Baishixian Road

Chapter 29
Jingzhou, Dongling's family.

It is famous, not only because it is a big family with a hundred years of inheritance, but also because it is a martial arts family with a large number of masters.

Among them, Tanglin Zhijie became famous more than 30 years ago.

Known as 'Nine Sword Immortals'.

If Wulin is compared to the peaks of mountains, Dongling Zhijie is one of the highest mountains.

Others can only look up.

"According to legend, Dongling Zhijie's martial arts has entered the realm of transformation. I also heard that Dongling Zhijie has not been able to retreat for several decades. In fact, it is to understand the mystery of martial arts. Maybe in a few years, Dongling The Ling family can produce a fairy."

In a tavern in Lingshu County, Xu Mo listened to a man dressed as a gangster talking eloquently.

For Xu Mo, this is his second visit to Lingshu County.

The perception was bad the first time, but it was much better the second time.

Buy a new set of clothes first, and then go to restaurants for consumption. If you have money, no one will dare to underestimate it, let alone check your identity and household registration.

Good wine and good food were served on the table, and I heard a few men next to me chatting about the trivial matters of the world. Xu Moshe was a bull, so he immediately invited them to drink and asked them along the way. This was the beginning of the scene.

Dongling Pavilion was also sitting beside them, and when they heard others praise their Dongling family, they couldn't hide their complacency in their eyes.

"Dangling Zhijie, is it really so powerful?" Xu Mo asked, his voice full of expectation.

He wanted to explore the real method of immortality, which obviously couldn't be found from existences like Xuan Shanjun or Zuo Yuantao, so Xu Mo changed his mind and changed his method.

He decided to enter the world to explore.

One is to understand the world, and the other is to see if we can find another way to find the result we want.

"Dangling Zhijie is naturally powerful. Back then, he was very arrogant when he swept Kyushu with his sword." Said the Jianghu man.

Xu Mo was even more determined. This time, he went to talk to this Dongling Zhijie first.

This was his plan.

Otherwise, why bring Dongling Pavilion.

"Aside from Dongling Zhijie, are there any similar gods?" Xu Mo asked again. After drinking a few glasses of wine, the Jianghu man opened his mouth and told Xu Mo a lot about the world.

In this way, Xu Mo knew a few more names.

Such as 'Jiuhua Shitai', or 'Desert Greedy Wolf Star'.

The Dongling Pavilion next to it was not angry, saying how those few people could be compared with Dongling Zhijie.

As a result, a few quack men heard this and were unconvinced. They were at odds with each other, and with the smell of alcohol on their brains, they almost started a fight.

Xu Mo persuaded a few people, turned around and saw an acquaintance wandering outside the tavern.

Xu Mo looked at her, and she also looked at Xu Mo.

"Come in, sit down!"

Xu Mo greeted, Lin Jiuyuan entered with a sword and sat next to Xu Mo.

Obviously, this girl followed them all the way, not knowing what to do.

Xu Mo didn't hide it, he always spoke up when he had something to say, and asked when he was confused.

"Why are you following us?"

"Xu, Mr. Xu, can you take a step to speak?"

The meal was almost finished, so Xu Mo said goodbye to those gangsters, left behind some broken silver, patted Dongling Pavilion on the shoulder and stood up.

The latter was helpless, knowing that his skills were inferior to others, so he could only follow obediently.

When I walked outside, the cool breeze was blowing on my face, but the smell of alcohol in my stomach became stronger, which made me feel strange.

Lin Jiuyuan looked at Xu Mo.

"How did you know about that poem?"

Obviously, this was the reason why Lin Jiuyuan followed him all the way.

Human beings are curious.

Women are more prosperous.

"Of course you told me." Xu Mo said truthfully.

Lin Jiuyuan had a warm expression on his face: "Sir, Jiuyuan sincerely asks for advice."

Honestly no one believes this.

Xu Mo had no choice but to talk nonsense, saying that it was someone else who said it.

"Have you met my parents?"

"No."

"Who told that to sir?"

"Okay, I've met your parents, so it's okay."

"Even if I have seen it, my father and mother will never tell this poem."

What the hell!

Xu Mo didn't want to talk anymore.

"Please tell the truth, sir." Lin Jiuyuan bowed.

"To be honest, you were the one who told me this poem." Xu Mo didn't bother to talk about this matter anymore. To him, this matter was meaningless.

"Last time ten of you were devoured by Lao Xuan and refined to become ghosts. I talked with you all for one night, and you, Lin Jiuyuan, begged me to use this poem to send a message to your parents at home, saying that you will not be able to be filial at the knees of the old man from now on." gone."

After finishing speaking, Xu Mo saw that Lin Jiuyuan wanted to say more, so he hurriedly reached out to stop him.

"Don't ask any more, just stop here, it's the same whether you believe it or not."

Seeing this, Lin Jiuyuan had no choice but to swallow his doubts and stopped asking.But when I thought about it carefully, I instantly felt creepy, my pupils shrank, and sweat appeared on my forehead.

It's all because what Mr. Xu said sounds like nonsense and unrealistic at first, but after a careful taste, he is vigilant and implicitly linked, and the logic is impeccable.

Just because Lin Jiuyuan was involved, if that kind of thing happened, she would definitely do it.

And if this person doesn't intercept him halfway, ten of them will really go up the mountain to fight tigers. What will happen if they lose.

Perhaps it will be as this Mr. Xu said.

This is the key to her fear.

At this time Xu Mo had already taken Dongling Pavilion on a long journey, Lin Jiuyuan bit his soft lips lightly, and followed quickly.

Xu Mo didn't want to talk to her, thinking that she would follow if she wanted to, and left after a while after getting bored.

Practicing martial arts and practicing Dharma, in addition to having a strong body and various methods, the spirit is also very good, and one will not feel sleepy without sleep for several days and nights.

If you want to travel far, you don't want to stay overnight.

But before leaving, Xu Mo still had some things to do.

He went to the county government office and stood outside with his eyes closed.

Dongling Pavilion and Lin Jiuyuan stood not far away, although they didn't understand, they didn't ask.

At this time, it was late at night, and the lonely moon was in the head. In the government office, Fan Wendi, the county magistrate, was at the desk to review the papers. They were all trivial matters in the county.

"Long-term, fetch some tea."

Fan Wendi ordered.

A small official outside the house hurriedly responded, took boiling water and poured tea, and when he brought it, he found that Fan Xiancheng was dozing off with his eyes closed and his forehead closed.

Seeing this, the little official stepped forward, not daring to disturb the adults, and prepared to take his coat to cover him.

But he didn't expect that just after the cover was finished, Fan Wendi woke up suddenly, his chest heaved, his eyes were open and he was panting, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"My lord, my lord, you are..."

The little official was also taken aback, thinking that the county magistrate was probably startled in a dream.

Must be a nightmare.

At this time, Fan Wendi woke up like a dream, first looked around, then scolded the little official and let him go out.

"Being like a donkey's liver and lungs with good intentions, you deserve it!"

The little official scolded in his heart, but he could only leave respectfully.

When he was alone in the room, Fan Wendi drank a sip of tea to calm his mind.

"Dream, yes, this is a dream, but, but this dream is too real, especially the man in the dream, he, how does he know..."

Fan Wendi muttered to himself.

Some things, some people, dare not think about it, and break out in a cold sweat when they think about it.

Fan Wendi got up and thought about it, then sat down again, picked up a pen and ink, wrote a document, stamped it with a red seal, and called for a small official.

"Follow this order quickly, without delay."

The little official was puzzled. After going out, he opened it and looked carefully, only to find that it was the county magistrate who wanted to put one of the people in the prison.

Said that he had been found not guilty, and he was immediately released to his hometown.

"Guo Xie's family probably spent a lot of money, otherwise, why would you be so anxious. No wonder people say that the prefect's [-] snowflake silver in three years is too fast."

After finishing talking, I went to work.

Fan Wendi in the room was still restless.

The experience in the dream lingered in his mind, he couldn't get rid of it, there was nothing he could do, he had done many wicked things in these years, it was really scary.

"If this Mr. Xu is a ghost, I will offer his portrait to him. After receiving the incense, he will probably not come to embarrass me again. Yes, yes, just do it."

After talking to himself, Fan Wendi didn't even sleep, splashing ink and painting all night.He is talented in literature, calligraphy and painting, otherwise he would not be admitted to the county magistrate.

After a long time, a portrait of a character appeared vividly on the paper.

I saw the person in the painting wearing a long robe, young and handsome, floating towards him, and behind him stood a huge tiger.

After the painting was completed, the next day, I found a carpenter to build a sacrificial hall, hung the statue in it, knelt down day and night, and offered incense to it.

Not to mention, I feel much more at ease.

Naturally, Xu Mo didn't know about this. He had already left the boundary of Lingshu County by now.

(End of this chapter)