Fasting is silent. After the Taoist priests ate silently, they rested for half an hour, and the bell board rang. Under the leadership of Qingmingzi, the Taoist priests who placed orders went to the temple to chant sutras.

After chanting, they bow together three times, and then the two classes of Taoists face the middle road, opposite the two rows, bow their hands together, bow and retreat.

After retreating, Qingmingzi arranged accommodation. The little Taoist priest is a newcomer, and unfortunately, he is in a small room with the drunken Taoist.

As soon as the drunken Taoist lay down, he couldn't wait to untie the huge wine gourd on his waist, which was enough to fight with his thick waist, unscrew the lid, and poured a big mouthful. Then he closed his eyes and took the wine in his mouth for a few moments before swallowing it carefully, little by little. When he finished swallowing, he opened his mouth, exhaled a breath of wine, and snorted comfortably.

The smell of wine came to him, even the little Taoist, who didn't know anything about wine, knew that this must be a very high-quality wine, and couldn't help blurting out praise at the moment: "Good wine!" ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, the drunken Taoist immediately opened his eyes, sat up, stared at him fiercely, and then parted the wine gourd in his hand to his waist, and protected it with both hands.

Sad, this thief, don't need to be so ruthless, the little Taoist smiled bitterly: "Brother Dao, it's not like it!" ”

The drunken Taoist stretched out a black, dirty hand and pushed his sleeve up: "You can eat a bite of meat, but you must not take half a sip of wine." ”

The little Taoist priest smiled bitterly again: "Brother Dao, don't you don't drink." ”

The drunken Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, lay down lazily, and said vaguely: "That's good, living in the same room with a good drinker will really kill me." ”

The little Taoist priest could only smile bitterly.

Hey, I've never seen such a drunken person! The whole person is like a jar of spirits, and a jar of stinky mud, kneaded.

The night is long, and the hour is still early. After working hard for a while, the little Taoist priest did not want to continue to meditate. So even though this drunken Taoist obviously didn't want to pay attention to him, he still asked: "May I ask Brother Dao, how come there are so many Taoist priests who place orders in these three Taiwan Temples?" ”

The drunken Taoist muttered and said, "Within a radius of several hundred miles, this Taoist temple is the only ten-sided jungle. If you don't come to him, where else can you go? ”

The little Taoist priest asked again: "May I ask Brother Dao, this ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the drunken Taoist waved his hand: "I don't talk to you liar." ”

The little Taoist priest was angry: "Brother Dao's words are so unreasonable, how can he be a liar?" ”

The drunken Taoist sneered: "Tianyun Zhenren's apprentice, ridiculous!" How could Tianyun Zhenren accept apprentices? A few years ago, if you dared to say this in front of the master, I would have smashed it with a big fist and killed you little liar. ”

The little Taoist priest said: "How can you not be my master's apprentice?" ”

The drunken Taoist didn't bother to take care of himself, fell asleep on his side, his butt was facing him, and he squeezed out a loud fart hard. That fart is like half a jar of old vinegar sandwiched with half a jar of old wine, which makes the little Taoist smell it, and it is very sour.

Xiao Dao was extremely morale, and he couldn't wait to take out the long sword in the package and fight with him. Now there is no Dao heart, he was about to scold, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he shouted: "I understand, you mean that my master is extremely lazy and lazy, and it is impossible for a lazy person like him to accept apprentices." ”

As soon as he said this, the drunken Taoist sat up, glanced at him for the first time, and asked, "What does your master look like?" ”

After thinking about it, the little Taoist priest smiled bitterly: "My master really doesn't look distinctive, ordinary, and he can't find it if he is lost in the crowd." He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither ugly nor beautiful. ”

When the drunken Taoist heard this, he nodded and asked again, "How is your master on weekdays?" ”

The little Taoist priest replied neatly: "My master looks light on the surface, but in fact he is not light. But if it's really not right, he is a good person in his bones. It's just that he's too lazy, too lazy to take care of people, too lazy to take care of things. Therefore, others always think that he is not serious and must not be a good person. ”

"My master has only been obsessed with the art of ghost hunting all his life, but he is only obsessed with the art of ghost hunting, and he is really not very enthusiastic about ghost hunting. He has another hobby, which is to collect and cultivate magic weapons. Nothing else, only sleeping. ”

"My master looks like a bright mass from afar, but in fact, he can only look at it from afar, not up close. This is close to smelling, hey, it stinks. ”

As if he felt that it was not good to say this about Master, the little Taoist priest hurriedly explained: "It's not that my Master doesn't like to be clean, it's just that he is too lazy to take a bath and wash clothes." Another is that he was born with a very strong body odor. The smell of sweat and body odor on a hot day can really smoke flies. ”

"My Master......"

Before the little Taoist priest could say any more, the drunken Taoist had already interrupted him with laughter: "Yes, yes, yes, this is a wonderful thing, your master is a stinky person." ”

"I've known him for a few years and he loves to stay with me. For no other reason, I don't think he has a strong body odor, and he doesn't think I have a strong smell of alcohol. Especially in the summer, he was always next to me. Because the smell of his body attracts flies, and the smell of wine in me smokes away flies. Your master always said that he and I were two stinky people, and they smelled the same! ”

The little Taoist priest saluted: "Brother Dao turned out to be a friend of the respected teacher, and the juniors don't know, please forgive me!" ”

The drunken Taoist scratched his head embarrassedly: "What sin do I forgive you, it is you who forgive my sins." I didn't believe that you were an apprentice of the old man before, and I was offended, so please forgive me. I look like a rough person, but in fact I'm really just a rough person, talking like a fart, and it stinks. You have a lot of them, don't worry about me as a rough person. ”

The little Taoist priest smiled bitterly, secretly saying that this person is really a rough person, extremely straightforward and honest. He really spoke like he was farting, and he smelled of alcohol, and it stinked.

Of course, he could only say: "Don't dare, don't dare." May I ask the Taoist brother? ”

The drunken Taoist stared: "You are young, don't talk with a strange smell, life is a thing, why do you need so much etiquette?" Don't say anything about juniors and talents, I don't feel comfortable listening to Taoists. ”

"You asked me about the Tao number, and I soaked in wine all day and night, and I was confused, and I almost forgot my Tao number. People who know me call me a drunken Taoist, and people who don't know each other, what does he do? ”

"Exactly, I also hate these etiquettes, it's weird to say, if you can't say it, of course don't say it. In the future, I will ...... with Brother Dao."

Before the little Taoist priest could finish speaking, he was interrupted again. The drunken Taoist glared again: "What do you call me?" Brother Dao? ”

The little Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then got up and arched his hand: "I was wrong." You are a good friend of my master, and I should call you, uncle. ”

The drunken Taoist was so frightened that he jumped down from the bed and shook his hand again and again: "Wrong, wrong, don't dare to be, never dare to be." Although I am friends with your master, in front of him, I have always regarded myself as a junior, you call me 'brother' when you are happy, and call me 'old drunkard' when you are unhappy. ”

The little Taoist priest didn't want to have more than one "uncle" out of thin air, so he obediently responded at the moment: "Yes, brother." ”

The drunken Taoist looked at him and laughed: "I am a natural person who is never convinced. But when it comes to ghost hunting, the only thing I take is your master. That's really,"

The drunken Taoist was leisurely fascinated: "That's what you called!" The means are really endless, but all of them are extraordinary, and I can't catch up with them. What he has learned can be succeeded by others, which is also a great blessing for my Daomen! ”

The little Taoist's eyes were red: "Master, his old man treats me like a mountain, without him, I would have been reincarnated eighteen years ago." ”

The drunken Taoist asked; "How is your master?"

The little Taoist priest's tears were really about to come out: "My master, he, his old man, has passed away more than a year ago. ”

The drunken Taoist was shocked: "What, what? He, he immortal went? ”

The little Taoist priest nodded with tears in his eyes.

The drunken Taoist sat down on the ground and said in a distracted manner: "He actually went, such a strange person, but he was only in his forties, and he actually went." ”

Closing his eyes, two lines of tears flowed down the drunken Taoist's eyes, and he sighed: "This is a great loss for my Daomen!" A generation of strange people, the early death of talents, the early death of talents! ”

After crying a few times, the drunken Taoist asked, "Brother, where is your master buried?" Did he choose a feng shui treasure for himself? ”

Seeing him crying, the little Taoist priest also burst into tears, and he choked up and replied, "No." My master said that he hunted countless ghosts in his life, caught many evil ghosts, but also destroyed many ghosts that did not do evil. When he was young, he was ignorant, and it was only later that he realized that there are good and bad ghosts, and that good ghosts should surpass them, but never destroy them. After it is destroyed, it will never be reincarnated, and it will completely disappear between heaven and earth. This is really a big damage to yin morality and a big thing that should not be done! ”

"It is precisely because of guilt in my heart that my master did not choose a feng shui treasure for himself. He just casually told me to take a round stone and roll it down the mountain. Wherever the stone rolls, he will be buried, and everything will be subject to the will of heaven. ”

"His old man was finally buried in Jiuyin Mountain, the back of the mountain, and the mountainside." The little Taoist priest pointed in the direction of Jiuyin Mountain.

The drunken Taoist patted the dust off his body, straightened his clothes again, knelt down in the direction of Jiuyin Mountain with a solemn expression, and bowed three times.

After getting up, he picked up the wine gourd, poured a few big sips in a row, and then leaned against the head of the bed, closed his eyes and said nothing, just tears.

When the little Taoist priest saw it, he couldn't hold back, so he didn't cry loudly.

After the two of them were sad for a long time, they were drunk and said, "When your master was young, in order to study the art of ghost hunting, he would drill wherever there were ghosts. As soon as I heard that there were evil ghosts, I had to rush over them thousands of miles away. When he was young, he was still a little skilled, so he also suffered a lot of injuries. ”

"The yin and yang balance of the human body is slightly biased towards yang. Ghosts, on the other hand, are the most yin things, and they belong to the yin purely. Therefore, when a person is injured by a ghost, his vitality will inevitably be greatly damaged. Your master once told me that he lost too much and would not live long in the future. Now it seems that this is indeed the case! ”

The little Taoist priest had also heard this, and nodded with a choked voice.

Containing his sadness, the drunken Taoist said: "Your master's ghost hunting technique is unparalleled in the world!" Even if you go back a few decades, there will be no one who can beat it. Let me ask you, how much have you learned from his skills? ”