Understanding the painstaking efforts of the Daoist Changxu, Hua Lan got up and said goodbye, "Don't worry, this matter will definitely be properly handled by Hua Lan." ”

She glanced at the Spring Silkworm Jinse and Hua Sanyi behind her, and said, "Today, he and Changxu Dao are here, and after you go back, you must keep your mouth shut." ”

Xiaochun Silkworm was anxious about why the master promised to be Changxu Dao Chang, since the queen mother agreed, she couldn't speak again, so she could only nod with Jin Se very much, but she was full of doubts in her heart.

Changxu nodded with satisfaction, and shouted outside the hall: "Mingyue, send the playboy down the mountain." ”

Mingyue came in in response, took the four of them out of the side hall of the main hall, and went out of the Qingfeng View Gate, not in the direction where the four people came, but took the four of them to the back mountain of the Qingfeng Temple.

On the slope of the back mountain, there is a sheep intestine mountain road, and the mountain road winds down, hidden in a large faint mist.

"Childe, please, follow this mountain path down to the foot of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there is a senior brother to answer, and the son can return to the city with confidence. ”

Mingyue bowed her head, stretched out her hand, and made a gesture of please.

"This long and void path is really hidden."

Hua Lan said goodbye to Mingyue and turned around and walked down the bluestone steps down the mountain.

The way down the mountain is not thrilling, and although the road with bluestone steps is tortuous and narrow, the surrounding stone walls are very solid.

The four of Hua Lan sometimes walked between the stone caves, sometimes they held the cliff to look at the waterfall spring in the mountain, and the feet were relaxed, and it didn't take long for the four of them to come to the foot of the mountain.

"Wow, it's so thrilling to go up the mountain, and the way down the mountain is so easy."

When the spring silkworm saw the foot of the mountain, it was so shocked that it almost stuck out its tongue.

Is there a shortcut to the bottom of the mountain, and is there also a shortcut back to Kyoto City?

Hua Lan thought of the fast-flowing quicksand river, and the carriage in front of the mountain gate could not pass.

"Master instructed Xuanyue to send the playboy home."

Behind Xuan Yue stood two eight or nine-year-old little Taoist priests, looking at her with surprise and curiosity in their eyes.

The two little guys, with sweet expressions, are full of cuteness and are very pleasing.

Hua Lan liked it in her heart, and nodded to Xuan Yue, "Thank you, little master." Then he got into the carriage.

Xuan Yue saw that the four of them got into the carriage, so she signaled to the two little Taoists. The two little ones jumped into the carriage with joy and sat in the position of the chariot with Xuan Yue.

The canopy of the carriage is simple, and the wind is permeated in the front and rear, but Xuanyue's driving skills are not covered, the carriage is fast and stable on the mountain road, and it doesn't take much effort to get the carriage out of Fengqi Mountain.

Hua Lan guessed correctly, Xuanyue's carriage did not pass through the quicksand river, but went around the mountain beam of Daxiu Mountain, made a big turn, and went all the way to Kyoto City from another wider and flatter road.

Obediently, no wonder there are bandits in the quicksand river, Changxu Road turns a blind eye, it turns out that there is more than one road leading to Fengqi Mountain.

The spring silkworm smacked its lips in amazement.

Changxu Dao Chang prepared refreshments in Qingfeng Temple, and although the four of Hua Lan ate some food, they were already hungry in front of their hearts.

When the carriage rushed back to Huafu, it was already more than halfway through the afternoon. At this time, Hua Si and Uncle Xi came back early.

This time it was a lot of gains. The blood butterflies and mushrooms of the entire Great Barren Mountain were swept away by them, and even the mountain grapes were harvested.

Everyone was elated, and they were in full swing to sort the mushrooms and blood butterflies they had collected, and the bad news came.

Hua Lan took Xuan Yue and two naughty and agile little Taoist priests, and as soon as they appeared in the open space at the door of the kitchen, Hua Si had a premonition of faint unease.

Hua Lan didn't explain too much, so she said to Uncle Xi: "Uncle, these blood butterflies, I have promised the head of the Changxu Dao to send them to the Qingfeng Temple of Fengqi Mountain." ”

Uncle Xi nodded expressionlessly, and waved his hand to wipe the sweat stains on his forehead.

His hands were covered with mud from digging mushrooms, and he was so excited that he didn't have time to clean it when he returned to the house. At this time, seeing that the fruits of labor piled up like a small mountain were about to be drained, I was stunned and disappointed.

But he didn't say anything, he was stunned, wiped the sweat on his face, and began to instruct Hua Si, who was still inexplicably stunned on the side: "Hua Si, listen to the young man." ”

"Why, young boy, do you have to transport all of this?"

Hua Si was not reconciled, the collection work of the Great Wilderness Mountain was not easy, and he wanted to find it with a heavy bamboo basket on his back. He didn't let go of every tree, and the joy and excitement of the harvest hadn't passed yet.

What, this? This, this is in vain?

Although Hua Si didn't know what the blood butterfly was, what was the real use of the owner. But mushrooms are a good thing, and this blood butterfly must be a better thing than mushrooms.

There was indignation on his face.

Of course, Hua Lan understood, she stepped forward apologetically, patted Hua Si on the shoulder, and explained, "I know everyone is working hard, but it's worth it for us to exchange these blood butterflies for more important and precious things." ”

As soon as Hua Lan explained, Hua Si saw clearly that Hua San was holding the bamboo basket that was being unloaded from his shoulder.

Changxu Daoist is a cautious person, he asked someone to put Xin Zhi in a big bamboo basket, so that on the way back, it was much more convenient for the flower orchid carrier.

On the upper layer of the bamboo basket, there are several lush Xinzhi plants, and Hua Si can see that these herbs must be more precious than blood butterflies.

Hua Si has never questioned the master, and his heart is relieved at this moment, so he and Uncle Xi helped Xuanyue start loading the car.

The house made a lot of big bamboo baskets because of these herbs.

Soon, a basket of blood butterflies was loaded onto the carriage.

After everyone was busy, Hua Lan saw that it was still early, so she invited Xuanyue and the two little Taoist priests to have dinner in the mansion.

There were fresh mushrooms and the meal brought by the magpie immediately attracted the attention of the little Taoist.

In order to take care of the eating habits of Xuanyue and the little Taoist, Hua Lan's staple food in the house today is vegetarian dishes.

The Taoist priest guards on Fengqi Mountain every day, and it is rare to see meat, and the mushrooms are served on the table, which can make the two little Taoist priests very happy.

Xuanyue was steady, sitting at the dinner table and reaching out to pick up the vegetables was silent, the two little Taoist priests were different, they were surprised when they saw anything, and they kept asking questions.

"Senior Brother Xuanyue, what are these, how are they like meat, they are so fragrant to eat!"

The little guy chewed the tender and smooth delicious mushrooms, even the tip of his tongue was full of fragrant taste, his eyes kept sweeping on the dining table, and he hesitated: "Senior Brother Xuanyue, Master didn't say that you are not allowed to eat meat, right?" ”

Changxu Dao is long and pure-hearted, and Qingfeng has always been vegetarian as a meal.

The little Taoist priest was born in a poor family since he was a child, not to mention eating meat, even vegetarian dishes are rarely delicious. Now, when I see the table full of delicacies, my saliva is flowing down vigorously.

Hua Lan could see that the two little Taoist priests had treated mushrooms as meat dishes, and hurriedly explained: "Two little masters, please eat with confidence!" These are just mushrooms, not meat dishes. ”