"Grandpa Zhang, eat a piece of bacon." He obediently put the bacon into his bowl, making the old Taoist laugh with joy.

Feng Wuli asked the old Taoist priest why he kept looking at the wall with strange patterns.

"That's not a strange pattern, that's a little monster."

An old man and a young man were sitting on the stone steps, enjoying the bacon and the autumn breeze, taking a bite of rice and listening to the old Taoist priest talking about the paintings on the wall.

It was a flower demon hiding on the wall, whether it was an old Taoist priest or a young layman. Once I saw her blooming, all the withered flowers on the wall would bloom again. It was the most beautiful scene the old Taoist priest had ever seen in his life.

, like a dreamy winter day, intoxicating like a fairy, making people want to know more about flowers.

When it is in full bloom, the flower demon on the wall will appear in the yard. She is the most beautiful woman the old Taoist priest has ever seen in his life.

The flower demon and the old Taoist met for the first time. They talked a lot there, about themselves, maple leaves, winter, and flowers.

Until sunrise, the flower demon said to the young layman at that time, "If there is a next time, I still want to talk to you."

After saying that, she returned to the wall, and all the flowers blooming on the wall withered.

"How can I see you again?" the old Taoist priest asked.

Later, the old Taoist priest realized that this was a flower demon that bloomed every seventy-two years.

It turns out that some people just need to wait to meet them.

At that time, he was just a young layman in the village at the foot of the mountain. Because of that dream-like night, he chose to stay in this Taoist temple. At that time, the Taoist temple was under fire from artillery fire, and he was the only one left in the entire Taoist temple. He risked his life to protect this Taoist temple.

Block the wall, these buildings, this courtyard.

Spring water makes tea, Songhua makes wine, year after year.

The young layman also became an old Taoist priest.

After the war, it was restored and Yunlu Palace became alive again.

It has been seventy and two years.

"She is about to bloom." The old Taoist said with a smile.

The sunset gradually fades away and night falls.

Feng Wuli decided to stay and accompany the old Taoist priest to wait for the flowers to bloom.

Wang Xilou, who was wearing a Taoist robe, came over and wanted to take Feng Wuli to take a bath. He wanted to wait here for the flowers to bloom. The master and the disciples struggled with each other. Wang Xilou sighed helplessly, and the three of them sat on the stone steps.

"Grandpa Wang, you have been waiting for seventy-two years." He thought this was really amazing.

Wang Xilou was slightly disdainful: "It's only been more than seventy years, how can it be so powerful?"

"Have you ever waited for someone for more than seventy years?" Feng Wuli was very dissatisfied with Wang Xilou's tone.

Wang Xilou was even more disdainful.

The master and apprentice had a quarrel in the yard.

Every time, the little apprentice with short hands and feet was easily subdued.

He had a hateful face and vowed that when he grows up, everyone will bully him back!

"Wang Xilou, I was wrong, please let me go."

"Kiss Master."

hateful!

Forced by his lust, Feng Wuli kissed her on the face in annoyance, and then released her hands behind her.

He immediately pounced on it again.

The result is no exception.

After an unknown amount of time, the child had exhausted his energy and sat back down again.

Wang Xilou taught him how to recognize stars.

He talked non-stop, pointed to the Milky Way in the sky, and introduced all the treasures to his little apprentice one by one.

Feng Wuli felt that Wang Xilou was really powerful, he actually knew so many things.

At first Feng Wuli could barely recognize it, but then he kept yawning and holding one of Wang Xilou's arms to resist sleepiness.

I clearly promised to wait with Grandpa Zhang.

As a result, he couldn't wait all night.

He actually waited seventy years, which is really amazing.

Wang Xilou was still pointing to a star and explaining to Feng Wuli. He turned around and saw that his little apprentice had fallen asleep holding her arms. He grinned and held her gently in his arms, as if holding some rare treasure, with light movements.

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The flowers in the yard are blooming.

The flower that the old Taoist priest had waited for seventy years bloomed.

The withered flowers on the wall bloomed again, and an illusory woman stood beside the courtyard wall.

"Long time no see." She greeted the old Taoist priest with a light voice and a smile.

The old Taoist priest was in a daze. He thought that it had been more than seventy years since they met again. How would they talk to each other at that time? Would the other party still recognize him? How should he talk about the past? He had been acting like this these days.

Travelers who have returned from their hometown for many years are filled with uneasiness. What kind of emotions, words, and demeanor should they use when they meet again? Maybe the other party has long forgotten me. Maybe she wanted to talk to him at the time, but she couldn't talk about it. Maybe Qi

Ten years of waiting was just wishful thinking. He had thought about the opening many times.

It's just that the other party said "Long time no see". That night, except for the old self, there was no change from seventy years ago.

He felt at ease.

The old Taoist priest stood up, but his body was no longer upright, but trembling. He also smiled and said: "The moonlight is very beautiful tonight."

Wang Xilou took a look and carried his sleeping apprentice out of the yard.

After taking a look, my apprentice looked so cute when he was sleeping!

I couldn't help but take a bite, and with a smile, I carried it back to Yunlu Palace where the master and apprentice were assigned to their room.

…

In a daze of sleep, Wang Xilou felt that he was being hugged by someone. He opened his eyes and glanced at the person, yawned, shook his calves, and said dissatisfied:

"Master is still watching TV."

"Go back and sleep when you feel sleepy." Feng Wuli was speechless.

"I'm really watching. Master is not even asleep and is listening."

The old man was very stubborn, but unfortunately Feng Wuli ignored her at all, took her back to her room, threw her on the bed and turned away.

Wang Xilou threw a dog on the bed and chewed the mud, scolding him for being heartless and not knowing how to handle him with care. Master worked hard to raise you like this. As a result, Feng Wuli, who walked to the door, turned around and looked at her,

The tall and mighty back made the little zombie immediately give in: "Ahem, then the master is asleep, so you should go to bed early."

When the door closed, she was lying on the bed.

We are so old now, time flies so fast.

In the eyes of monsters, there is no difference in the appearance of human beings, so the old Taoist priests and the young Taoist priests are almost the same.
Chapter completed!