Seeing the lights in the Taoist temple from afar, Zhao Guodong was delighted and walked over quickly.

The part outside the West Gate seems very deserted, and there are no other buildings besides this Taoist temple.

"Master, are you back from Yunyou?" As soon as you entered the viewing door, Zhao Guodong smelled the familiar smell of roast chicken, "Where did you steal the chicken?"

"You little bastard will slander your master, and you don't see who your master is? You need to steal it? I can't bear to hurt others' wishes, so I reluctantly accept it." The old man with white hair and white hair said without raising his head while turning the spindle on the grill.

Zhao Guodong praised in his heart. The master was getting more and more aware of the principle that people should wear clothes with Buddhas and gold. He was wearing a white-washed Taoist robe, with silver hair tied into a Taoist priest's bun, his face was rosy like a young man, and his clothes were fluttering, like a god among immortals. Wherever he went, he was very good at just relying on his appearance.

"Where did you go to fool others?" Zhao Guodong smiled and sat cross-legged by the bonfire, helping to add two pieces of firewood.

"Bah! If my fellow disciples sincerely invited me to explain the truth, I wouldn't be too lazy to move." The ancient Taoist said proudly, turned his head and glanced at Zhao Guodong, "It seems that you are not lucky."

"Master knows that I've been transferred back to Jiang Temple?" Zhao Guodong asked in surprise.

"The world is close at a distance, why should you be resentful?" said the ancient Taoist without caring about it.

"The master has taught me a lesson. It seems that I am a little obedient." Zhao Guodong smiled and said, "It's just right to get closer to the master."

"Stop, I have nothing to teach you anymore. You just need to stick to the things I taught you before and it will be enough for you to enjoy it." Gu Dao said in a angrily humming.

"No, I remember that every time my master goes out, he always brings me some things that will benefit me for life. Why did the master become so stingy this time?" Zhao Guodong said with a shameless face, "Let me see what new things are in the master's bag."

"Little bastard, you have been thinking about me all day long." The ancient Taoist laughed and scolded, "There is nothing in the bag, just a volume of Tantric joyful Zen, which shows the implications of Tantric things. There are still some secrets, but you can't use them so young. I'll think about it for a few years before teaching you."

"Oh? Yes, it's not too late for the master to study it thoroughly after ten or eight years." Zhao Guodong nodded.

"Well, you look pretty good, the haze is gradually fading away, and the purple qi penetrates the hall. In the past two years, you have been safe and you are walking steadily." The ancient Taoist finally took off the whole chicken on the grill, took out some special seasonings and applied it on it, and a strange fragrance spread in the temple.

Zhao Guodong was not polite either. He first tore off a large piece of chicken leg and gave it to Gu Dao Ren's hand, and then he also pulled off a piece of chicken and chewed it slowly.

"Guodong, I see that there seems to be some special changes between your eyebrows. Have you encountered something?" The ancient Taoist said casually.

Zhao Guodong was stunned and raised his eyes, "Master, have you seen something?"

"It's nothing. Your qi is very good, so it should be fine, but I have seen more from your eyes. If you haven't seen each other for a few months, you can't change so much. It's just that external factors are involved that prompt your change." The ancient Taoist chewed the chicken evenly and said slowly: "However, this cannot change your essence."

"Master, I encountered some strange things, and I can't tell you." Zhao Guodong thought about it and revealed his strange dream, but it didn't involve specific things.

"True and false are opposites. If you ask me whether the things in my dream are true or false, I can't answer. Dreams are realistic reactions, but they do not really express the real world. Maybe it will reflect history, or maybe it will predict the future. This can only be experienced in your future life. However, I remind you that the operation of this world has its own rules, and don't think it can change the whole world."

"The whole world? I have never thought of this, but what about the part? What about the subtleties?" Zhao Guodong shook his head and asked back.

"You can only feel it yourself, and I can't give you any answers." The ancient Taoist replied decisively, "The opportunity falls on everyone is an opportunity, it just depends on how you understand, understand and grasp it."

Zhao Guodong fell into long-term contemplation, and the ancient Taoist ignored him and ate himself.

Zhao Guodong looked at the sleeping master, his mind was surging like a tide, and memories rose in his heart bit by bit.

I started to hang out with this old Taoist in elementary school, from practicing martial arts to strengthening my body, even when I went to Jiangkou Middle School to studying, I still couldn't run hard every week when I came back. No matter how strong and brave Zhao Deshan was, everything in front of me was only a disadvantage. Long-distance running, swimming, wrestling, fighting, and Zhao Deshan was only incomparable to me.

If Zhao Guodong was just all this, he would not have so many feelings. More importantly, this professor gave himself a calm attitude towards facing the positive and pursuing calmly. This is what touched Zhao Guodong the most.

Although young people are unavoidable, the master tells himself that the joy of life lies in the fact that there are too many unpredictable variables, and not too bound by secular dogmas. Dare to hate, love, act, and act naturally is the real man's life. Of course, this requires a degree of mastery.

There seemed to be a huge black hole on the road before me. Entering heaven and going to hell, everything was unknown, but one thing was clear. It seemed that I could no longer move forward in the normal step by step. If you meet opportunities, you would regret it. Zhao Guodong did not want to be a regretful person who looked around, so he would go in the direction he expected.

The crackling sound of the bonfire seemed to make Zhao Guodong's mind wander further, and some fragments of the dream were unknowingly connected. Even Zhao Guodong did not realize this. The night in the ancient temple was so charming.

It took me some information to see Zhao Guodong back from his sacred tour and glanced at his master. He had already lying on the stone bed and snoring like thunder. A whisk hanging in the air twisted with the leaping light of the bonfire and changed the shape of the shadow.

Standing up silently, Zhao Guodong looked out, with vast stars and grass and insects chirping. The world seemed to bloom its quietest side at this moment.

Zhao Guodong took a deep breath, his blood in his body was extremely comfortable. He took two steps and bowed deeply to the stone bed, "Master, Guodong is gone."

The snoring sounds still shook the sky on the stone bed. Zhao Guodong smiled and turned around. However, the moment he walked out of the temple gate, he heard a murmur sound on the stone bed: "Go, people enter the world, their hearts are like the bright moon, they are traveling happily and wandering around in life."

Zhao Guodong was stunned and raised his head to the sky. He suddenly remembered a Polish proverb: People have two kinds of lives, one is rotten and the other is burning, and he has no choice.
Chapter completed!