【008】First arrival in Xiyang ()

When traveling around the world, especially in the escort industry, it is not necessary to say that human nature is well-educated, and it is also a must-have to win over all parties. The Changfeng Escort Agency has traveled all over the world and has some interest exchanges with the city guards in various places.

Without any effort, Xibei Liu, who was hiding in the carriage, sneaked into Xiyang Prefecture.

Xiyang Prefecture, an individual name called "Weicheng", is an important town in Xiguan Province and is connected to the Central Plains.

"Tsk tsk, this is the ancient world. Brother, I've opened my eyes..."

Although he was mentally prepared, after entering the city, he secretly looked at the quaint buildings from the carriage and pedestrians dressed in different places, Xibei Liu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Qian Feng did not go with the escort team to hand over the escort team, so he asked Xibeiliu to change his clothes in the carriage. The two of them often stayed at Dihongyun Inn when they entered the Changfeng escort team.

After entering a room, Qian Feng said, "The second young master will spend some time here. Qian also has some connections in Xiyang Prefecture, so he can find a fish talisman for the young master. However, he must think of a pseudonym."

Xibeiliu was grateful and couldn't help but recall the few loyal subway brothers in his previous life. After thinking about it, he did not forget his roots, so he took a homonym and said, "Just call him Liu Erlang."

The so-called "A real man will not change his name or change his surname" is a deliberate show of his intention when he is proud of his youth. If Xibei Liu dares to claim that he will be in the wind of Hedong Liu, it will undoubtedly be a death sentence. Maybe even if he doesn't come out, he will be surrounded by officers and soldiers!

Qian Feng is not talking much, he is a type of person who talks less and does more things. He nods when he hears this and turns away from the room.

The inns are not as simple as a bedroom. On the left is the flower hall, on the right there is an exquisitely wide screen, and behind the screen is a large wooden barrel for bathing. Xibei Liu wanders around the room, and is curious about everything.

Soon the waiter knocked on the door and came in, and ordered Qian Feng to set a sumptuous banquet on the table in the flower hall. Xibei Liu was surprised and felt warm in her heart. She sighed that Qian Feng was too kind and treated him as a patrol master.

He ate and drank happily and had a preliminary understanding of the world of the Heavenly Kingdom. Xibei Liu was very comfortable and sighed that he had a good character and met a noble person when he went out. It did not happen that he had imagined that he had a difficult life in Xiyang Prefecture.

After the waiter prepared the hot water, Xibeiliu bolted the door and started to work hard.

Just now, when he was changing clothes in the carriage, he noticed something was wrong. In addition to throwing him a piece of rag called the Night Demon's cloak, Baili Chunqiu also stuffed a package into his arms.

There are two things in the package. One is made of sheepskin to make an ancient scroll wrapped by thin red ropes at this moment, and the other is a fist-sized black box with no texture.

Xibei Liu first opened the black box, and there was a golden bead that was a goose egg inside. The bead was extremely strange, both like a solid ornament or liquid bead like a bitter gallbladder. There was golden light on the outside, and the internal force was also filled with a pleasing and strange luster.

The most interesting thing is that the bead exudes a unique fragrance. Xibei Liu felt refreshed after just smelling it. Seeing that the bead was exposed to the sunlight and the fragrance spread throughout the room, Xibei Liu hurriedly covered the box. He couldn't figure out the origin of this thing, so he ignored it for the time being.

Relying on the big wooden barrel, he untied the string and spread the ancient scroll.

——Floating Life Record!

Seeing the three cursive characters on the beginning of the scroll, Xibei Liu took a breath. It turned out that Baili Chunqiu and Jiang Jianyue fought to the death. Is this ancient scroll?

What surprised him even more was the three mysterious fonts. He was originally a cultural person in his previous life. Although he collected many antique calligraphy and paintings, he had seen many handwritings from famous locals, so he could be said to be skilled in this way. In addition, Liu Erlang's own knowledge, the combination of the two is even more extraordinary.

"Suddenly, the wind was like lightning, and the flying flowers and scattered snow. The cold ape drank water and shook the withered vines, and the hero pulled out the mountains and stretched out the iron. The rugged went out to the sea to go up the mountain, and suddenly became a rock by the lake. One vertical and one horizontal, one tilted and one tilted. I didn't envy the flying sails when I walked by the river, and the writing was like a sudden rain... Good words, are there such good words in the world?"

Xibei Liu exclaimed, and the three-character cursive script in front of him, which was like a dragon, made him feel moved.

The three-character cursive script in front of you is elegant and free, flowing clouds and water, and the mighty aura is vividly displayed on the paper, which is already at its peak in the mind of Xibei Liu. Moreover, these three words are continuous like mountains and undulating, and the trend is like the surging sea tide. Not only does it exude a strong and righteous spirit, but it also has a vague artistic conception!

In calligraphy, artistic conception determines everything and can be regarded as the essence of the spirit.

Xibei Liu looked dazed, and she felt as if she was suddenly at the top of the clouds. The clouds in front of her were within reach, the sound of fairy music floating in her ears and the sound of cranes cries. When she leaned over, she could see the people of the world. As soon as this illusion of looking down at sentient beings was born, the scene suddenly changed. He fell from the top of the clouds and merged into the crowd, as if he was the sentient being, and that sentient being was him.

After a long time, Xibeiliu suddenly came to his senses and felt that his whole body seemed to have added a little strength, and he was indescribably comfortable. He was so bumpy that he was about to fall apart in the carriage that he felt particularly energetic.

"Good word!"

Then, after reading the contents below, Xibei Liu praised again.

The fonts behind are not cursive, but have been replaced by fly-headed small regular script. The rules are strict and the shapes are very exquisite. It is like a solemn saint who taught a lecture in the lecture hall, and everyone here is respectful.

This is a prelude to the passage, which reads: "Buddhism emphasizes transcendence, regards all kinds of suffering as the source of tempering, and teaches people to accept it, which is loved by the courts of all dynasties. Therefore, although Buddhism was passed down from foreign countries, it was extremely prosperous in the Middle Land; Taoism focuses on health preservation, nourishing both body and spirit, being quiet and inaction, and pursuing immortality, which is suspected of being alone in self-discipline; My Way of Life originates from Confucianism, pays attention to worldly practice, reflects the sufferings of the people, investigates the rise and fall of the people, and understands the principles of the people..."

Xibei Liu read it with relish and felt that although the person who wrote this article was arrogant and pointed out the disadvantages of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, what he said was not unreasonable. After studying it several times, he murmured to himself: "Fusheng Dao, what kind of Taoist sect is this? Why does Liu Erlang have no impression of this at all? Yes, even the things that Baili Chunqiu have to snatch are perhaps a very powerful sect in the world."

But seeing a self-preface in the next paragraph, Xibeiliu's chin almost fell on the ground: "Yu Zhuowenyuan resigned from his official position in the year of his life. He had been a monk for thirty years and then turned to the Taoist sect for forty years. He integrated the essence of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and created the Taoist sacred life. The book "Fusheng Record" has one volume in each volume, the first volume is preached, and the second volume is preached, and the second volume is preached, so that it will be left to future generations to refer to..."

Xibeiliu was shocked for two reasons:

First, the "Floating Life Record" in his hand is just the first volume, so where is the second volume?
Chapter completed!