Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Poor ......
Chen Changsheng and the others went to the county seat of Tianyun County.
And a hundred miles outside Kaimu City, under a mountain peak shrouded in clouds.
A white-robed mountain guard disciple leaned against the tattered mountain gate and couldn't help yawning.
"If you say it well, it's called Liuyunmen, but if you don't say it well, I'm afraid that you don't need the word "door", just call it Liuyun, and you can't keep people anyway. ”
"I don't know why there are always dignitaries coming to beg, I can't detect any good anyway. ”
The disciple was indignant, but suddenly heard the sound of a carriage.
"It's over, it's someone again. ”
The disciple said, sure enough, the next moment, a carriage appeared on the rugged mountain road, and there were more than a dozen knights around.
Could it be that the people of the government can't do it?
Thinking like this, the disciple of the mountain guard turned indifferent.
"Is there something wrong?"
The disciple looked at He Qingtian who walked out of the carriage, neither humble nor arrogant, and seemed to ignore the old man's seven-grade official robe.
He Qingtian disagreed, and smiled:
"Little Immortal Master, I have asked to see the master of the mountain gate again. ”
Although He Qingtian smiled, there was some irrepressible anger in his eyes.
The disciple guarding the mountain looked at it strangely, but after accepting the softness handed over by He Qingtian, he nodded.
"I'm going to the mountains, and you must not go into them. ”
The disciple who guarded the mountain just gave him an order, then turned around and headed for the mountain.
The pace is extremely slow, and it looks like a normal person.
When the disciple guarding the mountain walked away, an iron rider beside He Qingtian couldn't help but say:
"Master, how can I look at this young man, he doesn't look like a cultivator. ”
The pro-soldier was puzzled, but He Qingtian reprimanded angrily in a low voice.
"Bastard, the immortal master is what you can guess?"
"Where is the true person who has attained the Tao as ostentatious as the previous erection? They are all cultivated in the deep mountains, not touching the world!"
"It's like Liuyunmen, it seems that there are only two people, but in fact, there are countless masters in the mountains, how can you guess?!"
He Qingtian's angry reprimand made the pro-soldier feel a chill in his heart, and he hurriedly admitted his mistake.
Seeing him like this, He Qingtian nodded.
"You haven't seen it, I don't blame you, it's just that the master of Liuyun Gate is really powerful, he once traveled in the air, crossed the Sanli Canal, and deserves the name of an immortal master. ”
"Otherwise, why would I allow Kun'er to be in trouble, do you really think that I don't want to be ashamed?"
When the guard heard this, he was even more afraid, and at the same time he couldn't help but look forward to it.
This Cloud Gate Sect Master, what is the situation when he encounters that Chen Changsheng?
The disciples who guard the mountain go fast and come quickly.
When he went down the mountain, he was still calm and relaxed, walked to the dilapidated mountain gate, and waved his hand.
The master of the door said he could go up. ”
His words were brief, and when he finished speaking, he meditated, as if he were entering the Tao.
He Qingtian didn't dare to disturb, left the iron horse, and took the iron horse up the mountain.
It wasn't until they went up the mountain that the disciples who guarded the mountain opened their eyes.
"I don't know, how much the master has to slaughter them, it's really stupid and has a lot of money. ”
"Alas. ”
......
On the mountain, there is a small hall, which is dilapidated, the walls are cracked a lot, hidden in the clouds and mist, and some bells ring from time to time.
When He Qingtian arrived, he left the iron horse, took his clothes, and went up the mountain alone.
When he arrived at the front of the small hall, looking at the gray courtyard wall, He Qingtian just wanted to open his mouth to ask for a meeting, but a voice had already come out from inside.
"I already know about you, about Kun'er, right? ”
The voice was extremely ethereal, and He Qingtian's face couldn't help but be excited when he heard this, and he walked into it.
In the small hall, an old Taoist in a gossip robe sat cross-legged on a futon with a bun on his head.
His hair and beard are gray, holding a stalk of Buddha dust, and he is smiling at He Qingtian.
"He Jushi, meet again. ”
The old Taoist smiled, with a very friendly taste, as if he had no quarrel with the world.
He Qingtian was already in an angry mood, but he couldn't help but calm down.
After thinking about his words, he was about to open his mouth, but the old Taoist had already spoken one step in advance.
"He Jushi, do you want to calculate what you want to say first?"
The old Taoist said kindly, and He Qingtian nodded when he saw this.
Although the Taoist chief is counted, He listens attentively. ”
The old Taoist nodded, closed his eyes and began to pinch his fingers.
And as he pinched his fingers, it seemed that the clouds on the surrounding mountains were a little thicker, enveloping the old man in it, and it became more and more unfathomable.
He Qingtian was frightened, and said secretly at the same time.
Shaft, with such an immortal master, you are afraid that your life will not be long!
After just a short while, the old Taoist opened his eyes, and his eyes were a little surprised.
"Kun'er is dead?"
These words shocked He Qingtian's heart, and he became more and more confident.
"What the Taoist chief said is true, Kun'er, he is indeed dead, he was tortured and killed by a young demon!"
He Qingtian hurriedly complained, and the old Taoist nodded.
"It's a pity, the granddaughter of the poor road who is wandering outside, I'm afraid that she won't be able to get married to this fate. ”
The old Taoist sighed, very regretful.
He Qingtian was also sad, but soon said:
"Dao Chief, I am going to visit the mountain on this trip, the so-called is this matter, and I also ask the Dao Chief to take action to subdue the demon!"
"At that time, the demon wanted to sneak into the city, kill innocents indiscriminately, and try to use the method of blood sacrifice to increase cultivation. ”
"But I was bumped into by Kun'er and wanted to stop it, but it's a pity that my Kun'er died in the hands of the devil, protecting the safety of the city!"
He Qingtian complained of bitterness, his face became sad, and even burst into tears.
When the old Taoist listened, his face gradually became solemn, and he stood up with a sigh.
"Kun'er's death, is this the case?"
"It seems that the poor Dao miscalculated, what this devil has done is unforgivable!"
The old Taoist also seemed to be extremely uneven, and there was a terrifying momentum emanating from him, and the wooden statues in the faint Taoist hall were glowing.
He Qingtian has been paying attention to the old Taoist's reaction, and when he saw the old Taoist like this, he was happy in his heart, and he didn't show it.
"What the Taoist chief said is extremely true, if this demon is not eliminated for a day, there will be no peace in the world, and I ask the Taoist to take action to subdue the demon!"
He Qingtian bent down deeply, and the old Taoist nodded.
"This is nature, it is the duty of my generation to subdue demons and eliminate demons, so let's do it, Poor Dao will go down the mountain with you now!"
The old Taoist said in a righteous manner, and went down the mountain first, He Qingtian naturally followed, and sneered in his heart.
It's just that before He Qingtian could add more oil and vinegar, the old Taoist's steps stopped.
He hesitated for a moment, then spoke:
"He Jushi, Poor Dao seems to suddenly feel that something is wrong. ”
Inappropriate?
He Qingtian was stunned and said, "Dao Chief, what's wrong?"
The old Taoist priest seemed to have thought of something, and sighed helplessly.
"He Jushi, you also know that Lao Dao has been staying in Liuyun Mountain for some years, and this mountain gate has been in tatters, and there is little incense. ”
"But after so many years, I finally got some gold and silver out, and I was ready to tidy up the mountain, and I contacted the craftsmen a few days ago. ”
"They should be there in a few days, but if Poor Dao leaves with you, I'm afraid that I won't be able to come back in a short time, and my disciple won't be useful, how can this be good?"
The old Taoist was a little worried, and He Qingtian also fell into deep thought when he heard this.
"What do you mean, sir?" He Qingtian asked.
"I'm afraid I'm going to go back after a month. The old Taoist put the Buddha dust on the table, and said helplessly.
As soon as He Qingtian heard this, his heart suddenly cooled.
Over the last month?
In a few days, I'm afraid that the shaft will run out of Tianyun County, and after more than a month, it is different whether he is still in Shenxiao Country or not.
How can I avenge the murder of my son?!
Thinking of this, He Qingtian hesitated for a moment, and then his gaze became decisive.
"Dao Chief, you don't have to worry about this, Dao Chief, you just have to go to the demons, and leave these trivial things to me He. ”
He Qingtian opened his mouth, and the old Taoist seemed to hesitate.
"He Jushi, this is too hard for you, isn't it?"
"It's okay, it's just that at that time, my He family contributed to the demon subjugation. He Qingtian waved his hand and said:
"Dao Chief, if you have the drawings, you might as well hand them over to me, and I will help you set them up. ”
The old Taoist nodded, and with a smile on his face, he took out two things from his sleeve.
A small wooden box with a blank sheet of paper.
"Layman, this is the projected blueprint of the poor road, and the box contains all the gold and silver. ”
He Qingtian took it, and after weighing the weight of the wooden box, he was a little surprised.
How can it be so light?
When I opened it quietly, I saw that there was only a piece of silver less than fifty taels inside.
Some are missing.
It's just that He Qingtian still didn't take it to heart, he has been the lord of Kaimu City all these years, and he has not made a lot of oil and water, and he still has the confidence to cultivate a Taoist temple.
The two went down the mountain together, and the old Taoist told him after seeing the disciples guarding the mountain.
"Huaimu, I have something to do for the teacher to go out for more than a month, and you can have a snack about the repair of the mountain gate. The old Taoist smiled.
The disciple named Huaimu nodded casually, and said with disdain: "On our mountain, what is there to cultivate, after cultivating it is the same as not repairing." ”
When He Qingtian heard this, he felt a lot more relieved, but the old Taoist said:
"No, no, no, with the help of a layman, my Liuyunmen must be extraordinary!"
These words made He Qingtian hesitate a little.
"That's it, the old Taoist's entrustment, I naturally won't refuse. ”
Laughing, He Qingtian took the opportunity to open the drawings and was stunned for a moment.
"Dao Chief, this and this...... It's too much, isn't it?!"
He Qingtian looked at the dozens of pavilions on the drawing, up and down Liuyun Mountain, and said dumbfounded.
He Qingtian's surprise attracted the attention of the mountain guarding disciples, and he leaned over and gasped.
"Hey, master, when did our sect become so magnificent. ”
"There are only two of us, what are we going to do so much?"
These words aroused the dissatisfaction of the old Taoist, and he angrily reprimanded: "Are there any laymen here, do you need to worry about it?"
"He Jushi, are you right? If you really can't pull away, then the old way will come down the mountain in a few days, the same. ”
The old Taoist looked at He Qingtian again, and He Qingtian was cold in his heart at the moment.
I wanted to turn my face very much, but in the end I could only nod, break my teeth and swallow it in my mouth, and an old face forced a smile and said:
"Dao Elder is right, you don't have to worry about it, little immortal master, I will arrange this matter properly. ”