One hundred thirty-eight, small cottage in the mountains

  Bai Yu and Si Mu Dao Chang arrived at his residence in the early morning after traveling together, and in this deep mountain, there were only two small wooden houses standing alone, surrounded by clouds and mist drifting slowly, which was quite picturesque.

  Bai Yu smiled and said: "Brother Dao, I don't know which one is your residence here? And where should we go?"

  He pointed to the front and said, "It's that one. The other is an old monk, don't mind him. But that old monk is quite annoying, every time I see him, I feel like he wants to be against me, it makes me feel annoyed." Although his words seemed to be full of dislike, there was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, as if he actually enjoyed arguing with that old master. It seemed they had been neighbors for many years and often quarreled, but their arguments also brought out deep feelings.

  At this time, the four-eyed Taoist priest sighed and said: "This old man has not been seen for many years, and this house has been empty all the time. Not a single person to talk to is also suffocating. This time, my Taoist friend, since you have come here, stay for a few more days and live here. It's just right that we can discuss Taoism and relieve boredom."

  White Feather naturally knew that Yixing Master had returned, and he also brought back a female apprentice. However, in this world, he wouldn't want to leave here too far away, so he smiled slightly and nodded: "It's fine like this, I'll just stay here for a few more days."

  Then Bai Yu pointed to the residence of Si Mu Daochang, and the stiff gaze of the toad that had reached its limit on the ground turned around and went in that direction. However, it seems that this toad has already reached its limit at this time. Looking at it now, the distance of its jump has obviously started to shorten, and its speed has also slowed down a lot.

  If this toad had its own consciousness now, it would definitely run away immediately. Although it was originally jumping and walking, the distance is too far from dawn till now, it has been several hours, these zombies have jumped tens of miles, and there hasn't even been a slight pause in between.

  The two followed the leading toad to the wooden house where Si-ming lived, and indeed, the house was decorated with great care, and its ancient color gave off a fresh scent at first sight.

  At this time, the four Taoist priests said: "I'll go ahead and call the door first, fellow Taoists will wait here for a while, it will be fine soon." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the front of the house.

  Bai Yu nodded in response, but his mind involuntarily flashed back to the scene from the movie where Si Mu Dao Zhang's attempt to use magic on his disciples ended up getting him beaten by zombies instead.

  Bai Yu couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile at this thought.

  At this time, the four-eyed Taoist had already arrived in front of the main gate. He walked forward and knocked on the door, shouting inside: "Jiale, Jiale, open the door! Open the door." However, there was no movement inside. It seemed that Jiale slept too soundly and didn't hear it.

  Si Mu Dao Chang shouted for half a day without hearing any response, and glanced at the white feather behind him, feeling a bit embarrassed, smiled and said: "It's okay, fellow Taoist, watch me." Then he made his hands into claws and directly dug through the sticky window paper on the door. All of a sudden, there was a "ripping" sound, and both of his hands stretched inside the door, opening it from the inside.

  He pushed open the door and took a glance inside, where Jiale was still sleeping. His eyes gleamed with anger as he muttered under his breath: "You little brat, I've been calling out for so long and you didn't even respond. You're actually sleeping in here, and you've already forgotten all about my instructions." He then lifted his foot and walked towards Jiale, pulling up his sleeves along the way. It seemed like he was ready to teach him a lesson. At this moment, he wouldn't use any tricks or tactics like he did in the drama, especially since Bai Yu was still around. Although his face wasn't easily embarrassed, he wouldn't reveal that side of himself when they weren't very familiar with each other yet.

  In just a few steps, Dao Zhang arrived beside Jiale and saw that he had bitten his teeth and pinched Jiale's ear with one hand. "You little brat, I told you to watch the house, but you're sleeping like a dead pig here! Did you listen to what I said?"

  His ears were pinched, and Jiale suddenly let out a loud cry of pain, begging for mercy: "Ah, Master, please be gentle, I was wrong, isn't that enough?"

  However, since he was his own apprentice, he couldn't bring himself to be too harsh. He loosened his grip with a hint of anger and said, "Hurry up and get up for me! First, prepare some tea water, we have guests coming over here, we need to treat them well. Later, you go kill another chicken."

  Who would have thought that Jiale heard the words and was overjoyed, saying: "Master, you also know that the Grandmaster has returned? That's great, I'll go call him over right away. But let's spare the chicken, shall we? The Grandmaster is a vegetarian after all."

  Si Mu Dao Chang heard this and was taken aback: "You're saying that the monk from next door has returned?"

  Jiale looked at him with some confusion and said: "What's wrong, Master? Don't you know?"

  Bai Yu could see a hint of nostalgia in the four's gaze, and it seemed that he was also secretly pleased, but he just didn't want to show it.

  Si Mu Dao Chang also came back to his senses at this time, and hummed softly: "What's the big deal about that old guy coming back? Who said we had to invite him to dinner? There is a fellow Taoist passing by here who wants to stay for a short while."

  Jiale's face changed color, somewhat surprised, and his eyes scanned around but only saw Bai Yu at the door. Seeing Bai Yu's attire, he was even more surprised and said: "Master, who is this little brother? Could it be that Daozhang's disciple?" Then he became excited and said: "If so, that would be great! In all these years, I haven't had many playmates, and in just two days, I can meet two, what a coincidence!"

  Si Mu Dao Chang heard the words and suddenly glared with the pair of eyes behind his glasses: "What nonsense are you talking about? This is my fellow Taoist, you should call him Shifu, why don't you hurry up and pay your respects?"

  Jiale was stunned at once, such a young Daoist priest? Who would have such a high generation?

  He saw that he was a bit dazed, and the anger that had just dissipated rose again. With a swift slap on his head, he shouted: "You stinky brat, what are you thinking about? Don't you dare call me Shifu? Are you looking down on people because of their youth? You fool! Do you think everyone is like you? Studying Taoist techniques all day without putting in any effort, and only now have you barely managed to condense five or six strands of Fa Li. Meanwhile, others who may have started practicing later than you have already reached the second realm of cultivation. Can't you see the difference?"

  Jiale's mouth opened in shock, looking somewhat incredulous, almost petrified, before finally squeezing out a sentence: "Really?"

  Si Mu Dao Chang's face seemed to have a hint of resentment, and he slapped him on the head with a loud slap, scolding: "Can't you even pretend? Don't you dare show me respect?"

  Jia Le's face tightened and his expression was somewhat strange as he placed his hand on his chest and bowed.

  However, Si Mu Dao Zhang was very dissatisfied, and his eyes widened as he let out a long nasal sound: "Hmmm?"

  Jiale looked a bit wronged, he indeed didn't react in time and forgot the rules. You know, the Four Eyed Taoist Sect is quite strict about etiquette, generally those who are one stage lower than oneself must bow to the chest, while those who are one generation apart must bow to the head.

  Jiale then changed his gesture and put his hands on his head, bowing slightly as he shouted in a somewhat strange tone: "Greetings, Daozhang."

  At this time, Si Mu Dao Chang nodded slightly with some satisfaction: "Alright, you go down first and settle those customers well. Later, kill a chicken and bring it up."

  Jia Le weakly responded with a "yes" before walking away.

  As Jiale's figure disappeared at the door, Sima Daochang immediately put down his originally stern expression and smiled at Bai Yu: "Come, fellow Taoist, let's sit down and chat." He then made a polite gesture towards an eight-immortal table not far away.

  Bai Yu smiled and nodded, then walked over to a location and sat down.

  After the two sat down, Bai Yu smiled and said: "I really didn't expect that Brother Dao's place would be so strict about etiquette, but I don't know what sect Brother belongs to?"

  Si Mu Dao Chang slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "Come to think of it, we haven't even made a proper introduction yet. I suppose we got too caught up in the conversation. Let me introduce myself: I'm from a branch of the Cao Shan sect, and as for my name... well, since I've entered the mundane world, my secular name is rarely mentioned. Those who know me just call me Si Mu Dao Ren."

  Bai Yu was taken aback and said: "Oh, Dao brother is also from the Mao Shan sect? My Daoist name is Light Feather, and I am also from the Mao Shan sect."

  Si Mu Dao Chang burst out laughing and said: "I said we would hit it off, turns out we're actually from the same school, what a coincidence! Today we must have a good chat."

  However, at this time, Bai Yu felt a bit strange and asked: "Brother Dao, since you belong to the Mao Shan sect, did you learn the secret techniques of Mao Shan's Taoist methods?" This four-eyed Taoist priest said he was a branch of Mao Shan, but he didn't understand the technique of scattering beans to form soldiers, which is indeed a bit strange.

  There was a hint of regret in Sima Daochang's eyes, and he nodded: "What I learned is indeed from the Mao Mountain secret skills, but unfortunately our school of secret skills has some defects, and some techniques can no longer be practiced."

  When he heard this, Bai Yu suddenly realized that Maoshan also had branches and leaves. In the zombie world experienced by Bai Yu, most of the Taoist priests were branch veins, otherwise the orthodox Maoshan would not have fallen outside, it was really too complicated with these branch veins.

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