Although I didn't believe my eyes a little, Xiao Tao had confirmed again and again just now that the circle was indeed drawn by the young master with a brush, and the size of the arc was the same. This is what Xiao Tao really doesn't understand, and he can only think that his young master has some immortal law source to be able to do such a magical thing.

Seeing Xiao Tao's eyes wide and staring at herself, with a look that if you don't tell me the reason, I will not give up, Zhao Rong's rare heavy mind now relaxed a little, and temporarily forgot the sadness in his heart.

"What's this? Last time you went to the provincial capital with me, one day, when we went to Zhangjiaji with my second brother, didn't you see it with me, is there a Taoist practice there?"

Hearing Zhao Rong say this, Xiao Tao was full of excitement. Oh my God, has the young master really learned any Taoism? He said incredulously: "Young Master, which immortal chief has taken a fancy to you, is he going to take you as an apprentice? If you leave, you'll have to take the little peach with you. Xiao Tao, I can do anything, and I guarantee that I can take care of the young master, and it is definitely not a drag. ”

Zhao Rong didn't expect that he just prompted a sentence, wanting Xiao Tao to remember that when they were traveling, they encountered an incident. But he didn't know where his thoughts of this personal servant had gone, he actually felt that he was favored by some god and had to be accepted as an apprentice.

Alas, he said that Xiao Tao's personality is so lively. Before, it was just his mother's oppression, so that Xiao Tao followed the rules and distanced herself from her, and like a wooden man, she only knew how to act according to her wife's orders, and she had no sense of autonomy at all. Once Xiao Tao realizes that the life he used to live was wrong, and the practices he followed were also wrong, then he will let himself go, just like now, his ideas are flying all over the sky, and no one can keep up with his imagination.

But Zhao Rong was very happy to see Xiao Tao's current appearance. In his opinion, the cranky little peach at this time looks much more pleasing to the eye than the little peach who was sluggish before and knew that he would report the things around him to his parents.

He knocked Xiao Tao's forehead twice with a fan, "Where do you want to go, what kind of immortal Taoism, how can there be these things." The reason why I told you about that Taoist priest's practice is to remind you, don't you remember, at that time, the second brother and you and I, the three of us watched the Taoist priest's practice together, and sprayed a mouthful of water on the yellow mounted paper, and blood stains immediately appeared on the paper. ”

The young master knocked on the door of his head several times one after another, and Xiao Tao couldn't help but raise the door of his head with both hands to protect it, worried that if he said something wrong next, the young master rewarded himself twice. Although it doesn't hurt, I always feel that this kind of beating is really embarrassing.

After hearing Zhao Rong's words, Xiao Tao remembered. Indeed, when they were playing in the provincial capital, they met a Taoist priest. The three of them didn't have much interest originally, but the people around them couldn't get through, and the three of them couldn't leave there for the time being, so they simply stayed to watch the excitement.

At that time, I did see the Taoist priest dancing with a peachwood sword, stepping on the gossip array, working in front of the offering table for a long time, and finally took a bowl of water, drank it in his mouth but didn't swallow it, and sprayed it directly on the yellow paper that had been placed next to him. As a result, all that appeared on the yellow paper was spurting blood. At that time, the people around Xiao Tao and the young master were all startled.

If you want to say that you can still stand there safely at that time, and you are not scared at all, that is, the second young master of the palace is alone. Thinking about it now, Xiao Tao remembered that the second young master of the palace had explained to them later that it was just a special reaction that would occur when two substances met together.

Therefore, although the yellow paper appeared like blood, it was actually not just the same color, it was just a trick of the Taoist priest pretending to be a god and making a fool of the public.

Of course, these words were all said by the second young master of the palace behind the back of the others and the two of them. At that time, the second young master of the palace made it clear to them, although he knew what the fundamental reason for the so-called practice of this Taoist priest was, but after all, people relied on a job to eat.

Besides, regardless of whether there are gods and ghosts in this world for the time being, there is a profession like a Taoist priest, which means that someone needs them. And no matter whether these Taoist priests really have the Dao method, or use some tricks to deceive ignorant people, as long as he doesn't do evil and harm people, the second young master of the palace feels that there is no need to expose it.

Later, in order for the two of them to understand this matter thoroughly, the second young master of the palace specially bought a few pieces of yellow paper to deal with it, and gave them a bowl of water in front of them, so that they could spray it directly on the yellow paper. They had seen the ordinary white water with their own eyes, sprinkled on the yellow paper that had been specially made, and it suddenly appeared to be very much like traces of blood.

That time can be said to be an eye-opener for Xiao Tao, and the Taoist priest's practice was originally in Xiao Tao's opinion, and it was already a mysterious and awe-inspiring god. And later, after listening to the second young master of the palace's explanation, Xiao Tao looked at those Taoist priests again, just like the street tricksters.

But Xiao Tao didn't understand why the young master was mentioning this matter now. The young master didn't use yellow paper and white water to show blood, something strange. Xiao Tao really can't figure out any connection between the two. In his heart, he felt that if he had the opportunity, he would definitely invite a Taoist priest to do a ritual in the Zhao family. Let the Taoist priest just say that his young master is the future head of the Zhao family, and then make some tricks for those people. When those people are convinced, it is estimated that the position of the young master of his family, the future head of the Zhao family, will also be able to sit firmly.

Thinking about whether he could help the young master through this method, the more Xiao Tao thought about it, the more happy he became. Of course, he also knew very well that he was just thinking about it. First of all, this Taoist priest is not easy to find. Secondly, you have to buy others, in case you meet someone with iron bones, or if someone else is a real cultivator, won't you kick the iron plate? Besides, in the case of the Zhao family, who would ask a Taoist priest to do it.

The people of the Zhao family don't even believe in ordinary outsiders, let alone invite outsiders to come to the house to do it. Xiao Tao thought about it and knew that this was simply impossible. It's just a random fantasy, but this kind of beautiful wish is really so difficult to give up. So Xiao Tao is now completely immersed in the beautiful scenery he envisioned.