The stone showed a groove, the human eyes were white, and he said miserably: "I have accepted your poems, but I don't understand why people like this face? What if I become a beast?" When he reappeared, his mouth was like a bird, his ears were like pigs, his eyes were clear like a wolf patrolling the night, his face was blue-gray, hairy, and he was half-drunk with two curved antlers, and shouted: "Scared?"

Li Shuishan looked at the naughty sunken beast face with a curious expression, and the old madman slapped it back and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Open the stone wall, I want to take my disciples to observe it, the poems I have painstakingly made are first-class romantic words in the mortal dust, you don't care? You don't want to be a human being? Are you tired of living?"

The sound of whining and crying in the stone came, and he obediently cut half of the stone, revealing a smooth plane, and the font was like a white face, written from the right, and he waved vigorously, touching his palm.

Every word is not coquettish, extraordinarily solemn, even if it is written in black and white, few people can do such a realm, the ancient text to the last point of the open space, once again drawn to the upper end, a white line bent and pulled to the second writing place, out of thin air font, each will not be beyond the hook of the upper and lower white lines, some are a skimm, some are a pinch, hook and pick, extract and press...

So to the last third vertical column, the fourth, the fifth extended to the ninth, the style has changed, at first the first column is strong, solemn and proper, the second column is playful and changeable, comfortable and delicate, the third column is round and curvy, like a fat child rolling back and forth on the wall, a little sluggish, the fourth column is soft and wild grass, soft like the left and right wind grabbing the grass stem tilt, lack of a sense of solidity, the fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, until the ninth column and the first column have earth-shaking changes, wild and unrestrained, trampling horses, stormy winds and burial soil, people look very sad and free。

When he felt that his heart was gloomy, he picked up the stone pen and gently traced the line, until this stone wall gradually took shape, and each column was sunken with a thin line, and the old madman withdrew his hand and said distressedly: "Something is wrong. ”

Li Shuishan asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

The old madman wiped the ink on the desktop, and the fluorescent color appeared, and the font similar to the stone wall crossed out of the desktop, which was really unrestrained, and said with a smile: "No wonder, I haven't seen it these days, the font has been affected by some natural forces, and it has become distorted, and the wild one is even wilder, and the board is also falling down with the wind, I am afraid that in a few years, the font on the stone wall will turn into an unknown word." Even if we can't understand it, we can't let him melt in. ”

Seeing that the old madman was so resolute, Li Shuishan sighed, not knowing what he could see from the font on the stone wall, so he squinted his eyes and looked at the lines, not thinking through any of them.

The old madman smiled and said, "Look closely, when you are completely silent in these columns of incomprehensible fonts, you can feel a lot of things. ”

Li Shuishan exhaled, opened his eyes wide and slowly went down to the fonts, looking very slowly, but carefully enough, the points of the first word were carefully polished, how to think about it was a mess, after reading it for a long time, the old madman was tired, and went down the mountain to leave him alone, and instructed: "It's best to watch quietly, don't be impatient, and let the demon soul send you out." ”

Li Shuishan nodded and sat directly opposite the stone table, suddenly the font was distorted, his eyes were blurred, and the meaning of sleepiness struck.

He had a dream.

This is a spring dream that has not yet begun to linger.

It became a killing again.

He's just one

The passing sword watchers, taking advantage of the moonlight, picked up a tent, the periphery of the fire was everywhere, the sound of killing the enemy in a chaotic manner was in the ears, familiar with the arrival of the battlefield of life and death decisive battle, in another tent, crying, laughter one after another, a pair of figures moved left and right, the wine glass touched the ground, the oil lamp broke the flame, a sword of the moon cold pierced in, the blood stained the red cup table, splashed on the tarpaulin.

My heart trembled and I woke up.

Li Shuishan gasped, touched the font of the stone table, pondered carefully, the texture on the stone wall began to shift, the font was chaotic, and he thought it was confusion after falling asleep, who knew that with a shake of his head, the font became a mess when he came into view, and he thought in his heart: "Is my heart messed up The font will be messy? Or is the font messy with my heart?"

But the beast's face, which was slapped down by the old madman, grinned: "You actually saw through my heart? Do you know that the dream I prepared for the departed woman, and you are not a wonderful person, how can you observe it?"

Li Shuishan said calmly: "Is that a dream? What I dreamed of was just a lantern spring dream and a sword killing. ”

The beast face mutated into a human face, frowned, and said: "That's what I'm talking about, pick up the lantern spring dream, you are a sword watcher, but you always feel that you have no potential, how can you have a dream? Killing rises with the spring color, killing is the desire, destroying the sneaky, you have evil thoughts in your heart, you kill yourself!"

Li Shuishan frowned and asked, "What evil thoughts?"

The human face is distorted, showing a purple plum, which falls one after another.

"Purple is different, you are a flower planter. You are a sword watcher, and you are..."It returned to normal, its facial features stood upright, and suddenly its eyes were red, bloodshot, and it said in a big mouth: "It's not good, I'm afraid that there will be.. You are... Are you the man of destiny, or the man of destiny after the age of heaven, no."

It coughed a few times, its eyes turned into pus and blood, coughed up a puff of purple smoke, and said with difficulty: "Who are you? There are two forces that bless you, one is 'positive' and the other is 'anti', why are you..."

Li Shuishan stood up in surprise, puzzled.

"Purple is abnormal, I only know that the purple that the plum tree predecessor said is poisonous, I'm afraid it's a little difficult to explain.." After a pause, the font on the wall was completely distorted, and he sighed and saw that the person's face had degraded and there was no response, so he was led by the demon spirit sleeping in his own world to break through the darkness and walk out of the hill.

The wind outside was very strong, blowing his robes, and in the roaring roar, the dense soul flew away, with the body of a demon dragon dozens of feet, although the soul body was broken and mottled with blood, the scale armor was undulating and cutting the wind, a one-legged toad, spitting out thunder, sticky white liquid droplets and swinging, a strange straw man behind him, but the eyes were protruding, the arms were bent, and the legs were swollen...

A golden-armored demon soul walked out in front of him, and said angrily: "Walking souls on the lower three sides, sitting on the waves and rolling water, those who disobey orders, kill them!" ”

All the demon spirits replied loudly, "Listen!"

Then, one after another, a stream of water floated out of the sky above the city gate, and a sword-wielding scarecrow appeared on the shadow of a white sailing boat, extremely fierce, roaring, circling around more imps who rushed up from the surrounding hills, whining along the water, half an hour later, dissipated.

Li Shuishan saw the old madman thinking on his back, grabbed a talisman from his sleeve, and left with them, and then

He said: "Zangsheng, Master Venerable plans to go out to visit some friends, and by the way, spy on the situation, you don't run around, even if you go out to wander, you must be more vigilant." ”

Watching the old madman fly away, Li Shuishan nodded silently.

A day later, breathing steadily, but always want to sleep in the confusion, the index finger pressed an oil lamp, this rusty oil lamp is left by the old madman, a little blue light appeared, turned yellow, lightly picked the wick, sleeping in this reading and eating hut, it is also comfortable, from time to time there are old Li Guoren holding a wine jug, staggering up, drunk and said: "Drinking only needs to be infatuated, how can the wolf heart be trapped in love? ”

He put down the wine jug with a click, lit Li Shuishan's nose and said: "If life is long, how can you ever say that there is wine? You take a sip, I take a sip, it's beautiful! Come, you taste it, today's wine is different, I used lake water to fill it." ”

Li Shuishan sighed, cultivators rarely get drunk when they drink, I'm afraid it's just drunk, they rest for a long time, help down and rest for a few hours, it rains outside, it falls on the mountains, the white mountain is covered with a layer of clouds, it is even whiter, it flies away in the rain, sits in the small pavilion, looks at the fish to breathe, and is a little sad.

When he was hiding in the peak, he put all the books into his sleeves, leaving a bookshelf with an empty shell of green cloth, for the sake of the stability of the cat, I wonder if it will go to the clouds to catch fish, and will not starve itself?

There are too many books that should not be read, and the "Condensation Method" has been roughly passed twice, and the gist of it has been understood, which is nothing more than to tell the monks of Zhufeng not to be arrogant and despise the world, but you can know that the good path of life is different, and the entrustment of the unknown is still attributed to the mortal dust, and learn to chase immortals with the heart of ordinary people.

After meditating for a while, he took out the Lingyun stone, spread it out in the palm of his hand, sniffed it, and took it back, I don't know how long it will take before he can use this thing.

Li Shuishan smiled and said: "No, but no woman can take a fancy to me, a poor sour boy." I'm just thinking about when I can take a step forward in my cultivation and how I can appreciate the coquettishness of the strong. ”

The water leek threw him a green fruit, wiped it in the palm of his hand, and said, "Don't force it to do things." You see that I have not yet pursued my own mountain, and I have been hesitating and wandering, I am afraid that after a long time, I will stop here, do you know why I followed your master?"

Li Shuishan shook his head and said, "I don't know, you tell me in detail." ”

Shui Leek said: "... I have pursued many strong people before, I have been to the Dao Po Ancestor of Qingfeng, but because of his outstanding appearance, he couldn't get along with those white geese, so he sneaked away. I have been to Chunfeng again, I saw Huang Luanyi, he gave me a leaf, let me hold it in my mouth, and finally was swallowed by the frog that jumped up in the mountain stream, I walked to the sword, I met the two elders here, they have extraordinary thoughts, can turn stones, become a mountain, told me a lot of truths, there is a night under the tree to sit and become a Taoist, there is a flower blooming can break the magic barrier, but I am not patient enough, in your master passing by the ancient rhyme sea, just broke the storm, and I have long heard of the majesty of your master, so I came..."

Li Shuishan sighed and said, "You are not patient enough, don't follow one person and run away quietly."

The water leek bit the green fruit and said, "Yes, I regret it." ”

Li Shuishan wiped it and took a bite, it was very sweet.