After Lu Chen left the Qingliang Sect of Beijuluzhou, he did not return to Baiyujing directly. Instead, he took the Artemisia Annua Kingdom first. On the Cave Fairy Street, he met the scholar surnamed Chen, who should have been surnamed Li, and then secretly returned to Baopingzhou to meet an old friend who was very different from his realm but could not underestimate his identity.

After crossing the sea from Beijuluzhou, he rushed south and rushed over the land of Baopingzhou. Unexpectedly, the sage of the Confucian Temple who was in charge of the sky was also an old acquaintance, so he chatted with Lu Chen for a few words.

Lu Chen felt that this reminiscence with little words and a lot of affection can be considered a happy conversation. As for what the other party was thinking, Lu Chen couldn't control it.

In Yuzhang County, Hongzhou, a new yamen logging courtyard was established.

The first chief officer of the Cutting Institute was a native of the capital named Lin Zhengcheng.

I heard that I had worked in the Beijing Military Department before and served as the second-in-command of the Postal News Agency. I am not young anymore, so I don’t know why I got such a fat and poor man.

This Lord Lin neither had any measures to take the position of a new official to make a fuss, nor did he have to do everything just to enjoy happiness. He was generally considered to be a normal rule and had to go through the procedures he should go through. For example, put on an official robe, took the clerks of the yamen office, and went to the local Wenwu Temple and Chenghuang Temple to burn incense together. Because the logging courtyard is a new yamen, there is no official business to hand over with his ex, which is much easier.

In the night that day, a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown did not knock on the door, pushed the door straight in, sat on the bench next to the brazier, reached out to roast the fire to keep warm, shivered, and asked with a smile: "The assassin who sneaked into Ning Yao back then has not been able to find out the commander behind the scenes yet?"

Lin Zhengcheng put down the books in his hand, raised his eyelids, sat still, and ignored the question of the third master of Bai Yujing. Lin Zhengcheng just clasped his fists and said a kind word: "I have met Master Lu."

Lu Chen shook his sleeves, "Who is with us is pretentious."

We have been setting up a fortune telling stall in the town for more than ten years, and both sides are very aware of it.

But just like Cao Gengxin, who was the Kiln Administration, the young mountain owner who needed to be on the verge of the desolate mountain that he had to stare at the most, the two sides did not meet and chat at once.

On Lu Chen's side, Lin Zhengcheng is the same.

Lin Zhengcheng is a local from the Lizhu Cave Heaven, and he is also the second gangster selected by Xiuhu himself.

Otherwise, the great Master Dali would not be so bored that he would help the son of an official in charge of the government office to help him name it.

As for the previous gangster, even if the Jiazi period arrives, even if the Xiuhu Cui Feng is resigned without any consequences, Xiuhu Cui Feng will naturally be unsatisfied.

Before this person, there was actually a foreign sword immortal who served as the Tiangu in Lizhu Cave for the longest time, and the other party also had an extremely special hidden identity, the priest official.

This was the last time I met with Master Cui, and I revealed the secret to Lin Zhengcheng. This sword cultivator who quietly left his hometown and came to Haoran through the upside down mountain was the last priest in the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

In fact, when Old Man Yang first visited Lizhu Cave Heaven in Ningyao, he revealed the secrets of heaven for her. However, the old man said it was rather cloudy and mist. He only said that a foreign sword cultivator died near the town. Before that, the sword cultivator compiled the mountains and rivers along the way into a book, and finally left a mountain and river travel notes, which occasionally read.

Ning Yao was just skeptical at that time, and she didn't think deeply about it at that time. After that, Old Man Yang changed the subject and asked her the last question, what is the voice of her?

The girl instantly realized something, and in an instant, she entered a mysterious state similar to Buddhist meditation and Taoist heart veterinary.

Lin Zhengcheng guessed that the sword cultivator, one of the three officials of the Sword Qi Great Wall, was heading for the old sword under the stone arch bridge. However, for some reason, he never got a reply. He probably stayed in the Lizhu Cave Heaven and turned to serve as the gangster. However, it was too early to be the Grand Master of Dali at that time, and the Song family of Dali was always kept in the dark. He was not sure that he had such a deep connection with the Great Wall of Jian Qi.

However, in addition to the sword cultivator on the surface, this priest has a more hidden identity, a martial arts master who is already on the top of the mountain and has no way to go.

In the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there are only a handful of martial artists who have stopped.

The last one is Bai Lianshuang or a woman.

This is absolutely unreasonable. The martial fortune of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is suppressed by the sword Taoist Qi. The number of pure martial artists in the Nine and Tenth realms should not be so rare.

alone.

Because someone monopolizes the martial luck.

The number one martial arts scholar in Haoran is the world's "Long Bo" Zhang Tiaoxia. In the past, this person's spirit has not yet fallen. At that time, Zhang Tiaoxia was very energetic. She completely regarded the martial arts god above the end as something in her pocket, and she had a kind of spirit that no one else could do.

As a result, on the sea, I once had a question boxing fight with an unknown pure warrior.

Zhang Tiaoxia didn't lose, nor did she win.

But after that, Zhang Tiaoxia turned to practice and eventually became the longest-lived martial artist in Haoran's history.

Zhang Tiaoxia has given him many reputations and titles to the outside world, such as the number one martial arts person in the world, and she never recognizes them. If you talk about them casually, Zhang Tiaoxia just ignores them and doesn't talk to them.

The reason why Lu Chen knew about this was also due to his unnamed disciple, Lao Zhouzi Xiancha.

Xiancha happened to be the only bystander in the questioning boxing.

In that peak battle of martial arts, both sides had the fastest figures as fast as thunder, and their speed was even better than the flying sword of the sword cultivator. The sea collapsed everywhere within a radius of thousands of miles and was at its bottom everywhere.

Lu Chen even speculated that this priest had a place on the other side of a certain mountain.

Unfortunately, Lu Chen, a Taoist practitioner, could not go to that strange mountain.

"The world has not moved, and the world has chaos and the treasure bottle is quiet."

It seemed as if he guessed what Lin Zhengcheng was thinking. Lu Chen lowered his head and stared at the fire, rubbed his hands gently, and smiled and said, "This prophecy was also the one I walked in the long river of time in the town. Only then did I realize it and found a little clues, and finally calculated it based on this clue. From this, it can be seen that this priest is very accurate in fortune-telling."

Seeing that Lu Chen had taken out a few sweet potatoes from his sleeve and put them in the brazier, Lin Zhengcheng looked at his posture and didn't plan to leave for a while, so he had to ask: "I wonder what advice does Master Lu have when he is visiting tonight?"

Lu Chen raised his head and asked with a smile: "Do you know what you do is addicted to, and what are you doing with the flow?"

Lin Zhengcheng said calmly: "Since it's all about the past, it's better not to know it."

Lu Chen raised one hand and the light flowed over. Widths of light gathered together. The stars were dotted, which were the outline of an old Lizhu Cave Heaven. The starlight was a little dazzling, a little dark and unclear, some were mild in luster, and some were extremely dazzling. Moreover, the light had strength, size, and color differences. When Lu Chen slowly twisted his wrist, it was like a world that was originally still. With a single one, it began to slowly move.

Lu Chen raised his other hand and twisted the chess piece with his fingers, as if he had twisted two light spots with huge brightness differences. Maybe he was worried that Lin Zhengcheng would not be able to see it in detail, Lu Chen's fingertips showed their appearance, namely Li Er, who had a fish basket tied with a waist, and a young man with thin body and dark skin, Chen Ping'an.

Lu Chen twisted out two more lights. It was Gao Xuan, the prince of the Sui Dynasty, who was close with an elderly escort, and gently pushed the two of them with his fingers. He seemed to be backing away, and he walked farther and farther away from Li Er and Chen Ping'an. Lu Chen then gently put the light back and suddenly accelerated the rotation. A heaven and earth ran like a man, speeding up its pace, refusing to leave day and night, the dark spot of light symbolizing Chen Ping'an gradually became brighter, and finally shone brightly in an instant, and then it seemed to hit something, like a bang of hammer hitting the sword embryo, splashing Mars.

But it was a flash in the pan. After the vision was over, the light returned to darkness and gradually disappeared, heading to others everywhere in the town.

"Look, I was scolded by Old Man Yang, but Li Er asked for it."

"This is called doing bad things with good intentions."

"You are actually the same, don't believe it? Then I have to give an example. The snake gall stones you deliberately threw into the Longxu River that night were not of low quality. They were the family background you should have left for your son Lin Shouyi's future practice, right?"

"The result seems to have been a big helper. It can help the boy in Nibo Lane to increase his harvest by 70% or 80%. Do you know that the snake gall stone that Ma Kuxuan succeeded casually should have been put into the basket by Chen Ping'an? Lin Zhengcheng, you can calculate this account yourself. Did Chen Ping'an make a profit or a loss? Anyway, I have to see, I will definitely lose a lot."

Lin Zhengcheng was unmoved and said, "I don't care about these twists and turns. Is Chen Ping'an the most trouble you have now?"

Lu Chen refused to deny this matter and nodded, but asked quickly, "If I talk too much, Lin Shouyi lost a certain opportunity because of your father's partiality? For example, the thing I gave to Xie Ling should have fallen into Lin Shouyi's hands? Lin Shouyi even lost more blessings invisibly? If there is a series of things, there will be a series of things, and naturally there will be no things. We must not ignore the gains and losses here. Back then, I set up a stall and told people fortune-telling, which was a hint for you."

Lin Zhengcheng was always in a state of mind and sneered, "Is my own baby promising? Is it your turn to take care of it? Your surname is Lin? It seems that there is not even a person named Lin Chen in our family tree."

Lu Chen choked for a moment, letting the small world hang on the air, spinning on his own, stretching out his hand to pull the sweet potatoes in the charcoal fire, and lamenting, "I'm so annoying."

No wonder Cui Yan chose this person as the leader. His realm was indeed not high, but he was a rock-like person who was not as good as a rock.

And what is going on in this simple folk custom in the town? Every word is more touching than the other.

Lin Zhengcheng stood up, walked around the desk, sat next to the brazier, picked up a piece of sweet potatoes of roasted potatoes, patted the dust, and started to chew.

Lu Chen smiled and reminded: "Eat slowly and be careful of hot."

Lin Zhengcheng glanced at the small hanging world.

Some light is almost motionless.

For example, Aunt Feng in the highest restaurant in the town, Lu Wei, a monk from the Yin-Yang family, and an old coachman from the Thunder Tribe of the Old Heavenly Court.

Some light spots are as bright as stars hanging high, and they are Ruan Xiu and Li Liu.

There is also a sissy kiln worker similar to the reincarnation of the God of Rain, Su Han.

And the girl Chigui who escaped from the Iron Lock Well.

At the same time, there are constant causal threads on everyone in the town, either connected or quietly broken.

In the end, everyone was wrapped around, with few monks, but the silk thread was thick, and the ordinary masters had more long threads, but they were slender.

Only the Yang family pharmacy shop is covered by a cloud of clouds.

Lu Chen chewed the sweet potato in his hand and suddenly said angrily: "This guy Chen Ping'an is so revengeful. I didn't do anything. He has a grudge against him. Why do you only have such a big resentment towards me? You, an elder, have to take care of him. Now you are talking to Chen Ping'an, which is more effective than anyone else."

Lin Zhengcheng reminded: "It seems that he hasn't really done anything."

Looks really.

Lu Chen said to himself: "Besides, when the big catastrophe in the town came, it was not only our Bai Yujing Immortals who appeared, but the Three Churches

But all the saints of the family appeared."

"At most, the one with a bad temper in our Ziqi Tower was the first to take action, but I'm different. From beginning to end, I didn't fight with Qi Jingchun, nor did I say a harsh word, and I was kind."

"Why didn't Chen Ping'an go to seek revenge with the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple, nor did he go to Buddhist theory, and just arrest me. If you have a good temper, you can bully me, right? I'm so unjust."

Lin Zhengcheng made a strange move, squeezed out a smiling face that was not smiling, and then put it away instantly.

It’s like I’ve heard a joke, and after the show is over, Master Lu teaches you to continue telling the next joke.

Lu Chen raised his sleeve and pointed at this guy, "Scholars, we are all scholars. No wonder Lin Shou didn't kiss you when he was a kid."

The sage holds one to be the world's style, and knows that honor and preservation are the world's valley.

Cui Feng was Lin Zhengcheng's son and named it "Shouyi". He even helped Lin Shouyi think about the "word" that was in the time of the time.

The surname is Lin, the name is Shouyi, and the name is Rixin. Since the sun rises and refreshes, you should be cautious and cautious.

Seeing that the third leader of Bai Yujing was still pretending to be stupid, Lin Zhengcheng raised his hand and held his fingers in a swaying manner as if he was holding a book.

Lu Chen sighed.

It’s not good to be too smart, it’s easy to have nothing to talk about.

Lin Zhengcheng's meaning is probably that you and I are both writers who write stories in the town. Almost all the clues, contexts, entanglements, trends, and the books are clearly written, and you and I have read them clearly, so don't pretend to be stupid.

Lu Chen sighed: "If His Majesty the Emperor can speak to you, you can speak to Chen Ping'an and promise that Dali will be the new national teacher."

Lin Zhengcheng remained silent.

Being a person and doing things is actually the simplest, just to understand that I am me.
To be continued...