Nan Chan

A new bed was added to the house and leaned against the window, making the interior quite crowded. When the sky saw three days, he ate some things on the grass and slammed it on the couch.

There is no sleep in the net, he did not sleep with the same room, so he looked sideways at the edge of the bed, and only recited hundreds of curses in his heart. The moonlight is like a otter on the table. The net lining is immersed in this water, and gradually forgets that there are people behind it, and the whole heart is stuck in the word Jingjin.

His Linghai was born after the truth, and shaped like a wind and fog around the pharynx. At first glance, it is difficult to see the bottom, only to see the pharynx cold and smother, and stand in his chest without tilting.

The sky was squatting from the back of the sky, seeing the cleanliness of the neck, the whiteness was clean, and only a smile. He peeked at the net on the Jintai on the nine-day gate, and he had already seen the shape of the pharynx. In addition to the demon martial arts, he was more interested in Jinglin. Who can expect him to be soft when he has a chest sword?

Mingjintai is not a glimpse of Cangtou.

A year ago, Jing Lin had a slap in the northwest. This squatting place is located in the swampy wasteland west of the northern part of the country. It was a general of the Western Emperor's seat against the **** sea, but it plundered the people of the three cities of the northern land because of the unclear things that have not yet been known. The net Lin negative sword went to the body, and before the tiger head smashed into the **** sea, the evil spirits were shocked. When Emperor Cang arrived, he saw the white robe and the sword seal the sea. Countless waves rushed to the surface, and there was no magic in front of the Yanquan sword.

Cangdi asked around: "Who is this person?"

The little demon will revert to the neck: "The emperor does not know him, he is the net of the invincible hand of the nine-day gate in the middle of the sword!"

A few months later, Emperor Cang had another invitation from the Vatican, and went to the ancient temple to listen to the talks. He was in the same seat with the Buddha. He saw a stone villain sitting cross-legged next to the lotus pond, holding a chopstick and fishing, slumbering in the chanting, nodding.

Cang Emperor's heart moved, and Yu Guang saw it sitting for a while, then suddenly abandoned the chopsticks and jumped up, squatting in the pool and taking a cup of fish. In the pool, but a few fingers of the length of the red dragonfly, the first Meng Fanyin is heart-to-heart, one by one, the small cup around the stone, but to make it more and more deep, and finally a "snap" planted into the pool, with lotus The leaves are shaking the water.

Cang Emperor suddenly asked the true Buddha: "A little life, can the stone be born out of the adult?"

The true Buddha smiled and did not answer, only said: "The sword is hidden in the chest, and the road is hidden."

“Where to seek?”

"The Tao is self-sacrificing, and the Tao is in the heavens and the earth. Everything is in the eye, and everything that is heard by the ear can be praised."

After the Emperor Cang, he sneered and said, "Where is the world, how can I go?"

"Breaking the rear," said the Buddha.

Cangdi asked: "So, my robbery is coming?"

"The emperor has already had an insight into the autumn, and he has thoughts about it."

Cang Emperor smashed a murder: "Who is it."

The real Buddha smiled and threw a bead into the pool, saying: "Nan Zen eight hundred lotus pond water, the fate of which can not be explored. The emperor wants to understand, it is better to find it."

Cang Di Huo Ran got up, but he listened to the true Buddha and persuaded him.

"The number of robbings is unpredictable, and the emperor's mind is unpredictable. Instead of finding out, it is better to let it go."

"He is both my robbery, it is my life." The Emperor Cang is in the fog. "It is only me who can be called the emperor between heaven and earth. I can't give it to this life. I can only kill him first. ”

Cangdi went along the pool. In the sacred voice, see the Buddha beads sinking into the water and go south. At the southernmost part of the lotus pond, a small boat stops between Wanhua. There are two people sitting on the boat, one is the old man who has solved the problem, the other is the man in the azure wide shirt.

The old man is endless, boring. The man scatters and settles. On that day, the blue sleeves smashed into the pool, and cut out one of the sky colors, and touched the lotus fragrance. Jinglin is cold-hearted, neither seeing intolerance nor sleepiness. The pool surface is like the environment, and the waves are reflected in the sky. When I look at it, I have a sense of sitting in the clear sky.

The pharynx is both a pure forest and a pure pharynx. To the pure **** cast the first sword of this world, to the net of the rain to melt the first color of this world. He has no foreign objects, so his color is not vulgar.

Cangdi looked at the fog and looked at it.

Suddenly climbing the stone villain between the pool, it sits behind the old man, and learns the old man's appearance and shakes his head.

The old man was slower and couldn't help but cough, and said to Jing Lin: "But tired?"

The little man turned back to the stone when he was on the road, and the beads held in his hand rolled to the hands of Jinglin. Jing Lin looked as usual and apologized to the old man leaning over.

The old saying: "The poor and ill-fated book is tasteless, but it can't be done. The son of the son of the martial arts is the most arrogant. After returning, it is necessary to read it every day."

Jing Lin refers to the Buddha beads and said: "It seems that my Buddha is not shallow, the master does not have to worry."

The old man said: "The son is not close, but the cultivation is long, but this heart is lonely. This is the world's most destructive soul is not the evil spirit, but the word 'love'. The heart of the martial arts, seemingly detached from everything, in fact, like a thin ice. If you make a mistake, break a thought, and destroy one heart, it will be a catastrophe.

Jing Lin said: "Father and son, brotherhood, are love."

"That's the way." The old man looked at Jinglin. "The party said that the son is still unclear."

Net Lin understands, but says: "If the word 'love' is a robbery, you can take it."

The old man sighed and no longer responded. He raised his hand to Jinglin and turned to the shore.

The net Lin was still sitting, and the beads that were close together were dry. He suddenly gave birth to a cool feeling. The stone "recovers" and rests with the net.

The Emperor looked at him for a long while and silently retreated.

The sky regained his thoughts and saw that Jing Lin had turned back and looked at him. He showed his apology and said, "Is you arguing?"

Net Lin stared at him silently.

The sky was foggy, and the heart was not exposed or scaled, but it was still buckled in the eyes of Jinglin. He said, "Don't pass that day, I have never asked your name."

Jing Lin said: "Net Lin."

"A long drought is nectar." Cang Yi said in a serious way, "No wonder I met you, my body and mind are comfortable and comfortable."

Jing Lin said: "I was that night..."

"You lost money with people eating wine, and I won't give you back the gold." The gold beads were still on the waist, and the eyes were not blind. "Then you took a rest for a night, and you went back."

Net Lin frowned: "I can't remember it at all."

“It’s like drinking wine with people.” Cang said, “You have a low amount of alcohol. In the future, besides people who are close, don’t drink alcohol easily.”

Jing Lin asked: "Dare to ask the name of the surname."

"Don't dare to do it, 鄙 surname Cao, single-word warehouse. Halfway out of the house, learned a spell in the north, repaired as not refined, did not build Linghai, but did not turn out the truth. Because the talent is not enough, then the idea of ​​monasticism is gone. Now go The sale of some Lingshi Lingcao, mixed with rice to eat." After the arm of the armpits, the road came.

"Cao brothers." Jing Lin called.

The sky almost laughed, and he maintained a positive color in the dark, and said firmly: "I am so long as you are, why not call your brother?"

Jing Lin’s heart has been cultivated for a long time, and has lived for many years. Is it not chaotic to call his brother?

The sky is clear, but the heart of the old man Cang Long is born, even you can yell me, let you call the elder brother that is the elders.

The sky sighed and turned over. He turned his back to Jinglin and said, "But I am repaired to be shallow, and it is aggrieved for your brother. You are welcome, you and my name will be the same."

Jing Lin repeatedly helped him to help him, and he couldn’t help but open his mouth.

The sky said: "I will find a place to live tomorrow morning. If you are going south, you can..."

"Brother." Net Lin whispered, and finished the meal. He didn't even call his brother at home. For a time, he was somewhat swallowed like a pinch. Net Lin immersed himself in the middle of the quilt, and said with a muffled voice, "I live without getting in the way and sleep."

The sky is still in the "brother", he feels that this kid is really inside and out, thinking that he did not teach him to call his brother earlier.

The man in the water was stunned and screamed. If you read these two words in your lips, even if you copy it in your arms, the sky can make him trembling and soft.

Unfortunately, it is a pity.

The day after the day was bright, the net Lin was feeding the horse. He is also an ordinary horse, with a green skin, but he can step on the water and stay in the middle of the horse. He is walking around and trotting around the net.

The sky was copied into a hot, thin skin bun, and the net Lin washed his hands and shared it with him while standing in the pine plantation. The sky saw him licking the hot juice, the thin lips were burnt and the oil was red and red, and they wanted to start things that were not serious.

Jing Lin saw the sky staring at himself and couldn’t help but look back. He eats silently, and even if he is hot, he can make a sound, quiet and fast.

The sky is calm, and the appearance of this intimate brother is maintained. He picked up the buns and sent them to the import. He said, "I haven’t said anything with the sages last night. I brought the herbs to the south. The eucalyptus city in the south was demon before. It’s a mess, and there are countless deaths and injuries. It’s the time when you need the spirit of the spirit. I’m going to do this for the trip, I don’t know where you are going?”

Net Lin wiped his hand and said: "I am on the same road as my brother."

The sky said: "You also go to Yushucheng?"

He Lin has no doubt about him, saying: "Yushu City was originally located in the south of the Phoenix jurisdiction. Recently, the Phoenix moved eastward, and the south side has become like a charcoal. It is the time when the nine-day gate is to be produced."

The sky immediately smiled and said: "This is a coincidence. You and I will go south together, and it will be taken care of."

Jinglin saw a sincereness in the sky, and did not act in the same way, and the words were steady and the heart was right. Compared with Li Wei, the color of the "brother" could not help but ease the color. The dagger said: "Yes."

When the sky was pulling the horse, Jing Lin handed out the porcelain bottle from the sleeve. When the sky was over, the little finger swept through the palm of Jinglin, and did not wait for Jinglin to return to God. Instead, he lightly sang the porcelain bottle.

"What is this?"

"The medicine of the family." Jing Lin said, "Since his brother wants to give medicine to the south, he lost sixty gold beads last night. How can he not say it? This medicinal medicine can change something if it is not good. It is also possible to return to life."

"Good life is precious." The sky picked up the plug, only shook under the nose, and smiled. "A bean curd taste, full of aura, it seems to be a fairy baby. This sent me, isn't it too wasteful?" ”

Net Lin turned over and said: "Value."

The sky is laughing, and sniffing something. His five senses are far more common than ordinary people, and ordinary monsters are no match. This medicine is indeed a fairy, and it is close to the fine-grained, but vaguely catching a star of blood.

However, the sky does not show color, and the hand that is polite is sent back to the sleeve. He smiled and went on, and said to Jing Lin, "How do you treat me like this? How can I not be moved? Since I became a brother, there is nothing to hide. My family lives in the north, there is no father or mother in the family. The wife and children are relatives, and they are real and lonely. The younger brother--"He scorned. "So it’s better to call you, is it better to call you Jiulang?"