Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

"What are you mumbling about?" Wen Ruohai glanced at the young Taoist dissatisfied.

The young Taoist put his hands back into the wrist robes in both hands, hesitating for a moment.

"Although it is a taboo, but it can pass on Chao Takiguan, there is no credit but hard work."

"Uncle Master!"

Immediately, two more children in light green robes came over.

Clean, not a little dust on the body.

The face is also white and clean, so delicate that one may suspect that it is two people who jumped out of the painting.

"Two more?"

Wen Ruohai murmured in his heart, the mountain road was difficult.

It is really strange to see Taoist priests here, let alone meet three in one breath.

Although he is young, he is not a fool.

Immediately, he couldn't help feeling a little vigilant, and secretly took two steps back.

The young Taoist ignored him, thinking about how to deal with this poor student of Confucianism.

He used to practice in this conception when he was young, and later he practiced Taoism and stepped into a new world.

For him, this view is more of a memory, just like a scholar who became an official and studied hard in that hut for ten years.

I wanted to pass by this place and look for the memories of the past.

Who knew that the head of Chaotaki Temple was actually a Confucian scholar.

Wen Ruohai was carrying a pole with buckets hanging on both ends, and was about to go back.

"Little Taoist priest, take me to your temple to have a look."

"Who are you? Why should I take you to our temple?" Wen Ruohai was somewhat wary.

"Ruohai, what are you doing here?"

As soon as Wen Ruohai turned his head, the heart that had been suspended just now suddenly let go.

"Sir! What's wrong with you...?"

Li Pingan and Lao Niu looked ashamed.

"Nothing." Li Pingan said, "There is no water on the mountain. I heard Xuanruo said that the well water at the bottom of the mountain is cool. Anyway, nothing happened, so I wanted to take a stroll."

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to fetch a bucket of water.

"This priest is...?"

The young Taoist took a look at the man in the blue shirt, he was so innocent, he couldn't see why.

It's not unfathomable, but it's just like ordinary people who can see through it at a glance, and don't pay much attention to it at the moment.

"It's just a wandering Taoist."

"It makes sense now."

Li Pingan cupped his hands and didn't plan to chat with the other party, so he had a bucket of water with Lao Niu.

Take a sip first, the well water is cool and delicious.

Li Pingan and Lao Niu each tasted a few big mouthfuls before stopping.

In the hot summer, drinking a sip of cool well water is not to mention how comfortable it is.

Li Pingan opened his eyes, the well was deep and dense.

The eye of the well water is probably above a certain spiritual vein, otherwise it would not have bred such sweetness.

The spring is gurgling, and occasionally one or two small fish can be seen in the well.

Li Pingan became interested, thinking about catching a fish or two.

"Ruohai, take the water back first, I'll catch two fish."

"Ah, sir, it's hard to catch Chinese fish in well water."

Wen Ruohai subconsciously reminded him, but suddenly remembered Mr. Li's ability, what a mere fish in a well is nothing.

"Sir, don't worry, then I will wait for you."

Wen Ruohai put down the bucket, he must have a good look at Mr. Li's supernatural powers this time.

Li Pingan untied the fishing line at the end of the bamboo pole slowly.

There is no fishhook, but the bamboo is cut into a piece with a wide middle and two pointed ends, tied with twine, and bent in opposite directions.

Then install earthworms at the tip, and when the fish swallows the bait, the bamboo slices will be stretched and the fish's mouth will be stuck.

Li Pingan flicked the fishing line and hit his butt on the ground.

Wen Ruohai squatted aside, looking forward to it.

The young Taoist asked curiously: "I said little Taoist, you are so rude to me, why do you respect this man so much?"

Wen Ruohai lowered his voice, "This is my master's husband, he has great abilities."

"Big skill?" The young Taoist chuckled, mocking this kid in his heart for not being able to see real people.

Standing in front of him with such a figure as himself, he actually called others a big shot.

It's as if the rabbit ran up to the tiger and said that a donkey had come in the forest, telling the tiger to be more careful.

The two children were even more dismissive.

..............

After half an hour.

In the hot summer, the sun shines directly on the earth, and the earth is as hot as a steamer

The grasshopper lay on the leaf, flapped its wings, and screamed hoarsely.

Li Pingan took out an alchemy book, which recorded the names of medicinal materials and the methods of alchemy.

For a boy of Wen Ruohai's age, every minute and every second of waiting was a torment.

However, fishing is all about patience.

Li Pingan was not in a hurry and was distracted in three places.

One is on the bait, waiting for the fish to bite.

One is in the alchemy book in hand.

The last one will be placed on the practice, to raise the energy to practice,

When inhaling, keep the mind long and strong, the clear air rises along the Du channel, and the air rushes to Baihui.

When exhaling, the qi descends along the Ren meridian, sinks to the perineum, and breathes in and out for a week.

The waist and hips assist luck and cooperate with the guidance of ideas

He used the method of slow fire breathing in the turtle's breathing exercise.

There are two kinds of tortoise breathing exercises, civil and military, and the magic of the fire lies in human effort.

It means urgent movement is called Wuhuo, and it means slow movement is called gentle fire.

Generally, it is necessary to formulate different exercise plans according to the difference in physique and the stage of practice, which also changes in different seasons, regions, and time of day.

The proportion and degree of this can only be grasped by oneself.

Practice does not happen overnight.

After a while.

Li Pingan slowly took out the stick head from his arms.

The outer skin is layer by layer, and the outermost layer is "Karza".

The inside is more than soft, and it tastes even more pliable, and the garza has an extra layer of chewing.

Very little moisture content, strong enough.

It will not be easily corrupted and spoiled, so it is suitable for long-distance carrying.

This is a production method that Li Pingan learned during his travels.

It is best eaten with mutton in a water basin. Break the head of the stick into pieces and put it in the mutton in a water basin.

Wait for the hot soup to soften the head of the stick, and take a bite.

tsk~

It's just that there is no hot soup now, so I can only drink it with water.

Wen Ruohai's patience was gradually exhausted, he leaned on his head with one hand, and yawned boredly.

In the end, I had no choice but to talk to Li Pingan.

He left with the bucket on his shoulders, and after staying for a while, the water in the bucket was almost heated.

Li Pingan nodded slightly.

The little girl and the little boy stood obediently on both sides of the young Taoist priest, looking impatient to wait, but they didn't dare to say a word.

"Yo, hooked?"

Li Pingan flicked the fishing rod.

The little boy pursed his mouth and cast spells with his fingers.

The fishing line suddenly seemed to have grown wings, and moved randomly.

The young Taoist glanced at the little boy and did not stop him.

Seeing that the fishing line was moving wildly, the fish at the end was about to be thrown down.

Li Pingan smiled, instead of intercepting that force, he swung the bamboo pole along with it.

Four or two strokes of a thousand catties are like dispelling this force.

A whitebait was thrown into the air, the little boy didn't even try to hide it, he raised his hand.

The whitebait left the fishing line and landed precisely in his hand.

The little boy couldn't help but smile.

Li Pingan was unmoved, holding another whitebait in his hand, and unhooked it.

"This fish is not bad." He said, "Since the Taoist leader wants it, I'll give you that one."

Holding the silver fish, the little boy felt as if he had been humiliated in disguise.

Li Pingan put away the fishing line and carried the whitebait, "Lao Niu, let's go."

"Moo~"

"Haha, the younger generation is ignorant, I made your Excellency laugh."

With a wave of the young Taoist priest, the silver fish in the little boy's hand flew back to Li Ping'an's hand.

Li Pingan said indifferently: "If the child likes it, he can take it. At such an old age, he naturally likes to play around."

The young Taoist priest's smile was a bit intriguing, but this time he looked carefully, but he still couldn't see through this person.

Ok?

"Your Excellency is a Taoist priest from Chaotakiguan?"

"No, it's just an idler staying at Chaotakikan."

..........

(There was an accident yesterday, it cannot be called a story, but an accident)

(I got off the boat happily, played at the beach for a while, and then went to a bathing center to massage my feet)

(Thinking about writing a novel for everyone after pressing his feet, and then the fucking police officer broke in)

(seriously, I have washed for so many years, the first time I met Cha)

(Then taken away, questioned.)

(Fortunately, we didn’t do anything out of line, and we got out with my boss soon~)