Chen Ping'an found a lively inn to stay. He still needed to use the gold and silver to pay the bill. The three of them stayed for three days and the total amount was twenty-two-eight coins. The shop assistant took out the scale and skillfully cut it with small scissors. Broken silver.
When Chen Pingan saw this thing, he remembered for no reason the set of tools in the Yang family shop in the early years. In addition to cutting broken silver when buying and selling, it also specialized in weighing certain high-priced rare herbs, so When Chen Pingan was a child, every time he saw the store clerk willing to go to great lengths to take out this thing to weigh a certain herbal medicine, the child who was carrying a large basket and standing under the high counter would purse his lips tightly and hold it with both hands. With ropes on his shoulders, his eyes were particularly bright, and he felt that the hard work for most of the day, wind, sun, rain, etc., were nothing.
The thoughts were turning rapidly and uncontrollably, because the weight in front of him was a weighing instrument. Chen Pingan thought of the time scale and the weights and measures in the vast world now. Naturally, he remembered that Song Jixin was in the big world. The group of Dragon Crossing River Qi Practitioners mentioned in Duci Temple. Because the scale on the counter of the inn, including the scale pan, ebony pole, and several small white copper weights, were obviously common objects in the mountains, so after Chen Pingan took a look at them, he found that they were not real objects like the Toutiao City books, so he did not Read more and think more.
Pei Qian herself has a set of scales, two of which are engraved with the words "Never lose money" and "Only make money", so she seems to be related to a foreign country. As if they were close friends, Pei Qian was more attentive than Chen Pingan, and she suddenly whispered to Chen Pingan: "Master, this set of scales uses horn poles, which ordinary people can't afford. ”
Chen Ping’an laughed in his heart and said, “It’s probably something from a wealthy family that has fallen into disgrace and is now living in the market. Unfortunately, no matter how valuable the material is, this thing is still fake and we can’t take it away.”
Pei Qian nodded, thought for a while, and then asked: "There is a line of small words on the scale beam, 'Sanyang is generous, Neiku is respectful', Master, is there anything to say here?"
Chen Pingan shook his head, "I don't know, but since it was made in the inner treasury, it must have been in the palace. I just don't know the specific dynasty."
Pei Qian asked: "Master, wait a minute Let's settle down at the inn. I'll go to the Fuzhi Bookstore alone to find out what 'Sanyang Dafang' is?"
Chen Ping'an laughed dumbly. The world's knowledge is so complicated. What a scholar. There is no limit to the sea, but Pei Qian is willing to explore. Of course, Chen Pingan will not refuse her eagerness to learn, and nodded: "Okay."
I asked for two rooms from the inn, and Chen Pingan had a separate room. , after sitting down in the room, he opened the cotton package and spread it on the table. Pei Qian came here to say goodbye to his master, then left the inn alone and ran to Toutiao City Bookstore to check the origin of the strange inscription "Shan Yang Dafang". Xiao Mi Li ran into the house and put down his beloved green bamboo stick. At the table, she was standing on the bench next to Chen Pingan, accompanying the good mountain master to look at the treasures that had been picked up. The little girl was a little greedy and asked if she could play with them? Chen Ping'an was flipping through the booklet provided by Qiu Beard Guest, smiling and nodding. SmallThe rice grains were handled with care, not interested in the scrolls or paperweights. Finally, she began to admire the narcissus basin that she had noticed earlier. She raised her hands high in admiration and even rubbed her face with it to feel a slight chill. The porcelain basin is so cool.
Chen Pingan opened a page of the booklet and said with a smile: "If you like it, I will give it to you. But I have agreed in advance that the small basin is fake and cannot be taken away. You can only stay on the ferry for a few days." Play for a few days, don't be sad when the time comes."
This porcelain basin has a good origin. In the brochure presented by the bearded guest, it is known as a Narcissus Monastery Cave, with the bottom line "Eight Hundred Water Origins". , is a bit like a "relative" to the small gilt water tank, and can be regarded as a natural water palace, similar to the water palace and dragon boat that Liu Chongrun secretly salvaged in the early years of Zhuchai Island with the help of Zhu Lian and others. It's a pity that the narcissus basin is also an illusion refined by the immortal master.
Xiaomi Li held the narcissus basin, shook his head vigorously and said: "I just like it, so I have to take a few more looks. Even if the small basin is real, I don't want it, otherwise I took it to Luopo Mountain, and I was worried about being attacked by predators every day, which would delay my inspection of the mountain."
Chen Pingan read the book several times, but it didn't contain much anyway, and he had nothing to do.
According to the many detailed records about these objects in the booklet, not only the narcissus basin, but also the bundle of dead plum blossom branches, as well as the "Uncle Ye" ebony paperweight, as well as the strange-shaped moon-catching utensil and "dressing dresser" "The scroll is just one link of the clues of chance, and it serves as a bridge connecting the other two things. In fact, the baggage house of the bearded guest Zhang San only has one "Yunmeng Changsong" ancient bow, which is a genuine object. Chen Pingan succeeded, but the grade was still difficult to determine at the moment, and Chen Pingan felt that this bow was a bit hot to handle.
As for the small gold-plated water tank that served as the gate in the palace, the Qingniu Taoist priest did not know how to break the rules, so he gave it to the answering Shao Baojuan. Then a real opportunity came to him. In Chui Gong City, where emperors and monarchs gather together, Shao Baojuan can ask for a "fengzheng" in a certain sense, so that the water tank can turn from empty to real. The depth of the water in the water tank depends on Shao Baojuan's relationship with a certain emperor in Chui Gong City. His Majesty's ability to "talk about the constitution of heaven" is so great. On the brochure, it is said that this thing can complement the "Dragon King Basket". The Dragon King Basket can outshine all the dragons in the world, but Menhai can use dragon energy as bait to raise the world's water creatures and raise them in water tanks. It is a so-called mountain kind. "Half-walking on water", one catch and one support, perfect.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "We will go back to Beiju Luzhou Dumb Lake. We can stay there for a few more days. Are you happy?"
Xiaomi Li couldn't help but smile. mouth, but said: "It's just so so, happy bowl has a big mouth."
She put the narcissus basin on the table, leaned on the table, and added, "When I returned to Luopo Mountain, there was a table Big."
Chen Ping'an joked: "My senior brother Zuo is not very good-tempered, especially with strangers. Even with my younger brother, senior brother Zuo never listens to me. No one has a smiling face, so I am very impressed by Xiao Mili."
Xiaomi Li rested her chin on her arm and asked softly.: "Good mountain master, will you miss the mountain master's wife?"
Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing and nodded: "Of course I will."
Xiaomi Li's eyebrows were crooked and he said : "I don't think it's like that."
Chen Pingan put down the book, picked up the ebony paperweight and played with it in his hand, as if he was joking: "You have to let yourself not think that way, so that you can not think that way, you say Do you want to?"
Xiaomi Li frowned and said, "The mountain master said yes."
Chen Pingan has read the brochure, and now he is equivalent to inheriting it. Baofu Zhai, a restaurant for beards, can also set up a stall on the ferry to welcome guests.
Standing up and putting down the ebony paperweight, Chen Pingan twisted out a talisman to raise the lamp, hung it in the air, burned slowly, and then walked to the window. There was a talisman in the book he had handed out earlier. When the bearded guest took the book, he knew it well, but he still helped to cover it up and did not take it out and return it to Chen Pingan. This means that Chen Pingan's move did not break the rules of night sailing. After leaving the city, the talisman in the book fell into the sea like a mud cow, without a trace.
If you don’t hit the wall, you won’t know where the boundaries are.
After Chen Pingan boarded the night boat this time, he still followed the local customs and generally followed the rules, but there were some subtle things that still needed to be tried. In fact, this is similar to fishing. You need to build a nest to lure fish in advance, and you also need to know how deep to fish. What's more, fishing for big fish requires the knowledge of fishing for big fish, and fishing for small fish requires the knowledge of fishing for small fish. At first, Chen Ping'an's goal was very simple, which was to rescue all the monks on the ferry boat in Luzhou, Beiju within one month, leave the night ship, and return to Haoran together. As a result, Shao Baojuan first set up traps over and over again on this fortress, and then Chen Pingan really doesn't believe in Li Julang who treats guests with a cold face, so he will give it a try.
Chen Ping'an was counting silently in his mind. When he turned around, a lamp-raising charm had just burned out. It was exactly the same as when he entered the city before, without any deviation.
Previously, the two sides met on a narrow road on the road to the unique Niaoju Mountain of Taoist Fengjun. Probably Chen Pingan had always respected the senior and accumulated a lot of illusory luck. After starting to discuss some swordsmanship and Taoism, and having a friendly conversation, Chen Pingan made a deal with the Qingniu Taoist priest using a temporary hand-drawn picture of the true shape of the Five Mountains. The shape and style of the Five Mountains map drawn by Chen Ping'an are extremely ancient, and are quite different from all the Five Mountains maps of later generations in the world. The real Five Mountains map was first obtained by a master who cultivated the Lotus Root Blessed Land, and was later handed over to Cao Qinglang It was kept and placed in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land in Luolu Mountain. Of course Chen Pingan is no stranger to this.
Fengjun finally got what he wanted, and he was very pleased. The skinny old Taoist was even more impressed by Chen Pingan, a young young man who seemed to have a lucky star coming to his door. In exchange, Chen Pingan learned that Fengjun was just a distant man. When traveling to another city, he asked the old Taoist to help him take the long sword to another city for "night tour". Not only that, the old Taoist was in a good mood and took the initiative to do some additional small business with Chen Pingan. haveDuring the Q&A, Fengjun told Chen Ping'an a few secrets about the ferry. Of course, Fengjun only said a few things that could be said, such as the way to leave the ship and the method of leaving the city to change cities. How did Shao Baojuan make the city lord and become a city lord? If the lord of the city did something cheap, the old god would just laugh and say nothing.
Chen Pingan has always been connected to the long sword "Night Tour" that is no longer with him, just like there is a light swaying far away in the middle of the night. In the night, the passerby Chen Pingan is clearly visible.
As long as Chen Pingan becomes ruthless and slashes the ferry boat to heaven and earth with one sword, and the two echo each other, Chen Pingan is confident that he can let Pei Qian and Xiao Mili leave the ferry first, and at the same time, he can also go to the city where the emperor is located. Continue to hang out on this night boat. When the time comes, let Pei Qian return to the Pima Sect ferry and fly his sword directly to send messages to Taihui Jianzong and Paidi Peak. On the other side of Luzhou in Beiju, Chen Ping'an actually knew a lot of friends and respected seniors.
Xiaomili stood on the bench, thinking of something, she was so happy, she put her little hands on her mouth, and laughed and said: "Good Lord Mountain, we are traveling together again, this time we Go and meet the immortals in that immortal mansion for a while. Don’t let others kick you out because you can’t recite poems correctly.”
Chen Ping’an said seriously: “How is it possible? After all these years. My poetry writing skills have greatly improved, and I am not afraid of anyone I meet. Xiaomi Li, I am not bragging to you. I used to meet an old monk who thought he was a scholar at the Jianqi Great Wall, and he was still in the Fourteenth Realm. It seems that he used the pseudonym Lu Fayan. Anyway, he admired the name of my poems and took the initiative to find me in the city. He said that my poems matched the rhythm and were amazing. He admired me so much that he was willing to be inferior to me, so he was heartbroken when he saw me. "
Xiaomi Li was startled when he heard this, and clapped his hands quickly, exclaiming in high spirits, "Amazing, amazing!"
Alas, it's just a pity that all his eighteen martial arts are of no use. Because during this trip to my hometown of Yaba Lake, Xiao Mili secretly asked the old cook for some poems, and wrote them all in a book. The old cook was very careful, so he asked her if it was Xiao Mili who had figured them out. 's poetry, isn't it? Xiao Mili looked confused and confused at that time. Was he a hammer? How does she know what it is? Zhu Lian asked her to copy them on the note, otherwise she would be exposed. Xiaomili suddenly realized that when she turned on the light and copied the poems one by one, the old cook was eating melon seeds and patiently asked Xiaomili, what words are in the poems? What is the pronunciation and what is the meaning?
Xiaomili asked the old cook if these were copied from the book? The old cook said no, it was all his last-minute thoughts, and he was hastily following the rules, and his knowledge was neglected. At that time, Xiao Mili was anxious and said that she should not bring trouble to the good mountain master and her to be looked down upon by others. The old cook said no, not really. He also said that in his hometown, many people said that his poems were fished out from the water by the bright moon, broken off from the willows at the ferry, and picked up from the wine vat, so he was still a little bit hesitant. Yes, he does whatever he wants, but it is the fairy words that many famous poets have been searching for throughout their lives.
Xiaomi Li was hesitant, but finally believed what the old cook said.
That night under the lights on the table, the little girl was transcribing words and waving her legs while the old cook was eating melon seeds and chattering.
That’s why Zhou Mili likes Luolu Mountain so much. Even though the good mountain master is often away from home, there are still Pei Qian, the old cook, sister Nuanshu, Jingqing Jingqing...
For this downtrodden Shanyou protector in the cave realm, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, that It is also a very good place. In Zhou Mili’s heart, it is the third best place in the world after Luolu Mountain and Dumb Lake!
One is a hometown with many friends, the other is a small and not big hometown, and the other is a place where she, a mute lake monster, accidentally became famous in two places.
Chen Pingan looked at Xiaomi Li who was standing on the stool, stretched out his hand and pressed it twice, "When we go out and walk in the world, we must be steady and restrained."
Xiaomi Li sat down on the bench. On the stool, he lay on the table again, a little sad, frowning and frowning, and whispered: "Good Lord Mountain, I don't seem to be able to help you with anything. Outside Luoluo Mountain..."
At this point, the little girl in black scratched her head and refused to say any more. She was just a little embarrassed. Some people say that she is just a big-ass caveman, or a little spirit of unknown origin
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. She became the protector of Luopo Mountain. It was a big joke. In fact, she had been quite sad for several years because those gossips were actually the truth. She was just afraid that Sister Nuanshu and the others would be worried, so she pretended to be fine.
Chen Pingan smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Xiaomili's head, guessed a rough idea, and said tentatively: "Is there an outsider who said that your realm is not high, so they are laughing at you, talking behind your back? ”
No one really told Chen Pingan about this matter after returning to Luopo Mountain. For such a big thing, no one said anything. I had to keep an account. From Cui Dongshan to Pei Qian to the old cook, and Chen Lingjun, no one could escape. Only Xiao Nuanshu, forget it.
Xiaomili snorted and said cautiously: "Good mountain master, it's not that I'm afraid of carrying a burden. I carry a golden pole every day to patrol the mountain, just to secretly remind myself of my great responsibilities. It’s just that for such a high-ranking official, why not change him to someone else? I think Jingqing is good. He also likes to be an official. I think it would be more suitable to let him be the guardian of the mountain. It would be better to spread the news. Jingqing is in the Nascent Soul realm. ."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Let him be the guardian of Luopo Mountain? No matter how courageous our uncle Chen is, he would not dare to have such an idea, and Lingjun is even less willing to do it with you. Grab this official title."
Even if Chen Lingjun dares to be the leader of that sect, when discussing matters in the ancestral hall, in front of a large group of people, he will either chop him to death with a sword or beat him to death with a few punches. Everyone can pretend to be someone else, but I alone dare not be worshiped by this mountain protector. One good thing about Chen Lingjun is that he is a loyal person that no one else has. He dares to fight for anything, such as the status of the leader of the sect, and he is willing to give anything. When Luopo Mountain was most short of money, Chen Lingjun actually changed his mind.The son brought out a lot of wealth. According to Zhu Lian, Uncle Chen was really stretched and so poor in those years that Wei Shanjun could not stand up like this. But Chen Lingjun will not take away anything that already belongs to others, let alone millet grains to protect the mountain. Even the benefits and advantages of sesame and mung bean size on Luolu Mountain, Chen Lingjun will not touch. In short, Chen Lingjun is an old Jianghu who wants to save face and suffer.
Perhaps even Chen Lingjun himself doesn't know that both Wei Bo, the tiger with whom he has accounted for countless accounts, and Master Zhongqiu, who has not had much dealings with him, actually think highly of him.
And deep in Chen Ping'an's heart, the left guardian's chair that had been hanging vacant in Luo Po Mountain had been prepared for Chen Lingjun early in the morning. This matter was mentioned in the secret letter sent to Cao Qinglang that year. After this guy succeeded in his treason, if Luo Luoshan was sure that he could not return to his hometown, the matter would be settled. But when Chen Ping'an returned to Haoran Tianxia and arrived at Luolu Mountain, he saw that Chen Lingjun was walking a little too much, so he deliberately didn't mention it. God is it. < /p>
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The officials on Luoluo Mountain, big or small, don't care about their level of realm, only... their fame! Then tell yourself, who can serve as this mountain protector and worship the people?"
Xiaomi Li was in high spirits, but he deliberately sighed heavily, crossed his arms across his chest, and raised his little head high, "This is a bit sad, even if you don't want to be an official."
< p>Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "No."Pei Qian returned to the inn, knocked on the door and entered.
Chen Pingan was just casually asking Xiao Mili why he wanted to go to Hongzhu Town to play together. Logically speaking, Hongzhu Town is very close to Luo Luo Mountain. Li Jin, the water god of the Chongdan River who runs a shop selling books in the town, has a lot of incestuous relations with Luo Luo Mountain. Qidun Mountain is even the "beiyue mountain lord Wei Bo". "The place of prosperity", and the Embroidered River Water God, because of the relationship between the ghost of the married woman, and the Gu family of Mu Ping Lane and Chen Ping'an, are not strangers, so there shouldn't be any surprises. In addition, Tiefu River Water God Yang Hua is involved in a complicated grudge with Chen Ping'an. It can be said that the incense villain who came to Luolu Mountain on time was also born in the God's Pavilion in Zhoucheng, so it is said that it is a huge one. There is only one Yuye River left on the boundary of Longzhou, and the other landscape forces have a very intricate relationship with Luopo Mountain.
Pei Qian immediately became embarrassed. Chen Pingan, who had not thought much about it, immediately thought more about it and glanced at his founding disciple. Pei Qian rolled his eyes, just like when she was a child and got into trouble for Chen Pingan. When he was caught safely, it was exactly the same situation.
Xiaomili quickly looked confused, then pretended to be stupid and said: "Why do we want to visit Red Candle Town together? Is there any other reason? Well, this is a problem as big as a melon seed, haha, I said beforeDidn't I give the answer? The good mountain master has a bad memory. Actually, I don’t have much money in my pocket and can’t afford melon seeds...”
At this point, the little girl really couldn’t make up any more, so she had to turn her head and look at Pei Qian bitterly.
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Pei Qian had no choice but to gather his voices and talk to his master about the incident in the Yuye River, Chen Lingjun's offering of the Dragon King's Basket, the old cook's question about the Quanquan Water Goddess, and the younger senior brother Of course, the Water Goddess did come to the house to apologize in the end, but she couldn't hold it back. Pei Qian also talked about the scene of Xiao Mili wandering alone in the mountains. Xiao Mili was really careless, walking on the mountain road. Pei Qian grabbed a handful of green leaves and stuffed them into his mouth. He looked around and saw no one was there, so he chewed the leaves and used them to loosen the silt. From beginning to end, Pei Qian didn't deliberately conceal anything, nor did he add any extravagance. He just told the truth.
After hearing this, Chen Pingan nodded and said only three words, "I understand. "
He pretended not to hear Pei Qian's explanation, just rubbed Xiaomili's head and said with a smile: "When we return to our hometown in the future, we will just visit Hongzhu Town together. Let's go shopping by the way. Temples, water houses and so on. "
Xiaomi Li smiled brightly and continued to move the narcissus basin.
Pei Qian took out several books, each with folded pages, and said seriously: "Master, check When we got to the bottom, it was Liu Chenggui, a native of Shanyang, with a courtesy name. There are many records in official history and government records. There are records of this person under many items including famous officials, literary gardens, and water conservancy, but the length is not very long. According to the records in the book, when it comes to Zhuzi, it seems that this person took the lead in making money from money, making this mountain scale weighing instrument more accurate. ”
Chen Ping’an began to flip through the book, because Pei Qian had already folded the pages and flipped through the pages very quickly. It seems that this sage in the book, Zhu Lian, and Liu Mao, the third prince of Daquan in Huanghuaguan, , can be regarded as fellow-minded people, proficient in all kinds of calculations and regulations.
When Chen Pingan saw the palace view entry, he found that this person had been ordered to build Yuqing Zhaoying Palace and served as deputy envoy. In addition, the emperor offered sacrifices to Fenyin and sent Liu Chenggui to supervise the delivery of supplies.
Chen Ping'an understood clearly and instantly understood why he saw Su Zi in the inn. Why did he almost miss the opportunity? Chen Ping'an's close relationship with the road and the arithmetic books he had nearby may be one of the clues. But the reason why he gave away the Taoist book in Toutiao City today was probably one of the clues. This is the root cause of not knowing each other after seeing each other. If Pei Qian hadn't insisted on looking up the books, Chen Ping'an would not have cared about the scale, and all the inscriptions on the scale beam would have been invisible.
And Pei Qian has a complete set of bows, which is another cause and effect for her, so she can see the inscription.
The Yunmeng Changsong bow is really hot. Can it be said that many causal connections that are illusory and dispensable in the vast world will be greatly revealed on the night boat? For example, the Qingniu Taoist priest, Zhao Yao, rode on the cattle cart to leave?Lizhu Cave Heaven, the old temple master of Donghai Taoist Temple, the true shape map of the five mountains of our ancestors in Ouhua Blessed Land. Pei Qian had read the story of the bearded man and the lame donkey in a romance novel. When Pei Qian was a child, he always wanted to have a donkey and travel together in the world. Mr. Wusong from the weapon shop, Bai Ye’s fairy sword Taibai has a tip, and he wears the sword for night travel...
Pei Qian looked at the master who was silent and thoughtful, and asked softly: "Is there any trouble?"< /p>
Chen Pingan came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled: "On the contrary, it solved a big doubt in Master's mind. There are already some clues about the operation of this ferry."
It turned out that Chen Ping'an had actually been overwritten by the mess in Entry City.
Now I am more and more certain that the key to this night boat is the scholar who talks loudly at night, especially the other monk who travels with the boat and stretches his legs in the boat.
And the punter who no one thinks about too much!
Chen Pingan reopened the booklet given by the bearded guest and slowly thought about it.
There are a total of twelve cities on the night voyage, including the upper four cities, so there should be the middle four cities and the lower four cities.
In addition to the city lord Li Julang, Toutiao City also has deputy city lords. The rest of the cities should be like this, with chief and deputy officers.
A hanging-arch city with countless kings, including the cool summer resort at the northern foot of Mount Li, hides the next opportunity involving that scroll. The Chicken and Dog City where "Song Yan Supervisor" Long Bin is located, hides clues about the "Guangling Zhixi Pu".
In the famous shop, the young shopkeeper who had a "Haoliang Debate" with Lu Chen, the master of Baiyu Jingsan, actually proposed to use a Haoliang sword gourd to help Chen Pingan open up. New Town. This means that the number of cities on the ferry is most likely not a fixed number, otherwise the possibility of exchanging one for one is too small, because it will deviate from the fundamental purpose of this night ship to collect knowledge from all over the world. Coupled with Shao Baojuan's few words, especially the fate with the monk who carried the burden and the old woman selling cakes, they also revealed some of the rules of the right time and place. Most of the living gods on the ferry had traces of their words and deeds. It seems that the cycle will repeat itself, and among the locals on the ferry, there are only a handful of people left, such as the lord of this entry city, the bearded guest, and Mr. Wusong of the weapons shop.
But in this way, this small group of people seems to be even more trapped in the prison of landscape writing. Year after year, for hundreds of years, it is like reading the same book all the time, only waiting for strangers to board the ship, and then there are occasional additions and deletions of text. For these old gods and immortals who have lived for a long time, For seniors, wouldn’t it be even worse?
Chen Pingan took out a piece of white paper from something nearby and wrote down the people he saw, the places he knew and key words, as well as the origin and direction of all chance clues.
Pei Qian had just entered the city earlier. She saw three magical figures at that time, a palace maid hanging a lantern, a fan girl in a hill mansion, and a covered bridge between colorful buildings, with a pair of figures standing there. silverThe antlered boy with eyes is probably an important character in major cities outside of Entry City. They are either the deputy city lord, or the city lord's servants like Long Bin and Qin Zidu.
Pei Qian watched his master write densely on a piece of white paper. The master then put his hands on his sleeves and stared at the paper in deep thought.
Pei Qian said softly: "Master, the mountain ticket that Li Shilang handed over."
This is a question, but it is not a question.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It means that we already have a place to stay in Toutiao City, just like the Guimai House on Osmanthus Island. After selling mountain tickets was changed to buying mountain tickets, it will It's equivalent to a government-inspected land deed that has been completed under the mountain. However, the master has no intention of living there. If there is a chance, he will still sell it back to Li Julang, otherwise he will arbitrarily carve it out for us on other people's land. On the top of the mountain, it is difficult for the city lord to be out of sight and out of mind. After all, it will hurt the harmony." Pei Qian frowned, noticed something strange, and immediately took out the blue paper purchase from his sleeve. When I checked the mountain certificate, I found that there were three words "Qie Ting Pavilion" on the back, and at the same time, a voice echoed through the house, "If Chen Jianxian doesn't buy the pavilion, it will be too late again."
Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "City Lord Li, don't see anything inappropriate and don't hear anything inappropriate, right or wrong?"
Li Shilang replied with a smile: "The world's knowledge is still rare? Everyone cherishes his own broom, what is it?" Is it a good thing? As for being disrespectful, you and I know it well, so there is no need to take advantage of it. You mentioned it to me first, and I will help you verify it in the next three days. "
Pei Qian looked at Chen Ping'an and wanted to ask his master whether he could believe the words of the city lord of Entry City. After all, Li Juro was so clueless that he seemed to dislike his master from the beginning. On the contrary, the city where Long Bin was located seemed to know the identity of the master as a hidden official, and made a special trip to Toutiao City to ask for a complete seal.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It is better to have no books than to believe in books."
Pei Qian asked: "Master, what do you think?"
In fact, Pei Qian didn't even understand that Li Julang only wanted to say this. The master said that this thing is an illusory thing. What is the meaning of gain and loss? But it doesn't seem to make sense that a city lord from Entry City deliberately cheated them of their money. That would be too boring and underhanded.
Chen Ping'an explained: "The value of Zhuzi is not in the physical object itself, but in the scales carefully carved by Liu Chenggui, as well as the large and small scales. When someone knows the goods, It will become valuable, very valuable. Even if you can't take away Zhuzi
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Master can help you follow the original standards and be accurate. Draw the distance between the scales, and then sew to restore the slightly worn large and small weights. That's why Li Shilang reminded him like this."
Chen Ping'an hesitated and said sternly to Pei Qian: "But this one belongs to you. The opportunity to make money, whether you fight or not, is okay."
Pei Qian.Without hesitation, he said: "Let's forget it, I'm too lazy to make another trip."
Zhou Mili immediately said: "Pei Qian, Pei Qian, I still have a lot of gold ingots and silver ingots in my pocket, one A heroic man is just waiting for my order to go out and show off his talents. Don't worry about not having enough money."
Pei Qian pinched Xiao Mili's cheek, "No. That's what happened."
Chen Ping'an asked Pei Qian to stay in the house, walked out alone, and saw a group of people at the inn counter.
I was a little surprised, because like myself, we were all foreigners who had just boarded the ship.
A young Confucian scholar carrying a suitcase, with a young face and a calm expression, hangs a jade pendant of an academy gentleman on his waist.
Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this, Zhong Kui and Wang Zai, the gentleman from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, are both there. The styles are the same, but the seal characters are different.
The Confucian scholar was discussing with the shopkeeper how to buy and sell the goods.
In addition, there is a young Taoist priest carrying a mahogany sword. Standing next to him is a young monk, carrying a Buddhist niche covered with cloth, which is the portable Buddha.
The young Taoist priest looked particularly elegant. He was laughing quietly with his companion, the young monk: "I heard that there is a guy in the city on this ferry who claims to be the reincarnation of a certain Buddha. He must be the heretic with evil views." There is no doubt that we should leave the nerds aside and slay the demons."
The young monk remained silent.
When the three of them saw Chen Pingan, they were not surprised.
But Chen Ping'an paid more attention to an old man holding a sword standing not far away on the street outside the inn. There was no doubt that he was a swordsman, and he might even be an immortal.
The young Taoist priest who was carrying the mahogany sword had already retracted his hands into his sleeves, pinched his fingers to do mental arithmetic, and then immediately shuddered, his fingers felt like touching hot coals, he smiled bitterly, and took the initiative to bow to Chen Pingan and apologize: "It's a small way. I'm so rude, so offensive, and offended. This place is really weird, and I feel weird every time I see it. It's really weird, but it's their duty to go there with trepidation."
It's really strange. , so there is no obstacle on this ferry, but if you want to change the city, you still need to solve a puzzle. There is no shortcut through layers of passes. Fortunately, this guy Yuan Yu seems to know everything, so he is like a broken bamboo. Finally, he peels off the cocoon and follows the path. Following the increasingly clear thread, we came all the way to this entry city, which is the most difficult place for foreigners to enter.
Otherwise, the noble Huang Zi from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain felt that if he were to travel on this ferry alone, even if he had a life-saving charm with him, he would not be able to survive in seventy or eighty years. Don't even think about leaving. Honestly, it's like trying to beat a wall here. At most, you can just go sightseeing here and there. Those cities are actually as big as the mountains and rivers of the dynasty. On the way to travel, someone held a lantern and wrote the four characters "Three Officials Great Emperor" in red and black, hanging on the head of the door, which can relieve misfortune. Some people put incense and candles in small tumblers and pray step by step, worshiping the incense devoutly to the top of the mountain.
There was a long-faced man who sold wine. As soon as he got drunk, he had to fight with the bartender of the wine shop.Mr. Fang went crazy with alcohol and said he would kill all ten of your clans.
There was a crazy man named Buquan, holding a large number of burnt bamboo slips. He would ask everyone he met if he could add text, and he would surely be rewarded handsomely.
A post rider set out from the capital, working hard, and posted an imperial edict on the snow-white walls of the post station and road pavilion. It complements the poems written on the wall by literati who were traveling or traveling in officialdom. There are also the bearers who sweat profusely during the day, gamble late at night, and work tirelessly all night long, which makes the officials who stay up late reading in the next room shake their heads. Especially in the Benmo City before Toutiao City, the young Taoist priest saw with his own eyes a large group of public officials who came from Qingliu, being dumped like dumplings by armored warriors and thrown into the rolling river. But there was a scholar standing in the distance with a cheerful smile.
Chen Pingan nodded in greeting and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Just watch the excitement but don't join in the fun."
"Atmosphere!"
This young man from Longhu Mountain The Heavenly Master and the green-robed man praised each other, and then gently tapped the young monk on the shoulder with his elbow, "You guys can chat, why don't you say a few words?"
The young monk continued to practice closed-mouthed meditation, but not too much. After looking at Chen Pingan, the young monk clasped his hands together and Chen Pingan returned the salute.
The Confucian scholar spent a few taels of silver to buy the son from the inn. The young Taoist priest asked: "How is it?"
The Confucian scholar shook his head and said: "It doesn't mean much, it's better than nothing."
A group of three people walked out of the inn, and the old swordsman on the street followed silently The three young men went to the city gate together, but this time, unlike the monks who carried the burdens and the bearded men on donkeys, they were escorted by the city patrol cavalry.
Chen Pingan stood at the door with his hands in his sleeves. As he said, he was just watching the excitement and watched the four people leave from a distance. It was obvious that these three people left the city directly to leave the night ship.
In Entry City, outside a small pavilion, Li Julang looked at the plaque and stopped at the pavilion, and sighed. There were as many as ten maids around him, and Qin Zi was just one of them.
Other than that, there was only a white-haired old scholar in a blue shirt, who smiled and asked: "City Lord, since you are so distressed, and the young swordsman has said that he is willing to sell Yes, then just buy it. If you are not good at these business matters, who is good at it? Why, for the first time, you can't make money? This is not like your usual style."
Young man. The pedantic atmosphere that came over the younger generation was full of rigid rules, which made it uncomfortable for people to do business with him. The later Confucian scholar was much better."
The white-haired scholar smiled heartily and said: "Don't talk about these things. It's obvious that the young swordsman is too shrewd in his business, and he started some kind of dispute with you, which made you worried and in pain. If you are not careful, maybe the position of city lord of this city will be lost to another family, right? Otherwise, Juro will throw out an eviction order in a hurry? How about pinching his nose and handing out the mountain certificate to a young junior who looks down on his magnanimity? To be ridiculed,Does this feel better? ”
When it comes to making money by selling articles, if we don’t talk about how much money we make, we just talk about the style of doing things. The Li Juro next to us can be said to be unique in the world.
Otherwise, we can’t talk about it. Without the shocking words, “I am plowing but others are eating, how can I be so miserable? I vow to fight to the death! "
Li Julang laughed angrily and said, "From what you said, do you really want to change the city lord in Toutiao City? "
The white-haired scholar said: "I just want Xian to stop being Shi Laozi's deputy city lord. Like Zhang San, just leave. ”
Obviously, the two city lords of Entry City, the chief and deputy, and possibly Du Xiucai, all thought that the bearded guest had already known that when he left the city, the last bit of spiritual light dissipated. At that time.
The bearded knight wore a long sword, rode a lame donkey and drank wine, and left the world silently. His heroic spirit was enviable, but there was no regret.
But on the ferry, more people were still trying to survive and survive. For example, Li Juro never concealed his enjoyment on the ferry.
So Li Juro did not speak at the moment. , this old friend is different from me, the old friend around me just uses the drunken woman to avoid the ethics in my heart, and as the deputy city lord, he has more restrictions than the bearded customers who set up stalls, and it is more difficult to leave the city.
< p>There are countless books in the city.Astronomy and geography, three religions and nine schools of thought, human relations and military affairs, alchemists' magic, rituals, strange treasures, and plants and flowers. >
From the beginning, there were only about 4,000 entries in Night Ship to more than 4 million today.
Li Julang suddenly said: "If you really don't want to be the deputy city lord, he will." The young woman next to you may be an opportunity, maybe your only chance.
The white-haired old scholar shook his head and said with a smile: "The taboo at the wine table is to persuade people to drink. Wouldn't it be a disgrace to the scenery?" ”
Li Julang said angrily: “It’s strange that such a young man who doesn’t understand the charm can find a divine couple! No wonder they are so far apart, this kid deserves it.
The old scholar smiled and said: "The Chen Ping case in that landscape travel book is not an ordinary flower in front of the moon." "
Li Julang said: "It would be great if this is really the case. With such a sweet-tempered person in the book, I will give him another mountain ticket for free! Not to mention a temporary pavilion, there is no harm in giving him a mustard seed garden. "
The old scholar broke the story and said: "The mountain ticket was not given by Juro for free, it was earned by his own ability. Friendship is friendship, truth is truth. "
Li Julang had no choice but to look at the small pavilion and sighed: "It's a pity that this pavilion is charming. "
In Chicken and Dog City, on the bank of a large river, a man with a high crown walked slowly. There was an academy not far from the bank, and there was a stone tablet standing on the bank, inscribed with "Inquiry Office", and that In the Taotao River, there is a large stone in the center of the water, with an ape sill placed on it.
Long Bin asked softly: "City Lord, when the monk in white traveled on the ferry, he only left this thing on the boat. , saying to wait patientlyCould it be that the destined person is Chen Pingan? A swordsman and a scholar, they seem to have nothing to do with it. ”
The man with the high crown smiled and said, “You can’t say it. If you say it, you won’t hit the mark.” "
Long Bin glanced at a male retinue who was following them from a distance, and asked cautiously: "Are you asking about the sword? "
The man with the high crown said: "Let's talk about it. ”
In Baiyan City, also known as the Useless City, in a rural area, the feudal lord who left Toutiao City rode an ox with a long sword hanging from its horn. The old Taoist man sang loudly and walked, holding a man in his arms. I didn’t know where I picked up the watermelon, saying that the Qingniu Taoist priest could prolong the dying life. The white deer master could regenerate the withered bones... but was smashed by a group of naughty children in the countryside. Chasing and beating, the shameless thief left the watermelon behind. There was a lot of noise and dust on the road. The old Taoist priest was riding on the back of the bull, swaying, stroking his beard and smiling. He had no choice but to accept favors and do things for others. , it’s nothing to suffer a little.
In the night of Baiyan City, there was a scholar standing on the bridge in the downtown area. There was only one star like the moon in the sky.
The scholar sighed slightly. , I don’t know when and who can help Baiyan City break the useless situation.
In the Toutiao City Inn, the three of them were sitting at the table, Pei Qian was copying books, and Xiaomi Li was eating with the good mountain master. Melon seeds.
Chen Pingan put his fingers together, tapped the table gently, and suddenly said: "That girl Qin from before, huh? "
After Pei Qian finished writing a sentence, he stopped writing, raised his head and blinked, "I don't know the name, maybe I haven't seen it, I can't remember it anyway. "
Chen Pingan nodded.
Xiaomili said: "It's called Biyu, I know it! I also remember those two books. Let me think about it later. Don’t be in a hurry! ”
Xiaomi Li stopped eating melon seeds, crossed his arms across his chest, frowned, and began to think seriously about the titles of the two books.
Chen Pingan gave Pei a look. Qian, Pei Qian immediately smiled with Xiao Mili and said: "Why do you remember this? It's nothing." ”
Xiaomi Li looked confused.
Pei Qian picked up the pen and made a horizontal wiping motion.
Xiaomi Li glanced at Pei Qian, then looked at it again The good mountain master lamented, “Okay, okay, I can’t remember. "
Pei Qian continued to copy books with his head down, and Xiaomili continued to eat melon seeds.
Only Chen Pingan walked to the window, looked up into the night, with his back to them, wondering what he was thinking about What.
When Xiaomili was about to speak, Pei Qian raised his head and kept copying, but his eyes signaled Xiaomili not to speak.
Xiaomili had no choice but to continue eating melon seeds. p>
Twelve cities on the night voyage.
How can it be compared with that ascending city?
Chen Pingan suddenly raised his head and murmured: "Is this a dream? ”
The vast world was split open by a sword, and someone with a sword came from another world and soared here.
The Ascension Realm sword cultivator followed the sword tip Drawn by brilliance, that womanWith momentum like a rainbow, he went straight to the vast sea between Beiju Luzhou and Aquarius Continent with his sword, and casually cut through the restrictions with one sword.
In an instant, he landed on the boundary of Baiyan City.
Including the city lords of the Twelve Night Ship Cities, everyone noticed this horrifying phenomenon. But without exception, no one took the initiative to provoke that aggressive woman.
The Qingniu Taoist Priest was the most pitiful, because he was the closest to the female sword immortal. The skinny and short old Taoist was dumbfounded, looking at the young woman in front of him, the Ascension Realm Sword Immortal?
The old Taoist priest forced a smile, pretended to be calm, and asked: "Who are you?"
The woman reached out and grabbed the long sword hanging on Niujiao Mountain. Yeyou held the sword in his hand, and Feng Jun narrowed his eyes and asked: "Where is Chen Pingan?!"
(End of this chapter)