The little boy finally planned to go to the top of the white moon to see what the 'senior sister' was doing, and he originally wanted to take the pine cone with him.

As a result, the little demon girl stood in the mirror of the white moon, and when she saw the Taoists walking in a hurry everywhere, she became restrained, and obediently followed Ye Zhuliu to the cliff of the cliff in the mirror somewhere, where she rested.

Although Lu Xiaosan and Songguo said that the Taoist people who walked in a hurry were the best, and they didn't care what you were doing at a glance. Naturally, it is much better than a Taoist like Le Chaotian who walks around and has nothing to do.

It's just that Songguo still hesitated, and finally shook his head and refused.

So after Lu Xiaosan asked if he could walk around, he happily carried the gourd and the bell on his back, stepped on the suspension bridges like a thousand wires in the mirror, and walked all the way to the top.

Of course, the little boy would not go straight all the way so peacefully, the upward road was long and complicated, so Lu Xiaosan grabbed a Taoist from time to time and asked where to go.

Or just run to those drips and look at the Taoists who are carefully remembering.

Lu Xiaosan thought that the person who lacked a door should be like that, for example, the fairy wind and the bones, who don't ask about the world, sit under the cloud pine, and comprehend the avenue in the quiet world.

As a result, they were all as busy as the dogs in the village.

But when the little boy thought about it, it seemed to be right.

After all, not asking about the world naturally does not mean idleness, let alone saying that Taoism is materialistic and dialectical?

Just sitting and thinking about it, naturally it can't be described like that.

At the beginning, Li Qianyi's title of Taoist saint was not a dry sitting, the Taoist a thousand years ago really ran all over the world with a booklet.

On the contrary, the Sword Saint Tsing Yi sat on a high cliff.

So Lu Xiaosan watched for a long time and asked very sincerely, "What is this doing?" ”

The Taoist didn't even glance at Lu Xiaosan, he just stared seriously at the droplet of water that was gradually growing and full at the dripping mouth above, and it wasn't until the moment it dripped, this Taoist person quickly wrote a horizontal on the booklet in his hand.

Lu Xiaosan then looked at the booklet in the Taoist's hand.

Some are one horizontal, some are two, and the whole booklet is densely packed with only these two things.

This made the little boy look confused.

Is this the so-called simplicity of the road?

But it looks a lot like the divination operator's hexagram.

After the Taoist finished remembering, he glanced at Lu Xiaosan and said very strangely: "Where did you come from?" Master's new disciple? ”

Lu Xiaosan said sincerely: "I am Sword Immortal Lu Xiaosan. ”

The Taoist said very perfunctorily: "Hello Sword Immortal senior, I'm remembering the leak." ”

With that, he walked towards another cliff in the distance, and his robes were indeed fluttering, and he studied the booklet in his hand while walking.

Lu Xiaosan thought to himself that I was short-sighted and not blind, of course I knew that this was a leak.

The question is, what do you remember?

However, Lu Xiaosan didn't really chase after him.

After all, they look really busy.

The boy looked around for a while, and then began to walk up the cliff paths.

Although the cliffs in those White Moon Mirrors are not high and have no momentum, there are a lot of them after all, and the little boy is a little dizzy.

By the time the young man gradually walked to the top of the White Moon Mirror, the cold sky light from the night sea had dimmed a lot.

Above is an extraordinarily old-looking drip, from which water drips from the drips below.

Lu Xiaosan leaned to the side and looked at it, originally wanting to make some tricks, but he was afraid of being beaten, so he gave up.

These mysterious things, at first glance, are related to the lack of a fortune telling, what will happen if you pee in it?

It took Lu Xiaosan a long time to calm down this very tempting and deadly idea.

After the drip, there is a path carrying a faint and clear light, all the way to the outside of the White Moon Mirror.

Lu Xiaosan, who had been climbing for a long time, finally felt very comfortable and breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked towards the top of the white moon with a sword and a gourd on his back.

The moment I walked out, there was a cool April sea breeze in the night of the world.

The stars in the sky were bright, like some moonlight that had been beaten to pieces, and it was finely spread over the sky.

The little boy looked up at the sky for a long time, and then looked into the distance, on those secluded floating islands, the white flowers were cold, like some small waves.

Until the end, the little boy's eyes fell on the white moon at his feet.

Glancing left and right, the little boy hehehe, lying down is a mouthful.

"Phew, bah, bah."

Soon the little boy showed an extremely melancholy look.

It's all sand and gravel.

I almost broke the boy's teeth.

Lu Xiaosan thought that no one would see it, but the next moment, he saw a Taoist in his thirties walking up from the mirror of the White Moon Mirror with a strange expression.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Xiaosan thought to himself, what else can I do, is it a mouthful of moonsand swallowed into my stomach, and my life is up to me?

"I want to see how the soil is here."

Lu Xiaosan said without changing his face.

The Taoist probably believed it, looked at Lu Xiaosan and asked, "How is it?" ”

Lu Xiaosan thought about it seriously and said, "It's a little salty, did you step on the pee?" ”

The Taoists stepped on the urine and walked around on it, so it became like this.

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "This is in the East China Sea, it must be salty." ”

Lu Xiaosan said helplessly: "Okay." ”

However, looking at this Taoist, it seemed to be a little leisurely and elegant, so Lu Xiaosan asked sincerely, "Senior brother, what are you doing?" ”

The Taoist looked at Lu Xiaosan silently for a long time, and then said, "Guess what we do?" ”

Lu Xiaosan looked at the Taoist who was covered in dust seriously, thought for a while, and said, "I guess you are digging stones." ”

“......”

The Taoist looked at the little boy very helplessly, and then shook his head and smiled.

Lu Xiaosan didn't know what he thought, his eyes lit up, he took off the gourd behind him, held it in his hand, looked at the Taoist mysteriously and asked, "I'm not very good at guessing, why don't you guess what's in my gourd." ”

The Taoist raised his eyebrows, looked down at the cyan gourd in the little boy's hand, and didn't know why he always had a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

As for what the gourd has?

The Taoist smiled slightly.

"There are seeds in the gourd."

"Hahaha, I guessed wrong." Lu Xiaosan smiled very proudly. "There's a sword inside."

The Taoist just laughed softly and passed away with the little boy.

Lu Xiaosan was stunned for a moment, looked at the back of the Taoist and said, "What do you mean by this?" ”

The Taoist just laughed as he walked.

"I don't think you're right, it's either a sword or a seed in it, if not, you can open it for me to see."

Lu Xiaosan thought for a long time, sighed, and said, "You're right, it's the seed." ”

The little boy is still raising a sword, so naturally he can't open the gourd.

So the Taoist at least calculated that the little boy couldn't open the gourd.

It seems harder than guessing what's inside.

The little boy was convinced, and he didn't ask what the senior brother did.

After all, such a question is a bit stupid.

The Taoist went away quietly, and Lu Xiaosan looked there for a while, and then remembered that he had come to find the senior sister who was sitting in the moonlight.

So he stood on the mirror of the white moon and looked into the distance, but finally saw such a figure sitting under the starlight of the night.

The little boy put the gourd back behind him, and then ran to that place.

It's just that when he ran closer, the little boy was instantly disappointed.

That senior sister may not look as big as herself, and she has two small pinchs on her head, she should be a little Taoist child, and she doesn't look very smart.

So the little boy understood a truth on such a night.

The most beautiful things really come from the imagination.

For example, if you don't take a bite yourself, this round of White Moon Mirror will always be a pastry with a dense taste.

That senior sister is also a fairy in the moon who sits under the clear light of the night moon.

Lu Xiaosan sighed and slowly walked to the little Taoist boy.

"What is Senior Sister looking at?"

Wang Xiaohua, who was walking, turned her head and looked at Lu Xiaosan blankly, not knowing where this little boy jumped out.

It took a long time before Xiaodao Tong spoke: "Look at the sea." ”

This is a very natural answer.

Lu Xiaosan sat down next to Wang Xiaohua, and looked in the direction that Fang Cai Xiaodaotong was looking, it was indeed just a vast and endless sea under the starry night.

There may be a few isolated islands in the far reaches of the sea, but more than that, just a sense of the vastness of everything.

At the edge of the sea is the sky, a dome of dark color but like a deep beauty, and along the walls of the dome, the starlight is sprinkled and goes towards the clear sky.

"You are the sword immortal who came on the gourd earlier?"

As the saying goes, distance produces beauty.

The little boy looked at the little Taoist boy from afar, like a fairy in the moon.

The little Taoist boy looked at the little boy from afar, like a sword fairy in the sky.

It's just that after the two met, they were probably a little disappointed.

Lu Xiaosan didn't want Lu Xiaoer's eyebrows to be as good-looking, and this little boy even had some dust left by gnawing stones on his mouth. The only thing that stands out is the sword on his back and the cyan gourd.

It's just that the little boy can't get tired of hearing words like Sword Immortal, so he said sincerely: "Yes." ”

Xiaodaotong thought to himself that this person was really shameless, but after all, the visitor was a guest, so Wang Xiaohua did not pierce Lu Xiaosan's self-satisfied fantasy.

The two people who were not as big as Le Chaotian's shoes sat on the top of the White Moon Mirror and watched Haitian for a long time.

"What are you doing here?"

Wang Xiaohua looked at the little boy on the side, and suddenly realized that she really hadn't seen someone as big as herself for a long time.

Lu Xiaosan thought for a while and said, "I thought you were a fairy under the moon, so I came over to take a look." ”

Wang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, but she was a little shy, and raised her hand to touch the little tugs on her head.

It's just that the little boy continued: "But it seems that I think too much, if it is the junior sister named Chu Waist who is sitting here, she will probably really be a fairy under the moon, and she will babble and sing." ”

“......”

It took Wang Xiaohua a long time to figure out some things, such as when 'I think' is used in some words, it is no longer true.

It's just that she still didn't say anything to the little boy, and I thought you were a sword immortal.

Will the fairy tie the little tug?

Maybe.

But it won't be the current Wang Xiaohua.

After all, someone also wrote that the peach blossom demon with picturesque eyebrows and eyes combed two big black braids.

Xiao Daotong listened to the little boy's words, thought for a while, and asked: "Who is Chu Yuan, the name is so weird, but it still sounds better than my name." ”

Lu Xiaosan said: "The sword cultivator of a small Dao realm is very good-looking, but he always likes to have a cold face, what is the name of the senior sister?" ”

Xiao Daotong sighed and said, "Wang Xiaohua." ”

Lu Xiaosan took a deep breath.

Then he looked at this little senior sister sitting alone in Baiyue with some sympathy.

"My name is Lu Xiaosan."

The two were relatively silent.

The little boy sighed again and continued: "Actually, this name is okay, before I entered the Sword Sect, my name was Lu Dog Baby. ”

Wang Xiaohua said very sincerely: "Indeed. ”

Sure enough, good and bad need to be compared.

A white-clothed sword cultivator said so.

The disposition of the world is to reconcile and compromise.

For example, if you say that you want to be named Lu Xiaosan, you will definitely not be happy.

But if you don't call Lu Xiaosan, you have to call Lu Dog Baby.

So the little boy was willing to call Lu Xiaosan.

Lu Xiaosan felt that this topic was not good at all, and he was sad and tearful when he said it, so he changed the topic.

"Has Senior Sister started practicing?"

Wang Xiaohua sat there and looked down at the sea under the moon.

"No, they didn't teach me how to practice, they just said a lot of things to me that I didn't understand for a while."

Lu Xiaosan then became proud, took down the Bun Bell from behind him, and pulled out his sword, with a faint Yuan Qi sword intent wandering on it.

The little boy's vitality came late, but the sword intent was not slow.

Because the little boy knew very well why he wanted to hold a sword.

He wants to be a great sword immortal.

"See, I've already started practicing."

Wang Xiaohua looked at Lu Xiaosan on the side, tilted her head and thought about it, and said, "I probably don't need to practice." ”

Lu Xiaosan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?" ”

Wang Xiaohua didn't answer, just closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, there was an extremely ancient and solemn aura coming out of her body.

Even if there are still two small tugs on his head.

At this moment, in Lu Xiaosan's opinion, the temperament of the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes, especially when the little boy's gaze fell on the black marks in the eyes of the little Daotong.

The little boy sat there in a daze.

When the pair of black eyes with extremely old marks looked over, the little boy's heart was in an instant, as if he was in a situation of life and death.

Fortunately, Xiao Daotong probably couldn't maintain such a gaze for a long time, and soon those breaths dissipated, and he sat there with a pale face.

"What's that?"

Lu Xiaosan asked in a daze.

"That's ..... God"

Wang Xiaohua stopped halfway through speaking, and then changed her words.

"A mysterious spell."

Lu Xiaosan was silent.

"What can it do?"

Wang Xiaohua sat there quietly and turned her head, what could it do?

The little Taoist boy looked at the starry night in silence for a long time, and then said softly: "I don't know. ”

How could Wang Xiaohua not know what it could do?

When she was on the edge of Daze, Bu Operator had already told her.

This is the Divine Command.

But what does the priest do?

If you don't look at everything, don't smell everything, don't ask anything.

I don't get into my mind.

So what does Si Ming do?

Wang Xiaohua still hasn't been able to figure out such a question.

Just as the world does not understand that there is a lack of a door, he never tells the world what they can see in the wind, in those drips that are as long as a thousand years, in all the concrete images.

Lu Xiaosan said softly: "It's normal in the world to not understand, and it's normal not to know. ”

Wang Xiaohua turned her head to look at the little boy.

Lu Xiaosan smiled, put the Buwen Bell aside, lay down on the White Moon Mirror, and said, "This is what a certain senior in Sword Lake said. ”

This little boy, who had always been very naughty, and was jumping happily like a small earth dog a few months old, was quiet at this time.

"If I had a sword, I certainly wasn't there to kill."

Of course, the little boy had a sword, and even a lot of swords, all of which were hidden in the gourd.

"Then what are you doing with your sword?"

Wang Xiaohua asked curiously.

When Lu Xiaosan heard this question, he may have already prepared his own answer, so his eyes widened, looking at the starlight.

"I can use it as a crutch, and I can use it to play tunes, just like my uncle did, playing swords and singing and singing."

Gentlemen don't have instruments.

The same is true of all things.

Lu Xiaosan didn't know what he thought of, and he smiled: "Of course, if I can, I would like to take it to the sky and cut a piece of the moon down." ”

The bite of the moon in the little boy's dream makes people linger.

Who wouldn't want to take a bite of the moon when they see it?

Maybe it's rustling, maybe it's sweet.

So after eating the moon, I wanted to eat the sunset again.

The night before the sunset is like a big preserved egg.

Wang Xiaohua tilted her head and thought silently, so she also swallowed her saliva subconsciously.

Lu Xiaosan said and spoke, as if he had regained his nature, he suddenly sat up and said excitedly: "Do you like to eat hot pot, let's eat hot pot." ”

Wang Xiaohua was confused by this leaping thinking.

"Why did you suddenly think of eating hot pot?"

Lu Xiaosan said seriously: "Think about it, isn't it a very happy thing for you to sit on the top of a bright moon that fell in the vast sea, sitting with your junior brother in the charming moonlight, with stars in the sky above your head and a steaming hot pot in front of you?" ”

Wang Xiaohua was very moved, but in the end she shook her head silently.

"Don't you like hot pot?"

Wang Xiaohua turned her head and said silently: "I don't like it." ”

Lu Xiaosan wanted to say something more, but this little Taoist boy began to chase away customers very ruthlessly.

"You go, don't come here again."

The voice was resolute like a farewell between some lovers who had sworn an oath to each other.

Lu Xiaosan tilted his head and looked at Wang Xiaohua for a long time, although he didn't understand very well, he still picked up his sword, stood up, and walked in the direction he came.

So the little boy left the top of the white moon in a daze.

Only the little boy sat there wistfully.

How can anyone not like to eat hot pot?

It's just that today I am tempted by hot pot, tomorrow I will be tempted by the moon, and maybe one day I will be tempted by that little boy.

Then I began to think about the world.

Xiao Daotong seemed to understand in an instant, why such a person on the high cliff of the East China Sea would never ask about the reason for the world.

Maybe that's the reason for a lot of things.

Not only high cliffs, more than gods and ghosts.

Tranquility is the right thing in the world.