Night Ship Lingxi City, the private courtyard of the city lord.
Chen Ping'an took a nap for an unknown amount of time. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was already in the house, sitting on a chair.
Pei Qian next to him said softly: "Master, you can keep your eyes closed for a while."
The old scholar sitting opposite stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Just rest, it doesn't matter. If you take a moment of leisure from your busy work, the sky will not fall."
The Confucian Temple and the Military Ancestral Court had become a mess, and they wanted him to go back and take charge of the overall situation. The old scholar just pretended that he didn't hear and didn't know.
Ning Yao said: "Wu Shuangjiang has returned to Qingming Tianxia, leaving two close objects to Cui Dongshan. All the rewards he can give are put in them. Those who didn't bring them with him can be used by Xiaomo after he hands out a sword.
, Immediately go to Qingming World, first go to the Taoist Temple of Mingyue Haocai, and then ask Senior Bixiao to accompany Xiaomo to the New Year's Eve Palace. In this way, you can enjoy the scenery openly, and there is no such thing as Bai Yujing's side.
Dare you say anything more? Mr. Zheng is still outside in the yard and wants to chat with Bai Jing for a few words."
Chen Ping'an nodded. Directly opposite Jiang She, who was sitting with the big horse golden sword, he put his hands in his sleeves, turned sideways, and put his arms on the handle of the chair. For a moment, he didn't know how to talk to Pei Qian next to him.
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In the courtyard outside the door, Zheng Juzhong returned the two flying swords "upstream" and "downstream" to Bai Jing and thanked her.
Xie Gou was unsuspecting and went straight to retrieve the natal flying sword. He didn't worry about Zheng Juzhong's manipulation. He grinned and said: "Hey, my rank has improved a lot. I should say thank you to Mr. Zheng. Nothing like this will happen again in the future.
If you have a chance to ask for a sword, just say hello and borrow it without fail."
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "Reciprocity is a courtesy."
Xie Gou felt inspired and said: "In the past, the most boring thing on the Tao was competing with fellow sword cultivators. Apart from a worthless Tao title, there was no profit at all. I once forcibly peeled off many flying swords, but it was always difficult.
When I use them for my own use, they are all refining to waste. It is a waste of time, a waste of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and makes me angry to death. Those useless swords are at best used to scare people. Over time, my reputation becomes bad, and everyone misunderstands that I have seventy-eight.
Flying the natal sword, haha, it’s all a misunderstanding.”
Zheng Juzhong has his own opinion, "It's because the number of trials and errors is not enough."
Xie Gou hummed, nodded vigorously and said: "At that time, there were too few Taoist friends who could chat seriously. Swordsmanship, Taoism, and cultivation were all left to my own imagination. It would have been better if I had met Mr. Zheng earlier."
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said nothing.
Xie Gou understands that they have met each other a long time ago. Either the two of them are in love, or there is only one left. With her temper and patience, and Zheng Juzhong's brain, as long as each of them has murderous intentions, there will be no room for maneuver.
Xie Gou sighed: "It made such a big noise. Can you tell me the process in detail?"
Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said, "It's useless to talk more."
When he was leaving, Zheng Juzhong said something mindless, "If you get the Fa, you can write running script or cursive script, which can nourish your mind."
"Only writing in small regular script, the more you master it, the most energy-consuming it is."
"But the advantage is that it is suitable for long stories. Once written, it can be placed on the table or hung on the wall. The closer and longer it is looked at by knowledgeable observers, the more frightened it will be."
Xie Gou nodded and said: "I also thought about this in Luolu Mountain and Shiwanda Mountain, but I just couldn't make up my mind."
She understood Zheng Juzhong's intentions very well. Earlier in Luopo Mountain, when she saw Yu Xuan accepting the vision of purple energy as a gift from Taozu, Xie Gou felt very unhappy. It wasn't that she felt bad about others, but she was just angry about her own incompetence. She felt ashamed and carried her with her.
Dagger, just to see the mountains!
Bai Jing, a sword cultivator, had too much talent, too good a chance, and his practice was so smooth. In the world of thousands of years ago, whether it was about swordsmanship or grudges, Bai Jing didn't need any "long stories", they were all like daggers.
Xie Gou raised his chin and whispered: "Mr. Zheng, why don't you go to the house to calm things down? I'm afraid there will be another quarrel and another fight."
Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said: "I'm useless there, it's not a place where I can reason."
Xie Gou was shocked and said: "Mr. Zheng, why should you belittle yourself?"
Zheng Juzhong laughed at himself: "I have never known what words are. Family, love and friendship are all the same."
Xie Gou looked pitifully and sighed: "It's just too pitiful."
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "It's not bad."
In the distance, Xiao Mo had no choice but to remind him loudly: "Don't be too big or too small when talking to Mr. Zheng."
Xie Gou put his hands on his hips and laughed, "Mr. Zheng, listen, Xiao Mo started to take care of me before I even walked through the door."
Zheng Juzhong said: "Then I would like to thank you two in advance on behalf of Palace Master Wu. He implores you to take care of fellow Daoist Konghou."
Xie Gou waved his hand, "What Wu Shuangjiang said is superfluous!"
She and Kong Hou, who is the music editor, are good sisters. They both come from the same hilltop.
Zheng Juzhong looked at Liu Xianyang and nodded in greeting.
Liu Xianyang smiled brightly and held hands with Gu Can's master.
After Zheng Juzhong left, he waved to the girl in the mink hat and said, "Gouzi, Gouzi, this way. Chief Zhou, who has worked hard and accomplished a lot, wants to see you for something."
We met in Lingxi City to exchange news. Liu Xianyang told the woman's explanation, and Cui Dongshan talked about his knowledge of the ancient battlefield sites.
The girl in the mink hat frowned, trotted all the way to Xiao Mo and stood next to her, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Shangzhen looked shy, rubbed his hands and said, "Sect Master Cui plans to recommend me to be the deputy mountain master. I wonder what Xie Cixi wants?"
Xie Gou rubbed his mink hat, frowned and said, "How many times did Chief Zhou need to be punched by Jiang She before he could say something like this? Is the injury serious? Don't worry about whether he is the mountain master or not, and hurry up and see the doctor."
Jiang Shangzhen continued to form cliques and lowered his voice: "Miss Xie, think about it, if I become the deputy mountain master, the chief enshrined position will be vacant. Who will fill the vacancy? Who will fill the vacant second seat?"
The top two in the same mountain, a perfect match for the immortal Taoist couple."
Xie Gou put his palm against his chin and thought about the matter seriously.
Liu Xianyang encouraged from the side: "Gouzi, what's so embarrassing about this? It's not cool!"
Xie Gou waved his hand and said disgustedly: "Friends are friends, and rules are rules. You really can't say anything about this kind of housework in a low-income country."
Xiao Mo's eyebrows were filled with haze, and he asked in his heart: "Zong Master Cui, the young master has lost so many life objects, and even the imitation white jade Kyoto was broken. If this has not damaged the foundation of the avenue, what can I do? How can I make up for it?
?The Taoist book given by Palace Master Wu is good, after all, water from afar cannot quench the thirst of the near."
Cui Dongshan said with a gloomy face: "Liu Xianyang and Pei Qian were present just now. I don't want to say anything. In fact, sir, even the five elements of natal objects were shattered together. In the small world of the human body, there are no natal objects left."
Xiao Mo said angrily: "Then what are you doing with Jiang She? Just kill him!"
Cui Dongshan felt extremely aggrieved and said helplessly: "This is a decision that my husband, Zheng Juzhong and Wu Shuangjiang made together. The wife of the master held back and didn't say anything. What can I say? It's useless to risk my life to remonstrate.
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Although Xie Gou couldn't hear his voice, he noticed something strange about Xiao Mo and quickly tried to dissuade him: "Xiao Mo, don't be impulsive. Mr. Zheng just said that he really wanted to kill Jiang She on the spot, leaving only his skeleton.
, even if we, the mountain owners, are truly genuine, we have completely made a business that cost us nothing."
Xiao Mo said with a gloomy face: "Zheng Juzhong, who is not even a swordsman, don't fucking talk to me about all this. If you don't kill Jiang She, crushing him to ashes, it will be the biggest obstacle to the Taoist mind. In the future battles,
If the sword ascends, there will be hidden dangers, and this is the greatest loss for the young master."
Xie Gou was also angry. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his mink hat wildly. His eyes widened and he said, "Smelly Xiao Mo! I have the final say on this kind of thing!"
Chen Ping'an's heartfelt voice sounded, "I have my own thoughts about the quarrel. I'll elaborate later. Also, Xiaomo, be polite when talking to Gouzi."
In addition, the three of them each heard a voice from their hearts, "Master Cui, you have made new achievements, right? I will settle the score with you later."
"Who are you showing your stinky face to? Hurry up and apologize to Xie Gou."
"You bitch, please be a little considerate of Xiaomo. Forget it, don't be considerate. You're just being considerate. He's just looking for scolding. Just scold him."
inside the house.
The atmosphere was weird and unusually dull.
The seats were arranged by the old scholar himself.
Here, sit the old scholar Jiang She and Wuyan.
Over there, Chen Ping'an, Pei Qian, and Ning Yao.
It was the old scholar who was the first to speak: "Ping'an, the general story and the general reason. Five Yan Taoist friends have all given us a general outline."
Chen Pingan, who originally had his hands in his sleeves, stretched out his sleeves when the teacher was speaking, nodded, looked at Pei Qian, and said: "No matter what the decision is, Master understands and supports it, and will definitely respect your choice."
Pei Qian had no expression on his face and said from between his teeth, "Then just accept the cheap parents."
Chen Pingan said: "Speak from your heart."
Pei Qian lowered his head.
Ning Yao reached out and rubbed Pei Qian's head and said with a smile: "Your master has won the battle, so there is nothing to worry about."
Just as Pei Qian was about to speak, Chen Pingan suddenly said: "I will decide this matter, Pei Qian?"
Pei Qian nodded vigorously.
Chen Pingan asked: "Jiang She?"
Jiang She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "You have the final say."
Wuyan's eyes lit up and he did not hide his gratitude.
The old scholar nodded gently. In this way, Pei Qiancai would be least embarrassed.
We, the literary sages, are the most protective and kind in the end!
There was silence in the room.
There is really nothing to talk about.
The girl in the mink hat swaggered to the door, knocked on the door furtively, and asked: "Mountain Master, Mountain Master's Madam, are you done talking? Can I dare to interrupt?"
Ning Yao didn't say anything. Chen Pingan nodded with a straight face and said, "Let's finish talking about the business."
Xie Gou said solemnly: "That's great. Chief Zhou has an immature idea. Before discussing matters at the Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall, we need to have some internal communication first so as not to put it on the official agenda later. You
She objected to me agreeing with him and said she wanted to discuss it again, making a fuss and arguing, which wasted the mountain master's precious time to practice Taoism."
Jiang She had a headache. Who did Bai Jing learn from?
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then wait until his idea is mature before we talk."
Jiang Shangzhen became anxious and quickly walked up the steps, "Mountain Master, this idea is a prudent decision after careful consideration!"
Xiao Mo stood next to Xie Gou and reached out to gently touch her head. Liu Xianyang crossed his arms across his chest and leaned against the door with a smile. He said that he must support Chief Zhou once. He looked at Chen Ping'an in the room and Liu Xianyang looked at him.
He gave a thumbs up. Cui Dongshan sat on the threshold, pecking at the rice, and raised his two fingers together, saying that he could guarantee that Chief Zhou's words were true. Jiang Shangzhen was confident that he was sure of his promotion. Wu Yan looked at his face.
Jiang She did not dare to look at the much calmer Pei Qian, or he could not bear to look at the other side. The man just looked gentle and patted the back of the Taoist monk's hand. Ning Yao held his chin with one hand and narrowed his eyes with a smile, as if he was talking to Pei Qian.
Qian Yi was talking about something in his heart. The old scholar took a long breath, leaned lazily on the back of his chair, turned his head and looked towards the brightly lit doorway with a smile.
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When Lao Zhouzi was finally willing to punt and leave the sect's territory, the lonely boat disappeared into the vast blue waves.
Qi Tingji carried a Qingni Blessed Land with him and was about to leave for Fuyaozhou to exchange the blessed land with Liu Shang himself.
First we went to the pavilion, where Shao Yunyan, Madam Yan Yan, and three disciples were drinking.
Shao Jianxian still had eyes instead of eyes and nose, so Qi Tingji didn't bother to explain anything to him. He just said that he wanted to go to Tianyao Township immediately, and went down the mountain to find Lu Zhi.
Liu Hui had previously told Qi Tingji to take him directly to Xuan Gong Blessed Land without having to make an extra trip, but Qi Tingji said that he still needed to discuss the matter with Lu Zhi and Shao Yunyan. When they were leaving, Qi Tingji, who agreed to help with the message, suggested Tianyao Township.
, might as well repair Bixiao Mountain first. Liu Hui thought for a moment and made a decision. He just couldn't help but ask, are you really not going to add any unnecessary extraneous information and annoy the viewer?
Qi Tingji said no more. Liu Hui gritted his teeth and issued a decree to all the members of the Ancestral Master Hall on the spot to make full efforts to repair the mountain!
Even if the old temple master sees through his mind and takes 10,000 steps back, Bixiao Mountain will be taken back, and the old temple master must be allowed to get a complete Bixiao Mountain.
The problem is that the half-treasures in the ancestral "multi-treasure bag" were either refined into natal objects by the ancestors of the past dynasties, or were lost in battles with others, which made Liu Shei extremely guilty and confused.
, it has been passed down from generation to generation to him, the current sect leader, what should we do?
Lu Zhi took his new disciples to climb the mountain together, and was a little curious, "Why did you choose such a name?"
The girl smiled sweetly and said: "It's homophonic, Cheng and Chen, tricolor and Sancai."
Back then, that man gave her a handful of snake gallstones.
Lu Zhi thought for a while and said, "I remember there seems to be a Buddhist allusion about the fifty-three ginseng of the boy who was good at making money?"
Cheng Sancai nodded and said: "According to Buddhist records, he traveled to one hundred and ten cities and visited fifty-three good friends. He has great perseverance and great wisdom."
In ancient times, before the battle of slaying the dragon, in terms of the amount of treasures, especially the rich collection of books, Dragon Palace claimed to be second, but no one dared to claim first.
Seeing Qi Tingji coming down from the mountain, Cheng Sancai looked a little nervous and said with a blessing, "I've met the old swordsman Qi."
There are so many sect leaders in the world, but only a few of them have inscriptions on the city walls?
So she thought it might be more sincere to call him this way.
Qi Tingji nodded, "I'll have a few words with your master, and you can walk around and have a look without any restraint."
Perhaps he was an old swordsman and quite decent. Qi Tingji looked gentle and added, "Welcome to join the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect. I will personally write the genealogy for the next meeting of the Ancestral Master Hall, and your apprenticeship ceremony will be held in the Ancestral Master Hall.
alright."
Cheng Sancai's face was full of gratitude, but in his heart he thought that the old swordsman Qi was actually kind, not as vicious and murderous as the rumors say.
After the girl left, Lu Zhi didn't speak, while Qi Tingji was trying to think of something to say. Earlier, Qi Tingji sadly said, "Life on the Dao is nothing to play with." It didn't mean that Lu Zhi tried to break through two realms in a row during the retreat, attain enlightenment, soar up, and directly merge with the Dao.
It's about why Lu Zhi peeled off a natal flying sword that was more precious than "Baopu" and gave it to others.
Who in the world except Chen Ping'an, who had been a hermit official, could make Lu Zhi do such a thing?! I have snatched a few sacrifices from you, dear guest, why don't you do this?!
If Lu Zhi hadn't said that she was not in a good mood at that time, Qi Tingji would probably have said another angry word. Do you want to become a Taoist couple with Chen Yinguan, follow the example of the common people in the mountains, and send love tokens?!
Even if you are bound to regret it later, let's talk about it later.
Even if Lu Zhi fell out on the spot, or even became angry and defected to Luopo Mountain, or left the genealogy and went to other continents to become a loose immortal, Qi Tingji would still be unhappy... Fortunately, the words came to his lips, but he still didn't say them out. Qi Tingji felt a little uncomfortable at this moment
Afraid.
Qi Tingji thought that this was the end of the matter and he would just call it a day. But when he saw Lu Zhi, he still couldn't help but chatter and complain.
"For example, when you go up a mountain to help someone, master and disciple give you opportunities on the mountain, and it depends on whether the other person can accept it. Anyone can refine the flying sword Beidou? Or it's a Taoist sect that is in harmony with the Taoist sect.
Either he is a great military monk who is always among the dead people..."
Qi Tingji thought he was a mother-in-law, so he stopped talking. He was surprised to find that Lu Zhi was not impatient, but just listened.
Qi Tingji was confused and joked with a smile: "Will your mood improve after you accept a disciple?"
Lu Zhi smiled and said: "You are the sect master, and it doesn't matter if you say a few words of sincerity. I'm just not as smart as you, and I'm not a heartless person."
Qi Tingji was speechless.
Lu Zhi explained seriously: "When you were angry at the time, you heard the sentence that you are the sect leader, and you felt that my words were stinging. But to be honest, I chose the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect to settle down at the beginning. It was really a simple idea, and I wanted to have a place to hide and relax.
That’s fine, it’s better to go to another continent, and there will be useless conversations everywhere. But after staying here for a few years, I really feel that you are very qualified to be the leader of the sect.”
Qi Tingji sighed with emotion: "So that's how it is. I thought it would be difficult to make Lu Zhi feel a sense of belonging within a hundred years. It seems that I, as the sect leader, have indeed done a pretty good job."
Lu Zhi said in her heart: "I just remembered something. Lu Chen advises you not to be too anxious about the Fourteenth Realm of Hedao. Of course, if the time is really right, just go with the flow and have to shoot the arrow. These are Lu Chen's original words, and they remain intact.
Move, word for word."
Qi Tingji looked calm and said with a smile: "Just take it as a suggestion, don't take it seriously, don't take it too seriously."
Qi Tingji had his own plan on how to practice sword practice.
It was not Qi Tingji who begged the Ascension Realm Great Demon to borrow his head to carve the words on the city head.
Visions appeared one after another in the sky.
Qi Tingji suddenly raised his head and looked to the sky, trying his best to look into the distance.
Lu Zhi also wanted to see more clues, so she removed the blindfold, shook her wrist, held a "Nan Ming", hung a "Wandering Blade" on her waist, and a "Blue Fish" that manifested the way of swordsmanship surrounded her.
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The sword light was too dazzling, Qi Tingji squinted his eyes, and after a moment, he had no choice but to turn his head, not to spy on more celestial phenomena.
Lu Zhi finally held back her laughter.
Qi Tingji had a sullen face and was silent for a long time before he choked out a sentence, "He is indeed the youngest hidden official in the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall."
Lu Zhi laughed endlessly.
The young-looking old swordsman had bright eyebrows and smiled.
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The bright moon was in the sky, the cool breeze was blowing, and the whole mountain was silent. Zheng Dafeng looked like a county official with a modest official hat but a high official authority. He clasped his hands behind his back and walked to the old cook's house. He entered the courtyard and Zhu Lian
He was still lying on the wicker chair, covering his face with a cattail leaf fan and folding his hands on his abdomen. Zheng Dafeng moved a small bench and sat next to the wicker chair. He was a little puzzled. It was almost time and why Zhong Qian and Wen Chengxin hadn't come yet.
The boy in green rolled down his sleeves. Before he entered the yard, Zheng Dafeng could hear him shouting in a loud voice from a distance: "Old cook, I have accomplished another wonderful feat. I just passed by Wei Yeyou." I kidnapped a goddess from the government office, named Meizheng, named Zhou Hu. After all my persuasion, she finally made up her mind to sever ties with Wei Yeyou and Piyun Mountain, and planned to marry at Huaying Peak in Tiaoyu Mountain. Mao Xiudao, haha, why don't you treat me to a late-night snack? When I have eaten and drank enough and gained strength, I will go to Piyun Mountain early tomorrow morning to dig for help."
Wandering into the yard, the boy in green was stunned. Brother Dafeng arrived earlier than me. He was really diligent.
Zheng Dafeng looked confused and asked: "Old cook, they always tease you with the nicknames of 'Noble Young Master' and 'Zhu Lang' from Lotus Root Land in the past, are you not angry?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said, "What's there to be angry about?"
Zheng Dafeng rubbed his stubble with his thumb and said doubtfully: "That's not right. I'm so angry. Is it because I haven't cultivated my mind enough?"
"Brother Dafeng, it has nothing to do with cultivating the mind. The reason is very simple. You are really ugly."
Chen Lingjun put his hand to his mouth, "Think about it, you said to your face that Bai Xuan's realm is low, but he is now at the Dragon Gate realm, so he will definitely get angry with you. You don't need to be angry if you tell me this. Isn't this the truth?"
Zheng Dafeng stretched out his hand and pushed the puppy's head away, "I'm just not handsome, not ugly."
Before leaving for Aai Aizhou, Liu Qi left a question for Zheng Dafeng, Chen Ping'an, and Zhu Lian.
"I'm not curious, why is Zhu Lian, the martial arts steward, on the mountain, and Xianwei, a Taoist, is at the foot of the mountain to 'watch the door'?"
Zheng Dafeng looked at the old cook who was covering his face with a cattail leaf fan out of the corner of his eye. Forget it, why bother with such a thing to make the scene look bad?
Zhong Qian and Wen carefully appeared at the entrance of the courtyard. Chen Lingjun smiled brightly and hurriedly greeted them to come in.
Zhu Lian lay still and said angrily: "There are steamed cakes, crabmeal dumplings, and oil dishes in the kitchen steamer. That's all. Eat it if you like it, or get out if you don't."
Zhong Qian said doubtfully: "That's wrong."
Is Xiaomi’s spy report wrong?
According to a certain menu record, the main course for tonight's late-night snack is the big bowl of fried noodles, accompanied by a few side dishes, such as crunchy pickled cucumbers, wild garlic stir-fried with spicy sauce... Fortunately, I also brought two pots of Shaoxing wine, so... It couldn't be that Xiao Mili lied about the military situation, then it means that the old cook was passive and sabotaged?
Zheng Dafeng rarely admires anyone. Zhong Yiyi, who is still holding a toothpick in his mouth, must be able to count.
This warrior from Lotus Root Blessed Land is already the leader of the "late night snack lineage" in Luoluo Mountain, and he is very capable of convincing people. Everyone follows him wholeheartedly, which is a real treat.
Zheng Dafeng and the others had to go to the kitchen to find food by themselves.
A little girl in black walked alone, humming a ditty she composed all the way to the old cook's place.
Tonight we have a late night battle and we must come home victorious.
"After a long sleep, the rooster crows, I open my blurry eyes, I lay down on the cotton quilt, and then go back to sleep in the cage, the sun is three poles high, the carps are striding, I pick up the golden shoulder pole, hold the hiking stick in my hand, and put on the diagonal cloth
Bao, go out to eat, walk slowly, have fun, patrol the mountains again, the sun sets, the moon flies up, the happy little fairy. If you want to ask me, who am I, the big water monster of Dumb Lake, the right protector of Luolu Mountain...
"
When he reached the door, he poked his head around to check the military situation. He quickly ran to the other side of the door and hid for a while. There was no ambush, so he jumped into the yard and asked, "Old cook, is the enemy's army strong for the midnight snack tonight?"
Zhu Lian, who had already covered himself with facial skin, stood up, placed the cattail leaf fan on the wicker chair, and said with a smile: "The enemy's troops are very strong. Wait a moment, and I will go to the kitchen to lure the enemy to the table."
Only now did Xiaomi Li notice that Jing Qing and the others were munching steamed cakes over there in the kitchen. When they saw themselves, they were all overjoyed.
Scratching his head, Xiao Mili said: "Old cook, sister Nuanshu will be here later."
Zhu Lian had already put on his apron, and while turning his head to tell those bastards not to be an eyesore, he smiled with Xiaomi Li and said, "Okay, then I have to show off some unique skills."
Taoist priest at the foot of the mountain, conquering the world?
At this moment, a young Taoist priest with a wooden hairpin on his head ran over from the entrance of the courtyard. He bowed his head and bent over, panting. He raised his head and raised his arms. He laughed and said: "It's better to come early than to come by chance. I'll have a midnight snack tonight."