The Xianjia Ferry Port of Bone Beach is the hub of the southern part of Beiju Luzhou, prosperous and bustling, in Chen Ping'an's view, it is all fairy money with long legs, and it is inevitable that there is some longing for the future of its own Niujiaoshan Ferry.

According to the rules, the boarding and disembarking of the ferry, regardless of the realm and identity, should be on foot, in the Aquarius and Tongye Continent, as well as the inverted hanging mountain where the fish and dragons are mixed, it is the same, but it is different here, even if it is in accordance with the rules, it is also scrambling, more or the chic sword turned into a rainbow and went away, driving the magic weapon to take off, riding the fairy bird to travel far away, jumping down directly, messy, noisy, the steward on the ferry of the Phi Ma Zong, and the ferry on the ground, saw these fucking unruly bastards, both sides scolded and scolded, There was also a Sea Viewing Realm monk who was in charge of the guard of the ferry, and when the fire was big, he directly shot and knocked a qi practitioner who passed by the wind above his head to the ground.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an couldn't cry or laugh, this was still under the nose of the Phi Ma Sect, and if it was changed to another place, what would it look like?

Chen Ping'an is not in a hurry to get off the boat, and the old shopkeeper is still chatting about a few places where the bones beach must be walked, people are kind enough to introduce the scenic spots here, Chen Ping'an is always not good to let people talk halfway, so he patiently continued to listen to the old shopkeeper's explanation, those disembarkation scenes, although Chen Ping'an is curious, but he understands one thing when he is young, when he talks to people, others speak sincerely, you look around there, this is called no tutor, so Chen Ping'an just glanced a few times and retracted his gaze.

The old shopkeeper has been in the ferry shop business for two or three hundred years, ushered in the send-off, refined a pair of fiery eyes, quickly ended the previous topic, and explained with a smile: "Let's go to Luzhou in the north, look at the chaos, but after staying for a long time, I feel cool, and it is indeed easy to make a feud inexplicably, but there are many things that can be trusted with life and death, and I believe that Chen Gongzi will understand in the future." ”

When the old shopkeeper said this, his face, which was accustomed to the vicissitudes of wind and rain, was full of pride that could not be concealed.

Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this, so his heart is a little sad.

There used to be people who were like this, proud of being born in Beiju Luzhou, even if they were just Qi practitioners in the Lower Five Realms, just maidservants on the Jiaoshan ferry.

The old shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, remembering the private meeting between Wei Yan, the god of Dali Beiyue, and himself, so he said softly: "Gongzi Chen, can you allow me to say something that is not very pleasant?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Huang, please speak." ”

The old shopkeeper said slowly: "Beiju Luzhou is more xenophobic and likes internal strife, but when it is unanimous with the outside world, especially in a group, I hate several kinds of outsiders the most, one is the Confucian protégé who has traveled here, and I feel that they are sour and smelly, and they are very unpleasant. One is the children of the immortal family of the tyrants of other continents, all of whom are above the top. The last one is the sword cultivation of the foreign country, I feel that this group of people does not know the height of the sky, and they have the courage to come to our Beiju Luzhou to sharpen their swords. ”

The old man stretched out his hand to support the railing, sighed, and sighed: " Among the three, the second kind, the most annoying, in history, I don't know how many young people who call for wind and rain in their hometowns in other continents, relying on the identity of the family ancestor or preacher, they are not very particular about doing things and speaking, but almost none of them can please well, and they flee from Beiju Luzhou with a disgraced face, which is not bad, and there are not a few who have broken the cultivation road, or even died directly here, among them, there are Huang Zi nobles of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, there are the descendants of the hundreds of families, the disciples of the ancestors of the Liuxia Zhou Immortal Family, and the disciples of the Flying Ascension Realm of the Liuxiazhou Immortal Family, as well as the younger brother of the God of Wealth in the Heavens, who were beaten to death here at the beginning, all of them, these old bad debts, There are many shocking disasters, and those monks on the top of the mountain in other continents who have lost their relatives and disciples have not even figured out the enemy. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I will keep the reminder of the shopkeeper Huang in mind." ”

The old shopkeeper regained his smile, hugged his fists and said loudly: "A little taboo, such as a few hemp ropes in the market, can't restrain the real human dragon, Beiju Luzhou never rejects the real heroes, then I am here, I wish Chen Gongzi a successful breakthrough in Beiju Luzhou!"

Chen Ping'an returned the salute with a fist, "Then borrow the auspicious words of the shopkeeper Huang!"

Chen Ping'an put on a hat, a green shirt and a sword, and left the ferry boat of the Phi Ma Sect.

According to Huang Lao's shopkeeper, there are three places in Bone Beach that must be visited, otherwise Bone Beach will be in vain.

The first is that the swaying river ancestral temple with a low rank but a huge area, as a river god, the ancestral temple dedicated to the golden body is more magnificent than the water gods of the vast majority of rivers in Beiju Luzhou.

There is also from the entrance of the foot of the Phi Ma Sect, has been extended to the depths of the huge city, called the mural city, there are eight high walls under the city, the painting has eight ancient fairies who have fallen into the country and the city, lifelike, delicate, it is rumored that there is also the "do not look at the cultivation, only look at the fate" of the great fortune, waiting for the destined people to go, eight fairies, was the remnants of the female official spirit of a palace in the ancient heavenly court, if there is a "skirt" Now there are eight fairyland female officials, only three remain, and the remaining five murals have dissipated aura, the highest one is actually the Yupu realm cultivation of the upper five realms, the lowest one, is also the Jindan land immortal, and the mural above, there are still magic weapons, will be taken away by them, Phi Ma Sect has invited all the masters, trying to use the method of the immortal family to rub the monument, to obtain the magic weapon painted by the mural, but the mural is full of mysteries, and has never been able to succeed.

In addition to the only three murals left, there are many artifacts and yin spirits in the city that sell the world's ghosts and ghosts, which are ordinary immortal mansions, and they are also willing to come here to bid and buy some well-trained heroic puppets, which can not only serve as an alternative door god who shelters the mountain, but also can be used as a defensive weapon that does not hesitate to die for the Lord, and walk the rivers and lakes hand in hand. Moreover, the mural city is scattered to cultivate wild cultivation, and there are often heavy treasures hidden in this transaction, and now a young sword immortal who has rushed to the Great Wall of Sword Qi has made a fortune that is to pick up a half-immortal soldier from the hand of a wild cultivator.

Finally, the "Ghost Valley" of the Bone Beach is the most attractive to sword cultivators and pure martial artists, and the Phi Ma Sect intends to expel and gather the powerful ghosts that are difficult to refine in one place, and after outsiders pay a toll, they will bear their own life and death.

Chen Ping'an planned to go to the nearest mural city first.

After Chen Ping'an stayed away from the ferry.

An old monk of the Phi Ma Sect who was in charge of the cross-continent ferry, his qi was constricted, and the aura of the qi mansion did not overflow, and he was a well-known one in the Bone Beach

Yuanying Monk, in the Phi Ma Sect Patriarch Hall has a very high seniority, but he is usually reluctant to show up, the most disgusting human contacts, the old monk appeared next to the Huang shopkeeper at this moment, and said with a smile: "You are still a businessman, where are those words unpleasant, it is obviously disgusting." ”

A young man who can make Dali Beiyue Zhengshen show up, one person monopolizes the top of Lizhu Cave Tiansancheng Mountain, and he must be involved with the so-called three kinds of people in the shopkeeper, at least one of them, a little bit of a temper, maybe he will be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs, thinking that the shopkeeper is giving a dismount.

The old shopkeeper stroked his beard and smiled, although the realm was much worse than the old friend of the Yuanying Realm beside him, but he usually came and went, very casually, "If it is a young man with a good face and an anxious child, it is not such a simple situation on the ferry, I have just heard about the three places of Le Mural City, and I have already said goodbye and disembarked, where is I willing to accompany me A bad old man to nag for a long time, then I don't need to say what I said." ”

The old Yuanying smiled casually: "I don't know my heart." ”

The old shopkeeper laughed, "It's just trading, if you can save some favors, you can earn a point, so Lao Su, you are not the material for doing business, and the Phi Ma Sect handed over this ferry to you to take care of, which is really a bad violation of Jinshan Yinshan." How many connections that could have been gathered are running around in front of your eyes, and you don't even grasp them. ”

"It's really a good thing for a cultivator to be left and right?"

The old Yuanying sneered: "Wouldn't it be more bad to change to an earth immortal who is expected to go to the Five Realms and waste your time." ”

The old shopkeeper pretended not to understand the meaning of the words, resting his elbows on the railing, looking at the scenery of his homeland, the livelihood of the cross-continent ferry, the most important thing is to enjoy the mountains and rivers along the way, but he has seen more, or feels that his own water and soil are the best, at this time listening to the words of a Yuanying monk, the old shopkeeper smiled and said: "Don't treat me as a basket, I don't complain here." ”

The old Yuanying didn't care, remembered something, frowned and asked: "What is going on with this Jade Gui Sect? How did the lower sect move to the Aquarius Continent, according to common sense, the Tong Ye Sect Du Mao died, barely maintaining the tree from falling down, as long as Xun Yuan gently went to the north of the Tong Ye Sect, casually swinging, taking advantage of the illness to kill people, the Tong Ye Sect estimated that it would be completely finished in less than three hundred years, why didn't Xun Yuan do such a cheap thing? This Xun Lao'er is said to be a merry man when he was young, could it be that his brain broke the legs of a certain aunt?"

The shopkeeper of the Void Hate Workshop surnamed Huang shook his head and said: "Anyone in the Yugui Sect can be a fool, but Xun Yuan will not be, even if he has never dealt with him, just seeing that this old-timer can tame Jiang Shangzhen, it is not simple." What kind of temper did Jiang Shangzhen have? At the beginning, he was just a Jin Dan cultivator, and he traveled to our northern Luzhou alone, but how many mountains and fairies did he suffer as a result? In the end, he was eaten and wiped clean, and he successfully ran away. Lao Tzu has no knots in his life, only the depression of my little aunt, and I have never been able to let go! The little aunt had the grace of shelter and protection to me back then, if it weren't for her care, I would have been grave with three feet of grass, this Jiang Shangzhen, who suffered a thousand knives, thought that my little aunt was such a good woman, alas. Damn, when it comes to this guy, Lao Tzu is both angry and convinced. ”

The old shopkeeper usually talks, but he is actually quite elegant, not like the monk of Luzhou in Beiju, when he mentions Jiang Shangzhen, he is a little bit gritted his teeth.

The old monk gloated and said, "Here I am, the basket is full." ”

The old shopkeeper spat out a mouthful of spit, as if he wanted to vomit all the depressed breath.

He asked curiously: "Looking at the posture, it seems that the Dali Song clan intends to raise the Niujiaoshan ferry, and there is not the slightest attempt to expand the Changchun Palace ferry.

The old Yuanying monk shook his head, "Da Li is the most taboo for outsiders to spy on espionage, our Ancestor Hall has been specially advised, many well-used methods are not allowed to be used in the Beiyue boundary of Da Li, so as not to make a bad deal for this, Da Li is not as good as it was back then, and he has the confidence to block the Bone Beach ferry from going south, so I don't know who the other party is going to, but it's the same anyway, I'm not interested in tinkering with these, just get by on both sides." ”

The old Yuanying sighed: "It's only been a few years, the first Xianjia ferry that can accept cross-continent ferries in Dali was officially put into operation, and the monks and generals stationed in Dali are all first-class leaders in Dali, which is not a hot and powerful person, it can be seen that we are smiling one by one, from beginning to end, the waist has not been straight." You've seen it too, and then look at it now, a Beiyue righteous god, called Wei Yan, right, how about it? Bend over? No. Feng Shui takes turns, and soon it will be replaced by what we have to ask for others. ”

The old monk's heartstrings tightened suddenly, and he gave the shopkeeper a look, who was like a great enemy, and the old monk shook his head, signaling not to be too nervous.

As long as it's in the realm of the Bone Beach, there can't be a big mess, and when I wear the Ma Sect's mountain protection array, is it a decoration?

The two turned their heads together, a "guest" who boarded the boat against the current, middle-aged appearance, wearing a purple and gold crown, a white jade belt at the waist, very romantic, this person walked slowly, looked around, seemed to have some regrets, he finally appeared and stood not far behind the chatter, looked at the old shopkeeper with a smile, and asked: "What is the name of your little aunt?" Maybe I know. ”

Everything else can be discussed, involving personal privacy, especially the little aunt, the old shopkeeper is not easy to speak, and his face is gloomy, "Which onion are you? Where did you drill out of the earth, and where did you retract it!"

The man said a fluent and familiar Beiju Luzhou dialect, nodded and said: "If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, in the Xia Chunchao Palace, Zhou Fei." ”

The old shopkeeper laughed angrily: "It's not that Jiang Shangzhen will give Lao Tzu a fuck." ”

The middle-aged monk thought for a moment and smiled, "Okay, then I'll get out." ”

He turned around and went straight out of the boat.

The old shopkeeper looked at the Yuanying monk with a solemn face on the side, and wondered: "Could it be the same Yuanying boss as Lao Su and you?"

The old Yuanying stretched out a finger and pointed upward.

The old shopkeeper was not afraid, at least he didn't panic, and rubbed his chin, "Otherwise, I'll go to your ancestral hall to hide for a month?"

Old Yuanying patted him on the shoulder, "The other party is not good at first glance, you, just ask for yourself."

Blessings. That person hasn't gone far yet, otherwise you will go and apologize to others? If you want me to say that you are a businessman, since you dare to say that I am not that material, you want to do this kind of dough. ”

The old shopkeeper snorted, "If that guy really has the ability, he will beat me to death in front of Su Lao." ”

The old Yuanying said that he didn't care about idle things, but in an instant, this master of the Phi Ma Sect was covered in treasure, and then put his fingers together, as if he wanted to grab something.

But it's still a line of slowness.

I saw a verdant willow leaf, hovering at the heart of the old shopkeeper.

A voice sounded on the side of the ship's railing, "You have used up that little incense before, and if you talk about it again, it will really be cold." ”

The willow leaves are gone in a flash.

After a while, the old Yuanying said, "It's already gone." ”

The old shopkeeper's eyes were complicated, he was silent for a long time, and asked, "If I spread this news, how much fairy money can I earn?"

The old Yuanying smiled: "I advise you not to be impulsive, you have a life to earn, and you have no life to spend." ”

The old shopkeeper endured and endured, slapped the railing hard, and couldn't wait to open his throat and shout, Jiang Shangzhen, who was a dog, came to Beiju Luzhou to harm the little daughter-in-law again.

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At the entrance of the mural city at the foot of the Phimazong Mountain, it was overcrowded, Chen Ping'an walked half a stick of incense, and finally found a relatively secluded place, picked up the hat, sat on the roadside stall and made a lunch, just about to get up to check out, I saw an acquaintance who appeared at some point, and had taken the initiative to help pay the money.

Chen Ping'an picked up the hat and asked, "Did you make a special trip to block me?"

The man smiled: "There are some things that still need me to make a special trip to explain them well, so as to save the knot and ruin the friendship between our brothers." ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment.

Whether it is in the lotus flower blessed land, or in the Qinghu Palace in Tongyezhou, this person will not be so familiar and diligent as to work on the surface.

Jiang Shangzhen laughed and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I used to stay in Beiju Luzhou for a while, and I revisited my hometown, followed the customs of the countryside, and couldn't help myself, so I like to call others brothers." ”

The two walked to the entrance of the mural city together, and Jiang Shangzhen spoke to Chen Ping'an with ripples in the heart lake.

Just walked to the entrance, Jiang Shangzhen finished speaking, and then said goodbye and left, saying that Shujian Lake was in ruins and needed him to rush back.

After Jiang Shangzhen and Chen Ping'an separated, they went to the ferry boat of the Phi Ma Sect, found the old shopkeeper, and had a good "heart-to-heart" talk.

Chen Ping'an walked along an almost imperceptible ten-mile slope into the mural city located underground, on both sides of the road, hanging a lantern made by the immortal family, reflecting the road around the bright as day, the light is soft and natural, like the warm sunshine in winter.

Chen Ping'an silently pondered Jiang Shangzhen's words.

Moving two steps sideways, dodging a woman holding a porcelain vase in her arms and walking in a hurry, Chen Ping'an was almost completely distracted and continued to walk.

I never thought that the woman behind her sat on the ground, crying and crying, and there were porcelain shards around her.

Chen Ping'an's body leaned back slightly, and he walked backwards in an instant, came to the woman's side, and fell down with a slap, which made the other party a little stunned, and slapped down, making her hot and painful.

The woman, who was supposed to hold the man's calf and start to sprinkle skillfully, didn't dare to continue howling, she looked timidly at the four or five accomplices on the side of the road, and felt that she had been slapped twice in vain.

It's a pity that in the end, the woman only received another kick from a young man, which made her head shake, and she said, "You will pay for the three taels of silver when you turn around."

The woman gried, and said, "Isn't it the capital of two taels of silver?"

As a result, it's okay not to speak, this opening, another kick on the door, the man sneered, the brothers' travel expenses, is not worth a tael of silver?

As the men left, they whispered, and one of them, who had also shouted a bowl of wontons from the stall earlier, thought that the young ranger with the hat on his head was a good starter.

On the road, the woman didn't care about wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth, after all, people came and went, hindering the real fairy master, but it was not a trivial matter of a few slaps on her feet, she hurriedly took out a large cotton cloth from her sleeve, put away the broken porcelain, and left in a hurry.

Leaving the slope entrance of the mural city, I arrived at an alley, where some whitened door gods, couplets, and the highest spring characters were posted.

After rubbing his cheeks, straightening his clothes, and squeezing out a smile, he pushed the door in, and there were two children playing in the courtyard.

The woman closed the courtyard door and went to the stove to cook on the fire, and sighed softly when she looked at the rice jar with only a thin layer at the bottom.

Wait until she's done cooking a shabby meal.

Suddenly, a child jumped and ran, followed by a smaller one behind his buttocks, and came to the stove room together, holding it in both hands, and there were two snow-white coins on it, and the child's eyes lit up, and asked: "Mother, mother, mother, there are two coins at the door, look at you, is it spit out of the mouth of the door god?"

The woman was stunned.

Where did the two snowflakes come from?

Rich people are not interested in teasing her family of three, she doesn't have any appearance, and her two children are even more ordinary, so what's going on?

A young man wearing a hat walked out of the alley and said to himself: "This is only once, and there is no need to know these other people's stories in the future." ”

He walked slowly, turned his head to look, and saw two children, both of whom were still very young, running wildly with all their strength, smiling and shouting to buy sugar gourds, there are sugar gourds to eat.

The green-shirted swordsman also laughed, and helped the hat, his eyes have always been gloomy and silent all these years, and there are few times when he is so warm, "Then I will know again in the future?"

I don't know why, after making up his mind to "disturb myself" one more time, the young foreign swordsman who strode forward suddenly felt that his heart was not stagnant and dull, but only felt that the world was big, and such a self was really everywhere.

(End of chapter)