Before Pei Qian left the mural city and asked the god of the Xue River.

The ruins of the immortal mansion in the mural city scroll, the ancestor Yan Su, let the only descendant disciple Pang Lanxi continue to practice swords, if you want to rest for a while, it doesn't hurt. Yan Su opened the ban on mountains and rivers, returned to the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall, and then came to the Hanging Sword Pavilion halfway up the mountain, and met the Nalan Patriarch from the Upper Sect of the Middle Earth Phima Sect.

An ancestor from the Shangzong is extremely old and has a very high seniority, he is the junior brother of the sect master of the Shangzong, and the ancestor neither flew the sword to transmit the message in advance, nor did he go straight to the ancestral hall on the top of the mountain, Yan Su was of course a little worried.

The green Muyi Mountain, halfway up the mountainside, surrounded by white clouds all the year round, such as a white jade belt wrapped around the waist of the green shirt immortal.

When Yan Su arrived outside the Hanging Sword Pavilion, the Nalan Patriarch was drinking with Wei Yusong, and the old man was drunk, laughing, stretching out his hand indiscriminately, and crushing the white clouds outside the pavilion.

Yan Su breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Patriarch Nalan drank wine, he would be easier to speak, and Wei Yusong could be regarded as having made a contribution.

The pair of young men and women with swords on their backs took the initiative to salute Yan Su, and Yan Su's eyelids trembled slightly, and his heart tightened.

Long admired the name, the man's name wishes, the woman's name heart, a pair of Taoist couples, all of them are the Yuan Infant Realm, although they have not yet entered the Upper Five Realms, but they are destined to be the future masters of the Impermanence Department of the Ancestral Master Hall.

The world is impermanent, except for some side doors, not to mention, they are all from the upper sect of the Phi Ma Sect.

Patriarch Nalan did not take his descendants to travel across continents, but brought these two difficult characters to the next sect, which is a reminder in itself.

After Wei Yusong sat down in Yan Su, he said bluntly: "Patriarch Nalan is here to ask the guilt, and I feel that we are too involved with the Dali Song family. ”

The woman named Chengxin took out a book from her sleeve, handed it to Yan Su, and said with a smile: "Yan Zhanglu will read this book first." ”

Yan Su didn't know what to do, and he knew the quality of the book when he started, it was not a fairy book at all, Wei Yusong's face was sad, and Yan Su began to flip through the books.

Nalan Patriarch continued to pull Wei Yusong, the younger generation of the lower sect, to drink together, the old monk was in the mural city, almost bought an immortal Chengcha celadon pen wash, the bottom is not in line with the rules of etiquette, just a cold poem that is not recorded, "Chengcha leads the immortals, and has been to the side of the three-star column." ”

The old monk was happy to see it, because he knew the goods, and he was more eye-catching, not how good the celadon pen wash was, what a great magic weapon, it was worth two or three small summer money, but the old monk was willing to spend a Gu Yu money to buy it. Because this poem is not widely circulated in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, the old monk happens to know it, not only does he know it, but he also sees it with his own eyes as a poet and hears it with his own ears.

The mountaintop immortals who are good friends with the Nalan patriarch in the Middle Earth Divine Continent all know the good poetry of the old man, in addition to the green words and the poems of the immortals, they also like a kind of ghost poetry, a kind of elegant conversation similar to the ghost of Hanlin, the poems are mostly pavilion styles, and one is the old ghost of the previous dynasty, and he likes to be in the poems, involving the ancients in the book and the masters of poetry and literature in the past dynasties. As long as the old man sees and hears something, he will record it one by one.

But Patriarch Nalan thinks that the most interesting thing about this poem is not in the content of the poem, but in the name of the poem, which is extremely long and long, and even more words than the content, "In the last year of Yuanbao, I slept drunk during the day according to the Chunming Gate, and dreamed of swimming with Qingtong Tianjun in the galaxy, waking up from wine and waking up from my dream, and I was happy, and I made a poem."

When the old man was just a teenager, he once traveled down the mountain with his master, and then in a stormy secular dynasty, he met a down-and-out scholar named "Bai Ye", and the master invited him to drink, and the scholar used this poem as a drink money. At that time, after hearing the extremely long name, the young man thought that it would be a long poem of hundreds of words, but he never thought that together with the "Chengcha to lead the immortals, he once went to the side of the three-star column", a total of only twenty-eight words. Then the boy couldn't help but ask, "Is it gone?" the scholar had already gone out laughing.

Patriarch Nalan put down the flask and asked, "Finished reading?"

Yan Su's face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice: "Patriarch Nalan, don't you also believe the content of this book?"

Patriarch Nalan sneered.

Wei Yusong said: "Patriarch Nalan wants to determine one thing, how can this kind of book gradually spread in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, so that it is readily available on the cross-continent ferry. What is written in the book can be important or not, but who it is, why did it write this book, and why did we get involved with Chen Ping'an written in the book, is the only thing that Patriarch Nalan wants to know. ”

Nalan Patriarch is to crush the white clouds in the mountains, Yan Su is to crumple the books in his hand and smash them, and wave them out of the hanging sword pavilion casually. So I had to be extremely aggrieved and asked Wei Yusong for a pot of wine.

Patriarch Nalan said slowly: "Zhu Quan is too simple, thinking about things, and likes to think about complexity and simplicity. Wei Yusong is too eager to make money, and he wants to change the overstretched situation of the Phi Ma Sect, which belongs to the eyes of the money that can't climb out, Yan Su, you two ancestors of the Phi Ma Sect, and you don't care about scolding people, I don't come here in person, take a look with your own eyes, don't worry. ”

Yan Su poured a sip of wine and said in a muffled voice: "Patriarch Nalan won't just come to the Bone Beach to take a look twice, anyway, if the Shangzong side is annoyed by this, he must find a scapegoat, it's very simple, I, Yan Su, will take care of this matter alone, and it has nothing to do with Zhu Quan and Wei Yusong." ”

Patriarch Nalan said: "Before I came, the Shangzong side had a conclusion, no matter what, we had to break off this deal with the Piyun Mountain and the Dali Song Clan. As for why I came, of course, the ancestor hall of the upper sect is more angry, you should be very clear, whether it is the Phi Ma Sect or the Middle Earth Sect, let's not talk about the truth, just say that for this kind of person in the book, he is full of ingenuity, blindly relying on his life, pretending to cultivate his mind, but in fact, he only knows the cultivation power, and he only gives up on the road of cultivation, and he has always hated it the most, and he would rather believe that he has it, not to mention that this book is circulating very fast, and Shangzong is not willing to let the whole Phi Ma Sect fall into a dung pit for some fairy money. ”

Patriarch Nalan said to Yan Su: "Zhu Quan doesn't care about anything, he is still the master of a sect, to put it mildly, you Yan Su wants to take the blame, why? Besides, with Xiao Quan'er's temperament, it is not your turn to be this good person." ”

Yan Su muttered in a low voice: "Patriarch Nalan is not blind to follow the predecessors of the sect, we have a cross-continent ferry at home, walk a few more steps......

Speaking of this, Yan Su was dumbfounded. When I went to Luoluo Mountain in Aquarius, could I see that Chen boy?

Wei Yusong said: "In order to keep my name, I am afraid of being infamy, it is not my monk of the Phi Ma Sect, Nalan Patriarch, I still mean that, since the upper sect has an order, the lower sect should obey it, and all the business with Luoluo Mountain can be broken, but from today on, I, Wei Yusong, will move the chair of the Phi Ma Sect Patriarch Hall out, and no longer care about money, go to Qinglu Town, follow the Zhu sect master, and deal with the white skeleton together, and get along with the ghosts, but it is easy." ”

Yan Su said angrily: "I have been favored by my teacher for a long time, and I can do whatever the sect should do, but I can't harm my own disciples and lose my morality! Be a monk of the Phi Ma Sect of a bird, go to Luoluo Mountain, and worship what you want, and burn incense and worship the statue directly in the Luoluo Mountain Patriarch Hall!"

Patriarch Nalan smiled and said, "Yo, scare me one by one? Dare to invite me to drink before, not a toast or a punishment?"

Wei Yusong shook his head and said, "Don't dare." ”

Yan Su dropped the wine jug, "What can you do to scare an old dizzy guy?!"

Patriarch Nalan didn't have the same knowledge as Yan Su, and got up with a smile, "Go to the Patriarch Hall of the Phi Ma Sect, remember to call Zhu Quan back." ”

Wei Yusong glared at Yan Su, who was angry.

On the way to the Patriarch Hall on the top of Muyi Mountain, Wei Yusong obviously didn't want to give up, and said to Nalan Ancestor: "The landscape formation of my Phi Ma Sect can have today's situation, in fact, it is thanks to Luoluo Mountain, and the Ghost Valley has been stable for ten years. ”

Nalan Patriarch said with a smile: "This matter, the Ancestor Hall of the Upper Sect mentioned it earlier, is it because my old eyes are dizzy, and my memory is not good?"

Wei Yusong was completely dead and no longer persuaded anything.

After Zhu Quan was called back to the ancestral hall, he only said one sentence, if you don't bully people like this, the old lady should not be the sect master.

Patriarch Nalan neither nodded nor retorted, but only asked Do you still know that you are a sect master?

Zhu Quan was speechless.

Yan Su was a little anxious, he was already bold enough, don't come nonsense to Zhu Quan.

The old patriarch of Nalan is really a person who doesn't eat oil and salt, and if he doesn't say that he is not the sect master, he can, think about it first, and meditate in the patriarch hall for a few days, and then decide to resign from the position of the sect master, just say hello to every hanging statue in the patriarch hall, and that's it. When the time comes, you Zhuquan will leave the Patriarch Hall, just go to Qinglu Town in the Ghost Snake Valley, anyway, whether there is a sect master in the Phi Ma Sect or not, it is almost the same. There is no need to say hello to him, after the flying sword sends a message to the sect, he can soon change to someone who can be the sect master. Although the Phi Ma Sect is said to be a lower sect, in the end, it is the master of a sect in this vast world, and the old guy who is willing to come to Beiju Luzhou over there in the Ancestral Hall of the Upper Sect grabbed a lot of them.

After that, Zhu Quan stayed in the Patriarch Hall, anyway, Yan Su went with wine every once in a while, and it was not good to drink in the Patriarch Hall, so the two of them drank at the gate. From time to time, Zhu Quan turned around and raised the wine jug to the gate to help the ancestors who could no longer drink on the statues to relieve their hunger.

In the shop in the mural city, the young woman's shopkeeper saw Pang Lanxi, and she smiled.

There were no customers in the shop, and Pang Lanxi lay on the counter, complaining bitterly, complaining that the swordsmanship taught by the master was too difficult and too difficult to learn.

She said that Pei Qian and a friend named Li Huai had come to the shop before, and when they saw that you were not there, they said that they would come to you when they went home.

Pang Lanxi couldn't help laughing and said, "That Pei Qian, isn't it weird?"

The young woman shook her head, "No, she knows how to do things." ”

It's just that she sighed suddenly, and the eyes of the girl before seemed to be able to speak. Then she seemed to understand the words in Pei Qian's eyes again.

Just taking advantage of the opportunity when Pang Lanxi was by her side, she pursed her lips and made up her mind that it was time to talk to him about that matter, she plucked up the courage and said: "Lanxi, my previous idea was that I had saved some fairy money in the shop over the years, and I could still afford to buy a box of the immortal elixir that can help women stay in their faces, and they will age slowly, and their white hair will grow slowly......"

Pang Lanxi was about to speak, but she shook her head, "Let me finish first." I used to just think so, strive to live a long life, and then it will become unsightly, and I will become a gray-haired old woman who is drooping and old, if you change your mind, I won't blame you. But I don't want to be like this now, it just so happens that the land lady here in our mural city says that she has always wanted to unload the burden and go out to see, and I have a chance to inherit her identity, but the land lady said to me directly, becoming a god here, although the rank is not high, just a land woman, but I don't have a fairy root and fairy fate, the so-called first-line opportunity, is to rely on the blessing of the old immortals of Muyi Mountain, so I want to ask you, do this, will you be embarrassed?"

Pang Lanxi nodded, her eyes were gentle, her tone was firm, just one word, "Okay!"

The young woman breathed a sigh of relief, but she was inevitably a little uneasy, after all, what the land mother-in-law said was that the shape was broken, the soul was tormented, and so on, it was really scary.

A beautiful girl with grace and curls "broke the ground" from the ground outside the shop, and she is the mother-in-law of the land of Muyi Mountain.

She looked solemn, "One of you really dares to promise me, the other really dares to promise her, there is a great danger in this, I can say okay, although you are proficient in the soul of the Phi Ma Sect, but accidents are inevitable, I really want me to say, it is better to let her go to the swaying river to be a nominal goddess, even if in fact it is still a female ghost whose soul is detained, not the body of a god, but it is much more stable than becoming a land in danger." That Xue Lao Zhouzi is under the fence of the Phi Ma Sect, and he will not sell you Pang Lanxi's face. ”

Pang Lanxi thought for a while, "Anyway, this matter is not in a hurry, I asked Chen Ping'an to go back, he thought about things the most." ”

Speaking of this, Pang Lanxi tugged at the collar, "I'm the registered worship of Luoluo Mountain, can he not help with this little favor?"

The young woman smiled and nodded, stretched out her fingers, and gently hooked Pang Lanxi's hand. Pang Lanxi held her slender jade hand with her backhand.

The girl sighed: "It's greasy, it's really greasy." Why don't you just close the shop and do something nonsense? I don't peek and eavesdrop on anything. ”

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The old ancestor of Shangzong, who was not close to people and had already aroused the anger of the people of the Phi Ma Sect, did not have the interest to leave Muyi Mountain, but took the young couple of the Impermanence Department of Shangzong and lived. It's rare to go out, you always have to go shopping, and if you have something to do with the flying sword, in fact, the old ancestor of Nalan really wants to go to the Fuping Sect in Tongyezhou, and the Fuping technique over there is wonderful.

However, the old patriarch is not idle, every day to see the mirror flowers and water moon, mainly to facilitate the understanding of the recent situation on the mountains of Nanpo Suo Zhou and Fuyao Zhou, or to use the palm of the mountain and river supernatural power, to take a look at the swaying river, otherwise it is to turn out the poetry collection compiled by himself, take some white clouds from the halfway mountainside hanging sword pavilion, condense into a bookcase, put a large stack of poetry collections, and then take a round of water moon from the swaying river, hang next to the bookcase, as a light.

The immortal master on the mountain, the fish and the dragon are mixed, although there is also the one who frolicks in the world like the old village, and the flavor is great. However, most of them are still like Nalan Patriarch, who is not stained with red dust and has fairy wind bones.

But in fact, the old monk was born in the market, not a child of a wealthy family, let alone an immortal species born in the mountains, but he has been practicing in the mountains since he was a child.

One night, the old monk closed a book of poems.

I remember that when I first went out on a trip, Master sent him to the gate of the mountain and said, "Go into the mountain." ”

The boy was puzzled and asked why he didn't go down the mountain.

Master didn't explain anything.

It was only later, not because I was a teenager for too many years, that I understood the deep meaning of the master, it turned out that the path of cultivation and mountaineering is not easy to walk, and the hearts of the people in the world are many dangerous mountains, and entering this mountain makes it even more difficult for people to walk.

The old man sighed, opened the only book of poetry outside the landscape travelogue, continued to read the opening thousands of words, as for the content afterward, what adventure fortune, what both learned boxing and read the young man and the goddess, the ghost poetry and singing harmony, Qingqing I and I, the sea swear and the alliance, what is in the rivers and lakes three or two punches is Ren Xia righteousness, leaving a mess to turn a blind eye, and then don't care, after the rivers and lakes are famous again and again, there is only what sunset whips famous horses, drinks and sings and travels away, what smoky miasma, it is simply unsightly.

The old man continued to read the book, and asked the young man and woman on the side, "Yes, satisfied, do you think what is written in the book is true or false?"

The woman shook her head and said, "If you only read this book, even if it is only one or two points true, when I meet this person in the future, I will definitely take a detour and stay away." On the contrary, it is the confession, and there is no need to be guarded. ”

The man said: "After going on a long trip, I criticize others everywhere with a lecturer, and never ask my own heart, which is really a waste of the simple words at the beginning of the travelogue. ”

Speaking of this, the man glanced at the Taoist couple on the side, and said cautiously: "If you only look at the opening text, the young man is in a very difficult situation, but I really hope that this young man can soar and prosper, and he will be happy to come to his end." ”

The woman smiled and said: "The red sleeves in the study are fragrant, and the rivers and lakes are leaning on the red and green, which man with a true temperament is not envious." The man smiled bitterly, knowing that there was something he couldn't say.

On this day, the old monk stared at the picture scroll of mountains and rivers on the Baiyun bookcase, as if it was an accident, stretched out his hand, and pushed the scroll out of the bookcase, so that the pair of immortal Taoist couples could watch the market. The old monk still has high hopes for these two juniors of the Impermanence Department. The only drawback is that I am willing and satisfied, congenitally insufficient, I don't know much about the bottom of the market after all, and my ideas are too shallow.

On the picture scroll, it turned out that the little girl and the young scholar went to the river god temple to burn incense.

The old monk stroked his beard and smiled, "The ancestral temple is reluctant to buy the water incense, it is not quite like her master's demeanor written in the book." But that's right, the little girl still has a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes, and she is very sophisticated. If you are in the same place as this little girl, you two will probably be sold by her and help count the money, which is quite happy. ”

After Pei Qian burned incense and visited the River God Temple, and then there was the shocking questioning fist swaying River Xue Yuansheng, but in the end there was no big turmoil.

Xue Yuansheng, the old boater, personally supported the two to cross the river, which can probably be regarded as a game of not knowing each other.

And the young man who stole in the river shrine, the young man who was broken his wrist was beaten up, so that the young man hugged his head, rolled all over the ground, pleaded with a handful of snot and tears, and finally had blood stains, plus dust sticky together, very disgusting, after the gang of men left, the young man was asked to be diligent with his hands and feet, and steal enough fifty taels of silver within a month, as if it was money for medicine, otherwise the new and old accounts would be counted together.

The young man staggered, walked through a bush of reeds alone, went to the swaying river, took off his coat and cleaned it, grinned his teeth, and finally went to the mural city with a blue nose and swollen face, about six hundred miles away, the young man's clothes had already been dried, but there were still some bruises on his body, and his ribs ached faintly, but it was that face, because when he rolled on the ground, he protected the young man tightly, and he couldn't see the injury. Only the young man's hands did not suffer the slightest disaster, because when the man asked people to beat him, he had a reminder, after all, the talented little lock boy, as a cash cow in his own gang, relied on his hands to steal without knowing it.

The boy returned to an alley outside the mural city, outside a courtyard gate, it was still the same, with door gods, couplets, and the spring character at the top.

Because it hasn't been posted for a long time, it hasn't been whitened or wrinkled.

The young man looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he looked at the gap in the wall of the yellow mud courtyard next to the door god, and saw that the two copper coins were still there, so he was relieved, and then laughed.

Copper coins are certainly not valuable, but they mean a lot to this family.

This hidden place was jokingly called "the innermost part of the door god" by him and his sister.

He once took his sister to play and play when he was about to be completely unable to survive in this family, and he inadvertently found two coins.

Fairy money, two snowflakes.

For so many years, the two snowflakes have not been used, one is not daring, for fear of causing trouble, and the mother is also unwilling to spend it, saying that one snowflake money should be left to him as a daughter-in-law, and the other is his sister's dowry in the future, how good.

He learned afterwards that their mother, if she hadn't suddenly got these two fairy money, she suddenly lifted her heart, and would rather endure more hardships, take the two children, and boil the humble and poor pickled days day by day, she almost had to agree to those ruthless creditors to be the boat girl, that is, the kind of boat boat that can be touched by the ferryman for a little copper money, and at night without the river, he will anchor on the bank of the swaying river, light a lantern, and the wild man can see the light, and he can go to the kiln to spend the night, and when he is a little older, he will go to the kiln to be a secret prostitute, no matter what, the mother really wants to do this, and the family will have more money, He and his sister's life will be much better, every time the mother talks about these, there is no taboo, but the young man is not naturally willing to do this, his sister is every time he hears this, his face is pale, a person secretly goes to the door, whispering, and the door god is grateful and thankful, so his family's custom, is that after the new door god over the years, the old door god will not be lost, the mother will let him and his sister, each carefully ask a door god to go down, and then carefully pack it up, treasure it. And where there were two more snowflakes for some reason, my mother replaced them with two copper coins.

The only thing that the young man is dissatisfied with himself is that he failed to be a reading seed, and he really doesn't have this thought, but his mother's appearance of being disappointed and not saying anything makes him feel uncomfortable.

In the early years, he once stole a snowflake money, so he wanted to exchange it for silver taels, first let his sister who was hungry for a pastry eat enough, and then let his mother and sister live a solid life, but he was caught home by the crazy mother, which was the first time that his mother was willing to beat him and beat him to death. His younger sister, who was younger than him, was crying hard, as if it hurt more than him.

From that day on, as the only male in the family, he vowed to earn money! It wasn't until he became a teenager that he knew that if it wasn't for his mother's obstruction, a family of three would not only not be able to live a good life, but would only suffer disasters, not to mention two snowflake money, even two small summer money, and he could also be extorted by those scoundrels who had killed people and seen blood, and used various methods to extort them all, just by him, plus his mother, he couldn't protect the two fairy money that fell from the sky.

When the boy was able to rely on his own skills and connections, he secretly exchanged the snowflake money for silver, but the boy had already changed his mind, and the two snowflakes were left to his sister, and the sister must not let those beasts get involved, she must marry a good family in the future, she and her mother must leave the Bone Beach, and it is enough to have him here. With his own ability, he can definitely live.

Today, the boy pushed the door in, and his sister, who lived in the same room with his mother, was cutting the window flowers, and the sister was skillful, many exquisite window flowers, she could learn at a glance, although she couldn't make a lot of money with this, and she couldn't eat enough, but in the end she could make money.

The girl got up in surprise and said, "Brother, why are you here?" I'm going to call my mother home and make you something delicious?"

The young man picked a small bench, sat next to the girl, shook his head with a smile, and said softly: "No, how good I mix, don't you know? But this time I was in a hurry, and I couldn't bring you any gifts. ”

The girl smiled, a pair of clean and beautiful eyes, and narrowed a pair of crescents, "No, no." ”

The young man grinned, stretched out his hand to his head, handed out his fist, and slowly spread it out, it was a broken piece of silver, "Take it." ”

The girl wanted to speak and stopped, but she still accepted the silver, but it was sinking, seven or eight dollars.

The young man sat on the bench, leaned forward, his hands on his cheeks, and looked at the two door gods who opened the door and faced the inside of the room.

In fact, this precocious young man doesn't believe in any kind of fairy spirit anymore, and some of his own guesses are very likely to be the young ranger wearing a hat back then.

But my mother and sister have always been sure that the two snowflakes are the manifestation of the door god.

But what does it matter?

And the pair of grandchildren who were almost stolen by the teenager after leaving the ancestral temple, got into the humble carriage hired in their hometown, and returned to the north along the swaying river.

The child said that he wanted to read, and the old man smiled and said that the road was bumpy, and it hurt his eyes to read like this, and it was not too late to read it when he got home.

The child smiled, but when he got home, he didn't say that. The old man touched the child's head, and the child suddenly said, "In the house of the old man of the river god before, there was a sister walking next to us, who pursed her mouth and smiled, it was so beautiful. ”

The old man thought about it and remembered, "You mean the two people who carried the bamboo box?"

The child nodded vigorously, "Then we walked faster, and that sister walked slower, and when I turned my head to look at her, she would laugh." ”

The old man smiled: "It's the scholar who travels to study." ”

The child asked, "Grandpa, is that bamboo a crutch?" I see that sister and brother, walking and walking are no problem. ”

The old man couldn't help laughing, and patiently explained: "That's not a crutch, it has a name, it's called a walking stick, and the reader goes out to travel, often needs to go over the mountains and mountains, some people, the family is not particularly wealthy, but they want to be more educated, there are no slaves and scholars around to follow, and they have to carry their bags across the mountains and rivers, so they need a walking stick." ”

The child smiled: "Ha, our family doesn't have much money, it seems that I will also need a walking pole in the future." ”

The old man rubbed his grandson's head and said, "It costs a lot of money to read ten thousand books, and if you travel thousands of miles, you just have to endure hardships." When my grandfather was young, he also traveled with his best friends, and he went to the library buildings of those county families and scholars, and every day he borrowed books and copied books, returned books and borrowed books. Some readers, regardless of what, are very enthusiastic, welcome us poor children to copy books, at most tell us, don't damage the books, every day will be good food greetings, but occasionally, there will be some servants, a little complaint, such as every night to pick up the lamp to copy the book, they will talk and laugh, the price of lamp oil has risen again and so on. None of this is a big deal. ”

The child yawned.

The old man held the child in his arms, and the child was a little sleepy, but as soon as the freshness passed, and he walked a lot, he began to fall asleep. The old man muttered softly: "In my twenties, I hurriedly made a fuss and killed the words at the end of the pen, and I couldn't stop it, and after thirty, my talent was gradually declining, and I could only stew it a little, and then I was older, and I didn't think about it, but I didn't write what I wrote, but it was like inviting my friends to the paper, saying hello, and telling some stories." ”

The coachman suddenly said, "And I have two books and swords." ”

The old man in the carriage was surprised, the coachman should not have such a good saying, gently put down the child, and lifted the curtain.

The young coachman turned his head and asked, "Sir?"

The old man smiled and asked, "Why is there such a thing as 'carrying a book and a sword'?"

The coachman was stunned and said, "What did the master say?"

The old man was dumbfounded, smiled and said that it was nothing, and returned to the carriage, just as his own illusion.

And the vulgar and illiterate coachman, for no reason, had an extra idea to find that Chen Lingjun?

The next moment, the coachman forgot about it again.

On Muyi Mountain, when Pei Qian and Li Huai boarded the boat, Patriarch Nalan put away the picture scroll of mountains and rivers and fell into contemplation.

The man then wished and said, "In the same vein." There is a teacher and there must be a disciple, and there is a disciple and there is a teacher. ”

The woman nodded heartily.

After a while, the old monk planned to take another look, so he re-exerted his magical powers, and sighed, how could there be an extra little fox charm in the Jindan Realm next to those two children?

Then, for some reason, the scroll blurred on its own.

The fairy couple looked at each other.

Old Patriarch Nalan smiled and put away his supernatural powers.

Over there is a tea stall on the riverside.

The guests were vaguely ready to close.

The shopkeeper took out two feathers, which came from the civil and military sparrows.

He said to the young man who was napping on the table, "Something has been done." ”

A young woman suddenly appeared and sat down, "I advise you not to do it. ”

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In the night, Li Huai walked beside Pei Qian and whispered, "Pei Qian, can you teach me boxing?"

Pei Qian wanted to speak and stopped, with a strange expression. On her long trip, in which she visited Lion Peak, she went with a fist.

Pei Qian hesitated for a long time, but still shook his head and said, "It's too hard to learn boxing." ”

After a pause, Pei Qian added, "What's more, I can't teach boxing." ”

Li Huai was a little happy, and said with a smile: "I learn everything slowly, you can't teach boxing better, you can't learn boxing, I'm not sad, you don't have to worry about misleading people's children or anything." If it's Chen Ping'an, I won't learn, his temperament, once he teaches boxing, I can't be lazy...... Pei Qian, I'm just telling the truth, you must not be angry. ”

Pei Qian thought about it for a while and said, "Didn't you see the two fist piles of my master earlier than me? and it's not difficult to learn, you should be able to." ”

Li Huai said stupidly: "I just learned a 'Qianqiu' sleeping pile randomly, in fact, I didn't remember what Chen Ping'an said, I just thought I had learned." Six steps to walk the pile and the sword furnace pile, I don't dare to learn it, for fear of being laughed at by Li Baohua. ”

Pei Qian shook his head and said, "I don't teach boxing." I don't know how to punch myself. ”

Li Huai said: "You will, didn't you just ask Xue Heshen about boxing?"

Pei Qian just didn't agree.

My fist technique, where the fist falls.

Pei Qian looked up at the sky.

And above the earth, the sound of night insects chirping all around.

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Not far from the Baiyun Temple in Qingluan Country, an old monk who traveled here rented a courtyard and cooked soup every day to drink.

Hence the nickname of the Chicken Soup Monk.

Don't unsign, just look at palmistry. Occasional fortune telling, more to solve people's doubts. Every time you get a tael of silver, you have to give money when you enter the door, and if you are not satisfied, you will not pay back the money.

On this day, a scholar came to the door and asked if he could get famous.

The old monk looked at the palmistry of the scholar and shook his head.

The scholars were furious, and began to say that the imperial examination was wrong, and listed a lot of truths, including how many champions in the world could write poems that will be famous for the ages?

The old monk handed it out, and the reader threw out a piece of silver.

The old monk got the money and settled in his pocket, so he smiled and said: "The imperial examination is not wrong, I won't say it, you won't be able to become an official master, it's true." ”

The reader's face was red, "You can't read palmistry!"

The old monk smiled to himself: "Besides, you said that Zhuangyuanlang can't write a famous story through the ages, as if you can write it." There are a few champions in history, and they can still be roughly estimated. There are too many scholars like you to be a poor scholar. Some down-and-out scholars are really good at their talents, and they can't be named on the gold list, they can only say that they are due to their personalities and their numerology is incompatible. If you are like this, not only will you fail the imperial examination, but in fact, you will not succeed in everything, and you can still rely on your family to make a living. ”

The reader waved his sleeves and left.

"Idiot. ”

The old monk shook his head, "Those who complain a lot must suffer great suffering before they can complain." Virtue is not worthy, grievances are not worthy of hardship, and even the self-respecting man can't be deserved. ”

The scholar was putting on his boots at the door, and when he heard this, he added fuel to the fire, turned his head and said angrily: "The bald donkey is looking for a fight!"

"It's okay to hit someone. ”

The old monk said, "You have to pay for the medicine!"

The scholar hesitated, but left, and said that the old monk was a liar, and he should not waste the silver or two.

It's a pity that the old monk is now quite famous in the capital of Qingluan Kingdom, and there is still an endless stream of people waiting to see palmistry.

A young man with a sad look enters the house and asks if the marriage can be renewed.

The old monk looked at the palmistry, shook his head and said it was difficult.

The man felt sorry for himself, and he was really ruthless and infatuated with her in pieces, but I didn't blame her, I just hated myself for having no money and no power. Speaking of sadness, a big man clenched his hands into fists and couldn't cry.

The old monk nodded and said, "Okay, okay, it's a good habit to complain more about yourself and not others." ”

The man choked up and said, "Master, I just want to know how to untie the knot, otherwise I won't be able to live, and I really won't be able to live." ”

Probably because there was a fellow practitioner in front of him, who had suffered a loss, the man raised his head and said, "Don't tell me that you can't let go of that bastard thing! Don't tell me that you have to tie the bell to the slurry." I just want her to change her mind, I'm willing to do anything......" Finally, the man whispered the woman's name, really infatuated.

The old monk said: "Two methods, one is simpler, hunger cures all diseases." A more complicated one, but it can also let you know that the current day, you can still get by. Actually, there's another one, but you have to grow old. ”

After speaking, the old monk rubbed his fingers.

The man shook his head and said, "There's no silver on him." ”

The old monk looked disgusted, "Go hungry." ”

The man fell to the ground and wept.

The old monk was helpless, "That's it." Hand it out. ”

The man stretched out his hand, and the old monk gently touched the palm of the former's hand, and the man was immediately stunned, and after a while, he woke up leisurely, as if he was in another world, and his forehead was full of sweat.

The old monk said: "I will accept you a tael of silver, you are just having a nightmare, but I have suffered for you that heart-wrenching and oil pot, but it is real, go ahead." ”

The man staggered away.

The old monk sighed softly, put his fingers together, pulled them gently, and then gently put his robe on his body.

After that, a man who was deceived by himself came, threw a tael of silver on the ground, sat down, put his hands on his knees, gritted his teeth and said: "Since you need to give money to beat people, then I don't beat people, only scold people, how??"

The old monk shook his head, "No." ”

The man scoffed, "Why?!"

"Scold me, of course scold, I don't care, it's just that I can't bear to let you increase your karma in vain. Even if he has received your money, he will harm you, how can he bear it? Those who are trapped in karmic obstacles in the world and do not know it are very misguided to themselves. There is no way for good or evil, but people call themselves. There are two doors of people's mouth and heart, and there is no door for blessing and misfortune, but people call themselves. I tell you to close the door, saying that the mouth is pure, and the mood is dust-free, then Confucianism talks about prudence and independence, and it is also closed. Taoism is pure, but it is still closed. It's hard to keep the heart, and even the refiners on the mountain are very afraid, but if we ordinary people can't even say a few words, it won't be good. And now you want to scold?"

The man was not ambiguous at all, scolding and spitting everywhere.

The old monk glanced at the grain of silver on the ground and endured it. didn't drive people away, just waited for the man to scold and ran out of strength, and after letting the man leave, the old monk stretched out his fingers again, lightly hooked it, and then rubbed it on the robe. The inside of the house is in the house, and as for the rest, each has its own fate.

A middle-aged scribe first made a gesture outside the door, then took off his boots and walked into the house, sat on the futon, gently placed the silver on the ground, and then asked: "Dare to ask the Master, Buddhism talks about cause and effect and reincarnation, but if there is really an afterlife, and I repay it one after another, then I don't know the things of my previous life, am I still me? I don't know that it is me, all kinds of karmic retribution, good retribution, evil retribution, ignorance, and dazed bearing, when will it be a head?"

"Good question. ”

The old monk smiled and said, "Understandable." Let me take my time. ”

The man couldn't help but ask, "Why can't all retribution in the world be in this world?"

The old monk's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Who is it at this time, it's good to ask?!"

The man stood up and clasped his hands together, "I don't know if it's easy to ask, but I know that the mage is easy to answer." ”

The man went out too.

I forgot to put on those boots.

Next, there is an old man with an elegant appearance.

After giving a grain of silver, he asked about the origin of the gods of mountains and rivers, and the old monk gave some of his own opinions, but bluntly said that it was copied from your Confucian literati books, and I felt that there was some truth.

The old man didn't mind, so he lamented that there were too many people in the world, and there were too many people in the world, especially those young scholars, who were too keen on fame and fortune......

The old monk just listened to the other party's sad world, and after a long time, he smiled and asked, "Donor, what are the meals today?"

The other party smiled and said, "It's just a light meal in Baiyun Temple not far away." ”

The old monk nodded and said, "It's not that people who are used to eating big fish and meat, but they don't sincerely feel that the food is light, but that they feel unpalatable." ”

The other party's face changed slightly, and the old monk said again: "It's just that the person who is full of food and support, and the hungry man says that the food is not delicious, and it is easy to burp and annoy people." ”

The old man got up and sneered: "What kind of monk is a high monk, it has a false name!"

The old monk put away the silver and said with a smile: "The silver is real." ”

Then came a man with big and round arms, but he cowered, "Great monk, I am a butcher, can I still be a man in the next life?"

The old monk asked, "What do you ask for every day when you kill and sell meat?"

The man was a little cramped, and whispered: "Earn money and support your family." ”

The old monk smiled, "Spread out your hands." I'll take a look at it for you. ”

The man finally left with a smile.

After that, one person didn't come to see palmistry at all, but just asked the old monk, why did the master never call himself a 'poor monk'?

The old monk replied, I am quite rich, and I have a little Dharma.

The man couldn't laugh or cry, but he also found it amusement, and left satisfied.

A woman stood at the door embarrassed, and the old monk smiled: "Female donor, you don't need to take off your shoes." ”

The little woman asked the son if he was a student and if he could be a talent in the future.

The old monk smiled and stretched out his hand, but the woman blushed, stretched out her hand and retracted it, the old monk glanced at the palm, put down his hand, and said with a smile: "There is a man in your eyes, and there is no woman in my heart." It's just that this kind of thing, I can say, ordinary monks can't hear it, let alone do it. It's like between your mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, there are many truths, you can hear them, but she can't listen to them. She hears it, but you can't. Often both truths are good truths. It depends on who is willing first and who is more willing. ”

The woman was extremely surprised, and nodded slightly, as if she had realized. Then she seemed to be embarrassed, there was some wimp in the family, she could bear it, but her husband's side was really a little sad. The husband doesn't favor his mother-in-law too much, but he will only be on his side, sighing. In fact, it would be fine for him to say even a warm word. She wouldn't really embarrass him.

The old monk smiled, "I know how to get along with each other, but I still need a way to solve my urgent needs?"

The woman nodded vigorously and smiled like a flower.

The old monk said: "There is its family style, there must be its children, your husband, good nature, is ......"

The woman hurriedly waved her hand.

The old monk smiled and changed the subject, "It's just that as the saying goes, picking pigs and watching the circle, women marry, men marry, and marriage are all about the same." You are also a wealthy family, and you have both children and daughters, so you can teach your children and daughters with peace of mind. Don't let his daughter suffer this anger in your family in the future, don't let your daughter become your own mother-in-law in your eyes in the future. It can be done. The reason why I say this to you is probably because you have thought about it for a long time. If it were another woman's own thoughts, I would never dare to say that. ”

The woman gave a blessing, thanked her and left, because she was wearing shoes into the house, she did not forget to apologize to the old monk.

The old monk smiled and said, "For those three families, I should thank you." ”

Then a young and handsome rich boy came, gave him the money, and began to ask the old monk why it was useless to know more than the truth in the book.

The old monk smiled and said: "Those sages and sages in your Confucian books have said it bitterly early, but if you ask about hard work, don't ask about harvest." As a result, after closing the book, only ask about the result, not about the process. In the end, I complained that I knew countless truths in such books, and then I didn't live a good life. Actually, life is pretty good, and if it's not good, it's even worse, right?"

Finally, the old monk asked, "Do you really know the truth?"

The young man was faintly angry, "How can I not know? I have read more books than you have read more scriptures than you have read!"

The old monk shook his head, "You read a lot, but you don't know." On the contrary, it knows less than those who do not read much. ”

The young man was used to being pampered, and he was even more tenacious, "I know!

The old monk accompanied him to ask and answer, repeating the words you don't know.

Of course, the old monk would not spend so much time with him, delay making money, and let the next guest enter the house, and the business on both sides would not be delayed.

The young man suddenly said coldly, I don't know.

The old monk who was talking to others then said, you don't know you know a fart.

The young man who had been eavesdropping on the conversation in the house in the courtyard suddenly burst into laughter, "Haha, the bald donkey himself is guilty of karma!"

The old monk looked at him stunned.

"Your family generations of businessmen, it is not easy to cultivate you such a seed of reading, I hope you shine on the lintel, their own mind, how extravagant hope to meet the favor of nobles, elders help to envelop people, you are comfortable, luck in the examination questions, people look at ease, people are happy after crazy, travel on the road, heard that the riverside goddess is amorous, cast into the ancestral temple, was not ignored, you wrote that Yan Shiqiyu, and classmates asked how the literature is, slander the reputation of the goddess, the goddess is responsible, fortunately you still have a little ancestral shade protection, the land community and take care of your ancestors, every time there is a famine, must open a porridge shop, give alms to the lonely and poor, but sincerely do not ask for returns, so help you try your best to ease your cheeks, even if there is a difference between the dark and the bright, the gods and men are different, they still want to make an exception to give you a dream, and see that you are still complacent, but I don't know how sad the ancestors are. In a fit of anger, the land community no longer cares. You never knew that the family ancestral hall had already been dismantled in your hands. ”

"If I really commit a karma, you will scold me for being a bald donkey in your mouth and heart, and the karma will not be greater, so since you know a lot of truths, then I will only say that your family's foundation is the foundation of your life, and the matter of buying and selling, I want to know better, with my mouth karma, in exchange for your mouth karma, I have lost, you have also lost, this deal, are you really cost-effective? What have you earned? Since you know a lot of truths, take the trouble to teach me a lesson?"

"You're just afraid of how I know about your shady deeds, and now, when you talk about it, you still don't want to know if you know it, what do you know?"

The young man suddenly changed his sitting position to his knees, and prayed to the old monk to save him from the sea of suffering.

The old monk said, "It is better to ask for others than for yourself." ”

"There is no difference between purity and impurity in the world, but there is always a black and white difference in this heart. ”

The young man just knelt and kowtowed, pleading.

The old monk said angrily: "I just think that there is no right and wrong in the world, only a position?

The next person.

It is also a foreigner who has traveled here, looking at his face about the age of standing, he smiled and said: "Monk, you chicken soup...... The taste is weird. ”

The old monk smiled, "The donor bluntly said that it doesn't taste good." Because most of the time, it will only make the annoyed more annoyed and the miserable more miserable. ”

The man put down a grain of silver, "I believe that the Dharma Master really has the Dharma, but there are a lot of troubles for others, since it is not big, why don't you teach the small arts, and the results will be immediate, wouldn't it be more to promote the Dharma?"

The old monk shook his head and said: "Emergency medicine, there are so many pharmacies in Langzhong, what do you want me to do, if there is nothing to do on weekdays, just eat more." ”

The man felt that he was still unsatisfied, and it was far from enough.

The old monk had already smiled and said, "How small are the little troubles of ordinary people? How big do you think the Dharma in my heart is? Can it really be seen immediately? I don't need to talk about the troubles of the Dharma, I just say that the donor can walk here from a place thousands of miles away and sit down, and then say this to me, how many joys and sorrows have you experienced? The donor has not yet had a new little trouble in his heart, but if you look at this matter from a distance, it is not small, right?"

The man smiled dumbly, disapproving, shook his head and said, "What I have seen, heard, learned, understood, and thought in this life is not just for the sake of fighting this with the mage today. ”

The old monk waved his hand, "Then go somewhere else." ”

Within a day, the courtyard was overcrowded, bustling and lively.

Today's last person is actually the middle-aged viewer of the small Taoist temple in the capital and the Baiyun Temple.

The penultimate person is a spirit that transforms into a human form.

The old monk knows, and of course the middle-aged viewer knows.

Before the middle-aged Taoist took off his boots, he didn't hit the head of the door, but actually folded his hands to perform the Buddhist family ceremony.

The old monk smiled and said: "The master doesn't need to give that one or two pieces of silver, in my eyes, I only look at the little Buddha light in the hearts of sentient beings, and I can't see anything else, there are no spirits and ghosts." ”

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and nodded slightly.

The old monk continued: "I am afraid that I will understand the wrong Dharma, and even more so the wrong Dharma. I'm not afraid to teach people what is good about the Dharma, but I'm afraid to teach people how to take the first step and how to walk step by step. It's hard too. Bitter also. The little novice has a Buddha in his heart, but he may not be able to speak of the Dharma. The great monk said that he had the Dharma, but he might not have a Buddha in his heart. ”

The middle-aged Taoist said two words.

Epiphany comes from gradual enlightenment.

Enlightenment is to go to epiphany.

The old monk bowed his head and folded his head, "Amitabha." Good, good, good. ”

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In the Middle Earth Divine Continent, an immortal walked into a cave sky.

At the feet of the immortal is a bronze ancient mirror with a radius of 100 zhang, but there are twenty chairs, like an ancestral hall.

When this immortal appeared, he opened the ancient mirror formation, and in a stick of incense, one figure after another appeared, and after taking a seat, there were more than a dozen people, but their faces were blurred.

However, the two chairs at the front of the seat are not seated for the time being.

Everyone was silent, speaking to each other in their hearts.

The person with the lowest seat position was the first to speak: "Do I need to secretly help the trouble?"

The immortal who was the master of this place sneered, "Fool. Are you a fool to be a saint of the Temple of Literature?"

The immortal master from the Qionglin Sect was silent, then got up in a panic and apologized to everyone.

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In the countryside of Dali Border Pass, a group of children playing finally saw the dust in the distance, and immediately jumped and shouted.

A fine horse galloped by.

The children were running all the way up the hillside.

One of the horsemen on horseback turned his head and tapped his fist lightly on his chest.

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In the wild world, Tuoyue Mountain trembled slightly, and then the movement became louder and louder, and there were almost signs of the mountain arching.

Then the Great Array of Tuoyue Mountain opened, and the entire mountain suddenly sank more than ten zhang. There was no more movement.

On the top of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, wearing a red robe, closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, he sat as if he was dead, he suddenly stood up and laughed: "Ah Liang, I have time to be a guest!"