The eight ancient gods.
Each one occupies one side.
The Snake God is far away from the Kunlun Mountains, Yuan Entropy is located in the West Pole, and Baoxianghua occupies Mobei. In addition, there are ancient trees of life adjacent to it, all in the north, and Ghost Fangshu is located closest to Dongting Lake in Xiandun Cave in western Henan.
As for other ancient gods, it is difficult to predict.
Like the Gate of Green Hell.
If I remember correctly, they all ended up in the deep mountains and ancient forests of Southeast Asia.
It was just an accident for Chen Yulou that Baoxianghua was discovered by Ni'erhui when he was in the Republic of China. He thought that the first time it appeared was in the Everlasting Wonderland.
Looking at it this way, it seems reasonable.
After all, the person who finally broke into the copy of Baoxianghua was called Bai Shengli, Bai Banla's son.
Maybe...
In the time and space without him.
On his deathbed, Bai Banla informed him of the matter.
That’s how the adventure came about.
“Shopkeeper Chen...”
I don’t know how long it will be.
A hesitant sound came to my ears.
Chen Yulou just woke up from a dream, and Bai Banla in front of him looked much more relaxed, as if he had put a stone in his heart.
“Please don’t blame others for this matter.”
“Brother Bai is worrying too much.”
Chen Yulou waved his hand, “I don’t know what Brother Bai is going to do next. ?”
"Me?" Bai Banla was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "If shopkeeper Chen is willing to give me a bowl of rice, Bai would like to stay, so that he no longer has to wander around and have no fixed place to live."
However, Chen Yulou did not immediately agree to his request, but asked a meaningful question.
"Brother Bai, how much have you learned about the secret skills passed down from your family?"
"Huh?"
Bai Banla was really confused by this question.
The secret technique passed down from family naturally refers to the inheritance from Faqiu.
But the last words left by our ancestor Bai Yuhu made it clear that future generations were not allowed to use the mausoleum genealogy to engage in rebellion, and he has followed this throughout his life.
However, I have been involved in it since I was a child.
After hesitating for a moment, Bai Banla muttered and stretched out a finger.
“One percent?”
Chen Yulou raised the corners of his eyes, a little unbelievable.
Hearing the surprise in his tone, Bai Banla's face suddenly turned red, "It's less than 10%..."
"This...is enough."
< br>I knew Bai Banla was an honest person.
I didn’t expect that he would be honest enough to do this.
Although he clearly possesses an unparalleled knowledge, he would rather wander around for a living, sleep in the open air, and almost starve to death many times than exchange the mausoleum for a bright instrument.
In comparison, I, Mr. Bai, are much more flexible.
Eat and drink as you should.
What ancestral precepts and last words should not be taken to heart?
“What?”
Bai Banla was overwhelmed by what he said.
Less than 10%.
He didn’t have the nerve to say it.
In the end, shopkeeper Chen said enough was enough.
For a moment, he didn't know whether he was praising him or hurting him.
"Brother Bai has traveled south and north, outside the customs, and also to the south. He should be able to see the signs of the coming troubled times."
"It would be difficult to just make a living. As Chen said, since The secret technique passed down from our ancestors cannot be cut off like this, otherwise...how will we explain it to our ancestors in the future?"
Chen Yulou said directly without mincing words.
"This..."
Bai Banla's eyes dimmed a bit.
How could he not know.
He traveled all the way south from outside the customs. In the past year or so, he had seen too many tragic images of people's livelihoods in ruins and families broken up. Selling sons and daughters and starving to death outside the mountains were all commonplace.
As Shopkeeper Chen said, relying on others is ultimately a rootless tree.
Once troubled times arise, a family as big as the Chen family will be nothing more than bricks and tiles, and will be destroyed in an instant.
How will he deal with himself then?
As for what his ancestors passed down, he knew the importance of it, so even if he was about to starve to death on the streets, he never thought of pawning it in exchange for food.
Not to mention the mausoleum genealogy, Faqiu printed ancient artifacts from the Eastern Han Dynasty. They are meticulously carved and have a delicate texture. They are definitely rare and top-grade and can easily be exchanged for thousands of oceans.
After being handed over to Chen Yulou before, he seemed relieved, but there was always a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't overcome.
The ancestor Bai encountered a tiger and survived, and only then received the Faqiu inheritance.
Now that it's in his hands, he can't even keep it.
He is indeed an unworthy descendant and has no face to meet his ancestors.
“What do shopkeeper Chen mean?”
Finally.
Bai Banla suppressed his emotions, slowly raised his head and asked.
"During this period, Brother Bai continued to stay on the island, carefully studying the mausoleum genealogy, practicing the secret technique of Faqiu, and waiting for the Dragon Boat Festival to go out to a place with Chen."
"When the time comes to touch the Golden Hill, move mountains and unload ridges, wouldn't it be a grand event for the four factions to go together?"
In the face of his inquiry.
Chen Yulou told everything in his heart.
In the Ming Dynasty, the Guanshan Taibao destroyed the seals of Faqiu, touched gold talismans, drove away Taoist priests from the mountains, and killed Xiling warriors. Now the four factions have joined forces to steal the fairy village of Fengjia, isn't it too much?
Although I had already expected it.
But when he heard these words from Chen Yulou, Bai Banla couldn't help but feel like he was beating a drum.
Four factions go together.
I have said it very clearly.
Just go and fight.
“It’s still early, Brother Bai, don’t rush to answer me, go back and think about it carefully, if you really don’t want to...”
Seeing him fall silent, Chen Yulou thought it was a sudden incident, patted his shoulder and smiled.
But the sentence is not finished yet.
When Bai Banla suddenly raised his head, there was a rare flash of determination in his usually cautious eyes, and he nodded heavily.
“No, Shopkeeper Chen, Bai wants to try it.”
“In that case, that would be great.”
Chen Yulou smiled brightly, and the last worry disappeared.
Dixian Village is undoubtedly the most dangerous tomb in the world of ghost blowing lanterns. If Bai Banla can leave it calmly, his experience will be unimaginably improved.
Waiting for one day.
Go outside the customs again.
When the time comes, Chen Yulou may want him to show the way.
This is his ultimate goal today.
Since Baoxianghua appears, sooner or later there will be a fight to slay the ancient god and prove the Tao, which is much more powerful than slaying the great demon and becoming an immortal.
"Old Uncle Jiu, what day is it today?"
Turning around and looking behind him, Chen Yulou asked casually.
Old Uncle Jiu had obviously not been able to get over the previous situation, so he did not dare to hesitate at this moment and responded cautiously.
"It's the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, and it's just past the Beginning of Summer."
"The Dragon Boat Festival is not far away."
There is no sun or moon in the mountain practice.
He just came out of seclusion today, and he really doesn’t know where he is now.
Nodding, Chen Yulou silently calculated that it would not be long until the Dragon Boat Festival.
"Time is a little tight, Brother Bai is under a lot of pressure."
"But if you have any problems, don't just keep it in your heart like today, just go to Uncle Jiu, or anyone in the mountain Just brothers."
Bai Banla smiled coquettishly.
This is really his fault.
I knew earlier that I should have made it clear when I landed on the island that day, but I only remembered it later. When I wanted to look for him again, I realized that Shopkeeper Chen and his group had disappeared without a trace.
He was often missing for several days or more.
He could only wait slowly.
"Yes, Shopkeeper Chen, I have written it all down."
The two chatted for a while, while Chen Yulou took out the mausoleum and hair mound from the cave while others were not paying attention. The seal was handed into his hand, he gave a few instructions, and then watched Bai Banla leave.
He asked himself about the sixteen-character yin and yang Feng Shui secret technique as the basis.
I also worked all night long to study for several days before I got started. With Bai Banla's level, it would be good to be able to hit the road in the remaining time.
"Old Uncle Ninth, why haven't you calmed down yet?"
When Bai Banla disappeared from the courtyard, Chen Yulou looked towards him with a smile Uncle Jiu.
“No...no, I don’t dare.”
Uncle Jiu shook his head repeatedly.
It was only now that he suddenly understood the meaning of the sentence in the play: Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger.
In the past, I saw the young shopkeeper being gentle and casual, and with his qualifications, he was much more casual. The look just now was like a basin of cold water pouring down on him, chilling him from head to toe.
Like falling into an ice cave.
trembling with fear.
How could he dare to entrust him?
"Uncle Ninth is being polite."
Seeing this, Chen Yulou did not explain, but just gave instructions lightly.
"By the way, I came here today to trouble Uncle Jiu to go to Shijunshan again and bring a message to Shopkeeper Li."
"Please give me your instructions, Young Shopkeeper."
Hearing this, Old Uncle Jiu's frown clearly relaxed.
"I asked him to take a piece of dragon bone and make me an iron rod. It should be five feet six inches, weighing a hundred pounds or more. It should be heavy and sharp at the same time!"
Chen Yulou said every word.
Speak the request.
For an ordinary person, it would be difficult to lift a weapon weighing hundreds of kilograms, let alone use it for self-defense in a fight.
But the white ape is unusual.
After turning into a mandrill, its strength has increased several times and dozens of times, and a hundred or ten kilograms may not be enough for it.
But the dragon bone is doped with secret gold.
At least the density is enough.
If it doesn’t work by then, just ask Li Shuguo to go back to the furnace and try again.
"This..."
heard this request.
Old Uncle Jiu’s pupils suddenly froze, his expression full of disbelief.
Five feet and six inches, weighing one hundred and ten kilograms.
The reincarnation of the mother-in-law Overlord and the rebirth of Lu Zhishen are probably difficult to wield.
But...
Since the young shopkeeper made it so clear, he did not dare to refute anything, but just nodded and agreed.
"Okay, young shopkeeper, I will go down the mountain and take a boat there."
"There is no need to be in such a hurry."
Chen Yulou shook his head and picked up two handfuls. A chair was placed outside the hall door, indicating for him to sit down.
Old Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then he sat down.
Although it is already the beginning of summer.
But the sun is far less intense than after the ambush, so it is quite comfortable to bask in the sun.
"What's going on over there on Chishan Island?"
This retreat has been a long time, and he knows almost nothing about the situation outside, so he just took advantage of today's opportunity to ask questions.
Chishan Island.
Of course it is Luo Laowai.
Old Uncle Jiu understood it very well. After organizing his words for a while, he spoke directly.
"That kid has been very popular recently. He has surrounded and wiped out all the water bandits on the lake. The river is clear and the sea is clean, and the fishermen on the lake are eager to build a shrine for him."
"He previously sent a I sent two letters, both of which were about the lake. You were in retreat at the time, so I boldly answered them.”
"How do you say it?"
After hearing what he said, Chen Yulou immediately remembered it.
Last time Luo Laowai came, he mentioned something about how to manage the lake after all the water bandits were wiped out.
To put it more simply.
That’s how to make money with Dongting Lake.
Water transport ships and fishery ferries, this is almost a golden mountain.
If you don’t think about how to operate, you are truly brainless. Otherwise, why would Luo Laowai be fighting the bandits in the depths as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood?
“First of all, it is very similar to the past, that is, no matter passing ships, transporting goods, carrying people, or fishing, as long as they enter Dongting Lake, you have to pay a sum of money.”
“ As for the second type, it is to set up an organization, and the water transport ships will collect the money on a per-time basis, and the fishermen on the lake, who are fishing or ferrying, will collect a sum of money on a monthly basis."
Old Uncle Jiu said seriously.
Don’t forget to bring the specific number as well.
Chen Yulou tapped his fingers lightly. The two paths seemed similar, but in fact they were very different.
As for the former, it is no different from what it has been in recent years, that is, it has changed from various companies robbing each other to a dominant one.
Don’t think about it, there will be complaints again by then.
As for the second option, it is feasible.
These days, those who can travel across rivers, north and south, are not ordinary people, that is, wealthy households.
As for those poor people, collecting some symbolic taxes will not hurt their bones, but it will let them know that as long as they give the money, they can fish as they like, which is enough to survive.
"Which kind of answer did Old Uncle Ninth give?"
Chen Yulou had already made a calculation in his heart and asked after glancing at Old Uncle Ninth.
"The second kind."
"Luo Laowai replied that it's okay. Otherwise, I'll collect everything on the lake and hand over 50% to the Chen family."
Uncle Lao Jiu was born in poverty and has lived on the lake for so long, so he naturally knows that the small people are in trouble. live.
Chen Yulou nodded.
This condition is pretty good.
Mainly because of that kid Luo Laowai, who doesn't let go of hawks when he sees no rabbits. Now that he has income from the lake, at least he won't go around the world digging mountains and fighting for his own good.
and.
It's like being trapped on Chishan Island.
Collecting money is not that easy.
Although these are troubled times, the county government is still there, and there are also several groups of warlords around Dongting Lake. The jealous ones who are making trouble are all waiting for him.
“Where is Zhuangzi?”
"How are you doing lately?"
With a smile on his lips, Chen Yulou seemed to have seen Luo Laowai's appearance and asked casually.
“Back to the young shopkeeper, things have been going smoothly in Zhuangzi recently, and nothing major has happened. It’s just the busy summer planting season. Uncle Yu has sent several letters before, saying that everything is safe, so that you don’t have to worry, young shopkeeper. ."
Old Uncle Jiu got up to get the letter.
However, Chen Yulou interrupted and refused.
With Uncle Yu sitting in charge, Zhuangzi really didn't have anything to worry about. He just asked casually.
Lean against the wall of the hall, close your eyes, and bask in the sun leisurely.
My whole body felt warm.
Indescribably lazy and idle.
Not long after.
A burst of even breathing sounded slowly.
Seeing this, Old Uncle Nine did not dare to disturb him. He quietly got up, called a few guys, and headed down the mountain. Not long after, a speedboat set off from the port, crossed the vast lake, and disappeared from sight. middle.
After all, the shopkeeper told me.
He didn’t dare to delay.
I don’t know how long.
Until night falls and the lanterns are turned on.
Chen Yulou just woke up from his deep sleep.
He stretched his limbs and felt that his whole body was clear. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he slept like this.
Then he declined the group of waiters’ offer to stay for a meal.
Ride by the faint moonlight.
He left the Dongting Temple with his hands behind his back.
Walking through the mountains and forests, heading towards Chashan Island.
It is like a visitor who came and returned enjoying himself.
Back to Yunhu Temple.
Chen Yulou did not rest. Instead, he sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table, spread out a piece of white paper, took out his pen and ink, and started writing with a splash of brush.
soon.
A few words jumped out on the page.
Suddenly it is Qingxi Dixian Village.
Now that everything is over, it’s time to start preparing for Dixian Village and his party! (End of this chapter)