Ascending, Do Not Disturb - ~ 157. Fan Wai: Uncle of salted fish tells a story

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After the death of the sorcerer in the cult of the cult, the sinisters all disappeared and did not dare to take the lead again.

Some storytellers have compiled the ten sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects. Zhongzheng real people and Yu Xianzi became the reincarnation of the rescuers. Many people firmly believe that when the two men complete their merits, they will return to the Heavenly Palace and become an enviable fairy.

Uncle salted fish patted the flies in the store with a broken scallop, looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and immediately closed the store door and returned to the small courtyard. Going to the door of the small courtyard, watching the two young people who were there, turned away and turned away.

"Uncle, Uncle." He smiled and stopped in front of the uncle. "The weather is so hot today, I brought fresh fruit, add some sugar and ice, and eat just right."

"Let's say, what's the matter with you?" Uncle Salted Fish looked at his robes that had been pulled. He had no temper, pulled his sleeves out of his hand, and pushed the door open to let the two enter the house.

The sun was shining outside, and the yard was cool. The place where the flowers and plants were originally planted in the yard was dug into a large pool filled with water. There is no water in the pool, it looks empty.

The three walked to the stone table and sat down. They slammed three bowls of fruit ice and divided the bowl of salted fish.

"You two have nowhere to go?" Uncle holding the bowl and chewing the ice, "Go to me every year."

I don’t refute the sneer, and take the food in the storage ring out. People like Uncle Salted Fish are much more honest than their mouths.

"This pool is empty, do you want to raise a few fish?" Seeing the water crystal clear, people have the urge to jump in and swim a few laps.

"Do not raise." Uncle eats the food brought by the cockroach. "I sell fish and do not feed the fish." This is his professional dignity.

“Oh.” “It’s a pity that I’m taking my eyes off.” There’s a gourmet event tonight, let’s try the food together.”

Uncle looked at you and didn't talk.

"I treat you." He added a sentence.

"Go." Uncle Salted Fish is very satisfied with the knowledge of the cockroach.

As a friend, 箜篌 and salted fish uncles are very accomplished in the taste of food. At this time, the most useful use is to help the uncle and the salted fish uncle.

In order to attract tourists from all over the world, the city organizes food events every year. At this time, the city is very lively, and the whole city is crowded with people from all over the world.

In order to make more extra money, some Feijian messengers will bring one or two ordinary people who can't practice on Feijian when they send the parcels. As long as the ordinary people can afford the price, they can even send a special offer without sending parcels. .

In some places, there are ways to make money. In the past few days, there are not only many people flying in the city, but even the flying swords. The places where you can stay in the city, such as inns and homestays, are crowded with people. Some of the sects that had been handed over to Yunhuamen, even in the name of the Tao, came to Yunhuamen to borrow.

I waited for the three people to wander around the street until dark, and finally found a teahouse shop and sat down. In order to avoid causing a sensation, Yan and Zong Zong also deliberately put on a couple of masks to cover the cheeks on the upper half of them. Fortunately, there are a lot of men and women wearing masks on the food street. They are not very awkward.

The teahouse is very lively. Mr. Shuo is on the stage to talk about the anecdotes in the real world. When he said that the most powerful monk in the realm of the realm is Zhongzheng, some people stood up and refute.

"You old man is clearly nonsense. The most powerful monk in the realm of cultivation is not Zhongzheng real person, but Kui wins the real person." The middle-aged man who speaks is strong and strong, with a crescent moon knife at his waist, looks Very fierce. I looked at this person, the bone age should have exceeded sixty or seventy, and the breath is powerful. It is a fifth-order monk of the refiner.

"Who is the real person?" The talk is a woman dressed in a twilight tunic skirt, the female slenderness is very cute, but the age of the two is similar to that of the big man.

Dahan saw a beautiful girl, and suddenly came to the spirit: "It is said that winning the real person is the land fairy who failed. He was separated from the Taoist priests. Later his followers fell, he left The knot has not been able to fly into a fairy. He has not appeared in the realm of cultivation for many years, and the young monk has never heard of his name, but it is normal."

"Queen wins the real person so powerfully. Why did he not stand up when he was attacking the realm of the sacred fifty years ago?" The girl dismissed, "There is no place in the air. It is better to be a real person and a fairy, and ten monks." There is love and righteousness."

When I heard the girl’s words, the man opened his mouth with a smile, and did not refute the girl’s statement: “The girl said that it’s just saying that it’s just being repaired. In other respects, it’s better to win the real person than to be a real person.”

"Zhong Yuzhen and the fairy are affectionate and respectful, and they are respected by each other. It is a pair of fairy tales that everyone praises. It was not long before the Kuai Win real person was with the Taoist monks, and they were lifted before the heavens because of the dissatisfaction and the departure from the ceremony. Contract. "A woman in a black robe in the corner is cold and cold. "A man who is ruthless and unjust, how to compare with Zhongzheng real person."

The woman in black who looked at the conversation was actually the black robe woman she had encountered when she went out to practice. After so many years, the black robe is still wearing a black dress, and the color of resentment on her face has been reduced a lot. At least in the face of some men and women who are not pleasing to the eye, there is no hit.

I noticed that someone was watching myself. The black robe girl looked at the direction of her head. Her eyes were cold and cold, like the lake in the early winter. Although it was not frozen, it was still cold and biting.

She bent her lips and smiled at her.

The black robe was stunned. She was notorious. Not only did the males not like her, but the female practitioners were not very friendly to her. Now she suddenly had a masked female practitioner smiling at her. She was not comfortable. Sitting on the stool for a while, she got up and left in a hurry.

When she walked out of the teahouse, she couldn't help but look back and saw that the man around the female repairing stripped the pine nuts and fed it to her mouth. I don’t know what the female repairer said, causing the man to repair his mouth and float a gentle smile.

She used to hate to see this kind of intimacy between lovers. This will remind her of the heartless man of the year, thinking of the stupid and ridiculous self.

However, as time went by, the hatred and unwillingness of the year gradually faded away. She began to understand that not only was she wrong in the past, but she was full of hate and unwillingness, and she was wrong.

"Who said that it is a win-win person who is unfaithful to his feelings?" Uncle salted fish sipped a cup of tea and looked stunned. "Big, uncle, this tea is hot..."

"Nothing, my physical condition is good, this temperature is not afraid." Salted fish uncle turned his head and said, "Now the young people in the real world really like to listen to rumors. The things of the past have passed so long, except for the parties, who knows things. The truth? If things are not clear, they will come out and talk nonsense, and they will not be afraid of winning the real person.

"Queen wins the real person is already the immortal cultivation, and how could it be impossible for this little thing to go with the junior." He waved his hand and confirmed, "It is definitely impossible."

"Oh." Uncle Salted Fish drank the remaining half of the simmered tea. "These juniors can rely on it, and that's the only thing."

"That uncle..." smacked the thick cloth sleeves of Uncle Salted Fish. "Do you know what happened that year?"

The pair of cicadas who are curious about the captain, the uncle of salted fish: "..."

Zhaizong brought up the kettle on the table and gave him the water. He smiled and looked at the uncle of the salted fish: "The uncle walked south and knew the things."

"Speaking and talking about swearing." He dragged the stool to the uncle of the salted fish, and his curiosity was full of faces. "Uncle, look at our decades of friendship, you will tell me about the year Things."

"Talk about it." Uncle Salted Fish drank the water from the ancestral sect and got up. "Go, go back and talk to you both slowly. It's too noisy here."

"Okay, okay." He quickly got up. On the road to the excitement, Yunhuamen disciples never stopped.

"The winner of the real world, called Yunmei."

In the summer small courtyard, there should have been insects, but at the moment the uncle of the salted fish is particularly quiet.

"The two met each other for hundreds of years, and they became a Taoist because of their mutual affection." Uncle and salted fish held a large watermelon, sitting cross-legged on the mat, eating and telling the story of the past.

"Unfortunately, the good times are not long, Yunmei found that Kui wins real people and has another identity."

With wide eyes and no melons, she felt that there must be a plot of life and death in the middle.

"Yunmei found that the real person is not a person, but a dragon. She can't accept the fact that her man is not a human being, and he is separated from him..."

箜篌: "..."

Is it not because of misunderstandings, all kinds of injuries, and finally forgetting about the realm of comprehension, old and dead do not come and go?

"The monk was not as tolerant as the present, and Yunmei Fairy is not willing to win with Quebec. It is not a particularly difficult thing to understand." Uncle Salted Fish took another half of the watermelon and used the spoon to bring the most of the middle. The sweet flesh is dug away and then quickly crammed into your mouth.

When I saw it, I quickly stuffed half of the watermelon that had not yet moved into the hands of Miao Zong: "Uncle, you made this story out, just to grab the sweetest flesh in the middle?"

"Hey." Kui wins the eye, and Zhai Zong silently hides the watermelon behind his back. He bit his teeth. "You have to ask me, I will tell you, you don't believe, you young, how can you wait so hard?"

"Since it is the proposed and separated from Yunmei Fairy, why did Kui win the real person finally fail to rise?" He said, "You still lie to me to win the real person is a dragon, why is the whole comprehension world not aware of this?"

"Do you have any brains when you ask this question? If these people are known to the real world, can you win the real life?" The uncle of salted fish turned his eyes. "Maybe people win the real thing, they don't want to fly up?" It is said that the fairyland is good, but in the tens of thousands of years of the compilation of the real world, there has never been a true record of the immortal world. There are no relatives, no friends, maybe there is no food, so do you fly up?"

箜篌: "..."

As if it was true, she almost believed.

Mou Zong used the wooden spoon to dig out the middlemost pulp of the watermelon and fed it to the mouth. Take a bite and sigh and sigh: "Uncle, the level of your story is too bad, not as much as half of the wonderful pen."

Uncle salted fish: "..."

"Is it still eaten?"

He shook his head: "It’s late at night, we should go back."

"Rolling." Uncle salted fish swayed, "Don't let me make a story for you next time."

"Look, even you admit that it's compiled." smirked. "Then I will come back to you next time."

Uncle Salted Fish: "Don't come, I won't open the door if you come."

Hey: "You said that last time."

Uncle salted fish: "..."

Mou Zong wiped his hand with a handkerchief, and her mouth corner, pulling her up from the mat: "Uncle, you have to rest early, I will come back to visit you after a month."

The uncle of salted fish looked at Miao Zong: "Hey." But in the end, I didn't say anything, let them stop coming.

The two walked out of the small yard of the uncle of the salted fish. After walking for a while, he looked back and looked at the door of the small courtyard. The shadow was a bit like a salted fish uncle. She jumped up and waved. "Uncle, I will bring you delicious food next time."

The figure disappeared quickly behind the gate, and then the door was ruthlessly closed.

"Uncle is always like this, his mouth is hard and soft." He took the hand of the ancestors and smelled the smell of the barbecue on the street. "But the level of the uncle's story is really bad. It is sure that even the five-year-old child can lie."

"Yeah." Yan Zong smiled and nodded.

"There is such a vigorous story, told by the uncle, there is no interest." He stopped and turned to look at the ancestors.

"What's wrong?" Mou Zong also stopped to look at her.

"I am tired." He looked at him with pity.

Mou Zong laughed, loosened his hand and took a step forward. He squatted and said: "Come up."

"Zhu Zong, you are so good." After that, he jumped on the back of Miao Zong and reached out to his neck.

In the early summer nights, the lively crowds, and the ones who nestled together.

"Zhu Zong, do you say that Kui Win is still alive?"

Miao Zong kept on foot: "Alive."

"Then he is alone, there is no sect, there is no sect, no one even knows where he is, will he be lonely?"

"Maybe he has friends, not lonely."

"That's good." He hugged the neck of the sect. "I want to be with you anyway, and I will be together everywhere."

"Yeah." Mou Zong smiled a little, "Forever."

"Even if you are not a person, I don't want to give up."

Mou Zong: "..."

"Thank you?"

"You're welcome."