"How many years have passed, Your Majesty finally remembered the place Kongmingfang, but you shouldn't come to Kongmingfang." Uncle Qian put his feet down from the table, and Chen Qingshan saw his face clearly, which was full of oil.
It's a different kind of sloppy.
"You shouldn't come, what do you mean?" Chen Qingshan asked.
Uncle Qian seemed unable to feel the scalding temperature of the tea in the cup. He raised the cup to his mouth, raised his head, and the tea rolled into his throat. The remaining tea leaves and wolfberry were chewed in Uncle Qian's mouth, not tight.
slow.
Finally, Uncle Qian swallowed and swallowed everything in his mouth.
"Don't you think this Kongmingfang is a little different from other places in Chang'an?" Uncle Qian asked.
Chen Qingshan thought for a while.
"It's indeed different. Compared with other places in Chang'an City, Kongmingfang is a bit deserted."
Uncle Qian laughed: "Then why do you think it is deserted?"
Chen Qingshan shook his head and said that he didn't know, but he still answered: "Is it possible that the Taoist priests here don't like the excitement?"
Uncle Qian sighed and said: "It's not that I don't like the excitement, it's just that if you stay in Kongmingfang for a long time, you will be unlucky."
"Unfortunately, you cultivators still believe this?" Chen Qingshan was curious.
"After all, you don't quite understand. It's just that the sky in Kongmingfang is different from the sky in Chang'an City." As he said that, Uncle Qian pointed his hand, and the wooden window suddenly opened.
Chen Qingshan looked out the window. The blue sky and white clouds were no different from other places in Chang'an.
Chen Qingshan wanted to ask something more, but Uncle Qian got a little annoyed and threw Chen Qingshan a key.
"Aren't you the Kongming Observer? The floor below belongs to you. You can do whatever you want. Also, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."
With that said, he pushed Chen Qingshan downstairs.
Chen Qingshan had no choice but to start cleaning the third floor. However, the table and bench were obviously no longer usable. Chen Qingshan planned to replace them with new ones tomorrow.
Chen Qingshan opened the window, intending to ventilate the room and change the smell in the room. In a daze, Chen Qingshan felt that the day was a little dark and a little depressing. When Chen Qingshan looked at it again, he felt that there was nothing strange about the day.
After cleaning the house, Chen Qingshan sat in the house for a while, went downstairs, and closed the door for Uncle Qian.
As soon as he arrived on the street, Chen Qingshan met a beautiful Taoist nun.
Wearing green silk and a jade bracelet on her wrist, she took the initiative to say hello to Chen Qingshan and asked him who he was and why he came to Kongmingfang. According to the Taoist nun, except for the days when there were people praying for sacrifices and blessings, Kongmingfang was a normal place.
Only Taoists can go in and out.
Instead of introducing himself, Chen Qingshan said that he was the new observer.
"Seeing Inspector Chen coming out of the building, he obviously saw the butcher," the Taoist nun said.
"Butcher?" Chen Qingshan asked, could it be that the Taoist nun was talking about, Uncle Qian? Looking at Uncle Qian's appearance, he really looked like a big and rough butcher who didn't stick to trivial details.
"Yes, that man surnamed Qian was a pig butcher in his early years. Later he became a Taoist and found out that his wife was having an affair with his apprentice. He used Taoism to transform the two of them into pigs, cut them alive one by one, and ate them in hot pot.
, I said so scared." The Taoist nun usually doesn't see many people in Kongmingfang, so she started chatting in front of Chen Qingshan.
"When I first came to Kongmingfang, it was fine. The man named Qian still interacted with people. In recent years, the man named Qian never went out again. He always said that there were evil things in Kongmingfang. But this
The peaceful city of Chang'an has undergone so many major repairs, so how can any evil thing escape their eyes?" the Taoist nun said again.
"Is it possible that Uncle Qian was so stimulated that he became a little crazy?" Chen Qingshan said.
"That must be the case." The Taoist nun nodded and chatted with Chen Qingshan.
The Taoist nun asked Chen Qingshan to call her Qing Shiniang, which is Qing Shiniang who sells steamed buns in Kongmingfang.
Qing Shiniang was chatting animatedly with Chen Qingshan, and she wanted to drag Chen Qingshan to her bun shop to eat buns.
A large steamer, with a large pot supported under the steamer, with water rolling in the pot and steam rising.
Qing Shiniang picked the two biggest ones for Chen Qingshan.
Chen Qingshan smelled the buns and felt that the smell was a bit strange, so he asked Qing Shiniang what the filling of the buns was.
Qing Shiniang hesitated and couldn't explain why. Finally, she said that she had a job in the Military and Horse Department. She was usually responsible for killing monsters. She felt that the monster's flesh and blood was a waste, so she took it back and made steamed buns.
It's just that people in Kongmingfang generally don't eat these steamed buns.
Chen Qingshan heard this, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Chen Qingshan finally understood why His Majesty the Holy Emperor said that the Taoist priests in Kongmingfang were all a bit confused and difficult to control.
Except for the little girl I met when I first entered Kongmingfang, both Uncle Qian and the seemingly normal Qing Shiniang are somewhat special.
They are special, their cultivation level is not low. Qing Shi Niang is in the fifth realm, and the Qian Butcher, Chen Qingshan doesn't see clearly, he only knows that he is better than Qing Shi Niang.
A young man of the same age as Chen Qingshan appeared. He was dressed like a Jianghu man and had a hideous scar on his face. Qing Shiniang's eyes lit up when she saw this person.
"Agou, come and eat steamed buns!"
The young man named Agou was not polite and trotted over.
"Hey, Shiniang, there's another mission from the Bingma Division? What's new? What level of monster is it?" Agou asked.
"Sijing is a turtle that hid in the canal and swallowed people. It was discovered by the military commander, so I took the people to kill it and brought back some flesh and blood. It's a great supplement." Qing Shiniang explained.
"Good stuff." Agou was not polite when he heard this. He opened the steamer himself, took the buns and started to bite them, one for each.
Billows of energy and blood spurted out from Ah Gou's body.
"This brother Agou doesn't seem to be a Taoist priest." Chen Qingshan looked at the buns in his hands and then at Agou.
"Agou is a martial artist who has reached the second level. His cultivation is no worse than that of Chen Kuanshi. He works as an errand in the camp. He is also a Tang warrior and a captain of ten." Qing Shiniang said proudly.
Agou laughed loudly and said that it was all Qing Shiniang's credit. After all, being a martial artist requires invigorating Qi and blood, and Qing Shiniang's steamed buns are the best Qi and blood tonic.
"You need to take more care of me in the future, Inspector Chen." After hearing Chen Qingshan's identity, Agou hooked up on Chen Qingshan's shoulders, showing no signs of unfamiliarity.
When Chen Qingshan saw Agou finishing the buns in the steamer, he handed the buns to Agou. Agou was not polite and finished two big buns in just a few bites.
Agou said that since Chen Qingshan is the observer of Kongmingfang, then Chen Qingshan is the biggest person in Kongmingfang, and everyone will be under the control of Chen Qingshan from now on.
"Oh? What does it mean to be under my control?" Chen Qingshan asked.
"If something happens to us, you have to be responsible for catching us." Agou replied.
Chen Qingshan had a bad feeling.
"Is it possible that you often get into trouble?"
Agou and Qing Shiniang were both silent for a long time.
"It's not a big deal. It's just that I usually beat someone in the military camp, and Shi Niang secretly killed some rare bird and animal from a high official's family." Agou touched his head and replied, feeling a little embarrassed.
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"Those monsters hurt people first. For the sake of officialdom, the people of the Military and Horse Department couldn't control them, so I took action. They hurt people, so they became the buns in my cage. I don't care which ones they are.
He is from the Marquis's family, and which Shangshu family he is from? Let's kill him." Qing Shiniang explained on the side.
This beautiful Taoist nun is still a principled person, but Chen Qingshan does not dislike such people, but rather likes them.
Although Chen Qingshan is only in the Second Realm, he is also a prince of the Tang Dynasty. He can take care of these things.
The three of them chatted happily, and before they knew it, it became dark. The fire in Qing Shiniang's stove was still burning brightly, and the firelight illuminated the entire bun shop.
Qing Shiniang said that there is another person worth noting in Kongmingfang. That person is called Hei Lin. He looks like an old man. He is the guardian dragon elephant of Longhu Mountain. However, because of his love for alchemy, the furnace exploded and almost destroyed the main peak of Longhu Mountain.
It collapsed just in time for the construction of Kongmingfang, so Longhu Mountain was placed in Chang'an. It is said that Longhu Mountain is the facade of Chang'an City.
"That old monster with black scales usually hides in the house and makes elixirs. If you don't disturb him, he won't pay attention to you. Just don't worry." Qing Shiniang smoothed her hair and said to Chen Qingshan.
Chen Qingshan thanked the two of them and left.
Encountering the little girl cleaning the street, Chen Qingshan curiously asked her name, and the girl said her name was Xiaoxue.
Chen Qingshan also introduced himself to him.
"My name is Chen Qingshan. I will stay here at Kongmingfang from now on. If anything happens, you can come and find me."
"Xiaoxue understands, thank you, Brother Qingshan." Xiaoxue hugged a broom that was the same height as her and watched Chen Qingshan leave Kongmingfang.
The sky in Kongmingfang is a little dark, not the darkness after nightfall, but a mysterious black color. Even the hanging clouds are also mysterious black.
Chen Qingshan was walking on the street, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going. The streets in Chang'an City were very large, so it was possible for vehicles and horses to go there without feeling crowded.
The street is full of lights, with tourists, drinkers, and diners walking back and forth. A driver drives a donkey cart and comes out of the restaurant. There are several large barrels on the cart. In the barrels are the leftover food, swill and other things left by the guests.
The car was not fast, but it bumped for no reason when it passed by Chen Qingshan. I hope Chen Qingshan had some of it sprinkled on him.
Somewhat unpleasant.
When the coachman saw the official robe on Chen Qingshan, his expression changed drastically and he almost knelt down. Fortunately, Chen Qingshan had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold him up. Chen Qingshan couldn't bear this big gift.
"The villain was blind and bumped into you. Please spare my life! Please spare my life!" The coachman was a middle-aged man, just as old as he was and younger than him.
"It's okay, uncle, you don't have to worry about it." Chen Qingshan comforted him repeatedly, thinking that if his father were still alive, he would probably be at this age.
The driver thanked him repeatedly and bowed deeply before leaving in the donkey cart.
Chen Qingshan stretched out his hand to clean the dirt on his body. Although there was some smell, he didn't care much. He was thinking that with his own skills, he should not have noticed the bumpy donkey cart and the dirt spilled out.
Chen Qingshan shook his head and didn't quite understand. After smelling his sleeves and making sure that the smell was not too strong and acceptable, he returned to Fengshan Courtyard.
Under the peach tree outside the courtyard, Dao Shisan was sitting drinking, while Jiuxian was in seclusion. Dao Shisan, who had returned to Chang'an with Chen Qingshan, occupied Jiuxian's position.
"Qingshan is back." At this time, Anan and Mrs. Taohua had prepared the meal and were carrying it out.
Seeing Chen Qingshan come back, Dao Shisan stared at his back for a long time.