The branches of the trees shook softly, the birds chirped, and it was early in the morning on a sunny day.

Two days passed in a daze, and nothing was learned. As if he had gained something, a spirit beast suddenly appeared in his mind, vividly, and every time he wanted to capture it, he disappeared without a trace. I can't ask for it, I can't think about it, I can't explain it clearly, this is called ignorance, the ignorance of a young man, this is the price-

The price of growth.

Daoist Fang lay on the bed, bored for a while.

Sleep until you wake up naturally, you have slept enough, and the injury does not hurt anymore, but it feels slightly itchy.

Skin trauma, no major problem, just got out of bed to wash, except for the soreness of the hands and feet, everything is as usual.

Just some, lonely.

Boss Fang doesn't like this feeling, he doesn't like to be alone, he doesn't like being lonely, he doesn't like being lonely.

How nice is that? Wouldn't it be better if there were a sea of people and a lot of noise? There are only mountains full of stones and trees, pavilions and pavilions are cold, and there are rules and precepts. The old Taoist has a straight face, and the small road is also fooling around, it is still too bitter to say that his life is too hard, why should he be a miscellaneous child if he has nothing to do? Daoist Fang regretted it. After repenting, he scolded Xue who was coaxed and sent to him, and then scolded a certain palm teacher who was accepted by the dead beggar Bailai, and finally scolded Lu Laodao, who had no skin and no face, and scolded him a few times, and by the way, he scolded the people who knew and didn't know him up and down in the mountains.

After scolding, continue to be in a daze.

It's not fun, it's not fun at all. In addition to the bedding on the bed is the pillow, and in front of the eyes there is no room for people except for the table and stool on the wall, and there is no human spirit inside and out. At that time, life was beautiful, it didn't matter if you had more or less food, the most important thing in life was -

Happy!

It's better to leave? Daoist Fang, no, it was Boss Fang who frowned, seriously considering his own way out in the future. Speaking of Shangqing, here is coming, here is not good, there is not satisfactory, everywhere is restrained, uncomfortable, this is obviously not a good place, obviously not the other party's boss temper, how to say the storyteller, yes! Heroes are useless! Heroes, heroes! Presumably, they are all such twists and turns of fate and troubles!

The hero shook his head and sighed, and the hero was embarrassed.

The sound of reading aloud rang out, and the sound lingered in the ears, crisp and clear, neatly and uniformly: "At the beginning of a person, the surname is benshan." The surnames are similar, but the Xi is far away. Gou does not teach, and his surname is moved. The way of teaching is to be specialized. Boss Fang looked out of the window blankly and listened carefully: "If you don't raise it, it's my father's fault." If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy. If you don't learn, it's not appropriate. If you don't learn from the young, what is the old - "A good sentence through the ages, the warning proverbs are in the ears, the more the Taoist priest hears it, the more shocked he becomes, he is surprised and happy, he has an understanding in his heart, and he is moved!"

Wonderful! It's a little interesting, it's fun! It's a word, no more, no less, back and forth, up and down. A group of little Taoist priests take a tune, shake their heads and read a dead book as if they are right in front of them, it is ridiculous to think about it! The persimmon must have a serious expression, the stupid must not know how to pretend to understand, the fox is excited and opens his mouth wide, and the big bull may steal and play tricks. Boss Fang seemed to see all kinds of scenes in the lecture hall, laughing for a while, and hiding his mouth for a while.

It's boring, just have fun. After a while, Boss Fang got tired of hearing it again! Three words after three words, there are so many words, I can't understand it, I don't listen to it, and I am annoyed to death if I don't listen to it! I don't finish reading it, I don't like it, I am tired of it, it must be Lu Laodao again, arranging for them to make a noise! For another while, Daoist Fang was upset and annoyed, and he had a headache and wanted to find death and life! This is serious? How can I say it? I don't say it, there is a comparison?

Ten thousand flies poured into the left ear, and thousands of geese ran into the right ear.

Daoist Fang was extremely angry for a while, holding his head and shouting, and wanted to cover his ears with his hands tightly for a while, so as to close himself.

Helplessly, the annoying noise is pervasive, but it is empty to wipe the ointment on the ears.

The facial features, eyes, ears, nose, mouth and tongue, the most involuntary thing is the ears. The eyes are for seeing, and if you don't want to see, you can close them, the nose is for smelling, and you can cover it if you don't want to smell, the mouth is for eating, and if you don't want to eat, you can not eat, and the tongue is for talking, and if you don't want to speak, you can not speak. What about the ears? They can't cover them tightly, they can't block the cables, they can't hear what they want to hear, and they can't hear everything they don't want to hear. Men and women, young and old, how many are non-human, and how many are not human beings, say in front of and behind their backs, Heaven and man's ears are used to listen, and this is the will of God. And there is no choice for the sound of Wan Lai, and it is also providential to the ears.

Providence makes people.

At this time, he was playing tricks on the Taoist priest in the bed. Daoist Fang is thinking, thinking about life, and it is also a crucial major event at the moment! In the darkness, the sound waves are still overwhelming from all directions, and the slightest wisps are touching the bed, boiling and burrowing into the ears, and teaching people to cut it continuously, and it is still chaotic! It is a major event in life, and it is already a mess under repeated disturbances! No joke, it is indeed a big thing! What Daoist Fang secretly planned was --

Jailbreak!

This place is like a big prison, and Daoist Fang is a small prisoner, a careless one, tricked into the door, locked in the prison, can there still be a good child? You see that there is not enough to eat here, and it is not good to play, and if there is nothing to do, he will be trained, and he will not be miscellaneous, and Lao Tzu is not a miscellaneous man! Quit! Leave! I have made up my mind! No one needs to persuade me! Daoist Fang has made up his mind, and of course no one has persuaded him, but he has not yet figured out how to move.

It is estimated that it is not possible to walk clearly, but it can only be run secretly, and it is not easy to run secretly, for example, your injury is not good, your legs and feet are not good, and a burden baby is still in Lu Laodao. You see, there are so many things that need to be considered by Daoist Fang, Daoist Fang has a long way to go, of course, he has to think about it carefully, but-

Damn! Damn! Noisy to death, annoyed to death, his mind stirred up a mess for him, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became: "Shut up!" Boss Fang roared wildly. There was silence in an instant. In an instant, it rises again, more and more magnificent, more and more neat. Boss Fang took a sip and went back. Why are people angry when they die studying? Forget it, you should listen to the play, close your eyes, and don't be in a hurry.

Life is a play, and outside the play is in the play.

There are both literary operas, when there are martial arts operas, the words are sung in a straight and round tone, the first three and the last three are suppressed and frustrated, and the mouth is crooked and the eyes are slanted, and the upper and lower eyelids fight and beat each other. The sky is just right, it's better to sleep beautifully, anyway, it's idle to be idle, when it comes to escaping, let's think about it again: "Ah-ha-"

When I woke up, I was already thinking about sleeping, and I was anxious to urinate.

The courtyard was quiet, and there was no one around, pouring it on the tree? The tree was still the same tree, and Daoist Fang had already set his eyes on it, but he still felt a little embarrassed to do this kind of thing in broad daylight! Not good, he couldn't do this anymore! Daoist Fang tiptoed to the backlight behind the tree, gently unfastened his pants, and slowly approached the tree. A thin stream turned into several slow streams, silently seeping into the dirt and disappearing. Everything is going on in secret, quietly, God doesn't know it, God knows you know I know, shhhh

It is said that this tree grows well, tall and thick and straight, far more than its peers, and its branches are luxuriant and majestic, which makes people look up to it. Later generations say that this wood has to inherit the essence of heaven and earth, and when it comes to the rain and dew of the immortals, it can be born so strong, which makes people feel full of emotion and think it is strange. Hu Yunyizhi recorded that an unknown person realized the heavenly opportunity under this sacred tree, and became an immortal and went away against the wind, which made people suspicious. Of course, you and I know that.

Why the big tree grows well is only because the trail is fed.

After the incident, he went back to the house and planned to escape. No one bothered anymore, Daoist Fang lifted his spirits and cleared his thoughts, one, three, five, two, four, six, so and so, so and so, talking to himself, he discussed it with himself, and finally nodded to himself, and made up his own decision.

Ming said that he could escape and return to the world to let me roam freely. There is gold and silver, there are swords and swords, where can you not go? It is good to go anywhere! At that time, you will first buy a big house, of course, and have a soft bed, and then find all the little brothers, and enjoy the blessings together. It's better to save some money, don't eat and drink too well, it's enough to have wine and meat for a meal, don't have too much fun, listen to a book and watch a play, and it's over! It's time for the bitter man to come to an end, and the good thing is coming soon! Lu Lao Dao, I'm still crazy about you, I don't want to be angry with you!

"Haha!haha!" Daoist Fang laughed, full of joy.

It's dark.

"Boss, good man! Finally, it's Lao Hu's turn to come and see you!" Hu Feifei pushed the door in, but saw the boss lying quietly on the bed with his head buried in his head, motionless, as if dead. Shocked at the moment, he flew forward and probed with two fingers: "Go away, go away! Annoying the individual!" Hu Feifei breathed a sigh of relief, hehe, hehe, but saw that Boss Fang had a sad face and his eyebrows were not spreading, as if he was very annoyed! After a long pause, he suddenly said: "The boss is hungry! There are steamed buns here, you eat them quickly!"

The steamed buns are very fragrant, and I am very hungry, and I don't want to eat them for a while, and the boss has something on his mind. The two of them talked about each other, but they also said a few words, one was absent-minded, and the other was consciously bored. Hu Feifei snorted, said goodbye, and muttered away. Boss Fang let out a long sigh, picked up the steamed buns, and continued to worry while eating. Just like a pot of dumplings boiled into porridge, laughter is still in the ears during the day, why are you frowning at night?

It's just that the big thing has not been completed, and there are still loopholes in the plan, and it is difficult to solve the problem, and it is difficult to plug the hole. You see, what should I do if I go down the mountain before I have learned martial arts, and let people look down on him? What should I do if I don't use my sword well and if the bad guy robs money? What should I do if I can't read or count, and I cheat people? What should I do if I don't have a big backer behind me and be bullied? Look at it again, I want to go back to Jiangzhou for thousands of miles, and the lawsuit is not over, Lao Xue doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and my father and mother are gone!

If there is a cage in the world, who is not a prisoner? It's just that the place is big or small.

Going out may not be free, there are restrictions everywhere, but the rules are more or less.

Ill-fated and unpredictable, as long as you move forward step by step, you will eventually have a wish in your heart come true.

Long nights, no sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but in the end, between falling asleep and not sleeping, half-dreaming and half-awake, all thoughts turned into one.

- Run away!

The next time.

The weather is bright, the air is fresh, the wind is beautiful, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Fang Yin went out, retrieved the package, looked for a path down the mountain, and the road was unobstructed, everything was surprisingly smooth!

The fish returned to the sea, the bird got out of the cage, and from then on, the boss lived happily and happily for a long time.