Chen Ping'an thought that if he touched the stones during the day in the future, he could start from Liu Xianyang's side and go upstream to the covered bridge, so he chose the upper reaches of the first launch tonight, so he would stay away from the covered bridge, and the cyan stone cliff called the green cow's back in the local dialect, that is, the place where Chen Ping'an first saw the girl in Tsing Yi, so he missed the meeting with Song Jixin and the superintendent.

On the side of the covered bridge, there is a four-character plaque of "wind and water".

Under his leadership, Song Jixin came to the bottom of the steps of the covered bridge, and before coming, he not only bathed and changed clothes in the official office, but also hung incense sachets, and a dragon-shaped jade pendant of ordinary material, which was dull and inconspicuous. On the contrary, it was the old dragon Buyu jade pendant that was more brilliant in texture, quality and meaning, and was forcibly taken off by that man, and it was definitely not allowed to be hung.

Song Jixin was holding three sticks of incense in his hand, and the young man stood at the foot of the steps, at a loss.

Song Changjing, the king of the Great Li Domain, turned around, stretched out a hand, and gently twisted the top of the three incense sticks with two fingers, and the incense was ignited.

The man said casually: "After kneeling, face the plaque, kowtow three times, insert the incense on the ground, and it's over." ”

Although Song Jixin was full of suspicions, he still knelt down and kowtowed three times with incense in accordance with what this "uncle" who fell from the sky said.

Although the man spoke lightly, after the young man knelt down, his face was solemn and extremely complicated, and he looked at the ground where the young man kowtowed, revealing a deep hatred.

After inserting the three sticks of incense on the ground and getting up, Song Jixin asked, "It's okay to put incense here?"

The man smiled: "It's just a ritual, don't pay too much attention to it, just start now, learn to act on the spot first, otherwise you may be busy in the future." ”

The man put away his smile, "But don't forget, this covered bridge is yours...... The Land of Dragons. ”

Song Jixin's lips were blue, and he didn't know that he was frostbitten by the spring cold, so the young man pretended to be relaxed and said: "These four words, it's not good to use them casually, right?"

The man patted his stomach with one hand, held the white jade belt around his waist with the other, and said with a smile: "When you arrive in the capital, it is naturally like this, and it will be okay here, there are no temple dogs, nor wild dogs in the rivers and lakes, and no one will catch this king and bite it indiscriminately." ”

Song Jixin asked curiously, "Are you also afraid of being criticized?"

The man asked rhetorically: "This king is in the Dali Dynasty, and he has already fought all over the mountains and the mountains and the invincible opponents, if there is no more thing to be afraid of, wouldn't it be more comfortable than the person who sits on the dragon chair?"

Song Jixin thought about it for a while, and after hesitating, he still made up his mind and asked, "Are you raising obscurity in Taoguang?" or are you raising self-respect?"

The man smiled dumbly, stretched out his finger and pointed at the sharp-edged young man, shook his head and said: "These rebellious words, you really dare to say, you don't know the importance of the stakes, it doesn't matter if you go to the capital in the future, or go to a certain immortal mansion on the mountain, temporarily avoid the limelight, this king advises you, don't be so unscrupulous, otherwise you will definitely be unlucky." ”

Song Jixin nodded and said, "I remember." ”

The man pointed to the gold-lettered plaque, "The wind and the water rise, the wind and the water rise, this king asks you, how to get up when the water rises?"

Song Jixin said neatly: "I don't know." ”

The man muttered, "Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, and knowing is knowing." What bullshit, a reader is a flowery intestine, and a fart will have to come to nine bends and eighteen bends. ”

However, in the face of the young man, this man should be a little more elegant, "If this king is not mistaken, in the past three thousand years in your town, no matter how big the flood is, the highest water level of this creek has never been higher than the tip of the rusty sword. ”

Song Jixin was puzzled: "The old man who lives on the other side of the iron lock well in Xinghua Lane does often recite this statement to us under the locust tree. Is there really a mystery in this?"

The man stretched out his hand and pointed to the far distance, where the stream left the exit of the mountains, and said with a smile: "Between the mountains and forests, snakes have snake paths, and in houses, rats have rat paths." As for the rivers and streams, there are Jiaodao. ”

The man retracted his fingers and patiently explained: "There are many other places in the Dali Dynasty, in fact, there are many customs of hanging swords under the bridge, but those copper coin swords, peach wood swords or talisman swords often can block the entry of the mountain Jiaolin python into the river once, and can no longer block the second time, and even many people who hang the magic sword are shallow, and the power of a river can not withstand it, but it annoys the dragon in the flood, so once the flood passes, the bridge that could have not collapsed also collapsed, and the sword is gone." Only this sword in this place ......"

The man was halfway through his words, and then fell silent.

Song Jixin endured it all the time and didn't ask questions.

The man sighed and said, "Only this sword, from the first day it was hung under the bridge, was not aimed at any dragon going across the river, but was used by the sage to suppress the exit of the locked dragon well, the so-called exit, that is, the deep pool under the bridge, to prevent the dragon's air flow from overflowing too quickly, so as not to forcibly break this small world." ”

Song Jixin hit the nail on the head and asked, "Is the last true dragon in the world dead?"

Song Changjing said with a smile: "In the battle of slaying the dragon three thousand years ago, countless Qi Refiners died, and even the saints of the Three Sects and the Hundred Sects of Grandmasters also fell.

Song Jixin retorted: "Maybe it can't kill that true dragon completely? Although I don't know the original intentions and plans of the saints thousands of years ago, I can guess that the true dragon is definitely not simple!"

After the man shook his head, he also nodded, "You're half right, the real dragon is undoubtedly dead, as for its true identity and symbolism, the three words 'not simple' can definitely not be carried." ”

Song Jixin wanted to speak and stopped.

"In short, all the plans and efforts of Dali are just for the sake of 'making wind and water' and for the great cause of going south in the future. ”

The man took the lead and walked up the steps and said slowly: "If you ask this king, why do the saints of three thousand years want to slay dragons, this king will not answer you well. But if you ask why you were left here, and why you are the noble prince of Da Li, this king can tell you the truth in 1510. ”

Song Jixin lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

When he walked to the highest floor of the stairs, he turned to face the town, "In the future, you will have more energy, and you will have a battle of will with Liu Xianyang and others, and even have murderous intentions, you don't like to lose the price?"

Song Jixin sat at the top of the steps, looked north with the man, and asked a question that was not related to the wind and horses, "Our Dali is at the northernmost point of Dongbao Aquarius?"

The man nodded, "Well, I have been regarded as a northern barbarian for nearly a thousand years. Now it's just a hard enough fist to win a little respect. ”

Song Jixin still lowered his head, but his eyes were hot.

The man named Song Changjing said blandly: "When you arrive in the capital, be careful of a person nicknamed 'Embroidered Tiger'." ”

Song Jixin was confused.

Song Changjing said with a smile: "He is now our Dali National Teacher, and he is also the mentor of your fellow brother." In the past 50 years, I have been able to change from 70 counties and 800 cities to 140 counties and 1,500 cities today. ”

Song Jixin looked up suddenly.

The man laughed, "Boy, you guessed right. ”

The man also sat on the steps, his hands on his knees, looking up into the distance.

Another meritorious service for Dali to expand the territory is obvious, far away in the sky.

At this moment, Song Jixin trembled all over and his scalp was numb.

The two were speechless, and after a long time, Song Jixin suddenly said: "Uncle, although I have murderous intentions towards Liu Xianyang, I have even considered making a deal with Fu Nanhua of Old Dragon City before, and let him find a way to kill Liu Xianyang." However, I have never felt in my heart that a Liu Xianyang is qualified to be on an equal footing with me, even if he has a long-standing family heritage. I killed him, just thinking that if I killed him, I wouldn't have to pay much price, that's all. ”

Song Changjing was a little interested, "So, you have another knot?"

The boy touched his neck and remained silent.

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In the middle of the night, it was silent.

There are still people walking on the street in the town, her figure is slender, her clothes are thin, when she walked through the iron lock well of Xinghua Lane, some gritted teeth, when she passed the archway building, she also kicked a stone pillar, and finally she came to the leafy old locust tree, according to the old man's words, the tree does not know how long it has lived, and no matter when it falls dead branches, it will never hit people, very spiritual.

The girl who swaggered to the bottom of the tree, of course, was quite dismissive of these statements.

She opened the ancient book she borrowed from her son-in-law and began to "follow the map".

She signed up one by one, like a general of the autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

When she was a little dry-mouthed, she stopped the roll call, held the local county chronicle called "book outside the wall" by Song Jixin in one hand, pointed to the locust tree with the other, raised her head and scolded: "Don't you have a shame on your face?!"

Silently, there was no reply.

The girl immediately stomped her feet and scolded, "Four surnames and ten clans, start with the four surnames, Lu Li Zhao Song, you four surnames, know each other a little bit of interest, hurry up, each surname will drop at least three locust leaves, one less locust leaf, my Wang Zhu will be with you for the rest of my life! After you go out, clean up one by one, whether you are young and strong, or women and children, old and young, anyway, they are all a group of white-eyed wolves who can't be raised, and they are ungrateful and reasonable?!"

The girl scolded panting, holding her waist with one hand, and still scolding, "The surname Song, who is the biggest hero of the Dali Dynasty who can have your surname?

"Ten families, two acacia leaves for each surname, and at least one for the rest of the ordinary surnames, of course, if anyone has the courage to bet, the more the merrier, I will make him a lot of money when I turn around!"

"The Cao family in the ten clans, yes, it's the Cao family that has a bastard Cao Xi! This rabbit cub didn't do anything disgusting back then, and he had a bad stomach when he was wearing open crotch pants! In addition to the two locust leaves, you must give me one more as a supplement, otherwise my Wang Zhu swore that after he went out, he would definitely let Cao Xi cut off his children and grandchildren! He dared to pee in the well, how did this kind of immoral ghost become the true monarch of a country?!"

"And that Xie family, your family has a guy named Xie Shi, right? Well, I have a little friendship with him, if it wasn't for me, he would have been washed away by the flood a long time ago, so you don't give one more locust leaf, reasonable?"

In the distance, Qi Jingchun quietly looked at the scene under the locust tree, silent.

For example, a strict father who can only teach his children a lesson is a little helpless when he looks at a child who is older and more arrogant.

It's just that when he saw that the girl kept turning the book, and then the locust leaves that left the branches fell one after another to the pages of the book, Qi Jingchun was a little relieved.

After a thousand words, Qi Jingchun just muttered in the end: "After leaving home, you have to be well." ”

The girl seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked back.

And there was no one.

The girl was stunned, shook her head, no longer thought deeply, and turned back to continue scolding.