The sturdy man led the way, stepping on the bluestone steps under his feet. Although there was no outflow of energy, flying sand, the man's strong strength still leaked out without reservation, so that the little girl who followed closely raised the green silk like willows, and the sleeves swollen like a bell.

The little girl didn't know what was going on, and she didn't ask out loud, but followed the man step by step, looking up at the scenery in front of her that was gradually becoming clearer.

Famous mountains and ancient temples, there is naturally no shortage of those deep and secluded places. Or the masters lie in the clouds and fish the rivers and mountains, or there are some celebrities and high-ranking people who plough the acres of agriculture and talk about the world drunkly. But the little girl came all the way up, except for some winds that gradually tightened, the other masters and wise men had never seen half of them look up.

"It's no wonder who still puts up those high-ranking shelves at the fucking night, making immortal shapes. The girl pursed her lips and smiled, as if she was happy and angry, and her depressed mood was relieved a lot.

She couldn't help but wonder if the young man would also think about the strange and the feathering when he saw this scene.

At this time, the young man really didn't have these thoughts, he just looked at the sky in a daze, thinking about something interesting and unattainable. For example, when I see the delicate and rude girl, for example, I see the lonely man who is dressed in white and goes out of Longhai.

The old man held the green bamboo pole, shook his head, waved around, and hummed some vague tunes in his mouth, which made people not really hear it. I only felt that the buzz was noisy and disturbed, breaking the rare elegance. The old man still didn't notice, he was elated, joking freely, without any seriousness in the solemn realm of Buddhism.

"Hey. Li Zhiyu is really here?" the little girl walked up the stairs, looked at the distant sky, and unconsciously scratched her somewhat hot face.

She vaguely felt as if there was a meandering stream flowing slowly in the depths of her heart, and as if there was a hideous python stirring her mind and hesitating.

The little girl is in the period of Ai Ai, her eyelashes are fluttering, and with the body that gradually feels cold, it is a little more indescribable.

The old man covered his face and smiled, his heart was like a mirror, but he didn't care. Instead, he looked at the green smoke in the distance for a long time, and beat the green bamboo pole in his hand with a clattering sound.

"Is he really here?" the little girl who followed suddenly asked again.

The old man glanced at the sidelines and pretended to look up, but he really didn't want to pay attention.

"How did this little girl become like an old man. Such a resolute person, now he is dragging his feet like this, which really makes the old man a little unclear" The old man sighed to himself, only shallow and long.

Zhao Qingrou didn't say anything to ask the old man, and she was used to following her will, so she immediately rolled up her cuffs and lifted the old man's short body in the palm of her hand.

"I don't really want to say it. The little girl seemed to be smiling, and at this time she was a little more arrogant than before.

"Here, here!" The old man seemed to notice Zhao Qingrou's quietly changing attitude, and hung his head hard, looking at the girl who was almost a straight line with a hippie smile.

"It's really here!" the little girl frowned, and her outstretched arms trembled inexplicably.

"Yes!" the old man swore an oath, swaying his hands and clapping his chest.

The big man leading the way in front of him was silent, and he didn't gasp for breath. just walked up with a cold face, ignoring the two people behind him. Just silently greeted the eighteen generations of the old man's ancestors one by one in his heart.

The man sulked, and the always perverse little girl pressed him step by step, except for the horse that fell at the end, but the old man who was kind enough to help ended up with a snake and a mouse. I didn't expect to get such a situation with great difficulty, and the old man, who had nowhere to vent, pulled out the green bamboo pole with a swipe and hit the man's shoulder hard.

The bamboo pole is slender and steep, and when the old man waives it, the branches are still slightly curved, which is obviously very tough, not to mention the intentional whipping, but also the pain of inadvertently pumping on the hand.

The sound of the man lying on his stomach sounded, faintly with the remnants of the wind. But he still didn't change his attitude, he still ignored it, as if he was beating others instead of himself.

The man continued to climb the stairs with a cold and dark face.

This sudden appearance made the girl who still maintained the posture of lifting her hand quietly bent her arms.

"You useless thing. Lao Tzu kindly protected you from dispersing, and only let you lead the way for a while. But you, a wolf-hearted pickled prank, not only do you miss the old man's kindness. also deliberately brought Lao Tzu into the ditch, and next time, he will definitely scatter the Yuan Shen and disappear. The old man scolded, still unrelieved, waving the green bamboo pole in his hand.

The man was silent, and he did not hide or avoid the whipping of the old man, and seemed to have become accustomed to it. but patience.

"You see, he's fast when he's silent. The old man changed his face for a moment, and looked at the flattering smile on the face of the girl who wrung his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingrou was not easy to make things difficult in words, and after silently putting the old man down, she continued to climb the stairs, and did not add more beaks to the two people in front of her who were willing to fight and suffer, but just climbed the stairs.

"Keep walking!" the old man scolded, and jumped on the man's shoulder again.

The old man was triumphant, standing on the man's shoulder, jumping up and down, directing the direction.

The girl was in a state of flux, bowing her head silently, only expecting to see the emaciated boy in her heart.

Several people walked all the way, and after the green bamboo pole waved by the old man stopped up and down eight times, the people who had worked hard all the way finally saw the faintly fluttering fire candle in front of them and heard the sound of the wind blowing slowly in front of them.

"Immortal Chief, I'll send you here. There is a clear air floating in the Buddha hall in front, and there should be a high monk sitting here. The little demon's mana is low, and he doesn't dare to enter again. The man lowered his throat and stopped. He never dared to raise his head, apparently for fear that a mistake would be exchanged for a strong beating.

When the old man heard this, he was not mean to make things difficult, but got up and slid off the man's shoulders and jumped onto the beautiful horse that followed the girl.

"Immortal Chief, you ......" The man lowered his voice, still standing still, still not daring to move half a step. can continue to go up, for him, it is tantamount to taking the initiative to send him to death, which makes the man embarrassed.

The old man still had a look of ignorance, and stepped forward alone. After walking up more than ten steps, he turned around and spat out a series of bubbles towards the man.

Zhao Qingrou didn't know what to do, but just led the beauty horse up slowly.

"Thank you Immortal Master!" the man knelt down the steps with a bang, his eyes complicated.

The little girl listened to a loud bang, turned around in a depressed manner, and her flickering eyes kept wandering over the two of them.

The old man turned around and went back without saying much. It's full of high demeanor.

The girl who eagerly came to the door didn't know what a great opportunity this seemingly ordinary bubble was for a man. What's more, it is still a mountain spirit that everyone can deceive.

Ordinary river carp is only a few years old, or it is put into the net by fishermen to make a delicious meal with wine, or the big fish eats small fish, and makes other people's wedding clothes. Although a hundred-year-old carp like the old man is not rare, it is a rare blessing for such a mountain spirit and ghost who cannot enter the six realms of reincarnation. At this time, seeing that he was so generous, when he turned around and shook his tail, he gave up such a blessing, how could the mountain spirit, who was used to being wronged, not be moved.

"Let's go!" the old man's voice was vicissitudes, and his footsteps paused slightly.

The man thanked him repeatedly, and his bowed body gradually became blurred and disappeared from clarity.

"I can't see it, you're quite human. The girl giggled, and her brisk body overtook the old man who had stopped and posed in a towering posture.

"Who am I......" Before he finished his series of self-praise words, the figure of the little girl had long since disappeared. Only the old man with a dull face was left.

"Listen to me when I'm done!"

......

The boy stood still, and his body, which had been standing for a long time, was gradually stained with the thick frost of autumn. He looked at the sparsely populated people in the distance, and his thin figure could barely be seen in the thick darkness.

Yun Se had already fallen asleep, but the little monk was still a little relieved of Master, and he still kept chanting the word Master in his mouth, and his voice was intermittent, sometimes far and sometimes near. Even the teenager outside could hear it a little blurred.

"Maybe that's the so-called big sound."

The young man has an understanding in his heart, and he is as bright as picking flowers.

The little girl blushed and wiped the sweat droplets mixed with dew.

"Why don't you leave, that kid has already left here. No, my old man has a lot of experience in the mountains and rivers and soil, the top and bottom, and the I Ching grooming, plus he has been in Shenze for a long time, and the ordinary terrain and soil have already seen tens of millions, and he has tasted tens of millions, how can he hide his taste from me. The old man was complacent, and when he saw that the little girl who had stopped in front of him still did not turn to pay attention, his hot heart suddenly became a little ashamed and self-reproachful.

The girl looked into the distance, stunned, and haggard.

Just like the chrysanthemum in autumn, the brilliant fragrance is gradually declining and withering.

The young man closed his eyes and pondered, and his heart was blessed with the sea.

"Li Zhiyu!"

The little girl's voice was choked and joyful, just like the reunion of old friends. Old wine is mellow and strong.

The boy's eyes widened, his lips trembled, and he was a little speechless.

The little girl who was thinking about her heart was far away and close at hand, how strong and indescribable this feeling was.

"You...... Here it is!" the young man's words fluttered, like the breeze of nine heavens, but an insignificant fallen leaf hung in the world. Distant and indifferent.

"Hmm...... It's coming!" the little girl was expecting Ai Ai, her eyes were slight, and a thousand words were only three words.

A thousand words are only two lines of love letters, and the unforgettable words are just a green light.

In the main hall dedicated to countless Buddhas, a green lamp suddenly lit up, and then quickly extinguished, as if it had never been lit.

Yun Se turned half of his body, from lying on the right side to lying on the left side, his tear-stained little face was looking ahead, as if looking at the scenery under the mountain, but also like looking at the scenery in front of him.

The night was dark and the sky was silent.

On the river, you can see a red robe wrapped around a big black monk's robe, falling and rising, and so jumping back and forth. Just like reincarnation, life is immortal, and the world depends on each other.

The little girl squatted down and stretched out her hand to scratch a few scribbled marks on the hard bluestone slab.

The "Mountain Ghost Wind and Rain" boy also smiled warmly, rubbing his palms that oozed a lot of sweat.

"Although Maxima has a talent of a thousand miles, he died between the stables, and he was only humiliated at the hands of slaves. The short old man straightened his legs and jumped onto the horse's back, and hugged the horse's head with all his might.

Although the beauty has been tamed, but the wildness is still there, at this time the old man covered his eyes inexplicably, and naturally instinctively hissed and jumped up his front hooves.

"Alas, why can't you understand the old man's mind? He sighed, both joyful and sad.

The lonely goose is in the north and the south, and it is so because there is nothing to rely on. But now, once the old man, who is used to girls pulling his beard, leaves, he can't even think about that kind of day.

The old man remembered the sadness, and as the crazy beauty ran around, the two people who looked away from each other also looked at the person in front of him with the corner of their eyes.

"What a beautiful picture, what a picturesque country. "There was a golden old Confucian with a long golden silk around his waist and stepped on the golden lotus, passing by leisurely. However, in the sky above Lingming Temple, the old man stopped his swift steps. took out the green gourd that had been hanging on his waist, and sprinkled a large gourd of wine on the young man.

"Sour, sour! sour. But it makes the old man like it again. ”

The old Confucian is freehand and romantic, and he disappears in an instant.

Seeing that the young man with the little girl was also full of joy, he looked into the distance.