After Yang Fan practiced Shiduan Jin, the sweat on his body soaked most of his clothes. I have to say that even if it is not for the purpose of accumulating internal strength, the effect of this set of Shiduanjin is also excellent. After Luo Yifei finished practicing, Yang Fan understood that Lao Dao was polite to him.

That set of Taoist ten section brocade, Yang Fan has a simplified version on hand. Luo Yifei's whole person was deformed, first he was abused by the old way, and then he was masochistic, anyway, he made the other people tremble. Yang Fan felt that if he came to it every day like Luo Yifei, it would not be fitness, and his life would be gone.

In the carriage, Luo Yi shrank in a corner, looking half-dead, Lao Dao drank the freshly brewed tea, and said: "Lao Dao expected that the lord had something important to do in Taiyuan, so he temporarily resigned." I'll wait for the reunion in Beijing, what do you think? ”

Seeing that Taiyuan City was getting closer and closer, Lao Dao suddenly mentioned this stubble at this time, and he didn't know what he was thinking anyway, he didn't want to wade into troubled water. Yang Fan chuckled: "What, there are times when you are always afraid?" ”

There was a chuckle from inside the carriage, and Lao Dao's left leg was tucked in front of his chest, and his hand was clasped on his toes. "It's not that I'm afraid, I'm just afraid that some people will have a bad impression of you when they see the old man. Although I don't know what you're going to do, Lao Dao doesn't feel like a good thing, so I won't get involved. ”

"Whatever you want, it's better not to come back." Yang Fan didn't want to be beaten all the time by his side, and he couldn't be beaten, and he had to be careful to serve the old immortal. Lao Dao smiled meaningfully, "Don't worry, I'll see you again soon." As soon as you fly, you will also leave with the old way. Say goodbye to the lord. ”

"Yes, Uncle Zu." Luo Yifei nodded, thinking that after Yang Fan and a few people said goodbye, he got out of the carriage with Lao Dao. Before Lao Dao left, he didn't forget to pit Yang Fan once, and said unabashedly: "Sir, it's far away from Beijing, can you give me some entanglement?" ”

"No money!" Yang Fan pursed his lips, and also readily refused. This old Taoist made his own decision and paid the only remaining 1,000 taels of silver in Wudang Mountain. Now Yang Fan has just one hundred taels of silver, excluding the fifty taels of silver that have been distributed to Jinyiwei, and the food and clothing of more than a dozen people in this line. There are only fifty taels left, if you give it to Lao Dao again, do you still need to eat?

Lao Dao scratched his squeaky nest, looking like you won't leave without paying. He looked up at the sky at a haughty forty-five degree angle, and did not speak. Yang Fan didn't look at the old way of virtue. "Wang Ting, let's go. If you don't have money, you need to die! ”

When Yang Fan said about luck, the only recognition was that his fortune was really not good, and he couldn't keep the money. When he went, he brought silver, and sold Zheng Zhilong some wine, and the 50,000 taels of silver from the pit were taken by those natives, and some were spent on the road, which had shrunk by half. But the twenty-five thousand taels. Even if you are killed, you can't take it out.

Making a fortune in a muffled voice is what Yang Fan wants, so he didn't even bring it with him in the carriage, but entrusted a trustworthy right-hand man from Chen Wangting's house and transported it to Jingshi Laopu Street. Originally, I had more than 1,000 taels of silver in hand enough to spend, and it was more than enough, but I didn't expect to be forced to donate 1,000 taels of so-called compensation.

saw that Bu Lao Dao took his own silver as a favor. And ask yourself for money, as if you were a mobile vault. If you really want to give it once, Yang Fan will really become a fool.

Chen Wangting glanced at Bu Lao Dao in embarrassment, "Dao Chief." Sorry hah. Then he drove away. Watching the carriage slowly leave, Luo Yifei squinted, "Uncle Zu, sir, he doesn't give silver." ”

Bu Laodao smiled a little smugly: "The old man has known for a long time, and he just wants to see if he can get some more out of this big treasury." You see. Bu Laodao took out two large gold ingots in his arms, which weighed twenty taels.

Luo Yifei had never seen such a gold ingot. His eyes also lit up, and he said, "Master Zu is really rich." Bu Laodao smiled. Where does this gold come from, Bu Laodao naturally will not say that it is ushered in by playing cards, which will inevitably lose everyone's demeanor. What Yang Fan didn't know was that in the past day and a half when he fell asleep, Lao Dao relied on playing poker to win five hundred taels of silver from Sun Yi and Li Yuhuan, and then he panicked about the silver, so he exchanged two ingots of gold in Shunde City. said that it lost a little bit of a discount, but it was still a little light.

"Uncle Zu, where are we going?"

Lao Dao replied without thinking: "Taiyuan City." ”

Luo Yifei was a little puzzled. There are still more than ten miles away from Taiyuan City, and it is obvious that you can make a carriage into the city, but the old road wants to walk over, and I don't know what the reason is, so I asked: "Aren't we all the way with the lord?" ”

Lao Dao said with a smile: "All the way is all the way, but sometimes it is better to be separated, otherwise it will be inappropriate for the little ghost to meet the king of Hades, and the king of Hades to meet the bodhisattva." ”

Luo Yifei was a little confused, and asked puzzledly, "Is the king of Hades afraid of the Bodhisattva?" ”

Lao Dao nodded and said, "Of course." ”

"That's not right, Uncle Zu. Doesn't it say in the Buddhist scriptures that there are bodhisattvas in the underworld? ”

"That is the great wish of the king of Jizo to fall into hell willingly, and the great wish of Jizo Bodhisattva, so that all sentient beings will become Buddhas, and then they will become Buddhas, but all sentient beings are endless, and hell will be difficult to end, so that they will become the great compassion Bodhisattvas who do not become Buddhas. That's why I stay in hell and don't become a Buddha. Do you think, when the king of Hades sees the Jizo Bodhisattva, he has to bow down, let alone the other Bodhisattvas? ”

"It seems to be the truth." Luo Yifei looked half-confused and half-understood.

"Alright." Lao Dao didn't explain anymore, "Let's go to Taiyuan City and try to be as low-key as possible." The more low-key they are, the more imps who want to make trouble will not dare to come out. ”

"Then we're Hades?" Luo Yifei asked.

Lao Dao's heart sank, "Can the Hades be turned over and not mentioned again?" Lao Dao thought that once he explained to this cute disciple Sun, he would have to waste his tongue for a long time, so he simply kept his mouth shut. The two stepped on the autumn wind, in the gloom of the fallen leaves, and stepped into the mountain forest on one side.

Just as dusk was approaching, Yang Fan received a message from the Jinyi Guard lurking in Taiyuan City. After reading it, Yang Fan folded and folded the letter, then spread it out, looked at it and looked at it, and the words in it were particularly eye-catching. He felt a pang of air in his chest.

Liu Hui died.

How could he die? Yang Fan's carriage stopped at Shili Pavilion, and his eyes were a little complicated.

"Sir, what are we going to do next?" The brocade guard in charge of delivering the message had already waited for a stick of incense. Zhang Yao's side has been properly deployed, just waiting for an order to close the net. Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes became sharp, and said, "Do it tonight." ”

"Catch them all?"

Yang Fan put away the letter in his hand, "The people on the roster are alive, and the other people involved, kill!" ”

"Yes!"

The figure retreated, and in the Ten Mile Pavilion, there was only one dressed in white.

It's cool and autumn! (To be continued.) )