The fifth day of the first month, the God of Wealth Day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zimo's face was pale and he was dragged out of the bed by Cui Niang and Zheng Er.

Since the third watch, the sound of firecrackers has not stopped, and as soon as the fifth watch, a servant knocked on his door and said that the old lady was going to take everyone to the temple to worship the Buddha and welcome the God of Wealth.

Zi Mo held his waist, his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not eyes, the place behind him was hot, and he didn't get good after applying the medicine himself, and his bones were creaking when he woke up.

"Brother, are you okay?" Zheng Er put on a milky white short-haired shawl, combed a single bun crookedly on the side of his head, and jumped up and ran to him, full of energy, Zi Mo looked at the cute little face, and it seemed that he had smeared lip grease today, which was even more pink and watery.

Ay...... couldn't help but sigh, looking at Zheng Er's youthfulness, Zi Mo felt as if he was seventy or eighty, and his whole body was bubbling with a withered breath.

"Brother?" Zheng Er pulled Zi Mo's sleeve, took Zi Mo's with his little hand, and led him to the carriage of the palace.

Zimona jumped into the carriage and yawned. Tears were about to come out, but as soon as the car moved, the damn place began to hurt again.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, he couldn't wait to castrate that bastard!

"Your Royal Highness, wait a while, I will incense the Bodhisattva and bless you with good luck in the New Year, by the way, the most important thing is to find a lady to get married as soon as possible!" Cui Niang smiled, looking forward to her Royal Highness getting married.

。。。。。。

"Cui Niang, on the fifth day of the first month, I asked for the God of Wealth, where did I get so many wishes. At the mention of getting married, Zimo was even more depressed. He was unexpectedly helpless by Gao Zhan's countermeasures. Before, he had the confidence to get along with Gao Zhan at his own pace, but now that the situation has become like this, how can he be calm?

"Yes, yes, Cui Niang doesn't know, brother, he has 。。。。。。 Hmm!" Zheng Er, a sharp-toothed little girl, was about to blurt out early in the morning, but Zi Mo grabbed her shoulders and pressed her mouth in his arms.

"Ahh Looking at the mysterious appearance of these two brothers and sisters, I don't feel curious.

"Huh. Zi Mo smiled at Cuiniang, and poked Zheng Er's face in his arms with wide eyes, "Let's play, this girl asked me to go to the temple to buy something for her." ”

Zi Mo was sloppy, and Zheng Er rolled his eyes to look at his brother's expression, and also thought that he couldn't say this, so he nodded.

After a long journey, it's finally here.

The White Horse Temple is crowded with people, and the pilgrims who are incense on it have long crowded the temple in the early morning.

"Ah Fu, Ah Wang, you two follow me, prepare the incense candle ingots, let's squeeze to the front! Today, we must be ahead of the curve!" Cui Niang did not admit defeat, full of energy, let Zheng Er accompany Zimo, and she and the two servants prepared to charge forward and take the lead.

"Cui Niang, be careful. Zi Mo instructed.

"I know, I know, Childe, you wait outside, wait until I finish the incense, and then lead the two of you to worship the Bodhisattva!" Cui Niang carried the basket and squeezed into the crowd of people.

Zi Mo squatted down and sat on the edge of the thousand-year-old pine tree, the incense in this temple was flourishing, and even the trees in front of the Buddha Hall were towering ancient trees, and he took a deep breath, and the huge crown covered the top of his head. It seems that every flower and tree in this ancient temple has some Buddhism and the spirituality of the boundless access to the heavens.

"Brother, don't make a stinky face, you just said you wanted to buy something for me. Zheng Er took Lazi Mo's hand and said.

couldn't bear it, Zi Mo yawned several times, and felt that he could really fall asleep sitting like this, so he took Zheng Er's hand and took him to the temple to walk around.

There are really everything from those who sell lanterns, those who sell pastries, and those who look at fortune tellers.

"Brother, the Shangyuan Festival is coming, Zheng Er wants a big lantern!" Zheng Er's eyes sparkled with gestures.

"Well, no problem. Zi Mo nodded, it was incumbent on him to buy lanterns for his lovely sister, shop around, and pick a beautiful and big one.

"Hahaha, it's better than the little yellow family next door!" Zheng Er was very proud, carrying the lantern in a circle, smiling.

"Ah, what little yellow son? Could it be the yellow man next door?" Zi Mo looked puzzled, his time in the palace was numbered, but he didn't expect that this girl had already warmed up to the neighbor's house.

"But it's not, it's Huang Yuanwai's youngest son, there is a lantern displayed in my place many times during the Chinese New Year!Brother, you're so good, now I can vent my anger hahahaha!" Zheng Er's eyebrows fluttering vigorously Mo looked very dazzling, Huang Yuanwai's youngest son?! Zi Mo didn't lose his heart sourly, and he said that he was the only brother in his heart?!

"Lala~ We also said that we would go to play together on the Shangyuan Festival, and if we have this lantern, we won't be compared to it hahaha, my brother is the best~" Zheng Er didn't care about her brother's already slightly pantothenic look at all, and continued to be elated.

"Eh, you've all made an appointment, so what should I do?!Isn't it every year that I accompany Xiao Zheng'er to play?" Zi Mo was surprised, and the little tail suddenly had a tendency of red apricots to climb the wall, and he really felt that the years were ruthless, and all of a sudden he was about to lose this little sister.

"Hee-hee. Zheng Er rolled her beautiful eyes, covered her mouth and smiled embarrassedly, "My brother has a daughter-in-law, why is he still the same as a child." In this way, my brother must go, and Xiao Huangzi and I will take you around~"

Under the heavy blow of being abandoned by his sister, the clouds above Zimo's head were even more dense, and the air pressure was too low. The eyes were full of dangling pilgrims, and they yawned, and their eyelids were too heavy.

"Brother, the windmills there are so beautiful, I'll buy some for Yanzong and Shaoxin, we have to go back to Gaofu together during the Midyear Festival, and some meeting gifts are good!" Zheng Er looked like a sister, Zi Mo smiled and gave her some volume, and she went to the shop opposite to buy toys.

This kid has grown up really fast, a few days ago, the second brother saw that he also said that Yanzong and Shaoxin were going to study in Guozijian, and suddenly there were two less demon kings in the family, but he felt too quiet and unaccustomed to it. While sighing, Zi Mo heard someone next to him shouting him.

"Childe, this childe?"

Someone next to him tugged at his sleeve.

As soon as Zi Mo turned around, he saw that there was an old man next to him who was almost on his feet. His high forehead sparkled, and he smiled and waved at him.

。。。。。。 Zi Mo looked left and right, and found that the old man was really calling him, so he went over.

"What did the old gentleman call me?" Zi Mo saw that the old man was in a dense bamboo room, and the pilgrims who came and went did not pass there, but he set up a deserted fortune-telling stall and called him over.

"I saw that Childe frowned, and I wanted to count it for Childe. The old man said.

"No, no, no, I've had a lot of bad luck these days, and I'm even more upset when I calculate it, thank you old man. Zi Mo waved his hand to get out, but he knew that the old man was holding his hand tightly and refused to let go.

"Childe, since you have sorrow in your heart, why don't I take you to soar the clouds and drive the clouds around? As soon as this person got rid of the fireworks of the mortal world, all evil dissipated and thousands of sorrows waved away. ”

"Huh?" Zi Mo frowned, and before he could recover his senses, he saw the old man take his hand and rise into the air.

。。。。。。 In the blink of an eye, this White Horse Temple was like a little dust under his feet, between the mist, there were clouds under his feet, the wind in his ears, and the 。。。。。。 in front of him

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~h Looking at the old immortals around him, he was so frightened that tears were about to fall. Both hands tightly held the old fairy's hand, for fear of falling.

That's good, the original feeling of drowsiness is gone!

Sure enough, he's all these days, so what's going on?!What's going on?!!

"Old... Elderly... No, old fairy, what are you doing with me, I'm a mortal, and I'm not alive enough!!" The wind blowing in the air made Zi Mo's cheeks hurt. I held the old man's hand tightly, but I still felt that my heart was about to jump out. This is evil!

"Hahaha, Childe, is it okay to be a fairy, I'll speed it up for us again!" The old man shiny his forehead, waved his sleeves in Zi Mo's disbelief that was gradually turning blue, and a gust of wind rose behind his buttocks, just listening to a whoosh, Zi Mo's whole person almost fell from the clouds, and he was nervous and pulled the old birthday star's beard.

"Ouch, don't pull my beard, it hurts!" The old birthday star wanted to test how far this person's spiritual wisdom had become, so he took him to the sky to fly, but he didn't expect this person to be really ruthless enough, and his beard was going to be pulled off by him!

"You stop, let me go and I'll let go!" Zi Mo was so anxious that he ran out of rules, desperately pulling the beard of the old birthday star, and didn't let go even if he died. Is there a life if you fall here?!

The old birthday star also came up, and he was swaying by this heavy guy, this beard was his treasure! This man actually blasphemed his pride like this!

"Let go! I'm not welcome if you don't let go!" "This beard is his signature, how to make people not angry when they encounter someone who is not afraid of death and dares to tear down his signboard!"

"Don't let go! I'll let you go if you send me down, or I'll pull your beard one by one!" Zimo also grabbed the life-saving straw and refused to let go, shouting.

The sound of the whizzing wind brushed his face and ears, and it was so cold that his hands were shivering. The old birthday star took Zi Mo to gallop, and the two of them were already crowded together on a floating cloud, and the two were not very harmonious, and the quarrels were even more dangerous.

"You let go first!" the old birthday star felt sorry for his beard.

"You send me down first!" Zimo refused to give in, life and death were at stake, and he didn't even have to do a ghost if he fell!

"Ahh

A very crisp and neat voice came into Zi Mo's ears, look at his hands, eh?

"I'm sorry, I pulled some down。。。。。。 Zi Mo looked at the long beard in his hand, and turned his head to look at the old man embarrassedly and said.

Yes!

The old fairy's eyes were round, and then the heavens and the earth cracked on his kind face!

The wind was howling, the old birthday star's eyes were spewing fire, and with a wave of his sleeve, he kicked the man with an innocent smile down!

Wow, ah, ah, ah, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~!

Zi Mo's voice was like a sharp sword, breaking through the thick clouds above the clouds and swooping down.

His mind was blank, he really didn't expect that he would be finished today?!

He was thrown into the clouds and fell to his death by a fairy old man?! He was too late to scold his mother?!Faster and faster, Zimo's heart was about to jump out of his mouth, and when his top-heavy eyes were black, there was a roar in his ears, whining and wailing, why did this bullshit old man want to hurt him?!

"Oh, my beard!" "The Antarctic Immortal Weng wanted to cry without tears, holding his beard in both hands and shaking his old hands, "I don't even know how to volley, it seems that Uncle Shi is really worrying about the sky! Tsk, I have harmed my precious beard in vain!" The Immortal Weng shook his head, flicked his fingers down, and drove the floating clouds back to the Heavenly Palace.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" screamed sharply, startling Zheng'er.

"Brother!" pinched Mo's arm vigorously, and Zi Mo's eyes widened suddenly.

"Ah, where is this, am I dead?" Zi Mo looked left and right, people came and went, and he actually arrived in the bamboo forest again.

"What, my brother's New Year's celebration can't be so unlucky. I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you asleep here?" asked Zheng'er.

"Asleep?" Zi Mo looked at himself, good arms and legs, where it looked like he had fallen.

Yes...... He's hysterical.

Ne got up, just as Cui Niang came to call them, so they went to incense together. Seeing that there was a statue of a god that looked very similar to the old man who had been plucked by him, Zi Mo was so respectful that he took the first place to put on the incense, and muttered not to be strange and not to be surprised, which made Cui Niang and Zheng Er on the side amazed.