There was no night ban in the town. At night, Chen Ping'an left Mu Ping Alley, took a slight detour, and took his horse to Yang's shop.
After knocking on the door, the door was opened by a young man who was awake and awake. He should be the new disciple of Old Man Yang mentioned in Wei Bo's letter.
Chen Pingan apologized: "Is your master asleep?"
The young man yawned and asked, "What do you think?"
Chen Pingan was speechless.
I was used to the intrigues and quibbles over at Shujian Lake, and for a while I felt a little uncomfortable.
The young man frowned and asked, "Why are you looking for my master? Are you sick?"
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh. He was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I am indeed here to see a doctor."
The young man frowned, a little confused.
Under the moonlight, the young man in sight has slightly sunken cheeks and a haggard appearance. He looks like a short-lived ghost. His accent is that of someone from his hometown, but I have never seen him before.
It's just that my master doesn't like to show up, so he probably won't do this unsolicited deal tonight. What's more, there was such a big commotion before, and now the reputation and business of Yang's shop are not very good, and there are a lot of neighbors.
The neighbors had a grudge, and now they all like to go to a pharmacy over the Mooncake Alley to get medicine and see a doctor. He and his senior sister are busy every day. The master is also a weirdo who has a grudge against Qianzi. He never cares about the lack of people in Yang's shop. His family
Everyone was murmuring that last year they thought about asking him to change his family, and just work as an errand at the Kiln Supervision and Construction Office. His uncle had already cleared the door, but he was not very happy about it. He felt that he would have to deal with those officials and see him every day.
When you meet someone, you bow your head and bend down, which is boring.
Since Old Man Yang had no intention of showing up, Chen Pingan thought about coming to the shop next time. Just as he was about to say goodbye and leave, a slim young woman walked out. Her skin was slightly dark and slender, but she should be a beauty. Chen Pingan
Ping An also knew that this woman was one of Old Man Yang's disciples, the senior sister of the boy in Taoye Lane, and was a kiln worker in Qilong Lane. There were many things to pay attention to when burning the kiln. For example, women were not allowed to get close to the kiln-shaped objects while the kiln was on fire.
In Wolong's Dragon Kiln, Chen Ping'an didn't quite know how she became a kiln worker back then, but she probably did some dirty and tiring work. After all, the rules of ancestors were laid there for generations, and almost everyone abided by them. Compared with the discipline of monks in the mountains outside,
The Zushitang precepts seem to be more effective.
The woman's voice was like a knife grinding stone, extremely hoarse and rough, and she said slowly: "Master said, I can't help you. From now on, you can reminisce about the past, but you can't do business."
Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "Tell your master and I will come back to visit you later."
The woman hesitated for a moment and glanced at the long sword behind Chen Pingan, "Is the guest a pure martial artist?"
Chen Pingan asked: "You too?"
The woman remained silent.
Chen Pingan asked: "Where does Zheng Dafeng live now?"
The woman then continued to speak: "He likes to hang out in the county town and doesn't come to the shop often."
Chen Ping'an glanced at her and the sleepy Taoye Lane boy, then led the horse away with a smile.
The two people who were born and raised here probably still don't know who their master is, how many saints of the three religions this Yang's shop has received, and what it means to recognize the identity of master and disciple with Old Man Yang.
I wonder if someone looked at me this way back then?
When the boy closed the door of the shop, he complained to the senior sister who was standing motionless: "I don't like this sickly guy. He looks at people with such a cold look."
She was too poor, hungry and cold when she was young, and endured too much hard work as a girl. As a result, the woman is now as tall as an ordinary city girl. She is not good at words and smiles, so she did not speak and just looked at that
A distant figure holding a sword on a horse.
She is the young senior sister and has a stable mood, so she was exposed to the power of some masters earlier. In less than three years, she is now a pure martial artist in the fourth realm. However, in order to break through the most difficult bottleneck of the third realm,
She would rather die of pain than swallow the ointment in the porcelain bottle, so she got through that hurdle. The master didn't care at all, he just sat there and puffed away, not even watching indifferently, because
The old man didn't look at her at all, just thinking about himself and wandering thousands of miles away.
After she struggled to sit up with blood all over her body, she covered her face with her hands and cried with joy. Surviving a catastrophe will lead to good fortune in the future. The old saying does not lie.
The old man glanced sideways at the surviving disciple, who was smoking a cigarette on the steps, and finally said, "Your character and toughness are only half of a certain person's, so it's worth being happy? That person is not much older than you."
Years old, I was also an apprentice in the Long Kiln back then. I was worse than you. I was helpless earlier and depended on myself for everything. Isn’t it amazing to break through the three realms in three years? With this little potential, I want to grab what’s left in Aquarius Continent.
Mountain top realm? But I have a suggestion. Next time he breaks up the martial arts gift again, just hold the bowl, kneel on the ground, and catch what he doesn’t want. Even he can’t compare.
, you dare to ask Zheng Dafeng who that Cao Ci is? He is young and not thin-skinned, but I have gained a good disciple. Do you want me to go to the grave of your sissy uncle, make a toast and say thank you? "
Master either doesn't speak, but every time he speaks, his words can make people feel heartbroken.
She is like this, and her junior brother Shi Lingshan is not much better. The only difference is that her junior brother dares to complain in private, but she does not.
Chen Pingan led the horse to the edge of the town, where the Li Huai family's house was. He stopped for a moment, walked out of the end of the alley, got on his horse, and went to the nearest hill first. He bought it with only one gold and copper coin.
On the Zhenzhu Mountain, we drove our horses to the top of the hill and looked at the town. Late at night, the lights were slightly brighter everywhere, such as Fulu Street, Taoye Lane, the county government office, and the Kiln Supervisory Office. If you turn your head and look northwest, you will see the
Over at Xinjun City in the north of the mountain, thousands of lights are gathered together, so that the night sky is slightly haloed with yellow light. From this, we can see the excitement there. It must be a bustling scene with lights like daylight.
Zhenzhu Mountain is the smallest mountain among the mountains in the west. It can't be smaller. The reason why Chen Ping'an bought it in the first place was very simple. It was cheap. Other than that, he didn't have any complicated thoughts at all.
At that time, I was still thinking about building a thatched hut in Zhenzhu Mountain. This way, it would be more convenient to go to the town, which is only a few steps away. A round trip from Zhenzhu Mountain to Muping Lane, even on foot, would not cost much.
effort.
Chen Pingan sat on the horse, looking back from the outline of the town in the night, and saw a route out of the town and into the mountains. When he was young, he once carried a large basket on his back, went into the mountains to collect herbs, and staggered along.
In the hot summer, his shoulders were sore from the rope. At that time, it felt like he was carrying an ancestral house on Mud Bottle Lane. That was the first time in his life that Chen Pingan wanted to give up. He persuaded himself with a very legitimate reason: You are young and have strong strength.
Too young, let’s talk about collecting herbs tomorrow. At worst, we should get up early tomorrow and go into the mountains in the early morning. Don’t rush on the road under the bright sun anymore. I didn’t see any young and strong men working in the fields along the way...
Chen Pingan breathed out gently, turned the horse's head, and descended from Zhenzhu Mountain.
Nowadays, when entering the mountain, the road is flat and wide, connecting the tops of the mountains. It is no longer as rugged and difficult as it used to be.
The mountains are endless. Even if there is a road, Luolu Mountain is located in the south of the mountains. It still takes a lot of time to walk all the way from Zhenzhu Mountain in the east. In addition, Chen Ping'an walks slowly and seems to want to see more of the routes.
The scenery on every mountain top is often stopped, or he is just leading the horse, so by the time Chen Ping'an arrived at the Luolu Mountain boundary, it was already a day and two nights later, and this was under the premise that Qu Huang's foot strength was far better than that of ordinary horses.
When Chen Pingan was riding a horse, he would occasionally pinch the horse's belly lightly, and Qu Huang would consciously tighten the horse's hoofs, leaving a series of horse hoof marks on the road, and then Chen Pingan would turn around and look.
Over the years, I have often been like this, looking for boring things to do, which is both fun and leisure in my busy life.
The accountant who was silent most of the time would often do these weird little things in the eyes of Zeng Ye, Ma Duyi and Gu Can.
I would squat on the ground and use stones to draw a chessboard, or study the few Go patterns over and over again, or play a game of backgammon with myself.
One person and one rider, the mountain gradually goes deeper and deeper.
Wei Bo, who was probably the first person to gain insight into Chen Ping'an's whereabouts, never showed up.
You must know that now not only Longquan County, the watersheds governed by Longxu River and Tiefu River, but also the Xiuhua River and the ghost mansion of the wedding lady with the beautiful water and high wind plaque are all part of the Beiyue territory. Wei Bo sits high on Piyun Mountain
, overlooking all living beings, especially those Qi practitioners, as if they were watching fire.
However, Wei Bo did not show up early, which was unexpected, but it was reasonable.
In the early years, the relationship between the two was not deep. At first, they relied on a Liang to maintain their relationship. Later, they gradually became friends. There was a bit of a "friendship between gentlemen". Wei Bo could take Chen Ping'an around on "hunting tours" based on his personal preferences.
"The jurisdiction of Beiyue helped Chen Ping'an put an amulet from the Beiyue Mountain Temple on his body. But now that the two are deeply involved and tend to be allies, they have to talk about avoiding suspicion, even if it is superficial.
Do it, otherwise the Dali court will probably be unhappy. After all, you, Wei Bo, are the first Five Sacred Gods respected by our court. You just team up with others to do business, and then kill the Song family of Dali.
The price? Even if Wei Bo is willing to do this, he doesn't care about the face of the Song family in Dali, and relies on the identity of a Beiyue Zhengshen who has already settled down, and is arrogant and domineering, grabbing real benefits for himself and others, Chen Ping'an will not
Dare to agree, a business that makes you rich overnight, or a long-lasting friendship, obviously the latter is more secure.
What's more, Wei Bo has always been thoughtful and forward-thinking, and he is trustworthy.
Otherwise, Chen Pingan would not have sent so many letters to Piyun Mountain over the years.
At dawn, we finally arrived at the foot of Luolu Mountain.
An archway has been built at the mountain gate, but no plaque has been hung yet. In fact, there is a mountain temple on the top of Luolu Mountain, and a plaque of the mountain god should be hung. However, the mountain god who was a former kiln superintendent had bad luck.
, Chen Ping'an was living under someone else's roof in Luolu Mountain, where his family business was based. Not only did he have a tense relationship with Wei Bo, but there was also an enigmatic martial arts master living there in Zhulou. There was another problem.
Black giant pythons often wandered around Luopo Mountain. Back then, Li Xisheng used the small snow cone to write characters on the wall of the bamboo building, causing the entire Luopo Mountain to fall a few points. The mountain temple was the most affected.
The mountain god temple in Luolu Mountain is the least popular among the three mountain temples in Longquan County. This mountain god master who was sculpted into a golden body after his death can be said to be unpopular in every aspect.
Wei Bo slowly walked down the mountain, followed by Shi Rou far behind.
Chen Pingan got off his horse and asked with a smile: "How many are Pei Qian and the others?"
Wei Bo gloated: "I deliberately didn't tell them your whereabouts. The three little guys thought that you, the master and husband, were going to return to Longquan County from Hongzhu Town. Now they must be waiting eagerly. As for Zhu Lian,
I have been wandering around the county town in the past few days, and I said that I accidentally fell in love with a good young man who practices martial arts. I dare not say it because he is high, but there is hope for a golden body. I just want to give it to my young master when he returns home.
A good start."
To be continued...