What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 1 The money-grubbing disciple and the defense-breaking master

"Disciple Jiang Qi reports to Master that today we have received a total of 420 six taels, one qian and eight cents of incense money from devotees."

"Today at noon, I went to Old Liu's Sesame Cake outside Erlang Temple to buy six big cakes. One pound of pork head meat should be paid two cents and four cents. However, the disciple brought out the name of Master. Old Liu was grateful for Master's kindness and only charged one cent. Eight points.”

"So far, today's incense money should be 420 six taels, of which 200 taels are the money given to the disciple by the second lady of Guo Yuan's family. It should not be included in the incense money, but the disciple's filial piety towards the master is still there. .”

In the Guanjiangkou Erlang Temple, Jiang Qiduan sat upright and kneeled in front of the statue of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, holding a ledger in his hand and reporting each item one by one.

"To sum up, today's incense money is divided in half between the disciple and the master. Each person has 210 and [-] taels. The disciple has signed and deposited it, and it is clearly placed on the account. I ask the master to review it."

After saying that, Jiang Qi turned over the account book, showed it to the statue, and then put it back in the small box at hand.

He looked up and saw that the statue sitting in the shrine still looked compassionate.

Master said nothing, seemingly acquiescing.

Jiang Qi nodded silently, stood up quickly, opened the merit box, stuck out his butt and took out his share of the dividends.

"boom!"

At some point, there was a big footprint on Jiang Qi's butt, and Jiang Qi was kicked into the merit box with a bang.

The merit box overturned, Jiang Qi turned over inside, and popped his head out in a daze.

I saw one more person in front of me.

He is a young man with a posture as tall as a green pine, about 27 or [-] years old. He wears a cloud crown, wears hydrating clothes, and has hemp shoes on his feet.

The young man is very handsome and heroic. There is a silver divine line between his eyebrows, which looks like a third eye.

However, the young man at this time had a dark face and was looking at the head in the merit box.

A delicate young man with fair features, aged fourteen or fifteen, wearing a bright red Taoist robe, with a hairpin hanging crookedly, and two or three naughty strands of hair sticking out in tangled branches.

He was obviously a lovable child, but Yang Jian found him distasteful no matter how he looked at him.

Probably because during his period of seclusion, this bastard burned incense and prayed to his statue every day.

If it's business, or simply respecting the teacher, forget it, but this brat talks about dividing accounts every day!
The good Erlang Temple, a holy place in the hearts of the people in Guanjiangkou, was full of copper odor caused by this scoundrel.

"Master, are you out of seclusion?"

Jiang Qi blinked his big eyes and stood up from the merit box with a banknote hanging on his head.

He cupped his hands in front of Yang Jian and said, "Congratulations, Master, on your release from seclusion. Your cultivation has made great progress. Master, your merits are immeasurable!"

"Ha ha."

Yang Jian just sneered and said, "If my teacher doesn't come out of isolation, I'm afraid the richest man in Guanjiangkou will be replaced, right?"

"Master, where did the words come from?"

Jiang Qi scratched his head in confusion and said, "If you are referring to the disciple, you have really wronged the disciple."

"Guo Yuan, the richest man in Guanjiangkou, has a savings of 350 taels in his family."

"In the past ten years, my disciple has only saved thirty-six thousand six hundred and fourty-two dollars."

"Not even close, not even close."

Yang Jian's face darkened again when he heard that. Even if his head was broken, he jumped up and scolded: "Traitor, do you really think that I am praising you as a teacher? We who are cultivators of Taoism should be pure in heart and have few desires. How can we be like you? Like, you are talking about A Duwu in front of the sky?"

"Also, how do you know how much savings Guo Yuan's wife has?"

Jiang Qi covered his forehead and muttered: "The second young lady of his family said that. That girl is naive and will say whatever she asks."

"The villain!"

When Yang Jian heard this, his face turned darker and he said, "You actually went to hook up with a woman?!"

As the water god, rain god, mountain god, rice god, harvest god, and hunting god of Guanjiang estuary, it can be said that he takes care of all the people's livelihood in Guanjiang estuary. Yang Jian naturally understands the local people very well.

He also knew that the second young lady from Guo Yuan's wife's family was a child prodigy when it came to urination.

Stupid?

Are you afraid that you are just being silly in front of your disciple?
"The second young lady came here in a hurry. What does it have to do with me?"

Jiang Qi muttered unconvinced.

"Ugh"

Yang Jian sighed, silently took out a whip from his waist, and shook it open with a snap.

"Is this kind of thing a slap in the face?"

Jiang Qi didn't even listen to what the master said. After seeing the whip, he quickly hid behind the pillar.

Only one head stuck out and said: "Master, my disciple is at fault, but you are going too far with the mountain whip, right?"

"Ha ha."

Yang Jian just sneered, regretting that he had been in seclusion for ten years and did not devote more energy to keeping an eye on this evil disciple. "Second brother, what are you doing?"

The sudden warm voice made Yang Jian calm down immediately.

"Why is Third Sister coming out?"

Yang Jian turned around, the whip disappeared, and a friendly smile appeared on his face.

If the fairies outside saw it, they would probably scream on the spot.

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, who always speaks coldly to everyone he sees, actually has such a gentle side?
It's a pity that Yang Jian's tenderness is only aimed at a few people.

I saw a woman in a green dress coming out of the back hall. She was as beautiful as a lotus.

It is Yang Jian's biological sister, Yang Chan.

"Auntie, save me!"

Jiang Qidang shouted at the top of his lungs.

The smile on Yang Jian's face did not tighten, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Second brother."

Yang Chan knew what was going on at the first glance. After comforting her brother, she walked towards Jiang Qi, pulled him out from behind the pillar, gently combed the messy hair on Jiang Qi's forehead, and said without looking back: "Second brother, don't be angry. Although Qi'er has some cultivation, he is not an immortal like you and me. He is only 15 years old, which is the time when Mu Shaoai is young."

"Even if my second brother thinks it's inappropriate, he should be educated and taught, and he shouldn't be punished corporally. This is not the way of a Christian."

"Just pamper him."

Yang Jian sighed helplessly. He knew that Yang Chan had been staring at Jiang Qi during the period of seclusion.

Now that Jiang Qi is like this, he must be favored by Yang Chan.

"Second brother, Qi'er is now a lively and curious age, and wants to try everything."

Yang Chan looked at the young man who was getting better and better under his care with satisfaction. He turned around and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, it is better to be sparse than to block. If you don't let him experience and try on his own, how will he know what is right and wrong?"

"Even if I am wrong, don't you still have my second brother, your master, to back me up?"

"In my sister's mind, my second brother is omnipotent, let alone such a trivial matter."

After a series of beatings, coupled with admiration and flattery, Yang Jian was successfully relieved.

"However, Qi'er, you should also write down some things."

Yang Chan turned to Jiang Qi and said seriously: "It's not wrong to be curious about men and women, but you have to know, Qi'er, that you are destined to become an immortal in the future."

"The 15-year-old Yang Shen is only half a step away from being able to open the Heavenly Immortal Gate and become an immortal. Such qualifications are unique in heaven, and even immortality is not a problem."

"My aunt, the second young lady of the Guo family, has met her, but she has no cultivation qualifications. If you really admire Qi'er, ten or twenty years will be fine, but if it's fifty-six years, she looks old and her life is not long, but you are still the same He looks like a teenager."

"At that time, Qi'er, what should you do?"

"Auntie, I really don't have that idea."

Jiang Qi blinked helplessly.

"Nothing is fine."

Yang Chan smiled and nodded, and said: "You still have a long future. For such a handsome and charming young man, I don't know which fairy will take advantage of you in the future."

"The aunt said she couldn't bear to part with her."

Yang Chan said jokingly.

"If you can't bear it, just ask him to go to Huashan with you."

Yang Jian snorted and said: "This traitor is experienced in doing temple blessings, and he can also help you in Huashan."

"If the second brother is willing to let me go, my sister will definitely be willing to do it."

When Yang Chan heard this, he smiled unexpectedly.

Since Jiang Qi was raised by his two brothers and sister, he has not yet left Guanjiangkou. In name, the second brother is the one who said that this brat would be too embarrassing for him to go out under the name of Yang Jian.

But in fact, Yang Chan knew that Yang Jian was reluctant to let Jiang Qi out for training.

Speaking of doting, Yang Jian is the one who dotes on Jiang Qi the most.

Now, has the second brother finally made up his mind?
Yang Chan looked at Jiang Qi thoughtfully.

But Jiang Qi's eyes widened.

Auntie is going to Huashan?

Has the plot begun? !

(End of this chapter)