The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

Shen Zhongyu inquired with the shopkeeper about the suitable place to build a Taoist temple in the local area. The Taoist brothers had been wandering for many years and wanted to settle down here.

The shopkeeper saw that although the two of them looked young, there was a bit of vicissitudes in their eyes. They were obviously people who had seen the world, and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say, where do you want to practice meditation? The north city is poor and the south city is expensive."

Shen Zhongyu said: "We are all traveling Taoist priests, how can we afford it? Just find an open space."

"That's right." The shopkeeper said, "Two priests, please stay here in peace. I'll ask the guy to find the dentist." "Thank you then." Shen Zhongyu cupped his hands on the table and thanked.When the shopkeeper left the table, the two also got up and watched as the youngest child scattered half of the table's leftovers to the little beggar Hua'er who was still outside the inn.

They stopped at this inn at night, and during the day the two of them still walked through the streets and alleys, ringing the bell to practice medicine, and they still cured their illnesses with the medicine, and received a lot of praise.In a few days, people lined up outside the inn to see a doctor.

Although they don't ask for consultation fees, they are rich and rich, and the poor will put down some eggs and radishes, and they can earn a lot within half a month.

Yaren also searched for a suitable open space in Nancheng to show them.Pay a deposit, sign a contract, recruit people to level the land, and build a Taoist temple. The name of the temple is called Sanqing.

After a month, the small Taoist temple with only three entrances was completed.Zhang Zhihe and Shen Zhongyu still see patients, but they have changed from walking around the streets to practicing medicine in the temple.After people get sick, they burn incense in Sanqing and add some sesame oil money when they come out, which seems to be a very common wild view.

After half a year, life is always peaceful.That day, I also heard three cock crows. Zhang Zhihe just woke up from the silence and went out to open the door to sweep the floor, when he saw a little beggar walking around outside the door. Zhang Zhihe was familiar with this person, That Qianlong was indeed surnamed Yuan, and he didn't have a name, so he had to be called Yuan Da. He was always begging around here, so he said with a smile: "It's early today, wait a minute, the kitchen hasn't lit a fire yet."

Yuan Dao carefully hooked Zhang Zhihe's clothes with his clean finger, and when he saw Zhang Zhihe stopped to look at him, he said in a low voice: "Zhang Daochang, I heard what Wang Wu said, I'm going to grab you tonight." He still remembered that half a year ago, he couldn't find anything to eat, so he hid under the eaves of this Taoist temple to hide from the wind, and Taoist Shen, who was on a doctor's visit in the middle of the night, saw him and gave him a big steamed bun to eat. Never forget.

Seeing his loyalty, Zhang Zhihe appreciated him a little more, and said, "Okay, I thank you, come in and have a seat."

Yuan Da looked around and said, "Wang Wu still wants to call someone to step on the spot, so I'll go first."

Zhang Zhihe watched him go, turned around but closed the door, and walked to the backyard with wind in his clothes.In the backyard is a loquat tree, which is the season when the green leaves are shady and the pavilion is like a cover. Under the tree is a Xiangfei bamboo couch, and a person is lying on the couch.

The person on the couch had loose hair and his clothes were wide open. He could see everything from his chest to his abdomen. Fortunately, he was still wearing trousers, and he was dozing off with his eyes closed. His calf, scolding him for taking a nap.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhihe felt relieved. He walked over and saw his face that became more beautiful because of the quietness after falling asleep. He turned his head to pick up the small teapot beside him, and then his hand was held down up.

Shen Zhongyu held him down with one hand, stood up with the other, and said, "Please pour me a cup of tea." After saying that, she opened her mouth and waited.

Zhang Zhihe sat directly beside him, and gently put the teapot into his mouth.Shen Zhongyu drank half a pot of tea with his hands, smacked his lips, it was a bit weaker, not sweet enough, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Zhihe talked about the matter for a while, Shen Zhongyu said with a smile: "That's great, I was thinking about getting it out and becoming a little Taoist priest."

Zhang Zhihe said: "He doesn't look like a cultivator."

"Of course not." Shen Zhongyu got up, stretched his waist and said, "It would be too ridiculous to teach Zhenlong to become a little Taoist priest." "Sir, can you?"

"No, I'll just teach him to read and write. All the Human Emperors in the world should be cultivated by themselves. Who said they were taught by humans?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihe thought for a while, and said, "I always feel that Mister is evading."

"Don't say it if you hear it, or I'll be so embarrassed."

The two were ready to concentrate on waiting for the evening, but they waited all night in vain and found that no one came.The two played chess in the middle of the night, Zhang Zhihe finally threw down the chess pieces and said, "It's almost dawn, I should go and see where Yuan Da is."

Shen Zhongyu said: "Go." Then he found Shen Yi to play chess with him, Zhang Zhihe took a look at Shen Yi, this chess idiot, his eyes glow when he sees chess.

Zhang Zhihe touched the Shen Bi in his hand, and finally used it to sharpen a wooden sword, it wasn't a good wood, it was just a piece of pine left over from Anliang.Holding the sword, he looked at the sky outside, and went out with a tung oil umbrella.

After walking two streets, silver lightning like a tree branch pierced the darkest and desolate night sky before dawn. There was a thunder, and the torrential rain poured down, and it fell all at once.Although Zhang Zhihe was holding an umbrella, he didn't hold it up. The rain fell on top of his head and slid to the sides naturally, and his body didn't get wet at all.

Turning into an alley, he smelled a faint smell of blood, and walked to the end of the alley. At this moment, an electric light flashed, lighting up the dark alley.As soon as Zhang Zhihe lowered his head, he saw a person on the ground, or rather a mass of rotten flesh twitching in the rainwater, blood and water mixed with the rainwater, and the originally intense red turned reddish white at last.

Zhang Zhihe opened his umbrella, knelt down to cover the cold rain, and carefully touched his nose, still breathing.He picked him up, wrapped him in his wide robe sleeves, and turned back.

Just when Zhang Zhihe came to Sanqing Temple, there was a rooster crowing, the sky was bright, and the heavy downpour, which was originally rough and powerful, turned into a lingering, pattering, soft and affectionate.

He put away his umbrella and was about to push the door when he felt someone watching him. He turned around and saw a figure flashing past the alley with his sharp eyes. He knew that Wang Wu had sent him to follow him, so he sneered in his heart and ignored him. , went straight in.

Shen Zhongyu was waiting in the corridor, when he saw Zhang Zhihe coming back with someone in his arms, he stepped forward and said, "This is Yuan Da?"

"Yes."

"Oh, it's not easy." It's also three disasters and nine disasters to dive out of the abyss.As Shen Zhongyu said, he took Yuan Da over and said, "I'll come, you go and take care of yourself."

"Oh." Zhang Zhihe stroked his body, sucked out the rainwater on his clothes, squeezed it into a water polo, threw it into the small fish tank in the corridor, and followed Shen Zhongyu.

When Yuan Da woke up, he found that the ground where he fell asleep was soft. He opened his eyes and saw that it was not the sky or under the eaves, but the cloth. The clothes were made of soft and warm fabrics, and he actually slept on the bed. Since his parents died, he hadn't slept in a bed for a long time.

He moved, and found that the injuries on his body were all healed. He thought he was going to die, but who knew he didn't die. This, this, he realized that he couldn't help being ecstatic, wishing he could laugh and jump to express his joy of escaping life .

Just by moving, he felt exhausted all over his body, and his stomach was growling, it was actually hungry.At this time, he heard footsteps coming from a distance, and his heart jumped. Thinking that he was rescued, he was afraid that he would be betrayed, so he quickly lay down and closed his eyes tightly.

It was Shen Zhongyu who came, and when he saw him like this, he smiled and cursed: "How old are you, you are playing tricks in front of me."

Yuan Da heard this familiar tone, opened his eyes and saw Shen Zhongyu smiling, he was surprised and happy, he also stammered, said: "Shen, Daoist Shen."

"Thank you for telling us this time, but it hurt you too. Fortunately, it's okay." Shen Zhongyu put down a bowl of porridge and a small dish of salt while talking, and said, "Eat this first, and you'll be better later." , eat other."

"Hey, good." Yuan Da looked at the big white bowl of porridge that was still steaming, feeling his saliva dripping out. He couldn't think of anything else, so he quickly replied.

Shen Zhongyu's sharp eyes saw the glistening unknown liquid at the corner of Yuan Da's mouth, she put down a handkerchief on the table with a smile, and left.

Shen Zhongyu went out and saw Zhang Zhihe walking under the loquat tree with a freshly cut wooden sword, and the wind blowing from the swordplay caused the leaves of the tree to be torn off.

Shen Zhongyu threw a talisman over to protect the loquat tree, and leisurely admired the sword light flickering like a thousand pear trees blooming, and the sword dancing like a dragon soaring through the clouds.

The people are good, and the sword dance is also good, which is just a good scenery.

When Zhang Zhihe turned around and saw Shen Zhongyu who was watching, he also became interested, picked up the pine wood sword that was placed aside with the tip of his sword, and sent it towards Shen Zhongyu with a light flick.

Shen Zhongyu took it, bent his fingers and flicked it, there was a clang sound like a real sword, he weighed it in his hand, then jumped into the arena, and also put on a posture, having nothing to do, he also competed The field is ready.