v2 Chapter 27： Big and small fates and black and white fish

Li Yan's eyebrows were stunned, even if Cui Keli did not succeed as the head of the family, and in the realm of his Confucian writer, if he would help each other in the future, it would also be of great benefit to him in governing Pingluzhou County. Nothing else, just talking about educating the people of Pinglu, will greatly help his cultivation.

Cui Hucheng walked away sullenly. Although there was a lot of dissatisfaction, he could not beat others. Wenbei lost even more, and there was no room for struggle.

The elders in the room retreated, and Cui Shulin walked in alone, praised Cui Keli's article, and asked: "Where did you come from, Xiao Li, you?"

Cui Keli replied: "Li Gongzi was not invited by Xiao Er, but Chief Su's friends. I heard that they met on their way to Qingzhou."

Cui Shulin thought for a moment before looking at Cui Keli, saying meaningfully: "Did you notice that this little friend, Li is special?"

"particular?"

"Don't you think it's close to look?"

"Get close? Yes ... right? It seems like it really does."

"For my father, I feel that this little friend Li seems to have something to do with our family."

"Of course there is a fate, no fate can appear in our house?"

"..."

Cui Shulin waved his hand, stopped the topic, and said, "All these years, you have been helping the Panchen Mountain Taoist Temple?"

Cui Keli nodded: "Twenty years ago, when the second child returned to Changan, he accidentally passed by the Panpan Mountain and met the master of the Panpan Mountain Road. He was moved by his righteous actions to help the people and learned that the Panpan Mountain Road It ’s not affluent, so this is a secret aid ... but the second-tier is limited in ability, not many aid. "

Cui Shulin nodded without saying a word.

In fact, there are countless waves in his mind.

Dustpan Mountain Taoist Temple ... Why did the expert accept the help of the second child?

He sent two disciples down the mountain this time, knowing that they were not strong enough to help Primary Two solve the problem, why did they send them?

This expert is still acting like this antelope hanging horns, you can't think about it according to common sense ...

Cui Shulin shook his head and walked out of the room, afraid to think deeply.

The rivers and lakes of Pinglu have been peaceful for decades. Everyone is gradually forgetting. Thirty years ago, there was a mad martyr who used a mahogany sword in his hand to overthrow Pinglu and Wuzhou in five days. Rivers and lakes.

That year, the mad martyr jumped out on the Dengzhou coast, and went to Penglai Xiandao. He stood at the highest peak of Penglai Xiandao, and slashed the Taomu sword at will in the hands, breaking the Penglai Daomen's guarding the mountain array, forcing the entire Penglai Daomen to go out ...

However, half a day later, the man appeared on the coast of Dengzhou.

It is still the appearance of a magpie, and the peach sword is also a peach sword.

But no more crazy.

Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang thought that their master was so old that there were only two front teeth left.

In fact, since that day, Master has only two front teeth left.

...

Dengzhou is near the sea, and there is Xiandao in the east of the sea, which is called Penglai.

Thousands of years ago, it was said that Penglai had immortals.

Immortals cannot be found, nor can Fairy Island be found. If ordinary people are ordinary people, if you go out to sea by boat, Rao is thousands of miles away, and you can't see the true appearance of Penglai Xiandao.

Over the years, there have been a steady stream of visitors to the immortals, and few can really see the true content of Penglai Xiandao.

Penglai not only has this fairy tale legend, but also has hundreds of monks in the Taoist temple. Masters like clouds are even more extraordinary.

Penglai has always ranked in the top five places of Damon.

This is no wonder that Pinglu Jianghu is respectful of Penglai Daomen.

Fairy misty Penglai Xiandao, mountains and clear waters, green forests, green bricks and green tiles are located in between.

There is a high cliff behind the main hall. On the high cliff, there are clouds and fog all year round, but no vegetation can be seen.

All disciples in Taoist know that the high cliff is called Wangxianya.

It is rumored that when you practice on this high cliff, you can see the immortals in the clouds when the sun rises to the east and the purple gas comes east.

Of the hundreds of disciples of the Penglai Daomen generation, only two can practice at Wangxianya.

The rest must not set foot on Wangxian Cliff, the offender will die!

At Penglai Daomen, Wangxianya is a sacred and forbidden place.

In the early morning, a cool wind blows, and three people stand in front of the clouds in the mist of Wangxian Cliff.

Today in Tianyin, there is no rising sun or rising east.

The former person made his face look like a boy, embracing dust in a white robe, and could not distinguish his appearance in the clouds.

But up and down Penglai, only one person is this dress, and that is the head of Penglai!

The two men in the back were in good shape, and saluted to He Fa Tong Yan Yan. One of the taller men asked, "What did Master say?"

The voice was mature and gentle, but the voice was slightly thin and clearly a woman.

"Xiandao Conference is coming, but there are some people in Pinglu, trying not to respond to Penglai's call. This is not a good thing for Penglai." Hefa Tongyan said.

The slightly taller woman replied, "The disciples understand."

He Fa Tong Yan gently waved his sleeves, and the woman added a small note in her hand.

"This is the roster of those people." Hefa Tongyan said, "This is the first time you have walked the rivers and lakes. Remember, you are Penglai's fairy crane that has been hidden for many years. If the crane does not come out, it must be a blockbuster. , Remember you all, in awe of Penglai! "

"Disciple understand."

"And one more thing."

"Master, please tell me."

"The Cui family in Qingzhou actually sent a Confucian scholar to attend the Xiandao Conference. The Confucian people, who are famous for their fame and wealth, have no immortality and are not worthy to set foot on Penglai Xiandao."

"Yes."

After the two descended, the head of Penglai was still standing on the high cliff, bathing in the breeze and not speaking.

He looked in the direction of Dongtian Sunrise, and suddenly sneered: "Pinglu Jiedushi? The young and old command will let the world know, who is the master of this Pinglu!"

"Pinglu?" The head of Penglai waved the dust, and the high cliffs dispersed, "Penglai wants the whole world!"

...

The stone steps in front of the Panpan Mountain Road are all paved with bluestone slabs, but the paving people are obviously lazy. The length of each stone step is different. It is probably because there are few people who come and go. Bluestone slabs are surrounded by weeds, and some even cover the slabs directly. However, weirdly, the edges and corners of the bluestone slabs are very smooth. There are many people who walk away. After years, they are smooth and smooth. There are some contradictions that make one wonder.

There are only two incisors of the brown skin, and he is leaning on his back, carrying a young man who is as thin as him, half-scarred on his face, and is still swinging, walking on the wild grassy bluestone slab mountain road with his mouth in his mouth. Grumbling: "I have lived a lot of years, I have seen a lot of malaria, it is really rare that you are as serious as you are. I have encountered dead people in the past. You are lucky. It ’s rare to be able to breathe, but you ’re not much better. The family even dug the pit for you. I guess, if it did n’t happen in time, you would be buried in the pit at noon, hehe But do n’t expect too much. Although I ’m a big and small, I ’m also a watcher, but look at my clothes, shameless than you, can you put your half foot into the palace of the King of the Kings and give it to Pulling it back is really hard to say. "

Young people have long lost their consciousness, lying motionless on the back of the old road, wondering whether they fell asleep or passed out. Anyway, I climbed to Guanmen, and the old man on the brown skin reached the stone stairs with one butt. He unloaded the people behind him, and then he opened his throat and shouted at the Taoist Temple, "Master, Master is back, please lift this up. Go in, the old rules wait, the disciple ... "

The voice of Lao Dao came abruptly, and he glanced back at the broken Taoist temple. There was no movement at all where the birds did not shit. He patted his forehead and sighed, "It ’s old, what a memory, I thought when I was young, I would never forget to glance at ten lines, especially the women I met, even if I only glanced at it from a distance. I could recognize her daughter ten years later ... Well, I was old. ! "

Holding on to the cold bluestone slab, the brown-skinned old road shook three times, walked to the side of the Taoist Temple, turned around the corner, and saw a vegetable field. The old road frowned, his face bitter, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Little girl It ’s only been a few days, and the grass in the vegetable garden has grown like this, so it does n’t make people live? Fortunately, the old man is a smart man, and he recognizes which vegetables are grass, otherwise, hey, the new guy will Gotta eat grass! "

Lao Dao pulled a few handles in the vegetable garden, pulled a handful of vegetables in his arms, returned to the Taoist door, held the young man's neck, kicked the door with one foot, and entered the Taoist temple, but he was still playing. Young man, buttocks on the threshold of the stone steps a few times, I do not know if the fall has blossomed, but fortunately this guy is already in a coma, otherwise, even if he does not swear, he will be scared to have half confidence in the old medical ethics.

As soon as I entered the gate, the chickens and ducks in the grass house next to the fence, holding the wings to call, a look of flying, Laodao glanced at them, his face was bitter, and he stared down at the vegetables in his arms. After watching for a while, I finally picked a few yellow ones and threw them into the chicken pen. "Eat first, wait for me to settle this kid, then let you out for food."

Lao Dao was about to enter the door with the young man, and he suddenly frowned, looking up at the two large water tanks in front of the bell tower. This look was a change of face, throwing the young man on the couch in the house, turning around two Step into the water tank and lean in to see.

Two water tanks.

There are small fishes swimming in the water tank.

The little fish was black and white, and looked strange, as if drawn. It seemed to be real. It was spinning in a water tank.

On the black-and-white fish, at this time, a stream of golden maggots was emitted, and the aura was overflowing.

Lao Dao's dry and withering face gradually swelled like water waves, and finally turned into a bright smile.

He folded his sleeves with his hands, his eyes narrowed into a seam, and he was proud of himself: "I have raised you for twenty years, and now I am finally growing."

But at this moment, there were two black shadows, like two ink lines, from the unknown place in the water, and they rushed to the black and white small fishes. The two small fishes were suddenly frightened and scurrying around.

The old man frowned.

He raised his head and looked to the east, his eyes gradually became cold, and his fingers subconsciously touched the two remaining front teeth in his mouth: "This is so aggressive, don't you treat me like a wind?"

However, he immediately received a sharp smile, and his smile was meaningful: "One March in the mountains, heavy snowfall, peach blossoms all over the mountain, and peach blossoms lined with snowflakes; one by one, you can empty a wine tank and get my peach sword Do you really think they are just practicing the middle section? "

The two black and white swimming fish in the large tank suddenly quieted down and could not move in the water.

I don't know the depth of the water.