Cooking Dragon Kee

That was the fourth day he knelt in front of Qingxia Temple in Zhongnan Mountain.

His parents died early, and he finally couldn't stand the harsh treatment of his uncle's house. He was only given half a bowl of white rice every day, and slept on the pile of dry firewood in the woodshed. He was urged to work before dawn. He was grinding in the yard like an animal in the cold, and he had had enough of the days of starvation and starvation. He happened to hear that the gods living on this mountain were just spread out in front of the gate. The stone steps, even if the mortal body climbs up the steps,

It can only end up dying of old age on the way to Qingxia Temple.

So, he is also willing.

Zhongnan Mountain was covered with snow all the year round, the stone steps were covered with snow flakes, and the front and back were all white. He thought that even if he died here, it would be better than going back to work as an animal.

He cut off the circuit, and all he wanted was to die in the mountain snow.

So, on a sunny day, when he looked up, he saw the plaque with the words "Qingxia Temple" and the threshold that was not in the snowdrift.

Xu Zhouzi asked him how he came up, and he only answered that he came up.

When I looked up again, the door had already been closed by the gods, and I could only hear a cold sentence from inside the door, "Go back when you came here."

He laughed and knelt in the ice and snow, thinking that it was probably the end.

The fourth day in the snow is already muddled, mortals always linger in their minds when they are about to die. Memories of the past, those passers-by, laughers, spectators, and murmurs of parents, the scenes are intertwined and overlapped, and it is playing the role of you. Fang sang the good show of my appearance.

He walked under the stage like an outsider, walking through the four seasons in life, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the lives of those people, and the mundane world, coming and going naked without any worries.

All of a sudden, he was lifted up, covering his body with both hands, and the warm current from the outside to the inside swept his whole body. He half-opened his eyes, unable to see who it was, but he could see the earring hanging on one side of her. The little red beads are very bright.

"I thought there was something kneeling outside the door, it turned out to be a child, your heart is also vicious, and you will not save the child." She was still hugging him while talking, but it was really nice to hear the clear and beautiful words.

"I asked him how he got up, but he said he did it by walking. Isn't that obviously a lie?"

Yes, the 12-section stone steps in front of Zhongnanshan Qingxia Temple are not something ordinary people can walk up if they say they can.

"Is your head confused by my sister? It must be some passing god who helped him. This child is destined to be with us."

The incense burner in the hall is warming the smoke, and outside the carved wooden door is a golden ginkgo tree with fallen leaves, which is his memory after waking up again.

The golden color was so dazzling, the red bead earring came into his eyes again, it flickered so hard that he couldn't see it, but he closed his eyes again.

About Ci Jing, he, Wu Qin, was just the child she saved in a moment of soft-heartedness, but with him, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring.

Ao Tang saw that the fisherman stood there motionless as if his spirit had just come out of his body after listening to what he said just now, so he stretched out his dirty paws and scratched his sleeves, and then his soul was shaken. Children to hook back.

"Did you really see clearly that day?" Wu Qin asked sharply, "Fairy Cijing is a fairy who came out of Yaochi, and her status is noble. How can you Dragon Clan can get your hands on it?"

When Wu Qin said this, Ao Tang blinked her eyes and became a little suspicious, frowning and thinking: "I remember her red bead earrings and her white dress, so it should be unmistakable."

Then he added: "I've only seen her who is dressed like this in white in the sky and a little bit of red in the ground. Who can wear white for nothing and look like Bai Wuchang in the underworld."

After finishing speaking, Ao Tang's eyes fell on Wu Qin who was in white clothes in front of him, and he stopped his mouth in a timely manner.

"I said, have you seen Bai Wuchang?" Wu Qin smiled, stepped forward and asked.

Ao Tang was forced to retreat again and again, not daring to be negligent and said: "I have never seen the real body, I only heard the outline of the storyteller."

Wu Qin raised the fan in his hand to fall on Ao Tang's head, but he took it back with the last turn.

"Believe it or not, I will send you to the underworld to meet Bai Wuchang?"

Ao Tang hugged his head and jumped backwards, he couldn't stop saying: "Xin Xin Xin, fourth senior brother, please forgive me!"

Wu Qin was startled, and quickly asked him: "What did you call me just now?"

Ao Tang still protected his head with two paws, telling the truth:

"I heard that female Taoist girl call you fourth senior brother in the pot, and I heard your master call you fourth brother. I think you are the fourth disciple of Qingxia Temple." Seeing that Wu Qin finally put the fan back, Ao Tang put it away Putting down the paws, twisting one in front of the stomach, falteringly said, "Don't look at me with a straight face, I know your name Wu Qin, your fan is amazing, so don't look at me, I'm a little scared."

Wu Qin sneered, but hid the fan, and said to him: "Now that I know I'm afraid of me, who used your courage to steal my bait back then?"

Ao Tang muttered in a low voice: "I didn't know that you lived in the bamboo house at the foot of the mountain, otherwise I wouldn't eat a hundred guts."

Speaking of Wu Qin's bait, Ao Tang still has a lot of aftertaste in his heart. He is used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, so he tasted such a sweetness by chance.

"Then will you catch up with the fish and shrimp in the Gujiang next time?" Wu Qin asked again, seeing the little guy with a pitiful look on his head, he hesitated and said:

"It's not that you don't know my name as the devil in the world, but all the river gods in the river avoid me by three points, not to mention the small fish and shrimps in it. You are all pustules in this lonely river. I haven't said anything yet. What's the matter, they ran away first."

Ao Tang's implication was that he really didn't mean to swallow those baits, and hoped that Wu Qin could accommodate those cowards in his Gujiang, and stop worrying about these things with him.

"That's the river you stepped on first." Wu Qin looked at the lush bamboo forest behind Ao Tang, and finally sighed, "You don't need to build this house, you just go to Luojia Mountain to get nectar. I will forgive you, and let the past be forgotten."

Guessing that he won't be able to build this bamboo house, it is better to send him to Luojia Mountain right now, so as to explain to Master.

"Really!" Ao Tang opened his eyes wide, and wanted to put his claws on Wu Qin's sleeve again, but was pushed away mercilessly. "Then I'll go and come back quickly, I'm here to help you!"

As soon as Ao Tang stepped out, Wu Qin stretched out his hand to scoop him up in a blink of an eye. He got up on the ground and stared at Wu Qin in bewilderment.

"Just now you said about Sister Immortal, you can't tell the outside world anymore, do you understand?"

After many struggles to no avail, Ao Tang just let Wu Qin carry it, and sighed: "It doesn't matter whether I say it or not, my uncle has already discussed with my cousin a marriage, it is said that both parties I have also seen their respective parents, and they are preparing for the dowry gift."

Wu Qin's hands were so loose, Ao Tang reluctantly got up from the ground, lifted up the white jade belt around his waist, and said in relief: "You are also an infatuated kind, arguing with me over such a painting, but you don't know what to do. late."

After Ao Tang finished speaking, he walked down the mountain in small steps towards the south, and Wu Qin was left standing under the bamboo forest, listening to the bamboo leaves rustling in silence.

But it was too late.

The little dragon king's words awakened Wu Qin who was still in his dream, Ci Jing's misty fairy figure turned and fell from the sky into the ground, and after a few hits, he fell into the bottomless pit completely. Flowers in the mirror of the moon in the water, he has been fishing for tens of thousands of years for nothing.

For tens of thousands of years, he has calculated thousands of times and loved thousands of times. How could he miss this step? He expected that she would also have feelings and intentions, and he would generously give this affection to men other than him.

The folding fan in the sleeve fell to the ground suddenly, and she had written a poem on it, with a few words "three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo", so happy that he painted how many peach blossoms on the fan that night, but he didn't know that she gave him only these three. Two rosés.

No more, no less, three or two points were drawn by him as a fan, and the fan was full of affection.

Going down the mountain in a daze, Wu Qin dug out the wine jar hidden by his junior sister under the tree, and just hugged and drank beside the stone lion.

From sunset to moonrise, the Gujiang River was rippling, shaking the shadow of the moon in vain, the wine jar in his hand sank into the water, half of his body was submerged in the river, and then he plunged into the waving bright moon, startled the shore The resident birds on the dead branches flew up, making the night bleak for a moment.

Before he got there, the surface of the water was rolling, and Wu Qin jumped out of the water again, and ran up the mountain drenched in wetness.

He remembered what Ao Tang said about "meeting their respective parents". Needless to say, in the East China Sea, besides Xu Zhouzi who has met every month for tens of thousands of years, who else deserves the title of "parent" on her side? Woolen cloth.

"Master, are you asleep?"

Outside Xu Zhouzi's meditation room, he paced for a long time before he dared to say a word outside.

Since he settled down at the foot of the mountain, Ci Jing went up the mountain every month, and he followed him to see each other. In addition, he only fished in the Gujiang River and took a boat to enjoy the beautiful scenery on a good day, so he had nothing to do with this master.

Because the master accepted several disciples one after another after him, that junior junior sister was the disaster he hated the most. Wu Qinnian liked to be pure, so basically he would not ask other questions.

The lights in the meditation room were quickly extinguished, and Xu Zhouzi's extremely tired tone came from the empty space again: "Go to bed now, go back."

"The apprentice came to ask the master about something." Wu Qin didn't give up, of course he didn't give up. His heart once died in the snow covered 10,000+ steps of Zhongnan Mountain, and was held in her hands for life and death. It was warmed up.

"I don't know, go back to sleep." Xu Zhouzi was obviously refusing, which would only further confirm what Wu Qin was thinking.

"Ci Jing is here today because of her marriage with Dong Hai."

Here Xu Zhouzi sat at the table and said slowly: "Now that you know everything, hurry up and go back to rest, it's cold outside, pay attention to your body."

At the end, Wu Qin saw the door of the meditation room opened, and a folding fan flew inside. It was the peach blossom fan he had left in the bamboo forest halfway up the mountain.

"I found it in the bamboo forest, take it back." Wu Qin took the fan with one hand, and slowly unfolded it. For some reason, the phrase "three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo" was erased, and the remaining fan was dotted with peach blossoms.

He stared blankly at the fan for a long time, and his fingers lightly stroked the place where the sentence had been.

The author has something to say: It looks like I am writing three chapters a day. . .Please don't drop it. . .Amen. . .