After listening to the story of huáng rat láng jīng, I don't know which word touched him, his face seemed a little weird, like a toothache, and a little bit like a stomach upset, after a long time, he replied absentmindedly: "Everything has a spirit, probably all Can become jīng."

Han Yuan seemed to have received a great deal of affirmation. He stroked Qian and raised his chin slightly, and said in a strange manner, "Senior brother, this is how strange you are. People can become immortals, and animals can naturally become monsters."

Cheng Qian didn't answer, and sneered to himself.

If a huáng rat is more than ten feet long, its four legs must not be enough, and its long body must be rubbed against the belly to move.

Could it be that a demon cultivator worked hard for a long time to grind out a strong and hairless iron belly?

Cheng Qian couldn't understand what the demon was doing, but he understood what Han Yuan was doing.

This little beggar is like a leech growing out of a stinky ditch. Once it smells blood, it will suck and snatch it desperately, and it is fierce in its bones - Han Yuan is competing with him for master's favor.

The little beggar seized every opportunity to show his master how brave and extraordinary he was, and at the same time smeared his "weak and deceitful" senior brother, Cheng Qian saw him jumping up and down, so ridiculous, so he imitated the old boy and gave him what he gave him in his heart. The fourth junior brother came to a rather sour conclusion: "The gentleman is poor, and the villain is poor [Note]-little beast, what!"

Just after Cheng Qian listened to Han Yuan's deeds of "fighting huáng rat lángjīng bravely", the next day, he saw with his own eyes how "heroic and extraordinary" his little beast and junior brother was.

That day, Master leaned against the tree and slept in the afternoon. Cheng Qian was looking at an old classic book in Master's back basket. The old classic book used words and words. But he enjoyed it and didn't feel boredno matter what was written in Master's scriptures, this was the first time he had touched the books in an open and honest way in his life.

The two little disciples picked up by Master Mu Chun, one was as quiet as a wooden stake, the other was as moving as a horse monkey, the wooden stake Cheng Qian did not move, and the horse monkey Han Yuan could not stop for a moment.

At this moment, Han Horse Monkey didn't know where he ran. Cheng Qianzheng was so happy that his ears were clean. Who knew that it didn't take long for him to clean up when he saw Han Yuan running back crying again.

"Master..." Han Yuan hummed coquettishly.

The master's answer was a delicate and tactful snoring.

Han Yuan then continued to howl, glancing at Cheng Qian next to him while howling.

Cheng Qian suspected that the master had actually woken up, just pretended to be asleep, and planned to see how their brothers and sisters got along. Now the brothers were crying like a bear. ?"

Han Yuan: "There is a river in front of me. I wanted to catch fish for my master and brother to eat, but there was a big dog by the river, and it was chasing me."

Cheng Qian sighed secretly. Of course he was also afraid of evil dogs, but Han Yuan rolled his eyes, and he had already said that for the sake of it. The younger brother is filial to the master and the elder brother catches the fish, but was bullied by the beasts. The reason for shrinking?

He had to pick up a big stone from the ground, weighed it in his hand, stood up and followed Han Yuan to the river, and continued to say pleasantly: "Okay, then I'll go take a look with you."

Cheng Qian was ready. If he did encounter a vicious dog, he would smash the stone in his hand on the back of his junior brother's head. He must smash the little beast into a big vegetable melon with broken skin and exposed flesh. Brother deal with.

It's a pity that when the two got to the river, the dog had already left, leaving only a few rows of small footprints on the ground.

Cheng Qian lowered his head and studied the two lines of footprints, and estimated that the "evil dog" was about less than a foot in size, and it might be a naive little wild dog.

Han Yuan, this little bastard, can't do anything, he doesn't eat enough, he is castrated and charming, he has no skin and face, and he is as timid as a needle's nose. Only when a cow rumbling, he knows how to compete for favor.

Cheng Qian thought like this, put his hands holding the brick behind his back, looked at his useless junior brother gently, and didn't want to smash him - Cheng Qian was too lazy to have the same knowledge as him.

The two hurried back with the fish they caught, and the master had "awakened" and was looking at the two of them kindly and reassuringly.

Cheng Qian looked at the master's eyes, and felt heavy in his stomach, indescribably vomited.

Before he had time to say anything, Han Yuan had already flattered and moved forward, and described in front of his master "how my brother wanted to eat fish, how he defeated a vicious dog with a head as big as an ox, and he went through a lot of hard work. The story of drilling into the ditch to catch fish".

Cheng Qian: "..."

He was about to make this talented junior brother laugh angrily.

In this way, Cheng Qian followed an old liar and a calfskin dealer for more than ten days.

The three finally arrived at the sect.

Cheng Qian was away from home for the first time in his life. Because of the company of his wonderful master and younger brother, he had seen many strange situations in the world, and he was quite calm.

He didn't hold out much hope for a place like the "Swinging Sect" that he thought was a grass-top group at first. He thought that it might just be a wild Taoist temple in the wild and rainy. But the smiling "Grandfather" burns incense and kowtows.

But the sect greatly exceeded Cheng Qian's expectations.

I saw the Fuyao faction alone occupying a small hill, the hill was surrounded by water on three sides, looking up at the foot of the hill, the green waves in the hills were like fury, and the wind was scarred.

The sound of insects and birds is occasionally accompanied by a few cranes. Occasionally, a white shadow can be seen passing by, and there is a fairy air like a light and a shadow.

There are gentle stone steps in the mountain, and it can be seen that someone cleans it from time to time.

Going up the stairs to the halfway up the mountain, Cheng Qian saw a shadowy courtyard house on the top of the mountain, and a simple and mossy stone gate on the mountainside stood in front of it, with the word "Swinging" written on it.

Cheng Qian couldn't see how well the words were written. He only felt that those two words were about to fly out of the door.

This place is not an immortal mountain surrounded by clouds and mists, but there is some kind of indescribable beauty in the mountains. Cheng Qian felt it as soon as he stepped into the mountain, and his whole person became lighter when he breathed.

He glimpsed the palm-sized sky from the shade of the green trees, and a unique sense of heaven and earth when sitting in the well and watching the sky shot straight to his eyebrows, so comfortable that he could not wait to laugh and scream around the mountain.

He couldn't hold back when he didn't go through the process - he didn't dare to make noise at home, for fear that his father would beat him. Naturally not here, for fear of losing the gentleman's system that he overheard in front of Han Yuan, a filthy villain.

The master patted the dog heads of his two newly picked disciples, and said kindly, "I'll follow the teacher to burn incense, bathe and change clothes, and I'll take you to visit you..."

Cheng Qian thought casually, "Is the grandfather who always laughs?"

The master said, "Eldest brother."

The author has something to say: Note: The gentleman is poor, and the villain is poor - "The Analects of Confucius, Duke Ling of Wei"

☆, Chapter 4

Why does a dignified master "visit" the big brother?

Cheng Qian and Han Yuan were both at a loss, and the master had to explain without worrying about the world being in chaos: "Don't worry about it, your senior brother is quite careless, and you don't need to be afraid of him, just be like a master. "

Wait, what is "like a teacher"?

In short, Master Mu Chun successfully turned the shallow mist on the heads of the two little disciples into a thick puddle.

After passing the mountain gate, a few Taoist boys followed the sound of Lingling water and greeted them.

The Dao Boys are seventeen or eighteen in the old and thirteen or fourteen in the small. All of them are beautiful and beautiful, like a group of golden boys under the seat of the gods, elegantly dressed and without wind.

Needless to say, Han Yuan, who was stunned, even Cheng Qian, who had been quite arrogant all the way, also subtly gave birth to a little self-consciousness.

Because of this self-consciousness, Cheng Qian spontaneously resisted. He subconsciously tensed his face, straightened his back, and firmly concealed his curiosity and ignorance.

The leading Taoist boy saw the real Mu Chun from a distance, but before anyone arrived, he had already laughed, and said in a rather casual manner: "Where has the head traveled again this time, how did he make it look like he was fleeing from the desert— Hey, what's this... Where did you kidnap the little boy?"

Cheng Qian broke apart and smashed the cordial greeting word by word in his heart, but he couldn't extract a little bit of respect from it. It seemed that the Daotong was not greeting "the head of the house", but "Uncle Han from the neighboring village" or something.

Real Master Mu Chun didn't take it seriously, and even showed a slightly absent-minded smile on his face, pointing at Cheng Qian and Han Yuan and said, "My new disciple is still young, please let me settle down."

Daotong smiled and said, "Where to settle down?"

"Bring this to the South Courtyard," Mu Chunzhen pointed at Han Yuan casually, and then he lowered his head, either intentionally or unintentionally, and faced Shang Cheng's bottom-up gaze. There is inherent restraint, and there are some subtle and unfamiliar panics about the unfamiliar environment.

The stern smile on the corner of Real Mu Chun's mouth suddenly subsided. After a while, he pointed to Cheng Qian's whereabouts with an almost solemn attitude: "Let Cheng Qian live in the side pavilion."

"Bian Pavilion" is not a pavilion, but a small courtyard with a very remote location. It means living in isolation. On one side of the courtyard wall is a small stream passing by quietly, and on the other side is a large bamboo forest, which is extremely quiet. .

The bamboo forest has been here for a few years, and even the past breeze can dye it a green color.

There are two ever-bright lanterns hanging at the entrance of the courtyard, which are also engraved with spells, but they are much more elegant than the "heirloom" of the Cheng family. There is a plaque in the middle with the words "Qing An" written on it.

It seems that the word "Fuyao" and Yamaguchi came from the same person.

The Taoist boy who led Cheng Qian's way was named Xueqing. He was about the same age as Cheng Qian's eldest brother. Xueqing was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He was quite handsome on closer inspection, but his facial features were a little dull. The most inconspicuous one among the children, he is also taciturn and doesn't seem to be very pushy.