I really don't want to be a teacher

Hearing this, Lian Ge nodded.

Then, the two ghost messengers took a few steps back, and suddenly disappeared from Lian Ge's sight.

……

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge looked at Gu Xiaoying who had been keeping quiet all along.

"Lian Ge, are you leaving?" Gu Xiaoying asked with some interest,

"Let's go." Lian Ge nodded and smiled,

"...Lian Ge, what does the ghost officer look like?" Gu Xiaoying approached and asked enthusiastically.

"It's more human-like." Lian Ge replied simply with a smile.

And at this moment,

Mother Gu's voice sounded in the living room,

"Gu Xiaoying, Xiaoge, the dishes are ready, let's eat..."

Mother Gu yelled towards the bedroom and brought the dishes to the table.

……

After a while.

Beside the living room and the dining table, Lian Ge, Gu Xiaoying, and Gu's mother were sitting around and eating.

The little white mice are still fighting around their own dinner plates as before,

"Xiaoge, you little white mouse is really spiritual. You raised it as a spirit beast, right?" Gu's mother bent down again while eating, and put chopsticks on the little white mouse's dinner plate next to her. , said with a smile.

Hearing this, Lian Ge smiled, but didn't answer,

On the side, Gu Xiaoying sat beside Lian Ge, and asked aloud while eating,

"Mom, isn't my dad's surgery done yet?

"No, the time is set to start at two o'clock this afternoon, and the operation is estimated to last ten or twenty hours." Mother Gu turned around, shook her head and said,

"I have to send some food to your father in a while. How can I do without some food after such a long operation?"

"What kind of surgery? It took so long." Gu Xiaoying asked curiously,

"Tumor removal for a 93-year-old man." Gu's mother shook her head and said.

Hearing this, Lian Ge paused with his chopsticks, and turned his gaze to Mother Gu,

"The patient has a malignant tumor and has reached the middle and late stages. Patients at such an age generally do not undergo surgery, but palliative care. First, the risk of surgery is extremely high, and second, the prognosis is not very ideal. Second, for such an old patient More importantly, to ensure the quality of life of patients in the last period of time.

But the patient is an old soldier who has fought all his life.Said that he had never surrendered in his life, and he would not surrender this time. Even if he died, he had to decide for himself.To die is also to die on the operating table, to die on the 'battlefield'. "Mother Gu looked at the two of them and said, with a little emotion in her words.

Hearing this, Lian Ge and Gu Xiaoying fell silent for a while,

"Master, you're going to deliver food to Master later, right? I'll go."

Picking up the chopsticks again, Lian Ge said aloud,

"I want to see the old man."

"Okay," Gu's mother nodded, without refusing, "Let's not talk about this, let's eat first, before the food gets cold."

"...Xiaoge, try this Dongpo pork, does it suit your taste..."

……

While Lian Ge and others were eating, on the other side,

Nandu, in front of Yunshan Temple.

"...Dad, there seems to be no rice in the temple."

"I've said it all, don't call me dad in front of outsiders, my goddamn fairy image will be ruined by you."

"Dad, there are no outsiders here..."

"You fucking dare to talk back, and the game time will be deducted by an hour at night, as a warning to others."

"Ancestor, old ancestor, you can call it whatever you want, you can call it ancestor."

"...Who is your ancestor! Stop for me."

"A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!"

"I've said it all, I'm not a gentleman..."

Along the winding mountain path, two Taoist priests, one old and one young, returned to the front of Yunshan Temple.

"Master, Dad, there is no more rice in the temple..."

"You don't talk about it when you are at the bottom of the mountain, just cook some potatoes and eat." Chen Luodao kicked Chen Xiaoxuan lightly,

"Why don't you open the door quickly, what are you doing in a daze..."

"Dad, do you feel... suddenly a little cold." Chen Xiaoxuan took out the key, turned his head and said while opening the door.

"It's a bit cold. Let's cool down in the mountains. You guys should put on more clothes later. Don't catch cold again."

While speaking, Chen Luodao trembled slightly, then opened the door and walked in.

Chen Xiaoxuan also responded, and then stepped into the Yunshan Temple.

When he entered the temple and was about to close the door, he turned around, Chen Xiaoxuan couldn't help but froze,

"Dad..." Chen Xiaoxuan said with trembling voice and body.

Hearing the sound, Chen Luodao, who was walking towards the courtyard, turned around, was about to say something, but stopped his movements suddenly,

I saw, in front of the two of them, outside the gate of Yunshan Guanguan,

The two pale figures, dressed in black formal attire and full of ghostly aura, stared straight at Chen Luodao and Chen Xiaoxuan,

Looking at the two ghosts that looked like people but were not at all popular, Chen Luodao trembled slightly, but he still quickly pulled Chen Xiaoxuan past him, protecting him behind him,

"Where are the demons and goblins who dare to come to Yunshan Temple to make troubles? Do you know that Yunshan Temple is the place where the true law is passed on, and the place favored by real people. Believe it or not, the poor will cast a spell and let you be annihilated in ashes."

Chen Luodao had the courage to raise his voice and shouted to the two figures haunted by ghostly aura.

At the same time, the hand behind was still gently pushing Chen Xiaoxuan, signaling him to run quickly.

Chapter 161 Driving Ghosts and Gods

View of Yunshan, in front of the gate.

The two ghost messengers stared indifferently at Chen Luodao, who was baring his teeth and claws, showing no mana fluctuations, appearing indifferent.

Behind Chen Luodao, Chen Xiaoxuan had already started to move backwards, ready to go down the mountain to call for someone,

"... If you evil ghosts dare to step forward again, I will let your blood splash on the spot!" Chen Luodao raised his voice, bluffing and roaring.

Hearing the sound, the two ghost messengers looked at each other, and one of them took a step forward.

Before Chen Luodao and the two turned around and ran away, they said aloud:

"We are ghost messengers from the underworld, and we are here under the order of the celestial master."

"Tianshi?" Chen Luodao froze, and slowly put away his raised hand, embarrassed and puzzled at the same time,

"Master Lian Ge." One of the ghost messengers explained aloud.

"Realist Lian?" Chen Luodao reacted, more embarrassing, and moved away, "Two brothers, ghost messengers, please come in quickly, the poor Taoist has neglected you."

As he said, he turned his head and gave Chen Xiaoxuan a wink,

"Stinky boy, hurry up and make tea."

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoxuan looked at the two ghost messengers, then at Chen Luodao, turned around and ran towards the temple.

Watching this scene, the two ghost guards did not stop them, but continued to say to Chen Luodao,

"There's no need to make tea. It's inconvenient for me to stay for a long time while I'm on duty."

"What you want, what you want, the two elder brother ghosts came from afar, if the impoverished Taoist hospitality is not good enough, wouldn't it be a loss of the friendship of the landlord."

Even though he said so, Chen Luodao still stood by the door without moving.

"I don't know why Lian Zhenren sent two people here, what's the matter?"

The two ghost messengers watched Chen Luodao's movements and didn't say much, just replied,

"By the order of the celestial master, I will send you two volumes of books."

One of the ghost messengers was speaking, and handed the wordless book and an engraved manuscript to Chen Luodao.

When Chen Luodao heard the words, he turned his eyes to the two books in the hands of the underworld ghost messenger.

Staring at the wordless book, Chen Luodao paused, feeling a little dazed.

"This is... this is... a wordless book."

Chen Luodao's body trembled slightly, and the long memories seemed to come out of his mind,

There are complex emotions in the eyes, a little excited and a little nervous,

Chen Luodao stretched out his trembling hands, and took the wordless scripture and the engraved manuscript with both hands.

Without taking care of the engraved copy, Chen Luodao turned the wordless book to the back, and wiped some traces of the lines on the back of the wordless book with his fingers over and over again, the traces left over the years in the process of inheritance,

"That's right...that's right, the Wordless Heavenly Book..."

Chen Luodao wiped the wordless book lightly with his fingers over and over again, muttering to himself, his eyes were flushed, and tears welled up in an instant.

"For decades, finally...thank you..."

The two ghost messengers watched the emotional Chen Luodao and didn't stay any longer.

"Since the things have been delivered, I will take my leave first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chen Luodao to respond, the two ghost messengers suddenly disappeared in front of the Guanmen.

……

Chen Luodao, who wiped the wordless book again and again, didn't care about the departure of the two ghost messengers, and his mind was completely concentrated on the wordless book.

Looking at the wordless book, Chen Luodao's eyes turned redder, and he hugged the wordless book in his arms like that, and sat down at the entrance of the temple,

"Master, I found the Wordless Heavenly Book... I found it..."

Chen Luodao trembled slightly, hugging the wordless book in his arms tightly,

"...Dad, I have already called Brother Lian, and he said..."

Chen Xiaoxuan, who ran into the temple, ran out again at this moment, and saw Chen Luodao leaning against the gate, hugging a book tightly, with red eyes, Chen Xiaoxuan's voice became lower and lower, and his footsteps gradually slowed down.

……

On the other side, Guangling Jianxing Temple,

"...Go get some more water and water the vegetables over there."

"Okay, master..."

In the backyard, the old monk Jian Xing was digging the ground with a hoe, planting seasonal vegetables, and the monk Fakong was holding a bucket and a ladle beside him, and had just poured the water in the bucket.

"Boom."

Throwing the scoop into the bucket, Fakong carried the empty bucket and walked towards the water storage tank.

Suddenly, the old monk Jianxing stopped his movements, straightened up, and looked towards the front yard.

The full spirit makes him faintly aware of certain things,

"Fakong, you don't need to fetch water, let's make tea, there are guests coming."

After finishing speaking, the old monk Jian Xing put down his hoe and vegetable seedlings, brushed the dust off his body and hands, and walked towards the front yard.

……

"crunch..."

The old temple gate was opened by the old monk Jianxing, and two figures lingering with ghostly spirit appeared in front of him.

"The two benefactors..."