Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Three Lights in the World
Chen Pingan pushed open the door and entered.
There is no one in the house.
Without the nagging and complaining old woman, naturally there would be no more scolding, sharp-tongued, and stinky heart. Without the seemingly simple and honest woman who could steal books, the look in her eyes when she looked at her son would always be full of pride.
.There is no longer an old man with a stinky chess basket, and there is no longer a man carrying a bag to try his luck. Every time before he goes out early in the morning, he will be on tiptoe, probably because he is afraid of disturbing his son who is going to school.
Chen Pingan stood in the yard for a while, then returned to his room and put the Changqi Sword back into the scabbard on the table. The books on the table were gone. Chen Pingan squatted on the ground, stretched out his palms and placed them on the ground, closing his eyes.
, trying to find some clues, Feijian Fifteen flew out of the sword gourd in a whoosh, flying close to the ground, spinning rapidly, and finally the tip of the sword faced the ground, pointing to one place.
Chen Ping'an immediately began to dig up the ground with his hands. With his current martial arts state, his five fingers could be said to be as good as cutting through iron.
The battle with Zhong Qiu on the street made him reach the fifth realm, and then the battle with Ding Ying. These two whetstones were used to sharpen martial arts. Compared with the battle with the old Jindan sword cultivator on Osmanthus Island, both physical and mental
, are too much stronger, especially when he and Ding Ying move from the city to Guniu Mountain, this kind of life and death battle involving the foundation of martial arts and the martial destiny of "the world", even from the perspective of the old man surnamed Cui of Shanzhu Tower,
I will also praise him very much. I have to say that even a pure martial artist in the eighth or ninth realm may not be able to achieve that kind of momentum.
After a while, a large pit was dug that was almost as tall as a person. Chen Pingan held the dying lotus figure in his hands, jumped out of the pit, carefully placed it on the table, and first took off the golden robe on his body.
Wrap it up into a ball, like a small straw nest, and put the small things in the robe.
After that, he quickly took out a Grain Rain Qian from the square cunwu. Compared with the Xiaoxue Qian, which has a weak aura, if you touch it with your hands, you can vaguely feel the aura flowing like water. The Grain Rain Qian contains the most aura and is as frozen as ice. Chen Pingan will
The fairy coin from Keshan was clenched in the palm of his hand. With a sudden squeeze, the Guyu coin shattered in his hand. Chen Pingan let go slightly and scattered it on the little lotus figure.
As for how many weird and charming things this Grain Rain coin can buy in Xianjia shops, how many elves are rare to see in the homes of princes and wealthy families, Chen Pingan is no longer a fledgling in the world, nor is he the mud-legged guy from Mud Bottle Alley.
I am an apprentice kiln worker, so I know everything.
Chen Pingan knows more and more about the world.
Li Zhudongtian, Da Li Dynasty, Aquarius Continent, Jianqi Great Wall, Tongye Continent, and Lotus Flower Blessed Land.
Chen Ping'an carefully observed the little lotus figure. The spiritual energy flowed through his body like spring water, like slowly seeping into a cracked dry field.
Chen Ping'an was slightly relieved. As long as he could still draw spiritual energy, it meant he could be saved. He stretched out his thumb and gently rubbed the little guy's clean forehead.
After settling the little lotus figure and filling the hole again, Chen Ping'an walked out of the house, sat on a small bench under the eaves, picked a wine gourd, shook it, and did not drink.
After taking off his golden robe, Chen Ping'an exuded a strong smell of blood. He fought to the death with Ding Ying and was deeply wounded. Because of this, he was inundated with so much spiritual energy like sea water. He took advantage of the opportunity and poured into Chen Ping'an in large numbers.
In Ping An's Qifu acupoints, the spiritual energy is now entrenched in each cave, like a separatist force in a vassal town. Because it does not involve the path of the pure Qi of the previous warrior, these Qifu cities are like those outside the pass.
The land has formed a pattern of "vassal towns" each located in a corner. They are many but scattered and not connected together, so they have no climate.
Chen Ping'an didn't know whether this was good or bad, but there was really no way to solve it for the time being.
How to build the bridge of immortality and leave this world are top priorities.
This Taoist temple turned out to be not a real Taoist temple, but a Taoist temple located wherever the old Taoist people walked in the world. This made Chen Pingan dumbfounded.
Why didn’t you say something to the boss of the swordsman cultivating on the Great Sword Qi Great Wall earlier?
But thinking back, when I entered the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom and was so upset all day long, I just calmed down and wandered around. It was a very different feeling. I had seen all kinds of things in the market.
It seems like idleness, but it reminds Chen Pingan of his early apprenticeship. The money he earned in the Long Kiln is not enough for people to spend a lot of money, but he can already support himself and not starve to death. Therefore, after Chen Pingan has enough food and clothing, he follows Old Man Yao every time.
This is probably how you feel when you go into the mountains to collect soil. Even if you sleep in the open air and the mountain roads are difficult to navigate, you will be exhausted every day, but if you are not tired, you can just fall asleep.
Since Chen Pingan left Longquan for the first time, escorted Li Baoping and others to study in the Sui Dynasty, and then broke into this world inexplicably.
How many peaceful nights have you had?
Chen Ping'an would get up every once in a while and go inside to check on the little lotus figure. Although the progress was slow, he was recovering bit by bit in a good direction, and he was finally relieved.
Those close to each other, such as life and death, cannot be settled by drinking to drown one's sorrows. There will always be a time when a person sobers up.
You can feel relieved inside the house, but what about outside?
Chen Ping'an bent over and sat on the small bench, waiting for the child named Cao Qinglang to come home.
From now on, the house in this nameless alley will be no different from the small house in Mud Bottle Lane.
Chen Pingan stood up. In the dusk, a child was walking in the alley. The courtyard door was open. When he saw Chen Pingan, his expression was dull and he lowered his head. Cao Qinglang walked into his house silently and indifferently.
Chen Pingan was hesitant to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything. He sat back on the bench and sat until late at night. During the hot summer season, even at night, with the breeze blowing on his face, it was still not very cool. When Chen Pingan went to visit the Xiaolian people,
I accidentally caught a glimpse of a poorly made cattail fan and walked out of the house with it.
Later in the night, the sound of the watchman knocking could be heard in the distance.
Cao Qinglang walked out of the room, carrying a small stool and sat next to Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan handed over the cattail leaf fan. Cao Qinglang hesitated for a moment and took it anyway.
After a moment of silence, Chen Pingan said softly: "I'm sorry."
From beginning to end, the child didn't say anything. He didn't blame Chen Pingan, nor did he say he didn't blame him. He just lowered his head and sobbed.
The next day, Cao Qinglang got up very late, and there was no sound of reading in the morning. Chen Pingan went to the school to help Cao Qinglang say hello to the school. As a result, there were only a few people walking along the way.
When I entered the private school, I found that the door was closed, and I didn’t even see the face of the teacher.
However, Chen Ping'an found that no Nanyuan spies appeared nearby.
I guess it means that the master of the country is planting autumn trees.
In the next two days, people kept sneaking out of the neighborhood. The brothels and restaurants on Zhuangyuan Lane became quiet overnight and there were no people around.
At dusk that day, Chen Pingan took a bench and sat at the corner of the street. If it had been in the past, there would have been a chess stall here, with two stinky chess baskets fighting in the dark, and countless stinky chess baskets nearby were making stupid moves.
The street is still full of ravines and broken walls, making it unsightly.
Chen Ping'an stood up, and it turned out that Zhong Qiu had arrived.
Zhongqiu and Chen Ping'an were walking along the street. Zhongqiu looked tired and said with a smile: "This area of the capital has been secretly under martial law, and all gossip has been controlled. His Majesty the Emperor and His Highness the Crown Prince are both very curious about you.
, I wanted to see you, but I dissuaded you. But if you want, you can enter the palace at any time, or go to my residence to relax."
Chen Pingan nodded and agreed.
Zhong Qiu was dressed in a green shirt, and his temples were slightly white. In just a few days, he had become somewhat old-fashioned. This showed that the imperial master was not in a relaxed mood at the moment. He continued: "Yu Zhenyi is at the Guniu Mountain site.
I built a small thatched hut and wanted to devote myself to practice there. Your Majesty made a request that unless Yu Zhenyi moved the Hushan Sect into the Nanyuan Kingdom, force would be used to expel Yu Zhenyi. Yu Zhenyi ignored it. I hope your Majesty can
Wait a little longer, but His Majesty does not agree. He has already mobilized troops and horses, and soon there will be more than 10,000 elites surrounding Guniu Mountain."
Chen Ping'an thought for a while and asked: "That Jingxinzhai Fan Wan'er?"
Zhong Qiu first told Chen Ping'an about Fan Guan'er's life, and then said helplessly: "I guess His Majesty met her in private before he made this determination and move.
Jin General Tang Tieyi, of course, plus me Zhongqiu, the situation will not be much worse no matter how bad it is."
Speaking of this, Zhong Qiu stood on the edge of a ravine, exactly where Chen Ping'an used his top fist to fight the dragon, passed by the wind, and knocked him away with one punch. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty has said this many times.
Test me and ask about your character and origins. I can neither deceive Your Majesty nor drag you into these worldly grudges. I just say that you will neither support Nanyuan Kingdom nor help Yu Zhenyi, Xianyun Yehe,
Just deep in the clouds, you won't get along with chickens and dogs, let alone compete with them for food."
Chen Pingan clasped his fists in thanks.
Zhongqiu waved his hand, "If it were me, I would be even more upset than you."
Chen Pingan took off the wine gourd and took a sip of wine.
Zhong Qiu remembered something, "I personally handled the tragedy of the family where you live. Many remnants of the demon sect were arrested by the imperial court. It can be determined that Ding Ying ordered the murder at that time, probably in order to make Chunchao Palace
Zhou Shi, the hairpin groom, wants him to fight you early. He has no way to stay out of the matter, so that he can easily pull out Lu Fang and Zhou Fei. Moreover, through Cao Qinglang’s confession at the Yamen, we learned that the reason why Ding Ying is like this is that he has nothing to do with you.
It doesn't matter much, because Ding Ying mistakenly believed that the child Cao Qinglang was related to Tong Qingqing from Jingxinzhai."
Chen Pingan snorted.
Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Where is this place?"
Zhong Qiu was stunned for a moment, his face full of confusion.
Chen Ping'an pointed at Chang Qi behind him and explained: "I was carrying this sword and bumped in by mistake. I walked around in circles and looked for it for a long time, but I didn't know that I was already in it."
Zhong Qiu smiled and introduced some historical records about the Ouhua Blessed Land and the banished immortals.
Only then did Chen Pingan understand.
The old Taoist only said half of what he said at that time. The Taoist Temple does not exist, but in fact it can be said that the entire Lotus Root Blessed Land is the "place of Taoism" for the old Taoist.
At first, Chen Pingan noticed something was wrong. He discovered that there were actually two Northern Jin kingdoms within one continent. You must know that the little lotus figure was found in the Northern Jin temple. At first, Chen Pingan thought it might be Tongyezhou and Tongyezhou.
The customs of Aquarius Island are different, so I went to Zhuangyuan Lane Book Store to read a lot of unofficial histories and literati's writings. The results became more and more strange, so I didn't give up, so I went to the private library that looked like the home of a powerful person, and wanted to
The specific location of Nanyuan Kingdom in Tongyezhou was determined through the official history, or it was still covered by clouds and fog, and the history of the Four Kingdoms was always in the book.
Later, the Baihe Temple scandal was exposed and the four great masters of Guniu Mountain gathered together. Chen Pingan found it even more incredible that they all liked to use the word "world". The national master Zhongqiu was the best in the world, Nanyuan was the most powerful country in the world, Jingxinting
Dong Qingqing is the most beautiful woman in the world, and the list goes on and on.
Later that night at Baihe Temple, Ding Ying and Zhou Shi Ya'er sneaked into the main hall together to look for the golden body of Arhat.
Before that, Chen Pingan had a Qi practitioner like an old monk from Xinxiang Temple around him, and not long after entering the capital, he quickly encountered that blue dress that liked to dance under the moonlight. So.
Chen Ping'an didn't think deeply about it, he just regarded it as a "lawless place" with blocked environment, just like the Shushui Kingdom of Aquarius Continent where the old swordsman Song Yushao lived, where the martial arts were strong.
Now that he thought about it carefully, Chen Pingan felt even more horrified and chilled.
Just like when I first took a look at that well.
Although he knew that he was in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, Chen Pingan was still puzzled as to how and when to enter.
As long as the old Taoist doesn't show up for a day, Chen Pingan will never know the answer.
Zhong Qiu is a national advisor. After a great war, the situation in the world has become treacherous. There are still countless things for him to decide. Today I came to visit Chen Pingan. Firstly, to prevent misunderstandings. Secondly, I came here out of selfish motives.
I wanted to relax and take a breath. So after finishing what was necessary to talk, Zhong Qiu said goodbye and left.
When leaving, Chen Ping'an apologized: "I can't leave the Lotus Flower Blessed Land for the time being."
Zhong Qiu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, you Chen Ping'an don't look like a banished immortal anyway."
After Zhong Qiu left, he walked alone on the cold street with a sad expression.
If the first banished immortal that he and Yu Zhenyi met back then was Chen Ping'an, would it have a different ending now?
Chen Pingan picked up the small bench and walked into the dark alley.
Chen Pingan suddenly narrowed his eyes.
A skinny little girl stood outside the courtyard gate.
She subconsciously took a step back, raised her head, and looked at the guy's face carefully. She had many things to say, but she didn't dare to say a single word.
Chen Pingan asked: "Where are those books?"
The little girl blinked her eyes and shook her head vigorously, "I don't know."
As if she was afraid that Chen Pingan wouldn't believe it, she said with an aggrieved face: "You fought so hard with those bad guys a few days ago, and a man and a woman walked out of the alley into the street at that time. How dare I go back to the alley? I have always been old.
I sat on the bench honestly, and I couldn’t see or wait for you later. I was afraid that bad guys would find me, so I ran away quickly.”
Chen Pingan waved his hand, indicating that she could leave. He didn't want to see this scheming little girl again.
The little girl said pitifully: "Please, let me finish eating before leaving?"
It turned out that I smelled the aroma of rice.
Chen Pingan ignored her and locked the courtyard door after entering. It was Cao Qinglang who prepared a dinner. The child was smart and filial. Although he had never cooked before, he had seen his mother cooking many times.
When he cooks it by himself, of course the food won't be delicious, but it will be edible.
In the past two days, Cao Qinglang cooked the food himself.
Chen Ping'an never got close to him. Cao Qinglang usually left the yard on his own initiative when he went to the kitchen, and it was the same today.
In the past, when returning home, the child would have finished eating, cleared the table, and returned to his room to stay. Occasionally, Cao Qinglang would come out to sit for a while to enjoy the cool night. But today was different, Cao Qinglang was sitting at the table.
, ate very slowly, and there was an extra set of bowls and chopsticks placed opposite him.
Chen Pingan walked gently into the room, sat down, and chewed slowly without making any sound.
There was a thump in the yard.
The skinny little girl stood up, dusted herself off, and tiptoed outside the house. She didn't dare to go in, so she squatted there, stretched her neck, and looked at the food on the table.
Cao Qinglang thought for a while, then went to the kitchen to serve her a bowl of rice. He walked up to her and handed her the bowl and chopsticks, "Let's eat together."
Chen Pingan put down his bowls and chopsticks and looked at her.
She was about to cry, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and remained motionless.
Cao Qinglang said helplessly: "It's okay, just eat."
She was still looking at Chen Pingan intently. Chen Pingan picked up the bowls and chopsticks and didn't want to look at her.
She then started to chop the rice with her head down, occasionally picking up a chopstick on the side of the dish, as if she were a thief.
The three of them finished eating at about the same time, and Cao Qinglang stood up to clear the table. The little girl glanced at Chen Ping'an, and pretended to help Cao Qinglang clear the table.
The two peers carried the dishes and plates back to the kitchen together. She glanced at the yard and saw that the guy was not there, so she lowered her voice and complained: "There is no oil or water, and it's still so salty. Do you know how to cook?"
Now that you are a grown-up, can you be successful?"
Cao Qinglang was speechless. Seeing her reluctance, he could only say, "I'll pay attention next time."
As a result, Chen Pingan suddenly appeared at the door of the kitchen. The skinny little girl immediately shut up. Just as she was about to turn her head and refuse to admit it, she pretended not to see Chen Pingan, but she had already seen him waving and his eyes were sharp.
She had no choice but to walk out with her head hanging down. Chen Pingan held her by the collar, almost like carrying a chicken. He opened the door with one hand and put her outside with the other. Before closing the door, he said, "If you dare to climb over the wall again, I will throw you directly to the capital."
Go outside."
That night, Chen Ping'an had been resting his mind with his eyes closed. Not long after Cao Qinglang came out to enjoy the cool air, he heard a cough outside the courtyard door.
He went over to open the door and saw her squatting on the ground, with her head raised, her arms folded across her chest, and she said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, it's cooler in the alley outside."
Cao Qinglang scratched his head with both hands. He was really afraid of this guy.
Chen Pingan raised his head and frowned. On a rooftop in the distance, under the bright moonlight, there was a man with a sword hanging. He was wearing a black robe and had an elegant temperament. He was holding a pot of wine in one hand and smiled at Chen Pingan. "See Chen Pingan."
Pingan didn't say anything. He tiptoed and wandered towards Chen Pingan's house.
Chen Pingan took advantage of Cao Qinglang's still outside the door and punched him out, which was natural.
Tang Tieyi, the dignified general of the Northern Jin Dynasty, was hit in the chest by a silent fist and flew backwards, falling back to the original place on the roof.
The strength of the fist was at its peak. Tang Tieyi himself was one of the few great masters in the world. He was not injured, but was in an extremely embarrassed state.
But instead of becoming angry, Tang Tieyi smiled apologetically at Chen Ping'an, as if to say he was bothering him and felt guilty for coming uninvited. Tang Tieyi, who was wearing a trainer on his waist, just turned around and walked away.
Chen Ping'an didn't have a deep impression of this person and was unwilling to have too much contact with him.
Chen Pingan thought for a while, told Cao Qinglang that there was no need to wait for him to come back, and walked out of the alley to Zhuangyuan Lane.
There just happened to be no wine in the sword gourd, so I might as well go out.
In the middle of the night, in a deserted restaurant over Zhuangyuan Lane, there were still colorful lights hanging high and there was only one table of customers.
It is considered a family banquet, because the cooks are brought from home by the guests themselves.
Three men and three women.
Not only this restaurant, but also the entire Zhuangyuan Alley is heavily guarded. In addition to the armored soldiers, there are many anonymous masters stationed in the guard. Unless they are the grand masters of the ten people on the list, I am afraid that anyone wants to assassinate him.
, you can’t even see these people.
These six people are Nanyuan Emperor Wei Liang, Queen Zhou Shuzhen, Crown Prince Wei Yan, the second prince and the youngest princess.
Then there are Taipingshan Taoist nuns, Huang Ting, who changed into simple and elegant Taoist robes, and former Jingxinzhai Fan Wan'er and Tong Qingqing.
The girl princess Wei Zhen inherited the appearance of her parents and was a rare beauty. However, she still felt ashamed when she was next to that Taoist nun. She was originally quite lively, but she did not dare to speak tonight and stayed close to her mother Zhou Shuzhen. She especially
I admire this Taoist nun, who is as beautiful as a fairy, for being able to perform in front of her father, even more... than Master Zhong!
She has collected many banned books over the years, all kinds of fantasy novels collected from popular bookstores by her two brothers who could not withstand her entreaties.
What is the Jianghu? The Jianghu she longs for is that on a dark and windy night, a pair of chivalrous men and women, a couple of gods and gods, enter the frightening lair of bad guys in the martial arts world. When the sky turns fish-belly white, the thieves, bandits and demons
Having already been crowned, the man and woman looked at each other, smiled, and finally rode away, continuing to ride in the rivers and lakes.
Emperor Wei Liang asked with a smile: "With Yu Zhenyi outside and Chen Pingan inside, are you really okay?"
Huang Ting's answer was not too polite: "Actually, these two people are in the capital, so it's okay. One is extremely determined in cultivating Taoism, and the other is not interested in talking to you at all. It's just that you, the emperor, like that set of beds."
You feel uncomfortable with the wording "How can I allow others to snore and sleep next to me?" I can understand this, and besides, I don't like Yu Zhenyi, so I might as well just have a fight with him."
Huang Ting's words became even more outrageous next, "I promise to use all my strength to fight Yu Zhenyi. After that, if I lose, the so-called Nanyuan Kingdom's elite army will not be able to retain Yu Zhenyi, and I will return it to Yu Zhenyi."
He broke into the palace and killed your whole family. I can only try to help you get revenge before ascending."
Wei Liang shook his head and smiled bitterly, drinking to relieve his boredom.
In fact, the most awkward thing is Queen Zhou Shuzhen. The junior sister became the master, and then became Huang Ting of Taipingshan.
The most disappointed person is probably His Highness the Crown Prince Wei Yan.
The Fan Wan'er he admired in his heart could never be found again. Even though the Taoist nun in front of him was more beautiful than Fan Wan'er, Wei Yan couldn't like her.
The most uneasy one is the second prince who looks very similar to Wei Yan. The demon sect's leader Ding Ying, Yao'er, and a large group of masters lurking in the capital were enshrined by Imperial Master Zhong, together with Fairy Jingxinzhai and the imperial court.
All of them were imprisoned. The three factions of the Demon Cult were inextricably linked to him, the prince of the Wei family, who was a noble man in Tianhuang.
The second prince found this meal tasteless and tasteless.
He was a little envious of his sister's lack of heart, and even more jealous of the great fortune of Prince Wei Yan.
Who would have thought that Ding Ying, the invincible old devil, would be killed?
That stinky bitch named Ya'er once swore to him that if you die of old age, even my master's grandfather may not die.
There was an unusual commotion outside the restaurant.
Huang Ting smiled and said: "The distinguished guest is here."
Emperor Wei Liang immediately looked out the window, feeling very nervous and regretting not calling the Imperial Preceptor Zhong Qiu. After all, the Imperial Preceptor had a good relationship with that person and they had a romantic relationship.
But after waiting for a long time, I found that the man appeared from the stairs and walked through the restaurant door and stairs in a polite manner.
The young banished immortal Chen Ping'an was not wearing that dazzling white robe, but was wearing ordinary clothes from a wealthy family in Nanyuan Kingdom.
Wei Liang calmed down and stood up.
The emperor stood up to greet the guests, and Zhou Shuzhen and the three members of the royal family quickly stood up.
Huang Ting didn't put on airs, but she wasn't too attentive either. She stood up, left the wine table, and walked to the window, as if she was picking herself out and handing it over to the local snake and the dragon across the river. The two parties could decide what to do. She
No one is partial.
Wei Liang laughed loudly and said: "My Wei family did not entertain us well and caused such a big fight. Master Chen Xian forgives me."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about this. This incident has nothing to do with Nanyuan Kingdom."
Emperor Wei Liang was a little unsure. He was worried that there was something wrong in his words and he did not understand the deep meaning.
Chen Pingan had already spoken: "I came here this time because I thought that since His Majesty is here in person, I just have something to say, so I can say it directly. Nanyuan Kingdom can treat me as if I don't exist. Please rest assured, Your Majesty, if it weren't for Ding Ying and
Yu Zhenyi took the initiative to come to the door, maybe from the beginning to the end, this fight had nothing to do with me, Chen Ping'an."
Wei Liang smiled and nodded in agreement, "Master Chen is a god on the mountain, so naturally he doesn't want to pay attention to human disputes."
Chen Ping'an also suddenly laughed, "The scenery in your Nanyuan capital is quite nice, especially the food. It's very good. I will definitely go there to eat again before I leave the capital."
The emperor asked curiously: "May I ask the immortal master where it is? I can..."
But in the middle of speaking, Wei Liang stopped himself, raised his wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp, "Master Chen Xian just set the rules. I broke the rules now, and I must punish myself with a drink."
Chen Ping'an took off the wine gourd and said, "I might have to trouble Your Majesty to send me two jars of wine."
Wei Liang laughed loudly, "Master Chen Xian, you are such an honored guest, you are so easy to fool!"
The emperor told a joke, and the queen Zhou Shuzhen, the two princes and the young princess all started laughing.
Chen Ping'an showed some hindsight and smiled, otherwise it would have seemed too unkind.
Taoist nun Huang Ting in the distance, although facing the window, the corners of her mouth were raised.
Chen Pingan filled the sword gourd with wine and left the restaurant. However, he did not return to his residence in the alley. Instead, he went to the night market near Baihe Temple based on his memory and ate a big bowl of the spicy, spicy and hot stuff.
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If you don’t eat spicy food, don’t drink alcohol, and don’t drink strong liquor and eat the hottest hot pot, what fun is there in life?
This is what the old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom said.
I didn't think it was very reasonable before, but now in the bustling city, Chen Ping'an felt that the old sayings of the old timers were really true.
Chen Ping'an paid and settled the bill, left the bustling night market, walked slowly, in a quiet and deserted place, climbed to the ridge of a roof, and went to the official's house deep in the courtyard, and to his private collection of books.
Lou, this time I was not looking for the history and history of "this world", but looking for books about bridge construction. Unfortunately, the search was fruitless, so I came up with the idea of collecting books and archives from the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry. After some weighing, I thought of
If you still have a chance, just tell Zhong Qiu and ask the national master to help you. It shouldn't be too difficult.
Then there is the matter of asking Zhong Qiu for information about a scholar.
Out of the library.
Chen Pingan finally stopped on the roof of a tall building, sat down to drink, and at the end of the drink, he extended his middle finger to the sky.
There was no thunder.
Chen Ping'an put away the wine flask and faced the breeze, lost in thought.
Between leaving Flying Eagle Castle and going up to the balcony and entering Nanyuan Kingdom, we encountered a paper town.
The old monk, the abbot of Xinxiang Temple, once said repeatedly, if you look at it, it will look at you.
The woman who was still Fan Wan'er at the time stared at her hard twice at Baihe Temple and the night market. Her eyes seemed familiar, but she did not speak. It was probably not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't.
When I think about it carefully, I feel horrified.
Chen Pingan sighed.
The lights in the world, the stars in the sky.
Some people have said that the latter may be the corpses of many gods.
Who said that? Chen Pingan patted his head and couldn't remember. He didn't drink much tonight, but he was very drunk.
Chen Pingan fell back and fell into a deep sleep.
An old Taoist stood on the eaves and glanced at the young banished immortal who was sleeping soundly.
Thinking of the scene he saw before, the old Taoist twitched his lips.
In the small courtyard, when a young man whispered sorry to a child, his face was filled with tears.
The old Taoist said to himself: "In your eyes, are there no small things in the world?"