He bought this bow. I can’t break the rules and take the initiative to tell him that this bow is too hot.”

Du Xiucai smiled and said: "But if this deal is really done, you will be able to completely remove your shackles. You no longer need to rely on a hundred thousand armored soldiers to cut off that man's head to get out of trouble. After all, it is a good thing. We are alone.

I am a prisoner of a painting, and I have to wait here for hundreds and thousands of years, repeating the scene year after year, day after day, it is really tiring, and I feel sick just looking at it."

The man grinned and said, "If I have wine to drink, I promise not to vomit a drop."

Du Xiucai smiled and threw out a jug of wine. The bearded man took the jug, smelled the fragrance of the wine, and his face was intoxicated. Then he was filled with sadness and murmured: "I used to carry a bow with a sword and travel around the world on a donkey. I just like

I drank so much that I can’t even bear to take a sip now.”

Over at the famous shop, the young shopkeeper was flipping through a book, as if flipping through a book was like looking at mountains and rivers. He had a clear view of Chen Ping'an's entry into the city. He smiled and nodded, and said to himself: "The mountain of books is never empty, and there are no wrongful paths for pedestrians."

When going down the mountain, you never go empty-handed. The more you go round and round, the more you will benefit from it throughout your life. Shen Xiaokan, Shen Xiaokan, why do you not know one question and three? In a night boat, knowing something is knowing it, and not knowing it is not knowing. This is knowing."

He immediately became confused, shook his head, and sighed: "Does this City Lord Shao have any grudge against you? Are you sure you will fall in love with that bow? So you are determined to tear down a pillar of the Three Religions yourself. In this way,

In the future, on the road of cultivation, I may have to hurt some opportunities of Taoism."

Because before Chen Pingan came to this store to buy books, Shao Baojuan came here first and spent money to buy all the books related to that famous allusion. There were hundreds of them. So Chen Pingan came here first.

Buying books was originally the right choice, but Shao Baojuan got there first by pretending to leave Entry City.

He pinched the shopkeeper and thought for a while, but it was rare for him to walk out of the shop. He looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "Friend Lu Dao, aren't you being implicated by me? It's superfluous. This guy seems to be getting further and further away from the Taoist sect, causing you to suffer another blow for no reason."

sword'?"

The young foreigner who has just boarded the ship is both a Confucian scholar who needs to be rigorous in his studies, and a swordsman who needs to travel far and wide. So today, whether to hand over a Confucian chronicle book or a book from the Taoist shop, whichever of the two

The time is still quite different. Otherwise, if Shao Baojuan hadn't interfered with it, handing over a famous book would have been harmless. But this person actually only asked for the word "Haoliang" before, not for raising swords and gourds.

The young shopkeeper was standing outside the shop door, saying apologetic words but with a smile on his face.

Chen Ping'an and his party returned to the bearded man's stall. He squatted down, kept one of the books, and took out the other four. Three books were stacked on top of the cotton stall, holding one in his hand. All four books recorded a story about "

Chen Pingan then gave the last Taoist book "Shou Bai Lun" with the fewest allusions to the stall owner. Chen Pingan obviously wanted to choose this Taoist book in exchange.

As for the shopkeeper of the famous bookstore, it is not really a plot against Chen Ping'an. It is more like pushing the boat along with the current. Where to dock at the ferry still depends on the punter's own choice. What's more, if there is no reminder from the shopkeeper,

Chen Pingan estimated that he would have to travel at least half of the city before he could find out the answer. And intentionally or unintentionally, Chen Pingan did not take out the book from the Confucian Chronicles.

After seeing Chen Pingan take out four books, the man was a little relieved at first. However, when Chen Pingan handed over the Taoist Tibetan classics, the man glanced at the title of the book, froze on the spot, and hesitated. He was not in a hurry to take it.

He looked at the books and said with confusion on his face: "Haven't you ever been to a famous bookstore?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I went, but I couldn't buy the book. It doesn't matter, and I have to thank someone, otherwise it would be embarrassing for me to sell a book from a famous store. Maybe in my heart, I still

I feel a little sorry for the senior shopkeeper whom I have admired for a long time."

In the weapons shop not far away, Du Xiucai was drinking wine leisurely behind the counter with a strange smile. Who was he from the Confucian Temple, and could he speak so well at such a young age?

At least Mr. Fu Sheng, who has made a special trip to Ji Dog City twice and traveled to Toutiao City once, will definitely not be able to teach such a student.

The man nodded and took the book with confidence. Even though he was no longer in the world, the morality of the world still had to exist. The man looked at the other three books on the ground and said with a smile: "Then let's talk to the young master.

It’s a small thing that is not a bad rule. First, Jing Man Shou Liao, and then I got the treasure bow of Chu. So in this city, I changed my name to Jing Chu. You can actually call me Zhang San. This little bow on the ground has a good rank.

It’s not low, I would like to congratulate you here.”

When the man said this, Pei Qian suddenly brightened up when he heard this. He used to watch those romance novels with Sister Baoping and Li Huai, and during that time he saw this curly-bearded hero with the pseudonym "Zhang San".

Moreover, this senior martial artist also had a donkey to ride on! However, those books were all unofficial histories and novels about martial arts. At that time, Pei Qian and the others thought that the bearded man was a made-up character.

Of course, the man didn't know what the little girl was thinking, but he just said to himself: "Mrs. Kongtong, who was born as a prostitute in Benmo City, and I have an old grudge with a deputy city lord she serves. Fengjun previously said that Kongtong

Madam is from Dianjing City, so of course she deliberately deceived you with her words. The Fengjun probably reached an agreement secretly with the Lord of Shao City."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I went to Niaoju Mountain to reminisce with the old immortal Feng. This junior already knows about this. It should be that City Lord Shao is afraid that I will leave for Benmo City immediately and ruin his good deeds, making him unable to do anything.

Get the opportunity from Mrs. Kongtong."

In fact, once Chen Pingan found Shao Baojuan, it was not by chance. As for Shao Baojuan, as the lord of a city, he seemed to be very confident in the entry city. Why was Chen Pingan so worried about his attack in that last city?

I don’t know at the moment, and I really can’t guess. In the city of the end of the world, putting the cart before the horse? Abandoning the root and choosing the last? What’s more, just talking about the nature of mind in metaphysics, there are countless analysis of the two words of the root and the end. Chen Ping’an is very knowledgeable about these.

A layman. The foundation of Benmo City is much more strange and weird than Toutiao City, where one can understand the true meaning at first glance, and can verify the truth by looking at a few bookstores. So what is the explanation? God knows.

The man continued: "The twelve cities all have nicknames. For example, Benmo City is also called the Absurd City. The people and things in the city are only more absurd than the Chui Gong City where emperors and monarchs of all dynasties gathered together."

After the three things were said, the man actually did not need to ask Chen Pingan to decide whether the bow was good or bad. Because the book itself handed over by Chen Pingan was a choice and an answer.

To the surprise of the bearded guest, Chen Ping'an took out another book, but he did not put it on top of the three stacked books on the cotton cloth, but put it aside alone.

Zhang San looked down at the book, then looked up at the little girl in black standing in the basket, and immediately said with a smile: "Then let me tell you one more thing. You really want to go to Benmo City, so you need to be careful.

You can rest assured.”

Chen Ping'an couldn't stop him, so he had to give up. In fact, he originally wanted to ask Shao Baojuan what city lord he was. Otherwise, if he asked how to get to Benmo City, he could ignore the eviction order from Li Juro of Benmo City. Benmo

The city wants to drive people away, but does not tell them how to leave the city. This is very unjust. There is no such way of hospitality in the world.

The man picked up the small bow, and Chen Ping'an picked up the four books on the cotton cloth, put them in his sleeves, and then took the ancient bow that was recorded in the history books as shooting dragons at Yunmeng Garden, but it was only a real income.

There is nothing hidden in the sleeves.

The man didn't care about this, but looked a little appreciative. How can you be careful when walking in the world? He squatted down, grabbed the two corners of the cotton cloth, wrapped it casually, wrapped all the items, carried them in his hands, and then

He took out a booklet, handed it to Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "My wish has been fulfilled, the cage has been broken. Either you can just accept these items with peace of mind, or you can hand them over to the public city. What do you say? If you accept them, this booklet will be

It comes in handy, it records the respective clues of the items sold at the stall."

Chen Ping'an took the booklet and package, and with extremely skillful movements, he slung the cotton package across his body.

The bearded man cupped his fists and saluted, "Goodbye!"
Chapter completed!