The old man seemed to be a little unable to believe his ears, and slowly looked up to see the woman who had grown tall, frowning vigorously, as if trying his best to lock the tears in his eyes to prevent it from coming out, but where can he endure some things?

The old man, who was already covered with gray hair, opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally did not hold back the two tears, and his lips trembled as well, and replied:

"Hey!"

It seems that I haven't talked about it for a long time, and when I suddenly want to say a few words, I always don't know what to say. As written in those novels, old friends hug each other when they meet, and they drink non-stop, and there are some of them. But the relatives have not been seen for a long time, and after meeting again, it seems that there is nothing to be left except tears.

Chao Min gently walked over to the trembling old man, squatted down and held his hand, and gently pressed his face to it, crying and laughing.

"Isn't it just that there is a girl missing, why don't you take good care of yourself? Look at this sloppy appearance, if your mother is here, you can't be scolded?"

Chaoluo's hand was on her daughter's face, but her arm trembled even more.

How many years have passed? Ten years is nothing to a monk, but for a father, it is a long time to not even hold his daughter's face in his hands once for more than ten years.

The old man opened and closed his mouth several times, and after being silent for I don't know how long, he suddenly covered his face with one hand and choked constantly.

Chaoluo sat on the steps with tears in his eyes, and it took a while before he said a complete sentence: "It's because I don't have the ability to be a father, Min'er, you blame me right, you should blame me." ”

Chao Min stretched out his hand to wipe the old man's tears, and said with a smile: "Daddy wants to shave his beard and change it for a pair." This is the handsome father in Min'er's heart!"

Without waiting for Chaoluo to speak, Chao Min continued: "That guy invited me to a meal, and Sister Qiushui likes me very much, and I like her very much, so I don't bother with him." Besides, I can't beat him, and my father won't help. ”

Hearing this, Chaoluo wiped his tears, stood up, his back was straighter than ever, he wiped his face indiscriminately, and said with a smile: "Daddy will go and beat him now!"

Chao Min hurriedly grabbed the old man, and said helplessly: "Are you really going?"

The old man was a little discouraged when he heard this, and he could fight during the Dao period, but he might not necessarily win! If he really lost, wouldn't it be a shame?

The woman dressed in white took the old man's arm, pushed open the door of the house with a familiar face, dragged the old man in, and said delicately:

"I want to eat fried flower nails, go make them for me, right?"

Chaoluo smiled: "Okay, get the order!"

......

On the side of the coastal house, Zhang Muliu and Li Qiushui were holding a white jade bottle. The qi of the pasture is there, but how can it be refined?

Zhang had changed into her mother's red clothes early, and sat on the edge of the bed with wet hair. My father washed my hair, and my mother's clothes were made by my mother.

The little girl was a little curious when she saw the two of them holding a white and translucent bottle, stood on tiptoe and walked gently to the two of them, and deliberately shouted loudly: "Daddy, mother, what are you doing?

Li Qiushui said with a smile: "This is a fun thing that my father and mother found for you, but I don't know how to take it to you." ”

Zhang Zao looked at Zhang Muliu, who also nodded, and the little girl stepped forward with a curious face. There was a wisp of dark red mist in the white jade bottle, and the little girl couldn't take it out with her fingers a few times, so the little girl was a little angry.

I saw Zhang Zaozao clasping his hands on his hips and shouting, "You come out for me!"

A scene that shocked Zhang Muliu and the others happened, only to see that a wisp of pastoral breath slowly crawled out of the bottle, and a red dot was generally exposed on the probe.

Zhang Muliu was frightened, and hurriedly picked up Zhang Zaozao, and took out a wisp of divine thought to visit the little girl's Qihai.

Shocked at first sight!

The original woods of this girl's sea of qi have increased several times, and it looks like a supernatural momentum. And the originally suspended Zhanbu tree is even more exaggerated, the rhizome spreads in the void, the body of the tree is extremely thick, and the canopy almost covers the ordinary forest.

You don't need to visit Qiushui to see it, because the realm is high!

She was also shocked, because she had the true intention of the Supreme Waterway, which could nourish all living things and destroy living beings. The wood attribute aura on the little girl's body continues to increase, and she is almost about to become a Taoist.

Zhang Zaozao pursed his lips and said with a crying voice: "What is it? If it gets into my head all of a sudden, will it become a stupid child?"

Zhang Muliu didn't pay attention to the little girl, but breathed a sigh of relief, now he no longer has to worry about the safety of the little girl, and when they return to Shengshen Continent, he can rest assured.

In the middle of the night that day, Zhang Muliu went to the City Lord's Mansion alone and discussed with Chu Xiaodan about the business of the Back Mountain. There is no need to know how a mountain behaves from others, but anyone with eyes can see how much the mountain that crowns the world with refining weapons values the lives of monks and how much money is valued. So this business negotiation went very well, but the Confucian City Lord added an additional condition to Zhang Muliu, instead of giving it to Ridge Mountain.

That night, Zhang Muliu also went to the lonely house in the north, but the young man didn't say anything to Chaoluo, but just put a pot of hometown wine that has been treasured to this day, and the taste may be very light.

Gong Chenglong and Qiao Mao'er are both monk families whose ancestors have taken root in Doubing City very early, but the Gong family is known for killing demons ruthlessly. The Qiao family is mainly engaged in the wine business, and the ancestors seem to be inseparable from the smell of copper, and the first to have cargo ships with the outside world is the Qiao family. The ferry that was sunk by Zhang Shuying and Mr. Ma also had a lot of business dealings with the Qiao family. So the "know-it-all" who loves to read but doesn't like to practice chose to hold a sword, he wanted to protect the girl who had no mother in a daze, and he was also very guilty, why did he never find out that the ferry boat was a strange work.

So on the eve of leaving, Zhang Muliu not only begged for drinks, but also gave a message to this young man who didn't like to practice but had good strength.

So the next morning, before the sky was light, a pair of young men with their children went west, and a sloppy young man went north like a thief, and almost ate a burden in his bosom.

......

In the territory of Shengshen Continent Yan Kingdom, there was a young man holding a broadsword walking up a mountain with a gloomy face. The monk guarding the gate only sneered, and did not stop the young man from going up the mountain.

Some monks are similar to the non-cultivating rich families in the mundane market, and even though they have countless family wealth, they still have to find ways to squeeze some people, so as to get some benefits that are really the size of a sesame seed for them.

It has been almost a year since Zhao Changsheng left the Song Kingdom to travel to the northeast, and in fact, ninety percent of the time was delayed in a monk's city.

A place called Palliative City, most of the monks in the city are just Jindan, and there is a family of monks, surnamed Xu, who has been in Bangping City for more than 600 years.

The head of the family, Xu Zhun, is the pinnacle of Jindan, and it is estimated that there is only one opportunity away from the realm of Yuanying, and he is on the doorstep. Once Xu Zhun is promoted to the Yuanying realm, the power of the Yan Kingdom will increase by another point.

Zhao Changsheng left Chang'an City, and the second place he went to was here. Coincidentally, it happened to encounter the tragedy of the Xu family.

Eighty Yukou people, except for a girl who couldn't cultivate, were all killed.

The girl Xu Wei is just a mortal, seeing a family die next to her, those people still look like you can help me, Xu Wei hates it! It's just a first-order mortal woman, what can those people do?

So she knelt in front of her dilapidated house for a long time, and hung a wooden sign on her chest, with only four words written.

"Hire someone to kill the thief!"

But on that mountain, few people can afford to provoke, and few people are willing to provoke. Until a young man on a tall horse passed by.

But not long after the end of the year, the girl died in the snow on a cold night. Zhao Changsheng put away the wooden card and began to inquire about the Xu family's style and whether he had done anything harmful.

It was not until today that the young man finally dared to be sure that the Xu family in Palliation City had never done anything harmful to nature and reason for hundreds of years.

So there was a young man with a broadsword in both hands slowly climbing the mountain to go to these dogs' swords.

......

A new wave arose from Luoyang City, and soon swept the entire southern part of Shengshen Continent. After dinner, everyone will either hold a piece of paper with dense small characters in their hands to read, or hold a piece of paper with dense small characters, the difference with the former is that it has many very witty pictures.

Xu Wanhe had already drawn qi into her body on the way to Luoyang and became a real monk. While helping Chen Xinzuo transcribe the little stories that people heard, this girl who was born in the dart game suddenly discovered something interesting.

It is better to say that Zhang San and Wang Wu are better than to draw Zhang San and Wang Wu.

As a result, the "newspaper", which originally wrote about national events on one side and some interesting stories on the other side, is now officially divided into two parts. One is mainly based on military affairs and the promotion of officials, which is called "New Shenzhou". The other is based on jokes and jokes, called "old things".

Zhang Tengshuang's steamed bun shop has a young, handsome and high-ranking guy, and the business is getting better day by day.

The most important thing is that in addition to selling steamed buns, this small shop now has a few more things to make a living. No one would have a long queue in the morning to buy the paper that had been placed at each end of the door.

There was a young man who spent a five-baht penny, and he just bought a penny of New China.

It was written on the paper that the Song State and the Liang State jointly appointed a young man named Qiao Yushan as the Minister of Water Control, and he could give priority to the allocation of all resources and assets of the two countries, just for water control.

This young man's authority is beyond imagination.

If Zhang Yu and Zhang Tengshuang want to change their residence, it is actually very simple. It's just that both of them feel that this small courtyard has some hometown flavor.

Later, Chen Xinzuo and Xu Wanhe also lived here, so this courtyard was a lot more lively.

......

Zhang Muliu had already taken Liqiushui and Zhang to the west early, and they would have to leave before they reached the twilight mountain. So the two people who don't seem to care too much actually care about this short day.

Later, one day, Liqiushui finally took Zhang Zao to the north. The two have been thinking about what it would be like to part, but when it came to the end, they seemed extremely calm.

The woman in red just said lightly that she had come earlier.

The young man in a green shirt only said yes.

Only the little girl in a green dress pouted her lips and looked unhappy, and when she left, she kept looking back, saying that Daddy would come earlier.

So on the way to the twilight mountain, Zhang Muliu was the only one again. It's inevitable to miss it, but it's not lonely, and it's a solo traveler when you travel far away.

Recalling that Chu Xiaodan City Lord, Zhang Muliu couldn't help laughing. The scholar wanted to use some monsters as whetstones to sharpen Zhang Muliu, but he was afraid that he would be careless and break Zhang Muliu, and in the end, the scholar still couldn't help revealing some heavenly opportunities with Zhang Muliu.

In addition to a handwritten letter from Chu Xiaodan, the burden that Liu Gong's kid carried in his arms also had a big demon heart that used a secret method to isolate his breath. Zhang Muliu explained to him, and after sending the letter and the heart of the Great Demon to the back mountain, he took the bamboo foot to the twilight mountain.

The ability to escort the heart of the Great Demon and return to deliver the sword, this young man naturally does not have. But there are you secretly following, in fact, it is not a big problem. It's to see if this guy can keep his heart and send Zhulu to the original.

......

This place is not only a short distance of thousands of miles away from the Twilight Mountain, a sacred place for cultivating immortals that resounded throughout the continent, and there will naturally be no fewer people who visit it every day, but more of them are going to the female monks who are like flowers and jade.

There are also many monk cities within a radius of thousands of miles, but they are all staggered by Zhang Muliu, intentionally or unintentionally. This young man, who doesn't like to wear green shirts, but has never changed his clothes, likes to walk the mountains and rivers and see the market.

No, I walked and walked to a small town. A small river with a large flood season and a small river that does not dry during the drought winds around the town in a slight arc. The name of the river is very interesting, it is called Cangsheng River. The name of the town is also good, it is called Jisha Town.

Zhang Muliu inquired, it turned out that the reason why it was called Jisha River was because it was said that a long time ago, a large army of a big country was defeated here, and thousands of people walked here and could no longer walk, and slept here. The general who led the team placed the bodies of the dead soldiers in the distance of Cangsheng. Tens of thousands of soldiers grabbed a handful of sand in the river and sprinkled it on the corpses, so the sand became a town.

Most of these legends are apocryphal, such as Zhang Muliu's hometown, there is a river valley in the southeast direction of Tongzhou City, because the poet saint has fallen here, lived in a riverbank thatched cottage for a long time, and also left a poem of seven uniques, so there are many tourists.

There was a strange stone on the bank of the river, as if it had been sat on two hollows, and it was not known how it was passed on, but it was said that when the carpenter's grandfather came here, he sat down and realized the Tao, and he did not stand up for a long time, so he left two marks.

And up the river, there is a stone carving thousands of years ago in another valley, and a water pavilion is hiding the stone carving. Below the water pavilion is a turquoise waterhole that has drowned many people, with a radius of only ten zhang, but some people call it Huanglong Pond.

Even the town with a similar name and story as Jisha Town is fifty miles below Xiaozhu Mountain, the difference is that this place is the defeat of the army, and Zhang Muliu's hometown is the triumphant return of the army.

Countless legends and stories, even if they are thousands of miles apart, still have similarities.

This town is a little poor, which makes Zhang Muliu a little unbelievable. Even the so-called landlord's family just didn't worry about eating and drinking.

There was no wine shop, and it took a long time to find a tea stall, and the tea leaves were just some foam.

Zhang Muliu changed into a scholar again, with a big cage behind him. I asked the old man who sold tea for a bowl of tea, and I looked at Huang Bulaji's noodles and began to eat them.

"Old man, we don't look at the poor mountains and bad water here, how can we look at the fact that we are not rich?" Zhang Muliu asked after eating for a while.

The old man sighed and said with a wry smile: "Actually, we are quite rich here, but there is a fool who has broken our feng shui, which has made this place even poorer." ”

Zhang Muliu was puzzled: "What do you say?"

The old man brought over a bowl of white water again, and said with a smile: "There is nothing that cannot be said, we were not like this here twenty years ago, let's just say that a rich family in the town is much richer than the so-called richest man in the county." The rich family had a son, but he was a fool and didn't know anything about it. The fool's father and mother specially told before they died, saying that they had no money to spend the shops and houses in the county town of Jiuba to sell, and they could always get you old in exchange for some money, but the old houses in the town could not be sold, if there was really no way, the old houses would be demolished, and wood by wood would be sold. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "It can't be that there are gold and silver treasures hidden in those woods, right?"

The old man also smiled and said: "Don't say you don't believe it, I don't believe it either, but that white and golden valuable thing was scattered all over the ground in the end, so we can't believe it!"

Zhang Muliu asked again: "In that case, then there is a stupid rich man in our town, and everyone treats him well, so it won't be like this, right?"

The old man sighed and said slowly: "We are all very good to him, no matter how stupid he is, he also knows that he can't spend all the money himself, and he always changes his way to build bridges and roads for us." It's just that ten years ago, an old fairy came here and said that he would borrow the land of the fool's old house to build a temple, and the fool's house should be given to them. It's just that fool who doesn't want to donate his land and house. Later, our place became poorer and poorer, and a few years ago, the fool was involved in a lawsuit for his life for no reason, and the government sent people to raid his house, and when the house was demolished, it was all gold and silver treasures! After that, we didn't get worse every day. ”

Zhang Muliu's brows furrowed slightly, and then he asked, "The temple built is dedicated to that great god?"

The old man hesitated for a long time before he spoke slowly: "It's Huang Daxian'er! “

When Zhang Muliu heard this, he instantly understood, and it seemed that he was a weasel.

There are some things that Zhang Muliu is difficult to say, and it is useless to say them. has hands and feet, pointing to a rich family to live, and after the rich family falls, he blames the family for offending the gods, and does not complain about the poverty here.

The old man who sold tea rubbed his eyes suddenly, and then knelt on his knees and kowtowed. It turned out that the young scholar in front of him had disappeared, leaving only three Tongbao coins on the table.

This story is mostly true, but it may not be the weasel who harmed people. Because the human heart is not enough, the snake swallows the elephant.

Behind Jisha Town is a large barren mountain, and the aura is extremely weak. In the depths, there is a cave with a swaggering stone tablet, and the stone tablet is engraved with "Huangxian Cave".

In the cave, there is a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the height, and there are a group of demons at the bottom, and at a glance they know that they are rat spirits.

"My lord, the brothers all want to get a little bit of meat, and it's not a problem to be so vegetarian! You said you haven't eaten chicken for many years, and if a weasel doesn't eat chicken, is it still a weasel?" a little demon looked aggrieved and said softly.

The weasel spirit sitting cross-legged above opened his eyes and sneered: "If you want to get meaty, you have the ability to eat people?"

The rats shook their heads like rattles.

The weasel spirit dressed as a Taoist priest sighed and said slowly: "At the beginning of my transformation, someone warned me that if I want to cultivate the road of immortality, I must be a vegetarian. What do you think I'm helping you a bunch of rats to practice instead of helping some wild wolves and tigers?"

One of the little mice chirped and said, "It must be because the king thinks that we have more cultivation qualifications than those big insects and beasts!"

The weasel spirit snorted and said with a smile: "You think too much, the reason why I help you practice is because you are timid. I don't dare to harm people even if I am killed. ”

When the rat spirits heard this, they instantly looked like frosted eggplants.

The king and the little maid were talking energetically, and suddenly a voice came from outside the door: "Yo! The little weasel dares to call himself Huang Xian, so don't you call yourself an earth immortal?"

When the weasel heard this, he shuddered, told the rats not to move, and ran out of the burrow like a gust of wind. When he saw a young man in a green shirt, he knelt down and kowtowed, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "Daxian! Xiaohuang has finally waited for you, I have waited so hard for so many years, I am afraid that you will kill me with a sword after you come, I have not eaten chicken for three hundred years, and every day is steamed bread and pickles." ”

The corners of Zhang Muliu's mouth twitched, this is a fairy in the infancy, how can he be so shameless? If Liu Gong was here, wouldn't these two get together?

"What do you mean by waiting for me?" Zhang Muliu frowned.

The weasel twisted and pinched for a long time before he smiled bitterly: "The little demon transformation form is an old man with crutches from Shengshen Continent to help, and the real great immortal once told me that I must remember not to hurt people and not eat meat, and to be pure and have few desires until a young man with a yin and yang weirdness comes here, and then I can leave this barren mountain where birds don't." ”

Zhang Muliu's face was a little dark when he heard this, but he was only from Shengshenzhou, who could it be?

So he asked again, "What is the name of the predecessor you are talking about?"

The weasel smiled and said, "That senior guessed who you would ask him was, and that's what he said." ”

The weasel spirit was still on his knees, but his upper body was erect. As if learning from the predecessors in his mouth, he said lightly: "If that kid asks me who I am, you can tell him that I am the dead lame man who was twisted off by his own mother and gave him ten Tongbao money a year to suppress the New Year's money." ”

Zhang Muliu frowned suddenly.

It turns out that the old guy is also a monk, and the realm should not be low.