Yunshan is just a slightly larger land bunch, originally without a name. A Taoist priest named Yunshan came decades ago. The mountain had a name, Yunshan, but this mountain was not considered a mountain, let alone Yunshan. There is a small Taoist temple on the hill halfway up Yunshan. The reason why it is said to be small is that there are only two tiled houses, one is the main hall and the other is the residence. There are only two Taoist priests in the Taoist temple, one is the master and the other is the disciple. The master is seventy or eighty and the disciple is seven or eighty.

On the small path leading to the Taoist temple at the foot of Yunshan Mountain, a seven or eight-year-old Taoist priest walked and muttered: "Damn old bull's nose, he has always known to instruct me to do this and that. He finally cheated some money for others. He knew how to buy wine and meat, and he didn't know how to add clothes to the master. Is my master's clothes still called clothes? He is not even as good as a beggar."

Turning over the corner of the mountain, there was a stream. The little Taoist priest smiled and ran to the stream. He first lay down by the stream and drank a few sips of water. Then he picked a gourd that was as big as a head on his waist, opened the plug, and pressed the gourd into the water. Seeing the stream water pouring into the gourd, the little Taoist chuckled and said, "I'm in a good mood today, so I didn't wash my feet first and then drink wine for you. Oh... Is it easy for me? I can only miss a few cents each time, and I don't know when I can add new clothes to myself? The little girl at the tofu shop doesn't know how many times she has joked about me."

The little Taoist priest poured water and tasted it: "Well, the taste is almost the same as before." He took out a paper bag from his arms and opened it. There was a large piece of meat inside. He carefully tore it down, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly: "Very good, very good, the taste is still so delicious, much better than when I was in my previous life."

He tore the meat bit by bit along the way. From a distance, he saw the old Taoist Yunshan lying on a recliner basking in the sun. The little Taoist hurriedly wrapped the meat, pulled up his sleeves and wiped his mouth hard, and shouted loudly: "Master, Master, I'm back."

When the old Taoist Yunshan heard the sound, he half raised his head to look at the little Taoist priest and cursed: "Little bastard, you have been shopping for a whole day before you come back. It's like this every time. It's too late to come back next time. I won't cut you off."

The little Taoist priest made a face and hurried to the old Taoist Yunshan, saying with a flattering look: "I'm helping you find a job?" As he said that, he put the wine and meat on the tea table, diligently helped the old Taoist open the gourd stopper, and handed it to the old Taoist: "Master, your wine."

The little Taoist said, and opened the paper bag in his hand quickly, tore the meat open and put it aside, and smiled and said, "I heard in the town that Chen Yuanwai's family in the east end of the town had been haunted recently. They invited the monk from Qinglong Temple in Xiangshui Town to help catch the ghosts. They did a ritual for three days and three nights, and spent dozens of taels of silver. As a result, the monk left for a few days. Not only did the ghost not have any trouble, but it also made a big fuss. Master, see if I went to find Chen Yuanwai and recommend you, the old man, you must be able to make it easy. In this way, we can also earn dozens of taels of silver. At least you will have the money for wine and meat in the past or two years, and I can also change into new clothes by my disciple."

The old Taoist Yunshan took a sip of wine, glanced at the little Taoist priest, snorted, and said, "Little bastard, I don't know what you are thinking yet? Don't you just want to change your clothes and go to see the little girl from the Lao Wang Tofu Shop? I don't understand, you said your hair hasn't grown yet, why are you thinking about those messy things?"

The little Taoist priest laughed awkwardly, walked behind the old Taoist Yunshan, and helped the old Taoist squeezing his shoulders attentively: "Master, where did you say? How old am I? How could I miss other people's girls? I just wanted to make more money so that you can drink wine every day and eat meat every meal. If you have some money, we can also change the clothes for Daozu and him."

Yunshan patted the little Taoist priest's head with his backhand and smiled, "You little bastard, you obviously want to change into new clothes, but you just want to talk about the Taoist ancestor."

The little Taoist priest touched his head and laughed, "Master, did you agree?"

The old Taoist Yunshan smiled and said, "When did I agree with your master? I think that I, the old Taoist, have been practicing for decades, and at least I am a person like a land god. How could I take advantage of the mere ghost hunting? Isn't that the name of Shangqing Mountain lost us?"

The little Taoist stood behind the old Taoist Yunshan. The bullying Taoist could not see him, so he curled his lips disdainfully, but said, "That's right, Master, who are you? Who are you? Who doesn't know the name of the real person in Yunshan? This is really not your ghost hunting thing. Otherwise, I will just let you pass on your disciple and let me clean up him, wouldn't it be enough?"

The old Taoist Yunshan smiled and said, "You are the only one? You don't know anything. I can catch ghosts with just a few tricks from you. You think too simple. I don't understand. Why do you think so much about it when you say you are a seven or eight-year-old doll? I really doubt if you are an old ghost in your little skin."

The little Taoist was shocked when he heard this and said to himself: "How could this old guy guess that I was taken over by the body?" He smiled and said: "Look at what Master, you said, I have made progress under your oral teachings."

Taoist priest Yunshan said, "You little bastard, don't flatter me. I picked you up from the dead people. You didn't say anything but speechless for a whole few months. I thought you were mute. I didn't expect that after you spoke, you kept talking every day. You haven't let me purify for two years. If I had known your virtue, I wouldn't have picked you up and I would have tried to save you."

The little Taoist priest patted the shoulder of the old Taoist Yunshan and sighed: "Oh..., if Master hadn't picked me up, I would have died in that valley. You are the kindness of saving your life."

The old Taoist Yunshan smiled and said, "Master, I'm just a good move. I can't watch you die there!"

"Master, you are compassionate. Master, I remember my life-saving disciple. Don't worry. In the future, I will be filial to you and earn more money to come back, so that you can live a good life, eat and drink delicious food every day. When I have enough money, I will help you get a wife, so that you will not be lonely in your later years."

The old Taoist priest slapped the little Taoist again with his backhand and scolded, "The dog can't spit out ivory in the mouth, so what good things are so good that you kid are not serious."

In fact, the little Taoist priest was really grateful to the old Taoist Yunshan. He came to this world for no reason and was extremely depressed by a doll of seven or eight years old. He was the leader of the Fuqing Gang in the Tiger Roar Hall in San Francisco. He had thousands of younger brothers under him, which shocked the underground world of San Francisco. No matter from any aspect, he was a young man with ideals, morality, culture, achievements, affection, charm, integrity, taste, love, and passion.

In my previous life, I was considered to have come from a scholarly family. If I hadn't been restless since I was a child, I might have become a professor or something. The name Zhang Zhexue was given by my father who was a philosophy professor. Although he gave it a little casually, he still cared about his father's deep expectations? No matter whether it sounds good or not, at least it is very philosophical.

The little Taoist priest raised his head, sucked his nose, and sweared in his heart: "No matter where he is, I still have to make a comedy. San Francisco is gone, so I have to be the boss of Yunshan."

Seeing that the little Taoist priest had no words for a while, he knew that he was feeling uncomfortable when he remembered something, he comforted him and said, "Boy, don't think so much. As the saying goes, you can rest assured. The old Taoist doesn't know what kind of ghost you are taking over, no matter if you are an old ghost, a middle ghost or a little ghost, anyway, you are now a seven or eight-year-old baby body. No matter what, you are the old Taoist's apprentice. When the master is in a good mood one day, I will pass on the Three Yuan Qi Refining Method of Shangqingshan to you. Don't you really want to catch ghosts and make money? As long as you can practice this method to the fourth level, catching a little ghost is easy."

The little Taoist priest has been in this world for more than a year, and has seen some magical things about the old Taoist, knowing that this world is very different from his original world. This is really a world where gods, immortals, monsters, ghosts and monsters can only be seen in novels. Although I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a disaster for me to travel here, it is really just like what the old Taoist Yunshan said. Since he comes, he will be at ease. At worst, he will die again, and it is not that he has never died.

"Master, this is what you said. Don't forget it if you sober up." The little Taoist priest has seen the ability of the old Taoist Yunshan to sober up and refuse to admit his account, and is afraid that he will forget what he said after sober up this time.

"I will not forget this time Master. Over the past year, I have also seen that you are a good boy. Although you often don't have any adjustments, overall, you are still a good child."

"I don't need to adjust it? You old bull's nose may not be able to adjust it. You obviously have a lot of skills, but you live like a beggar. You are too lazy to be too lazy, making us two like beggars." The little Taoist priest was very dissatisfied with the evaluation given by the old Taoist Yunshan and muttered in his heart.

The old Taoist Yunshan pulled a large piece of meat and put it in his mouth, drank another sip of wine, and continued to say in a speechless manner: "Your master, I am born with a bad qualification. I have wasted nearly a hundred years in the Qi Refining Level. I have only practiced to the seventh level of Qi Refining. I have never made any progress in the past few years. I think this will be the case in my life.

Although I am the branch of the Shangqing Mountain branch, the practice method I have learned is indeed the most authentic. I don’t know what your qualifications are. I have no relatives in the old Taoist family anyway, so I will simply pass on this three-yuan Qi Refining Method to you, so that the old Taoist will not become eternal and there will be no one to pay tribute to you.”
Chapter completed!