Guo Baisui called Zhou Yun to become a Xuancheng Taoist, Zhou Yun was glad in his heart, fortunately, this emperor Lao'er is a believer, if he believes in Buddhism, your uncle's Lao Tzu will be shaved today.

In my heart, I pushed this hypothetical one step further, if I returned to the Dragon Protector Villa after being a monk for a month, I don't know what the expressions of Mei Shuyao, Shi Qin, and Shi Jian would be.

Hehe, when Zhou Yun thought of it, he could strip naked with these three beauties and participate in Huanxi Zen...... Two big bald heads on top and bottom.

Zhou Yun thought about it, and a stupid and a little cheap smile appeared on his face.

"Xuancheng's nephew"

"Xuancheng's nephew"

Only then did Zhou Yun remember that Lao Tzu was Xuan Cheng.

Hurriedly saluted the person who screamed the ghost, and said slowly, "I don't know what Uncle Qingjing commands?"

The Taoist priest called Pure was not pure at all, at least in front of Zhou Yun, and he angrily rebuked:

"Xuan Cheng, I've been paying attention to you for a long time, you haven't finished wiping the hall for a long time, you can't do this little thing well, my Zixiaguan is not a place to raise idlers, I don't care how you got in, if you don't work hard, just get out of me"

Zhou Yun had no good impression of the monks.

As the saying goes, greedy cooks are lazy monks, greedy and lazy kings, these monks are social parasites and lazy ghosts in Zhou Yun's eyes.

Qingjing's attitude was extremely bad, Zhou Yun's heart was angry, his eyes opened, and the pure Taoist was scared to take a step back, "Xuancheng, what are you going to do?"

"Uncle Shi, let Jean, poor road to fetch water to clean the ancestral hall"

Zhou Yun pushed the Taoist man, the Taoist stood unsteadily, and even after taking a few steps back, he still fell to the sky, Zhou Yun turned a blind eye and walked out of the ancestral hall, thinking to himself Your uncle, this ancestral hall is so clean that you can lick it with your tongue, and you really treat Lao Tzu as a girl.

The pure Taoist looked at Zhou Yun's back and shouted: "Xuan Cheng, you wait for Lao Tzu, if you can stay in the Zixia Temple, Lao Tzu will call you Uncle in the future."

The quiet Taoist speaks, and the rivers and lakes are full of atmosphere.

Zhou Yuntou walked out of the ancestral hall without looking back, and when he looked out, he saw that the entire Zixia Temple was busy, preparing for the arrival of the emperor.

At this time, there was a roar of cranes in the sky, and several handsome red-crowned cranes landed in front of the ancestral hall, these cranes were not afraid of people at all, and they combed their feathers with their long beaks.

"Alas, the ancestors are hey, but they are willing to fly back"

The Pure Daoist saw that this immortal crane didn't even have time to reprimand Zhou Yun.

"Don't fly away these days, stay here and feed you fish every day."

Zhou Yun entered the Zixia Temple, and it was only for one day, but it can be regarded as a lot of knowledge, what kind of royal Taoist temple is it, it is all fake.

When I first arrived at this time, I saw that in the Zixia Temple, the crane gave birth to a red top, the turtle had green hair, there were apes in the trees in the forest, and there were white deer in the sedges, which was a fairy atmosphere.

After a day, I knew that these cranes were fed by Qingjing, the naughty ape was trained by Qingxu, and the white deer grazing were managed by Qingping.

These things are much more difficult than raising pigs, just because they are not raised for slaughter and meat to eat, but for other purposes, so it is required not only to feed these animals well, but also to train them well, so that they can play a magical role at a critical moment.

For example, when the Xia Emperor comes, there can be apes offering fruits, or cranes dancing, and white deer kowtowing, of course, the real purpose is not just to perform and watch.

The ultimate goal is to write history books.

The historian naturally would not write that the emperor went to Zixia Temple, and took everyone to watch a circus together, if it was really written like this, when the emperor was in a good mood at the time, he would tell him not to write in the future, and when he was in a bad mood at the time, he would tell them not to eat in the future.

The correct way to write is that the historians waved their pens and wrote that the Holy Son of Heaven came to Zixia Temple, and there were strange beasts to worship, and the virtue of the Son of Heaven influenced all things.

In this way, when future generations read history, they felt that he was a generation of Ming Jun, and Zhou Yun saw many rehearsals with his own eyes, and the people thought that the white deer was a strange beast, and he kept worshipping a lean Taoist.

The pure Taoist tamed the crane, and Zhou went to the side to watch with interest.

"Go, go, go, what should you do, why go," said another Taoist in his forties at the side of the Patriarch's Hall.

Zhou Yun looked at it and recognized that this person was the one who raised the green turtle, Zhou Yun was immediately furious, others raise cranes, apes, and reindeer are still a technical job, you fucking raise turtles, you are idle all day long, and you come to pretend to be forced in front of Lao Tzu.

"Xuan Cheng, you can't be deaf"

The one who raised the green-haired turtle was still scolding, Zhou Yun didn't say a word, he stepped forward and slapped this person in the face. There was a loud bang, which scared the quiet Taoist who tamed the crane next to him.

Qing Jing was glad in her heart that she was not slapped by Xuan Cheng just now, if she was really beaten, then even if she drove this kid out of Zixia Temple, it would be a big loss of face.

"You dare to hit me!" the man who raised the green turtle was surprised.

Zhou Yun cocked his thumb at himself, and said domineeringly: "Lao Tzu is the one who beat you, you don't go to inquire, Lao Tzu was brought into the view by the head of Zhuyun Dao." You dare to pretend in front of me, believe it or not, I let the real person drive you all out of Zixia Temple one by one, and tell you all to return to your old business, go to the street to be a bad artist, and be bullied by hooligans. ”

As soon as these two people heard that Zhou Yun was not small, and Zhuyun Zhenren was his backer, they immediately confessed, and together with the Qingjing Dao people, they were afraid for a while, these two people themselves were street performers, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

Zhou Yun reprimanded: "I, Zixiaguan, treat you very kindly, and rarely restrain you, this Zixiaguan is not your master, don't be embarrassed by a few of you, there are many people in the world who can tame beasts, if you don't want to do it, get out of Lao Tzu as soon as possible." ”

Of course, Zixiaguan is not Zhou Yun's master, but when he said this, he was arrogant and domineering, as if Zixiaguan was opened by his family, and he didn't take Zhuyun's request for him to be low-key at all.

"Yes, yes, I will do my best to do things in the future, and I also ask Senior Brother Xuancheng to say a few more good words to Zhuyun Zhenren."

Zhou Yun's face changed for the better, and he said to the Taoist who raised the green-haired turtle: "You, carry the water and wipe the ancestral hall again, I will check in the afternoon, there is a little dust, you will immediately roll up the package and leave."

The guy hurriedly went to fetch water,

Zhou Yun said again: "I'll raise your green-haired turtle for a few days."

Zixia was busy, and Zhou Yun walked straight to the back mountain with his back hand, which was very quiet, and a small stream flowed down from the top of the mountain.

Zhou Yun found a big stone to lie on it, and began to wander into the void.

I don't know how long I slept, I heard someone calling "Brother Zhou, Gongzi Zhou" Listening to the voice was a little familiar, Zhou Yun listened to it again, and immediately heard that the person was his old acquaintance, congratulations.

Zhou Yun hurriedly sat up, urging the internal strength to shout: "Lao He, I'm here", the voice is not loud, but it can be transmitted to the extreme, in the rivers and lakes, this is generally called a thousand miles of sound, the deeper the internal strength, the farther the sound spreads, but Zhou Yun's voice can be controlled very well, and the sound is transmitted to He within ten zhang around him.

After a short time, He Qi came to Zhou Yun's side, and he didn't see He Qi in shape for a few days.

"Brother Zhou, it's really not easy to find you, in fact, brother, I went to Zixia Temple yesterday afternoon to look for you, but it's a pity that those stinky Taoist priests didn't let me see you"

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