There is a number of portals built at the head of the bridge, which did not exist before, the bridge only appeared after trimming, there are on both sides of the bridge, the bridge is horizontal in the middle, it is considered to be included, the bridgehead there is carved railings and paintings, all kinds of rune inscriptions, looking extremely atmospheric, faintly surrounded by glow, the quaint atmosphere is emanated, as if recording the time that the bridge remains. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Gu Doubao Meng Ben Gan Gang Yue Fan Baba Si give me the trick!"

"Emei Seat Wang Nago only estimates or Bijie Anfei!"

Strange syllables murmured from the old man's mouth, the voice was old, but extremely deep, like the sound of time produced by the friction of two weathered stones.

The old man's body was upright, there was no rickety, at this time he looked at the plaque above the bridge door, only to see the writing of "Mo Street" a few big characters, vigorous and powerful.

Mu Ming looks, it seems to have captured some fluctuations, those words seem to come to life, and there are faint clouds and mist, such as breathing, it can be described as a pen walking dragon snake.

Mu Ming was stunned, these words had never appeared before, but suddenly they appeared here, which made him suspicious.

The old man was standing in the middle of the bridge, and someone bumped into him, but the man shuttled through his body and did not notice him.

This old man is not simple!

In fact, Mu Ming bowed from afar, and his actions made some people feel puzzled, and some people said: "Little brother, do you worship this bridge? This bridge is not the same as before, and it is just an ordinary bridge at this time!"

Mu Ming nodded silently, did not respond, just looked at the old man with a pair of eyes, showing respect.

"You're back!" the old man turned around and beckoned Mu Ming to step forward.

Kikina approached and found that the old man didn't seem to have changed much, but he couldn't sense his presence, as if he was in a fog.

"Congratulations to the seniors for breaking through the realm!" Mu Ming said sincerely, the old man broke through the divine realm, which was different from Xue Limeng's fierce feeling, the old man's breath was like the river in front of him, as if there was no end in sight, endless, but there was no domineering.

The old man nodded and said, "The female baby of the Xue clan has also broken through!"

Mu Ming was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Unfathomable!"

The old man was not surprised, but was a little relieved, "This is the best, I didn't see the wrong person." ”

At this point, the old man pointed to two large wooden signs hanging on the bridge, and asked, "Do you know what this couplet means?"

Mu Ming looked at the handwriting on the two wooden signs, nodded silently, and then said: "The bowl of pea flour here in Shiqiaotou is the most delicious, and the people on the other side of the river have always enjoyed it. ”

This is a witch language, and the syllables in it are not magical spells or incantations, but two sentences that are extremely popular, like couplets in the kitchen in the mundane, extremely simple, but they feel unattainable, because the mind is in a trance.

It is out of reach for the monks, because it is a very ordinary and peaceful life of ordinary people, but how many people can realize it quietly.

The old man bowed his head, somewhat satisfied with this answer, and pointed to the bridge, where he saw an old woman with a crooked neck cleaning up the jar and preparing to go home.

"Bring me two bowls! I haven't eaten for a long time, but I miss it!" the old man said, and then sat down by himself, the old woman saw it, but laughed, seemed to recognize the old man, but the neck was a little crooked, it looked a little unnatural, but the smile was very warm, and after nodding slightly, he put down the dishes and chopsticks that he was going to put away, and then unfolded a piece of white yarn, only to see that there were three fist-sized pale yellow lumps, the skin was a little rusty, but there was a faint aroma, which was surprising.

"This is the most delicious part, this is the pea flour, this is a unique crop of the Baofeng tribe, crushed after the autumn harvest and made, the process is complex but extremely delicious, I ate it once when I was a spirit animal, and then it is hard to forget, and then I can transform into shape, it is more frequent, but then it gradually decreases...... It's old after all!"

The old man muttered to himself, at this time there was a bowl in front of him, with all kinds of sauces in it, and there was also a bowl in front of Kimina, Kimina felt that there was saliva flowing in his mouth, and he actually had an appetite!

"Let's go and eat!"

The old man moved his chopsticks first, and the speed was very fast, like a child seeing his favorite food.

After eating a few chopsticks in a row, the old man stopped, squinted his eyes slightly, as if savoring, and said, "It's still the old taste!"

The old woman tilted her neck and smiled, and then continued to clean up the stall.

Kikina took a bite, only to feel that there was a little difference between his mouth, there was no vigor or anything else, just a very pure taste, the taste seemed to be extremely refreshing, sweet and sour, spicy, and crispy and numb.

"That's horse pepper!" the old man didn't look at the name of the wood, but said casually.

Mu Ming nodded lightly, and found that his appetite was great at this time, so he no longer hesitated, and his speed followed.

The old man put down his chopsticks, still unsatisfied, and looked at the white yarn in the old woman's hand, and the old woman said: "I said that you are also a mountain god, and this last piece is reserved for the child, don't rob it!"

The old man smiled, didn't notice anything at all, just nodded lightly, and said, "After so many years, you are still the same!"

Kikina also put down his chopsticks and ate cleanly, and the old woman was very happy.

"Is this the child?" the old woman looked at Mu Mingdao, Mu Ming was surprised, but she couldn't see anything, this old woman didn't cultivate.

But the old woman said: "The mountain god had calculated the life of the Baofeng tribe before, and I also went over to help, and I vaguely saw your shadow, so I let the mountain god pay attention, it's okay ......."

The old woman put away the dishes and chopsticks, but the content of her words felt incredible.

The old man handed over the bamboo tube, which had a lot of chopsticks in it, and said to Mu Ming: "Pour it out!"

Mu Ming was puzzled, took the bamboo tube, and felt like the hexagram in the hands of several hexagram masters he had seen before, but he also slowly poured out the chopsticks in the bamboo tube, the chopsticks were all of average size, all of them were cut from bamboo, very clean, but it seemed to have been used for a long time, and some traces existed.

The old woman turned around, saw the chopsticks that were scattered at random, and said casually: "Interesting, there is a catastrophe...... Deadly!"

Mu Ming was even more surprised, I don't know what it means, the old man said: "Sure enough, the world changed before, I tried to calculate, but I found a haze, and finally, I came here, asked for a hexagram, and I saw you, I think it should have something to do with you." ”

Mu Ming suddenly realized, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Zang Mu...... Zang Mou senior, Dao Fruit has returned to the earth!"

The old man was surprised at first, his eyes fluctuated a little, but he quickly calmed down, "I see, Zang Mu!"

The old woman didn't pay attention to it, but just said to Mu Ming: "Well, for the sake of the calf, I will deceive you once in the future, which can be regarded as compensation, and it can be regarded as repaying your love for the old woman's bowl of pea flour!"

After that, he said to the old man: "You go away, I'm going home, my granddaughter is still waiting for me at home!"

The old man reluctantly got up, Mu Ming also stood up, and the old woman put away the bench for the two, and then left with a bamboo basket.

The old man beckoned Mu Ming to leave, but Mu Ming always felt weird, and it seemed to have something to do with this person, but he felt that there was no intersection.

At this time, the old woman disappeared around the corner of the bridge, and Kikina had to turn around and follow the old man, puzzled.

"There's a god in the Wu clan named Yin, you know?"

The old man said, and when Mu Ming caught up with him, his eyes looked at Jiang.

Kimina felt that the heart lake was not calm, and his eyes looked at the river, and the waves on the river were undulating, attracting Kimina.

It's just that for a moment, he thought too much, and his breathing began to be a little different.

Ki Na looked at the old man, knowing that this man was a mountain god, and although Ki Na overestimated him, he still felt that he still underestimated him.

It was no accident that Ki Na knew that he was here, and Commander Jin had said that he would be summoned tomorrow, but now it seemed that the Baofeng tribe was desperate to determine something, or rather the mountain god in front of him wanted to determine something.

It was only a moment of hard work that Mu Ming understood that the person in front of him was not a simple old man, his cultivation was terrifying, and he might even surpass Xue Limeng, as for his mind, he had lived a long time, and he had already looked down on too many things, but he had also seen through many things, such as what Mu Ming had always wanted to hide, and Mu Ming's coming seemed to be foggy, but for many people, it was like a stone in clear water, clearly visible, and Mu Ming felt like this at this time.

Kinama also looked away from a reef in the river and withdrew it.

Mu Ming bowed silently and said slowly: "I know, the teacher of Candle Jiuyin, a magical existence, I don't know where it is, but I just heard that there is nothing missing!"

The old man said: "Yes, Yin's god is invincible, many people know him, but many people don't know that he has a sister, his sister is named Shang, she has been a businessman since she was a child, and her divination ability is better than Yin." ”

The old man looked in the direction where the woman had disappeared, and Mu Ming said incredulously, "Could it be ......?"

The old man gave two affirmative glances, "Their brother and sister have a very good relationship, so she wants to see what kind of existence Candle Jiuyin's guardian will be!

Mu Ming was stunned, "How do seniors know this!"

Hearing this, the old man sighed: "I saw this person when I was a fierce beast, and then I heard her talk about these things with the diners, and others have heard of these things, many people have heard of them, but few people take them seriously!"

Mu Ming was speechless, and then silently bowed to the bridge, and said, "I don't know Taishan with eyes!"

"People who don't know Mount Tai are not only you and me!"

The old man said, not like a mountain god at this time, Mu Ming's expression moved, and said, "Thank you, Lord Mountain God!"

"Thank me?" the old man was puzzled, and Mu Ming said, "I think the senior wants the senior to give me a promise!"

The old man laughed, "It's a mistake, it's my fault, I also blame me for this matter, I saw that you had a catastrophe in your life, and this catastrophe was fatal, and I am grateful for what you did to me and the Baofeng tribe before, so this scene happened, but I am afraid that I will not be able to eat pea flour in the future!"

"Let's go, meet them! the war has begun, and your Dan Technique will be useful!" the old man said, and then led Mu Ming to the Baofeng Clan, where there was a temple dedicated to the mountain god!

(The novel comes from life, I like this bowl of pea flour very much, when I was a child, I went to the market every Tuesday, and then ate a bowl, and it is still there, the taste is still the same, but there are fewer opportunities to eat, the old woman with a crooked neck I was not very young when I was a child, she always crooked her neck, and now she is estimated to be old, I have rarely seen her.) The reason why I wrote this, without him, is just nostalgic for this bowl of pea flour, and the legend is naturally there, about this song of the ancient Bai ancient town! )