My Taoist Companion is the White Wolf

A little Taoist priest came running with a broken lampshade, and said with a bitter face, "Master, there was a strong wind just now, and two street lamps were blown down."

As soon as he looked up, he saw his own temple master leaning against the door holding melon seeds in his hand, staring blankly into the distance.

Quite poetic.

Against the late twilight, it seems a bit bleak.

"Monastery Master?" the little Taoist called again.

"Huh?" Tongguan came back to his senses, "Throw it away, and send someone to replace some new ones tomorrow."

Those street lamps are also old, and they just received a donation, so they should be repaired and updated.

No, how did this wind come from?

Deduct Ange's salary!

Thinking about it this way, Tong cared about his anger.

The little Taoist groaned obediently, saluted and wanted to leave, but was stopped again.

"Hand out."

The little Taoist stretched out his hand.

Tongguan went in and threw the remaining half of the bag of melon seeds into his hands, and then found a bagful of apples and oranges and hung them around his neck, "Take it and share it."

Ziyun Cave has a long history, many buildings, and pleasant scenery. The appearance is "fashionable, noble, and elegant", but the truth is "old, poor, and desolate". The annual maintenance costs alone are gone.

Even if Tongguan can make money, the life of the Taoist priests, big and small, is quite poor. After all, only a few have formal establishments.

Orthodox practice is really bitter.

Many Taoist priests are teenagers in their teens and 20s. When they are growing up and hungry, but they can't touch meat, they are very easy to get hungry.So from time to time, Tongguan gave them cakes, fruits, snacks and so on that the lay Buddhists brought to worship.

The little Taoist priest was so beautiful that he ran back to the backyard and called a group of brothers to share the food.

The melon seeds are a little moist, and the apple skin is a little wrinkled, but sweet.

A group of people gathered around to eat quite contentedly, and a brother took out his own flute and played for a while.

The mountain wind whimpered, and the sound of the flute was low and deep, like weeping and complaining, and together they spread far away.

Tong Guan listened for a while, then stared at the A4 paper talisman on the table in a daze.

Xiu Xian...

When I first heard the news, to be honest, Tongguan's Taoism after so many years of practice was a little unstable.

Cultivation of immortals, the secret key to longevity in the legend, how many people follow their predecessors, who doesn't envy?

These people have struggled for many years, but they can only live a long life, but now a fool suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and it is possible to live forever!

Why, why?

I am not satisfied!

why it's not me?

why it's not me!

Thanks to the blow from the seniors, Tongguan was able to wake up, otherwise the inner demons would be formed, and the practice in this life would stop here.

"Cultivation is a matter of doing against the sky, so don't worry about gains and losses."

The senior sighed.

Tongguan didn't sleep for two days and two nights. He sat upright in the hall and meditated in front of the portrait of the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqing, his head was as messy as the scene of a nuclear explosion.

When the rising sun fell on my face on the third day, I thought about it.

Yes, although I can't live forever, I have the ability and longevity that ordinary people can't match. I'm lucky enough, why bother to blame others?

He kowtowed to the senior seriously, and the moment he got up, everything suddenly became clear.

Even the bottleneck of cultivation that has been stuck for nearly 20 years has been loosened, and his Taoism has improved a lot!

Sure enough, cultivating the Tao requires cultivating the mind.

*******

Tongguan arranged a guest room for Yunhong, a very simple room with a separate bathroom.

Ange went to take a shower after entering the door.

It often comes to Ziyun Cave, but every time it is on the side of Juling Formation, and it is the first time to enter the room today.

As soon as the bathroom door was closed, Bai Lang's figure quickly grew taller, turning into a young man with broad shoulders, thin waist and long legs.

naked.

He deliberately looked at the small mirror on the wall, um, the sideburns are indeed complete!

Just very satisfied.

The process of the big monster's hand-to-hand combat was quite tragic, and the flying flesh and blood were not enough to describe the eventuality. The young man's hair was stuck with blood in several places and turned into strands.

It stinks a bit, he frowned.

The splashing hot water rushed down, and it didn't take long before the light red water stains slid down the sturdy body and formed a shallow puddle on the ground.

The guest rooms in the practice place are not big, and Yunhong sat outside alone, he could clearly hear the sound of running water from the bathroom, and he could smell the faint aroma of shower gel and shampoo from the crack of the door.

One mint, one grassy, ​​just don't know which is which.

Really good at washing, Yunhong thought with some surprise, it's both shower gel and shampoo, quite comprehensive.

He was fiddling with the comb boredly, and a picture was automatically drawn in his mind:

The white wolf patted the shower switch with its big furry paws, then pressed the shower gel with its round meat ball to squeeze the head, and then used its limbs to make bubbles...

"puff……"

He couldn't help laughing.

The white wolf's hearing is excellent, Yunhong smiled, and a fluffy white ear came out from the short black hair, trembling slightly.

What are you laughing at?

Ange was a little confused.

A few minutes later, the young man who had taken a shower turned back into a white wolf, shaking himself into a drum washing machine like all furries.

Water droplets splashed for a while, and the white wolf, which was still wet just now, quickly became half dry.

White wolves born in the ice field are not afraid of the severe cold, and the remaining water just waits to evaporate slowly.

But human beings seem to be making a fuss.

He looked at the hedgehog-like half-dry probation officer, hurriedly went to get the hair dryer, patted the bed board again, and said with anticipation and joy:

"Look, can you wipe it dry? Come here and let me blow it up for you, otherwise you have to see a veterinarian if you catch a cold."

White Wolf: "..."

You just went to the vet!

How could the demon catch a cold!

Seeing that the white wolf was motionless, with a bit of disdain in his beautiful blue eyes, Yunhong held up the big comb, "Come here quickly, let it dry before combing."

Then the white wolf passed by.

That's all, it's just accepting the filial piety of a human being, it's nothing, it convinces itself.

Yunhong picked up a big towel and grabbed the white wolf's four big claws to dry them, even the soft meat balls at the bottom and the cracks in the claws were not spared.

The surface of the freshly washed meat ball was wet and felt particularly good. Yunhong couldn't hold back, so he pinched it a couple of times.

Hey.

The owner of the meatball looked over with squinted blue eyes, and Yunhong looked back as if nothing happened.

When it's time to be cheeky and play dumb, it's time to go!

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, the white wolf looked away.

Yunhong, who was careful and careful, turned on the hair dryer, tested the temperature with the palm of his hand before blowing on the white wolf, and kept asking: "Is this temperature okay? Is it cool? Is it hot?"

The warm and dry wind blowing on his body was very comfortable, and the white wolf squinted his eyes comfortably, feeling that although this human being talked a lot and densely, he did have a few tricks.

When blowing on the head, Yunhong also carefully took care of the white wolf's eyes, ears, mouth and nose: cover it with his hand, and only blow on the fur nearby.

Although he has never taken care of small animals himself, he also knows that these parts are particularly sensitive, and if he blows directly, it will definitely be very uncomfortable.

The white wolf whose sight was blocked was a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously opened his eyes. The thick and slender eyelashes unique to beasts ran across Yunhong's hand, making it tickle.

One person and one wolf got very close, and Yunhong clearly smelled the faint water vapor from the white wolf, and the white wolf also smelled the bitterness.

It's the fragrance of medicine. He often plays with the medicinal materials he brought back these days.

Mixed with the unique smell of human beings, it forms a taste that cannot be copied.

It is very strange and smells very good, like cedar in the mountains in winter, clean and full of vitality.

It subconsciously sniffed a few more times, its wet nose squirmed, and touched the warm palm of the human.

Yunhong was taken aback, but couldn't help laughing after seeing what it was.

No matter what kind of dog or wolf it is, the fleshy and wet nose is equally cute!

Then he couldn't stop laughing:

The white wolf's fur exploded, like a bloated dandelion!

The result of laughing at the probation officer was that Yunhong was slapped into bed, and struggled for a long time with his buttocks sticking out before pulling/pulling his head out.