Sitting on the edge of the big rock, swaying his feet, looking at the small mountain town below, if you don't care about feelings, in fact, the plum flowers all over the mountain are like snow, which is also very good.

I used to hear the old man say that the whole small mountain town is surrounded by mountains, like a somewhat flat plate, and the hilly land and mineral veins on the mountain are rows of money, so there is the name "money row". He also said that the center of the whole town is actually like a boat, rippling between the two rivers on both sides, and if the continuous mountains in front of it can be broken into a tunnel, this treasure boat can be flooded into the Geumgang River in the county seat, and then it may enter the South China Sea.

Ling Lang thinks that in this way, the Sanhua plum trees on the mountain are now full of rows, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, which is more in line with the name of Xiaoshan Town, because now everyone knows that plums are money.

Looking at the center of the town where more and more small buildings are built, there is indeed the atmosphere of a little building boat, and it is finally related to the "treasure", otherwise it was all low and dilapidated mud brick houses, and it is estimated that as a fishing boat, it is afraid that it will not be able to withstand a wave.

As for the fact that the Li family advocated that everyone should cut down forests and plant plums, which might hinder him, after the "Ancient Buddha Temple" incident that night, Elder Tian faintly mentioned it to him, but he didn't take it too seriously. The townspeople thought it was a good thing, and it seemed that everyone's life had really gotten better in the past few years, so he simply didn't worry about it.

Speaking of which, Li Xuanliang and his grandmother's family seem to still have a little blood relative, and if they have to be tough, they may be able to have a relationship with three poles. The most regrettable thing for him is that the two rivers in his hometown, as well as other small streams, have slowly dried up, and there is not much water left, yellow, yellow, green and green, and there is a lot of garbage floating there.

My mother plans not to go out after the New Year, the eldest sister and the third sister are working well, she is not in good health, so she wants to stay at home and plant fruit trees, and raise some chickens, ducks and livestock or something. Although there are still some debts owed outside, they are basically relatives, and the chase is not too tight, and the days will definitely be almost there, but fortunately, Ling Lang has also begun to earn some money for the family, not much, always a hope.

Just as Ling Lang was thinking about his thoughts and looking at Datianding Mountain in the direction of the west, the sky suddenly darkened, and the clouds were overcast, and there were signs of rain. But Ling Lang didn't plan to run down the mountain in a hurry, he knew that there was a place to hide from the rain nearby, as a child of the mountain, these were the least common sense to have.

But he felt a light movement in his soul body, and then he thought of what his second aunt had said to him before, and he thought of it. However, he still sat very calmly, continued to swing his feet, and moved his buttocks that had been sitting for a long time to make himself more comfortable.

After a while, an old woman's voice came from behind her: "Young man, do you like this mountain very much?"

Ling Lang tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiled, and said softly: "Yes, I like it, as soon as I went out since I was a child, I could see it, and after watching it for so many years, it was very kind." ”

The voices behind fell silent.

Ling Lang didn't care about this, and continued: "When I was a child, I also quarreled with my friends, where is the eyes of Apo Ji Mountain, and where is its hairpin. But until later, no one was able to convince anyone. ”

There was still no sound behind him, and he continued: "From here, there is a mountain hand, and the lower place is the Stone Mountain Cave and the Huangniling, and the adults used to have a saying that 'don't panic when the silver rock falls into the water, and the window should be closed when the Huangniling falls into the water'. Whenever the adults saw that it was about to rain, I would run outside, look at the Apo Bun Mountain, and wonder if it was so high that there would be no rain on it. People say that grandma has a bun, three feet four from the sky, people have to bow their heads, and horses have to saddle away. At that time, I felt that Apo Bun Mountain was the highest and highest mountain in the world. It wasn't until I later went to Daejeonding ......".

When he said this, the old voice behind him shrieked: "Don't mention Datianding to me, ...... back then", what was it back then, and did not continue.

Ling Lang smiled again and said, "You mean that Grandma and Datian fought for the mountain god back then, right?"

"Don't say it, or I'll ......," the voice was already a little hissed.

"Otherwise, what? It's just not as high as the top of the field, and it's not as big as the mountains on the top of the field? But Apo Ji Mountain is still the most cordial in the hearts of the people of this small mountain town, and the most they want to get close to. The voice behind him fell silent again, as if thinking about something, so he didn't even notice that behind him, there were two majestic and tall figures.

"Hehe, Ling Xiaoyou didn't insult his identity as a teacher, and told the story one by one. Bai Qijun looked at the old and young spirits in front of him with interest, and said with a smile.

Guan Gong Holy Soul next to him didn't speak, but he also nodded, while smoothing his beautiful hair that was a little messy by the mountain wind.

I heard Ling Lang continue: "I know who you are, when you grew three feet taller and three feet taller every day, you also repaired its body every day, growing one foot taller and one foot taller every day, and increasing one foot more, but you never kept up." Later, the imperial court of that generation enshrined the mountain god of Datianding as a place with a radius of hundreds of miles, and also opened the mountain to build a temple and molded a golden body to worship. Right?"

The voice behind muttered, "You are so young, how do you know what happened so long ago?" and then the topic changed, and the voice rose again: "Why is he only less than two hundred meters taller than me, and he can become a mountain god." Why can there be immortals living above him, there are dragons in the lake, and there are rare birds and beasts running all over the mountain, and there are countless strange flowers and trees. And I have guarded this place for tens of thousands of years, only the broken things such as the nanmu fir tree, the biggest animal in the mountain is only wild boars, a few yellow deer, and only sparrows, crows, and wrens fly in, why?"

"The pine needles can be used as firewood, the mountain springs can be gathered into a stream for people to draw, and the sparrow wren is small, but they are the greatest childhood joy of the children in this mountain town? It is no exaggeration to say that you feed far more people than the top of the field over there. And now there are no more immortals over there, there are no gods on the mountain, there are no dragons in the lake, and the beasts are gone, and the rest of them don't know how long they can stay. Ling Lang suddenly felt gloomy in his heart, and his voice became quieter.

The voice behind sneered and said, "Hehe, then look at me, what do I have left?" The mountain spring is dry, the river at the foot of the mountain is almost dry, and there are only a few piles of my favorite rhododendrons left, and even the dirty pigs are gone. It won't be long before I have nothing but the low, ugly plum trees that fill the mountain, and all I have left here is bare yellow soil. ”

It was Ling Lang's turn to be silent, he looked at the densely packed village at the bottom of the mountain, paused, and instead of answering the question of the old woman behind him, he asked, "Have you ever seen a mountain higher than the top of the field?"

"No, I didn't...... In the past, I could still run a hundred miles away, looking at the sea of clouds, thinking that one day I could go further, but now, I can only be trapped on this mountain, and even the beast on Yinyan Mountain has begun to look down on me and look down on me......" The voice behind him became even sharper, and he could even see the old white-haired woman behind him, who was dancing with her teeth and claws, like crazy, and wanted to push him down.

Looking up at the mountains in the distance, Ling Lang said softly, "I've seen it, do you want to see it?"

"Mountain, mountain, mountain, come out. "Three mountains appeared, towering and towering, reaching into the sky.

"This, this, isn't this the top of the field? You, are you an immortal?" Ling Lang stood up, turned around, and looked at the white-haired old woman who was looking up at the high mountain, her face was full of horror, and her hair was tied in a bun on her head.

He smiled slightly and said, "Yes, do you think it is the top of the field? Then, the stacked mountains ......" with a loud shout, and the three mountains actually merged with two of them, one flew on them, and then sat heavily in the middle of the two mountains, forming a zigzag, and slowly fused together to form a new higher and greater peak.

The clouds are shrouded in mist and there is no top in sight.

Ling Lang looked at the grandmother mountain spirit who was only at the beginning of the Four Realms, and the surrounding vitality was still slowly shattering and disappearing, and there was a situation where he might have been speechless, and asked softly: "Is it still like it?" If you don't feel that it is enough, then you can take a look again, the mountains, come out." ”

The phantom shadow of 100,000 mountains, the endless peaks and mountains, the highest of which is the main peak, is nearly 5,000 meters high, and the clouds can only reach its mountainside. Standing side by side with the stacks of mountains, the ground was full, as if even this sky could not squeeze them. The four mountains came out together, and the dense clouds were all washed away, and the heavens and the earth were restored.

The powerful coercion made the white-haired old woman's body tremble, and she couldn't say anything, "You, you, you must be an immortal from heaven, you are an immortal ......."

Being called an immortal, Ling Lang didn't feel very happy, he still just smiled lightly and said, "I'm not an immortal, if you're looking for an immortal, the two behind you can be regarded as yes." ”

The white-haired old woman's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly looked back. Seeing the white military soul with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and the Guan Gong Holy Soul with a cold red face, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground and sat on the ground in horror. The wrinkled orange-peeled old face turned even paler, and she suddenly thought of something, and she was about to kneel and kowtow.

"You are not allowed to kneel. Ling Lang shouted loudly, and there was an irresistible momentum in his voice. The white-haired old woman sat slumped on the ground and stared at him blankly, presumably thinking that she was going to die.

When Ling Lang saw this, he didn't want to "scare" her anymore, he tried his best to put on a pleasant face, and said softly: "I know what you want to say, it's nothing more than that during this time, you have injured a lot of local villagers, but you have guarded this place for ten thousand years, and your merits far outweigh your faults." So, do you want to go into my mountains and be a guardian mountain spirit?" Hearing Ling Lang's last words, Bai Qijun Soul and Guan Gong Holy Soul looked at each other, and they both saw a glimmer of light in each other's eyes.

The white-haired old woman was completely stunned, this was far beyond her comprehension. Ling Lang felt the hesitation in the heart of this grandmother's hair, and shouted softly: "Then give it all to me." ”

At one moment, four flying dragons leaped up, three black and one yellow. The birds in the mountains are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the trees are shady, and there are not many birds and beasts, between the Wuthering Mountains and Forests. There are also two graceful rivers that do not know where they come from, and they do not see the end of the river, rolling and flowing.

The mountain with dragons is the fairy mountain, and the mountain spirits residing in the fairy mountain may be able to turn into immortals after 10,000 years, even if the opportunity is small, there is always a hope.

The white-haired old woman finally calmed down, stood up, straightened her clothes, and straightened her sideburns, then bowed to Ling Lang and said respectfully, "Great Immortal, I am willing." ”