Chapter 135: The Way of the Monk
A towering ancient tree that can only be enclosed by three people, the trunk is black and full of wrinkles of time. From behind the thick trunk of the tree, a face full of vicissitudes and ravines www.biquge.info revealed. The gray hair was tied in a loose bun with a wooden hairpin, a pair of gray eyebrows were raised high, and the small round eyes kept spinning. The nose inhaled hard, greedily smelling the aroma that filled the air, and a few gray mouse whiskers under the nose kept shaking, and muttered: "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!"
Lan Xin raised her eyes and looked in the direction where the head appeared, and secretly wondered in her heart, just now she heard the sound of someone snorting hard from there, it turned out that it was not an illusion, where was this person a long time ago. If it were to be against them, I wouldn't have waited until now. Thinking of this, she smiled and invited: "If the seniors don't dislike itγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!" The gray head shook desperately, and before Lan Xin finished speaking, he quickly flashed out from behind the tree, as if he was afraid that Lan Xin would regret it.
Everyone was stunned. I saw that the person who came was not tall, and he was wearing a dusty, wrinkled robe, which was stained with several large pieces of oil. After jumping out from behind the tree, as if fearful of scaring everyone, he slowed down again, and straightened his hairpin and straightened his robe with his two black, thin hands, which were like dead branches. By the way, I pinned the handful of gray dust with bald hair on my waist.
Xue Shan and Uncle Li glanced at each other in unison, and they both saw the pressure in each other's eyes. The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway. From the first few steps out of this person, they can conclude that this person is not simple.
Ziyi was disgusted by his dirty appearance, frowned, and even gave up the chicken in his hand. Dongxiu and Xue Shan grew up together, she could feel her brother's nervousness, and she also looked at the sloppy Taoist in front of her with vigilance. Qinghe glanced at it, and lost interest, and continued to struggle with the chicken leg in his hand. Turning sideways, if there is a situation that is unfavorable to the girl, she immediately blocks in front of the girl and protects the girl.
Lan Xin stared, looking at the person in front of her in surprise, she didn't expect that the person behind the tree turned out to be a Taoist, she heard that the cultivator is a meat abstinent, she got up and saluted, and solemnly apologized: "It turned out to be a Taoist, but the little woman was abrupt, shouldn't γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
"It's not abrupt!" said the sloppy Taoist with a wave of his hand, and the rat whiskers also trembled, "Hehe, we cultivators, what we cultivate is that heaven and earth are free, and there are no rules and regulations." "That is, I can eat meat, you can serve it quickly.
"Oh, I see. But the little woman is shallow. Michijo please. Lan Xin said with a smile.
The sloppy Taoist stopped ten steps away from Lan Xin and them, and Lan Xin thought to himself, this old Taoist looked like a person who behaved in a disorderly manner, but he was a person who kept manners. Chao Dongxiu nodded, and Dongxiu walked to the pot and filled a big bowl of pheasant mushroom soup. Seeing the old Taoist sitting on the ground, Lan Xin motioned to Ziyi to take the piece of brocade just now, and by the way, he took a brocade mat to the Taoist leader. Although she didn't know who this sloppy and crazy old man was, since she had invited people over, she had to look like a hospitality.
Ziyi looked at the sloppy old thief's eyebrows, and almost vomited all the overnight meal, where would he take care of him?!
It was Qinghe, who wiped the oil off his hands, got up and picked up the brocade and mat stacked next to him, ready to send them over. As soon as he walked around the stone, he was stopped by Xue Shan, who took the things in her hand and motioned for her to go back to protect the girl. While this strange old way may seem harmless, it's always good to be cautious.
The sloppy old man was not polite, took the cushion handed over by Xue Shan, sat down, and stared at the lump in Xue Shan's hand. Xue Shan unhurriedly spread the brocade in front of him, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance in his heart. After the brocade is laid, put the lump in your hand on it. got up and took the soup from Dongxiu's hand and motioned for her not to go near this strange person. After everything was in order, Xue Shan bowed his head, signaled the old way to use it slowly, and bowed to the back.
The old man seemed to be unaware of everything around him, and his eyes were shining as he looked at the lumps in front of him. Putting the soup aside, the ten dead wood-like fingers began to pound. As he moved, the lump split in half, and a freshness once again filled the forest. The old man took a deep breath, sighed contentedly, dropped the clod of soil in his hand, and took out the pheasant with trembling hands.
I don't know where to take out a pair of chopsticks, rub them on the shabby robe twice, pick up a piece of chicken, nod as I eat, and said vaguely: "It's really delicious! If you look at it again, there are no bones left." β
Lan Xin keenly felt the branches and leaves of the ancient tree she was looking up at move and something fell from the tree. When he looked closely, a large monk wearing a blue monk's robe walked out from behind the tree. Lan Xin was shocked, this great monk jumped from that tree? In this way, she noticed that it was not an illusion that Youdao was looking here.
The great monk was slightly taller than the old man, and his face was beardless, so it was impossible to judge his age. His face was calm, and his eyes were clear, as if nothing could stir up a wave. The pace is steady, the pace is brisk, and it doesn't seem to be a block, but in a blink of an eye, it is close.
Lan Xin motioned for Dongxiu to add another bowl of soup and add some things. Dong Xiusheng's soup was still handed over by Xue Shan. And they brought a whole rabbit, and a roast deer leg, plus the chicken in their hands, how could it be enough.
Unexpectedly, in less than a quarter of an hour, the flesh in front of the two of them was gone, and the two of them were piled up with bones. Everyone was stunned by their speed, Qinghe subconsciously held the half-eaten chicken in front of him in his arms, the girl had just tasted a few bites, but she couldn't let people snatch it.
Seeing that the two of them were still unsatisfied, Dong Xiu took a rabbit and a deer leg over under Lan Xin's instructions. In the blink of an eye, there was very little left, and it was so fast that the crowd barely saw how they ate the meat in their mouths and shaved the bones off. What you see is the pile of bones that are getting taller and taller.
Lan Xin pondered for a moment, and hesitated to persuade: "Two, two seniors, since you like it, the little girl will let the two of you put it on." This γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» this meat is a little greasy, this γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
"Not much, not much! not full!" said the scruffy old man, sipping on the soup.