Song Jixin stood for a while, then turned around and left silently. As he said himself, the two peers who had been neighbors in Mubo Alley for many years did not actually have much to talk about. They had disliked each other since they were children and had never been together.
Man. It's just that neither of them thought that there was once only a courtyard wall between them, an "illegitimate son of an inspector" who endorsed loudly, and a kiln worker's apprentice who pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the sound of reading. Earlier, one was
A young man with no worries about food and clothing, with maids around to take care of the housework, and a mud-legged man with straw sandals who is often hungry and occasionally helps carry water, will become a powerful vassal king of Haoran's second dynasty, and a hidden official of the Great Sword Qi Wall.
grown ups.
Song Jixin couldn't help but look up at the sky. He wondered if the sunshine and moonlight that once shone on Mud Bottle Lane would make him feel that his journey to this world was worthwhile.
Song Jixin walked slowly and said goodbye to Chen Pingan without saying goodbye. Originally, he was like a barnyard grass growing in a rice field. Passers-by would not take a second look at it, but because of their relationship as neighbors, they had been dealing with each other for about ten years.
, All his childhood and youth were spent on that house and that narrow alley. Song Jixin was really tired of looking at it. To this day, as things have come to this day, he has gradually become aware of the grass in the grass since he was a child.
What does it have to do with him?
Unexpectedly, after Chen Pingan stood up with a long bow, he called out to Song Jixin. Song Jixin turned around and asked, "Is something wrong?"
Chen Ping'an walked to him and said, "Is there any room for pilgrims to stay at Dadu Temple? If so, please help me get one."
Go on your own and hurry up. Jiang Shangzhen's Yunzhou ferry will probably not arrive at the Xianjia Ferry, Chunfeng Ferry, near the capital of Dali until noon tomorrow at the earliest.
Song Jixin nodded and said: "For the sake of a brand-new booklet in the old Longcheng lord's residence, I will help you open this door."
The battlefield of Old Dragon City once suffered a heavy casualty due to a group of weird monster monks. The Secretary General of the Great Li Domain went through countless secret archives of the Great Li, but failed to find out the opponent's roots. Finally, with the help of a book
The identity of the 'Nightmare' and the 'Face Stealer' were quickly discovered in the booklet without recording the source, which was able to turn the tide of the war. Otherwise, the battle damage to the Dali monks would have been great. Later, the lord Song Mu of the feudal lord passed down the booklet.
, Thousands of copies were printed in Laolongcheng on the same day, and they were widely circulated. Almost every monk on the mountain who participated in the war in Laolongcheng had a copy.
Later, with the help of this booklet, which detailedly recorded more than a hundred kinds of monsters and monks from the side sect, various continents found many cunning monsters hiding in the mountains and markets. This unnamed book was praised by later generations of monks as "Soushanlu"
, compared with the earlier "Soushan Tu", of course it is still not comparable, but it can fill in the gaps for the latter.
Chen Ping'an just pretended that he didn't know what the book was.
Song Jixin looked at this expressionless former neighbor, probably because his appearance looked too much like his childhood, so he couldn't help but get angry, and habitually insisted on saying a few more words, and said with a smile:
"It seems that every time I chat with you, my face is so expressionless, with dead fish eyes, stuffy gourd, and I can't beat you with a few sticks..."
Perhaps sensing the limit of the other party's patience, Song Jixin changed his subject, smiled a little more sincerely, and said: "But you are lucky. According to the old people in the nearby alleys, your temperament is like your father's, and your appearance is like your mother's."
.Also, regarding the matter of Songshan God in Luolu Mountain, before the mountain god's temple was relocated, Weishan Jun never made it difficult for him. In the end, he gave Qidun Mountain this geomantic treasure land and asked Songshan God to rebuild the temple. Just treat it as if I owe you again.
It's a favor. As for whether Chen Ping'an recognizes it and whether he wants to ask for it in the future, it's all your business. Anyway, Song Mu appreciates it."
Chen Ping'an said: "If I had learned how to behave earlier, I wouldn't have been beaten."
Song Jixin subconsciously stretched out his hand and rubbed his neck, "Don't say it so lightly, I almost strangled you to death, okay? I did not do it honestly in that matter, and I would like to apologize to you now."
I know you are the most vindictive person, so we have agreed that we will settle this old debt."
Song Jixin once made up a random Feng Shui theory and tricked Chen Pingan into working as an apprentice in a dragon kiln to make a living, causing Chen Pingan to break an oath. Then after letting Chen Pingan know the truth, he almost strangled Song Jixin to death in Mud Bottle Alley.
, a dark-skinned and lean young man, with a body as thin as a bamboo pole, but surprisingly strong, pampered and pampered like a noble son, Song Jixin went through hell. After that, he was actually unhappy for many years. But looking back,
, even if Chen Ping'an was determined to kill him back then, he would definitely not die, because the dead soldier of the Dali spy who was responsible for keeping an eye on the Mud Bottle Lane was actually secretly watching that scene. In the powerful country of Dali,
Before the water rose, before the emperor's uncle Song Changjing took him to the covered bridge to offer incense, in the early years the genealogy of the clan was first changed from "Song He" to "Song Mu", and then the name of Song Jixin was erased.
It is absolutely impossible to die.
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "You and I have no vengeance to begin with. It would be best if we clear things up."
Song Jixin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then how do you and Dali settle?"
Chen Pingan said: "There are gods three feet above your head, and every step under your feet is in order."
Song Jixin laughed it off and took Chen Ping'an to find the Miao Zhu and told him about his friend on the mountain who planned to stay for a night. Of course Miao Zhu did not dare to say no to a vassal king. The pilgrim's house in the temple
No matter how tight the house is, if you think of ways, you can still free up a few rooms.
Today's Jidu Miao Zhu is a Qi practitioner who studied in the Cliff Academy of Da Li in his early years. He is a hundred years old and still in good spirits. A monk in the Longmen Realm, he is considered to be the earliest group of scholars studying in the Cliff Academy of Da Li. The old man is not Da Li.
Ren family, so he took the initiative to study in Dali back then, which made him very unique. During those years, Northern Dali was still a recognized barbarian land in the continent, and the local literary giants of the Dali Dynasty were at that time
He was famously modest, and was proud to be able to sing poems with scholars from the Lu Dynasty and the Great Sui Dynasty. He wrote many letters but received very few replies. Even though he had the embroidered tiger Cui Cheng in his own family, and the head of the academy Qi Jingchun, he still did not want to be with him.
How to deal with the two people in this article? There were many widely praised sayings among the literary circles at that time. For example, the sunset scene of Lushi Mountain and River was the best in the north of the continent. The half moon of the Great Sui Dynasty was even better than the full moon of the Great Li Dynasty.
…
Fortunately, the hoofbeats of the horses of the Great Li Iron Cavalry were loud. These literate sayings were that the wind and sand at the border were strong, and the horses' hoofs stepped on them, and the wind blew them away.
After getting the exact answer from the temple, Song Jixin turned to look at Chen Ping'an, and asked with a smile: "Then I won't care about you? If you really need something, tell me now, and then I want to go to the Dufan Mansion to find someone.
, you have to follow the rules on the mountain. How about it, is there anything else you want to talk about?"
Chen Ping'an first bowed to the temple blessing to express his gratitude, and smiled at Song Jixin, "Since you talked a lot about Mud Bottle Alley, I have nothing to talk about with you."
Song Jixin didn't mind whether there would be loss of face if an outsider was present, and joked with Chen Ping'an: "A few night banquets have greatly damaged my personal wallet. So you will give me a gift at that celebration."
I won’t go.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you can't come. I can't miss the gift of accompanying you to the feudal lord's residence."
Song Jixin shook his head, "I'm still obsessed with money."
Chen Ping'an said: "You, a person who makes a clang in your pocket, can't talk about this kind of thing to me."
Miao Zhu was greatly shocked. He really didn't know who this unfamiliar-looking swordsman in blue was. He was lucky enough to be so familiar with the vassal king Song Mu. It sounded like he was not an ordinary Wuji. Could it be Li?
A certain "fellow fellow" over at Zhudongtian? For example, Jidu's first temple blessing, Lin Shouyi, had a personal friendship with the vassal king as classmates. They talked and chatted without being too official. It's just that Lin Miaozhu spoke, and he didn't talk anymore.
Taboo, still not as casual as the man in front of me.
Song Mu came to Dadu Temple to burn incense only a handful of times, not once in three years. Every time, he liked to visit privately incognito and did not like to make a show. In the entire Aquarius Continent, the vassal king who was under one person and outnumbered ten thousand people, unexpectedly showed up today
It is even more unprecedented to help people ask for a house in person.
Nowadays, the situation in the Dali Temple is delicate. His Majesty the Emperor's many measures are very popular in the mountains and down the mountains. The vassal courts of various countries who are busy revising official histories all praise him as the emperor of the ages. But in fact, everyone knows it well. He is always on the battlefield.
The relationship between the first-line vassal king Song Mu and the immortal master on the mountain is even better, especially the relationship between Song Mu and the Great Li cavalry.
There is also a rumor that Emperor Song He is a disciple of Xiuhu Cui Chan, and the vassal king Song Mu is a student of Qi Jingchun. However, the behavior style of these two brothers seems to be exactly the opposite of the two gentlemen. Emperor Song He let
Across the country, mountains and rivers are like a spring breeze. The vassal king Song Mu is decisive in the war. After sitting in the capital for many years, he is still iron-fisted and resolute. The king of Zhongyue Mountain, Jin Qing, once violated a taboo. It was just an order from the vassal residence, and a big mountain was killed.
You personally came to the temple to apologize, so much so that there was a saying that "mountains and waters bow their heads".
Miao Zhu didn't dare to stay long, so he told the house address, gave him a key, and left.
Song Jixin said: "Let's go."
I don't expect Chen Ping'an to send him all the way.
Unexpectedly, Chen Pingan said: "Send you to the door."
Song Jixin looked flattered, "The sun is rising in the west?"
Chen Pingan said: "For the sake of you not disappointing Mr. Qi."
Song Jixin rolled his eyes and said, "No, I'll forgive you."
But Chen Ping'an said angrily: "If I don't send it, you can't ask for it. If I want to send it, I can't stop it."
Song Jixin shook his sleeves, and finally put his hands around them, looking at this guy with a smile, "It's not like you to be so sharp."
Chen Pingan reached around his back and took off the long sword he was carrying.
Song Jixin was shocked, and he yelled: "What the hell are you going to do? Chen Ping'an, if you want to fight, don't bully others."
Chen Pingan glanced sideways at the King of the Great Li Domain. He held the sword in his hand and hung it on his waist. He hesitated slightly and did not hang it on the left side. He changed the position to the right side.
This seemingly superfluous action made Song Jixin's eyelids tremble. Damn it, Chen Pingan was a left-hander that was not easy to notice! Many times in those days, for example, when Chen Pingan was sitting at the door pulling blanks with both hands, even Song Jixin
Everyone will forget about it.
Chen Ping'an said: "Ma Kuxuan is still at the Dadu River. I'll go find him. I can't do anything wrong with you."
Song Jixin immediately took out a golden messenger talisman from his sleeve and said with a smile: "Then you two have a good chat and reminisce about the past. Don't worry, I'm here to accompany you and I will never interfere with your discussion."
Chen Ping'an said: "Don't be nervous, I'm just saying hello, I can't start a fight. You don't need to deliberately remind the Taoist immortal on the top of the city."
Song Jixin frowned and said: "You are watching the mountains and rivers in the palm of your hand, have you listened to all our words?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I saw it but didn't listen. The vassal king has a lot of face."
Song Jixin regained his smile and put away the talisman.
To be continued...