At present, this season is the season of smoke and rain, and the climate is complex and changeable.

In the south of the vast land of China, since ancient times, there have been many talents, and the land south of the Yangtze River can be described as a place that everyone yearns for.

It's just that since a few years ago, in the southern frontier, among the 100,000 wild mountains that make people talk about changing colors, there has been a shocking change, and many natural and man-made disasters have occurred by chance, and the entire southern border seems to be shrouded in a dark cloud.

For a time, the flow of immortals, ghosts and gods, rumors in the world, fortunately, in the south of this vast land, there has always been Buddhism authentic, Luofu Fanyin Temple guards one side, although people are panicked, ordinary people are still sunrise and rest, for three meals to eat and wear, all day long, for them, such fairy things, but also just after tea and dinner to pass the idle talk.

It's just that under the attention of some well-intentioned people, this southern land of Middle-earth, which has always been quiet and peaceful in the past, seems to have gathered many strange faces since when, and those people who have openly or hidden immortal cultivation forces in legends can be seen everywhere.

Luoyang capital, located in the southern part of the vast land, and the 100,000 mountains of the Jedi are far away, is the largest city in a radius of thousands of miles outside the boundaries of southern Xinjiang, in fact, looking at the entire south, the prosperity of this city, perhaps also one of the most prosperous places, for no other reason, although the Luoyang capital is close to the barbarian land of southern Xinjiang, but hundreds of miles away, there is a huge mountain range, lying here, as if the moat, guarding the poor mountains and bad waters, is the world's Buddhism important place, where Luofu is.

In the past few months, the gloomy sky of this ancient capital seems to be much more lively, from time to time you can see a lot of colorful brilliance flashing from the sky, for such a miraculous thing, outsiders are making a fuss, rumors are spreading, but the people in the city, these years, but it seems that they have long been accustomed to it.

On this day, the sky is high and the clouds are deep, the sun is shining, and the clouds and rain for many days seem to have dispersed a lot, ushering in a great sunshine.

In the wilderness ancient road dozens of miles away from Luoyang, there is an old man, a young man and a black dog, walking slowly.

From a distance, the old man has a clear figure, white beard and hair, a simple robe, holding a scribbled "floating like a dream, for the joy of geometry" on the back, and the front pen walks the dragon and snake "count the heavens and the earth, urge the good fortune and avoid the evil" of the dilapidated bamboo banner, although it looks a little sloppy, but walking between the sound of Xiao Xiao's wind, the clothes are fluttering, but it is really quite a bit of fairy wind bones, the appearance of a master.

And beside him there was a man who was thirteen years old, A bright girl of four years old, holding a string of gourd preserves in her right hand, sitting sideways on the big black dog with a body as strong as a calf, her feet gently swaying with the ups and downs of the mountain road, her mouth singing softly, a pair of bright eyes looking around, occasionally leaning over gently, picking a few delicate flowers on the side of the road, putting them in front of her nose, sniffing gently, the shallow dimples are exposed on the jade cheek, the flowers seem to be more brilliant in front of her beautiful face, there are a few butterflies that are not afraid of people, have been chasing her and flying, making her giggle.

The wind blows the grass low, like weeping, in this lonely wilderness, accompanied by her silver bell-like laughter, gently echoing, as if adding a bit of warmth.

Perhaps, the grass and trees also have love, so that they can use the wind to become a song.

It's just that if anyone hears the chatter of the old Taoist at this moment, their jaws will definitely plummet-

"Oh, girl, grandpa, I'm tired and hungry, let's find a place to rest, you let that accumulator catch some birds and beasts, so that he can sacrifice to grandpa's drumming temple......"

"Grandpa, don't say that Dahei~!" The girl seemed to finally can't help the old-fashioned nagging, snorted, interrupted him, glared at him angrily, and said: "Yuhang has beautiful mountains and rivers, good food and good accommodation, who do you have to come all the way here for nothing?"

The old man said angrily: "What does the dead girl know, the southern side is shrouded in clouds, and the demonic spirit is soaring, it is a sign of troubled times, the old Taoist is Kunlun, eh, Shu Mountain, no, as a master of the world in the Qing Palace of Luofu, he has the important task of purifying all sentient beings, this is called a ...... of virtue and respect!"

I didn't think that the girl slapped her palms and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't Luofu a Buddhist land, where is the Sanqing Palace of Taoism?"

"Uh......" Lao Dao was speechless for a while, under the girl's bright eyes, the more he said somehow, the more he had no confidence, he simply raised his head, and said angrily: "Dead girl, grandpa's hard-earned hard-earned money is for you to secretly use to buy that sweet and greasy thing, and then I will help those beggars and down-and-out people everywhere, so that everyone will see me bright, and look like they want to eat me, otherwise grandpa has old bones, how can he climb mountains and wade here to benefit all people......"

The girl pouted, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, if it weren't for me, grandpa, how would you end up with a good statement, you are still called 'half-immortal', where is there a half-immortal family atmosphere, I think grandpa you are bent on getting into the eyes of money, it should be called 'half-vulgar'!"

"Wang, Wang......"

The big black dog under her, as if he could understand human words, turned his head and barked at Lao Dao a few times, while his tongue spit out slightly, the dog's tail kept wagging non-stop, and he rubbed the back of the girl's hand a few times, looking flattering, and then turned his head to look at Lao Dao, and his expression was quite proud.

The old man blew his beard and glared, Bisheng had nothing to do with this granddaughter, he was depressed for a while, snorted, and said: "The dead girl really has no heart, grandpa raised you with hard work, and Bisheng knows to be angry with me all day long!"

Seeing the actions of the big black dog, this old man immediately sprinkled his anger on the black dog, and said angrily: "It's the opposite, you evil animal, the old man is kind enough to let you follow me to do a good deed every day, eliminate the sins, you actually dare to give your immortal face to see, it's against you, wait for me to use the immortal method to suppress you under the Shushan Lock Demon Tower, and then launch the Ten Thousand Swords Killing Immortal Array, cut you with a thousand knives, and then see you have to ...... again."

It's just that the big black dog seems to have long been accustomed to the threat of the old man, and his front feet are raised very humanely, and he turns his head around his ears, and chases the butterfly that stops in front of the tip of his nose, and does not pay attention to this fairy-like old way in his eyes.

The old man lost face, he couldn't hold it on his face, stretched out his arm and pulled his sleeve, and blurted out another big scolding.

The girl jumped off the dog's back, reached out and took the bamboo banner in the old man's hand, and watched the old dog make fun of each other, with a shallow smile in her eyes, and walked slowly.

There is no one in the four fields, the wind is bleak, and it is desolate, but here, there is a faint warmth.

This old man, one young and one dog is the Taoist Zhang Banxian and his granddaughter Xiao Mingruo, who are walking the world, and the black dog is naturally the puppy that was beaten into the ghost by the old Tao, a few years have passed, I didn't think that the puppy is getting bigger and bigger, and now it is walking, and it is more than half a person high, it is a little scary, and the little girl back then seems to have gradually grown up, more and more beautiful and bright, but she still follows Zhang Banxian to walk the world and wander the world.

In these days, they eat and sleep in the open every day, thirsty to drink mountain springs, hungry to eat wild fruits, although the old Tao is bitter, but also at ease.

The sun sets over the west and the sun sets at night.

On the barren mountain road, the shadows of the old and the young are long, but there seems to be a faint warmth, quietly brewing.

After walking for a long time, barren mountains and mountains, only the desolate barren grass grows wildly, don't say that there are traces of wild beasts, not even half a fruit tree, Zhang Banxian is already hungry, and he doesn't even have the strength to scold the black dog, Lao Dao looked up at the sky, and sighed: "There are still a few miles away from that Luoyang, and it will be a day's journey at the earliest, is it possible that Lao Dao will starve to death in the ......wilderness today" said, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had some idea, his eyes fell on the big black dog with a round body, and he subconsciously rumbled a few times in his throat.

The big black dog suddenly moved away from him for a few moments and looked at him vigilantly.

"Grandpa, don't have a big black idea!" Ming Ruo glanced at his grandfather, suddenly his eyes were sharp, and he said happily: "Hey, there seem to be lights and people in front, let's go and have a look." ”

Zhang Banxian was overjoyed when he heard this, and suddenly his spirit was shocked, and he raised his eyes to look into the distance, only to see that there seemed to be a small shop in the wilderness at the far end of this ancient road, which was vaguely visible, and a little light was shining alone, revealing a little light.

The two of them quickened their pace, and before it was dark, they finally walked to the little shop.

It was obviously a long-abandoned liquor shop, overgrown with weeds, with dilapidated plaques half-hanging over the door, crumbling when the wind blew, making a squeaky and desolate sound, and what made them care was that the door of the hut was half-open and half-hidden, and the few worn-out lanterns on the pillars and beams inside were lit but a little dim, and there was faintly wine and meat with the wind.

Zhang Banxian was already hungry and dizzy, smelled the fragrance, swallowed a few mouthfuls of gluttony, where to care about etiquette, took Ming Ruo's little hand, and pushed the door in.

The next moment, they entered the wine shop, and when Lao Dao saw the things in the tavern clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Inside, the wine shop was messy, the wine jar was full of fragments, the tables and chairs were also disorganized, and they were placed everywhere, but it was in such a dilapidated barren mountain wine shop, in the dark place where the lights were difficult to illuminate, and on a fairly clean table, several jars of good wine, several plates of dishes, a few wine glasses, four figures, two men and two women, were sitting around, and they seemed to have a good conversation.

Seeing their rash intrusion, the four of them didn't care, the man in the green robe at the head of the group seemed to be drunk, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the old way, smiled faintly, knocked on the wine glass with chopsticks, and said casually: "Frost sideburns, unpredictable, still remember yesterday and tonight, the vast night rain thousand years of lights, I don't know how many years urge people to ......"

In that way, his eyes were blurred, like a dream, and he seemed to look at the world, and nothing in the world could move him anymore.

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