Reckless

2021-09-30

  Chapter 243 Tombstone    the sun set behind the western hills, the evening light is sprinkled on the river bank On the lone boat, the crystal clear and near-transparent ice sculptures are all dyed golden.

Shangguan Lingye sorted out the dossier, got up and came to the window, blew the river wind for a while, then swept the many trivial matters out of his mind, and let out a sigh of relief.

Outside the window is the red sun on the Qingjiang River, and you can hear the tits in the sky. The scenery cannot be said to be unique, but it is quiet enough, and it is indeed a good place to relax.

Shangguan Lingye lowered his head and glanced, raised his fingers and gently hooked, and replaced the gorgeous phoenix dress on his body with the underskirt that the ladies of the world like to wear.

But after a little look, I feel that I am over a hundred years old. This is too tender, and I turned into an apricot yellow summer dress, decorated with flower hairpins, which looks decent and generous, with a little maid. , Said that it was the rich lady who came out nearby to play, I'm afraid no one would not believe it.

After packing up, Shangguan Lingye walked out of the cabin, but saw dumplings eating watermelon but not spitting watermelon rind, lying on the head of the ice sculpture, the white fluff of the river breeze, looking very sleepy delicious.

Shangguan Lingye carried the skirt and left lightly. How could he think that Tuanzi was not generally alert, and quickly raised his head to look at her:

"叽?"

"Let's go, take you out for a walk."

"叽～"

The dumpling quickly turned over, landed on Shangguan Lingye’s shoulder, and started chirp chirp twitter Twitter chatter, the meaning is probably to remind Shangguan Lingye that the sun is about to set, should it be time for dinner.

Shangguan Lingye naturally understood the meaning, took out the dried fish, fed the dumplings, and looked around with interest.

When he was young, Shangguan Lingye turned a blind eye to things outside the window, and focused on cultivation. Although Nine Great Sects have been there, they all came and went in a hurry and looked above the top. In a small place like Xiangyang City, even the attractions of Great Sect are not interested in taking a look.

Later, when I was trapped with nowhere to do everything, I started to read free books and learn about things that were irrelevant to cultivation.

The reason why I stayed near Xiangyang City is because Shangguan Lingye has a deep impression of this place.

The rumors of the "Land of Meishan" have been around for a long time. In order to attract people to come to enjoy the scenery, the sect responsible for maintaining this place sends people to publicize it all the year round. As long as you have used the moon reflected in the water cultivator, basically I've heard of it.

If there is only a forest of steles left with calligraphy left by ancient sages on it, it will not attract the attention of ancient Lingye.

The weirdness lies in the weirdness. Those stone tablets are real, but there is no exact record of this place in the Iron Family Mansion; the Master has no chance to ask, only the old people in the sect, but those people I don't know the reason, only that it may be the sect resident before the war of stealing pills and destroying the world.

After the Battle of Stealing Pills, Yuyaozhou was interrupted for generations, and there were no fewer than thousands of dead sects. Indeed, many Ancient Sects have been forgotten by the world.

But Meishan has an inscription of Nine Sects Kaishan Elder and even Old Ancestor. Even if this place is just a small pond, there should be some sayings, but there is no saying about the facts, and no one knows. Provenance.

When this happens, it is only possible that someone has deleted a piece of history artificially for some unknown reason.

For those with such skills, Shangguan Lingye doesn’t need to guess who it is. Except for the three veterans of Nine Sects, including her Master, there is no one else; but this is to hide something. , It is really elusive.

Now that I have come to this place, Shangguan Lingye, driven by curiosity, naturally wants to find some clues; but unfortunately, after thousands of years, Xiangyang City has long been reduced to a secular city, like her before. There must be a lot of people looking for it in this way, the anomalies that can be found should have been discovered long ago, and nothing worthy of note has been found along the way.

Shangguan Lingye strolled leisurely on the mountain stone road. His steps seemed slow but fast, but within a short time, he walked through the painted walls and many stone tablets.

The inscription has been heard for a long time, and there is no surprise. Shangguan Lingye gradually lost interest. He wanted to call Zuo Lingquan back to continue his journey, but was attracted by the words turning back to the cultivator from the front:

"Where is the stunned green, Jiugongshan dare to provoke..."

"Dead ghost, hurry up, be careful to provoke a commotion..."

A pair of Dao Companion from Linggu Early-Stage quickly passed by.

Shangguan Lingye was slightly confused when he heard the sound. Jiugongshan is the sect responsible for taking care of Meishan. In terms of status, it is the lower sect of Hidden Dragon Mountain, but the sect master wants to make money by collecting tickets in Meishan. You can imagine how much it can develop.

However, just like the Perching Phoenix Valley, the poorer lower sect is also the lower sect. As long as it is backed by Nine Sects, it can shake people to eight Venerable Lords. Ordinary cultivators simply don’t dare provoke. This kind of trouble in other people's turf is not often encountered.

With the idea of ​​watching the excitement, Shangguan Lingye walked forward and came to the bottom of Meishan Mountain. As soon as I thought of seeing it, a youngster wearing a black robe, standing in front of the wooden building with a sword in one hand, was dripping with blood on the blade.

There are four or five cultivators wearing sect uniforms standing downstairs, and there is another cultivator lying on the ground, clutching a bloody throat, and a broken arm not far away...

"叽?" ——   Slightly ago.

After a brief communication between Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan, holding two pages of symbology, they came to the vicinity of the crowd on the periphery of the wooden building.

The wooden building was built at the entrance of the stone road on the mountain. In front of it is a small flat ground with a stone tablet that has not been engraved. The Jiugongshan dísciple, dressed in a brown daoist robe, stands beside him. Many cultivators are here. Onlookers in front of the wooden building.

Under the eaves of the wooden building, there is a table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. At this time, three young cultivators are gathered around the table, taking Divine Immortal money from their arms. Next is a smiling middle-aged cultivator, waiting eagerly.

Thousands of white jade beads, placed here in Zuo Lingquan are not a small number, a few cultivators ready to carve the stele, up to fifteen or six, two men and one woman, are children of sect, but from the look Look, it's definitely not very rich, the three of them pooled together money.

The girl among them wanted to dissuade her from their expressions, but the middle-aged cultivator sips "Little Fairy, Young Man", all kinds of flattery, she can't speak at all; the leading Tsing Yi dísciple probably also He has not been deeply involved in the world, and was blown a little bit fluttering.

Zuo Lingquan has suffered a lot in the past. For ten silver tael, he bought little beetles that were starving as a "memory". I felt that there was no harm in being slaughtered once, although these three young men ate them. The loss is a bit big, but it's better than accompanying all the lives in the future.

Wu Qingwan stood by his side, and also didn't mean to go up to discourage him, just secretly shook his head.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to wait for the three youngsters to be slaughtered, and find an opportunity to secretly stuff the runes into their clothes, but after watching them for a long time, they saw that the three of them didn’t make up enough. A thousand white jade beads and three purses were counted, and there were only more than 700.

I watched the lively cultivator and burst into laughter. The expression of the middle-aged cultivator behind the table also changed a little.

The girl among the three said: "The money is not enough, or forget it, come back next time."

The other two companions also thought about it. Put away the purse.

But the people of Jiugongshan do a hammer sale here, and they don’t necessarily wait for a few days to be taken advantage of. A stone and the handwork cost for lettering, the total value is less than a silver tael, for 700 pieces. White jade beads can be said to be worthless, how can they let people go.

The middle-aged cultivator behind the table sighed when he saw it, and said:    "The teacher has been asked to take good care of Feng Shui, and he is waiting for the stone tablet to land. At this time, he said no. Isn't it embarrassing the way?"

The girl is very sorry: "We don't have enough money, we will come back next time..."

The middle-aged cultivator's expression condensed: "Several friends come over and ask, I said this here. For a long time, everything and people were ready, but I waited for a sentence of'come again next time'. Is this taking my Nine Palace Views to start a bath?"

The tone of the words became more serious, and the three young dísciples were not deeply involved in the world. , The sect behind it is far inferior to Nine Sects lower sect, he shook his head and explained:    "No, no, the Taoist misunderstood..."

The middle-aged cultivator waved his hand and made a large number of adults. :

"Fine, you are young and don’t care about you; I will tell you about 700 white jade beads. You can add another Magical Artifact, and you can engrave this monument. It’s..."

This remark is hard first and then soft, the standard is used to overwhelm people, the heat is very sophisticated, obviously they do similar things; the three young dísciple complexion slightly changed, I think at this time If I didn't agree, I didn't dare to speak.

If you are not deeply deceived by the profiteer glib tongue, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to endure. It is nosy to go to the market; but the success of the business depends on the background to overwhelm the people, and the nature will change, even more how. It was so ugly that it would have to be beaten to death on the spot when it was placed in the Xianjia Market.

The cultivator onlookers frowned when they saw it, but the Jiugong Temple was near Xiangyang City, the lower sect of Hidden Dragon Mountain, they couldn't afford to offend at all, and they could only secretly shake their heads.

Wu Qingwan frowned upon seeing Zuo Lingquan and asked what to do.

Zuo Lingquan simply walked out of the crowd of onlookers and came to the front of the wooden building, opening the mouth and said:

"Since the manpower is ready, the Fellow Daoists don’t have enough money. If you don't give me this monument, I won't have to wait."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone focused their attention. The three young cultivators were slightly happy and nodded at once.

But the middle-aged cultivator saw that the fat sheep came again. Why did you want to put one if you can eat it all? I quickly paid said with a smile:    "Don’t worry, the people below are quick and easy, no one needs it. Delay. The third child, take this young man to pick a stone tablet......"

Zuo Lingquan came to the three of them and pointed to the stone tablet next to him with the hilt of the sword to prepare for lettering:    "I'm short of time, I need this piece, and it doesn't work."

"..."

The middle-aged cultivator frowned, I think this handsome young swordsman is deliberate To make trouble. But after seeing Zuo Lingquan eject ten golden baht from his sleeve and put it on the table, his face suddenly smiled like a flower, and he quickly picked up the pen:    "No problem, what should guest engrave?"

Zuo Lingquan looked around the mountains with his sword in his arms, and looked a little bit:

"I don't want to stick in the mountain, just stick here, can I?"

The middle-aged cultivator thinks I thought: "It's okay, but it's okay, but it's not compliant to insert here. You have to inform the teacher, and the price may have to be added...um...1,000 pieces."

"No problem."

Zuo Lingquan was gladly nodded, and took out ten golden bahts and put them on the table.

The onlookers were a little shocked when they saw this scene. They felt that the young swordsman was either panicked because of the money, or had a brain.

The middle-aged cultivator saw that Zuo Lingquan had promised so simply, I still regret it, but at this time, increasing the price will easily offend the guests. You can think about other ways to make money later. He and Qidao:    "The young man is a happy man. Xiaodao will definitely arrange for you to be satisfied. What characters do you want to engrave?"

Zuo Lingquan brewed a little bit:    "Well... if there are not many characters, just engrave." Force buying and selling, all the young and old are cheating on the'eight words."

? ! As    soon as the words fell, the surrounding cultivator was stunned, and then burst into a burst of laughter, but when he noticed something was wrong, he stopped laughing quickly, and his eyes were shocked.

The three young dísciples are also full of incredible eyes. The girl among them wants to dissuade, but it is obviously too late.

The middle-aged cultivator's smile stiffened, and he sank instantly, patted the pen on the table, and made a crisp sound:    "Boy, what do you mean? Don't take me Is Jiugongshan in my eyes?"

Zuo Lingquan slightly frowned, indicating the Divine Immortal money on the table:

"I pay double the money and engrave the eight words I want to engrave , Why didn’t you put your sect in your eyes? Does the Taoist think that these eight words are talking about you?"

The middle-aged cultivator understands that Zuo Lingquan is talking about him, but his face is still needed. He said solemnly:    "I have always clearly marked the price of Jiugongshan, and I am a childish man. Even if you are not talking about Jiugongshan, the guests who come to visit will misunderstand..."

"Then it can't be carved?"

Zuo Lingquan reached for the Divine Immortal money on the table.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged cultivator quickly covered twenty white jade coins:

"You deliberately find faults, disrupt business, and slander Jiugongshan. Now you want to take the money and leave. "

Zuo Lingquan looked at the middle-aged cultivator, unfathomable mystery said:

"You can collect the money. The inscription can't be done. It doesn't matter if you don't refund the money. I also said that I slandered Jiugongshan. Means to rob?"

The middle-aged cultivator knew that Zuo Lingquan was pretending to be messing up, but he beat the people out, and the money he got was gone; if it was confiscated directly, it wouldn’t make sense on the table, so he withdrew. One step:    "My Jiugong Mountain has been rooted here for hundreds of years. How can I do something forcibly. This way is only a misunderstanding. These eight characters are suspected of referring to sanghuai and innuendo. They cannot be engraved. Bring the character'梅', you decide again."

Zuo Lingquan gently nodded: "Then engrave'Jiu Gong Mountain outside Meishan, ask for money shameless'.'

This The words are just naming the surnames naked.

There is silence outside the wooden building.

The middle-aged cultivator slapped the table fiercely, and said angrily:   "Dare to insult my sect, you are courting death! "

Several Jiugongshan dísciples around, also surrounded, with swords drawn and bows bent.

Zuo Lingquan was fearless, and glanced at the surrounding area:   " Start this The business has gone bad. You don't even want money for the sake of face, I don't think you are like this kind of people. "

"You impudent!" "

The middle-aged cultivator is in anger. At the moment, cast aside all considerations for face and don't pretend, right hand collect the money, angrily said:   "Call me." "

Choking——

At the moment when the middle-aged cultivator swept Divine Immortal money into his sleeve, a crisp sword cry sounded.

Everyone I don’t see how Zuo Lingquan moves, the black long sword has already drawn a month and a half, dividing the table with the middle-aged cultivator’s right arm shoulder-to-shoulder into two.

A blood line is raised in the setting sun, exclaiming and dulling Humming sounded at the same time, and twenty golden bahts flew into the air together with their arms.

The dísciple of Jiugongshan was about to step forward, and when he saw this scene, he drew a step with horror.

The middle-aged cultivator's face turned pale for an instant, and he didn't expect Zuo Lingquan to dared to draw the sword directly, and the speed was so terrifying. Before the severe pain of the broken arm came, he wanted to ask'who you are?'.

But Zuo Lingquan doesn’t have the patience to accompany a clever and arrogant slapstick, another sword in the backhand sweeps the neck of the middle-aged cultivator.

Rub--

Over the throat, the words that the middle-aged cultivator hadn’t spoken were completely rotten in the throat.

This shocked everyone, and tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Middle-aged The only left hand of the cultivator covered his throat, and backed for a few steps, only unbelievable remained in his eyes.

Zuo Lingquan took out the sword too fast, until the broken arm and blood did not fall to the ground, he stopped the sword Feng, steadily catch the twenty golden bahts with the sword blade, and point to the remaining Jiugongguan dísciple:

"In the cultivation way, killing is not illegal, and you cannot kill easily, just because you want to guard Nine Sects. The rules. You put the rules down first, and think that whoever is strong can bully the weak, then I will follow your rules now. I am going to engrave eight characters in Meishan today. The money is given to you. If anyone refuses to engrave me to kill someone, you will be in charge. "

When the words fell, the sword's front shook. Twenty golden baht hit the dísciple of Jiugongshan, bounced off the ground, and made a crisp sound.

Absolute silence around, only the sound of the leaking throat is left.

The Jiugongshan dísciple was all scared by Zuo Lingquan's behavior. It took a long time for someone to contact the teacher in the sect and watch the surroundings. My cultivator was taken away a lot, and only a few brave ones were still there, but they stepped back a few steps, and no one dared to stop them.

Wu Qingwan felt that the trouble was a bit big, But at this time, there is no way to stop, so I can only watch carefully by the side.

At dusk, the burning clouds hung in the western sky, making Meishan, which was originally quiet and peaceful, showing a solemn color.

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Zuo Lingquan stood holding a sword, staring at the dísciple of Jiugong Mountain with cold eyes, waiting for only a moment, a person controlling the sword came from the north, and said in a remote voice:   "Where is the Fellow Daoist Fang coming to Meishan? A disagreement to kill the juniors, is to ignore Hidden Dragon Mountain? "

The visitor also wore the robes of Jiugongshan, and the imposing manner was sufficient, but the visual inspection was also the Serene Groove Early-Stage cultivation. It might be a little jealous. He stopped at a high altitude outside the hundred zhang. Coming down, I asked condescendingly, but didn’t get close.

Zuo Lingquan didn’t bother to answer these bullshit, Jian Feng pointed to the stone tablet next to him:    "I took out two thousand white jade beads, and I want to engrave them here. "Strong buy and sell, and all young men are cheating". You have already collected the money. I ask you, can the characters be engraved? "

The visitor obviously knows the virtues of his dísciple, and probably guessed the cause of the matter. Instead of answering directly, he said:   "At the Inner Sect Deacon in Lower Jiugong Mountain, Qiu Ying, dare to ask Fellow Daoist name taboo? "

Asking about the identity of the other party is to see if it can be provoked.

When Zuo Lingquan reveals his identity, the other party must have reduced the major event, so he just said plainly:

"Don't care who I am. Today, I want to spend money to engrave eight characters. If you don’t answer, I just assume that Jiugongshan defaults and put down the stone tablet. If you dare to remove it, I will demolish your Jiugongshan Ancestral Hall. "

"You..."

Anyway, Jiugong Mountain is the lower sect of Hidden Dragon Mountain. Qiu Ying has lived for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a crazy person. There is Fulong The Venerable Lord is the backer, even if the other party is another Venerable Lord’s progeny, you can’t even dare not say harsh words if you don’t dare to kill. Qiu Ying replied in a cold voice: "What a crazy kid, I See you are tired and crooked..."

Sa——

Before finishing the words, Zuo Lingquan flew up, holding a sharp blade and stabbing Qiu Ying in the air.

Qiu Ying's face changed suddenly. As soon as he knew that he was not his opponent, he ran without a word. But the moment he turned around, he found that the rivers between the mountains and the wild exploded and merged into a blue-wave Flood Dragon, smashing into the sky. Towards his body.

Boom——

Zuo Lingquan refining the Dragon King Water Spirit, whose water control ability is far beyond Qiu Ying’s imagination, he lifted the whole river and glanced at it. I thought I had met the boss of Jade Step half a step, and was so shocked that all the spells came out, and he hurriedly said:   "Master, help me! "

Jiugong Mountain is not far from Meishan. Sect learned that someone was making trouble and sent someone over to deal with it. Several people in Ancestral Hall must be paying attention to this side.

, Jiugongshan knew that it had kicked the iron plate, and the mountain and the wild immediately responded: "Fellow Daoist, wait a minute, since Jiugongshan has received the Divine Immortal money, it will naturally fulfill the contract if you want to engrave, why bother to do such a small thing. Swordsman. "

The voice is very old. It is probably Old Ancestor of Jiugong Mountain. I can only hear it and I can't see him.

Zuo Lingquan hovering over the mountains, looking north:   "That can be carved? "

There was no immediate response from the mountains and the wild. After a while, the voice came again. This time it was softer:

"It turned out to be Zuo Lingquan and Sword Immortal. Come here, old man excuse me for not going out to meet you, please forgive me. The Sword Immortal on the left is a well-known leader in Nine Sects. In the piece of land in the old man, he is too deprived of his identity. "

The many cultivators onlookers below were in an uproar when they heard the sound, but their eyes also showed relief such as'No wonder, I just said'.

After all, except for Nine Sects For these Heaven's Chosen Child, other people don’t dare to be so horizontal, and they don’t have this ability. If you have a hard wrist, with Zuo Lingquan’s reputation in the Nine Sects League, a Jiugongshan really can’t help it.

Zuo Lingquan frowned, it is estimated that the other party has contacted Hidden Dragon Mountain to find out his identity.

In the jurisdiction of Nine Sects, the relationship between various sects is intertwined, and it is estimated that Hidden Dragon Mountain will come out of the scene. Well, due to Fulong’s Venerable Lord’s seniority, I must give in. But if I have already taken action and continue to allow Jiugongshan to bully the weak here, this sword is equivalent to Baiba.

Zuo Lingquan After thinking for a while, I stopped asking what Jiugongshan meant. I went straight back to the wooden building and carved out eight characters with the sword. In front of everyone, I inserted the stone tablet directly at the foot of Meishan without saying a word. .

Once the stone tablet is established, the business of tombstone will definitely not be done. Destroying it afterwards is equivalent to cover one's ears whilst stealing a bell, not to mention that Zuo Lingquan can take the opportunity to find something. , If you want to pull it out, maybe you can only wait until Zuo Lingquan is dead or has a bad reputation.

But Old Ancestor in Jiugongshan knew that Zuo Lingquan would continue to squat, and he didn’t dare to kill Zuo Lingquan. I couldn’t beat him. I really shocked Fulong’s Venerable Lord. In the end, he estimated that he apologized, so he didn’t say anything, and he was silently suffering from this sorrow.

Zuo Lingquan placed the stone tablet at the foot of Meishan Mountain.

After confirming that no one was noisy anymore, I remembered the rules of erecting a monument here, after thinking about it, and on the back of the stone tablet, I carved a poem from my memory—I am here in the ice and snow forest, with different peaches and plums. Dust. Suddenly the fragrance spreads overnight, and it spreads across the universe and thousands of miles of spring.

This poem explains the spirit of plum blossoms, which is a reminder to the cultivator who comes here. Don’t be like Jiugongshan. Obviously, I am going to repair immortal dao. , But he has cultivated a worldly bronze odor, even the most basic virtues have forgotten thoroug hly, the greater the ability of such a person, the greater the harm, so it is better to be a secular merchant.

When Shangguan Lingye saw Jiugongshan admit his counsel, there was no need to hide and wait for the behind-the-scenes boss. He also came to the front at this time, and glanced at the stone tablet in surprise:

"Do you still write poetry?"

"I used to listen to it, and I don't know who wrote it. It is very artistic, so I remember it."

Qingwan has seen it several times, which is not surprising, but the appreciation in his eyes has not diminished. She watched for a while, and then frowned again:    "No, you have such a disturbance today, Meishan's reputation will be even greater, and there must be a lot of people who come here. In this way, the Jiugongshan Finance Road will not be wider? It’s right to move the stone tablet to the painting wall."

Shangguan Lingye shook his head lightly: "This is just a beating, not cutting weeds and eliminating the roots. The stone tablet left by the ancestors is true. Yes, it needs someone to take care of it to completely block the financial road. Hidden Dragon Mountain does not agree to say that this place is unattended, and it will be completely deserted in a few years."

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(End of this chapter)