At noon, the wind and snow stopped suddenly, the mountain was white and turned, accompanied by the crows and dead trees on both sides, and a lonely boat was on the dark green and deep Han River, slowly moving up against the current.

Liu Changfeng wore a straw raincoat and hat, and used his hand to support the boat. Zhong Qi tied a yellow-skin gourd on the top of his peach stick. He leaned on his hands and looked at the snow scene and water at the bow of the boat.

The two of them chatted from time to time, and before they could see the hour passed, the boat was pushing the waves against the current, and there was about a dozen miles of waterways to Liangzhou Prefecture City.

From a distance, I saw a mottled ancient blue brick wall. It was the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, and the ferry at the wharf was still noisy and prosperous. Shangwu, official boats, and boats coming and going were endless.

Seeing the haze, it was almost four or five minutes later, Liu Changfeng was raising the artemisia and said to Zhong Qi: "Brother Zhong Dao, I have arrived at the Liangzhou Ferry. I see the weather is not good. I am afraid there will be wind and snow tonight. It is better to rest in the city for a night and leave tomorrow."

Looking at the dense clouds in the sky, thick haze and cold wind, Zhong Qi nodded and said, "It is indeed a sign of wind and snow, so please let fellow Taoist cross me to Liangzhou City."

Liu Changfeng held the boat to the riverside, lined up with the taxpayer boat, leaned against the ferry, led Zhongqi through Xingde Gate, and entered the city.

Liangzhou is the capital of Xingyuan Prefecture. There are nearly 40,000 households living in the city alone. Based on a family of six, there are more than 200,000 people in the city. In the previous life, it was a small county town, and in this life it was considered a first-class city.

Liangzhou contains the Han River outside, and the Wei River is connected to the Xijing (Chang'an and Luoyang are the capital), and to the Jingnan Mian River in the south, which also has some benefits for canal transportation, rich water sources, fertile land, and dense population. In terms of prosperity, it is also the best.

Entering the Xingde Gate in Xicheng, a street is two meters wide, with green brick and tile houses, archways, gatehouses, shops, houses, teahouses, and restaurants. There are countless people, noisy and prosperous, and shoulder to shoulder.

It was the first time that Zhong Qi, a prosperous ancient city, was seen. He couldn't help but look around, with flying eaves and brackets, colorful buildings and stone bridges, water pavilions and flower pavilions, and ingenious skills.

It is the cold winter month, and what are the strange foods and seasonal flowers and fruits, and it is even more dazzling.

The pedestrians and hawkers are profitable, greedy, anger, ignorance, and contempt, and laughter and noisy. Zhong Qi wears a hundred-descendant clothes, and when they get along, they always feel incompatible.

These prosperous scenery made Zhong Qi, who had seen the lonely temple in Hanshan and the old forest in the barren mountains, feel a little curious, and a little confused and lonely.

I was curious about the ancient city, the world was full of worldly dust, and I was confused about the worldly world, just like the fireworks and willow alleys in front of me, and the streets were forked. Even if Zhong Qi yearned for it, it could make Zhong Qi dizzy and not argue the path.

Liu Changfeng led Zhong Qi into the crowd and walked forward. Perhaps seeing Zhong Qi looked confused, he smiled and said with a smile: "This Liangzhou city is more than ten miles wide, with eight gates open. There are thousands of hectares of fertile land outside the city, and there are docks next to the water, and there are more than ten ferries. There are seven Hualiu Lanes, 18 orchestras, and 26 Road Square..."

Zhong Qi nodded in nodding and suddenly asked in confusion: "Fellow Daoist Liu, what is this orchestra building?"

"Haha... the orchestra building is a brothel, but that place is different from the ordinary Hualiu Lane. It is a place where scholars and scholars often go to. They pay attention to only selling folk art, not selling themselves, or writing poems and writing poems. They win the favor of the courtesan girl with their literary verses, so they make some sour words and call them "Architectural Building"

Liu Changfeng laughed while talking and laughing, and then said to Zhong Qi with a vulgar face: "Brother Zhong, it is rare that you have come to Liangzhou. It is also the mandala where I teach and preach the Dharma together. If you are curious about the orchestra building, then let's go and have fun, eat, drink and have fun, and all the expenses are covered by me."

When he heard it was a brothel, Zhong Qi shook his head and waved his hand and replied to Liu Changfeng: "I am just curious. The dirty and obscene place is hindered from the purity of practice and I will never be able to go."

Liu Changfeng shook his head with a smile. Seeing Zhong Qi was not happy, he didn't say much about this. He changed the topic and said: "There is a Deyuan Tower not far ahead. It is the entrance of the hall I taught in Liangzhou. It has wine, food, banquets and accommodation in the guest house. If you don't dislike it, please rest for a night."

With free accommodation, Zhong Qi was fine. He walked straight along the street with Liu Changfeng, walking a hundred steps, but turned around the alley but saw noisy in front of him. There was a circle of people around him, and he kept pointing fingers.

Seeing that the street was blocked, the two of them looked at each other and surrounded each other curiously. When they got into the crowd, they saw that there were several beggars who set up an Odaiba on the street and covered them with cloth circumferences behind them.

A presbyterian was wearing a patched coat, leading a few beggars, beating drums and drums in the circle, playing tricks, dancing blades, and playing some martial arts in the martial arts world to win many cheers.

In the cold winter, these people were bare-armed and were wearing only a pair of patched flower pants. Two young beggars, seven or eight years old, were beating gongs and shouting, and a strong boy with disheveled hair in the middle, dancing with bare feet in the snow.

The breathing sprayed white mist, and the cold light shone. A single sword was blown tightly and the sword light was spinning like a spinning wheel, and it couldn't be poured in like water.

Zhong Qi also applauded with everyone. The young beggar did have some martial arts skills. No matter what the actual combat style is, just looking at these knife tricks, you have to put in a lot of effort to be so proficient.

After a few sets of sword dances, the boy withdrew his sword and stepped behind the scenes. Two little beggars who were beating the gong came over with porcelain bowls and walked and sang: "Yifeng Bridge in Yannan, Zhaobei, Hanghong Bridge, Medicine King Temple in Pudu Bridge, South (with) Dragon King, Red Boy Demon, White-clothed Lady was full of filial piety, in front of the theater, April Temple, go to the garden, there is a chariot road..."

Walking along the circle to everyone, the old man called grandpa, the young man called brother, the woman called sister, aunt, or the master or wife called sweet-mouth.

Sing a congratulatory message that is listened to. The onlookers who have money will throw two money into the bowl, and those who have no money will cheer loudly. The atmosphere is in full swing for a while.

Zhong Qi and Liu Changfeng were also interesting to watch. They each took out a few coins and threw them into the beggar's bowl. After a while, the two bowls were filled with money.

Seeing this, Zhong Qi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, no wonder he almost starved to death and could not even get money when he was a beggar. It turned out that this was the correct way for the beggar to operate.

This nest of beggars talk about learning to sing and doing tricks, and they don’t have to waste their time working. In just a short while, they get several coins of money, which is really professional.

While thinking and feeling, there was another gong sound in Changzhong, which woke Zhong Qi up. The flower curtain was lifted, and an old beggar with white hair walked out, hugged her fists around and said loudly:

"Thank you all kind benefactors, and the kind and kind supporter..."

The old beggar thanked him with great energy, and then explained to everyone: "It is said that there are unicorns, dragons and phoenixes, gods and demons, mountain spirits and ghosts, and old people are lucky. They once received a strange man's teachings in Yunmeng Mountain. From a young man to a white-headed person now, they have descended into a fairy..."

"This presbyterian is so arrogant. On sunny days and sunny days, there is such a fairy..." Before the old beggar finished speaking, a young man in green scarf and brocade clothes couldn't help but sneer.

"Why is he so hungry and confused? He is talking about some gods and fairies..."

"The old beggar is fooling people. He said he is a cultivator, why did he come to us to ask for money..."

The onlookers also said your words, and I expressed my disbelief. However, Zhong, who was about to leave, became interested when Liu and the other two became interested when they heard this, stood and watched, waiting for the old beggar to say something.

When the old beggar saw that everyone was interested, he waved his hand, and when everyone's voices became quiet, he bowed to the surroundings and said, "Presbyterian never fooled people all his life, he said that it was there or there..."

After saying that, he walked straight into the curtain. After a while, the curtain rustled around the curtain. The curtain slowly lifted up. The old beggar held a chain with a finger in his hand, and indeed pulled out a bear's sperm.

The bear and the man stood up, the head and body of the beast, the hair was bonded, the chest and neck were tied up by chains, and the old beggar was led into the venue, and he actually bowed to everyone.

The long-haired bear bowed, which shocked the crowds of onlookers present, and some people fell down, some people rolled to the ground and kowtowed, and they scattered in a hurry and stepped on countless people.

Zhong Qi and Liu Changfeng were also surprised. Although they were surprised, they were not panicked. They were not scared and screamed like others.

Zhong Qi wiped his eyes and looked at the bear monster carefully. His face was exactly the same, but he was surprised and confused and said: "This... this is impossible. Without the Four-Million Inspiration, how could such a weird thing be... Is the real method I learned false?"

The long-haired bear monster bowed repeatedly, except that he could not speak, and was no different from ordinary people. This scene almost made Zhong Qi doubt his life.

At this moment, Liu Changfeng, who was also surprised and unspeakable, seemed to remember something, and his face gradually calmed down and whispered to Zhong Qi: "This is not a monster, this is to use the Beggar's Sect spell, called Caisheng Zhexue..."

"Caisheng and cut?" Zhong Qi was stunned when he heard this, frowned, and his mind was full of thoughts. He felt that this word was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember that he had heard it there.

Liu Changfeng pulled Zhong Qi out of the crowd, and then explained in a low voice: "Caisheng Folding is the most vicious spell in the Beggar's Sect. It breaks people's hands and feet, or cuts off their skin, and makes the demonic magic stick to the fur of livestock, and specially makes some disabled or monsters to gain sympathy and take the opportunity to make money..."

Mr. Zhong Qi felt that this "picking and cutting" had some impression. After Liu Changfeng mentioned it, he memorized the Dharma in his previous life, but now he has become a bit vague and clear in the memory.

Caisheng and Cut: It is the most vicious and vicious one among professional beggars. It artificially creates some poor disabled people or "monsters" to win the sympathy of the world under this guise, and thus obtains a large amount of money from passers-by.

The secret technique of Duan Gong also has original records:

[The person who was given a dumb medicine was poured down, so he couldn't say anything. He first caught a bear at home, stripped the person who was given a clothes and tied it up, and stabbed it all with a needle.

When the blood is full of blood, kill the bear, peel it, wrap it in the human body, and stick it with blood, and never take it off. Use iron chains to deceive people, and you can make tens of thousands of dollars in more than a month]

He just wanted to find a way to get someone, pour him a mute medicine, teach him not to speak, and then peel off the skins of wild animals and livestock for later use.

Then use a golden needle to prick the hole, peel off the human skin, cover the skin of the skin on the skinless person, and the blood of the human and animal is connected and gradually grows into one.

This method is actually like blood-refining corpses. It is about peeling off human skin and then cleaning it with medicine. The so-called trick is the golden acupuncture point that can protect people from death, and the key is the key.
Chapter completed!