Guhuai Village is located in the suburbs of Fenyang, not far away, and to the south of the road of seven or eight miles, is a township market, through the township set to the west, soon to the Fenshui tributary, across the river to build, it is rumored to be a stone bridge built in the Northern Song Dynasty, the stone bridge can be pedestrian, and can be opened to traffic, but then go to that end, gradually it will be sparsely populated, barren grass.

This road is not easy to walk, leading to a valley, there are some hunters scattered in the valley, and there are more than a dozen peasant families living under the mountain, and the mule cart has to stop here, and the old lady Xing said to Cheng: "It is said that Xiaoyaozi, Xianguan is on this mountain, and it is rumored that he has the art of resurrecting the dead, I don't know if it's true, and I don't know if I can cut off people to go to good and bad." ”

Cheng stretched his neck, looked out the window, and muttered, "I'm afraid the rumors are untrue." ”

She didn't want to use her legs to climb such a big mountain, and she was so tired that she was covered in sweat.

The old lady Xing stared at her, and really didn't want to waste her tongue anymore, so she called a servant and went to the farmhouse to find a woman to question.

Soon I saw a peasant woman, cowered back, and when I heard the question about Xiaoyaozi, I knew everything: "Why doesn't it work?" The woman was sick and dying, her abdomen was swollen like a pregnancy in July and August, the old immortal only gave a pill of pills, and the swelling disappeared on the second day. It's not a coincidence, Xiaoyao Immortal went to Yunyou two years ago, and now he is not here. ”

When Mrs. Xing saw that Cheng was sitting upright, unwilling to deal with the people's women, she complained again in her heart, so she had to put on a smiling face: "I don't seek medical treatment, but I heard that the immortal chief can also cut off people's fortunes and misfortunes, so I came to visit." ”

"The immortal chief is really well-informed, omnipotent, and although he is not in the Taoist temple, he has also learned some skills from an apprentice, and yesterday the woman also saw the little Taoist chief...... It's really a coincidence, it's twenty or thirty steps away, the people on the edge of the lotus pond, his kid and the trail chief fell in love, the trail chief visited a friend yesterday, and was staying there, saving the old lady from walking a mountain road again. ”

Mrs. Xing didn't want to walk the mountain road, not because she was lazy, she hated her pair of three-inch golden lotus, and she really couldn't walk ruggedly, so she also called it "lucky", rewarded the peasant woman with two dollars, and asked the coachman to follow the guidance and drive to the lotus pond.

He said to Cheng: "If you can ask the whereabouts of Huaqu, hurry up and get the person back, at least let him come forward and organize the funeral for his mother, maybe there will be a turn in this matter, I finally found out, there is a hermit immortal here, although I can only see his apprentice today, but the famous teacher is a high apprentice, you don't underestimate it, you can be respectful after a while." ”

While talking, twenty or thirty steps away from the end of the day, the old lady Xing was helped by the maid to get out of the car, regardless of Cheng's grinding in the back, she first enthusiastically greeted the main family of the cold noise, asked the small road chief, and learned that the other party's road number was not asked, and sure enough, it was like a spring to confess, not obvious on the face, but surprised in her heart - the girl is indeed eccentric, she is a lady who has not been out of the cabinet, how do you know these three religions and nine streams?

Only the old lady has this advantage, although she is strict with her own children and grandchildren, but she doesn't care about the children of other families, and then the spring return is now her ally, if you really don't go out of the second door and don't have any connections, then you can't count on it, so why blame the spring return for dealing with the three religions and nine streams?

The group entered the small courtyard of the farmhouse, bypassed a row of tiled houses, and saw that around a backyard, two fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers squatted in front of the fence to tease and promote weaving.

The old lady couldn't help muttering in her heart, and she wasn't sure if this half-grown boy could play a role.

But since she had already brought the Cheng family here, she had to suppress her muttering first, and when she saw that the little Taoist was standing still, she took the initiative to walk over, standing at a distance of two or three steps, before asking: "Dare to ask the elder master, but the immortal is free?" ”

"Xiaodao's master is indeed a self-proclaimed Xiaoyaozi, also known as a veritable one, he went out to be free, if a few people come to look for him, it will be a trip in vain." As soon as Mo Wen spoke, he became more and more stubborn.

Or the farmer thought that the visitor was a rich and noble family, and did not dare to slack off, so he hurriedly wiped the tables and stools in the courtyard with his sleeves, invited the guests to sit down, and pulled his own boy away without seeing anyone, leaving this small courtyard for the Taoist chief to entertain guests.

Mo Wen heard what he meant, and he became more and more arrogant: "Master has taught Xiaodao to measure words, but it's just ...... How much money is the old lady willing to pay? ”

As soon as Cheng heard this, he couldn't help it anymore: "Open your mouth and ask for money, I see that you are not a Taoist, you are clearly a little liar." ”

"Madame's words are not right, Madame goes to the Buddhist temple to burn incense, don't you give money for incense? Not to mention Bu asked, Buddhism still pays attention to the four major emptiness, and they can't help people judge in vain, as the so-called leaking of heavenly opportunities, you can take risks, how can there be a risk in the world without seeking benefits? Mo Wen didn't care about Cheng's attitude, and laughed out two rows of white teeth, now he looked more like a naughty young man with red lips and white teeth.

"Bu Jin will not be less." Old Lady Xing glared at Cheng and responded very kindly.

Mo Wen said to Cheng: "Although the old lady is the presiding decision, but the old lady's face is small, and there is no sorrow, presumably this lady has encountered troubles, so she thought of Bu Wen, and the lady ...... from there" Mo Wen pointed to the corner: "Pick up a branch and mark a word on the ground." ”

"Let me write on a tree branch?"

Not to mention Cheng's dumbfounded, even Mrs. Xing couldn't cry or laugh.

Mo asked the hand and spread it: "What's the way, the farmer's house will not have pen, ink, paper and inkstone, or the lady will go up the mountain with the trail and measure it again?" ”

"Whatever the Taoist chief says, you can do it." Mrs. Xing said at this time, but secretly bowed her head: This young man looks unreliable, but in fact he is quite delicate, if the farmer's house has a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wouldn't it be deliberate?

But Cheng couldn't listen to what he said, and said with a bitter face: "Uncle, my nephew and daughter-in-law are illiterate......

"Then ask the lady to say a word." Mo asked and said immediately.

Cheng thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of what words to say, and when he thought of his son's name, he said a "song".

"Xiaodao saw that under the corner of Madame's left eye, there was a faint darkness, should it be asking Ling Langji to be the murderer?" After the young man said this, he had a somewhat unfathomable appearance.

Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then threw his contempt out of the clouds: "Exactly, it is exactly asking my son." ”

"The words that Madame said are the songs of the river?"

"Exactly, it is the song of the river."

"Twists, folds, and many folds are mysterious, it seems that Mrs. Linglang is now gone."

"Exactly! My son has not been heard from since he left home! Cheng has gone from half-believing to full of convincing.

Mrs. Xing looked at her and said secretly: Being deceived starts from here.

The old lady didn't realize it at all, and she herself was also a nursery with the god stick.

"The song is derived from the word, derived from the word Naitian, the field is limited, from the limit, the song is more out, but it still does not leave the field house, according to the word, Ling Lang did not travel far, although not at home, but also near the left."

"This ...... How is this possible? Cheng was stunned: "My son has indeed left home, and in the past two years, there has been no news, if it is close to Zuo, how can no one have seen him, and he will not even avoid his biological parents!" ”

"The field boundary is re-stipulated, and the reason why the field boundary is re-planned is mostly caused by war in ancient times, such as the township song and the department, which were all military departments in the past. The army is directed at the scourge. Mo Wen shook his head and sighed: "This lady, although Xiaodao is sympathetic, I have to say bluntly that Ling Lang is afraid that something has happened to him, and he is buried in the bones, and he is not out of the jurisdiction of his hometown." Qusheng has two ends, protruding in the field, and the place where the bones are buried should be not far from the cultivated field, or under the mud of the house. ”

When Cheng heard this, if five thunders hit the top, he was stunned and couldn't come back to his senses, but the old lady Xing paid the money and let the slave and maid leave with her, and glanced at Mo Wen meaningfully-this young man has some meaning, although he must have been told by the spring return, not to take it seriously, it is rare that Cheng's casual words can be made by him in this way, and he is a little anxious.

Mo Wen rushed to the old lady, and smiled again with red lips and white teeth.

Let's not talk about the old lady Xing and her party, just talk about this trail, and after this thing, I won't stay at my friend's house longer, put the money bag on my shoulder, humming a little song and going up the mountain, just turned a corner, I heard a sudden sound behind him, he turned around flexibly, and put on a defensive move, but after seeing the face clearly, he pursed the corners of his lips while closing the momentum: "I said Chai Sheng, is it interesting?" As soon as this money Dao Ye earned in his hands, you were in a hurry to share the spoils, but you have to say it, one nine, you and I nine! ”

Chai Sheng didn't talk nonsense to him, and snatched the money bag: "I won't keep any of this money, take it and return it to Miss Gu." ”

"She's about to get married, she can't get along with you, you protect her and protect her, and the matter of money and silver can be innocent, just this point, you can't do anything."

"You're still a monk, your mouth is full of nonsense!" Chai Sheng frowned.

"Who said I was a monk? I was just adopted by the Master, who said that a person's adopted son is a monk? Master Dao, I will marry a daughter-in-law in the future! ”

"Then you still say yes?"

"It's easy to say, you pick it too!" Mo Wen glared, but he didn't grab the money bag, but only said angrily: "I didn't take this trip if I knew it, and see how the old lady walked this mountain road with her little feet." ”

"Just your lazy appearance, as soon as the immortal leaves the mountain, you have lived for two years, and you don't clean up anything, even the Taoist temple is about to collapse, people go up and take a look, who still believes that you are cheated and cheated."

Mo Wen grabbed his hair, and this morning he wasted a lot of neatly combed buns, and immediately dispersed, but suddenly his eyes were closed, and he came with a smile: "I don't want money, you have to help me pick up the Taoist temple, so as not to let the rain leak, and then give me some game hunting, I'm afraid I have forgotten what meat tastes like, and so is the master, as soon as he leaves, there is no news, and the wine is almost drunk, and his old man has not come back, is it true that on which mountain, feathering into an immortal?" ”

"Wait until I'm done with the big girl's arrangement first." Chai Sheng raised his hand and said goodbye.

Mo Wen sighed helplessly: "Wait, I'll go with you, Dao Ye lives alone in a mountain, and he is so stuffy that he is about to become hysterical." ”

He shook his arm and hooked it on Chai Sheng's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Dao Ye is also curious, how many ghost ideas does Miss Gu have, she taught me that set last time, I really tried, boil pebbles with shallots, and the stones will become mud cubes for others to pinch, pinch out the shape, carve the handwriting, and then boil it with licorice water, and it is hard as usual, take it out to bluff people, bluff a quasi-child, Miss Gu will use these methods, it's a pity not to be a magic stick." ”

But suddenly screamed, covered his waist, inhaled the cool air, and complained: "You actually have a yin hand, you are a good chai sheng, what a kind young man, you were taught badly by Miss Gu!" ”