The inn's windows were covered with white cobwebs, and a dozen tables were filled with drinkers.

But the child who poured the wine and the servant who served the food looked a little silly, and when they looked closely, one was lame, one had a crooked mouth, one had rotten eyes, one was bald, good fellow, few were normal, but the woman who was calculating was wearing a white dress and perfumed her hair tied up.

She twisted her big buttocks, pinched an embroidered handkerchief in her hand, climbed onto the table, made a bewitching motion, and said seductively: "Childe, please." ”

Jishan smiled and hugged a bag of flatbread, just about to sit, who knew that she got off the table, walked to the scarecrow, pulled his arm, stroked from top to bottom, the sound of brushing the robe scratched in his ears like a cat scratching his heart, red lips said slightly, "Is the son staying in the hotel today? If he only drinks, it will inevitably be a little disappointing!"

The scarecrow held the sword, and his face didn't turn for a moment, except for the mountain cough, looked at the quiet guests around, glanced at the second floor, didn't find the woman just now, and said, "Good wine and good food." ”

The woman opened her eyes and looked back, and said angrily: "Eat here, if you can't pay the money, you will cut off your head!"

Jishan raised his middle finger and said disdainfully: "Do you look down on me for a rotten dress? Believe it or not, I smashed your inn?"

The woman walked over with a smile and ordered, "Good wine and good food, serve." Today, if a beggar can't pay the money, he cuts off one of his legs and works here as a coolie, and the one who—" she looked at the scarecrow with a solemn face, and then said, "It doesn't matter if that person is happy." ”

Ji Shan sighed, "You are really disappointed, you are the boss lady?"

The woman replied: "That's right, the proprietress of the Xiadalang Inn is called "Little Lady" by the people of the rivers and lakes. ”

Ji Shan smiled heartbreakingly, "I've heard a little, but some people who travel here call this black-hearted inn an old man?

The little lady asked, "What do you call it?"

Jishan shook his head, "The old man is the old man, and the old man is the honest man." ”

"There was a big man in leather armor who called you a little fox in the tavern, this fox is cunning and seductive, seeing that he is poor, he almost didn't lose to you in the last pair of pants, I'm afraid that he has made some IOU, right?

The little lady said: "In my territory, you have to listen to me, and besides, you little beggar can tell the truth with a rotten mouth? Look at the figures full of people here, you say that I have deceived people? Everyone is right!"

A group of guests raised the wine bowl, showed a fierce expression, and said with a lewd smile: "Yes!"

The little lady smiled with satisfaction, looked at the food delivered, a plate of peanuts, a plate of fried meat, a pig's trotters, a bowl of rice sausage, and a tender and shiny roast chicken. ”

Coo, the wine in the white wine bowl in front of the scarecrow overflowed, she sighed, poured a small half bowl for Jishan, and said angrily: "Drink! I'm afraid that if you haven't drunk much water for a long time, the person will fall on the table, and then staying in the hotel will not be a matter of money." That's a lot of money on the ground!"

Jishan didn't care, picked up the wine bowl and sniffed it, and then all of them went down, not feeling at all, he took the wine jar on the table and poured it full of wine, and said to the proprietress: "Do you think I look like a person who can't drink?"

The scarecrow looked at the figures around him obliquely, picked up the wine bowl, took a sip of wine, closed his eyes and rested, then opened his eyes and took another sip, put it down, picked up the chopsticks in front of him and grabbed a peanut, chewed it slowly in his mouth, clicked.

Jishan listened unpleasantly, grabbed more than a dozen directly with his hand and put them in his mouth, and chewed them clickly, which was very enjoyable.

The two muscles of the cheeks swayed up and down, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he drank the wine in the bowl, ahhhhh

But the crowd couldn't see how big the belly was of the mountain, and the round and bulging watermelon turned into a watermelon, patted it, burped, and continued, and the woman stared at him for three or four hours, and the guests at the last table were gone, and the mountain had not finished eating.

The scarecrow held his sword in confusion and said nothing.

The little lady fell asleep sleepily on the table, the whirring wind blew into the door, the heavy rain waited for so long before it fell, it really made people feel a little impatient, but the wind blew when it rained, and blew away the fluffy hair through the window, and with a gentle pounce, it fell off a lot of dust, coughed a few times, brewed the power in the mouth, and continued to hold the roast chicken.

She also asked from time to time, "You don't eat, don't scream if you're hungry at night, and you are not allowed to eat my scallion pancakes." ”

Jishan said and handed out a chicken leg, the scarecrow caught it, chewed it carefully in his mouth, this scene was seen by the little lady who was lying on the table and was about to fall asleep, licking her mouth, supporting her chin with her left hand, swallowing saliva, and talking to herself with a smile: "The old lady has not seen such a calm, manly, and well-shaped man for a long time." ”

Jishan grinned, "You woman, I don't have a manly taste?"

The little lady scolded: "There's a fart?"

Jishan patted his chest, banged twice, his ribs could be counted clearly, stretched out his left arm, exposed a small muscle, and patted, "Look, this is called a real man." ”

"Do you know how men are applauded? First, I have courage and courage, you see that I have walked into the legendary Dalang Inn and have been a little afraid until now? Second, if you look at your speech and posture, my conversation with you is extremely smooth, and there is a sense of detachment from the mud, and besides, the clothes you are wearing are a little bit of a match for my beggar's clothes, is it a gift from heaven?"

The woman's eyelids rolled and she fell asleep.

Waiting for the rain to fall, a man wearing a cloak and a hat on his head, walked into the door, patted lightly, let the woman in front of him go first, the woman was wearing a white robe, holding a lightly folding fan in her hand, patted it in the palm of her hand, said, sat on a side of the table corner, and said softly: "Child, go to the bar?"

The little lady woke up, walked into the back door, and called for the jar of wine, and asked the servant to deliver the food, only to find that the beggar who was drinking was lying on the table asleep, and the scarecrow was sitting with his eyes squinted, and heard a sound.

"Drinking and eating are counted as money, and the guest house is only a few taels of silver. ”

The woman at the other table looked up at the scarecrow with the hat, showing a hint of vigilance, but he spoke, "Yes." ”

The woman shook her head and exhaled with the man who came with her, "It's not that person. ”

The mountain was carried up to the second floor by the scarecrow, and the laughter of the little lady was like a boat rolling on the sea overnight, and the big storm was her. However, a few treasure gourds are hung on the wall of the wooden door, one door after another, and the small stools are neatly placed behind the railing, as if to give a help to those who are looking for a short time, but they can be chic to those flower thieves!

Dalang Inn often has a lewd man wearing gray clothes and gray veil, in the dead of night, with a vigorous hand, over the wall and broken the window, groping on the ground for a while, with a sensitive nose to distinguish the east, west, north and south rooms clearly, sometimes when a room is recognized, stepping on the railing on the top and rushing to the second floor, touching the small gourd in front of the door, before making a sound to fix his eyes, quietly go in.

On the second day, a woman would scream, and the little lady frowned and scolded, "What a shame!"

That's right, one or two pots of flowers in each house are gone, uprooted!

This was a very serious matter, but it alarmed the reserve army of the little lady, blew a horn, and drew a long sword and a wide knife from the wooden chests, and was about to kill him. You must know that this little lady is calling, dozens of swordsmen with powerful figures and full of spirit, and the swordsman will give her a comment and find justice when he pulls out his momentum.

The little lady will babble, but she is not a first-class amorous person, her bones are crisp, and her body gives goosebumps when she says anything. Especially on a bright moonlit night, countless swordsmen sat outside the Dalang Inn with their swords, exhaled a breath of cold air, looked at the lonely bluestone well, and occasionally sat on the upper tiles with big buttocks, sitting at the outer end of the beam without saying a word, knowing that they would not accidentally break the big hole.

Tomorrow will be another flower thief.

I don't know how many people like to hold a handful of white flowers and silver taels, drink wine and eat meat, and spit out proud words, that is, the girl, but money can't buy a lot of people, not a delicate woman, wearing white clothes, showing his shoulders and smelling his breath, and a demented man can pretend to be more than the other? They all have a purpose, how to win the heart of the little lady.

But the little lady told a lot of stories, from the water king of the Pingchuan River, to the conquest who worshipped in front of the mountain, or the Dao Peak far away on the mountain, subduing demons and eliminating demons, and the wandering Taoist who could talk about love, all of them showed dissatisfied expressions. Yes, no one can compare to this woman's beauty, and the little fish swimming by the water's edge is what he wants. This thing needs to be caught, and who can catch it?

Anyone can, but it's not her fish, it's a sea in her heart.

Also commonly known as, Mei Hai Niang.

But dancing with knives and guns is not her forte, only selling cuteness.

It was late at night, and two figures dressed in black crept up, holding white knives in their hands, and gently touched the little gourd in front of the door, as if to say: Little gourd, little fox, I'm coming. The flower thief recited these words silently in his heart several times, cheering up, that is, to pick the little lady's room, but he secretly opened the room of the mountain and the scarecrow and bent down and walked in.

The scarecrow on the floor held the sword in his arms, opened his eyes and closed his eyes, like a donkey sleeping, a loud and small snoring came from his mouth, his neck was erect and he couldn't lean on the pillow, his back was slightly raised, he licked his mouth and grinded his teeth, swallowing saliva.

In each corner of the room was a pot of cow orchids, facing the scarecrow's waist.

The two of them walked over silently, and the two big hands were just about to touch when they saw a bright white eye staring at them.

Silent silence.

Dripping, beads of sweat fall to the ground.

They made a false alarm, wiped off their sweat, and heard the words of the mountain, "You, don't move... I'm going to scream if I move again!" a man in black moved his shoes and grinded his teeth desperately, "I'm really going to call someone, the loud one." ”

Another man in black twisted his body, and he said, "If you move again, I will use my southern fist and northern leg to make you tremble." ”

"You're still moving?"

The other man in black was about to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Swallow it. ”

He didn't move, and the two looked at each other.

"I'll let me swallow it, you bastard..."

He swallowed.

"Hey, that's right!"

They touched the flowers and wanted to take the pot away, but when they arrived at the door, they were already snoring, and they said in a dream: "Mother's legs." Dare to steal my stuff and hack you to death. ”

With a buzz, a knife light shone slightly, and clicked in front of the door, and the scarecrow half-squinted his eyes, as if he was asleep, silent, their crotch was wet, and they put the flower pot lightly, and the cold sweat flowed.

The gourd in front of the door swayed gently, and Niang Niang muttered a few times, jumping out of the Dalang Inn.

He didn't know anything about drawing the knife just now, turned over, and slept soundly.

On the second day, the sky was clear and the scarecrow was many

The flower pots were set up and the chairs were meditated, and the table on the first floor of the inn was full of drinkers, all of whom were discussing how stupid it was for two swordsmen to admit that they were flower thieves.

Why are you stupid? She said that she was cut off by a knife man, and she couldn't control her and urine without stopping eating and drinking! Several other people clapped their hands to cater to her, how good is this! But when the proprietress came out, she crossed her waist and smiled: "Finally someone caught the flower thief, I don't know who it is?"

The drinkers at the Dalang Inn are speculating.

Wolong Hidden Tiger.

This Dalang Inn is a crow and a phoenix, and they all have to be entrenched under the majesty of the proprietress .

"Little lady, why don't you guess it's me?" said a bald wild monk.

"Little lady, last night, I slept in front of your door with fear, for fear that I would provoke bad people this night and save you from disaster, cough cough, I didn't expect to be discovered by you. I'm the one who says it's true. ”

Mei Hainiang propped up her white face and said to herself: "A group of hungry tigers, when I don't know your intentions, don't say anything, you will grope for me today, if you find out the real person, please drink." ”

The tone in the tavern was irritable, the woman in the black robe sat in the corner, tasting tea, swallowing flatbread, wrapped in a light sword in the gray cloth placed on the side, her eyes fluttered from time to time, and after many people left, she walked out with her eyes rubbed her eyes and smiled, sat next to the woman casually, and said calmly: "Hello! See you again today." I don't know what to call it?"

The woman ignored him and prepared to leave with her sword.

But he blinked his eyes and said softly: "Don't leave, otherwise your life will be lost." ”

The woman didn't believe his nonsense, picked up the wrapped light sword, turned her head, and a man with a heavy face put down the light gauze hat on his body, waited for the little lady to send over the wine and food, and hurriedly sat down, silent.

He asked again, "What is the woman's name?" If you say, I will help you out of your predicament." ”

The woman was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Luo Xiaoyun." ”

Jishan chuckled, and before she could ask, he reported to his home: "My name is Jishan, and people give me nicknames, and I hide the knife with a smile." You can call me Brother Dao! From now on, we are good friends, follow me to ensure that you eat and drink spicy food. With that, he took a sip of tea.

Luo Xiaoyun held down the light sword and said lightly, "What method do you have?"

Jishan smiled: "No." ”

Luo Xiaoyun gritted his teeth and said, "You lied to me?"

Yamade pressed his gray cloth and shook his head, he had already noticed that the man who walked in looked at him contemptuously, then withdrew his gaze and whispered in her ear, "You can't go, she has already found you." The only way is to kill him. ”

"Kill him?" Luo Xiaoyun bit her lip lightly, a little embarrassed, but there was a sharp look in her eyes, as if she was extremely resistant to what he did just now, she was a beautiful female swordsman, what scene had she never seen? Now, this cheeky beggar was able to deal with it ordinarily, and her words suppressed her slightly.

There is only one idiom that pops up in my head.

Hidden from the deep.

However, in her opinion, this person only has the characteristics of thick skin, good at eating and drinking, I don't know if he can gamble? Looking at his poor and sour face and wearing ragged clothes, it is still enough to tell his true face as a beggar.

She smiled, put away the package and walked up to the second floor.

Stay one more night.

This man didn't dare to do anything in the inn, if he was not careful, the proprietress would be unhappy, and the man with a knife would jump out of the surrounding ten miles and eight towns, and he couldn't parry a knife for one person!

Sit like a clock, stand like a pine.

If you come out with a sword, you will kill, what a magnificence!

But when he raised his eyebrows, he saw the man who did not leave his chest and walked down the second floor, sitting gently next to a beggar, who was the person who had just spoken to the woman he was going to hunt and kill, he lowered his eyebrows slightly, looked at the scarecrow, the teacup in his hand trembled slightly, and remembered that he had just seen an indifferent figure in the dark, but he didn't look closely.

He naturally finished the meal, took a picture of a little silver tael, and asked for a house, and went up to the second floor.

The scarecrow raised his head slightly, lowered his hat, and said coldly: "Don't meddle in this matter, our purpose is to go to Lushui Mountain as soon as possible and see my master." My master respects that the things you and the master originally agreed on have changed, and this road will not be smooth, and if you can cause less trouble, you will make less trouble. ”

Jishan called some food, asked him to eat first, and said with a smile: "No money, you can't go first." If this matter does not affect me, I will not interfere. ”

The scarecrow was very helpless and acquiesced.

The little lady still held a grudge against what she had done yesterday, but she came to find the scarecrow with wine, and said with a smile: "The son will stay for a few more days, and I will not charge any money." ”

Li Shuishan smiled and said, "What about me?"

The little lady said, "Ten taels." ”

Hiss –

"Little lady, why are you so ruthless? This is a black shop?"

The little lady blew her eyebrows, winked at the scarecrow, and said: "Don't say much, such a high-quality man is really good, think back then-I killed several coquettish women on the night when I was drunk and dreamed of death, and they all fell in love with a man I loved.

Jishan smiled and interrupted the little lady's thoughts.

"You say you kill people, how can I not believe it. ”

The little lady sat on the bench, supported her face with one hand, looked cute, and said with a smile: "You are a real man, how can you hear it." ”

There is a big question mark on the mountain.

"Then my room money, food money-"

"Ten taels. ”

"I'm a beggar—"

"Ten taels. ”

"I'm a good friend of his—"

"Ten taels. ”

"I got the flower thief—"

The little lady stood up, hid her face and said, "True or false?"

He said proudly: "It's only true and not fake." ”

The little lady questioned whether she believed it or not, and she had already dragged the scarecrow's arm, and her words were warm, like a spring breeze blowing through his ears, making him goosebumps, and nodded calmly.

"If that's the case, then don't have money. She licked her mouth and smiled, as if she was a little satisfied that she had unintentionally ruined a good thing for the flower thief in her dream, but she said, "The flower thief hovering here is not a flower thief! You, can you protect me today?"

She blinked slightly.

He had an ominous premonition, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with a smile: "The little lady said so, then how can I refuse? You're right?" His eyes fell on the scarecrow, and he couldn't choose, but the scarecrow took his sword back to the room after eating, and didn't look at him.

The little lady was fascinated to death by his cold temperament, her eyes were straight, she swallowed her saliva, and shook her head from time to time, as if she was fantasizing about some kind of scene, and whispered in her ear: "He is far away." ”

She shuddered lightly and snorted, "It's all your fault, you drove my man away." What do you say?"

He spread his hand and said helplessly: "I'm full and go back to the room." What do you say, do it!"

The little lady saw another group of swordsmen gathered outside, and the swordsmen wanted to see the beauty of the lady of the Dalang Inn, and as soon as she stepped into it, she might come to her sloppy beggar near an attic, and said loudly: "Tonight, I will wait for you." ”

The group of people at the door stared blankly, the big knife hanging from their waists, the sword in their hands buzzed, their crude teeth clicked, as if they were about to swallow the beggar, and they all said angrily: "Kill him, let's see if he can live tonight!"

"Boss, why are you still keeping? Forget it, you want arms, I want heads, you want two legs. ”

"What do you want that?"

"Sold to a dog meat house. ”

"What?"

"To die?"

A strong man in black walked out of the inn and said, "Everyone be careful, we will stab each person at night, and the beggar will surely die." ”

"Do you remember what our slogan was?" he asked again.

"Protecting flowers, protecting flowers, we are the messengers of protecting flowers, protecting flowers, protecting flowers, we are the messengers of the little lady's flowers. ”

"Picking flowers, picking flowers, we are not flower thieves; ”

“？？”

"We will never be flower thieves. ”

The man in black coughed, signaled to lower his voice, and looked back to see that the little lady and the mountain had long since disappeared.

The abnormal little two, who cleaned up the leftovers, looked at them with a smile on their faces, as if to say that they also wanted to protect the flower messenger. The lame limped closed the window that was dissatisfied with the spider web, and said with a crooked face: "If you want to be an adult, you can do it first." "Rotten eyes blinked, as if to say, you idiot, bald head looking in the mirror, left comb and swing, handsome and extraordinary, as if showing off, pinched the orchid finger and jumped up, fell and grabbed a plate, easily thrown into the pool.

Not much, the desktop floor is clean and debris.

At noon, there may be passers-by who come to eat and stay in hotels, but this silence is a little eerie.

Woo woo, a heavy rain is coming.

The swordsmen and swordsmen outside were like chickens in soup, and they couldn't extinguish the anger in their hearts.

In the middle of the night, the little lady lit an oil lamp in the middle of the room, and placed all kinds of fruits on the simple wooden table, and she gently took a pear and put it under the final click, and the sound of swallowing and the very tempting neck locking, her rosy lips gently stroked, and provoked a dance in the room, and from time to time bumped into the table and chairs.

The swordsman covered with black veil outside the window had eyes like wolves, and there were a few people holding swords sitting curled up on the tiles, their hearts were trembling, but they didn't dare to run directly into the room, this was Da Lang Inn, it was her territory, what if it caused his displeasure?

The laugh was worth it, she laughed, and they all laughed.

Not to mention that someone touches her, it will take a thousand cuts.

Now, they were waiting for an opportunity, they were not sure if the beggar was in the room, and several swordsmen with swords nodded at each other and went to look for the beggar's room.

The stone tiles that had just rained were slippery, and they didn't dare to walk too fast in cloth shoes, for fear of accidentally falling down and eating. It's okay if you fall on the soft mud, but it's not good if you are afraid that the movement will attract the attention of the people staying at the hotel.

What's more, they all bear the name of flower thieves.

This is something that a group of swordsmen and swordsmen don't want to see.

Several people were skillful and light, grabbing the remote tiles on the upper floor of each room and looking down, this is simply a voyeur! But a few people shamelessly went from left to right, with a clear division of labor, until they met a woman's room, and before a swordsman's hand took away the stone tile, he was frightened by a sword aura and withdrew his palm, and exhaled: "I don't know if it's it?" ”

Several swordsmen looked at all the rooms, excluding the little lady's room, and the one with a strong sword aura, there was nowhere else, several swordsmen gathered together to play sign language, and lifted the small stone tiles together, a pair of women's eyes looked cold, and hurriedly closed them and nodded downward.

The black-clothed swordsman standing at the front, he took off the black cloth on his face, his facial features were distorted, and he said fiercely: "I'm going to cut that kid." ”

Who knows, Ji Shan is sitting at the door of the little lady, gently fiddling with the gourd on the door, and complaining from time to time: "Little lady, what is there to guard? The thief will not come, you look at your integrity, what are you afraid of? Besides, there are many righteous men and gentlemen here! Alas, it is dark, and my heart is so cold." ”

The little lady was halfway through her meal and hit the table with an oops.

has complained a word.

She accidentally bumped it again.

has complained again-

The swordsman on the roof gritted his teeth and made a posture of wiping his neck, and the swordsman below said angrily: "The boss asked me to go first, and I cut that dog-mother first." ”

The man in black standing at the front stopped: "At this time, I will come in person." My beloved little lady should have been lying in my arms, speaking sweet words to me, but now, now, what's so good about that beggar? I look poor and sour, am I not handsome enough?"

He pulled down the black cloth covering his face and said to the group behind him.

Everyone hurriedly waved their hands and said: "The boss is mighty, the boss is masculine, and he is vigorous, and he is quite a year old in the city to destroy flowers - no, no, but he is a good hand at helping the poor and the weak, promoting the good and punishing the evil, helping hundreds of families back then, and there was a famine that year, and some people knelt down to thank you for your kindness." The boss can be described as 'a mountain and a river, a good person.' ’”

The man in black wiped away his tears and said with a smile: "Good brother, you wait for my good news, I will come back after cutting that little ghost." ”

He climbed over the window, smashed the wooden frame with a snap, rolled around on the ground and got up panting, he was very conscious, but he was huge, and the sound of the wooden steps of the stairs chirping as he went upstairs came out, and he lowered his pace and watched his bent steps.

Thinking of many years ago, when he was alone in the rivers and lakes, holding a meniscus knife in his hand, a dragon head tattooed on his chest to swallow water, a skull on his left arm, a butterfly flying on his right arm, a saber jumping on his back, holding a full light wine jug and leaving blood marks with a smile, there was a woman's figure in the moonlight in the distance, and he fell to the ground slowly, and he didn't feel pain.

Now, as he walked, the knife in his hand fell from his hand.

After he picked it up, he gritted his teeth and said, "Lao Tzu was also a good hand back then, isn't it easy to kill someone?"

In the room, the little lady took off her makeup and wiped the rouge off her face, as if she was recalling something?

At that time, the little lady was a good girl who took a boat, and his father was a boatman, and his family lived on the bank of the Pan River, with two small wooden houses supported by wooden pillars. When she was a child, she liked to sit on the shore, pick up her father's fishing rod, hang on the earthworm, and throw it into the water to fish. The water was so clear that the fish jumped into the water every morning, as if waiting to feed. In the evening and yellow clouds, this leaf boat carried passengers far away, and after three or four trips, she also fished for four or five palm-sized grass carp.

Cooking smoke, boiling fish soup with her own hands, copying some side dishes, pouring down wine, and making a sumptuous dinner are the days she looks forward to the most.

Time has passed, and the years are mottled.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, people are impermanent.

When the white clothes were sent down and the married daughter did not return, there was often a lonely old man in Panjiang who touched his white beard and fell off the grass carp, and she ate wine and coughed and said her nickname, Mei'er. There was a snow in the wind, which fell on his hair, and made his head white, and another rain, which fell on the Panjiang River, so that she could not see her daughter who was far away. Guarding a river alone, a bird leaps over the White Mountain in the distance, and there are congratulations and prayers from wanderers in laughter.

When the sun and the moon passed, he was gone.

The little lady grew up looking at the water, dressing up and using the water as a mirror, crying at the age of one, babbling at the age of two, walking at the age of three, playing in the water at the age of four, washing clothes at the age of five, singing at the age of six, beating rice at the age of seven, literacy at the age of eight, swimming at the age of nine, and picking the wind at the age of ten - fourteen marriages -

Crying, crying-

In the room, she was already in her thirties, saying that she was not old, but she actually looked at the water, and was full of emotion, and said: "Little beggar, do you know? I fell in love with the one next to you at first sight, but I always felt that I was not worthy of him." You know what? These smelly men laugh with me all day, and I can only have some peace when I am asleep, but I am afraid that they will open my door and steal my flowers. ”

"My flower is my heart. I haven't been tempted for a long time, you say, what's his name?"

The gourd outside the door swayed, and the mountain was already asleep.

The little lady asked again, "What do you say?"

She lamented: "Everything depends on fate. ”

The black-clothed man pulled out his knife and saw a person sleeping in front of the little lady's door, slashed it hard, moved his position unconsciously, rubbed his nose, and then he sighed, continued to cut down, click, there were several knife marks left on the two-layer plank, and he panted and scolded: "Damn, what kind of freak is this?"

He kicked down, and he turned over slightly, touching his foot to the door, and with a click, the door opened, and the little lady inside turned her head to see that the big man in black looked sluggish and swallowed saliva.

The little lady shouted, "Flower thief?"

The man in black wanted to cry without tears, covered his cheeks with both hands, turned his head and got up to leave, he never thought that he would meet his beloved woman in this way, he kicked away the mountain, whined and cried quietly, and went straight downstairs, leaving a demented little lady.

She still held a small round date on her hovering finger and swallowed her saliva.

He stretched his waist and twisted his body to pretend to be sleepy, but in fact he slept very sweetly, and whispered: "The flower thief will not come again, I will go back to my room to sleep!"

The little lady snorted, swallowed the dates, and said calmly: "How do I know if there will be flower thieves in the middle of the night? You can sleep here tonight, and I will be more comfortable." Otherwise, go back and sleep at the doorway, and every hour you go up the stairs and up to the roof, and see what happens. Okay?"

He turned his head and turned his head to leave, but halfway through, he looked up, and the sound of clicking and stepping came down, he turned around and sighed, walked into his room, and talked with the half-squinting scarecrow for a while, just when he was hungry, he found that only a small half of his oil cake was left, and there were a few more big tooth marks, and he shouted: "Hey, if you are hungry, tell me, it's not that I won't give you food." ”

Thinking of his ruthless pinch of the oil cake and squirm in Banzheng's mouth, there is an inexplicable hatred, the thief who steals food, if he has to beat it when he is in the beggars, he lies on the table and thinks about his happy life.

At that time, I was refreshed, I wanted to do whatever I wanted, a broken mouth, a broken bowl was enough to solve the problem of eating and drinking, and I could be regarded as a romantic person. If it weren't for the teacher's teaching in my heart, heh, I would have been a beautiful woman in one hand, carrying a big stride, throwing gold and silver, if I was lucky, I didn't do anything to cheat and cheat, just rely on chivalrous things, live in a city, and don't talk about a few aunts' wives, hehehe, at that time, it would be better to say that I opened a green house, very chic!

Now, he is a little lonely, but he is standing by the window with a piece of oil cake in his hand, carrying his back with one hand, as if he is sighing at the time, just a famous poem left by the ages, on the top of the life, down to the ordinary world, the road to break through all the red dust traces, this bright moon into the eyes, sighing, he exhaled: "In life, there are always some troubles in the heart, some are children and daughters, some are the time of the family and the country, the world will be divided for a long time, why fight for it, work the people and lose money? But it's all my fantasy!"

He took a bite of the oil cake, choked, hurriedly poured a cup of cold tea, and after eating down, he continued to look at the moon, as if his heart was full of sorrow.

This sorrow left a trace on the scarecrow's serious face, he raised his gaze slightly, as if he saw through the young man in front of him, and he said coldly: "Why are you worried?"

Ji Shan shook the teacup in his hand and replied: "I hope that I can be like my master, become an immortal chaser with the world in mind, and become a Taoist with no distractions - a life of openness, wearing a robe, walking in the mountains and rivers, taking a boat and catching fish——"

The scarecrow smiled and said: "At a young age, there is the idea of a person who is over half a hundred years old? Do you know that life should be in the mortal world, to see the prosperity and barrenness, to see what is the point of three, six, nine, etc., and the browsing time is wonderful—I wonder if you have read through the Heart Sutra? It says that this is the only way to enlightenment. If a person has no ups and downs, no life experience, what is the significance of the immortal you chase, what is the significance of the immortal you become?

He drank cold tea like a drink, and said, "What is an immortal?" After meditating, he said: "I visited a Taoist on a mountain with my master, and his name is Qiuye people. He was more than 150 years old, with white hair and beard, a ruddy complexion, and full of energy. When I arrived, I was practicing martial arts in the wind, practicing a magical stunt of "Nine Legs", smashing the stone pillar with my legs, retracting my legs like the wind, standing beside him The cold wind was biting, if it wasn't for the protection of the master, I was afraid of falling headlong. ”

He said that immortal cultivators should see through the physical restraints, such as breaking the cocoon and overlapping, and the attainments are divided into three levels, upper, middle and lower. I am the middle, the master is the top, and the other is the mortal me. At that time, I didn't have a magic knife given by my master, I was holding a straw stalk, he squeezed my hand, and waved it fiercely, this strength seemed to be gentle, and it penetrated through the stone. It's a fairy power!"

"Shizun threw down a book of "Qing Manuscript Book", recording the method of practicing the exercises for a day, I read it carefully, and suffered from the years all day, and only after a year did he bend down to pick me up. In their eyes, I was still a moderately accomplished disciple. ”

"I chase immortals, chase eternity, chase heart. ”

"Cultivation has its own high and low, if you need to grow in life, I don't think things in the realm are good things. ”

"Only the heart. Immortals are idealists. ”

"Immortal chaser, the knife that was originally left behind was for you, but I took it. ”

The scarecrow smiled, and said unconcernedly: "There is no need to mention this matter, I have loved swords since I was a child, holding a sword, I can cut thousands of horses with my own strength, my sword skills are unbeatable, and I can't see a small knife." ”

He poured another cup of tea, drank tea and said to the moon: "There is such a great self-confidence? When my master is not sitting on the mountain, he can kill several people if he drops a leaf, I asked him what kind of realm he is, he smiled, he is the realm of opening the mountain." From body shaping, concentrating, wind making, mountain opening, dream moon, Taoism, earth immortals, golden immortals - where can you go?"

The scarecrow's serious face smiled, and he said, "Naturally, it is the extreme." ”

I have never forgotten the scene of serving tea and water, what is the courtesy? I have never forgotten the many times when my master sat on the mountain, looking for my own mountain, where is this mountain?

There was a slight sound of stepping on the roof, and he said, "Let me see how high your realm is?"

The scarecrow is sitting, the sword is placed horizontally on his legs, the murderous aura on the pavement is flowing thinly, the sword is not out, the killing intent is peeking into the outside world, like the wind in the mountains, the heavy rain falls, this person is like a small boat in front of him, keep swaying, only to see the roof swordsman with a solemn face, a burst of energy rushed out, all fell to the ground and vomited blood, and lost his voice: "Condense the state of mind perfect monk." ”

They clasped their fists to apologize, but they jumped out of the window, stood on the eaves with their chests crossed, and said, "Even if he accepts the apology, he will not accept the apology." ”

Dozens of swordsmen retreated slightly, but the one at the front was covered with water vapor, and after patting his chest, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and said, "Abolish your own cultivation in the next place, and ask your seniors to open up the net." ”

The swordsmen behind them all supported the self-abandoning cultivators, and said hoarsely: "All brothers why should you sacrifice yourself to fulfill us? If you abolish yourself, I will go with you." Just as he was about to slap his chest, he was stopped by a big hand, vomiting blood and saying, "No-"

"You are still young, and the boss has failed in his own affairs, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for life. We're going from west to west—"

All the swordsmen knelt on the ground, causing Shan to frown.