Chang Sihao looked at Li Shuangji unconscious. Life is in danger. How can you still listen to these children? saw that Haimo also nodded. said: "His injury is not light. You drifted at sea for a few more days. I'm afraid that it will be delayed any longer. He couldn't hold it anymore. Let's go find the immortals. Chang Sihao knew that her sister was confused. As a sister, you don't have to talk nonsense. He asked, "You say this god." What it looks like. ”

Haimo said, "I haven't been sick. I don't know. But the villagers said it didn't matter what the disease was. Just go and worship Him. The gods rewarded the medicine. Just eat it. ”

Chang Sihao was quite puzzled: "The immortal theory is ethereal. If only there was a doctor with great medical skills who lived in seclusion here. That's great. "At this time, if there is a glimmer of hope, we must also strive for it. Even if there are really some demons and monsters. Inevitably, I also asked for it. At that moment, he carried Li Shuangji on his back. Say goodbye to the village chief. Went out of the village with the two sisters.

Both the sea foam and the waves set off with a bulging backpack. Chang Si Hao is dry food. Didn't ask much. The trio made their way west. Climb over two mountain beams. I saw a bay arc in front of the right. The shore is rocky and cliffy. The weather is magnificent. It's time for high tide. The sea is full of waves. Turbidity waves hit the sky. Flocks of waterfowl flutter their wings and scream. Reverberating with the sound of the tide. Although it is far apart. It's still breathtaking. Remembering the shipwreck at sea. Chang Sihao still had palpitations. He said, "All this in front of me. It is the same as the eldest grandson in the poem, 'the angry sea and the sky are Lingyunxie. Turbid waves fly. The situation of pointing out the West Wind is almost there. I thought the Yellow River was the most remarkable. If you don't see it with your own eyes. How can you imagine that there really is such a vast wonder in the world? ”

Foam and waves are used to walking on mountain roads. Swift footsteps. Chang Sihao is fortunate to have kung fu. Although carrying a person. It's still easy to keep up. It's not too late. The three of them climbed up the mountainside through a block of stone steps. A small bridge appeared in front of me. Haimo said: "We walked through the hundred-year-old step just now. In front of me is Dengxian Bridge. After crossing the bridge. Ahead is Wonderland. "That's when it happened. Suddenly two people flashed across the bridge to block the way. The leader shouted solemnly: "Who dares to trespass on the fairy world." ”

Chang Sihao almost laughed out loud. Look, both of them have big ears. Three locks of ink hair. Like a pair of twin brothers. Although he was wearing a pale cyan Taoist robe, he was wearing a fairy robe. There are two points of dusting. But the mouth is violent. Where is it like a fairy. But I came to ask others to save people. It's hard to say something overdone. He said politely: "We are from a small seaside village. I want to ask the gods to save people. [Xianmo: Don't say please doctor. And say please the gods. It's along with the other party. It's also a sarcastic joke. If only the two of them were not so stubborn. Xiao Chang will not say this. 】”

The man at the head looked at him on his back. His brows furrowed slightly: "You savages don't care. There was a headache and brain fever that disturbed Shizun's Qing Xiu. ”

Haimo knelt down on her knees and worshipped reverently: "We also know that we have caused a lot of trouble to the immortals. If it is a common minor illness. It's all quite quite strong in the village. Don't dare to come and disturb. But this man was poisoned. I saw that I was going to die. Please be gracious. Let us go and meet the gods. As he spoke, he untied his rucksack and opened it. Filled with fresh seashells. It's all about picking a big one. The waves are also well-behaved, kneeling and kowtowing. It's not half naughty.

The man said angrily, "Who is scarce of your stinky fish and rotten shellfish?" Go back early. Go further. You're welcome. ”

Chang Sihao took a look at his attitude. The heart fire also arched. One is that he is afraid of delaying Shuangji's illness [Xianmo: It turned out to be just a tool and a servant. Now they are brothers. So I became more and more concerned. 】。 The second looks like this. The people of the seaside village worship that "fairy" like a celestial person. Don't dare to disobey in the halfway. These two janitors don't heal people. But here he holds chicken feathers as arrows. I don't know how many people seek medical treatment for their sadness. It just doesn't make sense. At the moment, Li Shuangji changed his shoulders. Free your right hand and press it on the hilt of the sword. Just stride up the bridge.

The two of them were startled when they saw his posture. It seems that there hasn't been such a thing in years. The man at the head said: "You dare to break in." ”

Chang Sihao said: "This mountain is the land of the Ming Dynasty. It's not your family. I want to go up the mountain and see the scenery. ”

The man pointed at the halberd and shouted, "Maniac." This immortal family's cave is blessed. But you can't go wild. [Xianmo: Taoism has ten major caves, thirty-six small caves, and seventy-two blessed lands. It's all on earth. It can be known that the world is a fairyland. Wonderland is occupied by such people. How the world is a god. (Tourist Bureau: Less nonsense.) If you want to be a fairy, buy a ticket first. ）】

Chang Sihao coldly looked away. A look of contempt. Stride forward. The other party saw him like this. Eyebrows erect. With a flick of the body and shot forward. One palm raised. Split towards the top of Chang Sihao's head. The two sisters, Haimo and Langhua, turned pale with fright when they saw this situation. Quickly shrink your head and knock on the ground.

Chang Sihao saw his palm approaching. The moment when it is about to touch the right shoulder. Sink your hips slightly. The hind foot kicked the ground violently. Leaning forward. Instantly snatched into the middle door of this man. At the same time, press the sword with your right hand and draw it. Use the hilt of your sword to push against the opponent's ribs.

The man didn't expect him to do this. Hurriedly shrank his spine. Switch your hands to claws and chop down. Buckle Chang Sihao's arms and wrists.

This change of trick is quite quick. It also surprised Chang Sihao. I don't want this poor mountain to be in the wilderness. There are actually such masters [Xianmo: There are masters among foreign clans. How can there be no master in the mountains and fields]. He was carrying a Li Shuangji on his left shoulder. It's inconvenient to move. Now let's fight hard. At the same time as the other party's fingers and claws are next to each other. A "hmm" in his nostrils. Take the pile and shake the spine. A blow of strength leaked through the middle of the shoulder.

I only heard the sound of "Gelong" on the bridge. Sand and gravel came down one after another. The man's cyan robe fluttered like a butterfly. The volley was knocked seven or eight steps away. Feet in shape. Shaking his hand and shocked: "You are a ...... of internal strength"

Chang Sihao also felt a sharp pain in his arm. I looked down and saw that a piece of my sleeve had been torn off. I thought that this guy is so strong. If it weren't for me, I would have worked hard. It's not just about suffering from flesh and skin. However, this time I also tried to get to the bottom of it. After letting go of Li Shuangji with his own skills. It may not be difficult to deal with him. If it were his companions, he would be so powerful. I'm afraid that this bridge is not easy to break.

That's when it happened. I heard a voice coming up from under the bridge: "Oops." Which one is so naughty. Kicking dirt under the bridge. ”

Several people looked down under the bridge at the same time. I saw a handsome old monk cranking a banana fan at the bottom of the green mountain stream. Walk along the dry stone river. Looking up with a smile. The silver-white beard under the jaw is fluttering like a fan. Liang Jingjing is afraid that it will be three feet long [Xianmo: It's still potato flour. Sweet potato powder isn't so bright. laughs]. Chang Sihao thought to himself: "This old monk is good-looking. It is said that people's old skin is decaying. But he grew his hair. I'm afraid it's not inferior to You Shengxian. It seems that there is still a vigorous aura between the mountains and fields. It nourishes the body and mind. [Xianmo: On the top of Heng Mountain, there was a thought of dust. Here is envy again. It can be seen that Xiaochang also yearns for the old dead mountain forest. It's just that what I want to do is not done. is not willing to die of old age. At this time, the two people guarding the bridge on the other side saluted the bridge with a respectful face: "It turns out that your old man has arrived." Chang Sihao was stunned: "Why are they so respectful." Could it be that this monk is a 'god'? ”

I saw the handsome old monk smile and said, "This bridge is not a small year. It's not easy to repair if it collapses. "When I said these words. Flying on tiptoe. Two scurrimmed on the protruding stones on the side of the cliff. Float down to the bridge. The three-foot white whiskers fall as soon as they are unfurled. There was still a smile on his face. There was no effort at all. Chang Sihao was dumbfounded. Glancing at the depth of the stream again. I thought if it was me. If you want to jump up, you have to change your strength at least five or six times. This old monk's light skills are really remarkable.

The handsome old monk saw Li Shuangji on his back. Slightly stunned. He came over and looked at the sick limb. Surprised, he said, "Huh." Isn't this the sting of the 'wind'? ”

Chang Sihao nodded and said, "Exactly." The master has a way to heal him. ”

The handsome old monk said: "With the old man's medical way." I'm afraid it won't work. But. My old fellow must have a way. [Xianmo: The wonder lies in the fairy-like characters. It's just not a fairy. Chapter capture so. It's heart-wrenching. Fang is scratched to the subtlety. Hey. His poison has gone deep. Why don't you go up the mountain yet? ”

Chang Sihao handed his eyes forward. The bridge keeper was a little embarrassed: "Divine monk." Master, his old man has been in a bad mood these days [Xianmo: The magic is that the gods also have emotions. In a word, fall into the clouds]. Therefore I will wait ......," the handsome old monk interrupted, "Alas. Human lives matter. Let's go. He patted the banana fan on the back of the usual Sihao: "What are you stunned about." Walk. I'll tell him when I get there. ”

Chang Sihao nodded happily and walked inside. The sea foam and the waves looked at it in shock, not daring to move. was also chased by the handsome old monk with a smile and a fan. The two bridge keepers looked at each other. are a little helpless. After discussion, one was left to continue to guard the bridge. The other copied the past and walked in front to lead the way.

The group went deeper into the mountains. After a while, the clouds passed by. The scenery has become more magnificent and tranquil. Chang Sihao thought to himself: "It is said that there is a Qionglou Yuyu in the sky. But that place was too high. Fumiya Hirohan. It may not be as warm as it is here. To be able to live in such a place. Not immortals. But it's better than a fairy. "At first, I still had the heart to look left and right. But the trail is getting steeper. He was worried that there would be a mistake and threw Shuangji down. He kept an eye on his step. Don't dare to look any further. Another ride. Up to a gentle place. I saw that the bridge keeper stopped. He turned back to the old monk and said, "Come to your old Dharma and descend to the light." It should be directly admitted to the cave. But Master is really in a bad mood these days. I was told not to let anyone in. Let's go in and make a report. Go for a formality. Hope for the god monk Haihan. ”

The handsome old monk said, "Then you have to be faster." The old man waited. I'm afraid the patient can't wait. ”

The bridge keeper nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes." "A salute. Walk towards a huge cliff in the distance.

Chang Sihao looked at the huge cliff with a line of large characters carved vertically like a cane [Xianmo: It is a vertical carving. Columns should be used. However, it is said in a column of large characters. Somehow awkward to read. 】。 On the book: "My life is up to me, not to the sky" [Xianmo: Daomen's long-cherished wish for eternity. The doctor talks about Shuntian. Taoism is against the sky. 】。 The font is majestic. I couldn't help but be secretly surprised. At this time. Behind the cliff came out a Taoist aunt. Facing the bridge keeper. Dao Gu said: "Huh." Brother. How did you get up the mountain? The bridge keeper lowered his voice and spoke. Halfway through, he reached out and pointed back. The Dao Gu shook her hand and turned her face and said, "How can it be done." The master said that if you don't see the guest, you won't see it. The bridge keeper hurriedly pulled her behind the cliff.

Chang Sihao was very familiar with what that aunt said. But the two are far apart. There are also bridge guards blocking it, and it is not real. Mind spinning. I suddenly thought about it. I shouted in my heart, "Huh." Be...... It's Myoto. How could she be here......"

That's when it happened. The bridge keeper turned back from behind the cliff. With an unnatural smile on his face, he said, "Divine monk." Cough. This. How to say it. Master, his old man is really ......"

The handsome old monk laughed. Gently shake the banana fan. Zhensheng said: "What." This old thing has really become an immortal. Even old friends are gone. "The voice is loud. The vibrations spread among the rocks.

The face of the bridge keeper was extremely embarrassed. I don't know what to do with my hands rubbing. A moment later. Miao Feng carried a tray containing a pen and ink inkstone on the edge of the stone cliff. Approached a few people. Meet Chang Sihao. was also stunned. "Why are you here?" he asked. [Xianmo: I must have seen it just now. But one is far away. The second is that Xiao often wears fishermen's clothes. The three bridge guards must say that the fishermen from the small village come to seek medical treatment. So don't look closely. Therefore, it was not recognized. 】

Chang Sihao smiled bitterly: "It's a long story. "When she thought about the Chinese New Year, she said she wanted to go back to Hainan. Is it here. Is it Hainan Island? Then this immortal is ......

Miao Feng calmed down. Place the tray on the boulder next to it. Turning to the handsome old monk, he bowed deeply: "Divine monk." Shizun is writing a lyric these days. But only the first half of the que. The second half of the meditation was painful. So far, it has not been able to get it. He swore an oath with himself. If you can't write it. Neither eats. Not to mention the guests. We've been worrying about this for days. Just now, Master heard you coming in the cave. It's time to come out and see you. But it was in the way of the oath. There is no way. The master asked me to show this upper half of the que, to the monks. If you can renew the upper and lower halves for him. Then we'll see you. If it can't be continued. He also invited the monks to rest in the other courtyard. The master will continue to refer to it. ”

The handsome old monk smiled: "This old Wu." It's the older you get. The more you become a child. How can I still bet on myself for the first lyrics. I'll take a look. ”

Miaofeng turned around and picked up a piece of paper from the tray. Respectfully passed it with both hands.

The handsome old monk unfolded the paper and looked at it. His face changed suddenly. Breathing as if choked for a long time. Half an hour later. Then he took a breath and said slowly: "I see." I see. Yes, yes, yes. With the vision of the first person in the Taoist sect in the past thousand years. This is the only thing in the world. What could have made him so concerned? [Xian Mo: Extremely write about the modality and don't talk about the content. Habitual writing is hateful. Think of the poem "Angry Sea and Flat Sky". The whole first part is not touched. It is not explained until the second part. Still unfinished. Dripping and stretching. Slow permeation and slow penetration. Both the expression of the background. And with a heart. I write a situation. Hidden mechanism. Dashu Zhihuai. It is also an accusation. "Washed Yunhua" poem. Half-hidden, half-visible. It's more like a fungus in a pile of seaweed. Vague. and this comparison. In the Red Mansion, the sentence "jade belt hangs in the forest (Lin Daiyu), and the golden hairpin is buried in the snow (Xue Baochai)". It's just plain language. 】