"master!"

This was the first time Ye Bizhen saw such a tragic scene. His eyes burst out, and blood and contents splashed three feet!

But after all, they were ancient people, and they were still officials. They saw a lot of beheadings and executions, but they didn't see such "self-destruction" happening, but they still had some resistance.

He was not petrified like some young children, nor was he vomiting. He just stepped forward worriedly to help the old madman, "Master, are you okay?"

nonsense!

Mrs. Ye complained in her heart, he said he was fine, do you believe it?

The old madman staggered a few steps, raised his hand, and stopped Ye Bizhen from supporting himself. He tore off a piece of cloth from his rag clothes and wrapped it around his head to cover the hole, which was still bleeding.

Eye.

"Hahahahaha~"

Crazy, but full of joy, he bowed to Mrs. Ye, then without looking back, walked towards the big sword and strode out of Ye's house, laughing loudly.

Ye Bizhen was stunned. After looking at each other, Mrs. Ye quickly chased after him and said, "Master, master, what on earth did you see in Quanzi?"

Are you still concerned about what others see? When a normal person sees this situation, wouldn’t he seek medical treatment immediately?

My father is really big-hearted.

The old madman strode away, leaving Ye Bizhen unable to catch up.

He spoke loudly, which was the final reply: "A road, a road filled with the ultimate of heaven and earth, the ultimate principle of the three realms, a road that moves forward smoothly, where immortals and Buddhas make changes, and where ghosts and gods cannot invade! Hahahahaha, Lord Ye, all things in the world, the universe

The mountains and rivers are all in your home, why do you need to let poor people come here, why do you need it, why do you need it!"

Then, he gradually moved away, knowing that Ye Bizhen could no longer see his back.

In the small courtyard, Mrs. Ye didn't take it seriously and continued to sit on the stone bench, reading the Qingtian Great Sage.

Strictly speaking, he actually didn't do anything. Instead, he let go of his disguise, allowing the old lunatic who wanted to see his true face to have a clear and thorough look.

The old madman is not dead, but his eyeballs just exploded, so that can be considered as a wise man.

Although his eyes were blind, Mrs. Ye actually helped the old madman and saw what, where and what the "Tao" ahead was, which was not even thousands of miles away from him.

The eyes are blind, but the mind is opened, and the road is smoothed. It is not surprising that one can achieve the status of immortality.

The old madman moved forward, heading outside Guangxiu County.

On the way, Wangcai jumped up and down with his hands behind his back, holding a folding fan that was closed together, humming a little tune, and walked towards his home.

I met the old madman on a narrow road and met on the opposite road.

Wangcai took a look, good guy, this is the first time I see someone spurting out three liters of blood and still smiling stupidly. He is even more stupid than me. Oh no, I am not stupid at all. Now, this is the first time I see such a stupid person.

people.

As for the old madman, although his eyes were bursting, he shook his head and looked at Wangcai, clearly revealing Wangcai's figure in his mind.

Wangcai ignored him and skipped away.

The old madman followed his figure and kept looking, silently.

When Wangcai disappeared at the end of the street, the old madman laughed to the sky again, turned around and left.

"Hahahahaha~ The world is absurd, the world is absurd! Tao is heaven and earth, Tao is you and me, Tao, we meet you around the corner! Hahahaha..."

Covered in blood and crazy, anyone who dares to block the way at this time is either a fool, a policeman, or an expert.

It was obvious that the two people outside the city were the last ones.

The lunatic in the north of the city is going on a long journey out of the city.

Taoist priests from the south of the city and monks from the east of the city came to see each other off.

The Taoist priest asked: "Where are you going, fellow Taoist?"

The monk said: "Fellow Taoist's law is broken."

The Taoist priest is still the same Taoist priest, the three unique Taoist priests of Guangxiu County.

The monk is not the Living Buddha, but an old bald man. He is the real Living Buddha in Guangxiu County, or one of the guardians. He believes that he is still thousands of miles away from the so-called Living Buddha.

But it is located in a remote place. His small temple also needs incense, and the monks also need to eat.

It just so happened that an outer disciple suffered from convulsions, so he took the Rexiang and advertised it to the small temple. The old monk thought that since the incense was not popular, he would take the opportunity to advertise to the small temple.

As a result, an unruly figure emerged. When Rexiang Living Buddha said it, he didn't want to hit it right, but it spread hundreds of miles around.

But it is absurd and helpless.

The old madman and the two Taoist friends were far away from each other. The three of them had rarely met each other before, but they looked at each other from a distance and seemed to be familiar with each other.

The old madman said to the Taoist priest: "Where you are going and where the Tao is, if you understand it clearly, there is no need to stop."

He also said to the old monk: "If the Dharma is not broken, it will not be established. If you break the Dharma today, you will become an immortal with a single thought tomorrow, and become a Buddha with a single thought tomorrow. It is all determined and chance."

The old monk sighed: "It seems that fellow Taoist has reached the gate of heaven. Whether or not he can enter is just a matter of thought. Amitabha, congratulations to fellow Taoist."

The Taoist priest was still confused and said: "Madman, who made you realize your enlightenment and let you walk out of this city?"

The old madman laughed and said: "It's the Tao. It's in the city. If the two Taoists have a chance, they will meet each other. I'll go~"

The old madman strode eastward without looking back.

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but remind him, "Madman, don't you look back?"

The old madman said: "Don't look at it. The road is at your feet, and your heart is in the east. It's going in the opposite direction, which goes against the Taoist heart."

The west.

Out of sight, a woman in purple clothes was holding a small white fox and looking quietly towards Dongfang, or in other words, Dongfang's back.

The little white fox in her hand was exactly the one Wangcai had encountered.

The little white fox said: "Your Majesty, will you let him go after fifty years of prison?"

The woman in purple remained silent, and finally turned and left, saying: "Let's go now. I can't keep him now, but you, on the other hand, don't want to tell me what happened to you that night?"

The little white fox was helpless and said: "I want to say it, but I can't say it!"

Woman in purple: "Guangxiu County is so crouching tiger, hidden dragon, even I have never noticed..."

The figure was far away and the voice was remote, as if nothing had happened.

Few people know that the old madman was actually a member of Guangxiu County fifty years ago.

When he was thirteen years old, his family had fertile land. His father was a folk magician and had his own sect.

That day, the eaves were covered with snow, and my father went out and never came back.

A thirteen-year-old boy met a woman in purple whom he fell in love with forever. Among the snowflakes, purple seemed to be the only color in the world.

"Girl, can I marry you when I grow up?"

The child said nothing, but the purple clothes walked away through the white snow.

"Girl, where are you going? You are so beautiful, just let me take a look at you!"

Stopping in the snow, the girl turned around and was astonished. If she looked at her one more time, her life would be shortened by ten years, but the young man was willing to give her a hundred years of life.

Snowflakes fell on his eyes, but the young man resisted the sourness and refused to close them for a moment, fearing that the hazy purple color in the heavy snow would be fleeting.

"You want to marry me?"

"Yes! I am thirteen years old. Can you please wait for me for three years? Then I will offer you a hundred acres of fertile land, a wedding dress, a sedan chair, and a fair and honorable marriage."

"Let's wait until you bear the fruit of Taoism."

"Tao fruit? Girl, what is Tao fruit?"

The young man asked, but Ziyi was getting further and further away, unable to catch up, and disappeared into the snow waterfall.

Returning home in a state of confusion, the young man found that his whole family, including the big yellow dog at the door, were all dead.

Life is full of joys and sorrows, and today the young man has everything.

"Dad has great magical powers. When he comes back, he will definitely be able to save my mother and the others..."

The cold wind howled, and there were no fires or candles in the house, but there were only a few frozen corpses.

The young man did not wait for his father to come home. Three days later, he was alone, wearing sackcloth and mourning, burying his family members. His father was probably still on his way back. He just waited for him to come back. After three days of cold corpses, he would definitely be dead.

The next day, the young man learned the complete Qimen Dunjia technique in his ancestral home, and he had to observe filial piety for three years and practice Taoism for three years.

He finally knew what the Tao Fruit mentioned by the girl was.

In the past three years, he had seen the girl in purple more than ten times, but each time he could only look at her from a distance, but could not talk to her in person.

The snow is the same as the wind and snow three years ago. The wind and snow three years ago blew away my strict father and loving mother. This time, it can't blow away my heart.

"Girl, it's been three years. I have a wedding dress. Can you put it on for me?"

"Yes, I have been observing you for three years, but apart from me, you talk to the spirits in the mountains the most. No, it is more like chasing and killing than talking. In order to practice Taoism, you alienated your relatives and friends, and exhausted yourself.

Do we still have the 100 acres of fertile land and the eight-carat sedan chair that we promised in the past?"

"No, Xiaosheng... I only have three purposes in living now. One is to kill all the demons, one is to wait for my father to come home, and the other is... to marry a girl."
To be continued...