The old cat became more and more afraid the more he thought about it. He meowed and ran away from a distance.

"Why can't this old cat be fed?" The little brat looked at the old cat's traces away, so angry.

No one to accompany me, the little kid who ignored me looked at the Zushi Temple. The roof was covered with blue smoke, and it was probably still early to eat. He jumped into the "field" that was dug by the old Taoist.

For the Taoist priest, the hoe is too "long" a little taller. The handle of the hoe is upright, which is slightly higher than that of the Taoist priest. Fortunately, the Taoist priest is not very strong, and the stakes are not practiced in vain. A pair of fair little hands hold the hoe tightly, which is a bit like that. If the hoe wants to save effort, it must make full use of the lever principle, dance the hoe high, and then rotate it down with force, so that the hoe blade can be easily dug into the soil.

bite!

The Taoist priest was very lucky, so he dug a stone in the first hoe. The hoe jumped up immediately, and the hammer almost didn't shoot the Taoist priest's forehead. Fortunately, the Taoist priest reacted quickly, so he quickly let go of the hoe and ran aside.

"Believe it or not, I'll burn you for firewood!" The Taoist priest said viciously to the hoe.

The hoe didn't reply and lay on the ground with "condespite" feeling.

The Taoist priest picked up the hoe and saw that the blade of the hoe was dug up. This hoe was really hard. It was used by the Taoist and the Taoist priest to dig up such a stone-filled land, and the blade had been completely rolled up. Not to mention digging such a mountainous land, it would be very laborious to dig up the land well.

"This hoe is too dun. I'll recite a mantra." The Taoist Master can't grind the hoe. If he rolls it like this, he can't grind it anymore. After all, the Taoist Master and the Taoist Master are both practitioners and have methods to practice Taoism.

"I would like to ask the Jade Emperor of the Mingtian, and the Lingxiao Palace shines brightly. I would like to ask the Jinxiao Clouds and Bixiao. The Queen Mother will come quickly. I will borrow a golden knife and hoe, and land a golden hoe to dig soil and stones. The mountains and rocks are broken and unwilling tolerate me. I would like to ask the Six Stars of the South Dipper and the Seven Stars of the North Dipper. I will follow the Grand Lord as the Law."

The Taoist priest made a gesture and pointed at the hoe. He immediately rushed out of the Taoist priest's finger and headed straight for the hoe. In an instant, the hoe actually changed into a different shape. The blade that had been rolled up had completely recovered, but the blade was no longer the white light that was before. Now the light is dim, but it looks like a hint of chill. Even the handle of the hoe has become different from before.

The magic spell that Taoist priest just recited was called the "Golden Sword Curse". It was originally a magic spell used by Taoist practitioners to temper weapons and refine cultivators' weapons, but it was used by Taoist priest to refine a hoe. Of course, this magic method of refining spells is very simple, so naturally it cannot be refined any magical weapons, it is just a sharp sword. But it is naturally much sharper than the swords used by secular mortals.

"Huh?" The Taoist priest looked at the completely different hoe and couldn't help but widen his eyes. Taoism is really useful!

"Try it." The Taoist priest struggled to hold the hoe, raised it high, and dug hard at the place he had just dug.

"puff!"

This time, there was no sound of ding again. The hoe seemed to be digging into mud, without any obstacles. The entire hoe was dug into the soil. The Taoist master hugged the handle of the hoe and raised it upwards, and immediately turned over a large ball of soil. This made the Taoist master feel very accomplished. The master dug for a long time and only dug Kuan. If I dig two Kuan, I would probably be shocked to the point of opening my mouth.

The Taoist priest stuck out his little butt and dug it up quickly. The hoe was really amazing. Even the stones were like digging tofu. As soon as they hoe went down, they immediately became shattered. The Taoist priest digged harder and did not notice that time passed quickly. The sun rose from the valley in the east to the top of the mountain. The shadow of the ponytail pine around became shorter and shorter.

"Xing'er! Come back and have breakfast soon!" The old Taoist walked out of the ancestor temple and made his hands into a trumpet-shaped voice and shouted loudly.

The old cat suddenly jumped out of the bushes, jumped with all four legs, and ran quickly towards the Zushi Temple.

The Taoist priest is not satisfied yet. No wonder the master gets up early and goes to dug soil late. It turns out that it’s so fun! No, I have to ask my master to prepare a hoe for me as well.

The Taoist priest put the hoe on the ground and clapped his hands. Where could he slap off the mud on his body?

"You little brat, are you going to play with mud? Get a piece of soil. Come on, wash it quickly." The old Taoist priest scooped a scoop of water from the water tank and poured it into a white enamel basin. The bottom of the basin had been broken by the Taoist priest for several places, rusted and penetrated several holes. It often leaked. The old Taoist took it to the town to find someone to repair it.

"Master, I have to dig soil after breakfast," said the Taoist priest.

"You are not as tall as a hoe. Just go play with your master alone." said the old Taoist priest.

"Master, you may not be able to do such a fun thing. If you play alone, you won't help Xing'er." The Taoist priest was very dissatisfied.

"Who told you not to grow taller? If you are taller than a hoe, how could I not let you dig the soil?" the old Taoist smiled.

"I dig faster than you. You only dug one Kuan in the morning. I just dug for a while, and at least two Kuan Kuan have dug it." Xiaodao said proudly.

"You don't even make drafts if you brag." The old Taoist naturally smiled but didn't believe it.

"If I don't believe it, I'll bet with you. If I dig two kids, I'll dig the ground later, and you can watch it." said the Taoist priest.

"You have to." The old Taoist agreed with a smile.

“Meow!”

The old cat expressed his dissatisfaction. The master and apprentice said while eating, completely forgot about it. They looked over with their heads raised, but they didn't even catch a rice ball.

"Feel the unfamiliar white-eyed cat!" The Taoist priest looked at the old cat with dissatisfaction.

The old Taoist smiled and picked up the old cat's broken bowl, filled a small bowl of rice, and then mixed it with some vegetable soup.

"Master, don't feed it. You can starve this unfamiliar person to death. You don't want to play with me. It's better to catch a puppy and come back. After feeding it, you can still wag your tail at me." The Taoist priest said.

When the old cat heard the Taoist priest talking about dogs, his hair immediately stood up. Most of the cats and dogs were mortal enemies, and the cats and dogs in the family rarely got along. Usually, dogs chased the cats. This little kid is indeed quite bad. If he doesn't cause any trouble for the old cat, he will feel uncomfortable all over. Don't mention the dog to me, my old cat will explode with it.

Well, oil soup bibimbap is my favorite. The old cat has eaten less and takes care of it now. The old cat's hair is hanging down weakly.

After dinner, the old Taoist cleaned up and said to the Taoist priest: "Xing'er, it's sunny outside. Stay in the temple and don't go outside."
Chapter completed!