The Taoist Priest is Catching Ghosts [Liao Zhai]

It has been three days since Xie Han traveled to Liao Zhai. The system told him that he can go home as long as he collects all the pictures of hundreds of ghosts and thousands of demons and keeps his fairy-tale high-cold personality. After switching the system between Citation and Traditional Simplified, it fell asleep by itself, no matter what Xie Han called, he did not respond.

Xie Han looked at the sky, what would he do if he was a materialist, what would he do if he was afraid of ghosts, and he couldn't catch ghosts at all!

However, Xie Han couldn't resist the system at all, so he had no choice but to boldly move forward with his Zhou Meteor position behind his back.So he walked in a wood for three days without going out.

For the past three days, he couldn't sleep at night because he was afraid that a dead body would suddenly rush out and chase him, or that a female ghost would suddenly appear and catch him. However, nothing happened during these three nights. Wear yourself out.

Finally on the afternoon of the third day, Xie Han finally saw the official road that people walked, which made him feel extremely good, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but want to rise, but when he thought of the so-called high-cold personality, Xie Han tried hard to put himself His face was flattened and flattened again, and he put on a look of neither sadness nor joy.

Now that he has found the official way, meeting people is a matter of course. When Xie Han saw the tea shed on the side of the road, he was almost moved to tears. There is food. For the past three days, he has survived by hunting alone. Yes, but the workmanship is poor, and the roasted meat is often undercooked.

So Xie Han immediately suppressed his anxiety and walked calmly to the tea shed, found an unoccupied table and sat down, and said to the boss who was busy: "One pot of tea, two steamed buns."

"Okay." The boss agreed, and quickly made tea for the person, and took out a few steamed buns from the steamer to give to the person.

When he got to the people's table, the boss realized that his guest was an extremely handsome Taoist priest, who was so handsome that he couldn't help being in a daze, but after all, there were too many people who set up stalls on the side of the road. Such a guest quickly came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Guest, what you want."

Although Xie Han was very anxious and wanted to eat, he still nodded lightly: "Let's put it down."

"Okay." The boss put down these things with an awkward smile and went back to work.

At this time, a few more people came to the tea shed, and after ordering what they wanted, they all stared at Xie Han.

Although Xie Han noticed other people's eyes on him, he couldn't scold him. He secretly hated him. If he had known, he wouldn't pinch this male god's face. He could only calmly pour himself a cup of tea, and then eat early Walk.

When Xie Han was eating the second steamed bun, an old man walked up to Xie Han's table: "Can this priest make a table?"

Xie Han looked at the old man who smiled kindly at him and said, "Yes."

Hearing this sentence, the old man sat down with a smile, and asked again: "Where is the Taoist priest practicing in the fairyland?"

Where do you practice?Of course Xie Han didn't know, and thinking about his own game character's sect, he replied: "Chunyang Palace in Huashan."

The old man heard this, and quickly said: "It turns out to be a fairy from Mount Hua."

Just when the old man was about to say something, a cry for help came from a distance, Xie Han frowned, and looked at the guests at other tables, all of them turned their faces away, as if they didn't hear the call for help.

"This is?" Xie Han asked with a frown.

The old man sighed: "That's Tao Wangsan from this county. He often composes poems to satirize the local gentry officials. This time he offended the prince of the Wang family. We must let this Tao Wangsan die. Daoist, you still want to give up." It's better not to worry about it."

Xie Han secretly thought that it was too late, saving Tao Wangsan was the main task given by the system, and he had to be rescued.

So Xie Cheng dropped more than a dozen copper coins on the table, pulled out the Zhou Meteor position, performed a great lightness skill and landed in the middle of the crowd, and after forming a good team with Tao Wang, he dropped a few auras, and then After using a Wanjian to return to the sect, the group of thugs who were chasing after Tao Wangsan all fell to the ground.

Tao Wangsan looked at Xie Han's move with a beautiful blue light, and knew in his heart that he had met an expert. Although he usually didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and he didn't have much respect for Taoist monks, but for those with real skills people really respect.

Seeing that Xie Han knocked everyone down to the ground, Tao Wangsan hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Master, for saving me. I don't know Gao's name?"

Xie Han put away Zhou Liuxing's seat, glanced at Tao Wangsan and said, "Xie Han."

Although Tao Wangsan was overwhelmed by Xie Han's indifference, he couldn't do without the etiquette he should have, so he smiled and said, "So it's Daoist Xie. I wonder if Daoist Xie has a place to stay?"

As soon as Xie Han heard it, he knew that his accommodation problem was solved today. He suppressed his inner joy and said two words lightly: "Not yet."

Tao Wangsan smiled: "It's better to thank Taoist priest to stay at my house temporarily."

After saying this, Tao Wangsan wanted to bite off his tongue. Even he was uncomfortable living in those small thatched huts in his house. How could they be used to entertain guests?But the words spoken are like water poured out, which cannot be taken back.

So Tao Wangsan led Xie Han to his home, pointed in one direction and said, "Five miles away will be my home."

Xie Han nodded, followed Tao Wangsan and continued to move forward, the bed, after three days, he finally slept on the bed.

After passing through a bamboo grove, Tao Wangsan pointed to the shabby huts and said to Xie Han: "The humble houses are simple, please don't make fun of them."

Xie Han looked at the thatched hut that could collapse in a strong wind and fell silent. Are all the scholars in "Liao Zhai" so poor?

Tao Wangsan also felt a little embarrassed, and quickly said: "Tomorrow I will move to Jiang Bulang's other courtyard, Daoist Xie can go with me."

Xie Han nodded, didn't say anything, insisted on sticking to the high-cold personality, and didn't say anything if he could.

"Thank you, Daoist, please come inside." Tao Wangsan brought Xie Han to his bedroom, and these few rooms can only accommodate guests in his own room.

Xie Han looked at the bookshelves full of books and the desk full of classics and history books, and asked, "Is this your room?"

Tao Wangsan smiled awkwardly: "The house is simple, only this one can live in. Tonight I feel wronged, I will go to the next room to sleep."

Xie Han took a look at the room and found that it was fairly clean, because it was summer and the thatched cottage made people feel unbearably humid and hot.

After reading it, Xie Han said "Thank you."

"It's not as good as the Daoist's life-saving grace." Tao Wangsan continued, "Wait a moment, Daoist, I'll make dinner."

Xie Han nodded and watched him leave.After hearing Tao Wangsan's voice busy in the kitchen, Xie Han immediately lay down on the bed.

It's so comfortable, I haven't slept in the bed for several days, but I suddenly got up again, and I met a scholar, I'm sure I won't see a ghost tonight.Xie Han, who was nervous inside, started to frown again.

And Tao Wangsan, who was busy in the kitchen, also heaved a sigh of relief, that Daoist Xie looked so different from ordinary people, so that he, who doesn't love Longyang, should take care of that Daoist Xie, but this The Daoist Xie is not like those quack Taoist priests who lied to people that his Yintang is black, and he still has some real skills.

After thinking about it in his mind, Tao Wangsan started cooking. When he opened the rice vat and found that there was only millet sticking to the bottom of the vat, he frowned and sighed, he was really poor!

But no matter how poor he was, he had to eat. Tao Wangsan picked up a ladle and scraped up all the rice at the bottom of the tank, then washed the rice with water, put it in the pot and prepared to cook a pot of millet porridge.

After putting the rice into the pot, Tao Wangsan lifted the lid of the wooden basin again. Sure enough, the fish caught a few days ago was still alive, so he just killed it to entertain the guests.

Put the descaled fish on a plate, and then steam it in a steamer. When it comes out of the pan, sprinkle chopped green onion, salt and soy sauce to make it a steamed fish.

After the meal was ready, Tao Wangsan went to knock on Xie Han's door.

So tonight Xie Han ate unappetizing fish and a bowl of clear millet porridge.

When Tao Wangsan was cleaning up the dishes, he was still embarrassed, such a fairy, how could he give these to others.

Xie Han looked at the leftovers, and thought it was better than half-cooked ones made by himself, but the food really needs to be improved.So Xie Han took out ten silver from the package of Jiansan system, and said to Tao Wangsan: "This is my accommodation fee, I don't need to eat these in the future."

Tao Wangsan paused for a moment while collecting the bowls and chopsticks, staring blankly at the ten taels of silver on the table.

Xie Han looked at Tao Wangsan and kept staring at the money and refused to accept it. Could it be that there is not enough money? It shouldn’t be. According to the price in Liaozhai, ten taels of silver should be enough for ordinary people for a long time, so Xie Han asked: " not enough?"

Tao Wangsan seemed to have been awakened, and waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no, you are my savior, so why do I need money from you?"

Xie Han's heart: No, I beg you to accept it, I think my food can be improved a few notches.

No matter what kind of fluctuations Xie Han has in his heart, the surface is still as immobile as a mountain, and he said lightly: "I told you to accept it." If you don't accept it, do you want me to eat vegetable roots with you?

Tao Wangsan looked at Xie Han's expressionless expression and finally took the money on the table into his arms.

Xie Han was very satisfied when he saw that he had collected the money, and he could eat delicious food tomorrow.

Tao Wangsan touched the silver in his bosom, thinking that this Taoist priest is really a good person, and decided to go to the neighbor's place early tomorrow morning to buy some new rice and bacon.

After dinner, the sun had already set. According to the work and rest habits of the ancients, he should go to bed now, but Tao Wangsan still had to immerse himself in his studies. He took the book from Xie Han's house and continued studying in the next room.

Xie Han looked at it and felt that the ancients really worked too hard in reading, like his cousin was busy playing games as soon as he came back from school. Compared with Tao Wangsan, it was a heaven and a world.

As the night gradually deepened, Xie Han also felt that it was time for him to sleep, so he untied the Yehua Egret on his back, and fell asleep holding Zhou Meteor and his clothes.

Xie Han sleeps with Zhou Meteor in his arms because he is afraid. If he doesn't sleep with a weapon in his arms, he will feel insecure.