When the time reached noon, the road was also halfway through, and it was getting closer and closer to Sanjian Creek.

With Wang Xu's instructions in front, Liu Quan didn't buy a gift, so he brought some melons and fruits from the countryside.

Tick tock, tick tock...

Passing by a wood, far away, there was a sound of blowing.

Hearing the movement, the nurses came one after another, protected Wang Xu's carriage in the middle, and put their hands on the steel knife.

"Don't be nervous, it sounds like joy, someone should marry." Wang Xu poked his head out of the carriage and said to Liu Quan.

Liu Quan shook his head slightly when he heard this, and said in a low voice: "Young master, joy is true, who knows what it is to marry!" ”

Wang Xu was stunned, although in Liyang County, the most famous monster is the blood demon, it does not mean that there are no other monsters except the blood demon.

I heard that there is a Sangu Village under Jiuquan Town, and there is a yellow flower girl who was married off by a mandrill who pretended to be a rich man.

There are things about monsters marrying people, and between demons and demons, kissing and kissing abound.

If there is joy, it does not mean that the person who marries is a person, and it may also be a monster who has become a spirit.

"Avoid it, no matter if it's a person or a demon, it's always bad to collide with the marrying team." Wang Xu thought for a while, and ordered the coachman to drive the carriage, and led the team to avoid the woods, making way for the forest path.

A moment later, with the sound of blowing, the procession arrived.

At the head were eight trumpeters in black coats, blowing trumpets and wearing red silk.

In the back, there was a young man on a donkey, who was thin and weak, and his eyes were rolling around, as if there was a world of flowers around him.

Further back, there is a sedan chair carried by four people, the sedan chair is followed by the maidservant on both sides, and there is a porter with a dowry behind it, and there are thirty or fifty people in the lively and lively scene.

The groom, who was sitting on the donkey, saw that Wang Xu and his party took the initiative to get out of the way, did not speak, and sat on the donkey and bowed his hand again and again to express his gratitude.

Wang Xu watched the groom go away, and the moment the two sides passed by, he saw a yellow tail flickering under the groom's coat.

"It's really not human!" Wang Xu's heart sank, and then he looked at those porters and trumpeters, and found that under the collars of these people, they were also furry and yellow.

"Young master, it may be a weasel marrying."

After waiting for the greeting procession, a nurse came over on horseback and said mysteriously.

"How do you know?" Wang Xu asked rhetorically.

"I smell, right on the boxes they're carrying, every single one."

It's normal for normal people to marry and bring one or two chickens, but a dozen boxes of chickens are not chicken farms, so it's not a joke.

Thinking of the yellow tail under the groom's coat, who else can it be if it is not a weasel to marry, not to mention foxes, there are no foxes in Liyang County, but there are many weasels.

"Don't think about it, it's better to hurry."

Wang Xu and his entourage are not mages who slay demons and eliminate demons, no matter how iron their heads are, they will not remove the demon guard for no reason.

What's more, rats, hedgehogs, weasels, rabbits and other animals, even if they become sperm, are not much of a threat to humans.

Those who can harm people are often adult beasts, such as bears, tigers, wolves, snakes, spiders, centipedes, scorpions, and the like.

All prefectures and counties have made statistics, more than eighty percent of the big demons who are the victims of the disaster are born of fierce beasts, and ordinary animals have mild personalities, even after becoming demons, those who should be vegetarians are still vegetarians, and they will not treat humans as blood food.

When you encounter this kind of monster with a gentle personality, if you don't provoke it, it won't come to provoke you, and it won't be strange and unharmed, that's what it's like.

Along the way, except for the weasel who happened to marry, Wang Xu never encountered any other situations.

The land of Kyushu, after all, is the base camp of the human race, not the extreme north of the demon race.

Here, the demon clan is weak, except for some crazy demons, there are not many chances of seeing demons on weekdays, and there are even fewer who are responsible for the disaster.

Hurry up, in the afternoon, Wang Xu and his party arrived at Sanjian Creek.

Sanjian Creek is a good place, surrounded by mountains and rivers, except that it is a little farther away from the town, which can be called a paradise on earth.

When you get here, you can't go any further.

At a glance, the fog in Sanjian Creek is surrounded, and without Xue Mushan's invitation, you are a 10,000-year-old demon, and even a master of the Tao will not be able to enter.

Wang Xu came prepared, approached the fog, and took out Xue Mushan's letter inviting him to discuss calligraphy.

Sensing the letter, the mist dispersed automatically, and a path opened out of the mist, ending in a thatched hut hidden in the bamboo forest.

"You're waiting here."

Wang Xu picked up the melons and fruits, opened the way with letters, and walked to the thatched hut with the ingots.

Before the person arrived, an old man walked out of it, he first glanced at the letter and ingots in Wang Xu's hand, and then said: "Doll, why are you here, your adult?" ”

When Wang Xu heard this, his mind changed, and he asked with a smile: "Old man, why are you here, your son?" ”

"My son?"

The old man paused for a moment, but still replied, "My son is in the Northland, do you know him?" ”

"Coincidentally, my adults are at home, does the old gentleman know them?"

After a question and answer, the old man smiled dumbly and said with a smile: "What a little slippery head, tell me, what are you here for?" ”

"Someone invited me to taste calligraphy, I was invited, don't treat me as a villain, old gentleman." Wang Xu smiled as soon as he opened his mouth, and the old man who smiled stiffened.

The old man is the great Confucian who lives in seclusion in Sanjian River, and the predecessor of the left capital Yu Shi Xue Mushan.

Hearing Wang Xu's answer, Xue Mushan had an expression of seeing a ghost, and said indescribably: "You wrote the eagle character?" ”

"As the saying goes, people can't be good-looking, and the sea can't be measured, since the old gentleman is a person who asks questions from the university, why should he judge people by their appearance? Back then, Kong Sheng, seeing that the two children were arguing, they couldn't win, why did you look down on me? ”

Wang Xu replied to each other, funny and rude, not like a child at all.

When Xue Mushan saw it, he was secretly surprised, but he no longer regarded him as a country urchin, and said: "You said that you wrote that word, are you willing to write it again?" ”

"Of course, I should prove myself, but I have proved myself, should the old gentleman apologize to me?" Wang Xu smiled in his eyes, his so-called apology was not really to ask Xue Mushan to apologize, but to see his strength.

In the outside world, everyone said that Xue Mushan was upright, but he was the mainstay of the clear stream and a famous minister.

There are a few vain people under the fame, and what outsiders say is what outsiders say after all, and what it is is still needs to be verified.

It is true that Wang Xu came to apprentice, but he also wants to see Xue Mushan's ability to see if this person has the ability to be his teacher.

If he doesn't even have this bit of energy, I'm afraid that when he comes out of the blue in the future, Xue Mushan will not only not be his help, but will be an obstacle.

You don't see it, the gentleman's sword is not a group, and when he saw that Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship was still above him, not only was he not happy, but he became murderous.

This is the amount of tolerance, Yue Buqun can't even tolerate Ling Hu Chong with half a disciple, how can Wang Xu guarantee that Xue Mushan will tolerate him.

"Zeng Zi said, I will save my body three times a day. Zi said, there must be my teacher in the threesome. The sages are like this, not to mention me, if you can prove yourself, I should apologize to you, treat you as a guest, and taste calligraphy together. ”

Xue Mushan's words are obvious, if Wang Xu can prove that he is the person who wrote the willow style, he will naturally not despise his youth, but will regard Wang Xu as a fellow practitioner, and taste calligraphy together as said in the letter.

Since they are like-minded people, there are mistakes first, and what is the point of apologizing.

From Xue Mushan's words, Wang Xu heard that this great Confucian was by no means the kind of person who did not give up and admitted that it was more difficult for others than to kill him.

That kind of person has no energy, a mountain is higher than a mountain, and admitting others is not seeing himself clearly.

"A gentleman's words, a quick horse, Wang Xu, a person who is a latecomer at the end of his studies, has the courage to borrow the old man's pen." Wang Xu didn't shirk, he came to apprentice, the purpose was obvious, after seeing Xue Mushan's strength, he also needed an opportunity to sell and boast.

It's not a shame, it's a great opportunity.

Many people who have the ability can only go with the flow in the end, and what they lack is such an opportunity.

After a while, Xue Mushan, who returned to the hut, went back and forth, and brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Wang Xu took the four treasures of the study, and did not brew, the tip of the pen was on the ink, and he wrote: "Seventy mandarin ducks and fifty strings, wine and flowers and willows move spring smoke, the world only says gold is expensive, and I don't buy a boy from Tiangong..."