Simu and He Weitong chatted about Taoism in the inner room of the wooden house, He Weitong was very interested in this, so he listened very seriously, he didn't know anything about Taoism, so when they talked, he couldn't insert a word.

After chatting for half an hour, their topic gradually turned to martial arts.

On the way to martial arts, He Weitong had an experience, and he could still say a sentence or two from time to time, but as he spoke, He Weitong found that the four-eyed Taoist did not speak, but listened carefully to He Weitong, and from time to time he frowned and thought.

This made He Weitong wonder again, could his kung fu really be first-class in the world.

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Outside the wooden house, Jiale placed the walking corpse while observing He Weitong in the wooden house, and he was very curious about He Weitong's origin.

He knew what kind of virtue his master was, and it was extremely difficult to get along with, so He Weitong could get along so well with his master, which seemed very strange to him.

This young "uncle", who was not a few years older than him, made Jiale's heart full of doubts.

It took him half an hour to move a dozen corpses from the yard to the morgue back and forth.

Just as he was about to make breakfast after holding the last corpse, he saw two more figures walking in the mountains in the distance.

They live in the mountains, and few people usually pass by, so Jiale stopped and looked at the two figures in the distance.

"Master Ikkyu!" Jiale saw the old monk on crutches and shouted in surprise.

Seeing that it was Master Yixiu next door, Jiale jumped over the fence directly and greeted him, and Jiale met Master Yixiu at a distance of 100 meters from the wooden house.

"Master Ikkyu!"

"Jiale! You're so old! Monk Yixiu looked at Jiale who greeted him, first paused for a while, and then immediately replied.

"Master, you have been gone for three years, and I have naturally grown up." Jiale said with a smile.

Ikyu nodded, glanced at the wooden house, and then asked, "What, your master is back?" ”

"Hmm." Jiale nodded.

"Master, who is she?" Jiale's gaze fell on the girl behind Ikyu Monk.

"Oh, I'll introduce you."

"This is the apprentice I took in when I was traveling outside, sixteen this year, two years younger than you."

"Jingjing is amazing!" Monk Yixiu stepped aside and said with a smile.

"My name is Jiale, you can call me Brother Jiale." Jiale said unnaturally.

He was adopted by Simu when he was very young, and he spent most of his time in the mountains, so he didn't see many people, and he was a little unaccustomed to the sudden addition of a beautiful sister.

"Brother Jiale!" Jingjing shouted slowly.

"Master, I'm about to cook, and when you come to eat, I'll treat it as a pick-up for the master." Jiale proposed.

The old monk glanced at the wooden house where Simu was, thought about it, and finally agreed: "Okay, I'll come later." ”

The three of them chatted as they walked in the direction of the wooden house.

"Master, then I'll make breakfast, and I'll call you when it's ready." Jiale said after sending the old monk to the gate of the courtyard.

"Go ahead!" The old monk smiled.

Jiale nodded, then went back to the next door, and then got busy in the kitchen, and it didn't take long for the smoke to be lit.

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More than an hour later, the time came to seven o'clock in the morning.

"It's time to eat! Master and Uncle have eaten! Jiale put down the cooking utensils in his hand and shouted towards the house.

After that, he returned to the lobby with three or five plates of vegetarian dishes, set up a table made of bamboo poles in the lobby, and then put all the dishes on it.

After doing all this, Jiale shouted twice more to the room where the master was, and then went out, not out of the courtyard, but jumped directly from the railing into the corridor of the old monk's house.

"Master Ikyu, it's time to eat."

At this time, the old monk was cleaning up the room with his apprentice, after all, no one had lived in it for three years, although Jiale would come to clean it every once in a while, but it had also accumulated some dust, and it needed to be cleaned before anyone could live there.

"Got it, we'll be right over." The old monk said.

"Okay, then I'll go back and wait for you." Jiale glanced at the two who were busy and said.

"Jiale!"

"Jiale !!"

"My master called me, and I'll go back." Jiale turned to go out, then jumped over the railing of the hallway and returned to the lobby.

"Master."

"It's time to eat, and you're running there again." The four eyes at the bamboo table asked solemnly.

"Master, Master Yixiu next door is back, and he brought an apprentice, I just went to call them over for dinner." Jiale sat down and said.

"What does it matter to you when he comes back, and you call him over for dinner, doesn't he know how to cook himself? Whose apprentice are you? Simu criticized Jiale again.

He Weitong, who was sitting on the side, did not participate in the battle between their master and apprentice, but ate by himself with dishes and chopsticks.

I don't know if it's the reason for accommodating a monk, but the table is full of vegetables.

Of course, He Weitong is not disgusted, and it is better to eat light in the morning.

He was just thinking about whether this Maoshan disciple ate meat or not, but He Weitong, who had watched the original play, knew that these four eyes were very rich.

But after thinking about it for a while, he felt that he should be accommodating an old monk.

It didn't take long for the monk to arrive at the door with his apprentice Jingjing.

Seeing the old monk Yixiu coming to the door, Jiale immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and greeted him.

"Master, you're here."

Jiale hurriedly moved out two tables from the side.

"Master, please be seated."

"Hmm!" Ikyu nodded.

"Four-eyed Daoist, long time no see!"

Monk Yixiu smiled and said hello, but the four-eyed Taoist did not appreciate it at all, and ate by himself.

"Master eats." Jiale on the side saw that the atmosphere was not right, and immediately interjected.

Monk Yixiu glanced around, and then said to his apprentice, "Jingjing, sit down." ”

"Yes, Master." Jingjing obediently pulled out the stool and sat down.

"I don't know who this Daoist brother is?" Seeing that the old monk ignored him, he looked at He Weitong.

"He Weitong, passing through this place, I have to be invited by the four-eyed Taoist friends to come here to live for a while." He Weitong said with a smile.

He Weitong did not have any ill will towards this Yixiu master, because Yixiu monk was a real practitioner and a kind person.

"It turned out to be He Daoyou!"

Then everyone stopped talking, and He Weitong was an outsider, so it was not easy for him to speak.

Everyone was eating in silence, but soon something went wrong on the table.

Monk Yixiu picked up his chopsticks and stretched out to the plate, ready to clip a piece of fried tofu, but was stopped by Simu with chopsticks, so that Monk Yixiu could not pick it up.

Seeing this, Monk Yixiu glanced at Simu and thought that Simu was also going to clip this piece of tofu, so he took a step back and loosened his chopsticks, preparing to clip another dish.

But when he was about to pick it up, the four-eyed chopsticks pressed him again.

"Master, let one let him."

Seeing this situation, Jiale on the side knew that this meal would not be able to be eaten quietly, so he posted it in the ear of Monk Yixiu and said a word.

"Jingjing, let's go and eat."

Jingjing didn't grasp the meaning of Jiale's words, and continued to sit on the stool to eat.

"Do you want to eat it? You come first. Monk Ikkyu took another step back and withdrew his chopsticks.

Shimoku saw that the monk withdrew the chopsticks, and he also inserted the chopsticks back.

When Monk Yixiu saw this, no matter how good his qi cultivation kung fu was, he was a little angry in his heart, and both of them looked at each other calmly, not eating the rice in the bowl or picking up vegetables.