Talisman Emperor

Yin Zheng.

This is a secular town with dense smoke, dense rivers, interwoven boats and great prosperity.

In the streets, the flow of people is weaving, and the characters of the third religion and the ninth class are everywhere. Bookkeepers, traders, samurai, artists, talkers, tricks can be seen everywhere.

When Chen Xi had just arrived in Yin Cheng, he felt a strong and secular atmosphere, red and dusty, flourishing like a dream, very different from the practice world.

“Qingfeng Bao, fresh out of the cage Qingfeng Bao... Despicable ancestors have worked in the royal palace dining room, Grandpa Tai has eaten the steamed bags of despicable ancestors, he can't stop praising them. ”

“Ladies and gentlemen, this feather fan is sewn by the first talented lady of the Jade Tower. The title of the fan comes from the hands of Yuanlang Zhuang, the state-owned supervisor. Yuanxiang, Mo Bao Yu, only sells eighty gold. Don't miss the walk.” This is a dealer selling plume fans, drinking.

“Seeing the immortal, embroidered a piece of the mouth, a sword of fairies sprayed out, like a white rainbow through the sun, the cold light, covered the day, scared the old Willow demon to death, like he wanted to escape...” In the tea house, the bookman said in a spitting enclave.

“Ah, it turns out it's Brother Qing Chong, are you going to go to Beijing to rush the exam too? I heard that the chief examiner of the Han Lin Institute is Lord Xiao Lin Yu. This person has just the right personality, the iron face is selfless, the writing is strong, the most disgusting and dishonest of the embroidered articles. When we do the article, we have to take a good look at Lord Xiao Lin Yu's preferences, or else we will only be named Sun Shan. ”

“Brother Feng Bao said extremely that I have studied the holy book for 10 years in cold windows, not just the title of the gold list, the world is famous. After I have won the examination, I must go to the fallen cloud building of the first green building in the capital to have a flower wine, and find the first prostitute to have a good time. ”

“Hahaha, when the title of the gold list, the night of the candles in the cave house, his hometown, knew that the three things in this life are not the things that my generation admires? Brother Qing, take a walk, and let's put the wine together and have fun in a timely fashion. Do not fail this great year. ”

On the street, two students in Confucian green shirts, walking and talking, like the talent of the quiz in Beijing, have a vision and aspiration for the future.

Looking at the scene in front of him, listening to the various voices on the street, Chen Xi's mind unwittingly calmed down.

He walked in the secular streets, enjoyed the joy and sorrow of the common man and wife, watched them busy for a day's livelihood and thought.

This is the secular, red dust turbulence, the arts and crafts people are born to travel through it, live and die sick, and the fates of each of them, even though they are small and ordinary as ants, live indefinitely, forming this red dust hundred, driving historical change.

“The monks struggle under the Path of Heaven, strive to attain eternal life. Where the common man floats in humanity and plows for his own livelihood, the ridiculous monk, the despicable mortal, who thinks he is high above the earth and looks upon the living, but who is not small beneath the Path of Heaven? ”

“If this life can be founded on the path of heaven, can it rise above all things? ”

For the first time, Chen Xi stood in the mundane red dust of the river, looking at the sky, his thoughts were faint, and for the first time he had a strong impulse to break the yoke and base himself on the path of heaven.

He wondered how he would see the day he set foot in heaven.

“Brother, do you want to buy a pair of grass shoes? ”

Next to the streets where Chen Xi was stationed, a middle-aged woman was selling grass shoes, standing next to a little girl, short, thin, dark skin, dirty face, only a pair of big eyes dark and clear, bright as a star.

The little girl saw Chen Xiao standing in front of her own grass shoe stall for a long time. She thought he had seen her mother's woven grass shoes, hesitated repeatedly, or took the courage to ask softly.

“Don't talk too much, girl! ”

The middle-aged woman changed her face and complained that Chen Xi's style was not comparable at first glance. She feared that her daughter would cause Chen Xi's discomfort, which would be troublesome.

“Mother, we don't have enough money for medicine. What about my brother's illness?” The little girl lowered her head and her little hands hung together restlessly, weakly speaking.

Chen Xi has awakened from contemplation, see this pair of mother-daughter clothes full of patches, very sour, obviously living a life of extreme poverty, very pathetic.

And in the stall in front of the mothers and daughters, there was a pair of grass shoes, full of them, and at first glance, I knew that I had not sold one pair.

It was dusk, and if it weren't for the accident, none of their mothers and daughters would have earned much on that day.

“I'll take all these grass shoes. ”

Chen Xi moved his hand and handed a piece of silver to a middle-aged woman. "Take it and go home and see the child.” This piece of silver is enough for a poor man to live in peace for years.

“Ah, thank you, thank you, thank you...” The middle-aged woman had an extra silver dollar in her hands. She couldn't help but wait to thank her quickly. She was excited to say something.

Chen Xi, on the other hand, had already drifted away.

“Mother, have we met a fairy? ”

Chen Xi disappeared suddenly, causing the little girl to rub her eyes, thought it was a hallucination.

But looking for the past, but never seeing Chen Xiao again, only the silver dollar was still in her mother's hand, which made the little girl think she met the legendary fairy, dark eyes full of excitement.

Outside the shady city, the haunted mountains.

This is a shady place for everyone in the city to talk about, where evil spirits float, night out, specializing in people's hearts and minds, eating people's hearts and lungs, horrible.

The demons are said to have been slaughtered here when some of the rebellious bandits of the previous dynasty rebelled. The mob was ravaged, bloodshed and resentment continued, eventually turning into a demon.

For centuries, almost no one has dared come near this shithole, as rare as a forbidden place.

This evening, however, a dramatic figure arrived on the desert ridge, in a temple that had long been ruined.

This temple, with its four walls collapsing, is filled with dusty spider webs. The idols in the temple are also blurred, fractured and have collapsed long ago, and it is impossible to see who is offering the gods.

Boom!

Night fell, the dark clouds covered the sky, hands could not see five fingers, suddenly a burst of muffled thunder, silver snake dancing, ladies pouring down the rain.

Thunder, rage, heavy rain… render this wilderness's broken temple more and more gloomy and scary.

Pong!

A flame flashed, lit dry wood gathered on the ground, and the bear burned, adding a little warmth to the shady temple.

“One hundred and seven appraisal tasks, now finally completed, counting, it has been more than a month since leaving the Sect, and there are less than seven days left before the summit trial...”

The fire shook and reflected on Chen Xi Na's clear and resolute face. His eyes swept over the black bead the size of the pigeon egg in his hand, and he folded his hands away.

This is a ghost bead. It was earned after he killed a demon in the haunted mountains. It is not very precious, but it is a necessary ingredient to refine a heavenly scale Lindane.

“Hmm?”

At this time, Chen Xieyebrow picked out what he seemed to have found. “The evil ghosts are everywhere, the shadows are full of resentment, and it is just in the middle of the night when the rain poured out, thunder ripped out, how can anyone come here...”

“Oh, it's them. ”

Chen Xizhen spread, instantly saw that at the foot of that desert mountain, a pair of mothers and daughters were storming wildly, marching up to the desert, walking at a tremendous pace, all dressed wet, extremely wolfish.

They are the poor mothers and daughters who Chen Xi saw in Yin Cheng for a living selling grass shoes.

“Weird, don't they know the evil here...”

Chen Xi frowned and felt strange. A common man like them came here without a doubt with the sheep. After all, those demons do not distinguish between good and evil by killing people.

“Mother, there's a fire here. Let's go in and avoid the rain. When the rain stops, let's go home for the night, shall we? ”

“Fine, big girl. Slow down and fall carefully. ”

Soon after, the mother came over the desert ridge, rushed towards the broken temple and pushed the door in. When she saw the tide next to the fire heap, they were both stuck together, seemingly unexpectedly, they would meet the tide here.

“Sit down and grill the fire first.” Chen Xi stood up and looked at the mother and daughter drenched like soup chickens.

“Thank you son, thank you son...” The middle-aged woman thanked Chen Xixi as she wiped the rain from her body, repeating the same sentence. Although she was a bit nagging, she could see that she was a simple and kind woman.

Shortly afterwards, Chen Xiao learned that the mother and daughter lived in a village on the other side of the desert ridge, and that there was another road leading directly to their village, but in order to hurry to treat their son's illness, he couldn't care less, so he could only copy this shortcut and rush back overnight.

“Brother, what are you doing here? It's a haunted mountain. There are many evil ones. Aren't you afraid?” The maid raised her little head and asked Chen Xi.

“If there's a demon, why aren't you afraid?” Chen Xiaoqiao asked.

“Afraid, but my mother and I have to go home to fry my brother medicine. He is very ill. My mother and I are worried that we can only go home at night.” The big girl said with a smile.

Chen Xiao looked at the little girl's dark face and squeezed out a lousy smile, suddenly stunned, with a hint of silent emotion and shock in her heart.

It's just a five- or six-year-old child. In order to see her brother, even fear can be forgotten. Even her own life is in danger... What kind of emotion can make her so brave and fearless?

“Brother, this is a fairy crane I knit for you, see if you like it or not.” The big girl burst into tears and said that she carefully opened her pockets and stroked for half a day, but only took out a wet straw.

“The Crane was crushed... Brother, I'm sorry.” The girl looked at the straw of her palms, tears poured out in her eyes, and she whispered.