"30-70?" Kong Xuan turned his head in displeasure. "Lin Yang, what do you think the split should be?"
Huh? Tan Xiao turned his head and saw Lin Yang slowly standing up outside the window.
Tan Xiao: "..."
Lin Yang: "..."
Lin Yang couldn't see the Rice Guardian at all. He didn't hear clearly the dispute over credit, but he heard a louder sound. He asked tremblingly, "Xiao bro, why was your bowl making noise by itself just now?"
Uh...
Tan Xiao glanced at Kong Xuan. Lin Yang was outside, so Kong Xuan should have sensed it. Nothing had happened just now that would have distracted Kong Xuan, but he didn't give any hint.
Kong Xuan mocked, "Looks like Lin Yang needs an exorcism."
Lin Yang: "!!"
Tan Xiao pondered. No wonder Kong Xuan didn't hide. Although his words were mocking, it was also a symbol of friendship in another way. This tsundere little green bird. "Lin Yang, what did you encounter again? How unlucky."
He and Lin Yang had a pretty good relationship, so him being exposed as a shaman wasn't a big deal.
Lin Yang cried and ran over. "You, I..."
The fact that Tan Xiao was a real shaman wasn't actually that hard for him to accept. He had been visited by ghosts in his dreams and had experienced Tan Xiao presiding over a funeral. So at this moment, in addition to the shock, he actually had a sense of the dust settling as expected!
Thinking back, there were indeed many things that didn't seem right!
"I knew it, I knew you had some mystical powers," Lin Yang said sadly. "But why does it seem like Kong Xuan knew much earlier than me?"
Could it be that Kong Xuan was also Tan Xiao's fellow practitioner? In the end, he lost to this heaven-sent person. His character setting was more stylish than his.
Tan Xiao said helplessly, "...Do you want to tell me what happened to you first?"
Lin Yang didn't dare to think about what exactly was drumming the bowl. In a daze, he recounted his experience. "What do you say, this godly mischief, what should I do... Wuwuwu, why treat me like this?"
Good grief, other people are troubled by being haunted by ghosts, while Lin Yang is scared by the blessings bestowed by deities.
No wonder Kong Xuan said an exorcism was needed. Ghosts could be secretly expelled, but for gods, Lin Yang could only perform a ritual to politely thank them and ask them to take back their blessings. This wasn't an easy task. If it were an ordinary temple, it might require a seven-day ritual.
Fortunately, Tan Xiao had some connections, just a little. He looked at the Rice Guardian. "Your current request is just not wanting this taste fed into your mouth anymore, right? Stop crying first, this is a blessing from the gods."
"Blessing? Don't scare me. Do you know I nearly had a heart attack after one sip," Lin Yang said with a crying face. "I just want to drink Coke normally. And I really don't understand, we all made offerings, why single me out?"
He had observed. It was definitely only him having this problem. If it were others, they definitely wouldn't be as calm as him!
Tan Xiao looked at the Rice Guardian.
The Rice Guardian gestured and explained.
Tan Xiao understood. Because Stove God temples were relatively few, the Stove God really cherished this small temple. Today he happened to respond spiritually, and encountered these few students who made offerings. Of course he had to show off a bit.
However, the Stove God wouldn't be so generous as to satisfy everyone. He selected one from among them.
"You are the chosen one." Tan Xiao explained to Lin Yang, telling him to relax. It was really a stroke of luck.
Lin Yang only saw Tan Xiao communicating with something in the void. He couldn't help feeling both relieved and vaguely creeped out. He gripped his talisman tightly.
"I... I can't believe it!" Lin Yang cried. "With both you and Kong Xuan present, why was I chosen? What's the selection criteria?"
"...Why are you belittling yourself so much." Tan Xiao looked at the Rice Guardian and heard what it said, falling into silence.
"What? What is it?" Lin Yang saw Tan Xiao's silence and got scared. "Oh no, I knew the gifts of fate come with a hidden price. Is it that he has taken a liking to me and wants me to become the Stove God's servant boy? Enjoying a good meal means I have to go?"
Kong Xuan mocked again, "It's said that the Stove God has always had a fondness for helping poor scholars. He looked around and found you to be the most destitute, and you even took the lead in making offerings."
Lin Yang: "..."
Wiping his tears, Lin Yang actually felt a bit more at ease. He moved his numb and weak legs, found a bench and sat down. "Oh, so that's how it is."
"Sigh, who told you to go to the beach without sun protection." Tan Xiao looked at Lin Yang's refugee-like appearance.
"Oh." Lin Yang was dazed. He smoothed his chest. "Do... do you have the ability to handle this for me?"
Tan Xiao nodded.
"...Haha." Lin Yang suddenly laughed a couple of times. After his worldview was refreshed, he suddenly had an indescribable feeling, feeling completely renewed. "That's good then. Wow, knowing you have this skill, I feel relieved! From now on, what do I have to fear?"
After that incident with his uncle, Lin Yang would often become terrified whenever he encountered any true or false supernatural events. It could truly be said that once bitten by a snake, he would fear the well rope for ten years.
But now that he had confirmed his understanding and knew that his good friend was a shaman, he felt incredibly relieved!
He even had a sense of worldliness, as if he had been through a lot. What else could scare him?
"By the way, tell me again," Lin Yang leaned against the wall and said flippantly, "What exactly was the situation with that Stove God statue during the day? Was it really sitting or standing? You were lying to me that it was sitting, right? Why did the statue stand up, to stretch its legs after sitting for a long time?"
Why? Just look at the Rice Guardian who had given him a heart sign, and you'll know that this Siming Temple has a spiritual presence. Earlier, the classmates outside were repeatedly telling Kong Xuan to also go and pay his respects.
Although he hadn't descended to the world like Kong Xuan, the statue was a symbol of them in the human world. It was the same principle.
Tan Xiao looked at Kong Xuan.
Just as he thought, Kong Xuan indifferently said, "He doesn't dare to sit in my presence."
Lin Yang's expression froze on his face.
Ah... ah?!!
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