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The black clouds turned over the ink and did not cover the mountains, and the white rain jumped into the boat.

Tick..... The sound of the rain grew louder to smaller, and as time passed, it gradually became quieter.

The rain stopped.

At the mouth of the river, countless boats and boats are moored, and on the river, the mountains on both sides are poured with heavy ink, and the water has become deeper, faintly, in the mouth of the river, under the water flow, there seems to be a dragon swimming.

One side was pitch black, while the other was brightly lit.

Huashan set, people come and go.

The brilliance illuminates the other side, forming a stark contrast to the dark and dreary river.

Although there is no moon in the sky, there is light on earth.

Li Bichen took his hand, the people around him were bustling, this was a town market, and here, there seemed to be no curfew rules. Everyone's face was full of joy, and countless doors stood up, cutting the already crowded mountain market inch by inch, and there were alleys in the alleys, like rivers, and the flow of people was like water, in these alleys, coming and going.

"Whew!"

A strange roar sounded, and in the distance, there were several people, the four of them in one, holding a wooden pole in their hands, dancing a scalp dragon, the dragon head seemed to be wearing a long mask, the painting was auspicious, the long beard fluttered, at this time the teeth and claws, flying up and down.

Opposite the dragon dance, there were two more handlers, but what these two people were holding in their hands was a fierce tiger, and the tiger also looked auspicious at this time, playing against the dragon, fighting up and down.

Dragon dance, tiger dance.

Even in the afterlife, the history of lion dance is only a hundred years, and no one knows about it.

Li Bichen couldn't help but smile when he saw the dragon fighting, and read those things again, they have become clouds of the past, if you can go back, I don't know who is the ancients.

I am also an ancient.

The pace is not fast, but there is an indescribable elegance, Li Pichen walked in the market, the shouting on both sides continued, most of them were candy sellers and mud cake men, the children ran around, their hands pulled in front of the sugar seller, gave the copper plate, and began to choose their favorite candy.

Among the sugar men, there are some strange things, such as the appearance of the fairy, the state of the gods, and even some of the appearance of the famous devil, which are also circulated in the mortal world, and are pinched into sugar men.

Li Bichen could hear it clearly, and the children were communicating among themselves, saying that this was "eliminating evil".

There are also men and women with masks running around, and the men have masks on their faces, and they are painted with the god in charge of marriage, this is a god of nothingness, there is a god position but no god dares to sit down, because there is too much involved, but mortals don't know, just sacrifice to it, never know, this is an empty god.

And those girls are carrying auspicious goddesses on their faces.

God needs to be remembered, but immortals don't.

This is the most fundamental difference between gods and immortals, gods need to be worshiped by the world, but if immortals are worshipped, it will drag down the cultivation.

Gods often manifest in the world, but immortals do not often exist, so the immortals who are born are mostly called.... Immortal.

The immortals here are the names of mortals, not the realm of cultivation.

So I don't know when some immortals began to have god positions, and when they flew away, these gods would turn into a real god, and they would no longer have anything to do with that immortal.

Because this god is the dust cut out of the immortals.

Li Bichen walked very leisurely, and at this time, not far ahead, there was a vendor who caught his attention.

The peddler didn't sell sugar, he didn't sell mud cakes, and he didn't have fish, shrimp or crabs.

More than a dozen children gathered around the place, staring at it as if they had lost their souls, but the peddler could not see his head, half of his body was buried in a large tarpaulin, and the box was light.

His place was dim, unlike anything else.

Li Bichen walked over, his body leaned slightly, and at this time, there were also young men and women watching, not only children.

There was a big wooden box, and inside were two shadow figures.

Shadow puppeteer, shadow puppet.

"It turned out to be a shadow puppet show. ”

Li Bichen looked at the shadow puppet, behind the light curtain, two "dressed" shadow puppet figures were dancing their stiff arms one-on-one.

One of them, apparently, was a man, with his hair tied up, and he was wearing what seemed to be a cultivator's clothes, but it was indeed a little too flashy.

The practitioner was holding a long sword in his hand, and the peddler was hiding behind the box, and the two men were voiced in his mouth.

The voice was like a yellow warbler, sometimes sharp, it was the voice of the villain;

Sometimes it becomes crisp, it is the voice of a practitioner;

Sometimes it gets thicker, it's the voice of the narrator.

Li Bichen stood there watching the play, and around him, there were more and more people gathered, most of them were young men and women, but the weak crown and the twenty-eight Fang Ling, more of them were children.

When the drama was played in one place, the opposite party suddenly appeared with four more shadows, each with different costumes, and at this time, with an axe and a sword in his hand, he hit the cultivator.

The cultivator was invincible, and he was lying on his back at this time, and at this moment, from above, a person suddenly descended, wearing the same clothes as the cultivator, and holding a long sword in his hand, but there was a slight difference, his sword, with two small characters on it.

"Qingyun Immortal come out!"

Some children cheered, and a group of children on the side began to dance, as for those young men and women, they also watched with relish, at this time, they all knew about Suosuo, and those who had seen it began to whisper spoilers, but they were soon stopped by the people on the side with their eyes.

Li Bichen heard the word Qingyun, and was a little strange, could this be talking about the matter of Qingyun Palace in Taixu Mountain?

The woman's age is not much different from Li Bichen's appearance, at this time, when she saw this handsome Taoist master asking, her cheeks were slightly red, but that Yingying smiled and said, "Haven't you seen it? This play is "Qingyun Sword". ”

Qingyun Sword.

A very familiar name, Li Bichen suddenly understood, a few years ago, when he was worshipping the sky, he talked with the little ginger pot, and casually said that this drama was a shadow puppet he had seen when he was young.

At that time, he also asked if he had seen the ginger pot, and the little ginger pot nodded excitedly, if it wasn't for Meng Jiang on his side, he might have to talk about this drama well.

But looking at Meng Jiang's face at that time, it seemed that she had also seen this shadow puppet?

Li Bichen laughed in his heart, it turned out that this Qingyun was not the other Qingyun, he had seen it when he was a child, it was the Leting shadow puppet "Qingyun Sword", the content of which was a fictional story about the period of Emperor Zhao of the Jin Dynasty, but the author was not Han.

And in this year, this "Qingyun Sword" seems to tell the story of a certain immortal, walking in the world, eliminating evil and promoting good?

The long incense gradually burned out, and Li Bichen stood in front of the peddler's position, looking at it for a long time, and unconsciously, there seemed to be a mist in his eyes. It was as if I had returned to the past, or the next life, and sat under the big tree in front of the house, holding my head and shaking. Just look at the artist in front of you...... Play with black and yellow light and shadow.

The years...... Is it the past or the future, the present or the past?

The cheers of the children sounded, and in the shadow puppet, the Qingyun Immortal killed the demon of all evils, and the other party was unwilling before he died, but with the fall of the sword, they all turned into smoke and dust.

The children are happy about the death of the devil and the demeanor of the immortals, hoping that they can become such a person, and in Li Pichen's opinion, this Qingyun Immortal is just a Hongchen passerby who has entered the world, and everything is just something he can do.

Because in this drama, Qingyun Immortals almost all appear as saviors, and in layman's terms, the six demons in the entire script can hardly pose any threat to him, in other words, it is a hanging.

The children ran away, and the men and women gradually dispersed, and the girl who asked Li Bichen before smiled and talked to Li Bichen a few words, and then left with a blushing cheek.

The copper plates clanked, and they all fell into a wooden box.

The tarpaulin was shaking, and a delicate face was raised, he was the master of the shadow puppet show, and he looked a little tired at this time, and Li Bichen stood in front of him, glanced at him, was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help laughing.

This person..... Not people.

Shadow puppeteers, really shadow puppet people..... A shadow golem.

Under Li Bichen's gaze, the figure of this peddler gradually changed, and at this time he turned into a leather paper figure, with sewing and mending on his body, oiled paper and thin skin, yin and yang, selected and painted, carved and ironed, and so on for eight steps, before becoming a shadow puppet.

Shadow puppets are still difficult to form, let alone adults?

"One mouth tells the story of the ages, and the hands dance to millions of soldiers. ”

Li Bichen looked at this shadow puppet, he didn't have to eat or drink, but at this time, he was dancing like a human in Huashan with a shadow puppet, this wooden box was its lifeblood, and it was also the only reliance on its existence.

This shadow puppet is very old, judging by its qi, it is hundreds of years, but it is very young, because it has a human form, it is still less than ten years old.

As a spirit, it is old, but as a human being, it is immature.

The shadow puppet noticed Li Bichen, but didn't see Li Bichen's breath, just smiled and asked, "What else is going on with Dao Ye?"

"Oh, nothing, it's just that I forgot to pay. ”

Li Bichen smiled, shook out ten copper plates from his sleeve robe, and the hand stopped slightly, rubbed on the copper plates, and then put them in the wooden box.

"Oh, that's a lot!"

The shadow puppet saw that there were ten copper plates, and immediately waved his hand, while Li Bichen also waved his hand, stopping him from taking the money and returning it.

"Walking in the world, still immature, these ten copper plates, not in vain, I will send you a hexagram. ”

Li Bichen smiled, while the shadow puppet was puzzled: "Hexagram, what is a hexagram?"

"Just take it as a word, just listen to my word. ”

Li Bichen slowly spoke: "Mountain thunder, pure to raise, external reality and internal void, yang and yin deficiency, the real one raises people, the virtual one raises people, and the virtual one is self-reliant, one day, the fate should come." ”

When the words fell, Li Bichen made another mortal salute: "Thank you for your Qingyun Sword today, let me find some memories of the past, I and you, maybe we will see you again, or maybe, this goodbye, never again." ”

"Life.... It's just a play, if you want to make a play, everything is easy. ”

With his footsteps moving, Li Bichen turned around and left, while the shadow puppet was stunned in place, a little puzzled.

When Li Pichen's figure disappeared into the alley of the market, the shadow puppet began to pack up its copper plates, and at this moment, among the pile of copper plates, ten of them suddenly lit up, and suddenly, they turned into ten streamers and escaped into the center of its eyebrows.

At the same time, a mighty and lofty voice resounded in its heart!

"Qingyun is a sword, and the fairy river is facing the shadow. ”

The shadow puppet was shocked, and in that body, there was actually a feeling of flesh and blood, and it looked at its body blankly, at this moment, the body that was originally sewn with skin and paper was gradually dissipating.

"[Outer reality and inner void, yang reality and yin deficiency, the real person raises people, and the virtual person raises others]"

[Life is just a play, if you want to play, everything is easy. 】”

The appearance of a person is yang, and the shadow of the real body is empty, which is for the yin deficiency, and the real person is self-reliant and raises the shadow body of yin deficiency.

The other party is not human...... The other party is an immortal!

A buzzing sound in his head caused the shadow golem to knock over the wooden box containing the copper coins.

It opened its mouth and ran to the bazaar, its head looking around, but it was no longer the figure of the young Taoist it had seen before.

Ten thousand people walked, where can you still see immortals?

Vaguely remembering the direction when the other party finally disappeared, something strange suddenly surged in the shadow golem's eyes, and when something slipped off his cheek, it was wiped, but it was tears.

The head hung down, kowtowed respectfully three times in the direction where Li Bichen finally left, and then got up, put on his wooden box, and walked away in the crowd.

.......

In the light of the lights, the flowers are shadowed, and the army is late on the three-foot platform;

One person has a mouthful of eternal things, and ten fingers are clever and laughing.