Even though he had a little friendship with the ancient man, Yi Gangyu was still very scared. When he was a tea boy in the teahouse, he could always hear some storytellers talking about strange things outside the Digou Town. What kind of immortal masters could step on a sword with their feet, and they would not have to doze off when they traveled thousands of miles a day; what kind of Taoist real person could call the wind and rain, and turn the rivers and seas like cooking the spring noodles in a pot; what kind of military masters would punch and kick a hundred feet high mountain and would not mess up after they could throw a pill in the doctor's hand, and they would throw a pill in a circle of several miles. If they were lucky, they could pick up a roasted wild boar to drink.

He believes in these things, nor do he believe in them.

Cai Yinwen, the mayor of the big town in Digou Town, although he was a middle-aged woman, organized a town guard known as "Eight Golden Flowers". Although they were all females, they were all difficult to mess with. Ordinary seventeen or eighteen strong men could not get close to them. Especially Cai Yinwen, a long steel sword in her hand, would bring fire, and the flames could fly out more than ten feet to hurt people.

Yi Gangyu had the honor of witnessing it once. He was shocked and thought to himself that this woman was probably the most powerful and toughest figure in Digou Town. In view of this, he believed that the storytellers in the teahouse had certainly mentioned that there were some powerful figures outside, but it was definitely impossible to be as powerful as this.

In addition, he heard the storytellers talk about the powerful forces outside more than once, and the one he heard the most was the Immortal Dao Alliance. He said that the disciples in the alliance were all immortal masters, and they could easily pick up the clouds and swallow the clouds and spit the fog. Especially the leader of the alliance, Shen Zhongyang, who was about a meter tall and a waist circumference, was also about a meter tall. He used a large blade with both hands, and waved it, and no grass grew in a hundred feet.

Yi Gangyu completely disbelief of this. There may be some Immortal Alliance and many disciples, but this is called Shen Zhongyang's leader. He may believe it at a height of about 100 meters, but his waist is about 100 meters, which is too exaggerated. Is this still an individual? It is certain that it is not a meat ball.

In addition, the eight major sects have been heard more, distributed throughout the Obsidian continent, and each has been in charge for thousands of years.

Among them is the Illusion Sword Sect. Everyone in the sect uses a slender magic sword. While chanting words, they dance the magic sword at will. The wind and clouds are surging, lightning and thunder are roaring. Those powerful figures who stand on the sword and walk thousands of miles a day without dozing off all come from the Illusion Sword Sect.

There is also a Shenhuang Ridge, which is said to be hidden in a mysterious mountain covered with clouds and fog. Their own disciples often cannot find their way home. These disciples are extremely powerful. No matter men, women, young and old, they all love double axes and have a hot temper. When walking in the world, they often start to split up when they have a disagreement. Slashing demons and eliminating demons is like cutting melons and vegetables.

He has also heard a lot of rumors about the other six major sects, but most of them laughed at them.

As the saying goes, if you believe, you will have it; if you don’t believe, you will have nothing.

Just as he was thinking about it now, no matter how powerful the mayor Cai Yinwen’s long sword was, he would definitely not be able to hold the lid of the ink stone pot with one hand. If the lid of the ink stone pot was really as heavy as the ancient man said.

After drinking a bowl of delicious and hot little yellow croaker soup, Yi Gangyu finally calmed down. He glanced at Old Master Gu, his mouth moved, and wanted to ask something but didn't dare to ask.

"Ask, gentleman is open and honest." Old Master Gu took a sip of [Baicao wine] and squinted his eyes.

Yi Gangyu hesitated, gritted his teeth, and asked in a low voice: "Old man, you are actually an old god who secretly descended to earth, right?"

"If I were a god, why would I secretly descend to earth?"

"I heard from those storytellers that there are rules in heaven. Even if the gods and immortals have great supernatural powers, they cannot run around, otherwise they will violate the rules of heaven and the consequences will be very serious."

The old man Gu asked, "You can't even come down to earth?"

"No, unless you have permission."

The old man sneered and said disdainfully: "If you can't do whatever you want, why do you still be like that god? Look at me, read books when you want to read, eat when you want to eat, sleep when you want to sleep, go wherever you want to go in this town, you can go to Dr. Hua today to drink a little wine, tomorrow to find Mr. Helian to have a simple meal, maybe you may chat with Fu Zhenjun the day after tomorrow, or maybe you may go to Tailor Ning to customize a set of clothes, and your life is so leisurely, so happy."

Yi Gangyu frowned and thought about it carefully. His brows gradually stretched out and said, "The old man is right, just like me. Although he has no money, no girl looks at me with a straight look. All his belongings are just a dilapidated old house. But I go up and down the mountain every day, walk here and there, but I look at it with carefreeness. Life is very easy and leisurely."

The old man nodded and said, "If you make progress, the highest level of living is nothing else. One word is called leisure."

Yi Gangyu also nodded and said, "So you are not an old god, but an old idle man."

"Wonderful!" Old Master Gu praised, "What an idle man."

Outside the courtyard wall, a crisp sound suddenly came, like a pearl walking on a jade plate, which sounded very nice. "Where are the old idle people coming from?"

Yi Gangyu said in surprise: "It's her!"

The old man Gu pretended to be angry and said, "You dare to eavesdrop on outside, aren't you afraid that I will hit you in the butt?"

A beautiful figure flashed on the courtyard wall, and a beautiful woman with a smile on her face sat down on it, giggling and said, "My younger generation, Fu Yiyi, have seen the ancient master."

The old man deliberately raised an old face and said seriously: "I knew it was you, a greedy girl, and you must have passed by outside the yard. I smelled the fragrance of the small yellow croaker soup cooked by me. Humph! Leave quickly, don't even think about it."

Fu Yiyi also raised her pretty face and said, "Old man, I'm so stingy."

The old man stretched out his finger and pointed at Fu Yiyi from afar. The latter was so beautiful that he fell into tears and quickly turned to the ground.

"You still dare to come in?"

After Fu Yiyi gave a blessing, she waved her hands repeatedly and whispered: "Old man, don't point, don't point, people are afraid."

Yi Gangyu was inexplicably surprised. What's the point of being pointed at so far away from his finger? Can he still point to death?

The old man looked at his fingers, and his expression on his face was also amused and crying, so he had to put it down and said helplessly: "You have come in, just sit down. Xiaogang, why don't you go and get a pair of bowls and chopsticks for Miss Yiyi."

Yi Gangyu suddenly blushed and trotted into the kitchen.

Fu Yiyi had a little confused in her beautiful eyes and asked in a low voice: "Grandpa Gu, why is this fool blushing?"

Mr. Gu said, "I drank wine."

Fu Yiyi agreed, looked at Mr. Gu and asked, "You have also drunk wine, why didn't you blush?"

Mr. Gu said annoyedly: "When I think of you, I'm going to drink at least one bowl of fish soup and chew off two fish, I get angry."

Fu Yiyi smiled and said, "My father blushed when he was angry."

Mr. Gu said, "I'm angry and I'm just a white face."

Fu Yiyi was stunned, her beautiful eyes stared at Mr. Gu's face and looked carefully, and said seriously: "Grandpa Gu, you are indeed unique, white and red."

The ancient old man supported his forehead with his hands.

Yi Gangyu held a pair of dishes that should have just been washed in both hands, walked to Fu Yiyi, put them down gently, and took a few steps back, but didn't dare to say a word.

Fu Yiyi didn't say "thank you", and didn't even look at Yi Gangyu again. She picked up the wooden spoon and kept serving fish soup in the ink stone pot. She wished that the bowl in her hand would never be full.

The ancient man looked at the young girl sitting in front of him, covered in silk, satin and jewelry. On the other hand, the ignorant boy standing on the side, black cloth cotton coat and blue cloth cotton pants. The most troublesome thing was that the boy was still lowering his head and was concentrating on his feet wearing old cloth cotton shoes, as if a flower suddenly bloomed on the upper.

The old man sighed softly and turned his gaze to the clothes rack in the yard. There were two parallel hemp ropes tied up on them. One up and one, if it were not God's will or man-made, there would never be any possibility of being entangled together.

As soon as he thought of this, Old Master Gu didn't want to say anything else, but just said to the young man softly: "Come here and sit down, eat and drink together."

Unexpectedly, the young man waved his hand and whispered: "Old man, Miss Fu, please use it slowly. I'll take two ancient books home and take a look. There is another time to go up the mountain to chop wood, and then you have to touch some fish, time is tight."

Fu Yiyi devoted herself to dealing with a delicious little yellow croaker, so she didn't seem to hear Yi Gangyu's words. Even if she heard them, she would be too lazy to pay attention to them. How could such a poor boy catch her eyes?

A woman like her, the wishful husband in her heart should be the young man with a white dress and a proud sword in the world, with his sword eyebrows, starry eyes, a piano heart, a sword courage, a handsome god, and a strong spirit. No matter how gods, Buddhas, Confucianism, Taoism, demons, ghosts and monsters fly, they all kneel down.

A man like him, he had the ordinary woman in the family who couldn't get rid of the blame. After three or two tables of simple banquets, he worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. When he had children, the man would face the loess and carry the sky to take care of all the work outside, while the woman would take care of all the housework with his children at home. In this way, day after day, year after year, until the dust returned to the dust and the soil returned to the soil.

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "There is a book called "Ten Directions Ancient Scrolls" on the highest point on the left side of the bookshelf. Take it to read it."

Yi Gangyu thanked softly and turned around and left.

Interestingly, Fu Yiyi, who was gnawing on the little yellow croaker, suddenly stopped, quickly spit out the fish bones of her mouth, her almond eyes widened and asked, "Grandpa Gu, are you sure this idiot can understand?"

The old man Gu said calmly: "Just be able to understand."

Fu Yiyi said in confusion: "Can you understand if you don't understand?"

The ancient man smiled, pointed to the sun in the sky, and asked, "Why is sunrise and sunset? Do you understand?"

Fu Yiyi shook her head.

"What can you realize?"

Fu Yiyi thought for a while and said without hesitation: "The sun comes out, the day begins. The sun goes down, the day ends."

"Eat fish, it's all yours." The old man stood up in turmoil, looked at the top of the Divine Mastiff Peak, and murmured, "The storm is coming, and the dark clouds are lying on the city... I'm afraid I can't stop it."

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The two old wooden doors of the calligraphy and painting shop were opened. I searched all over the Yi Gangyu Courtyard, but I didn’t see the old man. After estimating the time, the old man in the ancient place might have gone to Mr. Helian to have a meal. So I found an ancient book that I had not read before on the bookshelf, left a promissory note, and went out.

When passing by Huangni Lane, Yi Gangyu remembered that he hadn't been delivering things to the sloppy Taoist for half a month. He wanted to go in and take a look, but he didn't dare. He was hesitant at the entrance of the alley, and suddenly he was slapped hard on his shoulder. He shivered suddenly. When he looked back, he lived in Wanzhong Mountain, which was far away from his home.

If Yi Gangyu has another friend in Digou Town, he is the tough guy with a bald face, thick eyebrows, tiger eyes, tall cows, big horses, long hands and feet. Seeing him, Yi Gangyu was sincerely happy.

Wan Chongshan easily clamped Yi Gangyu, who was not short, under his armpit and said intimately: "It's not that I'm talking about you, brother. Today's great day at the market, you actually disappeared early in the morning, which made me find it easy. You don't know that I was lucky today. When the girls on the street saw me, they blushed and ran over shyly. They were timid, so they hurriedly covered their faces with their cuffs. They were so brave that they dared to laugh at me. It's so cool, but they didn't see it."

Yi Gangyu said happily: "Brother Shan is so brave and mighty, and the girls of all ages are naturally admirable."

Wan Chongshan said, "That's right. But it's not that I'm talking about you, since you were mixed with the old man who sold calligraphy and paintings, you really don't like to listen to them. You always have a lot of tricks, just like those disgusting teachers in the academy."

Yi Gangyu said seriously: "The ancient man is a person with great knowledge, so he should not talk nonsense."

Wan Chongshan disagreed and said, "I have a big knowledge. If you really want to have it, you still stay in this big-legged Digou Town? Why don't you go to Thirty-Six Heaven City to be a good person? If you are more powerful, go to Lingxiao Imperial City and have a meal and drink with the emperor."

Yi Gangyu said to Wan Chongshan’s Naoto, there was no way to solve it, so he stopped obsessing with this topic and asked, “Brother Shan, have you had lunch?”

Wan Chongshan touched his stomach with his right hand like a palm fan and said, "If you don't say it, I really forgot it. The main reason is that today's girls are very fond of my appetite, no... Look, this little girl blushed, haha!"

Yi Gangyu glanced at the street opposite, a little girl actually covered her face with her sleeves and ran away.

Wan Chongshan was proud and said, "Brother, learn a little. Today I found the experience of teasing the girl and teach it later..."
Chapter completed!