Except my kindergarten is full of monsters

"what?"

Rong Sui suspected that he had heard it wrong, and looked at the little Taoist priest at the door with a confused face.The little Taoist priest looks handsome, and looks about 20 years old. He wears a Taoist bun, wears a somewhat whitish gray Taoist robe, and has an empty cloth bag slung across his chest. He looks very down and out.

Seeing his shocked face, the little Taoist thought that he was frightened by the evil spirit in the house, and continued happily: "What does the benefactor think?"

"...No matter, the Taoist priest should go to another house to have a look." Rong Sui looked at him expressionlessly, thinking that if he came in, it would be more or less like serving the monsters at home.

The little Taoist priest was used to being rejected. He hadn't eaten for two days. Seeing that Rong Sui didn't open his mouth like the people he met before, he felt that there was something to be said, and he said persistently: "Does the benefactor not believe it? Why don't the poor Taoist open it for you?" With the eyes of the sky, you will believe it when you see it.”

Rong Sui: "...No need."

Rong Sui politely declined, and was about to close the door to see off the guests for the sake of the little Taoist priest's life, but the little Taoist priest stretched out his hand and got stuck on the door, "Hey, don't close the door."

The little Taoist was in a hurry, stopped him with all his strength, squeezed in and stuck half of his body on the door frame, and said cheekily: "Well, I will open your sky eyes first, if you still don't believe me after opening the sky eyes, how about I go by myself?!"

Rong Sui opened his mouth to refuse, when he heard a few familiar voices behind him.

"Who wants to get rid of the demon?" This was Yin Zhuzhi's voice.

"A Taoist priest called?!" It was the voice of a night traveler.

The cubs jostled each other over, shouting loudly, "Which one is tired of work? It's time to drink!"

Rong Sui: "..." Where did you learn the bandit lines?

The little Taoist looked at the nine-headed nocturnal girl behind him, took a step back in fright, and swallowed hard, "Excuse me."

Rong Sui pushed the head of the Night Traveler Girl away. Although he was used to seeing it, it was still a little scary to put it so close on his shoulder.

"Taoist, go slowly?" Rong Sui opened the door and was about to close it, when he saw the little Taoist standing there motionless as if frightened, his eyes staring blankly at the direction behind him.

Rong Sui turned his head suspiciously, and saw that Wen Tun had not forgotten to take the steamed stuffed bun when he came out, and was huddled by the door, eating steamed stuffed bun while watching the excitement.The freshly made hot buns are fluffy and soft, with thin skin and big fillings. When you bite down, the mouthful is full of meaty flavor.

The little Taoist who hadn't eaten for two days stared at the big meat bun and let out a loud stomach cry.

Rong Sui looked back at him in shock, he didn't expect this little Taoist priest to still eat, how long must he be hungry?

Seeing the little Taoist's longing eyes, his body stood motionless, his neck wishing he could stretch out to the side of the meat bun like a nocturnal wandering girl.It dawned on Rong Sui, it turned out that catching monsters was fake, but wanting to ask for a dinner was the real thing.

He pushed the monsters in the house into the door. Although he set up a trick to hide his eyes, it is difficult to guarantee that someone will see it by chance when the door is opened. He drove back all the monsters who were watching the excitement. Rong Sui said to the little Taoist priest: "Master, wait for me here. .”

The little Taoist priest was hooked by the meat bun and couldn't walk, so he let out a silly "oh".

Rong Sui hurried back to the kitchen, packed a few steaming steamed buns in a bag and prepared to give them to the little Taoist priest.The little Taoist priest looked quite hungry. Rong Sui picked up five big meat buns, and caught sight of some strangely shaped buns. Thinking about how the monsters at home probably wouldn't eat them, he packed them all up too. .

Going out with a bag full of meat buns, I saw Yin Zhuzhi blocking the door, and the cubs were still stretching their necks out of the door. They probably never saw a Taoist priest who dared to take the initiative to come to the door, and they were all very curious.

When the little Taoist saw the bag of buns in Rong Sui's hand, his expression became alive, and he stammered, "Shi Shi Shi Shi Master."

Rong Sui handed him the steamed stuffed buns, "If you don't dislike it, you can take it with you to eat on the road. Some are made by your own family. They don't look very good, but they don't hinder the taste."

In such a big bag, there must be more than a dozen, which is enough for him to eat two meals.How can the little Taoist dislike being ugly? Holding the warm steamed stuffed bun, he looked at Rong Sui with the expression of a savior, "Donor, you will definitely be rewarded."

Rong Sui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's getting late, and it's not convenient at home, so I won't see you off to the Taoist priest."

"No, no, no." The little Taoist took out a few crumpled yellow talismans in the cloth bag with a happy face, and stuffed them to Rong Sui, "There is no way to repay the kindness of a meal, and these talismans will be given to the benefactor. It's gone." Without waiting for Rong Sui's response, he quickly ran away with the buns in hand.Rong Sui even vaguely saw him stuffing buns into his mouth while running.

The little Taoist priest left, and the cubs dispersed without interest. Although they can't eat, it's good to have a look.

Wen Tun stuffed the last bite of the meat bun into his mouth, and went back with his cheeks bulging.

Yin Zhuzhi was uncharacteristically sullen and looked unhappy. Rong Sui thought he was unhappy about the little Taoist priest, and coaxed him, "I guess he's a quack warlock. He has no money to eat and cheats everywhere."

Yin Zhuzhi replied lazily, "I'll go to the kitchen to serve buns."

Going to the kitchen alone, Yin Zhuzhi thought of the bag of steamed buns that were sent out, and what Rong Sui said "it doesn't look very good", and felt that there would never be a worse day than today.If it wasn't for the little Taoist priest running fast, he would have to let Huo Jing snatch the buns back.How could the buns made by the God of Zhongshan be eaten by a human Taoist priest!

He was thinking sullenly, and opened the steamer with his hands, only to see a few unattractive buns lying in the drawer, steaming hot.

Naturally, he recognized the steamed stuffed buns made by himself at a glance, and his dull mood was like the thick dark clouds being blown away by the wind suddenly, revealing the golden sun.Yin Zhuzhi's complexion turned from cloudy to sunny, he put a few buns into a plate and took them out, deciding to let the human Taoist priest go for a while.

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Two days later, when Rong Sui went to the vegetable market, he saw a familiar figure across the road.

It was still a blue-gray Taoist robe and an empty cloth bag.The little Taoist priest did not know where to get a dilapidated low table and placed it in front of him. On the table was a piece of paper, with fortune-telling and fortune-telling written in a brush, five yuan a time, and no money was allowed.

There is a small stall next to him, which looks a little more advanced than that of the little Taoist priest. It is an old man with white beard wearing blind sunglasses. There is a cardboard box on the table in front of the old man. Banner, wrote "Zhang Banxian's fortune-telling, counting without leaving a plan, one hexagram twenty".

The business of the white-bearded old man is quite good, as far as Rong Sui is watching, two people have already settled it.After finishing the calculation, he happily gave the money, and left with three thanks.On the other hand, on the little Taoist priest's side, not only was there no one who didn't say anything, but the old lady went to educate him from time to time.

"Come out to be a magic stick at a young age, and I don't know how to learn better."

The figure of the little Taoist became more and more stooped under the disgust of the aunt.

Rong Sui crossed the road, put five yuan on the table, sat down on the small bamboo stool, "Master Daoist, do a fortune telling."

The little Taoist was overjoyed, but when he looked up, he found that he was an acquaintance. He scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's you? You gave me a bun yesterday, and I won't charge you for fortune-telling."

He observed Rong Sui's face, and asked seriously, "What do you want?"

Rong Sui thought for a while, and felt that he had nothing to worry about, so he said casually: "Then let's count when I will get rich."

The little Taoist also saw that he was here to support himself, and muttered in a low voice that he lived in a villa and wanted to get rich.But having said that, he still made a fortune for Rong Sui seriously.After finishing the calculation, he looked at Rong Sui with some envy, and muttered: "There is really a windfall."

Rong Sui didn't take his words seriously, smiled and handed him the fortune money, along with an apple, then waved his hand and left with a smile on his face.

The little Taoist craned his neck and looked at it enviously, thinking that he could make some money sometime.

The white-bearded old man next to him raised his blind man's sunglasses and rolled his eyes at him, "Young man is still young, learn more from grandpa."

Little Taoist: "..."

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Rong Sui didn't take what the little Taoist said to heart. In his opinion, the little Taoist just came out to make a living. People always have stereotypes about age and appearance. The little Taoist looks delicate and handsome, not like a Taoist. It's more like a student.With such an age and appearance, it is really hard for people to believe that he is a serious Taoist priest.

But what he didn't expect was that after a few days, Chengyu suddenly called and said that someone wanted to ask Yin Zhuzhi for a favor.

Yin Zhuzhi seldom used his mobile phone, and ordinary people couldn't contact him, so Rong Sui became Yin Zhuzhi's agent. No, Cheng Yu asked him for something, so he called Rong Sui directly.

Rong Sui held the phone between his head and was still cutting the watermelon in his hand, "What are you doing? I can help convey it, but I can't guarantee whether the god is willing or not."

Chengyu said: "It's not easy to say, have you seen the news about the typhoon landing along the coast recently?"

At the beginning of August, the typhoon "Durian" landed in Y City, Province G, and the maximum wind force in the central area even reached level [-], which was the largest typhoon ever recorded.Although the meteorological department issued an early warning and activated the disaster prevention system, the typhoon this time was stronger than everyone expected. The strong wind was mixed with heavy rain, and the coastal cities were already flooded.

If it's just that, that's all. The coastal areas are hit by large and small typhoons every year. Although the wind is stronger this time, according to past experience, it's good to survive the typhoon.But this typhoon seems to have taken root, and it can't go away in the sea near G Province.

After the storm lasted for a week, the low-lying city was submerged by the influx of sea water, and the government had to evacuate all local residents.

"The Non-Administration Bureau felt that something was wrong, so they sent people to investigate the periphery of the eye of the storm. They found that it was not a typhoon at all, but monsters making trouble." Chengyu said: "But the wind is too strong and it is in the sea, so the non-administration bureau can't do anything I promise to catch it, so I want to ask the gods to help me."

"Okay, I'll go and talk to Shenjun." Rong Sui frowned. H Province is inland. Although he had read some news about the typhoon, he didn't know it was so serious.

Chengyu said: "I also heard that the Non-Government Management Bureau has applied for a special bonus, and the bounty for the monster that caused trouble is 100 million. If the god is not willing to go, there should be many other monsters or people who practice Taoism go."

"What 100 million?" Yin Zhuzhi, who had just entered, heard the point at once.

Rong Sui made an appointment with Chengyu to reply later, hung up the phone and said concisely: "Chengyu said that there are monsters making trouble in the sea in province G, and the monsters offer a reward of 100 million, and I ask you if you want to go."

Yin Zhuzhi said without hesitation: "Go."

A mere monster making trouble, isn't the 100 million given for nothing, don't want it for nothing.

The author has something to say: Little Taoist priest: Donor, you will have a windfall in the near future.

Rong Sui: No, it's obviously Yin Zhuzhi's windfall.

Yin Zhuzhi: I will give you the money I earn.