Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

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"Little one, Xiao Erlang, go to school with your schoolbag on your back."

More than half an hour later, the little boy jumped up and down, holding a branch in his hand, and whipping the grass where he passed.

The singing is crisp and clear, echoing in the mountains.

It's not little boys destroying grass and trees.

It's fun to do this, and it can scare away snakes by beating the grass with a stick.

"what?"

When I came to the place where Zhang Qingyun was sitting cross-legged, the basket was still there, but Zhang Qingyun was gone, and the little boy approached slowly: "It's really rude to eat and leave? Shouldn't you say thank you?"

"Didn't eat?"

When he walked to the basket and saw that the food in the basket hadn't moved, the little boy was a little surprised: "Aren't you hungry if you don't eat?"

"our plate"

When he saw Jin Chengcheng's dishes and chopsticks, the little boy was stunned: "If you don't want to eat, don't eat, why did you exchange our dishes and chopsticks?"

Paper currency has replaced the transaction of yellow and white things, and now electronic payment has replaced the transaction of paper currency. How can the little boy recognize at a glance that the dishes and chopsticks have turned into gold?
Lifting the basket, the little boy ran home.

When he was approaching the door of the house, he saw his mother chatting with several old ladies and aunts in front of the house. The little boy ran even faster: "Mom, the Taoist priest stole our plates and chopsticks!"

Li Cuizhi, who was chatting with women in the village in front of his house, frowned: "What's going on?"

"The Taoist priest stole your dishes and chopsticks!"

Several women laughed and said, "You are kind enough to give alms, but someone will steal your bowls and chopsticks."

"I just said that the Taoist priest is not a good person. He is tall and young. Maybe he is a villain dressed as a Taoist priest."

Zhao Changming came out from the yard: "This person not only didn't appreciate your kindness, but also stole our bowls, plates and chopsticks."

Isn't this a joke?
Good intentions are not rewarded, this is the result of overflowing kindness.

Inevitably, this matter will become the laughing stock of other parents in the village.

Li Cuizhi frowned. It shouldn't be. The bowls, chopsticks and plates are worthless, and the bowls and chopsticks she used to serve the dishes were all inadvertently collided, and there were gaps. gone?

How greedy is this?
"Mother."

The little boy finally ran to the front of the house, out of breath: "Mom, look, the Taoist priest has changed our plates and chopsticks."

Changed?

Didn't it steal?

Several people looked at the basket carried by the little boy: "Why didn't you eat?"

What did the food look like when it was taken away, and what did it look like, it didn’t move at all.

A woman said with a smile: "It should be that you dislike the bad food. Let's watch TV and watch videos. These monks are all very rich. I'm afraid they didn't pay attention to you, a simple food."

Probably.
Li Cuizhi thought that Taoist priests were monks, so he made a vegetarian dish.

Now there are pure monks?
"Mom, the Taoist said that he is a monk and does not accept charity."

Seeing that his mother didn't notice that the dishes had been changed, the little boy was a little anxious: "Look quickly, that Taoist priest has changed our dishes and chopsticks."

Only then did everyone realize that the bowls and plates were golden.

Immediately, several women in the village opened their eyes wide: "Cuizhi, your family is not an invisible rich man, is it? You actually use gold plates and bowls, and the chopsticks are also gold chopsticks!"

"Oh my God!"

"Cuizhi, you complain every day that brother Changming has no skills and only knows how to work. Look at your family's life! You have used all the golden plates, golden bowls and golden chopsticks!"

Zhao Changming was taken aback, when did his family become so rich?

Not to mention gold plates, gold bowls and gold chopsticks, even copper plates and copper bowls, their family can't afford it.

Walking over to take a look, it turns out that the plates, bowls and chopsticks are all gold!
Little boys can't recognize gold, but grown-ups who are well-informed can still recognize that it's gold!

Li Cuizhi was puzzled: "This plate, bowl, and chopsticks belong to us!"

Of course it is ours!

Zhao Changming rolled his eyes, was startled suddenly, and understood what his wife said.There are gaps in the bowls and plates for serving vegetables, and now the golden bowl and plate also have gaps. Zhao Changming hurriedly took the food home and poured it into another bowl.

The patterns on the gold bowl and plate are still the same!
"This is."

Zhao Changming was stunned: "It's clear that we met the gods. We are grateful for a meal, and the gods appreciate our kindness. This is turning our dishes into gold!"

So fantastic!
Several women in the village looked at each other.

And such a thing?
Are you telling fairy tales again?
"Oh my God!"

A young daughter-in-law suddenly said in surprise: "Recently, a Taoist priest appeared on the Internet, who can make people's broken legs grow back. The Taoist priest you met, could it be this Taoist priest?"

"Goodness should last forever."

Touching stone into gold, now he can use it freely, at that moment, Zhang Qingyun's inspiration emerged, he didn't want to understand something at first, and suddenly realized it, so turning stone into gold, bowls, plates and chopsticks turned into gold.

"Don't worry, gold will change back again."

At the moment when a stone was turned into gold, Zhang Qingyun also had a little understanding of the law of gold: "Tsk tsk, you were kind enough to give me a full stomach, how could you know that you would give me a realization."

Take this gold as a thank you.

After walking for a day, Zhang Qingyun found a place to meditate at night and comprehend the law of gold.

The next day, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes and looked to the west. When the starting point of the golden law was lit, he smiled slightly: "The golden law has a clue."

Continue to comprehend, and it won't be long before the law of gold can penetrate what this realm can comprehend.

Standing up and walking forward, Zhang Qingyun himself didn't know how far it was from the magic capital, and the vegetation here was different from what he had seen before.

The air here is hot and humid, and the weeds are growing again. Zhang Qingyun can only choose to take the mountain road.

At a corner, when starting to walk a long slope, a middle-aged man was squatting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette.In the middle of the road, there is a motorcycle tricycle loaded with a lot of goods, and the two rear tires are blocked by stones, obviously because they are afraid of the tricycle slipping behind
Seeing Zhang Qingyun, the middle-aged man threw away the cigarette butt: "Master Daoist, please do me a favor."

Take a look at the tricycle, then look at the middle-aged.The tricycle was obviously overloaded, and he couldn't climb uphill. He was not tall in middle age, at most 1.6 meters, and he was still very thin.

"The cart?"

Zhang Qingyun asked.

The middle-aged man nodded, with a smile on his face: "It's just a push cart, and you can go uphill with just a little bit of strength. The Taoist priest can just use a little strength behind. I won't let the Taoist priest waste his energy when I go up the slope. I will give you ten yuan." How about it?"

Zhang Qingyun, who has grown up so much and hasn't made any money yet, nodded: "OK"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed: "Thank you, Daoist."

Jumping on the motorcycle and starting a fire, the middle-aged man put into gear and hit the accelerator.

"Clap clap."

The motorcycle three-wheel exhaust pipe is like setting off firecrackers, constantly exploding.

And the green smoke is floating, very pungent.

Zhang Qingyun put one hand on the door of the motorcycle's tricycle, and as soon as he exerted force, the motorcycle began to climb the slope easily.The hillside is not short, more than 100 meters long.

When the three-wheeled motorcycle went uphill and started to go downhill, I heard the middle-aged man yelling: "Oh, I can't stop the car!"

But the three-wheeled motorcycle started to go downhill steadily.

"You just want to trick me."

Zhang Qingyun is not stupid, the downhill slope is not too steep, so he can easily stop the car.

Zhang Qingyun, who has never driven a three-wheeled motorcycle, also understands this truth: "Even if you can't stop, you can hold it in low speed gear."

"Don't you just want to pay me ten dollars?"

does it worth?
Seeing the three-wheeled motorcycle go far, Zhang Qingyun curled his lips: "If it wasn't for the fact that Pindao has traveled all the way, he was touched twice, the goodness in his heart was magnified, and an acupuncture talisman would make you really unable to stop the car."

This is killing people, and ten yuan is not worth it.

"Goodness overwhelms evil and I don't even have evil thoughts!"

If in the past, Zhang Qingyun would have punished the person who cheated him, but now, he didn't have this idea: "Good and evil."

Pindao this is the state of mind improved.

"It seems that in practice, you don't have to kill demons and demons in order to kill the evil thoughts in your heart."

After walking for a few minutes, Zhang Qingyun shrunk to an inch and crossed several hills.

As soon as he went down the slope, he saw the three-wheeled motorcycle that he had just helped roll over on the ground. The middle-aged man was sitting on the side of the road.

Seeing Zhang Qingyun, the middle-aged said: "Master, please help me."

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