The old Taoist closed the stall, picked up Xiao Feng's table and chairs, ran to the steamed bun shop like a turtle, and bought several large bags of steamed buns, half meat and half vegetables.
The waiter at the bun shop put it in a paper bag for him and asked him: "Taoist priest, why have you been so stingy recently? In the past few days, you have been buying meat buns."
The old Taoist sighed: "Business is not as good as it used to be. The weather is cold and there are fewer people going shopping. What's more, there are fewer people coming to Beijing. Many of the original people in the capital have already touched Master Xiao's table and sat down.
It’s passed Master Xiao’s chair. Except for a few devout and good people, no one is willing to spend money a second time.”
The waiter gave him an idea: "You can ask Master Xiao to set up a stall for another day. Those people will soon be willing to spend money again. That's what Master Xiao just sat at!"
The old Taoist's eyes lit up, and then he became sad: "Forget it, Master Xiao is no longer what he used to be. How can he show his face on the street again? Besides, you have also heard about the construction of the Taoist temple. At this juncture, Xiao
How can a real person have other thoughts?"
The clerk was not so pessimistic: "I think Mr. Xiao has a lot of affection for you. Otherwise, if you used the tables and chairs he left to make a fortune, he wouldn't say anything. It's just a sect for you to beg him at the expense of your face."
The middleman, maybe he will give you some face."
The old Taoist took the two big bags of steamed buns and said with his bony chest: "That's right, we met when we were poor, so naturally we have some friendship. But I understand the truth, how can I bother him at this time?"
Amid the roar of laughter from everyone, the old Taoist left with his buns and the table on his back like a tortoise immortal.
After walking a long way, the sky was still bright when he left the city gate. When it was already dark, the old Taoist stopped in front of a dilapidated gate. He stretched his aching waist and looked at the broken walls and walls in front of him.
Opening the door, listening to the frolicking coming from inside, a smile appeared on his tired face.
He knocked on the door, and the door opened. An old man who was lame on one leg said with a smile: "You are back. These little ancestors are clamoring and refusing to drink porridge, saying that you will definitely come back with steamed buns. Isn't this spoiled?
?”
The old Taoist unloaded the table and chairs and put them carefully into his bedroom. It seemed that he would look at this money tree while sleeping at night. Then he carried two bags of buns and ran into the middle of the room excitedly, although it was a little shabby.
, but in the very spacious main room: "Children, the buns are here..."
He was like a chicken that had been strangled by the neck, and all the next words were stuck in his throat. He kept a smile on his face, but his body became stiff, and he stared blankly at a woman sitting behind a group of children.
The old man also followed and quickly introduced him to the Taoist: "This girl is from Beijing. She passed by our charity hall and donated five taels of silver! She wanted to have dinner with the children, so I made arrangements."
When the children saw the buns in the old man's hand, they cheered. Some of these children had some disabilities, but most of them were good and very lively. But they did not rush forward, but shouted with their fingers in their mouths and waited in a very orderly manner.
Divide the buns.
The old Taoist handed the buns to the old man and asked him to heat them up for the children before dividing them. Then he said to the woman: "This kind man, please come to the guest room to serve tea and talk."
The woman stood up and was actually half a head taller than the lame old man, but her figure was so good that she walked like willows swaying in the wind. The woman followed the old man out in a graceful manner. A girl shouted loudly: "Sister, please come back quickly.
"The buns will get cold." The woman turned back and smiled at her, revealing her snow-white teeth.
It was said to be a guest room, but it was actually just an empty room with a pair of old tables and chairs, which were quite clean. The woman smiled slightly, sat down, and looked at the old man.
The old Taoist did not sit down, but bowed and bowed: "A kind man invites you. It is really difficult for poor Taoists to do charity. If a kind man is generous, he will be rewarded."
The woman covered her mouth and smiled: "Stop pretending, you must have recognized me, otherwise you wouldn't have looked like that just now."
The old Taoist said in bewilderment: "Pretending? What are you pretending to be? There are no young women in Pindao's charity hall all the year round, and the good man is so beautiful. Pindao was panicked for a moment. It is true that his Taoist heart is not firm and he feels ashamed. Don't blame the good man."
The woman smiled even more happily: "You are a fortune teller on the street. What woman have I never seen before? I am not that beautiful yet. What's more, you don't look lustful, but scared."
The veteran will continue to pretend to be stupid to the end: "It's true that I am amazed and not scared. Good people should not joke."
The woman smiled and said: "It's pointless for you to pretend to be stupid. If I didn't know your identity, you might have fooled me. But now that I've found out your origin, it's not like I've never shown up on the street. With you,
With your eyesight, how could you not remember me and know my identity?"
The old Taoist kept his salute posture and wanted to make a final struggle: "I am old, my eyes are seriously damaged, and my memory is also damaged..."
The woman put down her hand covering her mouth and stood up, a little taller than the old Taoist: "It's really strange. Isn't Tathagata a Buddhist? How come Thousand-Armed Tathagata ended up becoming a Taoist priest?"
The old man straightened up slowly, his eyes full of sadness, and looked at the woman in front of him: "Are you Rouge Tiger or Rouge Leopard?"
The woman smiled sweetly: "I am the elder sister, and the younger sister is in the house. It's such an honor. When my sisters were wandering around the world, Thousand-Armed Tathagata had already disappeared. I didn't expect you to know our sisters' nicknames. I thought you only knew me as Mr. Yan.
The people around you still underestimate you after all."
The old Taoist shook his head: "I have seen you sisters accompany Yan Shifan out. Although there is only one person at a time and they are wearing men's clothes, the human body shape cannot be changed. Such tall twin beauties, with such excellent martial arts, it is not possible to come here.
There are only two sisters.
Although I have retired from the world, I am not blind or deaf. Is there anything I haven’t heard of in the capital, a place where three religions are mixed together? What do you want to do when you come to me?"
Yan Zhihu smiled sweetly and was indescribably charming: "Master Yan has found out your identity. He has always been courteous to virtuous corporals and wants to recruit you."
The old Taoist smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't you tell him that apart from Qinggong and stealing, Thousand-Armed Tathagata's martial arts are not worth mentioning?"
Rouge Tiger pointed at the old man's chest with his white, slender and powerful fingers, like a beautiful big cat: "There are countless people with high martial arts skills, just like the four ronin who lost their lives two days ago. Which one is not a master?
But how many people like you are there in the world?"
The old Taoist shook his head: "He wants me to steal things? I quit stealing in the golden basin and stopped stealing twenty years ago. In the past twenty years, I have deceived people and performed on the streets. Later, I came to see Taoist priests as good
I just became a Taoist priest, but I never stole anything again. My craftsmanship has been lost a long time ago, please ask Master Yan to hire another expert."
Yan Zhihu shook his head and pouted and said: "He is Yan Shifan. Do you know that he is extremely smart and cruel? If he is a reasonable and good man, will my sister follow him? If you don't want to use your hands for him, I'm afraid
It’s useless.”
The old Taoist's face turned pale, but his tone became calm: "The poor Taoist's hand is here, and he knows that he is no match for the girl, so he asked the girl to chop it off and tell Master Yan."
Yan Zhihu tilted his head and looked at him, suddenly burst into laughter: "I heard a rumor at first, and I just took it as a joke. Now that you look like this, maybe the rumor is true. Forget it, Mr. Yan said it.
, if you really don’t want to be supported, then just do it for him once, and he will never look for you again."
The old man stopped talking and stretched out his two hands and put them on the table. Yanzhihu looked at these two ordinary hands and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that you have really made up your mind. I can't
I will chop off your hand for this."
The old Taoist looked at her in surprise, and Rouge Hu smiled brightly: "But those children look quite pitiful. They have no father or mother, and they are still lonely in this world. Do you think they would be happier if they died?"
The old Taoist's face suddenly turned pale, and he took a step closer to Yan Zhihu: "You can't do that. Although your sisters have a bad reputation in the world, you are not killing innocent people indiscriminately."
At this time, the lame old man came in with two cups of tea: "Girl, have some tea. This is good tea. The Taoist priest bought it from the city a few days ago and left it for me to entertain the kindhearted people who came to give alms."
Yan Zhihu took the tea cup with a smile: "Uncle, do you think people like me are bad people?"
The lame old man was startled and said with a smile: "Young lady is joking, she is a kind-hearted person." He turned around and limped away.
One hand grabbed the old man's neck as fast as lightning, and the other hand grabbed the wrist of that hand faster, but was shaken away by the hand, which only made the hand pause for a moment.
"Okay!" Both hands disappeared in the air instantly and retracted to where they belonged.
The old man turned his head in surprise and couldn't see the face of the old man with his back turned to him. He only saw the tall and beautiful girl smiling at him, very charming.