Cultivation Of Immortals Begins With A Funeral Scripture

With a bang, Ye Congwen fell heavily onto the boat.

When I opened my eyes, I realized it was just a dream! The whole body seemed to fly into the air, and suddenly woke up from the dream, as if the whole person was thrown on board by others. Even the stream at the bottom of the boat rippled.

"Foot crouching beast squatting, the lord of ten thousand chariots!

This book has quirks!

As soon as I read this sentence, I immediately dreamed of exactly the same things and situations in my dream. Could it be that this is a metaphor that there is really magic and fairy magic hidden in this mountain?

However, the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range is undulating, two to three thousand miles long, and more than a thousand miles wide. How can I find it? Finding one mountain after another is like finding a needle in a haystack.

There must be a special method, but I don't have a clue for a while, or I don't have it at all! "

Ye Congwen picked up the yellow and blackened book on the boat again, and read it again carefully, but the text was concise and concise, obscure and difficult to understand, and some words had ambiguous meanings, so it was impossible to determine what they really meant.

It is necessary to refer to the details word by word and verify them one by one. It is best to conduct on-the-spot investigations and classify them in order to break through the misty veil and see the true face of Lushan Mountain.

"I don't know what the sudden appearance of those two veil monsters means? Could it be that they are in charge of the treasure and the key is hidden on them? I have to go to the county town to find out the whereabouts of these two women..."

Ye Congwen was thinking hard, when bursts of hearty laughter came from the shore, and a voice shouted from a distance:

"Xiao Congwen, what are you looking at, so engrossed? Your sister Hu didn't respond to calling you several times?"

"Is it because the mang beef is not sold out, I'm afraid you will blame you like brother wolf!"

Ha ha ha ha…………

It was so lively when everyone said something to each other, even Ye Rulang, who likes to be stern, grinned and laughed.

Ye Congwen looked up and saw a group of big men carrying their hands on their shoulders, and two or four tall women carrying huge objects, laughing and talking happily.

Ye Congwen knew that there must be a lot of harvest this time, so he shouted happily:

"I brought two barrels of rum on board. If you have a dry mouth, you can go faster. Each person has a bowl. Come early and drink early, come late!"

"Hey! This kid is still playing tricks and showing courtesy for nothing! Use this little favor to bribe people. I bet that the beef must not be sold out, at least half of it is left."

"I'll know if you ask me in the past. I'm very thirsty. I'll go drink some wine first. I'm going crazy!"

When a group of rough men heard that there was wine to drink, they unknowingly quickened their pace and rushed away.

Ye Congwen looked up at the sky, only to see the setting sun was slanting to the west, and was about to be covered by the mountains. He was very surprised, time passed so fast, and he slept for so long?

Not allowing him to think too much, a group of strong men swarmed over, threw prey of different sizes into the big boat, casually checked the four hooves that were bound, and when they saw that they were not loose, they got up and jumped to Ye Congwen's boat and said.

Without any explanation, he picked up the earthen bowl and began to drink wine.

"Xiao Congwen makes another bowl, which wine shop scooped it up? It tastes good."

"Ye Jiehua, put away your petty thoughts, don't pretend to be chatting, asking letters, and drinking!

One bowl per person, first come, first served, didn't you tell me to open your belly to drink alone? Which one did you buy it from? Do you know how many shochu workshops there are in Qingshan Town? "

Ye Congwen has long known the nature of this group of people. They not only eat a lot, but also drink a lot. If they are allowed to drink, the one hundred catties of wine may not be enough for ten people to drink.

Only by setting the rules long ago, each bowl is first come, first served, can we avoid disputes in the future. Otherwise, once the cow's temper comes up, if you don't let him drink, maybe you will take a bath in the stream in a second.

Only by allowing them to supervise and balance each other can they drink in peace.

It has to be said that Ye Congwen, a little man, is sandwiched between such a group of reckless Biao sisters all day long, which is very helpful for the improvement of IQ and EQ. Even drinking a drink has to be tricky.

Ye Congwen saw that the group of strong men got angry by themselves, knowing that the goal of owning had been achieved, he smiled and persuaded:

"Brother Picking Flowers, don't be too impatient, Sister Feiye is still carrying the prey in the back, if she hasn't had a drink, won't you look as good as you when she comes home at night?

It is said that you can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry, you need to change your anxious personality, or you will suffer a big loss sooner or later! "

"That's right! Xiao Congwen said it well! Why are you so anxious! Save some appetite and eat your Hua Feiye's tofu at night, and run to the wine barrel to make a fuss!"

There was a loud roar of laughter from behind, Ye Congwen was stunned, I didn't mean that, and I don't know which bastard framed me...

Sure enough, a high-pitched female voice cursed:

"Ye Zhiqiu, you bastard, stop talking nonsense, wait until I have free hands, and don't tear your stinky mouth!

Xiao Congwen! I really can’t see it, I went to Qingshan Town to learn how to speak yellow accents, I didn’t learn it well at a young age, did I fall in love with some girl in Qingshan Town, and got paranoid and talked nonsense here? "

Ye Congwen quickly shut up and resolutely refused to quarrel with these fierce sisters. Once she became angry and angry, she would be the one to suffer.

"Xiao Congwen, you are not mean enough. I was interceding with Ye Rulang on the way just now! How would you know that you would speak my yellow accent later on? You are too white-eyed! Let me tell you, you At least you have to pay me a bowl of wine, or else I'll never end with you."

Ye Jiehua took the opportunity to rob, and kept winking at the bowl with a straight face.

Ye Congwen was afraid that this would be a couple, and when everyone was not paying attention, he picked up a ladle and added half a ladle to the bowl, sighing:

"You two husband and wife are really a match made in heaven. Ye Jiehua, Hua Feiye. Hua Feiye will be picked by Ye Jiehua sooner or later, and Hua Feiye is destined to fly to Ye Jiehua's family. You say Did the old patriarch calculate your name when he chose it?"

Ye Jiehua took a sip of the liqueur, thought for a long time but couldn't understand Ye Congwen's tongue twister, and agreed casually:

"It's time to wait, don't you just ask him?"

Ye Congwen knew that the old patriarch had been studying Feng Shui art in recent years, and all the people in Tieta Village were named by him. Could it be that Feng Shui is also particular about naming names? Suddenly, the old patriarch's inscrutable face appeared in front of his eyes.

When Ye Congwen was full of admiration, his eyes brimming with infinite curiosity, and begged for the secret of naming: Ye Wudi had a celestial demeanor, with elegant clothes, stroking his long white beard with his hands, looking at the depths of the vast Beast Mountain Range, with a revealing expression on his face. With an indescribably mysterious smile, he said slowly:

"This is the ancestral secret technique of my Ye family. How can you, a brat, know about it? When you reach the age of grandpa, you may be qualified to learn a little. Only grandpas can gain insight, so this is called: Grandpa nomenclature!"

Ye Congwen shook his head, feeling that it would be boring not to ask for it, and he didn't want to give him a chance to pretend.

Seeing that there were more and more hunters, Ye Congwen stopped thinking about those messy things and devoted himself to scooping up wine for everyone.

"Xiao Congwen, when did you come home last night?"

Ye Rulang now has a vague demeanor of being a family member, so naturally he won't chat with them, so he took a sip of his wine and asked with concern.

"It's almost ten o'clock. When I came back, it was windy, so I paddled slowly." Ye Congwen replied while offering wine to others, exactly.

"If you can't sell it, give it to the neighbors in the neighborhood. It will be broken anyway if you take it home. It is also a good thing to form a good relationship with people!"

Hua Sihu sat down at the side, drank half a bowl of wine, glanced at the two of them, saw that Ye Congwen was unhappy, and didn't look happy at all, so he persuaded:

"Don't be so dejected. It's the same if you can't sell them all. There are a lot of prey recently, so you can kill another one at that time! If you were angry yesterday, don't take it to heart. You are like Brother Wolf for your own good.

Are we flower girls not good? Big shoulders, round waist, tall and strong, able to give birth to children and also hunt and support a family, you can just stay at home and take care of your children in the future. Why bother with the little bean sprouts? The birth of a doll with small arms and legs of the paper man is a problem, how will you explain to the infinite Uncle when the incense is cut off in the future? "

Ye Congwen has become immune to such words, and he is not on the same channel as these giants. Let the woman support the family, and I am a big man to take care of the baby at home—even if I am willing to eat this soft meal, someone has to take a fancy to me as a small person!

When I think of these fierce sisters throwing their collars into the river if they disagree with each other—— Ye Congwen thinks it's good to be single.

"How many catties were sold in total, and at what price?"

Seeing that Ye Congwen was silent, Ye Rulang obviously didn't want to talk about these things, so he had to ask about something serious.

"About three thousand catties, thirty Wen a catty."

"It's in line with my guess that it can be sold for 3,000 catties. After all, only 2,400 catties of meat have been picked out. The unit price of 30 Wen is a bit low, but there are few people in Qingshan Town, so it's a little bit-- —

Why are you teasing me, you shook all the wine! "

Ye Rulang said impatiently to Hua Sihu that he was trying to comfort Xiao Congwen.

"Three thousand catties, thirty Wen per catty, use your big head to do the math, how much is it?"

Hua Sihu also lost his temper and roared dissatisfied.

"Three threes get nine, thousands get ten thousand, 90,000 copper coins? Isn't there only 2,400 catties of meat in total? How did you sell it for 30 cents per catty? Which idiot did such a thing of ruining the family?"

"The beef offal was sold for nine gold coins, and the bull's head was sold for one gold coin. The total is ten gold coins."

Ye Congwen replied happily, and it was also an elation once.

The surrounding was suddenly very quiet, and Hua Sihu asked with a puzzled face:

"A dead cow was sold for ten gold coins, who would believe it?"

Ye Congwen knew that everyone had doubts, so he told the story of what happened yesterday from beginning to end. This kind of pie-in-the-sky incident, it is really not tiring to tell it a hundred times.

Everyone was amazed when they heard this, who would have guessed that some animal trainers still have the hobby of recognizing Pioneer Mang cattle as their ancestors? Xiao Congwen was also witty enough, seized the opportunity and made ten gold coins, which was more than a live cow!

"Little Bean Sprout is also a clever ghost. I think I can hand over the prey I hunt to them to sell in the future. Maybe I can make a lot of money."

Ye Jiehua drank an extra bowl of wine, he admired Ye Congwen from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but chime in.

Everyone praised it repeatedly, thinking that this is really a good suggestion, after all, there are not many people in the world who think too much money!

Seeing the opportunity, Ye Congwen tried to win people's hearts for the wooden bean sprouts:

"Tomorrow I'll go to the county to buy some stewed ingredients. Wood Bean Sprouts said that stewed beef and offal taste very good, much more flavorful than boiled meat. I'll buy some and try it out. If it's really delicious, I'll share it with everyone. "

In the past, people like the "God of Plague" like Mudou Sprout, and the strong men and fierce sisters of the Huaye two tribes would disdain to talk to each other, let alone listen to her suggestion to change their taste.

But everyone is happy today, so there is no need to spoil Ye Congwen's interest. Some family "cooking women" tentatively asked:

"Is the tripe thing really edible? Doesn't it have a fishy smell?"

"I can guarantee that there is absolutely no fishy smell. When I came back yesterday, I ate two or three catties. It was chewy and tasted better than beef, but it must be marinated." And added:

"I don't understand the principles and procedures. When you are free someday, I will let the wooden bean sprouts come over and show you."

Everyone nodded and continued drinking. Ye Congwen couldn't help crying in his heart:

"Dalbean sprouts, wooden bean sprouts! I've exhausted all my brains for you, and it's up to you whether you can take care of these giants in the future!"