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Changning Valley is located at the junction of Chengdu Mansion, Long'an Mansion and Songfanwei, and is about 200 miles away from Junshan. Zhao Ran rode a donkey and galloped, crossed Jiangyou County to the west, slightly south, and then turned north along the northern boundary of the Chengdu Plain, and arrived in one day.

Now it is the beginning of spring, the Changning Valley is full of greenery, lush forests, flowers are gradually blooming, and it is a beautiful scenery. The valley is named after Changning Peak, sandwiched between the north peak of Changning and the south peak of Changning, surrounded by mountains, waterfalls and streams full of valleys. It's a pity that such a beautiful scene has no spiritual eyes, otherwise it would have been occupied by cultivators a long time ago, and where would it be as lonely as now.

According to Dongfang Jing's flying talisman, Zhao Ran entered from the south entrance, followed the stream, and came to the edge of a cliff. The stream splashes down from the cliff, forming a three-fold waterfall. Next to the waterfall is a wooden pavilion, it looks like it has experienced many years of wind and rain, and the handwriting on the plaque is so blurred that it is almost unclear, and only a vague word "flow" can be recognized.

Dongfang Jing is sitting in the pavilion watching the waterfall, or that handsome face, with this scene, quite a bit of fairy wind bones.

Seeing Zhao Ran looking up at the plaque, Dongfang Jing smiled and said: "Quliu Pavilion is said to have been built at the end of the Han Dynasty...... Come, Senior Brother Zhao, introduce you to a few friends. ”

After Zhao Ran entered the pavilion, Dongfang Jing pointed to a strong man with broad shoulders and a round waist and a full beard and said, "This is Senior Brother Tu, who opened a butcher shop, if you want." You can also call him the butcher directly, that's his name. ”

Zhao Ran hurriedly bowed: "I've seen Senior Brother Tu...... Xiaodao Zhao Zhiran, now for the Junshan Temple Zhu. ”

The butcher grinned, and he didn't know where to find a blackened pork leg and threw it to Zhao Ran: "I heard Dongfang talk about you just now, and you are good at formation." There are not many people who can get this comment from Dongfang, little Taoist, this is a meeting gift for you, you won't dislike it, right?"

Zhao Ran stretched out his hand to take it, sniffed it vigorously, only to feel the strong fragrance, and suddenly salivated, tore off a small strip, and opened his mouth to chew. While eating, he said: "Good craftsmanship!"

The butcher turned his head to Dongfang Jing and laughed: "Sure enough, as you said, he is an open-minded person, and he doesn't pay attention to so many doors!"

Dongfang Jing said to Zhao Ran: "This smoked leg is smoked by Senior Brother Tu with more than a dozen kinds of spiritual grass, it is rare for ordinary people to see it, and today you are blessed." ”

Zhao Ran was busy and thanked again, Xi Zizi put away the smoked legs, and pondered to go back to taste the five-colored golden chicken.

Dongfang Jing pointed to another white-clothed scribe and said, "This is Senior Brother Meng Yanzhen, who claims to be a descendant of the Yasheng. I am cultivating my Taoism, but I like to read the Confucian scriptures of Laoshizi. If you don't become an official, you don't know why you have to come. ”

The white-clothed scribe was holding a scroll of Confucian scriptures in his hand, and he was reading it with taste, and when he heard Dongfang Jing teasing, he just snorted coldly.

Zhao Ran hurriedly saluted: "I've seen Senior Brother Meng." ”

Meng Yanzhen didn't speak, but nodded. Continuing to read the scriptures, Zhao Ran stared at the title page and recognized that the title of the book on the title page was "Shangshu Jinjie". Looking at Meng Yanzhen's waist again, there is a sword tied into the sheath, and the scabbard is simple and elegant. Engraved with two small seals - "gentleman".

Meng Yanzhen is different from the butcher, and he doesn't pay much attention to Zhao Ran, and in comparison with the two, Zhao Ran secretly slandered himself: The white-clothed swordsman? This image is rotten on the street! Looking at the gentleman's sword again, he suddenly remembered the character in a certain book who wielded a knife from the palace, and couldn't help but secretly laugh.

The four of them sat in the pavilion and continued to wait for people, each of them did not speak, Zhao Ran experienced it once last time, and knew Dongfang Jing's habits, so he didn't make a sound, just peeked at a few people.

Dongfang Jing'an sat still, staring at the waterfall and stream, like a clay sculpture.

From time to time, the butcher took out some strange food from his bosom, and ate it with a mouth full of oil. I don't know where his storage utensils were, but I saw that he kept reaching out and touching it through the open placket, and when he went down, he fished out one thing, and the wine gourd alone fished out five different shapes, and I don't know how much food he brought.

Zhao Ranxin said that if this person met the rich man Shen, wouldn't he have a tacit understanding? The two really have a fight, and they can be described as a pair of good friends. But looking at it, Zhao Ran suddenly felt a little wrong, the butcher's direction of fishing for food was too subtle, Zhao Ran carefully distinguished, and suddenly felt bad, and then thought that the mouthful of smoked leg meat he had just gnawed on seemed to be fished out from that word, he was faintly disgusted, and he didn't dare to look at it anymore.

Turning his head to look at Meng Yanzhen who was in white Shengxue, Zhao Ran was much more comfortable, but after looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but disdain: What are you pretending to be! It turned out that Meng Yanzhen was holding a scroll in his left hand when he was reading, and the two fingers of his right hand kept brushing the handful of beard on his chin, from his chin to his chest, but in fact, his beard was only an inch.

Zhao Ran simply didn't look at it, got out of the Quliu Pavilion, dragged the old donkey who was gnawing on the leaves in the treetops, tore off two smoked legs given by the butcher and stuffed them into the old donkey's mouth, and gossiped with the old donkey while feeding.

The butcher came over with a sigh, fished out a gourd from the words, poured some wine and fed it to the donkey in the palm of his hand. The old donkey licked the wine clean, and the butcher was curious to touch the old donkey's mane, but the old donkey was not happy, and just shook his face and left. The butcher laughed and sat down in the pavilion again.

There was nothing to say that night, and the next morning, there were two more people.

The first one to come was a serious Taoist priest from Xuanmen, with three gold silk ruyi sewn on the hem of the Tsing Yi robe. Zhao Ran is optimistic, this is a yellow crown, but he is much stronger than himself, he only has a flame pattern, but I don't know which pavilion monk this embroidered Ruyi is?

I only heard Dongfang Jing introduce to everyone: "This is my fellow disciple, Zhang Zhikong, and my uncle Yun Tengmo's high feet." ”

Zhang Zhikong is not very old, only six or seven years older than Zhao Ran, but he is very old-fashioned, the etiquette is extremely thorough, he always has a smile on his face, and his temperament is quite calm.

It's just that it's very difficult to get close to and be familiar with each other, and I always feel that there is a layer between me and this Huangguan Taoist, and I can't talk about it deeply.

Zhao Ran heard that he was from the Jade Emperor Pavilion, and he wanted to go over to the relationship, so he casually asked a few words about the situation of the Jade Emperor Pavilion, and this Huang Guan also answered politely, but Zhao Ran thought about it afterwards, in fact, Zhang Zhikong didn't tell him anything, he still didn't know anything about the Jade Emperor Pavilion. Based on this alone, Zhao Ran was deeply impressed: this guy is really a master, and his ability to "refine the void" is superb, and in the future generations, he is also a county department!

The second one to come is Rong Niang. As soon as Rong Niang arrived, the Quliu Pavilion was full of spring when it was neutral. She changed her dress this time, and under the goose-yellow cardigan gown was a waist-cinching liner, and the two legs under the tulle skirt looked long and straight, looking heroic.

Rong Niang and the other three didn't know each other, and after Dongfang Jing's introduction, Quliu Pavilion immediately became a little popular.

The butcher took out a smoked leg from that place and wanted to give it to Rong Niang, but Rong Niang refused with a smile, saying that she didn't like meat very much. Zhao Ran was happy when he heard it, and he was pitiful, he also held three barbecue feasts on the south lawn outside Xianjun Garden not long ago. At this time, he said that he didn't like meat, and he must have felt disgusted when he saw the butcher's action of digging out meat.

Meng Yanzhen couldn't read it anymore, closed the book and put it away, paced to Rong Niang, and greeted Rong Niang gracefully. Zhao Ran hadn't listened to Meng Yanzhen speak much before, but when he heard it now, he felt that his teeth were going to be soured, and he couldn't move the ancient sage prophet, and from time to time he said Shiyun, but Rong Niang dealt with it very decently, and her speech was not so pantothenic, but the allusions to the poems and books came easily, and Meng Yan was really full of joy when she talked about it, just like Boya met the child, and she couldn't wait to talk to Rong Niang.

Only Zhang Zhikong is "not moved by beauty", treating Rong Niang and others with the same courtesy, but as light as clear water, neither humble nor arrogant, not happy or angry. Zhao Ran's admiration for him has reached a higher level: This city is really deep, at least at the level of the department and bureau!

After the greetings were over, Rong Niang came to Zhao Ran's side and glared at Zhao Ran: "I went to Junshan to find you, you dare to leave without waiting for me!"

Zhao Ran blinked: "When did you say that I was waiting for you?"

"Fei Fu told you!

"You said 'see you then'!"

"That's right, my sister will come to you then, see you Junshan!"

Zhao Ran was dumbfounded: "Flying snow in June, ......" (to be continued...... R1292