Everyone has a side protection, otherwise something will definitely happen when going to the toilet, either falling into the pit, or splashing feces and urine to prevent these things from happening, which is the job of the side protection.

Men have male staff, women have female staff, and you can't let a big old man stare at a big girl to go to the toilet, and you can't let a big girl stare at a big old man to go to the toilet.

Due to the nature of his work, of course, the side guards will not come out to meet people easily, but Shaoqing seems to be a bit different.

"Hungry, come out and beg for food. The spiritual monk looked at the small kettle that was still burning on the fire and snorted his nose.

Shaoqing was almost scared to death by him, of course he was in no mood to entertain him now, he sat back angrily, tinkering with the things on the fire and making no noise, looking at him like that, how could he not know what kind of mood he was in, and then stood down with his sleeves in his hand, stood for two seconds and sat down, his hem was empty, and Shaoqing looked confused.

"It's good that someone is an immortal, so you have this attitude?" Lingxiu looked at the fire in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Shaoqing glanced at him, "There is no evidence, what do I believe when you say anything?"

Lingxiu scratched his eyebrows, but he didn't show him any proof, just reached out and took the small kettle on the fire by himself, and ate it without being too hot at all, "Anyway, I've worked for you for so many years, watching and guarding every day, lest something happen to you, and I did my best to die, but now I have the result, really, hum." ”

Shaoqing looked at his eyebrows falling down one by one, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?"

"You watch Lao Tzu when he goes to the toilet?"

"Or else?"

A shadow swept through Shaoqing's heart, and he snorted when he looked at his virtue spiritual cultivation, shook his head, and went back to continue eating, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you, don't come and disgust me." ”

Shaoqing's old face was as black as a roasted sweet potato, and he moved to the side, not wanting to get too close to him, and his spiritual eyes slanted at him, "Is it necessary, Lao Tzu takes a bath eight times a day, which is much cleaner than your guy who doesn't clean up once in ten days and half a month, and the mud on his butt can go up to two acres of land, right?"

Shaoqing looked at him silently, looking at the horn of the guy's food, he swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva involuntarily in his throat, but he really didn't want to grab food with a toilet god, he just outside, and he didn't know if this guy had washed his hands.

The wind outside is whistling, the rain is rattling, it looks like the weather is very bad, I don't know if I can stop tomorrow.

After Lingxiu finished eating, he leaned over with his sleeves on, looked at the person opposite and opened his mouth again, "You are a chatter on weekdays, why, is it that I don't like you or are you disgusted with me, you have nothing to say to me, you don't let out a fart." ”

Shaoqing reached out and picked up the small kettle he threw next to the fire, washed it with water, added water and put it on the fire to burn, "Since you are a god, can you help do something?"

The spiritual cultivator snorted with disdain, "I just ate your little bit of paste, and now you are bargaining with me?"

Shaoqing took out the portrait from his arms, "Find this person for me in one day." ”

"People are not people. Devotional points out his mistakes.

"Have you seen him?"

"Wood has. ”

"And how do you know?"

"Because I'm a god!"

"Phew!"

Shaoqing took a sip of him, folded the portrait and put it back, "Haven't you heard a word, the mouth of a cannibal is short and the hand is short, if you don't help me with this, Lao Tzu will divorce you!"

Lingxiu wiped the spit on his face, "Boy, recognize the relationship, only I will divorce you, which capital will you divorce me?"

Shaoqing stared at him for a while, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, and he turned around to find a pen and paper in the baggage, Lingxiu looked at him and said goodbye, "Eh, is it necessary, is it necessary, is it a joke?"

......

It rained all night on the mountain, and it didn't stop when it was dawn, and it was raining outside the cave, and the spiritual cultivator stood at the entrance of the cave with his sleeves on his sleeves for a while, "This thunder and rain will be chopped to death when you go out!"

Shaoqing, who had packed up his things, walked out, "Have you done a lot of bad things, are you so afraid of retribution?" After speaking, he opened his umbrella and motioned for him to come in.

The spiritual monk stood still, "I don't have anything to do with you." ”

"Get out!" Shaoqing glanced at him and turned around and walked out, feeling really depressed, why did he come out of his side with these two goods.

Lingxiu is not afraid of the rain, but he seems to be a little afraid of the cold, and his sleeves are tighter behind him, "Maybe he is no longer here, this place has become like this now, and it is very possible to move." ”

Shaoqing didn't look back, "My dad was still there when he came a few years ago. ”

Devotional, "Isn't it just a few days to move, he was there a few years ago, and now he is gone." ”

Shaoqing turned his head and glared at him, "Lao Tzu asked you to come here to help find someone, not to pull a trap for me!"

The spiritual cultivator raised an eyebrow, "I'm just giving you a guess. ”

Shaoqing turned around and continued to walk, "If you have that thought, you might as well split up with me!"

Devotional, "I'm a road idiot, I can't find anyone for you in the end, you have to go to me." ”

"It's just pure without you, who wants to look for you!" Shaoqing disliked him once.

The spiritual cultivator shook his head and sighed, "You should miss me when you don't have me." ”

"Get out!" Shaoqing extended an invitation to him again.

Lingxiu ignored him, jumped over a puddle of water below, and his body floated even more, "Aren't you able to open blood marks, why don't you use that trick to find someone?"

Shaoqing walked forward angrily, "There is no medium Lao Tzu to fart, the dog still has to smell it, who are you and me?"

The spiritual cultivator smiled, "You're much better than a dog, ...... dog"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked by Shaoqing, "If you want to talk again, give me back!"

Lingxiu covered his mouth with two fingers, Shaoqing didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, turned around and left, no matter how much the people behind him looked for a topic, they couldn't hear it.

Stepping through this mountain inch by inch, the mountain is dangerous, ups and downs, up and down, left and right, long journey, long distance, long and unrestrained, wind and rain, all of which cannot stop my progress.

There is a river on the mountain, there is water on the mountain, and the place where the water accumulates in the middle becomes a lake, and it is still a small lake.

Seeing that the night was about to fall again, looking at the lake within a radius of dozens of miles, Shaoqing, who was climbing on the branches, was still a little confused.

This lake is different from those under the mountain, and he can't be empty on it at all, like weak water sucking people down, but fortunately, that spiritual cultivator is not a mortal, even if it is a toilet god, it is also a god with a title.

After waiting for a while, Lingxiu came back from a distance, took off his chin and pointed to Huyang, saying that there was an old man fishing there, as soon as he heard this, Shaoqing remembered what Ning Xiao had told him when he remembered that Emperor Dongyue loved to eat fish, and it seemed that he liked fishing, so the old man in Huyang was that person......