Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Qing Huan is already five years old. In the past five years, she has been living with the four masters and apprentices of old man Lang—oh, now she should not be called old man Lang, but master.
After returning to the mountain that year, several senior brothers were seriously injured, but after five years of careful treatment, they are all 70% to 80% better, but the senior brother's legs are completely useless, and the past five years have been very hard Yes, if it weren't for Qing Huan, a delicate little girl, maybe the lives of these men would be even more sloppy.
Although Qing Huan was called Old Man Lang's master, he did not pay homage to the teacher. Old Man Lang said that accepting apprentices is important, and that bathing and burning incense are indispensable. Besides, what kind of Taoist priest should a girl be? So what Old Man Lang meant was, wait until Qing Huan is older and more sensible, and if she really wants to learn Taoism, then let her learn from a teacher then.
Qing Huan was raised by these men since she was a child, and they taught her how to speak and walk, but as time went by, old man Lang became more and more frightened. The longer the girl is, the more beautiful she is, she is sensible, well-behaved and cute. Sometimes old man Lang wonders, how can anyone be willing to throw away such a child? Qing Huan would take care of them when they were very young, she loves to be coquettish, and her temperament is a bit confused, but it is undeniable that with this pistachio, their life is not so difficult.
The battle back then was really heavy, and the four of them paid for a hundred years of life. The elder brother is young, but he already has gray hair on his sideburns. The second senior brother's internal injuries have not healed so far. As for the third senior brother... it was not until later that everyone knew that he lost his soul and soul in that battle, so he often showed signs of memory loss, let alone old man Lang. In fact, he is only sixty years old. Years old, but it looks like an octogenarian.
Such a good person is upright, gentle, brave, firm, willing to be plain and poor, and unknown, but stand up when danger comes. Qing Huan didn't know why she didn't take care of them and save them.
So she officially entered the teacher's school when she was ten years old. Although old man Lang is just a casual cultivator, although they have no background and no sect, and although there is no benefit, Qing Huan still respectfully kowtows to old man Lang three times - even though this is just an ordinary mortal.
he deserves it.
After becoming a teacher, Qing Huan's life is not so easy. In the past, she just entertained her seniors every day, playing in the mountains, reading books and playing the piano by herself. Unbeknownst to him, this is especially true for senior brother. After his legs were disabled, he began to focus on medicine. Without his legs, he can no longer fight, but he also has things within his power, such as developing better pills, Those who can restore energy or make up for a moment, for example... In short, there are many things to do.
Never complained.
Although the second and third senior brothers have their own flaws, they all work very hard. Even old man Lang often ponders some new methods.
During the five years from the age of ten to fifteen, Qing Huan spent in endless books and classical spells. I don't know who passed these things on, but they are indeed effective against demons and ghosts. Qing Huan studied very hard. Old man Lang often praised her as the most talented of all his disciples. At this time, the senior brother would sit on the wooden wheelchair and watch with a smile, and the second senior brother would say a few words If he asks for a beating, the master will catch up and kick his ass, and the third senior brother will laugh at him.
Such a day is dull, but extremely happy.
The wheelchair was made by Qing Huan. On the day the senior brother got it, although he didn't say anything, Qing Huan could see how excited he was. When she was a child, she climbed on him to smooth his frowning brows, but now that she is grown up, she can't do that. No matter how slender a fifteen-year-old girl is, she weighs dozens of pounds, and the elder brother's legs can't bear it.
In the past fifteen years, Qing Huan has come over bit by bit. She never thought about anything else, and she didn't even bring Mo Ze with her. These four men warmed her heart, and made her own heart begin to feel warm. Sometimes Qing Huan even hopes that this kind of life will continue forever and never stop.
But she knows that it will always stop, her destiny is eternal life, and her eternal life will not be accompanied by anyone.
This is the path she chose, and she will never regret it.
But with such heart-warming warmth, let her grasp it a little tighter.
After finishing the lunch, Qing Huan usually served the rice first, and then went to call people one by one.
Eldest brother usually reads under the big tree in the yard, which is easy to shout, but most of the time he is fascinated by it. At this time, Qing Huan will not call him, just push the wheelchair into the house. Then I went to look for the second senior brother. The second senior brother was walking the Big Dipper in the house. He was already hungry, so he just yelled. The third senior brother often forgot the time to eat. As the years passed, the lost soul affected him more and more. When Qing Huan calls him to eat, he will feel that he has already eaten, sometimes sitting in front of the table, he will even forget how to use chopsticks.
The last is Master. The old man was quite old, and his body was still strong. He ran around all the year round when he had nothing to do. He often ran to the foot of the mountain, squatting in a small town for half a day, staring at the steamed stuffed bun sellers and drooling. Seeing that he was pitiful, the lady at the bun shop would give him one. The stinky old man took a bite out of it and stopped eating. The aunt rolled her eyes when she saw him.
It's like the dragon sees the head but doesn't see the tail.
But Qing Huan also has tricks. Compared with old man Lang, her head is smarter and not stupid, and she has cast a curse on old man Lang long ago. When the meal is over, she will burn a stick of incense and chant, and the little old man will rush back within half an hour. There is no other reason, the little apprentice is so good at cooking, and the food he cooks is so delicious that people can swallow their tongues. If he doesn't hurry up, those three heartless apprentices won't let him stay! Although the little apprentice would obediently leave him a meal, old man Lang felt that it would be no fun if no one robbed him of his lunch!
His favorite thing to do is to snatch food from the chopsticks of his apprentices, relying on his identity as a master, open his mouth wide in front of them, and then eat it triumphantly.
Very shameless, but very cute little old man.
After the meal, the dishes and chopsticks belong to the second senior brother, so she just needs to push the senior brother back under the tree again. The wind blew over, and the senior brother's black hair was mixed with a lot of silver. Qing Huan felt a little sad. Although she jumped out of the six realms, she was not enough to resist the way of heaven. There are some things she can't do either.
This is the mutual restriction and balance between her and Tiandao, and it is also a tacit understanding between each other. It's just that she has a human form, but Tiandao doesn't. She is conscious, but Tiandao is not.
If she wanted the four of them to have a good life, she had to find a way by herself.
There is wild game in the mountains, and Taoism does not pay attention to vegetarianism, but killing is not good after all. Old man Lang has always loved the appetite, and he can do bigu, but he is reluctant to part with the delicious food in the world. So far, Qing Huan has only one wish, quickly find a reason for her to go down the mountain, in this case, maybe she can think of a good way.
It's not impossible for her to get those things, but Qing Huan discovered one thing. When she was completely involved in it and didn't use any power that didn't belong to this world, her heart beat stronger than usual. If she wants to feel the seven emotions and six desires, she must learn to restrain herself.
"Sister Huan! Sister Huan!"
Old man Lang's ghostly cry came from the room again. "Sister Huan, where did the snacks you made for me go? Sister Huan! Shouli stole things from me!"
Let's see, in this sect, she is obviously the youngest in her generation, yet she is doing things that the elders can do. Old man Lang is disrespectful to the old, and always calls her Huanmei with his seniors. At first Qing Huan shivered and got goosebumps, but now she is also numb. "Coming!"
After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and gently combed the elder brother's hair, tied it with a hair tie, and said: "The medicine I boiled for you is placed on the stone table, don't forget to drink it."
The elder brother nodded obediently, and stared at Qing Huan with gentle eyes. "OK."
Qing Huan smiled, and returned to the main hall, old man Lang and the third senior brother Shouli almost got into a fight - but the picture was not very good, the third senior brother grabbed old man Lang's beard, put one foot on old man Lang's chest, and Old man Lang's claws were on the face of the third brother, and the scissor legs locked the other's head. These two people... the third brother is like a child after losing his soul, no different from Qing Huan's character when they picked him up, but old man Lang is not a child, he is so old, and he still likes to eat snacks .
Don't steal the dried fruits and sweet potatoes that you like to dry too often.
Qing Huan couldn't stand it anymore, so she made a special one for him, put it in a basket, and hung it on the pillar in the hall to prevent wild cats and mice from stealing it. Old man Lang touched it today, hey! Gone! Don't even think about it, this little bastard Shou Li must have eaten it, and this little bastard is the most greedy!
This made her judge, Qing Huan persuaded with kind words, but the old urchin and the little urchin didn't listen, her face was pulled down suddenly, and the two of them quickly let go of each other in fright, standing like a child, not daring to mess around.
Qing Huan pointed at the corner of the wall: "Face the wall!"
Old man Lang pouted, feeling extremely upset, and he didn't forget to kick the third senior brother while facing the wall. The third senior brother glared at old man Lang with tears in his eyes.
Qing Huan stroked her forehead helplessly, these people...
Just when she was about to pick some wild vegetables, she suddenly heard a noise coming from outside. There were only five of them, their master and apprentice, on the mountain. After a temple was built, no one came to the Taoist temple for several years. Old man Lang lost his temper because of this matter. Why are the incense sticks taken away by the bald donkeys? ! If you give them some money, they can eat better, right
Alas, being a Taoist priest is hard work. He has suffered for more than 60 years, and his heart is full.