The white-haired old man, as a sword guard, raised his hand to summon a windward sword light, and cast it along the mist, "A woman who is cold and forbidden can't step on it, even the Huang Luan Yi who is in the spring peak is waiting for the beauty to return to her heart, and the result of obsession for decades is still so pale, I don't think it's worth it, some people think it's a kind of cultivation and creation." ”

"The path is treacherous, if you practice, first cultivate and then cultivate your mind. Although I have long been hidden here, no longer have the heart of apprentices to care, the Taoist who watched the moon, each of them died on the road, I have seen the white corpses piled up like a mountain, and the top of the desert of yellow flowers buried their thoughts, it is better to enjoy it and go through life happily. ”

"I am a sword keeper, and the one who leads the wind path is a sword watcher, and I hope you can watch the sword one day. How?"

Li Shuishan nodded with a smile, as a person who does not know himself, he is not afraid and confused about the future, but unfortunately he doesn't know what Guanjian is, as if it is a puzzle that needs to be explored by himself, and replied softly: "If I have the opportunity, I hope to accompany my predecessors to sit in front of me and watch the sword." ”

The wind blows the clouds and fog disperses, this night comes, trying to cover up the slightness that belongs to this sword peak, who knows that the bell does not stop, the charm is colorful, the white-haired old man who called is a little worried, and said desolate and bleakly: "The sun bell is the spirit of missing the things of the master, and there is a man with a broken mouth who wants to pursue the Taoist, but unfortunately the talent is not enough, otherwise the horizontal sword travels to the sky, and the feet of the green clouds walk on the heavenly street, and the light rain tilts to the ground into frost and snow, which is also gratifying." ”

Li Shuishan said: "When I first entered this place, it is impossible to see the origin of it, but I can only guess how much my predecessors missed me when they chose me? I only think that Fa Feng's Chen Yu is a disciple with a strong smell of dust in a yellow robe, and I am very familiar with it. There are a lot of things that happened today, and I can't understand them, alas, the old man of the Fa Peak said that I don't have a weak spiritual charm How can I step into the path of cultivation?

The white-haired old man patted Li Shuishan's head with the back of his hand, "You don't believe in yourself, how did you come here?" I thought that the old madman chose you as a correct choice, but now it seems that there is no self-confidence, no background, no yearning, what do you want to see?"

Covered in dark shadows, the sky was cloudy.

The light of the fireflies in the mountains slowly flew out from the sword peak, picking up the mountain stream on the ground to find a place to hide, they are a creature in search of freedom, earlier moments, still in the shadow of dusk, revealing the slightest, now the light is out to find and walk.

Li Shuishan replied: "What my predecessors said is that I really don't know what to choose, and I will hesitate, I don't know if the right way to go." ”

The white-haired old man sat precariously and said coldly: "No one is on the right path, and no one is on the wrong path. Walking with the sword, passing the prosperity, and calming down, you will meet the things you dream of and see everything you want. ”

The old madman rubbed his head and laughed, the rusty iron sword was slanted, and when he saw such a beautiful night scene, he was a little nostalgic, and he didn't wait for a long time to say loudly, "Everyone, I will take my baby apprentice and leave first." ”

Li Shuishan was helpless, so he had to clench his fists and bow, "He will come to ask his seniors again in the future." ”

A breeze swept away, to the Tibetan peak, the fat catfish essence with Erlang's legs cocked in it is now leisurely eating radish, the old madman with a cold face came, and he left Li Shuishan with an urgent mood, who knew that he heard a few thunders in it, and thought that it happened how to break the heart's joy, on the small stone window on the sixth floor, the flower cat waited for Li

Shui Shan threw food, but saw his palms patted with empty hands, looking helpless.

Some of them are still those two books, thrown on the bookshelf, the flower cat looks at the exterior is hazy, and then hides into the bookshelf without a word, wanting to have a dream all night, small fish, white dry, female cat, the steaming coal stove is whirring and blowing its little head, and the call of Mimi in the water slowly falls its eyelids, as if it has reached an extreme spring flower and autumn moon moment, the grunting hungry stomach screams, or self-playing boring folding green cloth, not wanting to wait for anything.

However, at the moment of a few teas, there was a sound of popping on it, and the fish spirit that was being blown away during the day was still alive and not being killed, if you encounter the delicious taste on the tip of your tongue from the creatures that swallowed the sky, you will know that this flower is under the pure moon, and it is also the time of good day and wine, can you still see this enchanting fish body? Li Shuishan was shocked when he heard this sentence, this is an extremely fierce movement, who knows how many scoldings came.

"You fish spirit, you have come to deceive me, you must be uneasy about any kindness, I will pull your skin and tendons, tonight by you exorcism, make a little slave for me, in the future laundry and cooking by you, if you don't follow, crackle a skin groping and whipping. ”

Ah a few times, the old fat catfish wailed for help, and this voice was heard: "Li Shuishan, you want to save me, I am a slave who follows you, loyal, single-minded, you want me to escape and ascend to heaven, this old monster is too fierce and terrifying, and I will never dare to do it again." Ahh ”

I heard a few sharp twitching sounds, snapping on the flesh, pain in Li Shuishan's heart, this dead texture is scorching, and it is a reflection of the old fat catfish does not jump "Water Jiao Playing in the Water", and then I heard the old madman shouting that it must let it fly up, sit and lie down politely, the sword is carved into the flesh and blood with pain, but it is comparable to the filamentous foot feeling that tickles with caterpillars, which makes him laugh heartily, shake his nose, twist his buttocks unreasonably, and mix the slight sound of the grasshopper in the corner of the stone tower.

As soon as the sound stopped, I heard the sound of the horses driving in the clothes, a woman outside with bare arms, a red-eyed horse with strong muscles, white hooves stepping into the air and pulling clouds, whining horns blowing, and then standing a man in a white shirt, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, walking away, not only that, but there were also a few people in white shirts who were also empty-handed, all of them were hanging a piece of white cloud jade pendant, and their faces were full of wantonness.

"Look at the Heavenly Damnation Road in the north, and go down to the peaks and forests. ”

"This long-term hearsay thing, is to taste the green bamboo forest wine that belongs below, the spring breeze into the autumn wind and the soil, exhale the autumn water to and fro the wind and snow white shirt, that belongs to the world of the wind leader, enjoy the four of them, which one is so persistent?

The old madman raised his hand and shook it, blew away the ashes around him, and said haha: "You crazy fish essence, go and exorcise my soul, and you have deceived me, today I will soak you in a salted wooden basin, and tomorrow I will cook a pot of fish-flavored soup with radish, and give me bamboo forest wine." Alas, no, how can I say that Bamboo Forest wine?"

"Go ahead, I've blown your thin legs. ”

In front of the Tibetan Peak Stone Tower, a layer of dense small coating fell, on which there was a green cloud of dust, a small mule and horse dragged a large weighing pan up and down, and a three-inch ghost with a deep mouth on the left, crying with a rotten face ruthlessly up and down and crying, "The big fish monster is going to eat people, woo woo, what an ugly fish monster." I'm going to tell my mom and dad that you're a monster. ”

Old fat who stops

Catfish, tilting his head, whining and crying together, sitting with a terrifying distorted expression, the originally joyful woman became a half-pushing and half-pulling man's style, the little thin legs bent the half-axis arc, the head was raised and the eyeballs were protruding, the blood was hideous, sitting with strange movements swaying from side to side, and the mouth slowly threatened: "You are such a little ghost? What are you doing? Why don't you kill that old monster quickly, you will be free, and it is useless for you to call your father and mother, I will tell the ghosts in the distance about you as soon as you go up." ”

There are many hands stretched out on the ground, pressed on the soil layer, salivating with mucus, and pulling blood, the little ghost came late at night, looking at the big weighing pan that was still moving, waving up and down, and then the smug old madman sitting on the seventh floor was angry, one leg stuck in the window, and he was in a low mood against the bright moonlight, as if recalling some graceful scene, "The previous little disciples didn't like my ambiguous scenes, when can I meet the beautiful women who accompany my mood, with the frost moon looking at the flowers, touching the corner of my clothes and asking me if the tea is cold?

"Now that I'm old, I'm left with a sloppy body, and when I smile and smile, I feel that the world is also very beautiful, and I really want to drink. ”

"Hey, if that fish spirit is presumptuous, I'll put you in the pot. ”

The old fat catfish shook his head, looked at the little ghost sitting on the weighing pan obscenely, touched his little hand, and a majestic strange aura reached the back of his head, and asked softly: "Are you a real fish spirit? Do these stupid things, see that I don't hammer you into a mess of mud." ”

A fist the size of a basin mouth fell on his head, and he saw a figure appear on the left and right, breathing with three feet, panting for air, with both hands on his waist, a pair of red eyes, and a pair of red eyes, which were extremely repulsive to the ominous things in front of him, and then pulled away the blue robe of the fat catfish, revealing a clear trace of leather whip, along the arm to the heel, obviously intentionally.

Bang a few times, swollen up a big bag, and then rolled up his fist and hooked again, and asked in his mouth: "Baby, is that fish spirit bullying you?"

The baby nodded.

Below, I saw that the fat catfish was pulled behind a stone, and the gloomy breath pierced the fat catfish's head, making him so frightened, and even couldn't help but pick up the dust and stones on the ground hoarsely without making a sound, and was clasped by a few fingers at the corners of his mouth, dragging out his fish spirit, and throwing it aside, spitting out a little mucus, and the little baby soul next to him couldn't bear it.

The old madman in the stone window had a pale face, stunned and stunned, and his originally smiling face was now a little tired, and he was a little unhappy looking at the moon shadow like a plate, and he put one hand on his soft belly, and the other hand was open in the stroke, and he asked what about the wine?

"The wine is in the belly, the wine is in the palm of the hand, the wine is in the sky, who are the few people who have just passed? Won't they come to Zhufeng to make trouble again! How can people be so uneasy, besides, they are just a child, drink bamboo forest wine, by the way, what about my wine?"

He looked down.

On the six-story moon looking at the head of Li Shuishan, there is a rotten foot hanging, hooking the broken cloth shoes full of loopholes, some beggars looking for the green building to outline the atmosphere of a rich and rich man, and the beautiful look is satisfied, now he does not become such a decadent appearance, braving the slight moonlight, hazing the sky, and the young man below can hear it clearly.

Good days and fine wine, the years are going on, and the madman who doesn't want to worry about it will also be stunned, looking for his lost years in the dark night?

Strange, even incomprehensible.