Sword comes

Chapter 509

To the north of Huaihuang State is Baoxiang State, where Buddhism is prosperous and temples are like clouds.

Chen Pingguo was at the border pass, still stamped the customs clearance document, and took out the document if there was anything to do, and looked it over. The customs document in hand was new, and Wei Bo's handwriting, the previous customs document, had already been stamped. The seals are densely packed, and now they stay on the side of the bamboo building.

Chen Pingan still wears a bamboo hat and carries a bamboo box on his head, trekking through mountains and rivers with a walking stick in his hand. , there are still many mountains and rivers.

In the marketplace, hunchbacks are more often seen in hunchbacks, and lame people are more often seen in lame people.

The same is true for cultivators who set foot on the Longevity Road. They will see more monks, and of course there will be mountain spirits and lurking ghosts.

Chen Pingan traveled all the way from Yinping country to the border of Baoxiang country, and saw many mountain spirits heading south.

However, apart from Huaihuang Guoyuhu County's shot once, the rest of Chen Ping'an just watched from a distance, condescending, overlooking the world from the mountain, and finally had the mentality of a cultivator.

It's just that he still practiced boxing non-stop. After Ghost Mystery Valley, Chen Pingan began to concentrate on practicing six-step walking piles, and planned to collect 200 million punches.

If he hadn't met the group of four who killed demons and demons before, Chen Pingan originally wanted to kill the group of ghosts by himself, and when the monk returned, he would stay in Jinduo Temple for a few more days and ask the green paper The Sanskrit content on the gold-lettered scriptures was naturally separated and asked the monks many times. The number of words is not many, a total of 260. It must not be difficult to ask those similar words.Wealth touches people's hearts, and when one thinks about it, demons arise, people's hearts are full of ghosts and ghosts, and people are afraid of people, such is the case with the pair of warriors, masters and apprentices in Jinduo Temple.

After walking through two cities in the south of Baoxiang Kingdom, Chen Pingan found that there are many monks here, with withered faces, begging for alms asceticism, and begging for money.

If Chen Ping met him on the road, he raised one hand in front of him and nodded slightly to salute.

In addition to the many monks, temples, and incense in Baoxiangguo, there are also many warriors in the rivers and lakes. On this day, Chen Ping'an was in a piece of yellow sand and met a team of bodyguards going to the northern state city. With the sound of the camel bell, the bodyguards are all powerful, even the women are dark-skinned, but they are heroic and heroic. Such a woman is actually good-looking.

A young man riding a horse saw the white-clothed scholar in front of him. Not only was his snow-white robe covered with yellow sand and dust, but his head was also stained a lot. , bent down and took off a water bag hanging beside the saddle, and asked with a smile: "There is still more than a hundred miles to go in the Yellow Wind Valley, if you have enough water on your body, little master, just take it, you're welcome."

Chen Ping turned his head to look at the young bodyguard with chapped lips and bleeding, pointed to the sword gourd on his waist, and said with a smile, "No need, there is water in the pot, and there is also a water bag in the bamboo box."

The young man put away the water bag and hung it up, and said with a smile: "Yellow Wind Valley is extremely cold at night, and the world is weird, and it is getting more and more uneven. More and more dirty things are breaking into the market, so there have been a large number of monks in major temples recently. Come out, the little master tries to keep up with us, and it is best to spend the night together by the dumb lake in front of us. Don’t be left alone, but don’t be too afraid, Huangfeng Valley will often have eminent monks and virtuous monks chanting sutras here, and if there are those filthy things haunting, they may not really dare to come close to harm people.”

Chen Pingan nodded, "Thank you, Shaoxia, for reminding me, I will definitely walk to the lake before dark."

Baoxiang Kingdom is not included in the territory of more than a dozen countries including Yinping and Huaihuang, so the common people in the city and the warriors in the Jianghu have long been accustomed to spirits, monsters and ghosts. When it comes to ghosts and evil spirits, Baoxiangguo's ruling and opposition parties all have their own countermeasures.It's just that after the "Mr. Storyteller" of Mengliang Kingdom withdrew the thunder pool formation, spiritual energy poured into more than a dozen countries from the outside. The monks on the border were the first to perceive this kind of vision, and the spirits and ghosts who have cultivated the means will not be slow, bustling Businessmen seek profit, ghosts and ghosts will also follow their instincts to chase spiritual energy, so there are visions in the two counties of Buyao and Yuhu in Huaihuang State, and most of them fled from Baoxiang State to the south.

Only then did the young bodyguard's so-called world become more and more unbalanced.

As the sun was setting, Chen Pingan walked to the small emerald lake that the local people called Dumb Lake for some reason.

Several groups of people have already gathered again, with continuous bonfires and everyone drinking to keep out the cold.

That night, several sword lights lit up from the west, sweeping towards the Yellow Wind Valley like a rainbow, and landed on the ground dozens of miles away from the dumb lake. The bright sword light left the ground.During this period, the bodyguards, who knew some martial arts, or passing merchants, were all calm and composed, just drinking and chatting about which mountain sword repairer came here to practice swords.

The sword cultivator has gone away, the night is late, there are still few people resting early by the lake, there are even some naughty children, holding wooden knives and bamboo swords, competing with each other, randomly picking up yellow sand, laughing and chasing.

Chen Pingan drank the deep stream of Baojing Mountain in the Yangjian gourd, and sat by the lake with his back against the bamboo box.

Seeing a woman wearing a fence on her head leaving the team alone, squatting by the water, wanting to wash her face with water, she raised a hand with a string of snow-white bells tied around her wrist, when she lifted the corner of the fence, Chen Ping'an had already withdrawn his gaze, and looked at the dumb lake that was said to be bottomless. There are rumors in the market that this small lake has never dried up for thousands of years. The lake is not an inch high.

When there was a slight ripple in the center of the lake, first there was a small black particle, poking its head over there, and then quickly submerged into the water.The woman still didn't seem to notice it, she just carefully took care of her forehead and temple hair. Every time she raised her hand and wrist, there was a soft ringing of bells, but it was covered by the noise of people drinking and having fun by the lake.

A huge vortex appeared on the surface of the lake without a sound, and then suddenly jumped out a strange fish with a length of several tens of feet. Its body was as black as ink.

Chen Pingan sat cross-legged, motionless, resting his chin on one hand, looking at the man and the fish.

Eight people appeared at the same time in the eight directions of Mute Lake, each with a compass in their hands, and smashed it under the sand in an instant, and then they all stood still, making gestures with their fingers, and stepping on their feet. In an instant, there was a silver thread like a rope, Lasing towards the center of the lake, when the silver rope converges at a point in the center of the circle, above the lake, a bright silver gossip diagram formation appears instantly, which can compete with the moonlight.

The eight people should learn from the same school, cooperate tacitly, stretch out their hands and pull out a silver thread from the compass on the ground, then put their fingers together, point to the sky above the center of the lake, like a fisherman setting up a net to catch fish, eight silver threads fly out, A cage was created, and then the eight people began to rotate in circles, constantly adding arcs of "fences" to the rune cage.As for the safety of the woman who confronted the fish monster alone, the eight of them were not worried.

The fish monster with its bloody mouth wide open had already realized something was wrong when the compass hit the ground, and quickly closed its mouth, but the huge inertia made it still rush towards the Mili woman who had stood up abruptly. The woman who didn't retreat but advanced stepped forward with one step, leaped high, and punched the fish monster into the gossip formation on the lake. When that huge body touched the Gen hexagram in the gossip formation, the top of the fish monster's head immediately It smashed down a small hill and hit the head of the fish. The poor fish monster was bounced towards the Zhen Gua. Suddenly, the lightning flashed, making noises and crackling. Burning is so miserable, and then the fish monster tasted the battle of ice picks poking out spears and halberds from the lake, and finally changed into the appearance of a little girl in black, running constantly, crying and wiping her face. Tears, dodging fire dragons and ice picks, and occasionally being struck by lightning bolts made my whole body twitch a few times and rolled my eyes.

Seeing this scene, Chen Pingan couldn't bear to look directly at it, so he shifted his gaze slightly and closed one eye.

I have seen a lot of vicious spirits who harm one side, no matter what the fate is, when they first appeared in public, most of them were more majestic than the other, such as the ghost valley, Fan Yunluo's chariot in the skinny city, and even the ghost that confronted the ghosts in the copper smelly city. There is a group of minions helping it to carry a big wooden plank. Chen Pingan has never seen such a miserable wretch before him.

Scene on the lake.

I could see everyone beside the lake drinking heavily and applauding one by one, those naughty children hid beside their elders, except for the big fish jumping out of the lake at the beginning and opening their mouths to eat people, which was a bit scary, but now it is a None of them are afraid.In the Baoxiangguo area, the biggest excitement is the fairy master catching monsters. As long as you see it, it will be more lively and festive than the New Year.

When the little girl, who was as high as one foot away from the gossip formation on the lake, rushed into the Xun Gua, a log as thick as the mouth of a well fell down immediately, and the little girl in black had no time to dodge, took a deep breath, and raised her hands above her head , holding on to the log, with snot and tears on his face, he choked up and said: "The string of bells is mine, and I gave it to a passing scholar who almost died. He said he was going to Beijing to catch the exam. I was entangled, so I gave it to him, and I agreed to return it to me. It’s been more than 100 years, and he still hasn’t returned it to me, woo woo woo, big liar”

Chen Pingan believed in the seemingly absurd words of the little girl's water monster.

The phenomenon that the water surface of this dumb lake does not increase or decrease should be attributed to this little fish monster girl who is not very lovable in real appearance. After so many years, merchants and tourists have been stationed here overnight, and there has never been any casualties , In fact, whether it is a person or a ghost, whatever you say, let your hype, many times it is not as good as a fact, a context.Anyway, for so many years, the local people and passing merchants should actually be grateful for her protection, no matter what her original intentions were, they should be like this, and they should be grateful for her.It's just that it's a matter of course for immortal masters to subdue monsters and catch monsters, so Chen Pingan knew that even when the fish monster showed its head, there was no evil spirit in her body. With a joking heart, Chen Pingan naturally saw through the girl who was in the fence for a long time. She was a hidden martial artist of the fifth realm or maybe a sixth realm of Baoxiang Kingdom. In short, Chen Pingan didn't take any action to stop her.

However, the string of bells in Mili's hands belonged to the little fish monster girl, which was somewhat beyond Chen Pingan's expectation.

When the little girl revealed the truth, the Mili girl, who had fled the enemy with one punch, stood by the small green lake and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you when I take you back. There is a lack of a river woman over there. The master of the state has taken a fancy to you and needs you to take charge of the water transportation. The possibility of shaping a golden body to become a Hepo is greater than those who die as heroic spirits, but it is not a sure thing. There is no way. I gave you a large amount of fairy money. I did this and forcibly took you away from Dumb Lake. It is not kind. The reason why I tell you this is because I think you gave the bell to the scholar of the Yangou country, which is even more kind. , not only didn’t mean to return your bell, but also treasured it as a family heirloom, and the bell was also a gift from his descendants to the National Teacher of the Yangou Kingdom. If you want to scold, you can wait until you become a river woman and then scold hard. At this time, you'd better obediently get caught, so as not to continue to suffer."

The little girl in black was still supporting the slowly falling log with both hands, and when her feet were about to touch the gossip array on the lake, she wailed even more: "I'm about to become a boiled fish, you guys like to fight I don’t want to go with you big bad guys, I like it here, this is my home, I don’t go anywhere, I don’t want to move my nest and be some kind of mother-in-law, I’m still young, what kind of mother-in-law”

The girl Mili sighed, and signaled to the other eight master monks not to rush to close the formation, and said to the little girl of the water monster: "Then I will discuss it with you and I can help you with the master of the national teacher." , I won’t earn that fairy money for now, but you have to go back to the teacher’s gate with me, and you still have to move to a nest. I can’t make a trip in vain. Jianghe, now there is a water god sitting in town, first you have to see what it's like to be a water god, and one day you will think that being a river woman is not bad, and I will take you to the door of the National Teacher's Mansion, how about it?"

The little girl in black nodded slightly.

As a pure martial artist, the woman made a formula with both hands, muttering words, she was able to control the spiritual energy, and removed the pillar above the Xun hexagram.

The little girl jumped up and down a few times, bent her arms and swayed back and forth, and then her eyeballs rolled around.

Mi Li smiled and said: "Don't try to run away, otherwise braised fish and steamed fish are all possible."

The little girl sniffled and said with a mournful face: "Then you'd better kill me. If I leave here, I might as well die."

Mili girl was a little helpless.

The rest of the immortal masters also seemed to find it amusing, and none of them were eager to catch the demons.

All of a sudden, from far away in the sky, a dazzling sword light lit up, and in an instant, the imperial sword hovered over everyone's heads. It was a young sword cultivator wearing a light purple robe. The golden hairpin intertwined with thunder and lightning said with a smile: "This dumb lake goblin is extremely difficult to catch, you guys have a good way. How much is it, I bought it."

Mili girl smiled and said: "But Jin Wugong's son Jin"

The young sword cultivator smiled and said, "I'm right here."

The woman shook her head and apologized: "This monster cannot be sold to Mr. Jin."

The young sword cultivator frowned, "I'll pay double the price, and my teacher just lacks a maid beside her."

The woman hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This thing was promised by the master to lure the Guoguo Shifu. I can't decide tonight."

The wife of the palace master of the Golden Crow Palace has a tyrannical temperament, and her natal object is a ghost-fighting whip that is said to be refined from the green bamboo of Qingshen Mountain. , are all dead, and their corpses will be thrown into the thunder clouds on the top of the Golden Crow Palace, and they will not be reborn.But the Golden Crow Palace is definitely not an evil cultivator. It spares no effort to go down the mountain to kill demons and eliminate demons, and it always likes to choose difficult ghost kings and demons.It's just that the palace master of the Golden Crow Palace, a dignified golden core sword cultivator, is most afraid of the wife of the daughter of the Great Yue Mountain Monarch, so that all the female cultivators and maidservants in the Golden Crow Palace dare not talk to the palace master. sentence.

Otherwise, this deal is not completely impossible to negotiate.Shimen and the national teacher of the Qiangou Kingdom must not mind selling a favor to the powerful Golden Crow Palace.

The young sword cultivator raised his eyebrows, "Be reasonable, but you don't listen, you have to use the sword to be obedient, you little aunt of Qingqing Mansion, a warrior of the six realms, add some talisman means, believe it or not, I picked a piece of you What a face, buy that little demon again"

The young sword cultivator sneered and added: "Don't worry, I will still, but from now on, I, Jin Le, will remember your Qingqing Mansion."

The girl Mili sighed in her heart, she couldn't implicate the entire sect because of herself, the monks of the Golden Crow Palace had always had a clear love and hate, and were moody, once they were unreasonable, they would be extremely difficult to deal with.

She turned her head and glanced at the little girl who lied to herself about the water monster with her head in her hands.

Just when she was about to nod her head in agreement, beside the dumb lake where needles could be heard, there was a frail scholar who had taken off his bamboo hat early and put it on the bookcase. It’s reasonable, I think it’s better to be unreasonable at the beginning, buy and sell by force, anyway, whoever is more capable is the uncle, and you don’t need to take off your pants and fart and shit.”

The little girl in black's ears trembled slightly, she raised her head, and said doubtfully, "It's wrong to take off your pants and fart. We in Huangfeng Valley are windy and cool at night, and it's chilly to show your buttocks, but there's no way to poop. Why not?" Don't take off your pants"

The white-clothed scholar slapped his head with a folding fan, suddenly realized: "That's right."

The little girl smiled brightly, hovered in the air, sat cross-legged, and folded her hands on her chest, "Scholars are all dumbfounded."

Just thinking of the string of bells that were kindly given away as a gift, the little girl in black began to sniff her nose and wrinkle her face again.

It's all a lie. He pretended to be the guy back then, and said that his greatest interest in this life is not being an official, but writing a popular ghost novel. When the time comes, he will definitely write an article about her, and it will be of a certain length. It's extremely long, thick and colorful, and he even chose a name at the time, calling it the dumb lake monster. At that time, he was so envious of her that his mouth was watering.The scholar agreed very readily.

Why can't I see the string of bells now, but I can't see the article that I have been waiting for for more than a hundred years? Even if the number of words is less, it doesn't matter.

The young sword cultivator bent forward, stared at the dog-like scholar in white, and said with a smile: "Hey, you are singing with this little monster, you two are here to sing the double reed."

The scholar, who was wearing a snow-white robe that was still dusty, held a folding fan and cupped his fists and said, "I implore you, Mr. Jin of the Golden Crow Palace, to raise your hands high."

Another flash of sword light pierced the air and hovered beside Jin Le. It was a graceful middle-aged female cultivator with a golden hairpin pinned in her bun. She glanced at the scene on the lake and said with a smile: "Okay, this time, under the watchful eyes of my little master uncle, we failed to kill that Huang Feng patriarch. I know you are in a bad mood right now, but my little master uncle is still waiting for you over there. It's not good to wait too long."

Jin Le nodded, stretched out his fingers, and pointed, "Qingqing Mansion, right, I remember, you just wait for my visit soon."

Then he pointed to the scholar in white who was secretly wiping the sweat from his forehead. After meeting his eyes, he stopped immediately, deliberately opened the folding fan, and gently fanned the breeze. Jin Le smiled and said: "I know you are also a monk, and you are actually wearing a robe Well, he is a son, so don't pretend to be a grandson with me, dare to report his name and teacher's school?"

The man said with a smile: "If you don't want to change your name, if you don't sit down, you don't want to change your surname. Your surname is Chen, a good man."

Jin Le's face was gloomy, and he said to the middle-aged woman beside him: "Senior sister, I can't bear this, just let me make a sword, just one sword."

The female cultivator of the Golden Crow Palace reminded softly: "Perhaps the little master uncle is watching us."

Jin Le snorted coldly at the white-clothed scholar, "Hurry up and burn incense and worship Buddha, please don't fall into my hands in the future."

The two Golden Crow Palace Sword Cultivators suddenly raised their heights together, and then the swords moved away, dragging two extremely long sword lights.

The eight immortal masters of Qingqing Mansion who had already gathered beside Mili girl were relieved when they saw the two sword lights disappear, but when they thought of Jin Le's visit, they all smiled wryly.Especially Mi Li's woman, her heart is heavy.However, the nine of them looked at the white-clothed scholar who was wiping his forehead vigorously at this moment, and they were all grateful. If this person hadn't stepped forward to share the attention of Young Master Jin of the Golden Crow Palace, the nine of them would have been even more troublesome, saying Maybe it will be hard to escape tonight, and there will be a fight.Although the Qingqing Mansion is inferior to the Golden Crow Palace, it really doesn't have to kneel and kowtow when seeing two sword cultivators.

In any case, this trip down the mountain to catch monsters is really a bad time.

In the future, it is not difficult for the master to block Jin Le's mountain-climbing and sword-seeking, given Qingqing Mansion's background, but it is inevitable that Qingqing Mansion will not deal with Jinwu Palace from now on.

The Mili girl clasped her fists and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, my name is Mao Qiulu. I come from Qingqing Mansion of Taozhi Country in the northeast of Baoxiang Country. Thank you Mr. Chen for your righteous words."

The man smiled and said, "I'm not speaking out of righteousness, I just want to buy that dumb lake monster with the immortal masters."

The little girl in black still folded her arms around her chest and shouted, "Big water monster!"

Chen Pingan turned his head and said with a smile: "I just saw the Golden Crow Palace Sword Immortal, why don't you call yourself a big water monster?"

The little girl rolled her eyes, "Just now my throat was so hot that I couldn't speak. If you have the ability, let your Golden Crow Palace bullshit Sword Immortal come back, and see if I don't say anything."

Before the little girl in black finished speaking.

In the far distance of the sky, there appeared a cyan ray of golden light that may be more than a thousand feet long, shooting straight towards the depths of a certain place in the Yellow Wind Valley.

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes, took a glance and then looked away.

Yo, he's still a Jindan realm swordsman.

It seems that the little master uncle that the male and female monks of the Golden Crow Palace said personally made the move

After that, the sky and the earth returned to clarity, and the sword light slowly faded away.

The little girl quickly hugged her head and shouted: "Little water monster, I'm just a little water monster the size of a grain of rice"

The Mili woman and an old man from the teacher's school smiled bitterly: "If this person makes a move and asks us about the sword, we will be in big trouble.

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The old man shook his head, and said with a soft smile: "This sword fairy has a cold temper, and his arrogance is true, but his behavior style is not at all like this Jin Le who likes to flaunt his power and prestige. , just to kill demons and eliminate demons, so as to cleanse the sword. This time, it is probably to help Jin Le and the others protect the way. He suffered a disaster and died. I think that after this sword strike, Patriarch Huang Feng will not dare to show his head to eat monks again in a few decades."

The Mili woman who claimed to be Mao Qiulu looked at the white-clothed scholar, shook her head and said with a smile: "Firstly, the Guoshi Mansion bid to buy this monster, and the price is very high, and secondly, it has provoked Jinle from Jinwu Palace, Mr. Chen, if you accept this hot potato , is not appropriate. Although our Qingqing Mansion is not as strong as the Golden Crow Palace, the dispute caused by this dumb lake monster is reasonable anyway, and we are not too afraid of the Golden Crow Palace."

Chen Ping put away the folding fan and pinned it to his waist, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I traveled far north this way, earning hard money is just to spend it, Master Mao just asks the price. And I'm as erratic as a leaf of duckweed Ye Xiu, if the Golden Crow Palace wants to get angry, it has to find me, so as long as Immortal Master Mao is willing to sell, I can buy it."

The little girl in black said angrily: "I don't want to sell it to you. Scholars are bad. I might as well go and follow that sister to Qingqing Mansion, and be a neighbor with a river and water god. Maybe I can cheat some food and drink." .”

Chen Pingan turned his head and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid that the sword of the Golden Crow Palace Sword Immortal will shine. Once the Great Jin Sword Immortal knows your whereabouts, there is only a thousand days of being a thief. There is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days. Every day Be on high alert, you big water monster can bear it.”

The little girl frowned, and began to think hard about the problem, whether to think about things carefully or not, all you need to do is to see how hard her brows are wrinkled.

Chen Ping looked at the fairy master of Qingqing Mansion and said with a smile, "Let's make a price."

The woman looked at the elder of the teacher, who nodded slightly.

Mao Qiulu still asked in a low voice: "Mr. Chen is really not afraid of the Golden Crow Palace's entanglement."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I just hide from them in the Golden Crow Palace."

Mao Qiulu was a little embarrassed, and said: "But the National Teacher's Mansion bid a grain rain coin to buy this little fish monster. In fact, it can't be sold at such a high price, but it is linked to the Hepo god, so"

The little girl said angrily: "Why is one not a hundred? I'm so mad at you, that scholar in white, hurry up, and give this little girl with soft fists a hundred Grain Rain coins. If you blink, you will die!" Not a hero”

Chen Pingan didn't bother to talk to this little water monster whose brain was filled with water, and handed over a Gu Yu coin.

Mao Qiulu was surprised, and said helplessly, "Mr. Chen really bought it."

Just now.

A haggard old monk floated over, standing on the top of the slope, followed by a dozen dull-looking monks, with different ages, both young and old.

Buddha beads are hung in front of everyone, made of ordinary materials, but the strings are all flowing with golden light, which is extremely eye-catching in the night.

After the old monk stood still, he said in a deep voice: "The Sword Immortal of the Golden Crow Palace has gone away. This ancestor Huangfeng was seriously injured and went berserk. Instead of hiding in the roots of the mountain to cultivate, he wanted to eat people instead. Poor monk and teacher Uncle has already confronted it tens of miles away, and it won't be able to trap him for too long, you and the poor monk hurriedly left the boundary of the Yellow Wind Valley, got up and hurried on your way, there really cannot be a moment's delay."

Chen Pingan lightly tossed the Grain Rain coin to the woman Mili, and said with a smile, "After the business is done, we can all run away."

Mao Qiulu gritted her teeth, caught the Grain Rain coin, and held it in her palm, it was indeed a genuine Grain Rain coin.

The little water monster hastily shouted: "And the string of bells don't forget that you can also buy them for a grain rain."

Chen Ping still ignored her.

The little girl's cheeks are bulging, this scholar is really uncomfortable.

The Mili woman smiled and took off the string of bells on her wrist, and handed them to the white-clothed scholar whom she had never been able to identify as a Qi trainer.

With a wave of her hand, the elder of her teacher, using the entire lake as a gossip array, immediately gathered together and detained the little girl who was twitching in the silver talisman net to the shore. The teachers also returned to the compass one after another.

Mao Qiulu said with a smile: "Let's remove the talisman array, Mr. Chen must be careful, don't let her escape into the lake."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded, "Naturally."

The glow of the rune array dissipated instantly.

Chen Pingan stepped forward, grabbed the little girl by the back collar, and lifted her up high. She was hanging in the air, still with a straight face and her arms folded around her chest.

On the other side of the hillside, those escorts and passing merchants have quickly packed up their belongings, and began to hurry on the road at night under the escort of those monks.

And the immortal master of Qingqing Mansion did not communicate at all, and walked into the team by himself, apparently to help the monks from Baoxiang Kingdom to escort them away.

Chen Pingan shouted loudly: "That bodyguard"

A young bodyguard who rode to the top of the slope turned his head to look.

I saw that besides the little girl in one hand, the white-clothed scholar also had a wine jug in his hand, and then he swung it vigorously, throwing a jug of wine high at him.

The young bodyguard only needed to sit on the horse, and reached out to catch the jug of wine.

The young man put away the flagon, smiled, and cupped his fists in thanks.

Meet by chance in rivers and lakes, meet by chance.

Drink when you hit it off, don't need to greet, don't ask your name.

Mao Qiulu turned her head and asked, "Mr. Chen won't go with you?"

Then the woman from Mili heard a reason she couldn't think of, and she just heard the man smile generously: "I'll run in a different direction. There are so many of you, so Patriarch Huangfeng will definitely look for you first."

Mao Qiulu was so angry that she couldn't say a word, turned around, turned her back to the man, raised her arm high, stretched out her thumb, and then slowly pointed it down.

But the man was quite embarrassed and said: "I will have a chance to visit your Qingqing Mansion later."

After the Mili woman put away her gestures, she turned a deaf ear and strode away.

The little girl who was being carried in the hand shook her head and gloated: "Scholar, you can't tell, she has a little affection for you, and now she doesn't have it at all."

As soon as the back collar was loosened, her feet fell to the ground.

The white-clothed scholar smiled and said: "I didn't see it, you have quite a lot of experience in the world."

The little girl in black clasped her hands behind her back, her eyes widened, and she stared at the string of bells in the man's hand.

Chen Pingan threw the bell to her, then put on the bamboo hat, bent over and carried the big bamboo box on his back.

The little girl froze on the spot, and then turned around. There was nothing unusual. She stretched her neck, her whole face and brows were all wrinkled together, showing that her mind was a mess, and asked: "Well, you just ignore me like this. You really don't think a big water monster is a big water monster, do you?"

Chen Pingan pushed her forehead with one hand, "Get out."

The little girl said angrily, "Well, well?"

She suddenly opened her mouth wide, her small face split open, exposing her bright and sharp teeth, she just opened it wide and did not close it, "Are you afraid?"

Chen Pingan carried the bamboo box on his back, walked slowly towards the hillside, and said, "I'm afraid of death."

Not far to the north of the hillside, the movement became louder and louder.

The little girl in black hesitated for a moment, then threw the string of bells into the lake, then pinched her chin, and began to frown to think about the problem, watching the white-clothed scholar walk up the hillside.

She snorted coldly, turned around and swaggered towards the small green lake, then stood still and turned her head suddenly, only to see that the man was already standing on the top of the slope, walking non-stop, and just walked away.

The little girl scratched her head vigorously, always feeling that something was wrong.

One leaped, fell into the water, turned into a fish monster, chased the string of bells that kept falling, swung its head and tail, and swam towards the bottom of the lake.

Over there on the hillside.

Walk for several miles in white clothes.

He stopped, and took off his bamboo hat and bamboo box.

I saw an old monk drenched in blood sitting on the spot, silently chanting sutras.

On the yellow sand beside him, there was a tin rod inserted, and the copper rings collided violently with each other.

The old monk's blood was pale gold.

As the old monk entered meditation and chanted sutras, golden lotus flowers bloomed continuously in the surrounding abbot's land.

There was a yellow tornado constantly sweeping around the old monk, and a yellow robe could be vaguely seen hiding in it.

Being crazily impacted by that yellow sand tornado, those golden lotus flowers withered petal by petal.

Although the old monk's eyes were closed, he still waved his sleeves. Now the old monk could only vaguely perceive an outsider behind him. He was a little anxious, and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up and hold on to the old monk's tin stick, it will help you stay away from this place. don't turn back"

The tin rod flew out obliquely, flew towards the white-clothed scholar, and then hovered beside the man, the tin rods were intertwined, as if very anxious, urging the scholar to grab it quickly and escape from this place of right and wrong.

In order to distract the old monk from driving the tin stick to save people, a flaw has appeared, the tornado of Huangsha has become more and more aggressive, and there are very few golden lotuses left in the abbot's land.

Just when the old monk was about to be completely engulfed in yellow sand and wear away his golden body, there was a gentle voice in his ear, "The master just talks about the Dharma in samadhi, and I am fortunate enough to listen to it. I am very grateful."

Then the young man swept forward tens of feet, and said at the same time: "Follow me to descend the demon!"

I saw the bamboo box opened by itself, and a golden demon-binding rope came out, like a golden dragon trailing the snow-white figure, rushing forward together.

The demon-binding rope got into the yellow sand tornado and trapped the yellow robe.

The white-clothed scholar punched like thunder.

It's just that the fists are like a rainbow, and the momentum is astonishing, while the scholars are strolling in the courtyard, but if they go down with one sleeve, the whole tornado will often be smashed into two on the spot.

The old monk slowly opened his eyes, smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, bowed his head but did not chant sutras, but murmured: "The mighty virtue is towering, keep your eyes open. It's a pity that there is no tea, otherwise I will sit down."

That white dress and that tornado hit far away.

The old monk got up slowly, turned around and walked to the side of the bamboo box, grabbed back the tin rod with the copper ring that was already silent, the old monk sang, and strode away.

In the night of this day.

A white-clothed scholar walked slowly with a stick behind his back.

A little girl in black was hanging on his feet, holding his ankles tightly with both hands, so every time he took a step, he would drag the little girl who looked like brown sugar to slide out a step.

Chen Pingan did not bow his head, "You just pester me like this"

The little girl with a package wrapped around her body nodded and said: "The treasures at the bottom of the lake in my package are worth more than one Guyu coin. It's agreed, I will give it to you, but you must help me find a scholar who can write books , help me write a great story where I'm fierce and super scary in the story."

Chen Ping said helplessly: "If you do this again, I will be rude to you."

The little girl wet her tears and snot on the man's leg, choked up and said, "Please, just take me to the rivers and lakes, you are so capable, the ancestor of Huangsha was killed by you, and you hang out with me. I don’t have to worry about food and drink. I must find that scholar and write my story, I want to be famous in history, and every family knows that I am a big water monster from the dumb lake.”

Chen Pingan stopped, bowed his head and asked, "Still letting go?"

The little girl in black refused to let go, shook her head, wiped the snot off the man's snow-white robe with her face, then raised her head and said with a wrinkled face, "I won't let go."

Chen Ping raised his foot, "Let's go."

The little girl was thrown directly towards the small green lake, rolling continuously in the air, throwing an extremely long arc.

After a moment.

Chen Pingan turned his head to look.

Following a follower from a distance, when he saw him turn his head, he immediately stood still and began to look up at the moon.

Chen Pingan sighed, "Stay by my side, maybe you will die."

The little girl ran forward, but as soon as she saw the white-clothed scholar frowning, she hurriedly stopped and said sullenly: "Who won't die, they all die anyway, and I'm not afraid of this, I just If you want everyone to know me, if you know, you will die."

Chen Ping moved on.

She followed behind.

During this period, she squatted on the ground, stared blankly at the ground, tilted her head, and then suddenly opened her mouth with sharp teeth, swallowing a lizard in one gulp.

After standing up, the little girl with a package on her back smiled, "Delicious"

It's just that she suddenly noticed that the man turned his head.

She immediately tensed her face, her eyes wandered, but her cheeks couldn't help but move.

The man smiled, "Let's follow. We won the Chunlu Garden and help you find a place to stay. But the ugly thing is up front. If you repent halfway and want to return to Dumb Lake, you can go by yourself. I won't let you go." I'll take care of you."

She rushed to the man's side, puffed up her chest, "I'll regret it haha, I'm a big water monster"

The man hummed, "A big water monster the size of a grain of rice."

She was a little embarrassed for the first time.

This embarrassing incident the size of a sesame seed must never be written in a book.

After that, the white-clothed scholar was accompanied by a black-clothed girl who often complained of thirst.

Travel through mountains and rivers together.

The little girl thinks Bel is interesting.

The man would take him to sit on the wall of a street and watch the door gods of the two families quarreling with each other.

They are two door gods facing each other, and the family who posted the God of Wealth and Wealth, produced a hero who is a hero and righteous man, and posted the God of Wealth, but there was a student who was a student, beautiful, and was known as a child prodigy in the local county. .

At that time, the scholar who was still only known as Chen Haoren posted a talisman with an ugly name on her, and then the two sat on the far wall to watch the excitement.

Afterwards, they also saw the scene of the mountain god marrying a daughter to the son of the water god. It was a grand scene with loud gongs and drums, but it was actually silent. He took the initiative to hand him a happy money red envelope, the man actually accepted it, and politely said a congratulatory word, which is really embarrassing, there is only a snowflake money in it.

Later they saw the fabled Five Sacred Mountain Monarch parade, a golden-clothed god, riding a white horse with a long tail behind him, very majestic.

At the side of a certain empress temple that occupies a large area but is dilapidated, I saw three beautiful women slowly walking out from a place in the west corridor of the temple with broken curtains and inaccessible places to meet a man in the underworld. Scholars' private meeting, unfortunately, the guy next to him didn't even go to see the shameful scene after that, even she was not allowed to peep, but during the daytime, they went there again and saw three painted statues standing in the temple Compared with the previous ones, the mottled statues of Mei Ji lacked a handkerchief, a gold hairpin and a bracelet.

What was even more fun was the time when they stumbled into a hidden paradise hidden in the mountains and forests. There were a few spirits dressed as literati in it. When the mountain ghost asked him if he could recite a poem impromptu, he was dumbfounded, and then those guys started chasing people away, saying that a vulgar boy came.The two of them had no choice but to leave the mansion in embarrassment. She winked at him, but he was not angry.

These are very interesting things, but in fact, they are more boring things like traveling day and night, lighting a fire and cooking.

But sometimes this weirdo is really weird.

Once he was walking on the cliff plank road, looking at the opposite side of the green mountain cliff, for some reason, he swept away, crashed directly into the middle of the cliff, and then punched through the entire mountain with a punch.I'm ashamed to often say that she's out of her mind and can't figure it out, big brother let alone second sister.

He would often walk in circles alone when he was staying on the top of the mountain at night, and he could walk like that for a whole night, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping.Anyway, as long as she feels sleepy, she will fall asleep and sleep soundly. When she opens her eyes early in the morning, she can often see him still walking around there.

He also has moments of indecency.

Once passing by the waterside pavilion outside the county town, it was a gathering of literati and poets. During the heavy rain, everyone watched the rain from the gazebos like a waterfall. They were all very interested, and then the person disappeared. I don’t know how to do it. There was no heavy rain near the water pavilion, and the scholars in the pavilion were all stunned.Seeing her hiding in the water, she burst out laughing.

Every once in a while, beside the stream, he would slap the wine gourd, take out a small and exquisite flying sword, and shave.He turned to her once and smiled.She can't laugh at all, that's the fairy's flying sword

He also once helped farmers plant rice seedlings in the field. At that time, he took off the bookcase bamboo hat and went to work in the field, seeming very happy.

At the beginning, the villagers were afraid that this scholar would be fooling around and would not be helpful, so they never thought about getting started. He was no stranger than them. After working, the villagers wanted to invite them to dinner, but he left with a smile.

It's just that these trivial things are not too majestic, which makes her feel a little bit unsatisfactory. After following him for so long, she hasn't made a name for herself at all, and no one knows that she is a dumb lake monster. Seeing it To anyone, he would only introduce her surname Zhou, and nothing else would happen.

Only once, she had a little bit of admiration for him.

On a big river, a countercurrent boat crashed into a flat boat that couldn't escape.

Then a man in white came with a sword and landed on a flat boat. He stretched out one hand to support the boat, and held a jug in the other, drinking with his head up.

Later, the two of them sat together on a high-rise building in a bustling capital city, overlooking the night scene, the lights were brilliant, like the star river.

He finally said something bookish, saying that there are galaxies above his head and galaxies under his feet, and there is silent beauty in the sky and in the world.

Seeing that he drank, she persuaded him to talk more.

He then said that the moonlight enters tall buildings, trouble, it also comes, love, it also goes.

She was a little sad, just inexplicably a little sad the size of a grain of rice. In fact, it wasn't that she missed her hometown. People, sad things, probably.Who knows, she is just a big water monster that secretly watches those people come and go year after year, and she is not really a human being.

Thinking of it this way, she also felt a little sad.

The man turned his head, with the trekking stick across his lap, holding the jug, but reached out and rubbed her head gently.

that moment.

She thought he might really be called Chen Haoren.