People sit in the southern sky and watch the ages

Chapter 25 The Book Has Its Own Qian Zhongsu

Seeing that Wukong couldn't make a decision for a while, Li Changqing patted the other person's furry head, "Finding a place to live is a big deal, so don't worry, first choose a few places that you think are most likely to be blessed lands, and then we'll take a look."

Wukong Linghui's eyeballs rolled, and he wrote down a few places he thought were good, and he would check them out slowly tomorrow.

It was getting dark at this time, and Li Changqing had the famous thorn in his hand, so he naturally lived with the round-faced Yang in the chamber of commerce.

After a good night's rest, the next morning, the round-faced Yang was going to deal with the mountain goods he had brought, and Li Changqing was also looking for a suitable place to live.

After spending the whole morning, Li Changqing first went to the Nanshan Mountain of Longkoudu. There is a 100-meter hill in the shape of a turtle. The vegetation is lush, and there are many ancient pines and cypresses. Naturally, it is the best place.

But it's a pity that just as he thought, this kind of good place has already been occupied by Wangmen, and it is impossible for him to live in it.

In desperation, he could only follow Wukong's instructions and go to another place.

Looking at the slightly dilapidated streets around, Li Changqing couldn't help muttering, is this really a place where spiritual energy gathers?

Although the people around are not pale and emaciated, but they are wearing coarse cloth clothes, so they don't seem to be rich and powerful.

In the bamboo basket behind him, Little Wukong chirped twice about Li Changqing's suspicion, as if saying not to question his judgment.

Li Changqing nodded silently, leaving the professional work to professional people. He really shouldn't question the hopefulness of a white ape.

Besides, it's really the kind of good place that can be seen at a glance, how could it be reserved for him to live in?

After walking around, Li Changqing felt that this place was weird.

First of all, although the surrounding streets are dilapidated, the pavement is spacious, and the arch bridge is like a rainbow, connecting small canals. It shouldn't be so dilapidated.

He found a food stall, and while ordering something to eat, he asked about the current situation of the place.

Seeing that Li Changqing was handsome and a Taoist priest, the boss naturally opened up the chatterbox.

It turned out that this place was originally the most prosperous place in Longkoudu, and it was the residence of the city god. Unfortunately, for some reason, a fire broke out 50 years ago, which not only burned the temple of the city god, but also burned down the surrounding rich families.

"Now those rich households in Linggui Mountain in the south of the city just made their fortunes later, and they lack a bit of heritage."

At the end, the boss's tone was a bit sour, "I think if my grandparents hadn't caused the fire, I wouldn't be selling food here now."

Li Changqing nodded with a smile and said yes, got up to check out and left.

He took Wukong around, and first went to see the ruins of the original Town God's Temple. Unfortunately, there were ruins here, and the later government had no intention of repairing it at all. It was nowhere to be seen, surrounded by several courtyards, which looked like they were built later. It was a small courtyard with a single gate, surrounded by a fence.

Just when Li Changqing was about to leave, Little Wukong in the bamboo basket behind him suddenly chattered excitedly.

Following Wukong's instructions, he looked towards a small courtyard. There were three wing rooms in this courtyard, but they were all made of yellow mud with some thatch on top, which looked particularly dilapidated.

There is only a big tree in front of the door, which is sprinkled by Cuiying, but it is a pity that this tree is a tree with a crooked neck, no matter how you look at it, it is an eyesore.

Li Changqing has practiced Taoism for ten years, so he has naturally read some Fengshui books. This kind of crooked neck tree is not only difficult to block evil spirits, but also blocks Fengshui.

Therefore, ordinary large families pay attention to the growth of the trees in front of their doors.

"here?"

Li Changqing muttered something to himself, but still decided to believe in Wukong. He strode to the courtyard and shouted loudly, "Is the master here?"

Hearing someone shouting outside the door, an old woman in coarse clothes and a hairpin on her hair came out. Seeing that Li Changqing was a stranger, a trace of vigilance flashed in her eyes.

However, seeing that the other party was wearing Taoist robes and looked majestic, he couldn't help but feel a little respectful.

"This Taoist priest, I don't know what to do in the humble house?"

Li Changqing was slightly surprised. Although this woman was dressed poorly, she spoke and behaved well, which is very rare in this era of extremely high illiteracy rate.

He didn't make any detours, and said straight to the point, "Xiaodao first arrived in your place and wanted to find a place to live. This place is destined for me. I wonder if Madam can let me have it?"

"what?"

When the woman heard Li Changqing's words, she couldn't turn her head for a while.

How can anyone want a house as soon as they come to the door?

And what is there to worry about in this dilapidated house?
"This is my ancestral home, so it's inconvenient to move."

The woman spoke softly.

"Ancestral home?"

Li Changqing was puzzled, because according to what the restaurant owner said, the fire at the Town God's Temple burned all the wealthy households around, and the thatched house was obviously built later.

The woman saw the suspicious look on Li Changqing's face, and she said with a little shame, "My ancestors used to live here, but the fire 50 years ago burned down the family property, and the descendants couldn't leave their homeland, so they built a family building here again." this house."

I see, Li Changqing nodded.

He was going to try the method of money first, so he took out 200 taels of heavy silver from the treasure bag, "Ma'am, I am really happy to see this house. I don't know if I can give it up. The price is easy to say."

Seeing that Li Changqing took out several such large pieces of high-quality snowflake silver, the woman hesitated for a moment.

Coincidentally, a scholar came out of the room at this time, about thirty years old, with a pale complexion and a dull expression, muttering, "Don't make noise in the courtyard, and delay my study of sages and sages!"

He spoke so loudly that he didn't know who was quarreling with whom.

The people in the surrounding courtyard couldn't help looking around because of the handsome Taoist priest Li Changqing. When they saw the scholar coming out, they immediately laughed and said, "Dian Wang is reading sage books again. I don't know if the sage books you read can be eaten." ?”

Then these people greedily looked at the white money in Li Changqing's hand. Even if the money is on the south gate, it can buy a good residence, let alone this dilapidated place?
One of the dark-faced men couldn't help but said, "Master Daoist, my house is for sale, you can buy mine. There is a dead tree in front of their house, and living in it may hinder you, Master Daoist. Look at their epileptic Wang, who was killed by the dead-headed tree."

Hearing what the neighbors said, the scholar shook his head, "Why can't you eat the books of sages and sages? As the saying goes, there are thousands of millet in the books."

As he spoke, he put the scroll in his hand into his mouth and chewed it.

(End of this chapter)