Zhang Muliu was also extremely embarrassed when he heard this, and said in his heart that I am not a poet, and my mouth is not bad. Seeing Mo Miaomiao's disgusted look again, she hurriedly hunched over and wanted to pull the little girl into the city.

Since he has come here, Yunxi must be going to go shopping. Not to mention the side, just so many predecessors and ancients who enjoyed the scenery and wrote poems in this place are worth paying a good look at. In the end, there are many places where everyone has fallen into the pen, and there are many students on the street alone.

Zhang Muliu took Mo Miaomiao's hand and walked to a restaurant. I found a place to sit down on the first floor, and the little guy ran over after a few steps, and said with a smile: "Hey! The old man is strong enough, what can he eat? ”

Before Zhang Muliu could answer, a young scholar at the table next to him spoke: "Have everything?"

The little guy looked at the scholar and said with a smile: "Don't raise the bar this son, I won't be able to defeat a dragon for a while, and I can't find an Earth Immortal Ancestor!"

It's a person who can answer, and the young scholar laughed and no longer embarrassed him.

Zhang Muliu, who looked like an old man, said with a smile: "First bring me a stinky mandarin fish, then a dried bean roast pork, and finally an amber date." ”

When the little guy heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "I don't see it! Your old man is an old Qiupu?"

The old man smiled: "I have been here a few times when I was young, and it is still okay to order some food." ”

The little girl turned around and went to the back kitchen, Mo Miaomiao kept rolling her eyes at Zhang Muliu, and the little girl said in her heart: "When you were young, how old were you?"

The restaurant is quite large, and all kinds of poems and songs are written on the walls around it, but I didn't find a sentence that I could see a little bit of the past, and it was all written in a daze. Shixian has a five-to-Qiupu, and there is actually a seven-to-cloud stream on this wall, which is really enough to come. Some of the short sentences in the empty space are very interesting, and Zhang Muliu likes one of them very much: "The crow and the house, a hundred waves cover the cow, but there is no boat, the source is barren, and the fish dare not eat." The inscription is: "See Yunxi and remember the alpine white sea." ”

However, there is a particularly conspicuous position with eight words inscribed, but Zhang Muliu can't help laughing, the person with this inscription is bold enough, Lingyang Mountain actually dares to write these eight words, and is not afraid of being beaten? The restaurant is also big-hearted, and actually does not wipe off these eight words.

When you enter the door, you can see four big characters on the wall - jungle rats jumping, and there are many dogs in the temple!

There are four Buddhist holy places in Shengshenzhou, and Lingyang Mountain is one of them.

The scholar who was going to eat dragon liver was writing a blank inscription at the moment, and Zhang Muliu stared at it with interest.

I saw the man write: "The fog is three thousand cages of Ling Mountain, and the thirty-sixth floor is broken at dusk." I don't know, in the depths of Yunxi, how can I compare to the old poet immortal?"

Mo Miaomiao secretly said to Zhang Muliu, the writing is very good, better than you. Zhang Muliu also replied in a low voice: "So smart, he knows so many words, so where do you think he wrote well?"

The little girl pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't understand what he wrote! Isn't that great? Why don't you write one too?"

Zhang Muliu, who looked like an old man, smiled bitterly and said: "It's okay to memorize a medicinal property, compose a poem?"

The little girl was a little excited and said: "I can also carry it, my grandfather is a very powerful Langzhong!"

Zhang Muliu smiled and didn't answer, but thought to himself, of course, it's amazing! Don't you look at who you have come out of the Gaoyang line? Just one Lu doctor is enough to make people chant so far.

In fact, the surname Mo, the surname Ji, and the surname Xing are all considered to be in the same vein as Gaoyang. However, the relationship is too long, there is no way to study it, and there are probably not many people who dare to claim to be in the Gaoyang lineage. Danzhou Xingshi is an exception, obviously he is already a side branch in the side branches, and he still doesn't blush and doesn't gasp and says that he is Ji Dan.

Perhaps many people here thought that this scholar's writing was very good, so they continued to applaud. The scholar arched his hand to the surroundings, turned his head and looked at Zhang Muliu with a smile, and slowly walked over and said, "The student is ugly, please ask the old gentleman to evaluate it." ”

So many people's eyes shifted to the old man, Zhang Muliu's face was still pale, he stood up and said with a smile: "This scholar is not bad, but his vision is worse, no matter how you look at it, I don't look like a person who can comment on the poems of others, right?"

The scholar smiled: "Junior, Ren Guangming, please advise the old gentleman!"

The old man finally laughed, and while saying that the young man really had vision, he went to the beginning of Ren Guangming's inscription, stood by the wall for a long time, turned his head and said: "Only love can not be compared, drunk and gentle, can compare with the old poet." ”

There were boos all around, and Ren Guangming also shook his head with a smile and returned to his desk. After Zhang Muliu sat down beside the little girl, Mo Miaomiao was very puzzled: "What are they laughing at?"

The old man replied, "Praise me!"

The little girl rolled her eyes and said no more.

Mo Miaomiao had met a girl who looked taller and better looking than herself on the road before, and the two chatted for a long time, and only when they separated did they know that the two little girls were actually average. So every time she ate, she had to eat until her stomach couldn't fit anymore before she would stop. Zhang Muliu asked why he ate so much? Don't you panic? The little girl glanced at Zhang Muliu and said lightly, "If I eat more, I will grow faster!"

So at this moment, there was a little girl who looked like she was five or six years old, but was actually eight years old, shook off her cheeks, picked up her back molars, and ate like a river flowing water, like a wind and clouds, as if filling in the river with soil.

Zhang Muliu said helplessly: "You eat slowly! ”

The so-called restaurant is nothing more than three floors. On the first floor, there are some ordinary diners, most of whom are busy on the road, and they are about to leave after eating. The second floor is a private room, rich people come here in the morning when they wake up, and ask a few friends to eat and drink for a day. The third floor is more expensive, there are singers dancing, girls playing and singing, at least you have to be very rich to enjoy.

It's getting late, Zhang Muliu plans to find an inn to rest first, and then go to Yunxi tomorrow to enjoy the scenery, maybe he can write a swan song for the ages! Of course, I don't dare to say this to Mo Miaomiao, the little girl has already decided that she is a half-bucket of water reader.

I visited a few inns, but there were no vacant rooms, so I had no choice but to go to the monk's inn. As a result, when she saw a scene on the side of the road, Mo Miaomiao grabbed Zhang Muliu's hand and refused to leave.

It turned out to be a medical hall, and a young woman of seventeen or eighteen knelt in the snow and kept kowtowing. cried in his mouth: "Mr. Zhou, I really don't have any money, as long as you can save my mother, you can do whatever you want." ”

Crying for a long time to no avail, the woman became more and more hoarse. Zhang Muliu, who looked like an old man, was about to pass by, when the door opened, and a man in his forties walked out of it, which should be Mr. Zhou in the woman's mouth. This Mr. Zhou held a jacket in his hand, put it on the woman when he went out, and then squatted on the ground and said to the woman: "Xixuan! It's not that I don't want to save your mother, but life-saving medicines are very valuable, and you don't have money, how can you call me good?"

When the woman heard this, she pursed her lips and sobbed: "As long as Mr. saves my mother, I will repay your great kindness by making cattle and horses in the future." ”

That Mr. Zhou squinted his eyes and smiled when he heard this: "In the future?"

The woman named Xixuan didn't understand at first, but after a while, she seemed to know what this money-loving Lang Zhong meant. Just as he was not knowing how to answer, he had to hear someone coming hurrying by, and the man was still yelling, "Fuck your mother's grandmother!

A young man with two rabbits in his hand jumped up and kicked Mr. Zhou in the shoulder, who rolled backwards and slammed into the door frame and howled.

The young man didn't even look at the gentleman who was wailing constantly, turned around and helped the woman up, as if he was a little blamed: "Sister Xixuan, you don't treat your brother as your brother too much, although it's not a kiss, but I'm also a big lady who grew up, why don't you come to me if you have something?"

The woman lowered her head, and after a while, she said softly: "Brother Shoujie, after so many years, since my father is gone, you have changed the way to help our mother and son, I am really very grateful." But this mother's illness costs a lot of money, and your family is not a rich family, where do I still have the face to ask you for help. ”

The young man sighed, and was about to say something, when he heard Mr. Zhou speak in the back, and it seemed that he was finally relieved.

"Who are you? How dare you beat me in front of my house in broad daylight?"

The young man turned his head to look at this old shameless man, frowned and said, "Your grandfather and I are Zhong Shoude, don't you know the pig killer?

That Mr. Zhou was silent for a moment. Zhang Muliu smiled from a distance, and when she wanted to pull Mo Miaomiao forward, the little girl tugged at Zhang Muliu's sleeve and looked at Zhang Muliu who looked like an old man with her lips. Zhang Muliu had no choice but to twist his shoulders and become a tall thin man of twenty-eight or nineteen, dressed in a green shirt, but quite like a doctor's holy hand.

Slowly walked forward, smiled at the two of them, "Are you two looking for a Langzhong?"

The woman hurriedly turned around and wanted to kneel down for Zhang Muliu, but was stopped by Zhong Shouju on the side. This seemingly reckless young man stepped forward and saluted respectfully, and then said, "This gentleman knows how to cross people?"

Zhang Muliu said: "The Yue people don't dare to be, it's just a healer who travels around all sides and knows a little about the art of Qihuang!"

The woman also stepped forward, wiped away her tears, and saluted, saying, "Can Mr. save my mother?"

Zhang Muliu smiled: "Why not?"

Zhong Shouju's face on the side was complicated, and he finally spoke: "But we ...... And I can't come up with much money. ”

Without waiting for Zhang Muliu to answer, Mo Miaomiao said loudly: "Then let's stay overnight and give us a meal, is it okay?"

The two people on the other side seemed to be a little unconvinced, and only after Zhang Muliu smiled and nodded did they half-believe it: "Really?"

Mo Miaomiao muttered: "My brother is very powerful, you don't believe it, and no matter how much money you give, it's not enough for him to drink." ”

After finishing speaking, the little girl clasped her hands to her chest and hummed: "Don't think I don't know, every time you drink wine, you have to buy half of the wine in other people's cellars, and every time you wait for me to fall asleep, you secretly drink!"

Zhang Muliu smiled and patted the little girl's head, stepped forward to hold the two who were kneeling, looked kind, and said slowly: "You two little guys, if the food is not delicious, I will turn my face!"

In fact, Zhong Shouju must be older than Zhang Muliu.

The two of them wept with joy, and the brook girl led the way while crying. And Mr. Zhou, who is called Zhou Papi by the locals, is leaning against the door frame of his house at the moment, clenching his teeth. Of course, Zhang Muliu knew what he was thinking, but he also wanted to see how disgusting this Mr. Zhou could do!

Coincidentally, the place where the two live is conveniently on the bank of the Yunxi River, Zhang Muliu is in a good mood, and when he opens his eyes early tomorrow morning, it is a beautiful scenery, and it is really not for nothing. This place is called Thorn Beach, perhaps it is the harmony of a beach of sand, and dozens of families live by the river.

After a short time, they arrived at the place, and the woman lying on the bed was only six or seven years old, but her hair was gray. In the end, I took care of too much, and I heard Zhong Shouju say on the way, Xixuan's father disappeared five years ago, and his mother raised him and worked hard, how could he not give birth to Huafa early.

Said to be a medical worker, you have to pretend to be some, after a few glances from a distance, then go forward, after taking the pulse, Zhang Mu Liuxin said Sure enough!

Xi Xuan watched from the side, very uneasy. Mo Miaomiao walked over, the little girl took the eldest girl's hand, and said softly: "Sister Xixuan, don't worry, my brother is really powerful." ”

Zhang Muliu conveyed a trace of true qi to the past, and the woman woke up after a while. Xixuan saw that her mother opened her eyes, and immediately hugged and pounced, and immediately cried.

"Mother, if you leave, what should I do alone, my father has already left, you have pulled me so much by yourself, and I haven't had time to repay the kindness of nurturing!"

The woman was very weak, she stretched out her hand to help her daughter wipe her tears, it seemed to take a lot of effort, she said softly: "Silly child, where is there anyone who is immortal, you have grown so big, there is nothing on the side of your heart, that is, the mother has not found Ruyi Langjun yet, of course she will not leave." ”

After a long time, the woman looked at Zhang Muliu, although her breath was sluggish, she still smiled and said, "It was this gentleman's miracle doctor who woke me up, right? The old woman can't get up and thank him, so let Xixuan kowtow for me!"

When Xi Xuan heard this, he turned around and knelt down and kowtowed three times. Only Zhong Shouju found that there was suddenly some coldness in the eyes of this wonderful hand doctor.

The old woman told everyone to go out first, and she wanted to say a word to the gentleman, so only the old woman and Zhang Muliu were left in the house. Zhang Muliu secretly set up a sound barrier, and people outside could not hear the speech inside the house.

The woman lying on the bed suddenly laughed at herself and said, "Sir, you see?"

Zhang Muliu nodded. So the old woman said again: "Forcing the husband to give him a cause and effect, it is the old woman who is offended, but now I can only pull what to pull, it doesn't matter if I die or not, but Xixuan should not be implicated." ”

Zhang Muliu shook his head, and only after a moment did he speak: "Since you came, you will be saved, but you nourish him with your own blood, what do you get in the end?"

The woman smiled and said, "Maybe it's just that I love someone deeply,"

There was a sudden extra ripple beside him, and a ghost came out of thin air, which was Xixuan's father. The ghost creature looked at Zhang Muliu, then at the bedridden woman, and said with a smile: "Since this gentleman has great magical powers, why don't you save my old woman? If she has enough qi and blood, I will be able to become more and more condensed, and when I really embark on the path of ghost cultivation, won't it be a family reunion in the future?"

Zhang Muliu's expression became more and more indifferent.

The ghost creature said: "Actually, if it weren't for Zhong Shouju's kid to stop me, after Zhou Papi occupied Xixuan's body, I would be able to claim my life in a bright light, and after devouring that old guy's qi and blood, I would have condensed myself several times." It's a pity!

The old woman finally couldn't hold back her crying and said loudly: "Xiluo, you are really not human!"

Xiluo, who can already be regarded as a ghost cultivator, said with a smile: "People don't destroy the heavens and the earth for themselves, not to mention that I am no longer human." If you hadn't watched me die, would you be where you are today?"

After that, he turned to look at Zhang Muliu, and said with a sympathetic smile: "A guy who is almost thirty years old and has only been in the Qi refining period also wants to stop me?

Zhang Muliu seemed to be a little depressed, and said with a gloomy face: "Do you really want to hurt even your daughter?"

Xiluo smiled and didn't answer, and suddenly dissipated into the house, and the wind was strong outside the door at the moment. The old woman turned her head strongly, and her tears were already wet with the cloth pillow. In order to make up for the mistake of not saving once, the old woman who had supported Xiluo for several years with her own qi and blood finally cried bitterly at this moment: "He thinks he is a scholar, and he wants to learn from others and hook up with people everywhere." Finally, I was hiding in the distance, but I didn't expect him to see me for the last time before he died. Later, he became a ghost, and came to the door and asked me to feed him with my blood and qi to make up for my mistakes, if not, he would harm Xixuan! ”

Seeing that the miracle doctor was indifferent, the woman spoke again: "It seems that Mr. is really a god, since I can't hide it, I have nothing to hide." Indeed, I designed it to let out the news when he was committing adultery, which caused him to be beaten to death. But sir, he's not a thing, the brook grows bigger and bigger, and he wants to harm his daughter! I really can't help but find a way to let him die. ”

At the end, the old woman's face was full of hatred!

Zhang Muchuan turned around and said, "Don't worry, you have to save it." ”

After speaking, another true qi was struck, helping the old woman stabilize her yang qi, and also letting the painstaking old woman fall asleep slowly.

After going out, the yard was already full of ghosts, and Zhong Shouju took a pig-killing knife to protect the two women. Mo Miaomiao was not afraid, but You Fang was here, what were you afraid of? On the contrary, Xi Xuan squatted in the corner of the wall, holding her knees with her arms and sobbing silently.

Zhang Muliu walked over and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid! ”

Xi Xuan raised his head suddenly and said something that made Zhang Muliu quite frightened. She said:

"Sir, I don't want such a father!"

Obviously she has a sound barrier, why can this girl still hear it?

There was a dark wind in the distance, and Xiluo stood straight in the courtyard. Seeing his daughter's red eyes and hatred, the negative man smiled and said: "Xixuan, how can I say that I am also my own father, the longer you grow, the more smart you are, how can I be cheaper to others?"

Zhong Shouju held a pig-killing knife, gritted his teeth and said, "You're really not a fucking thing!"

Xiluo sneered, turning a blind eye to this pig slaughterer, but turned his head and said to Zhang Muliu with a smile:

"What do you think I'm going to do? Lord Sword Marquis?"

Zhang Muliu removed the middle-aged skin, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a silver-black long sword with strange patterns appeared in his hand. Zhang Muliu, who had returned to his youthful appearance, held his sword in both hands, looked up at the sea of clouds, and said indifferently:

"I just learned a sword, so I'm going to try it tonight!"