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"Humph!"

He snorted coldly, put on the airs of an elder, and said, "Where is your master going, do you still have to report to you?"

Although his tone was very serious, but his body was shaking non-stop, and his dirty clothes, this form really made Lin Kaiyun not respectable.

"Hehe, Uncle Ma Madi is right!"

Lin Kaiyun responded casually, he knew that now that he was asking Master Lin Jiu for help, he probably still had a fire in his heart!

Seeing that the two of them stopped chatting, Qingqing finally had the chance to intervene again, she leaned over and asked, "Brother Lin, is your master really in the bamboo house? Then my master, Master Yixiu, will he come too?"

Lin Kaiyun shook his head and said, "I don't know about that, but it shouldn't be possible!"

He remembered that in the movie, there was no such thing as Master Yixiu at all. Although Ma Madi had brought a letter to Lin Jiu now, Master Yixiu would probably not follow, and even the four-eyed Taoist leader might not be able to come.

"Ah? Okay!" Qingqing pouted, obviously a little disappointed.

At this time,

After pondering about a solution, he said, "Kaiyun, Aqiang, the three of us, paste talismans on all the main entrances and exits in the village!"

Lin Kaiyun was a little speechless when he heard the words. He said his feelings in vain before, so he repeated it again, "Uncle Ma Madi, that zombie from Nintendo is not afraid of Taoism, talismans are useless!"

Ma Madi patted his head in embarrassment, he completely forgot about it, and then asked, "Your master won't arrive until tomorrow, so what can we do now?"

"Wait!"

Dozens of miles away, there are beautiful mountains and clear waters, long streams, and two bamboo houses living next to the mountains. Under the setting sun, they are very peaceful.

"Two biscuits!"

"bump!"

"I touch one, it's red, it's blurred, it's thirteen!"

The four-eyed Taoist excitedly pushed the mahjong tiles in front of him, stretched out his hands to Lin Jiu and Master Yixiu, and said, "Hurry up, give me the money, give me the money!"

"Junior brother, are you sure you are not fried? Why are there two cards missing?"

Lin Jiu really didn't want to expose the four-eyed priest, but the trick was so clumsy that it was an insult to their IQ.

"is it?"

When the four-eyed Taoist heard it, he rolled his eyes, immediately pretended to be confused, and shouted at Jia Le, "How is that possible! Jia Le, did you steal my card!"

"Forehead!"

Jia Le hesitated for a moment, he didn't do anything!Even the previous two cakes were deliberately called to the master, but the eyes of the four-eyed Taoist priest became sharper.

Jia Le swallowed, nodded, and whispered, "Yes, I accidentally stole two cards from Master!"

After finishing speaking, Jia Le handed the two cards on the left to Priest Simu.

The four-eyed priest took the cards, put them on the table, and said proudly, "Nuo, take a look, don't I have a lot of cards?"

"Amitabha, the number of cards is quite a lot!"

Master Yixiu clasped his hands together, looked at the four-eyed priest with a look of disgust, and motioned,

"But with these two cards of yours, one is [-], the other is eight, and you don't have any winning cards, so you still have to blow up!"

Chapter 146 The Miserable Literary Talent

The four-eyed Taoist master is a hundred secrets and one sparse, completely ignoring this matter, but he can't be blamed for this, after all, he doesn't always play mahjong, and he is not particularly proficient.

This mahjong entertainment is usually played by wealthy families, and their Taoist priests are basically solitary people, and they have no chance to play this mahjong.

It wasn't until Lin Kaiyun made a set of mahjong that he made his own. When Taoist Simu passed by Yizhuang in Renjia Town, he was dragged by a strong man and played a game with them.

This time, Taoist Simu's character of liking to play new things was suspended, and he asked Lin Kaiyun to play another set of mahjong tiles for him.

But after that, Daoist Simu had no chance to play this mahjong, mainly due to lack of manpower. Before Lin Kaiyun came, Master Yixiu was still the mortal enemy of Daoist Simu. In addition, Master Yixiu was rigid, so it was impossible to play against Daoist Simu. Mahjong!

This time, Lin Jiu brought Wencai as a guest, giving Taoist Simu a chance, and finally played the mahjong tiles he had been thinking about, but the tricks were really low-level. Master Jiu and Yixiu seized.

At this time,

Wencai outside the room saw that the sun was about to set, put his arm on his trembling thigh, and shouted into the room, "Well, Master, can I take a break!"

Lin Jiu, Taoist Master Simu, Master Yixiu, and Jia Le are playing mahjong in the house, while Wen Cai is forced to stride in the yard alone!

When Lin Jiu brought Wencai as a guest, it was also the first time Lin Jiu met Jia Le, the apprentice of Taoist Simu.

Simu Daochang is usually willing to compare with Lin Jiu, and starts to brag about his apprentices, telling Lin Jiu that apart from Lin Kaiyun, Jiale is better than Qiusheng and Wencai.

Although Lin Jiu is boring, he is also very face-saving. The most important thing is that Taoist Simu is right, Jia Le's talent and cultivation are really better than Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng.

In addition to literary talent, as soon as he came here, he fumbled, looked at this, looked at that, with a stubborn appearance.

Seeing that Lin Jiu hates iron but not steel, he immediately asked Wen Cai to start a special training mode. After a few days, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng will compete in martial arts.

So these past few days, Wencai's life is quite miserable, he wakes up earlier than a chicken, and sleeps later than a donkey.

Lin Jiu also estimated the time, and Wencai has almost practiced today, so he nodded and said, "Wencai, rest!"

"call!"

When Wen Cai heard this, he sighed that he was finally liberated, took two steps, and landed on the steps, ignoring his sweat, grinning and pressing his sore thigh.

Seeing Wencai's appearance, Lin Jiu smiled with satisfaction. Although he meant to compete with Taoist Master Simu, he also took the opportunity to let Wencai change his bad habits. Although Wencai was still lazy and slippery these days, he simply persisted.

Lin Jiu knew very well in his heart that Wencai is not a material for cultivating Taoism. It is not enough to describe it without talent. It can be said that it is a negative talent.

But Wencai's disposition is not bad. After Lin Jiu had Lin Kaiyun, a talented apprentice, Wencai and Qiusheng didn't have too many demands.

Qiusheng is clever, but Wencai is a little silly, so Lin Jiu only hopes that Wencai can learn some martial arts, so that he can have a skill.

The four-eyed Taoist turned his head to look at the literary talents of the mountainous men, and said affirmatively, "Brother, I really didn't realize that this literary talent can endure hardships!"

"Well, this is Wencai's only advantage!"

Lin Jiu nodded with a smile. Whether Wen Cai can endure hardship depends on whether he can be ruthless. As long as he is determined, Wen Cai is still very obedient.

Seeing Wencai, Qiusheng also looked miserable, and he was very fortunate that he had some talent, otherwise his master, the four-eyed Taoist priest, would only be more ruthless than Lin Jiu's little hand.

Seeing that it was almost time, Qiu Sheng said, "Master, uncle, it's almost time, I should go prepare meals."

"Row!"