After being blasted out of the room by this old Taoist priest who was quicker than flipping through a book and who was extremely good at not admitting his faults, I suddenly felt much better.

I found that the reason why I was so confused about what happened between Jiang Yao and that person was probably because I was isolated by them after returning to Zhenwu Temple. Their behavior seriously hurt my young and immature mind, which led to my

My emotions became extremely sensitive, and if I didn't listen to the old man scolding me for three days, I would feel uncomfortable all over, so depression became a matter of course.

Yes, that's it.

After walking back to the room under the moonlight, I had completely calmed down. Even though the string of wind chimes was hanging next to my head, I no longer had the feeling that I didn't dare to look at it directly. I even held it in my hand.

He rubbed and played with it in his hands, just like before.

That night, I sat alone by the window until early morning.

Brother Yaozi and Lao Bai on the opposite side had already gotten up. Water vapor and oil smoke were mixed together on the kitchen window and drifted out, giving this Taoist temple standing in the mountains an air of human fireworks.

I decided to have breakfast with them today.

He lowered his head and glanced at the wind chime that he had been rubbing in his hands all night. Moistened by the sweat in his palms, it had a gentle metallic luster.

After hesitating for a moment, I finally said softly: "I have been thinking about it all night, and I actually have a lot to say to you, but when it comes to my mouth, I don't know what to say.

Maybe I should be blamed for being too dull?

However, dullness is not a good thing.

Lao Bai said that I was worse than an animal that night. If I could tell a lie against my will, the result might be different.

Oh, this old scumbag, how could he know that you and I are in the same spirit and have the same mind? You understand me better than I understand myself. How could you not tell whether I lied or not?

If I really lie, I'm afraid you will really hate me.

The truth hurts more than lies, but the wounds are on the flesh and can be healed without medicine. Lies are more pleasant to hear than the truth, but they hurt so much that gods cannot save them.

I may not know what I am thinking. After all, I am a dull person. Even if it is a very simple thing, it always takes me a long time to think clearly. Even if it is a very simple essential, I

It always takes practice many times to master it, but there is one thing I know clearly about you - compared to you walking away and never having contact with me forever, I would rather you get angry and throw everything away.

I was beaten to death.

Therefore, I refuse to lie. If you ask me again, I will still give the same answer. If you feel uncomfortable, then beat me again."

After finishing speaking, I paused and saw that there was no response from the wind chime. I hesitated and then said: "Silence is a type of cold violence. Cold violence is bad. Compared with armed confrontation, cold violence is more harmful.

It is an extreme torture to the spirit and psychology of the victim, which will cause the victim's spirit to be traumatized and his personal dignity to be greatly insulted. Many victims have been in pain for a long time, and some have even lost the courage to live and are heading towards the end of the world.

Dead end..."

"roll!"

"okay!!"

After getting Chang Yao's response, I immediately got up and went to have breakfast.

…

After many days, today, we, Wei Jingzhe, have finally regained our status again!!

When I stepped into the kitchen, I saw Lao Bai occupying my usual position shamelessly and with a flattering look on his face, just like my master. I immediately went up to him and kicked him in the butt without saying anything.

In my eyes, I drove away Lao Bai, smiled and sat down next to my master. After asking my master what he wanted to eat, I immediately went to serve my master a meal.

Just by looking at my master's expression, you can tell that being served by this closed disciple is indeed more useful to him than being served by a big pig like Lao Bai.

In Zhenwu Temple, if my master doesn't nod, who dares to criticize me?

So, I had a very comfortable breakfast. At least no one would hit me indiscriminately just because I burped something that smelled like chives.

However, Brother Yaozi and the others looked at my master with a different look. It was a look of resentment, as if they had been betrayed. Zhang Xinya, on the other hand, intentionally or unintentionally, always discussed her mother's affairs with my master, muttering for a long time.

She wasn't going home anymore, and she didn't know if her mother missed her, or whether she would often worry about her niece living with her uncle, not having enough to eat, not having enough clothes to wear, and being angry. The main thing was that she was being angry. She mentioned it several times, and she seemed to want to use her mother to

, to awaken my master's memories of family affection, it is best to remember the fact that she, Zhang Xinya, is my master's niece, and not to let some cats and dogs that are not there affect their family affection.

My master, on the other hand, looked unfeeling. No matter what she said, she always said yes. Finally, she put down her chopsticks and said, if she really misses her mother, she might as well not spend this year at the Zhenwu Temple and go home to be with her.

It would be nice to reunite with her mother...

Zhang Xinya felt like she was struck by lightning on the spot, and she became a little absent-minded during the rest of the meal. She always muttered one sentence repeatedly: "You can't do this, you can't do this, you are my uncle..."

I finished breakfast in a very happy mood. After the meal, I was going to invite Lao Bai to have a chat. Lao Bai felt that I had insulted him. I just kicked him and actually wanted to chat with him again. Lao Bai took advantage of him.

What do you think? Doesn’t he, Lao Bai, have no face? I only said two words, Hai Gang, and Lao Bai immediately followed me.

I spent the whole morning asking him for advice.

Facts have proved that an old scumbag always has many refreshing opinions.

After absorbing enough nutrients, I just looked at each other in disgust. I patted my butt and left, while Lao Bai earnestly told me from behind not to forget what I promised him.

Brother Yaozi and the others are more resentful than I thought.

Although I have obtained my master's forgiveness, they no longer touch me if they disagree with me, but it seems that it has become their tacit understanding to ignore me.

So, I would always walk past them from time to time, trying to attract their attention, but no matter how I talked to them, they regarded me as nothing.

When I saw that Wushuang could pick up the apple hanging on the ground and eat it without changing his expression, but was unwilling to drink the mineral water I handed him, I realized that they might not calm down in a short time.

If people don't pay attention to me, then ghosts will always pay attention to me, right?

So I decided to go and talk to Wan Niang'er first. If Wan Niang'er was willing to say a few nice words for me, considering the debt Brother Yaozi and Zhang Xinya felt towards Wan Niang'er, I expected that they would put down their anger towards me.

As for Wan Niang'er, after thinking about it, I felt that I had never arranged her, or even dreamed about her in my dreams.

However... when I actually found Wan Niang'er, I realized how naive and ridiculous I was, and I had once again overestimated that old ghost's integrity...

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(Third update, today is 8K+, two big chapters, one normal chapter, the number of words is the usual four updates. I’ll stop here today. I’ll rest and make sure I won’t have diarrhea tomorrow. Well... if nothing happens tomorrow, I will continue.
Chapter completed!