"Yuan Tiangang? Why does this name sound so familiar?"
As a result, before Xiao Han could think of the owner whose name had been lingering on his lips, Changsun Wuji, who was next to him, pretended to be helpless, shook his head at his sister and said: "Forget it, who told me that this is Xiao Han's business, I
So I went out of my way to ask him for help, but the result is not guaranteed!"
This old fox wants others to accept his favor even when he writes a letter of introduction...
However, his wishful thinking was destined to fail. Xiao Han didn't think much about it at all. He was currently thinking about Yuan Tiangang and Changsun Wuji. He just saw him turning to his desk and starting to write to his friend.
Help letter.
When Changsun Wuji picked up his pen to write, Xiao Han finally remembered who Yuan Tiangang was!
"Oh!!! It turns out to be this sophisticated guy! The one selling flying charms on the rooftop is 50 yuan more expensive than others!"
(Only those who have played Fantasy will understand this burden. It can also be regarded as a tribute to the happy time of youth!)
To be honest, I really don’t know why Taoists are called Niubi Lao Tao. Anyway, when Xiao Han came to the legendary Yuan Tiangang Mansion, he didn’t see a cow or anything similar to a cow...
In front of the carriage, there is an inconspicuous house that looks small from the outside. In front of the house is the bustling downtown! Xiao Han thought about it, but he never thought that a Taoist priest would live in this bustling city without going to practice in the mountains.
What kind of thing is this? It can be considered a small thing to hide in the wild, a big thing to hide in the city?
I got off the horse, went up the steps, and knocked on the old wooden door.
The door opened a little, but what emerged from inside was not the breeze, let alone the bright moon, but an old man as old as the bright moon, hunched over and looking at Xiao Han, who had to pause three times to say a word.
"This... little brother... come here... who are you looking for?"
"I'm here...to find Mr. Yuan Tiangang...ahem!" Almost being dragged into a ditch by the old man, Xiao Han quickly coughed twice, adjusted his speaking speed, and handed the letter from Changsun Wuji through the half-open door.
It’s over.”
However, the old man did not answer the letter. He only glanced down and slowly opened the door and said to Xiao Han: "Brother... please come in... Mr. Yuan... is... waiting for you!"
"Waiting for me? Can Taoist Yuan calculate this?" Xiao Han was shocked, and Xiaodong behind him stared at the skinny old man with his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe it! Only the dumb guy
As if he didn't understand, he was looking around alone...
The old man didn't say anything, but smiled enigmatically at Xiao Han. This time, Xiao Han's already anxious heart became even more uneasy. If it weren't for something really happening, he would have wanted to turn around and leave, just in case he saw that he was
A time traveler, will he kill himself...
In fact, in his previous life, Xiao Han did not believe in ghosts and gods. He suffered almost all kinds of hardships at a young age. Xiao Han felt that if there was a god with his head raised, he would definitely jump up and drag the god down and beat him up!
However, since he came to the Tang Dynasty inexplicably, everything has been smooth sailing, as if God wanted to compensate Xiao Han for all the hardships he suffered in his previous life! Living in a pile of blessings, he no longer has the courage to deny this easily!
Now that he thinks about it, like gods, ghosts, these mysterious and mysterious things, [Unnamed Novel www.downtxt.net] Believe it or not, it doesn't necessarily mean that it doesn't exist! Having a sense of awe is not a bad thing!
With a hint of respect for this ordinary courtyard, Xiao Han tidied up his clothes first, and then solemnly entered Yuan Tiangang's courtyard as if he was visiting a blessed place of gods!
The old man guarding the door walked tremblingly in front, followed by the slightly nervous Xiao Han, followed by the pious-looking Xiaodong and the dumb guy looking around. The completely different looks of the group of people made the old man look back frequently.
Xiao Han walked very slowly, mainly because the person leading the way was too slow. Not only did he walk slowly, he also always looked back...
Xiao Han was in awe and didn't say anything, but the stubborn fool wanted to go over and carry the old man away several times. He was able to live in peace after being kicked by Xiaodong. Fortunately, his house was not too big.
No, the idiot will have to suffocate himself to death here!
The rays of the setting sun spread across the small patio. The old man led Xiao Han slightly tremblingly to a main room, stopped outside the door, slowly raised his finger to point to the closed door in front, and said as if it was very laborious.
: "Brother...he's right here..."
"Oh, old man, you are too slow!" As a result, before the old man could finish his words, the man behind him who couldn't bear it rushed up the steps and raised his hand to push the door open! When he looked inside, he saw
Behind a large desk, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe and a square hat was sitting there, holding a langhao pen and concentrating on drawing something on the paper.
The wooden door was pushed wide open by the idiot. The old man who led the way seemed a little surprised that this strong young man was so reckless. However, Xiao Han had long been used to it and did not accuse him, because his eyes were fixed on the Xuan Yi inside.
Long attracted away!
The first time I saw this Taoist priest with an immortal demeanor, even Xiao Han, who had seen many immortal Taoist priests in TV series, couldn't help but admire in his heart: He is really unfazed by favors and humiliations, he is a very good stick... Ahem, he looks like a god!
"coming?"
The door opened, but the people inside remained motionless. After finishing this stroke, the Taoist raised his head. His small eyes seemed to be full of wisdom.
Xiao Han entered the room, first clasped his fists and saluted the Taoist, and then said: "Here he comes!"
To put it simply, it was as if both of them were carefully practicing Zen. Yuan Tiangang glanced at Xiao Han, his eyes as calm as a lake, and slowly stood up, holding Tai Chi in his hands, and bowed to Xiao Han:
"I am here, I have been waiting for Xiao Hou for a long time..."
When Xiaodong heard Yuan Tiangang tell Xiao Han's origin, he began to feel dazed. If Xiao Han hadn't been blocking him in front of him, he would have fallen to his knees long ago! Xiaodong is very sure that Mr. Hou has never done anything since he came here.
He told me about his identity! But Yuan Tiangang was able to reveal it at once. This is the method of a god!
"Pindao?" Unlike Xiaodong, Xiao Han calmed down after Yuan Tiangang revealed Xiao Han's identity! He took his glasses and looked at the desk in front of Yuan Tiangang. Under the setting sun shining in from the west window,
It reflects golden light, as if there are countless golden threads swimming in it. This tabletop is made of a whole piece of golden nanmu! It is worth tens of thousands of gold!
No matter what it is, as long as it has something to do with money, it will immediately become worldly. The tall image that Yuan Tiangang had created with Xiao Han was peeled off bit by bit on this table...
Under the gaze of Xiaodong with a pious look on his face, Xiao Han, who should have bowed his head and bowed his head, strode up to Yuan Tiangang, slapped Changsun Wuji's letter on the table, and said loudly: "This is Mr. Yuan, right?
?Master Changsun said before I came here, I must not let that old man lead me by the nose, otherwise in the end, I will earn nothing but a foggy head, so I dare to speak frankly, you see,
Can I ask you a favor? Of course, if you need any reward, you can just go to Master Changsun and ask for it!"
Yuan Tiangang probably didn't expect such an outburst. He was stunned by Xiao Han's actions at first. After hearing what he said, he couldn't help laughing. He was not as angry as Xiaodong feared!
"Hahaha... Xiaohou, Xiaohou, is indeed interesting, and he is indeed a spiritual person. I just don't know that this last sentence was also said by Lord Changsun?"
"No, I added it myself..."
"Oh? Hahaha..."
Yuan Tiangang was stunned again, followed by another burst of laughter, and Xiao Han, who was laughing straight away, also laughed...
After laughing, Yuan Tiangang hung the langhao pen on the pen holder without hesitation, and then asked Xiao Han: "Why did Xiao Hou bow first and then sit down?"
Xiao Han sniffed, pointed to the table with great interest and said to Yuan Tiangang: "Hey... I didn't tell you actually, I like gold very much, and things like this look like gold and are equally valuable.
I like it better, but I have no money and can't afford it, but seeing it here, I feel that we two should be the same kind of people... Of course, the most important thing is that I smell the roast chicken, right on the table
under……"
Only now did Yuan Tiangang burst into laughter. Xiaodong, who was confused, took advantage of the two of them not paying attention and ran over to take a look. When he came back, the piety on his face turned into another indescribable look. It seemed that in his heart, he was a Taoist priest.
The figure was also shaken...
Xiao Han didn't know if any immortal ate roast chicken secretly in the study! But he was sure that no immortal hid the roast chicken under the table after someone came!
He could no longer pretend to be a master in front of Xiao Han, so Yuan Tiangang wiped his hands, which were still stained with chicken fat, behind his back, and then took out the envelope.
The envelope was not sealed, and with a slight shake, the letter paper fell out. He caught the letter lightly, opened it and read it roughly. Yuan Tiangang immediately felt like he had a toothache. He looked at Xiao Han and said, "Xiao Hou, Lord Changsun asked me to
Find someone for you? Find someone to steal your woman? Just because he wears a gi?"
"Yes!" Xiao Han nodded cleanly. He liked the current Yuan Tiangang very much. He had lost the weird feeling of a magic stick, but he still had an interesting look. He felt comfortable talking to him, as if he had known him for a long time, and also
Yes, in the game, I had to see him dozens of times a day...
Yuan Tiangang frowned even more, stuffed the letter paper back into the envelope, put it on the table, looked at Xiao Han and said: "Your theory is too unreasonable. According to this, why don't you go to the people in the imperial kitchen for help?
Are you looking for it? I’m sure he wants to eat anyway!”
After Yuan Tiangang finished speaking, he was about to see off the guests. He had already made up his mind that he would never take this job! It would not be difficult for him to find a Taoist priest with a name, but it would not be difficult for him to find a Taoist priest like this who didn't even know his appearance.
Isn't this just teasing someone who can't even tell whether he is a Taoist or not?
Xiao Han thought about ten thousand possibilities, but he never expected such a reply! He was stunned at that time. Is there anyone else who shirks things like this? Is he so shameless?
