The old Taoist closed the stall, picked up Xiao Feng's table and chairs, ran to the bun shop like a turtle, and bought several large bags of buns, half meat and half vegetable.
The waiter at the bun shop put it in a paper bag for him and asked him: "Taoist priest, why have you been so stingy recently? In the past few days, you have been buying meat buns."
The old Taoist sighed: "Business is not as good as it used to be. The weather is getting colder and fewer people go shopping. What's more, there are fewer people coming to the capital. Many of the original people in the capital have already touched Master Xiao's table and sat down. It’s Master Xiao’s chair. Except for a few devout good people, no one is willing to spend money a second time.”
The clerk gave him an idea: "You can ask Master Xiao to set up a stall for another day, and those people will soon be willing to spend money again. That's what Master Xiao just sat at!"
The old Taoist's eyes lit up, and then he became depressed again: "Forget it, Master Xiao is no longer what he used to be. He will never show his face on the street again. Besides, you have also heard about the construction of the Taoist temple. At this juncture, Xiao How can a real person have other thoughts?"
The clerk was not so pessimistic: "I think Mr. Xiao has a lot of affection for you. Otherwise, if you used the tables and chairs he left to make a fortune, he wouldn't say anything. It's just a sect for you to beg him at the expense of your face." The middle man, maybe he will give you some face."
The old Taoist took the two big bags of steamed buns and straightened his skinny chest: "That's right. We met when we were poor, so naturally we have some friendship. But I understand the truth, so how can I bother him at this time?"
Amid the roar of laughter from everyone, the old Taoist left with his buns in hand and the table on his back like a turtle immortal.
After walking a long way, the sky was still bright when we left the city gate, but it was already dark when we got there, and the old Taoist stopped in front of a dilapidated gate. He stretched his aching waist, looked at the broken wall and gate in front of him, and listened to the playfulness coming from inside, a smile appeared on his tired face.
He knocked on the door, and the door opened. An old man who was lame on one leg said with a smile: "You are back. These little ancestors are clamoring and refusing to drink porridge, saying that you will definitely come back with steamed buns. Isn't this spoiled? ?”
The old man took off the table and chairs and put them carefully into his bedroom. It seemed that he would look at this money tree every night when he slept. Then he carried two bags of steamed buns and ran excitedly into the middle room, which was a little shabby but very spacious: "Children, the steamed buns are here..."
He was like a chicken that had its neck strangled, and all the next words were stuck in his throat. He kept a smile on his face, but his body became stiff, and he stared blankly at a woman sitting behind a group of children.
The old man also came over and quickly introduced him to the Taoist: "This girl is from Beijing. She passed by our charity hall and donated five taels of silver! She wanted to have dinner with the children, so I made arrangements."
The children cheered when they saw the buns in the old man's hand. Some of these children have some disabilities, but most of them are good and very lively. But they didn't swarm over. Instead, they held their fingers in their mouths and shouted, waiting to divide the buns in a very orderly manner.
The old man handed the buns to the old man and asked him to heat them up before dividing them among the children. Then he said to the woman: "This kind man, please go to the guest room to serve tea and talk."
The woman stood up and was actually half a head taller than the lame old man, but she had a very good figure and her walking was like a willow swaying in the wind. The woman followed the old man out quietly, and a girl shouted loudly: "Sister, please come back quickly, the buns will get cold." The woman turned back and smiled at her, revealing her snow-white teeth.
It's said to be a guest room, but it's actually just an empty room with a pair of old tables and chairs, but it's been wiped clean. The woman smiled slightly, sat down at the bottom and looked at the old Taoist.
The old Taoist did not sit down, but bowed and bowed: "A kind person invites you. It is really difficult for me to be a poor Taoist. If a kind person is generous, he will definitely be rewarded."
The woman covered her mouth and smiled: "Stop pretending, you must have recognized me, otherwise you wouldn't have looked like that just now."
The old Taoist said in confusion: "Pretending? What are you pretending to be? Young women have not been seen in Pindao's charity hall all year round, and the good man is so beautiful. Pindao was panicked for a moment. It is true that his Taoist heart is not firm and he feels ashamed. Don't blame the good man."
The woman smiled even more happily: "You are a fortune teller on the street. What woman have I not seen before? I am not that beautiful yet. Besides, you don't look lustful, but scared."
The veteran will continue to pretend to be stupid to the end: "It's true that I am amazed and not scared. Good people should not joke."
The woman smiled and said: "It's pointless for you to pretend to be stupid. If I didn't know your identity, you might have fooled me. But now that I have found out your origin, it's not like I have never appeared on the street. With you With your eyesight, how could you not remember me or know my identity?"
The old Taoist kept his salute posture and wanted to make a final struggle: "I am old, my eyes are seriously damaged, and my memory is also damaged..."
The woman put down her hand covering her mouth and stood up, a little taller than the old Taoist: "It's really strange. Isn't Tathagata a Buddhist? How come Thousand-Armed Tathagata ended up becoming a Taoist priest?"
The old man straightened up slowly, his eyes full of sadness, and looked at the woman in front of him: "Are you Rouge Tiger or Rouge Leopard?"
The woman smiled sweetly: "I am the elder sister, and the younger sister is in the house. It's such an honor. When my sisters were wandering around the world, Thousand-Armed Tathagata had disappeared. I didn't expect you to know our sisters' nicknames. I thought you only knew me as Mr. Yan. The people around you still underestimate you after all."
The old Taoist shook his head: "I have seen you sisters accompany Yan Shifan out. Although there is only one person at a time and they are wearing men's clothes, the human body shape cannot be changed. Such tall twin beauties, with such excellent martial arts, it is unthinkable There are only two sisters.
Although I have withdrawn from the world, I am not blind or deaf. There is nothing I have not heard of in the capital, a place where three religions and nine streams are mixed. What do you want to do when you come to me? "
Yan Zhihu smiled sweetly and was indescribably charming: "Master Yan has found out your identity. He has always been courteous to virtuous corporals and wants to recruit you."
The old Taoist smiled bitterly and said: "Didn't you tell him that Thousand-Armed Tathagata has no martial arts skills except light skills and stealing?"
Rouge Tiger pointed at the old man's chest with his white, long and powerful fingers, like a beautiful big cat: "There are countless people with high martial arts skills, just like the four ronin who lost their lives two days ago. Which one is not a master? But how many people like you are there in the world?"
The old Taoist shook his head: "He wants me to steal things? I quit stealing in the golden basin and stopped stealing twenty years ago. In the past twenty years, I have deceived people and performed on the streets. Later, I came to see Taoist priests as good I just became a Taoist priest, but I never stole anything again. My craftsmanship has been lost a long time ago, please ask Master Yan to hire another expert."
Yan Zhihu shook his head and pouted and said: "He is Yan Shifan. Do you know that he is extremely smart and cruel? If he is a reasonable and good man, will my sister follow him? If you don't want to use your hands for him, I'm afraid It’s useless.”
The old Taoist's face turned pale, but his tone became calm: "The poor Taoist's hand is here, and he knows that he is no match for the girl, so he asked the girl to chop it off and tell Master Yan."
Yan Zhihu tilted his head and looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "I heard a rumor from someone, and I just took it as a joke. Now that you look like this, maybe the rumor is true. Forget it, Mr. Yan said it. , if you really don’t want to be supported, then just do it for him once, and he won’t look for you anymore.”
The old man stopped talking and stretched out his hands and put them on the table. Yan Zhihu looked at these two ordinary hands and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that you have really made up your mind. I can't really chop off your hands because of this."
The old Taoist looked at her in surprise, and Yan Zhihu smiled sweetly: "But those children look quite pitiful. They have no father or mother, and they are still lonely in this world. Do you think they will be happier if they die?"
The old Taoist's face suddenly turned pale, and he took a step closer to Yan Zhihu: "You can't do that. Although you sisters have a bad reputation in the world, you are not killing innocent people indiscriminately."
At this time, the lame old man came in with two cups of tea: "Girl, drink tea. This is good tea. The Taoist priest bought it from the city a few days ago. I have reserved it for the good people who come to give alms."
Yan Zhihu took the tea cup with a smile: "Uncle, do you think people like me are bad people?"
The lame old man was stunned and said with a smile: "Young lady, you are joking. She is a kind-hearted person." He turned around and limped away.
One hand grabbed the old man's neck as fast as lightning, and the other hand grabbed the wrist of that hand faster, but was shaken away by the hand, which only made the hand pause for a moment.
"Okay!" Both hands disappeared in the air instantly and retracted back to where they belonged.
The old man turned his head in surprise and couldn't see the face of the old man with his back turned to him. He only saw the tall and beautiful girl smiling at him, very charming.
