Li Chan has been with Bijun since he was a child, and he learned from Bijun in his painting skills, but Bijun rarely painted. The last time he started writing, he used Lu Zijing's essence and blood to draw a person, which eliminated the obsession of the Qingque Palace master. Li Chan left the chess pavilion and tossed and turned on the bed for a long time and couldn't sleep. He couldn't help thinking about the mystery of the astrology painted by Bijun. Later, he simply lifted the quilt, got up, and went to the bookstore to chat with the worm. From the daytime exam, to the conversation beside the oil-walled car when he came back, and talking about the murals outside the Daxiangguo Temple. When he was lying back, he brought a handwritten book "Painting Record" written by an old bookworm, leaning against the window

The monsters were mostly lying on the day and night, but on the important day of the spring trial, no one dared to make any noise. When the little monster was playing, the sound became louder, and the white cat clawed his head and shook it. It was not until the lights penetrated the window were dimming and the blue color of smoke-like color was turned on. Hong Yao went into the house to add oil to the lamp, but saw Li Chan still holding the book, but did not turn the pages, and looked closer. Li Chan lowered his head, closed his eyes, and had already fallen asleep. Hong Yao carefully took the book to the table, pulled the quilt to cover Li Chan's knees, then turned off the oil lamp, and stepped back gently.

The night was dark, and the handle of the bucket in the sky was almost pointing toward the Ding position. In the warm and cold solar term, heavy fog formed heavy dew on the plants and trees in the courtyard. In the middle of the night, the sound of drums from the watchtower came from the fog. After a long time, the sound of copper bells in the west market. After a long time, before dawn, vendors were already selling in the alley.

Among the scattered vendors, there was a figure walking on the fog without touching the ground, like a god and a god.

This figure entered a certain Taoist temple residence, a certain residence or a certain house, and placed something on the windowsill, bedside, and table and left. Yesterday, the people who performed well in the spring exam in the Qianyuan Academy were either meditating or practicing or sleeping peacefully in these places. Occasionally, people with keen consciousness were alert to open their eyes, but only saw a wisp of mist floating away.

Soon, the figure came outside Guangzhaifang. He looked at the abandoned garden of General Fengchen's mansion, which was called "three days to become a house", and raised his nose, but seemed to smell a trace of demonic energy. He couldn't help but pause, and the next moment, he walked in with great interest.

Li Dan's color of the Qing Tomb of Lizhou had been carefully examined by the Ministry of Rites, and the uninvited guest knew that Li Dan had a unclear relationship with Shenzhasi. He walked in and looked around and observed the demon house, but saw that the black donkey in the courtyard was chewing the grass before dawn, and he found nothing unusual. Although he was a little curious, he had something to do and had no time to delay. He went straight to the bedroom and saw that Li Dan in the room was sleeping heavily, so he put something on the windowsill.

The moment the person left and walked down the doorstep, the scene in the garden changed quietly, as if a layer of ink was washed away, revealing the true appearance of the painting. The black donkey in the stable was still chewing the grass, and a crow appeared on the eaves. The crow and the parade Yasha watched the mist go away together. Under the old locust tree next to it, the white cat nodded up and down with the light thrown in Bi Jun's hand, which was what the uninvited guest had just put down.

The figure who walked through the fog didn't notice it at all until he left Guangzhaifang. He had just walked in the painting.

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At the morning of the morning, Li Chan was awakened by a knock on the window. He opened his eyes and had been in a daze for about half a breath. When he turned his head, he saw that Xu Da had just pulled a crack in the window. When he saw the sky was still early, he couldn't help but feel confused. He saw a figure in the mist outside the window. He reached out and was about to get his clothes, but found that he was sleeping with his clothes last night. His eyes swept over the quilt on his knees and the lamp on the table, and got up and went out.

Outside the door, Bijun was throwing something by the locust tree. When Li Chan approached, he threw it over gently. Li Chan took it and saw that it was a copper coin with a strange shape, which was very cool to the touch. The sky was still dark, and when he looked at it, he could see clearly that the words on the coin were not "Lin Gong Tongbao". The front sun was engraved with "If you want to enter, you will enter", and the reverse sun was engraved with the four words "If you want to come out","

Li Chandan's eyes blinked, and the copper coins in his palm turned into a looming insect shape, with four wings growing on his back.

"This money..."

"Before the hour of Mao, someone sent it." Bi Jun said.

"Who?" Li Chan asked, looking at the copper coins, and murmured in her mouth: "If you want to enter, you will enter; if you want to go out, you will come out..." After pausing for a while, he said thoughtfully: "If the mother follows her son..."

As soon as the six words "If the mother follows her son", the copper coins suddenly flew away from her palm. As soon as half a foot of it flew, a white shadow flew by, and Xu Da pushed it under his claws like a butterfly.

The saying "If you want to enter, you enter; if you want to go out, you will go out. If you follow your mother and her son" is a saying in ancient times, and this is probably the clue that the eight words on this money should be drawn. However, Li Chan did not need the words on the money to remind him, and with the painting in his eyes, he could tell that this was a blue money.

The worms like Qingfeng are not separated by mothers. Some of them become demons. Even if they are hundreds of miles apart, they will gather together. If there are people with the right way of doing mothers’ money, they only need to leave the money. After using the mother’s money, they will fly back into their bags on their own, and they will use the blood of Qingfeng.

However, this mother's money does not look like something that a left-minded man disturbs the market, but rather like a "road guide".

Li Chan touched Xu Da who was seeking credit, picked up the copper coins, and asked, "Is it a person from Qianyuan Academy?"

"Maybe." Bi Jun smiled, "Go and try it?"

Seeing Bijun's expression, Li Chan immediately said the word "leave", put away his mother's money, went into the house and picked up a willow branch soaked in salt water and chewed it in his mouth, and took out a black donkey from the stable. The red medicine was driven out in the Western Kitchen and heard the sound, but it was too late to prepare breakfast. Tu Shanyi brought a lantern and stuffed it into Li Chan's hand. Although Li Chan had magical powers in his eyes, the lantern was for passers-by to see it so that he could avoid it.

When Li Chan went out, she stepped on the black donkey, picked up the lantern, took out a twine, and hung the mother's money. It was almost mid-spring, and the dew was heavy and rheumatism. After the black donkey left, the fur was reflected in the light and a layer of oily water appeared.

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Li Chan recited the six-character mantra again, and the copper coins hanging on the hemp suddenly floated against the wind and pointed straight to the east. Li Chan reached out and slapped the donkey's butt, and the black donkey turned around and turned into the narrow alley to the east.

So each person and the donkey seemed to be led by the copper coins on the line, passing through the streets and alleys, passing by the peddlers. When the sky was completely bright, the guidance of the copper coins had begun to float, probably approaching the end. Seeing that there were more and more pedestrians, they followed the direction of the copper coins and sometimes even had to pass through the tiles of the tea shed, Li Chan got off the black donkey and hung the lantern next to the donkey.
Chapter completed!