Mao Ye's father actually beat Mao Ye's painting teacher into the hospital, there is still such a thing?!

After listening to Mao Ye's secrets, Luo Fei didn't believe that the elegant old man who always liked to read would be such a person?!!

At this time, Mao Ye came to Mao Qianqian's face, and her calm eyes finally had a trace of waves.

Mao Ye said calmly, "Everything is inferior, only reading is high, this is the inheritance of the father of the scholarly family, and the truth he believes in is that reading is the only truth, the only way out......"

"What's wrong with that?!" Mao Qianqian retorted.

"When I was in junior high school, my father had already arranged a full tutoring course for me every day, he wanted to hope that his son would become a Chan, but he never knew that his son had no talent for learning, he just liked to draw, but after he learned that his son had a talent for drawing, his father did not support it, but deliberately arranged a full tutoring course, so that my painting time became pitiful......"

"But, my father is also good for you?" Mao Qianqian said again.

After being silent for a while, Mao Ye said expressionlessly, "At that time, I could only use a pencil to secretly draw two strokes on the homework book, and then erase them, for fear of being discovered by him, but later he still found out, and he would check my homework book every day, and if there was a trace of painting left, he would implement the family law...... Reading can make my father quiet, but it can't make me quiet, and the only thing that can make me quiet is painting...... So, don't come here in the future, the little monk belongs here......"

Mao Ye smiled slightly and continued to bow his head and draw.

This time, Mao Qianqian didn't bother Mao Ye to continue painting.

Skillful brushwork blooms on the stone, and a beautiful landscape painting emerges.

At the same time, Mao Ye also wrote his name, Mo Xin, under the inscription.

Seeing this, Qingzhu finally couldn't help but speak, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao thinks, it is not a good thing to let Senior Brother Moxin stay here to paint, and at the same time feel the peace of mind......

"I said Daoist Qingzhu, you were invited by us to persuade my brother to go home, how can you say that, who are you?!!" Mao Qianqian shouted angrily.

"Poor Dao thinks that parents are right about their children's hope that their son Jackie Chan is right, this is not wrong, but, as children also have their own pursuits and dreams, parents can guide, but don't interfere more, there is a good saying, I am born to be useful, everyone appears in this world, has his mission to complete, since Senior Brother Moxin likes here, likes to paint, and can feel his own peace here, this is enough......"

Hearing this, Mao Qianqian finally couldn't help but explode, pointed to Qingzhu's nose and said, "You are all liars, you have all been brainwashed, I am really blind and looking for you to be a lobbyist for me, I am angry!!"

After speaking, Mao Qianqian ran into the distance.

Luo Fei looked at Qingzhu with an embarrassed face, and said embarrassedly, "Dao Chief, Qianqian's temper is like this, I'm sorry to make you laugh, Qianqian, don't run around, it's very dangerous in this mountain, wait for me!!"

Luo Fei ran away after his girlfriend, and Mao Ye, who was standing on the side, just shook his head with a wry smile, and left with his painting tools.

In the entire back mountain, only Qingzhu was left, standing stupidly.

Qingzhu stood for a while, and suddenly complained in his heart, and said without any dignity, "I'm going, I'm leaving, what's the situation, these people are too unreliable, who will send me home?!!"

Fortunately, Qingzhu has a magic weapon space portal, otherwise, if he takes a taxi back to the mountain village, he will have to spend hundreds of yuan in fares.

I stayed in the Taoist temple with a good look, who did Qingzhu recruit to provoke whom???

……

Using the space portal, Qingzhu returned to the Qingpine Temple, and saw that the tree spirit Mumu was sitting under the big pine tree and telling stories to those small animals.

Qingzhu was curious and listened closer.

At this time, Mu Mu was facing the ugly monkey and said, "Little hairy monkey, how about Mu Mu give you an arithmetic problem?"

The ugly monkey said with a disdainful face, "Little brat, you don't play smart with me, this monkey king is the smartest!!"

"There's a monkey riding on the tree, a monkey under the tree, guess how many monkeys there are?" Mu Mu said with a smile, rolling his eyes.

After listening to this question, the black bear seriously put up his two big bear paws and began to count.

Erbao shouted "Wangwang......" directly at Mu Mu twice

Mu Mu shook his head and said, "Erbao, your name is Erbao, don't be so Erbao?"

Among these animals, only the big radish ginseng has a known expression, but this guy doesn't say anything, but wants to see the ugly monkey make a fool of himself.

"Little hairy monkey, what about Mu Mu asking you, can't you do such a simple question?" Mu Mu said.

"Little brat, is your head not developed, do you need to ask such a simple question to the Monkey King, seven on the tree, one on the ground, of course eight......"

When the ugly monkey finished saying this answer, Mu Mu sat on the ground and hugged his stomach and laughed.

The ugly monkey looked confused, and just happened to see Qingzhu coming from behind.

The ugly monkey asked, "Boss, what is that little kid laughing at, am I guessing wrong, isn't there eight, are there still a few, could it be that there are pregnant female monkeys in it?!!"

Qingzhu rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, what was going on in the heads of these animals all day long?!!

At this time, Erbao called out twice more "Wangwang......"

Big radish ginseng said "Or Erbao is the smartest, the answer is two monkeys......"

"Giggles, why two, didn't you say there were pregnant monkeys?!!" asked the hen with round eyes.

"yes, yes......" the little squirrel kept crying.

Qingzhu was too lazy to take care of these boring animals, and went directly to the kitchen to cook.

Today, I ran all day with Luo Fei and Mao Qianqian, but no one took care of the food, I was really depressed.

……

Next, a few more days of calm passed, and now the weather was already cold.

Although the geographical environment of Qingyun Peak is much warmer than that in the north, the weather is also very cold at night and in the morning, especially after rain.

It is said that on this day, three people came from the mountain.

All three are men, all in their forties, and their bodies are rounder than the other.

The clothes on the three fat men are all famous brands, and they are quite rich at first glance.

Qingzhu was about to go to the bamboo forest to dig some winter bamboo shoots when he happened to meet these three men.

They saw Qingzhu and found that Qingzhu was a little Taoist, so they walked over together.

A wealthy middle-aged man at the head shouted in a loud voice, "Little Taoist, hello, may I ask, is the old Taoist in the Taoist temple on the mountain here?"

Someone actually came to find the master, Qingzhu was shocked, it had been a long time since a pilgrim had inquired about the master's news.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, three laymen

Okay, the old Taoist you are talking about is the family teacher, and he is already gone......" Qingzhu shook his head and sighed.

The middle-aged man frowned, and the people behind him shouted, "Lao Zheng, don't you call and ask before you come, no one is at home, isn't this a trip in vain?"

"yes, yes, this place is really out of the ordinary, there is not even a cable car, and I am tired of climbing. Another man complained,

"Little Taoist, where has the old Taoist gone, when will you come back?!!

The middle-aged man is really good enough, and he didn't hear the true meaning of Qingzhu's words.

For this kind of person with a worrying IQ, Qingzhu didn't bother to continue chatting, and directly pointed to a mountain forest in the distance and said, "Immeasurable Tianzun, the family teacher is buried there, do you want to go to the pillar incense?"

"Ah?!!h

When the three of them heard this, they understood, and they were dumbfounded.

It took a long time before the man sighed and said, "Old Dao Chief...... He...... He...... He's gone?!!"

Qingzhu was even more speechless than him, thinking that the old man had passed away for a year and a half, you don't know, and sure enough, human affection is as thin as paper!!

"Lao Zheng, you are so unreliable, everyone is gone, you still let us accompany you, isn't this a waste of time?!!"

"Yes, yes, run for nothing, run for nothing!!"

"I'll just say, what kind of Taoist priest are you looking for, I know a master, people are very good at Buddhism, let's go to the temple to find that master!"

Except for the man who was called Lao Zheng, the other two people complained for a while, turned around and were about to leave.

Qingzhu was about to ask them what they were going to do with Master Lao Dao, but then after thinking about it, he still forgot it.

The old Taoist was a warm-hearted person before his death, because he knew some medical skills, and he had helped a lot of people, and this middle-aged fat man had received the favor of the old Taoist chief, and he also had this possibility.

Since they don't believe in Taoist priests, they have nothing to do with Taoism, and it is useless to talk more.

The man named Lao Zheng was dragged down the mountain by the other two men for a while, and then he suddenly stopped and turned back.

"Little Taoist, you take this money, buy some tributes for the old Taoist for me, and worship it......" Lao Zheng walked to the opposite side of Qingzhu, took out a thick envelope from his arms, and handed it to Qingzhu.

Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't pick it up, and asked rhetorically, "This layman, it doesn't matter what the tribute is, if the layman has a heart, why don't you go to the mountain to worship yourself?"

Lao Zheng scratched his head, obviously a little hesitant.

At this time, the two friends behind him urged, "Lao Zheng, can't you go? Hurry up, if you go down the mountain later, it will be dark!!

"You wait for me, I'll still go to the back mountain to Zhuxiang, the old Taoist has helped me before, since I'm here, I can't just leave. ”

"Oh, Lao Zheng, why are you such a mother-in-law?!!"

"Look, it's getting dark......"

"Don't make any noise, wait for me, soon," Lao Zheng said a few words to the two companions, and then said to Qingzhu with a smile, "Little Taoist, I'm not familiar with this place, can you please take me there?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, lay man, please come with me......"

Qingzhu took Lao Zheng to the Taoist temple first, took some incense and candles from the main hall, and then took Lao Zheng to the back mountain.

The two of them talked casually, and Qingzhu felt that Lao Zheng, the fat man, was better than those two companions, and he also had a slight affection for him.