Chapter 189 The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead
"Taoist Priest, this is just a trivial skill of mine. You are overly complimenting me."
Cheng Long looked up and down for a while, but he couldn't recognize the origin of this person. It can be seen that the Taoist priest in front of him who is knowledgeable in Taoism is most likely not a plot character.
However, just based on the fact that this person comes with a sword, it can be concluded that the person who comes is a return to his original nature and attained the Tao Quanzhen.
"My little friend, you are too modest. Your ability to transform spiritual energy into form has reached the state of transformation. I am so envious of the old Taoist!" The old Taoist with white hair and childlike face, wearing a simple Taoist robe, holding a fly whisk in his hand, walked with ease and ease, like clouds in the wind. In him, one seems to be able to feel the heaviness accumulated by the years and the dignity cast by history.
Face to face, this person gave Cheng Long the impression that he was an old scholar with profound knowledge and superb Taoism.
It is far from being comparable to Yan Chixia, who became a monk halfway.
"Dare I ask the elder's last name?"
"I am a humble person, but I am a master of science and a master of science. I wonder where my little friend learned from me?"
Taoist Master Xuan Gui studied under Mount Laoshan, but the place where he usually lives is not the Taoist temple in Mount Laoshan, but a waterfall called Bitan.
Bitan Waterfall is more than 500 miles away from Yunlang Town, not far but not close either.
"Taoist Master Xuan Gui, I have no family or sect."
"Rogue cultivator?"
Taoist Master Xuan Gui frowned and said doubtfully: "It doesn't look like it, and the spirit energy transformation technique you just performed cannot be learned without the orthodox Xuanmen. Is there anyone in your ancestors who has joined the Taoist sect?"
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"Taoist Priest, these seem to be my young master's private matters. Why do you ask so many questions?"
Bai Ling's beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, with dissatisfaction mixed between them. This old man was so rude that he came to disturb them rashly, but he was still questioning them.
"Haha..." Taoist priest Xuan Gui, who knew he was in the wrong, smiled heartily and apologized: "My little friend, I forgot that I have a beautiful woman with me, so I disturbed you rashly. Please forgive me. I live in Quzhou, five hundred miles away. Bitan Waterfall in the county, if you pass by it someday, you can go talk to the old man and I won’t bother you.”
"Taoist Master, walk slowly."
Watching Taoist Priest Xuan Gui fly to the official road with his sword, Cheng Long looked back at Teacher Bai who was protecting the calf, and said affectionately: "Ling'er, you performed well just now, but when you meet Taoist priests with advanced cultivation in the future, it's best to It’s better not to say too much. After all, you are a female ghost. If you meet a mean-spirited person, you may find trouble.”
"Just look for trouble, why are you afraid of what they will do!"
Bai Ling is no longer a little girl with no power to restrain a chicken. Ordinary Taoist monks don't need to take it to heart at all.
"Young Master is not afraid, I just don't want to cause trouble."
"Having said that, don't forget the true identity of the young master..."
Teacher Bai's fighting prowess was off the charts tonight, and Mochou was left speechless once again.
……
Two days later.
Cheng Long brought Yan Chixia's sheepskin scroll to the door of Wumenju.
Creak!
The wooden door was pushed open from the inside out.
Immediately afterwards, Cui Hongjian, who was carrying a load, walked out and saw Cheng Long standing at the door. He put down the load in his hand with a smile and said, "Mr. Cheng, would you like a bowl of tofu pudding? The freshly made tender tofu pudding is particularly delicious. .”
"Okay, let's have a bowl and put more sugar."
"Okay!"
Cui Hongjian skillfully took out a bowl of bean curd, sprinkled a large amount of crushed rock sugar into the bowl, and then handed it to Cheng Long's hand.
"Brother Cui, the provincial examination is coming soon. I think you should not think about repairing the house. You should live here first. If you need money, tell Shi'er. I think he will be happy to support you. Otherwise, you will be able to live here every day. How many copper coins can you earn?" Cheng Long said while drinking Douhua.
"Mr. Cheng, Shi'er doesn't have any money either..." Cui Hongjian looked at Cheng Long longingly.
"Want to borrow money from me?" Cheng Long drank the bean curd in one gulp and joked with a smile: "Okay, as long as you become famous and are willing to give me half of everything, I will give you the money. You can borrow as much as you want."
"Half?"
Scholars have a more flexible mind and immediately thought of official positions. They frowned and said, "Mr. Cheng, if you say so, then when I get the honors in the future, won't I have to share half of them with you?"
"Don't worry, I don't want any of the things that cannot be divided, such as fame, official positions, etc., I only want half of it."
"That's no problem."
Cui Hongjian only cares about the identity and official position of scholars. He will not give points for these, and everything else is not a problem.
"Don't think about it?"
Cheng Long raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a devilish smile.
It's not up to him to decide whether they can be separated or not.
As long as Cui Hongjian dares to sign this contract with him, he will be able to take out this document and take away everything that belongs to Cui Hongjian if he is unkind in the future.
He did this simply because he wanted to buy insurance, otherwise it would be really disappointing if he accidentally funded a corrupt official.
"No, I've thought about it clearly."
Speaking of this, Cui Hongjian changed his voice and said: "Setting up stalls selling bean curds these days has taught me a truth. If a poor scholar like me wants to be rich, he can only fight hard and earn money by selling bean curds." The money to repair a house and go to Beijing to take the exam is simply as difficult as going to heaven.”
"So how much are you going to borrow?"
"Twelve taels of gold."
Cui Hongjian has a new finger. If you want to borrow more, you can borrow more. Anyway, if you don't get the honors in the future, you don't have to worry about failing.
Mr. Cheng didn't say how much he would repay. He only said that half of the money and items he would earn in the future would be shared. Then as long as he was poor enough, he would have nothing to lose.
"No problem, come in with me and sign a document."
"It should be." The two of them entered Wumenju one after another.
Afterwards, under the witness of Shi'er, a written document was made.
"Brother Cui, this gold bar is exactly ten taels. Take it and weigh it. If it's not enough, tell me."
Cheng Long took out an exquisite wooden box out of thin air. The moment he opened the box, Cui Hongjian and Shier's eyes widened.
The box actually contained hundreds of gold bars of uniform specifications and shining golden light.
If they had such a box of gold, they wouldn't be interested in getting fame or subduing demons, they could just lie at home.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Take it to the scale!"
"Oh oh..."
Cui Hongjian took the gold bar, turned and ran to the kitchen, borrowing Yan Chixia's scale to weigh it.
One tael in Liaozhai World is approximately equal to 37-50 grams. The net weight of the gold bars given by Cheng Long is 500 grams, which is definitely enough.
Sure enough, Cui Hongjian, who had weighed the gold bars, took the initiative when he came back with the gold bars in his arms: "Mr. Cheng, you gave me too many gold bars. I weighed them and found that there are fourteen taels!"
"It doesn't matter, I'll give you more."
Cheng Long patted Cui Hongjian's shoulder, turned around, took out the parchment, and handed it to Shi'er. "Shi'er, this is what your master gave me. You put it away first and return it to your senior for me later."
"Brother Cheng, are you going out? Can you take me with you? Because I want to leave this sad place and kill a few monsters to vent my anger." Shi'er fell in love a few days ago. The girl he had secretly loved for many years married without saying a word. Got out.
Unfortunately, he still goes to buy the puppets made by the other party every day, which is a pretentious act.
As a result, people didn't take him seriously at all.
"Forget it, you are Master Yan's beloved disciple. If you want to go out with me, if you accidentally get injured and lose an arm or a leg, Master Yan still has to fight for me!"
Cheng Long didn't want to cause trouble for himself. Although Shi'er had some skills and didn't have to worry about it most of the time, his main purpose when traveling was to slay demons and bring people with him to do things. Wouldn't it mean that he wanted others to share his merits of saving the world and saving people? ?
How can this be done?
He also wants to build a golden wheel of merit as soon as possible and use it as a talisman!
"Brother Cheng, I already have the fifth level of master's skills. Ordinary monsters and ghosts can't do anything to me. How can I go out and come back with missing arms and legs!"
"That won't work either. If you want to go out and kill ghosts and monsters, go out alone and don't rely on me."
Cheng Long didn't give Shi'er a chance to get entangled, and turned around and left after saying that. Yan Chixia had treated Shi'er as a child since she was a child, but the other person's darling, if she came back and saw that Shi'er was missing, she would search all over the world for her.
He had no destination for this trip, and he had no idea when he would come back, so it was impossible to bring Shi'er with him.
"Qiang!"
However, just as he was about to walk out of the door, the sword suddenly rang out at the door, and a deep cold fell down. The wooden door carefully crafted by Shi'er was immediately chopped into pieces by the sword.
Oops, someone actually came to ruin the place!
You are so brave!
"Hahaha, Yan Chixia, I finally found your nest. Let's see where you run this time." A tall man in black with a height of over 1.9 meters and a strong build kicked open the tattered wooden door. Came in with a smile.
"It's you again?"
Seeing the big man in black, Shi'er frowned and said, "Uncle Xiahou, it's unlucky for you to come here. My master is traveling. I want to have a sword duel with my master. Please come early next time."
"..."
Swordsman Xiahou paused for a moment, obviously not believing it, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Yan Chixia, you are really getting better and better, and you actually let me come out to send you away! What, are you afraid? Are you still worried about the best swordsman in the world? Is your reputation not guaranteed?”
No one responded.
"Yan Chixia, Yan Chixia..."
Still no one responded.
After being embarrassed for a while, Xiahou Swordsman looked at Shi'er with a stern look: "Is your master really not here?"
Shi'er rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Didn't I tell you? Master has gone on a trip. I don't know when he will come back..."
"Damn it!"
Xiahou Swordsman gritted his teeth.
When Cheng Long saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Uncle, Master Yan is hiding from you not because he is worried about the reputation of the best swordsman in the world. The main thing is that you and him are no longer on the same level. He The sword control skills you are practicing now are the methods of the sword immortal. How can you, an ordinary swordsman, compare with him?”
"What are you talking nonsense about?"
Swordsman Xiahou looked at each other angrily. He was a genuine swordsman. Yan Chixia was also known as a good swordsman when she worked in the yamen, and was even dubbed the 'best swordsman in the world'.
Xiahou came to visit him frequently, just to take away the title of the best swordsman in the world.
But he had no idea that Yan Chixia, who had been fighting with him for more than ten or twenty years, was no longer the chief arrester back then.
"It seems that you still don't give up. You must know that there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. So what if Yan Chixia lets you defeat you? Can you still defeat the masters in the world?"
"Uncle, you're in trouble! Put it down!"
Cheng Long persuaded him kindly.
For the sake of his false reputation as the best in the world, Xia Hou came to visit her for a sword fight, which annoyed Yan Chixia. He accepted Lao Yan's favor, and since he met her, he helped him to pass the time.
It saves Yan Chixia from having to take care of Xiahou's mood like a child when she comes back, for fear of beating him up and never getting back up.
But he has no such concerns.
If Xiahou Swordsman does not know good from evil, he will definitely make him understand what it means to push the waves ahead in the Yangtze River, and to replace the old with a new generation.
(End of chapter)