Sword comes

Thank you for returning to the bonfire. Lin Shouyi and Qing Niangniang were finishing the game. The girl glanced at the chess game and was not interested. She reached out and approached the bonfire.

Chen Ping cut out a section of branches, built three simple tents, came to Li Baoping's side, and the little girl yawned and ran to sleep.In addition, Li Huai and Lin Shou shared the same tent, and the girl Xie Xie also had her own tent. Yu Lu often slept in the position of the carriage driver, and half-blanket and half-wrapped blankets could last the night.

Of course, most of the time, the team can always find a place to stay, or an inn, or a Taoist temple among the mountains and forests.

Once, on a stormy night, they managed to find a wealthy family with the faint lights. The owner turned out to be Huang Tingguo's former servant of the household department. The young scholars who studied abroad, the old man was very happy. Even though he knew that they came from Dali, which can be said to be half an enemy country, the old servant still treated them warmly. Regarding the food, the old man strictly abided by the saint's teaching that "he never tires of fine food, and he never tires of fine food". Chen Ping's gang of local turtles opened their eyes.

After getting along with the old man, he seemed to be very close to the little girl Li Baoping and the young Yu Lu. After knowing that the little girl likes to read travel notes, he not only gave a few books from the private collection of travel notes, but also took them to a place personally. The scenic spot is a very famous big cliff by the river in the local area. The cliff surface is as flat as a mirror. There are ancient Moyan carvings on it that have survived for many years. Come here to admire the wonders. The rubbings of stone carvings were widely spread in Huang Tingguo and the Sui Dynasty, but still no one has studied the true meaning of those words. There are different opinions, and there is no convincing conclusion.

At that time, the young Cui Chan only glanced at the stone cliff from a distance, and said that it was "carved by the emperor of Leibu himself, and the emperor ordered the speech of the dragon".

The old man laughed, obviously not believing it.The sages and sages of the past dynasties did not dare to jump to conclusions even after studying it with all their heart. It is reasonable for a [-]-year-old boy to speak casually, and Huang Tingguo's old servant should not take it seriously.

After leaving the old servant's Bieye mansion, every time Chen Pingan ate with an earthen stove in the wilderness, he would find that everyone's eyes were not right, especially the little girl in the red padded jacket, who came here without 300 taels of silver. He said: "Little uncle, the food you cook is delicious, really, it's not worse than the food at that Ma Shilang's house!"

Li Huai was also a little sleepy, and went to sleep in the tent as soon as he greeted Lin Shou.Lin Shouyi didn't feel sleepy, and continued to compete with the young lady on the chessboard.

Lin Shouyi told Chen Pingan that he would accompany Qing Niangniang to the small temple on the top of the mountain to retrieve the precious chess record hidden in the wall of the small temple, probably because he was afraid that Chen Pingan would be worried. The young man smiled and explained that Qing Niangniang wanted to It was he who took the initiative to ask to go back and forth alone.

Chen Pingan didn't want to say much, but just asked Lin Shouyi to pay attention to the night road.

The young man climbed the mountain together with the ghost who worshiped incense in the small temple. Chen Pingan looked at the back of one person and one ghost. It was probably a unique rule on the mountain. The will-o'-the-wisp fluorescence, lighting up the surroundings, and the reading man in green shirt beside him, the two chatted happily, so this scene, instead of making people feel frightened, has a bit of the so-called "holding candle" in Li Baoping's landscape travel notes. Traveling at night, going back and forth on a whim" is romantic and poetic.

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After the girl thanked her and left, the boy Cui Chan stood alone on a high branch. Occasionally, night owls sounded suddenly in the mountains, and it was horrifying. This kind of bird was called a "wandering bird" by the people of Huang Tingguo, and it was an ominous omen. It is often associated with "reporting funeral" and "bad news".

A black smoke billowed through the woods, flew to the side of the boy in white, and remained still in the air.

The young man withdrew his confused thoughts, and said, "Leave?"

The yin god from the small town nodded and said: "The amulets bestowed by old man Yang can indeed protect the soul from the yang energy and the city pass, but we will go back and forth with Daliyefu pass as the end point. It just happened to be used up. I privately escorted to this Hengshan Mountain of Huangting Country, but it was already very reluctant. Maybe when I arrived at the Xiuhua River and Wanping County, it would start to be difficult.

stand up. "

Yinshen's face was like ripples in a lake, like lights flickering, constantly changing, blurred, he said with emotion: "Although I don't know what kind of business old man Yang has made with you, I hope that before arriving at the academy in the Sui Dynasty, the national teacher My lord can start well with Chen Pingan and the others."

The boy in white was quite polite on Yinshen's side, "I will do my best."

Yinshen suddenly smiled and asked: "Lord National Teacher, do you believe that good and evil are rewarded?"

The young Cui Chan shook his head and said: "I never believe it. If you want to persuade me to do good deeds, then I will also advise you in turn, don't conspire with each other when you have different ways. Instead of worrying about whether I will protect your benefactor Chen Ping'an, It's better to worry about whether your wife and children will not be manipulated as two pawns by Liu Zhimao, Master Jiejiang of Shujian Lake, in a place far away that you can't see."

The Yin God sighed, and said helplessly: "There is still a time when manpower is exhausted, let alone a yin thing like me that the world hates?"

Cui Chan smiled and said: "There is no end to the road, it's just the difference between difficulty and difficulty. Gathering yin as a ghost and gathering yang as a god has nothing to do with whether you are a human being or not. It's not like you don't have the opportunity to become a god now. Just imagine those monsters in the mountains and rivers, Their path of cultivation is truly bumpy."

Yinshen laughed hoarsely: "Indeed."

Yinshen was silent for a long time, but he still had no intention of returning to Dali.

The young man Cui Chan asked: "Why, what else can I say? I know that apart from repaying your kindness, you are optimistic about Chen Pingan, but you must not know that I have been optimistic about this young man from the very beginning, earlier than anyone else, but it involves Dao It’s hard to tell you the inside story. You just need to know that although I was in Dali Capital, the attention and care I paid for Chen Ping’an was neither later nor less than Old Man Yang.”

Yinshen shook his head and smiled, "It has nothing to do with it."

The boy frowned and said, "I'm not in a good mood right now, let me fart."

Yin Shen didn't take it seriously, and said slowly: "Mr.'s theory of meritorious deeds is beneficial to the country and the people. I admire it very much. Although there are criticisms in Confucianism, and there are more criticisms than praises, but I firmly believe that what will happen in the future after thousands of years. It can only be a matter of future generations asking for more blessings for themselves, and it is not as important as being popular with the common people through learning and gaining a peaceful and prosperous world."

The boy in white was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help turning his head to ask: "I never thought you would still support my knowledge?"

Yinshen made an unexpected move. He followed the example of the Confucian junior disciple, bowing respectfully and bowing to his sages and masters, bowing his head and saying loudly, "Gu Mou is not paying homage to Dali Guoshi this time, respecting Mr. Cui Ting Don’t just do the moral stuff that’s shelved.”

It wasn't until the yin god had already wandered hundreds of miles away that the boy in white slowly came back to his senses, with a mixture of sadness and joy on his face.

In the end, the boy in white took a step forward, the branches under his feet curved even more, his hands shook his sleeves suddenly, and he was behind him, without the slightest look of slump.

The young man has the awe-inspiring momentum of shaking his clothes to a thousand Rengang.

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When Lin Shouyi returned, his face was livid, and he was sitting by the campfire clutching a yellowed ancient book.

Chen Pingan asked: "What's wrong?"

Lin Shouyi gritted his teeth and said, "A bunch of gentle scum! These scholars from Huang Tingguo's gentry, it's nothing more than drinking and drinking at parties in small temples, but they actually behaved like that! Brazen and gentle! If I were Qing Niangniang, This group of disgusting fellows has long been beaten out of the mountain."

Chen Pingan asked: "No matter what happened, did Qing Niangniang herself do nothing?"

Lin Shou nodded.

Chen Pingan said: "Then you can do as the Romans do."

Lin Shouyi raised his head, a little puzzled. When some teenagers who lost their minds saw that familiar slightly dark face, Lin Shouyi calmed down for no reason, sighed, and said softly: "I understand."