The junction of Beiling and Nanling is also the border between the two dynasties of Daqi and Daying.

At the junction, the two sides themselves have heavy military arrangements, but outside their respective passes, there is actually a piece of land that neither side cares about, about hundreds of miles in radius, not too big, has always been called the border three regardless.

Originally, this place was barren and lifeless.

But a few decades ago, a group of displaced people came here and established several small towns here, plus a number of small farms.

Even if it gives it some life.

In the past few decades, because of the vitality of this place, Da Ying and Da Qi have also taken care of it, and they each want to get this land and divide it into their respective territories.

But to ask for land, on the border, is nothing more than a typing.

So in the previous decades, the two sides also broke out several wars on this land, and thousands of people died, but it was nothing more than you occupied it for a few days, and my side looked for an opportunity to occupy it, occupy it, and still failed to fully understand the ownership, so over the years, both sides were unwilling to take care of this land, so let it grow savagely.

There is no control, and there have been people from other places here over the years, and in the long run, this place can be regarded as a mixture of fish and dragons, all kinds of people, etc.

A miasma of black smoke.

One of the most prosperous towns is called Blackwater.

There are no yamen in the town, let alone officers and soldiers, and they all rely on a small sect called Xianyun Sect to maintain order.

Outsiders don't know, but locals know that it is said that in the Xianyun Sect, there is indeed a cultivator with a high realm, at least it is also a wandering realm!

Otherwise, how can you set the rules in this place?

Of course, this must be that no one has seen that master make a move, so it can make that master more mysterious.

At dusk, on a remote path outside Blackwater Town, there was a group of people.

There were seven or eight people in this group, all of them were on foot, dressed as Taoist priests, but they were wearing Taoist robes, but they were not so elegant, and they all brought a lot of things.

The Taoist priest with a goatee at the head had a small drum hanging from his waist, and the one behind him was holding two suona.

As for those behind them, there are those with copper cymbals, and there are others with other things.

Anyway, this group of people doesn't look like Taoist priests practicing in a certain Taoist temple.

A group of Taoist priests passed by the trail, and on the hillside next to the trail, there were two Taoist priests, one large and one small, looking at Heishui Town in the distance.

The little Taoist priest was quite delicate, especially with a pair of eyes, which were very aura.

Beside him, the young Taoist priest lying on this hillside was different, his eyes made people feel full of cunning at a glance.

Not quite a serious person!

The little Taoist priest sat beside the young Taoist priest and said miserably: "Uncle Donkey, we haven't eaten for three or two days, you should think of a way!"

The young man said lazily: "It's really not good, you just find some soil to eat, and it will be the same for a few days." ”

The little Taoist priest frowned, very melancholy, at first when he said that he was hungry, his uncle said to let him turn his head in the northwest direction, he asked at the time, what does this mean, and then his uncle said, this is called drinking the northwest wind.

When he said he was hungry later, his uncle said that he would close his eyes and think that he had already eaten a big cake, and when he opened his eyes again, would he not be hungry?

He really thought it was a bit reliable, and when he tried it, he found that his mother was even hungrier.

Anyway, every time he said he was hungry, his uncle always had various reasons to prevaricate him.

It made him really melancholy.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the young man turned over and said to himself: "You little guy, your cultivation is still not enough, you can't stand this hunger, you look at Uncle Shi, when did you shout hungry?"

The little Taoist priest said quietly: "If it weren't for the fact that you had to eat the roasted whole sheep before Uncle Shi and spent all the silver, you wouldn't have no food to eat at this time......

The young Taoist priest raised his eyebrows and said, "Uncle, what's wrong with me eating a roasted whole sheep? Who the hell doesn't eat?"

"Then why did I say that I want to eat donkey meat and burn it, Uncle Shi, you chased me for three streets?"

The little Taoist priest looked a little aggrieved.

The young Taoist priest was speechless for a moment, and then said, "Donkeys and donkeys are so cute, why do you want to eat donkeys?"

The little Taoist priest wanted to speak and stopped.

The young Taoist priest said angrily: "Don't fucking babble, it stands to reason that Lao Tzu is the master of Qingshan Temple, and he has a high ...... Taoist priest!"

That's right, this young Taoist priest is the donkey Taoist who ran out of the emperor's mausoleum and was picked up by the old Taoist priest in Qingshan Temple.

After the old Taoist burp, he is now the Qingshan Viewer.

However, there is only one disciple of this Qingshan Temple.

Except for this little Taoist, there is none.

Seeing that the little Taoist priest really looked weak, the donkey Taoist found out in his conscience, "Okay, isn't there a town in front of you, Uncle Shi promises to let you eat enough today!"

The little Taoist priest wiped his face and looked disbelieving, "Really?"

"Damn, can a Taoist priest like me deceive you, a little brat?"

The donkey Taoist stood up, patted his robe, glanced at Blackwater Town in the distance, blinked, and then said go.

Say go, go.

Walking down the hill and coming to the path, the two Taoist priests, one big and one small, walked towards Blackwater Town.

......

......

There was a big incident in Heishui Town a few days ago, the richest family in the town, the old lady of the Liang family, died.

Old lady Liang is a well-known good man on the border, often relief poor people, the gambling houses in the town are opened by him, see those people who are unhappy on weekdays, let them go to the gambling house to gamble a few games, happy, and wait until those people lose all the money, and can't afford to eat, he is kind, and wants to spend money to buy the daughter of the family to be his own concubine.

This not only made the family have less mouths to eat, but also allowed the girl he bought to survive.

The people of Blackwater Town respect Mrs. Liang very much, and wish him to die early every day, and even make Mrs. Liang into a doll and pray.

As for the rest, others don't have to do it, because Old Lady Liang's son is a cultivator of the Immortal Cloud Sect, and he doesn't appear in front of people at all on weekdays, but he can meet all the needs of the old lady.

So, I can't help the old lady, so I can only wish him.

Finally, a few days ago, under the incessant wishes of so many people, Mrs. Liang finally died.

It's a sad thing.

It was so sad that the whole town set off artillery battles all day to commemorate the event.

Old lady Liang's thirty-seven concubines almost laughed out loud......

Fortunately, they still understood very well, and gave themselves two slaps in private, which stopped the laughter.

Old Lady Liang is dead, and it stands to reason that his son should personally preside over his posthumous affairs, but his son is now a cultivator, and he is at an important juncture, where can he have time to deal with such a trivial matter, so he can only let Old Lady Liang's grandson Liang Wei preside.

The eldest grandson of the Liang family, however, did not hesitate, and on the day of the old lady's death, he asked people to invite the best gong and drum craftsmen in the town to sing for the old lady.

But that night, because this group of gong and drum makers laughed when they sang and mourned, they were directly dragged out by Liang Wei and hacked to death.

Then he invited a few more groups of people, but they couldn't hold back their laughter, and they were all killed by the angry Liang Wei, so that there were no gong and drum craftsmen in the town, so they could only invite the neighboring towns.

In view of the fact that Mrs. Liang is a real good person, the gong and drum craftsmen elsewhere are happy to do this errand.

Although they had never lived in Blackwater Town and had not felt the kindness of Old Lady Liang, they did feel that the silver in front of them was very heavy.

Of course, they didn't do it for that thing, but because they felt that Old Lady Liang was too kind, and they wanted to send him off for the last time.

That's all.

So at dusk, when the gong and drum craftsmen invited from elsewhere entered Blackwater Town, the cry of the Liang family's mansion rang out.

It's as if their dad is really dead.

Along with the cry, those gongs and drums also sounded.

The same is true for suona.

When the donkey Taoist came to Heishui Town with the little Taoist, he found a very interesting thing, that is, the house that occupied a street was crying constantly, and the ordinary people outside the house, although they were also sad, but somehow, he could see the smiles on the faces of those people.

This is fucking weird!

The donkey Taoist muttered, "Could it be that the damn has entered some evil place?"

The little Taoist shrunk his neck, followed the uncle in front of him, walked for a while, he pulled the hem of the donkey Taoist's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, where are we going to eat?"

The donkey Taoist pointed to the front, which was the Liang family's house, "Go there, this house is so big, you can't have something to eat." The little Taoist priest sighed, glanced at the white lantern hanging in front of the door, and hesitated: "Uncle Shi, where to eat? That's a dead person!"

"It's because of the dead that there is good food, otherwise for no reason, who will make you something delicious?"

The donkey Taoist has both hands in these sleeves, and he doesn't look like a Taoist priest, but like a stepping point.

"Uncle Shi, someone in this other person's family has died, let's go to cheat people to eat, isn't it okay?"

The little Taoist priest couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

The donkey Taoist turned his head and said in a serious voice: "Little guy, your idea is not right, who are you and me?" Of course it is a Taoist priest, let's be a Taoist priest, do we have to uphold a kind and helpful heart, you have read so many Taoist classics, when the time comes, take it seriously to the dead one, carry it, let him be born as soon as possible, is there anything bad?"

The little Taoist priest frowned and whispered, "Uncle Shi, this seems to be something that only those monks know." ”

The donkey Taoist said impatiently: "Then you will sing the funeral!"

The little Taoist priest was confused, thinking in his heart what is singing mourning?

Donkey Daoist made a final decision, "You don't go in and eat...... Give the endorsement of the dead, you just have no love, no love, you are not worthy of being a Taoist, you are not worthy of being a Taoist, Uncle Shi, I will drive you out as a master!"

The little Taoist priest was stunned and froze in place.

The donkey Taoist mentioned him, and chattered impatiently: "Where did you get so many ideas, you can do whatever you want?"

Carrying the little Taoist, the donkey Taoist soon came to the door.

The two subordinates guarding the door glanced at the donkey Taoist and said impatiently: "What's the matter, why are you two so late?"

The donkey Taoist turned a deaf ear and said solemnly: "The poor Taoist Qingshan Guan Lord, I heard that the old lady Liang passed away, so I came to sing the scriptures for the old lady!"

The subordinate was puzzled: "What else do you have to do in this business?"

The donkey Taoist glanced at the subordinate, and soon changed his face, and said with a smile: "It's not easy to come out and eat a mouthful." ”

The man nodded, and said with some suspicion: "Why didn't you bring anything?"

Donkey Daoren smiled: "It's all inside, I ate some porridge overnight in the morning, and my stomach is a little run, so I delayed some work outside the town, no matter if it's too late." ”

The man raised his eyebrows and said: "Look at your poor and sour appearance, you really haven't eaten anything good, after you go in, go to the back kitchen and ask the guy to get you a chicken to eat, what's the matter, in the Liang family, eat with an open stomach, how much you want!"

The donkey Taoist nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Okay, definitely!"

At this moment, he was put down, and the little Taoist priest who was behind him at this moment raised his head and asked, "Is there any donkey meat to burn?"

Hearing this, the donkey Taoist had a black line on his face.

"What, what you do, it's okay to be so small?"

The next person hadn't noticed the little Taoist priest before, and he really felt a little strange at this time, and the little guy in front of him didn't look big.

The donkey Taoist said: "My nephew, a few years ago, the family suffered a disaster, and my father and mother are gone. ”

The man nodded, but said no more.

Turn sideways and let the donkey passer in.

After one big and one small entered the door, the next person remembered one thing and said to the little Taoist: "There is donkey meat to burn, open to eat!"

Donkey Daoren's face was ugly, but he didn't turn his head, if he turned his head, he couldn't wait to give that bastard a slap in the face, open up to eat, eat your mother!

Entering the Liang Mansion, the little Taoist priest honestly wanted to go to the middle hall where the corpse was parked, but was grabbed by the donkey Taoist and reprimanded: "Aren't you hungry, what are you running around?"

The little Taoist priest's stomach growled a few times.

Then the donkey man put him down, and walked through the courtyard to the back kitchen.

When he came to the back kitchen, the donkey man swaggered in.

There are several cauldrons inside, and on the other side, there are all kinds of food.

Seeing this young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, the few subordinates in the back kitchen also turned a blind eye, after the old lady died, you people wearing Taoist robes don't know how many times they died, just like that, your heart is really big, and you dare to come?

Let's eat, let's eat, I don't necessarily get to eat a few meals anyway.

The donkey Taoist didn't know what these guys were thinking, so he beckoned the little Taoist priest and started eating here.

The little Taoist priest looked at the platform very seriously, and then turned his head to look at those subordinates and asked, "Excuse me, is there any donkey meat to burn?"