In Fangliang Dao Academy, there was originally a "Huaxu Four Immortals" famous for a while; since Ren Pingsheng entered the school, half a month later, the name of "Huaxu Four Immortals" no longer exists, and it was replaced by "Huainan Wujie".

There are even many classmates jokingly saying that the rivers and lakes are unique, and Fangliang Taoist Academy occupies the second one, while the world's Huainan Wujie gathers by the Dog Trail Lake.

Mr. Lin Daoqing, who has a million scriptures in his chest, every time he lectures, someone always falls asleep.

And a few people who have a good dream, they will always be those ones, and they have never changed. Lei Zhenyu of Class A, Shen Gongjie, Zhang Bian of Class A of Class E, Ma Xiaoyan of Class B, this is the four immortals of Huaxu.

Later, there was an additional Ren Pingsheng of Class C and Class B, and he was called Wu Jie along with the previous Four Immortals.

That Lin Jiaoxi is also very good-tempered and never disturbs people's dreams.

Anyway, his own teaching is similar to talking in a dream.

At the time of the first class, the dream was chaotic, there was a bleak scene of a group of evil young men beating a ragged boy on the Mountain of No Return, a white ape suddenly turned into a white ape who was driven all the way from Nantouling and died in the mountains of Xiling, and an iron sword killed the pleasure and revenge of the Quartet in Shanghe Village.

Among them, the movement is the largest, and the scene is the most thrilling, but it is the earth-shattering vision of the sword coming out of the stone and the Yingsheng Bridge collapsing.

Every time I dream of Tongchuan City, through the rivers and mountains and fog to see the fire refining Xiling, the heroic scene of the swordsman going to die, Ren Pingsheng will be in a cold sweat, and suddenly wake up. As soon as I opened my eyes, I could see the old man who was almost dressed in quail, standing in front of the desk with a kind face. The old man's eyes are as deep as a valley, and there are thousands of sounds in the valley like the Zen words of a monk, which makes Ren Pingsheng instantly peaceful.

In one month, there were a total of eight lectures by Mr. Nalin, which was eight big dreams for Ren Pingsheng. At first, there were nightmares, and then the dreams gradually became clear and peaceful.

By the eighth lesson, it was like a dream, and the dream was just blank.

Occasionally, Ren Pingsheng would ask about several other people with the same name as him, and every time he said this, they all looked strange and never mentioned their dreams. Zhang Bian and Shen Gongjie persuaded him that when he was dozing off in class, since he couldn't restrain himself, he would let it be natural, but about dreams, he couldn't talk to others.

This day was the ninth lesson of Lin Jiaoxi, and Ren Pingsheng heard that "there is nothing in the world greater than the end of Qiuhao, and Taishan is small...... Heaven and earth are born with me, and all things are one with me......" He could not hear the latter content, but fell asleep soundly in his own muttering and silent recitation.

No matter whose class it is, the other party only needs to start it, and the content behind it will flood into his mind like a flood bursting the embankment. It's self-taught.

“...... If so, ride the clouds, ride the sun and the moon, and travel beyond the four seas ......", Ren Pingsheng recited silently in his dream, thinking that he would enter the dream of "the land of nothing" again. I never thought that what I met and saw this time was like life.

"It's just a dream!" Ren Pingsheng walked alone with a sword in the rich land of high ground and green mountains and rivers that day, with brisk steps. If the world is full of such beautiful scenery in your dreams, why not wake up for the rest of your life?

When he met him as a country girl, he smiled and looked a little shy, but he took the initiative to invite this scholar in green shirts to rest at home, even if it was to spend the night, it didn't matter.

There is a hoe tenant left to make way, but he took the initiative to leave Ren Pingsheng to talk a few words to each other, will say some local customs, strange news, and before you know it, it will be late.

It is also opposite to the rich man's car and horse, and the other party will take the initiative to stop and let the pedestrians pass first.

After Ren Pingsheng crossed the bridge, he looked at the car window and nodded to the young rich man who was not amazing and dressed very specially. The rich man smiled in return, and the two sides went their separate ways.

It's just a quick glance, and the rich man's appearance and eyes have been haunting Ren Pingsheng's mind, lingering, and he always feels that something is not quite right.

Or it is the style of the other party's clothes, which has never been seen, and it is out of character at the time. Ren Pingsheng thought so.

Arriving at a town at night, Ren Pingsheng stayed in an inn that was not big or small, put down his luggage, and then returned to the lobby to ask the middle-aged shopkeeper behind the counter.

Whether it's a dream or a reality, now that he has become the owner of a mountain, with a regular civil registration, Ren Pingsheng can travel the world with peace of mind. So everywhere he went, he wanted to visit the local city god, animal garden, workshop, and the location of the city lord's yamen. In addition, he always felt that there should be a big lake in the city where he could swim at night, and there were rich children and prostitutes drinking on the boat, and there was a slow sound of pipa in the boat, the sound of the jade flute, and the singer with a shy face and a closed moon, singing a song that made all the people who heard the song cry.

He didn't know why he was looking for these five places.

Due to his life, in addition to the workshop, the other four places, Ren Pingsheng has never been interested.

Isn't it because after studying, people's mood and temperament will change greatly? Moreover, since I got acquainted with Ding Changjiu, I once drank in Qinglou, although I rejected it in my heart, but subconsciously, I began to yearn for the soft fragrance and good dreams of the fireworks duckweed where people sleep?

If he comes, he will be safe, and he will be in charge.

Every time he asked, the middle-aged shopkeeper had a stunned expression, looking at Ren Pingsheng like a monster. After all, he is a businessman, he has excellent patience and answers all questions, even if he has doubts in his heart, he will not easily ask back.

"The old site of the City God Temple is on the hill outside the Gengyou Gate in the west of the city, and no one dares to go anyway, so it has fallen into disrepair for a long time. If the guest officer has to go, it is okay to take a look at the bottom of the mountain. But don't climb the mountain at night, and if you have to climb the mountain, it's best to go in a group. Looking at the appearance of the guest officer, he is a scholar, and on the way to climb the mountain, it is best to be accompanied by a strong man with thick eyebrows and a wide mouth. ”

Ren Pingsheng thought it was funny, so he asked more, "Why do you have to be a person with thick eyebrows and a wide mouth?"

The shopkeeper said earnestly, "You young people, naturally don't believe in this. But it's a matter of personal safety, so it's not a bad thing to be careful. Even a certain treasure scripture is contained, a person with thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, who is a handsome general, has a murderous aura, and can ward off evil spirits and exorcise ghosts. ”

Ren Pingsheng smiled and nodded, noncommittal.

The middle-aged shopkeeper told the location of the rest of the places one by one.

The city lord's yamen is not as tall as Ren Pingsheng imagined, and the courtyard is extravagant, and it is lined up one after another. Instead, it was a flat-bodied mansion. Low walls, simple courtyards, three floors above and below the house, dozens of windows, and that's it.

There are several places where the lights are always on, and there are silhouettes of people turning books and writing under the windows.

In front of the yamen, there is a garden covering a wide area, there are flowers and trees to shade, winding paths are secluded, and there is a big lake in the forest, and the merry and talented people are boating and traveling at night. Ordinary people, there are many people gathered in the garden, or three or five groups to drink and chat, or sit on the stone bench under the tree to enjoy the cool, and there is also the storyteller who spits lotus flowers, attracting the most men, women and children, around a pavilion under the ancient banyan tree to listen to the ancients.

It's just a smoky slum street, and it has half the style of the city lord's yamen.

Located in a sparsely populated alley, the workshop is not small, and the store is full of finished ironware. Ren Pingsheng watched casually in it, and asked the shopkeeper about the price of a few things.

A bull-sharpening knife, a rosewood scabbard, and the two matching grinding stones, and a crossbow bow of a strange standard. The price is not expensive, but Ren Pingsheng didn't buy it in the end, and the shopkeeper with thick eyebrows and wide mouth didn't mind.

Ren Pingsheng looked at the wooden door in the store, and there was an incomparably cordial jingling sound in the door, one after another. It's just that the eight big characters on the door, "the workshop is heavy, idlers are not allowed to enter" are also very conspicuous, and Ren Pingsheng had to give up and leave.

The city god and the beast garden were both outside the city, and now that the night was dark, the city gate was naturally closed. The walls of this ordinary small city naturally can't stop Ren Pingsheng, but since it is an ordinary travel, he doesn't want to have that shocking move.

When he was bored, his heart suddenly moved, and he planned to visit the vast garden in front of the city lord's yamen again.

The ordinary neighborhoods in the garden have long since dispersed. Under the ancient banyan tree, which was once the most lively, there are only melon seed shells and empty wine jugs scattered all over the place. Which storyteller in an old robe, with a mustache and long beard, is leaning over and silently cleaning up the stall.

A pair of bamboo boards, a folding fan, a pair of foldable small horses, an octagonal sea bowl, and a lot of loose copper coins in it. Tonight's harvest must be good, so the old gentleman was in a very good mood, and after collecting the stall, he also casually gathered the empty wine jugs scattered all over the ground one by one, and placed them in a corner that was not easy for pedestrians to kick.

Ren Pingsheng stepped forward to say hello and helped.

"The old gentleman is a local?" Ren Pingsheng said casually.

"Non-yes, non-yes, the old man's surname is Xie, not the old one. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry. So Mr. Xie, is he a local?"

"No, no, the old name is just a guest word, but it's not Mr., a third-generation storyteller, and it's not a school teacher. ”

"Ha, thank you, that's an interesting name. I have a younger brother whose surname is Xie Mingliu. It's even more interesting when you have two names together. "For this old man with a strange temperament, Ren Pingsheng is too lazy to be polite.

"Fei Ye, Fei Ye, since he is the younger brother, he must be a man. Old and decayed and not as good as Longyang, how can they be together?"

This topic can't be talked about, Ren Pingsheng doesn't know what Longyang is good, but from the context of the other party, he also knows that this is not a good thing.

He put down the empty flask he had just picked up and got up to leave.

It's such a big place, how about a few more trips, there is no need to spend time and effort and pound paste with an old guy who can't figure it out.

Just took a step, but I heard a long sigh behind me, "It's not good, it's not good, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." Alone in a foreign land, lonely in the middle of the night, come out to find a warm bed woman, it is a matter of course, just say it. Why do you need to lay down layers of foreshadowing, if you ask what you don't ask, I will naturally answer what you don't answer. ”

Ren Pingsheng was shocked, and asked himself if he had never shown any traces, how could this storyteller seem to be able to see through other people's hearts and lungs?

He was looking for a woman, but not to warm the bed. It's just that although he is not young and not deeply involved in the world, Ren Pingsheng also knows this kind of topic, so there is no need to ask for a boring thing to cover up.

Ren Pingsheng pondered his wording for a moment and asked, "Then may I ask my brother, in the lake in front of you, is there a woman who is not a merchant girl, but likes to sing lyrics on boats?"

The old man, who had been busy with his work, suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man in green shirt with a solemn expression.

"What are you looking for that woman?"

Ren Pingsheng shook his head and spread his hands. He didn't know what to look for in that woman, but it seemed that when he came here, he naturally wanted to find the woman who liked to sing at night.

Xie Ke didn't even ask any more questions, and pointed casually, "In the southeast corner of the lake, there is a lotus pond, and across the embankment from this Beihai Lake, the woman's house is by the pond. As for whether you can see each other, it all depends on the fate of the little brother. ”