The fairy city of the market man

Chapter 93
The master is still receiving karmic wind nine days away, but there is also a Baoyin Taoist in the land boundary, who comes at any time. My family is different from the ghost mother-in-law who bears the name of Ji Hongmian. Baoyin used to play chess in Dilong Mountain. If you don’t believe this mountain god Conscientious, but only pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Hearing that he was threatening, Zhen Yaoshen in the carriage couldn't help persuading him: "City Lord, please speak up, this senior is different from us human immortals, as a land immortal, he only seeks people, and he doesn't have to be his enemy! "

"Bah!" Shang San'er was rude to him: "He's so talkative, he's still walking around outside his door, I don't have that much time to spare!"

Tu Zhuang stopped the carriage, Zhao Tong and Zhen Yaoshen came down, Granny Chen was the last one, and she also complained: "As for the senior people around, this senior is the closest to Luliu, maybe he still has contact with him, or maybe he can ask for it." At that time, the little turtle grandson only offended others, so be careful when your mother tells you to eat thorns!"

It's not necessarily an enemy of the mountain god, but Shang San'er is unwilling to flatter. His attitude is not as good as when he first met a ninth-level immortal. It's all a little strange.

Shang San'er snorted coldly: "No matter how powerful you are, you won't care about the life and death of my city. What's the point of flattering him?"

The four ninth ranks look at the level of cultivation, and the mall owner thinks about being useful or not.

On the night of apprenticeship, Shang San'er had already seen clearly with the light and shadow of the three friends.

Such a secluded earth immortal is not as effective as a mud tire in the temple. No matter how powerful he is, how big is the Da Luo Jinxian who is backed by the third master?Why flatter him?

He was not polite at all, on an old tree beside the road, a human face appeared from the bark, and he asked coldly, "Golden Immortal Da Luo is so majestic, why do you want me?"

She has a tough waist, and she is treated better than the ghost mother-in-law. Isn't that why she came out?
Tu Zhuang, Old Man Zhao, Granny Chen, and Zhen Yaoshen all bowed down: "I've seen you, senior!"

Shang San'er clapped his fists indiscriminately, and opened his mouth, saying: "My master asked me to do two things, one is to find out what's so strange about that sweet-scented osmanthus tree you planted; the other is to ask where Ah Chou in the mountain has gone, and why?" Don’t dare to meet the ghost mother-in-law Ma Tong?”

The bark-like human face has only an outline, and the eyes, nose, and mouth are all blurred, making it impossible to see the face clearly. The mountain god "hehe" sneered twice: "The Daluo Jinxian wants to see the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and he can see it nine days away. How dare you tire yourself out?" ? I’m not a nanny either, I haven’t helped anyone babysit, and I can’t find anyone to blame me?”

The mountain god's tone was also harsh, but Shang San'er was not afraid, and rolled his eyes at the tree: "How would I know? If not, you can ask my master? Or I can call another person's name and ask him to tell me?"

Baoyin is in the land boundary, but Popi is actually more confident. The phantom of the bark-shaped mountain god groaned again and again, but he could only admit his cowardice and confide something: "Half a year ago, a powerful man came from Dilong Mountain, who is much more capable than me. , claiming to be the father of that ugly man, and taking him away, how can I be troublesome?"

Ah Chou's father was originally a demon imprisoned in the Heavenly Demon Prison, and he was able to seduce the Golden Immortal into losing his body. His ability was at least comparable to that of the Golden Immortal.

Comparable to the existence of a golden immortal, if he really captures Ah Chou, not to mention the four ninth-level immortals, Shang San'er will retreat.

The mountain god said again: "My osmanthus tree is just for fun, and it is called 'Wu Shuang Fu Yun'. How can it be worth mentioning? Since the Nine Heavens Daluo wants you to see it, let's come to Longshou Peak to see what it is. Here it is. Sixteen hundred miles to the northwest, the old woman who was looking for someone is also there, but there is no road, and the carriage cannot go there."

I'm not being polite, but I want the other party to be polite, Shang Poppi said: "Then my two horses will be put in the mountain, please take care of the mountain god, don't be eaten by mountain monsters and wild animals."

The mountain god snorted again, but he didn't know if he should respond, the bark returned to its original shape, and it was gone.

Shang San'er yelled: "Let's unload the cart and drive the horse into the mountains. If it is really eaten, the mountain god will pay for it!"

In addition to the horses, the carts were also unloaded in the mountains beside the road, and they were not hidden on the dogs' backs. They might be taken away by passing caravans, but Shang San'er wanted to use the carriage to test the mountain gods. Nobody cares.

After the car was unloaded, the old dog was not required to help, but Tu Zhuang and Zhen Yaoshen were asked to carry it to a mountain depression and pull some branches and leaves to cover it.

Then go northwest to find Longshou Peak.

The mountain god of Gouri only said that it was located in the northwest, and without any further reminder, the four ninth-level ones cannot fly, so where is it easy to find in such a vast land?
Let the four ninth ranks head north along the edge of Dilong Mountain. Shang San'er rode a dog and flew for three days to find a mountain that was steeper and more beautiful than the surrounding ones. There was a big green brick and green tile on the mountainside. After entering the house several times in the courtyard, the old dog barked first, and found the breath of the ghost mother-in-law he had come into contact with.

Shang San'er didn't make any contact, but patted the dog and told him to turn back, looking for Tu Zhuang and others first.

After the four Ninth Ranks were brought over, another five days passed.

These eight days have passed, enough for the old dog's body to grow back and restore it to its original state.

At the foot of Longshou Peak, we finally met after two visits. When we returned to Luliu City, Ma Tong’s clothes and hair on the sideburns were meticulously groomed. After staying in the mountains for several months, his clothes were already greasy, and his hair was messy and pale. There is still a lot of dirt on her face, she looks like a dirty old woman.

She is better than Qizhen Pavilion anyway, according to Tang Yuanshan, Qizhen Pavilion has been visited several times, and even the mountain god has not been found anywhere.

Seeing them, Ma Tong looked excited and hurried up to meet them.

Knowing that it was difficult for her to speak and she didn't want to be polite, Shang San'er said first: "Mother-in-law, there is no need to say more, Ji Jinxian invited us here, just like you, let's go to the mountain god's inner room first to have a look!"

The entire Dilong Mountain is the home of the mountain god, and Longshou Peak is used as the inner bedroom.

Ma Tong begged for many days at the foot of the mountain, but failed to get the permission of the mountain god. When he tried to force his way in, it was as if a ghost hit a wall, and the ghouls he raised couldn't get up. He accumulated countless grievances, and even blocked his resentment. Shang San'er called to go up the mountain. Look, gritted your teeth and said: "Okay!"

Both Master and Ji Jinxian were not enough. The city lord of Shangda used Baoyin tiger skin as a banner, and the party had to go up the mountain. The prohibition that blocked the ghost mother-in-law before did not appear again.

Longshou Peak had more aura than the surrounding area. After he climbed the mountain, many birds came and tried their best to fly up the mountain, but they were not hindered.

Zhen Yaoshen, Tu Zhuang, etc. thought about it, what's so tricky about the osmanthus tree in the mountain god's house, it has been hidden enough for a few days, and people will see it?

Mostly just for nothing.

But if he didn't make a trip, City Lord Shang would not be able to hand in the errand.

Halfway up the mountain, there were two women in palace costumes to greet them: "The guests have come from afar and are working hard, the owner of the mountain is already making tea, please come with the little girl!"

"Thank you very much!"

It should be the mountain god's maidservant, all of them are stunning, graceful and graceful as they walk, and Tu Zhuang doesn't look sideways. Shang San'er is more polite to them than the mountain god, but he turns his head, walks unscrupulously, and follows behind to look at them wantonly.

The beautiful woman led the way, and before entering the gate, he smelled the lingering cinnamon fragrance, which penetrated into the heart and lifted people's spirits, making Tu Zhuang feel ready to move.

It is still spring, and it is still too early to smell the fragrance of osmanthus seeds, and what I smell is also the fragrance left by last year, which will last for a long time.

There is no couplet on the gate, only the four characters of "living in the mountain for a long time".

The two women walked through the door, and walked around the corridor for a while, the scent became stronger and stronger, and then they came to a large courtyard with bluestone pavement, a tall osmanthus tree that must be embraced by two people, and seven bamboo chairs under the tree. , a bamboo table, on the table are steaming kettles and tea bowls. It should be a rare set of famous kiln good porcelain, with bright glaze and pictures of beauties printed on it.

Behind this courtyard, there is also a tea garden with tall tea trees, but the whole picture cannot be seen clearly from the wall.

According to Tang Yuanshan, there should be sixteen of the best spiritual tea trees.

Taking advantage of Shang San'er's trip, the birds that came into the mountains arrived earlier and stopped on the osmanthus trees, but when they arrived here, they felt that there was a magic trick, and none of them made any noise.

Of the seven bamboo chairs, only one sits at the table, and the rest are reserved for guests.

On the bamboo table, seven bowls of tea have just been brewed. The set should be eight tea bowls, and one is left unused.

The man was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a straight nose, a bright face and a beautiful beard, looking like jade and gold.

Shang San'er and his party entered the courtyard, he stood up and cupped his hands slightly: "I want to see the sweet-scented osmanthus tree for the teacher, so I will drink tea here, so I can take a closer look!"

He is a senior of the Earth Immortal, he doesn't know his name, and he only bows his hand, which is not considered a big one.

Except for Ma Tongshi, Tu Zhuang bowed his head and stepped forward in small steps, first saluted and then clasped fists to meet each other.

The same ninth level, but he is an earth immortal.

Lead the two maids to be a blessing and exit the courtyard.

According to what we know, the person surnamed Shang is a rascal, and he is not very polite, but he has already entered the house, and he has to deal with it, so there is no need to care about it.The mountain god's face became more and more cold, and he pointed to the surrounding bamboo chairs: "Please sit down! Evil guests come to the door, but with the karma of the Daluo Jinxian, the small mountain god's mountain dwelling is simple, and he only treats guests with self-grown dragon camellia tea."

The master had informed him that he knew his name was Chang Jiujiu, walked to the nearest bamboo chair, sat down with a big horse, and then turned around to greet: "Tong mother-in-law, sit first! The mountain god said, Ah Chou was captured by his father. Just ask carefully!"

Unlike Tu Zhuang and the others, Ma Tong knew who A Chou's father was, and listened to it with awe, so he ignored his own grievances and resentments, and asked the truth first: "Senior, when did it happen? That...boy...looks...what...looks like?"

The mountain god's face remained the same, he was still cold, and he brought tea one by one, and then answered her: "Five months ago, a sudden one came from the mountain..."

The ghost mother-in-law has difficulty in pronouncing words, and she has to ask carefully, and it takes a while.

Holding the tea bowl, Shang San'er didn't know where to sit, so he took off his shoes, teased the old dog lying in front of him with his stinky socks, then removed the socks, stepped on the bamboo chair, and sniffed the scent of cinnamon and tea comfortably.

He looked up again at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree above his head.

I don't know how many years the mountain god has been planting. The tree is tall and tall, with a canopy like an umbrella, covering a radius of six or seven feet. It is indeed different from ordinary osmanthus trees.

A lot of birds flying from outside had already stopped on the branches, all of them smelled the fragrance foolishly as if they were drunk.

Among them, there is a gray and white woodpecker who is familiar with Shang San'er.

A catty of Longshan tea, which is worth five leaves, opens the tea cover, and it is another kind of fragrant and unique, which is not inferior to the cinnamon. When you take a sip, it contains a lot of spiritual energy. It is really extraordinary, not fat Ruyi Kind of cheap tea comparable.

What the mountain god explained, he also listened to his ears.

It took a while to finish talking over there, regardless of the frustrated ghost mother-in-law, Shang San'er put the tea bowl back, and said: "We are bad guests, seniors are very proud, and they are willing to give good tea, which also solves the doubts of Tong mother-in-law. Thanks a lot, I'll look elsewhere!"

He took out three cricket pots, and put them on the bamboo table: "I, the Daluo Jinxian, personally passed on, I am ashamed of my master everywhere, and I can't give anything good to thank this tea. I only raise three insects under my new fairy peach tree. I have absorbed enough earth energy, even though it is a plaything, it is still rare, the mountain god will pick one and give it as a thank you gift!"

It would be too childish for the nonchalant city lord to return a gift of a worm, and Zhen Yaoshen was also speechless.

The mountain god sneered: "I have practiced for nearly 2000 years. How can it be like a young man who is greedy for fun? I have no juniors, so it is useless to send me off. If I leave it idle, it will delay its prestige. Just accept it!"

But he was sneering in his heart, the three friends passed on a wine recipe, and Popi can make good wine, do you think I don't know?It's useless to talk about these things without giving wine as a gift, but the suspicion is still there, and if you want to stuff things in, maybe Da Luo Jinxian can use tricks to spy on me.

Being rejected, Shang San'er laughed dryly, scratched his head, and said: "I don't like this, but there is no suitable object anymore!"

The mountain god shook his head: "There is no friendship between the left and the right, and there will be no communication in the future. The tea grown by myself is not worth thanking!"

"Okay!" Shang San'er bent down to reach for the shoes, and said, "Trouble the mountain god! Let's take leave!"

With enough shoes in one hand and the cricket pot in the other, I didn't want to tilt my body, the pottery cricket pot was not held firmly, fell to the ground, and shattered into several petals with a "bang".

The mountain god kept his face cold and let him pretend.

The basin broke, and the red-headed ghost inside jumped and ran away.

Shang San'er said "Ouch", and leaned over barefoot to catch it, ignoring his shoes.

In spring, a few weeds grow in the gaps between the bluestone slabs, and the cricket hides by covering itself.

The owner of the mall was like a naughty boy, when he saw a bug, he pouted his rear hips, kicked his feet on the ground, and jumped like a toad to catch it.

The insect was so alert that it couldn't catch the left and right.

Maybe it wasn't for doing something for no reason, but Zhen Yaoshen still had no face to see such embarrassment.

Looking coldly at him playing for a long time, but still unable to get up, the mountain god Fang hummed: "Chong'er is here, take it!"

Spreading his hand, the red-headed ghost was in his palm, unable to jump away.

Shang San'er got up resentfully, came back to pick up the red-headed ghost, a little embarrassed, threw the bug back on the dog's back, held the cloth shoes, and called, "Farewell!"

The mountain god replied: "No!"

God Zhen Yao breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly followed Tu Zhuang and others back to the tea bowl, got up and saluted, and said goodbye to go out.

Walking barefoot to the gate of the courtyard, the unscrupulous city lord turned back and asked, "It took eight days to enter the mountain, dare to ask the mountain god, are my horses and carts still there?"

The mountain god replied with a cold face: "I dare not go against what Daluo Jinxian personally passed down and ordered, but there will be no next time!"

"Thank you very much!"

There is a maid to lead the way when you come, but no one to see you when you go. Fortunately, you won't go the wrong way, find the original way and exit.

As soon as they left the hospital, Chang Jiujiu's sleeves brushed away, and the broken cricket pots on the ground, smelly socks, and pieces of silver "accidentally" dropped when catching crickets were all moved thousands of miles away.

The mountain god raised his head and looked at the birds parked in the canopy.

Shang San'er, who was walking outside, suddenly yelled "Ouch!"

Not knowing where to look for Ah Chou, the ghost mother-in-law was so worried that she didn't have time to pay attention, but Zhen Yaoshen and the other four all looked over.

Tu Zhuang asked, "What's wrong?"

"Well, the stone kicked my foot!"

In the sweet-scented osmanthus garden in the inner room, the mountain god twitched his mouth and said to the treetop: "Each has its own destiny, I don't have the opportunity you are waiting for here, go back to the mountain!"

Affected by his words, the flock of birds were startled, and each flapped their wings and flew away.

Chang Jiujiu turned around, facing the bamboo chair and the teacup that the owner of the mall had sat on.

Taking off your shoes and boarding a bamboo chair without stepping on the ground, doing secret things and practicing Taoism, you can be called a mountain god.

The sleeves flicked away, and a chair and a teacup were missing in place.

(End of this chapter)