After marrying into a wealthy family, my little Taoism became popular

Lu Xiuzhi paused with his fingertips and touched the skin between Si Huai's wrists.

It was no longer the usual warmth, but with a hint of coolness.

Lu Xiuzhi pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and gently held Si Huai's wrist.

He didn't feel wrong.

Si Huai waited for a few seconds and found that Lu Xiu didn't move at all.

He raised his head slowly, resting his chin on Lu Xiuzhi's shoulder and neck, looked at his sharp eyebrows, and repeated: "I have no strength."

"I can't walk."

Lu Xiuzhi's eyelashes trembled, he put his arms around his waist, and hugged him directly.

Si Huai leaned lazily in his arms, it was comfortable not having to walk by herself.

He was carried into the co-pilot, adjusted the seat, fastened the seat belt...

Si Huai didn't have to do anything, not even move a finger.

When Lu Xiuzhi sat in the driver's seat, Si Huai handed him the half-peeled orange without changing his face: "This orange is a bit difficult to peel."

Lu Xiuzhi took it, peeled the skin, and tore off the orange veins.

The oranges are not difficult to peel, but Si Huai doesn't even have the strength to do so.

Seeing that Lu Xiuzhi finished peeling the orange, Si Huai opened his mouth: "Ah—"

Lu Xiuzhi fed a petal.

Si Huai chew it, chew it: "Too little."

Not addicting.

"I could eat one in one sitting."

Seeing that he was still in good spirits, Lu Xiuzhi relaxed his tense expression a little, and continued feeding.

The oranges are very big, Lu Xiuzhi ignored Si Huai's rhetoric and only fed two petals at a time.

Si Huai opened his mouth, shut his mouth, opened his mouth again...

At the end of the meal, he looked at Lu Xiuzhi: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Lu Xiuzhi stuffed the last two petals into his mouth, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Light kisses tinged with orange.

"Ate."

Si Huai understood the literal meaning.

His cheeks puffed up slightly, he chewed the orange, and said vaguely: "No wonder you don't eat it."

Lu Xiuzhi was silent for a moment, took out a wet towel, and helped him wipe his hands.

Gently wipe orange stains from fingertips to nails.

Si Huai couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This is the treatment of paralyzed patients."

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

Si Huai boasted, "A CEO who doesn't know how to be a nurse is not a good CEO."

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

It was nearly an hour's drive from the police station to Lu's house, and after more than ten minutes of driving, Si Huai yawned several times.

Lu Xiuzhi: "Sleep, I'll be home when I wake up."

"Can't sleep now."

Si Huai's tone was calm, but his voice was tinged with a tired hoarseness.

Lu Xiuzhi turned his head to look, Si Huai's lips trembled slightly, and then there was a trace of moisture in his eyes.

Obviously holding on, holding back a yawn.

"Well, it's almost there."

When he arrived at Lu's house, Si Huai was so sleepy that he lost his mind.

He lay on Lu Xiuzhi's back, and said in a daze, "Mr. Lu, if you want to do something to me now, I will definitely do whatever you want."

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

"You can do what you want to do, what you like to do, and you don't have to hold back. Anyway, I will definitely sleep like a dead pig..."

Si Huai closed his eyes and muttered.

It didn't take long for him to feel that he was put on the bed, the soft and familiar quilt smelled like sunshine.

Si Huai finally couldn't hold on any longer, tilted his head, and fell asleep.

Lu Xiuzhi tucked the corner of the quilt, and the phone beside him vibrated, it was Fang Daoist's call.

He picked up Si Huai's cell phone and walked outside the door.

Soon, Daoist Fang's worried voice sounded from the other end of the phone: "Si Guanzhu? Are you home yet? Now I feel..."

Lu Xiuzhi half closed his eyes: "It's me."

Hearing it was Lu Xiuzhi's voice, Taoist Fang quickly realized what happened today.

"...Si Guanzhu was stunned for a while because of the technique, and then he beat up the two people in Liudaoguan. This is the first time I saw Si Guanzhu beating so hard..."

Stunned for a while?

Lu Xiuzhi frowned slightly, interrupting Taoist Fang: "What did the people from the Six Paths Temple say?"

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, seeming to be seriously recalling.

"Nothing."

"Don't worry, I just asked the master, and the master said that the Qinglong Scarlet Blood Art is adapted from the formation—"

"I know."

Lu Xiuzhi said something lightly and hung up the phone.

The effect of the technique on Si Huai's body is only temporary, and he can recover after a few days of cultivation.

Lu Xiuzhi stepped lightly, switched the phone to airplane mode, and put it back where it was.

He stood beside the bed, quietly looking at Si Huai's sleeping face.

…………

Si Huai fell asleep for a long time, and when he woke up, he was limp, with a dull pain in his head.

Slowly he turned over and touched his ass.

No pain, no soreness, no feeling.

Si Huai sighed, it seemed that Monk Lu didn't take his words to heart.

He stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, put on his clothes slowly, and went downstairs slowly.

Just as Si Huai walked up the stairs, Steward Chen came out from nowhere, and immediately ran up to him: "The fruit porridge is ready, do you want to eat it now or wait a while?"

"now……"

His throat was dry, Si Huai cleared his throat, and said slowly, "Now."

He rubbed his stomach, and was so hungry that he finished the side dishes on the table before Steward Chen brought the porridge.

There are very few side dishes, and the more you eat, the hungrier you get.

When the porridge was placed in front of him, Si Huai was so hungry that he wanted to pick up the bowl and drink it directly, but the bowl was very heavy, and he still had no strength in his hand, so he had to use a spoon to scoop it up and drink it.

While drinking porridge, he turned on his mobile phone and messaged 99+ on WeChat.

Si Huai glanced at it, several pages of messages were almost all asking how he was doing.

Too lazy to reply one by one, Si Huai sent a CD-ROM to Moments.

"Uncle Chen, have another bowl."

"Drink after digesting." Lu Xiuzhi's voice rang in his ears.

Si Huai froze for a moment, only to realize that the person who handed him the porridge just now was not Steward Chen, but Lu Xiuzhi.

"Are you not going to work today?"

Lu Xiuzhi hummed.

Si Huai looked at him eagerly: "I'm not full."

Lu Xiuzhi put away his bowl, got up and went to the kitchen: "You have slept for a long time, so you can't eat too much at once."

Glancing at his back, Si Huai walked slowly to the living room, slumped on the sofa to sleep, picked a small apple, and gnawed it slowly.

Butler Chen walked in from the front yard and said to him, "The owner of the express hotel wants to see you."

"This is it."

Butler Chen pointed to the yard.

Si Huai looked over and saw that there were many pilgrims in the front yard, queuing up to offer incense. Some of them were wearing the uniforms of the employees of the express hotel and were putting money into the merit box.

Among them was a short man in a suit, holding a thick wad of cash in his hand, and threw them into the merit box one by one.

"Do you want to see him?"

For the sake of money, Si Huai nodded.

Soon, Butler Chen led the man into the house, and the short man introduced himself: "Si Guanzhu, I am the owner of Yiru Express Hotel, Yueqi."

Si Huai responded.

The short man continued: "It's like this, because of those two Taoist priests, the hotel has no business at all."

"Can you please calculate the fortune of the hotel? I am hesitating whether to change hands of the hotel."

Si doubted: "What else did those two Taoist priests do to the hotel?"

The short man said with a bitter face, "Didn't they die in the lobby?"

"Our hotel is near the university town. No matter how bad the business is, there will still be some young couples staying there. But now that someone is dead, the news spreads quickly. Now there are only people taking pictures at the door, and there are no guests at all—"

After a pause, he suddenly realized: "Yes!"

"I can use the murder case as a gimmick. The hotel can no longer be opened, and it can be changed into a haunted house, escape room, etc. Now immersive escape rooms are very popular..."

The short man muttered to himself for a while, then excitedly said to Si Huai: "Si Guanzhu, listening to your words is really better than reading ten years of books!"

Si Huai, who only asked one question from the beginning to the end:? ? ?

The short man took out a card and stuffed it into Si Huai's palm: "Si Guanzhu! I'll go back and make preparations. Please come and cut the ribbon when it reopens."

Sitting down, Lu Xiuzhi saw Si Huai looking at the back of the short man and asked, "Who is he?"

Si Huai put away the card: "Wealth-spreading boy."

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

After Si Huai finished eating one apple, he thought of taking the second one, so Lu Xiuzhi directly removed the fruit plate.

Si Huai looked at him quietly: "When I said you can do whatever you want, I meant when I fell asleep."

"not now."

Lu Xiuzhi: "...you slept for three days."

Si Huai froze for a moment, then glanced at the date on the phone.

He hadn't paid attention to the specific date just now, only looked at the time.

Now being reminded by Lu Xiuzhi, only to find that the date has passed three days,

Si Huai suddenly said, "No wonder I'm so hungry."

After he finished his second bowl of porridge, Dong Dashan hurried in.

"You finally woke up! Scared me to death."

"How do you feel now?"

Si Huai: "Do you think I seem to be in trouble?"

Dong Dashan sat next to him, looked up and down for a while, and was relieved to see that his complexion was normal.

"I rushed over when I saw your circle of friends."

Si doubted: "Why are you rushing here?"

Dong Dashan: "Visiting the sick."

Si Huai raised his eyebrows: "Are you visiting a doctor with empty hands?"

"Where's the fruit basket?"

Dong Dashan: "...I didn't come here in a hurry."

He clicked on the delivery app and asked, "What fruit do you want to eat?"

Si Huai: "Fruit basket."

Dong Dashan was at a loss: "Fruit basket?"

Si Huai glanced at him: "Can't you use the fruit basket to see the sick?"

Dong Dashan whispered: "Why didn't I know there were rules."

Si Huai took a bite of the apple calmly: "Because you are rare and strange."

Dong Dashan: "..."

If you can beat someone up, there must be nothing wrong with it.

Dong Dashan ordered two fruit baskets, and said to Si Huai, "The people in the police station seem to have gone to the counselor two days ago."

"It should be about what you did bravely."

"The counselor said that if you can't take the final exam later, he will help you hand in the certificate, so you don't have to go to school by yourself."

Si Huai was surprised: "Can I skip the exam?"

Dong Dashan: "No, postpone the exam."

Deferring the exam means taking the exam later. The deferred exams of Shangyang University are all taken at the beginning of the next semester, and the students who take the make-up exam will take the exam together.

Si Huai: "..."

"Then I might as well take the exam."

Dong Dashan nodded: "Okay, then I will talk to the counselor later."

"By the way, I heard Taoist Fang from Baiyun Temple say that what you met that day was a cult?"

"what happened?"

Dong Dashan heard Si Huai talk about cults a few times, but he was limited to the word cult. He didn't know the exact situation.

After finishing the porridge, Si Huai put down his spoon and said lazily, "It's the cult that appeared in Shangyang a few months ago."

Dong Dashan was even more at a loss: "Which one?"

Si Huai: "It's the leader who persecutes all ghosts. Wherever he goes, no ghosts are left, no ghosts dare to approach, and there is a guardian who eats ghosts..."

Listening and listening, Dong Dashan always felt that this cult was strangely familiar.

Glancing at Xiaoqing in the yard from the corner of his eye, he felt a little bit in his heart, and slapped his thigh suddenly: "Damn!"

"Si Huai, haven't you noticed?!"

"This cult is very similar to our Daotian Temple!"

Lu Xiuzhi paused with his fingertips.

Dong Dashan said categorically: "This cult must deliberately pirate us! They want to ruin the reputation of Daotianguan!"