After eating, even the old Taoist became a little worried: "Xing'er, don't overeat."
"Master, I'm still hungry." Chang Xing touched his stomach and found it was still deflated.
"Are you really okay?" The old Taoist touched Chang Xing's belly with his hand, but it really didn't bulge. Where did all the food go? The old Taoist really doesn't know about this kind of thing and has never experienced it! The old Taoist can't help but feel a little worried.
I became jealous of my disciples. God is too partial to these talented people. No wonder my master didn’t pass on the magic to me until his death. It turned out that he disliked my lack of talent. It’s really sad.
Chang Xing just wanted to fill his stomach, but he felt a little hungry no matter how much he ate today. He didn’t know what was going on, but he just kept stuffing food into his mouth.
"belch!"
After finishing most of the food on the table, Chang Xing finally burped and stopped.
"Are you full?" the old Taoist asked.
Chang Xing nodded: "I'm full."
The old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If this kid eats this much every day, how will he live in the future?
The Zhou family still didn't dare to offend the old Taoist. They could even deal with ghosts, but they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to deal with a few people. If they didn't satisfy the old Taoist, they would secretly cast a curse and they would die without knowing why.
Zhou Maolin was most afraid because he saw the old Taoist fighting with that dirty guy with his own eyes. The old Taoist might not be very good, but he could at least fight with that dirty guy for two rounds. So Zhou Maolin worked hard to persuade the Zhou family to let them
Agree to give Lao Dao the thank you gift he promised.
Xiao Guilian is still grateful to Lao Dao. If it weren't for Lao Dao, she wouldn't know what would happen to her two children. Now, although it is impossible for the man to live again, at least she can raise her two children.
aldult.
More than two hundred kilograms of grain and a few dozen yuan, this is the biggest amount of money that Lao Dao has made in the past few years. I don't know when it will take until I want to make such a large amount of money again in the future.
Of course, Lao Tao couldn't carry more than two hundred kilograms of grain by himself. It didn't matter, the people in Xianji Bridge rushed to deliver it to Lao Tao's master and apprentice up the mountain. They may have the intention of making friends with Lao Tao, but they were mainly eager to help. At this time,
Everyone has not started focusing on money yet. Between people, friendship is more important than interests.
When Xiao Hongxia heard that the young Taoist priest and the old Taoist priest were about to go back to the mountain, she caught up with them, holding on to the long green Taoist robes and crying loudly, as if they were parting from each other.
"Don't cry, don't cry. The old Taoist will take Xing'er down the mountain to see Hongxia in the future. Hongxia is the wife that the old Taoist chose for his disciple. How could the old Taoist be willing to forget her?" said the old Taoist.
Luo Chunhua chased after her: "Yes, the Taoist priest will often go down the mountain to see Hongxia. Hongxia, please don't cry."
"Little Taoist Priest, you must go down the mountain to find Hongxia in the future, and you are not allowed to look at other girls' homes. I am your future mother-in-law." Hongxia's face was filled with tears.
Chang Xing doesn't like girls who cry a lot, and when he cries, two bubbles come out of his nose.
After being glared at by the old Taoist for a few times, Chang Xing said perfunctorily: "I will come down the mountain to play, and then I will find Xilai and you."
When Zhang Xilai heard that the Taoist priest had placed him at the front, he immediately beamed with joy: "Taoist priest, you must come to my house next time you go down the mountain, and I will take you to the river to catch fish."
"Little Taoist Priest, don't go to Xilai. Come to me first. I'll keep the paper-wrapped candies and biscuits you love for you." Xiao Hongxia quickly pulled the little Taoist Priest away to prevent the little Taoist Priest from getting too close to Zhang Xilai.
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Under the warm welcome of the members of the Xianjiqiao Brigade, the master and apprentice finally returned to the Patriarch Temple after walking on the mountain road for an hour.
As soon as Chang Xing entered the Patriarch's Temple, he began to count whether the number of bacon on the stove was right.
Fortunately, one piece is not too much and one piece is not too little.
"Fortunately, the old cat didn't come to steal our bacon." Chang Xing breathed a sigh of relief.
"Give your little food to the old cat. He must be very hungry in the past two days." said the old Taoist.
Chang Xing took out a kraft paper bag from the basket, which contained some cooked meat. It was packaged from Xiao Guilian's house.
"Old Cat! Old Cat!" Chang Xing stood at the door of the Patriarch's Temple and shouted twice.
The old cat slowly emerged from the bushes not far away, looking at Chang Xing with a hint of dissatisfaction. You masters and disciples went out to eat and drink spicy food, and you didn't know to take my old cat with you. Old cat, I
I feel miserable, I've been hungry for two days! If I hadn't been afraid of being thrown to death on the shelf above the stove in the Patriarch's Temple, do you think I would have kept the bacon from the kang for you two?
The old cat is really too old, and now his body has gained a lot of weight. Who told the little Taoist priest to give the old cat a bowl of oil soup with rice for every meal? The weight is soaring. The weight is soaring.
The old cat is becoming less and less agile. How can a cat that grows like a piglet be expected to climb on the stove and steal bacon? In the past two days, the old cat has lost a lot of weight due to hunger.
"Here, I'll give you something to eat." Chang Xing mixed the meat and rice that he had brought back and put them in a broken bowl with a hole that was specially designed for old cats.
"Xing'er, what kind of magic did you use to get rid of the dirty things at Fang Qing's house last night?" the old Taoist asked.
"Master, didn't I tell you last time? I used my spiritual thoughts to pull all the golden spiritual energy and fire spiritual energy into my Taoist orifices, squeeze them into a ball, and store them in the Taoist orifices. If I want to hit someone,
When the time comes, just throw the golden spiritual energy and the fire spiritual energy out." Chang Xing demonstrated, pinching a very small golden ball and throwing it outside. A sword energy immediately rushed forward.
As soon as the old cat put a piece of meat three fingers wide in his mouth, he immediately sensed the danger and hurriedly pounced on the bushes nearby. The sword almost passed over the top of the old cat's head, and finally hit one of the three fingers.
On a bush as thick as your finger.
Click!
The bush fell in response, and a miscellaneous tree more than two meters high fell to the ground.
The old cat rushed out very dissatisfied and meowed at Chang Xing! You bastard, you want to harm my old cat again. Are you unwilling to kill me if you don't want to kill the old cat?
I’m so angry with the cat! I’m so angry with the cat! Don’t think that you can do whatever you want with just a little bit of meat and rice. Old cat, I also have dignity. Oops, I don’t know where the piece of meat just fell. Don’t let the mouse find it.
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"Is this sword energy so easy to release?" the old Taoist asked.
Chang Xing nodded: "It's so easy, Master, you can definitely release me."
If you don't say this, you are still my good disciple. If you tell me this, I can't wait to beat you to death!
No matter how easy it is, I can't do it even if I'm an experienced Taoist. I don't have the clues you have. The old Taoist is really crying without tears. He has studied the Tao all his life, but in the end he doesn't even know what's going on with his spiritual thoughts. Chang Xing learned it for a few days,
I can weave my spiritual thoughts into a spider web. Could it be that, after I have cultivated the Tao all my life, I have cultivated a false Tao?
