The mural city covers an area equivalent to the scale of a red candle town, but the streets and alleys are messy, wide and narrow, many are crooked, and there are few high-rise mansions, in addition to the many shops the size of tofu blocks, there are many stalls of the burden of Zhai, the sound of selling comes and goes, it is just like the rooster and dog barking in the countryside, of course, there are more silent foot merchants, just squatting on the side of the road, caged sleeves and shrunken shoulders, ignoring the pedestrians on the street, love to see or not, love to buy or not.

Regarding the origin of the mural city, there are different opinions, especially the pictures of the female officials of the heavenly court painted all over the walls, with thousands of manners, which arouse people's reverie.

Chen Ping'an walked all the way and stopped, about a cup of tea, followed by a vast flow of people who also came to admire, came to a mural, the mountain wall is as high as more than ten zhang, the mural is full of momentum, Chen Ping'an stood in the crowd, followed by looking up, the mural content is a graceful figure of the goddess sideways, as if moving forward, the spirit is flying, there are auspicious clouds under the feet, there is a piece of the bag inkstone that is not very common in the world at the waist, I don't know whether it is the relationship of light, or the aura of the mural, only to see the goddess's eyes flowing, like a living person.

This mural goddess named "hanging inkstone" by later generations, the color is mainly blue-green, but there is also just the right amount of leaching powder and gold, such as the finishing touch, making the mural thick and immortal, under the rough look, it gives people the impression that it is like a line of grass in the book, it seems to be concise with a pen, but in fact, under careful study, whether it is the folds of the dress, the ornament, or the skin texture, and even the eyelashes, can be described as extremely dense, such as copying the scriptures in small letters, and the pen is in accordance with the law.

If you want to come to the person who paints, it must be a magical Danqing holy hand.

Chen Ping'an is only a rough understanding of the northern Luzhou Yayan, so the discussion around him, for the time being, can only be heard approximately, the eight murals in the dungeon, for thousands of years, have been destined for thousands of years, have been destined for all dynasties and generations, one after another to take away five of the blessings of the will of heaven in the underworld, and when the five goddesses walked out of the murals, After choosing to serve the master, the painted murals will fade instantly, and the scroll lines are still the same, but they become like white drawings, no longer brilliant and colorful, and the aura is scattered, so the five murals were invited by the Phi Ma Sect to be a good ancestor of a certain generation of Liuxia Continent, and cover the picture scroll with a unique secret technique, so as not to lose the mural support of the aura to be eroded by the years.

Tourists who come here to enjoy the scenery mostly appreciate the face of the goddess who has captivated the country and the city, of course Chen Ping'an also sees it, if you don't look at it in vain, you don't see it, it's just a mural, what else can you do if you see it.

It's just that Chen Ping'an paid more attention to the small ancient inkstone hanging on the waist of the goddess, and it was vaguely seen that the two-character ancient seal text was "Diandian", and the reason why he recognized it was also due to the book "The True Book of Dan" given by Li Xisheng, and many insects and birds on it had already been lost in the world.

Near this mural, there is a shop, specializing in selling the facsimile of this goddess picture, the price varies, among which the double hook corridor is filled with hard yellow, the most expensive, a fan size, dare to offer 20 snowflakes, but Chen Ping'an looks at the picture is indeed exquisite, not only similar to the mural, but also three or two points of god-like, Chen Ping'an bought two, planning to keep one for himself in the future, and then give one to Zhu Yong.

Zhu Yong said that the collection is the most taboo and not refined.

The shop is a pair of teenagers and girls in the business, the girl does not like how to deal with the guests, but the teenager is particularly clever, a look at Chen Ping'an bought the most expensive shop, began to Chen Ping'an, a distinguished guest, solemnly recommended a set of five goddess pictures of the gallery filled in hard yellow book, with a bright mahogany box shelf, the boy said that the cost of this wooden box alone, the cost of several snowflakes.

Chen Ping'an gently stretched out his hand to wipe the wooden box, the wood was delicate, the aura was light but mellow, it should indeed be produced in Xianjia Mountain.

The boy also said that the remaining two pictures of the goddess, can not be bought here, the guests have to take two steps, in other shops can start, mural city now still has three of their own ancestral shops, there are rules set by the elders together, not to rob the business of other shops, but five have been covered up by the Phi Ma Sect of the mural copy, three shops can be sold.

Chen Ping'an thought about it, said to take a look at it again, put away the picture of the goddess of "hanging inkstone", and then left the shop.

As for the goddess's chance, Chen Ping'an didn't even think about it.

I heard some guests gossip that once the goddess walked out of the picture scroll, she would serve the master for life, the five people in the picture scroll in history, all formed a fairy Taoist couple with the master, and then at least both of them can be among the Yuan Infant Earth Immortals, one of them is a down-and-out scholar with mediocre cultivation qualifications, but also after getting the blue eyes of a "fairy scepter" goddess, he unexpectedly broke the realm again and again, and finally became the great monk of the fairy realm in the history of Beiju Luzhou. It's really a beauty, and the fairy on the top of the mountain is also a fairy, so far in life, what more can the husband ask for.

Chen Ping'an heard that his palms were sweating, and he quickly drank a sip of wine to suppress his shock, but he didn't put his hands together, and silently prayed that the goddess on the mural had a higher vision, and he didn't look at himself blindly.

After that, Chen Ping'an went to the other two murals, and still bought the most expensive gallery filler, the same style, and the nearby store also sold a set of five goddesses, the price was the same as the previous boy said, a hundred snowflakes, no discount. These two pictures of goddesses and goddesses are named "Walking Rain" and "Riding a Deer" respectively, the former holds a white jade bowl in his hand, slightly tilted, and tourists can vaguely see the sparkling inside the bowl, and a dragon is shining with golden light. The latter is riding a colorful deer, the goddess is dragged by a skirt, fluttering like a fairy, this goddess also carries a cyan unsheathed wooden sword, and the seal is engraved with the words "fast wind".

Along the way, Chen Ping'an was mixed in the flow of people, listening and watching more.

One of the words made Chen Ping'an's wealth obsessed, and he planned to be a burden in person, this trip to Beiju Luzhou, in addition to practicing swords, he might as well do business by the way, anyway, among the things and square inches of things, the position has almost vacated,

Some pedestrians say that it is the goddess picture of the mural city, because the painting is beautiful, and there is a gimmick, a continent is known in the north and south, in the north of the north of Luzhou, there are often monks who bid very high, and it is quite popular in the officialdom of the northern court, and there are even wealthy immortal masters who are willing to pay a small summer money to buy eight neat sets of murals City goddess picture.

Chen Ping'an thought about it carefully, and at first felt that it was profitable, and then felt that something was not right, thinking that such a good thing was like losing a string of copper coins on the ground, and monks with a little family capital could pick it up and earn the difference. Chen Ping'an looked at the chatting tourists not far away, and looked at it not like the nursery of the three shops, and pondered, and then he had some understanding, the territory of Beiju Luzhou is vast, the bone beach is located in the southernmost end, and taking the Xianjia ferry is a lot of expenses, not to mention the goddess picture, whether it can be sold at a high price, it depends on whether the other party is difficult to buy a favorite, more casual, how much to see a bit of luck, and then it depends on the three shops to fill the box, how the output is, all the total, counted together, there may not be monks willing to earn this more difficult small profit。

Of course, it is also possible that the shop and the Bone Beach Phi Ma Sect have their own fixed sales channels, and outsiders don't know about it.

Something to make money.

Chen Ping'an has traveled such a long way, and among the people he knows, Sun Jiashu of Laolongcheng and Dong Shuijing of Longquan County have done the best. Not to mention Sun Jiashu, who has a big family, only to say that Dong Shuijing, who was born in a bad alley and "suddenly became rich", has the attitude towards making money, which makes Chen Ping'an admire the most. Cao Duzao, as well as Guan Yiran, who is going to visit and get acquainted with recently, such a big man will also make friends, but the small money of the wonton shop, he also earns, although Dong Shuijing now runs a shop, in the eyes of some people, it may be more of a kind of cultivation sentiment after being entangled, but Dong Shuijing is still diligent, serious, and not ambiguous at all.

This is the business experience that a businessman should have.

So Chen Ping'an found the shopkeeper in two stores, and asked if he could give some discounts if he bought more gallery fillers in one go, and a shop shook his head directly, saying that if you buy up the inventory of the shop, a snowflake money cannot be less, and there is no room for negotiation. Another shop, the head of the house is a hunchbacked old woman, smiling and asking how many sets of goddesses can the guests buy, Chen Ping'an said how much is left in the shop, the old woman said that the gallery is a fine job, the shipment is very slow, and the main painter of these gallery fills the goddess picture, has always been the old Keqing of the Phi Ma Sect, other painters dare not write at all, the old Keqing never wants to paint more, if it is not for the rules of the Phi Ma Sect, according to the old painter, every time the disciple who has evil thoughts in the world takes a look, he has one more karma, and he is really earning bad money。 The old woman immediately said frankly that the shop itself is not worried about sales, and there is not much to save, and now there are only about 30 sets left in the shop, and sooner or later they will be sold out. Speaking of this, the old woman smiled and asked Chen Ping'an Since this is the case, discounting is equivalent to losing money, is there such a business in the world?

Chen Ping'an was helpless, just with the honest words of the old woman, he spent 20 snowflakes to buy a box, which contained five pictures of goddesses, named "Chang Li", "Bao Gai", "Ganoderma lucidum", "Chunguan" and "Chopping Survey", the five goddesses respectively held lotus lanterns, supported treasure covers, and held a white jade Ganoderma lucidum Ruyi, a hundred flowers were swirling, birds and birds were swirling, and the last one was the most unusual, it was actually wearing armor and holding an axe, the lightning was shining, very heroic.

Chen Ping'an returned to the earliest shop again, and asked about the inventory and discount of the gallery filler, the young man was a little embarrassed, the girl suddenly smiled, glanced at the young man who was a childhood sweetheart, she shook her head, probably because she felt that this foreign guest was too mercurous, and continued to be busy with her business.

In the end, the young man was easier to speak, or he might be thin-skinned, but Chen Ping'an couldn't help but look at him and smile over there, so he secretly led Chen Ping'an to the room behind the shop, sold Chen Ping'an ten sets of wooden boxes, and charged Chen Ping'an ten snowflakes less.

After Chen Ping'an checked out, when he left the store, he had an extra package and carried it cross-body behind him.

The girl slapped the young man on the shoulder and teased: "How can you do such a business, the guest grinds you a little bit, and then nods and agrees." ”

The young man said helplessly: "I'm with my grandfather, besides, I'm just here to help you with chores, and I'm not really a businessman." ”

The girl made a clear distinction between public and private, and advised: "I don't care, I see the loss of ten snowflakes on the side of the shop, I see it in my eyes, go back to your grandfather's side to make up for it, and beg him to paint more pictures for my shop." ”

The young man smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, Grandpa Tai loves me the most, others beg him to fail, I beg, Grandpa Tai is too late to be happy." ”

The girl said suddenly: "Then did you tell the guest, he doesn't show yellow and white when he goes out, the shop is full of people, he carries so many corridor fillers, it's not a small amount of money, the mural city is already mixed, smoky and miasma, he likes to bully outsiders the most, and he uses all the tricks of abduction and abduction, so you didn't remind two sentences?" Look at the bargaining with you, if you don't agree, you will soon be able to be a buddy in our shop, and the foreign accent, at first glance, it is not particularly generous at hand, the more so, the more careful you should be. ”

The girl does business, upholding the temper of the willing to take the bait, but on the young man's side, she is not stingy with words, and she must also be a cold-skinned and hot-hearted temperament.

The young man was stunned for a moment, patted his head, and said guiltily: "I forgot!"

The girl glared and said, "Then don't you go quickly!" You are a disciple of the Phi Ma Sect, and you are all people who are about to travel down the mountain, how can you act so unfashioned. ”

The young man sighed, "What about the business here in that shop?"

The girl smiled angrily: "I've been here since I was a child, and for so many years, you've only gone down the mountain to help a few times, could it be that without you, my shop won't be able to open?"

The boy rushed out of the shop, found the outsider wearing a hat, and whispered some precautions.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for the reminder." ”

The boy waved his hand, and was about to turn around and run back to the shop.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Can you take the liberty of asking?"

The young man immediately stopped, nodded and said, "But it doesn't hurt to say it, I will definitely not hide what I can say." ”

Chen Ping'an asked: "These eight murals of goddesses, the opportunity is so big, why doesn't this Bone Beach Phi Ma Sect be confined? Even if your own disciples can't grasp the good fortune, isn't it common sense that the fertile water doesn't flow into the fields of outsiders?"

The young man smiled: "The Phi Ma Sect is not so stingy, instead of stealing treasures and dominating opportunities, it is better to form a good fate with those who are destined." There is an ancestral precept in the ancestral hall of the Phi Ma Sect, 'My generation cultivates on the Great Road, and you must not fight for the Tao.' ’”

After Chen Ping'an chewed this sentence carefully, he sighed with emotion: "The Phi Ma Sect is very bold!"

The young man is straightforward, don't look at the young man is not tall, his appearance is mediocre, but in fact, he is the inner disciple of the ancestor hall of the Phi Ma Sect, and he has achieved success, so Shenhua is introverted, although the age is very young, but the generation is not low, but he is familiar with the girl in the mural city shop since childhood, and he will go down the mountain to take a hand at the first opportunity, and when he arrives at the top of the mountain of the Phi Ma Sect, the white-haired old monk who called him the little uncle is not a few.

After saying thank you to the young man, Chen Ping'an walked to the entrance, since he had bought those goddess pictures, as the old book of doing business in Beiju Luzhou in the future, it was worth the trip, so he no longer continued to wander the mural city, along the way he actually saw some ghost repair utensils peddled by large and small shops, not to mention the quality of the objects, expensive is really expensive, it is estimated that the real good objects and sharp goods, you have to stay here for a while, and slowly look for those time-honored brands hiding in the depths of the streets and alleys, so as to have a chance to find it, otherwise the ferry Huang shopkeeper will not mention this mouth, but Chen Ping'an does not plan to try his luck, and the most top-notch yin spirit puppet in the mural city, bought as a servant, Chen Ping'an needs it the most, so rushed to the swaying river ancestral temple six hundred miles away from the top of the Phi Ma Sect Mountain.

Out of the mural city, looking at the clouds and mist on the mountain, covering the scenery of the high place, Chen Ping'an remembered the Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou for no reason.

The foot of the mountain is bustling and overcrowded, this immortal mansion with thirty-six descendants and one hundred and eight people from the outer gate, for a Zongzitou Cave Mansion, there are really fewer monks, and most of the mountains are deserted.

In fact, now my own downfall mountain is similar.

There are still too few people.

But in the future, when there are many people, Chen Ping'an is also worried, worried that there will be a second Gu Can, even if it is half Gu Can, Chen Ping'an should have a big head.

There was a Taoist allusion to the worries of a vulgar man, Chen Ping'an has read it many times, and the more he looks at it, the more he feels that the aftertaste is endless.

Chen Ping'an took off the sword gourd, took a sip of wine, turned the package upside down, put away his thoughts, and continued to travel.

Still on foot.

As for the speed of breathing and the depth of the steps, he deliberately maintained the atmosphere of ordinary martial artists in the world.

The River God Temple is easy to find, just walk to the swaying river, and then go all the way north, the Ghost Valley is located in the northeast of that ancestral temple, barely able to be considered a smooth road.

The swaying river surface is extremely wide, boundless, the water is deep and the river is gentle, and there is a feeling of watching the lake.

There is no bridge on the swaying river, it is said that the river god does not like others to walk on his head, all the ferries and boats, Chen Ping'an rested in a small ferry, drank a bowl of local gloomy tea, generally speaking, the water of boiling tea, the river water is inferior, but the gloomy tea here, draw water at will in the river, the tea is extremely refreshing and sweet, most of it is the relationship between the swaying river water transport is rich. The water transport is prosperous, and invisibly benefits both sides of the river, the grass and trees are abundant, the reeds of the large bushes are swinging, in the early winter, it is still green and verdant, so there are many birds and waterfowl to inhabit.

Along the way, you can occasionally see the traveling monks, followed by the iron armor of the Yin spirit servant, but the footsteps are extremely light, almost not splashed dust, just like the master of the small country of the Aquarius Domain, the armor on the body is extremely fine, the seal is engraved with Taoist talismans, gold and silver lines are staggered, the light flows, obviously not ordinary, the burly Yin spirit is almost all covered with face armor, a little bare skin, showing a blue and black color.

One side of the water and soil nurtures one side of the people, the monks of Beiju Luzhou, regardless of the level of the realm, compared to the kind of cautiousness and restraint of the monks of Aquarius walking at the Dadu Pass, the monks here look like no one around, very bold.

If Pei Qian arrives here, he will probably feel like a fish in water.

Chen Ping'an asked for two bowls of gloomy tea, not that Chen Ping'an was so thirsty that he needed a cow to drink, but the rule of the tea stall was that three bowls of tea were sold for one snowflake money, and if he couldn't drink three bowls, it was also a snowflake money.

Chen Ping'an was not in such a hurry, he drank tea slowly, and then more than a dozen tables sat for most of them, all of them rested here, and then more than 100 miles ahead, there will be a monument, on the bank of the swaying river, there is an ancient iron ox that fell to the ground, the origin is unknown, the rank is extremely high, close to the magic weapon, neither was the swaying river god sunk into the river to suppress the water transport, nor was it pocketed by the monk of the bone beach, there was once an earth immortal who tried to steal this thing, but the end was not very good, the river god obviously turned a blind eye to this, and did not stop it with divine powers, but the river water of the swaying river was tyrannical and turbulent, overwhelming, and it was directly a Jindan earth immortal who was swept into the river and drowned alive, after that, this respect for hundreds of thousands of catties of iron bull no longer dares to covet it.

As soon as Chen Ping'an finished drinking the second bowl of tea, a table of guests not far away had an argument with the tea stall guys, because the tea stall had to charge two snowflakes for four bowls of tea.

The shopkeeper is a lazy man, looking at his own plan and the guests quarrel red-faced, he actually gloated, lying on the counter full of oil stains to drink alone, in front of him a plate of wine and food, is growing on the swaying river side of the exceptionally delicious water celery, the young man is also a strong temper, and does not ask the shopkeeper for help, one person to four guests around, still insist on his own opinion, either obediently take out two snowflake money, or have the ability not to pay, anyway, the silver tea stall here is not a tael.

A strong man with a big beard and purple face, with an astonishing Yin Spirit Servant behind him, this puppet created by the Phi Ma Sect carried a large box on his back. The purple-faced man was about to turn his face on the spot, and persuaded a woman with a saber sitting cross-legged on a bench with a big grin, and the strong man took out a small summer coin and slapped it heavily on the table, "Two snowflake money, right? Then find money for Lao Tzu!"

This is clearly a difficult and disgusting tea stall.

The cultivators on the mountain, as well as the pure martial arts who are good at martial arts, go out to travel, generally speaking, they are prepared with more snowflakes, how should they not be missing, and Xiaoxia money, of course, there must be some, after all, this thing is lighter than snowflakes, easy to carry, if it is the earth immortal who has a small fairy mound and exquisite arsenal, or the descendants of the big mountain fairy family who have obtained these rare treasures since childhood, then two said.

As for the more expensive Gu Yu money, it is not even more than the merrier, because there are not too many places where Gu Yu money can be used, unless it is off the mountain, and go straight to a big transaction.

As a result, the young man directly said, "Why don't you take out the Gu Yu money?"

The purple-faced man glared, his arms around his chest, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, don't delay Lao Tzu to go to the River God Shrine to burn incense!"

The shopkeeper finally opened his mouth and said, "Okay, hurry up and find money for the guests." ”

The young man grabbed Xiao Xia Qian and went to the back of the counter, squatted down, and there was a crisp sound of money knocking money, and he was stunned to carry a sack of snowflake money, and slammed it on the table, "Take it!"

The purple-faced man smiled and beckoned, and the Yin Spirit Hu behind him grabbed the bag of heavy snowflake money and put it in the box behind him.

The young man said with a straight face: "I will not send off guests, welcome not to come." ”

The purple-faced man took out another small summer coin and put it on the table, and said with a cruel smile: "Four more bowls of gloomy tea." ”

The young man said angrily, "Are you fucking finished?!"

The woman sitting cross-legged twisted her body, her posture was average, her figure was attractive, this twist, more and more ups and downs, she smiled at the young man: "Since it is a business to open the door to welcome customers, then don't be too angry, but my sister doesn't blame you, the young man is angry, it's normal, wait for my sister's bowl of tea, I won't drink it, it's a reward for you, and the fire will be lowered." ”

The guests at the rest of the tables burst into laughter and screams, and some of the young men whistled directly, glancing at the scenery in front of the woman, eager to cut off the two mountains with their eyes and carry them home.

The young man was so angry that he was about to scold the fox, but a young man with a sword beside the woman was already eager to try, and quietly rubbed the hilt of the sword with his palm, as if waiting for the man to humiliate the woman without concealment.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper finally put down his chopsticks and said to the young man: "Okay, I forgot how to teach you? The rules of the tea stall are passed down from ancestors, no wonder you are strong, the guests are unhappy, and there is no way, but you can scold people, forget it, you don't do business. ”

Then the shopkeeper looked at the guests with a smile, "Business has business rules, but as this beautiful sister said, open the door to welcome guests, so the next four bowls of gloomy tea, it is as if I met four good men and did not charge money, how about it?"

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, and the flowers trembled.

The purple-faced man nodded, put away the little summer money, and drank the four bowls of gloomy tea that were newly served on the table in vain, and then got up and left.

The woman did not forget to turn around and throw a wink at the young man.

Chen Ping'an frowned, and glanced at one of the white bowls on the table that still had more than half a bowl of tea left, and there was some imperceptible rouge on the edge of the bowl.

The shopkeeper shook his head with a smile, walked out of the counter, and before the young man, he threw the white bowl into the swaying river.

Chen Ping'an finished drinking the tea, put a snowflake money on the table, and got up to leave.

From the mural city to this river crossing, there is a fork in the road, the road is near the river, the road is slightly away from the riverside, there is also a special place here, the river god here is a quiet and not noisy character, and the big road of the bone beach, every day the road is full of traffic, the river is endless, it is said that it is easy to disturb the river god master's Qing Xiu, so the Phi Ma Sect paid money, created two roads for people to hurry, like to enjoy the scenery on the small road, run the business on the big road, the well water does not violate the river water.

The path taken by Chen Ping'an is sparsely populated. After all, no matter how good the scenery of the swaying river is, in the end it is just a gentle river, previously from the mural city, ordinary tourists, that fresh energy will also pass, potholes and potholes of the small mud road, compared to the road cars and horses stable, and on both sides of the road there are some roadside stalls of small burdens, after all, in the mural city over there stalls, or to hand over a sum of money, not much, just a snowflake money, but mosquito legs are also meat.

As a result, when Chen Ping'an walked more than ten miles along the riverside path, Chen Ping'an vaguely heard a loud cry of scolding in the middle of a large bush of reeds in the distance, and walked out of the four people who supported each other, it was the guest who had been fighting with the tea stall before, and the woman suddenly thundered in her abdomen, and she gasped softly: "Hey, my mother-in-law, alas, is here again." The woman turned around and staggered all the way to the depths of the reeds, not forgetting to remind: "Let the puppet you just bought get away, this wilderness and mountains, didn't show the wild man the old lady's ass balls, did you take advantage of a feminine thing?"

Chen Ping'an did not squint and quickened his pace.

The purple-faced man glanced at Chen Ping'an.

The young man with a sword beside him whispered: "It's such a coincidence, I ran into it again, could it be the immortal jump that was made up by the tea stall in partnership?

An old man in gray who looked like a housekeeper rubbed his colicy stomach and nodded, "It's better to be careful." ”

The purple-faced man's face was gloomy, "I didn't expect this bone beach to be really lawless, a tea stall that doesn't have a long leg business, would dare to do this!"

The old man in gray said helplessly: "The Bone Beach has always been a lot of strange people, let's eat a trench and grow wise, think more about how to go on the next road, if it is really a tea stall to make money and kill people, it is difficult to walk this journey before reaching the River God Temple." ”

The young man looked at the back of the young man in the hat and made a gesture of raising and dropping the knife, "Then let's strike first, it's better than probing the truth for them, and then let's catch turtles in an urn somewhere, maybe kill chickens and monkeys, but the other party doesn't dare to do it casually." ”

The purple-faced man felt reasonable, the old man in gray still wanted to plan again, and the man had already said to the young swordsman: "Then you go and try the depth, remember to clean your hands and feet, it's best not to throw it into the river, if you really want to get on the road, we still have to rely on the river god to protect us, this corpse in the river, maybe you will collide with the river god of this river, such a big reed, don't waste it." ”

The young man with the sword nodded with a smile, and then said with a smile: "It looks like a pure martial artist who has passed the realm of refining the body, if it is a hidden one, there is a heroic courage, not to mention capsizing in the gutter, but if you want to take down the question, it is very tricky." ”

The purple-faced man glanced at the gray-clothed old man, who nodded silently.

The two of them swept forward one after another.

After a while, the purple-faced man rubbed his belly, which had begun to turn over again, and when he saw the two of them returning the same way, he asked, "Is it over?"

The old man in gray shook his head and said: "I ran away all of a sudden, faster than a rabbit, but it is also possible that I saw a bad opportunity and hid in the reeds, and it was difficult to find it." ”

The bearded purple-faced man had a gloomy face, and looked around, "Then it's no way, go a little further, we see the opportunity to act, it's really not good, just go back to the ferry, and bow your head to the shopkeeper who took the medicine, just think of us as a strong dragon and don't fight the head snake." ”

The woman staggered out of the reeds with one hand on her waist, and said sickly: "The tea stall is bad, the smiling tiger who has suffered a thousand knives, and the overbearing laxative, even a strong cow, has also been thrown down, I really don't know how to pity the flowers and cherish the jade." ”

Chen Ping'an left the path earlier, folded into the reeds, bent down and swept forward all the way, and soon disappeared.

After walking for more than 20 miles, he slowed down his body, went to the river to grab a handful of water, washed his face, and then took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and put the package containing the picture of the goddess into the nearby objects, and then jumped up gently, stepped on the lush and dense reeds, and the dragonfly dotted the water, and the wind whistled in his ears, drifting away.

That group of people in the rivers and lakes, even if there is a Yin Spirit puppet as a personal servant, together, it is estimated that they are not as good as an experienced Longmen Realm monk, Chen Ping'an is unwilling to fight and kill people when he arrives in Beiju Luzhou, not to mention that he is still affected by the pond fish, which is not a good omen.

Near the River God Temple, there were more pedestrians on the side of the path, so Chen Ping'an fell to the ground, walked out of the reeds, and walked there.

Standing on the top of the reeds before, looking at the famous ancestral temple that is famous in half a continent, I saw a rich incense mist, rising to the sky, so that the sea of clouds above was stirred, colorful and blurred, this weather, should not be underestimated, it was the Tongyezhou buried river water temple that passed by at the beginning, and the Biyou Mansion that later ascended to the palace, it was not so strange, as for several river temples in the area of the embroidered river in the hometown, there was no such vision.

The common people have the incense burned by the common people.

There is also a water fragrance for high rollers.

The river god temple is very kind, there is a wooden sign notice not to say, there is a young boy, specially guarded on the wooden card side, childish, told all the guests who come here to ask for incense, enter the temple to worship the god to burn incense, only look at the sincerity of the heart, do not look at the incense expensive.

Chen Ping'an didn't save this money, and invited a tube of swaying river incense from the ancestral temple dedicated to worshipping the gods, the price was expensive, ten snowflakes, and the incense tube was only filled with nine incense, which was much more expensive than the three incense sticks of the river god temple in Qingluan.

Chen Ping'an twisted out three sticks from the yellow bamboo incense tube with green splashes, followed the pilgrims into the ancestral temple, lit three incense sticks in the main hall, held incense with both hands, raised the top of his head, worshiped the Quartet, and then went to the main hall dedicated to the golden body of the river god, the momentum was solemn, the painted statue was gilded all over, and the height was suspected of trespassing, and it was more than three feet higher than the statue of the iron Fu River water god in Longquan County, and the landscape gods of the Dali Dynasty, the height of the statues, all strictly abide by the rules of the academy, but Chen Ping'an thought that this is Beiju Luzhou, it is not surprising that the appearance of this swaying river god is a sword with both hands, the old man in golden armor who stepped on the bright red long snake, made the angry eyes of the king, and was very powerful.

Then Chen Ping'an just walked around the huge ancestral temple with more than a dozen entrances, and it took more than half an hour to stop and go, and the ridges of the roof were all eye-catching golden glazed tiles.

Among them, there is a side hall to make the appearance of the dragon palace in the water, the statue is lifelike, all of the assistant generals after the big fish and snake Jiao turned into a human form, the posture is hundreds of thousands, there are old pilgrims and their own children laughing, this is the other palace of the river god lord, at night, these can call the wind and rain under the command of the official generals, will come to life, but the ancestral temple has a night ban, at night, only those gods and goddesses who are flying clouds and fog are qualified to come here as guests, and the river god lord drinks and drinks tea.

Chen Ping'an had stopped for a while in the apse, and when he saw a couplet, he twisted out three sticks of incense, lit them, and stood on the white jade square with respect, and then inserted them in the incense burner, and then left.

The couplet with gold characters on a black background behind Chen Ping'an is the one who "kowtows with sincerity, and has the protection of yin virtue", "burn incense for evil, and provoke the water god to be angry".

After Chen Ping'an left this river god temple, he continued his journey to the north.

The sun went down in the West Mountain, and in the twilight, Chen Ping'an came to a small ferry, and he needed to take a ferry to cross the shore in order to go to the Ghost Valley where Chen Ping'an was under the jurisdiction of the Bone Beach and wanted to walk on it the most.

It's just that the ferryboat and the old and young boats have stopped working, the ferry docked and tied the rope, and returned home, Chen Ping'an wanted to increase the price to cross the river, but still no one agreed, all said that the ferry did not pass down the river at night, it was a rule passed down from generation to generation, otherwise the river god would be angry, there were only three kinds of exceptions, the scholar entered Beijing to catch the exam, some people sought medical treatment for illness, and the suffering people wanted to commit suicide by throwing themselves into the river.

Chen Ping'an thought about the exquisiteness of swaying the river without bridges, as well as these rules, he didn't even have the mind to cross the river, so he simply lit a bonfire in a secluded place by the river near the ferry, and planned to take a ferry to cross the shore at dawn tomorrow morning.

The night was dark, and the river was slow.

Chen Ping'an faced the river, sat cross-legged, and practiced sword furnace stakes.

Nothing happened overnight.

The sky was slightly bright, Chen Ping'an got up and walked to the ferry, and there was a sturdy old boatman with oily and black skin, who was already squatting on the side of the ferry, waiting for the guests.

Chen Ping'an negotiated the price with Lao Zhouzi, eight coins of silver, the old man said to wait, take a person across the river, only earn eight coins of silver, a little sorry for the strength, so he asked Chen Ping'an if he was willing to wait, as long as there was another person, and then earn eight coins of silver, he could cross the river by boat. Chen Ping'an smiled and said that it doesn't matter, just wait, anyway, don't be in a hurry. Chen Ping'an picked up the hat, sat at the ferry with Lao Zhouzi, took off the sword gourd and drank a sip of wine, and the wine in the pot was all self-brewed rice wine given by Dong Shuijing to Luoluo Mountain.

Lao Zhouzi smelled the wine, his eyes lit up, he turned around, and asked with a smile: "This son, can you enjoy the wine?"

Chen Ping'an was about to hand over the sword gourd, Lao Zhouzi waved his hand, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile: "Childe is a particular person, I can't help but pay attention to this bad old man, Childe just pour wine in my hand." ”

Chen Ping'an poured the wine, Lao Zhouzi raised his calloused palms, bowed his head like a cow drinking water, after drinking, smashed his mouth, and asked with a smile: "Childe, are you going to that 'don't look back'?" Oh, this is our dialect here, according to the words of the great immortals and masters of the Phi Ma Sect, it is the Ghost Valley. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded with a smile and said: "I am a swordsman, and they all say that the three places of the Bone Beach must be visited, and now that the Mural City and the River God Temple have been there, I want to go to the Ghost Valley for a long time." ”

Lao Zhouzi stretched out two fingers, twisted the corner of Chen Ping'an's green shirt who was sitting cross-legged on the side, and said: "I'll just say, Gongzi is actually a young fairy, I don't want to say anything else, I'll be sent on this river for a lifetime, and the silver in my pocket doesn't move, but my eyesight is still there, Gongzi's clothes are always valuable, right?"

Chen Ping'an smiled heartily: "When you go out, you still have to talk about the style, slap the swollen face and become fat." ”

Lao Zhouzi said: "Childe's foreign accent, as soon as you hear it, you are from other continents, you must change it, let's change it here, the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, the more incapable you are, the more you like to bully people in groups." ”

Chen Ping'an snorted, "Uncle is right." ”

Lao Zhouzi turned his head and glanced at it, "Childe is lucky, someone came to the ferry so early, it seems that we can cross the river." ”

Chen Ping'an followed the old man's line of sight, turned his head to look, it was an old woman who was hobbling away, and then looked at the old woman's face, Chen Ping'an was a little helpless.

When the old woman arrived at the ferry, she began to make trouble when she heard that the old boat was going to collect eight coins of silver, and then turned her head to look at Chen Ping'an, Chen Ping'an looked like a fledgling child in the rivers and lakes, first pretended not to know anything, and then waited until the old woman was stunned, and took the initiative to ask if the son could do a favor, she only had four or five coins of silver on her, and the tired son had a cushion, and her kindness must be rewarded.

Chen Ping'an just shook his head.

Lao Zhouzi was a little anxious, and tried his best to give Chen Ping'an a look, but unfortunately in the eyes of the old man, he was quite clever before, and now he looks like a wooden man who is not enlightened.

In the end, the old woman angrily said that she owed money and would pay it back next time she crossed the river, and Lao Zhouzi agreed.

Crossing the river with a boat, the atmosphere on the boat was a little awkward.

Chen Ping'an looked at his nose and nose, and pretended to be an old monk.

Lao Zhouzi was a little anxious, but he couldn't say anything.

The old woman was the most angry, thinking that the young man was really a chicken thief.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she glanced at Chen Ping'an fiercely.

Chen Ping'an just didn't see it.

Later, he seemed to "can't help it", and began to make big senses, and talked to the old woman about pedantic sour texts, which roughly means why he can't complain about his stinginess.

The old woman slapped the railing of the boat.

Lao Zhouzi rolled his eyes.

As a result, when he arrived at the ferry on the other side, Lao Zhouzi just wanted to say something, so he pulled the old woman's sleeve.

Chen Ping'an jumped off the ferry, said goodbye, didn't turn his head, and just left.

Lao Zhouzi was dumbfounded, stunned for a long time, then turned to the "old woman" and asked, "Forget it?"

The rickety old woman had already stood up straight at this moment, and sneered: "Otherwise, what else? Do you want me to stick it upside down? It's because he can't grasp the fortune himself, and he can't complain about others! Three times through the small test, this guy is the first one who can't get by, spread out, I will be laughed at by the sisters to death!"

Lao Zhouzi always felt that something was wrong.

Why did that young man seem to deliberately miss this great blessing?

The first test is the "old woman" set, whether to forcibly cross the river, the young man passed, and then he replaced her, and symbolically tested him once, the young man also successfully passed the second test, and gave a sip of wine to drink, so Lao Zhouzi felt that the overall situation had been decided, and the matter must have become, so he sold the young man a small favor, deliberately removed some tricks, revealing a little clue, since the young man has been to the river temple, he should be aware of it, and he should deal with it decently, and he will not worry about trivial things like a few dollars of silver, who said just now"Walking the rivers and lakes, slapping a swollen face and becoming fat"?

The old woman was so angry that she stomped her feet, and even the old boat and the ferry boat sank to the bottom of the swaying river.

The two of them took a ferry and shuttled freely at the bottom of the river.

The old woman has recovered her graceful real body, the ribbons are fluttering, her face is captivating, and she deserves to be a goddess.

Lao Zhouzi sighed, feeling very sorry for the young man.

After Chen Ping'an left the ferry, he began to run with his legs, only hating that the sword was too dazzling when he lifted into the air, otherwise he would run farther.

took off the sword gourd and drank a big sip of wine, suppressed the shock, and then Chen Ping'an laughed, learned from Pei Qian and walked a few steps, complacent, I, Chen Ping'an, am an old Jianghu!

After Chen Ping'an laughed, he was afraid for a while, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, fortunately, he was astute, otherwise he would break his fingers and count, how many times would he be beaten to death by Miss Ning? Even if he was not killed, the next time he met, he would dare to hug her and kiss her mouth......

On the other side of the ferry, Jiang Shangzhen's mind moved slightly, and when he noticed a little sign, he decisively went and returned, and then reached out to cover his forehead and muttered: "Chen Ping'an, Brother Chen, Uncle Chen!