Lingxian Zhenjun

"Fourth, you said the shopkeeper of the silk shop colluded with outsiders?"

Li San took a deep breath, his expression was a little disbelieving, but he had to think carefully when he said it from the mouth of the fourth child, "The shopkeeper Wang was hired by me when I started the shop, and he has worked hard all these years. He manages the silk shop well... he's an old brother, but I can't accept it when he suddenly says he's eating and drinking."

"Senior brother... Ordinary people don't practice Taoism like me and don't care about wealth. Well, let the theater open tomorrow as usual, and everything will be known."

Chen Yuan pulled San'er to pick up the wine and drank another full glass, joking and reopening the atmosphere, and swept away the frozen atmosphere. , Chen Yuan's face still smelled of alcohol.

The steward respectfully arranged for the two side rooms to retreat. Chen Yuan, who hadn't touched the bed for a long time, directly declined the fat Taoist's desire to discuss late at night, closed the door, and lay down directly on the bedding, which was made of high-quality silk and satin. It is made of duck down, and it must be stuffed with duck down, which San'er asked someone to lay down on purpose, and put it under his body, and he was so lazy that he didn't want to get up.

Chen Yuan rested her hands behind her head and looked at the ceiling of the curtain. After getting used to it these two days, she probably understood that after the time and space overlapped, the era they were originally in stretched a long way forward in this world.

According to the calculation of the trajectory, the world opened up by the concubine Ren Zuyi should be the Jin Dynasty Hu people who went south. After the time and space coincided, they were abruptly dragged to the beginning of the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

After all, hearing the fat Taoist mention Chen Qingzhi, after all, there are still some names in later generations. It is not difficult to speculate that this is the actual story of Nanliang.

"Fat Taoist and Feihe came here 20 years ago.Others have also been late...Master...I don't know whether to come out at the front or behind. '

"The Heavenly Master's Mansion has become the Heavenly Master's Way, and the Canglan Sword Gate is still there. The original edict forbidding them to go down the mountain should have disappeared at the same time...otherwise there would be no disciples going down the mountain. '

'There are also the memories of ordinary people in that world, such as San'er, the life experience in the original time and space, the people he knew, perfectly integrated with the historical background of this world, and he didn't even notice that he ran here from the other side. '

'As for being haunted...'

Chen Yuan looked at the top of the curtain and smiled. If there is no evil spirit, then only people are pretending to be ghosts, and they don't even bother to guess what's going on.

Searching around for an expert is fruitless, even if he finds it, he will probably be beaten away like the monk San'er invited before, and the only thing he can do is the young son he met before.

Forget it, teach me a lesson tomorrow.

Yawning, Chen Yuan took off her robe, got into the quilt, and gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep.

A night without dreams.

After regaining consciousness and waking up, the sky was already bright, and the sun was shining through the paper window in a warm yellow color. After I put on my robe, I tapped my finger on my forehead and cleared away the dust overnight.

When he opened the door, the steward of the courtyard was already waiting there. In the small courtyard in front, the fat Taoist was squatting with his little apprentice. It seems that in the past 20 years, Lao Sun has become much more self-disciplined than before.

"Mr. Chen, breakfast is ready in the side hall of the front yard. My master has already gone to the theater to open for business. The master said that the master has finished eating and can come over anytime." …

"It's work."

Chen Yuan cupped her hands, watched the steward leave, and called the master and apprentice over there. The fat Taoist waved his hands: "Boss, you go first. I will beat this son of a bitch well. He actually wet the bed last night. His body is too weak."

"That's up to you."

Chen Yuan smiled, this is the master training the apprentice, he can't intervene, under the pitiful eyes of the little Taoist boy, turned around and went to the front yard, under the peeping eyes of a group of maids, slowly finished the sumptuous meal, declined The steward arranged a carriage for him, and he casually walked out of the house in such a simple outfit.

Go around the city a few times to see the Nanliang style,
In the distance, the sound of horseshoes and footsteps came here. Chen Yuan followed the pedestrians and stood under the eaves of the street. In her eyes, she saw a figure in a white robe riding on horseback. The hilt, the black wooden scabbard, seems to have noticed the gaze from the street, and turned his head to look at a teacher under the eaves of the street. He has a handsome face and a half-foot long beard, which makes people feel good.

And Chen Yuan arched her hands with a smile, and was also looking at the general on horseback. He was not tall and mighty, and even a little thin. He had a good appearance, a mustache on his upper lip, and a short beard on his chin. prestige.

The general glanced at Chen Yuan suspiciously, then turned his head, and walked away to the street with a group of personal guards behind him.As soon as the soldiers left, the crowd gathered and became lively again.

"Did you see, that person just now was General Chen who was ordered to escort the clan of Wei Guo..."

"Oh, can this body be escorted to Luoyang? I'm afraid I'm very tired before crossing the river."

"It's not what His Majesty thinks, he chose such a person."

Buddhism flourished in Nanliang, but so did the military front, which pushed the national border to Yuzhou, not far from the Yellow River, and Luoyang was also within Chichi.

"Is he Chen Qingzhi?"

Chen Yuan only carves the other party on the Wuguzhu, engraves the name, naturally there is no appearance, if there is a chance, I can get acquainted, thinking, walked out of the eaves, and walked a street before coming to the theater building .

From a distance, the fat Taoist's apprentice, a little Taoist boy named Sun Yingxian, was playing with stones outside. When he saw Chen Yuan coming back, he threw the stone away and ran into the building. Soon, Sun Zhengde was still alive. Li San came out to welcome him.

"Fourth, where have you been? I even sent people to look for you everywhere in the city."

"I walked around, and many places have changed, but I didn't find what I was looking for." Chen Yuan really didn't lie, she walked around casually, in fact, she wanted to see the Liu Mansion back then, and the building where old man Zhao retired behind the scenes The small courtyard, unfortunately, after time and space overlap, it is no longer in the original place.

"The theater building is open, how is the business?"

"Boss, you don't need to ask, you can see everything at a glance."

Chen Yuan went in with the two of them, the building was empty, only a dozen or so guests, they should be old theater fans who have been here all year round.

"Not bad, at least there are spectators, and it happens to be able to spread the story of today's ghost exorcism, and the business will still come back."

"Then do you want to prepare something?"

"No need, brother, go get busy." Chen Yuan sent San'er backstage to prepare for the puppet show. He pulled the fat Taoist and Xiaodaotong to sit in front near the stage. …

The furnishings are a bit like the stage theaters of later generations. It can be seen that San'er has spent a lot of energy.Soon, gongs and drums sounded, and the originally flat stage rose up like a drawer. Under the hanging tablecloth, you could vaguely see the people inside, just like you used to pull an ox cart and perform in the car, only changed. a bigger stage.

This play is also simple. It tells the story of a scholar who has married a wife at home and is supported by his wife. The soul of the wife went down to the underworld and cried to the king of Hades.

The content of the opera is old-fashioned, and it can be performed by puppets, coupled with changeable scenes, and the tearful dialogue of the people behind the stage is still quite interesting.

Xiao Daotong, who was watching the puppet show for the first time, cried so much that he was about to climb up the stage on his feet and beat the scholar puppet, but the fat Taoist pulled him down and scolded him before he gave up.

"If I marry a mother-in-law, I will definitely be better than him!"

"Hmph, I still want to marry a woman even if I'm not even hairy... I'm telling you as a teacher, you have to be more straightforward to please girls, understand?"

"Oh." Xiao Daotong nodded in a daze.

I don't know when, Yiyi babbled and sang in the stands in front of the dialogue hall. The stands in front of the hall were quiet. The fat Taoist noticed something and wanted to get up, but Chen Yuan quietly stretched out his hand and held him down, "Don't worry."

At this time, a dozen or so old theater fans around the stands folded their arms unnaturally, feeling that the temperature in the theater building had dropped, and it was Mayday outside.

"Hiss...why is it suddenly cold?"

"Isn't that ghost coming?"

"Dare to come out in broad daylight?"

"It's daytime outside, and there's no sunshine inside... why don't we go."

Someone pulled up his companion, didn't dare to stay longer, and quickly ran out. Li San behind the stage also felt the temperature drop, and knew that it was the thing that came out, so he hurried out. Just as he was about to call the fourth child, he suddenly stopped and gasped. Take a breath.

In front of the field of vision, two rows behind Chen Yuan and the others, and a figure of Mimohuhu beside a spectator.The onlooker naturally saw it too, and was so frightened that he sat there trembling, not daring to move, twisting his lips, and silently called for help to Li San.

'help me……'

The word "I" in his mouth fell, and the fat Taoist spat, grabbed the mahogany sword, stood up from the front row, stepped on the stools, and ran towards the lake figure quickly.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Like a magic trick, the mahogany sword opened in mid-air, turned into a generous and simple epee, and swung directly at the figure.There was a bang, and the stool under the figure was crushed and burst in an instant, and the trembling spectator next to him screamed "Wow!", and rolled away with his head in his arms.

Mohu's figure dissipated, and what was revealed was a forest sword. The next moment, the sword body swayed and flew upwards. A black shadow caught it, pulled out a sword flower and carried it behind him, flying lightly from the second floor. The descent is like a sword fairy in the world.

It was the young master I saw in San'er's house before.

"I don't think this fat Taoist priest can still be able to..."

The son who descended showed a smile, but before he landed, the dharma sword in his hand suddenly broke out of his palm, lost its support immediately, and fell heavily to the ground. …

His eyes were astonished, and he saw the dharma sword flying out of his hand, hanging in front of a teacher.

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Chen Yuan flicked the edge of the sword lightly with her fingertips, and without looking at the person opposite, she whispered to San'er, "It's not good to let the guests go out, it won't be splashed with blood later."

"You also know how to control swordsmanship? Who are you?!" The young man got up from the ground. He knew that the other party might have a skill, but he was also a character in the world, after all, he couldn't feel that the other party had cultivation.However, at this time, the opponent's sword was much better than him.

"I?"

Touching Senhan's dharma sword, Chen Yuan gently raised her hand, and the dharma sword fell into her palm by itself. When the rest of the spectators were brought out of the theater by Li San and bumped into the door, Chen Yuan walked towards the other party slowly with the sword, the corners of her lips hooked. smile.

"My name is Chen Yuan... the head of your family is Xu Qingfeng? Ask him if he recognizes me. As for sword control, I not only know how, but also..."

With a restrained smile, the blade slashed downwards, and while the robes fluttered away, the Gang Qi overflowed and turned into a big circle covering the whole body.

"...and can kill dragon energy!"

The moment the magic power diffused, the theater building neighed one after another. Amidst the panicked screams of the puppeteer, the wooden idols in front of and behind the stage came alive, glowing scarlet, and swarmed onto the stage, guardrail, and beams.

All the candles in the building were extinguished, and it suddenly became dark.

The young man was trembling all over, his face turned pale with fright just looking at the faint golden aura, in his gaze, the teacher opposite was walking in the darkness holding a sword, surrounded by countless pairs of scarlet eyes like stars blinking and blinking look.

The trembling spread to the heart.

This is the encounter with an old monster who came out of seclusion somewhere.

As he thought about it, his knees softened, and he knelt down with a 'plop', knocking his head to the ground, "Senior, I know I was wrong!"