Jin Feng Lou, Mr. Mu looked up at the plaque on this amethyst palace, it seems that this monster is still a cultured, the name is quite poetic, Mr. Mu remembered the poem of a great Confucian in the previous dynasty, "The golden wind is thin, and the leaves and leaves are falling." The first taste of green wine is easy to get drunk, and a pillow of a small window sleeps. ”

The name is poetic, but this door, Mr. Mu shook his head in his heart, and Huang Chengcheng's gate was covered with several layers of gold leaf, and the sunlight shining on the river surface was so bright that people's eyes couldn't open.

"Sir is leisurely, but let the poor monk wait. A young monk came out of the door with a smile on his face, as if he was very happy about Mr. Mu's arrival.

"There's nothing left and right, just to kill some time, but your palace is really magnificent, Mu has also been to a few ancient temples and Zen monasteries, and none of them can be compared with your palace, today is a long insight." Mr. Mu took his hands and walked with the young monk towards the palace, while looking around leisurely, as if he had arrived at the home of an old friend. The old man with the head of a water lion and a turtle and a crab followed him all the way to the palace.

After passing through the crystal-like corridor, you can see many fish swimming around through the corridor wall, and wisps of aquatic plants gently swaying with the water waves.

I entered a portal covered in gold leaf, and there were more than a dozen tables on the hall, on which the dishes were still steaming, apparently freshly burned. Mr. Mu approached with great interest, braised elbow, braised lamb with green onions, fried tofu, and fried winter melon, just looking at these dishes, I thought it was just a family banquet for ordinary people, who would have thought that it would appear on the table of monsters?

"Thinking that Mr. may come back today, I picked up some plain dishes, can Mr. taste them and still have an appetite?" The young monk let Mr. Mu take the upper seat, and he accompanied him. Mr. Mu glanced at the table in front of the monk, it was just a few dishes of vegetarian dishes, and there was no trace of meat, and he couldn't help sneering in his heart.

Seeing that Mr. Mu and the monk were already seated, the old man took a few courtiers and carefully sat down.

"Mu Mou came here today, and I don't embarrass you, as long as you go to the town to explain the matter clearly, don't let those innocent people make sacrifices again, we can be regarded as exposing this matter, in the future, you take your Yangguan Road, I will cross my single-plank bridge, how about it?" Mr. Mu sat there and neither ate nor drank, did not wait for the monk to ask questions, and had already made it clear what he intended in the future.

The young monk was very happy to hear Mr. Mu say this, and agreed in succession, and the following dancers brought some gold, silver, pearls and jade, and Mr. Mu accepted it with a smile.

In the evening of this day, the people of the whole Shajiadian saw a strange scene, the sky above the river temple seemed to be covered with a layer of water curtain, a young monk came out of the clear river water, the people of the whole Shajiadian did not know the monk, they cheered, jumped, and celebrated the return of their river god. However, they soon became disappointed, and their river god himself told them that he was not a god, but just a river cow living in the river, and that he could not bless their safety, and that night, the whole Shajiadian was shrouded in sorrow, and the crying continued all night.

Mr. Mu sat in the palace and waited for the young monk to come back, the people here must be very sad tonight, after all, it is nearly a thousand years of faith that has collapsed, and no one can stand it, but if you want to be free, if you want to be fooled again, this level will always have to be passed.

The young monk was a little unwilling in his heart, but there was no way, how could he not bow his head when he was under the eaves? As long as he passed the pass in front of him, the Cangji River would be 1,300 miles away, and there would always be blood and food. The monk stood in front of the gate of the palace of Huang Chengcheng, suppressed his irritability, put on a smiling face, and entered the hall with a turtle and crab. Good web

Although the people are sad now, they will forget about it after a while, and Xiao Wang will also remember this lesson, and he will not disturb the people again in the days to come, so he can rest assured. The young monk laughed and spoke cautiously, hoping that this evil star would expel the blood lotus in his heart earlier.

Mr. Mu nodded, picked up the wine glass in front of him and leaned up, now the people of Shajiadian have understood the truth of the matter, or it will not be long before this matter will spread all over the north and south of the river, although the old habits that have lasted for thousands of years are stubborn, but as long as there is a flaw, it will slowly disappear from the waters of this thousand three hundred miles. Now that the things he was worried about were finally done, Mr. Mu looked at the demons and monsters standing below, and he didn't plan to let them go. Now in front of him, these monsters seem harmless to humans and animals, and when they are gone, how can they hold back the desire for flesh and blood in their hearts?

Countless vines meandered and danced, countless blood lotuses swirled in the air, dragon-like spear shadows flickered together, the entire hall was in a wail, the huge palace trembled and collapsed, and even the red coral supporting the palace below had been broken, and this quiet and leisurely place was full of chaos in the blink of an eye. Mr. Mu slowly rose towards the river in a small boat, and a resentful curse sounded in the palace below, "You treacherous villain, the Heluo clan will not let you go, the magic mountain will not let you go, and from now on your nightmares will never end until you die in pain." The voice of the curse grew weaker and weaker, and finally drowned in the blood-red water, and the surroundings became quiet again.

In the past two days, some people in Shajiadian have been panicking, doing business and living, including those who are on errands at the yamen, are a little absent-minded and listless, and the big guys are a little uncertain about the next days. In the past two days, the flow of people at Shajia Wharf and ferry wharf has also been much less than in the past, and those who originally planned to travel in these days have pressed their itinerary backwards if it is not necessary, thinking that they will see if the Cangji River has become different in the past few days, without the protection of the river god, no one knows when this big river will become violent.

Mr. Mu's life was unusually peaceful, and he took his sister to live in seclusion in the Yan Mansion, thinking about what to do with the big boxes and corpses he got at the Cannibal Beach a few days ago. Originally, I wanted to bring it back to Shanyang Town as soon as possible and hand it over to General Jian, but I felt that something was wrong in my heart, I heard that the Roller Shutter Division located in Linzhao was the supervision agency of the imperial court, and it would be appropriate to send it there, but Jian Shuai was not thin on himself, and he was familiar with the village chief, would this have any effect on Jian Shuai? Mr. Mu thought about it for two whole days and did not make up his mind, but the more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became, and he simply stopped thinking about it, and Mr. Mu decided to go out for a walk and calm down.

Chongwenli is a narrow alley, but it is very famous in Shajiadian because there is a academy here, Chongwen Academy. The academy of the Tianlong Empire is divided into three levels, the capital division, each county, and each county have academies, in addition to the turmoil in the frontier during the hundreds of years of the founding of the Tianlong Empire, it is generally peaceful, plus several generations of emperors respect the study of Huang Lao, advocate the rule of inaction, and have little interference in the life of the people, many people are willing to send their children to the academy to study, increase some knowledge, and if you are lucky, you can also find a background, which is that the people have always respected the academy.

Since the establishment of Chongwen Academy in Shajiadian, the people of Shajiadian have been very proud, the reason is very simple, this is the only academy in the entire Qingshan County set up in the town, so although Chongwen Li is only a narrow alley, although it is very close to Shajia Wharf, it is very quiet. Whether it is a car and ship shop, or a buying and selling shop, the big guys have a tacit understanding, no matter how busy the business is, no matter how good the business is, they all consciously avoid Chongwenli and give the children a quiet learning environment.

Mr. Mu is standing in front of the door of Chongwen Academy at this moment, with ordinary courtyard walls and ordinary wooden doors, the academy does not think that it is any different because of the respect of the people here. The wooden door is so open, there is a faint sound of reading in the courtyard, Mr. Mu is the first time to see the academy, although Mr. Mu is always naughty, all day long with Erya, big tiger, big snot to steal chickens and dogs, but there is an inexplicable preference for reading, at this time I heard the sound of books, involuntarily raised my feet and walked towards the yard.

There is a gatehouse on one side of the wooden door, and an old man is sitting at the door napping, thinking that the autumn sun is warm and warm, and after a long time in the sun, he will naturally be a little sleepy. Mr. Mu was a little hesitant, should he come forward to say hello to the old man? If he said hello, it would inevitably disturb the old man's good dreams, and if he went in like this without saying hello, it seemed a little inappropriate. After thinking for a while, Mr. Mu smiled, what happened to him today? He became so hesitant to do anything, it was so quiet here, and the students were studying hard, so why bother, wouldn't it be very good to stand here and listen to the sound of books? Mr. Mu stood like this, listening to the sound of insects and reading in the autumn afternoon, and his heart slowly calmed down.

"Young man," the old voice woke Mr. Mu from his dream, "but you're here to read?"

"Old man," Mr. Mu saw that it was the old man in front of the gatehouse who was greeting him, although this was just an ordinary old man who was the gatekeeper of the academy, but Mr. Mu did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly straightened his clothes and stepped forward to salute, "The student just happened to pass by, heard the sound of books, and couldn't help but come in to take a look, but it disturbed the old man's good dreams, and the student left." After speaking, Mr. Mu saluted again, turned around and was about to leave.

"Young man, come and come, you can listen to it if you want to, why care about other things? People are old, it is inevitable that they will feel sleepy from time to time, you don't have to pay attention to it, today it is Master Cheng who is talking about "Yan Yuan Twelve", you might as well go and listen. The old man looked at Mr. Mu, his tone seemed very casual, and before the words fell, he stretched his waist again, as if he hadn't slept enough just now, turned sideways on the bamboo chair, and went to see Zhou Gong again.