The shrewd people in the world are always the best at observing words and expressions. Even if others don't know it themselves, they can still see various clues from the top of the ground, and it is often not easy to make big mistakes. They are probably understanding what the person is doing at the moment. Only those who want to guess and figure out 50% can be regarded as a shrewd person who is good at calculation. Especially those Taoist priests who have no real talent and knowledge in the market, but hold up hexagram banners and deceive people who rarely come to settle accounts afterwards. They are the most proficient in this way and can probably do this with just a few casual words. People make various guesses, but it has nothing to do with Qimen Dunjia's divination skills, but only based on the person's character, family background, clothes, or complexion. It's nonsense, but his ability is not small.
This is true for fake Taoists who seek food and clothing in the market, let alone a cultivator who walks on thin ice. If there is another word "fisherman" in front of this cultivator, his origin is unpredictable, and all the immortals will come after hearing about it. In such a situation, Yan Jiaqing is naturally even more shrewd.
There were still one or two days' journey from Nangong Mountain. Yun Zhong, who was resting in the car tent behind him, suddenly became speechless. He often could not say more than two short sentences in a day. The rest of the time, he mostly closed his eyes and spoke two or three times. There was no movement at all. At most, he just picked up the sword in front of his knees, and then slowly put it back in the distance, looking away with increasingly cold and thin eyes. For example, the shaft of the car outside the curtain passed through the mud, leaving two traces. , the rain has stopped in the empty mountains, the fertile soil is fishy and fresh, the wind passing through the mountains has always been incomprehensible, not stopping for the emperor, ignoring the thoughts of the literati, jumping for joy, rushing through the continuous mountain bends in a mighty way.
With half a day's journey left, Yan Jiaqing, who had transformed into a man, couldn't hold back his words after all. He took advantage of the rest period to tie the horse to the hitching post beside the bluestone official road. He watched the absent-minded young man walk out of the carriage tent and took a deep breath. With a tone of voice, and then with a playful expression, he took off his tattered clothes, leaving only his short brown body. He wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "The sky is getting hotter day by day. If it continues like this, in two or three days, my body will be heavy." The thick coat is about to become unbearable. You, the boy, used to like to wear plain white clothes, but now you are wearing this black clothes. Your face is pale, not like a handsome young man, but it seems impermanent. It is better to change into a thinner body. The white clothes are always more pleasing to the eye."
"I could afford it at first, but now I can't." Yun Zhong came back to his senses, but just responded with a smile. Then he looked into the distance again and saw swallows flying low and snakes and insects passing by. He felt relieved for no reason, so for a few days I said a few more words the first time, "The last time I left the mountain, I had never seen such a small baby swallow. Two years is a long time, but it is also a short time. It is a pity that I did not travel all the way. But most of the time, I have been sluggish and sluggish. No matter my practice or my mind, I may not be clean. Now I have to see the mountain gate after all, and I feel ashamed."
The man with a messy beard handed the horse with messy coats two handfuls of dried firewood. The latter rarely shook his face at Yan Jiaqing, but chewed a few mouthfuls calmly, and then went to drink water from a nearby mountain stream. Weird to say, Yan Jiaqing's ability to change his appearance is extremely high. If the object turned into a yellow rope on his shoulder was taken away, even Yun Zhong would be hard-pressed to detect any trace. It seemed that Yan Jiaqing had done this in the past. There were many regrets, and I had to hide my original face when I went out. It was really not a master's style. The young man also recognized that Yan Jiaqing's disguise skills were indeed advanced. But no matter how Yan Jiaqing changed his face,
In this way, and because of the tattered clothes he found from somewhere else, the gangster could tell at a glance that this person was Yan Jiaqing, and would often raise his hoof and kick him in the face.
"I can't afford to wear it. It's a fresh thing to say, but it's also very boring." The man snorted twice, quite disdainfully, and handed the yellow rope on his shoulder to the young man's hand. The yellow rope climbed to Yun Zhong's wrist on its own. Look, Very lazy, not much movement. Even if Yan Jiaqing kept silent, Yun Zhong could probably guess what time he was in the mountain temple that day. The former probably spent a lot of effort to barely get away from the old man who was clearly approaching the fifth realm. Although he knew that Yan Jiaqing's supernatural powers were cunning. It's hard to predict, but I think he barely escaped from the hot oil on the tip of the knife. What's more, he had already shouldered the big formation he had set up for the first glimpse of the door. Now, even if Huanglong often relies on the young man himself, it seems that he can't. Slow down.
Yan Jiaqing thought for a while, then swallowed the second half of the sentence and grinned, "As soon as these words came out of my mouth, I could guess what they meant, but Wu Shuang should be worried about this matter. Why should I bother to waste my words on his behalf? After I go to Nangong, the master and the apprentice can chat for a while, which is much more suitable than someone like me who doesn't speak well to intervene."
"Just saying, many people can't actually afford to wear that white dress. They talk about benevolence, justice, morality and warning, but in fact they do one thing openly and behind the scenes. They have done many shameful and dirty things, but in the end they wear that brocade dress. It's not that the clothes are so tight that even if you pour hot oil on them a few times, you may not be able to pull them off. You haven't even reached the age of getting married yet, and you've been thinking about throwing yourself into the mud all day long. It's really a bit confusing. To put it harshly, it’s just a combination of stupidity and ignorance.” Yan Jiaqing’s words were quite straightforward, and he didn’t spare any respect for the young man in front of him, but the latter nodded calmly, “It’s really stupid, that’s true. reasonable."
In this way, even if Yan Jiaqing wanted to take advantage of the boy's hesitation to say a few more words, he would have nowhere to say it. He curled his lips and coughed twice, then changed the subject and said, "People are always timid when they are close to home, let alone someone of your age. Boy, on the surface, I am very indifferent, but in reality, I am not necessarily humble. Who has never thought that the sun and the moon are all turning for me? , but in fact, I wish I was the only person in the world. I have been away from Nangong Mountain for two years, and my cultivation has stagnated. Moreover, I encountered disaster again this time and my Dantian was destroyed. How can I be willing to return in disgrace."
"If you only get a bachelor's degree in the rural examination, how can you be so shameless as to meet your husband?"
Yun Zhong sighed deeply and looked calmly at the man who was behaving inappropriately and putting his two fingers into his shoes. He smiled with admiration and said, "Mr. Yan is really Mr. Yan. With just a few words, he can make everyone reluctant." It is indeed a very difficult skill to speak clearly all the words I heard, but it is really not pleasant to listen to. If it is put in the ears of people with such a temper as a raging fire, I am afraid that the anger in their hearts will be difficult to resist for a while. Seriously I have to scold you a few times."
"The most valuable yellow dragon in our body is about to be handed over to your hands. Even if you lose a few words, you won't suffer any loss."
Since that day, Yun Zhong stretched the yellow dragon's body to ten feet, and Yan Jia
Qing's mood became more and more comfortable. Although he still couldn't stop teasing a few words from time to time, and his behavior also followed the shabby coat he picked up from nowhere, and he became less and less like a master. However, his complexion was indeed much better every day than before. , there was no drink to drink in the past two days, but there was no reluctance at all. He was smiling, often humming a very weird tune, and now he was grinning, like an old farmer in the field catching a glimpse of his crops after rain. Channeling tip.
But the young man was still a little distracted. He looked at Nangong Mountain, where the traces could be clearly seen, and sighed deeply.
In fact, Yun Zhong still had half a sentence that he had yet to say. Yan Jiaqing probably guessed a little bit, but no one spoke first.
He has made no progress in practice, and has never thought through all his doubts. Based on these two points, when Yun Zhong looked towards Nangong Mountain, his expression suddenly became desolate.
According to Wu Shuang's character, even if Yun Zhong's practice has stalled, at least his sword skills have not been put aside, and he will definitely not blame him. Everyone has their bad moments. Ten years ago, Wu Shuang was almost abandoned by Wu Jue to practice, but he still didn't. I feel a little disappointed, but I'm afraid it's not a small thing that I haven't figured it out yet. As for Wen Yu, the three-year period has come in the blink of an eye. Even if Wu Shuang is willing to stand up for his disciple, it is difficult to get rid of the root cause of his heart disease. His cultivation has not improved for a long time, and Yun Zhong's heart will naturally become more depressed.
What's more, after the Xu Dan fell apart, the lingering fire in it never dissipated. The lamp fell into the alchemy furnace and turned into flowing fire like light lines. Now it reaches the muscles and bones of the limbs, especially the liver meridian, which is very crowded. This made the young man almost unable to control his anxious thoughts over and over again, and he almost crushed all the disciples from Zhenxia Palace who were blocking the way with Huanglong until they were alive or dead.
"It's not so much the timidity of being close to home, but rather the fact that my disciple didn't do a good enough job, and I didn't share some of the burden on Miss Wen's shoulders. I feel so guilty." Yun Zhong laid the sword on his waist between his knees, his eyebrows lowered. He laughed silently, "When I was young and ignorant, I always felt that surviving in this world was the simplest thing. Just do whatever comes to mind. But if you think about it carefully, it seems that no one can live such an arrogant and wanton life. We are already in a dilemma, but behind us... There are thousands of torrents that force people to choose one, even if they are unwilling to do so, even if it goes against their true intentions."
"From the capital to Taoyuan Island, and then walking to Ziyin Mountain, I often feel restless. This is because I often put my thoughts on many people, or the people who have been protected by the ancestors of Shanjiu, or who have been hiding since childhood. The old man who was already a frightened bird, or the innocent sufferer whose body was thrown into the medicine field, it seems that in front of everyone, there is a majestic and insurmountable barrier that stands in front of them and cannot be avoided or stopped. .”
"In comparison, the hurdles in front of me are not really difficult. Therefore, I have been unable to cross them, which makes me feel guilty. I have already reached the foot of Nangong Mountain in less than half a day's journey, and I am even more worried. anxious."
Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off, but thoughts often occur and it is difficult to move forward. It is obvious that it only increases anxiety and cannot be controlled.
So the young man put away the long sword that was swallowed by the Water and Fire Sword, and sat quietly on the spot, with no intention of drawing the sword.
There are always mountains that look like gold and iron approaching, and even if the sword in the hand screams urgently, it will never stop the river.
