Chapter 212: Just for the Disciple (Third Update!Ask for Subscription!Ask for a Monthly Pass!)
A female layman came, with tears in her eyes, looking at her junior brother. Yiyan junior brother, so much like this female layman......" A trace of confusion flashed in Zhang Fangfang's eyes, family affection Zhang Yifang had not experienced it, his head returned to clarity, and he came to Sanqingguan. But it did not hinder Zhang Fangfang's speculation: "Could this be the mother of Yiyan's junior brother?"
Regarding Cheng Yiyan's mother, Cheng Wuhui never said it at the beginning. Cheng Yiyan has never seen his mother, and no one has mentioned it in the Taoist temple. Zhang Yifang was faintly envious, looking at the woman after asking, with an expression on his face that Zhang Yifang had never seen, looking at Cheng Yiyan, tears flowed down his eyes.
The woman wiped her tears, squeezed out a smile on her face, slowly walked towards Cheng Yiyan, and squatted beside Cheng Yiyan: "What does the little Taoist look at?"
The strange woman approached, Cheng Yiyan stood up, clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed slightly: "Poor Dao Cheng Yiyan has seen a female layman, today the mountain gate is wide open, believers can go up the mountain at will, if the female layman goes up the mountain to worship the gods and make a wish, they can go up the mountain now." ”
Taking a few steps back without a trace, Cheng Yiyan inexplicably resisted this approach.
Glancing at the woman, there was some confusion in her eyes, this female layman gave him a sense of intimacy, a sense of resistance, it was very complicated, retreated to Zhang Fangfang's side, Cheng Yiyan whispered: "Senior brother, let's go up the mountain......"
"Good ......"
Cheng Yiyan instinctively resisted and retreated, and Zhang Fang clearly saw the loss in the woman's eyes and the gloom on her face.
Holding Cheng Yiyan's little hand, Zhang Fang smiled and said: "Female layman, what my junior brother said is right, if the layman makes a wish, he can go up the mountain to worship the gods......"
One big and one small, two people went up the mountain, the woman gathered her mind and smiled bitterly: "Is this what I want Tang Yan?"
The woman wore high heels and walked towards the mountain with some difficulty: "The area around Beisi Lake is all plains, but I didn't expect that in the center of the lake, there is such a strange island......"
This is what the woman did not expect, the island in the lake will be a big mountain.
Zhang Yifang and Cheng Yiyan were not fast or slow, and when they arrived at the top of the mountain, they saw the big dragon and the old wolf, one left and one right guarding in front of the Taoist temple. Zhang Fang touched the old wolf's head: "It seems that the old dragon is still majestic, just showing a head, you two foodies, you are so frightened that you ran to the mountain." ”
The old dragon has a huge body, Zhang Fang knows that the old dragon will not hurt people, but he is still a little afraid in his heart, only an innocent child like Cheng Yiyan may be truly fearless.
Approaching the Taoist temple, Zhang Daoran and Hengkong were still playing chess, Zhang Daoran was smiling, and Hengkong frowned. Hengkong was thinking about his next move, and he didn't notice the arrival of Zhang Fangfang and the two, and Zhang Daoran didn't look here, but asked, "Have you seen that female layman?"
Zhang Fang's face remained unchanged, he was surprised in his heart, and nodded: "I saw ......"
I thought that Zhang Daoran would ask about the two people in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, but I didn't expect to ask this as soon as I opened my mouth. Zhang Daoran glanced at Cheng Yiyan vaguely, and said to Zhang Yifang: "Yifang, take your junior brother Yiyan down the mountain to play, or go to the street to walk around......"
Zhang Fang nodded, at this time, it was certain that the woman he met at the bottom of the mountain was the mother of Yiyan's junior brother. And the master wants to leave with a word of junior brother, although he doesn't know the purpose, he can also guess that the master's meaning is obvious, that is, there are some words that he doesn't want the junior brother to know.
You Yixiu also bowed and wanted to leave, Zhang Daoran said, "Yixiu, wait here." ”
You Yixiu said very little, and he rushed to do everything. When he is older, You Yixiu will not join in the fun with many things. Feeling that You Yixiu, who was standing behind him, was a little excited, he didn't care, and his attention was on the chessboard.
"Daoyou, have you really decided?"
Hengkong suddenly looked up and asked.
"Poor Dao has no right to make any decisions, whether they can get back together or not, Poor Dao will not interfere. Zhang Daoran's face was solemn: "This is measured by Cheng Wuhui's own decision." ”
"Daoyou already knows the number of days and lives, and knows the results between them, I don't know if Daoyou can solve the doubts of the poor Dao. Between them, what is the end?"
Hengkong didn't know the art of fortune-telling, and Zhang Daoran was mysterious and refused to reveal the information. Hengkong said with some puzzlement: "It is said that Yiyan's mother, after Yiyan was born, left the book directly and said goodbye, without a heart of stone, it is impossible to do this kind of thing." Cheng Wuhui was deeply injured and entered the Daomen for a few years to heal his emotional injuries. Now that Yiyan's mother is back and wants to get back together, Cheng Wuhui may not agree. ”
"As the so-called poor couples mourn everything, their love will not be separated. When Cheng Wuhui was the poorest, she chose to leave, Cheng Wuhui had just become famous in the north and south of the country, and she came to reunite, which made people feel like they were rushing for fame and fortune......"
Zhang Daoran nodded, and shook his head again: "Don't ask about other people's affairs, don't ask about yourself." The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, so don't ask. Although Wuhui is half a disciple of the poor Dao, he will not ask about his affairs. ”
Hengkong was helpless, and You Yixiu was very curious. He didn't know who Cheng Wuhui was, but he also got some answers in the conversation between Zhang Daoran and Hengkong. When Cheng Wuhui was poor, his wife left him, and Cheng Wuhui entered the Taoist temple as a Taoist priest. Now famous, his wife, who has been away from home for a few years, is now coming back and wants to get back together.
"The Taoist ......"
The voice trembled a little, and You Yixiu raised his eyes to see that a woman in a short skirt and stockings was standing in front of the door of the Taoist temple, frightened by the old wolf and the big dragon.
"Old wolf... Great Dragon..."
You Yixiu called twice, and the old wolf Dalong left the gate of the Taoist temple. Looking at the master who was unmoved by playing chess and Master Hengkong, You Yixiu greeted him: "You Yixiu, a disciple of the Three Qingguan of the Poor Dao, has seen a layman. Do lay people go up the mountain to pay their vows to the gods, or do they come to divinate and tell fortunes?"
"The Taoist is good, my name is Tang Yan, I came to Sanqing to worship the gods and make a wish, and I also want to divinate and tell fortunes. ”
Tang Yan watched the big dragon and the old wolf walk away, then she put her mind at ease, entered the Taoist temple, and entered the temple under the guidance of You Yixiu.
After saluting the gods, walking out of the temple, Tang Yan was a little embarrassed: "That is Zhang Daoran?"
Zhang Daoran put down the chess pieces in his hand and didn't raise his head: "Go back, what the layman thinks in his heart, what he wants in his heart, all kinds of past of the layman, and the poor road is clear." The poor road will not ask about this matter, and the layman will not get an answer here in the poor road. ”
Slightly stunned, looking at this young Taoist priest, Tang Yan hesitated a little: "Daoist ......"
Zhang Daoran stared at the chessboard and said, "One repair, bring a basin of water..."
"Serve water?"
Hengkong was also a little confused, and Tang Yan was also a little confused.
You Yixiu turned around and went to the kitchen, and walked over with a basin of water: "Master......"
"Splash water on the ground......"
Zhang Daoran stood up and broke off a branch on the old peach tree. You Yixiu had already splashed the water on the ground, and Zhang Daoran said in a low voice: "It's hard to collect the water, and the water splashed on the ground is like what has been said and done, and it is difficult to take back the water when it is splashed on the ground." It's like a broken peach branch, it's hard to connect when it's broken. ”
It was the first time that it appeared in this world, and Tang Yan instantly understood what Zhang Daoran meant. His face was pale, with a touch of complexity in his eyes, and he turned away from Sanqingguan.
Watching Tang Yan leave, Hengkong smiled bitterly: "Daoyou said that he would not interfere in Cheng Wuhui's affairs, and now he is not biased towards half of his disciples? ”
"Daoist friends are wrong, poor Dao is not biased towards anyone, but there are some things that need to be seen. Poor Dao did not help Cheng Wuhui, the grievances and contradictions between the two, if they were not solved quickly, Wuhui would be fine, this Tang Yan would be ruined, mentally disordered, and finally jumped off the building and died. Cheng Yiyan is a disciple of the poor Dao, and all kinds of experiences are needed in his cultivation, this Tang Yan is one of them, and the poor Dao is just for his own disciples......"
Zhang Daoran looked at the gate of the Taoist temple and said, "If you get a plausible answer here in the poor road, this female layman will still come......"