Yamen.

Warm in the courtyard.

"How many of those thieves have been caught?"

Mo Haoqiong stirred and stirred the medicinal soup in the bowl and asked.

"Caught a half-step kill.

Do you just wake up and care about this kind of problem? Don't stir it, if you stir it again, it will be cold, drink it quickly. ”

Zhao Qingqiu lay leisurely on the Taishi chair next to him, throwing fried peanuts into his mouth one by one, not taking care of the patient at all.

Mo Haoqiong looked at the brown, black, foul-smelling sticky substance in the medicine bowl, and put it on the cabinet next to the bed, expressing disgust.

"Hurry up and drink!"

Zhao Qingqiu was comfortable at this time, but the rebuke was full of anger.

Mo Haoqiong trembled and picked up the medicine bowl, forcibly endured the smell and touched a little, and was instantly defeated by the sour bitter taste, and quickly put the bowl back on the cabinet.

"Finished drinking. "This guy's face is not red and his heart is not beating.

"I didn't finish it. After drinking the bowl, the sound was not so heavy on the table. ”

Zhao Qingqiu smiled disdainfully, "Hurry up and drink it, drinking it is good for your body, you have been in the rain for so long, and drinking this medicine will not leave the root of the disease." ”

Mo Haoqiong resisted and picked up the medicine bowl again, "I have blown the cold wind of spring and autumn in Sword Valley for eighteen years, and I haven't drunk the medicine ......"

"If you are told to drink, you will drink!"

With three or two bangs, a bowl of medicine was swallowed by Mo Haoqiong.

Naturally, the Sect Master's face was already knotted.

"One thing to say, this medicine is really bitter. ”

"Bitter medicine. Why don't you understand this after reading so many books?"

Mo Haoqiong retched a little, and the smell of medicine gushed out of his stomach again.

"I haven't really read much of the sages you're talking about. Heroes of the rivers and lakes, gods and ghosts, which one is not more interesting than this kind of thing. ”

"You don't understand this~ If you don't read these books, how can you know the truth of being a human being. Zhao Qingqiu nested on the Taishi's chair and laughed.

Mo Haoqiong couldn't understand how the sage book in her mouth should merge with her current smirk, but he was puzzled.

"I haven't read many sage books like this...... Could it be that I still don't understand the truth of being a human being?"

Zhao Qingqiu suddenly calmed down.

She slowly looked at her cheap master.

The prepared teachings of the original womb and thousands of hadiths were completely changed by her.

Sink down.

She said:

"Everyone has their own way of behaving.

It's just that Confucius is more versatile and more realistic, but yours is not bad. ”

Think.

The door creaked open, and the leader stuck his head in.

"Awake?"

"Nonsense. Zhao Qingqiu was full of thorns and answered the leading sentence.

The leader was accustomed to Zhao Qingqiu's words mixed with gunpowder, and he was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "It happens that the rain stops and people wake up with good luck, let's go have a good time today and visit him for a beautiful view!"

"Just wake up and want to play? Don't break your body. It's better than tomorrow. ”

The leader's eyebrows twisted. Mo Haoqiong woke up, and his illness was almost cured, but he was already suffocating in this yamen and was about to get sick.

But if you ask him to go out alone, he won't go.

He is a man who can endure loneliness, and he is also a person who cannot bear loneliness.

When he is lonely, he and Black Tan can travel all over Zezhou alone, but when he has friends around him, he is unwilling to let go.

Don't tangle?

Mo Haoqiong, who was sitting on the bed, kicked the quilt, "If you want to go, you can go, I just slept for one night, don't look at me as if I am seriously ill." ”

The leader shrugged, "You slept for three days and three nights, and Old Sister Zhao accompanied you on this Taishi chair for three days and three nights." ”

"Get out!" Zhao Qingqiu shouted angrily, carrying a peanut that broke the wind, and knocked on the leader's head.

The streets are free.

The danger in the city has been almost searched, and Mo Feng did not stay with the four of them anymore, but stayed in the yamen to do business.

No matter what kind of thing in the market, in Mo Haoqiong's eyes, it is quite novel.

This is not a scene depicted by people in this novel, but a fiery beauty that is vividly displayed in front of you.

After the rush and things in their hearts when they first entered Bochi, the four of them really laughed and laughed freely.

Head of the city.

The troupe is acting out a fragment of the current hot novel "Journey to the West" - the real and false Monkey King, Mo Haoqiong and Zhang Jianyun laughed and watched Zhao Qingqiu and the leader quarrel over which one is the Zhengda Sage.

"The Great Sage took out the golden hoop stick! He must be the Great Sage, what else do you have to say?"

Zhao Qingqiu was triumphant.

"You haven't read it carefully, that six-eared macaque can also conjure up a fake golden hoop stick, and that may be real!"

Lead a quick rebuttal.

The two of them were about to pinch each other.

It wasn't the two of them, almost the audience was discussing.

Without him, this "Journey to the West" is too popular.

About 30 years ago, a strange man who claimed to be a half-Buddha of Wu Xian put down the book on top of the white day and drifted away.

Coincidentally, there is no book, and it is a time when a group of rich children are playing here, all of whom can read and write, and know the fun of elegance. Seeing that there was a book left on the strange stone, he was playful, climbed up and took it down, and gave it to the immortals. In public, I flipped through the content and wanted to know one or two, who knew that I couldn't extricate myself from this look. This son is not a stingy person, and his friends shared this book and copied it to each other, who knew that in just ten years, this "Journey to the West" swept through the strange and spread all over the rivers and lakes, and the name of Monkey King was even louder all over the world.

If you are not a warrior, you can be unparalleled.

Cheng.

All kinds of food stalls, fragrant and colorful, oily and black stained iron pots, can also be placed fragrant and drooling food.

Carefully holding a bowl of spicy noodles and taking a sip of spicy soup, Mo Haoqiong held back his tears and the momentum of shaking the bowl in his hand, put it firmly on the wooden table that was forever shiny, and poured a few large mouthfuls of the sour plum soup sold at the neighboring stall.

Food culture in the early stage...... It was during the Song Dynasty that it began to be thoroughly developed and perfected, and many techniques, sauces, and cooking were born. A long time ago, there were only serious restaurants and restaurants, and there were no such simple stalls.

Dirty, fragrant.

"Why don't you buy a piece of naan and eat it?"

The leader looked at another stall with thick smoke and swallowed his saliva, and said towards Zhang Jianyun.

"Buy what you want, don't look at me. The money is in your hands anyway. ”

Zhang Jianyun waved his hand in disgust.

South of the city.

The rockery garden, with thousands of flowers, clear springs and flowing water, is beautiful.

It is really pure, peaceful, and reassuring.

Mo Haoqiong inexplicably pushed the back of the leader. "Hey, tell me something. ”

The leader's expression was also inexplicable, "What are you doing?"

"A person who has been bored, or a person who is so indulgent and chic today, which can be called immortal?"

The leader saw Mo Haoqiong from his head to the soles of his feet, "You don't look like a stuffy person......"

"I didn't say I! What is the answer?"

"Of course, people who are not bored live longer. Everybody knows it. ”

Mo Haoqiong took a deep breath.

Half an hour later.

The four of them climbed to the top of the highest hill nearby, and got an unobstructed view of the city.

For a while, Mo Haoqiong's heart was full of happiness.

Looking back, no one else was climbing.

Looking down again, the spirit in my heart finally rises like a mountain and is no longer hidden.

A city shrinks and a shadow, and gathers all over the field.

Stratus clouds widen into the body, and the sky hangs low and the sun and moon fall.

No longer hesitating, he turned around and said to the three of them: "Let's ask, do you believe that there are immortals in the sky?"

The leader scratched his head, "Your Sword Valley Ancestor is the one who has become an immortal." ”

"Then there is a credible immortal law?"

"Catching the wind...... I can't tell. Zhang Jianjun shook his head.

Mo Haoqiong tilted his head and looked into the distance.

His words were resounding.

One of the biggest secrets in the world is happily spit out in the mouth of this seemingly weak person.

"There is an immortal law. Do you know that

The recipe for longevity?"

Mountains and forests rise from the ground, and high-rise buildings are spread over thousands of years.

The waterfall sweeps the waves, and the wind howls for hundreds of miles.

People are accepted by nature.

But this is the law of immortals,

The recipe for longevity!