"What is he saying?"
Shen Gongbao asked, looking at Xu Laodao with interest, trying to learn this dialect.
The Earth Immortal is a true omniscient being, while the Yang God travels around the world and can know all things with a single thought.
One word can make sense, because the underlying logical rules of speech are the same.
After arriving in this world, Shen Gongbao roughly inferred the speech through the throats, vocal cords, and nasal cavities of the creatures in this world, because most pronunciation is determined by the human body structure.
But, by this inference, this does not include dialects.
After thousands of years of evolution, the dialect has become close to code words and terms that only the locals can understand.
Xu Laodao smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, he is calling me a swindler, an unlearned bastard, a human trafficker, and he is here to deceive people again."
"Human trafficker?"
Shen Gongbao thought for a moment, then his thoughts changed, and he suddenly woke up and said with a smile: "Are you trying to trick his children into learning Taoism with you?"
Xu Laodao said helplessly: "Although I am incompetent, I don't want to cut off my Taoist lineage. I plan to accept a Taoist disciple in the small town, but there are not many willing ones."
"As for the bastard who just scolded me, he is a watchman from a small town. His surname is Qin Shou. He is a free-spirited guy. He is still a bachelor in his forties. Don't be like him."
Qin Shou, Shen Gongbao's eyes moved and he immediately laughed. This is a good name.
"I said, Lao Xu, why did you come to our Zhuxian Town to trick people again?" Qin Shou walked up on tiptoe and joked carelessly: "It's just that little trick, people have seen through it a long time ago, and you just deceived a three-year-old Children, you are not afraid that your parents will chop you with a knife."
With Xu Laodao's guidance, Shen Gongbao finally understood the dialect, and he spoke an authentic Zhuxian Town tune: "Qin Shou, you are such a bastard, you are a death-dealing thing, you would not have drowned in a urinal in the middle of the night, drank three liang Cat urine is also Guan Ye’s business.”
In an instant, not only Qin Shou was stunned, but also Xu Laodao was stunned. He felt guilty for a while, why did this god speak more hooligan than he, a man who had been in the world for most of his life.
Qin Shou smashed his mouth and came to his senses. He was not angry, but just clicked his tongue: "I can't see it, I can't see it. There is a saying that it's like three nights without seeing you."
"It's Sanqiu." Shen Gongbao lifted up his Taoist robe and said with disdain, looking at the person with squinting eyes, as if Xu Lao Tao was alive.
Even Xu Taiding himself was stunned, he looked so damn girly.
"Yes, that's it!" Qin Shou clapped his hands and said with a bad smile: "Your ability to curse has improved, you are no longer the cute boy in Fulu Lane."
"I am you." Shen Gongbao cursed, then coughed and pinched a Taoist seal: "I have learned the supreme Taoist teachings. The true biography of Daluo Tianxian and the Miaojing of the Three Pure Emperors are the most orthodox among the orthodox. .”
"Come on, none of us know who the other is." Qin Shou said with a nonchalant look on his face: "You haven't gotten half a degree of ultimatum for most of your life, and you can't be a god in an official mansion, so you come here to deceive fools. Foolish woman.”
"Last time you tricked the boy from the Li family into becoming a Taoist boy, he almost escaped being chased three miles away by his father with a butcher's knife."
"Besides... from now on, haha, maybe even stupid men, foolish women, and three-year-old children won't be able to be deceived."
"How do you say this?" Shen Gongbao raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively.
Qin Shou's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, his hands were rubbing slightly, and everything seemed to be in silence.
"You're a plagued thing." Shen Gongbao cursed, took out half a tobacco leaf from his arms and handed it over, but he didn't take it back. The tobacco leaf was tug-of-war between his two hands.
"Brother Xu." Qin Shou tried to pull Yan Ye over with a little force, and said with a smile on his face: "I said, I said, didn't I catch up with the town's big gathering every three years these days? I don't know where it came from. A wild Taoist priest with a white face, thin skin and tender flesh, all the aunts and little girls from villages ten miles away are willing to ask him to read their palms, tsk tsk... his business is booming."
"Of course, I agreed in advance that in this three-thirds of an acre of land in Zhuxian Town, I, Qin Shou, will give you Xu Laodao a stall, and I will smash that pretty boy's fortune-telling stall the next day... Can you give me that cigarette? ”
"You damn pretty boy, you dare to steal my business from Master Dao!" Shen Gongbao was immediately anxious after hearing this. He didn't want any tobacco leaves and ran towards the town in a hurry.
"In Fireworks Alley!" Qin Shou shouted, but Yue didn't pay attention to the so-called enemies in the same industry.
In the past, there was only one fortune teller in Zhuxian Town, Xu Laodao, who monopolized the entire industry. Even if the fortunes were good and bad, the people of Zhuxian Town could only ask him to tell their fortunes.
Now that there is an extra Taoist priest, he is simply here to grab his job. If there is an extra watchman in Zhuxian Town, Qin Shou will definitely be more anxious than Xu Laodao.
"Fortunately, he's a Taoist priest, so it's none of my business." Qin Shou stretched out and lay down comfortably, his sly eyebrows and rat-like eyes flying around, looking at the women on the streets and alleys. A plump woman passed by, although her skin was not that fair. She is white, but her charm is still there even when she twists. She is a MILF, which is beyond the reach of many thin ladies.
"Hehehehe..." Qin Shou burst out with a lewd laugh, which immediately caused a lot of yelling and scolding. These women have to take care of the family business. They usually have to fight for a bucket of rice or a foot of cloth. They are not just the yellow flowers in the boudoir. The eldest daughter is very fierce.
If the lewd ones dare to look at them, they dare to scold them. They have never been used to these bastards.
Even a shameless man like Qin Shou could not help but lower his head in the midst of such fierce scoldings, turned in one direction, looked in the direction where Shen Gongbao was going, and murmured in a low voice: "I haven't seen you for a few days. He is walking as fast as flying and feels refreshed. Do you have martial arts energy in your body?"
"Is it possible that Mr. Xu really became a Taoist? It's a troubled time, a troubled time."
"Forget it, it's none of my business. I'm just the gatekeeper. Why don't you sleep."
With that said, Qin Shouzhen lay down lazily and fell into a deep sleep, ignoring what was going on outside the window.
Although Zhuxian Town is not big, it has all the necessary facilities. As the saying goes, although a sparrow is small, it has all the necessary facilities.
The people who live in Fulu Alley are naturally government officials. As the name of Firework Alley implies, fireworks are a thing that breaks up in two pieces. Most of the women live in the land of fireworks.
Shen Gongbao was walking on the way to Fireworks Alley, chatting with Xu Laodao all the time, talking about the apprentice he had never had.
Xu Laodao's criteria for selecting disciples naturally cannot be a person with natural spiritual roots and special physique. If such a young man really exists, he has been booked by the Xian Family Mansion long ago. How could he be the turn of a dead old man like him.
Xu Taiding didn't ask for much, just a person with sufficient spirit and a complete set of meridians. However, even for such a simple request, not many disciples in the entire Zhuxian Town could satisfy it.
First of all, you have sufficient energy and vitality, and are innately perfect. To put it simply, there is a threshold, and that is to have enough food.
This is a very simple truth. If you don’t even have enough food, where will your energy come from?
In ancient dynasties, families who had enough to eat and meat for every meal were at least small landowners.
This eliminated a large group of poor families.
Although those children of wealthy families have plenty of food and meat, and are not short of vitality and nourishment, they are full and warm enough to think about lust, and hungry and cold make them want to steal.
There are a few young masters who are not dispossessed and can keep themselves clean and avoid going to Fireworks Alley.
Even if there is such a wealthy disciple who is clean, noble, and full of perseverance, such qualifications have been arranged by the family elders long ago and are regarded as the true seeds of the imperial examination and the future leader of the family. If he wants to lead the family to prosperity, how can he give it to a poor guy? Taoist priests become disciples.
Not to mention that Xu Laodao has no real ability. Even if he does have ability, he is still a casual cultivator and is far inferior to the Immortal Sect.
So when it comes to choosing, there are only three disciples in Zhuxian Town who are suitable.
One is the youngest son of the Li family. The Li family is a butcher who kills pigs. They love their young son very much. He has become a fat man after eating pork every day. If Mr. Xu becomes his master, he can also take advantage of it and have a meal during the holidays. Pork head meat.
The second is Chai Xiaozi from the tailor shop. Xu Laodao is half a cultivator. He immediately noticed that Chai’s boy has bright eyes and is a rare cultivator. Unfortunately, Chai’s father refused to let go and said he wanted to send Chai Xiaozi to be his wife. My son-in-law, I will have no worries about food and drink in the future, wear gold and silver, and live a wealthy life. I was so angry that Mr. Xu couldn't get out of bed for three days.
The third is the eldest son of the Chang family in Fulu Lane. The Chang family is a family of poets and writers, and he entered the imperial examination. However, the head of the Chang family continued his marriage, and the stepmother made things difficult for the eldest son. She secretly deliberately made things difficult for him and kept delaying the imperial examination for the eldest son of Chang. He has not been admitted as a scholar for a long time.
Only then did Xu Laodao have the opportunity to hook up and talk to Chang's eldest son, who was half a scholar at the peak of his career, to trick him into abandoning Confucianism and becoming a Taoist.
"Uh, why is this guy Chen Changsheng here?"
Xu Laodao was introducing Shen Gongbao when suddenly he sharpened his eyes and saw a thin figure.
"This little guy is also on your list of disciples."
Shen Gongbao took a look. This boy was single, thin, with dark skin, and his clothes were patched. He looked like a boy from a poor family. He might not even know the words, let alone practice Taoism.
However, there is a fourth among the three major disciples. This is a common rule in all worlds, and Shen Gongbao is not surprised.
Xu Laodao looked at the thin figure, with a complex look in his eyes, and whispered: "Reporting to the Master, Chen Changsheng, this kid, he is a good person, and he repays his kindness."
"This child's name was originally chosen by his parents for three copper coins. It's considered fate."
"When he was eight years old, his parents died unexpectedly, and he was dependent on his grandmother who was seriously ill. He ran around every day to earn money for medicine for his grandmother. If he was kind to him every day, he would be rewarded."
"His grandma passed away a few years ago. During the three-day ritual hosted by Xiaodao, the child secretly cried every night. He is a filial person."
"Although his qualifications are poor and he has no foundation, if he is accepted under his sect, with Chen Changsheng's character, he will definitely support him until his death."
Xu Laodao kept praising Chen Changsheng's merits, but looked at Shen Gongbao cautiously.
Xu Taiding must not be worried about the three disciples on the list. Even if he does not accept disciples, Li, Chai, and Chang have their own futures, which are just better or worse.
However, Chen Changsheng was different. This child had a very hard life, and he was like a weed swaying in the wind. No one cared about him, and he might die that day.
Immortality cherishes life and saves countless people. Xu Laodao liked this child from the bottom of his heart. As long as Chen Changsheng had the slightest qualification, he would take him as his disciple.
But it turns out that Chen Changsheng is a good person without qualifications, which is regrettable and heart-wrenching.
Xu Laodao was powerless and could only make insinuations, trying to get this enigmatic real person to notice Chen Changsheng.
It doesn't take much, just a little bit of something leaking out from between the real person's fingernails is enough for Chen Chang to live on.
May he live forever, that's all.
Shen Gongbao glanced at it and nodded, but his eyes were attracted by the Taoist in front of Chen Changsheng.
Although the Taoist was dressed simply, he had red lips, white teeth, and a pink face. He looked like a clear and stupid college student in his previous life. However, his eyes were clear and not stupid, but showed a bit of agility. He was the type that little girls liked most, except Chen. Apart from immortality, most of the people who come here to listen to the Taoist's stories are little girls.
Yes, that's right, in addition to fortune telling, this man also works part-time as a storyteller. Watching him get coins on the subway, you will know that his story is good.
I saw the Taoist slap the wooden board in shock, his eyebrows were dancing, and he said impassionedly: "The last book said that five thousand years ago, the red-bearded dragon caused harm to the world and devastated all living beings. He was really an incredible demon king. Now let's talk about the golden statue where I, the Tathagata, sit down. How the winged roc bird subdues demons."
"In the Great Thunder Sound Temple in the Western Paradise, I, Buddha Tathagata, sat on a nine-level lotus platform one day, and beside me were the four great Bodhisattvas, the Eight Great Vajras, five hundred Arhats, three thousand gathas, bhikkhunis, bhikkhus monks, Upasikas, and Upasikas. Posai, together with the Dharma-protecting saints from all the heavens, listened to the lecture on the wonderful Dharma Sutra."
"The top protector of the Buddha is the Dapeng Golden-winged King. His eyes shine with golden light and his back is auspicious..."
The Taoist spoke with great joy and excitement, and all the common people were fascinated and fascinated by what he was saying. There was even a woman who looked at the Taoist longingly. Even if she didn't speak, it was interesting to look at this face.
In the midst of the excitement, an ignorant person shouted, interrupting the storyteller, which attracted everyone's attention and the woman's complaint.
"Xu Taoist priest, what are you doing?" Someone shouted dissatisfiedly, recognizing the identity of the old Taoist priest.
Shen Gongbao chuckled, stroking his beard and asked: "The Taoist priest just said that the golden-winged roc bird subdued the red-bearded dragon. I only heard the red-bearded dragon running all the way to the south. I don't know where the runway went."
The young Taoist glanced at Shen Gongbao, but he kept his composure, did not move in any direction, and tried to make excuses at the first glance. Whether he was flattering or causing trouble all depended on his own skill.
"Hahaha... That's a good question, fellow Taoist!" The young Taoist held his fishtail crown and said with a hearty smile: "He just ran to our Nanzhan Buzhou. Unfortunately, he was eventually killed by the Golden Winged Master in Zhuxian Town. Killed by the Peng bird, the real dragon's blood splashed for three thousand miles."
"Look, everyone, that red mountain is dyed with the blood of a real dragon."
The young Taoist priest talked nonsense and pointed towards a half-black and half-red mountain not far away, which immediately caused everyone to exclaim.
It turns out that the real dragon died here. It turns out that we are in the myth and legend.
At this time, a young lady who was proficient in poetry shook her head and prepared to quote scriptures to refute the Taoist's remarks.
But Shen Gongbao asked with a smile: "Why doesn't the real dragon go north, east, west, or to Shenzhou, Chi County, Zhongtu? Instead, it just runs south."
The young Taoist seemed to have been hit by the leverage. He suddenly choked and helplessly spread his hands and said, "Ask me, who should I ask?"
(End of chapter)
