Chapter 293 The red-robed monsters walked along the way, and the Northern Liang army pointed the north. The old Taoist priest glared and said, “You are only precious and precious. You have just changed your shoes and walked 300 miles. You have to change them and don’t jump around, but you just don’t listen!”
The child said aggrievedly, “Isn’t the shoes all made by me?”
The old Taoist priest was probably present, so he was not good at scolding him. He had to use the great reason to swear by the child. “If God is going to give a great responsibility to this person, he must first work hard and hungry his body.”
The old man didn’t say it was okay. When he said that he was hungry, the child’s stomach immediately gushed. The old Taoist made a posture of independent facing Xu Fengnian, pretending to be ignorant. The child who is familiar with the old man’s temper had to roll his eyes and starve. The sheepskin raft returned to the ferry here, and the old Taoist asked carefully about the price. The Taoist priests in Beimang have been in full swing for the past twenty years, and they respect Taoist priests very much, and even fear them. However, the man who rafted the priest Zhu Lu, who was not recorded in the imperial court, dared to collect money, but he suppressed the price and did not count on the head. The old Taoist priest reached out to weigh the money bag on his sleeve, and he felt relieved. He then gave Xu Fengnian a wink, and then said to the man who was carrying the raft, three of them were walking together, which gave Xu Fengnian a favor. The man knew it well, but he couldn’t expose the window paper. He thought he was just living by himself and selling his face to the Taoist. When he was on the raft, Xu Fengnian nodded to the old Taoist. The old man shook his cuffs gently, indicating that Xu Fengnian didn’t need to care about this little thing. The weak water is far less powerful than the turbulent Yellow River, and the river is quiet and the water is clear. The child was naughty, lying on the edge of the sheepskin raft, reached out to catch the water, then screamed, and suddenly leaned back, hitting the old Taoist, almost hitting the river. The man glared at him, saying that this transaction would not make much money. If someone fell into the river, it would cause so much trouble, how could he be happy? The child pointed at the river tremblingly and said hesitantly, “There is a water ghost!”
The old Taoist priest thought he was noisy and troublesome, and said loudly, “I don’t say anything strange and powerful!”
The old man was full of Confucian classics. If he hadn’t been wearing a Taoist robe, he would have been a pedantic old pedan who taught in the countryside. After the child was frightened, his face turned red, “What a water ghost, I’m wearing a big red dress, or a female ghost!”
Xu Fengnian saw a red robe swimming like a red carp near the raft. It flashed and stuck to the bottom of the sheepskin raft. The old Taoist priest obviously did not believe the child’s swearing words and shouted angrily: “Shut up!”
The child was so angry that he kicked the raft. Fortunately, the man who carried the raft did not see it, otherwise he would have to increase the price. When he arrived on the shore, Xu Fengnian took the lead in taking out the broken silver and threw it to the man. The old Taoist was stunned and smiled knowingly, but he was not pretentious. The dark-skinned child was probably scared by the female ghost in red robe, so he jumped off the raft first and fell a dog to eat shit, which made the old Taoist helpless. The three of them walked up to the simple ferry. They were both from the Southern Dynasty. The old Taoist also had the kind of honor of meeting fellow villagers in a foreign land. They bowed and bowed, “I am the Taoist of the Nine-Wei in Yanyangguanguan Institute, commonly known as Luo Pingyang. Just call me a common name.”
Xu Fengnian bowed respectfully and returned the salute, “I have met Luo Jianyuan. I am Xu Qi.”
Taoism is similar to Buddhism, and there is also a saying in the jungle, especially the Beimang Taoism Sect is powerful and gradually becomes more powerful in the three religions. Generally speaking, as a few great figures in the Taoist temple, the magistrate cannot be taken without merit. It also requires proficiency in fasting, rituals and ghost hunting. However, when Xu Fengnian saw the Taoist costume, he knew that it was probably an unknown Xiaoguan. It is hard to say whether there are ten Taoists in Yanyang Temple. Such a famous magistrate is not as good as the magistrate in the Dao Temple. Xu Fengnian was working in the spring and autumn at this time, and his clothes were not as beautiful as the most beautiful one, but they were clean and refreshing. The rooted face was elegant and elegant. In terms of demeanor, Taoist Luo was a different story from him. No wonder the old Taoist priest wanted to make friends. Logically speaking, there should be a wine shop near the ferry. As expected, the child said excitedly: “Master, I have a hopeful child there!”
The hopeful child is a common bundle of straw stalks used in small wine shops. The pole head is hung in front of the store to attract diners. The old Taoist priest was short of money. If there were no outsiders, he and his disciple knew the truth and did not have to slap the swollen face and fill the fat man. He would just deal with it with two bowls of water. The young master paid for the money crossing the river. If he sat down in a restaurant and was really shameless, he would let strange scholars sell it, but if he paid for it himself, he would probably not have the idea of going to the Daode Sect to participate in the water and land temple. Xu Fengnian still understood this kind of human nature, and immediately said, “After walking for a long time, I have to have a small 100 miles. I don’t have to go to the village or the shop behind me. I’m so hungry. If Luo Jianyuan doesn’t dislike it, I’ll just sit down with me. It just so happened that Xu also believed in the old Huang’s teachings. Unfortunately, most of them were half aware of it, and I hope Luo Jianyuan can help solve the doubts.”
The old Taoist priest smiled and said, “Young Master Xu is kind to the Tao, good things.”
As he walked slowly, the child secretly looked at this stupid young master who had a lot of money. The old Taoist priest gave him a chestnut, and then said to Xu Fengnian: “The roots in the world are Taoism, but I am shallow in my knowledge and dare not boast. I only know one or two about Ziwu Liuzhu and Linggui’s Eight Methods. I can only say that I understand the basics and understand the methods of refining qi and nourishing elixirs.”
Xu Fengnian nodded, and the group of three sat down at the greasy table outside the tavern and ordered a jar of wine and a few kilograms of cooked beef. In the Liyang Dynasty, many prefectures and counties were not allowed to sell beef privately, and slaughtering pigs and cows without authorization was even more illegal. In Beimang, there were no such concerns. The child was swallowing voraciously, and even if the master looked, he couldn’t care. The old Taoist still felt sorry for the little apprentice who had many problems in his heart. He smiled apologized to Xu Fengnian. He was much more reserved. He sipped the wine and tore a piece of beef into his mouth. The smell of wine was full of the aroma of wine and meat. The old Taoist was intoxicated. Xu Fengnian took off the bookcase and held the bowl to drink slowly. The child looked up and said vaguely, “Master, why are you not interested in chanting poetry today?”
The old Taoist priest laughed and scolded, “You think poetry is your greedy person, there is no end to you.”
Xu Fengnian smiled.
The old Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and took out a bad book from the book boxA thin book made of paper, “This is my poem draft. If Mr. Xu doesn’t dislike being dirty, he can take it to take it a few times. It is said to be a poem draft, but in fact, there are too many small songs and do not avoid vulgarity, so it will naturally not be of style.”
Xu Fengnian said in surprise: “You have to read it carefully. If there are good poems and wine, it is a great thing in life.”
Xu Fengnian wiped his hands, and then took the poem draft and turned the page slowly. When he first saw the poem, he was like a talented man who admired the beauty. However, some small songs and sentences were also interesting when Xu Fengnian read them, such as spring and spring, everything was green and green, and everyone stopped and stopped. Xu Fengnian could drink a few sips of wine and eat a few pieces of meat at first. Halfway through reading the poem, he became a little dazzled: the liver and intestines were refining iron in the furnace, wealth and honor were the butterflies on the pillow, and fame and the snake in the wine. I have no place to rely on when I am old, the sharp wind is extremely cold, and the thin snow is particularly heavy, which blows over my thatched hut. At the end of the poem, as written in the poem and the song, it is really “the creatures are in trouble, and the scholar sighs.” The manuscript of the poem has been gradually revised from time to time, which is probably the mentality of Luo Pingyang. From the talented man to the middle age, he gradually became depressed and helpless, and then to the old age, he suddenly felt sad.
Xu Fengnian closed the manuscript and exclaimed: “How great would it be if this manuscript was replaced by my second sister.”
The old Taoist priest was confused, had no confidence, and was a little embarrassed.
Xu Fengnian silently handed over the manuscript of poetry and stopped talking. Four or five years ago, this manuscript would not be allowed to be sold for thousands of taels of silver.
This Jiuwei Taoist, who had never met in his life, thought that he had become accustomed to being natural when he was hitting walls everywhere. He did not feel discouraged when he took back the manuscript of poetry. He would be content with a meal that was not worth a lot of money.
Xu Fengnian asked, “Can you know that the monks of the Dragon Scholar of the Two Chan Temples have gone to the Daode Sect.”
The old Taoist shook his head and said, “I haven’t heard of it.”
The old man then laughed at himself, “There is a custom of Buddhist and Taoist debate in the Liyang Dynasty. If it was in Beimang, the Taoist priests talked to the monk, it would be just a chicken and a duck.”
The Taoist suddenly slapped his thigh and said annoyedly, “Don’t mess up the water and land temple of the Daode Sect. If you run for nothing, I will suffer a serious crime.”
The child curled his lips and said, “It was originally a crime!”
The old Taoist priest acted to beat him, and the child shrank his neck.