The second-hand horse of Ye Yingdi's family

Years later, when Ye Chen said he was going to S City, Xuan Ying dragged him and refused to let him go, staring at him pitifully: "I'll go too..."

Ye Chen held his face and kissed him: "You still have to film, I'll go for a day or two, and I'll be back soon."

"They said that there are many gardens in S City, which are very interesting. I haven't seen them. Why don't you take me there?"

Ye Chen glanced at him silently, always feeling that he is especially good at pretending to be pitiful now, but this trick is extremely effective, and finally sighed helplessly: "You can go, discuss it with the crew first, and spare time I'll take you there."

Xuan Ying regained her vitality in an instant, howled and immediately ran to call Assistant Xiao Yang.

The two went straight to City S, and followed the address to find the private garden. They thought that it would be difficult for an expert to see it, but they didn't expect to be invited in after expressing their intention at the door.

The last time Ye Chen asked someone to find a way to get a photo of an unnamed Daoist priest, but after investigating for a long time, he found that there was no photo of this Taoist priest at all. It was not until the Taoist priest came back after the year that he took the opportunity to secretly take a picture. It was still a blurry profile, Xuanying looked at it, and Xuanying scratched his head, making Ye Chen very confused.

Walking in the green promenade, Xuanying looked left and right curiously, whispering in his mouth: "So the garden looks like this? It is similar to your previous General's Mansion, but there are more bamboos and less open space. The road is also crooked."

Ye Chen was speechless: Is this more or less the same?

After walking for a short distance inside, a young man suddenly came out from the corner in front of him. He had neat short hair, but was wearing a simple long gown. He walked silently. When he looked up and saw Ye Chen, he gasped. .

Ye Chen stared straight at him: Why does this person look exactly like the Taoist priest he knew?

The Taoist blinked, leaned over and looked at him from head to toe, with a surprised expression on his face: "Isn't it... such a coincidence?"

Ye Chen looked at him, then turned his head to look at Xuanying, seeing Xuanying staring at this person curiously, obviously he had never seen him before, and felt a little lost, besides, Xuanying was talking about an old Taoist priest, obviously it couldn't be This person in front of him.

"You are..." Ye Chen pondered over his words, a little uncertain whether the person in front of him was reincarnated with memories like himself, or had never died at all like Xuanying.

The Taoist stood up straight, with an inscrutable smile on his face, pulled out a whisk from behind his back as if conjuring, put it in the crook of his arm, raised his chin and said, "You can call me Taoist Xuanxu."

The Taoist master who played tricks, it seems that he was the Taoist priest who always cursed himself for the imminent disaster.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked straight at him: "Don't worry about Taoist Xuanxu. My name is Ye Chen now. It seems that Taoist Xuanxu never watches movies and doesn't know me. By the way, my last name is Qin."

"Drink!" Daoist Xuanxu took two steps back in shock, staring at him with wide eyes, "Damn it, you actually remember!"

"The Taoist priest's diction keeps pace with the times."

Daoist Xuan Xu settled down, came over to look at him again, and said with a smile: "You came to see my master?"

"should be."

"What should it be?" Daoist Xuanxu curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

Xuanying looked at him with sympathy: "It should be, it just means that you are not sure. Is it because you are not good at Chinese? Have you never been to school?"

Ye Chen was very satisfied, and Taoist Xuan Xu, who was so angry that his nose was twisted and his mouth was twisted, nodded: "Can you introduce me?"

Daoist Xuanxu coughed lightly and regained his ethereal appearance, then turned around and said, "Of course, come with me."

The two followed to the lake, and saw a person sitting in the middle of the waterside pavilion from a distance, but it was covered by the railing, so they couldn't see clearly until they crossed the wooden bridge and walked in. It was indeed a fairy with a white beard Sophisticated.

When the old man heard the footsteps, he opened his eyelids and looked over, his eyes were bright and energetic, which seemed to be a little bit of a childish face.

"Hey?!" Xuanying yelled, and rushed over excitedly, "You are that old-fashioned old man!"

Ye Chen pulled him back and said in a low voice, "Be polite."

Xuanying bared her teeth at him, and ran forward again: "Hi Taoist! Do you remember me? I didn't expect your beard to be completely white!"

The old Taoist looked up and down, smiled and shook his head: "I don't remember." He raised his hand as he said, "Please sit down, both of you."

Taoist Xuanxu had already put away the whisk, poured tea for the two of them at the side, and just put away the old Taoist with a playful smile on his face.

Seeing him like this, Ye Chen couldn't help but show respect, and pulled Xuanying to sit down on a stone bench beside him, and after some politeness, he directly stated his intentions: "Do you remember that a black horse ate one of yours? Precious fruit?"

The old Daoist's beard moved slightly, and his face suddenly became unattractive. He snorted, and then looked at him suspiciously: "I remember it, I remember it clearly, but it's not a fruit, it's the Huanyang Pill I refined. How do you know about this?"

Ye Chen showed embarrassment: "I brought this dark horse to apologize today."

The old man's eyes widened: "That poor horse is still alive?"

"..." Ye Chen was silent for a while, always feeling that he heard a little bit of regret in it.

The old man looked around: "Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"

Xuan Ying came up to him and grinned at him: "Master Dao, I'm sorry, I'm here to apologize to you."

The old Taoist leaned back in shock: "Oh, it's really not dead!"

Xuanying smiled at him.

Ye Chen thought this old man had an extraordinary bearing before, but in a blink of an eye his head was full of black lines. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the old man stand up energetically, pick up Xuanying's ear and curse: "You ate my Huanyang pill! , I’m ashamed to come here to show off! I only have two pills, one is given to my precious apprentice, and the other one will be snatched by you! I’ll throw you into the alchemy furnace to re-smelt right now!”

Xuanying ouch ouch shouted: "Dachen, save me! Daoist, I didn't mean it, your fruit rolled into the haystack, I won't eat it for nothing, ah—I was wrong, I ask you Apologize!"

Ye Chen felt distressed immediately, and hurriedly snatched him away, apologizing: "He was a horse at that time after all, and he was ignorant. I apologize to you on his behalf."

The old Taoist snorted and sat back cross-legged, blowing his beard and staring: "Fortunately, I have only one apprentice, if there are two apprentices, one elixir is not enough, why don't white-haired people give black-haired people?"

Ye Chen said: "It seems that Taoist Priest's elixir can really prolong life, what's the mystery in it?"

"Mystery, it's complicated to say." The old Taoist was distracted, and suddenly he was a little elated, "No matter how much you talk about the way of alchemy, you don't understand it, but there is one crucial thing in it, which is dragon blood. I can't help it." It’s easy to get a drop of dragon blood, refine two, and end up being swallowed by this poor horse, what does it know? It’s a waste of money!”

The old Taoist became angry again while talking, and then felt something was wrong: "Hey? No way? How come you haven't died yet? Are you still practicing human form?"

Ye Chen hurriedly said: "Are you saying that you can't have sex after taking this pill?"

"Absolutely not!" The old Taoist looked serious, "If you lose your cultivation, if you are serious, you will die suddenly. This is not a joke."

"..." Ye Chen looked at Xuan Ying with lingering fear, a little puzzled, "I think he seems to be fine..."

The old Taoist looked Xuan Ying up and down: "Looking stupid, it seems that he doesn't understand those things, no wonder he's fine."

"He's...cough...had it before." Ye Chen felt his scalp go numb, and he felt extremely weird when talking about the mating of a horse demon in front of a Taoist priest.

Xuanying nodded without losing the opportunity: "I have mated|mated many times!"

"Ahem..." Ye Chen was choked by a gust of cold wind, almost coughing so hard that his lungs were piercing.

The old Taoist stared again, stunned for a moment and shook his head again and again: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, I know the elixir I made! Come, come here and let me feel the pulse!"

Xuan Ying asked him to drag him over, looked at his wrist with wide eyes, and then at his beard, scratched his face and laughed: "Taoists can also feel the pulse?"

"Whispering!" The old man slapped him on the head with his whisk, frowned for a while, and looked at him in disbelief, "Why is the yang energy getting heavier? No!"

Daoist Xuanxu on the side rolled his eyes with his sleeves covered: "Master, I probably understand."

"Huh? What do you understand?" The old man let go of Xuanying.

Daoist Xuanxu looked at Ye Chen, lowered his head and picked at his nails: "You probably forgot that there is another word in the world, which is broken sleeves and divided peaches."

The old way: "!!!"

Xuanying: "???"

Ye Chen: "..."

A crow flew across the sky, and the bamboo forest was rattled by a gust of wind.

Ye Chen's face darkened: I've been worrying about my feelings for so long?

The old Taoist was stunned for a long time, stroked his beard and suddenly realized: "No wonder, no wonder, this yang yang pill was originally used to restore yang to people. If the dead swallow it, they will come back to life, and if the living swallow it, they will live forever, like this horse..." said Pointing at Xuanying, "If you eat it, you can cultivate into a human being. But you can't get Yin Qi. I didn't expect that a horse can be as good as Long Yang."

Xuan Ying tilted her head and used a newly learned word: "You discriminate against horses?"

"Ahem..." The old man waved his whisk impatiently at him, "Don't interrupt!"

Ye Chen finally put his heart into his stomach this time, feeling extremely comfortable, but just thinking that he only has a few decades to live is so depressing, before leaving, he said to Taoist Xuanxu: "Do you have anything else?" A treasure that prolongs life? You don’t need to live forever, just keep it for hundreds of years.”

Taoist Xuanxu took a step back exaggeratedly: "The appetite is really big!"

Ye Chen was not polite to him at all: "I think I was cursed very badly by you in my previous life, and I even saved your life, don't you think you owe me a great favor?"

Taoist Xuanxu squinted his eyes and sneered, "I have already paid back the favor I owe you, so don't blame me for not receiving it."

"What do you mean?"

Daoist Xuanxu pulled him to him, leaned into his ear and whispered: "That elixir was originally for saving your life, but it was eaten by your horse, hey...it's none of my business... ..."

Xuanying leaned over with wide-eyed eyes, and looked at him nervously: "Save what life?"

Daoist Xuan Xu startled him: "Why are your ears so sharp?"

"It's okay, there's no need." Ye Chen pulled Xuan Ying and turned around to leave.

But Xuanying felt apprehensive, broke away from him and ran back: "What kind of life are you saving? Da Chen is in danger?"

Daoist Xuanxu pondered for a while with his hands in his hands, and saw that he was dragged back by Ye Chen three times but still insisted on running back to ask, and finally sighed: "The pill you ate, I was going to ask for it for your General Qin Didn’t he get beheaded for food? I owed him a life, so I stole his body back to be sewed up, and after I asked my master, the pill was gone. That’s how it happened!”

Ye Chen took a deep breath and squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "You can't keep your mouth shut."

Taoist Xuanxu looked at him innocently.

Xuan Ying's eyes were staring straight, she looked at him at a loss and then at Ye Chen, her eyes gradually filled with mist: "Da Chen, is it true?"

Ye Chen dragged him into the car, held his face and rubbed his face: "He was teasing you, let's go back."