Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 831 Old Acquaintances

The Taoist temple is quiet and the birds are chirping in the mountains and forests. Being in it can make people feel peaceful and peaceful.

The place is indeed a good place, even Silver Fox's is not as contemptuous as before.

"The ancient masters can practice even in the middle of the busy city, little master, your master is quite a master."

Fan Denglong said in admiration.

Xiao Daotong scratched the back of his head shyly, "I think so too, but my master often says that he is a vulgar person."

The first half of life is for livelihood, and the second half is for debt repayment.

"So your master is an expert,"

Fan Denglong touched Xiaodaotong's head with a smile, and looked at the four vigorous characters at the entrance of the Taoist temple, and he was full of praise.

There is only one Taoist boy in the entire Taoist temple and Guo Yingyang, who has escaped into the Taoist sect. Three meals a day are prepared by the two of them by themselves. This kind of life is somewhat incompatible with the bustling big city.

However, people like Fan Denglong, who are a little bit ill with literacy, appreciate this kind of life very much. They always feel that if they can do this kind of behavior, no matter how ridiculous the first half of their life is, they must be like gods in the second half of their life.

In short, in Fan Denglong's eyes, he still spoke highly of Guo Yingyang, who had never met him before.

After entering the Taoist temple, the road paved with gravel has been covered with moss.Facing the gate is Zhenwu Hall, and on both sides are resting places.Xiao Daotong led the two of them around the main hall and came to the peach garden behind.

From a distance, under a peach tree, an old man in Taoist robes was blowing away the flute, with fragrant tea beside him.

The sound of the flute is an unknown folk tune, and there is no charm, but it feels very light.

This old man should be the master here, Taoist Xiyang.

Fan Denglong looked at the back of the old man, and felt a little familiar.

"Strange, why do I feel familiar with this old man?"

Before the thought came out, several people had already come to the stone table, and when they looked straight at it, Fan Denglong's whole body was messed up in the wind.

"It's you,"

Fan Denglong blurted out in surprise.

Although Guo Yingyang's past was a bit miserable, his various behaviors after washing his hands in the golden basin are still very admirable. Fan Denglong thinks that this should be a wise man who has realized his enlightenment.Such a hermit, even if he is not inscrutable, at least he should have a bit of Wei and Jin character. ,

When I saw Guo Yingyang for the first time, he did have a bit of taste, but this old Taoist met him on the streets of the capital a few days ago, wearing a sloppy Taoist robe, and he was full of magic.

The two images overlapped, and all Fan Denglong thought of was the wretched smiling face of Lao Dao when he was with the capital.

Guo Yingyang returned to a Taoist etiquette, and sang, "The Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the benefactor is safe and well."

"Old Daoist, it seems that you are not as simple as you appear on the surface."

If it was true that Guo Yingyang lived in seclusion in this Taoist temple in Xiyang as stated in the Silver Fox information, how could the old Taoist have appeared in the accompanying capital a few days ago?

In a place like Nangang where rich people gather together, if an old Taoist is really a bit good, he will definitely not have to worry about any food and clothing.

Fan Denglong had heard in the news before that some charlatans could openly enter and leave the homes of various big stars by relying on tricks, and the rewards each time were astronomical.

With such a precedent, why does the old Taoist rush to the capital?

There is only one conclusion, that is, in many cases, Tianji did not get the most authentic information at all.

Or in other words, the old man disguised himself so well that basically no one noticed.

"Hey, the last time we met in the capital city was just a coincidence. I was there to visit friends in the capital city. I saw that the benefactor and my Taoist family are destined, so I couldn't help but show up and strike up a conversation with you."

This explanation is also very reasonable, but Fan Denglong is not very convinced.

On the other hand, Yinhu laughed loudly, "Old-nosed old man, what you said is completely wrong."

"What's the explanation for the benefactor?"

"Is there a relationship with your Taoist school? Not to mention that this kid has already married a family, but the blood on his hands can also be said to be related to the Taoist school?"

Guo Yingyang just smiled and didn't argue too much with Yinhu.

Yinhu is purely looking for faults, anyway, he can't see someone pretending to be a ghost.

"The old man, since you can pinch and count, tell me, why did we come this time?"

Silver Fox continued to ask.

Guo Yingyang made an inviting gesture towards the stone chair next to him, and Yinhu was not polite, and sat on it directly.

Xiao Daotong poured tea for the two with great eyesight, while Guo Yingyang said slowly, "No one else, it's just the bronze square tripod 20 years ago."

"The analysis is very thorough,"

Silver Fox was still unmoved, took a sip of tea, and said: "In this case, tell us everything you know, don't think we don't know, the one you sold to the Gao family is a fake."

"This matter should come or will come. It has been hidden in my heart for more than 20 years. Today, you are willing to be a listener, and the old Taoist wished for it."

Guo Yingyang took a sip of tea, with an expression of being lost in memories.

"The vote in Beishan Province 20 years ago is a fear that I will never be able to erase in my life."

Guo Yingyang is known as the Bandit Commander, and he never works with a partner, and works alone.

Twenty years ago, in Bac Son Province, he entered an ancient tomb.The ancient tomb was full of traps, and it took untold hardships to finally remove all the traps, but at that time, he was not in a happy mood, because the nightmare had just begun.

The ancient tomb was extremely cold, and there were many skeletons. He walked forward cautiously, but when he was about to enter the main hall, he was caught by a kind of fascination that had disappeared in the Jianghu, and he fell into a seven-step madness.

"At that time, my whole body was in despair. Seven-step mania has long since disappeared in Jianghu, and no one knows the secret recipe for the antidote. There is no other way but to wait for death."

Guo Yingyang still had lingering fear on his face. That day was the closest he was to the gate of hell.

Fan Denglong and Yinhu looked at each other, and Yinhu said displeasedly: "Old Daoist, what we want to know is the bronze Fangding, and I'm not interested in hearing you talk about those old things."

"If you want to be nostalgic, you can find a time to talk to yourself slowly in the mirror. My time is limited, so don't ink."

Guo Yingyang chuckled, "Sponsor, this is the whole story of the origin of the Fang Ding. Be patient and listen to the old Taoist."

"That Fang Ding was found in that ancient tomb?"

Silver Fox asked again.

Guo Yingyang looked at him with a smile on his face. Seeing this, Fan Denglong could only helplessly say: "Go on, your story is quite interesting."

"At that time, I was in dire straits, desperate and desperate. When I was in a dilemma, a man appeared in the ancient tomb. He made a deal with me."

"Save my life and tell him a big lie."

(End of this chapter)