Chapter 223

Su Zi's "xijiangyue: a big dream of the world" says that life is like a big dream, while Ling Yun may have had several big dreams except the Taoist. It's really a big dream in the three years since he was a teenager.

On November 20, Ling Yun and others have returned to the capital. Chen Diao temple takes the place of Ling Yun to report his work. Ling Yun secretly goes to Shen Qingxuan's Qinghu to practice.

Ling Yun takes a bamboo raft to swim on the green lake. The sword is full on the surface of the lake. He sits cross legged in the middle of the raft and draws the sword into his body. The dry meridians are full for a long time. With the stabbing pain, Ling Yun breathes out a foul breath and says in a low voice: "the meridians are disordered. It takes a lot of time to smooth them. Chen Diao temple should not have a big problem helping Zhao Yu outside, You need to go to Liangcheng before June, and just try to make a breakthrough before that. "

Ling Yun fell backward, fell into the lake, and sank to the bottom of the water. He was surrounded by sword spirit, and his sword spirit was opposed to his sword spirit. Bamboo rafts are still floating in the lake, the lake is still calm, as if nothing had happened.

There is nothing wrong in the capital for the time being, so Chen Diao Temple leaves for Panlong city. Chen Diao temple still needs to clean up the mess of the younger martial brother. Thank you for joining Chen Diao temple and asking, "since we have decided to take this road, these things are not very big things."

"It's inevitable for the two countries to fight against each other and hurt the innocent. The rise and fall of the world are all the sufferings of the common people," sighed Chen Diao temple. "This is the knot in his heart, but he will certainly do a lot of such things in the future."

"One hundred dead can live ten thousand, and he will not hesitate to sacrifice one hundred, but ten thousand dead and one hundred alive. For him, it is a difficult choice in any case," Chen Diao temple said to thank you. "Ling Yun is really a kind, kind and naive person, but this world makes him abandon kindness and innocence."

"Don't try to persuade others to be good without suffering from others." Chen Diao Temple breathed out a foul breath. This business is also a great test for him. The bastard behind the scenes really put people to death. "It's a big deal. I'll break my courage again."

"What are you going to do?" Thank you.

Chen Diao Temple yawned, "according to Lingyun's previous idea, what else can we do? Do a few rituals and burn more paper money every year. If you are lucky, you can have a good baby. "

"Why do you want to change Zhao song's name to Qin?" Thank you.

Chen Diao Temple tells the story of his hometown, the Daqin who swept Liuhe and engulfed the eight wastelands. What Zhao song is doing now is similar to that Daqin. If the knowledge in his mind can build a Daqin in this world, it is really something to be proud of. "Are you so excited that you want to be under my door?"

Thank you for rolling your eyes. I don't want to pay attention to Chen Diao temple. This guy will never leave boasting. But the Daqin he talked about is really gorgeous. Here you are, you can be an emperor forever!

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There is a tall young man in Wudang Mountain who likes to make sugar gourd with hawthorn very much. He is called Xuanshi and Tiezhu. He has saved a lot of hawthorn, but he doesn't know when he can go home. Shifu says it's not good now. Tiezhu can only stay on Wudang Mountain and can't go anywhere.

"Hey, big fool, are you in a daze again?" Tiezhu's younger martial uncle is called pangyan. His name is Zhuxi. He is much smaller than Tiezhu, but he is smart. On the surface, however, he is a gentle and graceful man.

Zhuxi is the younger martial brother of the leader of Wudang. He was brought back from the foot of the mountain two years ago. There is a green ox in Zhuxi, which was given to Zhuxi by tie Zhu. They have the best relationship in Wudang and have nothing to talk about. Of course, there is tie Zhu's younger martial sister, but he is not familiar with his own relationship.

Tiezhu is the most direct and cheerful person.

The little martial uncle who practices in Wudang Mountain and reads the most Taoist Scriptures likes the river and lake at the foot of the mountain most. Tie Zhu often accompanies Zhuxi to study, and he is more serious than Zhuxi. The enlightened tie Zhu is very clever, but he looks a little silly. The younger martial sister didn't like to hear him talk about childe. After Tiezhu, she seldom mentioned it to others.

It's just that Zhuxi occasionally asks. He thinks that Tiezhu won't tell lies. The person Tiezhu thinks is very good must be a very good person. Zhuxi doesn't like to practice on the mountain, because no matter how powerful and powerful the practice is, it doesn't benefit many people in the world. The world is not very good.

But Zhuxi likes the river and the lake, but he doesn't want to mind his own business. He does something and doesn't do it. He doesn't do it skillfully. He's too tired to think so much. It's not good. It's better to kill the enemy with a sword. He won't listen to the truth until he's convinced.

"Young master likes to eat sugar gourd, but I can't do anything else. I can only do these, but I still have a lot of them. I just don't know when master will allow me to go down the mountain." Tiezhu said helplessly.

Zhuxi is only a teenager now, and he looks like he is thirteen or fourteen years old. "After a while, master asked me to meet an old monk and a young monk in forgetting Youzhou. Otherwise, I would tell master to let you go with me? Then you go to your son and come to see me later? "

"This is not very good," Tiezhu subconsciously bit a sugar gourd, stood up, the whole person will block the sunlight, Zhuxi completely hidden in the shadow of Tiezhu, "master will blame me."

"I'm your little martial uncle, you're afraid of a hammer," Zhuxi stood up, jumped up and patted on Tiezhu's forehead, "we don't say, who will know?"

Tiezhu pointed to the sky, and then bit the sugar gourd to leave. Zhuxi stood in the same place, silent for a while, stretched out his middle finger to the sky, and murmured, "Damn it!"

He thought about it and felt very upset. He stamped his foot. "It's yours."

Looking at the iron pillar walking away, Zhuxi rode on his own green ox and followed him, "nephew Xuan, wait for martial uncle..."

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Fugui let her parents go to luofan mountain, which is second only to Qijue mountain with the best terrain and the most vigorous aura. With Fugui's advice, she also asked Caiwei to arrange her good friends in luofan mountain. Qijue mountain will be the main mountain in the future, so she can't be so casual.

They can go to Qijue mountain and live in green clothes, but their parents and those who have a good relationship with Caiwei can't. in the future, they may become the ancestral mountain of Lingyun's founding school. Since green clothes keep saying that Lingyun is her elder brother and master, they are naturally qualified to live there. It's not a distant relationship, But no rules, no square.

Green clothes, waving her feet, sits beside the stream at the foot of Yuxie mountain. Fugui rolls up her sleeves and trousers and goes fishing in the water. Caiwei is still busy with the business of the shop. She has bought 50 mountains. With the huge expenses of Lingyun and Fangchao, they are in a dilemma and can't make ends meet.

"Rich brother, you're not very good at touching fish," green looked at the three or two small fish and shrimps in her basket. She was full of disgust. If it wasn't for the bamboo basket, I'm afraid it couldn't be filled, "or let me come? "Better than you?"

Rich and noble also made these exchange fish angry, patted his chest and said: "your rich and noble elder brother can handle even those business children, and can't pick up a few fish and shrimp?"

"I don't think it's very good," said green, laughing. She put down her bamboo basket and jumped into the stream. It was November, and the water temperature was extremely cold. "Let me, let me."

In fact, it's not that Fugui really wants to come here to touch fish. Even if it's time to touch fish, it's just that Wang Qian's father suddenly said to himself, do you want to try the feeling of touching fish and shrimp in the water in November? Although Fugui doesn't understand the meaning of this, Wang Qian's father is a rough man with a bad temper, but sometimes his words are very reasonable, Rich and noble idle is idle, sick is also a few things to take medicine, experience the fun of childhood, is also good.

In this season, fish and shrimp are easy to find, but they are frozen. Green clothes have been searching for a long time, but they haven't found one. They angrily kick Fugui's butt, and Fugui pours and falls into the water, "ah, ah, caught it!"

Rich and noble head buried in the water, hands will be a crucian carp high, green clothes quickly pull up the bamboo basket to put the fish in, will be rich and noble pull up, said: "it seems that the girl is powerful, without my foot, you can't catch the fish."

Rich and noble, with a smile, took the bamboo basket, looked at it again, and shivered, "go, go, it's too cold, go back."

Wang dingfang looked at a two finger wide crucian carp brought back by Fugui, then glanced at the remaining small shrimps and the fry that were not long enough for the little finger, and said: "that's it?"

"I've been fishing for a whole day. That's good," rich and noble said triumphantly. "Lao Wang, do you want to tell me something?"

Wang dingfang light said: "what truth, I have a fart truth, is to see you all day with green this girl around, there is no good place, to find you something to do."

"You're not kind, Lao Wang," said Fu Gui, sitting on the floor directly. "Ah Chou, I've caught a cold. Don't you give me some money or something to get my medicine?"

For the rest of his life and wealth, he may not be beaten if he makes mistakes in his own family. But when he comes to Wang dingfang, he must be beaten, and Wang Qian, who doesn't know anything, will be beaten. The three families have a good relationship. Wang dingfang is responsible for making them suffer. For the rest of his life, his father is responsible for reasoning, and his mother is responsible for eating sugar for the three children.

"Who are you with?" Wang dingfang kicked on the rich and noble, and the word "rich and noble" rolled several circles on the ground. "I'll go to Beijing in a few days. I'll tell your parents that I don't need to send you."

"Is Lingyun the son of Lingwang?" Rich and noble kneaded his waist, some kindness to repay, that's love, some things to do, that's brother, he Lingyun can treat me sincerely, why do you want me to stay here, do nothing, make money is also able to help people. OK, just write back to Lingyun's travel, don't forget to talk about his wealth, this brother will recognize him.

Wang dingfang said in a cold voice, "if you want Ling Yun to die early, you should shout."

Green clothes blink, holding a sneeze, adults say business, she can't disturb them, as long as talking about Lingyun, green clothes will be very quiet, very serious.

Rich and noble rubbed his nose. Now he's really catching cold. If Wang Qian and Lao Tzu were not brothers, I would have cheated you.

Rich and noble take green clothes to leave, green clothes respectfully give Wang dingfang a blessing, green clothes asked: "what Lingwang Shizi ah?"

Rich and noble said with a smile: "is the most powerful person."

"Oh, by the way, green clothes, let me ask you a question," Fugui said suddenly. "Where do you think is the nearest place to the sky?"

Green clothes thought about it, solemnly said: "of course, it's on the shoulder of my good man."

"Why?" Asked richness.

Green said: "because the good man for me to support a day, I stand on his shoulder, is not from the nearest ah."