Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

Gudeng Waterside Pavilion is very efficient.

Three days later, Weisheng received an email with Candoushan's name on it, and when he opened it, there was a bank note with a denomination of 2000 taels.

Weisheng stared longingly at the banknote in Cangdoushan's hand for a while, then gave it to him: "Go and buy food for you."

"Okay! No problem!" Weisheng smiled openly, carefully collected the sweet potatoes and went to buy dried sweet potatoes.

It should be a good start. In the future, most of the tasks passed by Gudengshuixie will be to check on the third, fourth, fifth, and illegitimate children... After saving money, they will all go to buy dried sweet potatoes.

It's been a long time, it's too boring.

Soaked in rouge and gouache too much, Cang Dou Shan often feels exhausted, and he is getting more and more tired of this job.

Like days of suffocating summer noon.

Weisheng made a lot of big ice cubes by magic, and put them all over Huxianju. The air is cool and elegant, and they can't resist the scorching heat waves of the sun.

Weisheng sighed: "You haven't made new makeup powder for several days."

"No, I smell nasty."

"Deer pear syrup, do you want to drink it?"

Cang Doushan didn't even have the interest to take a look: "No drink."

Weisheng had no choice but to count the money, and put it in his pocket to buy a few horses of Chengshui silk to hang on the street.The weather was unnaturally hot, so poisonous that the flowers in the calyx were all wilted as far as the eye could see.

As soon as he went out, he saw a large basket by the door, covered with several layers of translucent white ice silk. He lifted it up and saw that the basket was full of several big green awns, with water droplets rolling on it.

"Doosan, there's something to eat!"

Cang Doushan lacked interest and didn't even bother to answer.I suddenly smelled a scent of green awns, sweet and green, and immediately lifted my spirits. "Mango? Where did it come from?"

"Probably Boss Huang again." Weisheng clicked his tongue, and put the ice silk yarn from the basket on Cangdoushan's body, "This yarn is very expensive, it's made of ice silk."

The ice silk felt cold to the touch, and Cangdou Mountain twisted it, and the touch was smoother and thinner than it was a thousand years ago.Thinking about how much he wanted this kind of fabric back then, he walked around wearing clothes woven with ice silk, how could he lie down like a dead dog in the heat like now...

Weisheng over there began to peel and cut the mango, cut it into small pieces with a knife, cut the whole piece along the core and put it on the plate: "Get up."

Cang Doushan struggled a few times, but found that he couldn't get up, so he gave up his futile efforts, and opened his mouth: "Ah——"

Stuffed a mouthful of mango, satisfied.

After eating, there is still a spoonful. The mango has thin skin and thick flesh. Two people can't finish it. Weisheng set aside a little, and said that Hu also came over to try something new, and gave the old man a portion by the way.

In summer, cicadas chirp long, and the trembling rhyme seems to stir the air, creating circles of ripples, the scent of green awns lingers, Cangdou Mountain is in a daze, and everything in the field of vision begins to fade into black and white, like a black and white print .

The top of the mountain is very windy, the clouds are surging, and the clothes are wet.He hugged a watermelon and groaned.The senior sister was picking peach gum, and when she cut a piece with a small bamboo knife, she swung her arms and skirts fluttering as if she was riding the wind away: "Xiao Fengfeng, do you want to eat snow rice stewed with peach gum?"

"Don't eat." Cang Doushan continued to love his watermelon.

"Cut, I don't eat anything so delicious."

Cang Doushan dug up the watermelon and licked the spoon.Back in the Hall of Original Mind, the master was lying on the imperial concubine's couch and eating figs while reading a book. The book was floating in midair.

He walked in the empty hall, and the cloud followed him and poured in.As he walked, he forgot what he came in for, surrounded by monotonous black and white, and he was the only walking creature in the black and white engraving.

He didn't need to deliberately think about it, he walked to the end of the hall naturally.Sitting on the hibiscus tree, the goddess Xihe circled her body for ten days, holding a book in her hand and looking down.

The goddess Xihe cannot be looked directly at.

He only dared to look at the book that Goddess Xi He held in her hand: Xi He Recorded Heart Scroll, the foundation book of Xi He Zong's Heart Gate.

He stepped on the hibiscus tree to reach the book, reached out and took it down.

Xihelu has three volumes, which are divided into heaven volume, earth volume and heart volume.Therefore, Xihezong has three gates, Tianmen, Dimen and Xinmen, with Tianmen as the head.

Xihe is recorded as a divine book.

He only read the first three pages, and his eyes hurt so much that he burst into tears.

The master told him that when he can turn to the last page of the heart scroll, he can inherit the position of the head of the heart door, and the senior sister has already turned to page No. 16.

He tried his best to hold on, and turned another three pages in tears. It was not the eyes that hurt, but also the soul. The sea of ​​consciousness was violently turbulent, and his brain hurt so much that he wanted to die.

He was a little bit overwhelmed and wanted to call it a day.After wiping away the tears, the pain in the eyes was unexpectedly relieved, as if they had been applied with ice, it was very comfortable.

The breeze blows.

Xihe Luxin Scroll turned the pages by itself, one page at a time, as if an invisible hand was turning them, and Cang Doushan was able to see the words on the pages clearly.

All the exercises of the heart door are derived from the heart scroll. There is no practice method on the heart scroll, only the way, the great way.

Cangdoushan was very talented, and was soon fascinated by the Dao on his heart.

There are three thousand avenues, but there are actually more than three thousand avenues. Everyone's way is different, so we can only grope and wander in the mist. Only a very few lucky people have reached the end of the avenue.

But the heart scroll shows all the possibilities of practicing the spirit and heart.Goddess Xihe has recorded everything long ago, but few people can get her favor.

Black and white fade like a tide, and Cangdou Mountain wakes up like a dream.

In Huxianju, clear water silk was hung everywhere, making the room cool.The sunlight outside the window is moving inch by inch, becoming more and more gentle, the hot temperature is also dropping, and the evening breeze is cool, which is the most suitable time for summer.

Cangdoushan felt a little sticky on his body, and pulled off the ice silk veil that he was wearing. It was soaked in sweat and stuck to his skin tightly, which was very uncomfortable.

Weisheng just walked in: "Want to take a bath? Let's go to the river to take a shower."

Cangdoushan didn't want to take a shower in public: "No, I can do it at home."

"I know you are a fastidious monster, the hot water is ready, go wash it quickly.

Cangdoushan took off the ice silk yin, obediently went to take a bath.

Soaked in a vat of warm water, Cangdoushan remembered the strange black and white world, and after a little thought, he realized that it was a black and white realm.

With the gradual accumulation of incoming spiritual power, monks will often enter their own black and white realms, which may be joyful or painful, where everything can happen, and what they experience is as real as if it is in reality.

The most dangerous part of the road is this section.Lost in the realm of black and white, there are many examples of people who have been in a coma of reality for decades and finally died.There are also some people who shake their minds in the black and white, or go astray, or lose their minds, or confuse the distinction between black and white and reality, and commit suicide directly in order to escape the sea of ​​suffering.

Just like when he saw Xihe's Heart Record Scroll in the Black and White Realm, in fact, he only turned to the 170th page in his previous life, and the whole book is 360 pages.

Cangdoushan told that it was a fake, but he couldn't help thinking of that scene: In the black and white world, the breeze was blowing on his face, turning the pages of the book, and his eyes felt as comfortable as if they were iced.

The lines on it are clearly visible.

Fake!Cang Doushan rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, a little flustered.

In his previous life, he was born in a family of cultivators. He was raised in the backyard of a deep house since he was a child.

But now it's different.

The temptation of Xi He's Heart Scroll was so great that he could hardly resist it.

He thought of Ti Chenxiang, subconsciously wanted to call Weisheng, and suppressed the idea in time: the black and white realm was muddled by external forces, which could easily lead to unstable foundations, which was not his original intention.

He retracted the bucket again, and soaked for a long time in a daze, until the water became completely cool, Wei Sheng yelled outside: "Master, do you need me to get you out?"

"No need!" Cang Doushan roared back angrily.Standing up, with the sound of water splashing, I hastily wiped my body dry, and then found that I didn't bring a change of clothes.

Put on old clothes, it smells like sweat, and when I take them off, I just throw them on the ground, they are all wet and I can't wear them.

He had no choice but to shout: "Weisheng!"

"Eldest young master, do you need the younger one to get you out again?"

"I didn't bring any clothes."

Weisheng over there seemed to laugh, Cangdoushan sat down angrily and waited for him, after waiting for a long time, Weisheng opened the door and came in: "Here we come."

Cangdoushan sat on the small bench with bare hands, looking a little pitiful with his knees hugged.Weisheng laughed "puchi".

"What are you laughing at?" Candoushan said angrily, and Weisheng threw his clothes to him.

"Are you still shy? What are you doing, you're already sleeping on the same bed..." Cang Doushan angrily threw his dirty clothes into a ball and hit him on the head, "Get lost!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get out." Weisheng walked out with a smile, and suddenly looked back, Cangdoushan just happened to stand up and put on his clothes.He has a tall and straight figure, with a beautiful curve on his flexible back. He has gained a little weight recently, and his belly is a little fat, fleshy. It looks like he wants to pinch it, and then lift it up...

His gaze was taken aback by Shangcang Doushan, "What are you doing!"

"Look at you." Weisheng smiled hippie, Cangdoushan was really angry, raised his arm, the hydration ice in the bathtub rushed up, countless ice edges shot at Weisheng like a thousand arrows, Weisheng shouted With a sound, he fled out of the bathroom in embarrassment, "The door is broken!"

The little water in the bathtub was not enough to melt the ice, and the longest ice ridge reached the door and broke off in the middle.Cangdoushan quickly put on his clothes, Weisheng called from a distance: "Clean up what I made myself!"

Cangdoushan kicked the bathtub, and the ice edge in the bucket was shattered into powder, which scattered into the air like a thick fog.

Weisheng ran away, looked back, and happily hummed a song with his hands behind his back.As proud as a mouse that has successfully stolen lamp oil.

The author has something to say:

Tomorrow, the first day of the twelfth lunar month, it is advisable to set up foundations, receive wealth, and arrange new pits.

A pseudo-system flow adds daily stories, plus a little bit of my imagination for the future, the time is relatively close, not interstellar.

The third book prepares for the fourth real system flow story.