Magic card gods

Old man Zhao was dumbfounded, mount?

Looking at it again, this big black and white wolf is fat and strong. Although there are some grass stalks on its body, it is generally clean. And the expression is not ferocious, the two blue eyeballs are straight, but a bit... a bit like a fool in the village!

At this moment, the big black and white wolf was thumping about indiscriminately while the fat orange cat was holding its head down!

I saw the big orange licking the water leisurely, holding down the dog's head easily, oh no, the wolf's head. The big black and white wolf scratched the ground with its paws, but couldn't squeeze in, so it could only watch the big orange drink water in mourning.

Finally, the chicken legs drank enough and walked away, Wei Yuan poured water into his palm again, Erha punched his head down, squeezed out half of the water, and licked up the rest of his tongue!

Erha: gone? That's it?

Wei Yuan: Look at it like this, when you meet a female monster in the future, just rely on your ability to lick water like a dog, and you will be able to surrender!

The old man Zhao saw that the big black and white wolf didn't drink a few drops of water, and was screaming endlessly, so he said cautiously: "Monk Wuji, the old man still has water here..."

Erha finally had a binge, stuck out his tongue and was dumbfounded.

Wei Yuan and Old Man Zhao chatted for a long time under the tree, mostly about things nearby. After all, old man Zhao has never been to far places. Finally, Wei Yuan asked old man Zhao's home, and old man Zhao simply narrated it without pain or sadness.

He looked at the little vegetable field in the mountains with such calm eyes. Just like this peaceful Yanghu Mountain...

Wei Yuan was silent for a while, and said: "Drinking the old man's water made the old man thirsty. Here are some copper coins, so I ask the old man to accept it. It is my kindness from Monk Wuji."

The old man Zhao waved his hands again and again, "It's possible to do this, just a little water. The old man can't let people poke his back..."

After tearing it up, old man Zhao just refused to ask for those five or six copper coins.

The old man Zhao said with some embarrassment: "Money, the old man can't accept it. If, if Monk Wuji is willing, can I ask you..."

Wei Yuan nodded, he thought that old man Zhao wanted to ask him to read scriptures for the dead souls at home.

But the old man Zhao said: "Can you please, please sing another song. I haven't heard anyone sing for a long time..."

Wei Yuan was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little sad, he nodded.

After brewing for a while, the singing sounded in the mountains.

Don't look at people building tall buildings overnight

Don't ask who the heaven prefers more

With my heart and hands

In exchange for a safe and comfortable life

a piece of sky on everyone's head

a piece of land in everyone's heart

Is it a good harvest or a bad year?

ask feeling don't look at money

If Qifen is drunk, dream field

Why bother desperately to be greedy for a thousand cups

what kind of heart

One share of blood and sweat, one share of field

... (Here, it is recommended to play the Mandarin version of Beyond's "Farmer" and eat it together)

The singing echoes in the mountains, the voice is low and steady, accompanied by the crisp sound of knocking on the crystal bowl.

After a while, many birds landed on the trees halfway up the mountain.

A piece of chicken drumsticks that saw Wei Yuan's singing sound like a magic voice also pricked up his ears to hear it.

Erhe was also unusually quiet.

Old man Zhao still couldn't understand the lyrics, but his heart, like a dead tree on a barren mountain, seemed to be raining again.

A song, he actually shed tears unknowingly.

He felt that he really wanted to understand it. It seemed that he was singing this song, but he didn't.

...

After bidding farewell to Old Man Zhao, Wei Yuan made another journey and arrived at a town at dark.

It is only ten miles away from Pinghu County, but the city gate should have been closed at this time, so it seems that they can only spend the night here.

This town is more wary of outsiders, after all, there are everyone these days, and Wei Yuan appeared in the dark.

Don't all those ghosts and strange news happen at this time?

So even if he has the "immortal appearance" characteristic that the little fairy gave back, people are not willing to take him in.

This world is too bad, and the danger and cost of being a good person are too great.

Wei Yuan doesn't blame anyone, after all, no one is obliged to lend him a night.

Besides, he stretched out the crystal bowl, didn't the fat owner of the hotel with a bad attitude and stingy attitude give him a big braised elbow because he couldn't control his hand with great reluctance? How much is too much?

"It's a sharp weapon to beg for food. Master will not deceive me!"

Seeing that it was getting dark, Wei Yuan found the old man who was doing the watch, and asked how he could deal with it overnight.

It would be difficult to beat the old man, and finally said that there was an empty house on the edge of the town, and no one lived there. But where is the haunted...

When Wei Yuan heard this, he regained his spirits!

Haunted is good, I like haunted the most!

There was no need for the watchman to lead the way, so Wei Yuan let Xiao Xianling lead him and found the house.

The three-entry courtyard built with blue bricks is quite well repaired. It is said that the family has been extinct, and no one came to take advantage of it.

That's because the place is haunted by ghosts. Three years ago, the mistress of the family died of illness, because the couple had a good relationship with each other. Two months later, after taking care of his wife's death, the male host, Wang Xiucai, hanged himself!

Originally, some people came to steal things or beggars came to live here, but at night, some people talked here.

Where else dare to come? !

Wei Yuan looked at the big rusty lock hanging on the gate, and simply stopped, jumped over the two-meter-high courtyard wall, and gave him a chance to climb over the wall and enter the house.

What is the first admission, second admission, and third admission?

Those in the shape of "口" are called Yijin courtyards; those in the shape of "日" are called Erjin courtyards; those in the shape of "目" are called Sanjin courtyards.

Wei Yuan climbed over the outer wall and just entered. , there is a higher door in front, which is the second door. Behind him is a room with a row of doors facing inwards and walls facing outwards. This is called an upside-down room.

Wei Yuan saw that the second door was unlocked, pushed the door open with a "squeak" and walked into the inner courtyard.

The floor here is paved with blue bricks, and a few trees are planted, but at this time it is half dead, but the weeds in the cracks of the floor tiles are growing luxuriantly, and the floor tiles cannot be seen unless the weeds are removed.

There are east and west wing rooms on the left and right sides of the inner courtyard, and the main room is more than fifty steps away from the front. On both sides of the main house are slightly lower wing rooms.

There are four bays in the main room and two bays in the side rooms, making a total of eight bays. Although it is already very spacious, it is far inferior to the wealth of the Hu family.

Wei Yuan later inquired with Master Cheap, that Granny Hu was the grandmother of the Hu family in the entire Changshui Mansion, and the one who went by himself was the fox fairy's lair of the entire Changshui Mansion!

Wei Yuanxin said, I am already an uninvited guest by jumping over the wall, and it is outrageous to live in the main room directly, so let's live in the wing room. So go to the east wing. The door was locked, Wei Yuan reached out and twisted the lock and put it on the window sill.

Push the door and go in, there is a dusty smell. It's been too long without ventilation...

Wei Yuan tidied up briefly, and spread the blanket in the bamboo stick on the wooden bed.

Anyway, cold and heat don't invade, and the weather is not cold now, so Wei Yuan's quilt is just a thin cloth blanket.

After simply eating the leftover baked potatoes at noon, Wei Yuan put his own Buddha statue on the table, offered incense and kowtowed, and then lay down on the bed.

The chicken legs were rolled into a ball next to the Buddha statue on the table, and Erha was rolling under the table.

It is also very good to eat and drink enough, cats and dogs are complete!

Wei Yuan recalled what happened this afternoon, and felt a little sad about what happened to old man Zhao. Why do people have to endure so much suffering? Can becoming a Buddha make the human world less suffering?

It's just that there is nothing you can do about this kind of thing. Walking the heavens by himself, I am afraid that things more tragic than this will be better.

He said: "Chicken Leg, how do you think I sang today? I think I am short of a tragic story now!"

The chicken legs cover their heads with three tails, and the tips of the tails are tucked into the ears!

"Hey! What do you mean?! Am I not good at singing? After singing the song "Farmer", I feel that even the exercise of the viscera has gone a step further! Let me just say, if I don't sing, I will be in vain My lung capacity is gone!"

Drumstick: "You only have lung capacity left, so you can talk about it!"

The time soon reached midnight, and the chicken leg and Erha suddenly pricked up their ears. Drumstick ran silently to the wooden bed and hid behind Wei Yuan.

Drumstick: If there is a ghost, eat Wei Yuan first!

Erha is even more amazing, directly drilled under the bed!

Wei Yuan opened his eyes, leaned on the side of the bed and poked his head down, revealing half of his face: "Erha, I'll tell you. Some ghosts hide under the bed!"

Hearing this, Erha jumped out and jumped into Wei Yuan's arms.

Erha: Who is not a baby?

Wei Yuan threw Erha on the bed and ignored it. Straighten your ears and listen.

Hearing whispers coming from the direction of the main house, Wei Yuan originally wanted to come to "Don't be surprised, the blame will defeat itself". But eavesdropping (peeping) is also part of the nature of human beings after all, he couldn't help it.

This time, there were two voices, a man and a woman, as if they were communicating.

Wei Yuan showed a smile: Oh mom, the truth.jpg

A young man's voice came faintly: "Lady, today's deadline expires, and you and I can finally go to the underworld. I have wronged you for the past three years."

A charming female voice: "What did Xianggong say, if it wasn't for being a concubine, Xianggong would not, and would not..."

"Don't mention it again, my lady. Now that my yang life is over, you and I can finally go to the underworld, and don't have to stay in this yang world."

It turns out that those who die unexpectedly and have not lived enough to support them can't go to the underworld, but they usually wait in the city of death. I don't know why this ghost couple stay in the world?

The female voice was a bit sad: "However, I heard from other ghosts that the underworld is actually in chaos now. Where is the shelter? It's better for you and my husband to stay together here."

The male voice sighed, "Sigh, staying in the yang world for a long time is not a long-term solution. Now your soul and body are getting weaker and weaker. We don't want to harm others, so we can't stay any longer. Besides, you and I Together, what is the difference between Yang and Yin?"

"What Xianggong said is, just listen to what Xianggong said. You will never be separated. It's just this little monk who entered the hospital today..."

The male voice hesitated for a moment and said: "Although this little master came here uninvited, he knows that courtesy is not a bad guest. I think that little master has a cat and a dog with the spirit of a fairy, and he is not a mortal. Besides, today I will die. You and I can enter the underworld, just for convenience. It is convenient for others and convenient for yourself..."

Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death.

The whispers gradually disappeared, the moonlight was bright and clear, and the night was as cool as water.

Wei Yuan can't sleep, what is love?

I guess someone will say I'm water again. I don't know if my writing is not good. Sometimes I feel that I am practicing for the blind and singing for the deaf. Although it is said that I rely on codewords to eat, it is not entirely just the meal of Tuyi.

Enduring this loneliness, I always want to write something.

I have read an infinite novel before, and one of the plots is that the protagonist goes on a pilgrimage to Tibet to practice his mind along the way. Looking at it, I think it is really good, and I am looking forward to it.

I don’t know if there are local tyrants who will subsidize me two to three hundred thousand, I will record a live broadcast of a thousand miles around the world!

Starting from the northeast and going south, look at the steel workers with dark smiles but white teeth in the factories, the urban beauties in light clothes by the sea, the fishermen fishing by the sea with the smell of the sea breeze, and the scenery of Qilu. The man from the land, look at Wu Nong’s soft-spoken Jiangnan girl, look at the gorgeous butterflies in Yunnan, the tea trees all over the mountains, look at the mountain city built on the mountain in the land of abundance, look at the deserted desert in Qinghai, look at the blue sky and white clouds in Tibet , Look at the fragrant mutton skewers in Xinjiang, and finally ride across the Mongolian grasslands and return to the northeast...

Or a local tyrant took out 10,000 yuan as a reserve fund and said that he would use the 10,000 yuan to prepare the necessities of life, and then find a place to survive in the wilderness for a year. If you stick to it for one year, you will be given one million! At that time, I will broadcast live to you every day! Hahaha~~~