Chapter 1: The Old Way
The autumn rain falls, in Xunyang City, in front of the City God Temple, under the old locust tree.
An old Taoist priest, wearing this dark blue Baina Taoist uniform, sat on the ground outside the temple and made hexagrams. There is no "magic calculation" or "measuring the past and calculating the present" banner support scene, and there is no blind and lame disability to attract people's attention. Some only have a gossip map spread on the ground, and some only have a bucket that looks like it's about to rot.
This appearance is not attractive, even if this old Taoist priest has white hair and looks like a master in the world, few people pay attention to him at the end of the day. He was not annoyed, he was setting up his stall there, and he looked calm.
There are a few good idlers who often play in the City God Temple. Seeing this old Taoist priest who didn't set a table or put up a flag, he also thought it was funny, so he stepped forward and said, "Old man, how much is your hexagram?" β
The man smiled: "No money." β
"Don't you want money?"
"I just don't want money." The Taoist priest responded.
The puffy skin was stunned, and said with a smile: "Old man, aren't you entertaining me, since you are opening a stall to tell fortunes, you always want to make a living." Don't charge money, are you and the northwest wind? β
The old Taoist priest smiled, stretched his arms and said, "But find someone who is destined to discuss a rich opportunity with him." β
The group of puffy skins originally didn't plan to deal with this old Taoist priest anymore, but when they heard the opportunity of wealth and wealth, they all thought about it again.
The first one came up again and said, "Rich and noble? What is the chance of wealth!? β
The old Taoist smiled and pointed to the stick: "If it is an opportunity, then you must have this fate, and you can shake a lot to see if there is this fate." β
"Pretending to be a ghost... The leader muttered, but also reached for the holder. However, he will not really shake out a lot, but grab it into the stick, spread his hands and look at it, there is no right or wrong, good and bad, but only four words are written "swallow mud".
Splashy only knew the good and the bad, he had never seen such a sign, and he didn't know the words on it, so he muttered a strange sigh and put it in front of the old Taoist.
"What do you mean, old man?"
The old Taoist priest took the signature: "Swallows are muddy, and everything is hard." If you do the right thing, although there will be a lot of trouble, but in the end, there will be a beautiful family. β
Listening to the signature, the splash frowned, and snorted coldly: "If you don't do it, what if you do it?" β
The old Taoist priest smiled: "Even if it is, the Chunyan mud road encounters rain, and it will be a waste of work." β
"You're really entertaining!" Saying that, he was going to get up and smashed a stall, but this old Taoist priest did not have a yellow flag to attract customers, and there were no tables and chairs to put objects. If you look around, it's the sticker. So he picked up the stick and threw it on the ground.
Boom! The stick fell to the ground as promised, but there were no expected bamboo sticks scattered and the stick holder shattered. In one fell swoop, the signature in the lottery holder was not scattered at all, and the entire lottery holder was still standing on the ground after being thrown down, as if it was deliberately made to stand on the ground, and it didn't even bounce up.
The people who watched the play were all shocked. The splashing skin of the wrestling stick is even more sure that the stick holder has some hands and feet, and he reached out to pull out the bamboo stick inside, but he was not hindered at all, and then looked down at the bamboo stick, there was a blank only the clear texture of the bamboo after dryingγγγγγγ There are no words, but obviously I pulled one out of my hand before, and there are words on it!
The group of splashes looked at the people, and the faces of the people in a circle were red and white, which was good-looking.
"Evil sex..." The leader muttered weakly, and looked up at the man's mouth, but there was a little numbness: "Look... β
The Taoist smiled at the mustache: "Small means, small means." β
The group of splashes knew that they had seen a real person, and hurriedly said to him: "Master Dao, you have a lot of adults, we don't know that Taishan collided with a real person, don't blame it." β
The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said that it was okay, but he also said with great pity: "Ten thousand taels of gold are considered small and rich." It's a pity, you are related to wealth. β
The splash was speechless for a while, but behind him, an accompanying splash squeezed up and said, "Dao Chief, if he can't be rich, what about me?" As he spoke, he was going to draw the bamboo sticks in the lotter.
But I heard the old Taoist priest smile: "You have a yellow face and thin muscles, no look in your eyes, and white lips. I am rich and rich, and I must be a good man who is fierce and fierce to bear it, and you can't look at it. β
The splashy head on the probe shrank back, but he couldn't help but spin his brain, thinking that what kind of wealth and wealth requires a good manγγγγγγ was speechless for a while, and the leader of the pranky was also a little crooked, but he was the leader of a group of pranky people who knew how to be proportionate.
"Well, that, Michijo. Why don't you tell me what you're looking for? You tell us, what are we people doing, but we are doing it, but we are doing it. β
The old Taoist priest thought about it, and said as if it was difficult to summarize: "Hmmγγγγγ Hard! β
"Hard-hitting?" All the splashes were shocked.
The leader frowned and said, "Dao Chief, dare to ask, how hard do you want to be?" β
The old Taoist priest smiled: "Naturally, it is as hard as it is." β
The pimpies glanced at each other, then suddenly remembered someone, and then hula gathered the crowd and left. But in the middle of the sound, one of the people grabbed his arm, one lifted his leg, and a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old came again.
The old Taoist priest was also annoyed by the behavior of these scoundrels, and went up and down with great interest to take a large number of the young man who was carried over. Although he looks a little thin and dirty, he is indeed full of heaven and has broad shoulders and a wide body. The grade is young and broad, and it is already equivalent to what kind of splash skin, and if it is taken care of well, it is indeed called a dragon spirit and a tiger.
The old Taoist priest was already five points satisfied, but he still asked, "This is?" β
The splash didn't wait for the young man to speak, and helped him answer: "The person is called Yan Yun, and he is dead." His mother is dead, and he survived by burrowing out of his belly. Life should be hard enough to get that rich! β
The old Taoist priest secretly thought in his heart that it was indeed hard enough, but he still said: "Whether you can get that wealth or not depends on the signatureγγγγγ β
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the young man named Yan Yun had already broken free from the shackles of several people, and swept away the group of scoundrels left and right, and shouted at the same time: "What wealth? Where does the wealth come from? I still have to go to work today, and I have lost my wages because of the delay in my work, and I am anxious with you. "I'm going to fight with those scoundrels.
It's okay for that group of scoundrels to coax, but when they really fight, they are pure and bloodless, and they don't fight with Yan Yun, they just avoid it from a distance, and trap Yan Yun in the center to prevent him from getting out.
Yan Yun was angry and annoyed, he wanted to grab a person and tear him up, but he couldn't catch anyone, he wanted to escape but was stopped by someone, he opened his eyes angrily, turned his head to look at the Taoist who was sitting under the old kui tree, and shouted angrily: "Old Taoist, why did you ask them to take me captive?!" β
The old Taoist pinched his fingers and smiled slightly: "Immeasurable Tianzun, the old Taoist is here to find a destined person, and I want to discuss a wealth with him." β
Yan Yun asked curiously, "Wealthy?" What rich? β
"Ten thousand taels of gold is not enough for the riches of the nobles." The old Taoist priest replied calmly.
Yan Yunhu looked at this Taoist suspiciously, and said, "Since you have wealth, why don't you go and get it yourself, and discuss it with others?" β
The old Taoist priest nodded and smiled: "The old Taoist is not good enough, so he can't get it." β
Yan Yun was suspicious again: "What kind of wealth can only be obtained by a person with a strong life?" β
This time, the old Taoist priest no longer talked, but picked up the dilapidated lottery holder with a smile and handed it to Yan Yun. "If you want to know, you'll have to be fatal."
That Yanyun looked at the lottery holder, and then looked at the scoundrels who were coaxing on the side, and his heart was crossed. Thinking that it's just a lottery anyway, if it's enough, I'll listen to that person's nonsense, and if it's not enough, I'll go back to work, and I won't lose money left and right anyway.
After thinking about it, he grabbed the stick holder, shook it for a while, and after a while, a bamboo stick flew out and was about to fall into the distance, who wanted the old way to reach out and make a move, and the bamboo stick that splashed out was like being pulled by a gas machine, and flew back into the hands of the old Taoist.
Yan Yun and the splashes both widened their eyes. Only then did Yan Yun know why those splashes were so enthusiastic to tie themselves here, and there was a real guy with this old Taoist. I already have a bottom of the matter of wealth in my heart, and this wealth is true, so I am a little curious about what the wealth that must be hard to get is it, so I came to the old Taoist priest and asked, "What is signed?" β
The old Taoist looked at the sign, and then looked at Yan Yun holding his beard, and only spit out four words: "Zhong Kui kills ghosts." β
"Zhong Kui slaying ghosts?"
The old Taoist stroked his long beard, as if he was thinking about something.
The world is pouring out of the heart, and a thousand clever plans come out of the heart. Wandering, the Tao is a demon, if you want to kill all the evils, often grind the Qingfeng stone. Zhong Kui kills ghosts, that is, all monsters avoid, hundreds of ghosts do not invade, and evil is punished when encountered, and demons are killed when encountered. The kind of life can no longer be said to be hard, and it should be said that there is a murderous word.
After a long time, the old Taoist priest finally smiled and said: "Wonderful, wonderful, rich and noble have a fate with you." With that, he began to clean up the stall.
"Real person, what are you going to do?" The pranksters hurriedly asked.
The old Taoist priest said as he cleaned up: "Since you have found someone who is destined, you are naturally leaving." β
Yan Yun was also anxious at this time: "You haven't said what kind of wealth you are, why are you leaving." β
The old Taoist priest smiled at Yan Yun: "Don't worry, don't worry, you can't get out of where you put the wealth, tomorrow you bring the long rope for climbing the mountain, and go to the nearby Changdang Mountain Qingsong Cliff, where I will wait for you." β
After speaking, the people left, leaving Yanyun alone in the same place, what kind of wealth is it? I don't know when I arrive. I just wanted to go up and ask, but I was entangled by a lot of splashes. The left one wants Yan Yun to have a treat, and the right one wants to be brothers with Yan Yun, which is annoying. Breaking free from the crowd, the man was gone. I had such a thing in my heart, and I was also upset when I was working, but fortunately, I didn't want today's salary, and I went home early to sleep. Early the next morning, Yan Yun took the thumb-thick climbing rope and went up to the nearby Qingsong Cliff of Changdang Mountain. Although the green pine cliff is not ranked on the mainland, it is also regarded as a peak in the surroundings, Yan Yun took a long rope and set off in the morning, and it was already noon when he arrived at the edge of the cliff.
"Whew-" With a long sigh of relief, Yan Yun looked around, and saw that the previous Taoists, as well as the previous few splashers, were also carrying the long rope for climbing the mountain.
"What are you doing up here?" Yan Yun said strangely when he saw those splashes. The few splashes were smiling and not answering.
"They just want to know where the wealth is, and then go and get it themselves." The old Taoist brought a handful of dust this time, and waved it when he spoke, quite a kind of temperament of a master outside the world.
The group of splashes stopped laughing, and hurriedly explained: "How can it, the real people have said that only those who have a hard life can take it, we just want to join in the fun." β
"Stained?" Yan Yunhu looked at them suspiciously.
"That's it." Saying that, the splashers took out a long strand of long rope as if offering treasures, but some long ropes were different from the long rope made of pure hemp rope brought by Yan Yun, mixed with cow tendon in the rope, soaked in oil, extremely tough, and ordinary swords may not be cut off.
The group of splashes smiled and said to Yan Yun: "When we went back yesterday, we were climbing ropes and cliffs, and I thought that the wealth must be under this green pine cliff." The green pine cliff goes straight up and down, and there is no support on the way, and it is extremely dangerous to climb, and the long rope with cow tendons can just protect your brother. We're here to help you pull the rope. β
Yan Yun took the rope and pulled it, it was indeed very tough. He looked at the splashes again: "No merit, what do you want?" β
The crowd smiled and said to Yan Yun: "Just ask you to get rich and rich, and share a little bit of our brother." β
Yan Yun nodded, and looked at the old Tao again. The old Taoist priest smiled and made an offering: "Little brother, in the lower Taiqing Sect, the Dharma name Xuan is really polite." β
Taiqing Dizong? Yan Yun is not a person from the rivers and lakes at this time, and he doesn't know much about the things on the rivers and lakes, but he knows about the Taiqing Sect, he is the leader of Taoism in the three religions, Buddha, Confucianism, and Taoism. Compared to that splashing skin, in fact, Xuan Zhen, a true cultivator of the Taiqing Earth Sect, wants to discuss with himself what he wants to discuss with himself, which is what Yan Yun cares about the most.
"Real person, I don't know γγγγγ you"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Xiaoyou doesn't have to be so restrained, just call me Xuanzhen. The old Taoist priest laughed and said: "Those scoundrels guessed well, wealth and wealth are indeed under this cliff, and it is very dangerous to take them, and you should be more careful." β
"A real person...
"Hey, don't worry, little friend, with me protecting the Dharma for you above, plus your Zhong Kui's life of slaying ghosts, this trip will definitely not cost you your life."
"A real person...
"Hey, okay, okay, I know what you're going to ask, outside the rivers and lakes, why do you have to ask everything so clearly?" Xuan Zhen was a little impatient.
Yan Yun smiled bitterly: "I really don't dare to slack off, but I want to ask what the real person wants me to do?" β
Xuan Zhen smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "I don't want you to do anything, as long as you go and get that wealth." β
"Dare to ask what kind of wealth a real person is."
Xuan Zhen looked at the clouds in the mountains leisurely: "Chance, a great opportunity." β
"I went to pick it up, but I don't know what to give to my seniors?"
Xuan Zhen shook his head: "You don't understand it, it's nothing more than a cause and effect." β
Yan Yun still wanted to say, but he heard that Xuan Zhen shouting angrily at him: "If you don't go, you won't retreat, you still hesitate, what kind of wealth do you get!" Go! β
Yan Yun only felt a burst of tinnitus in his ears, and then his eyes flashed with gold stars, only to see that the person swung the dust, and the long rope of cow tendons was already tied to Yan Yun's waist. The old road was a whisk of dust again, and a wave of air rushed out of the dust, Yan Yun couldn't stand it and flew out sideways, and fell straight to the Qingfeng Cliff.
"Ahh Demon Dao kill me! I only heard that Yanyun shouting, but he didn't dare to slack off in his hands, and pulled the rope with both arms. And as the rope tightened, the whole person crashed into the cliff because of inertia, Yan Yun hurriedly adjusted his posture, so that his feet were used as a buffer, so that his body was suspended and he knocked on the cliff, but his feet, hands, and waist had already suffered a lot of injuries, Yan Yun gritted his teeth, and only felt that there was faint blood flowing out of the tiger's mouth. Under the pain, he shouted angrily at the cliff again: "Demon Dao! You don't have to die well! β
The shout echoed in the mountains and reverberated a whole way, and suddenly Yan Yun realized that if he really annoyed that Xuan Zhen, he cut the rope and didn't want to fall to death here on the spot, and he broke out in a cold sweat for a while, but when he came back to his senses and looked at the cliff wall, he could still see the shadow of Xuan Zhen, or where could he still see the shadow of the green pine mountain. Looking left and right, there are boundless clouds and mist, and up and down, one side is a cliff that cannot be seen to the top, and the other side is an endless abyss. Yan Yun was sweating on the top of his head, and he only felt that he had encountered the weirdest thing in his life, but it was extremely real. At the same time, Yan Yun felt that the rope around his waist was going down, and it was obviously impossible to stop on the mountainside with his own strength, so he had no choice but to go down the rope.
The cold wind was howling in the mountains, and I don't know how long it had fallen. Yan Yun only felt that his legs, feet and body were already paralyzed. The surrounding scenery never seems to have changed, and occasionally there are only a few pine trees growing along the wall, and some are just a few white cranes flying by. Yan Yun looked sideways, only to see that beyond the sea of clouds, Changhong was setting, and when he turned his head to look again, he had completely sunk.
At night, the cold wind is still there. Why is the rope so long? Yan Yun was numb and cursed, his feet could no longer insist on catching the ground by themselves. The current Yanyun is completely suspended in the air. Then, suddenly, the wind became stronger. Yan Yun only felt like a big pendulum swinging in the mountains, but he couldn't do anything about it. And then bang, bang. Yan Yun slammed into the cliff wall, although it was only grazed, but it was enough to cause serious internal injuries. He felt his nostrils, eyes, and ears begin to leak warm fluid, pounding. Strike.....
Going to die? No, I don't want to die! Yan Yun didn't know where the strength came from to drive his arms and grab the only support between the mountains, the rope.
And then...
I only heard a thud, the rope, broken.