Outside the White Horse Temple, spring and Jingming, the scenery is beautiful.

Under the mountain gate by the lake, people come and go, and there are vendors everywhere who set up stalls, peddling some novelties.

In the distance came a carriage draped in a light veil, and in front of it a healthy woman sat with the reins.

In front of the car is a pair of delicate wind chimes, which jolt with the wheels of the wheels, swaying and making a crisp sound.

The carriage passed by a fortune teller's stall, came to a sudden stop, and two delicate maids stepped out of the carriage.

In front of this booth, there is a signboard that reads, "Ten trigrams and nine accurate, only three do not count: men do not count, old do not count, ugly does not count".

The little Taoist priest who was sleeping on the table smelled a faint fragrance and suddenly woke up.

Looking ahead, the drowsiness disappeared, and I saw three shadows walking out of the carriage in front of me.

The lovely maids on both sides, dressed in green clothes, knew at a glance that they were the maids of the woman in scarlet clothes in the middle. The two maids' light faces are not powdered, elegant and immature.

The woman in the middle is about twenty years old, with a scarlet skirt, a graceful figure, and a foxy face that has grown into the man's heart, and she is infinitely beautiful.

The little Taoist priest immediately sat up straight, and the three of them really walked towards him.

"Hey, little Taoist, how can you tell fortunes under the White Horse Temple, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame?"

The little maid on the left asked with a smile, obviously thinking that this delicate little Taoist priest was very interesting.

The little Taoist priest is handsome, with red lips and white teeth, and his eyes are very aura.

After listening to the maid's words, she was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "This sister doesn't know, this world is so big, there are many sects, but the land is not divided into Buddhism and Taoism. They can build a temple here, and we can also set up a stall here. The White Horse Temple and my small stall are not high or low, they are all just to guide the mundane out of the sea of suffering. ”

The little maid covered her smile, then pinched her waist and said, "You little Taoist priest is young, how can you have any Taoism, and your tone is not small." ”

This little woman's husband's family is a great family in the local area, and she is also happy to quarrel with him when she sees that the Taoist priest is handsome, and ordinary people can't enter the eyes of their master and servant.

"Qingluan, don't be rude. The little woman laughed and said angrily, and when she walked to the stall, the two maids took a piece of brocade handkerchief and put it on the seat in front of the stall, and she sat down.

"Xiaodao Chief, since you have the ability to guide people, why don't you show me palmistry. ”

A slender jade hand, spread out in front of the little Taoist, the hand is like a soft wattle, and the skin is like clotted fat.

Slender nephrite slices spring onions, growing in the sleeves of fragrant luocui.

The little Taoist priest pretended to pinch his fingers, stretched out his hand and pinched the fingertips, the little woman seemed to be slightly angry, but not delicate.

There's a door!

The little Taoist priest hurriedly said: "A pair of ten-fingered jade is not romantic. Luan mirror skillfully combed Cui Dai, painting the floor idle looking at the bead curtain. Tsk, this palmistry of Madame is wonderful. ”

The little woman's face suddenly flushed, she took a stick from the stick, rolled up her sleeves, and knocked it three times on the top of the little Taoist's head.

"There are many inconveniences today, if you are free, you might as well come to the house to make a divination for the concubine. The husband of the concubine is outside, and there is no one else at home, so I hope that the trail will come in the long day, so as not to be inconvenient. ”

"If you hold this post, you can enter the house. ”

After speaking, he got up, asked the little maid to leave a name post, and then hired Tingting to leave.

The little maid looked back and smiled: "Little Taoist, remember to come." ”

The little Taoist priest's heart was pounding, this is clearly the opposite, I said that when I got up this morning, the peach blossoms in the garden were blooming, and Lao Tzu's peach blossoms were here?

Seeing the carriage leave, the little Taoist priest couldn't wait to unfold the name post, only to see a vermilion door number overflowing with woody fragrance, which read "Qinglu Villa".

Putting the wooden card into his arms, the little Taoist priest just wanted to continue sleeping, when a farmer ran in the distance.

shouted as he ran: "Chang'an, Chang'an, your master was beaten to death!"

When the little Taoist priest heard this, he trembled, and he didn't care about cleaning up the stall, so he pulled his legs and left.

dragged the farmer who came to report the news, and ran all the way to a dilapidated Taoist temple.

This view is really a little pitiful, but the three big characters of "Chiyang View" covered with cobwebs at the door are faintly visible and very elegant.

The little Taoist priest ran into the room and saw an old man in a Taoist robe lying on the bed, dying.

Seeing him come in, the old Taoist priest struggled to get up, and the little Taoist priest immediately held his hand, bared his teeth and said: "Master, don't die first, who beat him, leave a name, I am so revenge if you die." ”

The old Taoist priest trembled and said: "Seeking revenge is exempt, this is also the limit for the teacher, this is the big family in the city, the Duan family beats, if you can't get the funeral expenses, just carry my corpse, go to get some money, you must give me a burial." ”

"The Duan family, dare to kill my master for no reason, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully..."

At this time, the farmer on the side sighed and said, "Chang'an, don't scold, it's the Taoist chief... seduced someone's wife, that's what... That's just... Alas. ”

The little Taoist priest's name is Chen Chang'an, who was raised by the old Taoist priest, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard this.

Master is so old, I didn't expect to be disobedient...

The old Taoist priest's face was like gold paper, his anger was like a gossamer, he waved his hand, and said: "Zhang Daniu, you go out, the poor Taoist has a mantle to pass on to the disciples, and you are not suitable here." ”

The farmer took a sip in his heart, and secretly scolded this old man and the young two poor sours who were not serious, what treasure could not be done?

As soon as he went out, the old Taoist priest glanced at him uneasily, and Chen Changan immediately went to close the door.

The old Taoist priest took out an oiled paper bag from his arms and said, "Chang'an, I wasn't beaten as a teacher, but when I was climbing the wall, I accidentally fell down." You don't have to take revenge on me, it's not good for Mrs. Duan's reputation to spread it. This life is so short, the teacher was chic and handsome when he was young, I don't know how much it made the beauty fall in love, and it was so unbearable when I was old, you... Do you want to live forever?"

Chen Changan paused for a moment, tightly grasped the oil paper bag in his hand, and said, "Master, isn't this an elixir?"

Looking at it like this, as long as the old Taoist priest nodded, he even ate a piece of oil paper on the spot, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "The ancestor who was a teacher in the past once rescued a monk in distress, and he gave me this, as long as the incense is lit, no matter the ends of the world, he can come in an instant, take you away, and practice the spell of becoming an immortal with him." ”

Chen Changan asked a little suspiciously, "Master, why are you useless?"

The old Taoist priest's face was a little twisted, and he said, "Aren't I afraid of any accidents?" ”

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a master, he is really timid... Be careful.

Chen Changan took the oil paper bag, stuffed it into his arms, and said, "Master, don't worry... Master, Master?.... Master!"

Wow, Chen Changan cried heartbreakingly, although the old Taoist priest was greedy for money and lustful, lazy and lazy, but he had been dependent on himself for ten years.

In a trance, Chen Changan suddenly remembered that he had been in this world for ten years...

What a coincidence.

Ten years ago, he crossed over to a child, was adopted by an old Taoist priest, and cried once for his parents, relatives and friends in his previous life who could never see him again.

In the Chiyang Temple, Chen Changan dismantled the wooden plank and tied a simple stretcher.

With the help of Zhang Daniu in the boarding temple, the old Taoist priest was lifted up.

Zhang Daniu clapped his hands, wiped his sweat, and said, "Chang'an, I have contributed a lot this time, this month's rent?"

"As long as you dig a grave for me in the backyard, it's free for the next three months. ”

Zhang Daniu was overjoyed, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Just look at it." ”

Chen Changan waved his hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry to dig first, let's go and ask for some money first to buy a good coffin." ”

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In front of the Duan Mansion, a small Taoist priest knelt in front of the corpse of the old Taoist.

After a while, a maid came out and walked up to Chen Changan.

"Our lady said, look at your pitiful thing, give you some jewelry, you can go and bury the nonsense. ”

Chen Changan wiped a handful of tears and said, "Thank you on my behalf." ”

"Alas, Dao Chief, what a good person...", the little maid wept as she spoke, turning back to her house, her steps trembling a little.

Master won't even be able to do this maid...

When the people left, Zhang Daniu came out and said incredulously: "Chang'an, you really want to get the money! Let me see how much you give." ”

Chen Changan hurriedly stuffed it into his arms, this lady and his master, really had an adulterous relationship, and gave so much.

went to the coffin shop and bought some funeral supplies, and Chen Changan took his own laborers to bury the master in the backyard of the Taoist temple.

After kowtowing three times in front of the grave, Chen Changan looked at the "Tomb of the Teacher's Confused Taoist" for half an hour.

"Master, you're right, life is too short, and since you have the opportunity, how can you cower and wince. Master, you rest here in peace, and your disciples have gone to find eternal life..."

Before leaving, Chen Changan called Zhang Daniu again, gave him some remaining silver, and asked him to go to the market to buy a cheap donkey and come back to travel.

"Da Niu, you can keep the rest of the money for yourself, take care of this Taoist temple, and give my master a pillar of incense every year today. ”

Zhang Daniu nodded, with some philistine excitement in his eyes, and he finally didn't have to pay rent anymore.

Two quarters of an hour later, looking at the skinny donkey, Chen Changan had the heart to kill.

Zhang Daniu was a little embarrassed, grabbed the money bag hard, and said: "This donkey looks thin, but in fact, it is in spirit, how far away it is to yell at me, I think it is mostly related to you." ”

As soon as I thought that I was about to cultivate immortals, the means of transportation would definitely change from this thin donkey to a flying sword, swishing around in the sky, I don't know how windy.

"Alas, poor mortal, I don't bother to bother with you. ”

Chen Changan went to the master's tomb again to burn some paper and cried.

Riding on the thin donkey, the little Taoist priest left, and the Taoist temple was a little deserted.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Daniu came to the grave and looked at the tombstone blankly.

Suddenly, there was a sound of cracking earth, and the old Taoist priest in the tomb slowly crawled out.

His shriveled palm gently brushed over the head of the sluggish Zhang Daniu.

Zhang Daniu, the farmer of the philistine, became very happy with his expression, and a cow's cry spread.

In the light, Zhang Daniu's whole body turned into a fierce beast little by little, its shape was like a cow, his body was black, there was a horn on his forehead, his eyes were looking forward to life, and his four hooves were entwined with firelight.

The old Taoist priest rode on this beast and glanced at the place where Chen Changan had left, the corners of his mouth smiled inadvertently, and his eyes were a little indescribably weird.

A flash of light flashed, the tomb returned to its original state, and there was no longer a figure in the Taoist temple...