A Small Town In The Rain

There was only one butcher shop in town. There was only one butcher in the world. 

The middle-aged priest stood outside the door sill, looking at the Butcher who was covered in grease, and yet not one sweat could be found on him, and said, "Since you are here, senior, please do something."

The Butcher was cutting pork. After listening to this, he looked at him for a long time and asked him hoarsely, "Is your Elder Brother really ready to do that outrageous thing?" 

The middle-aged priest replied calmly, "What is outrageous? First, we need to define the concept of Tao… you and Senior Drunkard have hidden under Haotian's eyes for countless years, isn't that against her way?"

The Butcher raised his shaggy eyebrows and said, "How dare you?!"

The middle-aged priest said, "It benefits you guys too if you help Elder Brother."