Chapter 6 Trouble is coming

"Brother, if I'm right, you should be a Taoist priest, and you are still a Taoist priest."

The emotionless voice sounded from the bottom of Zhou Ze's heart again. It must be that the "Taoist Primordial Spirit" also sneered at Zhou Ze's words just now.

He is obviously a Taoist priest who relies on fortune telling, but he is saying that he believes in science and there are no ghosts and gods.

"ah!"

Zhou Ze was startled again. After calling him for a long time, he slowly said, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"I am the Taoist Primordial Spirit!"

"Taoist temple...does it still have a soul?!" Zhou Ze obviously didn't believe it.

"Then you think you can summon the silver needle out of thin air from the Taoist temple. Are you lying? And that old hen fell from the sky?"

"That's true." Zhou Ze nodded, trying to convince himself that this Taoist spirit was real.

"Then what do you mean by the fact that the Taoist temple was broken just now and can only exist as a space now?" Zhou Ze thought: "Could it be that if I repair the Taoist temple, you can also bring many functions to me?"

"That's natural." The Taoist Primordial Spirit confirmed Zhou Ze's words and continued: "Also, from now on, call me Taoist Master, got it? Brat."

"I understand, Master Dao."

Zhou Ze agreed and ran towards the old street excitedly. With the presence of the Taoist Taoist Spirit "Master Tao", his money for repairing the Taoist temple will naturally increase faster and faster.

When that smelly old master comes back, I must give him a surprise!

Although Zhou Ze cursed his master, he was still extremely grateful in his heart. After all, when Zhou Ze didn't want to be arranged by his family, his master still took care of him and let him do what he liked.

In the past ten years, he helped Zhou Ze finish studying at a less famous but comfortable university.

Whenever Zhou Ze stayed in the Taoist temple during holidays, Master would also curiously ask Zhou Ze why he seemed to be living without ideals. Zhou Ze only said perfunctorily:

"He is happy being a salted fish!"

But now, Zhou Ze seems to have his own goal inexplicably.

Returning to the familiar street, Zhou Ze's mind moved and he pulled out a big piece of cloth. It was the sign he had just written today.

"The master of Qingfeng Temple comes down the mountain and pays 800 yuan per hexagram. You are not allowed to give up the money!"

Start working hard to make money.

When Zhou Ze rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work harder, a man with a gloomy expression sat down next to him.

"Hu Su'an?" Zhou Ze saw the person clearly and said hello in a friendly manner: "When the urban management came, you ran very fast!"

Hu Su'an blew his beard and glared: "You brat, don't talk about me in a weird way here. We are not familiar with each other. Who am I to remind you that the city management is coming?"

"That's true, but Hu Su'an, I just calculated that you will be in trouble soon." Zhou Ze continued to speak.

Hu Su'an did not refute Zhou Ze this time. Instead, he sighed: "You don't need to count to know that I am in trouble... My senior brother has gone down the mountain..."

"What's the trouble?" Zhou Ze picked up a copper coin and tossed it casually, his face suddenly changed!

Hu Suan looked at the copper coins that fell on the ground and couldn't help but smile: "But now it seems that your troubles are bigger than mine."

"I need you to remind me." Zhou Ze said angrily.

Why is it so difficult for me to go down the mountain this time? It seems that before going out in the future, you must first make a divination for yourself.

"Hello!"

A harsh voice sounded: "You brat, you really don't want to run away!"

Zhou Ze raised his eyes and saw that it was the man who asked about business but was hit on the head by a flower pot.

Only this time, they were followed by a man wearing a black Taoist robe with an immortal spirit.

The man had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a goatee hanging under his nostrils. Zhou Ze knew that he was in trouble!

"Senior brother..." Hu Su'an beside him spoke first and bowed respectfully to the Taoist priest.

"Hmph!" The Taoist priest also spoke, but his voice was a bit sharp, probably due to an old injury in his throat: "I, Bianren, don't have a junior brother like you who is not good at learning!"

"Senior Brother Bianren..." Zhou Ze couldn't help laughing when he saw Hu Suan's trembling tone. It seemed that this was Hu Suan's trouble.

Hu Suan must be very afraid of his senior brother.

"It's all his fault!" Hu Su'an thought of something and pointed at Zhou Ze: "He deliberately stole my business and was jealous of my business, so he deliberately put money on this financial owner's head!"

Zhou Ze made a sound and looked at Hu Suan with disdain.

A Taoist priest of this level can only use this method to regain his face.

"That's right!" The man became reluctant at this moment. The bandage wrapped around his head made his words more convincing: "Everyone come here to comment. I didn't hear him go to the street to buy water, so he deliberately used small tricks. Let me get hit by a flower pot!”

"It's him!" Someone in the onlookers recognized Zhou Ze: "Isn't he the young man who acted with the urban management and the anchor! In order to win other people's attention, he even said nonsense about acupuncture to treat dysmenorrhea!"

"I said you guys are not free." Zhou Ze was angry at the crowd who had just watched, and immediately attracted a burst of abuse.

"Hey, you said you are the master of Qingfeng Taoist Temple?" Bianren spoke.

Zhou Ze's face was expressionless: "So what."

"I am the eldest disciple of Taoist Priest Gao Chen. I wonder if I can compete with you?" Bianren said seriously.

"Senior brother, how can you compete with him with your status?" Hu Su'an said from the side.

At this moment, the man raised his head and looked at Zhou Ze with disdain: "Little liar, I didn't expect that I could find a Taoist priest with such a famous name! Your little trick of deceiving people is useless! If you are wise, hurry up and get the medicine Pay me the fees!"

After stating the purpose of his trip, the man spoke to the crowd around him: "Come and see, everyone! When this little liar meets a real Taoist priest, will you pee your pants in fear?"

"Hahaha!" came a burst of laughter.

But then, there was a familiar voice to Zhou Ze: "Hey buddy, they are all laughing at you, why don't you give it a try? Wasn't it awesome when you criticized others just now?"

Zhou Ze looked around and felt dizzy.

Lin Zhaoxue! Why is she here?

Little did they know that Lin Zhaoxue came to the old street specifically to purchase new medicinal materials, and happened to encounter Zhou Ze's accident. With her bold personality, she had no choice but to join in the fun.

Lin Zhaoxue, who had never seen Zhou Ze's face, naturally did not recognize Zhou Ze, but these words reminded Zhou Ze.

"It's okay to compete, but are you qualified to compete with me?" Zhou Ze looked at Bianren and said.

After saying this sentence, the people around him immediately sneered.

"Little liar, you are still asking whether the Taoist priest is qualified. I think you are just trying to pretend to be fat by swollen your face!"

Bianren had a calm face and looked at Zhou Ze with a smile: "Lei Fengheng, a member of the Fenghuo family, suffered a bloody disaster on his head."

As soon as this statement came out, the people around him were confused and did not understand what it meant.

Only Zhou Ze's face gradually became serious, and he slowly stood up and said, "I wonder what Taoist Master Bian is competing for?"