Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Zhong Kui's Diary
Welcome to our site. You can quickly access it by searching for it on any search engine. If all chapters are displayed on the same page, it is because your browser cache has not been updated. Just press F5 to refresh the page, and if you are using a mobile browser, please clear the IE cache. We apologize for any inconvenience caused!
As soon as this was said, Zhang Hao and Wen Xiaoxiao both turned red in the face, and Wen Xiaoxiao shot several angry glares at Fatty. Luo Luo Xiao mentioned online.
Oh, this Fatty is quite interesting. I smiled and asked, "Fatty, what’s your name?"
Fatty scratched his head and replied, "My name is Bao Jianyang, but everyone calls me Baozi."
Baozi? I immediately thought of Xiao Yuan, the leader of the Iron Blood Gang in Sun City, whose nickname was also Baozi. However, he was later possessed by the Golden Puppet and silenced by Easily Water Cold. Thinking of this made me feel a bit nostalgic. I smiled at the current Baozi and said, "It seems you really like Daoism. Would you like to learn some Dao techniques?"
"Can you teach me? Would you be willing to?" Baozi's face lit up with excitement.
"I can't teach you Dao techniques, but I can recommend a master to you. You can go with them to Qifeng Temple on Haitang Road later and look for Kong Xuan the Daoist; that's who I sent you to find as a master! Of course, whether he is willing to teach depends on your fate."
Baozi was overjoyed and couldn't wait for a moment, urging Zhang Hao and the others to hurry up and take Zhou Zhixiong to Qifeng Temple.
Wen Xiaoxiao frowned and scolded Baozi, "Baozi, can you wait a moment?" Then she looked at me with her beautiful big eyes pleadingly and said, "Ghost Brother! How about you do a good deed and come with us to Qifeng Temple?"
"How about this: you go back with Zhang Hao and bring Zhou Zhixiong over while Baozi and I wait for you at Qifeng Temple," I suggested with a smile.
"Okay." Wen Xiaoxiao nodded at Zhang Hao, turned around, and left. The two students, one tall and one short, exchanged glances before calling out and following behind.
I casually introduced Fatty to Baozi as we stepped outside and called a taxi. Fatty sat in the front while Baozi and I sat in the back. After Fatty told the driver to go to Haitang Road Academy, he turned around to look at Baozi and said with a smile, "Baozi, not bad physique."
"Not too bad, not too bad; there’s still some distance compared to Fat Brother," Baozi replied with an honest smile.
"Are you familiar with Zhang Hao?" I quickly interrupted the conversation between the two about body shapes. If I let Fatty continue, he could ramble on from discussing physiques to talking about Star Wars.
"Not too bad, after all, we are both among the top ten Rich Handsome Guys at Star City University," Baozi said with a proud smile, then tried hard to make his expression humble.
"I don't know about being rich, but it seems like height and looks have nothing to do with you," Fatty said in surprise.
"Fat Brother, you don't understand. Nowadays, being a Rich Handsome Guy is all about wealth. As long as you have money, people will see you as exceptionally tall from behind. With money, in the eyes of girls, you're basically Beckham." Baozi scratched his head innocently. "I'm not bragging; among the top ten Rich Handsome Guys, my looks rank fourth, while my popularity ranks second, and there's also the boldness index..."
"Is this Zhang Hao also a Rich Handsome Guy?" I decisively cut off his train of thought.
Baozi didn't feel awkward at all from my interruption and casually replied, "Yes, Zhou Zhixiong and Zhang Hao are both among the top ten Rich Handsome Guys, and in the rankings..."
"What about this Zhou Zhixiong?" I smiled and interrupted again.
"After the incident by the river last time, Daxiong has been acting a bit strange. He mutters to himself at night about some Water Monster and black hands or something like that; he’s just not himself. I can tell he’s been spooked and might even be possessed," Baozi frowned.
"How can you be so sure?" I asked in surprise.
"Come on, with Cao Dama Zi's books in hand, wandering souls and wild ghosts stay away," Baozi patted his chest proudly. "I usually enjoy reading Cao Dama Zi, so I'm quite clear about these ghostly tricks."
"Well, you have good insight!" I complimented him with a smile. After pondering for a moment, I asked, "Besides rambling, does Zhou Zhixiong have any other symptoms?"
Baozi thought for a moment and shook his head. "No other abnormalities."
What could this mean? This black hand is just a high-tech product and has nothing to do with Demon, so why is Zhou Zhixiong showing these symptoms?
Forget it; I don't want to think too much about it. Once Kong Xuan sees it, there will naturally be answers.
Upon arriving at Qifeng Temple, Zhou Zhixiong and the others had not yet arrived, so I took Baozi to meet Kong Xuan. After hearing my intentions, Kong Xuan glanced at Baozi with a sideways look: "You want to learn the way of Tao?"
Baozi's face lit up with excitement: "Yes, please take me in as a lost lamb in this world."
"I hear you're a second-generation rich kid?" Kong Xuan raised an eyebrow.
"Not bad, not bad. Luxurious Furniture, I don't know if you've heard of it, but that's my family's brand," Baozi said modestly.
Luxurious Furniture is a local brand in Star City. Boss Bao Dayou was originally a carpenter who had a long-term vision and was willing to invest. Luxurious Furniture gradually developed from a workshop into a large company with thirty directly operated stores and over one hundred franchise stores nationwide. In terms of assets, Bao Dayou ranks among the top fifty wealthy individuals in Star City.
Kong Xuan smiled and nodded, casually waving his hand to produce a book: "Looking at your full aura and the spirit emanating from your crown, with the three flowers gathering at the top, you are indeed a rare talent. With some polishing, you will surely achieve greatness in the future. I have a manual here; I'll sell it to you for a good price."
Baozi was quite shocked by Kong Xuan's ability to conjure things out of thin air, his eyes filled with envious stars. However, he then scratched his head: "Master, this line sounds very familiar to me."
"The great way has no door; it's an empty road," Kong Xuan chuckled nonchalantly. "Just like slaughtering pigs—each has its own method; it's the same principle. When you reach the peak of cultivation, all methods return to their origin; different paths lead to the same destination. If you've heard similar lines elsewhere, it's not surprising."
Listening to Kong Xuan's banter with Baozi—sometimes profound verses and sometimes crude street talk—made Baozi dazed and amused.
"So how much is this manual?" Baozi pointed at the book and stammered: "Primordial Unity Divine Art, that's a good name. Oh, what's this 'One' character below? Is this the first volume?"
Kong Xuan replied with a smile: "A teachable child indeed! This complete set consists of nineteen volumes, each originally priced at three thousand eight hundred. Since you were introduced by Ghost Brother, I'll give you a discount—each volume for three thousand seven hundred ninety-nine."
Motherfucker, is my connection worth just one dollar? I laughed and scolded: "In today's society, finding someone interested in Taoism is already quite rare; don't keep us in suspense!"
Kong Xuan rolled his eyes: "If anyone could easily become a disciple, that would just be street performers selling their skills. I definitely need to distance myself from them and elevate my standards. Baozi, don’t listen to him! Would you rather spend zero dollars at Emperor Club for a full Health Treatment lying on a waterbed enjoying services? Or would you prefer spending zero dollars at Qingxiu Park looking for street workers on the grass?"
Baozi scratched the back of his head and smiled honestly: "My dad taught me to be frugal. If I had to choose, I'd pick the grass at Qingxiu Park."
Fatty and I laughed, while Kong Xuan was very depressed and threw the "Primordial Unity Divine Art" to Baozi: "Read it slowly and ask me if you don't understand." "Master "Why is this an introduction to Taoism?" Baozi opened the book and asked in surprise. "Where is there any Primordial Unity Divine Art in this world? This is the serious thing about getting started with Taoism." Kong Xuan casually read a string of numbers: "This is my QQ Number, do you understand anything? I'll leave a message on QQ. I come here every other week, that's it. You can leave first." Baozi held the book and left happily. After Baozi left, I took a look at the situation of Zhou Zhixiong, and Kong Xuan pondered for a while: "After seeing the person in person, it's possible that I was just frightened." Then I said with a straight face: "I'll say hello to you first. , If you are just scared, don't delay my getting rich, you are not familiar with him anyway." Fatty and I smiled and agreed. After about ten minutes, Zhang Hao and Wen Xiaoxiao walked in with Zhou Zhixiong on their backs. The moment we saw Zhou Zhixiong, Fatty and I were a little surprised. It had only been two or three days since we last met, and Zhou Zhixiong seemed to be a completely different person, with sunken eyes and a panicked expression, and he felt like a frightened bird. Seeing us, Zhou Zhixiong weakly greeted us: "Ghost Brother, Fat Brother." "This is Master Kong Xuan!" I introduced Kong Xuan to them. Kong Xuan was too lazy to be polite to them and directly asked Zhang Hao Wen Xiaoxiao to help Zhou Zhixiong to a chair and sit down. He reached out and felt Zhou Zhixiong's pulse, rolled his eyelids, and then asked Zhou Zhixiong to stick out his tongue and say 'Ah'... When did this guy become an old Chinese medicine doctor? After observing for a while, Kong Xuan’s face was as dark as water, and he asked us to get out of the way, and then walked quickly around Zhou Zhixiong, shouting loudly, and from time to time stretched out his palm to touch Zhou Zhixiong I patted my body and did it for about ten minutes before Kong Xuan stopped with sweat on his face. "How is it? How is it?" Wen Xiaoxiao asked anxiously. "It's very troublesome!" Kong Xuan's eyebrows were twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan", and he kept shaking his head and sighing, as if the matter in front of him was extremely difficult.
I exchanged a smile with Fatty. We were so familiar with each other that we naturally understood what Kong Xuan was up to. The more important the matter, the more relaxed he would be, as if it were just a trivial issue. Conversely, the more trivial the matter, the more he would put on an act, as if it were a significant event.
No need for concern; Zhou Zhixiong was not in any real trouble. Kong Xuan's frowning and sighing were merely attempts to extract some money.
"Master, you must have a way," Zhou Zhixiong said tremulously. "When you tapped on me earlier, I felt very comfortable; it feels like I'm already halfway better."
"What you have is called possession by an evil spirit. I used my true energy to suppress it just now, but that's only a temporary fix; it will recur after some time," Kong Xuan continued to feign seriousness. Finally, under Zhou Zhixiong and the others' desperate pleas, he sighed dramatically, "Alright, I will sacrifice three months of my cultivation to drive it away!"
Dancing around Zhou Zhixiong for several circles, Kong Xuan shouted sternly, "Ha!" Then he struck Zhou Zhixiong's back with his palm. Amidst the flashing red light, Zhou Zhixiong was knocked down to the ground. When he got up, he was glowing red all over, as if he had undergone a transformation. Just moments ago, he had been like a startled bird; now he was full of vitality. Even though I knew Kong Xuan had tampered with things behind the scenes, I couldn't help but marvel at his technique.
After swiping his card on Kong Xuan's PS Machine, Zhou Zhixiong and his companions left in high spirits. Kong Xuan chuckled and sighed, "Three years without business means three years of profits when business finally opens. I finally understand what Deng Gong meant by 'the rich should help the poor.'"
"He won't have any side effects, will he?" Fatty asked with a frown.
"He's just been startled; he's perfectly fine!" Kong Xuan laughed heartily.
Fatty and I also laughed as we bid farewell to Kong Xuan. Just as we reached the entrance of the temple, we heard a piercing scream.
Comment 0 Comment Count