"Uncle, I need to pee."

In the sky, above the white clouds, Zhang Xingdao's little face was red. He was lying on the white clouds, with his legs empty from the top of his thighs.

"Fix it yourself."

Zhang Qingyun stood with his hands behind his back, without looking back: "You caused this result yourself, and you need to experience the pain for three months. My help will only prolong your pain."

"Uncle, why don't you lower your altitude and get to the ground?"

Zhang Xingdao made his request: "It's too ungraceful in heaven."

"oh?"

Zhang Qingyun felt funny: "Urine rain from the sky can drive away evil spirits and eliminate disasters. This is a great merit for you."

"No..."

Zhang Xingdao couldn't hold it anymore: "Uncle, this is so uncivilized. The water is flying down three thousand feet. I know that water droplets will break down into many small water droplets when they encounter resistance in the air. If someone cooks in the open air, the lid of the pot happens to be uncovered.

,so..."

"You win."

Zhang Qingyun lowered his altitude and stood above an uninhabited lake: "That's it."

"Uncle, don't peek."

peep?

"Peanut-sized meatballs, chopstick-thick things, what's there to see?"

"wrong!"

After a while, Zhang Xingdao finished solving his internal problem: "I watched it myself, it's definitely not small!"

Men... Even if they are little babies, they know that it is better to be bigger. Even if they are not big, they still have to be big.

"Uncle, I'm hungry."

Zhang Xingdao lay on the clouds and pointed downward: "There is a small town in the mountains. Uncle, the environment here is good. Let's eat here."

After landing on the ground, Zhang Qingyun reached out and pointed, and there was a wheelchair on the ground. Zhang Xingdao sat on it, and Zhang Qingyun pushed him slowly into the town.

"Xiaolin, what should we eat in the morning?"

Two young men, about 25 or 25 years old, overtook Zhang Qingyun. A slightly thinner young man asked a slightly shorter young man: "Would you like some skewers and two bottles of beer?"

The shorter young man suggested: "Er Peng, you have just arrived. There is a new shop opened just in front of the vegetable market. Let's go eat tofu nao."

"What's so delicious about that thing?"

Er Peng, a slightly taller young man, thanked Bu Min and said, "I don't like eating that stuff. Is it delicious? I got tired of it when I was a kid."

“Guaranteed to be delicious!”

Xiaolin chuckled: "You don't know how popular this store is. In Lindong Town, whether it's a nearby village or a county town, young people like us can queue up from the morning until the evening. If it's not delicious,

, who will line up to eat?”

"Is it really that delicious?"

Erpeng was puzzled: "It's just tofu nao, why are you working so hard? An internet celebrity store?"

"No, the owner of this shop is a woman in her twenties. Her figure, her appearance... she is definitely beautiful like you have never seen before. I have watched all the movies and TV series, and none of those female stars can compare to you.

If you see him, I bet you will lose your soul."

"So exaggerated?"

Erpeng became interested: "Shall we go and have a look?"

The two people walked further and further away. Zhang Qingyun looked at the backs of the two young men and said: "It's a bit exaggerated."

"Uncle, I want to eat tofu nao..."

Zhang Xingdao's eyes lit up: "The tofu is delicious."

Is that delicious?

When he was a child, Zhang Qingyun liked marshmallows the most, but he didn't like tofu. Tofu had a certain smell that Zhang Qingyun didn't like. How could a little guy like Zhang Xingdao like tofu?

"good."

Zhang Qingyun didn't refuse. It didn't matter whether he ate or not. Zhang Xingdao came out to experience and experience the world. Whatever he enjoys, there must be destiny.

After walking for a while, when he saw the huge crowds of people in front of him and the dense traffic in the distance, causing congestion on the streets, Zhang Qingyun was full of surprise: "I'm afraid the tofu porridge is not delicious, but it is beautiful and delicious."

"Uncle, what does beauty mean?"

Zhang Xingdao was very curious.

"You will understand the meaning of this word when you grow up. So many people..."

Zhang Qingyun was somewhat repelled: "Milk tea attracts women, tofu bread attracts men... tsk tsk."

"Huh?"

When Zhang Qingyun wanted to leave, Zhang Xingdao pointed to a store: "Uncle, this house is for rent. Let's rent it. It happens to be right next to the tofu pudding, so it's convenient to eat tofu pudding."

Why is this little guy so obsessed with tofu nao?

Zhang Qingyun frowned: "Little guy, do you really like tofu nao so much?"

"uncle..."

Zhang Xingdao's little face fell, he was a little nostalgic, but also had some memories: "I remember before my mother and I went to the pedestrian street, my sister came to me with a few yuan and wanted to treat me to some tofu..."

elder sister?

This was the first time Zhang Xingdao mentioned his sister, and Zhang Qingyun listened quietly. At such a young age, Zhang Xingdao was afraid that he would be related to Tofu Nao: "But my sister didn't have enough money, so we asked for a share. Uncle."

...The tofu puffs are delicious, but my sister doesn’t like them, so I ate them all by myself. Later, I heard from my mother that my sister loved the tofu puffs the most.”

This experience will probably mark the little guy's life. He will remember it for the rest of his life, because he wanted to repay her, but there was no chance. His sister had committed suicide by jumping off the building.

"At that time, I thought that if I saw tofu puffs, I would definitely eat them for a year, because... the tofu puffs have the taste of my sister."

I felt a shiver in my heart. It is the most difficult thing to repay a favor. Now Zhang Xingdao is still young. When he grows up, if this wish is not fulfilled, he will definitely breed inner demons.

Just one year...

"Uncle, I really want to eat tofu."

Zhang Xingdao begged a little: "Is that okay, uncle?"

"good..."

Liu Qing thought for a while and agreed: "Little guy, in order to rent this house, I have to buy a phone."

There was no address on the rental store, only a phone number. Zhang Qingyun hurriedly bought a mobile phone and called the landlord. The store was rented for a year. The rent was not expensive and it had two floors.

The upper floor is the bedroom, and the first floor is a room of about 20 square meters. There are also some price lists posted inside. Apparently this small shop also sold snacks before.

"Uncle...why is it so spooky here?"

Just after entering the store, Zhang Xingdao noticed something unusual.

The landlord looked a little flustered, and finally sighed: "You haven't paid yet, but you are renting a house, and I can't hide it. This shop was originally a rice noodle shop, and the owner was a little girl who later fell out of love and drank medicine upstairs.

Suicide... My store has not been rented out for several years. If you rent it... I can reduce your rent by half."

Zhang Qingyun didn't care, but Zhang Xingdao was a little scared.

"You are an honest person."

If the landlord chooses to conceal it, Zhang Qingyun may still consider it. The landlord is so honest, and Zhang Qingyun also knows that many people should know about the situation here. Faced with outsiders, the landlord did not hide it, and Zhang Qingyun rented it instead: "The rent is halved.

.”

"uncle..."

After the landlord left, Zhang Xingdao's face turned pale: "Uncle, it's so gloomy here, I'm a little scared."

"But in rent, we save six thousand."

This store has two floors, and the annual rent is RMB 12,000. If you cut the rent in half, you can save RMB 6,000: "This RMB 6,000 is enough for you to eat tofu for a year."

"But...can we change places?"

"Why change?"

"I'm afraid..."

Zhang Qingyun took Zhang Xingdao to the second floor: "Silly boy, you and I as cultivators are still afraid of this. Don't worry, the door has been closed here for a long time and there is some moisture. There is no danger."

Zhang Qingyun's cultivation level, he could tell at a glance that there was no problem here at all: "That girl left quite cleanly."

Zhang Xingdao then thought about it, his uncle could fly, so what should he be afraid of?

Zhang Xingdao was not afraid of Zhang Qingyun, but when Zhang Qingyun put him down and went downstairs, Zhang Xingdao felt some inexplicable fear: "Uncle...I'm afraid..."

"Silly boy, can uncle still lie to you?"

Zhang Qingyun turned around: "First of all, you are a Taoist, and your existence is to conquer demons. Secondly, as a Taoist, you also have this ability. Of course..."
To be continued...