Chapter Thirty-Seven: "The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain"!
Afternoon
Qiao Shan said goodbye to his grandfather, and said that he planned to apply for a driving school in the county to learn to drive, and he would not return to Yancheng in the near future, and would come to see him another day.
At the intersection, looking at Qiao Shan's back,
The fat old man Liu and Grandpa Qiao Shan stood together, and said with some emotion:
"This kid hasn't seen him for a few years, but he's grown a lot of ability! Unlike these babies in our village, I can see at a glance that the hill will have a future. Lao Yang, you will wait to enjoy happiness in the future! ”
Grandpa Qiao Shan's eyes were a little cloudy, looking at the blurred figure in the distance, and sighed;
"Even if you are happy, the mountain baby has been bitter since he was a child, and it is a blessing to watch him grow up healthy and healthy......"
An eight-year-old child,
Growing up alone since childhood, no one to take care of him, and now he can live better than those juniors in the village, and his second daughter, who now doesn't know whether she is dead or alive, will be at ease.
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In the next two days, Johnson applied for a nearby driving school.
In addition to learning to drive and visiting grandpa in his spare time, he will also watch some movies and exercise at home.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye,
A person's purity will inevitably seem a little lonely to others, let alone in a remote village. But for Qiao Shan, this kind of day is a rare peace of mind.
That night,
Qiao Shan did not rest, but sat in the small courtyard again.
When I was a child, my father made a rocking chair,
At this moment, it is shaky, corresponding to the bright moon in the sky.
Watching time slowly move towards zero,
Qiao Shan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
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Suddenly, Qiao Shan's ears heard the hustle and bustle of the night market, the shouting of the guys, and the smell of fragrant meat in his nose.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Qiao Shan found himself sitting in a restaurant.
In front of him is a steaming roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves, and there are three or five small dishes next to it, with spicy seeds, minced garlic, and vinegar sauce in the small plates...... Everything but the kitchen sink.
The restaurant has a quaint atmosphere, with warm yellow lighting in the lobby, and is surrounded by some well-dressed diners.
Qiao Shan turned his head to look out the window,
A wine green light is red.
Outside, in addition to high-end restaurants and pubs, and the glamorous singing from street dance halls,
On the streets,
The vendors were wearing cotton clothes and aprons, and they were also shouting enthusiastically.
"Wonton yo~Hot Chaos~"
"Pig's head! Xianghe~"
"Grilled fish! Fragrant grilled fish! Authentic Hangzhou West Lake grilled fish! ”
“……”
Some of the vendors are young and strong, around the stove, take off their cotton clothes, and wear only a short shirt in this cold weather, sweating and shouting hard, attracting customers to wander around.
……
"Here it is...... Republic? ”
Looking at the rickshaws shuttling back and forth on the bluestone road outside, the scene of the integration of suits and robes and coats,
Then he looked down at the black velvet robe on his body, the gold chain pocket watch hanging on his chest, and the emerald green wrench on the thumb of his right hand.
Qiao Shan already had a guess in his heart.
Looking at this dress, it seems that his identity in this Republic of China is still a rich child......
Open the book of heaven, turn the third page,
A memory came to mind from the depths of his mind, and his current identity became clear.
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Cui Daoning.
A middle-aged Taoist priest who is still vulgar.
The dojo before returning to the world was in the Ziyun Pavilion on Cuihua Mountain, a world-famous avenue.
Just because I fell in love with the female pilgrim who came to offer incense and pray,
resolutely abandoned the Tao and returned to the world, went home to inherit the ancestral medical hall, learned the kung fu of circumcision and double eyelid circumcision in Western medicine, married a female pilgrim in the world, and lived a shameless and impatient life that only envied the mandarin ducks and not the immortals.
"That's really ......"
Qiao Shan smacked his tongue and didn't know how to judge for a while.
The owner of this memory is a middle-aged man, who has passed the age of forty, but the female pilgrim, who is now his wife, seems to be fifteen years younger than Cui Daoning, and after three years of marriage, she is only a young woman of twenty-five or sixteen years old.
An old husband with a young wife?
Can your body withstand it?
Feeling Cui Daoning's strong love for his wife in his memory, as well as the kidney-strengthening plaster that he had to change every night, Qiao Shan couldn't help but look at himself carefully through the blurred reflection of the window.
Confirming that he was still the same boy he used to be, Qiao Shan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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However, compared with Cui Daoning's little wife, Qiao Shan's attention at the moment was focused on another matter.
When Cui Daoning was a Taoist priest before,
There is real kung fu in his hands......
Taoist little Zhoutian?
Meridians?
Internal force?
After fusing his memory, in addition to the current mundane affairs and the Qing cultivation in the Taoist temple in his early years, Qiao Shan suddenly discovered that Cui Daoning was actually a Taoist true cultivator who read Taoism and practiced Taoism Xiao Zhoutian!
Not those false Taoists who deceive pilgrims,
Cui Daoning is a true Taoist priest who has practiced the Eight Classics!
It's just that, since he was still vulgar,
Cui Daoning seems to have deliberately wasted Xiao Zhoutian's kung fu, and became a secular doctor with peace of mind, indulging in breath and fireworks every day......
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"Why does it always feel so familiar? Cui Daoning is a character in which movie? ”
Qiao Shan rubbed his chin and frowned in thought.
It's 1926 and it's located in the West Lake District of Hangzhou.
Now is the most turbulent era, the rule of the Beiyang warlords is already on the eve of collapse, the number of melee between the major warlords is increasing, the scene is getting bigger and bigger, and the area is becoming more and more extensive.
In this year, Chang Kaishen started the Northern Expedition and won the victory.
It's just that this is supposed to be a movie world, and I don't know if it's consistent with the history of the real world......
Cui Daoning...... Cui Daoning ......"
Qiao Shan muttered the name of the memory master in his mouth, retrieving important information that he had ignored.
It's just that Cui Daoning was pure in the mountains before and devoted himself to cultivation. After going down the mountain, he opened a medical center with peace of mind, accompanied his little wife wholeheartedly, and could be said to be indifferent to the current national conditions!
Tear open the lotus leaf chicken,
Tasting this era, the authentic signature "ancestral lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken",
Qiao Shan was thinking about it, and suddenly felt someone staying outside the window, and inadvertently looked up, and the chicken that had just been stuffed into his mouth suddenly squirted out!
"! Ahem...... King Baoqiang? ”
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"Made! This is the world where the Taoist priest descends the mountain! ”
Qiao Shan's head banged!
In a flash of inspiration, I quickly thought of which movie world it was!
Sticking to the window outside, the little Taoist priest who is swallowing saliva in front of his lotus leaf chicken at the moment, carrying a suitcase, wearing a shabby robe, and grinning, is not Wang Baobao!
Oh, no...... He is now a little Taoist priest who has just come down from the mountain, and it seems that his name is He Anxia......
But it doesn't matter!
Qiao Shan looked down at his outfit again, his forehead was bruised, and he couldn't help but scold his mother angrily:
"Temod! Lao Tzu is now the cuckolded and poisoned Cui Xi doctor? ”
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Qiao Shan has seen the movie "Taoist Priest Descending the Mountain".
Some say it's a classic movie, but more people say it's a big bad movie.
Johnson is noncommittal about this,
However, the motive that attracted him to watch this movie was the "bed scene" between Mr. Fan and Ling Kurosawa.
After watching it, the most impressive thing is the "bed scene".
It's just that Qiao Shan never thought that he would one day become a party to the "bed scene"!
Speaking of this, Cui Daoning is very miserable in the movie......
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