The Wudang Junior Master

"Junior Brother Wuling, long time no see."

Zhang Wuling looked at the newcomer and chuckled, "Zhang Lingyu, when are you going to pay me back the foot-washing fee you owe me?"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu, who was walking over, instantly lost his composure, the blood vessels on his forehead bulged, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"This is not going to work, is it?"

Back then, when he had learned the Thunder Method, he excitedly went down the mountain to find Zhang Wuling. However, due to his naiveté, he was actually deceived by this dogecoin...

The past is too painful to recall, and Zhang Lingyu only hates himself for being too naive and simple at the time.

Zhang Wuling spread his hands and said, "Oh, actually, you don't have to return it. We have such a close relationship. I will ask the Heavenly Master for it."

As he spoke, Zhang Wuling threw open his sleeves and walked towards the old Taoist priest.

This time Zhang Lingyu couldn't hold it anymore, he knew that this bastard was really capable of doing such a thing.

Swish!

Zhang Lingyu instantly rushed to Zhang Wuling's side, pressed his shoulder with his hand, lowered his head and gritted his teeth, "I'll return it!"

Zhang Wuling grinned brightly: "I knew that the dignified Lingyu Zhenren would not take advantage of my foot washing fee."

"Could you please stop mentioning 'washing feet'?"

"So...Clubhouse SAP?"

"......Get out!" Zhang Lingyu couldn't bear it any longer and punched Zhang Wuling in the face.

(ノ｀Д)ノ

Wang, who was watching the show on the side, sighed helplessly. He didn't know why, but his junior master-uncle liked to tease people more and more. He was not like this in the past.

Could it be that he had been cooped up in the mountains for so long that his nature was released?

As Zhang Chulan watched Zhang Lingyu beat up Zhang Wuling, he began to wonder if his previous feeling was wrong.

This guy...where does this oppressive feeling come from?

"Huh." After beating him for a while, Zhang Lingyu finally let out a sigh of relief. He put down his hand and returned to his calm demeanor. "Let's stop here. My master knows you're coming and specially asked me to receive you. Let's go."

Zhang Wuling wiped the blood from his nose, and with two panda eyes, he looked calm and indifferent. "Let's go, don't keep the old Taoist priest waiting."

Well, Zhang Lingyu's grandson has made progress again, and his strength is a bit greater than before.

Very good, really happy.

The group followed Zhang Lingyu to the entrance of the Tianshi Mansion. As soon as they arrived, they saw the old Tianshi taking a photo with the leader. The old Tianshi even stretched out his hands and made a "V" sign. (＾－＾)V

Seeing that the old Taoist priest was busy, everyone waited on the side. During this time, many beautiful girls tried to take photos with Zhang Lingyu, but were all ruthlessly rejected.

Only after the interview was over did everyone move forward.

"Zhang Wuling (Wang Ye) of the Wudang Sanfeng Sect pays homage to the old Heavenly Master!"

The old Taoist priest turned around and saw the wound on Zhang Wuling's face. He asked curiously, "Wuling, what's wrong with your face..."

"Haha, it's okay, old Taoist priest. I was hit by a white-haired monkey on the road. It's a small matter, a small matter!" Zhang Wuling said with a smile.

The old Taoist priest glanced at the disciple whose blood pressure was soaring, but did not expose him. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect there are white-haired monkeys in Longhu Mountain. I have never seen one before. I have to be more careful next time."

"Oh, stop talking about me." Zhang Wuling turned sideways and pointed behind him, "Old Heavenly Master, look who I brought with me."

The old Taoist priest's gaze fell on Zhang Chulan, and his originally narrowed eyes widened a little, "Is it... Chulan?"

"I..." Zhang Chulan didn't know how to start for a moment.

To be honest, he felt very complicated at the moment, perhaps because of his grandfather. Even though it was his first time in Longhu Mountain, he couldn't help but feel emotional after seeing the old Taoist priest.

The old Heavenly Master smiled and said, "Call me Master. Your grandfather taught you the Golden Light Curse and Thunder Method. Although you are not a disciple of Zhengyi, it is not unfair to call you Master."

"Master!" Zhang Chulan shouted.

Zhang Wuling watched from the side. Although everyone said that Zhang Chulan was deep-minded, some feelings could not be faked.

It’s just that Zhang Chulan is calm enough, he can think clearly about what he wants anytime and anywhere.

"Lingyu, go and greet the other guests. Chu Lan and I want to talk." The old Taoist priest said.

"Disciple, obey."

Zhang Lingyu turned around, glanced at Zhang Wuling, and then went to receive other guests.

The old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Wuling again and said, "Wuling, please wait a moment. I have something to tell you later."

Zhang Wuling bowed and said, "Yes, old Heavenly Master."

The old Taoist priest nodded, then led Zhang Chulan into the house and closed the door.

Zhang Wuling, Xu San and others were waiting outside the house. When they turned around, they found Feng Baobao staring at the closed door. The expression on her face, which had been calm until now, seemed to have something more.

Yearning? Desolation? Loneliness?

A big hand was placed on Feng Baobao's head. She turned her head and saw Zhang Wuling looking at her with a gentle expression.

"Don't be impatient. Some things are like kites. They seem out of reach, but as long as there's a string holding them, they'll eventually return to your hands. What others have, you too will have."

Although Feng Baobao is dull, her innocent heart enables her to feel things keenly.

The originally empty heart was filled with this sudden care.

"Yeah." Feng Baobao responded, and then her eyes fell on the bag of chestnuts in Zhang Wuling's hand.

Zhang Wuling's mouth twitched, but he still handed over his favorite food.

He actually likes Feng Baobao very much. This girl is like water. If you put her in a bottle, she will be the shape of the bottle. If you put her in a jar, she will be the shape of the jar.

But the most important thing is that no matter how the appearance changes, the essence will not change. Water is still water, as clear as ever.

This is what Zhang Wuling believes is the best description and introduction for Feng Baobao.

As a Taoist, I believe no one would hate someone like Feng Baobao.

Although Zhang Wuling knew that Feng Baobao was very old, her condition made it impossible for people to associate her with an 'old grandmother'.

No matter how much time passes, she always remains in this innocent state, which is truly bizarre, but also precious.

More often than not, Zhang Wuling would subconsciously treat Feng Baobao as his sister.

The reason why we are not friends is because with people like Feng Baobao, either you are not familiar with her, or once you get to know her, you will subconsciously become close to her.

This can be seen from the attitude of the people around Feng Baobao towards her, whether it is Xu Xiang, Xu San, Xu Si, or Zhang Chulan.

When they get along with Feng Baobao, the feeling is more like 'family' than friends.

In fact, Feng Baobao is a very good Taoist partner. The Taoist partner here does not refer to husband and wife. Men and men, women and women, old and young can all become Taoist partners.

Feng Baobao's state of tranquility and inaction is something that many Taoists cannot achieve even after practicing for their entire lives.

No matter what, no matter how others see it, in Zhang Wuling's heart, Feng Baobao is also a person, not some kind of exception -

Whatever secrets she harbored, that would not change.

Aliens are also human beings. Aliens among aliens are still fucking human beings!

Those who regard people who are different from themselves as monsters are monsters themselves.

Zhang Wuling put his hands in his pockets and watched Feng Baobao eating chestnuts like a hamster.

Eat one and peel one, peel one and eat one......