The Wind of the Old People, the Year and the Month (Middle)

When the little master left the Jin Palace, the rain was still falling.

In the past few days, this Jin Wangfu was like his family, coming and going freely. But today, King Jin walked out of the gate with him.

The two have known each other for many years, and King Jin will definitely not send the little master, and the little master will not ask him to send it.

Under the last rain before the first snowfall, the king of Jin walked to the imperial city, and the little master returned to the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is slightly gloomy, but the sound of the rain hitting the bamboo forest and the stream sliding is extremely comfortable, which makes people feel more relaxed.

There was a sound of snoring from the bamboo building, and the little master sat on the wooden steps on the second floor, watching the raindrops falling from the eaves, watching the small white waves of the stream drift into the distance, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

In the distant sky, thunder sounded. The little master looked up at the sky, and it became more and more gloomy. It shouldn't be long before a rainstorm falls.

The little master stood up and slapped himself on the body. Although Mr. himself is eclectic, he is still as strict with him, the second apprentice today.

The little master is also used to it, and when he sees the gentleman (master, the gentleman is the name of the little master to the master), he should salute, and the gentleman should pour tea in time when he sits down, and he should not be unkempt and dirty and come out to see the elders. In the early years, when the gentleman took him to visit the great people in the mountains, he had to stand aside when the elders spoke.

In the past, he felt more like a scholar or a handyman.

But slowly, when he got used to it, he realized what he had grown over the years.

He cautiously walked upstairs, still snoring.

The little master whispered, "Sir." The master did not react, but the little master's eyes looked at the white jacket that covered the master's legs. The jacket was big enough to cover the body and legs, but now it only covers the legs. Don't think about it, it must have slipped off your body.

The little master shook his head.

Although the gentleman was stern, even if he gave him the robe, he only glanced at it and threw it aside. But when he left, he picked up his jacket again.

The little master gently moved his jacket upwards and covered the master's body.

The little master shook his head and turned away, but the moment he turned around, the old man sleeping in the chair opened his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he turned over comfortably, and the snoring continued to come.

After a long time, the gates of Chang'an were closed, the city gradually quieted down, the snoring in the bamboo tower disappeared, and the master woke up.

He sat down in his chair, the white jacket he had thrown somewhere, the small stove had long since been extinguished, and the tea was cold.

The master was still drinking tea and looked at the second apprentice in front of him.

"Sit. ”

Hearing this, the little master sat down and looked at his husband.

"King Jin, that little guy will definitely not be able to be the master. As he spoke, the master lifted the cold teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. Seeing this, the little master hurriedly stood up, and the master waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm going to sleep later." ”

The little master did it and looked at his husband.

"When the Holy Emperor knows about it, he will definitely not interfere. ”

The little master looked at his husband in amazement, wanting to ask but couldn't.

"The one from the Xu family is not here, his invitation to the Offering Pavilion is similar to inviting the uncle, and this time he will go, there must be a bloody storm. With him alone, a great grandmaster, he will definitely not be able to make any waves. That special Nine Dragons Talisman is in the hands of others, but it is not as good as in the hands of Confucius Temple. In the hands of others, if he doesn't break through, he has no chance to get it, if it's in the hands of Confucius Temple. Not only do you have the strength to keep it, but you also have the opportunity to get it. ”

The little master nodded approvingly.

"And what is the gentleman going to do?"

The master waved his hand and said, "I have been chasing the Open Heaven Realm of the Xiangliu clan for a long time, and I only killed one outside Chang'an City, and now I am really tired." ”

The little master lowered his head and said, "The student knows, Mr. rest more." ”

With that, he stood up and walked out the door.

The Confucius Temple is outside Chang'an City, and the shop is also outside the city.

"It's getting late at this time, let's get some rest early!"

As he spoke, the master walked into the room, and after a while, the snoring sound in the bamboo building came out again.

The little master shook his head, and a trace of warmth swelled in his heart, it was really not suitable to go to the senior brother at this time, so he also fell asleep.

......

The rain fell all night and finally stopped the next day, but the sky was still overcast.

Dozens of miles away from Chang'an City, in the upper reaches of Sanli River, there is a small restaurant, the shopkeeper is a beautiful woman, her fish is a must, how many people with a little wealth are about to break the threshold. In recent months, however, there have been a lot fewer of them. Because there was a little guy in the store, a sturdy guy with a stubble on his face.

"Eat fish, eat fish. That kid could have eaten a lot of fish here. ”

Qi Fengjia looked at the pot of fragrant fish on the table, and hurriedly picked up the chopsticks. But when the chopsticks were picked up, I felt an inexplicable chill on my body, and looked at the store next to me.

"Guests first, please!" the shopkeeper said coldly, and then changed his smiling face and looked at the customer. Qi Fengjia shrank his hand, well-behaved like a big domestic cat.

"Little Master, you taste it first. The shopkeeper looked at the little master, but the little master glanced at his former senior brother.

Qi Fengjia squeezed his eyes at him, shook his head, and the little master understood, picked up a piece of fish meat and put it in his bowl.

The three of them ate some fish and meat, and they all talked about inconsequential things.

The shopkeeper looked at the fish that was about to bottom out, so he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Let's talk, I'll kill another fish. ”

The little master did not dare to speak loudly in front of the master, where had he received such hospitality, and hurriedly shook his head. Qi Fengjia shook his head at him again, and the shopkeeper smiled, walked out, and closed the door.

The little master finally reacted and sighed: "Sister-in-law is very good. ”

Qi Fengjia laughed, and suddenly said: "Nonsense, don't look at who I am, can my vision be bad!"

Immediately, his tone changed, becoming soft and warm, and Qi Fengjia glanced at the direction of the door.

"She knows that there must be something wrong with you, and she will give me enough face. Don't look at me just now in front of her like a cat, but because she and you have met many times, they are already familiar. If it's in front of someone I don't know, she can give me face. ”

Looking at the senior brother who was defending the shopkeeper, the little master's face showed a rare look of envy.

"Is it about Feng Wu Mountain?" Qi Fengjia went straight to the point.

The little master nodded.

"The old guy isn't going to check it out?"

The little master nodded again.

Qi Fengjia frowned, and the little master's heart was a little worried. Nominally speaking, Qi Fengjia is no longer considered an apprentice of the Confucius Temple, but Mr. still calls him as an apprentice, and this "senior brother" is an "old guy" on his lips, but most things are done, although he always scolds when he does things.

"Recently, the old brother and little brother of the Xuanyuan family are probably thinking about doing something at any time, so it's okay for me to go. However, you must know that I am looking at your face, and by the way, I will go and see the little one. ”

Qi Fengjia is always so hard-mouthed, but he will always agree so readily.

The little master smiled dumbly, and then was stunned.

"The elder brother and little brother of the Xuanyuan family?"

Qi Fengjia bared his teeth, and said with a smile: "Holy Emperor Xuanyuan Chutian and Great Prince Xuanyuan Chi!"

"Let me tell you, the little guy of the Xu family is really good, but his cultivation is lower. ”

The little master nodded.

"Senior Brother Xu is indeed good. ”

Qi Fengjia pretended not to hear this sentence "Senior Brother Xu", and then said: "He has a good character, and he also accepted the little young master of the Lan family as a junior brother, but he is a ...... cultivator."

mentioned cultivation again, and the little master finally opened his mouth to defend himself.

"After all, the cultivation time has only been two years, and it is not bad to catch up with your peers. ”

Qi Fengjia was suddenly a little unhappy and snorted coldly.

"Is the old guy agreeing with him from the bottom of his heart, it's hard to say! He was protected so quickly?" Immediately Qi Fengjia picked his nose and said: "The cultivation is really low, and he is often bullied. This time I'm going, and I'm just stretching out my thigh to hug him!"

This senior brother is like this, he doesn't admit defeat on his lips, but he is very soft in his heart.

"Thank you, brother. ”

Qi Fengjia snorted coldly, raised his head, and deliberately didn't look at the little master.

"How is he? How does Senior Brother know?"

In order to break the embarrassment, the little master said something that made Qi Fengjia even more unhappy.

"When I was wandering the rivers and lakes, there were not many other things, but many friends. Everywhere I went, someone invited me to dinner, and wherever I went to poop, someone gave me straw paper. ”

The little master looked down at his senior brother and didn't dare to speak, but he also knew the true situation of his senior brother, so he took out a silver ticket from his arms and tiptoed it on the table.

Qi Fengjia had already seen it, but since it had changed, he had to pretend to the end, as if he hadn't seen it.

The little master shrunk his shoulders, bowed his head, and walked out.

When the door opened, he saw that the shopkeeper had taken a burden, and the little master finally knew why the senior brother was willing to be a well-behaved cat in front of this woman.

Such a woman, the senior brother is worth it, and she is also worth it.

......

The little master walked away, Qi Fengjia looked at the burden in the shopkeeper's hand, and suddenly changed to a flattering smile.

"You're going to drive me away so soon?"

"Can I keep you in this small shop?" asked the shopkeeper rhetorically, and Qi Fengjia touched his nose.

Qi Fengjia picked up the silver ticket on the table and gave it to the store.

The shopkeeper didn't answer, but sneered: "Everywhere you go, someone invites you to eat, and every corner you, someone gives you straw paper!"

Hearing this, Qi Fengjia's face was a little red and a little hot.

There are several stalls in Chang'an City that are short of silver taels early, let alone outside, if it weren't for his strong strength, Shenlong would not see the end of the head, but I was afraid that many restaurants would block him from paying back.

"You can take it yourself, my small shop can survive by itself, you pay off the debts outside first, don't worry your stupid apprentice, send letters often." ”

When Qi Fengjia heard this, he put away the silver ticket and picked up the letter that was thrown on the table by the shopkeeper.

Qi Fengjia looked at the letter, crooked his mouth and said, "This Su Qing, he is diligent in asking for warmth, and he doesn't send silver tickets." His little uncle Xu Changan also left me all the money on his body!"

The shopkeeper looked at Qi Fengjia and was a little speechless.

On this day, Qi Fengjia chopped all the firewood that could be chopped, and went to Chang'an City to get some coal, and cleaned the small shop seriously, and at night, he carried the burden that had been prepared a long time ago.

In the distance, the little master looked at his senior brother.

He saw everything in his eyes, and after the senior brother left, he quietly landed at the door of the store with a box, and only after putting down the box did he want to leave, he heard the voice of the shopkeeper.

"Little Master doesn't have to be like this, Feng Jia also told me that the Confucius Temple has always been poor, and I can get by here. If some hooligans come to harass him in the future, the little master will help clean up the bad environment as before. ”

The little master was stunned, but he didn't expect this sister-in-law to know.

The shopkeeper smiled slightly and said, "He is your senior brother, and he always told me that although he went, his junior brother would help protect me." ”

"In the past, I always pretended to ignore him, but he still liked to come, and slowly, someone always took advantage of him for some reason. Later, it was gone. I know that this is the work of the little master. ”

"The poverty of the Confucius Temple is notoriously poor, and there is no need for silver. ”

With that, he closed the door.

The little master picked up the box, glanced at the little dot, and turned to leave.

Confucius Temple is indeed poor, and Confucius Temple in many places farms its own land, and some even open private schools to make a living. But the Confucius Temple in Chang'an is not poor, and the Confucius Temple in other places does not have King Jin, but Chang'an has.

......

Shushan.

When Zhao Yanwan was about to leave, the lame Li Yishan came up.

He only came to explain one thing, it doesn't matter if he wins or not, but if this Nine Dragon Talisman happens to let them get it, it will be directly given to Lingyin Temple or Qinglian Sword Sect.

Zhao Yanwan nodded, she also understood the stakes, if it was really three of the nine Nine Dragon Talismans in their Shu Mountain, she was afraid that she would have to go to the Sword Prison to invite those old-timers out to be able to suppress it.

The Sword Prison is a prison where many Holy Lords and many famous demons are imprisoned. But in the same way, it is the same as the lotus pond of the Blue Lotus Sword Sect, it is where the essence lies.

Zhao Yanwan nodded, and then left with the array plate, Ye Qianshu and her two disciples, and went straight to Fengwu Mountain!

......

Lingyin Temple.

Since the old abbot, Li Zhiyi's master, has been seated, Master Xuyun has become the host of this Lingyin Temple.

Every morning bell and dusk drum, the little monks eat fasting and chanting scriptures, and will also plant some vegetables and work by themselves. There are also some disciples who go down the mountain to join the WTO, help people do some good things within their ability, and receive a fast, and the days are quiet and peaceful.

In addition to receiving occasional help from the Qinglian Sword Sect and Shushan, the monks of this Lingyin Temple grow their own vegetables, and they do not have an outer courtyard for pilgrims to worship, and some are just peaceful days and penance.

They are not Wat Pho and do not need the help of fireworks in the world.

Correct your heart so that you can overcome the evil in the world.

Master Xuyun, who was meditating, opened his eyes, and like a wise man in the world, he walked out of the temple gate, glanced at the great array that the master had sacrificed and completed, and bowed. A person walked out of the mountain gate with the array that opened Fengwu Mountain.

He went alone, Lingyin Temple had no heart to fight, he went only to persuade and cross, why bother adding a few more disciples' lives.

At the same time, he also had hope in his heart, and wanted to go to see his junior brother, and he believed that his junior brother would definitely go. ......

Wat Pho.

They failed to move from Fancheng to Chang'an, and after Fu Ziling returned to Chang'an, he was forcibly sent to Chang'an (retired), and the Reclining Buddha Temple was moved to Chang'an.

However, a group of people appeared.

They are mysterious and don't know the details. However, several elders and presiding officers of the Reclining Buddha Temple felt that they were not from the Demon Dao, so they calmly accepted their large amount of silver taels and rebuilt a more prosperous Reclining Buddha Temple in Fancheng.

They didn't have any other requirements, they just hoped that these "masters" could bring a few juniors to Fengwu Mountain to see the world.

So, Pushan and several other masters took a group of disciples and headed towards Fengwu Mountain.

Among this group of disciples, there are a few young monks who have only recently been shaved.

......

Iron Sword Mountain.

Tie Caiyi's father, the famous swordsmith, the mountain owner of Iron Sword Mountain, still didn't plan to come out to take a look.

Chen Guizhi brought many disciples and elders, as well as a array, to seal Wu Mountain, and the mountain lord devoted himself to the divine sword that was about to be born.

"You take all the elders away, if you can win, you can win, don't let the Temple of the Reclining Buddha and Shushan get the Nine Dragon Talisman. The Temple of the Reclining Pho is unreliable and has declined. Shushan, don't let them be under too much pressure. ”

Chen Gui was shocked.

"What if the Demon Dao took advantage of the Shushan Conference two years ago to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack?"

Chen Guizhi began to worry about the sect.

The mountain lord smiled slightly and said: "The chaos is about to come out, and several old people in the sword mound are thinking quietly and want to come out and take a look." ”

Hearing the words "Sword Shrine", Chen Guizhi immediately relieved his mind and rushed to Fengwu Mountain with a mighty team from Tiejian Mountain.

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Holy.

The Holy Mountain still has a heritage, but no one can use it.

A young man opened his eyes, his eyes were red, and on the top of his eyes, there were red bloodshot like cobwebs, which looked strange and bloodthirsty, and a small bowl in front of him was dripping and turning.

At this time, a man came to visit the holy mountain.

This person, Qing Jiu has been waiting for a long time!

"Tianyuan Lake, Guo Hongyuan, meet the young master!"

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Modified OK, sorry. The secrets of the world are about to be revealed, and the rivers and lakes and temples will be a mess!

The troubled times are coming, and the team is also together, and the civil and military generals are all together. Let's see, the ministers are dead, the Son of Heaven, guarding the country!

Thoroughly, what a pity in the world!