Cai Jinjian was walking backwards. In fact, when the foot stepped down, she already realized that something was wrong.
The only thing that is more unbearable than stepping on dog poop is, of course, stepping on it, and the result is being noticed by others. But the thing that is more tragic than this is undoubtedly the person who sees it, and tells you that you really stepped on dog poop. Shit.
Cai Jinjian is not a shallow-minded woman, nor is she a delicate daughter who cannot endure hardships. As one of the many descendants of the owner of Yunxia Mountain, she can stand out and win the final spot, which explains the problem. Yunxia Mountain has a total of eighteen peaks, big and small, The Yungen Stone, which is shrouded in smoke all year round and is abundant, is an important material for the Taoist Alchemy School to refine external elixirs. It is famous for being "flawless and unsullied" and is unique. Therefore, the people on Yunxia Mountain must pay attention to cleanliness and elegance, and most of them have mysophobia. Of course, Cai Jinjian is no exception. If the small town was not too involved, Cai Jinjian would never set foot in the small town in her life, let alone let her walk in the mud bottle alley full of chicken excrement and dog excrement. The most embarrassing thing is to come After that, they, who were originally aloof among the gods, were like little fishes thrown ashore, suddenly losing all support. The family that occupied a certain cave heaven and paradise, moved mountains and seas, and Tongxuan flew in the wind. Cultivation, the mystical magic weapon of conquering demons and commanding gods to control ghosts are all gone.
Then, there was the scene where Cai Jinjian stepped on dog shit.
Fu Nanhua originally thought it was interesting that Fairy Cai from Yunxia Mountain, who was spotless, had slimy and smelly dog excrement in her boots. If she told her, who would dare to believe her?
But the next moment, Fu Nanhua shouted in a deep voice: "Cai Jinjian, stop!"
Standing on the mud wall, Song Jixin's pupils shrank, and he clenched the green pendant with a carved dragon in his hand.
In the alley, Cai Jinjian seemed to have stepped in front of Chen Pingan in one step. Her slender hand, as crystal clear as mutton fat and jade, quickly slapped the Tianling cover of the straw-shoe boy. The moment Fu Nanhua behind her made a sound to stop her, she suddenly She stopped her palm, finally lifted it up gently, and patted it softly. After completing this intimate gesture as if an elder was doting on a younger one, she bent down and stared into the young man's eyes, which were like a clear spring. Cai Jinjian almost She could see her face from there, but it was a pity that she was in a bad mood at the moment. She smiled and said, "Little guy, I know you deliberately slowed down when you spoke."
Fu Nanhua breathed a sigh of relief. If Cai Jinjian really dared to kill people here, he would most likely be expelled from the town and turn the entire Yunxia Mountain into a huge laughing stock.
His face was gloomy, and he reminded her in orthodox and elegant Mandarin: "Cai Jinjian, please think twice before you act. If you are still so impulsive next time, I think it is necessary to abandon the covenant. I don't want you to make everything in vain."
Cai Jinjian, who had his back to the young master of Old Dragon City, muttered quickly in a low voice: "The superior ones see the Buddha quickly, the inferior ones see the Buddha later... There really is a pure land, there really is a lotus pond..."
She quickly turned her head and smiled apologetically at Fu Nanhua, "I lost my temper. I promise that nothing like this will ever happen in the future."
Fu Nanhua sneered: "Are you sure?"
Cai Jinjian laughed it off and did not follow Fu Nanhua's vows. He lowered his head again and looked at the boy in straw sandals. He spoke to himself in the elegant Mandarin dialect popular in the continent: "We, Yunxia Mountain, originate from one of the five sects of Buddhism. The most important thing is to subdue the mental ape and tie the mind. Horse, but before I came here, I couldn't even figure out what a horse was. The elders of the family were never willing to encourage me, but just let me explore on my own. I never thought that I would step on a dog in your Mud Bottle Lane today. Shit, on the contrary, I noticed a clue..."
Chen Pingan reminded: "Sister, it's been a long time since you stepped on dog poop, why haven't you scratched it off quickly?"
The immortal woman originally felt that she had entered a kind of Buddhist Pure Land state of mind. After hearing this, she immediately lost her power and fell back to the secular world. Her face was ashen. However, Fu Nanhua's warning was still echoing in her ears, so she had to vent her anger and stretched out her hand.
She poked the straw-shoe boy's forehead hard with a finger. She glared and said, "At a young age, didn't anyone teach you that a perverse temperament will lead to an early death, and being bitter and mean will ruin your fortune?!"
Chen Ping'an, a rough-skinned man, didn't pay attention. He just looked at Song Jixin not far away and didn't say anything.
The latter jumped to his feet and cursed: "Chen Ping'an, look at what I'm doing, it's really unlucky!"
Fu Nanhua was surprised to find that he hadn't even entered Song Jixin's courtyard yet, so he looked unhappy and did not hide his sarcasm: "Cai Jinjian! It's so interesting that there are still people in the world who are a piece of shit and have delayed the road to immortality.
footsteps."
For the first time, Cai Jinjian was not angry. She took a deep look at the thin and unspectacular young man, then turned around and left.
Suddenly the young man behind him said softly: "Sister, your eyelashes are very long."
The extremely vulgar secular ants dare to molest the goddess of the fairy family?
Cai Jinjian became furious and turned around suddenly.
I made up my mind to teach this seemingly honest but cunning village brat a lesson even if I lose some of my strength. Even though Cai Jinjian and the others entered this place, they were like prisoners in a cage, with their hands and feet tied up and bumped into walls. All the magic tools were temporarily uncontrollable.
, but the benefits of practicing since childhood, such as entering the hall, can feed the body back, as if it is tempering the muscles and bones all the time. Although the effect is not obvious, it is far less than that of martial arts practitioners who cannot focus on this way, but with this foundation, they can deal with
A young man who was struggling in the mud of the market could easily pick up some of these and use his palms to move some of his hands and feet on some important acupuncture points, causing them to plant the roots of diseases and shorten their lifespan.
But in the slightly dark alley, she only saw a dark face and a pair of bright eyes.
The bright moon rises over the sea.
Cai Jinjian's eyes lit up at first, and then some of the natural pity of a woman emerged. Finally, the pity gradually faded away from her red and phoenix eyes, and she smiled brighter and brighter, suddenly realizing.
It is the opportunity to slay the inner demons.
It needs to be known that the Yunxia Mountains, which are close to Buddha and far away, have always advocated a point of view since the founder of the mountain, Yunxia Lao Xian: every time the origin and destruction of origin is a tribulation.
Of course, there is no theorem or formula for this method of overcoming the catastrophe, and it is up to the authorities to solve the puzzle on their own.
For example, the current Cai Jinjian.
She felt that she had found the one who needed to be suppressed and subdued. It was the boy who seemed innocent but was actually a hindrance.
So she raised a palm again, covered the young man's heart, and pressed it gently. All these movements were smooth and fluid, as fast as thunder. Even if the young man took half a step back consciously, he was still no match for the tall woman's attack.
Fu Nanhua stared hard at the alluring and graceful back. Instead of feeling any charm, his heart was filled with murderous intent, almost condensing into a heart of stone. He deliberately concealed his murderous intention and shouted angrily: "Earlier, you fingered
A flick on the young man's forehead caused him to suffer from diseases all year round. Such a punishment was enough! Why do you have to do it again, Cai Jinjian, are you crazy? Do you really want to ignore the opportunity of the great road for the sake of a bitch?
!”
Cai Jinjian ignored him, Fu Nanhua lowered his voice, regained his graceful demeanor as a member of the aristocratic family, and said with a smile: "The dignified Yunxiashan Cai Jinjian is arguing with a young man in the market. Isn't it embarrassing to spread the word?"
Cai Jinjian turned around and said with a smile: "This alley is really destined for me. I never thought that this would give me a chance. Although it is not big, mosquito meat is also meat, which is a good sign. I am very interested in that guy named Gu
The charming young man has more confidence!"
Fu Nanhua was stunned.
Could it be that this girl really had an epiphany?
Cai Jinjian raised one foot and saw the disgusting filth. He laughed and said, "You're really lucky."
Song Jixin's face was gloomy and uncertain, and there was no discernible change in his mind.
The maid Zhigui, who was not paying attention, stood there in silence. At a certain moment, two pairs of pale golden pupils appeared in her eyes, one with double pupils.
Fu Nanhua had a vague feeling in his heart. He suddenly turned his head and looked around quickly. He didn't notice anything strange at all. Finally, he looked up and down at the maidservant. There was nothing wrong with her. He had no choice but to treat this discomfort as Cai Jinjian's.
What he did attracted the gaze of the celestial sage in the town.
Cai Jinjian was in a good mood, and the many stagnant thoughts that had accumulated before were flowing down like a flood.
More than just a small chance?
If it weren't for the hollow Yunxia Mountain, she really needed a "heavy weapon of the Immortal Family" of sufficient weight to suppress the mountain's luck that was constantly leaking. She also needed to use it to establish her position as the next mountain master, otherwise
If so, Cai Jinjian would like to leave this place immediately and return to Yunxia Mountain to retreat for ten or twenty years.
Cai Jinjian walked towards Fu Nanhua's alley maid.
The boy behind him asked: "Did you do something to me?"
Cai Jinjian didn't even look back, "Little guy, you think too much."
The young man fell silent.
Cai Jinjian looked back and smiled, "You will be dead in half a year at most."
The young man was stunned for a moment.
She smiled softly and said, "I really believe it. My sister lied to you!"
Chen Pingan grinned.
Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua, a couple from the Immortal family, had an idea in their minds almost at the same time.
The frog at the bottom of the well, the ant under the mountain.
Song Jixin was squatting on the wall watching the show, rubbing his temples with his hands, and his expression was extremely serious.
Even though Zhigui had already taken his eccentric sister to find the slug Gu Can, the young guy who spent a lot of money on the slightest disagreement also walked into his yard.
The thoughtful Song Jixin was still squatting there in a daze. In the sight of the emperor's outstanding young man, there was a thin boy standing in the mud bottle alley. After looking at the back of the tall woman for a while, he quickly stopped looking and walked towards his home.
The courtyard door, but the firewood gate has not been opened for a long time.
Song Jixin hated this feeling. There was a guy who was usually quiet and quiet, but at certain times, he was like a stone in a pit. If he didn't move it, it would be an eyesore. If he moved it, he would feel dirty.
As a result, the young man could not hear clearly what Fu Nanhua said behind him.
The old Dragon City young master had no choice but to repeat, "Song Jixin, do you know that there is a kind of person in this world who is very different from you?"
Song Jixin finally came to his senses, turned around and continued to squat, looking down at Fu Nanhua, who had a high crown and elegant clothes, and said calmly: "I know."
Fu Nanhua had no choice but to swallow back the words that had already reached his lips. However, he was still a little unwilling and asked with a smile: "Do you really know?"
The young man from a small town with a mysterious life experience had cold eyes and sneered: "Are you trying to say that they are alive and dead, with flesh and bones, eternal life, and boundless Taoism?!"
Fu Nanhua nodded and said happily: "We can be considered half Taoists."
Song Jixin glanced at the door of the next door from the corner of his eye, looking slightly absent-minded and out of place.
Fu Nanhua was honest and fair: "Then I will open the skylight and speak frankly. No matter what you have, as long as you are willing to raise the price, I will buy it even if you sell it!"
Song Jixin said doubtfully: "I can see that between you and that woman, your family status is higher. Since she can treat the guy next door like that, why are you willing to do this to me..."
Fu Nanhua took the initiative to answer the question, "Be equal?"
Song Jixin nodded and praised: "You are a very upright person. It's not difficult to talk to you."
Fu Nanhua didn't care about the young man's condescension, whether it was his position or his arrogant tone.
Completely different from Cai Jinjian who regarded the boy in straw sandals as a humble ant, Fu Nanhua was not only close to Song Jixin, but he also always had a reverence for the Mubo Alley, which he couldn't explain.
Therefore, Fu Nanhua indeed regarded the young man in front of him as a comrade.
On this avenue, the further you go, the higher and lower status, the distinction between men and women, and age are all false and meaningless.
Song Jixin jumped off the courtyard wall and whispered: "Go to the house and talk."
Fu Nanhua nodded and said, "Okay."
When Song Jixin crossed the threshold, he asked casually: "Just asking, what is your relationship with that sister who seems to have a good child at first glance?"
Fu Nanhua said without hesitation: "We are in the same group for the time being, but we are not in the same group."
Song Jixin said something incomprehensible, "Then you are too sloppy in doing things, and it is not smooth at all. I have heard about the world outside, with gods, demons, and monsters, but as long as you are a practitioner, there are
To resolve grievances, shouldn’t we eliminate the roots and eliminate future troubles forever?”
The eldest son of the Fu family, after all, is a descendant of the Xian family who grew up in Old Longcheng. He is used to seeing big winds and waves. After hearing these words, his face showed no emotion.
He smiled and asked: "Is there any grudge between you two?"
The young man opened his eyes wide and pretended to be surprised: "What are you talking about?"
It seemed that he found that the man in front of him didn't believe it at all, so Song Jixin restrained the exaggerated and artificial look on his face, took the lead in taking a seat on the chair in the lobby, stretched out his hand to motion for Fu Nanhua to sit down, and then said seriously: "My neighbor and I lost our parents when we were very young.
Chen Ping'an, after being neighbors for so many years, he has never had a quarrel, believe it or not."
Fu Nanhua immediately understood the young man's hidden meaning.
The boy next door is helpless, nothing more than a duckweed with no roots.
If he dies, he dies, and no one will pursue the matter.
The young master of Old Dragon City couldn't laugh or cry, and suddenly realized that the disturbance in this alley was a bit ridiculous.
It can be said that the poor young man next door deliberately concealed the addresses of Song Jixin's master and servant, which led to an unexpected disaster, for which he would suffer and die.
Just now, this young man from the Song family, who seemed to come from a family of bells and whistles, wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, causing them to die.
One cut is not enough, another cut is needed.
Fu Nanhua couldn't help but sigh with emotion. No wonder "The Corpse" said: Although the sons of tigers and leopards have not been written down, they already have the spirit of eating cattle.
————
In the yard of Gu Can's house, the child has been locked in the inner room by his mother. The woman and the old man who calls himself "True King" are sitting opposite each other.
The old man put away the lines on his palms, criss-crossing his palms, and said with a smile: "The overall situation has been decided."
The woman asked doubtfully: "I dare to ask the immortal master what he did just now to make Chen Ping'an..."
When she said this, she noticed that the old man's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she was so frightened that she quickly shut up.
The old man looked towards the courtyard gate, gently flicked his sleeves, and brought up a breeze, whirling around the small courtyard, unable to leave. The old man then said: "The more a person of my status sets foot in this place, the more deeply he will fall into the mud."
The helpless situation of the Bodhisattva crossing the river, although it cannot be said that he is unable to save himself at the moment, but the longer it goes, the more... well, as the young man from Song Jixin said, it is called dragging one's feet, and it can only lead to the end of being full of karma.
Fortunately, that person is angry with God. Even if he has taken a big step back, he is still in danger of death and cannot escape the disaster. It is a pity that the situation that was expected to enjoy the incense of eternity has taken a turn for the worse and is terrible... Take advantage of this.
Only if I have the opportunity, can I make some plans for your son to see if I can not only end the young man's life, but also cut off the influence of some saints and immortal masters in the future, so as to avoid the worries of settling accounts in the future, so that my new disciple can
On the road to immortality in the future, with the power of wind and thunder, I will eventually turn into a dragon..."
The woman sat aside and listened intermittently, sweating profusely.
The old man smiled and asked, "Isn't it strange? Why do outsiders, who are clearly just enjoying the sunshine and drinking dew and ignoring worldly affairs, devote themselves to cultivating Taoism and practice it over and over again, but they seem to have only cultivated such a violent spirit in the city? Compared to you
This ignorant village woman with shallow eye sockets is not much better?"
The woman quickly lowered her head and said in a trembling voice: "Don't you dare think like this!"
The old man laughed it off and waited quietly for the knock on the door from Cai Jinjian of Yunxia Mountain.
On the road of spiritual practice, the techniques are boundless and the magical power is endless. There are principles, big and small, and Tao, high and low.
Cai Jinjian treats you like ants, why don't you treat her and Fu Nan like ants?
What's the point of talking to the ants under your feet?