One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 109 King of Wudang, I heard you've struck it rich? V me 9.9!

Two banners fluttered in the wind.

In the middle stood two rows of young Taoist priests dressed in robes, holding gongs and drums.

"Here he comes! Junior Brother Wang is here!"

The sharp-eyed Taoist priest shouted.

"play music!"

Clang! Clang!

A deafening gong and drum blast rang out, the tune sounding like both a welcome for a leader's inspection and a wedding procession at the village entrance, full of joy and... rustic charm.

Wang Ye covered his face with his hands, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Social death.

That's ridiculous, that company is dead.

He felt that the tourists around him were looking at him as if he were a wild panda that had just been captured.

"Hahaha! Great! That's quite a spectacle!"

Tian Jinzhong watched with amusement, waving to the young Taoist priests playing music, displaying a leadership demeanor.

At this moment, an old Taoist priest with a hunched back and white hair and beard, supported by two disciples, quickly came out to greet them.

It was Zhou Meng, the leader of Wudang Mountain.

"Oh my! Master Celestial! It really is you!"

Zhou Meng, visibly excited, stepped forward and grasped Zhang Zhiwei's hand:

"I heard you've come down the mountain and stirred up quite a storm in the Qinling Mountains. I'm both envious and worried! Please come in, please come in!"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled:

"Xiao Zhou, don't give us that. We're just passing by and wanted to ask for a drink of water."

"Not at all! You're too kind! It's an honor to have you here!"

Zhou Meng turned his head and looked at Su Wuxian next to Zhang Zhiwei.

"Is this...Brother Su?"

Zhou Meng noticed that Su Wuxian's face was exactly the same as it had been eighty years ago, and he couldn't help but respectfully perform a Daoist bow:

"I thought it was just a rumor, but seeing it today, it's true... she has the secret to eternal youth, and she has the air of an immortal!"

"Little Zhou."

Su Wuxian didn't stand on ceremony and reached out to pat Zhou Meng's hunched back, almost making Zhou Meng fall over.

"Stop messing with me. Didn't you tell me everything was fine on WeChat?"

"And your health isn't good; you look older than my senior brother."

"Are you usually too stingy and unwilling to eat well?"

Zhou Meng blushed and said awkwardly:

"You jest. Those who cultivate the Tao are pure of heart and have few desires..."

"Being pure and abstinent is utter nonsense."

Su Wuxian pointed to the banner at the entrance that read "Poverty Alleviation":

"I think you're desperate for money."

They even dare to put the word "poverty alleviation" on a banner?

"Are you treating Wang Ye like an ATM?"

Wang Ye was so moved by these words that he almost cried.

"Master Su! You're like a real man to me! You've finally spoken a fair word!"

Zhou Meng coughed twice, his face neither flushed nor his heart skipped a beat:

"Ahem, Brother Su, you misunderstand. This is the affection and deep friendship of the fellow disciples for Wang Ye. After all, the Taoist temple has been in disrepair for many years, and making some minor repairs is also for the sake of our ancestral master."

"Alright, go in."

Su Wuxian stepped inside:

"I heard you've prepared a vegetarian meal? Let me make this clear: if it's just vegetables and tofu, I'm going to flip the table."

......

Wudang Mountain, the back hall restaurant.

Su Wuxian looked at the table full of dishes and fell into deep thought.

Stir-fried bok choy, cucumber salad, boiled tofu, stir-fried bean sprouts...

Although the plating was exquisite, it was really... green.

At first glance, it's all chlorophyll; you can't even see a drop of oil.

"Little Zhou."

Su Wuxian picked up a bean sprout and shook it:

"Were you born in the Year of the Rabbit?"

"We fought our way all the way from the Qinling Mountains, and this is what you give us to eat? How can we have the strength to meditate after eating this stuff?"

Zhou Meng smiled wryly:

"Brother Su, those who cultivate in Wudang truly abstain from meat. And recently... recently, the money for incense offerings has indeed been a bit tight."

"Nervous my foot!"

Su Wuxian put down his chopsticks, turned to Zhang Chulan and called out:

"Zhang Chulan! Bring out the cured meat, roast chicken, and those two cases of beer we brought back from Xi'an!"

"Today it's my treat! To my fellow Daoists from Wudang Mountain... to have a good meal!"

"Okay!"

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao immediately took action, pulling out a bunch of fancy dishes from their bags as if by magic, instantly filling the table.

The aroma of meat instantly overpowered the smell of vegetables.

The young Taoist priests who were sitting at the table next to them, miserably eating steamed buns, suddenly stared wide-eyed.

One after another, Adam's apples bobbed, and the sounds of swallowing saliva rose and fell.

"Eat up! Don't be shy!"

Su Wuxian waved his hand.

The Taoist priests looked at their sect leader.

Zhou Meng sighed and closed his eyes: "What are you looking at? I cannot refuse a gift from a senior. Eat."

"Aww!!!"

The restaurant instantly transformed into a scene of hungry wolves scrambling for food.

And in the corner.

Wang Ye was not in the mood to eat.

Because he was surrounded by a group of fellow disciples.

"Junior Brother Wang! I heard you live in a mansion in Beijing worth hundreds of millions? Is that true?"

"Junior Brother Wang, I'm thinking of buying a new phone to promote my Taoist practices. Do you think it's possible for me to..."

"Old Wang! We used to sleep in bunk beds! Lend me five hundred! No, three hundred will do!"

"V me 50! Let's see your skills!"

"I don't need much, Wudang King. Just give me 9.9 and I'll buy a cup of Luckin Coffee!"

Wang was surrounded, his clothes torn and disheveled, looking utterly dejected.

"Fellow senior brothers and junior brothers! I really have no money! All my cards have been frozen!"

"I'm penniless right now! Really!"

"Pshaw! Who would believe that!"

"That monkey just pulled out a hundred-yuan bill!"

"Exactly! You're not even as good as a monkey!"

Not far away, the Great Sage was sitting on the table, with a chicken leg in his left hand and a can of cola in his right. When he saw Wang Ye looking over, he generously took out a crumpled five-yuan note from his underwear pocket and handed it to Wang Ye.

"Squeak?" (For you? Pity you.)

Wang Ye: "..."

He looked at the five-yuan note and completely broke down.

I can't live like this anymore!

Even monkeys are trying to humiliate me!

Seeing this, Su Wuxian laughed so hard he almost fell over, and said to Zhou Meng:

"Xiao Zhou, look how hungry you've made these kids."

"Although Wang Ye is a bit lazy, he is indeed a promising talent."

"I've already settled the matter of Feng Hou Qi Men for him. From now on, when he travels in the world of supernatural beings, he will still have to use the name of your Wudang."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Meng's expression became serious:

"you mean......"

"What I mean is..."

Su Wuxian pointed to Wang Ye, who was being "searched" by his fellow disciples while pinned down:

"I, Su Wuxian, am protecting this kid."

"If your Wudang sect can't protect him, or doesn't dare to protect him, then hand him over to me."

"My Longhushan is in dire need of a security captain to guard the gate."

Zhou Meng was startled.

He understood.

This is Su Wuxian supporting Wang Ye, and also giving Wudang Mountain a warning.

Previously, because of the Feng Hou Qi Men incident, Wudang Mountain expelled Wang Ye from the sect in order to protect itself.

While this is unfortunate, it is certainly not a fair thing to do.

"Don't worry, Brother Su."

Zhou Meng stood up and bowed deeply to Su Wuxian:

"Wang Ye will always be my Wudang disciple."

"No matter how much trouble he gets into outside, Wudang Mountain... will always be his home."

"That's right."

"You're not exactly weak either, so stop pretending to be poor and acting like a loser. Do you think I don't know your skill level?"

Su Wuxian nodded in satisfaction and raised his wine cup:

"Come on, let's drink!"

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