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- The singing voice is high-pitched and rough, and the tune turns bluntly, which is really not pleasant.
In particular, there are echoes in this mountain, and the singing echoes with the echoes, making it even harder to hear.
But Yun Song was overjoyed when he heard it.
Such an ugly song is obviously the sound of a living person!
And the amazing thing is that as the singing becomes louder and louder, the clouds in the sky become lighter and lighter.
In the end, the two ran along the mountain road for a while, the cloud dissipated and the sun shone.
It is bright!
Seeing this, Yun Song was a little shocked, and he said to Wang Youde: "This folk song singer is probably an unborn expert. We are so lucky that we met an expert at a critical moment."
Wang Youde looked up at the bright sun in the sky, and looked back at the rugged mountain road. He covered his heart with one hand and fell to the ground with a pale face.
Yun Song quickly pinched him: "Old Wang, hold on, hold on, what's wrong with you?"
Wang Youde rolled his eyes and pushed his hand desperately, with a ferocious expression, his mouth was open and blood flowed out.
Yun Song's heart sank and he quickly took back the mahogany sword, saying, "Ghost possessed?"
"Hmm, no, stop, stop." Wang Youde faltered and screamed.
Yun Song stopped.
Wang Youde sat up covering his mouth, his fat face was aggrieved: "The little real person was frightened just now, and his mind was too tense, and he was overjoyed when he escaped suddenly, but he couldn't bear the shock of shock and joy, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief. come over."
"But why is your expression so hideous?" Yun Song asked vigilantly.
"You pinched my renzhong so hard that you almost pinched my lower front teeth." He stretched out his hand to touch the renzhong, and there was blood on his fingers.
He gasped in pain.
Yun Song said: "Then why are you still spitting blood out of your mouth?"
Wang Youde said helplessly: "I was terribly afraid before I came down. I wanted to scream in the village, but I didn't dare to scream because I was afraid that it would drag the real person down. I had to bite my tongue to resist it, and finally bit the tip of my tongue."
He sticks out his fat tongue, which is still bleeding from the tip.
Seeing that he was fine, Yun Song took off his Taoist robe and wrung the water.
The sun is shining brightly, the mountain wind is blowing, and the clothes dry quickly.
This made him suddenly discover something was wrong.
He looked up at the sun, and then asked Wang Youde: "What time is it?"
Wang Youde said casually: "At most Chenshi."
Yun Song didn't know when Chen Shi was. He said: "We left the Taoist temple in the morning, and then we came across Beheading Village not long after. We didn't stay in Beheading Village for a long time, right? Why did we get out of the village? Is it noon?"
Wang Youde looked up at the sun.
Both of them were stunned.
What went wrong?
Faint footsteps sounded on the mountain road ahead.
The two looked vigilantly.
A tall and fat man appeared on the road down the mountain, with big ears and a big head, a thick and short neck, long hands and long legs, his back was like a panel, and his waist was like a gasoline barrel. He ran on the mountain road like a big sack floating of.
He is not only big, but also very fat.
The flesh on the two cheeks drooped, and the flesh on the chest also drooped. The eldest man suddenly smelled of rough waves on the mountain road.
"What a master," Wang Youde exclaimed after seeing him, "So it's this big stupid elephant!"
The fat man ran up panting, and when he saw the two of them, he bowed cautiously, and then muttered: "I heard someone screaming from below, and I thought someone had broken a leg, so I came here to see, it turned out to be Master Wang."
Wang Youde was obedient to Yun Song, but he punched this fat man hard.
He raised his eyes, swung his arms, and shouted: "What kind of nonsense are you talking upside down, what do you mean by 'I thought someone who broke his leg turned out to be Mr. Wang', you mean I broke his leg?"
The fat man shrank his head and stopped talking, rubbing his hands on the rags on his body.
Yun Song couldn't stand it anymore, so he waved his hands and said: "Fu Sheng is the Supreme Heavenly Venerable, Donor Wang, don't rush to flaunt your prestige, the Beheaded Village is still behind us."
Hearing the name of 'Beheaded Village', Wang Youde immediately became honest.
Yun Song asked Wang Youde: "Do you know this fat old man?"
Wang Youde said: "Don't dare to lie to the little real man. This man is called Big Elephant. He is a celebrity in our old town. He can eat and drink since he was a child. He is like a pig. He can grow meat by eating pig grass and drinking river water. Fat pig."
"Later, he grew bigger and bigger, and some went to Tianzhu to do business.From noon to afternoon, it was evening again, and the mountain road finally came to an end.
A large river rushes out of the mountain with surging waves, and the river is green.
The mountain wind blows across the river, and the wind brought by it becomes moist and gentle. Yunsong bathes in the warm wind and looks ahead.
I saw Yunqi Mountain with quiet gullies and overlapping mountains. From a distance, there was an open mountain on the river bank in front of me. There were many willow trees, boxwood, Chinese pagoda tree, sweet-scented osmanthus trees, etc. in the mountain. In the shadow of the trees, there were roads, wooden buildings and stone houses.
Because it is located in the mountains and rivers, both roads and houses in the local area have to be dug along the mountain and along the river, which makes the roads criss-cross and houses in various poses and with different expressions.
There are mountains and waters, naturally there are flowers and plants competing for beauty, and there are also endless traffic of people and cars.
At this time, it was a good time in the evening, and there were people coming and going, cattle and horses passing by on the road, and the smell of human smoke was strong.
After living as a widow on the mountain for several days and finally returning to the world, Yun Song was very excited.
Wang Youde was even more excited.
He noticed that Yun Song was concentrating on looking at the town. He didn't know that the other party was judging the age by the dressing style and cultural environment of the passers-by in the town. He thought it was looking at Feng Shui.
So he asked: "Young Master, you see that our position can overlook the entire town of our town, can you take stock of one or two from Feng Shui?"
Feng Shui? I know shit feng shui!
Yun Song was about to refuse, but after looking at the town, he thought of a phrase, and said, "The trail is a shame."
"The Fengshui of this town is very good. You can see that it is surrounded by mountains on all sides. This is called Jinpen Xianrui. In the front is a water pavilion in the middle hall, and in the back is a pillow of Jingshan emerald jade. In the east, there are Huating and cranes, and in the west, there are green dragons dormant."
"Such a feng shui, just like the feng shui, should gather together!"
Wang Youde applauded vigorously again, and asked at the same time: "Can I ask the little real person to explain a little bit?"
The big stupid elephant applauded and asked: "When will the banquet start? ? - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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