"He Ming, say a bit less."

"Talking about others behind their backs isn't very nice."

Zhao Shuo quickly reached out and pulled on his companion at the sight.

"What's wrong with that?"

He Ming had a dismissive look and sneered, "Aren't the things I'm saying all true?"

"My friend speaks candidly, please don't mind him, little Daoist."

Song Tingting looked embarrassed and quickly explained on his behalf.

"No worries, no worries."

Lu Heng shook his head with a smile, then said, "Meeting the four of you here in the deep mountains must be a matter of destiny."

"Why don't you all come with me and rest for a while in the temple?"

"Then we must impose on you, little Daoist."

Song Tingting liked this kind of serene and quiet place very much.

Therefore, without even thinking, she nodded and agreed.

Zhao Shuo and Liu Rui didn't say much either, and followed along into the main hall.

Only He Ming, after glancing around a few times, curled his lips with a look of impatience on his face.

But seeing his three companions walking away, he still chose to follow them.

"In the deep forest, there's not much good tea."

"Please don't mind."

Lu Heng poured a cup of the freshly brewed tea for each of the four.

As soon as the tea was poured into the cup, a refreshing and penetrating fragrance immediately entered their nostrils.

"This tea smells really nice!"

Zhao Shuo sniffed hard, surprised.

"Tastes good!"

Liu Rui wasn't one for words, took a sip directly, and gave a thumbs up right away.

Song Tingting couldn't wait to take a sip too.

As soon as the tea entered her throat, it instantly transformed into a warm current, coursing through her body.

The fatigue accumulated from climbing the mountain vanished without a trace.

Seeing that his three companions had all drunk, He Ming also had no choice but to take a sip.

In an instant, he squinted his eyes in comfort.

Hmmmmmmm!!!

He almost hummed out loud subconsciously.

Lu Heng saw this and nodded slightly.

This tea brewed with Spirit Water was a universal hit!

And this was Lower Grade Spirit Water, who knows how the Upper Grade Spirit Water would taste.

"Little Daoist, what kind of tea is this?"

Liu Rui asked curiously.

She was already interested, wanting to buy some to take home.

"The tea is ordinary, but the water used for brewing isn't!"

Song Tingting suddenly spoke.

Her family's condition was quite good, and she had tasted various teas collected by her father since childhood.

Therefore, she could easily discern that the tea in this cup was not particularly good.

But the water was extraordinary.

She had never tasted such clear, sweet, and lingering water...

"The tea is just regular loose tea, nothing special."

"The water I brought from Shangqing Tao."

Lu Heng replied with a smile.

It wasn't really a lie.

The Spirit Water in the system's warehouse was all drawn when he was at Shangqing Tao.

So it was indeed brought from Shangqing Tao.

Song Tingting smiled slightly and said nothing more.

Apparently, she thought he was brushing them off on purpose.

Meanwhile, He Ming, watching this, felt a bit displeased with Lu Heng.

A mere cup of tea leaves him hemming and hawing, who cares?

Catching sight of a copy of the "Gua Scripture" placed on the table next to Lu Heng, He Ming suddenly had an idea.

So he took the initiative to say, "Little Daoist, are you also interested in studying the 'Gua Scripture'?"

"I know a little."

Lu Heng replied casually.

This "Gua Scripture" was something he had used to prop up a table leg earlier.

He didn't believe in fortune telling, after all, could fortune telling be more accurate than his Celestial Destiny System?

"So, Little Daoist, you must be quite proficient in fortune-telling then?"

"Since we have nothing else to do now, why not have you tell my fortune..."

He Ming suggested with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lu Heng glanced at He Ming.

This guy looks sunny and robust, but why is he acting like a moron?

Ever since entering the temple, he's been nitpicking the place like he's here just to cause trouble.

Even if we have different beliefs, you shouldn't provoke others repeatedly, should you?

If it weren't for not wanting to reveal his identity, I would definitely calculate what color your underwear is.

"Dear friend, this little Daoist is still in the early stages of practice and can't tell fortunes for others."

He smiled gently, declining the request.

Of course, his refusal wasn't because he was backing down.

This kind of thing, he wouldn't swallow!

If youth isn't a bit brash, can it still be called youth?

Bad Luck Talisman, ready to go!

"So you can't tell fortunes!"

"I thought you had some ethereal Daoist vibe, but it's all just an act..."

He Ming sneered sarcastically.

"Forget it, He Ming!"

Song Tingting shook her head slightly, signaling for him to stop bothering.

"Alright, I'll let it go for Tingting's sake."

He Ming cast a smug glance at Lu Heng, and happily drank his tea.

I'll drink your tea while deliberately provoking you, what can you do about it?

The three others, beside Song Tingting, looked speechless at this behavior.

They had thought He Ming had a decent character but now his low emotional intelligence was apparent.

It's unknown where he got so much disillusionment and cynicism, causing embarrassment for those around him.

Song Tingting's face turned crimson, feeling somewhat ashamed.

She hesitated for a moment before mumbling, "I'm really sorry, little Daoist!"

"My friend speaks his mind readily, please don't take it to heart!"

"We've rested enough, so we should be going..."

She stood up after speaking, giving the others a look indicating it was time to leave.

Actually, she wanted to stay a bit longer.

But wouldn't you know it, He Ming had to act like he had eaten dynamite.

If they continued to stay, she might have had to find a hole to crawl into.

"Let's go, let's go, I've rested too."

Liu Rui nodded repeatedly.

He Ming's behavior earlier almost had her wishing she could dig a tunnel with her toes.

Zhao Shuo and He Ming both had to get up, slinging their backpacks again.

"Let me see you off!"

Lu Heng stood up to send them off.

While He Ming was inattentive, he attached the prepared Bad Luck Talisman onto him.

"Young man, I hope you can keep up this rebellious attitude of yours!"

Seeing the four leave, he smiled and extended his wishes.

After leaving the temple, Zhao Shuo couldn't help but say, "I say, Old He, you went a bit too far just now!"

"The little Daoist let us rest and drink his tea."

"Why did you act like you took a dose of gunpowder, mocking him like that?"

Liu Rui nodded in agreement, "You indeed went a bit too far just now."

Hearing his companions say that, He Ming's face showed a hint of embarrassment.

He hurriedly explained, "I just can't stand those Daoists and Monks, they're all frauds..."

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