It is said that it is no one else who blows this strange wind, it is a hermit master in this Luofu Mountain, surnamed Chen Mingnan, the word Nanmu, and the number Cui Xuzi, because he often treats people with soil ginseng and water, so he is called "Chen Ni Pill". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This Chen Ni Pill is a remarkable figure, the descendants of the disciples of the Taoist Jindan Sect of the Southern Sect worship him as one of the "Five Ancestors of the South", and it is said that he lived for more than 160 years before he became an immortal.

It turned out that this Chen Ni Pill had a whim during the retreat a few days ago, pinched his fingers, and calculated that the cause of his thousand-year-old foundation had arrived, so he went out of the customs and came to the bottom of the mountain, there were mountains around the mountains, there were rivers crossing the river, all the way to the northeast, and finally came to the county seat where Bai Yuchan settled. Entering the city, he pointed his hand in front of the public hall, and there was a strange wind, which fascinated everyone's eyes, and he did not show up after writing the word "wronged" on the public case, and Gu Zi went out of the yamen, headed towards the East River, and came to this wharf in a short time.

He stood on the wharf, pinched his fingers again, showed a hint of joy on his face, and did not say much, and walked about half a mile to the east, only to see a white wall on the side of the road, on which were written in black the four big characters of "Donghe Inn". It is said to be an inn, but in fact, it is a simple place to eat and stay. However, there is a saying that although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs, and there is everything in this inn.

Daoist Chen called to open the door outside the inn, and replied inside: "What are you doing?" ”

Daoist Chen said: "Poor Dao lives in the store, the store should open quickly." ”

As soon as he heard that it was a Taoist priest, he said: "This Taoist master, we don't have any vacant rooms here, so you can live in another place." ”

Daoist Chen said, "Just find a single room." ”

Inside: "No, no, no." ”

Daoist Chen said: "Your shop is unreasonable, is the poor road lacking your silver taels?" I have now made five hundred taels of gold in a few neighboring counties, not to mention that it is more than enough to live in your small inn, even if you go to that luxurious restaurant. It's just that I don't know the place well, and I can't leave, so I can't borrow your small shop to live, won't it be possible? ”

This inn is a black shop, and the owner Zheng Xiong, with four men under his command, specializes in robbing the property of passing merchants and killing them. Passengers who had been alone in the past, if they had a lot of belongings around them, were covered with sweat medicine and carried to the back kitchen to be slaughtered. The fat ones were stuffed with buns, the thin ones were made into yellow beef, and the remaining bits and pieces of bones were thrown into a morgue in the middle of the house to be cremated, leaving no traces. If there is chaos today, especially in this remote place, there is chaos in law and order, these people died suddenly, and there was no bitter master, and it became a public case.

This guy originally disliked the Taoist monk with clean sleeves and no long things, and did not want to keep him overnight, but the other party bluntly said that he had a huge amount of money, and hurriedly opened the door to take a look, only to see that this Taoist priest was dressed decently, with a luxurious Taoist costume on his body, and a big burden on his back, if it was gold, fifty catties was more than enough, and he was overjoyed.

When Zheng Xiong heard that this old way was so generous, he hurriedly asked, "Why don't you invite him in?" ”

The man said, "I didn't know that this priest was generous, and I said that there were no guest rooms. ”

Zheng Xiong said: "I'll teach you a few words, and you will say that our shopkeeper said, I'm afraid that Dao Ye will take this lot of silver taels to hurry, and now there is chaos, if you encounter thieves, the light ones will lose the silver taels, and the heavy ones will hurt their lives." The best good deeds in our store's life. Find a way to get out of a room for Dao Ye to live in. ”

The guy understood, came out to open the door, and saw that Daoist Chen was still standing at the door, so he said, "Yo, Daoist, you haven't left yet?" ”

Daoist Chen said: "This place is barren and remote, where can the poor road go, isn't this waiting for you to reply?" ”

The man said Zheng Xiong's words, and Daoist Chen said: "Okay, thank you shopkeeper, you are tired of leading the way." ”

When I came to the hall, I saw that there was not a single guest in the hall, and more than a dozen large tables were placed there, which seemed very empty and lonely.

Daoist Chen stood still, sniffed in the room with his nose, and asked, "What does your inn smell like?" ”

The guy was stunned for a moment, sniffed his nose, and asked, "What does it smell like?" I didn't smell it. ”

Daoist Chen said: "No, there is a smell of blood. ”

The guy chuckled in his heart, secretly wondering if he had been seen a flaw by this old way? Since he entered this door, he said that he couldn't let this silver go out, and forgive this old man with his bare hands was not the opponent of this group of young strong men in the inn, and said with a strong smile: "Master Dao, don't be joking, I am not a black shop, where does the smell of blood come from?" ”

Daoist Chen smiled: "What you guy said, do you have to open a black shop to smell blood?" Do you open an inn where guests want to eat chickens but not kill chickens, and don't kill ducks if they want to eat ducks? ”

The guy thought that this was the case, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "You are really joking." ”

Walking up the stairs, I turned left to the fourth room, opened the door and said, "This is the upper room that the shopkeeper has brought you out, please come in, please come in." ”

Daoist Chen said: "Okay, this room is warm in winter and cool in summer, extending in all directions, very good." ”

The man said, "Look at you, do you want to prepare some food?" "But I thought in my heart, if you want to eat, you just put sweat medicine and turn you numb.

Daoist Chen shook his head and said, "Don't, no, I'm afraid that you put sweat medicine in the meal and turn the poor Dao upside down." ”

The man was shocked, and wondered how this old way knew what was going on in my heart? Weird, weird! He said straight in his mouth: "Master Dao, you are joking again!" We're doing serious business here, and you're one of those who open black shops. ”

Daoist Chen just smiled in his mouth, put the things on the head of the bed and fell asleep.

The fellow waited for him to turn his back and took a deep look at the burden before leaving.

Back in front of the shopkeeper Zheng Xiong, the man said: "It's amazing, this old way may have some magical powers." ”

Zheng Xiong asked carefully, and he was also a little suspicious in his heart, and said to the guy: "I don't believe in this evil." Later, you will take a knife down and give him the fruit while he sleeps. ”

The man nodded, and by midnight, he thought that Lao Dao had already fallen asleep, so he picked up a single knife and went straight to the room. Came to the door, poked a hole in front of the window with his right index finger, squinted his left eye and looked at it for a long time, only to see the Taoist priest lying on the bed, his back to himself motionless, there was a deafening snoring sound in his ears, and he was amused in his heart: "It is said that the wise Taoist does not sleep with gourds, this Taoist priest is old, and it seems that he does not have much cultivation, most of them are also a master who cheats and eats and drinks. After thinking about it, he gently picked the upper door bolt with the tip of the knife, pushed the door, and plugged it in again. Stir it up again, plug it in again, and a good door just won't open.

This guy thought to himself, weird, weird, this old way is sleeping well, why is this door not open? On weekdays, I picked it up and opened it, but now I think it's like a demon. (To be continued.) )