"This baby of the Qin family is an ominous person!"

"Be quiet, accumulate some virtue, this is in Erlang Temple!"

"Even snatching the Bodhisattva's incense, could it be the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva?"

......

A sloppy beggar dozed off on a large red pillar in the Erlang Hall at some point.

He suddenly opened his eyes, rubbed the tip of his nose, stretched lazily, picked up the gourd at his waist, and took a sip of wine.

"Gollum!"

When a man smelled the smell of wine and looked for incense, he saw the dirty beggar on the ground, and said in disgust: "This is a temple, how can you drink wine here, don't you know that wine and meat are poison that pierces the intestines?"

The beggar took another sip, burped, and replied indifferently: "The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the sky are far less than the living beings in the world, even if they don't eat or drink to save lives, they don't have the leisure to care about me, a bad old man who drinks." ”

"You dead beggar......"

......

Except for the person who spoke just now, the others didn't bother to care what the beggar was doing here.

Breaking your vows by drinking?

Hehe!

Even if it's eating meat and drinking wine, looking for flowers and asking willows...... As long as you don't violate the precepts of Buddhism.

What about others, and what does it have to do with oneself?

In their hearts now, they are only full of curiosity about the child who was just born in the Qin family.

"The baby landed silently, unknown!" an old man said coldly, touching his beard.

"Zhong Banxian, is there really a problem with the Qin family's baby?"

"The life of the canopy, the man's monk is complete, and the woman is lonely and widowed for life!"

The beggar sneered and mocked: "Nonsense, this woman's extreme yin body, the life of the canopy, is extremely smart! Forget it, don't talk to you people about the heavenly machine, or drink my Huaxing Jade Concubine brew!"

After saying that, he swaggered out through the empty door in the middle of the hall.

None of the people took his words seriously, but they hated him for not taking the taboos of Buddhism in their eyes.

"A stinky beggar dares to come out of the empty door. I think I'm a prince and a general!"

"Dead beggar, roll as far as you want, don't pollute the air in Erlang Temple. ”

......

Zhong Banxian said angrily: "You stinky beggar, you have the ability to speak, why don't you wait for the results to come out and slip away faster than anyone else?"

The beggar did not look back, left a word, and disappeared into the vast sea of people. "The people from the Ming Master Sect will be back soon. Whether I, a stinky beggar, is talking nonsense, I will know in less than a moment!"

The wind roared, everything was depressed, and it was unusually cold at three o'clock in the morning on the fifth day of the fifth month of May.

At the gate of the Qin family, Qin Yitian, who was wearing a Zhongshan suit, paced back and forth, anxiously looking at the direction of Erlang Temple at the entrance of the village.

"Ah, Master, you're finally here!"

When he saw a monk, he was overjoyed and stepped forward.

"Amitabha, Lord Qin, I don't know if your mansion is a son or a daughter?"

"Boom!"

Qin Yitian knelt down, begging with tears in his eyes: "Ask the master to tell Master Ming and save my little girl!"

When the monk heard this, he exhaled a long breath, and the white gas quickly dissipated on this cold winter night when the wind was blowing.

He clasped his hands together, held the rosary, shook his head, and said regretfully: "Master Qin, your Qin family and my Buddhist relationship have been broken, Master Ming asked the poor monk to tell the donor: If you want Miss Qin to grow up safely, the donor has to stay away from her! Oh, by the way, Master Ming named her, called Qin Mi'er." Remember, it's the 'Mi' of the left water and the right beauty. This is just right for her psychic body. ”

"Hmm! Thank you Master Ming for the name!"

Qin Yitian looked at the decisive back, couldn't hold back the sadness in his heart anymore, and shed two lines of tears.

At noon on the fifth day of the first month of May, the sun shines in the sky, standing at the entrance of Guangji Township and looking westward, the perennial snow-covered Yinghua Mountain does not know why, the snow on the top of the mountain disappeared overnight, revealing the dark gray ore.

The front of Erlang Temple has been restored to normal, without any signs of yesterday's hustle and bustle.

On the same day, there were five children born with Qin Mi'er in Guangji Township, all of whom were baby girls.

On Yinghua Mountain, the brothers and sisters of the Tang family who collected medicine hid in the cave and waited until the avalanche was over before escaping from the cave. But the sun shines so brightly that they can't open their eyes.

"Eldest sister, why is there no snow?" Tang Hai asked the round-faced woman puzzled.

Tang Lan smiled and said, "Little brother, don't be afraid, the snow is just falling." ”

"Oh, then should we go up there and look for Snow Lotus?"

Tang Lan smiled, "The snow layer has fallen, where is the snow lotus!"

At this moment, Tang Lan's sharp eyes saw that there was a shadow of a white flower on the top of the mountain, and said, "Little brother, what is it on the top of the mountain, could it be that it is a big snow lotus, which has become a fine one?"

Tang Hai looked in the direction of Tang Lan's finger, and saw a lump of white and red lying on top of the gray ore, motionless.

"Eldest sister, why don't we go up and have a look, anyway, there is no snow, and it is more stable to walk. ”

Tang Lan knocked Tang Hai's earth-like head, and said with a smile: "Without snow, how can we go up." The bare ore, slippery, without a rope, let alone going up the mountain, it is difficult to go down. ”

Tang Hai smiled and said embarrassedly: "The eldest sister is right, the little brother didn't think it through. ”

Suddenly, I saw the white tuo on the top of the mountain move and stand up.

He is none other than Han Bing.

I saw Han Bing twisting his neck and touching his head with his hand, feeling puzzled.

Where am I?

Who am I, is it Han Bing or Fusu?

Oh, by the way, it's just the civilian Han Bing who doesn't die.

What kind of place is this? Is it still Upper County?

......

Countless questions filled Han Bing's heart, and the bright sun pierced his eyes.

However, he stared at the sun numbly, and saw sixteen beams of colored light shining out of the sun, which was beautiful.

Han Bing looked at the abyss more than a thousand zhang high below him, tapped his toes, and went straight down the mountain.

The Tang brothers and sisters looked at Han Bing's whereabouts from afar, and said in surprise, "Little brother, have you seen it? That's an immortal." ”

Tang Hai was thoughtful, and said lightly: "Eldest sister, is that the Dao Immortal of Wudu?"

"Well, yes. Let's hurry up and find a way to go down, so that we can tell the people in the village that there are immortals living on the mountain all along. ”

......

Tang Hai scratched the circle of white hair on his head, and said with a smile: "Let's just climb down." ”

His white hair circles around his head, like the equator of the earth, no wonder the people in the village have nicknamed him "Earth Baby" since he was a child

。

So, it took twelve days for the Tang brothers and sisters to return from the cave to Yungai Village. This time, they not only brought back the news of the immortals, but also brought back several rare medicinal herbs to the village. Seven-step incense and wild grass that can only be found under the deep snow layer.

Tang Hai also caught several snow bees and ghost moth flies when he was hiding in the cave.

As soon as the two of them returned to the entrance of Jinhuachang, they saw Liu Cairen greet them: "Sister Tang, you haven't come back, and you don't know that there were moths in Erlang Temple last night." ”

Tang Lan smiled and said, "Ghost moth, we really saw immortals in Yinghua Mountain today." ”

"The Qin family gave birth to a female doll, and the demon wind in the temple also robbed the Bodhisattva's incense. Liu Cairen nervously leaned into Tang Lan's ear and whispered.

Tang Hai carried the herbs and the snow bees caught in the net pocket and ignored the two of them, and went back to the house directly.

"You see that the little brothers are gone, and I have to go back, don't talk about it. Don't talk about ghosts and gods, it scares people to death. Tang Lanwan smiled and turned to leave.

It is said that after Han Bing came down the mountain, he came to a mountain col, fortunately, he had lived in the military camp in his previous life, and he did not feel powerless to survive at this time, so he directly cut some bamboo and built a residence.

It can not only shelter from the rain, but also shelter.

The whole project also took him less than a day's work.

He had practiced simple internal kung fu, and it didn't matter if he didn't eat or drink for a day. For Han Bing, as long as there is a clean water source, he can survive.

At this moment, a woman with long pigtails dressed in a coarse blue cloth came down from the heights.

As soon as she saw her, she felt a sense of closeness, and her face was blessed.

"Eldest sister, may I ask what kind of place is this?" Han Bing saw that someone was coming, and hurriedly stepped forward, although he was wearing an off-white robe with blood stains and dirt.

The woman smiled slightly, and said lightly: "This is Wang Yun Temple, when did you come here? Why don't I know?"

The woman's words were indifferent, and she did not mean to be embarrassed.

"Eldest sister, I just came from the other side of the mountain. Seeing that there is a pool of spring water here, he cut bamboo here to build a house, and please bear more. Han Bing clenched his fists and saluted, he obviously felt that this woman must be a native of this country. If you want to survive here, you have to rely on her.

The woman smiled and said, "If my eldest son hadn't starved to death in the famine, he would have been older than you." In the future, you will still call me Wang Xianxian, if you need to live here, go to the ancestral hall at the foot of Longmen Mountain to find me. My name is Wang Qingxiu. ”

Han Bing arched his hand again, looked at the woman fifty miles away and nodded yes.

But Wang Qingxiu carried the basket on her back and left with a smile.

Han Bing had never seen the style of clothing on her body - whether it was Fusu in the Qin Dynasty or Han Bing in the spiritual cultivation world, he had never met a woman wearing a simple tunic style top.

After Wang Qingxiu left, he didn't say much. She used to be the cowherd girl of this Wang Yun Temple, and she knew the entire Longmen Mountain well.

Thirty years ago, the township chief was the matchmaker, and the chief of the security guard gave a gift, and married from the top of the mountain to the Taiji Palace in the ancient city wall of Mianzhu.

Speaking of her in-laws' family, she couldn't tell clearly, only that her husband was a staff member of the grain and oil system, and she went to the landlord's house to urge the detention. They gave birth to three boys and two girls, and the eldest died of starvation during the famine, and the youngest loved water, so he fell into the river and ran away.

She was kind-hearted, and when she saw that Han Bing was so down, she deliberately left her name, afraid that when he couldn't live, she could come to the husband and wife for help.

Han Bing turned around and continued to go up the mountain to chop the bamboo weaving bed—there was no machete originally, but it happened that there was a rotten scimitar in the recess of this Wang Yun Temple.

His jade hands are also rough after coming to this world - people have a lot of encounters in their lives, and big ups and downs are common. No one can live a lifetime. I remember a princess in the Tang Dynasty who was pro-Mongolian, but under the witness of the ambassador and pro-family, she was ruined by a mess of horses until she died.

Born in the royal family, no one knows, so parents are always afraid that their children will marry far away, meet inhuman, and be humiliated all their lives.

Wang Qingxiu went down the mountain with a scarf on his back, picked some folded ear roots and ferns, and returned to the ancestral hall.

The so-called ancestral hall is the earliest ancestral hall in Guangji Township, and the people who guard the ancestral hall have to protect the truth of the ancient Shu dynasty for generations, and pay their lives for the peace of the country and the people - not for monetary interests, but for the peace of the world, and the peace of the country.

The year Han Bing came to this world was the sixteenth year that the Pu family moved from Taiji Palace to the ancestral hall.

When Wang Qingxiu returned home, she told her wife about meeting Han Bing today.

The wife walked to the six-foot-high shrine, took out the incense sticks from the drawer, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner. His glasses, which were as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, glowed with colored light, and he watched the gray incense rise and disappear directly into the small green tiles above his head.

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