After chanting a poem, An Yi confessed: "The poor road is not better than the strength of wine, let alone poetry, it is inevitable that everyone will laugh at it, leave the table first, and I hope you will not blame." ”

Yan's wife said: "The Taoist chief blamed the concubine and forced the Taoist chief to write poems?"

An Yi didn't dare, but insisted on saying goodbye and leaving. Seeing this, Yan Shu said: "Since the Taoist chief insisted on this, Yan didn't dare to force him to stay, so he ordered his subordinates to lead the Taoist chief back to sleep indoors." ”

An Yi nodded in thanks, only to see Yan Shu wave his hand to summon a maid and tell her to take An Yi to the guest room to rest.

The maid was fifteen or sixteen years old, and she answered very obediently, led An Yi through the courtyard, looked for the back way, and came to the guest room. Draw a candle and bring water, and wait for him to wash his feet and change clothes.

He has nothing to criticize about the life of this ancient scholar, and he follows the customs of the locals. But on the whole, in his heart, he is happy to enjoy it. But he didn't expect that when Yiqiē was cleaned up, the little maid did not leave.

Facing the comfortable and questioning eyes, the little girl's cheeks flew red, her eyelashes trembled, and she said delicately: "The slave maid serves the Taoist to change clothes...... so she said, but began to reach out to untie her clothes.

An Yi coughed dryly and said, "Slow, you better go down, the poor road is not good Lori." ”

Although the little maid didn't understand what a novelty Lori was, she heard it clearly and clearly when she went down, and her eyes were full of tears for a while, miserable and miserable: "Don't the Taoist look down on the slave and the maid?" The posture of the slave and the maid is indeed not worthy of the Taoist chief, but the master commanded, the slave and the maid dare not disobey, ask the Taoist for mercy, don't drive away the slave and the maid, otherwise the old man will blame it, slave and maid, slave and maid ......" As he spoke, he cried.

What a beautiful woman wept, coupled with her delicate face, weak figure, fifteen or sixteen years old, it was really unbearable to refuse. Especially the flickering candlelight, the little girl shows a trace of charm, seductive reverie.

But An Yi looked at him coldly and said, "Go out!"

"Daoist, you ......" The maid was stunned, she didn't expect An Yi to be so unkind, and she knelt down with a frightened face: "The slave and maid are guilty, let the Taoist chief punish her." But please don't drive away the slaves and maids, or ...... Otherwise......"

"How else? Yan Shu blames?" An Yi sneered: "I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for calling Yan Shu to confront him face to face, you are playing tricks and playing the wrong place, if you want to get rid of this maid identity, it is better to confuse your master, poor Dao has no long things, and he will not stay here for a long time, you have picked the wrong person." ”

The maid's face changed, and she lowered her head to cover it up: "Why did the Taoist say this? After speaking, she peeked at An Yi's cold gaze, her heart jumped, and she hurriedly said: "If the Taoist chief doesn't like the slave maid, the slave and maid will retreat." After speaking, he said a blessing with a sad face and left in a hurry. The trace of resentment hidden in his eyes can't escape his comfortable eyes.

Looking at the back of the maid closing the door and leaving, An Yi shook his head secretly, this ancient person is not all good at stubble, just such a maid, all have such a scheming.

In fact, where does Yan Shu have any instructions to accompany him, a qiē is just a maid's own opinion, seeing that he is comfortable and good, plus he can compose poetry and know medical skills, and he is respected by everyone present. I thought that if it was a night**, it would be better to be comfortable than being a maid in Yanfu.

But after all, it was limited by eyesight, and I didn't understand everyone's admiration for comfort, just for Yan Shu's face. I didn't expect that An Yi had a Heavenly Demon Yuan God, and the Heavenly Demon was the most weird, good at checking people's hearts, attacking scheming, and her little careful thinking was detected by An Yi as soon as she rose.

If it was usual, An Yi might tease her, and if she was in a good mood, maybe she would come up with a plan, and finally let her bamboo basket fetch water empty, and there would be no place to cry. But now, An Yi doesn't have that mind.

In his mind, the figures of Yan's wife and Sun Ru were combined and contrasted with each other, and An Yi sighed deeply.

He didn't expect that there were two people who were so similar in this world, and he didn't expect that he hadn't completely forgotten about it after all.

Speaking of which, if you don't care at all, why do you need to hide in the mountains? Although there is a reason for the air, it may not be that he does not have the intention of avoiding Zheng Hongwen and Sun Ru in his heart.

Therefore, seeing Yan's wife, who is very similar to Sun Ru this time, will make his calm mood fluctuate.

In fact, this is also because his refining period is too fast, and he completely relies on the characteristics of the heavenly demons to reach the realm of refining the Void and the Void Dao, and the state of mind of the guide zhì is a little unable to keep up, otherwise he would not be like this.

I didn't want to sleep, I pushed the doors and windows open, and the moonlight spilled into the room, illuminating the ground silvery white.

The autumn breeze outside the window, the falling leaves were still frightened, accompanied by the laughter and laughter in the distance, for a while, a trace of depression and loneliness flashed in his heart.

One turned onto the roof, lay on it, and looked at the crescent moon in the sky, his thoughts spreading infinitely.

There is the love of the past life, and there is the transformation of this life.

There is a melancholy, welling up in the heart!

......

The past is a poem, and Nong is a fool and he doesn't know.

Mo Dao has little truth in the world, and life is infatuated.

Although An Yi was trapped by love for a while, after all, he had been practicing for a long time, but in one night, he had already gotten rid of love, and the next morning, he said goodbye and left in a hurry.

But it is unknown whether such a deliberate act will leave a hidden danger to his state of mind.

Leaving the Yan Mansion, there is still no trace, autumn goes to spring and summer in a blink of an eye, and it is more than half a year in a hurry.

On this day, I traveled to Puzhou, Shandong. At that time, the solar term in April was in the midst of a drought. All the counties have called for prayers, but nothing has been fulfilled. I heard that there was a female Taoist aunt, who unveiled the list and built an altar in Boping County, and prayed for rain immediately. An Yi's heart moved: "This drought is also mentioned in the book, that Zhang Luan is the left lame child I met here, now I might as well go and wait to see if I can meet them." With all his thoughts, he pulled his steps away and went straight to Boping County.

Before it falls into the county, the scenery on the way is lifeless, but see:

There is dust at the bottom of the river, and there are cracks in the fields. The trees are scorched, and the wells are muddy. The sun is scorching, and the sky is like angry eyes. Rolling yellow, the grass wants to hang its head and lie down. Bear the money for water, and several companies are competing for the first place. The welcome tea is mostly empty. It is like the Han edict to seal the sun, but it is like when the merchant animals do not pray, the travelers on the way are thirsty, and the dragon at the bottom of the well can't sleep.

Anyi did not stay, all the way into the city gate of Boping County, only to see a list hanging inside the door. Next to Bangwen, on a small stool, there was an old man sitting in a daze. Although there are many people passing by, there are not many who concentrate on reading the list text.

Seeing this, An Yi didn't care about the pedestrians on the road, stepped forward, checked carefully, and saw that it was written: "The county order of Boping County is Chun Yu Hou, for praying for rain." The county has been dry for a long time, and the fields are open. There is a famine, and there is no response to praying for rain. If there is a Quartet in the past, regardless of what kind of person, can say that the rain and relief of the people, the unveiling of the list comes, and the county will be treated as a teacher. On the day of the rain, the county will collect a thousand texts in the library, and will be rewarded in real time, and will not be disdainful. The one who must be revealed. ”

He was quite familiar with the ancient characters at this time, and he had already seen them all at a glance, and said in his heart: The place is generally not wrong, and now he is only waiting for Zuo Lame to appear.

Although this is the case, it is also necessary to confirm it, so he bowed his hand to the old man next to him and said: "Dare to ask the old man, how long has it been rainless in your county?"

The old man also noticed comfort at this time, although he saw that she was young, he didn't care much about it. But the commander ordered that there was no grain in the fields below, so he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly got up and said: "Chief Huidao, since November last year, there has not been a drop of rain until now, and there has been a great drought for nearly six months. ”

An Yi continued to ask: "I heard that there is a distant Taoist aunt who unveils the list and prays for rain, is it true?"

When the old man heard this, he pursed his lips and said, "It's true, it's true." ”

An Yi pretended to be surprised, and said, "Why is the old man like this? ”

The old man said: "Don't hide it from the Taoist, that Daogu's surname is Xi, she calls herself a goddess fairy, she is more than fifty years old, and she looks like a kind eyebrow." Among the disciples who followed, there were more than a dozen men and women. The female is called the fairy girl, and the male is called the fairy official. According to her, it was from the Da Wan Gu Le Governor's Mansion, and it was no problem to call for wind and rain. At the beginning, the list was revealed, and the county lord was disrespectful. She wants to be ten miles away from the north gate, choose a high place, and build a goose altar, called the Five Dragons Altar. It should be made into a blue, red, red, white and black five-color dragon shape, and arranged according to the square. He also forced the county lord to get a thousand yuan of literature first, and only after giving it to her did he go to the altar. ”

Speaking of this, the old man paused, snorted, and said, "She said that she practiced the method of the moon. Let each neighborhood report the age of the pregnant woman. Let her take turns to count one, pointing to it as the mother of the wolf, saying that she was pregnant with a drought in her belly, and no one could justify it, so she asked the county to take it to the altar. This Dao Gu sat on it, directing the apprentices to sound gongs and drums, spray water and chant mantras. When the pregnant woman had passed out, he stripped her naked and lay down on a boarded door, with her feet, hands, and head in five basins, full of water. A fairy official was scattered in front of the north, with a sword in his hand, and put his right foot on the woman's belly, and he did not know what words to utter. The rest of the male and female apprentices, some of whom waved flags and some of whom beat tiles, shouted one after another. After a day of chaos, the pregnant woman was half-dead by them, but there was not even a cloud in the sky. Seeing that the sky was dark, I had to leave. The old Taoist aunt hypothesized that the dragon king was not at home today, and if he practiced the law tomorrow, there would definitely be rain. asked the county lord to give the pregnant woman's husband three times to cover her shame, and took it back. And it came to pass on the second day, that it was the turn of another mother, who was to be brought before the altar and to do it. The people were so angry that they immediately gathered three or four hundred people, threw bricks and tiles, and shouted like thunder to kill her master and apprentice. This Xi Daogu panicked, changed her clothes with her, and fled from behind the altar. The county lord did not pursue it, and published this list of texts, which was hung up on each door. The old man is a good man in this place, and he is afraid that someone will come to unveil the list, so he has to guard here......"

After listening to the old man's words, An Yi already had an idea in his heart, and was just about to excuse himself to leave, when he suddenly heard the footsteps behind his ears approaching. When I turned around, I saw a person, wearing a fiery scarlet robe, stepping on multi-eared hemp shoes, holding a thorn basket in his left hand, a turtle shell fan in his right hand, a black long beard, and a middle-aged appearance, strolling over.

It's not Zhang Luan, who is it!

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