Qingming wine, Gu Yu tea.

When you have nothing to do and sit in the teahouse to make a pot of coarse tea, talk to old friends about the old things, and temporarily forget about running around and enjoying the afternoon time, you have to sit on the bench and sell stupidity a little bit in life.

Other gods, demons, demons and monsters often sit in the cave for a hundred years.

What is a retreat?

Lao Huixian drank a bowl of tea, and seemed to have forgotten the momentum of the White Dragon Huanghuang Emperor in front of him, the old man was relatively indifferent, maybe he had put it down the moment he picked it up, and he didn't pick it up.

"Master Bai, the poor monk wants to go to the beach to make a fortune, but I don't know where to go?"

Bai Yujun, who was pouring tea, was stunned.

Tea overflow......

Notices that your fingers are particularly hot.

Stuff the mouth to cool down, and the boiling water does not burn the dragon's claws.

The owner of the tea shop and a few rough strong men were dumbfounded, swallowing saliva hard in their throats, and the passing dart rangers magically obeyed the law and did not come forward to tease, and the security of the town far exceeded that of the Beijing Division.

"Old man Huixian, you ...... What's the furthest you've ever been?"

"The farthest you've been?"

A white nodded.

Hyehyun touched his beard and pondered it carefully for a long time.

"Eighty years ago, the monkey donor and I traveled east for half a year, went to another country, and then had to return to Zhuquan Temple due to the war, which should be very close to the sea, right?"

"Are you walking?"

"No, no, no. ”

The old monk shook his head firmly.

"It's fine. ”

"There is a section of the waterway to sit on a boat, the monkey donor has good skills, and the wooden boat can withstand the wind and waves. ”

"Uh......"

Where can I go after half a year of hiking, and I still want to see the sea?

Bai Yujun himself flew day and night non-stop and couldn't see the sea for three years, at most there were a few lakes and rivers, or monstrous and wide rivers, and if he wanted to see the sea, he couldn't smell the salty smell on the day he walked into dry bones.

Pour a bowl of coarse tea for Lao Huixian, sigh with pity, and decide to take time to take them to see the sea.

"Speaking of the sea, I have traveled to a world of seas, with no land, no city-states, only a few small islands and volcanoes. ”

The steamy water of the hot bowl of tea was hazy, covering the pretty face and sight.

In a trance, I went back to that year......

The waves are huge, and the white waves set off overlapping mountains.

The giant whale waves are open, the sky, the white rain is suspended in the storm, witnessing countless huge whales playing in the waves, the special chirping sound is shaking thousands of miles, and the giant whale spreads its wings and glides to fight the storm, showing the wonder of life.

Maybe there is a Kunpeng bloodline, maybe it's just some kind of special giant beast, it doesn't matter, in short, it's amazing.

There is no human race, and there is no sea China.

Pure pristine marine world.

At that time, I was very happy, turning back into the main body dragon to manipulate the typhoon, sneaking into the tsunami-like monstrous waves, chasing flying fish, rolling down from the top of the waves, as the top sea overlord predator, all the monsters in the sea world surrendered.

really became the overlord.

Dive into the deep sea.

The submarine cliff is chiseled, and the rough dragon palace is majestic and domineering.

Unfortunately, it is now a paradise for marine life.

In the world of the sea, Bai Yujun manipulates the weather at will, storms, tornadoes, and even condenses super-large typhoon cyclones, free and easy, which is good.

When you've had enough, fly to the cold.

Break up icebergs and push mountain-like icebergs into tropical waters.

On that day, the ocean was boiling, and all kinds of sea monsters gathered around the glacier, attracting countless ordinary sea creatures, satisfying a certain dragon's mischief and playing with all kinds of tricks.

Of course, I put a lot of seawater and creatures into the world of the wrecking ball, and I didn't dare to put too much.

Afraid of upsetting the balance of the original world.

Every small world is packed with a little bit and adds up.

The hazy water vapor drifted away, and the leisurely teahouse was still in front of me.

Sip your tea.

Mortals can't see the true face clearly, Lao Huixian's eyes saw a certain white pointed ear shaking, happily wagging the dragon's tail, and taking a sip of coarse tea so happy, he secretly decided that when he returned to the temple, he didn't need to take out the best bamboo leaves to entertain him, and left it to sell for money to buy bricks and tiles in the future.

Bai Yujun remembered one thing.

"By the way, has the atmosphere in the town always been so good?"

"It's not, since the monkey donor came here to live here, the three hundred miles are all monkey donors' territory, the emperor has issued a decree to recognize, and the monkey donor is the king of Nanjun. ”

"Ahem......"

Wipe your mouth with your sleeve.

I can't continue to drink this tea, and the monkey was actually crowned king.

It is estimated that the emperor can happily drink three jars of spirits, and he is aggressive and irritable and the demon fairy is the king of the county, who dares to invade the territory and start a war? Easily stabilize the frontier is more iron than an iron bucket, and the neighboring countries will not start a war unless their heads are kicked by the donkey demon.

As for the atmosphere in the town, hehe, I'm afraid the troublemakers have all been killed, right?

Grab a handful of copper coins and throw them on the table.

"Walked away, went up the mountain, the spring water of Zhuquan Temple brewed bamboo leaves green, and suddenly it had not been tasted for many years. ”

Carrying a knife, he hurried slowly with old Hye-hyun, who was covered in patches.

Passing by a butcher shop, I bought ten catties of bacon......

Out of town.

Into the mountains.

Outside the town, the green mountains and bamboo sea are verdant and green.

A faint mist halfway up the mountainside.

Dan lips stick to the bamboo flute to play the fairy sound, who plays the flute in the water tune, cross the wooden bridge, and the farmer who leads the stubborn ploughing ox in a robe, a certain white convergence Long Wei did not let the cow jump down the river, looking at Zhuquan Mountain from afar, it is still the same.

The green bamboo is washed and cloudy, and the stone path is slippery.

In the deep mountains, a pool of ancient springs is clear and can see the bottom, bamboo spring temple, there is a bamboo spring to have a temple.

By the spring, the green spirit in green took water with a scoop, his long hair hung down, and the tips of his hair fell into the reflection, and he was suddenly stunned, and saw the white clothes in the reflection.

"Sister......

hurriedly got up and rushed over happily, Bai Yujun smiled happily and caught it.

"Silly girl, it's only been three hundred years apart, you should pay attention to the image to be reserved, the master is still there, how embarrassing is it to wipe the tears of the demon fairy. ”

Compared to a certain Bai, Qingling is a pure snake demon fairy.

Weak and boneless, lazy, but lively and lovely, smart and eccentric.

Qing Ling hugged Bai Yujun tightly.

Pouty complained.

"Sister...... Since you turned into a dragon, you have rarely been as free in the world as before, and the ending of becoming a god is like this, is it worth it?"

"Alas......"

Speechless, only a sigh of helplessness.

Is it worth it for me to get away with everything and get bogged down in everything? I may never find the answer.

Let's go back to Zhuquan Temple together.

The sound of chiseling wood echoed in the forest, and Lao Huixian said that the monkey had learned carpentry work at the foot of the mountain, and was repairing the temple and breaking the door.

It's normal that if the wild monkeys on the mountain don't know the trees, jumping around won't break the branches and fall to their deaths.

The small stone helped to lay his hands, and the green stubble and bald head were all sweaty.

The snake demon boy patrols the mountains to protect the Bamboo Spring Temple.

Iron ball rubbed a 10,000-year-old tomb mural, is reading the classics to crack the mural secrets, as the saying goes, whether tomb robbery or archaeology is a traditional person, all kinds of ancient things are well understood.

Old temple in the bamboo forest.

Except for Hye-hyun, there is no human being, and the small stone is half a half.

But there is no trace of demonic spirit.

Because there are real monks who live in seclusion here.

Stone road in front of the temple.

Bai Yujun looked at the crumbling temple gate and sighed.

"This is the life of a fairy......"

Hanshan Wild Temple is rare to laugh, monkeys covered with monkey hair sticky with sawdust are happy to somersault, iron balls can circle vigorously, small stones touch their bald heads and giggle, snake demon boys hold knives and rarely smile, monsters have a happy party, the way is mainly to eat, either eat people or eat.

Boil water, cook, bacon has a strong fragrance, dig a jar to bury three-hundred-year-old wine.

Candlelight warm yellow.

Hye-hyun's old face was full of smiles, and the house was full of excitement.