Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 94: Your Taoist Temple is at Thousand Buddha Mountain!?

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Your Taoist Temple is at Thousand Buddha Mountain!?

Zhao Siyang came to say goodbye to Zhang San, who had just returned with two jars of wine.

"Four, you came at just the right time, let’s drink together."

"Alright."

Zhao Siyang and Zhang San first went to the kitchen to prepare some food, then found a rooftop to sit on and drank heartily.

"What wine is this?"

"Yellow Glutinous Rice Wine! Wasn’t it this same wine I treated you to the first time?"

Zhao Siyang pondered for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Do you have Green Ant?"

Zhang San put down his half-drunk bowl of wine and looked at Zhao Siyang with disdain.

"Do you know how much more expensive these two wines are? I offer you Yellow Glutinous Rice Wine, and you insist on drinking Green Ant?"

"I just like Green Ant."

Zhao Siyang was too embarrassed to say that he got headaches easily from drinking expensive wines but was fine with cheaper ones.

Zhang San’s face was a mix of disgust and helplessness as he jumped down from the roof, found a jar of Green Ant, and tossed it to Zhao Siyang.

Zhao Siyang poured himself a bowl, drank it all in one go, and smiled contentedly.

Indeed, Green Ant was more delicious.

"Zhang San, why aren’t you drinking hot water to accompany me today?"

"This wine is very expensive, you know?"

Zhang San felt that Zhao Siyang didn’t understand what it meant to live a hard and simple life. Despite wearing such tattered clothes, he knew nothing about being thrifty.

Pretending to be poor, huh!

Seeing Zhang San’s expression when he mentioned the wine was expensive, Zhao Siyang felt a bit of warmth in his heart.

"So expensive and still you treated me the first time we met; I didn’t make a mistake choosing you as a friend."

Zhang San chuckled in agreement.

The first time was the Town Martial Office paying for the wine. Why would I care if it was expensive?

Today, I’m paying for the wine myself, my money! Every single cent is precious, okay?

"I’m almost done with my journey down the mountain; I need to go back now."

Zhang San suddenly asked curiously, "Before you leave, you can tell me your real name, right?"

Zhao Siyang softly uttered three words, "Lv Chunyang."

After saying that, Lv Chunyang couldn’t help but smile broadly, waiting for Zhang San’s astonishment and praise.

"Oh."

Lv Chunyang was stunned, staring at Zhang San with puzzled eyes and asked, "Oh? That’s all you have to say?"

"What else? Should I kowtow to you?"

"I’m Lv Chunyang!"

"Got it!"

Zhang San said, clinking his wine bowl against Lv Chunyang’s, then gulped it down in one go.

Lv Chunyang was stunned.

"You don’t know who I am?"

"Aren’t you Lv Chunyang? Wait, let me look, are you drinking fake wine? No! How come your intelligence seems to have decreased with your drink?"

Lv Chunyang was dumbstruck.

I, Lv Chunyang, have been a prodigious talent from a young age, rumored to be the reincarnation of the Taoist Ancestor!

Since childhood, I’ve been fiercely sought after by all seven Taoist sects to the point of almost fighting over me, a cultivation genius appearing once every four thousand years!

The only successor in this world to the Great Wish Sword!

You haven’t heard of it?

Lv Chunyang thought about it, and although it seemed outrageous, for someone like Zhang San who didn’t even know about the Yin and Yang Harmony and the Five Emperors’ Proper Position, it was normal.

After they finished drinking, Lv Chunyang was about to leave.

Before leaving, Lv Chunyang made his final request.

"Zhang San, actually, I’m older than you, you should call me brother."

"Don’t even try it, now we’ll see who can pee further. Whoever wins is the brother!"

"Alright!"

Beneath the moonlight, two birds were released from their cage.

Accompanied by the sounds of splashing water, young Zhang San indeed grew half an inch taller.

"What are you looking at? Brother San! Are we good?"

Zhang San, while pulling up his trousers, displayed a content and satisfied smile.

"Remember, if I ever get chased by the Town Martial Office, I’ll come to you, and you have to save me."

Lv Chunyang didn’t understand, is the Town Martial Office really that fond of infighting?

"Right, where is your Taoist temple? How will I find you if I need something?"

"My Taoist temple is at the top of Thousand Buddha Mountain."

Zhang San stared at Lv Chunyang as if he were looking at a dumbass animal.

"A Taoist temple. At Thousand Buddha Mountain. Right?"

At that moment, Zhang San felt that even swearing was too weak.

The piss he had just taken should have splashed onto Lv Chunyang’s face!

A Taoist temple at the top of Thousand Buddha Mountain, is that even speakable in human terms?

Lv Chunyang departed on his sword, leaving a dashing silhouette under the moonlight.

Unbeknownst to him, Zhang San, who was watching him leave from behind, though he didn’t say a word, his lip movements expressed a farewell half filled with kinship and propagation.

By the time Lv Chunyang flew back to Thousand Buddha Mountain, it was already noon.

The sunshine was warm, casting its glow into the courtyard of the Taoist temple.

An old Taoist with fully white hair and beard was lying on a rocking chair, basking in the sun.

Upon hearing some noise, he immediately stood up.

He was very happy to see Lv Chunyang returning.

Lv Chunyang smiled at the old man, "Master, I’m back."

The old man was also extremely happy and bowed to Lv Chunyang, "Taoist Ancestor, you’re back."

Lv Chunyang’s face turned cold, and his good mood was instantly halved.

"Master, I’ve told you, I’m not the reincarnation of the Taoist Ancestor. What kind of broken Taoist Ancestor would that be!"

"Yes, yes, yes. I’m wrong, okay? Disciple, come, tell your master about any gains from your trip down the mountain."

The master knew that since Lv Chunyang had returned alone, the search for the inheritor of the Great Wish Sword must have been unsuccessful.

But seeing him still quite happy, could it be that another matter was resolved?

At the mention of this, Lv Chunyang was invigorated, leaning on the rocking chair next to his master, basking in the sun, and began to narrate with his eyes squinting.

"On this trip down the mountain, I met a girl. She used me, deceived me, left me, and even wanted to kill me later..."

The old Taoist, who was also lying down, intended to listen leisurely.

But who could have expected such an explosive start to the story? The old man sat straight up, eagerly asking, "Then what? Was it heart-wrenching, was it gut-wrenching, was it endlessly tossing and turning sleeplessly through the night?"

"Didn’t feel much."

Old Taoist: ???

"But when I parted with another person, my heart did feel a bit sour and reluctant to let go. I don’t know what that was, but sometimes this person seemed like nothing special, yet at times, he seemed more human than most of the people in this world."

Before Lv Chunyang could finish, the old Taoist couldn’t help but laugh, "Congratulations, Taoist Ancestor, it seems you’re finally getting your heart back! Who was the woman?"

Lv Chunyang was taken aback and glanced at the old man.

"What woman?"

"The one who made you feel unwilling to part, made you feel more human."

"It was a man."

The old Taoist stood up and paced back and forth in the courtyard several times.

"Are you sure it was a man? Not a woman dressed as a man? Did you check by pulling down his trousers?"

Lv Chunyang looked disgusted, "Why would I pull down someone’s trousers? But he was indeed a man, he peed further than me."

The old Taoist said nothing and just silently returned to his room.

At that moment, the old Taoist felt a bit heart-wrenched, and his insides also felt quite uneasy.

Lying down on his bed to rest, he ended up tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

"How could it be a man? Red dust to refine the heart, and it refines this?"