"The three states are full of flowers, and the eight rivers flow around the city. Thirty-six flower willow alleys, seventy-two orchestra buildings. Huayi is the best in the world. This is the description of Chang'an, a big country in Shaanxi, in "Journey to the West".

Chang'an eight rivers circulate, surrounded by four mountains, feng shui is very good, the great powers before the Song Dynasty, all set their capitals here, it is indeed the land of the dragon vein.

At this time, it is the thirteenth year of Zhenguan, the Tang Dynasty has a prosperous scene, the imperial capital Chang'an, the prosperity is prosperous, even the fisherman Zhang Xiao, the woodcutter Li Ding, these two Zhang San Li four characters, can also export into chapters, poems open their mouths.

In the early morning of this day, Chang'an West Gate, walked in a white-clothed Xiushi, his temperament was indifferent, ethereal like a fairy, there seemed to be a fog on his face, mortals could not see clearly, pedestrians on the road, somehow, encountered, they automatically retreated, let it go straight into the city, into an inn.

This white-clothed showman is Chen Xian, since he broke the seal and arranged the affairs in the city, he wandered around, and lived a fairy life of traveling in the North Sea and staying in the sky at dusk.

A few days ago, Rulai invited all the Buddhist disciples to gather in Lingshan and held a grand Bon Festival, first describing Xiniu Hezhou as a paradise that has been taught by Buddhism, and severely belittling Nanbu Zhou, saying that it is a fierce field of tongue and tongue, a sea of right and wrong, and intends to spread through the eastern soil to "rescue" sentient beings.

The easier it is for people to get something, the less they will cherish it, for fear of being slandered lightly, if they want to find a person from the East Land, after a lot of hard work to obtain the true scriptures and pass on the East Land.

And this "heavy task" of finding people to learn scriptures fell on Guanyin, who took Hui'an and came to the Tang Dynasty in half a cloud and half a fog. Guanyin received the sand monk in the quicksand river, lowered the eight precepts in Fuling Mountain (Fuling Mountain has been destroyed), set his heart in the Five Elements Mountain, served as a bodyguard and life assistant to protect the people who learned the scriptures in the west, and rescued the little white dragon in the Eagle Sorrow Stream?

(Note: The question mark indicates doubt, because it is too coincidental!)

Hearing that the journey to the west was about to begin, Chen Xian deliberately went to the Thunder Fire God Mountain to take a look, and found that although his physical body was generally well, he still needed to be recuperated in Nirvana for a few years, and he could not be interrupted, so naturally no one was allowed to extinguish the fire of the Flame Mountain, so he also rushed to Chang'an, and if he wanted to destroy the westward journey, he would have to consign it for at least a few years.

Besides, the monkey was instigated by two sentences, he really thought he was the savior, thinking that he was in the country of Chechi, and was praised by those monks, and immediately died two innocent Taoist children who were just going to point out, in order to show their skills, they plucked a lot of monkey hair, and it was difficult to guarantee that they would not be instigated by the side people, and gave birth to the stupid idea of killing demons and demons in Yong'an City.

Chen Xian quietly entered Chang'an City, without alarming anyone, nor shocking the land yin god who was parading through the sky, silently observing, looking for an opportunity.

Recently, Chang'an came up with a divine calculation Yuan Shoucheng, who is said to be the uncle of Yuan Tiangang, the Qintianjian supervisor, who made a lot of noise, but Chen Xian was not interested in it.

This Yuan Shoucheng is just a chess piece, and the person who arranged to ask for the life of the Jinghe Dragon King, and then let the dead soul of the Jinghe Dragon King find Li Shimin to ask for his life, there is nothing worth paying attention to. Of course, if he can really calculate when the Jade Emperor will make an order and what his will is, then it is not worth paying attention to, but how far he will go, because that would be too terrifying.

It's just that the Jade Emperor's cultivation is unfathomable, he has enjoyed the supreme position of the Three Realms for so long, and his luck is in his body, he is definitely the strongest person closest to the saint, and the saint is afraid that he can't even count what he thinks, Yuan Shoucheng can only be a chess piece, not a great power.

For a few days, the wind and waves were calm, but the fisherman Zhang Xiao suddenly made a fortune, and every day he netted in the Jing River, he could catch a large number of aquariums, and life was delicious.

This fisherman Zhang Xiao and the woodcutter Li Ding are friends, and they often ask questions and answers about fishermen, and they are more free than fairies. On this day, after the two came out of the restaurant, they each carried a pot of wine, and after leaving Chang'an City, they returned home along the Jing River, chatting and sitting while drinking, talking about poetry and words, but leisurely.

Zhang Xiao said that the water was beautiful, and Li Ding insisted that the mountains were good, and they all sat in poetry and praised, and did not give in to each other. If it's a bit dangerous, it's 'tomorrow's street few'!

When Li Ding heard this, didn't he curse himself for being eaten by a tiger, so he immediately said angrily: "You lazy man! A good friend also lives and dies, how can you curse me? If I encounter a tiger and are killed, you will meet the waves and turn the river!"

When Zhang heard this, he smiled nonchalantly: "I will never be able to cross the river." ”

Li Dingze said: "'There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have temporary blessings and disasters. 'How are you going to be okay?'

Zhang Xiao laughed and said: "Brother Li, if you say this, it means that you haven't been able to find out yet, if my business is unpredictable, I will not suffer such a thing." ”

Li Ding smiled dumbly, and only said after a while: "Your life on the water is extremely fierce and dangerous, faintly secret, what is the elusiveness?"

Zhang smiled slightly: "You don't know. In this Chang'an City, on Ximen Street, there is a gentleman who sells hexagrams. I gave him a golden carp every day, and he taught me a lesson. Depending on the direction, hundreds of places. Today I went to buy a hexagram again, and he taught me to lay a net on the east side of Jinghe Bay, and cast a fish on the west bank, and I will return with a full load of fish and shrimp. Come to the city tomorrow, sell money and wine, and talk to my brother again. ”

Speaking of this, it was a fork in the road again, and after the two bowed to each other, they went back to their respective homes, and after a while, they both went away.

In other words, these Tang Dynasty are really poetry dynasties, not only people like poetry, but even monsters also like the artistic conception of poetry.

The Yaksha was very happy at first, but after hearing the words "a hundred times and a hundred", he was shocked and hurriedly ran back to the water mansion to report to the dragon king: "Oh no!

The Dragon King asked, "What's wrong?"

Yaksha said in a panic: "The minister patrolled the water to the river, and only heard the words of two fishermen. Words are very harmful when parting. The fisherman said: In Chang'an City, on Ximen Street, there is a fortune teller who is the most accurate, and he gives him a golden-tailed carp every day, and he teaches him a lesson in his sleeve and teaches him a hundred times. If this calculation is accurate, but you don't beat the water tribe to your heart's content, why is it a magnificent water mansion, why is it a leaping wave and a wave to assist the power of the king?"

When the dragon king heard this, he was very angry, the golden carp is a descendant of the dragon, and the golden carp in the Jing River is eighty percent the blood of his ancestors, and it is his kinship.

He hurriedly raised his sword, and he was about to go to Chang'an City to destroy this traitor. Beside him, there flashed Longzi, Longsun, Shrimp Chen, Crab Shi, Ancho Junshi, Mandarin Shaoqing, and Lidazai, and they all started to play: "The king is angry." As the saying goes, 'Don't listen to what you say.'" 'When the king goes, there will be clouds and rain, and he will be frightened by Chang'an Li Shu, and God will be responsible. The king is unpredictable, why don't you become a showman, go to Chang'an City, and visit. If there is such a generation, it is not too late to be punished; if there is no such generation, is it not a vain harm to others?"

When the dragon king heard the music, his anger subsided, he abandoned the sword, and he did not prosper the clouds and rain, and went out of the Jing River, and turned into a rich and heroic, towering and high-spirited, with auspicious steps, following the rules, following the rules and Mencius, and following the rules and Mencius, and being polite and thoughtful.

After the Dragon King of Jinghe went ashore, he dragged the cloud step away, and after a while, he came to the West Gate Street of Chang'an City. I saw a cluster of people, crowded and mixed, noisy, and talking: "The life of the dragon belongs to the tiger, and the tiger rushes to each other." Yin Chen Sihai, although it is called a joint game, but what I am afraid of is the Japanese offender. ”

When the dragon king heard this, he knew that it was the place where he sold divination. Walked forward, separated the people, looked inside, and saw that the four walls inside were full of jewels, and the hall was full of embroidery. The fragrance of the duck is unbroken, and the magnetic bottle water is clear. On both sides, Wang Wei's paintings are listed, and the ghost valley shape is hung high on the seat. Duanxi inkstone, golden smoke and ink, contrasting with frost and a large pen; Huozhulin, Guo Pushu, carefully corrected the new economic situation of Taiwan politics. The six masters are familiar with and proficient in gossip. can know the geography of the sky, and know the expression of ghosts. The meridian arrangement is set, and the belly is full of stars. The real future things, the past things, look like a moon mirror, a few prosperous, a few defeated, like a god. Knowing the evil and determining the auspicious, judging the death and the life. Talking about the wind and rain, the next pen is terrifying. The signboard has the name of the book, and the surname is Mr. Yuan Shoucheng.

"Oh, the Jinghe Dragon King is here like this?" Chen Xian was in the guest room on the second floor at this time, and found that there was a thick water vapor outside, and when he looked at the window, he immediately found the dragon king who turned into a white-clothed Xiushi, and saw through its camouflage at a glance, knowing that it was a dragon, and there was a fortune teller in front of him, and immediately knew that this dragon was the Jinghe Dragon King, and this fortune teller was Yuan Shoucheng, which was clearly the drama of "Yuan Shoucheng's clever calculation and selflessness of the old dragon king's clumsy plan to commit the heavenly rules"!

"It's really interesting, I didn't expect this play to be staged in front of me, how can I do it if I don't see it?" Chen Xian smiled slightly, and said in his heart that this was really interesting.

"Hey, that Buddha's faint light and obscure momentum is Guanyin, right?" Chen Xian suddenly caught a glimpse of a thin old man standing outside the crowd out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but laugh a little playfully. This thin old man seems to be weak, but he has a Buddha light cover body, so that Chen Xian can't see the depth, only feels extraordinary, and now the Buddhists in Chang'an have this cultivation, except for Guanyin, who else will there be?

In order to avoid being detected by Guanyin, Chen Xian immediately looked away and turned to the Jinghe Dragon King and Yuan Shoucheng. found that as in the plot, the Dragon King of Jinghe asked Yuan Shoucheng about tomorrow's celestial phenomena, and Yuan Shoucheng occupied "the top of the cloudy mountain, and the fog covers the forest." If you occupy the rain, it will be in the Ming Dynasty", the dragon king asked when it would rain, how much rain there was, Yuan replied: "Tomorrow when the clouds are spread, when there is thunder, it rains at noon, and it rains enough, and the water is three feet three inches and forty-eight points." ”

As the governor of the Eight Rivers, Si Yu Da Longshen, the first to receive the Jade Emperor Si Yutian's decree, the Jinghe Dragon King said that he had not received the rain decree, obviously there was no rain tomorrow, so he bet with Yuan Shoucheng: if Yuan Shoucheng had the same share, he was willing to pay fifty taels of gold; if not, he would destroy Yuan Shoucheng's façade and drive him out of Chang'an.

After the bet, the Dragon King of Jinghe left with confidence, realizing that he had won the bet this time, and he could destroy Yuan Shoucheng's stall, so that he could no longer tell the hexagram, and no one would be able to arrest his fellow clansmen in the future.

"Heh, it's really sad that you don't know it when you die!" Seeing the Jinghe Dragon King leave with his eyebrows fluttering, Chen Xian shook his head and smiled, and after closing the door, he quietly cultivated.

Chen Xian knew what would happen after the Jinghe Dragon King went back, it was nothing more than a dry dragon grandson, shrimp soldiers and crabs would brag about how he gambled with Yuan Shoucheng, and won the battle, and he would be able to destroy his hexagram tomorrow, and then hold a banquet to celebrate, but unexpectedly, the Golden Armor God sent a holy decree, and the Jade Emperor asked him to spread the rain as Yuan Shoucheng said, and the old dragon king listened to the "advice" of his subordinates, and prepared to change the time, and deduct the number of rains, nothing to see, and nothing to remind.

Things turned into the general development of the plot, and the next day of the Jinghe Dragon King, he dotted Za Fengbo, Lei Gong, Yuntong, and Dianmu until the nine skies of Chang'an City. When he was hit by the clouds, the thunder at noon, the rain did not fall from time to time, and the rain stopped, but he had only three feet and forty points: he changed his will for an hour, and deducted three inches and eight points of rain.

After the rain, the Dragon King of Jinghe issued a class teacher, and he pressed the head of the clouds, and turned into a white-clothed showman, went to the street of Naximenli, crashed into Yuan Shoucheng's hexagram shop, and began to smash it, and everything in the store was smashed to pieces.

The old god Yuan Shoucheng sat on the chair on the ground, without fear, and the Dragon King of Jinghe was about to hit the door panel again, and at the same time scolded in his mouth: "This demon who talks about good fortune and misfortune, and a pervert who is good at confusing the hearts of the people! You are not good at hexagrams, and your words are ridiculous! You say that the hours and points of the rain today are not comparative, and you are still sitting dangerously, go as soon as possible, and spare you the death penalty!"

Yuan Shoucheng's face remained unchanged, and he sneered on his back to the sky: "I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid! I'm not guilty of a capital crime, I'm just afraid that you will have a capital crime! Others are easy to hide, but it's hard to hide from me." I know you, you are not a Xiushi, but the Dragon King of Jinghe. You violated the edict of the Jade Emperor, changed the hour, overruled the points, and violated the rules of heaven. You are on that 'dragon cutting platform', I am afraid that you will inevitably be stabbed, and you are still scolding me here?"

As soon as the Dragon King of Jinghe was said by Yuan Shoucheng, Fang Shi woke up, only to be frightened and terrified. He hurriedly threw away the door panel, dressed up, knelt down to Mr. and said, "Mr. Hugh is strange." The ear of the preface drama, how do you know that if you make a fake become true, you really violate the rules of heaven, but what can I hope that Mr. will save me! Otherwise, I will not let you go if I die. ”

Yuan Shoucheng almost didn't think about it, as if he had already prepared, and said: "I can't save you, I just point out a way to live and reincarnate with you." ”

The Dragon King of Jinghe hurriedly kowtowed and said, "I would like to ask for advice." ”

Yuan Shoucheng said inscrutablely: "At three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow, you should go to Cao Guan Wei Zheng to listen to the beheading." If you want your life, you must urgently go to the current Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty. That Wei Zheng is the prime minister under the Tang King, if he asks for his personal favor, he will be fine. ”

When the Dragon King of Jinghe heard this, after bidding farewell to Yuan Shoucheng, he left a little depressed, when the rain disappeared and the sunset was red. The smoke condenses the purple mountains, the tired birds return to the forest, the fog cages the ferry, and the geese live in the sand.

"This Jinghe Dragon King may have to beg Li Shimin later, why don't you stop him and change the plot?" Chen Xian held his chin and thought.

It was getting dark, the Milky Way was visible, and the lights were dimming. The wind curls the smoke of the furnace, the moon moves the shadow of the flowers, and it is not deep, and the night is already halfway.

A gust of wind blew, and Chen Xian's figure suddenly dissipated, without a trace, and his whereabouts were unknown.