Qizhou

"Sorry, I shouldn't have stolen your chicken."

The afternoon sun was very hot, Zhu Wudi, a villager in Zhuxi Village, just got up from the mat when he bumped into the doorway.Daoist He, who had just entered the village for two days, took a man with ears on his head and brought him to the door of his house. The man apologized without saying a word. Although his face was expressionless and his tone was dull, at least it was an apology Bar.

The family did lose several chickens.

"This...is this?" Brother Zhu Wu, who has never seen anything in the world at a young age, pointed to Ci Nian's ear. He Qizhou smiled kindly, raised his hand, touched the ear twice, and said: "Yes real ears."

Brother Zhu Wu trembled: "I didn't ask this...I mean, he...is he the fox who stole the chicken?"

Ci Nian expressionless: "It's me, your uncle."

Before he finished speaking, He Qizhou who was behind him slapped him hard on the vest, causing him to move forward and almost hit the door frame.Worship, incense, and immortality!Gritting his teeth, Ci Nian recited a series of words silently in his heart, with a half-smile on his face: "The fox who stole the chicken is right here."

Brother Zhu Wu didn't know whether he should be angry or happy, so he stammered for a while: "Then...then..."

He Qizhou immediately took out the money bag from his pocket, pinched a few pieces of silver, and stuffed it into Wu Zhu's hand: "I'll pay for it. According to the list, your family lost six chickens. According to the current market price, it should be This number, you count."

The fifth brother Zhu was overwhelmed, and quickly took the broken silver, counted it carefully, touched it again, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief, showing a smiling face: "Yes, yes, thank you... Thank you Taoist priest, thank you Taoist priest for giving me justice !"

He Qizhou pressed Ci Nian's head, and the two bowed to Fifth Brother Zhu together.Before the fox opened his mouth to curse, he was thrown to the next house like a chicken.For the whole afternoon, He Qizhou took his resignation, from the beginning to the end of the village, from the south of the village to the north of the village, apologizing and making money from house to house. Everything that belonged to him and was not his was broken into pieces of silver, and the whole village was compensated. all over.

The resignation apology made his ears pop, but this was what he had discussed with He Qizhou, even if he felt aggrieved, he couldn't help it. "Only by being patient for a while can great things be achieved!" Ci Nian said sorry, but he kept chanting this wise saying in his heart.It wasn't until evening that he finally returned to the bamboo house with a dry mouth. Even though it was far away, he could still hear the mighty string of "Thank you, Daoist He" and "Good man, Daoist He" behind him.

Ci Nian quickly fetched a bucket of well water, and drank half of it in one gulp. He passed the bucket in his hand to He Qizhou, only to realize that this person had been paying for the money in the back without saying a word, so he immediately put the bucket away. Carrying it back into his arms, he drank another half of the bucket to completely quench his thirst.He Qizhou took out the purse that he had touched all afternoon, shook it lightly in Ci Nian's ear, and said with a smile, "It's empty."

Ci Nian snatched the purse, saw it was empty, and frowned immediately: "You can give them as much as they want, and they cheat you! Are you a fool? I have never seen so many people! I didn't take it at all. I bought their stuff! And the one at the head of the village, who insisted that he lost a vase, what vase do I want! You should pay him that too! Let him think about whether he lost anything! They are taking you as a pity What a shame!"

But He Qizhou didn't care: "What's wrong with being taken advantage of? Spending money can make them shut up. Why don't I spend it?"

Resigning from the year, He Qizhou continued: "They say as much as they say. It's too exaggerated. They also know it's unreasonable, so they won't mention it. It's nothing more than taking advantage of the opportunity. It's just a little agricultural product. How much can it cost?" ? But from now on, as long as you don't cause theft anymore, they will have no reason to trouble you, and you can restore your reputation."

For the first time in Ci Nian, he felt that getting along with people was too complicated. He thought for a moment and asked, "Then what if they don't admit it..."

He Qizhou smiled, and suddenly raised his hand, a dexterous pigeon flew from nowhere and landed on his hand. He showed the snow-white bird to Ci Nian, and said with a smile: "I have already paid back the money just now. Feige sent the list to the village chief."

Ci Nian was stunned for a long time before saying, "I remember correctly, the village head is only 200 steps away from the bamboo house."

He Qizhou said: "Yes, but Fei Ge is handsome enough to pass on letters."

Resignation year: "..."

He Qizhou laughed a few times, grabbed Ci Nian's shoulders, and led him into the house: "Okay, the bill is paid off, and I don't have much money left, but no matter what, I still have to eat. Starting tomorrow , you have to follow me to practice. After spending so much money, you should be proud and stop stealing the chickens from the villagers. If you have to steal... I will buy a few and put them in the yard, and you can steal them for a while Circle, just put it back for me."

Ci Nian laughed when he heard it: "I stole it, and I will put it back for you. Is there anything wrong with me?"

He Qizhou shook his head: "You don't understand, the fun of stealing is to carry out the excitement. If you are caught by me, I will take a talisman to slap you. Thinking about it this way, isn't it nervous, thrilling and exciting?"

Ci Nian choked: "...You steal it yourself, I'll go up the mountain and catch it."

That night, the resignation year still did not stay.After finishing up the chicken soup stewed by He Qizhou, he found a window and sat for a while, taking advantage of the time when He Qizhou was washing dishes, he jumped into the bamboo forest and disappeared into the vast green hills under the moonlight.He Qizhou stood in front of the window, looking at the footprints he left when he left. After a long time, he shook his head and smiled, and slowly closed the bamboo latticed window.

From then on, Ci Nian really kept the promise and came to learn how to practice with him every day.

A fox is a beast, not a human being. It is quite difficult to cultivate to become a fairy, but Ci Nian thinks this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Although He Qizhou is a human being, he is not a small character that can be underestimated. What's more, he has been in the world for so many years , I have seen people who want to beat and kill him, and there are many people who are in awe and fear... But He Qizhou treats him differently, calling him "little fairy" one by one, controlling him and restraining him, not to mention eating and drinking, now Also help him practice and help him become a fairy as soon as possible.

Ci Nian knew that good things in this world cannot be done for nothing, but he wanted to lose his head, and he didn't understand why He Qizhou was so kind to him.

Perhaps it was really in response to what he said earlier - "If I can help you become a fairy, it is also my merit."

Merit...is the fulfillment of other people's wishes.Thinking about the year of resignation, I gradually lost my mind.

"Let you copy the scriptures and meditate, what are you drawing?" He Qizhou's voice appeared in time, and when he regained his senses, he realized that he had drawn a semicircle on the rice paper, and he quickly grabbed the paper and kneaded it. They huddled together, forming smiling faces: "Hey... I... I was thinking, I was thinking that Daoist Chang is handsome and handsome, and I want to draw a portrait of you..."

He Qizhou slowly opened his claws, pulled out the so-called portrait, opened it and took a look: "Do I look like a bird?"

Su Nian was surprised: "I didn't draw birds..."

He Qizhou chuckled, and turned the crumpled painting over. On the rice paper was a white crane standing upright, with a slender neck, a little red on its head, and smooth and white feathers. Picked in black, set off by mountains and rocks in the distance, this crane is alive and well, it is really a good painting.

Ci Nian's eyes widened: "I... I drew this?"

He Qizhou combined the paper fan in his hand, and knocked on his forehead lightly: "This is called juggling. Keep copying. If you don't copy well, tonight's chicken leg will be mine."

In the year of resignation, he hurriedly sharpened his ink and picked up his pen, and responded in one voice: "I write, I write... I will write!"

It has been a month since he came here to learn how to practice.During this month, Ci Nian felt that his abilities were constantly improving, not only in cultivation, but also in all aspects of life.He Qizhou is a miraculous person, he exists in the world, as if there is nothing he doesn't understand.He can write and draw, woodworking, weaving, combing people's hair and changing clothes, and even juggling!

After Xi Nian finished practicing calligraphy, he finally had a rest. He picked up the crumpled rice paper on the table and looked at the painting over and over again, but there was no mystery in this painting, that thing was painted on.Ci Nian was extremely confused, did He Qizhou change the paper, or did he paint on the painting while he was not paying attention... In short, he began to want to learn juggling from this man again.

It's August and the wind is getting cooler. Ci Nian still likes to sit on the bamboo railing, look at the green hills in front of him, swing his legs, and eat the oranges that He Qizhou peeled for him.

Under the influence of He Qizhou, he also started to eat oranges.Occasionally, I will go down the mountain with him to buy vegetables, but in August, there are not many lotus leaves to wear. After a few autumn winds and autumn rains, there will really be nothing left.Ci Nian actually hates winter, no matter how warm the fur is, it can't withstand the cold on the mountain.If there is no snow in central Sichuan, it will be a series of winter rains, enough to pour him into a frozen fox popsicle.

Ci Nian was thinking wildly, but the bamboo forest in his vision was suddenly blocked.When he raised his eyes, he realized that there was something covering his head. He touched it with his hands, took it off and saw that it was a strong bamboo hat!He was very excited after getting a new gift, he hurriedly turned his head and looked at He Qizhou who was standing behind him, who was also smiling back: "Try it."

Ci Nian held the bamboo hat in his hand, and looked at it over and over for a long time. The bamboo hat was not big, and it was just suitable for his small face. , make a pattern of a small fox head.Then this bamboo hat belonged to him alone, and he could no longer give it to others.

He Qizhou buckled the bamboo hat for him, and tied the tie lightly: "From now on, I will wear this when I go down the mountain. Don't pick the lotus leaves. We have almost emptied the lotus pond down the mountain..."

Ci Nian's face was half covered by the bamboo hat, but he still couldn't stop the smile from the corner of his grinning mouth, he nodded his head several times: "Yeah!"

The two were silent for a moment in tacit understanding, and He Qizhou suddenly asked: "It's almost autumn, and it's cold in the mountains. Do you want to go back to the back mountain today?"

After thinking about it for a while, he was about to speak.But there was a burst of unpleasant shouting and cursing from only a few dozen steps outside the bamboo house.The two looked towards the door, only to see Zhusheng, who hadn't shown up for a long time, swearing and rushing over with the thinnest Zhuxiaoliu in the village.Although Zhu Xiaoliu was thin and small, but he was sincerely invited by Zhu Sheng, and even his steps were a little more high-spirited.

The two pushed open the courtyard door and stood aggressively in the courtyard.He Qizhou and Ci Nian looked at each other, not knowing why these two came here.

He Qizhou didn't greet the guests either, he just said hello: "Both... who are you looking for?"

Zhusheng patted Zhu Xiaoliu on the shoulder, pushed him two steps forward, and said loudly, "Say it! Say it boldly! My father is the elder of the village, so he can naturally make decisions for you!"

Zhu Xiaoliu was slapped with confidence by this palm, and he stood up straight. He raised his hand, pointed at Ci Nian who was sitting on the bamboo railing dangling his legs, and stammered, "You... you passed on my family heirloom, that... that Yupei, give it back to me!"

Ci Nian looked around suspiciously, and pointed at himself: "Me? Jade pendant?"

Zhu Sheng chimed in: "Yes! Who else could it be if it wasn't you! Return Xiao Liu's jade pendant! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"