I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 3 Birthday
The voice came from behind.

Although it sounds familiar, Gu Yao, who has been harassed by ghosts since he was a child, didn't even think about it, didn't turn his head, and just turned back.

Oh no, return the business card.

The mahogany sword in the right hand turned and drew circles in the air, leaving behind afterimages. Finally, Gu Yao held it upside down and stabbed it in the back very sassyly.

Snapped-

thump~
The first sound was that the mahogany sword broke.

The second sound was a chestnut hitting Gu Yao on the head.

Throwing away the mahogany sword in his hand, Gu Yao put his head in his hands and squatted on the ground: "Old man, it's really you, why are you so ruthless?"

"You stab me in the nose with a mahogany sword, old man, why should I hit harder?"

Gu Yao turned back with tears in his eyes and looked at the old man: "It's such a beautiful night, someone is calling me to turn around from behind, [-]% is a ghost."

The old Taoist is not tall, about 1.6 meters, and he is a little stooped, making him look even shorter.

Wearing a black and white Taoist robe, no crown, black and white hair, and a short goatee.

The whole person looks ordinary and wrinkled, just like an ordinary old farmer.

The most extraordinary part of his body is the white bead on his left hand.

81 pure white flowing beads, even in the dark night without stars, they still emit light.

"Old man, why are you here?" After rubbing his head for a while, Gu Yao got up and asked.

The old Taoist snorted: "I'm not afraid that you, a brat, will be taken away by some female ghost and vixen."

"Hey, aren't you just worried that I'll have an accident? If you're shy, just say it."

"Humph."

The old Taoist snorted again, fiddled with Liuzhu, and walked towards the Taoist temple.

Gu Yao put away the yellow talisman, grabbed the broken mahogany sword on the ground, and followed quickly: "Old man, hit me as soon as you hit me, why break the mahogany sword, this is money."

"What do you want so much money for?"

Gu Yao walked quickly to the old Taoist side: "Buy a house."

The old man squinted at him: "Buy a house? Are you thinking of getting a wife? That's good. I'll go find a matchmaker tomorrow, or I'll have to pay you a fine in two years."

According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a man who has reached the age of eighteen and has not married is fined.

Taoist monks are excluded, but that does not include Yemao Mountain.

Gu Yao hurriedly said: "What kind of wife do you want? A woman will only affect my immortality!"

"I just want to find a good place in Qingshui County and build a new big Taoist temple. When you are too old to walk, it will be more convenient to seek medical treatment and check your body. I will keep Bai'e Mountain Raising foxes and birds, planting peach trees and jujube trees, that would be great."

The old man didn't speak, just walked silently.

But Gu Yao noticed that the rhythm of his fiddle with Liuzhu was out of order.

"Old man, are you very moved?"

thump~
"What are you doing, you don't need to hit someone if you are shy!"

"You are too old to walk, and you are too old to walk, and I am the same."

The old man didn't stop, but slowed down a little, waiting for Gu Yao to catch up with him again.

The two of them didn't say anything more, they just remained silent, and walked back into the Taoist temple through the darkness and the silence.

First, he honestly offered incense to the statue of Sanqing and saluted. Just as he was about to undress and go to bed, he was called to the kitchen by the old Taoist.

"Why, come to the kitchen so late, and there is morning class tomorrow~ I don't--

Hungry."

Gu Yao muttered and stepped into the kitchen, the words in his throat were blocked.

There was a strong smell of paste in the kitchen. There was a black lacquered pancake with candles on the table, but the smell of eggs could still be smelled.

Taking a closer look, it wasn't that it was roasted, but that it was sprinkled with a lethal amount of black sesame seeds.

"Happy birthday."

The old Taoist stood aside, holding back these words very bluntly, and his goatee kept shaking.

Seeing Gu Yao standing there motionless, the old man felt a little embarrassed: "I always heard you talk about cakes in the past, and it happened that Baige Village needed help with something, so I sent some eggs and flour, so I just made it casually, old man. Just eat it."

As he said, he stretched out his hand to hold the big cake,
Then Gu Yao slapped his hands away: "Old man, don't move around, this is mine."

Blowing out the candle, he reached out and tore off a large piece, stuffing it into his mouth.

So sweet—

It seems that not only the sesame seeds are put too much, but the sugar is also put in a pot.

"Don't eat it if it doesn't taste good, I'll do whatever I want."

"Delicious, delicious to die for."

Gu Yao ate the sweet and sweet pancake: "Old man, this is the first time you cook for me, right?"

"I'm really not your own son or grandson? You have never accepted me as an apprentice. You would rather I call you old man than master. Are you waiting for me to call you father?"

The old man turned around and groped behind his back: "I don't have a son like you who is full of whimsical thoughts and nonsense."

He took out a black wooden box and put it in front of Gu Yao: "Look, you've wanted it for a long time."

"No hurry, wait until I finish eating. Can you pour me a bowl of water first? My teeth are stuck."

"Oh."

Finally finished eating the candy.

It's really hard to call it a cake.

However, the old man and himself depended on each other for 16 years, six years in the original body, and another ten years for him. This is the first time he cooks food for himself, so he can't waste it.

"Old man."

"Ok?"

"Promise me, don't cook in the future, and leave the food to me. If I'm not at home, you can go to Baige Village for a meal, and don't accidentally poison yourself to death."

"."

Gu Yao opened the black wooden box, his eyes widened.

With a "snap", he closed the box: "Old man, you won't be dying, can you?"

Boom!
Clean and neat.

The old Taoist withdrew his hand and fiddled with Liuzhu: "What nonsense are you talking about? If it wasn't your birthday, I would hang you from a tree to wake you up."

Gu Yao reopened the black wooden box and took out the beads inside.

The same as the old Taoist's, it is also made of flawless white pearls the size of longan, except that the string in his hand only has twelve.

But even so, such beads have a price but no market.

"There are only twelve in this string, which represent the twelve thunder gates. Holding them can help you calm down. I have engraved thunder patterns on the flow beads. Although you don't know how to use thunder, you can also use this flow beads to control A little thunder."

The old Taoist watched Gu Yao fiddle with Liuzhu happily, stepped forward to put away the black wooden box, and reminded: "Don't lose it, and don't show off normally."

"Don't worry." Gu Yao waved the Liuzhu, and there was a flash of thunder when he waved it. Now he was even more curious about the old man's hand, and asked directly: "Old man, what's the use of the one in your hand?"

The old Taoist stood at the door and said calmly: "I have 81 of them, which represent ninety-nine pure yang energy. It's useless, it's just beautiful."

Then he scolded: "Okay, hurry up and go to rest, tomorrow's morning class, do it seriously for me, as I said, if you can't hold on one day, you can go to school and get a good reputation. Don't stay here and become a Taoist priest."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Gu Yao walked out of the kitchen with a smile: "I won't give you a chance, honestly wait to accept me as an apprentice."

(End of this chapter)