In Jiulong Mountain, Meng Ting and his disciples put the bleak white silk together, and the melancholy that swayed for forty-nine days finally turned into a flame.

Outside the Nine Dragons Palace, everyone was dressed in filial piety, and a few people disdained it in their hearts, but the surface work still had to be decent, after all, no one dared to disobey the old saying that the dead are the greatest.

Green shirts, robes, cloth jackets, the three of them sat on the stone steps outside the main hall, looking at the fire in the distance and not paying attention, Fang Zhijian felt that the rules of these mountain gates were troublesome, if they were placed in the eighteen chain docks, they would also dig a small mound, and bury it. If the relationship is good, then it will not be stingy, shed a few tears and wind overnight, and when the morning sun rises, he will leave the grave and continue to work on the things that the living should do, which is called natural.

Li Xi threatened: "Chen Yuzhi, when will we go down the mountain?" I always feel that except for Sang Zhi and Ye Wanwan, no one else is very kind to see us......

Chen Yuzhi also felt uncomfortable, so he said that Meng listened, he took the disciples to take the lead in besieging and killing him that day, and he had no mercy at all, so was it wrong for him to push the boat down the river and put on two swords? Could it be that he had to stand in place and let others slaughter him to be considered a good person? And Shen Kuo was to blame, there would always be retribution for doing all the evil deeds, and it was not too much for Uncle Zeng Li to let him pay for his life...... It's just that now those disciples of the mountain sect who eat the ancients seem to have deducted all the basins on themselves and Xiao Zamao's heads, which is a bit unreasonable, whether it is Jurong helping out, or Lao Junge robbing relatives, several people can be said to spare no effort and do not ask for anything in return, but now they are being looked at by people, Meng Ting is even more murderous in his eyes, and he looks like a cannibal, which is disgusting.

But that's fine, it's all up to your heart to save people, as long as you feel that you have gained something, even if you are empty-handed.

Qingshan said with a smile: "Little Zamao, it should be regarded as honing and honing the mind, as the saying goes, send the Buddha to the west, and after confirming the peace here in a few days, we will go down the mountain, how about it?"

Li Xiyang pursed his lips, he also had the same idea as the green shirt in his heart, he just complained about it, but when he said this, he seemed to be stingy, how could this work? He said: "Don't worry, if you can't let go of the Holy Maiden and Ye Wanwan, it's no problem to settle here, anyway, you have too many confidants to count, and it doesn't hurt to add a few more." ”

Fang Zhijian interjected, "Chen Yuzhi, I have to say that although I have four daughters-in-law, I am willing to bow down in terms of confidantes!"

Qingyi was helpless, how could he speak in a good manner, and suddenly pointed the finger at himself, thinking about it carefully, he didn't say anything wrong, but spending some saliva on his mouth is not as good as a real knife and a real gun, and he can't hurt his body, how can he admit defeat, and immediately said: "Little Zamao, you said that you wanted to go to the kiln that day, aren't you impatient? How can you be worthy of Miss Zhu who blocked a spear for you!"

Li Xiyang stood up, glared at the green shirt, and wanted to argue with it, but he sighed, then sat back in place, his eyes were lost, and said: "Why is there so much suffering in the world, why are the rivers and lakes so deceitful, it is often difficult for the suffering to die well, but the wicked can sit back and relax, the world is like this, how can there be peace......"

Chen Yuzhi deliberately mentioned Zhu Cijing, but he wanted to see Xiao Zamao's reaction, if he just argued with himself, it should be regarded as a relief. It's just that with his own understanding of Xiao Zamao, he definitely won't turn the page so easily, and it will be true after a try, but fortunately, this guy doesn't drill the horns, and he will say any doubts in his heart, so that's it.

"Little miscellaneous hair, you stand on a high place and look down on the mountains and rivers, and the low-lying and quagmire you see are suffering, and it is not the rivers and lakes that you deceive, but the hearts of the people. If the suffering in this life can be relieved, the blessings in the next life can still be Qi Tian, and if the good end is only based on one life, it is too short to say after all...... And we wander the rivers and lakes, not only to refine our hearts and minds, but also to make those who seem to be Zhu He difficult to rest!"

Li Xiyang grinned and quipped: "Little master, your path is getting higher and higher day by day, if you have nothing to do and go to a famous mountain to start a sect, it is estimated that the incense must be prosperous, not to mention anything else, female pilgrims are absolutely indispensable!"

Fang Zhijian laughed sheepishly, no one knew why he was so happy. The fire outside the main hall gradually dissipated, Meng Ting walked through the stone steps and frowned coldly, snorted lightly and left, Fang Zhijian said: "You two are also too good-tempered, if I meet this kind of guy, I always want to reward him with a few knives!"

Ye Wanwan walked to the bottom of the stone steps and asked, "Brother Fang, who do you want to reward with a few knives?"

The little devil sneered and said, "No, no, we're joking......

The green shirt and the robe looked at each other and smiled, they found that Fang Zhijian had a weakness, that is, he couldn't be ruthless with women, Ye Wanwan was so eccentric, and with three points of coquettishness, he was very good at dealing with cloth jackets, and the old saying that one thing descends one thing is really true. With the help of Grandma Zeng, Sang Zhi controlled the situation in Jiulong Mountain, and was already the nominal lord of the mountain gate, at this time she walked slowly and welcomed everyone into the main hall. The woman did not sit on the red felt platform, but sat side by side together, and she will never forget the friendship between birth and death.

Chen Yuzhi quipped: "Sang Zhi, how does the master of this sect feel?"

She smiled, shook her head, stretched out her jade hand, her thumb and index finger were slightly separated, and said, "I'm so happy...... However, Sang Zhizhi is not here, and if there is a suitable candidate in the future, he will abdicate and make way for Xian. Studying the way of the mechanism is what I yearn for. ”

Ye Wanwan was a little reluctant, these days' experience, accompanied by excitement in danger, is much more boring than the past, and suddenly it is dull, the little girl is still a little unaccustomed, she clenched her fingers and said: "Senior sister, people also want to go to the rivers and lakes......"

"Nonsense, you girl can't bear to leave me alone at the mountain gate?"

Ye Wanwan shook her head and sighed: "That's naturally unbearable, hey......"

Everyone laughed, the little girl is still young, and she will be able to share some responsibilities for Sang Zhi in the future, the holy woman stood up and said, "Chen Yuzhi, do me a favor after going down the mountain, okay?"

"Do we need to be polite to each other? But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Sang Zhi took out a few talismans and a few mountain thunders from his arms, and said: "Please help me blow up the hanging mountain elevator, Jiulong Mountain will not be able to escape from the world, so that you can keep quiet and save a lot of trouble." ”

Qingyi nodded, and said suspiciously: "Jiulong Mountain has no one to work hard, if you really want to escape the world, don't you, the holy woman, have to take the lead in planting seedlings?"

Sang Zhi smiled, took out a small brocade box from his arms, and said: "Have you forgotten the existence of a trap bird......? By the way, this wind shelter bead was seized from Shen Kuo's house, not from Jiulong Mountain, I don't know where it came from, it should be a thank you gift to repay you for robbing your relatives!"

Chen Yuzhi was not polite, stretched out his hand and took the small brocade box, and then stuffed it into his arms, but the word "robbing relatives" was a little strange, which made people think about it, he quipped: "Are you blaming me for ruining your good deeds......, right? If you can create such a miracle in the future, would you like to give me one?"

Several people have already had a fateful friendship and are familiar with each other, Sang Zhi hammered his fist on the chest of Qingshan, and said helplessly: "You guy, you always don't have a proper shape on weekdays! That Huangshan girl named Xiaoye can catch the moon with a sword, what do you want to do with birds?"

Speaking of Ye Xiangnan, Chen Yuzhi was speechless for a while, he didn't reveal his emotions, and said with a smile: "Some Wind Flower Snow Moon Imperial Sword always can't be used, but the trap bird can ......"

The two women were a little puzzled, and they didn't understand the meaning of Qingshan's words, but Xiao Zamao and Fang Zhijian understood, but they pretended to be confused and didn't break it, after all, there was still a bit of ridicule in these words.

At sunset, Chen Yuzhi sat on the top of the eaves, looking at the shelter beads in his hands, sometimes sighing, sometimes shaking his head. The little loach hovers over its shoulders as if it were napping.

Chen Yuzhi remembered that this wind protection bead was a treasure paid tribute by the clan in a certain year, and it was rumored that it could be worn to avoid the wind and sandstorm, but it was not known to be authentic, but it had been stored in the royal treasury...... And today it appeared in Jiulong Mountain, there is only one possibility, Chen Yuzhi was thoughtful, connected the cause and effect, and guessed probly, before Shen Kuo wanted to seize the spirit flag is true, and it is also true that he wants to kill himself, these must be Chen Jingxing behind the scenes, and the forced marriage of Laojun Pavilion is also the same, that Confucian first appeared in Jurong, the target is Jiulong Mountain, I think it should be the art of coveting the mechanism here......

Qingshan was helpless, he couldn't think of going away from the rivers and lakes and still couldn't escape the shackles of fate, that guy had been fiefdomed, but he was still not satisfied, he really didn't know what the charm of this country was, anyway, he wasn't interested in it, he stayed in the imperial city all day, what was the difference between it and the canary in the cage? With a long sigh, Li Xiyang didn't know when he also went to the eaves.

"Chen Yuzhi, what are your plans for the future?"

He put the wind beads into the small brocade box, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "How about accompanying you to visit the kiln?"

Xiao Zamao's cheeks were a little rosy, I don't know if it was due to the setting sun, he smiled so much that his eyebrows and eyes were squeezed together, nodded heavily, and said: "The first time I saw you in Jurong, I knew that I had a fate with you!"

"Xiao Zamao, why are you such a philistine, as soon as you hear the kiln, you will say such meaty words, go and go, don't disturb the purity of the master. ”

The robe stepped forward, one person sitting, one standing, and one snake napping. Li Xiyang comforted: "How can I say that I am also a cultivator, the bystander is clear, your careful thoughts, small grievances, I can see through, quiet can dispel irritability, harmony can turn evil, good can cure evil, mercy can seek good fortune, you are all-encompassing, like a lonely night lamp, fireflies and moths will naturally go forward and follow, think so much to do? If there is a good plan to solve, think about it, then think about it, and it is useless to work hard, isn't it a waste of thought...... I didn't expect that such a free and easy person as you would be full of sadness, but it surprised me a little, hey, the future is like the sea, and the future is long!"

Li Xiyang jumped off the eaves, his shirt was stunned, and he smiled. Now that the times are turbulent, the primary goal is to improve the realm of cultivation, so that he can find Yiren, and then he has to go to Jiangdong, he has many questions to ask Tao Tianming clearly, how to break the shackles of his nine products, and why does Xifeng wine have such a miraculous effect, so that he can break through to the secret realm in a short time.

A few days later, the winter rain was sassy, Sang Zhi and Ye Wanwan held an oil umbrella to send the green shirt and his party down the mountain, when parting, Ye Wanwan hoped to have a reunion day, Sang Zhi said: "Chen Yuzhi, I will give you a trap bird in the future!"

With the sound of the booming explosion, the hanging mountain elevator fell in all directions, falling between the mountains and fields, it is a pity that this huge project was blown up, how many manpower and material resources were destroyed in one fell swoop, and the long flow of history is like this, sewing and dismantling, dismantling and sewing, sewing and mending is a hundred years of life, and it has never changed.

Fang Zhijian returned to the eighteen chain dock, there are four beautiful girls in the family as companions, he doesn't want to go to the kiln, and the green shirt wants to go to Jiangdong, but he wants to go to Xiliang to see the remains of the Jiazi swordsman, so they parted ways at the foot of the mountain, the little devil was in a hurry, just said a word to find him in the eighteen chain dock if he was in trouble, and left in a hurry.

The little loach may have been in the dragon jade for a long time, and these days he has either been entrenched on the shoulders of the green shirt, or he has been looking for the little miscellaneous hair to see who has not blinked for a long time, and he has enjoyed it.

Jiangdong is also known as Jiangzuo, is the collective name of Jiujiang and Jianye in a section towards the northeast, Jiangdong culture is prosperous, economic wealth, Huiji, Danyang, Yuzhang, Luling, Lujiang, five counties in Sucheng water town is the most prominent, Xing is the climate is humid, the little lady here is the most fine skin and tender meat, such as the bud is delicate, shy with a little elegant, it is comparable to the place of Yangzhou, the literati and scholars are most fond of boarding the boat night tour of Sioux City, and then invite a few confidants, take a look at the beautiful scenery of the river, it is very pleasant.

The green shirt and the robe all the way to the east, boarded the boat, passed through the reeds, and finally flooded into the city of Suzhou, the boatman is an old man, has shown the color of the old dragon bell, so that the strength of the upper half of the incense, it is necessary to slow down, Chen Yuzhi simply took over the boat pole, constantly stirred up layers of waves in the river, and pushed forward like a shuttle between the surges, the boat galloped on the water, faster than the big boat with three or four people supporting the pole, the old man helped the hat, and said with a smile: " It's still young and good, the old man, I was also a good hand back then, the Dragon Boat Festival has never been lost, but the years are urging people to get old, and even this small boat can't hold it in a blink of an eye, if it wasn't for being idle at home and doing nothing, I wouldn't want to come out to breathe......"

Chen Yuzhi asked while stirring the long pole: "Uncle, don't you have an old companion by your side to spend your old age with?"

The boatman laughed, a little proud in his smile, but his face was helpless, and said: "It's not that the old woman is too nagging, so I came out to avoid the limelight, you are still young, you don't understand these trivial things of firewood, rice, oil and salt, when you are young, you feel that love is higher than the sky, you can give everything to love and know each other, but after a long time, you will find that the love you cherish has secretly become a respectful family affection, which is the most embarrassing...... Hey, whether it's boating or life, old man, I just hope that I can not forget my original intention, every year I urge people to grow old, although it is as unshakable as a mountain, but the backbone can not be bent, I will miss my wife and son when I come out, so it is good. ”

Su Cheng lived up to the name of elegance, the rowing old man said casually, so that the green shirt and Taoist robe were quite touched, the old man asked: "Young man, this is in Suzhou City, I don't know where you are going?"

Xiao Zamao was embarrassed to speak, and Chen Yuzhi shouted: "Uncle, I don't know how to go to Qinglou!"

The boatman was stunned for a long time, took the long pole with a smile, and said, "Hehehe, the old man is old, otherwise I will accompany you on a trip!"

Sucheng Qinglou is all over the place, I remember Lu Xiaoyin once said that more than half of the men in the country were killed and injured in the first war of Jianye, and those women who had no support had to become prostitutes. The old man introduced, the Xiaoxiang Building in this city is the most famous, although there is no Oiran, but the Qing Qi, the red Qi have a bit of appearance, if you are lucky enough to meet the braided people, just spend a little money and silver, you can "comb" a woman.

The two stepped on the stone steps along the river, the calves in the little miscellaneous robe trembled a little, Chen Yuzhi saw the clue, and said: "Don't panic, everyone has the first time, relax and have a good feeling!"

The Sioux City Trail extends near the water, with bluestone, gravel, Gray stone slabs abound, women squatting on the stone steps by the river to wash rice and vegetables, thousands of homes smoke curling, quite a quiet and peaceful taste, the two stepped into the Xiaoxiang alley, both sides are overcrowded, crowded abnormally, Chen Yuzhi is familiar with the men around him, the alley is crowded, if there are bustards and little ladies passing by, these people will pretend to be crowded, go forward to rub oil, and go to the front, the girl in Xiaoxiang Building has long been accustomed to it, but she is inexplicably rubbed with oil, and there will always be some displeasure in her heart.

Wearing a robe into the green building, it is also a small spectacle, the old bustard was also an oiran back then, relying on connections and many means to make the Xiaoxiang building rise, seeing the green shirt is magnificent, a gust of fragrant wind greeted it, the old bustard neckline with charm is still better than that of the young bustard, showing a large piece of spring light, holding Chen Yuzhi's arm, and said with a smile: "This handsome boy, but the first time to come to the small building to have fun?"

The little miscellaneous hair was in place like a wooden man, and he didn't know how to deal with such a fragrant scene, Chen Yuzhi easily hugged the old bustard's still slender and elastic willow waist, and said flatly: "Bring my brother here today to see and learn, but don't let the little master lose face!"

The regulars in the Xiaoxiang building know that this half-old likes to eat tender grass, if you have fun, it is not a problem to stick money and silver, seeing that the old bustard greeted the two little brothers to the wing room in the building, the little ladies were a little jealous, they had never seen such a handsome young man, so cheap the bustard, it was a pity.

In the wing, the old bustard sat on the lap of the green shirt, the posture was very indecent, the little miscellaneous hair shook her head, she blew the fragrant wind in Chen Yuzhi's ear, and said: "Son, do you want to try the eighteen martial arts of the slave family......"

Chen Yuzhi wanted to push this annoying bustard away, but in order to convince Xiao Zamao, he simply hugged the to the table, then pinched her chin, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, help me settle my brother first, how about it?"

The old bustard smiled, pretending to be shy, and her clumsy acting skills were a little unbearable, she threw an eyebrow at the green shirt and slowly walked out of the room.

Xiao Zamao breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Chen Yuzhi, this place is a little terrifying, why don't we leave......"

Chen Yuzhi lost his smile, looked stunned, and said: "It's just a scene, you can't escape today, you said that you want to refine your heart in the red dust, how can you go back on your word?"

Outside the alley, the men who were squatting and waiting to rub the oil avoided one after another, and a man in a brocade dress walked into the building, and the attendant blocked the door, only allowed to go out and not enter, which was quite arrogant. Seeing this, the old bustard greeted her, she didn't know this uncle, just looking at his words and deeds, she knew that he was a big man. The man in the brocade dress didn't say much, and went straight to the old bustard's half-exposed neckline, stuffed a stack of silver tickets, and said with a smile: "Charter!"