At dawn, Fang Zhengqing and Simu finally arrived at Simu's residence.

In front of the door of Simu's residence is a yellow mud path, with lush fields of weeds on both sides. It looks like no one has taken care of for many years. At the end of the path is a wooden house, and two trees are planted in front of the house.

"Jiale! Come out and move the body." Taoist Simu shouted. But after shouting a few times, no one in the room paid attention to it.

"This little brat, Jiale, must be sleeping in. I don't know if he is back!" Taoist Simu said angrily. In front of outsiders, his disciple Jiale was still sleeping soundly and didn't hear his voice at all. Taoist Simu felt very embarrassed at this time.

Taoist Simu felt a little uneasy and furious. He grabbed a stick outside the yard and rushed in with great momentum.

Fang Zhengqing looked at Taoist Simu's posture and knew that his apprentice would suffer. However, he was an outsider and was disciplined by his apprentice, so he should not interfere.

Fang Zhengqing looked at a yard next to him and thought to himself: I guess this is the residence of the monk Yixiu mentioned by the Taoist priest. I wonder if this monk is really a hypocritical person?

"Boy, Master asked you to take care of your house, but you are dreaming of Mr. Zhou!" Taoist Simu rushed into the house and saw that his disciple Jiale was still sleeping soundly, and then he beat Jiale up.

"Master, you are back, oh! Don't hit... Don't hit, I know I'm wrong!" At this time, the sound of Jiale begging for mercy came from the house.

But unfortunately it was useless. Simu still chased Jiale for a while. Not to mention the degree of tragic tragedy, even the fox demon in his arms couldn't bear to see it.

After a while of the beating, Taoist Simu also came out of anger, and Fang Zhengqing saw the blue-faced and swollen face of the calligrapher.

"Go and move all the guests to the morgue. I will take them away after a while!"

"Yes, Master!"

Fang Zhengqing also went to help. In the morgue, Jiale looked at Fang Zhengqing and asked, "What do you call this brother?"

"Fang Zhengqing!"

"I, Jiale!" Jiale also introduced himself.

Fang Zhengqing looked at the torn clothes that Jiale was wearing and sighed in her heart that Taoist priests were poor. Fang Zhengqing could tell at a glance that the torn clothes were not Jiale, because Jiale looked very generous when worn, and probably it was his master Taoist Simu.

Jiale was also looking at Fang Zhengqing. Because Fang Zhengqing was wearing a fox-like look, she simply threw it away, so she only wore a moon-white shirt. Because she was walking overnight, her clothes were cut a lot by branches, so she looked dirty and torn than Jiale's clothes.

Jiale sorted out his clothes with a little pride and thought to himself: It's worth asking for many years, and asked the master to give himself the clothes he hadn't worn for many years. The people outside are so poor that they don't even have to wear clothes!

If Fang Zhengqing knew what Jiale was thinking, his first reaction would definitely be to sigh again that the Taoist priest was really poor, and his second reaction was hehe!

At this time, Taoist Simu's voice came from the room: "I said, "Boy, you haven't cooked yet, do you want to starve the master to death? Do you want to cook more today and have guests!"

"It's the master!" Jiale, who didn't want to be beaten, hurried out.

Fang Zhengqing shook her head, what an interesting pair of masters and apprentices.

Taoist Simu went to rest, Jiale was cooking, and Fang Zhengqing was not idle either. He made a cage with bamboo and put the fox demon in.

Fang Zhengqing hung the fox demon on the beam of the room. At this time, Jiale had prepared the meal and placed it on the table.

"Master, the master living next door has returned." Jiale suddenly said after setting up the meal.

Unexpectedly, Taoist Simu, who was originally smiling, immediately looked calm and squirted back unhappily: "Tsk!! So what's going on when he comes back? Do you want me to pay him my respects!"

Jiale rubbed his nose and looked at Fang Zhengqing and said, "Brother Fang is having dinner!"

Fang Zhengqing wiped his hands dry, nodded and walked over. Before she could sit down, she saw a monk and a girl with braids walking outside.

"Jingjing! Master, you are all back!" Jiale said happily.

Fang Zhengqing looked at the monk and knew that it was Yikyu mentioned in Simu's mouth, but he didn't look like a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, and he was a hypocritical person.

However, when he saw the girl named Jingjing, Fang Zhengqing felt that her young man's heart beat faster, and she was even better than the fox demon.

If a monk has such a beautiful woman next to him, he will definitely not run away.

Master Yixiu came in and glanced at Fang Zhengqing. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the other party had the intention of despising him.

Ikyu: "Jiale, guests are here!"

Jiale: "Master, this is Brother Fang Zhengqing!"

Yixiu: "I am a monk, I have met Donor Fang!"

Although Fang Zhengqing felt that Ikkyu was hypocritical, he said hello to him with a kind look on his face, so Fang Zhengqing was not rude.

Fang Zhengqing bowed and said, "I have met Master Ikki!"

Jiale walked to Jingjing and said, "Jingjing where have you and the master?"

"I've gone up the mountain to collect herbs. Is this the new apprentice your master wants to accept?" Jingjing looked at Fang Zhengqing and asked.

Jiale shook his head: "I don't know, but it probably isn't!"

"I have a master!" Fang Zhengqing said on the side.

"Hello, I am Jingjing!"

"Hello Miss Jingjing, I am Fang Zhengqing!"

"Jingjing, you and the master have not eaten yet, why don't you stay together for dinner!" Jiale suddenly blocked between Jingjing and Fang Zhengqing, looked at Jingjing with the watermelon head and said. He suddenly realized that although Fang Zhengqing's clothes were not as good as his, he seemed to look much more attractive than himself.

Jingjing didn't say anything, and Master Ikki next to him smiled and said, "How can you be so embarrassed?"

"I'm sorry, just leave!" Taoist Simu, who had been silent, snorted coldly.

"Then thank you, Jingjing sit down!" Master Ikkyu ignored Taoist Simu and sat down directly, and asked his apprentice to sit down.

Fang Zhengqing also sat down and sat opposite Jingjing. Taoist Simu and Master Ikkyu also sat facing each other. Fang Zhengqing looked at the vegetarian dishes on the table, and the weight was that Jiale was interested in being Master Ikkyu. The master belittled the other party, but the disciples did not hate the other party. It seemed that Taoist Simu's evaluation of Master Ikkyu still needs to be considered.

Taoist Simu looked at Jingjing and said, "This is your apprentice?"

Master Ikki smiled kindly, nodded, and then said to Qingqing beside him: "This is the Taoist Master Four-Mind I often mention to you. Hurry up, pay homage to the Taoist Master."

Qingqing stood up and bowed: "Greetings to the Taoist priest."

"Yeah, be good."

Taoist Simu nodded, and then asked curiously: "What do your master usually say to me?" Simu was thinking in his heart that if he dared to say bad things about me, he would just drive you out. After saying that, he looked at him with bad intentions.

Master Ikkyu smiled and gave Qingqing a wink. Qingqing understood and said, "My master said, Taoist priest, you are the kindest, honest, you will kill demons and eliminate demons in your life, and you will not let go of any mistakes. You will be meticulous to your disciples. Even if your disciple does something wrong, you will neither beat or scold them. You will only say that your master loves you so much."

Taoist Simu was very satisfied when he heard this, nodded, and then shouted: "Jiale, where is the porridge?"

"Master!" As he said that, Jiale came out of the kitchen with five bowls of porridge on a tray. Jiale distributed the porridge to others, and then sat next to Jingjing with the porridge. However, Jingjing glared at him, got up and sat next to Fang Zhengqing. Jiale's face suddenly faded!

Taoist Simu: "Eat!" After saying that, he picked up the porridge. When Fang Zhengqing saw the owner speak, he quickly started eating. After walking for a day and a night, Fang Zhengqing felt hungry and tired, so Fang Zhengqing was not polite, and there was no delay in eating vegetables and drinking porridge!

However, when Master Ikki moved his chopsticks, Master Simu immediately moved his chopsticks. However, Master Simu's chopsticks were not knives and kids, but instead clamped Master Ikki's chopsticks tightly. As a warrior, Fang Zhengqing instantly felt the murderous aura and couldn't help but slow down the speed of eating and looked at the two of them.

Under the surprised gaze of Qingqing and Fang Zhengqing, Taoist Simu and Master Ikki never let each other eat it, and gradually turned into throwing the dishes at each other!

Jiale seemed to be very experienced in this, and said to Fang Zhengqing and Qingqing: "Brother Fang, Qingqing, let's avoid eating."

Although Jingjing also felt that the atmosphere was subtle, she shook her head and said, "No, it's so rude!"

Seeing Jiale so well, Fang Zhengqing wanted to leave, but when he heard Jingjing's words, and the bravery of his skilled man, he shook his head, took a piece of tofu and put it in a bowl.

"You are asking for good luck!" Jiale hurriedly picked up a few chopsticks and left with the porridge!

Then, the scene became more and more out of control.

"Come on, eat some peanuts!"

"Come on, eat dried radishes."

"Eat fermented tofu!"

"You eat, you eat!"

"No, you eat, you eat!"

Under the surprised gaze of Qingqing and Fang Zhengqing, Taoist Simu and Master Ikki never let each other eat it, and gradually turned into throwing the dishes at each other!

Fang Zhengqing looked at a peanut flying towards him, shook his chopsticks and directly grabbed the peanuts.

Then the chopsticks flew towards Jingjing's face and grabbed the tofu before a piece of tofu fell on Jingjing's face.

Fang Zhengqing put the tofu in Jingjing bowl and said, "Your tofu!"

Then she got up and drank the porridge in the bowl, put down the bowl and left. Jingjing quickly left. She finally understood why Jiale left. This is all experience!

Jiale walked up to Jingjing with a bowl, smiled and said, "Look, how about it, you almost suffered a loss!"

Jingjing glared at Jiale, then looked at Fang Zhengqing and said, "Thank you, Brother Fang!"

Fang Zhengqing waved his hand and said, "It's okay!"

Then he looked at Jiale and asked, "Brother Jiale, are there any pools nearby?"

"Yes, there is a pool not far from the east. What are you going to do?"

"Have a meal!"

Fang Zhengqing was not full, so he planned to go to the pool to grab a few fish.

Jingjing looked at the master and Taoist Simu who were still fighting, looked at Fang Zhengqing's back and shouted: "Brother Fang, wait for me, I'll go too!"

Jiale drank porridge, looked at the departure of Jingjing, quickly put down the bowl and shouted: "Jingjing, wait for me, I'll go too!"

Jiale caught up with the two, rubbed his hands and asked, "Jingjing, do you want to eat fish too? Master Ikki wouldn't mind?"

Jingjing couldn't help but give Jiale a blank look. This person is so annoying. Yes, why did she forget that she is a Buddhist? But the fish are so cute that she hasn't eaten for several years.

That's right, since he became a master of Master Ichikyu, Jingjing has not been involved in meat for many years.
To be continued...