Nan Chan

Chapter 74: fault

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Jinglin will not go down the mountain in the future, because the white robe and silver crown are too ostentatious, so he took off the white robe and changed into a green sash uniform. Hiding the sword in his body, and abandoning his crown to tie his hair, except for his face, he was no different from ordinary practitioners.

Li Rong and Yunsheng sent Jinglin to the foot of the mountain, and gave him another box by the pavilion at the foot of the mountain. Jinglin opened it and saw that there were six small porcelain bottles neatly arranged in the box.

"This is the ball that was made by myself in my father's courtyard. According to your taste, it tastes like tofu." Seeing Jinglin's poor expression, Li Rong said quickly, "I know that you have always cultivated by yourself, and you are not willing to use these elixir. But this is all part of my father's will and cannot be denied."

Yun Sheng smiled sideways and said, "I used to eat it when I was young, but when I was older, I disliked it. Take it with you, my father loves you very much. Mostly because he was afraid that something would happen to you when you crossed the border, he chose six bottles for you to nourish your qi. Ben. You have to know, even the big brother dares to eat a bottle tightly."

"I practice swordsmanship alone, and I'm also a Taoist in my heart. I use foreign objects to counteract demons. Although I know that my father loves it, I don't dare to use it." Jinglin picked out a bottle and pushed the box to the two of them, saying, "Brothers need this for their retreats at home, so they use it for me."

After saying that, Jinglin raised his hand a little, and said concisely: "I'll go."

Li Rong and Yun Sheng returned the salute together and watched Jing Lin disappear into the morning mist.

Li Rong shook the porcelain bottle and sighed: "There are so many, you and I can't use them up. Gold is rare and precious, and it can't be thrown away. How can this be good?"

Yun Sheng clapped his arms and said, "Just last night I heard Lan Hai say that he is not doing well recently, and he always feels tired. It is better to give him a bottle. You and I will each share a bottle. Just make jelly beans and eat them."

There is a Lingtong Hall in Jiutianjunyuan, which has always been named after alchemy. This Nine Heavens Pill is a good thing to promote cultivation and purify evil, and their brothers have been eating it every month since they started. When the cultivation base is small and the spiritual sea has solidified, the father will restrain the amount of pills and ask them to be diligent on their own. Although this food is a great tonic, it cannot be eaten too much. Only Qingyao and Dongjun can eat and play with it like chewing beans. Dongjun is a submissive to the demons, not to mention it for the time being, but Qingyao has a rare physique. To prevent evil, he must eat it every day.

The two hit it off immediately and returned to the mountain.

When Jinglin traveled south, he did not take a boat, but rode his horse along the river. Jiutianmen set up a station in the south to meet the doormen, and Jinglin stopped at the stations along the way.

In the evening, Jinglin sat down at a noodle stall on the street and asked for two servings of noodles, one bowl with green vegetables and one bowl with tofu. He picked up the chopsticks and used the noodles, and he only ate half of the noodles. He heard someone behind him banging on a wooden stick and coming over, hitting him with a pestle on the side of the table, and opening his mouth, he said, "This gentleman, see you with a frown on your eyes. Pretty, her face is blushing, she is going to have that peach blossom luck in the near future!"

Jing Lin didn't answer when he ate the noodles, the man leaned over, sniffed, and said in his mouth: "I'm also very hungry, and I'll give you a reward for this bowl of noodles because I'm doing the calculations for you. Are you done?"

Jing Lin saw that he was blind with open eyes, his eyes were cloudy and dark, and he was afraid that he could not see clearly. I saw him with a shaggy beard, a dirty coat hanging from his shoulders, a pair of open-toed blue cloth shoes, and a rotten log that had been eaten by a worm in his hand. Smell a little, you can smell a stench of pickles mixed with tank water. That's all, the lice jumped up and down between his movements.

The diners lost their appetites and scrambled to get up and leave their seats. The stall owner refused to obey, and ran to the fortune-teller like a beggar in a few steps.

"Hurry up and get out of here!" The stall owner drew the towel. "What are you doing here? Who is not paying attention in this stall, and pissing out of you, such an eyesore!"

The fortune-teller's feet flicked dexterously, making the stall owner take a break. He twisted his hands back and blew the golden beads between his fingers at the stall owner, shaking them in front of his eyes.

"Have you seen it?" he said, "Grandpa is a scumbag. What kind of thing is your grandson here. Don't stand on the pillar and wait. Grandpa wants to play with this son."

After talking about the jacket, he stepped on one foot and sat opposite Jinglin, scratched the lice and said, "Don't even give me face, you cheapskate!"

Jinglin pushed the unmoved bowl to him, and he tapped along the side of the bowl with his chopsticks, arguing: "No! Whoever wants a bowl of noodles, what you want is the bowl you eat!"

Jinglin said: "Fortune-tellers rarely have leftovers."

"It depends on who it is." The fortune teller held his blind eyes and reached out to catch Jinglin's hand. "Seeing that you are born well, I will only care about you."

Jing Lin stepped back and raised his foot to the bench under his buttocks. The fortune-teller's bench took a step back, and then the square table was turned around in Jinglin's hands, and the bowl with only the soup base was facing the fortune-teller. Looking at Jinglin again, he had already eaten a few mouthfuls of untouched noodles. Done.

Jinglin patted the copper beads, got up and left. There was a sudden wind from behind, and the fortune-telling was unfathomable, and he slapped his arms towards Jinglin. Jinglin shook his body, and the two phantoms overlapped for an instant, and they were staggered like a ghost. Jinglin swung his shirt and stepped forward, but unexpectedly, the fortune-teller suddenly cheated, and hugged him from the back in his arms, and lifted him directly.

"Can't run away!"

Before the fortune-telling was finished, the man in his arms "bang" turned into a small stone man, and a carp on the ground slapped him and made faces at him. Look at Jing Lin again, there is no shadow!

The fortune-telling sneer, kicked the stone villain's butt, and said, "It's really fast!"

He entered the crowd a few steps and disappeared very quickly.

Jinglin closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, and the window was suddenly knocked at night. He opened the window and saw a beautiful woman leaning against the window like a weak willow and supporting the wind, shedding tears without saying a word to him.

"Where did the enemy escape?" The beauty wiped the scented handkerchief and whispered softly, "I'm so scared to leave the family under the bridge. You and I don't go when I call you, but you're really a poor lover. You and I are married for a night. You don't even give this kind of affection!"

Jing Lin felt that he had a dream, and suspected that he was encountering demons to disturb the gods, so he wanted to close the window. This beautiful woman reached in with her arm and lightly touched his chest. Under the moonlight, the pear blossoms brought rain, and asked softly, "Why do you keep a straight face? But you don't want to see me? Can't I do it? Kuro..." She murmured, "What a ruthless heart."

Jinglin said, "I have never abandoned you, and I have never had a better time with you."

"You said that!" The beauty stomped her feet, "Don't tell me, even the flesh and blood in my belly will not depend on me!"

Jing Lin said, "You are not pregnant and have no children."

This beauty couldn't, and wanted to climb in through the window. Seeing that her skirt was lifted, her slender legs moved towards the window. When Jinglin saw the bright moon hanging high outside and the courtyard was as bright as day, he suddenly said, "I understand."

The beauty was unpredictable for a while: "Huh?"

Jing Lin paused and said, "You're afraid you're looking for the wrong window and the wrong person."

He has a spiritual line in the window, if it is a demon, it will definitely not be able to step in. If it is a monster, Jinglin can't see her true face and Linghai. This woman has a mortal breath all over her body, and even climbing the window will have red legs!

The beauty smiled and said, "You spend the night with me in the spring breeze, how could I forget your face! Ask me to touch it, and I will know if I am wrong."

Jinglin's slaying demons and demons can be decisive, but he can't kill a mortal for no reason. He couldn't help being stretched thin, took a few steps back, and saw this bold woman was about to climb in. Her skirt had been lifted to her knees, and her snow-white legs were dangling in the night. Jing Lin turned her eyes and pulled up the quilt, slamming her out of the window.

The soft herbs from the low window are not painful, but this beauty fell indecently, so she hugged her clothes and ripped off her clothes, and cried and cried.

When she shouted, the whole station was lit up. Everyone is a cultivator. They pay attention to the sensitivity of their ears and eyes. They can hear clearly in the dark.

The woman hugged the quilt and cried and said, "This thin lover turned her face and didn't recognize anyone. Yesterday, she even folded a quilt and screamed at the sweetheart baby in the bed. Today, she wants to be good to others! I won't even let me in!"

Jing Lin has never dealt with women, so how can he see such a battle. He frowned coldly at the moment, almost wanting to think that this was a new way of cheating money from the south.

Sure enough, the woman wiped away her tears and said, "You said that you want to get sixty gold beads when you go into business. God, that's all the blood and sweat that I embroidered out of my heart and eyes, and I leave it to you. You treat me like this! If you insist on leaving, that's fine, but you must return the money to me!"

Hugh asked if she could embroider sixty gold beads, and he only had ten if he emptied the current Jinglin.

Jinglin held the purse and said, "It's all you need for money, and you can't talk nonsense. I don't know you, and I have never had any dewy love, and I have never borrowed a penny from you."

The woman suddenly showed her stubbornness, pinched her waist and said, "Okay! You are not only ruthless, but you are also so cruel! You have to make a clean line with me. To pay off debts, sixty can't be less! Otherwise, I will Then go to the Nine Heavens Gate and let everyone see what kind of scum you have raised!"

Sitting in the midst of the fun, he immediately raised his voice and said, "Young lady is busy, since he is a disciple of Jiutianmen, he is the richest! Even if you ask him, we will all watch for you tonight, forgive him. Dare to do it!"

"Jiutianmen can use power to bully others? You also give money to other girls!"

"Heartless man, poor lover!"

Jing Lin was unmoved by it at all, he only focused on the palm of his hand, seeing that he had so much left, no matter how much he gave. He poured out the gold beads and was about to hand them out.

Halfway through, he suddenly blocked a hand, with well-defined joints, slender and powerful.

"Jin Zhu is easy to talk about." The man faced Jing Lin sideways, with broad shoulders, "It's impossible to make an inch."

"There's no reason to say it so well." The woman raised her voice and said, "I'm so pitiful, how can I dare to 'take an inch', it's clearly crying and begging."

"I see that you are so articulate, little lady, that my brother is speechless." Cang Ji threw a bag of gold beads and said, "I have the money, I advise you to do some business. It's rare to see him so stupid. .I told you to taste the sweetness tonight, why don't you leave?"

The woman saw that his face was not worried, although his appearance was not amazing, but he was powerful, so she put it away when she saw it, opened the bag and saw that it was a real golden pearl, immediately got up and stroked her temples, and went away happily.

Cang Ji looked back and said to Jing Lin, "I haven't seen you for a few days, don't you remember me?"

Lightning flashed in Jing Lin's mind, vaguely remembering this face. It was just that the heat was too drowsy at the time, and I couldn't remember too much, so I said, "Thank you."

Cang Ji stood for a while, and suddenly asked the guy standing behind: "Is there still room in the station?"

It was only when Jing Lin saw that he was still leading the horse and looked like he was in trouble.

The guy hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, it's really gone tonight!"

Cang Ji raised his hand to Jing Lin with a little regret, and said, "I finally ran into it, but it's time to say goodbye. Since the station is full, then I'll go elsewhere."

The man bowed guiltily and said, "You have to run for nothing! It's just that they are all closed at the moment, and most of them are full!"

Cang Ji said, "Is that so..."

Jing Lin has just received his righteousness, and he should pay it back now. So he said to Cang Ji, who had already stepped up, "I want to thank you both times. If you don't dislike it, let's live together."

Cang Ji looked back and was quite embarrassed: "Isn't that nuisance?"

Jing Lin looked at him: "It's okay."

Cang Ji threw the reins to the man, and someone inside prepared hot water and food. When he lifted his robe and entered the door, he smiled at Jinglin and said, "You are such a good person."

The woman who left over there carried a gold bag and got into the door, and said to her man, "I've made a fortune!"

The man guarded the oil lamp and bit the golden pearl, and the woman said, "What kind of temper is this man! I thought he was going to rectify the white-faced boy, but who would have thought that he sent us money!"

"Since he told you to go and gave you money, you can just follow the words he gave." Her man said sourly.

Holding the bag of money, the woman was still puzzled: "What do you think is wrong with this person..."