Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged on the grass in front of the tent, looking at the herdsmen's family singing and dancing around the bonfire with a smile. Hengkong participated in it, his singing voice was good, and he naturally sang along with the dance.

It was just the singing, but Zhang Daoran didn't understand. Several Tibetan mastiffs were lying beside Zhang Daoran, each of them was very docile.

The spiritual energy penetrates the meridians of the Tibetan Mastiffs to see if these Tibetan Mastiffs are spiritual. In the end, Zhang Daoran felt slightly disappointed. Tibetan Mastiffs are a precious breed, and purebred Tibetan Mastiffs are even rarer. These dozen Tibetan Mastiffs are all purebred Tibetan Mastiffs, one of which has a rarer ghost-faced Tibetan Mastiff.

"I don't want ordinary Tibetan mastiffs."

These more than a dozen Tibetan mastiffs were both afraid of Zhang Daoran and very docile. This made Zhuoer and Tumu family very curious. When Zhuoer Duoduo saw that Zhang Daoran also liked Tibetan mastiffs, he said he gave Zhang Daoran one. This was why Zhang Daoran investigated whether these more than a dozen Tibetan mastiffs were psychic, but the final result was not satisfied with Zhang Daoran.

The Tibetan Mastiff is very loyal and shows such an intimate attitude. If you change the owner, you don’t have to worry about the Tibetan Mastiff being hurt. Zhang Daorantian’s eyes and his powers can be seen that these Tibetan Mastiffs are blocked in spirit. He uses spiritual energy to explore, but he is unwilling to confirm again.

"Master, are these foods and wines not suitable for your appetite?"

Zhang Daoran just sat quietly aside and did not interact with Zhuoer and Tumu family. He did not eat roasted yak meat and did not drink barley wine, which made the hospitality Zhuoer. The Tumu family subconsciously believed that Zhang Daoran was not used to yak meat and was not used to drinking barley wine.

"Thank you for your hospitality. I am a Taoist priest and do not eat beef... As for wine that makes people lose their appearance, I will not drink it."

The cow is a representative of hard work, among the four things that do not eat. Zhang Daoran has now separated from the Zhengyi Daoru and has also listed this as a teaching rule. As for wine, Zhang Daoran never drank it in his past and present lives. The wine culture has been passed down for thousands of years, and Zhang Daoran confirmed that wine is hindering his practice.

"Then...Master Hengkong..."

Both Taoist priests, Hengkong ate meat and drank wine in big mouthfuls. Zhuoer Tumu thought that Zhang Daoran was a practitioner like Hengkong, so he did not pay attention to Zhang Daoran's belief taboos.

"It is understandable that fellow Taoist Hengkong said he was a Taoist priest. I am the inheritance of Taoist sect. Fellow Hengkong only inherits the Taoist sect. Strictly speaking, he is not a member of the Taoist sect. Therefore, fellow Taoist Hengkong does not need to be taboo about food." Yin and Yang Gate is the inheritance of Taoist sect, not the inheritance of Taoist sect. Hengkong said that Zhang Daoran knew it.

"Sorry..." Zhuoer Tumu apologized in Mandarin who was not very standard and skilled: "I was rude..."

Whether it is sectarian or national belief, it needs respect.

"Master, seeing that you don't eat yak meat, my mother specially made barley steamed buns..."

Zhuoer Duoduo came to Zhang Daoran with a small bamboo basket full of steamed steamed buns.

"Thank you, Mr...."

Zhang Daoran was not polite this time, and he ate it with the steamed buns. Zhuoer Tumu got up and went to the bonfire. In Zhuoer Tumu's opinion, Zhang Daoran neither sings nor dances. Apart from simple communication, he could not speak. He was a very boring Taoist priest.

"Master, what else do you don't eat beef?"

Zhuoer Duoduo did not leave, and sat next to Zhang Daoran curiously.

"The cow is a representative of hard work and has been selfless in his life. Its meat cannot be eaten. During the spawning period of black birds, it is very weak. The seedlings will automatically enter the mouth of the female fish and prevent the female fish from dying. The most kind and filial piety is that black birds cannot be eaten. The most loyal dogs are the representative of loyalty. The geese cannot be eaten either."

Zhuoer and Tumu family had no obstacles to communicate with Zhuoer Duoduo, and Zhang Daoran was also happy to spread the Daoist ideas.

“The Taoist heritage is very interesting…”

Just responded, Zhuoer Duoduo found that only when he asked a question, Zhang Daoran would respond, and he didn't ask or speak. He felt very bored, and asked, "Master Taoist, are Taoist sects as pure as monks?"

Zhang Daoran shook his head, just smiled faintly, and did not answer.

"Master, why don't you go to the campfire to be lively?"

Zhuoer Duoduo stood up and invited.

Zhang Daoran shook his head again: "I know nothing about dance songs..."

Zhuoer Duoduo was helpless and thought to himself: "This Taoist priest is really boring. Are you just sitting like that?"

Zhuoer Duoduo went to the bonfire and changed into Zhuoer in ethnic costumes. Duoduo danced gracefully by the bonfire, with beautiful dance postures. He let go of his voice and Zhuoer Duoduo sang loudly, his singing voice was very penetrating and his tone was also very beautiful.

The empty grassland, a bunch of bonfires, singing and dancing, did not stop until midnight.

Sitting next to the tent, Zhang Daoran looked at the bright starry sky and listened to the melodious singing. He felt a kind of ethereality in his heart, as if his soul was floating out of his body.

......

The next day, Zhuoer Tumu's family began to be busy, with cattle and sheep coming out of their pens and riding horses to grazing.

This is the life pattern of herders. They have to change pastures twice a year. Grazing here in summer and going to other pastures in winter. Cattle and sheep are all their property, so they are very hardworking.

“Driving…”

Hengkong rode a tall horse with a divine horse and galloped on the grassland. He ran towards Zhang Daoran. When he was about to come to Zhang Daoran, he suddenly stopped the horse. The horse raised its front hooves and stopped suddenly.

"Fellow Taoist, let the horse gallop, feel refreshed, why not give it a try?"

Hengkong gasped slightly and leaned over to Zhang Daoran and said, "It's easy to control and very safe."

Zhang Daoran smiled bitterly, and with Hengkong, Zhuoer and Tumu family, except for Zhuoer Duoduo's mother, who did not invite Zhang Daoran to ride a horse, almost always invited Zhang Daoran. Zhang Daoran said seriously: "Fellow Dao, I won't go."

Zhang Daoran really doesn’t know how to ride a horse. Although he is a little moved, on the empty grassland, Zhang Daoran felt his mood improve last night and enjoyed the ethereal feeling.

Riding a horse will make people excited, but it will destroy the mood that Zhang Daoran maintained last night, and the improvement of his strength will also be interrupted.

"Master, have a little milk tea..."

Zhuoer Duoduo's mother is in her fifties, with slightly dark skin and obvious plateau redness on her face.

"Thank you, layman, I have something to ask for..."

Perhaps because Zhuoer Duoduo learned Mandarin, Zhuoer Tumu family could understand most of Zhang Daoran's language. If they said it would be a bit difficult, but they could communicate.

"What do Taoist priest want to ask?"

Zhuoer Duoduo's mother's name is Baya, and she stood aside and asked.

"How long has the lay family been raising herding here?"

Baya pondered slightly: "This is a ranch belonging to the Zoer family. It has been grazing here for generations, at least for several generations."

Zhang Daoran's eyes flashed slightly: "Then that mountain..." Zhang Daoran pointed to the south of a mountain: "Does the wonders that appear on full moon nights often appear?"

"It doesn't happen every day when the moon is full. It happens occasionally when the moon is full in summer and autumn, and rarely in spring and winter." Baya was a little curious: "The Taoist priest asked what this is for?"

Zhang Daoran looked at the south of the snow peak with his eyes flashing: "I look for miracles."

"Master Taoist, science has proved that miracles do not exist." Zhuoer Duoduo walked out of the tent: "At first, some people regarded the vision here as miracles, thinking that it was a god's appearance. Many practitioners like Taoist priests came here to explore, but in the end they did not get anything. Later, some scientists also came here and found that summer and autumn, this phenomenon occurs the most. After research, it is a cause of reflection refraction, which makes the strange phenomenon appear. This is also related to the stone materials in Shannan..."

Is it just a reflection phenomenon?

Zhang Daoran looked at Shannan with an inexplicable look on his face.
Chapter completed!