The rebirth of the sky

Chapter 5 The Book of Heaven
Before going to bed at night, Qi Mei said to the people in the family: "Tomorrow I have to go to the market, Zhizhi and Yangyang are at home looking after the house, and then Mom will buy something good for you to eat." Qi Mei talked about it When I was in the market, I remembered the fish in my kitchen, and the smile on my face was like a flower.

Father Yuan wants to take Qi Mei with him, so the two children will be at home tomorrow. The market in the village is far away, and there is an old bicycle in Yuan's house. Although it looks ugly, it is at least usable. .

This bicycle was picked up by Yuan's father from the garbage dump, and then he knocked and picked it up to barely fix it. The disadvantage of this thing is that it can't be ridden for too long, or it may fall apart.

It is said that the old Taoist pondered for several days in the Taoist temple, but he did not see his quasi-disciple coming, so he had no choice but to go down to the Taoist temple. The old Taoist still has some reputation in some villages, although people outside often crack down on feudal superstition , but the village is still the same as before. If there are any strange things in the house, the old Taoist will come to have a look.

The old Taoist who went down the mountain walked towards Tunzi Village along the road in his memory. The wide Taoist robe was worn on the old Taoist body, which was a bit elegant. Quite a few points.

"Oh, isn't this the Taoist chief? Why are you here? It's been a long time since I saw this!" The village chief of Tunzi Village was picking up loach in the river with one foot deep and one foot shallow, when he saw the old Daomai Walked over with vigorous steps.

Hearing the familiar voice, the old Taoist stopped to take a look, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then patted and said: "Oh, it's the village head, I didn't expect to see him for a few years, the village head has matured a lot! "

Hearing what he said, the village chief smiled helplessly. His wrinkles were already on his face. If he stood with the old Taoist, others would think he was old: "The Taoist still likes to joke so much! You came down the mountain this time What are you doing here, do you want me to help!"

The old man was worried that he couldn't find anyone, so someone volunteered, so he described Lan Zhizhi's appearance unceremoniously, and highlighted her bald head.

When the village head heard that it was a little bald head, he let out an ouch, and then said, "I know which one it is, and I will take you there now."

The old Taoist saw that he knew, so he followed the village chief. All the elderly people in the village knew the old Taoist, so there were many people who greeted him. , some people secretly muttered, this Taoist priest could not be a fairy, it looked like this before, and it looks like this now, the only thing that has changed is that it is whiter and fatter.

"Here we are, this is the house. There is no school today. How dare you know if this kid is at home! Zhizhi, someone is looking for you, are you here!" The village head shouted loudly standing outside.

Lan Zhizhi was at home because she was taking her younger brother to simmer the pancakes. She just took the pancakes from her younger brother, so she naturally wanted to finish eating before going outside to play.

"Sister, someone is calling us!" Hearing the voice from outside, Yang Yang immediately pushed Lan Zhizhi, but seeing that she didn't respond, she ran out of the kitchen and said to the outside: "We are here!"

The village chief saw that he shrank his head and went in again, and led the old man into the kitchen. As soon as the two entered the kitchen, they saw two children squatting in front of the stove, their eyes staring at the fire in the stove.

"Boy, do you remember me?" The old Taoist naturally beamed with joy when he saw Zhizhi, and asked a step forward.

"Wait a while, I'm cooking at the roasting station, it will be cooked soon, wait!" Lan Zhizhi stared at the stove with two black eyes unblinking, and after a while, he picked up the iron clip in his hand and squeezed his stomach. The number inside was dialed out.

A few people watched Fan Shu roll down, but they all took one automatically. After the village chief took one, he saw that he had nothing to do, so he told the old Taoist to sit with him when it was over, and the old Taoist was careless Nodding in agreement, the village chief left in satisfaction.

The old man held the sweet potato in his hand, and kept looking at Zhizhi, the more he looked more and more satisfied, finally he couldn't help but asked: "Would you like to learn fortune-telling from me!"

Zhizhi blinked her eyes, and immediately skipped a sentence in her mind: sword=flying sword=extraordinary sword, perhaps because the word fate touched her memory, but after thinking of these words, the memory disappeared.

"What is fortune-telling?" Zhizhi asked after taking a bite of the soft and sweet sweet potato, and licking the syrup on her mouth.

As soon as the old Taoist heard her question, he immediately eloquently eloquent, and Zhizhi summed up a sentence: fortune-telling, fortune-telling, fortune-telling, life and death, is only in a flash.

"I don't care, but my parents have to agree. If they don't agree, I can't learn from you secretly!" Even if Zhizhi has no memory, she also knows fortune-telling. , so he nodded without any hesitation.

The old man thought about it for a while, it was true, his parents agreed to it, so the old man didn't plan to go up the mountain anymore, he just waited for Father Yuan and Qi Mei to come back.

The old Taoist sat in the yard with a small bench, and waited from morning until noon before bringing Yuan's father and Qi Mei back. When people who came back from the market saw a Taoist priest sitting outside, Qi Mei responded that the family recruited him. It's crazy, Dad Yuan responded that he cheated on eating and drinking?

However, when the two of them walked in, Father Yuan suddenly became excited. He ran up to the old man and asked in a trembling voice, "Benefactor, do you still remember me?"

The old Taoist was very grateful for his good memory. He took a good look at the person's face, and he said, "Oh, it was you, young man. You didn't have any problems with your body when you fell into the water!"

It turned out that when Father Yuan first came here as an educated youth, he accidentally fell into the water, and it was very cold in winter. The old Taoist saw him and rescued him. It seems that he really had a good relationship that time. can get it.

"It's nothing wrong, really, I didn't know that my benefactor would come, Mei Zi, hurry up and cook, I want to have a few drinks with my benefactor." Dad Yuan said excitedly.

After hearing what Papa Yuan said, Qi Mei also knew that this person must be a very important guest, otherwise Papa Yuan wouldn't have proposed to drink.

The old Taoist shook his hand, but he was not in a hurry: "I came here this time because I took a fancy to your son. I want him to be my apprentice. Do you think it's okay? You also know what I do. Your son and I If you leave me, you will definitely not suffer in the future.”

Dad Yuan was silent. He was an intellectual and read Marxism. Although he didn't dislike those gods and ghosts very much, it was a bit too shocking to his thinking to let his children become magic sticks.

Seeing that he was silent and silent, the old Taoist felt a little anxious. He pondered for a while and then spoke: "Don't worry too much, the skills I have learned will not embarrass your child too much."

(End of this chapter)