The breeze surrounded the trees, the wind and snow fell, Li Molan said goodbye to the young man in black, traveled west along the road, and appeared on the border west of Yongzhou a month later, the number of pursuers in the past month has become less and less, and he has been thrown off, so that he finally relaxed a lot, and was able to take time to meditate seriously to nourish his qi, and finally his injuries healed, in mid-January, Li Molan appeared next to a small town, and finally approached the destination Longqian Peak. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old green cow Li Molan asked it to wait for all the turmoil to come later, lest once the battle began to affect the old demon cow, the old green cow would simply go, but for some reason Li Molan always felt that if he needed it, it would appear immediately, and it was not just not a good heart.

The post road outside the town is full of pedestrians, this town has a good life, close to the mountain gate of Longqian Peak, as a big sect with a name and surname in Beihai, Longqian Peak can naturally attract countless people to worship the mountain every year, even if it is just a light, it can make this town prosperous, even if it is the deep winter season of heavy snowfall, there are still a lot of tourists, some young teenagers are sweating in the snow to practice fist and foot kung fu, a fist and a palm massage between the spirit is amazing, so that Li Molan looks at it differently.

Standing on the road outside the town, as she walked forward, Li Molan's good-looking eyebrows and eyes gradually narrowed, and she felt a little sharp, like sharp spikes.

Of course, this town has a lot to do with Long Qianfeng, and the town is full of tourists, and even a small half of the people are cultivators, although the strength is not high, almost all of them are in the early stage of the enlightenment realm, but it can also be impressive.

Li Molan looked at the misty snowy peak in the distance, strolling along the street, he still followed the old routine, covering his face with a hat and white veil, and was not recognized.

The white gauze is the equipment used by many people in the rivers and lakes, and they are basically the people of the rivers and lakes who are unwilling to reveal their appearance.

Walking along the street, there are merchants and travelers shouting on the side of the road, and the sound of bargaining is naturally endless, and other sounds come and go, Li Molan, who walked alone in the mountains for a month, listened, did not seem noisy, but felt cordial.

Next to the heavy snow official road, there are many vendors outside the town, selling wine, tea, melon seeds, and all kinds of sundries.

There are many tourists next to this kind of vendor, Li Molan stopped, picked up a book from the vendor's stall, and looked at the four big characters of the "Secret Book of the True Dao" with twitching at the corners of his mouth, thinking that the vendors here are also bold, although the Daomen will not care about this kind of ordinary people's affairs, but ...... Does anyone really buy it?

"Boss, is this book real?" Just beside Li Molan, a young man held a copy of "Hundred Grass Sword Compendium" with a confused expression, and looked at the stall owner.

The stall owner looked unfathomable, and said: "Shaoxia, this is a fairy masterpiece, it is the secret book of the Taoist Emperor Zizhai, which was copied by my ancestors with great effort, if you don't know the goods, you will leave, this book is only waiting for someone to pick it up, if you don't know the goods, it is too expensive, then you don't need to talk about it." ”

Ordinary businessmen rarely have the courage to slap a swollen face and fill a fat man, and the stall owner's hard words have the effect of wanting to catch the old man, the young man is immediately ready to buy it, his cultivation is not high, he is a cultivator in the early stage of the enlightenment realm, and he will play a trick of swordsmanship to ordinary people on weekdays, and now when he sees this "Hundred Herbs Sword Gang", his eyes suddenly straightened, and he couldn't move it, and he was immediately ready to dig out of his pocket.

Li Molan was silent on the side, feeling a little ridiculous and funny in her heart, and at the same time felt that this was really worrying about Shaoxia's IQ.

"How much?"

"Twenty taels. The stall owner smiled.

Before the young man could say anything, Li Molan had already shown a look of surprise, twenty taels of silver was a large amount, and ordinary people could use less than twenty taels a month, and this inferior and counterfeit broken book dared to sell it at this price, which really made him admire the stall owner's ambition.

"Cheap!" the young man slapped his thigh.

Li Molan didn't know what to say.

At this time, the young man suddenly showed embarrassment and said, "Boss, we can't come up with so much money for a while, why don't you ...... Excuse me?"

The stall owner said solemnly: "Fate has not arrived, but unfortunately it is a pity, this is just a lonely book, Shaoxia, your fate has not arrived." ”

Shaoxia held the "Hundred Grass Sword Gang" with a remorseful face, looking distressed, and suddenly turned his head to see Li Molan beside him, and asked, "This brother, do you have any money left?"

Li Molan was slightly stunned and nodded.

Shaoxia pleaded with a pleading face: "Brother Tai, can you borrow me twenty taels for urgent use, I am willing to use this "Hundred Grass Sword Compendium" as collateral, and then get enough silver taels and then ask for it back from Brother Tai, during this period, feel free to let you look through it, I have no opinion! If Brother Tai has practiced this peerless swordsmanship, I also sincerely congratulate him!"

Li Molan looked stunned.

The stall owner looked at the two of them indifferently, and then said to Li Molan lightly: "Fate is here, see if this guest dares to pick it up!"

Of course, Li Molan saw the acting skills of these two people, although he was already lively and perfect, but after all, he had been rolling in the red dust for three years with the dry wine poem, and he had never seen any routines, so he suddenly said with a cold face: "What are you guys going to be stupid for?

Righteous words.

Shaoxia was not annoyed when he saw that his acting skills were recognized, and said with a smile: "Brother Tai, you are also a person in the rivers and lakes, it is better to try your luck, you must know that many precious treasures are lost to mortals because they don't know the goods." ”

The stall owners of the stalls next to him laughed, and a stall owner beckoned to Li Molan, who was wearing a hat, and said: "Little brother, his "Baicao Sword Gang" is indeed his only one here, but my "Yubei Immortal Sutra" and "Haoran Knife" knife books are sold here by me, and everyone has assigned them separately, are you interested in taking a look?"

The stall owner who sold the Baicao Sword Gang glared at him and scolded him twice, Li Molan smiled slightly when he arrived, and said, "One or two pieces of silver, let's have a few copies to see." ”

The eyes of the stall owners around him lit up, as if they had seen a distinguished customer, and quickly took out a few relatively new copies from the goods behind him, and came forward with a smile.

In fact, these books are just fooling some fledgling donkey chicks, most of them are bullshit books that can't be sold, and they don't cost anything, and they don't suffer a loss if they can get ten pennies, let alone sell them for one or two silver?

One by one, they thought to themselves, where did this come from?

Li Molan smiled without saying a word, and put those books under his armpits, and those vendors did not forget to slap their beards at this time, saying that the little brother would inevitably become a kendo master in the future, and he could compete with that sword idiot and sword maniac, and his face bloomed with a smile.

The young man of the Enlightenment Realm who had entered the drama before also came up and smiled a few words of flattery, the cultivator of the Enlightenment Realm in this town is not valuable, he wants to continue to mix in this town, and if he opens the mountain gate again in the coming year, he naturally needs to find a little means of survival here.

Li Molan asked casually: "I'm going to stay here for a few days, there are many inns in the town, which one is more suitable?"

This skillful young man said without hesitation: "Then go back to the inn, the time-honored brand, the proprietress has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and you can also eat on credit at her side between coming and going, as long as you make up for it later, but how many people have not come back to make up for the arrears for so many years, and the return inn has not changed its taste, the proprietress is not short of money, and she is happy if someone is willing to live." ”

Li Molan thought to himself that this evaluation was really not low, but this was not his primary question, he asked again: "I want to go to Longqian Peak to find someone, is there any safe way?"

The young man frowned and said: "I'm afraid it's not good, Long Qianfeng doesn't allow outsiders to enter at will, at least famous people can enter, and it's not easy to see the people in Long Qianfeng, after all, not everyone can shout out, it's best to have some tokens." ”

After thinking about it, the young man persuaded again: "Brother Tai, Long Qianfeng has not opened the mountain gate these days, and the entire mountain gate entrance is hidden in the formation, and outsiders have no trace to find it, so I'm afraid you have to wait." ”

Li Molan thanked him earnestly, and then walked into the town.

There are a lot of vendors in the town, and cultivators can be seen everywhere, but the scene here is very different from that of Songzhou in Yongzhou, and it is a little unimaginable that the cultivators here actually help in the small shops of mortals in order to make a living.

Some children are happily playing in the snow, and the shops on the street are full of merchants and travelers.

There are bare willow trees hanging down the sides of the street, and the branches are stars and snow, interlaced with the dark brown bark, like ink dripping from white rice paper.

It didn't take long for Li Molan to cross a few streets and come to the door of the return inn, the inn is not big, but it is very clean, there are not many guests inside, and they are all well-cultivated, and they will consciously lower their voices when they talk, unlike other inns that feel noisy as soon as they enter.

Li Molan walked into the inn, and a woman in her thirties and forties who still had the charm of a stepped forward and said with a coquettish smile: "Guest officer, stay in the hotel?"

Li Molan nodded and said, "It's troublesome for the boss lady to arrange it." ”

The proprietress has a graceful figure, and there is a faint charm between her steps, and she was probably also a beautiful woman back then, but I don't know why there seems to be no boss in the store, and I don't know if she is unmarried or widowed for life, which makes Li Molan a little curious.

Just curious, Li Molan followed the proprietress into the store and asked, "Boss, why is your store more deserted than other inns?"

The proprietress snorted and said: "The old lady has a black heart, she lives in the old lady's shop for one night, and she will be poor and white the next day, and she can't find out who did it. ”

When the rest of the guests heard what the proprietress said to Li Molan, they couldn't help but smile a little on their faces, obviously not the first time they had heard it, and they were all frequent customers of this inn.

Li Molan smiled without saying a word, followed the proprietress upstairs, and asked, "Boss, have you been here for many years?"

"It's only been decades. The proprietress said.

Li Molan thought to herself, you are just an ordinary person, and you are not a cultivator, how old are you.

So he said, "Decades? Twenty years at most, right?"

The proprietress still snorted, did not continue to talk about this topic, and sneered: "Whatever you little chick thinks." I see that you also came to Longqian Peak to seek the Tao? Then you can stay for a while, the next time Longqian Peak opens the mountain gate will be three months, and you have to live until the end of the year. ”

Li Molan smiled: "It's really pleasant to live in an inn with such a beautiful proprietress in the inn." ”

The proprietress smiled coquettishly, even more demagogic than the smiles of many young women.

She looked at Li Molan's white veil and hat covering her face with a smile, and said coquettishly: "You little boy, your voice is good, and your mouth is sweeter." (To be continued.) )