Jiu Bo is also the eldest of them, but he is in good spirits and quite dignified, and his thin cheekbones have a pair of bright black stone eyes that see everything: "The meaning of our existence is to protect the holy relics, and now although it is to save people's lives, it is overused after all." ”

"Big brother is right, how can a human life be worth it, it's not worth it at all, I don't want to do it from the bottom of my heart" The old man who spoke was the third in line, although he was close to his twilight years, he looked like he was fifty or sixty years old, but his temperament was more straightforward.

However, as soon as he said it, the second Jiu Xu, and the fourth Jiu Da also nodded: "Big brother, what Jiu Si said makes some sense, we old men are not greedy for holy things, our mission since we were young is them, but this is for an irrelevant Taoist priest, our whole life has been lost, what is this." ”

Zhang Lao seemed a little embarrassed, he coughed lightly, and then smiled: "What a few people said is reasonable, but the matter of saving people's lives is urgent, and Xiao Lao'er has the courage to propose this matter, since it can't be done, I'll think of another way." ”

As soon as he said this, several people seemed to feel that they were a little unkind, after all, this Taoist priest was the benefactor of Huanglong Village, Jiu Bo knocked on the dragon head crutch in his hand, and said in a thick voice: "This matter is very important, we still need to think carefully, there are still five days, Zhang Lao also do his best, our guardian of the Jiu clan will not die without help." ”

Huanglong Village, whether it is night or day, is always quiet and peaceful, except for the Ecstasy Cliff that has become a dead man's cliff, everything is originally an ordinary life.

Its biggest advantage is the tranquility of the beautiful scenery, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the grass in all seasons.

Especially the southwest corner far away from the Yellow Dragon Temple, particularly eye-catching, a large piece of agave, like a piece of green waves gently swaying with the wind, even the butterflies that come to collect honey are pale green, lying on the leaves and instantly submerged into the sea of flowers, next to the agave is a Xiangfei bamboo forest, each bamboo has dots of tear spots, the roots are as thick and symmetrical as a man's arm, it looks beautiful and elegant, quite meaningful.

This bamboo forest extends to the bamboo house by the lake to form a semicircle, wrapping the house just right, this is Mei Sansheng's residence, facing the lake with an emerald mirror, the world here is inexplicably isolated, as if a layer of green is smeared in the heaven and earth, the green mirror, the green darkness, the green depth, and even the green makes people panic.

If it weren't for the villagers being sick, probably no one would want to disturb Mei Sansheng, just let their children come to inform them gently, and he would never be able to come, I think he was afraid that he would pollute this pure land because of his rough people in the countryside.

The arrival of Mei Sansheng not only brought a lucky star to Huanglong Village, but also formed a fairyland, which is awe-inspiring, there is no noise here, no noise, what makes the villagers even more strange is that every fifteenth night, the entire Huanglong Village will be shrouded in a melodious and tactful flute, until the clouds on the moon, the dark clouds disperse, the villagers know that this flute is played by Mei Sansheng nine times out of ten, and it really responds to a sentence "This song should only be in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world"

More than a day has passed in the blink of an eye, and no one has returned, but a few women are guarding the Huanglong Temple to take care of the Taoist priest who is still in a coma.

At this time, Mei Sansheng stood quietly in front of the bamboo house, one hand flicking back and forth the green butterflies around him, but his eyebrows and eyes stared at the lake without moving, looking like a green statue from a distance, only the thick black hair fluttering in the wind.

Suddenly, a weak voice came from the bottom of the lake: "You don't have to do it for me, you don't have to,"