Looking at the embarrassed young man, the old Taoist squinted his eyes and smiled, and said: "I see that you have dice hidden in your body, you should be a good gambler, Taoist I happen to have this hobby, I will suffer a loss, let's gamble on the two, I take this jade wrench, you will take the ten taels of silver I owe you, lose two do not owe each other, if you win, you will take the jade wrench directly, this condition is quite reasonable, right?" ”

Ten taels of silver and a jade wrench worth more than fifty taels of betting, no matter how you look at it, you have taken a big advantage, the young man is also a good gambler, he still has a certain confidence in his gambling skills, or he will not carry gambling dice with him. The old Taoist priest opposite, seventy or eighty years old, walking unsteadily, it is estimated that he can't even pinch the dice, what gambling skills can he have?

This is to give money to yourself, this advantage is not taken advantage of, a trace of greed flashed in the young man's eyes, and he hurriedly said: "A word is a certainty, don't regret losing it." ”

The old Taoist priest looked at the young man with a smile and said, "I will never regret it." ”

Seeing that the two of them were about to gamble outside the temple, the tall monk was not calm again, and hurriedly said: "Senior, this is the temple, how can you gamble here?" The Buddha will condemn sin. ”

The old Taoist priest didn't care about the monk's advice, and said, "What crime?" The Buddha wants to purify all sentient beings, there are so many people in the world, the Buddha and his old man are too busy every day, how can they have time to care about our little things? ”

The tall monk seemed to be clumsy in words, and was speechless by the old Taoist priest's words, so he could only step aside and continue to chant Amitabha Buddha, asking the Buddha for forgiveness.

After sending the tall monk away, the young man took out his gambling equipment and gambled with the old Taoist priest on the steps outside the side door. The two of them ignored the fact that this was a clean temple, and for a while they listened quietly to the dice running in the gambling game, and for a while they were red-faced because of a little disagreement, knowing that this was the backyard of the temple, and those who didn't know thought that there was a casino here.

Maybe the old Taoist priest really had superb gambling skills, and within a few clicks, the young man lost a fine light, not only lost a dozen taels of fine light on his body, but also owed the old Taoist a few taels of silver, and finally went down the mountain in frustration, completely forgetting that he was here to ask the teacher.

Looking at this familiar scene in front of him, Qingyang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, ten years have passed, and the master's methods of abduction and abduction have not been left behind at all, and the level of thousands is still so high.

Master, Master is really still there, I haven't seen him for ten years, Songhe Lao Dao is older than before, he has long eyebrows, sparse gray hair, a lot of old age spots on his face, and his straight back is also hunched a lot, if he comes back a few years late, maybe he really won't have a chance to see him again.

Holding back the agitation in his heart, Qingyang stepped forward and said: "Those who see it have a share, old liar, I saw your tricks just now, and I can't seal my mouth without five taels of silver." ”

The old Taoist priest was about to go back, when he suddenly heard Qingyang's voice, he turned his head suddenly, and in a trance, he seemed to see his apprentice walking towards him, and he was stunned for a moment. But then I thought that my disciple had not been heard from for ten years, how could he suddenly appear here?

Old Songhe couldn't help but shake his head, the older he gets, the easier it is to miss the past, and he is always in a trance, could it be that this is a precursor for Lord Yama to accept himself?

Old Dao Songhe sighed in his heart, but he did not show weakness on his lips, and scolded: "Where did the stinky boy dare to do good things to the Taoist master?" ”

Qingyang stepped forward and said, "Old liar, I haven't seen you for ten years, so you don't know me?" ”

Qingyang's words made Songhe Lao Dao stunned, and hesitated: "Are you a little miscellaneous hair?" ”

Seeing that the master finally recognized himself, Qingyang suddenly felt an indescribable emotion blocked in his heart, his eyes were foggy, and he wanted to confide in a thousand words, but he couldn't say a word.

Originally, Qingyang wanted to pretend to be calm, he didn't want to cry and cry, and make the master sad, so he deliberately spoke just now, but when he came to the master and heard this familiar name, he couldn't hold back anymore, and his legs were weak and he knelt down in front of Songhe Lao Dao.

Since embarking on the road of cultivating immortals, Qingyang has been accustomed to seeing life and death, seeing through the world, and his mind is much firmer than before, he once thought that he would never cry easily again, but when he saw the master today, he still couldn't hold back, and the two lines of tears couldn't stop flowing. Perhaps only when facing the Master will he remove all his baggage and all disguises.

"Master, it's me, Qingyang apprentice has come back to see you." Qingyang Road.

Looking at the vague face in front of him, listening to this familiar voice, Songhe Lao Dao did not hesitate any longer, this young man in front of him is his own Qingyang disciple who pursued the immortal path and left for ten years, and today he is really back.

Old Songhe groped Qingyang's face with a trembling hand, and said in a trembling voice: "It's really my Qingyang apprentice, I haven't seen you for ten years, you have grown from a teenager to a young man, the master almost didn't recognize you, I thought it was a dream, but I didn't expect you to really come back." ”

Qingyang wept and said: "Yes, Master, the apprentice can't forget the master, since he left the master, he has been thinking about it day and night, and now he finally found an opportunity to come back to see you." ”

After listening to Qingyang's words, Songhe Lao Dao's face suddenly turned cold, and he gently pushed Qingyang and said, "How did I explain to you in the first place?" Now that you have embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, you should move forward and forget all the old things. Although I have never cultivated immortals, I also know that the pursuit of immortal is an extremely difficult thing, and you must abandon all selfish thoughts. ”

The more stern Songhe Lao Dao said, the more Qingyang understood the reluctance and expectation contained in it, and sobbed: "The apprentice has not forgotten the master's teachings, and he can't forget the master's kindness. ”

Songhe Lao Dao knew that everyone had already returned, and it was useless to talk about this, he sighed and said: "Since you are back, then accompany me for a few days, and when the time comes, you should go, Dao Ye, I live well here and sleep well, I don't need you to worry." ”

Songhe Lao Dao helped Qingyang to stand up, looked up and down several times, it seemed that he couldn't see enough, time flies so fast, it is ten years in a blink of an eye, I remember that when Qingyang left him, he was about the same size as himself, and now he is more than half a head taller than himself, and he has grown from a young boy to a mature young man.

Seeing that the two of them were looking at each other endlessly, and completely forgetting that there was someone standing next to them, the tall monk couldn't help but speak: "Senior Brother Qingyang, do you remember me?" ”