In the past six months, Nanfeng has really managed to hide himself and keep a low profile.
Except for those people in the Suwu Hall, few Taoist priests knew Nanfeng, which was not unrelated to his work. Every day when the Taoist priest left his residence to conduct morning classes, they would go over and empty the toilet. By the time the Taoist priest came back, they had already left. In addition, the place where he lives is located on the western slope, and Taoist priests do not go there on weekdays.
In addition to growing taller in the past six months, Nanfeng has also gained a lot, that is, he can read. Although he can't read all the words, he can understand and write most of the words. He brought a morning lesson book. He can recognize 60-70% of the characters.
His monthly salary is scattered among everyone, and it is difficult to get a good reputation. Some older handymen will occasionally remind him not to be too generous and to keep some money with him, but Nanfeng doesn't care. He is a beggar. , the worst luck would be to be a beggar again.
It is already early summer, and it will be September in three months. The ninth day of September is the Taiqing Sect’s annual apprenticeship ceremony. This time we will accept the last batch of Lingzi generation disciples, and then we will stop accepting twelve more disciples. Year, the next time I accept it, I will be a virtual person.
Taiqing Sect has always recruited disciples by accepting two disciplines and suspending one discipline, in order to widen the age gap between the two generations and better free up manpower and material resources to train and teach the disciples who have already started.
There are many young people in the Secular Affairs Hall who were not selected last year. They work in the Secular Affairs Hall in order to wait until this year for reference. As the date of apprenticeship approaches, these young people begin to study hard to prepare for the exam, or recite scriptures or practice writing. Or guess the test questions.
Different from the intense efforts of these teenagers, Nan Feng went about his work every day, still helping in the kitchen in the afternoon, and going to bed before the second watch as usual. There was no sign of any nervousness at all.
The fact is just as he showed, he is indeed not nervous. There are real people working secretly, and the reference is just a process. Even if he doesn't want to be a Taoist priest, those people will stuff it in for him.
Get up and get dressed, saddle up the mule and hit the road in the dark, just like before.
"Nanfeng, I heard that this year's three questions will still be asked by Xiahe Hall. At the beginning of the year, Master Tiancheng left you in the Suwu Hall. You go find him. He is the assistant of Xiahe Hall. If he is willing to give some advice, We can also benefit from you." The one who spoke was the boy whose head was broken by Nanfeng that day. His name was Kong Yiming.
"Why don't you go?" Nanfeng pouted. There is a saying that no deal can be made without fighting. This makes sense. Only by letting the other party know that you are not easy to mess with will the other party make friends with you.
"We are not familiar with him." Kong Yiming said.
"I'm not going. I'm not familiar with him either," Nan Feng shook his head, "Besides, even if he is willing to give us some advice, there are still six tests after the three questions."
Kong Yiming said, "The sixth exam will be conducted by Zhongwei Hall. Waizui knows an old mage there."
"I won't go. I feel like being in the Secular Affairs Hall is pretty good. If I become a Taoist priest, I won't be so comfortable." Nanfeng said with a smile. The crooked mouth Kong Yiming was talking about was another driver. This man failed the first test at the age of twelve and failed eight tests. He is a legendary figure.
Kong Yiming saw that Nanfeng refused, and kept teasing him all the way. Until he came to the residence of the Taoist priests in Xiahe Hall, Kong Yiming was still nagging.
When they arrived at the workplace, Kong Yiming and others started working. Nanfeng was waiting in the car as usual. The driver did not need to carry the toilet.
There are many rooms in the Xiahe Hall. The Taoist priests of the Dongshen Department, the Gaoxuan Department, and the Shengxuan Department are under the management of the Xiahe Hall. Those Taoist boys who have not yet been conferred are also under the management of the Xiahe Hall. There are five to ten Taoist boys in one room. Taoist priests share a room with each other. The more people there are, the more people will urinate. Every time, everyone goes to the Taoist boy's room in the big courtyard first, and then to the Taoist priest's room in the small courtyard.
"Get out." A woman's voice came from the Taoist priest's room.
Nanfeng turned around and saw Kong Yiming and another handyman running out of a room in the northeast corner in a panic.
"What's going on?" Nanfeng asked.
"There is a little Taoist nun in the house who didn't get up." Kong Yiming was scolded and felt very frustrated.
"What do you see?" Nanfeng smiled evilly. As the saying goes, those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black. He lived in the market. He was already sensible early, but when he came to Taiqing Mountain, he often helped in the kitchen. Those aunts and sisters-in-law said weird things all day long. Son, you are not serious either.
"If you see something, you won't deserve to be scolded." Kong Yiming walked to another room.
It dawns early in summer, and by the time everyone empties the toilets in various rooms in the courtyard, it's almost dawn.
"What are you doing? Don't look at me, I'm not going." Kong Yiming tilted his head to the side, avoiding Nanfeng's sight.
"It has to be taken down. It's so hot. How can we treat people in the house if we don't take it down?" Nan Feng said.
After Nanfeng finished speaking, no one answered.
Nanfeng had no choice but to jump off the carriage. He had to leave here before the Taoist priests finished their morning classes. Once the morning classes ended, thousands of Taoist priests would go down the mountain together, and they would not be able to cross the road.
Nan Feng walked to the door and knocked lightly, "Taoist Priest, I'll come in and move the toilet."
There was no sound in the room. Nanfeng tilted his head and looked into the room. Before he could see the scene in the room clearly, something white flew towards him. It hit the forehead and shattered on the ground.
Nanfeng was beaten to pieces and staggered back. After he stood firm, he raised his hand to touch his head, and a big bump appeared on his forehead. Looking down, there was a broken porcelain cup on the ground.
"Nanfeng, let's go. It's not that she won't let us in, and it's not that we won't clean up." Kong Yiming shouted from beside the carriage.
"That's okay, dumping the toilet is our job and we should do it well." Nanfeng responded loudly.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion after hearing this. Nan Feng always spoke casually and was rarely so serious.
After Nanfeng finished speaking, he rushed into the room and said, "Taoist priest, if we don't clean the toilet, the ministers will punish us. If you don't let us in, you can just move the toilet out yourself."
After a brief silence, a woman's voice came from the room, "Come in."
Nanfeng stepped into the door, looked around and saw a girl sitting on a wooden bed on the west side of the room. She was young, only fifteen or sixteen years old, with her hair disheveled and wrapped in a thin quilt.
Nan Feng originally thought that the little Taoist nun was sick and therefore did not attend the morning class, but it didn't look like she was sick. But whether the other person is sick or not doesn't affect him from doing what he wants to do.
The toilet in each room is on the right side of the door. When Nanfeng moved the toilet, he didn't hold it firmly and the toilet fell to the ground and spilled.
"Oh, I didn't mean it." Nanfeng went to pick up the toilet with a panic look on his face, but before his hands could reach it, he went up feet first. It didn't spill all the toilet originally, but this time it spilled all, and it spread everywhere.
"What are you doing?" the little Taoist nun shouted angrily, "You obviously did it on purpose."
"Don't dare, don't dare. Even though you hit me on the head, I can't intentionally knock over the toilet to retaliate against you. I'll ask someone to flush it right now," Nanfeng said and ran to the door. "Come on, put the bucket in." Bring it here, the toilet is spilled."
"Get out!" The little Taoist nun pointed at the door.
As soon as she stretched out her hand, there was a seam in the quilt, and Nan Feng saw clearly that the little Taoist nun was not wearing any clothes and only had a bellyband hanging on her body.
"Why are you not wearing any clothes?" Nanfeng stared in shock.
Upon hearing this, the little Taoist nun hurriedly retracted her arms and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.
Nan Feng was greatly embarrassed and hurriedly put the toilet back in place. At a glance, he found a pile of clothes under the copper basin on the east side basin shelf, "Your clothes are here."
"Go out and close the door." The little Taoist nun bared her teeth and glared.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Nan Feng hurriedly went out and closed the door.
"Well done, you have the guts." Kong Yiming and others gave Nanfeng a thumbs up.
"Don't leave." The little Taoist nun shouted angrily from the room.
If she didn't shout, Nanfeng might not run away. If she shouted, Nanfeng would get in the car and run away. Kong Yiming and others followed behind and laughed while running.
At this time, the bells were ringing from the mountain, and at 3:30, morning classes were over.
Nanfeng drove forward and crossed the main road before the Taoist priests went down the mountain. He got onto the small road. When he looked back, he saw that the Taoist nun was catching up with him.
When the little Taoist nun was chasing after her, she used her physical skills and jumped several feet. Before Nanfeng could whip her whip to speed up, she had already jumped over the main road in the mountain, kicked up in the air, and kicked Nanfeng off the car.
Nanfeng fell out of the car and fell all over. Just as he got up, he was kicked in the chest again.
"Lingyan, stop!" Tian Chengzi's voice came from the distance.
Before Nanfeng could fall down again, Tian Chengzi had already rushed over and reached out to catch him.
Tian Chengzi did not look at Nanfeng, but asked the little Taoist nun loudly, "Lingyanzi, why did you beat the handyman?"
"Master, he... he..." Lingyanzi pointed his hand to the wind and was speechless.
Seeing that she was speechless, Nanfeng was worried for her. At this time, the Taoist priests who had finished their morning classes were coming down the mountain. Although they did not stop to watch, they all tilted their heads and watched while walking. Lingyanzi said a few words, and people who did not know the truth thought that What did he do to her
In the end, Lingyanzi didn't say the second half. In the middle of the sentence, he suddenly pointed to the mountain road and said, "Lingjizi, did you hide my Taoist robe?"
"It's not me, it's not me." A little Taoist nun in the crowd waved her hands repeatedly.
"You and I are roommates, aren't you or who?" Lingyanzi blushed.
Tian Chengzi guessed what happened based on Lingyanzi's words, and waved his hand to Nanfeng, "This matter has nothing to do with you, go ahead, go ahead."
Nanfeng was kicked twice and was furious. After getting in the car, he shouted loudly, "I am just a toilet emptier. How did I know you were not wearing any clothes?"
The Taoist who came down the mountain laughed loudly at the sound. Lingyanzi was arguing with Lingjizi at this time. He heard Nanfeng shouting and pointed at him, "The scoundrel is so evil that he will be hated. I will never let it go with you..."