Chapter 102: Trance
Small building, study
There is a young girl sitting, it is the little county lord, the little county lord flashed a pair of big apricot eyes, and he was concentrating on painting, and the painting was a man, although it was not completed, he could also see that his eyes were like cold stars, his nose was like a hanging gall, his long eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, his lips were cut into a knife and axe, his edges and corners were clear, and his posture was straight, and he was indeed a handsome young man. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The little county lord was drawing at this time, and after a slight pause in the pen, he suddenly remembered, smiled slightly, turned the pen, and sketched a thing with a few strokes, which was a mask.
This person, who is full of momentum, holds a funny mask in his hand, and suddenly has a little more indescribable cuteness, which makes people laugh.
"Yo, I also said how did you change your personality today, you don't go wild outside, it turns out that you have a crush, honestly, when did you hook up, my mother went to peel his skin, and dared to secretly hook up with my daughter!" a voice said in the back.
The little county lord looked at the portrait in a trance, and at this time a spirit almost poked the pen into the face of the person in the painting, and when he raised his head, he saw that the eldest princess was looking at her with a smile, and his face was red to the base of his neck, and he dropped the pen and got up and opened his mouth to explain, but he didn't know what to say, and finally just whispered: "Mother!"
The eldest princess looked at her delicate appearance, the smile on the corner of her lips deepened a little, and she glanced at the painting on the table again, and suddenly sighed: "This person is Yingzhou Xie Yuan Pei Ziyun?
The little county lord's face flushed, and he didn't speak.
"You want to say how does my mother know, you are so shy, I don't think it's hard to know. The eldest princess sat down, picked up the teacup handed by the maid and dialed the tea foam: "This person is not simple, he was young to get Xie Yuan, and his poems are all over the world, not to mention anything else, "Will Enter the Wine" has spread all over the country, you should have heard it, right?"
""Will Enter the Wine" is also his work?" The little county lord's eyes seemed to brighten when he heard this.
"Exactly!" Speaking of this, the eldest princess's smile faded, revealing a little worry: "Not only that, but he also wrote a "Ping Wei Ce", which reached the heavens. ”
"Although he is just a person, he is more clever than many old ministers in the DPRK and China in terms of political insight, and he is familiar with current literature, poetry, and political theory, and he is at this age, he can be called a genius in heaven, but ......"
"But what?" asked the little lord eagerly.
The eldest princess took a sip of tea and glanced at her daughter meaningfully: "But this son has entered the Daomen, in fact, it doesn't hurt to enter the Daomen, maybe it's a good thing that he can't enter the Daomen." ”
"It's just that this person doesn't look young, the killing is extremely heavy, and there are dozens of lives in his hands, killing bandits, killing Taoists, killing black-clothed guards, hehe, it's amazing. Speaking of this, the eldest princess's tone turned cold.
When the little county lord heard this, he was stunned and took a step back.
Pei Fu
The sun rose from the city wall in the distance, and with the rooster crowing, Pei Ziyun got up and saw the cook serving soybean milk, fritters, and rice porridge, and the little girl was waiting.
"If this landlord lives a happy life!" Pei Ziyun had to admit that he was pacing when he heard a voice outside the door: "Childe, childe, are you there?" ”
This was Ya Po's voice, and Pei Ziyun strode to the door.
The door of the house, is "Bangbangbang" knocking on the door, the voice is a little eager and excited, the door opens, Ya Po is taking a maid, holding a big basket in her hand outside to come in.
As soon as he came in, he said: "Childe, I have found everything you are looking for, but there are a few people's things, but I didn't buy them, and I asked Childe to atone for your sins." ”
This Ya Po opened the door and said like this, as if she didn't do what Pei Ziyun taught, and felt ashamed, and when she saw Pei Ziyun, Ya Po flattered and said, "Childe, are you practicing swords?"
"How much stuff you collected, take it up and see. Pei Ziyun said, it's only been three days, and this tooth woman's combat effectiveness is amazing!
Ya Po shouted to the maid: "Gui girl, take out all the things and show them to Pei Gongzi, but Gongzi, I will buy these things according to your requirements, I don't know if they are true or not, but those people swear that these things are passed down, and there will be no mistakes, you see?"
Following Yapo's words, the maid took out some wooden swords, iron bowls, basins, a few red and yellow stones, a few tattered clothes, and a few Taoist Buddhist scriptures.
Seeing that the basket contained some strange and messy things, and did not leave the belongings, he pointed to the contents of the basket and said, "Tell me all these things, what are them?"
Looking at these things, Pei Ziyun was not happy, and he finished these things for two hundred taels.
"There is no sustenance for this. After touching it on his hand, Pei Ziyun knew that as soon as he touched this relic, a little paint fell off his hand.
Ya Po hurriedly smiled, and said and gestured: "Childe, this is the relics of the Huichong monk of Jishi Temple, the old monk in the temple took it out and sold it, this one will cost fifty taels of silver, and it was originally said that it would cost one hundred taels, but I pondered that it was too expensive, so I cut fifty taels at a fixed price." ”
"Oh?"
Pei Ziyun's face twitched, his hand pressed the sword, and he had the urge to kill Ya Po with a sword, this is to take himself as the wronged leader? These things, these few stained stones cost fifty taels, which is more expensive than gold.
Ya Po seemed to feel Pei Ziyun's anger, and hurriedly took out a Taoist book from the basket: "Childe, look, this is a Taoist book bought by Qingxuanguan, and the people in the Taoist temple said that it was a Taoist book written by Qingsong Daoist himself, and it was placed in the house, and the Taoist priest was also greedy for money, and Qingsong Daochang's things were collected for a total of one hundred taels before they were sold." ”
Pei Ziyun picked the corner of his eyes, took the Taoist book with an expressionless face, there was no sustenance, and when he opened it, there were some Taoist techniques recorded on it, which was not unusual, but he had not seen some of the tricks.
"It's genuine, presumably this person figured it out himself, a lot of it is unique, you can study it, in fact, this alone is worth it. Thinking about it like this, my heart calmed down a lot, and I continued to look at the past.
Stretched out his hand and took out the tattered clothes, Ya Po introduced all the way: "Pei Gongzi, this is the clothes of Qingsong Daochang." ”
"Wooden sword!" Pei Ziyun took the sword, and a feeling like static electricity flashed, there was sustenance, and his heart was hot.
"Pei Gongzi, this is a wooden sword, the Taoist of Qingxuanguan said that it was a wooden sword used by the Taoist of Qingsong. ”
The rest of the things are no sustenance, there are Taoist books, wooden swords, Xiao, pens, Pei Ziyun understands, Ya Po is just an ordinary person, can't tell at all, what he asked to buy, it is normal to be wronged by others, but this time the luck is good, the winning rate is very high, but this is just luck, it is obvious that this Ya Po has colluded with outsiders to calculate his own thoughts and actions, this can not be connived, and his face sank at the moment: "Ya Po, what are you buying?
"You say, are you conspiring with those people?" Pei Ziyun's cold gaze, this tooth woman was said to be thoughtful, and suddenly a chill, swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently, and said, "Pei Gongzi, how dare I?"
"Don't you dare, it's just something else, this relic is obviously a dyed stone, you're an old tooth woman, can't you see through this?"
"Anything else can be said to be a relic, this tattered clothes are really my name Hanako?
"You may not know that Zhang Cheng is dead. With a hint of a confused smile, Pei Ziyun said flatly: "The head-catcher will know about me, saying that it is a violent illness, but in fact, it is a thousand layers of paper that are dead." ”
"Do you know the stickers? It's just wet paper, layer by layer on Zhang Cheng's face, he struggled desperately, but he couldn't move with it, he could only breathe as hard as he could. ”
"Paste it layer by layer, saying that it is a thousand layers of paper, but in fact, after pasting more than a dozen layers of wet paper, you can no longer breathe, and you just bleed and spit out your tongue and died. ”
"Why, you want to taste this too?"
Such a miserable and terrible thing, like a common story, Ya Po only felt a chill in her heart, and secretly scolded herself, this person can also be fooled by herself?
Reluctantly smiled and said, "Childe, how dare I, if you don't like it, I'll retreat." ”
"Return this so-called relic, I'll give you this errand, you've earned a lot, don't take the penalty for drinking, you give me the rest to pay attention to, if you want to buy it, lead me to take a look and buy it." ”
Seeing Pei Ziyun say this, Ya Po secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, yes, the villain must pay attention, there are only a few left, the asking price of these ones is too high, and there are two that refuse to sell, son, you see?"
"It's okay, take me next time, if I like it, there will be a reward. Pei Ziyun returned to his original smile.
When Ya Po heard this, she hurriedly said, "Yes, Childe!"
Only then did he retreat with the maid, and when he touched it, his back was wet.
Pei Ziyun locked the door and went back to the room, the sun was rising, shining in the courtyard, entering the door, locking the door, and telling the cook: "Don't call me, I will come out." ”
As soon as Pei Ziyun lay down on the bed, put the wooden sword under the pillow, and his head was on the pillow, a kind of tiredness appeared, and he gradually fell asleep.
Hazy, only to hear the shouts of "hum, drink, ah".
In front of him, several Dao Tong were holding wooden swords, stabbing forward, repeating the cycle.
A Taoist overseer scolded fiercely: "There is already a sign of decline in the world, you Taoist boys, refuse to practice swords, I will not be there in the future, how can you stand on your own protection, don't cry, continue to practice for me." ”
In front of me, there was a bamboo forest, and there were only three or four of the original seven or eight Taoist children, who were chopping bamboo.
The Taoist who taught had his hair a little gray, and looked at these Taoist children coldly: "You are not allowed to eat without cutting a hundred bamboos every day, and this sword technique must be passed on by you." ”
As soon as the picture turned, sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, the incense slowly rose, and suddenly a bright light flashed, the incense was cut off, but the smoke was not chaotic at all.
"Bang!" the door opened, and an old Taoist entered, his hair completely white: "Your kendo has surpassed me, and I have nothing left to teach you." ”
The next moment, the sky was full of dark clouds, a black cloud lingered among the mountains, the rain fell on the face, and also fell on the dense corpses, and the shouts quickly and neatly killed.
The man's face was whiter than the moonlight, and he slowly drew his sword in his hand and killed the crowd.
Incredible sword light, everywhere he went, people fell like straw, blood splattered, cries, shouts, screams filled the ears.
The sword was withdrawn, and Xiao was mutated, and the man blew at Xiao, it was dark, and it was drizzling in the twilight, Xiao was not loud, and at the beginning it was more like a trace of hair, as if there was nothing, and it was constantly curling, hovering in the night sky, and scattering in all directions.
Xiao retracted, turned into a pen, the spring rain outside the window, the indoor quiet, the fine and soft pen end slid on the clean paper, as if dancing in response to the season, a few steps back, only to see a piece of paper, the image of the image knotted sitting, the left hand horizontally on the left foot, the right hand bent the fingers to make a ring, listening to this person sigh: "I began to kill, raised in Xiao, condensed in painting, can enter the Tao with a sword?"
With this sigh, Pei Ziyun suddenly opened his eyes and looked around in a daze, it was close to noon at this time, although the door was closed, the sun shone through the window, and in the beam, thousands of floating dust were flying, as if in another world.
"Sixty years of a swordsman, several times to swing the sword and into the sheath, this hard way to find the way, is really a trance!"