Xiaohu looked at the little Taoist priest with a little awe, he couldn't figure out what the origin of this little Taoist priest was, but what he could be sure of was that this little Taoist priest was not an ordinary Taoist priest, after all, this was the Chen Mansion, but this little Taoist priest could enter and leave the Chen Mansion freely, and he was also gnawing on a chicken leg arrogantly.

"Why are you so fat?" Xiao Feng suddenly said a word.

The little Taoist priest was stunned, according to his routine, this guy in front of him should not say such a sentence, he stared at Xiao Feng with wide eyes, and even the chewing action in his mouth stopped, looking at this guy incredulously. Still holding the chicken leg in his hand, frozen in the air, the oil-stained sleeves swaying in the wind.

"Ah", Xiaohu's mouth opened wide, and he didn't expect Xiaofeng to suddenly ask such a thing.

Xiao Feng looked at the chubby little Taoist priest in front of him with a calm look in his eyes, and continued to ask: "Aren't you Taoist priests calling themselves poor Daoists, why do you call yourself Immortal Dao?" ”。

The little Taoist priest was angry all of a sudden, this guy in front of him obviously didn't play cards according to the routine, according to his thoughts, a man called Huazi, an ordinary ordinary teenager, saw that he should bow down to himself respectfully, the little Taoist jumped up, the chicken leg in his right hand pointed at Xiao Feng, and said loudly: "I, you are a little Huazi, where did you come from so many why, what is wrong with this Taoist priest's fat, and he didn't eat your family, and he didn't drink your family." Ben Xiandao likes to call himself anything, can you control it?"

The little Taoist priest was not lightly angry, he "swished", and the two snots that were about to flow to his lips were thrown by him, and with a "snap" sound, splashed on a family member guarding the gate not far behind them.

The family was startled, thinking that some secret weapon had hit him, and he looked down to see two sticky things stuck to the placket of his chest. He couldn't help but be angry, and was about to step forward to ask, but when he saw the chubby little Taoist, he turned his head and glared at him fiercely. took out a handkerchief, wiped off the dirt, and at the same time showed the little Taoist priest a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Xiao Feng quietly looked at all this, and thought in his heart, where is this little Taoist priest sacred, and the family in Chen's mansion is so afraid of him, and it is not the fear on the surface, but the kind in the bones of his heart. Just as he was thinking, a yellow dog, a yellow dog with a lot of yellow hair on his body, squatted behind the little Taoist, staring at the chicken leg in the little Taoist's hand, and the saliva flowing from between the teeth in his mouth fell directly to the ground.

"I'm your senior brother, and I don't bow when I see my senior brother." The little Taoist priest seemed to be holding a chicken leg in his right hand, and instead used the dust whisk in his left hand to point at Xiao Feng, while his right hand holding the chicken leg hung down.

"Why," Xiao Feng's words were still so breezy and bland, but there was also a look of interest in his eyes.

"I'm ???????, ah", the little Taoist priest has not finished speaking, I saw a yellow shadow flashing on his right, the little Taoist priest's right hand sank, and the chicken leg in his hand seemed to take away the yellow shadow, in the face of this sudden change, the little Taoist priest did not seem to react, and when he reacted, he found that the chicken leg had been taken away by a yellow dog who did not know how much yellow hair had fallen off, and had run out of a zhang away, and the little Taoist Yixi could see the big bald tail of the yellow dog raised high.

"Immeasurable mother, even a miscellaneous dog dares to bully this Daoist, see that this Daoist has to peel your skin today", the little Taoist priest suddenly became angry, and the "Benxian Dao" in his mouth was also changed to "Ben Daoye". The little Taoist priest's body shook and immediately slid out, but his movements were not disturbed by his fat body, but were very light, flexible, and very fast.

"Hehe?????", Xiaohu immediately laughed when he saw the little Taoist priest's embarrassed appearance, but he couldn't laugh too loudly. Xiao Feng frowned, looking at the back of the little Taoist, as if he was in deep thought. He was thinking about the true meaning of the little Taoist priest's words just now.

At this time, a family member came over and interrupted Xiaofeng's musings and said, "You two come with me." Xiaofeng and Xiaohu followed the family to the gate of Chen's mansion.

Chen's house is very large, entering the gate, it is a cobblestone paved path, on both sides of the cobblestone path is a small pond, the pond is planted with long withered lotus flowers, there are a few dead branches floating sporadically, and there is a rockery in the pond. Crossing the cobblestone path is a long corridor, the long corridor is covered with long white curtains, and when the wind blows, the curtains float up and look particularly gloomy. Underneath the promenade is a pond that connects the ponds on both sides of the stone path.

Walking through the corridor, turn right into a circular doorway, is a wide courtyard, from time to time in the courtyard there are white cloth of the family, servants, maids are busy, the family takes them to a tall building in the middle of the courtyard, then go to invite Master Chen to come over, but also tell the two of them not to wander around.

Xiaohu looked around curiously, the tall building is the mourning hall, and it is also the ancestral hall of the Chen Mansion, the door of the mourning hall is closed, and the sound of locking sodium and gongs and drums is heard from time to time, all the buildings outside the mourning hall and in the courtyard are hung with white curtains, and the whole courtyard is immersed in the world of a plain white curtain. A gust of wind blew, and Xiaohu couldn't help but shiver. Xiao Feng seemed very calm about this, he was still thinking about the fat little road just now, but unfortunately the little Taoist didn't explain and ran to chase the yellow dog.

After a while, the family Ding led two people over, one of them was dressed in gossip clothes, and his hair was tied with a purple yang scarf. Holding the dust whisk in his right hand, the dust leaning on his right arm, his steps light. The other person was bloated, wearing a pale cyan robe, his eyes were bright, and his eyebrows showed the calmness of the precipitation of the years, and he took a steady step.

"I've seen Master Chen and Dao Chief," Xiao Feng saw the two of them coming, and hurriedly bowed to them with his fists in his fist, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant. Xiaohu also hurriedly saluted them with anxiety.

Old Man Chen looked at the two of them for a moment, then turned to look at the Taoist priest and asked, "Daoist, which one is suitable?" ”

"That's it," the Taoist priest pointed to the breeze.

"Well, it's all about him", Master Chen turned to Xiaofeng and asked, "What's your name?" ”

Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment and replied, "Back to Master Chen, the little one is called Ye Feng." ”

When he finished answering, he didn't notice that the Taoist priest next to him smiled.

Master Chen also liked Ye Feng when he saw it, although he was dressed as a beggar, it was difficult to hide a very special temperament on his body, coupled with his handsome face, his star-like eyes, revealing a sense of cleverness.

In the end, Ye Feng stayed, and Master Chen, perhaps because he liked this child, asked someone to take him to change his clothes and bathe, and rewarded him with a set of clothes that fit from the house.

Maybe it was because he loved the house and Wu, but the disappointed little tiger was rewarded with a silver ingot by Master Chen, and left the Chen Mansion excitedly.

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As the family of the Chen Mansion, Chen Fu is tantamount to being very proud, walking on the street, who on the street does not respectfully call him "Fu Ye" but today, he feels very angry, by a little Taoist and is so fat little Taoist, threw two balls of snot in his body, if it is not for the old man to confess no matter what, he can not offend the fat Taoist, he really wants to kick the fat Taoist away, see his round body on the street. What's even more annoying is that he was also laughed at by a little beggar and a boy from a poor family.

It was close to Chen, the sun was very warm, Chen Fu cursed the fat Taoist priest in his heart, and stretched his waist, "It's so comfortable, it's all to blame for the dead fat Taoist priest, and it's a shame for Lao Tzu." Chen Fu whispered. Then he heard the sound of a horse, and he looked forward.

A carriage pulled by two tall horses slowly drove towards the street in front of Chen's mansion, and when it reached the gate of Chen's mansion, a thin old man raised a horsewhip and restrained the horse, he jumped off the front of the carriage, opened the door, and a young man beat the old man and stepped out of the carriage.

I saw that the young man was dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, wearing a fur robe, the boy was about sixteen or seventeen years old, but he was also a fat figure, of course, slightly inferior to the fat road, but the fat of the boy was different from the fat of the road, the whole body of the son exuded a rich atmosphere, and there was a feeling of worship.

At this time, not far from the carriage, a fat little Taoist priest with mud all over his body and a few vegetable leaves sticking to his hair also walked from the side of Chen's house, and the little Taoist priest also saw the carriage and the brocade-clothed boy who came out of the carriage. The cymbal looked at the brocade-clothed boy with interest.

The brocade-clothed boy also seemed to feel the gaze of the little Taoist, turned his head to look, and his face suddenly changed.