Suizhou, on a mountain road on the Black Pine Slope, a group of three people were hurrying on the road. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The leader was a middle-aged Taoist with a face like a crown of jade, a Xuanyun pattern Xuanqing colored Taoist robe, followed by two sixteen or seventeen-year-old Taoist children in Tsing Yi.

Two Taoist boys, one with a loyal face and the other with a handsome appearance, are like a combination of a rich child and a scholar, but they are wearing the same clothes.

This person's footsteps seem to be a leisurely stroll, and ordinary people take a walk, but in fact, one step is a long step, three or four meters, and ordinary people walk several steps away. Therefore, although this Dao person is not slow, the two Dao boys behind him have to trot all the way to keep up.

The two boys were red-faced, sweaty, and out of breath, and it seemed that the three of them had made a short journey. Therefore, the people of the Realm Dao are all rough with a few fists and feet, and they are young and strong, if it is a short distance, they will not be so unbearable.

"The Lord of the Gods has performed the Divine Practice Law again!"

That loyal and honest Taoist boy seems to have a closer relationship with the Taoist. He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, couldn't help but complain, and then asked: "Lord, we have run for dozens of miles, and we really can't stand it, can you take a break for a while?"

It seems that the master of the view is very self-contained, but he still has an indifferent face, does not look back, and replied dryly: "This black pine slope is the place where the defeated army of General Zhang Xutuo and King Xia at the end of the Sui Dynasty fought. Are you sure you want to rest here?"

When a child heard this, he shivered, and then looked up at the sky, but it was the west of the day, and it was only less than half an hour away.

Hurriedly shook his head like a rattle: "No rest, no rest." ”

The viewer smiled to himself and ignored him.

This caused a child to turn around and encourage: "Little Brother Qin, work harder." Let's go faster, it's not too late to rest after this black pine slope. ”

This little brother Qin is naturally Qin Zheng, and the master is naturally Pu Qingzi.

Qin Zheng seemed to be tired and had no strength to speak, so he just reached out and wiped his sweat, and nodded "um".

The strange thing is that although he looks weak, the pace under his feet is a little faster than before.

It turned out that hearing this, Qin Zheng's heart was also cold and numb, according to the situation encountered along the way in the past few days, this viewer would not lie and coax, he said that there are ghosts in this place, then there must be a place here. If not, this viewer can also cast a spell to deter a few ghosts to come out.

Therefore, when he thought of the terrible situation of running after nightfall with a hundred ghosts and chasing him all over the mountains, he found that his exhausted and sore feet gave birth to some new strength, and his steps were naturally faster.

Park Qingzi seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, although he didn't look back, his every move could not be concealed from him. The corners of his mouth twitched, he smiled imperceptibly, and said dryly: "Ten miles in another way, it will be out of the boundary of the Black Pine Slope." ”

This is emotionless, just like the voice of a robot in later generations, but to Qin Zheng and Zhi Yitong, it is like a heavenly sound. The two of them glanced at each other, both of them were happy, they shouted in unison, and their feet worked together, since they briefly surpassed Pu Qingzi.

Looking at the two boys who seemed to have been chased by dogs and ran wildly, Pu Qingzi couldn't help but shake his head, smiled, and then followed unhurriedly.

The three backs gradually faded away.

Half an hour later, about two or three miles away from Heisongpo, there was an abandoned land temple on the side of the road. Qin Zheng and Zhiyitong, who were as tired as dead dogs, collapsed on the broken futon, panting like the wind. Pu Qingzi shook his head, got up and tore off a large piece of yellowed curtain, and then dragged down the land lord, and with one palm, he was cleaved to pieces and turned into a pile of wooden pieces and slag.

After doing this, he turned his head to the two juniors, nodded slightly, and then turned around and pulled a relatively clean futon on the ground, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Zhi Yizi stabbed Qin Zheng and said breathlessly: "Playing with fire... Still is... You're in business, you're... First, I'll take a break. ”

Qin Zheng gave him a blank look, and reluctantly got up and meditated and breathed.

Zhi Yizi waited for a while, but there was no movement, and when he opened his eyes, he was still meditating, and he couldn't help urging: "Okay, hurry up, I nibbled on a few cold steamed buns at noon, and my stomach was so hungry that I growled." ”

Qin Zheng said angrily: "It was almost soon, but you quarreled and lost it." Shut up if you want to eat early!"

"Okay, I won't bother you, you hurry up. ”

"Huh?" Qin Zheng turned his head and glared.

"Alright, alright, I won't talk about it. ”

"Shut up, or you?"

"Okay, I'll shut up. Zhi Yizi smiled, and when he saw that the other party's gaze was not good, he hurriedly covered his mouth consciously.

Qin Zheng was also speechless, at first he had the intention of pulling a relationship, and deliberately befriended this person, but unexpectedly, this thing was a chatter and a scoundrel. Let his own hard work go down the drain, and a few hundred taels of silver can be regarded as throwing it into the river.

But having said that, in this Zhiyizi, he found a trace of the feeling of getting along with his classmates in the university dormitory in his previous life. So although the two of them are always raising the bar, they feel pretty good about each other. Although this product is broken, it is more fun along the way. Park Qingzi is very Muna, and often can't hit two farts in three days.

Qin Zheng glared at the goods fiercely, and after sitting for a while, he felt that a trace of true qi had finally recovered in his body, and he made a gesture, and in the continuous urging and contempt of Zhi Yizi, he barely sent out a trace of fire smaller than his hair, which fell on the pyre, and slowly lit a bonfire.

After lighting the firewood, he didn't care about the goods, followed the example of Pu Qingzi, sat on the futon by himself, and watched and breathed.

"Hey, every time I make water and cook to serve you, as the saying goes, eat three meals and return one table, I've been doing it for seven or eight days, why should you do it once?"

Zhi Yizi muttered and complained for a while, and seeing that no one paid attention to him, he had no choice but to reluctantly get up, turn out the burden, and then walk to the front of the shrine, tear off the incense burner, empty the incense ash, and then pinch the recipe to send out a stream of water, clean the incense burner, put it on the fire, wash rice and cook rice.

Doing this in his hand, his mouth was not idle, he complained loudly, Qin Zheng was impatient to hear it, and replied: "Are you really sure you want me to cook?"

"Count you ruthless!"

remembered the last time Qin Zheng made a thing that the pigs didn't eat, and Zhi Yizi instantly became dumbfounded.

Qin Zheng quietly opened his eyes and glanced at the goods. Secretly smug smiled: Fight with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can't cook in two lifetimes combined, the three of us are from a restaurant, who the you don't cook?

Indeed, Qin Zheng only made instant noodles in his previous life, but in this life, he is even more brocade clothes and jade food, and his index finger does not occupy the spring water. Park Qingzi maybe, but, in this environment, thinking about this problem, is especially brain-dead!

Zhi Ichiko was also nimble in his hands and feet, and after a while, the unique aroma of rice wafted in the hall.

The meal was ready, but the fire gradually became smaller. Chichiko pulled out three large bowls from the baggage, cleaned them, and filled them with rice. shouted: "Qin Zheng, there is no fire." Get some firewood. ”

Qin Zheng took off the sword behind his back, "Bang", and threw it in front of him, pointing at the lonely land woman on the altar, and then closed his eyes again.

"Do you believe it or not, I'm going to kill you?", Chichiko raised his fist.

"Shhh!", Qin Zheng pointed to the mud bodhisattva who seemed to be sitting upright Pu Qingzi.

"Damn!" Zhi Yizi was dumbfounded, hating and raising his middle finger at the other party, helplessly lifting the sword to work.

It didn't take long for the dish to be ready.

It is said to be a dish, but it is actually beef and wild vegetable soup. However, Zhi Yizi's craftsmanship is not bad, and this soup is also fragrant. Whether Pu Qingzi is really taciturn or pretending to be a master, Qin Zheng doesn't know, but he can be sure that this person's nose must be very bright, and there is absolutely no rhinitis.

As soon as the meal was ready, he woke up. Don't say a word, just pick up your share and get started.

Although Taoism is different from Confucianism, it also pays attention to sleeping without saying anything, and eating without speaking. There was nothing to say at the moment, and the three of them were eating silently.

After the meal, Pu Qingzi wiped his mouth, put the bowl down, and returned to meditate on the futon.

It's just cooking, but Qin Zheng can't escape this dishwashing matter no matter what. At that moment, he asked Zhiyizi to get some water again, cleaned up the house, and fought with him for a while, and then the two went to the open space in front of the palace, each practiced his fists and feet, and after eating, he returned to the temple, and was about to meditate and practice as before.

Hearing it, Pu Qingzi said lightly: "It's been half a month in a flash, and you are still hard-working, so let's tell you some basic common sense of cultivation!"

For most of the month, I was in a hurry every day. When asked about the Taoist affairs, the contemplator just ignored them and didn't give a word of advice. They're getting used to it. I didn't think that today I was very compassionate and talked about this cultivation matter.

Qin Zheng and Zhi Yizi were both overjoyed, busy concentrating, and quietly pricked up their ears.