Chapter 896

Chen Pingan found an inn in a lively place to stay, but he still needed to settle the bill with the gold and silver. The three of them stayed for three days, and the total amount was twenty-eight coins.

When Chen Pingan saw this thing, he remembered for no reason the set of guys in Yang's shop in the early years. In addition to cutting broken silver when buying and selling, he also specially weighed some expensive rare herbs, so Chen Pingan saw it every time when he was a child. The store clerk is willing to mobilize the crowd and take out this thing to weigh some kind of herbal medicine, so the child who is carrying a big basket and standing under the high counter will tightly purse his mouth, hold the rope on his shoulders with both hands, and his eyes will be very bright , I just feel that the hard work of most of the day, the wind and the sun and the rain are nothing.

Thoughts changed quickly and he couldn't hold back, because the scorpion in front of him belonged to weighing instruments, and Chen Pingan thought of the time scale and the weights and measures in Haoran Tianxia. Naturally, he remembered the one that Song Jixin mentioned in Dadu Temple Dial across the river and dragon to train Qi warriors. Because the scales on the counter of the inn, the weighing pan, the ebony pole, and several small cupronickel weights are obviously common things at the foot of the mountain, so after a glance, Chen Pingan found that they were not real objects, just like the books in Entry City, so he did not have them. Look and think more.

Pei Qian has a whole set of scales herself, and two of the weights have engraved "never lose money" and "only make money" for her, so at the moment it seems that she is close to relatives and old friends from other places, and she is naturally close , Pei Qian was going to be more careful than Chen Pingan, and looked carefully, she suddenly said quietly to Chen Pingan: "Master, this set of scales uses horned poles, which ordinary people can't afford."

Chen Pingan laughed inwardly and said, "Mostly it is a product of a wealthy family who has fallen in the family and is living in the market. It is a pity that no matter how expensive the material is, this thing is also a false appearance, and we cannot take it away."

Pei Qian nodded, thought for a while, and asked again: "There is a line of small characters on the scale bar, 'The mountain is generous, and the internal treasury is respectful'. Master, is there any explanation here?"

Chen Ping shook his head, "I don't know, but since it was made by the inner treasury, it must be something in the palace. I just don't know the specific dynasty."

Pei Qian asked: "Master, let's get settled in the inn later, I will go to the Fuzhi bookstore alone to find out what is 'Shanyang Dafang'?"

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing, the knowledge in the world is so diverse, there is no limit to learning, but Pei Qian is willing to explore, of course Chen Ping'an will not refuse her eagerness to learn, nodded and said: "Yes."

I asked for two rooms from the inn, and Chen Pingan was alone. After taking a seat in the room, he opened the cotton package and spread it on the table. Pei Qian came here to bid farewell to his master, then left the inn alone, and ran to the Zhangjiao City Bookstore to check the origin of the strange inscription "Shanyang Dafang". On the table, she was at Chen Ping'an's side, standing on the bench, and accompanied the good mountain master to look at the treasures that had been picked up. The little girl was a little greedy, and asked if she could play? Chen Pingan was flipping through the booklet that the bearded man gave him, and nodded with a smile. Millet just handled it lightly, not interested in scrolls or paperweights, and finally started admiring the narcissus basin that caught her eye earlier, raised her hands high in admiration, and even rubbed her face slightly Cool porcelain basin, cool and cool.

Chen Pingan opened a page of the brochure and said with a smile: "If you like it, I'll give it to you. But I told you in advance that the small pot is fake and you can't take it with you. You can only stay on the ferry for a few days and play for a few days. When the time comes, don't take it away." sad."

This porcelain basin has a good history. In the brochure presented by the bearded guest, it is known as a narcissus monastery cave, and the bottom is "eight hundred water descendants". It is a bit like a "relative" with the small gold-plated water tank, and can be regarded as a The natural water mansion is similar to the water palace and dragon boat that Liu Chongrun of Zhuchai Island secretly salvaged with the help of Zhu Lian and others in his early years. It's a pity that the narcissus basin is also some kind of illusion refined by the immortal master.

Xiao Mili held the narcissus basin, shook her head vigorously and said, "I just like it, so I can take a closer look, even if the small water basin is real, I don't want it, or I will take it to Lupo Mountain. Worrying about getting caught by thieves will delay my mountain patrol."

Chen Ping flipped through the booklet several times, but there was not much content anyway, and he had nothing to do.

According to the many detailed records on these objects in the brochure, not only the narcissus pot, but also the bundle of dead plum blossom branches, together with the "Shu Ye" style ebony paperweight, as well as the strangely shaped moon flower vessel and "dressing" scroll, are all just chance clues One of the links is just a bridge connecting the other two things. In fact, there is only one "Yunmeng Changsong" ancient bow in the Baozhai of the bearded man Zhang San. The rank is still difficult to determine, and Chen Pingan feels that this bow is a bit hot.

As for the small gold-plated water tank that served as the gate of the palace, Taoist Qing Niu didn't know how to behave, so he donated Shao Baojuan who answered the question. Shao Baojuan can ask for a certain sense of "seal" to turn the water tank from empty to real. The depth of the water in the water tank depends on Shao Baojuan's "speaking of Tianxian" with a certain emperor in Chuigong City It's a matter of seeking closure. On the brochure, it is said that this thing can complement the "Dragon King Basket". The Dragon King Basket can overwhelm the genus of Jiaolong in the world, but Menhai can use dragon air as bait to raise water descendants in the world and keep them in water tanks. "Half-running water", one catch and one raise, seamless.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "When we go back to Luzhou Dumb Lake in Beiju, we can stay there for a few more days. Are you happy?"

Xiao Mi Li smiled from ear to ear, but said: "It's so-so, happy bowl has a big mouth."

She put the narcissus basin on the table, leaned on the table, and added, "When you go back to Luopo Mountain, it will be as big as the table."

Chen Pingan joked: "My brother Zuo has a bad temper, especially with strangers, it's hard to talk to. Even with my little brother, Zuo brother never has a smiling face, so he treats Xiaomi Li very hard. I am impressed."

Putting her chin on her arm, Xiaomi Li asked softly, "My good Shanzhu, do you miss Mrs. Shanzhu?"

Chen Pingan couldn't help but nodded, "Of course I would."

Xiaomi Li frowned and said, "I don't think so."

Chen Pingan put down the booklet, picked up the ebony paperweight and played with it in his hand, as if jokingly said: "You have to let yourself not think that way, so you can not think that way, do you want to?"

Xiaomi Mi frowned, and said cleverly: "The owner of the mountain said yes."

Chen Pingan has read the brochure. In fact, he has inherited the package of the bearded man now, and he can also set up a stall on the ferry to welcome guests.

Standing up and putting down the ebony paperweight, Chen Pingan took out a lantern talisman, hung it in the air, and burned it slowly, then walked to the window, there was a talisman in the book that was handed out earlier, and 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 hand it back to Chen Pingan. This means that Chen Pingan's move did not break the rules of the night boat. Zhang Fulu fell into the sea like a mud cow, without a trace.

If you don't hit a wall, you don't know where the boundaries of the rules are.

After boarding the night sailing ship this time, Chen Pingan still did as the Romans did, and generally followed the rules, but there were some subtle things that still needed to be tried. In fact, this is similar to fishing. You need to make a nest to lure fish in advance, and you also need to know how deep to fish. What's more, when fishing big, there is knowledge about fishing big, and when fishing small, there is the way to catch small. At first, Chen Ping'an's purpose was very simple, which was to rescue all the monks on the ferry boat in Beiju Luzhou within one month, leave the night boat, and return to Haoran together. With Li Shilang who treats guests with a cold face, Chen Pingan really doesn't believe in evil, so let's try it out by breaking his wrists.

Chen Pingan counted silently in his heart, and when he turned around, a lantern talisman just burned out, exactly the same as when he entered the city before, without the slightest deviation.

Previously, the two sides met on a narrow road in the Taoist Fengjun's unique Niaoju Mountain road. It is probably because Chen Pingan has always respected the old man and accumulated a lot of illusory luck. After some friendly chats, Chen Pingan instead used a temporary hand-painted map of the five mountains to make a deal with the Taoist priest of Qingniu. The painting of the Five Sacred Mountains drawn by Chen Pingan is very ancient in shape and style, and it is quite similar to all the paintings of the Five Sacred Mountains in the later generations of Haoran Tianxia. It was kept in safekeeping and then placed in the Ouhua Blessed Land of Luoba Mountain. Of course Chen Pingan is no stranger to this.

Feng Jun finally got what he wanted, and he was very pleased. Chen Pingan, a young man who seemed to be a lucky star, was even more impressed by the skinny old man. Someone helped to take the long sword "Night Tour" to another city. Not only that, but the old Taoist in a good mood volunteered to do some extra small business with Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan talked about a few secrets about the ferry, but of course Feng Jun only talked about some good things, such as the way to leave the boat, and the method of leaving the city for another city, how Shao Baojuan became the lord of the city, and what it takes to become the lord of a city If you act cheaply, the old gods will laugh and say nothing.

Chen Pingan has always been in touch with the long sword "Night Tour" that is no longer by his side, just like a light flickering in the distance in the middle of the night. In the night, passers-by Chen Pingan can clearly see it.

As long as Chen Ping is ruthless and chops the sky and the earth on the ferry with a sword, the two echo each other. Chen Ping is confident that he can let Pei Qian and Xiaomi leave the ferry first, and at the same time, he can go to the city where Fengjun is located and stay on this night boat. hang out. When the time comes, let Pei Qian return to the Pimazong ferry, and fly the sword directly to the two places of Taihui Jianzong and Padifeng, and Beiju Luzhou. Chen Ping'an actually has a lot of friends and respected seniors.

Millet stood on the bench, thinking of something, she was so happy, put her hands over her mouth, and said with a laugh: "Good man, Shanzhu, let's go to the rivers and lakes together again, this time let's go to that mountain for a while. Immortals in the mountains of the Immortal Mansion, don’t be kicked out just because you don’t know how to recite poems.”

Chen Ping said solemnly: "How is it possible? My poetry writing skills have improved greatly these years, and I am not afraid of anyone. Xiaoli, I am not bragging with you. I met a man who thought he was The old monk of the scholar is still in the 14th realm. It seems that his pseudonym is Lu Fayan. Anyway, he admires my poem name. He took the initiative to find me at the top of the city and said that my poems are in rhythm and amazing. When I see it, I get worried."

Xiao Mili was startled when he heard it, and clapped his hands quickly, with a radiant look, "Amazing!"

Alas, it's just a pity that my 18 martial arts skills are useless, because this time I traveled far away to my hometown of Dumb Lake, in fact, Xiao Mili secretly asked the old cook for many poems, and wrote them in a book, or The old cook is careful. At that time, he asked her that since the poems were figured out by millet grains, aren't they? Xiaomi Mili was confused and confused at the time, is it a hammer? How does she know what it is. Zhu Lian asked her to copy it on the note, otherwise she would show her flaws. Mi Li suddenly realized that when she turned on the lamp to copy the poems one by one, the old cook was eating melon seeds, and patiently answered Mi Li, what words in the poems, How does it read and what does it mean.

Xiao Mili asked the old cook whether all these were copied from the book? The old cook said no, it was all his temporary thoughts, and he was in a hurry to make a decision, and his knowledge was out of date. At that time, Xiaomi Mili was very impatient, and said that she should not involve the good Shanzhu and her and be looked down upon by others. The old cook said no, and he also said that in his hometown, many people said that his poems were fished out of the moon in the water, folded from the willows at the ferry, and picked up from the wine tank, so it is still a bit awkward Yes, he does whatever he wants, but it is the fairy language that many famous poets can't get in their whole lives.

Xiao Mili was skeptical, but finally believed what the old cook said.

That night, under the lights on the table, the little girl was copying the text while swinging her legs, and the old cook was babbling while cracking melon seeds.

That's why Luopo Mountain is so popular with Zhou Mili. Even if the good mountain owner is often not at home, there are still Pei Qian, the old cook, sister Nuanshu, Jingqing Jingqing...

For this protector of the Luopo Mountain in the cave state, the Sword Qi Great Wall is also a very good place. In Zhou Mili's heart, it is the third best place in the world after Luopo Mountain and Dumb Lake!

One is the hometown where there are many friends, the other is the hometown where the rivers and lakes are small and not too big, and the other is the place where she, the dumb lake monster, accidentally became famous in two worlds.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to the millet grain standing on the stool and pressed it twice, "We are going out and walking in the rivers and lakes, we must be prudent and restrained."

Xiao Mili sat down on the bench and lay down on the table again, a little sad, frowned and whispered: "Good mountain master, I can't seem to help you. Outside Luoluo mountain... "

Speaking of this, the little girl in black scratched her head and refused to say any more, but she was a little embarrassed. Some people say that she is just a big fart in the cave, or a little monster of unknown origin. It is a big joke to be the guardian of Luopo Mountain. In fact, she has been very sad for many years, because those gossips are originally To be honest, she was just afraid that Sister Nuanshu and the others were worried, so she pretended that nothing happened.

Chen Ping smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Xiaomi Li's head, guessed a general idea, and tentatively said: "Some outsiders said that your level is not high, so they laughed at you and chewed your tongue behind your back?"

No one really told Chen Pingan about this matter after returning to Luopo Mountain. For such an important matter, no one said that he had to keep an account. From Cui Dongshan to Pei Qian to the old cook, and Chen Lingjun, none of them could escape, only Xiao Nuanshu, forget it.

Millet Li hummed, and said cautiously: "Good mountain owner, it's not that I'm afraid of carrying burdens. I patrol the mountain with a golden pole every day, just to secretly remind myself of my responsibilities. It's just that such a high-ranking official, why not?" Change someone else, I think Jing Qing is pretty good, he also likes to be an official, so I think it's quite suitable for him to be the guardian of the mountain.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Let him be the guardian of Luopo Mountain? No matter how courageous our Uncle Chen is, he wouldn't dare to have such an idea, and Ling Jun is even more unwilling to compete with you for this official title."

Even if Chen Lingjun dared to be the suzerain of the next sect, when discussing matters in the ancestral hall, in front of a large group of his own family members who either hacked to death with a sword or punched him to death with a few punches, this guy could put on a look of being who I am. The posture, but alone dare not be enshrined in this mountain guard. Chen Lingjun is good. He is the most loyal in the world. No one has it. He dares to fight for anything. For example, he is willing to give everything to the status of the suzerain. Many family backgrounds, according to Zhu Lian's statement, Uncle Chen was really stretched and poor in those years, so that it was only with Wei Shanjun that he couldn't stand up straight. But Chen Lingjun would not snatch anything that already belonged to someone else, not to mention the mountain-protecting offerings of rice grains, even the benefits and cheapness of the size of sesame mung bean on Luoluo Mountain, Chen Lingjun would not touch it. In short, Chen Lingjun is an old Jianghu who wants to save face and suffer.

Perhaps even Chen Lingjun himself didn't know, whether it was the tiger Wei Bo, whom he kept countless accounts, or the master Zhongqiu, who didn't have much contact with him, they all spoke highly of him.

And deep down in Chen Pingan's heart, the seat of the left protector, which had been hanging vacant in Luopo mountain, was prepared for Chen Lingjun early in the morning. In the secret letter sent to Cao Qinglang back then, this matter was mentioned, and after this guy succeeded in desecrating, if Luoposhan determined that he could not return to his hometown, the matter would be settled. It's just that when Chen Pingan returned to Haoran Tianxia and arrived at Luopo Mountain, he saw that Chen Lingjun was indeed walking a little too much, so he deliberately didn't mention it. God is it.

Chen Ping comforted: "Who has the biggest official on Luopo Mountain? Who speaks the most?"

Xiaomi Li grinned and said, "Of course it's the good Shanzhu!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "On the Luopo Mountain, the officials are big and small. They don't look at the level of the realm, but only... the fame! Then tell yourself, who can be the guardian of the mountain to convince the public?"

Xiao Mi Li was in high spirits, but deliberately sighed heavily, folded her arms around her chest, and raised her little head high, "This is a bit worrying, even if you don't become an official."

Chen Ping nodded with a smile, "That's not it."

Pei Qian returned to the inn, knocked on the door and entered.

Chen Pingan just casually asked Xiaomi why he wanted to go to Hongzhu Town to play together. It stands to reason that Hongzhu Town is very close to Luopo Mountain. Li Jin, the God of Okinawa River who runs a shop and sells books in the town, has a lot of incense and love with Luopo Mountain. The land of birth", and the embroidered river water god, because of the relationship with the ghost in the wedding dress, is not unfamiliar with the Gu family and Chen Pingan in Niping Lane, so there should be no accidents. In addition, Yang Hua, the God of Iron Talisman, and Chen Pingan have some complicated grievances and grievances. It can be said that the incense villain who came to Luobashan Dianmao on time was born in the Chenghuang Pavilion of Zhouzhou, so it is a big one. In the boundary of Longzhou, there is only one Yuye River left, and the rest of the landscape forces have a very intricate relationship with Luoba Mountain.

Pei Qian's face immediately became embarrassed, Chen Pingan, who didn't think much at first, immediately thought a little more, glanced at himself, the great disciple of Kaishan, Pei Qian's eyes rolled, it was exactly the same as when she got into trouble when she was young and was caught by Chen Pingan scene.

Xiao Mili quickly looked puzzled, and then pretended to be stupid: "Why do we want to visit Hongzhu Town together? Is there any other reason? Well, this is a melon seed-sized question, haha, didn't I give the answer earlier? Good Man Mountain Master doesn’t have a good memory. Actually, I don’t have much money in my pocket, so I can’t afford melon seeds…”

Speaking of this, the little girl really couldn't make it up anymore, so she turned her head to look at Pei Qian bitterly.

Pei Qian had no choice but to gather his voice into a thread, and talked with his master about the turmoil in the Yuye River, about Chen Lingjun's sacrifice to the Dragon King basket, the old cook's question about the water god, and the younger brother's visit to the water mansion later, of course. The Water Goddess did come to the door to apologize in the end. It's just that I couldn't hold it back, Pei Qian also talked about the scene of Mi Li wandering alone on the mountain, Mi Mi was really careless, walking on the mountain road, stuffing emerald green leaves into his mouth, looking left and right People, just chew the leaves in a big mouthful, and use them to loosen the silt. From the beginning to the end, Pei Qian did not deliberately conceal, nor did he add embellishment, everything was just telling the truth.

After hearing this, Chen Pingan nodded and said only three words, "Got it."

He pretended not to have heard Pei Qian's explanation, just rubbed Mi Li's head, and said with a smile: "When we go back to our hometown, we'll just visit Hongzhu Town together, and we'll visit the temple and water mansion and so on."

Xiaomi Li smiled and continued to play with the narcissus basin.

Pei Qian took out several books, each with folded pages, and said seriously: "Master, I have found the root, it is Liu Chenggui, a native of Shanyang, with generous characters. There are many official histories and government records. There are records of this person under many items including Minghuan, Wenyuan, and Water Conservancy, but the length is not too long. According to the records in the book, it seems that this person took the lead in getting money into the business, making this Planting a Yamashita weighing instrument is more accurate.”

Chen Pingan started to flip through the book, because Pei Qian had already had the folded pages, and the pages were flipped through very quickly. From this point of view, this sage in the book, Zhu Lian, and Liu Mao, the third prince of Huanghuaguan, can all be regarded as fellows. Proficient in all kinds of arithmetic and regulations.

When Chen Pingan saw the entry of the temple, he found that this person had built the Yuqing Zhaoying Palace by order and served as a deputy envoy. In addition, the emperor offered sacrifices to Fenyin and sent Liu Chenggui to supervise the delivery of supplies. This person once opened up waterways.

Chen Pingan understood in his heart, and instantly understood why he met Xie Zi at the inn, and why he almost missed the chance with him. Chen Ping'an's closeness to the water, as well as the few books on arithmetic and arithmetic among his belongings, may be one of the clues. But the Daoist book that was sent out in Entry City today is probably the root cause of why we met and didn’t know each other, and couldn’t see it at a glance. If it wasn’t for Pei Qian’s insistence on looking up the book, Chen Ping’an would definitely not care about it. You can't see any inscriptions on the scale beam.

And Pei Qian has a complete set of pens, which is another karma and a chance that belongs to her, so she can see that inscription.

That Yunmeng long pine bow was really hot. Is it possible to say that many causal threads that are illusory and dispensable in Haoran Tianxia will be greatly displayed on the night sailing ship? For example, the Qingniu Taoist priest, Zhao Yao rode an ox cart to leave the Lizhu Cave, the old master of the Taoist Temple in the East China Sea, and the true-shaped picture of the old ancestors of the Five Mountains in the Ouhua Blessed Land. A bearded man, a lame donkey, Pei Qian has read about his rivers and lakes stories in novels. When Pei Qian was a child, he always wanted to have a donkey and walk the rivers and lakes together. Mr. Wusong from the weapon shop, Bai Ye's fairy sword Taibai with a sharp point, night tour with the sword...

Pei Qian looked at the thoughtful master and asked softly, "Is there any trouble?"

Chen Pingan came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled, "On the contrary, it solved a lot of doubts in Master's heart. There are already some clues to the operation of this ferry."

Originally, Chen Ping'an had actually been overwhelmed by the mess in Entry City, which had covered up a previous idea.

Now it is more and more certain that the key to this night boat is after all the scholars who talk 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 too much about!

Chen Pingan reopened the booklet presented by the bearded man, and slowly thought about it.

There are a total of twelve cities on the night cruise, and there are four upper cities among them, so there should be four middle cities and four lower cities.

In addition to the city lord Li Shilang, the entry city also has a deputy city lord. For the rest of the city, it should be roughly the same, and there will be a principal and a deputy.

A city with countless arches, among them is the cool summer resort at the northern foot of Lishan Mountain, where the next opportunity related to that scroll is hidden. Jigou City, where Long Bin, the "Guardian of Pine Smoke", is located, hides clues about the fate of "Guangling Zhixi Spectrum".

In the famous shop, the young shopkeeper who had a "debate between Haoliang and Liang" with Lu Chen, the third head teacher of Bai Yujing, even proposed to use a Haoliang raising sword gourd to help Chen Pingan open up a new city. This means that the number of cities on the ferry is very 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 boat to collect the world's knowledge. Coupled with the few words of Shao Baojuan, especially the predestined relationship with the monk who carried the load and the old woman selling cakes, it also revealed a bit of the rules of the road at the right time and place. Most of the living gods on the ferry, their words and deeds It seems that it will go back and forth, and among the local people on the ferry, there are only a small group of people left, such as the lord of this entry city, the bearded man, and Mr. Wu Song from the weapon shop, are exceptions.

But in this way, this small group of people seems to be more trapped in the cage of landscape writing. Year after year, hundreds of thousands of years, it's like reading the same book all the time, only waiting for foreigners to board the ship, and only then can there be a little interval, and occasionally some words are added or deleted. For these old gods with a long history, Wouldn't it be even worse for the old man?

Chen Pingan took out a blank sheet of paper from the things close at hand, and wrote down the people he saw, the places he knew, key words, and the origin and direction of all chance clues.

Pei Qian had just entered the city earlier, when she saw three miraculous figures, a court lady with a lantern, a girl with a fan in a small mansion, and a boy with antlers with silver eyes standing on a covered bridge between a colorful building, Most of them are some important characters in the big cities outside the entry city. They are either deputy city lords, or close servants of the city lord like Long Bin and Qin Zidu.

Pei Qian watched the master write densely on a piece of white paper, then the master wrapped his arms around his sleeves, stared at the paper and began to meditate.

Pei Qian said softly: "Master, the coupon that Li Shilang handed over."

This is a question, but not a question.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It means that we already have a place to stay in the entry city, just like the Guimai mansion on the Osmanthus Island, because after selling mountain coupons is changed to buying mountain coupons, it is equivalent to the delivery of one under the mountain. The government inspected the land deed. It's just that Master didn't intend to live there. If there is a chance in the future, he still has to sell it back to Li Shilang. It’s hard not to be out of mind or out of mind, after all, it hurts the peace.”

Pei Qian frowned, noticing something strange, immediately took out the green paper coupon from his sleeve, and found the word "Qi Ting Ting" on the back, and at the same time a voice resounded throughout the room, "Chen Jianxian It will be too late if you don’t go and buy the scorpion again.”

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "City Master Li, don't see anything wrong with it, don't hear anything wrong with it, right or wrong?"

Li Shilang replied with a smile: "The world's knowledge, you can't see it anymore? Everyone cherishes themselves with their brooms. Is it a good thing? As for the indecent hearing, it's not worth mentioning. You and I know it well. There is no need to fight this machine. It was you who deliberately first You mentioned me, I will help you to verify this matter again. In the next three days, I can do it myself."

Pei Qian looked at Chen Ping'an, and wanted to ask Master if he could believe the words of the Lord of the Entry City. After all, Li Shilang is so thoughtless, it seems that he didn't like Master very much from the beginning. On the contrary, it was the city where Long Bin was located, who seemed to know the status of the master's hidden official, and made a special trip to the entry city to ask for a complete seal.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "It is better to have no books than to believe in books."

Pei Qian asked, "Master, what did you say about that?"

In fact, Pei Qian didn't understand that Li Shilang was the only one who wanted to talk about this matter. The master said that this thing is an illusion. What's the point of gain and loss? But it seems unreasonable to say that the lord of an entry city deliberately cheated them of money, that would be too boring and hypocritical.

Chen Pingan explained: "The value of the zizi does not lie in the actual zizi itself, but in the scales carefully carved by Liu Chenggui, and on those large and small weights. When you meet someone who knows the goods, they will become valuable. It’s worth money. Even if you can’t take the weights with you, the master can help you follow the original specifications, accurately draw the scale spacing, and then mend and restore those slightly worn weights, that’s why Li Shilang reminded you.”

Chen Ping hesitated for a moment, and said to Pei Qian seriously: "But this is your opportunity to make money, you can fight or not, it's all right between the two."

Pei Qian said without hesitation: "Forget it, 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. Heroes and heroes are just waiting for my order before going out to show off. Don't worry about money. Not enough."

Pei Qian pinched Xiaomi Li's cheek, "That's not the case."

Chen Ping let Pei Qian stay in the house, walked out alone, and saw a group of people at the counter of the inn.

A little surprised, because like myself, they are obviously foreigners who have just boarded the ship not long ago.

A young Confucian scholar with a bookcase on his back, with a face of a weak crown, and a calm expression, he has a scholarly jade pendant hanging from his waist.

Chen Pingan is no stranger to this, Zhong Kui, and the gentleman Wang Zai of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, all have it. The style is the same, but the seal characters are different.

The Confucian scholar was discussing with the store clerk how to buy and sell zizi.

In addition, there is a young Taoist priest with a mahogany sword on his back, and a young monk standing beside him, carrying a shrine covered by a cloth, which is the accompanying Buddha.

The young Taoist priest was particularly suave, and he was laughing softly 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. It must be the heretic heretic. Leave the nerd aside and go to kill demons and eliminate demons?"

The young monk was silent.

The three of them were not surprised when they saw Chen Pingan.

As for Chen Ping's attention, it was an old man with a sword standing not far from the street outside the inn. There was no doubt that he was a sword fairy, and he might be a fairyland.

The young Taoist priest with the mahogany sword on his back had already shrunk his hands into his sleeves, pinched his fingers to do some mental calculations, and then immediately shook his head, his fingers felt like burning coals, he smiled angrily, and offered to apologize to Chen Pingan: "Xiao Dao is rude, what an offense, Offended. This place is really too weird, everyone will be surprised when they see it, and it is easy to walk with trembling all the way."

It's really weird. Although they have special identities and responsibilities, they can get on this ferry unimpeded, but if they want to change the city, they also need to solve puzzles. There is no shortcut to pass through layers of passes. Fortunately, this guy Yuan Xi seems to have nothing to do. I don't know, the talent is like a broken bamboo, and finally peeled off the cocoon, followed the increasingly clear thread, all the way to this entry city, which is the most difficult for foreigners to enter.

Otherwise, Huang Zigui from Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion feels that if he travels alone on this ferry, even if he has a life-saving talisman, he will not even think about leaving in seventy or eighty years, honestly. In fact, it's like a ghost hitting a wall here, at least it's a place to visit the mountains and rivers. Those cities are actually as big as the mountains and rivers of dynasties. On the way of traveling, some people hold lanterns and write the words "Three Officials and Great Emperors", which are red and black, hanging on the gates, which can relieve evil. Some people use twigs to insert incense and offer candles, and worship one step at a time, so as to worship incense devoutly to the top of the mountain.

There was a long-faced man who sold wine, and when he got drunk, he got drunk and mad with the accountant of the restaurant, saying that he wanted to kill you.

There was a crazy man named Bu Zhun, who was holding a large handful of burnt bamboo slips. Whenever he met anyone, he would ask if he could fill in the text, and he would be rewarded generously.

A post cavalry set off from the capital, and on the white walls of the post station and road pavilion, posted an imperial edict all the way on the wall. It complements each other with the poems inscribed on the wall by the traveler and the traveling literati. There is also the bearer who sweats profusely during the day, gambles late at night, and stays tireless all night long, making the officials who read at night by burning lights in the next house shake their heads. Especially in the Benmo city before the entry city, young Taoist priests saw with their own eyes a large group of officials from Qingliu who were thrown into the rolling river by armored warriors like dumplings. But there is a scholar standing in the distance, smiling happily.

Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile, "It's okay. Watch the fun and don't join in the fun."

"atmosphere!"

The little celestial master of Longhu Mountain and the green-clothed guest praised each other, then lightly tapped the young monk's shoulder with his elbow, "You two can chat, don't you just say a few words?"

The young monk continued to practice closed-mouth meditation, but he looked more at Chen Pingan. The young monk clasped his hands together, and Chen Pingan returned the salute.

The Confucian scholar spent a few taels of silver to buy the scorpion from the inn. The young Taoist asked, "How?"

The Confucian scholar shook his head and said, "It doesn't mean much, talking is better than nothing."

A group of three walked out of the inn, and the old sword fairy on the street followed the three young people silently, and went to the gate of the city together, but this time, it was different from the monk who carried the burden and the bearded man riding a donkey. escort.

Chen Ping stood at the door with his hands covered in sleeves, just as he said, just to watch the fun, and watched the four of them leave from a distance. Obviously, the three of them left the city directly from the night ship.

In the entry city, outside a small pavilion, Li Shilang looked at the plaque and stopped the pavilion, and sighed. There were dozens of maids around him, and Qin Zi was just one of them.

Other than that, there was only one gray-haired old scholar in green shirt, who asked with a smile: "City Master, since you feel so distressed, and the young sword fairy said that he is willing to sell, then you can buy it." , These business matters, who are you good at if you are not good at them? Why, for the first time, you can't shame yourself to make money? This is not like your usual style. "

Li Shilang said: "Young young people have a pedantic air that smells out of them. They are all rigid and rigid, making people look uncomfortable. It is really uncomfortable to do business with him. The later Confucian scholar is much better. gone."

The white-haired scholar said with a hearty smile: "Don't talk about these things. It's clear that the young sword fairy is too shrewd in business, and he started some kind of big battle with you, which made you worry and hurt. If you are not careful, Maybe the position of the city lord of this entry city should go to someone else? Otherwise, Juro will throw out an expulsion order in a hurry? How about giving a young junior a look down on his magnanimity in vain? How about pinching his nose and handing out the mountain ticket, and even being ridiculed Yes, does this feel good?"

When it comes to earning money by selling literature, if you don't talk about how much money you earn, you just talk about the style of doing things. Li Shilang next to you can be said to be unique in the world.

Otherwise, I would not be able to utter the shocking words, "I plow and eat, how can I be so embarrassing? I swear to fight to the death!"

Li Shilang laughed angrily: "From your tone, do you really want to change the lord of the entry city?"

The white-haired scholar said: "I just want Xian to stop being Shi Laozi's deputy city lord. Just follow Zhang San and leave."

In the dark, the two city lords of the entry city, and possibly Du Xiucai and others, all thought that the bearded man already knew that the last bit of spiritual light dissipated when he left the city.

The bearded ranger wore a long sword, rode a lame donkey and drank fine wine, and left here, saying goodbye to the world here silently. The spirit is heroic, enviable, and without regret.

If you don't get on the boat, more people still think of ways to survive and get by. For example, Li Julang never concealed his enjoyment on the ferry.

So Li Shilang didn't speak at the moment, this old friend is different from himself, the old friend around him is just using the alcoholic woman to avoid the etiquette in his heart. Moreover, as the deputy city lord, there are more restraints than those who set up stalls, and it is more difficult to leave the city.

There are countless books in the city.

Astronomy and geography, three teachings and nine streams, and hundreds of schools of thought. Human relations and military affairs, alchemists' techniques, and classical rituals. Ghosts and ghosts, rare treasures, plants and flowers.

From the earliest 4,000 entries on night sailing boats, it has evolved to more than 4 million entries today.

Li Shilang said suddenly: "If you really don't want to be the city lord, the young woman next to him may be an opportunity, maybe it's your only chance."

The white-haired old scholar shook his head and said with a smile: "The big taboo at the wine table is persuading people to drink. Wouldn't it spoil the scenery."

Li Shilang said angrily: "It's no wonder that such a young man who doesn't understand customs can find a fairy couple! No wonder the world will be separated, this kid deserves it."

The old scholar said with a smile, "The case of Chen Ping in that book of landscape travel notes is not the usual flowering."

Li Shilang said: "If it's really like this, it's great. I'll give him a mountain ticket for free for such a mild-mannered person in the book! Don't say it's a temporary pavilion, it's okay to give him a mustard seed garden."

The old scholar broke the stage and said: "The previous mountain coupon was not given by Shi Lang for free, but he earned it by his own ability. Friendship belongs to friendship, and truth belongs to truth."

Li Shilang had no choice but to look at Xiaoting, sighing: "It's a pity that this pavilion is so romantic."

In Jigou City, on the bank of a big river, a man with a high crown walks slowly. Not far from the bank, there is an academy, and there is also a stone tablet standing on the bank, which is inscribed with "Where to ask questions". In the Taotao River, there is a water center. The mainstay is a big stone, and the stone is placed in the ape threshold.

Long Bin asked softly: "City Master, when the monk in white was traveling on the ferry, he just left this thing on the boat, saying that he was waiting for someone with a predestined relationship. Could it be that Chen Ping'an? A sword fairy, or a scholar, seems to have nothing to do with it." .”

The man with the high crown smiled and said: "You can't say it, you won't hit it if you say it."

Long Bin glanced at a male follower who was following them from afar, and asked cautiously, "Could it be that you want to ask about the sword?"

The tall crowned man said, "Let's talk."

In the Baiyan City, also known as the Useless City, there is a rural boundary. The lord who left the entry city is riding an ox with a long sword hanging from the horn. The old Taoist is walking singing, holding a watermelon in his arms that he does not know where he picked up. , Said that Taoist priest Qingniu can prolong his life. The white deer real person, can give birth to dead bones... In the end, he was thrown by a group of naughty children in the countryside, chasing and beating him, and let the shameless thieves leave the watermelon behind. The road was full of dust and noise . The old Taoist rode on the back of the ox, staggering, stroking his beard and smiling. He had no choice but to receive favors from others and do things for others. It was nothing to suffer a little.

And in Baiyan City, in a city at night, there was a scholar standing at the bridgehead in the busy city, and there was only one star like the moon in the sky.

The scholar sighed slightly, he didn't know when and who could help Bai Yancheng break the useless situation.

Inside the entry city inn, the three of them were sitting at the table, Pei Qian was copying books, and Xiaomi Li was cracking melon seeds with the good Shanzhu.

Chen Ping put his fingers together, tapped the table with his fingers lightly, and suddenly said: "The girl who came from Qin before, huh?"

After Pei Qian finished writing a sentence, he stopped writing, looked up and blinked, "I don't know the name, maybe I haven't seen it before, I can't remember it anyway."

Chen Pingan nodded.

But Xiaomi Li said: "It's Biyu, I know it! And those two books, I remember them all, wait a minute, let me think about it, don't worry!"

Xiao Mili stopped eating melon seeds, folded her arms around her chest, frowned, and began to seriously think about the titles of the two books.

Chen Pingan gave Pei Qian a wink, and Pei Qian immediately smiled with Xiaomi Li: "Remember what to do, nothing to do."

Xiao Mi was bewildered.

Pei Qian picked up the pen and made a horizontal stroke.

Xiao Mili glanced at Pei Qian, then at the good mountain master, and sighed, "Okay, okay, I don't remember."

Pei Qian continued to copy books with her head down, and Xiaomi Li continued to eat melon seeds. Anyway, she couldn't remember the names of those two books, ha, it was a merit for nothing. Xiao Mili suddenly felt a little bit uneasy, so she moved half of the melon seed mountain in front of her to Pei Qian's side.

Only Chen Ping walked to the window, looked up at the night, with his back to them, wondering what he was thinking.

Just as Xiaomi Li was about to speak, Pei Qian raised his head and kept copying, but his eyes signaled Xiaomi not to speak.

Xiao Mili had no choice but to continue eating melon seeds, she really knew the answer, the good man Shanzhu was thinking of a girl far away.

It was the first time I visited the rivers and lakes of Luzhou in Beiju before. In fact, Chen Haoren would often look at the sky in a daze like this, his eyes were soft like... Those reeds and willows by the water, anyway, when the wind blows, the mood will change Follow the swaying ones, happy for a while, not so happy for a while, and happy again for a while.

Chen Ping put his sleeves in his hands, leaned against the window sill, and stared blankly at the sky.

Twelve cities on a night boat.

How can it compare with that Ascension City?

Chen Ping suddenly raised his head and murmured, "Could it be a dream?"

In the mighty world, the sky was split open by a sword, and someone flew up to this place from another world with a sword.

That Ascension-level Sword Cultivator followed the brilliance of the tip of the sword, and the woman's aura was like a rainbow, and the sword went straight to the vast sea between Beiju Luzhou and Aquarius Island, and then cut it open with a random sword. prohibition.

It landed on the boundary of Baiyan City in an instant.

Together with the city lords of the Twelve Cities on the night sailing ship, they all noticed this horrifying vision. But without exception, no one took the initiative to provoke that aggressive woman.

That Qingniu Taoist priest is the most pitiful, because he is the closest to that female sword fairy. The skinny and short old Taoist was dumbfounded, looking at the young woman in front of him, the Ascending Realm Sword Immortal?

The old Taoist smiled, pretending to be calm, and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman stretched out her hand and held the long sword Yeyou hanging on Niujiao Mountain in her hand. She squinted her eyes with that Fengjun and asked, "Where is Chen Pingan?!"