The first thousand and sixty-four chapters of the miscellaneous peanut tree in a certain year
On the top of Luolu Mountain, Bai Ye and Jun Qian sat and chatted about the three rivers in Hongzhu Town, including the Yuye River.
Xiao Mi Li has already said goodbye and left, jumping up and down, carrying a golden pole on his shoulder, holding a green bamboo stick, and carrying his beloved cotton bag across his body. There are no troops in it for the time being.
Bai had also heard some stories and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Chen of yours is quite easy to talk to."
Jun Qian explained: "Zhu Lian punched in the Yuye River, and my junior brother also visited the Shuifu Mansion. If we don't show mercy here at Luopo Mountain, we will be suspected of being aggressive."
Bai also laughed it off.
Jun Qian said: "The most important thing is that Xiao Mili will feel sorry for herself. The more Luo Luoshan does, the bigger the trouble will be, the more uproar will be made, and the more times she will be silent when she is alone in the mountain. If she is timid, she feels that outsiders
The world is a bit dangerous, so I don’t dare to go out, and I am not timid, but just don’t want to go out. There is still a difference in my mood. Therefore, the junior brother actually thinks a lot about this matter, and must have a good sense of proportion.
Don't be too wishful thinking. You must know that from the beginning, Xiaomili wanted to hide it and pretend that nothing happened, but she happened to be bumped into by Pei Qian. In fact, Xiaomili had always wanted to say something.
What, but I was worried that I couldn’t say it well and would make Pei Qian and the others sad, so I had to keep it in my heart.”
Bai Ye nodded, "That's right. It's more difficult to compare hearts to hearts."
It can be seen that Bai Ye's previous statement that Chen Ping'an protected her very well was not wrong.
Jun Qian said with a smile: "Later, Zhu Lian gave Xiao Mili an analogy and explained it in a half-joking tone, which finally allowed Xiao Mili to completely untie his knot. It is said that after hearing this, Xiao Mili burst into laughter and was very happy.
I was rolling on the floor, feeling that some of the old chef's words touched my heart."
Bai Ye asked curiously: "Can this kind of knot in the little girl's heart be solved?"
Jun Qian nodded, took out a jar of unknown immortal wine from her sleeve, and said slowly: "Neng. Zhu Lian first told her a story about the landscape of his hometown to describe this turmoil, saying that there was a person in the world.
A woman from a distinguished family was hurt emotionally, and she caused the death of a heartless man's family. The man himself also had a leg broken. The heartless man went through all kinds of hardships to find her, and told his tragic story with tears and snot in his face.
, the woman raised her eyebrows and gnashed her teeth, saying that you were just lame and using a cane, but I was heartbroken, who is more pitiful? Xiaomi Li was heartbroken at first, and asked the old cook if it was true. Zhu Lian said that he was making it up.
, Xiao Mili was relieved. Then Zhu Lian asked Xiao Mili if he was still angry. If he was angry, I would ask the Water Goddess to limp to Luolu Mountain to apologize to you. Xiao Mili was shocked and hurriedly let go
The old cook swore not to do such a bad thing. Then Zhu Lian asked Xiao Mili if this was the case. If we, Luo Po Shan, kept clinging to this matter, the Right Protector, who had actually turned over the story a long time ago, would always be unhappy in his heart.
In the past, however, I didn’t dare to say anything, for fear of being misunderstood, which would mean I had no conscience, so I didn’t dare to say anything at all. Xiao Mili nodded vigorously, so Zhu Lian explained to her that the mountain master who returned home made a special trip to Shuifu to fight against the injustice for you.
Beating the Water Goddess once is not as simple as retribution. In addition to helping you get the justice that must be done, I also want to make her and the entire water house have a longer memory, so that there will be no foreign land like millet grains in the future.
People, walking in the realm of Yuye Jiangshui Mansion, no matter who they are, their status, or their realm is high or not, they will no longer be bullied by them casually. They will no longer dare to bully others, so it can be said that Xiaomi Li, you have the merit.
Yes, the grievance is not in vain. If the young master does not take care of it this time, there may be many millet grains on the Yuye River in the future. The water government will still make mistakes again and again, and occasionally kick an iron plate.
They didn't think it was something wrong. At most, they just felt that the sign of their water house was not loud enough and the fist of the Water Goddess was not strong enough. Xiaomili, do you think this is good? Xiaomili said loudly, isn't it good? Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Young Master
The last time I took you to the Shui Mansion as a guest, I had some knowledge. I didn't go to the Water Goddess in an aggressive attack, but I didn't take it lightly. It was like leaving a boot in the Shui Mansion. Since it was left behind
If you have lost your boots at someone else's house, you will have to get them back sooner or later. The Water Goddess and the Yuye Jiangshui Mansion have to take it easy. Last time, Master Chen didn't get angry and didn't argue too much with the Shui Mansion. So what about the next visit?
, will new and old accounts be settled together, and two crimes be punished at the same time? Xiaomili was full of praise, the good mountain master is amazing, the old rivers and lakes, it is really the old rivers and lakes. Finally, Zhu Lian smiled and said Xiaomili, you are cowardly now.
After a while, I don’t dare to wander outside Luopo Mountain. Do you think that the Water Goddess dares to leave the temple and water mansion casually? She is not as courageous as a grain of rice. Besides, besides us, I heard that Wei Shanjun, who is the immediate boss
, seems to have once reminded her, telling her not to think too much, the crime will not lead to death. Xiaomi Li, listen to me, is there a knife hidden in the smile, murderous, which can scare the Water Goddess. If the story only develops here
, it’s nothing. After Xiaomili was happy in Zhu Lian’s yard, she plucked up the courage that day and secretly ran to a small bamboo forest in Piyun Mountain to count bamboos. As for what Xiaomili talked with the Weishanjun who hurriedly appeared, it seemed
Hanging with a hook has not changed for a hundred years, it is a mystery."
Bai Ye smiled and said: "It's hard for you to say so much in one breath. The content is already there, but where is the title?"
My good friend Jun Qian is not a person who is good at talking. We traveled to famous mountains together in the past, but Jun Qian neither likes to talk about ancient deeds, nor does she want to talk about cultural background and academic affairs.
Jun Qian said: "As long as you are not in the fifteenth realm, you will be blinded by a leaf."
Bai Ye held up his tiger head hat and sighed: "The fifteenth realm."
Jun Qian suddenly laughed and said: "I'll take you to a village school. You can't eat melon seeds and dried fish for nothing. You have to do a small favor for your junior brother."
Then Bai Ye was shrunk by Jun Qian into the mountains and rivers, and pulled into the neat study room of a school by the stream. Jun Qian began to take out a manuscript, and skillfully turned to a page. The landscape story in the book told a story about a wanderer in the rivers and lakes.
They strayed into the Immortal Mountain with the big water monster of Dumb Lake. The outline of the story is that they met three Taoist masters with their own styles. The two sides had a poem battle and returned home victorious. Bai Ye looked around and guessed that this was where Master Chen was teaching.
In the husband's place, Jun Qian spread out the pages of the manuscript and asked Bai Ye to stop standing there and take a closer look.
Bai Ye walked over to take a look, glanced at it a few times, and wanted to stay out of the matter. However, Jun Qian held down his tiger head hat and said with an angry smile: "Don't talk about loyalty in the world, you idiot, I'm here to help you grind the ink, you
Don't even think about running away."
It turns out that the manuscript contains quite a lot of space to write about the content of the poem about fighting, but every time the young hero named Chen "recited poems", all the content about the poems in the booklet was blank.
However, whenever the protagonist recited poems, the three mountain spirits who were born in the mountains but liked the arty mountain immortals "heard" that Chen Shaoxia impromptu composed a poem with outstanding literary talent. How did they go from disapproval at first to restrain their contempt?
From the look on their faces, to each of them twisting their beards and being silent, with their hearts shaking, to the unconcealed admiration, they were astonished, and finally they were sincerely convinced and resigned... But they were written very carefully, sparing no words, so that Bai Ye and Jun Qian were able to
The two readers looked at each other as if they were reading the book.
Is this Chen Shanzhu so incapable of poetry? There are more than a dozen poems, and the manuscripts are all empty.
What's so difficult about writing poetry?
Jun Qian had already started to fetch an inkstone, dripping water and grinding ink beside it. Bai Ye shook his head and said, "I told you not to write poetry, it's not a joke."
Jun Qian smiled and said: "Use your old poems."
Bai Ye said helplessly: "It's not like you don't know. I've forgotten most of the poems I've written. Those that I haven't forgotten have been compiled into poetry anthologies by good people and circulated around the world. I copied mine, and Chen Pingan copied mine.
What's the difference between his collection of poems? He might as well find a less famous poet and copy some obscure poems."
Jun Qian said: "I have memorized all those discarded poems of yours. I told you to just copy the content. As for the title of the poem, you have to make up your own."
Bai Ye casually flipped through a few pages of the manuscript, and then turned to the content of the new chapter at the end, and found that from beginning to end, it was the landscape story of the young knight from the rivers and lakes and the big water monster of the dumb lake. It was not Chen Ping'an's story in The Master's Self-Tao, or
Occasionally, I got up to write a novel like the Han deputy leader of the Confucian Temple. Bai also remembered that at the top of the mountain, Xiao Mili talked about her first time going out to travel around the world. It seemed that she was looking for a passing scholar who owed her a story?
If it weren't for the sake of Xiaomi Li, Bai wouldn't want to do such a thing. What's the difference between fooling around and wearing two tiger head hats on his head?
Bai Ye sat on the chair, took the brush handed over by Jun Qian, thought for a moment, and said: "I remember that trip to Mount Lu, there seemed to be two ancient poems and Qijue, and they were pretty good."
Jun Qian reminded: "You can't show your peak poetry as soon as you start. Remember to hold back a little bit on the first few poems. In total, these twelve poems, the literary talent and skill must be gradual, especially the finale, which must be worthy of it."
The exclamation and praise of the three immortal masters in the book..."
Bai Ye raised his head, there is so much nonsense, you will write it?
Jun Qian said with a smile: "You are not too angry. If I were your junior brother, I would stand here with a brick."
Before Bai Ye started writing, he asked: "How do I calculate this as I owe Chen Ping'an a great favor for this Taoist contemplation?"
If Chen Ping'an had already planned it, but an outsider like him got there first, the favor he would owe would be even greater.
Jun Qian read out an old poem, and then said: "You are my good friend, and he is my junior brother. Then according to the old rules, I won't take sides, and you can decide what to do."
Just as Bai Ye was about to start writing, Jun Qian suddenly said: "Senior Brother Cui said back then that your style of writing in cursive script is acceptable. After all, the title of the poem is there, and future calligraphers will be willing to praise a few unintentional words. Otherwise, it's just
When talking about the copybook whose authenticity is now doubtful, Senior Brother Cui said that he could write better than you even if he held a piece of charcoal picked up from the dustpan between his toes. However, Junior Brother Cui had already mastered the manuscript.
Hairpin small regular script, don’t show your timidity. If you can’t do it, why don’t you do it for me? I’m definitely better at writing small regular script than you.”
Bai also had to put down his pen, write or not if he liked, and stop serving.
Jun Qian followed her husband's signature style and sighed, "No more, no more, just keep writing your ghost talismans."
Bai Ye suddenly asked: "Cui Chan really said that?"
Jun Qian nodded and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Cui never talks big. If you don't like to hear it, just hold it in."
Bai Ye endured it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't hold it back anymore and choked out a three-character sutra.
Jun Qian pushed open the window and glanced at Bai Ye. After finishing a poem, she recited an old poem and said with a smile: "There are actually three Meng children running away here. They dropped out of school and went to the school in the next village.
Yeah, no wonder we, Xiaomi Li, say something so angry."
Bai Ye lowered his head to "copy poems" and asked casually: "How many Meng children are there in the village school?"
Jun Qian smiled and said: "It seems that we are only a little over ten in total. Fortunately, we recently accepted Ning Ji as a student, otherwise we would probably have less than two hands to count."
Bai Ye laughed when he heard this.
The embarrassments of our generation of scholars are not enough to be explained to outsiders.
In the mountains, the three brothers were just planning to have a drink behind closed doors. When Bai Deng finally knew who the burly man on the top of the mountain was, and who the young man in the tiger-head hat was...
Once you start drinking this drink, you can't stop it.
Now the three of them really hit it off, and they have become sworn brothers. They are ranked according to age, namely Bai Deng, Zeng Cuo and Gao Geng.
Bai Deng talked about the prosperous years of his clan three thousand years ago. Yinlu talked about how wealthy his ancestors were in his hometown of Xianhan City in the wild. Gao Geng also talked about the intrigues in Qinggong Mountain, how they were both glamorous on the outside and full of grievances.
The position of the leader of the next sect was originally within easy reach, and the master nodded in agreement at first, but his respected senior brother and beloved senior sister secretly hindered him, and he would rather let outsiders than help his junior brother... The brothers all talked about their respective sad points, and drank.
Feeling excited, Gao Geng asked if he wanted to invite Chen Lingjun to have a drink with him. The two drunken friends at the table suddenly sobered up a bit and asked Gao Geng to restrain himself and not be impulsive.
When talking about the change of name to "Zeng Cuo" and the current "Zeng Cuo", both Gao Geng and Bai Deng were filled with admiration and admiration. One said that fellow Taoist Yinlu did have real talent and learning, and the other said that he was worthy of being a gentleman. It is dark but the day is clear. A gentleman is so obscure and humble that it is hard to know how to retreat. Only when things happen, it will become clear day by day and he will do his duty...
Yinlu was frustrated and hesitated to speak. In the end, he still did not tell the two sworn brothers the truth. He was previously detained by the young Yinguan and had to write something every day. The latter often came here to check the content and told Yinlu that since Now that you are a half-assed novelist, you should adopt the correct attitude of "do what you do, love what you do, and be the best in what you do", and write as many articles as possible every day, no matter how long or short the article is, with the utmost sincerity and sincerity in every word. Don't just do it casually...
The house of the boy in blue and the girl in pink skirt are not far apart.
Chen Lingjun, who had neither drunk anything tonight nor had any intention of practicing, was sitting on the steps in a daze. He suddenly stood up, secretly picked up a stone from the courtyard, threw it towards another house, and threw it on the roof. Above, the stones were rolling. Soon, the stupid girl's voice reprimanded, "Chen Lingjun, are you bothered?" Chen Lingjun looked confused and asked in his heart, "Nuan Shu, what's the matter with you? I don't want you to misunderstand people like this." Yes, there was a thief at home? Nuan Shu said angrily, if you continue to be so boring, I will tell the mountain owner tomorrow! Chen Lingjun is not afraid of anything, but he is only afraid of this complaint, so he can only defend himself by saying, I was in the courtyard just now Looking through a spiritual book specializing in water magic, when I saw something familiar, I couldn't help but want to imitate it, and I shook my hand at the immature Taoism... Before Chen Lingjun could finish speaking, the stupid girl with a bad temper appeared again. Start training people, compile it, you continue to compile it, it is best to compile the name of the Tao book and the Tao secrets together!
Fortunately, Jiang Shangzhen happened to be sitting on the roof of his mansion and asked with a smile: "Nuan Shu, Jing Qing, what are you arguing about."
Nuan Shu and Chief Zhou gave a blessing and went back to the house. Her desk was filled with account books dedicated to recording trivial expenses, and she had no time to deal with Chen Lingjun, a guy who was not doing his job properly.
Chen Lingjun tiptoed and floated towards the roof of Chief Zhou. He was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice, "Chief Zhou, if the little girl is so fierce, how will she get married in the future, right?"
Jiang Shangzhen lay on his back, his head resting on a jade porcelain pillow, his hands folded on his abdomen, and he said with a smile: "I think Nuanshu doesn't have to worry about getting married."
Chen Lingjun changed the subject, "Since it's been a long night and I don't want to sleep, why didn't Chief Zhou drink?"
Jiang Shangzhen opened his eyes and looked at the sky, and said with a smile: "I was thinking about the chaotic mountains high and low, the clouds hanging above the feet. Judging from the situation, it is going to rain heavily. As a sword cultivator, should I take shelter under the eaves or use one hand? Carry a big bucket and a big washbasin in one hand and go out to catch the rain."
Chen Lingjun was in a state of confusion after hearing this, but he was still talking nonsense, "This is not easy. If the rainwater can be used as money, I won't fill the courtyard with pots and pans!"
Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said: "Wei Shanjun still has something. If I were the tiger, the best god name I could think of would probably be 'Lingze'."
In fact, in Jiang Shangzhen's opinion, if Wei Bo from Piyun Mountain decides to call himself the god "Lingze", this choice is actually not bad. The short-term benefits will be greater than "Night Tour" because it is the most suitable for that unprecedented event. "The right time". Of course, in the long run, it may be safer to travel at night, as the road is beneficial and the water flows.
Chen Lingjun was lying on the roof. Jiang Shangzhen suddenly reached out and grabbed the boy in Tsing Yi's arm, and said with a smile: "Jingqing, who leaked those sincere words I praised Changshou Zhanglu at the wine table?"
Chen Lingjun hurriedly sat up. Not only did he not feel guilty at all, but he had a proud face, crossed his arms across his chest, and asked Chief Zhou to take credit: "I must have told Xiao Mili in a roundabout way, and then let her have a small ear to report to God.
Give the manager a long life, think about it, Chief Zhou, you have been a bachelor for how many years, you look good, and have a strong family background. Apart from being a little older, can you find any faults? There must be nothing wrong with you! Our manager also has a long life.
She is single, not to mention that she doesn't like young people with tender faces and unstable faces. So, you two, the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, how come you can't get together? A man chases a woman across a mountain.
Women chasing men's spacer yarn, don't I think it's too embarrassing for you, Chief Zhou, to speak up? What if Changshou Zhanglu is so thoughtful and she reveals some rumors to Xiao Mili again? I'll hear it again. I'll give it to you, Chief Zhou.
If you say that, hey, isn’t it done?! One manager, one chief, you two are a match made in heaven, and we are even closer to each other!”
Even Jiang Shangzhen, who had seen the world, was speechless for a long time, with lingering fear in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you. You are so good at being a matchmaker, don't do it in the future."
Chen Lingjun lowered his voice and asked: "What's wrong, do you think it's inappropriate? Chief Zhou has high standards and thinks that our Changshou Zhanglu is a little cold-tempered. You don't like her. Hey, you're just ignorant, right?"
, the old cook and brother Dafeng, both of them said the same thing. There are many frosty-looking heroines in the book and fairies who look at people thousands of miles away. Wait until they are moved.
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Jiang Shangzhen, whose scalp was numb, quickly strangled the boy in Tsing Yi's neck, and then reached out to cover his mouth. Please, Uncle Jingqing, please don't say another word.
In a warmly lit room not far away, Xiao Mili came to visit. She stood on a small bench and leaned against the window to listen. Finally, she could no longer hear the noise over there. Xiao Mili turned around and asked curiously:
"Sister Nuanshu, is this really the case?"
Nuanshu, who was flipping through the ledger, stretched out his hand to hold down the abacus and spat.
Jiang Shangzhen covered Uncle Chen's mouth and asked: "Do you want to drink? I heard that you have a few new friends. Do you want to help introduce them? If so, just nod. If not, shake your head."
Chen Lingjun hurriedly pecked at the rice. Only then did Jiang Shangzhen dare to let go of Chen Lingjun. He glanced at the mansion not far away and closed the door to drink. The light was dim and he didn't even dare to make a fist. How could he really drink so happily?
Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said: "Those guys seem to have left you to drink."
Chen Lingjun was stunned and sighed: "It's your fault, Chief Zhou!"
Jiang Shangzhen was confused, "Why do you blame me?"
Chen Lingjun grinned and said: "Those friends and I accidentally carried money earlier, and now they don't dare to ask me for a drink. If you don't blame me, who do you blame?"
Jiang Shangzhen smiled knowingly and said, "You do blame me."
They fell together on the bluestone road. Jiang Shangzhen held the back of his head with both hands, and Chen Lingjun shook his sleeves to make a crackling sound.
Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said: "The mandarin ducks have crossed their necks for a thousand years, and the wings of acacias are flying together with colorful feathers. The harp and harp have been harmonious for hundreds of years, and the white heads share the old haze. People who have come here will occasionally be jealous of you people who have come here."
It was rare for Chen Lingjun not to tease Chief Zhou, and he immediately understood the different meanings of the two "comers".
The boy in green said softly: "I'll drink some more with you later."
Jiang Shangzhen nodded and suddenly asked: "Brother Chen, what do you think of me taking the initiative and letting Mr. Xiao Mo be the chief worshipper?"
Chen Lingjun's head suddenly felt as big as a bucket. This was... a proposition?!
I regard you as my good brother, and my brother exchanges my head for wine money?
The dead brothers at the wine table, where is the morality of the world in the bowl?!
Chen Lingjun's eyes turned sharply and he said: "Chief Zhou, let me chew it. If you are a good person, don't give in to others. Not everyone can be a good chief minister."
Without waiting for Jiang Shangzhen to say anything, the boy in Tsing Yi kicked open the door of Bai Deng's mansion, put his hands on his hips and said with a smile: "Brothers, it's late at night to hide out and have a morning drink. It's indeed a bit early, hahaha...
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At the foot of the mountain, a Taoist priest with a wooden hairpin on his head raised his hand and dipped it in his saliva. Using the moonlight as a light, he slowly turned over a page of a book. It was late at night when there were few people, so it was a good time to read good books and banned books.
It is indeed a "strategic" book highly recommended by Chief Zhou. There are indeed many fights and battlefields, all of which are unheard of before... It is a serious fight, and it is well written, with a mixture of fiction and reality, and occasionally leaving blank spaces, and the aftertaste is long.
ah.
The green cotton sermon robe is warm, the sound of rustling books is turned, and the wooden hairpin is always cherished by the water in front of the steps. My heart is in my hometown.
A sudden slap on the shoulder almost made Taoist Xianwei feel guilty and frightened us so much that he left his body and traveled far away.
Xianwei didn't care whether it was useful or not. He made a magic formula with his hands, muttered something, and used a Taoist formula that was said to be able to calm the soul. Then he quickly turned around and saw that it was his brother Dafeng, Xianwei, who was standing behind him with a bamboo chair.
He complained: "Well, you are so mysterious that you scare me to death. Why don't you become the janitor again?"
Zheng Dafeng smiled and put the bamboo chair aside, "I know how to lock the door three times and restrain you. I won't scare you to death."
Taoist Master Xianwei said in surprise: "I spent more than ten copper coins to buy the Taoist book from a roadside stall in Dukou. Is it true that it is not a lie?"
Zheng Dafeng said: "Of course I am cheating money, but I can't cheat you."
Xianwei smiled and didn't take it seriously.
Zheng Dafeng held the back of his head with both hands, crossed his legs, and just slumped on the bamboo chair. He suddenly moved his buttocks, shuddered, and trembled all over. He complained to himself: "After all, I am not a young and strong boy, but my buttocks feel cold."
.In the past, when it was freezing cold, lying naked on the bed was like a stove. My heart was burning, so there was no need to burn charcoal."
Xianwei smiled and said: "Not to mention the bravery of a good man, brother Dafeng is not as good as the old cook."
Mr. Zhu doesn't like to talk about the past events of his hometown. He heard from Xiaomili that Zhu Lian lived in the blessed land of lotus root. He was once known as a banished immortal and a noble son in the world.
Zheng Dafeng said to himself: "If I have enough food and clothing, God will not let me down. If I don't make progress in learning, why should I treat God?"
Xianwei smiled casually and said, "I guess God is not so stingy."
Zheng Dafeng smiled and patted the Taoist priest Xianwei on the shoulder, "You and I share the same problem, we are both laymen."
Xianwei nodded, mistakenly thinking that Zheng Dafeng was saying that he was not good at practicing Taoism. At the same time, he laughed at himself, saying that he failed to reach the top of martial arts?
Zheng Dafeng glanced at the "Book of War" in Xianwei's hand, "Where's the second volume?"
The Xianwei turned his head furtively and looked towards the mountain road. Seeing no one there, he took out another book from his sleeve and asked with a smile: "If you don't want to read the first volume, why don't you read the next one?"
Zheng Dafeng took the book and began to act like a senior, "Reading this kind of military book about fighting and killing, there is no difference between the previous volume and the previous volume. You are temporarily unsatisfied, and it is still a little less interesting."
There is one of the feudal mountaintops in Luopo Mountain, named Zhaodu Gang.
Li Huai has a private mansion of his own here. In fact, there is also a private residence on the other side of Luolu Mountain, but the "maid" Wei Taizhen is there. She seems to be very reserved and looks pale every day, so Li Huai simply moved here.
When we got here, Chen Lingjun was leading the way. Along the way, the boy in Tsing Yi winked at him, which made Li Huai very embarrassed. After explaining in his heart, Chen Lingjun just said, "I understand, I understand." Li Huai was also helpless, you know.
You fucking understand.
When Li Huai was staying at Zhaodu Gang, Lin Shouyi and Dong Shuijing took Shi Jiachun, who had temporarily settled in Taoye Lane, for a visit. Anyway, everyone has a share in the mansion in the mountains.
of.
However, one of them is Dong Banzhou, who is rich in wealth, and the other is Lin Yupu, who regards money as dirt, and is a fairy on the mountain and despises the prince. Li Huai, who has probably been thinking about having a big house since he was a child, takes it seriously?
The little Abacus with braided braids from the past seemed to be the one who had changed the most among her classmates, but they were all married and had children. They were still money-crazed. When she heard that there was also a post in her name that was listed in her name,
I bought a house, so I made a special trip to look around it, asking again and again how much such a large house is worth. According to the current market conditions in our hometown of Huaihuang County, if it were to be resold, it could be sold to an immortal master in the mountains.
, why should we use fairy money, or even the kind of Xiaoshu money to settle the bill? And can she rent it out when she doesn't live here? The annual rent will be regardless of age, right? Year after year, when she gets older,
When I am gone, can I pass it on to my family and children...
Listening to the chatter in front of them, Li Huai and the three of them were all smiling, and they could even make a few jokes at Shi Jiachun's expense. However, upon hearing her last question, they all fell silent in unison.
Shi Jiachun stopped at that time and looked at their expressions. They were classmates in the past, and they were all still very young. Well, not to mention Bookworm Lin, who was handsome when he was a child.
Dong Shuijing, who used to be a boring gourd every day, has become quite masculine. Even Li Huai, who was often made to cry when he was wearing crotchless pants when he was young, has a bookish air about him, like a serious young scholar.
The woman reached out and smoothed her hair on her temples, and said with a soft smile: "Masters, are you kidding me? I'm not sad at all. Why are you feeling sad for me? Are you actually secretly in love with me a long time ago? Lin Shouyi, Dong
Shuijing, you like Li Huai’s sister, is that a cover-up? And Li Huai likes Li Baoping, is that just a facade?”
Lin Shouyi and Dong Shuijing looked at each other and smiled. It was rare that they talked about Li Liu without calling each other wimps or pecking each other's chickens.
Li Huai said helplessly: "Don't talk nonsense. If Li Baoping listens to her, she won't care about you and will make me walk away without food."
When he was a child, Li Huai's underwear would often be hung on a tree, and he would squat on the ground and cry. The little girl in the red cotton jacket would have disappeared long ago. Mr. Qi, who came after hearing the sound, must have done it many times, and later he seemed to be too lazy to ask why.
I had to use a long bamboo pole to help pick it down. Xiaobaoping was not very old and very strong. One time, he threw Li Huai's underwear to the top of the tree. The bamboo pole couldn't even reach it. Outside the school, there were all mongrel people watching the fun.
Tong put his head together and made some calculations, and helped Mr. Qi come up with some bad ideas. Dong Shuijing, who had always been quiet, rarely took the initiative to speak and said that he could climb trees. Mr. Qi shook his head with a smile and said, look at me, and picked up a tree on the ground.
He weighed a few pebbles, turned his arms a few times, and then threw them into the sky.
Unfortunately, it missed the mark. The stone just passed through the treetops, making a rustling sound. The golden light and shadow fell on the ground through the leaves. As the leaves swayed, the sunlight on the ground broke into pieces and swayed.
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The boys in the school who craned their necks to watch sighed, Mr. Qi was just a little short.
Mr. Qi went to pick up another stone, and this time he succeeded in hitting a high branch, and the pants fell down. Li Huai quickly put his pants back on. On the way home, he was very upset.
I'm happy, ha, these pants are so promising today, just like flying a paper kite. On the way, I met the skinny, weak and unattractive sister. She came to pick him up and take him home. Li Huai said to her sister
After realizing today's great achievements, he said that he would wear these pants tomorrow, so there was no need to be afraid of the little treasure bottle. Li Liu held his brother's hand. The girl just squinted her eyes and smiled, patiently listening to her brother's stern talk.
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The child's slightest grievance seems to be as great as the sky, and he will always cry heartbreakingly, even making his throat hoarse.
But often after a moment, the grievances disappear, just like those house keys that children never know where they have dropped.
Tonight, Li Huai put down a sage book, walked out of his study and house, and walked all the way to the cliffside viewing platform, where there was a pavilion.
I have recently collected some questions and would like to ask Chen Pingan for answers.
For example, Li Huai can only understand the literal meaning of the sentence "A man who has attained the Tao externalizes but does not internalize".
Wei Taizhen arrived gracefully.
Li Huai, who was lying lazily on the bench in the pavilion, immediately sat up. Wei Taizhen felt a little guilty because she had disturbed the master's relaxation again.
After Li Huai sat up, he asked with a smile: "Mr. Bai, who is known as the most proud man in the world, is now in Luolu Mountain. Do you want to meet him? If you want to meet him, come and visit with me, but I have met him."
I can't guarantee whether we can talk a few words in person or whether we will be rejected like Mr. Wei Shanjun."
He has a very good relationship with Xiao Mili, and Xiao Mili also thinks that Mr. Li is very powerful. Mr. Goodman Mountain Master is such a tolerant person. It seems that it was because of Mr. Li’s small complaint back then that Mr. Goodman Mountain Master can’t get over that hurdle now.
", I always want everyone to think that my cooking skills are not bad at all.
It's a pity that except for Xiao Mili and the old cook, no one in Luolu Mountain seems willing to give a few compliments against his will.
Wei Taizhen shook his head vigorously, "Sir, I don't dare to see Mr. Bai, and I don't need to. I think that I can live with Mr. Bai in the same mountain, and I am very satisfied."
That was Mr. Bai, the only Mr. Bai in thousands of years!
Take green to compare with white, iron bones and soft sinews. The body of the poem is here, ice soul and snow soul.
Li Huai joked: "Fortunately, I've even drafted the flattery."
In fact, when Li Huai is with Wei Taizhen, he is very sincere in his words and deeds. He is afraid that Miss Wei will misunderstand him as the kind of libertine with evil intentions and a loose mouth. He is especially worried about ruining a woman's most important reputation. He just replied
When he arrived at his hometown and Luopo Mountain, Li Huai was relaxed and he dared to be a little more casual. In Sui Mountain Cliff Academy, Li Huai held the status of a sage after all. Outside of the academy, Li Huai was also a literary saint.
The blood is passed on to the disciples, so they will pay more attention to everything.
Looking at Miss Wei, whose eyes were narrowed into crescent moons, covering her mouth and smiling coquettishly, Li Huai asked curiously: "What are you laughing at?"
Wei Taizhen smiled and said: "I just imagined the scene of the young master flirting with others, and found it very interesting."
Li Huai said, "Tell you about what happened when I was a child and on my way to school."
Wei Taizhen's eyes were bright and she was very excited. She quickly sat up straight and folded her hands gently on her knees, "Okay."
"This is quite a story."
Li Huai thought for a moment, moistened his throat, and said, "Let's start with when I first met Chen Ping'an. It was in an early spring when the grass was growing and the orioles were flying. If I remember correctly, I was seven years old and Chen Ping'an was
Peace is fourteen years old."
It was only later that Li Huai learned from the big white goose that in order to have a good meal on his birthday, Chen Ping'an, who knew about it for the time being, secretly fished all night and complained that Cui Dongshan was not doing it.
I told you earlier.
But the next day, Li Huai, who even forgot that it was his birthday, complained that he always ate fish and drank fish soup, which was tasteless. Chen Pingan, how did you become a cook? Can't we change our taste?
, Braised chicken legs, stir-fried a plate of muntjac meat, stewed a pot of well-cooked hoof...
Wei Taizhen hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Sir, the flowers, trees and grasses mentioned in the book and the orioles flying above, doesn't it refer to the late spring season?"
Li Huai hid the slight sadness in his eyes and said with a smile: "Because that spring was different, it was as long as the story I want to tell you."
Lotus Root Blessed Land, a small courtyard in Peixiang, Huguo.
Xie Gou asked: "Since Mr. Zhu has returned to his hometown with Liu Xianyang and the others, why doesn't he come to us?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "He has no face to come. This time when I go back to my hometown, I have to hide my head and hide my tail. I don't dare to see anyone."
If he owes a lot of love debt, the woman's saliva can drown him.
Peixiang thought so.
The men and women who lived in the same era as Zhu Lianshen were all unfortunate. Men could not defeat that martial arts madman.
It is said that nine out of ten women who have seen Zhu Lian's appearance hate him, and one of them hates him because she has never seen him before.
Peixiang has been in the Blessed Land for a long time, and the rules of the Fox Kingdom's ban do not restrict her as the leader of the Fox Kingdom. Therefore, Peixiang often goes out to relax. Knowing that there are several landscape gods now, she has always "missed" Zhu Zhu.
One of them is the female martial arts master who died at the hands of Zhu Lian in the battle of Nanyuan Kingdom. They were once the true spirits in the world. They inherited the aura and became female ghosts. The heroic spirits of heaven and earth were then soaked in incense and finally
These "empresses" who were transformed into gods and received temple titles and gods, have been hoping for so many years that the noble prince Zhu Lian, who is "very charming and possesses 90% of the power", would come back from the dead just like them.
Of course, they wanted to meet again so that they could avenge that heartless and heartless man. They had already hated Zhu Lian so much that their teeth were itching with hatred. As long as the word Zhu Lian was mentioned, they would almost break their teeth.
On the border between Songlai State and Northern Jin State, there is an Autumn Qi Lake in Caizhou. In the center of the lake is a green hill. There is a Taoist temple on the mountain called Damu Temple.
Not long ago, the entire area within a hundred miles of this huge lake was under martial law, and layers of checkpoints and hidden sentries had been carefully arranged.
There are several painting boats docked on the shore. In fact, those who can enter the territory of Qiu Qi Lake, whether they are Qi practitioners, martial artists, or a group of supernatural beings, do not need to take a boat to land on the island, so they choose to punt across the lake to the center of the lake.
The island is an elegant and leisurely place.
Tonight on the Autumn Lake, more than thirty islands, large and small, are all brightly lit.
Chen Ping'an suddenly stood up, and in an instant, his eyes turned pure gold, staring at "someone" somewhere in the middle of the heaven and earth of this blessed land, but they quickly returned to normal.
Changming sighed quietly, feeling complicated. She didn't know how to persuade the young master for a while.
Xie Gou originally wanted to gloat about his misfortune, but thinking that he was now the second-ranked worshiper of Luolu Mountain, he pretended to defend his mountain master, stamping his feet vigorously and sighing.
The girl in the mink hat turned to look at the palm pattern. She was caught off guard and could only act as a mute. Looking at her own performance, she was very decent. Hehe, it's hard to say who will be the big one in the next few days.
Chen Ping'an sat back down and said with a smile: "Let me tell you, it's hard to find a single foot in life."
Changming smiled bitterly and said from the bottom of his heart: "Young master, although I am making wedding clothes for someone else, it seems that he can accept it reluctantly?"
Chen Ping'an nodded, picked up the tea cup, and said with a smile: "Drink tea, drink tea, relax your mind."
The blessed land of lotus roots of the old temple master, the blessed land of lotus roots in Luolu Mountain. The old and new blessed lands each have a word, which is lotus. Probably this is the so-called "no coincidence" book.
That vision of heaven and earth originated from Xinxiang Temple in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. It was like a sword arc drawing an arc and a rainbow crossing the sky. In an instant, it fell in the center of the heaven and earth in the blessed land. It was like the celestial phenomenon appearing out of thin air when it fell to the ground.
After becoming the first sword cultivator, Chen Pingan noticed this strange phenomenon of heaven and earth for the first time, but the change was so fast that the Talisman clone, which almost stared until his eyes became numb, had no time to "observe the Tao" carefully.
It’s a foregone conclusion.
Guo Zhujiu lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Peixiang had no idea what was happening.
Chen Ping'an realized it later, thought about it for a while, and came up with a guess. He laughed in his heart and said: "The old temple master must have done it deliberately to prevent me from getting such a huge advantage. It's okay, this way I feel more at ease.
So, you can focus on the retreat as soon as possible."
Changming nodded, but his tone was slightly complaining, "Since the Lotus Flower Blessed Land has been divided into four parts, the old Taoist priest must have stretched his hand too far."
Chen Pingan quickly put down the tea cup, coughed, and reminded anxiously: "You can't say that, don't forget the well digger when drinking water."
The bright moon in the blue world is bright and colorful.
The old temple owner laughed and sneered: "It's such a good style. Each elbow turns inward than the other, which makes others feel moved when they hear it."
Xiao Mo originally planned to get up and say goodbye, and go to the Qingshen Dynasty to find the sword cultivator. He asked out of curiosity: "What do you mean? Did someone in Luopo Mountain talk to fellow Taoist?"
Don't make any misunderstandings.
The old temple master smiled and said: "She is the woman who is the incarnation of the gold essence copper coin ancestral money, the long-lived Taoist friend who was taken out of the Sword Qi Great Wall by your mountain master. She disliked the poor Taoist who stretched his hands too far and meddles in things."
Xiao Mo didn't bother to ask the specific reason, but just asked: "My fellow Taoist is over at Lotus Root Blessed Land, but there is still a connection that I haven't mentioned?"
The old temple owner said: "How to lift it? Uproot it? It's like pulling up the carrot and creating a hole. If I really do this, the Lotus Root Blessed Land will not be able to be among the first-class blessed lands. It will just be the landscape that fills up those big holes."
Luck, that magical sum of money that you Luoshan needs to throw in, not to mention the money, just that number can make a money fan's teeth feel sore, and just thinking about it will make his head as big as a dustpan."
Xiao Mo reached for a jar of Long Live Wine, then picked up the white bowl in his hand, and said with a smile: "What do fellow Taoists and our Changshou Zhanglu care about? Each one has his own master. She follows my young master wholeheartedly, so she must always say
A few words that cannot cover everything, just think of me as apologizing to you, sit for a while, and then drink a jar of wine with fellow Taoist."
The old patron smiled and nodded, "It's a rare opportunity to meet again after a long separation. One jar is not enough, so drink two more jars."
Xiao Mo looked at the few drinks left on the table and said with a smile, "You're almost done, keep some left."
The old patron said: "There are many wines in the cellar, as many as these two jars."
Xiao Mo nodded, "I'm not as good as Taoist friend in making wine, but I haven't lost to you in drinking. I originally wanted to save some face for you in front of your two apprentices, but Taoist friend asked for it."
The old spectator laughed endlessly.
If the entrance of Luolu Mountain hadn't treated guests well, otherwise Chen Ping'an would have gotten one of the Lotus Root Blessed Lands. Hey, you want to be among the middle and upper class Blessed Lands? Yes, you can. I won't stop you, the new owner, from spending money. As for
The expense of the fairy money will allow this "money addict" who likes to be a good-luck boy to truly see what it means to throw away not enough money and make no sound, and finally improve the quality of the blessed land.
Zhi, and every time he went to his blessed place, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but feel physical pain.
Otherwise, Chen Ping'an really thinks that it is reduced to a white painting of mountains and rivers. After spending some money, he can truly "paint gold and color"? If you take a brush and apply a layer, the blessed land will soon be like layers of red paint.
Everything will peel off, and the content of the inscription will soon be lost.
For example, in Chen Shanzhu's hometown, people use rice paste to post Spring Festival couplets on the door walls. It is said to be strong and can be replaced for several years. However, this Spring Festival couplet in Blessed Land has been exposed to the wind, rain and bright sun.
After that, just as the book of ghosts and ghosts said, it only takes a year for the mountains to move down a hill, and it only takes "one year" for the lotus root blessed land to pass, and the spring couplets will fall in the wind.
When the Jiazi years passed, the belated Chen Shanzhu would regard the blessed land that dared to change its name as useless and would no longer waste money. However, as long as Chen Ping'an and Luo Luoshan wanted to completely fill this hole, they would not be able to do anything.
Compared with the mud-legged boy, you have gained a few more intimidating identities and titles. You have to obediently come to pay homage to Pindao on the top of a mountain, and then check Pindao's mood at that time, and remember to take the kid in Tsing Yi with you.
Come together, let the little bastard learn how to speak properly, kowtow a few times, and then apologize. In the end, of course, you two will return in vain.
Anyway, you Chen Ping'an likes to protect calves the most, and you definitely don't want a boy in green to kowtow to Pindao to apologize. That's a coincidence. Pindao is quite vindictive and doesn't have the demeanor of an elder.
When something happened, you came to ask for apology. It was you who asked for it. If you couldn't reach an agreement, you went back home disappointed. Wasn't it Chen Ping'an who asked for it yourself?
Talking about money? Didn’t the lord of Baidi City personally visit the Taoist temple back then? The “price” given at that time was high enough. Didn’t he, Zheng Juzhong, come back disappointed?
Therefore, fortunately, a little girl said a few careless words at the mountain gate, which happened to be heart-warming words that made the poor Taoist feel particularly comfortable.
This invisibly helped Chen Ping'an and Luo Luo Shanquan Mansion save... at least several thousand Grain Rain coins. Not only would they not lose money, but what they would earn from the Blessed Land in the future could not be calculated with God's money.
Wang Yuanlu's horizons have been broadened today.
Is there anyone who apologizes like this? If you drink an extra jar of wine from your host, you will treat it as if you have done something for others.
I learned a lot from Mr. Xiaomo today. I need to digest it carefully. I think it will be useful when I go out to travel around the world in the future?
I remember that many years ago, Taoist Sun, who pretended to be his ancestor, cheated him into drinking. When he got drunk, he began to give advice to the world, and he once said that there is a Luobaotan Bixiao in the vast world.
The cave master is highly respected and well-known. He is famous for his big-minded and broad-minded. He has the most demeanor of a senior on the mountain!
Taoist priest Sun is just a bitch, so just listen to these words in reverse.
The old temple master said from his heart: "Bai Ye succeeded in cultivating the sword in the Taoist Paradise by accident."
Xiao Mo thought for a while, "Since it's him, I can accept it."
The old spectator asked: "Earlier you just talked about the candidate in your mind, what does Chen Ping'an think?"
Xiao Mo told the truth, "Me. Then Chief Zhou. Next are the two students and disciples, Cao Qinglang and Guo Zhujiu."
The old temple master twisted his beard and said with a smile: "As expected."
Xiao Mo opened the mud seal, and finally drank two jars of Long Live Wine. His face turned red, he burped from the wine, and he stood up drunkenly. He was really full of wine today. He stretched out his hand to hold the table and said, "Let's go."
The old temple master then stood up, his Taoist robes fluttering, the smell of alcohol dissipated, and he smiled and said: "I have nothing to do, I might as well accompany you to visit the world."
What a waste of natural resources! In ancient times, when Taoist priests made wine and drank wine, they were most taboo about refining wine into spiritual energy. This was because there was no wine at all, and then the smell of alcohol was dispersed after drinking.
Xiao Mo patted the old patron on the shoulder and said, "Fellow Taoist Bixiao, there is something I have wanted to say for a long time. You are really not good at drinking wine."
The old temple leader smiled and said: "Drinking friends and Taoist friends are hard to find. How many people are there outside the table. If you don't want to drink a toast, you will have to drink a fine wine. Xiaomo, don't hold on, spit it out."
Xiaomo's throat moved slightly, and his stomach water surged, but he still forced himself to swallow a large mouthful of wine.
Wang Yuanlu shuddered subconsciously when he saw this scene.
The skinny Taoist priest understood again that this amiable senior Xiaomo was stubborn and good-looking!
The old temple master rarely looked sad and said softly: "Xiao Mo, you should have guessed that the earliest opportunity in Ouhua Blessed Land was a kendo lineage that I tailored for you. In the early years, I thought about whether it could help you with kendo.
, I have made further progress, but I waited too long at the Donghai Taoist Temple and had to change this line."
Xiao Mo smiled and nodded, "I've guessed it a long time ago. Fellow Taoist, it's up to you. As for the outcome of the matter, it doesn't matter to you and me. Otherwise, if you think I'm forcing myself to drink so much today, it's really just
If the wine is good, then you will be greedy?"
The old temple master smiled and said: "If you don't have one or two close friends, the world will be extremely boring."
Xiao Mo smiled and said: "Then next time I come to host, I will invite you and the young master to drink together."
The old patron turned his head again and said "Oh."
Xiaomo felt helpless.
It is a rare regret that my swordsmanship level is not high enough, otherwise I would drink wine on the head of my fellow Taoist.
The old viewer sighed with emotion: "Xiao Mo, the person you see now is not the same person he once was."
Xiao Mo smiled and said: "I know not."
In the courtyard, Guo Zhujiu yawned again and again. After asking her master for instructions, she went to wander around and look at the scenery alone. Xie Gou chatted with Qiu Qing's "sister" who didn't have a name yet, so she got the girl to follow her.
Leader Guo was taking a walk under the moonlight. Luo Fumei wanted to stay a little longer, but Peixiang drove her away with her heart. Luo Fumei had no choice but to get up and follow her junior sister. Together they left the courtyard with the girl named Xie in the mink hat.
Full of regrets, she always felt that she didn't even have a word with Shanzhu Chen. Not only was she a little bit of a loser, she was simply a big loser!
Otherwise, she has even compiled a draft of a certain landscape story. The outline of this story is that Luo Fumei was young and ignorant, and had a discussion with the young Yinguan on a certain night in a certain year. She did not know the heights of the sky and the earth, and they collided rudely.
Chen Shanzhu said a few words, but the other party became furious and spoke harshly. She was reprimanded, but she did not die and survived!
In this way, who in the Fox Kingdom would dare to challenge her in the future? What realm should be compared to courage and courage?
Peixiang smiled and said: "Mountain Master, Gao Jun returned to the Hushan Sect this time and tried an out-of-body journey. Compared with before, it can finally be regarded as a veritable journey. He traveled all the way to the Northern Jin Kingdom.
The boundary of the suburbs of Beijing. I was actually following her Yinshen not far or near at that time."
Those who have cultivated the Golden Alchemy are those of my generation. The first two Earth Immortals in the history of Blessed Land were both from the Hushan Sect of Songlai Kingdom.
Since Gao Jun himself has excellent Taoist qualifications, it is actually a great gift from heaven and earth to Yu Zhenyi.
From becoming a Qi practitioner to forming a golden elixir, every step of the mountain climbing and every step of the realm is a brand new scenery.
Therefore, so far, there is no specific boundary division of the Lotus Root Blessed Land.
Especially the mysterious and mystical Yin Shen leaving the body, even when Yu Zhenyi reached the Nascent Soul realm, he was still cautious.
This enlightened man who had rejuvenated his youth had only received the teachings from Gao Jun before his "ascension". The teachings were passed down orally and secretly, leaving no written records in the Hushan Sect.
"I guess the reason why Mr. Gao didn't dare to try Yin Shen's out-of-body experience was because Yu Zhenyi, who was the master, had not yet created a Yang Shen body at that time, so he felt it was not appropriate to take too many risks. These two masters and disciples
Who knew that the Earth Immortal and the Yin God leaving the body is actually very simple, and it is a very common thing in the vast world. There is no need to look at the almanac to choose an auspicious day, and there is no taboo that it is not suitable for the Yin God to leave the body during the day."
Changshou said indifferently: "We think it's easy, just because we have too many past experiences accumulated by our predecessors on the mountain. Their masters and disciples find it difficult because everything is made from scratch, and they all rely on their own thinking bit by bit.
The sect that came out is true talent and learning, and it is the true family knowledge and teacher's biography that came from the founding of an immortal sect. To put it bluntly, if your fox country does not have Luopo Mountain as a backer, in another three to five hundred years,
For at least a thousand years, there is no way to compete with the Hushan Sect. Maybe there are at least three or five chair owners in the Hushan Sect's Patriarch Hall, except the head Gaojun. If any one of them is picked out alone, the entire Fox Kingdom can be destroyed.
Sweep it away."
Peixiang's face suddenly turned ugly.
Just because the other party was the Patriarch of Luolu Mountain, it was hard for Peixiang to say anything.
Chen Ping'an smiled and smoothed things over: "What Taoist Taoist Changshou said is mostly true, but it's also true that you, the Fox Country, have backers."
Peixiang smiled brightly, changed the subject and said something nice, "Mountain Master, it is said that there are a total of seventy-two blessed places in the world, among which there are only a handful of high-level blessed places, and they may not all be able to form a kind of childlike possessions.
Tong Lingzhi's prototype of the great road, no matter what, we in Lotus Root Blessed Land are still very lucky. Is the woman who was condensed by the cultural fortune of the world a sign? "
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "There are advantages and disadvantages. Either you are tit for tat, each trying to fill the other's shoes, or you are like-minded and work together to increase and stabilize the destiny of the world. But generally speaking, even if you take a step back and say that neighbors are not harmonious, the two sides cannot be harmonious and make money.
But in the end, the advantages definitely far outweigh the disadvantages.”
Changsheng smiled and said: "It must be a good thing."
Any small blessed land is ultimately limited by the territory of mountains and rivers and the number of living beings. In addition, it belongs to several different worlds. Therefore, even if it is lucky enough to manifest the great road and become a spirit, it will not be too big.
In the center of the courtyard, there is a hanging painting, which is an aerial view of the entire Qiushui Lake. The female Lake Lady is exactly the beautiful woman with the long armor on her little finger in "The Beauty of the World".
Regarding this secret meeting that can determine the direction of the world, there is endless debate about the choice of the meeting address. Some hope to hold it on the top of their own mountain so as to create a golden sign and win more Taoist embryos. Others hope it is best.
When choosing a location in another dojo, we are still worried about not being able to reach an agreement and starting a fight if they disagree. This kind of fight between gods will affect the spiritual energy of heaven, earth and landscape of our own dojo. Without hundreds of years of repairs and operations, there is no way to restore it to its original appearance.
Already.
In the end, I chose Qiu Qi Lake. As for the goddess of water in the obscene temple who calls herself the "Lord of Hengqiu Lake", God knows what she thinks.
Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Do you think Wei Liang will come down the mountain to greet him?"
Changsheng also asked, "Will Lord Gao reveal the secret?"
Peixiang shook his head, "It's hard to guess."
Even though she was reluctant in every possible way and became familiar with all kinds of people in Luopo Mountain, Peixiang had to pinch her nose and admit that guessing people's hearts was not her specialty.
Chen Pingan put his fingers together, twisted them slightly, and "placed" the Taoist temple on the island in the center of Hengqiu Lake in front of his eyes, and said with a smile: "It seems to be Zhu Lian's handwriting."
Peixiang covered his mouth and said with a smile: "The temple owner carefully selected and collected the words."
Chen Pingan clicked his tongue and said: "I understand, I understand, no wonder."
Sure enough, it was another love debt owed by your noble son Zhu Lian back then.
Peixiang asked cautiously: "Is the mountain owner worried that Lord Gao will use this meeting to cause the whole world to be alienated from our Luolu Mountain, or will he simply become an open enemy of Luolu Mountain?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.
Changshou, the manager, smiled and said: "When children play house, apart from the sand and mud that can be found everywhere, they can toss around and play around. In addition, there are also feather shuttlecocks, bamboo dragonflies, doves, carts, paper kites, spinning tops, rattles, comic strips, wooden swords and bamboo knives, etc. These toys,
Don’t we all need help from adults to prepare it?”
Peixiang smiled awkwardly and felt horrified. He didn't know how to answer for a while.
Just like the awkward silence before, Peixiang felt an almost suffocating sense of oppression at this moment.
The last time a similar feeling occurred was when Peixiang left the Fox Country and participated in the meeting of the Jise Peak Ancestral Hall for the first time. She crossed the threshold.
Separated by two chairs, the tall woman who was always smiling all year round actually gave Peixiang a sinister feeling, so she had never been close to the headmaster of Jise Peak's Patriarch Hall.
In my heart, every time I met her in the mountains or Zhu Lian's courtyard, Peixiang was like... holding up a cold copper coin with her fingertips in the middle of winter, as if she was holding the copper coin in her hand every time we talked.
The palm of your hand, and this copper coin is destined not to be warm.
Peixiang carefully glanced at the man in green shirt next to him with the corner of his eye. It was true that Taoist Taoist Changshou was the leader, but after all, Chen Ping'an was the master of the sect.
But to Peixiang's expectation, he seemed to neither affirm nor deny the statement that Zhang Lu has a long life.
Peixiang immediately put away her eyes and sighed quietly in her heart. It was not until this moment that she really understood the truth Zhu Lian said and the "annotations" explaining the truth.
The scenery is not spectacular up close, and the people and things are just average.
It was okay when the mountain master was on Mount Luopo, but when one day the mountain master went out for a long trip again, all of us, inside and outside the mountain, would not regard the longevity of the master as the master of the mountain.
Therefore, in a sense, longevity does not exist, it only depends on whether the mountain owner is in the mountain.
But a woman is a woman. While Peixiang was palpitating, he began to ponder a question. Could it be that Changsheng likes Chen Ping'an?
I never wanted to live a long life, squinting my eyes and smiling, with my voice as gentle and soft as ever, and said to Peixiang alone from the bottom of my heart: "Does it have something to do with Taoist friend Peixiang whether I like Chen Ping'an or not?"
Peixiang was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground. Will he be resented by the other party and keep accounts? It seems that many people in Luoluoshan have this tradition?
Chen Pingan came back to his senses, collected his thoughts, and asked: "Did you just talk about me with your heart?"
It turns out that just now Chen Ping'an's heart was filled with ripples and tinkling sounds, but they were not specific words, just like a fish walking after a fish bites the hook.
The fishhook is the name, and the one who bites the bait is the monk's words related to it. So as long as Chen Pingan lifts the fishing rod, he can see the true form of the fish, or a string of words.
He didn't want to ask at first, but the two people around him, Zhang Lv Changming and Hu Guo Peixiang, were extremely rare to call him by his first name, so Chen Ping'an couldn't help but curiously asked.
Changsheng leaned forward, then turned to look at the Lord of the Fox Kingdom, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Peixiang thinks that the Gaojun of the Hushan Sect may like the young master. I think it is unlikely, right?"
Peixiang nodded in agreement.
Chen Ping'an laughed angrily and said, "What the hell."
Changsheng smiled and said, "Who says it's not the case?"
Peixiang was filled with bitterness, and how could he explain it himself.
After all, according to what Zhu Lian said, and by following that line of reasoning a little bit, Peixiang can easily draw a more intuitive and surprising conclusion.
Chen Ping'an was at home, and Changshou, the director, retreated behind the scenes and became invisible. The post of director was in name only.
But when Chen Ping'an traveled far away, she was the only one who could represent the entire Luopo Mountain.
Our Chen Shanzhu is so old-fashioned that he felt that the atmosphere between Zhang Lv Chang Ming and Pei Xiang was not right, and there was a bit of tension. Because the realm was not enough for the time being, outsiders' words manifested into their own words and could not sustain it for long, so the previous two
The fish seemed to have escaped from the hook. When he picked up the pole and walked the fish again at this moment, Chen Pingan suddenly realized that this was what they were talking about and there was nothing to hide.
In Luopo Mountain, other than himself as the master, who else can make Pei Qian feel in awe? Indeed, only Zhang Lu has a long life.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Peixiang, your view is correct."
Peixiang felt as if she had been struck by lightning at first, but soon she realized that she had a complicated look on her face, "Lord Mountain Master, what are you doing?"
Changshou's face flushed all of a sudden. He just drank tea tonight, but it was like drinking fine wine. Just like the scenery on the way here, a peach tree leaned against the east wind, and his cheeks turned from light red to deep red.
Fortunately, Shanzhu Chen suddenly had an idea and thought of something. It was indeed not a trivial matter. He turned to talk to Peixiang about a secret matter in the Fox Kingdom. However, Chen Ping'an did not directly explain the reason. Instead, he made insinuations and asked about Qiu Qing and Luo Qing.
The horoscopes of the birth dates of Fu Mei and some girls and fox charms are all based on the premise that they have good spiritual aptitude, or there are some auspicious signs when they are born, and they have deep blessings on the road to spiritual practice. Although Peixiang does not know the truth, he still knows it one by one.
Answering truthfully, Peixiang was a little surprised when he looked at Shanzhu Chen who stretched out his sleeves and pinched his fingers in a fortune-telling gesture. When did Shanzhu read people's faces and tell fortunes?
Changming, the director, explained in his heart: "Peixiang, some things are actually different from what you think."
Peixiang immediately replied with his heart: "From this moment on, I hear nothing and know nothing!"
Zhang Lv Changming smiled and said: "That's good, I won't need to swear, I can trust you."
Peixiang felt a chill running down his spine. He might as well have sworn a poisonous oath himself, it would really cost him his life!
She made up her mind to stay away from this manager in the future, as if she was asking for a clean conscience and not to be afraid of knocking on the door at night.
As long as she kept a respectful distance from the Patriarch of Laws, she would be easy to get along with. Besides, as long as the Mountain Master was not in Luopo Mountain, she would try her best to stay in the Fox Country.
Besides, since I am the leader of the Fox Kingdom, don’t I also have a seat in the Jise Peak Ancestral Hall? As a leader, you can’t think of avenging private revenge, right?
Chen Pingan stood up and said, "I'm going to find Liu Xianyang and Gu Can. You don't need to follow me, and Xie Gou doesn't need to follow me. I will return to the Fox Country in an hour at most."
In an instant, the cyan figure turned into dozens of concise sword lights that looked like silk threads, rising from the ground and cutting through the night sky, disappearing in an instant.
Finally, at the canopy, he overlapped with the avatar of the talisman who no longer needed to watch the Tao. He lowered his head and looked intently at the human world. His body tilted and fell towards the mountains and rivers of the earth. During this period, the green shadows and sword lights gathered and dispersed uncertainly.
When Chen Ping'an calmed down, another man in a green shirt appeared in the bustling streets of Beijing. As if he was in a deserted place, an extra person appeared on the road out of thin air, but the pedestrians on the road were completely unaware of it.
Coming behind the two people who were wearing red sleeves and smocked in high-rise buildings all over the street, and whose smell of makeup was stronger than that of wine, Chen Ping'an clicked his tongue and said: "You are so timid, just drink some flower wine."
Gu Can turned to look at Chen Ping'an, twitched the corner of his mouth, and raised his chin towards Liu Xianyang beside him, "I don't care, someone is weak on all three legs."
Seeing Chen Pingan, Liu Xianyang's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became arrogant. After being held accountable, Gu Can was probably not responsible for showing off, but Chen Pingan was well-known for such things. Liu Xianyang reached out first.
He strangled Gu Can's neck, then pulled Chen Pingan, put his arm around one of these self-proclaimed bold people, strode forward, laughed and said: "Let's have a drink, Gu Can spends money to entertain, Chen Pingan will accompany me, pity me
Mr. Liu is a very upright person, but he is in trouble today. He was dragged away by two harmful friends, who threatened me that if I don't drink, I won't be our friend. I really can't do it..."
Gu Can, who had no choice but to lower his head, glanced at Chen Ping'an, who was in a mediocre state. Chen Ping'an winked, "What's the hurry? We'll see what happens. Is it just him? The three of them didn't dare to go in and drink because of their courage."
As expected, they were "dragged" by the two friends to the door of the "restaurant", but Liu Xianyang walked slower and slower, stopped, stamped his feet, let go of his hands, turned around and left, looking at his lonely back, which was very pitiful.
Chen Ping'an followed up with a smile. Gu Can walked as fast as flying. He jumped up and kicked Liu Xianyang on the butt. He laughed and cursed: "You are such a coward, why don't you pretend to be an uncle with me?"
Liu Xianyang staggered, patted his butt, turned his head, and raised his chin towards someone with a smile on his sleeves. But before he could say anything in defense, Chen Pingan nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, yes, yes."
, if you hadn’t thought about it for me, you would have gone in earlier. It seemed like you were leaning against the red trees and enjoying the greenery without getting drunk, and you were sitting upright among the flowers, but in fact you felt like you were sitting on pins and needles. You finally waited until the banquet was over, walked out, stood on the street, and looked back.
Take a look and tell yourself again, after all, I have been here."
Gu Can pretended to be surprised and said: "Isn't it possible? Uncle Liu is not allowed to spend the night?"
Liu Xianyang had already turned around and strode forward, raised his hands and raised two middle fingers.
Chen Pingan held back his laughter and said almost simultaneously to Gu Can beside him, "I'll find a place." "I'll pay for it."
Liu Xianyang turned his head and cursed, "Why are you walking so slowly, Chen Menghulu, little slug, why don't you walk on three legs?"
The three people who were from the same hometown but different ages, no matter what kind of people they have become now, whether they are what they once thought in their hearts, after all, they are still the good and sincere friends they were back then.