80s Taoism

　　Ma Goro originally wanted Zhang to ask Hua's family to get some money, but he didn't expect to lose all the guys he was begging for food. A touch in the sleeve, the ghost, even the original scripture handed down by the ancestors was lost. The staff was lost, just get one. He didn't take the Dingdang handed down by the master who had worshipped early, and he didn't take it seriously. This sutra is an important thing, although the Taoism in the sutra, he has learned less than one or two. But this thing is used to prove his identity. As for the compass, it is not a precious thing. He found it from a landlord’s old man’s house and hid it secretly. When the limelight passed, he took it for himself.

　　Ma Goro is not at all sure about dealing with those few, especially when he thinks of the axe that flew to him just now, his back feels cold. I almost caught my life. But the guy who begs for food cannot be dispensed with. Losing the scripture is not just a beggar. As the master who died early said, losing the scriptures is tantamount to losing the Taoism. Every time Ma Wulang drew a symbol, he copied it one by one from the previous scripture. Now that the scriptures are lost, he is completely blinded.

　　 Just now I said that Zhang Jiahua was scared like that, and now I want to go to the guy who wants to get back from him, I'm afraid it will not be so easy. Ma Wulang thought about it and planned to start with Zhang Jiaohua's family. Therefore, instead of going directly to Zhang Jiaohua's house, he went to the old house of Zhang Jiaohua's house.

　　 Zhang's grandparents live in the old house. The old people are in awe of the gods, and they are naturally afraid of people who pretend to be gods like Ma Goro. Seeing Ma Goro come home, he was really respectful.

　　 "Master Ma, rare guest. Please sit down quickly, please sit down quickly. Old lady, don't you hurry up to grab a chicken and kill it?" Grandpa Zhang Jiaohua was very enthusiastic.

　　 "No need. It's all from the village folks. Just eat some home-cooked food. Uncle Man Yin, I came to your house. You should know why I came?" Ma Wulang pretended to be mysterious. Zhang's name is Hua Grandpa's name is Zhang Manyin.

　　 "Are you...?" Zhang Manyin reacted instantly.

"That's right. I passed by your second child's house today, and I felt that his house was very dark. I heard about your grandson. Everyone is from the village, and I did this business again. Sneaking out. I don't care about it." Ma Golang said awe-inspiringly. If it hadn't been for the staff to be thrown at Zhang Jiaohua's house, the effect would be even better if he held the staff heavily on the Sanhe mud floor at this time. Daochang Ma felt a little regretful in his heart.

　　 Zhang Man Yin was so touched that he couldn't say anything, "Master Ma, you are such a good person!"

　　Ma Dao's long forehead is sweating, Mei Zi'ao is afraid that she has a lot of people, and it is really rare to say that she is a good person.

One old hen from Zhang Manyin’s family was still slaughtered. Normally, only one chicken was killed, and a bowl was given to each of the boss and the second family. Basically the delicious food was delivered to the two families. The two elderly people compared their soup when they drank soup. many. This time, because of Ma Daochang, Zhang Manyin's mother-in-law, Zhang Manyin's grandmother, Ma Donghua, didn't separate two more bowls.

　　 Ma Daochang had already grumbled with hunger, smelled the scent of chicken, almost no water came out of his mouth.

　　 "Uncle Man Yin, you are so particular."

　　 Ma Daochang’s eating style does not have any superior temperament. In front of the fragrant chicken, all the high temperaments have to stand aside. Eating and drinking is the last word.

　　 "Ma Daochang, how can I solve the problem of my second child's family?" Zhang Manyin himself was not willing to eat the huge pile of chicken. I'm afraid this distinguished guest may not eat well.

　　 "It's up to your second child to make his own decision." Ma Daochang's mouth was stuffed slowly, and his speech was also vague.

"The key is that my son is not very concerned about this. I have told him to come over to invite the Daoist Chief. He has always shied away." Zhang Manyin frowned and looked at the Dao Master Ma, hoping that the Daoist Chief could do anything good. idea. Or if the leader of the horse is full and drunk, he rushes into the second house and catches those little ghosts.

　　 Dao Master Ma had thrown away his helmet and armor before. Where did he have any good ideas? He hoped to reach an understanding memo with those little ghosts, and he would be satisfied if he brought back the beggar. He didn't think he had the patience to deal with those little ghosts at once.

"This matter is not easy to handle. Today, when I passed by there, I went in and inquired a little. Because I was worried that the little ghosts were disturbed, I left the magical artifacts at your cock's house. I'm past now, I'm afraid that I will be disturbed. Those little ghosts. You'd better go and call your **** over. Find a way to find my magic weapon, then it will be easier." Ma Daochang's eyes rolled, he even said a shameful thing like this High-sounding, and really a talent.

　　 Zhang Manyin didn't expect Ma Goro to be so unbearable in front of a few brats. Instead, he thought Ma Daochang had done some preparations at his second child's house. The request to Ma Daochang is naturally very positive. However, Zhang Manyin didn't want to go there personally because he was scorned by his second child that day. So Ma Donghua was asked to perform this task~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Ma Donghua's task execution process was quite bumpy, and Zhang Jiaohua saw it as soon as he ran over. Zhang called Huanziling, and he could smell the chicken scent on Ma Donghua. He thought Ma Donghua asked him to eat chicken.

　　 "Grandma, if the chicken legs are not cut, I would rather eat chicken..." Zhang Jiaohua followed her grandma around, only to find that Ma Donghua was empty-handed.

　　 Ma Donghua was a little flustered by her grandson, "Grandma came to find your father for something. Grandpa has important things to ask for your father. Children are not allowed to make noise."

　　 "Grandma, isn't it partial, send the chicken to the uncle's house, right?" Zhang Jiaohua was upset.

　　 Liu Qiaoye had heard the conversation between her mother-in-law and her son in the yard a long time ago, and she deliberately hid aside, wanting to hear what happened to her brother.

"What do you say about this child? Grandma lost your share of the chicken that time. This time it is an important guest here, no one can tell you. Don't make trouble, grandma has trouble with your parents." Ma Donghua I was so flustered by my grandson.

　　 Liu Qiaoye just walked out, "Mother, are you here? You Ping went to see the water in the fields. I'll be back soon. You can sit in the house. I'll pour you a glass of water."

"No need. I'm not thirsty. I came to the cub's house, and I'm not a guest. If I'm thirsty, I still can't find a water tank. Call flowers, you go out to play for a while, grandma and your mother have some grown-ups. Said." Ma Donghua wanted to spread Zhang's bidding.

　　 If it is on weekdays, Ma Donghua would definitely not give up Zhang Jiaohua, but Zhang Jiaohua is thinking of grandma's chicken. I happily obeyed my grandma's instructions, hopped out of the door, and went straight to my grandfather's house~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Welcome to read the latest, fastest and hottest serial works. ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.