The old Taoist's excessive enthusiasm made Shi Yu very uncomfortable, so he had to stretch out his hand and said: "Taoist Master, please."

After entering the central room, Ah Xuan brought a brazier and lit it with Taier. It worked well on this snowy day and the room was immediately warm.

Shi Yu and the old Taoist sat cross-legged on the futon face to face.

The old Taoist kept smiling and seemed to be in a good mood.

In fact, the old Taoist never thought that this "immortal man" would come to the temple as a guest.

Shi Yu didn't know how to talk, so he could only start with the disciples of the old Taoist.

"Tai Er and his senior brother are both very good." Shi Yu said softly.

The old Taoist's eyes lit up and he asked: "Not bad?"

Apparently he misunderstood Shi Yu's meaning.

Shi Yu could only explain with a wry smile: "He is a good person and conducts himself well."

The old Taoist nodded and did not ask any further questions.

Shi Yu changed the topic, "The Taoist temple has been around for a long time, right? Why doesn't it have a name?"

The Taoist temple has no name, he knew it when he entered.

"It's been a long time since I've been here. It's already been...twelve generations. When Pindao passes away and is passed down to Ah Xuan or Taishou, it will be the thirteenth generation. As for why there is no name, Pindao

In fact, I don’t know much. I only know that it had a name at the beginning, but after a few renovations, the plaque was gone and it was never taken back. Since then, it has been an anonymous temple." The old Taoist explained absentmindedly.

Shi Yu nodded and said, "As for the name, it's just a title. Whether you have it or not is actually not that important."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled, obviously agreeing with Shi Yu's statement.

"In the blink of an eye, I have been guarding this nameless temple for seventy years." The old Taoist sighed melancholy.

Shi Yu asked: "The Taoist priest has been in the Taoist temple since he was a child?"

The old Taoist said with a smile: "Yes, I grew up in the Taoist temple since I was a child, and before I knew it, my whole life passed, and when I got old..."

Shi Yu didn't know how to answer.

As a teenager, he was not deeply touched by the lamentation about the right and wrong of things and human beings.

Probably: old friends are dying one after another, like leaves falling in the wind.

Shi Yu said something out of nowhere: "Everyone will age."

Hearing what Shi Yu said, the old Taoist turned to look at Shi Yu and asked a question that he had expected but didn't know how to answer.
Chapter completed!