"Only the last two pieces of silk and satin from the Western Regions are left. The Jugu people have cut off the trade route, and it will be difficult to buy them in the future!"
"...The guest in front of you, come and take a look at the newly fired clay pot."
"Shaobing! Shaobing~~"
After entering the city, the streets were busy and lively, with short men carrying baskets walking in the scorching sun; teahouse guests passing by were chatting in small groups, and occasionally camel bells were ringing on the streets, as people were interrupted on their way home.
The Hu merchants from the Western Regions played the long Hu music.
Pedestrians passed by in a hurry, and then squeezed to the sides, watching a strange ox-cart approaching, pointing and wondering what it was saying.
"Apprentice, where are we?" The crazy old man pulled his head against the fence and stared at the bustling street with his eyes unblinking. "...Can you let me come down... Hey, buy me one."
one!"
The crazy old man pointed at a stall on the street filled with windmills, spinning in the wind.
"Master, don't get out of the car. I'll buy it for you over there." Chen Yuan took Lao Niu and approached the stall. After asking about the price, he took out a few coins and paid the vendor, "Brother, I want to ask you something. Is there an inn nearby?
?”
"It's easy to say, after passing the two miles in front of the street, about six or seven feet to the left, there is a family."
After collecting the money, the vendor happily pointed in the direction. Chen Yuan thanked him and followed the location mentioned by the other party. Under the flag with the word "luck and luck" floating in the air, the shop assistant who was waiting at the door to solicit customers looked at the stop.
When the bullock cart came down, he quickly stepped forward and handed it over.
"My guest, are you staying or having a meal? No matter which one, you have come to the right place. The beds here are soft and the food is delicious. If you want to have fun at night, I can call you two or three.
Come."
"Is it fun?" The crazy old man stuck his head out of the car, jumped out with a windmill in his hand, and pulled the guy over, his eyes almost shining, "Hurry up and find them, I want so much!"
The old man opened his palms and made a big gesture.
"Two...twenty?"
The waiter stammered and pointed out two fingers. Chen Yuan on the side smiled and pressed his fingers back, "Don't think too much, my master is joking with you. Go and pull the bullock cart to the backyard, and have more fun."
Forage, by the way, don’t talk to it.”
Chen Yuan put the reins into the hands of the clerk, patted the old man Qingniu, and signaled him to be obedient. Immediately, he pulled the master and hurried in. The crazy old man still reluctantly turned around and shouted to the confused clerk who was still holding the reins: "Remember to find
Here comes the fun!”
The lobby was noisy, and the seven or eight tables were almost full of guests. Chen Yuan went to the shopkeeper to open a room, prepared a bucket of hot water, gave it to the master, wiped his face and hands, and then went behind the screen to soak
After taking a hot bath and changing into the newly bought robes on the way, I went to the backyard to bring several wooden sculptures from the carriage back to the room.
The waiter came in with the food and said, "Sir, there are only two of us. How much do you want to make such a bowl?"
"I have a strange habit. I like to put extra pairs of bowls and chopsticks." Chen Yuan lit a stick of incense and inserted it into the incense burner. After giving the tip to the waiter, she closed the door.
On the long table against the wall, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Lu Bu, Qin Qiong, Yu Chigong... one by one rubbed their arms, stretched their legs and feet, stood up with great dignity, and then all jumped under the table.
Snapped!
The five wooden sculptures landed on the ground. They all turned their heads and looked in the middle. Lu Bu fell to the ground with a big bang. The four little figures sighed, shook their heads and walked to the round table. They gestured and whispered to each other:
"He is still number one in the Three Kingdoms."
"It's just...it's hard to jump across the table."
The wooden sculpture of Lu Bu covered the two long feathers on his head and looked back at the long table. It was a high table with vases on it. It was a little higher than the ordinary table. He followed him to the round table with a curse, holding a porcelain bowl and pulled away from the four.
He stopped talking until something was put into his bowl.
"Marquis Wen was eating. It was my fault. I didn't notice that the table legs were too high." Chen Yuan tried to smooth things over with a smile.
Over there, Lu Bu glanced at Guan Zhang and others, and hummed: "Then a certain family will forgive you."
The four of them didn't speak, and all pushed the bowl forward.
Chen Yuan served them all dishes one by one, and then gave up. He brought tea and bowed around: "The affairs of the Hu people are all due to the help of you heroes, Yuan respects you!"
"Killing Hu is a matter of duty, no need to thank you!"
Guan Yu, Qin Qiong, Lu Bu, and Zhang Fei all nodded. The latter turned his head and looked at Lu Bu: "You didn't make a move, so you just nodded."
"Black-faced thief!"
The black-faced woodcarving clenched his fists and took a step closer.
"Come on! If I take half a step back, I'm not Zhang Yide!"
Old God Guan Yu sat by the bowl, closed his eyes and took a sip. He was already used to it. Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Eat!"
On the long table, Xiang Yu pulled Yu Ji to sit on the edge, crossing his legs and kicking them gently.
Sunlight pours into the window lattice, light and dust are flying, reflecting the dining table, and the shadows of people and wood carvings lively surrounding the table.
…
Under the same sky, in the city, two figures wearing Taoist robes walked through the busy streets and stopped at a house.
Soon after, the two of them knocked on the door and were invited in. After asking where Qingxu was, they went straight to the front yard and the central hall.
"Mingguang, Yuchen has met senior brother!"
In the central hall, Qingxu, who was dressed in Taoist robes, was joking with the man in green and gray robes sitting on one side of the seat. When he saw the two junior brothers coming back, he asked them to sit down quickly.
"I have already heard from Your Majesty what happened over there."
The two people standing across from each other smiled and nodded: "Now that the barbarians from the north have gone, will the Heavenly Master want to regain the mountain gate?"
"Sit down and talk first." Qingxu pressed his hands and asked the servants in the courtyard to pour tea, "Of course it is necessary to regain the mountain gate, but the Heavenly Master said the day before yesterday that the matter of the underground demons cannot be delayed, and now he is free to take action
Come and settle this matter. The sword head of the south courtyard of Canglan Sword Sect is also there, and he will also explain this matter when he returns to the sect later."
While speaking, Xu Qingfeng over there smiled and cupped his hands towards the two Taoist priests sitting opposite, exchanged a few words, and then asked some questions.
"I wonder if Chen Yuan can come to Luodu?"
The two looked at each other, and Mingguang nodded and said: "He is marching behind the army, and he must have arrived in the city at this time."
Next to him, Yuchen looked at Xu Qingfeng and couldn't help but be curious.
"Senior Brother Xu, why are you looking for Chen Yuan?"
When he was still in Luodu earlier, he heard what Feihe's nephew said. Now he asked about it again, but it had another meaning. Before Xu Qingfeng could speak, he said: "... Although Chen Yuan practices evil arts,
, but I can do things that I want to do but can’t do, I admire you. Since you are a good person, you shouldn’t be pointed at with a sword.”
The words were so clear that I almost said: If you dare to take Chen Yuan, ask me first before speaking.
"Two junior brothers!" Qingxu interrupted: "I have already mentioned this matter with Senior Brother Xu. I will ask the Heavenly Master to help me deal with it. Senior Brother Xu has also agreed. Now I ask about another person.
thing."
The two Canglan disciples standing behind Xu Qingfeng actually didn't know what was going on and were quite confused. Soon, the three of them followed out of the house and came to the street outside. One disciple couldn't help but asked: "Uncle Master.
,What else is there to do?”
"We'll find out later."
After waiting outside for a while, Qingxu also came out to join them, but there was a little girl beside him, looking around timidly with her two pigtails dangling.
A group of people walked through the busy city and followed the qi machine to the inn. After knocking on the door a few times, there was a creak. Chen Yuan opened the door and saw several people outside. He was stunned for a moment, realized what he was doing, and quickly invited them in.
.
When the little girl on the side saw Chen Yuan, her timid face suddenly smiled sweetly, and she rushed over and hugged Chen Yuan's legs.
"Big brother! Qiao'er saw big brother again!"
Chen Yuan touched her head, then raised his hands to Qingxu, Xu Qingfeng, Mingguang, and Yuchen. After a few words of greeting, they sat down at the table together.
"Senior, are you looking for me?" After sitting down, Chen Yuan spoke first and directly asked the other party's purpose.
After all, before he transformed into Lu Bu and killed one of his opponents, Canglan Sword Sect could not be so quiet. Now that he is here, he should open the window and speak openly.
Xu Qingfeng knew what Chen Yuan was thinking, and he shook his head: "In that matter, the Tianshi Mansion is willing to guarantee you, so Xu will not take you back to the mountain gate for the time being, but there is one thing that must be done, so I came to Luo
I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"What's the matter?"
When Chen Yuan asked, Qingxu and others also looked over curiously, and saw Xu Qingfeng over there staring directly at Chen Yuan, with a simple and calm tone.
"The art of sword control! This method is the secret code of my mountain sect. How can I live outside? I am waiting for you to come back today just to ask for this. Have you never learned it?"
"Not yet."
It is true that Chen Yuan has not learned it yet, but he has read the formula several times and can almost memorize it all. Since the other party comes to ask for it, it is best to give it back to him. As he said this, he put his hand in his sleeve and took out a folded piece of paper.
, put it on the table.
"This is what Zhu Jingshu wrote that day. I have never copied it. Please check it."
The handwriting on it was plain and elegant. Xu Qingfeng had seen the handwriting of his nephew, and it couldn't be faked. He read it carefully before putting it into his sleeve. Without saying a word, he stood up to leave and hurriedly took his two disciples with him.
Leave.
"Haha, people from Canglan Sword Sect are like this. They act in a hurry. If you come into contact with them again in the future, you will get used to them."
Qingxu smiled, raised his hand and closed the door, "By the way, regarding your stay in the north, King Qing, King Lu, and King Yang have already written to Your Majesty. After hearing Long Yan's great joy, he will let you know early this morning.
Officials from the Ministry of Industry are selecting a site in the city, measuring the land, and want to build a shrine for you."
Cover again?
Chen Yuan was stunned. There was one in Linjiang County before, but what surprised him was that the emperor actually knew about him. He had previously told the three kings not to tell him, but it seemed that the other party didn't listen at all.
Over there, Taoist Master Mingguang thought that Chen Yuan was surprised, so he said with a smile: "Your puppet is made of incense, and there is a shrine to support it. It is better than inhaling like before..."
After saying this, he shut up and suddenly looked at Chen Yuan carefully, as if he had discovered something strange.
"...How come the evil karma on your body has become much weaker?"
"Perhaps God knew what I had done and spared me." Chen Yuan smiled.
Naturally, I couldn't talk about what happened in Senluo Palace. I just picked up some random words to cover it up. The three Taoists over there didn't bother me. They still liked Chen Yuan quite a lot. They saved Feihe once and they had a good relationship with Tianshi Mansion.
secondly, if they work for the people and do things they cannot do, they cannot be regarded as other evil people; finally, in the future, they will not need each other to deal with underground monsters.
"We have read the notebook that Feihe brought back. Except for the demon that appeared that time, the rest of the records are incredible. It's like there is another human world beneath the ground where we are standing."
Qingxu thought of the underground sounds in the book, describing how he could hear roosters crowing, dogs barking, and even carriages and horses driving, which was unbelievable.
Chen Yuan then smiled and said, "At that time, it sounded like a Taoist priest."
A few people chatted in the room for a while, and then stood up to say goodbye. Chen Yuan escorted them out of the room. On the stairs, the crazy old man came back happily from outside. When he passed by, Qingxu couldn't help but look at it again.
After a few glances, I became more certain that I had seen it before.
But I couldn't remember it for a while.
"Brother, what are you looking at?"
"The old man next to Chen Yuan."
Yuchen looked back and glanced at the old man who was taken to the room by his apprentice, and said with a smile: "Although he is crazy, he is still quite fun. When dealing with the barbarian's high priest, at the critical moment, it was he who took action and blew the opponent to death.
A meat ball."
Over there, Qingxu couldn't help but smile as he thought about that scene, shook his head, flicked his fly whisk, and walked down the street with his two junior brothers.
There are also words that are still being spoken.
"As soon as the shrine is erected, this fellow Taoist is probably going to be in trouble. I don't know how many people will come to weigh him."
…
After resting for a whole night, Chen Yuan compiled the story of the performance, pulled the ox cart to the street, set up a stage, and performed the woodcarving plays of "Impermanence Asks for Life" and "Guan Gong Thousand Miles to Conquer Demons".
Pedestrians on the street gradually stopped and gathered around more and more. When they reached a wonderful place, they couldn't help but clap their hands loudly and shout: "Okay!"