I have ten trillion licking dog gold

A bus is driving on a concrete road full of rural style.

The driver is a very passionate person, he is willing to step on the accelerator, and occasionally he will perform exciting overtaking in corners when the mood strikes.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes and slept for a while, but due to the driver's unrestrained driving, he really couldn't sleep well, so after opening his eyes several times, he took out his mobile phone to browse the stars to pass the time.

The situation in Myanmar is becoming increasingly heated and has become the focus of Chinese netizens. Various experts are giving advice online, which is very lively.

After defeating Kanbang, Wei Yi's troops, who advanced alone, encountered setbacks and started fighting with an armed organization called the Japanese Patrol Independent Alliance.

With Pingli as the battlefield, the two sides clashed frequently. In terms of combat effectiveness, the Allied forces armed with world-class equipment will definitely have the upper hand. However, this independent alliance is a thief. After suffering several losses, it sized up the situation and began to adopt a different strategy. Classic guerrilla tactics.

This made the Allied Forces unable to use anything, and in addition, only a small force was stationed in Pingli. Therefore, Wei Yi did not rush forward impulsively, and simply used Pingli as the center to fight against the opponent.

Anyway, I wasn't ordered to do it, and there was no time pressure.

It is true that what they shot out was not bullets, but banknotes, but they did not need to pay it out themselves.

See who can afford it.

Boss Jiang, who had already spent a lot of money while taking a nap just now, is indeed a perfect donor. He did not feel distressed at all and watched the heated discussion among netizens with interest.

"Hakuba's mouth has arrived."

The bus stopped.

The driver with excellent driving skills shouted, at least twenty minutes earlier than the scheduled time.

Fortunately, there are no cameras on this kind of road, otherwise the salary would not be enough to deduct points, and the driver's license might have to be reimbursed and he would no longer be able to earn a living.

“What a Bass!”

The two passengers got off here.

When he glanced at the female passenger inadvertently, the driver, who was only in his twenties, looked like he was being stared at by a magnet. His eyes were so wide that he couldn't bear to move away until she got out of the car.

"Can't leave yet!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

It wasn't until the other passengers started to complain impatiently that he reluctantly pressed the button to close the door.

"Is this it?"

Jiang Chen asked his companions.

Of course he didn't come alone.

The Taoist aunt nodded and walked in front to lead the way.

Jiang Chen followed.

Since I'm homesick, it's easy to handle and just be satisfied.

Anyway, he planned to go back to the East China Sea.

Didn't drive.

Although the Taoist sister is also the driver, it is too far away after all, and it is too tiring even if the two of us take turns driving.

Jiang Chen originally extended an invitation to Lan Peizhi, but as expected, he was rejected.

At that time, Jiang Chen immediately wanted to ask if he would stop by to see his uncle and aunt, since they were all back to Bashu anyway, but when the words came to his lips, the innate survival instinct of living things made him swallow them back rationally.

The last time I came here, I went with Lan Peizhi and drove directly to the foot of the mountain. However, the bus was certainly not that convenient. It would only stop at fixed stops. I followed Duanmu Liuli for about half a mile by the road where I got off the bus. At the end of the hour, the tavern that still had memories appeared in sight.

"Wait a moment."

Jiang Chen asked Duanmu Liuli to wait, and then walked into the tavern alone.

"Boss, do you still have the signature Songhua Brewing here?"

"Yes, how much do you want?"

"Let's have two pots."

Because it was the first time, I didn’t know anything at all, but this time I couldn’t forget the etiquette.

"How much? Ten thousand?"

When paying the bill, even though Boss Jiang was wealthy and generous, he was still shocked.

"Boss, I am also from Sichuan."

Boss Jiang is still smart and suspects that the other party is robbing outsiders.

The capacity of this wine jug is not large. I estimate that one jug only holds about half a catty. Two pots only cost one catty, and one catty of wine costs ten thousand. This makes the reputation of such a famous wine outside unworthy.

"Sir, if you are from Sichuan, you should know that the Songhua Brewing in our store has always been sold at this price."

In fact, the accent of the locals in Sichuan was immediately recognizable, but the boss did not expose Jiang Chen.

No wonder the old god said he couldn't afford to drink. He thought it was a joke at the time.

"Have you reported it to the Market Supervision Administration?"

The tavern owner was stunned for a moment. He had probably never encountered such a problem before. Then he introduced the display on the counter, "Sir, we have other wines here. You can take a look."

"just kidding."

Boss Jiang, who had been serious just now, suddenly smiled and said, "Two pots of pine flower stuffing, pack them up."

"Sir, our store's pine flower wine is brewed from mountain springs that break the ice in early spring. It is paired with pine flowers picked the year before and is stored through a special process. It is essentially different from other places outside."

When the waiter was asked to get the wine, the boss introduced Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen just nodded, not sure if he could understand it.

"Your wine, sir."

"Thank you."

Carrying two pots of pine flower wine worth as much as jade dew, Jiang Chen turned around and left. As he was walking out, the boss shouted: "Sir, are you buying wine to see the old Taoist priest on the mountain?"

"There should be very few people who would buy this kind of wine and drink it themselves."

Jiang Chen replied without looking back and walked out of the tavern.

The Taoist sister did not take the first step, she still stood there.

Just standing under the awning outside the pub.

There is an essential difference between innocence and stupidity.

"Let's go."

The two continued up the mountain.

"Have you ever bought wine for your master?"

Jiang Chen asked on the way up the mountain.

Duanmu Liuli nodded.

Although the Taoist temple is in shabby condition, it seems to have a lot of oil and water. Not many people can afford to drink ten thousand yuan per catty of wine.

Also.

Nowadays, every business pays attention to marketing.

In those talent shows on TV, you have to perform a tragic life experience as soon as you go on stage.

The Taoist temple is shabby, and making money or not are two different concepts.

"The old Taoist master hides his secrets."

Jiang Chen sighed with emotion, and then asked: "You should be familiar with that tavern, right? How much does a bottle of wine cost for you there?"

Boss Jiang is indeed a businessman, but he seems to be worried that the store will take advantage of him.

"do not know."

"Don't know? Didn't you buy it before?"

Jiang Chen was surprised.

"I don't have to pay."

No money?

Jiang Chen smiled in surprise, "You're not here to buy wine with a sword, are you?"

"Bookkeeping."

Duanmu Liuli said succinctly: "Master will do it."

Fortunately.

Not a bandit who dominates the mountain.

Although this wine is a bit expensive, at least the price is clearly marked. For this reason alone, it is better than many places.

He had only been here once, but Jiang Chen had a deep impression of this place. When he stood at the door of the Taoist temple and looked up at the crooked and peeling paint on the door plaque, he couldn't help but feel mixed feelings in his heart.

"Don't you want to come back and have a look? Why don't you go in?"

Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze and turned his head.

Duanmu Liuli was still standing nearby.

She should not be afraid of being close to home.

And actually, it didn’t take long to go down the mountain.

It's not that Duanmu Liuli didn't go in, it just seemed like something had attracted his attention.

Jiang Chen followed her line of sight and couldn't help but be stunned.

There was actually a little girl inside the Taoist temple.

At the age of just entering elementary school, he was staring at them with a pair of big black eyes.

soon.

Jiang Chen reacted and showed a gentle smile, "Your name is Yaoyao, right?" "Brother, do you know me?"

The little girl was surprised.

At this age, he is somewhat sensible.

"Well, where's your mother?"

Jiang Chen is very sunny and kind.

"Mommy went to pick vegetables."

The little girl spoke in a cute and cute childish voice. She was quite smart and quickly guessed: "Are big brother and my mommy friends?"

Jiang Chen smiled but didn't answer.

"Yao Yao, where did you hide grandpa's whisk?"

A kind shout came from the Taoist temple.

Then.

The old Taoist priest with gray hair and boyish face came out. When he saw Jiang Chen who came uninvited, he didn't have any unexpected reaction. He just looked at the young disciple who was wearing jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt. He was stunned for several seconds and wiped his eyes childishly.

"Master."

Duanmu Liuli shouted.

It can be confirmed that it is me.

The old Taoist opened his mouth to form a small "o", then straightened his long beard and just nodded, "Okay, okay, okay..."

it is good?

What good?

It's just a Taoist master, so it's naturally difficult for ordinary people to understand what he says.

"The whisk was in that room. Yaoyao saw that the table was a little dirty, so she took it to dust it."

The little girl pointed to the side room. If Jiang Chen remembered correctly, that should be the Taoist nun's sister's room.

whisk.

But it is a Taoist magic weapon.

Take it to dust?

This is no different from asking for food from a Buddhist golden bowl.

"Yao Yao is so good. Did you know that your sister is coming back?"

The old Taoist priest truly had a saintly heart and was not angry or hurt at all. Instead, he touched the little girl's head kindly.

"Is that room my sister's?"

The little girl had a bright mind and immediately looked at Duanmu Liuli.

"Yes, my sister has been living here before you came."

The old Taoist priest said to his apprentice and Jiang Chen: "Ms. Yu has gone to pick vegetables. Come in first."

Several people entered the main hall.

"Taoist Master Duanmu said that he wanted to come back for a visit, so I stopped by to accompany her. I don't know what the old Taoist likes. When I came here last time, I heard you say that the pine flower stuffed wine in the Shanxia Tavern tastes good, so I bought two pots of it."

Jiang Chen put the wine on the table without saying anything, which would be disrespectful.

That would be so hypocritical.

Two jugs of wine cost 10,000 yuan. The Taoist aunt didn't know the price, but the old Taoist priest definitely knew.

This is no small gift.

Looking at the two pots of pine flower wine, the octogenarian Taoist priest narrowed his eyes. He kept smiling and nodding, stroking his beard, "I can remember the casual words of this poor Taoist. He is thoughtful."

"Sister, are you grandpa's apprentice?"

Loving beautiful things is human nature and has nothing to do with age.

At this age, a little girl is not yet interested in handsome guys, so she keeps looking at Duanmu Liuli with her big eyes.

But Duanmu Liuli was basically a social terror. He didn't know how to deal with children, so he just sat there in silence.

This was not the first time that she had been ignored. The little girl was quite hurt and lowered her head in loneliness.

"How do you know that your sister is grandpa's apprentice?"

Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

"Because grandpa said that the room belongs to his apprentice. Grandpa also said that my sister is very powerful and no one will dare to bully Yaoyao and mommy in the future."

The little girl quickly raised her head.

Jiang Chen didn't know for a moment which disciple the old Taoist priest was talking to the child about.

"Sister is indeed very powerful. Have you seen the sword hanging in the room?"

The little girl nodded vigorously, "I saw it, mommy didn't let me touch it."

"That's my sister's weapon." Jiang Chen made a waving motion, "Hero, you know, right?"

Very impressed.

You can have such a deep conversation with a little girl.

The old Taoist priest watched quietly, smiling and stroking his beard.

"I've watched TV. Is my sister as good as on TV?"

The little girl looked at Duanmu Liuli again excitedly.

But he was still "ignored".

wrong.

That's not accurate.

Duanmu Liuli looked at her, but didn't speak.

"Sister is not very talkative by nature. You should know from watching TV that masters are usually like this."

Jiang Chen explained.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The old people, adults and children were all silent.

If you put this scene on TV. At this time there should be crows flying by.

"Yao Yao, the white radish you planted is ripe."

Before the person arrives, the sound comes first.

Just by listening to the voice, it sounds quite elegant and feels like a broadcaster and host.

Jiang Chen turned his head.

Outside the main hall door.

Yu Hui, who was once the most beautiful host in Zhongjiang, was carrying a vegetable basket. She was no longer as glamorous as she once was. She was plain-faced, her hair was casually tied with a rubber band, and there was sweat dripping from her forehead. She was simple and plain.

Their eyes met. Yu Hui, who had given birth to a child out of wedlock, had a flash of surprise in her eyes, and then disappeared. She must have thought Jiang Chen was a pilgrim at a Taoist temple, and she smiled politely.

Jiang Chen nodded.

"Mommy, sister."

The little girl was not interested in radish for the time being. She ran to her mother who came in and introduced Duanmu Liuli.

This time it was Jiang Chen's turn to be injured.

After talking so much to this little girl, is it possible that there is still no Taoist sister who is like a god and has a sense of existence?

Yu Hui, who could be said to be fearless in a place, subconsciously looked at Duanmu Liuli. After a moment, she suddenly understood her daughter's words and her face changed.

She who was originally relaxed a second ago became visibly nervous, and could even be said to be uneasy.

Having lived in the Taoist temple for so long, she must know where this Taoist temple is, and at least she must know how many members there are.

Moreover.

do not forget.

It was Lan Peizhi who personally went to Zhongjiang and sent their mother and daughter here.

After nervously looking at Duanmu Liuli for a while, Yu Hui quickly moved her gaze to Jiang Chen, who appeared to be harmless, and subconsciously protected her daughter with one arm.

"We just came back to see the old Taoist priest."

Jiang Chen said peacefully.

Yu Hui, who gave up her wealthy life and took her daughter to live in seclusion in a remote mountain forest, did not relax.

The little girl felt her mother's strangeness and raised her head to look at her in confusion.

"Ms. Yu, there should be some meat in the kitchen, just in time. There is wine today. Thank you for making some good dishes."

The old Taoist priest smiled and spoke. His voice was not deep, but it was as gentle as the spring breeze, which invisibly relieved Yu Hui's uneasiness.

Yu Hui nodded, holding the vegetable basket in one hand and holding her daughter in the other.

"Let's go and wash the radishes with Mommy."

Mother and daughter leave.

"If the mind does not die, the Tao will not arise; if desire is not destroyed, the Tao will not exist."

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and muttered softly. (End of chapter)