"I've seen two Taoist ......"

The wandering singer clasped his hands into fists and performed a standard Taoist etiquette.

The child named Xiaoyan looked at Zhang Fangfang, obviously recognizing that his father was singing at the beginning, and it was this Taoist chief who gave him fifty yuan to let him eat chicken legs. Then Xiao Yan looked at Zhang Daoran, learned from his father, clasped his hands into fists, and performed a non-standard Taoist etiquette.

Zhang Daoran was full of smiles, and his eyes flashed a little: "I've seen two laymen......

"I've seen two laymen ......"

Two Taoist priests, and a wandering singer with a child, greeted each other outside the waiting hall, attracting many people at the station. It's just that the itinerary is in a hurry, and these people just glance at it, but there are no onlookers.

"Thank you. ”

The wandering singer is not knowing how to answer his son's question, and Zhang Daoran's arrival has given his son a hope, and also given himself a hope.

Since ancient times, rumors have been the most terrible, and good words are the most popular.

Zhang Daoran smiled indifferently: "Poor Dao is telling the truth, not perfunctory. Lay people have a relationship with the Tao, and nature has a relationship with the poor Tao. ”

The wandering singer smiled dumbly, and her eyes, which were not covered by sunglasses, revealed a hint of melancholy. touched the head of Xiao Yan, who had learned the same way, and turned around to walk away: "Dao Chief, let's leave first." ”

The moment he turned around, a trace of gloom flashed in the wandering singer's eyes.

The wandering singer turned around and left, Zhang Fang thought that Zhang Daoran was also leaving, but Zhang Daoran said indifferently: "There is hatred for a long time, and the Taoist has been in the door for three years." People have ideals and dreams come true, and people have no ideals to follow their own hearts. It's a pity, it's a pity that the opportunity is in front of me, I don't know how to grasp it. ”

Zhang Daoran turned around and left with Zhang Yifang, and was about to buy a ticket. The wandering singer stopped, with a touch of sadness on her face and a struggle in her eyes. Xiao Yan was a little curious: "Dad, these two Taoist uncles are as mysterious and mysterious as Daoist Qingwen, and I didn't understand what they said." ”

Xiao Yan didn't understand, but the wandering singer understood. Turning around, he pulled Xiao Yan to catch up with Zhang Daoran: "Dao Chief, I was rude just now, may I ask Dao Chief, where is my chance?"

Zhang Fang was a little surprised, thinking that Zhang Daoran was just casually saying some emotion, but he didn't expect the wandering singer to turn around and come back. Looking at the wandering singer with a pious face, Zhang Fangfang secretly thought: "I don't know what it means to hate the poor Dao, I have been a Taoist for three years, is it that this singer has been a Taoist priest for three years, or will he be a Taoist priest in the Taoist temple for three years in the future? As for the chance...... Whoever the teacher gives the opportunity will have the opportunity. ”

However, Zhang Fangfang's attention is not on Zhang Daoran, nor on the wandering singer, but on the child who looks at him with a smart light.

"The Dao Gate has a fate to enter by itself, and the poor Dao is just to extradite people. ”

Zhang Daoran said lightly, and did not directly answer the question of the wandering singer.

"Is the Taoist chief saying that I have to enter the Dao Gate to grasp that opportunity?" The wandering singer smiled bitterly: "Don't hide it from the Taoist chief, I have been a Taoist priest for three years. Later, because of the death of his father, his mother's poor health, and his son, who had grown up and needed to be raised, left the Daomen. At the beginning, Qingwen Daoist said that my fate was in the Daomen, but unfortunately, I was not only for my chance, but now I, as a father, also for my son. ”

"The fate of the layman is in the Daomen, and naturally there is a fate with the Daomen. Just because of emotional sadness, the road ahead is uncertain, there is nowhere to go, and I have to enter the door. And the son of the layman has a relationship with the Daomen, to be exact, with the poor Dao. Zhang Daoran smiled slightly: "And the blessing of the layman is confirmed in the son of the layman." ”

"Does the Taoist chief mean that my son wants to be a Taoist priest?" The wandering singer's face changed, and he was silent for a long time: "Can't it be resolved?"

"The layman also used to be a Taoist priest, but I didn't expect to have a misunderstanding of the Taoist sect......" Zhang Daoran took a deep look at the wandering singer and shook his head: "The poor Tao is a righteous one, you can eat meat, you can get married, and you can practice at home." As long as you concentrate on the Dao, you can naturally achieve success. This is due to fate, fate is fate, you can't force it, let it be. ”

"Zhengyi, ah......" The wandering singer's eyes wandered, he was determined to make a career, his son had reached the age of going to school, he went south and north by himself, his residence was uncertain, and it was not a way for his son to follow him. But if he wants his son to be a Taoist, the wandering singer is a little resistant.

Zhang Daoran turned around and left, without any stop. That child has a fate with himself, and this trace of fate is constantly implicated, and he will enter the Three Qingguan. The wandering singer resisted a little, but Zhang Daoran naturally would not force it.

Seeing Zhang Daoran leaving, the wandering singer also turned around and left. Seeing his son, his eyes looked in the direction of Zhang Daoran's departure with yearning, and said in a childish voice: "Dad, I want to be a Taoist priest, is it okay?"

The wandering singer's heart sank: "This is what the Taoist chief said?"

Just as soon as they met, his son wanted to be a Taoist priest.

"Xiao Yan, why do you want to be a Taoist priest?"

Xiao Yan said with some yearning: "I heard the Taoist brother just now say that the place where they cultivated was surrounded by water, and there was a wolf and a big python in the Taoist temple. Cultivation can become very capable, and there are many delicious foods. ”

The wandering singer's face was gloomy, and Xiao Yan longed to be a Taoist priest, perhaps just for the sake of deliciousness. Follow yourself around, hungry and full, only when you encounter good luck, someone gives a lot of money, will buy Xiao Yan a delicious meal.

"What great skills can you have when you are a Taoist?"

The wandering singer has been a Taoist priest for three years, not to mention the hard work of Qing Xiu, within three years, he has read a lot of Taoist scriptures, and he has not learned the same skills. The past experience made the wandering singer very sober: "Xiao Yan, the skill of a Taoist priest, only exists in fantasy, but there is no one in reality." ”

"But just now the Taoist brother said that his teacher is very capable, can save people's lives, and can make people very powerful. Xiao Yan was very yearning: "The Taoist brother said that if I become a Taoist priest, my father will have less to worry about, so that he can follow the opportunity and succeed." ”

Xiao Yan had a confused face: "Dad, Xiao Yan follows you, you won't succeed, right?"

The wandering singer burst into tears and hugged Xiao Yan tightly: "No, Xiao Yan is Dad's hope, how can it be because of Xiao Yan's father that he won't succeed?"

"Then Dad, I'll become a Taoist priest......"

After all, Xiaoyan is young and doesn't understand what Zhang Yifang said at the beginning, he has followed his father to the north and south in the past two years, and every time he eats something delicious, his father doesn't eat it, he keeps it for himself. In Xiao Yan's young heart, he thought that if he didn't have himself, would his father be able to eat delicious food?

......

In the waiting hall, Zhang Fangfang asked curiously: "Teacher, is that child really related to Sanqingguan?"

Zhang Daoran's face did not move, and he said with a smile: "The fate is like a tide that can't be stopped, and the Sanqing Taoist Temple adds a Taoist child." On the one hand, when you return to the Taoist temple, the poor Taoist is telling the ancestor that he intends to accept you as an apprentice. ”

Zhang was overjoyed, and there was a big difference between the identities of disciples and Daotongs, so it could be said that there was no comparison. The Taoist child is the one who waits for people, and the disciple is the one who inherits the mantle of the master. Only by becoming a disciple can you have the opportunity to inherit Zhang Daoran's skills.

"Fate is fate, they still came......"

Zhang Daoran's words Zhang Fang was stunned, and followed Zhang Daoran's gaze to the door of the waiting hall, where the wandering singer was walking here with Xiao Yan.

Zhang Daoran said with a smile: "One side, go buy another ticket." ”