As the downfall of the Republic of China, there was a Taoist priest named Uncle Jiu

At the age of 30, I look forward to this moment even more.

At the age of 40, I still look forward to it, but I don't have the urgency of ten years ago.

50 years old, 60 years old, 70 years old, seeing that the emperor Laozi is still alive and well, he began to lie down slowly.

Gu Zhou didn't even need to think about it, the relationship between the father and son was not much better.

The emperor was wary of the long-lived prince, for fear that the prince would seize power while he was old.

The prince hated the emperor for living so long, so he made himself the prince for 110 years.

At this time, the sky began to rain lightly, and the raindrops visible to the naked eye became larger.

Gu Zhou used a rain-avoiding talisman for Li Hua and the big black dog, and accelerated his pace towards the lights ahead.

In the rain curtain, there is a low mountain not far away, and there is a small lake at the foot of the mountain. There is a family in the lake, and there are lights in the windows.

From the lakeside to the lake, there is a wooden bridge between several wooden houses. The only sound of reading is heard inside.

The sound of reading, the sound of the rain, the sound of the wind, I have me in you, and you in me.

After walking past the creaking wooden house, Gu Zhou stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Excuse me, it's raining outside, can you go in and take shelter."

　693 In fact, the door is tattered, and the inside can be seen through the tattered door panel, and it can be opened with a push.

"Another person who shelters from the rain?"

A few seconds later, a fair and thin handsome scholar opened the door, took a look at the situation, and wondered in his heart that he was not drenched by the pouring rain. After a second thought, he stepped aside: "Please come in quickly, both of you. I'm sorry, it's too rudimentary, you two can find a place to sit, but just happened to boil hot water, I'll pour hot water for you to drink."

"Thank you."

Gu Zhou walked in behind the scholar.

I went in and looked around, and found that the house was even dilapidated than I imagined. The bare walls are the most vivid description. The windows and doors are all broken, shaking violently with the sound of the wind. Fortunately, the roof is not broken and can shelter from the rain.

The whole room is just a bed, a desk, and a bookshelf with some books.

"It's so lively in this room."

Gu Zhou said with a smile.

A gentleman on the beam.

An evil spirit sits on the bed, covered with bedding.

The gentleman on the beam was discovered by Gu Zhou, but he didn't speak. He just shook his head vigorously at Gu Zhou and motioned to the evil spirit sitting on the bed.

The scholar replied: "Yes, it's raining heavily today. There was a man who came to take shelter from the rain before, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye. Just now, this old man also came to take shelter from the rain. I saw that he was cold all over, so I boiled hot water, which was just finished."

Chapter 331 I don't believe in ghosts and gods in my life!

The scholar didn't know at all that the old man he treated with kindness and kindness turned out to be an evil ghost who wanted to eat him, and continued while pouring water: "Who doesn't have a difficult time, I don't mind anyone who needs help coming to my house, There is only one kind of person who is not welcome..."

"woooooooo~~~"

At this time, the big black dog who was following Gu Zhou's side suddenly let out a threatening growl in the direction where the evil spirit was sitting, and the hair all over his body exploded, as if he had been greatly frightened.

The scholar was interrupted, and smiled at the big black dog: "Big black dog, are you thirsty too, stop barking, I'll pour you a bowl too."

The big black dog crouched low, and his low growl became more and more urgent.

The evil ghost was wearing a quilt, with his head bowed, his eyes swept across the people in the room, his pale face was extremely gloomy under the flickering light, the light was full of fierceness, and it was extremely greedy.

Gu Zhou took the hot water handed by the scholar, and said with a smile: "Scholar, in the wilderness, there is no human habitation for ten miles. On the small lake, you are the only family. People who come in at night may not be human."

The scholar smiled, noncommittal: "The one who comes in is not a human, but what else is it? Is it a ghost? A gentleman respects ghosts and gods and stays far away. I don't believe this. Besides, I don't do anything wrong in my life, I am not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, and I read thousands of books. , I have a great righteousness in my heart, even if ghosts come, I will not be afraid."

As soon as these words came out, Liang Shangjun showed a mocking smile on his face.

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

The scholar held his head high and his chest high, sonorously: "Where is there a ghost, come out and let me see!"

"Then look back."

Gu Zhou pouted.

"Wow wow wow wow!"

The big black dog jumped out in front of Gu Zhou, and barked at the back of the scholar.

Li Hua also trembled.

"Behind me... I have...behind me..."

The scholar turned around and saw that the old man sitting on the bed raised his drooping head stiffly and slowly, his neck made a cracking sound, his face turned livid, ferocious and terrifying, with a pair of empty, unfocused eyes Staring at the scholar, he said in a dark voice, "Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

"Yes... yes... yes..."

All the words were swallowed by the scholar. He was so chic just now, but now he was so embarrassed, stammered, and couldn't help stepping back, and then rushed to Gu Zhou's side with a sharp voice: "This... this... This... is this a ghost?"

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts? Now, ghosts are here. Let me see your righteousness."

Gu Zhou patted the scholar on the shoulder with a half-smile, signaling him to suppress the evil spirits with awe-inspiring righteousness.

"What a joke!"

The scholar looked unwilling: "Brother, I'm not a monk, so I can't speak nonsense. How can I not brag a little while I'm alive? If you brag, you won't take it seriously. Let's run!"

"The ghost you run wins?"

Gu Zhou asked back.

The scholar let out a heavy breath, and grabbed the tattered pot next to him: "Then I can only fight with it, brother, I was the one who invited the ghost in, and it hurts you, you run first, I will hold this evil Ghost, run as far as you can."

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

The evil ghost asked like a repeater.

Call ~

The gentleman on the beam took an ax and slashed down at the evil spirit. The strong wind howled, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

boom!

The evil spirit's hair grew wildly, and it hit the gentleman on the beam hard on the chest, knocking him out, smashing through the wall of the wooden house, making the whole wooden house crumbling.

The scholar was stunned, and muttered to himself: "So he didn't leave, he hid on the beam..."

swish swish...

There was a fine sound, and the black hair surged towards the ground like a tide.

Seeing this scene, the scholar's soul was almost frightened away, his body trembled like a sieve, but he stood strong and calm on the spot, and turned around to urge: "You guys stop standing stupidly, run!"

"Scholar, you are different from the scholar I imagined."

Gu Zhou smiled lightly, spreading his five fingers.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Thunder strikes from the sky, real people's eardrums roar, and their souls tremble. The whole wooden house is filled with bright thunder, and the power of the gods is boundless.

The three electric snakes slashed at the evil spirit's body together, and the slash disappeared on the spot, and the human skin and hair all over the body were burned.

The gentleman on the beam was blown out, smashed through the wall and fell into the water. When he went ashore and returned to the house, he happened to see the scene where the evil spirit was struck by lightning and dissipated. His eyes almost popped out, and he looked at Gu Zhou. The eyes were shocked.

This evil spirit was so powerful that he wasn't even [-]% sure to get rid of it, but he was knocked out of his wits by this person's understatement.

This person's strength is probably no less than that of the master.

"Scholar, do you believe in ghosts now?" Gu Zhou asked with a smile.

A mere evil ghost doesn't even have the qualifications to be valued by him. A ghost of this level can easily kill hundreds or even thousands of them with a flick of a finger.

The scholar woke up from his sluggishness, put down the pot, and rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "' Hey, brother, don't laugh at me, it's because I don't know much, I've lived for so many years, and I haven't seen a ghost. Only then do I firmly believe that there are no ghosts in the world, and the ignorant are fearless."

This scholar is completely different from the ancient scholar Gu Zhou imagined.

In his imagination, scholars are mostly pedantic, weak and incompetent, eager to change when they are different, ungrateful, unfeeling, timid, selfish, and have no commitment.

But this scholar subverted his impression of a scholar in his heart. Maybe he was powerless, but he was very kind and caring. He was timid, but he was not afraid of death, and he had nothing to do with selfishness.

Gu Zhou nodded and said: "Just believe it. In this world, monsters and ghosts are everywhere. Your saying that the ignorant are fearless is right. It's better to be careful on weekdays."

"Xiaosheng Cui Hongjian, don't you know your brother's name (Wang Nuohao)?"

Then Cui Hongjian remembered that he didn't know Gu Zhou's name yet.

Gu Zhoudao: "My surname is Gu Mingzhou. I am a cultivator in the mountains. This is my dog. Good dog. Say hello to him."

"Wang Wang!"

The big black dog immediately barked twice.

Gu Zhou looked at Li Hua, and he immediately introduced himself: "I, Li Hua, used to be a teacher."

"Mr. Lee."

Cui Hongjian cupped his hands and looked respectful: "To be honest, my ancestors were farmers for three generations. It wasn't until my generation, when the family had a little money, that they sent me to study. There was a scholar in the village who was my enlightenment teacher. Collect some rations, and don't charge me other expenses, if it weren't for him, the remaining money of the family would not be able to send me to study."

Speaking of this, Cui Hongjian sighed: "It's just that I am ashamed of my teacher's teaching. I am only a scholar at the age of 20. I failed the first time in the provincial examination, and I have no money to go to the examination again.".

Chapter 332

Li Hua comforted: "Brother Cui, don't be discouraged. Among the famous ministers in my court, there are many people who won the Jinshi examination at the age of 30 or even 40. At that time, Ouyang Xiuxian's road to the imperial examination was also very bumpy. He failed in the imperial examination at the age of 17. Unexpectedly, Sui Ke still failed, he did not pass the Juren examination until he was 20 years old, and he also took the Jinshi examination twice, and he did not pass the Jinshi examination until he was 23 years old."

"Now you are the prime minister."

Cui Hongjian smiled and said, "With Mr. Li's words, I am motivated a lot."

"By the way, why is this brother honored by his name?"

Cui Hongjian cupped his hands at the gentleman on the beam.

The man just arched his hands, pointed to his mouth and didn't speak.

Gollum~~

Suddenly, Cui Hongjian bent down slightly, covered his abdomen, and there was a rumbling sound in his stomach, Junxiu's face flushed slightly: "I'm ashamed, you are my guests, and Mr. Gu saved me again, so I should entertain you." You are the ones, but I haven’t eaten for the next two days, and there is not much food left at home..."

Before he finished speaking, a big steamed bun was stretched out in front of him.

gollum...

Cui Hongjian's throat was throbbing, he swallowed hard, subconsciously wanted to grab it, and dropped his hand in the air, shaking his head: "A gentleman lives in peace and happiness, and doesn't eat what he gets... 693"

Gu Zhou shook his head: "Cui Shusheng, I thought you were not pedantic just now, why are you becoming pedantic now? Since you know that you should not eat what you come by, you should know the origin of this sentence..."

"Of course I know."

Cui Hongjian did it at his fingertips, yin and yang frustrating:

"Great hunger. Qian Ao was on the road for food, waiting for the hungry to eat. There were hungry people who would come here with their clothes covered. Qian Ao served food on the left and drink on the right, saying: "Alas!Come and eat! ""

"Raise your eyes and look at it, and say: "I just don't eat the food that comes from you, so that I am here! "Thus thanking Yan, and finally dying without food."

Gu Zhou said indifferently: "So what? Qian Ao's charity is rude, condescending, and insulting. That's why that person doesn't accept the charity. Was there any insult when he gave you steamed buns?"

"You've been sick for two days, and you can't even walk steadily. Is it possible that you really plan to starve to death?"

Cui Hongjian immediately blushed, and said nothing, turned around and took the steamed buns, and bowed down: "I am pedantic, thank you brother."

"Can you give me two steamed buns?" Gu Zhou asked.

The mute took out two more big steamed buns without hesitation, and Gu Zhou gave one to Li Hua and one to the big black dog after taking it.

Li Hua, Cui Hongjian and the black dog were all hungry for a day or two, and the two gobbled up the dog. For a while, there was only the sound of swallowing and chewing in the wooden house. Li Hua ate so fast that he rolled his eyes and hurriedly It took a big sip of water to recover.

Silent all night.

After staying in this wooden house for one night, Gu Zhou learned that this lake is called Shili Lake, and there is Shili County five miles away.

The wooden house in the lake was not Cui Hongjian's home. His family and relatives were destroyed by the war. Seeing the dilapidated wooden house in the lake, he sorted it out and lived there.

"Ten Mile Lake?"

Gu Zhou inexplicably thought of a poem:

The ten miles of Pinghu are covered with frost, every inch of blue hair is worried about the beautiful years, looking at the moon to protect each other, only envious of mandarin ducks but not immortals.