Quick Wear: The host is addicted to abusing scum and is cruel and brutal

When Xuanliang heard what his senior brother said, he always felt something was strange and he couldn't understand what was wrong with him.

But he had no choice but to go to Fu Qi. He always felt that everyone was hiding something from him.

After these days, the reputation of the Taoist temple has spread a little, and people have come here to visit.

Fu Qi is now proficient in fortune-telling, feng shui, Taoist medicine, and house-guarding. It always helps to have more skills.

Everyone who comes here gets satisfactory results. When they go back, word spreads from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred, and fame quickly spreads.

Several disciples are also diligent. Now that there are more pilgrims, they keep the Taoist temple clean on weekdays. Although it is a bit shabby, it is not shabby.

Naturally, Fu Qi now has to act like a master. The original owner was forty years old, but now after training, she looks like a girl in her early twenties.

Moreover, he looks like an immortal, ethereal and otherworldly. This is the most important reason why Fu Qi has convinced his disciples even without showing his strength in front of them.

The person who came to see Fu Qi that day was Old Madam Zhou, the mother of the landlord Zhou from the mountain. She was worried that her youngest daughter had not yet married, and this was also because her youngest daughter had a big red birthmark on her face.

At first glance, it's still a bit scary.

Old Madam Zhou has consulted many people, but no one has been able to remove the birthmark on her daughter's face. This makes her very anxious.

She heard that there was a temple called Linshan Temple that was very helpful, so she decided to give it a try and brought her daughter over, hoping that there might be a solution.

When Old Madam Zhou saw Fu Qi, she felt like she had met a master. The aura and demeanor he possessed was not something that ordinary people could possess.

She spent a lot of money on incense and offerings, just hoping that Fu Qi could cure her daughter's birthmark.

Fu Qi was looking at Miss Zhou's face. There was indeed a red birthmark, but it was not a big deal for her.

At this time, Xuanliang came hurriedly, without caring about others, and started shouting.

Fu Qi looked at his nonchalant expression and simply waved his sleeves. A gust of wind rushed towards Xuan Liang and blew him out of the door.

Then came a voice with intimidation, "If you don't know the rules, kneel at the door for two hours."

Then he looked at Madam Zhou and the other person and said calmly, "Sorry, I was reckless. Let's continue."

Old Madam Zhou and Miss Zhou were both shocked by Fu Qilu's move. She must be a fairy, otherwise how could she have such a skill.

The expressions on their faces became more respectful.

Fu Qi took out a bottle of medicine, "This is cream. Apply it on your face after washing your face before going to bed every day. The birthmark will disappear in three days."

After Fu Qi finished speaking, he waved his hand and asked the people to leave.

Then the clever fifth disciple Xuan Zhen hurriedly stepped forward with a smile, "Two kind people, follow me over here."

Miss Zhou held the porcelain bottle in her arms, not daring to relax at all.

The Taoist temple is so poor now, and if we meet wealthy and kind people, we will naturally ask them to donate more money for incense.

Without Xuanzhen asking for anything, Old Lady Zhou added another hundred taels of money for incense offerings, and said that she would come again to express her gratitude after her daughter was cured.

Then both of them hurried down the mountain.

Fu Qi ignored Xuan Liang who was kneeling outside and just went to receive other people who were destined to meet him.

Xuanliang knelt for a long time before he came back to his senses from the shock. He didn't even know how he was beaten, and then he was kneeling here, unable to move.

He was very depressed and had many questions he wanted to ask. He didn't know why his master treated him like this. He was somewhat annoyed because his master had been very good to him before.

But he couldn't even speak now, and could only kneel here obediently for two hours.

Fu Qi only receives three destined people a day, and her eldest disciple Xuan Huai is responsible for the selection.

These four disciples have now all entered the stage of refining Qi into their bodies, but their aptitudes do vary slightly. The eldest disciple Xuan Huai has slightly better aptitude.

When the Taoist temple becomes popular, she will have to accept more disciples.

After two hours, Fu Qi finally remembered Xuan Liang who was kneeling outside and released him from the immobilization spell.

Xuanliang fell to the ground. His feet were so numb that he had no feeling at all. If it lasted any longer, he felt that his legs would be broken. His master was truly cruel.

He rubbed his legs for a long time before walking in tremblingly.

The look he gave Fu Qi was filled with resentment.

The original owner was disappointed with this disciple.

After all, after so many years, how could there be no feelings? But he betrayed their Taoist temple for a woman.

"Why do you come to see me?"

The cold and emotionless voice shocked Xuanliang slightly. He then realized that the look in his master's eyes when he looked at him was no longer as kind as before.

Now his face was expressionless, as if he was looking at an unimportant person.

When this thought came to his mind, he felt an inexplicable tightness in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Master, I noticed that the Taoist temple seemed different from usual. There were many more pilgrims, so I wanted to ask what happened?" Xuanliang spoke cautiously.

"Since Linshan Temple is a Taoist temple, isn't it normal to have pilgrims? Is this why you came to me?" Fu Qi glanced at him, feeling only irony.

Xuanliang saw that his master seemed unhappy, and he didn't dare to yell at him like he did last time.

He naturally noticed that his master was different from before.

Is this the result of her retreat?

And that palm that just hit me from the air, and made me kneel there unable to move, if it wasn't a magic, how to explain it?

Could it be that the master really has real skills?

"Master, how did you do that palm strike just now?" Xuanliang asked.

"What have you been doing these days?" Fu Qi did not answer his question but asked back directly.

Xuanliang thought of his master’s angry look before, but he also felt that he was a man, so he protected Jiang Xinrou.

"Master, Miss Jiang is a weak woman. I am helping her only out of kindness. Otherwise, her body would not be able to bear it."

"Oh, you dare to say that you don't have any improper thoughts about her? You clearly know that she is the wife of the Marquis, do you still want to offend the Marquis and let the entire Taoist temple be buried with you?" Fu Qi looked at Xuan Liang sharply, not giving him any chance to quibble.

When Fu Qi came over, he had already been warned by the male protagonist. Although he said on the surface that people from the Taoist temple were not allowed to help, in fact he was warning Xuan Liang not to have any inappropriate thoughts.

Fu Qi asked this question because he wanted to hear what Xuan Liang would say in the end.

Xuanliang didn't expect his master to be so straightforward and to the point.

His face turned pale and blue, and he lowered his head under Fu Qi's sharp gaze, and argued, "I just want to help people, I don't have so many thoughts, and I don't dare to have any thoughts about Miss Jiang. Please don't say that, Master, it will damage Miss Jiang's reputation."