The old saying goes: People need shame, that is born, and people are shameless, that is a fucking mess.

The fat man naturally knew the virtue of Zhang Xiaoyao, but he didn't expect that shamelessness could reach this level. Just now, he kept saying that the treasures were all protected by this senior, and he collected bones and did not let others traumatize the corpse in the mountains and wilds. As soon as he climbed up, he had to follow other people's things! It would be fine if he followed the things, but he shamelessly said "borrowing"!

My day!

"Fatty, what do you think?" The little demon turned around and the thin figure in the dark looked at the fat man.

"Of course! This is the law of nature!"

"Good brother!" The little demon patted the fat man's shoulder, found a wooden stick, wrapped his shirt, made it into a simple torch, lit it and inserted it on the ground, knelt down at the corpse, kowtowed a few times, muttering: "Senior, I think it's also a master of this sect. If you have good things, you will borrow it for use. If you are unhappy in the future, find a fat man. If you atone for the sins!"

My God! This bitch! The fat man really wished he could run over and kick the bitch on the sticking butt.

After the little demon finished worshiping, he stood up with the torch, swept through the cave, shook his head, and was extremely disappointed.

The cave is not big and empty, and there is nothing except that cushion. Not to mention the treasure, even a page of scriptures cannot be found.

"What a pity, what a pity. He is also a master, but he doesn't have a fortune, so he's in vain." The little demon shook his head.

But the fat man saw it clearly and pointed to the wall behind the cushion and said to Xiao Yao: "Brother Xiao Yao, it seems that there are words on it!"

"Is that right?" The little demon was shopping for treasure hunting, and there was nowhere to look at the wall. After hearing what the fat man said, he raised the torch and saw a line of words on the wall.

This word is written in cinnabar, and the writing is sloppy: "The place where the master Zhang Zhang seals the bones."

"Zhang Yuanhua?" Xiao Yao scratched his head: "I haven't heard of this person, fat man, have you heard Mr. Yu say it?"

The fat man shook his head: "My grandfather has mentioned countless people, but he has never heard of this person's name."

"No matter what, I should be the senior of this sect anyway." Xiao Yao looked at the package containing bones on the ground and said, "It's a pity. In this way, people are either evolving or attaining enlightenment. He has made a seal, and I think something tragic happened."

Taoist people practice hard to ask about Taoism and are particularly particular about handling the body. They have never heard of seals. Moreover, this line of words seems to be written in a hurry, so something must have happened. This senior's apprentice sealed the master's body into a grotto and left.

Without finding good things in the cave, the little demon was satisfied with the previous harvest. He carried the package and took the fat man out of the cave. He was also careful and sealed the hole intact, and then he pulled out of the Laojun Cave.

The two of them rested outside Laojun Cave. The little demon looked around Laojun Cave, pinching his fingers and looking at the dragon, and was about to find a vagina to bury the senior.

The little demon naturally learned a lot of the ability to steer the geometry. The Feng Shui of the Laojun Cave was originally excellent. After searching for it, the little demon found a good acupoint: a branch vein is drawn against the Xianglu Peak, which is stacked out of three hills, containing a hole. There is a green dragon around the left and a white tiger holding sand on the right. The flowing water flows in a gentle way, and the dragon and the tiger accompany it, forming a pool with the cave, which is cute and beautiful. In the "Pingsha Yujiu Jing", this kind of yin house is called: riding dragon cave. It is a high-quality yin house.

The little demon and the fat man buried the remains here, and immediately set up a grave. The two knelt down and bowed again and again.

The little demon said: "Senior, you give me your baby, I will install your bones, and I have found such a good nanny for you. After calculation, you will still make a profit. In the future, I will bless you! Bless my boy, I will make a fortune, eat delicious food and drink spicy food. If so, I will burn paper for you every year. If not, hehe, I will settle the score with you when the time comes!"

The fat man was beside him, and the man was so embarrassed that his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted by this guy's bastard.

After worshiping, the little demon was satisfied and walked to the fat man and was about to talk, when he suddenly screamed: "My mother! It's not good!"

"What's wrong?" the fat man covered his chest and said.

Zhang Xiaoyao pointed to Dongfang.

But I saw the red sun loudly, the road was bright, the peaks were continuous, and the peaks were magnificent.

"What's wrong? This is?" The fat man was puzzled.

"Day! I'm so happy! I'm just having fun and forgetting the main business! When is it now! It's over, I'm going to be beaten again when I go back!" The little demon howled.

The fat man suddenly realized, grabbed the little demon and ran down the mountain, shouting, "Hurry up, hurry up, this time is over!"

"Fatty, you have to cover me later!"

"I'll just fuck the cover! What do I say!"

"Look at my gestures and eyes! You have to cooperate! Do you understand!"

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The two bitches ran down the mountain in a mess.

Qiyun Mountain has many Taoist temples, which are well known to everyone, but no one can explain how many Taoist temples there are in this mountain. Not to mention ordinary Taoist temples, there are also 10 or 20 Taoist temples that are famous all over the world.

On the hillside of Qiyun Mountain, there are the most Taoist temples, and they are called Zhenxian Cave. The caves are connected to the caves, and the caves are dense. There is a cliff called Baiyun Cliff, which is spread like a blade, and a big stream forms a waterfall and passes through it. There is a view at the bottom of the cliff, standing between the rocks and flowing waters, in the pine waves and breeze, looking at the whole mountain with extraordinary momentum.

The Taoist temple originally occupied a huge area, but after experiencing ups and downs, most of them were dilapidated and collapsed, leaving only three small courtyards. Other buildings were occupied by ordinary people and their populations grew. They became a town surrounded by the Taoist temple.

In the early morning, smoke from cooking was curling, and every household in the town opened the door panels, cooking, sweeping the streets, carrying bird cages, and practicing in the morning. They met and greeted each other and were cheering and playing on the stone road, which looked like a picture of peace in the world.

The town is located in Qiyun Mountain, and is named Qiyun Town. It stretches from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain. Although it is called Qiyun Town, it is densely populated. In addition, after so many years of reform and opening up, relying on such a resort, the tourism industry and the economy have been developed, and it has actually become a wealthy small county town. The national highway has been opened at the foot of the mountain, and cars come and go on the asphalt road, and it is bustling.

All this made the Taoist temple in the town even more lonely.

Hidden in the pine waves, let alone outsiders, even locals ignore the existence of that Taoist view.

Most of the Taoist temples in Qiyunshan are the same school. They can not stay in palace temples, they can marry and have children. They are called "Huoju Taoist Priests". They rarely wear Taoist robes on weekdays. In addition to living together for many years, they know the truth. People in the town regard Taoist priests as their own family. Except for some difficult things at home, they will think that it is nothing special. If it weren't for the fact that the Tourism Bureau had hung a sign of cultural relics protection units at the door of the Taoist temple a few years ago, no one thought it was a Taoist temple.

People in the town prefer to call that place "Mr. Gong's house". If you see someone holding a Taoist temple with him, they will say hello to each other:

"What's wrong? Go to Mr. Gong's house to have a look?"

"Yes, let the old man give me some advice."

The Taoist temple is under Baiyun Cliff, surrounded by streams, and only a stone bridge connects the outside world. Although it is one or two miles away from the town, it is a unique tranquility from the bustling town.

The small restaurant of Mr. Wang is located next to the stone bridge, which is the closest family to the Taoist temple in the town. Mr. Wang is born and raised by a local, with no children and no children. The couple opened a small restaurant. The mountains are booming and can enjoy their youth.

"My wife, why is something wrong with Mr. Gong's house today?" Old Man Wang squatted at the door while frying the fried dough sticks while looking at the Taoist temple not far away.

"What's wrong?"

"A car drove over before dawn, didn't you see it?"

"What's so rare about cars? You don't see cars every day!" The old woman gave the old man a blank look.

"No, no." Old Man Wang shook his head while fucking Fang Yan: "There is something wrong with the person in the car."

"Is it three heads and six arms?" the old woman smiled.

Old Man Wang came over and whispered: "It started before dawn. I got up early. I went up and told them that the Taoist temple had not opened yet. I wanted to visit the dawn. I got off with two young people, such a tall man!"

Old Man Wang reached out and gestured hard: "Like an iron tower! It's very fierce! He pushed me and went up! I don't know who is sitting in the car. My wife, do you think Mr. Gong is fine, right?"

The old woman glanced at the Taoist temple and smiled and said, "You are really worried about eating carrots. You don't know how capable the old man is? Not to mention two big men, even a group of little ghosts will have to kowtow obediently when they meet Mr. Gong and fry your fried dough sticks! Don't be lazy!"

"Yes, too." Old Man Wang nodded with a smile, took out the fried dough sticks from the pan, and before they could even put them in the basket, he felt a flash in front of him. A furry hand shook, and the dough sticks on the chopsticks disappeared.

"Little Demon, you little thing, you steal my fried dough sticks again!" Old Man Wang couldn't help laughing and crying.

"Hey, Uncle Lao Qi, I don't like to listen to you. When will I steal your fried dough sticks? If I were to steal this, what did you call it last time you took something from Widow Li's house?" The little demon who had already run out of an arrow slipped back and looked at Old Man Wang and said with a wicked smile.

"My little ancestor, please speak quietly!" Old Man Wang looked at his busy wife behind him, covered the little demon's mouth, and showed a look of begging for mercy on his face: "Don't let your aunt seven hear it!"

The little demon smiled badly.

Old Man Wang looked at the little demon and said, "You haven't practiced martial arts yet and sneaked out?"

The little demon came over and said, "My old man went out for a walk?"

Old Man Wang shook his head, pulled the little demon over, and said with some concern: "Little demon, Uncle Qi thinks your family is not good today."

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