The academy was passed on to the eldest child, and the second child embarked on a career and left the old city. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Guojia Village, which is richer than in the past, but Wang Ming's hometown has not changed, it is still an old courtyard, the old woman He Wenqing raised more than a dozen boxes of golden jade bees in the backyard, and the old man Wang Ming set up a fortune-telling hall at the head of the village to solve the confusion and fortune-telling for pedestrians.

Wang Ming and He Wenqing are both in their prime, with children and grandchildren. It's just that neither of them wants to live with their son, and they enjoy the old man's life alone in the old house.

Moreover, most of Professor Wang Ming's students have gone out in recent years, and some of them have extraordinary futures, making this former residence Guojia Village a famous treasure within a radius of 100 miles, and Wang Ming is a well-known strange person and Confucian in the area of the old mansion city.

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Handed over the academy to his eldest son, Wang Ming made a living from divination and did not want to be disturbed by his life by children.

In this area of the old city, there is a monk, a Confucian, a Confucian, Confucianism is the old dean of the Guo Academy, the iron mouth of the gods, the great Confucian Wang Ming, the disciples, the other monk, a monk is the city of the true view of the master Li Yuandao, the temple abbot Fazheng monk on the nearby low mountain, the people often come and go with each other, become friends. These three people are all well-known and wise people of the older generation in this old city, and they are admired by the people in the area.

On this day, in Wang Ming's arithmetic hall, the three of them got together to drink tea and talk about the mysteries. It is talking about the turbidity and heavy air of today, and the suffering of the people in the world, and the calamity of the people.

Speaking of which, the old man Wang Ming slapped the table and pointed at the two of them and said, "Although the red dust and turbidity in this world are getting heavier and heavier, I said that as long as this person still has hope, he will soon survive the disaster and soon usher in a new prosperous era." Since ancient times, the so-called evil does not prevail over good, and no matter what kind of thing it is, it will get through. ”

"Oh, so the Duke has already calculated the cause and future of this catastrophe?" the old monk whispered with his eyelids lowered when he heard this.

Wang Ming lay back, rubbed his old nose, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "How is it possible, you know that I can't count the heavens and the earth as immortals, and now I can only calculate that the two of you are out of my museum, and today you will encounter a frightened mad cow on the road, but you don't know the major events of this world." ”

"Hey, Ming Gong, don't talk nonsense, I didn't offend you, I didn't offend you, this is what the Fazheng monk asked. ”

The old Taoist priest on the side hurriedly stretched out his hand and said hurriedly at Wang Ming.

Sometimes Wang Ming's iron-mouthed magic is really a bit of a crow's mouth, and often the things he calculates will happen nine times out of ten.

"Hmph~" The old man Wang Ming turned his head and ignored this cunning old man. If it weren't for Wang Ming's interest in some of the mantras passed down from his ancestors in the Quanzhen Dao, Wang Ming wouldn't have wasted tea on this guy every day.

Lao Dao could only look sad, thinking about whether to stay in this reckoning hall today.

In fact, Wang Ming's tea has been wasted for several years.

"Sir, sir, Madame asked you to go back. The voice of a little girl Xiang'er came from outside the calculation hall, it was Ah Xiang's granddaughter, and now she was taking care of the two of them with Wang Ming and He Wenqing.

"Hahaha, you stinky old nine, the person in charge of you is here, why don't you hurry up and go home to serve the one in your house. ”

Lao Dao gloated at this time, clapped his hands and laughed at Wang Ming.

This Wang Ming is a well-known wife who is strict, and it is rumored that this old lady and Wang Ming were talented and beautiful when they were young, virtuous and virtuous, but when they got old, they became strict, and Wang Ming, who had nothing to do, died.

Wang Ming's complexion changed,

"I'm letting the old woman go. ”

"Xiang'er, put away the master's tea and let these two old guys leave my abacus. Wang Ming said angrily.

"Amitabha, Ming Gong, the monk is afraid that he will stay in the Ming Gong Calculation Hall for a night before leaving. The old monk said quietly.

"Yes, yes, Xiang'er girl, go back and tell the old sister-in-law, let someone send me some food, just come with some. Hahahaha"

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Back at home, the old woman He Wenqing was wearing an apron, holding a spoon in her hand, and was carrying the soup to the house with another little girl, the queen of her own year, Yue'er, as soon as she saw Wang Ming walking back from outside, she immediately put down her things and muttered to Wang Ming, "You old immortal, why did you come back, don't you know that it's time to eat." Let the girls call you every day, you will be happy, and you will be in your broken restaurant every day, and the family will not care about it. ”

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense, the juniors are here. Wang Ming said embarrassedly.

"What's wrong with the juniors, the meal is ready, do you still have to eat? ”

"Eat, eat, Madame's cooking, how could I not eat it. Look at your hands, you're tired, how can such a beautiful hand hold a spoon, put it down. ”

"Poof," his granddaughter and Xiang'er girl laughed softly.

Wang Ming blushed and pretended not to hear, and honestly followed his wife and went into the house to eat.

While walking, Wang Mingchao's Xiang'er on the side made his eyes color,

The little girl secretly went out and fetched some food for the two hungry old men in the arithmetic.

At the dinner table, He Wenqing naturally muttered for a while, Wang Ming ate to the end, and replayed the dishes and chopsticks dissatisfiedly, and then quieted down. In this way, he is still the head of the family.

Old companions, old companions, when they are old, the old couple is always quarrelling, and Wang Ming is also happy to accompany his wife to spend this nostalgic and long life.

On the dinner table, there is gold and jade honey raised by his wife, which is the best tonic for health preservation, and there are some mountain delicacies and game, all of which are sent by nearby neighbors or disciples, and of course, many of them are given by their own children and grandchildren.

This golden jade bee is a different species found by Wang Ming, and the honey brewed is not as full of aura as some spiritual honey, but it is valuable that there is a vitality hidden deep in it, and regular consumption can prolong life. This is also something that Wang Ming recruited to prolong his wife's life, and was raised by He Wenqing as his precious thing.

On the second day, the two old men left Wang Ming's abacus.

In the afternoon, another rich incense cart came from the city, the daughter of the owner of the old academy in the city, and came to He Wenqing's mother-in-law to ask for some golden jade bee honey. This woman's identity in the secret is still a spirit girl born during the Great Tribulation Period, secretly cultivating some of the early years of the 'Hundred Beast Mountain' left over from the domestication of demon beasts, this honey is what she used to cultivate young beasts, since this girl came to Guocun Academy with her father to find Wang Tianlu when she was a child, and saw the golden jade bee honey in the academy, and then in the past few years, she will come to visit He Wenqing's mother-in-law every month, and take the opportunity to ask for some honey. The girl also won the favor of her wife, and no one else gave her honey, but only this girl could take one or two cans with her every time she came.

Accompanied by old age, Wang Ming and He Wenqing are like this, and they have to go through the twilight years.

In the second year, there was a great drought in all countries of the world, and many countries reached the extreme of war and famine.

His second son, Wang Tianyan, also returned from abroad with his family to avoid war and political turmoil outside.

In the summer of this year, the old man Wang Ming stood outside his abacus hall, looking out at the outer layer of the planet and the changing red dust and turbidity, and a huge phoenix demon soul burning with black resentment was born from the ancestral star and flew into the starry sky and disappeared.

In the forty-first year, the demon wind was born and left the ancient star of life, and the ancient star reborn its aura and reopened the world of immortals.

Due to the departure of the biggest demon hidden in this ancestral star, the scourge of this great tribulation also flew away to find the place with the most monks, and this lonely ancestral star of life can once again reproduce the aura, and it will not be affected by the demon soul of the creation of the Xihuang.