"Let's go." The master stood up: "Let's go and have a look." ”

As soon as the master stood up, he turned his head to look at me again: "You go with me." ”

"I'm a junior, isn't this okay?"

The master grabbed my arm: "There's nothing wrong with it, I know more people, and it's convenient to go out in the future." ”

When he went out, the master called the disciples on duty at night and ordered: "Let the room fire and get some fresh food to be brought to the guest room." ”

"You've always missed lunch, this is?" Xuanhu asked.

The master smiled: "They rushed to Qingfeng Temple at this time, they must have just gotten off the train, and it is estimated that they didn't even have time to eat." ”

Xuanhu gave a thumbs up to the master: "Tsk, the heart is as fine as a hair." ”

In the guest room, on the guest seat on the right, there was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Russell robe, with a square face, light eyebrows and round eyes, slightly thick lips slightly cracked, and two young Taoist priests wearing gray Taoist robes, standing on both sides.

Presumably, this is the "learning and learning master" in the mouth of Zhike.

Seeing the master come in, Daoist Xuemin hurriedly stood up, took the initiative to step forward, clasped his fists with both hands, pinched a meridian, and apologized with an apologetic face: "Disturbed in the middle of the night, Mu Yun is in charge of Haihan!" ”

The master smiled heartily: "The carriage is tired, you are really hard." ”

"This is a real Xuanhu, right?"

Daoist Xuemin hurriedly turned to Xuanhu with his fists in his fists, and said politely: "I have always heard of its prestige, but I have not seen its appearance. In the lower school Min Taoist. ”

Xuanhu responded with a charismatic gesture: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

"Sit."

With a wave of his hand, the master sat down in the center first, Xuanhu and Xuemin on the left and right, on both sides, and I sat opposite them.

It's not a generation, but you still have to pay attention to some etiquette.

"This is a bad man, the Dharma name is Zen Silence."

The master pointed his hand at me, and I quickly stood up and greeted Xuemin respectfully.

"Oh?" Xuemin looked at the master with some doubts: "Have you accepted an apprentice?" ”

The master nodded and said with a smile: "I'm ashamed to say that it's boring to be old, so I accept a closed disciple." ”

Xue Min paused slightly, and hurriedly praised: "Since ancient times, heroes have been young people, and Mu Yun's descendants and disciples must be blue." ”

"Praise." The master smiled and waved his hand: "The child has grown up, and he can't keep it." Whether you can become a hero or not, let's see your own experience in the future. ”

"There is no harm in breaking through the north and south."

As he spoke, the master gave me a loving gaze.

Seeing this, Xuemin glanced at me, quickly stood up, clasped his fists at the master and said, "If you go to the Central Plains Territory, as long as you use my place, I will definitely help!" ”

Only then did I realize that the master's words just now seemed random, but in fact, every sentence had a purpose, and his purpose was Xuemin's last sentence.

This Xuemin Taoist priest reacted quickly enough, and in just a few words, he already understood the master's intentions.

The master laughed, waved his hand, and didn't say anything more.

While talking and laughing, the disciples in the room walked in steadily with a square dinner plate.

"I've seen the boss."

The guy held the plate in one hand and greeted the master on the other.

The master bowed slightly: "It's hard to wake you up at night." ”

The guy put the food on the table and smiled innocently: "You use it slowly." ”

With that, he withdrew.

"I have already prepared tea, but I have thought that everyone has not eaten dinner yet, so I replaced it with white water, so as not to get drunk with tea."

Xuemin hurriedly half-stood up, clasped his fists and praised: "Mu Yun is in charge of Zhou Dao!" ”

"Don't hold it, eat a hot meal first."

The master called enthusiastically to the two disciples beside Xuemin, and the two disciples looked at the food, then at Xuemin, swallowed their saliva, but did not dare to move.

Xuemin pressed down the master's hand: "Junior disciple, just eat a small table." ”

The so-called "small table" means not sitting on the table, sandwiching the meal in a bowl and going to the table next to it to eat.

This is called "uncles and nephews don't drink together, and fathers and sons don't have different tables", and it has always been the case throughout the ages.

"There are no outsiders, don't be so disciplined." The master smiled.

After a pause, the master waved his hand at me again: "Come over and accompany your Uncle Xuemin to dinner." ”

"Me?" I pointed to my chest: "This ......"

The master nodded and gestured to the stool beside him. I didn't think much about it, I hurriedly walked over and sat opposite Xuemin, only to see the two disciples with envy in their eyes.

"You ......" Xuemin groaned, "Come and eat." ”

Although the two disciples sat down, the two of them were like puppeteers, eager to add a bite of food and take a look at Xuemin.

I can't help but feel a little dark, it's better to follow my master, at least, I don't suffer from eating anymore.

As for the business, the master always kept silent, and Xuemin never mentioned it, just chatting about some topics that he didn't want to do, Xuanhu buried himself in eating, like an outsider, and didn't say a word from beginning to end.

After a while, Xuemin seemed to be a little unable to sit still: "Master Muyun, I really have something to ask for this time." ”

The master smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll talk about it after eating." ”

"Hey, if you don't say it, you won't be able to swallow the food!"

Xuemin gently put down the chopsticks, and the disciple next to him immediately stopped chewing and sat down looking at the table......