Taoist under the Sunset
Chapter 73:Taoist under the Sunset
Heaven.
A strange wave like a guest, standing proudly in front of the long-life inn in the sea of clouds.
Yan Qingkang stood on the steps looking curiously, understood its identity, and said with some hesitation: "The welcome on the road to eternal life is not old loose?"
Welcome is not ordinary guests, welcome is not ordinary guests.
But, who is about to embark on the long-term path, or embark on the long-term path...
“Well, it’s now rooted in the sea of clouds, but it’s landing on the earth?”He thought of a question, and he was a little curious.
He immediately passed the long-life order and landed the long-life inn on the earth.
When he went down the steps and stepped on the earth, he found that the welcome was not old, but rooted in the white jade of the steps, only more than one meter high.
Welcome is not old, green, lively, as if there is a soul.
At this time, he did not go up the steps, but under the steps, curiously looked at it, and then some surprised, said: "Oh, this pine needle looks like jade, quite extraordinary ah."
When he wanted to pick a pine needle, he found that his hand was not enough.
Obviously, it was a distance of tens of centimeters, but he felt that there was a distance of ten meters, which made him slightly snuber.
He tried several times and gave up.
When he returned to the steps, and the long-lived inn automatically appeared in the cloud sea, this welcome is not old, and it is rooted in the front of the cloud sea.
"It's a bit magical."
Yan Qingyue greets the old pine gaze, but in the vagueness, he feels that the turp like a verdant pine needle is even more extraordinary.
“I don’t know if this little tree will be?”
At this time, he looked at the miniature bonsai that was still on the steps, and suddenly he was looking forward to it.Then move it to the right end of the stairs.
But there was no magical change.
A moment later, he tried the guest house, the second floor and other places, all tried it again, and still did not change.
"It seems that only this welcome pine dark meaning."
He put the small bonsai on the table in the outer room of the second floor, and stood at the window and looked at the welcome.
By this time, it was already twelve o’clock.
He hesitated, and was ready to make himself an "angry rush", after all, eating late and eating early is to eat.
Then, buy “happy” and “angry” materials for tonight’s needs.
When he was picking up foie gras, he sat on the steps and watched the guests.
“The grain is hard, the grain is hard...”
He could not help but think, always feel that this is only its apparent role, should also hide a deeper role.
But apart from that, he didn’t find out what it did.
“Do I want more?”
He raised his eyebrows and speculated: "It is the first staple food that appears in the long-lived inn, and it should not be so superficial..."
“It’s as if people are exhorting to value food, not superficial...”
He shook his head, felt he was shallow, and continued, "Taste it again."
He went back to the kitchen and made rice.
About an hour later, he came out of a Chinese product "anger", a Chinese "grains are hard".
The angry table.
Yan Qinghe resisted the temptation to taste foie gras first, but tasted the "grains are hard".
He closed his eyes, tasted grain by grain, and ate slowly.
In the tucked, he even tasted a very light and very light bitter salt, it seems that the rice contains bitterness and bitterness, and the sweat dripped by the farmer...
He couldn't stop laughing.
There were tears on his face, and he seemed to understand.
So, the fear of the magic, from then on disappear, will not appear again...
And this "grains are hard", square real food, let people eat food that is still moved to tears.
“Only if you know how to taste it.”
He opened his eyes, and although there were tears on his face, he was very happy.
At this time, he saw that there were countless star points in the black stomach, which slowly gathered together and turned into a brighter light point.
It is only three-tenth the size of rice grains.
Yan Qinghe saw it, slightly surprised, and said, “This is the ‘grains are hard’?”
He felt it carefully and found that it could provide energy for three days, that is, three days and three nights without eating or drinking, and still there was no hunger.
Moreover, the energy it provides is not ordinary energy.
Therefore, in these three days and three nights, it will be more energetic than usual, and the whole person will be beautiful.
"But it doesn't seem to work much, and it's not a time of famine."
Yan Qinghua frowned, or feel some chicken ribs, said: "More, I do not need to make a valley."
"I eat this is a Chinese product, can provide three days of energy, then the first product is only one day, the top should have nine days."Yan Qingyin was thinking, and then said with some insight: "However, in special circumstances, it can save a life."
By the time he finished the “angry rush,” it was already three o’clock in the afternoon.
At four o'clock, he first soaked a rice and salted a foie gras, and if no one did, he could eat it himself.
After his heart is lit, he can withstand two or three main dishes.
Moreover, under the constant nourishment of long-term anger, his physique has become strong, not comparable at all.
Otherwise, he would not have had such a powerful force last night.
A moment later, the sun was down, just when it was setting.
He stood on the steps and looked at the sunset, and the welcome was not old, and became a little golden, and it seemed even more extraordinary...
Soon after, the inn began to land.
“Landing in the forest?”
Yan Qingyang stood on the steps, and below it was a series of mountains, saying, "However, the mountains are good, some like Danxia landforms."
“Oh?”
Yan Qingyang looked at the mountains below with slight surprise and said, “Go west for dozens of miles, folded south, and divided into two, sitting around like a dragon and a tiger...”
At this time, he basically knew that the Long Life Inn landed there.
In this evening, the sky is covered with more than half the sky, and the sunset of the river water, Danxia's landform is extremely beautiful, like a human wonderland.
“Bilis water Danxia 踞 tiger dragon, cave heaven blessed with hidden fairy court.Even if the gods go far, they still let the demons fear.”When the long-lived inn landed on the top of a turtle-like peak, Yan Qinghe could not help but read a poem.
And not far away, on a boulder on the side of the cliff, a dish sat a person.
He was wearing a blue robe, facing into the evening in Tuina, did not know that there was a magical inn, and had landed not far behind him.
“The priest?”
Yan Qingkang stared at the smitten Daoist, looking like a young man, and said, “The fate of tonight?”
He stood on the steps and watched, waiting for the priest to wake up from his meditation.
...
Comments
No comments yet. Be the first to comment on this chapter!