The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

What's more, Li Daoling is still a real person pardoned by the imperial court, so his rank is naturally much higher than that of the Taoist priest who guards the mountain.

But now, Li Daoling's disciple suddenly appeared in his mountain cloud view, which can be regarded as an acquaintance.

As for the questioning and answering, although it is an acquaintance, it is impossible to avoid it. After all, no one can trust their identity based on a certificate and a few words.

"Master Shoushan knows my master? Master, the old man has rarely walked around in recent years, but he is still in good health."

Zhong Wen was also a little surprised. It was the first time he went down the mountain to place an order, since he could still meet the acquaintance of the master.

Afterwards, the two sat on the futon in the main hall, started the order registration process, and answered questions.

Taoist Priest Shou Shan basically asked some scriptural questions, and Zhong Wen was able to respond accordingly.

Fortunately, Zhong Wen's memory is good, otherwise, he would not be able to pass the quiz on today's registration order, and he might really have to sleep in the wild.

After half an hour, the question-and-answer session was over.

"The Nine-Headed Taoist Priest's Taoism is profound, and it's better to be poor. No wonder Li Zhenren accepted you as an apprentice. It's really a famous teacher who produces an excellent apprentice."

After finishing the question-and-answer scriptures, Taoist Priest Shoushan greatly admired Zhong Wen's knowledge of Taoist scriptures. Of course, he also praised Li Daoling similarly.

"Master Shoushan is too polite."

Zhong Wen then responded.

To be honest, Zhong Wen hasn't had a bite of food since early in the morning, and he just drank a bowl of water on the boat. At this time, the gurgling in his stomach has long been unbearable.

"Jiu Shou Taoist seems to be hungry, please come with me, I will welcome you to the place where you live, and prepare some meals for you."

Taoist Priest Shoushan heard the cuckoo in Zhong Wen's stomach, and he knew it in his heart. Then he got up from the futon and led Zhong Wen to a residence.

Zhong Wen picked up the bundle and the sword not far from outside the hall, and followed closely behind.

The place to stay is not big, it should be said that it is very small, a small room, a bed, nothing else, it is extremely simple.

The food served half an hour later was rather crude and not like human food. It was not much different from what Zhong Wen had when he first came to the Tang Dynasty.

Zhong Wen looked at the meals delivered by Taoist Shoushan, although he felt a little disgusted in his heart, but after all, he was placing an order in the eyes of others, and it was already a personal preference to eat some, so what else could he ask for.

"Mountain and wild food, the Nine-headed Taoist priest should not dislike it."

After Shoushan Daoist finished speaking, he left, leaving Zhong Wen alone in the room.

There is no special dining room in the Mountain Cloud Temple, only an ordinary kitchen. After all, there is only Taoist priest guarding the mountain in the temple, and this is the only way to treat fellow Taoists who come to the temple to place orders.

After eating, Zhong Wen washed the bowls and chopsticks, put them by the door of the room where he was staying, returned to the room, got on the bed, and meditated.

The night was very quiet, Taoist Priest Shoushan had already returned to his house and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the second day, after the sky was getting brighter, Zhong Wen woke up and walked out of the house.

At this time, Daoist Shoushan just got up not long after, and after the two said hello to each other, Zhong Wen started to wash up, and Daoist Shoushan took the bowls and chopsticks that Zhong Wen left by the door yesterday, and went to the kitchen.

Afterwards, Taoist Priest Shoushan brought Zhong Wen to the main hall and started morning class.

This morning class is also one of the procedures for placing orders, which is indispensable and unavoidable.

1 Chapter [-]: The Night Guest in the Black Shop [Add a chapter for all rewarding readers]

In fact, placing an order is like being a guest at the door. The guest has to follow whatever the host wants to do, even if it is going to work in the field, the guest has to follow, basically the same.

However, Taoist's order is relatively complicated, not as simple as the so-called door-to-door visit.

Of course, the pending order will also indicate the time, such as whether it is a day or a few days, you have to tell Guanyu, otherwise, it will be difficult for him to prepare meals or something.

And Zhong Wen came to Yuzhou, a city that is both familiar and unfamiliar, with the intention of staying for a few more days.

But yesterday when he came to the mountain cloud temple, he was already ruined by the scene in front of him.

Yuzhou, he doesn't want to stay any longer.

Zhong Wen plans to bid farewell to Taoist Shoushan after the morning class is over today, after all, he already had a conversation with Taoist Shoushan yesterday.

An hour later, the morning class ended.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest Shoushan, Jiushou needs to take a boat south today, so let's not live here, and when we come to Yuzhou again in the future, come and disturb Taoist Priest Shoushan again."

Zhong Wen returned to the house where he was temporarily staying, and after saluting with his own, he bid farewell to Taoist Priest Shoushan.

"Jiu Shou Daoist is very polite, next time you come to Yuzhou, the poor Daoist will sweep the couch to welcome you."

Taoist Priest Shoushan still has a good impression of Zhong Wen. After all, he was conquered by asking the scriptures yesterday, and he also wanted to ask Zhong Wen for more Taoist scriptures and so on.

But Zhong Wen only stayed in Shanyun Temple for a single day, so it was impossible for him to stay for a long time.

Afterwards, Taoist Priest Shoushan sent Zhong Wen out of Shanyun Temple, and watched Zhong Wen leave.

Lonely, empty and cold, at this moment, Taoist priests guarding the mountain are all over the place.

"Master Li is so lucky to have such a good disciple. It seems that I have to find a good disciple too."

Taoist Priest Shoushan felt sad. The death of his previous disciple made him sad for several years. Now, seeing Li Daoling's disciple come to place the order brought back a lot of memories for him.

After Zhong Wen left Shanyun Temple, he headed towards the pier where he disembarked yesterday.

Two quarters of an hour later, Zhong Wen, who arrived at the pier, also boarded a boat and headed for the lower reaches of the Yangtze River.

Zhong Wen's trip had no destination. After all, he was just traveling around the world. He wanted to see more about the current situation of the Tang Dynasty, and even more so, the humanities in ancient times.

The boat that Zhong Wen took this time was relatively larger than the boat he took yesterday, but it was also a boat that was used for both people and goods.

After all, the population in this Tang Dynasty was not as large as in the previous life.It can be said that compared with the previous life, the population is pitifully sparse.

In the evening, the boat stopped at a pier.

The people on the boat also disembarked, and found a nearby guest house to stay and have some food by the way.

Zhong Wen also followed the others and stayed in a guest house.

In the past two days, Zhong Wen only ate two bowls of rice in the mountain cloud temple, and his stomach was already so hungry that he was about to make trouble.

In the guest house, Zhong asked the shopkeeper for a bucket of rice, plus some dishes, went back to the guest room where he lived alone, and started eating.

Zhong Wen asked the shopkeeper for so many meals, which really made the shopkeeper a little uncomfortable, looking at the Taoist priest in front of him, he was a little surprised.

Zhong Wen went back to the guest room to eat, in order to reduce unnecessary troubles, so that everyone would not look at him like a monkey.

Zhong Wen's stomach was really hungry, and as soon as he returned to the guest room, he started to eat.

As for whether the food in this inn is good or not, it's hard to say.

For Zhong Wen who is hungry at this moment, it must be delicious, but if it is really normal, Zhong Wen will probably say something, it is really unpalatable, is this for pigs?

Zhong Wen, who had a full stomach, threw the wooden barrel for food and the wooden barrel for vegetables to the side of the guest room, and lay down directly on the bed to rest.

Hunger is human nature, and it is also Zhong Wen's greatest pain.

When I was young, it was because I didn't have much food to eat. After I entered the temple, I had to eat enough.

But now, after two or three days, the hunger in his stomach attacked him again.

Fortunately, he has money, otherwise, he can only be a magic stick and eat his own food.

Late at night, the lights around the guest house were dimmed, and Zhong Wen was sitting on the bed meditating.

Inside the guest house, it seemed unusually quiet at the moment, and the only thing that could be heard was the snoring of the guests staying there.

And these snoring sounds didn't affect Zhong Wen at all.

In the middle of the night, there was a strange sound in Zhong Wen's ears, which seemed to be the sound of opening a door.

However, there was another sound of light footsteps after that, and Zhong Wen didn't listen too much, probably it was someone who got up at night.

However, Zhong Wen didn't know that there were two night guests in the guest house he stayed in.

These two people tiptoely opened the door of a customer's room, shaking their heads from time to time to look around.

The door opened by these two people happened to be an upper room, and a merchant guest lived in the room.

Zhong Wen had seen this middle-aged businessman during the day, with a big belly and full of silk and satin clothes, he must be a rich cargo owner.

At this moment, a thin night guest pointed to another short night guest at a heavy baggage in the house, motioning for that person to go over and take it away.

Short Yeke saw his accomplice's gesture, and then walked lightly towards the direction of the burden.

The middle-aged businessman in the guest room was soundly asleep at the moment. He didn't know that there would be a night guest coming, and he went straight to his luggage.

In that bag, there are some copper coins and some jewels he earned during this trip, which are very heavy for him to carry.

One of his servants did not live in the same room as him, but lived in a bunk provided by the guest house.

The price of a single room is slightly more expensive, and the general bunk is only for those who live in Lower Liba, or some boatmen and the poor.

He is a merchant, rich and well-known, so it is naturally impossible for him to live in a shop with those poor people. Of course, this middle-aged merchant is also stingy, otherwise, he would not let his servants live in a shop.

After a few breaths, the two night guests left the client with their heavy burdens.

The two of them hugged their bags and climbed away from the window of the guesthouse on the way out, but the little noise they made did not escape Zhong Wen's ears.

Although Zhong Wen was meditating, the voice never stopped.

Zhong Wenwen thought that the man from the night was very careful and moved lightly, but when he heard the sound of the window, he felt that it was different from the sound of the door, and felt strange.

Immediately, Zhong Wen's consciousness was released, and he headed for the source of the sound.

The two night guests carefully left the guest house by the faint moonlight, and trot away in the distance.

Zhong Wen was curious, why did these two behave like this, could they be thieves?

Zhong Wen has rarely seen this kind of theft, let alone discovered or caught it on the spot, so he has only heard about this kind of people.

But at this time, the two leaving figures seen by the divine sense were just guesses in their hearts, and they had not really confirmed the identities of the two.

Zhong Wen didn't know why these two people behaved like this, and he became suspicious.

Immediately afterwards, the divine sense followed, following the two of them to a house in the distance ahead.

"How is it? Have you got it?"

Inside the house, the lights were dark, and suddenly there was such a sound.

"Dahei, you don't see who the two of us are, there are things we can't touch, you see."

The thin night guest held the bundle and handed it to the man named Dahei.There was a trace of excitement in his tone.

"Well done, Ergou, Yedan, you two will act like nothing happened tomorrow, so what should you do?"

The person named Dahei in the house took the burden, secretly happy in his heart, and then gave instructions to the two of them.

Zhong Wen looked at the three people in the room spiritually, not knowing why.

These three people seemed to be thieves, but Zhong Wen didn't know what was in the bag they stole, but according to his guess, it was probably money and jewelry.

Afterwards, the two night guests left, and the man named Dahei hid the bundle in a dark compartment in the house.

Now that the item was obtained, the matter was naturally over, and the man named Dahei began to lie down on the bed and fall asleep.

Zhong Wen's consciousness saw that he had fallen asleep, so he didn't stay for long, as long as he knew what happened.

However, Zhong Wen looked at this man named Da Hei, as if he had seen him during the day, Zhong Wen really couldn't remember it for a while.

Afterwards, Zhong Wen didn't think about it any more, and sat up in meditation. After half an hour, he lay down and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the second day, there was an exclamation in the guest house.

All the guests who hadn't woken up made a fuss.

As for Zhong Wen, he woke up as soon as it was dawn, and was sitting on the bed meditating, waiting for the sky to get brighter before going to wash up.

During this burst of exclamation, Zhong Wen could guess at least eighty-nine points. It is estimated that the merchant lost his burden and made a commotion.

Zhong Wen didn't like to watch this kind of excitement, but since there was too much noise, he had to get up and wash up.

"Damn it, you guys are a black shop. You stole my whole bag of jewelry. I want to report to the officials, I want to report to the officials."

After Zhong Wen finished washing, he carried his burden on his back, took the Meteorite Sword, and came to the hall, where he saw the middle-aged merchant shouting loudly in the hall.

Anyone who loses money will be anxious, let alone this merchant.

According to what Zhong Wen knew last night, the baggage he lost probably contained a lot of gold, silver and jewelry.

And the merchant said that this guest house is a black shop, but the shopkeeper of the guest house disagreed.

"Who are you calling a black shop? Who is a black shop? My guest house has been here for many years, and it has been safe and sound. When you came, you said that you lost your jewelry. You polluted my guest house and wanted to report it to the authorities. Then report it."

The owner of the inn is a middle-aged man with a big belly, full of wealth, and a fierce face, shouting so loudly that his saliva can be sprayed several meters away.