Chapter Twenty-Four: The years are gradually leaving, and things are not people

Qiliang to Wuqi Mountain in the 219th year

"I don't know, you haven't been here for a few days, it's better to come than to come, the shop~~"

I don't know if I don't want to deal with him, this boss is not a good person, no matter who he knows or not, he will say it again, there are always a few people who are not smart enough, I don't know if it is one of them, but he didn't buy that peerless wine, because he didn't have enough money, and he didn't have money.

I don't know why the old Taoist priest just drank the wine in this store, he asked, but the old Taoist priest didn't say.

I didn't know how to throw away the gourd, so I squatted at the door and watched the people coming and going, all kinds of people.

He had never seen so many people, and life in Wuqi Mountain was too monotonous and boring.

Especially after the death of the dog, Wuqi Mountain became even more monotonous.

I don't know what the barking dog is doing, and he doesn't know why it died.

But it's dead, and I'm sad.

But the dog meat is quite delicious.

Watafuku didn't take a bite, he buried the dog's bones and skin, and buried them in the backyard where the dog used to live.

"I don't know, don't look at it, hurry up and bring the wine back, by the way, tell Da Yuan that old immortal to settle the account quickly, you know!"

I didn't know how to take a look at the gourd, and I glanced at the boss.

"Senior Brother Qiliang said, you are not honest, you are bullying me, you are not full!"

"Eh, Qiliang's little bastard!"

The boss's front teeth were completely gone, and his speech was not only leaking but also drooling.

"I don't know, you still know everything, that's it, this wine is for you today!"

I didn't know if he took the wine and ran away, he was afraid that the boss would regret it.

I don't know if he is the stupidest person in Wuqi Mountain, even Qiliang, who will never learn a trace of spells, is several times more powerful than him.

Fifty years ago, Nanarashi finally worked hard to learn his first spell since his practice, but its main purpose was not for anything else, it was to bully the unknown,

I don't know how stupid it is, but Qiliang didn't say it wrong at the beginning, it's a stone harder than wood, and I haven't learned anything

Anti-beating.

The old Taoist priest never said anything like scolding Qiliang, but he always sighed and said that his life was short.

Qiliang believed, but Dufu did not believe.

Qiliang said that he didn't know, and put up a senior brother's shelf, but this can't be blamed on Qiliang, there are only four people in the entire Wuqi Mountain, and finally a weaker one than himself came, but he can't let him run.

Don't die so early.

I didn't know that I ran back to Wuqi Mountain desperately with wine, and I didn't dare to delay for a moment.

Because someone is going to die!

Before he died, he said that he wanted to drink, and he told him to go and drink.

When I didn't know how to return to Wuqi Mountain desperately with wine,

He's dead.

I don't know if I'm really sad, I don't know if I don't want him to die.

I don't know how to cry, but he didn't have tears.

The Great Elder Taoist and Dufu stood beside the coffin, looking at the people in the coffin,

"You, I've told you to work hard to cultivate, but you just can't learn.

Da Yuan wiped two lines of old tears, hated that iron could not be made of steel, and put the money for buying the road in the funeral world into the coffin.

Du Fu didn't cry, because the person lying in the coffin said that the third senior brother, you are ugly when you laugh, and when you cry, it is simply fatal!

Lying in the coffin is a guy named Qiliang, who has been in Wuqi Mountain for two hundred and nineteen years and has not learned anything.

Even the name of that Qiliang was taken wrong, this person is bad at everything.

So he died!

It's a little ridiculous, when Qiliang died, he didn't know that he wasn't dead yet.

Qiliang died laughing when he died, and he thought that he didn't know that he didn't die because of his own earnest teachings for more than 100 years.

Nanarashi is the first dead man he has ever seen, the dead man can't speak, he didn't know what a dead man looked like before, he always wanted to see it.

But when Nanaliang's coffin board was closed, he didn't have the courage to take a look.

He wanted to cry like the old Taoist priest, but he couldn't!

It is desolate enough.

It was a snowless winter on the mountain that year, and Nanaliang was buried under the old locust tree he had said in the back mountain.

Because he said that if someone can't think of hanging themselves in the future, this tree is the best choice.

It's a pity that no one wants to come to Wuqi Mountain.

Qiliang was buried in the back mountain after the one hundred and thirty years.

I don't know if I don't want to be a Taoist priest anymore, because he is really a monk without any talent, and he has never thought of becoming a Taoist priest.

He couldn't bear the loneliness, and he didn't want to be the one Qiliang said when he was alive, if you don't work hard, you will have to wait for death!

He didn't want to be buried somewhere in that back mountain like his brother Qiliang.

The Great Elder Taoist priest didn't stop Ignori from descending the mountain, just as he didn't stop his eldest disciple and second apprentice before.

The Great Elder was 1,400 years old on the day of Qiliang's death, the longest life a monk of his kind could live.

On the night before he left, he gave him a purple spirit coin.

I don't know if I said such a sentence

"The Dao body has no soul, and it really won't last long, so change your name,"

Da Yuan didn't say anything to him about going out, if he was more careful, in his opinion, he didn't know that he really wouldn't live long.

I don't know if it was one afternoon in the bleak autumn, leaving the place where he had been for hundreds of years and all the joys, sorrows and sorrows he had been in for hundreds of years.

He brought a gourd of wine, which was told to be beaten on the day of the death of the dead Nanaliang.

Watsufu doesn't have any skills, so he can cook.

There is nothing to know, he remembers that before he went up the mountain, the mortal lady made himself a robe, he looked for it for a long time, and in that box, the clothes could not survive the years, and turned to ashes.

He probably forgot what his mother looked like, and he forgot what he went up the mountain for.

I don't know the day I go, he gave I don't know what he thought was the most beautiful thing.

A handful of soil from Wuqi Mountain

I don't know if I'm standing at the door in that washed white robe, I want to cry but I can't.

He's gone!

Before leaving, I went to Qiliang's grave and sat quietly for a while, probably because I felt that Qiliang died too early and had nothing for myself.

So I came to accompany him before leaving.

That night, Da Yuan finally couldn't survive the years and died in the room he didn't know the name of. He couldn't figure out why he didn't die, and he didn't want to know, because he didn't want to live forever.

Wafuku became the master of Mount Wuqi, the owner of a mountain with two tombs and countless liquor debts.

I don't know if he didn't change his name, he didn't know what to change.

Da Yuan's name is very good, he really doesn't know anything.