"Congratulations, Fairy Huizhen, you have achieved the Red Immortal today and can go down the mountain to practice Taoism with Master."
The sound of muffled thunder suddenly sounded far and near, ringing in my ears very clearly.
But very suddenly.
Huizhen's heart sank, and she realized that she was half-kneeling on a black brick. She looked up and saw a tall man in black robes, who looked like a priest. He was holding a black iron plate with a gold edge in his hand, smiling. A lovely place awaits her.
Who are you?
What is this place?
Who am I?
Many questions came to her at once, and before she had time to think about it, someone beside her gently poked her with her elbow.
"Huizhen, please thank me quickly."
Hearing the reminder, Huizhen took the iron sign and bowed down.
"Thank you... thank you."
The black-robed master then nodded with satisfaction, took a step to the side, and the thunderous voice sounded again, "Congratulations, Immortal Dehua, you have achieved the Red Immortal today, and you can go down the mountain with Master... "
Huizhen took a breath and looked around. She found that she was dressed extremely strangely, her hair was much longer, and she was carrying an extremely dangerous-looking red sword behind her back.
Suddenly he thought of Lingzhen, and how he always listened to fairy tales at night. Could it be that he was in the world of fairy tales now?
Recalling it again, the family happily went to dinner, and then a gunfight broke out...
It wasn't until the lengthy burial ceremony was over that Huizhen finally accepted the situation. It turned out that she was in a dream.
But she pinched herself secretly, but it still hurt.
Besides, how can dreams be in color?
The crowd, in twos and threes, has gradually dispersed, but if all this was not a dream, how could these people fly on the clouds?
And as Fairy Huizhen, where should I go now?
It was the man named Dehua who reminded him. On his face, there was a smile that was vague but always wanted to possess people.
I wouldn't say it was disgusting, but it made Huizhen very uncomfortable.
Dehua said: "Fairy Huizhen, why are you still standing here in a daze? Your master is waiting there in a hurry."
He pointed his hand, and Huizhen saw the person's location among the black-robed Taoist priests.
He was sitting on the ground with his back to the ceremony. He was wearing the only gray robe in the audience. It was as wide as a quilt wrapped around him. On his head, he wore a hat of the same color.
For some reason, this back figure makes people feel very reliable at first glance.
Huizhen blinked, took steps, and walked towards him.
Taking one step forward, I felt that I had never been so light. I had been out of breath for a long time after running 800 meters. I could see a long distance with the naked eye. Half walking and half floating, I quickly came to the person.
Huizhen remembered what the man in black robe said just now, pondered for a few seconds, and then shouted: "Master."
The man turned around and saw a young Taoist priest who was not very old, with thick eyebrows and two thrilling flames shining in his eyes.
"Huizhen." The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Master." Huizhen called him again for some reason, but she felt a little happy in her heart that her "master" was not an old man.
And a little bit, a little bit handsome.
"Come on, let's hit the road."
The master stood up, waved his robe, and a cloud of fire immediately rose under his feet.
He stretched out his hand and invited Huizhen.
Huizhen was confused, but when he stepped on it, it was actually stable.
The master said nothing and left on the clouds.
The wind howled, and clouds of various colors rushed in the opposite direction to him, but they would not hit him.
On the contrary, it may be because there is a "fire cloud" under my feet. Whether these winds or clouds fall on my body, it is still a little warm.
It took Huizhen a long time before he finally suppressed
He stopped looking at his feet and screamed.
Then, he timidly asked: "Master, where are we going?"
Master's answer was neither salty nor cool, "You can go anywhere."
"Then...Master, what is your name?"
"You girl, have you forgotten your master again?"
"Hmm..." Huizhen answered without any confidence.
"Listen carefully, and don't forget it again."
The master suddenly turned around, asked her to eat a chestnut, and then let out a hearty and doting smile.
"Remember, my name is Ran Deng."
…
The time on the cloud also flies quickly.
"Master, Master, why do we keep chasing the moon?"
"We are not chasing the moon, but the moon is flying with us."
"Master, Master, where are our feet at this time?"
"Well, let me see, oh, the city below us used to be a town called Fenli, but now it's called Taiji City."
"Master, Master, why is there a pink-blue mountain over there?"
"Oh, that's Xianshan Mountain. Next to Xianshan Mountain is Sweet Lake."
"Sweet Lake? Is it a lake you can drink from?"
"You idiot, you can drink from all the lakes in the world, but not this sweet lake."
"why?"
"..." Master was silent.
"Why, Master, why is that Salty Mountain called Salty Mountain? Is it because the mountain is very salty?"
"..." Master was really silent.
"Master? Why don't you speak?"
"Huizhen, did I tell you that I don't like girls who talk too much?"
Huizhen stopped talking. It was easy for her to accept this body and this world. It was inevitable that thousands of questions would come out at once and she would become a curious baby.
But she realized that she had said too much and quickly shut up. This was another new question. She didn't know why. She didn't want to make the master angry.
She became quiet, just looking at the scenery passing by beneath her feet, and her thoughts returned to the desk under the small desk lamp in Shuangxi Building in Gunport City.
"Huizhen, why are you silent again? Tell me, master and disciple, where are we going to travel and practice this time?"
The master who had not allowed Huizhen to speak took the initiative to speak.
"Hyizhen?"
"Hyizhen?"
"Hyizhen?"
Master asked three times before Huizhen said, "Master, I want to be a girl who talks less, so I listen to Master."
"Hahaha." Master stroked his chest and laughed, flicking his long sleeves, "Then let's go to the Xianshan Sweet Lake this time."
Huoyun at his feet suddenly stopped and turned around. Huizhen was so shocked that he grabbed the master's other long sleeve.
In front of you, there is a mountain that looks like a chimney, and its entire body emits a dreamy blue light in the moonlight. At the foot of the mountain, there is an even more dreamy mountain.
