Mr. Wen entered Shanya County all the way. It was already night. That night, he stayed in the old store in Sunjia, the county town. There were about twenty rooms in the wing room in the store. It was almost the Chinese New Year and the business was not very good. However, just in line with Mr. Wen's wishes, he lived in a quiet and honest room.
The boss was very enthusiastic when he saw that he had a business, and he took his friend to burn a large bucket of hot water to the room and served it to wash. Seeing that Mr. Wen was generous, he threw two taels of silver and charcoal fires, he brought a table of side dishes and lit two candles, and the room was warm.
Mr. Wen drank alone, and after a moment he felt a little drunk, and suddenly became poetic, pondering: "It's still warm and cold, and it's only when the wind and rain come late. The courtyard is lonely and close to Qingming Festival, and the wine in the remaining flowers is in the last year, and I'm sick again..."
Just as I was about to chant, I heard someone else chanting outside: "The wind wails on the top of the building and wakes up, and the door is quiet when it comes to night. That's even more, the moon is sent to the swing shadows across the wall."
"Who?" Mr. Wen was shocked. He didn't think anyone could be. He immediately mentioned his martial arts and looked outside. He saw a young man coming in, followed by a middle-aged man.
This young man looked very handsome, but it was not surprising. As for the middle-aged man behind him, he just looked at each other with his eyes, and Mr. Wen's eyes shrank, revealing a light spot like a needle.
But the young man just looked at Mr. Wen and said generously: "I am Wang Shaoyun, and I live in this shop. I listen to Mr. Qingyin and chant a few words, and I hope to let go."
Mr. Wen was naturally extraordinary when he was able to cultivate martial arts to this level. He smiled and said, "Since he came here, it was fate. Please come in and drink together. I'll ask you for advice. I've been idle all these years and I have really written a few articles."
As he said that, he led him in, and Wang Shaoyun smiled and said, "It's so generous!"
He said that, he did not refuse, and went into the house to sit, then drank a glass of beef and ate it, and ordered: "It is the coldest after the snow at this time. If the dishes are a little cold, you can't eat it. Go and tell the store to serve a charcoal hot pot, so that there is no smoke or charcoal."
The middle-aged man responded, went out and came in for a moment with a friend. It was a small hot pot. It was not big, and he brought some beef, lamb, and belly. The middle-aged man quickly rewarded the servant with a bunch of money, bowed, and said, "Young master, I'm right next door, I'll call me if you have something to do."
At that moment, the two of them were drinking under the lamp, talking about literary affairs, and discussing articles. After a long time, Mr. Wen sighed and said, "Why don't you take the imperial examination based on your talent? You must be promoted to the Qingyun."
Wang Shaoyun laughed and said, "If it were three hundred years ago, this road would have been Qingyun Avenue, but now it has become a sub-split."
"Three hundred years ago, let alone a Jinshi, even a Juren would have a family out of mud and dust, and now he has passed the Juren, but he can become an official, even a ninth rank. It is even more difficult to get a Jinshi when he was admitted to the imperial court. There is no need for so many Jinshi in the territory of the court. The county and county of the princes do not want to use Jinshi in the court. This gentleman has long swept the floor."
After hearing this, Mr. Wen sighed: "It's not just that. If you pass the Jinshi, you will be at least from the ninth rank. As long as you work hard for a few years, the future of a county magistrate will still have."
He paused and said, "But it would be a pity that you have such talent and buried it among the people. Marquis of Wei is a wise ruler, and I have some relationship with him. It is better to recommend a book to recommend you to the mansion. Although it is impossible to become an official immediately, as long as you are diligent, it will be a matter of time."
Wang Shaoyun was silent for a moment. Mr. Wen thought he was surprised and said, "You and I are different in age, but we have a lot of conversations. It is difficult to find a close friend, so don't refuse."
There is indeed part of this, and more importantly, it is to attach importance to this middle-aged man. Mr. Wen has a martial arts level. He has already discovered that this middle-aged follower has extremely high martial arts skills and is almost inferior to him.
There are not many such martial arts in Wei Hou. If you can get it under the Wei Hou, you will be able to increase your strength and luck.
After hearing this, Wang Shaoyun said with a smile: "This matter is very important. Let me think about it a little. Come on, I'll give you a cup to Mr. first."
Mr. Wen laughed loudly and raised his glass and drank it all. Wang Shaoyun took another thin volume of the document and said, "Mr. I want to go back and read it carefully. I have almost finished drinking this wine. I will have fun today. See you again in the future."
After Wang Shaoyun said this, Mr. Wen bowed, and saw this and said, "I have something to do. Let's wait until I finish it and come and have a detailed discussion!"
"Of course." Wang Shaoyun said, got up and left, and went outside the door.
"Oh, there are many wise men in the mountains and the people..." Mr. Wen murmured when he saw this man leave. The key to Butian Pavilion is "There are shortcomings in heaven, I will make up for it." In fact, it is not limited to martial arts, and this literary system is also a must-read. For twenty years, I have been silently cultivating in the Wei Hou Mansion. I have read thousands of books early and have understood Wang Congyun's talent, so I sighed.
However, it was not the time to think about this matter. Mr. Wen washed his face, blew the light, sat on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. After a moment, the mysterious skill slowly moved, but he could enter a retreat.
As soon as Wang Shaoyun left the room and returned to his room, Qian Min greeted him and said, "Young Master, it turns out that this man is the lackey of Marquis of Wei. Should I kill him?"
Wang Shaoyun's face was calm at this time, and there was no longer any joy. After a long time, he said: "This person has a very high martial arts skills, so it's not easy to kill him!"
Qian Min said, "It is indeed difficult to kill this person, but as long as the young master gives the order, the villain will take his life even if he fights his life. And if he has the help of his son, he will definitely succeed."
Wang Shaoyun was a little moved, but after a moment, he sighed: "I am not outstanding in martial arts. I am afraid that I will not be able to help much with martial arts alone. Even if I join forces with you, I may not kill him. If I use Taoism in a large way, I will expose my aura. I have sealed the secret method to hide the truth so that I can hide the world. Do this big thing, and you must not miss it at this point."
"Young Master, if you want to do a big deal, all the winged and minions of the Wei Hou must be cut off one by one. If you don't take advantage of this, you may not have a chance in the future." Qian Min still persuaded.
Wang Shaoyun didn't say anything after hearing this, and after a while, he said, "You are right. You must kill this person, but it's not now."
After wandering for a few moments, he said, "I have the art of face-to-face. Judging from this person's luck, he has a faint yellow and green aura. Huang Qi is obtained by relying on the Marquis of Wei. Qing Qi means that his martial arts have already entered the hall. Although he has not reached the level of perfection, it is not far from it. Such a person is difficult to kill."
As he said that, he glanced at Qian Du, lowered his eyes and pondered, and said with a smile: "But I am a loser, which is contrary to my fortune. I have nothing to achieve in my career and have suffered from wealth and prosperity, but I cannot retreat because of this. So, I will sacrifice a baby to cut off the life of this person."
As he said that, he untied his inner robe and took out three small dolls from his pocket. The doll looked delicate, but there were many mysterious symbols rust under it. When he looked at these symbols carefully, they looked like a hideous ghost, which made people creepy.
Wang Shaoyun smiled and pondered for a moment and said again. His tone was very plain: "This is a nightmare doll, but it is a reverse number. If you use it, you may not have a good ending, but the effect is still good. One must be used on the Marquis of Wei. It is just that the law does not suppress the great fortune. It is useless to the Marquis of Wei now, and it will be effective after the fortune is broken in the future."
"Although it is useless to Marquis of Wei, it is more than enough to this person." Speaking of this, Wang Shaoyun sighed deeply: "I have already said that I am a betrayal dog and I can't care about anything, just use it!"
As he said that, he took out the book of Mr. Wen's article, carefully opened the page, and found a few of Mr. Wen's hair: "It's enough to have this."
As he said that, he stuffed these hairs into a doll and recited the spell silently. The doll's eyes suddenly turned red. Although it disappeared in a blink of an eye, it still made people feel heartbroken.
Wang Shaoyun paused for a moment, his tone was very calm: "Okay, this doll can remove this person's luck and make him fall into exhaustion. At that time, the world will not be tolerated, and it will be difficult to move forward. After a few days, you and I will take action again, and you will definitely kill this person."
He glanced at the doll, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said, "Now I'm trying to find a way to get Wei Hou's hair nails. When I'm lucky in the future, you can help me kill him!"
As he said that, he said the mantra.
At this time, Qian Min, who had not spoken, responded: "Don't worry, young master, I will find a way to get the hair and nails. When the young master breaks his fortune, I will activate the spell and kill the Marquis of Wei."
Yunya Mountain·Dayan Temple
When Wang Cunye returned to the temple, he saw that the Taoist maid was still doing evening classes and sat in a temporary room learning how to read and recite scriptures.
When Wang Cunye saw this, he smiled and didn't call anyone. These Taoist maids would be trained in a year or two. At that time, there was no need to worry about anything, just practice it.
At this time, standing under the eaves, taking a deep breath of the chilled air, and walking between the corridors.
After the snow, the sky is clear. Although it is the night sky, you can still see that there is no cloud in the sky. The sky is vast, the stars are twinkling, and a crescent moon hangs in the middle of the sky. The moonlight is falling, and the earth is covered with a layer of frost, which calms down.
"Senior Brother, are you back?" Xie Xiang's voice came from a distance. Wang Cunye responded and looked at it. At this time, under the moonlight, she was wearing a green skirt and her eyes were shining with joy.
Wang Cunye immediately smiled, but said complaining: "Why are you out? It's cold here, hurry up and go in."
"Senior brother, it's rare that the weather is so beautiful, so I'll take a walk with you." Xie Xiang said as he came over with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
Wang Cunye felt her emotions change subtly and smiled and said, "Winter frost is heavy, will you go in after a while?"
The two hadn't been walking like this for a long time, so they slowly turned along the corridor, and no one spoke for a while. After a long time, Wang Cunye said: "I went to the Taoist Palace today and finally found a few prescriptions. One of them is very eye-catching. I will go to the mountain to kill tigers tomorrow."
"Well!" Xie Xiang looked a little ashamed and responded.
"...What's wrong with you?" Wang Cunye asked when he noticed that her expression was wrong.
"…I feel like I always drag my senior brother down."
"Silly, I'm not happy if you don't drag me down. Don't think too much, huh?" Wang Cunye pulled her over and hid her in his arms.
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Chapter completed!