Three meals a day, no more, no less, one meal a day, too little?

The huge hall is full of aroma, and the food is divided into meat and vegetables. On one side: steamed bread and white rice, wotou pickles and flour cakes, gruel with more soup, and less oily vegetables. On one side: stewed chicken and duck braised fish, round meat buns and flat meat patties, vegetables and vegetables are not bad meat, and the soup is full of oil. There are also many Taoist priests, divided into old and small, old and young half, and sitting in the middle. One is: more than a dozen old Taoist elders with bright hair, pure heart and few desires, dozens of black hair are Taoist chiefs, abstain from meat and eat less slowly. One is: dozens of Dao are young and strong, have a good appetite and a large amount of food, and more than 20 little Taoist priests are gobbling up the fragrance of food.

In the mountains, you don't abstain from meat and food, you can sit on whatever you want, each has its own advantages, and each takes what you need. There is only one meal in the dining hall, but it is also rich and varied, but eating, it is enough! Mountain people are not immortals, and there is no recipe for opening valleys, eat good cultivation, do not eat and panic from hunger. What's more, what's more, after a long time, the stomach is unbearable, and they will be hungry for two days without eating! At this time, no one speaks, and everyone eats and drinks with their heads bored. A group of little Taoist priests have not yet achieved their bones, but they deeply understand the truth, and they are all like flying.

The first time Daoist Fang came, he was a little fresh, eat a few bites, take a few looks, eat a few bites, take a few looks, a lot of meals, hot everywhere, and the food was not bad. A lot of old ways, a group of old miscellaneous hairs, left and right are small miscellaneous hairs, generally no two years old, know each other, eat and drink, the old cow and fox ignore their own family, persimmon stupid people don't care about talking, everyone seems to have a grudge against rice, and the nonsense is fierce and abnormal!

Are you all sick? Why are you in a hurry? Eat slowly, drink slowly, you can't finish the meal, there's still a lot of food over there. Daoist Fang sighed, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and slowly paced over to make his own choice. The buns are more fragrant, the meatloaf is too greasy, this dish is okay, that dish is a little cold, pick three and pick four, pick fat and pick thin, I want to catch all my favorite food, and there are three gongs in my ears -

When, when, when.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable-" All the Dao put down the dishes and chopsticks, and chanted solemnly in unison.

Suddenly, everyone stood up and left the table. Looking blankly, the old road went out in turn.

Daoist Fang stood still, unclear for a while.

Zhao Ben passed by quietly and left a low voice: "Boss, the time has come, leave quickly." ”

"Leave, where are you going?This is not full, it doesn't matter what time it is!" Fang Daoist disdainfully walked away, regardless of returning to his seat to eat. All the Daoists were amazed in their hearts, and the expressions on their faces were different, and the time had come for the hall to be full, and the gong sounded. This is the rule, who doesn't know? Everyone here looked sideways to remind them, and there they ate and drank calmly and were indifferent: "It's not a proper system! Fang Yin, quickly get out of your seat!"

Daoist Fang glanced at it, stood up, and continued to eat.

Lu Daochang stepped forward quickly, suppressed the anger in his chest, and whispered: "There are rules here, it's past dinner now!" Fang Yin, you don't know ......" Before he finished speaking, Daoist Fang wiped the corners of his mouth, put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "I know Master, I'll leave!" Lu Daochang let out a long breath and turned around and walked towards the hall door. The general walked out of the door, and suddenly heard the noise behind him, and when he saw it, his heart was on fire again, and the anger of the Taoist chief could not be suppressed!

A large group of people were scattered around to watch the excitement, and the people who were making trouble were none other than a few of their own apprentices! A few small people were pulling and pulling loudly and making noise, all of them were blushing and thick-necked, and all of them were raising their eyebrows and raising their eyes! At that moment, dozens of division commanders and Taoist friends looked at each other, their eyes were subtle but not revealing, and they seemed to have a great meaning. Lu Changlian was angry and anxious, and stepped forward and shouted angrily: "Presumptuous! Don't stop!" Niu Dazhi responded and bowed down to report: "Master, Senior Brother Fang stole the steamed buns, and even more refused to admit it! Supreme Heavenly Venerable - this person is really a serious sin, please punish Master severely!"

Everyone laughed and had their own fun for a while. Lu Daochang coughed dryly twice, and stretched his horse's face: "Fang Yin, did you steal steamed buns?" Fang Yin stood tall and said with a blank face: "What are you stealing steamed buns? How can there be such a thing? He is talking nonsense with his eyes open!" Hu Fei jumped up and yelled: "Mom, Master! This kid stole it! Senior brother and I have seen it!" Zhao Ben and Yuan Shi glanced at each other and lowered their heads. Lu Changlian looked at it and said slowly: "Fang Yin, be honest. Ask again for the teacher, did you steal the steamed buns?"

"Didn't steal!"

Daoist Fang is determined, and everyone is discussing, and there is no agreement. Lu Daochang sighed and said helplessly: "Fang Yin, since you said that you didn't steal, then what is in your arms?" Everyone looked at each other, but when they saw that under the little Taoist priest's cyan robe, where the chest and abdomen met, two groups of things were puffed up in a grand manner, and they looked at the side of the mountain into a peak, which was very eye-catching! There are even a few little Taoist priests with reddish faces, and they frequently peek at each other, not knowing what to think in their hearts.

Fang Yin was not in a hurry, he reached into his arms and touched out the two things, which were round and snow-white, and they were a pair of big steamed buns! The human and material evidence were all there, and the facts of the case were revealed, but the thief did not admit his guilt and surrendered to the law, and he was still very rampant: "What do you see! Haven't you seen a steamed bun?" Seeing this, the Dao Dao became more and more surprised, and they were also a little admired, and they said in their hearts that this person was thick-skinned enough, which was really impressive! Lu Daochang shouted: "Fang Yin! You still don't admit it!"

Boss Fang raised the steamed bun and took it one by one: "Master, I really didn't steal it, this is, I took it clearly!" Niu Dazhi shouted: "Master, don't listen to his quibbles!" Daoist Fang laughed, his face was disdainful: "Two broken steamed buns, still used to steal? Hmph! If I want to steal, how can I let you see it!" Shangqing has been a religion for thousands of years, and there have been sneaky things, but if he steals so confidently, this person is probably the first one! All the Taoists were greatly admired, and they praised each other, thinking that this little Taoist priest named Fang Yin was very courageous!

If the son does not teach, the father is wrong, the teaching is not strict, and the teacher is lazy. Whether he took it or stole it, ridiculed or laughed, seeing that his apprentice had lost face, the master was even more disgraced! Lu Daochang was ashamed and annoyed for a while, and he was so angry that he rushed forward and threw a heavy hand on him, beating this stubborn man half to death! But under the attention of everyone, how could he do it? Lu Changlian sighed and said angrily: "Fang Yin, you don't understand the rules, and I don't care about you as a teacher! Put down the steamed buns and go back to talk about it!"

Those who don't know are not to blame, this is for others. What if you go back? It's better to be embarrassed than to be at home. The master had good intentions, so he pulled a long face to speak, but he deliberately wanted to protect his shortcomings. Ideas are always good, mostly self-deception, if Daoist Fang is interested at this time, it would be fine, but Daoist Lu is just wishful thinking. The ignorant are fearless, but how can they make such a fuss about taking two steamed buns! Let's talk about it when we go back? Let's make it clear now! Boss Fang will not suffer a loss anywhere, how can he go back with the infamy of stealing steamed buns, and care about his bullshit rules!

Daoist Fang laughed a few times, looked around proudly and said: "It's just a big fart, what kind of bird rules!Haha, who can tell Lao Tzu?" Master Lu was disgraced, looking up to the sky and closing his eyes, wanting to cry only hating the sky and having no eyes; the senior brothers also felt ashamed, looking down at the ground, wanting to drill the pity seamlessly; the people were secretly angry, and wanted to speak but couldn't speak, and they all glared at the person in the field.

It's good to have a fresh face, who is this person?

When no one spoke, the hall became unusually quiet. Seeing that a group of old Daoists and middle Daoists had all gone to their own towns, Daoist Fang became more and more proud, and shouted arrogantly: "Why are you dumb? Who said that you are still you!" The sky was already dark, and under the bright light and shadow, I saw a small Taoist priest in the field holding steamed buns and pointing, with a flying and domineering attitude, and his expression was incomprehensible! All the Daoists turned their heads and looked away, and retreated and dodged one after another, as if avoiding the plague.

"I can't bear it, I don't need to endure it anymore! Anyway, I have lost my face, so I just slap this rebel to death, and then ask the master and the master to ask for guilt!"

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable - long and incorruptible, can not be made. ”

An old voice suddenly sounded, and its voice was calm and dignified. Lu Changlian was shocked, saluted, and said respectfully: "Changlian is rude, and I ask Uncle Jiang to forgive me, but this rebel is too stubborn, Changlian really can't, hey!" The Taoist priest on the side was shocked, and turned his head and shouted: "Okay, you Lu Lao Dao! But you sneak attack me?" Lu Changlian held back his anger and said with a bitter face: "Uncle Jiang, look at this-"

"Changlian, as a teacher, remember to handle everything fairly, and convince people with virtue! Uncle Shi has told you many times-" Lu Changlian bowed his head helplessly, and said yes again and again, Fang Yin felt strange when he saw this, but he saw an old Taoist, with white beard and white hair, and old eyes were dizzy, and he was preaching with a serious face, and his voice was full of violent, and he was like the third grandson of Lu Laodao! Fang Daoist was greatly relieved, laughed, and stepped forward to help: "Bai Mao'er old Dao, you said it very well!"

Lu Changlian glared at him, and reprimanded in a deep voice: "It's not big or small, it's called Uncle Shi!" Fang Yin turned a deaf ear, salivating at the old Dao Hehe: "Old Dao, you are not bad, you are a reasonable person at first glance!" As soon as these words came out, the old Dao was overjoyed, brushed his white beard and said with a smile: "Jin Yu's good words, they are touching from the bottom of their hearts, they are a little Taoist boy, and they know it, it's just that! Chang Lian, you come to see how Uncle Shi handles this matter fairly, you must experience it with your heart." ”

Lu Daochang hung his head and retreated, and said in his heart, uncle, you should first experience it with your heart!

The old Taoist elder smiled and said, "Little Daoist, do you know that you must abide by the rules to enter here?" Fang Yin lowered his eyebrows and replied respectfully: "I don't know." The old Taoist nodded with a smile: "Even if you don't know, I can't blame you for this matter, now I'll tell you, okay?" Daoist Fang nodded again and again, clapping his hands! One person's face was full of admiration, and the meaning of admiration was overflowing.

The old one speaks, the little one is obedient, and everything looks normal.

The next moment is a matter of course, the old way convinces people with reason, the small road follows the rules, and a storm disappears invisibly.

In the end, the old Taoist showed a hand, and Lu Daochang learned a hand, and both were perfect.

It's a pity that it's hard to have both.

If not, someone left a hand.;