Crown Sword

"Can a fish turn into a dragon when it enters the water?"

"Do you want to see?"

In a dilapidated alley in Jiufangli, Chang'an City, a grass-stage troupe performing Sanle Baixi is setting up a stage. The troupe leader is a fat man who is too fat to walk. He squints his eyes and smiles like a Maitreya Buddha.The young man sitting opposite the wooden shelf was so skinny that no one could be sure of his age, from ten years old to the crown, it could be said by force.

The young man showed longing eyes, and his gaze closely followed the pair of fleshy hands with knuckles.

The fat class leader slapped his hands, and an apprentice walked over behind the curtain, holding a tank of water, and pretended to be the fish and dragon leaping expressionlessly.The old man standing beside him put the fishing rod on his belly, kicked the fishing rod forward, put his heel on the edge of the basket, and slowly recited a chapter in "San Qin Ji": "Under the Dragon Gate, there are yellow carps every year in spring, Fighting from the sea and the rivers to go... first climbed to the Dragon Gate, there were clouds and rain following it, and the fire from the sky burned its tail afterwards, and it turned into a dragon (note)."

The fat boss whistled.

The old man's voice stopped abruptly. The old man with his legs crossed and leaning against the pillars propped up his neck. His eyes were slender, with bags under his eyes, and he had a murderous look and a deep hostility: "Master, have you made a good offer?"

This is not like ordinary grandparents.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters, people are not easy to talk about, the fat class leader felt sorry for that kid, and sighed: "The old man is really cruel, how about it, we travel all over the world to support those who can't make a living, and we don't do business at a loss, you Let’s talk about what this kid can do first, and then I’ll make an offer, I can’t just buy one to pay for the medicine.”

The boy pulled the tiger fur hat on top of his head and buried his head very low, trying his best to hide the examining eyes from his forehead, but his shyness was weaker than that of a girl.

Or, this is a girl.

Yue Mo pouted his throat, Shen Yuan choked on the wind and coughed twice, his face turned red.When she was approaching Jiangling by water, she developed malaria, and her condition became violent. She had to wait for a while, and then met a wandering doctor, who said that she was able to stabilize herself by taking the method of taking Artemisia annua juice in "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescriptions". Stay sick.

Although it is good now, it has hurt the root, and the vitality has not recovered.

Shen Yuan pointed to the large water trays at the door and the children jumping up and down doing exercises on them, and whispered, "Well, I can do it better than them."

The corner of the fat class leader's mouth twitched: "You mean Yan Zhuo?"

This juggling looks interesting and simple, but you have to be steady and light in your body, otherwise it is easy to overshoot and get stuck in the water tank.

Shen Yan turned his head to look at Tu Sanyin, said "I will listen to grandpa", and then ran forward to pick it up, wanting to jump to the bottom in one breath.

This relationship is not like that of a child, it is probably because the poor people have eaten their last meal and never finished their next meal, so they sent them to learn art for nothing, so that they can make a living.

The fat class leader sat upright, blew out a breath, and laughed reproachfully. When he jumped halfway through the water plate, he called for someone to respond in the middle, twisted his arms and pulled him back to the ground, and said, "Okay, I will Come up with this number." He stretched out his fingers for comparison, waited for the old man to nod, and hurriedly sent errands around to fetch it.

A strange thing happened again, the old man took the money bag but didn't keep it for himself, instead he waved it to Shen Yuan: "I'm sorry, Grandpa, you and I are destined to die, each be safe."

Shen Yan stood stiffly on the spot, holding the bag with both hands, and hadn't recovered for a long time.

After Tu Sanyin finished speaking, he took his food and walked out of the alley without looking back. Shen Yuan chased after him, but the people in the Caotai team wanted to stop him, but the fat team leader stopped him with his raised chin: "It's okay to send it off."

She walked to the door, holding on to the thorny wooden pole, biting her lips tightly when she wanted to cry, and finally could only hold the money bag tightly.She couldn't hold it anymore, through the embroidered cloth, she noticed something strange, pulled the string and looked in, and saw that there was an extra jade on the broken coin, that jade had been with Tu Sanyin for decades, and had never left her hand——

As long as she wants to redeem herself, she can do it anytime.

Shen Yuan was clever, understood the old man's intentions, and stopped the tears that seemed to be opening a gate.The fat class leader was lifted up, and he reached out and rubbed the top of her head: "What's your name?"

"Little... little Yuan."

The fat class leader blew a whistle: "Yo, what a coincidence, why are you still the same generation?"

Shen Yuan didn't pick up the words and was joking, he was dumbfounded and stared wide-eyed.

Fatty felt that he was bored, spread his hands together, and said: "My dead ghost old man was ranked sixth in the family back then. I, people in the Jianghu called him Little Sixth Master." He didn't speak Qinqiang, but Jiangzuo Jiaxing's accent, but Shen Yuan, He speaks the official dialect of the Central Plains.

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The nearest water system in Chang'an is the Bashui. Gong Yangyue and Chao Chen went to Baqiao to guard the fisherman. It should also be easy to identify, people from the south of the Yangtze River only listen to soft endings.

I don't know if the fish in Bashui are ready for slaughter. The fishermen on the riverside are two steps at a time, and they gather together to cast nets for fishing. The young people in the family help pull the nets and pull the ropes to rub the bait.

Gong Yangyue looked puzzled: "People in Chang'an love fish so much?"

Chao Chen pushed his hand on his shoulder and pointed to a group of people coming from the official road in the distance, with a walking chariot in the middle and two ox carts behind them.

Looking at the ibis red logo on the front of the car, Gong Yangyue suddenly said: "It turns out they are playing tricks."

As for the ibis logo, everyone in the land of Qinlong knew it. In the early decades, there were shops all around Chang'an with a joint name, all of which belonged to the family surnamed Qian.The owner of the Qian Mansion is also the owner of the Chang'an Mansion, which is also known as the "Four Mansions in the World" together with the Linchuan Yan Family, Qingzhou Gongshu Mansion, and Beiluoxuan Mansion, and is nicknamed "Fudo Zun".

I heard that before Fu Jian's Eastern Expedition, the previous generation of "Fudo Zun" was suppressed, and the Qian family was once in a state of ups and downs. Unexpectedly, only ten years after Fu Jian's downfall, he returned to his former appearance.

The person who got out of the chariot was not from the Qian family, but just a shopkeeper, but with the arrogant appearance of his nostrils upturned, it seemed that the king of heaven and his father didn't pay attention.The momentum is so huge, if you inquire about it a little bit, you will know why it came——

The way rich people play is unusual. This generation of "Fudongzun" Qian Yinzhou wants to eat red-headed carp, and thousands of dollars want to buy it. People all over the city come to try it to see if they can make a fortune.

Gong Yangyue rolled up her sleeves, turned her head and walked towards the river, until she reached a sparsely populated and lush tidal flat upstream, she wanted to get involved.

Chao Chennahan: "Why are you catching fish again?"

"If you don't make money, you won't make money! Think about it, you don't care about production, and you have to stick to the bottom line of a gentleman. Once that damn girl Shuangli leaves, I can hardly afford to support you." The words were teasing Chao Chen, but Gong Yangyue's gaze was always on the fisherman downstream, he slowly dipped his hand into the muddy water, in fact, he also wanted to test whether Tu Sanyin was in it.

After hearing his words, Chao Chen was planning to take advantage of the New Year's Eve to write Taofu family letters to earn some money, when suddenly a waterfall exploded, carp and crucian carp jumped straight down on the spread net, and the fishing old man who was throwing a pole was caught by the splashing water I poured it all over my face.Some vegetarians and Buddhist believers clasped their hands together excitedly to tell the fish when they saw the fish come, while those who were unlucky enough to get soaked through their clothes held up their fish baskets and yelled.

Looking around, no one was calm, and Gong Yangyue was a little disappointed immediately.

Chao Chen wiped his face: "Before you start next time, can you say hello? What kind of plan is this?"

"This is called throwing yourself into a trap." Gong Yangyue said solemnly, then poured a handful of water on Chao Chen's face, Chao Chen stepped on the water while hiding, and also drew a gourd to give him a hand.But his skill was not enough, the splash fell back into the river before it touched anyone, Chao Chen hurriedly shouted to stop: "Don't make trouble, the business is important."

Gongyangyue snorted, shook the river with her internal strength, and a fish came out, caught it in her hand, and muttered casually: "I've seen red-tailed koi for viewing, but I haven't seen any red-tailed koi that can be cooked... "

As soon as the words stopped, Chao Chen, who was shaking off his clothes, was also a little puzzled. Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"This fish..."

Chao Chen looked over, and saw that the carp's eyes were showing a strange blood red, and when he looked carefully, it was not a wound, but a layer of blood wrapped around the skin.

It's fishy, ​​not fishy, ​​but bloody.

Both of them turned their heads and looked upstream, and saw a few floating corpses rolling up and down in the white waves.

Exclamations and noises came from around one after another, and many people threw the line, trying to pull the corpse ashore.

"go!"

Gongyangyue gave Chao Chen a push, and went up the Bashui River, the river became narrower and narrower, and when he came to a forest on the banks of the mountain, he saw bloodstains all over the place, there was a tragic fight here, and the dead body It was also here that it was washed to the vicinity of Baqiao.

At this time, the slippery soil fell, and a horse-faced man with a burden stepped on the ridge, slipped all the way to the bottom of the slope on his buttocks, and made eye contact with Gong Yangyue——

"Strong man, don't kill me, I have an eighty-year-old mother on top of me, and there is..."

Gong Yangyue glanced at him, saw him frantically trying to help the juniper beside him to stand up, and quickly stopped: "Don't touch it! It's poisonous!" The leaf was stained with black blood, as if sprayed on it when someone died, and now it is slowly corroding , with this palm down, the palm of the hand is guaranteed to be pierced.

Lin Yuanzhi, who came to join his relatives, wiped his eyes, and couldn't help but peed in his pants in shock. Chao Chen wanted to go up to check, but the foul smell came back.

No matter how you look at it, he is just an innocent passerby who strayed into this place.

Lin Yuanzhi didn't dare to show his anger, he clutched his bag tightly, and walked down the mountain with his head depressed, maybe because he lost face because the majestic seven-foot man was scared to piss his pants, he walked hurriedly and quickly, either hitting a tree or scratching his arms, The more he wanted to leave quietly, the more he made a big commotion, and his face turned red with embarrassment.

Seeing his stumbling back, Gong Yangyue shouted: "Wait!"

Lin Yuanzhi turned his head in panic, his hands softened, he couldn't hold the burden firmly, and the bones rolled to the ground.He hurried to pick it up, but saw Gong Yangyue step on it.

The tied knot was slightly loose, and a hole was opened, and some blood-stained money spilled from the core of the bundle.

No wonder he was so flustered!

Gong Yangyue joked: "Do you dare to pick up dead money?"

His tone was not surly, and he even teased others in the same way as usual, but the murderous aura of many years of walking in the rivers and lakes instantly frightened Lin Yuanzhi, and he shivered and pointed aside: "I, I picked it up again, return, return There are some, all, all belong to you!"

Gong Yangyue sneered, he didn't like this kind of money of unknown origin for the time being, so he continued to ask: "What do you do?"

"I, my name is Lin Yuanzhi, a native of Xiakou, Hanzhong. I came to Chang'an to join my sixth aunt. I didn't know until I came here that I had been dead for two years. I planned to change to the same village..." Lin Yuanzhi muttered in a low voice, waiting for Gong Yangyue to loosen his legs Finally, he grabbed the bundle and held it tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that they would steal it.

Seeing his petty appearance, Gong Yangyue was amused, and couldn't help interrupting him: "Okay, stop talking, I won't snatch you, let's go."

Lin Yuanzhi scratched his ears in disbelief, until Chao Chen who was beside him also agreed: "Leave quickly, this place is not peaceful." Then he hugged his things and ran up the mountain in a panic, not looking back.Seeing him going deep into the mountains, Chao Chen wanted to speak up, and wanted to remind him not to wander around, but Gong Yangyue called out: "Leave him alone, he said there is blood money on the top, go find clues first."

Gong Yangyue let go of the hand holding the pine tree, and there was a scar under his hand, which was thin and flat, deep and straight, pushed hard with his palm, and the whole tree fell down with a creak.

Glancing over the opening from the corner of the eye, Gong Yangyue smiled inscrutably: "Did you remember anything?"

Chao Chen suddenly realized: "On Lutou Mountain, on the cliff near the cave where Xuan Zhidao died, that... that tree that was cut off!"

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Note: Quoted from "San Qin Ji"