Wuqi Mountain

The mountain is not high or beautiful, but the name is good.

Wuqi Mountain used to have some incense, but there were no famous monks, but it was gradually falling down.

The little Taoist priest of Qiliang went down the mountain again today to make wine for the master.

Qiliang has been coming to Wuqi Mountain for 20 years, saying that he is practicing spells, and he has not learned anything in 20 years, but he has a hand, and he can see through the quality of the wine in the gourd at a glance.

The tavern owner's shrewd eyebrows and rat eyes are not a good person at first glance, but after a long time, Qiliang has also become familiar, and the boss has never lacked Qiliang's wine or put a few spoonfuls into the watered tank under the wine cabinet.

"Yo, Nanaliang is here!" The boss grinned and showed the front tooth that had been knocked out by selling a splash of skin, and squinted at Nanaliang who was standing at the door and smiled.

Qiliang knew that what the boss in front of him was going to say next, it must be the spit stars boasting about the peerless wine that he had worked so hard to pour.

scold

It's just some ordinary wine mixed with Cangbazi and Mushu strips in the falling river, and the so-called peerless wine is even more ridiculous.

Add cow urine!

Tan Nanxi Prefecture, the urine of the bighorn cow in Baihu, if you count the road, it really takes a lot of effort to pour it.

Sure enough,

The boss squinted and grinned, revealing his rotten teeth and spitting all over the sky.

"Qiliang, you haven't been here for a long time, but well, it's better to come than to come, the shop~~'"

Before he could finish speaking, Qiliang couldn't listen anymore, untied the gourd tied around his waist and threw it on the table

"Boss, old rules!

The boss knew what Qiliang meant, and when he saw the gourd dangling on the table, he obediently closed his mouth, turned around, and carried one from the wine rack

Bai Wan took out the spoon and got up.

Qiliang doesn't want to waste time, there was a newcomer in the mountains yesterday, and the master is waiting for the wine to drink.

Nanaliang thought of the newcomer, and his face was a little strange.

How can a stone turn into a man?

Nanarashi picked up the gourd and thought about it. Muttered in his mouth

"Who can say anything about the cultivation realm.

I remember that I had urinated on it, but I can't let this little junior brother know.

Da Yuan has been a Taoist priest for a thousand years, and since the death of his master who always likes to say yes, he has been the head of Wuqi Mountain for four hundred years.

He looked at the young man sitting in front of him, and his heart was really depressed, and his eyes kept rolling to look at this young man.

"How can a good man have a spirit?"

"It's not that thing~~~, alas,"

Da Yuan stroked the dust in his hand and sighed.

"That's it!, it's all fate!"

He looked up at the door, a little unhappy between his eyebrows, why didn't Qiliang come back?

I told him to study seriously, but he didn't learn it.

He looked back at the guy who was giving him a headache, squinting at the old god and saying:

"Boy, you were originally a Dao body of unknown origin, and you can't live long if you live, but since you have a spirit, you are also a living being.

Living in my Wuqi Mountain, you can be regarded as my mountain man."

Da Yuan touched his head, sat down helplessly, and said:

"If you don't live long, you can't live long!

But you've got to have a name, what do you want?"

The young man looked at this guy with long white hair with a stupid face, shook his head and said in a daze:

"I don't know"

Da Yuan drooped his eyelids and sighed heavily.

"If you don't know, then you don't know!"

I don't know what I am, I don't know how to live, I don't know anything.

The people of Wuqi Mountain call themselves little junior brothers, he doesn't know where he is small, anyway, he has become small, and the old man with big white hair has become his master.

Qiliang came back with a big gourd wine.Qiliang has learned spells, but he can't always learn them.He is very depressed, the master always says that he is a piece of wood,

He smiled and remembered that little junior brother, he was a piece of wood, and that little junior brother was originally a stone, wouldn't there be someone to bully in the future.

As soon as he thought of this, Qiliang was extremely proud, and walked to Da Yuan's side in a leisurely manner.

"Master, I'm back!"

Qiliang saw the man squatting next to the door, and shouted, "Eh, little ~~ junior brother is also here!"

I don't know why.

However, Da Yuan was unhappy, frowning and stabbing Qiliang's ass with a whisk.

"Qiliang, your little junior brother has a name, I don't know if it's called in the future, do you understand!"

Qiliang was a little aggrieved, hung his head and didn't dare to gnaw, and nodded.

"You, even a piece of wood, you can't learn anything! The day before yesterday, I learned a few styles of the twelve clear water swordsmanship that my teacher taught you."

Qiliang's face turned blue instantly, and he weakly stretched out his hand and slowly popped out three fingers.

When Da Yuan saw it, his eyes bulged out, and he was about to show up and blow the dust over.

Qiliang saw that the situation was not right, so he ran away, and before Dayuan could react, the person was gone.

I don't know how to laugh, because he saw Qiliang's pants fall off, obviously smaller than himself, and he called himself a little junior brother.

Shameless!

Da Yuan glanced at him and didn't say anything, he flicked his fingers and told him to find a place to wander around.

I don't know if I didn't want to stay here for a long time, and when I saw the gesture of the white-bearded old man, I was very happy.

is also like Qiliang and walks away.

Da Yuan's head was agitated and shouted, "I don't know, do you know where to go?"

I don't know how to touch my head and smile stupidly and said, "I don't know"

Da Yuan was very helpless in his heart, how could he have such a disciple, not to mention how long he could live, he was still a fool!

Alas, the number of lives!

"Go ahead, just don't go down the mountain. Da Yuan waved his hand and continued.

I don't know if I'm hungry.

He knew where to go, but there was a man in that place, a big fat man, with a spoon in his hand, who ate like a dog.

I don't know that some are afraid of him, afraid that he will eat himself. But he was hungry and walked there anyway.

"Oh, it's a little junior brother, why are you hungry?" said Du Fu as he waved the spoon in his hand and looked at the visitor.

Dufu is a cook and the third disciple of Wuqi Mountain Dayuan. The cultivation is not high, it can reach the golden pill, and it cannot be on the table. However, although it is not good to cultivate, it is good to cook.

"Little brother, are you hungry, what do you want to eat? Senior brother will make it for you. ”

Wadofu wiped the oil on his hand on his apron and dragged him to the side.

I don't know if I'm frightened and don't dare to speak, but my stomach is rumbling and I keep screaming.

I don't know what to eat when I look at the ingredients on the board. Hanging his head and scratching his hair, he said, "I don't know."

Wadofu frowned.

"Ah, I don't know"

"Okay, senior brother will bring you a special dish"

The food in Watofu was really good. I don't know if I'm too full, I'm holding on!

I don't know if I don't like to practice, but my bearded master always doesn't let go of himself. Especially swallowing the aura of heaven and earth is the most annoying, as soon as you sit down, it will be a whole day, and it is extremely boring.

He doesn't understand what the sentence in the master's mouth means, fate is impermanent?

There are few people in Wuqi Mountain, plus the yellow-skinned dog that can only howl and can't speak, there are only five people.

I don't know if I heard Qiliang say that there were two more before.

I don't know how to ask Qiliang, which two people?

Nanarashi also said that he didn't know, because he hadn't seen it.