(11,000 words long chapter.)
As night fell, the Jianshui Villa was brightly lit, and the courtyards were full of guests. They drank countless bottles of wine. Afterwards, it was said that even the small town could smell the aroma of wine coming from the village.
Chen Pingan asked Mr. Chu about the Xianjia Ferry. There is indeed such a place in Shushui Country. It is more than 600 miles away from Jianshui Villa. It is located on the border between Shushui Country and Songxi Country. I heard that there are often
There are qi practitioners on the mountain, but the three hundred-mile radius has long been restricted by the royal family of Shushui Kingdom. Without an official document issued by the state government, no matter whether they are ordinary people or warriors, trespassing will be killed without mercy.
The old manager was kind and considerate. He took the initiative to say with a smile that Jianshui Villa had a very good relationship with a governor's mansion on the border. They were family friends. All he needed was a letter from the old owner to get the customs clearance document.
There is no need for Chen Pingan and others to work hard.
Zhang Shanfeng asked one more question and asked the old man if there were any shops opened by Qigong practitioners at the ferry for trading goods. The old steward said that there were, because the young village owner Song Fengshan had gone there in person after the original sword was damaged.
After a trip to the ferry, I brought back the dagger that is now hanging on my waist. The old steward knew everything, and he not only revealed the internal affairs of Shushui, but also even told Song Fengshan to buy the sword named "Cangshui".
The magic weapon of the Immortal Family spent 900 pieces of snow money on the mountain, which was almost half of the gold and silver savings of the villa. He poured beans out of the bamboo tube and told these secrets to the three of them.
This is of course not that the old steward was so carried away by the word "loyalty" that he did not know the taboos of making love, but that the old swordsman of Song Dynasty had privately told him to treat the three people, especially the sword-carrying young man Chen Ping'an.
, you can treat him as Song Yushao’s best friend, and the Villa doesn’t need to be on guard.
A promise worth a thousand pieces of gold, a friendship between life and death, the word "friend" is as important as a mountain.
This is the morality of the world respected by the older generation of Song Yushao. Old Steward Chu has been following the Sword Master of Shushui Kingdom for a long time.
Working so hard with no regrets.
In Zhang Shanfeng's house, the three of them had a sumptuous dinner full of delicacies. Chen Pingan was about to go to the waterfall to practice boxing. Zhang Shanfeng suddenly called him and asked Chen Pingan to wait. The bearded man had one leg.
He stepped on the bench, picked the gap between his teeth with a bamboo skewer, and asked Zhang Shanfeng if he wanted to avoid anything. The young Taoist priest ran to open his bag and said no. Zhang Shanfeng quickly took out a pair of bamboo chopsticks, put them on the table, and pushed them
Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan asked curiously: "What are you doing? I've finished eating, what are you going to give me chopsticks for?"
The pair of bamboo chopsticks on the table are one of Zhang Shanfeng's trophies obtained in Rouge County. One is engraved with Green God Mountain, and the other is engraved with God Xiao Bamboo.
Zhang Shanfeng smiled and said: "I'll give it to you. Just think of it as the interest on the Mohist Jiawan Guangming Armor. I am most afraid of owing money to others in my life. When I think about it, I can't sleep or eat well. What's more, if I owe it, I will spend five hundred pieces of snow money."
, in terms of real gold and silver, that would be five hundred thousand taels of silver. According to Mr. Chu's statement, as the top person in the world of Shushui Country, the entire Jianshui Villa's century-old wealth only totals more than two million taels.
If I don’t give you something back, Pindao will definitely not be able to sleep tonight.”
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "You are stupid. If these chopsticks are really made from the sacred bamboo of Qingzhu Cave, they might be sold for hundreds of snow coins. To say the least, they are not bamboo from Qingshen Mountain.
, but the spiritual energy on the chopsticks has been condensed for hundreds of years, and it cannot be faked. Since it is an acquired spiritual weapon, it can be sold for at least dozens of snow coins, right? Interest? Is there such a high interest? You Zhang Shanfeng
Do you think I’m an unscrupulous businessman who makes loan sharks?”
Chen Ping'an became angrier as he talked and pushed the chopsticks back to the young Taoist, "Besides, we are going to the Xianjia Ferry in Shushui Country soon. Since there is a shop that trades heavy weapons and magic weapons, the price of the bamboo chopsticks has been determined.
Besides, if it’s only worth a dozen pieces of snow money, I’ll accept it. If it’s worth more than fifty pieces, you can’t pay me back as interest.”
Zhang Shanfeng shook his head and said resolutely: "No! A poor Taoist has a troubled conscience. Taoists are most afraid of inner demons when seeking Taoism. Chen Ping'an, don't let me derail my Taoist practice!"
Chen Pingan stood up, smiled and cursed: "You can just talk nonsense, Gungun, there is no need to discuss this matter, take it back! Otherwise, if we have the ability, we will have a fight, and whoever wins will have the final say?"
Zhang Shanfeng remained silent.
Chen Pingan opened the door and left to practice boxing at the waterfall.
Zhang Shanfeng sighed and looked at the bearded man, "What should we do?"
Xu Yuanxia gloated: "Compared with Chen Ping'an, a money-splitting boy, you are far behind."
Zhang Shanfeng was a little depressed, so he poured himself a bowl of soju, lowered his head and took a sip, and his face suddenly turned red.
It turns out that in Rouge County of Caiyi Kingdom, during the life-and-death battle to kill Mi Lao Mo's disciple, the young Taoist priest had a sudden thought on the line between life and death, poured spiritual energy into the armor pill, and protected himself with a pair of bright armor.
The Miao Taoist blocked the demon's fatal blow. The knowledgeable Taoist was shocked and said it was unbelievable. He said that this military treasure was stored in the royal treasury of the ancient Yu Kingdom in more than ten countries including the Caiyi Kingdom in the central Aquarius Continent.
There is a priceless piece of Jiawan. Rumor has it that the number one martial artist in Songxi State once offered it 6,000 xiaoxue coins to the emperor of the ancient Yu Kingdom, but was rejected.
After that, the young Taoist priest kept thinking about this matter, and didn't know how to talk to Chen Pingan. Later, something happened in the ancient temple, and Chen Pingan walked on the 700-mile mountain road. It was extremely boring, and Zhang Shanfeng found it even harder to talk frankly with Chen Pingan.
Talk once.
Now that he has arrived at Jianshui Villa and is about to go to Xianjia Ferry, he really can't stand the inner torture. Zhang Shanfeng confided his heart to the bearded man from Lao Jianghu. Xu Yuanxia helped the young Taoist priest confirm two things. First, Chen Pingan affirmed
Knowing the true value of Jiawan, he casually quoted 500 pieces of snow money at that time, and deliberately sold half of it and gave it to Zhang Shanfeng. Secondly, according to Zhang Shanfeng's story, when Chen Ping'an took the Jiaoshan Kun boat in Luzhou, Beiju,
He lives in the Tianzihao wing. Although there is no doubt that the young man carrying the sword and heading south is from a poor background at the bottom of the city, he obviously has his own unique opportunities. Moreover, Chen Ping'an seems not to attach much importance to wealth, at least to his friends.
in this way.
So this is no longer simply a matter of owing money, but a troublesome matter of owing a huge favor.
In the end, Xu Yuanxia did not directly tell Zhang Shanfeng what to do, but said two sentences. One is not to take the kindness of friends as a matter of course. The second sentence is that only when brothers settle accounts clearly can the friendship last forever. Don't feel that
Once you become friends, you can forget about everything. That is the naive idea of ​​a child who has not grown up.
That's why Zhang Shanfeng wanted to give away the pair of mysterious bamboo chopsticks produced in Qingshen Mountain under the guise of borrowing interest.
The reason why it is not the white bowl that can only slowly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and condense it into a drop of nectar is because Zhang Shanfeng himself is a Qi practitioner. For Zhang Shanfeng, the white bowl is a necessity on the path of practice.
, and Chen Ping'an is a pure martial artist, so he doesn't need it. At most, it is just the icing on the cake. Even if he receives a white bowl, he will probably sell it at a discount and exchange it for Xiaoxue money.
Zhang Shanfeng drank wine, his face flushed, and he said drunkenly: "Brother Xu, can you give me a trick? Xiaodao really can't think of a way."
The bearded man said seriously: "If that doesn't work, why don't you put on women's clothes? I don't think Chen Ping'an is interested in women or ghosts at all. He never equivocates about whether he should be beaten or killed..."
Listening to the bearded man's nonsense, the young Taoist priest sighed, knocked his head on the table, and fell drunk.
Well, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow.
Xu Yuanxia rubbed her beard with the palm of her hand, and two scenes emerged in her mind. They were both in that dilapidated ancient temple. The young man was facing a graceful woman, saying that it was cold and stretching out his hand to warm herself up.
Then, after the woman turned into a female ghost, she strangled the young man's neck and punched him until he was knocked out of his mind.
Xu Yuanxia recalled that at the dinner table just now, Chen Pingan was talking about the waterfall incident. A young woman holding a knife in reverse was punched into the pool by him.
The man trembled and said with fear: "Chen Ping'an! Don't you really like men?"
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In the main lobby of Jianshui Villa, the guests and hosts are having a great time, and the aroma of the wine is intoxicating.
The lobby is paved with a large colorful carpet, which is a unique "lichen" from Zhinu County, Caiyi Country.
The old owner of the village, Song Yushao, still didn't want to show up to welcome the guests. The young owner of the village, Song Fengshan, sat on the main seat. Next to him was his virtuous wife who was in charge of the internal and external affairs of the Villa. Although the young woman managed the house well, she was very sensible.
Well, he treats people with impeccable manners, and he never covers up the glory of his husband. So even though Song Fengshan has been practicing swordsmanship in seclusion for many years, the reputation of this little swordsman in the world of Shushui Kingdom has been getting bigger and bigger, and finally he has become a master of swordsmanship.
It has reached the point where a martial arts conference can be held.
The talkers from the top Jianghu sects in Shushui Kingdom have all arrived tonight. In addition to these famous and upright Jianghu bosses and white Taoist giants, there are also a considerable number of Jianghu Sanxian and some old seniors who have not appeared in Jianghu for a long time.
Most of them were very old, and there were even two octogenarians who were famous. They all took this opportunity to reunite and participate in the grand event, which gave Jianshui Villa a lot of face.
The brother and sister who were born in the Han family of Xiaochongshan, the scholar Han Yuanshan and the girl Han Yuanxue, are not in the front position because they have a special status and belong to the official family. If the seats are too eye-catching tonight, in fact, Jian Shui
Both the villa and the Han family are unpopular, and will inevitably attract the murmurs of many wealthy people in the world.
At Hengdao Villa, Wang Yiran, Wang Coral and his daughter, their seats are more important than those of the Han brothers and sisters, with two tables of drinks and tables between them.
The girl Han Yuanxue complained quite a lot about this. She felt that she had been neglected by the villa. The Han family should not be in this situation anywhere in Shushui Kingdom. Han Yuanshan, who looked like an elegant scholar, waved a folding fan lightly with one hand and raised it with the other.
He drinks freely from the cup without caring, but this person has another identity that is shocking to the world. He is actually one of the four evil spirits of Shushui Kingdom on the "mountain".
Although Shushui Kingdom has the Xianjia Ferry, there is no mountain sect in the country. Therefore, the four evil spirits with a not so good reputation actually means to a large extent the top few masters of Shushui Kingdom, overlooking the rivers and lakes, and arrogantly
Wufu Han Yuanshan also had a clean identity as the Han family of Xiaochongshan. He was in the center of the temple and in the local officialdom, and had numerous senior family friends, so he could go anywhere without any hindrance. The Jianshui Villa, which was so powerful in the world, was of course no exception.
There is a lonely wine table with several tables, sitting there are a burly man and a young girl. They are in the middle position on the left hand side. They are obviously a little distant from the tables on both sides, because everyone in the world knows this person's prominent status.
The number one man in the country's underworld, named Dou Yang, looks like a young and strong man. Rumor has it that he is already a hundred years old. He claims to be the leader of the demon sect. He has more than ten demon guardians under his command. He is domineering in the south of Shushui country. Fortunately, the sect is partial.
Living in a corner, on the border between Shushui Country and Songxi Country, it has been relatively peaceful in the past few decades and has not caused any bloodshed. However, the older generation of Jianghu people present hate this person deeply, and at the same time, they are more afraid of him.
, Fifty years ago in Shushui Country, the righteous and demonic demons fought three bloody battles to fight for the territory of the rivers and lakes. Thousands of righteous masters lost their lives in this bloody battle.
Jianshui Villa dared to arrange the seats in this way, without putting Dou Yang and his maid in the first place, which immediately made everyone present admire them and appreciate the young Song Fengshan a little more.
Although Song Fengshan was the master of this alliance and held a high position, he spoke very little. He just drank slowly alone and did not talk to anyone deliberately. Occasionally, someone brought up the relationship with the old sword master to compete with the future martial arts alliance leader.
When making friends, Song Fengshan, who was wearing a green shirt and a short sword at his waist, could only offer a glass of wine in return, mostly to the young women around him. He kept the other party's deeds in the world, plus some comments he heard from his ancestors, and even even
She is well aware of the achievements of some of the other party's outstanding juniors, which makes the other party not only not feel slighted in the slightest, but also feel comfortable and have a great face.
To be continued...