Chapter 61 Return to Pingshan

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The next day, Chen Xuan packed up and put all the necessary things into Jinyun's pocket, leaving the soul-nurturing gourd with Yuyang for protection.

After saying goodbye to everyone, he did not go straight out of the mountain and back to Baiyun Temple. Instead, he still took a long detour and came out of the mountain from the other side.

Go to a nearby town to buy the things you need and put them in Jinyun's pocket.

He changed into a knight's attire and headed straight to Pingshan County with his iron sword in hand.

In two or three days, Chen Xuan, wearing a bamboo hat, a short jacket and an iron sword in his hand, came to Pingshan County after a long journey.

He was not in a hurry to return to Qingfeng Mountain, but was planning to go to the city to find Shen Jun to inquire about the situation.

At the city gate, he looked specifically and saw that there was no wanted notice for him on the notice board.

I pulled my bamboo hat and followed the crowd into the city and headed straight to the City God's Temple.

As soon as I entered West Street, before I reached the gate of the City God's Temple, I saw a large group of people surrounding me in front of me, and more people were coming this way.

"Friend, what's the excitement here?" Before he could find anyone to ask, a young man next to him asked him curiously.

Chen Xuan turned around and looked at the young man. He was wearing a green shirt, with a face like a crown of jade, and a pair of red and phoenix eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows. He was extremely handsome.

He was holding a fine long sword in his hand, and he had a free and unrestrained temperament, like a young knight wandering the world.

Behind him was an old man dressed in the same style, about fifty years old. He had a long knife on his waist. The handle was warm and polished.

"I don't know either." Chen Xuan shook his head.

I saw the young man grabbing someone and asked, "Hey, uncle, what's going on in front of you?"

The man turned around and saw that he was about thirty years old. He had thick eyebrows like citrons, eyes like bells, a round nose and a wide mouth. He had a weather-beaten face and green beards growing out from under the sea.

He glanced at the three of them and said, "Are you from out of town? The White Lotus Sect is going to compete with the Chenghuang Temple again."

"Oh?" The young man didn't expect that the person he picked up would have such an extraordinary appearance. Hearing his words, he asked with interest: "What kind of competition? Do you want to fight?"

The man was also joining in the fun. Hearing this, he said with great interest: "Fight, why don't you fight? Say it there at the beginning, and then fight after you finish talking. How about I squeeze forward and listen to what they say?"

Seeing how interesting he was, the young man cupped his hands and said, "I'm Huang Tiandang, a native of Xiangshan, Yangzhou. What do you call me uncle?"

"Hey, Yangzhou? That's so far away." The man heard him announce his home address, cupped his hands and said, "My name is Zhao Sheng, I'm a local, and I make a living collecting firewood on weekdays."

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at Chen Xuan together.

Chen Xuan was stunned for a moment, what else does he have to do here? Then he cupped his hands and said, "I am Chen Yang, from Lanling, Donghai."

"Lanling? A good place." Huang Tiandang praised, "I heard that the Chen family, the Yinghou, one of the Sixteen Pillar Kingdoms of Dayong, is from Lanling."

"We are just ordinary people and have nothing to do with General Zhu Guo." Chen Xuan laughed.

Although it has been a while since I traveled here, I only know the general geography.

The reason why he said this was entirely because his ancestral home in his previous life was in Lanling. He never expected that such a place existed in this world.

Seeing that Huang Tiandang wanted to say more, he quickly pointed to the front and said, "Let's go in and take a look."

He also wanted to see how the White Lotus Sect and Shen Jun discussed Tao.

"Hey, it was all nonsense at the beginning, using Fu Shui to save people, there's nothing interesting to see." Zhao Sheng said: "If you ask me, it's better to wait until they start fighting before going there.

At that time, some timid people who dare not approach will be able to make room. "

Huang Tiandang pointed to a restaurant in front and said, "Why don't I invite everyone to sit in that restaurant and find a seat by the window on the second floor to have a clearer view."

The restaurant is diagonally opposite the Chenghuang Temple, and the second floor allows you to see clearly the entrance to the temple.

When Zhao Sheng heard this, he immediately responded: "If you are willing to treat me, then I will go."

When Chen Xuan saw it, he nodded and said, "There is a treat. If you don't go, it will be in vain."

"Let's go then." Huang Tiandang didn't care and walked towards the restaurant, entered the door and went straight to the second floor.

Sit down at the table with the best viewing position in the northeast corner, and then ask the waiter to order a table of dishes.

Chen Xuan lowered his head and looked down, and saw two altars set up in the wide open space at the entrance of the City God's Temple. On one side were Shen Jun and others, and on the other side were a group of people in white.

Zhao Sheng pointed to a man wearing a white lotus crown and a lotus robe from the White Lotus Sect and said: "That person is the incense master of the White Lotus Sect, his name is Liu Chengxuan.

I heard that an incense master came before and was killed. After some time, the incense master Liu came again. "

Chen Xuan's heart moved and he asked, "Do you know who killed him?"

Zhao Sheng looked around and saw no one else, and whispered: "I heard that it was Taoist Master Daoxuan from Baiyun Temple in Qingfeng Mountain who killed him. Not only the incense master, but also many people from the White Lotus Sect, as well as the county magistrate's wife and master, All the big households in the city were killed by him.

At first, the county magistrate made a fuss about arresting him and bringing him to justice, but later, for some reason, the Yamen suddenly changed his story and said that it was a passing gangster who had committed the crime, and the wanted order was revoked. "

"Why is this?" After hearing this, Huang Tiandang asked with great interest: "Doesn't this Daoxuan Taoist's hands and eyes reach the sky?"

Zhao Sheng shook his head and said: "We don't know the specifics. It is said that a noble person from above suppressed the matter and even moved into Baiyun Temple."

"Living in Baiyun Temple?" Chen Xuan frowned, where did this noble person come from?

Just as he was about to ask again, he suddenly heard someone next to him say: "Brother Huang, I haven't seen you for many years, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

When Huang Tiandang heard this, he turned around and saw a man in white coming upstairs with two maids in white, and they were cupping their hands at him.

He couldn't help but said in surprise: "Lu Yuanjie? Why are you here too?"

Lu Yuanjie sat down at the table next to him and asked with a smile: "It's my turn to ask Brother Huang this question. Why did you come to this bitter cold place like ours when you're not in Yangzhou Xiaoyao?"

Huang Tiandang rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "You know I love to join in the fun. I heard that your saint was lost in Pingshan County, so I came here to have a look.

As soon as I arrived, I saw that the White Lotus Sect was about to fight with someone, so I was ready to watch the excitement here and then go to see the place where Ju Jiaer died. "

Ju Jiaer? From the White Lotus Sect?

Chen Xuan glanced at Lu Yuanjie unexpectedly and saw that he was about thirty years old, with a square face, fair and beardless, and elegant.

He doesn't look like a cult believer, but like a scholar with poetry and books in his belly.

However, Huang Tiandang seemed to have a good background, and he dared to mock their saint in front of the White Lotus Sect.

Lu Yuanjie's expression changed when he heard this, and then he smiled and said, "This is indeed your style, Brother Huang."

"Hey, you are not here for Ju Jia'er, right?" Huang Tiandang asked curiously: "I heard that she was killed by someone lighting firecrackers, or was it done by the Chen family of the Black Snake, is it true? "

"Tsk tsk~"

He clicked his tongue and said, "How could such a beautiful woman be willing to do anything to her?"

"How can Brother Huang believe such rumors?" Lu Yuanjie shook his head and said: "The Chen family is the pillar of Dayong, and our White Lotus Sect is a serious sect. We wholeheartedly encourage people to do good, so how can there be a conflict?

Moreover, I taught Saint Jiayuan not to return to the embrace of the Holy Mother, but because her practice failed and suffered backlash, she returned to the main altar to cultivate. "