Chapter 60: The Old Storyteller
The wharf, crowded with people, may not be as prosperous as the city, but the liveliness is far better than the city. Countless topless Liba carrying goods on the ship, countless stalls selling cheap goods, and a few acrobatic troupes and storytellers, surrounded by many people.
Yun Xiaoxie finally bought a little green donkey for seven taels of silver, led him behind him, walked to a place to tell a story, stretched out his head to look, and saw a short, fat and gray old man sitting behind a broken table, there was a pot of tea and a piece of wood on the table, and on the left hand side of the bad old man stood a little girl with big eyes, no more than eight or nine years old, with a lovely smile.
On the right hand side of the bad old man, he leaned on a white cloth curtain held up with bamboo poles, on which were written the four big characters "Joke about the world".
At this time, the bad old man was talking about the battle of the Golden Dome of Shushan six hundred years ago, this story is known to three-year-old children in the world, but it seems that from the mouth of this bad old man, it feels very different. This place is at the foot of Emei, and on weekdays, the people nearby respect the Shushan faction in Mount Emei as a god, and many people are listening at this moment.
I only heard the bad old man slap the wood on the table, and the broken table trembled slightly, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment, but it still persevered and did not break.
“...... At that time, the head of the Shushan Sect, Xiaoyaozi, was so virtuous, and he was showing his might on top of that golden roof, especially the ancient Shushan Sect's Ancient Zhen Sect Strange Treasure Hao Heavenly Mirror......, which was even more powerful in his old man's hands!
"Grandpa, what happened after that?" cried the little girl next to her, blinking her eyes wide.
The bad old man pinched his beard, paused, and said, "Although the predecessors of Xiaoyaozi are powerful, after all, there are many people in the Demon Sect, and although they killed the four Demon Monarch Elders, they were also seriously injured. ”
Yun Xiaoyi listened interestingly, stretched out his head and shouted: "No, Xiaoyaozi was already in the realm of immortality at that time, and he had the two great treasures of Haotian Mirror and Zhutian Sword in his body, how could he be injured? You can't be nonsense, right?"
The bad old man took a look, but there were a lot of people around in front of him, and he didn't know who said it, his face stiffened, and he said with a dry smile: "The old man is naturally not a fool, Xiaoyaozi was indeed seriously injured at that time, and the disciple Li Ziye, who had just shined in the heart magic war, saw that the master was injured, and rushed up after taking the Haotian Mirror." ”
Yun Xiaoxie's face changed slightly, this is the secret of Shushan, he didn't know it before, and then he met the sleeping Li Ziye in the nameless ancient cave to know, this bad old man who told the story still knew about it.
He was about to ask, but the big-eyed little girl next to him hurriedly said: "Grandpa, this battle was caused by the legendary Wonderful Girl Cloud and Smoke Diagram, one of the eight diagrams of the Heavenly Machine, I don't know where the ancient diagram ended up?
The bad old man said slowly: "The battle of the Golden Dome, the battle between the righteous and the demons for three days and three nights, the scene was extremely chaotic, and then the Yunxia Fairy and Gu Tu also disappeared. However, whether the Eight Pictures of the Heavenly Machine really contains the mystery of immortality, in the old man's opinion, I am afraid that it is a false rumor. ”
Yun Xiaoxiao snorted: "Liar, you are an old liar!"
Everyone looked at it together, but when they saw that it was a bald young man leading a donkey, they couldn't help but laugh, and many people who listened to the book shouted one after another: "Little brother, you are still young and don't understand anything! This old gentleman said very well." ”
Yun Xiaoxiao snorted, led the donkey and left, and said in a solemn voice: "The Eight Diagrams of the Heavenly Machine are the masterpieces of the Heavenly Machine, and the secrets contained in them are not something that you ordinary people can speculate about. ”
The little girl beside the bad old man seemed to be very angry and shouted, "Little monk, do you know what the Eight Pictures of Heavenly Machines are? ”
Yun Xiaoxiao didn't look back, turned over on the donkey, and sang loudly: "Eight heavenly road clouds and clouds, only sigh east, west, north, south, and middle." Qiankun Yin and Yang are three phases, and a glimpse of the sky is shocked. Three thousand years before the Buddha, the red dust seeks immortality. Mortals don't know what the clouds mean, half kneeling and half begging the sky!"
The little girl frowned, and then wanted to theorize, and Yun Xiaoye had already ridden away on a donkey.
She snorted and turned her head to look at her grandfather, but saw that her grandfather's expression was very different at this moment, and she slowly stood up with a pair of old eyes.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
The bad old man didn't speak, and the look of surprise in his eyes flashed, as if he didn't believe it, as if he was dazed, as if there was still a little excitement that had long since disappeared into the years.
"Don't be angry, that little monk doesn't understand at all. ”
The bad old man came back to his senses and said slowly: "I'm afraid he knows better than any of us." ”
After speaking, he hurriedly packed up his things, picked up the bamboo pole and cloth curtain, and said, "Let's go." ”
"Grandpa, I don't have the money to listen to books!"
"Don't want it, don't want it......"
Yun Xiaoxiao rode the little green donkey leisurely across the dock and walked towards the wilderness ancient road in the east of Tianshui City, not worried that these people would hear these eight sentences, because these people couldn't understand it at all, even if it was his own father and other characters, at most he had only heard the first four sentences, and the last four sentences, only himself and Han Xuemei knew in the whole world.
As soon as he arrived on the wilderness ancient road, Yun Xiaoxie had just ridden up on a little green donkey, and there was a sound of tapping and tapping behind him, and he didn't care, after all, there were many business travelers, and he could meet people riding horses or donkeys from time to time.
"You were so cool. A familiar woman's voice came.
Yun Xiaoxie was stunned for a moment, and turned his head suddenly, but saw a beautiful girl in Tsing Yi riding a little green donkey following him, and who is this person Song Yourong who is not the other today?
He was surprised, "It's you!"
Song Yourong pursed his lips and smiled, "Why can't it be me?"
Yun Xiaoye tugged on the reins and said strangely: "Why are you here, your sister is a fairy?"
Song Yourong shrugged and said, "She and Chi Yan'er left by boat, Sister Yan'er saw that you were buying a donkey, for fear that you would cause trouble in the world, so she asked me to come and see you, she has already informed your sister, and the little demon sister should also be looking for it in the near future." ”
"Huh?" Yun Xiaoxie's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly slapped the green donkey's buttocks, shouting, "Run, run...... Donkey run......"
The green donkey neighed, spread its four hooves and rushed forward, although the speed was not as fast as the horse, but it was not slow, and in a blink of an eye it had rushed to more than ten zhang away.
"What are you running!" Song Yourong couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly slapped the green donkey and chased after him.
On the wilderness ancient road, the two little green donkeys were racing wantonly, but it was just a stick of incense, and the two donkeys didn't run.
In desperation, Yun Xiaoxiao could only comfort him with kind words, and after a while, the green donkey slowly stepped forward and walked forward slowly.
The blue sky and white clouds, the avenue is smooth, and the two figures are getting farther and farther away from the ancient big city Tianshui City, and finally disappear at the end of sight.
The old man holding a bamboo pole and curtain, stood at the other end of the wilderness and looked at it intently, his old face was a little vicissitudes, and the granddaughter next to him blinked her eyes wide, looking at her grandfather curiously.
"Impossible. ”
Faintly, the little girl seemed to hear her grandfather's low voice to herself, and the voice disappeared without a trace with the wind blowing from nowhere.
Six days later, on the shore of Dongting Lake in Xiangxi.
Dongting Lake, located in Xiangxi in the south of the Shenzhou mainland, is thousands of miles away from Tianshui City. Throughout the ages, Shenzhou is also known as Kyushu, which refers to the five lakes inside and the four seas outside. This Dongting Lake is one of the five lakes.
Dongting Lake, as the largest inland lake in the vast land of China, adds more mystery in this territory of Xiangxi, and has been said to be 800 miles of Dongting since ancient times. 1,300 miles southwest of Dongting Lake is the Qixing Mountain Range, which is connected to the Emei Mountain Range and forms a natural barrier that blocks the alien races in southern Xinjiang thousands of miles away on the other side of the mountain.
On this day, two green donkeys crossed the mountains and mountains and came to the shore of Dongting Lake, which is beautiful and rich in products.
In the entire huge Xiangxi, there is not a single Xiuzhen sect, only the corpse chasing family, and among the hundreds of corpse chasing families, the Qian, Liu, Wang, and Sun families are the most powerful, among which the Qian family is in Laojun Mountain in the south of Dongting Lake.
As soon as they entered the boundary of Xiangxi, Yun Xiaoxiao and Song Yourong obviously found that this place was different from other places in Middle Earth, there were many villages between the mountains and mountains, and the appearance was somewhat different from other places in Middle Earth, but it was quite similar to the foreign way of life in the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang.
However, fortunately, these villages only exist in the depths of the mountains, and they are mostly Li and Miao people, while the Han people, who account for the vast majority of the population of Xiangxi, live in villages near towns.
On the sixth day of the journey, the food and drink dew, Yun Xiaoyi and Song Yourong were all dusty, with sleepiness and fatigue on their faces, and even the two little donkeys riding were already three times thinner than when they were in Tianshui City six days ago.
Walking out of a heavy group of mountains, there is a group of mountains in the eye, and at dusk, the two finally came to the west side of Dongting Lake, the endless calm water surface slightly turned over with faint ripples, under the illumination of the golden sunset, the water waves turned into a brilliant gold, dazzling.
Yun Xiaoxie turned over and got off the donkey, stretched out his hands, and laughed: "Dongting Lake!
Song Yourong is obviously much more emotional than Yun Xiaoxie, she is obsessed with the scenery in front of her, unlike Yun Xiaoxie.
He looked around and said, "There doesn't seem to be a town nearby, the scenery here is good, let's spend the night here tonight." ”
"Agreed!" Yun Xiaoye snapped his fingers, then patted the little green donkey's buttocks, and shouted: "You go find some grass to eat yourself, don't try to escape, otherwise I will slaughter your donkey meat buns!"
The two little green donkeys didn't know if they really understood his words, they neighed twice, their voices were hoarse and ugly, Song Yourong frowned, and felt that the scenery was ruined.