2252: Gift

Gift

"Everybody quickly get away! This ghost spirit is particularly powerful! Don't let him bump into you at all costs!" The Daoist priest cried out. He gave a shout, and then he started spinning his flying sword. As if it had a mind of its own, it battled agilely in the air with a cloud of black smoke.1

The spectacle mystified everyone, but that didn't stop them from clapping their hands and cheering.

Qiao Mu: …

She had already made out the fact that the Daoist priest was manipulating the flying sword's dancing movements with sky cicada silk, which was mostly imperceptible to normal people.

From the looks of it, he seemed to be someone with great abilities to be able to control the sword from a distance.

The embarrassing performance made even Mo Lian find it shameful to watch.

Yet who knew that the Daoist priest would actually jump up at the last moment and "grab" that cloud of black smoke. He was so involved in his theatrics and shouted, "Where do you think you're running!"

Qiao Mu: …

Ah, she really wanted to crush this fraud of a Daoist priest.

"Bah!" The Daoist priest spat out saliva and then gave another grunt. He acted like he was falling down while clutching to that cloud of black smoke. He crashed to the ground and then wiped out the rising black smoke with his fists.

After watching the Daoist priest's brilliant show of subduing a ghost spirit, the spectators cheered and clapped.

Qiao Mu looked speechlessly at her dear hubby.

Mo Lian couldn't resist chortling. He squeezed her petite hand and whispered, "Life isn't easy, so just let him be."

This was also the other person's way of earning a living, so Qiao Mu naturally wouldn't recklessly expose him.

At any rate, this drama queen had been darting about throughout his performance. His physical efforts deserved some tips, but in reality, there really weren't that many tips…

After going around, the Daoist priest only received a paltry two spirit currency. It looked to Qiao Mu like he was about to cry.

*Clang.* Qiao Mu threw 10 spirit currency into the Daoist priest's alms bowl.

The Daoist priest quickly turned around to look. A little lady in red clothes who was as dazzling as the brightest pearl, and as fiery as the hottest fire, was looking expressionlessly at him.

It would be more perfect if she showed the slightest bit of expression! The Daoist priest mused.

He rubbed his hands together and walked over to her with a chuckle. He bowed with cupped hands and asked, "Little, little lady, is it you? The little lady from Qiaotou Village."

The last time they met had been on the streets of the Shuntian Prefecture. He naturally could not forget the little lady's exquisite stoic face.

Qiao Mu eyed him. "You have some foundation in drawing talismans?"

Th Daoist priest explained dejectedly, "Not much. My late master had taught me for some time when I was young, but I don't know whether it was because I did not have the talent for it, I wasn't able to grasp most of them."

Qiao Mu shook her head. "The reason you weren't able to grasp them was that your late master did not teach you all of the talismans. You only learned incomplete talisman techniques."

"We have run into each other three times since I was young, so consider it fate."

Qiao Mu waved her slender hand, and a thin booklet landed in the Daoist priest's hands. "This is a portion of the basic talisman-drawing methods of defensive talismas, attack talismans, and immobilization talismans. After learning them, you shouldn't have much problem dealing with normal intermediate-level ghost spirits. In the future, you won't have to put on such an embarrassing perfomance anymore!"

The Daoist priest gingerly flipped open the booklet with a palpitating heart. By the time he looked up again, the little stoic and that red-clothed man had already walked far away while hand in hand.

The Daoist priest ran several steps after them and cried out, "Miss, master! Thank you!"

At this time, the Daoist priest was unaware how this thin booklet would completely transform his future.

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