Qiao Yushan went to Xingze, and Zhang Muliu, the king of ease, was a little clueless. knew that this was the case, so I asked the queen mother to build a palace for herself, so she had a place to stay, didn't she?

Zhang Lan and Zhang Hanshu planned to walk around with a promise, especially to some restaurants. According to Zhang Muliu's plan, after the mountain landed, he would start to build a small town under the mountain, which was really difficult to do for a while, and he could only open a wine shop for Xu Yu to watch.

Zhang Lan will be the big housekeeper of his own mountain in the future, and the nuclear boat will be handed over to him for safekeeping, and when he has seen enough, he will go to Xingze on his own.

Long Da had to go to Tongguguan first to inquire about some things, and Zhang Muliu was a little uneasy. This guy can peel the turtle shell for Fang Onion, what can he do when he encounters those who are not easy to mess with? But now he is understaffed, so he can only be sent.

Jiang Mohang said that since the matter of the mountain had been finalized, he would go to Fuyao City for a walk, and then he would find Zhang Muliu by himself.

Le Qing was in Jinling for a few days, and when he saw Zhang Muliu coming, he had already run away, and asked Jiang Mohang to return the Xiaoyao King token to Zhang Muliu, and go to Sister Bai Kan Dashan by himself.

Zhang Muliu felt that Le Qing was looking to fight. After all, Qing Ye is now one level higher than Bai Lu. The Qilin Divine Beast in the Refining Void Realm is equivalent to half a catastrophe.

So it became Zhang Muliu again, swaying around with Fang Onions.

A young man in white walked to the riverside academy, and after thinking about it, he still didn't set foot in the Jinling Academy, but just looked at the hanging plaque and was stunned.

The old master hoped that he would go to Jinling Academy for a while, whether it was a conscience or a heart cultivation, Zhang Muliu felt that it was not the right time. When he comes back to Shengshenzhou next time, at least it will be past the year of his establishment, and then he will go to Jinling Academy again.

There doesn't seem to be much to shop in the next place, if Qiao Yushan takes it, it's okay, Zhang Muliu goes shopping by himself, his eyes are almost dark, and he can't find the way if he doesn't let go of his divine sense to visit.

Since there is nowhere to go, I can only leave here. Even Fang Cong said, "The mountains and rivers are much more fun than these streets and alleys." ”

Zhang Muliu asked suspiciously, "You don't like to go shopping?"

The girl just said lightly: "What to buy?" I'm afraid I can't help but buy a street. ”

Young people have nothing to say, and we don't understand the thoughts of rich people.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Muliu Imperial Sword was in the sea of clouds, helping Fang Cong to carry the innocence, and the two of them went to the north of the Imperial Sword so slowly.

After visiting Lei Ze, he has to go to Yan Kingdom to fight, and Zhao Changsheng's arm is broken like this?

Walking to a place, Zhang Muliu suddenly smiled, and went to the town with Fang Onion.

The young man in white walked straight to a restaurant, where the proprietress seemed to be alone, and the door was still open in the middle of the night.

When the proprietress saw the visitor, she hurriedly greeted the person and said with a smile: "Roar! This looks like a foreign ranger, hungry, right? I have some usual stir-fried vegetables here, you can see that the meat is more fishy or lighter."

Zhang Muliu shook his head, sat down at the table where he had sat with Mo Miaomiao before, and said with a smile: "The boss lady is really familiar with this word, it's been almost a year, and it's exactly the same as last year." ”

Fang Onion's face was strange, and he said in his heart, how can this guy be known anywhere?

The proprietress stared at Zhang Muliu for a long time, and then looked at Fang Onion, who was carrying the sword, and then exclaimed: "It turned out to be the sword fairy master last year?

Zhang Muliu didn't explain much, he just said that he would give me something casually this time, and he was good at it.

When the woman came out with a few plates of dishes, Zhang Muliu asked with a smile: "Boss, that goblin always doesn't come out to make trouble now, right?"

When the proprietress heard this, she first ran out to see if there was anyone on the left and right, and only when she came back did she say in a very low voice: "Son, thanks to your early departure, do you know what that goblin is? It was a big tiger, and many people heard the whining in the sky that day, and before it was dark, there was a white and tender little Taoist priest who rode away on a tiger." ”

The young man smiled and nodded, that tiger spirit must have been surrendered by an unreliable real person. As for the whining in the sky, it was Yue Ran and Qiu Xuancong who beat the real people.

The proprietress seemed to open the conversation, turned around and brought a clay pot and handed it to Zhang Muliu, and then said: "But since then, there have been strange things in our town, but they are all good things." For example, if someone loses something, it will be left at the door the next day. The strangest thing is that the school in the town always loses books for no reason, but after a month or two, someone will return it and steal another book. ”

Fang Cong was puzzled: "Is there a thief who wants to change his ways, he is embarrassed to borrow books, he can only steal books, and then he feels guilty, so he helps people do some good things?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and didn't say anything, just lowered his head to eat food and drink wine.

Now this place has no feeling of being stared at, in fact, Zhang Muliu was very glad later, if he ran slowly at that time, he would give Da Zhenren a beating.

Before leaving, Zhang Muliu gave the proprietress a five-baht coin, and the woman didn't want to live or die, but Zhang Muliu said, "There are many encounters in the mountains and rivers, but the book says, I have come back from a big circle, and your shop is still there, as if I have a familiar place in this vast foreign land." So you have to take the money, and the next time I come back, I can't tell when, you have to still have this shop. ”

The proprietress finally took the five-baht coin, and she liked what the young man said.

It was late at night, but Zhang Muliu took Fang Cong to take a detour to the back mountain of the town, and deliberately put away the two swords.

Fang Cong asked, "In the middle of the night, who are you going to pit when you come here?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "Don't you want to know who the thief who stole the book and returned it was?"

The girl suddenly became interested, and she was still a little sleepy, but now she suddenly became energetic.

After walking for four or five miles, Zhang Muliu sat in a woods and made a fire, took out a book and sat and read. Fang Cong only has a Qi refining cultivation after all, he has been holding his eyes for a long time but still hasn't stopped it, he came over and wanted to sleep by Zhang Muliu, but he was glared at by the young man and scolded him to go somewhere else.

In the middle of the night, a young man dressed in white sneaked around not far away, his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to see what kind of book Zhang Muliu was in his hand.

Zhang Muliu shook his head and smiled, and said softly: "I love to read so much, why do you want to steal books?"

The young man was about to run away, but Zhang Muliu directly transmitted his voice, "What are you afraid of? It's not a shameful thing to like to read." ”

This young man is actually a goat, and he was scared at this time~ A sound, he came over to Zhang Muliu's side, knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word, and said bitterly: "Fairy master! ”

Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "What do you have to do with that white-fronted tiger? It can't be its subordinate, right?"

The goat spirit smiled, as if he couldn't stop smiling when he talked about the white-fronted tiger, "What do you say about Big Brother Bai? Of course I'm not his subordinate, I'm a brother with him." ”

There was one sentence he didn't say, it was too bad to say. The brother in his mouth almost swallowed himself alive several times.

Zhang Muliu threw the book in his hand, and the spirit was held in his hand as if he had obtained a treasure, and after a long time, he said bitterly: "Fairy master, although this book is good, I dare not ask for it." ”

The young man in white didn't bother with it, but just asked, "That white-fronted tiger was arrested, why didn't you arrest you?"

The goat spirit carefully closed the book and put it on his lap, and said with a smile: "Naturally, my ability is not as great as his, and that Taoist master doesn't look down on me." ”

Zhang Muliu shook his head, that white-fronted tiger was caught by Da Zhenren, there will be no chance of an immortal family, and it will definitely be difficult to break in the future, maybe he will show people the thatched house in Nanshan. And this goat essence is mostly like the Huang Daxian in Cao County, his courage is not as big as his eyes, and he has never harmed others.

"I can recommend you to go to Jinling Academy, are you willing to go? Then you won't have to steal other people's school books, and there will be many gentlemen with university questions in their stomachs to solve your doubts?"

The goat spirit blinked, wanting to take a closer look at this young fairy master, and was afraid of annoying others, so he beat himself to death with a spell, skinned and ate meat.

The goat spirit held the book in both hands and said with a smile: "I understand the kindness of the fairy master, but I am just a mountain spirit, and it is a little strange to go to the academy." ”

Zhang Muliu was puzzled: "You are also in the Jindan realm, why don't you even have money to buy books?"

The goat spirit sighed and said: "Boss Bai was caught, and we have a big group of brothers under our hands, and the gang fee hollowed me out, and now I am a poor bastard." I thought about chopping wood to sell it, but I was afraid that the woodcutter I had harmed would not have anything to eat, so I could only steal the book on the sly, read it and return it. ”

In fact, he has a lot of books, and he is reluctant to sell even one.

Zhang Muliu took off the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, and said softly, "Do you dare to make a bet with me?"

The young spirit smiled and shook his head, don't bet, he won't have a long face if he wins or loses, not to mention that if he bets with this young immortal, he will probably lose.

Fang Onion, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, squinted at the goat spirit, and hated it: "You don't want to send you to study, you don't want to send you a chance, are you flooded with water?"

The goat spirit couldn't stop laughing, and said something that made it difficult for Fang Cong to answer: "But what did others give me, what should I pay back?" I owe money and I can earn it slowly, little by little, I owe favors, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back in this life." ”

The girl didn't know how to answer, so she had to hold her arms and look at Zhang Muliu angrily.

But what can Zhang Muliu do? He could only smile and say: "Then why don't I take you to the restaurant in the town, where you can do chores and make money, but you don't know if Yang Daxian can see it or not?"

The goat spirit fell silent suddenly, staring directly at the fire and not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he said absentmindedly: "Immortal master, let me ask you a question." ”

The young man nodded, and the goat spirit said, "Seeing that someone was killed, I didn't stop it, is it a sin? ”

When you have a few friends who like to eat meat, there is one person who will not stop them from eating meat even if they don't like it.

A few years ago, a man was captured by a white-fronted tiger and called out to many spirits, and the spirits ate the man. The goat spirit was also called, but he didn't eat it, but he didn't stop it.

Zhang Muliu added a few sticks of firewood to the fire, shook his head, and said, "So you want to find the answer in the book?"

The goat spirit asked, "Can you find it?"

Zhang Muliu replied: "Look for it in the book first, and then look for it on the road." ”

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In the end, the little elf still didn't go to the restaurant, but smiled and said that he would think of ways to earn money and buy books and read.

After leaving, Fang Onion also asked, is the man who is the boss lady said to be the man who was eaten?

Zhang Muliu shook his head and nodded, plausible.

On the way to Zhuolu, the two met a group of horse gangs, with a big bearded man with a knife on his back escorting goods, but in front of him was a young man with a light beard and stubble.

Zhang Muliu walked with the horse gang, and the boss of the horse gang talked happily with Zhang Muliu, saying that he always felt that he had seen Zhang Muliu somewhere. But after a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "That man was an old man a few years ago, how could he grow younger and younger?"

Two people who love to drink, always have a lot to say.

This gang boss is not a martial artist, let alone a monk, but he just looks at the vicissitudes of life, as if he has experienced many things.

The same road lasted for a long time, and they did not separate until they were still hundreds of miles away from Zhuolu.

Fang Cong also asked, do you know him?

Because the boss of the horse gang drank a lot of wine one night, the drunken Fei pulled Zhang Muliu to tell a story that he was ashamed to tell.

said that when he was young, he was in a small town in Wu Kingdom, and it was not a big ups and downs, but he was poor first and then rich and poor. At that time, he would always go to a small shop to eat on credit, and he did not pay for the meal until he left. The riverside shop only sold thirty bowls of noodles a day, but once it was an exception, when he made the thirty-first bowl for a poor stranger.

The boss of the Mabang also said that the old man never asked him for money, and when he left, he gave him a book with a sentence written on it:

"How can you talk about the rest of your life in three years?"

But when he had the money to pay back the food, and even the principal and interest were repaid, he went to the small shop again, and he couldn't find the old man.

He said how to pay this debt?

Fang Cong remembered that Zhang Muliu said with a smile at that time: "The debts that have not been paid for a long time cannot be repaid by money, and they have to be repaid by human favors." ”

The two young men reported their names to each other when they were separated, one said that his name was Zhang Muliu, and the other said that his name was Chang Kun.

Chang Kun quipped, "You won't be the King of Freedom, will you?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "I am a heart refiner. ”

So outside Zhuolu City, Fang Cong asked if he knew Chang Kun before?

Zhang Muliu took a sip of wine, and said with a smile Of course I know, that old man is me!

The young man is really happy, Chang Kun, who has changed from a thin man to a fat man, is now living very well.

In the third year of Wu Di, that small shop did only sell thirty bowls of clear soup noodles every day. It is true that Chang Kun only made an exception once, because Zhang Muliu saw himself in Chang Kun.

Fang Cong finally understood a little, why did the black-hearted swordsman who was only a few years older than himself give people the feeling that he had lived for thousands of years.

How old was he three years ago?

It was a sunny morning when he entered Zhuolu City, and Zhang Muliu asked for the first time, "What new clothes do you want to wear?" ”

As if he had seen a ghost, Fang Shallot circled around Zhang Mu on the street, and then was held down by a slender hand before he smiled and said, "Then you still need this color, whatever you want." ”

So Zhang Muliu took Fang Onion to a tailor's shop.

It seems that the older a person gets, the faster he gets old, and in less than a year, the old woman seems to have changed as before.

Her eyes were dazzled, and she couldn't see clearly from a distance, but the young man in white came in through the door, and she thought it was the kind man with the sword on his back.

Zhang Muliu stepped forward a few steps, smiled brightly, took the old woman's hand and said with a smile: "Is the old woman okay? I came to you again to make clothes." ”

The old woman kept saying that it was okay, she was well fed and warm, but her eyes were getting more and more flowery. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Fang Cong, smiled extremely happily, and asked, "Is this time to make clothes for this little girl?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "This is the disciple I accepted, and it was my sister who made clothes last time, studying in the south." ”

Fang Cong also liked this old woman very much, and let her hold her hand.

The girl didn't know what the intersection between this old woman and Zhang Muliu was, she knew that the people who that guy came to see were all good people.

She seemed to understand a little why Zhang Muliu wanted to take her to the mountains and rivers to see the old people.

The black-hearted swordsman wants to tell himself that those small acts of kindness on the road of life may not necessarily give him any real benefits, but every time he seems to add bricks and tiles to this world, even if it is a loss, when he returns to his hometown, there will always be a place to rest.

It is also a rest for the heart.

The clothes will be ready tomorrow, and the girl followed Zhang Muliu to an alley, where she went was a big mansion, and the plaque hanging on the door read four words: "Wind Dart Bureau." ”

As soon as Xu Baozhou saw Zhang Muliu, he wanted to drag him to drink, and the apprentices in the courtyard wanted to see the famous King of Ease.

In the first battle of Zhuolu last year, they couldn't know about the fight in the sky, but the emperor of Liang State patted this Zhang Gongzi on the shoulder and pulled him into the dart game, and there were too many people who saw it.

Fang Cong pursed his lips, a drunkard is a drunkard. She didn't follow Zhang Muliu and Xu Baozhou, but found a place to live and practiced needlework.

It's your business if you don't wear the shoes you make, but if you don't accept the shoes I do, you can't.

Fang Cong not only thought that one day he would see the young man in white wearing black cloth shoes made by himself, but he was also afraid that this day would come. She was afraid that one day Zhang Muliu would finally put on cloth shoes, but he would go farther and farther away with his back to herself.

She felt that she couldn't do without this black-hearted swordsman, but the black-hearted swordsman said that if she couldn't leave, she couldn't help herself.

The needle and thread in her hand moved, and the girl was a little distressed. She sighed into the window and said, "It's only been a long time, and I've finished all the worries that I should have had in my life." ”

Xu Baozhou and Zhang Muliu over there were holding a vat of wine, Zhang Muliu looked calm, but Xu Baozhou's face was already flushed.

The bitter water that the chief dart head had saved for a year was poured out by Zhang Muliu, and the generations were a little messy.

"Brother Zhang! Did you say that kid Xin Zuo deceived my daughter and forgot about me, the old man and the master? It's been a year, and I've written a few letters, but none of them have ever come back. ”

Zhang Muliu smiled bitterly: "I am to blame for this, I threw a confused stall for Xin Zuo, I guess he is busy, and when I pass, I will definitely scold him, and tell him to come to accompany you during the New Year." ”

After a while, Xu Baozhou was already drunk and unconscious, and Zhang Muliu had to call a few dart apprentices to drag him back to the house and drink alone.

Ordinary drinks are really not intoxicating, and they shouldn't be there and don't dare to drink them.

After lunch on the second day, Zhang Muliu gave Xu Baozhou a pill, and then left with Fang Onion wrapped in a white cloth with both hands.

After chatting with the old woman in the tailor's shop, the two of them were going to the northwest, and I don't know if the guy with the remaining money found the Liangzhu girl, whether the girl liked him or not?

One day in early October, the weather was already extremely cold, and the two walked to a reckless Daze, Zhang Muliu took Fang Onion Imperial Sword to the middle of Onozawa, and there was a stone statue in armor holding Fang Tianhalberd standing in the water, standing still.

Zhang Muliu bowed with his fists in a distance, and then walked slowly to the foot of the stone statue with water waves, put down a pot of wine and said softly: "Miao Miao is fine, when she is willing to see you, I will take her to see you." ”

This senior, who had slept with one finger for three months, stood in the water like this for I don't know how long.

Fang Cong was silent, took out a candle from her small purse and lit it, held it to the top of the halberd, put the candle down and whispered: "Uncle Mo don't worry, Sister Miao Miao is fine now." ”

The girl's parents died on the battlefield of the ice field, and the little girl's father and grandfather each guarded a large area.

A young man with a broken arm came over, saluted respectfully to the stone statue, and then said helplessly to Zhang Muliu: "You can be regarded as coming, the guy with Yu Qian didn't dare to go to someone's house, and he didn't dare to enter the city, so I ate wild vegetables for a month." ”

A few people returned to Edgeworth, and on the way to Juye City, Fang Cong pouted and said a wretched, he didn't even dare to take a look at the person he liked, then you like a leg!

The young Taoist priest took Jiang Huang to Juye City very early, but when he arrived at the gate of the city, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move.

A white dress appeared out of thin air, grabbed the collar of Yu Qian, and asked lightly, "Which direction?"

Yu Qian drank in a daze and muttered, "It's just south of the city." ”

The two of them disappeared in a flash, Fang Cong stomped his feet anxiously, and said to Jiang Huang: "Little Brother Jiang, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and take me with you, let's go and see how beautiful that Liangzhu girl is!"

Jiang Huang smiled bitterly, and chased Zhang Muliu with this girl who seemed to have changed and didn't seem to have changed.

The young man in white squatted on a wall with a young Taoist priest, and there was a young woman in the courtyard and a large group of children.

A group of children were making a fuss, shouting Sister Liangzhu, we are hungry.

The young woman smiled and said, "Wait, the old lady will find you something to eat."

I saw the woman hurriedly go out, walked a short distance and hid behind a big willow tree, took out a purse from her bosom, and poured the contents in the palm of her hand, but there were only a few Tongbao coins. The woman leaned back against the willow tree and looked up at the sky.

Zhang Muliu asked, "Do you know?"

Yu Qian shook her head and said with a wry smile: "She knows that I am a Taoist priest who can marry, and she doesn't know who my surname is, but she doesn't know that I am a monk." ”

Fang Scallion took out his purse, searched for it to find a few five-baht coins, and was about to walk towards Liangzhu when he was held down by a slender hand.

Before the girl could turn her head, she saw a young Taoist priest walking slowly towards the willow tree.

Yu Qian took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile and said, "Liangzhu, I'm here." ”

The woman turned around violently, looked at the young Taoist priest with a sluggish face, his body trembled, and cried:

"Run, didn't you say don't come!"

Several figures appeared out of thin air, and together with Zhang Muliu, the three of them were shrouded in a large array.

Someone laughed and said, "Where are you going?"

The two long swords swept out one after another, and a one-armed young man carried the sword and sneered: "No wonder!"

Zhang Muliu instantly went over to catch You Fang, and said indifferently:

"Who's going to explain to me what's going on?"