Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2238: Chapter 1888: Tranquil Wuwei

Daoist Qingyun glanced at the young Daoist’s mouth and couldn’t help but fall silent for a moment.

But soon, smelling the fresh fragrance of melon lingering in the air, along with the steaming aroma of green tea nearby, his expression floated again.

Then he opened his eyes, his gaze like lightning, his movements equally swift.

With a swift motion, the small plastic fork stabbed directly into a piece of bright red watermelon.

As the watermelon entered his mouth.

"Mmm!"

The enlightened master stood up again, disregarding his image, his eyes eagerly looking at Song Tan, then his mouth wrapped around it, mumbling:

"Dear benefactor... munch munch munch... when are we leaving?"

"I have time right now... munch munch munch..."

The young Daoist, still holding saliva in his mouth, immediately panicked upon hearing this:

"Master, don’t forget tomorrow is the first day of the lunar month!"

On the first day, many devout believers come to their Daoist temple; what if they can’t see the master?

"Oh dear." Daoist Qingyun, picking up another piece of melon to savor the different flavors, simultaneously educated the young Daoist:

"For those who follow the Dao, peace and non-action are the best; these first and fifteenth day ceremonies are all part of the practice."

The young Daoist’s gaze was full of resentment.

Their salaries, bonuses, temple repairs and maintenance, building something new — how is it peaceful and non-action?

Though the association does allocate funds, it’s not as meaningful as the heartfelt donations from devout believers.

But there was no choice; Daoist Qingyun was the most renowned figure in their temple, so the young Daoist had to close his mouth with grievances.

Song Tan expected things would go smoothly, but not this smoothly, making it hard to pin down an exact time.

Since the design modification submission also required review time, it seemed better to proceed sooner rather than later.

So she also replied, "Anytime is fine."

If that’s the case, what are we waiting for?

The Daoist looked at the tea and then at the watermelon, afraid his ethereal demeanor might be compromised by earthly needs, he reluctantly picked up a cucumber.

All in all, the more he ate, the brighter his eyes became.

"So, dear benefactor, have you bought the tickets?"

Song Tan hadn’t even taken out her mobile phone yet.

Eventually, it was Lun Chuan who inputted the ID information and handed it over, saying:

"Daoist Master, our hometown is quite remote; if we leave now and make our way there, it might be nightfall by the time we arrive."

Daoists, who’ve seen many famous mountains and rivers, don’t care about these external things.

"It’s the rainy season, and you won’t be able to enjoy the scenery at night, plus it affects preparations at home for cooking lamb and chicken."

Appetite doesn’t matter much to Daoists, but slaughtering chickens and ducks at midnight isn’t ideal...

"How about we wait until the master completes the ceremony for the first of the month, and then set off? Meanwhile, we can call ahead and have our family prepare everything."

Daoist Qingyun nodded swiftly without hesitation.

The young Daoist immediately relaxed a great deal.

Lun Chuan pretended not to see this, then asked:

"Thank you, Daoist Master, for your trust. Our home is indeed picturesque; should you bring a couple of extra outfits and stay for some days? We’ll take care of your accommodation and meals, just like with the specialty products we brought."

Young Daoist: ...

And Daoist Qingyun pondered:

If the melons and fruits are at this level, the land must be extraordinary! Then staying a few days for meditation is only natural.

If that’s the case, let’s pass the first day at the temple and then take more time afterward.

"Alright, then please stay at our Daoist temple for a day, and join one of our New Moon and Full Moon rituals."

"Every first and fifteenth, we have different ceremonies, very lively."

Song Tan curiously asked, "Staying at the temple itself?"

Surveying the ancient hall, signs of later renovations and additions were evident, indeed having seen many years.

Daoist Qingyun smiled slightly: "It’s the hotel run by our Daoist temple."

Song Tan: ... If you don’t venture out, you really wouldn’t know it’s she herself who’s outdated!

Meanwhile, Lun Chuan had already placed the gift box he carried on the table, gave a courteous push forward, then stood up:

"We came straight to the temple from the high-speed rail, now we’d like to go to the hotel for some rest..."

They managed things particularly well, and finally persuaded Daoist Qingyun to stay another day. The young Daoist quickly booked them a hotel and made additional arrangements by phone.

And here, once they left, Daoist Qingyun picked up the plate with a crunch, betting on his stomach, ate two more watermelon slices, sipped a mouthful of hot tea, then realized:

"Is the beef they brought also at this level?"

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