Sword of Coming - #1175 - Chapter 1175: buddy don't talk

Chapter 1175 Daoist Don’t Talk

In the corridor under the eaves of the first floor of the bamboo building, Nuanshu is busy with needlework, and the millet is chirping, talking about the Qingping Sword Sect of the Big White Goose, which official hats are there now.

Just read the scriptures on a daily basis, read history on a soft day, write on bamboo and draw orchids when you are angry, and read the collection of masters in the spring breeze.

Chen Ping’an was looking through the books of the military family. The first batch of books sent to Baidicheng was actually prepared on Jisefeng’s side. Five hundred grain rain money will be available soon.

Shanzhong Jianfang has just received a secret letter from Tongyin Ferry. On the basis of the original six divisions and eight bureaus, Sect Master Cui has added several branch offices under the operation division and merits division. There are not many people, but it is not much more than Luopao Mountain. Brand-new “official offices” have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Judging from the posture, they are rushing to the twenty-four offices of the official residence of Wuyueshanjun and Dadu Gonghou. It is estimated that the final number is only a lot more.

Oh, as expected, it’s still my unfortunate mountain, which is more breezy and upright.

Today, the boy in Zhu Yi, who came to Luopao Mountain to order Mao painting and detain, as the second leader of the self-proclaimed Chuzhou City God Temple, it has given itself a name and a Taoist title of “Zhicheng”, mainly in Pei Zongruo The lord and the deputy helmsman Zhou have been with each other for a long time, and they have always felt that “treating people with sincerity” is the best way to say it. Not long ago, it was hand-picked by Lord Chen Shan, and it was promoted to the chief protector of Qilong Lane. As for the white-flowered snake that has no credit and hard work, she has now made it, hey, as long as you follow the right person in the officialdom, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

Her name “Bai Hong” was actually picked up by the boy in Zhu Yi’s hand. At that time, Master Chen Shan said the truth of the sages and sages in the book, but he didn’t quite understand it. The White Flower Snake, who was successful and unable to speak, can be said to be very grateful. “Baihong” became her real name of the demon clan. After that, Chen Ping’an wished her success in the form, and a middle-aged Taoist priest next to him who looked at the immortal style was also very supportive. , calling himself “Chunyang Lu Yan”, and also said some festive auspicious words.

As a result, as soon as the white snake returned to Qidun Mountain, it successfully retreated on the same day. When it reappeared, it was already a slim woman. The snow-white snake was transformed into a robe by her. The key is that between her eyebrows, There is also a mysterious “dao mark” that a mortal baby was born with from his mother’s womb… Sensing the vision of the landscape, Song Yuzhang, the mountain **** who was transferred from Jisefeng Mountain to Qidun Mountain, is almost never greeted in Beiyue’s landscape world. The old mountain **** who went to, walked out of the temple with a golden body, and actually went to the door to congratulate her, calling her fellow Daoist Bai Hong.

The boy in Zhu Yi sat on top of Zhou’s deputy helmsman’s golden pole and whispered: “Shanzhu, Bai Hong is thin-skinned and said that she must save a gift as soon as possible, so that she can come back here with the face, and kowtow to the mountain owner and thank you. .”

Now, the incense little man of the Chenghuang Temple in Chuzhou has been riding over the mountains and mountains to order Mao, and then he has been replaced by a green snake to ride.

Chen Ping’an smiled and said: “You turn around and tell Daoist Bai Hong, you don’t need to spend so much trouble, you can come here often with you if you have time, and if you encounter a cultivation barrier in the future, you will find someone on the side of Luopo Mountain. Who, let her just ask anyone casually, and after listening to it, she feels that she still can’t understand it, so she will ask a few more people, the practice question is a big deal, and it’s not good to be too thin.”

The boy in Zhu Yi asked tentatively, “Lord Mountain Master, why don’t I replace Bai Hong and kowtow to you first?”

Chen Pingan waved his hand and said helplessly: “”

The boy in Zhu Yi said carefully: “When will the Lord of the Mountain be free to go to the state city? I am familiar with the road and know the way. I will let the Lord of the Mountain lead the way.”

Don’t look at the fact that it is a high-ranking bachelor to Gao Ping, the Lord of the City God, in his heart, it is always towards this master of his own. Then I thought that I could invite Chen Shanzhu to visit the Temple of the City God, and it would be really bright. Then there is this guy Gao Ping, who is too good at being an official. He doesn’t understand the world at all. Every time he tells him the etiquette and attention to these landscapes and officials, Gao Ping not only doesn’t appreciate it, he wants to save face and suffer the crime, but instead he says that the emperor is not. Anxious eunuch, this kind of taboo words can be said nonsense by a city **** like you?

Chen Pingan smiled and said, “It’s hard to say the exact date for now, but don’t worry, as long as I go to Zhoucheng, I will definitely go to the Zhoucheng Temple to burn incense. I heard that your house’s Temple of Wealth is very spiritual, and it is one of the best in the entire Beiyue boundary. ,must go.”

The boy in Zhu Yi was very happy, but soon became a little sad, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyebrows, and he was afraid that he would make an assertion. In the Lord’s view, it is not afraid that it will end up being a human being, but it is worried that the relationship between Gao Ping, who likes to be a bullshit, and Luo Po Mountain is not good, and it is also afraid that the well-meaning Chen Shanzhu arrives there and is in a bad mood for nothing.

Chen Ping’an lightly turned a page of the book and said casually, “Next time I see Gao Chenghuang, don’t say that you invited me there.”

The little guy hummed softly. Obviously should be happy, but there is no reason for some unreasonable grievances, and my heart is sour, like drinking tea overnight and not brewing good wine.

Master Chen Shan can be so considerate, how can you Gao Ping be so hard-hearted, I owe you… Well, I owe you the incense burner that popped out of the Temple of the Earth in Mantou Mountain.

Chen Pingan closed the book and said with a smile: “Gao Chenghuang sees what you do, and Gao Chenghuang actually takes your thoughts into his heart. It’s just that some people don’t like to say something. Of course, they don’t like to say it. , I have been unable to hear what we want to hear. After a long time, of course we will feel lost, but there is no need to doubt the answer that we have long ago in our hearts. What do you think?”

The boy in Zhuyi still hummed, but this time the little guy was no longer so shy and drooping, but instead looked bright and his eyebrows were flying.

Chen Ping’an stood up, put the military book in his sleeve, and said that he would go to the mountain gate by himself.

Luopaoshan claimed to be closed for 30 years, during which time no guests or apprentices were accepted.

However, because Chen Ping’an said hello in private, the people of Luopao Mountain are allowed to collect some direct disciples with eyesight in private, but in a short time, they will not hold the opening ceremony at Jiling Peak Patriarch Hall until the opportunity is ripe. , can do it together. So Xianwei took advantage of such a loophole and accepted an anonymous disciple.

The Taoist priest Xianwei was a fake Taoist priest who didn’t give a proper burial, but this disciple was a real Taoist priest.

This person now rents an old house on Erlang Lane in the small town, and from time to time he goes to Xianwei to ask him about Taoism.

Chen Ping’an went to the foot of the mountain alone. At the table at the entrance of the mountain, sat a Taoist priest drinking tea. The appearance of a middle-aged man had been stagnant in the cave for many years, and his real age was already Jiazi’s old age.

At this moment, Daoist Xianwei is drinking tea and chatting with this disciple. As for whether it is preaching and teaching, and helping to point out the maze, it is difficult to say.

According to Wei Bo, this wandering Taoist priest, named Lin Feijing, seems to have Su Hui.

To put it simply, it is extremely likely that this person was a Taoist in his previous life.

Many wise people who have been resolved in the previous life, as long as the opportunity comes in this life, once they are enlightened, they can practice again, and they climb the mountain very quickly, and the practice goes smoothly all the way, if they are protected by gods. Lin Feijing was a native of the old Qianzhou of the Baishuang Dynasty in the south. He was born in a local county, and has been a small Taoist temple. Wei Bo has checked the archives of the Dali Ritual Department, and there is no problem with his life experience and character. This man has a firm mind, but his cultivation aptitude is average. He is in his 60s, and he is only a Qi practitioner in the cave state. Because he was delayed by the war, he has no Taoist name. Lin Feijing came from the south of one continent this time. , I traveled all the way to the north of Dali, and my original intention was to ask Chen Shanzhu to teach Taoism, but when I got here, I found that Luopao Mountain was not welcoming. Because I couldn’t see Chen Ping’an, I had to stop at the gate of the mountain. Lin Feijing was unwilling to do so. After returning home, I often drink tea at the gate of the mountain, thinking that it is not appropriate for me to forcibly climb the mountain, and Shanzhu Chen always has to go down the mountain, and as a result, he was cut off by the janitor Xianwei…

After chatting about some things, Xianwei persuaded: “Feijing, if it’s all right, then go back. As for helping you find a job in Huaihuang County, I have been talking to Daoist Jingqing not long ago. I said that, the other party patted his chest and promised that he will help you implement it in the near future, so you can rest assured.”

Lin Feijing nodded, “Master can tell that Immortal Master Jingqing clearly that in this business, you don’t need to worry about salary, the disciple just feels that he has found a place to live and can earn a little money, and he doesn’t need to spend money every day, so he can feel more at ease. .”

I heard that the Immortal Master Jing Qing from Luopao Mountain is an old immortal in the Nascent Soul Realm who has returned to the original state.

Xianwei complained: “What is this, what is the relationship between the teacher and the Daoist Jingqing, how can the monthly salary be low.”

Chen Lingjun was really interested in this matter, but on the side of Qilong Lane, Shi Rou’s New Year’s shop, the contemporary shopkeeper, only sold cakes. Only earn a few taels? But let Lin Feijing go to the Caotou shop next door. First, he didn’t see Brother Jia before, and secondly, the business of the shop was normal, and the small shop had Zhao Denggao and Tian Jiu’er, so Chen Lingjun was really embarrassed. At the beginning, I wondered if I was secretly advancing the money myself, and I had a discussion with Wei Wenlong and Zhang Jiazhen from the accountant, and I asked them to do a little favor. Every month, I would pay Lin Feijing a salary in the name of Luopo Mountain. It was nothing more than every month. Chen Lingjun can still spend the expenses of a few snows a month, small money!

The gold ingots, Yuanbao and copper coins at the bottom of the mountain, and the three kinds of immortal coins on the mountain, can they have a big face?

This is called heaven and earth, brotherly loyalty, and the greatest face.

Just before Fengyuan ferry docked at Niujiaodu, Chen Lingjun had a chat with Brother Jia. Brother Jia was forthright, and repeatedly said that there was no problem. The trivial matter of having more bowls and chopsticks in the shop also spared Brother Jingqing from going to the cashier. After a trip, he said that Jia Sheng paid the salary of a few snows per month, and now he is enjoying the fortune on the Fengyuan ferry. He holds the title of second steward. Instead, it became difficult. Just let that Lin Feijing go directly to the Caotou shop, don’t be a buddy, lose your share, you have to give the title of the second shopkeeper anyway, it’s better, brother Jingqing, you can help me with a few words to Jiu’er and He. Climbing high, let the two of them remember that when they are on Lin Daochang’s side, there must be rules for juniors to treat elders, otherwise he, a master, will move out of the master’s family…

One thing is settled. However, Chen Lingjun hadn’t had time to announce the good news to Daoist Xianwei.

Lin Feijing stood up and said goodbye to Master.

Xianwei slowly got up, shook the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and reminded: “Visiting immortals to cultivate Taoism, refining Qi and breathing, focusing on sincerity, calm and clear Qi, so you must guard against arrogance and impatience. As for the realm, you can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry. .”

Lin Feijing bowed and said: “Master is right, my generation of cultivators should place too much importance on realm and give up the bottom line. It is indeed a disciple who is restless. Thank you Master for your advice.”

In terms of eloquence and quick wit, Daoist Xianwei was almost able to deceive Chen Ping’an in the capital of Dali.

This apprentice is really not bad! With just a few words, the disciple can think of some truths that the master himself could not think of.

Xianwei patted Lin Feijing’s shoulder, “The way of Taoism is natural, you must do things with inaction, and you must sharpen your inaction in doing things. As long as you are calm and stable, you can cultivate the Tao, and the way of heaven rewards your diligence. See the moonlight.”

Lin Feijing seemed to have come to a realization, and once again thanked Master for this golden and jade speech that was worth chewing over and over again.

Xianwei’s face was sullen, showing his master’s notation, but he was actually relieved, and finally sent the old boy Lin Feijing back.

After all, Xianwei, who had accepted his apprentice, had a guilty conscience and never dared to take the initiative to mention this matter with the mountain master. Xianwei even repeatedly told Xiaoli not to worry about telling Shanzhu Chen about this matter. When the time was right, he would report the matter to Shanzhu Chen himself.

It’s just that the Taoist Xianwei’s guilty conscience is not the rule of closing the mountain and not entertaining guests and accepting apprentices with caution, but his own whim, worried that he will mislead the children’s views on Chen Shanzhu’s side, don’t accept it. When he got an apprentice, he lost his iron job as a janitor, causing him to return to his old business. The master and apprentice went to the rivers and lakes together to eat.

Luckily, he was just an anonymous disciple who was usually referred to as a daoist, otherwise Xianwei would really persuade Lin Feijing to return to his hometown to have a look.

In name, Xianwei reluctantly accepted Lin Feijing as his disciple when he saw Lin Feijing’s zeal. As for the truth, in Xian Wei’s opinion, Lin Feijing was born in a noble family, and he was a Qi practitioner in the middle five realms, with a small amount of savings and a good family background.

Xianwei is an old Jianghu. In a few words before, he had figured out the details of Lin Feijing. For example, it seemed like a nonsense. Daoist friends have been to several Xianjia ferry crossings, and have been on several Xianjia ferry boats. That is to say, now there is no need to kidnap for the sake of cheating, otherwise the Daoist Xianwei can let Lin Feijing travel north with money, but return home without money.

Just like Chen Ping’s comment, it can be said in one sentence.

It is not an innocent family, and it will not be deceived by Xianwei Daochang.

Lin Feijing suddenly stopped and asked, “Master Xianwei, who is this?”

A man in a green shirt and a long coat stepped down from the steps of the mountain road, with a hosta on his head, and his air was gentle.

Xianwei turned his head and saw that his head was as big as a dustpan. Why did the mountain master come down the mountain? !

Fortunately, Lin Feijing was clever and didn’t call his master.

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “My name is Chen Ping’an, this fellow Taoist, is Xian Wei’s friend?”

Lin Feijing glanced at Xianwei.

Xianwei stomped his foot, that’s all, stretching his head and shrinking his head was a matter of a knife, he admitted it generously, and then confessed to Chen Ping’an, saying that Lin Feijing was his anonymous disciple.

“Good thing.”

Chen Ping’an nodded and smiled: “Since you have the status of master and apprentice, Fellow Daoist Lin can live here. As for whether to settle down at the foot of the mountain, or go to the mountain to choose a house, it depends on the arrangement of Daoist Xianwei. .”

Xianwei sighed softly in his heart, he was just a gatekeeper of Luopao Mountain, how could he look like a priest with a seat in Jisefeng Patriarch Hall.

Lin Feijing hesitated for a while, and then he had a stern showdown with the thunderous Chen Shanzhu, and then got up and said, “Chen Shanzhu, I rented a house in the town, and the deposit for half a year has been paid. Ask someone for help and find me a place to earn a living in the county town, I think I will live there in the near future, and I will come back to harass Master Chen after half a year.”

Chen Pingan smiled and said, “My family doesn’t say polite words, in short, it’s just how convenient it is.”

Taoist Lin Feijing thanked Chen Shanzhu, who matched the image in his mind.

Well-behaved, serious.

——

In order to get back to Luopo Mountain as soon as possible, Chief Zhou used the Sanshan Talisman, and taught this Talisman to Feng Xuetao.

Probably because of the timidity of being close to the nostalgia, Jiang Shangzhen did not go straight to Jiseifeng, Luopao Mountain, but took Feng Xuetao to Huaihuang County first, and walked around the streets and alleys. On the ground, listening to Jiang Shangzhen’s light-hearted introductory words, Feng Xuetao became more and more terrifying as he went on, not to mention Fulu Street and Taoye Alley, maybe an inconspicuous narrow alley, in a dilapidated house, there used to be so-and-so. Born and raised here, I stepped on chicken and dog dung every day, and eventually left my hometown one after another and became who and what.

In the end, they had a drink in the restaurant, which is the tallest building in the town. Standing by the window on the third floor, they could see the crab shop.

Feng Xuetao asked casually, “Since this restaurant is the tallest, isn’t it also a place occupied by an expert?”

As a result, Feng Xuetao found that Jiang Shangzhen had been raising his head and looking at the ceiling.

Jiang Shangzhen retracted his gaze and said with a smile: “There is a fourth floor above our head. The embroidered shoes of the host are taller than our heads. Do you think they are taller?”

Double entendre. It’s just that Feng Xuetao misunderstood and didn’t take it seriously, just because Jiang Shangzhen talked about the “inside story” today, it was all on paper, and more truth was not disclosed to Feng Xuetao, for fear that this young secret Taoist friend would be angry when he was walking in the town. Not even taking a breath.

In the land of slaps, it is extremely rare to have an Ascension cultivator on the mountain.

What if there are two at the same time? unimaginable. After all, in a corner of the limited landscape, crowded with two people flying up the mountain, it is almost like the door-to-door of the gate of the Yamashita market.

And what if more? numb.

Therefore, in the incredible place of Lizhudongtian, the lower the realm, the more courageous to walk at night.

Foreign monks, the higher the realm, the more careful they must be.

Feng Xuetao, for example, only knows a little bit more about the great monks here through some secrets on the mountain. For example, it is very likely that there is a soaring platform hidden here. Qi Jingchun, the teacher of the small town school, is the penultimate person in charge of the town. Here is a saint of the three religions and a family, a very young scholar of fourteen realms. The only true dragon king Zhu in the world, the root of the road is here. As for the “younger generation” who went out from the town, such as Chen Ping’an in Luopao Mountain, Liu Xianyang in Longquan Jianzong, Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane, and Gu Can in Niping Lane, there is more news circulating in the outside world.

Feng Xuetao said, “This visit to Luopo Mountain, do I need a backup gift?”

If it is just a pure identity of a soaring realm cultivator, even if Feng Xuetao passes by the Dali Dynasty, he only needs to deliberately bypass Luopao Mountain and Piyun Mountain. Since your old Lizhudongtian’s landscape boundary, in Ruan Qiong’s hands, make an agreement. Qi practitioners need to hang the sword talisman in the jurisdiction of the wind, so I can’t afford it, can I hide?

But since I was with “Chief Zhou” this time, I was a guest at Luopao Mountain for the first time. I had to talk about the etiquette on the mountain. The problem was that Feng Xuetao didn’t understand the temperament of the young hidden official, and the quality and price of a meeting gift. There is knowledge. As a Ye Xiu, Feng Xuetao is of high age and has a good family background. For example, he has a half-immortal soldier treasure on hand. Feng Xuetao has not made a fool of himself. Of course, he is reluctant to send it out. If there is a magic weapon that cannot be refined for life, or a magic weapon that is not cost-effective to refine, which one should you choose? The same thing is a magic weapon, and the price can be very different.

Jiang Shangzhen sat down again, took a pair of chopsticks and stewed bamboo shoots with bacon, and specially picked the spring bamboo shoots called Nilihuang or Huangnijian in the town, and then used the ham meat that had been dried for two or three years to stew slowly in a casserole, Jiang Shangzhen Chewing carefully, he smiled and said, “I have already helped to prepare the gift, Brother Feng doesn’t have to think about these little things.”

Feng Xuetao shook his head and said, “No, I still have some savings.”

Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said, “Don’t argue with me about this, if it wasn’t for my sake, you wouldn’t have to go to Luopao Mountain. According to custom, whether it’s visiting relatives during the first month of the year, or visiting people to ask for help. , you have to send a pair, not a single. So either you don’t send the wine at all, you have to send two bottles. So I prepared two more pleasing magic weapons for you.”

What’s more, Feng Xuetao lost a lot of money during the slaughter in the wild hinterland. Ye Xiu earns money, can he be comparable to the cultivator of genealogy? Although you are Feng Xuetao from Ascension, I am Jiang Shangzhen.

Between good friends, it makes sense.

Feng Xuetao still insists on his own opinion, Jiang Shangzhen has already raised his glass and drank it all, “Stop talking and drink more, the more you go, the more friendship you will have. If you really feel bad in your heart, after you finish drinking the wine in your glass, return the two of me. It’s settled.”

Feng Xuetao had to drink three glasses of wine in a row, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, Jiang Shangzhen drank a lot of wine, and added more dishes, and smiled: “My alcohol intake is high or low, and the quality of the wine is good or bad. Bad hook.”

Inviting Feng Xuetao to serve as the enshrinement of Yu Guizong, in addition to the mutual affinity of the two sides, and being able to urinate in a pot, Jiang Shangzhen certainly has his own selfishness.

For example, if you quarrel with others in the Shenzhuan Peak Patriarch Hall in the future, you will have helpers. Jiang Shangzhen finally didn’t have to do it alone, and picked a house one by one.

I have found a bunch of people, through several Shanshui Di newspapers controlled by the Jiang family, and Jiang Shangzhen personally went off the stage, smashed the money of the gods, and used dozens of word-of-mouth transmissions from different sects and fairy houses to help the Taoist Qing secret. Feng Xuetao, in the southern part of Tongye Continent, was very publicized, and his fame spread far and wide!

This person who was in the mirror on Yizhou Mountain and famous for scolding Jiang Shangzhen for being the most vicious and ruthless broke the real monarch. I do not know how to hook up, Qing Mi, the old Feisheng, is a mountain top loose immortal from Ye Luzi. He has an extreme personality. He likes to play black hands, knock sap, and he will be reported. Killing is a common thing like eating and drinking. Cut grass and root, without leaving the slightest trouble, an immortal mansion targeted by this ascension realm cultivator, not to mention male and female monks, even chickens that can lay eggs, the key is that there is no evidence even in the Confucian Temple…

This time, all Feng Xuetao is willing to make an exception and serve as the named worship of a sect. You ask him what Feng Xuetao is planning? Nonsense, what else can you do? Naturally, it is going to the Huashen Mountain in Jiang’s blessed land, so the fairies who are on the Rouge List should be careful. Don’t go out and travel in the near future, be careful of being poisoned. I heard that Ye Xiu, who has no Taoist partner, has illegitimate children in seven or eight continents of Haoran. Maybe Jiang Shangzhen is one of them. Do you think this is the truth?

Poor Feng Xuetao, he hasn’t appeared in Jade Guizong yet, he still doesn’t know his reputation, it’s already rotten on the street.

Generally speaking, it is unanimous to say that the wild-father of Jiang Thief came to Tongyezhou Yuguizong to find his son to recognize his relatives.

Before coming to Aquarius, Jiang Shangzhen carried Feng Xuetao on his back, went to Jade Guizong, and temporarily initiated a discussion in the Patriarch’s Hall.

Regarding whether to invite Feng Xuetao to serve as a sect worshiper, there was no objection in the temple of the ancestors of Shenzhuan Peak at that time.

They may not all feel that it is not a good thing for Feng Xuetao to serve as a worshiper, and they may just be accustomed to disagreeing with Jiang Shangzhen.

Probably without taking the opportunity to scold Jiang Shangzhen, it would not be considered a qualified Shen Zhuan Peak discussion.

Since Feng Xuetao’s reputation is so bad, why should we Yu Guizong take over such a hot potato?

Jiang Shangzhen has only one sentence, I almost didn’t kneel on the ground begging Feng Xuetao to come to Shenzhuan Peak. He is of high realm, and he is an Ascension Realm that is hard to find even with a lantern in hand.

Assuming that Feng Xuetao is really willing to serve as a worshiper, how should the salary of an Ascension Realm be priced? If it is too high, it will exceed the “foreign surname” of the rest of the Jade Guizong’s “foreign surname” worship and name guest Qing, so what do they think? If it’s too low, Feng Xuetao won’t have any opinion. He thinks we’ve lost his face? But don’t fall out, there will be more enemies on the mountain for nothing.

Feng Xuetao is an Ascension Realm.

Feng Xuetao is a wild cultivator after all, what can he do when he arrives at Jade Guizong? Do you offer him up as a living ancestor of a flower stand?

Feng Xuetao is an Ascension Realm.

The surname is Jiang, if anything happens in the future, for example, Feng Xuetao can’t be idle. During the trip down the mountain to play in the mountains, we got into a dispute with Tong Yezhou and accidentally killed someone. You, Jiang Shangzhen, are responsible for delivering toilet paper to Feng Xuetao. Wipe the **** and sweep the hut? For the trouble of an Ascension Realm cultivator, are you an Immortal Realm really responsible?

“Feng Xuetao is Ascension Realm. Feng Xuetao is Ascension Realm. Feng Xuetao is Ascension Realm. Important things are said three times!”

Being so rogue by Jiang Shangzhen, someone in the Ancestor Hall almost fell off the chair.

Jiang Shangzhen turned his head to look at the statue of the Zushitang, his face full of grief and indignation, and began to complain, the ancestors, especially the old man Xun, open your eyes and look at what these people have done, Sect Master Wei, listen to your ears, Listen to how these **** avenge their personal revenge…

When quarreling, there is no taboo in scolding people, and being scolded is not serious.

Satisfied, Jiang Shangzhen leaned against the back of the chair and asked, “It seems that in the history of your Snowy Continent, there has never been a cultivator of the Fourteenth Realm?”

Feng Xuetao said with a smile: “There are no fourteen realms in Snow White Island.”

Not to mention Liuxiazhou, which is also a neighbor. After all, Aizhou and Ju Luzhou are the worst to deal with. They have been competing with each other for so many years.

You have the real person of the Fire Dragon of the Pillow Peak, and we also have Wei She, the “Master of the Seventy-two Peaks”. You swordsmen are like clouds, and we have Liu Jubao, the God of Wealth.

Jiang Shangzhen was Tong Yezhou. At that time, everyone who practiced Qi had higher eyes than the top, and underestimated Haoran Qizhou. To a certain extent, it was related to the old master who owned a Taoist temple in the East China Sea.

At this moment, three people came from the entrance of the stairs, headed by a man with a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes. He looked young, his temples were not particularly obvious, and there was a young man with a yellow hat and blue shoes, and a man with red cheeks. girl in sable hat.

Jiang Shangzhen hurriedly got up and was flattered: “Why did the mountain master come down the mountain to welcome him…”

Chen Ping’an said bluntly: “Go to the two shops in Qilong Lane to check the accounts. Xiao Mo said you were drinking here. Stop by.”

The self-motivated Jiang Shangzhen choked for a moment.

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “Let me introduce to you, the two around you, Xiao Mo, have a strange pseudonym, and the Taoist name is Xizhu. Xie Gou, now she has changed her name to Meihua. She has a lot of Taoist numbers, so I won’t go into details.”

Xie Gou pouted, Shanzhu, if you don’t take me as a root, you only have seven or eight, at most ten Taoist titles, and you won’t be able to pick a few?

Xiao Mo said, “Xiao Mo has met Chief Zhou.”

One is dedicated to the name of the mountain at night, and the other is the chief consecration of outstanding achievements.

Jiang Shangzhen walked quickly towards Xiao Mo, grabbed the opponent’s hand, and shook it vigorously, “Fellow Daoist Xizhu, I have heard the name for a long time.”

Xiao Mo is a little strange. It seems that Chief Zhou has just returned from the wild world. Why has he heard the name for a long time?

Feng Xuetao had already stood up, Chen Ping’an took the lead in saluting with his fists, and Feng Xuetao handed back the salute. If it wasn’t for the mutual friend Jiang Shangzhen, the two sides really had nothing to talk about.

Jiang Shangzhen turned his head to look at the wine table with messy cups and plates, and asked, “Can I have someone serve the wine and food again?”

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “No, I ate it before going down the mountain, and I ate a few more cakes at the New Year’s shop.”

Going to Luopao Mountain with Yufeng, Jiang Shangzhen gave Feng Xuetao a sword talisman when he was in the town before, reminding him to hang it on his waist.

Feng Xuetao found that Jiang Shangzhen had changed since Chen Pingan appeared.

Earlier at the wine table, Jiang Shangzhen sighed, muttered, and said some words that the clothes are not as new and the world is like this.

On the way, Jiang Shangzhen told some “interesting stories” of Feng Xuetao’s wild trip in his heart. Feng Xuetao, who has become a dragging oil bottle, returned north first, so as not to hinder someone from using his sword and accidentally be hacked to death by a random sword…

After that was the general process of the fight. Gu Can didn’t say much on Chen Ping’an’s side, but Jiang Shangzhen said it cheerfully, spitting everywhere, saying that Cao Ci’s group of young people are really not good at all, like the wild world. The Tiangan cultivator, who is also young, is not weak whether it is magic or Taoism. If it weren’t for the magic hands of Cao Ci and Gu Can, this fight would actually be a fight.

Xie Gou sneered in his heart and said: “Listening to what you said, it seems that Cao Ci is also a little interesting. The rest of the monks are young after all.”

Jiang Shangzhen snorted, “Miss Xie, can you hear me and the mountain master?”

Xie Gou opened his eyes and said nonsense, “Xiao Mo just relayed it to me.”

Xiao Mo said helplessly, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “Xie Gou’s real name is Bai Jing. He is an ancient sword cultivator of the same generation as Xiao Mo. His swordsmanship is slightly higher than that of Xiao Mo…?”

Xie Gou smiled and said: “What, I am as good as Xiaomo in swordsmanship.”

In Luopao Mountain, Xie Gou learned a lot of mantras.

Jiang Shangzhen, who has been in the hundreds of flowers for a long time, is not blind, how can he not see the affection of “Xie Gou” for Xiao Mo. For example, the azaleas bloom like a fire, and when the wind passes, they nod their heads and say they like them.

I lost.

Jiang Xie was tired, and he was the chief of Luopao Mountain. If he didn’t fight, he couldn’t keep it if he couldn’t keep it.

Only Feng Xuetao, an outsider, could not hear the content of their hearts.

Arriving at the gate of the mountain, Jiang Shangzhen’s eyes lit up, and he was immediately full of fighting spirit.

It turned out that when Chen Ping’an went to the restaurant to find Chief Zhou in the town, he had already notified Zhu Lian on the side of Luopao Mountain.

There was a hunched old cook wearing cloth shoes, a boy in blue, a girl in pink, a girl in black, and Cen Yuanji who stopped at the foot of the mountain to take a break.

In addition, there are two gatekeepers of Luopao Mountain, Dafeng Brothers, Taoist Xianwei, and a white-haired boy who serves as the editor.

Everyone was noisy and greeted Chief Zhou home together.

Jiang Shangzhen felt warm in his heart in an instant. In addition to the mountain master, who else can have this treatment?

This is what it means for a man to work hard to earn money outside. Spend money where it’s worth it, and spend it where it’s worth it.

“Finally back.” “Back!”

Jiang Shangzhen and the old cook smiled and raised their hands and gave them a high five, then clasped them tightly together.

Chen Lingjun asked Chief Zhou to sit at the table quickly, so that he could tap his shoulders and rub his arms.

Warming the tree to boil water to make tea, the millet grains are also diligent, and the dried fish and sunflower seeds are placed on the table.

There are rules for worshiping the mountain, and it must be recorded on the side of the gatekeeper, the Taoist priest Xianwei. A white-haired boy had already taken out a pen and paper from his sleeve.

Feng Xuetao, the scattered fairy in Aizhou, with the road name Qingmi, ascended to the realm, followed the chief to worship Zhou Fei on a certain day in a certain year, visited Luopao Mountain, and gave gifts and two magic weapons…

The white-haired boy who was in charge of compiling the chronology laughed on the surface, but in reality he was full of slander.

Don’t come next to a monk of the lower five realms, so that I, the music editor, can be happy? Why is there an Ascension Realm again, it’s not interesting.

Take their seats, lively and lively.

Chen Lingjun complained that Chief Zhou was late, and Brother Jia followed the Fengyuan ferry to Tongyezhou.

Jiang Shangzhen said with a smile that when Elder Jia is teaching at Yuhai Academy, he must join in and sit in the first row!

Chen Lingjun felt that the atmosphere was good, so he dared to talk to his master, saying that Brother Jia was too embarrassed to speak before, and it was a lot of pressure to be a lecturer in the academy, so he thought about whether he could drink some wine to strengthen his courage before the lecture… Chen Lingjun Ping An smiled and said it was fine, not to mention drinking before class, even if the old **** Jia had a small drink in class, it would be fine, just pay attention to the appropriate amount. Yuhai Academy is a private academy anyway, so we can make an exception for Jia Sheng. It is up to him to discuss this matter with Sect Master Cui and Master Chong.

Sitting next to Jiang Shangzhen, Feng Xuetao noticed the girl with a sable hat with an odd name, squinting at himself from time to time.

Looking at her weather, she is probably a Jade Pure Realm Sword Immortal?

The girly Xie Gou feels that he can’t see his own realm, so he is more curious about his own identity?

In fact, Xie Gou was talking to Xiao Mo, “Xiao Mo, can he carry two or three more swords than that Jing Hao?”

Xiao Mo hesitated for a moment, “It depends on how this person escapes.”

In the past, Xiao Mo didn’t talk about this topic at all. Now Xie Gou is doing better and better in Luopao Mountain, and you can talk to her at will.

This is also a private suggestion of Mr. Zhu, Xiao Mo, the more you treat Xie Gou as a white scene, the more Xie Gou is a white scene.

In fact, to put it in a more straightforward way, that is how much your little Mo likes Miss Xie, how much Miss Xie will like Luo Po Mountain.

Jiang Shangzhen jokingly said, “What’s the matter with the new superintendent, who is so unclear? Compared with the previous drunkard Cao Gengxin, his ability to be an official is a thousand miles behind.”

A Longquan County Kiln Supervision and Construction Office, on the bright side, supervises the firing process of those kiln-mouth porcelains that retain the status of official kilns in Longquan. Of course, there is a more important secret responsibility, which is to supervise everything in the former site of Lizhudongtian. In fact, after Longquan Jianzong moved to the mountain and moved away from this place, the only thing that the spy of the Supervision and Administration Bureau needed to watch was Luopao Mountain, which was the “biggest landlord”. , is very smart, it is obviously the biggest responsibility of the Supervision and Construction Department, but Cao Geng does not care about it. As a result, he has been the head of the Supervision and Construction Department for two terms. Now, as expected of a master who dared to care about Chi Lane and Chi’er Street secretly selling **** pictures albums when he was in his teens.

On the other hand, the newly-appointed inspector is more resolute. For example, when Jiang Shangzhen appeared in the town this time, if Cao Gengxin was in charge of the house, he would definitely turn a blind eye, but today the spy of the inspectorate will be Followed all the way, trying to check and confirm the identity of Feng Xuetao next to “Chief Zhou”, as well as the officials at the government office, who have already sent letters with flying swords, and inquired about the news with several nearby Xianjia ferry crossings, whether there is this person passing by Record… Just because the two of them used the Sanshan Talisman, only in the middle of Aquarius Continent, Jiang Shangzhen had a routine with the imitation Baiyujing, so the current supervision department has already jumped. If it hadn’t been for Zhao Yao, the servant of the Ministry of Punishment, who had previously returned to his hometown and went to the yamen of the Superintendent’s Office, otherwise, according to the behavior of the new superintendent, he would have stabbed the matter to Piyun Mountain. I inquired about this matter with Shanjun Mansion, but in the winding and bumpy landscape officialdom, this is not what accountability is.

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “The current inspector is called Jian Feng. He likes to admit the truth and does things more seriously.”

Hearing this comment, Feng Xuetao felt pity for the kiln inspector who was a neighbor of Luopao Mountain.

The words in the official circles are either straight-forward or slanted. Anyway, there is something in the words, and whether you can understand them or not depends on the talent and experience of the public sect.

Jiang Shangzhen smiled and did not explain anything to Feng Xuetao. He was personally evaluated by his own mountain master as “recognizing the truth” and “doing things seriously”, which can be completely equivalent to the great excellence of the observation.

After drinking the tea, it’s time to wash up the dust for Chief Zhou and go up the mountain together.

Jiang Shangzhen laughed heartily and said, “With Brother Feng, there are now four Ascension Realms in Luopao Mountain.”

Feng Xuetao was shocked: “What?! There are three Ascension Realms in Luopo Mountain?!”

Jiang Shangzhen said it to the point, “Two of them are still sword cultivators, one is the peak and the other is perfect. It may be far away from the fourteenth realm pure sword cultivator, and it may be close to it.”

Feng Xuetao’s heartstrings tightened instantly when he heard the words, like a small boat undulating in the stormy waves, and it was difficult for him to suppress the ripples in his Taoist heart and return to stability.

Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said, “These two are right next to you, three steps away.”

Feng Xuetao couldn’t help but stiffen his body and his breathing stagnated for a moment. After all, it was Ye Xiu who was used to seeing strong winds and waves. Feng Xuetao quickly returned to his normal expression and said in his heart, “Don’t tell me sooner.”

Jiang Shangzhen said something that made Feng Xuetao temporarily puzzled, “It makes no difference if you say it sooner or later. Anyway, here we have a high level, it’s useless, and it’s not popular.”

——

He parted with the eldest disciple of Kaishan at Jiuhuadu, and watched Pei Qian board a Xianjia ferry that would dock at Niujiaodu.

Chen Ping’an, who looks like a young man with a sword on his back and goes by the pseudonym Chen Ren, went to the capital of Qingxing Kingdom alone.

One of the avatars, the out-of-the-door clerk of Yushan Mountain, is outdated and still in Qingling Country.

Qingling, Qingxing, one word difference. In Haoran Jiuzhou, choosing a country name is actually more difficult than picking a name for a sect on the mountain, so there are often prefixes such as southeast and northwest, which is really impossible. Almost all the single-character dynasties are those dynasties with a long history and profound background, which are somewhat similar to the one-word side-by-side king in the name of the vassal king, and must be the most noble.

In the Yuxuan country, which is adjacent to the mountain of the prince of Xiyue, in the capital, Wu Di, a Taoist priest from a foreign country, still sets up stalls to tell fortunes every day, rain or shine, and it is unstoppable.

In the territory of Yanzhou Prefecture of Dali, after school in Tiancun School, Chen Pingan took his student Ning Ji and asked the latter to practice how to control a talisman boat, swaying and swaying. When encountering the “wind and waves” in the sky, it would bump up and down like a flat boat on the water. I went all the way to the north, and rushed to the logging institute in Yuzhang County, Hongzhou.

Chen Pingan made an appointment with Lin Shouyi that he would visit the logging institute today.

In fact, I talked with Lin Shou before, and the result is good, the realm is high and high, this young immortal in the upper five realms actually said that he can’t get away from something, you Chen Ping’an didn’t say it sooner.

In the reply letter, Master Lin told Chen Ping’an to go to the logging yard by himself if he was really in a hurry. It didn’t matter if he was there or not.

Chen Ping’an had to make another appointment with “Lin Yupu”. It really is the world today, people’s hearts are not ancient, and whoever owes money is the uncle.

In the middle of the night, Fu Zhou fell in a secluded landscape outside the county where the logging institute is located, and walked on foot. Chen Ping’an and Ning Ji each took out a road guide and entered the county.

As soon as Lin Shou came to the gate of the county town, Chen Ping’an threw his hands together and said, “Lin Yupu has not seen you for a long time. I am in a panic, which has delayed Lin Yupu’s practice.”

Lin Shou felt helpless, “It’s really something, and the date has been set a long time ago.”

Chen Ping’an smiled, “I, Yuan Ying, you Yupu, if there is an incident or leave, whoever has the highest level has the final say.”

Lin Shou laughed and said, “You’re not done yet, are you?”

Chen Pingan smiled casually and introduced the students around him.

Ning Ji subconsciously shouted, “Uncle Lin.”

Chen Ping’an held back his smile, “Ning Ji, you’re calling it wrong, according to our pedigree, Lin Yupu is the second disciple of your master, and his realm is high, but he is a generation lower than me, so you have to call Senior Brother Lin.”

Lin Shouyi didn’t bother to bother with Chen Ping’an, he nodded and smiled with the dark and thin teenager: “My name is Lin Shouyi, and your husband is from the same hometown, so just call me Brother Lin, remember not to imitate your husband who likes to say weird things so much in the future. “

Ning Ji grinned, Mr. himself, he never said weird things, he always had something to say.

Lin Shouyi laughed heartily: “What are you nervous about?”

Chen Pingan sighed, “No wonder you made a mistake in your message, otherwise I would have come to pay New Year’s greetings to Uncle Lin earlier.”

Lin Shouyi smiled and said, “You just come to the door empty-handed?”

Chen Pingan said, “How is that possible.”

Lin Shouyi said: “The county town is not big, it’s only a few steps away, and my father is already waiting.”

In fact, his father had already specially asked the kitchen to prepare the meals. He didn’t ask Lin Shouyi why he hadn’t arrived yet, or he asked him to go outside to see if he had arrived.

Chen Pingan asked, “Will you not disturb Uncle Lin’s rest?”

Lin Shou smiled and said: “Then you go back, come back next time, choose a day.”

Chen Ping’an’s face darkened, “Wait, when I see Uncle Lin, I will find a way to talk about Dong Shuijing.”

Lin Shouyi immediately shut up.

At the gate of the logging courtyard, Chen Ping’an straightened his clothes and let out a long breath.

Lin Shouyi found it interesting and rare. It seemed that Chen Pingan was really nervous.

The logging courtyard is also the layout of the official residence at the front, and Lin Shouyi brought Chen Ping’an and Ning Ji to the residence at the back.

Chen Ping’an was holding gifts in both hands, all of which were local specialties. It must not cost much, but it was all his heart.

Lin Shouyi called his father, and Lin Zhengcheng walked out of the main room.

Lin Shou repeatedly took gifts from Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping’an bowed and said apologetically, “Junior Chen Ping’an, I wish Uncle Lin a good old age.”

Lin Zhengcheng nodded, his face sullen, but there was a smile in his eyes, “It’s okay, it’s not too late.”

Lin Shouyi felt a little pantothenic in his heart. You didn’t say that before, Dad. You kept saying so late. What new year do you wish to celebrate ten months in advance?

Chen Ping’an introduced the students around him, Lin Zhengcheng and Ning Ji smiled and said, “It looks like your husband when you were a child.”

Entering the main hall together, there is a table of the Eight Immortals, and the rest of the furnishings are no different from the hometown.

Lin Zhengcheng asked, “Can I drink alcohol?”

Chen Ping’an said cautiously, “I can drink.”

Lin Shouyi smiled and said, “Chen Ping’an has been drinking a lot, but I heard that he was almost never drunk.”

Lin Zhengcheng glanced at his son.

Lin Shouyi stopped talking.

No way, Chen Ping’an is a typical “other people’s child”.

Since the last time I talked to my father, Lin Shouyi is now on his father’s side. It’s much better. He won’t be scared to death with just one look, and he won’t feel like he’s poking his heart out when his father says something casually. Don’t say yes. A few days, maybe months or even years, can’t be slowed down for a long time.

Lin Zhengcheng let someone bring the dishes to the table, lifted the mud seal of the wine jar, got up and helped Chen Ping’an and Lin Shouyi to pour the wine, smiled and asked Ning Ji if he could drink it, the boy turned to look at his husband, Chen Ping’an smiled He said it was enough to drink a little, Lin Zhengcheng poured a full bowl of wine for the young man, and said with a smile, pouring wine is the custom of our hometown. on.

The wine on the table was full.

Lin Zhengcheng didn’t move his chopsticks, so no one took them.

Lin Zhengcheng picked up the wine bowl, drank it all at once, and knocked on the table lightly. Except for Ning Ji who just took a sip, Chen Ping’an and Lin Shouyi both suffocated the wine in the bowl.

Lin Zhengcheng was silent for a moment, looked at Chen Ping’an, and said with a smile, “Chen Quan and Chen Shu have given birth to a good son.”

The couple in Mud Bottle Alley in the small town, both surnamed Chen, are both good people recognized by the neighbors.

And their children, year after year, after reaching the age of teenagers, finally met a girl of the same age from a foreign country.

At that time, the straw-shoe boy introduced himself like this, hello, my father’s surname is Chen, and my mother’s surname is also Chen, so…my name is Chen Ping’an!

Lin Shouyi didn’t go to see Chen Ping’an, but just gave the boy a chopstick dish and said with a smile, “Ning Ji, try it.”

——

In the territory of Qingling Country, the wild creek originating from Caiyu Mountain is surrounded by apricot trees, blooming like snow. This wild stream merges into the largest river in Qingling Country. The water transportation is busy, and the official ships come and go. The river is full of real money and silver. The Bamboo Branch School is the first immortal mansion of Qingling Kingdom, and its relationship with the imperial court has always been stable.

I had a drink at the same table with Xiahou Zan and Xiahou Jianxian of Shuilongfeng before. As an outdated guest of the Bamboo Branch School, my monthly salary has doubled from six snows.

After all, he is a pawn, and the sesame official is also an official. At the end of each year, there is a dividend, but it depends on the operation of the Zhuzhi faction.

Chen Jiu likes to fish at night, and he is willing to pay for his nesting. Cui Yushan likes to joke that if we, Chen Dianke, make a nest, the water level of the entire wild stream can rise by an inch.

That night, Uncle Bai found the old one, and the old man watched for a while at the skilled walker of the outer door, and then threw a herring weighing more than 30 kilograms into the big fish basket.

After seeing the lively scene, the old man said straight to the point: “Old, I won’t go around with you, I suggest you to change to another place, because this kind of thing belongs to Jade Yushan’s presumptuous proposition, unilaterally breaking the contract, so the Zhuzhi faction The accountant will give you a sum of immortal money, you go to withdraw the money tomorrow morning, as for my side, there is no need to say goodbye.”

Squatting on the edge of the stream, the old man was stunned and stared at the old man for a long time. After he was sure it was not a joke, he became anxious, threw the fishing rod at his feet, got up and said, “Uncle Bai, this is not appropriate, but it is every If there is an extra six snows a month to spend money on, we are going to drive people away? Are we cutting Yushan so short of money that we can’t open the pot? It’s okay, the big deal is that I will suffer a bit of a loss. The salary is gone, so as not to make the Xiahou Jianxian face bad, I will spend the extra six snows in private, and return them all to Chui Yushan.”

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head, “It has nothing to do with this. You don’t need to know the reason. It’s not bad for you to leave early.”

“Uncle Bai, if you don’t care about love anymore, I really want to say, ‘If you don’t leave your father here, you will have your own place’!”

Chen Jiu said: “To tell the truth without ignoring the conscience, without a young and promising outsider like me, who can work hard and bear no complaints, it’s a loss for your Zhuzhi faction!”

Bai Ni smiled and said, “That’s the best way. I’ll tell you later if I regret the green intestines. There will be such a day, and I’ll be ashamed to beg you to return to Caiyu Mountain.”

If the Zhuzhi faction can get through this difficulty, Bai Ni is really willing to let this outer sect come back to cut Yushan. It’s just that things are impermanent, tomorrow’s cloudy and sunny, how do you say today?

“What happened? Is there some kind of enemy who was unable to cut the grass and rooted in the Bamboo Branch School, but now has a great identity, and came to the door, clamoring to destroy it?”

Chen Jiu said in a low voice: “Uncle Bai, I’m not bragging. If it’s such a thing, I can come forward and mediate. I’m good at fighting, and I’m good at being reasonable.”

Bai Ni said with a smile, “Nonsense!”

Do you think it is our Bamboo Branch School and Zhengyang Mountain?

To be honest, the old man is really reluctant to chase the old away.

Not only his white mud, but the old craftsmen who cut Yushan all like this young man who can brag, drink wine, and work carefully.

Every time they catch a fish at night, young people often wear aprons to cook, invite the old people to have a drink together in their spare time, and listen to the old stories of stone quarryers and jade pickers.

The old and firm said: “Uncle Bai, I really put the harsh words here today, if there is no valid reason to convince me, I will not leave, what’s the point of working hard, or just thinking about Uncle Bai. Let me introduce you to get a genealogy status in the Zhuzhi School.”

Bai Ni smiled and said: “Why, they really said that you are poor and poor, but your spirit is high. You think that our head Guo has no Taoist partner, do you have any ideas?”

Chen Jiu was really anxious this time, “Fuck your stinky farts, these guys are chewing their tongues like a broken-mouthed bitch, and when I look back, I let them spit out all the wine and vegetables, and they are still thinking about eating fish and drinking, right? Eat **** and pee…”

Looking at the scolding young man, the old man patted the old shoulder and said, “Listen to the persuasion, let’s go.”

Old and silent, he squatted on the ground again, picked up the fishing rod, grabbed the bait hook, and threw the rod into the water.

The old man sat on the side, not willing to say anything serious to the young man, and said with a smile: “I don’t really know how high the sky is, and think there is a chance for Head Guo to become a Taoist partner, right?”

Chen Jiu said helplessly: “Even if the head of Guo likes me, I don’t like her.”

The old man smiled and said, “Oh? Do you have a girl you like in your heart?”

Chen Jiu grinned, “Yes, and we’ll be married soon.”

The old man nodded and said, “It’s a good thing, remember to send me a wedding invitation when that time comes. I will definitely go for a wedding wine. Can I sit at the main table?”

The premise is that if there is still a chance to drink wedding wine, the old man must go.

Chen Jiu smiled and said, “As long as Uncle Bai dares to sit at the main table, I have no problem.”

The old man smiled and said, “Old, can you correct this stinky problem of bragging about not writing drafts in the future?”

Stale stared at the fishing line on the surface of the water, and asked in a low voice, “Uncle Bai, tell me the truth. To be honest, are we in trouble with the Bamboo Branch School? Is it over the Zhengyang Mountain?”

Bai Ni hesitated for a while, and said, “Actually, it’s hard to tell you this. In short, you have encountered a difficult hurdle. As for whether it has anything to do with Zhengyang Mountain, you don’t need to know. Leave and stay out of the way, I won’t hurt you.”

After sitting quietly for a while, the old man got up and left.

Chen Ping’an turned his head to look at the old man’s back, and after retracting his gaze, he continued to fish.

Two hundred years ago, Guo Huifeng personally signed a landscape contract with the Qingling country court, renewing the lease of Yushan for two hundred years. It’s just about to expire this year.

As the largest and only cornucopia of the Zhuzhi faction, Caiyushan must be thinking of renewing the contract.

Previously, Xia Houzan ran over to collect the rent and collect the rent. It seemed like a normal thing, but in fact it was just like Guo Huifeng’s guess. Whether it was Zhengyang Shanshui Longfeng Yan Jianxian secretly instigating it, or Xia Houzan thinking of making up for it, it was Xiaomen who suffered. Xiaohu’s Bamboo Branch Pie. The Zhuzhi faction does have a so-called priority renewal contract, but this clause that seems to be written in black and white in the contract is optional.

The jade-cutting mountain behind Chen Ping’an has been mined for hundreds of years. According to the latest survey results of the previous Qingling country geographer, all the jade reserves are estimated at 120 grain rain money.

This is regardless of the cost of mining, the salaried salaries that the Bamboo Branch Sect must pay to its own Qi trainers and craftsmen, as well as some additional expenses related to Qingling Kingdom’s dignitaries and dignitaries.

What’s more, as one of the vassal sects of Zhengyang Mountain, the Zhuzhi Sect also needs to share the account with Zhengyang Mountain every year. After deducting such a sum of immortal money, within the next hundred years, the Zhuzhi Sect will excavate a mountain of cutting jade, and if it dies, it will be worth thirty or fifty grain rain money? Therefore, Guo Huifeng originally planned to ask Bai Ni’s master, the money-handling cultivator of the Zhuzhi faction, to offer thirty pieces of grain rain money to the Qingling Kingdom’s court, which was very sincere.

The Zhuzhi faction is divided into two veins: Caiyu Mountain and Jizu Mountain. Guo Huifeng is from the Chuiyu Mountain line. Ling Xie, the patriarch of the law, is from Jizu Mountain. The Taoist name is “Rain Period”. The apprentice of the master of Jizu Mountain.

Early the next morning, Bai Ni first went to a house at the foot of the mountain. The young man who served as a guest of the outer door still left. The old man was relieved. Then he went to the nearby Caiyu Mountain account, and found that it was outdated. Didn’t receive the immortal money that was considered severance pay, the old man laughed and scolded, stinky boy, he’s quite temperamental.

If you bump into the old, the old man will inevitably want to teach you a lesson. You are not a godly master with a lot of money. You are a person who is about to marry a wife, so why compete with money.

By the wild creek, a storm blew apricot blossoms like flying snow.

Bai Ni was walking by the water with an umbrella. He wanted to see apricot blossoms that he didn’t know if he could see them again in the future. As the old man walked, he realized that he was looking at the old scenery with his heart, just like the new scenery.

The hometown, which was originally opposite each other day and night, was like a stranger who had never met before, and when the wind blew the flowers, it was more like a emaciated beauty with frowning frowns.

The old man walked all the way to the junction where the stream joins the Qihe River, and found a black spot on the water’s edge.

When I got closer, I saw a fisherman wearing a hat, a hood and straw sandals. He looked young and dressed as a Taoist priest.

The other party claimed to be a Jianghu person who hit the government and Chongzhou. A penny stumped a heroic man. He had bad luck and a bad fate.

Bai Ni casually asked Daochang how the fish was caught. The Daoist looked embarrassed and said that it was alright. After the rain, the weather was fine and the fire was lit, and today I can finally have a full meal.

He probably guessed that the old man was a genealogical cultivator on the other side of Caiyu Mountain, and seeing that the old man did not intend to leave for a while, and the foreign Taoist monk who went fishing at the gate of someone else’s mountain, he was a little uncomfortable in the end.

Bai Ni doesn’t mind strangers coming here to fish, not to mention the Qihe River, it’s a wild stream. Could it be that whose name is still engraved on the fish in the water?

In fact, the old man was not interested in fishing at first, but he was familiar with the way of fishing. Over time, the old man saw some interest in the way of life. Besides, as the old man said, many times, watching people fishing is like hearing the sound of books in a dream. It’s interesting, not to mention watching people fishing rods, just like drinking wine without spending money, you can pour a piece of Lei. The young Taoist priest was quite good at fishing, and he didn’t see how he would make up the nest, so he caught several fat crucian carp one after another. Now, the Taoist priest had to bite the bullet and explain that if you can’t cook it in one pot, and you can’t eat the rest, you can take it to the market fish market to sell it for money and exchange some dishes.

Bai Ni nodded and turned to leave.

The old man with the umbrella didn’t walk out a few, when he heard the fishing line suddenly stretched behind him, and then there was the sound of a big fish pulling the line.

Hearing the sound, Bai Ni knew that he was catching a big fish. The old man was very happy for the Taoist priest, and he didn’t even think about watching people walk the fish. After a while, the Taoist priest shouted loudly, “That old man, stop here, you can’t buy it. Buying a fish?! This fish looks very strange and extraordinary, look at it, there are words on its forehead!”

At this moment, the Taoist priest lost his fishing rod and sat cross-legged, holding a large red-tailed carp with golden scales that was half a human’s length in his arms.

Bai Ni turned around and asked with a smile, “Tell me, what words?”

The Taoist priest was elated and slapped the fish’s forehead, “The mud-golden text, only one and a half of the ‘horn’ is left, which the poor Taoist still vaguely recognizes, and the rest of the traces are like light bird seals, which are too old, like ancient monuments. There is a horn character on the forehead, these signs are good?! But don’t be a fine, it’s a pity to stew for the poor Dao, and the poor Dao is also worried about being punished and struck by thunder, old man, you see that we are destined, It’s a big carp caught by your doorstep, why don’t you buy it and keep it at home, what kind of auspicious thing is a few fairy money, old man, do you think it’s true or not…”

The old man with the umbrella was a little helpless, when I Bai Ni was that kind of three-year-old child? You are a foreign Taoist priest, you just fish when you fish, how can you cheat on your money?

However, the old man patiently listened to the nonsense of the Taoist priest over there, and did not expose the other party. He thought that the old things were still here, and it was estimated that the two sides were chatting.

There are liars all over the world who sell antiques as fakes. In short, they are just one mouth. They all rely on storytelling. They are either handed down from the ancestors or just dug out of the ground.

The old man remembered that the old man once said that there is a way to make a living. Near some Xianjia Ferry near the water, there is often a liar who prepares a fish with engraving on the forehead. It is best to be the kind of carp that sells well. Red and gold are even better. Using this fish must be a way of saying that it will go into the sea and return to land water after many years. It is similar to what is written in the book. The so-and-so monarch once wrote an inscription in red pen. Could it be this one? Palm Eye… In addition, there are a few supporters next to him to help coax him, and he is the first to bid, specifically to deceive the gods on the mountain who have read some books but not much.

In fact, the old man has always suspected that Chen Jiu had done this kind of deed himself, otherwise he would be the kind of person who would be trusted to share the spoils after the fact.

Bai Ni sighed, it’s really not easy for these rootless duckweed-like Shan Zeye Xiu to eat and eat, so he waved his hand and signaled the Taoist priest to stop working hard and go to other places to cheat money.

Buzzed, vaguely. The two golden fish whiskers beside the carp’s mouth trembled, swaying like water plants.

The Taoist priest became more and more diligent, and shouted at the top of his voice: “Old man, do you hear? This fish can really speak, it’s really scary! I can’t understand the content, most of it is Biezhou Yayan.”

The golden carp, which was only half a step away from being successfully shaped, did swim all the way from the sea to Dadu to the Qihe River here, just to relax. Near the White Emperor City in the Middle Earth, it fell short and failed to jump to the dragon gate. It fell endlessly, but relying on the atmosphere of the residual Dao Qi and the Dragon Qi intertwined, the temples and temples along the way did not dare to stop it. Daoist priest, he was caught on the shore with the most unscrupulous means of anchoring fish. It was still in pain at the moment, and he couldn’t help but scolded: “Stinky Daoist priest, let go quickly! Don’t be a person!”

The Taoist priest was full of complaints, sighed, and quickly stretched out his hand to cover the fish mouth of the old item in Taiye Pond, “It’s about buying and selling, fellow Taoist, don’t talk yet.”