Lanling covered the moon

Chapter 254 Encountering Immortals

The fifth day of the first lunar month is the God of Wealth Day.

Cuiniang and Zheng Er dragged Zimo out of the bed with a livid face.

The sound of firecrackers has not stopped since the third watch, and at the fifth watch, a servant knocked on his door and said that the old lady was going to take everyone to the temple to worship the Buddha and welcome the God of Wealth.

Zimo supported his waist, his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes, the place behind was hot, and he applied the medicine himself, but it didn't heal, and when he woke up, his bones were creaking.

"Brother, are you okay?" Zheng Er wore a milky white short-haired shawl, tucked crookedly on the side of her head with a single bun, and ran to his side with high spirits and high spirits. Looking at that cute little face, it seems that she even applied lip balm today, making her look even more tender and juicy.

Why. . . . . .He couldn't help sighing, seeing Zheng Er's youth overflowing, Zi Mo felt like he was in his seventies and eighties, and his whole body was withered.

"Brother?" Zheng Er tugged at Zimo's sleeve, held Zimo's with his little hand, and led him into the carriage of the palace.

Mo Nana jumped into the carriage and yawned.Tears were about to come out, and when the wheels moved, the damn place started to hurt again.

He couldn't help but squeezed his fist, he wished he could eunuch that bastard!

"Your Highness, wait a while and offer more incense to the Bodhisattva, and bless you with good luck in the new year. By the way, the most important thing is that you can find a lady from a great family and get married as soon as possible!" Cui Niang smiled, looking forward to her highness getting married. .

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"Cui Niang, where do you ask the God of Wealth on the fifth day of the first lunar month, where do you get so many wishes?" When it comes to getting married, Zi Mo becomes even more depressed.He was countered by Gao Zhan and had no strength to fight back.Before, he was confident to get along with Gao Zhan at his own pace, but now that the situation has become like this, how can he be calm? !Although the pain in the back was dull, it made his internal organs feel irritable.

"Yeah, yeah, Cuiniang doesn't know, brother, he's already... um!" Zheng Er, the sharp-tongued little girl, was about to blurt out early in the morning, and Zi Mo grabbed her hand. shoulder, covering her mouth in his arms.

"Ah? What is it already?" Cui Niang asked wonderingly.Looking at the mysterious appearance of these two brothers and sisters, I couldn't help being curious.

"Hehe." Zimo smiled at Cuiniang, and poked Zheng Er's face, who was wide-eyed in his arms, "Let's play, this girl asked me to go to the temple to buy something for her."

Zi Mo looked sloppy, and Zheng Er rolled his eyes to see his brother's expression, and thought that this matter could not be said, so he nodded.

Bump all the way, finally arrived.

The Baima Temple is crowded with people, and the pilgrims on the top have already crowded the temple in the early morning.

"Ah Fu, Ah Wang, you two follow me, get the candles and ingots ready, let's squeeze to the front! We must be ahead of the pack today!" Cui Niang refused to admit defeat, she was so energetic that Zheng Er Accompanied by Zimo, he and his two servants prepared to charge forward to take the lead.

"Cui Niang, be careful." Zi Mo instructed.

"Understood, I understand, young master, you wait outside, and when I finish putting on the head incense, I will lead you two Bodhisattvas to pay homage!" Cui Niang squeezed into the crowd of people with a basket on her shoulder.

Zimo squatted down and sat next to the thousand-year-old pine tree. The temple was full of incense, and even the trees in front of the Buddha Hall were towering ancient trees. He took a deep breath, and the huge canopy covered his head.It seems that every flower and tree in this ancient temple has the spirituality of Buddhism's boundless reach to the sky.

"Brother, don't make a bad face, you just said you wanted to buy something for me." Zheng Er said, pulling Zimo's hand.

Unable to bear it any longer, Zimo yawned several more times, thinking that sitting like this could really help him fall asleep, so he took Zheng Er's hand and took him around the temple.

There are lantern sellers, pastry sellers, and fortune tellers.

"Brother, the Lantern Festival is almost here, Zheng Er wants a big lantern!" Zheng Er gestured with sparkling eyes.

"Well, no problem." Zimo nodded, and it was his duty to buy a lantern for his lovely sister. He shopped around and picked out a beautiful and big one.

"Hahaha, it looks better than the little Huangzi's next door!" Zheng Er was very proud, holding the lantern and circling it, smiling broadly.

"Ah? What little Huangzi? Could it be the Huang Yuan's family next door?" Zi Mo looked puzzled, his time in the palace was only a handful, and he didn't expect that this girl had already warmed up to the neighbor's house.

"That's right, it's Huang Yuanwai's youngest son. During the Chinese New Year, a lantern has been displayed at my place many times! Brother, you are so cool, now I can vent my anger hahahaha!" Don't look at Zheng Er's beaming energy. How glaring is that, the youngest son of Huang Yuan's family? !Zimo's heart was sour, did he agree that he was the only brother in his heart? !

"La la la la la~ We also agreed to go play together on the Lantern Festival. With this lantern, we won't be compared. Hahahaha, brother is the best~" Zheng Er didn't care about her brother's slightly acidic eccentricity at all. Look, continue to be elated.

"Eh? You all have an appointment? Then what should I do?! Every year on the Lantern Festival, I accompany you, Xiao Zhenger, to play?" Zimo was overwhelmed, and the little tail suddenly had a red apricot climbing the wall I really feel that the years are merciless, and he is about to lose this little sister all of a sudden.

"Hee hee." Zheng Er rolled her beautiful eyes, covered her mouth and smiled embarrassedly, "My brother already has a daughter-in-law, why is he still like a child. Well, brother must go, Xiao Huang and I I will take you around~”

whispering sound!It was obvious that he was in the way!Under the heavy blow of being abandoned by his sister, the cloud above Zimo's head became more dense, and the air pressure was extremely low.His eyes were full of dangling pilgrims, he yawned, his eyelids were so heavy.

"Brother, the windmills over there are so beautiful. I'll buy some for Yanzong and Shaoxin. We'll go back to Gaofu together on the Ghost Festival. Some greetings would be nice!" Zheng Er looked like a big sister, and Zi Mo gave After raising her volume, she went to the small shop opposite to buy toys.

This kid has grown up really fast. The second elder brother saw him a few days ago and said that Yanzong and Shaoxin were going to study at the Imperial College. Suddenly, there were two lesser demon kings in the house. He felt that he was too quiet and not used to it.While feeling emotional, Zimo heard someone calling him beside him.

"Young master, this young master?"

Someone beside him tugged on his sleeve.

When Zimo turned his head, he suddenly saw an old man with a beard that almost reached his feet.His high forehead was shining, and he smiled kindly and waved his hands at him.

. . . . . .Zimo looked left and right, and found that the old man was really calling him, so he passed.

"What did the old man call me?" Zimo saw that the old man was in a dense bamboo area, and the pilgrims who came and went did not pass by there, but he set up a deserted fortune-telling booth by himself and called him over.

"I saw that the young master was frowning, and I wanted to do something for the young master." The old man said.

"No, no, I've had a lot of bad luck these days, and I'm even more upset after counting it. Thank you, old man." Zi Mo waved his hand and wanted to get away, but he didn't know that the old man was holding his hand tightly and refused to let go .

"My lord, since you are worried, why don't I take you on a ride on the clouds and wander around? Once this person gets rid of the fireworks of the mortal world, all evils will dissipate and all worries will be waved away."

"Ah?" Zi Mo frowned, and before he could calm down, he saw the old man holding his hand and soaring into the air.

. . . . . .In the blink of an eye, the White Horse Temple is like a speck of dust under his feet. In the mist, there are clouds under his feet, wind in his ears, and what he sees in front of him. . . . . .

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" Zimo's cry echoed in the sky, deafening.Looking at the old fairy beside him, he was so frightened that tears were about to fall.Both hands held the old fairy's hand tightly, for fear of falling.

This is good, the original feeling of drowsiness is also swept away!

Sure enough, his Yintang has turned black these days!What's going on here? !What is this? ! !

"Old... old man... no, old god, what are you bringing me up here with me?! I, I haven't lived enough yet!!" The feet were floating, and the wind in the mid-air made Zimo's cheeks hurt .He held the old man's hand tightly, but still felt that his heart was about to jump out.This is bewitched!

"Hahaha, son, can you be a fairy? I'll speed it up for us again!" The old man with his forehead shining brightly waved his sleeves amid Zimo's disbelieving face, and a gust of wind rose from behind his buttocks. , just heard a whoosh, Zimo almost fell from the cloud, and pulled the old birthday man's beard nervously.

"Ouch, don't pull my beard, it hurts, it hurts!" The old birthday star wanted to test how far this man's intelligence had reached, so he took him to the sky to fly, but he didn't expect that this man was really ruthless. They're all about to be pulled out by him!

"Stop, let me go and I'll let go!" Zimo was so anxious that he lost his composure, and desperately pulled the old birthday star's beard, not letting go even if he died.Is there still life in this fall? !

The majestic immortal is so arrogant today!The old birthday star also became angry, and was staggered by this heavy-handed guy. This beard is his treasure!How dare this man blaspheme his pride!

"Let go! I won't be polite if you don't let go!" This beard is his signature, how can you not be angry when you meet someone who is not afraid of death and dares to tear down his signature!

"Don't let go! If you send me down, I'll let you go, or I'll rip off your beard one by one!" Zimo yelled, grasping at straws and refusing to let go.

The whistling wind brushed against his face and ears, it was so cold that his hands were trembling.The old birthday star and his son Mo were flying like lightning, the two of them were already a bit crowded on the same floating cloud, but the two of them were not in harmony, and their quarrels made it even more dangerous to fly.

"Let go first!" The old birthday star felt sorry for his beard.

"Send me down first!" Zimo refused to give in, life and death were at stake, and he wouldn't even be a ghost if he fell!can't argue,

"Ah!" Zi Mo sneezed heavily, and his half-bent body leaned forward.

A crisp and clear voice came into Zimo's ears, look at his hands, eh?

"I'm sorry, I pulled some off..." Zimo looked at the long beard in his hand, and turned his head to look at the old man embarrassedly and said.

Ah!

The old fairy's eyes rounded, and then the appearance of a world falling apart appeared on Wannian's kind face!

The wind was howling, and the old birthday star spewed fire from his eyes. He waved his sleeves and kicked the man with an innocent smile on his face!

Wow~~~~~~~~~~~~~!

Zimo's voice was like a sharp sword, breaking through layers of thick clouds and swooping down.

My mind went blank, I really didn't expect him to die today? !

Was thrown to death by a fairy old man? !It's too late for him to scold his mother? !Faster and faster, Zimo's heart is about to jump out of his mouth. When his head is heavy and his eyes are black, there is a roaring sound in his ears. Oh, alas, why does this old shit want to kill him? ? !

"Oh, my beard!" Nanji Xianweng wanted to cry, holding his beard in both hands and shaking his old hands, "I don't even know how to volley, it seems that my uncle is really worrying about it! Tsk tsk, it's in vain! My precious beard!" The fairy shook his head, flicked his fingers down, and drove the floating cloud back to the Heavenly Palace.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" The sharp cry made Zheng Er jump in fright.

"Brother!" Zi Mo pinched Mo's arm hard, and then Zi Mo suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Ah? Where is this? Am I dead?" Zimo looked around, people came and went, and he was in the bamboo forest again.

"What, elder brother can't be so unlucky for Chinese New Year. I've been looking for you for a long time, why did you fall asleep here?" Zheng Er asked.

"Asleep?" Zimo looked at himself, his arms and legs seemed to have fallen off.

ah. . . . . .He is hysterical.

Nene got up, just when Cui Niang came to call them, so they went to offer incense together.Seeing that there was a god statue that looked like the old man whose beard had been pulled out by him, Zimo was so respectful that he took the incense first, muttering in his mouth not to be offended, not to be offended, which amazed Cui Niang and Zheng Er beside him.

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!