The old man wanted to go around the city wall to the rear to take a look, but found that Dai Yunong was somehow not very interested.

After the old man negotiated with Yan Qing and Song Qing'a, the two of them understood that they would slowly and consciously make room for the old man and the young man.

Cultivation is enlightenment, and this is true for both wrestlers and qi practitioners.

Whether it is the little elves at the top of the mountain or the great monks on the top of the mountain, what they keep doing in the process of cultivation is to constantly subtract their own lives, minus those who are persistent, minus the annoyance of drawing knives and cutting off the water to make the water flow, and subtracting those things that are constantly entangled.

For example, the few long-lived real mountaintop monks in the world today actually have far fewer people on their shoulders than most monks who are worried about the things they are fighting on their shoulders.

Just like He Zi, the goalkeeper who guards the North Heavenly Gate in the world, he is the most idle but rarely goes out and walks, not for anything else, if he sees less and sees less, the thoughts in his heart will be lighter.

The old man sat cross-legged, stroked his beard and said: "While you are young now, you have seen less and heard more, if you can say more, you can say more, don't wait for another ten or twenty years, but it will be only two or three that can be said to others." ”

Dai Yunongqiang lifted his spirit, sat on the ground, and took out the golden-bodied villain in his arms, which was already asleep.

The old man smiled kindly, took the golden figure in his left hand and held it as a cradle, and gently stroked the body of the golden figure with his right hand.

The golden-bodied villain, who was more sleepy, looked comfortable.

Dai Yunong said: "It's nothing, it's just that the blood boiling before will calm down, a bit like a dream, and I feel a little overwhelmed." ”

The old man smiled and nodded: "It's very good, it's good to know where your worries are and where your sufferings are." He said as he stopped the movement of his left hand, carefully raised his left hand up, pointed at the golden figure and said, "If nothing else, this little guy will be busy in a short time, and he will be busy and dizzy with you." ”

Dai Yunong grinned, pointed to the sleeping golden-bodied villain, and asked, "What else is this little guy busy with?"

The old man said with a smile: "Tonight, I will take the little guy to the blue sky to meet the Confucian saint, and if nothing else, you can take it on a night tour of the Ascension City." After the implementation of the City God Temple, don't say that the old man and I, even the two deputy city lords will teach diligently, I hope this little guy will succeed soon, so that we, the two deputy city lords of the Flying Ascension City, can leave it alone and enjoy the blessings. ”

Dai Yunong smiled slightly.

The old man leaned over and patted him on Dai Yunong's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Ten thousand shadows can't stack the height of a fingernail, and they can't resist anything." The reason why you are overwhelmed is not only that you are not completely accustomed to your current identity, but also that you need to keep improving. ”

Dai Yunong took a deep breath and nodded.

After the old man handed the golden-bodied villain to Dai Yunong again, he also got up and stretched.

In the past few days, I have said all the truths that I didn't say in previous years and I was too lazy to say them, and I am very tired.

The old man waved his hand and signaled that it would disperse.

On the way back, although Dai Yunong was not as lifeless as he was on the city wall just now, there was still a faint look of malaise between his eyebrows and eyes.

At the head of the city, Song Qing'a privately asked Yan Qing and Dai Yunong, where was the root cause of the change in mood.

At that time, Yan Qing said in a word: "It's not the reason why Zhan Xiaocheng is in a hurry, he was full of blood at first, and he was afraid that he would calm down." ”

Song Qing'a didn't think so, and he didn't tell Yan Qing his opinion, he just took the lead in going down the city and quietly waiting for Dai Yunong at the gate of the city.

When approaching the entrance of the village, Song Qing'a suddenly grabbed Dai Yunong's sleeve, and Dai Yunong, who had been traveling thousands of miles, suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at Song Qing'a at this time and suddenly looked gentle.

From the beginning of knocking on the door to practice now, most of the things involved are mountain cultivation, which makes Dai Yunong, who should be more mature and steady, subconsciously feel that he is the young man who has never been in the world.

"Actually, there's nothing to be afraid of, you have a good talent, don't say that the old man will take care of you in this Diaoyutai world, just say that a few elders in your village are not easy to mess with in the world. ”

Song Qing'a repeated again: "There's really nothing to be afraid of." ”

The condensing haze between Dai Yunong's eyebrows will be swept away like a spring breeze.

Seeing that Liu Daqing was not at the entrance of the village, he took the opportunity to bring a bench and sit on the edge of the fence.

The sunset that has rained is more fiery than yesterday, and the view is naturally wider without eaves.

Dai Yunong put his hands around the back of his head, leaned back and relaxed a lot, explaining: "I'm not afraid, I'm just a little worried." ”

Compared with the laziness of sitting on the threshold, Song Qing'a sitting on the stool will be much more serious, and I don't know if it is because the position in which he will sit is too conspicuous.

Song Qing'a sat upright, turned his head sideways and looked at Dai Yunong with a solemn expression and said: "I can understand your mood very well, I am worried that I am not doing well enough, I am worried that my elders will be disappointed, I am worried about living up to expectations, all kinds of worries are not afraid of my own situation, but worried about how I am in the eyes of my elders." ”

If it were a woman from another family who said something unsatisfactory in her heart, she would probably lower her head and be sad, but Song Qing'a was different.

The rain left the wind, and the breeze still lifted the long bangs on her forehead, and those beautiful eyes were still shining and bright in the strands of black hair.

The two looked at each other, but Dai Yunong was the first to lose, and scratched his head with an embarrassed smile.

"We are very similar in some places, we are all orphans, we are all hope in the eyes of our elders, and we are all very tired people. ”

"My generation of monks has not been a mortal under the mountain in a hurry, in a hundred years, this road will not just be paved with a hundred flowers, but also full of thorns, as a sword cultivator should be free and easy, a sword cut not only the millions of enemies in front of him, but also the heart demon net. ”

Song Qing'a got up and walked towards the village, leaving him with only a pretty back.

Dai Yunong's gaze moved back to hers, and the slender waist was wrapped around what looked like a sword bone, straightening the fourteen-year-old girl's back.

The cyan hair she had been holding on to fell abruptly, just waist-high, like a black scabbard.

Dai Yunong was fascinated by it, and when he came back to his senses, Song Qing had already walked away.

He got up and walked to the place where Song Qing's long hair fell just now, picked up the broken hair rope, wiped it clean, and put it away.

Before he entered the courtyard of the old village chief's house, he vaguely saw a very conspicuous point of light burning out of the door under the dim candlelight, flickering bright and dim.

The old village chief sat on the toad stool at the door, and Dai Yunong sat on the threshold, watching the old village chief swallow the clouds and spit out the fog, he couldn't help but grab it and suck it himself.

"Smoke less, an old man is an old man after all. ”

The old village chief just glanced at him, and turned to his side.

Dai Yunong knew in his heart that this was the old village chief, and he was a little displeased that he ran towards Feisheng City without saying a word after he subdued the golden-bodied villain.

"I originally wanted to tell you about the old man, but Dai Yudai was bullied at that time, you should know. He explained.

The old village chief knocked on the dry tobacco and said impatiently: "If you have something to say, let it go." ”

Dai Yunong smiled bitterly and took out the golden-bodied villain and held it in his hand, this guy with a big slap would be motionless and began to pretend to be dead again.

The old village chief just glanced at him, and said lightly: "I haven't seen this grandson for some years, but I didn't expect it to be a prophecy, and this will really become a grandson." ”

I don't know if the guy with the three leaves wrapped in the ass remembered something or understood what the old village chief said, this would be not pretending to be dead, he got up and pointed at the old village with one hand and the other hand, and he kept chattering, obviously scolding.

The old village chief seemed to be amused, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it. took a puff of dry smoke and spit at it, and the little thing fainted as soon as it went soft.

Dai Yunong was a little helpless, naturally he wouldn't worry about what the old village chief would do to it, it seemed that the old village chief and this villain were old acquaintances in their previous lives, and seeing that the old village chief didn't care about this golden-bodied villain, he had to put it back in his pocket.

However, Dai Yunong is not unconfident about what he is going to say next, whether he will provoke the old village chief to be angry, after all, the relocation of the entire village is not a trivial matter, and for a village with simple folk customs, the relocation of more than 100 households together for no reason will still cause some resistance.

"There's something to talk about. The old village chief said impatiently.

Dai Yunong cleared his throat and heartbroken, anyway, it was not his own idea, this would just be a preventive shot for the old village chief: "The old city lord of Feisheng City said that Mr. Zhan hopes that the whole village of Caotou Village will be relocated to Feisheng City, and the old city lord has left two locations with excellent feng shui for us, and he will also build a City God Temple for this golden villain who was formerly known as the King of Queshan Mountain, and reshape the golden body from the Qionglu Tianxia Temple to canonize the City God." ”

The old village chief snorted coldly: "The obscene mountain monarch is a city god?

"Is the relocation really what Zhan Xiaocheng said?"

Dai Yunong nodded and shook his head, "It was the city lord who said it, but it should be Mr. Zhan." ”

"Tut-tut, why do you think that the more you kid looks, the more you think that your kid is a white-eyed wolf?

He naturally knew that the old village chief would not look at him like this, at most he would just make fun of him. Dai Yunong remembered what the old shopkeeper said, and added: "But the old city lord said that he will take the time to come and talk to you in detail, if it really doesn't work, I will ask Mr. Zhan to come back and continue to talk to you, so that you can rest assured." ”

The old village chief snorted coldly: "Okay, then let that old boy not come, just let Zhan Yancheng come, the turf on the road to the province will die." ”

Dai Yunong secretly screamed in his heart that he was hasty, this would not be able to really draw a snake and do bad things with good intentions.

The old village chief groaned, his voice much softer, obviously worried that Dai Yunong was too mediocre and self-disturbing, and people were worried.

"Okay, don't worry about this, it's not as simple as you think, the fairy money behind the light is not a small amount. ”

Dai Yunong had to say goodbye and leave, what were he worried about, these hands couldn't reach out to the big man to leave, he was also looking forward to Zhan Xiaocheng coming back, and when the time came, he needed help to maneuver, but Dai Yunong felt that his idea was a bit too much, and what could Mr. Zhan solve when he came out?