"This Taoist robe hasn't been changed for a year or for several months, right? Which big power family's children are so shabby?"
"Is this guy a fake?"
"How can you pretend to be like this? Anyway, you can pretend to be a little bit? The few geniuses that appear now are not so shabby even if they are low-key."
"It's a donkey or a horse drawn out and you will know if there is any." Someone showed a smirk.
On the street, there is a lot of controversy about the young people riding the green cow. This is mainly because the dress is too shabby, even for ordinary families.
And after seeing the young man entering the fairy city, the expression of that soil bun is really hard to make him think of a genius.
The green cow walked with her head buried in the street. This person and cow on the street can be regarded as an alternative landscape. Many people look at it and guess the origin of the youth in their hearts. Most of them feel that this young man does not have much ability, but he dare not take it lightly. Provoke, what if someone really likes such an eclectic dress
On Xiancheng Street, there was a young man riding a green bull. This news was faster than the green bull. Many people on other streets ran over curiously to watch the excitement.
Some original inhabitants of Xiancheng have lived here for several generations and have never seen such a scene. Anyone who dared to enter the fairy city was at least riding an extraordinary monster as a mount. It was the first time I saw anyone riding an ordinary blue bull.
Seeing that there were more and more people on the street, the young man seemed to be looking at him, and couldn't help scratching his head again. The hair that was already messy was like the chicken coop, too messy to see.
"Why look at me? Are you here to greet me? Am I so popular?" The young man looked suspicious, and then narcissistically guessed. Thinking of this, his heart was overjoyed, and his heart couldn't help but want Play a piece.
The young man took out the animal husbandry flute, and he hadn't started playing it yet. Someone had seen the power of the animal husbandry flute before, and immediately ran away, covering his ears as if he were approaching an enemy.
The point is, you guys are so bad that you don't tell others about the power of the shepherd flute when you run away, sneer and hide away to watch the excitement.
The young man put the shepherd flute next to his mouth and began to play. As soon as the sharp and piercing sound came out, some people closest to him felt a tingling in their eardrums, and they were a little dizzy.
Those who were farther away covered their ears, their faces were blue, and they ran away quickly.
"Ah... It's so ugly, what kind of ghost is this, what powerful spell is this?" someone said loudly while retreating.
"It really pollutes my ears, help..."
"The old man has lived for most of his life. It is the first time to hear such an unbearable flute sound. Even if the old man is dead, he will never look down..." said an older monk with tears streaming down his face.
The people in the street were already empty in the blink of an eye under the sound of the young man shepherding the flute, and the whole street was already empty.
A gust of wind came, swept the dust on the ground, and threw on the young man's face.
The young man "poached" twice, wiped the animal husbandry flute, looked at the deserted street, and suddenly wondered, "Why are you all gone? How can no one appreciate my beautiful flute sound? Only the master knows how to appreciate, every time I hear it fall asleep."
expensive!
Qing Niu let out a sad sound, and the sound of herding flute was full of resentment towards the young man. It actually thinks too much. Sao Nian, you think too much, your master is not asleep, but dizzy.
The mount that Lao Niu was sent out as a young man was actually rejected at first, but under the coercion and temptation, there was no way to agree to it, but unexpectedly, from Qingniu Town all the way to Xiancheng, Yaoyao Wanli Road, After more than half a year, Lao Niu listened to such a terrifying flute sound for more than half a year. It was devastated.
The old cow regretted it. If he didn't come back then, maybe he was eating tender grass on a certain green lawn in Qingniu Town, and occasionally went to talk to other cows to talk about his ideals. It would be so comfortable.
"I said Lao Niu, why don't these people understand music so much?" The young man asked, tapping the young man's back with herd flute.
The young man gave a "Ang", his voice was a little dissatisfied. When the young man heard it, he chuckled and said, "Fall, I haven't heard you say anything since I was born. Playing the flute to you is also playing the piano to the cow.
Lao Niu was very depressed about this.
"I said, the bull riding boy, can you stop being so stinky, can you stop playing your herding flute, I can't stand it anymore." At this time, a half-year-old boy covered his ears and ran to the street pointing to the young man. Then he yelled.
The young bull riding man was taken aback for a moment, and said with a serious face: "This fellow Taoist, what you said is wrong, my pastoral flute is so sweet, why can't you stand it?"
"Delicious ass, you're deaf, so ugly!" The half-year-old boy jumped up and screamed in an angry voice.
The young bull riding man shook his head, still not angry, and said: "Carrots and cabbage have their own loves. If you don't like it, it doesn't mean that it is unpleasant. There are always friends. As the so-called Chollima is often there, Bole is not always there.
The half-year-old child was about to collapse, and his head was drooping and the theory was lazy, and he went away dejected.
"Bull rider..." Someone walked out again. As soon as he spoke, the young man immediately interrupted the other person and said: "The poor road is not called the bull rider, the poor road is called one."
The man was a burly and sturdy man with a tall stature, five big and three thick, and a face with a beard that looked fierce. When he heard the youth report the law number, he said: "Daoist, I know you are good enough." Don’t you play your herding flute anymore, so let people live?"
Daoyi shook his head and said, "You just keep going."
"I don't want to listen, but once you blow it, you can't help it." The burly man had a sad expression on his face, and he dared not anger at the young man. If the young man played the shepherd flute again, he would really break down. Up.
Daoyi sighed and said helplessly: "There are too few bole in this world, that's all, just don't blow it."
Daoyi put the Mu flute away, and the burly man also breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly there were a lot of people on the street, and there was chaos on the clean streets, most of which were talking about Daoyi.
"Dao Yi's dharma title is domineering, but I don't know if this ability is really that great." The older monk stroked his beard and shook his head, said with a deep face.
"It's also necessary to say that with such a shepherd flute, there is absolutely no daring to stay for ten miles." Someone joked.
"This kid is a Taoist priest, could he come from Sanqing Holy Land?" Someone guessed.
"How can such a disciple come out of the Sanqing Holy Land? This is too shabby, and I must not shame the reputation of the Sanqing Holy Land?"
There was a lot of discussion on the street, and Daoyi rode the green cow all the way. He didn't say anything when he heard the discussion, and seemed to turn a deaf ear.
The blue bull walked and stopped. When Dao turned his head, he saw a young man with a silver knife standing in the middle of the street. The young man with a silver knife stood indifferently, as if waiting for the blue bull to give way. .
Qing Niu also waited, seemingly waiting for the Silver Sword Youth to give way, and the two sides froze in this way.
"Familiar aura..." Daoyi nodded slightly, and said, "I said you just opened a mountain? It almost killed me. If it weren't for the poor Dao's reaction, I guess it's just like that mountain. It's in half."
The silver sword young man was naturally Nangong with a stab. Nangong raised his eyes to look at the ragged and unkempt young man riding a bull, and said solemnly: "Then you should be lucky."
"What do you think you are doing? The mountain has provoke you. If you want to split him, you can just split the mountain. The point is that I almost killed me!" Daoyi was a little dissatisfied with Nangong's attitude, anyway. Apologize too
Nangong Yidao still said indifferently: "Then what do you want?"
"I am a person who doesn't like to care about people, but this is your fault, do you admit it? You get an attitude like this, it's easy to be beaten." Dao said, sitting cross-legged on the green bull. .
Nangong's eyes sank slightly, and the momentum all over his body became stronger. People watching the crowds on the street were also a little surprised. How many brushes does this bull riding boy really have? Even dared to make a knife to Ban Nan Gong.
"What if I don't admit my mistake?" Nangong said in a low voice.
Dao said casually: "If you don’t apologize, then I can’t force you, can’t you? It’s not sincere to force you to apologize, so why don’t you apologize? Let’s do this, if you admire my song, then I forgive is you."
Daoyi didn't wait for Nangong's knife to speak, and regardless of whether Nangong's knife was happy or not, he took out Mudi, and the people present were frightened and fled when they saw this scene.
"Don't..." Many people yelled irresponsibly as they ran, but their parents lost two legs and didn't run fast enough.
L…
The sound of the animal husbandry flute sounded like a tragedy in the world, and so many people wanted to die.
Although Nangong Yidao didn't react that much, he frowned. This was definitely the worst flute sound he had ever heard in his life.
Daoyi blew it with relish, with a look of intoxication, completely disregarding whether Nangong Yidao was willing to listen.
Huh!
Suddenly, a sword aura suddenly rushed out and slashed towards Daoyi. At the very moment, a law of the Great Dao burst out of the shepherd flute and turned into a gossip diagram to block the knife.
Daoyi stopped playing the flute and looked at Nangong Yidao and said dissatisfied: "What do you mean by this? Your apology is too insincere. It is easy for me to want to beat you."
Nangong ignored him with a knife, and the silver knife behind him rushed out and slashed it down again!