The green mountains and pines are verdant, and the white clouds are ethereal......

In a smoky temple, a little doll carved in pink and jade, wearing a coarse sermon uniform, carrying a small bamboo basket on his back is running happily, behind him, followed by an old way, but it seems to be ...... Kind of can't keep up with him.

"You mountain goods...... You...... You run slower for me......"

Lao Dao saw sweat on his forehead, and he was a little out of breath when he spoke.

"Master...... If we don't hurry, we won't be able to catch up with the morning meeting!"

The little Taoist priest held the shoulder strap of the bamboo basket with both hands, turned his head, his big eyes were clear and bright, and his face was full of innocence and splendor.

Lao Dao was a little helpless, he is now 100 years old, how can he run past the 'little monkey' in front of him.

"Slow down...... Slow down...... Let's catch up!"

It's dark, it's only five watches, how can it be late.

The little Taoist priest did not stop at all because of the old words, but was attracted by another thing, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"Great white!

The little Taoist priest opened his hands and raised his head as he ran, shouting a white crane soaring in the sky.

The whirring sound of the wind swept by, and a white shadow fell from the sky like lightning, and stopped on the ground.

It was a white crane, but it was not like a mortal thing, its feathers were as white as silk, its head was held high, and it also showed a very humane happy look.

"Great White ......"

With a milky cry of excitement, the little Taoist priest jumped lightly, and his small body, which was a little bigger, directly hugged the white crane's leg.

The white crane lowered his head and gently rubbed the little Taoist's fleshy face with his head.

"Don't make a fuss...... Itchy ......"

The little Taoist priest gently pulled the white crane's head away with his petite and immature palm, and laughed out loud.

This white crane seems to be human, and after hearing this, he bent his legs and used his wings to lightly put the little Taoist priest on his back.

"Chirp~"

After making sure that the little Taoist priest hugged him tightly, the white crane chirped softly, and with a bright wing, it went straight to the clouds.

"You...... Slow down...... Ah......h

Looking at the little Taoist priest who gradually turned into a small black spot, Lao Dao was stunned in place, gasping for breath, and suddenly his old face turned red.

"I'll catch it later, I'll give you a slap in the ass. ”

After breathing a sigh of relief, Lao Dao said hatefully, and with a flick of the dust in his hand, white clouds appeared out of thin air under his feet, carrying him in the direction of the little Taoist.

The morning glow welcomes the day, and the wind rolls up the clouds.

Between the white clouds, there can be occasional intermittent shouts......

"Big White...... Great...... You...... You slow down......"

The little Taoist priest hugged the neck of the white crane, puffed out his bun face, and every time he opened his mouth, there would be a violent wind pouring into his mouth, and there would be a hula sound.

'Chirp~'

The white crane let out a low cry, and its speed slowed down a little.

"You mountain goods, slow down for me, and you!

As soon as he slowed down, Lao Dao's voice came from behind him.

"Master......"

Hearing Lao Dao's voice, the little Taoist priest hurriedly turned around excitedly, but found that Lao Dao's face was a little unsightly......

red, the same as Guan Gong......

"Big White!"

The little Taoist priest patted Da Bai's neck solemnly and said with seriousness

"Don't listen to him, let's run quickly!"

He has been fortunate enough to see this expression of the old man many times, and every time his ass is swollen and high!

After that, the little Taoist puffed up his bun face again, his delicate eyebrows condensed together, and his big black and bright eyes stared at the front.

'Chirp~'

The white crane raised its speed violently, turned into a streamer, and in an instant, it left the old way behind.

Seeing this, Lao Dao's face, which was already red to the extreme, became more and more vivid, and he didn't believe that he couldn't catch this little bit today.

Pull up the wide sleeves of the robe and tie it to your elbows, while pinning the whisk held in your right hand to your waist.

With both hands pinched, the white light flickered, and behind the white clouds under his feet, a turbocharged device suddenly appeared, and the streamer flashed, and the brilliance was abnormal.

'Boom...... Boom boom ...... roar sounded one after another, and the white clouds at the feet of the old road became more and more condensed, and disappeared in place in the blink of an eye, a few times faster than the white crane.

............

"Master, my dear master......"

On the path between a mountain peak, the old Taoist grabbed the little Taoist's ear and lifted it, and the little Taoist's ears were red, his big round eyes were full of tears, and he fluttered his little feet and begged for mercy, while the white crane hid on the side and did not dare to approach.

"It hurts...... Master...... Hurt...... The apprentice will never dare again......"

The old Taoist seemed to feel still angry, so he took the little Taoist priest to a piece of bluestone, sat on it himself, and then put the little Taoist priest on his knees, pulled off his pants, and slapped his palm......

"Master...... I have to be a good master...... Wow!"

There was a 'pop' sound......

With just one palm, the little Taoist's white and tender ass turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then......

The incessant slapping sound, and the ......

The little Taoist priest praised the master and cried for mercy......

This beating is enough time for a cup of tea.

Lao Dao was satisfied, sat happily on the bluestone, and slowly took out a ...... from his sleeve robe Dry smoke, chirp chirp smoked.

The little Taoist priest's fleshy little face was full of tears, and his little hands tightly covered the swollen and tall buttocks that had been beaten, looking at the ...... in front of him hatefully Old man!

"You're not convinced?"

Lao Dao took a puff of dry smoke again, and a thick white smoke slowly erupted from his mouth, with a fluttering appearance.

"Don't dare to ......"

The little Taoist priest pouted, and his little hands tugged at the corners of his clothes, circling in circles.

"Then don't hurry up and pack up your things and leave. ”

Lao Dao looked at the aggrieved little appearance of the little Taoist priest, and couldn't help laughing.

After listening to the old Tao's words, the little Taoist priest hurriedly picked up his small bamboo basket, and then put the scattered medicinal materials back on, and carried it on his back, but because he was too hard, the bamboo basket hit his buttocks, and the tears of pain flew out again.

Seeing this, Lao Dao sighed, a trace of distress flashed in the corner of his eyes, but he returned to his stern appearance in an instant, and the white light in his hand flashed and floated to the buttocks of the little Taoist.

Like a June breeze, the little Taoist exhaled comfortably.

"It's so comfortable......"

"Why don't you go quickly?"

Lao Dao's face was serious, his tone was a little fierce, and after taking a sip of dry tobacco, he carefully knocked out the burned ash in the pipe, stood up, and got up to leave.

But before the old road had taken a few steps, he felt that a young hand wanted to try to hold his big hand, but because of his low size, it was difficult to hold it between several jumps, and then he could only hold the corner of the old road's clothes.

Feeling the pull of his side, Lao Dao smiled, bent his back slightly, and took the little hand instead.

The early morning sun casts, and the two shadows, one tall and one short, are stretched into a long ......