Chen Ping'an found a lively inn to settle down, or need to use the gold and silver to settle the bill, the three of them stayed for three days, a total of two taels and eight dollars of silver, the shop guy took out the scale, the action was skillful, and he used small scissors to cut the broken silver.

When Chen Ping'an saw this thing, he remembered for no reason the set of guys in the Yang family's shop in the early years, in addition to cutting broken silver when buying and selling, he would also weigh some rare herbs with high prices, so every time Chen Ping'an saw that the shop guys were willing to mobilize the crowd when he was a child, and took out this thing to weigh a certain herb, then the child who was carrying a big basket and standing under the high counter would purse his mouth tightly, hold the rope on both shoulders with both hands, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright, and he only felt that most of the day's hard work, wind and rain or something, were nothing.

The thoughts were mixed and turned sharply, because the son in front of him was a weighing instrument, and Chen Ping'an thought of the light yīn scale and the weights and measures in the world today, and naturally, he remembered the group of Jianglong qi practitioners that Song Jixin had mentioned in the Great Blasphemy Temple. Because the scales, weighing pans and ebony rods on the counter of the inn, as well as several small white copper scales, were obviously ordinary things under the mountain, so after Chen Ping'an glanced at it, he found that they were not physical objects like the books in the entry city, so he didn't think much about it.

Pei Qian herself has a complete set of scales, two of which are scales, and she also engraved "never lose money" and "only make money" for her, so at this time, it seems that she is close to her family and her hometown, as if she has met her hometown and knows her hometown, and she is naturally close, Pei Qian has to pay more attention than Chen Ping'an, and she suddenly said quietly with Chen Ping'an: "Master, this set of scales uses a horn rod, and ordinary people can't afford it." ”

Chen Ping'an laughed in his heart: "Most of them are things that have fallen into the middle of the rich and noble families and have fallen into the market. It's a pity that no matter how precious the material is, this thing is also a virtual phase, and we can't take it away. ”

Pei Qian nodded, thought about it, and asked again: "There is also a line of small words on the scale rod, 'Shanyang is generous, Neiku Gong system', Master, is there anything to say here?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "I don't know, but since it is made in the inner library, it must be a thing in the palace." It's just that I don't know the specific dynasty. ”

Pei Qian asked: "Master, let's settle up at the inn later, and I'll go to the Fuzhi bookstore alone to find out what 'Shanyang Dafang' is?"

Chen Ping'an smiled dumbly, how mixed the world's knowledge is, it is really a sea of learning, but Pei Qian is willing to explore, of course Chen Ping'an will not refuse her studious curiosity, and nodded: "Yes." ”

I asked the inn for two rooms, Chen Ping'an was alone, and after sitting in the house, he opened the cotton wrap and spread it on the table. Pei Qian came here to say goodbye to the master, and left the inn alone, ran to the bookstore in the entry city, and checked the origin of the strange inscription "Shanyang Dafang", while the millet grains ran into the house and put the beloved green bamboo cane on the table, she was on Chen Ping'an's side, standing on the bench, and accompanied the good man to look at the treasures that had been picked up, the little girl was a little greedy, and asked if she could play it? Chen Ping'an was flipping through the booklet given by the bearded guest, and nodded with a smile. Millet grains were handled lightly, not interested in the scrolls, paperweights, and finally began to appreciate the daffodil basin that had been in the picture early, her hands were raised high, and she was amazed, and she also rubbed her face against the slightly cool porcelain basin, which was cool and cool.

Chen Ping'an opened a page of the booklet and said with a smile: "If you like it, I'll give it to you." But say it in advance, the small pot is fake, you can't take it away, you can only stay on the ferry for a few days and play for a few days, don't be sad when the time comes. ”

This porcelain basin, with a good history, is known as a narcissus monastery cave on the booklet presented by the bearded guest, and the bottom paragraph is "eight hundred water descendants", and the gilded small water tank is a bit like a "relative", which can be regarded as a natural water house, similar to the water hall and dragon boat that Liu Chongrun of Zhuhai Island secretly salvaged in the early years with the help of Zhu Yong. It's a pity that the narcissus basin is also a kind of illusion refined by the immortal master.

Millet grains held the daffodil basin, shook his head vigorously and said: "I just like it, so I can take a few more looks, even if the small water basin is real, I don't want it, otherwise I will take it to Luoluo Mountain, and I am worried about being robbed every day and delaying my patrol of the mountains." ”

Chen Ping'an flipped through the booklet several times, but there was not much content anyway, and he had nothing to do.

According to the many detailed records of these objects on the booklet, not only the narcissus basin, but also the bundle of dead plum blossom branches, together with the "Uncle Night" ebony paperweight, as well as the strangely shaped moon-fishing vessel and "dressing" scroll, are only one of the links of chance clues, as a bridge connecting the other two things, the bearded guest Zhang San's baggage Zhai, in fact, only one "Yunmeng Changsong" The ancient bow is a genuine object, and it has been won by Chen Ping'an, but the current rank is still difficult to determine, and Chen Ping'an feels that this bow is a little hot.

As for the small gilded water tank that is the door to the sea in the palace, the Qingniu Taoist priest did not know how not to break the rules, so he transferred the Shao Baojuan who replied, and then a real chance, in the vertical arch city where the emperor and monarch gathered, Shao Baojuan can ask for a certain sense of "sealing", so that the water tank turns from virtual to real, and the depth of the water in the water tank depends on Shao Baojuan's ability to ask for the seal of a certain emperor of the vertical arch city. On the top of the booklet, it is said that this thing can complement the "dragon king basket", the dragon king basket beats the genus of the dragon in the world, but the door sea can use the dragon gas as bait to raise the world's water descendants, raised in the water tank, is a kind of so-called "half-walking water" on the mountain, one grasp and one raising, seamless.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "When we go back to Beiju Luzhou Dumb Lake, we can stay there for a few more days, are we happy?"

Millet smiled from ear to ear, but said: "General, happy bowl mouth." ”

She put the narcissus basin on the table, lay on the table, and added, "When I go back to Luoluo Mountain, there is a big table." ”

Chen Ping'an quipped: "My senior brother Zuo is not very good-tempered, especially with strangers, it is difficult to talk." Even on my little junior brother's side, Senior Brother Zuo has never had a smiling face, so he is very impressed with millet grains. ”

Millet pressed his chin against his arm and asked softly, "Good man Mountain Lord, do you miss Mrs. Mountain Lord?"

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but smile, nodded and said, "Of course I will." ”

Millet grains browled their eyebrows and said, "I don't think it's like an alas." ”

Chen Ping'an put down the booklet, picked up the ebony paperweight and played with it in his hand, as if jokingly: "You have to let yourself think less than you want, you can think less, do you want to?"

Millet frowned, and said trickily: "The mountain lord said yes." ”

Chen Ping'an read the booklet, in fact, now he is equivalent to inheriting the burden of a bearded guest, and he can also set up a stall to welcome guests on the ferry.

Stood up, put down the ebony paperweight, Chen Ping'an twisted out a lantern talisman, hung in the air, slowly burned, and then walked to the window, before in the handing out of the book, there was a talisman, when the bearded guest took the book, he knew it, but still helped to cover it, did not take it out and returned it to Chen Ping'an, which means that Chen Ping'an's move did not break the rules of the night boat, and when the bearded guest rode out of the city, the talisman in the book was like a mud cow into the sea, and there was no trace.

If you don't hit the wall, you don't know where the boundaries are.

After Chen Ping'an boarded the night sailing ship this time, he still followed the customs of the locals and generally followed the rules, but there were some subtle things that still needed to be tried. In fact, this is similar to fishing, you need to make a nest to lure fish in advance, and you also need to know the depth of the fish. What's more, there is a big knowledge of fishing, and there is a doorway to fish small. At first, Chen Ping'an's purpose was very simple, that is, within a month, he would rescue all the monks on the ferry in Beiju Luzhou, leave the night boat, and return to Haoran together.

Chen Ping'an counted silently in his heart, and when he turned around, a lantern talisman had just burned out, just like when he entered the city before, without the slightest deviation.

Previously, in the Taoist Fengjun's unique cave bird lifting mountain road, the two sides met on a narrow road, probably because Chen Ping'an has always respected the old-timers, and accumulated a lot of ethereal luck, one came and went, the two sides did not start to learn what swordsmanship, after a friendly conversation, Chen Ping'an instead used a temporary hand-painted Wuyue true map, and the Qingniu Taoist made a deal. Chen Ping'an drew the map of the five mountains, the shape and style are extremely ancient, and all the five mountains of the world in the future generations of the map is not small, a picture of the five mountains of the real body, the first is the lotus flower blessed land was planted by the master, and later handed over to Cao Qinglang for safekeeping, and then placed in the lotus flower blessed land of Luoluo Mountain. Of course, Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this.

Feng Jun finally got what he wanted, and was very pleased, and was even more impressed by Chen Ping'an, a young descendant who seemed to be a lucky star, and the thin old Taoist was even more impressed, in exchange, and Chen Ping'an learned that Feng Jun was just traveling to another city, so he asked the old Taoist to help the long sword "night tour" , Take it to another city, not only that, the old Taoist who is in a good mood, took the initiative to ask for a few extra small businesses with Chen Ping'an, both sides have their own questions and answers, Feng Jun and Chen Ping'an said a few ferry secrets, of course, Feng Jun only said something to say, such as the way off the boat, and the method of going out of the city to change the city, how Shao Baojuan did the city lord, and what are the cheap actions to become the lord of a city, the old fairy smiled and said nothing.

The long sword "Night Tour" that is no longer by his side, Chen Ping'an has always been inducted with his heart, just like in the middle of the night, in the distance, there is a light flickering in the night, and the passerby Chen Ping'an is clearly visible.

As long as Chen Ping'an is ruthless and slashes the ferry with a sword, the two echo each other from afar, Chen Ping'an is confident that he can not only let Pei Qian and millet leave the ferry first, but also go to the city where Fengjun is located, and continue to stay on this night boat to wander. When the time comes, let Pei Qian return to the ferry of the Phi Ma Sect, and directly fly the sword to transmit the message to the Taihui Sword Sect and the two places of the Lying Peak, on the side of Beiju Luzhou, Chen Ping'an knows friends and respects seniors, in fact, there are a lot.

Millet grains stood on the bench, remembering something, he was so happy that he couldn't do it, his two little hands were blocked by his mouth, and he laughed: "Good mountain master, let's go to the rivers and lakes together, this time let's go to meet the mountain gods of the immortal mansion for a while, don't you drive people out because you can't chant poetry." ”

Chen Ping'an said seriously: "How is it possible, my poetry skills have increased greatly over the years, and I am not stunned to see anyone." Millet grains, it's not me bragging with you, I used to be on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I met an old monk who thought he was a scholar, or the Fourteenth Realm, it seems to be a pseudonym Lu Fayan, anyway, he admires the name of my poem, and took the initiative to go to the city to find me, saying that my poems are rhythmic, and the level is amazing, he admires it and is willing to bow down, so he has to worry when he sees me. ”

Millet grains were shocked when they heard this, and hurriedly clapped their hands with their hands, looking radiant, "It's amazing!"

Alas, it's just a pity that his eighteen kinds of martial arts are useless, because this trip to his hometown of Dumb Lake, in fact, millet grains secretly asked the old cook for a lot of poems, all written in a book, or the old chef is careful, at that time asked her since it is millet grains out of the poems, isn't it? Millet grains were confused at the time, confused, is it a hammer? Zhu Yong let her copy it on the note, otherwise she would show her feet, millet grains suddenly realized, when she picked up the lamp to transcribe those poems one by one, the old cook was eating melon seeds on the side, and patiently answered millet grains, what words are in the poems, what is the reading and what is the meaning.

The old cook said no, he thought about it temporarily, and he was in a hurry to get it, and he was in a hurry. At that time, the millet grains were anxious, saying that they should not be affected by the good mountain lord and her being looked down upon. The old cook said no, no, and said that in his hometown, many people said that his poems were fished out of the bright moon in the water, broken off from the willows at the ferry, and picked up from the wine vat, so it was still a bit of a catty, and he did what he wanted, but it was the fairy language that many famous poets could not ask for all their lives.

Millet will be skeptical, and finally believe the old cook's statement.

In the lamplight on the table that night, the little girl copied the text and wandered her legs, and the old cook chattered while eating melon seeds.

That's why Luoluo Mountain will make Zhou Mili like it so much. Even if the good man mountain master is often not at home, there are still Pei Qian and the old cook, Sister Nuanshu, Jingqing Jingqing......

For this right protector of Luoluo Mountain in the Cave Mansion Realm, the Great Wall of Sword Qi is also a very good place, in Zhou Mili's heart, it is the third best in the world after Luoluo Mountain and Dumb Lake!

One is the hometown of many friends, the other is the hometown of the small rivers and lakes, and the other is the place where she, a big monster of the dumb lake, accidentally became famous in two places in the world.

Chen Ping'an looked at the millet grains standing on the stool, stretched out his hand and pressed it twice, "When we go out, we must be steady and restrained." ”

Millet sat on the bench with a butt, lying on the table again, a little sad, frowning her thin eyebrows, and whispered: "Good man, mountain master, I don't seem to be able to help anything." Outside the Lok Lok Mountain......"

Speaking of this, the little girl in black scratched her head and refused to say any more, but she was a little embarrassed. Some people say that she is just a big fart in the cave realm, and she is still of unknown origin

The little elf, being the protector of Luoluo Mountain, is simply a big joke, in fact, she has been very sad for many years, because those gossips are the truth, she is just afraid that Sister Nuanshu will worry about them, so she pretends to be fine.

Chen Ping'an smiled and stretched out his hand to rub the head of the millet grain, guessed a rough idea, and said tentatively: "Is it that outsiders say that your realm is not high, so they laugh at you and chew your tongue behind your back?"

After returning to Luoluo Mountain, no one really told Chen Ping'an about this matter. Such a big deal, no one said that he had to keep an account, from Cui Dongshan to Pei Qian to the old chef, and Chen Lingjun, no one wanted to escape, only Xiao Nuanshu, forget it.

Millet grain snorted, and said cautiously: "Good man mountain master, it's not that I'm afraid of carrying a burden, I carry the golden flat to patrol the mountain every day, just to secretly use it to warn myself that my duty is big, it's just such a big official, it's better to change someone, I see Jingqing is good, he also likes to be an official, let him be this mountain protector worship, I think it's quite suitable." It's better to spread it, Jingqing is the Yuan Infant Realm. ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Let him be the protector of Luoluo Mountain, no matter how bold our Uncle Chen is, he doesn't dare to have this idea, and Lingjun is even more reluctant to compete with you for this official title." ”

Even if Chen Lingjun dared to be the sect master of the lower sect, when he was discussing in the ancestral hall, in front of a large group of people who either killed him with a sword or killed him with a few punches, this guy could put on a posture of giving up on himself, but he didn't dare to be the only one to worship this mountain protector. Chen Lingjun is a little good, the most righteous spirit of the rivers and lakes, no one has it, he dares to fight for anything, such as the identity of the sect leader of the lower sect, and he is willing to give everything, when Luoluo Mountain is most short of money, in fact, Chen Lingjun has changed his way to come up with a lot of family background, according to Zhu Yong's statement, Uncle Chen was really stretched thin in those years, and he was so poor that he couldn't stand up so much on Wei Shanjun's side. But what already belongs to someone else, Chen Lingjun will not grab anything, let alone the mountain protection of millet grains, that is, on Luoluo Mountain, the benefits and cheapness of sesame mung beans, Chen Lingjun will not touch it. In short, Chen Lingjun is an old Jianghu who wants to save face and suffer crimes.

Maybe even Chen Lingjun himself doesn't know, whether it is the side of the mountain monarch Wei Yan, who has kept countless accounts by him, or the side of the master Chongqiu, who has not dealt much with him, he actually has a very high opinion of him.

And in the depths of Chen Ping'an's heart, the seat of the left protector who had been hanging empty in Luoluo Mountain had been prepared for Chen Lingjun early in the morning. In the secret letter sent to Cao Qinglang back then, this matter was mentioned, and after this guy succeeded in desecrating, if Luoluo Mountain determined that he could not return to his hometown, the matter would be settled. It's just that when Chen Ping'an returned to Haoran World and arrived at Luoluo Mountain, he saw that Chen Lingjun was indeed walking a little too much, so he deliberately didn't mention it.

Chen Ping'an comforted: "On Luoluo Mountain, who is the biggest official? Who speaks the most?"

Millet grinned and said, "Of course it's a good mountain master!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The officials on Luoluo Mountain are big and small, and they don't look at the level of the realm, they only look at the ...... Then tell me for yourself, who can serve the public when this mountain protection is enshrined?"

Millet grains were full of energy, but they deliberately sighed heavily, wrapped their arms around their chests, and raised their little heads high, "This is a bit sad, you can't be an official." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "Not really." ”

Pei Qian returned to the inn and knocked on the door.

Chen Ping'an happened to casually ask Millet why he wanted to go to Red Candle Town to play together. It stands to reason that Red Candle Town is very close to Luoluo Mountain, and Li Jin, the water god of the Chongtang River who opened a shop to sell books in the town, has a lot of incense with Luoluo Mountain, and Qidun Mountain is the "birthplace" of Wei Bai, the king of Beiyue Mountain, and the embroidered river water god, because of the origin of the ghost in the wedding dress, is not stranger to the Gu family and Chen Ping'an in Mud Bottle Lane, so there should be no accidents. In addition, Yang Hua, the water god of the Tiefu River, and Chen Ping'an are even more involved in complex grievances, so to speak, and the incense villain who came to Luoluo Mountain on time to light Mao is still from the Chenghuang Pavilion of the Zhouzhou, so it is said that there is only one Yuye River left in the huge Longzhou boundary, and the rest of the landscape forces have a very complicated relationship with Luoluo Mountain.

Pei Qian's face immediately became embarrassed, Chen Ping'an, who didn't think much about it, immediately thought a little more, and glanced at himself, the great disciple of the mountain, Pei Qian's eyes rolled, just like when she was a child and was caught by Chen Ping'an, it was exactly the same situation.

Millet quickly looked puzzled, and then pretended to be stupid and said: "Why do we want to visit Red Candle Town together, is there any other reason?Well, this is a question the size of a melon seed, haha, didn't I give the answer before, the good man mountain master has a bad memory." Actually, I don't have much money in my pocket and can't afford to buy melon seeds......"

Speaking of which, the little girl really couldn't make it anymore, so she had to turn her head to look at Pei Qian bitterly.

Pei Qian had no choice but to gather his voice into a line, and 1510 told the master about the Yuye River turmoil, said that Chen Lingjun sacrificed the Dragon King Basket, the old chef's question boxing Water God Niangniang, and the little brother's visit to Shuifu later, of course, the Water God Niangniang did take the initiative to apologize in the end. It's just that I couldn't help it, Pei Qian also said that the scene of millet grains wandering alone on the mountain, millet grains are really heartless, walking on the mountain road, grabbing the emerald green leaves and stuffing them into his mouth, looking left and right to see that there is no one, so he chewed the leaves in a big gulp and used them to disperse the silt. Pei Qian did not deliberately conceal it from beginning to end, nor did he add oil and vinegar, everything was just telling the truth.

After Chen Ping'an heard it, he nodded and only said three words, "Got it." ”

He pretended not to have heard Pei Qian's explanation, just rubbed the head of the millet grains, and said with a smile: "When I go back to my hometown in the future, let's go to Red Candle Town together, and let's go to the ancestral temple and water mansion by the way." ”

Millet smiled and continued to move over the daffodil pot.

Pei Qian took out several books, each of which had folded pages, and said: "Master, I found the root, it's Liu Chenggui, a native of Shanyang, and the words are generous." There are a lot of official histories and government records, and there are records of this person under many entries including famous eunuchs, Wenyuan, and water conservancy, but the length is not long. According to the records in the book, it seems that this person was the first to enter the money from the money, which made this kind of mountain weighing instrument more accurate. ”

Chen Ping'an began to flip the book, because Pei Qian had already folded the pages and flipped the inspection very quickly, so it seems that the sage in the book, Zhu Yong, and Liu Mao, the third prince of Daquan in Huanghuaguan, can be regarded as a fellow practitioner, proficient in all kinds of arithmetic and regulations.

When Chen Ping'an saw the entry of the palace view, he found that this person had been ordered to build the Yuqing Zhaoying Palace and serve as the deputy envoy. In addition, the emperor sacrificed to Fen yīn and sent Liu Chenggui to supervise the transportation of supplies, and this person once opened up waterways.

Chen Ping'an knew it in his heart, and instantly understood why he saw him at the inn, and why he almost missed the opportunity with him. Chen Ping'an Avenue is close to the water, and the arithmetic books in his own close proximity may be one of the threads. But today, the Daomen book was sent out in the entry city, and most of it was the root cause of why he didn't know him when he met him, and he couldn't see it at a glance, if it wasn't for Pei Qian's insistence on consulting the books, Chen Ping'an would definitely not care about the book, and he couldn't see any inscriptions on the scale.

And Pei Qian has a complete set of sons, which is a cause and effect that belongs to her, so she can see the inscription.

That Yunmeng long pine small bow is really hot. Is this said that many ethereal and dispensable causal veins in the vast world will be greatly manifested on the night boat? For example, the Qingniu Taoist priest, Zhao Miao rode the ox cart to leave the Lizhu Cave Heaven, the old master of the Taoist Temple in the East China Sea, and the true picture of the five mountains of the old ancestor in the blessed land of lotus flowers. Bearded guest, lame donkey, Pei Qian has seen his story of the rivers and lakes in the romance, Pei Qian wanted to have a donkey when he was a child, and walked the rivers and lakes together. Mr. Wusong of the weapons shop, Bai Ye's fairy sword is too white with a sword tip, and the sword is at night......

Pei Qian looked at the silent master and asked softly, "Trouble?"

Chen Ping'an came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled: "On the contrary, it solves a lot of doubts in Master's heart, and there are already some clues about the way this ferry operates." ”

Originally, Chen Ping'an had actually been a mess in the entry city, covering a previous idea.

Now I am more and more convinced that the key to this night ship is after all the scholars who talk loudly at night, especially the other monk who travels in the same boat and stretches his legs in the boat.

And the boatman who no one thinks too much about!

Chen Ping'an reopened the booklet given by the bearded guest and thought about it slowly.

There are a total of twelve cities on the night sailing ship, and there are four upper cities, so there should be four middle cities and four lower cities.

In addition to the city lord Li Shilang, there is also a deputy city lord in the entry city. The rest of the cities, as it should be, will be set up as the main and secondary.

A city with countless vertical arches of kings, including the cool summer resort at the northern foot of Lishan Mountain, hides the next opportunity to be involved with that scroll. The Chicken Dog City, where the "Songyan Guard" Long Bin is located, hides clues about the fate of "Guangling Stop Breathing Spectrum".

In the famous shop, the young shopkeeper who had a "Haoliang debate" with Bai Yujing's three palms taught Lu Shen would even propose to use a Haoliang sword to help Chen Ping'an open up a new city. This means that the number of cities on the ferry is most likely not a fixed number, otherwise the possibility of exchanging one for one is too small, because it would deviate from the fundamental purpose of this night ship to collect the world's knowledge. In addition, Shao Baojuan's words, especially with the monk and the old woman who sold cakes, revealed a bit of the rules of the avenue at the right time and place, the vast majority of the living immortals on the ferry, words and deeds, seem to be repeated, among the local people on the ferry, there are only a handful of people left, such as the feudal lord of this entry city, the bearded guest, and Mr. Wusong of the weapon shop, is an exception.

But in this way, this small group of people seems to be even more in the cage of landscape words. Year after year, for a hundred years and thousands of years, it's like reading the same book all the time, only waiting for outsiders to board the ship, so that they can be separated slightly, and occasionally add or delete a little text in the content, for these old immortals and old-timers who have been for a long time, isn't it even worse?

Chen Ping'an took out a blank piece of paper from the nearby objects and wrote down the people he saw, the places he knew and the key words, as well as the origin and direction of all the clues of chance.

Pei Qian had just entered the city before, and the three supernatural figures she saw at that time, the palace maid who hung the lantern, the fan girl in the Xiaoshan mansion, and a covered bridge between the colorful buildings, stood a pair of antler boys with silver eyes, most of them were some important horns in the major cities outside the entry city. They were either deputy city lords, or city lords like Long Bin and Qin Zidu.

Pei Qian watched the master write a piece of white paper densely, and the master then clasped his hands in his sleeves, stared at the paper and began to ponder.

Pei Qian said softly: "Master, the mountain selling coupon that Li Shilang handed over." ”

It's a question, but it's not a question.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "It means that we already have a place to settle down in the entry city, just like the Guimai house on Osmanthus Island, because after the mountain coupon is modified to buy a mountain coupon, it is equivalent to a completed official inspection title deed under the mountain." It's just that the master doesn't plan to live, and if he has the opportunity next, he still has to sell it back to Li Shilang, otherwise he will be born on other people's territory and swagger out of a mountain for us. ”

Pei Qian frowned, noticed something unusual, and immediately took out the green paper coupon from his sleeve, and found that there were three words on the back, "and stop the pavilion", and at the same time, a voice echoed through the room, "If Chen Jianxian doesn't buy the house again, it will be too late." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "City Lord Li, don't look at incivility, don't hear about incivility, yes or no?"

Li Shilang replied with a smile: "The world's knowledge is still unseen? Is it a good thing that everyone cherishes their brooms? As for the indecent smell, I can't talk about it, you and I know it well, there is no need to fight this situation, you deliberately mentioned me first, and I will help you verify this matter." For the next three days, I will do it for myself. ”

Pei Qian looked at Chen Ping'an, wanting to ask the master if he could believe the words of the city lord of the entry. After all, Li Shilang, who has no head and no brains, seems to have not treated his master very well from the beginning. On the contrary, the city where Long Bin was located seemed to know the identity of the master's hidden official, and made a special trip to the city to ask for a complete seal.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "It is better to believe in a book than to have no book." ”

Pei Qian asked, "Master, what do you say?"

In fact, Pei Qian didn't understand that Li Shilang only wanted to talk about this matter, and the master said that this thing was an illusory thing, what was the meaning of gains and losses?

Chen Ping'an explained: "The value of the charcoal is not in the physical object itself, but in the scales carefully carved by Liu Chenggui, as well as those large and small scales. Even if you can't take it with you

, Master can also help you accurately depict the scale spacing according to the original specifications, and then sew and restore those slightly worn and large scales, so Li Shilang will remind you so. ”

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, and said to Pei Qianzheng: "But this is your money-making opportunity, whether you fight or not, between the two, it's okay." ”

Pei Qian said without hesitation: "Then forget it, I'm too lazy to run again." ”

Zhou Mili immediately said: "Pei Qian Pei Qian, I still have more gold ingots and silver ingots in my pocket, all heroes and heroes, just waiting for my order, go out to show your strength, don't worry about not enough money." ”

Pei Qian twisted the cheeks of the millet grains, "That's not the case." ”

Chen Ping'an asked Pei Qian to stay in the house, walked out alone, and saw a group of people at the counter of the inn.

I was a little surprised, because like myself, I was obviously a foreigner who had just boarded the ship for a short time.

A young Confucian scholar with a bookcase, with a weak crown age, is calm, and he hangs a jade pendant of a scholar on his waist.

Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this, Zhong Kui, and the gentleman Wang Zai of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, all of them. The style is the same, and the seal script is different.

The Confucian was discussing with the guy in the shop how to buy and sell.

In addition, there was a young Taoist priest carrying a peachwood sword, and a young monk was standing beside him, carrying a Buddhist shrine covered with a cloth, which was the Buddha who carried him.

The young Taoist priest was particularly graceful, and he was laughing in a low voice with his companion little monk: "I heard that there is a city in this ferry, and there is a guy who claims to be the reincarnation of a certain Buddha, it must be that evil view of the outside world, should we put the nerd aside and kill the demons?"

The young monk was silent.

When the three of them saw Chen Ping'an, they were not surprised.

And Chen Ping'an's more attention was still an old man with a sword standing not far from the street outside the inn, there was no doubt that the sword immortal was there, and it might be an immortal realm.

The young Taoist priest with the peach wood sword on his back had already shrunk his hand into his sleeve, pinched his fingers and did mental arithmetic, and then immediately snorted, his fingers were like touching coals, he smiled stupidly, and took the initiative to apologize to Chen Ping'an: "It's Xiaodao who is rude, how offended, offended." It's really too weird here, it's weird to see everyone, trembling all the way, making it easy for people to walk. ”

It's really weird, although they have a special identity and responsibilities, so they are unimpeded on this ferry, but if they want to change the city, they also need to solve the puzzle in general, through layers of passes, there is no shortcut, and the guy Yuan Yan seems to know everything, and he is like a broken bamboo, and finally peels off the cocoon, following the vein that is constantly clear, all the way to this entry city that is most difficult for foreign passers-by to enter.

Otherwise, this Huang Zi nobleman of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain felt that if he traveled to this ferry alone, then even if he had a life amulet, he would not want to leave at all in seventy or eighty years. Those cities, in fact, all as big as the mountains and rivers of the dynasty, on the way to travel, some people return to hold lanterns, on the book "Sanguan Emperor" four words, red and black, hanging at the head of the door, can solve the misfortune. Some people use a small stick to insert incense to offer candles, one step at a time, so as to worship incense to the top of the mountain.

There was a long-faced man who sold wine, and as soon as he drank high, he went crazy with the bookkeeper of the wine store, saying that he would punish you for the ten clans.

There was a crazy man named Xuxu, who was holding a large handful of burnt bamboo slips, and asked if he could make up the words, and there would be a good reward.

There was a post horse from the capital, fast horses, on the snow-white walls of the post station and road pavilion, a court edict was posted on the wall all the way. The inscription poems of the prisoners and eunuchs are on the wall, complementing each other. There is also the sweaty sedan chair driver during the day, gambling late at night, and tirelessly staying all night, which makes the officials who read at night in the adjacent house shaking their heads. Especially in the city before the entry city, the young Taoist priest was on the side of a big river with rolling yellow sand, and saw with his own eyes a large number of ministers and officials from Qingliu who were thrown into the rolling river like dumplings, but there was a scholar standing in the distance, smiling happily.

Chen Ping'an nodded in greeting and said with a smile: "It's okay." It's fun to see but not to join in the fun. ”

"Atmosphere!"

The little Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain praised the green-shirted guest, and then gently knocked the young monk's shoulder with one elbow, "Can you talk, don't you say a few words?"

The young monk still continued to practice the closed-mouth meditation, but after looking at Chen Ping'an, the young monk folded his hands together, and Chen Ping'an returned the salute.

The Confucian spent a few taels of silver and bought it from the inn. The young Taoist priest asked, "How?"

Confucius shook his head and said, "It doesn't mean much, it's better than nothing." ”

The group of three walked out of the inn, and the old sword fairy on the street silently followed the three young men to the city gate together, but this time, unlike the monk who carried the burden and the bearded guest who rode on a donkey, there was a patrol cavalry to escort them.

Chen Ping'an stood at the door with his hands in his sleeves, as he himself said, just watching the excitement, watching the four people leave from afar, obviously the three of them left the city directly.

Inside the city, outside a small pavilion, Li Shilang looked at the plaque and stopped at the pavilion, and sighed, there were more than a dozen maids around him, and Qin Zi was just one of them.

In addition, there was only one white-haired old scholar in a green shirt, who asked with a smile: "City Lord, since you are so distressed, and the young sword immortal has said that he is willing to sell, then you can buy it, who is not good at these business things? Why, for the first time, you can't make money? This is not like your usual style." ”

Li Shilang said: "In the young descendants, there is a sense of pedantic, rules and regulations, and there are some rigid rules, which makes people look unhappy, and it is really uncomfortable to do business with him. The later Confucian was much better. ”

The white-haired scholar smiled heartily: "Don't talk about these things, it's clear that the young sword immortal is too shrewd in doing business, and he has some kind of avenue dispute with you, which makes you worry and suffer." If you're not careful, maybe the position of the lord of this entry city should be spent on another family, right? Otherwise, Shiro will be in a hurry and throw out an eviction order? How can he pinch his nose and hand out the mountain coupons, and give people sneering?

When it comes to selling articles to make money, if you don't talk about how much money you make, just talk about your style, and this Li Shilang next to you can be described as the only one in the world.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to say that shocking sentence, "I plough and eat, how can I be embarrassed?

Li Shilang smiled angrily: "Listen to your tone, I really want to change the city to a city lord?"

The white-haired scholar said: "I just want to make Xian no longer be the deputy city lord of Shilaozi." Learn that Zhang San, and just go. ”

In the dark, the two city lords of the entry city, and possibly Du Xiucai, all thought that the bearded guest already knew that when he left the city, it was the time when the last bit of spiritual light dissipated.

The bearded ranger wore a long sword, rode a lame donkey and drank wine, and left, saying a silent farewell to the world here. The spirit is heroic, enviable, and there is no regret.

On the ship, more people are still trying to find a way to survive and get by. For example, Li Shilang never hid his enjoyment on the ferry.

So Li Shilang didn't speak at the moment, this old friend, unlike himself, the old friend around him just borrowed a drunken woman to avoid etiquette in his heart. Moreover, as the deputy city lord, there are more bearded customers than those who set up stalls, and it is more difficult to leave the city.

EntryIn the city, there are countless books.

Astronomy and geography, three religions and nine streams, hundreds of schools. Humane military and political affairs, alchemists, rituals. Ghosts and monsters, treasures to play, plants and flowers.

From just over 4,000 entries in the beginning, there are more than 4 million entries in the night ship today.

Li Shilang suddenly said: "If you really don't want to be this deputy city lord, the young woman next to him may be an opportunity, maybe it will be your only chance." ”

The white-haired old scholar shook his head and smiled: "The taboo at the wine table is to persuade wine, wouldn't it be too bad for the scenery." ”

Li Shilang said indignantly: "It's strange that this kind of incomprehensible young man can find a fairy couple! No wonder the world is different, and he deserves this kid." ”

The old scholar said with a smile: "The case of Chen Ping, on the top of that landscape travelogue, is not an ordinary flower before the moon." ”

Li Shilang said: "If this is really the case, it would be good for a person with such a temperament in the book, I would give him a mountain coupon for nothing! ”

The old scholar dismantled the stage and said: "The previous mountain coupon was not given by Shilang for nothing, but was earned by others with their own skills." Friendship is friendship, and truth is truth. ”

Li Shilang was helpless, looked at the small pavilion, and sighed: "It's a pity that this pavilion is Fengyue." ”

In the city of chicken dogs, on the bank of a big river, a high-crowned man walks slowly, there is a academy not far from the bank, and there is a stone tablet standing on the bank, inscribed "asking for the place", and in the Taotao River, there is a big stone in the heart of the water, and the stone is placed in the ape threshold.

Long Bin asked softly: "City Lord, when the white-clothed monk traveled to the ferry, he only left this thing on the boat, saying that he was waiting for someone who was destined, could it be that Chen Ping'an? ”

The high-crowned man smiled: "Don't say it, if you say it, you won't be right." ”

Long Bin glanced at a man who was following them from afar, and asked cautiously, "Don't you want to ask about the sword?"

The high-crowned man said, "Say it again." ”

In the white-eyed city, also known as the useless city, in a rural area, the feudal monarch who left the entry city rode a bull, and a long sword hung on the horn of the ox, and the old Taoist sang loudly, holding a watermelon in his arms that he didn't know where to pick it up, saying that the green cow Taoist priest could extend his life. The white deer is a real person, and the bones that have withered can be born...... As a result, he was smashed by a bunch of mud blocks from naughty children in the countryside, chased and beaten, and let the shameless thief leave the watermelon, making a noise, and the road was dusty. The old Taoist priest rode on the back of the ox, swaying, stroking his beard and laughing, there was no way, being favored by others, doing things for others, and suffering a little was nothing.

And in this white-eyed city, in the night of a city, there is a scholar standing at the head of the downtown bridge, and there is only one star like the moon in the sky.

The scholar sighed slightly, not knowing when and who could help Baiyan City break a useless situation.

In the Entry City Inn, the three of them were sitting at the table, Pei Qian was copying books, and Millet was eating melon seeds with the good mountain master.

Chen Ping'an put his fingers together, gently bent his fingers and tapped on the tabletop, and suddenly said, "What kind of girl was Qin from before, huh?"

After Pei Qian finished writing a sentence, he stopped his pen, raised his head and blinked, "I don't know the name, I may not have seen it, I can't remember it anyway." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded.

Millet grains said: "It's called Jasper, I know! There are also those two books, I remember them all, wait a while, let me think about it, don't worry!"

Millet grains stopped swallowing melon seeds, folded their arms around their chests, frowned, and began to seriously think about the titles of those two books.

Chen Ping'an threw a glance at Pei Qian, and Pei Qian immediately smiled with millet grains: "What do you do with this, there is nothing to do." ”

Millet grains looked dazed.

Pei Qian lifted the pen and made a horizontal plaster.

Millet Li glanced at Pei Qian, and then at the good mountain master, and sighed, "Okay, okay, I can't remember." ”

Pei Qian continued to bow his head and copy the book, and millet grains continued to eat melon seeds.

Only Chen Ping'an walked to the window, looked up at the night, turned his back to them, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Millet just wanted to speak, Pei Qian raised his head and kept copying books, but his eyes signaled to Millet Grains not to speak.

Millet grains had no choice but to continue to eat melon seeds.

Twelve cities on a night voyage.

How can it compare to the Ascended City?

Chen Ping'an raised his head suddenly and muttered, "Isn't it a dream?"

The vast world was split by a sword, and someone flew here from other parts of the world with a sword.

The Flying Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator, and following the traction of the brilliance of the tip of the sword, the woman's momentum was like a rainbow, and the sword went straight to the vast sea between Beiju Luzhou and Aquarius, and then slashed the prohibition at will with a sword in his hand.

Instantly landed on the boundary of Whiteeye City.

Together with the Twelve City Lords of the Night Ships, they all sensed such a terrifying vision. It's just that without exception, no one took the initiative to provoke the menacing woman.

The Qingniu Daoist was the most pitiful, because he was the closest to the female Sword Immortal, the thin and short old Taoist was dumbfounded, looking at the young woman in front of him, Flying Ascension Realm Sword Immortal?

The old Taoist priest squeezed out a smile, pretended to be calm, and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman stretched out her hand and grabbed it, held the long sword hanging on Niujiao Mountain, held it in her hand, and squinted at the Feng Jun and asked, "Where is Chen Ping'an?!"