The young Taoist priest is sitting on a small bamboo chair, with a mountain of poverty behind him. This is called having a backer!
The Xianwei dipped his saliva in his mouth and turned over a page of the book. Unknowingly, the snow-white paper and the pitch-black characters showed a faint blush. When the Taoist priest looked up, he saw that the sun was setting in the west, and there were still red burning clouds on the horizon.
Still reluctant to leave, missing the world.
There is a book in your sleeve, you are really rich and noble, and you have nothing to do today, little fairy.
The long river of time serves as a dojo, and the days and I are like swimming fish, swimming leisurely together.
After the mountain patrol, the father-in-law Sun who had been busy for a day had already been delivered to the door of his house. Xiaomi Li came to the foot of the mountain, tugged on the rope of the cross-body package, and asked tentatively: "Prince Xianwei?"
The Taoist Xianwei understood the idea, nodded and said with a smile: "We will finish the work immediately. If we have some free time, we will take some."
This is a riddle that belongs exclusively to him and Xiaomi Li. Nagging is also knocking, and eating melon seeds is also knocking.
After all, Luo Po Mountain is not an ordinary mountain. We welcome and send guests in and out very frequently. Even if we occasionally entertain guests, they are not common people. When we are free, we are really free. If we are busy... we can't keep him busy.
The owner of the mountain generously allocated the fragrant volcano directly to Xianwei and his new disciples as a dojo to "open the mountain". In recent days, Taoist priests Xianwei and Lin Feijing have been carrying hoes and dustpans on the other side of the mountain.
With the hatchet in hand, we are busy working together to build bridges and pave roads, gradually build pavilions, and build huts... Simple is simple, there is no need to be so particular, but after all, it is the contribution of "one's own family", no matter how you look at it, you will feel happy.
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Xianwei did not ask for a tael of silver from Mr. Wei Wenlong, the accountant of Jise Fengquan Mansion. With his salary as a janitor, it was more than enough. Besides, how could Chief Zhou not show any signs every time he climbed a mountain? Man, when his money bag bulges,
The waist is strong, the poor man is not poor now, he knows that he is a rich man!
Nuanshu sent a message, saying that it was the wish of the mountain owner that Taoist Master Xianwei could go to Xiangshan Mountain more in the near future. He was busy with important things and there was no one to watch over the mountain gate, so it would be okay.
Xianwei was the best at being rude to polite people, and he immediately humbly accepted the mountain master's suggestion. In the Xiangshan Mountain, he and the cheap disciple took a break between their work, eating pickles and chewing dry food, with the gurgling sound of the stream in their ears.
I drank a pot of glutinous rice wine with my apprentice among the mountain flowers and looked around. I always felt that every day was a good time to have a new look.
There is no one on Luolu Mountain who dislikes Xiaomili, but if we really want to say who chats with Xiaomili the most, to be honest, if we count the number of words in the chat, it is really the gatekeeper, Taoist priest Xianwei, who has the most.
It is estimated that Nuan Shu and Chen Lingjun are not as good as him.
Xianwei really likes to chat with Xiaomili. He is very interested every time and is never bored at all.
So much so that even Chen Lingjun and Bai Xuan admired him deeply. It would be a pity that Xianwei didn't open a school to learn from him.
Xiaomi Li would also save those wonderful ideas that suddenly came to her when she was patrolling the mountains, and then go to the mountain gate and share them with Taoist Master Xianwei.
Occasionally a few will run away, but I will usually pick them up next time I patrol the mountains.
One of them has nothing to worry about, and the other has nothing to worry about. They talk about everything with their brows stretched out and lazily.
The Xianwei put his hands in his sleeves like a farmer, with his palms stacked in his sleeves. "Our sorrows are often brought about by yesterday, and worries are often worries about what will happen tomorrow. Even if there is a recipe for immortality in the world, how can we solve the problem that yesterday has passed?
Things that have not yet come tomorrow. Buddhism says that things cannot be eliminated except the mind. As a common man, we always know that it is easy to do but difficult to do. How can we truly let things change according to our hearts."
Xiaomi Li shook his head and said seriously: "Master Xianwei, you are an immortal who practices superb Taoism in the mountains."
The young Taoist priest leaned comfortably on the back of the bamboo chair and said with a smile: "Maybe Xiaomi has a clever trick, please give me some advice."
Xiaomi Li laughed and said, "Then just ask the right person!"
If you ask me how to practice immortal magic, I'm sorry, the big water monster in Dumb Lake can only wander the rivers and lakes, but if you want to ask me how to fight with Unhappy, oh, I do have some insights!
The little girl in black put her chin on her hands and blinked her eyes. She saw the high mountains, the curved water, the chubby white clouds, the big-bellied blue sky... There is no need to repeat what is really in her heart, "Yesterday's worries and unhappiness are all gone."
They are small grains of rice and some are big. Put them in the big happy bowl today, eat them, fill the gaps between your teeth, and put the bowl on the big table tomorrow."
The young Taoist priest gently touched his palms and exclaimed in admiration, "That's right, that's right. Don't dedicate your limited body to dedicating millions of sorrows to the world."
Xiaomi Li handed over another handful of melon seeds, and Xianwei took it and said with a smile: "I also have a bowl, but I didn't bring it with me. I left it at my ancestral home."
With a glass of wine in hand, big things are like mustard seeds; while eating melon seeds, small things are like the sky.
Xiaomi Li rubbed her cheeks but stopped talking.
Xianwei smiled heartily and said: "Pindao didn't pop out of a stone. Of course he has his hometown and his ancestral home."
Xiao Mi Li chewed the melon seeds and whispered: "Master Xianwei, Sister Pei said that you were not yet successful back then. When you were in Longyou Shoal, you were captured by the bandit den as the accountant. Sister Pei also said that you were the big guy.
The plump female head of the house is strong and powerful. She covets your... beauty and wants to steal you as her husband. Sister Pei also said that it was a shame that you refused to obey and used many tricks to pretend that she was in Beijing to take the exam.
After you are named on the gold medal list, you will definitely come back and it will be revealed that the matchmaker is marrying her. He will marry her home in an eight-carriage sedan chair, so that the female master will let you go. When you leave, you splash ink and leave a calligraphy treasure to the village.
It's that 'God rewards hard work', the bandits cheer loudly, the sound shakes the sky, the master sends you down the mountain, the pear blossoms bring rain. Is it true? The story is full of twists and turns, wonderful and exciting."
Xianwei Nanyan felt dizzy after hearing this, "It's an embarrassing thing, an embarrassing thing."
Some of them were exaggerated by Xiao Heitan back then, and some were real. For example, the head of the family was actually as handsome and handsome as a flower. As for the eternal oath, there was no such thing.
There is a small town proverb to describe something meaningless, and one would say "no bright hall". Plaques will be hung in the main halls of wealthy homes.
If a bandit's den where people cut paths down the mountain hangs "Tiandao rewards those who work hard", they can use it to encourage themselves every day. Master Xianwei, don't you consider the feelings of the people nearby and the merchants passing by?
Xianwei recalled some past events and said softly: "It is said to be a bandit nest, but in fact it is a people who are driven to the mountains by the world to survive. There are people who block roads to make money, but there are none who kill people. After getting the money, the bandits still pay IOUs.
I have been traveling all over the country for so many years, but I only have one job. The people who rob the village the most are the old men who have resigned and returned to their hometowns with lavish eunuchs. Oh, they often hire hundreds of people. Can you imagine, those officials?
When you leave office and hand in your seal, not to mention the tables and chairs in the government office, even the windows will be taken away and moved home. I remember that Zhaizi has always wanted to save money. When the debt is paid off, he plans to build a famous martial arts sect and make a living as a escort.
, every time we drink and talk about this, men, women, old and young, their eyes light up."
Xiaomi Li held her cheeks with her hands, listening intently, listening to Taoist Xianwei's eloquent talk about the past.
After taking another look at the sky and scenery, Xianwei raised his sleeves, shook them slightly, closed his eyes, stretched out his hands and started counting.
Setting up a stall to tell fortunes, being able to do fortune-telling, and cutting gold with an iron mouth are the skills of traveling Taoist priests all over the world.
Xiao Mili asked in confusion: "Master Xianwei, what are you doing?"
Xianwei slowly opened his eyes and said seriously: "Let's do the math and see if there is green pepper-fried ham on the table today."
Xiaomi Li rolled his eyes.
Xianwei patted his belly and said with a laugh: "Food is the most important thing for the people, so you can't fool yourself."
Xiao Mili suddenly said: "Check again to see if there are any braised bamboo shoots."
The Xianwei asked: "If the right protector opens his mouth to order food, will the old chef not show off his 120% skill?"
Xiao Mili explained: "Zhong Qiyi doesn't have a good eye. He eats three meals a day, plus a midnight snack, and orders dishes every time. It pisses off the old chef, so I won't add fuel to the fire."
Besides, in private, the old cook would send her and Sister Nuanshu all kinds of pastries every now and then, so many that he almost couldn’t remember their names.
Xianwei nodded vigorously, but he was actually extremely grateful to Zhong Qian, the toothpick-wielding man. Without his courage to face the difficulties, Xianwei and Zheng Dafeng would not have been able to get back to work.
On the mountain road, a young man with an astonishing face slowly walked up. Xianwei was already familiar with this, but he couldn't lose his etiquette and stood up together with Xiao Mili.
Arriving at the gate of the mountain, the young man pointed to the top of a mountain very close to Luopo Mountain, signed up for his number, and said with a smile: "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. I come from Tiandu Peak. My surname is Lu Mingshen, and my Taoist name is 'Tianbian'."
The Xianwei said, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I am a poor and mysterious person. I am a poor mountain gatekeeper. I have met fellow Taoist Lu."
"Tianbian", right? The boy's Taoist slogan is not bad either, Xuanxu, let's see who has the more powerful Taoist slogan.
However, Xiao Mili was curious as to why the music composer, who was always diligent and diligent, didn't show up.
Lu Shen calmly turned aside slightly, his expression as usual, "Xuanxu Immortal Chang and Luolu Mountain really complement each other. If the mountain is not high, the immortal will be spiritual, and if the mountain is not high, the Tao will be obvious."
Xianwei couldn't answer the question all of a sudden. Such kind words were a bit too much. According to Zheng Dafeng, it's all about the heat. Pay attention to the heat.
Lu Shen said straight to the point: "I visited Luopo Mountain today to tell you something. I hope the Taoist Master can tell it to Master Chen as soon as possible. Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane has a direct descendant. He is both the founding disciple and the closing disciple. This person is the town's master.
The local people. As for the remaining apprentices who were recruited outside, they were all used as a cover-up by Ma Kuxuan. As for this person’s name, I really can’t say more.”
Xianwei was confused when he heard this, but he still nodded and agreed.
Wei Bo followed Lu Shen closely to the mountain gate.
Lu Shen said: "I have met Wei Shenjun."
Wei Bo looked unhappy, "I don't dare to take it seriously."
Lu Shen said from his heart: "A few years ago, Cui Guoshi came to Tiandu Peak and had some honest remarks with me."
Wei Bo frowned slightly.
With Lu Shen's cultivation and methods, he deliberately concealed it, and even if the Dali court wanted to investigate, they would not be able to find any clues.
Of course, the premise is that Lu Shen's cross-continental journey and settling in Dali have the permission or acquiescence of the national preceptor Cui Han.
Tiandu Peak is located between Luopo Mountain and the town. It is closer to Luopo Mountain than Tiaoyu Mountain and Fuyaolu, so it is not a normal close neighbor, but like a next-door neighbor.
On the surface, the Immortal Capital Peak, which has great meaning, and the "landlord" recorded by the Dali court, are an Xianjia sect with similar background as the Huangliang sect.
Over the years, there have only been a dozen or so mountain monks in Tiandu Peak, which has always been full of immortality. There are no earthly immortals sitting on the top of the mountain. They live in seclusion, which is more like a closed mountain than Luopo Mountain. Occasionally, monks come down from the mountain, which is to let a person who has not yet entered the mountain climb up.
Young monks who are in the middle fifth realm go to Zhoucheng to buy some firewood, rice, oil and salt regularly. Tiandu Peak and Luopo Mountain have no contact with each other, and they are not even familiar faces.
The top of the main mountain of Tiandu Peak is slightly lower than the main mountain of Luolu Mountain, Jiling Peak, so it does not hinder the line of sight. Chen Lingjun and the others can have a panoramic view of the town from the top of their home.
The identities of the three neighboring mountain owners are naturally kept in the archives of the Dali Dynasty. Wei Bo, as his immediate boss, the God of the Five Mountains, can of course consult them at will. However, after so many years, Chen Ping'an has no intention of exploring, and Wei Bo has never asked.
He took the initiative to mention this matter. Later, Pei Qian secretly bought Fuyao Mountain with money. Tiaoyu Mountain was the private property of Changchun Palace Ganyi and was also taken over by Cui Dongshan. Xie Gou set his sights on Tiandu Peak and wanted to spend money.
Bought as a dowry. Unfortunately, when she mentioned it to Wei Bo, Wei Bo only said that he couldn't buy it with money, and that he would have to wait until the owner of your mountain became the Grand Master of Da Li.
Xie Gou is not the mountain master. She has already confirmed that there is indeed no Earth Immortal in Tiandu Peak, and even the Supreme Five Realms are practicing there. Otherwise, if she breathes and refines Qi even slightly, she will know about it.
If there is a time-honored Ascension Realm hidden in the mountains that is very good at concealing secrets from the heavens, if it does exist, it would be fine to hide it very deep, but fellow Taoists had better not move.
When Lu Shen chose to take the initiative to show up, Wei Bo felt depressed and annoyed because of this. According to Wei Bo's unique information channel, Tiandu Peak did have a "real landlord" hiding behind the scenes, but Wei Bo couldn't help it.
Unexpectedly, this person and his family were still the pawns pushed to the forefront by Lu Shen. Therefore, Wei Bo felt that it was his silence that misled the always cautious Chen Ping'an.
Damn it, this Tiandu Peak is the top of the mountain right under his nose. Wei Bo is afraid of such a big mistake just thinking about it.
Lu Shen, the head of the Lu family in China, is so high that others fear you but I, Wei Bo, will not tolerate you!
Wei Bo was extremely unhappy, and Lu Shen was quite depressed.
The appearance of the girl in the mink hat is a big trouble. I don't know whether she is idle or has special powers, but she has a spiritual consciousness every now and then, no matter day or night, without any rules at all, and she is always sneaking around.
When patrolling Tiandu Peak, he did not do things properly and was really unscrupulous. This made Lu Shen even not dare to take it lightly. He could only set up three small heavens and add dozens of secret technique restrictions to cover up his own energy. It cost a lot of money.
A little spiritual energy and a sum of fairy money were nothing, but they were a huge waste of time and made Lu Shen helpless.
Later, in the Lu family in Middle-earth, Chen Ping'an and the girl in the mink hat returned to the world from the outer world. "Evil guests came to the door." At that time, Lu Shen, who appeared to be a young man, was actually in love with the thankless dog, or in other words, the wild white scene.
, couldn't be more familiar. Not only is his swordsmanship amazing, but he is also good at many Taoist techniques. Even Lu Shen, who considers himself to have good Taoist qualifications, almost doubts whether Bai Jing is similar to Ruan Xiu and Li Liu.
Lu Shen looked up at the mountain gate archway and said to himself: "The enemies of my enemies may not be friends, but at least there is a certain chance of becoming allies."
"Zou Zi is my sworn enemy on the great road. He goes up to the world and down to the earth, but he can never get ahead. It's extremely painful."
"Since the goals are the same, he has his dragon-slaying skills, and I have my own dragon-drawing and dragon-supporting skills. Then let's show off our magical powers and compete."
The matter of cultivating Taoism is to sail against the current. A Taoist heart must not retreat even a little bit, and a Taoist spirit must not weaken in the slightest.
Xiaomi Li had already sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere. It was rare to see Wei Shanjun looking so annoyed, so she sat on the small bamboo chair, looking at her nose and heart, and her mind went to the old cook's kitchen.
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The Xianwei was also sitting upright, but he looked at the young man with a great name out of the corner of his eye. Judging from his attire, he didn't look like a rich man, but since he was able to have Wei Shenjun come to entertain guests in person, his identity must be very intimidating.
Wei Bo didn't bother to talk around with Lu Shen, and sneered: "May I ask the head of the Lu family, when did you come to Tiandu Peak to personally plan the great cause?"
The state-owned Legalist family has family rules and townships and township covenants. The high-ranking landscape gods are within their own jurisdiction. It is their duty to help the orthodox court keep an eye on the developments of the monks and the Immortal Mansion.
Lu Shen said calmly: "It is customary at the foot of the mountain that the winter solstice is like the New Year. I arrived at Huaihuang County on this day. After some rough research, I chose Xiandu Peak as a temporary dojo. On the second day of the first lunar month of the new year, I was in the mountains
, the first time I saw the face of Shanzhu Chen." (Note 1, Chapter 188 "Rules and Trivialities")
At that time, all the mountains in the west were undergoing large-scale construction, opening caves, building mansions, and adding immortality to the Taoist temples. Luopo Mountain had a mountain temple that was officially sanctioned by the imperial court because of Jiling Peak.
It has been decided that the money that should be spent should not be less than a copper coin. The young mountain owner has picked it up ready-made, and does not need to spend money on things such as opening roads. As for pretending to be fat, that's fine.
It had to be shown to others. At that time, Chen Pingan was only accompanied by Chen Lingjun and Nuan Shu. There was a big mountain, just the three of them, and at most a mountain god without assistants or maids.
On this day, according to local customs, he was supposed to start visiting relatives to pay New Year greetings. Naturally, Chen Pingan had no relatives to go with, so he simply took the boy in green and the girl in pink to the mountains.
Lu Shen couldn't help but have a complex look on his face, and said slowly: "The boy with straw sandals on the road is close to the water. He looks up at the clouds and the jackals. He carries water and fire, and a hatchet at his waist. He goes up the mountain, climbs to the top, and sees the light of the sky."
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On Difei Mountain, Mao Zhui seems to be teaching the swordsman Nanqiang. The Lord Heavenly Lord Yin Xian on the side is extremely happy.
"Taoism emphasizes the relaxation of nature and the natural way of Taoism. So you can work steadily and easily become an immortal. This is your ability."
Whether ordinary people can practice Taoism depends on whether there is a "way to come". Once they enter the mountains, they start to refine their Qi and preserve their spirits. Whether they can finally attain enlightenment depends on whether they can find a "way out".
"The mountains stand tall and the rivers flow, just like people expressing their thoughts. But no matter how high the mountains are, can they pierce the sky? No matter how majestic the rivers are, the destination is still the sea."
"You are a student of swordsmanship and have devoted your life to pursuing the origin of swordsmanship. Therefore, it is difficult to find people who share the same path while practicing in Difei Mountain. It is inevitable that you will feel that you are alone in your way. Over time, as your level increases, you will easily become arrogant.
Ao. Of course, you also have your difficulties. As the abbot of Damu Temple and leading more than a hundred sword cultivators, you need to bear the honor and disgrace of the Huayang Palace Sword Immortal lineage. You can rely on this convenient method to unite people's hearts without any
question."
Nan Qiang smiled and said: "More than a hundred people?"
This was clearly her beginning to find fault. Palace Master Mao had just entered the Huayang Palace, so he must be busy with official duties and not familiar with the specific conditions of Damuguan, a Taoist tributary, which is reasonable.
Even though Mao Zhui had recommended her as the leader of Difei Mountain, Nan Qiang should be somewhat grateful, but she always had an indescribable awkwardness when getting along with him.
When a spiritual practitioner with a keen sense of spirituality has such inspiration, he must not take it lightly.
The sleeping area should be small so that it is easy to rest your mind. The study should be large so that you can gather energy. Therefore, the library is very high and covers a large area. Mao Zhui’s residence is very small. He just randomly picked a small courtyard near the gate. There is actually a common people’s house under the mountain in the house.
Common white gauze mosquito net.
Not to mention the enlightened people in the mountains, even those accomplished martial arts warriors can drive away mosquitoes and flies by themselves with an invisible force of energy, and frighten the wild beasts in the mountains.
It's a good thing that no one visited the "humble house", otherwise everyone in Nanqiang would be suspicious. This Bone Bone Master, who has obviously reached the Ascension Realm long ago, lives such a simple and ordinary life, who is he showing off to?
Mao Zhui said calmly: "Damu Temple teaches Taoist priests, and the ancestral hall has a total of six generations of genealogies, totaling 105 people. Since you have been in retreat recently, I will only know better than you the current gateway for all of them to practice Taoism."
Nan Qiang asked: "It seems that Gao Qiong is also going into seclusion. Has Brother White Bone Taoist seen her?"
She was a little girl that Patriarch Gao brought back from his hometown a few years ago. Her qualifications were not that outstanding, but the palace master personally led the person up the mountain. Nanqiang and Damuguan were certainly very fond of her.
Mao Zhui said: "According to the secret manual passed down to Gao Qiong by Cuiwei Palace, if she practices step by step to break through seclusion, something will definitely go wrong, she will not be able to pass the dragon gate, and she will most likely fall into the realm. I have asked someone to do it.
Secretly taught her two sword arts, one specifically about dividing water, and the other about refining mirage swords. When she reaches the point where her mind is in tune, the Taoist formula will be able to manifest the dragon gate and a river in Baidi City, and the Taoist priest will be immersed in it.
, shaped like a water dragon walking across the river to climb the dragon gate, it can increase her chances of winning."
Nan Qiang was astonished. He never thought that our Palace Master Mao really knew all the sword cultivators at Damu Temple. Did Grandmaster Gao secretly give the instructions before, or did Mao Zhui want to use Damu Temple to open up the situation?
, if the Sword Immortal lineage, which had not made much progress in the hands of Patriarch Gao, begins to flourish on Mao Zhui's side, wouldn't it be a common tactic of Shanshui officialdom?
Mao Zhui said: "Lu Chen has a study, which is not located in Nanhua City, his dojo. It is built in Yushu City and is called 'Guanqianjian Studio'."
Nanqiang didn't know what Mao Zhui was doing when he mentioned this. Isn't this something known to the whole world?
Mao Zhui said slowly: "It's prepared for me."
Nan Qiang was stunned.
She openly admitted her mistake and said with shame: "Fellow Taoist White Bones, I judged a gentleman with a villain's heart and looked down on you."
Mao Zhui said: "No matter who inherits the Taoist tradition of Huayang Palace, you will be hostile to him. You feel that no matter the merits and morals of any Taoist official, he is not worthy of sitting on the chair of the Patriarch Hall. Furthermore, you are a human being.
He is a Taoist priest who is especially full of vitality and is a sword cultivator, so when you stand next to Master Bai Gu, who is also a sword cultivator, it is natural that you will feel a potential danger, which is a kind of prediction beyond instinct. If I were in Huayang Palace
If you have murderous intentions, you will be the second to notice it."
Nan Qiang asked curiously: "Who is the first, Yin Tianjun?"
Mao Zhui glanced at the south wall, perhaps not quite understanding why she would ask such a question.
Behind the south wall, I realized that the truth was that it was the real owner of this mountain, the Taiyi Mountain God.
Mao Zhui walked to the water's edge. Perhaps the fish swimming in the pond mistook him for his old master, and started to gather around him with their heads and tails wagging.
The old blind man cut out his eyes, and forcibly cut off a piece of land in the wilderness to create hundreds of thousands of mountains. The five elements of native gold kept moving into the mountains, supplemented by the group of divine generals and warriors wearing golden armor, suppressing them.
The powerful Tao Qi from all the air palaces in the body almost rises to the sky, preventing the body from rising to the sky!
The master of Bixiao Cave in Luobaotan, and later the Taoist Temple of Donghai Temple, have been so unforgiving since ancient times. If anyone dares to harm Pindao's Taoism, Pindao will cut off your time and place!
Pure freedom is the ability to do everything you want to do, say no to anything you don’t want to do, and be completely able to bear the cost.
How many ordinary people give up the glory and wealth of the world and go to the mountains to seek immortality. They only seek enlightenment and longevity, and extravagantly hope to live as long as heaven and earth.
Only Lu Chen's pursuit has never been the so-called fifteen realms, or even the perfection of the great road, but only "seeing my true self".
I don't know if he was touched by the scene or just sentimental. He lowered his head and stared at the fish in the water. In an instant, the fish mistakenly thought that there was bait in the water, and they scrambled for food for a while. In the end, it was all in vain and they all dispersed.
Apart from the swordsmanship that can break through the illusion of life and death, it seems that Lu Chen has given all his longing for the world to a pair of bones.
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Luo Lulu Mountain.
Chen Lingjun was burping with wine as he wandered back from the Tiefu River Water God's Mansion. The boy in green had sharp eyes and saw what seemed to be a visitor at the mountain gate. He immediately put away his spell, pressed down his cloud head, and let it fall on the road. He concentrated on it.
Look again and again, it's okay, it doesn't look like the heroic figures in "Passengers", then go and meet for a while, have enough wine and food, and feel in good spirits.
This is not a mistake between him and the new Water God Bai Deng and Rongsheng Miao. They are all brothers. They have not seen each other for several days and miss them very much. So they made an appointment for the three brothers to have a good meal today. Before raising the cup, there was no
I forgot to remind Bai Deng to only have a drink and not to delay official duties. Zeng Cuo packed up his bed and went to the Shui Mansion to help his brothers. He was the dog-headed military advisor, responsible for the punishment, money and food, and the master. He made money in a good way and controlled his subordinates well. Remind Bai Deng
Bai Deng has many tips for dealing with people, how to deal with his boss, control his subordinates, and make good friends with his colleagues. Bai Deng's character and temper are indeed a bit rough due to his moral roots. Fortunately, you have made mistakes in making plans, and Chen Lingjun has learned from him.
By checking for leaks and filling in the gaps, I saved a lot of effort. The position of the Water God is now secure!
Chen Lingjun swung his sleeves and walked towards the mountain gate. He found Wei Bo and the young young man with an unfamiliar face looking at him with such...respect?!
It's strange. There is something wrong with Wei Bo. Ever since he became the Night God, his nose is not a nose, his eyes are not eyes. The sun is coming out in the west today?
Finally, he found that Xiao Mili and Xianwei were both winking at him and gesturing behind him. Chen Lingjun turned his head and was startled. It turned out that two people who came up the road were scholars.
Chen Lingjun looked happy, turned around, put his hands on his hips, stood in the middle of the road, and laughed and said: "Nephew Zheng Shi! We said goodbye last time, long time no see!"
Zheng Juzhong smiled and nodded.
Liu Xiang on the side had no expression on his face, tut.
I've seen people who are reckless and life-threatening, but I've never seen someone who dares to misrepresent Zheng Juzhong as Zheng Juzhong.
Zheng Juzhong just didn't have his name engraved on his forehead. Even the kid in Tsing Yi couldn't recognize it?
Chen Lingjun was wondering why the temporarily unidentified scribe looked a bit stooped.
Lu Shen on the other side of the mountain gate remained calm, but his eyelids trembled slightly.
Chen Lingjun strode towards the apprentice of his brother Chen Zhuoliu, put his hand to his mouth, and said in a low voice: "My nephew, if you haven't had time to find an inn in the county, why not stay at my house in the mountains? You can choose the east and west wings. If you don't like it,
The houses on both sides are small, so I’ll just leave the main house for you to live in. If my family doesn’t speak the same language, there won’t be any hosts or guests, and they won’t be polite or pretentious!”
After thinking about it again, the boy in Tsing Yi quickly added, "If you like to be quieter and more comfortable, there are a few nice houses in the mountains. I'll take you to take a look. Let me know if you like them?"
Poor scholars are all good-looking. Understand! Then the friends around poor scholars must not be rich, Lao Lier!
Wei Bo had nothing to say, so he put his hand on his forehead.
But he was too lazy to explain anything to Chen Lingjun.
It's been this way for so many years.
Zheng Juzhong said: "Xin Ling, no need."
Chen Lingjun was obviously a little disappointed. He slapped his fist and smiled brightly again, "I have to have a meal before leaving. I have a good cook at home, and his skills are quite good..."
Liu Fang smiled and helped to relieve the situation: "Unfortunately, fellow Taoist Jingqing, we just had a home-cooked meal at Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji's place."
Chen Lingjun was not discouraged, "Then let's talk about it next time, save this meal for now."
Good brother Chen Zhuoliu is a poor scholar with little money in his pocket and a thin face. Scholars are so virtuous. Chen Lingjun and the old cook borrowed some real serious books, sorted them into categories, and put them on the table so that they could stay one day.
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Set up a table in the yard, and there are only empty wine glasses on the table. There is no point in empty wine jugs. There is enough wine.
Calling Bai Mangan, plus Brother Jia, who has always been in love with him, called him up the mountain. Then the four of them would sit at a table, have a good time and have a good time.
Every morning, whoever gets up first, just shouts when walking out of the door, an arrow pierces the clouds and thousands of troops come to meet each other, brothers, where is the morning drink?!
Chen Lingjun remembered something and said from the bottom of his heart: "My nephew, to tell you the truth, I have always had a bright mind and am famous for not being confused about important matters. This is not because I was sitting on the steps chatting and spanking with your master earlier. I am not thinking of you and Wen
You can chat with Master Sheng and Big White Goose. I thought this was quite strange. My brain twitched and I was confused. I guess you are the Demon Zheng from Baidi City. Bah, bah, bah.
, Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji, must be Mr. Zheng who is full of righteousness, chivalrous and courageous, hey, he almost scared himself to death."
Liu Xian and Lu Shen looked at each other, and then they both looked at Wei Shenjun, the chivalrous and courageous Zheng Juzhong? Who taught him in Luopo Mountain? Wei Bo had no choice but to rely on his understanding and self-taught.
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "If I were Zheng Juzhong, then wouldn't my master be Chen Qingliu? If he were Chen Qingliu, you and the man who killed the dragon could be brothers. From now on, what are you afraid of?"
Wei Bo was inevitably a little worried. No matter how outspoken Chen Lingjun was in what he said and did, he was still a conscientious person.
Liu Fang was more curious about how the boy in Tsing Yi would respond.
Lu Shen felt that as soon as Zheng Juzhong said these words, murderous intent was everywhere.
Unexpectedly, the kid in green just tilted his head and remained still. It was hard to tell whether his eyes were clear or confused. He just stayed there, "Huh?"
After staying for a long time and shaking his head vigorously, Chen Lingjun stretched out a finger and shook it, "No, no, that's not the calculation. I don't know the specific reason, so I don't know much about it."
Zheng Juzhong said: "What about leaving some for now?"
Chen Lingjun laughed endlessly. To be able to chat with him, he must be someone who has read but not read much.
Lu Shen felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and his heart strings became tense.
Why is Zheng Juzhong here?!
Even so, Lu Shen still acted politely with the people around Zheng Juzhong, holding his breath and concentrating, performing an ancient ritual.
Liu Xi just turned a blind eye.
Going to the mountain gate, while walking, the boy in green clothes first exchanged a fist salute with the strange young man who was very polite. He seemed to have thought of an explanation, scratched his head, and said a sincere word to the nephew Zheng Shi.
"I just want to make a few true friends. It doesn't matter whether my status is high or low, my family background is thick or thin, my money bag is bulging or flat, it doesn't matter. The tabletop where the wine and bowls are placed is always flat."
Zheng Juzhong was stunned for a moment, smiled knowingly, nodded and said, "Uncle Shi knows how to drink."