Ask the sky,

After sunset and dusk,

The sunset is like the rising sun, still vibrant.

The red glow wanders with the birds, and the green bamboo sways with the evening wind.

The lush mountains are like people celebrating the New Year, and they are dressed in a red and bright robe.

Ask outside the Tianshan Pass.

The lonely jujube red pony is lonely at the foot of the mountain, obediently stepping on its hooves, bowing its head and chewing tender grass, swimming leisurely.

In the distance, dozens of feet away, above the square.

One hundred and ten sturdy horses, leisurely forming a semi-full moon. In the half-full moon, one hundred and ten disciples of each academy sat and slept on the spot leisurely. From time to time, he chatted and laughed and ridiculed from time to time, and he also looked leisurely.

Happiness knows no bounds...

"Huh... Here you go..."

"Come and come, there is wine and meat, and you have to fill your stomach first to watch a play..."

Farther away, several tall young men, twisting some bamboo baskets, shouting, walked back from the nearby wine shop...

The food is fragrant, and the wine and meat are even more fragrant.

Those bamboo baskets are full of delicious food and wine. Full, several large baskets. From afar, you can smell the aroma wafting from it.

It's dinner time.

"Come on, come on... Take what you want, and take care of it. ”

"Eh, good Nirvana, there is eating, drinking, and playing, this whistle is comfortable..."

"Brother Hu, don't say it, if you can find a few girls to play and sing here, then it's called moisturizing..."

"Haha... Shall I give you another lamb's cot and let you go and be happy?"

"Haha..."

Several young people who walked there put down their baskets, each took some wine and food, and sat aside. One after another, the disciples of the various academies who were chatting leisurely in Shanghai also gathered around, took away some meals that suited their tastes, and then continued to chat...

All of them look unsatisfied, and these spies don't seem to be dedicated at all.

No wonder, though.

This asks what is the situation in the world, and it makes people promise life and death.

I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such shameless.

It is not uncommon for people to hang themselves in the river and elope to rob their relatives for the sake of the word "love". However, an out-of-body child, for the word "love", stalked and fought against the power of the king, that is unheard of.

And, today, there is just such a shameless out-of-body person, who is staging such a big drama of "Lai Rabbit Fighting Tiger", and he is still acting vigorously and enjoying.

So, it's not just the 100 people sitting here who are waiting to watch the show.

This looks up,

Look at the sky, the mountainside, next to the plank road, and the pavilion of the building. Countless sackcloth robes, or wine to the sky, or ear to ear, or chew food, are also waiting...

Looking down again,

Looking ten miles inside and outside, restaurants and restaurants, Qinglou Huafang. Whether he is a merchant or a gentleman, he is only free, so he probes out the window, casts his eyes on the West Mountain, and looks for it.

I hope that the green shirt that has been played for a day has flown back again.

"Huh... Don't eat it... They're back!"

I don't know who it was, but I first noticed a flash of blue light in the southern sky. Immediately afterwards, he exhaled loudly, attracting a round of thousands of looking eyes.

"Son..."

Above the clouds,

As the blue light approached, the whistling gradually cleared.

Qingguang is a big bird that is coming quickly, and it is so fast that one breath is miles away. The length and width are three feet eight, the feather color is half white with green, and the shape is like a big eagle...

It's the bird ride of the Seven Stars!

At this time, there were two people standing on the bird. A green shirt is draped in a red robe. A black dress is dressed in a red scarf, with a three-foot Qingfeng on his back, and seven yellow pieces of paper are sealed.

... It's Xia Xun and Mo Xian!

Looking down, his expression was grim...

"Northeast two, lower thirteen, don't keep your hands this time, be more vigorous. ”

"If you push harder, you're going to have problems. ”

“......”

The conversation between the two was very hurried.

As soon as he spoke, the bird had swept over the mountain.

"No matter, come again!"

"Well..."

Xia Xun said urgently, and Mo Xian responded lightly.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Xian stretched out his two hands to hold Xia Xun's waist, and slammed him, skillfully lifting him in the air and lifting him above his head. It's like a woodcutter carrying a big axe, about to chop wood...

"Are you ready?"

"Come!"

"Yikes!!"

Asked coldly, and answered resolutely.

Mo Xian just shouted, and the hands of the "axe" exerted their strength in vain and threw it vigorously!

Throw!

"Rush..."

"Ahh

A cyan figure, accompanied by the sound of breaking the wind, exclaimed. Like a meteor outside the sky, it was dropped by someone from beyond the clouds. The force of this fall was so fierce that the wind in the air alone could distort the facial features of a human figure. This speed is so fast, a touch of green shirt turns into a streamer, and it passes hundreds of ten zhang in an instant.

And the target is the small bamboo house on the top of the mountain!

A meteor in the sky, breaking the wind sharply. The bamboo forest on the mountain is quickly enlarged and comes into view. In the blink of an eye, the green shirt cut through the sky and arrived at great speed. Coming soon...

There are dozens of feet left!

Suddenly!

"Instantly!"

No surprises, the same as before.

A purple light suddenly swept by!

After the staggering, after the sunset...

Nope.

That's it.

The wind is calm, the wind is light.

The meteor is wrong purple, and it is gone in the blink of an eye, and there is nothing left. It's as if nothing ever happened, empty.

The birds in the sky, skillfully flapping their wings, turned in a small circle, cut a cloud, and quietly came and flew quietly into the distance.

Everything seems so natural, some people expect it, but no one is surprised.

"This is the 278th time, right?"

"Yes, it should be. It's just that this time it's a little better..."

Ask the side of the Tianshan Mountain, outside the buildings that stand along the mountain, between the plank roads.

Four old Confucians, either holding the pipa in their hands or caressing the strings of the piano, sat cross-legged on the spot. The sound of the piano is accompanied by the pipa, rippling in the corner of the mountain with the wind. Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, and the green bamboo grows together in the sky. Here, although there is no small bridge and flowing water, the clear shadow of the bamboo forest and the empty valley are also elegant.

It's a good place to watch a play.

"It's more than 40 feet, and it's really improved. ”

"If you can't get it, our pavilion master, we're going to plant it here today... Ha ha. ”

"It's not going to..."

"The ants shook the mountain, just by this means, even if they let those two boys play for another year and a half, they will not be able to fall to the ground. ”

"Haha..."

“......”

Looking at the distance from the top of the mountain, the sunset blends with the sunset. The faces of several old men were full of things. With that pale hair and kind face, it is like four rejuvenating naughty boys.

That's not true. ”

"Wow..."

It was an old man who played the piano who spoke, and he quickly and casually plucked the strings, and a pleasant trill echoed.

"Until the last minute, you can't make up your mind..."

"Even though, this kid has become crazy. But, with his brain, I'm afraid he can't do such things that make him suffer. I'm afraid there are still some doorways buried here. ”

The sound of the piano starts, and the sound of the flute stops. The trills go, and the mountains echo.

The old man who was playing the flute put the bamboo flute on the piano table. Sideways smiled: "That's what I said. But, this kid, from the morning to now, we haven't seen him use any conspiracy..."

The old man who stroked the qin smiled at each other: "Haha, he hides deeply." If you can't see it during the day, you may be able to see it at night. ”

"What do you see?"

"Wow..."

Dry hands stroke the piano and play it again. The old Confucian replied: "Renxuan, I guess I have to ask for it." ”

“......”

The old Confucian who was blowing the flute was speechless for a while. The old man who stroked the qin looked at the sky and the clouds in the distance, the blue light that swept rapidly again. Continue to speak:

"Renxuan, take action to drive people away. The kid's two buddies took out to pick up people. This bird is gone, and people are picked up, and it only takes dozens of breaths to come and go. It's just a little bit worse than Renxuan's king speed..."

"And, more importantly, this kid is shameless enough. Two helpers take turns to fight, and every twenty back and forth, they will be replaced by one and one will be rested. These seven or eight hours, never stop tossing and turning..."

"Tossing up to now, Renxuan probably hasn't eaten a bite of Anle Rice yet..."

“......”

"Instantly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound of breaking wind in the distant sky.

A purple light pierced through the sky and flashed across the bird's back. Immediately afterwards, Zimang disappeared into the sky with the green shirt. The big bird that swept in was the same as last time, flapping its wings and turning around and flying into the distance...

"What if you can't eat? Renxuan Cheng Wang said that it has been ten years, even if he doesn't eat or drink for ten days and a half months, it doesn't necessarily have any effect, right?" The old man who was sitting against the mountain stone on the side looked at the sky and asked puzzled.

The old man who stroked the qin waved his hand and said with a smile: "Neither nor not..."

"This ghost plot is full of ruthless methods to kill people without seeing blood. Since this kid is the grandson of the ghost, how can he eat people and let you see the bones so quickly?"

“......”

said with a smile, and the other three old Confucians were speechless when they heard it, and pondered carefully. There seems to be some truth to this...

“......”

"Wow..."

The dry fingers stroked the piano, a string trembled and cried, and a song "Drunken Fishing Singing Night" spread to the mountains and forests on all sides. Sing softly...

The sunset is too empty to shine together, and the smile is proud of the smoke and clouds.

Drunk eyes and cold eyes look at the chaos of the market; who can cause trouble?

On the other side...

Outside the sound of the piano, ask the Tianshan Mountains, through the building.

The meal time has passed, and there are few people here. There are only a few Confucian scholars left who are not disturbed by the outside world, holding the book alone, reading it with their heads bored...

On the far right,

Open-air canteen, stove.

"Oh, that's interesting..."

"Even I have to suffer that kid's dumb loss, and you dare to pluck the hair on the tiger's head?

At this point, there was only one person here.

Big belly and long braids. The burly figure sat on a black-lacquered stone stake by the stove.

A big rough hand covered with calluses grabs a tender pig's trotter and puts it in its mouth from time to time to bite a few bites, eating it with relish. From time to time, I looked at the clouds on the top of the Wentian Mountain, chattered a few words, and talked to myself.

"Is he something you can mess with? With your brain, you were caught and sold by that kid, and you have to count the money for him..."

"Heh, knowing that you can't stop it, you beat it up, and you let it go when you vent the fire. You're going to have to fight with him..."

"Na~ It's okay now, make this little ghost angry, he is not finished with you, he is pestering you. You can't beat it, you can't kill it, you can't kill it, you ask the master of the Heavenly Pavilion, you are the head of Confucianism in the world, and you have been tossed by an out-of-body child all day. This is a shame and a big loss. I'd like to see how you end up..."

"Heh..."

"With that kid's stubbornness, I won't play with you for ten days and half a month......"

Before he could finish talking to himself, the cook suddenly shut up.

"Da Da Da..."

It didn't take long for a rush of footsteps to be heard in the lobby of the building.

It's a few little Confucian students holding a meal...

"Knife master, knife master, the pavilion master's food is cold again, please help Huohuo again, right?"

After several little Confucian students walked into the kitchen, they carefully placed the food on the side of the kitchen stove and said respectfully.

"Oh, I'm so discouraged. ”

Bang bang...

The knife master jumped off the stone stake, patted his greasy rough hand, and smiled.

"Tsk, this fish is fishy, I'll fry a new one..."

"Well, then, you're in for you. ”

“......”