The old Taoist priest smiled very deceitfully, Xiao Fan wanted to punch him and give him a face, but he gave up after thinking about it, this is the Ming Dynasty, for Xiao Fan, this is the away game, and beating people may be abnormal.

Looking at the old Taoist priest's withered figure, as if he had been hungry for several days, Xiao Fan sighed again, it's just a meal, please just please, even if he is a charlatan, he is also a very desolate liar, he is so miserable when he is old, he should really be sympathized.

Xiao Fan touched his nose and smiled bitterly, he had ten taels of silver in his pocket, he was going to find an investment project, but now it's okay, he was cheated of a meal just after he went out, and he didn't know how much it cost to eat a meal in an ancient restaurant.

He had a hunch that if he didn't get away from this old Taoist priest quickly, he was afraid that it wouldn't be long before the ten taels of silver in his pocket would all turn into food and put it into the old Taoist's humble stomach.

Stretched his neck and looked at the decoration of the restaurant, well, there was no welcome lady standing outside, and there was no red carpet inside, it was very average, and it was estimated that it would not cost me too much.

"This Dao Chief, please come in, for the sake of your age, I respect the old and respectful, please have a meal." Xiao Fan let out a long sigh.

Xiao Fan is a poor man, except for being handsome, he really has no other capital, the money is spent less and less, it's not that he is stingy, it's really that everyone is not rich, in the previous life, rich people threw a lot of banknotes out if they had nothing to do, and the beautiful name was: "charity", but Xiao Fan was not qualified to play such an expensive game, so Xiao Fan decided that after eating this meal, everyone should hurry up and go their separate ways.

The old Taoist priest was in high spirits when he heard this, and his wrinkled face smiled as bright as a chrysanthemum, and he hurriedly smiled at Xiao Fan: "So, thank you for the poor Dao, hehe." ”

Before the words fell, the old Taoist priest couldn't be polite, rushed into the restaurant first, occupied a table with lightning speed, and then stood at the table and waved vigorously and shouted: "Come on!" Here and here! ”

Xiao Fan sighed again, at this moment he felt that his head was very big, as big as a wronged head......

Walking into the restaurant, Xiao Fan sat down next to the old Taoist, and the shopkeeper on the side bowed his waist and said with a smile: "What are you two eating?" ”

The old Taoist priest was like a fox beside a tiger, and said loudly: "Bring a copy of all the signature things in your store!" ”

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and before he could say anything, Xiao Fan hurriedly said, "Don't be so troublesome......

The shopkeeper smiled: "Although the shop is not big, there are still a lot of signature dishes, and it is not troublesome at all......

Xiao Fan sighed and said: "You are not afraid of trouble, but I am afraid of trouble......"

The shopkeeper wondered, "Why?" ”

Xiao Fan said with a straight face: "When you spend money to invite others to dinner one day, you will know that there are too many signature dishes in the restaurant, which is really troublesome......

The old Taoist priest smiled wryly, and this time his voice was much lower: "Then simply have a meat dish, two vegetarian dishes, and then a hot pot bar......

After speaking, the old Taoist priest carefully looked at Xiao Fan's face again, and saw that Xiao Fan did not object, so he hurriedly waved his hand to the shopkeeper and asked him to pass the food.

The two sat opposite each other, silent for a moment.

The old Taoist priest rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the grace of the strong man, I haven't asked for the name of the high surname yet." ”

Xiao Fan arched his hand casually and said, "My surname is Xiao." ”

The old Taoist priest looked like he had been admiring for a long time, and said in a fuss: "It turned out to be Xiao Zhuangshi......"

Xiao Fan looked down at his thin figure, and said sullenly: "I am neither 'strong' nor can I afford to be a 'shi', can you change your name?" ”

The old Taoist priest is as good as flowing: "The poor Taoist is a few years older than you, sell an old man, call you a brother." ”

Xiao Fan looked at the vicissitudes of life of the old Taoist, and couldn't help nodding, this old Taoist priest is not only "a few years older" than himself, he can be his grandfather in terms of age, he is so honored to grow up for two generations, I am afraid that this meal still played a role.

Arching his hand, Xiao Fan said, "I haven't asked the Taoist number yet." ”

The old Taoist priest put on an ethereal and profound appearance, and said leisurely: "The poor Taoist number is too empty......

Too empty?

Xiao Fan's eyes were straight, and he looked at it with a smile, seeing that the old Taoist priest was thin and thin, and he was left with a bone frame after losing his skin, Xiao Fan praised from the bottom of his heart: "The Taoist is as his name suggests, and it is really too empty......

Taixu said with a dry smile: "A monk cultivates pure hardship, and it is indeed a little empty. ”

"How many years has the Taoist been cultivating in Zhongnan Mountain?"

Taixu said: "Poor Dao was born in the late Southern Song Dynasty, and when he was six years old, he entered the Taoist Gate and practiced the Tao with his senior brother, and it has been more than 100 years......

Xiao Fan's eyes widened: "Hundred...... More than 100 years? Dare to ask the long question, Gui Geng this year? ”

Tai said with a false smile: "When Poor Dao was born, it was when the Mongols went south to destroy the Song Dynasty, and now Poor Dao is more than one hundred and thirty years old. ”

Xiao Fan stared at Taixu for a long time, sighed and said, "Why does the Taoist chief bother? Even if you say you're younger, I'll still treat you to this meal......"

Taixu blinked: "You don't believe it? ”

Xiao Fan shook his head, more than one hundred and thirty years old, lived for a whole two years, went through the Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties, he can be regarded as a genuine veteran of the three dynasties, this age is a person who has risen to the top in modern times, how can it be possible in this ancient times when the average life expectancy is only forty or fifty years old? This old man is afraid that he is not used to deceiving people, so he will talk nonsense when he opens his mouth, this meal is really not worth it......

Tai Xuan smiled: "If you don't believe it, you can't do it, the poor Tao has never spoken, cultivators have their own health preservation methods, I don't have a long life, my senior brother is called the real Renrui, he is more than one hundred and fifty years old this year, and his appearance is still no different from that of a forty-year-old man......"

The old man blew more and more boundless......

Seeing Xiao Fan's face full of disbelief, Taixu couldn't help but smile and said: "It seems that you still don't believe it, let me ask you, have you ever heard of the name of 'Quanyi Zhenren'?" ”

Xiao Fan shook his head.

Too vain: "You don't know all the real people?" ”

Looking at his appearance, I don't know that all real people should die.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but say, "Who is Quanyi Zhenren?" ”

Taixu sighed: "Young people are honest and right, but they can't be too unsociable, so lonely and unheard, isn't it a joke?" ”

Xiao Fan smiled: "I'm not afraid of people's jokes, even if I don't know where your senior brother Quanyi is sacred, it still won't delay me to eat, drink and Lazar every day." ”

"My senior brother also has a name, called Xuan Xuanzi, have you always heard of this? No? That...... Is it long? Zhang Xianren? None of them? ”

was so angry that he slapped the table and couldn't help but say loudly: "You haven't heard of Zhang Sanfeng?" ”

Xiao Fan gasped and lost his voice: "Zhang Sanfeng? Your senior brother is Zhang Sanfeng? ”

Taixu breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, and collapsed: "Finally live up to my expectations, if you continue to shake your head, Poor Dao may not be able to help but commit a reluctance and strangle you alive...... Sins and sins, Amitayus Buddha ......"

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