Qiulu Inn, an old well not far from the gazebo.

There was a young man in straw sandals sitting quietly, as if waiting for someone.

In the house where he lived, the child Li Huai was already asleep, and the light on the table had been extinguished.

Previously, the young man put away a map of the situation of mountains and rivers, including the southern prefectures and counties of Dali and the territory of Dasui, all of which were donated to him by Ruan Xiu.

He put the maps back in his basket and sat down at his table and began to think about the same question again.

Miss Ruan has absolutely no doubts.

But the young man with a mole on his eyebrows, Wu Yuan, the county commander of the government office, once appeared in the blacksmith shop together.

And these maps, listening to Miss Ruan's unintentional words at that time, were generously presented by the county magistrate's office.

His group went all the way south, met outside Yefu Pass, and the two groups of people converged and entered Huang Tingguo together.

In the end, Chen Ping'an walked to the pavilion again, came to the well, and sat at the mouth of the well and waited.

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The Dashui Mansion was gloomy and bleak, and the blood was dripping all over the ground under the hall.

A lively lobby that was originally a singing and dancing level, there are not a few left at this time.

The young man in white still sits on the white jade chair, wandering thousands of miles.

The man in the green robe stood at the foot of the hall, using the water magic power to dispel the blood stains and the smell of blood all over his body. Those young maids in Dashui Mansion, whether they are overboard ghosts in the cold food river or living people, have all been cleaned up by the blue-robed man. If the king is not secret, he will lose his minister, and if he is not secret, he will lose his life. With such a reason, the man in the green robe shocked the eighteen rivers in the north of Huang Tingguo, and built this small country into an iron bucket, of course, he has a deep understanding of this.

Among the two henchmen, the military advisor of the Dashui Mansion and the Confucian scribe were sitting on their backs, neither drinking nor eating meat, like a lifeless mud bodhisattva. The bloated toad, with a languid expression, sat honestly in his position, as if he was frightened by today's tragedy.

Tang Jiang, the deceased soldier of the Dali Green Bamboo Pavilion, sat in his place, holding chopsticks in one hand and a cup in the other, eating the delicacies that were getting colder, and he was still enjoying the taste.

How many years haven't it been like this?

If he bends his waist for a few more years, he will really have to get used to being a lackey grandson, it is estimated that even if Da Li's iron horse's hooves crush the territory of Huang Tingguo, he no longer knows how to be an upright man, right?

The monk who betrayed the Lingyun sect was not dead, but he was already sweating like rain.

In addition to this, there are two lucky people who survived.

It was those two young sword cultivators with very different backgrounds, the young man in white had given them a chance to live before, and there were two beasts left by the Lingyun sect monks in the hall, and the two sword cultivators who had not yet entered the Middle Five Realms, if they could kill one beast each with their natal flying swords without using a sword, they could become the real guests of Dashui Mansion from now on.

The young man in white even promised that they could be brothers and sisters with the god of cold food and water, this honor will undoubtedly help the two carp jump the dragon gate and become a hot and powerful character in the north of Huang Tingguo, especially the Fulongguan Qi Practitioner, who was just one of the beloved disciples of the real person in charge before, and from now on, most of them will be the next head of the inner family, and no one dares to fight.

The two sword cultivators are both at the peak of the Three Realms, the power of the natal flying sword is still very weak and short of breath, and the fight with the two beasts is full of dangers, which can only be regarded as a tragic victory, and they are not lightly injured, but fortunately, the natal flying sword is not much damaged.

The young man in white was stunned, and no one dared to disturb him.

But it's not a matter of being so cold, so the man in the green robe had to ask softly, "True Immortal?"

Cui Yun came back to his senses, looked around, and said to the two sword cultivators: "Since you won, it means that you are qualified to continue walking the avenue." Go down first to recuperate, and the Great Water Mansion will give you the best elixir, as well as all the materials you need to refine your sword. As for the sword cultivation of Fulongguan, after you go back, tell your greedy and lustful master, Fulongguan's ascension to the palace, from the officialdom at the county and state levels to the Hanshijiang Mansion, as well as a few elders of the court, will help, and wait for good news at home. ”

The two were overjoyed and left with gratitude.

Cui Yun turned his head to Tang Jiang and said, "After you go back, you don't need to draw snakes, you and the rest of the spies will continue to hibernate." ”

Tang Jiang quickly got up and took the order.

He was just about to leave, but the young man in white said angrily: "I don't know how to take the sheep and take away the remaining Dashui Mansion gold and jade liquid on a few tables?"

Tang Jiang was a little hesitant.

Cui Yun said impatiently: "Just take it as if Da Li owes you, don't take it for nothing." ”

Tang Jiang's unsurprising face, for no reason, bloomed with a strange look, turned around with his fists, strode away, after crossing the threshold, his back to the white-clothed young man on the main seat, this man clenched his fists high, higher than one shoulder, never dared to turn around, looked into the distance with red eyes, and said loudly: "This lord, Da Li never owes Tang Jiang a cent! Even if you can only watch me from a distance, Da Li is thriving, the country is prosperous, tsk, this taste is better than the gold and jade liquid thousands of times?!"

The young man scolded with a smile: "Yo he, this sycophant kung fu is really a bit perfect, but it's a pity that Lao Tzu doesn't eat this set, get out." ”

Outside the threshold, the big man who was no longer young was in a foreign country, laughing loudly with wind under his feet.

Cui Yun looked at the empty lobby and said, "My surname is Cui, and I am from Dali Capital. ”

The fat man, who is really a toad blocking the river, looked dazed.

The man in the green robe was slightly stunned.

The Confucian scribe who was born of a feminine ghost quickly got up and said respectfully: "Meet the National Teacher!"

The man in the green robe was full of shock, and said sincerely: "It turned out that the Great Li National Master came to the cold house in person. ”

The toad that was in hindsight crawled on the ground again, just kowtowing, banging, full of sincerity.

Cui Yun asked, "Does that county guard surnamed Wei have a hidden background, and is it possible that he will become a roadblock in the future?"

The green-robed man shook his head and said: "That Wei Li is only from the Han clan in the south of Huang Tingguo, and he doesn't have a big backer in the officialdom, otherwise he wouldn't be so humble and wronged with me in this county, so he can only rely on his own scholarly spirit to flatter Dashui Mansion." ”

Cui Yun held his cheeks with one hand, tapped the handle of the chair with the other hand, and said slowly: "Before Da Li annexed the northern countries, he paid attention to a situation like a bamboo, and those who did not surrender were killed. But then going south, you can't be so happy, Huang Tingguo is the first big roadblock, so you can't make a mess full of holes, after all, the entire dynasty north of the Guanhu Academy in Aquarius and south of Dali Yefu Pass are staring at the development of the situation. Wei Li, this kind of loyal minister and filial son, will be more and more in the future, the key depends on whether Wei Li's group of people occupy more temples in a country, or there are more people who don't drive or the like, different situations, the offensive of the Dali border army, there will be a difference in severity and urgency. ”

The Confucian scribe nodded slightly.

Cui Yun suddenly looked at the scribe, "You can comment on Wei Li." ”

The scribe smiled, "Wei Li is very smart, but not smart enough. If you are really smart enough, you won't try to curry favor with both sides in the previous turmoil, thinking that you can get by on your conscience, and you also want to be prosperous in official luck, there is no such good thing in the world, at least in the jurisdiction of my Dashui Mansion, there will be none. ”

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the trembling Lingyun traitor, "This person was slightly coerced and seduced by me......"

Cui Qi interrupted the words of the Hebo scribe and said with a smile: "A little? This is said lightly, after all, the same rice raises a hundred kinds of people, but not everyone can be like you Sui Bin, loyal to the old country, iron-clad, righteous, generous to death, not only to die yourself, but also to drag the whole family to die together." ”

The scribe's face was as usual, and he clenched his fists and said, "The national teacher has praised it falsely. ”

Cui Qian raised his hand and motioned for the scribe to continue the previous topic.

The scribe said, "This county is the nest of Da Shui Fu, and in the past few hundred years, so many things have happened, such as we secretly let the big water burst the embankment, drought and flood disasters in a certain county, etc., not only the surname Wei knows it, but the previous assassins and county guards may not have no suspicions, but there has been no ironclad evidence, plus the fear of the power of the water god, this has been peaceful." Just said that the archives of the county guard's mansion, the dragon has walked through the water many times, and the things that were burned by the fire have what is written on it, anyway, our Dashui Mansion is definitely unwilling to make it public, not that he is afraid of any official encirclement and suppression, but it has a bad reputation. ”

Speaking of this, the scribe turned his head to look at the blue-robed man and said with a smile: "Our lord, we still cherish feathers. ”

Hanshi Jiangshui smiled angrily: "You Sui Bin, just sarcastically mocking your own life-saving benefactor? Back then, your remnant soul wandered on the river, if I hadn't put away your ghost and reshaped your body, you wouldn't have been reincarnated many times now." ”

The scribe just smiled and begged for mercy, but he was not afraid of the monstrous power of the water god at all.

The black-faced scribe, under the nose of the white-clothed young man, bent down to pick up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and then said again: "Then Wei Li has ambition and ability, relying on himself to go to the high position of the county guard, and is willing to bow his head and forbear, such a person, once out of control, become a assassin, and later enter Beijing as an official and be promoted to a chief official, especially the Ministry of Rites, he has become the confidant of Emperor Huang Tingguo, plus he has accumulated a belly of grievances in the local area in his early years, so he is not afraid that he will be ruthless, and as soon as the spearhead turns, he will aim at our Dashui Mansion?" So I told the water god that this kind of official can be used, as long as this person has a mouth in his heart...... Righteousness must not be of great use. ”

The young man in white squinted at the Confucian scribe, "What a heart." If you hadn't been an official back then, but had gone to the mountains to cultivate, you might have hoped to reach the tenth realm. ”

The scribe Hebo smiled and said, "There is no regret medicine in the world." ”

Cui Yun stood up, shook his sleeves, and slipped half of the incense out of the cuffs.

This made the people in the hall wonder, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

The boy stood in the air the half-burning incense, hovered still, and snapped his fingers.

Incense is lit and smoke curls up.

The smoke did not dissipate into the air, but slowly coalesced into the graceful figure of a young woman in the air.

The river Bowen's face changed drastically, and he finally couldn't maintain his previous state of mind, "How is it possible?!"

The blue-robed man squinted, and looked at his henchman from the corner of his eye, although he was surprised by the mysterious powers of the young national teacher, but it was more of a relaxed attitude of watching the fire from the other side.

The woman's figure gradually stabilized, her face became clearer, and finally fell under the hall, it was the woman who was worshiped in the Qingniangniang Temple in Hengshan, who had played chess with Lin Shou, and was finally asked by the young man in white to pay a stick of incense to Yu Lu.

You need to know that the young national teacher, even the old man Yang in the town sincerely praised the sentence "proficient in the art of the divine soul", so it must be Cui Yun who "stole" the woman out with his unique secret technique.

This kind of obscene shrine deity that is not recognized by the imperial court, especially the female deity, is extremely lowly and shallow, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible to leave the realm without authorization.

Before he died, the scribe named Sui Bin was suddenly furious, his face became more and more pale, he stretched out his hand to point at the woman, his fingers trembled, and his elegant face became extremely hideous, "You don't know the shameful obstacle, you still have the face to leave Hengshan? Have you forgotten your oath? It's really a wicked obstacle, a loyal and filial piety to the family and the country, and a wicked obstacle to live up to in every way!"

When the young woman saw the scribe, her face was full of panic and fear, and she said timidly, "Daddy......"

When she shouted these words, the woman was ashamed, and hid her face and wept, pitiful and helpless.

The young man in white sat cross-legged on the chair and gloated: "Accident or not?"

He then turned his head to look at the man in the green robe, and said with a smile: "I have read a book of "Trivial News of the Shu Kingdom", the strange anecdotes recorded on it, including the Hengshan Qingniangniang Temple, which is said to carry the family of a certain former minister, in Hengshan Gubai, martyrdom committed suicide, the family did not want to die with it, so they fled, only the little daughter followed her father, carried a sword to kill herself, and the blood was thrown on the ancient cypress tree, so that the soul lived in it, and finally became the Qing Niangniang of Hengshan, this story can be sung and cried, and the song can be cried. ”

The man in the green robe picked a vacant seat and sat down, and said with a smile: "It's just a rumor, the facts are just the opposite of the rumors, when Sui Bin decided not to flee in that small temple anymore, and to die in the Ming Zhi, the whole family followed the dead country waiter to commit suicide and die, most of the female dependents hung beams, and the rest hit the wall, swallowed gold and died, but the youngest daughter did not want to die, ran out of the small temple, was caught up by Sui Bin, and stabbed to death under the ancient cypress tree with a sword. Trivia" has a good reputation. ”

The man in the green robe took a sip of wine, "Later, her father became a ghost under my command, and later, under my recommendation, became the river master of a river near Hengshan, I don't know if Sui Bin felt guilty, or how, the resentful spirit that was about to be washed away by the wind and the scorching sun, with the secret help of Sui Bin, found someone to build a clay golden body, which has survived to this day." ”

The young man in white was amazed.

Hebo Sui Bin was even more angry, "I, Sui Bin, am not as good as beasts, my Sui Bin has a bright and upright life, and my Sui family has been mellow for three hundred years, how can there be such an evil obstacle as you in the end!"

The young man in white returned to the lazy posture of his body crooked and his hands on his cheeks, looked at the bleak picture of the father and daughter in the hall, and suddenly said, "Sui Bin, it's almost enough." ”

Under the anger of Hebo Wenshi, he didn't care about the young man's national teacher or not, and retorted: "I, Sui Bin, discipline my daughter, what's wrong?!"

The young man said indifferently: "Because I think it's enough, what is the reason for this?"

"Sui Bin, don't be rude! If you dare to say one more word, I will break your teeth!"

Tonight, for the first time, the man in the green robe took the initiative to intercede for his subordinates, got up again, bowed his head to the young man in white and prayed: "I implore the national teacher not to be as knowledgeable as Sui Bin." ”

The young man in white jumped out of the chair and stretched, "Let's go, if you don't go back, you will be suspected." ”

He bypassed the big case, walked down the steps, and said to the woman who never dared to look up to see people, the young man put his hands on his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Don't listen to your father's bastards, a weak woman of your age, isn't it just learning to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and hide in the boudoir when the spring heart sprouts, and secretly think about the lover, this is right." What mountains and rivers are broken, the family and country are destroyed, it was originally useless for a man like your father, so he was shameless, and he was embarrassed to drag you to the funeral with him, what are you ashamed of, your father should be ashamed to hang himself. Don't worry, in the future, there will be a water god covering you, and your father will scold you, and you will let the water god slap him. ”

The scribe River was dumbfounded.

The blue-robed man's head was big for a while.

The woman mustered up the courage to raise her head, quickly glanced at the face of the man in the Confucian shirt, then lowered her head again, whimpered, and whispered: "Dad, it's the daughter who is not filial." ”

The young man in white walked away angrily, slapped the woman on the head, and scolded with a smile: "You are unproductive." ”

Seeing that the Great Li National Teacher was leaving, the blue-robed man hurriedly followed him and asked softly, "Isn't the National Teacher resting here tonight?"

The young man in white said: "I'm afraid of such a murderous aura. ”

The man in the green robe couldn't cry or laugh.

When he walked to the threshold, the young man in white first glanced at the father and daughter who were speechless, and then said to the cold food river water god: "You are much luckier than her, you have a father who is not so pedantic and rigid." ”

The blue-robed man lowered his eyebrows more and more, "The National Teacher has already seen my father?"

The young man in white nodded and said, "He is an old man, and he also invited us to eat a few seasonal delicacies in the mountains, to be honest, it is much better than your big fish and meat with vulgar powder." ”

The man in the green robe smiled: "How dare I compare with my father." ”

The young man in white stopped and patted the water god on the shoulder, "The loss of my two feet, when Da Li eats Huang Tingguo, it will only compensate you more." That white jade chair is of some use to your clan, so I'll give it to you. ”

The blue-robed man who bowed his head and bent down said in a deep voice: "I am willing to die for the national teacher!"

This Da Li national teacher obviously didn't take it seriously, so that the man in the green robe didn't have to send him off, walked out of the Dashui Mansion alone, and jumped into the cold food river.

The young man in white was in the river, without any movement of his hands and feet, he could swim flexibly and elegantly, like a white dragon that lived on the territory of the ancient Shu Kingdom in ancient times.

He finally followed the flow of water to the bottom of the well at the old site of the old city god, and instead of immediately going to the Qiulu Inn, which was close at hand, he stopped and remained motionless for a long time.

The young man in white put his hands behind his back and stood in the well and looked up at the sky.

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At the mouth of the well, someone suddenly asked, "Why don't you come up?"

The young man in white smiled: "I don't dare." ”

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