Tianjiao midfielder

Chapter 18 The Old Taoist

It is said that the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own kennels. These days, Chen Feng has a deep understanding. In the past few days, under the care of his mother and adults, Chen Feng has enjoyed the feeling of a young master at home.

But the good times didn't last long, the mother saw Chen Feng who was at home all day with nothing to do, and decided to find something for Chen Feng to do.

"What? Going to live in a temple for a few days? Why?" Chen Feng looked in surprise at his mother who proposed to live in a nearby mountain temple for two days. His mother is a typical Buddhist believer and would go to a nearby temple to visit vegetarians almost every year. In the past, Chen Feng would be dragged by his mother to eat vegetarian food a few times when he was a child. After that, Chen Feng never wanted to go again. Vegetarian food without oil and salt was hard to swallow for Chen Feng.

My mother gave Chen Feng a blank look, and she didn't stop packing her clothes: "Yeah, when you went to Japan, I read a lot of reports about football. You didn't know how much I was worried about you. I saw that none of the players who played football were uninjured, and their dangerous actions scared me. It just so happens that you have nothing to do when you come back. Why don't you just go to the temple with me to visit the temple and ask the Buddha to bless you."

"Oh my god, I'm afraid the Buddha can't protect me if I play football in the West. The scope of authority is different. If you want to worship, you should also worship Christianity. Maybe the priest and Lord Jesus will protect me with compassion?"

Chen Feng's mother hit Chen Feng to stop Chen Feng from continuing: "Nonsense, you are disrespectful to the Buddha. As long as you believe in Buddhism, the Buddha will bless you wherever you are, and you are asking you to be careful about yourself. Well, don't talk so much, hurry up and get ready to go up the mountain with me."

So Chen Feng was forced to go up the mountain with his mother to live in the temple for a few days. After staying here, Chen Feng found that the place was not as bad as he imagined. Not to mention the fresh air on the mountain, there were not many rules in the temple, as long as it was not too loud and disturbing other people. Moreover, Chen Feng also discovered that there was a large open space behind the temple. After asking some of the young masters, he got the answer that they could practice in this open space. Ball, so what does it matter if you go vegetarian for a few days.

For two days in a row, Chen Feng chanted scriptures and had dinner with his mother, and then spent the rest of the time practicing football. Chen Feng also miraculously discovered that some young monks could play football. Only then did he realize that his impression of the temple was a bit too rigid. The two days he lived in changed his perception of the temple a lot.

Tonight, Chen Feng was practicing in the open area behind the temple as usual. A black figure slowly walked over from the back mountain. Chen Feng was startled by the black figure, and almost couldn't resist kicking the ball to the black shadow. However, this kind of thing often happened in the past two days. Some young monks would often go to the back mountain, but this was only during the day, and few people went to the back mountain at night.

After the black figure slowly came out of the woods, under the moonlight, Chen Feng saw clearly that it was a man dressed like an old Taoist priest. He thought that he felt more and more timid after going to Japan. He would be afraid of all kinds of troubles, but he can't be blamed. The things he encountered in Japan may make a person who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods doubt his life at all.

The old Taoist walked over happily after seeing Chen Feng: "Finally, I can find you, a young man, you are easy for me to find."

"Me? This... Taoist priest? Are you looking for me?" Chen Feng pointed at himself and said suspiciously.

"Tsk, I'm looking for you. What's your tone? Old Daoist, I have searched all the way on this mountain. I thought you would never be in this kind of temple, but I didn't expect you to be in this temple. The old Taoist had to walk over this mountain to avoid stepping into this temple." The old Taoist shook his head, as if Chen Feng had done something outrageous.

"... If the Taoist priest has nothing to do, then I will leave first." Chen Feng felt that the old Taoist priest might not be mentally normal, so he just wanted to leave.

"Hey, what are you talking about, kid? Why is my old man's spirit not normal? How am I not like a normal person?" The old man yelled.

Chen Feng subconsciously thought that you are not like a normal person. He suddenly realized that he hadn't said that the old Taoist was mentally abnormal. How did the old Taoist know what he was thinking.

"Hmph, I'm not like a normal person in any way? The old man doesn't know how normal it is. You don't have to be surprised. I can clearly guess what's going on in your heart just by looking at your face. Come here quickly, boy. You want to leave like this after the old man has been looking for you for so long? Don't you want to know why the old man is looking for you?"

Chen Feng shook his head quickly: "I'm sorry, I don't want to."

"..." This time it was the old Taoist's turn to be speechless, wondering why this person didn't play the cards according to the routine: "It seems that I can only open the skylight to speak out. Let me ask you, boy, do you often feel mentally exhausted recently, and then you obviously don't feel very tired physically, but you are so tired that you fall asleep whenever you get the chance; and there are often some strange voices in your head, which are indistinct."

Chen Feng looked at the old Taoist priest in surprise. Although what he said was somewhat different from his situation, it was basically in line with the actual situation, so he tentatively said, "I don't know what advice this Taoist priest has for this situation? Although I don't have the situation you mentioned, I have always been interested in some weird things."

Listening to Chen Feng's words of 300 taels of silver here, the old Taoist chuckled, too lazy to be familiar with this young man: "Let me just say it straight, although I don't know what happened to you, but I can feel that you have two souls in your body, so your body can't bear the pressure and often feels very tired. of."

"so what should I do?"

"Don't run away now? Thanks to you meeting the old Taoist me, I will give you this bottle of medicine. Drink it and go to bed early tonight, and you will be fine tomorrow." The old Taoist took out a bottle of black potion in a mineral water bottle from his pocket. The black potion was already black and purple, which made Chen Feng feel a little startled when he saw it.

Seeing Chen Feng's panic, the old Taoist threw the bottle to Chen Feng with disgust and said, "Whether you drink or not is up to you. Anyway, I have already given you something. I have a clear conscience, and the old Taoist will leave first."

Chen Feng returned to the room and looked at the black bottle in his hand suspiciously. Although the old Taoist was quite right, is this purple-black thing really drinkable?What if it's just that the old Taoist's random words just happen to make such a wild guess?Who knows where this black thing came from.

"Forget it, forget it, just drink it, try it first to see if you can drink it, and then plan to pay 120 to save your life." Chen Feng tried a little bit of black water, but found that it was surprisingly delicious. After drinking a few more sips, he felt tired instantly, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep without changing his clothes.

When he woke up the next morning, Chen Feng had a vague feeling that there was a blond-haired person next to the bed. He was tall and looked like a foreigner. He murmured, "No matter how I dream, it's not a blond foreign beauty but a tall ghost. Has my orientation changed?"

The golden foreigner responded with a smile: "Your orientation should be fine."

　In fact, the possessions in my mind are borrowed from (plagiarized) Chess Soul. I don’t know if you have watched it. I really liked watching Chess Soul at the beginning. I recalled it in my childhood.
　　
　
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