The world is surrounded by oceans, and there are scattered large and small islands of all sizes, among which the five largest islands, called land, are distributed in the southeast, northwest, and northwest.

They are the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the South Zhanbu Continent, the North Julu Continent, the West Niuhe Continent, and the East Sheng Divine Continent.

There are four small states, smaller than five continents and larger than the island, called Antarctica, Arctica continent, Zifu continent, Tianpeng continent, so nine continents and called the world.

Jiuzhou world, the territory is vast, there are many strange people and strange things, it belongs to the south of the Zhanbu Continent, located in the south, the fish and dragons are mixed, the three religions and nine streams converge, the red dust is rolling, the heroes rise together, and the momentum is not inferior to the Shenzhou of Chixian County.

At the southernmost tip of Nanzhan Buzhou there was a Daqian Dynasty.

Dazai Qianyuan, the beginning of all materials, is the domination of the sky.

Dazai Qianyuan, the sun and the moon are viewed with chastity; To Zai Kun Yuan, with mountains and rivers to carry things.

Qianyuan takes the meaning of the way of heaven, and the country has been long for more than 400 years.

In the southernmost part of the Great Qian Dynasty, there is a small town called Zhuxian Town.

Five thousand years ago, the golden-winged Dapeng bird chased and killed the red whiskered dragon, and it stopped here, and the blood stained the red mountain, and the young Taoist said that it was a wild fall, which was wonderful.

I never thought that I would suddenly bump into Shen Gongbao, a bar spirit, and there was a posture of breaking the casserole and asking the end.

Suddenly the mysterious and mysterious atmosphere was destroyed, and the fun of listening to books was lost, and there was no such fluttering feeling.

Many listeners come back to their senses and think about it carefully, and they will find many contradictions.

Someone joked: "Daochang Lu, the book says that the dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow, how can this red mountain be red!" ”

"That's right, that's right."

At the entrance of the streets and alleys, I don't know when a man appeared, gloating, and fell into the well and said: "How can this blood splash for 3,000 miles, and my Daqian Dynasty is only 6,000 miles, and half of the blood is left." ”

The women in Fireworks Alley came to listen to the book and watch the Taoist, and these men with strong blood and strength naturally hid in the dark to watch the women.

I don't know who embellished whose scenery, and I don't know who fell into whose dream.

However, this does not prevent the men in the small town from working together at this moment, hating the same enemy, and falling into the trap for this little white-faced Taoist priest.

"Wrong, wrong."

I saw that the young Taoist was not in a hurry, shook his head and said: "Since ancient times, articles have been like this, the more mysterious they are, the more they have feelings, and they can exert their imagination." ”

"If you really want to put out a bunch of boring words, saying that the red mountain is a few feet and a few millimeters, seeing how the terrain is achieved, and studying the soil for a few centimeters, wouldn't it be inferior."

The men in the town were suddenly speechless, and since ancient times, they have written poems and compositions, all of which pay attention to gorgeous rhetoric, majestic weather, what suspicion, what nine thousand miles, what nineteen states, and the poems of Qinglian Jushi have long been copied and rotten.

If the poetry meeting is calculated, it will attract ridicule from others, and it is probably this charter to write, take out a vague concept, and fool the reader.

I really want to write in detail, but the reader scolds it for being boring, the number of words, and the cheating of the manuscript fee.

A biography, if the author can really write the head of the Tao, everywhere reasonable, subtle such as seeing the heavenly demons, then there is no need to mix the rivers and lakes, go directly to the temple to the king to calculate the world, worship the prime minister.

Everyone was divided, but the thin, swarthy young man whispered, "No......"

The voice is very low, and the sound is very small, which can be called a mosquito sound.

However, it attracted the young Taoist to look sideways, and even Shen Gongbao looked at it with interest.

"What's wrong?" The young Taoist smiled and said, "Say it." ”

Chen Changsheng's face suddenly turned red, something was wrong, of course the numbers were wrong.

The world is ignorant, except for the bookkeeper in the rivers and lakes, and the household book in the temple, most people are dull to numbers.

However, Chen Changsheng has had to give his grandmother medicine and decoction since he was a child, and he is extremely sensitive to numbers.

It is a three-point poison, and Dr. Wu in the town divides the medicine into big poison, regular poison, small poison, and non-poison. The treatment of diseases requires the treatment of great poisons, and six out of ten are removed; often poison cures diseases, seven out of ten; Small poison cures, eight out of ten; Non-toxic treatment, nine out of ten.

The big poison is Tripterygium wilfordii, which specializes in treating rheumatism, the poison is the roundworm medicine bitter chair, and the poison is the centipede that relieves wind and spasms.

In the eyes of doctors, everything in heaven and earth can be used in medicine, and what must be mastered is a measure.

Some medicines are used well, and fighting poison with poison is a good remedy for life, and if you use less, it has no effect, and you directly drink a stomach of useless bitter water, once you use more, it is even more fatal, and it is a complete poison.

It is licorice, which has peaceful medicinal properties, can reconcile various medicines, has the function of strengthening the stomach, has the effect of replenishing and benefiting qi, purging fire and detoxifying, easing medicinal properties, and relieving emergencies. However, if it is taken for a long time without reason, it can affect the spleen and stomach qi and hinder the digestive function;

Grasping medicine is still like this, you need to be meticulous, and you must not make any mistakes, not to mention other figures.

If the government's figure is wrong, I don't know how many people will be killed.

This is the truth that Chen Changsheng realized from the prescription.

But, do you want to say this truth?!

Chen Changsheng looked at the smiling Taoist, at the scholars who were disapproving, and at the women who were quite fond of the young Taoist, and suddenly fell into silence.

Speaking out, saying what, will only provoke disgust.

The Taoist will complain that he came to demolish the stage, and the women in Fireworks Lane will also love the house and the Wu, and the pond fish will not be able to do business in Fireworks Lane these days.

Some scholars will be disgusted that he has broken the beauty in their hearts, and of course, some people will directly ignore Chen Changsheng.

The real dragon doesn't talk to ants, no matter how reasonable Chen Changsheng is, he is just a pariah without a father and a mother.

Speaking is not about whether it is reasonable or not, but about how softly people speak.

"No ......"

Chen Changsheng shook his head, preparing to leave with the firewood on his back, and sell two more loads of firewood while he had time.

"Are you wrong?" The young Taoist still had a smile on his face, walked up to the young man, and looked at Chen Changsheng's clear pupils, his eyes were dark, deep and simple, as if he was about to see through people's hearts.

Chen Changsheng's heart trembled, and he wanted to stop talking, but there were voices in his ears.

"Get out of the stinky wood!"

"Don't delay us from listening."

"Untouchables."

"Another ant who doesn't know what to call it."

"There's something interesting about this guy."

"Xiao Changsheng, hurry up and apologize and admit his mistake."

"Hurry up and go, you will buy these few catties of chai sister."

……

If there is a voice, hovering on the heart lake, like a brick pressing down, to bend the young man's spine, so that the thin figure bows its head.

"I ...... Is it wrong?! ”

Chen Changsheng only felt out of breath, the blue sky was hanging in the sky, the light was shining, and the shadows of the surrounding viewers were getting longer and longer, converging together, like a black curtain, enveloping the young man in it.

As long as he admits his mistake, he can escape, and he can leave this embarrassing place.

"I ...... Wrong ......"

Chen Changsheng gritted his teeth and lowered his head heavily, unwilling to let others see his red pupils.

"You're not wrong."

Shen Gongbao walked to the voice of Xu Laodao's pleading, walked behind Chen Changsheng, and with a slight support, the young man's waist that should have been bent suddenly straightened, as if he had been injected with some kind of strength.

"That's right." One thought in Chen Changsheng's heart overpowered another, and he said loudly: "I'm not wrong! ”

Everyone was slightly stunned, they didn't expect such a poor disciple to be able to refute so loudly with a voice like a bell.

Who gave him the strength and who gave him the confidence.

Chen Changsheng turned around and looked at it, and then said in surprise: "Daochang Xu, you're back." ”

"You're not wrong." Shen Gongbao nodded, looked at the young man's clear eyes, and said with a slight smile: "Wrong is wrong, right is right." ”

"The steps can be faltering, the heart should be immeasurable, no matter what you do in the future, I hope you remember a sentence."

"There is no black and white in the world, there is black and white in the human heart."

"Poor Dao thinks that my generation's cultivation, even if it can't transform the world, it shouldn't be changed by the world."

"What does this fellow Daoist think?"

The young Taoist laughed and said, "It makes sense, it makes sense." ”

Shen Gongbao then looked at Chen Changsheng and motioned for him to speak.

Chen Changsheng nodded solemnly and looked at the young Daodao: "I don't think the numbers can be wrong, it's like a person can eat a bowl of rice, but if you eat two or three bowls of rice, you will hold it up, and if you eat seven or eight bowls, you will die." ”

The young Taoist looked solemn, as if he had listened to the teachings of the sage, and the Buddha drank the stick, stroked his palm, and said, "Yes, yes, it does make sense." ”

"It's not about the poor road."

"Ha ......"

The crowd who were about to watch the play at the scene were stunned, why didn't this Taoist priest play cards according to the routine.

"Huh?!"

Chen Changsheng was also a little confused, and he couldn't understand the meaning of the young Taoist.

"The problem of the reader, the right and wrong of the reader, the strange skills and ingenuity, the right way, let the Confucian sages and gentlemen tangle the number problem."

The young Taoist laughed, as if he was laughing at something, and spread his hands and said, "What is the matter of me as a Taoist priest, and I don't need to have a headache." ”

"Children and grandchildren are blessed by their children and grandchildren, and I am blessed without children and grandchildren."

"Nan Wu Amitabha, good, good, Buddha must agree with my words."

Shen Gongbao sighed and said, "It seems that the Dao Master has no apprentices, and there are no worries." ”

The young Taoist was suddenly indignant and said, "Originally, there was one, but I don't know which bastard was ruined." ”

"This fellow Daoist, you say that this bastard is not bad."

"There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't want it." Shen Gongbao shook his head and walked outside with Chen Changsheng.

The young Taoist followed with a dead face, ignoring the voices of the little girls in Fireworks Alley, and looked around Shen Gongbao left and left, and then looked, puzzled: "What is the name of this Taoist friend?" ”

"Well said, well said." Shen Gongbao said with a smile: "Under Xu Taiding." ”

"Real name?" The young Taoist raised his eyebrows.

Chen Changsheng testified loudly: "When I was a child, Daochang Xu was named like this, Daoist Lu Sha, do you have something to do with us?" ”

The handsome young Taoist Lu Sha smiled: "Boy, have you forgotten, I still owe you a hexagram, do you want to tell fortunes." ”

Chen Changsheng was suddenly stunned, and asked a little nervously: "Daochang Lu, you won't be the legendary Jindan Zhenren in the game world, Yuanying Zhenjun, right?" ”

"What are you kid thinking?" Lu Shadao said helplessly: "Poor Dao does not have a real person, and the true monarch is so powerful. ”

"It's just a little bit of fate, instead of guessing that Poor Dao is a master, it's better to guess this Xu Daochang, maybe it's a Jindan real person, an old fairy who plays Hongchen."

"Immortals?" Some residents of the small town passing by sneered and pointed at Shen Gongbao and said, "As far as he Xu Lao Dao, Xu Taiding, I have never seen a god fainting at the door in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

Lu Shadao shook his head and said: "Real people don't show their faces, and they don't show their faces." ”

Chen Changsheng took a deep breath and said, "Daochang Lu, Daochang Xu really doesn't know how to call for wind and rain, please go back." ”

Lushadao shook his head vigorously.

"Poor Dao is a poor and sour Taoist priest, who wants money without money, and has no one for people." Shen Gongbao sighed and said: "But Lu Daochang is unfathomable, I don't know where it is sacred?" ”

Lu Shadao made a gesture, laughed and said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, the poor road is a mountain and wild guest, and there is an old house on the south side of the stone bridge." ”

"There is an old house on the south side of the stone bridge?" Chen Changsheng's eyes were slightly stunned, and he couldn't help asking: "It's the stone bridge where the Dragon Sword is hung, on the side of Shuize Road." ”

Lu Shadao smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Exactly, exactly, speaking of which, Poor Dao spent a period of time in Zhuxian Town in the early years, and now it can be regarded as a revisit." ”

"Actually, we're fellow countrymen."

Chen Changsheng suddenly realized, and then said a sentence in the Zhu Xianzhen dialect with a smile.

Lu Shadao looked confused and couldn't help asking, "What are you talking about?" ”

Chen Changsheng said shyly: "It's just a blessing in the town." ”

Shen Gongbao shook his head and smiled when he saw this, Lu Shadao didn't understand, but he understood, this is the slang of the small town people, not the locals don't understand it at all.

This kid is not stupid.

At this time, Xu Taiding's voice sounded in Shen Gongbao's ears.

"Real person, Xiaodao, I haven't seen this Lu Shadao person in my life."

If Chen Changsheng didn't know Lu Shadao, it would be reasonable, after all, Chen Changsheng was only sixteen years old, and Lu Shadao said that he came sixteen years ago, so he could mess with the past.

However, Xu Taiding has lived in Zhuxian Town for seventy or eighty years, if he doesn't know Lu Shadao.

How many years ago did this guy be?

"A hundred years? 500 Years ...... Or five thousand years ago? ”

"The Golden-winged Roc Bird kills the Redbeard Dragon."

Shen Gongbao suddenly laughed, looking at the winding and winding roads of the town, like a water snake, branching out several lines along the main trunk, namely Fulu Lane, Fireworks Lane, Houde Lane, Fallen Leaf Lane, and a Tianxiang Street.

As the name suggests, Fulu Lane is inhabited by dignitaries and squires.

Houde Lane, most of the well-off families, and even have a lot of talents.

Chen Changsheng lives in Fallen Leaf Alley, with a dilapidated and clean small courtyard house.

Out of the alley, and then at the end of Tianxiang Street, there is a river with a stone bridge over the river.

That is to say, the old site mentioned by the Luchadao people.

Seeing Chen Changsheng return home, the two Taoists walked along the water bridge and chatted with each other.

Lu Shadao climbed high and looked into the distance, looked at the red mountain, and suddenly smiled: "A whale falls and everything is born, let alone a real dragon." ”

"In the past five thousand years, Zhu Xianzhen has produced many dignitaries and immortal seeds."

"It's like a leek, cut stubble after stubble."

"If you don't pick the Taoist species, how can you look at a poor boy with bad qualifications, no luck, and no luck."

Shen Gongbao smiled indifferently: "This place is called Zhuxian Town, not Zhenlong Town." ”

(End of chapter)