Daoist Abandoned Wisdom

When everything was tidied up, the two of them sat down around the stove in the room.Abo had a sad face, Xiuyuan was expressionless, but Tao Xinian was in a very happy mood.

Today can be called the busiest time in the Taoist temple, second only to Yu Yuan on his way up the mountain.Every time Yu Yuandao goes up the mountain, he always just sits and leaves. There is no fun in the mountain, and it is not easy for him to force him to stay.

As for the cultivation of fate, at least three to five days must be lived.He doesn't ask, and he doesn't talk about it.

Tao Xinian was originally a lively personality, but after going up the mountain, there was no one to talk to, so he kept his words in his heart.He didn't have much to say to Abo. He felt that Abo was a medicinal herb. Although he understood human language, he didn't know a few words and hadn't read any books. There was nothing to talk about.

But cultivating a relationship is different.Even if Xiu Yuan didn't study, at least he had read the scriptures, and he came from the north, no matter how you say it, you can talk to him about the anecdotes of the north.Thinking of it this way, Tao Xinian was so happy that he almost fell into a chatterbox.

After thinking about it, Xiu Yuan talks less, he is a boring gourd who doesn't like to talk, and asking too many questions is not good.So he hurriedly suppressed his words.After thinking for a while, I started talking.

"Master Xiu Yuan, is this year your Geng?"

Xiu Yuan raised his head and replied, "Twenty out of four."

"The poor Taoist is two years older than you, hehe... When did you become a monk?"

"Ten years ago." Xiu Yuan seemed to hesitate.

"Is there anyone else at home?"

"There is an elder brother who has also become a monk."

"Where did you come from?"

"Luoyang."

"Luoyang, very good, very good, I really want to go..."

"..."

"..."

The two asked and answered, it can be said that they had a good time.Abo couldn't stand it anymore, he patted the table angrily, put on his cloak, and went out to play in the snow.

Xiu Yuan was a little surprised: "Brother Abo is angry?"

Tao Xinian laughed and said, "Hehe...how can he be angry? I think too much about Xiuyuan. Abo is a spirit, and spirits can't control their temper. Sometimes they get angry. He's going out to play in the snow..."

Xiu Yuan looked intently at Tao Xinian's eyes, peach blossom eyes, the pupils were so dark that they bottomed out, the eyes were black and white, very beautiful eyes.There is no strange smell on her body, only a faint scent of incense, like... the smell of plum blossoms.Shouldn't...

As if seeing through his thoughts, Tao Xinian said hastily, "Hey, Pindao is not a monster, he's just an ordinary cultivator."

"It's the poor monk who is being rude."

Tao Xinian waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's all right, Xiu Yuan is the first person who saw Abo besides Master and me, if others saw him, they would be shocked and treat the poor as a Be a monster, hahaha..."

Xiu Yuan was a little puzzled.Tao Xinian asked around, asking about his age and family affairs, but he never asked about the massacre on the mountainside last night.He was the one who rescued himself last night, so he must have seen the hellish scene of Abi, why didn't he ask?

Aren't you afraid that he will cause trouble?

Tao Xinian has such a personality, he only cares about being happy, and has long forgotten what happened last night.He knew that Xiu Yuan didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask.Anyway, meeting by chance, he saved a good deed and had fun again, wouldn't it be just right?

Tao Xinian asked for a while, and Xiu Yuan answered for a while. Seeing that Xiu Yuan's face was a little hesitant, he was afraid that he was tired of chatting, so he got up and brought a few volumes of books over, and said: "My Taoist temple is not very interesting, if you find it boring , just read some books."

He put the book in front of Xiu Yuan, and was suddenly taken aback, quickly put away one of the volumes, threw it behind his back, and said with an embarrassed smile: "...I took this volume by mistake, you can read the rest as you like, haha ..." This volume is the erotic novel he read last night.It would be really bad if people who practice Buddhism read it.

Tao Xinian was beating drums in his heart when he heard a shrill scream from the front yard, it was Abo's voice.

"What's the matter?" Tao Xinian quickly put away the talisman, took the mahogany sword, and prepared to go out to rescue Abo.In a blink of an eye, Xiu Yuan had disappeared.

Abo stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple, his two slender legs shaking like sifting chaff, surrounded by three tall wolves in front of him, with green light in their eyes, fangs exposed, and their mouths wide open. , as if he was going to eat him in the next moment.

He could sense that these three wolves were not ordinary wolves in the mountains, the first wolf among them was a little bit about to become a spirit, and he had a demonic aura about him, which frightened him.

Although they are all monsters, there are good and bad monsters. He, Abo, is just a pure and good monster!

He stepped back, wanting to slowly retreat into the Taoist temple, and then closed the door.But when he took one step back, the wolf took two steps forward, and he cried tremblingly, "Dead demon, with newcomers forgetting the old ones, I will be bitten to death by wolves, ungrateful things..."

He took another step back, only to retreat into a warm embrace.Not knowing if it was his illusion, the wolves in front all took a step back.

He looked back, it wasn't the dead demon, but the great monk he hated.Xiu Yuan stared straight ahead with a cold gaze, and picked up the broom placed by the door.

"Where is the evildoer!" Tao Xinian smelled an ominous evil aura, but this evil aura was not yet proficient enough, within the range he could deal with.

He picked up a talisman casually, threw it in the direction where the evil spirit was rushing, and shouted: "Old Master Taishang, teach me to kill ghosts, and give me the magic formula. I call on the jade girl, and it is unknown to capture it. Climbing rocks and cracks, wearing a seal .Wearing a canopy on the head, tiptoeing Kuigang, supporting Liujia on the left, and Liuding on the right. There is the Yellow God in the front, and the Yuezhang in the back. The god master kills, does not avoid the powerful, kills the evil spirits first, and then kills the night light. Why is God not convinced? , why the hell dare to act? Hurry like a law!"

It's a spell to kill ghosts.

I saw the talisman floated for a while, just landed on the forehead of the wolf, and stuck to it tightly, bursting into flames.Tao Xinian threw out the peach wood sword again, and the peach wood sword seemed to have aura, and rushed towards the wolf leader.In an instant, the wolf's skin was torn apart, and its body was blown to pieces.

When the other two wolves saw that the first wolf had left, they blew their trombones twice and fled in a hurry.Tao Xinian walked up to Abo, rubbed the leaf that was so frightened that he exploded, and asked like a hero who saved the beauty, "It's all right, are you injured?"

Seeing Tao Xinian, Abo was like a girl with a spring meeting a hero, screaming with joy, hugging his neck, and kissed him hard on the face, wishing to stick out his tongue and lick it a few more times.

Tao Xinian pushed him down, picked up a stick, rummaged through the pile of flesh and blood for a while, and happily found a small sequin, which was the spirit of the wolf demon before he cultivated the inner alchemy.

Before the spirit essence dissipated, he held the essence in the palm of his hand and urged the inner alchemy, and the essence was absorbed into his body and became a part of his inner alchemy.Since then, his magic power has increased by one point.

It's a pity that this wolf is too weak and easy to deal with. If this spirit is a little bigger, he can increase his mana.

After finishing the work, he shook his clothes belt and said, "It's a pity that the frying was too broken, otherwise we could eat wolf meat. Ah Bo, go and clean up."

"Yes!" Abo snatched the broom from Xiu Yuan's hand, and immediately got to work.

Xiuyuan was a little surprised, Tao Xinian's Taoism seemed to be quite good.He looked towards the direction in which the two wolves disappeared, frowning slightly.

There was a smile on Tao Xinian's face, getting the essence meant that mana would increase.His lazy habit makes him rarely go out to hunt monsters, and he is naturally happy to enjoy the monsters that come to his door.

He admitted that his way of cultivation was somewhat evil. His master persuaded him several times, and seeing that he had been very careful and had no accidents, he let him go.The spirits of little demons and mobs who are not good enough will not affect him at all, so taking a shortcut is beneficial and harmless, wouldn't it be great?As for the more powerful monsters with inner alchemy, he couldn't deal with them, so he never tried how much their inner alchemy would affect him.

After cleaning, Abo bounced back to Tao Xinian's room.Tao Xinian was sitting by the stove and was throwing dried fruit into his mouth. Seeing him come back, he asked, "Where is Xiu Yuan? Are you still working?"

Abo let out a "hum", and ran back to look. The front of the Taoist temple was empty, and there was no shadow of Xiu Yuan.He went to the kitchen and bedroom again, but there was none.

"Master Dao, he's gone, he's gone!" Abo's voice was a bit smug.

Tao Xinian stood up, shook the hem of his clothes, and walked slowly to the door of the Taoist temple. The snow shovel placed by the wall disappeared, and several footprints disappeared at the intersection of the downhill.

He crossed his arms, as if thinking.

"No, I'll be back in a while." After saying that, he turned and entered the Taoist temple.

Abo stared at his back resentfully, and murmured: "Dead Demon Dao, with newcomers forgetting the old ones, chatting with him so happily, asking so many questions, and not talking to me..."

On the mountainside of Qinglong Mountain, the vast snow covered the Asura field last night, several hungry wolves were biting their severed limbs, and the two wolves who had escaped just now stood in front of them.It seems that just now the first wolf was dissatisfied with eating corpses, so he led the two wolves up the mountain to look for food.

Xiu Yuan holds a shovel in his hand and stands at the upper air outlet, the wind blows his cloak, making a whistling sound.

Seeing him, the two wolves raised their heads and let out two long howls.He was with Tao Xinian just now, the two wolves had seen each other before, they felt the danger, they howled and backed away.The rest of the wolves did not dare to approach easily.

With no expression on his face, Xiu Yuan jumped down the small slope and split one of the wolves in half with a shovel, blood splattering everywhere.He avoided the splashing hot blood, not letting the blood stain his clothes.The rest of the wolves howled a few times, backed up one after another, turned and ran for their lives.

He didn't look at the wolves who were running for their lives in a hurry. He chose a flat place, shoveled it down, and started digging a hole.Half an hour later, a large pit was dug that could accommodate nearly ten people.

He first lifted a few people in plain clothes out of the snow, put them neatly into the pit, folded his hands together, and covered them with loess and snow piously, so that there was no trace of the ground turning over.

Then they dug in a wasteland a little farther away. The hole was dug perfunctorily. After digging, the rest of the men in black were shoveled in, including one in plain clothes.

In the evening, it snowed again, and the snowflakes fell on the ground one after another, covering up all the evils.

Everything seems to have never happened.

The author has something to say: Regarding the names of poor monks and poor Taoists, in fact, monks and Taoist priests in the Wei and Jin Dynasties called themselves "poor monks", and monks were also called Taoists. Later (about the Tang Dynasty) monks changed to call themselves "poor monks". ".But here, in order not to play a show, I won't be picky here. I'm still a "poor monk" and a "poor monk".