Yet, he was determined; he wouldn't relocate the dojo until he reached the realm of a human master!
"Pfft~~~"
The reason stemmed from a time when his ghost-catching abilities were lacking, earning him a scolding from Uncle Ninth. His pride got the better of him, leading to this decision.
Upon learning the truth, Xu Yan burst into laughter, causing Master Four Eyes to blow his whiskers and glare fiercely.
Indeed, like father, like son! How infuriating!!!
Fortunately, these matters wouldn't affect the brotherly bond between Master Four Eyes and Uncle Ninth. Though it seemed like a spat, it was actually a race to catch up. Xu Yan didn't dare comment much on the elders' affairs.
"Sigh, you've learned these bad habits from your master. You won't even drive corpses. You guys." he sighed.
Traveling during the night and hiding during the day was arduous, with each night's journey covering only a short distance. It took five full days to travel from Renjia Town to Master Four Eyes' dojo. On the way, Master Four Eyes asked Xu Yan to take over, allowing himself some rest.
However, Xu Yan declined, saying he couldn't do it, instantly making Master Four Eyes furious.
Xu Yan wondered if uncle would do something funny like in the movies, or encounter a fox spirit trying to steal corpses.
Driving corpses was out of the question; he'd never do it in this lifetime. Catching ghosts and slaying zombies were his only options.
While other Taoists might happily accept such tasks, Xu Yan had no interest in driving corpses, even if it was lucrative.
He preferred a poorer life rather than engaging in such practices.
"Great place!!"
Five days later, the two arrived at the dojo with their goods. Xu Yan stood in the valley, surveying the surroundings. He felt that the natural qi here was much richer than in Renjia Town. If he practiced here for a long time, the results would definitely be better.
Unfortunately, Xu Yan wouldn't choose such a place. His cultivation mainly relied on his golden finger, not natural qi.
What?! Cultivate hard even with a golden finger? What's the use of the golden finger then? Boredom?
Xu Yan despised those who relied on their golden fingers but claimed they were naturally talented cultivators.
Why pretend?
Without a golden finger, who knows if you're just a nobody, a loser, trying to cultivate on your own.
"Exactly." Master Four Eyes boasted, lifting his head high. "You should see who chose this auspicious spot. How about staying here with Uncle for a while?"
"......"
Seeing Xu Yan remain silent, Master Four Eyes could only sigh and continue their journey with the goods.
Two wooden houses, a small courtyard with chickens, ducks, geese, and wild boars running around—living here was quite poetic. It was a pity Xu Yan would never choose such a place.
"Jiale!! Jiale!!"
Returning to the dojo, Master Four Eyes transformed into a wild character, casually tossing his Taoist robe onto the ground. If this were at the Yizhuang, Uncle Ninth would surely scold him.
He pounded on the door and shouted loudly, but received no response.
"Swish."
With a stretch of his hands, he tore through the white paper on the door and opened it. Master Four Eyes' roughness made Xu Yan sweat, but what was the use of such a door?
It only served to block the wind.
Not just the door, but even the windows were of this standard.
"You lazy good-for-nothing! Your master asked you to keep watch, and you're having good dreams!"
Opening the door, he found his apprentice Jiale still sleeping soundly, oblivious to his voice. Master Four Eyes felt embarrassed.
He picked up a stick and beat Jiale severely, making Xu Yan's eyelids flicker.
Even more violent than Uncle Ninth!!
Perhaps because Xu Yan was there, the embarrassing scene from the movie didn't happen—teasing the apprentice and getting beaten up by a pile of goods.
"What little thief, dares to attack your grandpa?!"
Jiale was dreaming peacefully when he suddenly got attacked. Instinctively, he jumped up, punched out, and shouted his line without forgetting.
Oh my!!
Xu Yan stepped back to avoid getting caught in the crossfire. These two were ruthless, one wielding a stick, the other punching and kicking at each other's faces and groin.
"Owww!!!"
With a loud cry, Master Four Eyes clamped his legs together and fell to the ground, having been kicked in the groin by his apprentice. Xu Yan felt the pain just watching, imagining the chill under his own groin.
Like Qiusheng, Jiale was muscular, physically capable, but hopeless with magic, knowing nothing at all.
"Who are you?!"
After punching the attacker and delivering a groin kick, Jiale finally noticed Xu Yan standing aside.
Raising his hand to pat his forehead, Xu Yan pointed at Master Four Eyes on the ground and said, "I think you should calm uncle down first, senior brother."
"Senior brother?!" Hearing Xu Yan's address, Jiale was curious about which uncle's disciple Xu Yan was. But Xu Yan's words made his face stiffen, freezing him in place.
The person I just beat was my master?!
"Ouch You wicked apprentice!!"
Master Four Eyes, with a bloody nose and a swollen face, covered his groin and stood up. Xu Yan burst into laughter. It wasn't that he was unkind, but Master Four Eyes' appearance was too comical.
"Master... I'm sorry." Jiale couldn't laugh; his voice was tinged with tears. He felt doomed, having not only punched his master's face but also kicked his master's groin. This was the end.
It took Master Four Eyes a while to regain his composure. He wiped his nose, tossed away the cloth, and grabbed Jiale's ear, sneering, "You're quite something, Jiale. Your master is a thief, and you're the grandpa?"
"Master... I'm sorry."
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