The speed at which a city recovers is staggering, especially when there is sufficient economic circulation, cultural heritage, and living needs. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In just one year, the Jiangnan that was ravaged by white turbans has regained its vitality, especially Luodu, as the first of the six prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, surrounded by eight rivers, humanities, and surrounded by green mountains.

Although it was attacked day and night by 100,000 white turban thieves, today, the streets are a thriving scene, with busy traffic, people coming and going, shoulder to shoulder, if it were not for the occasional sight of potholes on the city wall, this military disaster would almost have been forgotten in people's memory.

"Damn, Dao Ye, I'm finally back again!" Daoist Li looked at this familiar scene and really wanted to yell, but considering that our reputation here is quite high, like the level and image of a first-class star, we must pay attention to the image.

Let's go to the big beauty and the little beauty first, or go to see Wei Ge'er, oh yes, Wei Ge'er seems to go to Fu Province with Lao Wang to collect money, let's run away when we sleep, this brother is too boring, you have the ability to sleep again!

I don't know if I haven't seen him for so many days, whether Dong's hair has grown, whether the upper and lower buns on the bun face have become bigger, will I cry with joy when I see us, first a French wet kiss, and then second base, third base, and home run!

As a result, when he rushed to the Dong family's mansion, he hit a closed door, knocked on the door for a long time and did not respond.

Daoist Li wondered in his heart, looked left and right, and after seeing that there was no one around, he recited a mantra: "The four seas are mixed, and the five mountains are driven away." The stone crack refuses to rebel, and dares to have scales. Xingyun cloth Qi, polymass refining truth, six Ding Liujia. Haste as a law. ”

As soon as the words fell, the water vaporized into fog, the fog became clouds, and the Taoist priest floated inside.

If a cultivator wants to fly, it must be after refining the Yin God, after all, not everyone is a sword immortal, and the magic weapon that can fly is also rare, there is not one in a hundred, the reason is very simple, how can the cost of making a gun have an airplane, so the immortal cultivators in the gods and monsters in the novel, the scene of flying around is not very reliable.

Fortunately, there is a cloud control spell among the three spells handed down by the old five Xuanming, with this method, the Taoist priest can also fly for more than ten miles, and it is the most appropriate to use it to climb over the wall and jump over the door.

The ground is dusty, and the flowers are overgrown with weeds, as if they haven't been taken care of for many days, according to the natural housekeeping attributes of the bun-faced maid, this will never be allowed, that is, they don't live here anymore?

The Taoist priest's heart sank, she was not afraid of the bun face, and her life ability was extremely strong, but the Dong family, a beautiful woman, was delicate, and she hadn't seen her for so long, if there was no right string, she wouldn't think about being a nun again.

Thinking of this, the Taoist priest immediately turned the Dong family's house upside down, searched for a long time, and finally set the target in the Dong family's boudoir.

As soon as I broke in, I saw a wooden plaque of the spiritual seat enshrined on the long table - the spiritual seat of the immortal life of the late husband Li Gong.

"......" Daoist Li was silent for a moment, smashed the spirit card in half, damn it! Daoist is not dead yet! What is this for me to set up a tablet, do you want to curse me to die early?

Don't even think about it, this kind of lack of virtue bubbling idea must have been thought up by the stinky girl with a bun face, eight or nine times out of ten because she was a month or two late, and she didn't come back in time to spend the Yuan Festival with her.

But he also knew that since she could do this, at least it meant that the master and servant were safe, so he had the leisure to disgust himself, but this woman deliberately didn't tell him his current address, did she want to find them by herself, and then personally come to the door to admit her mistakes, all kinds of flattery, all kinds of courtesy?

However, when the Taoist priest thought of Dong's gourd-like figure, resentful eyes, beautiful face, coupled with the youthful and lively temperament of the bun face, and the various vegetable and meat buns on his body, he jumped a few times without being careful.

Okay, we adults have a lot, so I'll forgive you this time, isn't it just looking for someone, as if I haven't found it, we can find "Lung God Chapter", let alone people, and when we find someone, we will spank a dozen asses first! Of course, I can let you beat you first.

Li Daoshi walked out of the Dong Mansion with confidence, and before he had time to show his ambitions, his belly was a 'cooing' sound, the sky and the earth were big, and the meal was the biggest.

Cultivation to the level of Taoist priests, although it can not be regarded as a valley, but basically three or four days, five or six days without eating is not a problem, the so-called meat eater, brave and fierce, gas eater, god and longevity, grain eater, wisdom and death, not eater, immortal and god, the higher the Tao, the lower the demand for the outside world.

But as long as Daoist Li is free, he still maintains the habit of eating three meals a day, without it, if the cultivator does not eat, drink, play or make trouble, then this Taoist cultivation is not very interesting.

"What is good to eat," Li Daoshi thought secretly, this Luodu snack is famous in the south of the Yangtze River, Xiao family chaos, flying noodle cakes, cage prison pills, soup prison pills, scorpion cakes, dou pork, Wu family buns, dog head pot, apricot burn, frog burn, etc., etc., there are Hu people's way of eating, northerners' way of eating, a collection of famous snacks from all over the south of the Yangtze River, with clichéd advertising words, only you can't think of it, you can't eat it.

The Taoist priest turned to the east side of Suzaku Street, and the food stalls on both sides spread all kinds of food aromas, which suddenly accelerated the secretion of saliva in the Taoist priest's mouth.

You must know that when you were still in the East China Sea, the things that Taoist priests could eat, in addition to seafood, were still seafood, and now when you see things like shrimp legs and crab claws, you can't help but shiver, it's a nightmare!

After going around, I fell in love with a seemingly ordinary steamed bun shop, the buns in the shop are not big or small, only round, just that look is very cute, not to mention a bite, the three generations of ancestral secret recipes of the meat filling and white skin are mixed together, it can be said that the mouth is melting, the tooth fragrance is overflowing, but it is not a little greasy.

As the so-called lifting is like a cage, the appearance is like a chrysanthemum, tender as mutton fat, and white as a beautiful jade, the fame of this Wu family bun is quite big.

The Taoist priest still remembers that this family's buns are also the favorite of the ugly girl, and she also showed herself the magic skill of swallowing ten buns in one go, and she was shocked at that time; when she thought of this, tears burst into tears, how could such a good Lori be abducted by a nun? When we meet again, I am afraid that it is not Lori, but a girl.

After swallowing five buns and a bowl of soy milk in one gulp, my body and mind suddenly felt satisfied, and I touched my pocket, and I was embarrassed-

Although the Taoist priest has now mixed to the point where he is not short of money, there is no WeChat and Alipay in these years, and the consequences of not carrying two copper plates on his body are like now.

When did I eat and drink in Daqingcheng, Daoist Li immediately slapped the table and called the stall owner, Wu Dalang, who was five short and had a simple face, and then showed a shy smile and said, "That boss, you see that Dao Ye is so handsome, how about giving you a chance to invite me to breakfast?"

Wu Dalang's mind was not very bright, and he thought for a while before he figured out: "Did the guest not bring any money?"

"Ahem, if you want to understand it like that, it's not impossible. ”

The Taoist priest saw that his 'beauty' couldn't tempt the other party, and he was already thinking about what to use to mortgage first, in case the defendant's face would be lost, after all, we had been the 'Acting Governor of Jiangnan', who knew that the other party didn't care, and said in a humble voice: "Forget it if you don't bring it, a few buns are not worth much." ”

A diner next to him teased: "Wu Dalang, you are like this again, if you continue like this, even if your buns are made well, you won't be able to sell them for money, and I'm afraid that you will be picked up by your mother-in-law when you go back." ”

This Wu Dalang suddenly laughed again, only scratched his head and didn't speak, and it could be seen that this was an honest and honest man.

Li Daoist belongs to the temper of a donkey, he has to follow the hair, the kind that bullies the evil and is afraid of the good, and he has a rare kindness, so he decided to send a good person card, and whispered: "I can't hide it, the poor Dao is the head of Qingcheng Dao, returning from overseas refining, this time you and I are fateful, so I deliberately came to test your heart......"

Wu Dalang was puzzled and said: "Guest, if you are really the Qingcheng Daoist, I have seen your junior brother, junior nephew, eldest apprentice, second apprentice, and third apprentice recently, is your Qingcheng faction coming to the city for a party?"

"What the hell!?" Daoist Li's eyes widened suddenly, and his face was full of confusion. (To be continued.) )