Since the young man was puzzled, his heart was like a boulder, and he couldn't press it well. He pondered the words of the two of them, and wanted to get an answer, but he couldn't find the slightest reason for breaking his head. I want to ask, but I am afraid that the girl will despise her shallow knowledge and provoke her to laugh at her. At the thought of this, the boy cringed a little. He cowered, both burning at the moment of doubt and self-reproach for his own shallowness and ignorance. The young man was troubled for a moment, so he went to look at the old man to get some clues. But when he looked at the old man, he saw that he held his head and did not speak, and his expression was full of pain, and the young man was worried and afraid when he saw this, so he gently pulled the girl's sleeve and pointed at the old man.

The girl didn't realize it, still staring at the old man. Through the faint sunlight, I saw that his eyebrows were knotted, and his expression was already distorted and painful at the moment, and Zhao Qingrou couldn't help but worry at this moment. She put away the brass bell and stood still.

Li Zhiyu stepped forward quickly, untied the simple clothes woven by the grass blades on the old man's chest, and stretched out his slender fingers to press on many acupuncture points in Zhongneguan, hoping that he would return to his previous posture. Helplessly, the old man still rolled his eyes, how could there be any signs of waking up. Seeing this, the young man tried his best to save him, and even took out the scroll given by Wen Zhiliang and pressed the fingering method of many Dao Gate points recorded on the scroll, but he pressed down on such a set of combination punches, and the old man was still drowsy.

Li Zhiyu saw that he was still drowsy and unconscious, and he couldn't help but be in a hurry under the external and internal worries, and even silently recited in his heart many words that those scholars disdained and even ridiculed and criticized, such as Amitabha Buddha and Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, in order to seek God's mercy and blessing, and let this old man wake up early. But after reading it a few times, not only was it ineffective, but the old man's breath became weaker and weaker. Later, the young man even recited some poems that were written quite reasonably, and thought that those classic articles that could make him sometimes amazing could make the old man stand up and turn over with a carp, but it turned out that he was wrong.

Zhao Qingrou opened a pair of slippery eyes, looking at the young man's serious appearance of reciting poems and books, and looking at the old man's demeanor. It wasn't until later that the young man recited the sentence "Since ancient times, the sages have been poor, not to mention that my generation is lonely and straight", when a slight smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, the girl squatted down with a smile, stretched out the smooth palm, and slapped it on the old man's fleshy face. The old man was in pain, he turned over since he was a carp, looked at the young man and laughed, and when he found Zhao Qingrou's stern eyes, he turned into pity again. Although it does not have the bright and moving posture of a young girl, it has more resentment and tactfulness. It wasn't until a smile appeared on the girl's face that he looked at the girl with a flattering look and reached out to grasp the thick rope.

"Are you sure you're okay, old man?" asked the young man suspiciously, approaching the old man a little closer, and reaching out to cut off the old man's injuries in some simple and ordinary way.

The old man replied unappreciatively: "What is the old gentleman?" Do you mean I'm old, or do you mean I'm a gentleman? Or do you have to tell the difference between me and me? Seeing that you have just recited so many scriptures, pray that God will bless me to wake up early, and the old man will not worry too much about your doll. The old man shook his head and shook his head. Even at the moment, it seems to be a little free.

The young man was speechless for a moment when he heard this, and his eyebrows were full of astonishment. Zhao Qingrou heard the conversation between the two, she sneered, neither comforting the silent young man at the moment nor helping the old man, but still looking at the old man with beautiful eyes.

The old man noticed the little girl's ill-intentioned gaze, and his body shook suddenly, and his teeth trembled, and he actually felt a little shuddered. "But I don't know what kind of trick this little girl has come up with to deal with my old man with such a look. He muttered.

After a long time, the old man saw that the little girl still didn't move, neither took out the string of demon bells to deter the old man, nor did he ask for words, just stared at himself directly. He was worried and afraid, and he was a little confused for a while.

The trees are rustling, and the grass and trees are sounding. The cool breeze of the evening swept the cheeks of the two of them, taking away a lot of heat in their hearts. Li Zhiyu saw that Zhao Qingrou had not moved for a long time, and he hesitated for a long time before asking, "Zhao Qingrou, why didn't I understand a word of what you said just now?" ”

Zhao Qingrou shook her head and smiled, not paying attention, but still smiling at the silent old man in front of her.

The old man saw the girl's eyes burning, and looked at himself like those old gourmets salivating at a plate of delicious carp. Thinking of the word carp, he shook his body and took two steps back, and when he saw the girl stretch out her left hand to touch the bell tied to her right hand, the old man was so frightened that his face was blank, and he crawled back again.

The old man cried and begged: "Little ancestor, little old man, I still need to support my old mother, and I have a wife and children waiting to be fed." Even if you don't pity me and beg for mercy at my age, you have to think that my family's life is not easy. ”

Although the little girl's behavior is quite tricky and eccentric, it is not a big traitor. When she saw what the old man said was touching, and thought of her father's loving state, she also softened her heart at this moment and put away the copper bell on her wrist.

But putting away the brass bell doesn't mean that the little girl doesn't want to know the secrets on him. The expression on Zhao Qingrou's face remained unchanged, and the look in her eyes when she looked at the old man was self-evident.

The old man still talked about him left and right, not that the scenery is good today, or that this forest is full of spiritual energy, and it is really the best place for self-cultivation and fitness. But the little girl was still unmoved, and looked quite impatient. Seeing this, the old man rolled his eyes, approached the girl slightly, and asked softly: "Little girl, how do you have such a foreign body magic weapon?" The old man saw that your hands and feet were not calloused, and his breath did not have a long and continuous feeling, as if he had neither beaten his body nor exercised his muscles and bones. So how can you drive this demon bell?"

Zhao Qingrou smiled and didn't answer, and took out the copper bell on her wrist and shook it gently, but the frequency was extremely slow, and chatting was better than nothing, just joking. Seeing this, the old man's eyes sparkled, and he grinned, taking this opportunity not to escape, but when to stay!

He clenched his teeth and stretched out two fat palms to cover his ears, first resisting the discomfort caused by the shaking of the bell. Then when the girl stopped shaking the copper bell with her wrist, the old man laughed, and his body quickly retreated, and his body turned, but half of his body had already been drilled into the soil, and he looked at the girl who was angry with the bell, and his expression was full of pride.

"You, you ......," Zhao Qingrou shouted angrily.

"I, what's wrong with me! Although the little old man does not have the great power of the real person, nor does he have a thousand-year-old demon, he is a martial artist with a strong physique. But if I had been so incompetent, I would have become a snack for fishermen and diners. The old man shook his head, as if he was quite comfortable with the little girl's momentary hesitation and escaped. He sighed slightly and said: "There are invincible opponents in the world, and there are no two people in the world." He laughed, and when he saw the girl's footsteps stomping on the ground and shaking the brass bell in his hand, he did not retreat, but grimaced as much as he could.

When the girl seemed to be angry, shaking the brass bell more and more, the old man Rao is far away at the moment had to secretly scold this little girl for being too vicious. He bent his upper body slightly, his head on the ground, and ignored the angry girl, but burrowed into the dirt at once. Zhao Qingrou saw the old man hidden on the ground, and looked at the rope on the ground with wonderful eyes, and her face was strange.

When the old man's figure was completely submerged on the ground, Zhao Qingrou smiled slightly and did not pull the rope hard. When she estimated in her heart that the old man had run a short distance at the moment, the girl smiled slightly, slowly lifted the rope, and after a moment of pulling, a bald head with thinning hair appeared on the ground.

The old man was trying to drill down, intending to find an undercurrent in the ground so that he could sneak into the river and escape. He exerted strength on his back and walked on his feet, and the speed was extremely fast in one volt together. Just a cup of tea kung fu has already escaped more than ten zhang distance, looking at the left and right are pitch black, when he thinks he is safe and worry-free, he pauses his figure, in his mind imaginary girl jumping anxiously look, can't help laughing. It was just when he was extremely happy, but he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, and his body was actually lifted up. When there was a blurred light in front of him, he was already thrown to the ground by the girl again. The girl had a smile on her face and a faint anger in her eyes.

"Damn, this damn fox! Not only did she abolish Lao Tzu's hundred-year cultivation with one claw, but she also let Lao Tzu pull this endless rope day and night, but I don't know what her intentions are. bullied Lao Tzu like this, and also said in the name of letting Lao Tzu exercise, so that the carp could leap into the dragon gate as soon as possible and turn into a real dragon and go away. , this bastard thing. The old man gritted his teeth and scolded, and when he saw the little girl's almost fire-breathing eyes, he said with a hippie smile: "Little girl, do you say that she is not a thing?" ”

The girl's expression changed slightly when she heard these words, and her beautiful eyes were full of thoughts and doubts, what is this fox? She looked at the old man's expression, and her eyes flashed as if she was discerning the truth of the old man's words. When the old man saw that the girl was staring at him and was not in his place, his expression was nervous, and he had a flash of inspiration, and he stretched out his hand and kept wiping his cheek, until later a cry came from his throat. When the boy walked up to him and tugged at the sleeve of his vine-made shirt, the old man lifted his somewhat huge head and looked at him with red eyes.

When the old man saw the young man standing silently, he looked quite angry, and the old man looked happy. Quietly stretched out his hand and pulled the rope that he had not broken for countless days and nights, only pulling him panting, sweating back, but the rope was still like a martial arts master Let you wind and waves, I walked leisurely.

In desperation, he had to stretch out his stubby arm and pull the girl's sleeve, looking at the girl who was still groaning with a flattering face. Zhao Qingrou's natural expression was still the same, and when she saw that his arm was raised and moved to grab the copper bell tied to her wrist, the girl's eyes widened, and her wrist moved lightly to shake the copper bell.

"Little girl, don't! Don't! We are all people in the rivers and lakes, aren't we? What do the people in the rivers and lakes pay the most attention to, righteousness! Righteousness! Look at the old man, I met you unexpectedly in this forest, and it can be regarded as fate. You see, if you don't ring the brass bell, I won't run away. After the old man finished speaking, his face was a little aggrieved, and he seemed to feel that he had suffered a big loss in this transaction. After saying that, he straightened his waist again and lifted his thin-haired head, which was quite reasonable.

The girl still ignored it, she carefully looked at the long rope tied to the old man's body a few times, sighed and said: "It is difficult to fly with wings, it is difficult to be powerful, it is difficult!" The old man heard that the little girl's words were a little sympathetic at this moment, and he said with a crying voice: "Little girl, you see the old man and I are in such shape, and there is no need to say much about the hardships and sufferings. It seems that we have been subjected to a lot of humiliation by being tied to a long vine, but you can see that I have lived a very long life. I haven't talked about suffering over the years, but I have also experienced a lot of warmth and warmth in the world, if you are willing to make the old man suffer, the old man will not mind. But I want to remind you that many of the people who bullied me, whether they were people or monsters, went to the Yama Temple" After he finished speaking, he wiped his teary eyes again, and his expression was both sad and a little indifferent. The little girl looked at the dim sky leisurely, ignoring the old man's expression that she had managed to disguise. The old man had no choice but to look at the quiet young man on the side, and thought to himself: You are talking the fuck!

The helpless young man was thinking about what he had seen and heard all the way from the small mountain village, and he had seen and heard all the way.

The young man pondered in his heart: "Since there are such things as monsters in this world, then why have I never seen them for more than ten years." And what does Zhao Qingfeng mean when he looks back at the so-called bridge of death, and never sees the people in the yang world again? Since he knows the conscience and the law, how can he not kill the demons and monsters in the world and eliminate harm for the people. He asked himself many questions, but he couldn't figure out the answers to any of them. The young man's ears were red, his eyes were eager, and he thought hard for a long time, but he still couldn't. Later, he felt that his chest was full of boredom and irritability. Looking up at the vast sky slightly, there are many incomprehensions about this vast world in my eyes, as well as a dark expectation for what I will experience next.

"The scenery has never looked back, and since then I have been obsessed with the remnants of my life. I wonder if I'm in a state of obsession?" the boy muttered in a low voice, unable to think about it, and he simply stopped thinking about it. Just let the evening breeze of the mountains and forests blow across his cheeks, taking away the tiredness and boredom of the day.

In fact, Li Zhiyu is not wrong to think about demons in the world, after all, what the young man has seen and heard along the way has broken his cognition for more than ten years, and no matter who is in this situation, he will be extremely interested in getting the answer. What's more, it is a young man who has just come out of the market and turned into the vast world. But the young man forgot, in addition to Zhao Qingfeng's great mercy of giving up his body to cultivate for one person to suppress half of the Great Chu, he still has a great god by his side for more than ten years-Zhao Shuli has been by his side day and night!

The old man looked at the young man for a long time, and saw that he was still just looking at the canopy that he had been bored with for countless days and nights, and his heart was both helpless and bitter. I had to turn to the girl who looked slightly better at the moment, and said with a hippie smile: "Little girl, what is this thing on your wrist." The old man has never seen such a strange thing in his hundred years of life, so he must have a great future. It's just that the old man is curious, I wonder what else it can do except make me and other ghosts manifest?"

The girl smiled slyly, but did not answer. He said to himself, "Can you judge the good fortune and misfortune of the evil and the good and the bad?" or pick the stars and judge the reason, and think alone about the world?" The girl was silent.

He said again: "Is it possible to find out the cause of yin and yang, and think about the world's reason?, or to cut off the cause and effect of a hundred years, and cut off the red silk of the old moon?" The girl rolled her eyes, still silent.

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A little farther away, a large branch twitched, and a lot of branches and leaves fell. It is also very common for trees to drop branches and leaves, and there is no fuss. But the strange thing is that after the branches and stems fell to the ground, they were not swept away by the autumn breeze that gradually turned into a cool breeze in autumn, but turned into four living people.

The four of them turned into human forms, looked at each other, and there was a little smile on the corner of their mouths. When they turned their heads to look at the big tree, the older one scolded: "Aren't you fucking cultivating for 700 years? Aren't you going to swallow Lao Tzu's 100 years of cultivation? Don't you want Lao Tzu to be your branches, leaves, rhizomes? I'll fuck you, you came and swallowed Lao Tzu and gave it a try." After the man finished speaking, Wuzi still felt angry in his heart, and he ran over again and kicked the tree a few times.

A slightly short man beside him saw that he kept kicking the big tree, and hurriedly ran over and stopped him. He turned to face the tree and kowtowed to the tree a few times.

"Roots, don't talk nonsense. This old demon has been cultivating for 700 years, and now it is just that the White Fox King has made an appointment to leave, and he has left his true body here. If it comes back suddenly, then it's up to you to see what you do. ”

When the root of the tree heard this, his expression changed, and then he said indifferently: "It's okay! It seems that every day it has become a whetstone for the old demon to wash his muscles and bones, and Lao Tzu thinks that it is better to be happy. ”

The short man helplessly held his forehead, looked at the other two and said: "No matter how this old demon bullies us and others, at least at this moment I am still free, it is better than being guarded by the old Taoist priest and pressing me to live breathlessly." The White Fox King instructed the old demon to pass on the message, saying that let's go find an old carp who has just reached the threshold of transformation as a cultivator. Now I'd better wait to find him and finish my errand. Bark branches, what do you think?"

The other two men bowed their heads when they heard this.

Since the few people agreed on the words, and the White Fox King passed down the message, the four of them did not dare to slack off in the slightest. The root of the tree is the strongest and most powerful, and it is natural that the root walks in front and opens the way first. As for the other three, they walked on both sides of the road, rummaging inch by inch for the old carp in their mouths.

Let's say that what the old man said was sinking day by day, and he still kept talking, and finished pulling out the bell for all kinds of wonderful uses. For example, if the bell can be shaken, there will be a golden armor god with a jade decree to enshrine the immortal position, whether the bell is shaken, the earth will shake the earth, and the world will be flooded, whether the bell can be shaken, whether it can show the desires of all living beings in the world.

The old man talked and chattered and developed many unheard-of uses for bells. Later, Zhao Qingrou was already drowsy when she heard it. Li Zhiyu stood aside, and when he saw that it was getting late, he coughed lightly twice, interrupting the old man's words.