“…… If it is not for the cultivation of precepts, the wisdom of the light is deep, the appearance is not the truth, the first thing you can hear is heard, you can hear the wonders of cultivating people, and you are free to listen to the sound of the tide. ”

Mao Zheng stood up, hearing that Wuyazi had words, although he listened to the text, he didn't know what it meant. On the other hand, the ghost Taoist priest, his empty eyes, seemed to have a fine light flickering, and when he finished reading Wuyazi, he felt respectful and bowed his hand.

"Old man, what are you reading?" Mao Zheng is amazing, chanting scriptures can also bluff ghosts, so Lin Ying's ghost film is too bragging.

"This is the method of the mind, which contains the subtleties of all scriptures." There was no cliff and no concealment, and the ghost Taoist priest also nodded again and again, as if he was still unsatisfied. But his eyes were fixed on Mao Zheng, and at a glance, Mao Zheng was cold. I thought to myself, I won't recognize it.

"Oh! That...... Piece. I wasn't the one who attacked you. ”

The ghost Taoist priest's eyes were faintly green, and although Mao Zheng had no cliffs beside him, his hands were like sifting chaff. Crackling, the green candle fell to the ground.

The candlelight went out, and the surroundings immediately fell into darkness, and the cliffless and ghost Taoist priests all disappeared into the darkness.

Damn, I'm afraid of a ball? Now it's okay, I can't see anything. I don't know if the ghost Taoist priest will suddenly come out of nowhere and attack like he did at the entrance of the temple. Thinking like this, I can't help but make Mao Zheng cling to the wall.

"Master, I'm afraid."

"Stand still, don't move. I'll come when I go. The voice of the cliffless came from the darkness.

"Don't go! I'm a little scared. ”

But there was silence all around, and there was no sound. Wuyazi and the Ghost Taoist have all disappeared.

"Master!"

"Master!"

No matter how much they shouted, no one answered. I've been shouting for a long time, I'm tired! Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

Mao Zheng was sleeping soundly and suddenly his buttocks hurt, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was already three poles of the sun. I saw Wu Yazi glaring at him angrily.

"Look at your little bit of interest, don't get up and go down the mountain with me."

The sunlight is dappled through the woods and sprinkled in the forest, and the temple is ruined and broken. Mao Zheng patted his swollen head and sorted out his thoughts.

"Old man, when did you come back?"

Wu Yazi slapped his head and said, "I am in this Taoist temple, why did you leave?" ”

"But...... But....... Belch?! Old man, what about the skeleton shelf? Mao Zheng looked around and wondered.

"Buried. Do you want to keep it? ”

Mao Zheng couldn't help but shudder when he heard it, is this thing also a playmate? Wu Yazi's answer was brief, but it revealed that the matter was done. It's just that Mao Zheng himself missed a lot of things.

"Which candle?" , Mao Zheng thought of the candle and had an idea in his heart, how scary this thing is. Isn't that to be rich and rich, to be sexual, I can't help but salivate, and completely forget all the unbearable things last night.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Yazi asked with a smile.

"You give it to me, I will carry forward Master's skills, and promise to make the old Master's family soar and beautiful...... Beauty......! Mao Zhengkou was like a river, and he originally wanted to say that the beauty was like a cloud, but when he saw Wu Yazi's stern gaze, he didn't dare to say it.

"the calf, get out!" kicked Mao Zheng's ass with one kick, and then walked down the mountain.

"Master, Master, I see that you have a lot of treasures, or you give me my treasures."

"That's right! Master simply ......".

"Speak! The old man ......".

"Wait for me, old man."

After a night, Mao Zheng himself didn't notice that Wuyazi was interested. Walking in the mountains, although the face of the cliff is majestic, the heart is happy; It seems that this time it is a double win, and it is the most enjoyable to subdue this son.

That's not a problem.

Shaoqing has returned to Mao Zheng's house. Although the next day, the smell of the corpse of Mao Yongyi's body has wafted out.

"Old man, what do you think of my father?"

"Today is the auspicious day of the zodiac, and you carry your father on your back. Come with me and choose a feng shui treasure place to bury. ”

"On the back? How to carry it? Mao Zheng was stunned when he heard this. The person who carried it has been carried by him, but how can this dead man carry it? Then he said, "I don't carry it?" ”。

"If you don't carry it, will I carry it? Don't want to bury your father, do you? ”

"But...... But....... Thinking about it, Mao Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "My back."

"That's right!" Wu Yazi said with a smile.

"Mao Zheng, Mao Zheng's turtle son, I'm here to help you!" At this time, shouts came from outside the hospital.

"Who! That melon baby called me. Mao Zheng was angry when he heard it.

"Fuck your uncle, I'm you and Uncle Eight! The turtle son is really not a thing. Tong and Ba scolded and walked into the house. He was followed by a beautiful woman.

"Tong Ling, why are you here?" Mao Zheng looked at the well-developed, convex and backward Tong Ling, and his eyes straightened.

Tong Ling was blushing by Mao Zheng's gaze, and hid behind Tong Heba and said shyly: "We came to see what we can help you?" ”。

"Holy shit, if my daughter hadn't persuaded me, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you. I also see it for Mao Yongyi's life. Tong and Ba protected the copper bell and ignored Mao Zheng, and then said to Wu Yazi: "Master! If there is any help you can ask. Wu Yazi stroked his beard and nodded. You and my apprentice carry the hair Yongyi and follow me up the mountain. Little girl, wait for you to go ahead and take the Lingfan. ”

...............

Time passes, and the sun sets in the west. With the help of Tong and Ba, Mao Yongyi was hastily buried. Although it is only a straw mat, Wu Yazi said that he buried a feng shui treasure. It can be regarded as Mao Yongyi's blessing.

The next day, it was just dawning. Wu Yazi was about to leave with Mao. According to what Wu Yazi said, he wanted to take Mao Zheng to a spiritual mountain treasure to practice and teach him skills, and only Tong and Ba and Tong Ling came to see him off. Before leaving, Wu Yazi said to Tong Ling, "Little girl, you have a deep source of blessings" When he said this, he glanced at Mao Zheng with a long meaning.

"Yes, yes. Tong Ling, you wait for me, Uncle Ben will marry you when he comes back when he learns the ability. You're waiting! ”

"Holy shit, you dream. Guy who is not angry, go and harm other people's families in the future, and marry my daughter. Phew! Tong and Hachi were angry. And Tong Ling was faintly unhappy when he heard what his father said.

Let's go! Always reluctant to give up. Maybe it's only Mao Zheng, his heart is now full of Tong Ling's wonderful posture. He is reluctant, he has many opportunities to get close to Tong Ling when he stays, and there are many ways to get that wonderful.

But now he has more yearning, Wu Yazi is a powerful strange man, and there are ancestral treasures. He didn't even know what the treasure was. He wants to get a lot, whether he learns the ability to be without a cliff or gets the ancestral treasures, he can soar and prosper.

Isn't it just that the monkey went up the mountain to learn art? Fight! The heart is horizontal and keeps up with the footsteps of the cliffless away.

What happens after this goes? Mao Zheng didn't know. When he crossed the col at the head of the village and looked back, he saw Tong Ling's wonderful figure.

Most of the people in the village knew that Mao Zheng, who was the one who was in trouble, was gone, and I heard that he still went to cultivate. No one is unhappy.

But just when everyone was celebrating happily, they suddenly heard Mao Zheng shouting from the col at the head of the village, "Uncle Ben will come back!" ”