The bearded man swept across the faces of these merchants like lightning, and finally stopped on Li Qingming and Bao Zheng.

"Why is there a female gentleman? Is this handsome young scholar who is a gentleman's student?"

Li Qingming was dressed in a civilized manner, but he hung a silverfish bag on his waist, without any official spirit, and only had the temperament of a scholar.

The bearded man read countless people, and at a glance he knew that this beautiful woman was probably the gentleman from a certain academy.

Seeing her pink face and drinking a lot of wine, the bearded man seemed to have never seen her. Even the thunderous sound dropped three times.

Li Qingming smiled faintly: "I am a professor at Bailu Academy. This time I am studying in Sichuan. This is my little book boy Miaoyu.

Miaoyu, have you seen this adult?”

Bao Zheng smiled and bowed, "Miaoyu has seen Lord Zhan Yaolang."

When he observed the bearded man with Dharma Eye, he saw that his body was filled with essence and blood, like lead and mercury, as if the Yangtze River was rushing unimpeded. He was a sixth-grade warrior who had entered the inner realm.

Sixth-grade monks are not at the bottom of this world. There are actually nine-grade eight-grade and seven-grade ones that are not included in the ranks. These are already ‘masters’ in the so-called world.

Moreover, judging from the cultivation of the bearded man, he is only half a step away from opening the Ren and Du meridians in the inner scene. Once the Ren and Du are opened and the entrance to life and death are broken through, he will be a fifth-grade innate master and a great hero who suppresses one side.

"Haha, what a good man, you're so handsome, why are you calling him a damn Miaoyu?"

The bearded man laughed and said, "My name is Yan Chixia, this is the man's name.

Brother Miaoyu, I turned around and came to the post of losing my relatives. You and the female husband have to follow me, so I will take care of you if something happens.

His grandmother, the female gentleman from Bailu Academy?

If there is a mountain and water low, how can I explain it to the higher authorities?”

Bailu Academy is famous for respecting Confucianism, which only cultivates one's own mind, but rejects those Confucian methods that are strange and insidious. It is a real Confucianism, not a Confucianism.

In other words, this female gentleman is an ordinary man. Not only can't help him, but she will also become a burden. If something happens, the trouble will be big. I'm afraid even the county magistrate will be held accountable.

Yan Chixia complained that she was not lucky and cursed her.

Yan Chixia?

Bao Zheng was stunned, and then the more he looked at this Lord Yan, the more he was happy. The complex he had in his last life was a youthful complex. Whether Yan Chixia was a stinky Taoist priest or a mere sixth-grade demon-slaying man in this life, this name is the incarnation of justice!

"Let's go, let me be smarter one by one. The escorts who protect the merchants come to me. If they encounter any problems, they will listen to my orders. Do you understand?"

The mountain roads of the lost relatives were rugged, and the horses of Sichuan and Sichuan were not allowed, but the horses of Yan Chixia and others were unable to be allowed. They could only temporarily send them to the restaurant and wait for these merchants to pass the post safely before returning them to pick them up.

Yan Chixia shook off a pair of big feet, but her speed was not as fast as the ponies of the Shangshang. While leading the way, she was still cursing in a mess: "Fuck God's eight generations of ancestors. It was a good weather just now, why did the rain clouds come? I wonder if I didn't wear oil clothes?"

Li Qingming frowned and said, "Why is this person so vulgar?"

Bao Zheng smiled: "That is because lay Buddhists are used to seeing so-called literati and elegant people, but they don't know that an open-minded man like Yan Chixia is truly cute..."

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Once you enter Cangshan, you will create your destiny and send the wind and rain to chase your soul.

What we are talking about is the Sichuan and Shu mountains.

The mountains are vast and boundless, and the destiny of heaven can evolve into wind and rain at any time, causing mountain torrents, mud and stones to roll down, and killing people's lives in an instant.

This kind of power of heaven is even a high-grade cultivator who can only face resistance and is powerless to change. The legendary true immortal arhat can call the wind and rain and evolve the secret of heaven, which has a certain range. If you encounter the power of heaven, you will be just a stronger ant.

The so-called hills in the northern plains are mostly just a small mountain range, but in the southwest mountains, there are often towering mountains. The same is true for this lost hill. Even if there is no wind or rain, it will take two or three hours. If you encounter mountain rain, you will be in no way accurate, and it may take one or two days.

Maybe God was angered by Yan Chixia. Shortly after everyone entered the mountain, they encountered mountain rain. Less than half an hour later, it turned into a torrential rain. The merchants were all prepared, and immediately someone took out a straw hat and oily clothes to scatter. Bao Zheng and Li Qingming both got one.

The soap lion who was traveling with him gave Yan Chixia the oil-wearing clothes he wore, but Yan Chixia pushed them away: "I'm hot, don't use this thing.

The rain is too heavy, and it is just as evil spirits appearing. You can’t go any further. Find a cave to shelter from the rain in front and take a break today first.”

There was a hole in the Sichuan Mountains of Sichuan and Shu, and soon a natural cave was found a hundred meters ahead. There were holes in front and back, which were naturally ventilated, but there were no poisonous insects and ants.

Everyone followed Yan Chixia's instructions to enter the cave. The merchants took out the dry firewood covered with oil cloth from the cart, lit a few fires, and began to cook various meat and dry food.

Someone whispered: "It's strong wind and rainy. Only by drinking a few sips of wine can you drive away the cold..."

"Forget it, I'm afraid Lord Yan is unhappy."

While everyone was talking, they secretly watched Yan Chixia.

"Wine has never been a good thing, but I like this bad thing!"

Yan Chixia and several county magistrates sat in the same place. After roasting hands by the fire, they naturally took out a big wine gourd from their arms.

"If you have alcohol, drink it. You were not allowed to drink before. I was thinking about passing the post as soon as possible so that no one would be dragged down and cause trouble. Now, looking at the rain, I can't go to the post tonight. I can't drink too much, otherwise I will not be able to do anything tomorrow, so I will use a whip to whip!"

Everyone laughed and said, "Mr. Yan's whip must be very powerful. Who dares not obey the order?"

Yan Chixia laughed, ate and drank for a while, picked up the wine gourd and came to the fire beside Bao Zheng and Li Qingming, and threw the gourd to Bao Zheng and said, "Brother Miaoyu, the female husband is delicate and weak, but she is not cold, right?"

Li Qingming gave him a blank look: "I'm fine."

"Sir, it's fine, otherwise I, Lao Qin, can't explain it. So, sir, where can I go to study, but I want to come to Sichuan?

Especially this lost relative, the mountain roads are dangerous, and there are evil spirits, so it shouldn’t be coming..."

Before Li Qingming could answer, Bao Zheng smiled and said, "This is strange. My husband and I heard that there were two major sects in Sichuan and Sichuan, Emei Qingcheng, which has become a dangerous place?"

"Emei Qingcheng?"

Bao Zheng didn't mention Emei and Qingcheng. When he heard the names of these two factions, Yan Chixia immediately sneered: "Don't mention them, so as not to affect my mood of drinking."
Chapter completed!