Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 214 Restart
"Master is awake?"

The warm words came, the eyelashes fluttered, the old man's eyes slowly opened, and then... he sat up and looked around with disheveled hair.

"Hey...why not?"

"What is Master looking at?"

When Chen Yuan stopped the lupine and returned it to the waiting wood carving, the old man saw Chen Yuan and cried out with a 'wow'.

"Apprentice, I miss you so much for my teacher. I had a long, long dream for my teacher. I almost couldn't get out of the dream. I saw a monkey... Oh yes, where is the wild monkey!?"

The old man instantly restrained the howling expression on his face, and changed into his usual naive look, scratching his messy hair, with a serious expression: "Master... I seem to have seen a monkey wearing a golden armor, majestic, with you last time It’s become too similar, I want to see it but it’s still there, and ask if it’s the wild monkey from last time.”

Chen Yuan was actually a little complicated in her heart, but she still had a smile on her face, "Aside from monkeys, what else did Master dream of?"

"I dreamed... I don't remember, I don't remember..." The more he thought about the memory, the crazy old man suddenly felt a headache, flustered and depressed, and shook his head again and again. In the shaking field of vision, he saw the fat Taoist priest who was cooking over there. , Attention suddenly fell on the chubby figure, "Why is this fat Taoist here... Ouch, I miss his cooking as a teacher."

He patted the purple-gold robe, took it off as he ran, and ran to the bonfire excitedly, and greeted a pile of wood carvings sitting there, and then there was a "pop" sound from under his feet.

'What did you step on? '

The old man lowered his gaze, and saw a big toad lying on the ground with its tongue drooping by its mouth, its limbs twitching and shaking.

'Uh. '

The corners of Sun Zhengde's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly let the crazy old man move his feet. On the ground, the almost squashed toad popped, and then returned to its original shape, pinching the frog web so that two big blisters popped up on both cheeks.

"Hey, does the old lunatic feel better after sleeping?" Sun Zhengde tested the water temperature, grabbed some grains and fed it to the second pheasant.The crazy old man over there squatted on the ground curiously, watching him feed, did not take up the conversation, but pointed to the miscellaneous grains that the fat Taoist fed to the pheasants: "Fatty, what are you doing?"

"Of course eat it, let it be full first, the grains, seasonings, eat it in the stomach, and roast it later, it will taste directly."

"so smart?"

The crazy old man's eyes lit up, and his eyes fell on the yellow cloth bag on Sun Zhengde's waist. He stretched out his hand like lightning, and grabbed it with a snap. Regardless of the fat Taoist asking him what he was doing, he ran directly to the old cow that was lying on his side, and grabbed it. He took a handful of grain and stretched it out to the mouth of the cow.

The old cow opened his eyes, and the smiling old face came into his eyes, which startled him a bit. When he saw the grain sticking out of his mouth, he glanced at him suspiciously.

"So kind?"

Thinking about it, the old cow opened his mouth subconsciously, licked his tongue, and ate the miscellaneous grains in the old man's hand, and ate the seasoning along the way, his mouth was full of aroma, quite comfortable.

"Old lunatic, save some spices for seasoning, they are very expensive and hard to find! Don't blame yourself if the dishes don't taste good in the future!" Over there, Sun Zhengde shouted anxiously.

seasoning?

vegetable?
The old cow was stunned for a moment, his grinding lips gradually stopped, his eyes fell on the face of the smiling old man in front of him, all four hooves kicked in the air in an instant, bringing out afterimages, and ran to the distance in a frenzied way. threw up.

All around the bonfire, there was a burst of laughter. The return of the crazy old man made the people who these people felt more or less lacking finally tidy up.

Night fell.

Two plucked pheasants, with their internal organs hollowed out, were grilled over the fire to give off a tempting aroma. Sun Zhengde did not have Feihe to restrain him, so he let go of one of them, making Chen Yuan even slightly open his mouth to say no. Speak up.

I saw him throwing a fire talisman while roasting the chicken, and using the water talisman with the other hand to attract water droplets in the air, mix them into the pot, and then put a little mana into the fire, urging the campfire to become a raging fire, and the water in the pot The stew cooks faster.

"Dinner!"

Sun Zhengde, in Taoist robes, took off his apron around his waist, smashed the pot with a wooden spoon and shouted loudly. Immediately, he took a roast chicken, scooped up half of the pot of stew, sprinkled it with seasoning, and put it in front of a group of wood carvings to worship.

The other chicken shared food with Chen Yuan and the crazy old man. They chatted and laughed, and Guan Yu Woodcarving naturally asked about the underground monsters. .

After hearing Zhang Shuangbai's speculation, all the woodcarvers fell into silence. For the gods, only the gods are the most appropriate to deal with, but Chen Yuan is obviously not suitable at the moment.

"If you can do it, you can do it. If you can't do it, we'll talk about it at that time." Sun Zhengde pulled a chicken leg and respectfully handed it to the crazy old man, and gave the other chicken leg to Chen Yuan, sucking the oil on his finger.

"My master will listen to the celestial master. Let's not be in a hurry... During this time, you might as well go around. I miss the days when I performed woodcarving shows everywhere."

All the way out of the bandit village, I followed Chen Yuan to perform everywhere. For those days, the fat Taoist was in Liangya Mountain Mansion, and I often missed it. If it wasn't for Chen Yuan being killed by the sky thunder and his soul living in the Zhenjun Temple, I'm afraid He asked his master to travel around the mountains and rivers to see the prosperity of the world.

"That's what I meant."

Chen Yuan laughed, watching the master swallowing the chicken leg over there, then gave the chicken leg to the master, casually tore a piece of meat from the roast chicken and chewed it in his mouth, slapping his knees in a good mood.

"Nowadays, the master's mansion doesn't need me to intervene. There are people taking care of the Zhenjun temple in Luodu, and the incense is constantly burning. Don't worry about it. It happens to be with you and master. Let's continue to tell the people along the way. Nice story."

Sun Zhengde slapped his knees and gave a thumbs up: "Good!"

"You solicit customers, I will perform, and the master will help collect the money!"

The crazy old man with the whole chicken leg wrapped in his mouth raised his face, and said vaguely: "Do you still want to work for the teacher?"

"Could it be that you want to eat for free?"

As soon as the double-meaning words came out, the stone under his buttocks was kicked away by Chen Yuan without a trace, and the fat Taoist immediately sat down on the ground.

Hahaha!
The crazy old man pulled out the chicken leg, pointed at Sun Zhengde's grinning expression and laughed.

The big toad was lying on the side, looking back and forth at the joker with its two bulging eyes. This is what it has always wanted. It wants to practice Taoism and be a human being.

The bonfire reflected the excitement, and the night gradually darkened. After dinner, all the woodcarvings found a place to lie down and look at the stars and the moon, and some sat under the trees to discuss scriptures or talk about love.

The little white snake hanging on the treetops, with winding fingers, looks up at the cold moonlight and swallows letters, and from time to time teaches the toad in the grass in the distance how to breathe.

Under the swaying branches, Chen Yuan coaxed her master to sleep, and using the recovered mana, she crossed into the old man's body and repaired his injuries.

Occasionally, she turned her head and looked over to the campfire. The fat Taoist was asleep with his belly glowing, holding a mahogany sword, and the wood carvings were doing their own things. Everything made Chen Yuan feel at peace.

Temporarily pressing the matter of the gods, Chen Yuan smiled, and slowly fell asleep leaning against the tree trunk.

Early the next morning.

Chen Yuan was woken up by the noise. Sun Zhengde had already prepared breakfast for the group of wood carvings to eat first, and then they climbed onto the carriage noisily.

The old cow put on the cross bridge and put on the reins, and let out a cry of 'moo'.

But there was no master around, and just as he was about to ask, the little white snake swam down from the tree: "Master went to the grass to go to the toilet."

Sure enough, when he was about to leave, he heard Chen Yuan shouting. The crazy old man popped out of the grass with his unkempt head, and ran out with his pants in his hands. Put the two crickets on the guardrail, control them with magic power, and fight twice, causing a group of outstanding people in the grid to poke their heads out and bet on who will win.

The ox cart walked slowly between the roads, Sun Zhengde was holding the reins, and Chen Yuan was on the side, looking at the blueprints, going west and going out of Hezhou to Luodu, there was no need to go to the northwest. It's better to go to East Qizhou, Wanfo Temple happens to be there, there are many states and counties along the way, and the effect of performing a few plays should be good.

After making up his mind, he put the blueprint under Lao Niu's chin and clicked on the position. In Lao Niu's eyes, the fat Taoist who was wielding a whip stared blankly at Chen Yuan who had sat down, pointed and lowered his head. Map, looking for the old cow who turned and walked slowly by himself.

"After leaving this path... this old cow will know how to read maps?"

"It's already matured, so it can't find its way by itself? If it can't just pull a cart, it's too habitual." Chen Yuan smiled, and took out "Miscellaneous Suspicions of Huangchuan" to read. It had been a long time since she was so quiet. He set his mind to flipping through the book, but the fat Taoist at the side didn't react for a long time after hearing these words, so he simply put down his whip and turned to the book that usually records Taoism.

The official road is long, and the smoke and dust are long.

(End of this chapter)