The sun is setting in the west.

The reflection of a large courtyard is beautiful. In the hollowed-out carved windows, speckled sunlight shone in, and the room was suddenly mottled.

"Village chief, the bride bought from Surabaya Town has run away. ”

"What?!"

The septuagenarian was shocked when he heard this.

"What about Qingzhou Liu Xingrong?"

The person who answered was burly, with tiger sideburns and a rough face, which looked very ugly.

"I ran away, too. ”

Yang Zhang froze when he heard this, and the steaming tea bowl in his hand, which was soaked in the 'hairy tip' of the good tribute tea, suddenly fell to the ground silently.

With a bang, the porcelain pieces splashed everywhere, the fragments flew sideways, the old man beat his chest and paused, and the thunder was furious:

"Rubbish!

A group of strong men in the nursing home looked at the old man who looked like crazy, and they all held their breath and swallowed their voices, silent like cicadas.

Yang Zhangwu burned inside, muttering in his mouth.

"That's good... What a good thing that is..."

Ten miles to the south, on the fairy mountain, all day long clouds and mist, looming. When the clouds open and the fog disperses, the Buddha light is swirling, the Buddha's voice is Miaomiao, and the immortals who are deep in the immortal mountain have to open the altar every ten days, and open the mountain gate. Pick up the 'destined people' selected by the mortal world, go to the fairy mountain morning bell and dusk drum, the ancient Buddha green lantern, serve the Buddha, and listen to the supreme magic of the immortals.

According to what the immortal said, sending a woman to the immortal mountain is to do good deeds and accumulate virtue. It is also the creation of heaven and earth, and the aura of gathering mountains. After sending the number of six six and thirty-six, the village became rich and noble. After the number of seven seven and forty-nine, you can bless your descendants. After the number of ninety-nine eighty-one, you can seek the way of eternal life.

After the number of thirty-six, Yang Village has a new look, if you send the number of seventy-seven and forty-nine, and send the number of ninety-nine and eighty-one, then it will be repaid?

And now, only thirty-seven women have been sent, and there has been an accident for no reason...

"How is this good..."The old man stood up and walked back and forth in the room anxiously: "The immortal envoy will come tomorrow to lead people into the immortal mountain, how is this good..."

Looking at the panicked village chief, the men suddenly burst into tears.

The man with a tiger face and a bearded beard, his eyes were rolling for a while, Huo Di had an idea, and he had a plan.

"Village Chief Yang, I have a way!"

The old village chief's face turned overjoyed when he heard this, and he exclaimed: "Feng Cheng, say it quickly! What can you do?

seems to be a rough man, but he sold Guan Zi in a tricky way.

"Village Chief, who did we remember the bride we sent last time?"

The septuagenarian man was stunned when he heard this, as if he was in a memory, and only after half a ring did he suddenly realize.

"Last time?" the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, "Feng Cheng, you mean..."

"Exactly. The rough man, hearing this, clenched his hands into fists and said, "Village elder, isn't there a younger sister in the Yang Feiyu family in Beishan?"

When the old man heard this, he muttered to himself.

"The Yang Yun family in Beishan is all in difficulty, they have to shout and kill at every turn, and they are the hunters on the mountain, and they have a bit of martial arts. That Yang Feiyu is a well-known scoundrel in the village, either stealing chickens and touching dogs, or causing trouble, he has already sent away a daughter of his family last time, and I am afraid that he will go again this time..."

The seven uncles and eight aunts in the room suddenly talked about it for a while.

"Whose yellow flower girl in this village didn't send it to that fairy mountain. ”

"That's right!, if there are still yellow flower girls, where else do you need to go to Surabaya Town to spend a lot of money to marry a bride!?"

"The three daughters of Aunt Liu's family, didn't they also send that fairy mountain, this is a great fate..."

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, and the face was full of tiger sideburns and beard impatiently pushed away the person in front of him, but he smiled contemptuously.

"I'll take someone to Nayang's house to ask for that woman. ”

"Okay, if Feng Cheng does this, the old man will have a heavy reward!"

......................

The smoke curls and the scenery is picturesque.

A few green smoke rises, wordlessly telling the joys and sorrows of the villagers, telling the hopes and aspirations of generations of people,

It's as if the rising green smoke is the future and hope of this troubled world, and the memory and yearning for people's happy life in the old days...

In the evening, the air was filled with a refreshing fragrance, and Yang Feiyu was sitting with the old man on a stone table in the small courtyard in the mountains.

On the stone table, the pots and pans were impressively placed, and a beautiful girl suddenly walked out of the house with a plate of 'braised crucian carp'.

"Daddy, Brother Flying Fish, this is the fish I made, you can taste it together. ”

"Hmm. When the old man heard this, he picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish like white jade, "It's delicious, it's delicious... My sister's cooking skills are getting older.

The beautiful girl turned her head to look, but Yang Feiyu had a gloomy face, the rice bowl on the table, and the chopsticks did not move at all.

"Brother Flying Fish, why don't you eat it?"

"I don't want to eat, but when I eat it, I think of the food that my eldest sister makes at home on weekdays!"

There was originally a bit of a lively atmosphere, but it suddenly became a little solemn.

"Feiyu, if you don't send that eldest sister away, how can the patriarch Yang Zhang give up. The old man put down the dishes and chopsticks, with a little embarrassment on his face, and said helplessly: "Besides, the eldest sister went to the immortal mountain of the immortal family, which is also a blessing from several lifetimes. ”

"Brother...", the girl hung her head.

"Heh, immortals, immortals will be strong?"

Bang dang~

The old man was furious when he heard this, and slapped the dishes on the table.

"Bastard, how can you slander that immortal mountain immortal!"

"If this word reaches the ears of that old man Yang Zhang, there will definitely be trouble again!"

"Hmph, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth," the young man was unruly and angry, "Am I still afraid that the old man will not succeed?"

"Wen Xin, don't you learn from your Flying Fish brother..."

Watching the young man turn around and enter the house, the old man sighed, feeling extremely uncomfortable. It should be the moment of dedication, but he wants to be separated from his flesh and blood, and who can he talk to about the misery in his heart.

"Your Flying Fish brother, he..."

Suddenly, the closed courtyard door was pushed open by someone.

The old man who was talking had a blank face, and it seemed that someone was coming outside!

A burly, bearded, and rough man, carrying a cold and shining knife, suddenly broke in.

"Old Yang Tou, be blessed! The immortal will be gracious and pass on your little daughter to go to the immortal mountain to enjoy happiness!"

"What!?"

The old man was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly spoke, interrupting the strong man's words.

"My eldest daughter, didn't you just send it to that immortal mountain a while ago?!"

Only the girl was stunned and didn't know how to react.

The tiger sideburns and bearded strong man seemed to see the handsome girl on the side, his face was happy, and the strong man said in a cruel voice:

"Old Yang Tou, the immortals favor you, what a blessing this is! Tell your daughter to go quickly, don't miss the time and delay the immortal ceremony. ”

Suddenly there was a cry in the house:

"Who dare?"

The strong man with tiger sideburns and beard immediately turned his head when he heard the sound, but saw a young man standing not far away with a sword.

"I see who has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dares to hinder my Feng Ye's affairs!"

The flying fish didn't talk, and a sword suddenly stabbed him. Seeing the green sword coming, the strong man was also not panicking. As soon as Mo Dao mentioned it, he knocked away the young man's long sword.

"Don't care about this yellow-mouthed child, take the bride first..."

"Yes!"

A group of men pounced viciously.

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a scream.

A group of wicked men hurriedly followed the prestige, but saw that the old man had carried a steel fork for farm work at some point, and poked a man with all his might.

The men were taken aback and hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Thieves dare to hear..."

Old man Yang got a steel fork and danced vigorously.

is on par with the flying fish, no matter what is equal, the tiger sideburns and the bearded man look solemn:

"Kill the old man and take the bride, if you miss the big event of the fairy family, you and I will not be able to save my life!"

When the wicked men heard this, they weighed the pros and cons in their hearts, and pounced on them like wolves.

"Ahh

The old man's body was splashed with blood, and he fell to the ground, and a group of evil men suddenly rushed up, grabbed the beautiful girl on the side, carried it, carried it, pulled it...

Yang Feiyu's eyes were cracked, like a mad tiger.

"Daddy!"

Huo Di, the strong man took advantage of the moment when Yang Feiyu was distracted, and kicked him hard, and a figure suddenly rolled down the top of the mountain.

"Flying fish!" the old man cried out in grief.

"Let's go!"

The tiger sideburns and the bearded strong man gave an order, and several men didn't care about the corpses of their companions, so they carried the girl and left in a hurry.

"Daddy, Daddy, help me!"

"Brute, brute!"

The old man's liver and intestines were broken, and he struggled to get up, trying to stop those evil men, but he was shocked to find that there was a scar on his body, running from his chest to his back. The old man struggled to crawl underground, staggering, and didn't climb a few steps, but he was already out of breath and out of breath and in.

Huo Di, there was a glimmer of hope in his cloudy and dazed eyes.

In the distance, the hard-won 'immortal medicine' had already scattered all over the place, and the old man gritted his teeth, ignoring the pain in his heart, and struggled to crawl towards the place where the 'immortal medicine' fell.

The dirty mud floor left a long bloody streak.