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About half of the night, I suddenly heard someone whispering in my ear: "Chang Gongzi, Chang Gongzi, wake up quickly"

The voice was so close that it seemed to be close to my ear. Chang Jin woke up, and now the house was empty. He pushed open the door and saw the Taoist priest standing in the atrium, looking at the dark sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Xuandong turned his head and said, "I didn't have a lot of fun drinking in the tavern before, can Chang Gongzi choose a quiet place with me and drink a few more glasses?"

"Why not" Chang Jin was also very curious about this sloppy Taoist, so he naturally nodded and agreed.

I saw Dong Xuan put his hand into the cloth he was carrying, and quickly grabbed a futon for meditation. The futon immediately became larger after it landed, and it was already the size of a plate in a moment, which was very strange.

Seeing the curious light flashing in Chang Jin's eyes, Xuandong smiled: "Chang Gongzi can stand up, and I'll take you to play in mid-air." ”

When he stood on the futon, Xuandong stretched out his hand, and the futon immediately flew up, and in the blink of an eye, it came into the air.

To be able to control the magic weapon to fly, at least in the realm of true immortals. For no reason, Chang Jin remembered Hu Dahai he met at the beginning, and the fox could also fly with magic weapons, but I don't know which of their realms is higher or lower.

Although he was hunting in the sky, Chang Jin did not have the slightest fear on his face, which also made the Xuandong Daoist look at it a few more times.

As everyone knows, he has already arrived in the realm of ghosts and immortals, and the out-of-body yin god is like a common thing. In this situation, I am naturally not afraid.

However, what made Chang Jin even more strange was that the magic pen in the Mud Huan Palace didn't know if it could cover the aura or how, and even this Taoist priest couldn't sense the abnormality in his body.

It's just that I was brought into the illusion by that picture scroll before, why didn't the magic pen react.

Chang Jin was very puzzled in his heart, and his face did not show anything.

When the futon was on the top of the mountain, Xuandong stretched out his hand and landed on a large rock.

At this time, there is no moon in the sky, and the night is lonely.

Xuandong Daoist smiled slightly: "Chang Gongzi wait a minute, wait for me to make some arrangements,"

After saying that, he took out a pair of scissors from the cloth and cut the yellow paper with the knife, and in a moment cut the yellow paper into a circle. I saw Xuandong pinching the magic trick and throwing the yellow paper into the air.

But I saw the yellow paper unfold in the wind, hovering in mid-air, like a mirror.

In a few moments, the paper mirror emitted a trace of faint light, illuminating the surrounding more than a dozen square circles.

When I looked up, it seemed like a full moon was really hanging high. The clear light was bright, waking up a few night birds perched in the old trees, and a few crisp cries came out in the distance.

Even if he was mentally prepared, Chang Jin couldn't help but be amazed when he saw it. Taoist supernatural powers are really unpredictable. In particular, the cloth that you carry with you is like a treasure chest, and you can take out anything.

"Chang Gongzi, how is this scene?" Seeing the other party's face showing a look of fascination, Xuandong asked proudly.

"People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings. Chang Jin chanted softly.

The Xuandong Taoist also read poetry books before becoming a monk, so he was naturally able to appreciate the artistic conception of this poem. The spring night, the bright moon, and the mountain birds include the surrounding scenery in a few sentences, and it does not give people a suspicion of piling up, but feels very natural, and there is a faint Taoist tranquility and nature in it.

"Good poetry, the son is really profound" He tasted it carefully and couldn't help but praise it. In his opinion, this kind of congenial verse naturally could not have been prepared by Chang Jin in advance. It should be at your fingertips, and you can get it occasionally. It is in this way that Chang Jin is more and more remarkable, and he has this atmospheric luck.

In the bottom of his heart, Xuandong thought highly of Chang Jin and made up his mind to include him in the door.

"Chang Gongzi's poem makes people feel excited, when the floating is white", the sloppy Taoist reached out and took out a wine jug and two wine glasses from the cloth.

As soon as the cool liquid is poured out, a faint aroma wafts out, which is obviously a fine wine.

"Chang Gongzi, please" Chang Jin stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you for the wine." "When you put the wine under your nose, the wine is full of wine and fragrant, which makes people feel intoxicated when you smell it.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and drink the cup to the brim. Sure enough, it's a good wine! That's it, you and I drink each other. is so fast, but the wine in the pot is always full, but it does not decrease. After seeing all kinds of miracles of the old Tao, Chang Jin didn't think it was strange, just a Taoist method.

When he drank to the xing, the Xuandong Taoist suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, pointing at the bright moon in the air and scolding: "Thief God, I'm still alive, what if you are high...... Haha, it's just a calculation after all...... In the end, it was all for nothing. ”

Although he has only met the sloppy Taoist twice, the other party has always given him the impression of being unfathomable, the image of the fairy wind and bones. Now in such a state, Chang Jin Fang only saw his true color, and he didn't know what was sad.

It's just that Chang Jin didn't dissuade him, and he took care of himself and drank slowly.

After a long time, the sloppy Taoist came to his senses, and there was a little more loneliness in his eyes: "Chang Gongzi, such a beautiful scenery, although there is a moonlight, why not drink lonely alone, it is better to call a few beauties to accompany you." ”

After speaking, he took out the scroll from the cloth again, stretched out his hand, and the maids in the scroll walked out of it, no more than a foot long at first, and when his feet hit the ground, his body swelled sharply, and in the blink of an eye it was as tall as an ordinary person.

But I saw a few maids with slender waists and twisted waists, plain hands, dancing in neon clothes and feathers not far away, one of the maids danced and sang: "Fairy fairy, and still care, and the ghost is in the cold ......."

The sound is crisp, like a hole flute blowing. As soon as they sang, the dancing maids returned to the scroll and disappeared.

The aftermath was lingering, Chang Jin came to his senses for a moment, and was just about to praise him, but now this sloppy Taoist was already in tears at some point, obviously evoking a sad past in the song just now. I just don't know when he was sad.

Seeing him looking at himself, Xuandong also came to his senses: "Don't blame Chang Gongzi, the old way is out of shape!"

"The Taoist is really temperamental, what a wonder. Chang Jin Exit responded. It can be seen that this old man is also a man with a story.

"Have you had a good time tonight? If you have a good time, I'll send you back." Returning to the hotel, Chang Jin thought that the other party would mention the matter of accepting him as an apprentice again.

How do you know that the Xuandong Taoist seems to have suddenly forgotten jì, and he didn't talk about it until he left.

When Wang Qinian woke up the next day, he looked around for the Xuandong Dao Master, but now the other party had already left.

This made him cry out with regret, and even said that he missed a fairy fate.

After breakfast, several people got into the carriage and continued on their way. Out of Tongqu County, the official road became potholes. Their progress has slowed down significantly. After several days, I finally arrived at the boundary of Wanshan Mansion.

Just seeing that the sky was gloomy, several people were in a hurry, and they missed the hotel in the evening, so they had to spend the night in a farmer's house.

According to this degree, you can rush to Fucheng in half a day.

After a brief meal in the evening, Chang Jin and Wang Qinian were sitting in the room chatting, when they suddenly heard a boom overhead, and then felt the soil in the house falling down.

The spring thunder sounded, and the swallow was also startled.

Somehow, Chang Jin felt that this thunder was weird, and it made people feel an indescribable sense of depression in their hearts.

Not long after the thunder sounded, the raindrops the size of beans crackled and fell.

In just a few breaths, the yard was full of standing water, and even the inside of the house began to rain.

In this way, Chang Jin did not feel sleepy at all, so he simply pushed open the window and stood in the house to watch the rain.

In the thunderstorm weather, the divine sense did not dare to be released, but even so, he could feel that with the thunder, the huge earth qi under the ground moved, flying chaotically in the void.

Heavy rain and thunder resounded in the middle of the night and did not stop until dawn.

When a few people pushed out the door the next day, the courtyard was full of stagnant water, and the road outside the door was even more muddy. Not to mention the carriage running, even pedestrians are difficult.

If there was only Chang Jin alone, he was naturally not afraid, but unfortunately there were two more Wang Qinian's master and servant, so he had to stop here and wait for the sunny road to dry. Several of them stayed in the farmer's house and had nothing to do, but Huo Laogen, who was in charge, was dressed in a coat early in the morning and carried a shovel to dig for moisture in the field. Last night's heavy rain must have filled the fields with stagnant water, and if it was not removed early, several acres of wheat would have been drowned.

Therefore, after every rain, as long as there is a field, farmers will go to check it.

When it was time to eat, Huo Laogen still hadn't returned. The host has not returned, and the guest can only wait patiently.

I don't know when this road will be open to carriages, a few people are embarrassed to eat and live for nothing like this, Chang Jin deliberately took out a tael of silver to the farmer before the meal, which is regarded as paying the food fee.

Seeing that her husband had not returned for a long time, Huo Laogen's mother-in-law hurriedly sent her eldest son Huo Shishi to the field to find her husband.

Unexpectedly, Huo Shishi was also gone, and when he was worried, he heard the sound of a gong outside the door, and a voice shouted loudly: "Everyone come out and see, last night Lei Gongwei killed a snake demon!"

Hearing the news, nearby farmers rushed out of the door.