Left hand charm!Right hand sword!The little ancestor came down the mountain and got out of the way!

Chapter 150 Master’s Big Melon

"Lingyun Taoist Temple is now passed on to you, are you willing to take over?" Taoist Master Xuanling asked again angrily when he saw that his eldest disciple had not answered.

Qing Yi said helplessly, "Master, there are just a few of us, should we be the masters of the temple or not? Is there any difference?"

"Everything you have taken care of over the years has been mine."

When Taoist Master Xuanling heard this, he became unhappy and sat up directly. "You don't need to change the subject. Just ask whether you want to do it or not. If you don't want to do it, then let Mu Mu do it."

Su Mumu was eating the melon well, but why suddenly it was her turn. She raised her head blankly, "If I am the master of the temple, do you feel relieved?"

She can do it!

If she asked the master and senior brother not to quarrel, she would have no problem and let the eighth senior brother go back and take care of it. She would provide the money to renovate the Taoist temple, otherwise there would be no place for the children to play.

She is just a child, and of course she has to do child-like things.

"I'll do it." Qingyi saw that his master didn't follow martial ethics and dragged his junior sister in. What else could he say?

"Okay, you have the final say on Qing Shi's affairs. I think it's good to let her go to the fiefdom and stay away from the disputes." Taoist priest Xuanling immediately returned to normal, wiped away the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth, and continued to cook.

Qing Yi looked at him and said, "Master, you need to take medicine."

Taoist priest Xuanling wanted to blow his beard and stare, but he didn't have a beard and could only stare, "What medicine should I take? I'm very good. I can take care of my body by myself."

Su Mumu stared at the master's panic, "Master, are you afraid of taking bitter medicine?"

"Children, what are you talking about? You don't have to worry about my teacher's injury. I just want to wait for my beard to grow out. Now the master of the temple is your senior brother. From now on, everything in the palace will be his fault. Let's just say that I am in retreat. Practice." Taoist Master Xuanling said nonchalantly.

If you don't drink medicine, the injury will heal more slowly. Anyway, with Mu Mu's elixir, there will be no hidden injuries.

"I am the master of the temple. Master, you must drink the medicine. Mumu, you can prescribe the medicine without adding licorice. Master likes the original taste." Qing Yi ordered lightly.

Taoist priest Xuanling said with a long face, "I am your master."

"I know."

"I am hurt because of you."

"I know."

"Then you still force me to take medicine."

"My disciple, it's for your own good. If you don't want to, just go back and guard the Taoist temple, stay in seclusion for three to five years, and then come down the mountain when Master becomes a master." Qing Yi took out his trump card.

Taoist Master Xuanling immediately lowered his head and acquiesced. This great disciple was full of rebellion, and he would be driven back if he was forced to do so.

He is really a pitiful and weak master and a traitor.

Su Mumu couldn't help but laugh when she saw that her senior brother was handling her master so easily, "Senior brother, you are the master of the temple, so what do I need to do?"

"The emperor said that there are many unused copies. You give them to Uncle Lei, and you can pay more attention to his situation."

"Your main mission is to recognize your father. Do you want to hold another recognition party? Uncle Lei will officially become your godfather." Qing Yi was most concerned about the younger junior sister's mission.

Su Mumu nodded, "Okay, I'll go back and tell him."

"Where are those original copies?"

Qing Yi called Fei Liu and asked him to tidy it up, and Mu Mu would take it with him when he went back later.

Su Mumu looked at her master and senior brother and suddenly asked, "If I recognize nine fathers enough, my fate will be changed. I will meet my parents in real life, not in a dream."

"Yes!" Taoist Master Xuanling covered his mouth after speaking. What should I do?
He looked at his eldest disciple for help, and he said it smoothly.

He didn't expect his precious apprentice to suddenly ask this question, and he didn't feel defensive at all. "Mu Mu, don't think so much. In the end, your family of three will definitely be reunited." Qing Yi gently touched her little head, and the truth was very close.

The little junior sister has always been so smart, just like her mother.

"Elder brother, what should you do? I only have one mother, which is not enough. How about I go get a few more mothers and share one with you." Su Mumu considered this idea very seriously.

Qing Yi shook his head, "I just want to look after you, you don't have to think about me."

"That won't work. You are more important than my father and mother who I have never met. Of course I miss you. How about you wait and wait until I grow up to marry you." Su Mumu thought about this possibility.

"Cough cough!"

"Ahem!" Taoist Master Xuanling almost choked to death, "Mu Mu! You are a teacher who is scared to death. Who taught you to say this?"

Qing Yi also frowned, "Little junior sister, you can't say anything like this anymore. You are still young and don't understand these things at all."

Su Mumu curled her lips, "Why are you so nervous? There are many things written in the playbook."

"Who gave you the playbook? Is it Lei Bao?" Qing Yi was calling Uncle Lei just now, but now he directly became Lei Bao.

It seemed like he was really angry!

My good little junior sister, you have been led astray.

"Daddy Lei didn't give it to me, so I read it myself. Moreover, both the banker and the Shen family have playbooks. Not only are there senior brothers and sisters, but there are also vixens and scholars, princesses and champion princes."

"The most hateful thing is that the No. [-] scholar abandons his poor wife just to marry the princess. This is called ungratefulness." When Su Mumu mentioned this, she clenched her fists and was very unhappy.

Qing Yi took a deep breath and said, "Don't look at these story books or drama books anymore. I'll collect some good ones for you."

If it really didn't work, he would find someone to write it. He couldn't let his junior sister be poisoned by these books.

"Okay! Then I won't read it or say anything. Senior brother, do you want to die alone?" Su Mumu couldn't help but ask.

"I am devoted to the Tao and have decided not to marry for the rest of my life, just like Master." It was not difficult for Qing Yi to make this decision at all.

Because it is not his first life, he does not deny that he has that person in his heart, but it does not mean that he must have him.

"My master is different from you. Don't push me around casually. I'm waiting for the senior sister. As long as she is willing, I will get married at any time." Taoist priest Xuanling waved his hands repeatedly, he was different.

Su Mumu's eyes widened, this was a fresh big melon.

"Then what will my future master's wife look like? Where is she? My senior brother and I will go propose marriage to you." She grabbed her master's arm. At her age, she didn't hurry up.

Taoist priest Xuanling habitually touched his beard. Without a beard, he could only pinch his chin. "She has not come out of seclusion. We agreed to practice first."

"Which mountain? Have you visited it? If the future master's wife comes out and doesn't see you waiting, and turns around to marry someone else, you won't have tears even if you want to." Su Mumu felt that the master was too stupid.

"She doesn't know how. She got hurt when I took a slap in the face. So she has been in seclusion. I went to see her." Taoist priest Xuan Ling felt a little unnatural.

Qing Yi pointed it out directly, "That's her grave. Master went to burn incense."

Living in a dream is better than facing reality.

"Qing Yi, you rebellious disciple, she is in retreat, retreat..." Taoist priest Xuanling chased Qing Yi.

Maybe he was injured and didn't catch up with Qingyi at all.

Qing Yi deliberately stopped to wait, and Taoist Master Xuanling's dust hit him on the back.

(End of this chapter)