The elder showed Gu Yian a deaf ear on the spot. Kong Ming, who had never spoken at the side, saw this and was afraid of neglecting Gu Yian.
So he explained: "Master Gu, the elder is a talisman madman. He easily forgets when he encounters things related to talismans. I made you laugh."
Is this how you arrange it for your elders? Is it because he can't carry the knife anymore? Moreover, your serious appearance of showing that you are very sophisticated in human relations cannot erase the fact that the disguise was sold to a brother and sister that day.
Gu Yian looked at Kong Ming without saying anything, this Taoist priest is not suitable for the examination.
Kong Wen didn't want Kong Ming to attract all the big brother's attention. He had already left a bad impression on the big brother, and he could make up for it a little bit.
The eyes looking at Gu Yian seemed to pause for a few seconds after Kong Ming finished arranging the elders, so he thought that Gu Yian was as interested in gossip as his elder sister, so he also racked his brains to think about the elders.
Suddenly an idea flashed in my mind, it was what the master told me:
"Boss, Master Gu, junior brother is right. Our elders made a lot of jokes because they were obsessed with talismans. Hahaha. At that time, my master was not the master of the Acacia Temple, but an ordinary disciple in the temple.
The elder once announced to the outside world that he would be in seclusion for seven days because of his research on drawing talisman seals, and no one was allowed to disturb him.
Therefore, except for the disciples who were responsible for delivering three meals a day, no one dared to approach the elder's yard. "
Having said this, Kong Wen lowered his voice with lingering fear and glanced at the elder who was still obsessed with the talisman.
"After all, the elder's bad temper is obvious to everyone in the temple from top to bottom, and the elder's status in the temple is a transcendent existence.
If he really violates the elder's rules, his favorite thing to do is to punish the disciples to clean the toilet. I don't know why the elder is so persistent in cleaning the toilet. "
When Gu Yian saw Kong Wen talking eloquently, it was hard to equate him with Xu Baozhu's cold and venomous brother in the show.
Kong Ming and Xiao Tong looked at each other and agreed with their expressions. They must have been punished by the elders to clean the toilet. Thinking of the elder who carries wet wipes with him, he seems to know a little bit about the elder's mysophobia.
Gu Yi'an listened carefully with his ears pricked up, and Kong Ming's enthusiasm for telling stories was even higher than ever:
"It is said that thirty or forty years ago, Xiangsi Temple was not as large as it is now, and the number of disciples in the temple was limited. In addition to completing daily schoolwork, they all had multiple jobs.
Therefore, every time the task of delivering meals to the elders fell on a young disciple who had just entered the monastery and had a lot of free time.
Do you know, this young disciple is simply a talent.
The reason why he entered the Acacia View was because he was shameless, acted like a fool, and begged for it from his family.
Just because he was young at that time and obsessed with novels about cultivating immortals, he thought that people in Taoist temples were cultivators of immortals. He also wanted to experience the feeling of a mortal cultivating immortals, thinking that he was Long Aotian. "
Kong Wen kept laughing, and the child seemed to have heard this story for the first time and was staring at Kong Wen curiously.
The expression on Gu Yian's face did not change, but in his heart he wanted to curse. This was the first time he had seen this person who told stories that made him laugh so much that he couldn't continue. He had a bad review.
Kong Ming, on the other hand, looked at Kong Wen speechlessly, but looking at his expression, he seemed to know what Kong Wen wanted to say, which was correct, after all, they were all masters.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Every time I feel sad, I think about it. All my unhappiness disappears in an instant. This story just makes me laugh. Hehehehe .
Let's continue talking. The young disciple thought that the Taoist temple was full of people who cultivated immortals. However, he had never seen the elders and temple masters in the dining hall in the past few days, which strengthened this idea and thought that they had already arrived. A master in the realm of bigu-freedom.
When he was assigned to deliver food to the elders who were in seclusion, he was particularly puzzled and asked a question from his soul. Why did the elders still deliver food to him when they were fasting? Wouldn't this delay the elders' time for cultivation?
My master was responsible for guiding him at that time. When he asked this question, he probably wanted to tease the new junior brother.
So he told him that although the elders have been able to live without grains, this is a secret of Xiangsi Guan. After all, there are still certain barriers between immortal cultivators and mortals, so three meals a day are still required. The elders will handle it themselves. If there is a deeper problem We can only find out after they stay in the temple for a longer time.
The young disciple was convinced that by delivering food to the elder, he was cooperating with the elder, and it was the first test for him in the temple. So he really took it seriously.
But every time I went to collect the meal trays from the elders, I found that the food had not been touched. I thought that the elders were in retreat and might not have time to do what the senior brother said, 'processing the food'.
So I decided to share the worries of the elders, but considering the 'confidentiality' of this matter, I didn't dare to tell others, for fear that I would not be able to do it well in some way, and let mortals know what they shouldn't know, which would cause trouble, so I decided Dispose of these meals yourself.
But his childhood education taught him that every grain was hard work, and he couldn't bear to throw it away and waste food, so he ate the untouched food that the elders took back every time.
Although the food in the temple is not very good, it is enough to keep people full.
However, in order to prevent others from discovering the clues, he had to go to the canteen every day to get his share of rice and eat it as if nothing had happened.
If he doesn't go, the senior brother in the kitchen will kindly leave him a meal because he is young.
So the young disciple had to eat the amount of a child and the amount of an adult man every day.
Five days passed like this, and one day my master found that he was not in the right state. He had a fever and started talking nonsense.
The temple owner at that time had some knowledge of medical skills and discovered that the young disciple's fever was caused by accumulated food. Coupled with indigestion leading to constipation. At that time, the little disciple’s belly was already as big as a watermelon.
Hey, you know, it's full of things related to the reincarnation of grains.
After finally getting the little disciple to use the cork to go to the toilet, tsk tsk tsk, you don’t know, that hill-like shape... almost blocked the toilet. "
The few people who listened to the story suddenly felt that the mutton skewers in their hands were no longer fragrant. There was no need to describe it in such detail, it was as if you had seen it with your own eyes.
But Kong Wen felt tired from the lecture, so he took a sip of tea and picked up two skewers to replenish his energy.
Gu Yian: He is a ruthless person...
Kong Wen was afraid that all the judges would be anxious, so he continued, "After the treatment of the temple master, the little disciple's fever was finally brought down.
After being asked by the former temple master, the young disciple knew the whole story with an expression of "I sacrifice myself for the temple of my own free will".
So the former temple master ignored the elders' rules and broke in directly. I saw that the elder, who had always been an immortal and elegant person, was crawling out of the study at this moment.
Yes, crawl out...
Let me tell you, it's a good thing this is not an ancient emperor, otherwise everyone present would have been beheaded if they were seen in this embarrassed state.
According to my master, the elder's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were filled with stars.
Later I found out that the elder had been obsessed with studying the talismans and had stayed up all night for several nights.
In addition, no one reminded him to eat this time, and he couldn't remember it himself.
It wasn't until I fainted from hunger that I didn't know how long I had been lying on the ground before I regained consciousness. However, I was so weak that I could only crawl out and ask for help. "
As he spoke, Kong Ming clicked his tongue several times.
The child saw that Kong Ming was only concentrating on the story and not continuing to tell it, so he urged: "What next? What next?"
"Hey, no, later on, the elder was given liquid food for several days, and then he slowly recovered.
As for my master, because he instilled bad values in the new disciples, he was punished by copying his daily homework ten times for a month.
At that time, my master had to stay up until three in the morning every day. According to him, the reason why he was not taller than 1.7 meters was because he was tired during that month. "
Gu Yian saw the child let out a long sigh of relief and couldn't help but wonder, what does it have to do with this child?
Perhaps Gu Yian's eyes were too story-telling and oppressive. The little boy explained like an adult: "Hey, actually I have always had a big worry in my heart, that is, my grandfather and my father are both less than 1.7 meters, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to grow taller when I grow up.
Today I learned from my senior brother Ting Kong that my grandfather was so short because he stayed up late when he was a child.
My dad once said that he could have grown very tall, but because he was filial, he knew that what my grandfather was most dissatisfied with about himself was his height. He was afraid that if he exceeded him, he would be sad, so he deliberately ate a lot of junk food when he was a child. , just can’t grow taller.
But he regretted it when he grew up, so he asked my mother to be his wife, saying that he wanted to improve his genes so that the next generation would not be short of height as long as they don't eat junk food.
But today I learned that the shortness of my grandfather and father is not due to genes, but my mother is very tall and can improve her genes. Then I will definitely not be shorter.
Just don’t be too tall, I don’t want it to be more than two meters! Alas, new troubles have arisen. "
Gu Yian looked at the child without words. No matter how smart a child is, he cannot escape the fate of being deceived by his parents.
The pity in his eyes was about to turn into reality: "There is really no need for this new trouble of yours to exist. And by what you say, you are the grandson of the master of the temple?"
The kid nodded, not too proud of his identity.
Gu Yian shook his head, why should a child from a poor family be the head of the family for a long time? This is the third generation of officials. I heard that the owner of the Acacia Temple is also well-organized.
"Does your father also want his son to inherit his father's legacy? Are you from a family of Taoist priests?"
"My father is not a Taoist priest, and my grandfather, who is also the master of the temple, said he was incompetent." The child said with a sad look on his face.
Kong Ming added helplessly on the side: "Actually, the little boy's father is an actor and should be quite famous. As for the little boy... he was sent by his father to fulfill his filial piety..."
