Sword of Coming

This is Chen Pingan's first time to enter the embroidery building and enter the boudoir.

Let Zhu Lian and Pei Qian stay outside the door, and he only walked in with Shi Rou.

Before entering, Chen Ping'an knocked on the door and explained the reason, saying that Mr. Liu wanted them to come and see if there was any fox demon hiding in Miss Liu's house.

After a while, Liu Qingqing finished dressing up and asked her maid Zhao Ya to open the door.

Chen Ping'an knew this maid, the old housekeeper's daughter, a gentle girl, and paid more attention to Liu Qingqing, who was rumored to be seduced by the fox demon.

When he first saw Liu Qingqing, Chen Ping'an felt that the rumors might be a bit biased. People's facial features reflect their state of mind. It is easy to pretend to be dull, but it is difficult to pretend to be clear and clear.

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, but also had new worries, because the current urgent need may be easier to solve than imagined, but the human heart is like a mirror, fragile and difficult to mend.

But that was the result of the girl's own fate. Chen Ping'an could not save people, but he could not make up for the mood of a woman he met by chance, and he would not do it.

Although Liu Qingqing was the daughter of a noble family with little restraint, and had met many noble men from the Qingluan Kingdom, and even had a luan cage that kept charming spirits in her boudoir, she was still very curious about the real Immortal Genealogy Master, the monk on the mountain. So when she saw a young man who was not very handsome but had a gentle temperament, her grudges were lessened. After all, this place was a girl's boudoir. If outsiders were allowed to set foot in it, Liu Qingqing would inevitably feel a little uncomfortable. What should we do about the vulgar warriors who kill, or the so-called gods who have evil intentions at first sight?

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and apologized, "What we did was not in line with etiquette, but Mr. Liu and the Landlord of Lion Park are worried about Miss Liu's health, and I hope Miss Liu can forgive me. My surname is Chen, and my attendant's surname is Shi."

Only then did Liu Qingqing see the old man behind the young immortal master in white with a sword on his back. His eyes were a little cold. She forced out a smile and said, "Immortal Master Chen and Senior Shi are here to save me. You can not stick to trivial matters and just let go of your hands and feet to search."

The maid Zhao Ya felt a little awkward, and so did the young lady. This group of people came to visit rashly. The young lady's first thought was that if another man walked into the boudoir, the young man in black robe would be unhappy if he knew about it.

Of course, Zhao Ya was very afraid of the handsome young man transformed from the fox demon at first. When they met for the first time, she was so frightened that she picked up the scissors and tried to fight the traitor who broke into the boudoir. However, she was stopped by the young lady. After spending this time together, Zhao Ya persuaded the young lady several times to no avail. Seeing the young lady becoming increasingly haggard, he had no choice but to suppress his grief and try his best to serve the good young lady.

Chen Pingan twisted out a Yang Qi Lantern Talisman, and it suddenly burned, but the sparks were not big.

It was obvious that the fox demon had indeed been here. Chen Pingan twisted the talisman and walked slowly. He walked around every corner of the boudoir and found that the talisman burned slightly faster on the huanghuali flower and bird mirror stand and the bed.

Chen Pingan always looked calm.

Liu Qingqing and Zhao Ya were both outsiders in cultivation and could not see what the speed of the talisman's burning meant, and their eyesight might not be able to detect any slight differences between periods.

Shi Rou sneered in her heart and sneered at the seemingly delicate and dignified girl Liu Qingqing. So what if the daughter of a wealthy family, who was born in a family of etiquette, was full of male prostitutes and female thieves.

Chen Pingan suddenly remembered a problem. He had always regarded Shi Rou as the first skeletal female ghost to be suppressed. Even though the spirit moved into the immortal's remains, Chen Pingan was still used to treating her as a woman. However, there are some covert methods that involve confining souls and cultivating evil seeds in acupoints. For example, the evil cultivators of Flying Eagle Castle raised ghost fetuses in the heart of the castle owner's wife. Chen Ping'an is not good at cracking this method. Shirou herself is a ghost and has the ability to refine. The process of immortal transformation, coupled with Cui Dongshan's secret teaching, Shi Rou is familiar with these insidious ways, and her intuition is even sharper.

But Shi Rou is now walking in the world in a "Du Mao" skin, which is a bit troublesome.

If Liu Qingqing insists on not letting Shi Rou touch her body, refuses to let Shi Rou help detect the deficiency and weakness of her Qi pulse, and cries, makes trouble, and hangs herself, it will be very difficult.

Chen Pingan twisted the talisman and walked to Zhao Ya. There was nothing strange about the talisman, and it was still burning slowly. Zhao Ya felt it was magical. After asking, and with Chen Pingan's permission, she stretched out her fingers and approached the yellow paper talisman, and found that there was no burning at all. feeling. Chen Pingan came to Liu Qingqing's side with a smile. The remaining half of the talisman suddenly burst into flames the size of a palm and burned up instantly.

Chen Pingan asked: "Miss Liu, did that boy ever give you a token of love? Did Miss Liu accidentally carry it with her?"

These words were said in a subtle and innocuous way.

Liu Qingqing was about to speak but stopped.

Zhao Ya said softly: "Miss, when is this?"

Seeing Zhao Ya's pitiful eyes full of pleading, Liu Qingqing had no choice but to turn around, and finally took out a colorful silk sachet hanging in her arms, embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks.

Chen Pingan asked: "Can you give it to me to take a look?"

Liu Qingqing shook her head and refused.

Zhao Ya was almost dying of anxiety.

Chen Ping'an's eyes were clear, "Miss Liu is infatuated, and I, an outsider, dare not comment on it, but if this puts the whole family in danger, what if, I mean what if, Miss Liu trusts someone else, and you will give up your whole heart." , but the other party has plans. How should Miss Liu deal with herself in the end? Even if we don’t talk about the most extreme case, or the true love between Miss Liu and the foreign boy, we will only talk about some intermediate things. I've seen this sachet, but it won't diminish the love between Miss Liu and the boy at all, but it will make Miss Liu feel at ease with her conscience towards the Liu family and the Lion Garden."

As Chen Pingan spoke, he actually thought of the father and daughter Zhu He and Zhu Lu who accompanied him on his first trip to the Sui Dynasty.

Just for a word of love, the young girl Zhu Lu was willing to fly into the flames for Li Baozhen, the second son of the Li family on Fulu Street. She was resolute and resolute, giving up everything no matter what, and still felt that she had a clear conscience.

Liu Qingqing's eyes were red, and she tremblingly handed out her beloved sachet.

The guilt for my lover became more and more intense in my heart. Handing over the sachet felt like cutting out my heart. My hands were empty and my heart was even more empty, so I turned around and cried.

Chen Ping'an took the sachet and took a closer look. Among the five colored silks, the black silk was made of fox fur that had previously fallen to the ground. The other four types were unknown for the time being.

Opening the sachet, there were just some begging items inside. Chen Pingan was afraid that his eyesight was too short to see the magic inside, so he turned to look at Shi Rou, who also shook his head and said softly: "The sachet is like a bright light at night. The lantern I set up can make it easier for the fox demon to find this lady, and there shouldn’t be much to say about what’s inside.”

Chen Pingan handed the sachet to Shi Rou, "Take it first."

In addition, Chen Ping'an also took out the demon-binding rope refined in Daoxuan Mountain out of thin air, using the golden dragon whiskers of the Nascent Soul Jiao in Jiaolonggou as the foundation of the magic weapon. Among all the strange magic weapons in the world, their appearance is also considered Extremely high. Shi Rou took the sachet in one hand and put it in her sleeve, and in the other she held a golden demon-binding rope that even a blind person could see. She felt a little less resentful in her heart. The sachet in her hand was not just a disaster, it was just that there was this extra thing. The root-bound demon rope was close to her, and Chen Ping'an made up for it by "making the best use of everything" for her.

Chen Ping'an said to Liu Qingqing: "Please ask Miss Liu to let us take a pulse. Many of the magic techniques on the mountain are very hidden. We can't tell any clues just by looking at the qi."

First he entered the boudoir, then asked her to hand over the sachet, and now there was the skin-to-skin contact.

Liu Qingqing was extremely miserable, with tears on her face. She glared at Chen Ping'an and choked, "Don't push yourself too far! Do you want me to take off my clothes after checking my pulse before you give up?"

Chen Pingan said calmly: "Of course not."

Liu Qingqing became so angry that she twisted her waist and lay on the flower-and-bird mirror. Her shoulders were shaking and she was sobbing. She said intermittently: "I want to see my father... If he were here... he wouldn't let you people humiliate me wantonly."

Chen Pingan thought for a while and said to Shi Rou: "I will escort you. You show up with your true colors and then help her feel her pulse."

Although Shi Rou has all kinds of prejudices against Chen Pingan, there is one thing that Shi Rou has no doubt about, that is, as long as Chen Pingan says what he says, he will actually do it.

Therefore, Zhao Ya, the maid, saw a beautiful woman in colorful clothes and long sleeves floating out of the old man's body. She was both real and fake, and it was thrilling for her to see.

Zhao Ya quickly shouted: "Miss, miss, look quickly."

Liu Qingqing wiped the tears on her face before turning her head, and then saw a strange woman whose appearance was higher than hers.

The old man from before was motionless on the spot, as if he was taking a nap.

Shi Rou said expressionlessly, "Stretch out your hand."

Liu Qingqing was dumbfounded and raised her arms.

Shi Rou grabbed Liu Qingqing's wrist, which looked like a piece of snow-white lotus root.

While Shi Rou was checking the flow of Qi in Liu Qingqing's body, Chen Pingan, who continued to look at the room carefully, suddenly found that the maid was winking at him. Following Zhao Ya's hint, Chen Pingan saw a box of food that had not yet been put into the drawer. The exquisite small box was like a woman's box for rouge and gouache. Chen Pingan was silent, moved his steps, and opened it. There were several pills inside, exuding a slightly fishy smell. Chen Pingan pretended to have just discovered it by chance, and turned to face Liu Qingqing asked: "May I ask Miss Liu, are these pills in the Lion Garden's own tonics, or are they gifts from outside immortals?"

Zhao Ya felt that this young master with a sword on his back was really quick-thinking, more considerate, and always considerate of others.

Those other immortal masters from before were all so arrogant that they wished they could put the word "immortal" on their foreheads without saying anything. They also liked to speak in front of their young ladies, one by one, with fox monsters and evil deeds, falling into the young lady's ears. How not to be harsh and sad.

Liu Qingqing said timidly: "It's the reassurance he gave me. He said it can warm the body and calm the mind and nourish the energy."

Shi Rou had actually smelled the pungent smell of the medicine early, glanced at it, and sneered: "Safety pill, do you know what a real reassurance pill is? This is one of the side pills for raising ghosts and making puppets in the world. After taking it, The souls of living people or ghosts gradually solidified, and the structure of the vessel was finalized. The three souls and seven souls that were originally wandering and free were like the soil of the mountains and fields where porcelain was made. In the end, they were kneaded into the embryo of the vessel bit by bit to warm and nourish the body? "

Shi Rou smiled and sarcastically said: "Of course, it is also possible that he is Miss Liu's lover, who would say that this is the immortal family on the mountain, a superior secret method that repairs the congenital deficiencies and incomplete bones of the younger members of the family, and helps ordinary people without cultivation qualifications to reach heaven in one step. This kind of The words are not entirely false, but the caves on the mountain that are willing to do this are either small families with little potential, or they are in a bad situation and are full of worries, so they must have more backward monks who take shortcuts. After all, after taking The reassurance pill named 'Broken Head Pill' has endless troubles and is rejected by the world. People are half-dead and ghosts are half-living ghosts. People are neither humans nor ghosts. The most ruthless method is to become a good container to carry the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers. Someone breaks the money jar and empties the money in it. As for what will happen to the broken jar, haha, either the soul will be gone and there will be no afterlife, or if the soul is not lost after death, it will become a fierce ghost."

Shi Rou said it bluntly.

Zhao Ya turned pale upon hearing this.

Liu Qingqing was frightened at first, but she still refused to give up. She quickly found a reasonable explanation for herself. She just thought that this woman had a low vision and could not see the deeper and magical effect of the reassurance pill.

Chen Pingan's face was gloomy.

This kind of fairy technique.

Isn’t it similar to the natal porcelain fired from Lizhu Dongtian?

If Chen Ping'an first changed his route, instead of going to the capital, and chose to go to the Lion Garden to swim in the muddy water, it was for the scholar mentioned by the incense hander at the Hebo Temple, and for the saying "Wherever there are demons causing trouble, there must be the Celestial Master's Peach Wood Sword." , because Chen Pingan was thinking about his good friend Zhang Shanfeng, the Tianshi whose surname was outside Longhu Mountain. If Zhang Shanfeng had not followed his master to Longhu Mountain and heard about this, he would definitely come here.

So now Chen Pingan really doesn't believe in evil. A scourge that may even be a disguised fox demon can really do evil, not only messing with the fortunes of the landscape and coveting the cultural fortunes of the Liu family, but also killing people, with sinister intentions. , the methods are so vicious that even one death is not enough.

Chen Ping'an went to the door, first asked Pei Qian to enter the boudoir, and then asked Zhu Lian to immediately go to the Lion Garden to ask for gold ingots from the imperial officials, grind them into powder, and make the more gold paint the better.

He wants to draw a talisman to win!

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As an old woman from the Lion Garden area, she did not follow her to the embroidery building. The reason was that with Chen Xianshi in charge of her boudoir, Liu Qingqing would have no worries for the time being. She needed to protect many of the Liu family's children, including Old Minister Liu.

In Liu's ancestral hall, the old woman was free from the five fox demon ropes that imprisoned her. She was full of energy.

In fact, the successive heads of the Liu family all knew the Lady of the Willow Tree who was older than the Lion Garden. Every year, a large portion of the rich incense offerings to honor the ancestors included this deity who protected the Liu family.

At this time, the ancestral hall was overcrowded, and many servants who were not qualified to enter were still brought in by Old Minister Liu and the housekeeper Old Zhao. If this matter spreads out, it is inevitable that Mr. Liu will be labeled as "insulting his gentlemen and blaspheming his ancestors".

Old Minister Liu and more than twenty members of the Liu clan were gathering in a secluded area of ​​the ancestral hall. It was the first time in their lives for many of them to see the Lady of the Willow Tree with their own eyes.

In addition, there are two people with foreign surnames who have lived in this lion garden for many years. They stand on the edge and will not comment on Liu's family affairs.

There is a private school in Lion Park. After a highly respected scholar resigned thirty years ago, an unknown teacher was hired.

This is also a strange thing. At that time, the temple and Wenlin were all curious about which scholar could be respected by Old Minister Liu and serve as a teacher for the Liu family's children.

It was just that the eldest son of the old minister Liu later passed the imperial examination smoothly but did not attract attention. He was only a Jinshi, and his ranking was still very low. His articles on craftsmanship, as well as poems and poems, were not outstanding. Compared with the master Liu, who was full of wonderful pens, he could be said to be outstanding. The father of a tiger is a son of a dog, so he has no interest in guessing the identity of the new teacher. How can a disciple who has devoted himself to teaching him be so good? How can a teacher be any better?

As for Liu Qingshan, he was just like his father Liu Jingting when he was young. He was a famous prodigy with great literary talent, but this was his own ability and had little to do with his husband's knowledge.

At this time, Liu Jingting and Liu Shu Empress had a dispute.

Lady Liushu’s opinion is that no matter what, she must work hard and even ask the young man surnamed Chen to kill the monster at face value. He must not be allowed to save people but not kill monsters. He must be allowed to eradicate the roots. , leaving no further trouble.

Liu Jingting then talked about Nu Guan's action to destroy the illusion of the fox demon.

Lady Liushu responded with a sneer. If the Lion Garden pinned all its hopes on a foreign Taoist girl, the end would not be much better.

The eldest daughter Liu Qingya said weakly, but Master Chen Xian was also a foreigner.

Empress Liu Shu glanced sideways at the woman with long hair and short knowledge, and was so frightened that the latter quickly shut up.

Then the old woman made a thought-provoking sentence: "That young man named Chen is a scholar after all!"

After weighing the situation, Liu Jingting was still unwilling to tie the young man to the Lion Garden by any dirty means against his will.

Empress Liu Shu pointed at the old servant's nose and cursed mercilessly, "Seven generations of the Liu family have worked hard to achieve this situation. You Liu Jingting is dead, and the incense is cut off in your hands. You have no shame." Going to see the ancestors? Are they worthy of the names on the tablets in the Lion Garden Ancestral Hall? In order to protect the orthodoxy of the Tang family, he died with a stick. In order to save the bones of a loyal minister, he wandered three thousand miles and died. In order to benefit an official, he died after exhausting his energy and blood. You need me to report their fate to you. Name? "

Liu Jingting's face was full of sorrow.

The old woman continued to scold: "If you are not thick-skinned and act like a bullshit old servant, then you Liu family will never be able to pass this hurdle. If you Liu Jingting dies, you will die. You will also cause the Lion Garden to change your surname, your children to be scattered, and the library to be destroyed." There are so many rare and rare books, how many of them will be left in Liu Qingshan's twilight years?"

Liu Jingting was speechless.

Others were even more afraid to speak.

There was silence for a long time, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Finally, Liu Qingshan, who was limping, took a few steps forward and said to the old woman: "Ms. Liushu, it seems that you made a mistake."

The old woman narrowed her eyes, "Oh? Why do you want to teach me, little kid?"

Liu Qingshan said solemnly: "My Liu family can pass on to this day and have an endless incense. It is because of the integrity of our ancestors, the ancestral precepts and family rules, and the strict abide by our descendants. That's why today, when one side of the Lion Garden is in trouble, there is support from all directions. If I did something against my will and etiquette today, even if I am lucky enough to save this lion garden, my family tradition of the Liu family will no longer be upright from today on."

The old woman laughed endlessly and said sarcastically: "Little boy, don't think that after reading a few books, you will have the ability to chat with the old man about all these things. Everyone is dead. A hundred years later, who will have the ability to talk to the old man except the Lion Garden anthology?" I miss you Mrs. Liu who is in trouble!"

Without giving the scholar Liu Qingshan a chance to speak, the old woman continued to laugh and said: "You are a cripple with no hope of fame, but you still have the shame to say such nonsense while standing and talking without pain in your back. Haha, can you, Liu Qingshan, stand firm now?"

In order to save his sister, Liu Qingshan secretly left the Lion Garden with the old Taoist immortal to search for the real righteous immortal master. However, he encountered misfortune on the way. His lameness was a physical pain, but his career was cut off and all his ambitions were in vain. , this is the biggest pain of Liu Qingshan, a scholar. For this reason, the maid Zhao Ya did not dare to mention this tragic incident to the lady at the embroidery building, otherwise Liu Qingqing, who had been closest to her second brother Liu Qingshan since childhood, would definitely feel guilty. In fact, the first time Liu Qingshan was carried back to the Lion Park, he asked his father Liu Jingting to hide the matter from his sister.

At this moment, Liushu Empress, the landowner who had protected the Lion Garden for more than two hundred years, opened the scars in her heart on the spot. Even Liu Qingshan, a scholar who had never lost his composure in front of all outsiders after being so lame, looked livid. Clench your fists.

The old woman continued to sprinkle salt on the young scholar's sadness, "Before I became lame, I still respected you. Now that you are lame, you, Liu Qingshan, are doomed to be a waste hiding in the lion garden and waiting to die. I advise you to stay still." Take off the couplet in the study as soon as possible, don’t you think it’s a joke?!”

Liu Jingting had a dark face, "Ms. Liushu, please stop this!"

The old woman snorted coldly.

Liu Jingting patted Erzi on the shoulder.

Liu Qingshan's eyes were filled with tears. He nodded to the father whom he respected the most in his life, indicating that he was fine, and then lowered his head with tears on his face.

In the world of life, a real man’s eyes must be filled with tears when his heart is broken.

There are two gentlemen in Shiziyuan Family School, one is a stern old man and the other is a gentle middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The latter frowned.

The old man shook his head gently, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar remained silent.

The housekeeper Lao Zhao, who had been waiting under the embroidery building, hurriedly ran into the ancestral hall, arrived at the side of Old Minister Liu and Lady Liu Shu, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Master Chen wants our Lion Garden to prepare gold paint for drawing talismans. We need official gold ingots to be ground into powder, Mr. Chen said the more the better, and then he drew talismans on the side of the embroidery building in the small street."

The old woman said sternly: "Why don't you hurry up and get ready? This little yellow and white thing doesn't matter!"

The old housekeeper turned to look at Liu Jingting.

The old servant nodded and said, "Go."

The old servant suddenly called to the old housekeeper and walked out quickly, "Old Zhao, I will go with you. I will also call some bold young men, but they must volunteer."

Unexpectedly, the old woman pressed the old servant's shoulder and said, "Are you going? Liu Jingting, have you lost your mind and gone crazy? If the fox demon breaks the jar, he will kill you first and then run away. Even if your daughter survives, By then, when the Lion Park is still a rotten mess, who will support the family? A lame man, or the mediocre eldest son who will barely be a county guard from now on?"

Liu Jingting's face was filled with anger.

Do you really think that Liu Jingting's career as an official for so many years is just a living thing? What is the purpose of this earthly prince in front of him who is so anxious and angry? At the end of the day, aren't you worried that if the incense of the Liu family in the Lion Garden is cut off, her golden body will be implicated? !

Seeing that Liu Jingting was unusually angry, the old woman hesitated slightly, took a soft breath, and tried to persuade her: "Scholars also warn you scholars that a gentleman will not stand behind a dangerous wall. You Liu Jingting, a weak scholar, can move a few gold ingots. You are not as good as any of the young men who work as a nurse in the Lion Garden, so what's the use of going there? Aren't you afraid that the fox demon will catch you and intimidate the Lion Garden?"

Liu Qingshan suddenly raised his head and said with firm eyes: "I'll go, even if I can't move many gold ingots, I can always avoid some mistakes by just watching."

Liu Jingting helped his son straighten his clothes and said, "Be careful. It doesn't matter if you don't become an official. A scholar who seizes a high position with evil intentions is no longer a real scholar. My son is lame and cannot be an official, but he can still be a scholar all his life." , Since you can’t govern the country and bring peace to the world, then you can cultivate yourself and your family, can you do that?”

Liu Qingshan finally smiled, "Dad, this is not difficult."

Liu Qingshan followed the old housekeeper and left the ancestral hall with a group of young servants from the Lion Garden, almost everyone enthusiastic about it. They looked impassioned.

Liu Jingting didn't even look at the old woman. He walked up to the two gentlemen with a foreign surname who were one generation older than him. He bowed and thanked him: "Thank you, Master Fu, Mr. Liu, for teaching me, Mr. Liu, a man who can pass down the family with integrity." student."

The old master still looked dull and didn't even nod slightly. Fortunately, the Lion Garden was not surprised by this. The old man always had such a stereotyped face in front of everyone.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and said, "It is the duty of a teacher to teach disciples and resolve their doubts."

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In a small courtyard lived four chivalrous men who came from afar and became guests of the Lion Garden earlier than Chen Pingan.

The young master whose surname is Dugu, the beautiful personal maid named Menglong, plus the master and apprentice monks who each raise a little raccoon dog and a green snake.

The two sides met by chance, and together they suppressed a mountain full of demons. Mr. Dugu put in more effort, but he only chose some common objects related to elegance, a few precious spiritual weapons, and a lot of fairy money, all of which were left to the master and apprentice.

The master and the apprentice thought about it privately and felt that the combined lives of the two of them were not worth the young master's long-term efforts to catch big fish, so he shamelessly hung out with the master and servant, and then actually took advantage of them, twice. Killing demons and slaying demons, and hundreds of snowflakes were spent. Of course, among them, the old monks were careful to test, and the noble prince who claimed to be from the Zhu Ying Dynasty really had a temper that did not compete with others for money.

The young master never took action and said that he was just a fool who had learned some three-legged cat kung fu. The master and the apprentice were not stupid, so they naturally didn't believe him.

But the maid took action several times, which was really scary.

She is a swordsman.

Not only that, he can actually use the legendary Xiantang magic to control a three-foot-tall night wandering god!

The maid Meng Long is not an old witch with a childlike appearance, she is actually a woman who is less than twenty years old.

A sword cultivator who is about to enter the fifth level. His several ruthless attacks have clearly reached the level of the Cave Mansion Realm.

Taking a genius who has great hopes of becoming an Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator and treating him as a maid serving tea and water, the latter takes it as a matter of course.

Anyone with any brains knows that Mr. Dugu’s background is bottomless.

It's a pity that the old man racked his brains and couldn't find any big shot named Dugu in the Zhu Ying Dynasty. After searching south and north, he was able to find two powerful families and sects, either the mainstay of a country's temple, or There is a golden elixir in the family, but compared to the young man's family background that has surfaced, it still doesn't quite fit.

After thinking about it, I just thought it was the Zhu Ying Dynasty where there were many swordsmen. There were too many old bastards sinking under the water, and the young people came from a certain fairy family mansion that didn't like to be public.

This is also the reason why Master and Disciple, a wild cultivator who has no profit and can't afford to go early, dares to encourage the master and servant to come to the Lion Garden to slay the demon.

At this moment, Young Master Dugu stood at the window, looking at the unusual sky outside, "It seems that the young man named Chen got his tail hurt by stepping on that fox demon. It would be better this way, and we don't need to take action, but it's just a pity." Among the three things in the Lion Garden, the calligraphy and painting and the plum vase are both first-class and exquisite. I wonder if Chen will be willing to part with them and buy them for me."

The maid Menglong smiled and said: "Those who know the goods are all attracted by the useless ancestral magic weapon left in Liu's hands. It's good for the young master, he only wants that thing that is not worth a few gods' coins."

Mr. Dugu sighed, "Now that things have happened, we have to run around and work hard again."

Meng Long also frowned, "Sir, looking for clues like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It seems a bit difficult."

The young man said helplessly: "There is no other convenient way, so we can only use this stupidest method. Let's just relax and wait for news from the mountain while walking around."

Menglong was a little angry, "We found those who were willing to talk, but we didn't know anything. Those who were unwilling to speak had a big background. We can't reveal our identities and we can't afford to provoke them. Those guys rely on their Ju Luzhou status. The eyes are not eyes, and the nose is not nose. What's so great about it? Isn't it just that I have lived for a hundred or more hundred years, and now my state is higher? Let me see, in less than thirty years, the young master can have one Hands on them."

The lonely young master ignored the maid's complaint, "Let's find the young woman first."

Meng Long was sitting at the table, with nothing to do, playing with the chess pieces on the table and moving them randomly, "I only know a name, and it's just an unknown little monk on the Dajiu Mountain ferry. The clues are really there." It's too little. If the wandering monk hadn't talked about her, we would have had flies spinning around. Young Master, I feel a little homesick. Don't lie to me. If we find the little monk, we will go home. .”

Mr. Dugu turned around and joked: "Hey, you are a low-level Qi practitioner, how dare you call others a little monk?"

Meng Long smiled and said: "But I am a swordsman after all."

Mr. Dugu glared and pretended to be angry: "Jian Xiu is a brave man who eats money and hurts his feelings. What's there to boast about?"

Meng Long covered his mouth and smiled sweetly, "Others can say this, but the young master cannot. Not to mention that the fairy money that I have already eaten will definitely be earned back in the future. Isn't it just a drop in the bucket if I put it in the young master's house?"

Mr. Dugu shook his head, "When you truly reach the middle five realms, you won't talk like that. An Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator will spend at least double the amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures spent on the path of cultivation as an ordinary land immortal."

Meng Long nodded and said softly: "My lord and mistress, they really spend money like water, otherwise we would not be inferior to the Fu family of Old Longcheng."

Mr. Dugu laughed angrily and said, "How dare you dare to criticize my parents in front of me?"

Menglong said coquettishly: "Young master is a good man, what do you have to be afraid of?"

Young Master Dugu smiled and said, "Sooner or later, it will be the married daughter who throws the water away. Young Master, I am the one who has been taken advantage of."

Meng Long shook his head and said: "I don't want to marry. What are you doing marrying those embroidered pillows? This slave will only follow the young master in this life."

Mr. Dugu was noncommittal and turned around to look at the sky, "That fox demon is acting strangely and is very difficult to deal with. I hope that young man, together with the sword-wielding female crown, can be safe."

Menglong smiled and said, "Young master is really a bodhisattva."

Mr. Dugu laughed at himself: "I thought I could buy those two things with just money and no effort. As for the ending inside and outside the lion garden, I have no interest in it. Is it good or bad, dead or not?" You have to ask for your life."

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About half an hour later, Zhu Lian, the old steward, and Liu Qingshan arrived at the embroidery building, each carrying a jar of special gold paint the size of a wine pot.

In the embroidery building, Shi Rou's ghost has returned to the immortal's body and is sitting in the corner with her eyes closed to rest.

At first, Pei Qian only regretted that he couldn't copy the book, otherwise he would have one less homework to do today and would be bored waiting.

Later, Zhao Ya saw that the little girl had a talisman on her forehead, which was very interesting, so she approached her and struck up a conversation. After going back and forth, she took Pei Qian, who had already been interested but was embarrassed to speak, to look at the luan cage. After letting Pei Qian take a closer look, it was eye-opening. .

Neither the old steward nor Liu Qingshan went up the stairs and returned to the ancestral hall together.

Before leaving, Liu Qingshan bowed to the height of the embroidered building.

Inside the room, Chen Ping'an took the brush, and Zhu Lian held a clay pot "inkstone" filled with gold lacquer "ink" next to him, and took the lead in drawing symbols on a pillar.

These are all talismans that Chen Ping'an learned from the "Authentic Book of Alchemy" given by Li Xisheng.

The nib of the pen is dipped in gold paint, and the pen tip is full.

Chen Ping'an didn't need to say anything more, Zhu Lian shook his shoulders and said with a smile: "Master, please."

Chen Ping'an stood on tiptoe, holding a brush in his hand, stepped on Zhu Lian's shoulder, and began to draw the pagoda demon-suppressing talisman on the top of the pillar, finishing it in one go.

Zhu Lian squatted slightly on his knees, and then used his robe, golden wine, and water palace to accumulate spiritual energy. He drew the same demon-suppressing talisman in a different way, and then drew another one.

After two pictures, Chen Ping'an stepped on Zhu Lian's shoulders again and drew talismans all over the beams of the house.

After landing, continue to draw talismans on the walls and windows of the boudoir window. In addition to the most targeted demon-suppressing talisman, there are three other types. The most basic meditation and tranquility talisman and the filth-dispelling and dust-cleansing talisman found in the original alchemy book, and then the There are several yang energy lanterns painted on the doorway.

During this period, Zhu Lian asked softly: "Master, do you want to rest for a while?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said nothing, "Maybe the big demon is already on its way, so we can't delay. Drawing more is a good thing."

The talisman painting in the boudoir is completed.

Chen Ping'an only used up half a can of gold paint, and then went to the corridor outside the house. He continued to draw the demon-suppressing talisman on the railing where the beauty was, and tried to draw a few imperial sword talismans and lock-cutting talismans, which were relatively difficult.

The talisman is completed, but after the talisman is completed, how long the aura lasts and how long it can resist the invasion and infiltration of the evil spirit is one thing, and how much the impact of the great magic can be withstood is another.

Chen Ping'an can only be like a diligent farmer. His own land is barren and not fertile, so the harvest per acre of land is effective, so he must win by quantity.

There was still gold paint left in the jar. Chen Pingan stepped on the railing of the corridor outside the house, floated to the roof with Zhu Lian, and squatted on the ridge to draw symbols.

Pei Qian finally found a chance to show off. Chen Ping'an had just started to draw a few talismans, so he showed off to his maid Zhao Ya. He crossed his arms across his chest and raised his head high, "Sister Ya'er, isn't my master good at drawing talismans? What do you think? Are some of the flower-and-bird seal scripts good-looking? Are they very elegant?"

Zhao Ya is not a practitioner, so she can't tell the depth of Chen Pingan's talisman skills. However, she is Miss Liu Qingqing's personal maid, and she is quite knowledgeable about music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I really don't think that the white-clothed immortal master is good at talismans. The ancient seal script was written in such a penetrating way, but even after Pei Qian asked, she had no choice but to say a few perfunctory words, trying not to disappoint the little girl.

Unexpectedly, after listening to Zhao Ya's dry words of agreement, Pei Qian shook his head and said, "Sister Ya'er, you don't understand. Fortunately, my master's calligraphy... has a fairy spirit!"

Pei Qian was very satisfied with his impromptu statement.

Zhao Ya couldn't help laughing, and pretended to be enlightened and said: "I see, it's my fault for being blind. I can't help it. After all, I'm not a god on your mountain, so I can't see the real way."

Pei Qian saw at a glance that she was still perfunctory with him, so he rolled his eyes secretly, too lazy to say anything else, and continued to lie on the table, eyes wide open, looking at the scenery inside the cage.

Big eyes stare at small eyes.

Many weird spirits in the cage flew out of the attic and looked at the little black girl together.

Zhao Ya walked to Liu Qingqing and said in surprise: "Miss, do you feel it? It seems that the room is much fresher and brighter?"

Liu Qingqing said bitterly: "I don't feel it."

Zhao Ya moved a stool and sat next to her, gently holding her young lady's cold little hand.

Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian fell back to the corridor outside the house. Zhu Lian, empty-handed, asked Shi Rou to pick up the remaining two cans of gold paint. Shi Rou didn't know what was going on, but still did as she was told. She couldn't afford to offend this eighth-level martial artist now. , before, Zhu Lian in the small courtyard was so murderous that he did not hide it at all, and pointed the finger directly at her, Shi Rou, which actually frightened her.

Pei Qian saw Chen Pingan with sweat on his face and ran over quickly, "Master, can I wipe your sweat?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and shook his head, "Shi Rou and I will go to various places in the Lion Garden to continue drawing talismans. In this way, whenever there is any disturbance, the talismans will respond. Zhu Lian is here to protect you, so there won't be much danger, Fox Demon Even if I come here, as long as I can't open the doors and windows of the embroidered building for a while, I can rush back."

Pei Qian patted the bamboo sword on his waist, nodded and said: "Master, don't worry, I will protect Miss Liu and Sister Ya'er!"

Chen Pingan patted her little head and said softly: "Protect yourself first."

Pei Qian smiled broadly.

Zhu Lian smiled and said nothing.

Just now on the roof, Chen Ping'an had quietly told him to protect Pei Qian.

That implication.

It made Zhu Lian feel very comfortable.

If he really wanted to follow a young master who was gradually becoming a moral saint and aspired to the throne of the Confucian Temple, Zhu Lian would only be miserable.

Chen Pingan and Shi Rou fell from the embroidery building to the yard.

Chen Ping'an asked Shi Rou to teach her one of the clay pots, "Go and remind Mr. Dugu's group and the pair of Taoist monks. If you like, go and guard near the ancestral hall. It's best to choose a high place with a wide view." place, maybe the fox demon will appear somewhere soon."

Shi Rou left silently to report the news.

On an arch bridge in the Lion Garden, a young man in black robe and a female crowned with a magic sword stood at both ends, facing each other.

The handsome young man held down the bridge railing with one hand, took the railing and turned into powder, "Stinky Taoist Sister, are you really determined to stop me?"

The female crown stood on the bridge railing and shook her head, "Stop me? I want to kill you to get the treasure."

The handsome young man's face changed slightly.

The female crown in the master's sword room sneered: "You are greedy for human fortune, you monster, you can't cross the thunder pool in more than one and a half steps."

The handsome young man gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you curious why I, as a monster, can plan this matter so brazenly in the capital next to the Emperor Tang's bed?"

The middle-aged female crown held the sword at her waist and said, "Worldly trivial matters have nothing to do with me."