Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 168 Mid-Autumn Festival 【Subscribe! 】

After breakfast, Zhang Qingyun cleaned up the dishes.

Seeing the cat spirit lazily basking in the sun in the yard, Zhang Qingyun sighed with emotion: "Living is not as good as a cat, this beast is more comfortable than a poor man every day."

Eat and sleep, sleep and eat, take a stroll outside if you have nothing to do, and play with someone's little cat.

Well, you can also stay out at night.

And somewhere to sleep.

"There's no one else these days"

The more Zhang Qingyun talked, the more envious she became: "It's a pity, you are a mother, and you are always ridden by other people's cats. You are at a disadvantage. I have to raise a baby for a cat I have never seen before."

After clearing away the dishes, Zhang Qingyun went out with the futon.

After the big rocket incident last night, Zhang Qingyun understood a truth: "There are a lot of gossip in the market."

Not only is there a lot of gossip, but some news is still useful.

If it wasn't for the past, when I heard about the big rocket in front of the Taoist temple, I would have been stunned when I saw the big rocket last night. I didn't know what was going on, and I missed the opportunity to land on Mars in vain.

Holding the futon, he put it in the door opening and put it in the original place. Zhang Qingyun kicked it forward again, and it was further outside. This time, he could see both sides of the street without stretching his head.

On the street, there were far fewer pedestrians than yesterday.

Autumn is here, and the season of changing seasons is here again.

The beauty-loving women are starting to buy clothes in a big way again, which will always make the pedestrian street full of business.

Even in the age of online shopping, the pedestrian street is still very lively.

This is just compared to yesterday, the flow of people is still not small, except that there are fewer people in the east, and a few stores are not open, but there are still people walking around.Especially the milk tea shop opposite Qingyun Temple, there will never be a lack of women queuing up.

Long queues, all with long legs.

"Thirty years of ups and downs, times have changed."

Thirty years ago, it was a wasteland with a few villages.

Zhang Qingyun still remembers that there will always be some old men and women who will enter the Taoist temple to chat with the master for fortune-telling.

Whether the master's calculation is accurate or not, Zhang Qingyun is not sure, anyway, once, the master told someone to tell a fortune, saying that a young man will be lucky if he is lucky.

Not long after, the young man died in a car accident.

That is to say, from that time on, fewer people came to the Taoist temple.

And it was also accompanied by large-scale demolition. Zhang Qingyun asked the master later, and the master just smiled lightly: "Isn't it so clean?"

Zhang Qingyun remembers that when he was a child, big men wore big underpants, shirtless, and at most vests, and women wore long trousers and long sleeves.

Now, women all over the street don't like to wear too much, while men are all dressed neatly, with trousers, sneakers, and T-shirts.
More than 30 years ago, women who wore shorts and vests would be called goblins, shameless, and thought women were immoral.

Now, if a man wears a vest with big pants, he will think that this man is not a good person.

"Tsk tsk."

How can people's thinking change so much?
A man and a woman can be exchanged.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so Pindao is more emotional?"

Just as he was feeling emotional, several women diagonally across from him gathered together, pointed at him, and laughed loudly.

Frowning, Zhang Qingyun pretended not to see it.

"Shouldn't Pindao sit here and observe all kinds of life, and be misunderstood by them to peek at the long legs?"

This is a big misunderstanding.

Zhang Qingyun was about to get up and turned back to the Taoist temple: "Today's calendar is wrong, so it's not suitable to go out."

As soon as he got up and bent over, a gust of fragrant wind blew by, Zhang Qingyun turned his head, and the first thing he saw was a pair of long legs.Picking up the futon, a woman with long hair stood in front of her.

There are two or three women coming here.

"Hello, Daoist"

Women are passionate.

Zhang Qingyun slapped the head: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, hello layman."

"Master."

The woman turned around: "Am I pretty?"

He glanced at this woman lightly, she has a good figure and good looks.

just
Is this molesting the poor?

"The Dao is beautiful, and all living beings are the Dao."

Zhang Qingyun could see that the woman had bad intentions.

A normal woman would never appear in front of a stranger in a good manner, and ask a hot question: "Am I beautiful?"

The woman didn't understand Zhang Qingyun's words.

Zhang Qingyun had already turned around and was about to close the gate after entering.

"Master."

A woman who came over stopped Zhang Qingyun.

The two doors were about to close with both hands, the woman asked with a smile: "Master Taoist, do you think there are ghosts in the world? Are there immortals?"

These women are not very old, in their twenties.

Ordinarily, this age should be called a girl.

Only, times have changed.

Girls used to be called women only when they were married, but now girls can't be found, and those who talk about boyfriends don't have girls anymore.

If you do what an adult should do, then you are an adult, not a child.

"The great way of good fortune, what you imagine will exist, and what you have not seen does not exist."

This sentence, why so around?
Several women are stunned, can they speak normally?

"boom"

Zhang Qingyun had already closed the gate of the Taoist temple, but the women laughed: "This Taoist priest can't bear it with just a few words."

Several women surrounded the woman who asked Zhang Qingyun if she was beautiful just now: "Zhu Zhen, you lost. This Taoist priest didn't say you were beautiful."

"I won. I asked the old man just now, and the old man said that I am beautiful. You all have to buy me milk tea for a week. This truth or adventure game is over."

In the Taoist temple, after closing the gate of the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun looked up to the sky and sighed: "Leaving home and parents, these women are free. Sure enough, they don't have good intentions."

"I saw that he was a monk, so I chose to ask him. I thought that monks would tell the truth, didn't they say that monks don't tell lies? Why didn't he tell the truth? It made me lose."

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun's face darkened: "If you don't lie, you are a monk. Besides, you are only of average beauty."

Pindao, I can't bear to hit you.

In the backyard, Zhang Qingyun was not idle.

With a flip of the palm, Clone No. [-] appeared beside him: "Fellow Daoist, I will leave the half-acre vegetable garden to you to take care of."

Clone No. [-] sighed: "I did all the dirty work."

"Clone No. [-] is easy, but broken."

Clone No. [-] stopped talking, carried the pickaxe, and started digging the ground to grow vegetables.

Sitting on the futon, Zhang Qingyun began to engrave talismans and seals.

In the afternoon, Clone No. [-] cleaned up the vegetable garden and started cooking.

When the food was served, Zhang Qingyun put away the second clone.

Picking up the talisman body and wanting to engrave the talisman seal, someone knocked on the door.

Opening the gate of the Taoist temple, Duan Wei entered the Taoist temple with two handbags in his hand: "Master Taoist, I will bring you some mooncakes and some side dishes for Mid-Autumn Festival today."

It warmed my heart, this was the first time in these years, after the master became immortal, someone thought about him during the festival.

Smiling slightly, Zhang Qingyun took out a talisman: "This talisman, give it to your son to wear."

Duan Wei didn't refuse either, chatted a few words and left.

Just as the gate was about to close, Wang Kun came with a handbag: "Daoist Qingyun, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I'll bring you some mooncakes."

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a good day, Wang Kun came as soon as Duan Duan left.

Zhang Qingyun did not refuse, and also took out two safety charms: "Send it to you, it will keep you safe."

Zhang Qingyun's ability and Wang Kun knew that these two talismans were definitely good things.

After chatting for a few words, Wang Kun left.

Just as Wang Kun turned and walked away, before the door was closed, Zhong Shiming came with a handbag.

"Daoist Qingyun, mid-autumn festival, you're away alone, why don't we have a drink or two?"

Zhang Qingyun was a little speechless, he had just eaten and was still a little bit full.

Duan Wei carried two handbags, one containing moon cakes and the other containing side dishes.

Of the two handbags sent by Wang Kun, one contained moon cakes and the other contained two fruit wood ducks.

It's time to buy a refrigerator. Well, we should set up a small array, it doesn't need to be big, and it's cold all year round. Ascetics have natural refrigerators, and don't need technological refrigerators.

Looking at the eager Zhong Shiming, Zhang Qingyun instinctively wanted to close the door.

The old man's purpose is not simple, but Zhang Qingyun looked at the full moon in the sky and said with a smile: "Come in."

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