Abandoned by the best children? I just take out the space

Chapter 2101 Poisonous Gelsemium

After leaving that place of trouble, Yan Que'an felt a rare peace in his heart. He headed west and suddenly came across a Taoist temple made of blue bricks and black tiles.

There was an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going, and Yan Que'an found it interesting, so he followed the crowd into the hall.

The Three Pure Ones are above, and outside the hall are pilgrims kneeling in an orderly manner. Inside the hall are young Taoist priests in blue gowns. It must be the time for morning prayers, and there is an endless stream of sincere offerings in one's ears.

He was a little fascinated, so he sat cross-legged like the Taoist priests, closed his eyes slightly, and recited the Heart Sutra.

After meditating for a while, he suddenly felt a shadow cast in front of him. He opened his eyes and saw an old Taoist priest with a thin figure and a whisk in his hand standing in front of him.

The other person had white eyebrows and beard, and was wearing a double-breasted robe. He had an immortal look and one could tell at first glance that he was a man of high status.

Without waiting for Yan Que'an to be confused, he smiled and said, "I don't see you, so this must be your first time to recite the sutra here, right?"

Yan Que'an was surprised, "There are so many people coming and going in the Taoist temple, how did the Taoist priest recognize at a glance that I was here for the first time?"

The other party laughed when he heard this, but did not explain anything to him. "Not only can I see that this is your first time here, but I can also see that you are very worried and troubled by worldly affairs. You should not be here at all."

Yan Que'an was even more surprised, and for a moment he failed to understand the Taoist's deep meaning of hinting that he should go down the mountain to deal with worldly matters. Instead, he stood up and saluted with admiration, begging him to accept him as a disciple.

"Master, you are right. I have been repeatedly plotted against by villains before, but fortunately I have been able to escape danger with your help. Now I only want to be a free and unrestrained person, and I don't want to be tied to the mundane world anymore. Please accept me as your disciple."

As he was about to kowtow on the spot, the old Taoist priest stopped him quickly.

"It's not that this temple doesn't want to accept you, but you are still in the mortal world. If I insist on accepting you as my disciple, I will be ashamed of the Three Pure Ones," he sighed softly, "you should leave the mountain as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he turned and left. Yan Que'an was anxious, but he didn't dare to stop him. He could only swear behind him stubbornly: "I have already decided to cut off all grudges. From now on, worldly affairs have nothing to do with me. If you don't want to keep me, I will keep chanting here until you are willing to keep me!"

Regardless of whether the other party heard him or not, Yan Que'an quickly put his words into practice. He lifted his robe and sat in meditation, following the Taoists in chanting sutras until the evening.

After sitting for several hours, he felt a little sleepy and dozed off in a daze. Suddenly, Feng Yaotiao's face appeared before his eyes again.

She held a sharp blade in her hand, had a vicious look on her face, was covered in blood, and was screaming while chasing someone. Upon closer inspection, the person she was chasing was her own father!

"what!"

Yan Que'an woke up with a scream, and seeing that he was still kneeling in the hall, he realized that it was just a dream.

He was sweating profusely, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart. Without even having time to say goodbye to the Taoist priest, he quickly got up, went down the mountain, and headed straight for Yan Mansion.

Soon the sky brightened and the little girl and her mother had already entered the house.

The Feng family was in turmoil at the time.

"waste!"

Master Feng slapped Feng Yaotiao on the face with a "slap", which made her see stars and almost turn around twice on the spot.

"Dad!" She swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, knelt on the ground and hugged Master Feng's legs, "It's all Chen Changli and Wan Shufang's fault! My daughter is about to succeed every time, but they always ruin things..."

"How dare you talk too much!"

Master Feng kicked her in the heart and kicked her two miles away, leaving her with no strength to crawl up and beg for mercy.

"When did my Feng family produce someone like you who is more likely to cause trouble than to help? It's bad enough that you have caused people to laugh at you time and time again, but you have also made the entire Feng family lose face! Do you know that the Feng family has become a laughing stock now?"

He pointed at Feng Yaotiao lying on the ground and was so angry that his beard and hair stood up.

"Dad..." Feng Yaotiao cried.

"Get out of here! My Feng family will pretend that you are no longer a daughter!" Master Feng no longer showed any mercy and waved his hand to call the servants outside the door, "Get her out now!"

The servants did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly went forward to lift Feng Yaotiao up from the front and back and dragged her out.

She panicked and kept calling for her father and mother, but it was of no use. Her pair of embroidered shoes left two long marks on the bluestone floor.

"Boom!"

She was thrown out of the Feng family and the door was slammed shut.

"Dad! Dad!" She got up and knocked on the door, crying and howling, "Give me one more chance, Yaotiao still has a way, please open the door..."

Naturally, no one paid any attention to her.

After shouting for a while, she soon lost her strength, her hands were numb from clapping, and she slid down the door to the ground, sobbing.

It's all Yan Que An! Her red and swollen eyes were suddenly filled with a cold murderous intent.

It’s all the Yan family’s fault! Why didn’t they accept her? Why did they want to hurt her? It’s all their fault! It’s all the Yan family’s fault!

They ruined her! She wanted to ruin them too! She wanted Yan Que An to regret it!

Thinking of this, she slowly stopped crying and limped towards the Yan family.

It happened that there was a banquet at the Yan family, and Feng Yaotiao arrived at the right time. She saw several maids carrying baskets on their shoulders and going out. She was delighted and quickly hid in the dark to observe.

Following them all the way, she realized that this was the maid from the Yan family's purchasing kitchen. Since she brought so many people out, the banquet must be quite large. She suddenly came up with an idea. She just grabbed a similar piece of clothing from the clothing shop and blended into the crowd.

The maids chatted and laughed without suspecting anything, and Feng Yaotiao followed them into the kitchen with ease.

It was noon and it was a busy time, so no one noticed that there was one more person here.

"Xiao Hong! Hurry up and serve the master's tofu and yellow croaker. Don't make him wait anxiously!"

The head maid was outside urging her.

Feng Yaotiao felt nervous when she heard the word "Master".

Okay, here’s the chance!

She saw the yellow croaker that had just been taken out of the pot at a glance, and she took two steps at a time to go over it. While everyone was busy, she secretly took out the poisonous hookworm from her sleeve and sprinkled the powder into the soup.

The smell of this poisonous hookworm is light and its effect is fast. When Feng Yaotiao thought of how Master Yan would die from the poison, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth viciously.

She took the medicine, served the tampered fish and walked out, "Sister, I'll go."

The maidservant was in a hurry and had no time to care about her. She just kept urging her, "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Chen Changli and Wan Shufang also arrived at the Yan Mansion and sat down next to Master Yan.

When he saw the couple, Master Yan couldn't help but ask about his son's whereabouts.

"My son has always been close to you two. Do you know where he has been recently?"

Shufang and Chen Changli looked at each other with understanding, and answered ambiguously, "Master Yan is arrogant and cold-tempered. We don't know where he went."

Master Yan felt that the other party knew the situation but deliberately didn't tell him, so he became anxious. He tried again and again but failed to pry out any information. He was exhausted after practicing Tai Chi.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the yellow croaker was served just in time.