I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 101 The Towering Green Mountain (for Subscription)

The sun sets on the western mountain, and there is a dark red afterglow in the sky.

The weather outside quickly became freezing cold.The cold wind blew through the dry willows, making a whining sound.

On the glass window, there are ice flowers.The house is steaming and steaming, like a fairyland.

Uncle Liu jumped off the kang and filled the stove with coals.Not long after, there was a rumbling sound in the stove, and the pig iron stove was also burned red, exuding scorching heat.

The water vapor permeating the home quickly disappeared.

Not long after, pots of hot food were brought to the table.

The pots are white porcelain iron pots with white lace, and there are also small stainless steel iron pots.

There is a pot of crispy and soft stewed lamb head, a pot of pork knuckle, a pot of beef beef in sauce, and a bowl of fried peanuts. The only vegetarian dish is a pot of pickled bean sprouts.

To celebrate her husband's recovery, and to thank Yang Qing for saving his life, Aunt Wang spent a lot of money today.

The wine was also pretty hard.

A bottle of 65-degree Gaoliu specialty Erguotou costs ten yuan a bottle.

There is nothing else in the taste, just one word: strong.

The most authentic spirits!
Wine glasses collide, drinking freely is worthless.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Both of them were slightly drunk.

Today, it was rare for Yang Qing to be fine, so he didn't refine the alcohol in his body.He was leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette, enjoying the feeling of being slightly drunk.

Yang Qing thought of the scary woman he saw in Uncle Liu's mind before, and couldn't help asking: "Uncle, when you went to Luming Valley, what did you see?"

Uncle Liu thought for a while and said, "Nothing... By the way, I saw a white deer! My God, it's the first time I've seen such a big deer in my life, and it's still white!"

white deer?

Yang Qing thought of the white deer standing beside the woman in Uncle Liu's mind.The whole body is pure white, flawless and pure, standing between heaven and earth, like a snow elf.

"Where are the women?"

Yang Qing asked: "Did you see a woman?"

"How can there be a woman!"

Uncle Liu shook his head with a smile and said, "After I saw that deer, I didn't know anything about it!"

no women?

Yang Qing was shocked when he heard this.

Then what I saw before, what happened to that woman looking back.

Could it be that she is looking at me?

Yang Qing sneered, and couldn't help feeling that this idea was too absurd.

However, laughing and laughing, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because, he thought of the last time when he was on Taiwan Island, when he was refining the inner alchemy of the fox demon, that ray of divine sense remained in the inner alchemy.

Day, you can't really be looking at me.

Yang Qing suddenly sweated on his forehead.

……

Early the next morning.

At dawn, Yang Qing and Ding Xuan bid farewell to Uncle Liu and Wang Xiumei.

Get in the car and close the door.

As soon as I started the car, I saw a red Chang'an sedan approaching, the car stopped, and a man in his 50s got out of the car wearing sunglasses and smoking a cigarette.On the co-pilot's seat, a woman in her 30s wearing a small leather skirt, leggings, a small black leather jacket, and heavy makeup came down.

After the man got out of the car, he took out a pack of soft China from his pocket, and gave one to Uncle Liu: "Come on, old Liu, have a good cigarette!"

Uncle Liu couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the person coming, and subconsciously looked at Yang Qing.

However, Yang Qing was looking at this man cheerfully with a cigarette in his mouth and sunglasses, and there was no abnormality on his face.Seeing Uncle Liu's gaze, Yang Qing shook his head slightly.

Uncle Liu accepted the cigarette with a smile.

"Old Liu, what are you doing? It's winter, you're standing outside and blowing the wind?" the man asked.

"No, send it to my relatives!"

Uncle Liu pointed to the warrior car not far away, and said with a smile.

The man looked back, dumbfounded.

"Nonsense, that could be your relative, but that is a special car for the army. I never heard you say that you have relatives in the army?" The man obviously didn't believe it.

"I am a distant relative!"

Uncle Liu sighed softly, looked at the car that was drifting away, and then said: "When I was young, I often came to my house to play, you have seen it!"

"I can't remember clearly!"

The man shook his head, obviously not interested in the topic.

"Too!"

Uncle Liu sneered in his heart, and stopped the topic.

"Hey, Lao Yang, you haven't been back for two years. What are you going to do when you come back this time?" Uncle Liu asked.While speaking, he took out a pack of Nanjing in a golden package from his pocket, and gave one to the man.

After seeing Uncle Liu's cigarette, the man asked curiously, "What kind of cigarette is this? How much did you pay for it? Ten yuan?"

"do not know!"

Uncle Liu shook his head with a smile and said, "It was given to me by my relative who just left!"

On the side, the woman with heavy make-up was so startled that her head was buzzing after seeing the cigarette Uncle Liu took out.

"I don't even say to give something good!"

The man picked up a cigarette and curled his lips.

The woman suddenly felt that this man was really superficial, shallow and short-sighted, meaningless at all.

"By the way, what are you doing here?"

Uncle Liu asked.

"Isn't there still a yard!"

The man turned up his neckline and lit the chimney against the wind: "I'm going to sell it!"

"sold?"

Uncle Liu was taken aback when he heard this.

He also heard from his wife last night that after Yang Qing came back yesterday, he stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched for a long time.

"That's right, it's useless to keep it. Why don't you sell it for thousands of dollars and buy jewelry for my dear!" The man hugged the woman beside him and kissed her on the face.

The woman forced a smile, and squeezed out an awkward yet polite smile.

"It's true!"

Uncle Liu nodded when he heard the words, and sighed softly: "Yes, no one lives anyway!"

Not far away, Yang Qing's ears moved slightly.

Finally, shaking his head and smiling, he started the car.With one kick of the accelerator, he walked away.

……

In the morning wind, Yang Qing drove straight to the big river in the north of the village.

Roll over the icy river and walk on the country road full of dead trees.

Bumping all the way, running wildly all the way.

After driving past what the locals call the triple bridge, the terrain gradually becomes steeper.

Fortunately, the car is strong.

Climbing all the way is not difficult.

Half an hour later, Yang Qing entered Niutou Village at the foot of Daqing Mountain.

Niutou Village, as its name suggests, is shaped like an inverted triangle.As for the two sharp corners on the top, there are exactly two ravines that go deep into the mountain, which looks like a bull's head with horns.

Backed by Daqing Mountain, Niutou Village is already on the hillside.Therefore, the terrain of the village is very different. People who live on the top look at the people below from the top of the house, just like looking down from a dozen floors.The road passing through the village has an almost 45-degree inclination angle, and it is difficult for ordinary cars to get up.

Niutou Village is very poor.

The houses of every family are basically the same as Yang Qing's dilapidated home.The courtyard wall is made of random piles of stones, loose and loose, and seems to fall down when pushed.In some people's yards, almond trees are still planted.But because it was winter at this time, only dry branches and dead leaves remained on the apricot tree.

All the way through the village.

After reaching the top, the terrain became much flatter.

The apricot trees all over the mountains stretch to the foot of the mountain.At the foot of the mountain is the ancient Great Wall rammed with loess for thousands of miles.The Great Wall, which is more than ten meters high, is ancient and vicissitudes.Some beacon towers are even covered with withered and yellow weeds.

This is already at the foot of Daqing Mountain, and if you walk in, there are mountains and ravines, and there is no way.After the car stopped beside a beacon tower, the two got out of the car.

"People here call it the side wall!"

Ding Xuan raised her head, looked at the beacon tower covered with dry weeds, looked at the ancient Great Wall on which carriages could ride, and said softly: "I heard that these Great Walls existed in the Qin Dynasty!".

A few months ago, on the first day she came here with her second aunt, she fell in love with the desolate and ancient Great Wall here, and fell in love with this silent and solemn mountain.

Yang Qing walked to the corner of the Great Wall and lit a cigarette against the wind.

Then, with a cigarette in his mouth, he looked at the ancient Great Wall of Qin that stretched for thousands of miles and finally merged with the Great Wall of Ming Dynasty.There are no words to describe this ancient, desolate, and thick ancient Great Wall.

For thousands of years, it has stood silently here, at the foot of the green hill.It has been reincarnated for thousands of years, and it has witnessed the changes of history, every time there is a mountain of corpses and blood, and every attack and defense is lost.

Standing at the foot of the Great Wall, looking at the arrow clusters that are almost oxidized deep in the wall, I can't help but think of the fierce battle that happened here thousands of years ago. confrontation, the survival of the nation.

On the side, Ding Xuan looked at Yang Qing.

Watching him standing at the foot of the ancient Great Wall with a solemn face and looking at the Great Wall with a cigarette in his mouth.

He is so calm and measured, and his gaze is so calm and profound.

he……

At this moment, Yang Qing, who had been silent for a long time, finally let out a soft sigh: "Fuck, it's so high!"

Ding Xuan: "..."

It was just an illusion, right, it must be an illusion.

……

I have visited the ancient Great Wall and seen Niutou Village, where the apricot blossoms are fragrant.

Afterwards, Yang Qing put the car into the ring, and the two walked towards the depths of the mountain talking and laughing.

In fact, it was possible to fly directly with Ding Xuan Yujian.However, considering that this is going to Ding Xuan's sect, wouldn't it be impolite to fly in directly with the sword flying like this.

It's like going to someone's house as a guest for the first time, and riding a motorcycle directly into their house.So rude, so disrespectful.

However, walking is also good.

Along the way, Yang Qing could still hear Ding Xuan talk about the mountains here, the people in this mountain, and the dogs in that mountain.

Although this is Daqing Mountain, the people in the mountain used to call this mountain Sizi Mountain.It is said that it got this name because during the Northern Song Dynasty, Liao soldiers went south.One of the four princes of the Liao Kingdom died in battle here, and the emperor of the Liao Kingdom paid homage to it.A temple was built in the mountain, called Sizi Temple.

Moreover, the temple is still intact today,
"Every year on May [-]th, there will be a temple fair here. At that time, thousands of people will come from other places, gather in Niutou Village, and then go to the mountain to worship Buddha and burn incense in the Sizi Temple!" Ding Xuan walked, talking.After walking for a while, Ding Xuan panted lightly, pointed to a big mountain in front of him and said, "Here, there is the Sizi Temple!"

Hearing this, Yang Qing followed Ding Xuan's gaze and looked up.

In front of the valley, stands a dangerous peak.On the dangerous peak, there is a narrow path.At the end of the road is the top of the mountain.An ancient monastery stands on top of the mountains.

"Tell you a secret!"

Ding Xuan lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Actually, the host of Sizi Temple used to be my uncle. But, it doesn't matter now!"

"Uncle Master?"

Yang Qing was taken aback when he heard the words: "Practitioner?"

"Master said no!"

Ding Xuan thought for a while and shook his head: "Master said, a long time ago, Master felt that the master's aptitude was not enough and his future achievements would be limited. So he passed the headship to my master, and passed on the Four Sons Temple to my master. His master. The master also stipulated that the annual incense money of the Sizi Temple will be divided equally between my master and my uncle!"

Yang Qing was taken aback and said, "I can't tell, your master is quite rich!"

He knows that the income of a temple can be described as daily progress.In a temple, there are three entrances and three exits, enshrining more than ten gods and Buddhas.Next to each god and Buddha, there is a merit box.In addition to the merit box, there is also incense money.

Once, Yang Qing went to a very famous temple in Longcheng to play.Because I went late, I happened to see the monks opening the box to share the bill.One of the 30-year-old monks took off his robes after paying the bills, put on a denim T-shirt and sneakers, walked out of the monastery, took out his key and pressed it lightly.After two beeps, a black Mercedes not far away turned on its lights.

Yang Qing was stunned when she saw this scene.

He wasn't surprised by the identity of the monk, nor was he curious about the heavily made-up woman in the passenger seat of the Mercedes-Benz.What really made him curious was that being a monk made so much money.

After Yang Qing went back, he kept thinking about whether he should try it at night.After all, at that time, Yang Qing's monthly income was only 3000 yuan.

Later, though, he did some research on the Internet, and the results made him very depressed.An ordinary part-time monk needs a bachelor's degree, CET-[-], and the ability to memorize three volumes of Buddhist scriptures.

This made Yang Qing, who had never been to school, feel very shocked.

"Actually not!"

Ding Xuan shook her head, and then sighed: "Master has been practicing in the mountains, and has almost never come out. So, she doesn't know much about splitting accounts! In the past, she would accept as much as the uncle gave, and the more Sometimes it’s hundreds of dollars, sometimes it’s dozens of dollars!”

Yang Qing frowned upon hearing this.

He could tell that the relationship between Ding Xuan's master and uncle didn't seem to be good.

"and after?"

Yang Qing asked.

"Later, didn't I just go up the mountain!"

Ding Xuan snorted, pursed her lips and said, "At that time, the uncle said that the monthly income was only 50 yuan. I thought there was a problem."

Ding Xuan's beautiful eyes showed the cunning of a little fox. She smiled and said: "However, I didn't say it clearly at the time. Later, when I stayed on Saturdays and Sundays, when there were many tourists in the Temple of Four Sons, I went to the Temple of Four Sons to squat It took a day! Guess what I found!"

"What did you find?"

Yang Qing pretended to be curious and asked

In fact, there is no need to ask, he also guessed it.

Sure enough, Ding Xuan snorted and said: "I found out that there is something tricky, just on Saturdays and Sundays, just the incense money. The income of Sizi Temple is several thousand yuan! And my uncle has been coaxing My master!"

"and after?"

Yang Qing asked.

"Master didn't say anything after he knew about it!" Ding Xuan said with a smile: "Later, my cheap uncle came again. Master just told him that from now on, the Four Sons Temple will belong to him. And, from now on, the two People have nothing to do with each other. Uncle Shi is no longer a disciple of Xuanjianmen!"

Ding Xuan wrinkled her nose and said ferociously: "In the end, before that man left, he threatened Master. He said he wanted to make us look good!"

(End of this chapter)