"master!"
Yuanbao rushed forward and stared at her with shining eyes.
Xihe nodded, pushed down the ahoge on his head, and met the old Taoist priest's cannibalistic gaze: "Are we going home? Yuanbao, pack your things quickly."
Yuanbao happily replied: "Okay, Master!"
Old Taoist priest: “…”
Good guy, not only did he steal his business, he even tried to break into his house!
After quickly packing up his things, the old Taoist priest carried the bamboo basket on his back and turned away, thinking that he was just unlucky today.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the streets and cobblestone roads. From time to time, one could hear the laughter of households coming from inside the courtyard walls. The old Taoist priest walked for a while with his head down, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
When I turned around, I saw a dark and thin old face.
The teacher's blood immediately surged up, and he shouted in anger: "Don't go too far!"
His chest heaved up and down, his nostrils flared with anger, and his eyes widened like a tongling… When he was almost angry enough, Xihe swung his whisk and said, “It’s getting dark. How far is home?”
Old Taoist priest: “…”
Damn, where did this shameless old thing come from?
The old Taoist priest turned around angrily and quickly maneuvered his two calves, which were as thin as bamboo poles.
He sped up, and Xihe also sped up, following behind him slowly and steadily like a piece of taffy.
Old Taoist Priest:!!!
What on earth is this old thing's purpose?!
Murder? Robbery?
He picked up his Taoist robe and ran away so fast that the robe flew up into the air.
Then a very interesting scene appeared on the street: an old Taoist priest was running hard with a bamboo basket on his back, and a Taoist priest was following slowly from behind, his clothes fluttering, giving off an immortal look...
A silly little Taoist priest was carrying a huge package on his back.
The three of them ran past the houses like a gust of wind, leaving the children playing at the door with their mouths wide open.
Turning left and right, he stood at the door. The Taoist priest gasped and glared at Xihe: "Damn Taoist priest! What on earth do you want to do?"
Do you still want to get in?
Xihe said with his actions: You guessed it right! But there is no reward.
The old Taoist priest stared at Xihe as he walked into the courtyard in a dignified manner, waving a palm-leaf fan.
The courtyard was very simple, the house was dilapidated, the ground was yellow mud, there were two racks of drying beans in the corner, and a stone mill on the other side, there was nothing else.
"Hey, my family is broke, what a miserable life!"
Xihe sat down on the stone bench in the yard.
Old Taoist Priest:!!!
This is outrageous, it's simply too much!!
However, before he could jump up and start cursing, Yuanbao, who was following behind him, came forward, pushed him aside with his butt, and entered the yard.
Putting down the package, taking out the basin, Yuanbao happily went to the well to fetch water.
"Master, wash your face!"
Bring the basin of water to the table.
Xihe took out a bronze mirror and took off the things on his face one by one.
The two men moved naturally, as if they were at ease on their own territory. The old Taoist priest was so angry that he saw stars.
He instantly became furious, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward: "You despicable old fellow! Not only did you steal my business and smash my stall, but you even dared to break into my house. Today I must..."
Looking at the fair and tender little face in front of me, my mind went blank.
Xihe put down the handkerchief, tilted his head, and grinned at the old Taoist: "Old man, how are you?"
His eyebrows are curved, and he looks like he deserves a beating.
At least the old Taoist felt like punching Xi He now. He glared and slapped him on the back with his palm: "Bird, you bastard!"
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