Yang Lin looked at Cheng Fan with a look of surprise.

"Are you really a Taoist priest? I thought you were an actor!"

Cheng Fan glanced at him and said lightly: "I am Daoxuan, I have been waiting for you for a long time, so follow me."

After taking off the "star halo" he had made up for himself, Yang Lin immediately became confident.

Get up and speak domineeringly at Cheng Fan:

"Slowly! The mountain roads of your temple are too difficult to walk, I'm so tired. Go and get me some water!"

Cheng Fan naturally wouldn't be tempted by him, so he turned around and left.

"Hey! This little Taoist priest, there is no politeness at all!"

Yang Lin stood up, looking unhappy.

The wife repeatedly comforted her, "Okay, the Taoist priest has come out to greet you, what else are you unhappy?"

"Take it down! Are they all cheating money?"

Yang Lin complained without hesitation: "There is no service at all, how can I cheat my money like this?"

His wife was so amused and laughed, "Don't always think of people so badly."

Yang Lin threw the words "You don't understand" and stepped into the Taoist temple.

With just one step, he was completely confused.

Half of his feet were outside, sour and numb, and his skin was dry due to the hot weather.

The other half of his foot stepped into the temple, and the refreshing and numbness quickly dissipated.

"this......"

Yang Lin retreated and stepped in again.

One cold and one hot, the huge difference made him stunned.

Yang Lin widened his eyes. Is this just an ordinary Taoist temple gate?

It’s obviously a miss inside, so where does this comfortable and cool feeling come out?

The wife watched him in and out like a fool.

In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore.

"Yang Lin! What plane are you working on?"

"No, I, I don't know what's going on?"

My wife ignored her and grabbed Yang Lin and walked towards the front hall.

The moment I entered the Taoist temple, the breeze blew over my face.

Only then did the wife understand why Yang Lin had such strange behavior.

"Alin, everyone can walk the path of asking questions easily. You can't walk alone. Isn't this a problem?"

Yang Lin suddenly became silent after his wife's words.

But he was still dissatisfied and said with his neck in his arms: "There are many tricks nowadays, and I will not believe it anyway!"

His wife was speechless when she saw his stubborn look.

When they walked into the front hall, the two saw the herbal tea prepared by Cheng Fan and him.

Before Cheng Fan could explain, Yang Lin couldn't wait to pour herbal tea into his stomach.

Yang Lin picked up the teacup and drank it all, and the fatigue from his limbs and bones was immediately wiped out.

Then my eyes lit up and I drank my wife's portion.

"Master, you're laughing." The wife smiled awkwardly and said helplessly.

Yang Lin walked on the road of asking questions, but at the end he almost gritted his teeth and climbed up.

A wife who feels sorry for her husband will naturally not care about a mere cup of herbal tea.

“It’s okay.”

Cheng Fan's mouth slightly raised and waved his hand.

His spiritual tea is not something that ordinary people can afford.

A cup of refreshing and quenching thirst.

If you eat two cups, the stomach and intestines of ordinary people will not be able to bear it.

Yang Lin is afraid he will stay in the toilet for a while.

Cheng Fan smiled faintly, "Tea is naturally a good tea, but ordinary people can only drink one cup of this tea."

"Why is this?" Yang Lin asked, holding up his cup, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Is charging going to start?

Where is this going?

However, this herbal tea tasted very good, and he wanted to have two more cups.

"Tell me, little Taoist priest. How much does this herbal tea cost? Just take out the amount there!"

Yang Lin looked like "I have seen through your routine."

Cheng Fan reached behind his back, took out a palm-sized teapot from the system space, and handed it to Yang Lin's wife with a cup.

He said lightly: "One person can only drink one drink."

The wife took it respectfully, drank it all, and her eyes lit up.

This herbal tea is indeed extraordinary!

No wonder Yang Lin wants another drink.

"Okay, just talk about the price. We have seen through your routine for a long time. I've asked for all this pot, so you can offer a price."

Yang Lin and others were impatient and reached out to grab the teapot by themselves.

"Little Taoist, bring it to you!"

Cheng Fan put his hand behind him, and the teapot was swirled around the palm of his hand, and the teapot was taken back.

"Although herbal tea is good, don't drink it!"

"Where did you hide the teapot?"

Yang Lin circled Cheng Fan, but there was not even a shadow on the teapot.

He looked at Cheng Fan with a puzzled look on his face.

Cheng Fan was too lazy to pay attention to him, and he silently thought in his heart.

"Okay, the time is almost over. The toilet is in that direction." As he said that, Cheng Fan pointed to a place outside the hall.

Yang Lin was surprised and was about to ask him.

Suddenly my face froze and my whole face became distorted.

In the strange eyes of his wife, she ran towards the toilet with her belly in her arms.

"Master, is this?"

"This tea, one cup of cools down and quenchs thirst, or two cups, will hurt the stomach and intestines, and you will have to go to the toilet at that time."

The wife was amused and crying, "No wonder you said you could only drink one cup. Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I only put two tea cups."

The wife was speechless immediately. If you want to blame her, she could only blame her husband for being greedy for her.

At this time, Xu Huan received a message from Cheng Fan, took Mr. Yang to the front hall, and then took Yang Lin's wife to the back hall.

Cheng Fan signaled Mr. Yang to wait a moment.

Before Yang Lin came back, he immediately stretched out his hands to start making seals, and a faint light radiated on his hands.

The spiritual energy in the body spread, and a small wind suddenly formed in the entire front hall, which made the old man feel a little unsteady.

The old man looked at this scene in horror, his eyes widening.

The immortal master made such a big noise, would he be trying to do something about Yang Lin?

The old man was anxious and didn't know what to do.

The next second, the seal ended, and an obscure fluctuation spread rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, the small wind in the front hall dissipated and fell into peace.

It seems as if nothing has happened.

The old man twisted his neck stiffly, and all the candles in the front hall were extinguished.

Cheng Fan waved his hand and the spiritual energy turned into small fireworks, instantly lit all the candles.
To be continued...