The old cat became more and more frightened as he thought about it, and ran away with a meow.
"Why can't this old cat be fed properly?" The little boy looked at the old cat disappearing and got very angry.
With no one to accompany him, the little brat Maobuli took a look at the Patriarch's Temple. Green smoke was lingering on the roof, so he guessed it was still early for dinner. So he jumped into the "field" dug by the old road.
The hoe is too tall for the Taoist priest. When the hoe handle is raised, it is slightly taller than the Taoist priest. Fortunately, the Taoist priest is very strong, so this period of practicing pile skills is not in vain.
A pair of small white hands hold the hoe tightly, which is a bit like that. If the hoe wants to save effort, it must make full use of the lever principle, dance the hoe high, and then turn it downward smoothly, so that the hoe blade can be easily dug into the soil.
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Ding!
The Taoist was lucky. He dug out a stone with the first hoe. The hoe immediately jumped up and the hammer almost missed the Taoist's forehead. Fortunately, the Taoist reacted quickly and quickly released the hoe and ran to the side.
"Believe it or not, I will burn you as firewood!" the little Taoist said viciously to the hoe.
Hoe didn't reply and lay on the ground feeling "guilty".
The Taoist Master picked up the hoe and took a look. The blade of the hoe was curled up. This hoe was really hard-working. It was used by the Taoist Master and the Taoist Master to dig in such a rocky ground, and the blade had already been completely curled up. Don't worry.
When it comes to digging such mountainous areas, even digging good land is very laborious.
"This hoe is too long. Let me recite a mantra." The little Taoist priest doesn't know how to sharpen a hoe. If it is rolled up like this, it is impossible to sharpen it. After all, the little Taoist priest and the old Taoist are both Taoists and have the method of cultivating Taoism.
"I beseech the Jade Emperor of Mingtian, let the light shine in the Lingxiao Palace, please hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry up, pray for the golden sky, the blue sky, the Queen Mother come quickly, borrow the golden knife and hoe, land the golden hoe to dig the earth and rocks, the rocks are broken into pieces.
Love, I would like to invite the six stars of the South Dipper and the seven stars of the Big Dipper. I am here to serve you as urgently as the law."
The Taoist Master made a gesture and pointed at the hoe. Immediately, a ray of golden spiritual energy rushed out from the Taoist Master's fingers and went straight to the hoe. In an instant, the hoe seemed to have changed its appearance. The blade that had been curled up unexpectedly.
It has completely recovered again, but the blade is no longer the shining white light before. Now the light is dim, but it looks like it makes people feel a bit chilly. Even the hoe handle is not the same as before.
The spell that the Taoist priest just recited is called the "Golden Sword Curse". It was originally a spell used by monks to refine weapons and weapons for cultivating soldiers, but it was used by the Taoist priest to refine a hoe. Of course, this refining
The spell is very simple. Naturally, it cannot refine any magical weapons. It can only refine ordinary sharp blades. But it is naturally much sharper than the swords used by ordinary mortals.
"Huh?" The little Taoist priest looked at the completely changed hoe and couldn't help but widen his eyes. The Taoist method is really useful!
"Try it." The little Taoist held the hoe with great effort, raised the hoe high, and dug hard into the place he had just dug.
"puff!"
This time, there was no more dinging sound. The hoe seemed to be digging into the mud, without any obstruction. The entire hoe was dug into the mud. The director held the hoe handle and tilted it up, and it immediately turned over a large amount.
This gave the little Taoist priest a great sense of accomplishment. The master dug for a long time and only dug two 団磈s wide. If I dug two 団磈s wide, I would probably shock the master so much that his mouth would open as wide as a 団磈.
The Taoist raised his butt and dug quickly. This hoe was really amazing. Even the stones were like digging tofu. As soon as the hoe went down, they immediately turned into pieces. The Taoist dug harder and harder, without noticing that time was flying fast.
The earth passed. The sun rose from the mountains in the east to the top of the mountain. The shadows of the surrounding masson pines became shorter and shorter.
"Xing'er! Come back soon and have breakfast!" Lao Tao walked out of the ancestral temple and shouted loudly with his hands made like trumpets.
The old cat suddenly jumped out of the bushes, jumped on all four legs, and ran quickly to the Patriarch Temple.
The little Taoist master is not satisfied yet. No wonder the master wakes up so early every time to dig in the soil. It is so fun! No, I have to ask the master to prepare a hoe for me later.
The Taoist priest put the hoe on the ground and clapped his hands. How could he shake off the dirt all over his body?
"You brat, are you going to play in the mud? You're covered in dirt. Come on, wash up quickly." The old Taoist scooped a ladle of water from the water tank and poured it into a white enamel basin. Under the basin
It had been broken in many places by the Taoist Master, and it was rusty, had several holes, and often leaked. The Taoist took it to the town to find someone to repair it.
"Master, after breakfast I have to go digging," the little Taoist priest said.
"You are not as tall as a hoe. You go and play with yourself. Master can do it alone." The old Taoist said.
"Master, you can't do it. It's not fun for you to do such fun things alone." The little Taoist priest was very dissatisfied.
"Why don't you grow up quickly? If you were taller than a hoe, why wouldn't I let you dig in the soil?" the old Taoist said with a smile.
"I dig faster than you. You dug all morning and only dug one 団監 width. I just dug for a while and I dug at least two 団監 width." The trail leader said proudly.
"You're bragging and you don't even draft a draft." The old Taoist laughed naturally and didn't believe it.
"If you don't believe me, I'll make a bet with you. If I dig two holes, I will dig the ground later and you will watch from the side." The little Taoist priest said.
"Yes." The old Taoist agreed with a smile.
"Meow!"
The old cat expressed his dissatisfaction. The master and apprentice, while eating and talking, completely forgot about it. They raised their heads and looked through the cat's eyes, but in the end they didn't even catch a rice ball.
"Feed the unfamiliar white-eyed cat!" The little Taoist priest looked at the old cat very dissatisfied.
The old Taoist smiled and picked up the old cat's broken bowl, filled it with a small bowl of rice, and mixed some vegetable soup into it.
"Master, don't feed it. It will starve to death because it doesn't know how to feed it. It won't even play with me. Why don't you catch a puppy and bring it back. After feeding it, it can still wag its tail at me." said the little Taoist priest.
When the old cat heard the Taoist priest talking about dogs, his fur immediately stood on end. Cats and dogs are generally sworn enemies, and cats and dogs in the same family rarely get along. Usually dogs chase cats away. This little kid is indeed quite bad.
, If you don’t give me some trouble for the old cat, he will feel uncomfortable all over. Don’t mention dogs to me, my old cat will explode if you mention dogs to me.
Well, bibimbap in oil soup is my favorite. The old cat now eats one less meal, and it is done and cherished. The old cat's hair that stood up fell down feebly.
After eating, the old Taoist tidied up and said to the little Taoist: "Xing'er, the sun is strong outside. You stay in the temple to play and don't go outside."
"Master, you don't like Xing'er anymore. I told you that Xing'er won the bet and you were watching while Xing'er dug the ground. Now you're taking my hoe again." The little Taoist raised his mouth and was very unhappy.
