Chapter 63 Hometown

Shu, the silkworm in the sunflower. The kingdom of Tianfu is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in the west, the Three Gorges Peaks in the east, the Bashan Qinling Mountains in the north, and the Yungui Plateau in the south. Surrounded by mountains on all sides, according to the dangers of the world. Its terrain is like a silkworm cocoon, and its people can weave and embroidery well, and its name is Shu.

In November of the 16th year of Hongxiao, the emperor issued a decree to stop building artifacts and set fires on the Shangyuan Festival next year. When the news came out, the world was in an uproar. Then there was a rumor that the emperor's body was getting worse and worse, and he was soon alive. In the northwest border, the sword was drawn, and the war was imminent.

In the same month, Rong Hui and the four of them arrived in Jincheng. In the south of the Yangtze River, there are clouds and smoke. Although in the middle of winter, green willows and green bamboo can also be seen everywhere. The old man rode on the bear's back, holding a smoke gun in his left hand, and a bamboo leaf in his right hand, and put it in front of the bear's mouth to amuse the bear.

Rong Hui walked outside the city and saw that men and women were wearing blue clothes on the road. Although they were both cyan, some were as bright as willow leaves and some were as dark as copper rust. Some are as clear as blue water, and some are thicker than moss... At a glance, I found that there are no more than ten kinds of cyan, and the patterns are all the same. I can't help sighing: "The cocoon in blue really lives up to its reputation!"

"In addition to cocoon silk, there are also paper in Shu." Bixia walked beside him and said leisurely, "It is said that seven or eight rune masters in the world are all in Shu, with Qingcheng Mountain as the head of the horse."

"Who dares not know the charm of 'Zhang Tianshi'!" Rong Hui was awe-inspiring: "It is said that 'Zhang Tianshi' Fulu sells well, or because there is a ghost city in Wushan. From time to time, a few little ghosts ran out. Those who have money or not buy a charm for him. He smiled and asked the old man, "You also claim to be an apologist of summoning and exorcising ghosts. Why don't you have the courage of 'Zhang Tianshi'?"

"Diao worm's little skill, exhaust and fish, and then drink the northwest wind?" The old man sneered: "The old man, I am kind-hearted, only the predestined ghost, and give him a chance to reform!"

Rong Hui couldn't help laughing: "So people live in 'Qingcheng Mountain', occupy the blessed land, and are supported by thousands of disciples. What about you? Walking through the streets and alleys, I was looked at by people.

"What's it like?" The old man was stunned, frowned and asked, "Is my old man wrong?"

"You only know what it is, but you don't know why!" Rong Hui was better than walking in the leisure court and said where he thought of it: "Where did the ghost come from? Resentment has changed. Where did the resentment come from? The dead have changed. Where did the dead come from? Living people have changed. Where did the living people come from? It came out of the mother's womb. As long as there are living people in the world, there will be dead people. If there are dead people, there are people who are unwilling to die. If there are people who are unwilling to die, there are people who become ghosts. As long as you keep the living person, you don't care about that fake mercy. Where should he go? That's the way. Zhang Tianshi has a way. How about you? You don't go to the way at all!"

"What do you say?" The old man spit out a cigarette and laughed, "You little doll, talk about a set of crooked ideas. No wonder you are fascinated by these two little girls!" Xiaoxuan frowned and looked at Bixia. Seeing her coldly watching, she was relieved.

"You old man is so indiscretion. Why is it useless to say this!" Rong Hui looked at Xiaoxuan and saw that she did not respond. He quickly changed the topic: "We are going down the river. What are your plans?"

"Old man, I will continue to be the first two people!" The old man smoked a cigarette and saw that everyone was puzzled. He readily explained: "Witch, doctor, musician, 100 workers. My old man can attract people's souls and give people medical treatment. In addition to the first two people, I also learned to speak with Qin dialects.

Bixia nodded, raised her hand and waved it gently, held out a roll of thin book out of thin air, handed it to the old man, and smiled indifferently: "See you later!"

"Very beautiful, very beautiful!" The old man took it with a smile, stuffed his head into his arms, took out a roll of cloth, raised his hand and shook it away, and picked it on the bamboo branch of his right hand. Rong Hui followed the trend and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the four Tibetan front characters "Daluo Jinxian" written on the flag front. I also saw a column of small words on the left and right, "I wish you all your wishes come true and cure difficult and miscellaneous diseases", which is even more confusing.

"You three little dolls, not bad!" The old man jumped off the bear and patted the bear's head again: "You're also good!" After saying that, he held the cigarette gun and went away. Walk out ten feet and sing loudly:

I bowed my head and went to the ravine, chasing the lost years. The wind and sand are all over the valley, and the childhood days are gone.

I looked up and looked for the distant past. Bai Yun wandered leisurely and didn't change anything... The song was sad and faded away.

Rong Hui saw the old man go away and couldn't help muttering, "Is this a senior master?" He asked Bixia again, "What you gave him is the silk book in the tomb of the ancient Jiang Kingdom?"

"Hmm!" Bixia nodded slightly and looked at the cat and the bear. She couldn't help but be shocked and said, "Jin Xinglingzhu?"

"What, Lingzhu?" Rong Hui looked at the bear, saw it still looking ahead with a simple mind, and quickly asked, "Where?"

"It is the 'gold law' inherited by the 'Tianyun clan'." Bixia slowly squatted down, touched the bear's head, and looked carefully.

When the panda saw this guy who never took care of himself, he suddenly stroked himself, couldn't help trembling, and hurried to run behind Xiaoxuan. Bixia stood up and smiled happily: "Just now, the old man slapped it with a 'golden law', and in the future it will be the real 'gold-eating bear'!" If you are relieved, you are still a little proud.

"Golden Bear?" Rong Hui squatted down and felt it. He found that there was indeed a rule in the bear's body, which was gathering its whole body. He asked Bixia, "Then how should this guy be fed in the future?"

"The gold master is restrained, aiming to gather yin and yang." Bixia said, "Just feed the grain spirit food, and avoid cooked meat." After saying that, he looked up at the sky and said leisurely, "I'm leaving too."

Rong Hui and Xiaoxuan looked at each other and looked gloomy. Rong Hui guaranteed: "When you want to help, just come and look for it!"

Bixia was slightly stunned, turned around and looked at Rong Hui, nodded, and turned away. The bear roared in a low voice, and Rong Hui waited for her back to disappear. He looked up and saw the sunrise in the clouds. It was already noon, so he discussed Xiaoxuan: "Let's go to the city and have a meal. It is said that Jincheng's 'Mapo Tofu' is famous all over the world. It can make fermented soybeans taste. Let's try it?"

Xiaoxuan nodded and agreed. After entering the city, she not only tasted all kinds of snacks, but also bought 12 sets of "Zhang Tianshi Ghost Catcher" to study them carefully. Thinking that it is necessary to visit relatives and friends when I go back, I bought 12 cocoon of all kinds of cocoon, 12 knives of famous pieces of all kinds of pictures, and then went south. In the evening, I rushed to a small town by the Minjiang River, took a boat south and went straight to Yibin. Then transfer to the fast ship that goes straight to Yangzhou and go down the stream.

The water in the Three Gorges is urgent, and the boat travels quickly. It has been 17 years since Hongxiao arrived at Yiling.

In the first month, there was a great famine in the north, and the court opened a warehouse to help the victims in Yanjing. In the fifteenth dynasty of the first lunar month, suddenly some officials impeached the "true king of Huangshui" to bully the king and defiant the law, encircled the land and harmed the people, leading to the 14th year of Hongxiao's failure in the war. The ministers seconded, and the emperor issued an order to move the "true king of Huangshui" to Yunnan and change it to the "true king of Lijiang", fined him for one year, and strictly falsely accused him.

The ship has traveled to Xiangyang in February. Early this morning, the passenger ship moored to Hanyang. Xiaoxuan is ready to go ashore and get up early to dress up. Holding the mirror, he suddenly found that Rong Hui was looking at himself with a smile. He couldn't help but remember that last night, the guy still looked at himself with this mirror. Suddenly, his face was like a glow, patted the mirror, and discussed with a straight face: "Do you have to give a spiritual vein, ready to pick it in Hongdu or go to Nanjing?"

The spiritual vein is under the control of the household department. All monks who have to be awarded the title of "Xianjue" can choose a spiritual vein in the state government office of their origin, or go to the provincial government office to select the spiritual vein of other states. Or go to the two Beijing Household Departments to choose other provincial spiritual veins. Rong Hui came from "Danxia Mountain" and naturally settled in Ganzhou Prefecture.

"It doesn't matter. Even if you have money, you can't choose a good spiritual vein anywhere else." Rong Hui tilted in **, looked at Xiaoxuan, and seemed to smile: "Let's go straight back, meet Rong Xue and Ling Xiao, and ask about the situation in the past few years before we can make a long-term plan. At least I am also a disciple who has returned from traveling and has become a great disciple. Even if they don't allow me to live on the mountain again, they have to send me 25 mu of spiritual fields. Don't worry about having a place to settle down!"

"Then you still can't get up!" Xiaoxuan said annoyanly, "It's not easy to stop. Let's go out and have a look." Rong Hui responded with a happy smile, jumped up, patted the bed board gently, and greeted with a smile, "Xiaohui, it's time to eat!"

With a low roar, the bear crawled out from under the bed and sniffed around.

"Go!" Rong Hui opened the hatch, pointed to the river and ordered, "Go catch fish by yourself!"

The panda felt fooled, roared, and rushed straight out of the door, which made Rong Hui stagger. Rong Hui stood firm, angry and funny: "Hey, you have a lot of strength..." He said, wearing clothes and hats.

The world is peaceful, and cultivation is popular. Huang Laofang was circulated among the courtiers, opened the atmosphere of alchemy, and then spread to the court. In February, some internal servants stole tribute alchemy, which was a huge waste. The emperor once again issued an order to reduce the materials used, reprimanded the ministers, and reiterated the prohibition of Wei Yaoshu.

In the same month, the Clipchuan sailed to Jiangzhou, and Rong Hui returned like an arrow. On the same day, he took the Clipper to Ganzhou and took advantage of the last north wind to go up the river.

In March, the Empress Dowager died, and the court was busy with funerals. Drought in the north and drought in Shandong.

In April, the emperor finished the funeral and issued an order to exempt Shandong from the disaster tax and grain. In addition, because the ministers concealed the disaster situation and the disaster relief was inefficient, they ordered the ministers to self-reflection and ordered the departments to discuss in detail about the corruption of the people.

April 14th, it was summer. In the hometown of fish and rice, the water vapor is strong, hot but not hot, hot but not dry. Under the sun, Rong Hui took the bear down the bridge. He couldn't help pulling Xiaoxuan and laughing: "My little brother Hui is back again..." His hands couldn't help trembling. The momentum was released, and the voice resonated, like a muffled thunder. When the people on the same boat saw it, they were shocked, but they seemed to be shouted out and said goodbye happily.

The bear trebled with fear when he saw the sudden change of his temperament. "Wow" roared, came to Xiaoxuan's legs and rubbed around. Xiaoxuan was timid and a little excited. She asked happily, "Are you going to Danxia Mountain now?"

"Go, why don't you go?" Rong Hui turned around and saw the carriage coming. He raised his hand and said, "Go to the north gate!" With that, he pulled Xiaoxuan into the car and turned around and told the bear, "You follow." The bear suddenly felt that he was neglected and was full of unwillingness.

Rong Hui laughed: "This carriage is thin. If you collapse, I have to lose money!" He also ordered the driver, "Let's go!"

As the carriage moved forward, Xiaoxuan waved his hand to make a boundary and asked in a low voice, "What do you have on your face with the black iron box picked up from the river on your way?"

"Hmm!" Rong Hui's heart trembled slightly and frowned and sneered, "I hope it's nothing!" Slowly squeeze your fists tightly. Wait for the carriage to go to the gate, pay for the carriage, put the bear into the armor, cheer up the spiritual power together, and gallop through the wind.

The two of them breathed and flew to the "Conch Peak" for a moment and found Rong Xue's original residence. Seeing that the boundary was open, they shouted, "Rong Xue, Ling Xiao, I'm back!" The voice stirred, shaking the boundary "buzzing" and shrinking slightly.

After a while, a girl in purple ran out of the building. He was about to say hello, but when he saw that it was not Rong Xue and Ling Xiao, he quickly asked, "Who are you, the person who originally lived here?"

The girl was disturbed and was very unhappy. She looked up and scolded, "Who are you?"

Rong Hui didn't have time to pay attention to her. He wanted them to improve their cultivation and live in the upper floor. He said "sorry" and jumped up, sweeping his mind and sensing them one by one.

After he reached the Shaoyang period, he calmed down and could feel the soul fluctuation within three or five miles. Condensing and exploring, you can search 20 miles. Now when the divine thoughts swept away and rose to the fiftieth floor, I suddenly found an acquaintance and greeted Xiaoxuan: "Come with me!" Fly out.

Rong Hui took a detour to the side of the Jinjiang River and saw a young man in a green shirt standing outside the boundary of a stone platform. He smiled and said, "Isn't this Yang's nephew? Oh, it's time to call me brother now. Congratulations!"

The young man was stunned and looked back at Rong Hui for a moment. His face gradually turned white and he exclaimed, "Is that you?" It's Yang Menglin.

Xiaoxuan then followed and recognized him, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He condensed into the boundary, found Rong Xue, and happily greeted, "It's me, open the door!"

The door opened, and a green shadow flew out. The spiritual light is restrained, and it is Rong Xue. When she saw Rong Hui and Xiaoxuan, she burst into tears with a flower in front of her. He wiped his tears again, patted gently on the stone table, and let go of the boundary.

Rong Hui was inexplicably excited. He only felt that his forehead, ears and back were hot, and the corners of his eyes were wet. He immediately swept down and took Rong Xue's hand and asked, "What's the matter? Who bullied you? Say..." Before he finished his words, he heard Yang Menglin ask: "Sister Li, you are finally willing to see me! So, you promised me!" The feeling of joy is beyond words.

"What, promise?" Rong Hui was stunned and turned around and shouted in a low voice: "Get out-" sounded unintentionally, but he was really angry. A word is like thunder.

Yang Menglin was close to each other and unprepared. She was shocked and her ears were numb, and her body and mind trembled. Her legs staggered and retreated three steps in a row.