"What kind of art of war are you reciting?! It's chaotic and bullshit! ”

With a bang, the green jade door was kicked open, and the black-faced You was so angry that he trembled and walked out of the house without looking back.

I took pity on a few domestic civets around, and I was so frightened that I didn't dare to come out, and I almost fainted with a meow.

The residents of Taoyuan Street Xiaoxian all knew that the black-faced Youshen had a very dark face, and he was in a high position in the lower reaches of Qishui, and they also knew that he had a big temper, and he was furious about some small things. It is said that immortals should have a fairy-like appearance, and it may be too much to say that they don't eat fireworks in the world.

But it's unheard of to have such a bad temper. often angry, so that the surrounding neighbors are also a headache, and they complain again and again.

Taoyuan Street originally had 30 miles of peach blossoms, but it was the big flower demon Liu Qing who gave Taoyuan Street at the beginning, and used great magic to detain tens of millions of peach blossom trees in the mortal world, which were combined into 160 trees, and often bloomed and fragrant in all seasons, which was one of the few grand scenes in Taoyuan Street.

But now it's a different story, Peach Blossom? All that's left is the roots.

Let me ask, who has ever seen the three watches at night in a rage and slash the peach blossoms on Taoyuan Street? Cut still not angry, and scattered all over the street of the remnants of the flower into a black pill thrown to the pond raised in the big loach, the peach blossom is not extraordinary, a ball down the big loach top three flowers mouth mouth, become a scattered fairy big loach, but because the ball is missing, the wisdom is not opened, all day long in the street river over the river overturned the sea.

It's good if the loach becomes a scattered immortal, but this loach has achieved the talent of the scattered immortal, and it turned out to be digging mud!? The good Taoyuan Street Canal, the water quality is as clear as nothing, and now it is good, and it has become a muddy pond alive, and the smoke is miasma.

No one wanted to approach, for fear of throwing mud off their faces, and they couldn't wash it off, so they could only spend a lot of mana to erase it from their faces.

So after that, the neighbors greeted each other with good faces when they saw the black-faced wandering god, for fear that they would cause some trouble if they touched this moldy head.

When these immortals were crying bitterly, they finally had a good thing, thousands of years ago, Mrs. Youshen added a linzi to Youshen, and the whole street could hear the hearty smile of the black-faced Youshen.

I really hope that this wandering god will be happy with his noble son and can stop for thousands of years, but the good times are still not long.

Hoping that the son will become a dragon and the woman will become a phoenix, all the mundane fairy world is inevitable.

"Go and kneel in front of your mother's tablet, if you don't understand, don't go out of the house!"

After the wandering god was angry, he dropped a word and shook his hand away.

Daylight sat cross-legged on the futon, with a sad face.

Three hundred and twenty-four years ago, my mother died, and her soul returned to the ruins.

Leaving him stubborn, he died suddenly without explaining his last words.

Since then, Daylight has been like this. Two of the three masters that You Shen found for him from the Qixue Palace were angry with him, and the remaining one simply didn't even have the mind to open one eye and close one eye, so he simply closed his eyes and went to study the avenue.

Let you do whatever you want, what should you read Shangqing Taiyi Lingbao Sutra Annotation What Sutra Annotation, this seat just doesn't open your eyes, Ling Zun is a wandering god, what can you do with me, and you can't say that I mistook people's children as teachers and have no virtue?

Therefore, the violent temper of the wandering god who has always hoped for Jackie Chan has risen more than a cent.

"Mother, you said that these flowers and trees are planted in the mountains and rocks, and no one can see them in your life, and no one knows about the loss of fragrance and jade; This sheep kun roared day and night and made huge waves, and thousands of years passed, why is it alive? ”

On the mourning hall, it was the Flash Mirror that the wandering god had refined with a thousand years of mana and gave it to his wife.

And going around and around, the years are long, and people go to the mirror to stay.

The woman in the mirror looked at him, smiling like a flower and being kind as before.

He picked up his handkerchief and rubbed it slowly against the mirror. His eyes looked at the corner of the mourning hall, as if he didn't dare to look at the ancient mirror in his hand.

After kneeling for a long time, I felt a little sleepy.

I haven't been coaxed to sleep by my mother for a long time, I rested when I was young, my sleeping posture was very indecent, Qiu was always kicked off the bed, the night was cold, my face was red from the cold, and I cried.

At this time, the mother will always hug Xiao Yuli, pinch a trick to summon some neon feathers, wrap him tightly, and sing a minor tune of her own.

Daylight is going to sleep, cover with embroidered brocade quilt, brocade quilt is left ants and insects, daytime is timid, scared and shivering.

Suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes were misty, and the sandalwood dust was swaying.

He wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled wryly.

It's just that this smile is as ugly as it is.

"The mother is always sad when the child is crying, so she smiles and shows the best to the mother."

"I miss my mother."

"I really want to."

He came back to his senses, wiped his face indiscriminately, replaced it with a submissive face, pretended to be indifferent and walked out of the door, and lightly covered his double rings.

After a long time, there was a grim sigh from the black-faced wandering god.

Bai Gongzi was taught a lesson for a long time, and he walked out of Youshenfu with his head bowed, only to hear someone shouting at him in a sharp voice, "Bai Fatty, have you cultivated the Turtle Breath Method at home?" I haven't seen you for many days, and if my brother is idle, he will definitely have nothing to do with you. “

The voice was like the cat demon that was squeezed by the door, and it was not difficult to hear it, but the pedestrians around him were originally light and light-hearted, but at this moment, they all covered their ears and glared.

This power is probably better than the carbon-headed crow that shouts the morning watch every day on Taoyuan Street.

I saw that the person who came was thin and tall, wearing a green sermon robe that did not look like it, stained with dust, and squeezing his eyebrows at Bai Tianli with a green rope in his mouth.

"Caodu, Caodu, your outfit is really like a grasshopper, I didn't give you such a nickname in vain, and it can be regarded as worthy of my son's uneye-catching pondering for a few nights, very good and very good hahaha.

Bai Gongzi was overjoyed, and unconsciously straightened up his shoulders, which were hanging down.

The sloppy prodigal son called Caodu rolled his eyes, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the little boy who would rarely stop laughing, and pouted and went in the direction of the real wood garden

The white boy, who was smiling backwards, ignored the eyes of pedestrians, stumbled to follow, and the laughter startled several cardinals on the white wall.

When the day is the three favorite things in life, the garden is lazy and distracted.

To be lazy is to see those notes on the art of war that taste the same as chewing wax, and the Lingtai in his mind can't help but feel that he is sleepy, and he fell asleep after barely half an hour, and he fell on the bookcase, and Zhou Gong begged for tea and drank it.

If it is said that laziness is a helpless move, and you can't restrain yourself, wandering mind is a good medicine for your monastic career: on the fifteenth day of every month, the black-faced wandering god pulls the earlobe from the day and takes him to listen to the master's preaching without asking any questions. It's really hard for this one

The slack and perverse little boy, sighing and sleepy-eyed, attracted the attention of others.

The sea of clouds on the high platform gathers and disperses, the immortal master's style is almost holy, and the person is also natural, and he has no patience when he hears the day, and the frost hits the eggplant like wilting on the futon

, and helplessly can't cultivate at home with a thick skin, everyone is watching, even Bai Gongzi is not easy to make times, so he has to have fun in the bitterness, and he is intoxicated with the majestic expressions of the immortals, shaking his head as if the spirit platform is clear. But what I thought in my head had already inserted Kunpeng's wings and flew

Thirty-three days are gone.

Visiting the garden is different from being lazy and distracted, not to be happy in suffering, but to be sure and happy. There is no time for cultivation, and these years are boring, so why bother yourself?

This grass is the grass and tree goblins encountered when the real grass garden is in the garden, and the two have a very happy conversation, and even introduce each other as confidants. Drew the palm of his hand and drank the blood wine, and the brothers were commensurate. A little demon is also a stinking and smelly match.

Since then, these two people have to go straight to the True Grass Garden, as for cultivating the Tao and seeking the truth? It's been eating for a long time, and there is no trace.

Deacon Doucaotang has been in a pretty good mood lately.

The reason is that the second hazard seems to have disappeared recently, and it has been four or five days since he came to fight grass, and the miasma of black smoke in the hall seems to have faded a little, and even the newly refined dust feels a lot easier.

Thinking of this old immortal official silently regretted, the dust whisk used by the upper root was a treasure that was close to him before he became an immortal, even if he bathed and went to bed, he couldn't bear to take it back, and took care of it every day. After flying up with him, he was even more eager to get up the altar to worship, but he never thought that he was Bai Gongzi a while ago

Taking advantage of his steadyness, he pulled it out of his arms, provoking the Baicao Garden to protect the dragon, and was burned clean by the dragon's mouthful, and all the hairs were gone, leaving only the blackened black rod.

If the day is away from such a scourge, how long has it been since there has been a scourge in the heavenly realm? The old fairy sighed, but he was helpless. Settle down, be content and happy, no one is disturbed at the moment, and the good time is not to be wasted.

Sitting on the futon, the toad arched the moon furnace burned the old Luan incense, and the blue smoke stroked the scriptures, this is the day when the gods should have.

"Old man!!"

This shout seemed to be flowing backwards, which made the deacon of the fairy wind and bones shudder.

O iniquity! The old fairy looked up to the sky and roared.

So-called.

When will the eagle dog be closed, the funeral hall will be closed, and the makeup will not be left empty.

When I go, the prosperity should be sorrowful, the sorrow will be eliminated, and the son will be difficult to solve the depression.

Inside and outside, two-color makeup.