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My Master is the Real Boss – Chapter 40

My Master is the Real Boss Chapter 40

Chapter 40: A Slight Trick

Xiang Jiannan was indeed touched by Li Jin. Two days later, in the early morning, he sat in front of the Taoist temple, still unable to let it go.

The thing he hated most growing up was having someone snore next to him while sleeping. It wasn’t until he shared a night with Li Jin that he realized there were even more hateful things in this world.

That night, before going to bed, Li Jin’s words were very righteous and awe-inspiring. But after they both fell into a drowsy sleep, that old brother started making small moves in the dark. His hands wandered over his body non-stop, and he would occasionally mutter a few satisfied words in his sleep.

He was too handsy, making it impossible for him to fall asleep. He reminded him several times, but it was like he had taken sleeping pills and couldn’t hear anything. In the end, he endured the humiliation and barely made it through the night. He tried all sorts of methods, but in the end, he couldn’t abandon his own bed.

The uncleaned guest room was indeed not suitable for sleeping. It lacked everything, and the sleep experience was terrible. As for sitting in front of the door waiting for dawn, Xiang Jiannan could only endure for about half an hour. People are very fragile in the dark, especially in the late hours when drowsiness is continuous. If he could lie down, he would definitely not choose to sit.

“Little Taoist Priest, we meet again.”

The figure of Li Jin always floated in his mind. The more Xiang Jiannan sat, the lower his head sank. He felt that Li Jin had definitely done it on purpose that night. How could someone from the Fu Mo Si not be awakened? He must have known about his problem and didn’t want to speak up and correct it in the middle of the night. This kind of thing was similar to snoring; once asleep, it would happen again uncontrollably. To completely eliminate it was indeed a bit difficult.

“Li Yuanwai.”

Looking up at the person who had approached him, Xiang Jiannan didn’t expect Li Yuanwai to recover so quickly. At this time, he only looked a little thinner than before, and his complexion was not bad. After being struck by him, his right cheek seemed to have more luster. This was the first thing he thought of when he saw Li Yuanwai.

Fortunately, he wasn’t wrapped in bandages. Seeing this, the embarrassment in his heart lessened a bit.

That day at Li Yuanwai’s house, Xiang Jiannan didn’t talk much about the exorcism process. Even with Wang Yixing, he only embellished the glorious moment when he released the Little Green Light Spell, focusing on the one-hit kill. He didn’t mention a word about Xiang Jiannan’s wild slapping of Li Yuanwai in the room earlier.

There was nothing to mention. After all, it wasn’t a very impressive part. Li Yuanwai was just being beaten unilaterally at that time. Saying it would easily ruin the atmosphere. He would just treat it as a sequela left by the evil entity. As long as he didn’t say it, no third person would know.

The little Taoist priest must have thought the same.

Having been in the town for so long, Wang Yixing was not a dull person. He knew very well what should and shouldn’t be mentioned. Anyone with a normal mind would understand this.

“Where is your master?”

Li Yuanwai bowed deeply to Xiang Jiannan, which startled him.

He was a little afraid to accept it.

People in any era pay attention to status. In his opinion, Li Yuanwai’s action was not appropriate. Could it be that people with unremarkable appearances were particularly grateful? Chen Laoyezi had never done this to their master and disciple.

Li Yuanwai was too polite.

“Li Yuanwai, you mustn’t.”

Hurriedly getting up from the stool, Xiang Jiannan helped Li Yuanwai up and then said:

“Master is in the temple, I’ll go call him for you.”

After speaking, he went into Ping’an Temple, his eyes fixed on his master sitting on the cattail hassock.

This was a new topic his master had recently invented. In order to prevent the incense at Ping’an Temple from becoming miserable again due to the decline in popularity, he would lead the incense guests in meditation at irregular times each day. On the surface, he said he was seeking the blessing of the Tao Ancestor for these silent people, but in reality, he was just having these people keep him company.

The reason why the time was irregular was to force these incense guests to come every day. Whenever they had time, they had to come to Ping’an Temple. After a group of people offered incense and donations, they would finally seek spiritual satisfaction in front of the clay statue. At the moment, this pious meditation ceremony had just begun not long ago.

The trend of meditation spread quickly. He hadn’t even thought of standing up when Li Yuanwai performed the grand salute.

“Master, Li Yuanwai is here.”

Tiptoeing to Gao Yu’an’s side, Xiang Jiannan bent down and whispered.

He saw that his master seemed to have entered some special state. His white hair, combined with his Taoist robe, gave him the demeanor of an immortal imparting knowledge. His eyes were tightly closed, and his breathing was rhythmic. Behind him was the clay statue of the Grandmaster. If you didn’t look closely, you would think the two were the same person.

“. . .”

There was no reply for a long time.

Turning his head to look at the motionless crowd, Xiang Jiannan decided to be a little more forceful. Li Yuanwai and his group were already standing at the door. At this time, it was not appropriate to disturb this tranquility. They were just standing in the distance, nodding slightly, seemingly infected by the scene in front of them.

“Master?”

Summoning his courage, Xiang Jiannan extended his finger and poked it. When his fingertip touched Gao Yu’an’s Taoist robe, he felt a coolness, and after poking it twice, he immediately felt a bit of heat.

This should be “alive” now. This was a new trick his master had come up with. There was something real to it, not just a simple show.

“Huh? What are you doing?”

As if waking from a dream, after Xiang Jiannan poked him several times, Gao Yu’an finally woke up from the world he was wandering in. What followed was a series of yawns, making Xiang Jiannan doubt his previous guess again.

This old Taoist wouldn’t have been asleep just now, would he? Looking at him now, he was just short of rubbing his eyes.

I was wondering why he had been so energetic these past few days. With these naps, anyone would be full of life. Surely, as the master of Ping’an Temple, he shouldn’t be sleeping in front of so many people. Once discovered, how would he continue to deceive… benefit the common people?

“Is it Li Yuanwai who has come?”

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Li Yuanwai standing outside the door. After yawning, Gao Yu’an acted dramatically:

“Just now, I heard the Grandmaster’s guidance in the dark, saying that Ping’an Temple would have a distinguished guest visiting today. Disciple, help your teacher up.”

“Yes.”

Feeling that his master was probably confused from sleep, Xiang Jiannan didn’t say anything after answering. He guessed that his master’s legs must be numb now, otherwise, why would he almost lose his balance after getting up?

The Grandmaster’s guidance? Is that what you always think when you’re woken up?

“Taoist Priest!”

After Gao Yu’an walked out of the main hall, Li Yuanwai hurriedly saluted and then smiled. Seeing the old Taoist priest wave his horsetail whisk, the people behind him seemed to be awakened instantly. Then, they all stood up and thanked Gao Yu’an together.

“Thank you for the guidance, Taoist Priest! It was so comfortable!”

“I’ve come for several days in a row, and today it finally worked!”

What did you do?

Not understanding why everyone had this reaction, Xiang Jiannan looked at Gao Yu’an in confusion.

The previous days when they dispersed, there wasn’t this step. Old Taoist, did you do something? As a fragrance entered his nose, he immediately realized what was wrong. Looking at Li Yuanwai and the others again, he only felt his vision start to blur.

The faces of everyone in front of him turned into skeletons, especially his master, whose eye sockets were huge.


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(🇨🇳)My Master is the Real Boss

🇨🇳)My Master is the Real Boss

我师傅才是幕后大佬
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Chinese
Having transmigrated and become a Little Taoist Priest of Ping'an Temple, Xiang Jiannan feels that his life is quite tragic. Since transmigrating, all sorts of things that don't align with his original worldview have come his way, especially that Master in the Taoist temple, who is definitely clueless about how much he's screwing people over. Let's see how a Little Taoist Priest strives to grow while shedding tears of frustration. *** Xiang Jiannan, a modern soul mysteriously transmigrated into the body of a young Taoist priest in the remote town of Ping'an, just wants a quiet life. He's stuck with a master who's more interested in making a quick buck than imparting wisdom, and the local temple, Ping'an Temple, is more dilapidated than divine. But peace is short-lived. When a local family claims their "Peace Talismans" are useless against a haunting, Xiang Jiannan is reluctantly drawn into a series of increasingly bizarre events. As he investigates, Xiang Jiannan discovers that Ping'an Town is a hotbed of strange occurrences, from restless spirits to a pig demon with a penchant for collecting debts. With his master's help (or hindrance), and his own surprisingly potent, though often unpredictable, abilities, Xiang Jiannan must navigate this supernatural chaos. He finds himself forming an uneasy alliance with a mysterious agent from the Fu Mo Si, a government agency dedicated to suppressing the paranormal, and facing off against a variety of colorful characters, both human and otherwise. Along the way, Xiang Jiannan grapples with the meaning of cultivation, the effectiveness of his master's questionable methods, and the very nature of good and evil. His journey is a blend of comedic mishaps, genuine moments of terror, and a deep dive into a world where the line between the mundane and the magical is constantly blurred. He'll be forced to question everything he thought he knew about Taoism, about his master, and even about himself. And through it all, he must learn to trust his instincts, even if they lead him down the most unexpected, and often hilarious, paths.

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