At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, fifty miles away from the big city "Heyang", there is a small village called "Caomiao Village". There are more than 40 families living here, the folk customs are simple, and the people in the village mostly go up the mountain to collect firewood and hand it over to Qingyunmen in exchange for some silver taels to live. On weekdays, the villagers often see Qingyun disciples coming and going, there is a miracle, and they worship Qingyunmen, thinking that they have attained the Taoist immortal family. And Qingyunmen has always taken care of the surrounding people, and it is also quite good to the villagers here.

On this day, the sky was overcast and dark clouds were low, making people feel breathless.

Looking from Caomiao Village, the majestic Qingyun Mountain plunges into the sky, with strange peaks and strange rocks, faintly with a trace of hideousness.

It's just that the villagers have lived here for generations, and they have seen this scene many times, and they don't care, let alone ignorant children.

"Stinky boy, where are you going?" A scolding, with a little smile, came from the mouth of half the eldest child, he looked about ten years old, with beautiful eyebrows, leading four or five boys and girls, chasing another child in front of him. The kid in front of him, two years younger than him and shorter, was now smiling all over his face, and ran forward with all his might, occasionally turning back and grimacing.

"Zhang Xiaofan, if there is a kind of you, you will stop!" The kid behind him shouted.

The child named Zhang Xiaofan in front of him snorted "bah" and said as he ran: "You are an idiot!" As he spoke, he ran faster.

Running all the way, the children gradually approached the dilapidated grass temple at the east end of the village. From the outside, this small grass temple is dilapidated, and I don't know how many ups and downs it has experienced.

Zhang Xiaofan was the first to rush in, but he was not careful, and was actually mixed by the door panel, plopped, and fell on his heels. A few children in the back were overjoyed, hugged him, and pressed him under him, the handsome boy had a smug face, and said with a smile: "I caught you, now you have nothing to say?" ”

Who knew that Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes strangely and said, "No, no, you plotted against me, how can you count?" ”

The boy was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "When did I plot against you?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan said: "Okay, you Lin Jingyu, do you dare to say that you didn't put this door panel here?" ”

The child named Lin Jingyu said loudly: "How can there be such a thing! ”

Zhang Xiaofan pursed his lips and tilted his head, looking resolutely not surrendered and did not give in. Lin Jingyu was angry from his heart, grabbed his neck with one hand, and said angrily: "If you say that you will admit defeat if you catch it, will you accept it?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan ignored it.

Lin Jingyu's face turned red, his hands were forced, and he said loudly: "Do you accept it?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan's trachea was choked by him, his breathing gradually became difficult, and his face slowly began to turn red, but at his young age, his temperament was extremely strong, and he didn't say a word.

Lin Jingyu became more and more angry, the strength in his hands became bigger and bigger, and he said in a stacked voice: "Do you want to accept it, do you want to accept it, do you want to accept it?" ”

At this time, the other children saw that it was wrong, and they all quietly shrank back, leaving only these two ignorant children, who insisted on each other like this for the sake of the battle of wills.

Seeing that a catastrophe was born for no reason, suddenly a cold snort came from outside the grass temple, and I saw a gray-clothed man with a medicine frame on his back, with an expressionless face, stretched out a finger with an expressionless face, and flicked his hands in the air lightly, Lin Jingyu was shocked like an electric shock, his whole body was shocked, and his hands naturally let go.

Zhang Xiaofan gasped for breath, obviously holding back fiercely, the two of them were stunned, came back to their senses, remembered the scene just now, and looked at each other, and each other became more and more afraid.

Lin Jingyu was stunned and said, "Xiaofan, I'm sorry." I don't know how to ......."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, his breathing gradually stabilized, and he said to the man happily: "Brother Ran, you have come back from collecting medicine!" ”

This man is Li Youran, after stopping in Heyang City for a day, he walked towards Qingyun Mountain on foot, and lived in this grass temple village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, providing free medical treatment for these villagers.

Li Youran reached out and touched Zhang Xiaofan's head, and said to these children: "Let's go play elsewhere!" ”

The children were swarming to play somewhere else.

After watching these little hairy children run away, he looked into the depths of the grass temple again, and walked towards his grass house as if nothing happened.

Night.

There was a thunderclap, the wind swept the clouds, and the black clouds rolled in the sky.

The wind and rain are coming, and there is a killing intent.

In the depths of the grass temple, a dark shadow meditated on the ground, and when he looked up, there was only a haze left in Qingyun Mountain in the distance, and there was no sound in the four fields, only the rapid wind and thunder in the sky.

What a gale!

A flash of lightning burst through the sky, and the small grass temple standing alone in the wind lit up, illuminating the face of the black shadow clearly, Jing was an old monk, his face was wrinkled, he was dressed in a shabby robe, and his whole body was dirty. Only holding a string of jasper prayer beads in his hand was crystal clear, dazzling, and emitting a faint blue light. The strange thing is that among the dozen or so green jade prayer beads of the same size, smooth and clear, there is also a non-jade and non-stone, dark purple color, dull and dull round bead.

At this moment, he was already standing at the gate of the temple, with a serious face, looking up at the sky, his eyebrows wrinkled tighter and tighter.

In the village to the west, I don't know when a black gas has risen, as thick as black ink, surging endlessly. The old monk stood up and walked outside the grass temple, staring at the black gas.

Suddenly, the black gas rolled up, swirled up, and went straight to the outside of the village, heading towards the direction of the grass temple. It's blazing fast, and it's just a blink of an eye. The old monk's eyes were sharp, and he saw at a glance that there was a child in it, it was Lin Jingyu who he had seen during the day.

The old monk's face sank, and he didn't hesitate anymore, and he didn't see how he behaved, and his thin body rose from the ground and plunged straight into the black qi.

In the darkness, a slightly surprised voice came: "Huh? ”

With a few muffled sounds, the black qi stopped and hovered over the Grass Temple. The old monk held Lin Jingyu under his ribs and slowly fell, but a piece of the robe behind him had been torn off.

Through the faint light, I saw Lin Jingyu's eyes closed, his breathing was steady, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or fainted.

The old monk didn't let him go, looked up at the black gas in the air, and said, "Your Excellency has a profound Taoism, why do you attack ignorant children, just afraid of losing your identity?" ”

A hoarse voice came from the black air, and said, "Who are you, dare to meddle with my affairs?" ”

The old monk didn't answer, but said: "This is under Qingyun Mountain, if Qingyunmen knows that your Excellency is doing anything here, I am afraid that Your Excellency will have a hard time in the future." ”

The man snorted, his words were disdainful, and said, "What is Qingyunmen, it just depends on the number of people." Don't say much, old bald donkey, let me the boy as soon as he knows him. ”

The old monk said: "Amitabha, the monks are compassionate, and the old man can't watch this child being poisoned by you." ”

The man said angrily: "What a thief, you are looking for death." ”