When the person who came to steal food earlier than himself came out completely, Yang Fan found out that it was a young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, so he was a little amused, and said, "How can a Taoist priest steal food to worship Daojun?" ”

The young Taoist priest looked innocent and said, "That's why Xiaodao shouted danger and told the little brother not to steal food." Looking at the little Taoist's serious appearance, Yang Fan almost forgot that he was also a type of person who came to steal food, and asked, "Then how to steal food?" ”

The young Taoist priest knelt on the futon upright and said, "Little brother, you watch." ”

"The emperor of Donghua is above, although Xiaodao is not serving the emperor in the Taoist temple now, he is dedicated to the Tao. However, today's practice is lazy, and he was punished by the old Taoist on the mountain to think about it, until the night, Xiaodao was hungry, thinking of the emperor's generosity, fairy wind and Taoist bones, is the supreme of Taoism, Xiaodao used to be a well-behaved little Taoist priest under the Quanzhen Sect, presumably the emperor can't bear to watch Xiaodao starve until tomorrow. These persimmons and pastries are mundane things in the world, and the emperor does not eat the fireworks in the world, and he must not bear to spoil the food, and the trail will definitely help the emperor solve it. ”

After speaking, he kowtowed sincerely, then took down the pastries and persimmons on several cases, and gave them to Yang Fan, saying: "It's not dangerous to eat like this, don't tell others." The little Taoist smiled innocently and ate half of the persimmon in one bite.

"You just said that you were originally here, why did you go to the top of the mountain to be a Taoist priest in Wudang?" Yang Fan was also so hungry that he didn't want it, so he quickly ate the pastry on the table, the taste was refreshing with a hint of sweetness and sourness, and said, "This pastry tastes good." ”

The young Taoist priest said with some pride: "That's not it. This hawthorn paste trail was done a few days ago, so I came to return it...... Come and pay homage to Emperor Donghua. Those hawthorns have just been picked from the mountain, but they are refreshing. Oh, by the way, you asked me why I went to Wudang. This is a long story, the Taihe Palace in Laoshan was destroyed, and we fled to Taihang with the watcher. This Taihe Palace was exchanged by the viewer for me and the old green cow on the mountain. ”

"Ahem." Yang Fan almost choked to death by the pastry in his throat, "Then you changed this Taoist temple?" The little Taoist priest nodded aggrievedly. said: "Do you think this business is a loss?" ”

"It's a good deal!" Yang Fan slapped his thigh, and said with some nervousness, "Where are you not a Taoist priest." Such a Taoist temple is worth a few hundred taels of silver, to say the least. If you think about it, isn't that the reason? The young Taoist priest was a little annoyed, snatched back the plate of pastries in Yang Fan's hand, and said angrily with some arrogance: "Isn't Xiaodao worth these hundreds of taels of silver?" ”

"Stingy." Yang Fan reached out and scooped up a persimmon, and continued to enlighten this buddy who had just established a relationship through food. "Then, I'll settle the account for you, and you'll understand. You followed your master to Taihang, do you have to find a place to stay? ”

The little Taoist priest nodded, and it was a response.

"You are the Quanzhen faction, even if you settle down, it is impossible for you to live under the Wudang sect, after all, you must have your own Taoist temple, don't you say?"

In the dark night, those clear eyes stared at Yang Fan. seemed to be thinking carefully about what Yang Fan said. In the end, the little Taoist priest still nodded. Yang Fan took advantage of the little Taoist priest's inattention, fished out a delicious hawthorn cake, and continued to talk nonsense. "If you want to build a Taoist temple, you have to have silver, right? Even if you don't have any money, someone has to have it, right? You people want to eat, right? Take one of you and exchange it for such a big Taoist temple, and then you mixed up in Wudang, and you also had food. Your Taoist lineage with the Mountain Sect has also continued, isn't it the best of both worlds? Think about it now. Worth it or not? ”

The little Taoist priest crossed his legs, held his chin and thought for a while, "It seems to be ...... Yes...... What does that make sense...... Wrong! Since I am a true disciple, joining Wudang is to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors. And was deceived to Wudang. It wasn't my intention, so it's still a loss! ”

Yang Fan felt that he had almost eaten, stood up and patted the crumbs on his clothes, and said, "It's up to you to lose or not." I'm going to sleep. You eat slowly. "He's also eating, it's just boring and joking with the little Taoist.

Unexpectedly, the little Taoist priest was more serious, "No, you can't convince the little Taoist today." You can't go. Unless you admit that the Lord's approach has failed, the trail will let you go. Yang Fan was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you insane?" ”

Yang Fan is really speechless, is this issue necessary to be discussed? It's like the parents of their daughter who are going to starve to death sell her to the green building, and then the green building woman asks the prostitute if her parents are wrong. Regardless of whether the girl's parents are right or wrong, the prostitute can only say that he cares about his. Yang Fan is in this mood. Whether you are wronged or dissatisfied, tell your family to see the master, and it is really useful to be here with me.

"Then blame Xiaodao for being unkind!"

"I'm going, I'm also here to steal food, so I don't need to use my hands and feet." Yang Fan was a little amused when he saw the little Taoist priest's more serious appearance. At this age, there are really few people who are still so naïve. He is different from Li Yuhuan's well-behaved. That's old and obedient, and this little Taoist priest is really a little childish.

"Luo Xiaofei, why are you here again!" As soon as the Zhu door of the apse opened, the angry voice of the Deshan Daoist was heard. The little Taoist priest panicked, wiped his mouth, and hurriedly ran out, not forgetting to put down the cruel words, "Wait for Xiaodao!" The front hall gradually brightened, and the people of Deshan Road chased out with green lanterns in their hands, climbed the door of the hall, looked at the figure running up the mountain road, and sighed: "It must be that I am not good at practicing again, and I am not allowed to eat by the old green cow." Daoist Deshan turned around and asked, "Why is the lord in the front hall?" ”

"Oh." Yang Fan smiled and said: "When I fell asleep, I suddenly heard a movement in the front hall, so I came to check, I didn't expect that there was a thief stealing food, if it wasn't for the Taoist chief's order, maybe I would have caught this thief in the next place." ”

Deshan Daoist approached with a green lantern, "That's ...... at the corner of the lord's mouth"

"Oh, the little thief ran fast just now, the dust on a few cases, the dust ......" Yang Fan wiped his mouth, sneered, and then quickly opened the topic, "Listen to the Taoist chief's words, is that little Taoist priest coming to steal food every day?" ”

Deshan Daoren sighed, "These persimmons and pastries were all brought by himself." Deshan picked up a few persimmons on the ground, and said with a somewhat moved face: "Xiaofei has followed me since he was a child, and he is different from others. For him, the Suishan faction is like his home. Although he was forced to send him to Wudang in desperation, Xiaodao understood that it was cruel to him. But I had no choice but to do it. ”

Yang Fan dusted off the crumbs on his hands and said, "What is there to do, is it just for this Taoist temple?" If the Taoist chief is really for this Taoist temple, it seems that the Suishan Sect can really die. (To be continued.) )