"A rotten brush, 20 yuan, a pair of old 64 hexagram mahogany cards, 100 yuan, a shoddy anonymous ancient calligraphy painting, 500 yuan......"

Chen Chaofeng's lazy duck voice echoed in the auspicious pawnshop, and the front hall of the counter, which was not too spacious, was piled up with a basket of miscellaneous items in Chaotian Palace, Xie Lingyun, Uncle Boyou and several others all stretched their faces, and they were all enduring a stomach full of dissatisfaction, and a thousand yuan was exchanged for one or two silver, while the Taoist temple needed two thousand taels, that is, two million yuan! Now I really can't afford the pawnshop's opportunity to lower the price.

The pawnshop guy continued to pick up an old book from the bamboo basket and handed it to the counter, Chen Chaofeng, who was high up, took it in his hand, squinted his eyes and flipped it a few times casually, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "A broken book, ten cents." ”

Crackling, the sound of pulling out the plate sounded, and the bookkeeper was about to add a sum to the pawn book, when suddenly a teenager shouted under the counter: "Slow!!"

The two sword eyebrows were raised because of anger, Xie Lingyun had an angry look on his face, and he walked up to make it clear: "Ten cents? Chen Chaofeng, I've put up with you for a long time, how can this "Qi Harmonic Records" be worth only ten cents? If you go to the market vegetable vendor to buy a pound of Chinese cabbage, it will cost five cents. ”

"Qi Harmonic Records" is a book that records anecdotes in ancient times, fairies and ghosts, this book is said to have up to seven volumes before, but unfortunately because of the changes in the world, have been lost, and now there are only dozens of stories left in the world, including the well-known "Cowherd and Weaver Girl" among the people. It was originally rare in the market, this one was found in a second-hand book stall when he was a child, and he read it many times, and regarded it as a treasure, and it was indeed a treasure.

To calm himself down, Xie Lingyun introduced: "Let's not mention that "Qi Harmonic Records" itself is rare, if you take a closer look at this book, every page has a large number of handwritings left by predecessors, and they are unique in the world. ”

Chen Chaofeng stroked his mustache and snorted: "Little Xie Daochang, being the only one in the world doesn't mean that it is valuable, and the shape of each small stone outside is different, do you want me to give you a tael of silver?" Without giving Xie Lingyun a chance to speak, he sneered again and said, "Besides, can you see the handwriting on the book clearly?"

He took a piece of polished and smooth crystal stone and looked at the small characters in the book, pretending to look at it with difficulty, and then shook his head again and again: "It is not easy to see the content clearly, but it is all ordinary household words, if it is the pen and ink of any immortal, it is worth some money......; Huh!"

"Chen Chaofeng, it's not like this. Xie Lingyun had turned from annoyance to helplessness, and said: "In the eyes of those who like to collect strange books, it is definitely valuable, let me tell you a paragraph......

"Hmph!" Chen Chaofeng simply ignored him, threw the copy of "Qi Harmonic Records" out of the cabinet window, and shouted loudly: "Because this book has been scribbled throughout, the degree of damage is too high, and our store will not accept it!"

"Oops, you...... "Xie Lingyun's anger was ignited again, which of his treasures was not insulted by this guy today? It was like marrying a baby daughter, but the daughter was beaten and scolded by a rough son-in-law, he couldn't help but kick the counter hard, it was bearable, which was unbearable!

The counter was kicked loudly, Chen Chaofeng trembled, he was startled, he calmed down, and then screamed: "What...... Why? I don't want to be that stuff anymore? Someone—" A few of the men hurriedly put down what they were doing, grabbed some broomsticks and other objects around them, and glared at them fiercely, ready to fork these poor ghosts out at any time.

"Ake, calm down. Uncle Boyou hurriedly grabbed Xie Lingyun, and several other people also came together to dissuade him, the world is as black as a crow, how can there be any kind man who runs a pawnshop, and if he falls out here, he has to move things back and forth, isn't it another delay in time, and he suffers himself?

"Well......" Xie Lingyun naturally understood this truth, and he didn't plan to make trouble, but he really couldn't stand it, he took back the copy of "Qi Harmonic Records", and said softly: "I'll go out and go around first, Uncle Boyou, you watch." ”

"Good. The crowd nodded.

Watching Xie Lingyun walk towards the door of the pawnshop, Chen Chaofeng, who continued to evaluate the classics, deliberately shouted with all his might: "A loose and cracked bamboo-patterned porcelain pillow, fifty yuan ......."

The square signboard embroidered with the word "dang" swayed on the flagpole, Xie Lingyun came to the open space in the courtyard outside the store, the afternoon sun was not violent, but he was suddenly surrounded by a heat wave, just because the bustling street was not far ahead, and the people were in a hurry, talking about something.

Jinling City is very lively every day, but today seems to be more noisy than ever, maybe something strange is happening somewhere.

"Senior brother!" Heng Bao, who was playing by several empty cars, saw him and ran up and asked, "Senior brother, how are the things going?" The rest of the men in charge of guarding the cars also looked at him.

Xie Lingyun shrugged his shoulders and didn't answer, but asked them: "A word puzzle, looking down on people with both eyes." Everyone was still stunned, Heng Bao's eyes fluttered, and he hurriedly replied: "Dog!" Unexpectedly, Xie Lingyun shook his head and said no, he smiled and said: "The dog is loyal, grateful, and has a very kind heart, I don't allow you to insult it, the real answer is...... Pilgrimage!"

Heng Bao immediately laughed, and the adults would also come to their senses, and couldn't help but smile and sigh, the courtiers in the pawnshop must have been a bit bitter.

At this time, suddenly a group of people beat gongs and drums running by, and the banging bell made more and more noisy, Hengbao said with great interest: "I heard that the market in front of me is lively, and the optimistic people of God quarreled with a group of monks. ”

Xie Lingyun was also a little curious when he heard this, and asked them what was going on? When he asked, he realized that the two groups of people from Shen Optimism and Qixia Temple had friction because they were competing for the pulpit of the market, and a debate ensued into a bickering debate.

Qixia Temple is one of the ancestral gardens of the "Three Treatises" of Buddhism, and it is also the only ancestral garden of the sect in Jinling. The monks of the Three Treatises are all unforgiving, and their distant ancestor, the head of the four great translators of Middle-earth Buddhism, "Kumarosh", was like this when he was alive, and this eminent monk once made an honest oath in public before his death: "If there is no error in the doctrine I have preached and the scriptures I have translated, then my tongue will not burn out after I burn my body." ”

Sure enough, when he was cremated, his whole body was burned to ashes, and only his tongue was intact, which is the origin of today's "three-inch tongue".

Later, the founding patriarchs of the Three Treatises Sect, such as Seng Lang and Ji Zang, were all able to speak well, especially the debate between Master Ji Zang and the empowerment master of the "Tiantai Sect" thousands of years ago, which was called "the dispute between the first person to debate the talents of Buddhism".

There are thousands of monks in the Qixia Temple is huge, they take Jinling as their own territory for granted, and God is optimistic is an arrogant and domineering style, the disciples have long been accustomed to the days of no one in their eyes, this time the two meet, the first temple in Jinling against the first big temple in Jinling, the scene must be very intense, no wonder the people will be so excited.

"Senior brother. Heng Bao's immature face was full of doubts at this time, and he asked, "Don't those people need to refine the tax pill again?

"Hey. Xie Lingyun smiled, and he didn't know how to answer him, God is optimistic that people have more money and more money, and there is no difficulty at all......

Compared with alchemy, children are obviously more interested in debate, Heng Bao looked at the market from afar, and asked wistfully: "When will we also go to debate, it must be fun, right?" Xie Lingyun said hey again, the master has always taught them to do more and talk less, especially because of his life experience, it is not suitable to publicize, but if he goes to the altar one day, he will definitely knock on the bald heads of those vulgar monks.

"Hey, look at the pawnshop, isn't that the person from Chaotian Palace?" After the common people opened the way, a group of more than a dozen young disciples of God Optimism walked behind, and when they saw the figures of Xie Lingyun and the others, they immediately burst into laughter: "It's really them, they are ...... It's a thing!", "It's a shame for us to be called 'Jinling Grand View' like this, I'm sorry!", "Hey, thank you!!!How much money do you get!?", "Ha Luha!"......

They didn't stop either, just walked and laughed all the way to the market.

Everyone on the side of the cart was angry, these little rabbit cubs! Shame on them? Go back hundreds of years ago, if it weren't for the great help of Chaotian Palace, God's optimistic mountain gate would not have been built! I didn't want to help a jackal, the ancestors regarded them as friends, but the other party had sinister intentions from the beginning, until later they fell out and accumulated grudges, which time was not they making treachery and deceiving people and things?

"I hate them. Hanbao muttered, wanting to rush over and punch those guys.

Looking at the back of the gang of people walking away, Xie Lingyun's eyes were deep, there is a sentence in the "Book of Changes" called "The house of goodness will have afterglow; the house of accumulation of goodness will have aftermath", he believes it, just with those narrow-minded and arrogant guys, how long can God be optimistic and strong? He said lightly: "We have to fight for strength." ”

Although Hanbao was young, he already knew some human feelings, he clenched his little fist and nodded solemnly: "Well, when I grow up and cultivate my life realm, they won't want to bully us anymore!"

"Which round will get you, when you are senior brother and I die?" Xie Lingyun suddenly raised his hand viciously and slapped him on the head.

"Oh hey!"

......

The sun gradually moved westward, and when night fell after sunset, the bright moon and stars scattered the sky into a shining Milky Way, and everyone also pushed five empty carts back to Yecheng Mountain. The wheels rolled on the winding mountain path of the Nine Curved Corridors, making a chattering sound, just coaxing Hengbao, who was lying on his back on a board car and sleeping soundly, to dream.

From a distance, I saw Uncle Lead and Mercury and other people standing in the open space in front of the Taoist Temple, looking at the mountain path one by one, they had been waiting for a long time, as soon as they saw Xie Lingyun and others, they waved their hands and called to run up, seeing that they were safe and sound, the worry on their faces was put down, after all, Jinling City has been a little unpeaceful recently, who knows if the mysterious and powerful thief in Ludao will stop the robbery halfway.

"Is there enough dry food to eat?" Uncle Lead and Mercury and the others handed them a few pots of warm boiled water, and after asking about the situation of the journey, they hesitated a little, and Uncle Lead and Mercury's voice became hoarse: "Ark, how much money do you deserve?"

After a few sips of water, Xie Lingyun put down the kettle without a spout and replied truthfully: "Only one hundred and ninety-five taels." ”

It's less than two hundred taels! Uncle Lead and Mercury nodded with a sigh, and everyone was silent, this amount was far worse than the optimistic expectation before the departure, plus the Taoist temple originally had a hundred taels, and now it is about 1,700 taels of silver.

"Are the master and senior brother back?" Xie Lingyun asked.

Uncle Lead Mercury shook his head and replied, "Not yet." ”

Xie Lingyun hummed, I hope the master and they can go well, looking at their sad looks, he couldn't help but cheer up, and said with a smile: "What do you do like this, there will be a way." It's late, and it's been a busy day, so let's get off early. ”

Naturally, everyone had no objections, and after pushing and putting several carts, they each went back to their own Taoist courtyards, and Uncle Lead and Mercury called Changsheng to help carry Hengbao and go back to Xishan Taoist Academy, where all the true disciples lived.

Xie Lingyun didn't go back with him, but walked alone on the side of the hillside outside the view to relax, he didn't feel sleepy, thinking about the appearance of being looted in the courtyard room, instead of looking uncomfortable, it was better to walk around.

The scenery of Yecheng Mountain is beautiful, and there are great poets in all dynasties to express their feelings here and leave masterpieces.

Xie Lingyun walked in the lush forest, stepped on the autumn leaves all over the ground, the moon shadow was hazy, and the scene of the capital under the mountain was unobstructed, which was really refreshing. At this time, a cool autumn wind was blowing, the leaves were swaying, and the fallen leaves were scattered, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, what other way can raise money in the short term? Could it be that as Heng Bao thought, Master Zu had quietly hidden a box of yellow and silver jewelry somewhere in the mountains before......

He looked left and right, and suddenly something swept out of the corner of his eye, and after a closer look, his eyes finally focused on a pile of small green bushes not far to the right.

Because he has been learning medical science and medicine from his master since he was a child, he can see that this is a kind of medicinal material, which is recorded in the "Shennong's Materia Medica", and its root skin can cure rheumatism and strengthen muscles and bones...... Yes, this is the treasure hidden by the ancestors.

Usually, in order to protect the aura of Yecheng Mountain, Chaotian Palace rarely picks the plants and trees on its own mountain, and allows them to grow naturally, but now it seems that it is the harvest season, and these medicinal materials can be directly used for alchemy, and can be sold for money.

Approaching the pile of Wujia, Xie Lingyun frowned again, and after a little thought, he found that there were many problems!

On the other hand, although the medicinal resources in the mountains are very rich, there should be many expensive herbs, but the Taoist temple does not have a detailed distribution map of the grass and tree resources on the mountain, since there has not been large-scale planting, the grass and trees will definitely be distributed in the east and west, and they can only be picked while exploring.

This will undoubtedly take a lot of time, and the daily affairs of the Taoist temple cannot be done without people, and they have to do alchemy, so there is a serious shortage of manpower and time......

Moreover, the aura of Yecheng Mountain cannot be consumed too much at once, this beautiful mountain is the common home of many birds, beasts, fish and insects, so even if there are enough manpower and time, if you want to pick 1,700 taels of silver grass and trees, you have to run the suburbs and mountains outside the city.

But it's hard to be difficult, and it's better to be idle anyway than to do nothing.

Xie Lingyun bent down and stretched out his hand to pick a green leaf, but suddenly there was a pop, and something fell out of the Confucian shirt and smashed on the bushes, startling a large group of green fireflies in the bushes.

"It's really illiterate, it's obviously the best book, ten cents? joke. He muttered and picked it up, and as he looked through it, he said to it, "Baby, baby, I'm sorry for dishonoring you today......"

At this time, the surrounding fireflies were flying, and the glowing green light shone like a broken day, Xie Lingyun's eyes suddenly widened when he looked at the pages, and then he exclaimed: "What's the matter?

I saw that the handwriting and small characters on the pages of the book were illuminated by fluorescent light, and some of the words seemed to be "lit up" every now and then, and they also emitted a faint fluorescent light...... Hundreds of pages are all there! He realized that there was really something else to this book, and his heart beat violently, baby!

He blinked, then carefully read the shiny words, and muttered, "Ten Thousand Laws Return to the Sect...... Secrets of Divine Arts...... The secret method of transporting ......"