One morning.

Daoist Fang returned to Baicao Peak, but saw that Su Lao Dao was radiant and beaming from head to toe, and he sat there smirking for no reason. There are strange things, there are strange things, there must be demons when things go wrong, did this run into a female ghost? Or did you take the aphrodisiac by mistake? Demon Dao, quick move! Under the curiosity of Daoist Fang, it was inevitable that he would ask questions again and again, and even say something disrespectful! But Su Lao Dao didn't say anything, Su Lao Dao just smiled, and Su Dao Chang turned himself into a person in a picture again, sitting at a low table without saying anything, not moving, not hearing. This is clearly the feeling of being treated as air by others as people in two worlds.

Daoist Fang was furious, Daoist Fang was angry and ready to ignore him, but Daoist Fang suddenly saw more than a dozen small porcelain vases on the low table, one of them was stunned and his brain was like a small light bulb!

No Zen!

A bald head suddenly appeared in front of him, and Daoist Fang suddenly widened his eyes: "Haha, I know! Your old friend is coming!" Thinking of Wuzen, you will think of the flower monk, and when you think of the big monk, you will miss the little monk even more! Yes, yes, Wuzen is a brother, Fang Yin has never forgotten! Although he doesn't think about it every day, he misses it often, three years have passed, and it is the season of spring flowers, Fang Yin has grown up, and Wuzen has also grown up, but I don't know what the stunned little monk has become now: "Haha! Haha!" No Zen, no Zen, no Zen brothers are coming!" Su Daoist nodded with a smile, confirming Daoist Fang's thoughts: "Hahahaha!" Daoist Fang was ecstatic, dancing and dancing and shouting: "Tell me quickly, when will the two monks arrive!" Unexpectedly, the old man said casually, and hit Daoist Fang's sensitive and fragile heart: "I've been here, just left." ”

"Ah?" "Daoist Fang was stunned, then he was furious, blew his beard and glared at him, and scolded him: "Why didn't you say it earlier, let me rejoice you in vain, Demon Dao!" After that, he turned around and ran away, just want to hurry up and catch up with those two monks! "Why didn't Wu Chan come? Why didn't Wu Chan come? How could Wu Chan not come! The agreement made three years ago was still echoing in my ears at this time, and the sworn worship by the nameless spring was vaguely in front of me, Boss Fang couldn't believe it anyway, but Wu Chan really didn't come.

No Zen did not come, no Zen was on the wall. This was the first sentence that Monk Hua left for Fang Yin.

The head is still owed, and the interest is cleared. This is the second sentence that Monk Lingxiu left to Daoist Fang.

Brother Fang Yin, are you okay? This is the third sentence that Lingxiu Dai Wuzen left to Fang Yin.

After finishing speaking, Su Dao Chang left with a smile, leaving only a small bottle on the table that was stunned and couldn't speak.

Fang Yin suddenly had some and wanted to cry.

Time passed in a hurry, and the previous agreement was like a withered petal, falling in the gurgling stream and flowing away, and it could no longer be found anywhere, and finally it turned into mud and turned into clouds: "Brother Fang Yin, are you okay?" "Big brother is not good, Fang Yin is not good, someone promised to go to Nanshan Zen Buddhism to find Wu Zen, but he also missed the appointment the same! The big monk came, the big monk came and left, there was no little monk, only a small porcelain bottle, unexpectedly, just like that, it was hastily over!

"Brother Wuzen--Are you okay-"

Fang Yin suddenly roared at the southern sky, his eyes full of unwillingness: "Okay-okay-okay-okay-" That's the response of the valley, that's the call of heaven and earth, that's Wuzen laughing and talking, Wuzen is very good, Wuzen is really good! It's good, it's really good, it's better to get along than to see each other for a few years, the years can't annihilate the deep emotion, this is the fate of two people, this is the fate between people, this is the eternal and never forgetful, Tao and karma!

"What Yue Ling? What is the first? Look at my Wuzen brother is here, and I will punch you to pieces!" Fang Daoist roared wildly, gritted his teeth, punched and kicked, and was ruthless for a while! In Wuzen's heart, Brother Fang Yin was an extraordinary figure like a mighty and powerful immortal, and in Fang Yin's heart, Brother Wuchan was also a brave and invincible King Kong incarnation! This was not Daoist Fang Bai's dream, the little monk left too deep an impression on him in his mind, the little monk was mighty! The little monk was domineering! The little monk was invincible in the world! Daoist Fang firmly believes that if he comes, then the so-called undefeated myth of Shangqing, fart!

"Idiot, what are you doing?" Su Daoist came over with a bamboo basket and a medicine hoe, but saw that Daoist Fang was beating a bench on the ground with red eyes and crazy. Daoist Fang was suddenly startled, and immediately glared angrily, and sneered again and again: "Don't worry about it! Hmph, you are beautiful in your heart when you see the old man, but I'm but, hum, I have no Zen!" Su Daoist smiled and walked over: "If you want to find Wuzen, you go to Nanshan." This person has always said to leave, Daoist Fang has nothing to do with him, but he still has something to ask him, Daoist Fang glared fiercely, and shouted at the back of the departing: "Hey! What's in the bottle?"

"It doesn't matter what it is, the bottle is a thought, what it contains is nostalgia, and there is a face-" Su Dao Chang was originally a Shinto, and when he asked him, he came again: "The monk will make a move, and he will be extraordinary!" Fang Daoist lowered his head and spat violently, laughing and said: "Monk Lao Dao, a pair of stupid and crazy!" Su Daoist turned around and smiled: "Idiot, it's Zhu Yan Dan, Mo Lian is open, who is coming?" Zhu Yan Dan? Mo Lian? Who is coming, she? Fang Daoist is already overjoyed when he turns his mind! Yes! Good thing!

Zhu Yan Dan!

Hongyan, stationed in Hongyan, who can live in the passing years!

This afternoon.

One hundred and eight happily sat on the ground, holding a roasted chicken wing in his hand, nibbling it, squeaking twice, nibbling once, squeaking twice, and gnawing again, one tooth was actually quacking! Boss Fang sat lazily on the side, handed over a small bottle, and asked: "One hundred and eight, look at this Zhuyan Dan, how about it?" One hundred and eight craned his neck, cautiously glanced into the bottle, and nodded and squeaked again and again, indicating that this was definitely a good thing!

In fact, one hundred and eight didn't see anything, nodding in approval was just because one hundred and eight was a master of sycophancy, no matter what Boss Fang took out, one hundred and eight would definitely nod in approval. Inside the bottle was a pale yellow pill, with a lustrous luster and a faint fragrance. Boss Fang stared at it for a long time, and said softly: "One hundred and eight, when she comes, give it to her, she will definitely be very happy!"

"Squeak!" One hundred and eight nodded repeatedly, smiling flatteringly as he ate. What a smart and understanding little monkey this is, it is really spiritual, you haven't seen it for a few days, and you have actually learned to laugh by yourself! Boss Fang touched the little pony's head lovingly, and his heart was full of joy and comfort for a while! In this mountain forest, and only in this mountain forest, Boss Fang will forget his sorrows, put aside his troubles, eat, drink, and have fun, be a free and easy wild man, wantonly sweat and squander his youth at will.

There was a big chaos, it was half a chicken rack thrown into the monkey group, and the monkeys were fighting and squeaking and fighting! The king was in a good mood today, and he even hunted a few more pheasants, brothers, sisters, hurry up and grab it, eat it quickly, and return one after eating! Good taste! Good craftsmanship! The king is the king, and the king is invincible in the world! The king is the king, and the little king is one hundred and eight, and only one hundred and eight sit on the side and eat alone, so there is no way, because one hundred and eight will pat on the back, because one hundred and eight will be the smallest, because one hundred and eight will laugh-

Boss Fang sighed with satisfaction and smiled to himself.

Yes, the great monk came, the great monk left again, Daoist Fang didn't see it, but the great monk left a precious thing, heh! For the current great love, it is a generous gift from God, and he will give it away, that is a big bargaining chip, when the sweetheart is happy, then the balance of victory and defeat will be, haha! Yes, the little monk didn't come, it's a pity that the little monk didn't come, but it doesn't matter, on the question of who is the first and who is the first in his heart, the brother and the woman, Boss Fang already has the answer in his heart-

The situation is urgent, the war is urgent, and the top priority is: "Idiot, idiot, stupid!"

The starling is here, the eighth brother is here, the starling feathers are messy, and the eighth brother is weak. The starling is old, the starling is old, the eighth brother has helplessly crossed the long river of life, and it is a miracle that the eighth brother can live now. The starling bird, that is, the eighth brother, is coming, and there is no need to explain when it comes! One day, it won't come again, saying words that it never knows what it is, looking at the thousands of inexplicable joys and sorrows in the world, so go well, no need to explain yourself, no need to send you-

A black feather fell from the tree, fluttering like a fallen leaf in the wind.

Suddenly, the sound of hooves was bursting, as crisp as the tinkling of spring water, dense as the rumbling of war drums! Don't look at it, it was Qingyun, Qingyun was running tirelessly, and wanted to use his four hooves to tread every corner of this mountain! How about the flat land? How about the gentle slope? How about the ravine? How about the dangerous cliff? Qingyun wanted to be tripped by the wind, and stepped over, and stepped under the four hooves, and the sky above his head hissed loudly: "It's me! It's me! I'm the king here! How are the birds? What about the beasts? What about the spirits of all things? If you compare with me, Qingyun is the number one!"

"Qingyun—"

The sound of the call echoed in bursts, but Fang Yin couldn't see Qingyun's figure-

There is only the sound of hooves that rise and fall and sometimes slow and slow, as if it is, stepping on the heart! Yes, Qingyun did not show up, Qingyun no longer waited, who could not keep up with Qingyun's footsteps, then Qingyun would leave him far behind and never look back! Qingyun is a proud and ambitious horse, not everyone can gallop the world with him and chase the wind, not to mention that he is only the tail of a donkey's tail that is willing to be behind people, he is not worthy-

Really unworthy!;