The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 1: The first day of Aoyama’s shame

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　　The old man is invited, and the mountain is his company. Came thousands of miles to the west, I first came to know Lushan noodles. Yang Xiong, who loves wine, doesn't care. Heaven and neighbor, come to comfort the poor and sad eyes.

　　 seems to be shocked, blowing and dispersing. Draw Ge Hengjiang, looking at the south bank of the river. The corners of the earth have no distance. A lot of clear songs, and full of pear blossoms.

　　 (Su Muzhe. Song: Zhou Zizhi)

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　　 In the early morning, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue left Shenmo Peak.

　　 They walked eight hundred miles in one go, out of Nansong Pavilion, and had a hot pot meal in Yunji Town.

　　 Zhao Layue ate seven plates of crispy meat and drank three cans of fruit wine. Jing Jiu blanched a few slices of green vegetables and used white soup.

　　 After noon, they set off and walked hundreds of miles to the outside of the city of Shangzhou.

　　Shangzhou City is not particularly large, but there are five official roads that meet here. The geographical location is extremely important, so the imperial government is extremely strict.

　　 There are guards guarding outside the city gate, although some copper plates will be collected and let go faster, but the inspection of pedestrians will not relax.

　　 Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue stood under the Liting Pavilion outside the city, looking in the direction of the city gate for a long time.

　　 They have a very troublesome problem that they cannot solve.

　　How to get into the city?

　　 Jing Jiu once again recalled the travel notes and dynasty-related regulations that he had read back then, and found that there was still no other way.

　　 "Directly enter the sword, there should be an Xianju specializing in reception for practitioners in the city." He said to Zhao Layue.

　　 Zhao Layue was a little annoyed.

　　 At the beginning, she said that she should walk with the sword, but Jing Jiu disagreed, saying that since it is going to travel, why bother in such a hurry, and it is better not to reveal her identity.

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Otherwise, there must be a guide issued by the government."

　　 Zhao Layue looked at him and asked, "Do you have one?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "When we leave, we can go to Xilaifeng and ask for a few copies."

　　 Zhao Layue said: "That's not it now?"

　　 Jing Jiu looked at the carriages on the official road and said to himself: "I don't know if there are portraits on the guide."

　　 Zhao Layue Muran said: "Qingshan is ashamed."

　　 Yes, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue are two people who have no common sense of life.

　　In the green mountains, they can't see anything unusual, but when they come to the real world, this problem will be revealed.

　　 They are devoted to the Tao, all their time and energy are devoted to the difficult issues of cultivation and understanding the world, and they don't care about the trivial things in life at all.

　　 Back in the small mountain village, Jing Jiu spent nine days learning farming, housework, and labor, but still did not learn other things, such as dealing with people.

　　Whether he is in the Liu's house, in Nansong Pavilion and Xijian Creek, or in Shenmo Peak, he stays alone and does not need to deal with others.

　　 Zhao Layue's situation is slightly better than his, but it is also limited. She hasn't been born yet, and it is the future that the Qingshan Sect will focus on. After she came to the world, she has been preparing to practice the Taoism, learning all kinds of difficult knowledge, staying in the mansion, never seeing foreigners until she came to Qingshan. Most of the time is also alone, such as Jianfeng.

　　In the monastic world, they are talented people with amazing talents, but in the normal world, they will appear very clumsy.

　　There is no other way, so you can only choose the most direct way.

　　 Of course, that method was not the way Jing Jiu had considered it.

　　 The twilight darkened, and the line of sight was blurred. He and Zhao Layue went around the most remote section of the city wall in Shangzhou City. The sword light flashed occasionally, and then disappeared from where they were.

　　 Flying sword fell in a remote alley.

　　 Zhao Layue asked: "Where to go?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "I have never lived in Xianju, I heard it was good."

　　 Zhao Layue said: “Since it’s a journey, it’s like walking in the red dust of Guocheng Temple, it’s better to live in an inn.”

　　 Jing Jiu thought about what was written in the book, a little worried, and said: "I heard that the inn is dirty and the feet smell bad."

　　 Zhao Layue thought that he was really ignorant. Just find a better inn. Don’t mortals wash their feet?

　　 What else Jing Jiu wants to say, Zhao Layue said directly: "I am a senior sister, listen to me."

　　 "Okay."

　　 the two left the alley and walked towards the street full of lights outside.

　　 Zhao Layue suddenly stopped and said, "You wait for me."

　　 After a while, she walked back from the alley, holding two hats in her hand.

　　 Jingjiu took the hat and asked: "Why?"

　　 Zhao Layue did not speak, and gestured with her hands on her face.

　　 This has become a common movement in the Nine Peaks of Qingshan. As long as you see this movement, you know that you are talking about Jing Jiu.

　　 Jing Jiu himself had never seen this action, but it did not prevent him from quickly understanding what Zhao Layue meant.

　　He put on the hat and asked in a low voice, "Can I still see it?"

The light from outside the alley shone on him. The hat covered most of his face, but even the exposed part was too amazing.

　　 Zhao Layue reached out and pressed his hat down firmly, and nodded in satisfaction after taking a look.

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　　谪 Xianju is the best restaurant and inn in Shangzhou.

　　 This is the result of Zhao Layue's brave inquiry of several passers-by.

　　 The inn is brightly lit, the windows are bright and clean, although it is a bit noisy, it looks good.

　　 Zhao Layue was quite satisfied, while Jing Jiu looked at the three characters on the plaque and was rather dissatisfied.

　　 walked into the inn and came to the shopkeeper, Zhao Layue was silent suddenly.

　　 Jing Jiu was a little puzzled, and then thought that she should have forgotten to bring the money.

　　 He will not forget such things. He always remembers that money is the most important thing, and his status in the small mountain village largely stems from this.

　　He took a golden leaf and handed it to the shopkeeper, and said seriously: "I want the best room."

　　No one would wear a hat to enter the inn to ask for a room, and no one would pay for the room with a golden leaf, but... after all, it was a golden leaf.

　　 Regardless of who you are, as long as you have money.

　　"Tianzi Room A! Look at this name, it’s for you two~IndoMTL.com~ The shopkeeper put a sincere smile on his face, called the second child, and asked him to take the guests up.

　　 came to the door of the room and looked at the wooden sign that says Room A with Tianzi, both Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue felt quite satisfied.

　　 After entering the room, Zhao Layue looked at the surrounding furnishings and found that it was really good, not much worse than the Chaoge City home.

　　 Jing Jiu thought about one thing and asked: "How can you buy a hat if you don't have money?"

　　 Zhao Layue was startled, did not answer this question, found a clean floor and sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to recuperate.

　　 "Aoyama is ashamed."

　　 Jing Jiu shook his head and said with a smile.

　　 Zhao Layue still ignored him.

　　 A white mist rose from the top of her head, straight as a line, like a sword.

　　 Jing Jiu untied the iron sword behind him, his mind turned slightly, and a faint blue flame appeared on the dark sword.

　　 He stretched out his hand and put the flame on his face, rubbing it twice, and all the dust from the journey of thousands of miles disappeared, revealing his clean skin.

　　 After a while, Zhao Layue finished her breath adjustment and opened her eyes. The black and white are distinct, very beautiful.

　　 She glanced at Jing Jiu, thought about it, stretched out her hand into the air and condensed the water with Taoism, and washed her face.

　　 knocked on the door, Xiao Er walked in with a basin of hot water, two white towels on his elbows.

　　 "Guest officer, you..."

　　 Xiao Er looked at Zhao Layue's face and was stunned.

　　He put the water basin on the ground, looked at Jing Jiu, and said, "Or you..."

　　 the sound stopped abruptly again.

　　 He rubbed his eyes, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

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　　 (Busy in Wuhan, the latest update may be a bit messy, today is one chapter.)