The old Taoist priest's eyes were white, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Master's clothes are baked." Xiao Daotong draped the dried clothes over the master's body.

Zhang Yange smiled at him.

He couldn't help but think of the days when he got along with Lao Zhang.

Xiao Daotong pointed to the bonfire, he originally wanted Zhang Yange to bake clothes. But when he took a closer look, he found that Zhang Yange's clothes were actually dry.

However, Zhang Yange walked to the bonfire and took out a few sweet potatoes from a pocket behind him.

I don't know who planted this sweet potato, Zhang Yange picked a few casually, but put a few copper plates under the vines.

Zhang Yange's ability to roast sweet potatoes is taught by Lao Huang.

After a while, the fragrance of sweet potatoes filled the entire ruined temple, and Zhang Yange gave one to each of the old Taoist priests and little Taoist children.

But the two of them didn't mean to ask for it.

The old Taoist priest ate his dry food, and the little Taoist boy smiled apologetically.

Zhang Yange was no longer polite, and ate by himself.

At this time, from behind the statue came an old man with a thief's eyebrows.

"Can I eat a sweet potato?" He looked at Zhang Yange and asked.

Zhang Yange pointed with a smile, and the old man walked over and picked up a sweet potato and devoured it.

The old Taoist priest stared at him deadly!

Xiao Daotong's hand was on the peachwood sword, and two hands were placed in his arms.

After eating the sweet potato, the old man bowed to Zhang Yange.

"Two Taoist masters, the little demon has never harmed anyone! This dilapidated temple was still repaired by a little demon, in order to give passers-by a place to settle down and shelter from the rain.

Can the two Taoist masters give the little demon a way out. The old man said pleadingly. The rat demon knew that he had been discovered by the old Taoist, so he came out directly.

"A demon is a demon!" The blind old Taoist priest said angrily.

Zhang Yange shook his head slightly, and the little Taoist seemed to be a little hesitant.

I only heard the old Taoist priest say, "Laoshan! ”

The little Taoist stabbed the peachwood sword, and threw the talisman in his hand directly.

As soon as the talisman flew out, it began to burn directly, and then the old man could not move.

Zhang Yange Xing saw from the beginning that this old man was a mouse, and the beard on his mouth was white.

The peachwood sword was not in a hurry to stab out, and the old Taoist priest asked angrily, "Laoshan, don't do it yet!" What are you waiting for? ”

"Master, what it says is true! There is no resentment in it, and it really does not harm anyone. The little Taoist priest said with some unbearability.

"It's not harming now, but what about the future?" The old Taoist priest said in a deep voice.

The little Taoist's peachwood sword finally stabbed down.

But he deliberately missed a point, and the old man gave him a grateful look, and turned around to flee.

But the old Taoist priest was directly out of his body!

As soon as he came out of his body, his eyes were no longer blind, "I'll clean you up later!" ”

Xiao Daotong sighed helplessly.

The old man looked at the old Taoist priest in fear, and saw the old Taoist priest drawing talismans with his hands.

Suddenly, the sky was cloudy.

This is a talisman that leads to thunder.

Zhang Yange glanced up, and the dark clouds in the sky disappeared in an instant.

The old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Yange, "I didn't expect the master to be in front of me, I almost lost my eyes!" ”

"You're already blind, and it's normal to look away." Zhang Yange said with a pun.

The old Taoist priest was furious.

"He doesn't deserve to die." Zhang Yange said seriously.

"It's a demon!"

"But he's kinder than many." Zhang Yange said seriously.

"Those sweet potatoes are grown?" Zhang Yange asked.

"Hmm." The old man did not dare to hide it.

"Those sweet potatoes are planted there, and they can really save the lives of hungry people." Zhang Yange said to the old Taoist.

The old man looked at Zhang Yange, he didn't expect Zhang Yange to see his mind.

"When those sweet potatoes grow there, you can tell that they are being cared for, and there are no people in this area, and I wonder who planted them.

Seeing that you just ate sweet potatoes very professionally, I guessed that it was you. Zhang Yange found that he could now see the thoughts of these monsters.

Good and evil!

He could see it at a glance.

This old man is just like the little Taoist priest said, he doesn't have the slightest resentment in him, so he doesn't deserve to die at all.

"Humph! There's still a faint ghost aura around you, and it seems that you're also a ghost breeder. The old Taoist priest sneered.

"Zhang Gongzi, there are no ghosts!" Nie Xiaoqian walked out of the emerald green pen and said.

She can't tolerate other people's misunderstanding of Zhang Yange.

"I don't admit it yet!" The old Taoist priest then drew talismans.

As soon as he moved his pen, Zhang Yange could feel a strong sense of heat.

Zhang Yange was very curious about this talisman, so he waited for him to finish painting.

When the old Taoist priest finished painting the last step, the entire ruined temple was full of flames.

The old man and Nie Xiaoqian were very afraid of this flame.

Zhang Yange stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a gust of breeze came.

The wind blew out the fire directly.

The old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Yange incredulously, and the latter pointed at a point.

A gust of wind blew the old Taoist priest's spirit into his body.

Zhang Yange flicked his fingers, and the old Taoist priest was stunned.

"Master!" The little Taoist priest was shocked.

"Don't worry, your master will just get some sleep." Zhang Yange said to the little Taoist priest who was like a great enemy.

The little Taoist priest slowly retreated to the master's side, and after carefully examining it, he saw that the master's breathing was stable, as if he was asleep.

The old man bowed to Zhang Yange.

"If you have harmed anyone, I will not save you." Zhang Yange sat down directly and ate sweet potatoes.

He gave one to each of the old man and the little Taoist.

The old man was crying while eating, and Zhang Yange asked with a smile, "How long have you been practicing?" ”

"It's been a hundred years." The old man hurriedly replied.

Zhang Yange nodded, and the little Taoist put away the sweet potato.

It's not that he is not at ease, but he is ready to leave it for the master to eat.

"My master's whole family died at the hands of monsters, that's why he's like this..."The little Taoist priest said.

"Is the monster that killed your master's entire family dead?" Zhang Yange asked.

"Dead! Master's eyes were blind in that battle. ”

"He kills people's youkai, I naturally support it! But it's not right to kill innocents! Zhang Yange said seriously.

"I was just like you back then! I let the monster go, and then my whole family was eaten by it. The voice of the old Taoist priest sounded. Tell me, what if you were to do that? ”

"It's time to take revenge, it's time to let go of good monsters, or it's time to let go. After the big deal is overcome, observe it for a while. Zhang Yange said to him.

The old Taoist priest sighed, and he threw the sweet potato handed over by the little Taoist boy directly to the ground.

Xiao Daotong helped the master to sit down, and Zhang Yange glanced at the old man.

"Will you hurt people in the future?" Zhang Yange asked.

The rat spirit was stunned for a moment, and this sentence went straight to his heart.

"No!" He said firmly.

"I believe in Him! If he harms others in the future, I will bear this cause and effect. He said loudly.

The rat spirit knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and Zhang Yange helped him up after three knocks from him.

"Practice hard and be good every day."

"Hmm."

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly and did not speak.

The second more...

(End of chapter)