After Lu Chen left the Qingliang Sect in Luzhou, Beiju, he did not return directly to Bai Yujing. Instead, he first went to Qinghao Country, where he met the scholar surnamed Chen who was supposed to be Li on Dongxian Street.
He secretly returned to Aquarius Continent to meet an old friend whose status was very different from his own but whose identity he could not underestimate.
Crossing the sea from Beiju Luzhou all the way south, and flying over the land of Aquarius Island, as expected, the sage from the Confucian Temple who was sitting in the sky was an old acquaintance, and he chatted with Lu Chen for a few words.
Lu Chen felt that this reminiscence of the past with few words and a lot of affection could be regarded as a happy conversation. As for what the other party thought, Lu Chen couldn't control it.
In Yuzhang County, Hongzhou, a new government office was established.
The first chief officer of the Logging Institute was a Beijing native named Lin Zhengcheng.
I heard that I used to work in the yamen of the Ministry of War in Beijing, as the second-in-command of the postal report office. I am quite young, so I don’t know how I got such a lucrative job.
Mr. Lin did not make any special moves as a new official, nor did he care about everything just to enjoy the blessings. He generally did things well and went through all the procedures that should be followed. For example, he put on official robes and took the office with him.
The subordinate officials went to the local Wenwu Temple and Chenghuang Temple to offer incense together. Because the logging institute is a new yamen, there is no official business to hand over to the predecessor, so it saves a lot of trouble.
In the night, a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown on his head pushed the door open without knocking, sat on the bench next to the brazier, stretched out his hand to warm himself, shivered, and asked with a smile: "Back then, the sneak attack
That assassin of Ning Yao still hasn’t been able to find out the mastermind behind it?”
Lin Zhengcheng put down the book in his hand, raised his eyes, sat still, and turned a deaf ear to the question asked by Master Bai Yujingsan. Lin Zhengcheng just cupped his fists and said a polite word: "I have met Master Lu."
Lu Chen shook his sleeves and said, "Which of us is following the other? It's so pretentious."
Having set up a fortune-telling stall in a small town for more than ten years, both parties are very familiar with it.
But just like Cao Gengxin of the Kiln Supervision and Construction Department, the young mountain owner of Luoshan Mountain who needs to be watched most, the two parties have never met and chatted once.
On Lu Chen's side, the same goes for Lin Zhengcheng.
Lin Zhengcheng is a local of the Lizhu Cave, and he is the second Yanzhao personally selected by Xiuhu.
Otherwise, the dignified Imperial Master Li would not have been so bored as to help the son of a supervising government official to name him.
As for the previous leader, once the period of Jiazi was up, even if he resigned without any merit, Xiuhu Cui Chun was naturally not very satisfied.
Before this person, there was actually a foreign swordsman who served as the Tianyan of Lizhu Cave for the longest time, and he also had a very special hidden identity, that of a priest.
This was the last meeting with Cui Guoshi, and the secret was revealed to Lin Zhengcheng. This sword cultivator who quietly left his hometown and came to the vast world through Daoxuan Mountain was the last priest in the history of the Great Sword Qi Wall.
In fact, Old Man Yang had revealed the secret to her during her first trip to Lizhu Cave in Ningyao. However, the old man's words were rather vague at the time. He only said that a foreign sword cultivator died near the town.
Before that, the sword cultivator compiled his experiences of the mountains and rivers into a book, and finally left a landscape travel diary, which he would occasionally read.
At that time, Ning Yao was just doubtful. She didn't think deeply about it at that time. Later, Old Man Yang changed the subject and asked her the last question, what is the voice of the heart.
The girl had an instant enlightenment. In an instant, she entered a mysterious state similar to Buddhist meditation and Taoist mental fasting.
Lin Zhengcheng guessed that this sword cultivator, one of the three officials of the Sword Qi Great Wall, was running towards the old sword bar under the stone arch bridge. However, for some reason, he never got a reply, so he probably stayed in Lizhu Cave and turned around.
It was just that it was too early for Cui Chan to serve as the Grand Master of Da Li. The Song family of Da Li was always kept in the dark and did not know how deeply involved he was with the Jianqi Great Wall.
However, in addition to being a swordsman on the surface, this priest also has a more hidden identity. He is a martial arts master who is already on the top of the mountain with no way to go.
In the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall, there are only a handful of warriors who have reached the limit.
The last one is Bai Lianshuang, a woman.
This is absolutely unreasonable. No matter how much the martial arts luck of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is suppressed by the luck of the Sword Dao, the number of pure martial artists in the Nine and Ten Realms should not be so rare.
alone.
Because someone has monopolized martial arts luck.
Zhang Tiaoxia, the number one martial artist in the world, "Long Bo", was not yet depressed in the past and was at the peak of his boxing skills. At that time, Zhang Tiaoxia was so energetic that he could reach the limit of martial arts.
He regards it as something in his pocket, and he has the spirit of abandoning me to others.
As a result, there was a boxing match with an unknown pure martial artist on the sea.
Zhang Tiaoxia neither lost nor won.
But after that, Zhang Tiaoxia turned to practice and eventually became the longest-lived martial artist in the history of Haoran World.
Zhang Tiaoxia never recognized the many reputations and titles given to him by the outside world, such as being the best in martial arts in the world. You can say whatever you want, but Zhang Tiaoxia just ignored it and didn't talk to him.
The reason why Lu Chen knew about this was thanks to his anonymous disciple, Lao Zhouzi Xiancha.
Xiancha happened to be the only bystander in that boxing contest.
In that battle at the pinnacle of martial arts, the figures of both sides were as fast as thunder, and their speed was as fast as a sword repairer's flying sword. The sea within a thousand miles radius collapsed and bottomed out everywhere.
Lu Chen even guessed that there was a place for this priest on a certain mountain top.
It's a pity that Lu Chen, a Taoist cultivator, can't go to that weird mountain.
"The world is not moving but the treasure bottle is moving. The world is in chaos and the treasure bottle is still."
As if he had guessed what Lin Zhengcheng was thinking, Lu Chen lowered his head and stared at the firelight, rubbed his hands gently, and said with a smile: "This prophecy was also found by Pindao when he was walking in the long river of time in the small town. He realized it later and found it.
A little bit of clues, and finally the calculation was made based on these clues. It can be seen that this priest is very accurate in fortune telling."
Lin Zhengcheng saw that Lu Chen actually took out a few pieces of sweet potatoes from his sleeves and put them into the brazier. Seeing that he didn't intend to leave for a while, he had to take the initiative to ask: "I wonder if Master Lu is here tonight. What advice can you give?"
Lu Chen raised his head and asked with a smile: "Do you know which things you did were superfluous, and which things you did just to take advantage of the situation?"
Lin Zhengcheng said calmly: "Since it is all in the past, it is better not to know than to know."
Lu Chen raised a hand, radiance overflowed, strands of light gathered together, and the stars were dotted, which was the outline of an old Li Zhu Cave. Some of those starlights were bright and dazzling, some were dim, some had a gentle luster, and some were extremely dazzling.
Moreover, the light has different strengths and weaknesses, different sizes, and different colors. When Lu Chen slowly twists his wrist, it is like a world that was originally motionless, becomes one, and begins to slowly rotate.
Lu Chen raised his other hand and twisted his fingers like chess pieces, as if twisting two light spots with very different brightness. Perhaps because he was worried that Lin Zhengcheng could not see clearly, the faces of the two people appeared on Lu Chen's fingertips. They were the fish baskets tied to their waists.
Li Er, there is also a thin, dark-skinned straw-shoe boy, Chen Ping'an.
Lu Chen twirled out two more rays of light. They were the prince Gao Xuan of the Sui Dynasty and an old retainer. He put his fingers together and pushed them lightly. They seemed to walk backwards, walking further and further away from Li Er and Chen Ping'an.
, Lu Chen then gently put the light back, and suddenly it sped up, and the sky and the earth were like people running, speeding up the pace, day and night, the dim light spot symbolizing Chen Ping'an gradually brightened, and finally in an instant, the big
It shined brightly, and then it seemed to hit something, like a hammer hitting the sword embryo hard, and sparks splashed out.
But it ended up being a flash in the pan. After the vision ended, the light returned to darkness, gradually dissipating in all directions, and going to other people all over the town.
"Look, Li Er didn't bring it upon himself to be scolded by Old Man Yang."
"This is called doing bad things with good intentions."
"Actually, you are the same, don't you believe it? I have to give you an example. The snake gallstones you deliberately threw into the Longxu River that night were not of low quality. They were the ones you should have left for your son Lin Shouyi in the future.
A spiritual family background, right?"
"The result seems to be a big help. It can help the boy from Mud Bottle Lane and increase his harvest by 70 to 80%. But do you know that in fact, the snake gallstone that Ma Kuxuan casually obtained later was supposed to be used by Chen
Ping An put it in the basket? Lin Zhengcheng, do the math for yourself. Did Chen Ping An make a profit or a loss? Anyway, if you have to look at it, it must be a huge loss."
Lin Zhengcheng was unmoved and said, "I don't care about these twists and turns. Is Chen Ping'an the one causing you the most headaches now?"
Lu Chen did not deny the matter, nodded, but quickly asked with a smile: "Then if Pindao said more, Lin Shouyi lost an opportunity because of your father's partiality? For example, Pindao gave Xie
That spiritual thing should have fallen into Lin Shouyi's hands? Lin Shouyi even lost more blessings invisibly? There is a series of hass, and naturally there is a series of inconveniences. The gains and losses here cannot be ignored. Back then,
The poor man who set up a stall and told people's fortunes gave you hints."
Lin Zhengcheng's mood remained calm and he sneered, "It's your turn to take care of whether my son has any future or not? Your surname is Lin? It seems that there is no one named Lin Chen in our family tree."
Lu Chen choked for a moment and let the small world hang in the air, spinning on its own. He stretched out his hand to stir the sweet potatoes in the charcoal fire and lamented, "I'm so bored."
No wonder Cui Chan would choose this person to be the leader. His level is indeed not high, but he is a person with a rock-hard heart.
Moreover, what is this simple folk custom of the small town about? Each one spoke more poignantly than the other.
Lin Zhengcheng stood up, walked around the desk, sat by the fire pot, picked up a piece of roasted sweet potato, dusted it off, and started to nibble on it.
Lu Chen smiled and reminded: "Eat slowly, be careful not to burn it."
Lin Zhengcheng glanced at the small suspended world.
Some lights are almost motionless.
For example, there are Aunt Feng in the tallest restaurant in the town, Lu Wei, a monk from the Yin and Yang family, and an old coachman who came from the thunder department of the old heaven.
There are some light spots, as bright as the stars hanging high in the sky, which are Ruan Xiu and Li Liu.
There is also a sissy kiln worker similar to the reincarnation of the Rain God, Su Han.
And the girl Zhigui who escaped from the iron lock well.
To be continued...