Dreaming of Lion Rock: Recipe in Hand

Chapter 332 Little Taoist Priest

Chunni didn't expect that the relocation of the grave would take place so quickly. As soon as she heard Zhao's mother say that the grave could be relocated, she jumped on her bicycle and went to the township government.

The follow-up issues of the grave relocation still need the help of the township.

Yang Anzhang seemed to have been prepared. When he saw Chunni coming, he pulled her aside and said, "This Taoist priest! I went to find him. It's the Taoist priest who ascended to heaven some time ago!"

Chunni said she didn't like to hear such a niche word as "ascending to immortality".

"How can you go to heaven at such a young age?"

"This Taoist priest is very old. He must be in his seventies or eighties! It's time for him to get old too."

Chunni... She remembered that when her parents passed away that year, the Taoist priest they hired seemed to be in his seventies or eighties.

"Then you don't have any disciples?"

This shouldn't be the case! Don't Taoist priests accept disciples?

"Yes, there were. But at that time, there was war, and most of the young Taoists went down the mountain to fight the Japanese. No one came back, most likely they died outside!"

Chunni couldn't help but sigh. A hero's origin is not important, no matter if they are Taoist priests or monks, they sacrificed their lives and shed their blood for their families, their country, and these ordinary people.

But where is the hero now? Has his soul returned to Lion Rock?

Chunni shook her head, shaking off the thousands of worries in her heart. She frowned and thought for a while, then asked: "Are there no lay disciples or the like?"

"You forgot to abolish feudal superstition... Who would dare to learn that?"

"I'll probably learn it in these two years!" Chunni still didn't give up.

Yang Anzhang shook his head and pointed outside, "Look, that's him. The old Taoist priest only thought of accepting him as his disciple when he was about to die."

Chunni looked in the direction of Yang Anzhang's finger and saw a teenager standing there uncomfortably.

Chunni...Why does she have the illusion of destroying the buds of the motherland!

"Have you studied Feng Shui?" she asked.

The young man rubbed the sweat off his hands, looked up at Chunni, and quickly lowered his head. "Yeah, I've learned it, right?"

There was still a hint of the youthful clarity and innocence in his voice.

"That's you." Chunni patted the young man's shoulder decisively, "Go back and get ready. Go visit the grave tomorrow!"

The young man felt relieved, he finally had enough money to eat.

"By the way, where do you live?"

The boy's skin tightened, and he remembered the old saying, the monk can escape but the temple cannot. But he still said to the sponsor sincerely: "In the temple on the mountain."

Chunni asked Yang Anzhang: "Is there a temple on the mountain?"

Yang Anzhang pondered for a while before saying: "I think so!"

Chunni...

If you don’t know, just say you don’t know. Lying is not a good thing.

"Then how did you contact him?" Chunni asked without understanding.

Yang Anzhang did not answer this question, as the young Taoist priest answered it first.

"Before my master died, he told me to go down the mountain at this time and meet a noble person."

I didn't expect this little Taoist priest to be so good at talking.

Chunni was satisfied. The old Taoist priest was indeed quite capable. He could even calculate this.

Little Taoist priest...can he say that he was so hungry that he came down the mountain to beg for alms?

Pah, pah, pah, only monks beg for alms. Wait, his master taught him, what is it called when a Taoist priest begs for food? It seems to be called begging for alms?

The young Taoist priest was ignorant and naive, but he was smart! Since he had work to do tomorrow, he was too lazy to go back to the mountain.

He can just spend the night in anyone's chicken coop or pigpen.

Chunni had no idea that the little Taoist priest had a good plan, and she happily went home to take care of her child.

The next day, when the little Taoist priest appeared in front of her wearing clothes that were even dirtier than yesterday, Chunni was shocked!

"What's going on? You went into the pigsty!"

"Ahem, ahem." The young Taoist coughed twice and spoke nonsense in a serious tone. "In order to prevent this young face from affecting my image in front of my master, I slightly modified it."

Chunni opened her mouth and eyes wide.

The young Taoist priest pulled the straw out of his hair and asked embarrassedly: "Did I use too much force?"

Chunni closed her mouth with difficulty. "It's okay, the little Taoist priest has an immortal demeanor and is very handsome. Let's go to Zhao's house first."

"Cuckoo."

Chunni was puzzled. She didn't have any chickens at home, so why were they crowing?

"Cuckoo."

The sound was noticeably quieter.

Chunni looked in the direction of the voice and saw the little Taoist priest holding his stomach with an awkward yet dignified smile.

Chunni...Okay, someone wants the remaining chive egg pancakes at home.

"Can you eat eggs? Are eggs considered meat?" Chunni asked without any shame.

"I am a Taoist priest, not a monk. Not all monks are vegetarians..." The little Taoist priest gave Chunni some scientific advice.

The two of them bickered and ate cakes as they arrived at Zhao's house as agreed.

Zhao Weidong... He smiled shyly at the little Taoist priest, then pulled Chunni aside and asked in a low voice: "Such a young man... Is the Taoist priest reliable?"

Chunni patted her chest and assured, "Don't look at him as a child, he is the direct disciple of the old Taoist priest on the mountain. His inheritance is the most authentic in this area. Look at you, don't you have a good father? That's why your cooking is so delicious! You see, this inheritance is so important!"

Zhao Weidong couldn't say anything to refute.

Chunni didn't care, "You entertain the young master, I'm going to get acupuncture first!" Then she ran away.

Leaving behind an embarrassed Zhao Weidong and the little Taoist priest who pretended to be deaf and dumb.

After Chunni finished the injection, Yang Anzhang, Sun Dajie and his group also came to the Zhao family.

After a few people met, they took the little Taoist priest for a wander around the mountain.

The young Taoist priest even specially changed into his master's relics - a tattered Taoist robe, shaking a bell with his left hand and holding a sword with his right hand.

Well, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Chunni shook her head. She was a staunch atheist in her previous life, but after experiencing the time travel, she would rather believe in gods and immortals than not believe in them.