bacchusnovels Chapter 110 Master Wang, the toilets on Longhu Mountain are in need of a supervisor.
Chapter 110 Master Wang, the toilets on Longhu Mountain are in need of a supervisor.
Wudang Mountain, outside the mountain gate.
After a satisfying meal, it was getting late.
The lively welcoming ceremony had ended, leaving only a few solitary lamps and a group of reluctant Taoist priests.
"Old Celestial Master, Brother Su, Brother Tian, are you leaving already?"
Sect Leader Zhou Meng stood in front of the car door, holding Su Wuxian's hand, his face full of regret. He still hadn't managed to squeeze the sponsorship fee out of Su Wuxian.
"Why not stay a couple more days? We haven't even seen the sea of clouds at Wudang yet."
"I'm not watching anymore, I'm not watching anymore."
Su Wuxian waved his hand, picking his teeth:
"Looking at this sea of clouds too much can easily cause rheumatism. Besides, all the dishes here are vegetarian. You know my senior brother's appetite; he won't be used to it."
"Next time, when there's a chance, I'll bring two pigs up and we'll have a whole pig feast."
Zhou Meng's lips twitched slightly, and he gave an awkward, apologetic smile.
"Brother Su is really joking..."
"Oh dear, I forgot, you don't eat pork... I'm so sorry..."
Su Wuxian really didn't mean it, and quickly apologized.
"No problem, no problem at all. Shall we see you off then?"
Su Wuxian nodded and was about to turn around and get into the car.
"Wait a moment!!!"
"Master Su!!!"
A piercing scream came from behind.
Wang Ye, carrying three huge backpacks and holding two bedding rolls in his arms, came tumbling and crawling over like a refugee fleeing a disaster.
Behind him followed a large group of young Taoist priests with gleaming green eyes.
"Junior Brother Wang! Don't go! I still haven't paid off my mortgage!"
"Old Wang! Let's talk again! That 'V me 50' plan hasn't been finalized yet!"
"Senior! My phone is on installment payment..."
“Help!!”
Wang Ye rushed to the car door, threw his luggage into the car, and then clung tightly to Su Wuxian's leg:
"Master Su! Take me away! Please! Take me away!"
"I can't stand being on Wudang Mountain for another second! These aren't my fellow disciples, they're my enemies! They're all money-grubbing lunatics!"
Su Wuxian looked down at Wang Ye, and shook his leg in disgust:
"Let go, you're about to pull your pants down."
"Little Wang, weren't you going back to the mountains to visit your family? You're leaving after only half a day?"
"What kind of family ties are you talking about! This is going to kill us!"
"Not at all, not even a little bit!"
Wang Ye, with a mournful face, pointed to the group of ferocious fellow disciples behind him:
"Look at the way they're looking at me! They practically want to cut my kidneys off for money!"
"Master Su, please save me! Take me back to Longhu Mountain, and I'll do anything for you! I'll even sweep the floors!"
Su Wuxian stroked his chin, seemingly considering it seriously:
"Sweeping... isn't an issue."
"but......"
Su Wuxian chuckled mischievously:
"The toilets on the back hill are currently in need of a supervisor."
"And that Monkey King, he also needs someone to bathe him."
Which of these two jobs can you do?
Wang Ye gritted his teeth and made a firm decision:
"I'll do it all!!"
"As long as I get food and lodging, and don't have to deal with these desperately poor fellow apprentices, I'll do anything, even clean toilets!"
"make a deal."
Su Wuxian snapped his fingers and shouted to Zhou Meng:
"Xiao Zhou, I'll take this child with me. Consider it a labor dispatch job at Longhu Mountain."
Looking at Wang Ye's "unyielding to the death" attitude, Zhou Meng could only sigh helplessly:
"Enough, enough. A son grows up and is no longer under his mother's control... Oh no, a student grows up and is no longer under his teacher's control."
"Wang Ye, when you go to Longhu Mountain, you must behave yourself and not bring shame to Wudang."
"Don't worry, Sect Leader! Your disciple will definitely reform himself!"
Wang Ye felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly jumped into the car and even locked the door behind him, as if afraid of being dragged out.
......
The convoy started again and drove away from Wudang Mountain.
Inside the minivan.
"Phew~~~~ I'm alive again."
Wang Ye slumped in the leather seat, wiping the cold sweat from his brow, feeling like he had been given a second chance at life.
"What a spineless coward."
Tian Jinzhong, sitting in the front row, turned around and said disdainfully:
"He's supposed to be a successor of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, yet he's scared like this by a few people asking for money?"
"Master Tian, you have no idea about current prices."
Wang Ye unscrewed the thermos and took a sip of goji berry water to calm his nerves.
"Even the richest families don't have surplus grain! Besides, I'm someone who's been expelled from my sect, so my position isn't legitimate. If I dare to lend them money, do you really think they'll refuse to pay it back?"
While everyone was chatting idly.
"Ring, ring, ring..."
A clear, ethereal, and highly penetrating chime suddenly rang out in the carriage.
Everyone was taken aback and looked in the direction of the sound.
The Monkey King was sitting cross-legged in the last row, wearing sunglasses and looking solemn.
In its hand, it held a gleaming Sanqing Bell, which looked quite extraordinary.
"Ring, ring, ring..."
It has a very strong sense of rhythm, and even a subtle sense of cadence.
"this......"
Zhang Chulan's eye twitched:
"Where did this monkey get its bell?"
Su Wuxian was also taken aback for a moment, then seemed to realize something, and his expression turned strange:
"When we were eating in the main hall of Wudang Mountain just now... I think I saw something missing from the table in the main hall."
"Holy crap?"
Wang Ye was so shocked he almost slipped off his chair, pointing at the imperial bell, his finger trembling:
"This...this is the Three Pure Ones Bell that my master usually uses for rituals!!!"
"This is an artifact from Wudang Mountain, a bell passed down from our patriarch!"
"When did you steal this monkey?"
"squeak?"
When the Great Sage saw that everyone was looking at it, it stopped what it was doing and tilted its head.
It pointed to the Three Pure Bells, then to itself, grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, as if to say:
"This thing makes a nice sound, I, Old Sun, use it to pass the time."
"Ring, ring, ring..."
It started shaking again.
He even closed his eyes, looking like an old monk in deep meditation, and muttered incantations, but upon closer listening, he was actually just making random noises.
"Stop shaking!"
Zhang Chulan covered his ears:
"My migraine is about to flare up! We're going to drive for hours, and if it keeps swaying the whole way, we'll go crazy!"
"It sounds pretty good."
Tian Jinzhong, however, was someone who loved watching the drama unfold, and even swayed his head to the rhythm:
"This monkey has potential! Maybe it can cultivate itself into a Victorious Fighting Buddha someday!"
"Great Sage! Let's change the rhythm! Let's have a fast-paced clapper talk!"
"squeak!"
Upon hearing the praise, the Great Sage became even more enthusiastic.
My hand speed increased instantly.
"Ring ring ring ring ring ring!!!"
The originally tranquil sound of the bell was somehow transformed into the force of a machine gun firing.
"What a tragedy..."
Wang Ye buried his head in the cushion and wailed:
"I've just escaped the wolf's den and now I'm in the monkey's lair..."
"Mr. Su, is it too late for me to get off the bus now?"
Su Wuxian calmly put on the noise-canceling earplugs and casually handed a pair to Su Duo next to him.
"It's too late."
"The car door is welded shut."
"Just bear with it, it's nothing yet. Let it shake, it'll stop shaking when it gets tired of it."