The man said, beauties, jewels and imperial seals all come from the bottom of the yellow sand. If you ask where they came from, it doesn’t matter who took them off. Little brother, you will be the same when you wear them. You pick a place tonight and we will pay for it with one hand.

Deliver the goods with one hand, I will keep and erase all the restrictions on the robe. If you are not worried, you can find an expert to help you. I do business with few taboos, just to make both the buyer and seller feel at ease.

The young monk said angrily, "You are mentally ill. Get away!"

The man sighed and said, "Business and business cannot be done with justice, so why are you scolding people?"

The man moved away, apparently looking for his next customer.

In a small county on the border between Kuizhou and Qizhou, it is said that a stranger from a foreign land has arrived. He is dressed in raccoon fur and has a fox hat. He has a burly figure and looks like a man in the army and speaks a northern accent.

This person was accompanied by three followers, all of whom were Qi practitioners. He had no status as a Taoist official of a country, nor did he have a landscape genealogy from the Immortal Mansion on the mountain. He only had the location and name of his ancestral home, and the seal of the local government. This person had been inspected

Looking at the dense stamps on the pass, the local county government found it strange, but they didn't take it too seriously. Since they can travel to so many places, they must not be the kind of villains who rely on magic to cause trouble.

Already.

The group of people found a random place to stay in the city. It was said that it was a haunted house that was often haunted by ghosts.

Inside the house, there were overgrown weeds and the window paper was leaking.

In addition to stacks of medicinal books on the table in the room, there are also piles of bamboo tubes cut into different lengths and lengths, all with holes.

In the small yard, there is a large water tank with a few fish caught not long ago, waiting to be cooked.

There were three monks in the small house who were half followers and half Taoists, two men and one woman. Qing Ling picked them up along the way and took them with him.

Their realms are not low. They have two golden elixirs and one dragon gate. They originally had their own Taoist temples in their hometown of Yongzhou. They dare not claim to occupy one side and dominate. At least they still have a few Taoist friends in the court.

But this journey was not without trepidation. After all, I was traveling across states. Especially when I passed through Ruzhou before, I didn't even go to the Chijin Dynasty. I always felt that I would punch to death if I encountered a martial arts figure on the road.

them.

This is all to blame for that weirdo who likes hairpins and gave them a fake certificate. In fact, the three of them had serious status earlier and there was no need to change them. But that fellow Taoist Qingling insisted on changing them to new ones.

The reason for their identity was that they disliked their previous names and Taoist names, which were too small and did not have a good meaning. As a Qi practitioner, taking a Taoist name was a matter of reincarnation for the second time. Therefore, the three of them traveled all the way.

With a false identity and accompanying Taoist fellow Qingling to deceive, shouldn't they feel panicked?

In their hometown of Yongzhou, they had long heard that there was a strange man in a certain county who behaved strangely. He wore three flowers on his head all year round. His name was unknown, and he could write poems. He was a fairy.

Sometimes he wears a splendid red shirt and chats with noble officials and immortals, sometimes he wears ragged clothes and wanders around the market, hanging out with beggars on the street. He likes to say weird things that no one can understand.

My hands want to cover the bird in the vase, but my four feet are only afraid of the snake in the well. The light of toads dims the road all day long, and my eyes are full of yellow buds...

I never thought that I would meet such a guy, but in the end, I would become a grasshopper on a rope. As the old saying goes, it is easier to get on the pirate ship than to get off the pirate ship.

Among the three people in the room who share the same adversity, there is a woman with a slender neck and as white as snow. The ashram is at Mianyang Lake in Yongzhou. Now this female cultivator who is born into the genus of spirits is named Chunshe.

There is a short man wearing brocade clothes, with a body that looks like he is growing sideways. He comes from Qingcao Lake, Longyang County, Yongzhou, but he is a self-proclaimed romantic. His name is Wu Chi now, and he once called himself the Young Master Wu Guang.

The last slender man is named Qiu Ye. According to Taoist friend Qing Ling, this meaning means that the night is dark and the moon is bright, and the lonely man is wearing clothes and standing in the middle of the moon.

He got such a brand-new Taoist title out of nowhere. He was born in Yongzhou, a place where strange snakes grew wild in ancient times. However, there were many snake catchers in this place, so there were only a few people who achieved Taoism through refining their bodies. Even more so when it comes to turning into a dragon by walking on a river.

Extravagant hope. Among the snake catchers, the most famous one in history is of course the woman who entered Xuandu Temple to practice immortality at a young age. Wangsun, whose Taoist name is "Kongshan", is one of the ten people in the world today.

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It's just that there are three of them, one goose, one snake and one crab, and they still don't know the true identity of fellow Taoist Qing Ling.

However, they were each taught a Taoist book. Before preaching, they all used the same set of self-promotion and scaremongering.

"This book will only be passed down secretly to those who are destined to be."

"Anyone who dares to leak my book will be punished by law and be punished by his clan."

The tone was so loud that the three of them started practicing according to the Taoist scriptures, but it seemed to be useless.

Fellow Taoist Qing Ling said something sincerely: Over time, as long as you persevere, the Emperor and Heaven will pay off, and things will gradually get better.

These three mute Taoist friends who eat Coptis chinensis are currently studying an unknown thick book. It is said to be the painstaking work of the old temple master of Xuandu Temple. This is how it is passed down. Unfortunately, Taoist Master Sun never admits that he

Wrote this book.

It is really a must-have item for mountain and wild cultivators to travel around the world to seek good luck and avoid bad luck.

It is said that there is a picture of Sou Shan in Haoran Tianxia, ​​so this book is also called the Book of Water. This book can be found at almost any Xianjia ferry.

They are all sold, and the price is not expensive, just two or three pieces of snow.

The words are concise and concise, the entries are clear, and they are divided into categories. They are all mature and prudent words of wisdom, and they also introduce the customs and customs of the fourteen states in the world.

What is the status of those behemoth immortal mansions, Taoist temples, and family traditions? Which old bastards are treacherous and disrespectful, and which are the little bastards whose top beams are out of alignment and whose bottom beams are crooked? Which ones can be stopped and talked about when encountering problems?

If you are reasonable, what should you not mess with? You must hide away. If you really can't hide, if something really happens and you know the identity of the other party, just bow your head and admit your mistake, don't accept death...

There are also many short stories similar to strange stories and anecdotes, which are especially well-written and enjoyable to read.

As expected of Sun Guanzhu, who has made friends all over the world, he truly deserves a compliment of perfect merit.

Three Shanze Yexiu who were born as monsters were there to discuss knowledge and pick up words. After the discussion, if they were lucky enough to meet the old Taoist Master Sun, who was rumored to be the most amiable to the juniors on the mountain, I should say something,

Is he virtuous and respected, or is he morally virtuous, or is he young and virtuous?

Three fellow Taoists from the same town each held their own opinions and reasons. One said that Taoist Master Sun was very famous and it was most appropriate to call him virtuous and respected. One said that the old temple master was a Taoist priest after all, so he had to have the word Tao. The other said

Being tall means living a long life, which is the greatest compliment in itself.

The old patron did not come to the house in a hurry. He stood outside the house, stroking his beard and smiling, listening to people say good things about him in person. Most of them were flattering and flattering, but the praise behind his back was mostly untrue.

Yan Zhuo listened to the debate of the three fellow Taoists outside the door, and felt that the road under their feet was getting wider.

I just don’t know these three, but if I really see the old Guanzhu next to me, I can’t recognize them, so it’s probably difficult.

In the world of Qingming, except for a few states, for some unknown reason, from the imperial court to the sects, Taoist temples have banned the public use of mirror flowers, water and moon since ancient times.

Mr. Wuchang suddenly raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, stop here. How can you break into a private house in broad daylight?"

Do you really think that Two Golden Pills and One Dragon Gate are vegetarians?

Do you really think this is your home?

I saw an old Taoist priest, a young fat man, and two young men appeared outside the door, and they crossed the threshold noisily.

Seeing the old Taoist priest, he walked straight across the threshold, walked into the house, and picked up a handwritten medicine book. The opening chapter of the preface on that page was very knowledgeable. He said that in this world, doctors often like to treat diseases with royal methods. Unfortunately,

I don’t know that Wang Dao is dry and strong in nature, and careless use of medicine will increase other diseases. Therefore, I abandon Wang Dao and treat it purely with Ba Dao. These medicines take the soul and remove the essence, leaving only the light and pure Qi, which can bring hundreds of benefits.

Harmful.

Because he knew the true identity of the person who compiled the book, Daochang Sun did not think that the other party had confused the word "Wang Ba".

After trying to stop Wu Chi to no avail, he couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "Why can't you understand people?"

Yan Zhuo began to look forward to the scene of this fellow Taoist sweeping the floor in Xuandu Temple.

I saw the old Taoist priest put down his book and glanced at Wu Chi. At first glance, he seemed to be an arty person. He only had jade pendants and a bunch of sachets hanging on his waist. He smiled and joked, "This little brother is a burden."

I'm setting up a stall, Pindao, I'll go back and introduce you to someone from the same profession?"

If he hadn't gone out and had a book filled with good words of wisdom lying on the table, Wu Chi would have cursed loudly, and he would have to reply, "Do you want me to send you to see your ancestors?"

"Bamboo can be blown regardless of its length, but the ears must be cut out according to the material. You guys are pretty lucky to be chosen by him as a material that can be made."

Taoist priest Sun picked up a piece of bamboo pipe, weighed it, and asked casually: "Where is the hairpin girl who brought you here to stay?"

After all, the Dragon Master is a man of enlightenment who has reached the Ascension Realm twice. The other party deliberately hides his traces, so it would be a little troublesome to find him.

What's more, Sun Huaizhong didn't even think of taking the trouble.

The three of them looked at each other, a little suspicious. Could it be that Qing Ling, who was both a teacher and Taoist friend, was actually a female cultivator?

If it's a boy, it's okay. He has a rough appearance. Even if he has a hairpin on his head, he can still gain a reputation as a strange person. But if it's a girl... she's really ugly.

Chunshe asked cautiously: "The old Taoist priest is asking about the whereabouts of fellow Taoist Qingling?"

Daochang Sun nodded and said, "I just came to see him to reminisce about the past."

She had a look of embarrassment on her face. She was not only afraid that the other party would come because he was unkind and would not come, and that his enemies would come to her door, but she was also afraid that the other party was not looking for trouble, but because she leaked her traces, Taoist fellow Qing Ling would take revenge on her and make her suffer in vain.

Hang down.

As a result, when she looked at the two fellow Taoists around her from the corner of her eyes, they were both pretending to be deaf and dumb, as if the matter had nothing to do with them.

Chunshe had no choice but to bite the bullet and asked: "Old Taoist Priest, since you are here to visit and want to catch up with fellow Taoist Qingling, can you tell me your identity and Taoist number?"

The old Taoist priest laughed and said: "No."

Wu Chi was completely offended, but he still kept his temper and muttered in a low voice, "You are so indiscriminate about good and bad, be careful not to have any friends when you go out."

Daochang Sun glanced at the window and smiled, "A dog can't change its habit of eating shit. It still always thinks of a beautiful girl knocking on the window. It's either a fox or a ghost."

If you think about it with your knees, you all know that guy. Whenever he encounters such an activity where he is very likely to die in a matter of months and is a ghost, he has to yell, get out of the way quickly and let me do it.

Many elderly monks were two people when they were young and old.

That Dragon Master is a rare ordinary person who is always infatuated. He just likes to act romantic, as if he is afraid that others will think he is infatuated.

And this "other" is actually only one person, the person whom the infatuated person is infatuated with.

Taoist priest Sun sighed in his heart, thinking that this guy Long Xinpu was really pitiful, so he said, "I am from Xuandu Temple in Qizhou next door."

Chunshe was stunned when he heard this, and on that autumn night he was doubtful.
To be continued...