Chapter 885: Daozhan

Chen Pingan and Xiao Mo walked onto an arch bridge and stopped.
On the Changpu River, there was a breeze, aquatic scales and golden light.
Xiao Mo asked: "My son, something on your mind?"
Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to hold on to the railing, "I'm estimating how much money you can make when you open a restaurant here in a year."
Xiao Mo laughed dumbly.
Guimai Xiaoyuan on Osmanthus Island, Yuying Cliff and Mayfly Shop in Chunlupu, and Longgongdong Tianfushui Island, which was purchased with only 80 raindrops.
In addition, when Jiang Shangzhen was the Sect Master of the True Realm, he set aside five islands and gave an enclave to Luopo Mountain, but it was temporarily put under the name of Zengye. Of course, there was a secret record on the Lili Ministry. Therefore, Luopo Mountain can be in the bag at any time.
Today Chen Pingan has a lot of private property.
Chen Ping'an turned his head and glanced at the "follower" in the yellow hat and blue shoes, jokingly said: "I will give you a hiking stick and a bamboo box. When you go out, you will be more like a weak scholar who is studying abroad. ."
Xiao Mo nodded and said: "Then Xiao Mo takes it seriously. If the son accidentally forgets this, Xiao Mo will brazenly remind him."
Chen Ping’an said:
Liu Qi, who was returned to Haoran and Yang Zhi back then, used spells to block her way back, preventing her from escaping into the ruins. Now she seems to be forbidden by the Confucian Temple. In the alchemy furnace's volcano group, if you have the opportunity to travel the Middle-earth Divine Continent together in the future, I can take you to chat with her.
Xiao Mo thought for a while, raised his hand and pressed his hat, "Actually, there is nothing to reminisce about with Yang Zhi. It's that Zhu annoying, he seems to be reckless in words and deeds, but in fact he is shrewd. In those days, Xiao Mo was relatively straightforward. All of his old friends have suffered losses in Zhu Wei’s hands, and the suffering is not small, so this time Xiao Mo woke up and originally planned to return to the earth, first try to gather the old six holes, and the second thing is to get the two friends together. To watch the battle, I have to ask Zhu Wei to ask the sword."
Said it was Wenjian, of course it was a siege to get rid of Zhu Wei. Otherwise, why should Xiao Mo pull two old friends.
If you accidentally leak the sound of the wind and are blocked by Bai Ze or Tuo Yueshan, and Zhu Wei can be saved, then look for another opportunity next time.
Probably this is the unique style of action of the pinnacle throne in the wild world, that rebelliousness is carved in the bone.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "How heroic the ancestors of moving mountains are one to three."
Xiao Mo was impressed when he heard this statement, and he was still very knowledgeable and able to speak.
Chen Ping'an said, "Xiao Mo, let's go to the Xianjia Inn of a monk from the earthly branch."
Xiao Mo nodded and said, "That's right. I can thank the shopkeeper girl and give her a robe that was woven last night. Son, is this appropriate?"
Chen Ping’an said:
It’s not inappropriate to reach out and not hit the smiley person, let alone be a gift-giver. If the other party does not accept it, you are all right anyway.

During this trip to the city of Dali, the most important natal porcelain has already happened, and there is still an unexpected joy. I found out the Lu Wei of the ancestor of the Lu family in the Middle Earth. It is still the old hometown saying that bad things are not too early. , Good things are not afraid of late.
Chen Ping’an will leave the capital as long as Ning Yao’s retreat is over, but some things have to be finalized, such as Zhou Haijing, the martial artist of the nine realms. Her joining the Earthly Branch is a foregone conclusion. Her current hesitation is only due to her usual caution. , But as long as Zhou Haijing still wants to seek revenge with Yuhong, who is the first class worshipper of Dali, and is the kind of pleasing revenge, she will definitely join the earthly branch and find a card for herself that is more than the first-class innocence card of Xingbu Big amulet.
Furthermore, returning to Dali Capital this time, Liu Jia asked himself for two seals, indicating the content of the seal, which must be "Sword Immortal" and "National Hand".
The Patriarch of the Zhao family in Tianshui, the creator of a national pavilion, and the well-deserved master of calligraphy, gave "Liu Chi" two calligraphy and calligraphy tube copybooks, as many as 22, especially the one " "Yuanjia Tsing Yi Tie", amazed.
And Chen Ping'an is nothing more than the seal of the two parties in return. Such a reward is indeed the more the better.
Ning Yao was still in retreat, and Chen Ping'an stopped going to the next room to seal it, worrying about distracting her.
But if he did this in Renyun Yiyun Tower, Chen Ping'an would be a bit awkward. It's not a laugh. After all, the calligraphy skills of brother Cui Huang are well known to the world. It is one of the three beautiful things. In Xianjia Inn, it is more suitable for seal carving.
Leaving the brightly-lit Changpu River, and Xiao Mo first walked to a relatively secluded alley, Chen Ping'an used water and clouds to hide his figure, Yufeng went to the Xianjia Inn.
The two sides fell down and came to the entrance of the inn at the end of the alley, similar to the inn where the trainers stayed and rested. There are seven or eight places in Dali Capital. Chen Ping'an can pack tickets. This place must be the most deserted place in business. ,none of them.
Xiao Mo took the lead to walk outside the gate where there were two high-painted door gods posted by others, and gently clicked on the gilded beast title ring. After three slow taps, he waited for a long time before he walked out of the inn. The lady boss, female Caiyi, is the ghost of the Golden Core Realm.
When Chen Ping'an came here for the first time, this "painter" female ghost gave him a lot of prestige.
Tonight, Gaiyan saw Chen Pingan. She was obviously a ghost, but she was like a ghost.
Chen Ping'an quipped: "Changing the shopkeeper is really thrifty and housekeeping as always. I would like to buy a concierge for my inn, and I didn't want to spend it. No wonder the business is so good."
Gaiyan smiled far-fetched, "When I go back to Chen Shanzhu, in fact, the inn has been looking for people, but I haven't found anyone I like."
This is really not changing Yan Hu Xu. Regarding the inn concierge and the maid, she had discussed with Han Zhoujin and Yu Yu. Han Zhoujin meant to find some decent female trainers, as long as they are clever. , The temperament is gentle and does not cause trouble, so you don’t have to care too much about their looks, but Yu Yu said where he could do it. Of course, you have to find some coquettish women who can kill people with their breasts. In the end, the two sides did not reach a result. Up.
Gai Yan took the two to an idle courtyard.
Xiao Mo gave Gaiyan a robe, which was placed in a pocket green bamboo tube.
Gaiyan's eyes were very greedy, and she accepted it without saying a word.
Chen Ping’an’s original intention was to find the prince Song Xu or the young Gou Cun tonight, and let them tell the rest of the monks.
I never thought that tonight, nine monks from the earthly branch line would soon gather together, like Ge Ling and the little novice monk, who realized that they had received temporary news and hurriedly arrived from the Jingshi Daolu Academy and the Translation Bureau, respectively. As for Yuan Huajing Several of them all left the snail dojo inside the inn, and when they got here, they all looked at Chen Ping'an with strange eyes.
Because at the inn, during the day, I just got a confidential spy from the Rishui Ferry.
There have been two veritable changes in the wild world.
After Chen Qingdu, Long Jun, and Guanzhao three sword repairmen, ten thousand years later, the Great Wall of Sword Qi once again asked the sword and returned the gift to Yueshan.
In the end, there was a mountain of Tuoyue that disappeared and disappeared.
In addition, after Dong Sangeng dragged the moon to fall into the world, there was another round of bright moon and bright colors, and was moved to the Qingming world by several sword immortals.
As a result, there is only one round of moons left in the sky today.
Yu Yu asked cautiously, "Mr. Chen, right?"
The girl who has always been audacious, used a vague statement.
According to the espionage of Dali, it seems that two "Chen Pingan" appeared in the world at the same time, one each in Haoran and Barbarians. The key is that both of them are extremely high, or the kind that can't be higher. According to Qin Tian The deduction from the prison may be the fourteenth realm in the legend...
The only difference is that the Taoist Chen Pingan wearing a lotus crown, carrying a sword, and a number of sword immortals went deep into the barren hinterland, while alone, the Qingshan sword immortal in Baopingzhou in the lower reaches of the south did not carry the sword.
Chen Pingan asked: "What?"
Yu Yu blinked.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You say yes."
Then Chen Ping'an opened the door straight to the point: "I came here today to tell you three things."
"First, the rules remain the same. As long as it is within the rules set by Brother Cui, I will not interfere with your practice too much, and I will not point fingers at your outside affairs, but if you are willing to fly swords and spread your faith, I will not interfere too much with your practice. Feng, and Luoposhan ask for advice and practice, welcome. Knowing everything is endless."
"Secondly, every ten years or so, I will ask for a resume, income and expenditure with the Ministry of Rites and Penalties, and examine your practice results. Once anyone is in the Jade Pu realm, they can make an exception and not be included in the evaluation. "
"Finally, the first two are not counted, I have the final say."
The nine earthly monks had no objections.
No matter how proud he is, no matter how arrogant he is, facing this existence who once played them between applause, it is really not worth mentioning.
Just like that Yuan Huajing who is very keen on winning and losing, now he has no desire to break his wrist with Chen Ping An.
Chen Ping'an said that he stayed here for a while and asked them to go to various places to continue their practice.
As for the young monk who always stood behind Chen Ping'an with a smile on his face, no one could see the depth of Taoism, and no one dared to explore casually.
It can only be learned from the landscape intelligence that came from the Criminal Ministry today that this humanity title, Xizhu, is called Unfamiliar, and it is a new name dedicated to Luoposhan.
The stranger went to the palace with Chen Pingan not long ago. There is only so much news.
Hearing Gaiyan said that the stranger came to the inn last night, claiming to be Chen Ping'an's entourage, and begging for an extra bag of gold melon seeds in addition to the immortal money.
It is also a weird thing that cannot be guessed by common sense.
There are many mysterious things in the Luopo Mountain, and the bottom is not bottomed. Now it is a consensus on the Aquarius Mountain.
It’s like the worship of the mountain named Zhou Mili, which is the most hidden, because in that ceremony, it seems that there is only the right guardian of the Luoposhan Mountain, who is alone in the cultivation realm, and the mountain is not exposed. It's terrible.
Therefore, there are different opinions on how high the "little girl" is. Some say it was from the Yupu realm, and some guessed that it was an immortal. Earth fairy? Is it blind, or is it flooded with brain? Can you live in the Luopo Mountain where martial arts masters and Yuanying monks are not very valuable? Can you afford to protect the mountain?
Besides, the young man in white with a mole on his eyebrows and the chief worshipper surnamed Zhou were obviously very respectful in the face of this right guardian.
Sitting on the steps, Chen Ping'an took out two pieces of plain seals from the nearby objects. Back then, he partnered with Yan Zhuo to do business at Jianqi Great Wall, and left a lot of stone printing materials.
Then sacrifice a sword fairy flying sword imitated by Hengjianshan, Ke Lei.
As for the imitation sword pine needle imitated from "Gu Cui", Pei Min had already crushed it with two fingers.
Chen Pingan held Ke Lei as a carving knife and began to seal the margin, which was exactly the content of the "Yuan Jia Tsing Yi Tie", and the bottom was the word "Sword Fairy" at the end.
As for the second seal of the
national hand
in the base paragraph, the side paragraph is the number in the family motto of the Zhao family in Tianshui. Chen Pingan’s favorite is that the weather should be clear and high, the knowledge should be profound and far-reaching, and the standing should be strong and sincere. , The color is suitable for softness and village.
The seals of the two parties are respectively inscribed "Chen Shixi" and "Luo Po Shan Chen Ping An" at the end of the side paragraph.
It took quite an hour to Chen Ping'an.
If it is in the Great Wall of Jianqi, because the seal has few side items, it is estimated that the twenty-party seals will be available.
Putting away the flying sword and coughing thunder, Chen Ping'an held a seal in both hands, bowed his head and sighed lightly, blowing away some debris and dust in the gap between the seals, and raising his head with a smile: "This is worthless. Sell."
Xiao Mo said: "The son is too modest."
Putting the two seals into his sleeve, Chen Ping'an took out a white jade Ganoderma lucidum. Seeing that Xiao Mo was curiously looking at the two lines of inscriptions, he simply handed it to Xiao Mo. Chen Ping'an smiled and explained: "I came to the inn earlier to perform the exercises. , I learned from the old owner of this white jade Ganoderma lucidum."
Seeing that the inscription had a beautiful meaning, Xiao Mo couldn't help but praise it.
A thousand years of shining and flawless people, the home of Baishi Zhilan Youxiang.
It's a perfect match for my son.
Such a gift is considered a realm.
Therefore, the immortal master with a generous shot must meet him if he has a chance in the future.
Chen Ping’an learned from the cloud and water body of the immortal Yunya in the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.
Yunya also has a magical technique that presses the bottom of the box. It has the reputation of "water essence state" on the mountain. It is a small world and is quite good.
Chen Pingan, who traveled around Ao Ping Zhou when he was in the fourteenth realm of Lu Shen’s cultivation, was not idle at all, making the best use of everything, not wasting the least, and found a few pictures from the Xinhu Bookstore. The time scroll of the fighting method, the stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade, the avenues can be deduced, and this method can be evolved. The water essence created by Yunye is already a bit like a god. This is compared to pushing the secrets of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master's Mansion. That thunder game is much simpler.
After Yuanyangzhu’s battle on the river, the suspicious fairy Yunya, because he received a secret letter from Chen Ping’an, Yunya quickly replied with a respectful letter, sending a piece of white jade ganoderma lucidum of semi-immortal rank with merit. forest.
When he travels to the Middle-Earth Continent in the future, if Chen Pingan has a conflict with someone, sincerely say I am not Yunli, and no one believes it.
Xiao Mo returned the white jade Ganoderma lucidum to Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan held the white jade Ganoderma lucidum and gently tapped the palm of his hand.
When the site selection for the next sect was completed, and a period of retreat and practice, in order to return to the Nascent Soul Stage and the Ending Stage, Chen Ping'an planned to take Liu Jinglong to travel through the vast world. The route is almost Beiju Luzhou, Aiaizhou, Zhongtu Shenzhou, South Posuozhou, and then to Fuyaozhou, all the way north to Jinjiazhou and Liuxiazhou.
In addition to the northern borders of Beiju Luzhou, Chen Ping'an is already familiar with the roads, while Aiaizhou, the Liu family of the God of Wealth, and the Leigong Temple of Pei Axiang are all going to be guests.
As for Zhongtu Shenzhou, there are more places to visit or visit along the way, such as Longhushan Tianshifu, Fulu Yuxuan’s Laokeng Fudi, Zhuhaidong Tianqing Shenshan, Cao Ci’s Daduan Dynasty, Yu Panshui was the mysterious dynasty of the Supreme Emperor...not to mention the many victorious places recorded in the "Shanhaizhi" and the Supplementary Book of Gods.
Chen Ping'an looked up, but there was a flash of light in the night not far away, and a cultivator seemed to be evading away from the wind, and then followed by a sword light, instantly pulling out a hundred-meter-long golden lightning.
The trainer flees in a hurry, changing the route several times, still being wrapped around the ankle by that shadowy golden rope, and then one is violently pulled to the ground, and the one who flees, and the one who is chasing is not a monk of the earth immortal.
The place where Jian Guang and the Qi-trainer fell together, only one mile away from the inn, Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'm idle and I'm idle. Let's see the excitement."
In this well-regulated Dali Capital, there are even qi-trainers who dare to volley and fight against others without authorization?
Except for the royal worship of the Song family of Dayi, the only people who can stay in the air are the owners of the innocent card recorded in the Department of Punishment of Dayi.
Like Chen Ping'an, every time he travels in the capital, he has to put on a piece of the Ministry of Justice's last innocence card to pretend.
Moved with Xiao Mo, shrank the mountains and rivers, and came to the place where Jianguang fell.
Dayi Capital occupies a huge area. The inn is neither rich nor expensive, only slightly better than Zhou Haijing’s foothold in the capital.
There seemed to be people fighting in groups on the street, and the two big gangs in Wuyangyang confronted each other, seeing that they were all in the rivers and lakes. It doesn't look like he would go to a table for a drink after he finished his ruthless talk. It was going to be true.
If the two groups of people are added together, even if you don't count the hidden piles that are secretly mixed in the flow of watching guests, there must be a number one hundred and forty or fifty.
Chen Pingan squatted on the wall of the outer wall of a house, with his shoulders shrunk, his arms folded, like a farmer looking at the field.
Xiao Mo sat aside and found that there were a lot of people coming here to watch the excitement in the nearby streets. He was not at all afraid of things. Instead of closing the door to hide from wrongs, he swarmed, because the far-away training Qiman was Jianguang. Pulling back to the ground, the sound of falling to the ground was not small, and the two groups were confronting each other in the street, making it noisy. In the nearby house, even those who had been sleeping and resting had to be awakened.
In the middle of the street, the man who sacrificed the flying sword was a small old man in brocade clothes. After holding one hand, he pinched with and shook it gently.
The victory is in hand, the old is in.
On the top of the old man's head, the hair was sparse, like a dry field that hadn't grabbed the canal water, only a few weeds were far away from each other.
It's just a bit better than the rice field after the autumn harvest.
But if you follow Xiao Mo's rhetoric, it's this old predecessor who doesn't look amazing, looking at Gu Pan Zixiong, who can't be beaten.
Since the old sword fairy did not take the flying sword, the golden light that the flying sword turned into still wrapped around the opponent's ankle. As the old man moved his fingers together, the young monk who was imprisoned by the sword light was full of sword energy at his ankle. The man showed pain on his face, sweat oozing from his forehead, but he didn't beg for mercy, but stared at the old man fiercely.
Xiao Mo glanced at the confrontation between the two groups of people on the street, and asked: "My son, it was in the middle of the night. If you try to provoke and disturb the people like this, the capital government will not care?"
As for this immortal master fight, it must be a ban, but I don't know how to deal with both sides afterwards.
Chen Ping’an said softly:
As long as there is no homicide, it is not a weapon fight. Both sides fight with bare hands. The government will probably open one eye and close one eye. The capital of a country is often a place where fish and dragons are mixed, Jianghu school, martial arts school. Escorts, Yinzhuang ticket numbers, people who eat food and drink, carts and horses, and even thieves, all have their own ancestors and masters, Shantou sects, and branch names. I heard an interesting anecdote from Shopkeeper Liu, saying that the capital is here. On the other hand, there is a guy who holds 37 dung roads of the capital, earns more money than he runs a restaurant on the Changpu River."
Of course, there are also some fledgling young people, youthful spirits, and reliance on their stubbornness. They always regard the government's laws as having nothing, and eat a few more prison meals as their qualifications.
Chen Ping'an said, "Xiao Mo, help me listen to the words of the old sword fairy."
Xiao Mo nodded.
The young monk's face was sullen with anger.
Old Jianxiu laughed loudly and said: "If you are wronged, what do you kid do, will you be wronged by the torture bureau? It's obviously a guilty conscience."
At the same time, he said with heartfelt words: "I'm afraid that your kid won't run. If that's not the case, I really can't do anything to you."
Old Jianxiu shook his head and said, "As a cultivator, you can protect yourself from the wind over the capital, but the first-class prohibition, why bother? It's not that you can't sit down and talk slowly. Fan Gang is the most reasonable person."
My heart’s words are different, "Bad bastard, I will leave you tonight. Even if the Ministry of Rites convicts you afterwards and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs pursues the blame, it is still much better than you."
Open your eyes and speak nonsense, wise people speak silly things.
By the end of the war, the Dayi Dynasty still managed the immortal family on the mountain very strictly, but now the Song court treats the affairs of the rivers and lakes and the people in the martial arts, especially on the Internet, and is extremely tolerant. As long as it does not make too much trouble, the size of the capital The yamen didn't care about the affairs of the world, so Dali's genres of the rivers and lakes sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and many rangers from various countries in the south of Dali accompanied the capital to go north together with merchants.
Perceiving the inquiring sight of Xiao Mo turning his head, Chen Ping'an said indifferently: "The quality of people is easily confused with the right or wrong of things. The laws of the Dali Dynasty have always been right and wrong."
There was a martial arts hall nearby, and a group of young men came. The martial arts hall had strict rules and night restrictions. The master still didn't allow them to have trouble outside, so he could only sneak out to join in the fun. At the moment, he looked up and saw that someone was already on the wall. One of Kong Wu's powerful young men asked, "Brother, where is this place?"
Chen Ping'an moved to Xiaomo's side to make some space, and smiled: "Just us, you are free."
One by one, they rushed forward quickly towards the top of the wall, leaped high, and climbed on the top of the wall with both hands, and then suddenly raised their breath, and reached the top of the wall.
It was a long-simmering dispute between the sects of the Jianghu sect, and it was just twisted and twisted, and somehow it got involved with the gang of gods on the mountain, like dumplings taking turns in the pot, a rare opportunity.
The man asked in a low voice, "Brothers are also Lianjiazi?"
Breathing calmly, there is so much air.
Of course, if you can climb this high wall, you won't be the kind of scholar who can't hold a chicken.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "After a few days of practicing martial arts, I will be able to use martial arts skills. I am a trader at home, and I need to travel north and south frequently, and I will be more stable."
There was a young martial artist squatting next to the man, secretly turning his face, and performing martial arts skills. He must be a rich man who had read a few broken books.
The man continued to ask: "This brother, I have heard that we Yangyuan Martial Arts Hall, our Wu Hall master, although he is not very old, he is a well-known hero in the rivers and lakes of Gyeonggi."
Chen Ping'an said: "I am ignorant."
Regardless of whether the owner is a good man, the martial arts center must be short of money anyway.
Otherwise, if you don't just see an individual on the road, you will have to be drawn into the group and be taken as a moneybag.
The Jianghu school needs a gold master. In fact, it needs a few big pilgrims in the shrines and temples of the gods of mountains and rivers.
Seeing that the man seemed to be lacking in interest, the man still couldn't give up, "Big brother, the hero Situ Qiuting, who is nicknamed'Six-armed Fist', has always heard of it? That is a famous martial arts master, It's the handle in the northern part of the capital. Some government officials have to ask his old man to come forward. The owner of the museum often drank with Situ heroes."
Chen Ping’an nodded. I really heard that, in fact, the other party is not too old, he is a pure martial artist who got a sum of money for medicine from his master disciple. I don’t know what this six-armed martial arts hero thinks. , It seems that the bag of money was also enshrined. If Pei Qian had the same temper when he was a child, the hero would end up worrying.
However, a golden martial artist, mixed with the rivers and lakes, is really enough.
I think I strayed into the lotus root blessed land, a world, a master cultivator, and a knife sharpener Liu Zong. They were not yet able to make the golden martial arts realm. Of course, this old master deliberately did it, coupled with the invisible suppression of the avenues of the blessed land. related.
The man asked: "Brothers are outsiders, right?"
Chen Ping'an put out his sleeves with both hands, turned his head and clasped his fists with a smile: "Brother has a good eye. He is indeed a foreigner from a small place. His surname is Cao Mingmo.
The man nodded, didn't know how to pretend to understand, didn't know the words, so he didn't delay the address anyway.
Chen Ping'an smiled and added, "Spit moo."
A handsome young man walked out of the street, twisting a hip flask with two fingers, drunk, wearing a crane cloak, and drunk eyes.
The man’s eyes lit up, "Brother Cao, let’s be the capital, hidden dragons and crouching tigers. If there is a group of old masters who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, they will have the momentum of thunder, and they will not lose the gods on the mountains, and the four beauties, and the four. Big young masters, all talented, are the martial arts wizards, such as this one, is one of the young masters, and brother Cao are both foreigners, only three to five years in the capital, they have made a big name. It is said that I often go in and out of Chi'er Street."
Qi practitioners only have mountains in their eyes, and martial artists have only rivers and lakes in their eyes.
The brothers and brothers beside the man, so many storytellers on flyovers and restaurants, didn't listen to them for nothing, and didn't spend money in vain.
A martial arts teenager on the wall twisted his ass, but he came out with a fart.
The man turned his head and smiled and cursed: "Sounding fart is not stinky. It's better when you get to your side, so you don't eat garlic cloves. Now it's okay, you can kill people with a fart. You guys just relax and listen. Said that the daughter of this family is weak now, and your moves so much, carefully scaring her soul away."
"Liu Xiaokui, keep your mouth clean, what nonsense!"
It turned out that in the house, two young girls were just about to take a ladder against the wall. A slender woman was twisting a kerchief, gently pressing her nose, and frowning slightly.
On the side, two girls who looked like maids were responsible for reaching out and supporting the ladder, so that my lady could look at the scene outside. One of the maids was more pungent. At the moment, with her hands on her hips, she glared at the man on the wall who couldn’t spit out ivory from the dog’s mouth. Opposing.
It's just that none of the three rushed people.
Another maid hurriedly reminded: "Be quiet, be quiet, let the master know, we will not be able to eat, and we will also cause the young lady to be restrained."
The man named Liu Xiaokui turned around and squatted and said with a smile: "Yeah, isn't this girl Fengsheng? I heard that you hired a Taoist priest in front of you to do this. Now there is a life in the house? Is there any Taoist who took the initiative to go to the door to help exorcise evil spirits? Du Di? I don’t look like a serious person. Don’t be scammed. If you want me to say it, please ask our curator to help you watch the night at your house. If you sit there, you can rely on our curator. With a yang energy, you must be scared of all dirty things, and you don’t need to spend any money. How?"
The maid took a sip, "Liu Xiaokui, you know what a fart, besides a few catties of tendon meat, what else? A small martial arts gym that only scams money, and can't care about things that can only be handled by the fairy master!"
Liu Xiaohui narrowed his smile, not annoying at all, and didn't return his mouth. He just craned his neck and looked at the girl's chest. From here, the scenery was beautiful.
While listening to Xiao Mo's retelling of the heartfelt conversations on the other side of the street, Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked into the mansion. He was a little puzzled. Fortunately for the ordinary Xiaoguojingshi, there would indeed be some fox charms, ghost houses, or licentiousness. Temple gods dominate, but in this big city, there will be ghosts and ghosts wandering around? Except for the Capital City God Temple and the Capital Land Temple, there are many other government officials here. Just the day and night wandering gods can make the spirits, ghosts, evil spirits and evil spirits unable to eat. How dare you to wander around here wantonly? This is like a little thief who does not enter the stream. , Openly at the gate of the county office in broad daylight, cheating against the county lieutenant who specializes in catching theft, you arrest me, are you here to kill me?
Inside this well-respected house, there is indeed a thread of Yin and evil spirit, which is not stable, but it is very shallow. It is necessary to bypass the places where the door gods are posted, and only linger in the shadows around the house, the Yang energy is slightly heavier. You can let them give way. Chen Ping'an looked at the expressions of the three women at the corner of the wall, and there was nothing unusual.
This kind of situation occurs, one is that some people are weak, the soul is unstable, and the yang is insufficient, and they also violate the taboo outside the home, which provokes the so-called dirty things to enter the door, and the other is that the family has a bad morality, and the house loses the shelter of the ancestors. . It's just that this family doesn't look alike in either case. It was mostly the quagmire of the Taoist priest who went in with his left hand and the right hand. He looked for these wealthy portals with small family backgrounds, and made some noise first to scare people and cheat money.
It's like the door can stop the evil spirits and evil spirits, but can't stop the ghosts and ghosts.
The plump maid stretched out her hand to cover her chest, and stared fiercely at the row of sparrow-like sparrows on the wall. Among them were two raw faces, especially one of them. She was still looking into her courtyard at this moment. He turned his head and reminded him in a low voice, "Miss, I think that mate and Liu Xiaochu are not good people."
Chen Ping'an withdrew his gaze and smiled.
Was implicated.
Xiao Mo smiled and retorted: "The girl misunderstood my son, my son is a gentleman."
The girl sneered and said, "Hehe, gentleman Liang Shang is right."
At the same time, Xiao Mo relayed his heartfelt words, "Yeah, really handsome, and quite bookish. Could it be a foreigner who went to Beijing to rush for the exam?"
Chen Pingan was puzzled.
Xiao Mo explained with a smile: "It's the voice of the Fengsheng girl."
Chen Pingan silently records down the street
The faces of those qi-trainers and "Grandmasters of Jianghu" then asked, "Xiao Mo, can you find the guy who made the side money?"
Xiao Mo nodded and said, "Easy."
Chen Ping'an said: "Then move the place, let's go to meet this Taoist priest who is'making money in a good way'."
For some reason, Chen Pingan was in the dark, always feeling that this was a temporary blessing and misfortune... chance. It's not too big, it's dispensable, and it's illusory.
For Chen Ping An, this kind of ups and downs of mood can be regarded as extremely rare.
Even when encountering Xun Xuban who claimed to be a "poor ghost who couldn't keep money," Chen Ping'an only realized afterwards that Xunqu was actually a reincarnation of a god.
After being taken by Xiao Mo to a nearby ordinary inn, the two appeared outside a slightly shabby house out of thin air. The door bolt fell off by itself. Chen Ping An hesitated and pushed in.
There was a young Taoist sitting cross-legged, his old Taoist robe was whitewashed, and he was reading a Taoist book at night with the lamp on. There was a bowl of wine on the table and two dishes to go with. When Chen Ping'an and Xiao Mo showed up, that The young Taoist turned his head slowly and said with a calm expression: "It's finally here."
Chen Ping'an squinted his eyes when he heard this opening remark.
The young Taoist priest still did not get up, but raised his head and looked at the two guys who had crossed the threshold, among them the young man in yellow hat and blue shoes, and closed the door.
The young Taoist priest closed his hand with a rough engraved copy of Taoist classics, and sat so motionless as a mountain, leaning forward a little, and hitting his head, "The Immeasurable Heavenly Master of Fusheng."
Then put your fingers together, move an idle wine glass slightly forward on the table, and then stretch out a palm towards the two uninvited guests, and smile freely: "Yunshui Dazhong, the visitors are guests, only turbid wine One cup, poor people, poor hospitality. As for the two of you, who is drinking depends on your own destiny."
"My son, he looks like a cultivator of the Lower Five Realms, he looks calm on the surface, but his heartstrings trembled and he was very flustered."
Xiao Mo said heartily: "Unless...unless it's an Ascendant monk who is better at hiding his identity than Lu Wei and Cao Rong, and he must be the peak of Ascension, and he prefers to play in the world."
Chen Ping'an sat blankly across the table from the young Taoist priest, took the wine glass, picked up the jug, and poured himself a glass of wine silently.
The young Taoist priest shook his head and smiled: "The immortal on the mountain is really ignorant, and the world is stubborn and stupid."
I stretched out another finger and tapped the rim of my wine glass gently, "I have been working for a long time, and it is not early to enter the mountain."
Xiao Mo stood behind Chen Ping'an, and he was confused. Is this guy playing the front?
"Ouch, it hurts."
Suddenly, the young Taoist priest began to grin. It turned out that Chen Ping'an came to him and grabbed one of his arms.
Chen Ping'an said: "We are members of the yamen. You know what you have committed."
The young Taoist face was pale, and he said loudly: "I was wrong! I shouldn't go to that house to pretend to be a ghost..."
As soon as I heard that the two were government officials, the Taoist priest could no longer pretend to be, and the bamboo tube was like beans, and he told him the trick of being deceived and kidnapped.
Of course, a vassal country from the central part of Dali does not have any Taoist salvation, let alone wearing a Taoist crown. After all, pretending to be a Taoist wandering around, and a Taoist who pretends to be a certain Taoist family, the guilt is big and the difference is different. One is under the control of the imperial court, and the other is going to be under the control of the immortal master of the Taoist monk on the mountain.
Chen Ping'an let go, and glanced at this bold young Taoist priest. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see the slightest way.
The young Taoist priest cried and rubbed his arms. He felt painful, and asked timidly: "Dare to ask the two officials, thirty taels of silver, how many boards have to be struck by the Yamen in Dali Capital, how long will you eat in prison?"
This guy whose real name was Nian Jing, Zi Xianwei, and then named himself a "Xuanxuan Dao Chief" was a habitual offender.
Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Master Xu Xuan, you earned thirty taels of silver in that ritual, how many taels are left on your body right now?"
The young Taoist priest glanced at the books and hip flasks on the table, "The capital is expensive, and there is not much left, only seven or eight."
Chen Ping'an twitched the corner of his mouth, and the young Taoist priest immediately changed his words: "If you return to the official, if you add savings, you must have twenty taels of silver."
Chen Pingan began to look around. The young Taoist sniffed his nose, his heart was cut, and he trembled: "There is still a gold ingot."
Xiao Mo thought it was a bit funny, and this kid didn't have a good time shit.
It was just that Xiao Mo had to take a step back subconsciously in an instant, but with his extremely tenacious Taoism, he could not move, but Xiao Mo came to Chen Ping'an instead, just about to speak his heart, never thought that Chen Ping'an had already spoken. Said: "It's okay. I already know."
Xiao Mo sacrificed his life flying sword for the first time, and it was all four of them.
Chen Ping'an reminded with his heartfelt voice: "Take the flying sword."
Xiao Mo hesitated to speak, but seeing his son's expression firm, he had to silently retract his sword.
It turned out that the young man who pretended to be a Taoist priest had a wooden hairpin in his bun. The style was simple and unique.
Xiao Mo is so familiar with that Daozhan!
Although the wooden hairpin on the head of the young Taoist priest in front of him is definitely not the one it was in the past, the same style alone has already shaken Xiao Mo's heartstrings.
Chen Ping'an still sat on the spot, his expression unchanged.
Probably this is the cause and effect that he personally beat that fairy hairpin city into two pieces in the wild world?
"It seems that you have guessed the identity of the poor Dao."
The young man smiled, stood up slowly, shook the sleeves of the two Dao robes, and was about to speak, but he started to say hey again, it hurts, his hand is about to break, the official is forgiving...
No matter how good at observing words and feelings, no matter how clever tongue is nonsense, he can't hold back a word of pain. These officials are just reckless, they like to be rough, and they are too innocent...
Taking the "Xuanxuan Daoist" out of the inn, the young Taoist priest slung the package, and of course he did not forget to settle the room fee at the counter.
The young official with a bad temper said that he was asked to live in a more spacious place. The young man sighed. The prison food was not delicious.
Inexplicably, he gave him a piece of yellow paper talisman, saying it was a light talisman with Yang Qi, and asked him to go to that house tomorrow to post it at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
I thought it was going to the Yamen, but I didn’t want to walk all the way. The young Taoist walked with sweat, and finally came to an alley. The young Taoist stopped abruptly, looked panicked, and took the initiative to take the package and hand it to it. The guy next to him who called himself Cao Mo fought with his teeth: "You can overdo it, don't commit any crimes! With that gold ingot, all my belongings are worth less than a hundred taels of silver, so you can't commit murder!"
Speaking of later, the young people leaned back against the wall, and they all cried a little bit.
Liu Jia and Zhao Duanming stayed inside the Baiyu Dojo, watching this good scene outside the alley. The master and the disciple looked at each other. Did Mr. Chen bring a living treasure back?
"You can keep the burden on your own. I don't like this little money. The year...Forget it, it's easier to call you Xianwei. As for the real name, I'll leave it."
Chen Pingan waved his hand and said with a smile: "By the way, I am from the mountain. From now on you will follow me in cultivating."
That sluggish and speechless Immortal Wei, as if listening to a heavenly book, was uncertain in his heart. Could it be that there is a mountain and a mountain high, is he a master of lies? What else does the other party do besides cheating money? The question is what else can I do, I am not a woman... When I thought of this, Xian Wei glanced at that Cao Mo's entourage, and suddenly felt sad, and threw the burden to Cao Mo. He sat on the floor again. Killed and stopped moving.
With a dark face, Chen Ping'an had to raise one hand, and from the palm of his palm, he sacrificed the five thunder seal, the brilliance flowed, illuminating the lane.
Xianwei was taken aback, and suddenly recovered, Ma Liuer picked up the baggage from the ground, slung it on his back, and followed Cao Mo to the alley. The husband, even if he walked through the fire, his brows were not frowned.
"Master Cao, could it be that I was in the market and caught my Xian family's roots at a glance? Think I am the kind of manufacturable?"
"Dare to ask which mountain mansion Cao Xianshi came from? But the land fairy who can raise his hand to catch the moon and the stars in the legend?"
"Master Cao, why don't I call you Master? The red tape of worshiping the teacher and worshipping the statues can be slowed down. Master, do I have brothers and sisters now? When will I be able to meet?"
Seeing that the on the mountain didn't talk to him, Xianwei touched his stomach, bit his scalp, changed his name to Master Cao again, and asked tentatively: "Is there anything to eat? After walking all the way, I was panicked with hunger."
Chen Pingan took out the key, opened the door of the house, and said with a smile: "Xiao Mo, go buy a supper and come back."
Xiao Mo nodded silently, his figure disappeared in a flash.
In the front yard, Chen Pingan asked Xianwei to live in a wing temporarily, so that he should not walk around casually, and stay in the house honestly. Chen Pingan walked over to the alley again and chatted with the master and apprentice. After the sentence, he handed over the seals that had just been completed by the two parties to Liu Jia, who helped them to the Patriarch of the Zhao family in Tianshui.
Back in the front yard of the house, the "young Taoist priest" was devouring his head and Xiao Mo stood at the door. Chen Ping'an glanced at the Taoist hairpin again and returned to the study building.
Nothing happened overnight.
After eating and drinking, Xianwei couldn't sleep until he finally fell asleep in a daze.
The next day, the young Taoist priest found that Cao Mo had disappeared. He was indeed a on the mountain. His temperament was uncertain and his whereabouts were mysterious. Only the guy who claimed to be "Xiao Mo" in the yard accompanied him to the house. Xianwei had a talk of his own, and then gave his own lantern talisman to Master Cao, and posted it to the entrance of the ancestral hall, and it was all right. Then Xiao Mo grabbed him by the shoulders, and only felt like clouds and fog, and when he looked at it, he came to a Xianjia ferry crossing outside the capital, Jinsudu, whose name is not very pleasing, but Xianwei knows why he named it that way. The Dali Frontier Army has fought many battles in the past 100 years. The reason why he walked all the way north to Dali Capital by relying on a pair of feet and walking north to Dali Capital. Isn’t he sincerely fascinated by the invincibility of Dali’s iron cavalry?
It's just a penny that stumps the hero. If you really want to be rich, why bother to cheat and spend a lot of money at the restaurant on the Changpu River.
Xiao Mo just asked Xianwei to stand where he was. The latter took a closer look and discovered that there was a fortune-telling booth in the distance. It was the Master Cao who had changed his outfit, dressed in a green yarn robe, and there was only a lottery on the table.
Here at the ferry, it is the light of the sky. The stall at this moment actually has a business. She is an ordinary woman with two children. She is a young girl with similar eyebrows. The three of them are in the same position. Sitting on the bench in front of the stall.
Standing next to him was an aged butler.
Only a little further away, there seemed to be two burly men with sharp eyes, no doubt that they were in the nursing home.
Xianwei still has this vision, whether the woman's tolerance or the two rebels' vigorous and powerful aura, in short, it is not an ordinary person, maybe it is a certain general in the capital.
Teacher Cao Xian is really powerful, Daoxing is indeed better than himself. Acknowledge a master, sincerely do not lose.
Chen Ping’an had previously traveled to Aquarius Island, and made a special trip to the hometown of General Su Gaoshan on the way. He never built a mansion to build a large tomb, and his family did not ascend to the sky. The family members only changed from the poor home to the worry-free. Farming and reading heirlooms.
At this moment, the fortune-teller who claimed to be the "Xuanxuan Dao Chief" was unsolving the lottery for the woman, which was used to calculate the trip. Fortunately, it was a winning lottery. The woman listened carefully, and her eyebrows were a little bit of joy.
In addition to a pre-settled hexagram, the woman gave an extra ten taels of silver.
The young Daoist smiled and drew out a white jade lucky sign from his sleeve, then slapped his head and said that good deeds make a couple, and then he drew out another lucky lucky sign, saying it was a gift to the noble son. .
Fulu Ankang, Ronghua Jichang, the income is satisfied, and there is orchid fragrance for thousands of miles.
The roots are luxuriant and the leaves are luxuriant, and the crops are rain-run.
When the woman saw the lucky sign inscription, she was happy to accept it. She turned sideways and took out a snowflake money from an old embroidered bag, gently placed it on the table, "I beg the chief Taoist to accept it."
It's just that the young Taoist leader, who is good at talking, gently pushed the fairy money back and smiled and said, "Fortune is hard to buy. Madam does not need to be polite, just treat it as good and good."
Xiao Mo asked in his heart: "Master, if you do this, will the Song Clan have any ideas?"
Chen Pingan replied: "Then make them want to go."
Xiao Mo smiled and nodded slightly, because the two children beside the lady had a pair of red lanterns hanging behind him.
There is a string of golden characters on each lantern, secretly made by Ji Sefeng Patriarch Hall, signed by Chen Pingan.
Another seal is stamped with a private seal.
Hidden official.
The lady left the fortune-telling booth with a pair of children, but did not forget to let them say thank you to the young master.
After walking some distance, the woman and the old housekeeper seemed to have a few words before she learned the truth. She suddenly turned her head and looked at it. The young Taoist master who is not the hostess has stood up, her arms are sleeved, and her face is smiling. , Waved goodbye to them.
The woman stopped, she turned around, and gave a blessing to the young man.
The man took a step back and returned the gift.
Although she was the first-class imperial wife of the Dayi court, she didn't know much about the government and the women on the battlefield. In fact, it was only today that we knew that the last hermit of the Great Wall of Sword Qi was the same as our Dayi family.
In the early morning, the moon sets and the sun rises and the climate is fresh.
Like a person walking at night, wearing the stars and wearing the moon, it is already dawn.