Daoist Abandoned Wisdom

In the 14th year of Liang Tianjian, on the seventh day of the first lunar month, it snowed heavily in the evening.The heavy snow fell one after another, covering the sky and covering the ground, quickly driving back the red glow on the top of the mountain.

On Qinglong Mountain outside Jiankang City, Tao Xinian gathered his brown cloak and held an oil-paper umbrella, looking at Jiankang City in the heavy snow before the last light disappeared.A dog barks faintly from the foot of the mountain, accompanied by smoke rising slowly from the kitchen.He leaned forward, as if he wanted to smell the smell of fireworks in the world, but his nose was filled with the cold smell of ice and snow, and the smell of fireworks disappeared.A few snowflakes fell on the tip of his nose, and he touched his nose with his hand and sneezed.

"The dead demon said, eat, if you don't eat, you will starve to death!" The voice was immature, like a five or six-year-old child, but powerful, and although it came from a distance, it seemed to be roaring beside his ears.

Tao Xinian turned around and smiled slightly, a small dimple appeared on his left cheek.He walked slowly to the door, put away the umbrella, and gracefully brushed off the snow from his clothes.Two white plums grew in front of the gate of the Taoist temple, which were in full bloom and full of fragrance.There is a plaque hanging on the vermilion gate, with the four characters "Qinglong Taoist Temple" inscribed on it, and the peach charm drawn by ghosts, even literati may not recognize it.

Go through the two doors and come to his residence.Four dishes were placed on the low table, the firewood was burning in the stove, and a pot of chicken soup was simmering on it, overflowing with aroma.The room was warm, so he took off his cloak and only wore a moon-white jacket.Opposite him, there is a clump of vegetables with arms and legs... no, a clump of grass.The whole body is green, with four hemp-like hands and feet protruding from the leaves, and a mung bean-sized eye is born right in front of the leaves, and it is turning around.

"You haven't finished the dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner, so you can continue to eat. The dead monster said, I have to cook so much if I can't finish eating, don't you know that monsters will also be tired?" The green leaves flipped up and down, revealing a piece of blood. With a big mouth, he was mumbling and complaining about the hardship of making New Year's Eve dinner.

Tao Xinian didn't seem to have a problem with eating leftovers. After all, it was freezing cold, and almost all the vegetables on the mountain were frozen to death. The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and he didn't bother to go down the mountain to buy them. Eighteen courses."

"You have become a Taoist priest, and you still think of yourself as the grandson of Jinling, so noble..."

Tao Xinian was too lazy to listen to his ramblings, so he reached out and took a handful of leaves from his body, and threw them into the simmering chicken soup. As expected, he heard the monster's signature scolding: "Damn you, fuck you! I worked so hard to do this and that for you, and yet I was bullied by you, it's beyond conscience..."

Unmoved, Tao Xinian took a bowl of chicken soup with a spoon, drank it slowly, and said with a smile, "Abo, you know that you don't talk when you eat or sleep? If you scold me again, you'll finish eating."

The goblin named Abo hurriedly swept a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, and continued to complain in a low voice.Before Tao Xinian could finish the chicken soup, he quickly scooped up the leaves from his body and swallowed them together with the chicken soup.It is not an ordinary grass, but Selaginella, which is known by people in the world as the Nine-Death Resurrection Grass, which can cure all diseases after eating it.Ever since I followed this demon way, the leaves have been stroked from time to time, and if I stroke too much, it will take a while to grow.

This is strange, since they have been bullied like this, why don't they leave?

Abo thought about leaving countless times, but he never left.Since he became conscious, he grew up on Qinglong Mountain. The first person he saw after his transformation was Tao Xinian, and the second person was his master, Daoist Qingyun.

Tao Xinian had just gone up the mountain that year, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes on his fair and clean face, and a dimple on his left cheek when he smiled, how beautiful it was.It was the first time for Abo to see such a beautiful person, and he decided that he would be the target of turning into a human form in the future, so he was dragged all the way, and several roots were broken, but he didn't recover.Later, the demon Taoist said that he would practice together with him to help him fully cultivate the human form as soon as possible, so he stayed in this Qinglong Taoist temple and became a handyman.

It's strange to say that this Tao Xinian was originally the prince and grandson of Jinling City, and he has a handsome face, but he went to Qinglong Mountain to become a Taoist priest.Since Daoist Qingyun passed away, he has no intention of going down the mountain.After a long time, he found out the meaning from the vague words of Daoist Qingyun and Tao Xinian.It's not that Tao Xinian doesn't want to get married, it's that his fate is terribly hard. He is a lone star of the devil, whoever he marries will conquer the other, and he is doomed to be alone for a lifetime.Abo hehe twice, no wonder, his temper is so strange, sometimes he is gentle, sometimes he is rude, he has two faces, he is surprisingly lazy, and he is also poor and fastidious.No one can bear it except him, Ah Bo.

After one person and one demon finished their meal, Abo stood up and diligently cleaned up the leftovers.A few dogs barked in the distance, and Tao Xinian was leaning on the edge of the bed, holding a volume of pornographic novels bought from the mountain years ago, casually flipping through them.The dog kept barking, but it got closer.He frowned, could it be that the vixen on the next mountain came to ask for double cultivation again?

Tao Xinian was about to get up to watch, but Abo raised his two legs like hemp sticks, rushed out the door like a dog, and shouted in that childlike voice: "Damn Ayu, have you committed a crime again? Daoist How many times have I said, I won’t double cultivate with you! I won’t look at myself in the mirror, bah!”

On the snowy ground in front of the Taoist temple, a seductive woman in red stood there, her feet didn't touch the ground, the heavy snow was blowing, but it didn't fall on her head.Several dogs barked at her from a distance, but they dared not approach her.She said with a smile: "Abo, your half-human, half-demon ugly appearance makes me ugly. Your patriarch is the fate of the evil star, and it would be nice if someone is willing to double cultivate with him. What else do you choose? "

Abo was about to lose his temper when the vixen Ayu said again: "Hey, don't yell at me, I didn't come to scold you today, it's snowing, how comfortable I am at home. I came here to tell the Taoist priest, There is a person lying on the hillside of Qinglong Mountain, who is about to die. If you want to save it, it is considered a good deed. Didn’t the Taoist priest want to accumulate three hundred good deeds? Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.”

"really?"

Ayu smiled coquettishly: "Of course it's true, I'll go back right away." After saying that, she cast a winking look in the past.

Abo looked disgusted for a while, thinking that this Ayu was so hot that even he would not let him go, but when he turned around, he saw Tao Xinian standing behind him after putting on his cloak, only then did he know who must have cast that winking look. The fire in my heart came to the fore, and I almost lost the leaves in anger.

Tao Xinian patted his head and said, "Abo, clean up, we'll go down the mountain to save people."

Originally, Tao Xinian could ride the peach wood sword, but it was snowing at night, and he couldn't see the road clearly. Most importantly, he didn't want his hair to be wet by the snow, so he held an oil-paper umbrella, tidied up his clothes, and walked slowly. downhill.It's not like going to rescue people, but rather like going to some kind of banquet.

Abo walked in front holding a lantern, and covered his body with a cloak, which was remade from Tao Xinian's old clothes. The material was very good and very warm.

After walking for nearly half an hour, a man and a demon finally reached the mountainside.There was a smell of blood floating all around, and even the cold ice and snow could not cover up the aura of killing.Ah Bo smelled that smell, raised the lamp higher, and opened his mung bean-like eyes wide.

"Damn Ayu! This is not a single person, this is a group of people! It takes a long time to see who is dead and who is alive." After saying that, he bent down and looked at each one by the firelight.

Tao Xinian rubbed his chin and glanced roughly. There were more than a dozen people on the mountainside. They died horribly, with severed limbs everywhere.Although some of them were dressed in ordinary clothes, they seemed to want to pretend to be ordinary people, but they were not ordinary weak people when they looked at their hands and feet.There are a few others that are even more obvious. They are dressed in black hakama pleats, dressed as northerners, like shadow guards on a deadly mission.

Could it be... from Wei State in the north?

Beike from the north, what are you doing here at Qinglong Mountain?If it is a secret work in the north, it is right to go to Jiankang City if you want to go, why did you die here in Qinglong Mountain?Could it be that he was discovered and destroyed by Daliang's army on the way?It should be cleaned up even if it’s gone, what if it’s all lying here...

With Abo's light, Tao Xinian looked at the faces of these people, and they were all subtly different from the general appearance of southerners, and nearly half of them had obvious Xianbei bloodlines.Whether they are wearing casual clothes or wearing black hakama pleats, they all seem to be from the same party.Could it be internal strife?

Looking at the wounds of these people, some were caused by ordinary weapons, and some were not. The blades were thick and long.What kind of weapon can cause such injuries?unimaginable.

"I'm about to vomit, vomit~" Abo made an uncomfortable voice.Tao Xinian said: "Cheer up! It's not your kind who died, so there's nothing to be ashamed of."

"It's not so easy for my kind to die, and it won't die so ugly..." Abo said quietly.

It also makes sense.Tao Xinian felt a little cold, and urged: "Abo, is there anyone alive? They won't freeze to death while we're here, right?"

Abo thinks it is very possible, after all, after walking for half an hour, plus the time to pack up, if he was injured and lay in the snow, he would have frozen to death.

The mountain wind was whistling, Tao Xinian looked around, the foot of the mountain was covered with white snow, and there was a dead silence.There was the sound of falling snow blocks not far away, Tao Xinian beckoned, and Abo immediately followed up cleverly.One person and one demon walked a few steps forward, turned a corner, and saw a person lying face down in the messy grass, his back was stained red, and he was obviously seriously injured.

His intuition told Tao Xinian that this person was not dead, so he walked over and felt for his pulse, and there was still a slight rhythm.Tao Xinian was overjoyed, and could save another good deed.

"Is he not dead? This person seems to be very heavy. I wonder if he can move it." Abo looked around with his head poking around.

This man was tall and seemed to be a bit taller than him. Tao Xinian reckoned that Abo would not be able to carry it on his back, so he had to do it himself.

Tao Xinian turned the person over and looked through the light. The person was only in his twenties, his face was pale, there was no blood at all, and he had already lost consciousness.His high nose bridge, long eyelashes, thin lips, bald head and gray monk robe all reminded one thing, this is a monk, and he is a good-looking monk.

To be precise, it is a good-looking monk Hu.

Tao Xinian looked at it for a while, and Abo came over and asked, "Save it? If you don't save it, it will be cold."

"Save, of course."