The old Taoist priest smiled treacherously. Xiao Fan wanted to punch him and give him a clean face. He thought about it and gave up. This was the Ming Dynasty. For Xiao Fan, this was the away game, and beating people might perform abnormally.

Looking at the old Taoist priest's body as withered as a dead tree, as if he had been hungry for several days, Xiao Fan sighed again, "Forget it, isn't it just a meal? Just ask for it." Even if he is a liar in the world, he is also a liar who has been doing so miserably. He is still doing so miserably when he is old. He really should be sympathized with him."

Xiao Fan touched his nose and smiled bitterly. He had ten taels of silver in his pocket. He planned to find an investment project, but now he was cheated of a meal as soon as he left the house. I don’t know how much it would cost to have a meal in an ancient restaurant.

He had a premonition that if he didn't stay away from the old Taoist priest quickly, the ten taels of silver in his pocket would probably be turned into food in a short time and put into the old Taoist priest's humble belly.

I stretched my neck to see the decoration level of the restaurant. Well, there was no welcome lady standing outside, and there was no red carpet inside. It looked very ordinary, so I probably wouldn't waste myself too much.

"This Taoist priest, please come in. Seeing that you are so old, I respect the elderly and the wise, and I will treat you to a meal." Xiao Fan sighed deeply.

Xiao Fan is a poor man. He has no other capital except for being handsome. He spends less money. He is not stingy, but he is not rich. He is rich in his previous life and throws out a handful of money out of his money. He calls it "charity", but Xiao Fan is not qualified to play such an expensive game. So Xiao Fan decided that after the meal, everyone should go their separate ways.

The old Taoist priest was very excited when he heard this. His wrinkled face was as bright as a chrysanthemum. He hurriedly bowed to Xiao Fan and smiled: "So, thank you, haha."

Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest didn't care about being polite, and rushed into the restaurant first, occupied a table with lightning speed, and then stood by the table and waved hard, shouting: "Come here! Here!"

Xiao Fan sighed again. At this moment, he felt that his head was big, as big as a sucker...

Stepping into the restaurant, Xiao Fan sat down next to the old Taoist priest. The shopkeeper beside him harshly and said with a smile: "What are you two?"

The old Taoist priest was like a fox showing off his might be by his tiger, and shouted: "Give all the signature things in your store!"

The shop assistant lit up and before he could say anything, Xiao Fan quickly said, "Don't have to be so troublesome..."

The shop clerk smiled and said, "Although the small shop is not big, there are still many signature dishes, which is not troublesome at all..."

Xiao Fan sighed and said, "You are not afraid of trouble, but I am afraid of trouble..."

The shop guy said, "Why?"

Xiao Fan said with a stern face: "When you spend money to treat someone else to dinner one day, you will know that there are too many signature dishes in the restaurant, which is really a very troublesome..."

The old Taoist priest smiled embarrassedly, and his voice became much lower this time: "Then just have a meat dish, two vegetarian dishes, and then a hot pot bar..."

After saying that, the old Taoist priest looked carefully at Xiao Fan's face. Seeing that Xiao Fan did not object, he hurriedly waved to the shop clerk and asked him to deliver the food.

The two sat opposite each other and fell into silence for a moment.

The old Taoist priest turned his eyes and bowed his hands and smiled, "Thank you for your kindness for giving me food. I haven't asked for the name Gao yet."

Xiao Fan bowed casually and said, "I'm the next surname Xiao."

The old Taoist priest looked like he was "revered for a long time" and said fussed: "It turned out to be Mr. Xiao..."

Xiao Fan looked down at his thin figure and said depressedly: "I am neither strong nor can I afford a 'scholar'. Can you change the name?"

The old Taoist priest followed the good deeds: "I am a few years older than you, and I will sell you old man and call you brother."

Xiao Fan looked at the vicissitudes of the old Taoist priest and nodded. This old Taoist priest is not only a few years older than him, but he can be his grandfather in terms of age. He has been so honored to have grown up for two generations, so this meal may have played a role.

After bowing, Xiao Fan said, "I haven't asked the Taoist priest for the Taoist numerology yet."

The old Taoist priest put on an illusory and profound look, stroked his beard and said leisurely: "I am called Taixu..."

Taixu?

Xiao Fan's eyes were straight and he looked at it in a daze. Seeing that the old Taoist priest was thin and had only a bone-like appearance after she had shedded her skin, Xiao Fan sincerely praised: "The Taoist priest is as his name, it's really too empty..."

Taixu smiled and said, "It is indeed a little weak to become a monk who practices with purity and suffering."

"How many years have the Taoist priest been practicing in Zhongnan Mountain?"

Taixu said: "I was born in the late Southern Song Dynasty. I entered the Taoist sect at the age of six and practiced and practiced Taoism with my senior brother. It has been more than a hundred years since I counted..."

Xiao Fan widened his eyes: "A hundred years...more than a hundred years? Can you ask the Taoist priest Gui Geng this year?"

Taixu smiled and said, "When I was born, the Mongols went south to destroy the Song Dynasty. Now, I am over 130 years old."

Xiao Fan stared at Taixu for a while, sighed and said, "Why do you have to lie? Even if you are younger, I will still treat you to this meal..."

Taixu blinked: "Don't you believe it?"

Xiao Fan shook his head, in his 130s, he lived for two thousand years, and had gone through the Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties. He can be regarded as a real veteran of the three dynasties. In modern times, he is a great success. In this ancient times, his average life span is only 40 or 50 years old, how is it possible? This old man is afraid that he is not a habit of lying people, so he opens his mouth and tells lies. This meal is really worth the treat...

Taixu smiled and said, "You can't believe it. I have never lie. People who practice Taoism have their own ways to keep their health. I am not considered long-lived. My senior brother is the real human auspicious person. He is over 150 years old this year, and his appearance is still the same as a man in his forty years old..."

The old man is getting less and less...

Seeing that Xiao Fan was disbelief, Taixu couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that you still don't believe it. Let me ask you, have you heard of the name of "Quanyi Zhenren"?"

Xiao Fan shook his head.

Taixu was stunned: "You don't know Quanyi Zhenren?"

Judging from his appearance, I don’t know that all the real people of Quanyi should die.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but say, "Who is Quanyi Zhenren?"

Taixu sighed: "It is right for young people to be honest, but they can't be too unsociable. Isn't it a joke to be so ignorant?"

Xiao Fan smiled: "I'm not afraid of people's jokes. Even if I don't know who your senior brother Quanyi Zhenren is, I will still not delay my daily eating, drinking, defecation and urination."

"My senior brother also has a name called Xuan Xuanzi. Have you ever heard of this? No? Then... Master Xuanyi? Immortal Zhang? "

Taixu was angry, slapped the table, and couldn't help but say loudly: "You haven't heard of Zhang Sanfeng?"

Xiao Fan gasped and said in a lost voice: "Zhang Sanfeng? Is your senior brother Zhang Sanfeng?"
Chapter completed!