Chapter 155

　　While I was cooking the cold dumplings that Sister He had made for me the other day, I was listening to the conversation between Jiang Jinyang and Taoist Mu.

　　"Brother Mu, where have you been during this period?"

　　"He went to deal with an old house. He almost lost half of his life."

　　"Oh, my god, Brother Mu, if you go to where to kill demons and get rid of devils in the future, take me to see the world."

　　"Demons and ghosts, what's there to look at? It's boring. I'm just making a living."

　　"Are you still asking for trouble? You're so capable."

　　"Hey, it's not called ability. It's called life."

　　Speaking of this, I could hear that the tone of Taoist Mu suddenly became heavy.

　　I turned off the fire, took out the dumplings, and put them on the table.

　　"Taoist priest, there are three kinds of stuffing, you can have a try."

　　"Yes."

　　The three of us sat in the living room on the first floor, eating and chatting.