Zhou Ju, the sage from the academy, walked out of the lobby of the villa, and the Sword Master of Shushui Kingdom walked into the lobby. This move slightly made up for the momentum of the villa falling to the bottom. After all, Guanhu Academy is far away in the horizon, and a sage left just as soon as he left.
What's more, there is no prosecution of Jianshui Villa for raising troops, which means that Zhuangzi's century-old operation will not hurt his muscles and bones, and Song Yuhuo is still in the rivers and lakes of Shushui Kingdom, even if he does not draw a sword or is not in the Villa, as long as he is still there
Traveling to some corner of the world of more than ten countries, the leader of the martial arts alliance in Song Fengshan can sit peacefully.
But in an instant, Song Yushao suddenly turned his head and looked around. He took a few steps and blocked Chen Pingan behind him intentionally or unintentionally. Then he strode straight out of the threshold, straightened his clothes, and the old man bent down and faced Zhou Ju.
He raised his hands and fists in the air.
It was only then that everyone in the lobby was shocked to discover that in the sky outside the gate, ripples appeared, and an old man in Confucian robes who was three feet tall appeared, with an ethereal figure and an air of immortality.
The saint arrived and visited the villa in person.
Brilliant, majestic, and far-reaching.
Before Song Yushao noticed the mystery, Zhou Ju quickly looked away from the young man carrying the sword, shook his sleeves, removed the spell restrictions on the Academy Peace Jade Tablet, peeled off the cocoon, and revealed his true appearance, with the seal engraved with "Control Wrath"
The jade pendant with the word "" was quietly pinned to the waist again. When Song Yushao was making a grand ceremony, almost at the same time, he bowed his head and said, "Student pays homage to Mr."
The old man was like a tall statue enshrined in the Chaoye temple. He looked down at his disciple Zhou Ju, without showing any emotion or anger, and said slowly: "I will leave the matter of Han Yuanshan, a Confucian scholar from Shushui State, to practice demonic skills. I will leave it to others to handle."
, you return to the academy immediately."
Zhou Ju sighed, straightened up and said helplessly: "Sir, can't we discuss it?"
The sage from the academy said straightforwardly: "No."
Zhou Ju said with a sad face: "It's bitter."
The saint looked at the old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom on the other side of the threshold. After returning the salute with his fists clasped, he put his hands behind his back and smiled and said: "Zhuang Master Song is about to break through. I am very happy to congratulate you. I heard that every time Zhuang Zhuang traveled around the world, he would visit various Confucian temples to offer incense.
, this can be used as a lesson. If you have free time, Master Song Zhuang can come to our academy to practice for a period of time after breaking through the realm to stabilize the golden body realm."
Song Yushao became more and more convinced, and never removed the gesture of cupping his hands and fists, "Thank you in advance for the saint's grace."
Although I don’t know what kind of Confucian magical power the mountain chief of Guanhu Academy used, he was able to travel from the academy to Shushui Kingdom so quickly. The thousands of miles of mountains and rivers seemed to be just a few steps away from the feet of the sage from the academy.
The Confucian saint who was in charge of Guanhu Academy smiled, because he was currently tall and hovering in the air. The Jianghu people of Shushui Kingdom within the threshold could almost be seen at a glance. The elegant old man took a deep look at Song Yu.
After the burning, the young man with the sword on his back flashed a complex and profound look in his eyes, which seemed to contain both appreciation and recognition, regret, and a bit of nostalgia. In the end, the old man did not say anything, looked away, and reminded Zhou Ju again: "No.
I deliberately delayed my trip and returned to the academy as soon as possible. I have another important task entrusted to you."
Zhou Ju's eyes lit up, "Is it something happening in the north?"
The Confucian sage turned a deaf ear to the unintentional revelation of secrets by this closed disciple, and did not want to say anything to outsiders in the academy. He just smiled at the wealthy people in the hall and said: "The road leads to the same goal through different paths, and martial arts is equally valuable in cultivating the heart.
You can gain a thorough understanding of the wonders of heaven and nourish the foundation of martial arts. I hope that all of you here will not forget your chivalrous heart. I, Guanhu Academy, am also willing to open the door to you, so that you can self-examine and understand the Tao, and devote your mind to knowledge."
The sage's words of advice are like spring breeze turning into rain, but they stop at the same time, making people feel an indescribable feeling.
Everyone in the lobby was immediately impressed by him. This is the true demeanor of a saint and the high demeanor of the academy. So the two heroes of Shushui Kingdom, black and white, who had already stood up, bowed in unison. Compared with Zhou Ju's previous status in the academy, they were shocked.
This time when I bow, I should be more sincere and sincere, admiring the extraordinary.
The figure of the headmaster of Guanhu Academy disappeared in the air, followed by waves of golden light ripples.
Before leaving, the saint took another look at the young man carrying the sword with his heart and soul, and was filled with emotion. Qi Jingchun on the cliff really chose this young man from Da Li, who was currently on the threshold of the fourth realm of martial arts, to be the protector of those direct disciples.
Except for a few people in Guanhu Academy, no one knew about this matter. The saint also saw it with his own eyes at this moment, and then followed the clues to deduce some scenery far away on the road.
At the same time, the sage warned Zhou Ju in his heart: "Juran, no matter what you see in the young man, don't speak rashly or act rashly. Remember to be careful with your words and actions!"
Zhou Ju replied with a smile from his heart: "Sir, when you see a wise man, you always think of him. How can I, my disciple, not know this?"
After the saint had gone, Zhou Ju found that the jade pendant around his waist had disappeared. It turned out that it had been taken away by his husband.
Zhou Ju no longer looked back at the lobby, he just sighed.
It wasn't until he walked out of the gate of Jianshui Villa that he looked back and said with a smile: "It's an eye-opener."
Although he, Zhou Ju, or Zhou Juran, is only a sage from Guanhu Academy now, even a great gentleman from Aquarius Continent like Cui Minghuang does not dare to underestimate Zhou Ju at all. It is not just Zhou Ju’s Confucian cultivation.
, should not be underestimated, and it is not just the experience of a sage becoming a gentleman and then being beaten back to a sage, but Zhou Ju can see certain scenes that even his sage gentleman cannot see. Regarding this extraordinary talent,
The sages of the Academy have personally told the mountain chief of Guanhu Academy to carefully protect Zhou Ju and never let him go astray.
In Zhou Ju's eyes, the world's people are truly "all living beings with various forms". All practitioners, especially Confucian disciples, will materialize some spiritual energy with special meanings into some strange scenes, most of which are a person.
A little person the size of a grain of rice, the size of a fingernail, stays on the body of the person in front of Zhou Ju, or in the Qi Mansion.
For example, a seemingly energetic sage from the academy, but his little man is staggering, as if he is climbing a mountain with a heavy load and is sweating profusely.
A master who was known for his old-fashioned and rigorous academics, but there was a flying woman wearing heavy makeup near his head, and he couldn't leave.
There is a lifeless and sullen academy student, but in his heart there is a little man with a big beard and a swordsman, traveling boldly among the qi palaces.
The sage who Zhou Ju once beat up was full of benevolence, righteousness and morality. He was always famous in the academy for his rigorous style and brilliant writing. However, Zhou Ju could see that the pages of that sage's book were full of colorful butterflies and bees.
Lingering, full of powdery air, and a sharp flying sword covered in honey, flying around randomly.
Zhou Ju couldn't stand this kind of person, but he just abided by his teacher's instructions and endured it again and again, until one day, after this person was stripped of his title as one of the seventy-two academies in Shanya Academy, there were rumors that Qi Jingchun had died, and Shanya
The academy even moved from Da Li to Sui Dynasty, and its doors were desolate, and the incense of that cultural context was almost withered. The sage openly added insult to injury and criticized Qi Jingchun's knowledge of the world, using this as a means to gain fame and reputation, hoping that
Taking this opportunity to win the favor of some old masters, Zhou Ju succeeded in becoming a gentleman. Zhou Ju's opinion of that hostile cultural background cannot be said to be like or dislike, but for this wise man who talks sweetly and has a sword, the key is that this person also used the purpose of his husband's article as a pretense.
It was really annoying to criticize Shanya Academy. In the end, Zhou Ju took action and beat the person. The beating made the guy unable to go out for half a year.
Cui Minghuang is a picture of mountains, rivers, and the country. It is vast, but it is full of smoke and fragments. There is absolutely no small person in this human mind.
And the chief gentleman of Aquarius Continent, who was elegant and well-known throughout the continent, turned out to be a simple old farmer who guarded the crops and worked diligently.
Zhou Ju has possessed this strange and unknown magical power since he was a child. He has a photographic memory and a spring of literary thoughts. At the age of nine, he secretly entered the academy and studied the teachings of saints with his husband. He became a sage at the age of fourteen. After that, he still stayed in a building built by his husband.
He lives in seclusion in the school house and only interacts with his senior brothers and sisters all year round. After becoming a gentleman at the age of twenty, after appraising a ritual vessel in the Confucian Temple, Zhou Ju soon discovered signs of being a "gentleman" and is expected to catch up with the two Aquarius Islands.
The great gentleman.
Zhou Ju walked on the road from Jianshui Villa to the town and sighed, "I feel a little ashamed of myself."
Walking on the empty and wide road, a figure appeared out of thin air beside the sage Zhou Ju and asked softly: "Ju Ran, what strange sight did you see?"
Zhou Ju said with a smile: "My good sir, can you stop scaring your disciples like this? If you frighten such a good seedling, please just cry."
The ethereal figure of the Academy Chief walked side by side with Zhou Ju.
Zhou Ju smiled and said: "Sir, I don't want to talk to you this time. I'm so jealous of you."
The old man in a scholar's shirt laughed loudly, "That's fine, just wait until you go back to the academy to eat."
Only then did the saint really leave.
Zhou Ju was walking alone on the road in a foreign land, wondering and shaking his head.
There is a golden gallbladder that is clearly a gift from others, but it is compatible with the spirit and soul without any rejection. Therefore, the young boy has a Confucian air and a hint of a gentleman.
As the young man walked, there was a breeze on his sleeves, and his shoulders seemed to be carrying sunny flowers and trees. The grass grew and warblers flew, making it even more beautiful.
There is a little man sitting, burping wine, swinging a vermilion wine gourd, there is a little man in straw sandals setting up stakes by the water, walking across the mountain...
There is a little book-turner with a hairpin in his bun. He lowers his head to read a book and browses an article. It seems that there are obstacles everywhere, so he frowns and scratches his head, feeling worried.
There is also a little man counting money, sitting cross-legged, smiling happily, picking up a coin from time to time, putting it in his mouth to bite, or wiping his meal with his sleeve.
A little man, full of jewels and jewels, running around, handing out one thing here, offering another thing there with both hands, as if he is constantly giving away his beloved things to others...
Although he has so many fantastic thoughts and deep-rooted obsessions, he still has a clear mind. How could there be such a strange young man in the world?
Zhou Ju suppressed his smile and sighed. He said that he admires all the virtuous people, but he didn't want to be that kind of young man at all, because being such a person should be quite tiring.
But if you can become close friends with this kind of person, it should be pretty good.
Zhou Ju was thinking about one thing, and suddenly he rose up from the ground, high into the sky, and traveled far away in the wind. At his feet were the mountains and rivers of Shushui Kingdom. Between the clouds and the sea, the undulating mountains could be faintly seen. Zhou Ju said to himself:
"I have met the Taoist Heavenly Lord of Ju Luzhou this time. How about I follow that person's suggestion, choose a larger blessed place, and go down there to experience the scenery of other places as a banished immortal? Otherwise, it would be better for me to be in such a state that I can't move.
It’s been years since I squatted in a latrine and couldn’t poop, and there was no movement at all.”
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Of course, Chen Ping'an didn't know that the sage Zhou Ju had magical powers and had already seen so many of his secrets.
The visit of the saint from Guanhu Academy may be a once-in-a-century spectacle for people in the Shushui Kingdom, but for Chen Pingan, it is actually not that shocking, whether it is in his hometown of Lizhu Cave, or later.
When he went to the Sui Dynasty, Chen Pingan had seen too many incredible things. Even in the painting of mountains and rivers by the literary sage and old scholar, Chen Pingan had seen the great god Suishan from the Middle Earth Divine Continent. He even
He handed over the mountain-breaking sword with his own hand.
In the lobby of the villa, Chen Ping'an did not stay too long because Song Yushao left quickly after saying a word.
The old man's words stirred up waves in everyone's hearts.
"The more than 10,000 troops from the imperial court who came to encircle the villa have retreated on their own."
The young lady, one of the four evil spirits of Shushui Kingdom, actually returned to the villa with the two of them, but she did not dare to face a sage from the academy and hid in the dark at that time. Fortunately, neither the sage nor the sage cared about it.
She was so excited that she had survived the disaster. After confirming that both people from the academy had left the villa, she entered the lobby. After sitting down, she talked to Song Fengshan from the bottom of her heart. However, the girl was a Qi practitioner, and her inner lake was involved, while Song Fengshan was a martial artist.
One of the exercises, Condensing Sound and Thread Gathering, requires the fifth level of Qi Practitioner, and the other requires the fourth level of Martial Arts.
Song Fengshan's wife began to make arrangements to appease the heroes.
Song Fengshan, who said nothing, looked calm.
After feeling relieved, Song Fengshan felt a little complicated.
Grandpa Song Yushao really stood in front of the army with one man and one sword, and he also built a formation to capture the general Chu Hao, saving him Song Fengshan a lot of planning. Not only that, grandpa and the hidden young swordsman were there.
Deep in the mountains, they teamed up with the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal Su Lang, who was persuaded by his secret letter, and in turn intercepted and killed Lin Gushan, the sword master of the ancient Yu State who had set up an ambush.
On the head, the green bead became Su Lang's best evidence of "Sword Immortal Killing Sword Master". Unfortunately, it may be a variable that the assassin of Mei Ting Lou escaped with injuries due to secret techniques.
Song Fengshan secretly smiled at the girl and said: "According to the agreement, after the event is completed, I will help you become a mountain god enshrined by the imperial court of Shushui Kingdom. You will be able to have a golden body and enjoy incense. But there are ugly words ahead. After you become a golden god, you
If you want your realm to skyrocket and enjoy happiness, you still need to act according to my plan. In the next few decades, go against your character and do good deeds while holding your nose in order to win the hearts and minds of the people. If you break the contract, it will be difficult to change your tyranny, just for a little bit of petty hair.
Small profits will ruin my big things, and then you and I will have to fight each other."
The girl said with a charming smile from her heart: "The master of the young village has no plans left, and the servants don't dare to ask for trouble."
Song Fengshan said solemnly: "I have to trouble you to go to the state city and inform Han Yuanshan that the situation has changed. After Zhou Ju comes to Guanhu Academy, there will be people who will cause trouble for him. As for whether he wants to join the ranks as Chu Hao
It's up to him to decide whether to be the center of the Shushui Kingdom Temple."
The girl lamented, stood up, and was about to go to the city to remind her lover Han Yuanshan, "Both the servants are working hard under the bed and under the bed. Oh, by the way, remember to ask for a piece of gold from Chu Hao from the young man named Chen Ping'an."
Regardless of whether the young village owner bought the armor pill with money or in exchange for favors, he must keep it. If my family Yuan Shan insists on getting rich and honorable at risk and pretends to be Chu Hao, this nectar armor will be the key item.
.”
Song Fengshan replied: "I have my own concerns."
The girl knew the cold-blooded nature of this hero, so she left the lobby without adding any more fuss.
An old man and a young man walked towards the courtyard arranged for Chen Pingan in the villa.
On the way back in the mountains, the owner of the Maichu Building had been lurking for a long time and attacked Chen Ping'an. Then the sword master Lin Gushan arrived and entangled Song Yushao.
If Chen Pingan and Song Yushao were at their peak, there would be no suspense about victory or defeat, and they would definitely crush the two assassins who were ordered to act by the Ancient Yu Kingdom. However, Chen Pingan's spiritual energy was severely depleted, and his ability to control the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month was far inferior.
The army was so skillful in building formations that they were evenly matched with the owner of Maitonglou, who was fighting for the second time. Song Yushao had a slight upper hand, but Lin Gushan was so powerful that he couldn't get away for a while, so he helped Chen Ping'an kill him together.
The elusive top assassin.
After that, Qingzhu Sword Fairy and the young girl appeared one after another. Both sides seemed to have an ally to reinforce them. Logically speaking, Lin Gushan's side had a better chance of winning.
Su Lang and Lin Gushan teamed up to use swords to deal with Song Yushao. The girl and Chen Ping'an faced off against the owner of the coffin building.
After that, the situation changed drastically. Su Lang chopped off Lin Gushan's head with a sword. The owner of the building saw a bad opportunity and escaped again. Chen Pingan tried his best to control the flying sword fifteen and pierced the abdomen, but he was still
The assassin successfully escaped from the battlefield. It seemed that the young lady had done everything she could to defeat her. She was possessed of demonic cultivation, and was beaten to a great victory. However, the truth may not be the case. After all, the life and death of a foreign boy had nothing to do with the overall situation of Shushui Country, and he accidentally died in
In the deep mountains and old forests, without an insider who is difficult to control, the situation may be better for her.
When they arrived at the courtyard, the bearded man and the young Taoist priest were not in the villa today. They had been persuaded by Chen Pingan to go to the small town early, saying that they would leave today and go to the Xianjia Ferry on the border. Chen Pingan did not hide and tuck them in.
I told my two friends the reason why Zhang Shanfeng must accompany him, but he was stopped by Xu Yuanxia and dragged to the small town.
After sitting down at the stone table, Song Yushao said softly: "General Chu Hao is probably dead."
Chen Pingan was noncommittal about this.
Just like at the waterside pavilion earlier, the woman carrying a sword tilted the top of the scabbard towards herself, which was like a Jianghu person walking in the rivers and lakes.
So when Chu Hao led his army to conquer Jianshui Villa this time, the military commander was on the battlefield.
Chen Pingan took out the Shenren Chenglu Armor Pill from his sleeve and handed it to the old man. The young lady asked for it before, but Chen Pingan was unwilling to take it out.
Song Yushao waved his hand and said: "You captured Chu Hao, so of course this armor pill is yours."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Old senior, let's take it. Since the female devil asked for it, this armor pill must not be about money. I just don't like her behavior, so I don't want to give it to her."
Song Yushao smiled and said: "Otherwise, all Xiaoxue's money and savings from the villa will be given to you? Otherwise, it will be against the rules. I will feel uncomfortable because I owe money and favors. As for whether Fengshan has expenses on the mountain, it is up to me.
He can do it on his own, since this guy is very capable, I don't believe he can't get a few thousand pieces of snow money."
Chen Ping'an grinned and said: "We are really friends. In fact, it doesn't matter if we owe you a favor. Next time I come to the villa, the old man can just treat me to more drinks."
Song Yushao clicked his tongue and said, "It's more uncomfortable to owe favors than to owe money. It's your kid who said it. It's okay for friends to owe favors now, but it's you who said it. Why, all the principles in the world belong to you, Chen Ping'an?"
Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd and took a sip of wine easily and comfortably. He had no worries or burdens. After walking in the rivers and lakes, he took a sip of wine, not to cover up others' eyes and ears, but to take a breath on the battlefield. It was really a pleasure. "Senior Song, don't you?"
Treat me as a friend, just pay back the money and the favor, and pay it off in one go. It will be refreshing. At worst, when I pass by Shushui Country in the future, I will not come to the villa to drink Huadiao wine and eat hot pot."
Song Yushao hesitated for a moment, but had no choice but to accept the military armor pill and jokingly said: "What on earth is going on with you kid? I'm a little confused."
Chen Ping'an blinked, "When I was an apprentice in the dragon kiln in my hometown, the master who taught me how to make porcelain said a truth: a favor is given to an ox, but a business does not spare a needle."
Song Yushao was stunned for a moment, "What the hell?"
Chen Pingan said with a shy face: "It means that if the relationship is good, it's okay to give a cow to a friend, but when doing business, every transaction of a needle has to be recorded in the account."
Old Man Yao's earthy truth is still not mentioned in the book. However, in Rouge County, Caiyi Country, Taoist Chongmiao said similar words before his death.
Therefore, Chen Pingan feels that this relatively crude truth is probably correct.
Song Yushao laughed heartily, pointed at the boy and said, "Gua Wa'er, you will definitely be very rich in the future!"
Chen Pingan clasped his hands and smiled brightly, "Hopefully."
Song Yushao stood up with a smile, "I won't keep you at the villa. I'll explain things, and then we'll go to the town together. I'll treat you to a hot pot meal, and then you and your friends will go to the ferry."
Chen Pingan nodded. After the old man went to see Manager Chu, he returned to his room in the courtyard, changed into clean clothes, and left a golden talisman paper on the table. The talisman had been drawn, and it was a pagoda town.
The boy held down the demon talisman with a wine glass.
When the two of them left the battlefield and accepted three hundred pieces of snow money from the old man, Chen Ping'an just wanted to make the old man feel at ease.
No matter how much the boy's temperament has changed now, for example, from a drunkard who has never touched alcohol to a little drunkard who knows the quality of drinks, there are still some things that cannot be changed.
It's still the same for hundreds of years.
Suffering a loss is a blessing, being greedy for gains is a loss of gains. These principles have been taught in books, and more than one book has taught them.
Finally, the old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom brought a small package and two jars of fine wine. The two met in the courtyard. Chen Ping'an's wine gourd was filled with fine wine again, and there was just one jar left. When he went to the town to eat hot pot
It's useful, the old man said, first help him carry the package containing the small snow money and some small items.
After leaving the small courtyard, the white-haired old manager of the Villa stood at the door, clasped his fists at Chen Pingan and said with a smile: "Chen Shaoxia will often come to the Villa as a guest from now on. From this year onwards, Jianshui Villa will prepare a lot of Huadiao wine, specially brewed and stored for Chen Shaoxia."
, ensuring that you can drink the most authentic aged wine every time.”
Chen Pingan cupped his fists and said, "You're welcome!"
Song Yushao and Chen Pingan flew away from the villa again.
The old steward stood there, unwilling to leave for a long time, smiling happily. Looking at the old manor owner today, it was really different from the sluggish life of the previous decades. Now the old manor owner was walking around the world just like he did back then.
High-spirited and high-spirited.
Therefore, our rivers and lakes in Shushui Kingdom will definitely remain popular for decades more.
The old man took a walk back and met the two maids in charge of the courtyard. The originally stern old steward smiled a lot more, which flattered the pair of young swordsmen. They felt that the sun was coming out of the west.
When the two of them arrived in the small town, the spies planted by the imperial court had already withdrawn themselves after getting wind of the situation.
I met Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng in that restaurant. The four of them were still on the second floor, eating hot pot. Because Song Yushao signed up for his own number last time, the restaurant owner was a little cautious. After being laughed at and scolded by the old man's catchphrase,
, just regained a bit of comfort. Zhang Shanfeng couldn't eat spicy food very well, and he didn't want to suffer from stage fright, so he had to cry while eating. Chen Pingan said seriously that drinking wine could relieve the spicy food, but the young Taoist sprayed Chen Pingan with a sip of wine.
At the wine table, the old man was also a little drunk. He did not use his martial arts skills to dispel the alcohol and kept raising glasses to Chen Pingan and the two of them.
I also chatted a lot with Chen Ping'an about what was on my mind, some and all, and I just chatted casually about whatever came to mind.
"Chen Ping'an, being reasonable is not a pleasant thing. Girls don't like to hear it, and men are not much better. The world is difficult to get along, and you will feel aggrieved and angry, and you still have to listen to others nagging you.
, do you think it’s annoying or not? It’s fine if the truth is wrong. If you know it’s right but you can’t do it, wouldn’t it hurt your heart even more?”
The young man was already tongue-tied after drinking and eating spicy food. He retorted: "I occasionally speak my mind, but I really never quarrel with others. I fight most often!"
The old man also said: "If a girl tells you in the future, Chen Pingan, you are a good person..."
The young man looked forward to it, "Is that going to happen?"
The old man slapped the table and gloated: "You are such a jerk! Your relationship is definitely ruined!"
The young man was stunned, and then he quickly took a sip of wine to calm down his shock.
After drinking and eating, the three of them said goodbye to Song Yushao at the end of the street.
After the three figures walked further and further away, Song Fengshan hung an iron sword on his waist and silently appeared beside the old man.
The old man looked into the distance and sighed.
Song Fengshan snorted coldly: "Am I your grandson, or is he?"
The old man laughed haha.
Although Song Fengshan spoke angrily, there was a smile on his lips.
It turned out that the old man had packed nearly two thousand small snow coins from Jianshui Villa in that package, but none was left for the Villa.
Chen Ping'an was at the wine table, being persuaded by the old man to drink. He was drunk. His steps were swaying when he walked, and he smelled of alcohol. For the time being, he could not care about the small parcel slung on his back.
After all, Lao Jianghu is Lao Jianghu, and young people are still too young.