"There are big trees in the mountains that can speak, and it is called Yunyang."

Holding the bamboo pen in his hand, Wei Ye made a little new nine-turn spiritual sand ink in the ink cartridge, and wrote a line of small words. As soon as he finished writing, the handwriting turned into a little cloud pattern and was buried in the sword body of Tao Qianjin.

With just a pause, his bamboo pen fell down and wrote a new line of words:

"On the day of Chen, it is called the Rain Master, it is the dragon; on the day of Chen, it is called the Hebo, it is the fish; on the day of the Intestine, it is the crab."

But just as I had just written this line of words, the spiritual energy on the Nine-Turn Spirit Sand turned into a flash of fire, swallowing all the cloud patterns transformed from the words on the sword, dissipating without a trace. Only the magician who was holding the pen frowned bitterly, and looked like he ate an apple and ate half a bug with his face.

"Sure enough, it is still too difficult to create all the real names of demon spirits on Tao Qianjin and refine the ghost-making technique to make the fundamental prohibition on this sword."

Pressing the bamboo slip version of "Bai Ze Jing Wei" on his face, Wei Ye sighed in a tone like "I feel so tired, I feel I won't love you anymore."

"This kind of mood is like a Yamaguchi Yama player who has been brushing a dungeon for twelve hours but has a dark face, not even a single piece of equipment used."

Holding a stack of bamboo slips about the real name of the monster, Sima Ling piled the bamboo slips onto the small table in front of Wei Ye in half sympathy and half watching. The bamboo slips piled up more than two feet high could not hold on to the weight of the newly added dozens of bamboo slips. With a clamor, a certain unemployed folklorist and his magic sword Tao Qianjin buried alive together.

Rather than saying it is a magic sword, it is better to say it is a waste sword body. According to the original idea of ​​the master who sacrificed this sword, it is based on the Kan Li Gua Talisman on the back of the yin and yang, and the most common method of gathering water in the Taoist sect is used on the yin side to apply the Kan Water True Art of the Water, which is used to produce Yi Wood, which nourishes the vitality of the wood spirit in the sword. The Yang side is guided by the Shaoyang Fire Art, which uses Yi Wood to stimulate the power of Bing Fire. According to the idea that the two lines of water and fire use wood to generate each other is also considered

The Taoist sect's method of sacrificing magic weapons is just that the Tao Mun who refines the sword is the remains of a demon immortal tempered by the thunder tribulation. Not only is the wood core as hard as steel, but it is also as heavy as a stone. After being sacrificed by the Kan Water True Art, it is also nourished by water vapor and began to breathe it on its own. The water flow encourages the wood flow to grow, but it is still a trivial matter to be restrained by the Kan Water True Art. The weight of the sword is turned over again and it is really a headache.

A certain magician is not proficient in specialized techniques such as sacrificial arts that require high attainments in Taoism. That is, based on the idea of ​​treating the head with headaches and feet with pain, he wanted to use the name-making technique to use the Kanshui True Art and replace it with the Kanshui True Art.

But if you really want to use the name-making technique to replace the Kanshui True Art, you have to write the real names of hundreds of kinds of mountain essence and water monsters on a sword. Although the legendary Huangdi Xuanyuan picked up the bronze from Shouyang Mountain as a sword, and listed the texts of the sun, moon, stars, shapes of mountains, rivers, plants, farming, animal husbandry, and unified techniques on the sword, it is obvious that a half-bottle of Narcissus magician has never learned the micro-carving technique, and such high-end and fashionable tricks cannot be played at all.

Climbing out of the pile of bamboo slips, Wei Ye picked up the scabbard with lightweight spell, put away the heavy sword that was not as good as the standard in weight, and said listlessly: "I'll go out and take a walk."

"Remember to come back and practice swords. Uncle, since you have bought a good sword, you must learn swordsmanship seriously."

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Wei Ye did not tie the cheating Tao Qianjin to his belt, but just held the sword in his left hand and went out. Although the Northern Lieutenant of Luoyang was still under the leadership of Luoyang Cheng, the famous Guanghe crackdown campaign in history, which was known as "If you catch a prisoner, you will use a five-color stick to kill him." After all, it was not a good time for cruel officials to play "all those who carry swords will throw them into the cave and wait for death." Recently, there are small-scale fights in Luoyang City almost every day. Perhaps it was because Qiu Ba of the Emperor Xiyuan Army and the officials of the Northern Lieutenant Office were disliked by each other, and they used swords to communicate with each other. Or it was also possible that the officials of the Northern Lieutenant under the Northern Lieutenant with red cloth strips on his arms, and the semi-armed personnel of the "urban management" were abbreviated as "urban management", preached to the Taiping Taoist disciples who sent Fu Shui to find fault in the name of "illegal occupation of roads, markets, and public places for missionary missions".

Of course, Luoyang is the best area under the feet of the emperor. It is still impossible to do something that is not much different from treason in the street. However, Lao Guang, the old man and the brothers, and even the oil pans of the Tianjin Qing Gang, were particularly popular after thousands of years. For a time, it was difficult for those who were watching Wei Ye to understand that these guys who had already been involved in the government army, the yamen and the emerging sects that seem to be legal at present, understand that their identities on this land are not gangsters who are not technically gangsters?

While he was thinking with such a sarcastic and smiling face, he did not notice that the pedestrians on the street avoided him in fear. Occasionally, one or two old men whispered to their children and grandchildren: "The green belt tied their sleeves, half-bearded, and went out with swords, and did not know how to give in. Such people are like rogues who are not good at learning. Don't learn from him in the future."

Brother Wei, the newly released rogue Ranger, didn't know that, just wandered around the streets, his reputation was lower than those guys he laughed at.

To be honest, today, there are a lot more people facing south from Jinshikou than before. Not only did the merchants in Luoyang City look like they opened the door to welcome guests, but the fishermen and woodcutters on the farms in the capital also led donkeys and trailers into the city to do some small business. They have to eat for one day and wear for two days. The nobles have to sink plums and melons and fresh steaks in the middle of summer. The rich have to burn their charcoal and snuggle up the beast stove after making a few cents. Kong Yiji has to stand by the counter and call a bowl of yellow wine and a few fennel beans. Yang Bailao has owed a lot of usury and still doesn’t forget to pull a red rope for his daughter on the eve of New Year’s Eve. Don’t talk about him. The ordinary people on this land are still willing to suck a little sweetness from the bitterness of life and are willing to fight for the encouragement brought by this sweetness for life.

At this time, the ideal sages of the Han Confucians ruled the world, probably such a noble person was content to enjoy the production of the fief and the common people were willing to use sunflower soup to soak wheat rice to fill their stomachs. It was amazing to add half a spoonful of chen sauce to the sunflower soup. Of course, when today, when Zi set an example to merge land and take the example of family members, the common people of the Han Empire did not live a very good life. Not to mention wheat rice, chen sauce, or okra vegetable soup, many people can't eat it now.

Speaking of okra, Wei Ye is known as the "master of 100 vegetables" but can only be used to pickle pickles. The traditional vegetables that stew soup are really not very cold. Compared to the smooth and slightly astringent taste, Wei Ye also attaches more importance to it to clear heat and remove dryness, and can add it to external elixir bait to harmonize the properties of fire poison. Moreover, it is not the season for okra to be launched. However, some farmers take advantage of the rain this spring and the wild vegetables are lush, so they pick shepherd's purse and bitter vegetables into baskets, so that the elderly at home can get it to the market.

Sell. The old man in the white-shou led a donkey and the yellow-haired boy carried a basket. He stood honestly in the inconspicuous corner of the market, without shouting, and just showed the baskets of spring vegetables to the people passing by. If someone liked it, one or two big money could be exchanged for half a basket of fresh shepherd's purse, and then bought a fat carp that had just come out of Luoshui, and went back to ask the family to clean up. He drank a cup of village wine in the warmer wind and safely ate the mid-spring scene of the emperor's feet. He would be drunk without getting drunk.

As for the great ministers and the shepherd's purse and fish soup, such as the seasonal dishes as shepherd's purse and fish soup, were just decorations. However, the other things attracted their attention. Zhang Rang Zhang Changshi's mansion, who was in charge of the eunuch in the palace, had a blooming apricot blossom in Zhang Changshi's mansion. It is said that the flower hall is hidden, which is three more gorgeous than the famous Apricot Hall among the forbidden. For a post about Zhang Changshi's recruitment, several noble officials have already paid high prices. During the period, the tense and dangerous situation was inexplicably so that they almost didn't make the dog's brain. The reason is that Zhang Changshi was called "Afu" by the emperor himself, and the first big dice chant who sold official positions and titles in the four gardens of the emperor. Whether it was to go further in the official career or to plan to go to the chief of a large prefecture to protect his family's wealth, it was absolutely right to ask Zhang Changshi's subordinates.

Even the miscellaneous assistant officials who are not qualified to submit posts in front of the Zhang Mansion will take advantage of this early spring to move around. In a few days, even the best days of recuperation in the water, the cold yamen, even the poorest cold yamen, would send a sum of money and grain from the public to prepare wine and buy sacrificial meat. If the miscellaneous assistant officials want to wear clean clothes and wear toilets in such a day, they will inevitably go to the upper peak to prepare meals and serve uncles and aunts.

But it is unknown what kind of mood the Shangguans felt when they saw the "bride" with a hair as snow as snow and a beard as silver as smiled and presented the gift with a pleat.

For example, the man selling fish in the street corner was a little helpless with the old man in black with white beard in front of him. He was obviously very old and had to wear a gangster of Jinxian, a man who was not a civil servant. The court clothes and robe were also cheap silks mixed with silk and ramie and dyed black. It was simply the best example of being heavy and not floating in the officialdom. However, people were not convinced of their old age, and they rolled up their sleeves and pinched a crucian carp that weighed about pounds, and bargained there with politeness:

"I have been running in the capital for thirty years and know the best about this episode. However, the spring fish is not hidden at the bottom of the water, and it is most likely to be caught online. In previous years, each kilogram of crucian carp was only priced at seven cents. You are lazy, but you have opened a sky-high price of thirteen cents. Could it be that I think my capital is not careful, and I am not in a relationship with the serious market clerical officer Feng Junmo? Why don't you cut the price of 5 cents by yourself? Be careful that I will call him and copy your car of fresh fish, but I am wrongly accused me of not teaching you and killed me!"

As an official, he became a clerk who was a subordinate of the Jingzhao Yinya. He was acquaintance of the city who could not get the official rank and threatened the fish dealer to bargain such a rude thing. This was no longer a taunt. He simply ignored the face of the civil servant class. Even a fish seller, he could only whisper in a low voice when he saw such a shameless official:

"Old official, there are not many people going down the river this year, and it is not easy to find helpers. Naturally, there are not many fishing catches. We have no way to get the price..."

Listening to the fishmonger's complaints, he looked at the miscellaneous official who was really a shabby old man, and after a while, he said: "The epidemic in Guanghe has passed in the second year, even if the earthquake in the capital has opened a warehouse to provide relief, there should be no disaster for the people. Don't say these words casually, and I will pretend that I have never heard of them."

As he said that, he took out some copper coins from his sleeve and said with great speed: "However, this crucian carp weighing three taels per pound is still priced at the price previously agreed. This is a big 10 cents of money, and you don't need to find it. I will go there and give it away!"

His words were like a bean, and his steps were not slow. He just turned his direction and just hit a tall man, and he almost fell due to the reaction force. The person who was hit was still moving fast and he helped him first: "Old Wang, what are you going to do when you walk so fast?"

For a few cents, Mr. Wang, who treated the officials as a toilet dump that he would lose after using them, was determined to be honest, but saw the man in front of him wearing a blue shirt that was often dressed in a scribe. The short beard on his jaw and the big sleeve that was half-tied on his elbow were all very eye-catching. He couldn't help but spat: "I'm who it is? It turns out that it is Wei Sanlang who is running in Shizhonglu. If you, a half-bucket of water, don't go to the ground of the capital to collect monsters and monsters and earn some daily use, what are you going to block the old man's way?"

Wei Ye also smiled lightly, glanced at the direction of the imperial city, and replied with a low smile: "There were green snakes in Jianning on the throne in the second year of Jianning. In the first year of Guanghe, the sky fell into the Wende Hall where the emperor lived, and turned into black air for more than ten feet like a dragon. "The Prophecy of Spring and Autumn" says, "The sky threw into the brightness, the world was resentful, and the sea was in chaos." Cai Yong and Cai Zhonglang knocked on the palace and wrote a letter to point out that all the strangers were the monsters that destroyed the country. Unfortunately, the largest customers in the Han Dynasty were unwilling to take care of our business. Those ordinary transactions were the same as those profits or not."

He spoke easily, but the shriveled old official in front of him was so anxious that he wanted to tear the bold clerk's mouth: "Wei Shengwen, why don't you silence me? The black-skinned dogs who played five-color sticks at the Northern Army were hearing it, it was not fun!"

"Isn't it a play? What does the group of people in the Northern Quarter's Office mean? You, Mr. Wang, don't know. If it weren't for the Luoyang Chief, who should be in charge of his superiors, the surname Cao, the name Mengde, wouldn't those black-skinned dogs have so much spirit to support this person in Luoyang? The old eunuchs who were under the ban had long been kicked out of the capital to make the Dunqiu Order." With some official relationship, Wei Ye was not too afraid of his colleagues under the Northern Quarter, but instead contemptted him more. Despite this, he still lowered his voice again: "I chose the future King of Wei to play the trick of "Fulong Court" and it was really a pity that these people could think of it. Could it be like Meng Degong, and he had any preference for immoral games like "Your wife, please don't worry about it?"

Although he had many opinions on the subordinates of the Northern Quarter, Mr. Wang did not have the courage of Wei Ye as a wise man. What's more, although the Northern Quarter is now in the name of a servant, he is more like a vibrant civil organization with urban management and the functions of an Jinyiwei. According to Wei Ye's intention, those under the Northern Quarter who really control these things do not need to be followed by Guo Jie. Ju Meng and others have been on the Taoist wise men in "Records of the Grand Historian". It is very appropriate to directly be given the title of "Godfather in Black".

An acquaintance who participated in the crash course training for the Star Adventures' survival guide at the end of the Han Dynasty and talked about these topics of violation of the current ban. Wei Ye held a sword in his left hand and walked side by side with Mr. Wang.

Speaking of the adventurers in the astral world, there are not many strangers like Mr. Wang who are purely enjoying experiencing different lives. Including this old body, he was a spy chief who was specially hunted by the Supervision Bureau of a certain country before. He was a general who was not outstanding in the late Ming Dynasty. The old minister of the hidden residence who was used by the emperor in the Song Dynasty was also accidentally captured and sold to a foreign country. He also failed in the political struggle and became a subordinate. Sometimes he became an official and sometimes a thief. When he entered the hall, he was purplish on the top of the palace, and when he retreated, he spent the rest of his life under the bridge. If someone had the time to count the rich and time-space experience of this old qualification adventurer in the astral world, he would have produced a set of "The History of Wang Qi Nian" that included all the aristocratic families.

The experience of the old seniors is always useful. If you have an old family, you will have a treasure. Although you are not sure what this senior who is almost in the form of "reincarnation" is like, the deep connections accumulated by such a rich adventure experience and the adventurer are enough to make Wei Ye respect him.

However, this respect fell on a shabby old man who was not willing to cause trouble, which made people feel a little frustrated. Although I have heard that Lao Wang’s personality is different every time he reincarnated, the changes in this are still too great.

At present, Lao Wang looked like an old man with a broken mouth and exhorted earnestly: "Wei Sanlang, you are a master of talent and a great hiding in the dynasty. Why is your temperament like Kong Rong and Ni Heng's angry young man? You are not together with those who are not together. You have neither their power nor the ability to be a million soldiers with one sword. I have been in the officialdom of all dynasties many times, and there are too many examples of disasters coming from your mouth."

"In this way, I still practice my skills diligently, so that Wei can speak without any scruples and be much happier."

There was a lot of difference in fundamental views, and when chatting, I was just talking to each other, but Old Man Wang also enjoyed this unruly nonsense and shook his head with a smile.

A small official in Shizhong Temple and a small official in Luoyang City are both small characters that are not very standard, and no one cares about what these two guys are talking about. Even if these two guys talk about it, it is not his turn to say it. Compared with these two guys, the man who rushed from the Ma City has a greater influence than the marginal guys in the system of these two big guys.

"Those who occupy the road should close the stalls quickly! The urban management staff from the Northern Quarter has come out!"

It was really shocking to say that one word was shocking, and the capital was turbulent. Only this voice was like a hurricane. The ones carrying loads, pulling carts, carrying baskets in their hands, and carrying bamboo baskets on their shoulders, all turned around. Except for the sorghum flower heads that went back one after another, they were all ready to turn strategically into a large marching army. However, how could a person run over the four-legged animal without waiting for the steps of others, several cavalry rushed around. The leader of the knight wore the military crown commonly used by the school officials, hung a knife on his waist, and shouted: "The Northern lieutenant will handle official duties, and all idle people will retreat, and don't complain about the injury!"

He pulled Lao Wang's head and hid under the eaves of a family next to the road. Wei Ye glanced at the group of knights' five-color sticks hanging on the edge of the saddle. The thicker one end of the stick was covered with iron, and he also circled nails densely. It was no longer considered a torture instrument for torture prisoners in the yamen. He just went on the way of mace. He took out this kind of weapon and said that the cruel officials of the Northern Army were not going to play in the gang of gangs. Who believed it?

Looking at the direction the knights were heading for meaningfully, Wei Ye smiled slightly and looked at the old official Wang and said, "Old Wang, do you want to go with Xiaosheng to have a fun time?"
Chapter completed!