"A girl has no way to repay her righteousness, and her family is poor and hard to thank her. If the girl doesn't dislike her, this calligraphy and painting will be given to her." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said, and walked back quickly to get the calligraphy and painting.

Li Luotang wanted to refuse, but was afraid that the middle-aged Confucian scholar would misunderstand. She despised the thank-you gifts too lightly. In this entanglement, the middle-aged Confucian scholar had already come with calligraphy and paintings.

"Miss, please accept it." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said sincerely.

"Okay." Li Luotang took the calligraphy and painting, and painted a man in a boat, a straw hat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

The poems next to the painting are like iron hooks and silver strokes, majestic and elegant, and have a great style.

Seeing the signature, Li Luotang was shocked, "The double-great scholar Zhong Wanli!"

Zhong Wanli's eyes flashed slightly, "I didn't expect that after years of seclusion, someone else knew that he was in seclusion."

"I'll listen to what my father said." Li Luotang rolled up calligraphy and paintings.

"I wonder who Ling Zun is?" Zhong Wanli asked.

"My father Li Haoyang."

Zhong Wanli smiled, "You are Xiao Tangtang."

"Do you know me?" Li Luotang asked in surprise.

Zhong Wanli smiled, "When you are full moon, your father sent invitations to relatives and friends. Everyone knows the world's number one magic sword and is happy to win a thousand gold."

Li Luotang smiled awkwardly. It turned out that when she was full of the moon, she was already famous all over the world.

Although Zhong Wanli has a good reputation in the world and is also a friend of Li Haoyang, he can identify his identity with just a calligraphy and painting, which is too hasty.

Don't tell her anything, she is skilled and brave.

Only by being careful can you sail a thousand-year-old ship.

There is no harm in walking around the world.

Li Luotang politely rejected Zhong Wanli and asked her to go to his house for an invitation.

Zhong Wanli also knew her concerns, so she did not force her to invite her, but whispered: "There are many people from Xi'an recently, and the market is not peaceful. Don't go to remote places to avoid being plotted against."

Without Zhong Wanli's words, Li Luotang also saw many people in the martial arts world.

Zhong Wanli said again: "If you can't handle it, come here to find me. If I'm not here, you can go to Miaozi Street to find me."

"I know Uncle Zhong, thank you Uncle Zhong." Li Luotang took away the calligraphy and painting, and also bought the gourd tool.

After leaving the market, Li Luotang took Xiang'er to the restaurant.

The restaurant’s signature dish is: Ziyang Steamed Basin.

This is a big dish with rich ingredients, including chicken, pig's trotters, fungus, egg dumplings, cuttlefish...

I heard from the guy that this dish should be steamed for at least two hours apart from the fire.

It also has a mellow soup and a good taste.

The two of them ordered this dish, sat on the table in the corner, and feasted.

After the meal, Li Luotang took Xiang'er to continue shopping, "If it doesn't rain tonight, we will go out of the city to play in Zhongnan Mountain tomorrow."

It’s not interesting to always wander around the city, and it’s easy to meet people from the world.

Look, there are four in front of them.

Four strong men wearing hats, covering their faces, stout figures, wearing the same black outfit, and showing weapons on their shoulders.

They were filled with a bad aura, which scared pedestrians on the road to avoid them, fearing that they would cause unintentional disasters.

Li Luotang also stood honestly on the side of the road, and she didn't want to cause trouble at all.

At this time, a thin juggler squeezed out from the crowd on the roadside, and he kept throwing four black balls with his hands.

He threw the ball and walked towards the four people. It was obvious that he was coming to the four people.

The four strong men stopped and shouted loudly, "Get out."

"The road is facing the sky, go one side, you guys get out, you guys get out." The juggler said unceremoniously.

"You are tired of living, looking for death."

"You are looking for death." The juggler responded without showing any weakness.

"It seems that you are coming for our brothers."

The juggler smiled, "No, there is still some strength in his eyes."

After he finished speaking, he threw the ball in his hand at the four.

The four people flashed and avoided it. The ball hit the ground and cracked, and the black juice inside flowed out, emitting a foul smell.

Li Luotang covered his mouth and nose. Even if this juggler is a martial arts master, he is also a master who has gone through three paths.

Too unspecified.

The four strong men were also furious and waved their big fists to the juggler.

The juggler took out two more balls from his arms while retreating.

The ball hit the strong man's fist and cracked, but what flowed out was not black juice but green water.

"Ah!" the strong man screamed.

The black juice is just smelly and the damage is not very good.

The green water is corrosive. Although it does not corrode the strong man's hands into white bones at once, it also corrodes a big hole in the back of his hands.

The water in the juggler's ball was so scary that the people who were watching were retreating several feet away.

If the juggler's ball is not accurately lost, they will be too innocent.

In fact, they were too worried. There were only two jugglers who were loading corrosive liquids, and they were gone if they lost.

The juggler smiled and turned around and used his light skills to escape.

"Damn it, don't try to escape." The four strong men went to chase after him.

In a blink of an eye, the figures of the five people disappeared in the distance.

The street has recovered, and as for the four pools of black water, no one has to clean up for the time being.

"Xiang'er, do you see it? This is the world of the world." Li Luotang commented.

Xiang'er followed Li Luotang back to the inn thoughtfully.

It didn't rain that night, and the stars were dotted, indicating that tomorrow would be a good weather.

The next day, in the warm sun in the early winter, Li Luotang took Xiang'er to Zhongnan Mountain.

Zhongnan Mountain is also known as Taiyi Mountain and Zhounan Mountain, abbreviated as Nanshan. The Nanshan in "Shoubi Nanshan" refers to it.

In the travel notes, Zhongnan Mountain describes the beauty of the endless mountains and rivers in Guanzhong, with Zhongnan as the most powerful one.

Zhongnan Mountain also has the beautiful titles of "Immortal Capital", "Crown of the Cave Heaven" and "The No. 1 Blessing Land in the World".

Since I have arrived in Xi'an, of course I have to visit Zhongnan Mountain.

Even if the terrain of Zhongnan Mountain is dangerous, the valleys are crisscrossed, and the roads are rugged.

"Do you want help?" Li Luotang asked with a smile while pulling the horse.

"No, I can do it." Xiang'er raised her legs and stepped on the kickstick.

He tried hard to turn the horse on his back, but he was young and lacked strength and could not pedal up no matter how hard he was.

"Don't be stubborn." Li Luotang went over and helped him.

Xiang'er sat on the horse and Li Luotang handed him the reins.

"Don't be afraid, Aunt Li can save you before you fall." Li Luotang said with a smile.

"I won't let myself fall." Xiang'er straightened her body and said with a tight face.

Li Luotang smiled, walked to the side of the horse she rode, and turned over with a neat and neat way.

In the city, I rode my horse slowly and bought a few cakes for lunch.

Only after leaving the city did the horse run.

This is the first time Xiang'er has ridden a horse alone, and the horse is not running fast.

Li Luotang kept a distance of half a horse from him, so that if Xiang'er was unstable, she would have time to rescue him.

Xiang'er was quite successful. Even though he was so upset all the way, he gritted his teeth and insisted on sitting on the horse's back.

They soon arrived at the foot of the mountain, where there was a teahouse at the foot of the mountain, where horses could be stored.

Xiang'er's practice was not in vain. He rolled down from his horse and stood on the ground, steadily.
Chapter completed!