Guanyin Mountain, Yuping Town, Baoping Temple
"Hey~ What kind of monster are you? When I look at you, you are not a human being. The Supreme Taoist Lord is as hasty as the law. Eat my peach wood sword~"
If you don’t see the person, hear the sound first.
Yue Guanchao and the others drove the carriage into the stables. Before they could stand still, they immediately heard a clear sound resounding through the temple.
"Hey, you have such a calf-like nose. You don't even recognize your aunt. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll pull out your orifices and make you walk around without food."
The two men, Yue and Song, looked at each other in confusion when they heard this singing that seemed like a battle of skills. The man was obviously a young Taoist priest, and the woman's chirping voice must have come from Xuanniang. Judging from the intention of the two to undermine each other and fight, they were already ready to fight.
Although Song Siyuan didn't believe that Xuanniang had awakened, she had to consider whether it would really have an uncontrollable impact on Li Xian's memorial ceremony, so she had no choice but to take Yue Guanchao and run back to the backyard as if flying.
When I entered the Zen room in the backyard, I immediately saw a young Taoist priest with fair skin and immortal demeanor standing next to the well in the courtyard.
At this moment, the little Taoist priest was holding a peach wood sword and pointed at Xuanniang with sharp eyes.
Look carefully, you can see that this little Taoist priest is dressed in white and has an outstanding appearance. He does not wear a wide-sleeved coat, but only wears a round-necked robe with narrow sleeves, a transparent gauze cover, a copper buckle belt and gauze robe all gathered together, with sachets and jade hanging on them. Xiao, gourd, and a silver crown on top of her head holding a black bun, with a lake blue ribbon tied around the bun hanging down the back of her head. It can be seen that there are jade hairpins inserted in the bun on the left and right, and a sword barrel is carried on a leather belt in front of her body. There is a sword in it that has not yet been sheathed. .
At first glance, he looks like an ancient person, but the pocket watch chain hanging around his heart betrays him. He is clearly a current person!
Yue Guanchao observed carefully that the little Taoist priest's features were like jade, fair and rosy, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his lips were slightly white from the cold. He was not much different in size from him. He had been practicing hard for many years, and his shoulders had indeed become thinner. Hot breath came out of his mouth and he refused to give in.
"Get out of my way, you little calf's nose is blind, try pointing at me again."
Xuanniang held an iron kettle in one hand and akimbo with the other, baring her teeth and claws to get water.
"Xuan Niang, what's going on? Who is this little Taoist priest?"
Sun Daqiao looked confused, not knowing the situation and not knowing how to persuade him to make peace.
"I'm still wondering why a little Taoist priest suddenly came out and said that I am a goblin. I'm afraid you are crazy because of your merits. If you catch anyone, you will say that I am a goblin~"
Xuanniang asked the little Taoist priest to take a few sniffs and said, "I smell something not human on you, but after a closer look, you are indeed an ordinary person. There must be wild immortals around you, or you have eaten people's hearts." , hiding the evil spirit."
After saying this, Song Siyuan immediately understood why the little Taoist priest had a dispute with Xuanniang. He winked at Yue Guanchao, and they both moved forward, pulling Xuanniang and the little Taoist priest away and walking in different directions.
Yue Guanchao put his arm around the little Taoist priest's shoulders and said with a smile on his face: "Little Taoist brother, this is not a wild immortal, he is..."
He leaned close to the little Taoist priest's ear and told Xuanniang everything about her situation. The little Taoist priest was shocked at first, and then showed a look of realization: "So that's it. No wonder I saw her acting strangely. She turns out to be a member of the same Taoist group."
"In this case, I will no longer pursue you."
Before the little Taoist priest could finish speaking, he saw Zen Master Gu Ming walking into the backyard with Jingkong: "Donors, please be patient. This little Taoist friend is a disciple of a poor monk and an old friend. He has frightened you. Don't forget to blame me." "
"Xia Ke, in this important place of Buddhism, how can we fight and kill, why don't you apologize to the donors~"
The little Taoist let go of Yue Guanchao's shoulders, walked forward, turned around, cupped his hands and said: "There are no gods in the Qinling Mountains, but there are immortals in the mountains, and the wandering Taoist Xu Xiake."
Yue Guanchao breathed a sigh of relief and returned the favor with his hands: "It's easy to talk, but this little brother didn't scare us. It's just that he has a relationship with you, which makes us a little confused. Can a Taoist priest and a novice monk be friends?"
Song Siyuan and Yue Guanchao looked at Zen Master Gu Ming. They were becoming more and more curious about this old monk.
Since it was a misunderstanding, just explain it clearly. Taking advantage of the evening meal, everyone gathered in the dining hall.
The so-called dining hall is just a nice way of saying it. The area is only a little larger than the monk's dormitory. There is a kitchen inside and a table made of slate outside.
When everyone was sitting on the stools, Zen Master Gu Ming brought out a wooden bucket, which contained thick and sweet millet porridge. Then he came out with a food box and placed the dishes on the table. Fried tofu, fried green beans, bean sprouts, and shiitake mushrooms were all visible. Potatoes, vinegared cabbage, and soy sauce-roasted eggplants, although not meaty but rich enough.
"Yesterday's fast was over. This temple has a rule of not cooking after fasting, so I couldn't make you anything to eat. But you are all here today, so prepare for a light meal."
"Zen Master Gu Ming, this is no longer Bo Zhai. We are unfamiliar with the place and can still eat hot dishes. It is already missing the fragrance. How can we dare to dislike it?"
Song Siyuan took a handful of bean sprouts with her chopsticks. Zen Master Gu Ming has been practicing here for more than 30 years and his cooking skills are not bad at all. Even if there is no meaty taste, it still tastes delicious!
The others' eyes lit up when they saw it, and they all picked up their chopsticks and took a bite. It really tasted good.
