Mo Chuan, who returned to Chaoge Mountain, looked at Xiao Yunshanjun, who was stupidly guarding a few jars of wine, and felt quite regretful in his heart.

He was still wondering, if he was not around, would he not write a book by coincidence, and just let Chaoge fall on Xiaoyun Shanjun by chance?

As it turned out, he was overthinking.

In other words, in order to prevent others from disturbing, Brother Xiao found this wonderful place for viewing flowers, which itself is a horn, how can there be any evil to find?

"Since it's out, let's participate in the song drinking party with this god!" Mo Chuan put away the wine altar and said.

"Yes!" Xiaoyun Shanjun arched his hand.

"Let's go, feel free to walk around!"

Mo Chuan greeted and immediately walked towards the mountain.

At this time, the bright moon hangs high, the trees are verdant, and the moonlight shines brightly, illuminating the shadows of the trees, and the light is strange.

Stepping into it, from time to time you can see all kinds of demons, or groups of three or five, or two or two pairs of drinks, if a mortal intrudes, will definitely be frightened, thinking that they have come to the Netherworld.

It's just that the smell of alcohol spoils this thrilling atmosphere.

Not long after Mo Chuan stepped into the forest, a hospitable demon reached out to greet him.

He didn't refuse, and took Xiaoyun Shanjun to sit at the table, sharing the wine, and talking about the mysteries.

It can be seen that because of the frequent incarnation of the god of Chaoge Mountain, the whole drinking party is extremely harmonious, and no one dares to make trouble, and no one dares to underestimate any demons.

The big demon walking in it may not feel deeply, but for the little demon who has cultivated to a humble level, this feeling is incomparable.

Mo Chuan felt more and more that if this was not a Hongmen banquet, then the god of Chaoge Mountain was really a wonderful person.

Relying on the courage of the artist, after a few jars of wine and water, his drunkenness gradually surged, like an untied boat, drifting corpses, and crazy traces.

I had just drunk with a few herbs and tree spirits in front of me, and suddenly smelled a burst of wine, and said let's go.

I had a good chat with a few demons, but I heard that people had eaten people, and when the wine jar fell, I didn't give my face, so I brushed my sleeves and left! Look at that posture, if it weren't for Asagayama, I'm afraid I would be able to roll up my sleeves and kill people.

Crookedly, passing by someone's banquet, hearing a few words of discussion, he dared to come over and argue with others, and he was extremely cheeky.

But in one night, the name of the god of Shoushan Mountain faintly resounded through the song.

It's really other demons, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, which one is not careful?

At most, he relied on his drunken state to do Brother Xiao's actions, and made tentative words, for fear of missing the opportunity to sing the song.

Mo Chuan is good, turning his face is like turning a book, and he doesn't give people face.

It's not uncomfortable!

But even so, there are still a lot of evil heard.

But everyone found that Mo Chuan was quite talented.

He is very familiar with the Xuanmen exercises, which is an advantage that demon cultivators do not have.

In addition, in the eyes of the demons, Mo Chuan is also quite talented.

Even if it's a demon law that you haven't heard of, as long as you listen to it carefully, you can always hit the nail on the head and get straight to the point.

Many little demons who don't seek the opportunity of Chaoge, but ask for guidance from masters, suddenly opened up when they heard that it was a mouthful, which made Mo Chuan's name more and more prominent.

I don't know when, rumors spread about Chaoge Mountain, but some people speculated that Mo Chuan was the god of Chaoge Mountain?

This speculation is quite marketable, after all, that knowledge and talent cannot be faked.

However, when the demons thought about it carefully, they found that something was wrong.

Has the god of Asagayama never been so profligate?

What's more, this fang also has a tiger demon entourage, and his style of acting is quite obedient, if this is the god of Chaoge Mountain, they are the Emperor Hengyue!

In the end, everyone can only guess that this should be a certain good wine boss, who came on the spot, and he was uninhibited.

……

Mo Chuan wandered for a day and a night, and finally lost his strength to drink, so he fell crooked next to an old tree at will, snoring softly.

Xiao Yun Shanjun glanced at Mo Chuan, thinking about his previous wandering form, his eyes were a little complicated, but he still sat cross-legged beside him and seriously protected the Dharma.

The longer he followed Mo Chuan, the more he found that he couldn't understand Mo Chuan.

Sometimes he looks horrified like a demon;

Sometimes she is as merciful as an old woman;

Sometimes it looks like an immortal, drifting away from the dust.

I really can't figure it out, which one is the real him?

Perhaps, this is the master of the Tao!

What he says and does is already as casual as his heart, and when outsiders look at it, it is naturally extremely contradictory.

I don't know how long it has been, but two ghosts and fairies have approached.

Take a closer look, these two ghosts and immortals are dressed as Taoists, one has white hair fluttering, and the other has a clean face.

"Dare to ask Shanjun, is this the god of Shoushan Mountain?" The white-haired ghost fairy asked.

"Exactly! My mountain god is resting, dare to ask the two of you if you have something important? Xiao Yun Shanjun asked.

"Since it's a drinking party, there's nothing important about it. It's just that I heard that the mountain god has many talents, so I came to ask for a solution, since the mountain god is resting, then I will wait here for a while. "The white-haired ghost fairy said.

Xiao Yunshanjun was about to give up his hand in response, when there was a slight movement behind him.

"The two of you are visiting, aren't you afraid of angering the god of Asagayama?"

Following the sound, I saw that Mo Chuan, who was still snoring before, had already opened his eyes and sat up with a smile.

"The mountain god has good eyesight! Although we are living people, we have also been neighbors with the god of Asakayama for many years, so I think that the god of Asakayama will not be so stingy. ”

The white-haired ghost fairy laughed.

Who are these two? It is the master and apprentice of the Sword Staff Pavilion!

"I see, I don't know what the two of you are looking for?"

"There is something in the poor road, and I ask the mountain god to answer your questions."

"Speak!"

"If you wronged a good person and caused bitter results because of your negligence, what is the solution?" The Sword Staff Pavilion Lord asked.

Qingyuan Daoist became even more nervous, staring at Mo Chuan with blazing eyes.

When Mo Chuan heard this, he was immediately happy.

"No solution!"

"Huh?" The Sword Staff Pavilion Lord raised his eyebrows in astonishment, and the Qingyuan Daoist was even more solemn.

"Doing something wrong is doing something wrong, what is the solution? If the two of you can't get over your conscience, you can learn from the bald donkey, say a word about the karma of the past life and the future life, and fool yourself. Mo Chuan pouted.

"If a person is not a saint or a sage, doesn't this mean that the demons in his heart are always there?" The Sword Staff Pavilion Lord asked seriously.

"The god can't give an answer, but Master Shenquan of Shuanglong Temple once gave a word of advice to the god, and now he is giving it to two: Kawasawa Na Dirt, so it becomes deep; The mountains hide diseases, so they are big. Mo Chuan said casually.

The Sword Staff Pavilion Lord's expression moved, and he secretly savored it.

His disciple Qingyuan was even more shocked, and he faintly seemed to have a feeling.

"Master Shenquan is really a master!"

"But no, fill the dry well, only for the people, if you have doubts, you can visit one or two, and you will definitely gain a lot." Mo Chuan took the initiative to spread the deeds of Shen Quan.

Master Shenquan's hundred-year career as a well guard must be very lonely.

From time to time, some people can take a look, even if they have a purpose, they will relieve a lot of boredom and understand the world better.

"Self-filling dry wells? Why is that? The Sword Staff Pavilion Master asked with a hesitant expression.

"It's a long story."

"It's okay, I just have good wine."

With a wave of his hand, the master of the Sword Staff Pavilion took out a jar of fine wine and several pottery bowls.

Seeing this, the disciple Qingyuan immediately picked up the wine jar and poured wine for everyone, it was Xiaoyun Shanjun, and he did not forget to care for it, and poured a full glass.

(End of chapter)