I chatted with the old driver all the way to the airport, and gave me the last signature before leaving.

Xiao Fanyun entered the bustling airport with his luggage and found the boarding gate with many people's fingers.

He showed his electronic ticket and boarded the plane. Since it was a late-night flight, there was no one sitting next to him, which finally made his ears much cleaner.

Soon the plane set sail and entered the night.

"Why is this ordinary creation so slow..." Xiao Fanyun stared out the window with his heart, but his mind had already floated outside the nine-night clouds.

It is probably not easy to convince the old lady to become a Taoist priest. I still need to make a long-term plan...

"Hello, Mr. Xiao." A gentle and slightly nervous voice sounded next to it.

Xiao Fanyun turned around and saw that it was a maid in red, so he nodded slightly and replied, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Xiao, do you want a blanket?" The maid in red had slightly brighter eyes and her cheeks were red, which clearly moved her heart.

"If Xiao Yun is not as lucky as me, he will have such good luck in love." Xiao Fanyun whispered in his heart and said politely: "No, thank you."

A hint of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the maid in red, and she asked again: "Then do you want something to drink?"

How could Xiao Fanyun not see the evil thoughts in this woman's heart? If he couldn't know his wish, he would still be entangled. He said politely: "Give me a glass of clear water, thank you."

The maid in red immediately became secretly happy and quickly poured a cup of clear water for Xiao Fanyun, then twisted her waist and left quickly.

Xiao Fanyun picked up the water cup and found a small piece of paper pressing underneath, which was quietly clamped between his fingers and rubbed them into powder.

As a result, after a glass of water, another maid in red came: "Hello, does Mr. Xiao want a blanket?"

Xiao Fanyun: "I am not thirsty..."

...

Are all women in this world so enthusiastic? They can’t stand it or take it.

Xiao Fanyun quickly left the airport, passed by a trash can and threw all the notes in, and then stopped a taxi.

After several twists and turns, I finally returned to Xiaojiagou at Shen Shisan.

After getting off the car, I walked on the hard, flat and spacious cement road. On the right are lush green mountains covered with fruit trees, and on the left are fields, which are awesome.

Around half of the hill along the winding avenue, a small mountain village with white walls and black tiles came into view.

The first big house in the village is the Xiao Family Ancestral Hall, and the village committee is next door.

There is a big cypress tree at the entrance of the ancestral hall, which is more than a few feet tall, and it takes seven or eight people to carry it over.

Xiao Yun often played with his playmates under the trees when he was young. Now there are only elderly and widowed people left in the village. He could hardly see young people during festivals.

Xiao Fanyun's sudden return to his hometown alarmed the whole village, and then he was surrounded by old villagers and entered the ancestral hall.

The old lady who moved down the mountain lived in the ancestral hall. Because she had broken her feet, her diet and daily life were taken care of by the elderly in the village.

When they learned that Xiao Fanyun wanted to re-educate the Taoist temple, almost all the old people in the village opposed it.

After all, the broken Taoist temple on the mountain was built after the old lady retired from the army, and it was not even considered a cultural relic...

Seeing that Xiao Fanyun always insisted on his own opinion, the old lady who had been a Taoist priest for half her life patted the armrest of the wheelchair and said furiously: "This is feudal superstition!"

Xiao Fanyun was speechless and had to take a roundabout way and proposed to invest in the construction of bridges and roads in the village.

"The roads in the village have been repaired with the government's help, so you don't need any spare money." Village Party Secretary Xiao Aiguo said with disgust.

Xiao Fanyun said again: "Then let's practice the school..." But the words were stuck, because the young people in the village had already started their families and careers outside. Now let alone children, even if they don't see a young man, this school can only raise mice when it is built.

Xiao Fanyun suddenly realized that the Xiaojiagou and the nanny valley in Xiao Yun's memory were simply different, and there was no place for him to use it.

Xiao Fanyun simply gave up his handsome face and said, "Old Secretary, I, Xiao Yun, grew up eating a hundred families of food. Now I have returned home in glory. I have to spend the two million in the village, even if I just get up a pit, I will accept it!"

The old branch secretary replied, "The village is not worthy of you for the two million. Anyone here is not worth a million yuan. Is it necessary for you to help the village? If you make trouble, I will lock you up."

The aunts and sisters also advised one after another: "Xiaoyun, aunts know that you are kind-hearted, but the village is really not short of money. Wouldn't it be good for you to keep the two million for marriage?"

Xiao Fanyun was so angry that he was so quarreled by his aunts that he wanted to smash the big forbidden gambling technique.

In the end, the old lady saved the siege for him.

"Okay, everyone shut up, I'm so annoyed." As soon as the old lady spoke, no one dared to say anything.

"Xiaoyun, come here."

Xiao Fanyun stepped forward and bowed and said, "You old lady, you said."

The old lady asked, "Do you really want to be a Taoist priest?"

"Yes." Actually, it doesn't matter whether Xiao Fanyun is a Taoist priest or not. He mainly wants to have a quiet temple.

The old lady asked again: "Have you read the Tao Te Ching?"

Although Xiao Fanyun is a sword cultivator, he can still memorize several Taoist scriptures.

"Read it." Xiao Fanyun opened his mouth and said, "The Tao can be told, but it is not the constant Tao; the name can be called, but it is not the constant name."

"Ha! It's wrong!" The old lady suddenly laughed strangely.

"Wrong?" Xiao Fanyun looked surprised: "You're not memorizing it wrong."

The old lady took out an old book from her arms, saw the three words "Tao Te Ching" printed on it, and opened it and said, "You can read it yourself, have you recited it wrong?"

Xiao Fanyun frowned and took it, and his face changed slightly, "Who is so bold that he dares to tamper with the saint's classics without authorization?"

"Are you stupid to read?" The old lady snatched the scriptures and patted him in the head, glaring and said, "This is published by the People's Publishing House nationwide."

"I..." Xiao Fanyun was speechless.

The old lady stuffed the old Tao Te Ching into his hand and ordered: "Don't you want to be a Taoist priest? Tai Gong will give you a chance. If you can recite this Tao Te Ching before the sun sets, Tai Gong will skip the two steps of refuge and transmission, and will directly give you a talisman to take over Qingsong Temple. You can do whatever you want to do at that time."

This is only what the old lady who is not stingy about this. If it were other genuine Taoist priests, they would not dare to do so.

But Xiao Fanyun said without any appreciation: "If you memorize this kind of cult, you will be condemned by the saints and your soul will be destroyed..."

"Wonderful, why didn't I expect this!" Xiao Fanyun was immediately overjoyed, picked up the tampered cult book and recited it.

The old branch secretary approached the old lady and whispered: "Old man, is Xiao Yun so excited outside that he is so confused? Why don't we take him to the city hospital for a look?"

The old lady gave her grandson a blank look: "Get out, get out."

The old branch secretary took everyone out of the ancestral hall with a embarrassed look on his face.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Fanyun memorized the entire "Tao Te Ching" like a stream.
Chapter completed!