Wulin Mysteries

In the rivers and lakes, there are many unspeakable things.

For example, in Bai Xiaosheng's weapon spectrum, Li Su's fife flute was ranked first, despite abandoning the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant and the One Foot Wolf, but Li Su's flute is not used by him nowadays.For another example, since the battle of Futu Mountain, the vitality of Tianyi Sect was seriously injured. From then on, Padmasambhava and Tianyi Sect disappeared completely as if they had disappeared in the rivers and lakes.

According to legend, after the clear sky and the thick fog cleared, someone found an island in the South China Sea, covered with green grass and inhabited by rare birds.The next day I went to look for it again at the same location, but there was no trace of it. It was so mysterious that people in the rivers and lakes gave it an appropriate name: Drifting Island.

It is also said that Tianyi Sect originated from Tibetan Buddhism, and has been rooted in the bottom of Youlan Valley since it entered the Central Plains. Even though the situation in the rivers and lakes is changing and it has never moved, no one can reach it.

What's more, it is said that Tianyi teaches everyone to be proficient in water, can hold their breath for a long time, dive into the bottom of the water, maybe hide under some water body, have hidden holes, develop forces secretly, plan and then move.

"What happened to the orphan of Tianyi Sect, that little monk living outside?" After the storyteller had finished telling the whole story, in the circle of onlookers gathered in front of him, there was a sudden sound of people drinking tea and walking birds. ask a question.

"Yes, yes, that little monk is also a key figure. He is acquainted with Qin Yuanxiu. He was born in Lingyin Temple. In fact, he has the blood of the Demon Cult. I don't know what will happen in the end. Lianhuasheng can still tolerate it. he?"

The storyteller knocked on the folding fan in his hand on the low table, unfolded it, hesitated to say: "Do you know why Tianyi Sect suddenly disappeared without a trace?"

Everyone shook their heads and looked at each other, the storyteller said proudly:

"Haste makes waste, not to mention that the Tianyi Sect has always followed evil ways. The previous leader, Liu Hengming, passed away in his prime. How could Padmasambhava be better? The last time he showed up, his hair was all white, and the oil was exhausted. I'm afraid I won't live for another year. Tianyi Sect has no leader, who has the heart to deal with an insignificant little monk."

Some sighed, some praised, and the crowd gradually dispersed like birds and beasts.A Taoist priest in the mountains returned the borrowed teacup to the storyteller, and thanked him: "After a long journey, and in this scorching weather, a cup of tea saved half my life, thank you." Wearing a bamboo hat, he turned and left.

The world is so big that the whole world is home.

It has been more than three years since the Battle of Futu Mountain, and those old people have never seen each other since.

When a Taoist priest walks in the countryside, sometimes he walks in a hurry, which must be because of evil things happening around him;

If he has two or three taels of silver on his body, he will drink and eat meat without any taboos.

If you look carefully, this Taoist priest, although he is in the dusty world, has a heroic spirit in his brows and eyes, red lips and white teeth. The most interesting thing is that this heroic spirit can't suppress those peach blossom eyes, which are vivid and meaningful.

A Taoist priest has troubles recently. Whether he is walking in the fields or in the market or concert hall, there are always people who give him advice and comments.Especially if there is a child passing by, he will be unable to walk, lingering behind him, unwilling to leave.

The Taoist was extremely annoyed: I always heard that the child's eyes are the clearest, maybe there is something dirty around him?

On this day, the scorching heat was unbearable. The Taoist priest begged for a cup of tea from the storyteller. After getting the water, he raised his head and gulped it down.

A big fish suddenly swam in the water, the Taoist turned to look for a branch, thinking that the next meal was finally settled.

The fish didn't wait for the branch to pierce its back, but it waited for a big fluffy tail, and it bit on it without letting go.The Taoist wanted to turn his head back, but deliberately waited until the little clever ghost had fled far away, and then said in a broken voice: "This fish swims so fast, it's gone in a blink of an eye!"

A farmer's woman took her child to work in the field ahead, and the child was playing in the rice field. In the golden rice bushes, he suddenly touched something silky and fluffy: "Mom, there are monsters!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Wow, the monster scratched me!"

The Taoist thought to himself, after so many years, he is still so stupid, it seems that he will not be able to become the Great Fox Immortal.He walked over in two or three steps, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I'll catch the monster for you."

The Taoist priest lowered his head and brushed aside the ears of rice dancing in the wind at his feet. A pair of fiery red furry ears were exposed, and the hair fluttered with the wind, which made people want to touch them hard.

Hearing the sound, the sharp ears moved, and a big tail appeared not far away, and there was a fish attached to it, which couldn't be shaken off. There was a commotion in the rice field, and the rice bushes undulated all the way, and finally a fish rolled out from the edge of the field A muddy red fox.

The Taoist grabbed the piece of fur on the back of the red fox's neck, hung it in the air, looked closely for a long time, then smoothed its pointed ears with a palm, stroked it back and forth several times, and said to the child: "It's not a monster, this fox Gluttonous, like stealing chickens, it’s fine, even the fish and shrimp around it, it’s a small scourge. I took it away, if it can be domesticated, it’s a good thing.”

The peasant woman hurriedly thanked him, the Taoist waved his hand, but the child stared straight at Mao Tuanzi, and was dragged away by his mother, turning around every three steps and stopping every five steps.

The fox's tail was still wrapped around the half-dead bigmouth fish, biting it so that it screamed, so it had to hug the young Taoist priest's neck tightly, but refused to let go of its claws even though it was good to say.

When the women and children were far away, the Taoist carefully pulled the fish off, went to the bank, stabbed a few bigger ones, and roasted them on the fire.The fox was sitting next to him, holding his stomach with his paws, howling with hunger, watching the Taoist tear up a whole grilled fish, eating bit by bit with relish, his front paws were soaked with saliva.

"Are you hungry?" The voice was deep and sweet, and the fox seemed to have poked a pain point, and was so wronged that he simply hid his tail.Just now, because he put it into the river for fishing, he was bitten, a small piece of hair became bald, and the beautiful and big tail was no longer what it used to be. The fox was extremely depressed and hummed softly.

The Taoist picked up the fox, put it on his lap, lifted the tail, and checked carefully: "There is no wound, and there is no bleeding. But you are so playful, next time it will not only be the fish that bites the tail! Does he never care about it?" ?”