Chapter 109: White-faced Daoist

In this inn, the guests who want to go to the room, the inn serves meals for free, dinner is porridge steamed buns plus a plate of pickles, my grandfather saw that the meals served were too cold, and he ordered two delicious stir-fried dishes, a meat and a vegetable, and a small jar of old wine.

Usually my grandfather takes the little ghost monkey to eat in the room, but this day I saw that there was no one in the inn, so I took the little ghost monkey to sit on a table in the hall downstairs.

The two stir-fried dishes ordered had just been served, my grandfather poured the wine, and before he could move the chopsticks, a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest walked in outside, the middle-aged man was about forty-five or sixteen years old, with a medium build, wearing a green robe, holding a bun, inserting a hairpin, carrying a bulging purse on his back, and holding a worn-out dust whisk in his hand. There was no blood on his face, it was extraordinarily white, just like the kind of dead man's white, and he was panicked when he looked at it.

The innkeeper saw that a guest came to the door, and hurriedly nodded and greeted him, and before the guy could speak, the Taoist waved his hand at him, and the guy understood, and immediately retreated to the side. Then, the Taoist looked at my grandfather, looked at my grandfather, and then at the little ghost monkey sitting beside him, smiled sharply, and walked straight towards my grandfather.

Seeing the Taoist coming towards him, my grandfather suddenly frowned, judging from the Taoist walking posture, he is a practitioner, but I am afraid that the person who comes is not good. When he was in Cai's Mansion, he heard those martial artists who taught him his skills say a common saying, "Holding a whisk in your hand, you are not a mortal", this person is obviously not an ordinary person, but he doesn't know what he wants to do.

The Taoist came to my grandfather's table, smiled at my grandfather, pulled a stool and sat opposite my grandfather, and shouted to the guy: "Little Er, bring a pair of chopsticks to the Taoist master." ”

My grandfather remained silent, looking at him coldly, pondering his intentions in his heart. The man quickly handed the chopsticks to the Taoist, and the Taoist was not polite, took the chopsticks, picked up the dishes on the table and ate them.

My grandfather frowned again, I have never seen such a person, I don't ask, I pick up the chopsticks and eat, is this the dish you ordered, just about to ask what the people want to do. The Taoist didn't even raise his eyelids, he still held the dishes on the table as if no one was around, and as if he was talking to himself, he said lightly: "Dragon Slayer, you called the poor Dao so hard......"

As soon as I heard this, my grandfather suddenly stood up from the stool, and his whole body was on guard. Why, the name of "Dragon Slayer", my grandfather has only heard it on the ground in Shandong, and I haven't heard anyone call him that way in other places, what does this mean, it means that this person may have chased after him from Shandong, and he knows best what he has done on the ground in Shandong. This person is not here to seek revenge on himself, is he a friend who dominates the sky?

The little ghost monkey next to him saw that my grandfather was not kind enough to stand up from the stool, and he threw the steamed buns he was holding in the two hairs on the table, and also stood up from the stool. One person and one monkey, it's not so good, and it's already ready to fight with people. In fact, along the way, my grandfather has fought a few battles with people, and every time the little ghost monkey joins forces with my grandfather to fight the enemy, and a tacit understanding has been formed.

At this time, the Taoist finally raised his eyelids, looked at my grandfather with a calm face, and then looked at the little ghost monkey wearing clothes and a hat, ignored my grandfather, pulled his face down and scolded the little ghost monkey, "You brute, your father and mother were raised by me, and you don't even recognize the master, ungrateful thing!" ”

Hearing the Taoist scold the little ghost monkey like this, my grandfather immediately understood who this Taoist was, and asked the Taoist lukewarmly, "You are that Xiao Immortal Master?" ”

"Immortal Master? In front of the dragon slayer, this immortal master does not dare to be. The Taoist said, turned his gaze to my grandfather, and smiled faintly at my grandfather.

This person laughs, it is better not to laugh, a skinny dead man white, laughing without the slightest color, eerie, making people feel uncomfortable when they look at it, "Hehehehehe...... The dragon slayer hero has good skills, and even killed my two treasures, you say, how should we calculate this account? ”

Sure enough, he came to seek revenge.

As soon as I heard what the Taoist said, my grandfather put his heart back in his stomach, as long as he was not a person who dominated the sky, he could say anything.

Actually, although my grandfather teamed up with the female ghost Han Xin to destroy the gang of Dominic Horses, from the perspective of righteousness, he did the right thing, but from the details of it, he did not do it gloriously, he used Shan Xueer's simplicity and a heart for him, this is where he is not martial, and the infatuated woman is the most intolerable. My grandfather himself knows this, Xiangma Shan Xue'er has undoubtedly become a thorn in his heart, and it hurts faintly when he thinks about it, and he is most afraid of hearing or encountering people and things related to the group of Xiangma who dominate the sky.

Seeing that the Taoist was not a person who dominated the sky, my grandfather secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sat back on the stool, and saw that the little ghost monkey was still standing there menacingly, pressed his hand on it, and motioned for it to sit down too. The little ghost monkey was very obedient, picked up the steamed bun that he had just thrown on the table, squatted back on the stool and nibbled on it again.

The Taoist saw all this in his eyes, and he probably couldn't understand why this little monkey was walking with his father-killing enemy.

At this time, my grandfather said calmly to the Taoist: "Xiao Xianshi, I killed your two treasures, but there is some misunderstanding in this, I killed them at that time, but also for self-protection, and I had no choice but to do so, since I was found by Xiao Xianshi, you can draw a way." Drawing a line is a black word, which means "what do you say".

When the Taoist heard this, he laughed, "Refreshing, refreshing......" said, the Taoist put down his chopsticks, stood up from the stool, and bowed his hand to my grandfather very politely, "Poor Dao's surname is Xiao Mingbenxuan, known as 'Xuan Juezi', Poor Dao admires Brother Liu as a man, I don't want to treat Brother Liu like this, I just want to make a friend, I don't know what Brother Liu wants." ”

My grandfather, eat soft and not hard, others are polite to him, he will also be polite to others, others are playing tricks with him, he is more horizontal than others, seeing that the Taoist reported that he wanted to make friends with the Taoist, he also stood up and arched his hand to the Taoist, and said, "It's an honor." ”

The atmosphere between the two of them immediately eased a lot.

After sitting down again, Xiao Laodao beckoned the inn guys to serve wine and food, what was good and expensive in the store.

Because there was no one in the inn on this day, the kitchen was also idle, and there was not much effort, seven dishes and eight bowls were served with more than a dozen dishes, and two large jars of aged Du Kang were served, and four large sea bowls were wanted.

After the wine and food were served, the Taoist asked my grandfather to wait for a while, and got up and walked out of the inn.

My grandfather looked at a large table of dishes at this time, and frowned slightly, more than a dozen good dishes, plus two large jars of old wine, to say the least, it costs twenty taels of silver, does this Xiao Lao Dao want to settle accounts with himself like this? However, when I think about it, killing his two ghost monkeys and paying him for a meal is nothing.

After a short time, Xiao Laodao came back, followed by two people, a skinny half-grown child, who seemed to be about thirteen or fourteen years old; A tall young man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, about twenty-four or five years old, and the young man was carrying a particularly eye-catching animal skin burden, like the purse on Xiao Laodao's shoulders, it was also bulging, and he didn't know what was inside.

The two people, one big and one young, have similar faces to Xiao Laodao, they are all that kind of dead white, as if they have never been in the sun all day.

After Xiao Laodao brought two people over, Xiao Laodao and the young man sat down first, and the half-grown child picked up the wine jar on the table, opened the wine jar very skillfully, poured the four large sea bowls full, and served them to my grandfather, Xiao Laodao, the middle-aged man and himself.

Then, Xiao Laodao picked up the wine bowl and touched it with my grandfather, and the four of them took a few sips of the wine in their respective bowls.

My grandfather was a little confused at this time, and I didn't know where these people came from.

Xiao Laodao hurriedly introduced, saying that the two around him were his apprentices, the half-grown child, an orphan he picked up on the street two years ago, and he was a mute, because the child couldn't speak, and he didn't know what his surname was, so he let the child follow his surname, because he picked him up on the eleventh day of the lunar calendar, so he named the child Eleven, and the big name was Xiao Eleven.

This young man, who followed Xiao Laodao as a child, also followed his surname, and was named Chujiu, and his big name was Xiao Chujiu.

This Xiao Chujiu's father was a big leader in the Taiping Army before, and he had some friendship with Xiao Laodao, but who it was, Xiao Laodao never revealed it to my grandfather.

Later, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom collapsed, and Xiao Chujiu's father was captured by the Qing army and killed the nine clans, when Xiao Chujiu was only two or three years old. Xiao Laodao was weak and couldn't save Xiao Chujiu's father, so he used means to save Xiao Chujiu from the Qing army, and later because the Qing army chased and killed, he changed the child's surname and name, and also followed Xiao Laodao's surname, because the child was saved on the ninth day of the first month, Xiao Laodao called him Xiao Chujiu. The last ghost hunter of the sister-in-law

After Xiao Laodao's general introduction, my grandfather had a general understanding of Xiao Laodao's master and apprentice, and felt that Xiao Laodao was a good person, adopting a mute orphan, which is called "benevolence", and taking risks to save friends and children, this is called "righteousness". This kind of person can be delivered.

Several people quickly became acquainted, that Xiao Shiyi was very lively and clever, but unfortunately he couldn't speak, he could only gesticulate, and after a while, he became familiar with the little ghost monkey, a child and a monkey, gesturing to each other that others couldn't understand, and they didn't know what they were saying.

That Xiao Chujiu, who doesn't talk much, is very honest, and there is a faint heroic aura between his eyebrows, and he doesn't know which big man in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is the descendant.

Needless to say, this Xiao Benxuan Xiao Lao Dao, he knows a lot of things, astronomy, geography, and human affairs, including national events, there is nothing he doesn't know, and when he talks about it, he is like a river, which makes my grandfather very admirable.

At this time, Xiao Laodao said to my grandfather: "Don't hide it from Brother Liu, a few days ago, my brother found a big wealth in the area of Tongguan Sanshi Mountain, because of the lack of manpower, I went back to the river village, I wanted to bring the two baby monkeys of the old brother to help, but I didn't expect it, alas......"

Hearing Xiao Laodao say this, my grandfather picked up the wine bowl with a ashamed face, "I'm sorry Brother Xiao, since Brother Xiao lacks people to help, you see if I can do it, brother, I will go with you, and I will make amends to Brother Xiao." ”

When Xiao Laodao heard this, he immediately laughed, as if he was waiting for my grandfather to say this-The Last Ghost Hunter-