fairy dream

After the fairy landed, the child flew up. When the elder brother saw his younger brother floating in the air, he didn't bother to tremble. He knelt down beside the disheveled fairy and shouted: "Immortal! Immortal! I— —Brother Caomin, he didn't intend to offend you, Immortal!"

And this fairy is none other than Nanhua Daoist who "eliminates dreams" in Fengtaoxianjun's mouth.

Master Nanhua ignored the elder brother who was kneeling next to him, but lowered his younger brother who was floating in the air to be higher than the tree, so that he stopped right in front of him.

The child's fear of this fairy had long been covered by his own fear of flying in the air, so he didn't notice that the fairy was looking at him, and he kept shouting, his feet constantly flapping in the air.

Nanhua Reverend watched for a long time, until the child's legs were tired and stopped before he opened his mouth and said, "Little baby, what is your name?"

The child was startled when he heard the man's words, and then raised his eyelids to look at the immortal in front of him. He saw the immortal squinting at him with half a smile, the child swallowed, and said, "I, my name is Zhang Puzi."

"Zhang Puzi," Nan Hua said in his mouth, and glanced at his elder brother, "What about you?"

The elder brother who was kneeling had just sat on the ground unknowingly, and when he heard the immortal mention him, he was shocked and knelt down again, "Return to the immortal, Zhang Song."

Master Nanhua continued to look at Zhang Puzi in front of him and said, "Zhang Song, Zhang Puzi, are you tired?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the person kneeling beside him immediately say: "Not tired!"

But Zhang Puzi in front of him was not like this, his facial features wrinkled, and he looked like he wanted to say something but dared not say it.

"Huh? Just say what you want to say." Nanhua Master said, put Zhang Puzi down from the air, and released the two people's hands.

Zhang Song, who was on the ground, saw his younger brother coming down, and rushed to hug him, only to realize that he could move his hands, looking at the fairy's face, he seemed to be about to cry.

"Thank you fairy."

Master Nanhua still ignored Zhang Song, but continued to look at Zhang Puzi.Seeing this, the elder brother quietly poked the younger brother, and whispered: "Quickly say 'not tired'!"

But how could this escape the eyes of the immortal, Nanhua still smiled and said: "Little baby, are you really not tired? If you are not tired, you should continue walking."

This time Zhang Puzi heard that he was going to continue walking, so he immediately said, "I don't want to leave!"

"Hey hey, then you can go with me," Nanhua Daoist said as he flew up, and Zhang Puzi also flew into the air again, "We'll wait for you at the temple."

"Immortal! Puzi!" Zhang Song, who was still kneeling on the ground, looked at his younger brother who had been taken by the immortal to fly away from the air, but he didn't get a response to his shouts. When he just stood up and was about to run over Suddenly, he couldn't move his body, and just stood there.

"Uuuuuuu..."

Amidst the whimpering, there was a violent sound of feet stepping on branches and leaves approaching Zhang Song, and Zhang Song's whimpering became louder because of this. With his eyes wide open, he saw only a piece of red clothes and then passed out.

On the other side, the real Nanhua was lying down and flying in the sky, and a child was struggling and shouting behind him. After flying for a while, the real Nanhua turned his head to look at the child.

"Little baby, doesn't your stomach hurt after eating so much?"

Zhang Puzi didn't seem to hear Nan Hua's words, he was still struggling and shouting.

Master Nanhua directly shut his mouth, "Is the wind delicious?"

After speaking, he untied Zhang Puzi's mouth again, and continued to shout as soon as he untied Zhang Puzi.

"Don't you just fly, you don't look like a fairy at all, you will be laughed at in the future like this. But ah, it doesn't matter what the joke is. The more people laugh, the more people will be laughed at."

Said, Master Nanhua smiled, sat up cross-legged and looked at Zhang Puzi, "Zhang Puzi, what kind of god do you think is a good god?"

This time Zhang Puzi did not continue to shout, but imitated the appearance of real Nanhua, moved himself a little bit in the air, stood up slowly, hiccupped a few times, smiled and suddenly remembered The immortal asked himself just now.

"I think an immortal must be upright! Only an upright immortal is a good immortal."

Hearing that Master Nanhua laughed as if hearing some kind of fun, the laughter along the way shook the wild geese to scatter.

It wasn't until standing at the gate of the small temple that Nan Hua stopped laughing, turned his head and said to Zhang Puzi behind him: "Little baby, you have to be a 'good fairy'."

Zhang Puzi saw the fairy stopped laughing, and dared to go up and speak, "Am I going to be a fairy?"

"Could it be that I'm looking for you to play with you?" Master Nanhua looked down at the child, patted him on the head, and walked into the small temple.

It is not so much a small temple as it is a ruined temple.

There is only one room when I walk in, the air is full of dust, and the incense has been covered with dust.

"Immortal Immortal, what about my brother?" Zhang Puzi followed closely behind Master Nanhua, entered the temple without feeling the dilapidation here, and looked around curiously.

Xu is young, not old.

Real Nanhua didn't answer his question, but said: "Little baby, I'm not a 'good fairy'."

After speaking, he walked to a corner of the ruined temple, and sat down as if he hadn't seen the cobwebs on the pillars, and some rats and insects came out from the cracks in the wall.

"Just wait here for three days. At this time after three days, whether your brother arrives or not, we have to leave."

After finishing speaking, Master Nanhua leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Zhang Puzi saw the fairy about to go to sleep, so he leaned over and took a look. After a long time, he found it meaningless, so he walked to the entrance of the ruined temple and sat down, waiting for his brother's figure to appear from the lush room in front of him.

This dilapidated temple is on the top of the mountain. Except for the open surroundings of the temple, the other places are full of giant trees, and there are very few birds that can fly to such a high mountain.

Zhang Puzi waited and waited, he had already counted eight little sparrows flying over the small temple, and when the ninth one slowly flew by, it took away the last sliver of sunset, but his brother still did not appear.

"Brother, Puzi go to sleep first."

Zhang Puzi finished talking to the dark forest in front of him, got up and entered the house.

The moonlight was meager, so there was almost no light in this small temple. Zhang Puzi walked in little by little, and sat down directly when he touched the wall in the dark.

"Little baby, what do you think is integrity?"

As soon as Zhang Puzi sat down, he heard a voice from the dark side. He was startled and asked, "Immortal, are you still asleep?"

"Although I like to sleep very much, I can't sleep right now," Nan Hua said with a light breath, "Fortunately, gods don't need to sleep."

After speaking, he smiled again, and continued: "Little boy, I dreamed that I was holding a big peach and eating it. When I eat my peach, I can go to sleep."

Zhang Puzi stood up suddenly, "I want to eat peaches too! Immortal, can you become a peach now?"

Hearing that this little kid wants to "eat peaches", Master Nan Hua immediately said: "No!"

Afterwards, Zhang Puzi only had the sound of "woo woo", and such a "woo woo" lasted for three days.

For three days, Master Nanhua had been sitting by that pillar, not knowing whether he was asleep or not, while Zhang Puzi sat at the door and waited for his elder brother at dawn, and went into the house to "woo woo" to Master Nanhua when it was dark.

When the time came when the two of them stepped into this ruined temple three days ago, Master Nanhua stood up and walked out of the temple.

Zhang Puzi was still sitting at the door, but when he saw the immortal come out, he quickly stood up, pointed at his mouth and continued to "woo woo".

"Your brother hasn't come yet, we should go."

Master Nanhua walked past Zhang Puzi, and Zhang Puzi also spoke.

Just when Nan Hua was about to fly, the corner of his clothes got caught.

"Immortal, my brother will arrive soon. If he can arrive, let's wait." Zhang Puzi tightly grasped the corner of Nanhua's clothes, and then—then the two of them flew together.

"You have only walked the three mountains for two days before, so you are still taken with you. Now he can't reach the two mountains by himself in three days?" As they spoke, the two of them had already flown high into the sky, and looked at the still-clutched In the corner of the clothes, the real Nanhua continued: "Besides, as I said, I am not a 'good god'."

Hearing the latter sentence, Zhang Puzi let go of the hand holding the hem of his clothes as if struck by lightning, and shouted, "You madman! What crazy words are you talking about! My brother can arrive!"

After shouting, Master Nanhua ignored him, and did not continue to fly forward.

Zhang Puzi looked at the cloud under his feet, and he believed that the ground behind the cloud was the ground he had stepped on, and his brother was on the ground behind the cloud.

After a long time, the corner of Immortal Nanhua's clothes was grabbed again, and a voice of aggrieved voice was heard.

"Immortal, my brother is fine."

"Zhang Puzi, it's only you in my dream, so I can't take him away."

Master Nanhua finished speaking and continued to move forward, but at a slower speed. Although Zhang Puzi failed to understand the reason, he also knew that his brother might not be able to be a fairy with him.

The child behind was wandering, and Nanhua Daoist spoke again.

"Zhang Puzi, I once had a dream. I dreamed that a child jumped into the water, and then brought out a smaller child."

"The child who was brought out followed the older child to his home. That night, the older child's home was flooded, and a couple disappeared."

"That little kid never left. He grew up with the older kid. Although it was hard, the older kid was very kind to the kid. That kid later became an official. In your words, he was a good official."

Speaking of this, Master Nanhua smiled and continued:

"Then that country was destroyed."

"Zhang Puzi, your brother is fine, and his parents will come back to life, but they will forget about you and go to another place to live together."

"As for the country, that's not your responsibility, you're fine."

"I will take you away and make you immortal, or I will watch you."

"Zhang Puzi, you will be a 'good fairy'."

Zhang Puzi's expression darkened a little after listening to Master Nanhua's words, not gloomy.

"Immortal, since you are not a 'good immortal', what kind of immortal are you?"

Nan Hua turned around, and the messy hair on his head and the dirty clothes on his body also began to change.

In Zhang Puzi's eyes, it suddenly became clean, making him unable to look away.

Although the immortal in front of him was dressed in black without any pattern decoration, and his black hair was hanging loose on his body, he was not at all like the immortal that he overheard outside the teahouse before, but Zhang Puzi felt that this immortal was shining, He is a fairy.

"I am the real Nanhua, Zhuang Zhou."

After finishing speaking, a big bird appeared in the void behind Master Nanhua and danced in the air, "Zhang Puzi, follow me."

Zhang Puzi was a little stunned by all this before him, and he was relieved when he heard a question again while sitting on the big bird.

"Little baby, you haven't said 'what is integrity' yet."

Zhang Puzi turned his head to look at the real Nan Hua who was lying crookedly on the bird, and opened his mouth and said, "I think honesty means seeing a child who has nothing to eat, and giving him something to eat."

Real Nanhua turned over and patted his stomach, "In the future, you will have enough to eat, and I may also be a 'good god'."

The author has something to say:

"All people have no self, gods and men have no merit, and saints have no name."

So, he won't be a "good" fairy sometimes.

But I promise he will be a good veteran~

Thank you for reading, I wish you a rich night~