Chapter 1

In the spring of the fourth year of Jiahe.

There has been a great drought in the world for more than three years, and the whole country has no harvest, and for a time hunger is everywhere, and plagues are rampant.

Outside the gate of the Nine Domains, a young man in green clothes dragged his tired body, and climbed the ladder that towered into the sky with his hands and feet.

I don't know how long later, when the boy was dying, he suddenly felt a broken piece of grass in his hand.

An old man in a Tibetan robe stood in front of the young man, looking like a fairy bone majestically out of the dust.

"Master's ......", the corners of the young man's chapped lips opened slightly, "Everyone in the world has no virtue in the Tao, so that there is a great drought in the world, and even the land of fish and rice and the rich land have no water and food, and now all the people have rebellion, but they are powerless to rebel." ”

"If you go on like this, I am afraid that the country will ...... perished", with difficulty recounting what he saw under the mountain, the young man's spirit was in a trance for a while, and he fainted.

Heaven and earth are conjunct to bring down nectar. It is sweet as syrup, and its condensation is like fat. A drop of nectar began to enter the intestines, and the young man's heart rippled, as if he was cruising between the five elements, ethereal dust.

After a long time, he woke up slowly, looking at the jade bottle in his master's hand and became stupid, "Master, the disciple dreamed that he had entered the Yama Palace, and the ten halls of Yama rushed to give way to ...... with me."

The young man scratched his head rather embarrassedly, "Master, am I going too far?" ”

Qingxu scattered people hold the dust in their hands, staring at the thousands of worlds under the mountain. After a long time, he stepped down the stone steps and slowly spat out the word "down the mountain". It's like carrying a thousand burdens.

The young man continued to retreat down the mountain with both hands and feet, "Is Master really going to the capital?" I heard that the capital has long been banned from the whole city, and only allowed to leave but not enter. ”

The master and apprentice were empty-handed, and they didn't even have half a cake on their bodies, and the young man lowered his head and muttered, "Master, the capital is far away, will we starve to death in the middle of the road......

"Teacher......"

Qingxu Sanren's eyes looked at his lover softly, "Do you know what are the most important words in life?" ”

"Alive", the teenager did not think twice. The heavens and the earth dried up, and he suddenly felt that it was difficult for people to live a lifetime.

"What is the most important word to be alive?"

This ......, the young man twisted his eyebrows and thought about it, and after a long time, he raised an innocent face, full of doubts, "Yes...... Wish? "But what does this have to do with going to the capital?

"Hmmm"!

Qingxu Sanren nodded with great satisfaction, his apprentice has always been smart, "Remember for the teacher, you raised a little fox, are you willing to use it to save the common people?" ”

Master hit the little fox's idea again!

Lu Wuwei shrugged his head and removed his hands from the stone steps, "The apprentice is willing to dedicate himself to the common people, whether the little fox is willing or not, the master has to ask himself." ”

On the one hand, he is his master, and on the other hand, he is his best friend, so he is reluctant to choose. Besides, Master said that everything has a spirit, and the little fox doesn't owe anyone anything.

But the master had an order, and Lu Wuwei had to obey it, he took out the bone flute given by the little fox and blew it. The bone flute, which was as crystal clear as jade, was whining and blowing by him, and there was no rhythm to speak of.

After about two sticks of incense, a little fox with a snow-white body full of spirituality jumped into Lu Wuwei's arms and rubbed his hand softly.

Lu Wuwei looked at the little fox in his arms, and then at his master, and suddenly his heart was sour, and he choked up, "Can it not die ......, there is only one friend ...... it."

"When will the teacher let it die", Qingxu Sanren took out his own carefully made eight snow-white fox tails and tied them to the little fox's tail one by one with thin silk threads.

Several tails were curved and soft, and their coat color was no different from the real tail of the little fox, which caused Lu Wuwei to want to touch it.

However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he made a slap of the master's dust, "Don't break it!" ”

Qingxu Sanren said in the ear of the little fox, "Go ahead, wait in the capital."

The little fox tilted his head to look at the Qingxuan Sanren, and then looked at Lu Wuwei in confusion, and after a long time, he turned around and ran down the mountain, leaving a bleak white shadow.

The young man looked at the end of the stone steps sadly, "Why did Master get a fake tail for the little fox?" ”

"Don't say."

"Can't even say anything about the apprentices", the young man walked lonely towards the bottom of the mountain. Suddenly, a woman with a stick and a yellow dog on the lead broke into his sight.

The woman was dressed in a goose yellow dress, with a round face and a slightly thick body, and at this time a man and a dog were blocking the path of the little fox with the same fierce attitude.

The big yellow dog bared its teeth, and its tense front legs bent back and kicked the ground, as if it could rush up and bite the little fox at any time.

"Rhubarb, bite it!"

The woman gave an order, and the big yellow dog pounced towards the little fox at a very fast speed, but it fell heavily on the ground with a heavy bang. The little fox had already dodged with agility.

The little fox did not run or attack, as if to deliberately provoke the yellow dog, and ran back in front of the yellow dog.

After the yellow dog pounced on the little fox countless times and fell countless times, he was tired on all fours, with his mouth wide open, and his tongue trembled and stretched out of his mouth.

The woman slammed the ground with a stick, glaring at the yellow dog with hatred, with a fierce face, "Rhubarb, hurry up!" Hurry up! If you can't catch it, I'll eat you! ”

The big yellow dog jumped up and pounced on the little fox with all his strength, knowing that it was also useless, but still making the last struggle.

After the little fox dodged the yellow dog this time, he turned around and ran away. The big yellow dog chased after him with his little short legs, regardless of the shouts of his master behind him.

"Rhubarb! Don't chase it too far, bite it and you'll be back! The woman's voice is as loud and far-reaching as a bell, and it also matches her appearance very well.

In the confrontation between a dog and a fox, the young man had already come to the bottom of the mountain, he put his hands on his knees, panting, "Miss Ling'er, why do you always bully my little fox." ”

Tian Ling'er crossed her hands on her waist and stepped on the stick with one foot, "I said I don't like it, who let it not hide from me!" ”

"......", in the face of such a spicy woman, Lu Wuwei doesn't know what to do.

However, the master said that most of the incense on the mountain was donated by Tian Dashan, and Miss Ling'er could not be offended. He only said "I've seen Ling'er girl", and then rubbed shoulders and continued to walk.

"Little Taoist, where are you going, you stop!"

The young man ignored the angry screams of the woman behind him, and he walked forward on his own. The people who bullied his little fox are all bad people! And bad dogs!

"Ling'er girl", Qingxu Sanren gave a slight gift, "Wuwei he went to the capital with me, the girl cherishes it." ”

Tian Ling'er put away her temperament, as if she was reluctant, "Then when will he come back?" ”

"Maybe it will be a long time", Qingxu Dao Chang looked like a kind elder, "When you arrive in the capital, I will ask Wuwei to write to you." ”

The girl's immature face flushed slightly, she took out a heavy purse from her waist and handed it to the Qingxu Daoist, "This is the sesame oil money I donated." ”

The head of Qingxu Dao, who was behind him, did not go to receive the silver, "The poor Dao often opens the altar to preach the Fa, and there is no shortage of silver, not to mention that Tian Dashan also donates a lot every year, and there is no shortage of silver." ”

"This is a little bit of my heart for Master Wuwei, please convey it to the Taoist chief on my behalf", after stuffing the purse, Tian Ling'er ran away with a smoke.

The young man who was waiting in the distance, after watching Tian Ling'er run away, he walked back to the master, Qingxu Daoist handed him the purse, he puffed out his cheeks and muttered, "It's better to send a pancake......

There are probably not many people who accept other people's money and still dislike it. Seeing that Master's face was wrong, the young man immediately changed his words and said, "Master, the monks don't speak, why did you make a fake fox tail and lie to Miss Ling'er that I would write to her." ”

Qingxu Dao Chief, who had already walked out a few steps, paused with a whisk in his hand, and chased after the little apprentice, "How many times do you have to say it for the teacher, we are cultivating the Tao!" Yes! ”

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