"I want to invite Miss Jiang Ni to go with me to Yanlan Lane, Baoqi Town, I wonder if I can?"

Chen Fusheng looked at Tang Xin and Jiang Ni calmly.

Before Tang Xin appeared, he had heard the conversation between Chen Fusheng and Jiang Ni and knew what Chen Fusheng was going to come.

But before, he was just an infamous little Taoist priest.

It's completely different now!

The nameless little Taoist priest transformed himself into a guardian who was eager to win over Chaochunlou.

Tang Xin naturally cannot avoid this question.

But she did not agree to express her opinion on the spot, but looked at Jiang Ni in a blink of an eye and stopped talking.

Jiang Ni seemed to have made a decision long ago and nodded without hesitation:

"Master, I would like to follow Master Chen to Yanlan Lane. I will settle the remains of my elder brother and put them in peace, so as to fulfill the wishes of my elder brother and Master Chen."

When Chen Fusheng heard this, he felt a stone in his heart.

However, Tang Xin's face became heavy and she said in a serious tone:

"Little mud, have you figured it out? If you leave the scope of the temple altar, you will be backfired. At least your life span will be reduced for twenty years, and your realm will collapse and fall to the first level of disciples!"

Chen Fusheng was shocked.

Jiang Ni's expression did not change any changes, and she said calmly:

"Master Chen saved my life and saved Chaochunlou Temple Watch. For the sake of emotion and reason, I will repay my kindness. I am willing to bear some losses."

Chen Fusheng couldn't help but frown and said:

"Is this why you can't leave Chaochun Tower?"

Jiang Ni nodded:

"Forgive me, Master Chen. I refused before, and I did have the last resort. But we have naturally clear grudges and grudges when practicing the great way. If you have the kindness to me, I should repay you, so I should do this."

Before Chen Fusheng could make any statement, Tang Xin suddenly said:

"Master Fusheng, otherwise you will be lenient for one day. I will discuss with Jiang Ni carefully how to avoid losses, think of a complete solution, and be prepared. What do you think?"

Chen Fusheng didn't hesitate and nodded:

"I didn't force this. I really have to repay the teacher's kindness. I went to the old Jiang family house in Yanlangxiang to wait for the reply and say goodbye!"

After saying that, he held his fists and bowed his hands, and left with a banner and a sword on his back.

Looking at the mysterious little Taoist priest who left from a distance, Tang Xin turned his eyes and looked at Jiang Ni. After a while, he sighed:

"The construction of Chaochunlou Temple in Changmen has cost countless amazing costs. Master Yu is also optimistic about your future and regards you as the lord of Baoqi Town Ling Kiln, and cultivate it with all his efforts!"

"Oh, why do you have to cut off your foundation for a promise?"

"It is not indispensable for people to observe. I advise you to stay in Chaochun Tower and be safe and sound with the altar. The future is long and near!"

Jiang Ni shook his head and said:

"Master, I understand the truth. But if I am ungrateful, what kind of great way can I cultivate? What kind of future will I seek for?"

"I am ashamed of being lacking, how can I be harmonious?"

Tang Xin also knew how kind of mentality his disciple was. Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, he sighed:

"I can't tell you, after all, the future choice is your fate."

"If you insist on doing this, we will consider how to avoid more losses."

Jiang Ni smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Master, for your fulfillment!"

......

......

Chen Fusheng returns to Baoqi Town.

I found a wine shop near Yanlong Lane and had supper in a hurry.

Then I bought incense, candles and paper money.

Taking advantage of the night, I quietly returned to the old Jiang family house.

He followed the courtesy of his younger generation and sincerely worshiped in front of the grave.

After Jiang Ni made preparations, he came to Jiang’s house and buried the old Taoist priest’s soul.

So there is no need to disturb the dead body of the old couple Jiang and his wife.

Chen Fusheng briefly repaired the tomb, which was considered as apologizing for the previous offense.

After everything was right, it was already late at night and the moon was hanging high.

In late autumn, the night is cold and the evening breeze passes by.

There was a rustling sound echoing within the broken tiles of Jiang's house.

The dark moonlight shines, and the old house is deserted and desolate.

Chen Fusheng sat on a broken beam that was about to rot.

I held a can of newly bought wine in my hand, siping it in small sips, and my thoughts were sensational.

"Do you want to tell the master everything that happened?"

Chen Fusheng was a little hesitant.

Concealing it is because I am worried that the master will not be able to stand the blow.

After all, the old Taoist priest's remnant soul gradually declined and there was not much time left. Chen Fusheng was not sure whether his master could bear it. He was not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of it.

But after thinking about it, Jiang Ni is likely to come now.

Then this matter will eventually be known to the master.

"Communicate in advance so that the master would know about this before... so as not to be buried in the soil, and then suddenly realize what bad situations will occur..."

Chen Fusheng weighed the pros and cons of the two sides, but decided to tell his master.

He made a decision and immediately took out the sealed jar from his backpack and placed it in front of him. He then raised the hexagram banner, then took a deep breath, and tapped the talisman on the banner pole three times.

"Master!"

After a moment, the old voice that had begun to intermittently echoed in Chen Fusheng's ears:

"Fusheng...have you found the Jiang family's old house..."

Chen Fusheng heard that his master's voice was much weaker, and he couldn't help but feel sad and whispered:

"Fortunately, I am not humiliated! Master, I am already in the old house and have recently performed a sacrifice to let Master fall into peace earlier!"

"Okay...good...the fallen leaves return to their roots, and I am willing to get it..."

Jiang Botong sighed.

Chen Fusheng immediately saluted respectfully:

"Master, there are some things that my disciple wants to tell you..."

"Well, you said... listen to me..."

Chen Fusheng calmed down and said in a slow tone that the disaster happened in the Jiang family's old house. He just said it a little vaguely and not so miserable and bloody.

After saying that, Chen Fusheng was nervous and waited for his master's reply.

But after a while, I still couldn't hear anything.

He couldn't help but feel a little panicked and quickly asked, "Master! Master?"

Jiang Botong sighed quietly, finally spoke, and said in an aging tone:

"well......"

"Actually, I had known about this family-killing disaster..."

"Ah?" Chen Fusheng was surprised.

"Crazy, my teacher is the authentic Taoist sect Penglai. I was 17 years old and I have been practicing storms for more than 40 years. I have been divining the Taoist sect... My blood relatives are all extinct... How could I have no idea..."

When Chen Fusheng heard this, he thought about it again and made sense.

Although Taoist practitioners cannot divine themselves, Jiang Botong is in a distant place and has never returned home, so he will inevitably have the thought of homesickness.

It is not particularly difficult to just give a divination for your parents and relatives and ask for peace.

The old Taoist priest said intermittently:

"More than a year ago, I happened to pass by near Wuzhou and wanted to divine a divination. The result... Alas, I just had important things at that time and could not return to my hometown to inspect... It's too late to regret it now..."

"After the death of my teacher, I was eager to bring your soul back home, and I also wanted to know whether the hexagram was fulfilled... Now I know it, and it really came true..."

Chen Fusheng was silent and didn't know how to comfort him.

"This person has left... Life is here, so don't think too much... After you bury your teacher, you can also pay attention to my wish..."
To be continued...