The sky was full of drizzle, silky and cold. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

These are the last rains of autumn, and in November, the unique cold of the North Sea will arrive in two days, and the days will soon be even colder.

Li Molan believes that at this time, there are already snowflakes drifting in the depths of the mountains north of the North Sea, and it will definitely be snowing for a long time, because it has always been like this in memory.

The old cow's hard hooves stepped on the puddle, splashing a puff of water, the old cow liked the feeling of rain moisture, it looked very pleasant, and there was a sense of joy between the steps.

The cheerful old cow carried Li Molan, who had a slightly melancholy temperament, walking on the grassland on the border of Songzhou, followed by a few people.

The old Taoist stood next to the old green cow and said curiously: "Young man, your cow is very powerful, not like a mortal thing. ”

Li Molan looked at Yuan Tiancheng, an old Taoist who turned into a soup chicken in the rain, and two equally miserable children, and smiled: "Our Xiaoqing is already psychic, of course extraordinary. ”

In order not to be too shocking, Li Molan surged his true qi in an area of about a few millimeters on the surface of his body, which made him seem to be affected by the wind and rain, but in fact, his green clothes were still very dry and not wet.

The old Taoist is an old oil man who has seen the wind and waves, and he saw the extraordinaryness of the young man at a glance, and forcibly asked to go with him, Li Molan thought about the way he told Muzi's fortune a few days ago, and he was also a little curious about this old Taoist, and did not refuse.

"Old man, who is your fortune teller?" he asked casually.

The old Taoist's face was full of rain, he wiped his face, looked at the drizzling mountain shadow in the distance, and said with a smile: "When I was young, I learned two hands with the immortals in the Taoist temple, and at that time I was stupid and couldn't learn the real way of immortality, so I learned a little carving insect skills to talk about comfort, and it became a means of making a living." ”

Li Molan thought to herself that if she could really spy on the past, future and heavenly fate, this would not be a small skill of carving insects, this was the same way as the left path of the side door, similar to the martial arts in the end, it is also to enter the road with martial arts, and the three thousand avenues are different paths to the same end, and it is not an immortal heavenly path in the end.

So he asked, "Sir, come and see how my life counts?" I am curious about my past and future. ”

The old Taoist said inscrutablely: "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed." ”

In response to the old Taoist, there were two white eyes.

The rain stopped in the evening, and three days later, the group crossed the mountains and came to a small basin surrounded by mountains on three sides, and a village appeared in their eyes.

The outside of the village is full of locust trees, and there is smoke rising in the village, and the scenery is pleasant between the green mountains and green waters.

It is indeed a pity that the acacia flowers are not in bloom, but Li Molan still rose up with joy in her heart, jumped off the back of the old green cow, said "Come with me", and swaggered towards the village.

Huzi and Muzi hurried to follow, and the old man, though curious, did not ask too much, and walked through the woods towards the village.

Walking through the meadow, you can see children playing in the village, and the scenery is not much different from many years ago.

Li Molan stepped on the dirt road at the entrance of the village and walked into the village, and several children next to the green fence wall were the first to notice his existence, recognized it, and shouted in surprise: "Brother Xiaolan, you are finally here!"

Hearing these shouts, some young and middle-aged men also walked out of the brewing workshop one after another, with surprises on their faces.

Li Molan smiled with a smile in his eyes, he remembered that these children were only four or five years old, and he also remembered that he stayed in Huaihua Village and borrowed them for many days, and he had a very close relationship with them, but he didn't expect that after so many years, they would still recognize themselves.

The young people in the village beckoned from afar.

Four years ago, Li Molan briefly described the method of making Huaihua wine to the winemakers here, and since then the life in the small village has been rising, and the Huaihua wine has even become famous far and wide, although it is not as good as Li Molan's own brewing, but it has also been called Qiong Jelly and Jade Liquid, and it has been fried to a sky-high price in some distant cities, making the life of the village much richer.

In the past, there were not too many tall wooden buildings in Huaihua Village, which was better than ordinary villages and towns, mostly built of mud walls and tiles, but now Li Molan came here again, but saw a lot of wooden two-story small buildings standing tall, and even the chicken pen vegetable garden was very different, and it was completely new.

Li Molan was greeting the people in the village, but Xu Yunhu and You Xiaomu were standing in the distance timidly, not daring to approach.

The old Taoist was thick-skinned and wore a dirty Taoist robe and stepped forward, but he did not shy away from chatting with these people, looking familiar, and the people in Huaihua Village knew that these were the children and old people who were Li Molan's companions, so they enthusiastically invited people in.

The old man who likes to sit at the entrance of the village is surnamed Wu, four years ago, he was drunk in the village with the old man, called him a brother, and when he saw Li Molan but did not see the dry wine poem, Uncle Wu stepped forward and wondered: "Where is the old man gone?"

Li Molan said softly: "Go west with the crane." ”

Uncle Wu was stunned for a moment, showing a sad look.

The rest of the people are a little sad, when the dry old man first came to Huaihua Village, he repelled the cultivators who did evil here with a sword, it is really the great benefactor of the village, it is as graceful as a mountain, over the years, for the master and apprentice who passed by the village but left a big impression on Huaihua Village, the people in the village can easily forget, always looking forward to these two interesting outsiders coming here again to see, but now goodbye, there is an old man who can never see each other again, it is impossible to say that he is not melancholy, but the people around him did not mention these sad things, and laughed that Xiao Lan'er must stay here for two more days。

Li Molan suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where is the little lotus?"

When he came to Huaihua Village for the first time, Kujiu Shi saw that there were cultivators doing evil here, trying to spoil a beautiful girl who was born beautiful, and pulled out a knife to help, and later in order to avoid trouble, the girl called Little Lotus went away, and it is said that she went to Yongzhou's relatives, so that Kujiu Shi and Li Molan did not see this little girl again when they came to Huaihua Village for the second time, and now Li Molan came here for the third time, so she was naturally a little curious.

Uncle Wu motioned to the gossipy people next to him to be quiet, then shook his head and said: "I don't know how the little lotus has been in Yongzhou over the years, and there is no news, but Yongzhou is such a big place, it will not be worse than here, the little lotus is good-looking, and I regretted it after sending her away, you said that if you let that girl marry your child, wouldn't it be good?"

Li Molan coughed, pretending not to hear the second half of the sentence, and then frowned: "No news?" after all, it's not safe, I'm going to Yongzhou next, and I'm going to see her by the way, right?"

Uncle Wu and other villagers all agreed, in addition to telling Li Molan the specific whereabouts of the little lotus back then, he also asked: "Xiaolan, are you going to live in our village for a few more days? ”

The wind drifted through the mountains and forests, through the fence walls and small wooden buildings.

Li Molan's hair was blown up, and she looked extraordinarily elegant, attracting the attention of many little girls in the village.

He said softly: "I can't stay longer, there is something wrong, but this wine naturally can't be missed." ”

The children were playing far away, running from the village to the other end, Huzi and Muzi two dolls were also happy to play with them, the old Taoist Yuan Tiancheng pretended to be a ghost and the simple young people in the village were playing tricks, and they didn't know what they were talking about, and it didn't take long for them to be regarded as gods, and probably fiddled with a fortune-telling technique.

Uncle Wu carried tables, chairs, benches and a chessboard from his own small courtyard, and wanted to play a game with Li Molan, Li Molan did not refuse, it was good to be able to relax for a few days, before entering Huaihua Village, he had killed a few cultivators silently, I was afraid that he would be seen by the old Taoist, for the sake of safety, he would leave in a day or two, go to Yongzhou, and stay here for a long time for fear that it will be involved in Huaihua Village.

The tables, chairs and benches are all brand new, it can be seen that Uncle Wu is very serious, Li Molan is not a national player with amazing chess strength, but Uncle Wu is really a stinky chess basket, in order to take care of the old man's face, he has to be more tolerant when he falls, sell some flaws, and wait until the old man laughs and thinks that the victory is in his hands.

Li Molan glanced at the old Taoist who was showing people palms in the village, and there was always a strong and extreme vigilance in his eyes, and then it faded and disappeared.

What is the identity of this old man, Li Molan can guess a few points, but he can see that he is not at ease, so he doesn't care.

In the evening, the old Taoist Yuan Tiancheng happily pinched his fingers at the entrance of the village to tell fortunes and watch the celestial phenomena, and the pretending master posture frightened several young people in the village into a daze, and the picture was a little funny.

Suddenly, a hand reached over and tugged at the corner of his clothes, timidly.

The old Taoist looked back and found that Huzi and Muzi were looking at him, and there seemed to be a lot of complicated emotions hidden in their eyes.

Children's minds are always obviously easy to guess, because they are simple, so their joys, sorrows and sorrows are always on their faces, and they can be seen at a glance, people's hearts are complex and unpredictable, but children's hearts are not polluted by too many magazines, they are the most pure and clear, and they are much easier to guess.

The old Taoist saw the complexity on their faces and wondered, "What's wrong?"

Xu Yunhu and You Xiaomu glanced at each other, and Huzi stood on the meadow and thought for a long time before he said an opening sentence: "Old gentleman, are you an immortal?"

The old Taoist was even more puzzled, but he still said shamelessly: "Yes." ”

At the same time, I also sighed in my heart that I was really getting more and more shameless.

Xu Yunhu said: "Can you take us as an apprentice?" ”

That's the real purpose.

The old Taoist was slightly stunned.

Children are the most deceitful, and the old Taoist Yuan Tiancheng, who is good at fooling, has finally set out the cause and effect these days, and the young man on the back of the cow doesn't seem to mind, so he asks the front and back very openly, but at the moment he still doesn't understand.

He rolled his eyes and glanced at Li Molan's direction, becoming more curious.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Why do you want to learn from the old man, isn't that kid quite suitable?"

Xu Yunhu said seriously: "We learned the ability to kill him, how can we learn from him." ”

This was a matter of course, and Yuan Tiancheng couldn't answer for a while.

So the old man asked, "But don't you ask for his opinion?"

"These two kids are very good, suitable for you to be apprentices. Li Molan's voice sounded coldly.

The old Taoist looked at Li Molan with a smile and said, "Do you really want to give it to me?"

Li Molan shook her head and said: "How can I have the energy to teach my disciples! If you can teach them some skills, can find trouble with Yu Boya, and can find trouble with me, then you can let go and teach, I think the two children are quite suitable to inherit your mantle." ”

To tell the truth, although he has been accustomed to the existence of the two little kings and eight lambs in his heart this month, he really wants to let these two children go with others, and he is a little uneasy.

Yuan Tiancheng still looked at him with a smile: "Reluctant?"

Li Molan said angrily: "Where can I be reluctant to give up, the two dolls think about how to kill me all day long, but they don't have the guts, they just block me by letting me around, so many people are chasing and killing me, how can I take care of them anymore." ”

The old Taoist stroked his dirty robe, thinking about whether it was time to take a bath, glanced at Li Molan, and said, "I see where you are the end of the world, it's quite leisurely, isn't it?"

Walking all the way from the border of Songzhou to Huaihua Village on the edge of Yongzhou, this young man was so calm and relaxed no matter what he encountered, where did he look like he was being wanted and hunted down by countless people?

Li Molan sighed and said: "I killed twenty people along the way from Songzhou to here, which is a lot, but all of them are miscellaneous fish of the Enlightenment Realm, which didn't make me embarrassed, if there are two masters of the Dragon Eye Realm at the same time, I will have to be a little more thrilled, besides, if the masters I met that night and the group of people from Emperor Zizhai appeared, I could only run." ”

The old Taoist smiled and said, "What, if you don't come here, will you run away?"

Li Molan said as a matter of course: "Run, you can't beat it, don't you run if you stand stupidly?"

The old Taoist asked: "Aren't you afraid of embarrassing your master?" How can you say that Jun Strange was also killed by your master, where can you scare Jun Buxie away?"

Li Molan said softly: "Sooner or later, I'll beat that gentleman up, but unfortunately I can't do it now." ”

The old Taoist squinted his eyes and smiled: "You are a bachelor, and you have a bit of your master's brazenness." ”

Li Molan shook his head: "This is different, I am pragmatic and rational, he just blows air with his mouth, although he also has this capital." ”

Xu Yunhu and You Xiaomu looked at the conversation between the two of them in a daze, listening to the clouds, and after thinking about it seriously, they still found nothing, so they showed a distressed look.

After thinking about it, Li Molan showed curiosity again and asked, "Senior, tell me who I will meet in the next few days, so I should be mentally prepared." ”

What the future holds, after all, no one is not curious, and so is he.

The old Taoist revealed his unfathomable profoundness, and said with a sense of urgency: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

Li Molan scolded secretly, then shook her head and smiled, and said: "After following us for so many days, your list is almost complete, right?

The old Taoist looked at the mortal children running in the mountains in the distance, and watched the wild flowers looming on the grassy slope swaying back and forth in the breeze.

He said softly: "There are talented people in the country, but in the past ten years, it is really amazing, what are you worried about." ”

Li Molan said: "Although it is a false name, it is also related to my master's face. ”

His expression was serious, and it was the first time he had attached importance to this kind of and external fame.

In Beihai, the Tianchen Dao people who have always been known for their mystery and unpredictability smiled silently, not knowing what they were thinking. (To be continued.) )