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Daling Mountain, surrounded by the sea on all sides, the main peak is ten thousand battles high, straight into the clouds, unclimbable, surrounded by peaks under the knees, stretching tens of millions of square kilometers, the top of the peaks, snow-capped, the sea of clouds is long, just like a fairyland-

Its vast territory and magnificent momentum can be described as the originator of the mountain!

The vegetation in the mountains is luxuriant, the ancient trees are towering, all kinds of rare birds and beasts emerge in endlessly, here is the paradise of animals, the kingdom of plants.

In the middle of Daling Mountain, there is a vast basin, with a radius of nearly 1,000 square kilometers, surrounded by high mountains on all sides, among which there are hills, river valleys, fields, mountains and rivers, and there are towns and towns and city outlines from far to near、、、、、、

Between the towns and villages, there are many small roads, bamboo forest people, just like a paradise, the scenery is picturesque, and the beauty is breathtaking. There are many low thatched huts scattered between the hills and forests, there are dirt roads, wooden bridges are connected, villages are connected, and every household is corresponding, and the large villages of thousands of people are scattered from sparse to dense, all over the entire central location.

The center of the village is surrounded by several streets, on both sides are arranged board houses, also shops, low, civil and brick structures, one by one vertical and horizontal, some are also high up a small attic, the attic is holding their own signboards, there are cloth sellers, rice sellers, tea sellers, wine sellers -

There is a big flag on a street in the middle, with three big characters on it: "Wanlai Town"!

A big river runs from west to east, around the west side of "Wanlai Town", the river is wide, although the flow speed is peaceful, but the depth is unreachable. The source of the river comes from the depths of Daling Mountain, so the locals call this river "Spirit River"!

It is a metaphor for all living beings, living on the river, the mother river, the river of life.

People live a peaceful and peaceful life by fishing, hunting, farming, and farming, and live a peaceful and peaceful life for generations.

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On a new day, the sun rises from the east mountain, the golden light is ten thousand ways, the sky is full of colorful clouds, a magnificent pastoral landscape jumps in front of you, the magpie branches are calling, the geese and ducks swim in the water, the cattle and sheep are full of the hillside, and the shepherd boy is in the field、、、、、、

The people who lived in the mountains also came out, collecting firewood, hunting, carrying on their backs, carrying their backs, men, women, and children all empty-handed, walking on mountain roads, stepping on ridges, and rushing to the bazaar of Wanlaizhai one by one.

Deep in the dense forest to the west of Wanlai Town, there lived a strange half-old man, about fifty years old, in super good health, with a childish face and full of energy, who made a living by selling medicine and fortune-telling.

Rush to the market every day, set off before dawn every day, dozens of miles of mountain roads, the old man walks like flying, and walks in one or two hours. On weekdays, he speaks little, doesn't communicate with others, never joins in the fun, goes alone, has no relatives and friends, and is lonely. No one knows where he came from, what he has been through?

But he has excellent medical skills, good at incurable diseases, has a wonderful hand rejuvenation technique, through his pulse of men, women and children, not out of three doses of medicine, medicine to the disease, recovery as before, in Wanzhai small fame, better than the general professional Lang;

Moreover, the hexagram is also very good, and it is like a god, what is your family situation? What year and month, what kind of incidents will happen? What twists and turns have you experienced? In his eyes, she has not concealed anything, and she has brought out everything without missing a single thing.

Because of his harsh expression and seemingly indifferent and ruthless, some people jokingly call him "Old Wood", and some people call him "Leng Banxian"!

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When the sun illuminated the eastern mountain, Leng Banxian had already walked out of the mountain and rushed to the Wanlai Town market along the riverside of the mountain. At the fork of the river, there is a wooden bridge, because the river is too wide, there are twenty or thirty meters, under the local bridge-building technology, it is too simple, the pure wooden pile structure, a big water, often broken off, so the locals call this bridge "broken bridge".

As soon as the bridge is broken, there is only a boat to enter and exit the mountains and forests, so there is a long-term ferry by the river, and there is a boatman's family. After a long time, most of them have known each other. Before the bridge was broken, the boatman went fishing, and the boatman became a fisherman.

There are a few big willow trees on the shore of the bridge, in early summer, the new branches and green leaves, a piece of green, the branches and leaves are prosperous, there are thousands of postures, the style is varied, a few magpies stand on the branches to face the rising sun, are chirping happily.

A middle-aged man who was picking firewood was resting under a tree, sweating profusely, black and thin, coarse cloth and patched, dirty and old, two large bundles of dry firewood weighing more than 100 pounds, bundled solidly and neatly, stacked on the side of the road; next to him were two teenage boys, each carrying a small bundle, the same ragged and dilapidated.

When they saw Leng Banxian, dressed in a gray and white robe, clean and tidy, without patches, he was as energetic as a rich man, walking briskly, and they couldn't take their eyes off each other, looking at each other in unison. I can't wait for a few bundles of firewood to find a buyer, so I don't have to go so far, especially the two children, the eyes that want to sell, all kinds of eagerness-

And Leng Banxian pretended not to see it, did not squint, walked lightly, perhaps silently reciting in his heart, "Civilian cloth, survive!"

Based on his experience of seeing things like a god, and seeing that the seasons are abnormal this morning, it is estimated that something may have happened. What exactly is it? I can't think of it for the time being.

It's still early in the town, and the business people have just opened the shop, the door panels are rattling, the noodle shop, the baked cake shop has just lit the cigarettes, and I heard the shopkeeper shouting Xiao Er's voice.

"Ergou is up, up, carrying water, open all the door panels!"

"Old Zhangtou, use all the leftovers from yesterday, don't waste them!"

"Hey, whose paparazzi is this, didn't come back all night last night? Sleeping under the eaves of my house? Why don't you get out of here?"

Then I saw a bare-skinned boy, dressed in shabby clothes, crawling out from under the dark eaves under the crackling of the boss's wooden stick, dirty and smelly, running aimlessly to another street.

Leng Banxian's stall is outside a noodle restaurant in the center of the street, the stall is very simple, a small wooden table, a red paper, on which is written to seek medical treatment, ask medicine, look at the physiognomy, fortune telling, hang upside down on the edge of the small table, with a box of bamboo sticks, a stone ruler pressed, and then put on a worn-out folding paper fan, an old old book, the old yellow, falling off, the cover has a dragon and snake gossip pattern, it looks like a book from heaven, the gods are secret;

Then let the shopkeeper make a pot of tea, usually he sat quietly aside, his eyes dizzy and drowsy, as if he was open and closed, intentionally or unintentionally looking at the crowd of people, looking for prey, so that it would be considered to be open.

Eat the noodles of the noodle restaurant when you are hungry, drink the tea made by the noodle restaurant when you are thirsty, take care of the noodle restaurant business, and also attract popularity for the noodle restaurant, so you can stay at the door of the noodle restaurant for a long time.

But today Leng Banxian came to the town, but found that it was different from usual, and there was a small table covered with old cloth next to his stall, which was also red paper and bamboo sticks, on which it was written to look at the physiognomy, tell the fortune, and did not seek medical advice.

An old man in a half-shirt, wearing a felt hat, sat there with a crooked face, holding a sign wrapped in black cloth in his hand, and when he saw Leng Banxian coming, he ignored it, turned his head to the side, and looked arrogant, as if he had premeditated it and came to seek revenge?

Leng Banxian saw it from a distance, and was shocked at first, thinking that this was obviously to grab business and jobs? This person has an unfamiliar face, not like he is local, no wonder he doesn't understand the rules. The magpie should not have chirped for this thing this morning?

He suddenly felt angry in his heart and strode forward.

Walking forward, he didn't alarm him first, and when he entered the store, the boss pointed to the old man outside, and bowed his head to Leng Banxiandao,

"I came in the middle of the night, and it was not good to drive him away next to my store, and I was not good, I was afraid that it would affect the business, and it was not good to be rude!"

Then he pointed to his head again, "Maybe there's something wrong here?"

Leng Banxian sneered and said in a low voice,

"I'll chase him away!"

Then he moved out of his small wooden table and walked outside, next to the old man to put it down.

The old man still turned to the side with his head held high, ignoring him.

Seeing this, he was even more angry, and took out a stone ruler from his package and knocked it twice on the table. In this way, the old man turned his head to look at him, and saw Leng Banxian's angry face, but he still didn't care?

I also felt a stone ruler from my satchel, but I didn't knock it, and gently put it on his table, as if to say, who are you scaring with that play?

Leng Banxian glanced at him, held back his anger, didn't speak, and pointed to the opposite side, on the opposite side was a seller of bamboo utensils, and some rural businessmen also came, took a good position, and were placing their own bamboo utensils.

Signal to him, you can move to the other side, why are you next to me? This is my territory?

The old man still ignored it, turned his head to the side again, and sneered contemptuously, as if to say, rely on your ability to eat, this is not your home, are you in charge?

Leng Banxian saw that this old man was so rude, and there was no one in his eyes, and it was the first time he had encountered it in most of his life. The fire came up at once, and I thought, if you don't move the real thing, it won't work!

Without saying a word, he kicked the old man's table away, sprinkled bamboo sticks on the ground, and the "table" rolled straight to the opposite side of the street, attracting passers-by to stop and watch.

After he kicked it, he realized that the old man was not a wooden table, but a bamboo basket that he had picked up out of nowhere.

Seeing this scene, the old man slowly turned his head to look at Leng Banxian, his two old eyes turned from previous indifference to anger, still holding the black cloth sign in his hand, and did not speak-

Leng Banxian put his hands on his waist and set up a formation, and the audience thought that an old man's confrontation with Sanda was inevitable?

However, in everyone's expectations, the two old men did not do it after all.

The old man sitting on the ground saw that his table was kicked to the opposite side, and saw that although the other party was old, he had strong muscles and bones, and his eyes were fierce and brute.

I thought about it or endured it, and when I first arrived, let him go back.

So he got up, put the black cloth board aside, bent down to pick up the bamboo sticks on the ground, and scolded while picking up his heart, "Count you fierce, count you ruthless, good will be rewarded, evil will be rewarded, it's not that you don't report it, the time has not come!"

After picking it up, I returned to the opposite side, but still didn't leave, so I re-set up the bamboo basket on the opposite side, with an angry face, thinking, "Lao Tzu won't go, see what you can do with me?"

Leng Banxian opened the formation, ready to have a vicious fight, and suddenly saw that the other party was soft to step down, without anger, he was proud, and looked at the old man looking for signs all over the ground, he also accepted the formation and began to set the stage.

Putting a small table on the ground, the ground shook loudly, slammed a stone ruler on the table, and demonstrated to the other party, thinking, "Fight with me, bring humiliation on yourself, how old are you?

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