Chapter 359: Ask the head of your family if he knows me
"Fourth, you said the shopkeeper of the silk shop colluded with outsiders?"
Li San lost his temper and looked a little disbelieving, but when the fourth child said it, he had to think carefully, "Shopkeeper Wang was the one who came to me when I first opened the shop. He has worked hard over the years.
He takes good care of the silk shop... he is considered an old brother, but suddenly he said that he was cheating on him, and I couldn't accept it for a while."
"Senior brother... Mortals are not like me who practice Taoism and don't value wealth and wealth. Well, let the theater open as usual tomorrow and we will know everything."
Chen Yuan took San'er to pick up the drink and drank another full glass, joking a few words to open up the atmosphere again. The solid atmosphere was swept away. When the banquet dispersed, she looked at San'er being helped away by his old wife.
, there is still the smell of drunkenness on Chen Yuan’s face.
The steward respectfully arranged for two private rooms and left. Chen Yuan, who had not slept in a bed for a long time, directly declined the fat Taoist's idea of discussing it late at night. He closed the door and lay down directly on the quilt, which was made of fine silk and satin.
It was made with duck down stuffing inside. It must have been specially made by San'er's wife. She put it under her body and felt so lazy that she didn't want to get up.
Chen Yuan put his hands behind his head and looked at the top of the curtain. After getting used to it in the past two days, he roughly understood that after the overlap of time and space, the era they were originally in had stretched forward a long way in this area.
According to the trajectory, the world opened up by Yi Renzu Yi should be the chaos of the Jin Dynasty and the barbarians went south. After time and space coincided, they were dragged to the beginning of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
After all, I heard the fat Taoist mention Chen Qingzhi, and he still has some reputation in later generations. It is not difficult to infer that this is the actual incident in Nanliang.
'Fat Taoist, Feihe came here twenty years ago. Others have come before him... Master... I don't know whether they came out in front or behind.'
'The Heavenly Master's Mansion has become the Heavenly Master's Way, and the Canglan Sword Sect is still there. The original edict prohibiting them from going down the mountain should have disappeared by the time of the coincidence...otherwise there would be no disciples coming down the mountain.'
'There are also the memories of ordinary people in that world, such as San'er. The life experiences and people he knew in the original time and space are perfectly integrated with the historical background of this world. There is no trace that he has come here from the other side.
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'As for the haunting...'
Chen Yuan looked at the top of the curtain and smiled. If there was no Yin Qi, then people were just pretending to be ghosts. They didn't even bother to guess what was going on.
Searching everywhere for an expert has yielded no results. Even if he finds one, he will probably be chased away like the monk San'er invited before. The only one who can do it is the young master I met before.
Forget it, I'll teach you a lesson tomorrow.
After yawning, Chen Yuan took off his clothes, got into the quilt, and gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.
A dreamless night.
When my consciousness returned and I woke up, it was already bright, and the sunlight was shining a warm yellow color through the paper window. I put on my clothes and casually touched my forehead with my finger, clearing away the dust all night long.
When he opened the door, the steward of the courtyard was already waiting there. In the small courtyard in front, the fat Taoist and his young apprentice were squatting on horseback. It seems that in the past twenty years, Old Sun has become much more self-disciplined than before.
"Mr. Chen, breakfast has been prepared in the side hall of the front yard. My husband has already gone to the theater for opening. He said that he can come over at any time after he has eaten."
"Good work."
Chen Yuan cupped his hands and watched the steward leave, then called the master and apprentice over there. The fat Taoist waved his hand: "Master, you go first. I will give this bastard a good beating. He wet the bed last night. His body is too weak."
"That's up to you."
Chen Yuan smiled, this was the master training the disciples, he couldn't interfere. Under the pitiful eyes of the little Taoist boy, he turned around and went to the front yard. Under the peeping eyes of the maids, he slowly finished the sumptuous meal and declined.
The steward arranged a carriage for him, and he walked out of the house casually dressed in such a simple outfit.
Walk around the city a few times and take a look at the Nanliang customs.
In the distance, the sound of horse hooves and footsteps came through. Chen Yuan followed the pedestrians and stood under the eaves of the street. In his eyes, he saw a figure in a white robe riding on a horse, with a beaded and withered handle on his waist.
The sword had a hilt and a scabbard made of dark wood. He seemed to notice the eyes on the street and turned his head to look at a teacher under the eaves of the street. He had a handsome face and a beard half a foot long from his chin, which made people very fond of him.
Chen Yuan cupped his hands with a smile and looked at the general on horseback. He was not tall and majestic, but even a little thin. He had a dignified appearance, a mustache on his upper lip, a short beard on his chin, and the look of a Confucian general.
prestige.
The general glanced at Chen Yuan suspiciously, then turned his head and walked away to the street with a group of personal guards behind him. As soon as the soldiers left, the crowd gathered and it became lively again.
"Did you see that the man just now was General Chen who was ordered to escort the Wei clan..."
"Oh, can this body be escorted to Luoyang? I'm afraid I haven't even crossed the river, and I'm very tired."
"It's not what His Majesty thought that he chose such a person."
Buddhism flourished in Nanliang, but military warfare also flourished, pushing the national border all the way to Yuzhou, which was not far from the Yellow River and Luoyang was as far away as Chichi.
"Is he Chen Qingzhi?"
Chen Yuan had only carved the other person's name on an ancient pillar, but of course there was no appearance. If there was a chance, they could get to know each other. Thinking, he walked out from under the eaves and walked around another street before coming to the theater.
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From a distance, I saw the fat Taoist's apprentice, a little Taoist boy named Sun Yingxian, playing with stones outside. When he saw Chen Yuan coming back, he threw the stones away and ran towards the building. Soon, Sun Zhengde and
Li San greeted him.
"Fourth, where have you been? I've even sent people to look for you all over the city."
"I walked around, and many places have changed. I didn't find what I was looking for." Chen Yuan did not lie. He walked around casually. In fact, he wanted to see the Liu Mansion back then and the building where Old Man Zhao retreated to the background.
The small courtyard, unfortunately, is no longer in its original place after time and space overlapped.
"The theater is open, how is the business?"
"Master, you don't need to ask, you can see everything at a glance."
Chen Yuan followed the two of them in. The building was empty, with only a dozen or so guests, who must be old theater fans who have been coming here all year round.
"It's not bad. At least there are spectators, who can spread the word about today's ghost exorcism, and business will still come back."
"Then do you want to prepare something to make?"
"No, senior brother, you go and do your work." Chen Yuan sent San'er backstage to prepare for the puppet show. He pulled the fat Taoist and the little Taoist boy to sit in the front near the stage.
The furnishings and arrangements were a bit like those of later stage theaters, and it was obvious that San'er had put a lot of effort into it. Soon, gongs and drums sounded, and the originally flat stage rose like a drawer. Under the hanging tablecloth, there was a faint sound.
You can see the people inside, just like you used to pull a bullock cart and perform in the car, but it's just a bigger stage.
This play is also simple. It tells the story of a scholar who was married at home and was supported by his wife. He gradually became famous and was recommended to become an official. He was spotted by his boss's daughter and recruited as his son-in-law. In order to get promoted, he forced his poor wife to death.
The wife's soul went down to the underworld and cried to the King of Hell.
The content of the opera is old-fashioned, but it can be performed by puppets, coupled with the changeable scenes, and the tearful dialogue of the people behind the stage is still quite interesting.
The little Taoist boy who was watching a puppet show for the first time burst into tears. He was about to climb up to the stage with his feet and hit the scholar puppet. He was pulled down by the fat Taoist man and gave a few scoldings before he stopped.
"If I married my mother-in-law, I would definitely be better than him!"
"Hmph, you want to marry your mother-in-law even though you haven't even got any hair yet... I'm telling you, to make girls like you, you have to be more direct, do you understand?"
"Oh." The little Taoist boy nodded blankly.
I don't know what time it was, but Yiyi was singing a dialogue. The stands in front of the hall were all quiet. The fat Taoist noticed something and wanted to get up, but Chen Yuan on the side quietly reached out and held him down, "Don't worry."
At this time, a dozen old theater fans around the stands crossed their arms unnaturally, feeling that the temperature in the theater had dropped. It was May outside.
"Hiss... Why did it suddenly become cold?"
"It can't be that ghost coming."
"How dare you come out in broad daylight?"
"It's daytime outside, and there's no sunshine inside... Why don't we go."
Someone picked up his companions, not daring to stay any longer, and quickly ran out. Li San behind the stage also felt the temperature drop, knew that the thing had come out, and hurried out. Just when he was about to call the fourth child, he suddenly stopped and gasped.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
In front of the field of vision, two rows behind Chen Yuan and others, there was a model Hu Hu next to a spectator. Naturally, the spectator also saw it. He was so frightened that he sat there trembling, not daring to move, curling his lips and looking at Li
There was a silent cry for help from the other side.
'help me……'
The word 'I' in his mouth fell, and the fat Taoist spit, grabbed the mahogany sword, stood up from the front row, stepped on the stools, and ran quickly towards the figure in the lake.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Like a magic trick, the Taomu Sword took turns in mid-air and turned into a broad and simple heavy sword, which was directly slashed towards the figure. What came out was a bang, and the stool under the figure was instantly crushed and exploded.
The trembling spectators screamed "Wow!" and rolled away with their heads in their hands.
Mo Hu's figure dissipated, revealing a cold sword. The next moment, the sword shook and flew upwards. A black shadow caught it, pulled out a sword flower and carried it behind him, floating lightly from the second floor.
It descends like a sword fairy in the world.
It was the young master I saw in San'er's residence before.
"Thinking about this fat Taoist priest, he still has some abilities..."
The descending young master showed a smile, but before he landed, the magic sword in his hand suddenly broke out of his hand, and he suddenly lost his support and fell heavily to the ground.
His eyes were horrified when he saw the magic sword flying out of his palm and hanging in front of a teacher.
Zheng~~
Chen Yuan flicked the edge of the sword with her fingertips, without even looking at the person opposite, but whispered to San'er: "Let the guest go out, it won't be good if the blood is splashed later."
"You know how to control a sword? Who are you?!" The young man got up from the ground. He knew that the other party might have a skill, but he still regarded him as a person in the world. After all, he could not feel that the other party had any cultivation level. However, at this time, the other party
This sword-wielding hand is infinitely better than his.
"I?"
Touching Senhan's magic sword, Chen Yuan raised his hand gently, and the magic sword fell into his palm. When the other spectators were led out of the theater by Li San and the door was blocked, Chen Yuan slowly walked towards him with the sword in hand, and the corners of his lips curled up.
Smile.
"My name is Chen Yuan... Is the head of your family Xu Qingfeng? Ask him if he knows me. As for sword control, I not only know it, but also..."
The smile faded, and the sword slashed down. As the robes flew away, the aura overflowed and turned into a large circle covering the whole body.
"...and he also has dragon-slaying energy!"
The moment the magic spread, the theater screamed loudly, and amid the panicked screams of the puppet master, the puppets in front and behind the stage came to life, glowing scarlet, and swarmed onto the stage, guardrails, and beams.
All the candles in the building were extinguished, and it suddenly became dark.
The young master was trembling all over, and his face turned pale with fright just by looking at the faint golden energy. In his eyes, the teacher opposite was walking in the darkness holding a sword, surrounded by countless pairs of scarlet eyes, blinking like stars.
Looking forward.
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The trembling spread to my heart and liver.
This must be an encounter with an old monster who came out of seclusion somewhere.
As he was thinking about it, his knees softened, and he knelt down directly with a 'pop', knocking his head to the ground, "Senior, I know I was wrong!"