Chapter 205 Life is not easy, beauty performs her skills
Nothing happened in the next few days. Six people slept for two days, crossed mountains and ridges, rushed toward the direction of Dajie Mountain, and walked nearly a thousand miles in five days.
The diocese that left the True Shape Cult became farther and farther away, and the road became more and more desolate and deserted. There were even a few times when I encountered monsters with Taoism. But none of the people had the intention to subdue demons, because according to Kong Jingci's statement, these monsters were also considered a barrier, at least in the past, which could prevent the Six Mysterious Sects from walking to the hinterland of the Central Land.
After walking for another five days, Li Wuxiang gradually began to see the villages and towns.
These villages and towns are completely different from those near the parish. For example, towns like Jinshui and Deyang, whether small or large, are built alone on the wilderness, far apart from each other and surrounded by vast wilderness.
Now, the villages and towns that Li Wuxiang passed are very close, often only one or two days away, and there are many fields around him, which is very consistent with his previous impression of the countryside.
People living here are more leisurely than those near the parish. They are not as pale and thin as those of Jinshui, and have more smiles on their faces. It seems that as Kong Jingci said, the further away from the parish and the closer they are to the hinterland of the Central Land, they will be more prosperous.
When I got here, I was not worried that the Six Bible Xuan Church would come after me. Therefore, when a few people passed by a big city called Pingshan that afternoon, they decided to enter the city to take a good rest and wash the dust on their bodies.
Pingshan is the closest city to Dajie Mountain. During the Yechao period, Pingshan City was a pass city, guarding a pass in a pass in the mountains on both sides. It is the ultimate road to Dajie Mountain, which means a barrier. After passing Pingshan City, you will walk north for more than 500 miles and you will reach the territory of Dajie Mountain.
It was almost dusk when I entered the city, and there were people coming and going on the streets, which were very lively, similar to Deyang. The difference is that the market here is more intense, unlike Deyang, which also has commercial streets and residential markets.
Almost all the vendors on both sides of the road are stalls and hawking. In addition to various daily household uses, there are also various foods. Several people outside Li Wuxiang have been sleeping in the open these days, and they can hardly take their eyes off when they see these things. After entering the city for only a quarter of an hour, Tang Qilang was holding food and shooting his bows left and right, saying that these were just to make up for the base first, and later, he had to find out where there were good restaurants nearby, and he had to make up for all the consumption these days.
Li Wuxiang walked, looked and listened, and felt that the same diocese seemed to be completely different. There are disputes that may affect the general trend of the world, but the people here are not talking about the Xuan Sect and the Sword Sect, but the Great Tribulation Alliance of the Thirty-Six Sects.
Along the way, several people regarded them as casual cultivators and came over to ask if they were going to Dajie Mountain and whether they had found a way. They also said that if they didn’t know how to enter Dajie Mountain Temple, they could find someone to lead the way if they only had a thousand taels of silver.
In addition, most people selling goods on the roadside use Dajiemenghui as a gimmick.
The person who sells sugar water said, "When Donghuang Taiyi was not yet enlightened, he went to Pingshan three times. When he walked to the door of his ancestor's shop, he felt thirsty, so he asked for a bowl of sugar water. When his ancestors boiled water, they had no sugar at home, so they added some pears, pomegranates, and Lin Ju to make a pot of fructose water. After drinking it, Taiyi felt extremely sweet and beautiful. The name of the candy shop of the imperial store was given."
So if someone wants to go to the Great Job Mongke to watch the fun, he should drink a bowl of sugar water from the fructose shop to enjoy his blessings.
Li Wuxiang walked through more than a dozen sugar water shops on this street, and couldn't help but think that if what they said was true, Li Ye might have diabetes in the past. Because at least according to the story, he stopped to ask for sugar water for every ten steps on this street, and every family had no sugar at that time.
There are more others. Almost every place that looks a little bit older, someone will set up a stall there, either "Taiyi Ye stayed here", "Taiyi Ye admired flowers here", "Taiyi Ye recited poetry here", or "Taiyi Ye sold paintings here"-
There were not many people in front of other stalls, and they should be surrounded by random cultivators from afar, looking at the lack of locals. But there were many predecessors in the stall where "Taiyi Ye sold paintings here" and they were almost inseparable.
When passing by, Li Wuxiang was just glanced inside and was about to leave. But with just a glance, I found that the painting sells is not a calligraphy and painting stall, but more similar to the art seller.
There was a wooden sign standing on the open space surrounded by the crowd, and there was a piece of paper on it. It seemed that I wanted to draw a cat, and I had already outlined a few strokes. Li Wuxiang didn't know how to draw, nor did he know how to draw, but even so, he could see that the strokes that had been drawn were not very clever, and perhaps the level of the young children who were new to painting was comparable.
But what everyone was looking at was not paintings, but people - the stall owner was a woman, a little taller, almost the same as many of the shorter men watching. He is tall, has long legs, and is wearing strong suits. He uses a belt to wrap his thin waist tightly, making him look even more slim.
She wore a light gray gauze on her face, but the gauze could not cover up the outline of her face, so she could vaguely see that the woman's appearance was amazingly gorgeous - Xue Baoping was very beautiful, but this woman's appearance was more aggressive. Even the most harsh people could only say "not like it" rather than "not beautiful".
The woman was dancing with a pen in one hand and a sword in the other. Her painting skills are not very good, but her sword dance is very beautiful and beautiful, so the onlookers are blinded and cheering.
Li Wuxiang couldn't help but stop and said to Kong Jingci, "Look."
He said he wanted to see, and a few people could only stop. He stretched his neck and looked inside at the woman dancing the sword, and then looked at Li Wuxiang, with different expressions.
However, Li Wuxiang stopped because this woman was beautiful, but because he saw a layer of gray under the wooden sign, like paper dust.
The woman danced a sword and added a stroke or two to the paper in the gaps between her moves. After about a quarter of an hour of dancing, she finally drew a cat with crooked mouth and slanted eyes on the paper.
So she stopped, looked at her breathlessly, gasped several times, and the eyes fell on her undulating chest. When she breathed, she pulled the sword and raised her hand to hold her fist: "Dear readers, the talisman paper has been completed. Now I will make a little trick for you--"
Before she finished speaking, someone shouted among the crowd: "You are much better than your tricks. Don't stop, continue dancing! Who is watching the tricks?"
These words made the people around him laugh and echoed. The woman also smiled with her fists and bowed: "You all have to rest, sister Rong, let me talk. I have been dancing for an hour today, so I have to breathe a sigh of relief. Wait until tomorrow—"
As soon as she said "wait until tomorrow", the crowd began to disperse, saying "Then let's wait until tomorrow to see you." In just a short while, only fifteen or sixteen people were left.
The woman seemed to sigh slightly under the veil, but she still smiled and said, "Then let's see this little trick for everyone who stays."
She turned around and walked to the wooden sign to lift the painting off, held it in her hand and shook it back and forth, making everyone know that nothing unusual about the paper. Then he took out a fire slap from his waist and blew it on the bottom of the drawing paper: "You guys are ready. There is a cat in this painting. Now I also have a cat-"
The fire broke out on the corner of the drawing paper and the paper ignited. At this moment, the cat on the paper seemed to have lived, turning into a hazy phantom and jumping from the air to the ground. After jumping twice, it gradually faded away and disappeared.
The woman stood there, as if she wanted to see the reaction of the rest of the people. But the faces of these dozen people were very silenced, and they only glanced at the phantom of the cat, and didn't say anything. After these two faces were silent for a while, one of them couldn't help but say, "Is this gone?"
The woman was stunned and bowed: "I'm--"
"It's really gone?"
"It's gone, that's it..."
The rest of the people looked disappointed and turned around and left.
Li Wuxiang and the others stood very well outside. The woman should have felt that no one had seen it, so she sighed, stretched her hand behind her head, tightened the veil on her face, and squatted down to pick up the copper plates falling on the ground.
When she was dancing the sword, she was graceful and her movements were smooth and smooth, but now she squatted down and found that she seemed to have injuries to her legs and feet. She had to lean slightly and stretch out a little to bend over to reach the things on the ground. She almost picked up a few copper plates and took a breath and took a break. After resting for ten times, she picked up all the ones on the ground, and only collected more than 30 pieces in total.
After picking up the money, she slowly moved to the wall and sat on the ground, took out a small purse from her arms, and counted the copper plates one by one. Then he put away his purse, picked up a gourd from the ground and took a sip of water, then tightened his clothes, held his hands in his arms, and leaned against the wall and rested.
She did not close her eyes while resting, but turned her eyes blankly toward the diagonal opposite the street. Li Wuxiang saw a snack stall diagonally opposite him, selling fried meat clips, crispy yellow and crispy, and the aroma kept coming here. After the woman looked at it for a while, Li Wuxiang heard a very slight "gurgling" sound - it was her stomach screaming.
By this time Li Wuxiang had been standing here for a long time. Tang Qilang behind him glanced at Kong Jingci, who had a expressionless face and took a step forward and said, "Senior, this kind of casual cultivator is the most troublesome... No, it seems that she is not even a casual cultivator. If she gets involved, she will ask for help from others. If she knows it's okay to advance or retreat, she will encounter the kind of ignorant one-"
"Is this kind of trick common?" Li Wuxiang interrupted him.
Tang Qilang was stunned for a moment and did not react. The expression on Kong Jingci, who had been silent on the side, became vivid: "Senior brother, is the trick that draws a cat?"
"Yeah."
"It's very common here, and they are all tricks. Ordinary people can learn as long as they get the opportunity to practice, and they can learn a little bit of qi. Some people have never practiced, but they can learn it even after practicing martial arts and internal skills. Are you interested in this? Suhua School has many interesting tricks, which are much better than this."
Li Wuxiang nodded: "Then do you usually use the paper she used just now, or do you use yellow talisman paper?"
Kong Jingci frowned and thought, "It's usually yellow talisman paper, didn't she use it just now?"
"No. Is there anyone using bamboo paper?"
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Kong Jingci looked at the woman, then looked at the paper ash under the wooden sign, and thought for a moment: "Actually, this trick is not limited to any paper, it can be painted on stones or walls, but it may be a little more laborious for them. It is not uncommon for her to use bamboo paper. Senior brother, look, so many casual cultivators come and go in Pingshan City, and they all heard about the Great Tribulation Alliance."
She raised her hand and pointed to the street market: "Whenever there are monks in this way, the business of the paper and pen shop is the best. Yellow talisman paper, yellow surface paper, cinnabar and other types must be out of stock, especially yellow talisman paper can increase the price by dozens of times. Judging from her like this, it is reasonable to not be able to afford to replace yellow talisman paper with bamboo paper - but senior brother, don't you think that since you use painting as a gimmick, is it just right to use bamboo paper?"
Li Wuxiang nodded: "That's right. Let's go."
He raised his foot and took a step forward, and looked at her again when he passed by the woman's stall. When she saw Li Wuxiang's gaze, her wooden face immediately became vivid, she showed a smile, and she wanted to stand up and greet him as she looked. But Li Wuxiang turned his face again, and she also stopped smiling and continued to sit against the wall.
Several people walked more than a dozen steps and were about to turn over a corner of the street in front, but they heard something moving behind them.
Li Wuxiang couldn't help but take a look at the back and found that there were a few more people surrounding the woman's stall. At first he thought he had a business again, but when he was about to turn his face, he found that the people were dressed almost the same - a dark blue round-necked arrow-sleeved robe, a blue cloth scarf wrapped around his head, and a long knife slung around his waist.
He thought to himself that this might be the soldiers in Pingshan City, or something, and he wanted to trouble the woman or collect money. Just as I was about to turn my face, I caught a few words in the noise in the street market—
"...Miss Yu, why do you have to...Don't worry about your past grudges... He has a background... Go back with us..."
After hearing these words, it seems that the woman is called Madam Yu, and she ran out of her home and her family is here to look for her. But then Li Wuxiang heard a few other words—
"...Why do you know... naturally...I'm hugging the clouds..."
Li Wuxiang immediately stopped and walked back three steps to listen. Finally, he heard clearly - one of the leading men was saying, "...If you don't go back, the master said, it's okay to hand over the Baoxia Pian to us. Madam Yu, please do whatever you want."
Baoxia chapter? The chapter of embracing the clouds in the arms?
He didn't know if many of the practices practiced by other casual cultivators in the world were called "Baoxia Chapter", but the Shanxin method "Baoxia Chapter" is strictly divided into two parts: "Baoxia Chapter" and "Baoxia Chapter".
The upper part of Huailu chapter talks about the methods of collecting qi, and the lower part of Baoxia chapter talks about the methods of specific practice. It is not like the mind method of the Tianxin School, and it is said that the two are mixed together.
He stood down before and saw that the woman was using bamboo paper and her sword skills looked familiar when dancing. When he fought with Zhao Kui in Jinshui, Zhao Kui showed his ability to use swords.
At that time, life and death were at stake, and Li Wuxiang didn't know much about the mind and martial arts as he is now, so he didn't pay much attention to it. It was when I saw her dancing the sword that I felt that it seemed a bit like the fast and dense style of Zhao Kui when he used the sword, so I wondered if she would be a separated disciple of Ranshan.
And now this suspicion seems to be confirmed.
Li Wuxiang immediately raised his foot and walked back. The few people behind him found that he had broken his body and hurriedly followed him. When the few people returned to the women's stall, other people on the street also surrounded them, all seeing the scene here and watching the fun.
There were eight people coming to look for this woman. After saying a few words, there was a circle of people around her. The leader frowned and waved to the people behind her. So the few people began to push people down the hilt of the knife and shouted "It's nothing you have to do."
When ordinary people saw their fierce appearance, they scattered far away. But when I caught a glimpse of Li Wuxiang and others' dressing, one of the young men calmed down, raised his hand and clasped his fists, and said politely: "My fellow Taoists, what I want to do here is a little private matter. Please go somewhere else to go for a walk."
Li Wuxiang glanced at the woman and saw that she was still sitting against the wall, holding the sword tightly in her arms, not looking at the leader, but just staring at the ground with his eyes down, pursing his lips without saying a word.
The leading man in blue walked up to her and squatted down, very close to her, frowned and lowered his voice and said something. Seeing that the woman did not answer, she frowned a little longer and used her hands to pluck her head one by one. The woman still didn't say anything, so the leader pushed her head and tilted it to the side, stretched out a hand to hold her shoulder tightly, and shook it hard again.
In this flash, the woman's neckline was crooked, revealing her big neck and shoulders. Her neck is slender, her collarbone is straight, and her skin is even white. However, not only is the color of snow-white—the neck and shoulders are full of large patches of light pink scars, which makes people feel numb, as if they have been burned by fire or corroded by some poison.
At this time, the woman finally couldn't help but raise her hand and tighten her collar. The man in the lead immediately slapped her in the face and frowned and whispered to her.
Li Wuxiang withdrew his gaze: "I just asked curiously - what is going to do? Why don't I look serious?"
The young man glanced at the people behind him, and saw the weapons they carried with him, and smiled: "Just one of our own escapees. Give us some face to give us Ranshan and go somewhere else."
Li Wuxiang was stunned for a while: "Ah? Ranshan?"
When the young man saw his expression, he seemed to understand it in his heart. So he straightened his body a little, and his smile turned from warm to cold: "That's right. Ranshan School does things, I advise you not to feel uncomfortable and go shopping elsewhere."
(This chapter ends)