Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

Today's Black Sea also does not see the moon.

Weisheng practiced with peace of mind all night, and he was only one step away from the black and white realm. Unfortunately, one step was like a moat, and Weisheng couldn't get over it no matter what. He couldn't help feeling a little anxious, but anxiety was useless.

He woke up from the black sea, Cangdou Mountain was still practicing, his brows were tightly furrowed, his expression seemed to be in great pain, he took a closer look, thought he should be fine, got out of bed quietly, fetched water to wash his face.

The sky is pale.The cold water irritated his face, and he became sober in an instant, feeling indescribably happy.

Woke up too early to have nothing to do.He lay back and squinted for a while, and faintly heard someone singing.

Maybe it was the old man and the old lady hanging their voices early in the morning. He didn't pay attention at first, but the more he heard it, the more strange it became.

He had heard the funeral song twice, and he was so familiar with it that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

He looked at Cangdou Mountain, Cangdou Mountain looked relaxed, calm and indifferent, it seemed that he had entered a normal cultivation state, quietly got out of bed and opened the window to look.

There was a thick white fog outside, not thick, but faint, misty like smoke.It was surprisingly quiet outside, no bird or rooster crowed, and the faint funeral song floated from the depths of the mist.

He put on his shoes, put on a coat, and went downstairs lightly.Open the door a small crack and watch through the door.

The misty funeral song is getting closer and closer, the sound is getting lower and lower, and there are jingling bells from the street.

Weisheng saw a scene he had never seen before.

From the other side of the street, a couple of people came slowly, all wearing white robes that dragged the floor, and the wide brims of their hats hung down to cover most of their faces, singing funeral songs in unison in a low voice.The leader holds a white statue in his hand, followed by a dried flower in his arms. The flower has turned gray, but the petals remain as they were, as if petrified.In the middle is the coffin bearer.

The coffin was very thin and long, like a baby coffin.

Weisheng looked at it, and suddenly a bold idea popped up.

He opened the conscious world.

The five consciousnesses drifted away like the wind, merged into the mist, and met the leader, but what the consciousness fed back was nothing.

Seeing that the funeral procession was about to leave, he broke his heart and simply opened the door.The wooden door creaked, which was unusually abrupt in the quiet morning.

There was no response from the funeral procession.

He swaggered after the mourner, passed directly through the body at the end of the crane, and knelt down to look at the mourner's face, but unfortunately he couldn't see clearly.He passed through the bodies of several white-clothed mourners in a row, looking at the coffin up close.

Of course, he could easily pass through the coffin.

He went in front of the leader again, wanting to see the statue he was holding in his hand. It was a beautiful woman with bowed head and lowered eyebrows, with her hands on her knees and a book in her hands.

He watched it for a long time, but he was really bored.I thought something terrible would happen, but I didn't expect nothing.

He started to walk back, and looked back as he walked, the faint white mist began to dissipate, and the sky was slightly white.

The funeral song sounded again.

Wei Sheng suddenly felt cold all over.

The whiteness of the skyline is also very familiar to him.

When the Black Sea giant moon rises, the skyline is also slightly white.Its length was so great that it covered most of the horizon, and when it was fully up, the dark sky of the Black Sea would become a sky of night.

Later, the giant moon in the Black Sea disappeared, and he couldn't find it no matter what.

Actually jumped from the Black Sea to the real world?For the first time, he felt a bone-piercing fear, turned and ran towards the inn.The funeral song sung by the departing mourners suddenly became extremely clear, as loud as if the singer was close at hand, Weisheng almost went crazy with fright, he slammed open the door of the inn and tripped over the threshold.

"Mom!" Weisheng twitched all over his body, a carp jumped up, hit a hard object on the top of his head, and it hurt suddenly.Looking up, Candoushan clutched his chin and his face was distorted in pain.

what's the situation?Wei Sheng was dumbfounded.

Cang Doushan gritted his teeth and said, "What did you dream about?"

"Me?" Weisheng looked around blankly.

He was still in the small room, the quilt was just lifted, and there was still a little warmth.

He also suspected that he hadn't left in his dream, so he grabbed Cangdoushan's arm and asked, "What do you usually call me?"

"Weisheng." Cang Doushan was stunned.

"anything else?"

Cang Doushan slapped him lightly on the shoulder, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Dog, have you entered the realm of black and white?"

"What is the realm of black and white?"

Cang Doushan sat down and said to him: "The realm of black and white is a sign that you are about to enter the dual realm of Xuanyu. If you don't distinguish it, it is almost exactly the same as reality. If you are not firm in your mind, it is easy for monks to confuse the difference between reality and the realm of black and white. If you enter the realm of black and white and fail to come out, then you are not far from death."

Weisheng asked stupidly: "Then am I in reality now or in the realm of black and white?"

Cangdoushan couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Of course it's real, take a look." He dragged him to the window, opened the window, and there were already stalls for breakfast on both sides of the street downstairs, steamed buns Steamed buns, fried dough sticks and pancakes are all available, and the aroma of deep frying is everywhere.People come and go, the city is waking up bit by bit, and it is getting more and more lively.

Seeing this scene, Weisheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.Then he subconsciously glanced at the skyline.

Light blue, sprinkled with wisps of white clouds.

The world is still normal, he was completely relieved, and put his arms around Cangdoushan's shoulders: "How about we go to see the house? Just buy a big house facing the street, change the facade to a shop, and rebuild Huxianju."

Cangdoushan had no objection: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Weisheng asked other people in the inn, and learned that people who want to buy a house in Dongkang must go through the intermediary and guarantee of Zhuangzhai Yaxing to buy a house, otherwise they may be arrested and eaten in prison, and buying a house is not a good idea. You can buy it if you want, and you have to live in Dongkang for three to five years, and you can only be eligible if you have a tax payment record in the government. A series of conditions are listed, and Weisheng is overwhelmed.

He looked at Cangdou Mountain with a guilty conscience, regretting that he had talked too much just now, this time he slapped himself in the face, it hurt so much.

Cangdoushan was also quite surprised, and asked the elder brother: "Is there no other way to go?"

The eldest brother drank to his heart's content, and was also happy to answer questions: "There is a way to call the immortal, that is, to see which family has died, and discuss with his family the household registration of the top person, and then you can buy a house—but Well, few people take this route, Wang Jing’s house is extremely expensive! If you don’t plan to live for a long time, it’s not worth buying, and most of the officials and lords in the Imperial Academy can’t afford it, and they rent houses.”

When the drinking brother said this, Cang Doushan had other thoughts: "What about renting? Is there a limit?"

"We still have to pass the hurdle of the Zhuangzhai Yafang. Guarantees are indispensable, and a deposit is required." The elder brother burped in satisfaction after finishing his drink.

Cang Doushan knew it well, and asked him which dental shop was more reliable.According to the elder brother, there are more than a dozen dental shops in Dongkang, all of which have almost the same virtue. It is nothing more than the difference between more and less cheats. The two or three who are more conscientious are essentially cheats.

Even if it was a pit, he had to jump in. According to what the elder brother said, Candoushan invited a dental firm to introduce it. The middle-aged man in charge was a fat middle-aged man. He probably didn't pay attention to the two of them. We only recommend some ordinary shops facing the street, and only one is rented together with the upstairs room.

Weisheng was really tired from being led around by the middleman, and when he saw that the condition was acceptable, he wanted to agree. Candoushan looked at the surrounding environment and absolutely refused.Ask bluntly: "Do you know the calyx in Wenjin County?"

The middleman rolled his eyes: "That's all gone, what are you talking about, it's bad luck."

"We used to open a shop in Calyx." Cang Doushan was very rude, "Let me tell you, we have enough financial resources to pay, even if we can't find the same one in Wangjing, at least we must have a similar level. You If I can't find it, then I can only go to your superiors and ask for a replacement!"

The middle man rolled his eyes and put on a flattering smile: "Yes, of course there is, but I didn't think of it just now, and I don't know if you want to see it."

Cangdoushan's tone softened a bit: "What's the condition, let's see it first."

This time, the middleman showed them a small building facing the street with its own courtyard. This small building was first rented by an editor of the Hanlin Academy. The editor was alone and couldn’t afford the rent, so he wanted to marry Shared rent.

"The location of this building is good, and the environment is also good. I'm afraid that the editor will disagree."

The middle man had the key to the small building, opened the door and let the two of them go in and have a look. As soon as Weisheng entered, he sat down on the stool, ouch, ouch, his legs hurt.

Looking around Cangdou Mountain, all the furnishings in the house reveal the owner's strong scholarly temperament.The books that were put aside casually, the brush and ink calligraphy and paintings that were crumpled up, and some of them were quite well drawn, but they were still clumped together in an ugly way.

"When will the editor come back?"

Zhong Ren said: "The rule of the Imperial Academy is to leave work at [-]:[-], but in reality it will inevitably be delayed for a while. Now it is almost [-]:[-], if you two want to wait, then wait."

The two of them waited in the house, after waiting for a quarter of an hour, Weisheng complained that he was hungry and went out to buy food.

He wandered around outside, picked and bought two bowls of wontons, and brought them back to Candou Mountain to eat.He also politely asked if the middle-aged man would eat or not, but the middle-aged man refused of course, and then the two ate on their own, and after eating, the editor came back.

He looked at the two people sitting in the room eating wontons, and was stunned.The middleman stood up and explained, the editor nodded repeatedly, with a look of displeasure on his face, and said: "Your Majesty Yang knows the white, the characters are black, the editor of the Imperial Academy, dare to ask your Excellency Gao's name? "

Cang Doushan said: "Xiaosheng Fanggui's surname is Cang, and his name is Doushan. His name is..." He turned his head and glanced at Weisheng, who was still eating wontons while holding a bowl in a daze, with a silly and cute expression on his face, so he had to say for him : "His name is Weisheng."

Yang Zhibai nodded: "Where are you from? What do you do?"

"Wenjin County." Cang Doushan observed his expression, and found that his eyes flickered when he heard the word, "We used to make rouge and gouache."

Yang Zhibai smiled: "Both of you have achieved success in cultivation, why do you want to do this kind of pink business?" His expression was rather contemptuous.Cang Doushan had expected this reaction from him, and said directly, "I wonder how much the monthly rent for this small building is?"

Yang Zhibai said, "Seven hundred wen a month."

Cang Doushan smiled: "So it only takes seven hundred Wen."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Zhibai's face became dark.Cang Doushan continued: "Your editor is really discerning, and chose such a good room."

This sentence saved his self-esteem, and he said reluctantly: "Since you two want to stay here, I certainly welcome you. But if you want to open a shop, you must be quiet in the morning and don't make loud noises. I have a good physique." Not good, many dreams are easy to wake up, I hope Your Excellency will be more considerate."

Cang Doushan smiled, knowing that he did not want to do it: "No problem, my lord editor."