An hour later, an old Taoist priest with immortal wind bones appeared on the street below the Chunfeng Tower, accompanied by a burly young Taoist leader.

"Master Zheng, come back tomorrow!" The old bustard of Chunfeng Lou twisted his waist and greeted him in the fence on the second floor.

"Okay, come back tomorrow, let Yu Niang wait for me." A middle-aged man was supported by a small servant, looking drunk, with a rouge gouache smell all over his body, and at first glance, he spent a moment of spring supper in the beauty pile.

Master Zheng looks good-looking, although he is middle-aged, he still looks prosperous on the outside, and when he doesn't laugh, he is extraordinarily beautiful.

The strength of his whole body leaned on the little guy, as if he was asleep but not asleep, as if he was awake but not awake.

"Master, where are we going, are we going home? It's so late, Madame should be worried! The little guy asked.

"Home? Where else can I have a home? Master Zheng said.

"Master, you're joking, isn't Zheng Mansion your home?" The little guy said.

Master Zheng pursed his lips and said helplessly, "That's not my home, that's Mrs. Zheng's home!" ”

The little servant hurriedly continued, "The lord and the lady are one husband and wife, what are you talking about?" ”

Not long after this little man entered the house, he didn't know the situation of the Zheng family, and he only heard that the old man and lady respected each other like guests on weekdays, and he didn't know the truth about the couple.

The little servant who served Master Zheng before was called Zheng Ze, and when he heard that he had caused a lawsuit, he was expelled home by his wife, and he was bought by the house after Zheng Ze left.

The days by the master's side are naturally more comfortable than the average little guy, the old man is generous, informal, and can give out some silver rewards from time to time, and he can also eat some dishes at the banquet outside after the meeting, such a life, he thinks it is enough.

But the little maid found one thing, that is, the old man never wanted to mention his wife, even if he lingered in the flower street and willow lane, he did not want to return to the Zheng Mansion.

And the old man is not a lustful person, and the little guy thinks that the old man comes to Chunfeng Building every day just to get drunk and numb himself.

Master Zheng half-opened one eye, "Don't mention that woman in front of me in the future, otherwise you will go to the front yard to do chores!" ”

The tone was visibly angry.

No matter how smart the little guy is, he also knows that his real master is Master Zheng, and now when he heard the old man say this, he hurriedly promised, "Don't say it, don't say it, don't worry, the little one won't mention Mrs. anymore." ”

"Humph!" Master Zheng let out a muffled snort, and then there was no sound again.

"Master, master?" Seeing that the other party did not answer, the little maid could only resign himself to picking up Master Zheng and walking home.

Mr. Zheng likes to wander around the streets, and he usually doesn't take a carriage when he goes out, but this time it's a bitter little guy, and Mr. Zheng's eight-foot-tall figure is pressed on his thin body, like a moving mountain.

"Hey, why don't you look at Diandao!" A man crashed into Master Zheng, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" The little guy apologized again and again while helping Master Zheng up.

When the man saw that Master Zheng's clothes were either rich or expensive, he originally wanted to make a false accusation, but he immediately dispelled his thoughts.

The man stood up, patted his ass and left, and before leaving, he secretly cursed, "It's really unlucky!" ”

The little guy hurriedly helped up Mr. Zheng, who was lying on his back, but Mr. Zheng was still sleeping soundly, and he didn't wake up with such a big movement.

The streets are bustling with people, and the aroma of food blends with the smell of rouge gouache on the woman's body to create a unique smell.

The voices of the people were boiling, the sugar gourd sellers were shouting, the chatting and bragging were red-faced, the vendors on the street stalls were red-faced due to the dispute over the land boundary, and the ancestors of the eighteen generations all greeted each other.

It was in this noisy environment that the Taoist priest dressed in white and with white hair attracted the attention of many people.

"Master Zheng hasn't seen him for many years, don't come to harm!" The old Taoist priest said.

The little servant struggled to set up Master Zheng, and when he heard someone mention the master's name, he looked towards the source of the sound.

This is an old Taoist priest with fairy wind bones, although his hair is silver-white, his skin is firm, and he looks quite profound.

"Does the Taoist know my master?" The little guy asked suspiciously.

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said, "More than 20 years ago, I practiced at the Taoist temple not far from Hanshan Temple, and your master often came to me to discuss scriptures with his master. ”

Saying that, he glanced at the drunk, unconscious Master Zheng, brushed his sleeves, a gust of breeze came slowly, the little guy only felt that his ears were clear, he had been in the Chunfeng Building for a long time, and his brain was always muddy, especially today, he was obviously not finished drinking, and he was slightly drunk like the master.

Master Zheng opened his eyes slightly, he already had his senses, and there were two Taoist priests standing side by side in his sight, looking at him with a smile, and Master Zheng was a little puzzled.

"Master, you can be considered awake, if you don't wake up again, we will have to get dark before we can go home!" The little guy said happily.

I knew that I would come out with another little guy today, after Master Zheng was drunk, he couldn't drag it, he couldn't carry it, and the old man didn't want to make a carriage and a sedan chair, but it was really difficult for him.

The old Taoist priest was able to calm the little guy with this hand, and his tone became more and more respectful, "Master, this Taoist chief said that it was your old acquaintance, just now thanks to the Taoist master, he just flicked it so lightly, and you woke up!" ”

The little guy said with a dancing hand.

Although Master Zheng was still a little tired, he was fully awake, he knocked on his forehead, and said, "Dao Chief? ”

The old Taoist priest smiled silently.

"Master, this Taoist master once practiced in the Taoist temple next to Hanshan Temple, and you once studied the Taoist scriptures with his master!" The little guy helped explain.

Master Zheng thought about it carefully, well, there is indeed such a thing, when he was young, he was quite interested in the way of immortality, and he always went to the Taoist temple on the mountain to borrow books and listen to the scriptures, and it was at that time that he met her......

Gathering back his thoughts, Master Zheng clasped his fists and saluted, "I haven't seen the Taoist for many years, but my demeanor is still the same!" ”

In fact, just looking at the appearance, he didn't remember who the other party was, there are so many little Taoist priests in the Taoist temple, now more than 20 years have passed, many people can't withstand the passage of time, how can it be the same as before.

It's just that this Dao Elder Immortal Wind Dao Bone is unforgettable, and he doesn't have any impression, which is also strange!

"Master Zheng, I haven't seen you for many years, but there is a big disaster coming!" As soon as the old Taoist priest opened his mouth, he shocked the two of them.

Old Master Zheng's heart was shocked at first, and then he was full of anger, but he was so good at cultivating people, he suppressed his anger and asked, "Why did the Taoist say this!" ”

The little guy couldn't hold back his anger as his master, but he also said what he thought for Master Zheng.

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