Too Reckless

"If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky; if the earth does not love wine, there should be no Jiuquan in the earth..."

It was only the third day of the winter, and Changning City, located in the northern border, was already covered with knee-deep snow. There were few people on the street. An old alcoholic who had just come out of the small street was breathing white fog, humming and spreading from nowhere. coming tune.

At the intersection of the street, three horses walked slowly across the snow, all three of them were wrapped in thick furs, two women and one man, the man was wearing a sword, the woman was carrying a pipa, and the other was holding a white bird that looked like a snowy owl. , looks like a young child of a wealthy family who came out to play.

Passing by the old drunkard, holding the charming beauty of the sleeping white bird, he sniffed, and said softly:

"The wine inside is very fragrant, and it is about to catch up with my craftsmanship. Would you like to try it?"

Another girl who looked 28 years old glanced at the side street:

"It's just an ordinary drink. I don't have much to drink. I drank the wine given by Zuo Gongzi a few times, and my mouth was full..."

The young man between the two, who seemed to be taking matters into his own hands, stopped at the street corner and said:

"It smells good, get busy with business first, and come back later..."

Between the words, the three of them rode their horses and continued to walk inside Changning City; the man who was talking was naturally Zuo Lingquan who had come from afar.

After receiving Jing Xun in Xiangshui Bay, Zuo Lingquan only stayed for one night, and then continued to set off for Caiyi Country, which is far in the north.

As for Jingxun talking about tossing her to cry that night, it was just talking. Jingxuan couldn't bear it, and Zuo Lingquan couldn't do anything, so the two held each other and talked for a whole night; I had to wait all night in fear, and naturally I had no way of knowing, and I never made a statement when I set off anyway.

The trip to Caiyi Country was to help Xie Qiutao find a way to enlighten the dragon tortoise. By the way, he took this opportunity to see the mountains and rivers of Yuyaozhou. The matter was not urgent, so several people chose to travel on foot.

Qingwan had the lowest cultivation level. If she didn't make up for it for a while, she would probably be overtaken by Jiang Yi Lengzhu in the future. She didn't follow her closely.

The cultivator retreats into the realm and needs a lot of aura to support it. Generally, it can only be carried out in a cave with abundant aura. In order to create an artificial cave, Lingye set up a spiritual lock in the room, supplemented the aura with white jade beads, and looked after it at all times. , only when you encounter famous mountains and rivers with good scenery, will you come down from the painting boat and turn around.

Cultivation practitioners travel abroad. As long as nothing happens, it is basically not much different from traveling. He and Jingxun and Xie Qiutao traveled all the way to the north for about a month. The scenery they saw during the period was only sand, and there was nothing to talk about. It wasn't until after walking out of the long sandy sea and arriving in the northern Xinjiang where the snow fell in October, the scenery began to change.

The reason why Caiyi Country is called 'Caiyi' is that since ancient times, silk cloth is a specialty here, and its own country name should be 'Han', but outsiders basically don't call it that.

The land of Caiyi Country is not barren, but the disadvantage is that it is too cold. In October, the snow in some places can reach waist-deep. When you meet Chengchizhou County on the road, you rarely see ordinary people wandering outside.

Caiyi Country is larger than the Great Dan Dynasty, and its national conditions are similar to those of the Great Dan before. It is very closed, and there are people in cultivation, but it is rare to be able to go to the Spirit Valley. There are no monks on the bright side. As for the mountains and fields There is no way to know if there is anything deep-water old man hiding.

The difference from the Great Dan Dynasty is that the people here love to drink, and there are alcoholic drinkers everywhere in the state and county.

Zuo Lingquan came here this time, naturally not to find a drink. He and Xie Qiutao asked around, focusing on various legends and allusions, and later learned from a wild Taoist who practiced Qi realm. The secret of Bai Yuzhu:

The matter still has to start with the battle of pill stealing.

Back then, when the pill stealing disrupted Yuyao Continent and disrupted the entire cultivation path, both the sects on the mountain and the secular cities were basically reduced to ruins under the raging flames of the world.

However, this disaster did not spread to the whole territory of Yuyaozhou. Stealing pills is in the south, and no matter how big the movement is, it also decreases from south to north. This allows some people in the northern Xinjiang to be preserved, and all kinds of legends and records naturally escaped. A catastrophe.

The practice of Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are countless books and legends that record the stories of ghosts and ghosts. Although most of them are hearsay or fabricated stories, there are also many true allusions behind great opportunities.

In the history of Caiyi Kingdom, there was a monarch who liked these ancient legends. He specially sent people to collect these things in several countries in the north, and organized them into a book named "The Miracles of Mountains and Rivers", which he used to read and study in his spare time.

In the end, for some reason, the news spread to the practice path; those monks who were looking for the opportunity, were looking around at a loss on the practice path, and found that there was such a thing. Naturally, their eyes lit up, and they ran over to try their luck.

At first, the monks who came here were quite polite. When they borrowed books, they would ask someone to inform them, and then they would give a 'Yangqi Pill' and a 'Golden Spear Pill' as a reward. The monarch of the Caiyi Kingdom was naturally not stingy.

Later, there were many monks who checked the information, and most of them were Central Continent monks whose pockets were cleaner than their faces. Naturally, their quality was getting worse and worse. They didn’t even mention medicinal pills, and they didn’t even say “good people live in peace”, and they came and went without a trace. No shadows were seen, and occasionally a book or two was lost.

The monarch of Caiyi Kingdom is a dignified monarch of a country. He is naturally dissatisfied with being prostituted by others for his own treasures. The immortal family on the mountain will not care about such trivial matters. I took a share and built a 'Gentlemen's Hall' outside the imperial city, and let the practitioners borrow it - the name is nice, but the meaning is 'the gentlemen on the beam gather together', which is a secret scolding for the lack of quality of the people on the mountain. .

After all, it is not the mainstream for people in the practice to have no virtue. Since the establishment of the library, I can still occasionally see some medicinal herbs and rare treasures placed at the door. The monarch who succeeded later passed on the gentleman hall and continued to send people to see this. Folk collection of various legends, ancient books, has continued to this day.

When Zuo Lingquan heard the news, he came to Changning City, the imperial capital, to see if there were any legends related to dragon turtles in the Hall of Gentlemen.

The geographical location of Caiyi Country is remote, and the practitioners often count the time in terms of Jiazi. Historically, there may be many monks who came to Changning City to turn over books, but on average, one visit in ten days and a half months is considered intensive, and no one is there for a year or two. It is common to come here, and there are no monks at all on the street.

In order not to disturb the people, Zuo Lingquan dressed as a normal person, put on thick winter clothes, and rode a horse to a remote town outside the imperial city, where a high wall could be seen between the buildings.

The high wall is a lot higher than the surrounding buildings. There are turrets on all sides. There are no officers and soldiers on duty, but four auspicious beasts. It looks very immortal in style, but the details cannot stand up to the study, except for the location of the southeast and northwest. , and other aspects are estimated to be pondered by the mundane Feng Shui master.

Under the heavy snow, Zuo Lingquan rode a horse to the periphery of the high wall, and it could be seen that there were several guards at the gate under the wall.

No one has come to this place for ten days and a half months, and ordinary people can't see it when they come. There is no difference between the guards and the mascots. At this time, they are all sitting by the fireplace under the wall to warm up with wine.

Zuo Lingquan did not alert the guards, turned over and dismounted in the alley, and said:

"It should be here, I'll go in and take a look."

Tang Jing is the highest in the road, but he can't do anything about going over the wall to check the file. He is afraid that he will accidentally make a noise and interfere with the business of the two, so he takes the reins and says:

"Come in, I'll let the wind out."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly, hugged the vigilant dumpling over, and together with Xie Qiutao, flew up and climbed over the tall fence.

Inside the fence is a three-story book building. It can be seen that it is old and there are many traces of paint repairs. No one is on duty.

Zuo Lingquan's path in the secluded realm, touching the worldly buildings, naturally would not disturb the guards outside; he and Xie Qiutao went outside the book building together, checked the door, and after confirming that there was no formation mechanism, he pushed the door and entered it.

The library is filled with rows of bookshelves, each of which is even intimately classified according to region, age, ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts. Several generations of monarchs have accumulated and organized them. I am afraid there are no less than ten thousand books in the collection, and it is even a bit oppressive. sense of power.

"so much……"

When Xie Qiutao saw the books in the room, she felt that her head was getting bigger. After turning around twice in front of the bookshelf, she found the bookshelf about divine beasts.

After Zuo Lingquan closed the door, he looked around for a week, took out a book, and searched for clues on the desk.

Although the bookstore has a bit of a name, it makes sense that there are very few people here - the records in the book can no longer be described as trivial, and they are full of nonsense. Seeing an old deer, a so-and-so mythical beast that can speak human words and eat it can increase your lifespan by 500', etc., are all nonsense with no head and no tail.

The only thing that made Zuo Lingquan's eyes shined was that on some books, he could see the comments left by his former book friends.

For example, there is a legend about [Donghuang Mountain's wind and clouds change color, and visions can be seen thousands of miles around, and it seems that there are immortals in the world]. Someone next to it commented [No need to go, it is the Fulong Lord in the south who crossed the calamity, I saw it with my own eyes], and there are more One person came and said [Hey, dare to ask the name of the fairy? ], unfortunately no one responded.

Most of the practitioners are low-key, and it is very impolite to leave handwriting on the books. After all, such comments are rare, and the rest of the records are very boring.

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao searched for a long time and found the only record about tortoises, that is, the owner of the north of Yuyaozhou, who was called 'Kuiyu' by the northerners. As auspicious beasts, clues can be found on various buildings, and such reliefs can be seen even on the beams and columns of the library.

However, according to the inheritance, the dragon turtle is the son of the dragon, first the dragon and then the turtle, and has little connection with the Xuanwu bloodline, so this news is useless at present.

They immersed themselves in reading but found nothing. As time passed, both of them felt a bit of a headache. The dumpling, who was on guard next to him, had nothing to do, and even started to feel sleepy. He lay on the table and looked at them pitifully, wanting to sleep. dare not sleep.

After searching like this for an unknown period of time, and yet to find any available clues, the Tiandun card on Zuo Lingquan's waist lit up, and a quiet voice came:

"Little Zuo, an official came in."

"Um?"

...

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The cross wind caught the snow foam, like a boning machete, scratching the skin and flesh of people's faces with pain.

Yan Ge, dressed in a robe of catching fast and wrapped in winter clothes, stood beside the fire and fumbled for the slips that had just been approved by the Law Office from the placket of his clothes, but his fingers were frozen, and he was not very flexible. Expand.

The guards guarding the gate were all disabled old men who retired from the yamen, and the leader shook his head when he saw this:

"Okay, I haven't seen a ghost in this place for ten and a half years, so I don't need a note. Take a break here, drink two cups to warm your body, and then go in and look for it when it's hot, otherwise you won't be able to open the paper, What book are you turning over?"

Yan Ge looked less than twenty years old and was very humble. After bowing, he squatted beside the stove and put his hands next to the iron pot for warm wine to bake:

"You have to do things according to the rules. It is rumored that immortals often come to this place, and there is no note from the court. If you go in rashly and cause trouble, wouldn't it affect a few brothers."

The leading guard shook his head, took the note and looked at it:

"It's all about the gods from outside. I've watched the door for more than ten years here, and I haven't seen any real gods, they're all pretending charlatans; last time I saw an old man coming here, and he had to learn from a master if he didn't want to leave. Climbing over the wall, it turned out to be half stuck, and a few of us helped push it past, almost making people laugh to death..."

"Yes?"

"That's not... yo, I'm from Yangshan, and my friend is a fellow. I heard that something happened over there in Yangshan, and it was very violent. What's going on?"

"Oh, I just came to the capital because I couldn't understand it. In recent years, people have often gone mad for no reason, and they are all martial arts lunatics.

"Did you drink too much alcohol? Alcohol is a thing that hurts the mind and the body. I've counted the number of people who have had problems drinking before..."

"There are at most one or two people who suffer from drinking problems every year. It is different in Yangshan. This year alone, there are more than 100 people who have become insane in several counties. Once they become insane, even women and children will become powerful. Infinity, the hemp rope can't be tied, it feels like being in the evil..."

The guard frowned: "Didn't you ask an immortal to try it?"

"Please, I came to the capital this time to inform the imperial court and see if I can invite a senior immortal to come and have a look. I heard people say that there is a way to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits here, so I will stop by and have a look..."

"I remember this place is all local recipes, everyone knows what is useful, and if you don't know it, it is useless..."

"Let's see and talk..."

After a few short conversations, Yan Ge warmed his hands and got up and entered the door.

The high walls blocked the cold wind, and there was silence inside and outside the library, as if no one had been here for decades.

Before Yan Ge came to the bookstore, because it was the imperial court, she wiped her hands clean with snow before pushing open the door to enter the interior, and began to search for records of Zhongxie and madness in the book mountain.

The bookshelves are categorized, and it is not difficult to find. Yan Ge carefully holds a book and sits down at the desk by the window.

On the second floor of the library, Zuo Lingquan, who was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, was slightly taken aback by this scene, and looked at Xie Qiutao beside him.

Xie Qiutao's eyes were blank, and she didn't understand how she was discovered. She lowered her head and took a lot of things. She picked up the dumpling and smelled it again. There was no smell, and the dumpling also learned to smell the wings.

Zuo Lingquan has never been rough in his work, and just now even the temperature of the table has returned to normal, and it is impossible to leave any clues for ordinary people to notice. He thought it was a misjudgment, but immediately heard a man's voice from downstairs:

"Meeting is fate. In Yange, Xiayang Mountain, I will meet the Immortal Master."

"...?"

Xie Qiutao spread his hands slightly.

Zuo Lingquan was silent for a while, feeling that the kid below was pretending to deceive him, so he pretended not to hear and did not respond.

Downstairs, Yan Ge, who saluted respectfully, waited for a while, but saw no movement, and said again:

"When I came to ask for directions just now, I heard from people on the street that three foreigners on horseback came here. I didn't see it after I got down, so I guessed if it was an immortal from outside, so I tried this. , I hope the Immortal Master will not be blamed."

Xie Qiutao suddenly realized.

"I am also in a hurry to go to the doctor. It is because the family has suffered a disaster and I have been forced to do nothing; if the immortal master is here, I hope to show up. As long as the immortal master is willing to help, even if my Yan family goes bankrupt I will collect enough incense money to ask the immortal master to shoot..."

Zuo Lingquan had just heard what Yan Ge said. Xie Qiutao was very enthusiastic about subduing demons and eliminating demons. The original intention was for a few people to secretly go over to check, not for a few taels of money from ordinary people.

However, when Yan Ge said something happened to his family, which was different from what he just said, Zuo Lingquan was a little puzzled, thought about it, and walked down the stairs with his sword in hand:

"Brother, stop shouting. I'm not an immortal teacher, I'm just a ranger from the south. Maybe I'm not as old as you..."

dong dong——

Yan Ge heard the response, her eyes were full of surprise, she looked up and saw a young man in a fur coat walking down from the wooden stairs against the wall, with a tall stature, carrying a simple and simple long sword, with a frivolous demeanor. A bit of a ranger spirit, without the slightest bit of immortality.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Yan Ge was naturally a little disappointed, but in his opinion, if he could walk into the bookstore without knowing it, he was already a master at treading snow without leaving a footprint on the snow outside. He hastily said:

"Young hero is humble, even if he is not an immortal master, he is an expert who travels all over the world. He must be a few floors higher than my ordinary hunter. As a young hero travels all over the world, he must be well-informed. , this reward..."

Zuo Lingquan, like a worldly ranger, came to lean against the bookshelf, shook his head and said:

"Jianghu people pay attention to being a chivalrous person and righteousness outside. When things are done, you are willing to pay for your hard work. I will take it with peace of mind~www.wuxiahere.com~ If you don't take me, I will also have peace of mind. If you don't get things done, you will first ask for money. A kung fu thug? Let’s talk about it first, can you help me?”

"Oh, I'm offending you."

Yan Ge hurriedly bowed his hands and apologized, and then talked about the situation over Yangshan...

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A thousand words were added at the end of the previous chapter. The unimportant hydrology is not counted as a coin, so you can go back and have a look.

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