Chapter 250

There is an old locust tree in the middle of the town. The old people in the town said that the tree has a history of nearly a thousand years. Some of the children who used to play under the tree stayed in the town, some left the town and became big figures outside. Those who didn't leave were not often talked about, and those who left were often talked about, as they were thousands of years ago and thousands of years later.

Ling Yun and Chen Nian are sitting on the locust tree together. The dark boy is sleeping soundly, while Ling Yun carves a seal on one side. What he has just learned from his elder martial brother is that there is nothing to do about it anyway. It's just time to pass the time.

Ling Yun covers his face with a book and his robe. The breeze blows gently. On the lush locust tree, the youth carves a seal and the youth sleeps soundly.

The sun is shining through the gaps of the leaves. Ling Yun puts down half of the seal. The town is not simple. It's like a blessed place. The little elder martial brother is here, which is equivalent to imprisonment.

Ling Yun was wearing a blue robe. He stood up on the branches of the locust tree and looked at the children who were carrying the schoolbags sewn by his mother. Some of them were sad and some of them went to the school happily. Most of them had rich families, while most of them were poor. One was that they couldn't play, the other was that they didn't have to go down to geography to help them work, It's just the size.

The dark boy wakes up and sleeps. He seems gentle, but he is very strict in practicing martial arts and sword. He is not allowed to break through too fast, and he is not allowed to be lazy. A simple move that can be learned by one person has to be repeated for thousands of times. Of course, there are benefits, but tiredness is really tiring.

He is not only a martial arts master, but also a swordsman and a scholar. In his eyes, there are always big and small worries and melancholy. Students can't share their worries for them because they are not competent enough.

"Sir?" Chen Nian called softly.

Ling Yun turned his head and said, "I was supposed to do a good medicine bath for you, but I spent too much in the Nanye army before. Later, I was injured again. After soaking for a few months, I didn't have much left, so I can only bring you here."

Generally speaking, the Sophora tree is the carrier of Wenyuan. But the little elder martial brother said that the Sophora tree here is unusual. If you take a rest here after practice, you may have unexpected effects. These days, the little elder martial brother has not had much leisure, so there are fewer opportunities to meet. It may not be really easy to find opportunities here, and Yi Shan even after this man came in, It seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

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There are not many streets in the small town, but it's not small. Yi Shanlian wears a black Taoist robe, has cloud dream patterns on the corners, and holds her side face bored. It seems that the girl who comes and goes, the woman in the world, is not the face that attracts men most, especially the man who has tasted the pleasure of fish and water. Yi Shanlian looks at the woman passing by and thinks about how to get away.

Since he came in here, he met a fortune teller. If it was just like this, he would not be so sad. He was trapped by that Taoist and helped him close the stall. He was at ease. He colluded with girls everywhere, and then went farther and farther. He was really suffocating to stay here.

Since he got half of the incomplete Lian Shan Yi, with his amazing talent, in fact, it's nothing to say to pursue good fortune and avoid bad luck. But it's really his mother's misfortune to meet such a Taoist. When he thinks about it, Yi Shan is very angry, and his heart aches.

Although I know that Taoist should be a great figure in Baiyujing, I can't catch myself going to the pit of death alone. There are so many people coming in, why don't you change people?

For example, my brother canggui is also an individual?

Yi Shan sighed and felt that even the girl could not calm him. He kept the fortune teller's stall and cried, "Confucius said: Amitabha, Amitabha, the God of heaven."

"Hey, fortune teller, how about your future fortune?" A loud voice sounded.

Yi Shan doesn't even bother to lift his head. If you don't have a good life, it has a fart to do with me. We love each other very much. Now I can't see any one. I'm wronged. After all, I'm wrong!

"Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Yi Shan even waved his hand.

The man was a man with a big figure. He looked embarrassed, but he didn't leave. He just took out a handful of melon seeds from his bag and squatted beside Yi Shanlian. When he saw a beautiful woman walking by, her clothes were luxurious, especially when she was walking, swaying and winding. It was really hard to blink.

Yi Shanlian suddenly raised his head and took a deep breath. "It's so fragrant. It's like being among the flowers. There are only so delicate flowers in the eye."

The man raised his head fiercely. Yi Shanlian and the man looked at each other. The man tightened the melon seeds in his hand and sighed: "the mountains here are so vast that they are hard to control."

Yi Shan Lian, with a calm look, took out a jade bone folding fan from the square inch object and opened it smartly, with a gentle and elegant tone. "When you look into the mountain, you look down at the water, and the aura ends here, but it's Yingying!"

"Daoyou!" The man took Yi Shanlian's hand excitedly.

Yi Shan even tears, excited inexplicable, "brother!"

……

Ling Yun is hanging under the locust tree with one leg bent and his right arm on it. He is holding a Book of persuasion in his hand. His robes move with the wind. He is very smart.

In the distance, a Taoist came with a piece of willow leaf in his hand, but he walked very slowly. Along the way, he said hello to people, or looked at some small things, or squatted aside to listen to people chatting. The world was funny. He had been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, boring and boring. Six places in the world were the most interesting in this Kyushu world.

Baitai life taste Baiwei, it is accompanied by food and wine; The years are long and the heart is long. It's a good wine.

The Taoist didn't follow Ling Yun and Chen Nian to his home until the sun was up. He touched his chin and frowned. This was more troublesome. At the door stood a middle-aged Confucian in a green shirt, looking at the Taoist with a smile on his face. "Passing by, just passing by."

"How about a meal and a prescription?" Shi Qinglian said with a smile.

The Taoist waved his hand and said, "I don't know what prescription, I don't know, but can I rub my rice?"

"No!" The sugar gourd suddenly came out and kicked the Taoist on his calf. "I can only rub Chen Nian's rice. If you come, I'll ask Chen Nian to break your leg."

This black hearted Taoist cheated his mother three coppers the day before yesterday. Today, I just met him. They are all here, so I can be more tough.

Taoist covered his legs, solemnly said: "poor way never lies, the little brother in the future must be that romantic talent, people in the dragon and Phoenix."

"Who are you and your two brothers?" Tanghulu asked, holding Shi Qinglian's sleeve robe. "Mr. Shi, I must be a talented man, a dragon and a phoenix among people, right?"

"Of course," Shi Qinglian said to the sugar gourd, staring at the Taoist priest, "he is still a famous painter. It's hard to get a painting for thousands of gold, but it's hard to get six Ruyi for thousands of gold."

Sugar gourd grinned and ran in, shouting: "Chen Nian, Chen Nian, just now Mr. Shi said that I must be a talented person in the future, a dragon and a phoenix among people!"

Chen Nian closed the book and said with a smile, "you are sleepy when you read. What kind of talent is it like?"

Taoist mat foot to look inside, division green lotus side body get out of the way, "please!"

The Taoist shakes the willow leaves in his hand. "It's unprecedented. It's the most romantic in the world." the Taoist laughs and says to Shi Qinglian, "we're a monk who doesn't know how to write. We still don't want to insult ourselves."

"Why not the late comer?" Shi Qinglian asked.

The Taoist felt that this wicker was too light. He would change it to a bigger one tomorrow. "Who knows what happened later?"

Shi Qinglian put her hands up on her sleeve and said with a warm smile, "she's full of nonsense. She's a fortune teller."

"Words kill the heart, worthy of being a scholar." The Taoist said with a smile, brushing his sleeve robe, ready to leave.

Shi Qinglian said calmly: "there are many people who want to try the sword in Baiyu capital, just I know some."

"The white jade capital in the sky, the five cities on the twelfth floor, we all hope to go to the white jade capital all our life," but we waved, "see you later."

He said that if we regret the later period, we will see each other later.

The Taoist pinched his finger, "Oh, my brother Shanlian is bored these days. He has so many storybooks in his hand that he should have some to come over." He has always acted at will. He has made arrangements at will. He has no choice about what effect he will get, what outcome he will get, and how he will deal with it.

Of course, there are some things to be solved when you are trapped in lianshanyi, but the most important thing is the script. It's the only authentic script. It's hard to get a thousand dollars.

The Taoist thought that there was such a beautiful thing. He felt very comfortable. It was nothing after the kick. Just as the Taoist walked to the old locust tree, he saw a handsome monk in a white robe, red lips and red phoenix eyes, holding his hands, waiting for him to pass.

Taoist covered his forehead, turned and ran. Junxiu monk raised his mouth slightly. There are many interesting people in the world. Of course, this Taoist seems interesting, but in fact it's boring. His Diao Temple brother is the most interesting. You are the Third Elder in Taoism. You want to bully some younger generation. Don't you allow me to talk about you?

"Bull nose, stop for the monk."

"Bald ass, I'm not a monk. You come to ask me the Dharma with a hammer. I've got long hair, but I'm full of immortality. You're pulling me to shave my head!"

"Running so fast, you can't breathe. You can talk so much. You're good at running!"

"Joke, I can't fight except elder martial brother, who can't do two moves?"

"You're such a bull. Why don't you fight with your master?"

"I'm not the first disciple of Xun Sheng!"

"Bull nose, stop for me!"

"Daoye, I like to run. I'm healthy and I'm great!"

"Ah MI, Buddha, don't let me catch you

"There are so many Taoists in Wuliang, why don't you go to my elder martial brother?"

"If I could fight, I would have cut him off. Damn it, Buddha, I'm going to make a human disaster. I've made it difficult for Buddha!"

"Is that my fault?"

"Persimmon, of course, choose soft pinch, you'd better bully! Stop, Buddha. If you don't start today, let's talk about Tao! "

"On your uncle's serial lotus fart!"

"Stop if you can!"

"No ability!"

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Ling Yun sits in the courtyard and has a rest. In his dream, he can see a small river. There is an arch bridge on the downstream, which is full of vines and mosses. It's old-fashioned. He steps through it and seems to be floating on the lake. An iron bar is hanging under the arch bridge and rippling with the wind. Ling Yun suddenly opens his eyes. It's dark and he spits out a foul breath, Get up but find relaxed a lot.

For dreams, Ling Yun has always been vigilant, because the dream thousands of autumn, he sometimes difficult to distinguish reality and dream, "Xiaonian, the river around the town, where is the arch bridge?"

"Ah, just to the west, at the foot of Zhuwu mountain, there is a dragon river, and an arch bridge has been built there."