Sword of Coming Chapter 772

Chen Pingan found an inn in a lively place and still needed to use the gold and silver to settle the bill. The three stayed for three days for a total of two or two money. The store buddy took out the scale and was skilled in cutting the silver with small scissors.

Seeing this thing, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but think of the guys in the Yangjia shop in the early years. In addition to cutting and crushing silver during trading, he also weighed some rare and expensive herbs, so Chen Ping'an saw it every time he was a child. The store folks are willing to use the teacher to move the crowd and take out this object to weigh a certain herbal medicine. Then the child who is carrying a large basket and standing under the high counter will squeeze his mouth tightly, and his hands will grasp the rope on both shoulders, his eyes will be extra bright I just think that most of the hard work of the day, the wind and the sun, and the rain, it's nothing.

The thoughts rushed to hold back, because the man in front of him was a weighing instrument. Chen Ping thought of the time scale and the weights and measures of the vast world today, and naturally, he remembered that Song Jixin mentioned in the Dadu Temple Called Jianglong to practice morale. Because the scales, pans and ebony poles on the inn counter, as well as several white copper small scales, are obviously ordinary things under the mountain, so after a glance, Chen Pingping found that they are not the same as the books in the entry city, he did not have Look more and think more.

Pei Qian himself has a complete set of scales, including two scales, and also engraved her with "never lose money" or "only make money", so this time it seems to be intimate with the family, as if knowing the circumstances of the other country, close to nature , Pei Qian will be more attentive than Chen Ping'an and look carefully. She suddenly and Chen Ping quietly said: "Master, this set of scales uses a horn, which ordinary people can't afford."

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "Most of them are in the wealth and wealth of the family's court, and they are in the market. Unfortunately, the material is precious, and this thing is also a fiction. We can't take it away."

Pei Qian nodded, thought for a while, and asked again: "There is a line of small characters on the top of the scale bar, "Shanyang generous, Neiku Gong system", Master, is there anything to say here?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, "Not sure, but since it was made by Neiku, it must be something in the palace. It's just that I don't know the specific dynasty."

Pei Qian asked: "Master, we will settle in the inn later. I will go to the Fuzhi Bookstore alone to find out what is "Shanyang Dafang"?"

Chen Ping's smile was dumb, and the world's knowledge is so complicated. It's really a learning world, but Pei Qian is willing to explore. Of course, Chen Ping'an will not refuse her good learning and knowledge, and nods: "Yes."

After asking the inn for two rooms, Chen Ping'an was alone. After sitting in the room, he opened the cotton cloth package and spread it on the table. Pei Qianlai left here with Master, and left the inn alone, ran to the Item City Bookstore, and checked the roots of the quirky inscription “Shanyang Dafang”, while Xiaomi Gu ran into the house, resting the beloved green bamboo stick At the table, she was on Chen Ping's side, standing on the bench, and accompanied the good mountain owner to see the baby who had picked up the leak. The little girl was a bit greedy, asked if she could play? Chen Ping'an was looking at the booklet attached to Qiu Shanke and nodded with a smile. Millet grain was taken carelessly, and she was not interested in scrolls or paperweights. Eventually, she began to appreciate the daffodil basin that she had seen in her eyes. Her hands were raised high and she was amazed. She even rubbed her face slightly. The cool porcelain basin is really cool.

Chen Ping opened the booklet and smiled, "I'll give it to you if I like it. But I said in advance that the small pot is fake and can't be taken away. You can only stay on the ferry for a few days. sad."

This porcelain basin has a good origin. It is hailed as a daffodil Xiu Cave in the booklet presented by Qiu Shanke. The bottom model is "eight hundred water descendants". The natural water palace is similar to the water palace and dragon boat that Liu Chongrun on Zhuchai Island secretly salvaged with the help of Zhu Li in their early years. It is a pity that the daffodil basin is a kind of illusion of refining by the fairy master.

Xiaomi Gu held the daffodil basin and shook his head hard: "I just looked at it and liked it, so I could look at it more, even if the small water basin is real, I don't want it, otherwise I will take down the mountain, every day Worried about being robbed and delaying my patrol."

Chen Ping'an repeatedly read through the book several times, anyway, the content was not much, and nothing happened.

According to the many detailed records about these objects in the booklet, not only the daffodil pots, the bundle of dead plum branches, as well as the "Shu Ye" ebony paperweight, as well as the eccentric shape of the moonflower and the "dressing" scroll, are just chance clues. One of the links is just a bridge to connect the other two things. The bearded zipper of the bearded Zhang San actually only has a "Yunmeng Changsong" ancient bow. The rank is still difficult to determine, and Chen Ping'an feels that this bow is a bit hot.

As for the gilt small water tank that served as the gate of the palace, the Green Bull Taoist did not know how to maintain the rules, so he sent the answering Shao Baojuan, and then a solid opportunity, in the hanging arch city where the emperor and monarch gathered, Shao Baojuan can ask for a "rectification" in a certain sense, and let the water tank turn from virtual to real. The depth of the water in the water tank depends on Shao Baojuan and His Majesty the Emperor of the vertical arched city. 'S ability to discuss it. The top of the booklet says that this thing can be complementary to the "Dragon King's Basket". The Dragon King's basket defeats the world's genus Jiaolong, but Menhai can use dragon gas as bait to feed the world's aquatic descendants in a water tank. It is a kind of so-called mountain "Half walk", one catch and one raise, seamless.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Looking back at Beiju Luzhou Dumb Lake, can we stay there for a few more days, happy or not?"

Xiaomi grain smiled, but said: "In general, happy bowl is big."

She put the narcissus basin on the table and lay on the table, adding a sentence, "When you come back to Luobi Mountain, you will have a big table."

Chen Pingan joked: "My brother Zuo, the temper is not too good, especially for strangers, it is difficult to talk. Even on my little brother's side, Brother Zuo never has a smiley face, so he is very good for Xiaomi Saw it."

Xiaomi Gu's chin rested on his arm and asked softly, "Good man Shanzhu, would you miss Mrs. Shan?"

Chen Pingan could not help but nod and said, "Of course I will."

Xiaomi grain frowned, saying, "I don't think so."

Chen Ping An put down the booklet, picked up the ebony paperweight and played it in his hand, as if jokingly said: "You have to make yourself think less before you can think less. Do you want to think?"

Xiaomi grain frowned, and said ingeniously: "The Lord said yes."

Chen Ping'an read the booklet. In fact, now he is equivalent to inheriting the burden of the bearded guest. He can also welcome guests on the ferry.

Standing up and putting down the ebony paperweight, Chen Ping'an twisted out a lantern light note, hung in the air, slowly burning, and then walked to the window. Among the books he had handed out before, there was a Fulu in it. At that time, I knew it clearly, but I still helped to cover up, did not take it out and returned it to Chen Ping'an, which meant that Chen Ping's move did not break the rules of the night boat, and when the bearded man came out of the city on the donkey Zhang Fulu entered the sea like a mud cow, without trace.

Without touching the wall, you don't know where the rules are.

After Chen Ping's boarding the night boat this time, he still went to the village to follow the customs, generally following the rules, but there are some subtle things that still need to be tried. In fact, this is similar to fishing. You need to catch nests to lure fish in advance. What's more, fishing has a lot of knowledge, and fishing has a doorway. At first, Chen Pingan's purpose was very simple. Within one month, he rescued all the monks of the ferry boat in Beiju Luzhou, left the night boat, and returned to Haoran together. As a result, in this entry city, Shao Baojuan set traps three times and five times. Li Shilang has a cold face, and Chen Ping'an really does not believe in evil, then break his wrist, try it.

Chen Ping'an counted silently in his heart. When he turned around, a lantern light just burned out, exactly the same as before entering the city, without any deviation.

Previously on the road of the bird-raising mountain where the Taoist Feng Jun was unique, the two sides met on a narrow road. It was probably Chen Ping's respect for the old generation. He accumulated a lot of illusory luck. Once he came and went, the two sides did not learn what swordsmanship. After some talk about making money with vigor, Chen Ping'an instead used a temporary hand-painted picture of the true form of Wuyue to make a deal with the green bull Taoist. The drawing of Wuyue drawn by Chen Ping'an was extremely ancient in form and shape, and it is quite different from all the pictures of Wuyue in the later generations of the world. Keep it, and then place it in the lotus lotus land of Luobi Mountain. Of course, Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this.

Feng Jun finally got what he wanted, and was very pleased. To Chen Ping, a young descendant who seemed to be a lucky star, the thin old Taoist people looked at each other in exchange. In addition, Chen Ping An learned that Feng Jun was just traveling to another city and let the old Tao People helped take the long sword "night tour" to another city. Not only that, the old man in a good mood asked for a few extra small businesses with Chen Ping'an. Both sides had questions and answers. Feng Jun and Chen Pingan said a few secrets about the ferry, but of course Feng Jun only said something to say, such as the way to leave the ship, and the method of going out of the city and changing the city, how did Shao Baojuan do it, what did he do as a city master Acting cheaply, the old gods laughed and said nothing.

Chen Ping, the long sword that was no longer around, had been in touch with his heart, just like the distant night, there was a light swaying in the night, passers-by Chen Ping, clearly visible.

As long as Chen Pingan was cruel, he slashed through the ferry world, and the two echoed each other. Chen Pingan was confident that he could let Pei Qian and Xiaomi grain leave the ferry first, and he could go to the city where Feng Jun was, and stay on this night boat. Go shopping. When the time comes, Pei Qian will return to the Pimazong ferry, flying the sword directly to the two sites of Jianzong and Taidifeng. On the other side of Luzhou, Beiju, Chen Ping's friends and respected predecessors are actually quite a lot.

Xiaomi grain was standing on the bench, remembering something, he couldn't be happier, his two small hands blocked his mouth, he laughed and said: "Good man mountain master, we will walk together again, this time we will go to the seat again The fairy in the mountains of Xianfu, don't you rush out because you don't know how to sing poetry.”

Chen Pingan said seriously: "How is it possible that my skill in writing poetry has soared in these years, and I have no one to see. Xiaomi grain, but I am not bragging with you, I used to think that I was on the side of the Jianqi Great Wall. The old monk of the scholar is still in the 14th realm. It seems to be the pseudonym Lu Fayan. Anyway, it is to admire my poetry name and take the initiative to go to the city head to find me, saying that my psalm is rhythmic, and the peace is amazing. He admires it. I'm worried when I see it."

Xiaomi grain was shocked, and quickly clapped his hands, radiant, "Amazing!"

Alas, it's just a pity that my eighteen martial arts have no place to use. Because this time I traveled to my hometown Muba Lake. In fact, Xiaomi Gu secretly asked the old cook for a few verses, all written in a book, or The old cook was attentive, and asked her if it was a poem written by Xiaomi grain, right? Xiaomi grain was confused and confused, was it a hammer? Where does she know what it is? Zhu Lian asked her to copy it on the paper, otherwise it would be exposed. Xiaomi grain suddenly realized that when she copied the poems one by one, the old cook was nibbling the melon seeds, and patiently answered Xiaomi grain, what words in the poems, What does it mean to read it?

Xiaomi Li asked the old cook whether these were copied from the book? The old cook said no, it was all his temporary thoughts, and he was in a hurry, and his knowledge was trivial. At that time, Xiaomi Gu was anxious, saying that don't even hurt the good man Shanzhu and her to be looked down upon. The old cook said he wouldn't. He also said that in his hometown, many people said that his psalm was taken from the water in the moon, broken down from the ferry willow, and picked up from the wine tank, so it was still a bit heavy. Yes, he does what he wants, but it is a fairy language that many famous poets have been struggling with for life.

Xiaomi grain will be suspicious, and finally believe the old cook.

Under the lights on the table that night, the little girl transcribed her words while wandering her legs, while the old cook chewed melon seeds while chattering.

That's why Luomishan makes Zhou Migui like it. Even if the good mountain owner is often not at home, there are Pei Qian and the old cook, Sister Nuanshu, Jingqing Jingqing...

For the right guardian of Luobi Mountain right in the cave house, Jianqi Great Wall is also a very good place. In the heart of Zhou Mili, it is the third best in the world after Luobi Mountain and Muba Lake!

One is the hometown of many friends, the other is the hometown of the small and small rivers and lakes, and the other is her dumb lake monster who accidentally made two famous places in the world.

Chen Pingchao stood on the stool with millet grains, reached out and pressed twice, "Going out, walking in the rivers and lakes, we must be calm and restrained."

Xiaomi Gu sat down on the bench and lay down on the table again, with some sadness, frowning his brows, and whispered, "Good Mountain Master, I don't seem to be able to help anything. Outside the Luobi Mountain... "

Speaking of which, the little girl in black scratched her head and refused to go any further, just embarrassed. Some people say that she is just a big fart cave, still unknown

It's a big joke when she's enshrined in the protection of Luobei Mountain. In fact, she has been sad for many years, because the gossip is always the truth. She is just afraid of Sister Nuanshu. of.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of Xiaomi grain, guessed a rough idea, and said tentatively: "Someone said that your state is not high, so you joke, chew your tongue behind your back?"

After this incident, after returning to Soul Mountain, nobody really told Chen Ping'an. For such a big event, no one said that he had to keep an account. From Cui Dongshan to Pei Qian to the old cook, and Chen Lingjun, don't even want to escape, only a small warm tree, just forget it.

Xiaomi grain yelled carefully and said carefully: "Good man mountain owner, but I am not afraid of picking a burden. I pick the Jin Biandan to patrol the mountain every day, just to secretly use it to warn myself of my duties. It's good to look at Jingqing for another person. He also likes to be an official and let him serve as a mountain guard. I think it's appropriate. It's better to pass it out. Jingqing is Yuanyingjing."

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "Let him serve as a mountain guardian of the Soul Mountain? Our dad Chen was so brave that he didn't dare to have this idea, and Ling Jun was even more reluctant to grab this official title from you."

Even if Chen Lingjun dared to be the suzerain of the next sect, when he was discussing things in the ancestral hall, when the big gang was either slashed with a sword or punched to kill his own family, this guy could put out a pair of others. The posture, but alone did not dare to worship this mountain protection. Chen Ling is a little bit good, most talk about the spirit of the rivers and lakes, no one has anything, he dares to argue for anything, such as the next patriarchal status, but also willing to give anything, when Luo Poshan was the most short of money, in fact, Chen Lingjun took out the law Many family members, according to Zhu Lian, said that in those years, Uncle Chen was really stretched out, so poor that it was so loud that Wei Shanjun's side would not be so straight. However, Chen Lingjun won't grab anything that already belongs to others. Not to mention the protection of the mountain of millet grain, that is, on the mountain, the benefits and cheapness of sesame and green beans are not touched by Chen Ling. In short, Chen Lingjun is an old river and lake who wants to face and suffer.

Perhaps even Chen Lingjun didn't know himself, whether it was Wei Shan, the countless Shan Jun who was kept accounted by him, or the Confucius, who had little dealings with him, actually highly praised him.

And deep down in Chen Ping's heart, the left guard seat that Luo Po Mountain has been hanging in the air was prepared for Chen Lingjun early in the morning. It was mentioned in the secret letter that was sent to Cao Qingqing that year. After waiting for this guy to be successful, if Luo Poshan determines that he cannot return to his hometown, he will settle the matter. It was only later that when Chen Ping'an returned to the world of Haoran, and when he came to Luobei Mountain, he saw that Chen Lingjun was indeed walking a little too far, so he didn't mention the matter deliberately. Anyway, good things are not afraid of being late. It's just heaven.

Chen Pingan comforted: "Who has the most official on the downhill mountain? Who speaks best?"

Xiaomi Gu grinned and said: "Of course, a good mountain owner!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The official and the official are small on the downhill mountain, don't look at the height of the realm, just look at... the fame! Then you talk about it yourself, who can serve the people as a mountain guard?"

Xiaomi Grain was flying, but he sighed deliberately with his arms around his chest and raised his small head high.

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile, "but not."

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

Chen Ping'an just happened to ask Xiaomi why they want to play together in Red Candle Town. It stands to reason that the town of Red Candle is very close to Luobei Mountain. Li Jin, the **** of the rivers and rivers that sells books in the town's shop, has a lot of incense with Luobei Mountain. Qidun Mountain is also the king of Beiyueshan Wei Wei. "The place of the fortune", and that embroidered river water god, because of the origin of the wedding ghost, is not strange to Gu Family and Chen Ping'an of the Bottle Bottle Lane, so there should be no accidents. In addition, Tiefu River water **** Yang Hua, and Chen Ping's are even more involved in complicated grudges. It can be said that the small incense burner who fell on the mountain point on time is still born in the State City God Pavilion. So, it is a big one There is only one Yuye River left in the Longzhou territory, and the rest of the mountains and rivers have a very intricate relationship with the Luobi Mountain.

Pei Qian immediately embarrassed her face. Chen Ping, who had not thought about it, immediately thought a little bit more, and glanced at her big disciple in Kaishan. Pei Qian's eyes rolled, and she caught Chen Ping in the same way as when she was a child. scene.

Xiaomi grain quickly looked puzzled and pretended to be silly: "Why are we going to visit Red Candle Town together? Is there any other reason? Well, this is a melon seed size question, haha, I didn't give the answer before, The memory of Good Man Mountain is not very good. Actually, I don't have much money in my pocket and can't afford melon seeds...

Speaking of which, the little girl couldn't make up any more, so she turned around and looked at Pei Qian bitterly.

Pei Qian had no choice but to converge into a line, and he said to Master the fierce turmoil of the Yuye River, and said Chen Lingjun's sacrifice to the Dragon King basket, the old chef asked the fist of the water goddess, and later the younger brother visited Shuifu, of course The water goddess did finally take the initiative to apologize. It's just one that I couldn't hold back, and Pei Qian also said that Xiaomi grain was walking alone on the mountain. Xiaomi grain was really careless. When I walked on the mountain road, I grabbed the emerald green leaves in my mouth and looked left and right. People, chew the leaves with a gulp and use it to loosen the silt. From the beginning to the end, Pei Qian didn't conceal it deliberately, and didn't add oil or vinegar. Everything was just to be honest.

After hearing it, Chen Ping nodded and only said three words, "I see."

He pretended that he hadn't heard Pei Qian's explanation, but just rubbed Xiaomi grain's head and smiled, “I'll go back to my hometown and go to Red Candle Town together. Let's take a look at Ancestral Temple and Water House.”

Xiaomi grain smiled and continued to move through the daffodil pot.

Pei Qian took out several books, each of which had folding pages, and Zheng Se said: "Master, I found the root. That is Liu Chengrui, the Shanyang people, and the words are generous. There are many official history records and official records. Under many entries including Minghuan, Yuan, and Water Conservancy, there are records of this person, but the length is not long. According to the book, the matter involving the 戥子 seems to be the person who first took the money into the money, making this Planting downhill scales is more accurate."

Chen Ping'an began to turn the book, because Pei Qian had folded pages, and it turned over very quickly. In this way, the sage in this book, Zhu Li, and Liu Mao, the three princes of Daquan, Huang Huaguan, can all be regarded as the same people. Proficient in all kinds of arithmetic and regulations.

When Chen Ping'an saw the view of the palace, he found that this person had served the purpose of constructing the Yuying Zhaoying Palace as deputy envoy. In addition, the emperor sacrificed Fenyin and sent Liu Chengrui to supervise the delivery of materials. This person once opened up a waterway.

Chen Ping's heart was clear, and he immediately understood why he would see the 戥子 in the inn, and why he almost missed the chance. Chen Ping'an Avenue's hydrophilic nature, and the few arithmetic calculation books in his close proximity, may be one of the threads. But today the Taoist book was sent out in the Entry City, most of the reasons why they didn't meet each other and didn't even see it at first glance. If it wasn't for Pei Qian who insisted on looking up the book, Chen Ping'an would definitely not care about that. "My son, you can't see anything on the scale."

And Pei Qian has a complete set of 戥子, it is her own cause and effect, so she can see the inscription.

That Yunmeng Changsong small bow, really hot. Can this be said that many of the causal veins that are illusory and dispensable in the vast world will be greatly displayed on the night boat? For example, Qingniu Taoist, Zhao Yao riding a Niubanche to leave Lizhudongtian, the old master of Taoist Temple in the East China Sea, and the picture of the five ancestors of the ancestral ancestors in the lotus land. Qiu Shanke, lame donkey, Pei Qian read his stories of rivers and lakes in romance novels. When Pei Qian was a child, he wanted to have a donkey in his heart, and walked together. Mr. Wusong in the weapon shop, Baiye's fairy sword Taibai has a sharp tip, and the sword is at night...

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

Chen Pingan recovered and shook his head and said with a smile: "On the contrary, it solves a big doubt in Master's mind. The ferry's way of operation is already a bit clueless."

Originally, Chen Ping'an was actually disorganized by a mess in the entry city, overwriting a previous idea.

Nowadays, it is more and more determined that the key to this night sailing boat is ultimately the scholars who talk at night, especially the other monk who travels on the same boat and stretches his legs in the boat.

And the boatman who doesn't think too much!

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

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

In addition to the city owner Li Shilang, the entry city also has a deputy city owner. The rest of the city should be like this, and it will set up the main and vice.

A king's countless hanging arch city, among which is the cool summer resort at the northern foot of Lishan Mountain, hides the next opportunity to be tied to the scroll. The Jichen City where "Song Yan Du Hu" Long Bin is located hides the clues about "Guangling Stopping Spectrum".

In the famous shop, the young shopkeeper who had had a "demonstration of Haoliang" with Bai Yujing's three-handed teacher Lu Shen even proposed to use a Haoliang to raise a sword gourd to help Chen Ping'an open a new city. This means that the number of cities on the ferry is probably not a fixed number, otherwise the possibility of changing one by one is too small, because it will deviate from the fundamental purpose of this night boat to collect world knowledge. Coupled with Shao Baojuan's only words and phrases, especially the fate with the monk and the old lady who sells cakes, he also revealed that the rules of the avenue are very good and the geographical conditions are the most. It seems to be going back and forth, among the local people on the ferry, only a handful of people are left, such as the emperor of this entry city, the bearded man, the Mr. Wusong of the weapon shop, is the exception.

But as a result, this small group of people seems to be more in the landscape. Year after year, for centuries and thousands of years, it is like reading the same book all the time, and only waiting for the foreigners to board the ship, can you get a little bit out of place, and occasionally add or delete a few words. For these long-time old gods, Wouldn't it be worse for the elders?

Chen Pingan took a blank piece of paper from the objects in his close vicinity, and wrote down the characters he saw, the places he knew and the key words, as well as the origin and direction of all the clues.

Before Pei Qian had just entered the city, she saw three fabulous figures at that time, the maiden who hung the lantern, the dandy fan in the hill mansion, and a bridge between the colored buildings, standing with a pair of silver eyes. Most of them are some important roles in the major cities outside the entry city. They are either deputy city owners, or city masters like Long Bin and Qin Zidu.

Pei Qian watched Master write a blank piece of paper densely, and then Master folded his arms, staring at the piece of paper and began to meditate.

Pei Qian whispered: "Master, the mountain voucher handed over by Li Shilang."

This is a question, not a question.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "It means that we already have a foothold in the entry city, just like the house of Guimai on the top of Osmanthus Island, because after selling the mountain voucher to buy the mountain voucher, it is equivalent to the completion of the delivery of the next mountain. The official mansion of the mansion has been inspected. It's just that Master didn't plan to live there. If he had a chance, he still had to sell it back to Li Shilang. It's hard not to be upset or not to be upset.

Pei Qian frowned and noticed something strange. He immediately took out the green paper-made mountain voucher from his sleeve and found that the words "and stop the pavilion" appeared on the back. At the same time, there was a voice throughout the house. "Chen Jianxian If you don't buy the old man again, it's too late."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "City Master Li, don't look at it, don't hear it, isn't it?"

Li Shilang replied with a smile: "The world's scholarship is still out of sight? Is it a good thing for everyone to cherish themselves? As for the bad news, I can't talk about it, you and I know it well, don't have to fight this machine front, this is your intention first I mentioned it, and I will help you verify the matter again. Three days later, I will do it myself."

Pei Qian looked at Chen Ping'an and wanted to ask Master if he could believe this item. After all, Li Shilang has no heads and no brains. It seems that he didn't treat Master very early on. Instead, the city where Long Bin is located seems to know Master's identity as a hidden official, and he made a special trip to the entry city to take the initiative to ask for a complete seal.

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

Pei Qian asked, "Master, what did the old man say?"

In fact, Pei Qian didn't understand that Li Shilang only wanted to say this. Master said that this thing is an illusory thing. What's the point of gain and loss? But it can be said that an entry by the city host deliberately pits their money, as if it does not make sense, it is too boring and work.

Chen Pingan explained: "The value of the 戥子 is not in the 戥子 itself, but on the scales carefully elaborated by Liu Chenggui, and the scales and scales, and those who know the goods will become valuable and very valuable. Valuable. Even if you can't take away the 戥子

, Master can also help you accurately describe the scale spacing according to the original specifications, and then repair and restore those slightly worn scales, so Li Shilang will remind you so. "

Chen Pingan hesitated, and said with Pei Qianzheng: "But this is your chance to make money. You can fight or not. Between the two, you can."

Pei Qian did not hesitate and said: "That's fine, too lazy to run again."

Zhou Mili immediately said: "Pei Qian Pei Qian, I have more gold ingots and silver ingots in my pocket, heroes and heroes, just waiting for my order, go out and show their fists, don't you worry about money Not enough."

Pei Qian twisted Xiaomi grain's cheek, "That's not the case."

Chen Ping told Pei Qian to stay in the house and walked out alone. On the side of the hotel counter, he saw a group of people.

Somewhat surprised, because like himself, he was obviously a stranger who had not just boarded the ship.

A young Confucian with a bookcase on his back, a face with a weak crown and a calm look, he hung a jade pendant from the college.

Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this. Zhong Kui, as well as the gentleman Wang Zai of the Jianqi Great Wall, both have it. The styles are the same and the seals are different.

The Confucian student was discussing with the shopmate how the prince would buy and sell.

In addition, there is a young Taoist carrying a mahogany sword, standing next to a young monk, carrying a Buddhist altar covered in cloth, which is the portable Buddha.

The young Taoist was particularly handsome and suspicious. He was laughing with his companion young monk: "I heard that this ferry has a city, and there is a guy who claims to be a reincarnation of a Buddha. The nerd hangs aside and slays the demon to exorcise?"

The young monk was silent.

When the three met Chen Ping'an, there was no surprise.

And Chen Ping's more attention is still an old man with a sword standing not far from the street outside the inn. The sword fairy is undoubtedly, and it may be a fairyland.

The young Taoist carrying the Taomu sword had already shrunk into his sleeves, pinched his mental arithmetic, and immediately struck a finger. His fingers were like touching charcoal, and he smiled with sorrow. He took the initiative to apologize to Chen Pingping: "The trail is rude, and there are many offenses. Offended. It's really weird here. It's so strange to see everyone.

It's really weird. Although they have special status and responsibilities, they have no obstacles on this ferry, but if they want to change the city, they still need to solve the puzzles. Passing through layers of pass, there are no shortcuts, and this guy seems to have nothing I don't know, but my talent is like breaking through bamboo. Finally, I took the thread and cleared the cocoon. Following this clear line, I came all the way to the most difficult entry city for foreigners.

Otherwise, the noble Huangzi nobleman in the Tianhu Mansion of Longhu Mountain feels that if you are traveling to the ferry alone, you don't even want to leave even if you have a life saver, and you don't want to leave for seven or eighty years. It's really like a ghost hitting a wall here. Those cities are actually as big as the mountains and rivers of the dynasty. On the way, some people are holding lanterns. The word "Three Officials" is written in red and black. Some people offered candles with incense sticks and prayed one step at a time in order to worship incense religiously to the top of the mountain.

There is a long-faced man who sells alcohol, and when he drank high, he went crazy with the shopkeeper of the wine shop and said that he would punish you.

There is a crazy man named Inaccurate, holding a large handful of charred bamboo slips. Everyone asks if he can fill in the words.

An equestrian ride started from the capital, and quickly spurred the horse. On the snow-white walls of the station and road pavilion, a court edict was posted on the wall all the way. The inscription poems of that brigade and eunuchs are on the wall, and each other shines together. There was also a sweaty bearman during the day, gambling late at night, and tireless all night long, making the officials who read the lights in the nearby house and read at night shook their heads. Especially in the capital city before the entry city, the young Taoist priests saw a large clearing of official officials who were cleared out of the river, and were thrown into the rolling river like a dumpling. But there was a scholar who stood in the distance and smiled happily.

Chen Ping'an nodded and smiled: "It's okay. Look at the lively but don't join in the lively."

"atmosphere!"

The little teacher of Longhushan praised the shirtless man, and then tapped the shoulder of the young monk with one elbow. "You can talk, don't you say a few words?"

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

The Confucian student spent a few or two silvers and bought the 戥子 from the inn. The young Taoist asked: "How?"

Confucian shook his head and said: "It doesn't mean much, chat is better than nothing."

A group of three people walked out of the inn, and the old sword fairy on the street followed three young men silently to the gate of the city. This time, it was different from the monks and the bearded monks riding on the donkey. escort.

Chen Pingan stood at the door with his arms folded, just as he said, just watching a bustle, and seeing the four go away, apparently the three of them left the city by leaving the night boat.

Inside the city, outside a small pavilion, Li Shilang looked at the plaque and stopped the pavilion, and sighed. There were as many as ten maids around, and Qin Zi was just one of them.

In addition, there was only a gray-haired old scholar in green shirts, who asked with a smile: "City Master, since he is so distressed, and the young sword immortal said, he is willing to sell, then you buy it. , These business matters, who are you good at? What's wrong, you can't make money with your face? This is not like your usual style."

Li Shilang said: "In the younger generation, the pesky, sloppy, sloppy, all-out stereotypes, which make people look unhappy and do business with him, are really uncomfortable. Later, the Confucian student, there are many Now."

Bai Fashusheng smiled heartily and said: "Don't talk about these things. It's clear that the young Jianxian is too clever to do business. It has some kind of avenue dispute with you, which makes you worry and eats pain. One careless, Maybe the position of the city's master of this item should be taken away from another house? Or Shiro will throw out a eviction order in a hurry? For a younger junior to look down on his bravery, how to? Squeeze his nose to sell the mountain voucher, but also to ridicule people , Is this comfortable?"

Selling money, if you don't talk about how much money you make, just talk about the style of behavior. The Li Shilang next to you can be said to be the only one in the world.

Otherwise, the terrifying words could not be said, "How can I be so ardent? I pledge to die!"

Li Shilang said with a smile: "Listening to you, do you really want to change the city of the entry?"

Baifa Shusheng said: "I just want Xian to stop being a shroud's deputy lord. Learn that Zhang San and leave."

In the midst of meditation, the two main and two city owners of the entry city, and perhaps the number of Du Xiucai, should be added. They all thought that the bearded guest had already known that when he left the city, it was the last point when the aura of light dissipated.

The big bearded ranger wears a long sword, rides a lame donkey to drink fine wine, and then leaves, no difference from the world. The spirit is magnificent, enviable, but without regret.

On the non-transition ship, more people are still thinking of ways to linger on and survive. For example, Li Shilang never conceals 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 just borrows alcohol to avoid the ethics in his heart. And as the deputy lord of the city, the restraint is more than the peddler, and it is more difficult to leave the city.

There are countless books in the city.

The geography and geography, the three religions and the nine streams, and hundreds of schools. Human relations and military affairs, alchemy techniques, classical rituals. Ghosts and ghosts, strange treasures play, plants and flowers.

From the earliest night boat to only more than 4,000 items, it has evolved to more than 4 million.

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

The white-haired old scholar shook his head and smiled: "Wine table taboo is to persuade the wine, is it not a bad view."

Li Shilang said indignantly: "This kind of incomprehensible young man can be blamed if he can find a fairy mate!

The old scholar smiled and said: "The Chen Ping case above the travel notes of the mountains and rivers is not a normal one."

Li Shilang said: "If it's so good, I'll give him a mountain voucher like this in the book. I can't give him a voucher! Don't say it's a pavilion. It's fine to give him a mustard garden."

The old scholar dismantled the stage and said: "The previous mountain voucher was not given by Shilang Bai, it was earned by others on their own merits. The friendship returns to the friendship, the truth returns to the truth."

Li Shilang looked helplessly and looked down at Xiao Ting, sighing, "It's a pity that this pavilion is windy."

In Jijicheng, on the banks of a large river, a man with a high crown walked slowly. There was a college not far from the shore, and there were stone monuments standing on the shore, with the inscription "Waijin", and there was a water center in the Taotao River The pillar stone is placed in the ape threshold.

Long Bin asked softly, "The city lord, when the white monk visited the ferry, he only left this thing on the boat and said that he was waiting for the loved one. Is it that Chen Ping'an? A sword immortal, or a scholar, seems not to touch the side ."

The Gaoguan man smiled and said, "You can't say it, you can't say it."

Long Bin glanced at one of the men who followed them far away, and asked cautiously, "Could he ask the sword?"

The high crown man said, "Let's talk again."

In the white-eyed city nicknamed the useless city, a country boundary, the Feng Jun who left the entry city rode a cow, horns hung a long sword, and the old man sang along, holding in his arms a watermelon I didn't know where to pick it from , Saying that the green bull Taoist, can prolong his life. Bailu is a real person, but he has a dead bone... The result was a mess of mud in the country's naughty child, chasing and beating, so that the shameless thief left the watermelon, noisy, the road dusty . The old Taoist rides on the back of the cow, shakes, and smiles, but there is no way to be favored by others, to do things for others, and it is nothing to suffer.

In this white-eyed city, in a city night, a scholar stands at the head of a busy city, and there is only one star in the sky.

The reader sighed a little, and I don't know when and who can help Baiyancheng break a useless situation.

In the entry city inn, three people were sitting at the table, Pei Qian was copying a book, and Xiaomi Gu was accompanying the good man Shanzhu with melon seeds.

Chen Pingan pinched his fingers together, gently tapped the table with his fingers, and suddenly said: "The girl who came from Qin earlier, eh?"

After Pei Qian finished writing a sentence, he stopped his pen and looked up and blinked, "I don't know the name, I may not have seen it, I can't remember it anyway."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Xiaomi grain said: "It's called Jasper, I know it! I still remember those two books. I will remember later, let me think about it, don't worry!"

Xiaomi grain no longer nibbled melon seeds, arms around his chest, frowning, and began to seriously think about the titles of those two books.

Chen Pingan lost his eyes to Pei Qian, and Pei Qian immediately smiled with Xiaomi grain: "Remember what this does, nothing."

Xiaomi grain was blank.

Pei Qian raised the pen and made a wipe.

Xiaomi Gu glanced at Pei Qian, then glanced at the good-looking mountain master, and sighed, "Well, don't remember."

Pei Qian continued to copy the book, Xiaomi grain continued to nibble seeds.

Only Chen Pingan went to the window and looked up at the night, with his back to them, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiaomi grain just wanted to talk, Pei Qian raised his head and kept copying books, but his eyes signaled Xiaomi grain not to speak.

Millet grain had no choice but to continue to nibble seeds.

Twelve cities on the night boat.

How can it compare with that flying city?

Chen Pingan suddenly looked up and muttered: "Is it a dream?"

Haoran, the world was cut open with a sword, and some people flew to the world with swords from other places.

The sword ascendant in the ascending realm followed the glorious traction of the tip of the sword, and the woman's momentum was like a rainbow. The royal sword went straight to the vast sea between Luzhou and Aquarius in Beiju, and then opened it with a sword. Ban.

Instantly fell on the boundary of Baiyancheng.

Along with the twelve city host of the night boat, all of them were aware of these terrifying visions. But without exception, no one took the initiative to provoke the menacing woman.

The Green Bull Taoist was the most pitiful, because he was the closest to the woman sword fairy. The skinny little old Taoist was stunned, looking at the young woman in front of him, Flying Ascension Sword Fairy?

The old Taoist squeezed a smile, pretending to be calm, and asked, "Which one are you?"

The woman stretched out her hand and grabbed the long sword night tour hanging from Niujiao Mountain, holding it in her hand, and asked the Feng Jun squinting: "What about Chen Ping?"

Chapter end