Nongsui Lane is in the southwest of Youju Town, next to Zhacao Lane, and to the south of Zhacao Lane is Xiaohua Lane.
The woman dragged Liang You and Wang Lushui, who were struggling together, through Zhacao Lane. Yang Yun came from the alley with a book of sages rolled up in one hand and chanting something.
Seeing Yang Yun who looked like a stupid goose, the woman glared at him bitterly.
"Sister Malan, why are you staring at me?" Yang Yun wore a long cloth robe. She had washed it countless times and the original color could no longer be seen.
Malan said angrily: "It's all your fault!"
Yang Yun froze his head and thought hard, then suddenly realized, he hurriedly bowed and apologized: "It's all my fault that I read the sage's book loudly last night, which disturbed the good dreams of my neighbors. If we have a quarrel, I am willing to come and apologize."
"No need!"
Malan angrily pulled Liang You and his wife into Xiaohua Lane.
Wang Lushui's shouts resounded through the streets and alleys: "You bitch, count how many years I have been married to you? How have you treated me? I am lazy and lazy every day, while other people's men make money and renovate their houses. Okay, what about you? It’s okay if you don’t make money, why do you have the nerve to ask me for money?
After all, they deceived money from me, then turned around and went to Sao Fox's place to eat wontons. Wasn't the food I cooked delicious? Are you unfamiliar with me, you white-eyed wolf?
Dog man! I must beat you to death! "
Malan tried to stop the fight and said, "Lv Shui, lower your voice so that the neighbors can hear the joke!"
"I won't! Let you guys listen to how that sexy fox selling wontons seduce other men, bah!"
Yang Yun didn't squint at the sage's books in his hand, and murmured to himself: "Don't listen to what's inappropriate, don't see what's inappropriate..."
"Brother Yang."
Zhao Chan stood in front of Nongsui Alley.
Yang Yun raised his head and smiled: "Oh? Brother Zhao Xian!"
While talking, he bowed to Zhao Chan and saluted.
The young man returned the gift and ran to Yang Yun: "Can I ask Brother Yang to teach me how to practice calligraphy? I will give you money."
"It's good to practice calligraphy!" Yang Yun's eyes lit up, "Money, an external thing, is like dung to you and me, so there is no need to mention money! Dear brother, when you have time, come to my brother's house and give me the money to practice calligraphy." I need to explain the key points to my wise brother, and then he can copy a lot of famous calligraphy."
"Brother Yang, are you free tonight?"
"Yes, some..." Yang Yun nodded happily, "I am waiting for my dear brother at home."
"Thank you, Brother Yang."
Yang Yun bowed and said goodbye.
Helpless, Zhao Chan returned the favor again.
Brother Yang is good at everything, but he is particularly persistent in etiquette.
A foreigner stood on the street and watched Zhao Chan unlock the door and walk into the yard.
"The third house in Nongsui Lane."
Wu He, a thug hired by the businessmen, found him and bought Zhao Chan's life for ten taels of silver.
"You can earn ten taels of silver by killing a young man. Hey, it's so easy to earn this money."
Before making money, you have to check the spots, lock the target, and choose to break into Zhao Chan's house in the early morning and kill him with a quick and accurate blow.
Since you have accepted the task, you must complete it with quality and quantity.
He is a practitioner in the low-grade body-forging realm.
For a person with very low talent like him, if he wants to improve his realm, he can only buy expensive tonics to strengthen his body.
Now, the money in his hand has long been squandered, and ten taels of silver can make his life much easier. He can even squeeze out six taels to buy the ten-year-old asparagus grass from the medicine shop in Youju Town, and continue to move towards the middle-level body training realm. A tough trek.
He whispered: "I want to make progress so much."
"Your Excellency is so sneaky, do you want to do something bad?"
The stranger was startled: "Where did you come from?"
Yang Yun spoke righteously: "I'm watching you with fierce eyes, staring at Nongsui Alley with evil intentions..."
"I asked you how you got here!" The foreigner was frightened and panicked, and couldn't help shouting.
"Oh, I'm coming over here."
"Sick in the brain!" the stranger cursed.
Yang Yun advised: "Confucius said, a benevolent person loves others, and a polite person respects others. Those who love others will always be loved by others; those who respect others will always be respected by others."
The stranger looked at Yang Yun blankly: "You, me, my mother... your mother..."
"Your Majesty, please watch your words!"
"Fucking scoundrel! He's mentally ill!" The stranger had secretly followed Zhao Chan and found out his address. He turned around and left, ignoring Yang Yun. "It's bad luck. In Youju Town, a bird like this doesn't give a damn." In such a small place, one can actually meet sour scholars."
Yang Yun shook his head and sighed, feeling that the world was declining.
He walked to the wonton stall, took out two cents from his pocket, and said to Zhang Cuicui: "For a bowl of wontons stuffed with chives, add more soup."
Zhang Cuicui's eyes were as charming as silk, and she deliberately teased him: "Brother Yang, have you heard about it?"
"I studied hard behind closed doors and only went out during meals. I didn't hear anything about it." Yang Yun sat down with the sage's book and shook his head.
He was doing two things at once, listening to Zhang Cuicui's words and silently reading the knowledge of sages.
Zhang Cuicui stood. From her perspective, Yang Yun had a leprosy on his head: "They said you broke into the widow's house at night."
"Oh, nonsense." He sneered, not even angry.
"Some people say you are going to marry the widow."
"Bullshit! In my heart, I only have the humble words of sages and great righteousness."
Yang Yun comes to the wonton stall on time every day to eat a bowl of wontons stuffed with chives, and she has already prepared them.
Serve the wontons.
Zhang Cuicui sat next to him with stern eyes, watching him holding a book in one hand and scooping wontons into his mouth with the other, reciting scriptures in a low voice from time to time.
"Brother Yang..."
"Um?"
"Tell you a secret."
"Don't listen to anything inappropriate."
"It's about Brother Yang."
The leek-filled wontons made by her mother had a unique taste. After her mother passed away, Yang Yun thought she would never be able to eat them again. Unexpectedly, the leek-filled wontons made by Miss Zhang tasted exactly the same as those made by her mother.
So he would eat a bowl every day. In this way, he imagined that his mother was still by his side.
"Is it related to me?"
"yes."
Yang Yun put down the sage's book, stood up and bowed seriously, saying, "Miss Zhang, please let me know. I'm very grateful."
Zhang Cuicui also stood up with a smile, followed suit, and returned the favor: "Brother Yang, sit down quickly, the leek stuffed wontons won't taste good if they get cold."
"well."
She said: "Actually... I'm not a widow. I... I've never been married."
"Ah? Why did Miss Zhang claim to be a widow when she came to Youju Town?" Yang Yun asked in surprise.
Zhang Cuicui blushed with embarrassment, her eyes were greasy, as if she could draw threads: "To repay my benefactor."
"Repay your benefactor?"
"My benefactor gave me a bowl of rice when I was about to starve to death."
"This man is really kind!" Yang Yun praised.
"Well, he is indeed a good person, a good person in the true sense." Zhang Cuicui said: "He is studying hard and looking forward to being named on the Gold List and winning the Toad Palace in the coming year."
"Same as me!" Yang Yun said happily, "I am also studying the books of sages and sages, and I hope to be named in the Yanta Pagoda in next year's scientific examination!"
He said: "Miss Zhang, where is this person? I really want to make friends with him and discuss knowledge together. We will definitely gain something."
Zhang Cuicui shook her head: "Brother Yang, the soup is cold. I'll give you another spoonful."
"Here you go, girl."
…
Drop the latch.
Zhao Chan looked at the two sisters sitting and standing in his courtyard, a look of surprise flashed across his face.
When Bai Youjun, a girl in green clothes, saw him coming back, she walked up to him like the owner of a house and took his arm. "Mr. Sir, are you tired after working all morning? I brought you something to eat."
Zhao Chan pulled out his arm and retreated to the door, holding the peach branch angled at his waist with his right hand.
Bai Youjun was not impressed by his indifference. He happily placed the food he bought on the table in the room and shouted delicately: "Mr. Lang, it's time to eat!"
My sister said that she was too nervous last night about a girl chasing a boy and wearing a veil. It was really unnecessary.
Zhao Chan is a lonely young man. As long as he treats him well, he will soon fall into the land of gentleness.
Bai Youjun kept his sister's teachings in mind and bought wine and meat from Qian Ji's shop. He wanted to follow her sister's instructions to capture Zhao Chan.
"Mr. Lang, come here quickly!" She waved and shouted.
The voice is crisp and playful.
Zhao Chan kept his eyes on Bai Yuqing. He did not ask why they broke into his home, but said, "How do you want me to make bait?"
Bai Yuqing sat on the wooden bench, looking up at the sparrows chirping and jumping on the branches of the tree. It was a sycamore tree that grew at Zhao Chan's neighbor's house. It was three or four feet high. She said casually: "I haven't thought about it yet. But you Informed the Demon Slayer Department of the whereabouts of me and Qingmei, the Demon Slayer named Wang Huan is looking for us all over the town."
She withdrew her gaze and landed on Zhao Chan's chest: "You have a book in your arms?"
"Um."
"show me."
Zhao Chan became more wary.
Bai Yuqing stood up and deliberately slowed down his pace, which made him feel pressured. "If I really want to kill you, you will die silently. Don't even think about asking the Demon Slayer Division to avenge you. They will never know that it was me who killed you." about you."
"Lang Jun, don't be afraid! Sister is scaring you!" Bai Youjun shouted.
He had no way of telling whether Bai Yuqing was trying to scare him, so he took out "Qiong Lin" and took the initiative to meet Bai Yuqing and hand it to her.
Bai Yuqing flipped through the book and asked, "Do you yearn for Confucian learning?"
"I just like useful knowledge."
"How do you judge whether the knowledge in the book is useful?"
Bai Yuqing felt that Zhao Chan was speaking arrogantly.
How many bright and poor scholars have studied all their lives, but they are just memorizing it by rote. A young and ignorant boy from the countryside has not learned much knowledge, but he has a great tone.
The ignorant are fearless.
Zhao Chan said: "First memorize the knowledge."
"Then what?"
"Go and do it seriously. If knowledge is really useful, then it will definitely make my life better and better."
"What if you follow the guidance of knowledge and your life gets worse and worse?"
"Read more books and memorize more knowledge." Zhao Chan said honestly, "I can probably sum up some trivial truths."
Bai Yuqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's a stupid idea."
"Yes, although the method is stupid, you can know which knowledge is useful and which knowledge is useless."
"interesting."
Bai Yuqing returned "Qionglin" to him, and instantly took away the peach branch he had inserted into his waist.
"Huh."
"Sister, are peach branches a magical weapon?" Bai Youjun jumped up and down beside Bai Yuqing, curiously looking at the newly sprouted peach branches.
"It's strange, Taozhi gives me the feeling that it is a magic weapon, but not a magic weapon."
Bai Youjun asked in surprise: "Could it be a spiritual weapon?"
Bai Yuqing shook his head: "If it were a spiritual weapon, Zhao Chan would have been sucked to death by it."
The peach branch accidentally fell into Bai Yuqing's hands. Zhao Chan first carefully put away "Qionglin" and then stood there waiting.
The two sisters are aloof practitioners, and he is just an ordinary person.
Given the huge gap, the best choice before him was not to act rashly. If he still wants to live...
"How did you get the peach branch?"
"Lao Liu gave it to me."
"Who is Lao Liu?" Bai Youjun asked eagerly.
Zhao Chan replied: "The master who taught me how to pick lacquer."
Bai Yuqing glanced at the room and saw the remains wrapped in red cloth: "Old Liu is dead?"
"He went to Villainous Mountain and never came back."
"Have you been to Evil Mountain?" Bai Yuqing asked.
The Evil Man Mountain is filled with miasma and unenlightened monsters are rampant. If he goes there, he will be truly blessed and blessed.
Although there is only one word difference between monster and wild beast, there is indeed a world of difference.
Monsters can already absorb spiritual energy. If they have the opportunity to open up their spiritual wisdom in the future, they will embark on the path of spiritual practice.
The beast only has instinct.
What's more, the ability of monster beasts to absorb spiritual energy and temper their bodies is no longer comparable to that of beasts of the same race.
"went."
Bai Yuqing checked several times and found nothing, so she returned the peach branch to him: "Since you entered the Evil Mountain, you didn't encounter any monsters?"
"No."
"True?"
"The truth." Zhao Chan said solemnly, inserting the peach branch back into his waist.
Bai Yuqing frowned. She and Qingmei had already been to the Evil Mountain. As far as they could see, colorful miasma permeated every corner. Unintelligent monsters gathered in the mountain. A handful of monsters that had enlightened their intelligence. Occupying the cave, breathing in spiritual energy.
"You lied. You didn't go to Evil Mountain. You must have picked up some bones in the wild and lied that they belonged to Old Liu." Bai Yuqing said.
Zhao Chan was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I did lie."
Bai Youjun looked at him sadly.
She doesn't like lying men.
They become a couple in the future. What should he do if he lies to her?
"I don't know if the wreckage belongs to Lao Liu. I searched for it in the Evil Mountain for a long time and only found these."
"..."
Bai Yuqing observed his expression carefully.
Calm and calm, like a lake without ripples and wrinkles.
Facing cross-examination, Zhao Chan remained so calm, not like a young man, but like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life.
Young people become mature, that's probably it.
"Qingmei, let's go."
"Sister, sister..."
"Um?"
"I, I want to stay."
"Nonsense!"
Bai Yuqing raised her eyebrows, and Bai Youjun followed her obediently in an instant.
Bai Youjun suddenly became happy because Lang Jun didn't lie.
The Evil Mountain is so big, it is very rare that he can search all over the mountain for his master's remains.
"Who are they?" Sun He poked his head out from the other side of the courtyard wall.
Zhao Chan looked at him doubtfully.
They are neighbors who see each other without looking up, and they have known each other's personalities for a long time.
Sun He seemed to be a new person.
Earlier, he was talking to the two sisters in the courtyard, and Sun He must have been squatting on the wall with his buttocks clasped to watch the fun.
Did he just come home? Did you just hear the noise in your yard?
"do not know."
"Oh." Sun He retracted his head.
Zhao Chan walked back to the house.
On the table, in addition to the wine and meat that Bai Youjun bought, there are also shabby books that he prepared to mix with others.
Sun He still didn't take it away.
He didn't even mention the "treasure book" again.
