Chapter seven hundred and seventy second sword flying
Chen Ping'an found a lively inn to stay, but he still needed to use the gold and silver to pay the bill. The three of them stayed for three days, and the total amount was twenty-two eight cents. The shopkeeper took out a scale and used small scissors to cut the silver pieces deftly.
When Chen Pingan saw this thing, he remembered for no reason the equipment in Yang's shop in the early years. In addition to cutting silver pieces when buying and selling, they also specialized in weighing certain high-priced rare herbs. Therefore, every time Chen Pingan saw it when he was a child,
If the store clerk is willing to mobilize people to take out this thing to weigh a certain herbal medicine, then the child who is carrying a large basket and standing under the high counter will purse his lips tightly, hold the ropes on his shoulders with both hands, and his eyes will be particularly bright.
, I just feel that most of the hard work, wind, sun, rain, etc. are nothing.
His thoughts were racing and he couldn't hold back, because the weight in front of him was a weighing instrument. Chen Pingan thought about the time scale and the weights and measures in the world now. Naturally, he remembered what Song Jixin mentioned in the Dadu Temple.
Dial the Dragon Qi Practitioner across the river. Because the scales on the inn counter, the scale pan, the ebony pole, and several small white copper weights were obviously common objects from the mountain, so Chen Pingan took a glance and found that they were the same as those in the entry city books.
, they were not real objects, so he didn’t look at them or think about them any more.
Pei Qian had a set of scales herself, and two of them had the words "never lose money" and "only make money" engraved on them, so now it was as if they were related to each other, like meeting old acquaintances in a foreign country, and they were naturally close to each other.
, Pei Qian was more attentive than Chen Pingan, and when she looked carefully, she suddenly whispered to Chen Pingan: "Master, this set of scales uses horn poles, which ordinary people cannot afford."
Chen Ping'an laughed in his heart and said: "Most of it is an item from a wealthy family that has fallen into ruin and is now living in the market. Unfortunately, no matter how valuable the material is, this item is still a virtual thing and we can't take it away."
Pei Qian nodded, thought for a while, and then asked: "There is a line of small words on the scale beam, 'Shanyang is generous, Neiku is respectfully made.' Master, is there anything to say here?"
Chen Pingan shook his head, "I don't know, but since it was made in the inner treasury, it must be a palace object. I just don't know the specific dynasty."
Pei Qian asked: "Master, after we settle down at the inn, I will go to the Fuzhi Bookstore alone to find out what 'Shanyang Dafang' is?"
Chen Pingan laughed dumbly. The world's knowledge is so complex. There is really no limit to the learning sea. However, Pei Qian is willing to explore. Of course Chen Pingan will not refuse her eagerness to learn and seek knowledge. He nodded and said: "Okay."
He asked for two rooms at the inn, and Chen Pingan stayed alone. After sitting down in the room, he opened the cotton package and spread it on the table. Pei Qian came here to say goodbye to his master, then left the inn alone and ran to Toutucheng Bookstore.
, to check the origin of the strange inscription "山阳大方", Xiao Mili ran into the house and put her beloved green bamboo stick on the table. She stood on the bench next to Chen Pingan, accompanying Hao Renshan
The Lord looked at the treasures that he had picked up together. The little girl was a little greedy and asked if she could play with them. Chen Ping'an was flipping through the booklet given by the bearded guest, and nodded with a smile. He handled the millet grains with care, and the scroll,
The paperweight was not even interested, but she finally began to admire the narcissus basin that she had noticed early on. She raised her hands high in the air and was filled with admiration. She even rubbed her face against the slightly cold porcelain basin, which was so cool.
Chen Ping'an opened a page of the booklet and said with a smile: "I'll give it to you if you like it. But I've agreed in advance that the small basin is fake and you can't take it with you. You can only stay on the ferry for a few days and play around. Don't do anything else then.
sad."
This porcelain basin has a good origin. In the brochure presented by the bearded guest, it is praised as a narcissus monastery cave. The bottom is "Eight Hundred Water Origins". It is somewhat "relative" to the small gilt water vat and can be regarded as a monastery.
The natural water palace is similar to the water palace and dragon boat that Liu Chongrun secretly salvaged in Zhuchai Island in his early years with the help of Zhu Lian and others. Unfortunately, the Narcissus Basin is also an illusion refined by the immortal master.
Xiaomi Li held the narcissus basin, shook his head vigorously and said: "I just like it, so I have to look at it more. Even if the little basin is real, I don't want it, otherwise I will take it to Luolu Mountain and spend every day
I'm worried about being attacked by robbers, which will delay my mountain patrol."
Chen Pingan read the booklet several times, but it didn't contain much and he had nothing to do.
According to the many detailed records about these objects in the booklet, not only the narcissus basin, but also the bundle of dead plum blossom branches, as well as the "Uncle Ye" ebony paperweight, as well as the weird moon-catching flower pot and the "dressing" scroll, are just chance clues.
One of the links, just as a bridge connecting the other two things, the baggage house of the bearded guest Zhang San actually only has an ancient "Yunmeng Changsong" bow, which is a genuine object and has been acquired by Chen Pingan, but at the moment
The rank is still difficult to determine, and Chen Pingan feels that this bow is a bit hot to handle.
As for the small gilt water tank that served as the gate to the palace, the Qingniu Taoist priest did not know how to break the rules, so he gave it to Shao Baojuan who answered the question. Then a real chance came to Chui Gong City where the emperor and the monarchs gathered together.
Shao Baojuan can ask for a "sealing" in a certain sense, so that the water tank can turn from empty to real. The depth of the water in the water tank depends on Shao Baojuan and a certain emperor in Chuigong City who "talks about the Constitution of Heaven"
The brochure says that this item can be complementary to the "Dragon King Basket". The Dragon King Basket is superior to all dragons in the world, but Menhai can use dragon energy as bait to raise water descendants from all over the world and keep them in water tanks.
It is a so-called "semi-walking water" on the mountain. It is caught and raised, and it is seamless.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "We will go back to Beiju Luzhou Dumb Lake. We can stay there for a few more days. Are you happy?"
Xiaomi Li smiled from ear to ear, but said: "It's just so so, I'm happy that the mouth of the bowl is big."
She placed the narcissus basin on the table, leaned on the table, and added, "When we return to Luopo Mountain, it will be as big as a table."
Chen Ping'an joked: "My senior brother Zuo is not very good-tempered, especially with strangers, and it is difficult to talk to strangers. Even with me, my younger brother, senior brother Zuo never smiles, so he is very fond of millet grains."
I was amazed.”
Xiao Mili rested her chin on her arm and asked softly: "Good mountain master, will you miss the mountain master's wife?"
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh and nodded: "Of course I will think about it."
Xiaomi Li's eyebrows were arched and he said, "I don't think it's like that."
Chen Pingan put down the booklet, picked up the ebony paperweight and played with it in his hand, as if joking: "You have to make yourself not think that way before you can stop thinking that way. Do you want to?"
Xiaomi Li frowned and said cleverly: "That's what the mountain master said."
Chen Ping'an read the brochure. In fact, now he is equivalent to inheriting the bearded guest's baggage restaurant, and he can also set up a stall on the ferry to welcome guests.
Standing up and putting down the ebony paperweight, Chen Pingan twisted out a lamp-raising talisman, hung it in the air, and burned it slowly. Then he walked to the window. There was a talisman in the book he handed out earlier. The bearded man took the book at that time.
At that time, he knew it well, but he still helped to cover it up and did not take it out and return it to Chen Pingan. This meant that Chen Pingan's move did not break the rules of night sailing. After the bearded guest rode a donkey out of the city, the book contained the
The talisman fell into the sea like a mud cow and disappeared without a trace.
If you don't hit the wall, you won't know where the boundaries are.
After Chen Pingan boarded the night boat this time, he still followed the local customs and generally followed the rules, but there were some small things that still needed to be tried. In fact, this is similar to fishing. You need to build a nest to lure fish in advance, and you need to know the depth of fishing first. Not to mention fishing
There is a lot of knowledge about catching big things, and there is a way to catch small things. At first, Chen Ping'an's goal was very simple, which was to rescue all the monks on the ferry boat in Luzhou, Beiju, within one month, leave the night boat, and return to Haoran together. As a result, in
In this entry into the city, Shao Baojuan first set traps again and again, and then Li Shilang, who treated guests with a cold face, Chen Pingan really didn't believe in evil, so he would try his best to give it a try.
Chen Ping'an was counting silently in his mind. When he turned around, a lamp-raising charm had just burned out. It was exactly the same as when he entered the city before, without any deviation.
Previously, the two sides met on a narrow road on the road to the unique Niaoju Mountain where Taoist Feng Jun lived. Probably because Chen Ping'an had always respected the senior and accumulated a lot of ethereal fortunes. After going back and forth, the two sides did not start to discuss any swordsmanship or Taoism.
After some amiable conversation, Chen Pingan made a deal with the Qingniu Taoist Priest using a temporary hand-drawn picture of the true shape of the Five Mountains. The shape and style of the picture of the Five Mountains drawn by Chen Pingan were extremely ancient, and were similar to those of the Qingniu Taoist priest.
All the Five Mountains Pictures in the later generations of Haoran Tianxia have quite a lot of discrepancies. The true version of the Five Mountains Pictures was first obtained by the Master of the Lotus Root Flower Blessed Land. Later, it was handed over to Cao Qinglang for safekeeping and then placed in the Lotus Root Flower Blessed Land in Luolu Mountain. Of course Chen Ping'an
No stranger to this.
Feng Jun finally got what he wanted, and he was very happy. Chen Pingan, a young young man who seemed to have a lucky star coming to his door, was even more impressed by the skinny old Taoist. In exchange, Chen Pingan learned that Feng Jun was just traveling to another city, so he asked the old Taoist to do it.
The old Taoist helped him take the long sword to another city for "night tour". Not only that, the old Taoist who was in a good mood took the initiative to do some additional small business with Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping'an told a few secrets about the ferry. Of course, Feng Jun only said a few things that could be said, such as the way to leave the ship and the method of leaving the city to change cities. How did Shao Baojuan become the lord of the city? What are the advantages of becoming the lord of a city?
If you act cheaply, the old gods will laugh and say nothing.
Chen Ping'an has always felt a connection with the long sword "Night Tour" that is no longer with him, just like a light swaying far away in the middle of the night, and Chen Ping'an, a passerby, is clearly visible in the night.
As long as Chen Pingan becomes ruthless and slashes the ferry boat to heaven and earth with one sword, and the two echo each other, Chen Pingan is confident that he can let Pei Qian and Xiao Mili leave the ferry first, and at the same time, he can go to the city where the prince is and continue to stay on this night boat.
When the time comes, let Pei Qian return to the Pima Sect ferry and send a message directly to Taihui Jianzong and Paidi Peak. On the other side of Luzhou in Beiju, Chen Ping'an's friends and respected seniors are actually not
few.
Xiao Mili stood on the bench and remembered something. He was so happy that he covered his mouth with his two little hands and laughed loudly: "Good Lord Mountain, we are traveling together again. This time let's go and meet that mountain for a while."
Mountain gods in the Immortal Mansion, don’t let others kick you out because you don’t know how to recite poems."
Chen Ping'an said seriously: "How is it possible? My poetry writing skills have greatly improved over the years, and I am not afraid of anyone. Xiaomi Li, I am not bragging to you. I used to meet someone who thought he was
The old monk who is a scholar is still in the Fourteenth Realm. He seems to be under the pseudonym Lu Fayan. Anyway, he admires the name of my poems and takes the initiative to find me at the top of the city. He says that my poems are in rhythm and are astonishing. He admires them endlessly and is willing to be my best. So
I feel heartbroken when I see him."
Xiaomi Li was shocked when she heard this, and clapped her hands quickly, looking bright and cheerful, "It's amazing!"
Alas, it’s just a pity that all of his eighteen martial arts skills are of no use, because during this trip to his hometown of Yaba Lake, Xiao Mili secretly asked the old cook for some poems, and wrote them all in a book.
The old cook was very attentive. He asked her if it was Xiao Mili who thought up the poem, right? Xiao Mili looked confused at that time. Who is a hammer? How could she know what he was? Zhu Lian let her do it herself
Copy it on the note, otherwise it will be exposed. Xiaomili suddenly realized that when she turned on the light and copied the poems one by one, the old cook was eating melon seeds and patiently answered Xiaomili, what word is in the poem and how to pronounce it?
Meaning.
Xiao Mili asked the old cook if these were all copied from the book. The old cook said no, he just thought of them on the spur of the moment.
The Lord and she were looked down upon by others. The old cook said no, no, and said that in his hometown, many people said that his poems were fished out from the water by the bright moon, broken from the willows at the ferry, and from the wine vats.
He picked it up, so he was still a bit heavy-handed. He did as he pleased, but it was the fairy words that many famous poets have been seeking for their entire lives.
Xiaomi Li was hesitant, but finally believed what the old cook said.
That night, under the lights on the table, the little girl was copying words and swinging her legs, while the old cook was eating melon seeds and chattering.
That's why Zhou Mili likes Luopo Mountain so much. Even though the good mountain owner is often away from home, there are still Pei Qian, the old cook, Sister Nuanshu, Jingqing Jingqing...
For the right protector of Luo Lo Mountain in the cave realm, the Great Sword Qi Wall is also a very good place. In Zhou Mili's heart, it is the third best place in the world after Luo Lo Mountain and Dumb Lake!
One is a hometown with a lot of friends, the other is a small but not big hometown, and the other is a place where she, the mute lake monster, accidentally became famous in two places.
Chen Ping'an looked at the millet grains standing on the stool, stretched out his hand and pressed them twice, "When we go out and travel around the world, we must be steady and restrained."
Xiaomi Li sat down on the bench and leaned on the table again. He was a little sad, frowning and frowning, and whispered: "Good Lord Mountain, I don't seem to be able to help you. Outside Luoluo Mountain..."
"
At this point, the little girl in black scratched her head and refused to say any more. She was just a little embarrassed. Some people said that she was just a caveman with unknown origins.
It was a big joke that the little monster became the protector of Luopo Mountain. In fact, she had been quite sad for many years, because those gossips were actually the truth. She was just afraid that Sister Nuanshu and the others would worry, so she pretended to be fine.
of.
Chen Ping'an smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Xiao Mili's head. He made a guess and said tentatively: "Some outsiders said that your level is not high, so they laughed at you and talked behind your back?"
After returning to Luopo Mountain, no one really told Chen Pingan about this matter. No one said anything about such a big thing. He had to keep an account, from Cui Dongshan to Pei Qian to the old cook, and
Chen Lingjun, no one can escape except Xiao Nuanshu, forget it.
Xiaomi Li snorted and said cautiously: "Good mountain master, it's not that I'm afraid of carrying a burden. I carry a golden pole every day to patrol the mountain, just to secretly use it to remind myself that my responsibilities are great. It's just that for such a high official, why not
As for someone else, I think Jingqing is good. He also likes to be an official. I think it’s quite suitable for him to be the guardian of the mountain. It will also sound better if it is spread out. Jingqing is in the Nascent Soul realm."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Let him be the protector of Luolu Mountain? No matter how courageous our uncle Chen is, he would not dare to have such an idea, and Lingjun is even less willing to compete with you for this official title."
Even if Chen Lingjun dares to be the leader of that sect, when discussing matters in the ancestral hall, in front of a large group of his own family members who either slash to death with a sword or beat him to death with a few punches, this guy can put on an air of indifference to anyone else.
However, he alone would not dare to serve as the protector of the mountain. Chen Lingjun is good at one thing. He is the most loyal person in the world, which no one else has. He dares to fight for anything, such as the status of the leader of the next sect, and is willing to give anything. Luo Po Mountain is the most
When he was short of money, Chen Lingjun actually used a lot of money in various ways. According to Zhu Lian, Uncle Chen was really stretched and so poor in those years that Wei Shanjun was so straightforward.
But Chen Lingjun will not take away anything that already belongs to others, let alone millet grains to protect the mountain for worship. Even the advantages and advantages of sesame and mung bean on Luolu Mountain, Chen Lingjun will not touch it. In short, Chen Lingjun will not touch it.
He is just an old Jianghu who wants to save face and suffer hardship.
Perhaps even Chen Lingjun himself didn't know that both Wei Bo, the tiger who had been charged numerous accounts by him, and Master Zhongqiu, who had not had much dealings with him, actually spoke highly of him.
Moreover, deep in Chen Ping'an's heart, the left guardian's chair in Luo Po Mountain, which had always been vacant, had been prepared for Chen Lingjun early in the morning. This matter was mentioned in the secret letter sent to Cao Qinglang that year.
After this guy succeeded in blasphemy, if Luopo Mountain determined that he could not return to his hometown, the matter would be settled. However, when Chen Pingan returned to Haoran Tianxia, when he arrived at Luopo Mountain, he saw that Chen Lingjun was indeed walking a little too much.
I didn't mention this on purpose. Anyway, it's never too late for good things to happen. I just need to hang out for a few more days with Uncle Chen who has "made friends all over the world".
Chen Ping'an comforted him: "Who has the biggest official position on Luolu Mountain? Who speaks the most?"
Xiaomi Li grinned and said: "Of course he is the good mountain master!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The officials on Luolu Mountain, big or small, don't look at their level of realm, only... their fame! Then tell yourself, who can serve as this mountain protector and worship the people?"
Xiaomi Li was in high spirits, but he deliberately sighed heavily, crossed his arms across his chest, and raised his little head high, "This is a bit sad, even if you don't want to be an official."
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "No."
Pei Qian returned to the inn, knocked on the door and entered.
Chen Pingan happened to ask Xiao Mili casually why he wanted to go to Hongzhu Town to play together. Logically speaking, Hongzhu Town is very close to Luolu Mountain, and Li Jin, the water god of the Chongdan River who runs a shop selling books in the town, has something to do with Luolu Mountain.
There is little incense, Qidun Mountain is the "place of fortune" for Wei Bo, the king of Beiyue Mountain, and the embroidered river water god, because of the relationship between the ghost of the married woman, has nothing to do with the Gu family of Mu Ping Lane and Chen Ping'an.
He is considered a stranger, so there shouldn't be any surprises. In addition, Yang Hua, the god of river water, is also involved in a complicated grudge with Chen Ping'an. It can be said that the incense villain who came to Luo Po Mountain for a meal on time,
It was also born in the Zhouchenghuang Pavilion, so in the vast territory of Longzhou, there is only one Yuye River, and the other landscape forces have a very intricate relationship with Luolu Mountain.
Pei Qian's face immediately became embarrassed. Chen Pingan, who had not thought much about it, immediately thought more and glanced at his founding disciple. Pei Qian's eyes rolled, just like when she was a child and got into trouble and was caught by Chen Pingan.
scene.
Xiao Mili quickly looked confused, then pretended to be stupid and said: "Why do we want to visit Red Candle Town together? Is there any other reason? Well, this is a question as big as a melon seed, haha. Didn't I give the answer before?
The good mountain master doesn't have a very good memory. Actually, I don't have much money in my pocket and can't afford melon seeds..."
At this point, the little girl really couldn't make up any more, so she had to turn her head and look at Pei Qian bitterly.
Pei Qian had no choice but to gather his voices and talk to his master about the incident in the Yuye River, Chen Lingjun's sacrifice of the Dragon King's Basket, the old cook's question about the Quanquan Water Goddess, and the younger senior brother's subsequent visit to the Water Mansion. Of course,
The Water Goddess did come to apologize in the end. But she couldn't hold it back. Pei Qian also talked about the scene of millet grains wandering alone in the mountains. Millet grains were really careless. Walking on the mountain road, they grabbed handfuls casually.
He stuffed the green leaves into his mouth, looked left and right and saw no one, so he chewed the leaves in large gulps to loosen the silt. From the beginning to the end, Pei Qian did not deliberately conceal anything, nor did he add any exaggeration. He just told the truth.
After hearing this, Chen Pingan nodded and said only three words, "I understand."
He pretended that he had not heard Pei Qian's explanation, and just rubbed Xiao Mili's head and said with a smile: "When we return to our hometown, we can visit Hongzhu Town together. We can also visit the temples, water houses and other things."
Xiao Mi Li smiled brightly and continued to move the narcissus basin to play.
Pei Qian took out several books, each with folded pages, and said seriously: "Master, we have found out the root cause. It is Liu Chenggui, a Shanyang surname, with a generous handwriting. There are many official histories and government records.
There are records of this person under many items including famous officials, gardens, and water conservancy, but the length is not very long. According to the records in the book, it seems that this person was the first to make money from money, which made this person
The weighing instrument planted under the mountain has become more accurate."
Chen Ping'an began to flip through the book, because Pei Qian had already folded the pages and flipped through the pages very quickly. It seemed that the sage in the book, Zhu Lian, and Liu Mao, the third prince of Daquan in Huanghuaguan, could all be regarded as fellow-minded people.
Proficient in various arithmetic and regulations.
When Chen Ping'an saw the palace and temple entries, he discovered that this person had been ordered to build the Yuqing Zhaoying Palace and served as deputy envoy. In addition, the emperor worshiped Fenyin and sent Liu Chenggui to supervise the transportation of supplies. This person once opened waterways.
Chen Pingan understood clearly in his heart, and instantly understood why he met Zhuzi at the inn, and why he almost missed the opportunity to meet him. Chen Pingan's close proximity to the water on the avenue, and the few arithmetic books he had within easy reach, might be the clue.
1. But the Taoist book that was given away in Entry City today is probably the root cause of why I didn’t know him when I met him, and I couldn’t see it at a glance. If Pei Qian hadn’t insisted on looking up the book, Chen Pingan would definitely not have.
If you pay attention to the scale, you will not see any inscriptions on the scale.
And Pei Qian has a complete set of words, which is another cause and effect and opportunity that belongs to her, so she can see that inscription.
That Yunmeng Changsong small bow is indeed hot to the touch. Can it be said that many causal connections that are illusory and dispensable in the vast world will be greatly revealed on the night sailing ship? For example, Qingniu Taoist priest, Zhao Yao
Riding an ox cart to leave Lizhu Cave, the old temple owner of Donghai Taoist Temple, the true shape of the five mountains of the ancestors in Ouhua Blessed Land. The bearded guest, the lame donkey, Pei Qian has read his Jianghu story in the romance novel
, When Pei Qian was a child, he always wanted to have a donkey and travel together in the world. Mr. Wusong from the weapons shop, Bai Ye's fairy sword Taibai has a tip, and he wears the sword for night travel...
Pei Qian looked at his master who was deep in thought and said nothing, and asked softly: "Is there any trouble?"
Chen Pingan came back to his senses, shook his head and said with a smile: "On the contrary, it has solved a big doubt in Master's mind. There are already some clues about the operation of this ferry."
It turned out that Chen Ping'an had actually been overwritten by the mess in Entry City that had previously been part of his idea.
Now I am more and more certain that the key to this night boat is the scholar who talks loudly at night, especially the other monk who travels with the boat and stretches his legs in the boat.
And the punter who no one thinks about too much!
Chen Ping'an reopened the booklet given by the bearded guest and slowly thought about it.
There are a total of twelve cities on the night voyage, including the upper four cities, so there should be the middle four cities and the lower four cities.
In addition to the city lord Li Julang, Toutiao City also has deputy city lords. The rest of the cities should be like this, with chiefs and deputy chiefs.
A hanging-gong city with countless kings, including the cool summer resort at the northern foot of Lishan Mountain, hides the next opportunity related to the scroll. The Chicken and Dog City where "Song Yan Supervisor" Long Bin is located, hides
Clues about the chance of "Guangling Zhixi Pu".
In the famous shop, the young shopkeeper who had a "Haoliang Debate" with Lu Chen, the third master of Bai Yujing, actually proposed to use a Haoliang sword gourd to help Chen Ping'an open up a new city. This meant that on the ferry
The number of cities is most likely not a fixed number, otherwise the possibility of exchanging one for one is too small, because it will deviate from the fundamental purpose of this night sailing ship to collect the world's knowledge. In addition, Shao Baojuan's few words, especially with that
The fate of the monk who carried the burden and the old woman selling cakes also revealed some of the rules of the right time and place. Most of the living gods on the ferry seemed to have their words and deeds repeated over and over again. Among the locals on the ferry, only one person was left.
A small number of people, such as the feudal lord of this city, the bearded guest, and Mr. Wusong of the weapons shop, are exceptions.
But in this way, this small group of people seems to be even more trapped in the prison of landscape. Year after year, for hundreds of years, it is like they have been reading the same book, only waiting for outsiders to board the ship.
Occasionally, some words may be added or deleted in the content. For these old gods and seniors, wouldn’t it be even worse?
Chen Pingan took out a piece of white paper from something nearby and wrote down the people he saw, the places he knew, key words, as well as the origin and direction of all the chance clues.
Pei Qian had just entered the city earlier, and she saw three magical figures, the palace maid hanging up the lantern, the fan girl in the hillside mansion, and a covered bridge between colorful buildings. Standing there was a young man with antlers with silver eyes.
Most of them are important characters in major cities outside of Entry City. They are either deputy city lords, or servants of the city lords like Long Bin and Qin Zidu.
Pei Qian watched his master write densely on a piece of white paper. The master then put his hands on his sleeves and stared at the paper in deep thought.
Pei Qian said softly: "Master, that's the mountain ticket that Li Shilang handed over."
This is a question, but it is not a question.
Chen Pingan said with a smile: "It means that we already have a place to stay in Toutiao City, just like the Guimai House on Osmanthus Island. Because after the selling mountain coupon is changed to buying the mountain coupon, it is equivalent to the completion of the delivery of the mountain ticket.
The government has inspected the land title. However, the master has no intention of living there. If there is a chance, he will still have to sell it back to Li Julang. Otherwise, he will forcefully carve out a hilltop for us on his land. The city lord wants to see it.
It’s hard not to see and feel upset, but in the end it hurts the harmony.”
Pei Qian frowned and noticed something strange. He immediately took out the blue paper mountain coupon from his sleeve and found that there were three words "Qie Ding Pavilion" on the back. At the same time, a voice echoed through the room, "Chen Jianxian"
If you don't buy the house again, it will be too late."
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "City Lord Li, don't see anything inappropriate and don't hear anything inappropriate, right or wrong?"
Li Julang replied with a smile: "How rare is the world's knowledge? Is it a good thing that everyone cherishes his own knowledge? As for being disrespectful, it's not a question. You and I know it well, so there is no need to take advantage of it. You deliberately started it first."
I'm just here to help you verify this matter. You can take care of yourself for the next three days."
Pei Qian looked at Chen Ping'an and wanted to ask his master whether he could believe the words of the city lord of Entry City. After all, Li Julang was clueless and seemed to dislike his master from the beginning. On the contrary, it was Long Bin who was there.
Chengchi seemed to know the identity of the master as a hidden official, and made a special trip to Toutiao City to ask for a complete seal.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It is better to have no books than to believe in all the books."
Pei Qian asked: "Master, what do you think?"
In fact, Pei Qian didn't even understand what Li Julang wanted to say. The master said that this thing was an illusory thing. What's the meaning of gain and loss? But it doesn't make sense to say that a city lord of Toutiao City deliberately defrauded them of their money.
So boring and cheap.
Chen Ping'an explained: "The value of the jizi is not in the actual jizi itself, but in the scales carefully carved by Liu Chenggui, as well as the large and small scales. If you meet someone who knows the goods, they will become valuable. Very
It’s valuable, even if I can’t take it with me
, Master can also help you accurately draw the scale spacing according to the original specifications, and then sew and restore the slightly worn large and small weights, so Li Julang reminds you like this."
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, and then said seriously to Pei Qian: "But this is your money-making opportunity, whether you want to fight for it or not, it's okay between the two."
Pei Qian said without hesitation: "Forget it then, I'm too lazy to make another trip."
Zhou Mili immediately said: "Pei Qian, Pei Qian, I still have a lot of gold ingots and silver ingots in my pocket. All the heroes are just waiting for my order to go out and show off their talents. Don't worry about money."
It’s not enough.”
Pei Qian pinched Xiao Mili's cheek and said, "That's not the case."
Chen Pingan asked Pei Qian to stay in the house and walked out alone. He saw a group of people at the inn counter.
I was a little surprised, because like myself, we were all foreigners who had just boarded the ship.
There is a young Confucian scholar carrying a suitcase, with a young face and a calm expression. There is a jade pendant of an academy gentleman hanging on his waist.
Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this. Zhong Kui and Wang Zai, the gentleman from Jianqi Great Wall, both have the same style but different seal scripts.
The Confucian scholar was discussing with the shopkeeper how to buy and sell the goods.
In addition, there is a young Taoist priest carrying a mahogany sword. Standing next to him is a young monk, carrying a Buddhist niche covered with cloth, which is the portable Buddha.
The young Taoist priest, who was particularly elegant and elegant, was laughing in a low voice with his companion, the young monk: "I heard that there is a guy in the city on this ferry who claims to be the reincarnation of a certain Buddha. He must be a heretic with evil views. Should we put him there?"
Leave the nerd aside and go slay the demons?"
The young monk remained silent.
When the three of them saw Chen Pingan, they were not surprised.
Chen Ping'an paid more attention to an old man holding a sword standing not far away on the street outside the inn. He was undoubtedly a swordsman, and he might even be an immortal.
The young Taoist priest who was carrying the mahogany sword had already put his hands into his sleeves, pinched his fingers to do mental calculations, and then immediately shuddered, his fingers felt like touching live coals, smiled bitterly, and took the initiative to bow to Chen Pingan and apologize: "It's rude to Xiaodao, how offensive it is.
I'm offended. This place is really weird. I'm weirded out by everyone I see. I'm nervous all the way to make it easier for people to leave."
It's really weird. Although they have special status and responsibilities, they can travel unimpeded on this ferry. But if they want to change the city, they still need to solve a puzzle. There are no shortcuts through layers of passes. Fortunately, this guy Yuan Yu seems to have nothing to do.
I don't know, the talent is like a broken bamboo, and finally peels off the cocoon, and follows the increasingly clear thread, all the way to this entry city, which is the most difficult for foreigners to enter.
Otherwise, the noble Huang Zi from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain felt that if he were to travel on this ferry alone, even if he had a life-saving charm with him, he would not even think about leaving in seventy or eighty years. Honestly
In fact, it is like a ghost building a wall here. At most, you can travel here and there. Those cities are actually as big as the mountains and rivers of the dynasty. On the way to travel, someone holds a lantern and writes the four characters "三官大帝" in red and black.
Interspersed, hanging at the head of the door, can relieve troubles. Some people put incense and candles on small trestles, and worship step by step, thus worshiping the incense devoutly to the top of the mountain.
There was a long-faced man who sold wine. Once he got drunk, he got drunk and went crazy with the cashier of the wine shop, saying that he would kill the ten tribes of you.
There was a crazy man named Buquan, who held a large number of burnt bamboo slips and would ask everyone he met if he could fill in the characters, and he would surely be rewarded handsomely.
A post rider set out from the capital, riding fast, and at the post station, on the snow-white wall of the road pavilion, a court edict was posted on the wall. It complemented the poems written by travelers and eunuchs on the wall. And that daytime
The sweaty bearers, late-night gambling, and tireless all-nighters made the officials who read at night in the side rooms shake their heads. Especially in the Benmo City before Toutiao City, the young Taoist priest was on the bank of a large river with rolling yellow sand.
, I saw with my own eyes a large group of public officials who were born in the Qing Dynasty, being dumped like dumplings by armored warriors and thrown into the rolling river, but there was a scholar standing in the distance with a cheerful smile.
Chen Ping'an nodded in greeting and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Just watch the excitement but don't join in the fun."
"atmosphere!"
The little Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain praised the green-robed man, and then gently tapped the young monk on the shoulder with his elbow, "You guys can talk, why don't you say a few words?"
The young monk continued to practice closed-mouthed meditation, but he glanced at Chen Pingan too much. The young monk clasped his hands together, and Chen Pingan returned the greeting.
The Confucian scholar spent a few taels of silver to buy the son from the inn. The young Taoist asked, "How?"
The Confucian scholar shook his head and said: "It doesn't mean much, it's better than nothing."
A group of three people walked out of the inn. The old swordsman on the street silently followed the three young people and went to the city gate together. However, this time, unlike the monk who carried the burden and the bearded man riding a donkey, there was the cavalry patrolling the city.
escort.
Chen Pingan stood at the door with his hands in his sleeves. As he said, he was just watching the excitement and watched the four people leave from a distance. It was obvious that these three people left the city directly to leave the night ship.
In Toutiao City, outside a small pavilion, Li Julang looked at the plaque and pavilion, and sighed. There were more than ten maids around him, and Qin Zi was just one of them.
Apart from that, there was only a white-haired old scholar in blue shirt, who smiled and asked: "City Lord, since you are so distressed, and the young swordsman has said that he is willing to sell it, then you can buy it."
, these business things, if you are not good at it, who is good at it? Why, for the first time, you can’t afford to lose face and make money? This is not like your usual style."
Li Julang said: "There is a strong pedantic atmosphere in the young junior, and there are rigid rules and regulations, which makes people look uncomfortable and make business with him really uncomfortable. The Confucian scholar who came later was like that.
Already."
The white-haired scholar smiled heartily and said: "Don't talk about these things. It's obvious that the young swordsman is too shrewd in his business, and he started some kind of dispute with you, which made you worried and in pain. By accident,
Maybe the position of the city lord of this castle should be lost to another family? Otherwise, Juro will throw out an eviction order in a hurry? How about giving it to a young junior who looks down on his magnanimity and magnanimity for nothing? He pinches his nose and hands out the mountain ticket, and is ridiculed.
, does this feel better?"
When it comes to making money by selling, if we don't talk about how much money we make, we just talk about the way we conduct ourselves. This Li Juro next to us is one of a kind in the world.
Otherwise, I would not be able to say the shocking words, "I am plowing and others are eating, how can I be embarrassed? I swear to fight to the death!"
Li Julang laughed angrily and said, "Listening to your tone, you really want to change the city lord in Toutiao City?"
The white-haired scholar said: "I just want Xian to no longer be the deputy city lord of Shi Laozi. Just follow Zhang San and leave."
Somehow, the two city lords of Entry City, the first and second lords, and possibly Du Xiucai, all thought that the bearded man had already known that the time when he left the city was when the last bit of spiritual light dissipated.
The bearded ranger wore a long sword, rode a lame donkey, drank wine, and then left, silently bidding farewell to the world. His heroic spirit was enviable, and he had no regrets.
However, more people on the ferry were still trying to find ways to survive and get by. For example, Li Juro never concealed his enjoyment on the ferry.
Therefore, Li Julang did not speak at this moment. This old friend, unlike himself, only used drunken women to avoid the moral education in his heart. Moreover, as the deputy city lord, he had more restraints than the bearded customers who set up stalls, and was further away from the city.
Disaster.
There are countless books in Toutiao City.
Heaven and geography, three religions and nine streams, hundreds of schools of thought. Human relations and military affairs, alchemists' magic, rituals, ghosts, strange treasures, plants and flowers.
There were only about 4,000 entries for night sailing ships at the beginning, but it has evolved to more than 4 million entries today.
Li Julang suddenly said: "If you really don't want to be the deputy city lord, the young woman next to him may be an opportunity. It may be your only chance."
The white-haired old scholar shook his head and said with a smile: "The taboo at the wine table is to persuade people to drink. Wouldn't it ruin the scenery?"
Li Julang said angrily: "It's strange that such a young man who doesn't understand the charm can find a divine companion! No wonder they are so far apart, this boy deserves it."
The old scholar smiled and said: "The Chen Ping case in that landscape travel book is not an ordinary flower in front of the moon."
Li Julang said: "It would be great if this is really the case. If he is such a good-natured person in the book, I will give him a mountain ticket for free! Not to mention a temporary pavilion, there is no harm in giving him a mustard seed garden."
The old scholar broke the story and said: "The mountain ticket was not given by Juro for free, it was earned by his own ability. Friendship belongs to friendship, and the truth belongs to the truth."
Li Julang had no choice but to look at the small pavilion and sighed: "It's a pity that this pavilion is so charming."
In Chicken and Dog City, on the bank of a large river, a man with a high crown is walking slowly. There is an academy not far from the bank, and there is also a stone tablet standing on the bank, inscribed with "Place for Inquiries", and in the Taotao River, there is a water center
The main pillar is a big stone, with an ape sill placed on top of the stone.
Long Bin asked softly: "City Lord, when the monk in white traveled on the ferry, he only left this thing on the boat, saying that he was waiting for someone destined to meet him. Could it be that Chen Pingan? A swordsman and a scholar, it seems that he has nothing to do with it.
.”
The man with the tall crown smiled and said, "You can't say it. If you say it, you won't hit the mark."
Long Bin glanced at a male retinue who was following them from a distance, and asked cautiously: "Are you asking about the sword?"
The man with the high crown said: "Let's talk about it."
In Baiyan City, also known as Wuyou City, in a rural area, the feudal lord who left Toutiao City was riding an ox with a long sword hanging from its horns. The old Taoist man was singing loudly while holding a watermelon picked up from nowhere in his arms.
, saying that the Qing Niu Taoist priest could prolong his dying life. The real Bai Lu could regenerate the withered bones... As a result, he was hit with mud by a group of naughty children in the countryside, chased and beaten, which was shameless.
The robbers left the watermelon behind, and the road was noisy and dusty. The old Taoist priest rode on the back of the ox, swaying, stroking his beard and smiling. He had no choice but to accept favors from others and do things for others. Suffering a little pain is nothing.
And in this Baiyan City, in a city at night, a scholar stood at the end of a busy bridge, with only one star like the moon in the sky.
The scholar sighed slightly, wondering when and who could help Baiyan City break this useless situation.
Inside the Toutiao City Inn, the three of them were sitting at the table. Pei Qian was copying books, and Xiaomi Li was eating melon seeds with the good mountain master.
Chen Pingan put his fingers together, tapped the table with his fingers, and suddenly said: "That girl Qin from before, huh?"
After Pei Qian finished writing a sentence, he stopped writing, raised his head and blinked, "I don't know the name, maybe I haven't seen it, but I can't remember it."
Chen Pingan nodded.
But Xiao Mili said: "It's called Biyu, I know it! I also remember those two books. Let me think about it later. Don't be anxious!"
Xiaomi Li stopped eating melon seeds, crossed her arms across her chest, frowned, and began to think seriously about the titles of the two books.
Chen Ping'an glanced at Pei Qian, who immediately smiled at Xiao Mili and said, "Remember this for what? It's nothing."
Xiaomi Li looked confused.
Pei Qian picked up the pen and made a horizontal wiping motion.
Xiaomi Li glanced at Pei Qian, then at the good mountain master, and sighed, "Okay, I can't remember."
Pei Qian continued to copy books with his head down, and Xiao Mili continued to eat melon seeds.
Only Chen Ping'an walked to the window, looked up into the night, turned his back to them, and didn't know what he was thinking.
Just when Xiao Mili wanted to speak, Pei Qian raised his head and kept copying, but his eyes signaled Xiao Mili not to speak.
Xiaomi Li had no choice but to continue eating melon seeds.
Twelve Cities on a Night Voyage.
How can it be compared with that ascending city?
Chen Pingan suddenly raised his head and murmured: "Could it be a dream?"
The sky of the vast world was split open by a sword, and someone with a sword flew up from other parts of the world to this place.
The Ascension Realm sword cultivator followed the brilliance of the sword tip, and the woman's aura was like a rainbow. She took the sword straight to the vast sea between Beiju Luzhou and Aquarius Continent, and cut it open with a single sword.
Prohibition.
Instantly landed on the boundary of Baiyan City.
Everyone, including the city lords of the Twelve Night Ship Cities, noticed this horrifying phenomenon. However, without exception, no one took the initiative to provoke the menacing woman.
The Qingniu Taoist Priest was the most pitiful, because he was the closest to the female sword immortal. The skinny and short old Taoist was dumbfounded, looking at the young woman in front of him, the Ascension Realm Sword Immortal?
The old Taoist priest forced a smile, pretended to be calm, and asked: "Who are you?"
The woman reached out and grabbed the long sword hanging on Niujiao Mountain. She held it in her hand, narrowed her eyes and asked Feng Jun, "Where is Chen Pingan?!"