Portable space

"Ah Huang!" Zhang Taiping scolded, Ah Huang obediently stopped barking.

The man stopped looking this way and continued to climb up the stairs, but at this moment he suddenly raised his head and looked up to the sky. From the shade of the trees, he could see two big birds hovering above the blue sky.

The man stopped walking again, became interested in Zhang Taiping and the others, turned around and asked, "Are those two big eagles in the sky yours?"

From the ground, Xiaojin and Xiaofeng, who had undergone some mutations, were indeed a bit like vultures. Zhang Taiping didn't explain it, but just nodded.

"Then these big dogs are also raised by you?"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "Not bad!"

The man said again: "I look at your big dog like a ghost-faced Tibetan mastiff on the edge of Tianshan Mountain. It's a very good Tibetan mastiff. What's more rare is that it can be so obedient. The other two can also see some clues, only just now Calling that one looks a little weird, I have seen many dogs, my eyesight is dull today, I don’t know what kind of dog it is?"

Zhang Taiping laughed and said, "It's just a dirt dog."

"A soil dog?" The man wondered, "It's a miracle that a soil dog can grow so big."

Zhang Taiping smiled slightly and did not speak again.

The man didn't take it seriously, turned around and continued to climb up the stairs.The ponytail who followed her turned her head to look at Zhang Taiping and the others. She had never seen the man in front of her chatting with a stranger about eagle dogs, so she was a little curious.

The two walked to the top of the steps and disappeared into the Taoist temple.

Cai Xiaomei looked at the direction in which the person disappeared in the next year and said: "These two people are not simple people."

Zhang Taiping nodded.Some people are born with a temperament different from ordinary people. Even wearing ordinary clothes in the mountains can hardly conceal the self-confidence from the soul.

"There is another Taoist temple here, let's go! Let's go in and have a look." After speaking, Fan Mingdang jumped up and down the steps.

Zhang Taiping asked from behind: "Does your foot hurt now?" Zhang Taiping and the two also followed up the steps.

Walking into the Taoist temple, in addition to the smell of burning incense, there is also morning tea, which is a specialty in this mountain.Before the sun comes out in the morning, and before the dew disappears, the morning tea picked does not need to be fried, and it naturally carries the fragrance of the mountain soil.

There lived two Taoist priests, one old and one young, in the Taoist temple. The old Taoist was sitting with the man on both sides of a table of eight immortals, standing behind the man with a wooden box in his ponytail, and the young Taoist was pouring tea for them.

The young Taoist also brought a bowl of tea to Ponytail, but Ponytail didn't take it and shook his head slightly.

The man picked up the tea and sniffed it first, then took a sip and praised, "Not bad."

Seeing someone else coming in, the old Taoist held up his teacup for a while, and after seeing that it was Zhang Taiping, he laughed again and said: "I didn't expect that the commander-in-chief came over and went to the mountain to collect medicine again?"

Zhang Taiping did not expect that the person living here was an acquaintance, this Taoist priest surnamed Ma, who once went to the house to play chess with the old man, and replied with a smile: "I didn't expect that Taoist Ma lived here. Herb pickers, just come here to pick up something."

Daoist Ma said, "If you're not in a hurry, sit down and have a cup of tea."

Zhang Taiping said: "I won't bother Mr. Ma if he has guests."

"It's okay, sit down and taste the new tea I picked, and bring some for the old man when you go back." Daoist Ma said.

"Then respect is worse than obedience." Zhang Taiping cupped his hands and sat on the bamboo chair brought by the young Taoist priest.

Seeing the old Taoist priest asking Zhang Taiping to sit down, the man didn't express anything. After drinking a cup of tea silently, the man put down the teacup, and at the same time, Daoist Ma also put down the teacup.

Ever since he entered the Taoist temple, Zhang Taiping felt that the atmosphere was not right, and seeing the scene of the two of them now, he knew that the visitor was not good.That's why he sat down, otherwise he wouldn't join in when others were entertaining guests.

When the man was about to speak, a monkey in clothes suddenly jumped in from the door of the Taoist temple, and the man closed his mouth again in a little surprise.

The one who came in was naturally Wukong. After it came in, it smiled like Wukong in Journey to the West while waving its hands towards the outside.After a while, a monkey who has been wearing clothes jumped in.They all hold wild fruits that they don't know where they found it. They can find fruits in the middle of winter, and only these darlings of the mountains can have this ability.

The man turned to Daoist Ma and asked, "Are these two little monkeys raised by Daoist?"

Daoist Ma shook his head with a smile and said: "It's not raised by the old Taoist, the old Taoist doesn't have this ability yet."

Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "This is with me."

After Wukong came in, he saw the young Taoist priest holding a teapot in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he jumped up to him, trying to grab the teapot.But that young Taoist priest was not weak in kung fu, so he easily dodged it.I remember Wukong jumping up and down and screaming.

Taoist Ma said with a smile: "Qingmu, stop teasing it, add two more bowls."

The young Taoist priest named Qingmu took two more wooden bowls and poured a bowl of tea for each of the two monkeys.

Wukong and the others were really thirsty, they picked up the bowl and started to fill up the tea.Then he jumped to the Eight Immortals table and looked around them curiously.

Zhang Taiping waved away Wukong, there must be something to discuss here, we can't let it make trouble here.

The man said: "I have been in the mountain since the first day of junior high school. Yesterday I went to the Laojun temple in the west of Shanxi to meet the master of the Laojun temple. Today I came here specially to learn Taoist Ma's brilliant skills."

Since I had already entered the mountain yesterday, but I can still come here today, it means that the master of Laojun temple has lost.

Daoist Ma smiled and said: "Since Benefactor Ye wants to weigh the old man, the old man can only accompany him."

Aoki, who was in charge of pouring tea, said, "Master, let me ask Master Ye for his advice."

Daoist Ma shook his head and said, "Your kung fu is still far behind, go over and get my sword."

Taoist Qingmu walked up to the statue of Emperor Zhenwu and took the sword from the statue's hand and put it into the hands of the old Taoist priest.

The man surnamed Ye stood up from the Eight Immortals table, opened the wooden box in his arms with ponytail, took out a three-foot long knife from it, and put it in the man surnamed Ye.

"Please!" Daoist Ma took the sword out of its sheath and made a gesture of please.

The man surnamed Ye stood opposite him, with the long knife out of its sheath, looked at Taoist Ma and said, "I hope the Taoist will give you some advice." After speaking, the long knife drew a semicircular light towards Ma Daochang. .

Ma Daochang waved his sword to meet him, and there was a clang of swords colliding in the air.

The two little monkeys felt the cold light around the two people who were fighting, as if they were being pricked by needles, they jumped far away before stopping.The big dogs also felt the great crisis, and all the hairs on their bodies were blown up.

Fan Ming whispered a little stunned: "I didn't expect there to be swordsmen and swordsmen like those shown on TV. I don't know if there are so-called rivers and lakes?"

Cai Xiaomei tilted her head and said, "What is Jianghu? Where there are people, there are Jianghu. No matter what age you want to come to Jianghu, they will never disappear. It's just that ordinary people can't touch their existence."

Zhang Taiping listened to the conversation between the two but didn't say anything. The concept of the word "jianghu" is very vague now, and he couldn't understand whether there really is a "jianghu" of pure warriors.Squinting his eyes, he carefully looked at the moves of the two of them.

The sword is the king of soldiers, the ancient sacred product, the most noble and the most precious, revered by men and gods.It is the ancestor of short soldiers, a weapon of close combat, with profound Taoist skills, it has entered the legend of Xuan.In fact, because of its lightness to carry, charm to wear, and quick use, all dynasties, princes, princes, scribes, knights, merchants, and ordinary people all take pride in holding it.

The sword is the overlord in the army, known for its forward momentum. Compared with the elegance and lightness of the sword, the sword is more tragic and domineering.

Some people say that "swords are worn by gentlemen, but swords are wielded by thieves."In fact, Dao's brave and unrestrained character still attracts many people.Especially in the later generations, there are more people who use knives than swords, because of the simplicity and unrestrained use of knives, even a person who can't use knives can dance vigorously.