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The fresh and comfortable mountain air a second ago was now dense like mercury in a tomb, pouring into the nose and mouth.

Zhao Rong suffocated his breath.

The leaves move silently, and the clear spring flows silently.

A gust of breeze blew through green forests, mountain springs, bluestones, ancient furnaces, men and women.

"say."

The woman's voice was like a broken silver bottle.

She looked coldly at the stooped man above who had his back turned to him, and the ancient three-legged furnace lying on the cobblestone under his feet.

Zhao Rong raised his eyes slightly, continued to hold one ear of the stove with one hand, and blocked the view with his body, quietly lowered the stove cover, and took out a rag from his arms.

Then, the man turned around, facing the woman who appeared in the corner below, playing with pure white jade Ruyi in her hand, and said blankly:

"Ah, what?"

Lan Yuqing did not repeat the words, and looked carefully at the man's face, which was half-covered by the hat.

The next second, she suddenly said, "Take off the hat."

The man was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then nodded with a flattering smile, and where the woman could not see, the sole of his right foot immersed in the mountain spring arched and grabbed into the sand.

The man raised his right hand, freed two fingers from the hand that was holding the rag, pinched the low brim of his hat, paused for a moment, and then lifted it upwards, revealing his entire face in an instant.

Lan Yuqing stopped playing with Yu Ruyi in his hands, and squinted at the man's smiling face.

After a while.

She frowned slightly.

He raised his feet and climbed the steps, step by step, approaching the man standing beside an ancient furnace that fell to the ground.

Zhao Rong saw that the woman was getting closer and closer to him, and his smile became more "flattering". The sole of the ground-grabbing foot was deep in the sand and stone, so that the whole body tilted to the right, but because he was "respectful" Bending over, he couldn't see anything.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the gap between the thick forests on the right, silently calculating the distance, holding the rag and hat with his right hand on the ear of the Tingni purple gold stove, and stretched out a finger to touch the stove surface and touch the time. It has already exceeded three breaths.

Return to ask whether to close the furnace, Zhao Rong will wait in silence.

He didn't know whether he had been seen through, fluke and determination were intertwined in his heart.

So he was waiting, waiting for the expression of the unknown woman, no matter how subtle, he would immediately make up his mind to run or stay.

However, this woman has been expressionless all the time, and she has been looking straight ahead without looking at him, which made him even more uneasy.

Seeing the woman getting closer and closer, Zhao Rong's mind was like a string, tightening more and more tightly.

The stomping sound of the foot and the bluestone steps rang out, and Zhao Rong felt absurdly that it matched his own heartbeat.

Boom, boom, boom...

Finally, after she took a step, the two were only three meters apart, and this was already a faint red line drawn in Zhao Rong's heart.

Zhao Rong made up his mind secretly, said a word to Gui, and in the next second, he was going to close the furnace and jump out, jumping up and down, desperately jumping down from the gap in the forest, not knowing what would greet him below...

The woman took another step.

Zhao Rong squinted, but opened his eyes in a flash, and hurriedly stopped in his heart.

Because there was already a cold and transparent voice that sounded again.

"Why are you here to wash the stove?"

Lan Yuqing turned her head slightly and asked, and after speaking, she glanced at the man's unremarkable face, his handyman outfit, and the stove that had been poured into the spring.

"Returning to Xian Gu's words... The incense ash in the stove was soaked in cat urine last night, and I don't know which wicked wild cat did it. The smell is a bit too strong... Well, today is a holiday, and Deacon Chen in the temple will let him The little people moved out to wash, sigh, you smell it, it still smells a little bit, but it can't be washed off... Another brother went down the mountain to get firewood and ashes, that thing should be..."

Lan Yuqing saw the errand man in front of him grasping the rag and explaining it a little nervously, and he stepped forward a few steps, spread his arms and opened his arms, his body exuded a cat smell, as if he wanted to confirm something to her.

She frowned and tilted her head, covering her mouth and nose, "Don't come here! Pindao knows."

After saying that, he quickened his pace, passed the man and the stove lying in the spring, and climbed the steps to leave.

Zhao Rong's arms were open to the sides, holding the rag and hat in his hands, with an innocent look on his face, he stood there and watched the Taoist girl leave. Seeing her back disappear into the corner, he stood silent for a while, then suddenly. He blinked, shrugged, put his hat back on, let out a sigh of relief, and returned to the fire.

"Sorry," it said.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows.

First time.

"It's okay, let's go now, this road is not as safe as I thought."

Zhao Rong glanced again at the direction where the unknown Taoist nun disappeared. Then, he bent down and grabbed the ears of the furnace with both hands, preparing to straighten the Tingni Zijin furnace, which had fallen forward, "By the way, put it away quickly. , how can I get it so big."

"Yes, but it can only shrink to the first foot size at most."

Zhao Rong asked strangely, "Why?"

Gui said in a faint tone, "Because... it is refining alchemy."

Zhao Rong froze in his heart.

He quickly straightened the Tingni Zijin Furnace with both hands, lowered his head, and looked inward.

Empty.

Chapter 62 Osmanthus

Lan Yuqing walked this secluded and winding mountain road for the sake of this osmanthus forest, although she did not admit it.

Zhongnan Mountain has fertile soil and humid climate, and the osmanthus blooms very early and is fragrant.

Every plum rainy month in July, when the rain falls and the osmanthus trees bloom, the lovely ladies of the Luojing family will go to the suburbs with baskets, pick osmanthus flowers, make nectar, and knead them into cakes with their delicate hands.

It's delicious here, which Zhongnan Erlang doesn't like to eat?

Lan Yuqing passed the flower forest, bathed in the elegant fragrance, and continued up the mountain without looking sideways. When she reached the red lacquered gate, she stood still in front of the gate, turned around and glanced at the lush green mountains behind her, and took out the key. Opened this side door that she had not been to for a year.

Lan Yuqing, dressed in purple, went straight to the top of the mountain, passing by the magnificent palace buildings with carved dragons and paintings, ignoring the blue-clothed Taoist priests who stopped to bow to her respectfully.

On the way, she stopped at the preaching platform near the top of the mountain.

This ancient platform built on the top of the protruding peak, the pines and ancient cypresses, surrounded on all sides, the willow forest is green, in front of the barrier platform.

It will be the venue for the debate between Confucianism and Taoism in the near future. At that time, the people of the city will hear the words of the two sides on the scripture platform at the foot of the mountain. Countless Zhongnan hermits and monks will come here to watch and talk, and even There were also many monks on the mountains of neighboring countries who came to witness the grand occasion.

Lan Yuqing stopped for a while, sneered, continued up the steps, passed the corridor, and reached the top of the mountain.

There are three temples standing on the top of Taibai Mountain in the shape of a mountain. The roof of the Daozu Temple in the middle has a pitch-black boulder, which is oval in shape, without edges and corners, and has potholes and caves.

This is the "star" that shines on the top of Taibai Mountain at night, like a pearl left by a fairy.

It's just that the sunlight of the day is spreading on its surface, and the "stars" are dim and unremarkable.

Lan Yuqing did not enter the main hall in the middle, but turned into the patriarch's hall on the right.

There were Taoist priests on duty outside the temple gate, but she ignored the notices and entered directly without anyone stopping her.

In the patriarch's hall, it was extremely empty, with three statues enshrined in the center, and a yellow-purple Taoist priest sat on a futon in front of the statues.

Chongxu Guan is one of the main branches of Taoism in Xuanhuang Jie, left in the lower view of Zhongnan Mountain in Cangzhou, the birthplace of Louguan Taoism. These three statues are dedicated to the three patriarchs of Louguan Taoism.

The one with the highest position in the middle is Yin Zi, who is also the founder of Louguan Taoism.

The two left and right were the first headmaster and deputy headmaster of the Louguan Taoist sect, and it was these two who truly established the Louguan Taoist sect, one of the orthodox Taoists in the Xuanhuang Xiuzhen world.

It must be noted that Taoism and Taoism are different, the former is the Dao school, the latter is a religious school.

Taoism was born out of Taoism, and based on the Daoism advocated by Taoism, it established a sect in the Xuanhuang realm, recruited believers, and cultivated longevity.

Taoism, on the other hand, is more noble, specializing in learning, not focusing on longevity and cultivation, but only on the Dao.

The same is true of the hundreds of schools of thought in the Xuanhuang Realm.

But what is worth pondering is that although the masters of the hundred schools do not deliberately cultivate, almost all of them have a towering cultivation base, and the higher the knowledge, the stronger the cultivation base.

The statues enshrined by several powerful Taoist main branches in the Xuanhuang Cultivation Realm, except for Taoist ancestors, are all ancient saints and Taoist sons of ancient times. Based on their Taoist knowledge, they established the method of cultivation and pursued longevity.

In a nutshell, a hundred schools of thought practice Taoism, and monks on the mountain practice.

The former is pointing directly at the source from the beginning, while the latter is stepping up the steps step by step, slowly touching the illusory "Tao".

In fact, strictly speaking, there is no difference between the two.

There are hundreds of cultivators who can only follow the old ways and follow the path of the sages, without any progress in their knowledge.

How many monks on the mountain are stuck in the aptitude test, watching those few geniuses ride the dust, they can only take a step by step, and finally become the nutrients of the huge cultivation world and become a member of the vast sea of ​​​​people. .

The avenue is ruthless.

This is Lan Yuqing's hard-working experience, because of the man who trampled her for his sake.

Lan Yuqing calmed down and walked towards the Taoist priest Huang Zi who was meditating in the center of the hall.

This is a middle-aged Taoist priest, wearing a purple yang scarf on his head, wearing a luxurious and cumbersome yellow and purple gossip clothes, with a ruddy face and an elegant demeanor. He is sitting quietly with his eyes closed, holding a string of beads in one hand.

This string of beads is quite strange. Each bead has different colors and materials, and there is a Tai Chi gossip picture engraved on the round surface.

"I checked it out, Lin Wenruo found a very powerful helper named Zhao Ziyu. If the news is correct, he should be a student of the head of the Linlu Academy. He happened to pass by Luojing, and when Lin Wenruo found out, he invited him to deal with us. "

Lan Yuqing's tone was calm and casual, and she did not have the slightest fear or awe of the most powerful national teacher in Zhongnan Kingdom in front of her.

Qing Jingzi nodded lightly when he heard the words, especially after hearing the word "Shan Chang", he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the daughter who had changed since the accident on the Spring Festival Day.

"Tell me carefully."

"The person who informed us was named Li Shiqian. He and a famous person in the city named Mr. Qingxi were playing outside the city. At noon, they took shelter in the Drunkard Pavilion ten miles north of the city, and met a man who was resting in the pavilion. The three of Zhao Ziyu... Li Shiqian overheard their conversation... In the end, the three of them took Lin Wenruo's attention and slipped out."

"It's very strange." Qing Jingzi's expression was indifferent, "Even if Lin Wenruo went late at the time, I don't know that Li Shiqian overheard the identity of Zhao Ziyu, so he didn't pursue the three of them later. This reason makes sense, but it's still not right."

Lan Yuqing nodded, "I think so too, so I went to verify some things these days."

"Among the three people present at the time, there was a Taoist priest from the periphery of our view, called Chen Hongyuan, his speech was the same as that of Li Shiqian except for some subtle differences, but in important places, and I checked this Chen Hongyuan. I have been a Taoist priest long ago, and the reason I passed by the Drunkard Pavilion that day was quite normal, and it was because I was subjectively doing monthly duty."

"The only thing worth noting is the other celebrity named Mr. Qingxi. He died at an elegant party not long after returning from the Drunkard Pavilion. The cause of his death was excessive indulgence and overdraft. Oh, I forgot to mention it. , he had a habit of cutting his sleeves, and he died on a male prostitute."

After Lan Yu said clearly, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said, "Because the timing of his death was not right, I went to check it carefully, but I didn't find any traces of his death."

Qingjingzi suddenly said, "There is no trace of the Lanxi Lin family in the whole thing?"

Lan Yuqing thought about it for a while, and said truthfully: "No... Wait, if you want to get in touch, there is also the male prostitute who caused his sudden death. Ten years ago, he participated in a Lanxi Lin's event in Dongshan, north of the city. The Wenhui, but other than that, there is no contact."

When Qing Jingzi heard the previous sentence, he frowned slightly, but when he heard Lan Yuqing's reiteration, his brows stretched.

If Mr. Qingxi's death has nothing to do with the Lanxi Lin Clan, and there is no connection at all, then it is a ghost. After all, the Lanxi Lin Clan is huge and has many entanglements with the famous circle of celebrities in Luojing City.

Lan Yuqing said again: "My daughter thinks that Zhao Ziyu's identity should be no doubt."

"Why so sure?"

"I still have some contact with Lin Wenruo's younger brother Lin Qingxuan. He knows this Zhao Ziyu, and there is still a bit of conflict... According to him, that Zhao Ziyu once made two poems, one for falling flowers and one for climbing buildings."

"The location is Longquandu of the Great Chu Dynasty in the south of Wangquezhou."

"I later went through the records of the road guide for travelers to and from the South Gate that day in Chengfang Mansion. That Zhao Ziyu did indeed hold the road guide of the Great Chu Dynasty."

Qingjingzi narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly, "Is there any way to do something to him... um, master your senses, just stop him from participating in the debate between Confucianism and Taoism."

Lan Yuqing shook his head, "It's not easy to handle. Now Lanxi Lin's family is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. After that incident, all the people we placed in the manor were cleaned up, and we don't know what this Zhao Ziyu looks like. , All I know is that his cheeks are thin, his eyes are bright, and he is dressed as a scholar. In other respects, he is unremarkable and has no characteristics. He may pass by on the road... It is difficult to determine the target. "

Qing Jingzi nodded and closed his eyes.

The hall was quiet for a while, and neither of them spoke.

After an unknown amount of time, Qing Jingzi closed his eyes and said softly, "In this way, the previous plan may be a little unstable."

Afterwards, he reiterated, "How important is the debate between Confucianism and Taoism, I don't need to repeat it, we must make sure that everything is safe!"

Lan Yuqing lowered her eyelids, "My daughter understands."

Just turn around and leave.

The woman went back the same way, came to the side door that was rarely visited, and pushed the door down the mountain.

It's just that when she passed the osmanthus forest again, she suddenly stopped, was silent for a while, and walked sideways into the forest.

Under a tree with a red rope tied to its branches, she stood still.

Wearing purple clothes is incompatible with the pure white color of the forest.

Lin Wenruo, I want you to kneel at my feet.

I'm going to ask you why, and then send you down.