Zhang Daoran went up the mountain, Fang Tongcheng Wuhui and the two were already in the Taoist temple, and Zhang Yifang was cooking in the kitchen. Fang Tong was practicing Tai Chi in the courtyard of the Taoist Temple, while Cheng Yiyan was imitating on the side, his little face full of excitement.

Zhang Daoran walked into the Taoist temple, Cheng Wuhui and Cheng Yiyan's father and son paid attention to Fang Tong, so naturally they didn't notice Zhang Daoran.

Walking under the old peach tree, Zhang Daoran took out the Taoist scripture and was about to watch it, when he raised his eyes and saw Cheng Yiyan's movements, he was slightly stunned. Cheng Yifang doesn't know how many times he has imitated it, presumably there shouldn't be much, Zhang Daoran didn't stay long at the foot of the southern slope of the mountain, and when Zhang Daoran went up the mountain, Fang Tong was just able to reach the top of the mountain.

Calculating the time, Fang Tong should be the first time to practice Tai Chi in front of Cheng Yiyan.

Fang Tong practiced once, and just stopped, Cheng Yiyan actually put on a starting pose by himself and practiced Tai Chi.

Cheng Yiyan's movements were not very standardized, and even a little stiff and dull, but he still completed the rehearsal from beginning to end. The action is not standardized, but it is the posture of the number of Tai Chi roads.

"When the spiritual veins are channeled, the wisdom will also be improved, which is the so-called understanding. ”

Cheng Yiyan's performance, Zhang Daoran also felt a little surprised. Zhang Daoran secretly guessed that when Cheng Yiyan cultivated for the first time, if it wasn't for the fear of the "rats" in his body, he would have been able to continue to carry Zhou Tian.

"Little one, you ...... too"

Fang Tong's face was full of surprise and a little embarrassed. When he first learned Tai Chi, Fang Tong practiced more than a dozen times under Zhang Daoran's correction before he could fully practice it. It took a few days to get familiar with it, and it was perfectly rehearsed, and it was only these two days.

Cheng Yiyan only watched his own drill, and although the movements of the drill were a little irregular, he could rehearse them from beginning to end. Fang Tong's heart was hurt, and he looked at Cheng Yiyan like a monster: "It's too smart." ”

Cheng Yiyan was a little confused: "It's very simple......"

"Tong Yan Wuji, the wind blows away..."Fang Tong's face turned red, and Cheng Yiyan's unintentional words made Fang Tong feel a little hot on his face again: "Aha, I'll go and see the head of the small road, well, it should be called the head of the road, and your little guy will be called the head of the small road in the future...... The rice is so delicious, it should be ready soon. ”

Entering the kitchen, he first drank a bowl of water, and Fang Tong walked out with a large pot of vegetables. Zhang Yifang also walked out of the kitchen with a rice cooker, and Cheng Wuhui also entered the kitchen to help and brought out a pot of vegetables.

Zhang Yifang entered the kitchen again and walked out with dishes and chopsticks.

"Old wolf, it's time to eat......"

Fang Tong came out with a basin with bones, put it in front of the kitchen door, and brought out the basin with the fish. The old wolf didn't listen, but the big dragon crawled to the kitchen door and began to swallow the fish.

"Huh?" Zhang Fang walked to the old wolf's side, touched the old wolf's stomach and said with some concern: "Is the old wolf uncomfortable, he used to rush to eat, why didn't he eat it today?"

"It's not hungry..."Fang Tong raised his head and said, "The old wolf was down the mountain just now, and he ate game......

Zhang Fang was stunned for a moment, and before he understood, Zhang Daoran said: "Let's start eating, after eating, I will give you a task." ”

Fang Tong closed his mouth and didn't speak, and ate with his head down. Cheng Yiyan also had a great appetite and gobbled it up. Cheng Wuhui is also in a good mood, and he is not slow to eat. When Zhang Fang returned to the stone table, there were only half a pot of vegetables left in each of the two large pots of vegetables.

The meal was eaten quickly, except for Zhang Yifang, who was full.

"Dao Chief, what's the task?"

With the help of Cheng Wuhui, Zhang Yifang began to pack his things. Fang Tong sat on the stone pier, lazily drinking spring water and asked.

Zhang Daoran looked at the Tao Sutra and said without raising his head: "When everyone is ready, the poor Dao will naturally tell you." ”

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Zhang Yifang and Cheng Wuhui came to the old peach tree. Zhang Daoran glanced at a few people: "Fang Tong, you will take one side later, pay attention to the old wolf, and when the old wolf goes down the mountain, you follow the old wolf down the mountain......"

Everyone was confused, and Fang Tong asked, "What does the Taoist mean that when the old wolf brought the wild duck in his mouth, we snatched it back from the old wolf's mouth?"

glared at Fang Tong fiercely, snatching something from the old wolf's mouth?

I really didn't understand what Fang Tong thought, Zhang Daoran didn't bother to pay attention to him: "There are poachers at the foot of the mountain, poaching wild ducks......"

"What does the Taoist mean is that we should catch poachers? Shouldn't this be what the police should do?" Fang Tong frowned: "Wild ducks are national second-class protected animals, especially gray-headed ducks, and they are even more scarce. They dare to poach, but they will go to jail......"

Zhang Fangfang didn't understand this, but Cheng Wuhui understood a little: "Brother Fang is right, their poaching is a crime, and they should be called to the police." ”

"Call the police...... Zhang Daoran listened to everyone's opinions and said: "Poor Dao guesses that these poachers should be villagers on the east coast." They knew that there was a formation here, and they never went ashore. I don't know if they hunted wild ducks once in a while, or if they came to poach them on purpose..."

Zhang Daoran glanced at Fang Tong and Zhang Fang: "You have also learned some time Tai Chi, poor Dao means, you two, go and catch these poachers, remember, keep the evidence, and then call the police." ”

Zhang Daoran's caution is not unreasonable, although it is easy to catch poachers in the vast lake here, but when the Beisi Lake Marine Police arrive, these poachers can also find the water police as soon as possible, so as to sink the poaching tools into the water......

Zhang Yifang and Fang Tong glanced at each other, and there was a hint of excitement in their eyes. Although the time to learn Tai Chi is not long, Fang Tong has Zhang Daoran's pill assistance. Zhang Fangfang's spiritual veins are psychic, his understanding has increased greatly, and he is extremely proficient in Taijiquan.

Practicing in the Taoist temple is just a skill, and only by going outside to practice can you confirm what you have learned. Only then did the two of them understand Zhang Daoran's intentions, nodded and said, "We understand......"

Because he didn't know when the poachers would come, Cheng Wuhui, who practiced music at the foot of the mountain, became a watchman. The old wolf always goes down the mountain during this time, and he should have figured out the pattern.

At this time, the afternoon passed, and the old wolf lay lazily in the Taoist temple. Cheng Wuhui arrived at night, and he didn't find anything when he went up the mountain.

Until the next day, when it was less than seven or eight o'clock, the old wolf quietly went down the mountain, Zhang Daoran removed the Nanpo formation, and ordered Zhang Fang to row a boat, and Fang Tong broke down from Nanshan.

Cheng Yiyan also wanted to follow Fang Tong down the mountain, but was stopped by Zhang Daoran: "Fang, don't go, poor Taoism teaches you to read and write......"

Cheng Yiyan was sullen, and Cheng Wuhui went down the mountain with his guitar.

Looking at the sullen Cheng Yiyan, Zhang Daoran smiled and said, "Okay, study hard." When you can write out all the words and recognize them, you can familiarize yourself with the Taoist scriptures, and you can achieve success in cultivation, the Tao of promoting good and punishing evil and poor will never stop you again. ”

"Teacher, can Senior Brother and Fang Jushi catch the bad guys?"

Cheng Yiyan asked with some concern.

Zhang Daoran was full of confidence, looked at the outside of the Taoist temple, and said with a smile: "Your senior brother and Fang Tong, learn the skills of poor Taoism, if the two poachers can't catch it, these days of hard work will be in vain." ”