Ning Jiang stood under the window, looking at his sister who was flying excitedly with open hands in the garden in the distance.

He knew that his sister had finally practiced the "Golden Spirit" in the area of soul refining.

The "Xuanji Sword Dance" written by him was originally a dual cultivation of the body, not so much martial arts, but actually closer to the transcendent exercises of the Immortal Dao.

In his opinion, the body is like hardware, and the soul is like the driver that runs the hardware, and the current martial arts only work "hardware", which is naturally lacking. And although Wenqi can be regarded as a scope drive to a certain extent, it is not something that you have cultivated by yourself after all.

Of course, although he has cultivated the golden spirit, his sister has not learned his soul separation technique, and he can't let the golden spirit leave his body like him, but with the breakthrough in refining the soul, his sister's swordsmanship will also have a leaping jump.

Xiaomeng himself obviously realized this, and with a shake of his sword, the sword light flew out, and plum blossoms flew all over the sky.

The beauty of this moment amazed the heavens and the earth......

In the next few days, Xiao Meng's swordsmanship really improved as Ning Jiang thought. And Ningjiang, after everything was ready, took his sister and left Gaosuo County and went all the way north.

The next test is in March next year, although I plan to go to Beijing, in fact, it is not urgent, but the weather has begun to turn cold, not very suitable for sightseeing, the brother and sister along the official road, first horseback riding, and then because of the rain for two days, simply sold the horse again, sometimes rented a carriage, and took the waterway by boat.

After the long river, to the area of Longzangpu, the Confucius Temple in Longzangpu is one of the four major temples of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it is also the place of ancient Taixue. Although Taixue is now canceled and replaced with Guozixue to replace the status of the previous Taixue, the Confucius Temple, as a vast building complex, still has many academic palaces, and it is also a place where many people come to play, even in the snowy winter, students from all over the world gather and are very lively.

Ning Jiang actually has little interest in Confucianism, the reason why he wants to take the top prize is not to revitalize Confucianism and Taoism, but as a key part of his future defense against Hulu, although passing by the Confucius Temple, there is no "worship" psychology, and on the other hand, with his mentality, after becoming a person, he can also have the "spirit of a saint" and "Haoran righteousness", which is also a relatively ridiculous thing.

After the Confucius Temple, we came to the Bishan Mountain that is the watershed of the Long River and the Huanghe River, and there are many Taoist temples built on the Bishan Mountain, which is the place where Taoism flourishes. Taoism in this world, although far from being comparable with Confucianism, still has a broad foundation among the people, and it is said that it is the place where Lao Tzu, the ancestor of Taoism, made alchemy.

Although it is really hard to say how much Lao Tzu's Taoism and the current Taoism can have to do with it, and the so-called Lao Jun Lian Dan is a fabricated legend, but this does not prevent Taoist priests from pulling the banner of Lao Tzu. What's more, "Laojun Alchemy" could never be more exaggerated than "Confucius won Lin".

Four hundred years ago, many princes were glorified by "burying the mountain", so it also formed a mausoleum group that covers a wide area and is connected by mausoleums, even now, there are many dignitaries and nobles, who are buried in the "feng shui treasure land" of the mountain after death.

On that day, Ning Jiang was reading a book in the stone pavilion on the mountainside, and his sister was training a newly purchased horse at the foot of the mountain.

In this area of Bishan, the road is not very easy to walk, and there are frost and snow covering the mountain from time to time, and the carriage is difficult to pass, so the brother and sister discussed it, or bought another good horse, and the two of them can ride together. It just so happened that in the county town passing by, a down-and-out Jianghu guest bought the horse because of the lack of entanglement.

It's just that this horse has a strong temperament, although her brother taught her a unique horse technique, Xiaomeng is difficult to tame for a while.

The elder brother was studying on the mountainside, and the little dream of nothing was not very reconciled, and once again rode on horseback, although this horse was a horse, but it was extremely irritable and tried every possible way to throw her off. Xiao Meng naturally won't let it succeed easily, and she pulled the reins to death, and the fierce horse was angry, and it actually carried her wildly.

The cold wind whistled in Xiaomeng's ears, and the wind and frost blew her pink neck like a sharp knife, and fortunately, her internal strength has risen sharply recently, otherwise she would have fallen off the horse.

She was reining in the reins, and the horse was getting out of breath, and she was about to be subdued, when suddenly a convoy turned the bend in front of her, and the horses were running in that direction. Xiaomeng was afraid that the horse would collide and tighten further. In the convoy, a large sedan chair was carried in the middle, followed by two small sedan chairs, and more than 20 soldiers were clustered in front and back.

The horse rushed into the team, and Xiaomeng also controlled the horse at this time, the horse stood on its back and neighed, and the horse in front of it was disturbed, moving left and right, and several soldiers and coachmen finally controlled the carriage.

"Where's the dead girl?" In the carriage, a woman shouted angrily.

Xiaomeng knew that it was his fault, so he hurriedly dismounted, bent down and apologized: "I'm sorry!" I'm sorry! ”

The curtain of the car opened, and a middle-aged woman in it, wearing a phoenix-patterned dress, looked a little stout, did not look like a person from the Central Plains, her neck and wrists were full of gold and silver, but she was wearing a crown of pearls and clouds.

A man ran up from behind: "Did you disturb Mrs. Shuaichen?" ”

The woman did not leave him, but shouted at Xiaomeng: "You dare to rush into Ben Hao's life, kneel down for me." ”

The man looked at the girl who had collided with the convoy, Xiaomeng at this moment, for the convenience of the road, wore a half-worn jacket and pleated skirt, and a sword was inserted in her waist. So he shouted: "Stinky girl, don't kneel down to Mrs. Shuai Chen to make amends." ”

Xiaomeng was thinking, although he accidentally rushed over, nothing happened, why did he have to kneel? It's just that although she refuses to kneel, after all, it's her fault, plus so many soldiers are pointing guns at her, she doesn't know how many she can fight, and she is really panicked in her heart, so she can only apologize in a low voice.

The woman shouted again: "Kneel down for me!" ”

The man sneered: "Hurry up and kowtow to Mrs. Shuaichen, otherwise I will arrest you and put you in the yamen prison, and if you don't die, you will lose your skin." ”

The woman said, "Shameless, arrest her!" ”

The little dream saw that the apology was useless, and if he really wanted to be taken away, it would be terrible, and suddenly he pulled the reins, and the horse turned around suddenly. She turned over on the horse at a very fast speed, and the moment her slender hand slapped on the horse's buttocks, the internal force penetrated, and the horse rushed out in an instant. The soldiers didn't expect her to move so quickly, but they couldn't react, and they couldn't catch up, and the woman was so angry that she scolded in the carriage.

Xiaomeng rushed out of the encirclement and galloped all the way on a horse, and the horse that was unruly just now was obedient at this moment. In this way, galloping into the forest in the distance, she drove the horse's head, and saw that she could no longer see the figure of those people, so she patted her chest and exhaled: "I'm scared to death Little Dream!" ”

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Xiaomeng tamed the horse, and Ning Jiang sat alone in the stone pavilion flipping through the books.

This book is actually not a sage book, but just a novel he bought by the way when he passed by the Confucius Temple.

Although "novels" have appeared in the pre-Qin period, they have not been able to become the mainstream, and in this era, only down-and-out scholars will write novels for money, and they have to change their pen names, for fear that others will know that he wrote them.

After reading it, he put the novel in the bookcase and checked the contents of the bookcase again.

The book, some dry food, and the book wrapped in oilcloth that Bai Zijin gave him...... Judging from the touch, he thought it should be a book, but since it hadn't been opened yet, he wasn't very sure.

Why should he let him open it after the title of the gold list, in fact, he is also quite curious, and occasionally he will have the idea of opening it first, but think about it, forget it, since Bai Zijin said so, then he still abides by it.

In addition, there is a small bag, he picked up the small bag, hung it on his waist, and placed a bamboo tube in it, which can burst out thirty poisonous needles at any time, its name is relatively vulgar, called "Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle", but it is indeed very useful, and it is also a very good secret weapon in the rivers and lakes. It was originally hidden by Cao Qiding, and after Cao Qiding "disappeared", it naturally fell into his hands.

In addition to the rainstorm pear flower needle, there is also a bead, which is naturally a Sui Hou bead that can detoxify all kinds of poisons. When he went to Beijing this time, he felt that he might not return to Gaosuo County in the future, so he took Sui Houzhu with him.

He picked up the bookcase and walked down the mountain, and on the other side, his sister rode back to the foot of the mountain on the tamed horse.

Ning Jiang looked up at her: "Nothing happened, right?" ”

Xiaomeng raised his hands in front of his chest: "No, it's okay!" ”

Ning Jiang looked at her suspiciously, put the bookcase on the horse's buttocks, grabbed his sister's hand, got on the horse with the help of his sister, sat behind his sister, and hugged his sister's thin waist.

Xiaomeng shook the reins and rode away.

Ning Jiang said: "Xiaomeng, the direction is wrong, this is not the official road." ”

Xiaomeng said: "That...... The scenery is better over there, over there. ”

Yes? Scenery? Ning Jiang thought for a moment...... Since my sister thinks the scenery is better, let her be.

The horses galloped all the way, and the fog around them somehow became heavier and heavier. Ning Jiang looked up, it was still afternoon, and the fog was a little strange.

Behind, the fog was so heavy that they lost their way, and the horses swirled in the fog empty. Xiaomeng stabbed the horse: "Brother, the fog here is so heavy. ”

Ning Jiang looked around, this is not a place where water vapor is easy to accumulate such as mountains and gorges, there will be so much fog, it is indeed a little strange, and they seem to be in a circle in the fog, unable to get out.

He looked up at the light and shadow in the sky, and in this thick fog, he couldn't see the sun, but the strength and weakness of the light still allowed him to make some judgments. So, he put his left hand on his sister's waist, and pointed forward with his right hand, and in the direction he pointed, Xiaomeng rode forward.

On the way, the direction pointed by Ning Jiang changed several times, and just like that, after a long time, the clouds and fog cleared in front of them, and they arrived at the foot of a mountain. Ning Jiang looked back and saw that the mist was still deposited behind them.

Xiaomeng breathed a sigh of relief: "This place is like a ghost hitting a wall, what's going on?" ”

They continued onward, and in front of them was a straight path upward. At this time, the sun had not yet set, and the western sky hung pale. After climbing a hillside, at the foot of the slope, there was a village in front of me, with more than 20 houses scattered but no one in sight. Further on, there was a shop with a few tables in front of it and a dilapidated flag next to it.

Smoke came out of the chimney, and in front of the shop, a little girl who looked to be at most eight or nine years old, with braided hair, was sitting boredly on a small stool playing with toys. Seeing them dismount, he shouted inward, "Grandma, there are guests." ”

An old woman came out hunched over: "This son, this girl, what do you want to eat?" ”

Ning Jiang asked, "Why is there no one living in this village?" ”

The old woman sighed, "In the past, there were still many people living here, but later, ah, this place is haunted, some people died, and others were so frightened that they moved. That's all I have left, an old woman, with my granddaughter, who is old and can't walk, so I can only stay here, alas. ”

"Haunted?" Ning Jiang looked back and asked, "What do you have to eat here?" ”

The old woman said, "There are no good things, just some rice wine, peanuts, beef, and freshly steamed meat buns." ”

Ning Jiang said: "Then serve us some hot wine, two plates of peanuts, cut a few taels of beef, and bring four buns." ”

The old woman said, "Okay, this is coming, this is coming." He turned around and entered the house, and after a few moments, he shouted, "Little girl, quickly bring the food out to the guests." ”

The little girl slammed in, first with hot wine, then with peanuts, beef, and buns. Xiaomeng picked up the bun and was about to bite into it. Ning Jiang suddenly said: "Wait a minute! ”

took the bun in Xiaomeng's hand, tore it open and looked at it, then shook his head, turned his head to look at the little girl who was sitting back to play with toys: "Little sister, your buns, is this beef stuffing, or human flesh stuffing?" ”