Thinking about it this way, the living standard in this town is quite good. They can eat this kind of noodles and sell big meat buns. After thinking about it, he handed the bowl back to the child, waved his sleeves, and disappeared.
"Brother Huzi, there seemed to be someone there just now?"
The child holding the longevity noodles turned his head and asked uncertainly.
Hu Zi frowned in thought, then relaxed. Guessing something, he shouted, "It must be the Immortal Grandpa. Look, he's changed your face back to normal! My father said only the Immortal Grandpa could do that."
Hearing this, Gouzi wiped the tears from his face, showed his teeth, smiled broadly, looked up at the sky and shouted: "Thank you, Grandpa God!"
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Zhang Ling returned to the bun shop and tasted the meat buns himself. He took a bite and found that the buns were juicy, with thick meat filling and a thin and soft dough. They were delicious.
He waved his sleeves to disperse the thick fog and told Old Man Liu's son, Liu San, to get back to work and not let external affairs delay the business of the bun shop.
After a while, all twenty hot and delicious meat buns were eaten.
After a moment, Zhang Ling placed a small piece of gold nugget on the table, and turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared into the clouds.
By the time Liu San reacted, the mountain god had already disappeared without a trace. Only the golden light was shining on the table, and the finger-sized gold was particularly eye-catching.
Above the sky.
The soft clouds look infinitely beautiful against the backdrop of the setting sun.
This was the first time that Zhang Ling sat in the clouds and looked down at the beauty of the world.
What lies before your eyes is a landscape painting done with splashed ink. In the distance, green mountains are dotted like long green silk threads, while in the near distance, farmlands and houses rise and fall one after another, crisscrossing under the mountain terrain.
night.
In the quiet night sky, countless stars shine brightly. They surround the bright moon and cast silver light on the earth.
Zhang Ling lay on his side on the clouds, one fist against his chin, his elbow supporting him, his legs crossed, and he hummed a tune that sounded like a nursery rhyme.
The melodious tune drifted into every household and lingered in the ears of all living beings in Qingyun Town.
The crying child stopped shouting, staring with his bright big eyes, rolling around. After a while, his eyelids became heavier, and he dozed off, falling asleep listening to the song.
Men, women, young and old, who were full of worries and troubles, gradually cleared their minds and closed their eyes slightly. Soon, the snoring sounds from each house could be heard in the town.
The guard dog whimpered twice and lay on the ground, motionless.
The ground rats that were still stealing crops in the fields were sniffing around, and then they felt sleepy in the midst of their busy schedule. They lay on the ground, occasionally squeaking.
At this moment, everything is silent, only the bright moon hangs high in front of my eyes and the gentle breeze blows by my ears.
To the tune of this ballad, different people have the same dream.
"Foolishness is the source of wisdom, the deer calls."
"Fools keep silent, and the land remains peaceful."
"The town has Qingyun, protecting the area."
"Eliminate evil spirits and sweep away the monsters."
"Balance yin and yang, and pacify the five elements."
“No one can compare to me, no one can reach me.”
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