So I finally understood the reason why the Laoshan sect made such an arrangement. Let the two mutes participate, so that they would not fall behind others and have the right to act as a number, but they could also participate without missing any news.
In the middle of the night, I was somewhat impressed by the leader of the Laoshan Sect, whom I had heard a lot about. Doing the inactive and pure thing of escaping from the world of mortals, each and every one of them has a small calculation in his mind.
Across the way, Shi Gandang was chewing the head of a chicken rib until it was completely chewed into foam before spitting it out on the ground. The old man often said that good things are all in the bones. This Taoist priest sent by Mount Tai really knows what he is doing. He really doesn't leave any scum behind.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly remembered that in the capital, I had a friend who said he sold his life to me. He came from the most unpopular place in the capital and loved to have silly fun. Whenever he drank wine and ate meat, he always kept the bones alone.
I believe that all good things are in the bones. Every time I wanted to chew it, I was stopped. The friend said he wanted to take it home and feed it to the dog. If he chewed it like this, even the dog would be disgusted.
I said this several times, and every time Ye San unconsciously thought of the buns at the bottom of Jiuhe River in the east, also known as Goubuli, so I finally gave up this habit and never chewed any bones again.
The young Taoist priest sent by Mount Tai even bent his legs and stretched his feet to rub the mouthful into powder. He explained considerately: "My master said that if you take a big mouthful of slag, ants cannot move it." Then he threw it into his mouth. A joint, bang, bang, bang, he said,
"Don't look down upon you rich people. I was afraid of being poor when I was young. This bite is so salty that I can eat a dry pancake." As he spoke, Shi Gandang put down the flask, reached into his arms and groped for a while, and took out a piece of it. It looks like a hard gray flour pancake.
"If you take a bite of the dough bread we have and put it in your mouth, once it melts and swallows, you will be hungry for a long time." Then he broke off a piece and threw it into his mouth, with endless aftertaste.
"The taste of hometown." Ye Sangen was extremely speechless, cursing at the guy who was boxing in the pit. Looking at the two slender chicken leg bones on the ground in front of him, he felt a little resentful in the middle of the night, thinking about what evil he had done, who were the people he met, and whether he chewed them or not?
Anyway, I had plenty of food in my mouth, so I just ate the pancakes. In the middle of the night, I asked about the identity of the Taoist couple from the Laoshan sect.
Shi Gandang introduced them one by one. The man is in his forties, his surname is Zhao, and his last name is Ruoshi, which is a very unusual surname. He carries a long and narrow wooden sword, and he looks majestic.
The woman looks younger and is called Lin Xue. She is as timid as the wind blowing in the willows. Her body definitely does not look like a martial arts practitioner, especially the wooden sword on her back that is much wider than the palm of her hand. It shows even more weakness.
. In the middle of the night, I slapped my forehead and remembered.
"If we fall in the snow together, we will grow old together in this life." Shi Gandang once again began to joke unabashedly,
"I don't know whether we are together or not. Anyway, we are both mute." After saying this, he met a sideways glance in the middle of the night, and Shi Gan shut his mouth in a wise manner.
In the middle of the night, he said: "I feel that all the Taishan sect are kind-hearted people." Shi Gandang was stunned for a moment, then understood, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Actually, I was beaten a lot when I was a child, just because I grew up. No more beatings." Ye Sangen asked in disbelief: "Have you become more powerful? Can you beat others?" The young Taoist priest looked a little shy and said coyly: "That's not true, because when the poor Taoist grew up, he became more beautiful."
"..."
"Third Young Master, don't believe me. When I was seventeen or eighteen years old, not to mention a few young senior sisters, even my senior brothers said that if I hadn't seen how good-looking I was, they would have beaten me to death."
"..." Ye Sangen looked at this young Taoist priest who didn't know what he had experienced in the past ten years. He was not considered a permanent disability but definitely not good-looking.
"May I ask Taoist Master Shi what he has done that makes even God look down upon him? He has no trace of his former demeanor?"
"Young Master Third, you don't know. It's just because I'm so good-looking. Back then, some people in my sect were the only ones who favored me. They relied on me for everything they wanted to eat and drink. When I was twenty years old, I gained more than 200 pounds. You Believe it or not?"
"..."
"I started dieting because I lost my weight. When I lose weight, I will naturally regain my breathtaking beauty."
"..." Although he is not considered fat now, he can definitely be considered stout. His slightly swollen face makes his facial features look like dough. A bit of the old color can be seen vaguely between his eyebrows, but he is still pretty.
But such narcissistic words made Ye San even more tempted to hit him. Shi Gandang was still picking at the bones and talking to himself,
"Look at my face now. It's square and looks like I'm blessed. The key is that it's not good-looking. I can't even find a double monk. What's the use of being blessed." Seeing that he was about to start talking nonsense again, Ye San He quickly changed the subject and asked, "Are you familiar with these two people?"
"Quite familiar." Shi Gandang patted his chest, regardless of the slight oil stain on his clothes.
"We are all acquaintances, and we live in the same place. If Third Young Master has something and it's not convenient to talk to him, just give me your instructions. It's just a matter of words. You still have some respect."
"..." A bold and bold attitude made Ye San even choose to remain silent, fearing that she would punch him if the conversation continued.
Ye Sangeng didn't speak. This young Taoist priest whose words and deeds were out of tune couldn't hold it back.
"There are twenty-six prefectures in Henan Province. I don't dare to say anything else. I also have a bit of reputation. After all, I am also the unofficial next leader. As long as I am named, I have some friendship. In the future, when the third young master goes to Henan Province to play, mention The title of Pindao is definitely useful."
"Can you please stop talking?" Ye San was even more annoyed by this self-proclaimed young Taoist priest and couldn't hold it anymore.
"I have business here. If you really want to help me, you can go find the Taoist priest who followed you just now. Even if you two sit together until tomorrow morning, don't come to me again, okay? Just Just let me go, I beg you."
"I don't." Shi Gandang refused happily.
"In front of the Third Young Master, Pindao will have a pure heart that he doesn't usually have, and he will be quite intimate. It is destined that Pindao and the Third Young Master will meet and get to know each other. The Third Young Master does not have to be like this. When we get to know each other better in the future, you will find that I am actually a good person." Ye Sangeng looked suspicious and moved to the side unconsciously, why are we still intimate?
"Third Young Master doesn't know me well yet, so I won't impose too much. My brothers in the sect say that I am a person who is easy to get along with, I am honest and forthright, and I am young and promising."
"..."
"Third Young Master can have more in-depth exchanges with Pin Dao. If Third Young Master feels that there is something wrong with Pin Dao, whether our personalities are incompatible or our interests don't match, if the truth cannot be reconciled, Third Young Master will look for it in himself. find the reason."
"..." He glanced around in the middle of the night, leaned forward and touched a fist-sized stone next to him, pointed at the talkative Taoist priest, and said angrily: "Get away as far as you want!" Shi Gan was so frightened that he immediately entered his consciousness. He didn't even have time to get up, his body was almost touching the ground, and he quickly slid backwards, floating like catkins blown by the wind, and he was ten feet away in an instant.
Shi Gandang, who was holding a chicken stand in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, was surprised and said: "The temper of the third young master is not easy to talk about. Why do you hit people so easily?" Ye Sangeng directly threw his hand and threw the stone. With this weird movement, Ye Sangeng could I don’t believe I can hit it.
When Shi Gandang spoke, he flashed forward two feet, his figure erratic and mysterious.
"I have sworn allegiance, Third Young Master, I am yours, you can't do this to me." Ye Sangeng couldn't stand Shi Gandang's thoughts anymore.
Pointing his toes to the ground, his body shot out in the middle of the night. He didn't want to care about anything now, he just wanted to catch this verbose Taoist priest and slap his mouth.
This time, Shi Gandang did not choose to escape far away. He stepped on the steps and fought, and his feet were like shadows, interlocking with each other, which coincided with the image of the sixty-four hexagrams. Every step was mysterious, and the dust on the ground was as erratic as a god. He was just a person turning around. We have arrived behind a tree about ten feet away.
Obviously, this movement technique is extremely suitable for moving around in a small area. It is really a headache. When you are about to touch someone, you can distance yourself again in the blink of an eye.
The Zhufeng Step practiced in the middle of the night is suitable for large-scale and long-distance operations. It is far from the best effect in a place where there are big trees, grass, nests, rocks and shrubs everywhere.
The chase here naturally attracted the attention of the Taoist monks of the Laoshan sect not far away. Kun Dao, who was carrying a broad sword on his back, and Qian Dao, who was carrying a long sword, came out of the dilapidated stone house one after another and watched at the door.
At this moment, a sharp whistle from the mountain resounded through the sky, which was quite unexpected. In the middle of the night, he suddenly stopped and tried to figure out the direction.
This is a signal agreed in advance and will be passed on whenever there is a situation. Unexpectedly, there was no warning in the middle of the night. Shi Gan staggered when he was not paying attention.
"Third Young Master, have you figured it out?" Ye Sangen didn't bother to pay attention to him. He looked up at the sky. The shadows of the trees were slanted. It was exactly the time of Youshi.
"Where did the whistle come from just now?" He was just chasing Shi Gandang, so he naturally had no time to pay attention to the source of the sound.
Shi Gandang, who didn't want to be upset, also shook his head blankly.
"Let's go to the mountains." In the middle of the night, his face looked anxious. If you delay for a moment longer, things will change rapidly, and no one can guarantee that something unexpected will happen.
However, he heard a gust of wind coming from behind him. He turned his head to look at midnight and saw Zhao Ruoshi, who was holding a long sword, drawing his attention to the sword flower and pointing diagonally towards the east.
Ye San didn't have time to think about it, his figure flashed, and after a few ups and downs, he was several feet away, and a long voice came: "The murderer of the murder has appeared. If you are interested, we will go together." Zheng was surprised by the movement skills. Shi Gandang, who was completely different from him just now, suddenly became energetic and greeted: "Brother Zhao, Sister-in-law Lin, let's go together." Regarding what happened in the past few days, the Taoist couple was naturally concerned and nodded in agreement.
Zhao Ruoshi raised his hand as a gesture of invitation. It seemed that the relationship between the two parties was indeed good. There was a person in a frost-white Taoist robe, who had been lying on a tall tree for some time, six or seven feet above the ground. His hair was disheveled, his face was covered with a black gauze, and even his forehead was covered. It was tied tightly behind the hair, making it impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.
The fingers are flexing, stretching and twisting, as if they are playing a kite, which is really weird. There was someone under the tree in a daze as if struck by lightning.
There was someone looking like a ghost in the tree, which was a scary sight.
