"This son has a mystery."

In the woods in the mountains, the chested Taoist priest who had been watching the movement rubbed his chin and squinted, and groaned heavily.

“……”

Without hearing his chattering apprentice speak, the skinny and chested Taoist priest turned his head to look at the little Taoist boy next to him who was called the teacher's uncle by the disciples in the sect at a young age, but saw his only apprentice squatting under the towering ancient tree on the side, his shoulders rising and falling.

"Crying?" The top-chested Taoist priest was puzzled and asked, "Do you cry when you watch people fight?" ”

The bare-chested Taoist priest stepped forward, and saw the branches and grass poles on the ground in front of the little Taoist boy, three round square-hole copper coins that were so old that the handwriting was blurred, and an insider's oily pulped tortoise shell that could see the doorway was thrown aside very casually, and the "Dripping Heavenly Marrow", which was regarded as a treasure, was also thrown on the ground; In his hand is a bamboo tube the size of an adult's fist, and one hundred and eight bamboo sticks are shaking indiscriminately, making a slight rustling sound; Even the yellow finch, which was very unstable, fell aside at this time, and from time to time pecked at the blanket that was thrown aside.

At this time, the little Taoist boy frowned, the same as the action of the Taoist priest who had just bare his chest, rubbed his chin, and chanted a word.

The bare-chested Taoist priest stood aside and stopped talking about it, quietly watching the little Taoist boy and another while, spit out a bamboo stick from the bamboo tube with two small words on the head of the fly, "no solution", a small pile of withered grass again, three copper coins are one positive and two reverse irregular, and the tortoise shell is taken and put away.

"Master, I can't count it." Xiaodao Tong finally raised his head and wanted to cry.

Even though he knew that the apprentice's appearance was a disguise, the master was the master after all, and he was so distressed that he squatted down and picked up the three copper coins, "What do you ask for?" ”

"Wudang luck."

Xiao Daotong said lightly, but the chested Taoist priest who had just held his right hand and was about to take a hexagram was startled, and directly opened his mouth and scolded: "You hammer, Wudang is my Taoist ancestral court, thousands of years of inheritance and accumulation, Lu Zu and his old man worked hard to combine the essence of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism to create today's Yang Qi number, you can calculate a hammer you count." ”

At this time, Li Xiaodaotong obviously no longer looked like he was pretending, and he really shed tears, "Then let's Wudang... It won't be so ruined, right? ”

The bare-chested Taoist priest was confused, looking at his little apprentice who had been leisurely and leisurely in the past few days, and looked puzzled, "What is the destruction?" ”

"Master, don't hide it from me." Xiaodaotong wiped his tears, a stomach aggrieved, "I heard Jiuding and Jiu'e talk a few days ago, I also went to the library to check, five hundred years ago I Wudang fifteenth generation head Zhang Xutuo soared into the threshold of the Heavenly Dao, saw that my Wudang qi was vain after five hundred years, and left a proverb before the military liberation, there are no birds on the mountain, the night covers the Dayue Temple, five hundred years later, a change, not waiting for spring to come." ”

The topless Taoist priest was speechless, tugging at the corners of his mouth and finally spit out two words, "." ”

Xiao Daotong got up very indignantly, for his master to be so indifferent, even if he was used to it, he also had some hatred for iron and steel, pinched his fingers, and said stubbornly: "You count, it has been exactly five hundred years since Zhang Xutuo was in charge, and it has not yet been spring, and the family surnamed Ye came to our Wudang, this is not... This is not..."In the end, he didn't say anything, and the little road boy's eyes were red again.

The bare-chested Taoist priest sneered and asked, "Then what do you mean by telling me about the footless bird on the mountain?" ”

This time, Xiao Daotong was a little speechless, tilted his head and thought for a while, and looked at the sisters and brothers of the Ye family who had gradually drifted away in the distance, and wondered: "I can't figure it out." ”

The bare-chested Taoist priest sneered again and spit out the mantra, "Count you a hammer." He asked as he walked towards Huixin'an: "The whole Taihe Dayue Mountain is a little bit, one of you, one leopard and one bird have been wandering around for more than ten years, and you have seen a footless bird?" ”

"Then I'll ask you again." Regardless of whether the apprentice followed or not, the bare-chested Taoist priest continued, "What does it mean not to wait for spring to come? ”

Asked again speechless, Xiao Daotong snorted angrily, and muttered in a low voice: "What do you want this master to do." ”

When he heard it, he didn't think he had heard it, and the bare-chested Taoist priest reached into his arms and rubbed it lazily, thinking that it must be an old mud that had not been washed for a winter, and said: "Heaven and man have not been able to sense it for thousands of years, how can Zhang Xutuo, a person who only sees the threshold of heaven, predict the future?" Besides, that old guy cultivates Daomen Mountain Technique, knows a fart proverb, and he has to go to the canteen to ask what he eats at night, and he speaks the language of a hammer. ”

Regarding the master's remarks of rebellious and insulting his predecessors, the little Taoist boy who was packing up all the things on the ground was obviously very sensitive, and loudly stopped him: "Bah, God, when I heard that you were so disrespectful to the teacher, thunder and slash you!" ”

The bare-chested Taoist priest didn't care, and said: "Zhang Xutuo, that old guy is chattering, interlaced like a mountain, the five Taoist techniques involve three doors in addition to our vein, and the whole world, if you can pass one door, you can be regarded as favored by the immortals." Your ancestor said that Wudang has been a Taoist celestial nostalgia for thousands of years, and it is my Taoist ancestral court, how can it be easily overturned? Although the world's qi has been depleted day by day for five hundred years, and the Great Dao has become a fool's dream, but five hundred years ago, my Dao Gate feathered and soared, how could it not bury the incense of future generations. ”

Stuffing the copper coin, tortoiseshell, bamboo tube, and bamboo sticks into the blanket, the little road boy trotted to his unobstructed master, and the leopard followed closely behind, and the yellow finch that had been combing the turmeric feathers on the branches swooped down and landed on the leopard's head, causing the half-human-tall pet to shake his head and shake his head uncomfortably.

This little Taoist boy, who was called the teacher's uncle by the disciples of the Yuezi generation, followed the bare-chested Taoist priest and asked: "Zhang Xutuo, the old head of the sect, was already expected to soar to enter the ranks of the immortals in the Heavenly Gate at that time, and it is understandable to have the sense of heaven and man, and it is reasonable to know what is going on, why is it not credible?" ”

"My Dao is the Great Dao, there is awakening, enlightenment, enlightenment, enlightenment, and enlightenment of the four realms, just like the seven realms of martial arts, in the last realm, all of them are inseparable from returning to the truth, returning to the basics. Zhang Xutuo spent fifty years in the realm of enlightenment, and finally forcibly broke through the realm and returned to the truth, which will naturally attract heavenly punishment, and it is good for him to carry down the heavenly thunder, and there is kung fu to look at the five hundred years before and after, you are really so capable of being an immortal in the world? No matter how powerful he is, no matter how invincible he is, he is also rampant under these nine heavens, against the way of heaven, he is a hammer. ”

The bare-chested Taoist priest talked eloquently, reasonable, and the little Taoist boy also thought about it and agreed with it.

The bare-chested Taoist priest continued: "You just read books honestly, don't think about something every day, there is a tall man on top of it when the sky falls, and you are afraid of a hammer." ”

Xiao Daotong nodded with the same feeling, looked up at the master who was three or four heads taller than himself, and said in his words: "Thank you, Master." ”

Naturally, he didn't pay attention to the apprentice's ingenuity, and the Taoist priest shook his hands behind his back and shook it three times in one step, "Your ancestor said that you can prove the Dao, and we don't know if it's true or not, if you become the first person to attain the Tao in five hundred years, our Wudang face will also have light, and then you will be alive and active with those gods and immortals in the sky, and let them take care of our Taoist ancestral court, isn't it also a good thing." ”

Xiao Daotong said seriously: "What about Qingcheng Dragon and Tiger Qiyun Mao Mountain?" ”

The bare-chested Taoist priest replied with a brain meltdown, "That's all from us here, and they will naturally be fine if they are good at martial arts." ”

"Then Longhu Mountain is still robbing the ancestor surnamed Zhang with us."

Xiao Daotong choked a sentence very inappropriately, so that the Taoist priest with a chest was stopped, and he broke his head for a while, and said: "Read some books in the future, or I will tell Zhang Jiuxiang, the gatekeeper, not to let you in." ”

Regarding the master's threat, the left ear went in and the right ear went out, Xiao Daotong pouted and rubbed his head, ignoring it.

In the Huixin Nunnery, Zhang Jiu'e saw a big and a small master and apprentice coming over, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi." ”

This white-haired, white-eyebrowed, white-bearded Lanyi veteran has a respectful attitude, which is enough to see the rules of the mountain gate.

Seeing Zhang Jiu'e, the bare-chested Taoist priest reprimanded for no reason: "Pay attention in the future, see if there are people around you who should say what you should say and what you shouldn't say, don't worry about what you shouldn't care." ”

Just now, the old man who guarded the mountain who had suffered a secret loss was said by Ye Yaoer, so he didn't wait to ask the reason, and saw that the person surnamed Zhang, who was the highest in Wudang at the moment, had already climbed the mountain, and only the senior and young Dao Tong made a grimace at himself.

This old Lanyi Dao, who has been guarding the mountain for more than 20 years, couldn't help but have a bitter face, and said Immeasurably Tianzun, I am afraid that this heart will be damaged again.

……

……

"That old man is very powerful." On the mountain road, Ye Yaoer asked.

"The head of the Nine Elders is the first heir designated by the head of the Wudang family, he is the one who cultivates the avenue of inaction, and he really sees through the red dust and has no quarrel with the world, but I don't know why he will give up the position of the head to Zhang Jiuding, and he is dedicated to being the mountain keeper of this Wudang."

To put it bluntly, the mind is impermanent, that is, non-action. This old man may be able to prove the road in the future. ”

I don't know what the mountain keeper would think if he heard this.

When the night san and the night were old when they arrived at the pavilion, it was already dark, and the night san tied the horse, helped my sister into the pavilion, picked up some dry firewood and made a fire, and took some dry food from the package to accompany my sister to eat.

"I'll spend the night here tonight, and I'll be up in the morning tomorrow." Ye San chose a leeward corner, hugged his sister into his arms, and said, "Go to sleep." ”

"Heaven and earth, it seems like this hasn't been like this for a long time, right?" Ye Yao's eyes were open, and he was facing the starry sky outside the pavilion.

Ye Sanwei was stunned for a moment, seemed to groan, and said: "It's been three years, the night when the rabbit and the old dog caught up with us, in that broken temple, there was air leaking from all sides."

Ye Yao nestled in his brother's arms, tightened the wooden box in his arms, closed his eyes, and seemed to groan.

"I also asked for a knife that night."

Three years ago, Beijing.

I thought that the most dangerous place was the safest, and I also thought that after coming out to hide for a while, the old man at home would reject that matter, so Ye San took his sister to hide from home and didn't go far, and hid directly in Beijing, which is not far from the capital.

didn't think about it, and the third night made a big incident because of the girl who had known him for a short time and was quite close to him, which made the old man in the family furious, and sent twelve horse pawns to find his sister and brother.

The battle on the hilltop in the north of the city, which was mentioned many times by the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital and the peddlers' pawns, was seriously injured in the third night and was in a coma for several days.

Thanks to a few maids in the courtyard of the night watch, they sent a message to inform them that after waking up, they took their sister to avoid the first pursuit of the twelve horse pawns and prepared to go south.

It was snowing heavily that night, and the two sisters and brothers hid in a broken temple under the South Mountain in Beijing, and they were also so roasted on fire, and the third night was also holding the frail sister like this, and the dog and the rabbit who was the best at tracking and treating poison and calling it a double absolute among the twelve horses knocked on the temple door.

Ye San didn't know when the other ten people would appear, so after settling his sister in the temple, he snatched the wooden box that she shook her head and held in her arms without letting go.

It was the first time he hadn't listened to his sister.

also did not listen to his mother's repeated instructions before she died, "please be willing to ask for a knife".

Twelve horses and twelve people, I really watched the night three watch from birth to the present, and even to a certain extent, he can be regarded as the master of the night three watches.

At the moment, the swords are facing each other, and Mo said that the night is not allowed, even the rabbits and dogs of the twelve horse pawns can't be ruthless.

The third night walked out of the broken temple, the snow was bigger, and the wind was more rapid.

He had just gotten used to the darkness of the night, and he didn't know what to say.

The third watch of the night shook off the wooden box and found the knife that he had only seen and had never touched.

The name of the knife, Luan.

The length of the knife is five feet, the handle is two feet five, and the blade is two feet five.

The wind and snow are even worse.

The snowflakes hit my face and felt a little painful.

Ye Yao didn't know how long she had waited, whether it was a blink of an eye, a cup of tea or a stick of incense, so she was picked up by her younger brother, and the wooden box was also stuffed into her arms.

"What's wrong?" Ye Ya Yi remembered that his tone was a little confused, and he also remembered that his younger brother ran away on his back for a long time without saying a word.

It wasn't until a long night later that I learned that when Luan Xuan swung down, the rabbit and the old dog, who were ten percent sure of the past, were stabbed.

The two of them fell in the snow without saying a word, but Ye Yaer knew that his sister and brother should owe this twelve horse pawns.

Ye San tightened his sister in his arms, put his chin on her forehead, and said, "Don't think about it, you won't move until you have to."

The voice of the night was like a dream, "Luan Xuan also heard it." ”

There is a low knife sound in the Youting Pavilion.