The white fox ran all the way, all the way unimpeded, and when the moonlight was first cast, it had already run to the boundary of the high valley. A pair of clear eyes swept around, looking at the high ground in front of him, staring slightly.

At this time, the leaves had swallowed most of the boy's body with grinning lips, and he could only hear the rumbling in the throat of the leaves, watching the saliva flow from the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Qingrou ran over quickly, grabbed the young man's struggling legs, and rushed out.

She shouted loudly: "Monster, let go of Li Zhiyu." ”

The leaves naturally ignored it, but still stretched out a pair of arms to grab the young man's struggling legs, and stuffed it into his mouth. He took a breath, his chest and abdomen bulged, kicked away the girl who kept pulling the boy, stretched out his hands that were tangled in branches and leaves, and stuffed the boy into his abdomen.

At this moment, a huge figure came into the air, and great pressure was forced down on this piece of high ground that was only a few feet long.

The leaves of the tree were unknown, he wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and raised his eyes to look at the moonlit night sky at this moment, his heart was uneasy. Especially when the moonlight was sprinkled, and the wisps of clear air came out around the moon, he was even more uncomfortable and extremely depressed. It's as if I'm stuck in a muddy swamp at the moment, and I can't get out of it.

The flow of Qi in the body of the leaf was blocked, and the whole body was faintly like fire, and he was in danger, and he had to vomit out the young man who had already swallowed half of his body. Turning to look out of the valley, he saw a huge fox roaring at the moon.

"White Fox King!" said the leaves in surprise. Ignoring the young man who had been pulled away by the girl, he hurriedly knelt down and whispered to the White Fox King to open the net and not be held responsible.

And the two demons of the branches and leaves walked quite cautiously all the way, although they did not encounter those big demons to stop them, but it was natural that they were slow and slow. When they looked at the gradually clear heights, the two demons were overjoyed. Before the two of them rushed up the high slope to make contributions, there was a sudden rise of clear air around, and the two demons looked up at the sky at this moment, full of clear and open scenes, and how could there be the previous demons and monsters who chose people to eat and were drowsy.

Even though the branches and leaves of the tree had never seen the white fox, it was natural to understand in his heart at this moment, thinking of the thousand-year-old fox demon, how dare he gasp for breath, and he knelt on the ground. It's the exact opposite of what it looked like before.

Since Zhao Qingrou grabbed the boy and retreated to the back, she breathed a sigh of relief, she saw the leaves kneeling on the ground and not moving, buried in the soil, the girl naturally did not know. With a pair of sparkling eyes, she looked at the sudden silver-white fox, and wanted to ask. But all the way to this point, the girl already knew a lot about everything in this forest, and she squatted aside and didn't say a word.

Let's talk about the old man who got into the bottom of the tree. Since he plunged headlong into the earth, he was naturally unaware of the changes in the outside world. Thinking of the gesture of the tree root jumping to his feet and scolding, he couldn't help but laugh secretly. After a long time, I still don't see the ropes on my body shaking, and I have some doubts. He muttered: "Let you scold Lao Tzu, let you scold Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu will give you a deaf ear, see what the you do?"

Before the old man cursed the ancestors of the tree roots, the earth and engineering were shaken, and there was an underground spring suddenly surging around him, and the old man's long shirt woven with grass and trees was full of coolness. He looked curiously at the turbulent undercurrent around him, and found that the rope that bound him was shaking like a snake at the moment, and his face changed slightly, with more surprise and a trace of sadness and fear.

"It's that damn fox!" the old man whispered.

The white fox leaped into the air, and when it came here, it glanced at everyone and roared at the branches. There is a loud wind all around, and the clouds are overwhelming. After a while, the wind and rain blew up, and before the three demons of the branches, bark, leaves, and the hunters who had not escaped resisted, everyone and the demons had already arrived at the side of the huge fox in a daze.

"What is this?" asked a man in confusion.

The villain is old and frail, and eats like an old rooster that has been raised for several years. In addition to the ability to call, as for the other things, how can they beat the deliciousness of this fat hare and big fish!" said a sharp-eyed hunter.

The white fox shook its fluffy fur, and when it swept around, it stared at the root of the tree with a pair of clear eyes and asked, "Have you caught that carp?" ”

The root of the tree knelt on the ground, he trembled and just kowtowed to the yellow mud under his head, and how dare he answer the words of the white fox at this moment.

Seeing that the leaves were silent, the white fox grinned and showed his sharp fangs, and turned his gaze to look at the three demons of the branches, and the three demons naturally had the same attitude. The fox roared impatiently, and the surrounding world suddenly surged, destroying the mountains and rivers.

Let's talk about the dense woods outside, the forest near Luohu Village. At this time, the wind in the forest is silent, and the moon is hidden and the stars are scarce. A white-haired old man looked at the sky alone, leisurely tasting the water and wine in the cup, and suddenly saw the wind blowing slowly in the surrounding world, overflowing with fresh air, he looked at this scene, stood up, stretched out his hand and poured out half a glass of water and wine, his eyes were both helpless and slightly happy.

"This fox, sooner or later, he will get the fruit of the Tao. It's just that he ......" The old man sighed softly, but he didn't say anything, and instead stared at the undulating trees at the moment.

The trees in the forest are undulating and rustling. A young man walked slowly out of the woods, and when he saw the old man looking at him, he limped to the old man's side.

The old man's fingers slowly stroked a large tree beside him, and his fingers swiped lightly, revealing a lot of green slurry. He took out the wine glass in his hand, took the green slurry and took a sip.

The young man raised his head and looked at the hazy sky, smiled, and said softly, "What has become of the fox?" The old man did not reply, but turned around and looked at the lonely woods without saying a word.

After a long time, the old man said softly: "Is this big real person who climbed up to Fengxiantai easy to mess with?" The young man did not speak, but clenched his fists, and his face was full of frost. He hissed, "If I hadn't given up an arm, I would have died there today!"

The old man sighed softly, he turned around again, and said with a little sadness: "If he has no scruples and exerts his strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back today." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he took another sip of the slurry unconsciously, and walked into the secluded forest, and when the sky was bright and the moon was bright and the light was overflowing, he sighed lightly: "I am afraid that I will be open to that gentle and good man now." In the end, he said, I don't know if the young man heard it wrong, or the old man did it on purpose, but he still had three points of joy.

The young man looked at the lonely woods in confusion, a little stunned.

Let's talk about Luohu Village. Since Li Zhiyu and Zhao Qingrou left, there has not been much change in Luohu Village, but there is a white-bearded old man who has been exiled to another country, and I don't know when he fell to this realm. When he met people, he called himself an immortal on the earth, and received a jade decree from heaven to transform the world.

Since the villagers of Luohu Village have experienced the gentle and wise monks, although they still go to the Taoist temple to add incense, the color of awe is much less than before. Most of them are to worship the Bodhisattva Tianzun and add incense and talk about respect. Or pray that in the next life, you will not go through this catastrophe, be born in the rich and gentle Jiangnan, stay away from the smoke of war, and spend your life peacefully.

At this moment, seeing this tattered robe old man, he kept claiming that he was an immortal on the ground, and naturally laughed at this. On the contrary, there is more sympathy and pity. is more of a lament for the impermanence of the world and the sinking of time. The old man didn't care about this, but preached all the way, and talked happily.

Later, before he could say anything about the underworld Yan Jun, the six realms of reincarnation and the like, everyone left early as if they were facing a great enemy, and only one person was left so that they were not embarrassed.

The old man was not ashamed, annoyed, or bored, on the contrary, he shouted to find the wise monk in their mouth and the gentle Zhiliang in the Luohu Temple to talk about Buddhist scriptures, poems, books and articles. Someone with good deeds really took him to Luohu Guan to see the jokes.

The old man came all the way crazy, and the surrounding villagers naturally surrounded the old man and laughed. I saw that the old man did not wait for the boy to open the door and return to the temple to break into the Taoist temple to ask for wine to buy drunk, everyone laughed when they saw this, thinking about the means of Wen Xianren, they were not reasonable, this is only by beating people Wen Xianren is the first rate in the world.

At that time, the morning sun was rising, and the sun was warm, but it was a little warm and comfortable in the early morning of autumn. The old man went straight into the view, and the Taoist priests who cleaned the courtyard and burned incense to worship the gods saw that this person was not allowed to intrude indiscriminately. Before the Taoist priest could stop him, he was like an active fish swimming in the river, and he unconsciously bypassed everyone, and came to the Yushu wind, elegant and chic Wen Zhiliang.

Zhang Yunhui and Wang Yucheng and others were practicing Wen Zhiliang's newly learned set of fist and foot kung fu, and when they saw this old man entering the door indiscriminately and disturbing them, they were not allowed. Wang Yucheng has practiced martial arts for several months, and his kung fu has made great progress, and at this moment, seeing him rushing into the view, Wang Yucheng's black face sank, and he was about to fight. Unexpectedly, the old man did not dodge or dodge, but slapped a palm on Wang Yucheng's head, Wang Yucheng suddenly felt dizzy, his body was about to fall, he shook his head, shocked, looking at this ordinary and slightly crazy old man, Wang Yucheng was a little confused for a while.

Seeing that Wang Yucheng was not attacking, the old man smiled slightly, stretched out his dirty palm and took off the yellow gourd hanging from his waist, took a leisurely sip of wine, and said, "Good wine, good wine." It's just a pity that although this wine is good, there are few ignorant people in the world, but it's a pity that this pot of good wine is good. ”

Wang Yucheng was happy when he heard this, he stood in front of the old man and glanced at the old man who was not amazing, and said: "It doesn't matter if the wine is not good, the important atmosphere feels." You said that if it is a candle in the cave room, then the wine in the second time will also feel relish, and the aroma of the wine is intoxicating. But if you are poor and sorrowful, then even if it is the wine drunk by the heavenly immortals, don't you feel extremely tasteless? ”

The old man ignored Wang Yucheng's words, but said to Wen Zhiliang, who was solemn at the moment: "The laity only drinks by three points, and the master drinks and gets drunk by himself, Wen Daochang said, is it a person who is drunk, or a drunk person" After the old man finished speaking, he shook the green and yellow gourd and took a sip of wine, and without waiting for Wen Zhiliang to answer, he gently shook the green and yellow gourd in his hand against Wen Zhiliang.

Wen Zhiliang smiled heartily, did not refuse, but took a long sip of wine, and he rarely laughed: "I don't know if the poor road is drunk, or drunk, or the high-ranking and vulgar people." Poor Dao only knows that his heart is not drunk, whether it is wine or the delicacies of the heavenly elixir ......" Wen Zhiliang said this, his expression changed slightly, and he bowed to this crazy old man.

Wen Zhiliang ascended Sendai again!

The old man saw that Wen Zhiliang's words stopped abruptly, and he was not impatient, he bowed down and sat on the ground without any superior demeanor. The wine was leisurely, and he was sad, and after Wen Zhiliang's face had the purple qi circulating six times, he smiled and said, "Today, Wen Zhiliang will ascend to the second floor of Sendai again." ”

Wen Zhiliang opened his calm eyes, looked up at the sky and white clouds, and then looked at the old man in front of him who was drinking, and he smiled: "It turns out that I rubbed a pot of wine with Master. ”

The old man smiled, stretched out his dirty hand and took out a golden book, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty personally wrote the imperial seal, and you can naturally seal the luck of one party and subdue the demons if you receive the imperial decree." ”

Wen Zhiliang accepted the will with a smile, turned around and entered the house, and lightly placed the book on an incense table under the statue of the Salvation Heavenly Venerable to burn incense and salute. When Wen Zhiliang turned to come out, the old man had long since disappeared. Wen Zhiliang did not pursue, but looked at the world in the east, his eyes were dotted with stars, and his clothes were slightly cold.

After the old man left Luohu Temple, he did not leave Luohu Village, but walked all the way around the village to watch, and every time the yellow gourd on his waist was gone, he went to the crowded place, crying and shouting, until some villagers who could not bear to look at it could not bear to take out a sip of wine that they were reluctant to drink for a year or two, he drank a few sips and laughed away. After more than half a month, the old man went down the waterway to Wu Yue.