Chapter 8 Leaving Words for Taoist Priests

Feng Wudao rode on a horse, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and when he drank it, he would look up to the sky and laugh, half crazy and half crazy, and the frightening wind rode a horse and followed behind Feng Wudao, as if he was accustomed to it, but when there was no wine gourd in Feng Wudao's hand, he would hand the wine he was holding to Feng Wudao.

Yu Wenyong followed at the end, looking at Feng Wudao silent, since leaving Sixiang Gate, he happened to see a tavern on the side of the road, Feng Wudao liked to drink the most, so he dismounted and walked into the tavern, he looked up at the wine and asked: "Restaurant, what you write on the wine is a bit interesting." ”

A white-haired old man walked out of the tavern, saw that the tavern was coming for business, greeted him with a smile, and looked up at Feng Wudao: "Objectively speaking, the old man has never read a book, and he doesn't know how to read, and the old man can't understand what is written on this wine bottle." ”

"Oh, then why are you standing on this wine table?" asked Feng Wudao with a smile.

The old man smiled: "The old man has been buying wine here on the roadside for many years, and although the business is passable, it is only so. Two years ago, a Taoist came to the tavern to drink, and after drinking it, he praised the old man's wine, and said that he wanted to write a flag for the old man. The Taoist laughed and said, "Wine can intoxicate the gods, and he asked the heavens with a pot." The old man is so misty that he doesn't know if he can understand it objectively?"

Feng Wudao listened to it and said with a smile: "Restaurant, although I recognize a few words, but I don't understand it, it seems that the Taoist is a master." ”

"Since it is objectively said, it must be true, the old man originally wanted to change this wine, after all, there are a few people in a small place like ours who can have the insight of a cultivator, and the writing is subtle, but they can't understand it. Now listening to the objective words, the old man has broken this thought, so let's keep it. ”

"Actually, it doesn't hurt if you want to change it, I say a few words, see if the store may be in the right place?"

"Objectively, please speak. The old man said with a smile.

Feng Wudao pointed to the sky: "Drink, don't ask!"

After the old man heard it, he read it a few times in his mouth, waved his hand and said: "The four words objective are too straightforward, and they still sound wonderful as the Taoist chief." ”

"Don't like the restaurant?"

The old man laughed and said: "The old man can't say clearly, don't be angry objectively." ”

Feng Wudao said with a smile: "The restaurant is laughing, I just read some books, compared with the words of the Taoist chief, the realm is indeed a little far behind." Haha, don't talk about it, restaurant, two pots of good wine. ”

"Objectively, please sit down, the old man will go and get the wine. ”

Yu Wenyong glanced at the wine and sneered: "What a big breath, ask the heavens with a pot? Only the emperor in this world dares to say this, how can a Taoist priest be virtuous?"

"Then Yuwen Gongzi, how can he criticize that Dao Master?" Feng Wudao laughed.

"Why can't this son say? Since that Taoist priest dares to write, I can say it. ”

"Guest, the wine is here. ”

Feng Wudao opened the wine jug, smelled it, and said to the old man: "Restaurant, good wine." ”

The guest officer laughed, home-brewed turbid wine is just a home-brewed wine, as long as the guest officer is happy to drink, the old man will be satisfied. ”

Feng Wudao put the wine glass aside, picked up the wine jug and drank it up.

"Shocking wind, did you ever see a Taoist priest two years ago?"

Hearing Feng Wudao's question, Feng Feng thought for a long time: "Back to the master, my subordinates don't remember what Taoist priests came to Su Yecheng. ”

"It seems that that Dao Leader is not simple. ”

Yu Wenyong was also very thirsty all the way, so he poured himself a glass of wine and drank it, frowning: "This can also be regarded as wine?"

Feng Wudao glanced at Yuwen Yong: "Yuwen Gongzi is used to drinking the elixir and jade liquid, so he naturally doesn't look down on the wine in the country shop, but ah, what others drink is the state of mind, and what Yuwen Gongzi drinks is just the taste." ”

"What kind of state of mind, what else can you drink when you drink?" Yu Wenyong never touched the wine glass again, and shouted to the old man: "Bring me a bowl of well water!"

Feng Wudao smiled and shook his head: "Shocking wind, you also sit down and drink two glasses." ”

"The subordinates also have to protect the safety of the master, and they can't drink. ”

Feng Wudao said: "You, your temperament is too restrained, when can you be as wanton as the wind as your name?"

"Master, subordinate ......"

Feng Wudao waved his hand: "I told you many years ago that naming you Shocking Wind is to make you change your character. Otherwise, your martial arts realm would have already reached a higher level. ”

"The subordinates understand the master's painstaking efforts, and it is the subordinates who have failed the master. Storm said.

"It's a small thing to disappoint me, but it's a big thing to disappoint yourself, and I won't say more, it's useless to say more. Feng Wudao drank two more pots, then turned over and got on the horse, and let the frightening wind carry seven or eight pots of wine and continue on the road.

Two years ago, it was when he was exiled to Su Ye City, and that Taoist priest also came to Su Ye City two years ago, I'm afraid it was more than just a coincidence. Feng Wudao thought about the words on the wine, and asked the heavens with a pot? This is obviously what the Taoist priest said to himself, but why did he leave such a sentence for himself? Feng Wudao has always done things only by asking the heart, not the sky. If you really can see that Taoist priest one day, Feng Wudao must talk to this person.

Feng Wudao was already drunk and staggered on his horse, Yu Wenyong saw it in his eyes, and said to the frightened wind: "You don't care about your master, he will fall off the horse sooner or later." ”

The frightening wind said: "You can't disturb the master at this time. ”

"Excuse me, what kind of disturbance is this, does it really depend on him falling off his horse?" Yu Wenyong sneered, I really don't know what this cold-faced man thinks.

He pulled the reins, rode forward, and shouted to Feng Wudao: "Feng Wudao, why don't we find a place to live first?"

Feng Wudao laughed in a daze, but he didn't pay attention to Yu Wenyong.

Yu Wenyong snorted coldly, why did he want to talk to an intoxicating person. Looking at the frightening wind again, I really "admire" this pair of master and servant, a drunkard and an old-fashioned. On the contrary, he had to worry about the two of them, although he walked with them, but the way was different.

Fortunately, at dusk, the three of them came to a small town, and Yu Wenyong found an inn, no matter how windy and frightening, he didn't plan to sleep on the streets.

"Shopkeeper, come to a room. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Feng Wudao on three fingers, and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, come to three guest rooms, the room money, ask this son." ”

"Aren't you drunk, why did you wake up so quickly?" Yu Wenyong looked at Feng Wudao beside him, not knowing whether it was because of anger or surprise.

Feng Wudao smiled: "It's all said, others drink the artistic conception, you, what you drink is the taste." ”

"Pretending to be drunk is pretending to be drunk, what bullshit artistic conception!"

Feng Wudao took the key and walked upstairs with a frightened wind: "Yuwen Gongzi, I'll break the bank." ”

After entering the guest room, Feng Wudao sat at the table and asked, "Go and send someone to check, in the past two years, who among the three sects of Taoism has gone south." ”

"Master, have we never been at odds with the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism?"

"Hehe, I didn't say that I was looking for faults, but I just wanted to know why there were masters in Taoism who came to Suye City? ”

"Yes, my subordinates understand. I don't know who is the master going to hand it over?"

Feng Wudao thought for a moment and said, "This is a question, what is Taolin doing at this time?"

"Taolin works as a teacher in a village. ”

"Then let Lei Xiao go to this matter. Feng Wudao chuckled.

"Master......" The wind was about to speak and stopped.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. ”

Only then did the frightening wind say: "Do you really let Lei Xiao go? Lei Xiao is quite playful, if something goes wrong, I am afraid that I will miss the master's big event." ”

"It's okay, although Lei Xiao has a lot of fun, but if he is allowed to go, it will be much safer, after all, ......" Feng Wudao did not continue.

"Since the master has commanded it, the storm will do it," said the storm, and disappeared into the room.