After that, Wen Guying thought about Guyue Gate again and said, "Before going to the capital, let's go to Guyue Gate first. Going to the capital and the Shenxia Temple will take a lot of time. It's not good to keep Tong Luo waiting. .”
"Indeed." Li Chuan sighed. In this way, there will probably be little time before the New Year. If there are some twists and turns, he may not be able to return to Yunqiao Township during the New Year.
Wen Guying saw that Li Chuan was not in a high mood, so he said, "Why don't we wait until the New Year is over before going to the Shenxia Temple?"
"Okay?" Li Chuan asked.
"That's about right. I estimate that it will take at least three to five months for Head Wang to go to Cangwu Wilderness to look for clues. They can't find anything for a year and a half each time."
Li Chuan thought about it for a while, but refused and said, "Forget it, let's finish it all in one go. Otherwise, staying at home will be uncomfortable if you have something on your mind. Just..."
"What is it?" Wen Guying asked.
Li Chuan said: "Has Daoist Wen been to the Shenxia Temple? Before we go, should we collect more information? For example, has anything happened near the Shenxia Temple in the past few years? Are there any strange phenomena? some type of."
Wen Guying replied: "I have never been there. I only heard that Qinshuitan seems to be drying up soon."
Li Chuan said sternly: "We'd better investigate carefully first and be cautious." He was afraid that Wen Guying would ask him again, so he emphasized: "Although I guess in my heart that Tiansu is dead, the Shenxia of the Shenxia sect, We don’t know what it is yet, but it involves the ancient immortal after all. Immortal Yunyi can block so many people from Xuanmen in Yanqing Mountain. If we accidentally violate the taboo of ancient immortal Tiansu, then …”
"I understand. I must be careful and never trust anyone." Wen Guying promised Li Chuan, "We just happen to be going to the Qintian Prison. At that time, please ask the Palace Supervisor to send people to investigate near the Shenxia Temple. We Go over there again. What do you think?"
"Okay." Li Chuan said reluctantly.
Wen Guying added: "Brother Li, don't worry, we went to the Shenxia Temple to find clues, not to knock down the statues."
Li Chuan thought to himself that when he tricked him into going to Xuanshui Mountain and Xialin Village, this person was in the same tone. But since he had already planned to go, he didn't dwell on the old score. He just emphasized it again: "Anyway, we can be as cautious as we can. It's always right."
Wen Guying agreed and said, "Brother Li is right."
After they finished chatting, they walked out of the teahouse and walked back.
In the next few days, Li Chuan still read "The Classic of Patterns" in the morning, took a nap and replenished his magic weapon. From time to time, he went to the market, walked to Blacksmith Cen, and went to the river to catch fish.
Wen Guying did not always follow Li Chuan. In addition to teaching Gong Er Pang San how to practice, he would also go out for a few days from time to time. It was rare for him to have free time, so he happened to visit some old friends.
Sometimes they bring back some special products, such as eight-hundred-year-old bear paws and thousand-year-old tiger skins.
A few days later, before Li Chuan planned to set off, Wu Kong and Blacksmith Cen arrived.
Wu Kong knocked on the door and shouted: "Brother Li, your Master Wu Kong is here!"
Immediately afterwards, the door opened, and Gong Er took them in and said, "We are packing our things. If you don't stop, we will arrive in the capital."
Wu Kong said: "I just returned to Chongfu Temple the day before yesterday, and I am here today."
Li Chuan walked over and happened to hear Wu Kong's words and asked, "Where have you been?"
Wukong said: "I went to collect a praying mantis monster. It's not high in cultivation, but it's very cunning. I used this stick to turn it over inch by inch before shaking it out."
At this time Wen Guying also came out, and Li Chuan introduced them to each other.
Wukong said: "I have always heard of Master Wen's name, and this time I finally met him."
Wen Guying also said politely: "Where is it?"
Blacksmith Cen looked around and asked, "Where is Tong Luo? Is he not here?"
Li Chuan said: "The house he wanted to rent has finally been vacated and is being cleaned up there."
Then Li Chuan called to the third party: "Third brother, go and tell Tong Luo and ask him to come over. Then go and book a plain banquet."
"Okay." The other three responded and walked out.
Li Chuan was basking in the sun in the backyard. He cooked a pot of longevity fruit, drank tea and ate it, while chatting with Wen Guying.
So he moved a few chairs to the backyard and invited Blacksmith Wu Kongcen and Tong Luo to sit in the backyard as well.
Wu Kong peeled off a longevity fruit and said, "You can live a good life."
Li Chuan said: "It's just a few days of leisure."
Not long after, Pang San came back with Tong Luo. As the few of them chatted, they started talking about Zhuxing Pavilion again.
Blacksmith Cen didn't hide it, saying: "My blacksmith shop is indeed passed down from my grandfather's generation, but he never said what sect he belonged to. He just passed it down as a cooking craft."
"My talent is higher than that of my father, so when my grandfather was here, he taught me a lot of tricks and a set of mental techniques. After practicing for a long time, I did become a lot stronger, and the quality of the weapons also improved a lot. .Other than that, there’s nothing special about it.”
He said: "When I was young, I also yearned for Xuanmen. I tried in some small sects, but was rejected by all of them. I returned home disheartened. After being decadent for a while, a monster hunter came to my door. , insisted that I give him a dagger, saying that with the dagger I made, he could kill any wild boar demon and save many people. I was so entangled by him that I couldn't do anything, so I gave him a dagger at random. "
"Has he finished killing him?" Gong Er asked aloud.
Blacksmith Cen replied: "After killing him, he even brought me a pig's head."
"Is he still working as a monster hunter?" Tong Luo was a little curious.
"Died, five or six years ago," Blacksmith Cen couldn't hear too much sadness in his tone. "Anyway, there are people who need my skills, and I quite like blacksmithing." He looked at Wen Guying and said, "Zhuxing Pavilion I have never heard of it before. If you are interested, Master Wen, I can write you down the set of ideas?"
Daochang Wen said: "The weapons you shoot are indeed very good, so I am just a little curious."
Blacksmith Cen said: "I will continue to pass it on."
The longevity fruit shells were scattered all over the ground under the golden sunlight. Gong Er was pecking at a longevity fruit. Hearing what Blacksmith Cen said, he raised his head and asked, "Are you also going to get a wife?"
Blacksmith Cen was silent for a moment and said, "I have a wife."
Everyone was surprised.
Blacksmith Cen smiled: "She is a monster hunter. Next time she comes back, I will take her to identify people."
"That's it." Gong Er lowered his chicken head and continued to fight the longevity fruit.
After chatting for a while, the vegetarian banquet was delivered, and several people had a meal. Two days later, they saw off Li Chuantong's old friend Luo Wen, arranged the table, and had a meal.
Zhang Yuanwai, the magistrate of Xuxian County, somehow got the news that Wen Guying was at Li Chuan's house, and they all treated him to a meal.
One sunny morning, Li Chuan felt that his pants were a little tight after getting dressed. So the three of them finally carried their luggage, got on the small carriage, and set off for Guyue Gate.
(End of chapter)
