The place where the trail chief sat was a platform protruding from the mountain wall, about three or four meters above the ground.
The late autumn wind blew through the mountains, and the cold air pierced his neck. Ye Cang couldn't help sneezing and tightened his collar.
The three big men who had a profound influence on the entertainment industry stood silently on the mountain road, listening to the sound effects of the game coming from their mobile phones.
Finally, a "victory", representing victory, finally came from the mobile phone of the trail chief. Then he put the mobile phone back in his pocket and jumped down from the mountain.
In such a high place, like a nimble civet cat, he landed lightly on the ground without even changing his face. At this time, he only had the appearance of an expert.
When he stood in front of several people, Shen Huai and others could see his face clearly.
He was in his early twenties, his skin was fair, his hair was combed into a bun, his expression was a little cold, and he looked a little alienated.
Lao Dao hurriedly walked over: "Senior brother, I want to trouble you with something here..."
Before he could finish speaking, the little Taoist priest's gaze swept across Shen Huai and the others, frowning slightly when he looked at Ye Cang: "Borrowing a corpse to bring back the soul?"
Shen Huai and Ye Cang were both shocked. Who would have thought that he could see Ye Cang's identity at a glance. With this ability alone, he was indeed a bit stronger than Lao Dao.
The little Daoist looked at Ye Cang carefully from top to bottom: "Although it's a corpse, it's not contaminated with cause and effect. It's a bit meaningful..."
As he said that, he walked towards Ye Cang.
Lao Dao quickly stopped people: "Senior brother, it's not him..."
The little Daoist stopped and turned his eyes to Shen Huai and Pei Ran, and finally fell on Pei Ran.
Without saying a word, the little Daoist suddenly reached out his hand to hold Pei Ran's wrist.
Although this body is not Pei Ran's original body, it retains his habits and memories, and even the reflexes of his muscles.
Unexpectedly, the little Daoist didn't give up. He flipped his palm and grabbed it directly towards Pei Ran. Pei then stepped back half a step, but the other hand knocked on the little Daoist's wrist.
In just a few seconds, the two have fought for several rounds.
The little road chief's eyes were sparkling: "Good work!"
Saying that, he didn't hold back any longer, but jumped up and fought directly with Pei Ran.
Shen Huai and Ye Cang: "..."
The old man jumped in a hurry: "My brother! Why did you fight with someone!"
The little Daoist was so excited that he didn't even bother to pay attention to him.
The little Daoist is not bad, but Pei Ran came from a family of martial arts. He received the most orthodox training since he was a child. Later, although he went to film, he did not lose his skills.
The speed of the fight between the two was very fast. Pei Ran was slightly better than the little Daoist. He seized the weak point of the little Daoist and kicked the little Daoist out. "Take a few steps back and let go of your strength.
His fight was hearty, like a well-fed cat, his eyes fell condescendingly on Shen Huai, and he snorted: "Yin-yang eyes are just, it's not a big deal!"
Shen Huai: "..."
His mood was inexplicably complicated. It was a rare experience for him to be ignored so thoroughly for the first time. However, his childhood experience, coupled with how difficult it was for Pei Ran to seal the Yin-Yang Eye, made him somewhat hesitant.
Lao Dao saw his thoughts, patted his head, and explained: "I forgot to tell a few people that my senior brother is also yin and yang."
This time, even Pei Ran looked at the little Daoist in surprise.
Xiao Daochang coughed lightly: "If you want to seal something like yin and yang eyes, it is easy to say, but difficult to say. For others, it is not easy to seal it with external force, but it is a piece of cake for me."
He said this, Shen Huai and Ye Cang were both relieved, it seemed that they were lucky this time.
"However, although this matter is simple for me, it still has to match the day and time." The little Daoist frowned and said, "If it's not possible today, I'll let you calculate it later."
This is not a big deal, as long as the time bomb of Yin-Yang Eye can be solved.
After the little Daoist finished speaking, he turned his eyes back to Pei Ran again: "His is nothing unusual, you made me curious, it turned out to be reshaping the body, and there is such a great merit..."
This kind of thing is not unfamiliar to cultivators, but the merit is so thick that it breaks through the way of heaven and reshapes the physical body. This is the first time he has seen it.
Old Daoist also showed a shocked expression. He was not as good as the little Daoist's eyesight. He hadn't seen Pei Ran's situation at the time, so he couldn't help but look at Pei Ran at the moment.
Pei Ran smiled: "The Taoist master has good eyesight."
The little Daoist snorted, and although his expression didn't change, his eyes were obviously full of complacency.
Pei Ran's smile deepened: "The Taoist priest wants to seal the yin and yang eyes for my friend. We will definitely have to live here for a while. There will be many opportunities to meet in the future. I also want to ask the Taoist priest for advice. But the most urgent thing is to ask the Taoist Changxian, please help me with my friend's affairs, okay?"
The little Daoist thought for a while and felt that it made sense, so he led Shen Huai and Ye Cang into the house first.
Pei Ran looked at their backs and said to Lao Dao with a smile, "This little Daoist priest is quite capable."
Lao Dao Shang was immersed in the shock of Pei Ran's body remodeling and his merits and virtues. Hearing him ask this question, he subconsciously replied: "That is, my senior brother is called a genius of cultivating the Dao once in a century. My master said that he In the future, his achievements will be extremely high, and he may even surpass his old man."
When Pei Ran knew the real person Mingjing, he was also a young man about the age of Xiaodaochang. He was also so arrogant and liked to fight. He looked cold and not easy to deal with, but if he heard a few good words, it would be like being slapped. Like a comfortable civet cat, he still maintains a proud face, but has quietly revealed a soft belly.
When Pei Ran returned to the world, all he saw were unfamiliar things, and it was rare to see a little familiarity, which made him feel much better.
Seeing that Pei Ran didn't speak anymore, the old Taoist forced himself to respect him: "Although my brother is talented, he doesn't like to deduce, so I'm better at fortune-telling."
"Oh." Pei Ran glanced at the closed door, and Shen Huai and others just walked in.
Lao Dao was slapped in the face on the spot, quite embarrassed, choked his throat and said: "This is an accident, I will count it for others.
"Is that so?" Pei Ran smiled slightly, "Why don't you do the math for me?"
Old Daoist: "..."
Don't bring such bullying! ! !
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The little Daoist quickly calculated the time. It was five days later. During this time, Shen Huai might have to stay here temporarily.
It wasn't too long, so Shen Huai asked Ye Cang to go back first. After all, he had nothing to do now, but Ye Cang still had work to do. If he really stayed with him for so long, Mingwei would be blown up. .
Although Ye Cang was still a little reluctant in his heart, he also understood that what Shen Huai said was right, and the two were not sticky people, so Ye Cang bought a plane ticket to go back to Zhongjing City, leaving only Shen Huai and Pei Ran.
The little Taoist priest strongly invited the two of them to stay in the Taoist temple for a while.
Shen Huai thought for a while, and then simply donated a large amount of sesame oil to the Taoist Temple, which was regarded as the accommodation fee.
The old man narrowed his eyes with joy, and became more and more enthusiastic about Shen Huai, and hurriedly cleaned up the best guest house for Shen Huai and Pei Ran to live in.
The Taoist temple environment is quiet. Since Shen Huai returned to China four years ago, he has rarely had such a relaxing leisure time. Not a bad thing.
On the other side, the little Daoist and Pei Ran were discussing.
The little Daoist didn't even play games for the past few days, and he devoted himself to discussing with Pei Ran every day. He is well-informed, even if it is Taoist Kung Fu, he actually knows a little bit.
Most of the people in this Taoist temple are middle-aged people, and the small Taoist priests are respected by them as senior brothers. They must maintain the dignity of senior brothers on weekdays and refuse to smile easily. But he is only a young man after all, and he still has a certain desire for his peers.
Although he knew that Pei Ran was reshaping his body, he should not be young anymore, but Pei Ran's appearance was too deceptive. In the past few days, the relationship between the two has improved a lot, and the little Taoist priest has gradually revealed his true nature.
The little Taoist felt a bit reluctant in his heart, and said, "I see that you also feel close to Taoism, why don't you stay in our Taoist temple, even if you don't go home, it's better to be a layman!"
He had an idea: "When my master comes back, let him accept you as a disciple, you will be my junior brother, I will support you, and no one dares to bully you!"
Pei Ran thought to himself, your master's kung fu was still instructed by me at the beginning. If you really want to talk about it, you have to call me Master.
But he just smiled and shook his head.
The little Taoist was a little unconvinced: "Don't you think that we are Taoist priests?"
"How come?" Pei Ran said, "It's just that I have something more I want to do."
The little Daoist asked curiously, "What is it?"
This time, Pei Ran didn't have the hesitation when facing Shen Huai before, but said decisively: "I want to make a movie."
The little Taoist frowned: "Being a star? Is it... to make money?"
The trail master usually follows Master around, but he plays with his mobile phone a lot, and he also vaguely knows some things, such as the fact that celebrities make money.
"But Taoist priests are also very profitable!" The little Taoist said unconvinced, "Don't look at our Taoist temples, in fact, my master is rich."
He thought for a while, then took out his phone: "Look, my full set of skins, I earned them back."
Pei Ran laughed: "That's different."
"What's the difference?"
Pei Ran paused for a while before saying, "Probably, even if I have devoted my whole life, even my life, to it, I still can't give up."
The little Taoist frowned: "This is obsession."
Pei Ran nodded: "Yes, this is my obsession."
The little Daoist was still young, so he didn't really understand the deep feelings in Pei Ran's words. Because for him, whether it’s cultivating or playing games, it’s almost the same, cultivating the dao is very simple, and the game is also very simple, if the master asks him to cultivate, he will do it. It's not that difficult.
The firmness in Pei Ran's eyes was something he had never seen before.
But he could also see that although Pei Ran seemed gentle and easy to talk, as long as he made a decision, no one could persuade him.
So the little Daoist stopped persuading him, but his expression still seemed a little sluggish.
Seeing this, Pei Ran said, "If I make a movie, I'll invite you to watch it next time."
The little Taoist reluctantly raised his spirits: "Okay."
For the first time, he became curious about things other than games.
I secretly decided in my heart that I must see what it is, so that people like Pei Ran are willing to be trapped in it and cannot escape.