Ji Ning sat in the tea shop, carefully looking at the pedestrians on the road. If Mo Li hadn't confessed in advance, how could he have believed that more than half of the people in this loach ditch were creations, and there were even a lot of demons mixed in it. If it is said that the human being is really alive, it may only be the boy named Yiyunbai.

Nothing happened, and Bao Ning dropped a few copper plates. Greeted the shopkeeper and walked out of the tea shop.

Pedestrians on the street were in a hurry, and most of them just glanced up at Bao Ning and left.

Monk Sanssouci and Yuan Jiugang seemed to sense that someone was watching them. They turned their heads to look at Shen Ning.

Ji Ning nodded faintly and walked over with a smile.

Both of them were already demon clan masters in the late stage of Qi transformation, but when they saw Ji Ning's eyes that exuded a golden halo, they didn't dare to act rashly as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the geese are flying, and the blue sky is as deep as the abyss.

Yuan Jiugang glanced at the carefree monk and greeted Jian Ning with a smile: "You two brothers have all come to the territory of Chu State, I'm afraid that if it weren't for the one who sat on the dragon chair, he would have died in a hurry."

Ji Ning shook his head with a smile and said, "We are not that important, it is just you people in the market who spread false rumors."

The worry-free monk said: "Your brother negotiated with someone in the Chu State, not only secretly learned the mastery of others, but also asked the school palace to pinch his nose and agree to borrow grain, I was really happy when I heard this."

Yuan Jiugang smiled and said, "Why don't you go and drink together?" ”

Monk Ning and Monk Wuwu agreed with a smile.

When I came to the West Mountain, the mountains and forests were dense, the deer in the forest moved, and the long-eared mountain jumped from time to time to show my head in the grass and secretly watched the arrival of a few people.

Yuan Jiugang took out an extremely compact courtyard model from his sleeve and placed it in a place with excellent scenery at will.

The model grows when it encounters the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it expands into a secluded courtyard full of pavilions.

Jian Ning and the carefree monk both admired Yuan Jiugang's ingenuity, and walked into the courtyard with great interest.

The eyes are all verdant, and the garden is full of peach blossoms.

The clear water meanders through, and the small bridge rises blue waves.

Row upon row than corridor over, triple four into the Guanlou River.

Several people walked to the open space in the center of the courtyard, and they all felt that the scenery here was very magnificent.

At this time, the sound of a tiger roaring in the forest outside the courtyard came, and the carefree monk said with a smile: "Wait a while."

Yuan Jiugang held his forehead and smiled helplessly. He knew the man's temperament, and of course he knew what he was going to do. Ji Ning looked at the back of the departing carefree monk with some strangeness.

Before he could sit down, a black shadow fell from the sky, splashing dust on the ground.

A stunned tiger rolled its eyes and collapsed to the ground.

The carefree monk said with a smile: "Cooking tigers in early spring, isn't it a hero!" Before he could talk about it at length, he found that the two of them had already started to get busy.

Yuan Jiugang set up a bonfire in the middle of the courtyard at the right time, and Jian Ning had already run to the nearby to help, not caring at all whether the old monk killed or not.

The stripped tiger skin was spread on the ground, but fortunately the tiger was huge, and the three of them were not too crowded at all.

The old monk personally barbecued the tiger, the firewood was red and smokeless, and the flesh and blood were roasted, and the dripping oil added to the aromatic taste.

Bao Ning took out the fine salt from his bosom, and the carefree monk gave a thumbs up and praised Bao Ning as a real glutton. Yuan Jiugang urged many times, and Jian Ning and the worry-free monk looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. What's more, it is a gluttonous person of my generation, and the food needs to be carefully considered.

Zheng Ning is actually curious, Yuan Jiugang he doesn't know and doesn't feel anything, but the name of the worry-free monk has already resounded in the Han rivers and lakes, and even the high-ranking Yu Xiangguo is secretly investigating silently, not daring to trespass in the slightest, the notoriety of the worry-free monk is not the same as the people in the rivers and lakes, but a bloody case.

But for some reason, the two seem to be very kind to themselves, not at all like an old man.

Yuan Jiugang saw that Ji Ning was distracted, and said with a smile when he mentioned the turquoise small lamp: "Are you wondering why the two of us are doing this to you?" ”

Ji Ning nodded, but simply asked, "I want to ask for advice."

Yuan Jiugang didn't answer him, but asked rhetorically: "Have you heard Mr. Liyang's "Liyang Song"? ”

Zai Ning nodded with a look of yearning: "Mr. Liyang is the scholar I admire the most, and later I heard my brother say that my father and Mr. Liyang are also very good brothers." So I know most of the things about Mr. Liyang."

The monk tore off a piece of fat and thin meat, chewed it heavily, lifted the huge wine jar in front of him, turned it upside down, and drank heavily, completely ignoring the wine that wet the monk's robe.

He said: "Is it the former King of Liyang of the Han Dynasty? That guy is indeed a character, even in our hometown, there are many vassal and elegant Confucian demons who favor him. I know a lot of that man's famous poems."

He took a sip of wine and said, "What I admire most is his strategy and battle formation, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius!" It's a pity that he died young."

Ji Ning smiled and nodded, but then the carefree monk said: "It's just that that guy is just self-serving, and for some reason he angered the Wujiang Water God, and the good situation took a turn for the worse, and he ruined the luck of the Han Dynasty for fifty years." ”

Yuan Jiugang retorted when he heard this: "Change places, the situation at that time was unbearable for a bloody man, what Mr. Liyang said ruined the luck of the Han Dynasty for fifty years, but it was just a matter of fueling the flames with a heart, a battle of Wujiang broke the backbone of 100,000 elite soldiers, and scattered the spirit of the Han Dynasty that had accumulated for a hundred years. In the end, blame a martyred scholar! It's ridiculous! ”

Ji Ning nodded and said: "As far as the war alone is concerned, it is indeed an exaggeration to deduce Mr. Yang's fault, and it is completely intentional to confuse the public."

The carefree monk mentioned the wine jar and drank again, but he didn't care about Yuan Jiugang's distressed expression at all, he said heroically: "No matter what confusion, I only recognize what I saw with my own eyes, when 100,000 Chu soldiers mutinied, Xiang Chu was cold by Emperor Ji's sword, at this time, in the Han military tent, do you know what happened?" Mr. Liyang knelt at the feet of the water god and cried, I was weak at the time, but I could see the desolation of that guy, which caused him to miss such a great opportunity."

Zheng Ning said: "At that time, the water god was in turmoil, inducing the Han elite soldiers to forcibly cross the river, and no less than ninety percent of the people drowned, directly dragging the Han army, which is known as a million elite soldiers, into death. When Mr. Liyang dragged the head of the water god out of the military tent, he had already gone to the general trend, fortunately, he laid down the Shura army in advance, and this was a tragic victory over Dachu, but it was also a victory, and it was a key battle for the Han Dynasty to live in Kyushu."

For some reason, Yuan Jiugang sighed, feeling concerned.

Later, the Zongheng family calculated that if either the Han or the Great Chu could win a complete victory, they would basically be able to break free from the shackles of the dynasty and gather the power of Kyushu to break through the imperial system. At that time, as long as he has recuperated for more than ten years, he will be able to have the legendary capital comparable to the power of the Heavenly Court. There will be no later change of the Emperor Taishang crying blood and supporting the orphan. It can be said that this is really a battle that will be successful or unsuccessful.

Yuan Jiugang put down the small green lamp, and took out a pair of green jade pocket tea table from his sleeve, the tea table grew when it met the wind, and soon appeared in front of Yuan Jiugang. He knelt down and washed his hands from the void, only to see a wisp of spring breeze blowing, and a clear spring appeared in Yuan Jiugang's hand.

Between the waves, from the far away mountain stream floated a trace of clear silver spring water, the spring water splashed casually, the sea of steaming tea mist steamed, from the top of the tea table gathered into a pocket small cloud, the small clouds gathered more and more, not long before there was thunder, and the dripping rain actually wandered above this small tea table, and the rain on the tea table converged into a river, forming countless waterway branches, if you look carefully, you will find that the deep pool where the tea table faucet is located, there are swimming fish moving and jumping into the dragon gate.

Yuan Jiugang solemnly took out a splendid wooden box from his sleeve and opened it gently, which turned out to be an extremely simple red clay small stove.

"This is the relic of Mr. Liyang, and it is recorded in his "Liyang Song", Yuan Jiugang solemnly introduced.

Monk Sanssouci asked in surprise, "Is it a small red clay stove?" Is this really what it looks like? When I saw it today, it was really just an ordinary clay stove" He wanted to take it over and watch it carefully, but Yuan Jiugang slapped his palm open.

"Brew tea, sacrifice Mr. Liyang," Yuan Jiugang said Shen Shen.

Ji Ning knew that there might be many secrets of the past, and he couldn't know it, but looking at Yuan Jiugang's performance, it seemed that this person had a deep relationship with Mr. Liyang, Yuan Jiugang handed the two cups of new tea to the two of them, and the carefree monk just glanced at it lightly, then ignored it, and took a big sip of the wine jar.

Manly man, there is wine to drink! What tea to drink!

Bao Ning took the small teacup, smelled it and tasted it again, tasting the fragrance of the tea and refreshing people's spleen, but it relieved a little depression.

Yuan Jiugang said: "Tea is the famous 'Jade Gold Crown' in my hometown, which is of great benefit to cultivators who have already cultivated their qi."

Ji Ning smiled bitterly and said: "After I feel qi, I can't gather and nourish qi, it's really a waste of this good tea."

The carefree monk glanced at Jian Ning and said, "Don't worry, take your time," he seemed to mean something.

Zheng Ning could only smile bitterly, and finally the worry-free monk pressed the tiger's head and fell asleep. In fact, with his cultivation skills, even if the whole world is drunk by him, he will not necessarily frown, and everyone is drunk if the wine is not drunk!

Yuan Jiugang mentioned Fu Chengshan, and Jian Ning waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to say it explicitly.

The saint lying on the cloud couch smiled slightly, forgetting his feelings and singing!