"I have been running around all day just to be hungry, so I have to eat and think about clothes.

I put the silk on my body and raised my head but thought the house was too low.

He built tall buildings and mansions, but there was no beautiful wife in front of the window.

I have married all the beautiful wives and concubines, but I am worried about not having a horse to ride on when I go out.

…”

On the vehicle speeding in the middle of the mountains and ravines, Lao Bai sang Zhu Zaiyu's Sanqu "Ten Incompleteness" at the top of his lungs with a broken gong voice. It was a song that satirized the greed of human nature, but he suddenly sang "Killing a Pig"

He smelled bad, his hair was unkempt, his body exuded an unpleasant stench, and he looked as miserable as a fat man who had lost two kilograms of fat.

Zhang Xinya smiled and said that she was so stunned by the old woman's spittoon.

She was close at that time and could see clearly that there was something in the spittoon. When she knocked on the old man's forehead, the scene was terrible...

Apart from Lao Bai, the one who was beaten the worst by the villagers was Brother Yaozi. Hehehe smiled strangely and told us that he actually felt quite comfortable. He lived in those people's houses, but he actually went to rob tombs. It was a bit of a lie.

He was suspected of defrauding others by eating and drinking, but now he kindly made a donkey's liver and lungs, saved the lives of those people, and received a beating, which was considered to have wiped out the previous grudges. This was probably the most comfortable beating he had ever received.

The smell in the carriage is not pleasant, but everyone is relaxed.

The body of the car was riddled with dents made by villagers, the windshield was also covered with scratches, and two panes of glass were directly smashed to pieces. Coupled with the crowd laughing and joking, it was like this

The vehicle was simply swaying while speeding.

I leaned lazily on the car seat, squinting my eyes slightly and watching all this. I just felt peaceful and comfortable.

In other words, every time after escaping from death, as long as I see that there are many people around me, that is the happiest time for me.

"I wonder how Master is doing? It's been a while since he came out. Has he been released? Has he treated me badly in terms of food and clothing?"

I was thinking secretly in my mind.

Brother Yaozi was seriously injured. He had already been replaced by Zhang Xinya as the driver. She probably had the same thoughts as me. The car drove very fast, and when the sun was setting, we had already arrived at the Zhenwu Temple.

Autumn clothes are getting thicker, the trees are turning yellow, and a few dead leaves are floating around the mountain gate, swept by the mountain wind.

Desolate and peaceful.

This is the state of Zhenwu Temple all year round. Putting aside those hardships, it is actually the normal life of us people.

It has been a while since we traveled, but the yard was very clean, and even the stone table in the pavilion in the middle was spotless.

According to the rules, Lao Bai and the others can only be regarded as guests living here, just like those San people who used to live in Taoist temples to practice for a while. I am a closed disciple. When I return from a trip, I naturally have to go to pay homage to the ancestor.

After washing my hands, I first went into the main hall to offer incense to the Sanqing Taoists, and then went to the side hall to worship the tablets of the ancestors of all generations.

After doing all this, I hurried to my master's house, but it was empty. Where was my master anywhere?

I saw that the quilts on the kang were all neatly folded, so I thought of going to the vegetable garden in the back mountain to look for them. Ulala’s group of people looked like bandits, but on the way I met someone carrying a

Dong Jian of Hoe.

"Brother Wei, you are finally back!"

Dong Jian had good eyesight. He saw us from a long distance away and hurriedly came to greet us.

I saw that he was wearing a gray long coat, but the vegetable basket was full of green vegetables. They were obviously freshly picked vegetables. I felt a little confused and couldn't help but ask: "What are you..."

Dong Jian laughed, with such a bright smile on his sickly face, which was somewhat dazzling. He smiled, then suddenly became silent again, lowered his head and said: "The life can't go on anymore, we can only take turns."

When you come here, you can always find a reason to live, and Mr. Zhang also nodded."

I sighed softly, and couldn't help but feel that life was easy, life was easy, but life was difficult.

Now is probably the best time for China as a country in thousands of years. As long as we are willing to put in our efforts, no one will starve to death.

Dong Jian and Yindi are both hard-working people, so why can't they make it through?

After all, it wasn’t the charlatan who abducted, trafficked, and tortured the children who caused the harm?

The old man above is gone, and the child below is gone, leaving only the couple sandwiched in the middle. When they return home every day, they are left in the empty house looking at each other, relatively speechless, carefully feeling the paleness of life...

I can imagine that kind of situation. After a long time, I am afraid that I will have thoughts about how to live happily. The only way left is self-destruction.

At this time, perhaps only by looking at the expressionless sculpture of Taoist Sanqing can I feel a little more comfortable.

He is not a person who needs comfort, and any comfort is useless.

So, I just nodded and asked, "Where is my master?"

"Mr. Zhang is gone."

As soon as Dong Jian finished speaking, he felt something was inappropriate, so he added: "He came out of seclusion. Seeing that you guys weren't around, he packed up a baggage and left. Oh, yes, he even left a bag for you here."

A letter!”

As he spoke, he took out a piece of folded rice paper from his pocket. The corners were a little hairy, which showed that he had always carried it with him.

Master was not here, and I was also a little unmotivated. I raised my chin and motioned to go back together. Then I opened the cut square rice paper, and what I saw were the elegant and free regular scripts. Master’s handwriting is what I envy the most.

Yes, it can be called everyone.

"My disciple was startled and saw the words as if they were on his face:

I have been in seclusion for a long time as my teacher. I am very quiet and thoughtful. I go out to visit friends and I can return within three months.

At this moment, you, Xin Ya and others are struggling in a crisis. I feel ashamed that I cannot walk side by side with you and others.

By the time you read this book, you may be thousands of miles away as a teacher, but I as a disciple must not relax for a moment. The rebirth of a warrior's shoulder is the most heartbreaking.

When I am away, do not neglect three meals a day, and drink less alcohol...

…”

Every word and every word contains deep concern.

I rubbed my sore nose fiercely. Somehow, I missed that cold, proud, taciturn man more and more.

Lao Bai came up to take a look, and when he saw that he was not mentioned in the letter, he curled his lips sourly and looked away.

Brother Yaozi didn't know what he thought of, so he suddenly turned around and asked, "Did anything look strange when my uncle came out of seclusion?"

"Weird?"

Dong Jian pondered for a moment and then said: "There seems to be something different. There is always a faint fragrance on my body, but it's not a powdery smell. I can't tell. It just makes people feel very comfortable smelling it, as if it is a fairy.

The magnanimity..."

"Fragrance all over the body..."

Brother Yaozi slapped his thigh and said happily: "It's true. My uncle has already become a half-step heavenly master before. If he doesn't take that step, how can he get out of seclusion?"

Seeing that I was still a little confused, Wu Shuang explained from the side: "Brother Jingzhe, Mr. Zhang is... really aspired to become a Heavenly Master!!"

Heavenly Master!

These two words are the Taishan Beidou in the industry!

"Drink, drink!"

Lao Bai shouted: "Mr. Zhang has become a heavenly master, then who should we be afraid of in the future? Let's go, drink and drink!!"

This night, I naturally stayed up all night.
Chapter completed!