Linshan Town is located on the border of the whole country, adjacent to the towering Wanheng Mountains, it is this inaccessible boundless mountain range full of beasts, separating the two kingdoms of the north and the south, and also separating the two extreme celestial phenomena of winter and summer. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Linshan Town is built south of the mountain range and is warm as spring all year round.

There is no winter here, only the morning mist that rises from the mountains every few days, as if the boundless mountains are inhabited by desirable gods.

In the early morning, the trails outside the town are covered with dew, and birds chirp in the treetops, and even the sight of people at the end of the trail cannot interrupt their morning songs.

In the morning light, a little Taoist priest came from a distance with a flat pole, two buckets of water hung at both ends of the flat pole, the little Taoist priest looked honest, his eyebrows and eyes were a little delicate, and he looked fourteen or fifteen years old.

The bucket was too full, and despite the steady footsteps of the little Taoist, the full bucket would still be spilled by the bumps of the rugged mountain road, and the clear water splashed on the path behind him, folding a colorful glow in the morning sun.

The quiet morning, the unmanned mountain road, is like a quiet and far-reaching picture, and at the end of this picture, there is a Taoist temple called 'Chengyun' on the edge of the town.

"Little Taoist, aren't you tired of picking up such a full water every day?"

The farmer who got up early to chop firewood outside the town said with a smile, and the little Taoist priest smiled and shook his head, not tired.

"Little Taoist, the water has been sprinkled all the way, if you pick up the Taoist temple like this, half of the water will be left, aren't you tired?"

The old woman who sold breakfast on the street kindly mentioned it, she couldn't remember how many years she had said this sentence, and the little Taoist priest still smiled and shook his head, not tired.

"Little Taoist, this street is sprinkled with your water every day, don't you find that this street is cleaner than our Accord in Mingcui Building?"

Upstairs in Mingcui, the little maid who got up earlier than the master was lying on the window, watching the stupid little Taoist priest carrying water may be the only fun for these people, the little Taoist priest still smiled and shook his head, but he didn't find it.

"It's better to pick a bucket full of water, it's better to pick half a bucket, even people like me who have never picked up water know it, Xu Yan, are you a pig!"

The second son of Zhang Dahu's family held a big bowl of red meat rice, sitting at the door and laughing while eating, his fat body squeezed the door frame to the full, and the little Taoist priest named Xu Yan was still smiling, but this time he didn't shake his head, but nodded.

Well, we're all pigs......

Chengyunguan is not big, only live an old and a small two Taoist priests, there are not many pilgrims, and most of them just pray for blessings, and there is no alms, fortunately, every New Year's Festival, some solid people will also leave some copper coins, and the two Taoist priests can also take advantage of this to satisfy their stomachs.

It's just a stomach.

The little Taoist priest carrying the clear water returned to Chengyunguan and followed the path next to the main hall to the vegetable garden opened up in the backyard.

A piece of green in the vegetable garden, looking at the fresh vegetable seedlings poking their heads out, Xu Yan couldn't help but be happy, and was about to pour the two buckets of water he had just picked into the big tank, but he didn't expect the bottom of the bucket to be very slippery, and he didn't hold it steady, and the bucket fell to the side.

Wow!

Xu Yan didn't think about the bucket that he took off, and used his skillful strength to directly lift a bucket of water that was about to be sprinkled outside the tank to the vegetable field, although it was sprinkled unevenly, it was not a bucket of water in vain.

Purr, purr.

A little and a half of a bucket of water was sprinkled into the vegetable field, and more was sprinkled into the pigsty next to the vegetable field, and the little black pig in the pigsty was drenched, not only was it not annoyed, but it snorted happily, as if this cold bath was very happy.

"Purr, purr!"

The little Taoist priest squatted outside the pigsty, making the same cry as the little black pig, and laughing silly while learning the pig's call.

The poor Taoist temple can't afford to buy a pig, this little black pig is actually not a domestic pig, but a wild boar cub picked up in the mountains when Xu Yan was a teenager, brought back to the Taoist temple and raised as a domestic pig, a raise is four or five years, so the wild boar was also raised into a domestic pig, and was named Xiao Hei, but no matter how this wild boar is fed, it has never grown big, and it has not grown enough for ten catties in the past few years.

"Xu Yan, do you sprinkle water like this!"

The old Taoist priest turned from one side, looked at the bucket with more than half of the water left in the bucket and the little Taoist priest talking to the pig next to the pigsty, shook his head and said: "What a clever child, what is not good to learn, you have to learn pigs, aren't you tired?" ”

"Don't be tired, Master, just sprinkle a few catties of water, and then you should sweep the streets." The little Taoist priest said seriously: "Didn't you say that pigs live more freely than people, because they have no brains, they will have a good time every day, even if the butcher's knife is coming, they still eat sweetly and sleep sweetly." ”

"But you have brains." The old Taoist priest was slightly angry.

"I'm trying to hide my brain as much as I can." The little Taoist priest replied with a grin.

"Pigs will always grow strong, and they are destined to be slaughtered by butchers." The old Taoist priest's voice gradually calmed down.

"People will also die of old age, sickness, starvation, and anger, and in the end they will not be taken in by the underworld." As he spoke, Xu Yan patted the little black pig's head across the fence and said, "And we won't eat the little black." ”

In Xu Yan's view, the fate of people and pigs is no different, and there is only one difference, that is, pigs have no troubles, while people have many troubles.

"Fool! For the teacher to let you learn the pig worry-free, when let you learn the pig's stupidity! ”

The old Taoist priest was so angry that he picked up the flat pole and was about to fight, while the little Taoist priest had already run away with a smile.

Throwing down the flat burden, the old Taoist priest looked at the back of the little Taoist priest, a trace of pain appeared in his cloudy eyes, and he shook his head and said to himself: "Those unclean things, others can't see them, but you can see them, hard-working children ......."

After more than ten years of dependence, the old Taoist priest naturally knew why Xu Yan was close to the little black pig in the pigsty, and also knew why Xu Yan always showed the same stupidity as a pig, because only the little black pig could still eat the chaff in the trough in front of those unclean things, and still be able to sleep in front of those unclean things......

The sensitivity of animals is much stronger than that of people.

Some things that mortals can't see, but animals can clearly perceive, except for the little black pig, all other poultry or insects and birds, when those black shadows that do not belong to the yang world appear, they will choose to avoid.

The old Taoist priest coughed, and after a while, he smiled bitterly, scooped up a scoop of water, and sprinkled it on the vegetable garden.

The tender vegetable seedlings are green and look vibrant.

A clumsy beetle was lying on the green leaves, doused by the water and motionless, so stupid that it was contemptible, even if some small ants climbed up and down from it, it was unmoved, until a very large, majestic ant was about to pass by the vegetable leaves where the beetle was, the clumsy beetle finally broke open its pincer-like mouth, and bit the big ant to death.

The old Taoist priest saw the process of beetle predation, the old man coughed twice, and smiled: "It's good to be a pig, some pigs are destined to eat tigers......"

The old Taoist priest's name is Xu Daoyuan, Xu Yan is an orphan he picked up fifteen years ago, when he picked up the baby, the baby didn't cry or make trouble, but just babbling as if he was talking about something, so he named it Xu Yan.

Xu Daoyuan's body is very weak, and the old illness is riddled with old diseases, on the finger belly, only the calluses that can be sharpened by holding a sword all the year round, indicating that this old Taoist priest is not an extraordinary husband, more than ten years, although Xu Daoyuan has never shown any martial arts skills, but Xu Yan has learned a wonderful flying stone kung fu under his teaching.

The stones thrown by Xu Yan are comparable to a hundred steps through Yang.

The wall of the Taoist temple is not high, and at this time, several children are lying on the wall and shouting: "Xu Yan, go hunting game, the wild rabbits in Laofen Mountain must be very fat!" ”

Lying on the wall are the children of the poor families in Linshan Town, and the family can not eat a few meals of meat all year round, so playing game has become the only fun for the children of these poor families, if you can catch some rabbits or pheasants and the like, it is enough for these little young people to improve a meal, of course, there are also children from the solid family who like to join in the fun, and go into the mountains together.

"Good!"

Xu Yan responded, went back to the house and took a small shovel, casually put a large cake on the stove into his arms, and then ran out of Chengyunguan, but there was an extra red rope on his wrist.

When the children waiting outside saw Xu Yan come out, they were all very happy, shouted, and ran towards the outside of the town, because as long as Xu Yan was there, they would definitely have something to gain this time.

The ability to throw stones and hit rabbits, except for Xu Yan, no one knows how to do it in Linshan Town.

The children of poor families, go up to the mountains to hunt game just by the way, the main task of these children is to chop wood, don't look at the small people, each child has hemp rope wrapped around his waist, and a few children carry worn-out firewood knives, even if they can't catch hares, they will pick up enough firewood.

The other children had already run away, and Xu Yan's footsteps gradually slowed down, and finally stopped a few dozen feet outside the cloud view.

The sun had already risen high, the sky was cloudless, and it looked like it was a sunny day again, but a trace of dark clouds flashed inexplicably on Xu Yan's little face.

Taking a deep breath, as if he had made an embarrassing decision, Xu Yan slowly turned his head, looked at the door of the Taoist temple, some delicate eyebrows frowned tightly, and then exerted force under his feet, chasing those children out of Linshan Town.

At the age of fifteen, it is the time when young people are innocent, young people of this age, no one knows how to restrain their hearts, like Xu Yan, who is as simple as a pig in the eyes of outsiders, and extremely intelligent in the eyes of the old Taoist, he can't find a second one in the world.

No one wants to pretend to be a pig, and it's six or seven years.

Except for the old Taoist, no one knew Xu Yan's hardships, because Xu Yan could only ignore those treacherous scenes that outsiders could not see when he was really a pig.

Xu Yan has been able to see some strange things since he was a child.

For example, the elves jumping in the mountains and forests, the strange birds flying under the dark clouds, the women floating in the cold wind after the heavy snow, such as ...... Ghost!

When Xu Yan stopped outside the Taoist temple and looked back, on both sides of the empty gate in the eyes of others, two shadows appeared in Xu Yan's eyes, a long hat and a paper coat, one black and one white, although he couldn't see the faces of the two shadows clearly, but Xu Yan could determine the identity of the two shadows.

The ghost is poor, black and white are impermanent!