Sword comes

And Chapter 2.

The pale old woman was stooped, staring blankly at the four people outside the door.

The scholar who knocked on the door was very timid. When he saw the gloomy old woman, he didn't dare to look at himself, and hid behind his companions, thinking that there was no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth, what a pity.

This scholar likes to read hundreds of classics when he was young, and he can often find some strange ghosts and ghosts from the reading notes that he occasionally sends. Scholar, and the one in front of you, with a ghostly aura, even if you stay at night, the courtyard is deep, with carved beams and painted buildings, if you are lucky enough to survive until dawn and leave, it will become a deserted tomb haunted by foxes and rabbits.

The wind and rain were precarious, the weather was cold, and the scholar holding a torch was more daring than his companions. He turned the big bookcase behind his back, rubbed his hands to keep warm, and said with a wry smile: "May the old lady let us stay outside for a night?" The rain was too heavy. Some of our friends couldn’t stand the cold and passed out. If there is no warm place, it’s hard to say whether they can survive the night. I hope the old aunt can help me. It’s like saving someone’s life. , better than building a seven-level pagoda."

The old woman had a straight face, speaking in a difficult local dialect, as if she was asking something.

The scholar's face was full of bitterness, so he had to explain it in the same dialect as the old woman.

The old woman turned her dead fish eyes slightly, staring at Chen Pingan, she suddenly used the Aquarius proverb, "a person who practices martial arts"

Chen Pingan nodded.

The old woman looked at the young Taoist priest Chen Pingan was carrying, revealing the hilt of the mahogany sword. After falling asleep, Taoist Zhang Shan’s breathing was longer and more steady than when he was awake. This is probably the magic of Qi practitioners, returning to the original , unexpectedly.When the old woman found the mahogany sword, she narrowed her eyes, "Your friend is a practitioner of Taoism."

Chen Ping continued to nod.

The old woman finally looked at the cowering scholar with an umbrella, "a reader"

The scholar with a mutton fat jade pendant hanging from his waist shook his head and said, "I don't have any merit in the imperial examination, so I can't be considered a scholar."

The old woman twitched the corners of her mouth, and her shoulders swayed out of the way, "Since they are all decent people, please come in. Remember to rest in your own room after entering the door. Don't walk around casually. If you disturb my master, you will be responsible for the consequences." There is a charcoal basin and stove in the room, you gentlemen can do everything as you please, there is no need to ask, the visitor is a guest, my master will not be fussy about it."

When the old woman closed the door, she looked around, and then quickly closed the door. The heavy door was in the old woman's hands, as if it was as light as a feather, and it closed with a bang.

This house is really not small, it should be a courtyard with four entrances, four people including Chen Pingan were arranged in the second entrance courtyard, and they were told not to go to the courtyard behind.The upturned eaves of the house are carved with auspicious animals, flowers and birds, and landscape and cloud patterns. The window grilles are exquisite. The ground in the courtyard is paved with green and red stone bricks.

The Chaoshou verandah connects the main room and the wing rooms, so that it is easy to walk freely in the rainy day.

The figure of the old woman disappeared into the narrow corridor connecting the second and third entrances, and it was pitch black. Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning. Before the two scholars could look back, they happened to see the pale smiling face of the old woman. The two scholars, Chu and Liu, did not dare to fall asleep separately, so they had to gather in a room temporarily. After the scholar surnamed Liu put down the oil-paper umbrella, he read the books of sages and sages at night by the lamp to strengthen his courage.

The scholar surnamed Chu is a bit more courageous, otherwise he would not know that there is a house here. He put down the torch, started to tinker with the brazier, took out a fire folder tightly wrapped in oil paper from the bookcase, and quickly lit the charcoal fire, and the house quickly became warm. .He looked around and pressed the bed with his hands. The bedding smelled damp and musty, but this was inevitable. After the Spring of Caiyi Country this year, it was rainy and there was hardly any sun. It is a blessing in misfortune to be harsh on the master in matters, not to mention having a place to rest.

A scholar surnamed Chu wears a blue square scarf on his head. He is slender and has a dignified appearance. There is an awe-inspiring righteousness between his brows. He looks around and finds that the panes are changeable, with exquisite styles and beautiful meanings. They are carved with bats, carps and ganoderma lucidum. Generally, only scholars from a scholarly family would have such thoughts.He suddenly moved closer to the window, looked intently, and found that there seemed to be some traces of vermilion paint on the slightly wider wooden strip between the two windows.

As the room gradually warmed up, the scholar surnamed Liu became more courageous, so he put down the book in his hand, and saw his companion staring at the window, so he followed his gaze and looked up, only to see that the outside of the window was bright red, An old face was reflected, and he said hoarsely: "It's getting late, I hope the two young masters can rest early."

The sudden appearance of the old woman carrying a lantern to watch the night scared the two scholars almost to death.

The old woman just came from the side room opposite the yard. The young man with the box on the other side was also reading a book with the light on and looking at the window, so he was not so panic-stricken. The old woman shook her head and staggered away. , after all, it is smaller."

Opposite wing.

Chen Ping stood leaning near the window and reminded softly: "The old lady is gone."

It turned out that the young Taoist priest woke up before entering the mansion, swallowed a Huiyang pill, and drank Chen Pingan's spirits in the rivers and lakes, and immediately refreshed. Originally, he didn't want to waste a pill, but he Suddenly, I felt that the evil spirit was gone in a flash, and I didn't dare to be stingy with the pills. After all, a small amount of money was no match for my own life.Taoist Zhang Shan sat up from the bed, put on a brand-new Taoist robe, bent over and sat next to the brazier, stretched out his hands to warm himself, and said in a low voice, "Chen Pingan, let's take turns keeping vigil tonight, otherwise I really don't feel at ease. Not quite right."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "You just need to hang the mahogany sword tied with the demon bell near the window. I don't know much about monsters, so I still need the bell to remind me. As for night watch, I am very good at it, don't worry Go to sleep, if something really happens, I won't even be able to notify you."

Taoist Zhang Shan thought for a while, and found a reason, "Hang up the mahogany sword and listen to the demon bell, and then warm up the fire on the trail, and sleep well when your body is warm enough."

When the young Taoist priest was hanging the wooden sword, Chen Pingan said: "Someone used to draw a talisman on the window pane, but after a long time, I can't see it clearly, but it should be your Taoist talisman, do you recognize it?"

The young Taoist priest didn't pay attention at first, but after Chen Pingan reminded him carefully, he found some clues. He couldn't help admiring Chen Pingan's boldness and carefulness. After wiping away the traces of vermilion paint, sniffing at the tip of his nose, he sat back in the chair in silence, "If it's what Xiaodao thinks, it will be a little troublesome. The talisman drawn on the window pane is exactly the red book used to drive away ghosts. Look at the remnants of it. , it should be a kind of talisman of Shengao Zongqing, written with special red lacquer, it is very powerful, and since it is written by the seniors of Shengaozong, it even almost fills most of the windows, and the pen is written in a hurry, but It is conceivable that the evil spirits that senior has to face must have a lot of skills."

The young Taoist lamented and regretted: "If I had known this, Xiaodao shouldn't have saved that Huiyang Pill at the beginning. If I had eaten it early, I wouldn't be unconscious when I approached the house. If you have experience, if you look at it from a distance, you can roughly see what kind of school is the Tibetan wind and water gathering in this house, and the fundamental method of gathering Fengshui, whether it is yang or yin, and whether it deviates from the right way. You can deduce many things from the general context, Chen Pingan, I'm sorry, it's Xiaodao that put you in danger."

Listening to the young Taoist's remorse, Chen Pingan didn't say anything to comfort him, but just jokingly said, "Da Tianshi Zhang, isn't it your specialty to eliminate demons and defend Taoism?"

The young Taoist quickly waved his hands, "Don't, don't, Xiaodao can't afford the title of Celestial Master."

Speaking of this, Zhang Shan looked forward to it, and said softly: "The real celestial masters are the direct descendants of the Zhang family in Longhu Mountain's celestial master's mansion, all of them wear yellow and purple, and are hereditary prime ministers on the mountain for thousands of years. In addition, celestial masters with foreign surnames who have entered the middle five realms are also eligible to receive the title of celestial masters, but they are also Longhushan celestial masters, and there are many types. The first-class celestial masters are those who enter the Longhushan Ancestor Hall to enjoy incense The old gods of the upper five realms, and the next one is the Zhang family who was born as a yellow and purple nobleman. One of them will hold the seal of heavenly master and a fairy sword in the future. Many celestial masters with foreign surnames, Longhu Mountain is a natural blessed place, open to the outside world, as long as those Qi practitioners promise to succeed in their cultivation, they can go down the mountain to kill demons and eliminate demons. At that time, Longhu Mountain will give a peach tree Cheng's wooden sword is also the strength of Longhu Mountain, so we Taoist priests from other continents should be extremely fascinated by it."

Chen Pingan listened carefully, and felt that Longhushan and Zhang Tianshi were really good.

Torrential rain.

The two small stone lions at the entrance of this house made a slight cracking sound from time to time.

The old woman stood outside the main room in the third courtyard, stepped on a small bench, and hung the lantern on the cage frame of the porch column. The light was dim and fluttering with the wind.

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nbsp;Puff, the lights go out, it turns out that the candles inside have been burned out.

The old woman coughed and stood on the bench again, took off the lantern, and took out a brand new candle that was bright red like blood from her sleeve. If you looked closely, there was no wick. She suddenly inserted it into the center of the candle, as if using it as a wick material, and then the old woman breathed lightly at the candle, and the candle was instantly lit, and after being put into the lantern, it was hung on the porch pillar again.

The lantern swayed slightly, and the lights shone in the mansion.

If it is a clear night, it will inevitably attract moths to the flames, but I don't know the meaning of its existence in this rainy night in the wilderness.

The young Taoist priest was not sleepy. Chen Pingan sipped the strong wine in the vermilion wine gourd. Hearing Zhang Shan's story about his previous adventures with demons, Chen Pingan made a silent gesture, and the young Taoist priest subconsciously looked at the window. The mahogany sword and the bell are quiet, nothing unusual.

Soon there was a knock on the door. It turned out that the two scholars were visiting together. Chen Pingan carried a wine gourd and went to open the door. In a dry place, a slender scholar surnamed Chu was holding an umbrella and a flagon in one hand, smiling. A scholar surnamed Liu put his hands to his mouth, breathed to keep warm, and said with a smile: "Brother Chu, what did you bring with you when you went out this trip?" The pot of good wine, there is still one pot left, I am not afraid of your jokes when I say it, I dare not fall asleep tonight, I wonder if I can use the strength of the wine to fall asleep when I go back, Brother Chu said that it is better to be alone All Lele, if the two of you are willing to have a few sips, let's have a drink together and agree in advance, my drinking capacity is at least half a catty, so you can only drink a little, forgive me."

Chen Pingan raised the vermilion wine gourd in his hand, and said with a smile, "I brought the wine myself, you can share a jug among the three of you."

At that time, the scholar surnamed Liu who held the umbrella for Chen Pingan and the young Taoist, strode into the room and laughed heartily, "It's so good, it's so good."

The scholar surnamed Chu followed behind with a smile, put the umbrella at the foot of the wall, and the four of them sat around the brazier, simmering wine for a while, the scholar surnamed Liu slapped his head, "I forgot the wine glass."

Then he looked at his companion with a wry smile, "Brother Chu, I dare not take it."

The scholar surnamed Chu stood up with a smile, and said helplessly: "If there are ghosts and gods in the world, wouldn't it be a good thing that you don't have to be afraid of death. Besides, scholars have a righteous spirit in their stomachs, so ghosts and gods must be in awe. What are you afraid of? "

When there were too many people, the scholar surnamed Liu who was sitting on the chair became angry, and joked: "I can't even pass the exam, which means that the arrogance in my stomach is not much. The material is much better than mine, so of course you don’t have to be afraid.”

The scholar surnamed Chu shook his head with a smile, and strode away. His figure soon appeared in the opposite wing, and then he pushed and closed the door, walked back quickly, and brought four wine glasses. The Taoist priest Zhang Shan took a wine glass and asked tentatively, "Brother Chu, Brother Liu, is this the unique cockfighting cup of Caiyi Kingdom?"

The scholar surnamed Liu's eyes lit up, "The Taoist priest has also heard about the cockfighting cups in our Caiyi country."

The light on the table was not bright enough, so the young Taoist held the wine glass with two fingers, tilted it, carefully observed the two colorful roosters by the light of the charcoal fire in the brazier, and said with emotion: "It's famous, it's famous, I've heard of it a long time ago, the trail comes from In Juluzhou in the north, when walking the rivers and lakes, I once saw two martial arts tycoons spend a lot of money and gamble with cockfights. A rooster will fight on its own, endlessly, and even the saints of the tenth realm among the five realms of the middle class may not be able to see the outcome, so as long as the cockfighting cup is out of your Aquarius Island, the price will be hundreds of times and thousands of times Up and up, the ferry of Nanjian country, the cockfighting cup of Caiyi country, is one of the important goods on board."

The scholar Liu surnamed looked quite complacent, nodded and smiled and said: "I don't know what is not spiritual, I only know that the masters of the rivers and lakes of our Caiyi country like to have fun with it, after pouring wine into the cup, anyway, as long as they both With a pinch, the cockfighting cup can be brought to life, and then fight endlessly until the winner is determined. As for why it is so mysterious, I have seen some records in various county annals, saying that it is the colorful clay for firing the cockfighting cup, It is the only interesting thing in the world, and it is said that once this soil leaves the territory of Caiyi, it will change its smell in a short time, and it is no different from ordinary soil, so it makes the cockfighting cup become our unique porcelain. .”

Taoist Zhang Shan was amazed, and thought that whoever could monopolize the porcelain clay of the cockfighting cup would not be able to collect a lot of money every day and become rich overnight

Chen Pingan believes in this statement, because Chen Pingan has a lot of contact with the properties of soil because of porcelain firing. Longquan kiln workers have been kiln workers for generations, and firing porcelain needs to deal with soil, so Chen Pingan has heard of many gods and gods. According to Taoism, old man Yao once said that when the clay leaves the ground, it is finally molded into a clay Buddha and eaten with incense; or it is fired into porcelain and sent to the emperor's house; Escaping from fire, roasting and soaking in water all have their roots and feet, each has its own destiny, and is similar to people.

The scholar surnamed Liu drank three ounces of wine, his face was flushed, he happened to be slightly drunk, and he was in the best state of mind. He shook his head slightly, and asked with a smile: "The Taoist priest is carrying a mahogany sword, and he looks like a fairy. If this cockfighting cup can come back to life, let's take a gamble, have some fun, make a small gamble, let's bet on something."

There was a strange look on the scholar's face. It was obvious that there were two people, drinking or not, and they were more or less gambling.

The scholar surnamed Chu sighed, and persuaded softly: "Brother Liu, you have drunk half a catty of wine, you should take a rest."

Taoist Zhang Shan also quickly said: "A cockfighting cup is worth a lot of money, why waste it?"

The scholar surnamed Liu drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, waved his big hand, smashed the wine glass in his hand against the wall, smashed it to pieces, laughed and said: "Since ancient times, sages and sages have always been lonely, but the drinker keeps his name and his name. It's ridiculous that only this thing has been around for thousands of years. A fighting cock cup is only worth two or two taels of silver in Caiyi's country. How much is a Jinshi worth? It's expensive. Anyway, I Liu Zhen can't afford it"

The scholar surnamed Chu looked embarrassed, and explained: "Brother Liu likes to talk nonsense when he is drunk. I beg the priest and son to forgive me."

Chen Ping smiled and drank silently.

In the end, Liu Zhen, who was drunk and chattering, was helped back by his companions, and Zhang Shan sent him to the door.

Chen Ping glanced at the door, but never got up and moved.

In the heavy rain, there was a man with a big beard, walking through the heavy rain curtain, striding towards the house and knocking on the gate.

The old woman stood on the threshold and asked hoarsely, "What's your business?"

The man shouted: "Hide from the rain"

The old woman said sadly: "You man, you are full of air in your speech, you are not someone who needs to hide from the rain."

The man said angrily: "What's the matter, your mansion doesn't even have a place to stay?"

The old woman laughed and said: "There are still some places to stay, but my master might not like you because you are so aggressive. There will be land with seven or eight catties of lean meat."

The swordsman had a full beard, and the roots were as hard as a spear. He pressed the hilt of the knife with one hand, and stared at the door with wide eyes. Why don't you visit the brothel? Wouldn't it be a joke to those tortured goblins?"

The door opened slowly, and the old woman sighed softly: "It's better to die as a joke than to die for real."

The bearded swordsman was slightly awe-inspiring, but soon he laughed and said: "I am a boy, and I have accumulated more than 30 years of yang energy. I am afraid that the eggs will be demons and ghosts. It is their ancestors who saw me. Also take the initiative to avoid."

The rough man walked into the courtyard and frowned when he saw the screen wall.

The old woman slammed the door again.

A stone lion outside the door clicked, and it turned out that its head fell to the ground and was smashed into pieces.

It's just that this little movement has long been covered by the sound of heavy rain.

Among the big families in some countries in the south of Aquarius Continent, most of the women live in the exclusive boudoir embroidery building. Some noble families with harsh family traditions will even tear down the stairs that pass up and down, and put the women in the boudoir like books. ", waiting for the day of marriage.

Finally, as soon as you enter the courtyard, there is an embroidery building. The beauties on the second floor are near, and the night is dark, but a man is drawing eyebrows for a woman, and the eyebrow pencil in his hand gently falls on the woman's face. The woman is bloody, corrupt, and exposed in many places. The bones were dense, and there were even white maggots rolling, but she could vaguely see that she was smiling.