On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, it snowed all night in Huantang Town. This year, there are fewer lion and dragon dance teams, because the mourning period of the previous son of heaven has not passed, it is not allowed to make a big show, and can only invite more singers, which provokes a group of children to wait in front of the stage with a bench early.

Occasionally, a naughty boy on the side of the road fell on his stomach without paying attention, and before he was picked up and beaten by his own father and mother, he got up with shaking snow and chased after his playmates.

National mourning returns to national mourning.

The market is not closed for fifteen nights, which is a tradition left by our ancestors.

- Does the little lady come to the bowl of Lantern Festival? The white and chubby Lantern Festival is like the moon!

The loudest shouting at this time is the Lantern Festival buyer, followed by the candy seller, but the most prominent in this market with their own magical powers is the cooper on the street.

The shouting was not very loud, but the cooper was armed with a mace, and a broken iron basin was placed in front of him.

Who would run to the hoop bucket on such a busy day?

It's stupid anyway.

The little girl on the side was knocked out of breath, so she covered her ears and looked up at the stars, the stars this night were not as bright as before, because they were dimmer by the lanterns in Huantang Town.

Huantang Town is like a galaxy in the world.

The little girl thinks that the moon is so round and big, is the Lantern Festival in the bowl of the old woman who sells the Lantern Festival really so big and round?

At this time, a hammer came down again, and it shattered the small porcelain bowl in the dream, and the white and chubby Lantern Festival rolled down from the sky, stained with the dust of the world.

"Master, Xiao Jiu and I are going to be shocked to death!" The little fox named Xiao Jiu poked out her fluffy head from the girl's arms, exhaled hot air from her nose, and looked at the cooper with wet eyes, as if she was echoing her master.

Yun Yan shouted for a long time, and the feasible people covered their ears and accelerated their pace when they walked here. This made him look a little sad, but he still touched the little apprentice's head, and then touched two copper plates from his arms and stuffed them into her hands, "It seems that there is no business today, Xiao Zhao, Master clean up, you go buy strings of candy to eat." ”

Yun Zhao waited for a day, and followed the master down the mountain with a dead face, just for this string of sugar gourds. She was so happy that she hugged Xiao Jiu in her arms and squeezed into the crowd.

The middle-aged uncle of the candy seller chose a string of sugar gourds, the fruit was big and round, and the sugar coating was crystal clear, and it was sent to Xiao Yunzhao, whose eyes were shining, and rejected the two copper plates she held in her little hand, and smiled honestly, "Xiao Zhao followed the master down the mountain again?"

The little girl insisted on putting the two warm copper plates into the uncle's flat shoulder, and first licked the sugar coating for the little fox in her arms, "Hmm!"

"The little doll's master has a good voice!" said the young blacksmith beside him, making the crowd laugh.

The girl's mother-in-law couldn't put down this cute little girl of Yuxue, and Yun Zhao's little head was touched one after another. She was not annoyed, she was suddenly attracted to attention, and her eyes were fixed on the broken stage set up at the door of Li Butcher's house.

In the midst of the children in the circle, there was a man dressed as an old man, dressed in a sackcloth green robe and washed white. Among so many people who sing, he has the loudest voice and a righteous indignation-

"The people of the electorate in Taoyuan are suffering

lead the lord to be greedy for wine and do many evils

Seeing that I Jinbang is suffering from internal and external troubles

Dare to say you

Isn't it a traitor who harms the country?!"

......

"Xiao Zhao, go back to the mountain with Master. Yun Yan searched for a long time, sweating profusely, before he found his little apprentice from the crowd.

"Master," Yun Zhao's eyes were still fixed on the stage, "what is this person singing?"

Yun Yan listened to two sentences, and felt that it was nothing more than catering to the taste of current affairs, "The king kills the courtiers, the father kills the son, and the remaining doll is lonely and miserable with a blood debt, whining and mourning, not very good-looking." ”

Yun Zhao was very interested, and asked, "That's about this doll going to take revenge later, did he succeed?"

"It's successful," Yun Yan replied indifferently, tuck the placket of Yun Zhao's shirt again, and touch the little fox's sharp mouth twice by the way, "It's so cold, Xiao Jiu has become a living stove." ”

Yun Zhao was biting down a small bite of candy and sending it to Xiao Jiu's mouth, the little fox chirped, licked her fingers again, and itched her to giggle.

Yun Yan also smiled when he saw this scene, and he was afraid that the road up the mountain would slip, so he untied his burden and pulled it to his arm, so that he could carry Yun Zhao on his back.

The mountain breeze was cold at night, and the road up the mountain was dark, except for a little moonlight shining through the sparse treetops.

This reminded Yun Zhao of the "moon is dark and the wind is high on the night, when the demon comes out of the hole", it should be said that this kind of night, but she is not very afraid.

Whether there are any evil spirits in this world, Yun Zhao can't say.

Listening to Senior Brother Yun Qi, the most gentle in the sect, there used to be, and there were many, many more. But she remembered it late, and maybe it had been wiped out at that time, so she hadn't seen it for so many years, so she didn't believe it very much. But if she really wants her to say no, then I'm absolutely sorry for Master Yunyan Daoist.

When Yun Zhao remembered, the master was not quite right with the other masters, and he would blush and quarrel with a thick neck every once in a while. Master insisted that he had subdued a huge dog demon when he was young, and even he and Xiao Jiu had been rescued from the bloody mouth of that dog demon.

Then the master was punished by the master to take a step, sweep the steps under the sun, and sweep from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain. Yun Zhao was not as tall as a broom at that time, and he was often ridiculed by other junior disciples of the same age under his uncle, saying that the master was a real dog trainer. Yun Zhao was angry and ashamed, lying on the top step, waiting for the master to sweat profusely, and then asked, "Master, can't you say that you haven't beaten youkai?"

Yun Yan's favorite thing to show off to others in his life is "killing a huge dog demon back then", as well as his little apprentice Yun Zhao.

Later, I didn't mention the dog demon much, and slowly grew a beard, and people looked stable and old, but they still often liked to talk about the little apprentice.

Yun Zhao was picked up by Yun Yan, it was already early March, and the weather was getting warmer, but it was still a little cold in the evening.

When the little baby wrapped in a hundred coats was found, he was so cold that he cried weakly. Yun Yan begged for a bowl of breast milk at the house of the people at the foot of the mountain, and held the sleeping Yun Zhao and knelt at the gate of the sect for four hours, and for four hours, Yun Yan stared at the words engraved on the stone pillar of the mountain gate.

"The destiny of heaven to punish evil and ward off evil is returned, and the eight desolations are selfless and ten thousand swords return to the sect. ”

After seeing the dawn from the dark to the dawn over and over again, and finally couldn't read the words on it clearly, the head agreed to make an exception and let Yun Yan take the little baby as his disciple and bring it back to Zuotianmen to raise.

Pulling and pulling, it has also been raised to such a height as a broomstick.

But to say that the price is not without it, Yun Yan knelt on the bluestone slab for four hours, and finally fell into a leg disease, and he was sore and unbearable in the rainy season. However, everyone can't see this, they can only see Yunyan beaming all day long, and boasting when they meet people.

From how unique the time he picked up Xiao Yunzhao, and how extraordinary his temperament was although Xiao Yunzhao was a girl, he would definitely dominate the demon in the future.

Then someone teased, "At that time, will the Taoist master pass the sword to our little doll hero who slays demons and demons?"

Yun Yan looked at the broken iron sword he bought when he was a teenager, and after entering the Zuotian Gate, he had not seen the light yet.

"Hmph, I can't look down on ordinary swords, the sword has a cadre Mo Ye, purple electric green frost, I heard that the green frost sword has not been around for a long time, and it is worthy of my son!"

provoked a group of people to laugh again, and then walked away with their own business.

When Yun Yan thought of this, he couldn't help but laugh, "Xiao Zhao, the sword that Master promised to buy for you will be able to ask someone to bring it back to you at the end of the month." ”

Xiao Yunzhao almost jumped up on his back, "Really, I'm going to have my own sword?!"

Seriously, she didn't want to use her little wooden sword for a long time, because other fellow brothers had their own swords, so she had to be teased every time she practiced the sword. Listening to what Yun Yan said at this time, she couldn't be happy, and pulled out the sleeping little fox in her arms and told it again.

"Xiao Jiu, I want to have my own sword!"

Xiao Jiu opened his eyes in confusion, sleepy, but he still obediently responded to the "whoop" twice.

Yun Zhao stuffed Xiao Jiu back into his arms, lay on his master's back and remembered something, just enough to look at the top of the steps, wait, wait, wait, his eyes lit up when he saw the three words "Zuotianmen", and he struggled to jump down.

"Little Seventh Brother!"

"Xiao Zhao is back," the young man turned the wooden wheel of the wheelchair in his hand, and after a short period of time, he was pounced on by a little girl with an evacuation bun, he reached out to brush away the snowflakes on the top of her hair, grabbed two frozen red little hands and put them on the warm cage in his arms, and looked up at Yunyan and smiled obediently, "Fifth uncle." ”

"Xiao Qi," Yun Yan nodded indifferently, looked in again, and lowered his voice, "What about your master?"

The young man was also a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "It's inside." ”

Yun Zhao knew that the master was going to be scolded by the master again, and the master didn't like the master to go down the mountain to do some "hoop buckets" and "selling bamboo baskets", and felt that it was insulting to the lintel, what the Taoist priest should do was to study the Taoism, devote himself to the Tao, and should not be contaminated with the "dirty" money transactions in the world.

But the master always secretly went down the mountain every now and then, and when he was discovered by the master, he had to be trained.

She watched the master scratch her head for a long time before walking towards the main hall with a bitter face.

"Little Seventh Brother," Yun Zhao remembered "something important", and was so happy that he took out the sugar gourd wrapped in paper from his arms, and the sugar coating had already melted a little. She sent it to Yun Qi's mouth, with a treasure-like smile on her face, "I left two for you!"

Xiao Jiu jumped out of Yun Zhao's arms and landed on Yun Qi's legs, sniffed the smell of herbs on his body, found a comfortable position again, and nested beautifully.

Yun Qixiao bent his eyes, bit down a sugar gourd from Yun Zhao's hand, and touched her head again, "Brother will eat one, and the remaining one will be eaten by Xiao Zhao." ”

He has been sick all the year round, and his face is not bloody, and the whole person looks pale and weak, like the snowmen built by the little dolls in Huantang Town, which are about to melt away when the sun shines.

The crystal red sugar stains stained his lips, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked when he smiled, just like a lively little brother.

The two looked at each other and laughed for a while, and suddenly heard the angry voice of the master in the main hall.

"Why did you go down the mountain again! Sell some broken baskets and broken baskets all day long......" The gray beard of the old head of the family trembled, and he felt that it was difficult to speak, so he became even more angry, "You have to be embarrassed if we have all the disciples to accompany you!"

"But, but the master...... I'm not selling any broken baskets this time......"

"Old Five, don't say it again!" was the third ranked head of the sect, Yunfeng Dao Chief, for fear that Yun Yan, who didn't hold the door in his mouth, would make the head even more angry, so he hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

Yun Yan didn't seem to see it, his voice was a little louder, and he was a little angry, "But the master, after so many years of peace, you also know that there is no incense to worship in Zuotianmen, more than a hundred people, and the two vegetable gardens on the back mountain...... I can't feed it!"

"Bastard!" the old man paused with his crutches several times.

"Boss's anger!"

"Boss's anger!"

A few Dao couldn't stop giving Yun Yan a flying eye knife, and they couldn't wait to go up and cover Yun Yan's mouth to prevent him from speaking.

"I'll punish you for thinking about it today, and tomorrow I'll sweep the snow off the mountain steps!"

Yun Yan knew that he would not listen to what the head of the family said, so he had to sigh heavily and admit the punishment.