The little kid who was crying all over the place just now suddenly burst into tears and turned into a smile.
"Master, if I swallow the chicken bones first and then take a sip of the talisman water, can I eat all the chicken bones?" There is still a lot of meat on the chicken bones that I can't chew off, so I don't want to throw them away.
"Don't, don't, don't. The talisman water will no longer work after one use. The talisman water will consume the master's skill. If something happens next time something happens at the foot of the mountain, the master will not be able to defeat the ghosts because of his lack of skill." The old Taoist said quickly.
Chang Xing looked at the chicken bones in his hand with some reluctance, but he was afraid that the master could not defeat the ghosts, so he could only throw the chicken bones out: "Then I won't eat the bones."
The chicken bones flew out of the Patriarch's Temple and landed right next to the old cat.
The old cat was startled, and swooped into the bushes. What kind of evil plan did that little kid have? But for a long time, he didn't hear any movement from the Patriarch Temple, and there seemed to be a smell of chicken on the ground that was attracting him.
Old cat. The old cat then poked its head out of the bushes.
Chicken bones!
But I remembered that when I was about to eat pork head meat during the day, a fireball came over and burned a large piece of its scalp!
The old cat didn't dare to neglect it, as if it were facing a formidable enemy, but the chicken bones were really a fatal temptation for it.
Risking his life, he stretched out his right front paw and carefully touched the chicken bone, then quickly turned around and hid in the bushes.
Huh? Nothing happened at all.
Try again.
After several tests in a row, the old cat finally confirmed that the chicken bone was really thrown away by the kid. He quickly bit the chicken bone and quickly got into the bushes. The old cat's teeth were very sharp and chewed up the chicken bone.
Swallowed into the stomach without leaving any dregs.
After a while, another chicken bone was thrown out.
This time, the old cat didn't wait for the chicken bones to hit the ground. He jumped up and caught the chicken bones directly. After eating it in a few times, he waited at the gate of the Patriarch's Temple to wait for the bones.
Chang Xing was very sharp-eyed and actually saw the old cat at a glance.
"Master, the black cat that steals pig head meat is here. Go and break its legs. Otherwise, it will steal our meat again." Chang Xing quickly picked up the fire tongs from the stove and chased him out.
Lao Tao hurriedly followed him out. How could Lao Mao's every move escape his notice? This old cat had stayed at the Zushi Temple longer than Chang Xing. He could be regarded as Lao Tao's old friend.
"Disciple, stop chasing. This cat will eat whatever it wants. It also chases away mice for us. If it weren't for it, how could there be no mice in our temple? You see, it's so old. It usually catches mice.
If you can't catch it anymore, you can give it a bite later. Do you want it?" said the old Taoist.
Chang Xing then stopped and felt that the old cat was so pitiful. Forget it, let’s not settle the pig head meat debt with it.
If the old cat heard what the old man said, he would definitely burst into tears. He almost lost his life twice with half a pig's ear. Is it easy for me, old cat?
The old cat was once again frightened by the little kid and his heart was beating loudly. He once again confirmed that the kid was evil and had to avoid him in the future.
"Master, when the old cat comes, I will feed him," Chang Xing said.
"You have to," the old Taoist said.
The old cat ate two chicken bones and felt even hungrier. The old cat was already old, and it couldn't catch up with the wild animals in the mountains. Even a small sparrow dared to chirp beside its nest. If it hadn't been for this before,
Does the old cat want extra food? However, the old cat's legs and feet are no longer agile. He rushed out of the nest and pounced on it, and ended up pounced on a handful of moss. The little sparrow could still chirp and sneer at the branch not far away.
Although he knew that the Patriarch's Temple was full of dangers, the old cat still decided to risk his life for another trip. It would be a big loss if the chicken bones thrown by the little kid were picked up by mice.
As soon as the old cat arrived at the entrance of the Patriarch's Temple, a chicken bone flew out from inside. Hey, there was still meat on this bone.
"Old cat, I won't chase you away from now on. I'll feed you, so don't steal my meat. Come and I'll give you a bowl of rice mixed with chicken soup." Chang Xing picked up a bowl of rice from the ground.
The bowl with only one hole missing was filled with half a bowl of rice, mixed with a little oil soup, and placed at the entrance of the Patriarch's Temple.
The old cat looked at that evil little kid suspiciously. You want to deceive me with just a bowl of rice? I believe your evil!
Chang Xing placed the bowl on the ground, returned to the Patriarch's Temple, stood behind the gate, and stared outside secretly.
"This old cat policeman is very worried. If you stand there, he will definitely not dare to come over and have a bite." The old Taoist said with a smile.
"A dog bites Lu Dongbin, but it doesn't know a good heart." The little kid muttered, ran back, put all the rice in the pot into a chicken bowl, and mixed the remaining chicken soup until the rice was golden and it looked like
It whets one's appetite.
I am a half-grown boy who lives in poverty. The little boy is not very old, but he has a large appetite. In the future, he will practice the exercises and eat more. This makes the old Taoist a little worried. Now that the current situation has changed, it is becoming more and more difficult for Taoist priests to eat a bowl of rice.
Eat. Where can I get this kid a bite to eat in the future?
A few pieces of land have been opened on the mountain, but they can't grow rice. They can only grow some vegetables and coarse grains such as corn. The rice is all obtained by going down the mountain to do business. Now that business is getting more and more boring, this rice is getting more and more.
It's getting harder and harder to do.
The old Taoist thought to himself that if there was no other option, he would have no choice but to go down to the mountains and farm.
Chang Xing naturally didn't know the old Taoist's troubles. He was carefree and quite satisfied with his life. He thought that the happiest days in the world would be to stay in the mountains with his master and sometimes have a big meal. Although sometimes he was not able to take care of himself,
The two masters and apprentices lived a hard life relying on the game in the mountains. But Chang Xing never felt that this life was bitter.
In the end, the old cat couldn't resist the drive of hunger, and risked his life by eating half a bowl of chicken soup mixed with rice left by the little kid, and returned to his nest with a full burp. He thought to himself that being a satiated cat was worth it.
In the days that followed, Chang Xing had homework every day. Although it was hard work, Chang Xing never felt tired. He got up early every morning to draw talisman, practice water, and perform standing exercises. Every time he got off the pile, his whole body was covered with sweat.
Tou. was so distressed that Lao Tao couldn't help it. Chang Xing comforted Lao Tao instead.
"Master, Xing'er is not tired at all. When Xing'er learns Taoism well, he can be Master's helper in the future."
The old Taoist was always moved to tears by Chang Xing.
Only the old cat was not touched at all. He ate the food Chang Xing fed him every day, but never recognized Chang Xing's kindness. He always remembered Chang Xing burning his scalp with fire, even though the burnt hair on his head had become brand new.
The astringent black hair has become darker and shinier, but it still holds grudges. When the little kid gets close to it, it immediately runs away.
The old Taoist is sometimes quite jealous of his apprentice. When he was an apprentice, he had to endure many beatings before he learned the spells, but his apprentice could learn them just by looking at him. Comparing people to each other is really irritating! How many beatings he received in vain back then!
