"Wow, there is such a 'fan' old Taoist priest, the fourth, who is this, it looks like the platinum star in "Journey to the West"."

Ou Yeping watched Guo Daozhen, who was immortal and bone-like, drift away, and little stars appeared in his eyes.

It's so handsome, it's so cool, and that bearing is like an old fairy. Although he didn't know what the immortals were like, Ou Yeping's brain automatically made up the appearance of the immortals above the nine heavens in his mind.

"How did you know such a character, recruited from the truth?" Ou Yeping put his arm around Mo Fei's neck and asked curiously.

Although Zeng Yi and Mo Qingwu stood quietly on the side, the undisguised look of interest in their eyes was all showing Mo Fei the message of "You kid hurry up and explain honestly, otherwise you will be tortured and waiting".

Mo Fei is very helpless, this Guo Lao Dao's way of appearing is too stylish, you said that your white-bearded grandfather in Taoist clothes appeared in the living community of the modern city, it is strange that he is not eye-catching, not to mention that he has seen a fellow Taoist and greeted himself, how can it not make people stop because of curiosity, look, even the always mature and steady boss Zeng Yi is very curious.

The helpless Mo Fei could only secretly spit out a groove in his heart. He also knows that this old Guo Taoist heart Chicheng, pure as a child's baby, is the so-called heart like a floating cloud is always at ease, meaning like flowing water, unrestrained, very in line with the true meaning of Taoism's quiet and inaction, because of this, this is so frank and natural. It is also Guo Lao Dao who was born at the wrong time, if he was born a thousand years ago, even if he was born a thousand years ago, it is not difficult to ascend.

"This old immortal is Guo Daozhen, the master of Baiyun Temple, and he is a senior master in Taoism, because some of his remarks are quite consistent, so he can be regarded as having some friendship."

Mo Fei saw that Zeng Yi and the others were listening to him with their ears pricked up, and a sense of narrowness arose in his heart. In the end, I have lived in the world for so long, and I have recovered the memories of my previous life, and my heart has returned to the basics more and more.

At this moment, seeing Zeng Yi, Ou Yeping, and Mo Qingwu listening carefully to their own story, he said with a smile: "Don't think that this old Taoist priest is old, but he is an unborn master. ”

"An unborn master? How high is it, is it able to fly the eaves and walk on the wall, walk on the tall buildings, jump over the building, and walk on the ground? I see that Wang Chongyang in "Shooting the Condor" is a martial arts master, overpowering the Eastern Evil, the Western Poison, the Southern Emperor, and the Northern Beggar, could it be that this old Taoist priest is also such a master? ”

Mo Fei shook his finger lightly, interrupted Ou Yeping's words, and said with a smile: "What is a martial arts master, Guo Laodao is a Xuanmen Yushi who can do magic, jumping out of the Three Realms is not in the Five Elements, the so-called martial arts master is just a toddler in front of him, nothing is it." ”

After that, he nodded in a timely manner, and the serious Yan sù appearance made people think that Mo Fei was just joking. Of course, this is also Mo Fei deliberately giving people the feeling that he is just making fun of everyone.

"Good boy, I actually learned to make jokes about my brothers." Ou Yeping exclaimed, and made a frightened look, and the incredulity on his face was ridiculous.

"Okay, okay, don't be funny, everyone else has noticed you, don't lose your grace in front of other little girls."

Zeng Yi and the others were overjoyed, and when they saw Ou Yeping's behavior, several little girls not far away covered their mouths and snickered, and they snorted, signaling Ou Yeping not to be too prodigal and damage his image.

A few people talked and laughed and walked out of the community.

A circle of walls, it seems to be two worlds, the walls are purple and red, a bright spring garden is full, the autumn wind outside the wall rolls the fallen leaves, everywhere reveals the autumn gloom. (To be continued......)