I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Yan Shaoting collapsed in frustration, lying on the desk with his hands on his face, "Then how do we get in?"

Stared at by his longing eyes, Zhang Zheng shrugged and raised his eyebrows. It's useless to ask her, and she can't help it.

Zhang Zheng and Yan Shaoting turned their heads to look at Yi Lanshan, and Yi Lanshan's eyelids twitched, "Perhaps we can let Little Jewelry explore the way, but we have been exploring in the village for so long and have never heard of the ancestral land. I don't even know where the ancestral land is, does Fellow Daoist Zhang have any clues?"

Little Jewelry is Yilanshan's little pet, a snow-white treasure hunting mouse.

"The ancestral land is near the village chief's residence. The house with white sails and black satin is the ancestral hall. I heard that the ancestral land is in the ancestral hall, but I have never entered the ancestral hall. I don't know where the entrance to the ancestral land is. "

"Ancestral hall?" Yi Lanshan rubbed her chin in thought, "Is there anyone guarding outside?"

Zhang Zheng recalled it for a while, and said: "It looks like no one is guarding it from the outside, but I don't know if there is anyone in the ancestral hall."

With a flash of inspiration, Zhang Zheng smiled slyly, and said with crooked eyebrows: "Didn't you say that the five monks from the upper realm stop you every day? Since they like to mess around in the village looking for trouble, how can we let them miss it?" How lively is it?"

As soon as the words fell, the dim eyes flickered, and he smiled happily, "Zhang Daoyou is right."

Someone is making trouble against the wind in front to attract attention, and they cover it up a little bit. It is not easy for a little treasure hunting mouse to fish in troubled waters.

The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"Thank you Zhang Daoyou for your help. Recently, we have been looking for opportunities to casually disclose the affairs of the ancestral hall. We will tell Zhang Daoyou if we have any gains."

Zhang Zheng waved his hands indifferently, smiled sweetly, and said sincerely: "Mutual benefit and reciprocity, I am helping myself by helping fellow Taoist, why should fellow Taoist keep saying thank you?"

Leaving the private school, Zhang Zheng walked lightly to the back door of the private school, but hesitated to open the door.

The moon is hanging in the middle of the night, and the cool and cool moonlight winds like a misty veil.

Zhang Zheng simply sat down in the open space in front of the door and watched the moon with the black crows on the branches.

"crunch-"

The old wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and a slender shadow was reflected beside Zhang Zheng, and the owner of the shadow was sitting cross-legged beside her.

Zhang Zheng's eyes trembled slightly, and there were circles of ripples. She didn't need to turn her head to know who was sitting next to her.

The temperament of the gentleman is like a handsome mountain forest, like a gurgling water, the mountains are high and the water is far away, you can tell that this person is lonely and arrogant, you should be incompatible with the world, and independent of the world, but you can see the hidden beauty in her eyebrows and eyes when you look closely. Full of cooking smoke, she is so harmonious with the secular world, inseparable.

How can such a person be a butcher who regards human life as free as nothing...

A warm, faint voice came from the side in the moonlit night, loud and loud, "What is the difference between the crescent moon in the broken porcelain pot and the crescent moon in the sky?"

Zhang Zheng raised his head, his eyes were full of the bright crescent moon hanging above the sky, and he said leisurely: "One is to see flowers in the mist, which turns into nothingness in an instant, and the other is to see the water from the mountains, so close to the end of the world."

"The moon in the water, the moon in the sky, what would you choose?"

Zhang Zheng choked for a while, and after thinking for a while, he hesitated and said: "The moon in the water is fake, but it can be held in your hands. The moon in the sky is real, but it will always be chosen from the sky... If I had to choose one, I might Still choose the latter."

The gentleman nodded almost invisibly, looking up at the moon with smiles and tender eyes in his eyes.

"Who is to blame for the broken glass?"

"The person who throws the cup."

"Who is to blame for the person who threw the cup?"

"The man who pours water."

"Who is to blame for the broken glass?"

"The man who pours water."

"Why do those who pour water pour water?"

"Pour water to teach students."

"Who is to blame for the broken glass?"

"Ask a student."

"It is reasonable for a student to ask for advice. It is reasonable for a person who pours water to teach a teacher. It is reasonable for a person who throws a cup to throw a cup. Then again, who is to blame for the broken cup?"

Zhang Zheng was silent, his eyebrows were furrowed, and after a while he tentatively opened his mouth and said, "No one is guilty, it's just a coincidence, it's just here."

"No... think again." The gentleman shook his head slowly to express his disapproval.

The husband stood up suddenly, turned around and went back to the house. The moment the door closed, he comforted in a warm voice: "It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out, you will understand. Come in when it's cold, at least the room is warm."

Zhang Zheng sat motionless on the spot, the cold and desolate moonlight fell from the sky, softly covering the whole body, half dim and half dark.

"I will, sir."

In the crack of the door, Mr.'s smiling eyes seemed to reflect the moonlight and the sky, with a profound charm, like relief and hope, his eyelashes were lightly closed, and after covering and hiding, there was only an invisible dark color left in the crack of the door.

She was the only one left outside the house, sitting alone between the mats in the sky and the ground, standing alone in the vast world.

The boundless sense of loneliness surged over the sky and covered the sky, making Zhang Zheng almost out of breath.

To be precise, this is not a sense of loneliness, but a feeling of powerlessness to resist as a mayfly in the world. Even if it spends its whole life beating its wings vigorously and flying over thousands of mountains and rivers, it still cannot find a place to stay, because it Know that the moment it stops is the moment of death.

Mayflies are beautiful, they live in the morning and die in the evening, they are born on the same day and return to the moon.

Zhang Zheng stretched out her hand in vain, towards the crescent moon in the sky, the crescent moon didn't say a word, it just poured down ten thousand hectares of moonlight, and returned the glimmering moonlight flowing from the palm of her hand.

"Who is to blame for the broken glass..."

Zhang Zheng repeated in a low voice, the answer was faintly in front of his eyes, but there was a faint mist that shrouded it, and he couldn't see clearly what the answer was in the mist.

……

"Hey, little brother from the lower realm, where are you going today?"

Yan Shaoting stared at the baby-faced female cultivator with a hippie smile in front of him.

These days, either the baby-faced female cultivator followed them or the slanted-eyed male cultivator followed them. Anyway, there were people following them wherever they went, and from time to time all five of them would show up to block their way.

A good man doesn't fight with a woman, Yan Shaoting couldn't help comforting himself in his heart, and looked aside for help as if Yi Wanshan was spending his time watching the show.

Yi Lanshan looked away as if nothing had happened, this nun has been with them for three days, and she likes to make Yan Shaoting a joke every day, but she doesn't pay much attention to Gu Yi Lanshan's behavior.

This is what is called a slump and a leisurely life.

After all, there are only two of them with five opponents. If they really want to fight, they are no match for them. In this case, it is better to live in peace.

It's just... today is not a good day for peace and harmony, they still have to rely on her to deliver the good news!
Thinking of this, Yi Lan's expression froze, and he deliberately pretended to be impatient, and quickly restrained himself after he ensured that the baby-faced female cultivator had noticed.

Yi Lanshan gave Yan Shaoting a look, and the two of them sat down around the spring in Houshan, pretending to make tea and drink tea, so leisurely.