Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 15 Telling stories to people in this world (please recommend monthly pass collection)

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The rooster crowed loudly in the backyard of the inn.

The golden morning light shines on the quaint city walls and spreads across the row upon row of houses, slowly rising smoke, and the streets that have been quiet all night gradually become alive.

Vendors shaking rattles yelled loudly, carrying candied haws and clay figurines through the streets and alleys; old men pushing wheelbarrows worked hard to push heavy objects far away; bamboo poles occasionally fell, and stout women shook their freshly washed clothes and cursed The steamer just opened on the street is steaming, and the beggars who came over looked at it greedily, and the vendors drove away reluctantly.

"I can't even think about it!" The peddler rubbed the place where the beggar had stood, and quickly put on a smiling face to welcome the guests who came over.

The long street was full of noisy people, and the sound lifted to a nearby building. In a room on the second floor of the inn with flags flying, the shop guy planned to open the door and bring muddy water out.

Chen Yuan put on a brand new robe, came out from behind the screen, looked at the master sitting beside the bed with drooping eyes, took the breakfast brought by the waiter, and dangled it in front of the old man's nose.

shhh~~
The crazy old man sniffed hard, half asleep and half awake, his head turned back and forth following the aroma in the bowl, and he came back to his senses only when he heard the word "Master."

"Hey, good, good smell!"

The old man was not that particular, he quickly grabbed the bowl into his hand, and poured the meat porridge into his mouth without feeling hot.Chen Yuan packed and folded a robe next to the bed. It was bought for the old man yesterday afternoon. After finishing that, he opened a guest room and brought hot water for him to change into new clothes. The old man was unwilling. , as if wanting his life, hid in the corner with the tattered robe on his body.

It was hard to change it for him, but when Chen Yuan got up early in the morning, the master put the tattered clothes back on at some point.

Looking at the old man drinking porridge, he sat down beside him.

"Master, do you still remember your name?"

The figure drinking porridge froze for a moment, the old man stared blankly at the bottom of the bowl, and murmured: "What's your name... what's my name..."

He turned his head to look at the apprentice beside him.

"What do you call a teacher? You are an apprentice... you should know what a teacher is called..."

Where do I know your name? !

But the old man seemed to be stimulated by something, he dropped the pottery bowl in his hand, scratched his hair and walked around the room, his lips quivered quickly, and he kept saying: "Who am I?" "What's my name?" mouth." "Do you have any children?" "Is he handsome?"

Chen Yuan was afraid that the old man would think too much, and the more he was stimulated, the more he would go crazy. With his cultivation, no one could hold back the situation.

"Master, it's fine if you can't remember it. You see, even if you know the name, it's all chosen by people. Today I can be called this, and tomorrow I can be called that, don't you agree?"

The old man who was circling in the room suddenly stopped, as if he had been bluffed, stared blankly at the apprentice in front of him, stretched out his hand to press Chen Yuan's shoulder, and said seriously:

"I still understand the truth, so you have to think of a good name for the teacher. Well, it must be loud and frightening. Say it and scare them to death, haha——"

"Definitely think of a good name for Master."

Finally calming down the crazy old man, Chen Yuan exhaled, and brought her bowl of porridge to Master, asking him to sit quietly at the table and continue eating.

Immediately, from the baggage, he took out Zhang Fei's woodcarving who had performed "Drinking Dangyang Bridge", followed the previous spell, but there was no movement for a long time, and he even threatened him once. The crazy old man smiled silly.

The second master Guan can drive it, why can't the third master?

I stepped into Qi training that day, so it wasn't bad at all.

What went wrong?

Chen Yuan looked at the one-foot woodcarving with the leopard's head and eyes around her, and frowned for a while, then suddenly figured out the joints, and slammed the table, the crazy old man trembled in shock, and the porridge choked out from his nose and hung on the table. Outside, half of the steamed buns in his hand fell to the ground, and he picked it up with tears in his eyes, looking at his apprentice quite aggrieved.

"Teacher, although I like you as a teacher, don't scare me at your age."

The old man pointed to the half steamed bun in his hand, and added weakly.

"I have to pay for it."

However, Chen Yuan was completely immersed in her thoughts at this time, staring at the wood carving in her hand without blinking.

"It should be a woodcarving show... Before in Funiu Town, the second master was used to perform operas. Everyone knows that the third master only performed once... That's it, maybe let more people know about them. to drive...'

Sunshine passed through the window lattice, Chen Yuan got up and walked through the beam of light and dust shining in, listening to the bustle and bustle in the street outside, took out "Miscellaneous Mysteries of Huangchuan" from the bag, and went outside to borrow a pen and paper from the store, as well as a piece of paper. blank paper.

Back in the room, spread out the paper, write down these ideas one by one, and start planning.

"Huangchuan Miscellaneous Suspects" happened to have many vacant formulas. According to the content, I searched for them in the past, and just performed a woodcarving show along the way. '

'Whether you can find the spell in the book or not, the wood carving is not left behind, and you don't need to run around. '

'Just to tell stories to the people of this world... well, does that count as culture invasion?Will the gods of this world trouble me? '

A few lines of words were simply written on the paper, and a black dot was drawn in the middle of the blank space, and the name of Qingshan County was written on it. After going to the place name in the book, the line was drawn.

The crazy old man on the side was squatting on the stool with a bowl in his hand, and leaned forward: "My apprentice, you have been messing around for a long time, what are you writing?"

"Take some notes."

Chen Yuan took the bowl in his hand and put it on the table, "Master, are you full?"

The old man nodded, then followed his disciples to pack up the things, took the burden and went downstairs to pay the bill and returned the room.At this time, there was a lot of noise outside, Chen Yuan calculated the rent with the shopkeeper, and was waiting for the change. Several tables of non-local vendors who came here for breakfast murmured about what happened in the city.

"When I came here just now, I went to the county government specifically, and the street has indeed been closed there."

"Really? Tsk tsk, the magistrate of a county is insane for no apparent reason, no one will believe it if he tells it."

"No, I heard that there is also his niece who is crazy."

Chen Yuan silently picked up the weighed pieces of silver, went to the backyard and took the ox cart out through the side door, passing by the nearby streets and alleys, the street neighbors who fetched water stood in a circle, gathered together and whispered what they heard news.

"You don't know, there is something mysterious behind this matter."

The child who was running around went to the well to look in, and the adults in the family pulled him back and slapped his buttocks, and continued to talk to his acquainted neighbors: "His uncle's second cousin works in the county government. People said that last night, a bunch of bats died at the gate of the yamen, and a few servants on duty also said that they vaguely saw people born in the backyard, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye."

"...Hey, this city is really not peaceful. A few days ago, the Li family died one by one. Two days ago, Master Li went crazy and killed more than a dozen people in the Liu residence. Now the county lord is crazy again... Think about it. It's scary."

"Could it be that there are demons causing trouble?"

"Hey, don't say it, don't say it."

The magistrate of a county went crazy overnight, and it was a big deal at any time. The streets, alleys, teahouses, and inns in the city were full of voices talking about it. He didn't know what was going on inside. The practices of demons, or the descending of gods from the sky, monsters entering the city, etc., except for the former, Chen Yuan was speechless.

'I use this vicious method to punish the wicked, is it good or evil? '

Chen Yuan led the bullock cart and drove the master to listen to some of the things along the way, then stopped listening, went to the market outside the city, picked some wood, found an open place, and took out tools to build a shed.

Amidst the gossip in the city, on the other side of the city, the sun shines on the door plaque that says "Liu's Mansion", the white flags and white lanterns have not been taken down, and in front of the crying mourning hall, the steward who hastily returned from the outside whispers to the old woman. I heard the rumors outside.

The big households in the city usually hear more detailed news.

When she heard that the niece of the county lord had something from Li's house in her room, the old woman who had lived most of her life didn't know what was going on.

"Madam, according to the news from the yamen, the magistrate kept relenting, saying that he would stop doing evil...and mentioned our family..."

"Go down, this matter is rotten to your stomach." The old woman exhorted in a low voice, and sent the steward away. When her son Liu Boyuan came over, she said, "Go to the best carpenter in the city and use the best carpenter." The material plays a role in longevity."

"Mother, is it for that benefactor?"

The old woman didn't speak, but walked out of the mourning hall in silence, looked at the sun rising among the clouds, and bowed her body. "Thank you, sir, for saving me from the Liu family."

The wind blew through the bells under the eaves, and the crisp sound went far outside the courtyard. Under the sky, in the western outskirts of the city, Chen Yuan threw the tools into the cart, looked at the shed erected on the cart, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The crazy old head poked out from the grass.

"Student, where are we going?"

Chen Yuan got in the car and kicked it out, swiped the whip, and it crackled in the air.

"Traveling the mountains and rivers, seeing this world!"

In the bushes in the distance, an old man ran with his arms around his pants and climbed onto the back of the cart. The old cow wagged its tail, pulled the shaft, and slowly walked up the official road.

"Hurry up, old cow, hurry up!" The old man shouted excitedly while holding the wooden fence.

Amidst the creaking sound of the wooden wheel turning, dust and smoke were stirred up, and it went all the way west.

　In the chapter of high probability, let's take a look at the plot distribution.

　　This chapter should be the foreshadowing.

　　Tomorrow will start with two chapters.The new book period is faster, and it is easy to fall off the new book list.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)