Chapter 1 Children

The clouds stretch more than 100 miles away from the mountains, with thousands of peaks, which is the most dangerous. Its main peak falls on the sword cliff, which is like a dragon crossing the sky, standing proudly and stabbing the sky, with a strong momentum to stare at the world.

This is the time when the world is peaceful, and the world is so elegant, and because many hermits often hide in the deep mountains and forests and are indifferent to world affairs, many literati are happy to climb mountains to visit sages and travel around the world.

The danger of falling from the sword peak of Yunli Mountain is famous all over the world. Nowadays, countless literati take climbing this mountain as their glory, which means that they are not good men.

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There were originally only a few scattered small villages under the sword peak of Yunli Mountain. Because of the continuous exchanges of countless literati, food, housing and transportation naturally did not want to be careless. This place is actually becoming more and more prosperous, forming a rather lively town.

At the east of the town, there is a piece of willows, which are green and colorful. In the shadow, several small farmhouses are faintly exposed. Now approaching noon, a few wisps of cooking smoke curl up and gradually spread in the green.

not far in front of the farmhouse, surrounded by willows, a glimpse of the thick spring of the water tank was cooing, and a half-meter-high column of water emerged. The spring water is clear and clear, forming a small shallow pool, and then a stream of water winding away like green yarn.

The bottom of the pool is covered with bluestones, and the water is sparkling, which is a little cool, but it makes people feel that the hot sun is not so annoying.

On the edge of the pool, between the two willow trees, there is a huge bluestone like a big bed. A dark-faced middle-aged man is lying on it. He closed his eyes slightly and sleeps, with a huge wine gourd beside him.

On the small stone bench next to Qingshi, a teenager in his teens held his head with his hands and stared at the spring in front of him. He didn't know what he was thinking.

After the breeze brushed, the young man's black hair was slightly raised, and there was a young man who had not completely faded on his beautiful face. He frowned slightly, threw a small stone into the shallow pool, sighed, with a little melancholy that was not commensurate with his age.

"Alas--" A long sigh came from behind, but he was learning from the teenager.

The teenager turned around, but saw that the middle-aged man lying on the bluestone platform opened his eyes and looked at himself with a smile and narrowness: "At a young age, how can you be as old as your seventh grandfather all day long!"

The teenager blushed slightly and said, "Uncle, father has been going up the mountain to collect medicine for three days. Why hasn't he come back yet? Nothing will happen?"

This teenager is called Bai Lang. His ancestors have always lived at the foot of Yunli Mountain and made a living by woodcutter farming. Because his father Bai Ye has been smart since he was a child, self-taught medical skills, and has achieved something. He usually treats the people nearby, and treats people very kindly. Therefore, he has been famous within a hundred miles of years.

The man who was called the second uncle is called Bai Meng. He smiled, looked at the worried nephew and comforted him, "It's not the first time your father has been out for so long. Don't worry. He just wants to pick some evening grass in the Youlan Valley on the mountain. This moon grass can only be picked on the full moon day. Tonight On the 15th, I think your father will be back in two days!"

After all, Bai Lang is a child. Hearing what his second uncle said, he calmed down.

Bai Meng turned over and said lazily, "Xiao Bai, come and rub your shoulders!"

"Oh!" Bai Lang stood up and wanted to go over, but suddenly remembered something. He suddenly blushed and shouted angrily, "Second uncle, I told you not to call me Xiaobai. If you call me like that again, I will tell my aunt that you let me steal wine for you again!"

Bai Meng was stunned when he heard the words and suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay, uncle won't call you Xiaobai!"

Bai Meng is rough and excellent in the cup, but his wife can't smell the smell of alcohol, and she is worried that her husband will hurt his body by drinking, so she is not allowed to drink at will.

Bai Meng loved his wife very much, and naturally did not dare to clink the glass at home. Whenever he became addicted to alcohol, he had to instige Bai Lang to steal the wine from home for him. Now that his life was caught by this boy, Bai Meng also felt quite speechless.

Bai Lang has studied medicine with his father since he was a child. The means of acupuncture and massage are not bad. Bai Meng lies on the bluestone platform, looking like he enjoys it.

"Brother, second uncle!" A crisp sound like a yellow warbler came from afar. A little girl dressed in red and hung a green jade Buddha between her neck, and ran over as if flying.

"Xiaoyun!" Bai Lang saw his sister Bai Yun running over and touched her little head lovingly, "Wo! Xiaoyun, isn't the jade Buddha you are hanging on your aunt's?

"Yes!" Bai Yun showed two small tiger teeth, climbed happily on the Qingshi platform, sat down beside Bai Meng, stroked a few beards under Bai Meng's chin, and said, "Second uncle, aunt gave me this little jade Buddha and said she would be my dowry in the future!"

Bai Meng couldn't help moaning in pain. He looked at his beard in horror, but he didn't dare to move. He still squeezed out a smiling face: "Ha ha, Xiaoyun is so beautiful!"

This little aunt's favorite thing to do is to sit in her arms and pull out her beard. If she is unhappy, her beard she has just grown will suffer.

The Baimeng couple have been married for ten years. Although they are very loving, they have never had children. Therefore, the husband and wife have always regarded the Bai Lang brothers and sisters as their own and doting very much. At this time, they had to let the little aunt wantonly** her beard.

Bai Lang's mind was very detailed, so he asked strangely, "Xiaoyun, why did your aunt give you this jade Buddha today? I remember you pestered your aunt several times and didn't get it?"

Bai Yun smiled cunningly when he heard the words, raised his head, and said solemnly, "My aunt asked me about my second uncle stealing wine and said that if I told her, she would give me the Jade Buddha!" After saying that, he proudly shook the jade Buddha pendant on his chest.

Bai Meng shook his body at this moment and almost fell off the bluestone platform. He cried and looked at the pure white clouds in front of him with a pair of watery eyes and said, "What did you say?"

"Of course, second uncle, you are so stupid!" Bai Yun looked at Bai Meng with contempt and pulled his beard hard.

Bai Meng was in pain, rolled his eyes, almost breathed back, and asked carefully, "That... So what's your aunt's reaction?

"Oh" Bai Yun withdrew his hand and bowed his head to play with the little jade Buddha. "Auntine said she asked you to go home. She was sitting in the room waiting for you!"

Bai Meng seemed to be burned by the fire and suddenly jumped up, looking sad and miserable. It seemed that she had seen his wife's cheeks bulging and tears like rain beating pear blossoms. She couldn't help softening her heart and hurriedly turned to her home.

Seeing this, the white cloud behind him suddenly rolled happily on the bluestone platform and giggled, and the copper bell-like voice echoed far away. Then there was a soft cry, but the white cloud was complacent for a moment and fell to the ground. Fortunately, it was full of grass, which was very soft. The white cloud still kept laughing when she got up.

Bai Lang was surprised: "Xiao Yun, what are you laughing at?"

"Brother, do you know why your aunt gave me the little jade Buddha?" Bai Yun finally stopped laughing and asked.

Blon was stunned. He knew that his sister had always been strange, and he vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Bai Yun pouted her cute little mouth and said happily, "Brother, let me tell you, I went to my aunt's house today. My aunt said that she was pregnant with a child and was very happy, and then she gave me the Jade Buddha, hey!"

Bai Lang first exclaimed, and then reacted, "You just lied to your second uncle!"

Bai Yun nodded and then shook again: "Just now, my aunt did ask my second uncle to go home for dinner!"

The brother and sister played again, the spring was leisurely, and Yang Liuyi, and a burst of joyful laughter drifted far away for a long time.

"What a talented and beautiful jade!" A distant and clear voice came. Although it was amazed, it still smelled of indifference.

Bai Lang was shocked, stopped playing and looked back.

A man dressed as a Taoist priest is standing with a smile, with a warm face, holding a piece of dust in his hand, and a cyan robe moving with the wind, quite a dusty demeanor.

"Who are you?" Bai Yun looked up and down curiously, turned his eyes a few times, and suddenly asked.

"The poor road is a real person with the long wind in the fantasy moon cave of Qingyun Mountain!" The Taoist priest waved the dust and said with a faint smile.

Although Bai Lang was born in a peasant family, his neighborhood is full of literati and elegant scholars. From time to time, some scholars often come here to seek accommodation or sit and rest. Bai Lang is intelligent. Since he was a child, he has also been deeply aware of poetry and etiquette, so he is not embarrassed. He returned generously and said, "I'm stupid, I don't know. What did the real person's previous words mean?

"The poor Tao has devoted himself to practicing Taoism for more than a hundred years, and is about to complete his achievements. Now he has deliberately went down the mountain to find a disciple and pass on my mantle. I see that your palace is full, strange eyebrows, and born with spiritual roots. He is a fairy cultivation genius that has not been encountered in ages. If you are willing to worship under my door, he will definitely be the best in my Taoist in the future!"

Bai Lang has seen Hongru Baiding in the four seas since he was a child. His knowledge is very comparable. Naturally, he has heard that there are practitioners in this world. It is said that these practitioners have a long lifespan, can go to heaven and earth, and can break mountains and move seas by waving their hands. They all have unpredictable magical powers.

Bai Lang was surprised and looked up at the old Taoist priest for a long time. He didn't know what he was thinking.

But suddenly heard Bai Yun exclaiming beside him: "Ah! Taoist priest, are you hundreds of years old?

Seeing that the little girl was very cute and gratifying, the Taoist priest nodded slightly and smiled, "That's natural!"

"Oh!" Bai Yun showed a shocking and exclaimed expression, but he curled his lips, showed a look of disbelief, and said coquettishly, "Isn't it ashamed to be a Taoist priest? How can live hundreds of years?"

"What a little girl!" The Taoist priest was not angry and smiled faintly and said, "The poor Taoist practice has been successful. He has been out of reincarnation for a long time, and his natural life is endless!"

"So you are a fairy?" Bai Lang suddenly asked.

"Well, it's almost there!"

"Then will you turn Xiaohei into a stone?" Bai Lang asked, pointing to a little black dog lying under the willow tree in the distance.

"No!" The Taoist priest was stunned and said.

"Then will you turn the stone into a little black?" Bai Lang pointed to the stone under his feet and asked again.

"... No!" The Taoist priest wiped his sweat and said.

"Then I'll tie you up. Can you break it?" Bai Lang tilted his head and thought for a long time, and suddenly said.

The Taoist priest, who had been sweating on his forehead by this boy and was worried that his invincible image would be destroyed, was immediately relieved when he heard the words, took a long breath, and quickly said, "Yes!"

He was afraid that the tricky boy would have some other questions and he would not be able to answer them. Fortunately, this question was not difficult. With his decades of internal practice, it was still no problem to break a few hemp ropes.

Bai Lang and Bai Yun looked at each other and smiled.

The brother and sister have been together all day long and have had a tacit understanding. Bai Lang blinked his eyes, and Bai Yun understood the meaning and ran home. After a moment, he returned with a bundle of blue-gray straw ropes.

"Taoist priest, I will offend you and tie you to this willow tree. If you can break away with immortality, I will believe you!" Bai Lang took the rope and said sincerely.

The Taoist priest was asked by Bai Lang for a while. He even said a few words. He was already confused. He just wanted to show it in front of the two children, regardless of his floating image. He took a look at the pure and simple brother and sister and said, "You tie it up. If I break away, you have to come with me!"

"Uh-huh!" As the two nodded, they impatiently tied up the Taoist priest who stood in their hands.

Bai Lang clapped his hands, as if he had done a thrilling thing. He took a long breath, pulled the smiling Baiyun back two steps, and said with a smile, "Taoist priest, you start!"

The Taoist priest, known as idle dust, suddenly had a burst of uneasiness in his heart. He raised his eyes and saw that there were only two childish children standing in front of him, so he suppressed his irritability, luck and shouted: "Open!"

The body twisted strangely, and a few willow leaves fell on the lush willow trees.

The idle dust Taoist priest's face was stunned, and a trace of surprise and panic flashed in his eyes. He whispered a strange voice. The rope tied to his body did not move at all, and the imaginary response was not break at all.

Looking up, I saw the two children sitting leisurely and leaning on them. They were looking at themselves strangely. The Taoist priest's face turned red, and his face turned red. He shouted, "Break!"

The branches and leaves shook, and a burst of willow leaves fell on the ground like rain. The originally neat cyan scarf on the Taoist priest's head was slightly skewed and covered with dead leaves, so embarrassing.

The rope still hasn't broken.

The idle dust Taoist priest suddenly sweated like rain.

Bai Lang jumped off the bluestone platform, clapped his hands, shook his hands in front of the Taoist priest, tilted his head and asked, "How is the Taoist priest?"

"This... This..." Daochang was a little incoherent for a while. There was no elegant dust at the beginning, but it was somewhat similar to a guilty thief.

"Hmm!"

Bai Lang's face suddenly turned cold and stood with his back. Unexpectedly, he was quite powerful. His cold eyes shot, which made the Taoist priest's back half cold, and his heart suddenly felt strong uneasiness.

"The charlatan, do you think you can fool us?" Bai Yun suddenly rushed over to make a grimace and laughed.

When the Taoist priest heard the words, his face changed greatly, and his face instantly turned pale and panicked, constantly struggling, but he couldn't get away.

"Xiaoyun, go and ask your second uncle to bring some people here!" Bai Lang stopped the playful Baiyun. This Taoist martial arts is not bad. Although he is young, he is thoughtful and unwilling to make mistakes.