"Crackling!" With the continuous sound of firecrackers, I saw a team of welcoming relatives walking on the stone road, and the firecrackers and red lanterns opened the way, blowing and blowing and beating was really lively. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe groom rode on a big red horse, followed by an eight-lift sedan chair.

During this period, there were many shouts and cheers from children, such as, "Marry the bride!" and "Congratulations, congratulations!" and so on. The groom returned the salute with his fists from time to time, and the expression of happiness on his face could not be hidden, which was one of the three joys of life, "Candle Night in the Cave Room!"

Outside the town, a group of people dressed as martial arts people are walking towards the town, pointing the way to the head of Qingcheng who was beaten away by the kid some time ago, walking in front is an old man, the old man seems to be more than fifty, his face is radiant, he is dressed in a gorgeous robe, and he is holding a gorgeously decorated long sword in his hand, which looks extraordinary.

As we got closer and closer to the town, the sound of firecrackers and joy came into everyone's ears, and the old man in the lead couldn't help but laugh: "Ha~ It seems that we came at the right time, I think there is a happy event, we are afraid that we can have a drink..... It's just that I'm in a hurry, and I don't know if there is a happy event, and I don't have any good gifts on me..."

"Old man Zi, your spirit sword is from the royal family, and your family is rich and wealthy, but it's not just talking.... I see that your sword is inlaid with countless gems, so it's better to smash a few of them casually, and save a lot of rudeness. ”

The one who spoke was a Taoist priest, who was dressed quite differently from the Taoist priest of Qingcheng, seeing that he had white hair, wrapped in a Taoist robe with a Tai Chi pattern, and held a whisk of dust in his arms, compared with the Taoist priest of Qingcheng, there was a little less taste of the people of the rivers and lakes, and more of the scene of the dust of the cultivators.

The old man called Purple shook his head and replied: "I said Lingyunzi old friend, it's wrong for you to do this, my weapon is passed down from the ancestor, not to mention that compared to your Wudang Gui as the state religion, how can my little Spirit Sword Sect compare!"

Seeing the two of them getting farther and farther apart, a monk behind the two coughed twice: "Amitabha, don't forget what we came here for, if you two want to quarrel, we can only take the first step." After speaking, he said to the Taoist priest of Qingcheng: "Master Mo, please lead the way." ”

When the head of Qingcheng Mo heard this, he first said to the two people who had raised the bar to each other before: "Boss Zi, Lingyun Dao Chief, then we will take the first step." After speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the town, and the great monk and his party were also

Immediately followed.

Old Man Zi and Ling Yunzi couldn't help but look at each other in embarrassment when they watched everyone leave, and Ling Yunzi took the lead in speaking: "Ahem, I said Old Man Zi, your little brother really doesn't give you face." After saying that, he also walked towards the town.

Old man Zi was said by this, his face flushed a little, and he said to Lingyunzi, who was walking in front: "The monks of Jinshan Temple have been moving more and more frequently recently, aren't you the head of Wudang afraid that the position of the state religion will be robbed?"

After hearing this, Ling Yunzi stopped and whispered: "The national capital is almost gone, and you are still fighting for this national religion for that?" After speaking, he spoke again after a low pause: "Old friend, this time the Demon Gate matter I did was too wrong, and I did it too much, and I don't know how this heart caught the demon barrier, and the mistake of a moment was so murderous." ”

After hearing this, the purple old man walked to Ling Yunzi's side and patted Ling Yunzi on the shoulder: "Whether it's a wrong thing or a killing, if you do something, there will be no regrets..... Old friend, let's be a Wudang for you. ”

"Ha~ If you regret it, Lingyunzi will not take this trip, at this point, only by doing absolutely can you avoid future troubles!" After speaking, Lingyunzi stepped into the town.

Different from the quiet taverns in the past, today's taverns are full of gongs and drums, the sound of firecrackers one after another, children running around happily, adults shouting in groups, and the smiles overflowing from the faces of the crowd have the appearance of a peaceful and prosperous world.

Looking at the kid, wearing the officiant's dress and smiling in the hall, Feng Mu'er also showed a little joy on her face. At this time, I heard a voice from outside: "The bride is coming!"

When the two heard this, they hurriedly walked towards the door, only to see a five or six-year-old young girl dressed in makeup (commonly known as "the sedan chair lady") to welcome the bride out of the sedan chair, and slightly pulled the bride's sleeve three times with her hand before the bride got out of the sedan chair.

Looking at the red makeup of Ayaluo, even through the red hijab, you can feel the beauty of the bride, Feng Mu'er's eyes revealed a little envy, this scene happened to fall in the eyes of the kid, the kid whispered softly: "When you grow up in a few years, I will marry you." ”

"Who's going to marry you!" After speaking, Feng Mu'er quickly lowered her head shyly, this stinky rascal.

When the two were talking, the bride had slowly walked into the main hall, and the kid quickly followed, after all, he was the officiant!

At this time, the head of Qingcheng Mo and his party had already come to the tavern, looking at the tavern dressed in red makeup and powder, the head of Qingcheng Mo said: "Master Wuming, it seems that the people who do the happy event and the people we are looking for are here.... How do you think you should behave?"

Master Wuming, the monk who interrupted the argument between Lingjian and Wudang before, saw him frown and shouted: "Amitabha, as the saying goes, it is better to demolish a temple than to destroy a marriage, so we will stop around and wait for their marriage to be completed." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a hearty laugh reached the ears of the group, "Hahaha, I didn't expect that the great monk of Jinshan Temple was quite moral, and the old Taoist thought that you would have nothing else except playing yin?"

When I heard it, I didn't know who it was, wasn't it Lingyunzi, the head of Wudang, and Ziyihou, the head of the Spirit Sword Sect, who were lagging behind. When the monk heard Lingyunzi's words, his brows furrowed again: "Amitabha, although Taoist priests and monks are very difficult to get along with, but your Lingyunzi really makes Wuming miss it very much, it is better to let the monk take you to the west for a trip." ”

Ling Yunzi sneered when he heard this: "Master is kind, I understand it." Another day, I'm talking to the master for advice, and now it's not easy to encounter such a happy event in troubled times, but the old way is to ask for a cup of happy wine to drink, I don't know who wants to go with me. ”

"Old friends go, how can you miss me. Ziyihou also walked over slowly.

The head of Qingcheng yawned when he heard this: "I've been walking for a long time, and I'm tired, so I'll accompany Boss Zi for a trip, and I just have a rest." After speaking, two or three more people were attached, and a group of six people were taken away by Ling Yunzi, the head of Wudang, and walked towards the hotel.

The rest of the people saw a few people leaving, and one of them couldn't help but say, "Master Wuming, have we been outside all the time?"

"Amitabha, this wedding wine will not be long, let's just wait for a while. ”

In the main hall, the old man was in a high position, the bride and groom were kneeling to him, and the old man slowly took out two red envelopes and put them in the hands of the two: "You two are people who have no relatives and no reason, if you don't dislike my old guy, from now on my bad old man will be your elders." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a small wooden box fly in and land on the table, and then listened to the voice: "Passing by the treasure land, seeing happy events, I can't help but be happy, Wudang Lingyunzi, Lingjian Ziyihou, Qingcheng Moda..... I came to ask for a drink. ”