After waiting for a while, there was a sound of footsteps in the door, a squeak, and the courtyard door opened. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Excuse me......"

The door was opened by a middle-aged man, dressed as a scholar in a long shirt. As soon as the words came out, when he saw Li Xianyuan, he was stunned for a moment.

worshipping all day long, how could he not write down Li Xianyuan's appearance.

"Xiao Min see the Manifestation of the Holy Book Sword Zhenjun!" The middle-aged scholar came back to his senses, and hurriedly knelt down and shouted excitedly, kowtowing again and again, and his forehead was red and swollen.

Li Xianyuan did not stop it. Since there are immortals, there needs to be fairy shelves. After all, I don't see Guanyin gnawing on pig's trotters and chatting with believers.

"Son, who is coming? A woman's voice was heard in the courtyard.

The middle-aged scholar stopped and shouted: "Mother! It's Zhenjun! Zhenjun has come to our house!!

"What a real army, did you cause some trouble outside, and the government came to the door......

The woman in the courtyard walked to the door as she spoke, and when she saw Li Xianyuan, she was stunned, her thin palms trembled again and again, and she fell to the ground trembling.

"The cheap body knocks to see the true monarch of the holy book sword!"

Li Xianyuan turned to the middle-aged scholar and said, "The old man is unwell, help her up." ”

"Yes......" The middle-aged scholar didn't dare to be different, and helped his mother up.

"Take me to my statue. Li Xianyuan said.

The two of them bowed down and introduced Li Xianyuan into the courtyard and stepped into a side room.

The wing room is empty, and there is a case of incense. Two futons in front of the case, and the statue tablet on the case is an incense burner. Green smoke curls with gusts of sandalwood.

Li Xianyuan stepped into the side room, looked at the big statue of the palm on the case, and stretched out his hand to hold it up.

This is the same as the statue of the god in the Ming Hall. Or it is very likely that the statue of the temple god was based on this image.

Because it is a knife carving, the body looks thin, the face is angular and handsome.

"Zhenjun, this is engraved by the Xu family. The middle-aged scholar said respectfully.

Hearing this, Li Xianyuan turned to look at the two people outside the door: "There are a few carved statues of this god." ”

"There are two in total. In addition to Xiaomin, Brother Hu also has one in his family. ”

Li Xianyuan bowed his head thoughtfully.

The middle-aged scholar supported his mother, and he didn't dare to make a sound outside the battle gate, for fear of disturbing the true monarch.

After a while, Li Xianyuan came back to his senses, walked out of the side room, and said to the two: "It's okay." I am a deacon on this trip. It is the same as it was at the beginning. ”

Looking around again, although it is not a family with four walls, life is quite difficult. Li Xianyuan had a plan in his heart, no longer stayed, summoned the spirit sword, and flew away with the sword in exclamation.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged scholar and the woman knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of Li Xianyuan's departure.

And Li Xianyuan's side, just flew over the courtyard wall and fell again. Put away the spirit sword and walk in the empty alley. It's inconvenient to be here and it's too conspicuous.

Not far away, Li Xianyuan turned into a rice shop. gave the store a hundred taels of silver tickets, purchased ten quintals of rice noodles, and asked the boss to go to the cloth shop next door to buy a piece of cloth and send it to the middle-aged scholar's house at the entrance of the alley.

The shopkeeper hurriedly agreed. The rice and flour and cloth are only 90 taels, and you can get some benefits for a trip.

After instructing the matter, Li Xianyuan returned to the inn. I've already come here, and the remaining two addresses are very different, so there's no need to go any further.

When I went up to the second floor of the inn, I saw a person wandering outside his room. The man was a young man, dressed in a coat, and when he saw Li Xianyuan, he greeted him with a smile: "The villain has seen Master Li." ”

"Are you?" asked Li Xianyuan calmly.

"Lord Li, the villain's surname is Zeng, and I won't mention my cheap name, which has polluted your ears. The villain dared to come, but it was a sincere respect for the king, and invited you to Xinjing. ”

King Cheng Jing is the second prince. Compete with the crown prince for that one.

I came back only two hours later, and the news of the second prince came quickly.

"I don't know why the prince invited me to Beijing?" asked Li Xianyuan.

"It depends on your lordship, whether you want to go to Xinjing or whatever. The young man surnamed Zeng meant something and smiled lightly.

Li Xianyuan had just come down from the mountain, and he was worried about the breakthrough and incense, how could he stir up this troubled water, so he said: "I have come back from Xinjing, and I have no plans to do so in the near future." If nothing else, I'm going to rest. ”

"Just came back from Xinjing?" the young man surnamed Zeng was stunned. After hearing the eviction order, he smiled slightly and made a way: "I hope Lord Li will think about it more." Some time ago, the holy monk came back and joined the prince's side. The prince is in great need of talents. If you show up to help the prince, you will ......"

The young man surnamed Zeng said half of the words, and left half of them.

"Holy monk?"

Li Xianyuan asked, and suddenly thought of the monk he met in Xinjing's Baili Waiguan Dao.

The young man surnamed Zeng said: "The holy monk's surname is Tang, and the name is three burials." It is not the Tang Dynasty holy monk Tang Sanzang thousands of years ago, this burial is a burial. He followed Xuanzang's example more than ten years ago, set off from Xinjing, and went to Tianzhu in the Western Regions to learn scriptures. It was a big hit at the time. After that, time passed, and people gradually forgot about it. Until half a month ago, he who had been gone for more than ten years suddenly appeared and appeared in Yang Wei's palace. The next morning, he went on a pilgrimage with Yang Weigong to see the saint. Received the name of a holy monk. ”

"As you say. Li Xianyuan's eyes closed slightly: "Even such a person is good friends with the prince, I am in the faction of your second prince, it seems to be irrational." ”

"Master Li. The young man surnamed Zeng smiled slightly: "Aren't you surprised? The prince has so many supporters, but the prince can compete with him?"

Li Xianyuan frowned slightly.

He didn't like him. The heart is too deep, and even he can't guess his intentions.

So he got straight to the point and said: "I don't want to interfere in the affairs of Xinjing for the time being, and I don't want to know what hole cards the second prince has, but there is still something to do?"

At this point, the young man surnamed Zeng no longer insisted on it, and said: "The villain lives in room No. 7 of the Minglang Inn. Adults can come to the villain at any time. We look forward to you."

Minglang Inn No. 7 is opposite the No. 13 room where Li Xianyuan once lived, and this person has a heart.

After that, the young man surnamed Zeng went downstairs and left.

After he left, Li Xianyuan opened the door and returned to the room.

A trace of long hair fell slowly between the cracks in the door, and Li Xianyuan pushed the window, and there were also strands of hair falling. It seems that no one has come in during the time he has been away.

The air-conditioner poured into the room, and the sky was gray, except for the light snow that had fallen for a while, but now it had stopped.

Closing the window, Li Xianyuan took a pen and paper and sat at the table, baking in the stove, writing the poems he had written over and over again to calm his mood.

When I was on the mountain, I was not confused because I had a goal in mind. But now that he has refined the ninth layer of qi, he only needs to break through the barrier. But the barrier is something that cannot be seen or touched. It is only said that you need to feel and see the opportunity. But what is the opportunity to perceive?

A few moments later, there was a knock on the door.

Not surprisingly, it was the prince's side who came back. is the same as the previous young man surnamed Zeng, who invited Li Xianyuan to join them.

Didn't refuse and didn't agree. Send it away.

Li Xianyuan returned to the table to write again, but it was difficult to calm down.

The more he wrote, the more chaotic his heart became, Li Xianyuan simply threw the stack of poems he wrote into the stove, and waited for it to ignite a fire and turn into ashes. Come back and go out and go to Li Mansion. (To be continued.) )