The devil is coming

Chapter 482 Mountain Climbing
Tianhu Mountain was originally a famous Fangwai Holy Land in Shanxi.
On this mountain, two generations of heavenly masters have come from far away. One generation was canonized as a national master by the contemporary emperor of Jin Dynasty. The other generation was regarded as a guest of the family by the head of a contemporary famous family, and even had his own heirs worship him. For Taoist father.
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The grandfather who had been in charge of the Imperial Palace of Yan State for nearly 30 years also walked down this mountain.
Originally, Tianhu Mountain was always popular, especially during festivals and festivals, when there was an endless stream of believers and tourists who came to the mountain to worship.
Zhou Bian always remembered the grand occasion of Tianhu Mountain, because his family lived at the foot of Tianhu Mountain. Later, he took out some money from his family and borrowed some debts to buy a small wine shop at the foot of Tianhu Mountain.
There is a small town at the foot of Tianhu Mountain. Of course, it is not very big, much smaller than ordinary villages.
There are less than twenty shops, including inns, wine shops, teahouses, and incense and candle sellers. These are serious shops, and they all have to be rented from Tianhu Mountain to do business.
During those festivals, there will inevitably be a lot of pilgrims, which will naturally attract many vendors to take advantage of the opportunity to do some small business. Tianhu Mountain will have a dedicated group of disciples responsible for registration at the foot of the mountain, and they all have to pay a fee.
Zhou Bian used to be a small vendor and often came to Tianhu Mountain to set up stalls. Every time he was charged for stall fees, he would curse in his heart that these people from outside the country were so greedy for money;
After he finally secured a wine shop, and when other vendors flocked in during the festival, he would hate those outsiders for not charging more money to those vendors and letting the food vendors rob him of his property. business.
However, the good times did not last long. On that day, the Marquis went up to the mountain, and the prince in the palace retreated. A fire broke out on Tianhu Mountain, and the ancestral palace was burned to the ground.
It is true that if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals. Without the people of Tianhu Mountain, this place will really become the foot of the mountain.
Not only are the small vendors no longer coming to grab business, but the shops next to him have long since been abandoned. But Zhou Bian still lives here with his wife and son.
Because in order to buy this wine shop, his original house had been sold. If he didn't stay here, his family of three would not even have a place to stay.
The business is just making do, and I don’t deliberately buy any fresh vegetables. Basically, I just sell whatever I eat. It’s wine, because I can save it, and there are still a lot of old ones that haven’t been sold out, so it’s okay Keep selling.
Every once in a while, Zhou Bian would take his wife to wander around the terraced fields on the mountain. With the ancestral court of Tianhu Mountain gone, the fields that once belonged to Tianhu Mountain were also deserted.
Zhou Bian grows some things that no one collects or cares about, but he can also add some food to his family.
In addition, the shop fee was supposed to be renewed this year, and naturally no one came to collect it. Thinking about it this way, it was good. Originally it was just a shop, but now at least I have a house.
Today, Zhou Bian originally planned to visit the terraced fields on the mountain again, but in the early morning, two groups of guests came.
The first group of guests were a scholar, a heroine, and a monk.
Very easy to recognize,
Because a scholar looks like a scholar at first glance, a heroine looks like a heroine at first glance, and a monk looks like a monk at first glance.
They ordered three bowls of pimple soup. This was supposed to be lunch for Zhou Bian’s family of three, but there was no reason not to sell it.
This second group of guests was a drunkard and a cashier.
The drunkard's face was bright red all morning, and as soon as he sat down, he shouted for Zhou Bian to get some wine.
The accounting clerk carried an abacus with him and put it aside. Instead of asking for food, he took out pancakes from his bag and asked Zhou Bian for a bowl of noodle soup to soak in.
During this period, Zhou Bian's wife brought a small jar of wine to the table.
The drunkard didn't know whether he drank too much or was just his nature. He pointed at Zhou Bian's wife's big buttocks and said:
"Guigui, you are opening a shop with no business in this barren mountain, and your mother-in-law can still follow you, tsk tsk."
Those who do business must not get angry easily. Zhou Bian’s wife directly glared at the drunkard and cursed:
"Shut your bitch mouth and drink your horse piss."
The scolding is scolding,
But the scolding is full of charm,
Don't feel angry.
After his wife went to take care of the children,
Zhou Bi laughed and said:
"My name only has one word, whip. I can't help it. God will give me food, and doing small jobs will make me big. My dad always called me:
Donkey, donkey.
Later, when it was time to correct his name as a child, he simply made the decision himself and got a whip. "
The drunkard laughed loudly when he heard this,
Road:
"Definitely, I believe it, I believe it, I won't compare with you, I won't compare with you."
"Would you like something more to go with the drink?" Zhou Bi asked with a smile.
"Let's make do with it." The drunkard also knew that there was nothing good to get in this wine shop.
"You wait."
Zhou Bian went to the kitchen, mixed some wild vegetables himself, and picked out two salted duck eggs that were originally prepared for his son. When he came out of the kitchen, he stopped and said to his mother-in-law:
"Daughter-in-law, steam some more rice and scrape that piece of bacon."
"What's up, are we here again?"
"No, but when business is not going smoothly, there will be no customers at all, but if they come, there will be more after two."
"understood."
Zhou Bian went out with cold dishes and salted duck eggs, and immediately saw three people getting out of a carriage.
The person walking at the front was dressed in white and holding a handful of objects wrapped in cloth;
Behind him were a man and a woman, both young.
The man is wearing a black silk suit with a fishing pendant hanging around his waist. The woman is wearing a long purple skirt and a plum blossom hairpin. She has a round figure and a charming face.
"Hey, three distinguished guests, what do you want to eat?"
The drunkard immediately laughed and cursed:
"You're also asking me what to eat. What else can you have in this shabby shop? Just buy whatever you have. Anyway, I just want to go to the Five Zang Temple. Oh, but the wine here is still good. It's from the Miaozhuang wine shop in Litian City. The wine is just a little more watered down than the restaurants in Litian City, but after all, it’s not bad at the foot of this barren mountain.”
"No, what we sell is not more expensive than the restaurants in Litian City. The water mixed with this is just like the sweat I shed on the way back by pushing the car alone."
Zhou Bian is a flexible person.
"Hahaha, you kid."
The drunkard picked up the wild vegetables with chopsticks and put them into his mouth. They were crisp and refreshing. He nodded and said:
"This dish is well mixed."
"No, the wild vegetables at the foot of Tianhu Mountain are also filled with spiritual energy."
At this moment, the scholar man among the first guests said:
"Where does the spiritual energy come from on Tianhu Mountain now? I think it must be a ghostly energy."
When the drunkard heard this, he said "haha" twice and took a sip of wine.
Zhou Bian walked to the new guests. At this time, the three guests had already sat down.
"Sir, we don't have much food in this small shop. How about three bowls of lard rice? And a few side dishes? The conditions of this small shop are poor. I really don't want to go."
Uncle Zheng, who was dressed in casual clothes, nodded with a smile and said:
"Just watch and do it."
"Okay, sir, please wait."
Zhou Bian went to the kitchen again.
And then,
The drunkard's eyes fell on the sword wrapped in cloth beside the sword master, and he couldn't help but say:
"Haha, what a fun thing it is. It's actually willing to be wrapped in such good materials."
The sword master ignored him and sat there, closing his eyes and concentrating.
The scholar who had spoken out before stood up, walked over, and said:
"It seems like there should be a sword wrapped inside, right? Miss Ding, he is also a swordsman like you. Since it is wrapped with such a delicate thing, it is probably a pretty good sword. Can I lend it to you?" , so that we can open our eyes and enjoy it?"
The sword master still ignored him.
The sword is wrapped in cloth because it is called Long Yuan.
Seeing that the sword master ignored him, the scholar frowned slightly, and his tone suddenly became much harsher, saying:
"My little sister also loves swords. Please sit down and show me some respect."
"Yo yo yo, face, face, face, out in the wilderness, how much is it worth? What's more, you don't have a sign hanging around your neck, who knows how much your face can weigh? "
The drunkard picked up the wine bowl and took a big sip.
Then he wiped his mouth,
Road:
"Young man, there are three noble people at this table. The young master in black clothes has both physical and spiritual qualities. There is a touch of nobility surrounding him. He is by no means an ordinary person."
The scholar smiled,
Road:
"Is it possible that I can't see it?"
The clothes on these three people were nothing vulgar.
A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. In this era, what clothes he wears can clearly reflect that person's status.
"Oh, you only know one thing but not the other. This black-clothed young man not only has a noble air about him, but also has a carefree and easy-going spirit. Even if he enters this shabby wine shop, even if he sits on this dirty stool, he is comfortable calm.
When it enters the sea, it turns into a dragon; when it enters a stream, it turns into a fish.
Either he comes from an extremely wealthy family and is nourished by noble aura and cannot be irritated;
Or, just rely on your own efforts to achieve a high position.
You can't afford to offend the former; the latter, haha, you can't afford to offend someone with ability more than someone with family background. "
"Ha ha ha ha."
When the scholar heard this, he laughed loudly,
Road:
"You are so strange. I just want to see a sword. Aren't you asking me, why, you are a fortune teller, why do you have to make so many twists and turns for me?
By coincidence,
The little master who accompanied me was also proficient in the art of fortune telling. He didn't say anything, "You've been here for so long." "
The drunkard shook his head,
Road:
"This little master has a lot of wisdom, but how can I put it this way? How can he really learn fortune telling by meditating and chanting sutras in a temple? Can't he tell it by looking at people?
Look at the human form, observe its energy, and then take a look at the whole body. In addition, after living in the world for half a year, I have seen a lot of everyone and experienced a lot of things, so I dare to say that I have dabbled in the art of fortune telling.
The rest are all laughable. "
When the monk who was eating pimple soup heard this, he immediately stood up, faced the drunkard, and clasped his hands together:
"Amitabha, poor monk, I have received my teaching."
The scholar was a little reluctant and continued to ask:
"Then tell me, why do you think I can't afford to offend you? Why do you think I can't stand this sword?"
The drunkard pointed at the heroine sitting over there,
laughed;
"When a beauty is by your side, your heart becomes anxious and anxious. You need to know that the real dragon, fish and shrimp do not show their power, and the Kunpeng fish bird does not spread its wings;
Just take a look,
Your words are rude and annoying,
Did the gentleman in white have any expression?
The young man in black still had a smile on his face. "
"Hehehe."
Uncle Zheng was really amused. At this moment, Zhou Bian brought the teapot and tea bowl first. He apologized and went back to the kitchen to get busy.
Xiong Liqing poured a bowl of water for Uncle Zheng.
Uncle Zheng picked up the tea bowl.
He gave a false bow to the drunkard.
"Ouch."
The drunkard stood up in a panic, holding the wine bowl in both hands, hunched over, and said with a smile on his face:
"Please, please."
Uncle Zheng took a small sip and put down the tea bowl.
The drunkard drank a bowl of wine in one go, with the mouth of the bowl facing down, indicating that he had not left any drop, and then sat down again.
And then,
The heroine unconsciously cast her eyes on Uncle Zheng, and then on Xiong Liqing.
Xiong Liqing is not that kind of stunning beauty, but she has a good temperament. This kind of temperament makes the heroine feel slightly unhappy, because at this point, she feels that she is completely inferior.
The scholar shook his head and said:
"Now that we're out of the house, we can't judge it based on family status. I really want to see this sword today."
The drunkard touched his beard and said:
"I can't see it, I can't see it. Some people live their lives relying on family status. Family status is their only support. Opening one's mouth is the ancestor, and closing one's mouth is the father's.
After some people go out, they feel more at ease.
The same family status, some people think it is a door panel, while others think it is a prison.
There are chickens and dolphins behind the door, and there are tigers in the prison. "
"Hey, you drunkard, you only talk about him, why don't you talk about me?"
"You, well, I can't tell."
"If you can't see it, why do you think I can't see it?"
"Okay, then I will tell you more. The beauty next to the young master in black has her hair styled in a cloud-flow style, which is a noble hairstyle. She is wearing perfume with a market price comparable to gold. When she walked in, Her gait is graceful and graceful, which is by no means comparable to that of a favored maid from a wealthy family. The former has to be adorned with jewels, while the latter, a true noblewoman, can have such dignified manners.
When I sit in this shabby wine shop, I clearly dislike the filthiness here, but I still sit there anyway;
The tea bowl was brought to him, he flicked it with his own sleeve, and then he poured the tea into the bowl to serve the young master. This was not only love but also fear.
With his companion like this, what about the young man in black?
Let me remind you a little more,
When the young master came in earlier, his steps were wide and his walking shoulders were slightly slanted. This was due to being used to riding war horses. He often had to dodge and move around on war horses, and he had this habit only when he was doing the dojo in a screw shell;
Looking back at the time when the young master picked up the tea bowl and drank tea, the position of the tiger's mouth and the palm of the hand, although they have been trimmed, there is still a thin layer of cocoon. He must have been practicing arrows on weekdays, and at the same time, he is good at using the weapon as a knife.
Bows, horses, and swords are at hand,
This young master must be a member of the army.
Furthermore,
This young man is not wearing armor and is traveling in plain clothes, but he is still dressed generously and decently. He is rich and expensive. He does not wear armor because he does not want to stand out. He does not wear simple clothes because he wants to feel comfortable. He does not want to stand out, but he is not afraid of being seen. Such magnanimity ,hehe.
In the Jin region, there are many leaders of the Jin army, but the Yan people are the real masters of the three Jin regions now. Generals born in the Jin region basically have to live with their tail between their legs.
Therefore,
This young man in black must be a nobleman of the Yan Kingdom. "
said,
The drunkard clasped his hands together and said:
"Noble man Fukang."
Uncle Zheng was noncommittal, thinking in his mind whether this drunkard had really guessed his identity.
"A nobleman of Yan? A general of Yan? Hahahahaha."
The scholar suddenly laughed,
Laughing so hard that tears are about to flow out,
Road:
"So, I can really see this sword this time."
The drunkard said nothing and just looked at the scholar coldly.
The scholar turned around, looked at Zheng Fan, and said:
"Take this sword and let me see it."
Uncle Zheng put his hands together, supported his chin, looked at the scholar, and said:
"Why?"
The accountant sitting next to the drunkard suddenly stood up and said,
For a time,
The monk who had just sat down also stood up suddenly.
The qi machines of the two people collided in an instant.
The accountant turned around holding the abacus and pushed the abacus forward.
At the same time, the young monk also smashed the beads on his wrist. After they collided together, no sound was made. Instead, the two were attracted to each other and stuck together.
however,
at this time,
The young monk's eyes narrowed and he shouted lowly.
"Buzz!"
The accountant was forced down and sat back in his chair.
The young monk took advantage of the situation and tugged on the beads, taking the other person's abacus into his hand as well, and fiddled with it casually.
The drunkard narrowed his eyes,
Admired:
"Buddhist and martial arts masters, one is righteous and the other is strange, this reminds me of the Nanhou of Dayan.
then,
Outside the Jin capital,
Nanhou once fought with the Sword Master of Jin, but the Sword Master was defeated!
Afterwards, I went to the forest to find the place where the battle took place and checked the traces. I found that the Nanhou was not only physically strong, but he was also good at the art of foreign affairs.
Therefore, I infer:
The defeat of the Sword Master was not due to the crime of war, but because Nanhou viewed the duel between the two armies as a confrontation between two armies, and he had a backup plan, so he won.
This little master, a practitioner of both Buddhism and martial arts, might not be able to follow the same path as Nanhou in the future. "
"Amitabha."
The young monk recited a Buddhist chant, waved his hand, and the abacus fell to the accountant again. He reached out to take it and put it back on the table.
The drunkard pointed at the cashier and cursed with a smile:
"I asked you to learn more fighting skills, but you didn't do it, which makes me feel very embarrassed now."
This accounting gentleman should be a Qi practitioner. In the first round of the confrontation, he and the young monk fought with foreign techniques, but then, when the monk showed his martial arts physique, it became a battle with one force and ten. Yes, he directly pushed it back.
Seeing that the brief conflict here is over,
The scholar looked at Zheng Fan again,
asked:
"Why did you just ask me?"
Uncle Zheng nodded.
"Okay, then I'll tell you, in fact, we are on the same road. It's normal that you don't know me, because I usually don't show up."
As he spoke, the scholar took out a token from his arms and showed it to Uncle Zheng.
At the same time:
"I am,
The first guest minister under the command of Ye Bo in Dayan County,
Zheng Fanli. "
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good night.
(End of this chapter)