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Chapter 340: Writing with great spirit

Chen Pingan was lying on the bed, that strange dream still lingering in his mind.

The last time, I was reading in a dream on the Osmanthus Island ferry. I don’t know what the meaning is this time, or maybe it’s just a dream and I’m suspicious?

Chen Pingan sat up. Since he couldn't sleep, he simply came to the table and started counting his belongings.

During the day, definite news came from Jiuniang. Tomorrow morning, the Yao family's team heading to Beijing will pass through Hu'er Town. At that time, both parties will go together to Mirage City, and then go to a famous building outside the capital. After the ferry parted ways, Chen Ping'an and his party continued to go north and went into the mountains to visit Xiantian Que Peak. The old general Yao Zhen had already arranged two identities for them, so that they could walk down the mountain unobstructed in the second half.

Chen Pingan lit the oil lamp and placed the sword gourd on the table. Feijian Fifteen flew out. Chen Pingan took out the golden robe and wine. He felt a little distressed. He also felt sorry for the damage to this relic of an overseas immortal. , I feel even more distressed about the copper coin for repairing Jin Li. The Guyu money has been used up. It is not Xiaoshu money, let alone snow money, but Zheng Dafeng's breakthrough in Laolong City. As a reward, he gave it to Chen Ping'an's little boy. One of the gold coins in the bag.

Chen Pingan touched the neatly stacked robes and sighed.

No wonder it is said that spiritual practice is a job that costs money. No one should talk about having too much money to spend.

However, Chen Ping'an had no reason to think that Liu Youzhou, who lived in the Upside Down Mountain Monkey House, estimated that his father was the same age as the God of Wealth in Aaizhou, so he had the right to worry about his wealth.

Chen Pingan took out the bag of gold and copper coins, poured them gently on the table, and added them up one by one to form a small building, which was less than a slap in height. Chen Pingan smiled knowingly, It's just that the building is a little smaller and shorter, otherwise he would be happier.

These priceless gold and fine copper coins do not contain any support money or spring greeting money, but are all victory coins. The front and back are respectively engraved with the words "Destroy evil" and "Peace in the world". It is different from the winning money that Chen Pingan first came into contact with in Lizhu Cave. It seems that there are changes every year when coins are minted.

When Chen Ping'an was in Daixuan Mountain, he learned a seemingly superficial but actually very orthodox refining formula from the man holding a sword at the door. The previous refining of the gold essence copper coin only cost a lot of money. After a cup of tea, the golden robe, which was damaged and torn in many places, came to life like willow branches sprouting. It was very magical.

Chen Pingan estimated that the robe would be restored to its original state within ten days at most. Another unexpected surprise was that Chen Pingan discovered something strange about the golden dragons on the robe. The golden light in the eyes of the Li bead and the two slightly smaller golden dragons is not obvious. After "eating" the gold essence and copper coins, it is like the finishing touch, especially the spiritual energy contained in the golden Li bead is as thick as water.

This discovery made Chen Ping'an, who had never been obsessed with worldly spiritual weapons and magic weapons, a little excited, because the appearance of this golden robe was the same as that of Wei Xian, Zhu Lian and others in the martial arts realm. It's rising. Need to know the magic weaponUp, what is it? Immortal soldiers! The rich Fu family in Old Dragon City had accumulated thousands of years of experience, but they had never owned a single immortal weapon worthy of the name.

However, Chen Pingan does not expect that Jinli can grow into a magic robe with the appearance of an immortal weapon. After all, God knows how many gold essence and copper coins are needed to supplement, and now that Lizhu Cave Heaven no longer exists, the three types of gold It is very likely that the fine copper coins will be cut off and will never appear again.

Even if he is lucky enough to build the Bridge of Immortality, he still has to refine five magic weapons belonging to the Five Elements. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as difficult as climbing to the sky, but for Chen Ping'an, this is actually not enough. Okay, it’s just a matter of practicing a million punches after practicing a million punches. As long as you can clearly see the road under your feet and know where you should go next, that’s it. As for how far it is and how difficult it is to go, let’s not go there. think.

Chen Pingan continued to take out some long-collected objects.

The golden gallbladder presented by Shen Wen, the City God, is the fragment of the golden body left behind in the human world after the god died.

Most of the pile of green bamboo slips that can be traced back to Qingshen Mountain have been engraved with poems and verses by Chen Pingan.

The snake gallstone that Shen Gaozong Huang Guanhe Xiaoliang returned to him.

Chen Pingan finally took out the water-character seal carved by Mr. Qi himself and placed it gently in the center of the table. Chen Pingan lay on the table. As the saying goes, mountains and rivers do not separate families, and the mountain-character seal has been destroyed. In Jiaolonggou, the watermark seemed a bit lonely.

Chen Pingan was in a daze and came up with the idea that on the way, he would find an opportunity to buy a white jade hairpin. The material was of ordinary quality. After carving the eight characters, he could pin it in his bun. It’s not to show off, it’s just because I feel like I’m wearing this outfit now, even if I don’t wear a golden robe, I still wear a blue shirt and robe with a jade hairpin. I’m not a scholar, so it’s okay to pretend to be a scholar. So I returned to Aquarius Continent and went to Sui Dynasty. When Cliff Academy came to Li Baoping and the others, they finally didn't have to worry about bringing them down and being looked down upon by their classmates.

After reading so many books and seeing so many sages and teachings, Chen Pingan still likes those eight words the most.

The words of a gentleman are as warm as jade.

Just when he thought that there was a gentleman from the academy who was building a floor in the inn, Chen Pingan became a little curious about Dafu Academy. If it were not inappropriate to delay the trip in Tongyezhou, Chen Pingan would really like to visit the academy. .

The same thing, Chen Pingan put away everything and put it back among the square items.

In order to settle the old and new accounts, Zheng Dafeng not only had a bag of gold and copper coins, but also a legendary item that was close at hand, which was a jade tablet without seal writing, which was extremely simple and elegant.

It’s just that Chen Pingan was used to dealing with Feijian Fifteen, and it was easy for him, so he never touched the things close to him. The Immortal City of Nascent Soul may not be able to have a treasure, so he just hid it for Chen Pingan. stand up.

The Manna Armor "Xiyue" was temporarily handed over to Wei Xian, the narrow sword Zingxue was hung on Lu Baixiang's waist, and the Chixin Sword was carried on the right side of Sui's back.

If the color of the golden demon-binding rope made by the old dragon's long beard had not been too eye-catching, it would not have been Jin Li's usual snow-white color.The color and the two cyan robes purchased from a market store don't match, otherwise they could be used as a belt.

After collecting a rich family fortune, Chen Ping'an was in a good mood. The only way to relieve his worries was money and wine.

Standing up, he walked to the window and opened it. Suddenly he found that Pei Qian next door was not moving at all. The walls of the inn were not well insulated, and the little girl would often snore slightly when sleeping. Chen Pingan thought that Pei Qian was like before, big and old. I was a mouse at night and went to the kitchen on the first floor to steal something. After waiting for about a stick of incense, I heard the sound of the inn door opening and closing. Chen Pingan flicked his fingers and extinguished the lights in an instant. Soon he heard The sound of Pei Qian going upstairs.

When the door next door closed, Chen Pingan calmed down, lit the oil lamp again, took out three books, and flipped through them.

It can be regarded as the "Shaking Fist" borrowed from Gu Can, the "Authentic Alchemy Book" presented by Li Xisheng, and the "Swordsmanship Sermon" given by Zheng Dafeng.

Now, the chapters in the book are already familiar to me, but except for the sleeping pile "Qianqiu" of Shanshaquan that I have recently started to study, the two matters of talismans and swordsmanship are almost nothing compared to before I accidentally entered the blessed land of lotus root. There is no progress, and there is really no way to be distracted. Chen Pingan believes that there are some talismans in the "Authentic Alchemy Book" that are slightly higher than the pagoda demon-suppressing talisman. Next, he can try writing and have a chance to complete it in one go.

Chen Pingan studied all night until dawn. Before dawn, he noticed a slight rustling sound coming from the next door. Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Chen Ping

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An put away the three books, stood up and opened the door, only to see Pei Qian who seemed to be ready for the trip. He had already packed his cotton bag, held a hiking pole, and smiled brightly. He raised his head and asked: "When are we leaving for Mirage City?"

Chen Pingan asked: "Didn't I tell you to stay at the inn?"

Pei Qian The smile did not change and he continued to act stupid, "Do you want me to ask the little cripple to get up and cook for us? We can only go on the road after eating. I heard that Hu'er Town is two to three thousand miles away from Daquan Capital, which is far away."

Chen Pingan was about to speak when a yawning scholar appeared on the other side of the stairs and walked up to the two of them. Zhong Kui slapped Pei Qian on the back of the head and asked Chen Pingan sleepily: "The Yao family came so early? Yao Zhen really wants to be the Minister of the Ministry of War."

Pei Qian was furious after being slapped for no reason. He picked up his hiking stick and wanted to slap Zhong Kui. Ji stopped in half, but after catching a glimpse of Chen Ping'an, he immediately stopped his movements and complained in a low voice: "A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything. It says in the book, how can you be a scholar? You deserve to be looked down upon by Jiu Niang," said the little cripple. You're right, you poor scholars are the most disgusting in the world."

Zhong Kui ignored the little girl's nagging, slapped Pei Qian on the head, and said with a smile: "Chen Ping'an, you better take care of me. Go ahead and fuck her. I don't want to watch videos of such a girl every day. It's too nerve-wracking. I think I'll lose the taste of the green plum wine. Besides, things are not peaceful over there in Hu'er Town. Keeping her here goes against your original intention. ”

Pei Qian immediately stood up, straightened his chest, eyesObserve your nose and heart, and try to make yourself appear more obedient and honest.

Chen Pingan did not give an answer immediately, "I'll think about it again."

Zhong Kui nodded and smiled: "You have to think about it carefully."

Chen Ping'an went downstairs for a walk. As soon as Zhong Kui opened the door of the inn, Jiuniang and the other two people had already gotten up and started working on breakfast.

Four people, including Zhu Lian, opened the door to the second floor almost at the same time.

It suddenly became lively.

When Pei Qian and Zhong Kui went downstairs, she secretly tugged on Zhong Kui's sleeve. After he turned around, Pei Qian whispered: "I'll put in a good word for Jiuniang later." ."

Is this a return of favor?

Zhong Kui gave her a thumbs up, "Justice!"

Chen Ping'an went out for a walk for several miles, walking slowly on the official road with a six-step walking pile, feeling refreshed. Feeling refreshed.

Take a few more glances at the outline of Hu'er Town in the distance.

Chen Ping'an almost couldn't hold back. He wanted to take out the Yang Qi Lantern Talisman, which was the only gold-made Lantern Talisman, to see what kind of sacred treasure was hidden in Hu'er Town. If it was It is really a demon with profound spiritual knowledge that is causing trouble. Ordinary lamp-raising talismans may not be able to reveal it. If the gentleman from Dafu Academy can stay here to guard it, it must not be some "Great Demon of the Five Realms" from Caiyi Kingdom.

However, Chen Pingan forcibly suppressed this idea as soon as it came up. If the golden talisman was really used, and if there was a giant monster lurking in Hu'er Town, the talisman would burn, which would serve as a warning. It is also a provocation. Chen Ping'an will only cause trouble for himself when he is full and holding on. Besides, a piece of rare golden talisman paper is missing every time it is used. It is not so wasteful.

After Chen Pingan returned to the inn, he sat on the threshold and felt a headache.

It turned out that Pei Qian and Zhong Kui were sitting at the same table. Zhong Kui had a little drink and was misleading people over there. Pei Qian listened attentively and looked enlightened.

Zhong Kui asked: "Do you know why it is said that a gentleman speaks but does not use his hands?"

Pei Qian replied: "Scholars cannot fight."

Zhong Kui lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "The real meaning of this sentence is that as long as a gentleman speaks, the other party will be dead."

Pei Qian was confused, "Gentlemen quarrel so much, is it possible? Can you still curse people to death?"

Zhong Kui stood with one leg on the bench, his face was full of pride, and he raised his eyebrows, indicating that the little girl would pour him a drink before telling him the truth.

Pei Qian rolled his eyes, full of disgust, and looked at Zhong Kui sideways. Her dark little face clearly said who you are.

Zhong Kui was not annoyed either. He stretched out his finger and tapped the black coal-like little girl, laughed and said, "You don't like to suffer losses."

Pei Qian was annoyed. Standing up, he bent down and slapped Zhong Kui's fingers off.

Zhong Kui moved his body and pointed at Pei Qian, who kept waving his palms.

Jiuniang looked at Zhong Kui from the counter in the distance, but she didn’t thinkThe childlike innocence of a grown man is worthy of impressing women.

But since Zhong Kui can do this, he shouldn't be such a bad person.

Pei Qian had never met such a shameless scholar. She was so tired that she sat back down and said with a smile: "Since a gentleman is so powerful, why do you still say that you would rather offend a gentleman than a minor?" People?"

Zhong Kui said with a smile: "That's because he didn't meet me."

Pei Qian twitched his lips and said, "You're just telling the truth. Can you have more books than my father?"

Zhong Kui slapped himself in the face and was speechless, even more shameless when facing those sages and masters on the altar, "I lose. ."

Chen Pingan walked to Jiuniang and took out the silver that had been prepared. Jiuniang did not shirk this time. This little silver is worth twenty or thirty taels, since the Yao family's benefactor is in front of him. If she was willing to give it, she had no choice but to accept it. She smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Chen, when you come to Beijing this time, I hope you can help me take care of Lingzhi. She has an arrogant temper and is really unpopular. If you are too accommodating, I will treat it as if I am going too far."

Chen Ping An nodded and agreed, then smiled and stretched out his hand.

Jiuniang was confused.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The reward for taking care of Miss Yao is not more than twenty or thirty taels of silver, which is unreasonable."

Jiuniang has not smiled so heartily for many years. The woman was overjoyed when she slapped Chen Pingan's hand heavily, "Oh, I never thought that the young master is still a shrewd businessman!"

Chen Pingan really put away the money and joked: "I need it when I'm away from home. There is a way to make money."

Zhong Kui turned to look at Jiuniang and Chen Ping'an enjoying themselves, and shouted to the kitchen: "Breakfast will be served later. Remember to give me a bowl of vinegar. I want it big. Bowl!"

After everyone had breakfast, the formation of horse hooves on the official road outside the inn became increasingly clear.

Parting is imminent.

Chen Pingan suddenly remembered something and asked Zhong Kui tentatively: "Can you write a Spring Festival couplet for me?"

Chen Pingan thought about the scholar in green shirt in front of him. He is a gentleman from the academy, and he must have excellent writing skills, so he should give himself a good omen for the coming year.

Zhong Kui's eyes lit up, "Will you give me money?"

Jiu Niang laughed angrily: "Are you attracted by money?!"

Zhong Kui Angrily, she ran to the counter, rubbed her hands and said, "Jiu Niang, I'll take care of you with my pen and ink."

Jiu Niang rolled her eyes and said, "You're a cashier, and you can't find it yourself? ”

The inn has pen and ink and red paper cut into blank Spring Festival couplets, because in the past, the old hunchback would do it himself and write well. After all, he is the third brother of Yao Zhen. Although Yao is a border official There was a wealthy and powerful family in the army, but the Yao family did not neglect poetry and articles, marching formations, and military strategies. If the Yao family's children were really vulgar warriors, they would not be able to do it.

Chen Pingan said there was no need to prepare pen and ink, he had it.

Before saying this,

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I quietly turned my wrist and took out the small snow cone from the square object.

Pei Qian flatteredly took the pair of red paper Spring Festival couplets and spread them on a wine table.

She did not forget to tell Zhong Kui, who was standing at the table with his sleeves rolled up, "You should pay more attention and write better. You will hang it on my door wall in the future!"

Zhu The four of them all came together, curious about what this gentleman would write.

As for how Chen Pingan got the brush and why he could write without dipping it in ink, Jiuniang pretended not to see anything.

After Zhong Kui took the pen, his anger dropped from his Dantian, his expression was solemn, he gave a light drink, his pen moved quickly, and he wrote five words.

The words are very correct, but the character, character, charm and so on seem to be out of the question.

The content is "The pen falls in the storm".

Obviously, this is not the text that the Spring Festival couplets should have. It seems that Zhong Kui finally caught an opportunity and vigorously shook off his status as a scholar.

Zhu Lian kept hunched over and looked at the five words carefully, smiling.

Sui Zuoyi has turned his head and looked towards the door of the inn. The Yao family will be arriving soon.

Jiu Niang said expressionlessly: "Little cripple, go get a broom, someone's skin is itchy."

Zhong Kui said innocently: "No, I wrote very carefully If it doesn’t work, I’ll write another one. The money from the two Spring Festival couplets on the table will be on my account.” Just five words will do."

Jiu Niang stared at Zhong Kui, who quickly pushed the little lame man who was gloating at his misfortune and said, "Go to your master's room and get a pair of foundations. I’ll finish it with two pieces. If Jiuniang is not satisfied, I will change it.”

Zhong Kui wrote the first couplet first, and the poem became a poem about weeping ghosts and gods.

Maybe he felt that his writing was "big". Zhong Kui laughed dryly and found a step for himself, "My hand is raw, I didn't write well, I didn't write well, I'm not half as good as usual." ."

Zhong Kui wrote the next two Spring Festival couplets in a formal and festive way. They were serious Spring Festival couplets, not the first one that was so careless.

"The New Year is full of joy, and the festival is called Changchun."

After writing the second piece, Zhong Kui was extremely satisfied, saying that the content of this Spring Festival couplet was the best of all the Spring Festival couplets in the world. ancestors.

The third picture is the most satisfactory to Jiuniang, because it is very suitable for the situation. The country is prosperous, the family is prosperous, the country is prosperous, and the old and young are safe and the young and old are safe.

Even Pei Qian thought it was pretty good and finally gave Zhong Kui some good looks.

Chen Pingan carefully put away the three Spring Festival couplets and thanked Zhong Kui with fists in his hands.

Zhong Kui accepted it calmly.

Then the two looked at each other.

Chen Pingan reminded helplessly: "Pen."

Zhong Kui asked: "I have given you three spring stickers with such beautiful meanings, why can't you give me one? A writing brush? ”

Chen PinganHe shook his head and said: "No."

Zhong Kui still wanted to bargain, but he found that Jiuniang's face was clouded. She probably didn't need the little cripple to find a broom, she would sweep him out with her own hands, he sighed. , reluctantly handed the small snow cone back to Chen Pingan, and murmured: "The lower strokes on the pole have the word "神", which is destined to me. What a perfect match. Chen Pingan, you are beating a mandarin duck with a stick, it is very unpleasant. "

Chen Ping'an didn't hide it deliberately. He put away the small snow cone given by Li Xisheng and said with a smile: "I really can't give it to you."

Look at Zhong Kui's expression. Poor, Jiuniang said with a smile: "The basic money for the Spring Festival couplets is free. Not only that, for the sake of three pairs of Spring Festival couplets, today you can get a jar of green plum wine that has been brewed for five years."

Zhong Kui immediately beamed.

The official road outside the inn is already filled with dust.

The girl Yao Lingzhi and the young man Yao Xianzhi dismounted their horses together and came to the door of the inn to greet Chen Pingan and his party.

Jiuniang told Yao Lingzhi to be careful on the road, and she choked up.

The girl's eyes were also red, she lowered her head and turned around, no longer looking at her mother's sad face.

Yao Zhen, wearing casual clothes, stood next to a carriage. In addition to three deliberately empty carriages for the Yao family's entry into Beijing, five tall horses were specially prepared for Chen Pingan. It is a first-class war horse in the Daquan border army. Even the top nobles in the capital may not be able to own one.

Yao Zhen did not expect that except for the skinny little girl and the stunning woman with a long sword on her back, the other four Chen Pingan chose to ride their war horses to the north.

Yao Zhen had no objection to this. After greeting Chen Ping'an, the old general sat back in his carriage with more than a dozen military books, all of which were passed down from Yao family's ancestors. Each book There are many marginal notes and experiences written by the ancestors of the Yao family when flipping through the book, almost every page of the book is like this.

Perhaps this is the orderly inheritance and long-lasting incense of the noble family.

This time Yao Zhen only brought three children of the Yao family. The three belonged to the same generation. Yao Jinzhi was riding alone in a carriage, and Yao Xianzhi and Yao Lingzhi were riding together at the back of the team.

Seven or eight monks accompanying the army were scattered among the ranks.

Yao Zhen and Chen Pingan said frankly that two of them were secret servants of the Daquan Dynasty. If he had not come to the capital with the order this time, even he, the highest-ranking border general in Daquan, would not have the right to transfer them. Those two monks.

The remaining sixty cavalrymen are all veterans of the frontier army who are familiar with bow and horse. There are also a few family members of these veterans, most of whom are the Yao family's housekeepers, handymen and maids.

Chen Pingan was among the team, riding slowly.

Even though he was sitting on the horse, Zhu Lian still hunched over, bumping and swaying with the horse's back. He seemed to be the most casual and amiable among Chen Ping'an's four retinues.

Lu Baixiang is resting his mind with his eyes closed.

It’s natural that Wei Xian is the most at home among the cavalry.

Over at the inn, Jiuniang has been reluctant for a long time.Look back.

The old hunchback squatted at the door and smoked a dry cigarette. The curling smoke covered the wrinkled face of vicissitudes of life, like mountain fog filling the mountains and ravines.

The little cripple climbed to the roof, climbed up and looked into the distance. He had just left and was already looking forward to the next reunion with the sister who was carrying the sword.

Zhong Kui came to the small tomb. The stone tombstone had fallen over. He even dug up the soil and took away the objects in the tomb.

Some fun, kid.

Zhong Kui touched his head, turned his head and glanced at the mighty marching team, withdrew his gaze, put his hands behind his back, staggered back to the inn, and said to himself: "Sunday." Out of the East China Sea, thousands of miles are melted with gold. When the moon sets over the western mountains, the chirping ape rises in the night. It’s a pity that it’s not a fight, otherwise it would be a sure-fire masterpiece.”

Zhong Kui thought about it and hesitated whether to go there. Fox Town.

The gentleman is a little too timid. After all, he is the mountain master of Dafu Academy, and he was born in a certain saint's mansion in the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

That nine-tailed fox, even though its name is at the front of the second page of the "True Name" written by Mr. Bai, now that I know her true name, I want it to die. , isn’t it just a matter of one sentence?

Zhong Kui held the back of his head with both hands, the breeze blowing on his face.

It seemed as if there were still bursts of autumn wind swirling in his raised sleeves.

The woman in the inn has never seen Zhong Kui like this.

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