Chapter 2 Three Thousand Realms

The young man woke up leisurely and felt that the breeze was blowing on his face, which was very pleasant. It seemed that the rain had finally stopped.

He suddenly jumped up, didn't think about anything, didn't look at anything, looked for the five-color stone ring, and shouted, "Xiaotao Xiaobi! Where's the ring? Is it broken?"

In the silent night of the empty mountain, echoes came, "Where's the ring! Is it broken? Is it broken..."

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and looked up at the sky. The sky was not yet dawn. The moonlight poured down in the secluded valley like frost, like mercury, like a waterfall. Where is the shadow of Nangong Yan, Xiaotao and Xiaobi?

Mr. Mingyue is standing alone halfway up the mountain at this moment, and he was shocked: "What the hell is this place?"

Mingyue only felt a splitting headache. She covered her face with her hands and rubbed it for a long time. She still couldn't remember what happened after the five-color stone ring hit the blue stone?

Could it be that Nangong Yan thought she had fainted and ordered Xiaotao Xiaobi to throw herself halfway up the mountain? Impossible! I don't believe in killing myself.

The clothes on my body have been dry for a long time, and the autumn rain seems to have stopped for a long time, because there is only breeze on the hillside, which is not very slippery.

Suddenly, I heard an old cough at the foot of the mountain and said in a low voice, "Who is it? The ghost screams in the middle of the night! Huh? Where's my chicken?"

Mr. Mingyue was shocked, and his voice obviously came from the valley under the mountain. It was so far away that it sounded like a scolding around him.

Mingyue stared at the bottom of the mountain and suddenly saw a dark shadow flashing. Mingyue said to herself, "What a fast body, I rushed into the forest in the blink of an eye, and I can actually avoid my eyesight."

Suddenly, he heard an angry shout behind him: "Where did the wild boy come from, where is my chicken? Where are you hiding?

Mr. Mingyue was shocked again and almost fell down. Huo turned around and saw an old man standing with his hands on his back under the moonlight. He had a long beard and a fairy bone, but the only incongruous thing was the anger on his face. He was looking up and down at himself. Mingyue muttered, "Are you the figure under the mountain?"

The old man snorted, looked at the depressed young man in front of him with disbelief, and scolded, "What?"

The prince Mingyue sighed, "Xianchang, how did you run up?"

When the old man saw that the young man was so depressed, his clothes were untily and unkempt, he shouted that he was immortal, and his anger subsided. "I heard you scream in the middle of the night, but I didn't hear my chicken cry. I hurried out of the hospital and opened the cage, but it was a hole. The chicken disappeared. Say! Did you steal it?

Mr. Mingyue said with a wry smile, "The younger generation has just come here and haven't entered the valley. How can he steal your chicken?"

The old man didn't believe it and shouted, "I see your rags and clothes are sleepy. If you are hungry and want to eat secretly, why don't you tell the truth at a young age?"

Mingyue only smiled bitterly and took out a few silver tickets from his underwear and said, "If the old gentleman doesn't believe it, this is the ticket number of Rishengchang. I'll give you 1,000 taels each."

The old man took over the moonlight and looked at it for a long time. He tore it tore it into pieces and said angrily, "Who did you give me an IOU for?

Mingyue was shocked and said, "Sir, this is a silver note of thousands of taels of silver. How can it be an IOU?"

The old man sneered: "What ticket, tickets, thousands of taels of silver, do you move on your back?"

Mr. Mingyue was speechless and thought for a moment, "I'm Mr. Mingyue. You should have heard of it. Who doesn't believe what I said? If the old man is free, he can go to any industry of the Nangong family in all prefectures and counties in the world, and support thousands of silver, which is said to be a friend of Mr. Mingyue.

The old man sneered: "Is it just that you still call yourself a prince? What a Nangong family? I haven't heard of it since I was a child. I still look a little handsome. Why do you talk nonsense?

Mr. Mingyue secretly thought that this ghost-like old man might be a mountain hermit, an alien in the world, and he did not hear about the world. Instead, he said strangely, "Since I don't look like a chicken thief, why does the old gentleman think it's me?"

The old man sighed, "In the barren valley, it is rare. You are the first person to come to the valley since the beginning of spring."

Mingyue was stunned. No wonder the old man was so talkative. It turned out that the empty mountain was lonely. The hermit has the melancholy of a hermit. Looking at the old man's immortality, he has endless words and endless words. He can't help but feel that this old man is actually quite cute.

Mingyue smiled and said, "So it is! Hey, I just don't know where the three girls who sent me have gone.

The old man touched the forehead of the bright moon and said strangely, "Are you suffering from the disease? Still sleepwalking? I don't have a fever. How can I talk in my sleep!"

Mr. Mingyue rubbed his eyes and said in surprise, "No?"

The old man muttered, "You must still be dreaming and haven't woken up. As you are poor, which girl will fall in love with you?"

Mingyue also smiled, stretched out and smiled, "I did just wake up and found that I was lying in this damn valley, and then called you. You shouldn't always say that I was a chicken thief, should you?"

Suddenly, he said, "Old man, what to eat and drink? I'm hungry."

The old man blew his beard and stared, and had no choice but to sigh, "Yes! Who made you the first guest in the valley this year? Come with me.

Mr. Mingyue went down the mountain with a smile. Fortunately, he didn't meet Nangong Yan's forced marriage. In short, it's a good thing. He casually asked, "Old man, my name is Mr. Mingyue. I haven't asked you yet?"

The old man suddenly stopped and said to the face of Mingyue, "You might as well talk to me. I'm the old man of Tianya."

After saying that, the old man looked at Mingyue carefully and wanted to see some surprised or surprised expressions on Mingyue's face and felt that it was very funny.

I don't want Mingyue to say with a blank face, "Oh! Old man Tianya, uh-huh! I remember it."

The old man said angrily, "Well, it's nothing! Aren't you surprised?"

Mr. Mingyue said strangely, "What's surprising?"

"In the three thousand worlds, you are lucky to see the true face of my old man Tianya. Aren't you surprised?"

The bright moon is dark and funny. It turns out that the old man Tianya is more narcisistic than himself and said more confusedly, "With all due respect, I have never heard of your old name."

After saying that, he turned his head and smiled. He couldn't bear to see the old man's funny expression and said, "by the way, what is three thousand worlds? Is it a gang? Or a place name?"

The old man muttered, "Are you crazy or you come from a foreign country? Three thousand worlds are the world, and all three religious things are in three thousand worlds!"

said and touched the forehead of the bright moon again. The bright moon smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't this southern Xinjiang? Isn't there an ancient town in Tiannan nearby? Where did I come from?

The old man Tianya blinked and said, "South Xinjiang? Miaojiang? You probably don't have much trouble. This is Jiangnan!"

Mr. Mingyue was shocked and secretly guessed how many days he had been in a coma, and how could he be in Jiangnan?

Mingyueqi said, "What kind of mountain and valley is this?"

The old man Tianya said proudly, "Don't you see pear trees all over the valley, full of pear blossoms? Therefore, the name is Lihua Valley, and I am the owner of Lihua Valley.

The bright moon was awe-inspiring, and then I found that when the mountain wind passed, the pieces of pear blossoms were flying, which was really beautiful, but the bright moon turned pale and said, "It's late autumn. How can pear blossoms bloom just after the autumn rain?"

The old man Tianya ignored it and said leisurely as he walked, "It's the late spring season. The grass in the south of the Yangtze River is flying. If you come a few days, you won't like so many beautiful pear blossoms."

Mr. Mingyue only felt that his head was big three times, and he still took off a few flowers and smelled them. It smelled so good! Maybe it is unknown that he has been in a coma for more than half a year.

Mingyue said, "Tianya, your light skills are really good. It can be said that you are alone in the world."

The old man Tianya didn't think so and said, "You can just call me the old Tianya. My body is at most very ordinary, otherwise I won't hide alone in Lihua Valley and walk alone in the world. Hey hey, you ignorant boy, my transfigurement is the real unique world! Who in the three thousand worlds doesn't know who knows?

After saying that, he felt bored. Obviously, the boy in front of him didn't know and seemed to know anything.

Sure enough, Mingyue sighed, "I have to ask my seniors to tell me in detail what three thousand worlds are. The world is very peaceful. Why do seniors hide in Pear Blossom Valley?"

The old man Tianya also sighed, "It seems that you have never seen the world, but it seems that you are a savage from somewhere. Three thousand worlds are the world. How many times have I said it, peace? Humph, the dispute between the three teachings has never stopped! Hundreds of miles away from this valley are bloody, and the world is turbulent. How many characters and beasts of the three religion participate in the battle between the northern martial arts and the southern martial arts? It is more appropriate to say that the world is in chaos.

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and said strangely, "Which three religion?"

"Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism."

The bright moon is even more strange: "How can these three teachings fight? Senior, where did you teach?

The old man Tianya sighed: "The three religion has been competing for a long time. I am a Taoist descendant."

Mr. Mingyue suddenly remembered something and said, "Have you heard that Nuwa refined five-color stones to mend the sky, and the remaining five-color stones have been ground into rings for Fuxi?" I wonder if the old man has seen it?"

The old man Tianya said, "What an ancient legend the five-colored stone. How can I see that there is a supreme power in the legend? Hey, think about it, that thing can make up for the sky. If it appears in the world, how many people want to take it for themselves, and the three religion will not continue to fight for it?

Mr. Mingyue suddenly understood what was going on. He was not in the original era at all. As soon as the five-color stone ring was broken, he must have been punished by God and demoted to this damn three thousand worlds.

The bright moon son looked up to the sky and roared, and many pear blossoms reflected the moonlight in the straight pear blossom valley, and pieces flew and fell one after another.