The mural city covers the size of a red candle town. It is just a messy street, wide and narrow, and many skewed, and there are few high-rise buildings. In addition to the many shops of the size of tofu, there are many stalls. One after another, it’s like a cockerel dog in the country village. Of course, it’s more silent. It’s so squatting on the roadside, the sleeves are narrowed and shoulders, and the pedestrians on the street are not reasonable, love can’t see, love can’t buy. buy.

Regarding the source of the mural city, there are many different opinions, especially the picture of the female court official who painted the wall. The manners are fascinating and fascinating. The location of the place where the place was opened is not as deep as it is.

Chen Pingan stopped and stopped all the way, about the effort of a cup of tea, followed by a mighty flow of people who came from the same name. Before coming to a mural, the wall was as high as a dozen feet, and the murals were full of momentum. Chen Ping stood in the crowd. Among them, looking up, the mural painting is a graceful figure of the goddess, which seems to be moving forward, with a flying sensation, a blossoming cloud at the foot, and a pocket that is less common in the world. I don't know whether it is the relationship between light, or the aura of mural painting. I only see the goddess' eyes flowing like a living person.

This mural goddess, which was later named "hanging", is mainly green and green, but there are also just the right powder and gold, such as the finishing touch, making the murals thick and not lost, under the rough look, giving The impression is like a grass in a book. It seems to be simple with a pen. In fact, it is extremely complicated, such as the wrinkles of the dress, the decoration, the texture of the skin, and even the eyelashes. The pen is legal.

If you want to come to the painting, it must be a dazzling hand of Danqing.

Chen Pingan is only a rough-skinned Luzhou Yayan, so the discussion around him can only be heard for a while. The eight murals in the underground city have been taken away by various generations of people from different generations for thousands of years. Five copies of the gods have their own blessings, and when the five goddesses walk out of the murals and choose to serve the masters, the painted murals will fade instantly, and the scrolls will remain the same, just becoming as white, no longer colorful, and reiki. Dispersed, so the five murals, the ancestors of the ancestral ancestors who were handed over to a certain generation of Liu Xizhou by the mascots, covered the scrolls with a unique secret technique, so that the murals that lost the aura support were ruined by the years.

Most of the tourists who come here to appreciate the scenery appreciate the face of the goddess and the country. Chen Ping certainly sees it. If he doesn't look at it, it is a mural. It can be seen.

However, Chen Ping’s more attention is still placed on the small ancient plaque hanging over the waist of the goddess. It is faintly visible that the two-character ancient essay is “掣 掣”, and the reason why it is recognized is also attributed to the one given by Li Xisheng. The original book of Danshu, many insects on the top, in fact, has long been lost in the world.

In the vicinity of this mural, there is a shop that sells this sacred book of the goddess. The price is different. Among them, the double hook is used to fill the hard yellow book, which is the most expensive. If you have a fan size, you will be willing to offer 20 snow. Spend money, but Chen Pingzheng really looks beautiful, not only looks like murals, but also looks like two and two, Chen Pingan bought two, and plans to leave one in the future, and then give Zhu a piece.

Zhu said that the collection of things, the most taboo is not refined.

The shop is a young girl who is taking care of the business. The girl does not like how to take care of the guests. The teenager is especially embarrassed. When Chen Ping bought the most expensive one in the shop, he began to give Chen Ping, the guest, a grand suit. There are five pictures of the goddess in the gallery, filled with hard yellow books, placed in a bright red wooden box, the young man said that the cost of this wooden box, the capital has several snow money.

Chen Pingan gently reached out and wiped the wooden box, the wood was delicate, the aura was light but the alcohol was supposed to be produced by the Xianjia Mountain.

The juvenile also said that the other two goddesses can not be bought here. The guests can take two more steps. They can start at other shops. The mural city still has three separate ancestral shops. The rules of the old generation are not allowed to be robbed. The business of the other shop, but the five murals that have been covered by the Mazong, can be sold in three shops.

Chen Ping thought about it and said that if he took a look, he put away the picture of the "hanging" goddess and then left the shop.

As for the goddess, Chen Ping did not want to.

Listening to the guests saying that the goddess will serve the master for the rest of his life once he walks out of the picture. The five people in history have become gods and priests with the master, and at least they can both be married to the fairy. One of the ruling scholars who had a simple qualification for cultivating the priests, after the addition of a "Symbol" goddess, was unexpectedly broken again and again, and eventually became a monk in the history of Luzhou. It’s really beautiful, and the goddess of the mountain is also a thing.

At the time, Chen Pingan heard the sweat of his hands, and quickly sipped his mouth and pressed his eyes. He only had no hands folded together, and silently prayed that the goddess of the murals had a higher vision. Don’t look at yourself.

After that, Chen Ping went to the other two murals, and bought the most expensive gallery. The style was the same. The shop also sold a set of five goddesses, the price and the previous boy said, one hundred snowflakes. ,no discount. The two goddess figures are named "Raining Rain" and "Riding Deer". The former hand holds the white jade bowl and tilts slightly. The tourists are faintly visible in the bowl of sparkling light, and a dragon is golden. The latter rides a colorful deer, the goddess skirts dragged, floating in the air, this goddess is also carrying a blue-skin-free wooden sword, engraved with the word "quick hurricane".

Along the way, Chen Ping is mixed in the crowd and listens more.

Some of these words made Chen Ping’s financial fan’s heart, and he planned to personally be a bun, and this is the northern part of Luzhou. In addition to practicing swords, you may wish to do business by mistake. In any case, the position and the square are almost the same. Take off,

Some pedestrians say that they are the figures of the goddess on the side of the mural city. Because the paintings are beautiful and there are gimmicks, one continent is known to the north and the south. In the northern part of Luzhou, there are often high monks who are very popular in the northern court. Even the fascinating sorcerer is willing to pay a small summer money to buy eight sets of murals of the city.

Chen Ping thought carefully and thought it was profitable at first. Then he felt that he was not quite right. He thought that such a good thing, like a bunch of copper coins on the ground, a monk with a small family capital can pick it up and earn this. The difference. Chen Pingan will look at the tourists who are not far away, and they are not like the children of the three shops. Another pondering is that they know that the northern part of Luzhou is vast, and the bones are located at the southernmost tip. The home ferry is a big expense, not to mention the goddess figure this thing, sell it and not sell it to get a high price, it depends on whether the other party is hard to buy a good heart, more to follow, how much to look at a few luck, then you have to look at three The shop in the shop is filled with boxes, and the output is very large. If you count together, there is no need for the monks to earn a harder profit.

Of course, it is also possible that the shop and the sacral beach are covered with Mazong, and they have a fixed sales line, and outsiders do not know it.

Make money.

Chen Pingan has gone through such a long way. Among the people who know, Sun Jiashu of Laolongcheng and Dongshuijing of Longquan County have done the best. Not to mention Sun Jiashu, who has already had a big family business, Dong Shuijing, who only said that he was born and suddenly "rich", the attitude toward earning money is most admired by Chen Ping, Dong Shuijing, after Ming Ming has already entered the gold, and Yuan Xianling Cao, the doctor, and the recent Guan Yuran who are going to visit, such a big man will also make friends, but he can also earn money from the shop. Although Dong Shuijing’s shop now, in some people’s eyes, it may be even more Most of them are a kind of enthusiasm after the family has been entangled, but Dong Shuijing is still diligent, serious, and unambiguous.

This is a businessman, there is a business.

So Chen Ping found the shopkeeper in two shops, asking if he would buy more copies of the gallery in one breath, could he give some discounts, and a shop would shake his head directly, saying that you bought the shop inventory, a snowflake money. There can be no less, and there is no room for negotiation. Another shop, the home is a hunchback old man, smiles and asks how many sets of suits the gods can buy. Chen Pingan said that there is still much left on the shop. The old saying that the gallery is filled with fine work, the shipment is extremely slow, and these The main master of the gallery of the goddess of the goddess has always been the old guest of the Mazong. The other painters simply did not dare to write. The old guest never wanted to draw more. If it was not the rule of the Mazong, according to the old painter’s statement. Every time I look at the disciples who have the evil thoughts in the world, he has a karma, and he is really making money. The old man immediately said frankly that the shop itself did not worry about selling, and there was not much to save. Today, there are only 30 sets left on the shop side, and sooner or later they can sell light. Speaking of this, the old man smiled and asked Chen Ping, since this is the case, the discount is equal to losing money. Is there such a business under the sun?

Chen Pingan couldn't help but rely on the honesty and honesty of the old man, and he spent 20 snowflake money to buy a set of boxes. The five goddesses in the picture were named as "长檠" and "宝盖". "Ganoderma lucidum" "Spring official" and "斩勘", the five goddesses hold the lotus lamp, support the treasure cover, hold a white jade Ganoderma lucidum, a hundred flowers, birds and birds spin, the last one is the most unusual, actually The armor is axe, electro-optical, very heroic.

Chen Ping returned to the earliest shop again, asking about the inventory and discounts of the gallery. The teenager was a little embarrassed. The girl smiled and looked at the young boy. She shook her head. She probably felt that the foreigner was too busy. , continue to busy their own business, facing the guests who sneak in and out of the shop, no matter how old or young, there is still no smile.

In the end, the younger is better to talk, or it may be thin, but when Chen Pingan looks at him laughing, he secretly leads Chen Ping to the back of the shop, sells Chen Ping’s ten wooden boxes, and receives Chen Ping’s ten snows. Spend money.

After Chen Ping’s checkout, when he left the store, he added a parcel and leaned behind him.

The girl slammed the teenager with her shoulder and said: "Where are you doing business, the guests slightly grind a few words and nod their heads."

The teenager is helpless: "I am with my grandfather, and then I will come to help you with the miscellaneous, but not really a businessman."

The girl is public and private, and said: "I don't care, the loss of ten snowflake money on the shop side, I am in my eyes, look back, you go to your grandfather to find it up, ask him to give me more shops. Draw some."

The teenager smiled and nodded. "Reassured, grandfather hurts me the most. Others ask him not to do anything. I am asking for it. Grandpa is too happy to be there."

The girl suddenly said: "Then did you say something to the guest? You didn't show any yellow and white when you went out. There were so many people in the shop. He was carrying so many books to fill in the book. It was not a small sum of money. The wall painting city was full of fish and dragons. The most like to bully foreigners, what are the activities of the abductions, do you not remind me? You look like you are killing, if you don’t agree, you can be a guy in the shop, and The foreign accent, at first glance, is not particularly lavish at hand, the more so, the more careful it is."

The girl is doing business, upholding the temper of the wisher, but on the juvenile side, she does not speak words, presumably should also be a cold, heart-warming temperament.

The young man snorted, slap his head and said: "I forgot!"

The girl blinked: "Low, it’s not going to go! You are a disciple who is going to travel down the mountain. How can you act so unsophistically."

The boy snorted. "What about the business here?"

The girl smiled and said: "I am playing here on the side. After so many years, you have to go down the mountain to help you a few times. It’s hard not to be there. I can’t open this shop?"

The young man flew out of the shop and found the foreigner who was wearing a fight. He whispered some precautions.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Okay, thank you for your reminder."

When the teenager waved his hand, he turned and ran back to the shop.

Chen Pingan asked: "Can you take the liberty to ask?"

The boy stopped immediately and nodded. "But it's fine. If you can say it, I am definitely not hiding."

Chen Pingan asked: "The eight goddess murals are so big. Why is this sacred beach sected in the sacred sect? Why can't it be common sense if his disciples can't catch the blessings?

The teenager smiled and said: "The Ma Mazong is not so stingy. Instead of stealing the treasures and monopolizing the chances, it is better to have a good relationship with those who have a relationship. There is an ancestral training in the ancestral temple of the Mazong ancestors. The husband is arguing.'"

After Chen Pingqing chewed this sentence carefully, he said with emotion: "The Ma Mazong is very angry!"

Juvenile straight music, don't look at the young boy is not high, looks plain, in fact, it is the inner disciple of the Mazong Zongzutang, practiced well, so Shenhua introverted, although the age is very small, the generation is not low, just with murals The girl in the city shop was familiar with her childhood. When she had the chance, she went down to the mountain to take the handle. She went to the top of the Mazong Mountain and shouted the white-haired old monk of his little teacher.

Then I thanked the youngsters. Chen Pingan went to the entrance. Since I bought the goddess maps, as the old man who started to open a business in Luzhou in Beiju, it is worthwhile to go on. Mural City, in fact, I saw some ghosts and utensils sold by large and small shops. The objects are good or bad and don’t say, expensive is really expensive. It is estimated that the real good objects and the sharp goods have to stay here for a while, slow. Slowly looking for those old brands hiding in the depths of the street, only have the opportunity to find, otherwise the ferry boat yellow treasurer will not mention this mouth, but Chen Pingan does not intend to take chances, and then the most top-notch Yinling of the mural city, buy When he was obedient, Chen Pingan didn't need it most, so he rushed to the swaying river temple that was six hundred miles away from the top of the Mazong Mountain.

Out of the mural city, I saw the clouds in the mountains, covering the high scenery, and Chen Ping did not think of the Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou.

The foot of the mountain is bustling and full of people. This is a sacred confession of thirty-six, the outer gate of the 108-year-old Xianjia Mansion. For a literary head, the monk is really a little less, and most of the mountains are cold and clear.

In fact, today's own Luoshan is similar.

Still too few people.

However, in the future, Chen Pingan is also worried that there will be a second Gu Yu, even if it is half a Gu Yu, Chen Pingan should be big.

Taoism once had an allusion to the gods, and Chen Ping had repeatedly seen it over and over again.

Chen Pingan took off the sword, drank the wine, turned the parcel, put away his thoughts, and continued to travel.

Still on foot.

As for the speed of breathing and the depth of footsteps, deliberately keep the weather in the ordinary Wu Wufu.

The river **** temple is very easy to find, just walk to the swaying river, and then go all the way north, the ghost valley is located in the northeast of the temple, barely able to count the way.

The swaying river is extremely wide, looking at the innocent, the water is deep and the river is slow, and there is a sense of the lake.

There is no bridge on the swaying river. It is said that the river **** does not like others to walk on his head. All the ferry crossings and boat boats, Chen Pingan stopped at a small ferry and drank a bowl of local dark tea. In general, boiled tea. The water, the river is the next product, but the gloomy tea here, at random in the river, the tea is extremely refreshing, mostly swaying river water transport rich relationship. The water transport is prosperous, and invisible in both sides of the Huize, the grass is lush, the large clusters of reeds sway, in the early winter, the green is still green, so many birds and water birds perched.

This way, occasionally I can see the monks who traveled, followed by the squeaky spirits of the armor, but the footsteps are extremely light, almost no dust, like the treasures of the small country of Baojuan, the armor of the body is extremely Sophisticated, engraved with Taoist Fu, gold line silver line interlaced, fluorescent flowing, obviously not a product, burly Yin Ling almost covered with a face, a little bare skin, showing a dark blue color.

One side of the water and soil raises one person, the monk of Luzhou in the north, regardless of the level of the realm, compared with the kind of small and cautious walking of the Baoguanzhou monk in Dadukou, there is more restraint, the monk here, no one looks like a man, very unrestrained.

If you save money here, it is estimated that you will feel like a duck.

Chen Pingan also asked for two bowls of dark tea. It wasn’t Chen’s thirst to the point where he needed cattle to drink. But the rule of the tea stall was that three bowls of tea sold a snowflake money, and he could drink less than three bowls. It was also a snowflake. Money starts.

Chen Pingan was not so anxious to hurry, he slowly drank tea, and then spent more than a dozen tables sitting here, all resting here, and then a hundred miles away, there will be a monument, there is a fallen riverside The ancient iron bull, whose origin is unknown, is of high rank and close to the magic weapon. It has not been swayed by the river **** to sink into the river to suppress the water transport, and has not been taken into the pocket by the monks at the Bungee Beach. Once there was a land fairy trying to steal this thing. However, the end of the game is not very good, the river **** clearly turned a blind eye to this, and did not block with the magical powers, the river swaying the river is violent and turbulent, overwhelming, actually directly involved a Jindan immortal into the river, alive and dead, in that After that, the iron bulls who respected hundreds of thousands of pounds will no longer dare to swear.

Chen Pinggang just finished the second bowl of tea. Not far away, there was a table of guests who had a dispute with the tea stall. It was for the tea stall to collect two snowflake money with four bowls of tea.

The shopkeeper is a lazy man, screaming at the guys and arguing with the guests, and gloating, sipping a drink at the counter full of grease, posing in front of the dishes, is a delicious celery growing on the swaying riverside. Young buddies are also a temper, and they don’t ask for help from the shopkeeper. One person is surrounded by four guests, and they still insist on their own opinions. They either take out two snowflake money or have the ability to pay the bill. Anyway, the silver tea stall here. It is one or two.

A brave man with a big purple face, behind him with an imposing sorrowful sorrow, this scorpion is made of a large box. The purple-faced man was about to turn his face on the spot. He advised a sabre woman who sat on the bench with her cross-legged legs. The brawny man took out a small summer money and slammed it on the table. "Two snowflakes are right. Then find money for Laozi!"

This is clearly a martyrdom and disgusting tea stall.

The practitioners on the mountain, as well as a pure martial arts in the body of the pure Wufu, go out to travel, in general, are more to prepare some snow money, how can not be lacking, and the small summer money, of course, have some, after all, this Things are lighter than snowflake money, and they are easy to carry. If it is the land fairy with the small fairy tales, the exquisite arsenal, or the big mountain fairy tales that have received these rare treasures since childhood, then the two said.

As for the more expensive grain rain money, it is not even much better, because the place where the rain money is used is not too much, unless it is a mountain, it goes straight to a large transaction.

As a result, the young buddy directly said, "Would you like to pay for the rain?"

The purple-faced man blinked and his arms wrapped around his chest. "Less nonsense, hurry, don't delay Laozi to go to the river to burn incense!"

The man in the shopkeeper finally opened his mouth and said: "Okay, hurry to find money for the guests."

The young buddy grabbed the Xiaoyue money and went to the back of the counter. He crouched down and sounded a burst of money to pay for the crisp sound. He took a sack of snow money and fell heavily on the table. "Get it!"

The purple-faced man smiled and waved. Behind him, the ghost spirit grabbed the bag of heavy snow money and put it in the back of the box.

The young buddy said with a face: "If you don't drop off, welcome to come."

The purple-faced man took out a small summer money and put it on the table. He smiled and said: "Come four bowls of dark tea."

Young buddy angered: "You and his mother are not finished?!"

The woman who sat cross-legged turned her body, her appearance was normal, her body was seductive, and this twisting became more and more ups and downs. She smiled at the young guys: "Since it is doing business to open the door, then the temper is not good. Too rushing, but my sister does not blame you, the young man is very angry, very normal, waiting for the next sister's bowl of tea, do not drink, it is to reward you, drop the fire."

The rest of the table guests laughed and screamed, and the young and strong man blew the whistle directly, and rushed to the woman’s scenery. I wished that the two hills would be picked up and moved home. in.

The young buddy was furious and angry, and was about to yell at the fox fox, and a young sabre girl beside the woman, already eager to try, and quietly rubbing the stalk with her palm, seems to wait for the buddy to humiliate the woman.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper finally put down the chopsticks and said to the young man: "Oh, forget how to teach you? Face to face people, the biggest problem. The tea booth rules are passed down from the ancestors, no wonder you are embarrassed, the guests are not happy. There is no way to do it, but you can't do it, you don't do business."

Then the treasurer smiled and pointed to the guest. "Business has business rules, but like this pretty sister said, open the door to welcome guests, so the next four bowls of dark tea, it is when I get to know four heroes. No money, how?"

The woman covered her mouth and smiled.

The purple-faced man nodded and put away the little summer money. He drank the four bowls of dark tea on the table, and he got up and left.

The woman did not forget to turn around and threw a wink at the young buddy.

Chen Ping frowned and squinted at one of the white bowls with one half of the bowl of tea left on the table. The bowl was covered with some unrecognizable rouge.

The treasurer smiled and shook his head, circling the counter, grabbing the white bowl and throwing it into the swaying river before the young buddy.

Chen Pingan finished drinking tea, put a snowflake on the table, and got up and left.

From the mural city to the crossing of the river, there is a winding road, the small road is facing the river, and the road is slightly far from the river. Here, the head is also very particular. The river **** is a happy and unhappy temperament, and the road of the bones of the bones is full of traffic on the road every day. It is easy to disturb the rehearsal of the river god, so the Mazong pays out, creates two roads for people to hurry, likes to enjoy the scenery and take the path, run the business and take the road, the well water does not make the river.

Chen Pingan walked the path and the pedestrians were sparse. After all, the scenery of the swaying river is no better. In the end, it is just a gentle river. It used to come from the murals. The ordinary tourists, the fresh energy is also in the past, the small mud roads are not smooth, and the road is smooth. There are also some small bags on the sides of the road stalls, after all, in the wall painting city side stalls, still have to hand over a sum of money, not much, a snowflake money, but the mosquito legs are also meat.

As a result, when Chen Ping went along the riverside path for a dozen miles, Chen Pingan faintly heard a large cluster of reeds in the distance. A burst of screaming screams came out and walked out of the four people who helped each other. The guest with a strong wrist, the woman's abdomen suddenly sounded thunder, and gasped and gasped: "Hey, my mother-in-law, come again." The woman turned all the way and ran to the reeds, not forgetting Remind: "Let your lord who just bought it roll away, this wilderness, did not give the wild man a look at the old woman's ass, do you still give a femininity a cheaper?"

Chen Pingan did not squint and speed up the pace.

The purple-faced man squinted at Chen Ping.

The young sabre of the sabre around me said: "So smart, and it’s stunned. It’s not going to be a fairy jumping out of the tea booth. I’ve seen the money before, and I’m going to sneak into it?”

A gray-haired old man in the butler's appearance licked his colic's stomach and nodded. "Be careful."

The face of the purple face is gloomy. "I didn't expect this bonebone beach to be lawless. A tea stall that does not have a long foot business would dare to do so!"

The gray-clothed old man has no choice but to say: "The bones of the bones have always been more strange, so let's eat a long and smart one. Think about how to go next. If it is a tea stall, it will kill you. This journey before the Temple of the Gods is difficult."

The young man looked at the back of the fighting young man and made a gesture of falling from the knife. "Would we start with a strong hand? It’s better to have them explore the real thing, and then somewhere in the place, let’s take a nap, maybe kill the chicken and the monkey. The other party did not dare to start."

The purple-faced man feels right, the gray-haired old man still wants to plan again. The man has already said to the young swordsman: "Then you try to use the depths, remember that your hands and feet are clean, it is best not to throw the river, really want to Tao, we still have to rely on the **** of the river **** to shelter, this corpse river, maybe it will hit the river **** of this river, so big reed, don't waste."

The sabre young man smiled and nodded, then smiled and said: "I am like a pure Wufu who has been through the refining environment. If it is a hidden treasure, there is a hero who dares not to say that the ship is overturned in the gutter. It’s tricky to take the question."

The purple-faced man squinted at the old man in gray, and the latter nodded silently.

The two rushed forward.

After a while, the purple-faced man squatted and began to turn over the river, seeing the two returning, and asked: "Is it finished?"

The gray-haired old man shook his head and said: "There is no shadow at all, it is faster than the rabbit, but it may be that the machine is not good. It is hidden in the reeds, and it is difficult to find."

The man with a big purple face is gloomy and looks around. "There is nothing wrong with it. Let's go a little further. We can't do it. We go back to the ferry and look down on the man who is taking the medicine. It is Let's fight the dragon."

The woman akimbo squatted and walked out of the reeds. She was sick and said: "The tea stall is so bad, the smile of the tiger is a thousand knives, and the laxative drug is a bully. It is a big cow and it is stumbling. I really don't know. Pity and jealousy."

Chen Pingan left the path before, and fell into the reeds. He stooped and swept all the way, and soon disappeared.

After walking out for more than 20 years, I slowed down my body shape, went to the river and took a handful of water, washed my face, and then squatted four people, putting the package with the goddess figure into the squat, which was light. Lightly leaping, stepping on the lush and dense reeds, smashing the water, the wind whistling in the ears, drifting away.

The dialects of the rivers and lakes, even if they have the spirits and sorrows, are not as good as an experienced dragon gate monk. Chen Ping is not willing to go to Beizhou Luzhou to fight with others, let alone be The fish and the fish are not good.

Near the river **** temple, there are more pedestrians on the side of the road. Chen Pingan falls to the ground, walks out of the reeds and walks.

I stood on the top of the reeds and looked at the famous temple in the semi-continental area. I saw a strong smog and smog, so as to stir up the clouds above, and the colorful, blurred, this weather, not to be underestimated, It was not the same as the Tongye Temple, which was originally passed by Tongyezhou, and the Biyou Palace, which was later promoted to the palace. As for the several temples in the embroidered river in the hometown, there is no such vision.

The common people have the incense of ordinary people.

There is also a water fragrance for the Hawker.

The river **** temple is very kind, there is a wooden sign indicating that there is a young child-child, who is dedicated to the wooden sign, childish, telling all the guests who come here to invite incense, enter the temple Burn incense, just look at the heart and sincerity, do not look at the incense.

Chen Pingan did not save this money. Please ask a group of temples to sway the river water, the price is very high, ten snowflake money, the incense stick is loaded with nine incense, compared to the river **** of the Qingyi country. The temple's three musk is a snowflake money, which is a lot more expensive.

Chen Ping’s three bamboo sticks from the green and green waters of the flowers, followed the pilgrims into the temple, lit the three musks in the main hall, hands musk, raised their heads, worshipped the four sides, and then went to worship the river **** The main hall, the imposing manner, the statue of the goddess painted gold, the height of the suspicion, even more than three feet more than the dragon statue of Longquan County, and the landscape of the Dagu dynasty, the height of the statue, Strictly abide by the rules of the academy, but it is not surprising that Chen Pingyi thought that this is Beiju Luzhou. The appearance of this swaying river water **** is a golden armor with both hands holding swords and feet on the bright red snake. To be a wrathful king, it is extremely powerful.

Then Chen Pingguang was strolling through the huge temple of up to ten times. It took more than half an hour to stop and go, and the ridge was a golden glazed tile.

Among them, there is a partial temple that creates a dragon palace in the water, and the statue is vivid. It is the assistant to the big fish and snakes, and the posture is one hundred thousand. There are old pilgrims and their own children laughing. This is the palace of the **** of the river god. At the end of the night, these ones who can call the wind and rain will be alive, but there will be night bans in the temple. At night, only the gods and gods who are in the clouds will be qualified to come to the door, and the river **** The lord drinks tea.

Chen Pingan had a little pause in the back hall. When he saw a couplet, he took out three incenses. After igniting, he stood in Baiyu Square and then inserted it in the incense burner.

The reelection of the black-and-white gold characters behind Chen Ping’s body is the “heartfelt ambition, self-owned yin and refuge”, “burning incense for you, causing the gods to get angry”.

After leaving the river **** temple, Chen Ping continued to travel north.

Xixia Xishan, in the evening, Chen Pingan came to a small ferry, need to take a ferry to cross the shore, in order to go to the Chen Ping An in the Bungee Beach jurisdiction, the most want to take a good trip to the ghost valley.

Only the ferry and the young and old boats of the ferry have been closed. The ferry has stopped at the reins and returned home. Chen Pingan wants to increase the price and cross the river. No one has promised. They say that the ferry is not a river at night. It is a rule passed down from generation to generation. Otherwise, the **** of the river **** wants to be angry. There are only three exceptions. The scholars go to Beijing to take the exam. Some people seek medical treatment for the sick, and the people who are suffering want to throw themselves into the river.

Chen Pingan thought about the swaying of the bridge without the river, and the rules, even the thoughts of crossing the river and crossing the river were gone. Just in the quiet place near the river near the ferry, I lit the bonfire and planned to take the ferry again tomorrow morning. shore.

The night is heavy and the river is slowly.

Chen Pingan faces the river and sits cross-legged to practice the sword stove.

Nothing happened overnight.

The sky was slightly bright, and Chen Pingan got up and walked to the ferry. There was a strong old boat with bright skin and black hair. He was already on the ferry and waiting for the guests.

Chen Pingan and the old Zhouzi negotiated the price, eight money and silver, the old man said, wait, carry a person across the river, only earn eight money, some are sorry for the strength, ask Chen Pingle happy to wait, just come again One person, if you earn eight more money, you can cross the river by boat. Chen Pingan said with a smile that it doesn't matter, waiting for it, anyway, no hurry. Chen Pingan took the fight and sat down with the old Zhouzi. He took the sword and drank the wine. The wine in the pot was the self-brewed rice wine that Dongshui gave to the Luoshan Mountain.

The old boat smelled the wine, his eyes lit up, turned and smiled and asked: "Can this son, can you enjoy the drink?"

Chen Pingan will hand it to the sword, the old boat swings his hand, and both hands hold together, laughing: "The son is a person, I can't help but pay attention to the old man. The son only pours wine in my hands."

Chen Pingan pours the wine, and the old boat raises his hand full of old hands. He bows his head like a cow to drink water. After drinking it, he slams his mouth and smiles and asks: "Is the son going to the 'not looking back'? This is the dialect of ours here. According to the sayings of the great gods of the Mazong, it is the ghost valley."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded. "I am a swordsman. I said that the three places of the bones must go. Now the murals and the river gods have been there. I want to go to the ghost valley and have a long experience. ""

The old boat stretched out **** and smashed the corner of Chen Ping'an shirt sitting on the cross-legged side. He said, "I said, the son is actually a young fairy. I don't say anything about the old man. I have been on this river for a lifetime. Welcome to send, the pockets of silver did not move, but the eyesight is still there, the son of this shirt, old value?"

Chen Pingxin said with a smile: "When you go out, you still have to talk about the head of the party, and you have to swollen your face and become fat."

Lao Zhouzi said: "The son of this foreigner accent, once heard is a person from other continents, we must change it, let's go here, the forest is big, what birds are there, the more you have no ability, the more you like to hold a group to bully."

Chen Pingan sighed, "The old man said it."

The old boat turned his head and blinked. "The son is lucky, so someone has come to the ferry so early, we seem to be able to cross the river."

Chen Ping’s eyes followed the old man’s eyes and turned his head. He was a sly old man, and then he fixed his eyes on the old man’s face. Chen Ping’an was helpless.

When I arrived at the ferry, I heard that the old boat had to collect eight money and money, and then began to make trouble. Then I turned to look at Chen Pingan. Chen Ping’s face looked like a young girl, pretending to know nothing, waiting for the old man. Afterwards, I took the initiative to ask if the son could help me. She only had four or five yuan of money, and she had to worry about her son.

Chen Pingan just shook his head.

The old boat was a little anxious, trying hard to give Chen Ping's eyes, but unfortunately in the eyes of the old man, he was quite alive before, and it was like a wood man who was not open.

At the end of the day, the old man yelled and said that he owed money. The next time he crossed the river, the old boat agreed.

The pontoon crossed the river and the atmosphere on the boat was awkward.

Chen Pingan's eyes and nose look at the heart, pretending to be old.

The old boat is a little anxious, but it is not easy to say anything.

The oldest is the most angry, I feel that the young man is really a chicken thief.

The more she wants to get angry, she glances at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan only did not see it.

Later, it seemed that I couldn’t help myself. I began to move around with the Dao Li, and I’ve got a slap in the face with the old man. The general meaning is why I can’t blame him for being stingy.

The old man listened to the boat.

The old boat turned his eyes straight.

As a result, the opposite side of the ferry, the old boat just want to say something, to the old man to pull the sleeves.

Chen Ping jumped off the ferry and said goodbye, his head did not turn, so he left.

The old boat was stunned and stunned for a long time. He turned to the old man and asked: "Is it so? Is it a pity?"

佝偻 佝偻 已经 已经 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 妪 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 已经 已经 已经 已经 已经 已经 已经 已经 已经 已经 “ “ “ “ I want to be laughed at by the sisters!"

Lao Zhouzi always felt that something was wrong.

How did the young man, like deliberately missing this great fortune?

The first test was set by the "Lao". Whether it was forced to cross the river, the young man passed, and then he replaced her, and he was tested symbolically once. The young man also passed the second test and gave him a generous test. A sip of wine, so the old boat felt that the overall situation had been fixed, things must have been done, they sold a young person, deliberately removed some of the obstacles, revealing a little clue, since the young people have already been to the river temple, It’s right to be aware of it, and it’s better to deal with it. It’s not going to be a matter of money and money. Just who said “walking the rivers and lakes, swollen face and fat” is coming?

The old man was so angry that he was so lame that even the old boat and the ferry boat sank into the bottom of the river.

The two men ferry and sail at the bottom of the river.

The old man has restored the graceful body, the ribbons are swaying, the face of the country, and the deserved goddess.

The old boat sighed and was very sorry for the young man.

After Chen Ping’s departure from the ferry, he began to sprint and ran away. He only hated the sword and lifted his eyes too much, or he ran farther.

After taking off the sword, I drank a big sip of wine and pressed the pressure. Then Chen Ping laughed and learned that the money went a few steps and was complacent. I am safe and old!

After Chen Pingxiao laughed, it was a while, and after a while, wiped his forehead cold sweat, but fortunately, he lost his own alertness, or else his fingers counted, how many times would he be killed by Ning girl? Even if I am not killed, I will meet you next time, and I dare to hug her, and I will kiss my mouth...

On the other side of the bank, Jiang Shangzhen had a slight heartbeat, and when he noticed a little sign, he decided to go back and forth. He then reached over his forehead and muttered: "Chen Ping, Chen Brother, Uncle Chen! You are amazing!"