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The Heavenly Punishment of Creation I Chapter 28: There is a Strange Man in the Mountain

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    (Please recommend! Please collect! Please give strong support to fellow Taoists!) Chapter 28 There is a strange man in the mountain Deep in the mountains, in front of the thatched house, under the weeping willow, a middle-aged man is making a pillow with one arm and a pot in the other, drinking wine  , while chanting in his mouth: "The setting sun shines through the ages, and getting drunk relieves the sorrow. The wind is not the wind of that time, the rain is not the rain of that time, only a broken heart is left." Drinking and chanting as if drunk.  As I fell asleep, a gentle wind blew around me along with the chanting, and a drizzle began to fall. The willow branches danced gently, and the drizzle was lingering. It was a melancholy scene.  The wind kept blowing, the rain kept falling, the willow branches kept shaking, and the whole person seemed to have fallen asleep drunkenly.  I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the man¡¯s eyes suddenly opened. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, a strong rain hit, and wicker sticks flew up like long flowing hair.  The next moment, the man suddenly waved his long sleeves and stood up leisurely. Suddenly the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the wicker became as motionless as the long hair of a beautiful woman in silence.  ¡°But despite the wind and rain, the man¡¯s body was not stained with a trace of dust or water.  I saw the man suddenly smiled mysteriously, waved his long sleeves, and disappeared leisurely.  The two masters and apprentices drove the carriage and flew in the sky for an hour. The apprentice did not know how far they flew. However, the beautiful mood of the two of them has not diminished by half. They are always intoxicated on the top of the mountains, clouds and mist, and the carriage seems to  He also followed his master's wishes and ran leisurely.  I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Master¡¯s eyebrows suddenly raised.  The next moment, the carriage in the air suddenly stood still; a middle-aged man wearing black and white clothes suddenly appeared in front of the carriage out of thin air.  I saw this man with a slightly longer face, a pair of thick eyebrows, and medium-sized eyes. The only thing that made him look a bit rough was the mountainous beard on his face. This beard on his pointed chin looked like he had just shaved yesterday and had another shave today.  It grew out quickly, and the roots were as hard as thorns, making people want to shave him off at the first sight.  I saw someone coming, his long clothes fluttering gently in the wind, looking at the master and apprentice with serious faces.  The master had a smile on his face, showing a very deep look on his face; the apprentice looked at the stranger in front of him with curiosity; the three of them just looked at it strangely without saying a word.  After a while, the stranger's expression suddenly melted, and he laughed and said: "Brother Ziyue, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so carefree." Ziyue also laughed and said: "Brother Yi, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so good at drinking?"  Immediately, the two laughed several times again, making the apprentice confused for a while.  After the wild laughter ended, Ziyue smiled boldly and said: "Lai Ying'er, Master, let me introduce you. This is Master's old friend. He drank the setting sun drunk and named himself Uncle Yi." "Hello, Uncle Yi!" Ying  Er smiled obediently.  "Hello Yinger, hello Ying'er!" Yi Canyang said with a quick smile.  The three of them got along well, but before the two seniors could speak, Yinger said again: "Uncle Master Yi, are you like my master, an old youtiao who has lived for tens of thousands of years?" "Old youtiao?"  Yi Canyang felt inexplicably strange when asked, and looked at the innocent and serious little girl suspiciously for a long time. Then he looked at Ziyue next to her, and saw that Ziyue's face was full of meaningful smiles;  Canyang was suddenly startled and realized, and laughed loudly: "Ying'er, do you think Uncle Yi looks like a ten thousand-year-old youtiao?" "Well, it doesn't look like it." Ying'er said innocently: "Compared to my master.  Far from it! " "Ah -" Yi Canyang said "ah" for a long time, and finally continued: "Ha, haha! There is really no way to compare with this thousand-year-old fried dough stick!"  The ground shook slightly, and he said with a calm smile: "Brother Yi, you suddenly appeared out of thin air and stopped me. Did you just want to entertain an old friend like this?" "Brother Ziyue was joking, but it was actually meeting an old friend.  I was so happy that I forgot about it. In that case, come with me to the shabby room to drink a glass of wine." After Yi Canyang finished speaking, he leisurely flew down into the thick fog of the mountain without waiting for Ziyue's consent.  Ziyue followed in the car; three people, two horses, and one car, ethereal and picturesque, just like the arrival of gods.  The four of Gu Hu, Ying Yue, Ye Yue Hanshuang, and Jian Moxue walked all the way to the west. They saw more and more bones. Judging from the flowing weapons, they were all masters in the world.  As the faces of the four people became more solemn, they involuntarily slowed down their flight speed. Their vigilance became stronger and stronger, as if danger was lingering around them and could happen at any time.  But as we traveled farther and farther west, we finally saw the increasingly purple sky ahead. Several people became more and more excited, and their vigilance relaxed a lot.  Except for Jian Moxue, the other three looked at each other and smiled. Yeyue Hanshuang said: "Speed ??up!" Suddenly, with a few whooshing sounds, the four of them shot out like arrows.  "The horses are as fast as flying, three white horses,"Running on the broad road, the white horse rushed towards Fengyang City like a white horse passing through the gaps.  "Finally we are going to Fengyang!" The closer the goal was, the more anxious Yan Ruyu became. He always felt that something big would happen in the next few days, and he was eager to finish the work and rush back to Shenzhou City.  After driving for a while, the three of them saw the Fengyang City Gate from a distance, with the four characters "Fengyang West Gate" written on it. At this moment, the three of them had slowed down and were mixed in with the flow of people heading to Fengyang City.  Although Yan Ruyu was anxious, she also observed her surroundings and listened to everyone's words.  I just heard someone say: "The young master of the Li family got married a few days ago. It was really grand!" Someone else said: "Did you know that Mr. Wang has been very happy recently? I heard that his ten chickens were all in a row.  I¡¯ve been laying double-yolked eggs for several days!¡± Someone else said: ¡°It¡¯s been really hard to do business recently. It¡¯s often just a hard day¡¯s work to get a meal.¡± Nine times out of ten, Yan Ruyu felt that it was insignificant after hearing this.  topic.  However, when he walked into the city gate, the conversation between the two Jianghu people made him prick up his ears.  "By the way, have you heard about a secret auction recently?" A man said softly.  "Secret auction?" Another man asked in a low voice, "I only know that Qi Yuncheng will hold a large-scale auction in Fengyang City store recently." "Hey, this can't be said to be ignorant. I also heard this news.  A brother from the black market said it when he was drunk. "I've never heard of it. It's the first time I heard about it. It's said that the items sold there are extremely valuable."  The treasures are usually bartered, or done for the seller, or even sold for many years. " "But I don't know where it is?" "I don't know, but I know.  No, I heard that there is some special identity verification required to enter there. I haven't seen my black market brother for more than ten years. "It's a pity that these black market people are really mysterious." Yan Ruyu followed two people.  After entering the city, I heard this and parted ways, feeling speechless: "What a pity!"
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