Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 219 The fate is absolutely necessary 【Subscribe! 】

Going out with a little Taoist priest naturally attracted a lot of attention.

"Tsk tsk."

Zhang Qingyun said with emotion: "If you want to attract attention, you must blame it first."

Dress strangely, look strangely, or combine strangely.

The combination of two Taoist priests, one big and one small, is very strange, so it attracts the attention of others: "The poor Taoist is in your favor. Before the poor Taoist went out, there was not so much attention."

Although Qingyun Temple is on the pedestrian street, Zhang Qingyun doesn't know many people on the pedestrian street.

Those who knew him nodded, and the boss who sold second-hand furniture asked, "Master Daoist, is this little Daoist master your new disciple?"

Zhang Qingyun just smiled lightly and did not answer.

How many people come and go, how many people can I remember?
The pedestrian street is bustling and bustling, and there are still many shops that change owners frequently, but Zhang Qingyun doesn't pay much attention.

Holding a small hand in his hand, it's just that the child is too quiet.

At this time, if he was pulling a brat with him, eating, drinking and playing, how could he be like Zhang Qingyun, when passing by the toy store, Yang Yang's eyes didn't even fluctuate.

Everything outside has nothing to do with him.

"Little guy, do you want some cotton candy?"

Yang Yang didn't respond at all, his eyes were still dull, even if he blinked, it was a kind of response.

Unfortunately not.

"Master, is this your son?"

It is not uncommon for Taoist priests and monks to get married now. The first reaction of the middle-aged cotton candy seller is that this child is Zhang Qingyun's son, not his disciple.

After all, who in a normal family would want to send such a young child to a Taoist temple to be a Taoist boy?
Zhang Qingyun just smiled and didn't explain, you didn't understand if you told me, you didn't listen to the explanation, and you didn't believe it when you heard it.Human beings are mostly like this, and they are strangers, so why bother to explain?

The middle-aged man is not stupid, he can see that there is something wrong with Yang Yang, and he doesn't point it out: "Master Dao, your son is angry, hehe. This little guy has quite a personality."

When the marshmallow is ready, the middle-aged man will pass it to Yang Yang. Zhang Qingyun stretches out his hand, takes the marshmallow, and after giving the money, he pulls Yang Yang away: "Little guy, this is very sweet. I used to want to eat it." Cotton candy must be at the beginning of each month, because at that time, Master Poor Dao, the day when the single fee is issued"

The marshmallow was stuffed into Yang Yang's hand, and the little guy just held it, as if he didn't know it was edible.

Cotton candy, children's favorite food.

Zhang Qingyun also liked to eat when he was young, but at that time the place was not prosperous and there were villages around.If I wanted to buy cotton candy, I had to go to a bazaar, and it took thirty miles to go back and forth.

The master led him for half a day.

"Damn it, why am I always thinking about the past?"

This feeling is very uncomfortable, so sad.

I went to the vegetable market and bought vegetables first. When I came back, I bought two fruit wood ducks. When I saw the pet store, Zhang Qingyun bought cat food.

Afterwards, she dragged Yang Yang into a mother and baby store.

Two Taoist priests, one big and one small, entered the mother and baby shop. The shopkeeper was a little surprised, but the shopkeeper was very well-bred: "Taoist priest, what do you need?"

Before Zhang Qingyun answered, he heard a cry: "Wow, I eat cotton candy, I will eat cotton candy, my cotton candy."

A little girl about three or four years old was still holding a small piece of marshmallow that had been torn off in her hand, crying loudly: "I hate marshmallows, I hate marshmallows."

Although he didn't see the beginning of the matter, Zhang Qingyun already knew the reason. This little girl wanted to snatch Yangyang's cotton candy, so she was in a hurry. Instead of grabbing the bamboo stick, she grabbed the cotton candy.

The marshmallow is so soft, this grabbing, caught a small pinch, the little girl was robbing something and didn't get it, she was in a hurry.
At this moment, an old lady trotted over, first squatted down, and comforted the little girl: "Hey, my baby, what's wrong with you?"

"I hate marshmallows, I hate marshmallows"

The little girl cried loudly.

The old lady looked at the melted cotton candy in the little girl's hand, and then looked at the little girl, who had some cotton candy on her body, and immediately became unhappy: "You are such a big person, why don't you take good care of the child, look at you My kid, I rubbed the marshmallow on my granddaughter."

"Did you see, the clothes on my granddaughter are famous brands, more than 1000 yuan, and I lose money"

The old lady spat and spit stars flying around, Zhang Qingyun frowned.

"Ma'am, you misunderstood"

The shop owner smiled, "It was the little girl who snatched the marshmallow from the trailhead. She didn't snatch it, but she cried herself. The marshmallow was stained on her body, but your granddaughter put it on herself."

Zhang Qingyun turned his back to the little girl, but the owner could see clearly.

"A girl as old as you, why are you talking nonsense with your eyes open, snatching cotton candy? Is it such a rare thing? Even if you snatch it, shouldn't he give it to my granddaughter?"

Well, this turned out to be an overbearing and unreasonable old lady, who got used to a brat.

"Tsk tsk."

The old lady looked at Zhang Qingyun, and then at Yang Yang: "A monk has a son, and he is also a decent person who doesn't abide by the rules and regulations. At a young age, if you don't want to make more money, you just want to become a monk, making money without conscience. Money, sit and eat and wait to die."

"As a monk, if you don't teach your son generosity, what kind of monk are you?"

The little girl stopped crying and tugged at the corner of the old lady's clothes: "Grandma, his clothes are so ugly, I won't play with him."

"If you don't play with him, if you don't play with him, if you become a monk, you don't have to give birth. You are a waste. When you grow up, you want to be a capable person. If you play with the waste, you will become a waste?"

Most of the old people Zhang Qingyun met before were kind.

Moreover, Zhang Qingyun rarely had contact with old ladies of this age. Zhang Qingyun, who had never quarreled with anyone since he was a child, was beating wildly, and a fire rose in his heart.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was already in the realm of the Yin God and her self-cultivation skills were extremely high, Zhang Qingyun would have just thrown a bursting talisman into her mouth.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger in his heart, before Zhang Qingyun spoke, a young man squatted beside Yang Yang, shook his hand in front of Yang Yang, and stared carefully at Yang Yang's eyes.

The young man smiled: "Auntie, there is monitoring here, right and wrong, you can see clearly through the investigation and monitoring."

The old lady died down, but she was still moaning and complaining: "This little boy must have beaten my granddaughter."

This is a person who is full of nonsense and is not charged with crimes. He insists on punishing you to death, and puts the mistakes on others.

The young man glanced at Zhang Qingyun, then at Yangyang, and said, "Master Daoist, I'm sorry."

Apparently, this young man, seeing something wrong with Yang Yang, was afraid that Zhang Qingyun and Yang Yang's self-esteem would be hurt. After apologizing, he said to the old lady: "This little Taoist leader won't hit people. The little Taoist leader is autistic. disease."

Autism is quiet and has little awareness of the outside world. How can it be possible to beat someone?

The accusations imposed on Yang Yang by the old lady were self-defeating.

When this enthusiastic young man stepped forward, Zhang Qingyun suppressed his anger and planned to calm down.

However, Zhang Qingyun, who thought the matter was over here, saw the old lady, and quickly pulled the little girl out of the way, and walked to another place: "Hey, there are a lot of adults this time, so we don't care about a fool. That little boy has autism, do you know about autism, he just lacks brains, is not smart, and has an unhealthy heart.”

The anger that Zhang Qingyun suppressed just now burst out again.

In the world, how could there be such an unreasonable and immoral person?

Looking at the old lady who walked a few steps away and pulled a little boy away, she said fiercely: "Don't get in the way, what will you do if you touch my granddaughter? If you hurt my granddaughter, can you afford it? You guys A bunch of country people."

This is not unreasonable, but outrageous.

The old lady's words made many people's faces change.

The young woman who was about to go forward to argue, protected the little boy and walked aside, but her face was a little angry, and she didn't go forward to argue.

The young man also closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and seemed angry too
"Tsk tsk."

Zhang Qingyun's anger couldn't be dissipated: "Such an arrogant old man must have done a lot of immoral things."

The eye of the sky opened, the light was dazzling, and finally it was concentrated into one point, turned into a seed, and fell on the back of the old lady's head. A black beam of light shot up into the sky, which was five or six meters high: "Retired for retirement, I am quite proud. Eyes full of poverty, only I am rich."

"There are often no morals, and there is no reason to be arrogant. The world is a disaster, and today it will die."

The old lady is going to die. According to the judgment of the sky, the existence of this old thing in the world is a disaster.

Sure enough, he did a lot of immoral things.

"Dao Master. Dao Master"

The young man hasn't left yet, squatting beside Yang Yang.The young man was very enthusiastic: "Master Dao, don't be angry, it's not worth it to be angry with this kind of person."

Although the young man himself was also angry.

"Ha ha."

Zhang Qingyun smiled softly: "Pimpedao practices self-cultivation, and Dao accepts me as a free-spirited person. Pindao is not angry, but regrets that the old lady's life is over today, and she deserves to die. I wanted to remind her. That's all."

Zhang Qingyun was so god-like, the young female shopkeeper smiled slightly and bowed her head to settle accounts.

With just a glance, one can know the blessings and misfortunes of life and death. Wouldn't it be a god?

How can there be such a person in the world?

The young man shook his head with a smile, stood up, and handed Zhang Qingyun a business card: "Master Taoist, this little Taoist priest has autism. I am a doctor in this field. If Taoist priest has time, you can call me. I will help you." Maybe there is a way to help him recover.”

This is not autism, it is the loss of one soul and two souls. However, the young man was so enthusiastic, Zhang Qingyun did not refuse, took the business card and thanked him, and put the business card on his cuff, in fact, he had already collected the storage talisman Inside.

The young man walked towards the little boy and young woman who had been pulled away by the old lady just now. This was his wife and son.

Zhang Qingyun consulted the female shopkeeper, and bought two buckets of milk powder, one bucket of rice noodles, a feeding bottle and children's underwear.After strolling around again, Zhang Qingyun dragged Yang Yang away.

Just in front of the store, I met the old lady again.

Seeing that Zhang Qingyun still had Yang Yang, the old lady was still angry: "Hmph social moth, lazy to eat, a magic stick."

Zhang Qingyun: "???"

Forget it, you are dying, and the poor will not care about you.

Let the old lady go out first, Zhang Qingyun watched the old lady go out first, then pulled Yang Yang out of the store.

As soon as I went out, I saw the little girl, broke free from the old lady's hand, and ran to the opposite side of the road: "Grandma, that looks like our Zaizai."

There was a pug dog on the opposite side, and the little girl ran over in a hurry. This was the road, and the old lady was anxious, and hurriedly chased after it.

"squeak"

There was a sharp brake sound.

"boom"

The old lady flew away.
It took a while for the car door to open, and a middle-aged man reeking of alcohol got out.

In the mother and baby store, the young female store owner and the young doctor were stunned for a moment, and Zhang Qingyun's words just now sounded in his mind: "The old lady is at the end of her life today, and she should die. I wanted to remind her. That's all."

　Hey, I don’t dare to ask for it. If you enjoy watching it, you can reward me with anything.
　　kowtow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)