In front of me, I always feel that everything in the neighborhood seems to be in a painting, and only I am outside the painting.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

The life of the people under the mountain is really comfortable, if the people under the jurisdiction of the other sects are like this, and the blessed land of the world is blooming everywhere, then it is really a blessing to be born.

It's a pity that the crooked jujube village...

After thinking about it, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and his thoughts were like leaves on his lips that were swept away by the wind, and he went back and forth.

Seeing the middle of the city, a peasant woman, who had been groping in her arms for a long time, took out a copper coin, bought a gourd string and handed it to the waist-high baby in front of him, which made him cheer.

Wine shops, ready-to-wear shops, pawnshops, restaurants, jugglers, fortune tellers, messengers... All of a sudden, it came to my face.

Thousands of people, thousands of faces, hundreds of lines.

I didn't notice it for a while, and I couldn't help but stop for a moment.

There seems to be something missing in my mind, something I have forgotten.

There is no question to ask, and there is no answer to ask.

Immerse yourself in the crowd and carefully understand this red world. The sound of hawkers along the street, the sound of women in Qinglou welcoming customers, the sound of gongs and drums of strong men, and the smell of food, fat powder, and sweat.

Standing on the streets where people come and go, quietly feel the "Tao" that belongs to these Shengdou people, officials, farmers, and soldiers.

How can you ask questions if there is no way?

For a while, Qin Chuan only felt that the wonderful news from all directions came one after another.

All kinds of self, all kinds of people, all sentient beings, and longevity are all imprinted in my mind.

Qin Chuan didn't know how to describe this feeling, as if at that moment, he had forgotten how to speak and how to express it.

The more you ponder, the more you are in prison.

Dizzy, breathing unconsciously became heavier, the snort became hotter, and the red blood dripped on the bluestone slab, which was particularly dazzling.

And the people around him didn't notice Qin Chuan's abnormality, as if he was really an outsider.

The situation is suddenly in crisis.

If there is no turning point, Qin Chuan will definitely die of martyrdom, this kind of seed, he can't afford it!

Suddenly, the dust pill in the body suddenly differentiated into a coolness, which went straight to the brain along the meridians.

In an instant, these wonderful sounds and Dharma phases were swallowed one by one.

Qin Chuan's body shook suddenly, like a person who fell into a coma, and suddenly woke up, still with the panic of drowning.

When he came back to his senses, he gasped twice, and all kinds of things were imprinted and in his mind, if it weren't for the dust pill in his body, he would definitely be crushed by the avenue and turned into dust.

Even so, no one in the world can remember himself and erase it from heaven and earth!

The dust pill seemed to burp a full time, and after swallowing up all the remnants, it fell silent again, as if everything was just an illusion.

The coldness rose from between the tail vertebrae, the hair stood up, and he walked two steps quickly, accidentally bumped into others, attracted people's eyes, and pouted one after another, and it was estimated that he had already scolded in his heart.

Don't dare to stay longer, where can I think about anything and ask about enlightenment. Where did he step into the cliff with half a step, and almost his entire body was hanging from the cliff, with only a strand of hair.

After crossing the downtown area, I arrived at a relatively remote horse market, and a lion was white at night and paid the money.

Hurried out of the town, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I can't do it, I still understand the principle of "getting the essence and forgetting the roughness, and forgetting the inside and forgetting the outside".

This horse, with a mane like brocade silk, clear and bright eyes the size of copper bells, a black body, and a handful of white on his forehead.

The words night and white are printed.

I've never eaten pork, and I've never seen a pig run.

The waist exerts force, like a harrier, and turns over the horse cleanly. Yezhaobai has a dark brown leather cork saddle, but no stirrups.

Sit steadily, bend down and stroke the thick mane, lift the reins lightly, and slowly walk forward very obediently.

The horse's foot strength is excellent, extraordinary, and so on, and it adapts to the rhythm.

Qin Chuan cooperated with it, his body swayed slightly, and he ran faster and faster.

The strong sound of horses' hooves, clattering, dragged a long trail of smoke and dust all the way away.

The grass and trees on both sides quickly swept behind him, passing through a forest, a two-step wide stream. The tall canopy gradually decreased, and there were mostly some low shrubs and hemp.

At this time, Qin Chuan saw a pear tree on the side of the trail from afar, with branches and leaves, and white flowers and stars on it.

When Qin Chuan looked at it, he saw a crooked wind blowing, the branches trembled, and there were no scattered leaves, only white flowers sprinkled down.

Under the tree, there was a sloppy Taoist man sitting paralyzed and napping, his robe was dirty and unkempt, and an earthy yellow gourd was pinned to his waist.

A piece of pear blossom landed on the tip of his nose, and the sweet fragrance woke him up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw pear blossoms scattered all over the ground. "Heaven and earth, pear flower sign, this hexagram is just the next sign. ”

Looking up at the bright sky, I sighed, the world is about to change...

At this time, Qin Chuan rode his horse and galloped by, and the strong wind that rolled up the pear blossoms all over the ground was disturbed, and he was far away from the end of the trail in the blink of an eye.

This sloppy old way, look down again.

Suddenly startled from the ground, and in his eyes, there was a mixed surprise.

"Wonderful, the old man has been divining hexagrams for half a lifetime, and it is the first time he has seen such a wonderful change in hexagrams. ”

Pear blossoms, disturbed by the long wind that rolls up in the white of the night. Under the sign, it suddenly became a sign...

Qin Chuan, who was far away, had some doubts in his eyes, it was already early autumn at this time, how could the pear blossoms bloom at this time, and no one could answer him.

The butcher's village is not far from Qingshan Sect, but it is not close.

It would take about a day and a night to use your own foot strength alone, but if this horse is on its feet, it doesn't take so long.

If you simply compare the speed of the explosion for a moment, the horse will definitely be inferior to your own, but compared to the rush, the two Qin Chuan together are not as good as a horse.

It takes a lot of time to replenish your physical strength and aura by yourself.

With the night light white walk, as long as you prepare some common forage and bean feed.

The trip took only an hour, and I arrived at a place where there was no village in front of the village and no store in the back.

There are 100,000 mountains in the Qingshan Realm, and the ringing horses and bandits can be seen everywhere, and the farther away from the sect, the more chaotic it is.

Ordinary people mostly rely on some remote mountain halls or build cities, and there are no small villages and towns in the mountains.

"Huh?"

Qin Chuan's eyesight was excellent, and from a distance, he saw movement in front of him.

A large river runs through the left and right, the turbidity waves are emptied, and a stone bridge is erected over the river, enough for a large car to pass.

On the other side, there happened to be a horse-drawn carriage crooked, which just blocked the only road.

Gently lift the reins, let the horse's speed gradually decrease, and a neat turn over dismounts, simply tethering the reins to the nearby tree.

"Husband, do you need help?"

Getting closer, Qin Chuan saw an old man and a young man, who were struggling to pry the revolver up from the low-lying place at this time, but he was so busy sweating that he didn't make any achievements, until Qin Chuan got closer, and then he reacted.

Among the two, the old man looked to be in his sixties, dressed in fine clothes, with a clear face, but he looked like a scholar.