The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 There is a saying in Buddhism: A flash in the pan, a 10,000-year glance.

　　 originally refers to the epiphany after hearing the Tao, but all the temptations in the world and the thousands of causes and effects can be solved by hearing the Tao overnight. It is difficult for the younger generations to practice worldly desires, which gives rise to all kinds of obsessions. Some Buddhist disciples even turn to practice bitter meditation and closed mantra in order to gain the path and detach themselves. Little does it know that seeking the Tao itself has gradually become obsessive.

　　 I have worked hard for thousands of years, and I want to see through. Although the epiphany is good, it has become idiotic.

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　　 When my eyes are opened and closed, it is a few springs and autumns.

　　 When Liang Yan opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a clean wooden bed surrounded by a clean room. Not much furniture, a bed, a desk, a chair, nothing more. However, it is clean and spacious, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, and the four treasures of the study are all available.

　　 Suddenly the wooden door of the room was pushed open with a creak, and walked into a tall middle-aged man, dressed in linen shirt and straw hat, his face was slashing fortitude.

　　 He only heard him enter the door and scolded: "Sleep and sleep! You either play or sleep every day, and you still get up after three poles a day."

　　 said as he walked to the closed window, he stretched out his hand and pushed it, and a bright sun shined into the room instantly. Liang Yan wasn't very comfortable with the light for a while, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to block his face.

　　 "Father!" He blurted out almost subconsciously.

　　 The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You still have my father in your eyes! How did you recite the "Shengshi Confucian Classics" and "Kaicheng Ming Dian" yesterday?"

　　 "My boy played chess in the town yesterday, and forgot to study..."

　　 Liang Yan could not help speaking weakly because he was pressed by his aura. As he answered, he suddenly felt that many memories seemed to be disappearing from his mind, and when he had to think about it again, he couldn't remember anything.

"You, cleverness is wronged by cleverness!" The middle-aged man seemed to know that it would be useless to scold him, but he sighed: "You are playful by nature and love to behave like others. I don't know that governing the country and the world is the best of all, I Liang Xuan will not do anything else in this life, only hope that you can get fame, enter the court as an official, and be the man of this person. Later, you will marry a wife and have children and live your life in peace."

　　 Liang Yan's face blushed, and he replied: "Father, my child knows that I was wrong. I will definitely spend more time on reading in the future!"

　　 Liang Xuan's complexion was slightly slow, and he nodded slightly and said, "Come out for breakfast first, don't be hungry."

　　 The father and son walked out of the room back and forth, and came into the hall. They saw a square table in the middle with many foods: glutinous rice cakes, white rice porridge, fried eggs, etc., all his favorites.

　　 "Knowing the son is more than the father!" Liang Yan said in his heart, and at the same time a long-lost sense of warmth was raised. He jumped onto the dinner table, grabbed a piece of glutinous rice cake and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

　　 "Eat slowly, no one will grab you!" Liang Xuan scolded with a smile, his eyes also showed kindness.........

　　 From this day on, Liang Yan seems to have changed himself, changing his playful nature, studying poetry and learning every day. Even he himself didn't know why, and his memory was completely blank.

　　 But there is always a strange feeling that inspires me. It seems that I know my own plaything in the past life is lost. In the end, Liang Xuan failed to see his son enter the court as an official before he died, and ended in regret. So in this life, I must make up for the regrets of my father's previous life.

　　 Liang Xuan was very pleased to see that his son had finally resuscitated him. He often went out to eat some game and came back to reward him.

　　 Liang Xuan was not at home on this day. Only Liang Yan was studying in his room. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

　　 Liang Yan walked out of the room, only to see a girl in a green skirt standing outside, but she was fifteen or six years old, she was born beautifully and dignified, and she was white, with a tray in her hand.

　　 "Xiao Cui! Why are you here?" Liang Yan was overjoyed and hurriedly went to open the door.

　　 Xiao Cui's face was flushed, and she passed the tray in her hand forward, and said softly: "I'm here to send a snack to Brother Liang."

　　 Liang Yan looked at the colorful pastries on the tray and asked, "You made this all?"

　　 Xiaocui's face is even redder, her eyes glanced away, and she whispered: "Well, do you taste it, does it suit your taste?"

　　 Liang Yan's heart surged with warmth, and suddenly he took her hand, jumped, and the two of them reached the roof.

　　 Xiao Cui let out an exclamation, hugged Liang Yan's waist tightly, and it took a long time to react. Blushing, letting go of his hands, and then curiously asked: "Brother Liang, do you know how to martial arts?"

Liang Yan nodded and said: "I don't know why, and I haven't deliberately learned art from a teacher before. But I seem to be born with infinite strength, and I always feel that the martial artist in the town may not be my opponent. Xiaocui, you say me Is it wicked?"

　　 After listening, Xiao Cui said with a strange light in his eyes: "Brother Liang is not a sinister. This may be the man who is often said by the old storyteller in Zhendongtou, and he will definitely get ahead in the future!"

　　 Liang Yan said with a wry smile: "Who is the chosen person, I am studying hard day and night, just to not let my father down, and to go to Beijing to rush the exam in the future. If I can get the bottom of the list, I will be thankful."

Xiao Cui nodded firmly and said: "Yes, with Brother Liang's talent, he will definitely be the top high school champion!" Then she seemed to think of something: "It's just...but when you have a prominent official position, you won't be able to come here... .Come to find Xiaocui to play..."

　　 Liang Yan caught a glimpse of her eagerly crying eyes, and her heart throbbed, and she couldn't help saying: "Don't worry, if I am the champion in high school, I will definitely return to my hometown to pick you up!"

　　 "Really?" A strange look broke out in Xiao Cui's eyes. After receiving Liang Yan's affirmative reply, she flushed into his embrace. Liang Yan was taken aback for a moment, but still gently wrapped her waist...

　　 Three years passed in a flash.

On this day, on the ancient road outside the capital, a lazy donkey came. On top of the lazy donkey sat a scholar in Tsing Yi, carrying a half-human bamboo basket on his back, holding a book in his left hand, shaking his head and reading. .

　　 He is holding a bamboo whip in his right hand, and from time to time he draws a whip on the **** of the donkey. The lazy donkey was in pain, he hummed and walked a few steps forward, and the speed slowed down again, and he needed to wait for the scholar's next spur.

　　 This man and a donkey came outside the city gate and was stopped by a guard.

　　 The scholar immediately jumped off the back of the donkey, and said to the person in front of him: "In Xia Liangyan, this is the scholar who went to Beijing to rush for the exam in Huaiyuan Town, and I hope that the messenger will be accommodating."

　　 The guard frowned and asked, "Can there be a recommendation from the township?"

　　 "Some and some!" Liang Yan nodded hurriedly, and reached out his hand to take out an envelope from his sleeve. The guard took a look and nodded behind him and said, "Let go!"

　　 Liang Yan retracted the envelope and smiled at the guard: "Thank you, Lord!"

　　He drove the donkey into the capital, and what he saw were all kinds of magnificent high-rise courtyards and the criss-crossing bustling streets. He couldn't help but sighed secretly: "The prosperity of the capital is indeed beyond the imagination of the wild."

　　 "For many years, I will look at the present. If it is a high school champion, then this Beijing compound must have my share!" Liang Yan couldn't help but get excited when he thought of this.

　　 At this moment, after hearing a sound of Ma Ming, Liang Yan looked back. I saw a big horse with a tall head rushing on the street like crazy, and there was a young man sitting on it. He was well-dressed, obviously either rich or expensive.

　　He was riding on the horseback, his hands firmly grasping the rein, his expression sickly excited. He shouted: "I will let you run! Let you run! If you don't tame you today, I will write your name upside down!" He even raised his whip and slammed the horse's **** fiercely.

　　 Pedestrians on the street evaded one after another, and some merchants and vendors were overturned with their blankets, and the scene was chaotic. At this time, there was the cry of a girl from the crowd. Liang Yanxun lost her reputation, but she was a five or six-year-old girl sitting on the ground in fright and crying, while the wild horse that the young boy was riding was madly chaotic. Channeling, he has reached the girl at this moment.

　　 The young man obviously didn't mean to stop at all. He was still waving his whip in excitement. The girl's life and death in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

　　 Seeing the wild horse's front hoofs raised high, the next moment he will step on the girl. Suddenly a person rushed out of the oblique thrust, reached out his hand to pick up the girl in front of him, and punched the horse belly at the same time.

　　 Hearing only a cry of sorrow, the wild horse foamed at his mouth, fell to the side, and threw the noble son on his body.

"You are looking for death!" A dozen guards rushed out from behind the crowd, hurriedly supporting the noble son, and one of the guards roared: "Do you know who you have offended? My son is the official book of courtesy. Your only son!"

　　 Before he could finish his words, the noble son had already eased his breath and shouted: "Come here, beat this kid to death for me, it's mine if you kill him!"

　　As soon as this remark came out, all the onlookers withdrew one after another, for fear of causing trouble to the upper body. The dozen or so guards showed a hideous look, and each took out their weapons and rushed towards Liang Yan, looking unwilling to do the first thing for others~www.ltnovel.com~ Liang Yan was not afraid, only Keep the girl behind.

After 　　 Banzhuxiang, the crowd on the street was already dumbfounded.

　　People say that two fists are hard to beat four hands, but there is a pair of flesh fists in front of them, obviously not fancy, going straight, but it happens to be beaten by more than a dozen extraordinary guards holding their heads.

　　 In a short period of time, these people have all lay down, injured, disabled, and no one can get up.

The noble son obviously didn't expect Liang Yan to have such skill. He was slightly panicked, but he said sternly: "You kid can do it! Dare to touch my Li Xun's brow in the capital, let's walk and see. !" After all, these guards left quickly with the help of a few servants.

　　 At this time, a couple rushed out from the crowd and thankfully accepted the little girl from Liang Yan. Liang Yan silently observed the girl's look, and after confirming that it was her parents, he let them go.

　　 A farce on the street, the song ends at this moment. The crowd of onlookers also left one after another, but in a loft facing the street, there was a woman in red sitting, holding a cup of tea at this moment, staring blankly at Liang Yan's leaving back.

　　 Seeing this, a maid next to him couldn't help coughing: "This silly scholar from the wild has offended Young Master Li and wants to get a fame. I think it's a foolish dream."

　　 The woman in the red dress seemed to have never heard of it, still looking at the street corner idiotically. Seeing that she didn't belong to her soul, the maid couldn't help but laughed: "The silly boy has a silly blessing, he hooked my lady's soul, hehe!"

　　 The woman in red seemed to have reacted, her face glowing red, she reached out and knocked on the maid’s forehead, and said, "You tired girl."

　　 It’s just that although she has a bitter language and angry eyes, she seems to have no meaning to refute what the maid said in her words.