He was afraid that his son's heart was too strong in the world, so he quit after being a Taoist priest for a few days, and the retribution was even heavier.

"Son, after you go, you must be dedicated to the truth. If you don't listen to your master, you, mom, I... it's meaningless to be alive..." his mother said again.

In order to prevent Meng Ji from remorseing, they have done their best.

Meng Jifang was driven out like this.

A package with two old clothes inside.

The Master Apprentice Silver had already given to Master Mo. From now on, the Master kept food and accommodation, so his parents didn’t give him any food!

Too cruel!

His heavy body walked towards the Prince's Mansion step by step. When he arrived, it was dark.

After entering, I didn't see Mo Chusheng. What I saw was the old man Mo Lingzi and Xie Qiao. There was a portrait in the middle, which was a while ago.

Xie Qiao...

I haven't seen her for a long time.

Recently he also heard that she was dying and was exhausted. But he was busy with his own affairs and didn't have time to think about sympathizing with this unlucky girl.

But it seems a little different from the rumors.

Her face turned white and her teeth looked very energetic.

"This is a portrait of the ancestor. Kneel down and kowtow to burn incense." Xie Qiao said.

Meng Jifang was a little stunned, but didn't ask much. After all, burning incense to the ancestor is not a special thing, and there is nothing to worry about, so he immediately knelt down and honestly followed the rules.

"It's time to serve tea now." Xie Qiao said again.

Two cups of tea.

No need to guess, one cup is from Mo Lingzi and the other cup is from Xie Qiao.

Xie Qiao is a lay disciple of Mo Lingzi. He knew about this, so he was not surprised. He thought that he was a junior student after all, and he was considered a fellow disciple of Xie Qiao, so it was also appropriate to worship tea.

He did it honestly again.

He didn't say much, and his contradictory mentality made him not open his mouth and shout "Senior Sister" to Xie Qiao.

"Where is my master? Do I have to offer tea to my master?" Meng Jifang asked.

Xie Qiao coughed dryly: "I'm fine."

"!!!" Meng Jifang was stunned, "What do you mean? I worship Mo Chusheng as my master, not you? This is a fair and shorter generation, that's impossible!"

"It's Mo Chusheng for your master." Xie Qiao looked calm, "This is your master Mo Lingzi. This sect is usually a single lineage, a registered disciple, and usually only teaches some ordinary Taoist scriptures. You are a disciple who enters the house."

That is, the descendant of the next generation of Shuiyue Temple.

"..." No, he is not.

It must be something wrong.

Is she Mo Chusheng?

That's impossible, she can't be Mo Chusheng.

"You, you... are less than ten years old, Mo Chusheng has already..." His mouth was dry and his eyes were shocked.

Xie Qiao looked calm, "Silly apprentice, just be simple and disguised? What's so shocking about this? If you can learn all the skills of being a teacher in a few years, it's enough to become a teacher. At that time, you have to draw yourself older, so it's so convenient to act?"

"There are so many misunderstandings about our careers. I just think that the older you are, the more powerful you are, and you have to do it as a teacher. I hope you understand. Now that you have entered the door, it is difficult to repent. If you want to betray your master, um..." Xie Qiao thought about it, tilted his head and asked Mo Lingzi, "Is it a serious crime to betray your master?"

"Yes, the disciples who entered the house are not registered disciples. If they rebel against their masters, they would not dare to accept other Taoist temples. If they accept others, they would be unable to get along with me, Shuiyue Temple." Mo Lingzi nodded.

"..." Meng Jifang felt a little dizzy.

"And, since you have become a disciple, the cause and effect have been fulfilled, and now you have to regret it... Maybe you will repay it as a cow or a horse in your next life." It's purely scare.
Chapter completed!