Chapter 33 Duan Fang…

In the city of Guji, a very light morning fog will rise every morning. When the sun rises a little, the fog will dissipate, and the ground will be covered with a thin layer of water vapor. If it is sunny, wait until the sun is completely When it rose, it evaporated, and a thin moat passed through the waterway under the city wall indifferently, quietly.

A man with a tattered suitcase walked in and stepped into the city as he stepped on the water vapor that was dissipated by the morning mist.

Although the clothes on his body are worn out, they don't look down. Instead, there is an indescribable dashing meaning. He is wearing a long gown, with a patch on one elbow. When he got up, he was not in a hurry to hurry, as if he was out for a leisurely tour, he stopped and walked around, looking everywhere was novel, which made his eyes look very young, but his face had a wretched expression on his face. A cheesy goatee.

On his waist were two copper bells the size of a slap. The bells were very big, but the sound was not stupid, like small wind chimes hanging on the chain of a girl's boudoir. The sound kept ringing, and some passers-by who got up early to do a small business couldn't help but look back at him.

The man's attention is not only this, there is a big bird on his shoulder, his neck is raised arrogantly, and the feathers on his body are like multicolored satin in the morning light, more gorgeous than a peacock.

But before others could see the appearance of the big bird clearly, they saw it suddenly spread its wings and shot straight into the sky, as if it melted into the dazzling sky light, and then circled twice and flew away.

The man's shoulders suddenly lightened, he didn't care, he just sat in front of a wonton stand, narrowed his eyes and looked at the direction where the big bird flew away, and shouted boldly: "Boss, bring a big bowl of wontons and four more sesame seeds. !"

He thought for a moment, then added: "Meat stuffing!"

The owner of the stall responded and brought it up for a while. The man was like a reincarnation of a starving ghost, his eyes were green, and his goatee did not seem to affect the function of his mouth at all, and he fell out with lightning speed. A supi biscuits the size of a face, no more than three bites, and don't know how it was stuffed.

The boss just put down his things, and before he had time to turn around and walk away, he witnessed such a scene. He couldn't help but look at the man with concern, thinking that this master is not a poor man, right?

This man really has no money, but someone pays him.

When he ate the four biscuits in one go, and poured the chaos of a sea bowl into his stomach as if drinking water, he saw a group of people walking towards this side, and someone recognized him. This is the Red Turban Army under the newly appointed "Guji" city lord, who immediately retreated to make way for them.

The city lord of Gu Ji changed people like a revolving lantern. Although the surnamed Gu was the most benevolent and righteous, the people had become a habit of trembling.

The leader was a young man in casual clothes, and on his shoulders stood the big bird that just flew away. From a closer look, he didn't walk very slowly, but for some reason, it gave people a feeling of leisure and procrastination.

The man smashed his mouth, wiped the oil on his mouth with his sleeve, stood up pretentiously, bowed to the person who came, and said, "This must be Mr. Shi, right?"

Shi Wuyuan looked at him for a while, as if he didn't respond. After a long while, he nodded, "Ah", and said in return, "Sect Master Xia, I have heard the name for a long time, and I am disrespectful."

The two of them stood in front of the wonton stall, and you were polite with every word you said. It was nothing more than "I have heard the name for a long time", "I am ashamed to be worthy of it" and so on, as if they had to bow to the mountain when they met. The set of words for her was complete, and it was smelly and long like a lazy woman's foot-binding cloth.

Anyway, a group of Red Turbans followed behind Shi Wuyuan. They knew what they knew. In Guji City, General Gu was this young man who looked unreliable and unreliable—although this man looked a little insensitive, and When he said a word, it took him a long time to respond before he responded sourly, and when people saw it, he wanted to kick his ass twice.

Ordinary people naturally didn't dare to touch this moldy head, only the Kingfisher on Shi Wuyuan's shoulder became impatient and lowered his head to peck at the master's head.

This miraculous "Mr. Shi" even felt the pain a little slower than others. He had to spit out every word in his mouth, so that he got a gap and said "Ouch" , rubbed his head.

Then he glanced at the owner of the wonton stand standing aside, put down some copper plates, and said, "I paid for this gentleman's meal."

Head Xia's smile immediately became a bit sincere, thinking that this person in front of him was not only a dog-like person, but also very good at doing things.

The honorable name of the head of Xia is called Xia Duanfang - Duanfang of the gentleman. Through this name, we can see that when he was not so wretched, the elders had high hopes for him, but unfortunately he has grown into what he is now. In fact, it has a lot to do with his sect.

It is not only the three popes in the world who can cultivate Taoism. A long time ago, when the first genius to embark on this road struggled to open the door, there was a long period of time, and many people came out. Outstanding figures, in the middle of the landscape, show a tendency of a hundred flowers blooming.

That was the most prosperous time of Taoism, but it was also the darkest time.

It seems that God also prefers people from a certain era, and asks geniuses to run around the street with a pole, one after another, and it is like scattering countless stars in the sky, and masters are born in large numbers. However, the stars always appear at night, and the human world seems to be unable to hold so many talents. When they are too dense, they will always cause huge disturbances - endless wars, strife, chaos, and finally tragic They crashed together, and the only remaining brilliance condensed together to form a small part of brilliance and balance.

When the stars dimmed, the sun rose and the world was at peace, but the eternal day was actually a more terrifying disaster than the night, and it would roast the whole earth to rot.

But the seeds of the stars have never fallen, just hidden behind the dazzling day.

For example, Pope Haiji Theravada where Xia Duanfang is located.

Although the name is very powerful, it has been passed down to Sect Master Xia's generation. Apart from his Sect Sect Master, there are only three disciples left, all of whom are still teenagers and can't make a move.

After Xia Duanfang received the letter, he knew that he had to come, and Shi Wuyuan asked him to help in the name of "Gu Huaiyang, the current guard general of Haining County". Xia Duanfang was not stupid, he knew in his heart that the general's seal was mostly carved by a small worker himself, and it was very difficult to do, but he couldn't disobey.

Since ancient times, the Pope, no matter how big or small, has not been involved in production. From the day they started, they were labeled "superior" on their heads. They were not allowed to do farm work, be small workers, or open shops or bodyguards. Not to mention the nursing home. Not to mention that cultivators can’t hold themselves back, and the court even ordered them to prohibit them, even if they didn’t prohibit them, who would dare to use these Dao grandfathers?

However, the "superior" is still a human being, and must eat and drink. The Pope is naturally raised with huge sums of money from the imperial court every year. In addition, those rich and noble families who are thinking of sending their children in will also generously support them. Naturally, they do not need to For those who are worried about common things such as white things, the little pope has to find a way on his own. Most of the little popes who still exist today have made vows with the local people.

The monks keep one side safe and healthy, and are not infested by evil spirits and demons, and the people offer some food supplies every year.

The place where Pope Haiji Theravada is attached is a small area of ​​Haining County with Guji as the center—it is now Gu Huaiyang’s territory. Xia Duanfang reckons that if he says “no”, then the brazen big bandit will dare to Let their master and apprentice starve to death on the mountain.

At this time, everyone is busy grabbing territory, grabbing food and gold and silver. Who has the time to control what a woman is killed for? Xia Duanfang felt that this matter, he pondered with his heels, and knew that there was a conspiracy, but Nai He Xiucai was afraid of encountering soldiers, and Daoye was also afraid of encountering soldiers. The younger disciple threw it on the mountain, and came down fearlessly by himself, just to do one thing - to eat the big family.

Until Shi Wuyuan came to pick him up in person, Xia Duanfang looked at the young man carefully while answering the conversation. Although nine and a half of Shi Wuyuan's ten sentences were nonsense, the only half of the sentence that was useful was "Go this way. ", but he still found a little weird in Shi Wuyuan.

Xia Duanfang felt that Shi Wuyuan had a very thin layer of cultivating energy on his body. The mainstream of Taoism was incantation and martial arts, neither of which was a peaceful and quiet business. After a long time of cultivation, people will naturally leave behind. Some traces, ordinary people can't feel, only people in the same way can see a little depth, if those famous schools, maybe they can tell people to go out of the teacher's door at a glance.

However, it is too thin, he is just a child, but when he enters the door, there is a master who washes the marrow, and it is not so thin that others cannot see his origin.

In a situation like this, Xia Duanfang thought that if he was dizzy because of the four big biscuits, there was something on the other party's body that covered the breath that he should have.

Shi Wucai settled Xia Duanfang, and he babbled a lot of polite words, as if he had a polite ceremony in his stomach. Although he was talking about the same meaning over and over again, but there was not a single word repeated, he was not in a hurry. Xia Duanfang went to see the body of the victimized woman, but he just told people to eat and drink every day.

This is exactly what the head of Xia meant - he was here to eat and wait to die.

It stayed like this for several days, until one day, when Xia Duanfang went out to hang out, he saw a man in white clothes walking out of Shi Wuyuan's yard.

There are seven evils on the top of the head, and thousands of ghosts under the feet——

Xia Duanfang clenched his fists tightly at that moment, and his palms began to heat up. That was where he hid the sword of the sect master. Cold sweat slowly soaked through his back spine. This person is, this person is...

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind, Xia Duanfang was startled suddenly, turned his head, and saw Shi Wuyuan holding a big-sized rabbit in his arms, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Xia Zhang The door, today, there is a message from the court, General Gu invites you to go to the front hall with you."

Before Xia Duanfang came back to his senses or heard what he said, he replied, "Yes...Yes, just go."

Then he turned his head with lingering fears, and saw that the man in white had already looked away, nodded to Shi Wuduo from a distance, seemed to smile, and turned away.