I don't know if it's the effect of herbal tea, or Jiang Ziya's psychological pressure is too great, as soon as I drink two sips of tea, I can't help but complain.

"When you have money and leisure, you should eat and drink, do nonsense, and enjoy yourself! The shopkeeper, tell you, a certain is more than seventy, and when there is still breath left, I understand this truth, and a certain is a natural stupidity! ”

What's going on? Deng Chanyu was a little curious, and poured another cup of tea for the old man, meaning that you have something to worry about, let me be happy when you say it.

Jiang Ziya was depressed, and at this time he hid his name, telling that he learned about the existence of immortals in the early years, and then went to apprentice after a lot of hardships, and in his long monastic career, there were many fellow disciples who couldn't resist the cultivation without an inch and the wealth that seemed to be close at hand, and chose to go down the mountain, only he was still persisting, still struggling, and now he was at the end of the end, but this ending was not the ending he expected at all.

Those who went down the mountain early before, at this time, there are groups of children, and they enjoy endless wealth and glory.

Compared with himself, he has not enjoyed anything in his life, the cultivation of the Tao is empty to the last time, at the age of seventy, he still has to follow the teacher's orders, go down the mountain to Bo Na to be rich in the world, I knew that this was the end, can't I go down the mountain early?

"There's nothing left, I feel that something is wrong in my heart, shopkeeper, you say, is the choice of a certain year wrong?"

"......I see," Deng Chanyu pondered slightly, this matter is really not easy to persuade.

If you don't hit the south wall, you don't look back, and sometimes you hit the south wall and find that there is no road in front of you, then this is the most terrifying.

"Actually, it's not wrong, my husband has done everything he can, even if he fails in the end, it can be regarded as having a clear conscience, my generation of mortals, ups and downs in this red dust, where can I manage so much."

“...... That's right. ”

Jiang Ziya took another sip of tea, most of the irritability in his heart disappeared, and the Dao Heart that was originally on the verge of being broken recovered two points, so he couldn't help but ask: "The shopkeeper, the old man is not blind, he can see that you must be a monk who has attained the Tao, and you must have asked for something to open this teahouse, right?" What are you asking for? ”

"Me?" Deng Chanyu thought about it very seriously and decided to tell the truth: "What I want is to live, well, and live peacefully in this troubled world." ”

"It doesn't seem like it's easy for you."

"Who's to say it isn't."

The two of them replaced the wine with tea and gently clinked glasses.

"Thank you for your tea, drinking it is indeed a complete dissolution to your worries. It's a pity that the little old man has a thin life and is penniless, so he has nothing to repay, so he can only wish the shopkeeper what he wants. Jiang Ziya stood up, saluted solemnly, and then said goodbye and left.

Deng Chanyu looked at his back, this is indeed a "thin life", how thin is it? His life is like paper, it seems that when the wind blows, the person is gone.

One life, two fortunes, and three feng shui, this is not entirely true, but one life can indeed affect many things.

In her opinion, this person's life is very calamitous, so much so that Jiang Ziya prostituted two cups of tea in vain, and after leaving, she did not leave any merit.

After so many years of cultivating, I haven't done anything, right? There is no lack of virtue, but there is no merit, and it is a pity to waste a lifetime and achieve nothing.

Today, I was lucky, Jiang Ziya had just left, and in the Yutai Teahouse, another familiar customer of Deng Chanyu, or cooked cattle, came in......

Jin Dasheng, who was killed by her with a mending stone, is a famous person on the list, and now the god list is still in the hands of Yuan Shi Tianzun, and he waited until Jiang Ziya went to Kunlun Mountain to get the god list, and then he went to Kunlun Mountain, and then he got the god whip and the four dislikes.

It is impossible for the current Jin Dasheng to let him go to the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, the saint dojo, he, a lonely soul and wild ghost, can't even find the way, is on the list, and after death, he can't enter reincarnation, so he can only wander around, and now with the connection with the bezoar, he floated into the teahouse in a daze.

"My ...... It's mine...... Baby? Jin Dasheng, who only had a trace of true spirit left, felt that there was something very closely related to him here, but he didn't know what it was for a while.

Deng Chanyu watched quietly.

Last time Gao Lanying died, she didn't see anything, and she didn't dare to look at it, but now she can see it clearly.

If you want to talk about her mood, it is almost like the death of a rabbit and a fox.

The god list is really an evil thing, entrusting a trace of true spirit, the god list is not destroyed, and the true spirit will last forever, it seems to be a good thing, but the actual god soul, spirituality, roots, and merits are all lost, and the opportunity to reincarnate and rebuild the immortal path is completely lost, so what fun is there?

When Jiang Ziya was a god, when he saw his old friend and comrade-in-arms Huang Feihu, he was also extremely silent, and he was a god in a businesslike manner, and he didn't say a word superfluous, why? Probably some pity, right?

Jin Dasheng has practiced for thousands of years, and now he has become a stupid cow, Deng Chanyu only feels sad and lamentable.

Sadly, keep this guy, and study the god list from the side.

Since Jin Dasheng entered the teahouse at this moment, Deng Chanyu thought it was providence.

"Your stupid cow, would you like to work in a teahouse? How about giving you a cup of tea a month? She poured a cup of bezoar herbal tea.

Jin Dasheng's soul was really attracted: "Cow ...... Cattle? ”

He felt familiar with the word, but he still couldn't remember it.

Deng Chanyu didn't bother to explain.

"If you work in my teahouse in the future, your name will be Niu Er!"

She roughly knows that the Seven Monsters of Meishan are the seven big monsters, Yuan Hong is the boss, is this Jin Dasheng the second? It doesn't matter if it's specific or not, she said yes.

Jin Dasheng became the first guy in the teahouse, drank a cup of herbal tea soaked in bezoar, and looked a little sober.

......

Lishan.

Deng Chanyu wandered outside for a year, and after arriving at the appointed time, she didn't stay for nearly a day, put away the Yutai Teahouse like a magic weapon, and then said goodbye to Deng Xiu and Li Jing, and returned to Lishan on a ride.

Xiqi's side reorganized its armament and arranged the lower layers of defense lines, preparing to fight to the death with the Yin Shang army.

It is still a little difficult for ordinary people to go to Lishan, but it is not a problem for Deng Chanyu.

Walking into the familiar mountain gate, Lishan's mother was still sitting on her cloud couch, as if her posture had not changed.

"Meet the teacher, may the teacher have a long life." Deng Chanyu first returned the map of the Mountains and Rivers Society, and then took out the demon inscription stele obtained from Yuan Futong's mount's stomach.

The old mother of Lishan stretched out her hand, and the map of the mountains and rivers disappeared, and for the demon inscription stele, this one hesitated for a moment, and with a flick of his fingers, he saw that the stele instantly turned into powder.

The old mother groaned and said: "This exercise is too domineering, it was originally born from the Nine Turns Yuan Gong of the Wu Clan, after entering my Xuanmen, it is for the Eight Transformations and Nine Transformations to Return to the Pure Yang Xuangong, this skill is suitable for the kind of monks who are born with a strong body to practice, you are reincarnated from the Feng Clan, it is also appropriate to practice this skill, are you willing to learn?" ”

Deng Chanyu was overjoyed: "The disciple is willing to learn!" ”

The old mother nodded: "Okay, let's go and copy the Huang Ting Sutra a hundred times first." ”

Deng Chanyu:( ́◔₃◔')