On the northbound road, the wind and waves are calm.

The Daquan Dynasty has prospered in martial arts, in recent decades, only the border army has bullied others, the Northern Jin Dynasty in the south, and the Southern Qi in the north, have suffered a lot, if it weren't for the three princes wrestling their wrists, fighting for the dragon chair, almost all of them are about to be clear, involving a lot of energy of the great prince, so that the eldest son of the Liu family who sits in the north has to suspend an established northern expedition, so as not to accidentally lay down the territory of the Southern Qi Dynasty for thousands of miles, and his vitality is also greatly injured, losing the general momentum, isn't it to make a wedding dress for the new emperor of Mirage City?

There were also four or five small states bordering the east and west, and the monarch of one of them regarded himself as a nephew and respectfully called Liu Zhen, the emperor of Daquan, as his uncle, and the other was directly reduced to the Daquan domain.

The team stopped every thirty miles to wash the nose of the war horse, and at this time, Yao Zhen would leave the carriage and go to chat with Chen Ping'an.

After coming and going, his grandson Yao Xianzhi became familiar with Chen Ping'an, but this piece of "Yao's Jade" was very restrained in front of Chen Ping'an.

Yao Xianzhi is only fourteen years old this year, but he has been in the border army for three years, and became an official scout in the second year, and then he was promoted to the captain of the army by virtue of his military merits.

Yao Xianzhi made no secret of his admiration for Chen Ping'an, when he was in the valley, he was chased and killed by two mountain monks, it was Chen Ping'an who was born out of thin air, saved his grandfather Yao Zhen and other border army disciples, and beat the terrible grandmaster wearing manna armor with one punch, and retreated, facing a terrifying sword cultivator with infinite killing power, he was even more comfortable with it.

Yao Xianzhi said to Chen Ping'an, and later heard Yao Lingzhi say that Chen Ping'an's feat in the inn, and killed Shen Guogong's son on the spot with three punches, and dared to confront Li Li, the palm seal of the imperial horse supervisor, Yao Xianzhi admired more and more, and he couldn't wait to feed Chen Ping'an every day.

Chen Ping'an's impression of Yao Xianzhi is very good, the bloody battle in the valley, and the resolute eyes of the young man in armor are still fresh in people's memories.

It's just that Yao Xianzhi is probably trying to get close to him, and he will always have nothing to say, and often pop up some jokes that are not very funny, such as the Southern Qi in the north, the Northern Jin Dynasty but in the south, and also said that some writers who are good at writing poems are most yearning for the Yao family iron horse in the Daquan border army, among which there is a poetry giant, who wants to exchange poetry for a first-class war horse, and his grandfather refused, so he held a grudge, and after going back, he slandered the Yao family border army in Beijing for ten years, Yao Xianzhi swore that when he came to Mirage City, he must meet that gentleman.

Chen Ping'an doesn't talk much, but he doesn't get bored.

Among Yao's generation, Yao Lingzhi, who has the most martial arts talent, has a complicated perception of Chen Ping'an, both grateful and awe-inspiring, and still a little unconvinced in his heart, and he is a young girl at a young age, so he is reluctant to follow Yao Xianyi to Chen Ping'an's side.

Chen Ping'an had ridden a horse before, in the lotus flower blessed land, and had accompanied the old Taoist to ride a donkey, so he knew that Mr. Storyteller and Romance, those so-called thousands of miles a day, are all Mongolian, the general secular dynasty, the post station to pass the military information box book of the eight hundred miles of urgency, it can indeed be done, but it needs to be replaced and changed horses, and there is no need to be responsible for hitting and killing people on the post road, just running down like this, often hurting the horse very seriously, even if the horseshoe is nailed, it may still directly run the horse's hooves to rot.

The officials of the post station along the way, as well as the local county yamen where the post station is located, are very concerned, after all, it is the general of the levy word, the old master of the Yao family's iron cavalry, and this is not a disarmament and return to the field, but went to Beijing to serve as the secretary of the military department, the Son of Heaven relied on, from the pillar of the border pass to the pillar of the court, the old general Yao stretched out a little thumb, it is estimated that he can twist a few small county orders, who dares not to take it seriously?

Yao Zhen ushered in the send-off, tired of socializing, not to mention how enthusiastic he was about the local officials, but he never showed the slightest arrogance, and almost would not refuse any of the banquets of the assassins, as for the warm invitation of the county guard, he would occasionally excuse himself, of course, the county order did not have the courage to open a banquet for a book without authorization.

Chen Ping'an would not participate in these banquets, Pei Qian wanted to sharpen his head and drill into it, but once after listening to Yao Xianzhi tell the names of those dishes, he began to be greedy and drooling. The strange thing is that Yao Zhen will bring Yao Lingzhi and Yao Xianzhi every time, but he ignores Yao Jinzhi, who seems to treat the carriage as a deep mansion compound.

This time, passing through an infamous county town, it turned out to be a posture of sweeping the streets in the pure land, Chen Ping'an still did not participate in it, but just took Pei Qian and Zhu Yong to leave the post station, planning to buy some trivial items, such as a hosta. But Yao Jinzhi left the post house for the first time and wanted to go shopping with Chen Ping'an and them.

She is still wearing the skirt and neck of the Yasu hat, in fact, the team stayed before, as long as there are no outsiders present, Yao Jinzhi will take off the hat, Chen Ping'an has seen her face many times, she is indeed beautiful, her posture is better than the right side of the women's sword fairy Sui, following Zhu Yong's joke, Miss Yao's appearance is so captivating, in the lotus flower blessed land he Zhu Yong has been a powerful blessing for decades, I have not been able to meet one, I heard that there was a little girl named Tong Qingqing in Jingxin Pavilion, I don't know if it can be comparable to Yao Jinzhi, at that time Chen Ping'an nodded and said yes.

Zhu Yong said that the color of women in the world, if it is calculated in 100 yuan, then Yao Jinzhi and Tong Qingqing should have more than 90 yuan.

Chen Ping'an didn't want to talk about other people's looks behind his back, and he only had one thought in his heart, that is, these women were born perfectly, but they were just 100 yuan, and in his heart, Miss Yao was Gu Yu money, gold essence and copper money.

So Chen Ping'an met a girl like Yao Jinzhi, and he just met.

Chen Ping'an wants to buy hairpins, Yao Jinzhi said that there is a children's alley in the county town, specializing in selling antiques and treasures, she followed a certain grapevine, and wanted to find Wadang over there, and an ancient New Year's money called Huaijing, Zhu Yong likes to be weird, as for Pei Qian, as long as it is a valuable object, she likes it, she wants it, just follow Chen Ping'an's side, like a natural yin owl temperament, to grind off most of it, all day long only begging Chen Ping'an to let her be the bookkeeper, just like Zhong Kui in the inn, even if there is only a few taels of silver in her pocket, she is satisfied。

Chen Ping'an ignored her at all, she had ten yuan on her waist, and she would make a ring, and she was talking about Pei Qian.

In order to welcome Yao Town, this county town spent a lot of thought, Yao Jinzhi on the way to Children's Lane, explained the reason to Chen Ping'an, the county guard is from the Yao family's border army, by chance, after quitting the border army, he began to climb in the local career, and heard the third master of the inn say that he was a very ambitious young man back then.

Walking into the children's alley of the very long street, there are all kinds of shops, in addition to the serious shops, there are also a number of burdens, poor and sour talents, most of them are in the middle of the family, ghostly and ghostly, most of them are the objects in the baggage are not coming from the right way, and they have taken the number of side doors, or they are simply gentlemen on the beam.

On the street, these can not be on the table of the burden of trading, Chen Ping'an felt very interesting, after the two sides have the intention to buy and sell, they will go to a secluded corner, do not talk about money, only in the big sleeve to compare the price, Yao Jinzhi said with a smile that this move is jokingly called "the cage pair", in addition to the unique gesture about the symbol of copper coins and silver, the number is also exquisite, the index finger socket into a hook shape is nine, the index finger middle finger is stacked as ten.

In this children's alley, Chen Ping'an and the three of them have their own gains, except for Pei Qian.

Yao Jinzhi got what he wanted, and bought a bunch of ancient copper coins from all dynasties, known as a famous spring, the price is high and low, this is nothing, when Yao Jinzhi found a few tiles in a small shop, there are gluttonous patterns, there are auspicious words, and a complete set of four gods tiles, even through the white veil of the hat, Chen Ping'an can feel her surprise.

After going out, she took out an extra package, and Chen Ping'an said a kind word to help carry it, but Yao Jinzhi quickly refused.

Zhu Yong bought two copies of the talented and beautiful woman dressed in the coat of Zhiwei.

Chen Ping'an bought a white jade dragon hairpin, plain, no seal, the dragon pattern is simple and smooth, Chen Ping'an fell in love at first sight, but felt a little expensive, the shopkeeper actually offered eighty taels of silver, saying that this is the handwriting of a jade-making master in the previous dynasty, but there is no payment, otherwise three hundred taels will not be sold. If it was when Da Sui was studying, Chen Ping'an would turn around and leave, and before today, he would still buy it by gritting his teeth.

Fortunately, Yao Jinshang went to say something, and cut the price to thirty taels of silver, which roughly means that he has a collection of a hand-me-down jade carving of that family, which is a daffodil, which is called Linglong KitKat, for this person's carving technique, she is very familiar, and the material of the dragon hosta is belittled, and the shopkeeper is speechless, and he struck the price for the lady of the family, and sold the hosta to Chen Ping'an.

Out of the shop, Chen Ping'an took the small brocade box, first thanked Yao Jinzhi for his help in bargaining, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If you say this to Miss Yao, why do you think that this hairpin, thirty taels of silver is not worth it?"

Yao Jinzhi was silent for a moment, and when she walked away from the shop, she laughed softly: "The hairpin is really the work of the jade, not to mention three hundred taels of silver, five hundred taels are worth collecting, and this person respects those who are not good in jade, your hairpin is of excellent material, so good that he thinks that it is 'the best jade material, and the kun knife does not dare to fall on the face of the beauty'." It's just the beautiful jade in the world, whether it's good or not, everyone can see how good it is, it's hard to say, not to mention that everyone has different tastes, and it's difficult to have a conclusion. ”

Zhu Yong smiled and nodded, I don't know whether to appreciate Yao Jinzhi's knowledge, or to recognize the attitude of the jade towards Meiyu.

Chen Ping'an put the brocade box in his sleeve and asked with a smile: "Miss Yao really has that jade carved narcissus?"

Yao Jinzhi said with a smile: "Those words are all copied from books. ”

That's nothing.

Pei Qian rolled her eyes, she originally thought that she would pat her more in the future, maybe one day Yao Jinzhi would be happy, so he would give her the daffodil jade carving.

Yao Jinzhi said again: "The rhetoric is indeed in the book, but that jade carving is one of my little aunt's dowry." ”

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to smile politely.

At this point, Miss Yao is actually quite similar to her younger brother Yao Xianzhi, but the Tao is deeper than him, so it is not too embarrassing.

It can be seen that in fact, Yao Jinzhi is not difficult to get along with.

Pei Qian had already begun to slap his beard, and Jiao Didi asked: "Sister Yao, are you tired, I'll help you carry the package, right?" I am very familiar with carrying things, I carry them all the way, and I promise not to break your treasures." ”

Yao Jinzhi shook his head with a smile, and the white gauze of his hat swayed gently.

Pei Qian was a little disappointed, but he still didn't want to give up, "Then Sister Yao, when you feel tired, you must tell me, this alley is still more than 5,600 steps away from the post station, Sister Yao, your legs are long, about 4,700 steps are about the same." ”

Yao Jinzhi had to nod.

What a quirky little girl.

The four of them walked in the bustling children's alley, and Zhu Yong lowered his head and asked with a smile: "Do you remember the number of steps so clearly?"

Pei Qian sighed and said, "I'm bored, I won't spend money anyway, so I have nothing to do, what else can I do." ”

Zhu Yong laughed.

In the twilight, returning to the post station and going to the courtyard at the back, Chen Ping'an found that Lu Baixiang and Sui had found a chessboard out of nowhere, and were playing in a small pavilion, and Wei Xian was watching the battle.

Chen Ping'an walked into the pavilion, and just decided the winner, Lu Baixiang won a small victory.

Sui's right side played chess with great killing power and momentum, and Lu Baixiang, as a man, was not as decisive as Sui's right.

Zhu Yong also came here, and Sui said goodbye to Chen Ping'an on the right side and left. Lu Baixiang invited Zhu Yong to fight, and the rickety old man smiled and shook his hand, saying that he was a stinky chess basket and did not dare to show ugliness. When Wei Xian cast Lu Baixiang's gaze, he said that he was not even a stinky chess basket, he didn't understand it at all, he was just idle, and he wanted to know the outcome of the chess game between the two.

When no one was playing chess, Wei Xian left, followed by Zhu Yong.

Only Chen Ping'an and Lu Baixiang who cleaned up the chessboard were left.

Chen Ping'an leaned on the railing, drank the green plum wine in the sword raising gourd, Lu Baixiang twisted his fingers with two fingers, and quickly put it into the chess box, even if it was just such an inconspicuous action, but with the crisp sound of the chess pieces bumping and knocking, it was not boring, but somewhat pleasing to the eye.

Chen Ping'an admired.

If it weren't for the fact that he really didn't have a talent for playing chess, and he felt that talking about his hands was too time-consuming, he would delay his practice of boxing and swords, otherwise Chen Ping'an really wanted to think about how to play chess.

Yao Jinzhi came belatedly, and she took off her hat in the post station, and after sitting down, she said to Lu Baixiang, who had almost finished cleaning up the chess pieces: "Mr. Lu, let's talk about a game?"

Lu Baixiang glanced at the sky and said with a smile: "It is estimated that it will be a fierce battle, playing chess after dark, I am fine, but I don't know if Miss Yao will be able to see the chess game clearly?"

Yao Jinzhi nodded and said: "The fifteenth full moon, with the help of the moonlight, you should be able to barely see clearly, Mr. Lu doesn't have to worry about this." ”

Guess first.

Lu Baixiang holds white, and Yao Jinzhi holds black.

Chen Ping'an stood up, looked at the first move of the two sides, and didn't understand the depth of profit and loss, so he returned to the bench, sat cross-legged, and drank slowly.

Because there are two big springs in the team to worship, Chen Ping'an is reluctant to reveal the details of the "ginger pot", so he is not very happy to drink during the day, after all, the monks and martial arts masters are sharp-eyed, and they may be able to see the clues in a posture of holding the pot and raising their arms. Chen Ping'an traveled thousands of miles, and unconsciously, when he came back to his senses, Yao Jinzhi had already left, and Lu Baixiang was there to clean up alone.

Lu Baixiang said with a smile while packing up the chess pieces: "I hope that one day, I can go to the White Emperor City located among the colorful clouds to have a look." It's a 'first to play chess in the world', which is fascinating. ”

Chen Ping'an blurted out: "I have a ...... Students, you are very good at chess, and you can meet in the future. ”

The young Cui Yun, or Cui Dongshan, is a big player who once talked with the city lord of White Emperor City for ten games.

However, admitting that Cui Dongshan is his disciple still makes Chen Ping'an a little helpless, after all, he can't be said to be a friend.

Lu Baixiang didn't take it too seriously, whether it was Sui on the right side, or Yao Jinzhi, two games of chess didn't allow him to exert seven or eight points of strength on the chessboard mountain, but Sui really lost on the right, but Yao Jinzhi hid her chess strength, but even if she tried her best, she still lost. For his high chess strength, Lu Baixiang is almost conceited, in that distant river and lake for a hundred years, as the ancestor of the Demon Sect, Lu Baixiang, in addition to martial arts, is also invincible in chess.

What Lu Baixiang was really curious about was that Chen Ping'an was not very old, and he was not a Confucian disciple in this vast world, but he actually had a student disciple.

After chatting a few words about the customs of the county, Lu Baixiang went to return the chessboard box, and Chen Ping'an stayed alone in the pavilion.

It was the end of autumn, and according to the team's itinerary, they arrived at the ferry port outside Mirage City, which was almost in winter.

I heard that after heavy snow in Mirage City, it is a rare beauty in the world.

Chen Ping'an's mood is peaceful, the martial arts, compared to the expectations when he just left the Inverted Hanging Mountain, ten years later, he will enter the seventh realm, that is, the golden body realm, the progress has been extremely fast, far beyond imagination, thanks to the two life and death battles inside and outside the Flying Eagle Castle, there is also a series of battles between the lotus flower blessed land and the border inn behind, not only successfully entered the five realms, but also has a strong foundation, even if he breaks the bottleneck now and enters the six realms in one fell swoop, Chen Ping'an will not feel frivolous.

Not to mention the seed autumn among them, the rest such as the Jindan monk with the crown of five mountains on his head, Ding Ying, the first person in the blessed land, Li Li, the palace guard of the Daquan Dynasty, Chen Ping'an, which one won easily?

Chen Ping'an couldn't believe how difficult it was for the Six Realms to enter the Seven Realms, and what kind of opportunity and background were needed. After the Seven Realms, there is the Feather Realm, also known as the Far Journey Realm, a pure martial artist who really ascends to the sky in one step, and can travel far away against the wind like an immortal on the mountain.

The nine realms of pure martial arts, plus the true end of secrecy, are a total of ten.

Among them, the eighth realm travels far away, and Chen Ping'an is the most yearning.

In the cold and clear night, Chen Ping'an, who was practicing sword qi even on horseback, was rarely lazy, just sitting in the pavilion drinking in a daze.

It wasn't until Yao Zhen and his granddaughter Yao Jinzhi came for a walk that Chen Ping'an stood up and found that the old man's face was not very good-looking, Yao Jinzhi said softly: "The county guard here, at the banquet, only chatted with grandpa about the past on the battlefield, grandpa drank and enjoyed himself, but the county guard was in private, but he sent someone to send a heavy gift to the post station, which means that he hopes that after grandpa enters Beijing, he will take care of his protégé in the court, which makes grandpa angry." ”

Yao Zhen patted his knee lightly, looked lonely, and said with emotion: "I want to be a good young man back then, full of vitality, upright, never timid in battle, how did I get to the officialdom, but in more than ten years, it has changed so much." ”

Yao Jinzhi said with a smile: "Grandpa, ten years is not short. Wu Sha's mood changed, and Huang Ge had a new look. ”

Yao Zhen snorted coldly, "Painting snakes to add to your feet! In the temple, don't think that I can help this kid say half a sentence against his will." ”

Yao Jinzhi asked with a smile: "Could it be that if he doesn't give gifts, grandpa, you will say good things for him because of the friendship you have saved in the past?" Obviously not, since he can't do it horizontally and vertically, he might as well gamble, bet grandpa, you know that the officialdom can't help yourself, and you have to follow the customs of the country, and after gambling grandpa enters the yamen of the main military department, you must attract a group of old people in the army, so as not to be excluded by the Beijing officials and nobles. When the time comes, I am isolated and helpless, and the situation is compelling, and my grandfather may be the first name he remembers, which is the local county guard. ”

Yao Zhen smiled bitterly.

Chen Ping'an didn't interject, but the grandfather and grandson were willing to say these crooked officialdom rules in front of outsiders, and Chen Ping'an only regarded it as a hard-to-buy knowledge, and he heard it in his ears.

As long as you cross the buried river that crosses the territory of Daquan, it is equivalent to half of the road to the north.

The Yao family team stayed at a post house on the south bank of the buried river at dusk, only half a mile away from the buried river.

The hard dish on the dinner table, the carp buried in the river is a must, the carp in this big river, the golden scale and red tail, whether it is steamed, sweet and sour or braised in the red, there is no meat smell at all, it is extremely delicious, and it is one of the tributes of the Daquan Dynasty.

It's a pity that the famous buried river water temple is a little far away from the post station and the ferry, separated by more than 300 miles, the literati of several countries in history have left precious ink treasures on the wall of the water temple, which can be traced back to six hundred years ago at the earliest, and there are even many poems and poems of great writers in different eras singing and, one after another, one question and one answer, complementing each other, as well as the secret competition of the same theme, coupled with the comments of later generations of Shilin celebrities, making a water temple shine, the literary brilliance is gorgeous, the richness of the literary fortune, it is even more exaggerated than the Confucian Temple of Mirage City。

The walking team was divided into three groups, Yao Zhen and Chen Ping'an walked side by side, and Pei Qian followed behind with a walking stick.

Two Daiquan worshippers who served as monks in the army stayed with Yao's "Three Ones".

The two monks are a pair of Taoist masters and apprentices, because of this sneak, they did not wear eye-catching Taoist robes, but hung the border army-style waist knife to hide people's eyes and ears. Along the way, the master and apprentice were alienated from everyone, and the young Taoist priest was born with a face like a crown of jade, with a gentle temperament, like a noble son who walked out of Zhong Ming's Ding Food House.

Wei Xian, Zhu Yong, Lu Baixiang, and the four people on the right of Sui rarely appeared together.

Yao Zhen likes to get along with Chen Ping'an, although most of the time Chen Ping'an doesn't talk much, the old general who is not smiling in the family and the army, when he comes to Chen Ping'an, he talks a lot. At this time, he was introducing Chen Ping'an to the rank of the gods of the mountains and rivers of the Daquan Dynasty, in addition to the gods of Wuyue, the god of water in this buried river was the highest, and he was a great prince, who could not only open up a mansion, but also have the same specifications as the secular vassal kings.

It's just that the Water God's Mansion is closed all the year round, and the buried river water god almost has no contact with the world, and in the past two hundred years, only a few times has revealed his true body, and in general, he has always been like a cloud and mist dragon, looming. Because the incense is too prosperous, and it is better than the most orthodox and noble Wuyue deity, every temple fair, hundreds of thousands of people from the north and south gather on the bank of the buried river, so that the statue of the golden god enshrined in the water temple seems to be in the mist all year round.

Yao Zhen laughed loudly: "As long as there is a drought, His Majesty the Emperor will come to the water temple to pray for rain, even if he can't come in person, he will send a Liu clan relative to the south with the Ministry of Rites. ”

When Yao Zhen said this, Chen Ping'an began to regret that he couldn't pass by the Water Temple, otherwise he could drink green plum wine and write what he saw and heard on the bamboo slips with a carving knife.

Walking four or five miles downstream, they met an old man who was squatting on the riverbank and looking at the river in a daze.

Yao Zhen looked back at the old man, who nodded slightly, and the old general strode towards the old man.

The old man looked wooden but physically strong, but he was frightened by the battle of these people in Yao Town, he stood up in a panic, his Adam's apple moved slightly, he swallowed his saliva, and after shouting out to the official master cowardly, he didn't know how to deal with it, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Yao Zhen shouted big brother, asking the old man not to be nervous, and casually asked him where he lived and what his livelihood was, the old man didn't dare to hide it, and answered honestly one by one, and the final answer was surprising, it turned out that the old man was not only a crop man, but also a corpse collector, and he needed to often wander around the buried river, according to the old rules handed down, calling himself a water ghost.

Yao Zhen was curious, and asked in detail about the water ghost and the corpse, the old man was a little hesitant, he should have felt that this matter was difficult to say, for fear that these nobles would not like it after hearing it, Yao Zhen was kind words and comfort, the old man said something about this folk custom intermittently, and there are really many unknown doorways, it turned out that these boatmen who called themselves water ghosts were paid to find the corpse in the river, or they met the corpse, and salvaged it, and someone rushed to hear the news, and they should not take the initiative to ask for money, and if you don't want to ask for a meal, you will be unlucky to keep it.

Yao Zhen and Chen Ping'an both looked at the good face, after the old man started to talk, he gradually lost his restraints, and the vague Daquan official words became more and more smooth, and took the initiative to talk to Yao Zhen about the importance of scooping up the corpse, between words and expressions, the simple old man also had a smile, "My lord may not know, the man fell into the water and died, he must be leaning on the water, and the aunt is on his back, without exception, when he looks at the shore, he knows whether it is a man or a woman." After pulling ashore, if no one comes to collect the body, you have to help bury it in a place not far from the temple of the water god, and then go to the temple to put three sticks of incense on your head, ask for a red cloth outside the temple, and tie it to your wrist, even if you do a good deed, there will be good rewards in the future. ”

The old man glanced at the buried river, his face became heavy, "But there are two kinds of fishing, one is standing upright in the river after death, whether it is a man or a woman, it is not something we can fish, the hair is floating on the river, I can't see the face clearly, no matter how much money is paid, we don't dare to go." And then there are some yellow flower girls who committed suicide in the river, if the bamboo pole is fished three times, but they can't catch the boat, we can't care anymore, as long as we get our hands, no one can have a good reward. ”

Pei Qian listened to it with relish at first, but later she heard that her scalp was troublesome, and she didn't dare to look at the buried river again.

The old man stretched his brows, smiled honestly, "If you don't become a water ghost one day, you have to find a big time to come to this shore to wash your hands, which can be regarded as saying hello to the water god." ”

Yao Zhen nodded and asked, "How many people have been picked up by my brother for so many years?"

The old man thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I can't remember clearly." ”

Yao Zhen said in a deep voice: "Good people have good rewards, old brother Mo should feel that the business of collecting corpses is dishonorable, and it is very good to accumulate virtue and do good." ”

The old man smiled and said, "The old man must be a good official, the old man of the blue sky." ”

This is already the most attentive and hard-working compliment of the old man.

It was not early, and Yao Zhen said goodbye to the old man with a smile.

Chen Ping'an said that he would stay a little longer.

In the end, only the old man who fished the corpse, Chen Ping'an, Pei Qian and Zhu Yong, and everyone else returned to the post house.

Zhu Yong continued to walk downstream.

Chen Ping'an sat next to the old man and handed over the wine gourd with a smile, "Can the old man drink?"

The old man hurriedly waved his hand, "Son, don't mess with good things, keep it for yourself." ”

Chen Ping'an stretched out his arm, "That's to be able to drink." ”

The old man still didn't dare to take the wine jug, Chen Ping'an laughed softly: "Uncle may not believe it, I am also from a poor background and have been a potter for many years. ”

Seeing that this son had no intention of taking back the wine jug, the old man had to take it carefully, raised it high, raised his head and took a sip, and hurriedly returned it to Chen Ping'an.

After swallowing the wine in one gulp, it is estimated that he has not tasted anything, but the old man is already full of red light, and he is very happy.

Chen Ping'an took a sip of green plum wine and asked, "Is the old man here today to see if there is a corpse floating?"

The old man shook his head and said, "The water in the river is dry at this time, and it is not easy to see corpses." ”

Speaking of this, the old man seemed to feel that he had said the wrong thing, and he was a little embarrassed, "It's good not to see it." ”

Chen Ping'an hummed and drank silently.

The old man is a stuffy gourd, and he has nagged so much with Yao Zhen today, maybe it is a lot more than the words of the usual year.

Chen Ping'an looked at the water of the buried river in front of him, and remembered the Longxu River and the Tiefu River in his hometown.

The old man suddenly turned his head and smiled: "The son has come out of the way, and he has a big future." ”

Chen Ping'an scratched his head, but he didn't know how to answer, saying that he had no money, as if he didn't have a backache when he stood and talked, admitting that he had a big deal, and it was a little bit worse.

Pei Qian wondered, strange, I don't know what Chen Ping'an has to talk about with such an old man, I think you are a general like Old Man Yao, and you don't talk much.

The three of them were silent together for a long time, and the old man squatting on the bank suddenly sighed and looked at the surface of the buried river, "Say something unpleasant, don't be angry." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "The old man just speaks." ”

The old man said softly: "When my baby was about the same age as my son, I met a poor person who shouldn't be fished, and I didn't listen to persuasion and fished ashore, and within a few days, the others were gone, and I should stop it." ”

When he said this, the old man didn't have much sadness on his face.

In the end, when the old man left, he thanked Chen Ping'an and said that the wine was delicious, and he had never drunk such a good wine in his life.

Chen Ping'an got up and watched the old man go farther and farther.

Pei Qian still didn't dare to look at the surface of the buried river.

Zhu Yong had already turned back the same way, and Pei Qian was a little bolder.

Chen Ping'an sat cross-legged, looking at the river and the other bank, and asked Zhu Yong to take Pei Qian back to the post house first, but Pei Qian was unwilling to stay by Chen Ping'an's side, so Zhu Yong had to stay on the shore with her.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Pei Qian was bored to pick up the stones, but she didn't dare to throw them into the buried river, for fear of accidentally smashing out a corpse standing in the water, and she had goosebumps when she thought of the picture of a female corpse floating on the water. Pei Qian subconsciously moved to Chen Ping'an's side, clenched the hiking stick in his hand, and began to silently recite the chapters of the book in his heart to give himself courage.

Zhu Yong's figure is rickety, squinting into the distance.

What landscape gods, ghosts and ghosts.

Martial madman Zhu Yong naturally doesn't take it seriously.

After a long time, the night was dark, and Pei Qian said in surprise: "Why is there a bridge on the river?"

Zhu Yong was stunned for a moment, and looked at Pei Qian's line of sight, where did the bridge come from, the river was surging, and that's it.

Pei Qian's eyes were rounded, shining, "Wow, the golden bridge!"

Zhu Yong first glanced at Chen Ping'an's back, and there was nothing unusual.

The old man couldn't laugh or cry, just think it was this ghostly girl, talking nonsense, even if you lie to people that there is a corpse on the river, it is more credible than a long golden bridge on the river.

Pei Qian was a little puzzled and looked dazed.

Because she seemed to hear Chen Ping'an's reading, it just so happened that what Chen Ping'an read was a paragraph that he asked Pei Qian to memorize, which was the only thing Chen Ping'an wanted her to remember outside of that Confucian classic, and even wrote it at the end of that book with a small snow cone, so Pei Qian remembered it deeply.

He never wanted to tell her any truth, Chen Ping'an only said to Cao Qinglang those truths outside of books, Pei Qian felt that these words were probably the only thing she was better than that little nerd.

At this moment, she was aggrieved, and she recited it aloud.

It is the "stars with the rotation, the sun and the moon pass the fire, the four eras of the emperor, the yin and yang are magnified, and the wind and rain are ......"

It is the "gentleman who does not act rashly, but there must be a way to move." A gentleman does not speak in vain, but his words must be reasonable. A gentleman does not ask, and what he asks must be righteous. A gentleman is not vain, and his deeds must be right!"