There was a stove burning in the house, and a few sweet potatoes were roasted in it, which Li Qiubai put in, because Ning Junxi liked to bake them in when he was a child, saying that he made the best use of them, and over time, Li Qiubai got used to it.

The smell of roasted sweet potatoes is very fragrant, and the whole room is filled with a sweet fragrance that is not strong or light.

Shifang sniffed the fragrance and swallowed his saliva, a little greedy.

Li Liuer shrunk into her father's arms, and asked softly and glutinously, "Daddy is here, why didn't my mother come?"

Yizen immediately smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Your mother went to listen to the play and bought a bunch of rouge preserves, saying that her daughter didn't follow, it's really happy." ”

Li Liu'er pursed her lips, "My mother is too unrighteous." ”

Yizen lowered his head and muttered something in the little girl's ear, and the little girl immediately narrowed her eyes and giggled.

Li Qiubai slowly drank a glass of boiled water, turned over the sweet potato, waited for a while, poked a silver needle, and felt that the heat was almost over, so he took it out with pliers and handed it to the little monk who was about to drool, "Huh." ”

"Huh?" Shifang was stunned for a moment, blinking stupidly.

"Don't eat it?" Li Qiubai raised the pliers and was about to take them back, "Don't eat and pull down." ”

"Eat, eat, eat. Shifang hurriedly stretched out his hand, took down the sweet potato, and hurriedly threw it on the ground so hot that he pinched his earlobe.

"Come here, I'll take a look. "Yizen smiled.

"It's not blistering, and I can wash my clothes when I go back. Shifang stretched out his hand, his little brow furrowed.

"That's good, what else do you want to show me?" Yizen immediately slapped the little fat hand sent in front of him away, and continued to whisper to his daughter.

The little monk looked stupid, and after a few breaths, he lowered his head to poke the hot roasted sweet potato.

Li Qiubai shook his head and smiled, put down the tongs, took out the remaining sweet potatoes, and put them on the stove to simmer, if anyone wants to eat them, take them themselves.

Then, he took a handful of melon seeds, ate them one by one, and threw the melon seed skins into the stove by the way, which was not bad at all.

After being scalded a few more times, Shifang finally broke the sweet potato into two halves, half of it was placed on the robe, and the other half was blown vigorously, and after blowing for a long time, it was handed to the little girl like a treasure, "Liu'er, be careful of scalding!"

Li Liu'er took it with a smile, and there were two small dimples when she smiled, and the little monk could only smirk.

As a result, when he lowered his head, the half of the sweet potato in his robe was gone.

Shifang blinked, looked up, and sure enough, he saw that his master was also eating sweet potatoes, and the food was delicious, and he suddenly had a bitter face, "Master!"

Yizen turned his head and looked satisfied, "The apprentice will hurt the master, and I am very relieved for the master." ”

"That's mine. Ten sides looked aggrieved and pouted.

Zen was stunned for a moment, and instantly said angrily, "Criminal, you have worked so hard for the teacher to pull you to such a big size, and you don't even give a sweet potato to the teacher." ”

Shifang grinned, lowered his head stupidly, took a sweet potato again, and finally blew it cold, but the little girl's half had already eaten, and quickly broke half for the little girl, and the other half was like a chicken guard, and she looked very strictly.

Yizen saw that no one helped him cool sweet potatoes, and he didn't care very much, so he bent down and took one himself, so he grinned his teeth so hotly, he didn't throw it out, and he didn't eat it by blowing on it

Don't touch your ears, don't be more calm than the little monk.

When the three of them were eating sweet potatoes, it suddenly snowed heavily, like goose feathers.

Li Liu'er's eyes were sharp, and she suddenly got out of her father's arms, pulled the little monk and ran out, jumping and screaming.

Li Qiubai and Yizen didn't go out, one ate melon seeds, and the other ate sweet potatoes, both of which were very calm.

"How much time is left?" Finally, Yizen finished eating the last bit of sweet potato, clapped his hands, and asked nonchalantly.

"Less than ten years. Li Qiubai was still eating melon seeds, and took the time to reply.

After a pause, he laughed, "Ten years, it's not short, my daughters have become big girls." ”

Li Qiubai didn't react, and spit out a melon seed skin into the fire.

Yizen was not embarrassed, and rubbed the ashes in his hands, "What about him?"

"West. Li Qiubai said lightly.

"Dark Canyon. Yizen frowned, stretched out again, and said with a little regret, "I was going to go to the east, but it seems that I have to go to the west first." ”

Li Qiubai grabbed another handful of melon seeds, put them down again, and continued to snort, "On the way, I will teach him chess skills, and when I come back, I will play two games with the old man, and then I can go out for a walk." ”

Yizen was stunned, "Didn't the seniors teach him?"

Li Qiubai shook his head, a little helpless and funny, "He has a headache when he sees chess." ”

Yizen immediately became distressed, "Then you have given me a big problem." ”

Li Qiubai glanced up at him, "The two children and the old man like them very much." ”

Yizen immediately patted his chest with righteousness, "This matter, the seniors can rest assured, wrap it up on me." ”

"Except for Jiuhua Mountain and Longhu Mountain, other attitudes have been clear. Li Qiubai swallowed out a rotten melon seed and spit a few mouthfuls of spit, "Xiao Qi went to Longhu Mountain, if they blink their words again, they will inevitably have to learn some lessons." ”

Yizen's eyes widened, "Lao Qi alone?"

Li Qiubai took a sip of water and continued to swallow melon seeds, "Hmm." ”

"Awesome. Yizen sighed.

Li Qiubai added, "If Xuan Ming is looking for trouble, you let him come directly to the snow field to make two moves with the old man, if he is unreasonable, don't blame the old man for splitting his lair." ”

Yizen's face stiffened, "This...... That one...... Predecessors mighty ......"

Li Qiubai put back the little melon seeds in his hand and waved his hand to drive people away, "Get out, don't get in the way of the old man's eyes here." ”

"Senior, I haven't eaten yet?" Yizen jumped up and hurriedly said.

"Get out there and eat. Li Qiu said with a blank face, "Get out." ”

I could only take two roasted sweet potatoes and run out of the house.

Outside the bamboo building, the snow fell like a hair at this time, and the snow color was paved with a shallow layer.

Painting the bridge in the distance, the water surface is like a mirror, the snow quietly blends into it, and in the white feathers, I vaguely see the figures of two children, playing on the painted bridge, laughing happily and worry-free.

Yizen hooked the corners of his mouth shallowly, and then, tilting his head slightly, looked at the gloomy and gloomy sky that was not as peaceful as the snow scene, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually converged.

Then, he took a roasted sweet potato out of his sleeve, broke it in half, and took a bite.

Fragrant and sweet.

So, he laughed again.

......

Taoist ancestral court dragon and tiger mountain, because of the ancestor Zhang Kun's 'Dancheng and dragon and tiger now' and get the name, since ancient times, there are no less than 20 old immortals to lift the xia soaring, coupled with the close relationship with the Yuan Zhen Dynasty in recent years, these years more and more incense flourishing, but also the north and south of the same known as the Taoist ancestral court of Wudang Mountain forced to press a head, so that the world knows that there are immortals on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, but there are few dignitaries to go to Wudang Mountain, which has declined for less than a hundred years.

There is a Shangqing River at the foot of Longhu Mountain, there is a simple thatched house standing next to the Shangqing River, every wind and rain, the thatch of the roof flies in all directions, and the heavy rain outside the house, the light rain in the house, the owner of this house is really miserable.

The owner of the thatched house is a sloppy old Taoist priest, I heard that he came down from Longhu Mountain, but he was confused all day long, and the tourists naturally didn't know anything about the Taoist law, and finally this matter became a joke, and I don't know if it's true or not.

There was originally a little Taoist priest beside the old Taoist, who was silly and stupid, a person with a good temper like his master, and said that he had traveled in all directions a few days ago.

It's just that in the past two years, the Taoist priests on the mountain have come out and gone back twice, and the little Taoist priest has not gone home once, so the little Taoist priest on the mountain deliberately went down the mountain, often teasing the old Taoist, saying that the little Taoist priest saw the world of flowers outside, don't want the old Taoist priest, the old Taoist priest just grinned.

It can be said that some people say that the little Taoist priest died outside and couldn't come back, and the old Taoist priest was determined to chase people with a broom, although the result was often a group of little Taoist priests who beat the old Taoist priest into a ball, and the old Taoist priest was still this stubborn temper, and never knew how to change, so a group of little Taoist priests became more and more happy.

Until one time, the old Taoist priest was beaten by the little Taoist priest to vomit blood, curled up on the ground, did not get up for a long time, the group of little Taoist priests also knew their own trouble, scattered in a hurry, and was pulled out one by one by the elder brother Song Qinzong of Longhu Mountain, kneeling in front of the Shangqing River for a whole day, Song Qinzong personally took care of the old Taoist priest's daily life, until the old Taoist priest was able to get out of bed and walk around.

Since then, the little Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain no longer dare to tease this poor old man who is lonely and miserable, but the catastrophe made the old Taoist priest lose weight twice, and his body is not as good as before, he is really old.

The old Taoist priest didn't like to move around, except for sitting in front of the Shangqing River, that is, weaving some straw sandals in his yard, or going out to dig some wild vegetables to wrap his belly, in short, life was poor and peaceful.

After experiencing the tossing of a group of little Taoist priests, the old Taoist priest's spirit became more and more poor, and he became more and more unable to do things, which always made people feel that he was going to die.

Therefore, even the occasional tourists passing by the thatched cottage will not stop in front of the thatched house, so as not to get caught in bad luck, and the thatched cottage will become more and more deserted.

On this day, the sun was shining, and the old Taoist priest was sitting on the bluestone in front of the door and napping, and he felt a darkness in front of him in a daze, and it turned out to be someone who came.

He looked up, his old eyes were dizzy, and he only felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this person.

So, he asked a little hesitantly, "Who is this fellow Daoist looking for?"

The middle-aged man with a half-white sword with half-white temples half-knelt down, looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him who was about to rot, his eyes showed real pity and pity, and shouted, "Senior, I am Xiao Qi." ”