"Good, so profound!"

"Well, after all, it is the teacher and his old man who personally explained it, and it should be profound.

For example, my mentor passed on my money dart, and once my mentor told me that when this kung fu is practiced in the realm, you can hit five copper coins at the same time, and one blow will have the power to destroy the world.

It's just that my brother is blunt, and after practicing for three years, I can only shoot a money dart from the left and right bows.

If you send more money darts, you will not be very accurate, I really don't know when you can see the power of this five copper coins thrown out. ”

"One, throw five hangs at once?

I advise Brother Yang that you still don't want to practice this kung fu again, okay, one shot is five hangings, and Wanguan's family wealth can't withstand this kind of play! ”

After speaking, the little fox stuck out his tongue with palpitations: "Brother Yang, what do you mean by what Daoist Qingyang told you before leaving?" ”

"This ...... Brother Wei thought about it all night last night, and looked at what the master meant, it seemed that he was saying that the Kunyu Mountain under our feet was the territory of the Quanzhen Sect.

All the demons and demons in this vicinity have been eliminated by the true ancestors of the past dynasties, and now the rest are some soft persimmons, I think the teacher probably wants us to pinch these soft persimmons to practice our hands? ”

"It makes sense, I think this is what Qingyang Dao Changba's achievements mean. Then according to Brother Yang, which way should we go to Liaodong? ”

Yang Congxun nodded: "I already thought about this last night, now we might as well take the west road and go home first."

As the saying goes, 'When your parents are there, you don't travel far; There must be a way to travel. 'If you want to go to Guanwai this time, you have to go home first and tell your father.' ”

"Well, I have to go back to see, it just so happens that I haven't been home for many years, so it's time to go back on an errand."

"Hey, after so many years, I don't know where this Yunlaifeng of your family is, brother."

"Hey, you don't know about Brother Yang? Speaking of which, we're half a fellow countryman. Our family lives on the hill north of your house. ”

Speaking of this, the little fox actually blushed for the first time: "Actually, our mountain peak is not called Yunlai Peak, it is called Aolai Peak."

However, the first generation of ancestors in our family read less of this book, and the first word of Ao Lai Feng was not recognized at all, and the second word was only half recognized, but the third one was fully recognized.

But just calling it 'Laifeng' is not enough, it happened that day that he saw that there were white clouds coming and going from time to time on this high mountain, so he gave himself the name of Yunlai Peak.

This, Shandong Xiucai he read half of it, hehe. ”

Yang Congxun: "......"

However, Hu San ignored Yang Congxun's big mouth that was wide enough to swallow a goose egg, and still said to himself.

"In fact, our family has been thinking about moving in the past few years, after all, there are still a group of long insects who love to plant some flowers and plants on the mountain next to Yunlai Peak.

Now these willow immortals are about to open the nursery to the gate of our Red Smoke Cave, in case my family accidentally burns down this nursery at the door when practicing fire immortal art one day, it is always a troublesome thing.

But in this world, there are masters on all the spacious grounds, and our family has a large population, so we have not been able to scrape together the money to buy land, so it is really difficult to move for a while. ”

Seeing that the little fox was going to continue to complain, Yang Congxun hurriedly pressed the little fox's mouth with his hand.

"Brother Xian, if it's not early today, you and I should board the journey early, so as not to miss the lodging and have to sleep in the wilderness when we turn back."

As soon as he heard that Yang Cong was in a hurry, the little fox suddenly rubbed his stomach with a bitter face.

"But people haven't had breakfast yet, and now this temple is making a lot of noise......

The little fox had barely finished speaking, and there was a small half of a oily flatbread on his paws.

"This is the leftover dry food for my brother in the morning, brother, you use it to make up for it first, and when you stay in the evening, I ask your brother to open the meat."

After that, Yang Congxun scooped Hu San up from the ground and carried it on his shoulder, and just like that, he took a step forward with a fox chewing oil cakes on his back, and walked west to the main road down the mountain.

The loss is that there are few pedestrians on the mountain, and no matter how much you toss, you are not afraid of being seen.

Otherwise, just Yang Cong's appearance of carrying a red fox on his shoulders is enough to attract attention.

The book is brief, and on that day, Yang Congxun and Hu San threw off their steps and went straight to the west and went down the mountain.

The two of them nibbled on two mouthfuls of flatbread when they were hungry and drank two mountain springs when they were thirsty, and finally arrived at a small village called Yantou at 6-7 o'clock in the evening.

Unexpectedly, the small mountain village in front of the two of them was dark and quiet, and it seemed that every family not only closed the door tightly, but also blocked the windows with a thick black cloth.

Except for a few barking dogs faintly from the backyards of each house, there was no sound that ordinary mountain villages should have.

Seeing that this small mountain village was full of weirdness, the little fox took the lead in opening his mouth.

"Brother Yang, I know that you humans pay attention to 'working at sunrise and resting at sunset', but this village is inevitably resting too early, right? Now where are we going to get some food and drink to fill our stomachs? ”

Who knew that the little fox's voice fell, and a crisp gong suddenly sounded from a distance, "Bang".

As soon as he heard this movement, Yang Congxun immediately became happy.

"I have been living in the mountains with my master and brothers all these years, and I have forgotten about this stubble. It turns out that today is half of July, and now you have to have a good mouth. ”

When he heard Yang Congxun mention the word 'mouth blessing', Hu San's two little eyes suddenly narrowed into two slits, rubbing his paws back and forth, and kept urging Yang Congxun to quickly explain what kind of mouth blessing it was.

"Hi, 'July and a half, singing ghost shows, gongs and cymbals are not watching; The incense candles are thick, the ingots are large, and the meat dishes are placed on the roadside. ”

Then Yang Congxun had to explain to Hu San word by word.

As the name suggests, this ghost show is a play for ghosts...... Who said ghosts act? You dare to watch ghost acting!

The old practice was in the middle of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, and every double day, the troupe would stop performing during the day, and all the opera singers would lie down together to recuperate; After the sky is completely dark, the gong will be sounded, and the performance will be performed until the bright moon is low and the rooster is dawning, and then the show will be withdrawn and rested.

There is a legend that there are too many lonely souls and wild ghosts imprisoned in this netherworld, so the king of Hades will open the ghost gate in the middle of July every year, release these ghosts to the yang world to receive sacrifices, and watch a few more scenes by the way, so that they can relax.

Some people also say that because this troupe always performs some fights and killings, over time it will attract some unclear souls and evil spirits to stay aside.

When the murderous scene is staged on the stage, these fierce ghosts will rush to the scene to plague the actor who plays the role of the slain, and sometimes it can really make people die on the stage.

Therefore, the troupe will stage a ghost show on the day when the ghost gate is opened, and it will also perform the kind of martial arts drama where the gods and demons fight against Zhong Kui and Guan Sheng.

In this way, the evil ghosts around the stage can be frightened into running through the ghost door; When the rooster crows and the sky dawns, as soon as the ghost door is closed, those fierce ghosts will not be able to come back.

"It is precisely because of the fear of offending the lonely ghosts who come to see the play that the villagers in this village will close their homes early to rest.

The sound of the gong just now means that there is a ghost show.

There must be offerings for ghosts in this place where there is a ghost show, I don't know what I mean, do you know what I mean? ”

As soon as he heard that there was something delicious to be sacrificed, the little fox's mouth suddenly drooled, and he pulled Yang Congxun's leggings with his paws.

"So what are you waiting for? Let's go eat and listen to the play! ”

It happened that Yang Congxun also felt hungry at this time, so he happily went to the threshing floor in the village with the little fox to listen to ghost shows and eat offerings, and then ...... They're in trouble!