On the small street at that time, the rain gradually stopped. Ning Yao turned to look at Chen Ping'an, who was breathing calmly and looking calm. Although she didn't like Old Man Yang in her heart, she had to admit that the old man was a real worldly master. people.
"Old Yang is not a simple person."
Ning Yao paused for a moment and turned to look at the inconspicuous Yang's shop, moistened by the light rain on the street. The drug store after the rain had soft outlines and hazy water vapor. The girl made some minor modifications by herself: "Old man Yang, it's not simple."
Chen Pingan didn't hear the difference between the two, but He hummed and said with a smile: "I used to think that Grandpa Yang was a very kind and fair person, but now I know that Grandpa Yang is hiding his secrets. Miss Ning, he should be considered a practitioner, right?"
Ning Yao said something that Chen Ping'an couldn't understand, "It's a bit similar, but it's actually different, but to you, there's no difference."
Now we're at the south end of the covered bridge, we've survived the catastrophe. Chen Ping'an looked back and looked at the girl in green. The young man's mood was also very different.
When she heard the footsteps, she stood up with a shy smile. She saw the boy in straw sandals and the girl in green robe standing side by side. The girl with a ponytail looked a little embarrassed. Chen Pingan did not dare to treat the girl named Ruan Xiu in front of him as an ordinary girl. Of course, the image of the girl that impressed him the most was still the word "sitting on the mountain".
Ruan Xiu glanced at Ning Yao, who looked cold and domineering, but she did not dare to say hello.
Ning Yao glanced at the petite but well-fed and delicate girl, and was reluctant to say hello.
The three of them walked down the steps of the covered bridge together. Chen Pingan said softly: "I heard from Mr. Qi that Liu Xianyang is fine."
Ruan Xiu nodded vigorously and said: "I'm awake. When he woke up, the shopkeeper of Yang's shop saw him and said that it was because of the Lord Yama's mercy that he spared Liu Xianyang his life. The old shopkeeper also said that as long as he wakes up, everything will be fine. I'm afraid of you. I was anxious, so I wanted to tell you as soon as possible, but my father wouldn't let me walk across the covered bridge..."
The girl rambled on, like a chirping oriole on a branch. At the end of the sentence, Somewhat apologetic.
The girl actually had some things she had not said. After Liu Xianyang woke up, she rushed out the door immediately. After arriving at the covered bridge, she was too busy telling the young man the news, completely forgetting that her father did not allow her to enter the small building. However, just as she was about to run down the stairs from the north end of the covered bridge, her elusive father grabbed her by the ear and pulled her back. The girl persuaded her father to allow her to sit on the steps at the south end and wait for others.
This is not the beginning of love, or the love between children, but a spontaneous kindness.
Of course, the premise is that Chen Pingan does not make the girl feel disgusted. On the contrary, she still has some good impressions, or recognition of Chen Pingan.
This was the first time the two met. The young man was willing to fish for others. Afterwards, the wound on his left hand hurt so much that he gasped for breath, but he did not feel any regret. Later, something happened to Liu Xianyang, and the young manAnd he is willing to step forward and take on the things he should be responsible for. Chen Ping'an has accumulated blessings bit by bit.
All this is the long-term persistence of the young Chen Pingan, but he happened to be bumped into by the girl Ruan Xiu. In fact, of course, Chen Pingan missed more, such as the golden carp in the fish basket. The loach given to Gu Can, the four-legged snake, those locust leaves falling in front of the boy's eyes, etc., all these missed opportunities will never be lost just because Chen Ping'an is a person who cherishes blessings. Caught in the boy's hand.
Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao and Ruan Xiu walked down the covered bridge. Neither the boy nor the girl realized that water droplets of different heights quietly fell into the stream.
Those water drops were either originally on the eaves of the covered bridge, or gathered on the railings of the covered bridge, or in the potholes on the outer edge of the corridor of the covered bridge.
Finally they all fell into the creek and merged into the stream.
At the same time, the Yang's shop's backyard, which had a lot of water and was like a small pond, rippled and regained its muddy appearance, just like all the backyards in the world. On the water, stood a A vague figure covered in smoke could be vaguely seen, a hunchbacked old woman with an unclear face.
Old man Yang was not surprised by this. He started smoking a dry cigarette again and asked, "What did you see?"
The figure was like a waterweed, involuntarily "following" "Water" swayed, and he said hoarsely: "That little girl, after all, is the only daughter of our next saint. With such a noble status, why do you fall in love with the boy from the back alley?"
Old man Yang sneered: "That's it?"
The old woman on the water was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak again.
The old man said slowly: "Since you have come to this point now, there are some rules that I should explain to you clearly, so as not to die in the future and not know what happened, but still feel wronged ."
The old man seemed to be brewing a secret and was not in a hurry to speak.
After the rain stopped, the water in the courtyard gradually subsided, and the old woman's figure became increasingly blurry. She said pitifully: "Great Immortal, I just want to see my grandson a few more times."
Old Yang, whose thoughts were interrupted, was a little impatient: "What you think is your business, I am too lazy to care about it."
At this point, the old man's eyes were a little dazed, and he said to himself: "You are lucky. If you fall into the hands of the three religions, you will have no idea whether you will have an afterlife or not. How can you be in your current situation? There is a saying in Buddhism about subduing the wandering mind. The two things of thinking and making vows are very important. Confucianism is better. It's not that broad, but it's just a sincere and sincere teaching, telling the disciples to be cautious and independent, which means that they don't mean what they say. Taoism also elevates the importance of "how to think" and does not hesitate to regard inner demons as the mainstay of spiritual practice. The enemy is more strict than Buddhism, so when many people go astray, there are many so-called heretics. Because Taoism pursues purity and values self-questioning. Once the questions left by the Taoist ancestors are asked, ask yourself. If you live there, you will feel confused..."
Smoking dry cigarettesThe old man was like a hidden dragon in the sea of clouds, and the old woman was even more confused when she heard it. After all, she was a native of this place, and she had never read a book. Naturally, she could not understand these mysterious and mysterious theories. She could only bite the bullet. rote.
Old man Yang suddenly smiled and said: "You don't need to remember these, because we don't care about this."
The old woman was stunned.
Old man Yang repeated, "We don't care what you think, we only see what you do."
The old woman said anxiously: "Great Immortal, I remember it."
Old man Yang twitched his lips and said: "Since you are a river woman, you must be responsible for all affairs in the river. It is not only to accumulate moral virtue for yourself, but also to win the incense of the people of the land and water for yourself. If you can have someone build it for you It is your ability to build a golden body in the temple so that a ray of clone can stand in it. After that, you must strive to have the court accommodate you, join the orthodox genealogy of mountains and rivers in a country, and obtain an officially recognized identity. If you can't do it, it will at least be recorded in the local county annals. If the temple dedicated to you is eventually regarded as a temple of obscenity and ordered to be eradicated by the government and the golden body is torn down, then your life will be difficult, even worse than Guhunye. The ghost still feels uncomfortable."
The old woman took courage and asked: "Great Immortal, as you said before, we are all forbidden here, so what can I, a little river woman, do except live in glory? Daxian, you mentioned the incense in the temple, the mountain and river genealogy, and the local county annals..."
Old man Yang said: "This is the past, it is hard to say in the future. In the future, this place will be from a Xiaodongtian was downgraded to a small blessed land with no threshold. Anyone can come here and no longer have to pay the three bags of copper coins. This is the reason why Emperor Da Li is so unscrupulous. Some things should be done sixty years earlier, or later. If we do it again in sixty years, the result will be completely different."
The old woman gritted her teeth and asked, "Great Immortal, is it because of my grandson that you are willing to protect me?"
Old Man Yang nodded, not concealing his original intention.
The old woman asked again, "In that case, why did the Great Immortal let the Zhenwushan military strategist take away my horse Kuxuan? Why didn't he cultivate it himself?"
It turned out that this incarnation was The old woman in He Po was Granny Ma in Xinghua Lane who was slapped to death.
Old Yang gently knocked the cigarette stick, and the figure on the water formed by the condensed soul of the old woman suddenly became distorted and wailed.
This pain without warning is like an ordinary person who suddenly suffers heart-breaking pain. How can the old woman bear it?
Old man Yang said calmly: "Although in my eyes, there is no distinction between good and bad, no distinction between good and evil, and if you don't use this to measure your virtue, it doesn't mean that I like what you do. Before. I don’t want to argue with you, but in the future, even if I wipe you out, it will only be a matter of a thought, so don’t push it too far.”
The old woman knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: “Great Immortal, I don’t dare to do anything. Dare you!"
Zhenwushan sword cultivation costs a lot of money., the true god surnamed Yin faced the rude questioning of the young man Ma Kuxuan. At that time, even the military swordsman felt palpitations, for fear of provoking the wrath of Thunder. Why in the end, the true god surnamed Yin replied to the young man seriously. ? Or even use human language to answer the seven words "If you have to do something, you really can't do it"?
This is not at all a question and answer that should exist between humans and gods.
It's just that this is strange. I'm afraid even the already transcendent sword cultivator doesn't know what's going on. He just thinks that the true god has his own unknown rules and considerations. But the old man in the small courtyard Knowing everything.
That young man is the destiny.
No less than the maid Zhigui.
Wang Zhu, Wang Zhu.
Together they are the word "zhu".
A real dragon, what is the most precious thing?
Pearls!
Why did she choose to rely on Prince Song Jixin of Dali?
Emperors in the world always like to think of themselves as real dragons. One person's luck can be linked to the dynasty and the country. It is obvious that the two of them are powerful forces joining forces and complementing each other.
But having said that, when it comes to spiritual practice, the road is long, luck, talent, talent, chance, and temperament are all indispensable. But in the end, on the road to spiritual practice, there are both steps ahead, and accumulation and accumulation. So there are no absolutes.
In addition to Ma Kuxuan and Zhigui, this generation in the small town, in fact, Song Jixin, Zhao Yao, Gu Can, Ruan Xiu, Liu Xianyang, and those children who have their own luck and destiny, can be said to be all He is the proud son of heaven.
Even the bottomless old man Yang doesn’t dare to say whose achievements will be higher than others.
Old man Yang glanced at the water in the courtyard and said, "Go ahead, you just need to keep an eye on the movement on the other side of the covered bridge for the time being."
The old woman said in fear: "Great Immortal , that side of the covered bridge, especially the deep pool, even I can't get close to. Every time I go a little bit, it's like cooking in a pan..."
Old man Yang smiled and said, "No need to get close, just keep your eyes on the covered bridge. For example, if something flies out from under the covered bridge in the future, just keep an eye on where it is going."
The old woman quickly took the order and left. go.
On the water in the courtyard, the misty figure of the old woman disappeared like smoke.
"Master, Master!"
At the back door of the main hall of Yang's shop, Zheng Dafeng shouted with a laugh, and hurriedly came to announce the good news.
The two of them came to the backyard one after the other. Zheng Dafeng in front felt wind at his feet, "Senior brother is back, great news!"
Old man Yang looked at Zheng Dafeng The honest man behind him nodded.
But the man hesitated to speak. He was full of questions, but he was clumsy and didn't know how to ask.
In the end, the man just said in a low voice: "Master, why did you accept Ma Kuxuan as your disciple instead of that young man? I don't like the boy named Ma."
Yang The old man glared and said: "So you took the initiative to grab that golden carp and sell it to Chen Pingan?!"
Compared with Zheng Dafeng, who was restrained in front of the old man, the middle-aged man had much more backbone. He sat on the bench where Chen Ping'an sat before, "What's wrong? I'm happy. Master, don't you like that kid too?"
If Chen Pingan was present, he would definitely be shocked, because this was the middle-aged fish seller he met on the street.
Old man Yang laughed angrily: "What's the result? That fish basket and the golden carp were delivered to Chen Pingan? Huh?!"
The man was unhappy, no Say something.
Zheng Dafeng fanned the flames on the side, "Brother, I am not telling you that your Dragon King Basket was in vain. It was not good for anyone, but it was given to Da Li's nemesis, the one from Sui Dynasty. Little prince. Be careful that Song Changjing will settle accounts with you in the future. Besides, it’s better to keep it to my nieces and nephews. Why, senior brother, if you think the treasure is too hot to handle, you can just give it to me.”
Old man Yang looked at him coldly. Zheng Dafeng remained silent and did not dare to say another word. He raised his hands and sat on the steps obediently.
The old man said: "Take Fu Nanhua and let's go to Old Dragon City together."
Zheng Dafeng was surprised. He turned around and saw only the expressionless face of the old man. The vicissitudes of life on his face.
The bachelor man who worked as a gatekeeper for the town slowly looked away, patted his knees, stood up with a wry smile, and walked down the steps to the back door of the shop without saying a word.
The old man's majestic voice came from behind, "Remember, even if you die, you are not allowed to reveal your roots!"
Zheng Dafeng smiled even more bitterly, nodded, did not turn around, and quickened his pace.
After walking to the corridor at the back door of the main hall, the man turned around, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and said in a deep voice: "Master, take care of yourself."
From beginning to end, the old man Not a word was spoken.
Zheng Dafeng left Yang’s shop sadly.
Li Er, a man sitting on the bench, felt a little sorry for his fellow junior Zheng Dafeng: "Master, you are too..."
The old man smiled and said: "Not close. Favor?"
The man nodded, "Junior brother may not be upright all day long, but you are very kind to Master. To be honest, I can't compare to him."
The old man was noncommittal about this, "Anyway, it's just duckweed without roots. Even the weeds on the roadside can't compare. It's not death where you die."
The man sighed and said: "Junior brother will definitely leave the town this time. I feel uncomfortable leaving."
"Generally speaking, if you want to continue the same line of work and pass on the legacy, you need to have three disciples. One of them is 'capable of great use' and can enlighten the master's sect. After the master's death, he will be chosen. Being able to stand up and control the situation is both face and honor. A person who can "renew the incense" may seem to be inferior to the former in all abilities, but he is better than the former. If the sky falls, even if the useful disciple dies, it will happen. It is this person who can ensure the continuation of the popularity of the school. During the peak period, the effect is not obvious, but at the critical moment when the school is in decline, it is very important. The last one must be 'interesting' and have good talent.It’s very interesting to have a good foundation and everything. You don’t even need to be grateful to the master and the sect. As a master, you will not follow the rules of such a disciple. As the saying goes, the disciple will starve the master to death. In the end, this disciple is like this. .
The man asked curiously: "I, junior brother, and Ma Kuxuan, who are the three of us?"
Old man Yang smiled and said: "After all these years, who said I only have three of you apprentices?" "
The man was stunned for a moment, smiling a little awkwardly, "I forgot about this. "
Old man Yang smiled and asked: "What about Song Changjing? "
The man thought seriously for a moment, and only two words came out, "Not bad." "
Old man Yang smoked a dry cigarette, puffed out smoke, and said in wonder: "That's really awesome. "
The man said: "Song Changjing promised..."
Before the apprentice finished speaking, Old Yang stamped his foot, and the world fell silent.
The man smiled and said: " Master, what we have done these years is not considered hidden, so why should we care about this? "
Old man Yang said slowly: "You don't even show off, are you going to rebel? "
The man asked back: "Are they different?
Old man Yang raised his head and glanced at the sky, looking through the three layers of heaven and earth. The old man remained silent.
The man felt heavy and asked: "Master, my two cubs , really want to go to the Cliff Academy? ”
Old man Yang, “Since Qi Jingchun is willing to take this in exchange, why not go?” It is no exaggeration to say that such a good thing is rare in a century. "
Old man Yang asked: "Why didn't Qi Jingchun give it to Chen Ping'an in one go?
Old man Yang smiled and said: "Do you think that is to help Chen Ping'an?" It's almost as if you disliked the child for not dying quickly enough. Do you believe that if you had successfully sent out the Dragon King Basket and the Golden Carp, within three days, Chen Ping'an would have died suddenly somewhere in the town? "
The man said doubtfully: "Chen Ping'an was broken by his father before he was six years old, so there was no restraint. Although this child could not retain any big opportunities, this is a bad thing. , and it’s also a good thing. He is like a light in a dark room, and so many things happen like moths flying into the flame. During this period, isn’t it normal for the poor kid to get something? ”
Old man Yang explained: “As long as he is in a small town, Chen Ping’an will not have any good luck. The opportunity is too great, and the child cannot afford it or keep it, and he will have an empty-handed life.” , it is not easy for him to survive. If it were those so-called proud men of heaven, none of them would die seven or eight times. "
The man grinned and said: "That's why Master, you are willing to help him. Master, what you can give is the only thing that Chen Pingan can accept."
Old Yang hesitated for a moment and exhaled a puff of thick smoke, "Then do you know that you almost killed Chen Ping'an when you tried to give him that opportunity?" The prince of the Sui Dynasty and the eunuch, Ning Yao, the prisoner assassin, that weird Taoist... ChenPing An almost died on this line. "
The man frowned.
Old man Yang changed the topic, "In the past, the saints who were in charge of this world would often do the first thing when they took office. The overwhelming thing left by the ancestors, the second thing is to come to me and say hello, but even these saints, most of them know this and don't know why. There are also two types of people who will not come to my place. The first type of people are mostly from the early years. At that time, the Buddhist sect in Dongbaopingzhou was prosperous and there were many bald donkey monks. This group of people did not dare to come for fear of Dependent on cause and effect. Another situation is Qi Jingchun's case. The superiors simply didn't tell him the truth on purpose, hoping that Qi Jingchun and I would have a conflict and fight. The reason why Qi Jingchun came today is that he figured out the aftertaste by himself, or..."
The old man's face was solemn, "The possibility of this situation is too small, and the consequences are too great to imagine. I hope not , also...probably not. "
There is a cave in the small world.
Qi Jingchun is sitting on one side, while Old Man Yang seems to be in a feudal town, and there is no sign of being under the control of others.
Old Man Yang He sighed with emotion: "A Confucian saint before Mr. Qi Jingchun said, 'The saint exhausts his eyes and uses the rules and criteria to think that the circle is straight.' What does it mean? To put it simply, it is you ordinary people. You must be grateful to the Holy Saint." The great kindness of the master is that he spent a lot of effort and exhaustion to establish these rules and frameworks so that future generations can walk within them and avoid disasters, so that they can have the opportunity to continue to be reincarnated as human beings in the next life.
The man scratched his head and said: "Master, why are you telling me this? I don't understand why Zheng Dafeng can talk to you."
Old man Yang smiled and said: "If you, Li Er, can talk, I won't talk about it." One speaks, one listens, one asks and one answers, it’s just right.
Old man Yang stood up and looked into the distance, "If one day, that child can walk out of the town alive and wander around outside for decades, he will definitely be surprised. It turns out that his hometown town, So big. "
The master stood up, and the man had to follow suit. Although he didn't know how to flatter others, he still understood the rules.
Old man Yang said: "Don't stay here either. , take that shrew of yours and go somewhere. In East Aquarius Continent, you have no hope of breaking through in this life. Song Changjing is a petty person. If you are pushed down by him in the future, you may not find it disgusting. As a master, I still find it disgusting. By the way, son or daughter, if you really can't bear to part with it, you can take one away. At worst, you can take away less of Qi Jingchun's gift. "
The man asked: "Master, if my wife insists on taking the two babies away together, what should I do? "
Old man Yang said angrily: "Who is in charge in your family? ! "
The man said with a matter-of-fact expression: "She! "
The old man took a deep breath and waved his hand to chase people away, "Go away, go away, all four members of the family, you are doing what you like!" ”
The man walked down the steps and suddenly turned around and asked: "What about you, Master?"
The old man sat back on the bench and reached out to touch the dry tobacco in his pocket. He found that there was nothing. After taking back his hand, His face was calm and he said: "What else can I do? I'm just waiting to die."
The man walked to the eaves over there, turned around and smiled for no reason: "I don't think Ma Kuxuan can take something like that away."
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The old man looked gloomy and laughed at himself: "If he can't be taken away, then no one can take him away."
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Small Town The four surnames and ten tribes suddenly received the news that within three days, all outsiders must evacuate the town. Lizhu Cave Sky is temporarily only allowed to leave, not enter.
Although the resentment was overwhelming, no one questioned the matter in the end.
In the eastbound team, the ancestor of the Li family did not hesitate to come forward in person and secretly escort the young ancestor of Zhengyang Mountain away.
The next day, far to the west of the town, there were bursts of rumbling sounds, like a cow turning over, shaking the earth and the earth.
It turned out to be the mountain-moving ape from Zhengyang Mountain, which really lifted up a huge mountain.
The old ape showed his true form and was about to carry it on his back.
The old ape's shoulders tilted suddenly, as if there was a heavy object pressing on his shoulders. The old ape raised his head and squinted his eyes.
On the top of the mountain on the shoulder, there is a small figure.
Qi Jingchun.
The old ape laughed and said: "Qi Jingchun! Don't be so stingy and miss important things!"
Qi Jingchun said in a deep voice: "Put this Piyun Mountain back."
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The old ape raised his shoulders, shouted angrily, and said wildly: "So what if you don't let me go?!"
The next moment, the mountain-moving ape suddenly left the bottom of the mountain with his hands and rolled sideways , the huge body weighed down countless nearby trees.
The next moment, the thousand-foot giant ape was stepped on by someone and fell into the ground.
That person is truly upright. Compared with him, the mountain-moving ape seems to be an ant on the sole of someone else's feet.
Another kick trampled the old ape who was trying to get up into the ground again.
Another kick.
The thousand-foot-long old ape lay limp in the pit, covered in blood and dying.
The man hunched over, as if his head was against the sky, looked down at the mountain-moving ape, and said with a smile: "If I were sixty years ago, the first thing I would do after going out would be to kick Flatten Zhengyang Mountain!"