"Huh, I've finally completed the task that the old ghost explained today, but I am tired of Dao Ye," Chen Ping'an rubbed his swollen head and muttered in his mouth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before the age of thirteen, Chen Ping'an could be described as a tyrant in Qingniu Town. His father is an old man, and he didn't have until he accepted the seventh concubine.

But that year, the Qingniu River, which had always been calm outside the town, somehow burst into a flood.

It is also a great peace. On the day of the flood, I heard that there was a monk on Qingniu Mountain outside the town, which was very effective. In order to pray for the father and mothers of the family, he took Xiaoyuzi and Xiaoquanzi up the mountain.

Although the mountain is not high, the road is difficult to walk, and the three of them stumbled all the way. "Young master, let's rest, this mountain road is too difficult to walk!" Xiao Yuzi sat down on the side of the mountain road, put down the backpack on his back, and hammered his sore calves with his fists.

Chen Ping'an wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Okay, then take a break, hey! You said that this monk likes to live in the mountains." The two didn't dare to answer, Chen Ping'an scolded with a smile: "Two slippery heads." Reaching out to knock on the heads of the two little guys, the three of them frolicked.

"Young master, sit here, there is shade here," Xiao Quanzi said as he cleaned the stones beside the mountain road. "Hmph, sycophant" Xiao Yuzi said sourly on the side, then took out the fan and water bag in the backpack, and ran forward, "Young master, it's hot this day, I'll fan you, and you drink saliva to relieve your fatigue."

Chen Ping'an took the water bag and drank a sip of water: "Well, you have both worked hard, after you go back, ask Lao Cao in the account room to give you some silver, buy some things and go back to your hometown to see your family!" The two nodded in a hurry and thanked: "Thank you, young master."

After a short rest, the three of them continued on the mountain trail. Walking and stopping all the way, about two hours later, finally seeing the broken temple, Chen Ping'an straightened his clothes, looked at the body and saw that there was no rudeness, and stepped forward to knock on the door.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the temple, "Good one, evil animal, I finally can't help it." I saw a burst of golden light rising from the temple, and it was vaguely visible that it was an old monk with white eyebrows full of anger, holding a purple gold bowl and flying towards the Qingniu River.

The three of them were so frightened by this scene in front of them that they sat down on the ground, and Chen Ping'an muttered: "This, this, is there really a Bodhisattva?" "Young Master, look at ......" Xiao Yuzi and Xiao Quanzi pointed to the direction in which the white-eyed old monk left.

I saw that the Qingniu River, which had always been calm, was turbulent, and a ball of golden light and a cloud of black gas were entangled above the river. From time to time, there was a sound that looked like a cow and a cow and the roar of the white-eyed old monk.

"Xiao Yuzi, Xiao Quanzi, look ......" Chen Ping'an pointed in the direction of Qingniu Town with a frightened expression. A line of water was clearly visible to the naked eye surging towards the town, and the three of them sat on the ground with no white faces. Chen Ping'an silently read in his heart: "Father, eldest mother, second mother......" After a while, the three of them cried.

The golden light and black gas on the river surface collided constantly, and from time to time, several waves of air diverged onto the river surface and hit layers of waves. At this time, the sky was also thunderous, and it was pouring rain, which added to the danger.

The golden light and the serpentine black qi also seemed to be afraid of the thunder, and they all lowered their heights, but they were still entangled.

The three of them stared at the situation on the river, and secretly hoped that the white-eyed old monk would be able to defeat the serpentine black qi, and then cast a spell to collect the water and save his father and mother and the townspeople.

After fighting for a long time, the serpentine black qi gradually lost its strength, and it looked a little scattered. And the golden light was not as dazzling as before, flickering bright and dark. Suddenly, I saw that the snake-shaped black gas swung its tail, and a small cloud of black gas shot out. The white-eyed old monk in the golden light hurriedly made a move, and the purple gold bowl was suddenly magnified several times in front of him.

However, it seems that he underestimated this trick of the snake-shaped black qi. Poof, like a strong crossbow piercing through Lu Min, the black qi still penetrated the defense of the golden light after penetrating the purple gold bowl, and the white-eyed old monk snorted, and the golden light on his body was shaky.

The snake-shaped black qi was not very uncomfortable after releasing this trick, and with a roar, he plunged into the water and disappeared. Seeing this, the white-eyed old monk sighed. Harnessing the golden light, he flew towards Qingniu Mountain.

A moment later, the golden light landed in the ruined temple of Qingniu Mountain. The white-eyed old monk staggered out and leaned against the offering table in the temple. Chen Ping'an hurriedly ran into the temple with the two little servants, and asked repeatedly: "The master is okay, and please ask the master to be merciful and save my father and mother and the townspeople." Then he knelt down.

Seeing this, the white-eyed old monk flicked his hand, but it seemed to be involved in the injury, and he coughed for a while. Shaking his head and sighing, "It's also that the old mana is insufficient, and he failed to subdue that evil Jiao." It's a real sin. ”

After saying that, there was another cough accompanied by a little pink blood foam. The white-eyed old monk looked at Chen Ping'an, who was anxious, and said, "Little donor, the old man has calculated this business trip this time, and he never thought that the mana of this evil Jiao is much higher than that of the old man. The wound is too bad, and it will be destroyed in less than a moment, and there is really nothing that can be done. ”

After speaking, he closed his eyes and sang the Buddha's horn, and a burst of rainbow light pierced the three of them from opening their eyes. Xu is instant, Chen Ping'an and the two little guys opened their eyes, and there was a white-eyed old monk in front of them. I saw that the place where the white-eyed old monk sat before was only a Buddhist scripture, a string of prayer beads and a bowl with a small hole.

"Young master, what should we do?" the two little guys hurriedly asked Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an endured the grief in his heart and said: "Since the legendary Jiaolong and the Bodhisattva have appeared, let's wait, wait for the immortals to cast a spell and collect this big water, and then go to my father and mother and your two families." ”

After speaking, Chen Ping'an didn't care about the chaos in the temple, and leaned against the corner of the wall and looked at the broken temple with his eyes blank. I secretly prayed in my heart, hoping that my father and mother would be safe.

I don't know how long it took. Xiao Yuzi and Xiao Quanzi bowed to the statue and muttered: "It's strange, I will reshape your golden body in the future." Then he dismantled the offering table in front of the idol that was still in good condition, and added some hay in the temple, and cleared the place that was still clean, and after a while of hard work, he finally raised the fire.

The light of the fire shone on the faces of the three of them, and the weather was uncertain. Xiao Yuzi stabbed Xiao Quanzi and gestured. Xiao Quanzi pursed his lips and said, "Young master, the master and the ladies usually do a lot of good deeds, and this time Fuda will definitely be fine." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled reluctantly: "You have a heart, I hope it is really so." Xiao Yuzi stepped forward with the three things left by the white-eyed old monk Huahong and said, "Young master, here you are." ”

Chen Ping'an took it and said: "Well, I don't have the heart to look at this Bodhisattva's relic now, let's look at it later, get some food first, and then we'll have a good rest after eating." As soon as the water receded, we went down the hill to look for our family in the town. ”

The three of them ate some dry food in their backpacks, laid some hay mats, and fell asleep with their clothes, but there were still undried tears on their faces.

The next day, the sun hung high and the sky was blue, as if yesterday's thunder and heavy rain had washed the sky.

Chen Ping'an rubbed his eyes, and hurriedly got up and walked out of the broken temple. Looking towards the foot of the mountain, I saw that yesterday's flood was long gone, and only a mess remained. Chen Ping'an shouted towards the broken temple, "Xiao Yuzi, Xiao Quanzi, come out quickly, the water has receded." There was a tremor in his voice.

After a while, the voices of two little guys came, "Young Master, we are here." The two of them trotted all the way. "Eh, why did this water recede so quickly?" Xiao Yuzi nodded puzzled. The little spring next to him kept glaring.

"Young master, I didn't mean that, this water, this" Xiao Yuzi's head was sweating, and his tongue was knotted and he kept explaining.

Chen Ping'an said in a deep voice: "Okay, young master, I also know that it must be the immortals who cast a spell to make this big water recede." Otherwise, how could the great flood disappear overnight. Xiao Yu nodded hurriedly and responded: "Yes, yes, the young master is right." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed: "Okay, don't shoot my ass young master, clean up, let's hurry down the mountain to find someone." The three of them were busy for a while.

As the saying goes: It's easy to go up the mountain, but it's hard to go down. The young master of the Chen family and his two little servants didn't know how much they had suffered, and they could get down this Qingniu Mountain.

The eyes of the three of them were in a trance, and they saw that Qingniu Town, which was still prosperous in the past, had changed greatly. Ruined walls, collapsed houses, scattered debris. But strangely, not even the remains of a single townsman were seen, not even the remains of poultry and livestock.

Xiao Yuzi and Xiao Quanzi couldn't stop touching their upper teeth and said in a trembling voice: "Young master, this, this is a ghost, how can you be born without even seeing the corpse." Chen Ping'an forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart and said: "You two are less noisy, where can you get those Rausch ghosts on this sunny day." Xu is the immortals, the unknown prophet saved this town. ”

Suddenly, a piercing sneer pierced the ears of the three of them. "What a naïve doll, the immortals don't have time to practice at home, so if they have time to take care of the affairs of these ordinary people, but the people in the demon path will rush to it instead. As soon as the words fell, a black wind blew through a horse-faced Taoist priest and appeared.

The three of them were shocked, Xiao Yuzi turned pale with fright, and Xiao Quanzi was even more frightened and sat on the ground. Chen Ping'an is a young master, and he has also been taught by Mr. Xixi on weekdays, so he can be regarded as a little courageous. Seeing this, the chief shook his head and asked, "I also hope that the Taoist chief will be merciful and inform the villain of the whereabouts of the old and young people in this town." ”

The horse-faced Taoist priest looked the three of them up and down, and his mouth was amazed: "Hey, you kid is a little bold, unlike those two bastards, is I so scary?" The two little guys on the side lowered their heads in shame. Chen Ping'an still slumped to the ground and never got up.

The horse-faced Taoist priest turned towards the three masters and servants, and said in a snort as he turned his mouth: "Hey, look at the three of your masters and servants, they also have some cultivation roots." This is ...... Well, you can go with me first, this place is raging with death, not a place to stay for a long time. Wait until I get to my Taoist temple and then I will tell you about this matter. ”

After speaking, regardless of whether Chen Ping'an's master and servant agreed or not, with a wave of his big hand, a gust of black wind rose from the ground, rolling the four of them and flying away into the distance.