Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 948 - 381: "Witch" Jia Dao

Zhou Xuan did not directly avoid the question but asked, "How long until the people from the Evil Rat Sect arrive?"

"Based on his pace, it would take at least five to six minutes to reach the mountain."

"There’s still some time." Zhou Xuan asked the Turtle Mountain Taoist, "Old Turtle, did that person check the temple last night?"

"Yes, he did."

"Since he checked, it means he finished inspecting. The temple had a strong scent of blood, and after you consumed two Snow Mountain Palm Ginsengs, the incense power increased again to the level of five sticks. He thoroughly believes you are a Daoist... By the way, don’t you Guardians have a Promotion Ceremony? Why did the incense increase so quickly?"

Zhou Xuan’s two Palm Ginsengs were initially meant to let the Turtle Mountain Taoist progress a bit further in the level of four sticks of incense,

since the incense power of the Guardian is visible, even if one burns half before reaching four sticks, the newly added cultivation can be reflected in the Turtle Mountain Taoist Temple, enough to deceive the Earth Abyss Evil Rats.

"We Guardians don’t have a Secret Realm; we use the temple as incense power, don’t need a Promotion Ceremony; as long as the incense power is sufficient, we can ascend in levels."

"Hmm." Zhou Xuan nodded upon hearing this and said, "Old Turtle, since this person is coming up the mountain, he might want to show himself and join forces with us. Do you know what to do?"

"I don’t know." The Turtle Mountain Taoist immediately shook his head.

He was a laid-back Taoist, usually hiding and wandering aimlessly, unable to come up with solutions when issues arose — it’s his normal nature.

Zhou Xuan instructed, "If he seeks to team up with you, you simply refuse him, and do it with enough force."

"Directly refuse him?"

The Turtle Mountain Taoist was quite puzzled and said, "Don’t you just want him to come to us, and then use him to lure out the Earth Abyss Evil Rats?"

"The Earth Abyss Evil Rats are inherently cunning. If we easily agree to an alliance, they will probably become suspicious. We need to emphasize a little, play hard-to-get, first fool them around." Zhou Xuan said.

"Understood, just let me handle it."

After the Turtle Mountain Taoist agreed, Zhou Xuan and the prepared Paperman sneaked out the back door and crouched behind the temple.

Meanwhile, the Turtle Taoist smoothed out the creases on his Taoist robe and pretended to meditate, waiting for Little Mouse Li Dazhu to arrive.

Speaking of which, the Turtle Mountain Taoist was originally a Guardian Spirit; his Taoist robe, like the temple itself, when there was no incense, the temple was dilapidated, and so was the robe, resembling more of a beggar’s outfit than a Taoist’s.

Now, after five sticks of incense, the temple had been renewed, and his Taoist robe appeared much more decent, adorned with cloud patterns of bamboo, grass, flowers, and fish, adding a bit of divine Taoist aura.

"Creak..."

The Taoist Temple’s main gate was pushed open, and Li Dazhu, with a leisurely stride, entered the temple courtyard, smirking as he said, "Have the temple’s Taoists been waiting for us for a long time? Not even coming out to greet us?"

Li Dazhu’s voice was loud, which the Turtle Mountain Taoist naturally heard, and Zhou Xuan’s senses were exceptionally sharp, hearing Li Dazhu’s "greeting" clearly. He immediately sneered,

"This Li Dazhu is also a skilled negotiator, coming in pretending to be big and trying to overpower the Turtle Mountain Taoist in terms of momentum. Truly a seasoned player."

Li Dazhu turned out to be more difficult than Zhou Xuan expected, and the Turtle Mountain Taoist was even more unsure of how to respond.

He could be seen painfully pulling out an eyebrow hair and throwing it towards the back of the temple.

The eyebrow floated like a flying insect, landing on the wall behind the temple, forming several small characters with the precision of a wolf-hair brush.

"Great Sir, how should I respond?"

The Taoist Temple, in some sense, was one with the Turtle Mountain Taoist, and Zhou Xuan didn’t hesitate to summon his Bone Teeth, forming characters on the wall to engage in "textual communication" with the Turtle Mountain Taoist.

"Don’t speak."

Zhou Xuan’s Bone Teeth wrote these four large characters on the wall.

Suddenly, the Turtle Taoist’s eyebrow, like a dog whose tail had been stepped on, nervously scribbled a trail of "???" on the wall.

"..." Zhou Xuan looked at the startling "?", unsure of the Turtle Mountain Taoist’s intention.

Subsequently, the eyebrow, acting like a pen, quickly wrote two lines of words on the wall.

The first line: Hurts... it hurts a lot...

The second line: Great Sir, you can just talk to the wall, I can hear you.

"..." Zhou Xuan.

This wall indeed was part of the Turtle Taoist’s body, and because of this, each stroke made by Zhou Xuan’s Bone Teeth equated to carving a wound into the Turtle Taoist’s body, not to mention he was writing those characters so large, they became long scars on the Turtle Mountain Taoist’s body...

Zhou Xuan coughed twice to conceal his embarrassment and spoke to the wall, "Don’t speak, only when I tell you to speak, then you speak."

"Understood, clear."

With the eyebrow as a pen, the Turtle Mountain Taoist once again wrote four words.

...

With Zhou Xuan’s guidance, the Turtle Taoist simply acted as a mute, lowering his head and continued meditating,

"Temple Taoist, Mr. Mouse is here to visit, not coming out to greet?"

Li Dazhu called out twice more, having received no response, finally couldn’t hold back, swaggering from the courtyard to the front of the main hall, kicking the inner door open.

His kicking the door was equivalent to kicking the Turtle Mountain Taoist.

This act of disrespect, along with excessive force, pained the Turtle Taoist, making him genuinely want to stand up and give Li Dazhu... a raucous scolding.

No way, the Turtle Taoist was too timid, and a vicious tongue-lashing was the limit of retaliation he could think of.

"Oh, meditating here, are you?"

Li Dazhu, seeing the Turtle Mountain Taoist posed in meditation, even with a bit of a master’s aura, lost some of his earlier confidence.

The silent ones often seem a bit like experts.