In an instant, countless words turned into a splendid article, which fell from the sky and imprinted on Fox Qiu Dao's body, bursting with a burst of black smoke, and the pungent scorched black smell instantly spread.

"Roar!" Fox Qiu Dao was in pain and roared even more hysterically.

Seeing that the fox demon was still about to resist, Bai Shuijing screamed angrily: "Evil animal! Don't be tied yet! ”

In an instant, the light around the old man's body was so bright that everyone around him couldn't open their eyes, and the whole world was like day.

"Ancestor help me!" In the white light, only a hoarse sound was heard from the fox Qiudao.

It's a pity that the light is too dazzling, and Jiang Liu can't open his eyes at all.

He only faintly heard the shrill sound of electricity, and the old man's doubtful voice.

"Huh? It's actually the Five Thunder Edict! ”

I don't know how long it took, the light dissipated, and Jiang Liu forcibly endured the burning sensation in his eyes and looked around.

I saw that the location of the fox Qiu Dao was pitch black, as if he had been struck by thunder, the old man was on crutches and frowned, and muttered in his mouth: "It's a pity that this demon fox escaped." ”

What?

Does this make it run?

Jiang Liu was shocked in his heart, and then as if he had thought of something, regardless of the puzzled eyes of others, he flew and rushed to the location where Fox Qiu Dao was before, and then lowered his head and leaned over to look for it.

Ha! Sure enough, it's here!

Jiang Liu held the yellowed parchment in his hand, and his joy was overflowing.

Previously, in the main hall, when Monk Huineng died, he had been staring at Fox Qiu Dao, and at that time he found that Fox Qiu Dao's behavior was a little strange, and he was sure to guess correctly.

"Little doll, what are you looking for?" Bai Shuijing's big sleeves fluttered, and he asked lightly.

"Uh...... It's nothing. Jiang Liu hurriedly squeezed the parchment in the palm of his hand and hurriedly replied.

"Hehe, it's okay." Bai Shuijing looked at Jiang Liu with a smile, and a smile was revealed in his cloudy eyes.

He knew that his small movements had been seen through, Jiang Liu stretched out his hand with a hippie smile and said: "Hehe, I know that I can't hide it from the old man, this is an ancestral cultivation exercise of my family, but it was taken away by this fox demon, speaking of which, I would like to thank the old man for helping me regain the ancestral exercise." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Liu waved at the old man to show his gratitude.

This old man looks very kind, I first confirmed that this 'Dan Fang' is my own, and then thanked the old man, but this old man can't pull his face to grab things from me, this 'little doll'.

"Oh, I see." Bai Shuijing showed a kind smile, just when Jiang Liu just breathed a sigh of relief, Bai Shuijing smiled again: "I wonder if the little doll can lend the 'ancestral unilateral' in your hand to the old man to see?" ”

Bai Shuijing's flat voice revealed a hint of non-refusal.

Jiang Liu scratched his head, made an innocent and cute appearance, and said with a smile: "Of course, the old gentleman is polite, you saved my life!" ”

With a reluctant face, he handed the parchment in his hand to Bai Shuijing, and Jiang Liu was like a defeated rooster at this moment, bowing his head and not saying a word.

Bai Shuijing took the parchment paper and looked at it carefully.

"Huh!"

"Little doll, you said this is your ancestral thing?" Bai Shuijing was puzzled at first, and then looked at the river in front of him with a smile.

After more than a month of life and death pursuit, Jiang Liu at this time was described as unkempt and unkempt, the clothes on his body were tattered, his exposed arms and feet were covered with bruises and mud, and his body was as thin as a piece of paper, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

He really didn't dare to associate this Taoist Neidan technique called "Eight or Nine Xuangong" with the little beggar in front of him.

"Uh...... What's the matter, that's what my ancestors have passed down from my ancestors! "The river is also out of the way.

I thought that this old man probably fell in love with this "Dan Fang", anyway, I can't get it, so it's better to ask this old man for a little benefit, this old man looks magnificent, and he is probably very rich.

See if I don't lie to him!

"Oh, since Xiaoyou is sitting on the 'Eight or Nine Xuangong', why is there no true qi rotation in Xiaoyou's body?" Bai Shuijing looked at Jiang Liu suspiciously.

"This ...... Because I can't read. Jiang Liu was exposed to the lie, and his face turned red.

However, in Bai Shuijing's eyes, he thought that Jiang Liu was ashamed of his illiteracy, and immediately laughed and said: "I see, the old man can teach the little friend to recognize this text, I don't know if the little friend is willing to learn from the old man." ”

"That's a good feeling, sir, please accept the river flow." Jiang Liu hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to the old man.

Bai Shuijing held his beard and said with a smile: "Hahaha, okay, get up quickly." ”

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So, Jiang Liu sat on the frame of the white water mirror and followed the army to Chang'an City.

When the army came to the outside of Chang'an City, Shao'an, that is, the soldier like an iron tower, rode a tall horse to the frame of the white water mirror, and said respectfully to the car: "Mr. Shui Jing, the army is not suitable to enter the city, and the students can only send Mr. here." ”

"It's okay, Shao'an, you have a duty, so let's go." Bai Shuijing said flatly.

Immediately afterwards, Shao'an led the army to the military camp to station, and Bai Shuijing led the river into the city.

"Cooking cakes, freshly baked cooking cakes, do you want to buy a cooking cake for the guest officer?" It's just baked, and it's hot! ”

"Come and see, don't miss it when you pass by, the best Shu brocade is only one or two silver horses."

"Wine, wine, good wine!"

On the bustling streets, people in coarse linen clothes are holding money bags and shopping around for what they need, but most of the people on the street are yellow-faced and thin-skinned.

Due to the drought in Chang'an City every year, most of the people are hungry, and even the most prosperous Vermilion Bird Street in Chang'an, Beijing, is much more depressed than before.

When the river and the white water mirror entered the city, it was exactly noon, and the weather was scorching.

I happened to see a small teahouse on the side of the road, although it is a teahouse, but in fact it is just a small tea stall made of bamboo huts and hay.

Tea must not be a fragrant tea, it is estimated that it is a bowl of cold water.

Jiang Liu swallowed his saliva and whispered, "Sir, why don't you drink a bowl of tea and leave?" ”

"It's okay, it's been a long time since I've been in Chang'an, and I've almost forgotten what the tea in Chang'an City tastes like." Bai Shuijing was noncommittal, and walked into the tea stall with Jiang Liu.

There are a few wooden low tables in the small tea stall, and there are a few shabby stools on the side, and there are really a lot of people in the teahouse, after all, the weather is hot, and they want to take a break after walking on the street for a long time.

The old and young masters were drinking tea and chatting interestingly, and the small teahouse seemed very lively.

It is also strange to say, an old man with extraordinary clothes, but with a young man in rags, an old man and a young man came to the corner of the teahouse to sit down, and the huge contrast between the images of the two suddenly attracted a lot of attention.

The two asked for a pot of tea, and Jiang Liu grabbed the tea bowl in front of him and swallowed it in a big gulp.

On the other hand, Bai Shuijing seemed to have something to worry about, his brows were furrowed, one hand was on the table, his index and middle fingers were interlaced and kept tapping on the tabletop, and his eyes were always wandering on the people coming and going on the street.

Looking at those people, all of them were yellow and thin, and their eyes were weak, Bai Shuijing frowned.

Jiang Liu drank three bowls of herbal tea in a row, and then he burped with satisfaction, touched his bulging belly, and said to Bai Shuijing flatteringly: "Sir, when did you start teaching me the ability of 'exiting into chapters'?" ”

Bai Shuijing held the tea bowl and said with a smile: "It's better for you not to learn this 'export chapter' ability, that eight or nine Xuangong is enough for you to learn for a lifetime." ”

Jiang Liu's face turned bitter, and he sighed slightly: "Sir, 'Eight or Nine Xuangong' is a fragment, and there is only one foundation-building chapter, what should I do after I finish practicing?" ”

"Hehe, then where have you reached in this foundation?" Bai Shuijing put down the tea bowl and looked at the river with a smile.

"Uh..... Still bleed. Jiang Liu touched the back of his head with a somewhat embarrassed face.

"Oh? The foundation building chapter is divided into four stages: qi induction, concentration, inner vision, and foundation building, and you haven't even stepped into the threshold now, do you still dislike that this fragment is not enough for you to cultivate? Bai Shuijing's tone suddenly became a little harsh.

Jiang Liu saw that Bai Shuijing was a little angry, and hurriedly changed the topic and said, "That...... Hahaha, what does Mr. Guan seem to be worried about? ”

"Hmm." Bai Shuijing's lips pursed tea, and his brows furrowed slightly.

After a while, he put down the teacup and sighed: "The old man asked you, what do you think of Chang'an when you follow the old man all the way?" ”

Jiang Liu retracted his smile and scrubbed his chin, as if he was carefully organizing his language.

After a long time, he slowly spoke: "Thousands of miles of red land, no harvest, demons are everywhere, but the court is powerless to suppress it, and the people are really struggling to make a living." ”

"What do you think of the saying, 'When a king loses his virtue when a calamity comes from heaven?'" Bai Shuijing frowned slightly, looked at Jiang Liu, and asked again.

Jiang Liu raised his eyebrows: "Since ancient times, natural disasters have been blamed on the king, isn't it a little unfair?" ”

"Who are you listening to when you say this?" The white water mirror has all the hair, and it looks a little scary.

"I ......" Jiang Liu realized that his thoughts seemed to be a little out of place in this era, and looked to the side with a weak heart: "I said it casually myself." ”

"Casually?" Bai Shuijing said in disbelief: "You didn't lie to the old man? ”

From a modern point of view, there is no problem with Jiangliu's statement, but in an era that emphasizes the induction of heaven and man and the divine right of kings, this sentence is inconsistent with the mainstream of society.

Jiang Liu lowered his head and asked weakly, "Sir, am I saying the wrong thing?" ”

"You are not deeply involved in the world, there are some things you still don't understand, the old man doesn't blame you, you should be cautious in the future." Bai Shuijing's face was a little unpleasant, and he said in a serious tone.

Jiang Liu nodded: "Yes." ”

Didn't you just say it casually, is it so serious?

was interrupted by the river like this, and Bai Shuijing also extinguished his thoughts about chatting.

immediately put down a few copper coins in the corner of the table, and said lightly: "Let's go, go back to the mansion with the old man." ”

"Wow! Mr. also has a house in the capital! Jiang Liu's eyes were full of little stars, and he looked enviously at the white water mirror.

You know, in the era when he lived, housing prices were speculated, what is the concept of being able to own a house in Beijing? Proper upper-class people!

"Hehe, that's nature." Bai Shuijing's expression was a little arrogant, and then he looked in the direction of the palace, and arched his hand and said: "The prince gave him a mansion back then, and it is located in Changshoufang. ”

After Bai Shuijing settled the account, he took Jiang Liu to the white house located in Changshoufang.