My friends are all over the world

The days in the world passed quickly, and it was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

The hawthorn pill that Lin Xin lost in Zhenshui Village happened to disappear during the New Year's Eve.

After staying here for a long time, they planned to leave after New Year's Eve in Zhenshui Village.

From the early morning of New Year's Eve, the chickens, ducks, fish, melons, fruits and flowers enshrined in the Xianjun Temple and in front of the Xianjun tablets of various families fell in front of Lin Xin one after another.

Because it was the New Year's Eve, and God was merciful, the little sparrow from the Xianjun Temple was able to take shape and sneak into the village to play.

Together with him and Gu Yuan, Lin Xin wandered outside for a whole day.

At very late, Lin Xin and Xiao Que'er were jumping up and down, holding hands, and Gu Yuan followed behind them, going home together.

After walking halfway, Xiao Que'er sat down on the ground, hugged Lin Xin's leg and acted coquettishly: "I can't walk anymore, I want to be hugged by Xianjun."

Lin Xin had no choice but to reach out and hug him.

At this moment, Gu Yuan stepped forward, and before he could speak, Xiao Que'er stood up obediently, and ran away in a flash: "I'd better go by myself."

Lin Xin wondered, "What's wrong with you? He seems to be afraid of you."

It's nothing like him, he's just the nemesis of brats.

So the formation for going home became: Xiao Que'er ran in front, and he and Gu Yuan walked side by side in the back.

When they went back, the old Taoist seemed to be waiting for them. Seeing Lin Xin coming back, he hurried forward.

"Xianjun, Pindao must leave immediately."

"What's the matter? We're leaving tomorrow, and there's no rush at this moment..."

The old Taoist said: "Please remember to send Chai Quan back to the demon world, the poor Taoist will leave now."

Lin Xin quickly grabbed his sleeve: "Taoist, what's the matter?"

"I did a fortune-telling for them this morning. Pindao made a fortune-telling for myself on a whim. When I was young, I did a fortune-telling for myself. The fortune-telling said that the death of Pindao will be on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month next year. Next year's [-]th will go, and it won't hinder Xianjun. It's just counting this morning, and the death of the poor—"

"It's today."

The old Taoist took half a step back, leaned over and bowed: "I've been bothering Xianjun these days, thank you for taking care of Xianjun, the poor Taoist dare not disturb me anymore, so I'm going now. Please remember to promise the poor Taoist, and put Send Chai Quan home."

"Hey." Lin Xin asked hastily, "If the Taoist priest leaves at this time, wouldn't it make the people inside not even able to eat the New Year's Eve dinner?"

The old Taoist sighed: "There is no other way, but this is the only way to do it."

Lin Xin stomped his feet angrily: "You idiots, what's the use of counting so much? You always think you're just an ordinary old man who doesn't know anything, can't you have a New Year's Eve dinner with your friends? Even if you go today , that can be regarded as happy and mourning, so what’s wrong with it? You would rather hide in the mountains and wait for death alone than spend a new year happily with us?"

"After so many years of practice, life and death, sickness, and human nature, what is there to ignore?"

That's right, after so many years of practice, what's there to ignore?

The old Taoist choked, and Lin Xin patted his hand: "Let's go, old man, let's go home and have dinner."

At nightfall, when the genius was getting dark, Lin Xin climbed up the ladder and lit a pair of lanterns under the eaves.

The respected old man in the village was coming here, seeing him like this, he hurriedly said: "Be careful, be careful."

Lin Xin lit the lantern, jumped to the ground, and said with a smile, "Steady."

The old man gave him a red envelope: "Always spend a lot of money, so take it easy."

"I know." Lin Xin nodded, "I'll just break a copper plate in half and spend it."

The old man smiled and touched his temples: "Xianjun, are you still hiding it from me?"

This old man is the one who gambled with the old Taoist priest for him in the Xianjun Temple, and the one who accompanied him to Taoxi Town to eat sauced duck and listen to ditties.

As for when he found out, Lin Xin didn't know either.

Lin Xin laughed dryly, scratched his hair: "You know?"

The old man nodded: "Don't worry, Xianjun, I won't tell others. I won't force Xianjun to return to the country, as long as you are alive, you can live well."

Just as he was talking, Gu Yuan rushed out from the inside and tugged at his sleeve: "Lin Xin, something happened."

Gu Yuan's face was serious, Lin Xinxin was startled, and vaguely guessed that it should be the matter of the old Taoist priest.

He said to the old man: "I'm afraid it's not convenient today, you should go back first, I'll look for you another day."

After saying this and saluting, Lin Xin hurried back to have a look.

I saw the old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall, eyes slightly closed, motionless.

He also said just now that today is his own death day.

So Lin Xin said, what is there to ignore?

It was Lin Xin who kept him here, but he didn't even wait for the New Year's Eve dinner.

He has many friends, but he hasn't thought that one of his friends will die.

He stood where he was, not daring to take a step forward.Chai Quan was so anxious that he was about to cry, grabbed his hand, and called out, "Xianjun?"

Lin Xin couldn't hear clearly, he only felt a buzzing in his ears.

Gu Yuan hugged his shoulders, and patted his back again, trying to help him feel better.

Is there anything else you can't see?Lin Xin persuaded the old Taoist like this, but he couldn't persuade himself like this.

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound.

With a flick of his sleeves, he gently pushed Chai Quan away.Lin Xin wiped his face, calmed down, stepped forward slowly, knelt down in front of the old Taoist priest, touched his somewhat cold hands, and called the Taoist priest twice.

The old Taoist leader didn't respond, Lin Xin opened his mouth and said softly, "Let Jiaojiao... clean up the food, someone will come with me to the underworld."

He leaned on the ground, but he still didn't stand up.

Suddenly, the old Taoist raised his head with puzzled eyes: "What's wrong?"

Lin Xin was so frightened that he sat down on the ground: "Ah... who was it just now... Gu Yuan, why did you call me back so seriously just now? And Chai Quan, why are you crying by my sleeve? I I thought……"

Chai Quandao: "But it was true just now... Gu Xianjun also found out the master's pulse, and the master is indeed..."

Gu Yuan said: "Maybe I was wrong."

You can't even make a mistake about whether people are dead or alive.

Lin Xin scratched his head: "What the hell is it... that's all, it's pretty good."

He got up from the ground and patted his clothes, but suddenly he heard someone calling him outside.

"Xinxin."

Lin Xin ran to the courtyard to see that it was Old Lord Nanhua, the law enforcement officer stationed in the Immortal Realm from the God Realm.

He ran away subconsciously: "I don't want to write a review."

Laojun is Xiao Xingguan's immediate boss, and almost every time he meets him, it is Lin Xin who made a mistake and is punished by him to write a self-criticism.

The old man made a trick and locked him down: "It's the annual leave, what is the old man punishing you for writing a self-criticism?"

Lin Dao: "Then what are you doing here? Looking for me to pay New Year's greetings?"

"Come to Fengxian. Here, there is a Taoist priest who has cultivated a lot of merit and has ascended to become an immortal."

Here, there is only one Taoist leader.

The old Taoist was taken aback for a moment, Nanhua Laojun looked at him and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you will be a fairy friend from now on."

It turns out that today is not the day of his death, but the day of his ascension.

"Why..." The old Taoist wondered, "Isn't the poor Taoist still short of a merit..."

"It's not from your own cultivation, it's from others praying for you."

The old Taoist looked at Lin Xin: "Xianjun, you..."

"No, no, no." Lin Xin quickly waved his hands, "It's not me, I have always respected the Taoist priest's wishes, and I didn't make my own decisions."

He leaned over to look at the merit book in the hands of Old Master Nanhua.

The veteran Taoist named Qingyangzi lived his whole life in self-denial and self-cultivation, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and he was only short of one merit to be able to ascend to immortality.

The last merit is——

Lin Xin took a closer look and said in a daze, "Master Daoist, this last merit is obtained from Lady Song who set up a longevity tablet for you and enshrined it day and night for you."

I think it was that night, when he and Gu Yuan were walking in the village, they mentioned that the old Taoist was only a little short of merit and could become a fairy, but he didn't want to become a fairy.

When the two of them were talking about this matter, they happened to pass by the door of Shen's house, and Mrs. Song probably heard it.

Lady Song ignored the past, and silently added the last merit to him.

The old Taoist priest was also frozen in place, unable to recover for a long time, tearing up, looked up at the sky, and murmured: "What virtue can I do? What virtue can I do?"

Old Master Nanhua patted Lin Xin's head, flipped through the merit book again, and said, "There are still a few vacancies, do you think you are?"

The old Taoist leaned over and bowed: "The poor have no morals and incompetence, or..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xin knew that he did not want to become a fairy again, and hurriedly said, "Hey, Daoist, you have failed Miss Song's painstaking efforts."

That's what I said.

The old Taoist thought for a while, and then said: "I am poor and have no virtue and incompetence, I just want to stay in the world and be an immortal."

"Okay." Old Master Nanhua didn't look at the merit book any more, but just glanced at Lin Xin, "Trust me."

"Eh."

"You Zhenshui Village, don't you have any Earth Immortals?"

Lin Xin nodded: "Yes, I am in Zhenshui Village with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the folk customs are simple. If the Taoist priest is willing to work with me?"

The old Taoist saluted and said, "The Immortal Lord is virtuous, and the poor Daoist is naturally willing."

Old Master Nanhua picked up a pen, and added the Taoist name of "Qingyangzi" under the word "Zhenshui Village" on the merit book.

"I will deliver the things in a few days, and it will be regarded as the official seal of immortality. After the matter is over, the old man will..."

Lin Xin hugged his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Old man, let's have dinner together for Chinese New Year today."

"Okay..." Old Master Nanhua turned his head and was startled when he saw Gu Yuan.

When entering the house, Lao Jun deliberately stayed behind and bowed to Gu Yuan: "God."

Gu Yuan nodded slightly.

"Why is God here?"

Gu Yuan turned his head and glanced at Lin Xin.At this time, Lin Xin was happily hugging He Jiao and acting like a baby, which made Qin Cang want to beat him.

Pretty, to use an inappropriate word.

Laojun didn't ask any more questions.

Today's New Year's Eve dinner can also be regarded as a farewell feast.

Tomorrow, we will go away separately.

After drinking the wine, Lin Xin had peach blossom eyes, the corners of which were red and foggy.

He cleared his throat: "During this festive season, Xiaoxian is not talented, so I will compose a poem for everyone."

"In the past, the family was good, and we knew each other seamlessly. The continued Ming Dynasty reminded us to draw candles, watch the year and receive the long feast. The old song is sung by plum blossoms, and the new one is passed on by Baijiu."

Everyone laughed: "Is this your poem?"

He smiled, half-raised the porcelain cup, his eyes dimmed with drunkenness: "Friends are as old as ever, year after year."

During the banquet, Lin Xin went to the yard to wash his hands. He was standing under the peach blossom tree, and a plain note floated in front of his eyes.

The "male fish" sent a message and asked him for something again.

Lin Xin put away the plain paper, looked back, and saw Gu Yuan standing under the eaves.

The author has something to say: Gu Xianjun: stare——

Merry Christmas everyone~

"Once upon a time, family is good" is Meng Haoran's "New Year's Eve", which was sung by Hou Zhongyi bitterly, but he didn't sing the last two lines. The last two lines are "Let's travel everywhere, enjoy every day, don't see New Year's Eve", Xinxin changed the last line , until now it is considered complete (trying to hide my incompetence of using a poem twice (covering face)

Thank you Master Sucha for the cutest mine!

Thank you for the 59 bottles of nutrient solution on July 2!Thank you for the 1 bottles of nutrient solution!Thanks to Mo Wenshi for the [-] bottle of nutrient solution!