Chapter 25 Shudao Mountain, a famous mountain in Sichuan
"Yang Gui! Zhang Sanfeng! Get out of here!"
On the top of Mount Emei, a huge roar echoed endlessly, and even the harsh mountain wind of Shu Mountain could not dissipate it.
Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng came to Guo Xiang obediently.
"How old are you two? Let me ask you how old you are!"
Ever since the two of them went to Mount Emei, Guo Xiang felt that her blood pressure had risen several degrees in the past year. The two of them went up the mountain to hunt birds and fish in the river every day, causing a lot of trouble in Mount Emei.
She is already several decades old, but she plays like two kids every day, so Guo Xiang has to keep cleaning up the mess behind the two older kids.
However, Yang Gui still looked very proud and said, "Men are always children who will never grow up, and we must protect their innocence."
At that time, Guo Xiang was asked to bring a set of golden-top cotton palms, which made Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng run away with their heads in their arms.
But it is obvious that Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng are both people who care about food rather than fighting, and they did not give up causing trouble at all because of Guo Xiang's force.
"What's wrong, aunt, can you eat?" Yang Gui held a rag doll in his hand and tortured it back and forth.
"While we are still eating, let me ask you, what happened to the doll in your hand? Xiao Fengling is only five years old, why are you robbing the little girl of her doll?" Guo Xiang asked angrily.
Fengling was a child that Guo Xiang picked up at the door of an abandoned nunnery when he went down the mountain to buy supplies this year. The child had no name, he only knew that he was called Daya. He didn't know that the nun in the nunnery had broken the precepts and couldn't hide it.
Those who were thrown out were thrown at the door of the nunnery by the farmers down the mountain who couldn't afford to raise their girls.
In this era, anything is possible, and human life is as cheap as grass.
In the original timeline, Guo Xiang was supposed to become a monk this year, but now that Yang Gui is here, Yang Gui will definitely not let her do this. But Guo Xiang is disheartened and has a firm heart to the Buddha.
Gui tried his best to get her to agree not to become a nun, but to be a layman at home and worship the Buddha.
Guo Xiang said that although she was not a monk, she could still be considered a Buddhist. Since she was a child picked up at the door of a nunnery, she should treat her as a monk and give her a Dharma name.
So without saying a word, the words "Fengling" were placed on little girl An's head.
At that time, Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng had facial cramps and gritted their teeth.
"Is your Dharma name consistent with Buddhist principles?" Yang Gui asked, but was knocked back more than 400 meters by Guo Xiang's Nine-Layered Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. After that, no one dared to ask about it again.<
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But from then on, Xiao Fengling became a big toy for two unscrupulous men.
These two shameless people usually take pleasure in bullying children. If they don't make Fengling cry three or five times a day, they will never survive the day.
It was the same today, Fengling went to Guo Xiang to complain in tears.
"Hey, Auntie, you're not right." Yang Gui faced Guo Xiang's question with a righteous look on his face, "I'm helping Xiao Fengling train Qing Gong. At such a young age, I need to have a good foundation in Qing Gong, otherwise I'll meet you in the future.
If the person I like wants to enter the swamp, he has to tie branches to his feet, so the price will drop..."
"Oops!"
The cold light of Yitian Sword flashed, and Yang Gui was so frightened that she no longer dared to tease her about what happened between her father and her back then.
"What about you? What's the matter with you?" Guo Xiang pointed the Heavenly Sword at Zhang Sanfeng, who was surrounded by the old god, "Brother Junbao, I thought you were an honest person. You became more calm after becoming a monk. Why...how do you follow the rules...
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Yang Gui interrupted from the side: "Call your full name!"
"Shut up!"
"Okay!"
Guo Xiang was interrupted by Yang Gui mid-sentence and could not continue, but the meaning was expressed.
"Can this be blamed on poor people?"
Zhang San had a plump face and an innocent face, "It was Xiao Fengling who wanted to argue with Pindao about Buddhism, so Pindao argued with her. Later she couldn't argue with me, so I said you should just become a Buddhist monk with Pindao. That's not a good idea.
Live and die beautifully."
"Huh, Xiao Fengling has always lived with me. He is very strong. He will not complain to me just because of this setback. What did you do to him later?" Guo Xiang didn't believe it. She already knew that Zhang Sanfeng had such thick eyebrows.
Looking at Honesty with big eyes, Yang Gui has actually led him to bad things.
"Xiao Fengling said she is not a Taoist nun. There are masters like her master in Buddhism. What kind of powerful Taoist women are there?" Zhang Sanfeng spread his hands, "That poor Taoist is just a Taoist priest in the mountains. How can I know about famous Taoist nuns?"
It is said that Yang Gui’s uncle Chi Lian Fairy Li Mochou..."
"Then can she stop crying!"
Guo Xiang felt like her head was burning. "You two are not allowed to eat at noon. Go to the cliff and spend the afternoon thinking about it!"
"Ah~ I can't do it..."
Yang Guilai chirped unhappily, "I agreed with Lao Zhang to go find monkeys to play in the afternoon. I want to see whether the apes in Sichuan are more powerful in swordsmanship or the Dugu Nine Swordsmen..."
"Go quickly! Shudao Mountain! Huh..."
Guo Xiang had stayed in Shuzhong for many years and was able to use this famous mountain freely.
As soon as they counted a number, Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng rolled over with their heads in their hands.
"Look, I just said you can't associate with Sichuan people!"
Yang Gui also whispered to Zhang Sanfeng, "Now she scolds me without even changing my title. She just calls me by my name."
"Hey, why don't we go back to Wudang Mountain? What do you mean by that? Distance creates beauty!"
Even Wudang Boiling Sheep is homesick.
"Okay, I'll go tell her tomorrow." Yang Gui nodded, "The wind outside has probably calmed down."
"Why don't you go today?" Zhang Sanfeng said in surprise: "It's only noon."
"Nonsense, why don't you face the wall?" Yang Gui shrunk his head and sat upright. Guo Xiang glanced over and saw Zhang Sanfeng with his mouth wide open and his face dull.
"Zhang Sanfeng!"
Yitian Sword was filmed like a big iron movie.
"Oops..."
The great Taoist master was beaten up by a Buddhist monk.
The next day.
"Get out of here, I'll get annoyed when I see you."
Facing the farewells of Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng, Guo Xiang looked impatient.
But in fact, she was quite reluctant to say goodbye. In today's world, if we say goodbye today, we may not be able to see each other again in this life. But she also knows that her two little brothers are both dragons and phoenixes among men, heroes and heroes, and they have their own
If you want to start a career, it is impossible for you and the three of you to stay on Mount Emei for the rest of your life.
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Even she herself has to put up a brand of Mount Emei.
"Auntie, say goodbye!"
Yang Gui's face was complicated, and he reached out to hold Guo Xiang's delicate body in his arms. With Guo Xiang's skill, he wanted to hide away, but in the end he did not hide and allowed Yang Gui to hold him.
"It's really the fault of you and your son." Guo Xiang shook her head and rested her head on Yang Gui's chest, "When you see your father, say hello to me."
"Well, please take care of yourself."
Yang Gui didn't know what he was thinking, so he hugged her up, then let go, and went down the mountain without looking back.
Guo Xiang didn't even look at Yang Gui who was coming down the mountain. She took Xiao Fengling's hand and turned back.
Zhang Sanfeng stood there dumbfounded.
"No, what about me? I can hug you too!"
Laughing to death, Boishangyang still wants to be treated like Pleasant Goat. It’s a dream.
What's more, in the relationship between these people, Yang Guo is the only happy goat, and Yang Gui is a lazy goat at best.
After going down the mountain, it turned out that Huang Shang's understanding back then was correct. Time is the strongest force in the world, and nothing can withstand time.
Kublai Khan almost died outside the capital city. Although it was serious, the Yuan Dynasty was a unified dynasty after all. Every day when Kublai Khan opened his eyes, the people needed to eat, the army needed to be paid, and the civil servants needed to fight for power and profit. It was impossible to die in a hurry.
Every day, all year round, the entire country sent troops to hunt for Yang Gui.
They only conducted a brief interrogation along the way and let them pass. Not to mention that the portraits of this era didn't look alike at all, even if they did, Yang Gui still had money in his hand.
The God of Wealth clears the way, and the journey is smooth.
Soon after, the two came to Wudang Mountain.
In the first few days, Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng happily enjoyed their freedom and the good days without the oppression of women.
But after more than ten days, Yang Gui felt bored. He didn't expect that in the 21st century, the incident of going to a friend's house full of joy, only to lie on the sofa and play with his mobile phone all day could actually happen in this era. p>
"Old Zhang, don't you think it would be nice to have a woman at home?" Yang Gui was bored. He lived in a thatched house on the top of Wudang Mountain and had the standard of a boys' dormitory. He was slovenly and had dirty clothes and smelly socks thrown around.
Zhang Sanfeng was already called "the sloppy Taoist", and his hair was oilier than Snape's. It's a shame he wasn't bald.
Although Yang Gui is better, he still looks like a tramp.
But Yang Gui doesn't stand or sit down, and he likes to lie crookedly at all times. This is not as good as Zhang Sanfeng, who always sits upright and meditates.
Zhang Sanfeng was holding a roasted chicken in his hand and tearing off the drumsticks, but just such an action made him act like he was sitting upright and meditating. He was concentrating on the drumsticks and pretended not to hear.
Nonsense, you think I don’t want to? But the question is, apart from Miss Guo, who does Mr. Dao like nowadays?
"Hey, it seems like the time has come recently."
Yang Gui suddenly seemed to be hit by something, turned over and sat up, "Old Zhang, are you going to my father's 60th birthday?"
"Senior Yang, it's really been a long time since I last saw you."
Zhang Sanfeng slowly tore the drumsticks apart and couldn't help but sigh: "Back in Huashan, I was fortunate to have the help of senior Yang who taught me three moves, so that I could catch the villain and not lose my reputation as a master."
"Hey, don't just talk nonsense, give me a bite of the roast chicken." Yang Gui was impatient and would go as often as he wanted. There was so much nonsense.
Zhang Sanfeng shoveled a chicken leg into Yang Gui's mouth, stuffing it all over Yang Gui's mouth, and almost dislocating his jaw. "Since I have the honor to pay homage to Senior Yang on his birthday, it is my honor. What birthday gifts should I bring?" p>
"Birthday gift, my father has the most say in this matter."
Yang Gui finally swallowed the chicken legs in his mouth. He was angry at Zhang Sanfeng's behavior and deliberately provoked him: "If you do this, you first blow up the Tatar granary, then kill five hundred Tatars, cut off their ears and bring them over, and then kill the dragon."
The knife was snatched from the Tatar's hand and presented to my father, so that's it. It would be better to set off some fireworks and sing a show or something."
"Oh shit!"
When Zhang Sanfeng heard Yang Gui asking him to repeat Yang Guo's tricks for Guo Xiang's birthday, he stood up with anger and shouted "Cang Lang Lang", stretched out his Zhenwu sword and pointed it at Yang Gui, "You want to test whether my sword is sharp?"
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"Hmph, my sword is not bad at all!"
Yang Gui also handed over Dugu Qiufei's four-foot green front.
Zhang Sanfeng's swordsmanship, before he created the Tai Chi sword when he was more than 100 years old, was definitely not as good as that of Yang Gui, who had practiced Dugu Nine Swords. What's more, Dugu Qiufei's sword is also a trick, one foot longer than other people's swords.
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So when the Zhenwu sword was still an inch away from Yang Gui, Yang Gui's sword was already pressed against Zhang Sanfeng's throat.
"Okay, old turtle, you want to play like this, right? Real sword power, open!"
Zhang Sanfeng turned on the special effects, stepped on turtles and snakes, had disheveled hair, and cosplayed as Emperor Zhenwu.
"You still dare to call me old turtle? You can't see such a big turtle under your feet, can you? If I were a turtle, then you would be an old bastard!" Yang Gui was obviously dissatisfied. You call me such a big turtle?
"Old turtle!"
"Old bastard!"
The two of them were fighting and arguing, and it took a long time before they calmed down.
Yang Gui said: "If you ask me, don't prepare any birthday gifts. Just cut a dozen pounds of meat and go up the mountain before it comes. My father has already said that he is sixty..."
As Yang Gui spoke, his expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen something extremely bad, and became ugly and terrifying.
"Old Yang, Old Yang, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Sanfeng was frightened when he saw Yang Gui's face. When he failed to assassinate Kublai Khan, was seriously injured and was about to die, his face had never been this bad. p>
But Yang Gui didn't respond to him and suddenly jumped off the cliff.
"Hey, Lao Yang!"
Zhang Sanfeng watched as Yang Gui jumped off the cliff using the same physical skills he had used to chase him to escape, and rushed forward with all his strength. The speed of running was far faster than anything he had ever seen.
"Lao Yang, Lao Yang!" Zhang Sanfeng could only risk the danger and use a ladder to jump off the cliff to chase him down. But when Zhang Sanfeng jumped off the cliff, he found that Yang Gui's figure was only a small black dot. He could only fight
He tried his best to continue chasing, and asked questions: