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Sit alone at the table.

He Zudao likes to be quiet, when he was in Kunlun.

This time I went to Shaolin in the Central Plains, and the same was true.

The places that I passed by were all relatively secluded places, and a person with a guqin and a donkey walked leisurely.

It's an attitude to life.

Even when he came to the inn, He Zudao would find a quieter place and sit by the window.

He Zudao's hands are not rich, and he just ordered a very simple dish when he came to Yuelai Inn, a plate of tofu, a plate of green vegetables, and a pot of tea.

Compared with the dining table of Dao Gongzi Yue Yuan on the side, the food in front of He Zudao can be described as a simple mess.

You must know that He Zudao at this moment doesn't even have the hero's exclusive package - beef and daughter red.

On the table of Dao Gongzi, there are chickens, ducks and fish, which can be said to be all kinds of good dishes in this inn, and Guo Xiang and the little girl Yang Nianxi eat it happily.

Eat vegetables.

Drink tea.

He Zudao always eats with a rhythmic movement.

I don't care about the eyes around me, and I don't care that what I eat is not very good.

He Zudao's performance has always fallen in Yue Yuan's eyes, and the other party's actions made Yue Yuan's eyes faintly shiny, this is a good Taoist.

It is completely different from Yue Yuan's own luxurious demeanor.

Sometimes, things are the most afraid of comparison.

Especially people.

When two young Taoist priests dressed in various Taoist robes were sitting in the inn, they would faintly attract the attention of some people in other directions. Faintly, there was a huge gap between the two Taoist priests.

This is the difference in the attitude of both sides.

In other words, the teachings of the two sides are different.

Taoism has always been divided into two veins, one is to emphasize the art of Huang Lao, actively enter the WTO, and act with the attitude of man to conquer the sky, which can be described as the greatness of life. The deaths were also tragic.

The other is introverted, advocating nature, and the unity of nature and man.

Such an ending is undoubtedly smooth, unmoving.

The difference between the two attitudes also creates a difference in life.

Kunlun is far away in the Western Regions, and in terms of location alone, it is not as good as the former Huashan Pure Yang, which is the belly of the Central Plains. The degree of prosperity is naturally not comparable to that of the frontier.

In the eyes of others, a plate of tofu, a plate of greens. A pot of hot tea, that is a simple life, but in the eyes of He Zudao, it is not so.

Because that's how he lived in the old days.

"What kind of faction is this Dao Master?"

Looking at He Zudao's back, Guo Xiang asked with a smile. The other party's Taoist robe is not brand new, nor is it as graceful as his own big brother, but it is not the clothing of the Quanzhen Sect. Frowning and thinking carefully, Guo Xiang didn't expect it.

"Kunlun!"

Faced with Guo Xiang's question, Yue Yuan groaned. The other party's faction was named, but the other party's name was not stated.

The Kunlun Taoist priest who carried the guqin, Yue Yuan remembered only one person.

That is the Kunlun Three Sages He Zudao.

Kunlun faction?

Guo Xiang's eyes widened when he heard this, and he tilted his head and thought about it for a long time. That's when it dawned on me. This costume is indeed a member of the Kunlun faction.

At the beginning of the Xiangyang War, there were also people in Kunlun who came to help over the years.

It's just that there are few people on the other side, and they are far less enthusiastic than the Quanzhen Sect that has a large number of disciples to help. Although the Kunlun faction is also a big faction, its reputation in the Central Plains is not very good, and it is far from catching up with Quanzhen. Beggars.

"Oh!"

After nodding, Guo Xiang stopped talking and continued to eat.

However, Miss Guo Er is a hot sausage after all, and her table of delicious food and wine is sufficient, and it is estimated that the three of them will not be able to eat it all. Look at the Kunlun Taoist priest who is bitterly eating a stack of tofu and green vegetables, accompanied by tea.

Looking back for a while, Guo Xiang felt that he couldn't stand it anymore.

Besides, the other party is also a Taoist priest at the same time as his big brother.

Because of this, Guo Xiang turned around and walked towards the other party with a wine glass, came to the other party's side, patted the other party's table, said hello, and said, "Hey, this Taoist ......"

“？？？”

He Zudao looked up in astonishment, only to see that the girl in the yellow shirt began to greet him and started a relationship.

After some words, He Zudao's face was a little stupid.

Heroism!

Readily!

This is what he saw in the delicate girl in front of him.

Shouldn't this be the only thing that men have?

For a while, He Zudao, who had only been out of Kunlun for a short time, was a little stunned.

"My name is Guo Xiang!"

"By the way, what should you call it, Daoist?"

The Taoist priest in front of him, who looked quite pure, seemed to be very interesting in Guo Xiang's eyes, and when he pulled people to eat, he naturally made friends first. The other party's actions just now undoubtedly told Guo Xiang that the other party was a high-minded person, and he was afraid that it would not be suitable for him to eat meat and drink wine in a large bowl between the beggar brothers.

"Poor Kunlun He Foot Dao!"

"I've seen Miss Guo Er!"

Politeness, etiquette, are all shown on He Zudao's body, it can be said that in a certain aspect, He Zudao is indeed exemplary.

"He Zudao ......"

Guo Xiang's face turned straight when he heard this, and he seemed to have heard this name somewhere. Although she can't run around in Xiangyang most of the time, because of her identity and personality, she has excellent popularity among the beggars. Many people will tell Guo Xiang some things that happened in the world like telling stories.

For example, at a certain time, what kind of young man appeared in the rivers and lakes.

The name He Zudao was naturally heard at some point.

It's been a long time.

Guo Xiang finally recalled the name, with a surprised expression on his face, and said, "I remember, it's the Three Sages of Kunlun!" ”

"Miss Guo Er, that's a nickname given by the people of the rivers and lakes, and the poor road is unbearable!"

Returning the salute, He Zudao's face was very serious. Although he is conceited, there are some things to admit in front of others, which is too arrogant.

"I always thought that the three saints of Kunlun were three people, but I didn't expect it to be you!"

The Three Saints of Kunlun, Qin, Chess and Sword!

When Guo Xiang heard this, his face was shocked, and he looked He Zudao up and down, his eyes fixed on He Zudao's guqin placed on the edge of the table, and He Zudao was a little uncomfortable. Even if he faced those bandits in the Western Regions. Even in the face of Mongolian soldiers in Zhongnan Mountain, He Zudao has always been leisurely and confident.

But abruptly facing the gaze of a young girl, He Zudao found that he seemed to be a little unbearable.

seemed to sense the other party's embarrassment, Guo Xiang quickly changed the topic and invited the other party to a table for dinner, which was regarded as a treat for each other.

In addition, after Yue Yuan also raised his hand towards He Zudao on the table, He Zudao couldn't bear the hospitality and came to the table here.

When he sat down, He Zudao found that the handsome Taoist priest was carefully wiping the oil stains on the little girl's face, and his movements were very gentle.

"In Xia Kunlun, what a foot road!"

Raising his hand and clenching his fist, He Zudao repeated it again. It can be regarded as a self-introduction to Yue Yuan.

"Yue Yuan! The mountain of the mountain, the fate of fate! ”

Facing He Zudao's gaze, Yue Yuan didn't think about hiding his identity, because Kunlun was located in the Western Regions, and Mo Chou and the others had been there, Yue Yuan wanted to find out the situation over there from He Zudao's mouth.

"I've seen Daoist Yue!"

The temperament of the other party makes He Zudao have a feeling of seeing his elders, although the other party looks very young, but some things are not the best way to tell the age.

The next meal is casual. However, He Zudao was quite busy when facing Guo Xiang, a girl with many problems.

Violin!

Chess!

Sword!

You must know that Guo Xiangke also has family roots.

Grandpa Dongxie is also a genius in a certain way.,He has his own attainments in many things.,And he also has his own thing for music.。

The blue sea tide is born. It's the column.

It's a pity that her daughter is outgoing, Huang Rong helped Guo Jing fight against Mongolia, and his apprentice was either lame or deaf or something, and he was almost abolished. The eldest granddaughter is rude. does not have talent in these aspects, and his grandson is carved out of the same mold as Guo Jing.

After the last, there was only one Guo Xiang left. This is what Huang Laoxie loves the most. He felt that Guo Xiang would be able to inherit everything from him.

Otherwise, Guo Xiang would not have the title of Little East Evil.

It's just the result of things......

Violin!

Chess!

Book!

Draw!

Sword!

Guo Xiang understands everything, but he is just ignorant.

Her level can be said to be too far behind He Zudao, who has been named the Three Sages of Kunlun.

But this does not mean that Guo Xiang's theoretical level is weak, and he and He Zudao can be said to be the head of the conversation. And Yue Yuan, the Taoist son who was sitting on the side and beckoning the little girl to eat, occasionally interjected a sentence, and saw blood for a while.

Let He Zudao and Guo Xiang be impressed.

He Zudao is not clear.

And it was precisely because Guo Xiang knew that he didn't know his big brother yet.

Could it be that the big brother also has his own attainments in piano and chess?

She'd never heard of it before.

I heard all about how powerful Daogongzi's sword is, to be exact, the arrow is powerful, and the light skill is powerful.

So, while his eyes were rolling, Guo Xiang wondered in his heart if there was a chance to find a time for the big brother to compare with the three saints of Kunlun.

After going back and forth, the two sides had a good chat.

As a literary Taoist, He Zudao was very excited when he met a fellow Taoist who also had attainments in piano and chess.

After all, standing too high in some aspects makes it easy for people who are too lonely to be lonely.

Although it is not a newcomer, He Zudao, who officially set foot in the Central Plains, still faintly feels a kind of loneliness.

……

Jungnam Mountain.

The Eagle finally came down from above.

Although he returned again, he did not enter the tomb.

A man, holding a broken sword, stood there for a whole day.

It was getting late, and Chuan Ying slowly turned around and walked down the mountain.

En route.

Chuanying, who had already stepped into the woods, looked back at the reflected green lake from afar, and finally turned around and left without hesitation.

It's time to leave for something else. (To be continued......)