Xu Changan nodded thoughtfully.

It was as if he saw an old man with white hair, who was in deep thought all day facing the mountain in front of him.

No one would have believed that he was able to open that mountain, and the experience of being questioned for sixty years was very painful.

Very few people can survive these 60 years, because everything is unknown after 60 years, and no one knows whether these 60 years of hard work will be useful or not.

Xu Changan really admired the dean from the bottom of his heart.

The young man frowned slightly and said, "If you say so, opening a mountain is also a kind of cultivation, and it's not that I can't practice." ”

Yang Hejiu was slightly stunned, thinking carefully about the young man's words, and then smiled back after a long time: "What you said is reasonable." ”

Thinking about his forty years, and then thinking about the three years of the old man, Xu Changan cheered for himself in the bottom of his heart, and then asked curiously: "But what is the explanation for these eleven realms, and what is the use?" Xu Changan then asked curiously.

"Higher, faster, stronger. Yang Hejiu replied seriously.

......

Xu Changan's face twitched violently on one side, swallowed his saliva and said, "Let's wait for forty years to open the mountain and then discuss it, but why didn't I die?"

"It should be Dean He who came to the rescue, how do you feel in your body now?"

"There seems to be a word in my body, like 'three', which just fixes the mountain in my body. ”

When he fell asleep after the rain, Xu Changan clearly saw that there was a word deeply imprinted on the mountain in his body.

One horizontal at the top of the mountain, one horizontal at the foot of the mountain, and the other horizontal at the halfway up the mountain, which is exactly a 'three' character.

Yang Hejiu nodded, "That should be used by Dean He to stabilize the mountain in your body." ”

"Why did your dean save me?" asked Xu Changan, puzzled.

Yang Hejiu shook his head slightly and returned: "I don't know, but there shouldn't be a reason to save people." ”

"Just like you came to this city?" asked Xu Changan with a smile.

"Yes. ”

"There's no reason to live. ”

The boy was very happy, picked up the black umbrella from the ground, put all the fish and shrimp washed ashore by the waves in the black umbrella, and then rolled up the black umbrella and picked up his own sword from the ground.

looked at Yang Hejiu and said, "Let's go back." ”

The two of them walked towards the Sifang City on the mud all the way.

Along the way, the boy found that the corpses of the horses from yesterday had disappeared, and he had not seen those white temporary tents again.

Even if it is training, there will be punishment if you lose, this is the rule in the barracks.

Inside the city, the ground is still wet, and yesterday's autumn rain has taken away the last dead leaves in the city.

The wizened scavenger sat comfortably on the side of the road, looking at the fallen leaves washed up by the rain, brushing his goatee, and a pair of sunken old eyes with a hint of relief.

The shops on both sides of the street have opened their doors, and the south of the city has begun to dry fishing nets, and the smell of fish is quickly spreading.

Occasionally, an early riser sat at the door of the shop with a chair, holding a bowl of chaos in his hand, and his lips sucking the coriander leaves floating on the edge of the bowl, jokingly saying that he saw a short and fat man covered in rain running from the north of the city to the city last night, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

Listening to them spitting about the man's swift feet, it was like, yes, a big fat mouse. The two bamboo baskets have long since disappeared, but they have never let go of the flat pole in their hands.

Everyone is familiar with the short and fat man who is holding a flat shoulder, and there is no trace of sympathy in his eyes when he talks about it.

It was Master Lu from Dongcheng who was smiling early in the morning, I heard that he had eaten half a bowl more for breakfast, and even asked his housekeeper to go to Xicheng to send two pieces of cold watermelon, and see if the man still had this appetite.

"If you don't have an appetite, I'll finish this watermelon?" Xu Changan wiped the corners of his mouth, looked at Zhang Sanru who was lying on the bed, and pointed to the only half of the watermelon left on the table and asked.

Zhang Sanru sneezed, turned his back to the two people who came early in the morning to disturb his sleep, and scolded angrily: "Go home and eat, don't be an eyesore to your third grandfather." ”

"This watermelon is okay, it is cold from the well water in early autumn, and it tastes good in summer. Xu Changan picked up the half of the watermelon, took a bite and muttered indistinctly.

"What are you two doing at my house early in the morning with a sword?" said the man angrily.

It seems that something came to mind.

Xu Changan put down the watermelon in his hand, Yang Hejiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and the two looked at each other and said in unison: "Huh?"

Zhang Sanru swallowed his saliva fiercely, stared at the two who looked at him like a cat and a mouse, wrapped the quilt tightly and trembled and said with a smile: "Just kidding, just kidding, I don't have any money at home... No money. ”

"But what did you see last night?" Xu Changan asked after taking a bite of a watermelon. It looks like a random mention of it when you're bored eating watermelon, and it doesn't make people suspect that you already know about it.

"Monster, I saw a monster. That hand, bigger than my two bamboo baskets, came running a tall horse, guess what?" Zhang Sanru sat up from the bed and said mysteriously.

Xu Changan was speechless, put the half of the leftover melon skin on the table and said angrily: "Is your ancestor a storyteller? ”

Zhang Sanru's face was pale, obviously drenched by the rain, and after drinking half a bowl of decoction brought by the little lady, he wiped his lips and said: "That man can crush the horse's skull with one hand, and his brain almost splashed on me." ”

After finishing speaking, he subconsciously covered his head, for fear that the palm would fall on his head one day.

"Tell me what are you running around on a rainy day?" the little lady said angrily after putting away the medicine bowl.

Hearing this, the corners of Xu Changan's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he always felt that this sentence was even said with him.

However, these three coarse are extremely scoundrels in front of others, but they bow their eyebrows in front of his daughter-in-law, and look like what you say is reasonable.

"Why are there war horses in this city, why are there war horses?

"Amitabha, the ancestor blesses, the ancestor blesses......" Zhang Sanru remembered the situation outside the city yesterday, and hurriedly folded his hands and whispered, looking extremely pious.

......

"If I'm not mistaken, your grandfather shouldn't bless you. Yang Hejiu frowned slightly, and said seriously.

The two people in the room couldn't help laughing, but Zhang Sanru looked at Yang Hejiu with a puzzled expression.

Suddenly thinking of something, the short and fat man took out a black cloth bag inlaid with gold thread from under the bed, glanced at it and threw it to the ground, and scolded and shouted: "Grandma's, since I took this thing, Lao Tzu has never been fucking smooth!"

But isn't it, first I was chased and bitten by a dog, I picked my nostrils and dug out blood, and then I was chased crazy by an old man in the city, and I also encountered that picture last night, anyone will feel that they have been a little too unlucky in the past two days.

But all this... He didn't seem to realize that he had done it himself.

Xu Changan picked up the cloth bag, put it in his hand and stared at it carefully, and asked with some curiosity: "What is this?

Yang Hejiu glanced at it, frowned slightly and said, "I've seen this thing." ”

"No way, how could you have seen it, I picked it up on the ground, and I didn't steal it. Zhang Sanru hurriedly responded.

"Stolen one? There's no money in it. Xu Changan said.

Zhang Sanru couldn't help but greet Xu Chang'an's ancestor in his heart, and quickly signaled with his eyes. Then I watched the little lady who came back to her senses and slowly got into the quilt.

"I said that I was not at home for two nights in a row, and when I had money, I took it and went to have a romantic affair, right? Whose things did you steal?" the little lady said viciously.

"If you feel unlucky, I'll take it. Xu Changan put away the cloth bag, and saw that the atmosphere was a little tense, so he quickly stood up and said, "That, let's go home first." ”

Hearing this, the little lady put away her open ten fingers, only leaving ten scratches on his fat face, and turned around and said: "Chang'an, thank you for helping him pick up these two bamboo baskets, and you two will stay here to eat later." ”

"No, no, let's go back and eat. The boy waved his hand and said.

The little lady sent the two downstairs, and Zhang Sanru hid in the quilt with the flat shoulder and shivered, only thinking about how to deal with the ten sharp claws later.

sat up with difficulty, looked downstairs from the window, and couldn't help but scold: "Grandma, why did Lao Tzu think of building a three-story building in the first place?"

The three of them began to go downstairs, listening to Zhang Sanru's scolding and the young man couldn't help but snicker in his heart, waiting to see what that flower cat face could look like tomorrow.

In the middle of the second floor is a small wooden altar, on which are placed the tablets of Master Zhang Sanco, some tributes, and a few agarwood sticks that have long been cut off.

The surrounding of the tablet is painted with incomprehensible lines, and the middle position is written 'Ancestral Master Zhang Sanzhi's Spirit Seat.' ’

Xu Changan inadvertently glanced at it and began to be uncontrollably curious.

It's not that I'm curious about why Zhang Sanru's ancestor called Zhang San such a strange name, but I'm a little curious about what is densely painted on it.

The little lady glanced at it, obviously misunderstood the meaning of the young man, and couldn't help but be angry: "That dead ghost, I forgot the name of the grandfather." By the time the first two words are engraved, it is no longer possible to modify them. ”

Xu Changan was speechless, he could have carved a Zhang Daochang, Zhang Zhenren or something, but he had already engraved two words, and he couldn't engrave Zhang Sandaochang?

"Why don't you engrave another one?" Yang Hejiu asked with a slight frown.

At that time, he checked a book left by his ancestors, and it took half a month to engrave it. It's easier to draw a scoop than a gourd, but it's more difficult to draw a gourd than a scoop. I've looked for several masters, but they all said that it was too complicated to carve an appearance. ”

Xu Changan blurted out, "What about the scoop? No, what about the gourd?...... I'm talking about that book. ”

The little lady covered her mouth and chuckled, and then she couldn't stop being ashamed, and said with a gloomy face: "In the latrine." ”

......

"I have a senior brother who is good at talismans, and I can ask him for help if I need it. Yang Hejiu said.

The little lady squatted slightly and saluted and said, "Then there is Mr. Lao." ”

Yang Hejiu waved his hand in return.