"Hey, hey, Wen Lao is talking again, hurry up!" Zhao Si shouted, dragging his brother with snot, and arched forward step by step, but his stupid brother who was not angry was stunned by the cooking cake on the kang with two tooth marks, and turned around three times in one step, and the angry Zhao Si slapped his thigh and scolded you for being a dragger. After tossing back and forth for a long time, seeing that half of the street was empty, they finally went out.

If you want to say that this storytelling is not a new thing, can you afford to commit this empty alley, look, the sugar gourd burden is thrown on the side of the street, the already not very clean frosting and a thin layer of ash can't eat the dead, the cooking cake burden is put down against the door beam, this is cheap for a lot of cats and dogs in the city, isn't it just a storytelling, as for so attractive?

Let's talk about this storyteller first, this is an old god who no one knows where it came from, and he catches people on the street to tell fortunes. If you believe it, you can see the unfathomable smile of the living immortals, smiling and twisting their beards, and the fairy wind and bones standing in the wind, are you embarrassed not to honor the incense?

In the first few times, when Wen Lao Slip was still honored as Uncle Wen, there were still a few righteous messengers who jumped out to poke the backbone, and after a long time, everyone was not surprised, after all, a neighborhood neighborhood, Wen Lao Slip in addition to deceiving outsiders, false pocket money, is still good on weekdays, such as touching a chicken from Wang Er's family today, and tomorrow it will definitely be shared with Ding Da.

This all day long walking at night, it is normal to meet ghosts, I have always been bright-eyed Wen Lao Slip does not know whether it is old eyes faint or lust for profit, half a year ago he actually went to the capital to come to the staff of the outside Lang, who expected this little staff to be innocent, the heart and eyes are clear, that Rong Wen Lao Slip such nonsense, this old news is also, die and not go, I saw that he first used Shaolin Peerless School, stained clothes eighteen falls, after rolling to the ground, and then use the lion roar that has been lost for many years in the rivers and lakes, and began to sprinkle with the broken gong throat, it was nothing, but the disdainful eyes of the big girl and the little daughter-in-law in the poor countryside were really uncomfortable than cutting him off, really knocked Wen Lao slip to the ground, half of his body was paralyzed.

If you want to say that this wine and meat friendship is still unreliable, I can't even rely on it, I can hear the old slippery old tears, but there are so many fat chickens and yellow dogs, they have all fed the white-eyed wolf, and they have been beaten, and they don't even dare to squeak.

But as the old saying goes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, Wen Lao Slippery is really not in vain, and he has become an immortal!

Things have to start from half a year ago, this Wen Lao slip was beaten like a dead dog paralyzed on the ground, the weather seems to cooperate with this tragic situation, the morning is still clear, the afternoon is pouring rain, the big girl and the little daughter-in-law lifted the skirt and ran home, for fear that the mud will stain their skirts, but the smell of the old slip soaked in the muddy water is not cared for, but fortunately, the kid of Li Ergou's family has a good heart, although he is usually crazy and stupid, he is stunned to remember the friendship of Wen Lao slip to send the dog's legs, and dragged him home like a sack. This Li Ergou looked at his stupid son, and then looked at the usual treacherous and slippery, and now he was dying and slippery, and finally, ruthlessly, beckoned a doctor.

This half-dead finally came back to life, look at himself for so many days in vain, people still pay a lot of medicine money, and I can't get over it, at this time, beyond life and death, Wen Laohua, who has seen through the red dust, has evolved into a Wen half-immortal, and Wen Banxian, who has received a lot of favors from others, has decided to light up this family trapped in the sea of red dust and bitterness with the attitude of an immortal.

So, on a clear night in the moon, Wen Banxian was panning on the stone bench in the courtyard, bathing in the cool moon like frost, exhaling the breath of the spiritual rhino, and Li Ergou and his son Li Banmad got the roast chicken from nowhere, drooping his eyelids, and said a string of Zen words with the smell of green onions, "In this way, Li Banmad you will definitely make a fortune!"

If you want to say that a normal person encounters this scene, most of them laugh and watch it as a joke, but I heard that it was Li Ban Crazy who heard the half-immortal preaching, and this madman didn't know whether it was a revelation or an enlightenment, but he really listened to it!

So, the rest of the story can be described in three short sentences, Li Banmad heard it, Li Banmad did it, and Li Banmad's family made a windfall!

Then, the whole city was in a stir!

If you want to say that an old god stick who eats and waits for death has such a means, he has already made a fortune, and why has he been nesting in this small town for so many years, this is unreasonable!

I have to say that the strength of the people is great, but in half a day, I summed up an adventure in the mountain temple from Li Ban's god-like body movements and snoring sentences.

On that day, Wen Daxian deigned to come to my house, in order to ignite my call a tireless work, I heard that immortals must suffer a little sin if they want to turn into a human being, after all, it is a violation of heaven, so Wen Daxian risked being beaten to death by an ignorant pawn and his life was dying, revealing the heavenly opportunity to me, speaking of which, Li Ban's crazy eyes were blurred, and his sleepy eyes were filled with tears.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and their eyes showed disdain, the old god stick can deceive you and you.

On a starless and moonless, thin and faint night, I heard that the half-immortal said that I went to Wolong Mountain, to find the mountain temple he said, and it was strange to say, I have been wandering in the West Mountain since I was a child, and the trees know me, so I have never heard of any mountain temple.

That night was also strange, I walked along the way, I always saw the fox worshipping the moon, heard the old ape cry soul, and the white gas was very conspicuous in the night of less light, I didn't dare to stay, and walked straight in the direction that Wen Daxian said. By the faint light of the sky, I only saw the tomb bag, at that time I thought that the mountain temple was in the tomb, and then go forward, sure enough, there is a broken wooden board marked with the mountain temple, look up, there is no temple, there is only a mountain nest, the entrance with some wood to make the appearance of the door. When I got closer, I saw that the two doorposts were rotten and hollowed out by termites, and when I reached out and touched the sawdust falling down in pieces, a hornet's nest the size of a sea bowl hung on the eaves, so that they did not rest in the middle of the night, and buzzed endlessly. Entering the door, most of the painted murals on the walls have already fallen off, leaving some mottled traces like human faces, and the altar of the offering table is nowhere to be seen.

Besides, there is a statue of the mountain god, it is a clay Buddha, a flat stiff face, the nose and ears do not know whether it was gnawed by rats or weathered for a long time, half of it was gone, only some deformed outlines were seen in the night, only a pair of eyes that seemed to be compassionate but were dull stared at me stunned, if I want to say, it seems that you are walking on the side of the street, suddenly a chill on the back, looking back, only to see a fool dripping saliva, while staring at you with a fixed gaze, the feeling is the same. At this time, the night was about to end, and the bright morning light shone in, and the Buddha statue was in tears!

Everyone was shocked, thinking that they had encountered some monsters.

Li Banmad continued to compare, and when I saw the statue crying, I was also afraid, but when I thought of hearing what Daxian said, I had to endure it, so I walked around the temple and found that there was a half-human-high shrine hidden behind the statue, and the statue was wide, and I couldn't find any shrine at all.

When I fell asleep, I listened to someone talking faintly, and the voice was sharp and thin, with the unevenness of broken porcelain rubbing against the stone, and the cunning and vicious like a fox possessed, just listening to it was creepy.

As the old saying goes, a madman is meaningless, a fool is fearless, this Li is half crazy and crazy, but he doesn't think there is anything wrong, but an idler listens to it with chills down his spine.

I didn't think there was anything scary, they were all people, and their voices were a little rougher. So I crept out and peeked in, and it was a beautiful woman, with willow eyebrows and eyes, and her waist was in the wind, which did not match her ugly voice. What attracted my attention even more was the pale skin, which was extremely moist and flawless from a distance, and what was even more bizarre was that the jade white skin shimmered in the thin morning sun, and I was thinking, why is this complexion so familiar, but I can't tell where I have seen it.

I saw that the woman bowed slightly, bowed down to the statue of the mountain god Yingying, and said respectfully: "Lord of the mountain god, it is not easy for me to become a spirit, why haven't I seen a bite to eat for so long? ”

The mountain god was also strange, and spat out a series of indefinite sentences from his broken lips: "Go, make the fifteenth turn from the foot of the mountain, and the little piglet who has lost his way will be given to you." ”

When the woman heard this, she prostrated her head again and again, and went away thankfully.

I hid in the shrine and was naturally very curious, how did the woman know that the mountain god could speak, and after thinking for a long time, I heard that the great immortal said that the wealth was not this? So, I got up and knelt in front of the statue of the mountain god, and was more pious than going to the grave of my hard-working grandfather, and said: "Lord of the mountain god, if you give the woman something to eat, you will reward the villain with some gold and silver, the small family is poor, although it is not enough to eat, but the little father and mother still want to marry the little daughter-in-law, but there is really no money." "I bowed down again and again, but the mountain god just ignored me, did he think I was ugly, not as beautiful as the woman?

Since the mountain god didn't give money, I was ready to go home, and suddenly I thought of the woman and the little piglet, so I was ready to follow and take a look, not to mention how the woman could eat a whole piglet, with her delicate body, no matter how you look at it, she can't carry the whole piglet home. Fortunately, Xishan is similar to my back garden, and the fifteenth bend is not the lone road.

This solitary road is a sheep intestine path, surrounded by lush vegetation and juniper, even in broad daylight, it also looks ghostly, usually there are few people, and it is also used when the cattle and sheep are raised.

So I walked down the road, and in a short time I came to it, and when I looked around, there were no pigs, and the woman was nowhere to be seen. Xu is because of the woman's lack of strength. Unfortunately, I suddenly felt a pain in my abdomen, and I was about to solve it on the spot, but I thought that there was a difference between men and women, and it was indecent for the woman to see it. Seeing that the juniper was covered with dense vegetation, he went in, and just squatted down to relax, but saw the woman strolling over, and saw her look around, as if she had found something, suppressed her rough voice, dragged a leisurely tone, and said softly, "Whose doll are you?

I thought, isn't this a crazy woman? Obviously there is nothing, and I am stunned to say that there is a doll, but it is a pity that she has a good skin.

But I followed the woman's eyes, and there was really a doll, but one or two years old, white and tender, with a sky-high bun, wrapped in a red hood, sitting there digging and playing, with an innocent and natural look.

I didn't dare to move, I just squatted there and watched, and I didn't dare to pull the, for fear of making any movement.

The woman took a few steps forward, and her voice became softer: "Doll, can Auntie take you home first, and then find your family?" The doll ignored her, and kneading the mud to herself, as if the lump of yellow in front of her had attracted all his attention. After a stalemate of about half a moment, the woman's arms suddenly swelled, growing five or six times out of thin air, a pair of bones were distinct, and her fingers and claws were shining with silver hands and grabbed at the doll. When he looked up, the doll fell into the woman's arms with the force of the woman's grasp, and when he inhaled the woman's bulging temples, he saw a puff of white smoke float up from the woman's body, and in an instant it reached the doll's mouth. When I looked again, the woman was gone, and I saw the doll, smiling at me, riding a white rabbit that came out of nowhere, and disappeared in an instant among the vast mountains.

This can scare me out of a cold sweat, stomach rumbling, after all, people have three urgencies, I hurriedly squatted under the tree, half a pillar of incense, a burst of refreshment, and then out of the grass, only to see a half-human old silver lying in the middle of the road, shimmering in the remaining sunlight on the edge of the sky, I suddenly remembered that the woman's skin was also so shiny. hurriedly wrapped up the silver and left.

To say that this madman's idea is different from ordinary people, he didn't feel much joy when he got a windfall, but walked towards the mountain temple again. After all, it is the food and clothing given by the mountain god, so let's go back and kowtow.

A faint white mist rose from the forest, it was a cold night with a lot of water in early autumn, insects chirping, and the sound of birds was far away. Li Banmad was immersed in this long-lost calm and walked towards the mountain temple, returned to the mountain bag, how could he see any temple, under the moonlight, the ancient trees were green, the shadows were cool, and he heard the ethereal human voice in a trance, which seemed to be a slang song and a Sanskrit song:

The predecessor is rich and noble, and the later life is not busy.