Huaxia, 2015. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huashan, birds singing and flowers, green trees are in a hurry, and animals and birds are wild.

At the top of Mount Hua in the early morning, there are still layers of white mist, which is unpredictable from a distance.

"Moo!"

Suddenly, in the white mist, there was a long cow groan, and then, a crane-haired fairy boy who looked to be only five years old, carrying purple qi, was on the back of a green ox and walked out slowly.

The green ox is stable, but its hooves do not touch the ground, stepping on the void, walking out leisurely, every time you step on the next step, in the middle of the air, there will be layers of purple gas.

On the back of the ox, the boy is dressed in a robe of yin and yang, holding a green wood flute, and his face is leisurely, like a fairy child.

The green ox stepped on the void, took the fairy child all the way straight, and reached the top of Huashan Mountain at the most dangerous cliff, before stopping the cow's hooves and hanging in the air twenty centimeters from the ground.

"Old bald, I didn't think you would come faster than the poor road." Xiantong looked at the depths of the cliff and spoke, but it was just a voice, but it was a ninety-year-old man who could say it, which was quite weird, "Poor Dao still thinks that your Buddhist ancestor will not care about such idle things." ”

Xiantong's voice is long and soft, giving birth to Taoist energy, and it is not difficult to hear that he is a Taoist person.

After saying that, Fairchild turned his head to look to the right.

In the direction that the fairy child was looking, at some point, a bald, big-eared, middle-aged guard with great compassion on his face, dressed in Gaza, was already standing on the edge of the cliff.

I saw his feet stepping on the rotating pink lotus platform, and in the lotus platform, the golden lotus seeds bloomed with immeasurable Buddha light, setting off the middle-aged monk on the lotus platform, which was also suspended in the air.

It's just that the monk didn't pay attention to the fairy child, but looked at himself into the depths of the cliff, shaking his head from time to time, nodding his head again, not knowing what he was doing.

The cliff is bottomless, white mist, and from time to time there is purple and golden light passing by, it looks quite mysterious, if you fall from this cliff, I am afraid that you will definitely die.

"Huh." After a while, the monk made a deep voice, "Amitabha, Taoist Ancestor Li Er, you practice the rule of inaction, and drove your green ox west to Guguan a thousand years ago, how can you come here today?" How can a person who does nothing care about something that is done? ”

The monk's voice is like a Hong Zhong Da Lu, deep and far-reaching, resounding in the ears.

"Ahem......" Just as his words fell, there was a cough in the mist behind the fairy child and the monk, and then, an old man with a cane and a hobbling step slowly walked out, "An ancestor of Taoism, a sect of Buddhism, quarreling here, if it is heard, won't it become a joke?" ”

The old man's face was like a pine, wrapped in cloth, and he coughed as he walked.

"Haha." When the fairy boy heard this, he turned his head to look at the old man, "Kong Sheng, your Confucian golden mean, you can only be a peacemaker." ”

"False praise." The old man made a compilation to the fairy child, "I am the ancestor of Confucianism, Buddha, and Taoism, and I have not gathered for a thousand years, so everyone will stay with each other for a while, isn't it beautiful?" ”

If anyone else is here, hearing the old man's words, he will definitely be scared out of the heart attack.

Confucianism, Buddha, Taoism, the ancestor of the three families, the sage Confucius, the Buddha Shakyamuni, the Taoist ancestor Li Er, in this 2015 China, who doesn't know, who doesn't know? Their student descendants can be said to be all over the world.

"A thousand years, it's been a long time." A trace of memory appeared in the Buddha's eyes, "Good and good, the grievances of the past, don't mention it today, presumably the purpose of the two of you coming here is the same as mine." ”

"Xianmen!"

As soon as the Buddha's voice fell, the old man Kong Sheng, and the fairy boy Lao Tzu said a fairy word in unison.

"Look!" The Buddha pointed to the depths of the cliff, "The golden light and purple qi are mixed up, which means that the person has gone, but unfortunately, the opportunity to become an immortal for 10,000 years has always been inseparable from us, but I don't know which world he went to." ”

"Old monk, no matter what, we can't interfere, we just look at his creation." Fairy Child Lao Tzu smiled and said, "Didn't we come back here just to take a look at this variable?" ”

"Since it is a variable, we three old bones naturally have no way to intervene." Kong Sheng said, "Let's go away, it's useless to stay here." ”

"I only hope that he can open the immortal path, otherwise I won't have thousands of years to live." Lao Tzu smiled leisurely, "If we die, I'm afraid this earth will not survive." ”

"Immortal Road, Immortal Road...... I only hope that this variable can be used to spy on it. "The Buddha was compassionate and compassionate, embodying the golden light, stepping out of the lotus platform, giving birth to the lotus step by step, turning into a relic, and disappearing into the mist.

"This old bald man walks so fast." Lao Tzu sighed, then looked at Kong Sheng and said, "Old Kong, let's go have some wine, how about catching up on the old days?" ”

"Ahem." Kong Sheng coughed twice, "No, no, I'd better go back to guard the pass, so as not to cause trouble." ”

After Kong Sheng finished speaking, he also retreated into the fog, and after a while, the breeze blew, and the fog dispersed, but there was no figure.

"Xianlu, hehe......" Xiantong saw that Kong Sheng was also gone, and patted the green ox under his feet with his little hand.

"Moo!"

The green cow screamed softly, and suddenly gave birth to a burst of purple gas, the green cow drove the purple gas, and took the fairy child into the air, when the fairy child road was in the air, he had become a green bearded old man, he smiled indifferently: "Ethereal fairy trace, even if I wait for the ancestor of a sect, it is difficult to find, variables, the road should have been left by me to go, since you went, I only hope you can have a creation!" ”

After speaking, the old man picked up the wooden flute in his hand and blew out a leisurely long song.

At this time, at the foot of Mount Hua, two young people who got up early were preparing to climb the mountain, heard a low voice, looked up, and saw an auspicious cloud in the sky, which resembled an old man driving a bull and playing the flute, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and took a picture of it, and sent it to Weibo, space, WeChat and other social software, saying that the top of Mount Huashan was surprised by immortals, and there was good luck in forwarding, and there were hundreds of thousands of forwards in less than half a day.