With a heavy door opening, a Taoist boy in a little yellow robe of about six or seven years old stretched his head from the gate. It was the moment of sunset, especially when the top of the mountain was almost facing the sunset.
The orange sunlight reflected on Su Yan, causing Xiaodaotong to subconsciously squint.
"Master?"
At this moment, because of the refraction of sunlight, Xiao Dao Tong couldn't see Su Yan's face clearly, but saw the clothes he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with.
"I'm still eight precepts, open the door soon," Su Yan walked with weak feet and hungry, with an unhappy expression on his face at the moment.
Xiaodaotong's face suddenly changed: "Don't open!"
Su said nothing, grabbed Xiao Bai and threw it over, Xiao Dao Tong subconsciously caught it, and then a scream that seemed to pierce the eardrum sounded, Xiao Dao Tong disappeared.
Xiao Bai clicked on it, seemingly aggrieved. In order to cause unnecessary trouble, Su Yan put Xiao Bai away, then pushed open the door of Taoist temple, and led Xiao Hei in.
"Bold fanatic, dare to break into my Baiyun Temple, don't you want to live anymore?" Su Yan just walked in, and seven or eight young Taoist priests took broomsticks and iron hairpins, and suddenly surrounded Su Yan. , And there was a little road boy who was choking with tears beside him.
"Hi, hi, I'm the benefactor of your Taoist temples, don't you know this person!" Su Yan also lost energy and joked with them again, really hungry a little bit terribly.
After all, I didn’t eat a day, and I was about to go back to Pingyang City to eat. I met such a stubble, a bitter struggle, lost half of my soul power, and then played with Zhou Qing, crying and laughing, and then walking hundreds of miles of mountain road without stopping. The robot is almost out of power.
"Uncle Master!"
"Uncle Master, what's wrong with you, what happened?"
"Aren't you in the Taoist temple..."
……
When everyone saw Su Yan helping Zhou Qing down the mule, they recognized Zhou Qing at a glance, but at this moment Zhou Qing was covered in blood, as if he had been robbed by a strongman.
At this moment, Zhou Qing opened his eyes slowly, and Su Yan hurriedly looked overjoyed: "Brother, how are you feeling? Let's go to Baiyun to watch!"
"Big brother?" Everyone was surprised, then looked at the uncle, and breathed out: "Xiaoyan, I really trouble you, send me back to the room."
"Okay brother, where do you put your room?"
"I know I know, Master, let me help you."
"It turned out to be Xiaoqi, okay."
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A young Taoist priest hurriedly helped Zhou Qing to go to his room, and everyone knew that Su Yan was the wrong one, and hurriedly apologized. Of course, Su Yan also accepted.
"These are all trivial things, after all, it's my elder brother, you guys hurry up and get me something to eat, I'm starving to death." Su Yan waved his hand.
"Okay little uncle, I'll wait to prepare." Unconsciously, Su Yan became the little uncle of Baiyunguan, and the crowd dispersed in a panic, preparing meals, cleaning the guest room, and taking medicine for injuries.
Su Yan let go of Xiao Hei and let it go for a stroll on its own, while he waited in front of the kitchen door, a little slow, Su Yan looked up at this unpretentious Taoist temple.
For now, there are about fifteen people in the entire Taoist temple. The master of the Taoist temple, that is, their master, seems to have gone down the mountain to see people sick, but it is estimated that they are coming back soon.
The master, Zhou Qing, the junior, plus himself, turned out to be the third master of this Taoist temple, which is amazing, but with just a few people, it feels so boring.
"Humph!"
Just as Su Yan looked around, the little boy with a crying nose snorted suddenly when he saw Su Yan looked at him, but he was holding a tray with tea on it. This was explained by the seniors.
Why should you let yourself serve this bad little uncle
Su Yan immediately became happy. This little child probably hasn't been weaned yet. She also regretted that she scared him before. After all, it was very cute.
"What's your name?" Su Yan didn't even look at the teacup, just picked up the purple clay pot and started drinking.
"Poor Dao Erbai!" The little Taoist introduced himself, and Su Yan almost spouted a sip of tea.
"Er Bai, still poor Dao, who gave you the name, aren't you Taoist priests like Xuan Jizi, Xuan Zhenzi, Qiu Chuji?" Su Yan asked strangely.
"Pan Dao is still young, and there is no legal name for the time being. In addition, this is the name my master gave me." The little Taoist was angrily, his face flushed, and he looked strangely at this so-called little uncle who was wearing his master's clothes. Are you not a Taoist person
[Anchor, you are too much, what a cute little Taoist!]
[The anchor step away, I want to kiss my little brother. 】
[Such a cute little Zhengma, how can I see it through the world! 】
[Anchor, on behalf of the majority of mothers, I seriously reprimand you for your previous behavior and must apologize. 】
……
This time, everyone who turned out to be weird stood beside this Erbai. Hey, this is the age of looking at faces.
Su Yan squatted down and said, "Er Bai, right? I have a little friend named Xiao Bai, let me introduce you to it?"
[Anchor, dare you! 】
Er Bai hadn't spoken yet, and the live broadcast room was suddenly threatened, which made Su Yan feel embarrassed, or shut down the live broadcast room first
When Xiao Erbai heard it, his face was suspicious, because Su Yan's tone was calm at the moment, like a big brother next door.
"Forget it, do you want me to tell you a story." Su Yan looked at the kitchen that was still steaming rice. It might take a while, and the tea was not full.
"As an apology to you before!" Su Yan said, I have to say, this Taoist temple is very wonderful, although Su Yan is still hungry, but her heart gradually calmed down, when she thought of taking a skeleton to scare such a small point. , I do regret it a little bit, and they call their own little uncle uncle in a milky voice.
"Okay, okay!" As soon as there was a story to listen to, Erbai immediately swept away the previous depression, hurried to move a small bench, and also gave Su Yan one. Before I could not sleep at night, the seniors would tell myself. The master would also speak, but after listening to it for a long time, I realized that there would be so many of them over and over again, and they would be able to recite them.
One day, I went to listen to the story, and finally came out of the room with a pale face. I had nightmares for several nights, and I never heard a good story again.
Su Yan petted Erbai's head and said with a dry cough, "There used to be a child who was the same size as you, and his name was Ma Liang. One day, suddenly I picked up a magical pen, and this painting will become real. Painting a cow will plow the field, and painting a chicken will crow, so Xiao Ma Liang is happy and drew ten suns in the sky."
"Ten!" Xiao Erbai seemed to be very surprised. He looked at the sunset that hadn't sinked down the mountain, and took a breath: "Wouldn't it be hot to death!"
"That's not it. So, a guy named Hou Yi made a big arrow. He shot nine of them after a few clicks. This shot was enjoyable, and I wanted to shoot down the last sun. Nothing. I thought that with a shake of my hand, I actually shot it crooked, and shot a big hole in the sky!" Su Yan continued to talk nonsense.
Xiao Erbai listened with gusto, it was really different from what the ordinary brothers told him.
"Then, then!" Xiao Erbai hurriedly urged. (End of this chapter)