The Green Tea's Target is Always Wrong【Quick Transmigration】(Completed BL)

Chapter 82: Saving the World with Tea Art (15)

Yue Chu shook his head, pointing to his rosy complexion, somewhat amused, "Look at me, does it seem like I'm experiencing what you described?"

The old Taoist stroked his beard, his gray eyebrows furrowing tightly. Indeed, it was as he said. Apart from a hint of dark aura at the center of Yue Chu's brow, there was no sign of any ghosts lingering around him. Moreover, he had inspected the room and found no trace of any ghostly presence.

What he didn't know was that the "ghost" he was looking for was sitting right next to Yue Chu on the sofa armrest, staring at him with a cold gaze.

The old Taoist, however, was not willing to give up. That talisman was no ordinary object; any ghost capable of easily breaking it was not an ordinary entity.

He asked again, "Have you encountered anyone unusual recently, fellow Taoist?"

Upon hearing this question, Yue Chu's expression finally changed. He seemed hesitant but still shook his head.

The old Taoist's eyes lit up, knowing he had found a breakthrough. However, he could also understand Yue Chu's dilemma. After all, ordinary people wouldn't believe these things unless they experienced them firsthand.

On the other hand, Fang Tian's face turned pale. He wished he could turn back time and strangle these two damn guys in their cradles.

This was bad, really bad. If Yue Chu were to discover his identity...

Fang Tian felt like the sky was falling!

What they called "dying under sunlight" was nothing compared to this!

Yue Chu regained his composure and chose to remain silent. "Sorry, I'm just an ordinary person. My daily life is quite routine, and I haven't encountered any strange individuals."

The old Taoist chuckled softly and didn't press further, giving Yue Chu time to think.

"Well, perhaps I was mistaken. But, friend, you should still think about it these days. That ghost is quite powerful, and it may have malicious intentions towards the mortal realm."

Yue Chu's expression turned serious, a hint of struggle flashing in his clear eyes, but he still didn't speak.

Seeing the old Taoist about to leave, he stood up and opened the door to see him off.

However, his mind was in turmoil, and how long he could hold out depended on his resilience.

The old Taoist, feeling quite satisfied, stroked his beard confidently and left with Huang Song.

Huang Song, still confused about the situation, scratched his head dazedly. "Master, why didn't we ask when it was clear he was hiding something?"

"You clueless lad, if you can see it, do you think I can't? Precisely because of that, we didn't need to pursue further. That person has a pure heart and definitely can't bear the torment of guilt. In a couple of days, he'll come knocking on our door voluntarily, saving us the trouble."

Huang Song looked bewildered. "Really?"

But seeing his master's triumphant look, he silently withdrew, refraining from pouring cold water on his master's excitement.

However, perhaps the more innocent one's instincts are, the more accurate they become. Huang Song always felt that the gentle man with a smiling face didn't seem as kind as they had imagined.

What they didn't know was that while they were discussing, a dark shadow had slowly gathered behind them, forming sharp blade-like shapes, ready to cut them into pieces.

On the other side, after closing the door, Yue Chu's previously worried expression immediately disappeared, replaced by a gentle smile on his lips.

He picked up the transparent bottle on the table and poured himself another glass of milkshake. Opening the bag of chocolate cookies beside him, he took one and put it in his mouth.

Leisurely reclining on the sofa, he picked up his phone and glanced at it. He sent a message to Fang Tian saying, "I'll be there soon," then reluctantly opened the chat with Mrs. Xie, typing a line with a troubled tone.

"Sorry, Madam Xie, I really can't do this. Although I have chosen the path of worldly cultivation, I still strive to do good deeds. How can I do something so contrary to natural principles?"

Mrs. Xie sent another bunch of messages, but Yue Chu simply blocked her, not even bothering to read them.

Seeing Fang Tian's reply, he said again, "Alright, the matter is settled, let's continue the game."

Meanwhile, outside, Fang Tian, who was preparing to crush the heads of the two Taoists, instantly transformed from a monstrous ghostly figure back to a human form. Without skipping a beat, he began typing rapidly.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you."

Huang Song sensitively turned around, but behind him, there was only a long alleyway, with winding stairs sandwiched between low-rise buildings on both sides, stretching from the light under the lamp to the darkness in the distance.

Nearby white streetlights, distant colorful signs, and the darkness extending to the corner connected to a road that transitioned from light to dark, as if leading to the depths of hell.

The old Taoist puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Huang Song anxiously ground his AJ shoes underfoot, feeling like there was something behind him just now.

The old Taoist rolled his eyes speechlessly, giving his disciple a hard slap on the head.

This little rascal was getting ahead of himself. If there was something supernatural, he should have felt it first. When did it become this kid's turn to speak up?

However, out of caution, the old Taoist still tightly grasped his talisman and walked backward vigilantly.

Huang Song stood nervously in place, scanning back and forth uneasily until he saw his master return to his side, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, did you find anything?"

The old Taoist fiercely knocked Huang Song's back with the spirit-calling bell, realizing what? Realizing there was a ghost... no, realizing there was nothing at all!

"In the future, if you startle easily and get suspicious for no reason, I'll have you copy talismans as punishment!"

With his hands behind his back, the old Taoist angrily strode away.

Huang Song could only jog to catch up, muttering excuses to himself, "In our line of work, it's natural to be suspicious..."

"You dare to argue, I'll teach you a lesson!"

"Master, spare me..."

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