In the woods. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

on the tree-lined paths.

"Do you change it, or don't you change it?"

The old ape came out of the forest, holding the fairy fruit in his hand, looked at Xu Zhuhou with a sluggish face, and said seriously: "This is a fairy fruit, you only need to exchange a chicken leg for it."

"Fairy Yuan, chicken legs.."

After Xu Zhu was awakened by the old ape's words, he looked at the oily chicken leg in his hand and the colorful fairy fruit in the old ape's hand.

Out of nothing, the old ape can speak human words.

"Maybe it's really an immortal?"

Recall the sudden appearance of the old ape.

After Xu Zhu looked at the chicken leg in his hand, he saw the fairy fruit in the hand of the old ape in front of him.

Chicken drumsticks are a mortal thing, and they are often found in the home.

The fairy fruit is a sacred object, and I have never heard of it.

"You're taking advantage of it." Without saying a word, the old ape said meaningfully again: "And you don't want to know, why are you eating more and more?"

As if he had seen it with his own eyes, the old ape knew all about his wonders.

"Yes, he is an immortal, and he will definitely know about my miracles!"

The scenes are circulating, and the eyes are strange.

Xu Zhu was sure in his heart, and handed the chicken leg in his hand to the old ape and said: "I promise to change all wishes, and I hope that the immortals will be fulfilled."

"Okay, okay."

The old ape smiled, and the immortal fruit in his hand became more and more dazzling, so that Xu Zhu's eyes couldn't help but be attracted.

The fairy fruit floats in the air.

Inside, a five-colored light shines like a night light, illuminating the somewhat dim forest.

"There are gold, green, red, yellow, blue.."

Childlike, curious.

Xu Zhu muttered, looking at the immortal fruit in the air and counting the time.

"The name of this fruit is called the five-colored peach."

The old ape spoke, but he held the chicken leg in Xu Zhu's hand at some point, and said to Xu Zhu who came back to his senses while eating: "And now, there is only one fruit..."

Ten years ago, there was a peach tree in the ancestral land, which bloomed for more than ten years, but it did not bear fruit.

And this tree is still in the farmland, absorbing a lot of nutrients from the field.

It stands to reason that such a tree should be cut down.

But the people in the village are kind, the farmland is well fed and clothed, and there is no shortage of fields.

"And we've been planting for more than ten years, and we have some feelings.."

Everyone talked about it, but they couldn't bear to cut it, so they stayed until five years later.

"It's an interesting tree." Five years later, after Chen Peng took a turn under the tree, he looked at the little monkey among the leaves.

The sun and the moon pass.

Three years later, perhaps influenced by the strong aura and the Taoist words that Chen Peng recited day and night.

One, two.

Overnight, under the surprised eyes of everyone in the ancestral land, this tree bloomed with its five elements attributes.

"This tree belongs to me." The old ape looked at the people playing chess in the tree.

The little monkey that was once in the leaves has also been cultivated into a primordial infant monk.

Time turned again, a month later.

Chen Peng's order, when everyone was born to find someone who was destined.

"Although its peach tree bears fruit every year, it is only a one-color peach, and this peach is the only five-color peach."

When he left the ancestral land, in order to win his patriarch, the old ape endured the heartache and took it off.

"But now it's going to be given away."

Looking back, I sighed in my heart.

When the old ape stretched out his hand, the five-colored immortal peach fell, and then he looked at Xu Zhudao, who showed curiosity: "The five-colored immortal peach, after eating its fruit, it will open a small magical power for you, and the magical power is a spell above the spell, only above the heavenly immortals, or a natural saint, the desolate beast will learn."

The old ape's words fell, and after the fairy peach was handed out, he walked towards the distant forest.

"Magical powers? Sage? Goddess? The fairy peach emitted a five-colored charming brilliance, but Xu Zhu was stunned by the old ape's words.

After all, although his father is literate, he is not a big man, and he will definitely not know so many deeds of the famine, let alone just a young Xu Zhu.

"But after all, I'm just a mortal, and the immortals don't want me anything.."

But for him, although he didn't understand, Xu Zhu still ate it in one bite when he felt that the immortal who gave the fruit had no malice.

Melt-in-your-mouth.

"It's so sweet." The fairy fruit tasted like honey, and Xu Zhu showed an expression of enjoyment.

"And it seems that my stomach is no longer hungry, and I feel that within a month, I will not have to eat so much fish and meat."

It was very full, like having just eaten a few large bowls of rice.

Satisfied, rejoicing.

Thinking in his heart, Xu Zhu seemed to think of something again, and then looked at the old ape who was about to walk into the forest and said loudly: "Immortal, you haven't told me why I eat so much every day."

Xu Zhu roared, and the tone seemed to be a little louder.

Like the wind, sand and gravel fly up from the ground nearby.

He was stunned to see the flying pigeons fleeing and the leaves falling.

"It's only because you were born with a spiritual root that I found you."

A voice in the distance seemed to come from the ear...

..

Autumn leaves falling.

With the end of autumn, the weather is getting colder.

Ten days later, Yingchuan.

Under a big tree outside an official road, an old man is playing chess for himself.

"The old ape has found a destined person, and he is extremely qualified." In the distance, a flying pigeon landed on the chessboard.

Smart.

As if he had a sense, he told the old man about the past.

Xu Zhu, the old ape, the fairy fruit.

The flying pigeon tells as if it were seen with one's own eyes, one by one.

"Now the old ape is returning to his ancestral land."

Exhaustively.

"I can only help you so much, if you say more, it won't be good for the old ape to know." The pigeon shook his head and said no more.

"The old ape is lucky."

Hearing the words of the flying pigeon, the old man stroked his beard and said to the flying pigeon: "Thank you Puyuan Daoyou, when I return to my ancestral land, I will pass on the skills in your sleeve."

"That's very good."

The flying pigeon smiled, spread its wings, and burned out into a letter of paper.

The wind blows, the fallen leaves drift away, and the ashes disperse.

Silence returned to under the trees.

"The art of ignition is wonderful." The old man pinched a white child.

"A piece of paper, a leaf, a flower, a pen, everything has a spirit.."

Falling, playing chess, thinking.

The old man looked at the chessboard.

"The old and decrepit person has not yet been found..."

Muttering, anxious.

This man was the patriarch, and now he had been waiting here for fifteen days, just to find someone with the best qualifications.

"It is said that Yingchuan is talented, but in my fifteen days, no one can enter my eyes."

The patriarch looked up and looked at the merchants and scholars walking in the official road, but the passers-by seemed to be unconscious, ignoring the old man under the tree.

"The old ape has found such a gifted man, and I can't fall behind him." The old man played chess on his own.

Scholars are like clouds, and there are countless people who come to Yingchuan every year.

He is looking for someone with acceptable qualifications, or someone who has been with Xu Zhu for a few times.

After all, there are still few people who are born with spiritual roots, and if they don't have a chance, they may not be able to find one in a few years.

"But a person with a bright mind can also make a contribution in troubled times."

Smack―

When the sunspot falls, the white son is about to become a lore, and he will be eaten by the sunspot.

"Baizi is going to lose again."

The game couldn't be broken, the old man frowned and shook his head, just about to start a new game.

"Baizi hasn't lost yet."

When the words came, a young man seemed to be able to see the old man, walked to the big tree, pointed to the chessboard and said: "Drop five steps, in order to abandon the head and protect the tail, you will definitely be able to break this lore game."

"Oh? How to protect the law? ”

The patriarch raised his head and said to the young man who came over: "Xiaoyou, why don't you take the game of Baizi and confront me?"

"Elder, please, don't dare to resign." The boy smiled and sat across from him.

"Please!"

The patriarch stretched out his hand, and after the aura gathered, he wrapped the two of them together before he said to the young man, "I still hope to advise."

"Don't dare." The young man hurriedly surrendered his hand, but did not notice the old man's movements.

The old man was silent and looked at the chessboard.

The aura fluttered, and the figures of the two gradually disappeared.

It turned out that when the old man fell into a dead situation just now, his mood fluctuated, and the aura around him dissipated, and he was seen by this young man.

And the young man didn't know that his figure, with the fluctuation of aura, had disappeared from the official road...

..

Think, fall.

Under the big tree in the official road, the chess pieces of the two are staggered, and it is about to become the end of the game.

Smack―

"The elder takes it." The boy threw his hand, and the white child fell.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" The patriarch admired, and he didn't know how to place the sunspot in his hand.

Like a snake, like a dragon.

I saw that on the chessboard, the white son was vertical and horizontal, and it had become the momentum of the dragon, and the head and tail were solid, killing the sunspot and the belly.

And the sunspot is gone, and he has no power to return to the sky.

"Sure enough, people are like chess, chess is like dragons!"

The patriarch laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the remaining five boxes on the chessboard floated in his palm.

"The disciple implores the Dao Ancestor to crush the cause of his sunspot.."

The words fell.

Boom―

Wind, thunder.

The black seed in the patriarch's palm turned into powder, and a black mist floated out, dissipating into the heavens and the earth in the young man's surprised eyes.

"Disciple, thank Dao Ancestor!"

The sunspot was broken, and after the patriarch kowtowed to the distance, he immediately said to the young man who was becoming more and more confused and shocked: "The old and decrepit person has been found."

Black is the cause, white is the effect.

The old man's chessboard was cast by Chen Peng.

There are two black and white sons, one hundred and thirteen each, representing one hundred and thirteen eons, which is a causal instrument.

"The sunspot is scattered, which means that the antecedents have been dispersed, and only the fruit of the white seed is sought."

Under the big tree, the old man spoke.

"Today, the cause of the sunspot has been dispersed, and the remaining whites are the fruit of life-saving, which can save your life five times.."

The old man's words fell.

The figure dissipated like the wind in front of the young man.

The eyes are strange and confusing.

"Like a dream, or is it real?"

The boy muttered, and he looked down at the five white pieces remaining on the chessboard in front of him.

The chess pieces are real, and he holds them tightly in the palm of his hand.

"I, Guo Jia, did I meet an immortal?"

Under the sun.

The sun was scorching overhead, and it was still a little hot.

He was stunned and looked back.

I saw that on the official road, the surrounding scholars and merchants had just changed into autumn clothes.

Outside the official road, in the farmland, the farmer is cutting the wheat grass.

Whew―

The breeze blows, and there is a hint of coolness.

"Really?" He jerked his head up.

I found that the fallen leaves on the tree were a little yellow, but they had not yet fallen.

Incomprehensible, distracted.

The boy muttered as he looked at the disappearing chessboard in front of him.

"I, Guo Jia, have spent a whole year in this game.."