Envy

Meng Tou expressed his understanding: "Thank you, we won't spread the word."

After finally dealing with this matter, Song Jingran, who escaped from death, slumped down on the stool and howled, "I'm exhausted."

As soon as the words fell, someone suddenly pushed the door open.As soon as Li Jingyu came in, he was a little dazed. He saw a messy room and a few people inside. Then he saw his girlfriend Chang Wei lying on the ground, and rushed in immediately, holding her in his arms.

"How is this going!"

The bustard hurriedly went up to him with a smile: "Oh, what wind brought Young Master Li here. Today, Chang Ye is not feeling well, why don't you..."

Li Jingyu ignored her, and called Chang Wei's name twice, but she didn't answer.

Li Jingyu pointed at Meng Tou: "Why are you again! What did you do to Miss Chang Mi!" He stood up and grabbed Meng Tou's skirt.

Song Jingran approached Meng Tou and asked curiously, "Brother Meng, do you know each other?"

Meng Tou said in a low voice, "It's not considered acquaintance. A few days ago, this Young Master Li rode a horse through the downtown area and almost bumped a little girl. I'm trying to reason with him."

Song Jingran said "Oh" and nodded in understanding.

Meng Tou felt that Li Jingyu's complexion was still ugly today, and his mind was still not bright, so he slapped his hand away and said, "We were exorcising the spirit just now. Miss Chang Mi is possessed by a ghost, you are not the young master of the Li family in the Wenmenmen Why, have you not noticed it for so long?"

Bustard said: "Yes, yes. We all saw it just now, but it was scary. Thanks to the timely help of the two priests."

Li Jingyu said: "How do you know I'm from the Cuwenmen?"

"How many well-known Li families are there in Pingyang? Which young master of the Li family dares to ride a horse on the street?"

Li Jingyu was so choked by him that he couldn't speak.

He looked around, and there were indeed signs of despirituality in the room.And his own body is a little weak these days, it really seems to have been absorbed by the essence.If what they said was true, as the young master of the dignified Li family, it would be too embarrassing for him to stay with a ghost by his side for such a long time without realizing it.

He stood up with sharp eyes: "This is obviously an ordinary woman. You hurt innocent people and have no conscience. You are obviously fake Taoists. I will go to the government to sue you now!" After finishing speaking, he walked away.

The bustard hurriedly followed him out, explaining to him all the way, begging him not to sue the officials and make the matter worse.

Song Jingran felt very tired, why did he talk like this again.Those who do good deeds are all "fake Taoist priests", so those who do all kinds of bad deeds are living Bodhisattvas?

He said to Meng Tou: "Brother Meng, let's go quickly, or people from the government will come later." He really didn't want to go to court again.

Meng Tou was not flustered, and said: "Don't worry. He's just bluffing, and he definitely won't sue the officials. He probably just wanted to find a way to go down because he lost face. The bustard chased him out just now, and he will go along in a short time. Come down the steps."

He thought it made sense, and calmed down, carried the unconscious girl Chang Ni to the bed, and covered her with the quilt.He asked: "Brother Meng, is Miss Chang Mi still alive?"

"I don't know how long she has been possessed by the Yin spirit, and how much breath she has left, it can only depend on her good fortune."

Later, they went to Wangyue Tower to get rid of the ghosts in the peach trees.

This time, Song Jingran, like Meng Tou, came out of the main entrance of Lixiang Tower openly, and he finally felt a little comforted.

Song Jingran had dinner at the inn and went back to sleep exhausted.

Meng Tou didn't have dinner, so he went back to his room at the inn.He heard a loud bang at the door, and immediately opened the door and went in.He saw Yan Zhaohan fell down by the table, clutching his ankles.He gasped a few breaths.

Meng Tou stepped over in a panic, helped him up, and asked with concern: "How are you? Did you feel any pain from the fall?"

He shook his head and bent his eyes: "Third brother, you came back so early today?"

Meng Tou said "hmm", carried Yan Zhaohan back to the bed, rolled up his trouser legs, and nervously inspected his injuries.The skin on his knees was ripped and blood was coming out.

Meng Tou dug out the medicine box he brought and filled him with medicine: "You are so clumsy at such a grown-up, you always fall and knock over. I'll tell you when you're finished. I'll never leave. You go to the toilet and I I will follow you too."

He asked softly, "Does the third brother despise me?"

Meng Tou's movements became softer: "I'm disgusted to death. Which family's young master has nothing but good looks. He can't cook and can't give birth to babies."

"Which family's young master will give birth to a baby?"

"I don't care. If I want the stars in the sky, you have to pick them off, and if I want the moon in the water, you have to pick them up for me. It's not difficult to give birth to a chubby little monkey." Meng Tou pinched him "However, I have to make you plump first."

Yan Zhaohan put his hand over his: "The wontons that Xiaoer brought me today are delicious, I like them very much."

Meng Tou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "So you like this kind of food. I will make it for you every day in the future."

"it is good."

He still felt hot, went to open the window, but found some dust on the ground and on the window sill.And they all have hastily rubbed marks.Meng Tou asked, "Has anyone been here this afternoon?"

Yan Zhaohan's expression was very stable: "No. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. Maybe I'm worrying too much."

Before falling asleep, Meng Tou held Yan Zhaohan in his arms, and told him what happened in Lixiang Tower in the past two days like telling a bedtime story.He said: "Song Jingran is kind-hearted, persistent, and has some courage, but he is too blunt to react. If you were with me, I would definitely not take so long to get rid of my bones."

He said: "I also really want to get rid of the ghost with you. It's a pity that it was your brother who accompanied you when you were young, and then we parted for a long time."

……

Song Jingran slept until the sun was up, and he didn't know whether it was breakfast or lunch. After eating, he ran upstairs and knocked on the door of Meng Tou's room: "Brother Meng!"

Meng Tou was packing his luggage, when he heard the knock on the door, he put down his clothes and went to open the door.

Song Jingran said: "Brother Meng, Meng Yan, I'm leaving for Mu Su, and I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Meng Tou smiled: "It just so happens that we are also heading north, let's go together."

They hired a coachman and set off in the afternoon.The weather was very hot, Song Jingran was sweating in the swaying carriage, and he kept fanning the wind with a cattail fan.

"Brother Meng, when I was sleeping last night, I thought, didn't you already guess that the ghost is attached to Miss Chang'e, why did you still follow her?"

Meng Tou was speechless for a while, and then said: "...I wanted to see your background, I pretended on purpose. How did you know that you are so weak, and you were almost strangled to death, which scared me into a cold sweat."

"So that's how it is." Song Jingran clasped his fists and said, "When I met Sange Meng, I was taught. Dare to ask Sange Meng's name."

"Didn't you claim to be my apprentice? Why don't you even know what my name is?" Meng Tou chuckled, "My surname is Meng, and my single name has the word "Tou".

Song Jingran opened his mouth wide in disbelief: "You...you are Meng Tou?" He punched himself on the head a few times to wake himself up.

Meng Tou said: "I have already repaired a book and sent it to Mu Mi. The sect will accept you. As for the apprenticeship ceremony, it depends on the situation after I finish handling the matter at hand."

Song Jingran stammered: "Mr. Meng, you mean... you want to accept me? You want to accept me as your disciple?"

Meng Tou nodded with a smile, glanced at Yan Zhaohan and said, "Before he said that you have mediocre qualifications, but you are kind-hearted and hardworking. He advised me to accept you."

Song Jingran's face flushed red, and his eyes were extremely bright.He tried his best to calm himself down, and looked at Yan Zhaohan: "If you are Mr. Meng, then Meng Yan is..."

Meng Tou replied, "His name is not Meng Yan, but Yan Zhaohan."

"... What are the two words for the name?"

"Zhaozhao is in the eyes, Han Bingrubo. Zhaohan."

Song Jingran was shocked: "Young... Shaojun!"