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It has been a while since I left the Broken Taoist Temple, and while they are still in Military Training, I plan to go back for a visit.
As I was preparing to set off, I ran into Lin Miaomiao, who was just about to head out for her morning exercise. Under her strong insistence, I had no choice but to bring her along.
But didn’t she have plans to take Red Boy as a model?
"What are you afraid of? It's not his first time going. When I took him the first time, my classmates were all infatuated and insisted he model for them. Besides, I don’t have any classes today, so let’s treat it as an outing."
"You even took him to class?"
"Yeah, President Wu can’t just leave a kid in the underground garage all day, right? But doesn’t your cousin have school?"
"His situation is a bit special; he’s a monk, right?"
"Yes."
"Hong originally came from a good family, but unfortunately, his parents neglected him and he got into big trouble. So now he’s learning Buddhism from a master. This time he’s out wandering; you know what wandering means, right?"
"Isn’t that just going out for an internship?"
"Well, you could say that."
As we spoke, Lin Miaomiao and I arrived at the cafeteria where we first met.
"It's too early; they don’t serve breakfast," Lin Miaomiao said.
"It's fine, I'm here to find someone."
I was planning to collect the reward first, but it seemed that Black Wuchang hadn't arrived yet.
I took out my Nokia and called Black Wuchang.
"Hello." Someone quickly answered on the other end.
"Old Black! Time to get to work!" I shouted into the phone.
"Damn, Little Anzi, are you crazy? Calling me to work this early? I just got off duty!" Although Black Wuchang said that, he still arrived quickly.
Black Wuchang would show himself during the day, but he would change his original appearance. In his words, seeing Black Wuchang during the day was unlucky...
Even though the reward hadn't come through yet, Old Black still pulled out 5 from his own pocket and handed it to me. — It wasn't Hell Money.
I took out a hundred and returned it to Old Black, then left with Lin Miaomiao.
There was a bus near JZ Normal University that could take us directly to the station, and from there we could head straight back to my village, which was very convenient.
Before long, I returned to the village where I had lived for many years. By the way, this village is called Kang Village.
The Taoist temple of the Pervert is still a distance away from Kang Village, located on the back mountain of Kang Village.
Although it has been a while since I left, the moment I returned, the familiar feeling came rushing back.
I brought two pounds of sauced beef and a bottle of white wine for Pervert, happily leading Lin Miaomiao straight to the Taoist temple.
However, the temple's main door was tightly shut, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated at the entrance.
Pervert was being too lazy, I thought to myself.
"Master! Master!" I knocked hard on the big door. It was strange; in the past, Pervert would come running to open the door as soon as he smelled meat, without me having to call out.
I jumped over the wall (practiced and incredibly skilled), and all the room doors were closed. Not only that, but even the Ginseng Tree that used to be in the courtyard was gone, leaving only a huge pit. The ham in the kitchen was still hanging, but the bowls and plates beside it were covered in dust, indicating that no one had lived here for a long time.
After circling around the temple, my room was untouched, but Pervert's room was already empty. Everything related to Pervert had vanished from this temple, including his collection of books and the two large characters painted at the entrance, as if they had evaporated into thin air.
I jumped out of the wall and asked Lin Miaomiao to wait for me. I ran to the hotel at the village entrance where Pervert often went. Inside, the landlady was counting money; there were still no guests. When she looked up, she saw me.
"Little Anzi, when did you come back?" she asked in surprise.
"Where is my master? Where did he go?" I suddenly had a very bad feeling.
"Old Town," the landlady said as she poured me a glass of water. "He left right after you did."
"What did he take with him?"
"Did you bring nothing? By the way, he instructed me to give this to you." The Landlady took out a letter from the Counter.
I opened the letter:
Little Anzi:
Upon receiving this letter, know that I am well.
Master is leaving. In the past, Master knew that our bond as teacher and student would not last long. You have grown up; it is time for you to fly on your own. All these years, you have stayed by this old man's side. Although there are Taoist Sect classics for you to study, you have still experienced too little and seen too little. I hope that when we meet again, you can share your future experiences with me. From now on, you have already graduated. The Eight Treasures Mystique consists of several profound Spells; do not neglect them.
You have learned everything I needed to teach you. The master leads you to the door, but cultivation relies on your own efforts. However, remember:
Cultivator, aim high! Take the earth as your teacher and Nuwa and Pangu as your goals.
Cultivator, stay grounded! Take one step at a time to see the great path in its entirety.
The Way is very personal; the Way is very selfless. I hope you understand what I mean by this last sentence when you come to see me.
Old Town wrote this personally.
The Pervert didn't even tell me his name in the end. He only left a name that everyone was accustomed to calling him. That's all; he was originally just a carefree cloud and a wild crane. If it weren't for me, how long would he have stayed at this temple?
I was about to put away the letter when I noticed there were more words on the back.
"You have set off on your journey, of course there are gifts for you. I still have a box in my room, go ahead and open it. Also, take care of the ham in the kitchen yourself, don't let it go to waste."
Pervert actually left me a gift.
Landlady handed me a set of keys, which should also be left by Pervert.
I took the keys back to the temple, opened the door, and ordered some food on my way back.
As soon as Lin Miaomiao entered, she curiously looked around. I had taken out the tables and chairs from the kitchen and set them up in the yard, then went to check what he had left for me in the half room.
It was a box that looked like it had some age to it, and to my surprise, it was made of rosewood. The box had a large brass lock, hiding all its secrets inside.
Opening the box, I found a piece of clothing on top. When I unfolded it, it was a Daoist Robe. Unlike ordinary Daoist Robes, this one was entirely Azure and lacked the traditional Tai Chi and Gossip, with only three almost imperceptible flowers painted on the back.
Underneath the Daoist Robe, there were three Pouches, two of which were sealed with a Yellow Talisman, while one was merely tied with a red string symbolically.
Below the Pouches, there was a sword with only the hilt remaining.
The Sword Hilt was luxurious, inlaid with a large jade stone, likely part of the set that Pervert had given me years ago along with the Sword Sheath.
In addition to these items, there was also a note.
“Little Anzi, three Pouches: one is the Mustard Seed Transformation of Xumi, which is a replica treasure. Although it cannot hold an entire mountain like the legendary Xumi bag, it can still hold quite a bit. The other two will open on their own when the time is right; do not attempt to remove the talismans yourself.”
I looked at the pouch tied with a red string and cast a spell, "Mustard Seed Transformation of Xumi." The bag transformed into something resembling a black hole right before my eyes, and I estimated it had a volume of about ten square meters. Not only that, but there was also around 30,000 to 40,000 in cash inside, which should have been left for me by my master.
My master really put some thought into this; I would never call him a pervert again. That's what I thought.
At that moment, the landlady happened to walk in with the meal I ordered, and I called Lin Miaomiao over to eat.
"Little Anzi," the landlady seemed a bit shy before leaving.
"What's wrong? Oh! Right, right! Here you go." I paid for the meal.
"That's not it," the landlady said awkwardly, looking quite embarrassed.
"What is it?"
"You owe us 70,000 for your master's meals."
"What?"
"For so many years, your master has been eating and drinking for free, and now it's up to his disciple to pay."
"What the hell! Pervert, you scoundrel!" I shouted angrily.
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