Yan Dynasty forbids cultivating immortals

With the wind blowing, Yang Qi followed Shen Changliu's buttocks and went to the pharmacy to grab a few medicines.Yang Qi, Chen Bi, and Lu Li were all recovering, but Eleven continued to fall asleep in a daze.

When Eleven was carried back by Shen Changliu, Yang Qi thought he was dead, and what was carried was just a corpse, but Shen Changliu stubbornly didn't believe it, so Chen Bi and Yang Qi couldn't bear to hurt him.

At that time, both Yang Qi and Chen Bi were half-crippled, lying in the carriage, and Shi Shi beside them was lying upright.At first, Yang Qi thought it was Shen Changliu who was in a daze, until one day he inadvertently tilted his neck, and a stream of air swept across the base of his neck. Yang Qi thought it was the carriage leaking air, but he couldn't help doubting it, so he tried a few more times. This time, it was finally discovered that Eleven might really be alive.

His breathing was very slow and light, but not without it. Yang Qi struggled to switch positions with Bala and Chen Bi. After switching positions, Chen Bi felt for Eleven's pulse for nearly an hour, and found a weak beating.

"He's really alive!"

Chen Bi burst into tears, he really couldn't stand another person dying because of him.

Eleven's life became a mystery. First, Shen Changliu found a pack of realgar in his arms, preventing Eleven from being swallowed by the snake at the bottom of the valley.Furthermore, Chen Bi checked again carefully, and finally found that he had several major veins sealed. Because of dying, miraculously left a glimmer of life.

The three of them didn't dare to move, they just waited for Yi Hui to unseal the sealed veins when they were sent back to Mount Zhongnan.Therefore, Rao Shishi sleeps for a long time, like a corpse, but everyone is still grateful. It is a miracle that he survived under such circumstances.

"The setting sun is infinitely good, but it's almost dusk."

Yang Qi's literary quality is very poor, and he watched the sunset for a long time and recited such a sad poem, feeling a little sad.

Turning back to look at Shen Changliu, Shen Changliu was dumbfounded, he didn't even wink at him, and only focused on the road under his feet.

Yang Qi was stunned, and he was scratching his head and preparing to play another song, but he only had goose goose goose in his mind, and the song was like Tiange, and it was the little kid who sat on the big tree and eavesdropped on the private school many years ago. Read it in a dog's accent.shame!don't read.

Since Yang Qi's shy operation last time, Shen Changliu seldom talked to him.Yang Qi couldn't figure it out, it would be good to beat him up, but Shen Changliu didn't say anything, and completely turned into a wooden stake, shaking his heart every day in front of his eyes.

He didn't blow Yang Qi's head off. From the point of view of the narcissistic Uncle Yang Qi, he still misses him in his heart and has some affection for him, but he doesn't know how to express it, so the seventh uncle can't help but wonder, is it that I was not enough that day? To take the initiative, should the overlord force his bow directly, touch the bed in the middle of the night, and cook the raw rice?

The seventh uncle is like a mallet with hair/spring, full of yellow spikes, and he is dizzy and asks his uncle Chen Bi.The uncle's heart felt cold for a while, and seeing Yang Qi's face of sharing weal and woe with him, he said sincerely: "If you don't want Peony to die, then calm down."

Yang Qi "ahhh".

"I hanged myself on the tree of Shen Changliu."

God is sorry to see, Yang Qi has a stick with a heart stronger than gold, if he doesn't crash to death on the iceberg and doesn't look back, he won't be able to hide from the iceberg.

Finally one day, Yang Qi threw himself at him again, Shen Changliu glared at him, his face flushed, and he slapped Yang Qi, instead of slapping his face, he slapped him on the head.The water that had been accumulated in Yang Qi's brain for many days finally poured out, and he was half awake, deeply feeling that he had severe hysteria these days, and blamed it on drinking less alcohol.

Yang Qi stood up lazily, picked up his face that had been left on the ground for many days, and resumed the unrestrained style of the world's best swordsman, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "Sorry, I drank less." Yang Chang left, Went down the mountain to drink.

He got drunk in the wine shop, completely unaware that Shen Changliu smashed everything that could be smashed in the room after he left.

Chen Bi was reading and shook her head sadly when she heard the commotion next door.

Yang Qi felt the pain, didn't Shen Changliu feel the pain?

That night Yang Qi was drunk in the restaurant, Shen Changliu searched all the shops before finding him and carrying him back.

Chen Bi leaned on the door frame, watching Shen Changliu carry the drunken Yang Qi back. Yang Qi's head was deep and long, heavy, chaotic and drunk, making Shen Changliu crooked all the way, but he didn't go to catch up with him after all. handle.He returned to the room, brushing his fingers over the long sword pressed against the pillow.I thought to myself: Maybe it is the best way for everyone to go alone.

As a result, Yang Qi returned to his old style, slipping down the mountain to drink, watch cockfights, and even play a shadow puppet show when he was so happy. Shen Changliu found him behind the curtain of the shadow puppet show one time. It was Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's shadow puppets, who smiled when they saw him coming, and said, "Wait, let me make up a new one for you."

So the spectators in the audience watched Zhu Yingtai, who was supposed to appear on the stage, turn into Ma Wencai. "Ma Wencai went to Hangzhou to study. He met a handsome young student on his way. He asked him who he was. Zai, the friendship is deep..."

The people in the audience became more and more wrong, they threw vegetable leaves and rotten eggs to boo, Yang Qi and the old man stood still, and ended the scene abruptly, and finally there was no one in the audience, only three people were behind the scenes.

The old man stood up and hunched his back to pack up his belongings, dismantled the small bones and the strings and put them back together. Yang Qi was still not satisfied, and turned somersaults with the puppet images of Ma Wencai and Liang Shanbo, and then the two puppet images were separated from the screen. The two ends move forward until they reach the middle.The two figures Ma Wencai and Liang Shanbo gradually came together, lowered their heads, and kissed each other lightly.

Under the oil lamp, Yang Qi's side face was gentle and nostalgic, and he hummed a line, "A peony is planted in the sky, and the old man moves to Hangzhou. Build a magpie bridge with your own hands, and wait for the spring breeze to bloom."

Shen Changliu looked at his side face, sinking hopelessly.

The three of them stayed on the mountain for more than half a month, during which the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and the door of the dilapidated hut collapsed under the pressure of snow. As the year approached, the seriously injured finally jumped up and down.

Chen Bi took a long sword and performed an impromptu sword dance in the yard, picking off a few plum blossoms with one sword, while Yang Qi cheered loudly while holding the wine jar, and he was so happy that he threw the wine jar and picked up a plum blossom to share with Chen Bi. Bi "dances lightly".The inseparable fight between the two of them knocked the plum blossoms to the ground, sword and saber aura flew, and the long sleeves of the toga robe were even more elegant.

If Lu Li hadn't stopped him in the end, the two of them would have bald that chime-mouthed wintersweet plant.

On the day of the new year, Shen Changliu and Yang Qi went down the mountain to collect a lot of food, and the next day Lu Li would take Eleven back to Zhongnan Mountain.Every year, the first heavy snowfall of Zhongnan Mountain seals the gate of the mountain, until the next March when the snow melts, ice floes float in the river, and the disciples on the mountain fly a white crane on the top of the mountain, the gate of Zhongnan Mountain is opened this year.

There were wild rumors in the Jianghu that they wanted to entangle the decent factions to encircle and suppress the remnants of Zhongnan Mountain, but Situ Cheng didn't say a word, and the government didn't give an order.In addition, Zhongnan Mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and there was no way to go up the mountain, so the crusade was put on hold and discussed next spring.

The disciples of Zhongnan Mountain certainly know that there are other ways to go up the mountain, no matter whether the mountain is closed by heavy snow or not.Lu Li insisted on leaving at this time because during the Chinese New Year, every family was busy with reunions, and there would be less round-ups on the way to Zhongnan Mountain.

The north wind poured in from the crack of the door, whining and roaring, the four of them gathered around the table for guessing and drinking, and Yang Qi came up with no idea, and finally poured the three noble Zhongnan disciples under the table, feeling very happy .

The next day, Lu Li packed his bags and went down the mountain with Shi Yi on his back.

Eleven has always been the same. After these days of intensive care, her complexion in a coma has improved a lot.Lu Li tied him up with cloth strips, his small pointed chin rested on Lu Li's shoulder, his eyelashes were sparse and thick, and the baby's fat face was chubby, lying quietly on Lu Li's body, like a sleeping baby. milk dog.

The two sent him down the mountain, Yang Qi hired a carriage and waited at the foot of the mountain.

As parting was approaching, Lu Li bid farewell. Chen Bi felt guilty for the troubles that the recent incident had caused Zhong Nanshan, and asked Lu Li to greet Master Yi Hui.

Lu Li agreed one by one, and when he got into the car, Lu Li suddenly turned his head and bowed to Chen Bi, asking the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

"Eldest brother, on our trip down the mountain, eleven suffered all kinds of hardships. Why?"

Chen Bi knew she couldn't hide it, so she lifted her hem and plopped down on the snow.

"Brother lied to you." Chen Bi looked at Shen Changliu, and Shen Changliu looked at the distant snow-capped mountains.

"Shen Li, the censor of Zuodu who was wronged and died 11 years ago, is my father. This trip down the mountain is to avenge the injustice. I didn't expect to implicate you and Shiyi."

Lu Li raised his eyes and asked him, his eyes were calm.

"Is that the upright official Mr. Shen?"

Chen Bi blankly replied: "Yes, you know him?"

"It was Mr. Shen who rescued my sister from the corrupt officials. He is our family's great benefactor. I kowtowed to him when I was young. He is a good official."

Chen Bi had mixed feelings for a moment, and his eyes were wet. He respected his father all his life. Even though he was killed by a traitor, he lived in the hearts of the people.

Lu Li knelt down to Chen Bi and bowed to him.

"Eldest brother, you can go ahead and do it. Master and I, Eleven and all Zhongnanshan disciples are waiting for you on the mountain."

Snow foam flew up, and a thin layer quickly accumulated on the cloak.Lu Li jumped onto the carriage, pulled the reins, and waved goodbye to the three of them.

Lu Li got farther and farther away, and the carriage gradually became a small point, until it disappeared into the winding valley.

Night snow

The three of them were grilling rice at the dining table, Yang Qi was eating deliciously, Shen Changliu suddenly put down his chopsticks, and said in a cold but unquestionable voice: "I want to serve Dao forever."

The implication is that they cut off the love of their children and never pay attention to the world of mortals.

The chopsticks Yang Qi used to chop the rice "fluttered" and fell to the ground.

Chen Bi was on the sidelines calmly, since Shen Changliu ended in this way, he couldn't say a word.

There was a dead silence at the whole dinner table.

Shen Changliu unilaterally ended Yang Qi's stalking these days.

The three of them didn't say a word, and Chen Bi went to bed early.When Shen Changliu returned to the room, Yang Qi blocked the door, and he regarded it as a cloud of air.

Chen Bi woke up early the next morning, opened the door, and saw a snowman at Shen Changliu's door.

That was Yang Qi, frozen into a lump of ice.

The author has something to say: Friends who will take the junior exam tomorrow, come on~~~~~~fighting!