Looking at the birds around him, Xu Yan was stunned for a moment and then became puzzled. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not that the birds can't fly, but they can't, because they are all packed in fishing nets, one by one, and there are thousands of them.

Who's catching birds?

There is still some distance from Linshan Town, but it is not far away, the people of Linshan Town do have people to catch birds, are to catch some parrots that can learn to speak, etc., after training, go to the big town to sell at a good price, but the birds in the fishing nets are all over the place, not only there are sparrows and orioles, but also some geese and the like.

Looking at the fishing net, Xu Yan knew that this was the prey caught by others, so he didn't pay much attention to it, bypassed the fishing net and went down the mountain, and soon after joining Tie Zhu and others, he returned to Linshan Town.

It's really not good to kill, Taoism pays attention to pure heart and few desires, but the Taoist priests in Xiaoshan Town don't pay so much attention, at least Xu Yan eats meat, and it can't be difficult for people to catch the prey, you release it, those birds are alive, who knows if the bird catchers will starve to death, isn't this harmful.

Xu Yan didn't like the harmful things, although he was a little sympathetic to those birds, but he was forgotten when he returned to Linshan Town.

After a day and a night of delay in entering the mountains, the families of the teenagers were very anxious, and after hearing that the boy named Ngawang was bitten to death by a wolf, Ngawang's family immediately wept bitterly.

In these days, human life is not valuable, especially for children from poor families, and the family members are sad, but they will not despair, because most families have more than one child.

He Tiezhu and others comforted Awang's family, Xu Yan said goodbye to his partners and walked towards Chengyunguan.

Xu Yan often goes into the mountain, the old Taoist priest has been accustomed to it, just a day, not too worried, Xu Yan touched the wild ginseng in his arms, the mood got better again, when he saw that the door of the Taoist temple was gone, black and white impermanence, even more happy, rushed into the cloud temple.

"Taoism is pure, don't break in!"

As soon as he entered the door, Xu Yan heard an unfamiliar cold word, and then was stopped by a tall figure, it was a sturdy middle-aged Taoist priest with a scar on the corner of his forehead, and he looked unrecognizable.

Stopped outside the door, Xu Yan scratched his head and took a few steps back, looked up at the three big characters of Chengyunguan, and said in his heart that he was not wrong.

There are only two Taoist priests in Chengyunguan, when will there be one more?

"Ahem, ahem...... That's a poor disciple. ”

Xu Daoyuan's weak voice came from the side, and the old Taoist priest came closer, and joked with the tall Taoist priest, saying: "The bad guy likes to play, and sometimes he doesn't return for a few days, and he laughs." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a master disciple. ”

The Taoist priest with a scar on his face looked at Xu Yan, and his words were polite, but there was always a sense of yin in his eyes, and he looked Xu Yan up and down for a long time before nodding and leaving.

"Master, is there a Taoist priest who has come to place an order?" Xu Yan blinked his eyes and asked curiously, while the old Taoist priest shook his head slightly, and walked back to his residence in silence, his steps were a little vain, and Xu Yan followed.

Along the way, Xu Yan found that there was not one more Taoist priest in the Taoist temple, but an additional group of Taoist priests, there were forty or fifty people, all gathered in the main hall, and they didn't know what they were discussing.

When the master and apprentice returned to their quarters in the backyard, the old Taoist priest coughed twice before he spoke: "They are too puritan. ”

"Too Puritan?" Xu Yan was stunned, then thought about it, and said in surprise: "Could it be the first-class sect in the country, known as the head of the decent sect, Taiqingjiao!"

Speaking of the sect, Xu Yan looked very novel, and waved his fist.

He doesn't know too much about sectarian things, but he has heard of the allusions to the prevalence of martial arts today, as well as the legends of people in the rivers and lakes punishing evil and promoting good, and there are even some heroes who rob the rich and help the poor.

The place where the fish swim is called the rivers and lakes, and the place where the grievances are entangled, is called the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are not quiet, Xu Yan has only heard some rumors, what he doesn't know is the bloody rain in the rivers and lakes.

"The head of decency?" ......the old Taoist priest seemed to want to laugh, but his weak body let out a cough like a broken bellows, and he gasped for a long time before saying: "Who can tell the difference between good and evil." ”

"I heard that those martial arts people are extraordinary, self-proclaimed martial artists, and they are in charge of fighting grievances, Master, are the rivers and lakes very interesting? Are those people in the rivers and lakes considered cultivators?"

"Whether the rivers and lakes are interesting or not, you will know as soon as you enter. The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Martial artist, you can't be considered a cultivator, unless you ...... cough cough cough ......"

The old Taoist priest coughed violently again, Xu Yan hurriedly patted the master's back, and then he became quiet, no longer asked, took out the wild ginseng from his arms, and said, "This time I have gained a lot from entering the mountain! Master, you wait, I'll boil ginseng." ”

"No need. The old Taoist priest waved his hand to stop Xu Yan's footsteps, his eyes were dim, and he said weakly: "I want to take a break, that ginseng, keep it first." ”

Xu Yan, who walked to the door, was silent for a long time with his back to the old Taoist, and finally nodded lightly, without making a sound, he took a few steps out, and the moment he stepped out of the door, something flowed from the corner of his eye.

Behind him, the old Taoist priest whispered as if he was talking to himself: "Who has not died in life since ancient times, idiot, idiot......"

Xu Daoyuan was indeed dying, Xu Yan, who was standing behind him just now and patted him on the back, clearly saw that a piece of red appeared on the hand where the master covered his mouth, and Xu Daoyuan, who was dying, did not want to waste a wild ginseng, because he knew that the limit was just in the past few days.

Next to the vegetable field, outside the pigsty, the little Taoist priest with a crescent moon on his head sat there alone, not knowing what he was thinking, and his delicate eyebrows were full of reluctance and sadness.

"Xiao Hei, I met a very powerful demon wolf today, and later I met a very big spider......"

Xu Yan, who was sitting outside the pigsty, whispered to the little black pig about the strange experience of entering the mountain, the old Taoist priest had fallen asleep, Xu Yan didn't want to disturb the master's rest, so he had to come to the little black pig to talk, but in the end, the little Taoist priest choked up a little, leaned his head against the fence of the pigsty, and whispered: "Master, he, he is leaving......"

In fact, six years ago, the old Taoist priest should have passed away, it was a wild ginseng, hanging Xu Daoyuan's life, six years later, the nourishment of mountain ginseng was useless for Xu Daoyuan, who had already exhausted his vitality.

Purr, purr.

Through the fence, the little black pig poked out its long nose and offered Xu Yan affectionately, as if begging for food and comforting him......

The sky is full of stars, a crescent moon hangs upside down in the sky, and on the comfortable earth, there are constantly staging a parting of life and death, life and death are like smoke, and so is reincarnation, and this huge world is like a huge cage, trapped countless birds of all kinds, some of which are like beasts, and some of them are like people.

Trapped birds can't fly out of the cage, and they can't change their fate.

For the first time, the young Xu Yan felt the preciousness and hardship of life, and the birds trapped in the fishing nets in the mountains and fields became Xu Yan's nightmare for a night, and the real nightmare will officially start from dawn.