"Ah sneeze~" Zhang Dadao suddenly sneezed, in the middle of the night, this sneeze was extremely loud, and even had a feeling of echo. With the sound of the dog barking from all directions, "Wangwang~" kept echoing in the deep mountains, Zhang Dadao's face instantly became stinky, the pair of dead fish eyes rolled to break through the sky, and Zhang Dadao, who didn't sleep at night, had a pair of dark circles with dead fish eyes that were even more extraordinary.

"Although this is on the mountain, it is just by the West Lake, it should be regarded as an urban area, right? Doesn't it mean that large dogs are not allowed in the urban area? This movement doesn't sound like a Chihuahua!" Zhang Dadao muttered a little depressedly, listened carefully for a while, and then nodded with satisfaction: "I just said that there is no Taoist priest in the world who does not eat dog meat, and this Baopu Taoist Academy really does not have a dog, it really gives us a fight!"

This Geling is on the edge of the West Lake, the scenery is repaired in the noisy quiet, and there are really some small villas built on the mountain. Most of this barking comes from those places!

After confirming that there were no dogs in the Daoyuan, Zhang Dadao took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, and began to speed up and run towards the Daoyuan in Nahug. Although Zhang Dadao is not afraid of dogs, this so-called thief has a weak heart, and when he meets a dog in the barren mountains and mountains in the middle of the night, he is frightened.

Now it's just 2 o'clock and almost 3 o'clock, it is the time when people are the most sleepy, and the whole Geling is full of dogs, except for those high-spirited dogs, and even the "rustle" sound of the drizzle falling can be heard very clearly. Running away overnight, Zhang Dadao ran out of the Seventh Courtyard at 9 o'clock, and although the distance of the six hours was not far, the effort required was not small.

Now that he is hungry and cold, and lacks sleep, Zhang Dadao is also a little unbearable at this time, and when he slows down and takes a few breaths, he feels that his ears are "buzzing". The brain also felt dizzy all of a sudden.

Taking a few deep breaths, Zhang Dadao rubbed his belly, and his careful cat waist slipped to the side wall of Baopu Daoyuan. It is also thanks to the fact that there are too many scenic spots around the West Lake, especially those monk temples are famous one by one. Although this Baopu Taoist Academy has a long history and a great god is in charge, it is a pity that our Taoist sect is not good at hype, whether it is reputation or traffic. This Baopu Taoist Temple is not to say that it is compared with the Lingyin under the mountain, and even the Yuewang Temple at the foot of the mountain is much better than it.

Of course, Zhang Dadao still respects Grandpa Yue very much, but seeing that the scale of this Baopu Daoyuan lost to Hu Jiao, he was a little unhappy. But compared to that bit of unhappiness, this poor popularity also has the advantage of being bad. The large and small temples around the West Lake have to buy tickets and spend money to enter, but this Baopu Taoist Temple is independent, although it also sells tickets, but the management is not strict, and the wall is much shorter.

This also made it easier for Zhang Dadao to sneak in, and when he turned over, Zhang Dadao stepped on the rockery outside the wall and turned into the yard. Although he is locked up in the hospital, Zhang Dadao's skills are indeed a bit interesting. Flipping into the wall, Zhang Dadao looked around and wondered where the kitchen was.

Baopu Daoyuan belongs to Quanzhen, and Zhang Dadao thinks that Longhu Mountain is not a system. However, the structure of Dafan Daoyuan is still about the same, although the people in the Seventh Academy think that Zhang Dadao is mentally ill, but the things in the world are so unclear, he may really be mentally ill, but he still walked all the way to the kitchen of Baopu Daoyuan. The kitchen was in a corner of the courtyard, Zhang Dadao climbed in through the open window, and found a large white radish in the darkness and gnawed it.

Although his stomach was explained, he was a little unhappy in his heart, and kept secretly saying: "Mother's place won't be all fake Taoist priests, right?

Zhang Dadao finished nibbling on the radish, followed the memory cat just now to the bottom of a row of eaves, and lightly ripped off a few pieces of clothing from the clothesline between the two pillars, and then picked himself up on the spot and changed into this Taoist robe.

There are also a lot of clothes drying here, and there are even a few things that only have gorgeous apricot yellow robes, and Zhang Dadao stole the simplest casual clothes, which is the diagonal cardigan that evolved from the Hanfu pleats. The lower body is still wearing hospital pants and tourist shoes, which is a bit of a mix and match.

After changing his clothes, Zhang Dadao was in a better mood, and while walking forward, he used the safety scissors divided into knives to cut a clothesline without clothes hanging, and put the straw hemp rope on his waist as a belt. This one is tied with hemp rope, and the clothes fit, but the originally ordinary navy blue robe is even lower. Fortunately, the material of this robe is also a blend of cotton and linen, although it is strange and twisted, it is a little free and uninhibited.

Zhang Dadao wandered around and arrived in front of the main hall dedicated to Ge Hong, the main hall was open and there was no light inside. Zhang Dadao couldn't help but be even more disdainful, and secretly said in his heart: "In this unfortunate place, there must be few serious Taoist disciples, and even the everlasting lamp in front of the statue of the patriarch has been extinguished!

After thinking about it like this, Zhang Dadao, who had self-comfort, pushed open the door and touched it, and came out of the hall with a swing, Zhang Dadao carried a futon under his arm, and a bamboo stick with a stick in his arms, and even the pair of horns were stolen by him.

"It's really a bumper harvest! It has to be black and black to make a lot of money! With these things, don't you have a livelihood to eat? It's a pity that we didn't get cinnabar and paper and pen, and we can't interpret the most powerful talisman!" Zhang Dadao looked for a place with a low wall, and turned out of the Baopu Daoyuan. Carefully felt out half of the radish and gnawed it again, then threw the hospital gown he had changed into the bushes casually, turned around and shook it, and only then did he show a smile on his face.

In the Taoist courtyard, after eating and stealing, the sky was bright. Zhang Dadao's appearance has also undergone a big transformation, with a pair of glassless wood-framed glasses on his face. Dressed in a navy blue robe, with hemp rope tied around his waist, and a white hospital gown with travel shoes on his lower body. The hair was pulled into a bun and inserted with a brown bamboo stick, and a few small words were faintly written under the bamboo stick like an arrow: "O wood O fire earth." ”

Zhang Dadao's current appearance, except for a few doctors and nurses who are most familiar with him, outsiders will never recognize him. Especially on Geling here, anyone who sees him will think that he is a little Taoist priest who is a little out of the way. Zhang Dadao knew that as long as he didn't go to the Seventh Courtyard to die now, the possibility of being caught had been greatly reduced, and he smiled a little with peace of mind. Although I still don't know what to do, I don't have the pressure to run away from before.

After this relaxation, he went down the mountain while nibbling on the radish, and began to mutter: "The three pieces nourish nature, and the first yuan has to coexist." If you create as you wish, everything will come naturally!"

He jumped down the hill one by one, and the sticking head sticking diagonally on his chest was also a trembling "swish". With the light rain and breeze, under the shimmering sky, between the bluestone and green roads, a sense of quiet nature suddenly arises.

Zhang Dadao hummed a song with the shaking sound of the sticker in his mouth: "Joyful Yangyang, beautiful sheep, gray wolf......" destroyed all the atmosphere.

Since then, the Taoist priest has descended the mountain.