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It was only said that it was the second half of the night when the group of Qingming arrived at the lonely store, most of them had already gone back to their rooms to sleep, and there were only two bartenders waiting in the front hall, five or six guests who had supper. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After asking for the room, Qing Ming and Qi Huan asked for something to eat below, at this time there was still the old man sitting in the corner, a pot of tea had not yet been drunk, and Dao Man on the side had long been unable to hold back his sleepiness, and fell asleep on the table.

Originally, Qing Ming and the others didn't care about this old man, and the old man didn't seem to want to talk to them, but when Kuoluo came down from the upstairs, this person stared at the young man for a while.

"Eh, what are you always staring at me?" Kuoluo, who had been looking at him for a long time, asked the old man, and Qing Ming knew the situation.

The old man's face was still full of a shallow smile, "I am a superior immortal, but I don't care about people, pitiful, lamentable, pathetic!"

"What did you say?" Listening to the old man say something he didn't understand, he was a little angry, and was about to get up to ask clearly, when he was stopped by Qing Ming on the side.

"The old man is talking to us?" Qing Ming got up and looked over there and asked, Momen's etiquette has long been familiar to him from elementary school to adulthood.

The old man sat there and didn't look at Qing Ming, just turned the teacup in his hand, and muttered in his mouth,

"The green sycamores of the world,

Sink in the swamp.

If you ask the red edge is good,

Kunyu is choosing the east. ”

Qing Ming walked forward slowly and made a promise to the old man, "Please also ask the master to point it out." ”

The old man glanced at him, "Fate is determined by heaven, and luck cannot be born on your own, what can I explain to you?"

Qing Ming was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then sat down opposite the old man with his shirt, at this time Dao Man was woken up, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Qing Ming sitting in front of him, and he was coldly startled, turned his head and glared at the old man over there, his eyes were clearly complaining that he shouldn't cause trouble again.

asked for a pot of Lingbud Zun, Qing Ming personally presented it to the old man, and said with a smile: "Since it is really fate, then why do you bother to say this book of heaven, are you not afraid of being punished?"

The old man took a sip of new tea, closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, and then said with a smile: "Fate is determined, fortune is moved, people are in the sky, things are achieved in people, there is no limit to cultivation, why bother talking?"

Qing Ming, "......"

The old man continued: "Let's go, 500 times in the past life can be exchanged for a brush in this life, 50,000 times to look back in this life to have a word to talk about, how many times do you have to be side by side to get today's persuasion! Even if I want to miss it, I can't, if there is no theory of saving people and cultivating virtue, do you think I am willing to say it!"

Qing Ming was speechless, watching the old man become mung bean eyes, and the black lines on his head fell straight away.

At this time, Kuoluo came from that side, "You make it clear, who is the person, and which one do you want to persuade?"

Qing Ming glanced at his brother in surprise, but he didn't expect him to hear the old man's words clearly.

Seeing Kuoluo coming, the old man opened his eyes and looked at him twice, "You are no one, I want to persuade you!"

Kuoluo stepped on the stool on the side and stared at the old man with an angry face, "You advise, I don't care about anyone!"

The old man looked at the little boy and squinted slightly, but he didn't say a word, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Dao Man looked at his master and choked again, this time he was still a half-old child, his face was a little unbearable, and he hurriedly said good things to the master, "Don't blame the little donor, my master is drunk, drunk." ”

Kuoluo glanced at him, "Drinking tea can also be intoxicating?"

Dao Man said: "Drunk in the heart, not in the table, and rushing to the surface, no wonder." ”

Kuoluo laughed, "It looks like you are a teacher who teaches people to be good, why did you recognize him as a master!"

The old man looked at the finger that Kuoluo pointed at him, and an old face was horizontally raised to the sky, and he was about to speak, but he was stopped by Daoman.

Dao Man got up and saluted Qing Mingkuoluo,

"Hongchen fate has no surname,

Why can't the city return to the road?

As soon as you are condemned,

The idiot awakens to the hall of hell.

Misrepresentation and persuasion, our sin, for the sake of being rude, there is a string of jewels, although there is no channeling only for the gods, but it also protects the benefactor in this life. ”

Dao Man said and took out a string of beads from his arms and sent it to his eyes, which was originally a vessel of enlightenment, strong and fragrant, and Qing Ming also recognized it as a rare treasure in the world.

But Kuoluo didn't know the goods, leaving a sentence of "who is rare" turned his head and left, Qing Ming took the thing and looked at it again, and smiled at Daoman: "Look at you are a Taoist, what is the use of this Buddha bead?"

Dao Man said: "The Tao Buddha becomes good, regardless of you and me, make a good fate, everyone returns, and the donor takes care." ”

Qing Ming was silent for a moment, then put his things away, thanked Dao Man, and left.

Daoman sat down again, and the old man next to him was still drinking tea, muttering to himself,

"A fool knows nothing about what is true and what is false,

Mistaking a saint for mediocrity. ”

Dao Man glanced at him, "Master, we have no money." ”

The old man waved his hand in response, "If you don't have it, you don't have it, money is a vulgar thing, what use do you want it?"

Daoman also responded to him, "Okay, tomorrow and even later, your old man will not eat, drink tea, and find an inn, if you continue to build like this, I'm afraid even I will have to sell it to you." ”

The old man was stunned for a while with a sideways face, and then said: "If one person is saved, all living beings will be saved, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Daoman, "......"

Early in the morning, when the sky was dawning, Helian Xuanqing left the house and took Shaoqing Junze away, and when he passed by the front hall, he saw that the old man was still sitting there last night, and he couldn't figure out whether he had not slept all night or had woken up and ran there to sit, so he inevitably said hello, asked for a pot of tea for him, and left.

After a while, Qing Ming and the others came down from upstairs, and of course they also saw the old man sitting in the corner, but they were gone.

Qing Ming made a promise in front of him, and bought a pot of tea for him, "Old man, you drink slowly, we will leave first!" After speaking, he left with Kuoluo.

The old man said to himself in the back:

"Ascend into heaven and into earth and pray three times,

Neither is there.

When the soul flies,

Fang knew that my life was originally an immortal. ”

Qing Ming, who was walking in front, glanced back at the old man, and didn't say anything, just thought for a moment, and then left the inn with a group of people and horses, and ran away in the footsteps of Helian Xuanqing.

Thinking that the distance between these two groups of people was only a few hours, Qing Ming, who was already desperate, no longer thought that he could catch up with Helian Xuanqing, so he was wandering leisurely behind, letting the person in front of him wave as much as he wanted.

But since it is a trip, instead of returning empty-handed, it is better to go to the Daomen City to take a look, if Helian Xuanqing really wants to go back to the Daomen, how can he meet at that time, if he is not returning to the Daomen, then he really wants to see where this person goes.

Helian Xuanqing is not a member of the Daomen, and even if he is, is he betrayed......

I think that the spies of that gate have already reported what happened to Momen, if he really got there, should he explain something......

Along the way, Qing Ming had a small calculation in his heart, but he really couldn't figure out what his father was going to do, seeing their faces so embarrassed that night, could something important happen?

This world, which seems to have been peaceful for a hundred years, is it going to go through another ordeal, just like the corpse nine of the year, killing a river of blood and a mountain of dry bones, reproducing the Dongyue Emperor, a hundred gods and thousands of saints, what a grand scene it must be, when the time comes, he will show his face or something, in case he is taken by the emperor and accepted as a disciple, then he will not be able to glorify his ancestors......

Thinking like this, Qing Ming couldn't help but show an imperceptible smile on his face.

No one knew that this man, who seemed to be steady and depressed on the surface, sometimes thought like his brother, and was so naïve that he couldn't help laughing......