Chapter 179: Hanging Pot Illusion

"Tie Gui Li?" Huang Xiaotian and Maoqiu looked at me, they didn't know anything about China's history.

I often listen to books and like to read mythological stories, so I don't have to say that I have studied this, but I still know a lot about it.

"Tie Guan Li seems to be from the Han Dynasty, right?" I say.

Fei Changfang led us into the morgue: "More than 400 years BC, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. ”

"Then you are also a person from the Warring States period? It's thousands of years old. I said.

Fei Changfang shook his head: "No, no, you are wrong, I am from the Han Dynasty, and I am still in the Han Dynasty, and now I am only thirty or five." ”

I looked at him and thought it was a little ridiculous, the Han Dynasty people were still dressed so modernly, with a small cigarette in their mouth, and their mouths were full of English "no, no".

Fei Changfang said: "I said it, this is my delusional realm, in fact, I am still in the Han Dynasty, and I am in retreat in an inn at the moment. ”

"But you don't have any ancient flavor of the Han Dynasty, even if what you say is true, I feel that you integrate very well with us modern people." I said, "Do you know what era we are?" ”

Fei Changfang said: "Of course, after 2100 AD. That's more than 2,000 years ahead of my time. ”

"You mean, you've traveled to the future in a delusional realm?" I say.

Fei Changfang walked to a corpse and dragged a stool to sit down: "Come, you're welcome, sit down quickly." I can't sleep tonight, I'm going to turn this corpse out and work overnight. Let's talk as we go. ”

Furball yawned, not at all interested in what we were saying. Huang Xiaotian waved his hand: "If you are sleepy, find a place to sleep, and we adults will say something." ”

The furball yawned one by one and walked out of the morgue.

Huang Xiaotian and I sat in front of Fei Changfang with a stool, Fei Changfang took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to us: "Do you smoke?" ”

Huang Xiaotian waved his hand to indicate that it would not be, so I took it and took out one and sniffed it with my nose. Fei Changfang helped me light the cigarette, and a smell of herbs came out of it.

"What is this?" I took a puff and fluttered.

"I stole the tobacco from Master," Fei Changfang said, "It is the herbs of Zhongnan Mountain, which are very good to people and have the effect of driving away diseases and nourishing." Let's smoke, I'll tell my story. ”

Lao Fei took a deep breath, spit out a smoke ring, and spoke slowly.

Fei Changfang claimed to be from the Han Dynasty, at the age of twenty or thirty, he had a little energy at home, and he had a small official position. This official is similar to the current chengguan, managing the ground in a market and watching the shops collect taxes. One day he was drinking in a restaurant, and saw a lame man selling medicinal wine on the bustling street.

His medicinal wine was contained in a large gourd, and the gourd was carried behind the lame man, and the lame man found a vacant place to set up a stall, and then hung the gourd high on a bamboo pole, and if there was a person who bought medicinal wine, the lame man poured some out of the gourd. Don't look at this lame man is dirty, the business is really good, there is an endless stream of people buying medicine and wine, and there is almost a long queue.

Fei Changfang sat by the window of the restaurant, looking strange. The lame man's business was so good, but he only sold it until noon, put the money in his pocket, carried the gourd on crutches, and limped away.

Fei Changfang was idle and had nothing to do, and secondly, he was blessed to his soul, and he followed far behind after leaving the restaurant, and watched this lame man enter the inn.

Fei Changfang hurriedly followed in and asked the boss where the lame man lived. The lame man lived in the Xuanzi compound, and Fei Changfang also opened a room and lived in the courtyard.

The yard is not big, there are only two of them in total, and Fei Changfang saw the lame's big gourd hanging in front of the pillar. He felt very amused, and he wanted to go and ask for advice, but he felt abrupt, and after living here, he peeked at the gourd through the window.

At noon, he used the money from the sale of medicine to buy a large lotus leaf bag of dog meat, sat under the courtyard porch, took a sip of wine, took a bite of meat, and ate his mouth full of raw oil.

After eating, he limped back to the house, fell asleep, and snored like thunder.

Fei Changfang had nothing to do, so he set up a table by himself, and watched this scene while drinking, which was particularly interesting. At midnight, when the moon was high, the lame man woke up, washed his face with water, came to the gourd, touched the gourd and laughed, and the scene that happened next simply blinded Fei Changfang's titanium dog eyes, and the lame man turned into a gust of wind into the gourd.

Hearing this, Huang Xiaotian and I looked at each other, and I cautiously asked, "That cripple is an immortal?" ”

"It's not a god, how to turn into green smoke." Fei Changfang laughed, and lifted the white cloth on the corpse as he spoke.

As soon as the cloth was lifted, Huang Xiaotian and I were shocked, the corpse under the white cloth was actually a pregnant woman, with long hair covering her face, holding a big belly, pregnant and dying, one corpse and two lives.

Fei Changfang swept away the hair on the corpse's face, and wanted to put on makeup on the corpse, this sweep, I could see clearly, the corpse was the ninth brother.

I reached out and touched the body, it was cold, it was definitely a dead man. I breathed a sigh of relief because the world and the real world were upside down. Brother Jiu is a dead man, which means that he is still alive.

Fei Changfang took a complete set of things, opened the box, and gently cleaned Brother Jiu's face with a small brush.

I said, "Mr. Fei, you said that this is your delusional situation, so do you know the person in front of you?" ”

Fei Changfang was impatient, "I said what is the matter with you, I have already answered this question, I don't know anyone here, but it doesn't prevent it from being my delusion." Although delusion is born from delusion, it is a reality of its own, and it is completely different from a dream. You'll find out if you keep listening to my story. ”

Fei Changfang saw the lame man entering the gourd at that time, he hurried to the bottom of the porch, thinking that he was dazzled, touching the gourd and looking left and right, he really didn't see the lame man just now.

At this moment, a small head suddenly appeared from the mouth of the gourd, which was the lame. The lame man was full of stubble, and he smiled: "Little brother can, he actually bumped into my supernatural powers, which can be regarded as fate." ”

As he spoke, the lame man jumped out of thin air, jumped out of the mouth of the gourd, and fell to the ground lightly. This scene was watched by Fei Changfang, who was intoxicated.

Fei Changfang was respectful and bowed to the ground: "Dare to ask the name of the Immortal Master, what kind of magical power is this." ”

"My name is Li Xuan," the cripple said, "It's not a magical power, it's just a hanging pot illusion, and a small skill of carving insects." ”

Fei Changfang was envious in his heart, and said cautiously, can you let me also see it.

Li Xuan laughed: "It's easy to say, my old Li's gourd never pretends to be unsightly, come and come, follow me." ”

Li Xuan took Fei Changfang's hand and jumped into the gourd.

Fei Changfang is like soaring clouds and mist, when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a fairyland, a sea of clouds, mountains and clouds, cranes flying, they are on a fairy platform, the eyes are open, and the sea of clouds is rolled up in the distance.

The two drank a little wine, and many fairies came, dancing there. Fei Changfang was so ecstatic that he was stupid.

Speaking of this, he was stunned and fell into the memory of the time.

"And then?" Huang Xiaotian listened to this story and was fascinated.

Fei Changfang said: "At that time, Daoist Li Xuan, that is, my master, saw that I was so obsessed, so he smiled and asked me, do you want to learn Taoism with him? ”

When Fei Changfang heard the immortal master say this, he was blessed to his heart, and immediately knelt down at his feet, and shouted one master after another.

Li Xuan laughed, pointed to the fairyland in front of him and said, "If the two of us are forgetful friends, I can take you into the gourd from time to time to play." But if it's my apprentice, it's hard. ”

Fei Changfang said that he was not afraid.

Li Xuandao: "Do you think this scene in front of you is real or fake?" ”

Fei Changfang was stunned and said that it must be fake. I can't even think of such a fairyland, I'm afraid that the emperor can't enjoy it, it must be fake.

Li Xuandao, let's do it, when can you treat the scene in front of you as real, I will take you as an apprentice again.

As he spoke, the immortal master pointed with his hand to the red dust world not far away.

Suddenly, Sendai collapsed, the clouds surged, and the sunny sky was a thunderbolt. Fei Changfang was so frightened that he screamed, and he felt that he was falling from the clouds, and he was so frightened that he closed his eyes and didn't dare to move.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had turned into a baby, holding him in a woman's arms, and he was miserable. He knew that he must be in some kind of Dao method of the immortal master, and he was afraid that it was some kind of hanging pot illusion.

Fei Changfang was a very smart person, and he immediately realized that he was being ignited by an immortal master.

He simply wanted to see what would happen. Although he is a baby, he has his own consciousness and grows up step by step. Growing up, Fei Changfang found two things that made him cry and laugh, the first thing was that he was a mute, and the second thing was even more outrageous, he was a woman.

He grew up slowly, time passed year by year, his ups and downs, very beautiful, but unfortunately suddenly one day the family suffered a catastrophe, was copied by the government, all the family members of the male distribution to the army, the woman went to be an official prostitute, she was sent to the kiln.

Because she is beautiful, there is an endless stream of benefactors who patronize her, and they line up. Because she is an official prostitute, three points lower than those kilns in the people, those who come can't refuse, and the pick-up of customers all day and night makes Fei Changfang miserable.

But he always insisted on one thing in his heart, everything in front of him was fake, and it was all enlightened by the immortal master. As long as you know that it is fake, all the encounters don't matter, it's just a dream.