Master does not ride a dragon

Sikong Hu had no choice but to stand up and bite the bullet to watch the secular fairy mountains.

The sun and the moon are high, iron horses are hanging in all directions, and the palace is surrounded. In the middle is a dark green pagoda tree, with countless thin strips of red cloth hanging from it, densely covering the sun.

A young man in coarse clothes was swiftly climbing up to the top of the tree, carefully tied the red cloth strip in his hand to the crown of the tree, looked at it for a while, and smiled sweetly.

The stone steps under the tree are stretching, countless good men and women shuttle back and forth, and the smoke of incense rises into the air.

Sikong Hu and Lu Ju's ears are much better than ordinary people's, they can hear rustling whispers.

The middle-aged man said: "I hope to pay off all the debts as soon as possible, and bless me and my family to be safe and healthy."

The young woman had a sad face, "Bless my husband to find a job pulling carts..."

The elderly woman probably just had twin grandsons, and she offered melons and fruits with a smile, "May the two grandchildren be healthy, happy and successful in their studies, and make great contributions to the country."

The boy who climbed the tree and tied the cloth just now said in a very low voice, "I hope I can be with Ah Xiao for the rest of my life, and this year I can collect the dowry gifts to get married, and I hope the Master and the Immortal Family will bless me to tide over the difficulties. I will definitely do good deeds in the future..."

There are too many and too many voices, which are too complicated for the human ear.Such a worldly heart is the softest place in the world of mortals.

Lu Ju stared at the long steps, "Ahu, look, why did the common people pray to God?"

Sikong Hu said: "Because I can't ask for it."

Lu Ju gave a "hmm" and said, "If you can't ask for it, you can ask for it more. The common people are powerless, so they can only hope for it. People in my generation also have things that can't be asked for and ask for more. Ten thousand gods pay homage, but maybe we can seek peace of one side and peace of mind.”

Sikong Hu actually knew what Lu Ju was talking about, he couldn't let go of Shushan, he couldn't let go of the world.

But Sikong Hu pulled Lu Ju's wrist, stepped up the long steps step by step with the pedestrians passing by like flowing water, and walked to the gate of the Taoist temple.

In the courtyard, there is a tripod censer and a few lights.There is also a merit box and an incense table.

Sikong Hu took out a few copper plates from his waist and stuffed them into the merit box, and took two sticks of incense sticks from the incense table.

Lu Ju frowned slightly, "Ah Hu, I'm just telling you this truth, I don't believe it."

Sikong Hu said: "Master, I don't believe it either, and these people may not believe it either. Praying to gods and Buddhas and the way, after all, what you are looking for is yourself. If you ask for it, you can expect extravagance, and you can make progress. Master knows the so-called peace of one side in the world, and Ah Hu does not believe it." I understand, and I don’t care about it. But Ah Hu’s peace of mind is here.”

Lu Ju lowered his head to look, and saw a little piece of cloth lying quietly in Sikong Hu's palm, which was a concentric talisman.

Sikong Hu said in a low voice: "Master, the colorful clouds are easy to disperse, and the glass is easy to break. Since ancient times, my partner Lao Yanfenfei has hated nothing to form a unity. In fact, it is because the unity of the body is not strong enough. I want Master to know that I am not in this way."

Two sticks of incense sticks were lit by candlelight, and gray smoke rose from the faint red light.

Lu Ju had one stick, and Sikong Dendrobium had one stick. They bowed three times earnestly and put the incense sticks into the incense burner.

It is not God, not Buddha, not heaven, not even luck.

They practice Taoism, and they know that God's will is hard to disobey, and no matter how hard they ask, there is no hope, so what they ask is themselves.

Sikong Hu and Lu Ju sat in the mountain for a long time, until the sun went down, the evening light covered the hillside, tourists came and went back, Sikong Hu just stood up, folded the concentric talisman and stuffed it into his belt, saying : "Master, wait for me."

Lu Ju said, "What are you doing?"

Sikong Hu blinked mischievously, rubbed his palms, hugged the trunk of the big locust tree, and climbed up slowly.

There are no particularly tall trees on Baitou Cliff. Sikong Hu is obsessed with cooking every day, and he has no special hobby such as climbing trees.The greatest bond between him and the trees is that every time he cuts wood, he will apologize and say "Amitabha" in a deceitful manner.

While climbing the tree, Sikong Hu replied: "I remember the little boy who made a wish just now hung his concentric talisman on the crown of the tree. Master, the taller the concentric talisman is hung, the more sincere it is, right?"

Lu Ju had a big headache, "How can you climb a tree? Come down quickly, and you will fall off your leg again in a while, and you will grow or lose your leg again. Then I will have to carry you on your back."

Sikong Hu hugged a branch, looked down at Lu Ju, "Am I sinking? Master is not willing?"

After coming and going, the swallows were running back and forth, the golden leaves and the purple light soaked the sky and the earth, Lu Ju raised his head with difficulty, a little snow-white teeth were unconsciously exposed between his thin red lips, he was stunned for a moment like a rabbit, and then he replied casually : "Yes. Shen is also willing."

There are Ye Hai ups and downs in all directions, and Lu Ju's voice is also ups and downs in the sound of hula leaves, as if coming from the end of the world.

Sikong Hu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That's it. Wait for me, Master, after hanging this talisman, let's go down the mountain to find something delicious."

The big locust tree is thick and tall, and Sikong Dendrobium hangs on the branch to rest for a while, and it takes a long time to climb to the top.

The branch at the top was extraordinarily soft, Sikong Hu tentatively touched it, but he didn't dare to make a move, but his wrist tightened suddenly, another person grabbed it, and lifted it slightly.

Sikong Hu raised his head and blurted out: "Master? Why are you here?"

Standing in the clouds on the top of the tree with his sword in his hands, Lu Ju shook his head amusingly, squatted down and pulled him up, and said, "Where is the talisman."

Sikong Hu frantically stretched out his hands to get out of his waist, thought for a while and then stopped, and pushed his narrow waist forward with his hands behind his back, "Here."

Lu Ju didn't think this action was ambiguous, so he reached out and took out the red talisman, looked it over, picked the tallest branch, hung it on it carefully, and tied a knot.

Immediately, Lu Ju said: "Hang it up. Ah Hu?"

There was no one in front of him, so Lu Ju lowered his head to see that Sikong Hu was sitting on the top of a tree with his face in his hands, looking up at him in a daze.

Lu Ju thought that Sikong Hu had noticed something, and asked again: "Ah Hu, what's wrong with you?"

Sikong Hu smirked three times dryly, swallowed the phrase "burn the body" back into his stomach, blushed and hugged Lu Ju's leg, buried his face in Lu Ju's robe and refused to come out, muffled He said loudly, "Master!"

Lu Xun: "Huh?"

Sikong Hu's voice was like a bell, "You are so kind!"

Lu Ju's expression relaxed, but the brows were faintly frowned, and there was a trace of complicated pity in his eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the top of Sikong Hu's hair.

At night, Sikong Hu sat down in the restaurant at the bottom of the mountain, brazenly poured out a huge piece of grain silver from the stone cup, slapped it on the table in a golden light, and said proudly: "We have packed the second floor. !"

Xiao Er let out a "Yo", "I have long heard that there are two peerless swordsmen in the Guanzhong generation recently, could it be the two?"

Sikong Hu also said "Yo", very proud, "How is it? Are you amazing? Are we so famous? How did you see it?"

Xiao Er replied honestly: "I heard that wherever these two swordsmen go, they will take the second floor of the restaurant along the road. The taste is really very heroic, and the little one is jealous of the rich."

Both Sikonghu and Lu Jue gave a "poof" smile, and Sikonghu said seriously: "Stop talking about it, serve the food and the tea, and then open...a room..."

Lu Ju said, "Two rooms."

Sikong Hu changed his words graciously, "Two rooms."

Xiaoer let out a lively "Hey" and went downstairs with the silver in his hands, and came up with a tea tray of side dishes in a short while.

Sikong Hu changed the place of Lu Ju's favorite dish, picked up the small crimson cup and smelled it, frowned when he smelled it, licked it with his tongue, and sipped it, then concluded, and started cursing, " What's going on in your restaurant, how do you use teacups to hold wine?!"

Xiao Er turned around, "We don't have much tea here, what kind of man is he if he doesn't drink?"

Shushan is in the southwest, and this place is in the east. It is already very far away from Shushan.To the north, the folk customs are a little bold and unrestrained, and there are more people drinking than tea.

Every place has its own customs, just like passing through Xianyang a few days ago, Sikong Hu and Lu Jue ate tofu nao in the field, with only chopsticks and no spoon.

Sikong Hu gesticulated with the shopkeeper for a long time, asking for a spoon or a spoon, and finally the shopkeeper slapped his head, "You want a ladle, right?"

At that time, Lu Ju was holding a "scoop" half the size of his own face, with a wonderful expression.

There will always be unexpected things when you go out, but fortunately, Sikong Hu is not picky about food, he just waved his hands angrily, "Forget it, let's drink."

In the past few days when they traveled around the mountains and rivers, Lu Ju always used tea instead of wine, and Sikong Hu knew that he was afraid of making mistakes.

In fact, Sikong Hu is not stupid, he knows that Shushan must be tracking himself and Lu Jue at this time, and Lu Jue must also know it well.

But if Lu Ju didn't say it, he wouldn't mention it.

Anyway, unless the gods descended to earth, with Lu Ju's ability, it would be a ghost if he could be chased by those people.

So Sikong Hu poured another glass of wine, "Master, actually this wine is not strong, can you drink a little...Master?"

The author has something to say:

The next episode of The Drunken Master will be online, and I don’t know which episode will be when I get drunk and have sex.

Let’s all have sugar and get drunk today, and it’s hard to tell if the road ahead is full of glass shards~