Chapter 451 Crossing the Bridge

(There are so many things this month, so many, so I can only try to update between 120,000 and 150,000 words.)

Chengchun is deep in vegetation, but the entire northern border of Shihao Kingdom, almost Never again will I see a prince and grandson on a spring outing.

The three riders who were stopping and going all the way north, unknowingly, it has already entered summer.

On this day on a ridge path at the border pass of Shihao Country, the three horses stopped to rest. Zeng Ye was busy cooking, and Ma Duyi was dressing up in the mirror, humming a little tune, in a good mood. That small green-lacquered bronze mirror was a lost spiritual weapon. It was a relatively rare sunlight and moonlight continuous arc mirror. She used less than two taels of silver to bargain for the price from the clumsy shopkeeper at the pawn shop. It was deposited at the Xianjia Ferry. According to the old monk Gui Jiang in charge of the palm eye, it could be sold for at least forty or fifty snow coins.

Chen Pingan sat aside and looked through the account book. Under most of the names, a touch of ink had been lightly drawn. These were long-cherished wishes fulfilled. However, the last wishes of some ghosts and ghosts can only be put aside temporarily. In fact, Chen Pingan and both of them knew very well that those wishes would most likely become the long-lasting wishes of the Buddhist saying. In this life, regardless of yin and yang, all will be It's hard to achieve. Some of them had knots in their hearts. In the midst of grief and anger, they could not control their emotions, and their anger soared. They almost turned into evil spirits. They could only rely on the few pure heart charms posted in the palace of the King of Hell to maintain their remaining intelligence.

Ma Duyi, who is "hard-working and thrifty", did not complain about this matter. Mr. Chen wrote the Qingxin Talisman again and again. When the spiritual energy was exhausted, he would replenish it, constantly consuming fairy money, which was simply a bottomless pit.

Along the way, we encountered many defeated soldiers and horses from the Shihao Kingdom. They were scattered throughout the mountains and dense forests, becoming rogue bandits who gathered and dispersed wildly and plundered grain and grass from the rear of Dali. Among them, In order to sustain it, and for the awe-inspiring righteousness in my heart, I had to point the finger at the people of the local counties and counties of Shihao Country. At the end of last year, there were three consecutive heavy snowfalls, coupled with the war, the people's livelihood in the northern territory of Shihao Country was in decline, even if these were nothing more than The soldiers and horses of three to four hundred cavalry only wanted a small amount of food. However, in the scattered barren counties along the border, every household relied on the small amount of food to last until the next crop harvest, but it still could not support Shihao's soldiers. With this little appetite, there will inevitably be conflicts. One goes back and forth, one wants not to starve to death, and the other lives for the sake of the righteousness of the family and the country. The conflict becomes more and more intense.

Chen Pingan's three cavalrymen encountered a conflict that almost turned into a bloody fight. One of the young warriors wearing broken armor almost slashed an emaciated old man on the shoulder. Chen Pingan broke in. Among them, he held the Shihao Kingdom's standard saber. In an instant, dozens of Shihao Kingdom's defeated soldiers swarmed over. Chen Pingan stamped his feet and fell on his back. Chen Pingan threw back the saber in his hand and inserted it back into the young soldier's sword. Sheath, the whole person was staggered back by the huge force.

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything after that. He just led the horse and stood on the street of the town, and the hungry soldiers silently withdrew from the county town.

Chen Ping'anXing Sanqi also left slowly.

Behind the scenes, the local people began to loudly abuse the soldiers of the country, saying all kinds of unpleasant things, saying that they had no ability to fight the barbarians of Da Li, and they bullied their own people, but each one was more powerful than the other. They should die on the battlefield. Once it's over, there's no need to turn around and harm your own people. Some people even suggested that they could tip off the Great Li cavalry in a nearby large county, and maybe get a bounty.

After the cavalry left the county, the young soldier suddenly burst into tears.

An old military attache who looked like a school captain stopped his horse and shed tears. The entire cavalry team, which was sallow and skinny and almost everyone was injured, also stopped, panicked and confused.

Chen Pingan asked Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye to stay where they were and rode away slowly.

This famous Laozi camp cavalry army on the border of Shihao Kingdom had more than 2,000 elite cavalry at its peak, but now it has less than 80 cavalry, and every one of them feels like they are facing a formidable enemy.

Chen Pingan threw out a heavy bag and said in increasingly proficient Shihao Mandarin: "Let's break up, take off your armor, take off your vest, and use the money to pay for your return home." and housing expenses."

The old military attache took the bag and opened it. It was full of official gold ingots. The old man raised his head with confusion on his face.

Chen Pingan said: "If you don't want to give up just like that, you can choose a few smart brothers to pretend to be merchants and go to those counties that have stabilized to buy food, trying to avoid the Dali spies and scouts. , buy less food every time, otherwise it will easily make the local officials suspicious. I believe you can’t tell who is yours now.”

The old military attaché asked: “It’s just that. So? Don't ask for anything?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "You have no choice now. Since this is already the worst situation, why not give it a try? Dozens of heads go to the state and county officials who have already surrendered to Da Li to ask for rewards. There is no need to go to so much trouble. Your soldiers may not be able to see this, but you, as a pure martial artist in the Four Realms, should be very clear. "

The old military attache hesitated to speak.

Chen Pingan waved his hand and said, "That's all. I'm not a philanthropic boy, so don't take me for granted."

The old military attache was annoyed and had to give up the fact that it was really not worth it. With the thought of being too kind, he generously put away the bag of life-saving gold ingots, and thanked the thin man in the green cotton robe with clasped fists: "Sir, you are so kind!"

Chen Pingan returned the favor with clasped fists. , and left. As for the final decision made by the Shihao National Cavalry Army, they did not see the young man's choice from beginning to end like the previous dog meat shop in the city.

The old military attache was a little embarrassed because he hadn’t asked his name yet.

Ma Duyi saw Mr. Chen returning on horseback and joked: "I say that I am not a good boy, but actually?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Can't you see through it? Telling the truth is a good habit in life. ”

Just as Ma Duyi was about to say a few words to him, Chen Ping'an had already galloped away, so he and Zeng Ye had to follow in a hurry.

The hooves of the three riders stepped lightly on the vast land of spring flowers.

At this moment, Ma Duyi put down the bronze mirror, turned to look at Chen Pingan, who had closed the account book, and asked: "Mr. Chen, can we return to Shujian Lake before autumn?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It's almost okay."

Ma Duyi stretched out and accidentally bumped into the big bamboo box behind him. He quickly stretched out his hand to hold it. It was full of things. Recently, the treasures purchased at low prices in the three cities, even if they are wrapped in satin and padded with cotton, are still worried about breaking those particularly delicate ones. According to the old ghost with palm eyes who lives in Fang Liuli Pavilion, most of these are from the human world. The treasures that rich families like are far less valuable than real money and silver in troubled times, but once we wait for the peaceful times, even a small bird feed jar can be worth two to three hundred taels of silver. If you meet someone who loves it, For rich people, it is not difficult for the price to double.

These objects can actually be put into Mr. Chen’s close proximity

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But Ma Duyi likes to After stopping, she opened the box and rummaged through it, just like that little bronze mirror that she couldn't put down. She picked it out to satisfy her eyes, and then asked for trouble, so she carried it on her back.

Zeng Ye is now a veritable monk in the fourth realm, while Ma Duyi has better understanding and qualifications, and is even more of a fifth realm cultivator.

As for the true foundation of cultivation, Zeng Ye is better. This is the importance of the bones.

One is never too slow and the other is not too fast. Now Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi are getting along more and more harmoniously, and they have some tacit understanding.

While eating, Chen Ping'an still chewed slowly as usual. Zeng Ye squatted aside, took a big mouthful of rice, and asked casually: "Mr. Chen, how is my boxing pile doing? "

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's rare."

Zeng Ye lamented that he originally thought that his six-step walking was not easy to say, practice makes perfect, but he couldn't run. dropped.

Ma Duyi added fuel to the fire and said: "You are not a martial arts material. Even a layman like me can see it clearly. Your boxing frame is empty and loose, and you have not entered the room at all. Zeng Ye, is it you?" Do you still think it's the same thing?"

Chen Ping'an comforted Zeng Ye: "Since martial arts is not your main business, it's enough to strengthen your body and help you strengthen your muscles and bones. Otherwise, it would be unsightly to generate a breath of pure energy that collides with the spiritual energy of the Qi Palace.” Why aren't you in a hurry?"

Chen Ping'an was amused and said, "If being anxious is useful, I will be anxious with you."

Ma Duyi suppressed his anger. To speak.

Chen Pingan has raised his hand, "Shut up, don't continue to have fun with Zeng Ye's practice. Also, about the quality of Zeng Ye's boxing, it’s strange that you can see it. It was borrowed by senior for your casual comment, right? ”

Ma Duyi smiled and narrowed his eyes, saying nothing, acquiescing.

The three of them continued to move forward, walking along the border of Shihao Country.

In many places where spiritual energy is barren, people may never meet a monk in their lifetime. Even if merchants are bustling about seeking profit, monks will subconsciously avoid that kind of spiritual energy when they walk in the world. The territory is so thin that there is almost no place. After all, there are too many things to pay attention to in cultivating the Taoism. It requires hard work, especially the monks of the lower fifth realm and the gods of the middle fifth realm below the earth immortals. Spending precious time in a place with no spiritual energy in a radius of thousands of miles is itself. A kind of squandering.

There were constant wars before, which affected the Shihao Mountains. Later, for some reason, many small hills gathered together, vaguely with Falcon Mountain as the leader. Falcon Mountain covers a larger area. Previously, it was a single lineage of the Immortal family, which belonged to a mountain sect with a large family business and few people. Therefore, many hills of Falcon Mountain were divided and leased to the lowest-ranking monk sects of Shihao Kingdom who came to seek refuge. .

In just two years, Falcon Mountain has gained a lot of momentum.

I heard that many Xianjia shops have opened here, which is why Chen Pingan came here. The reason is that since they were passing by, they asked Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi to see if they could sell the dozens of scattered spiritual weapons they had picked up at a good price. All the fairy money they got would belong to them. As for how to "divide the spoils" afterwards, Chen Ping'an left it alone and left it to Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi to discuss it themselves, but it was estimated that Zeng Ye would suffer a big loss no matter what. With Ma Duyi's shrewd calculation, none of the three Zeng Ye could be her opponent. .

Chen Pingan thought that Ma Duyi would be a good helper if he opened a shop someday.

When he arrived at a hill outside the boundary of Falcon Mountain, Chen Pingan came. Only then did I realize that a lot of refugees had been gathered. A market was well-built and bustling with people. Along the way, there were many places where ground was being broken and construction was in full swing. In addition to relatively strong young men, there were also many who could survive. The women and children who walked into Falcon Mountain were all trying their best to help. What surprised Chen Ping'an the most was that a Shihao Guowu Temple had been built. Although it was rough, it had all the necessary court etiquette. , there are also some monks who are building mountain protection formations, and they are also busy.

These are probably the earliest prototypes of an immortal ferry or a mountain sect.

Two monks. When they saw Chen Ping'an, who was leading the horse, they all looked wary when facing these three unfamiliar faces. They contacted each other secretly, and fellow monks gathered from all directions to scare the outsiders.

Chen Pingan no longer wears the jade plaque enshrining Qingxia Island. He has no choice but to ask one of the monks for directions and says he wants to go to Falcon.The hilltop where Luoshan Patriarch Hall is located.

The group of fellow monks, headed by an old monk from the cave realm, pointed out the way. It was not until Chen Ping'an and the others left the market that they relaxed and continued to work on building the landscape formation.

There is no way, they are just a low-level sect. Even if they take refuge and move to Falcon Mountain, compared to other wealthy immortal mansions, they cannot collect much immortal money, so they can only be left behind. The Falcon Luoshan Ancestral Master Hall is left here. When the door gods from the east gate of Falcon Luoshan come, as soon as there is trouble, for example, if the Great Li cavalry doesn't like Falcon Luoshan and kills them all the way, they will naturally be the first to suffer. But he could only bite the bullet and stop the disaster for Falcon Luoshan.

The establishment, rise and inheritance of any mountain sect will inevitably involve hardships, humiliation and dangers.

The old monk, who was already one of the "ancestors" of the sect with his cultivation in the cave realm, stood on a high platform, his eyes quietly resting on a refugee child who was helping his parents wipe their sweat. On his body, the old monk showed a knowing smile. It was a good seedling. After realizing it, the people at the Falcon Luoshan Patriarch Hall planned to pay a small sum of money and a mountain with a radius of ten miles to replace this family's tree. The household registration on the mountain was just that he rejected the good intentions of Falcon Luoshan despite all opinions, but planned to personally accept this child as his direct disciple. Maybe in a decade or a hundred years, he would be able to have an additional cave realm monk in his mountain sect. , maybe reaching the sea-viewing realm of the Zhongxing Patriarch in the history of Shanmen is not an extravagant hope. When he thinks of this, the old monk is quite pleased. Although the brothers in his ancestral hall were arguing fiercely at the beginning, after all, today's A small sum of money, especially an extra mountain in vain, is of great significance. However, after truly rejecting the proposal of the Falcon Mountain Patriarch Hall, they became united. Even the stingiest junior brother made up his mind that on the day of the apprenticeship ceremony, the child would take out a long-cherished spiritual weapon. Gifted to my nephew.

After Chen Pingan left the market, he suddenly looked back and asked, "Did you see anything?"

Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi felt baffled.

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's nothing, maybe I'm dazzled."

Ma Duyi joked: "Mr. Chen, half of the words are not good."

Chen Pingan smiled

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said: "In the future, when you are on your own, you will know that half of the words are worth studying. Asked by the university."

Ma Duyi clicked his tongue and said, "Mr. Chen is bragging about his skills in different ways. He is becoming more and more proficient."

Chen Pingan turned around on the horse and clasped his fists. "A prize, a prize, a prize."

Ma Duyi laughed angrily: "Mr. Chen, if you keep doing this, you will no longer be the Mr. Chen in my mind!"

Zeng Ye shook his head and said: "Where? Where."

It is obvious that this young man still wants to be more towards Mr. Chen.

As a result, Ma Duyi suddenly stretched his sleeveHit in the face, burning and painful.

Zeng Ye said angrily: "A gentleman talks but never takes action."

Now it was Ma Duyi's turn to shake his head, "Only villains and women are difficult to raise. The sage said this. Don’t you understand?”

Chen Ping’an smiled bitterly and said, “That’s not how I understand it, but you are willing to bury yourself like this, so I think it’s okay.”

Laughing all the way, the three riders arrived at the real Falcon Mountain Gate.

Compared with the two Xianjia Mountains we passed along the way, this place is majestic and unique. Compared with Huangli Mountain, its aura is still a bit better.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a peaceful town, or rather a larger village, surrounded by mountains and rivers. Judging from the buildings, there should be more than a thousand people living there.

The so-called grandeur on the mountain has disappeared from the human world. Over time, it is just a loft in the sky and a sourceless water.

It’s just that many mountain masters who have not yet climbed to the top are too lazy or disdain to think so.

To go to the village at the foot of the mountain, and then to the mountain, you have to cross a river, not an arch bridge. It is like a slender snake lying quietly in the river. On "its" back, there are The villagers came with the cows, probably to work in the nearby fields. Behind the young man and the buffalo, there was a child riding a green bamboo, shouting "drive", as if he were riding a horse.

Chen Pingan took the lead and stopped the horse, making way for the villagers and the crooked-horned buffalo.

After the villagers and the buffalo walked off the small bridge, they were obviously well-informed and did not pay much attention to the three strangers. However, the child riding the bamboo horse was very curious when he saw the real horse. Chen Ping An smiled at the child, and the child grinned shyly and continued on the road following his father and the buffalo.

Zeng Ye found it interesting.

When the mist-shrouded falcon sets on the mountain, there will often be sword light and rainbow light piercing the sky.

But the children obviously didn't mind this anymore. Instead, they were more curious about the horses around them. The child riding the bamboo horse often looked back.

Chen Pingan took the lead in leading the horse onto the low stone bridge that was not much above the river.

Halfway there, there are villagers who need to go to the other side and are waiting quietly.

After walking off the stone bridge, Chen Pingan nodded to them and thanked them, and the villagers smiled and nodded in return.

Zeng Ye was thoughtful.

The same is true for Ma Duyi.

At this moment, Chen Pingan suddenly turned his head and looked at the sky.

The small sword tomb wooden box in the sleeve and the Qingxia Island jade plaque became hot almost at the same time.

Liu Zhimao did not hide this matter at the beginning, and he could use them to trace Chen Pingan's footsteps.

Chen Pingan has no objection to this.

A flash of snow-white rainbow light, as the monk quickly fought against the wind, broke through the sky from outside the Falcon Mountain and landed with a crash.

He is an old monk from Qingxia Island with a nervous look and confused spiritual energy. He is in charge of the secret treasury and the fishing house.

This trip is a secretMi Bei's journey to the north has almost exhausted Zhang's spiritual energy savings in several natal acupoints. This is a reckless behavior that damages the foundation of the road. Rushing to communicate with Yiqi 800 miles away will inevitably hurt the horse and even lead to death one after another. The same principle applies to changing horses one by one.

Zeng Ye was full of joy at first. After all, Zhang Jing was the benefactor who personally pulled him out of the big fire pit on Maoyue Island. However, when the young man saw Zhang Jing's face, he immediately shut up.

Chen Ping'an supported the swaying Zhang Jing and asked softly: "Has something happened in Shujian Lake?"

Zhang Jing said miserably: "The sky has changed!"< /p>

Chen Pingan sighed. He had actually expected this situation to occur. However, because it was not the worst situation, Chen Pingan did not do much to deal with it. In fact, he could not do anything. There are so many effective initiatives.

After all, manpower will be exhausted.

It's very simple, either the Great Li general Su Gaoshan took action, or the person behind Liu Laocheng of Gongliu Island started to enter the game.

Or simply the two parties join forces.

Lisu Island Tan Yuanyi turned against him, only seeking self-protection and betraying the covenant. Liu Zhimao was reluctant to part with the foundation of Qingxia Island, and was plotted against him. It was normal for him to be in danger.

But this is definitely not good news for Chen Pingan at the moment.

In the original book, Chen Pingan had already figured out the direction of the situation in Jianhu, and the chessboard he had worked so hard on might have been casually overturned by subsequent players.

Zhang Jing knelt down with a plop, "I beg Mr. Chen to save the island owner!"

Chen Pingan shook his head and asked directly: "Gu Can and his mother, who are you?" Hasn't he been secretly detained by Senior Zhang?"

Zhang Qi, who couldn't stand up on his knees, raised his head and said, "It happened suddenly. Qingxia Island can't do such a thing. Even if I could, I wouldn't do it. I do this because I know it will only be counterproductive. The only one who can save the island owner is Mr. Chen."

Chen Pingan helped Zhang Zhi and said slowly: "Senior Zhang, get up and speak. Let’s hear it first, but there is almost no possibility of saving Liu Zhimao. I believe that the old man already understood on the way here that he was just doing his best to obey fate.”

Zhang Ding nodded slightly, smiling bitterly, with some gratitude in his eyes.

Chen Pingan had a headache.

In front of Zhang Ding, some words were just like the joke with Ma Duyi before, only half of them were said, and they were seen through but not revealed.

Zhang Ding naturally does his best, but it is very possible that Zhang Ding also knows clearly that his whereabouts have fallen into the eyes of some interested people, maybe he is overlooking this place somewhere in Falcon Mountain.

So Chen Pingan did not add insult to injury and beat him to death with one punch.

In fact, benevolence has been exhausted.

Chen Ping'an said: "Let's talk as we walk."

Zhang Jing stabilized his mind, and the first words made Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye's hearts shake. ,"Our island owner lost to an unidentified monk, was seriously injured, and was detained in the Miyagi Island Water Prison. Not only that, Su Gaoshan, the commander of the Great Li Cavalry, has personally arrived at Yunlou City on the banks of Shujian Lake and thrown his whip into the lake, threatening to kill all the Shujianhu Yexiu who disobeyed him within ten days. "

The first thought in Chen Pingan's mind was that the great monk who could suppress Liu Zhimao forcefully was the Mohist ranger Xu Ruo, or the saint Ruan Qiong.

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