Mixed Miners

In fact, and the high-level, this is also a secret agreement, do not need to say clearly, otherwise Yang Ling is angry, Lao Tzu is not alchemy, then the chicken flies.

Seeing a group of old Taoist priests, Yang Ling was in a good mood. He decided to give these old Taoist priests a reassurance. Then he waved his hand and added 30 small porcelain bottles on the table.

A group of old Taoist princes looked at the dense bottles on the table, couldn't help but swallow, and didn't even think about the things that Yang Ling took out from. The temptation of the medicinal herbs and the identity of Yang Ling's self-cultivation completely calmed them. The method of immortality cannot be used regularly.

"There are 30 tablets of clear water, you can take it for sale first, it is my pressure, so that you can't help, but the ugly words are in front, no matter how you deal with it, I have to receive the money, you pay When you can take a grain of water from me, it is a rebate, of course you can also choose to ask for money..."

A group of old Taoist rushed to say: "I want Dan to Dan~!"

Of course, you have to be Dan, and the special one who wants money is definitely a fool.

Yang Ling smiled and nodded. "It's very good. It seems that everyone's opinions are very unified. In this way, I will not come out often, so I will hand it over to Wu Yanchang to deal with it. The money sold will be handed over to him. Also from him!"

Yang Ling turned his head and said to Wu Daoshi: "This matter will be handed over to you!"

"Yes, Master~!" Wu Yanchang respectfully salutes, and my heart is also very happy, this group of old Taoist priests have been pressing on his head, and later have to look at his own eyes, wow! The little tongue in his laughing throat was shaking.

Looking at a group of old Taoist priests, you three, three of them have divided the Qingshui Dan on the table. Yang Ling has kindly reminded him, "Everyone is in a different province, so you should discuss the scope of sales. Otherwise, I won't care when I fight for the ground."

His brain made up a few scenes of the old gods with white beards and scented flutes in order to sell their own Qingshui to compete for the site and customers.

Yu Qinghang must be angry Zhang, the sword in his hand is shaking and squeaking, "Wow!" Liao Yuanzi, you dare to go to the emperor to grab the business..."

Liao Yuanzi’s sleeves are fluttering and said: “You can’t say that it’s so hard to listen to it. If you do business, you’re all right, the emperor is so big, it’s not your home...”

Yu Qinghang was furious: "It’s my family. The rich people here are my family..."

Liao Yuanzi turned a blank eye, "Cut ~!"

"I rely on, you dare to use this kind of eyes to yell at me?"

"Hey~! Who are you?"

"Would you try again?"

"Try it and try it again. I will smash it again. You bite me!"

"砰~!"

"Yu Qinghang, how dare you hit my face, Laozi fights with you..."

......

Yang Ling couldn't help but stunned, that scene... it was so festive!

A group of Taoist priests who listened to Dan medicine listened to Yang Ling’s reminder, and felt that this was a problem that must be solved. Although China is large, there are only a few big cities and provinces with rich people. If everyone is crowded to the emperor When Dunan is going to develop, it will definitely make a contradiction, but everyone is a person with a head and face, so they sit down and start to divide the site. As for the Taoist outside, ah! Don't tell them.

Yang Ling whispered a few words to Wu Yanchang and Xue Daoshi, and sat down to see the scenery outside the window.

Just when several old Taoist arguing about the division of the site, Yang Ling frowned and said: "Everyone should not fight, go out and see, there is an accident outside!" Then he stood up and went out.

Sure enough, just out of the door, I saw a middle-aged Taoist rushing to this side.

"What's the matter?" Liu Xuanzhi, who was coming out of Yangling's head, was a little angry.

The middle-aged Taoist said with breathlessness: "The head is not good. A tourist has fallen from the bell tower to the bottom of the cliff!"

“What?” Liu Xuanzhi was furious. “What have the staff and priests in the scenic area do? How can they let tourists climb to the clock tower, isn’t it not for tourists?”

The middle-aged Taoist priests did not dare to speak for a few times, but at this time, they were not angry and accountable. A group of people rushed to the place where the middle-aged priests hurriedly went to the accident.

There are many buildings in the former palace of Taihe, but there are hundreds of them in the past, but the history has been repeatedly destroyed. In addition, the Taoist family has gradually declined since the Republic of China. It is no longer enough in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, "the thousand-story pavilion in the air, the Wandai Yunshan foot ring" The majesty and majestic, now the mountainside of the south side of Tianzhu Peak, only the main hall of the Taihe Palace has a relatively complete architectural complex, and other places have been tinkered, and the remains of the remains remain.

The clock tower is a relatively complete place for preservation and repair. There is a big bronze bell hanging on the bell tower. It was built for the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. The daily practice of the Taoist monks in Wudang Mountain is carried out according to this big clock. Ringing...呃,钟After the sound, the cognac will dry up.

But for tourists, the clock tower is more mysterious. Apart from spending a big holiday to spend a New Year's clock, this place generally does not let people go up. First of all, this big clock is a cultural relic, afraid that tourists can't help but engrave on it. The commemoration of 'Chen Ergou's visit to this trip', even more on the engraving of 'Meng Meng I love you', 'Zhang Long and Zhang Xiaohua Yongjie Tongxin' is a famous love story, that is too 啥Secondly, outside the clock tower is a cliff with a height of several hundred meters. Under the abyss, people with poor psychological quality can easily faint, which is very dangerous.

When Yang Ling and a group of white beards and old Taoist priests arrived near the clock tower, there were many people around here. www.wuxiaspot.com~ There are tourists and scenic staff, of course, there are Taoist priests, and some are kneeling down on the fence. Look, some take pictures with mobile phones and cameras, some people run around, and a middle-aged couple sitting on the floor crying, the mess of the scene is messy.

Wudang’s head grabbed a small priest and asked with enthusiasm: “How is the situation? Have you seen where the tourists have gone?”

The little priest shook his head nervously and said: "It's too steep, can't see! Just now Dao Hengshi has informed the police station at the foot of the mountain. They have arranged for people to look for it."

Wudang's head opened the small priests, then quickly climbed the bell tower and looked down at the railings. At this time, the sunset was about to fall, the mountains were silent, the forests were bursting, the wind screaming on the body, there was a kind of coldness. .

Originally a good holiday and grand event, out of this file, it is estimated that the scenic spot will be closed immediately, and Liu Xuanzhi’s face is black and terrible. In the heart, the curse of the management of the scenic spot is incomplete.

At this time, the situation under the cliff is in Yang Ling’s mind. A junior high school boy in his teens is hanging on a tree growing in the crack of the cliff. Fortunately, it is not too heavy, it is placed in the air, but if If you don't hurry up, you might be able to get a little bit of it or blow a gust of wind. (To be continued.)