Yan Dynasty forbids cultivating immortals

The little Taoist meditated for a long time, as if he had fallen asleep.The dead man didn't think about it so he threw a stone at the Taoist priest to stun him and then ran away. However, the tiger a few feet away stared at him without even closing his eyelids. After several attempts, the dead man didn't dare to do it.

He was tense on one side, but the little Taoist fell asleep halfway through the meditation. The dead man didn't know he was asleep before, but then he heard a small snoring, and his head was not straight, so two holes came out of his nose. Bubbles... the dead man pursed his mouth, this Taoist priest is a fake.

This sleep lasted for two hours, and when I opened my eyes, the sun had gone to the southwest.The dead man was staring at the water in a daze, the little Taoist stretched himself, accidentally poked his face, and pulled the man's soul back.The dead man brushed his face that had just been touched, the little monk yawned hugely, and asked in a sticky voice: "What are you thinking, so engrossed?"

"I didn't think of anything."

The little Taoist sniffed and complained, "I really don't know how to chat."

The dead man turned a deaf ear and sat cross-legged, with his back straight.

The little Taoist priest was still only wearing his inner clothes, and the sun was shining at noon, so the obscene clothes and outer coat that were hanging on the stone were already dry. The little Taoist fumbled over the obscene clothes, as if no one was there, and took off all the clothes in front of the dead man.His skin is like white porcelain, smooth and fair, as if it would shine, but he still wears it slowly, likes to wear it or not, and wears straps one after another.

The same lazy posture, some people are artificial, some people are seductive, and the little Taoist belongs to the latter category.The dead man was sitting beside him, and he seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of plants and trees on his body. For a moment, the dead man seemed to be bewitched.

The little Taoist sneezed suddenly, and the dead man regained consciousness and was angry at himself for being deluded for a while.Angrily, "Can you dress properly!"

The little Taoist got up very angry, and said impatiently: "What's wrong? Why don't I dress properly?"

The dead man couldn't bear it anymore and blurted out, "You look like a sellout!"

The little Taoist priest who had never been down the mountain obviously didn’t know what the word meant, so he asked in confusion, “What are you selling? Why are you angry when I sell something?”

The dead man felt that he was simply inexplicable, what if it was a man who changed his clothes, and was he angry when he saw his bare buttocks dangling in front of him?Isn't it just that you look good and look at yourself more?Did I get fooled by him before?

The dead man instantly cooled down, and he explained calmly, "Selling means selling your body for a reward."

The little Taoist nodded, "Oh, how do you sell it? Can you make a lot of money?"

The dead man tilted his head and glanced at him, "That's what you do, undressing in front of others."

The little Taoist turned his head, "Then you have to give me money?"

The dead man gave him a gloomy look, "Not enough".

The dead man grabbed the belt on his side and pulled it, the slipknot was undone, the clothes loosened, and he touched the little Taoist priest's shoulder with his hand, most of the shoulder was exposed.

Before the dead man could retract his hand, he kicked his chest and fell into the water skillfully again.This time it was actually okay, the little Taoist didn't go down and pushed him into the water, he thumped twice to find his balance in the water, and climbed up by himself.

"Do you understand? What is 'selling'."

"You're talking about whores."

"Yes."

The little Taoist priest had already put on his coat, annoyed at his frivolity just now, and muttered, "But I'm not a woman."

The dead man said coldly: "At the bottom of the mountain there is a small mansion, which is full of men. Don't you want to go down the mountain? Just take a look."

The little Taoist priest was terrified, he lowered his head and remained silent.The dead man also felt that he was quite boring, so boring that he taught a fool a lesson.

After a while, there was nothing between the two of them. The dead man closed his eyes all the time, and he assumed the posture of an eminent monk sitting and transforming the living and the living. In fact, he was hungry and had collapsed.

The sun was so hot within an hour just after noon, and the big rocks by the river were scalded to the bottom.The little Taoist put his willow cap into the water and took it out again, put it on his head, and drenched his hair and face, and his upper body was wet again.

Beads of sweat had already oozed from the face of the dead man, and the little Taoist blatantly looked at it several times, but in the end, the man just didn't talk about drying himself, and wasted his life here.The relationship between the two is simply inexplicable, one is inexplicably angry, the other is inexplicably ashamed, it seems that the two of them have a wrong muscle at the same time, and the two wrong muscles are connected together strangely.

The little Taoist priest is like a puppy who has not found his place under the pissing ring, sniffing left and right, dead people can feel that he is wandering around dishonestly with their eyes closed.

The dead man is so hungry that he is about to pass out now, and it is really annoying that such a small thing dangles around him when he is fighting hunger with all his heart.

He was about to have a seizure. "Cuckoo~"

Kind of embarrassing.

Probably because the voice is not loud enough, it will be clearer next time, "Googoo~"

... all those raspberries he swallowed and woke up.

With his eyes closed, he couldn't see the little Taoist's shy smile at this moment.

The little Taoist jumped off the rock and ran away. In the woods, there was the sound of his clothes sweeping the blades of grass as he ran.

The dead man opened his eyes when he heard him running far away. His eyes were green with hunger, staring straight at the water in front of him, not letting go of any bubbles.

However, it was hot at noon, and the fish dived to the bottom of the water for fear of drying out. The dead man watched for a long time without seeing a fish fry, and the stupid tiger next to him was still guarding him dutifully. When he took a step, the stupid tiger also moved forward. After taking a step, he retreated, and the silly tiger also returned to the shade of the tree, lying on the grass, licking the hair on his stomach leisurely.

These days, living with four legs is much more comfortable than living with two legs.

The dead man didn't have to wait long, and just as he was about to go down to the river to drink water to fill his stomach, the little Taoist emerged from the forest and ran over with a burden on his back.The dead man didn't know what kind of madness the little Taoist was going into, and he didn't look at him, so he was about to jump into the river to drink water, but the little Taoist poked him with a finger.

When the dead man turned his head, he saw that the little Taoist was shy, holding a piece of cake in his hand, handing it to him in embarrassment, with a shy and flattering face.

What does this mean, the dead man's heart suddenly jumped, how could he please?But the temptation of that piece of cake is huge, the dead man's eyes are full of that dry piece of cake, and his eyes are almost fighting, and he can't move away at all.

"What do you want to do?" The dead man obviously wanted to keep vigilant, but his limbs could not help himself, so he took the dry food.

The little Taoist was very shy and waved his hands, "Eat first, we will talk after we finish eating."

The dead man ate quickly, and a piece of dry food disappeared in an instant, and the little Taoist fished out another half piece from his pocket, "Are you still hungry? There are still more here."

He must still be hungry, but the most difficult time has passed. Now the dead man wants to see what the little Taoist priest is going to sell. He has to raise his own value first, so he doesn't accept it.

"What do you want to do?"

The little Taoist said shyly: "You know so much, you must have lived at the foot of the mountain for a long time, can you take me down the mountain?"

The dead man looked at his bulging baggage, and weighed that there should be a lot of food in it. Rice noodles and grains are better than wild fruits to satisfy hunger. Because of emotion and reason, he can't give up the fat sheep that hit the door, so he can agree first. Let's talk about it after eating his dry food.

The dead man didn't directly refuse, nor did he agree, "Why don't you go down by yourself?"

The little Taoist blushed, and muttered softly, "Brother, they said that the women at the bottom of the mountain are tigers, and those like me will be eaten by tigers."

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His face was flushed, his eyes were bright, and his eyes were full of autumn water. He really had the ability to bring disaster to the country and the people.What's more, the Duan Dynasty was very masculine, not to mention that the women at the foot of the mountain were going to eat him, this little Taoist priest might be caught and sent to a rich family's house as a male pet once he got off the mountain.

The dead man said solemnly: "Indeed, the mountain is very dangerous, and it is not suitable to go down the mountain alone."

The little Taoist heard his tone soften, and his eyes sparkled, "Then you agreed to go down the mountain with me?"

The dead man looked at him with distaste, how much affection can a piece of cake be enough to hire him as a bodyguard?

"I didn't say, I'm injured now and can't go down the mountain."

The little Taoist jumped up, "I'll help you heal your wounds, shall we go down the mountain when we're cured?"

"You will heal?"

The little Taoist said triumphantly, "What's the problem, I'm amazing."

That proud appearance is like a little rooster whose tail has not yet grown, learning to crow.The dead man had a headache, what kind of species is this Taoist priest, he is too stupid to see.

"Then it's done. We'll go down the mountain after you heal your wound. I'm going to the capital, and you have to accompany me. I also want to go to the beach to see seabirds and big ships. I also want to go to the Northland to see the foggy night snow. Listen They say it glows at night, but it's beautiful..."

The dead man listened to his ramblings, and his thoughts were clear and clear.Rehabilitation, going down the mountain, recruiting the old department, keeping a low profile, going north all the way to the capital.The corner of his mouth hooked, want to go to the capital?Just wait, if this Taoist really goes down the mountain in ten years, maybe the dynasty will change.

As for bringing the Taoist priest down the mountain, the dead man sneered.Dream on, annoying man.

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