One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 20
The master moved his mouth, but the apprentice broke his legs.

Throughout the evening, Yuan Zhao dragged heavy baskets and wandered with his master to some secluded corners, distributing the food in the baskets to refugees, beggars, homeless orphans and old people on the roadside or hiding in corners.

A passer-by saw it, felt the kindness of the master and the apprentice, and ran back to his home to bring out some food or a few coins.

No need to ask, just throw it into the basket dragged by Xiao Daotong.

Xiaodaotong (Yuan Zhao): "..."

Gifts from the people cannot be discarded, they can only be distributed along the way.

From the afterglow of the sunset until it was dark, it was the disciples who were always working. The Daoist Gongzhi could at most stand still or find a place to sit and wait, without any sign of helping.

The guards in the dark couldn't bear it, so they sent someone back to ask Steward Ji, do you want to send some food to the little princess?It has been almost two hours since I had snacks.The Taoist leader can hold on, the children are not hungry!

"...No need," Ji Guanshi hesitated, and said decisively, "The Taoist leader has his own measure."

Lord Hou left a message before returning to the camp, when the little princess and the Taoist chief were together, everything was obeyed by the latter.Except for Lord Hou, no one knows better than Ji Wu what the origin of Gongzhi Daochang is.

He was with Lord Hou when he was 12 years old, and the two went out to visit Taoism in their teens.

Don't look at the Taoist priest who looks like he is in his fifties now. In fact, when the master and servant met him back then, he looked like this.And that thin body, weighed on a steelyard, the weight is definitely the same.

Lord Hou chased him to worship him as his teacher, but he ignored him.

Until one time, the master and servant encountered a couple who were robbed by mountain bandits during their travels, and they rescued the couple.Coincidentally, the couple are the grand-nephew and grand-nephew's daughter-in-law of Daoist Gongzhi.

Owing a period of karma, Gongzhi Daochang promised to pay it back, but the retribution is not on Lord Hou.

Later, the three sons were born one after another. Lord Hou took the three brothers to meet the Taoist Master Gongzhi. The other party pointed out the martial arts of the three brothers, but still refused to accept disciples.

Until the little princess had an accident and was carried to Lord Hou, and then sent someone to invite the Taoist chief.

It is estimated that the Taoist priest is also annoyed, so he simply came to end this evil relationship.

The employer did not doubt that he was willing to come. Hou Ye was overjoyed and entrusted the safety and security of his youngest daughter to him.Ji Wu is just a manager, he dare not interfere with the Taoist leader's decision at will, just let him go, just send someone to keep an eye on him.

In this way, Yuan Zhao's majestic princess worked as a coolie all night.

When she came to the small roadside noodle stall that Master called "a good meal", she was so exhausted that she could only pant, unable to complain about how monotonous the taste of the bowl of wild vegetable gnocchi in front of her was.

"Is it delicious?" Seeing her gobbling it up, Gong Zhidao said with a smile as he sipped the noodle soup slowly.

"I'm hungry and tired, and everything is delicious." Yuan Zhao took up the bowl bigger than her face and drank the last bit of soup without raising his head.

After hearing this, Gongzhi Daochang smiled, didn't speak, and continued to eat his own.

"Master, why didn't you take this opportunity to teach me to cherish blessings?" Some people are used to being reprimanded, and they are not used to being scolded for a while, "If my father is here, I will definitely let me cherish blessings, after all, some people even drink hot soup not on."

For example, those refugees who lived in the ruined temple tonight got the millet from her, with incredible expressions on their faces, as if they were asking if she really wanted to give them the millet?Do you want to exchange your child?
After asking again and again, she finally didn't bother to speak, and shook her head no matter what others asked.

"Everyone has their own fate," the Taoist priest said after drinking the soup, pursing his lips, "You don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and you may not be able to live better than them."

Well, Yuan Zhao nodded in agreement, and then looked around, "Then why did you take me to eat in this place where the birds don't shit? The taste is average, but your appetite is not as tricky as usual..."

It turned out that the master and apprentice are far away from the bustling Mushi Long Street at this moment, and the atmosphere is completely different.

Mushi Long Street was crowded with people and brightly lit; on the street where Yuan Zhao was located, apart from the small noodle stall with a dim lantern hanging on it, and the stall owner and his master and apprentice, the whole street was empty and dark. It was eerily quiet.

"Could it be that the master wants the disciple to remember the bitterness and think about the sweetness?" Apart from this explanation, she couldn't think of any other reason.

Why bother?She always thought that life with her father was good, and she never complained.The thought of returning to A Niang's side in the future makes my head hurt, and I cherish the freedom in front of me even more.

"Don't be too mean," Gong Zhidao said to her, and then sighed, "When I first came to Nanzhou as a teacher, I was attracted by the aroma of pasta at this stall..."

At that time, the owner of the stall here was a smiling old man. During the chat, I learned that his family was originally a mountain family. His son and grandson were good hunters. They often caught game and picked the freshest wild vegetables for their parents to make pasta here. .

The game was delicious, and he made a little money, renting a shop in Nanzhou to do business.On weekdays, most of them are the old couple, and the son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren still live in the mountains.

Hearing this, Yuan Zhao was slightly startled, and then found that the scene in front of him was shaking.Her head was also heavy, she knew something was wrong, supported her head and murmured:
"Master..."

Before the words were finished, the bowl of clear water that he drank before eating noodles was splashed, and the master threw a small ball into it.

"Don't panic, God has his own arrangements."

Porf!Yuan Zhao wanted to vomit blood, when did he still preach?While complaining, he picked up the bowl and drank it.

Originally, the middle-aged stall owner was not sure that he had been exposed after hearing the Taoist priest's words.But when the Taoist priest gave the little boy a ball, he immediately showed his fierce face, smashed the bowl, and drew a sharp knife from the bottom of the table to chop it.

At the same time, several black figures sprang from the front, rear, left, and right sides of the house, and there were also some on the roof, and they had already fought with the guards of the General's Mansion.

The rest, including the stall owner, rushed towards the target person.

Yuan Zhao, who had just drank the antidote and hadn't recovered his physical strength, thought it was going to be bad. After all, Master is a magic stick who believes in the way of nature. Even if she died, in his eyes, she would probably follow the destiny...

Her mind was full of bad thoughts, but she stopped at the sudden scene in front of her. The men in black and the stall owners who came towards her had already been defeated in the blink of an eye by Mr. Gongzhi.

At the same time, he raised his skinny hand, and all the men in black who were fighting with the guards were injured by hidden weapons and fell to the ground.

Yuan Zhao: "..." He was dumbfounded.

"Oh, the Supreme Heavenly One." The Taoist priest flicked his whisk, sat firmly on a mountain, and said expressionlessly, "When you arrest someone, arrest them, why bother to hurt innocent people?"

"Prince Daoist," He Chun was also surprised by the master's skill, but the business is important, "This place is not suitable for long stay, you and the princess should go back to the mansion first?"

"That's fine," Daoist Gongzhi nodded calmly, "Check back to see if the owner of the stall is still alive."

Look at the counterfeit stall owner just now is quite skilled in craftsmanship, he probably has been here for a while.Perhaps like the people caught today, they waited on the sidelines, looking for opportunities to take advantage of the chaos.

He Chun took the order to leave, and Yuan Zhao had already recovered his strength.There is no need for guards to escort, the master alone is enough.

"Master, so you are so good at kung fu? Disrespect and disrespect," showing a hand, the image of the master suddenly raised, making the little princess admire him very much, "When will you teach me? I also want to learn the antidote..."

As for those who are active and inactive, they are very boring, so I don't want to learn it.

"You can't chew too much, you can only choose one."

"I can chew so badly that I want to learn both."

A thousand gold is easy to get, but a famous teacher is hard to find.Once the opportunity is missed, it will be too late to regret in the future.

(End of this chapter)