The Legend of Tibet

A fairy fate

The twilight covers the mountains and greenery, and the orchid is secluded and the forest is deep.

The grass hides the sizzles, and the birds whisper into the clouds.

The poor mountain village is now, and the yellow dog barks.

A branch of roses is burning, who is it blooming for?

At the end of the spring of the eleventh year of Shi Zhenguan, at the foot of the north mountain of Longmen in Jiangzhou, on the intestines of sheep among the flowers and trees, the thin young man Yang Qi carried the letter of his family teacher and went up the mountain to find the two old immortals. What kind of old immortals? Just two old people don't die! You said that it's not good to play chess there, and you are under the cliff in the middle of the mountain! For more than ten years, ....... family teacher has also asked Yang Qi to send tea and wine every day, rain or shine, and never stop.

This send-off made him go from a snot child to a weak crown, and the seniors and juniors all went to the capital to seek a future, but he followed these two old immortals to drink some leftover wine and eat some leftover dates, and the days were bleak. Fortunately, I can see the little girl every day when I pass by the foot of the mountain to drink. In the past few years, he has become more and more handsome! The previous poem was written by Yang Qi in response to the occasion one day.

It's a long story, although this Yang Qi is cloth, but his teacher is extraordinary, and he is a disciple of Mr. Wang Tongwangda, the widow of the previous dynasty. Mr. advocates the unity of the three religions and the cultivation of immortals and Buddhas, but this son is indifferent by nature and is interested in it. became a cheap "child servant". Yang Qi didn't do less to scratch the backs of those great gods and immortals, but there was oil and water, but since he followed these two old immortals, he only drank dew every day......

Yang Qi touched the letter in his arms, and then touched something and took it out. It was a piece of hemp paper folded into a square, and only some handwriting could be seen. Turning the foot of the mountain, suddenly a gust of wind came, and the smell of wine came to the face, and it turned out that it had arrived in the village. This village is not as the poem says, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Of course, the most important thing is the beauty of people!

"Pony, you're here, what good books have you brought with you today?"

"Poof" just poured two sips of water and wine, and spit it out again.

"Xiao Nizi, how many times have you called me Brother Zijun!"

The girl smiled, frowned and stuck out her tongue and made a grimace, saw the hemp paper in Yang Qi's hand and said, "Which son's masterpiece is it, let me see." The splitter snatched it and fled into the back hall.

Yang Qi smiled bitterly and exchanged a few words with the shopkeeper Uncle Yang. Seeing that it was not early, he took the old fairy's wine gourd and left. Although the mountain is steep, it is like walking on the ground for the foal who has been climbing back and forth for more than ten years, and after a while, he saw the Immortal Cave. Before entering the cave, the familiar sound of quarrel came to my ears:

"It's not proper! Ziyang, you real person might as well be called a dummy! How is the way of gambling different from fighting and crusading? How can there be a reason to come back from the dead and regain what is lost? You have repeatedly regretted too many chess, right?"

"True Monarch, Great Wisdom and Great Magical Powers, come seriously to Xiao Lao'er, who is your opponent. One more repentance, one more step, or I will take care of that ancestor for you for three years?"

"Yes, I left you here to play chess, in addition to watching him, you are also from your ancestors, a few years ago, you privately taught apprentices in the Nether to interfere with the world. Is it a small problem to get into trouble?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Cut! Zhenjun is a real person, isn't it just an acrobatic and a drunkard. One also raised a big snake and an old turtle, and the other held a huge wine gourd every day. The two behaved strangely and their words were obscure, if it weren't for Mr.'s strict advice to serve carefully and not to slack off, Yang Qi would have run away with oil on his feet. In Yang Qi's eyes, these two people are not only weird, they are simply terrifying!

A game of chess for more than ten years, there is wood, there is no wood? Except for the occasional chess move, there are two stone statues, there is wood? Except for occasionally eating two big wild dates that are raised by acrobatic snakes, I don't know where to get them, and drinking two sips of village wine brought by Yang Qi, I have never eaten a grain of rice and a grain of millet and there is a wood? Yang Qi is really afraid that they may not be able to swallow themselves. In the past few years, Yang Qi has been forced to stuff a few wild dates and poured a few glasses of spirits, you said that a good village wine has become so strong when it enters the gourd of the old drunkard!

He still has a bad appetite, and the teacher's appetizer tea as soup has not improved, and Mr. Donggaozi's younger brother often scares him with alarmist words, "poor nutrition will affect the happy life of his daughter-in-law", Yang Qi has spent these years in fear.

"The two old immortals are well, the wine you asked for is here. In addition, the family teacher has something to ask for, see the letterhead for details. I'll pick dates for you if there's nothing to do......"

After finishing speaking, he threw the wine gourd, Yang Qi slipped into the back mountain, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The two old men laughed, one of them had deep eyes, thick ears, and a hosta and green shirt, and stroked his hair and smiled:

"Real person, you want to teach him the Tao to compensate, but it's a pity that Zi Junwa treats you like a tiger wolf. ”

"Ahem, it's Zhenjun that you persuade me not to say goodbye to Hunting Xinxi and teach skills indiscriminately. Also, when I saw Yuanba's bones Qingqi, I passed on his domineering exercises on a whim. disturbed the order of the human world and disrupted the foundation of the Yang family. If it weren't for the fact that Zhenjun asked for this errand for me to make up for it, I am afraid that the catastrophe will come in advance again. ”

Another big fat man with a shawl and a bare chest and bare feet scratched his nose and continued:

"Let's not talk about this for the time being, it's just that this time Mr. Wang Tong Wang Chongyan sent a letter, Zhenjun, you also know what it means. His grandson is smart, studious, and talented, and we have a name and a beautiful word. However, the fate of this son will eventually have a catastrophe, and if it is broken, it will reveal the heavenly opportunity; Mr. Chongyan has been hospitable to you and me, and has made Zijun serve for more than ten years. Let it fall and lose morality. It's hard to ......"

The true monarch thought for a moment and said:

Eleven years ago, I excused myself several times, but you insisted on having Zijun and the baby accompany you. As a result, I have been a super dad with you for all these years, not to mention, but also lost a lot of fairy things. What's more, it damaged my holy snake turtle, and I just did it the same way, and you still put me together!"

“......”

The Ziyang real person smiled and said:

"Zhenwu Zhenjun, you are full of compassion for all sentient beings, and you cherish a lot of great immortals, for you, this is not a thing. Why don't I keep you in care of that monkey for another three years?... Six years?"

"Yes, complain that my compassion is overflowing, and that I have meddled in your affairs! ”

After some whispering, the real man said in a loud voice:

"Okay, good, it's so wonderful, it doesn't violate the rules of heaven and can solve the Wang family's three calamities. also counted the origin of Mr. Chong Yan. Just ......"

The real person paused slightly, looked up at the Qingyi Zhenjun and said:

"Little Lao'er doesn't understand why he wants me to get a Laoshizi dialect, Xuanzhi is mysterious, it's better to tell the truth and be happy! Zhenjun, you can just get a fairy oracle, and let me spend a piece of rune paper, I don't know I'm poor." ”

"Ziyang, Hugh has to pretend to be confused! You have to solve the knot because of you, don't want me to be involved in trivial matters. When the little baby comes back, you will end this matter like this, when I didn't know that you were the nemesis of the Three Realms. ”

"Zhenjun, you're joking, you're joking. The real person said haha, and then the two of them continued to play the game of chess, which I don't know if the Year of the Monkey and Ma Yue could finish.

And said that Yang Qi said that he did not go far to find jujubes, and the jujube kernels eaten over the years have also produced a lot of jujubes, although they are not as big as the silver snake, which is rare and delicate and sweet, but it also has a unique taste. It's just that the old drunkard is too stingy, and he never lets himself take a grain and a half off the mountain, saying that it is a fairy thing, and that wild jujube mortals eat it and increase their longevity for ten years. Instead, they all threw it to the poor monkey, what kind of fairy things! The monkey who pressed on the back mountain said that it was not as delicious as his family. Yang Qi was stunned and threatened not to bring him any more wine to drink, and the drunkard said that he would use two wild dates as wine money, and said that he would add some longevity to the girl. Hey, when he encountered such a stingy immortal, Yang Qi was quite speechless.

As the sun wanes, the mountains gradually become deserted, and the occasional birdsong feels quiet. Although it was spring, the cool air in the mountains hit people, and Yang Qi couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. looked down at a few wild dates in his hand, and thought for a moment: Anyway, the two old men don't have much appetite for snacks and don't eat much, and the remaining three or two are enough, and they can't take them out. As...... The inexplicable unhappiness was swept away, Yang Qi smiled weirdly, first picked two of the largest and heaviest ones and put them aside, and then picked up three more and put them in his arms to prepare to watch the gods fight (he wanted to kill two soldiers with three dates), and the rest of the chaos made dinner. Looking at a certain place under the cliff, Yang Qi took the two huge wild dates and gestured twice, and rounded his arm "swish" twice. The two heavy jujube bombs broke through the air, and after a while, there were two screams of "oops" and "oops" from the bottom of the mountain, "Gurgling, babbling, Yang Qi, don't be complacent......" When the sharp shout sounded, Yang Qi had already disappeared.

When Yang Qi put down the jujube and stood aside, the two old monsters looked at each other helplessly and smiled, shaking their heads again and again. Yang Qi thought that they had seen through their little Jiujiu, and they were about to prevaricate a few words. The old drunkard smiled bitterly:

"Little pony, you are indeed blessed, and all the enlightened and interesting people in this world are avoiding the monkey ancestor, and you are playing tricks on him. It's also a shame that the ancestor changed sex and didn't care about you, isn't it because of the influence of the Buddha of the West Heaven? No, look at him all day long, 'the length of the old man, and I am Qitian', it's not like ah. ”

Of course, Yang Qi didn't understand these mysterious words, and glanced at the elder in green shirt and casually received:

"What seven days and eight days? Isn't that monkey an old fairy, you tricked him to the bottom of the mountain in order to catch him, and your snake and turtle were also tricked, right?"

The old drunkard suddenly had a cold sweat on his face, but the true gentleman smiled and said:

"The little baby is also interesting, but my two subordinates have been like siblings since childhood. The monkey at the bottom of the mountain is not something I have the ability to withstand. ”

Yang Qi knew that what they said was a lie, the silver snake and the turtle were extremely fierce, and the beasts and evil birds that had come to this place for hundreds of miles were all attached to their heads, and they did not dare to disobey the true monarch's intentions. It's like a sibling? It's clearly a servant. If he could, Yang Qi really wanted to raise these two. Both sensible and sympathetic, they are afraid of scaring the poor monkey at the bottom of the mountain, and never meet the monkey.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap and a violent wind. Inky clouds covered the sky with the snap of a finger, and torrential rain and hail slanted down, destroying flowers and trees and turning the valley into a mess. What's even more terrifying is that the wind is still full of anger, and the rain is mixed with a trace of blood mist.

Yang Qi stood stunned on the spot, and the two old men stepped into the rain waterfall with solemn expressions, and both looked at the southwest. His fingers pinched several times, and he shook his head and sighed when he turned back into the hole:

"Calamity, calamity, I'm afraid that you and I have to leave here for the time being, go to Chang'an and wait for Ao Lao'er to sum it up, lest the world just retire the armor soldiers, and there will be wolf smoke again." ”

"Little boy," the old drunkard took out a piece of talisman paper from his bosom, and said in a rare and serious manner:

"Zhenjun and I have important matters to leave for some time, so you should first reply this talisman to your husband, and then return to this place. You have a relationship with the ancestor of the back mountain, so you will take care of him for us. ”

The true monarch thought for a moment and said:

"It's unusual, long story short. It is not trivial for Ziyang Zhenren to entrust you with this matter, and I will leave the Holy Snake Turtle with you in case of accidents. Although you have a relationship with that monkey, don't be angry with him. Remember, remember!"

The old drunkard looked solemn, poured a few sips of wine and slammed the gourd down, and said:

"Well, this old guy will also stay with you for self-defense, and we will ...... to go."

When Yang Qi came back to his senses and chased out of the cave, where was there still the shadow of the two of them. I only saw that the remnant sun was like blood after the rain, which made it difficult for Xishan to bear its weight. Yang Qi thought, I'm afraid that Chang'an will also be flattened. Hey, he loves to be so cranky.

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