The Apprentice is Too Diligent and the Master is a Bit Lazy

"I've never heard of it, what is a stealer?"

Daji has lived for three hundred years, stayed in ten academies, visited hundreds of places, met countless disciples, and this is the first time she heard the word "stealer".

Li Xu looked at Daxie, frowned and said: "Haven't the top ten academies of the Taixue Institute taught this yet?"

Dachen shook her head: "I've never heard of it."

Li Xu frowned, and said with a serious face: "I don't know what the Taixue Institute and Yushitai are still hiding. Could it be that they are afraid of causing confusion? That's right, if the information about the thief is released to the public, it will indeed cause panic."

Daxie looked at Li Xu.

It was the first time I saw Master so serious.

It shows that the problem is serious.

Dajue asked cautiously: "Master, I want to know what a stealer is?"

Li Xu was silent for a long time, took a sip of wine, and slowly told the truth of the matter.

"At that time, Master and I lived in the Bad Taoist Temple. Taixu Academy used to be called the Bad Taoist Temple. The Bad Taoist Temple is very small, just like a broken hut."

"Although it is small, it is a safe haven for me and Master."

"My master is a kind and kind old man with a white beard, a little hunchback, a lot of words, nagging every day, always talking to himself, and treating me very well."

"In this way, Master and I have lived together in the Taoist temple for almost ten years."

"One day, he said he would go into the mountain for two or three days, and told me to stay at home and watch the Taoist temple and not run around, but I didn't come out for ten days. I had a bad feeling. I searched all over the mountain and found him tragically dead on a pile of stones. pile on top."

"My master is a fourth-rank Taoist master who has successfully survived one catastrophe. His purpose of entering the mountain this time is to overcome the second catastrophe."

"It stands to reason that the second catastrophe would not be too difficult, but my master just disappeared."

"The master who was covered in blood made a special pattern with stones before he died, and his finger was still pointing at this pattern. At that time, I thought it was just a coincidence, so I didn't pay much attention to it. In addition, the master was very sad when he passed away, so I didn't notice it even more." It is the memory obtained by Li Xu's fusion with his predecessor.

One year after the master died, his predecessor was just a cultivator who hadn't even reached the first-grade Taoist realm. He had no restraint every day. He wished he could practice Taoism for twelve hours a day. He wanted to quickly become a fairy, but the result was counterproductive. It turned into sudden death by staying up all night cultivating immortals.

Li Xu, who died suddenly in his predecessor, came to this world and merged his memories.

He saw the picture of Master's death, and immediately suspected that Master did not die from a catastrophe.

He secretly investigated for two months, but finally nothing happened, because no one knew about such a weird pattern, so he also gave up, so he officially started his lazy life in the Taoist temple.

"This memory of Master has gradually been dusted with the flow of time, until a few years ago, I came across a dead body in the deep mountains and old forests."

"I saw the same pattern around the deceased. It was the pattern left by the deceased before his death. It was exactly the same as the pattern my master pointed out. At that time, I knew that things were not simple."

"I just put things together."

"Begin the investigation. According to the fragmentary clues I got, I boldly speculate that there is a huge and mysterious organization in Daozhou. I call it 'Talk Stealer'."

"Stealers of the Tao are contrary to Taoists. Stealers of the Tao do not need to realize Taoism and practice. They directly steal the fruits of the efforts of the practitioners and make them their own."

"What?"

Daxie's head thumped.

"Master, what do you mean to say that there are such a group of cultivators in Daozhou, they don't need to realize the Tao, they don't need to practice, and they can steal the fruits of other people's hard work for a lifetime."

Dajue was stunned.

Such an organization exists in Daozhou.

If it is announced, it will definitely cause a major earthquake, and the ascetics will be terrified, afraid that they will not be able to fall asleep even if they go to sleep, and they are afraid that one day they will wake up and never wake up again.

"Yes, my master died after being stolen by a Taoist."

Having said that, Li Xu's eyes filled with endless killing intent, his fists were clenched and he said:

"There is another very serious problem. The stealer has all the power of the person who has been stolen. That is to say, this person is still using my master's way and the power that belongs to my master to walk in the world."

"And I haven't found him yet."

There is very little information about Stealers.

Li Xu often investigates half of the clues, but it can be known that this organization is not simple, and it appeared at least two hundred years ago.

In two hundred years, one can imagine how far it has developed.

"In order to prevent more people from being victimized, I quickly told the doctor Yushi and Taixue University Jijiu about this matter."

Doctor Yushi is the person with the highest power in Yushitai (management discipline, order, and picketing), and Jijiu is the person with the highest power in Taixuefu (management education).

"So they pulled out a lot of bizarre death files and substituted my guess into them, which was able to perfectly solve the problem of the disciple's bizarre death."

"That is to say, many ascetics who disappeared and died mysteriously are related to Taoist thieves."

"At least tens of thousands of people."

Dajue was dumbfounded and said in shock:

"If the thieves are really made public, I'm afraid there will be chaos in the world, and the ascetics will never have peace."

Li Xu said: "Sooner or later the world will be in chaos, and the Taixue Institute and Yushitai won't be able to hide it for long. It seems that I have to write a letter to ask these two people to find me for a drink."

Doctor Yushi and Taixue Academy offering wine, these two people are too lazy, things have not progressed for several years.

He doesn't really care about the stealer's publicity or not. What he cares about is where the stealer is hiding, as long as he is given a location.

These stealers are all thieves.

To be precise, they are criminals, unforgivable criminals, and every thief is burdened with unjust cases.

Dachen looked at Master's eyes that were gradually turning red: "Master, let me pay attention to what that special pattern looks like."

"It looks a bit like a triangle. It feels weird. I can't explain it clearly. Take the paper and I'll draw it for you."

Dachen took out a pen and paper from her storage ring, handed it to the master, and reached out to touch the master's head by the way, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Li Xu was taken aback, looking at her: "What are you touching me for?"

"When I'm sad and unhappy, my mother touches my head like this. I see you are very unhappy..."

Li Xu was speechless: "Go away."

"Oh." Daxie turned her head, where could she go now, she was still on the sword.

"Turn your head around."

Daxie turned her head: "Master, how can you touch me?"

Li Xu drew a pattern on the paper, and explained while drawing:

"The pattern is a bit like the character '亼'. There is a one under the herringbone, but it is a closed one. It is this one that seals the person, so the thief is no longer a person."

Daxie touched her head and said, "I hope that I will never encounter a thief in my life."

"Don't worry, this has nothing to do with you. You are too weak. Dao thieves will not steal your Dao. What they often steal is the Dao of the fourth-rank Dao realm."

Not too hurtful, but extremely insulting.

Master's words hurt people.

[drip...drip...]

[System time: 500 years of Dao Ji, September 08, 10:00:00, Wednesday, sunny and sunny, suitable for funeral]