Chapter 530: What the Town Sees

It's still the same old saying, or the old truth - innocent children will always evoke the softness in people's hearts. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Of course, Qian Qingjian, who loves the house and Wu, can't stand by and let these two little girls break their bones and tendons. What's more, these two little girls are rare in the Emei faction in his memory, and he does not hesitate to smile kindly at these two girls.

There are really not many disciples of the Emei faction who don't annoy people, and Ji Xiaofu, Pei Jinyi, and Su Mengqing are just the representatives.

Lao Qian naturally didn't have a lust for these two girls, and after saying "goodbye", he waved his hand and disappeared into the dense bamboo forest, not taking a trace of clouds with him, leaving the two girls to stay in the local area in disbelief.

"Jinyi, Mengqing, were the two of you calling just now, what happened?" a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old nun stood behind the two little girls.

"Ah, Senior Sister Jingxu. "I've seen Senior Sister Jingxu. The two little girls turned around and told what had just happened.

After listening to the bizarre descriptions of the two little junior sisters, Master Jingxu felt that it was too incredible, and said with a smile: "Are you two daydreaming? How is this possible? Go back with me......" She took the two bamboo shoot bags in one hand, and took the two junior sisters to the golden top.

Emei golden top in winter, the mountain is high and the clouds are low, the silver is wrapped in plain, the jade tree is Qiongzhi, and the sea of clouds and snow mountains reflect each other, it is like a fairyland, although the sky is dark, it is difficult to hide its magnificence.

In the main hall of Guangxiang Temple, in front of the statue of Fuxian Bodhisattva, a nun in her thirties sits in the middle, although the posture is beautiful, but the eyebrows and tails are drooping, and there is a trace of weirdness in the majesty.

"Jingxu, I ordered you to gather your junior sister, why did you come back so late?"

At the entrance of the main hall, Jingxu put down two bags of bamboo shoots, "Master, the two little junior sisters have encountered some situations......

"What?" said the exterminator at all, "It's impossible. Even if he is the patriarch of his own school, he can't do what you say in the world in martial arts, not to mention that he is just a young man with a weak crown? Jinyi and Mengqing, you two will tell you what happened again......

Pei Jinyi and Su Mengqing made a second retelling, and the little girls would not lie, which was exactly the same as the previous statement.

"This must be a cover-up, maybe it's not one person who did it...... Hmm? How could an outsider come to the mountainside and the disciples of this sect didn't find out? Not good! This discussion will be held later......

Thinking of this, her voice turned sharp: "Jing Xuan, you take your junior sister to immediately go down the mountain to search within a hundred miles of the neighborhood, and if you see the young man in green clothes, you must take it back to the sect for interrogation, and personally search all parts of the mountain for the teacher, if the person who comes is still hiding in the mountain, he will not be able to escape." ”

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Qian Qingjian naturally didn't know that the exterminator was going to come to get him, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care, at this moment he was already drinking and eating in a small hotel in Luomu Town at the foot of Emei Mountain.

Bai Juyi has a poem "Song of Long Hatred", one of which is "few people under Emei Mountain", not to say what the original meaning of this poem is, only to say that in this era of smoke, the business travel under Emei Mountain is indeed scarce, of course, there are not many outsiders in this ancient town, and there are only two tables of wine customers in the store.

There were only two guests, and Qian Qingjian was at the same table with another man in a green shirt. Because this small shop only has two tables.

The man in green shirts who was at the same table with Qian Qingjian was in his twenties, slightly burlier than Qian Qingjian, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a lion nose and a wide mouth, and a bold expression.

This man in green shirt drank wine in a big bowl at this time, ate meat in large pieces, and looked at Qian Qingjian's face from time to time.

Qian Qingjian just didn't see it. This person's behavior is quite similar to his attitude of walking the rivers and lakes with a giant axe, and after careful study, Qian Qingjian feels that this person has some similarities with himself, but since he can't find Guo Xiang, he is quite bored in his heart, and he has less interest in paying attention to people outside his body.

Two merchants with Lin'an accents at a table next to them are fellow travelers, in the cold weather, a few glasses of wine, the two of them inevitably complained to each other, one said: "This Sichuan border road is difficult to walk, the weather is even more difficult, and it is a crime to come here to do business." ”

Another said: "Boss Wang, don't complain, now there are either people in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Anhui, Jiangxi and other places who are rebelling, or gangs are rampant, and it is already endless to have such a peaceful place in Sichuan to do business for us." ”

Boss Wang said: "Boss Liu, this should not come from your mouth, don't you have a nephew who has been awarded the Jinshi and is an official in Gao'an County, Ganbian?

Boss Liu said: "Boss Wang, you only know one of them, but you don't know the other, that's right, my family does have a distant nephew Liu Ji, who said that he got a copy of "Liujia Heavenly Book" in the Covered Boat Mountain, and he has never forgotten it. But the current imperial court does not reuse our Han talents, and they are stunned to hang him at home for three years, although they are hired now, but Gao'an is not a treasure of feng shui, and this county is not easy to be. ”

Boss Wang said: "What you say is really fresh, how can it be difficult to be an official? It's easier than being a common man, right?"

Boss Liu sighed and said: "Boss Wang, you are also a person who walks the world, how can you ask this? That Gao'an is very close to Yuanzhou, in recent years, there has been a Zhou Ziwang in Yuanzhou who has gathered people to rebel and become an official there, doesn't he pin his head to the waistband of his pants to beg for a living?"

Boss Wang suddenly realized: "Hey, how did I forget this stubble, in this way, Gao'an County is really a dangerous place, I have heard that the officers and soldiers have entered Yuanzhou many times, but Zhou Ziwang was defeated and fled." ”

When Qian Qingjian heard this, he had already begun to pay attention, and he also knew that Zhou Ziwang of Yuanzhou (now Yichun) was not Zhou Zhiruo's father.

Although there is a self-description of Zhou Zhiruo in my memory - "My little sister's father's surname is Zhou, and she is a boatman who operates a boat in the Han River, and she does not know the slightest martial arts." The first mother Xue, but the ancestor was a family, originally a Xiangyang family, after the city of Xiangyang was broken, he fled south, fell into helplessness, and married his father. ”

But Qian Qingjian always thought that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhou Ziwang's son were in the same boat, and her boatman's "father" died under the pursuit of the Mongolian army, but Chang Yuchun solemnly entrusted the boatman's daughter to Zhang Sanfeng.

Of course, Zhou Zhiruo has not yet been born today, in this conversation between Boss Wang and Boss Liu, what makes Qian Qingjian more interested is the person named Liu Ji, to put it bluntly, he is not interested in Liu Ji, but Liu Ji got the "Book of Liujia" on the Covered Boat Mountain.

Qian Qingjian once heard Murong Yi and Zhong Wuxian's father, Zhong Dongting, say that it was the base for the establishment of the Ming Sect two hundred years ago.

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PS: There are a lot of things at home today, which caused the update to be late, forgive me. (To be continued.) )