Chapter Ninety-One: The Name of Datong
Tick, tick......
Minutes and seconds passed......
The old man and the young man looked at each other.
The old man's eyes are fierce and solemn, and the young man's eyes are neither humble nor arrogant, each with its own reason and dispute.
Inside the wings, the atmosphere was extremely tense......
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"Hahaha......"
The old man who was staring at Shen Wenqiu suddenly laughed and said, "Stop here, stop here, I haven't met such an interesting young man like you for a long time, what's your name?"
The old man with a cane was no longer as fierce and solemn as before, which made people feel creepy, but instead showed a kind and appreciative look, which made Shen Wenqiu feel like a spring breeze again.
Seeing this, Shen Wenqiu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, just now he could clearly hear the sound of his own heartbeat, it was simply in his ears! Now, he secretly glanced at his clenched palm, where cold sweat had already soaked his palm, but fortunately, the old man didn't notice this.
However, today's events have really taught him not to be so open-mouthed, to think twice about everything he says and does, to plan before acting, and not to be reckless.
In the face of the old man's inquiry, Shen Wenqiu bowed respectfully, and reported to the door: "Outer door, Shen Wenqiu." ”
The old man first took a closer look, and then praised: "Wenqiu, I always feel that it seems to be quite philosophical, but it is a good name, as crazy as you, you can afford it." ”
Ask the hill, why ask the top of the hill, only I stand on the top of the cable. How not to be crazy?
The young man did not give any explanation, but humbly agreed: "Don't dare, don't dare." ”
"Young people are humble about something. ”
The old man smiled kindly and quipped: "You kid even did something to contradict the elders, what else don't you dare, I like young people to be crazy, but you also have to know etiquette, you kid does it really to the old man's heart." ”
Shen Wenqiu just listened to it, and didn't dare to take it seriously at all, after all, he didn't know how much truth or falsehood there was in the old man's words.
After the joke, the old man said, "Bring your identity token to you and register it." ”
Shen Wenqiu respectfully handed over his identity token.
The old man crossed the above 100 points according to the rules and said, "Appreciation is appreciation, but the rules still have to be enforced." Boy, you're very good, but unfortunately, I'm not very good at cultivation, otherwise, I'd really like to be a guide for you. ”
"Leader?"
The meaning of the old man's words was extremely obvious, if his cultivation attainments met the requirements that he himself agreed with, he would accept Shen Wenqiu as an apprentice, but he did not agree with his own cultivation attainments.
In a simple sentence, he also expressed the unwillingness in his heart.
Shen Wenqiu could hear the truth of this sentence.
The old man said very sincerely, there was no doubt about it, and he said humbly and forcefully: "Thank you for your appreciation, Elder. ”
As for the old man who said that he was leading the way, he kept his mouth shut After all, people have already made it very clear, so there is no need to poke his sadness again.
"Where, I appreciate you, what does it have to do with you thanking me, don't be too restrained, the old man doesn't like it, just like just now. ”
Then, the old man took out a pen out of nowhere, entered Shen Wenqiu's borrowing information, and said at the same time: "According to the rules, you can use this scroll for three months, and after three months, you must return it, otherwise, this sect will forcibly take it back and expel you from Shaohua Mountain." ”
For these rules, they are recorded in the manual of the outer disciples, and Shen Wenqiu knows very well that unless he encounters a time when he goes out to perform a task, he cannot return on time or can be appropriately delayed, and all other circumstances must be returned on time.
However, Shen Wenqiu's attention at the moment was not on the old man at all, but on the pen.
The pen, the body of the pen is bright and shiny, and there are several green bamboos engraved on it, which are tough and upright, lifelike, and there seems to be a bamboo leaf green looming on the green bamboo, hidden in the green bamboo, probing the brain, and it is astute.
Its pen is also made of good hair, but Shen Wenqiu doesn't know it.
At this time, it shines brightly in the hands of the old man, and the black jade luster looms, if you don't look closely, you still think that the little snake is a living thing, smart and lovely, but in fact it is motionless.
I saw that the old man looked serious and serious, and used this brush to meticulously write down Shen Wenqiu's borrowing information, the words were neat, concise and powerful, and the words were full of spirit, all of which jumped on it.
Seeing that no one answered him, the old man looked up and saw Shen Wenqiu staring at the "Moyu Qingzhu" in his hand with his eyes in his hand, and he was stunned.
He looked kind and said with a smile: "Why, do you know this?"
Shen Wenqiu came back to his senses from the black jade and green bamboo, shook his head, and said, "I didn't know it, I just remembered the days when I wrote my own composition in the past." ”
Hearing this, the old man looked at the young man seriously, although there was an untimely scar under the corner of the young man's eye, but his whole speech and demeanor revealed the elegant atmosphere of a scholar.
"It's also good for young people to read some useless books, and if they know some truth, they will try to restrain their behavior, and they won't fight and kill at every turn, which is also very beneficial to cultivation, but reading is reading, truth is reasoning, and cultivation still can't be left behind, I remember when I was walking in the world, a gentleman once said to me, even if you are a scholar, you have no power to tie the chicken, but you also know the truth that Tianxingjian and a gentleman should strive for self-improvement. ”
The old man said with emotion: "These words, so far, linger in my ears, just like the first time I heard it yesterday!"
Shen Wenqiu respectfully said, "I have been taught." ”
The old man ignored the cumbersome etiquette, "Oh, I talked too much, but I forgot to introduce it to you, the one in my hand is made of a mysterious weapon, it is called 'Moyu Qingzhu', it is very precious, but it's a pity, this is a rune pen, so I can't give it to you, but I can show it to you." ”
As he spoke, the old man handed his black jade green bamboo to the young man.
The young man wiped his hands and took this black jade green bamboo very solemnly.
The moment Mo Yu Qingzhu got his hands on it, Shen Wenqiu suddenly felt as if he had regained that long-lost familiar feeling, which was extremely cordial.
But what Shen Wenqiu didn't expect was that this pen called Moyu Qingzhu seemed to be small, but it was extremely heavy, not to mention weighing thirty pounds, which made him, a scholar who has been writing for 18 years, feel struggling and not very handy.
The old man saw the young man's embarrassment, and said with a smile: "With your cultivation of the spiritual realm, then my thirty-five-pound black jade green bamboo is indeed a little difficult. However, it is also normal and not surprising. ”
"Thirty-five pounds?"
Shen Wenqiu couldn't believe that he had heard it wrong, such a small pen would weigh thirty-five catties, and the old man's hand was like holding up a feather.
"Don't doubt it, you heard it right, it does weigh a full thirty-five pounds, no more, no less. ”
Seeing Shen asking Qiu Hu suspiciously, the old man explained with a smile: "The world is full of wonders, not to mention my thirty-five catties of black jade and green bamboo, even if it weighs a hundred catties, there may be a thousand catties." ”
This is a magical world in itself, so Shen Wenqiu can't deny agreeing with the old man's words.
After careful examination, he handed the black jade green bamboo back to the old man who could even hold a thirty-five-pound pen, but he didn't know why he had to use a cane.
The old man was Shen Wenqiu, who saw the old man with a cane in the martial arts arena of the inner disciple that day.
The old man was quite funny that day, so Shen Wenqiu also remembered it very much, very impressive.
The old man who took back his Moyu Qingzhu suddenly said: "My surname is Qi, if you have anything to do in the future, you can come here to find me, if I can help, I will help." ”
"Qi ......"
The first thing that came to Shen Wenqiu's mind was his husband, Qi Jiuwen, Mr. Qi.
The old man knew that Shen Wenqiu must have misunderstood, and said with a smile: "My surname is strange, but it is strange, not neat, just like today, I remembered you strangely with you, and said a lot of strange things." ”
Shen Wenqiu didn't shirk either, and said, "Although I don't know if I will trouble Elder Qi, I still have to thank you for your kindness first." ”
The old man nodded, and the young man took the scroll and his own token, and said goodbye to the old man.
The old man looked at Shen Wenqiu's departing back, and whispered, "He is a good young man, he is not greedy, he is also persistent, he is not willing to stop here, the road can be expected!"
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The young man walked to the bazaar after leaving the Chuan Gong Pavilion, he has always been vigorous and resolute, today is done, tomorrow is tomorrow.
There is only one bazaar in Shaohua Mountain, which is set up at the junction of the inner gate and the outer gate, why only one bazaar is set up, there is no other reason, there are less than two hundred disciples in the inner gate, and those core disciples can't pass the two hundred and five passes, how can a bazaar be set up for them?
Moreover, most of those who sell goods are also foreign disciples, so wouldn't it be more appropriate to set up the market at the junction?
Because of the heavy snowfall, the market was not very lively today, after all, they were not selling any goods and food they needed.
It's not that they have to starve to death if they don't make a few days of money, so they don't need to go out all the time.
After all, they are monks, and they are different from secular people after all, secular people can't eat a meal, they are different, they can go without eating for a few days.
Monks practice business for no other purpose, which is to use their useless things in exchange for the cultivation resources they need most.
Therefore, whether he can get out of the stall or not, doesn't it depend on the geometry he has in hand and the geometry in his pocket?
Today, there are only a few stalls, and the stalls are filled with strange things, most of which are probably useless to the stall owners themselves.
For example, Shen Wenqiu saw a lot of strange branches, herbs and so on.
Of course, maybe some guys really can't open the pot.
For example, this guy actually sold demon beast meat, and I don't know what he thinks?
Everyone is a monk, people want to eat, people won't hunt it? Do you need to buy it here?
Even, he shouted, "Come on, brothers and sisters who have passed by have come to take a look, fresh demon beast meat, take it back to make soup must be delicious and sweet, ensure that your aura is greatly increased?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't sell it, I still have the best demon animal skins here, as long as you sell them back and deal with them a little, it is guaranteed to be windproof and cold, and it is very beautiful and good-looking." ”
"Come, all the people passing by came to see, it was sold cheaply, one hundred and two hundred taels of silver, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't be fooled, my animal meat is guaranteed to be fresh, my animal skin is guaranteed to be genuine, and there is no falsehood. ”
“......”
The man shouted vigorously, and Shen Wenqiu heard the sound of selling, and laughed at first, because this kind of shouting is too familiar, but isn't this the worldly fireworks of the small world of reincarnation?
It seems that monks are also worldly people, and they also want to eat the fireworks of the world......
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