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Seven miles of travel, the trail is sad.

One man and one horse, walking by the stream.

Children play, chasing butterflies, the yellow wings float leisurely, and the sun in the sky is hidden in the clouds.

"Caught!"

The child grabbed the butterfly and waved it at the little friend who came with him as if showing off, among them, some people were envious, some were angry, some sighed, and some were happy.

"Got it!"

"I didn't catch it!"

"You ran away!"

"Show me, show me. ”

The boy waved his hand to keep them out, grimaced, and snorted, "Who caught it?

"I'm going to show Qingni!"

The boy had a smile on his face, but this time it attracted a group of boos from the surrounding children, who made faces at him, and a few of them were not good-looking, and snorted, "Even if you give it to Qingni, she won't like you." ”

"How do you know, you're not Qingni!"

The boy pursed his lips and laughed: "Ugly, ugly, ugly!

"Even, even, the vinegar jar is overturned!"

"Hahaha!"

A group of children burst into laughter, and the one who spoke up just stood up and held his chest out: "Guo Xiaohu, do you dare to fight me alone!"

"Why should I go it alone with you?"

The boy grimaced: "I'm going to find Qingni so I don't play with you fool!"

As he spoke, he turned and ran, scurrying from the meadow to the dirt road, when a dark figure suddenly appeared, and he turned his head and slammed into it.

"Ahh

Guo Xiaohu covered his face, a yellow shadow fluttered in his hand and flew away, Guo Xiaohu was in pain to death, and suddenly saw the butterfly running away, so he got up in embarrassment, but then he looked at it, the butterfly had already flown high, and he was obviously scared and ran away.

"It's gone!

Guo Xiaohu stomped his feet angrily, turned his head, and saw a young Taoist, who was also leading a horse, and it was the black horse of the divine horse that he hit before.

"Where did you come from, Taoist priest!"

Guo Xiaohu's tone was very bad, after all, the butterfly was given to Qingni by himself, but now that it is gone, Qingni may not like him.

Qingni is the most beautiful girl in the village, Xiaohu's dream in life is to marry Qingni, inherit the family's iron-making business, and then let Qingni have a child, which is complete.

Although he is now just a child himself.

Guo Xiaohu questioned the other party, but found that this person's eyes did not look at himself, but at the sky, and in the distance, it was the yellow butterfly that flew high and far.

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, iQue Daqian, look back, which dream is true?"

Li Bichen laughed, then lowered his head, the child in front of him had already called himself several times, and when he saw the action, he was immediately very angry, and said bluntly: "My butterfly ran away, that's what I want to ask for a wife, how can you compensate me for your bull's nose!"

Hearing this, Li Bichen suddenly laughed: "How old are you, what kind of wife do you want?"

Guo Xiaohu jumped to his feet: "You care how old I am! You are a monk Taoist, a second dog without a wife, besides, how old are you, you still care about me!"

"Hahahaha!"

The child's words, Li Bichen didn't care about himself, listening to the doll ask how old he was, he thought about it in his heart, and said: "I have a birthday this year." ”

Guo Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Nonsense, how old do you look like, and you are still a good person! Look at you, you don't look like a Taoist immortal, don't talk about calves here!"

"Oh, you said I don't look like an immortal, what should an immortal look like?"

Li Bichen became interested, looked ahead, the village was falling, and it was not far away, so he teased the child: "Tell me, what are the immortals you think of?"

Guo Xiaohu frowned and pouted at Li Bichen: "Aren't you a Taoist, don't you understand what an immortal looks like?"

"Tut, you still want to ask me, little brother, are you sleeping in Guanli every day?"

Guo Xiaohu spoke very politely, for him, Li Bichen flew his butterfly, lost his wife's baby, and now he is still laughing here with a shy face, of course he feels uncomfortable.

Li Bichen shook his head: "I'm sleeping, and when I sleep, it's a hundred years that have passed." ”

"If you are not ashamed, you will tell the truth when you speak, and those who cultivate the Tao still deceive people, what kind of breakthrough have you cultivated. ”

When Guo Xiaohu said this, Li Bichen was slightly moved, and thought in his heart: Cultivating the Tao is a matter of asking questions, but he deceives the heavens and the earth, and sometimes he has to hide from the robbery, but in the end he sneaks around, but he really looks like a thief, what he does is not to ask, but to read the book of heaven without the permission of the master.

Stealing knowledge is also stealing, it's not that you don't take things, so to speak, whether it's immortals and demons or gods and demons, those who cultivate are indeed those who break the road.

"I can't imagine that a child can actually say such words, the Tao is endless, and there is a Tao everywhere....."

Li Bichen wanted to come, and saw that Guo Xiaohu was a little irritable, so he said to him: "You answer me this question, the butterfly flies, I will catch another one for you, and you can't get a wife if you don't teach it." ”

When Guo Xiaohu heard this, his eyes were a little unbelieving, but looking at Li Bichen's appearance, I have to say that being handsome still makes people's hearts feel comfortable, although Li Bichen's Lian can only be regarded as beautiful, but now he is a half-step immortal, his body is made of Jindan, pure yang is true, his bones are glass, and he has a kind of dusty atmosphere.

"Seriously, well, I'll tell you. ”

Guo Xiaohu cleared his throat, pointed to the sky, and said to Li Bichen: "Immortals, they must come out to step on the magic weapon of the flying sword, or ride the dragon, ride the crane, no matter how bad it is, it is better to drive a cloud, shake the dust in your hand, um.... Long beards fluttering. ”

"The place where I live is a sea of clouds in the sky, and there are mountains in sight. The food and drink must be spiritual flesh and spiritual fruit, if we eat a bite, we will definitely be able to live a long life. ”

Li Bichen burst out laughing: "You live hard, pay attention to health preservation, and you can live for a hundred years without eating spiritual fruits." ”

Guo Xiaohu shook his head: "That's different, if you eat the fairy fruit, you won't get sick, I live by myself, I will definitely get sick, in case it doesn't work, just like the old eighth master in the village a few days ago, he suddenly died violently." ”

A few days ago?

Li Bichen's heart moved, knowing the reason, it seems that the soul of the so-called eighth master was taken away by the father.

"Did you do something evil?"

Li Bichen opened his mouth like this, and Guo Xiaohu suddenly wowed: "How do you know, that old bastard jumps in the village every day, it's annoying, and he likes to take advantage of small things, I heard that he has killed people before, not in our village." ”

Guo Xiaohu said, and pulled back to the immortals: "Female immortals, that is naturally a country and a city, um.... The male immortal is either a long-bearded old man or the eldest brother of a divine horse, and he must have a sword on his body, a whisk in his hand, a white robe, and a crane Dapeng sitting on it!"