My Master is the Real Boss – Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Single-Handedly Attending the Meeting

The next day, the backyard of Ping’an Temple.

Holding the gourd, Xiang Jiannan came out of his room, thinking that his Master should not be awake yet.

The entire temple was quiet now. Walking to the front yard, he found that the temple gate had not been opened yet.

After talking with him yesterday, the Old Taoist seemed to have let go of some worries. During dinner, he drank more than half a jar of wine heartily. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he found that his room was still lit.

The wine was specially sent by the Chen family’s servants. It was a bit of a coincidence. Just as he was about to start drinking, he heard someone knocking on the temple gate, which forced his Master to make an exception and get drunk again.

During this period, his Master’s drinking frequency was much higher than before. He had said before that he would quit drinking, but in fact, he had only reduced the number of times he drank heavily.

It was rare to get up earlier than his Master for once.

After taking the initiative to clean up the Incense Hall, he was not in a hurry to disturb him. Carrying the broom, he opened the temple gate. Xiang Jiannan adjusted the position of the gourd on his waist.

Last night, he had fallen asleep holding the gourd. After drinking a few bowls of clear wine, his Master had told him how to use the gourd.

It was not as important as he had thought. Talisman papers were not actually necessary. It mainly depended on who the user was. With his current talisman cultivation, he was not yet able to make this gourd even better. The incantation was real, though. There were only eight words in total: “Break the belly, rot the mouth, hee-haw-ha!” As long as he recited it to the gourd, he could drive it.

The effect depended on his own cultivation.

“The sunshine today looks exceptionally bright!”

After sweeping the bluestone ground outside the temple gate with the broom, Xiang Jiannan felt a sense of satisfaction. His mouth had not closed all night. Although he had doubts about the incantation his Master had said, he still secretly tried it after entering the room.

There was no time in front of his Master. After a few bowls of wine, the Old Taoist had been tipsy the whole time, and his mouth had not stopped talking on and off. This included the information he wanted to know. While persuading him, he picked out the key points and wrote them down.

His Master had indeed told the truth last night. The eight-word incantation was really useful for the gourd. It was worth his rush, and he had almost used all his brain cells.

“Good morning, Little Taoist Priest!”

At this moment, An Wensheng suddenly appeared behind Xiang Jiannan. He was basking in the sun and was not afraid at all.

He had heard what Xiang Jiannan had just said. While smiling, he also felt a little uncomfortable inside.

What tone was the Little Taoist Priest using just now? Why did it sound so delicate? With a joyful expression, it made him want to laugh.

He was such a grown man, why was he acting cute for no reason? He didn’t expect that he would be caught by An Wensheng.

“An Wensheng! Why are you like a ghost?”

Because of An Wensheng’s appearance, Xiang Jiannan couldn’t help but blush. He now had the urge to strangle him. After realizing that the other party was not a being of the Yang world, his eyes became helpless again.

He must have seen clearly when he was acting up just now. This City God was suspected of peeping into other people’s privacy. He was evil-minded, no wonder he was in such a miserable state.

After saying that, he saw An Wensheng’s expression stiffen, and he immediately straightened his back and said firmly:

“My Master is not awake yet, you can come back to find him later.”

“Forget it, I’ll go and call him myself.”

He originally wanted to tell Xiang Jiannan that what he had just said was wrong. Hearing that Gao Yu’an had not gotten up yet, An Wensheng immediately gave up the idea.

He had come to find the Old Taoist today. There was a very important matter. He had been waiting outside Ping’an Temple for a long time. He did not expect that the one who opened the door was the Little Taoist Priest. It made the two of them seem very unhappy. Since the Old Taoist Priest had not woken up yet, he would not waste any more words here.

“Aren’t you afraid of the sunlight?”

Seeing that An Wensheng’s body was emitting wisps of white smoke from time to time under the sunlight, Xiang Jiannan couldn’t help but remind him from the side.

Why was this City God like a simpleton? If he continued to be exposed to the sun, he would probably be cooked in a while. Even the Prefectural City God was not as arrogant as him.

He should at least give the sun above his head some face.

“I’m already like this, what else is there to be afraid of?”

Turning his head to look at Xiang Jiannan and shrugging indifferently, An Wensheng felt that he still underestimated himself too much.

Putting aside his attitude, An Wensheng had not been living until now by relying solely on the incense from Ping’an Temple. He must take the opportunity to show off in front of the Little Taoist Priest and change his impression of himself.

Even without subordinates, An Wensheng was worthy of the title of City God.

“That’s true, you’ve already died once.”

Seeing that An Wensheng seemed even more reckless than before, Xiang Jiannan spoke as he quickly stepped forward:

“My Master drank a lot of wine last night. It’s the same if you tell me what’s the matter.”

“Really?”

He had not expected that his words would actually make An Wensheng stop. When he turned his gaze back to him, Xiang Jiannan was just busy inviting An Wensheng into the temple.

He was afraid that An Wensheng would be reduced to ashes if they continued to talk. This City God was actually not in a hurry. Didn’t he see that the white smoke coming out of his body was getting thicker?

“Wasn’t it that Chen Jingxuan passed the imperial exam?”

Under Xiang Jiannan’s signal, An Wensheng finally entered the temple. After entering the room, he first found a dark corner. This habit was formed when he had just left the human world. Even after becoming the City God, it had not improved much.

As soon as he entered the room, he was thinking of finding a corner first. If there was nothing important, he could squat there for a long time.

“Do you want to go to the Chen Residence to congratulate them?”

Hearing An Wensheng mention Chen Jingxuan passing the imperial exam, Xiang Jiannan couldn’t help but guess.

His Master had said last night that Chen Jingxuan’s success would cause a series of changes. Did this An Wensheng also want to take advantage of it?

“Not at all, I’m here to report a death.”

He spoke very easily. An Wensheng was not very interested in the congratulatory matter that Xiang Jiannan had mentioned:

“Yesterday, an Azure Dragon appeared in Ping’an Town, causing some wandering souls to become restless. In less than three days, there will be a big mess near Ping’an Town. While there is still time, I want you to come with me.”

“Where to?”

Feeling a tightness in his heart after hearing what An Wensheng said, Xiang Jiannan first touched the gourd. How did An Wensheng know? He had just gotten the gourd, and there were already wild ghosts coming out for him to test its power?

Speaking of which, what does this matter have to do with Chen Jingxuan passing the imperial exam? An Wensheng seemed to have omitted the key point.

“Hmm? Of course, it’s to go and make trouble for those wandering souls. As the City God, how can I sit idly by?”

“You wait, I’ll go and call my Master.”

Hearing that An Wensheng meant to fight, Xiang Jiannan got up and walked towards the backyard as soon as he finished speaking.

He would have understood if he had said so earlier. This matter still needed to be discussed with his Master. There were things that should be done and things that should not be done. His Master had just told him this yesterday. He could not just agree to it because of a few words from An Wensheng.

He always felt that the time was not right.

“Master?”

Arriving in front of Gao Yu’an’s room, he first knocked on the door a few times gently. After not receiving a response for a long time, Xiang Jiannan raised his hand and pushed the door open. The tables and chairs in the room were messy, but the bed was neatly made. The wine jar was still placed by the bed, but he could not see his Master’s figure.

This Old Taoist, could it be that he had already known that something was going to happen?

Unwilling to give up, he carefully checked the room, not even missing the bottom of the bed. When Xiang Jiannan looked at An Wensheng again, he only felt timid. He could not find his Master. It seemed that he, this Little Taoist Priest, could not escape safely.

He could tell even if An Wensheng did not speak. This City God should have already set his sights on him.

“Why don’t you come with me? They are just some insignificant little ghosts. The main reason I came this time was to repay Ping’an Temple for a favor. This is a meritorious deed.”

“Really?”

Seeing that An Wensheng spoke with certainty, Xiang Jiannan became even more suspicious. This expression was exactly the same as when his Master wanted to trick him. He had not yet figured out the situation. Just as he was about to speak, he heard An Wensheng laugh. The following words were contemptuous, completely disregarding how the Little Taoist Priest would feel:

“If you’re afraid, then pretend I didn’t say anything. It seems that even if Master Gao is brave, he can’t avoid teaching one or two useless disciples.”

Who was he implying!

His blood surged after hearing An Wensheng’s words. Xiang Jiannan repeatedly warned himself not to fall for his trick.

It was a provocation, there must be a conspiracy. There was only one Little Taoist Priest in the entire Ping’an Temple. Who else could he be referring to when he said one or two useless disciples!

Out of anger, he was unwilling to lose in words and immediately replied with a sarcastic tone:

“Since you are sincere, I, the Little Taoist, will give you a chance. But speaking of which…”

As soon as he opened his mouth, the words he wanted to say changed. Just as he was about to smooth things over, An Wensheng did not give him a chance at all.

His figure turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared from the room in an instant, leaving only one sentence in place:

“Very good, a promising young man! Little Taoist Priest, I’ll wait for you outside the temple.”