Chapter 1: Boy Feng Kui's Head

It coincides with the once-in-a-century evil climate, with blizzards flying in the sky and the frozen three-foot long river. The cold wind can't go head-on, and the rivers and mountains are covered with silver.

The vicious climate of dripping water into ice is a difficult time for the poor to cry bitterly and crack their hands and feet.

There is no shortage of poor people in places like Xianmen Town, and the poverty is unimaginable.

The wind was shrinking in his dilapidated hut, blocking the cracks of the earth wall with a few rotten boards. He still felt chills. His thin clothes were wrapped tightly again and again, and he still couldn't resist the cold and bones. He tried to fight against the cold weather. Finally, he got into the thatch in the corner of the wall, revealing only one head.

"It's life-threatening!" The teenager's teeth burst and his lips turned purple. Last night, the roof leaked rain, and I was fascinated by the practice of Zulong Qi and Blood. I got wet with the broken quilt, and I couldn't go. I was frozen and lay in it as if I had fallen into an ice hole.

Feng Kui's first year of the dance spoon. Although she has a good skeleton, she really doesn't have a couple of meat, and a pair of eyes. It is the most durable place for the whole body, but with a thin face, the bulge of the skeleton is full of light and disorder, giving birth to the meaning of a pointed mouth monkey cheeks. At a young age, in order to make a living and make a living, I rely on my eyes to be flexible, and I will say a few flattering words with a sharp mouth, which is accurate and good flattery.

A miserable child.

"Old Zhang, the head of the village, froze to death last night. It's a pity that he lived a long life. He died desolately, and a fire burned all!" Feng Kui's whole body shivered and couldn't help thinking that he had frozen to death yesterday, so he couldn't help scolding: "Dog's ethereal fairy mountain! Isn't it that the kind old man froze to death alive? Every time he went down the mountain to recruit disciples, he went to heaven to save the world. The ghost is right. The god damn fairy, who wastes incense faith, are all sanctimonious and self-right hypocrites! Son of a bitch fairy, son of a bitch!"

The thatched pile couldn't compete with this bad weather. The wind was really uncomfortable. He jumped out and shrank his body. A pair of broken shoes exposed his swollen toes. A piece of nails had already disappeared, and his flesh and blood was blurred. I was afraid that the blood would freeze.

"It's important to live. You can't walk in the footsteps of the frozen ghost Zhang Laoer!" Feng Kui couldn't help but feel cold again. He separated a pile of thatch, piled it up in an open space in the broken house, took out two flints, squeezed them fiercely, and clicked out sparks.

Seeing that the that grass fell on Mars and was about to ignite, joy appeared on Feng Kui's face and his eyes stared closely. Unexpectedly, the small flame had not released heat, and a wave of swaying actually went out.

If this is the second or third time, the fire has not been ignited, but it is colder.

The teenager muttered, "It's strange! Sister Yi never wants to take action on Zhou Ji, and the ghost doesn't expect it. Now there is no need to make a fire. Does the old man want to kill me?!" Feng Kui complained and scolded for a long time. Finally, he figured out something and shouted angrily, "Ghost, you have to take a break at this time!"

Only then did a gust of gloomy wind blow, which was colder than the cold wind. It was cold to the bottom of my heart. The wind couldn't stand it and shrank into a ball.

"Wind boy! Lao Long is coming!" There was a strange smile, and it was even colder in the shabby house.

"Do you want my life?" Feng Kui shrank and continued to make a fire.

"Don't! I'm not used to fire..." The ghost suddenly appeared. It turned out to be a group of ghosts, which were gloomy. Just now, he teased the wind and made him not to catch fire.

"I'm more afraid of death!" Feng Kui's head trembled even more, and his stomach cooed. He was so hungry and cold that he couldn't survive. If you don't make a fire here, I'm afraid that you will freeze to death like that old man. At that time, no one will even burn a fire into ashes, and you can only let the wild dogs share food.

"Have you forgotten? Today, those sanctimonous immortals in the town want to go down the mountain to taste tea, be considerate of all sentient beings, and visit opportunities. A few days ago, you didn't agree to welcome the immortals kitchen steward and give him a day's footpower! Let's go today and keep it safe and eat!" The ghost told people, but only Feng Kui could see and hear it, which was a big secret.

A fairy like a ghost coming down from the mountain will be killed when he sees it. Whoever dares to collude will die.

This is called to kill evil, do good deeds, and accumulate merit.

A word woke up the dreamer, and Feng Kui patted his head and jumped up: "There are hot dishes and hot rice. How could I forget this! It's not noon yet. It's not too late. I'll go in time! Thank you for reminding me!"

The young Feng Kui rushed out against the cold wind, with a happy face.

When the ghost saw Feng Kui rushing out and hummed, "I'm the Dragon King..."

Feng Kui's head has gone, and the ghost sighed with compassion: "It's more unfortunate than Lao Long, and his life is still bitter..." Slowly disappeared.

Cold wind and sleet, few people appear.

Baoding Village is still a few miles away from Xianmen Town. Feng Kui thought that a full meal could hang his life and his pace would be faster.

He endured the cold and stepped into the town. Feng Kui first rectified his clothes, but he saw the lights in the town, and the new peach charms were bright red. It was a scene of the Spring Festival. The courtyard of each family was opened and the road was cleaned clean.

This is called Yingxian Nari.

The immortals on the mountain come down twice a year, flying through the clouds and driving fog, flying along the mountain road to Xianmen Town, landing to welcome the immortals, listening to the suffering, and occasionally stepping into a family to exorcise evil spirits.

The people are so grateful that they can't wait to kowtow and lick their feet.

The fairy also thinks that his tongue is dirty.

In a high posture, he never bowed his head when he saw the princes, let alone kneel down.

Through several smooth streets paved with bluestones, stepped on a thin layer of white snow, and finally walked behind Yingxian's arms and entered through a small door.

In a yard, everyone was busy and no one paid attention to the wind. Feng Kui also expected that he would be neglected. Although they were all poor people, he was even more afraid that someone would grab his errands and couldn't get a reward. If he lost a penny, he would be distressed.

The poorer you are, the more you love money. You don't know how to care about each other, and the deeper the estrangement is.

Feng Kui was used to seeing such white eyes. He was bullied and excluded enough, and his heart was lively. He didn't care about these. Seeing a middle-aged man with a cloth crown and a black blue shirt on his stomach, he quickly went up and smiled and said, "Uncle Rich Man, I'll come to the consul to do it. I don't want money. I'm really hungry and uncomfortable!"

This smile is not flattering, not stiff, and has been tempered for a long time. Although today's cold and hungry face is pale and his lips are dark, he is still pleasing and disgusting.

"Well, it turned out to be a broken fish of the Feng family! There is a tank of wastewater in the kitchen, which is picked up and poured out outside the town! Mali, the meal is not given for free. Zhang Dafu is a kitchen stewmer. He loves money as much as his life. He still has a little conscience and often takes care of Feng Kui's head. Maybe he may remember that Feng Kui had promised him to be his footwork for a day and immediately assigned work to Feng Kui Shou.

The word "bianyuer" was originally scolding people for not having a good life. It was said that the big fish in the big river followed, and shrimp could not resist the impact of the big waves. They could only swim to the shore to save their lives, but they became ducks and cranes or were beaten to cook soup. There was no good end, so the people called their lives as miserable. Fengkui's head is like a broken fish.

There are immortals in the town, and even dirty water will be poured out of the town. The rules dare not be sloppy, which shows the nobleness of immortals. Maybe those monks don't care much about this, but secular people might as well try their best to please them.

"Thank you, Uncle Fu!" Feng Kuihou did not mind being despised but thanked him. If he had known that milk was the truth of his mother, he would have stepped on his dignity under his feet if he wanted to eat. He walked into the kitchen and immediately smelled the fragrance inside. He swallowed his saliva, licked his mouth, and thought, "Grandpa went early. He couldn't let Grandpa live a good day in his life, so he watched him go. When I was young, I often heard my grandfather say that wealth is rotten and messy. Although it is unpleasant, it is thousands of times better than my poor life. Or ascend to immortality, just as developed! I don't know how Zhao Xin's who entered the Piaoyuan Mountain is doing!" Feng Kui had a thought in his heart. Hearing someone swear in his ear, he quickly scooped the dirty water into the bucket and ran twice in a row. His tired eyes were black and his whole body was hot.

As soon as he rested, Zhang Dafu came over with his hands in the sleeves of the cotton robe. Looking at Feng Kui's head sweating heavily, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Miss Lingzhuer in the front yard is looking for you and letting you run errands for him! Light work, go!"

Feng Kui's first fish knew the difficulty of making a living. Who made his fate bad and became a poor miserable person! Hearing that he didn't dare to delay doing things in the front yard, he rushed to the front yard.

When she arrived, Lingzhuer was already there. Seeing Feng Kui's first shirt and thin and stinky sweat, Xiu couldn't help frowning and handed Feng Kui a plain handkerchief and said, "Wipe the stinky sweat. There is something important to be done by you!" A host and servant went out to welcome the fairy, and I was short of a careful and flexible manpower.

"What's wrong with Sister Pearl?" Feng Kui wiped her sweat with a silk handkerchief and inadvertently smelled a virgin body fragrance coming from the silk handkerchief. She saw Lingzhuer's slim figure, thin and just right. The jubilant tight plum blossom big red cotton jacket wrapped around her body, which was concave and convex, which was comparable to the lady.

"Hone with me! Who is your sister!" Lingzhuer is a maid who welcomes immortals. She is in charge of more than 100 female maids up and down. She is born with water and beautiful. Hearing that she is valued by Piaomiao Mountain, she will enter Xianshan and spit out fairy spirit, which is different from mortals.

Ling Zhuer stared over with the power of the emperor all year round. Feng Kui was smart and quickly withdrew her eyes.

Xianmen Town is originally a big town, and it is outside the ethereal Xianshan Mountain Gate, which is particularly prosperous, so it is extremely prosperous, and most of the people who come in and out are not unknown people. However, with the fame of Xianshan, Yixuan on the first floor of Xianmen Town is also very famous. Yingxian took the name of this building, and the person in charge of a maid is not idle. The daily majesty alone is not the first to be afforded by the border fish.

"Come with me!"

Lingzhuer ignored the wind and head, moved gently, bypassed the corridor, and walked into the front yard to welcome the fairy.

This is the first time he walked into the front yard. Originally, he was shocked by the luxurious decoration. In the past, he only dealt with stinky vegetables in the kitchen activities, and looked at the front door or two at most. This time he came in and opened his eyes. .

"Mama! Sister Zhao is coming soon. Don't neglect it!" Lingzhuer has walked to the front and saw Feng Kui's eyes shining and look around. She turned around and suddenly said, "Don't envy! Hundreds of Huating, but a fire burned out. Only after waking up the Taoist species did you understand that these are just passing by the clouds. The sky and the earth are far away, and Xianmen Town is very trapped!"

Feng Kui's head looked stunned and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw an unspeakable momentum rising on Lingzhu's magnificent face. Usually, I heard the ghosts full of complaints and nonsense and insulting those who cultivate immortals. I have never heard such words, and Feng Kui suddenly felt novel.

Lingzhuer shook her head and smiled and said, "You don't know! Let me set up a few chairs and tables in the living room!"

Feng Kui quickly followed up and wanted to ask the ghost to make it clear. After listening to Lingzhuer's words, he was stimulated by the luxurious scenery in front of him. The fish here suddenly turned on and found that the cultivation of immortals was not as hateful as the ghost said, and the benefits were endless.

Fengqi's head followed Lingzhuer all the way into the embranchment of Yingxianhu. They all received immortals and welcomed the three floors of the dignitaries who visited the Piaoshan Piaoshan Mountain of Xianshan. They felt that the weather was extraordinary. Lingzhuer urged her tightly. Fengju had no time to appreciate it. She kept putting the sandalwood chairs and the table of the Eight Immortals in turn.

is not a labor-saving job.

Waiting for Feng Kui to straighten his waist and take a long breath, thinking of looking down at the wind objects beside the railing, he suddenly felt a colic all over his body. Feng Kui was shocked, his whole body arched into shrimp, and his face was twisted.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that the situation was not good, Lingzhuer bent down and asked.

Feng Kui quickly held his mouth. Although he looked painful, he shook his head repeatedly and refused to open his mouth and spit out a word.

At this time, a voice sounded downstairs: "The fairy Zhao Lingyue, a fairy on the mountain, came to welcome you!"

Lingzhuer was shocked and shouted, "I can't vomit here. Go down quickly and hide in the woodshed for a while. My sister will come to see you later!" In a hurry, Lingzhuer inadvertently admitted her sister, but she thought that Feng Kui was going to vomit.

Feng Kui couldn't hear it. He felt a mouthful of blood surging in his chest and was about to spit out. His whole body was in pain. He was afraid that someone would cut his flesh, scrape his bones and twist his tendons inch by inch.

Feng Kui hurried downstairs and dared not let go. He was afraid that the mouthful of blood would be spit out. At that time, he would definitely cause trouble and lose his life.

Feng Kui shrank his body and hurried out to welcome the fairy's arms. In the reckless collision, he was bumped into a dry white-clothed Shengxue. The cold-looking woman came, with swords hanging around his waist, and his clothes were dancing. He was about to step into the Yingxian's arms.

Feng Kui's head suddenly came out, and the pain was dizzy and empty. He couldn't distinguish it at all. He fell straight into the arms of the first woman. Although his whole body was in pain, his heart still thumped and secretly called it was over.

Everyone was shocked!

On the side of the collision, the fairy's body was light and avoided the wind's head. She only wiped the wind's head in white clothes and frowned slightly. She didn't expect that there would be such crossbows who didn't know the depth of heaven and earth. I really hate the long life!

"Sin! Dead..." Unwaiting for the woman to open her mouth, the woman next to her has drunk coldly, waved her, rolled her sleeves, and came out with a strong force to hold Feng Kui's head up. Feng Kui only felt that his chest seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer, and his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys were squeezed into a ball, and flew out five or six feet and landed on the bluestone board.

Feng Kui still covered his mouth tightly and kept repeating a sentence in his heart: "You must not spit it out. If you spit out this blood, you will die!" This guy has a clear priority.

At this time, Lingzhuer has rushed downstairs. Seeing that Feng Kui's head rolled down in the courtyard, he couldn't afford to shrink. Everyone in the yard was as cicadas, afraid that the three fairies would blame him. Who would still take care of the life and death of Feng Kuai's head? Some believers who especially worshipped immortals in it were even more eager for Feng Kuai's death on the spot as atonement.

Lingzhuer knew that Feng Kui made a mistake. After all, he was a person valued by Xianshan and had a lot of determination. At that moment, she shouted coldly, "Don't drag this evil servant down and lock him in the firewood house for disposal!"

fell down, and someone came up viciously and dragged Feng Kui's head and threw it straight into the woodshed.

Lingzhu's face apologized. While attracting the three fairies upstairs, she said with a smile, "Sister Zhao, don't be angry. It's all because Pearl is careless and doesn't do things well!"

Zhao Lingyue snorted coldly: "It's just a mortal, and it's not worth me being angry and sad. I just bumped over and was caught off guard. I stained the fairy clothes and added bad luck!" The spirit of loneliness and transcending is overflowing with words.

Not to mention welcoming the immortals to eat tea, he just said that Feng Kui was in the wood room, leaning on the foot of a broken table. His face was twisted and deformed without blood color, and his whole body trembled.

Wow! Suddenly, the mouthful of blood spit out and flushed on the ground.

"You are poor and weak, but you have been born for three days and vomited blood at two ends! Zulong Qi and Bloodjue can't be saved. I don't know how many days I can live! I haven't revenged, my wife hasn't married, I haven't had a good day, and I haven't seen my parents since I was born... a dog fairy!" Feng Kui looked at the red blood on the ground and scolded himself for being miserable, and finally scolded the "dog fairy".

Suddenly, there was a wriggling in the blood, from which a white lotus flower actually bloomed. Suddenly, the fragrance was overflowing. The flowers were the size of fists, but the nine ungrown lotus seeds in the middle lay in the petals like black pearls, which was very strange!

Feng Kui was not surprised for the first time. He grabbed the lotus and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.

The ghost said that he was a fairy demon, and the blood he spit out was born in the lotus. There were nine lotus seeds hidden magic in it. They must not be seen by immortals, otherwise there would be no place to die.

"That's really cruel! I don't know what the means!" Feng Kui was locked in the woodshed for two hours, and the pain on his body subsided. Maybe he was numb and hungry that he was about to faint. He felt that there seemed to be a crack in his chest. If it hadn't been for this pain, he would have fainted long ago.

After dark, Lingzhuer hurried to the woodshed and saw Feng Kui lying there dying. She quickly called two servants to bring hot food.

Lingzhu'er sat aside and saw that Feng Kui couldn't swallow his first food. He frowned and said, "Do it yourself!"

Feng Kui looked at Ling Zhuer and grinned.

In Xianmen Town, Lingzhuer is the best for him, otherwise she would not give her silk to wipe the wind and sweat.

Lingzhuer took out a bank of silver and said to Feng Kui, "I'm going to Piaoyuan Mountain to learn art soon. There will be no human body to stick to you in the future. We are all miserable people, but my sister's luck is better than you!" You can take care of yourself in the future..."

Feng Kui took the silver for the first time and felt the heat on it. The silver pearl must be in his arms.

"I'll send you back and give you two more medicine to heal your wounds. Go back and take a good rest."

Lingzhuer got up and left and turned out of the woodshed.

Not long, two strong men carried a wooden board, and Lingzhuer brought an old cotton-padded jacket to put on Feng Kui Shou. When the two strong men carried Feng Kui Shou and left, Ling Zhuer held a pot of red charcoal for Feng Kui Shou to bring back, and there were also three doses of soup.

Feng Kui shook his head and said, "Sister, you don't have to do this to me! I'm afraid it will drag down Sister Pearl and be unlucky Sister Pearl!"

"All stupid words!"

The two of them carried Feng Kui's head back to Baoding Village.

It's night, and it's snowing like a mat.

Feng Kui looked at the ghost and asked bitterly, "Am I going to die?"

"It's not far from death!" The ghost said slowly, "If you die, your soul will be blown away by the wind, and you can't even be a ghost!" The tone is bleak and ghostly.

"Impossible! I'm a fairy demon!" Feng Kui grinned; "You said that I'm not a mortal!"

He grabbed the white lotus all over the ground, stuffed it straight into his mouth, ate one, and spit one.

"It's useless, your heart has been broken..." The devil can't bear it.

"I can live... I still have nothing to do!"

A fierce light flashed in Feng Kui's eyes.

Outside the broken house, the cold wind roared and refused to rest in peace.