My Master is the Real Boss – Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Sorrow and Joy

People’s sorrows and joys are not interconnected.

It wasn’t until everyone had cried themselves out of strength that Xiang Jiannan followed his Master back to Ping’an Temple.

Those who had cried the most fiercely before had already released their emotions. When they parted from the others, their expressions had returned to normal. Some even managed to laugh.

“Disciple, don’t take it to heart. After all, their loved ones are buried in that dense forest,”

Upon entering Ping’an Temple and seeing that Xiang Jiannan seemed unhappy, Gao Yu’an closed the wooden door and immediately began to console him.

He felt that his disciple had been affected. Even the most cold-hearted person would have some reaction after seeing such a scene. Being sentimental was another major weakness of the Taoists at Ping’an Temple.

“Hypocritical, the world is still so fake,”

Scoffing at what Gao Yu’an said, especially after seeing that some people could still laugh, An Wensheng spoke bluntly afterward:

“They didn’t go to pay respects for so many years, but today, they suddenly became emotional. This City God can’t stand to see such things.”

“You’re a former dynasty official, what right do you have to interfere with the affairs of this dynasty? Being resentful and cynical is truly unacceptable!”

After hearing An Wensheng’s words, Gao Yu’an frowned and stopped, somewhat displeased:

“If you hadn’t deliberately deceived us, how would things have gotten to this point? Disciple, don’t listen to his nonsense. This little ghost always talks like a madman!”

“Old Taoist, you’re slandering me!”

Facing each other coldly, having dealt with Gao Yu’an for so long, An Wensheng was most annoyed by this bad habit of his.

He just loved to act dramatic for no reason.

This old Taoist claimed to have tasted the bitterness of the world, but in his heart, he was clearer than anyone else. It was just that his verbal skills were excellent, enough to fool ignorant Taoists like Xiang Jiannan.

What was most important as a Master? In his opinion, of course, it was character. Gao Yu’an was not good at that. When it came to his disciple, this old Taoist relied entirely on acting.

“I was just thinking about something,”

Seeing that his Master and An Wensheng were about to start arguing, Xiang Jiannan remained silent for a long time before speaking.

He had indeed been affected by the tragic scene of hundreds of people crying. Along the way, he actually had something he wanted to say.

He was just afraid that his Master would misunderstand.

“This matter is entirely An Wensheng’s fault. Disciple, you can say whatever you want,”

Too lazy to waste any more words, Gao Yu’an naturally pushed all the blame for the forest fire onto An Wensheng. How could he not know that his disciple still felt guilty?

Although no one had mentioned it, the truth was already obvious. This fire was related to his disciple. Even if he didn’t say it, the residents of Ping’an Town who had gone with them could see it.

His disciple was feeling uneasy because he had burned the final resting place of their loved ones. He must be worried about this right now.

Now that things had come to this, he should calm down. After all, that dense forest was destined to face this calamity sooner or later.

“I was wondering, if Master were also buried there, after seeing the fire, would I be as sad as they were?”

Speaking slowly while Gao Yu’an wore a confident expression, Xiang Jiannan was very strange that he could come up with this question.

He had this question because of those people’s smiles. It was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, and he had to get it out.

“What do you mean?”

Stunned by Xiang Jiannan’s strange words, Gao Yu’an’s prepared speech was now completely wasted. He wanted to hear his disciple explain it more clearly. His teacher was still very healthy, so why did his disciple connect these two things?

Was he implying something? It was a bit difficult for the old Taoist to understand.

“Hahahaha, Taoist, your disciple wants to know if one day you die, will he have to be as fake as those people just now!”

Pointing at Gao Yu’an with an exaggerated tone, after Xiang Jiannan finished speaking, An Wensheng looked as if he had finally vented his anger.

He felt that he understood what Xiang Jiannan meant, so he couldn’t wait to translate it for him.

This little Taoist was wearing a long face because he was thinking about this kind of thing. It was indeed puzzling.

“You’ve caused a great disaster today!”

His expression instantly became less cheerful. Seeing that his disciple seemed to agree with An Wensheng’s words, Gao Yu’an thought for a moment and suddenly shouted loudly.

What kind of fire dared to burn him, Gao Yu’an? In this world, only he burned others.

He immediately passed the topic to the little Taoist, and while speaking, he tried his best to maintain his composure.

“Do you know why no one has cared about that dense forest for so many years? Disciple, you really don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth!”

He had wanted to make Xiang Jiannan realize that the question he had just asked was very inappropriate, but after a long time, he was met with an even more bizarre reaction.

He saw that his disciple seemed not to have heard him. He made an unusually ugly expression, smiling as if he were crying. His lips seemed to be out of control.

“Disciple was just saying it casually. If there really is such a day, I definitely won’t be sad. Master, you can rest assured! The sorrows of the world are just fleeting clouds!”

“Insolent Disciple!”

“Return my token!”

After much effort, he finally managed to gloss over the argument. Seeing that Gao Yu’an was in a bad mood and clearly not in a good state, An Wensheng had long intended to leave.

Interjecting with jokes was his usual way of communicating with the Taoists of Ping’an Temple. Now that he saw the Master and disciple arguing, he naturally wanted to leave as soon as possible.

The matters that followed were not something he could manage. He could only say that the little Taoist was too straightforward. How could he have come up with such a strange question? If it were him, he wouldn’t dare to be so extreme. After all, in front of the old Taoist, he had always been the victim.

Sometimes, he was beaten for no reason.

“What token?”

Still in a fit of anger, when he heard An Wensheng asking them for something, Gao Yu’an followed his gaze to the gourd. After An Wensheng explained everything to him, he immediately began to speak with conviction.

He didn’t refuse, but it meant that it was very difficult to do.

“It’s already been collected by the gourd. What’s the use of taking it out? This gourd of mine only has one opening,”

“Taoist, you’re trying to play tricks, aren’t you?”

While speaking, he kept looking at Xiang Jiannan. Of course, An Wensheng didn’t believe Gao Yu’an’s words. This old Taoist spoke without even blinking. Did he really think that he had been in contact with him for nothing all these years? If he wanted to play tricks, no way!

“Ask my Master. This is also the first time I’ve used this gourd. It only takes things in and doesn’t let them out.”

Expressing that he couldn’t help An Wensheng’s pleading gaze, Xiang Jiannan, with the gourd tied to his waist, said helplessly to him.

If the topic hadn’t gone astray, An Wensheng would definitely have had a lot of questions to ask the Master and disciple. The token had been collected into the gourd. On this point, he, Xiang Jiannan, could be sure.

He just didn’t know if it could be taken out again. He hadn’t really thought about this at the time.

“Master Gao, what do you think about this?”

Smiling and bowing towards Gao Yu’an, seeing that the little Taoist looked sincere, An Wensheng quickly put on another face:

“You also know how important that token is to me. If I don’t have it, how will I be able to conspire with you in the future?”

He spoke in a low voice, almost squeezing out a few tears in front of the old Taoist.

“I really don’t care about that little thing,”

Under An Wensheng’s pleas, his sleeve moved, and Gao Yu’an quickly relented. Then, the gourd automatically detached from Xiang Jiannan’s waist because of his actions, floating in the air and making a series of gurgling sounds.

Immediately afterward, the talisman paper fell off, and liquid flowed from the bottom of the gourd, wetting the talisman paper and then solidifying it.

When the outermost black shell completely cracked open, An Wensheng’s long-lost token finally appeared in front of them.

It looked a bit more stern than before. When it floated from the ground into the air, it stirred up bursts of black smoke.