Probably because the fighting in the first half of the night was too loud to frighten the nearby beasts, and the second half of the night was very quiet. As soon as dawn broke, the group packed up and prepared to go on the road.
It was dark the night before, but at this time the female relatives of the Lin family could see the bloodstains next to the camp, and they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts. If it wasn't for Luo Qingwen's help, they would probably have fallen into the belly of a wolf long ago, and they couldn't help but feel even more grateful to this girl.
Luo Qingwen recovered quite quickly. She got up early in the morning and went to the stream to wash her face, neatly packed her luggage, drove her horse to Gu Qingqiao, and said in a low voice, "Thank you so much for helping me last night. Tell the name taboo?"
Gu Qingqiao replied with a smile: "It's under Gu Wanbo. No matter what happened last night, no matter who it was, Miss Luo doesn't need to be too concerned."
Luo Qingwen's eyes fell on his face, for some reason, she was a little dazed.
Gu Qingqiao felt strange in his heart, but the other party was a girl's family, and he didn't want to entangle with her more.
It happened that Zhu Yicheng caught up and shouted happily, "Miss Luo!"
Gu Qingqiao quickly gave up his seat and slapped his horse to catch up with Mu Xiyun. "Junior Brother Mu, were you sleepy or sleepy last night? Come on, this will refresh you!" After speaking, he opened his palm. In the palm of his hand was a small open paper bag, and a few dark red sour fructose from the paper bag exposed.
"Ayun, wake up, your master told you to go!" In my memory, a voice whispered in my ear.
So annoying, who pulled him to catch the fox demon the afternoon before, and only returned to the mountain in the middle of the night? It felt like I was going to wake him up as soon as I lay down.
Something in the memory touched his lips, and then a small lump was stuffed into his mouth. Before he could react, an extremely sour taste rushed to his head, which made him wake up immediately.
Mu Xiyun looked up at Gu Wanbo, with an earnest smile on his face, like the one who woke him up fifty years ago.
After a while, Mu Xiyun withdrew his gaze, and walked gently to the front of the team.
Gu Qingqiao shrugged and lost a candy entrance.
After rushing for another two days, I finally arrived at Hongye City in the afternoon of the third day.
The clear stream flows over the top of Bishan, and the empty water is fresh and full of autumn.
Thirty miles away from the red dust, the white clouds and red leaves are long. (Note)
Lingshan Lun Dao opens every three years, and every time the mountain opens, countless people flock to all parts of the Central Plains, many of which are large and small traders, taking advantage of the crowd to do business. Originally a small wrought iron town, it has now developed into a big city.
The opening of the mountain is approaching this year, and Hongye City is obviously lively. Residents in the city are also used to these three-yearly changes and automatically become shop owners. There are stalls in front of all the houses facing the street. In addition to the weapons they usually build, they also sell various books, spiritual tools, clothes, shoes and hats, and even wood carvings for food. There are many and many more.
On the street, there were young masters in brocade clothes and swords, beautiful women with spirit beasts in their arms, as well as the Western Regions Hu Shang and the East Sea Spirit Clan dressed in strange clothes, all kinds of shouting and shouting.
Between shoulders, the most conspicuous is a three-story building.
The small building is painted red, the eaves and bucket arches are glazed tiles, and on the plaque at the main entrance, the three characters "Golden Gold Pavilion" are shining brightly. On the white stone steps, several guys were shouting vigorously:
"The special edition of the Golden Golden Pavilion, the latest guidance of Lingshan, including the interviews of the past three summit climbers, points out the latest direction of the trial!"
"Pre-trial service, specialized spirit formation masters, one-on-one design trial simulation, allowing you to earn enough experience before the official trial!"
"Immortal medicine spirit tool, after going up the mountain to replenish physical and spiritual power, it is a must for Taoism!"
After the Lin family said goodbye to several benefactors, they returned to the Lin family's family. The family had already cleared the relationship and arranged for them to visit the prison.
Su Yanjun and Mu Xiyuan were supposed to continue their journey south, but it was almost evening when they left Hongye City, fearing that they would be sleeping in the wilderness again, so they planned to make a point in the city.
Who would have guessed that I asked a few inns, but they were full, and there were no vacancies. Zhu Yicheng naturally wanted to show off in front of the beauties, and was planning to spend a lot of money to smash a few rooms to go to the house. Zhang Jinjin smiled and said: "Don't worry, everyone, every time Lingshan opens, Hongye City is like this. I run a post in the west of the city. Hall, why don't you all go there to rest?"
Most of the Central Plains Post Houses were set up by officials and used for the transmission of battle reports and official documents between states and governments. Most of them had rooms and small courtyards. If there is a lot of local correspondence, especially in towns where immortal families are stationed or where grand gatherings are often held, private post houses will be set up for local civilians.
Seeing that it was getting dark and there was nowhere to stay in the city, everyone readily agreed.
Zhang Jinjin walked with a few people to the west of the city, and from a distance, he could see a red lantern hanging under the wall beside the road, illuminating the street.
The door of the post house is not wide, and the style is ordinary. After entering the door, there is a two-story bungalow, which is no different from the post house in other places.
Zhang Jinjin led the crowd around the bungalow and walked out through a corner door, and everyone couldn't help but stay for a while.
Behind the inn, there is a mountain villa. There are pavilions and pavilions in the villa, carved beams and painted buildings, and there is a small lake inside. The lakeside veranda twists and turns, and then widens into a pavilion at intervals, where you can enjoy the scenery during the day and drink; Now it is naturally full of people, and almost every pavilion has people gathering. On the other side of the veranda is a pine forest. The breeze blew, bringing a burst of fragrance.
Zhu Yicheng smiled and said, "Brother Zhang's business is very interesting!"
"Where," Zhang Jinjin said with a smile: "Every three years is such a lively period of time. Usually, it can only be rented out to local wealthy households to entertain customers, just to maintain food and clothing."
Zhang Jinjin led everyone into a small courtyard. There is a begonia in the courtyard, with bright colors, like a red cloud. The small courtyard is close to the lake but far from the veranda, but it is very quiet and elegant.
Zhang Jinjin greeted everyone and said, "I have ordered the kitchen, where do you plan to eat?"
Although the children of the rivers and lakes are informal, this small courtyard is full of men, and Luo Qingwen is inconvenient to stay in, so Zhang Jinjin arranged for her to live in the small courtyard of the Meishan Fairy next door. Zhu Yicheng loves the liveliness and went to the hall, Su Yanjun and Mu Xiyun were there. Eat on the stone table under the tree.
Dinner is over in a moment. The little servant took out the bowls and plates and brought a pot of tea.
Su Yanjun took a sip of tea, looked at Mu Xiyuan and said, "Have Junior Brother Mu ever participated in Lingshan's Taoism?"
Of course, Mu Xiyuan participated in it fifty years ago. At that time, sixteen-year-old Mu Xiyuan was in high spirits. He had already taken half a step to the golden elixir. He and several brothers from Tianliang Peak participated in the Lingshan Taoist discussion. After successfully reaching the top, he obtained a fairy sword named "Dao Xin". Daoxin accompanied him for nearly ten years. After Mu Xiyun woke up, he also tried to summon this sword, but was unsuccessful.
He shook his head at Su Yanjun.
Su Yanjun was a little surprised. Although this junior brother is young, he has already reached his realm. It stands to reason that he should be sent by his master to discuss Taoism in Lingshan this year instead of inspecting the magic circle. How could he know that Mo Zhiqi has always regarded Mu Xiyun as a senior brother, and he never thought about it at all. Lingshan talked about this.
Junzijian couldn't help but love his talents, and said softly, "This session will be opened in two days. Why don't you rest here for a few days and go to the trial!"
"Is it okay?" Mu Xiyun was a little surprised, after all, they still had tasks at hand.
"It's okay," Su Yanjun said: "Tomorrow, I will go to Shanhai City first. In addition to watching the formation, I will also practice cultivation. If there is any local help, it will take time to deal with it. The trial is only three or five days, and it is too late. Although Lingwu There is a limit. The teacher does not force the disciples to obtain it, and the disciples of Moyun Mountain do not care about the reputation in the market. However, the Lingshan Formation is special, which tests the mind and skill of the participants, and is of great benefit to cultivation. It is rare to see this The opportunity, Junior Brother may wish to give it a try.”
Mu Xiyuan was very grateful, and before he could speak, Zhu Yicheng blew in like a gust of wind.
"Brother Su, Brother Mu," he panted, "someone is visiting."
Before he finished speaking, a hearty laughter came from outside the courtyard door: "Junzijian, are you okay?"
One person crossed into the hospital accompanied by Zhang Jinjin.
The faces of the people who come here are probably in their fifties, but the people who cultivate immortality are mostly young in appearance, and the age of this person is probably far more than fifty. He was dressed in a red-edged light gray robe, covered with dark gauze, with a square face and thick eyebrows.
Behind Nie Yuanshan was a young man, in the same red-edged gray robe, with a slender body and bright eyes, but he was just like Zhang Jinjin, like a rich boy.
Su Yanjun and Mu Xiyuan hurriedly stood up to salute the juniors, and after a while of greeting, Nie Yuanshan said: "Lingshan Nie's family has been in Hongye City for more than 200 years, and they are as close to Hongye City people as you are in Moyun Mountain and Evian Town. In general. Some time ago, the Hongye Mansion came to report that there was a lunatic in the town. It was verified that it was Lin Xuewu, the head of Fangluan Town. I also learned this afternoon that you rescued Lin's mother and son on the road. I must have known about it. the situation in it.”
"Senior Nie came in person, but is suspicious of Lin Xuewu's situation?" Su Yanjun pondered.
"I came in person because I wanted to meet the two master disciples of Moyun Mountain." Nie Yuanshan smiled and said, "But Lin Xuewu's situation is really not right. The old man has no knowledge and has no clue. Lingshan is about to open, and I am here. I'm a little too busy, so I want to ask the two masters from Moyunshan to help me tomorrow. The old man who handled the abduction and digging case you dealt with a few days ago already knows that Moyunshan is really talented now! Go and see, There might be something new to discover.”
Mu Xiyun's heart moved, and he secretly thought that the news of the Nie family was very fast.
Lingshan and Moyunshan have always been friends, and Su Yanjun has no objection to this arrangement, and agreed with one bite.
Nie Yuanshan also introduced the young man who came with him. This man's name was Nie Yao, and he was the leader of the Nie family's generation. In recent years, Nie Yuanshan has gradually become lazy with affairs. Except for some important affairs that need to be personally in charge, the usual affairs of the clan are handed over to Nie Yao.
After the business was finished, Nie Yuanshan got up and said, "Young people are having fun together, I'm not here to spoil you guys! Go back, go back." After speaking, he walked towards the courtyard gate with a smile.
At the entrance of the courtyard, Gu Qingqiao was walking towards him and had a face-to-face with Nie Yuanshan.
Nie Yuanshan let out a "huh" and glanced at Gu Qingqiao one more time. Seeing his confused face, he smiled and said, "This little brother's physique and temperament are quite similar to an old friend of mine."
Gu Qingqiao lowered his head and smiled: "To tell you the truth, this is my first time to Hongye City. I'm afraid the seniors have mistaken people."
"Oh, I'm getting old and my eyesight is bad." Nie Yuanshan walked away with a hearty smile.
Gu Qingqiao walked into the courtyard and saw everyone sitting around the stone table. He didn't join in the fun, but leaned on the Begonia tree trunk and watched everyone talk.
Zhu Yicheng had already started chattering: "Brother Nie, Brother Nie, the victory journey before the Immortal Formation was based on personal strength. There is nothing to say about this. But Lingshan only provides a few Spirit Weapons every year, and most people have difficulty passing the Spirit Formation. You For so many years in Lingshan, I have seen so many people successfully reach the top, do you think there are any secrets to success?"
Nie Yao glanced at him with a smile: "No."
Unexpectedly, the other party refused so bluntly, Zhu Yicheng choked for a moment, and said without giving up: "Can you tell me what happened to the Lingshan Immortal Array?"
Nie Yao didn't answer right away, but turned in a direction, turned a folding fan in his hand half a circle, and pointed at Zhang Jinjin with the handle of the fan, "This is a gift from me, it can't be spread."
Zhang Jinjin sighed: "Everyone says I'm a profiteer. Compared with you, I'm as pure as a baby."
After finishing speaking, the innocent baby waved his hand and walked out of the courtyard directly.
A circle of people held back their laughter and watched him leave.
Nie Yao then bowed his hands to Su Yanjun and said, "What do you think of the gentleman's sword for the trial array left by the ancestors of the Nie family?"
Su Yanjun smiled and said, "Isn't this asking my class to get an axe?"
Zhu Yicheng's fiery anticipation immediately shot at him, and he had no choice but to say: "The major sects recruit disciples, the foundation is second, and the character is the first. In my opinion, the trial of Lingshan is also about the character."
"Well said, it deserves to be a gentleman's sword, as expected." Nie Yao said, "Although our ancestor was a blacksmith, he didn't read any books when he was young, but he experienced wars and peace, disasters and prosperity in his life. It is deeply touching that human nature is unpredictable. What the Nie family makes is a weapon, and if it falls into the hands of people with pure hearts, it is a spiritual tool to save the world; if it falls into the hands of people with ugly hearts, it is an accomplice to disaster. Therefore, Lingshan talks about Taoism and talks about It's the heart."
"Xingxing?" Zhu Yicheng said excitedly if he realized something, "In the trial, as long as you work hard in the direction of being kind and good to others, isn't it enough?"
Nie Yao and Su Yanjun looked at each other and smiled, and tapped Zhu Yicheng's wrist lightly with the handle of the fan: "How can it be so simple? Do you think that after entering the battle, there will be grandparents waiting for you to help them up the mountain?"
Zhu Yicheng was stunned, and everyone laughed.
"I'll give you a hint," Nie Yao stood up, "trials won't let you make judgments easily."
After finishing speaking, he said to Su Yanjun and Mu Xiyuan, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning to go to the government office, and have a good rest today." He patted Zhu Yicheng on the shoulder again, nodded to Gu Qingqiao, and walked out of the courtyard.
(Note: The verse is Zhu Xi's "Autumn Moon")
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