Chapter 10 The spirit of eating cattle

Cai Jinjian was walking backwards. In fact, when the foot stepped down, she already realized that something was wrong.

The only thing that is more intolerable than stepping on dog poop is, of course, stepping on it, and the result is being seen by others. But the thing that is more tragic than this is undoubtedly the person who sees it, and tells you. , you really stepped on shit.

Cai Jinjian is not a shallow-minded woman, nor is she a delicate daughter who cannot bear hardships. As one of the many descendants of the owner of Yunxia Mountain, it speaks volumes that she can stand out and win the final spot. Yunxia Mountain has a total of eighteen peaks, which are shrouded in smoke all year round. It is rich in Yungen stone, which is an important material for the Taoist Danding sect to refine external elixirs. It is famous for its "flawless and unstained" style and is unique. Therefore, people on Yunxia Mountain must pay attention to cleanliness and elegance. Most of them have mysophobia, and Cai Jinjian is certainly no exception. If it weren't for the small town being too involved, Cai Jinjian would never have set foot in the small town in her life, let alone let her walk in the mud bottle alley filled with chicken excrement and dog excrement. The most embarrassing thing is that after coming here, they who were originally high and mighty The gods and immortals are like small fishes thrown ashore. Suddenly they lose all their support. The family that occupies a certain cave heaven and paradise, the Tongxuan cultivation that can move mountains and seas, control the wind and soar, subjugate demons and monsters. , the mysterious magic weapon used to command gods to control ghosts, are all gone.

Then there was the scene where Cai Jinjian stepped on dog shit.

Fu Nanhua originally thought it was interesting that Fairy Cai from Yunxia Mountain, who was spotless, had slimy and smelly dog ​​excrement in her boots. Who would dare to believe it if she told her?

But the next moment, Fu Nanhua shouted in a deep voice: "Cai Jinjian, stop!"

Song Jixin, who was standing on the mud wall, had his pupils shrunk and clenched the sculpture in his palm. Dragon green pendant.

In the alley, Cai Jinjian seemed to have stepped in front of Chen Ping'an in one step. Her slender hand, as clear as mutton fat and jade, quickly slapped the straw-shoe boy's Tianling cover, and Fu Nanhua appeared behind her. The moment she heard a sound to stop her, she suddenly stopped holding her hand, finally lifted it up gently, and patted it down softly. After doing this intimate gesture as if an elder was doting on a younger one, she bent down and stared into the young man's eyes, which were like a clear pool of water. Cai Jinjian could almost see her own face from the bottom of the clear spring. Unfortunately, she was in an extremely bad mood at the moment. She smiled and said, "Little guy, I know you deliberately slowed down when you spoke."

Fu Nanhua breathed a sigh of relief. If Cai Jinjian really dared to kill people here, he would most likely be expelled from the town and turn the entire Yunxia Mountain into a huge laughing stock.

He looked gloomy and reminded her in orthodox elegant Mandarin: "Cai Jinjian, please think twice before you act. If you are still so impulsive next time, I think it is necessary to abandon the covenant. I don't want to be harmed by you. Fetching water from a bamboo basket was in vain."

Cai Jinjian, who had his back to the young master of Old Dragon City, muttered quickly in a low voice: "The best ones see the Buddha quickly, the lowest ones see the Buddha later... There is a pure land, there is a pure land. Lotus pond..."

She quickly turned her head and smiled apologetically at Fu Nanhua, "I lost my temper. I promise that nothing like this will happen again."

Fu Nanhua sneered: "Are you sure?"

Cai Jinjian laughed it off and did not follow Fu Nanhua's vows. He lowered his head again and looked at the boy in straw sandals, speaking to himself in the elegant Mandarin that is prevalent in the continent. : "My Yunxia Mountain originates from one of the five sects of Buddhism. The most important thing is to subdue the mental ape and tie the mental horse. However, before I came here, I couldn't even figure out what the mental monkey and the mental horse were. The elders of the family never wanted to encourage this. Just let me explore on my own. I never thought that I would step on a piece of dog shit in your Mud Bottle Alley today, but instead I would notice a clue..."

Chen Pingan reminded: "This sister, It’s been a long time since you stepped on dog shit, why haven’t you scratched it off quickly?”

The fairy woman originally felt that she had entered a Buddhist pure land state of mind. After hearing this, Immediately her power was broken and she fell back into the world. Her face was ashen, but Fu Nanhua's warning was still echoing in her ears. She had no choice but to vent her anger. She stretched out a finger and poked the straw-shoe boy's forehead hard. She glared and said, "You are so young. Hasn't anyone taught you that being perverse is a sign of premature death, and being acrimonious is a sign of bad luck?"

Chen Ping'an was thick-skinned and didn't care, just looking at the people not far away? Song collected his salary and didn't say anything.

The latter jumped up and cursed: "Chen Ping'an, look what I'm doing, it's really unlucky!"

Fu Nanhua was surprised to find that he had not yet entered Song Jixin's yard. , his face became a little unhappy, and he did not hide his sarcasm: "Cai Jinjian! It's really interesting. There are still people in the world who are a piece of shit and delay the path of immortality."

For the first time, Cai Jinjian was not angry. After taking a deep look at the thin boy with an unattractive appearance, she turned around and left.

Suddenly the young man behind him said softly: "Sister, your eyelashes are very long."

How dare a vulgar secular ant dare to molest a fairy goddess?

Cai Jinjian was furious and turned his head suddenly.

I have made up my mind to teach this seemingly honest but cunning village brat a lesson even if I lose some of my strength. Even though Cai Jinjian and the others entered this place, they were like prisoners in a cage, with their hands and feet tied, and they hit the wall everywhere. The utensils are no longer controllable for the time being, but the benefits of practicing since childhood, such as entering the hall, can feed the body back, as if tempering the muscles and bones all the time. Although the effect is not obvious, it is far better than that of martial arts practitioners who cannot focus on this way. , but based on this foundation, to deal with a young man who is crawling around in the mud of the market, he can easily pick it up and move his hands and feet on some important acupuncture points to plant the root of the disease and break it

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Yangshou, it’s easy.

But in the slightly dark alley, she only saw a dark face and a pair of bright eyes.

The bright moon rises over the sea.

Cai Jinjian's eyes lit up at first, and then some of the natural pity of a woman emerged. Finally, the pity gradually faded away from her red and phoenix eyes, and she smiled brighter and brighter, suddenly realizing.

BeheadThe inner demon is just opportunity.

You need to know that Yunxia Mountain, which is close to Buddha and far away, has always advocated a point of view since the founder of the mountain, Yunxia Lao Xian: every time the origin and destruction of the origin is a tribulation.

Of course, there is no theorem or formula for this method of overcoming the catastrophe, and it is up to the authorities to solve the puzzle on their own.

For example, the current Cai Jinjian.

She felt that she had found the one who needed to be suppressed and subdued. It was the boy who seemed innocent but was actually a hindrance.

So she raised a palm again, covered the boy's heart, and pressed it gently. All these movements are as fast as thunder. Even if the boy consciously took half a step back, he was still no match for the tall woman's attack.

Fu Nanhua stared intently at the alluring and graceful back. Instead of feeling any charm at all, his heart was full of murderous intent, almost condensing into a heart of stone. He deliberately concealed his murderous intention and deliberately shouted loudly. He said angrily: "Earlier, you flicked your finger on the young man's forehead, causing him to suffer from diseases all year round. Such a punishment is enough! Why do you have to do it again? Cai Jinjian, are you crazy? Do you really want to do this for a bitch? Don't you even care about the opportunity of the road?"

Cai Jinjian turned a deaf ear. Fu Nanhua lowered his voice, regained his graceful demeanor and said with a smile: "The dignified Cai Jinjian of Yunxiashan is arguing with a young man in the market. Don't you think it's embarrassing?"

Cai Jinjian turned around and said with a smile: "This alley is really destined for me. I can get a chance from this. Although it's not big, it's mosquito meat. It’s also meat, which is a good sign. I have more confidence in the young man named Gu Can!”

Fu Nanhua was stunned.

Is it possible that this girl really had an epiphany?

Cai Jinjian raised one foot and saw the disgusting filth. He laughed and said, "You are really lucky."

Song Jixin's face was gloomy and uncertain. No change of mind can be seen.

The unnoticed maid Zhigui stood there in silence. At a certain moment, two pairs of pale golden pupils appeared in her eyes, one with double pupils.

Fu Nanhua had a vague feeling in his heart. He suddenly turned his head and looked around quickly. He didn't notice anything strange at all. Finally, he looked up and down at the maidservant. The feeling of discomfort was attributed to Cai Jinjian's actions, which attracted the gaze of the celestial sage in the town.

Cai Jinjian was in a good mood. The many stagnant thoughts that had accumulated before were flowing down like a flood.

More than just a small chance?

If not for the hollow Yunxia Mountain, she really needs a "heavy weapon of the Immortal Family" of sufficient weight to suppress the mountain's luck that is constantly leaking, and she also needs to use it to lay her foundation for the future. Otherwise, Cai Jinjian would like to leave this place immediately and return to Yunxia Mountain to retreat for ten or twenty years.

Cai Jinjian walked towards Fu Nanhua’s alley maid.

The young man behind him asked: "Are youWhat has been done to me? ”

Cai Jinjian didn’t even look back, “Little guy, you’re overthinking.” "

The young man fell silent.

Cai Jinjian looked back and smiled, "You will die in half a year at most. "

The young man was stunned for a moment.

She smiled softly and said: "I really believe it, my sister lied to you! "

Chen Pingan grinned.

Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua, a man and a woman from the Immortal Family, had an idea in their minds almost at the same time.

The frog in the well, the ant under the mountain .

Song Jixin was squatting on the wall watching the show, rubbing his temples with his hands, his expression unusually serious.

Even though Zhigui had brought his eccentric sister, He went to find the slug Gu Can, and the young guy who spent a lot of money to take advantage of him after a disagreement also walked into his yard.

The thoughtful Song Jixin was still squatting there in a daze, the emperor Zhuo Jue. In the sight of the young man, there was a thin young man standing in the mud bottle alley. After looking at the back of the tall woman for a while, he quickly stopped looking and walked towards the door of his courtyard, but the Chaimen opened it after a long time.

So much so that the young man did not hear clearly what Fu Nanhua said behind him.

The old Dragon City young master had no choice but to repeat, "Song Jixin, do you know this?" Is there a kind of person in the world who is very different from you? "

Song Jixin finally came to his senses, turned around and continued to squat, looking down at Fu Nanhua, who was wearing a high crown and elegant clothes, and said flatly: "I know.

Fu Nanhua had no choice but to swallow the words that had already reached his lips, but he was still a little unwilling to do so and asked with a smile: "Do you really know?"

The young man from a small town with a mysterious life experience, with cold eyes, sneered: "Are you trying to say that they are alive and dead, with flesh and bones, eternal life, and boundless Taoism?" ! "

Fu Nanhua nodded and said happily: "We can be regarded as half Taoist friends. ”

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Song Jixin glanced at the door of the next door from the corner of his eye, looking slightly absent-minded and out of place.

Fu Nan Hua said frankly and honestly: "Then I will open the skylight and tell the truth. No matter what you have, as long as you are willing to raise a price, I will buy it even if you sell it! "

Song Jixin said doubtfully: "I can see that between you and that woman, your family status is higher. Since she can treat the guy next door like that, why are you willing? Treat me like this..."

Fu Nanhua took the initiative to take over the words, "Be equal? "

Song Jixin nodded and praised: "You are a very good person, and it is not difficult to talk to you. ”

Fu Nanhua didn’t care about the young man’s condescension, whether it was his position or the arrogant tone of his words.

He and Cai Jinjian regarded the straw-shoe boy as a humble fool.They were completely different from each other. Fu Nanhua was not only close to Song Jixin, but he was always in awe of Mubo Lane, which he couldn't explain.

So Fu Nanhua indeed regarded the young man in front of him as a comrade.

On this avenue, the further you go, the higher and lower the status, the difference between men and women, age, are all false and meaningless.

Song Jixin jumped off the courtyard wall and whispered: "Go and talk in the room."

Fu Nanhua nodded and said: "Okay."

Song Jixin When Xin crossed the threshold, he asked casually: "Just asking, what is your relationship with that sister who seems to have a good child at first glance?"

Fu Nanhua said without hesitation: "For the time being. We're in the same group, but we're not all the same."

Song Jixin said something incomprehensible, "Then you guys are too sloppy in doing things, and it's not smooth at all. I've heard before. In that world of gods, demons, and weird things, as long as one is a cultivator, when there is a grudge, shouldn’t it be done by eradicating the root cause and never causing any future troubles?”

The eldest son of the Fu family grew up in the old Longcheng after all. The descendant of the Immortal family is used to seeing strong winds and waves. After hearing these words, his face showed no emotion.

He asked with a smile: "Do you have a grudge between you?"

The young man opened his eyes wide and pretended to be surprised: "What are you talking about?"

As if realizing that the man in front of him didn't believe it at all, Song Jixin suppressed the exaggerated and artificial look on his face, took the lead in taking a seat on the chair in the lobby, stretched out his hand to motion for Fu Nanhua to sit down, and then said seriously: "My neighbor and I lost our parents when we were very young. Chen Ping'an, after being neighbors for so many years, he has never had a quarrel, believe it or not."

Fu Nanhua understood the boy's hidden meaning instantly.

The boy next door is helpless and has no roots.

If you die, you will die, and no one will pursue the matter.

The young master of Old Dragon City couldn't laugh or cry, and suddenly realized that the disturbance in this alley was a bit ridiculous.

It can be said that the poor boy next door deliberately concealed the addresses of Song Jixin’s master and servant, which led to a sudden disaster, and he would suffer and die for it.

Just now, this young man from the Song family, who seemed to come from a family of bells and whistles, wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, causing them to die.

One cut is not enough, another cut is needed.

Fu Nanhua couldn't help but sigh with emotion. No wonder "The Corpse" said: Although the son of a tiger and leopard has not been written down, he already has the spirit of eating cattle.

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In the courtyard of Gu Can’s house, the child has been locked in the inner room by his mother. The woman and the old man who calls himself the "True King" are sitting opposite each other.

The old man put away his criss-crossed palms and smiled: "The overall situation has been decided."

The woman asked doubtfully: "I dare to ask the immortal master what he did just now, so that he can Let Chen Ping'an..."

At this point, she noticed that the old man's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she was so frightened that she quickly shut up.

The old man looked towards the courtyard gate, gently flicked his sleeves, and brought up a breeze, which was spinning around the small courtyard and lingering. Then the old man said: "For a person of my status, the more I set foot in this place, the deeper I fall. Yu Ni Bodhisattva is in a helpless situation when he crosses the river. Although it is not difficult to save himself at present, the longer it goes, the more... well, as the young man Song Jixin said, it is called dragging his feet, and he can only be a person who is full of karma. The end. Fortunately, that person is angry. Even if he has taken a big step back, he is still in danger and cannot escape the disaster. It is a pity that the situation that was expected to enjoy the incense of the ages has taken a turn for the worse... I can take this opportunity to make some plans for your son, and see if I can not only end the young man's life, but also cut off the influence of some saints and immortal masters in the future, so as to avoid the worries of settling accounts in the future, so that my new harvest can be saved. On the road to immortality in the future, the disciple will ride on the power of wind and thunder and finally transform into a dragon..."

The woman sat aside, listening intermittently, sweating profusely.

The old man asked with a smile: "Isn't it strange? He is clearly an outsider who eats rosy clouds, drinks dew and pays no attention to worldly affairs. Why does he devote himself to cultivating Taoism and practice it over and over again? It seems that he has only achieved this. Banchengfu is so angry? Isn't she any better than an ignorant village woman like you?"

The woman quickly lowered her head and said tremblingly: "I don't dare to think so!"

The old man laughed it off and waited quietly for Yunxiashan Cai Jinjian’s knock on the door.

On the road of spiritual practice, there are endless techniques and infinite magical powers. There are big and small principles, and there are high and low levels of Tao.

Cai Jinjian treats you like ants, why don’t I treat her and Fu Nan like ants?

How can you make sense with the ants under your feet?

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