Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 50
Liu and Qiao waited for King Wen's chariot to leave the city, heading south all the way.

Chang Long carried some drinks and gifts in large and small bags, and muttered: "Why doesn't Master live in the city, but live in a remote southern suburb?"

"He's fishing."

"fishing?"

Liu Qiao nodded and said, "That's right! Scatter hooks and lines all over the sky, and catch right and wrong from now on."

Chang Long was stupefied when he heard this, so he had no choice but to praise in a daze: "Master is indeed a great immortal, unexpectedly has such great ability."

Not long after walking to the southern suburbs, there is a stream with green orchids on both sides and green willows hanging down.

"This is Panxi. If you correct your words and deeds, the master is not far ahead. Don't lose my face."

Liu Qiao said with a smile, seeing that Chang Long had two jars of wine in his left hand, a basket of vegetables in his right arm, silk in his arms, and a bundle on his shoulders, walking very hard.

Then he took the sword out of the baggage, slung it over his shoulder, and said with a smile, "I'll hold some for you."

"Sure enough, it's much lighter!"

……

After a short walk, we came to a bamboo forest, a path in the forest, and three or two thatched huts surrounded by a circle of fences.

Master Liu Qiao adjusted his clothes, knocked on the courtyard door and went in. A boy came out of the hut.

The twin girls are tied in a silk bun, their face is like a crown jade, their eyes are like cold stars, and their blue shirt has big sleeves and wide wind.

As soon as the boy came out and saw Chang Long, he was startled, stopped in place, showing vigilance.

Chang Long only glanced at it, quickly put down the gift in his hand, pulled out the spear, and was about to hit him, but Liu Qiao lightly pressed his shoulder.

"Master, this boy doesn't look like a fairy, but a ghost!" Chang Long whispered cautiously.

Liu Qiao shook his head calmly, signaling not to act rashly.

"Brother Dao, Liu Qiao, a qi refiner in Jinshishan, a poor Taoist, is my apprentice. Dare I ask if this is Ziyagong's hermitage?" Liu Qiao clasped his fists and said.

Hearing the words, the boy's face relaxed, and he quickly dodged to avoid it, not daring to accept the gift.

He bowed and said: "It turns out that you are a senior brother, and you dare not be a big gift. The master has gone fishing in Panxi, please come in quickly!"

Immediately lead Liu Qiao and two into the courtyard, and after a while, four boys flashed out, all dressed in the same appearance, and poured tea for the master and apprentice, as well as snacks and fruits.

Chang Long tugged at Liu Qiao's sleeve and whispered, "Your Majesty, why are there five little ghosts?"

When Liu Qiao saw the five boys, he knew they were Wulushen, and explained in a low voice: "They are all ghosts and gods, and they were subdued by your master's method. You should restrain yourself, don't show a fierce look, and scare them."

After a while, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the bamboo grove, and Liu Qiao's master and apprentice, with clear eyes and ears, looked at the past from a distance.

Then I saw Jiang Shang came back with a bamboo pole and an empty bucket filled with water.

"Master, after a few years of separation, the disciple misses him day and night, but the master's demeanor is still so beautiful..." Liu Qiao hurriedly went up to take the wooden barrel and said.

"It's okay, where have you been hiding these past few years? Have you ever lost your bow and horse martial arts?" Jiang Shang said lightly while twisting his beard.

"No, no, I hid in the Jinshi Mountain in Luoyang, practiced martial arts often, and even took in a disciple named Chang Long."

Liu Qiao hurriedly pulled Chang Long over, pointed to Jiang Shang and said, "This is the master, hurry up and salute!"

Chang Long straightened his body, cleaned up his robes, bowed with a big salute and said: "Disciple Chang Long, I have met Master."

Jiang Shang looked him up and down, saw that he was dressed in tutu, seemingly polite, and asked with his beard: "What is your real shape?"

But he can see through its changes at a glance, and knows that it has transformed into a fairy.

"Don't dare to lie to the master. The disciple is a water snake in the stream. Because the master often chanted the Taoist scriptures in the mountains and remembered the name of the master, the disciple admired him... and I was happy that the master did not dislike it... So I poured tea under the master's seat Water, lead the horse and fall..."

Immediately, Chang Long made a long series of compliments, including Liu Qiao and Jiang Shang, saying how high his virtues and deeds are, how wonderful his family is, how good his divination skills are, and how broad his Taoism is.

It made him, a little monster in the wilderness, feel ashamed and bowed at the first sight.

Of course, some words were taught by Liu Qiao, and some words were realized by him with his flattering talent.

It still has its effect, this flattery from ignorant people is more pleasing to Jiang Shang than the deliberate flattery of those acquaintances.

He hurriedly waved his hands and said: "I've said it, I've said it, how can I be so powerful, it's all my colleagues who love me, that's why Jiang has a little reputation..."

Liu Qiao saw that the two of them were bragging about business and couldn't stop talking, so he quickly stopped and said: "Okay, okay, Master, let's go into the room and chat."

Looking at the wooden bucket full of water in his hand, he was a little puzzled and said, "Master, is this going to fetch water?"

"Uh... no, the old man went fishing!"

"What about the fish?"

Liu Qiao looked at Jiang Shang's slightly shy old face, and immediately understood that the fish of emotion had not been caught.

Sure enough, Old Jiangtou was still the same old Jiangtou, not changed at all.

It has to be you!Old Ginger!
The person who didn't catch the fish, just drank the water to his full, and took another bucket to bring it back.

Jiang Shang casually threw the fishing rod to the corner, and muttered, "You two sit down wherever you want, and I'll get some tea."

"No, no, good wine, and vegetables, four hot and four cold, eight dishes and one soup, I brought them all."

How can I let the teacher entertain him? Liu Qiao hurriedly greeted Chang Long and said, "Quickly, go and meet those boys, set aside the table and arrange the food and drinks."

……

But it is said that Wu Dalang accidentally hit and bumped into him while picking firewood, and killed the king of the military gate in the street, which had already alarmed King Wen's carriage.

All the civil and military officials in Xiqi spoke up and beheaded directly, demanding that Wu Da pay for the life of Wang Xiang.

When King Wen heard what happened, he said, "He was injured by accident. First, draw a circle on the ground and let him stand inside and wait for me to return, and then investigate the matter carefully."

But because he was busy going to the Lingtai to occupy the examination, he drew a prison in the south of the city and asked Wuji to stand inside and wait.

King Wen had innate numbers, he was a sage, and he knew everything in the sky, so he was not afraid of him running away, so later generations have the phrase "painting the ground as a prison", which describes this sage.

Bugis and his family still had an old mother to take care of, so he couldn't help crying.

From time to time, there was a senior doctor, Prime Minister San Yisheng passing by, saw Wuji crying in the circle, and asked him the reason. After knowing his difficulties, he let him go back and said: "I will play to invite Qi Bo, you go back first to buy the coffin and clothes, and then come again." Taste the king's life."

Wuhan University was grateful for a while, and went home alone, explaining the matter to the mother, and the mother and son cried bitterly.

His mother was a sensible person, so she hurriedly asked: "You said you met two fortune-tellers who gave you a face-to-face, what's the matter?"

"When I went to Panxi to collect firewood, I met an old man fishing with a straight hook. I chatted with him and kindly taught him how to hang bait with a curved hook. He didn't appreciate it. He cursed me for my bad looks and went to the city to kill people!"

"When I entered the city, there was another person. He was born with a face like a crown of jade, and his appearance was extraordinary. I meddled in my business again. He said that my left eye was blue and my right eye was red. He was afraid of hurting people's lives. He told me to be careful..."

Wu Da said angrily, and cursed again: "It's all cursed by these two demons, I wanted to beat them at that time!"

"Hey, those two fortune-tellers are experts. Since they have the foresight, you go to them quickly. If you want to save you, you need one of them!"

Wu Da listened to his mother's words, hurriedly packed up his things, and ran to Panxi.

It is thinking that although the Taoist is immortal and does not look like a mortal, he seems to be wandering, and I don't know where to find it.

Only the old man, who often fishes in Panxi and never moves his nest, may still be able to find it.

That Wu Da is a woodcutter for a living, his footsteps are fast, and he went to Panxi in a short while, but he didn't see the old man fishing, so he looked around.

Passing through a bamboo grove, I saw a few thatched huts standing upright. I was overjoyed, knowing that the master was hidden in it, but this time I didn't dare to be reckless, and went up to knock on the door.

A boy came out and said: "The master is having a banquet with the immortal family. They already know all about you, so come with me."

Wu Da hurriedly agreed, seeing the Tonger say it, he turned around and entered the room, and hurriedly followed, with a little nervousness, he shoved the door open.

"Ah! This..." As soon as he entered, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

From the outside, it looks like there are only a few broken thatched huts, with a radius of only a few tens of feet. When you open the door and enter, it seems like the world is changing.

Carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions, pavilions, flower beds, and lotus pavilions, looking around, like a high-end mansion, covering an area of ​​tens of acres.

It's strange to say that it's sunny outside, but in this cave, there is a moon-filled starry sky, which illuminates the cornices and brackets, and is full of stars.

"Is... is anyone there?"

Tong'er, who had led the way just now, also disappeared, and Wu Da wandered around the mansion in a daze.

After walking for a long time, I turned around many bright and majestic splendid gardens, only to see a lotus pond of several acres.

Pieces of green lotus leaves, pink lotus flowers in the water mist, really beautiful in the moonlight, Wuda walked along the corridor, watched from the railing, and there were koi carp wandering in the pond, he was fascinated by it for a while.

"But Wulang is here! I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I'll come to the pool to have a talk."

Wu Dazheng was looking at the beautiful scenery, when suddenly, a familiar old voice sounded, he came back to his senses, overjoyed, he hurriedly turned his head and said, "Is it Jiang Taigong, where are you?"

Only then did I see that in the middle of the pool, there were boys rafting hundreds of feet away, and there was a pavilion several feet wide in the middle, where three people sat.

An old man with a gray beard and a bright head, dressed in white, with a kind face and a decent attire, sat at the head.

On the left side of the lower head, sat a Taoist with a high bun, a face like a crown jade, and a short black beard three inches below his chin. He was dressed in a yellow gossip robe.

On the right side is a chubby Toutuo with a gold hoop on his forehead, a string of thick pearls on his neck, and a light yellow collar on his body.

No matter how stupid and reckless Wuhan University was, at this moment he understood how he didn't know that the crowd was full of gods and masters.

He hurriedly knelt down and said: "Disciple Wuji, I pay my respects to all the elders!"

　Not much to say, this is the last week of destiny. The results are true and useless. Ask for tickets, recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and most importantly, ask for follow-up reading. Nearly [-] collections, only dozens of follow-ups...

　　There should be another chapter today. There was supposed to be a second update yesterday, but something was delayed. Today is the second update.

　　
　
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