Raising the Demon

Chapter 30
The sun rises.

Feijianzi sat on the bluestone outside the mountain gate and looked down.

Birds and Beasts Mountain has a radius of hundreds of miles. At a glance, it is full of white clouds, fog gathers and disperses, and dense vegetation is faintly visible.

A sheep trail has been submerged by weeds, and no one has walked up this path for many years, so now he is still a junior.

32 years seems to be just a flick of a finger for a cultivator. Now Feijianzi still looks like a handsome boy in white clothes, and the years have not left the slightest trace.

But the senior brother already has gray hair on his head.

The senior brother was patrolling outside the mountain gate, inspecting the large formation on the ground. After a while, he picked up a piece of broken jade from the ground, shook his head and threw it into the bag at hand. Seeing that Fei Jianzi was still watching, he urged: " You have already bid farewell to the brothers, hurry up to Mengcheng, and collect this year's jade as soon as possible, so that I can rebuild the Great Spirit Gathering Formation."

"Yes, brother." Fei Jianzi looked back at the mountain gate. It is said that the mountain gate was once full of people, but when Fei Jianzi came, the place was dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.At that time, the Spirit Gathering Formation could gather the spiritual energy of the entire Bird and Beast Mountain for their cultivation.But now, the aura of Birds and Beasts is no longer enough to supply more than a dozen of their disciples. Because of the excessive load of the spirit-gathering formation, more and more jade stones are being consumed, so they have to go down the mountain frequently Mengcheng asked for jade.

This is the first time that Feijianzi has gone down the mountain in more than 30 years. It is really because the Juling formation is too damaged, and the other brothers have to devote themselves to the overhaul of the Juling formation.

The old crane at the mountain gate hadn't driven a cart for many years. When putting on the reins, Fei Jianzi found that some parts of its slender neck were bald. The cloud cart outside the mountain gate was also covered with dust, but this time Going to Mengcheng is to represent the facade of the Bird and Mouse Temple, so when he got up early in the morning, Feijianzi washed the cloud car and hung it outside the mountain gate.

Boarded the cloud car, drove the white crane, white clouds rolled around the cloud car, lifted the cloud car, and with a desolate crane cry, the cloud car carried Fei Jianzi, and flew crookedly towards the mountain wind. distance.

The senior brother raised his head and looked at Fei Jianzi's back. He couldn't help recalling what his master once said, the scene of thousands of cranes soaring into the sky and luxury cars like clouds. Can this scene be reproduced?
Anyway, the concept of birds and mice has been fading from generation to generation.

Can the younger brother get enough jade if he goes here?If not, and it is not enough to gather spirits to operate, then where will the bird and beast view go?
Is Bird and Mouse View doomed to fail in his own hands?After a hundred years, what will I give to the younger generation?
Watching the junior brother disappear into the clouds in the sky blankly, the senior brother was actually insane.

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At the southern foot of Niaoshou Mountain, in the shadow of the Meng River, there is a city. The city covers an area of ​​several miles, and it is the most prosperous place in the surrounding hundreds of miles. It is called Mengcheng.Today is the market in Mengcheng, and the villagers within a hundred miles of the surrounding area all rushed to the direction of Mengcheng. They paid the entry fee of one penny per person at the gate of the city, carrying various goods on their backs, and queuing up with expectant smiles. into town.

And some people are not willing to part with the entrance fee of this penny, so they simply yell and sell outside the city gate, selling wonton noodles, making small clay figurines, storing donkeys and horses, taxis and horses, selling ready-made clothes, butchering pigs and dogs. , and so on.The official road with eight horses running parallel outside the gate of Mengcheng was so crowded that people could only walk sideways, but it was even busier than inside the city.

Entering the city, there are several restaurants and inns, opposite to blacksmith shops, clothing stores, silver houses and food stores.

But the most famous one in Mengcheng is the big lotus-flavored steamed stuffed bun at Nancheng Gate. The steamed stuffed bun can be held with two hands. The stuffing is big and the skin is thin. Every bite is full of oil. Two packs are made with sun-dried lotus leaves. , with a series of reeds, wherever you go, you will be fragrant all the way.Among the merchants who come and go, which one is not full of praise after eating?
Just in front of the two tall steamers outside the door of Hexiang Steamed Bun Shop, a big head with a thin neck and a small black and white face was staring at the big black eyes. He pursed his mouth, but couldn't stop the saliva from flooding the golden mountain, dripping to the ground.

He has been standing here for half an hour.

The bun seller finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Where's your lord?"

Little Shitou pointed behind him, his eyes still fixed on Big Bun.

Opposite is an alley, behind the alley is feasting and feasting, luxurious and luxurious.And at this corner, there is a small bookstore, which inherits vulgarity and elegance, facing the long street sideways.The facade is not big, there are only four bookshelves, and the bookshelves are full of bound books of various colors.

"Thank you, boss." Zi Baifeng finally negotiated the printing of The Legend of the White Snake, bowed his hands, took the few ingots of silver prepaid by the boss, stretched his sleeves, and walked out the door.Although he has silver buried in the yard and jade under the buttocks of Qingshi, he can't get them out, spend them, and his life is always tight, so he has to find some ways to make money.

Although the small book store has a small appearance, the boss is the leader of the cultural market in Mengcheng, and most of the water is behind the scenes rather than in front of people.

"Brother!" Hearing Zi Baifeng coming out, Xiaoshi immediately jumped up and looked at him eagerly. If someone put a tail behind him, it must be wagging at this time.

"Meat buns, I promise you." Zi Baifeng walked to the opposite restaurant with a smile, took out ten Wen coins and handed them over, saying: "Ten meat buns, two should be wrapped in double lotus leaves."

The guy quickly packed two by two, wrapped the meat buns, added a layer of lotus leaves to one of them, packed them in a net bag made of straw, and handed them to Zi Baifeng.

"Shenghui ten coins, ten big lotus-flavored pork buns, you take it!" The waiter greeted skillfully, "I'm sorry everyone, the buns were rounded up by this customer... I only have these few baskets today, everyone, please hurry up tomorrow ,thanks!"

Zi Baifeng slapped away the dirty hand that was reaching out to Roubaozi from the small stone, and wiped his palm with a handkerchief. The snow-white cloth handkerchief instantly turned into pitch black. When he was helpless, the fat boss of the book store stretched out his hand with a smile. Come, holding a ladle filled with clear water in your hand.

Qingshui drew an arc in the air, both hands, big and small, rubbed their hands in the water, and there was a burst of hearty laughter.

The big steamed stuffed buns from Hexiang Steamed Bun Shop will fill your mouth with oil, which makes you want to swallow your tongue.Just as Zi Baifeng ate one, he saw that the two little stones on the opposite side had already eaten. He looked at him eagerly, shook his head and smiled, opened the bun in his hand, and passed half of it over.

After eating half of the buns in his hand, Zi Baifeng put the remaining six buns in a straw bag, handed them to Xiao Shishi, and said: "I still have to visit some friends, you go and send buns to my father." …Four for my father and two for my aunt, so don’t steal any more.”

"I know!" Xiao Shitou replied loudly, hugged the net bag, turned around and was about to run.

"Slow down, don't fall!" Zi Baifeng shook his head helplessly, this little guy must be planning to rub half a bun with his father, I really don't know how his little stomach can eat so much.

Although one and a half steamed stuffed buns went into his stomach, he seemed to be even more hungry. Zi Baifeng was growing up and eating strong food, how could one and a half steamed stuffed buns be enough to eat?It's just that there are only these big lotus buns left, so Zi Baifeng made up his mind to find someone to eat!
Today is the twice-a-month market in Mengcheng. Since last night, Xiaoshitou has been clamoring to go to Mengcheng to play. Zi Baifeng knows that all excuses are false, Xiaoshitou misses his wife.

It just so happened that Zi Baifeng also had a lot of things to do, so he planned to bring Xiaoshi to Mengcheng.

Zijian was worried that the two brothers would come to Mengcheng by themselves, and they would never be idle, so he brought his own carpentry and masonry tools and came with him.

The journey was long and hot, but Zi Baifeng was exhausted, so he began to plan, no matter what, he would build a post station in Xiayan Village, even if there was no post station, he would still drive a carriage. He had had enough of the days when he basically relied on walking for transportation.

While thinking this way, Zi Baifeng suddenly heard an exclamation from outside, he turned his head to look, and found that everyone was looking up at the sky, so he also raised his eyes.

Zi Baifeng also opened his mouth wide.

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Little Stone was struggling to move forward among the crowd. He only saw a shadow passing by in the sky just now, and the market was stirred up. People poured out of their rooms one after another, shouting: "Immortal!" Come, the fairy is here!"

Not long after, the sound of beating gongs and drums came from the front. Several officials shouted and drove the people away. The few Xiangyong who were beating gongs and drums raised their heads to the sky.

Under the guard of those township officials, a big snow-white crane was walking forward on two slender legs. Behind the big crane, a cloud cart shrouded in dense mist carried a A young man in Taoist robes looked down at all living beings.

Xiaoshi came out from the crowd, protecting the bun in his arms with one hand, and supporting his knee with the other hand. Looking up from below, the big crane with two long legs taller than a person was swaying beside the official poor. Swinging back and forth, the cloud cart behind the big crane had no wheels.

"Wow!" Xiao Shitou's eyes lit up immediately, if this big crane was made into meat buns, how many meals could it eat!
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Seeing that the crowd is getting bigger and bigger, and some people are breathing greedily in the smoke from the cloud car, as if they are planning to get the fairy spirit, the officials are in a hurry, and the city guard is on the way. Greeting outside the gate of the house, making adults wait for a long time or making immortals impatient, that is a serious crime of losing one's head!
They raised the sticks in their hands and beat them around. There was a sound of whooping, and the crowd crowded again, pushing and shoving each other.

(End of this chapter)