In those years, the cultivators we cut together

As soon as these words came out, Lin Xiaolu was astonished, as he ran, he was astonished:

"So, Empress Houtu is the master of the underworld?"

When Lin Xiaolu was young, he heard stories told by the old people in the village. At that time, his parents were still there, and there were old men in the village who would frighten their children and tell them folk tales about ghosts in the underworld. At that time, Lin Xiaolu He was only four or five years old, and because he was a boy, he would always stand at the entrance of the village with his butt naked and listen to the old man.

In his arms, the handsome duck continued to laugh and said:

"The Lord of the Underworld is a fiction, but the six cycles of reincarnation are real. After a person dies, the soul will be reincarnated. Every person, every life, has a past life and a present life."

"Is that so, then my previous life must have been very embarrassing? Do you think I was a very powerful official?" Lin Xiaolu asked happily.

Hearing this question, Shuai Shuai Ya pondered for a while, and then said:

"Boss, in fact, your previous life was not necessarily human."

Lin Xiaolu: ...

Following the directions, the boy ran to a long bridge and saw a peach garden full of pink.

"Mr. Zhong Ni lives in this Taoyuan? I thought it was a very impressive palace."

"Not everyone likes palaces." Shuai Shuai Ya explained: "My husband likes natural scenery."

Lin Xiaolu nodded, and entered the peach garden with the handsome duck in his arms. Careful, he found that there were many complicated and profound talismans engraved on the peach trees in the peach garden, even on the petals.

"What's the matter with these talismans? I saw these small talismans engraved on other facilities of the academy, such as beams, wooden pillars, stone slabs, and rockery. The Taoist Red Devil said that this is because the island of the academy is a They were made, wouldn’t these peach trees be made?”

"not quite."

Shuai Shuai Duck knew everything and said: "These talismans seem to be a kind of profound runes for gathering spirits. My husband said that they were carved by Taoist Zongheng. They are used to gather the aura of the world of cultivating immortals, so that students can practice more smoothly."

Having said that, it can't help but sigh:

"This Taoist Zongheng is really a top-level power. Not only did he create such a large island out of nothing, but he also carved such mysterious and difficult runes, just to make the heavenly and human realm monks in the world of cultivating immortals more and better. To deal with the outside world, he is determined to create a batch of monks in the heavenly realm for the world of cultivating immortals."

"What is that extraterritorial? I always listen to you."

"I'm not too sure about this." Shuai Shuai Ya shook his head and said, "My husband didn't tell me either. You can ask Li Mingru, boss, he should know."

One person and one duck were talking, and they entered the depths of Taoyuan thoroughly, and not long after, Lin Xiaolu saw a small fenced courtyard.

The fenced courtyard is very ordinary, with a few vegetable fields and a gray mud house, which feels similar to a woodcutter's house in the countryside. Lin Xiaolu seems to have returned to Donggua Village.

At this moment, in the small fenced courtyard, there is a burly old man wearing a dark blue gown, sitting quietly at a wooden table. He is holding a book in one hand and a stone lock in the other. He is exercising his arms while reading a book.

Seeing this strange scene, Lin Xiaolu was immediately stunned.

The elegant appearance of holding a scroll in his left hand and studying, mixed with the sturdy appearance of his right arm with the sleeve rolled up, revealing his thick arm breaking the stone lock, which gave him a great sense of contrast.

This...is Mr. Shuai Shuai Ya?Confucian saints?

"Sir, I brought my boss here."

Shuai Shuai Ya saw the old man quacking, and led Lin Xiaolu into the small courtyard. Lin Xiaolu respectfully said:

"Lin Xiaolu, an apprentice of Li Mingru in Emei, met Mr. Zhongni."

In the courtyard, the old man put down the stone lock and scroll, raised his head, stroked his beard and looked at Lin Xiaolu.

He didn't speak immediately, but looked at Lin Xiaolu with a smile, and looked at him from top to bottom with gentle eyes, repeated several times, and Lin Xiaolu felt a little nervous when he looked directly.

After a long time, he finally opened his mouth and laughed with a unique voice:

"There is a murderous aura but no evil aura, an evil aura but no demonic aura, a righteous aura but no foolish aura, yes, it really is chivalrous."

Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand the meaning of chivalry, but he could tell that he was praising himself, so he said happily:

"Mr. Cai, you are really a wise man who has nothing to say."

"Pfft." The old man laughed, seeming to appreciate Lin Xiaolu's sense of humor and thick skin, stroked his beard and winked at him, signaling him to sit down.

Lin Xiaolu was also polite, and sat on the wooden pier by the table, facing the old man.

In the quiet small courtyard of the farmhouse, the old man didn't seem to be in a hurry, and he didn't mention the Book of Changes. Instead, he poured him a cup of tea with a smile, like an ordinary elder looking at a younger generation, and said with a smile:

"Wood deer, right?"

"Ah."

"Where are you from?"

"The place is a small place. I may not know exactly where it is said, but I am a countryman." Lin Xiaolu responded.

"That place is not small, tsk tsk, it turns out that Lin Xiaoyou is also from a big place, I'm so old and respectful."

Lin Xiaolu:? ? ?

He opened his mouth, unable to answer for a moment.

He couldn't keep up with the thoughts of such a wise man.

In the arena, the old man looked at Lin Xiaolu, as if he was very interested in him, and continued to ask:

"Little friend Lin has never cultivated immortality?"

Lin Xiaolu shook his head: "No, I am a martial artist."

"Oh~ a martial arts practitioner." The old man nodded, and picked up the teacup at Lin Xiaolu. As a junior, Lin Xiaolu also picked it up quickly, and then took a sip as if pretending to be a sample.

"How about the tea?"

"There is no wine and soy milk to drink." Lin Xiaolu answered truthfully.

"Why?" The old man asked with a smile.

Lin Xiaolu thought for a while, and then responded honestly:

"Maybe I seldom drink tea. I feel that tea is too bitter. Although the fragrance is quite fragrant, it feels like it is drunk by elderly people. Anyway, I can't taste it good or bad."

Hearing this, the old man laughed loudly, as if he was very happy that Lin Xiaolu didn't pretend to understand, then he looked at Shuai Shuai Ya and asked with a smile:

"Little Ma, how much money did you spend to buy you, Xiaoyou Lin?"

Lin Xiaolu was taken aback again when he heard this.

pony?Shuai Shuai Duck's real name is Pony?

On the table, Shuai Shuai Ya replied respectfully to the old man: "Boss bought me for sixty renminbi."

Hearing this, the old man suddenly stopped smiling, his white eyebrows stood erect, he blew his beard and stared and said:

"How dare you sell sixty pennies with half your stomach full of ink? Little Ma, can you still be a little self-aware."

Handsome Duck: ...

"Wait a minute, Mr. Zhongni." Lin Xiaolu interrupted the master and servant, leaned forward, and asked with a questioning face:

"Shuai Shuai Duck's original name was Pony? I didn't even know, I always thought Shuai Shuai Duck was its real name."

On the table, Shuai Shuai Duck had already tucked its head into its neck and hugged it with its wings. Kong Zhongni became even angrier when he heard Lin Xiaolu's words, and looked at it and said:

"Didn't you even tell Xiaoyou Lin the real name the old man gave you? Tell Xiaoyou Lin your real name!"

Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu's eyes turned to Shuai Shuai Ya, while Shuai Shuai Ya buried his head deeply, looking ashamed to speak.

At this moment, it is very embarrassed, but there is no other way, so it has no choice but to say unwillingly:

"Shuai Shuai Ya is the name I gave myself. The real name given to me by my husband is not this. My surname is Ma."

"Oh, what's your full name?" Lin Xiaolu continued to be curious.

Shuai Shuai Duck struggled for a long time, finally pouted his mouth and choked out a sentence: "Ma La Tang."

Lin Xiaolu: ... What the hell?

In front of him, Mr. Zhong Ni stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"I have read countless books, including three religions and nine streams, Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and all kinds of niche books. For a period of time, I have been yearning for a delicacy called horse spicy soup described in the book. It’s a pity that its production method has been lost, and it’s a pity that I can’t enjoy the delicious taste. It’s a lifelong regret. I adopted it at that time, so I gave it this name.

Lin Xiaolu, who was holding a teacup, was dumbfounded, and the Confucian saint in front of him... is actually a foodie!