Lan Ruochan

Chapter 14 Extra Trailer - Qingyun Chapter
Taihu Lake,

The mist is vast, boundless as far as the eye can see,
Facing the sky, hating the sky;

Adjacent to the vast sea, sigh the boundless sea.

If he has no shackles, Anzhi can't be as broad as Tianhai?
He committed himself to the land, and his heart climbed the sky and the sea,

Self-contained five lakes, smiling proudly,
Therefore, it is named "Taizi", which is not in vain.

The mountain spirit bear, the water spirit transforms into a dragon,
Taihu Lingchi has its own dragon veins.

Taotao Dajiang, endless for thousands of years, pregnant with its dragon soul;

The cliffs in the West Pole are lined up with rock ridges, turning into a dragon shape.

From Longchi, through Longshou and Longbei Mountains, it is just like a black dragon protruding half of its body from Taihu Lake, protecting a small hill in its embrace.

Compared with the giant dragon-like mountains, this small hill looks like a larva that is learning to crawl. Although it wants to put on a domineering posture like a black dragon, half-leaning its body from the lake, but the mere hundred Ruler, looks cute, I don't know how many thousands of years it will take to become Jackie Chan.

The so-called "Shu of Shu", this Shu mountain by the Taihu Lake is named after it.

The soil of Shu Mountain is strange, and it is fired into utensils, which are neither pottery nor porcelain, with a restrained luster and a color like sunset, commonly known as purple sand.

The teapot is made of purple sand and filled with Li tea. After a long time, the fragrance will permeate the bones and make Chen Yijia. All tea lovers flock to it.

At this time, Ziyang Pavilion on the top of the mountain,
A Taoist in Tsing Yi was holding a purple clay teapot, checking it over and over again.

The scholar in Xuanshan next to him asked in a tentative voice, "How?"

"Huh? How? Are you asking about people, or this pot?"

The Xuanshan scribe showed embarrassment, "With Mr. Huayang's transparency, why bother to tell the truth?"

"Hey, it's only clear if you talk about it, how can you be clear if you don't talk about it? You Chen Daoju is a famous iron rooster in the world. You suddenly asked the poor Taoist to identify the purple sand. Maybe it's because of Peigong?"

"Come on! If this pot is in the eyes of Mr. Huayang, then please accept it!"

"No, no!

Although the fire is well controlled when this pot is fired, the color is uniform, which can be called top grade.

However, there are obviously some problems with the humidity of the materials used. The luster is restrained but not full enough to reach the top-quality level.

Pindao has no interest in this one. "The Taoist put down the teapot in his hand, his face was flat.

After hearing this, the scribe in Xuanshan felt quite nervous, and he didn't know how to answer the words.

But the other party was obviously just trying to show off. Seeing the change of face of the scribe in the black shirt, a smile appeared on the face of the Taoist in Tsing Yi:
"But those two kids were different."

The Taoist suddenly approached the scholar in Xuanshan mysteriously and whispered something.

The Xuanshan scribe's expression was cloudy and uncertain, and it changed several times in a row.

Just as the mind of the scribe in the black shirt was surging,
The Taoist in Tsing Yi flicked his sleeves, patted the pavilion fence, looked at the two children playing not far away, and said leisurely,

"Pindao can only give one more suggestion to Patriarch Chen. If the child has not registered yet, it is better to record his native place in Yixing."

"Why is this?"

"As the first dragon ring around the pillar of Nine Dragons, it must become a stepping stone for the later dragon body, and the dragon's aura will inevitably be suppressed. Therefore, it is better to use this stone dragon as a stepping stone. Your child's fate may have a turn for the better, at least you can get it." A good death."

The scribe in Xuanshan got up and bowed respectfully, "Thank you for your guidance, sir."

"No need! It's these two children who are predestined with the poor, let's go down and have a look!"

Two children with weeping hair are digging worms and playing under the tree.

One is white and fat, with an honest and honest appearance.

Although the other one looks thinner, his eyes are bright and there is a spirit of elves.

Suddenly a blue cloud floated over, and the thinner child was obviously more vigilant, and immediately felt it.

I saw him planing a few times vigorously with a branch, catching a golden worm, jumping up happily, tiptoeing, and raising his hand high,

"This long-bearded uncle, Uncle Chen said that you are very capable, and there is nothing in the world that you don't know. Then, can you tell me what kind of bug it is?"

Seeing that his companion had caught a big one, that simple and honest boy was also excited and surrounded him.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi smiled and stroked the two children, bent down and answered patiently,

"Uncle doesn't have such supernatural powers, there are many things in this world that uncle doesn't know about.

But if you ask about this bug, Uncle can tell you that this kind of bug is called rebirth.

Their loud calls call out predators for them. "

The silly boy interjected, "They, can they bark?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi lightly patted him on the shoulder in fear, and the simple and honest boy knew how to keep quiet, obviously he was well educated.

So the Taoist in Tsing Yi continued to explain, "Once this kind of insect is born, it will lie dormant underground for several years, even more than ten years, desperately absorbing nutrients to make itself stronger.

Until they feel that they are strong enough to compete with most of the natural enemies of insects, they will transform into wings, break out of their shells, and turn into autumn cicadas, making a long song that is famous all over the world.

After a long time of stagnation and gaining momentum, it chooses an opportunity to sing. Because of its transformation and rebirth, it is named Fuyu. "

After hearing this, the worm-catching child thought for a while, "So that's how it is, then I'll put it back again."

"Oh? Why?"

"Because I prefer to listen to its cry after it turns into a cicada. When the time comes, I will come to play with it again."

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi twisted his long beard with his hands, faced the great lake, and laughed loudly. A dragon chant suddenly sounded in the laughter, which seemed to be a prophecy:
"The world is full of injustice,

Kowloon gathers stars around the pillars.

When the Awakening of Insects flutters its wings and soars into the sky,
Nanyue Chaoyang Beiyue collapsed. "

(End of this chapter)