fishing dragon

"Xiao Langjun's move has amazed the old man." The white-bearded artist said.

Yu Changle said embarrassedly: "I'm not as good as you."

The white beard entertainer laughed a few times.After all, he made a living out of Tao, how could ordinary people compare to him?This young man really doesn't know whether it is better to say that he is humble or arrogant.

"Give it to you." Yu Changle stood up, patted Ao Yan's shoulder, leaving a layer of mud on the silk that was impenetrable by water and fire.Ao Yan patted off the mud shell, and commented to the stupid dragon: "It's too ugly. Are you afraid that I will throw it away?"

"You won't!" Yu Changle laughed.

Ao Yan snorted, but still took Tao Tulong into the Qiankun ring.

"Are you playing with mud? Are you childish?" After eating, Ouyang Ling pulled Ouyang Baishu over.Still dressed as a boy, she complained, "It's fucking unpalatable."

"Have you learned to swear yet?" Ouyang Baishu gave her a slap in the face.

The white bearded artist accepted Yu Changle's ten coins and said, "You can choose another gadget to take away."

"Thank you, Grandpa!" Yu Changle bent down and carefully looked at the little pottery ornaments on the red cloth.He knows all the twelve signs of the zodiac, and there are some laughing Maitreya and little gourds.Looking at the past row by row, suddenly a strange-looking rabbit came into his eyes.The rabbit is like a round old grandfather with a red dot on his forehead.

He pointed to the rabbit: "What is this?"

The white-bearded artist glanced at him and said, "This is Master Rabbit."

"What is Master Rabbit?" Yu Changle asked curiously.

The white-bearded entertainer laughed a few times, teasing: "Young Lord, you don't need to know about that."

Ao Yan raised his hand to cover the corners of his lips, and said, "This is a kind of god."

Yu Changle became even more curious: "God? What kind of God is it?"

"..." Ouyang Ling rolled her eyes, "Don't worry about it so much, you will know about it later."

The craftsmanship of this pottery artist is really superb, Ouyang Ling couldn't help but take a look at it.Seeing the two little girls picking flowers together, she was taken aback, looked at it for a long time, then raised her head and said to Ouyang Baishu, "I want that."

Ouyang Baishu saw her sister's expression and knew that she had something to say.He pulled out his purse and bought it.

Several people left the stall, chatting while walking around, Yu Changle noticed that Ouyang Ling remained silent.He also guessed the reason, and his words became less for a while.

Ouyang Baishu slapped his fan a few times, and said, "Why don't you tell me about the Mustard City case you worked together."

Seeing Ouyang Ling's expression, he added another sentence: "If you speak well, there is no need to write official documents."

"Ah? Oh." Ouyang Ling was not very interested, but finally sighed, and said quietly, "There are some brothers in this world, they are really nothing."

"..." A vein popped out on Ouyang Ruo's forehead, "Why am I not a thing anymore?"

"It's not about you." Ouyang Ling lost his mind for a while and began to tell.

The few people walked to the dimly lit place, and the story was finished.Ouyang Ling said: "I originally thought that a spiritual master could do many things, but now I find that there are still many things that he can't do."

"There are still many things that can't be done." I didn't expect Ouyang Baishu to say such a sentence, even Ao Yan couldn't help but look sideways.

"You can only do it, do what you can do. In this process, many people get lost, and many people become the same as the person he hated at first. You are as small as a mustard seed." Ouyang Baishu's tone was extremely serious, he saw Looking at Ouyang Ling, and also looking at Yu Changle and Ao Yan.

"A-Ling, since you want to be a healer, you have to understand what is the most important thing." He tapped his fan, "Don't forget your original heart."

Yu Changle's heart skipped a beat, and what his master said when he went down the mountain flashed through his mind.

The old man Huaipu was sitting by the stream, with his fishing line hanging into the water.He said: "This is a journey of thousands of miles in the world of mortals. Changle, I only want to say one thing to you in the end: 'Although you travel thousands of miles, your heart is not dusty'."

On the evening of the second day, the inn.

"Are you blowing your hair here?"

Ao Yan jumped onto the roof and saw Yu Changle lying on his back.

"I'm looking at the stars, so let's study this sticker box by the way." Yu Changle said.He remembered that when he was in Biluo Mountain, he often sat on the top of a tree with wet hair on his head after washing, watching the stars, and the sky full of stars was within reach.

Ao Yan lifted his clothes and sat down, while Yu Changle turned the iron box in his hand, carefully observing the details.

Suddenly, there was a "Gada", and the bottom of the iron box made a soft sound.Yu Changle sat up and saw a small pattern on the cut surface.

"Maybe it's the mark from when it was forged." Ao Yan said.

Yu Changle frowned, and the more he looked at the pattern, the more familiar it became, and said, "This pattern... I seem to have seen it before!"

This pattern is a flower with many sharp thorns. If you don't look carefully, you will think it is a thorn ball.Only as big as a finger, it exuded a strange aura.Yu Changle is confident that as long as he has seen this pattern, he will never forget it.

But where did you see it?

Wasn't it during the time when he came to the world, or when he was in Biluo Mountain?

"I remembered..." Yu Changle said solemnly, "I have seen this tattooed flower... in the pile of papers in Master's study."

Ao Yan looked at him and motioned him to continue.

That happened when Yu Changle was 11 years old, and it happened by coincidence.

At that time, Xiao Yuxia had just learned that there were "swordsmen" and "champions" in the world, and she was very yearning to walk the world with swords.He took the small broken wooden sword that his master had cut for him, pretended to be a swordsman, and chased a little fat bird demon, shouting "Where to escape!", all the way to the master's yard.

The little chubby bird flew to the roof, chirping and mocking Yu Xia, as if knowing that he dared not come up.The master is as cold as ice, and Yu Xia usually walks around his house when he sees him.

"Do you think I dare not go up?" Yu Xia threatened with a smile while holding up her sword.

"Chirp!" The little fat bird jumped into the window with its butt facing him.Yu Changle followed him in, and as soon as he landed, he saw the room full of books and cigarettes curling from the desk, and there was a sense of silence.

This is Baihuaigu's study room, he has never entered it.The fat bird taunted and flew around the study.Yu Xia felt a sense of trepidation in his heart, but the young man had a big heart, so he swallowed and walked to the desk.

At this moment, a sharp light came into his eyes, Yu Xia suddenly turned his head, and saw something behind the curtain.The little fat bird was making noises in his ears, but Yu Xia couldn't help walking towards the curtain. The light seemed to be a mysterious temptation. He stopped and opened the curtain——

It is a long sword.

The blade is slender, and the hollow scabbard cannot hide the sharpness of the white blade, reflecting the sunlight.Like a bird of prey with folded wings, quietly staying in the sunshine and piles of paper.

For a moment, all the words praising the swordsman's long sword in the storybook jumped into Yu Xia's mind, but such a sword was just lying in a pile of yellowed old papers.

"It's so beautiful..." he murmured, if the sword is like a living being, then this sword can definitely be regarded as one of the "several beauties in the Jianghu".

"Zheng!" Seeing him approaching, the blade of the sword actually aroused a buzzing sound, and the extremely sharp sword light shook off the dust.Yu Xia stretched out her hand as if bewitched, and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

"Zheng!"

With the more intense humming, Yu Xia's eyes widened, his chest seemed to be resonating, and Xueren was reflected in his eyes.Inexplicably, he felt that the sword liked him very much.

There are two characters engraved on the hilt of the sword. Although Yu Xia can't understand the calligraphy is good or bad, she feels that there is a wild drunkenness in this stroke.

"Destroy flowers".

Yu Xia's chest felt hot, and the blade of the sword clanged again.He was startled, and found that he wanted to pull out the sword as if obsessed, and the tentacles were cold.Yu Xia still struggled to lift the long sword, so she just let it touch the pile of papers and brought out a yellowed piece of paper.

There were boxy creases on the paper, maybe letter paper.

He bent down to pick up the piece of paper, and saw the ink-drawn tattoo pattern on it.Exactly the same as the one on the iron box.