Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 108 Chang Feng Smiles Lightly Nine Cauldrons
"Ningdie, don't look back, they are all gone."

After parting with Yan's father and daughter and Yuan Ziyi on the official road, they embarked on their own journeys. Only the young Fu Ningdie couldn't let go of it for a long time, and followed the master with a mournful face.

People who are wandering in the rivers and lakes generally have no sense of security, and feelings will bring the biggest trouble.

Therefore, the farewell of people in the Jianghu has always been different from that of ordinary people.

Maybe last night, a few people were drinking and chatting on a rainy night. I mentioned Mobei, and you talked about Jiangnan, those who were born and died were shining brightly on their chests, even if they were single-handed, they could feel a strange warmth.

But after a long period of time, a group of people gather and disperse, and the same words may have to be repeated a hundred times. After that, even if each has a nostalgia, but the eyes can only keep looking forward.

The caravans coming down the official road to Meizhen are still in an endless stream. All kinds of goods are divided into water and land, and finally gather in this small town, forming a prosperous small world.

After Ma Dashan left Xiamei Town with his son, shopkeeper Fang's business became more and more prosperous, and the shops in the town quietly expanded a few more.When Jiang Wen walked into the yard, he found that there were still a lot of leftover pillars piled up in the yard, and it seemed that he planned to build another wave, Jiang Wen was so rich that he couldn't help but click his tongue.

The old butler brought the young master home with a happy smile, muttering "high, high".

Shopkeeper Fang also came out overjoyed to welcome Jiang Wen and his party. His aging body was dressed in silk, and he was fat, short, short and dignified.

He hugged the dull little stone into his arms, stroked his head calmly, as if comparing it with his own chest, and then hurriedly greeted him.

"Master Jiang, long time no see!"

Shopkeeper Fang held Jiang Wen's hand tightly with his fat hands, and said affectionately, "Have you received all the medicinal materials sent to you? On the day Lao Ye gave me the prescription, I spent a lot of money to buy all the medicine stores in town. , and send it to you immediately!"

Jiang Wen cupped his hands and thanked: "Thanks to Shopkeeper Fang's support, this batch of medicinal materials has come in handy, and I came here today to express my gratitude."

Put aside those who are thankful or not, Jiang Wen really has the confidence to come here this time.Little Shitou has quietly grown more than an inch in the past ten days, and has already caught up with his previous year's performance. Jiang Wen naturally accepted the compliment generously.

Although Jiang Wen himself is not too clear about whether his height of more than an inch is taught well by himself, or because he soaked his hair in the tank every day.

"The head is too polite, hurry up and talk in the room!"

The shopkeeper Fang’s silk and satin business naturally knows how to be a celebrity. The four-color snacks on the table when entering the door are extraordinary in appearance. The stuffed cold cake, sandalwood cake, ice frosted plum, and milk tea cheese are each served on the plate. They take their seats.

Although Jiang Wen and his apprentice had just had dinner in the Hongbin Building, they still felt the sincerity of the other party when they entered the door, so they had to sit down at the table again and exchanged pleasantries.

"Is the town still peaceful recently?" Jiang Wen asked.

Shopkeeper Fang nodded.

"The recent strange incidents at Sanliting have long since ceased, and the boatman by the Jiuqu River has stopped talking about seeing ghosts. Even the monks in the city who are on watch do not recite the Buddhist scriptures at night. The county has been at peace for a long time."

"The haunting of the night monk is not a big deal. It's not a big deal to sing from the first to the fourth part of the five-watch night watch. The only thing to be careful is to bump into the fifth part, which is as black as thick ink."

Jiang Wen said worryingly, "But since ancient times, cultivating the Tao has required everyone to settle down in their positions, and monks have lost their positions when they fight. I don't know when this strange thing in the Chong'an County Government will subside."

Ever since the tragedy in the Ming Dynasty, there has been a lingering wind in the Chong’an county government office. Every midnight, there will be the sound of sharpening knives. From time to time, there will be men showing their heads, women peeping at the wall, or empty sedan chairs in the hall. Some people even saw headless corpses staggering around the trees in the county government.

Jianning Mansion guards the way and participates in politics and Chong'an County Magistrate impeachment is invalid, so monks have to be invited to replace the watchman, and they recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra all night to quell the demons.But the patrolling monk said that when he was sleepy at night, he would often meet a night monk with a face like thick ink, holding a night patrol board of the same color, and chanting insane scriptures.

"What the head said is true." Shopkeeper Fang nodded slowly, his fat face was full of smiles, and then ordered the housekeeper to cook and serve the prepared ingredients.

"Treasurer Fang, I just dropped by today, why do you feel that you have prepared for a long time?"

"Thanks to the cultivation of the head of the dog, Fang has the opportunity to express his heart, so naturally he has to make good arrangements. The head doesn't need to worry too much."

Then he glanced at Xiao Shitou again, "I don't know what kind of kung fu was passed on to him by the master? It's so amazing?"

Jiang Wen couldn't help slandering, it's amazing that your son doesn't grow tall all the time, isn't it reasonable to grow taller at this age?

"Shopkeeper Fang, you're being polite, but it's just the Tiangang boy skill of our school."

"This name... this name... is extraordinary once you hear it!"

Shopkeeper Fang started rubbing his hands, and quickly asked the old housekeeper to pass on the prepared meals.

The five dishes on the table are arranged in a plum blossom shape. They are Hong Deng Deng's Taizhou duck eggs, curved king melon mixed with Liaodong golden prawns, delicious fried roast bones, bald and fat dry-steamed split-dried chicken, and the finale is Inside and outside the blue and white porcelain plate, there is a plate of bad shad steamed in red and fragrant willow.

Amid the aroma, the three children who were already full moved their chopsticks politely. Shopkeeper Fang watched them eat with a smile, but found that Jiang Wen was staring and thinking, and hadn't acted for a long time.

"What's the matter, head, is there something wrong with these dishes?"

Shopkeeper Fang quickly asked, "This is the special dish of the cook at home. He knows a little bit about Chinese characters, and it is said that he learned it from a book recently, so he has to taste it."

Jiang Wen nodded.

"There are no female relatives in your house?"

Shopkeeper Fang said blankly: "The child's mother is taking care of Lao Taishan in her hometown, and she didn't even invite a cook and maid at home, what's wrong?"

Only then did Jiang Wen move his chopsticks, put a piece of fish that was as white as silver and with tender flesh into his mouth, and spit out two thorns.

"It's okay, it's time to find him a wife."

Shopkeeper Fang was confused, then poured a glass of wine and put it in front of Jiang Wen, stroked his beard and smiled, and continued.

"Master Jiang, when will the wood in the yard be needed? These are all good materials that are [-] inches by [-] cents. I can contact you to go up the mountain manually, and I will wait for your order."

Jiang Wen was almost stuck by the fish, took a few breaths before spitting out the thorns, and asked with a wave of his hand.

"What do you mean? When am I going to pass the wood?"

"A few days ago, a caravan delivered the goods. It was specified that it would be used to expand the mountain gate and build the temple for the Wuyi faction. The team even prepared the blueprints for the construction. I thought it was the goods ordered by you, the leader. Waited in the yard for several days."

Shopkeeper Fang frowned and explained.

Jiang Wen suddenly realized: "No wonder Shopkeeper Fang, you seem to be prepared for our arrival! But I never planned to start construction!"

Shopkeeper Fang said suspiciously: "Impossible, I've heard a little bit about Fang."

Jiang Wen patted the table: "Who released this fake news?!"

"The real person Yuanhua told me!"

Shopkeeper Fang also looked puzzled.

"Since I took refuge in Huixian Temple last month, I have seen that Daoist is a good person, and I go to add sesame oil and money from time to time."

Shopkeeper Fang counted with his fingers, "I went to Guanzhong six days ago, and Yuanhua Daoist directly said that he would donate the Zhizhi Temple and Manting Peak in the temple property to Wuyi School. I guessed it as soon as I heard it. You are going to overhaul the mountain gate and the Guangyao sect, so you immediately ordered a piece of granite from the Quanzhou government to gain momentum!"

After speaking, he took out a drawing from his arms.

"The mountain is so poor, you think it's embarrassing to ask the head of the sect. Although Fang is dull, he is willing to help. Take a look at the construction album that came with the wood - this hall is seven rooms wide and three rooms deep. The eaves rest on the top of the mountain, and the front eaves go out to the sea corridor, with a total of 32 columns, which is absolutely majestic and majestic!"

Jiang Wen stared at Shopkeeper Fang dumbfounded, silently put down his chopsticks, and carefully stroked his train of thought.

"Shopkeeper, did you make a mistake somewhere..."

"Huh? Headmaster, are you deliberately hiding it from me? I also met Lao Ye this morning, and I heard from him that four stone lions came—isn't this the proof?"

Jiang Wen was speechless immediately.

I took over the neatly bound construction drawings from Shopkeeper Fang. In addition to indicating the size, structure, and construction methods of the materials used in various places, there are also a series of tiny characters printed in the gaps in the binding with engraving.

Fu Ningdie and Xiao Shitou ate heartlessly, only Hong Wending stopped his chopsticks and asked.

"Master, who arranged this? Is the other party an enemy or a friend?"

Jiang Wen took a look at Hong Wending, and lamented that this child is so intelligent at such a young age, he is simply a natural material for messing around.

The petite characters printed on the engraving block are deliberately made, and no more information can be deduced from the handwriting, but a sentence is scattered here and there.

[Recently, I have been helped by noble people, and I would like to fund a large hall.On the second day of Gengzi month and Yihai day, Cao'an Temple is hoped for. 】

"White Lotus Sect."

Jiang Wen didn't need to think about this kind of practice of hiding his head and showing his tail, and knowing which group of people did it.

Jiang Wen has repeatedly sabotaged the White Lotus Sect, and has shown his profound skills. The other party seems to want to use bribery as the main focus, and deterrence as a supplement, relying on the influence of interests to restrict him to Wuyi Mountain.

The secret energy of the White Lotus Sect is quite astonishing, and the accumulation of hundreds of years in Jiangnan, Fujian and Guangdong is also enough to move people.

This time, it’s a big hall. On the one hand, it wants to make up for the bad relationship with Jiang Wen, and on the other hand, it’s showing their hands—they can raise and transport a whole yard of wood within three days without anyone noticing. , Is it to boast of the power of its rapid summoning.

"Master, there must be fraud. My father said that this group of people are secretive and unpredictable, and they are definitely not people who can be trusted."

The Heaven and Earth Society has been in contact with various forces for a long time against the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, including the White Lotus Sect that is lurking in the dark. Judging from this, the negotiation between Hong Xiguan and the other party is not pleasant, and there may even be a frontal conflict.

Jiang Wen smiled slightly, and said to Wending: "From my point of view, the White Lotus Sect is not only a bribe with both soft and hard tactics this time, it is also covering up other actions. The White Lotus Sect made it clear that the chariots and horses will enter the Wuyi Sect. I don't care whether I accept or reject it. If you have good intentions, you will inevitably be trapped on Dawang Peak."

How long does it take to build a palace?
As short as two months, as long as half a year.

The other party secretly set up a logical trap. Once Jiang Wen mistakenly thinks that the White Lotus Sect is targeting the Wuyi Sect, he will definitely stay there.

So during this time, will the other party come to Wuyi Mountain?
Jiang Wen thinks it will.

They even helped him build the hall politely and honestly, and then withdrew from the Wuyi Mountains, making enough affection and relationships.

In this way, the next time Jiang Wen wants to turn his back on him, there will always be some misunderstandings.

What's more, they even considered the possibility of Jiang Wenhuo getting up and killing him to inquire about his crimes. They directly stated that they could come to Cao'an Temple to have a talk, and they were waiting for your visit at any time.

"These people must have other plans..."

Jiang Wen muttered, and continued flipping through the construction album.

He is a bit stubborn, and a bit overly curious, or people who are skilled in martial arts have this kind of temper to some extent. The more the White Lotus Sect hides, the more Jiang Wen wants to plot against the other party.

Flipping through the pages, Jiang Wen's eyes lit up and his smile became even brighter.

He patted the table, and the shopkeeper said.

"Treasurer Fang, please find someone to transport this batch of wood to the mountain. These 'friends' of mine should come to start construction soon."

Then he patted Xiao Shitou and Ning Die, "This time I am going to take you on a trip as a teacher to increase your knowledge!"

Hong Wending thought for a moment: "Master, are you going to Cao'an Temple?"

Jiang Wen shook his head.

"The engravings in Fujian are best in Jianyang, Quanzhou, and Fuzhou. There is no word on the back of this atlas, and the cover and mounting paper are accidentally mixed with discarded official documents from the seal of the Fuzhou government office. I think Bailianjiao said Why Quanzhou Cao'an Temple is just a cover-up, their real location should be Fuzhou Prefecture!"

Jiang Wen, who has regained his power, has already given birth to the world's greatness, where he can't go anywhere!

Ningdie suddenly raised her head, blinked her eyes and asked her master.

"Master, an hour ago, didn't you still say that a real man promises everything, and you won't go out if you can't say it?"

Jiang Wen choked for a moment, then suddenly remembered that he seemed to have said this once.

"It's okay, Miss Yan and the others are going south, we should go east, we shouldn't be able to meet on both sides. Ningdie, you have to remember, as long as you make a mistake, it's not a mistake if you don't get caught."

Ningdie showed a puzzled look on her small face.

"But what if it is discovered?"

Jiang Wen patted her little head.

"Then bow!"

(End of this chapter)