The two climbed over the mountain and passed through the town below.

It was found that there was a tea shed in the western suburbs of the city, and seven or eight people drank tea in the shed.

Wu Mian smiled and said: "If you want to go to Qianzukaling, you have to drink a cup of requiem tea." ”

Xie Gongbao thought for a moment and said in amazement: "Requiem tea?

Wu Mian sighed: "You promised to cooperate with me, let's drink tea first." ”

The two entered the shed and sat down, and Wu Mian beckoned the guys to serve tea. When the tea was on the table, Wu Mian took a sip of it, spit it out, and shouted angrily at the guy: "What kind of tea is this, sour or bitter, not bitter, and smells strange! There are good and good, and there are no good ones to buy at the tea shop! What are you still doing stupidly, go quickly! You have to get it, you can't do it, call your shopkeeper here." ”

He pretended to be mad, and his ugly face was even more ugly.

The guests next to them were frightened and ran away.

The guy was not afraid, but snorted and called the shopkeeper.

Seeing that the store was coming, Wu Mian took out a silver tael and slapped it on the table: "My uncle and nephew passed by and entered your tea shed, why did they give us such inferior goods, do we look like people who can't afford to drink good tea? ”

Xie Gongbao wondered, I don't know what trick Wu Mian played?

He could only watch quietly, and he couldn't interject if he wanted to.

The shopkeeper walked to the table and didn't apologize, but said coldly: "I'm sorry for the two, I'm here is a shed, for passers-by to drink for free, the two want to drink good tea, please go into the city to drink, I'm sorry, I still have something to do, I don't want to accompany you." ”

Just as the shopkeeper turned around, Wu Mian grabbed his wrist: "Hey, it's a coincidence! Isn't this the Zhuang guard?"

The shopkeeper was shocked, and looked Wu Mian up and down: "How do you know me?"

Wu Mian let go of his hand and laughed: "Su Wenzhuang's soul power is very strong, and when I saw it today, my pupils were deep and my eyes were overflowing, and I was really not vulgar." - Bai Xian nephew, you are still young, you may not know the prestige of Zhuang Guard, he is a great immortal master, when King Yan Yu was besieged by a group of demons, it was he who killed a hundred demons to solve the crisis, this credit can be said to be a hundred years ago. ”

"How did I become his Bai Shi's nephew?" Xie Gongbao said in his heart.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he could hear that Wu Mian was flattering in his words, so he smiled and said, "Why don't you know that the younger generation is about to bow to the Zhuang guard." ”

Guarding Zhuang touched his beard under his chin and was almost intoxicated, and shook his hand triumphantly: "Old things, don't mention it, don't mention it." Since they know each other, dare to ask the two honorable names, where do they come from, and where are they going?"

Seeing that the touting was effective, Wu Mian hurriedly got up and hugged his hands: "Under Wu Mian, this is the white head of the Seven Star Altar, the two of us were going to Jue Yan Shabi, passing through here, I suddenly remembered the prestige of the Great Pharaoh, the Second Pharaoh, and the Zhuang Guard, and I couldn't help but step up to make friends and visit." ——Just now we were still thinking, the Great Pharaoh, the Second Pharaoh, and the Zhuang Guards live in seclusion, if they slam the door like this, will it be a little abrupt? Therefore, we hesitated, and came to this tea shed to drink tea, never thinking that the Zhuang guards would actually set up a stall here to serve tea, what a coincidence, a coincidence. ”

Hearing his preface, Guard Zhuang was stunned.

Then he bowed his head, and his identity was immediately half shortened:

"It turned out to be the right envoy of the survey, disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

After speaking, he carefully glanced at Xie Gongbao again:

"Shu Zhuang is lonely and unheard, ...... this white brother?

Wu Mian said: "Haha...... After the death of Bai Jiwen and his wife, Fang Taiji felt that their husband and wife had no children and no heirs, so he took the initiative to give him to Bai Jiwen to continue the incense; ”

Guarding Zhuang's eyes widened, and he looked at Xie Gongbao with great admiration:

"It turned out to be Bai Jiwen, admire, admire!"

Xie Gongbao peeked at Wu Mian and said in his heart: "You are really good at breaking fools." ”

The dignified survey of the right makes a serious nonsense, but it is not fun.

Since he promised to cooperate well, he can't help but talk nonsense at this time:

"It's all about the blessings of the ancestors, but you can't afford to admire. ”

After some confusion to Wu Mian, the Zhuang guards became more and more respectful: "The Mansion originally did not accept foreign guests, the two of them were immortals in the world, and it was difficult to invite them if they wanted to, so naturally they were exceptions, and I believe that the Great Pharaoh and the Second Pharaoh were also happy to receive them." Two of you, the Mansion is in front, please come with me. At that moment, he politely led Xie Gongbao and Wu Mian out of the tea shed and turned into the mountains along the path.

The three of them walked through a mountain road and walked to Qianzuka Ridge, and suddenly felt that the cold was pressing.

There are many lonely graves in this Qianzuka Ridge, and there is also a thick yin qi during the day.

Guard Zhuang led the way, went to the depths, the yin qi suddenly dissipated, there was a big mansion hidden in the dense forest, Guard Zhuang knocked on the courtyard door, and led Xie Gongbao and the others to a small building in a pond. ——Guarding Zhuang instructed his subordinates to serve tea, and then invited him to sit down: "The two of you will sit down and taste tea first, and Zhuang will go to the great pharaoh and the second pharaoh to know." ”

Wu Mian arched his hand: "It's hard work." ”

As soon as the Zhuang guards left, Xie Gongbao hurriedly asked quietly: "Right Envoy Wu, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"

Wu Mian pretended to be profound, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, listen to the old man, and make sure you have a harvest." ”

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......

The furnishings in the house are quite Zhongzhou style, but also rugged in southern Xinjiang.

The two flavors are very different in style, but they are combined but complement each other.

The two sat for a while, and Xie Gongbao attracted a picture on the wall. The painter was a Taoist, sitting cross-legged on the ground to practice soul power, and there was a text in the narration, which read: The aura of heaven and earth is general, and the knees are crossed and imprinted. ——Xie Gongbao stared at the picture for a long time, and muttered: "The painting style is simple and the pen is exquisite, the poems are clumsy and majestic, and they are very fairy-like." ”

When he finished speaking, he heard the sound of footsteps, and someone came in:

"Oh, does Brother Bai also have an opinion on spiritual cultivation?"

Xie Gongbao turned around and cast his eyes, the person who came was a short and fat man, full of alcohol, and playing with two crystal beads with soul power in his hands. This person is not another person, but the second pharaoh Xiong Muqi. - Wu Mian laughed, got up and greeted: "The second pharaoh doesn't know, my white fairy nephew has always been extremely obsessed with Qi and Ling, no, passing by the treasure land today, Wu took him over to pay respects, and it also solved the pain of his obsession." ”

Xiong Muqi laughed loudly, looking up and down at Xie Gongbao:

"I just heard Brother Bai sigh, it seems that he is still unfinished?"

Xie Gongbao said: "I have some opinions, I'm afraid that I will be smiling and generous." ”

"Brother Bai restrains something, just say it and listen to it, ah wait. Xiong Muqi was very interested, and went out to call someone to bring in some wine and food. - Xiaoguang saw the wine and food, twisted his ass and jumped on the table, picked up the wine jar and drank it. - Xiong Muqi laughed: "Brother Bai, Ling Lang is very interesting, very interesting. ”

Xiaoguang was so excited when he heard this, he twisted his ass.

Xie Gongbao said in his heart: "I have become a father and son again." ”

But he said, "I'm smiling." ”

The three of them sat down, and Xiong Muqi said again: "I usually like to eat, drink and have fun, and when I talk to people, I don't have any wine or joy, but now that the wine and food are here, let's talk while drinking." By the way, Brother Bai, let's talk about your opinion. ”

Xie Gongbao saw Wu Mian nodding at him, so he understood his meaning and said: "The junior said bluntly, this painting does not pay attention to the painting work, it is definitely not from the hand of a famous artist, if it is a single review of the painting, then this is just a graffiti work; - But it's a pity that the younger generation thinks that this painting has fairy energy, but the word fairy road is thousands of miles away. ”

"Haha...... , Brother Bai's words are wrong. Xiong Muqi shook his hands and laughed, took a sip of wine, and pointed to the painting: "This painting is made by my ancestor Yu Xiaotianxia, a few brushes, which can be described as a full description of the fairy road." Look at this method of cross-kneeling, this ancient seal, and the expression of this person, it has been lost for thousands of years, and now it can only be seen on paper. ”

Xie Gongbao deliberately ridiculed, and smiled confidently.

After thinking about it for a while, he used Bai Jiwen's teaching to argue:

"The younger generation just talked about painting, but the poem hasn't been said yet. Although this poem is majestic, but a word of 'trick' corrupts the whole style of painting, and the Taoist in the painting cultivates in the flesh, but it is actually difficult to become an immortal. -- People in the world are fallacious, only knowing that the soul is an extension of the seven knots, and they should enter the spirit with the knots; they don't know that power is the spirit, and the spirit is the soul, so it can be seen that the cultivation of the soul has nothing to do with the physical body. In fact, the seven orifices of the flesh are just a filtering sieve, and the luck of heaven and earth is all aura, and filtering and screening is not the way to seek. ”

As soon as these shocking words came out, Xiong Muqi was stunned.

He muttered Xie Gongbao's words in his mouth, and after a little aftertaste, he suddenly slapped the table and got up: "Incisive! Incisive! Incisive! Brother Bai, you two sit down for a while, I'll go and call the eldest brother." With that, he drank a glass of liquor and led the door.