Bailipo belongs to the Extreme Yang Sect, although the wilderness is large, how many places can there really be no owner, where there is a master, you have to take responsibility and obligation, the taxes of the Extreme Yang Sect are not heavy, and they are paid once every ten years within the jurisdiction, and they can pay money and grain and mountain goods and herbs, as long as it is roughly equivalent to three hundred taels of silver per person. The Yutian Yang family of four needs to pay about 1,002. Yutian Yang and his wife had already prepared enough mountain goods and grain. The winter in Kunyang Mountain is very idle, Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu's family put on animal skin jackets and wandered around, their faces were red from the cold, and Daosheng Lin Ling also learned from Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu to put their hands together in their sleeves.

The monks of the Extreme Yang Sect all chose to come to collect taxes in winter. Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu took Shangxian to the warehouse with a smile on her face, and she took it by herself, ten years after ten years, every ten years, it has always been like this.

"Old man, why are there two more people, when did they get here?"

"Back to Shangxian, my nephew, wife and niece came here eight years ago. ”

"Do they have a household registration?" the monk said, elongating his voice.

"The immortals, they are only visiting our old couple temporarily. ”

"You don't have to report for temporary residence, you are going against the rules of the sect!" the monk stretched out his voice and stared at Lin Ling meaningfully. After thinking for a moment, the monk continued: "The sect has recently discovered a mineral source, and it is short of manpower, so tell the two of them to come with me! The monk's eyes lit up as he stared at Lin Ling, although Lin Ling was dressed as a village girl, how could she hide her inner charm.

"Immortals, we are willing to pay more tribute. Dao Sheng stepped forward and said respectfully.

The monk propped his chin and stared at Lin Ling silently.

Lin Ling was familiar with the rules of the sect, and the mines in the desolate sect were as many as stars, and the monk's expression was not clear, how could he not know the filth in his heart. 'It's really a birthday boy hanging. Dao Sheng sighed in his heart, and at the same time he wondered, what should mortals do? What is the result? What are they other than the life of the monks who are regarded as ants?

"May I ask Shangxian, is the mining voluntary or forcible expropriation? If it is voluntary, please Shangxian accept the tribute and leave, if it is forcible requisition, please show the sect order. Lin Ling said.

"The little lady is so knowledgeable and eloquent. Come back to the sect with me, it's ten million times better than you. ”

"Thank Shangxian for her kindness, the little woman is used to living in the mountains. Lin Ling's tone grew cold.

Yutian Yang saw that the immortal was determined to be in Lin Ling, although he knew that she was supernatural, more things were better than less, the key was that they would have to rely on this place to survive in the future. Hurriedly stepped forward and begged: "There are a lot of immortals, my girl was born in the mountains, I don't know how to advance or retreat, I beg the immortals to let me go, and the little old man is grateful." ”

"Hmph, a few things that don't know how to lift, do you want me to do it?" the monk lost patience.

"I heard that the Extreme Yang Sect is very low-key, why is the Immortal so domineering?" The mud bodhisattva still had three points of anger, and Dao Sheng burst out with a trace of anger.

"It depends on the object of the low-key, do you have the ability to make me low-key?" The monks in the early stage of the elixir were full of disdain.

"What does the Immortal want?" Dao Sheng really didn't want to cause trouble, as long as the immortal was no longer excessive, he even wanted to save the life of this immortal.

"Are you deaf, or are you pretending to be stupid? Let the little lady go back to the sect with me, so that you will not be guilty of concealment. "It's just a few mortals, and the monk doesn't bother to continue to cover up.

Seeing that things couldn't be good, Yutian Yang Li Xinghua stood in front of Lin Ling, "Ask for mercy from the immortals and let our girl go." ”

"I don't know what is alive or dead, so I will send you on your way!" Once a person has a desire, how can he contain his heart, let alone a few ant-like mortals.

"Wait, the immortals have always been like this, or do you want to see the color?" Dao Sheng stepped forward and asked.

"Send you to your death. The monk casually slammed his palm into Daosheng's head. Dao Sheng didn't move, and the monk's hand slowly shattered upwards until it reached his shoulder, and the monk's howl was a hundred times better than Aunt Xinghua's call. The immortal flashed wildly, the miserable howl echoed, and he was gone. But in an instant the monk flew back again, confused and miserable, and the howl from before was still there. The monk knelt on his knees, "The immortal spares his life, the immortal spares ......." "Before the word came out, the monk had nothing but his head.

"Dad, mother, we have ruined your peace. Daosheng said apologetically.

"Child, it's not your fault, you must know that it's not in our house, it's in other people's homes, fortunately in our family, fortunately there are you, save more mortals in the future......! We are pitiful, in fact, we just want to live peacefully and die peacefully with our own labor. "The two old men suddenly got a lot older. What if so...... What if that...... , Dao Sheng is confused, there is no if in life!

After appeasing the two old men, Dao Sheng and Lin Ling went to the Extreme Yang Sect, taking the monk's head with him, and the monk's head contained the monk's divine sense. Since then, Bailipo has become a borderless land within a thousand miles, and the Extreme Yang Sect has promised to protect Bailipo for thousands of years, and the monks and families have disappeared cleanly, regardless of the old and the young, the women and the weak. What if we ...... If we ...... Is there really no if-and-go in life?" "Why do you harm your family?" asked Daosheng. "Hmph" replied that it was this voice, cold and biting, colder than the winter in Kunyang Mountain.

I haven't touched the flute for a long time, Dao Sheng suddenly wants to blow the flute, Dao Sheng stands in the winter of Kunyang Mountain, the first time he blows the flute, the flute is high and wants to pierce the sky, low as the struggle of life moaning, leisurely like the snow flying on the slope of a hundred miles, and it is dim and far away. Lin Ling stood behind Dao Sheng with his hands folded, standing in the winter of Bailipo and staring at the winter of Bailipo.

Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu were very depressed, Aunt Yu buried herself in needlework all day long, sewing and sewing, mending and mending, Dao Sheng and Lin Ling had several sets of clothes in different seasons and different styles; Aunt Yu's line passed through the winter of Bailipo, and Uncle Yu's dry smoke dispelled the cold of Bailipo.

The green trees and flowers fly half into mud, and the new swallows in the south of the Yangtze River have come to Qi.

The sound of the rain does not make an appointment with the ghost, and secretly sends the spring light out of the stream.

Spring is coming, does Brother Gu know how many new swallows are there in Bailipo?

Dao Sheng did not blow the flute again throughout the winter. The cold winter has passed, spring has come, the family has long been used to it, spring has come again? I wonder how much the trees have grown? The flowers should bloom beautifully. It's time to get busy with farm work, the spring in their eyes is spring ploughing, representing their hope for the coming year, even if there is no shortage of food, they can reap the joy of a good harvest with hard work.

Yutian Yang Li Xinghua can actually think of it, mortals can't live and die by themselves, then it is up to the sky! Live one day at a time, eat one day at a time, since you don't die or live, don't your ancestors come here like this for generations? Aunt Yu is busy going in and out, the food is more delicious, and the courtyard of the house is very neat and clean. Uncle Yu is energetic, let's smoke dry. Daosheng Lin Ling was busy, forgetting the divine soul and divine sense, forgetting the supernatural powers, forgetting the mysteries, forgetting the Tao, and occasionally singing a small tune in the fields and mountains: Lang came from the high mountains to play an umbrella, my sister embroidered shoes in the room, caught Lang's umbrella with her left hand, and held Lang in her arms with her right hand...... Live out of a young girl who is young and longing for love, where is the reserve of a half-divided holy monk. Dao Sheng howled at the top of his throat: The sun has crossed the river, wow, I will pull the feet of the sun, the sun will turn around, I have a saying...... Singing and laughing, joking with each other, pulling their faces and ears, and even laughing with tears, singing with tears, and howling with tears...... Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu were infected by laughter, crying, singing, and howling, and the old couple hummed a few words from time to time, which was actually like a natural sound, but it was a little leaky.

The days are boring, the work is done over and over again, the light songs and shallow singing can't stand the tempering of time, so the laughter is shallow, the jokes become boring, the tears are gone, the songs are gone, the fantasies are gone, and the longing is gone. It's time to plough the ground, it's time to sow seeds, it's time to fertilize, it's time to weed, it's time to harvest, it's time to harvest overnight...... Endless housework, endless farm work. Just for a bite of food, the family lives. It's good to be alive, to be alive, to be alive, and to think about things once in a while. The frequency of Dao Sheng's onset became faster, Lin Ling's hands were full of calluses, and his skin was very similar to that of withered autumn leaves. Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu were older, their bodies began to be rickety, and their eyes began to be cloudy. But they can't be idle, they don't want to be idle, but they are even more busy, they try to replace and cover up certain ideas with busyness and fatigue, and there are always some things that they don't know what to do when they are idle and run out to make trouble, upset. Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu clearly know the condition of their bodies, Dao Sheng and Lin Ling sometimes rob them of their work, and the old couple will lose their temper, very big temper.

Time flies so fast, why is winter coming again? This is the first winter? Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu are very strange, and several other families in Bailipo are very strange, Shangxian has not come to collect tribute for 30 years? They are very worried, will something happen?

One night in the depths of winter in Bailipo, Kunyang Mountain was covered with thick cold snow, it was cold outside, and it was warm at home. Yutian Yang Li Xinghua cautiously called Daosheng Lin Ling to the stove, Yutian Yang trembled and took out a jade bottle, the jade bottle that Lin Ling had given them and carefully handed it back to Lin Ling: "Girl, we thank you, we don't need this elixir, we don't want to use it, it's a pity to use it." You left at the end of the summer of 2137, returned to Bailipo in 2142, left for five years, and came back with two old mortals for thirty-eight years, enough is enough, child, let's go. Yutian Yang stretched out his rough and somewhat dry hand and wiped a handful of muddy tears: "Child, let's go, don't waste time on us anymore." Pity us, nothing, nothing! I'm sorry, boy!"

Aunt Yu strangely had no tears, and the old bark-like face was very calm: "Child, we have no regrets, this life is worth it, it is really worth it, thank you, after the old body passes, I will protect you with my yin soul." Child, thank you!" Lin Ling choked up a little, she was not a saint now, she did not have a sacred heart. Dao Sheng was fine, staring at the furnace flickering on and off, and gradually extinguished. Just like Uncle Yu's mortal heart.

In the early morning of the next day, Yutian Yang and Li Xinghua left peacefully, closing their dry eyes, and leaving Bailipo, which they did not know about and which had still passed hundreds of years. Dao Sheng pulled out two coffins with his hands, and Lin Ling put a jade bottle in each coffin, and in each jade bottle there was a pill that extended his life for fifty years. Dao Sheng buried his father and mother in the mountain behind Bailipo, and set up a tombstone, "Mortal Tomb" handwriting is vigorous, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, containing sadness and sorrow, but also infinite joy. Daosheng took out the flute and brewed for a while, the flute sounded leisurely, very calm and peaceful, no sadness and no sorrow, like the four seasons, such as spring and autumn, suddenly, the flute turned low, like a confession, very confused and confused, like a recourse, like a sigh. The flute is raised, straight to the nine nights, it seems to be, it seems to be not, it seems to be love, it seems to question, question, and blame.

Lin Ling was still standing behind Dao Sheng, with his ponytail tied up, his hands in his sleeves, staring at the winter of Bailipo.

Dao Sheng put away the flute, he also remembered the deep winter of 2180, and he engraved 2180 on the divine soul.

When they went home, there were only two people, and the sable didn't know where the wild was? Lin Ling followed Aunt Yu's example to cook and do housework, and she still had an oilcloth hat on her head. The two of them eat very little, occasionally move chopsticks, Dao Sheng is also now, he has long been psychic, but he can't take the initiative to gather spirits, but he senses that there is a spirit entering his body at any time, and he doesn't feel hungry. Even so, Lin Ling still cooks on time, and saves what he can't eat. Dao Sheng ploughed the ground, sowed seeds, weeded, fertilized, harvested and returned to the warehouse, brought leftovers every few days, and rode the lizard beast up and down the mountain with Lin Ling, they went up and down the mountain just to walk and see, they took away the beast traps and animal traps in the mountain, filled in the trap, and knew that there was no harvest, but still kept going up and down the mountain. The two of them are like a husband and wife in the extreme mountains, sleeping in the same bed, sleeping sweetly, not because they don't want to, not because they can't, and nothing happened between husband and wife. Dao Sheng has a body and is almost sixty years old, Lin Ling is more than four hundred years old, they are very normal, normal women, normal men, just no normal things happen. In the haze, they had hugged each other to sleep.