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Xi Fangping got into the carriage, and the rest was easy to do. Chen Jianchen thought that he would be a brainless scholar, but now that he looks at it, he is a very responsible filial son, and he can't help but have a good impression.

The two began to communicate, gossiping.

Suddenly, Xi Fangping stared at Chen Jianchen with blazing eyes and asked, "Brother Chen, there is always something I don't understand. ”

"Excuse me?"

"My father and you have never known each other, why would he give you a dream instead of giving me a dream directly?"

It seems that he is still a clear-headed person, and after reacting to it, he immediately thought of the crux of the matter.

Chen Jianchen shook his head: "To be honest, I don't understand this either. ”

The reason why it is difficult to explain is simply prevaricated with the word "I don't understand", anyway, the incident itself is real, and that is enough.

Xi Fangping frowned, always puzzled.

Chen Jianchen asked, "Brother Xi, if this dream is true, how will you deal with it?"

Xi Fangping rose angrily: "My father Pu Ne, if he is really bullied by evil ghosts, as a son of man, I will definitely go into the Yin Si alone to avenge my father." ”

"It's just that Yin and Yang are separated, and Brother Xi can't enter the door, what will it be?"

Xi Fangping was stunned and speechless.

Chen Jianchen smiled and said: "If Brother Xi really dares to risk his life and break into the Yin Si to seek justice, I can help you." ”

Xi Fangping was overjoyed, hurriedly thanked him, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and asked, "Brother Chen, doesn't he have a way to enter the Yin Division?" By the way, maybe my father took a fancy to this point, so he entrusted his dream to Brother Chen. ”

Chen Jianchen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to be able to come around so well, so he said: "I met a scholar in the past and was favored by him, so I was passed on some lowly skills. ”

- In this world, if there is any argument that is not on the table, as long as the Taoist monk is pulled out, it can be justified. Many people believe in the existence of monks' spells, and even those who are "silent and confused" admit it.

The method that Chen Jianchen mastered to enter the Yin Division originated from Ding Yin's teaching, and it was also simple, that is, to light a "can't smell the fragrance of chickens" around him, and then drive his mind, and the soul spirit could enter the unique Yin Si world.

This "can't smell the fragrance of chickens" belongs to the category of magic weapons, which is a unique auxiliary type of magic weapon, but it can only help people enter the world of yin, and it does not have much other functions. Moreover, this incense can only be used at night, and there are many taboos, such as the burning of incense, the soul of the person will return to the real world, and the sound of the rooster should not be heard during the lighting of the incense, otherwise it will be extinguished immediately, etc.

In order to ask Chen Jianchen to deal with Hou Qing, the god of Bijia Mountain, Ding Yin really made a bloody trip this time, not only presented a water-repellent bead, but also gave ten "can't smell the smell of chicken song".

Although this incense is not a rare treasure, it is also quite difficult to refine, and Ding Yin only has twenty stocks in his hands. Unexpectedly, when Chen Jianchen knew that there was such a good thing, he immediately opened his mouth and asked for ten.

If you want these incense, Chen Jianchen is useful, then again, it is always a bridge that can communicate between the yang world and the yin division, isn't it?

Knowing that Chen Jianchen had a way to enter the Yin Division, Xi Fangping thanked him again and again, and believed a little more about his father's dream.

The carriage galloped and arrived at the foot of Beacon Hill before sunset. At this time, the spring rain is still unstoppable.

Beacon Hill belongs to the existence of scenic spots, the population under the mountain is concentrated, as early as many years ago faintly formed a small bazaar-like existence, very lively, all kinds of shops are readily available.

Chen Jianchen paid the carriage and horse fare, and Xi Fangping began to climb the mountain with an umbrella - the peak season of Beacon Mountain is in winter, not to mention that it is now approaching dusk and it is raining, so there are almost no people who choose to climb the mountain at such a time.

After years of repair, Beacon Hill has already built a stone staircase road, winding up to the top, high and high, but not precipitous.

This is Chen Jianchen's second visit to Beacon Hill.

The first time, of course, was last year's outing, when the students of Minghua College and Qingxue College came together. At that time, except for Chen Jianchen, everyone else basically went up the mountain on a sliding pole.

Now at the foot of the mountain, there are still some coolies who rely on lifting sliding poles to make a living, and they have not collected their stalls and gone home, sitting together in twos and threes, waiting for the last business, and seeing Chen Jianchen and Xi Fangping coming, they have enthusiastically stepped forward to solicit business.

However, due to some special reasons, Chen Jianchen chose to climb the mountain on foot, and Xi Fangping certainly had no opinion.

So, the two of them took umbrellas and stepped forward.

The wind and drizzle, the paper umbrella was gone, and the two walked up the stairs, in the process, it was also a process of talking. For Xi Fangping, Chen Jianchen has a more comprehensive understanding -

In a word, pity the poor people in the world!

In the past, Chen Jianchen was also born in poverty, but he still had a hard-working mother who supported the whole family and supported his study fees, while Xi Fangping lost his mother since he was a child, and his father had a foot disease, which made him unable to do heavy work, so he had to work to subsidize the guy at a young age.

His childhood life was basically amplified by herding cattle.

This Xi Fang Ping has a resolute temperament and believes that reading is the only way out, so he often drives the cattle to the vicinity of the private school in the township to herd, and can listen to the sound of reading in the classroom while herding the cattle.

This self-learning experience reminded Chen Jianchen of Ying Ning, but the difference is that Ying Ning is more difficult to learn.

Through self-study, Xi Fangping was able to read and write, and when he grew up a little, he begged people to borrow books everywhere, not for reading, but for copying. You must know that the four books sold in the bookstore, as well as all kinds of annotations, are very expensive, and people who have no money cannot afford them.

If you want to read, you must first have a book, which is the main premise. If you can't afford to buy a book, you have to borrow it and copy it. Therefore, for poor readers, the experience of copying books is indispensable.

Xi Fangping used the cheapest yellow-edged woollen paper to copy books, and because he had to do things during the day, he had to copy them at night, because he couldn't light the lamp, so he could only copy them by the light of the moon.

Copying books under the moon, swaying into shadows, but it has nothing to do with all the poetry, it is just the struggle of an unyielding young man.

How bright can the moonlight be? Over time, it was inevitable that Xi Fangping suffered from myopia. Myopia is not shallow, according to Chen Jianchen's estimate, he does not have 500 degrees, but also 3500.

In fact, in the Tiantong Dynasty, there are not a few people who suffer from myopia, Chen Jianchen should be glad that although this body was weaker at the beginning, fortunately, there was no myopia.

Xi Fangping worked hard, the emperor lived up to his wishes, in the last year, that is, in the same year as Chen Jianchen, he also won the talent fame, which is a big breakthrough, since the previous road is as bright as a man-last year, he was twenty-five years old.

After being admitted to Xiucai, he was regarded as a daughter-in-law who had become a mother-in-law for many years, but he was unable to enter Minghua College because of family problems, and he wanted to write to make money this year and next year, improve his family situation, and even earn tuition. Unexpectedly, a catastrophe struck, and his father, who had been dependent on each other, died suddenly.

The death of his father, there are no close relatives in the world, which is not a big blow to Xi Fangping. Especially now that a Chen Jianchen suddenly ran out, saying that his father's death was very abnormal, and he was killed by evil ghosts, this was even more of a bolt from the blue, and at the same time, he aroused great anger in his heart, and he vowed in his heart to find out.

The mountain road is long, but Chen Jianchen is in good health, and Xi Fangping has also been a person who has been working since he was a child, not an ordinary scholar who has no power to restrain chickens, so the two of them can cope with it, and they don't need to rest all the way, and climb up.

Seeing Chen Jianchen walking like flying and not panting, Xi Fangping was also greatly admired. Although he also had a certain understanding of Chen Jianchen, somehow, in this academy student who suddenly came to his house to communicate, he always had a mysterious feeling of seeing flowers in the fog.

Not in the pool, or, can only be described by this word.

Xi Fangping didn't think too much, because no matter from which angle he looked at, Chen Jianchen had no reason to harm him.

The sun does not set on rainy days, but the twilight covers it indispensably, and the road is already slippery on rainy days, and it is even more difficult to walk when it is dark. Although the two of them had already prepared to take two rain-proof lanterns, it was inconvenient after all, so they had to speed up their pace and go up to the top of the mountain before dark.

As the twilight intensified, the rain intensified, and the sound of the rain hitting the surface of the oil-paper umbrella crackled. Chen Jianchen was carrying a bloody sandalwood book, windproof and rainproof, allowing the raindrops to fly, but he couldn't get close to him. In such a situation, it will definitely be surprising to be seen by someone who cares.

However, Xi Fangping beside him was only in a hurry, where did he notice this? Compared to Chen Jianchen, his body was wet with raindrops in many places, and he was blown by the mountain wind, and he was slightly trembling.

Finally, the two caught up to the top of Beacon Hill before dark, and when they looked around, they saw that the night was blank, and the wind and rain were mixed, and there was no third party except them.

It is said that many people feel that the evil sect is evil, so they dare not make a living on the top of the mountain for a long time, but during the day, there are individual hawkers who carry things up to sell, and when the time comes, they will carry the burden again.

Walking into the tea shed, Chen Jianchen vaguely saw that the poems he inscribed on the pillar that day had long been worn out and illegible because of the long-term wind and rain and no one to maintain them.

Where is the old man who sells tea? Chen Lang is here again today.

However, people are not things, he became famous in a poem that day, but there has been no new performance for a long time, and those reputations are probably almost blown away by the rain and wind.

Chen Jianchen smiled and called Xi Fangping, and the two sat on the stove where tea was made before, Chen Jianchen took out two "can't smell the smell of chickens" from the book, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Xi, are you ready?"

Xi Fangping nodded heavily and closed his eyes tightly.

Chen Jianchen no longer hesitated, took out the fire fold again, first inserted the two incense sticks, and then shook the flames in the wind, and lit the incense. In an instant, there was a curling smoke coming out of the incense burner.

The color of the smoke was golden, and it did not disperse, and it enveloped their bodies.

Chen Jianchen immediately closed his eyes as well, driving his thoughts, and the next moment, he felt that his soul was floating out and came to a wonderful world. 】