Chapter 368 The suffering of the world cannot be said
(15,000 word chapter. .)
After waiting for a while, Du Mao never showed up.
He looked left and right at the Patriarch Mountain and said with a smile: "Why don't you come out? You are worthy of a monk who has been to the Ascension Realm. I don't think even my flying sword can pierce this shame."
But I suddenly noticed something strange. There was a fairy tower on the mountainside of Zushi Mountain, in the rolling fairyland area. There was an old Jade Purity monk there, who seemed to be protecting a girl with good bones. And at this time, everyone was
He looked at the girl with strange eyes. She was a very young monk in the Dragon Gate Realm.
After she noticed that her left and right were looking at her, she immediately lowered her head in fear.
He frowned left and right.
Because many disciples of Tongye Sect looked at the mountainside of the Patriarch Mountain almost at the same time, as if they were looking for her.
The old monk at the Jade Purity Realm who was probably the protector next to the girl was so angry that his face was livid, but he did not dare to provoke the sword cultivator with infinite killing power without authorization.
The girl was timid and suffered such great injustice that she began to cry silently.
If a sect wants to stand firm on a mountain, or even be proud of the mountains, it is actually very simple, it just needs someone who can fight.
In the past, people could accumulate family property, pass down the incense, and have magical powers that could directly reach the upper five realms. They could be deeply rooted and then spread out.
Nowadays, if those who cause trouble can be beaten back, go and cause trouble to others, and beat them to the point where they at least have to take their mouths. This can provide a shade for the sect and protect the younger generations.
There will be in the future, don't take over the old and the weak, so now the more arrogant and domineering, when the tide turns, what will we do in the future? Do we still need the Ancestral Hall? After all, we practice on the mountain, and revenge is not important. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years, and he has to wait for a hundred years with all his intentions.
It has existed for hundreds of years, even thousands of years.
So this reincarnated girl who was in the Yupu realm in her previous life, after the monks of the Tongye Sect who were good at deduction pointed out the general direction, it took the sect nearly thirty years to find the location with great pains, and some people kept their names anonymous, etc.
He kept "her" for decades, and after a few years of her birth, he successfully brought her back to the top of the mountain after a lot of fighting.
Therefore, the girl who was brought back to Tongye Sect is one who can be beaten in the future.
It is similar to the female crown Huang Ting of Taiping Mountain, but for the time being it is far from Huang Ting's cultivation and aura. The latter is particularly important and involves the true heart of the Tao.
The Lord of Taiping Mountain and the sect leader Song Mao must have lectured Huang Ting a lot about causing trouble and not being able to tolerate it, but in their hearts, they were naturally happy.
The only regret for this girl who was given high hopes by the Tongye Sect is that although the girl has good qualifications, she is too soft-tempered. She has traveled down the mountain several times to sharpen her Taoist heart. The sect's comments are that she is extremely talented and has a bright temperament.
, there are hundreds of words of praise and appreciation, but every time at the end, one or two sentences will be added, such as a mellow temperament, a little less decisive in killing.
But because of her special status, no one dared to say a harsh word. The Du family, the largest in Tongye Clan Mountain, even regarded her as their darling.
The reason is very simple. In addition to the fact that the girl was a Jade Purity monk in her previous life, she also has a more important identity. She was indeed the mother of Du Mao, the ancestor of Zhongxing.
Looking for the reincarnated person and renewing the good relationship.
Generally, only the Immortal Family on the Mountain with the prefix Zong has such foundation and means.
He was stunned for a moment, holding a sword in one hand and scratching his head with the other. Probably because he didn't want to scare an innocent little girl, he explained: "It's a joke, don't take it seriously. We scholars like to make puns."
It's okay if you don't say it. Anyway, the girl has already been frightened out of her wits.
This explanation.
The pale girl began to wrinkle her little face bit by bit. She had just secretly wiped away the tear stains, and struggled not to show her cowardly side in front of this evil man. Otherwise, according to her past temperament
, I was so aggrieved that my eyeballs fell down.
Dilemma.
But he didn't want to say anything more.
Xiao Qi is not good at dealing with women, but that bastard Cui is a little better. He has always felt that women's thoughts are more difficult to understand than his husband's knowledge. In short, it is more difficult than studying.
As for whether the left and right people's knowledge is great or advanced.
Compared with Qi Jingchun's orthodoxy and Cui??'s crooked mind, it is indeed much different.
He has not loved reading since he was a child. He was forced to study by the old scholar, so he naturally has some knowledge. Ordinary academy sages and gentlemen are not qualified to discuss things with the left and right.
You need to know when practicing swordsmanship, where does sword energy come from?
It first came from books, from countless stone carvings on cliffs, and from countless rubbings on stele.
In order for his sword practice to go smoothly, Xiao Qi accompanied him through countless mountains and rivers.
He sighed softly and looked in the direction of the Middle Earth Divine Continent.
He looked away and found that beside the girl stood a young man with innate sword embryo qualifications. His eyes were sharp and stubborn, and he stared at him blankly. Even if his eyes were burned by his own sword energy, he still refused to turn his head.
He glanced left and right somewhere in the Patriarch Mountain and said, "Du Mao, I know what you want to do. You might as well give it a try. I'll wait for you."
After that, he casually slashed out a sword, splitting the large barrier behind him into a gate again, turned around and walked out.
He was hovering in the air on the border of the Tongye Sect, closing his eyes and concentrating. When the sun rose in the east, he began to use the purest sword energy and sword intent to smash certain solidified mountains and rivers, such as a certain mountain.
, a section of river, a certain towering tree that is expected to become a spirit, a certain pavilion that suppresses the evil spirit, a overwhelming thing buried underground.
A small amount of spiritual energy dispersed and leaked out, but generally it seemed that the damage was not much.
In fact, the consequences are extremely serious.
The luck of mountains and rivers is about hiding the wind and gathering water. It all depends on where it is hidden and where it is gathered. Who dares to randomly pocket the extremely chaotic Qi? Good fortune and misfortune are uncertain.
This sword cultivator stood in front of someone's house, like an old farmer digging the ground, and began to dig up the foundations of the Tongye Sect.
Because it is on the border, it is inevitable that bursts of spiritual energy and fat water will flow into the fields of outsiders. At first, Tongye Sect did not dare anyone to come forward to collect the spiritual energy and return it to the sect.
Later, the Tongye Sect felt really sorry for those auras and sent an old monk at the Golden Core Realm to die generously and take a magic weapon to capture the auras.
I never thought that the sword cultivator would not even look at the "little golden elixir", but it just landed on the surface of a big river. The tiny spiritual energy nurtured by the river water under his feet collapsed instantly.
Another golden elixir monk braved the mountain and followed the sword cultivator dozens of miles away. He carefully gathered the scattered spiritual energy and put it back into the river as much as possible to help sort out and stabilize the water transport veins.
Ten days later, the sword cultivators and the anxious Earth Immortal cultivators in Tongye zhou were still at peace with each other, each doing their own thing.
Another ten days later, the sect relaxed the ban, and some monks of the middle and fifth realms under the golden elixir began to sneak up near the sword cultivator, ranging from thirty to fifty miles away, with different and extremely complicated moods.
After another ten days, even many young monks from the Lower Five Realms began to come to join in the fun and "pay their respects" to this person.
As for the sword cultivator named "Left and Left", except for occasionally looking at the top of the Patriarch Mountain, he never paid attention to the Tongye Sect monks.
After the big cold, the New Year is not far away.
There is a saying in the mountain market that it is difficult to pass every new year.
The disciples of the Tongye Sect, who had been showing off their power in a continent for countless years, realized that their own sect would also face difficulties.
Then one day, Tongye Sect deliberately set up an ambush, using two Jade Pure Realm monks and nearly ten earthly immortals.
Cut it with one sword from left to right.
Then he changed his route and went to the vicinity of Zushi Mountain. He split a forbidden mountain peak that was supposed to be given to a certain future Jade Purity monk as a fairy mansion from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain with a sword, creating a huge canyon.
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Go away in style.
After that, they continued to block people's doors and poach them.
There is no airtight wall in the world when there is such a huge commotion. Tongyezhou Sect Zitou Shanmen and Nascent Soul Immortal have already known about it, but the academy did not come forward to stop it, so no one dared to get into trouble and watch the show.
Except for one person.
Jiang Shangzhen, a Jade Pure Realm monk from the Jade Gui Sect, is the head of the Jiang family whose natal object is a willow leaf.
This person first bowed and apologized to the right and left Zhenger, then looked at him with a straight face for a long time, and then suddenly let out a loud laughter.
When I came to the north and when I returned to the south, I traveled twice in the wind. I was deliberately very slow and swaggering, and my sleeves flew up.
As a result, he was almost split in half by a sword from the left and right.
But when he was running away in embarrassment, Jiang Shangzhen was still laughing happily.
One day, a girl stood timidly in the distance and asked in a trembling voice: "Why do you want to destroy my master's luck for no reason?"
Zuo and Zuo are now quite familiar with each other in Tongye Sect. Some of the disciples of Tongye Sect thought they could not hear the whispers clearly. So after thinking about it, Zuo and Zuo replied: "How can such a prodigal son be Zhongxing?"
I think he is the ancestor of the family, so you shouldn’t have given birth to Du Mao in the first place.”
The pretty girl's face was full of shame and anger.
The young man who accompanied the girl here is also the hope of the Tongye Sect's prosperity in the next thousand years. Compared with his soft and soft peers, the young man has a sharp temper. He carries a long sword personally given by the ancestor Du Mao.
With eyes full of hatred, "Sooner or later, you will die by my sword!"
Zuo Zuo smiled and said, "In that case, I will do as the Romans do."
The head of the Tongye Sect, who had not fully recovered from his injuries, the purple-robed swordsman descended from the sky, stopped in front of the young girl, and protected them behind him. He actually apologized to the left and right: "Tongyanwuji, please don't take it to heart."
superior."
Sitting cross-legged on the left and right outside the cliff of a mountain peak, he said: "I heard that your Tongye Sect always likes to throw flying swords at magic weapons when they disagree. If you can't beat them, you will sign up for your own number. Then you will go back to the top of the mountain and complain a few times to your elders. Finally,
He went down the mountain to kill people. Isn’t it like this?”
The purple-robed swordsman smiled bitterly and was speechless.
Zuo Zuo smiled and said, "Are you saying in your heart, 'So what?'"
The purple-robed sword cultivator's expression changed drastically, he slapped the young man hard on the face, and said angrily: "Kneel down and kowtow, admit your mistake to the Sword Immortal! Kowtow until the Sword Immortal is satisfied!"
Blood oozed from the corner of the young man's mouth, "I won't kowtow even to death!"
He smiled and said: "For these innate sword embryos with eyes higher than their heads, I really have no interest in teaching them to be reasonable. It is the fault of a son not to teach his father, and it is the laziness of a teacher not to teach strictly. You, the elder, take another blow from my sword.
alright."
The purple-robed swordsman was pierced through the abdomen with a sword, and once again crashed through the mountain behind him, falling to the ground miserably.
As for whether he deliberately suppressed his realm and let the swords on the left and right quell his anger, only the two of them knew.
Looking left and right at the young man, "Don't say any harsh words anymore? Maybe Du Mao will come out to protect you."
The young man's face turned pale.
The left and right said: "If you don't say that you will die, if you say harsh words, someone might help you block the sword. How do you choose at this time?"
A boy carrying a sword fights with heaven and man.
The girl suddenly stood in front of the boy, heartbroken, and cried: "Stop forcing him, his sword heart will be broken! You are so powerful, why do you want to be the same as him?!"
He smiled and said, "Ask your son."
The girl cried until her vision became blurred.
I just wonder how there are such unreasonable people in the world!
He stood up and said, "Before, I didn't want to kowtow because I wanted to show off to some elders of the sect for the sake of face. I wanted to get a good impression. But now I don't even dare to say it even to death. It's because I really value my life. You are like this
Plant an innate sword embryo."
Looking left and right to the north, he laughed at himself: "Why did I start to realize how good my junior brother is when I returned to this world?"
After getting the sword by chance, Xiao Qi once said with a smile that he accidentally got the three-foot sword and cut down a whale across the sea. It was sheathed and hung on the wall, and it still made a clanking sound.
Later, I left the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, stayed away from the human world, and traveled on the sea, and I never read any more.
He said to the girl: "I won't mention Du Mao, and the relationship between you and Du Mao. I will just say that this visit has indeed made you a joke. It was my fault first. You can make a reasonable request.
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The girl wiped away her tears and said doubtfully, "Is it true?"
He nodded and said: "You only have one chance, it must be reasonable."
The girl mustered up her courage and said, "Then please let him go and stop suppressing his sword heart."
He nodded his head left and right, "Okay."
As expected, he deliberately suppressed the sword energy that naturally flowed out.
In fact, the girl didn't know that it wasn't the Kenshin who was targeting the young genius, but that this person's Kenshin wasn't refined enough.
Otherwise, having a sword cultivator standing next to you is a big blessing, and it can be said to be "entering the room of Zhilan".
The girl burst into tears and smiled, but she probably felt that smiling with this big enemy was tantamount to a despicable act of betraying the teacher, so she quickly put on a straight face.
He turned left and right and prepared to continue to attack the Tongye Sect. After releasing his energy, he turned his head and said: "Du Mao is really a prodigal son. You will know it soon."
The girl is confused.
The young man behind him was trembling, his figure was unstable, and his sword was even more unstable.
Sweeping away from left and right, the sword energy was like a rainbow.
On the other side of the Patriarch Mountain, the strange phenomenon of the Wutong Small Cave is becoming more and more obvious.
Want to ascend?
Then you have to ask my sword if you can answer it.
A cross-continental ferry from Beiju Luzhou has arrived at the top of the territory of East Aquarius Island.
The speed was extremely fast, and countless fairy money was spent. The passengers were naturally happy to see the success, and who wouldn't be happy to reach their destination earlier.
I heard that a wealthy old Yuanying spent a lot of money to make this ferry work like this.
A short, muscular man lived in the cheapest low-rise house and lived in seclusion.
He should be a pure martial artist, but I can't tell what level he is.
In fact, even if you don't see it, it can scare even smarter Qi practitioners.
In the legendary tenth realm of martial arts, there are three levels of ultimate martial arts: strong energy, return to true nature, and spiritual arrival.
After Li Er left the top of Lion Peak, his momentum continued to rise, and he inexplicably entered the realm of returning to his true nature.
Li Er thinks it's pretty good.
To demolish the ancestral hall, you have to be strong-willed!
There is an undercurrent surging in Old Dragon City.
The Fan family has always stood still. Of course, in the eyes of most people in the Fan family ancestral hall, this is called waiting to die.
The Sun family also made little movement. Although they chose to attach themselves to the Fu family early on, they did not rush to submit any petition.
Dusty Drug Store is still such a lively little place where no one disturbs it.
Chen Ping'an was sitting at the counter. On the table, there was the smallest dragon-slaying platform, which was in the shape of a ruler.
On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, they were "sharpening their swords". The two quickly passed by the dragon-slaying platform, sparks flying everywhere.
Jumping for joy.
Chen Pingan is settling accounts with himself.
The golden jade pendant with the inscription "I am good at cultivating Haoran Qi" can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own. It is a small cave that can be hung around the waist.
It's a pity that it can't be worn now, because it conflicts with the formation of Chenchen Pharmacy and the evil spirit of Zhao's Yin Shen itself.
You can take it out when you get to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters full of spiritual energy.
Pei Qian liked it very much. He couldn't put it down at the counter earlier and touched it for a long time, but he was too embarrassed to borrow it from Chen Ping'an to play with.
Unable to solve the urgent need, Chen Pingan could only hide the jade pendant temporarily.
But what is most concerning and distressing at the moment is the Yang God body of the Ascension Realm great monk. This is the true immortal remnant!
The young Cui Xiang, or Cui Dongshan's skin now, is like this.
But there is a lot of knowledge involved in how to use this relic. If you are not careful, you will lose all your money. If you use it well, you will make a lot of profit.
It is more difficult than refining natal objects.
First of all, you have to "open the door". The remains of the immortal, the veritable invincible golden body, and the natal flying sword of the middle five sword cultivators may not be able to pierce anything with a full blow.
Secondly, like Cui Dongshan, the dove takes over the magpie's nest, which means that the soul that "enters the door" must be complete and strong enough, and be a naturally determined person.
Otherwise, in the end, it might be Du Mao's resurgence. Once he is given the opportunity to return to Tongye Sect and Yang Shen returns to his throne, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Third, how to warm and maintain the remains of immortals. If they are left alone, there is no problem in keeping them for thousands of years. However, once they have a new owner, they will have to spend money.
Fourth, how does the new "Du Mao" grow and how to choose the path of cultivation. Otherwise, it will be a waste of resources.
There is a saying that secular dynasties praise officials, which is called the prime minister's qualifications. However, there is still a long way to go before becoming an official who is the chief minister of a dynasty, and it even depends on luck.
Chen Pingan asked Zhao Yinshen in detail about this matter, but the latter was vague because it involved a lot of inside information and he did not dare to say anything more.
I owe the Fan family, or Fan Junmao, fifty grain rain coins.
There are only a few gold and copper coins left in my bag.
Spending money like water and not being able to make ends meet describes Chen Ping'an's current embarrassing situation.
Pei Qian's ideas were always wild and unconstrained, saying that time was like a flying sword, passing by in a swish. The tail could not even be seen.
Chen Pingan felt that the money in his pocket was moving faster than a flying sword.
He sighed and put away the jade plaque. It was just that the medicine shop was destined to have no customers, so he left it to the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month to continue sharpening his sword.
On this trip, I took the first and fifteenth grade of junior high school to fight one after another. The edge of the sword has been blunted a lot. According to Zhao's Yin Shen, if the consumption continues like this, once there is a gap in the flying sword, it will be a big deal.
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However, if you "eat" the Dragon-Slaying Platform in this way, you can repair it.
Such a small piece of Dragon Slaying Platform is the most coveted item among sword cultivators in the world, and it can be sold for a lot of Guyu money.
Almost all ordinary sword cultivators are paupers, and it’s not without reason.
Even A Liang, when he was traveling in the world of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, he still owed a lot of debt before he went to Daoxuan Mountain. Although it was not all used to raise the sword, it was mainly because every time he made a move, he had to pay for it afterwards.
The poor sect repairs the mountain, and this expense accounts for a large part of it. But sword cultivation is the most difficult to save money, which is already a broken rule. The reason is both simple and not simple. The simple thing is that only swords need to burn money.
, there is no need to be distracted and greedy for other magic weapons. It is not simple. This one thing is already more difficult to maintain than other Qi practitioners. Qi practitioners really have no money at hand. At least they can use some of their family assets to sell them for money.
To tear down the east wall and mend the west wall, to improve the rank of a magic weapon that is suitable for current practice, what does the sword cultivator sell? His own flying sword?
Although Pei Qian couldn't bear the pain of pulling out muscles and bones and opening joints, she still hoped that she could practice martial arts. As long as it was pain-free, she was willing.
For example, today I was asking Xiaobai for martial arts advice. Old Wei didn't like talking about these things. He was so annoyed by her that he ran to the house and fell asleep with his quilt rolled up. Pei Qian was so angry that he poked the quilt with his hiking stick. Old Wei
No matter what, he was snoring like thunder.
Pei Qian had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and seek advice from Lu Baixiang, who had the second best relationship.
Lu Baixiang walked to the yard, thought for a while, and began to imitate Chen Ping'an's six-step walk, which had a unique charm and was very freehand.
As he walked, he turned around and smiled at Pei Qian: "Teach boxing, not footwork, but teach footwork to hit the master. This is an excellent foundation of boxing theory. Among the four of us, Zhu Lian is the one who can stand up the most.
The densest one is the most consistent with the statement that it can be retracted and released freely."
After walking six steps, he punched out lightly with a bang. Lu Baixiang continued: "You can only be half asleep and half awake by pushing hard from all sides. If there is any movement, your hair will vibrate like a halberd fist."
Lu Baixiang whipped his leg, and after floating to the ground, "The human spine is like the dragon veins of heaven and earth, so there is a saying in martial arts that there is a school dragon. It is not profound, but it is extremely crucial. The spine runs through each section, like a dragon shaking its body. In an instant,
Applying force, a breath of pure Qi suddenly flows through the meridians of the Qi Mansion for hundreds of miles, or even thousands of miles away, stimulating the blood of the skin, flesh, muscles, bones and blood all over the body, and each strike is naturally powerful and heavy."
Zhu Lian was sitting on the bench under the eaves, reading a novel about talented people and beauties that described fatness and thinness appropriately, oily but not greasy. After hearing Lu Baixiang's words of praise for himself, he smiled happily.
Lu Baixiang was very patient and asked with a smile: "Can you understand roughly? If you don't understand, I can break it down and explain it to you in detail."
Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "I understand everything, but I don't want to learn to walk."
Lu Baixiang smiled and said: "If you don't learn to walk first, how will you run or fly in the future?"
Pei Qian glanced at the narrow sword Zingxue on Lu Baixiang's waist, "But I just want to learn the most powerful swordsmanship. If it doesn't work, I can do it with swordsmanship."
Lu Baixiang turned to look at Chen Ping'an, who was already sitting quietly on the bench, and said helplessly: "I have no choice."
After Pei Qian saw Chen Ping'an, he immediately changed his tone like a mouse seeing a cat and said: "Then learn to walk first!"
Zhu Lian clicked his tongue and said: "The iron bones are clanking against the grass on the wall, and the rudder is used to compensate for the goods when the wind blows."
Pei Qian held a hiking pole and said angrily: "Don't think that because the food you cook is delicious, you are great! If you have the ability, come out and fight!"
Zhu Lian let out an ouch, closed the book, and stood up with his body bent, "I don't believe in evil anymore. I have to compete with you today, otherwise you wouldn't know that I am the best cook among the cooks in Chenchen Pharmacy."
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Pei Qian was not afraid at all, "Okay, let's start copying books!"
Zhu Lian sat back on the small bench and continued reading.
Chen Ping'an ignored the quarreling.
In these matters, Chen Pingan never restrained Pei Qian.
Chen Pingan stood up with a smile, feeling a rare sense of leisure, and stepped into the center of the courtyard with a light step.
His face is still not very good, but Chen Ping'an's energy is not bad at this moment.
His feet were walking slowly in a six-step walking pile, but his hands were in a boxing frame like a god beating a drum.
The walking stance boxing stance has nothing to do with one's state of cultivation.
If we talk about the feeling of fist intention, it can only be described as natural.
Pei Qian only felt that the same sleight-of-hand was going on. After Chen Pingan became serious, he felt comfortable even just watching it.
Zhu Lian raised his head and said with a smile full of amazement: "It means a bit heavy."
Lu Baixiang nodded and said, "I'm far inferior."
After Chen Pingan closed his fist and stood still, he looked around and said with a smile: "Sui, on the right, Wei Xian, it's your turn."
Sui, who was standing silently by the window, turned around and sat back at the table.
Wei Xian's muffled voice echoed outside the room, "Incomparably domineering."
Pei Qian squatted on the ground holding his belly and laughing wildly. These guys have the nerve to call me a wallflower?
Zheng Dafeng actually walked to the door of the main room, supported the door frame, looked up at the sun, and squinted his eyes, "I'm finally alive. If I lie down anymore, I'll get moldy."
Pei Qian said in surprise: "Zheng Dafeng, can you walk on the ground? Don't be so stubborn that you throw yourself into a trap and then go back to lie down for ten days and a half."
Zheng Fengqi smiled and said: "My sister-in-law, please remember me a little!"
Pei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "Good intentions are nothing more than a donkey's liver and lungs."
After Chen Ping'an nodded to Zheng Dafeng, he sat back on the bench. Pei Qian took some melon seeds in a very stupid way, and sat one big and one small on the bench. She opened her small palms filled with melon seeds and kept them on Chen Ping'an.
Peace in front of you.
Zheng Dafeng walked very slowly and took small steps. He was walking under the eaves of the main house. He was definitely not forcing himself to get up out of bed.
It's just that this man has his back crossed all the time.
Everyone seemed not to have seen this scene, and everyone was doing their own thing. Lu Baixiang took the chess box and went to Sui Youyou to play chess. Zhu Lian turned over the book, and Wei Xian slept. Pei Qian accompanied Chen Ping'an to eat melon seeds.
The small drug store has a somewhat new year feel.
One day at noon, a customer other than the second brother Fan Junmao and Fan came to Chenchen Pharmacy.
Real guests.
He was an old man with a foreign accent. He bought a lot of medicinal materials at the drug store, but he complained that the price was a bit expensive.
Zhao's Yin Shen could only secretly signal to Chen Ping'an in his heart. He could only see that this person was a very condensed Dragon Gate Realm practitioner.
Chen Ping'an was in a peaceful mood. He had even fought against Du Mao, who was in the Ascension Realm. At least he had seen strong winds and waves, so he still had some determination.
Sword Spirit relayed Master Sheng's words, which made Chen Ping'an think about some things again.
In fact, the principles of the world have always existed. Some people pick them up, hold them up as a guide, and treat them as treasures. Some people disdain them, and some people even step on them a few times.
This is not wrong or bad.
But there is something wrong with people's hearts.
Sword Spirit Qi Qi said a few words to the ancient Confucian scholar who sat in the northern sky of Tongye Continent, saying that the end was not too good. According to the old scholar, he might lose the qualification to eat cold pig head meat.
After Chen Pingan thought about it, he couldn't help but sigh at the complexity of the battle between the avenues.
Even the sage had to admit that the "virtuous man" who was the temple's accomplice and "well-educated man" had to admit that he had done such an "irrational and rude" thing?
But having said that, this one of the seventy-two sages of the temple, didn’t his principles and knowledge have any contribution to enlightenment in the world?
Of course there will be, and it will certainly not be small.
So, does it mean that because he targeted Chen Ping'an this time for the so-called "great cause and good luck for thousands of years", he must have taken the wrong path on his path? Didn't he go high enough or far enough?
Neither.
In these days, Chen Pingan thinks about these "big principles" that he didn't pay much attention to before. Anyway, he is idle.
At this time, in the medicine shop, the old foreigner was a talkative man. While selecting medicinal materials, he chatted with Chen Pingan, the "shopkeeper".
When paying the bill, the old man dressed as a rich man smiled and said: "Little shopkeeper, would you like to listen to my advice from someone who has been here before?"
Hidden in the darkness, Zhao's heart tightened.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Old sir, just talk."
The old man looked around and said solemnly: "The aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, right or wrong. If you want the business to do well, you must have young, pretty and sweet-tongued girls to help!"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Forget it, the business will be quieter, just deal with it and get by."
The old man smiled and said: "It's not good to be so old-fashioned at such a young age."
Chen Pingan smiled and stopped talking.
The old man sighed: "I am a foreigner, and I can tell by the accent. However, I have heard about such a big thing in Laolongcheng. I just came to the shop. There is nothing to hide. You are not stupid.
I'm not stupid, anyone who dares to come here to get into trouble now is not born and raised in Old Dragon City, it's just me... an expert from this world, right?"
Chen Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry, "The old man is an open-minded person."
The old man pointed in the direction of the corner of the street, "I'm staying in a small inn not far from here. Don't worry, I'm not a person with ulterior motives..."
He suddenly revealed his cultivation in the Golden Core Realm and asked with a smile: "Can you sell me cheaper for the sake of being a Golden Core Immortal?"
The Zhao family spirit in the alley is once again facing a formidable enemy.
It is really a relationship between the turmoil of the wind and the turmoil of the grass and trees.
It has nothing to do with golden elixir or Yuanying.
As a result, the old man's arrival made Zhao's ghost want to curse him.
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "This is not possible. There is no respect for people in business. If the old gentleman wants to chat to relieve his boredom, both the pharmacy and I welcome him."
The old man was carrying large and small bags of medicinal materials, glanced at Chen Ping'an, and sighed: "You are not a pretty woman, so you have nothing to talk about."
Sui Zuozuo stood behind the bamboo curtain. When the old man released the aura of the Golden Core Realm, even though it was only for a moment, Sui Zuozuo rushed over quickly, but when she saw Chen Ping'an "bargaining" with others, she became a little annoyed.
After seeing Sui's vague appearance on the right, the old man immediately turned his head and said to Chen Ping'an in a deep voice: "I am actually a medicine dealer. I will come to the medicine shop every day from now on. Remember to open the door early and close the door late!"
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded in agreement.
When the old man left the drug store, he walked a little erratically. He was so happy?
Sui Youyou had returned, and Wei Xian and Zhu Lian had also left. Only Lu Baixiang came to the counter and asked curiously: "Is it just the Golden Core Realm?"
After Zhao's Yin God appeared, "Unless you are in the immortal realm, you are really in the golden elixir realm."
Lu Baixiang smiled bitterly and said: "How many immortal realms can there be in such a big Tongye Continent?"
In the afternoon, the old man came again and bought a bunch of medicinal materials, which made Chenchen Pharmacy earn more than twenty taels of silver.
When leaving, the old man was still looking behind the bamboo curtain.
At the dinner table, Chen Ping'an closed the coffin and concluded: "This old gentleman will definitely be able to chat with Zheng Dafeng and Zhu Lian."
Zhu Lian rubbed his hands and said: "Sir, if that person comes back tomorrow, I'll find out. I can't be sure if he's a member of the same group of people. I can tell by just chatting with him.
"
Chen Pingan reminded: "Remember to control the heat and don't cause trouble."
Zhu Lian smiled and said, "If I know this, I will keep it in mind."
Early the next morning, the old man walked into the alley. Seeing that the drug store was not open, he squatted outside.
Although Chen Pingan had already opened his eyes, he still opened the door on time to welcome guests.
While Chen Pingan was accompanying the old man to select medicinal materials, Zhu Lian came here quietly, thought about it for a moment, and said inexplicably: "A beautiful woman on the street, from a wealthy family."
The old man's eyes lit up and he said calmly: "There is a girl in the embroidery building. It is difficult to recite the Tao of Shu."
The two people's eyes met.
Absolutely right, they are the same people!
It's like meeting an old friend in a foreign country.
After that, there was nothing more to do about Chen Pingan. The two old men whispered seriously. In the end, Chenchen Pharmacy made a full eighty taels of silver this time.
Chen Ping'an didn't dare to eavesdrop, as it was a taboo matter, so he asked doubtfully: "What are you talking about? We are so close to each other."
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book. I discussed the knowledge in the book with this old senior."
When Zhu Lian walked towards the bamboo curtain, he fisted his hands and said, "Sure enough, there is someone outside. The old man has worked hard!"
Chen Pingan shook his head.
Come on, we are really like-minded.
In addition, Zheng Dafeng started to get out of bed and walk, so he probably won't stop.
Two days ago, Zheng Dafeng almost received a blow from Sui's right side.
The reason was that Fan Er, a good apprentice, didn't know who to look for, so he helped his husband draw a lifelike portrait of a character. After he succeeded, Zheng Dafeng hung it on the wall of his house, and he wished he could burn incense every day.
Then Pei Qian snitched.
Sui Zuo rushed to take a look and found that it was indeed her portrait!
Smiling very charmingly? Dressing quite coolly?
If Chen Ping'an hadn't stopped Sui Youyou this time, Zheng Dafeng would have received a severe blow from his sword.
In the end, it was Chen Ping'an who ignored Zheng Dafeng's pleading and took off the portrait and sent it to Sui Youyou for revenge. This ended the scandal that made people laugh and cry. However, the relationship between Sui Youyou and Zheng Dafeng was finally settled.
Chen Ping'an, the troublemaker, didn't end well. Sui Youyou actually didn't chop the painter to pieces. He sneered and said that it would be better for you, Chen Ping'an, to keep it. It was just a piece of junk anyway.
After thinking about it, Chen Ping'an used Mr. Sheng's theory of order and asked Pei Qian by the ear to copy a book of 1,500 words.
Fan Er was a little clever, and after delivering the scrolls, he didn't come to the door at all, otherwise Chen Ping'an would have taught him what the real king's eight boxing was.
The new year is over.
I need to buy some new year goods.
Fan Junmao came over and said that the Fan family and the Fu family had been in contact privately. It was the latter who took the initiative to come to the door, and Fu Qi found her personally. Fu Qi personally promised to pay a huge amount of compensation to Chenchen Pharmacy.
Pei Qian, Wei Xian, and the three people on Sui's right went to buy new year's goods together.
It was Sui Youyou who Pei Qian begged for.
Then the old man who came to the alley outside the drug store every day to sit and chat with Zhu Lian was sitting on the corner today. He was a worldly expert, observing his nose and heart with his eyes.
Zhu Lian has been reading more and more diligently these days, and most of them are brand-new books with fine prints, which were given to him by the old man. He stays up late at night to read them almost every day.
On the night when Pei Qian and the others returned home with a full load, Chen Pingan closed the medicine shop, sat on a bench, and drank the small medicinal wine in the sword-raising gourd.
Pei Qian went to bed early after having fun outside all day, and of course he didn't dare not copy books.
Lu Baixiang came and sat next to him.
He talked about some interesting facts about this world-famous mountain.
Lu Baixiang found it very interesting and said that the rivers and lakes in Ouhua Blessed Land should really learn from the behavior of the sects here.
For example, the monks' vendettas here are very straightforward, and there are a few irregularities on the mountain that are widely circulated.
First, deal with enemies who have no possibility of reconciliation and eradicate them. Second, for those young disciples who are not high in cultivation but are surprisingly lucky, don’t give them heads or magic weapons. Once they surround this person, they usually form a team.
, a disciple with the same level of cultivation or in the same realm, used to sharpen the road. Once caught and killed in a fight, it is possible to draw the energy from the underworld. A short-term protector, compared to the person he killed,
At least one or two realms higher in strength. A monk with the highest level of cultivation can secretly deal with various emergencies. Third, if you still suffer a big loss, you can no longer talk about face when it comes to the survival of the sect.
Now, it’s time to give money, give money, and give magic weapons. Fourth, no matter how powerful Yamazawa Yexiu is, it doesn’t matter if he messes with them. These people who have no backers are walking treasure troves. Once they dare to cause trouble,
, If you don’t kill, you won’t kill.
When Lu Baixiang finished speaking, he said sincerely: "It's really a world of difference. Moreover, the way we recruit disciples here is so particular. There's nothing comparable to the Lotus Flower Blessed Land."
Then he turned around and smiled: "For example, how you treat Pei Qian."
Chen Ping'an hummed, "It's difficult to accept a disciple. You don't just teach them whatever you have. Pei Qian, at first I didn't want to teach, but then I got an idea and didn't dare to teach. Now, I don't know how to teach."
"
Chen Ping'an looked up at the night, "Zhu Lian joked that Pei Qian was a tough-minded wallflower. In fact, I think it's okay. Children, teenagers, and adults grow up. I think there are probably three stages. The grass is weak, but the roots are strong.
It must be firmly rooted. If the wind blows a little, the grass will move. In fact, this is nothing, the green grass will sway back and forth. The next step will be like green bamboo in the mountains and fields. Some people are disgusted and threaten to cut down thousands of evil bamboo poles, but there are
Scholars like bamboo very much. There is even a Bamboo Sea Cave in this world, and there is a Green God Mountain, which is very famous. After that, the green pines are straight and straight."
"There used to be a very powerful swordsman who walked with me. Looking back now, he looked at me in the same way that I looked at Pei Qian. They were all asking questions. It was a silent test.
.”
"I had just started practicing boxing at that time. Couldn't he teach me superb swordsmanship? Couldn't he give me a sip of medicinal wine soaked in demon pills? Couldn't he teach me the best way to temper my body? Couldn't he give me magic weapons all at once?
Utensils? It's all fine. He can do it casually without blinking an eye."
"But he didn't."
"why?"
"I never thought about it before, but then I thought about it. I didn't really understand it until I had Pei Qian with me, and I finally understood it."
Holy Master, the world we live in is always so complicated. As we walk, we are overgrown with weeds and ruined temples. As we walk, willows cling to the willows and peach blossoms bloom. As we walk, we encounter barren mountains and harsh waters, and deep nights.
.As I walk, the beautiful buildings and jade buildings shine brightly."
Chen Ping'an took the last sip of medicinal wine tonight, and his face turned red instantly. The wine was so strong.
Chen Pingan rarely talks about these things with outsiders, but today is an exception.
Because of Lu Baixiang, Chen Pingan felt that he was also a member of the same Taoism. He couldn't explain the Tao, it was just a feeling, just like old man Yao and the saint Ruan Qiong, who were unwilling to accept Chen Pingan as their apprentice, almost the same.
Chen Ping'an didn't care about the sword gourd, rubbed his face with both hands, and then took a breath, and said softly with a white mist: "I always look at the world, both good and bad, and I want to see it clearly, more clearly.
. Try to see the good in people and things that are not that big of right and wrong. It doesn’t mean that others don’t like me, Chen Pingan, or don’t think highly of me. They even have disputes. He must be wrong. In your relationship, Ouhua
In Blessed Land, there was a martial arts master named Liu Zong, the knife sharpener. He said something very interesting, "The road is so wide under our feet, we all go our own way, there is nothing wrong with it." I think there is really nothing wrong with this sentence. It's just that
, as a human being, how can there be no good people and bad people? Apart from the big right and wrong, it will be a little blurry. It is said that human life is at stake, so this is a big right and wrong. For example, the great Ascension Realm monk, Du Mao, must have done many bad things in his life, and he must have done a lot of bad things.
Having done some good deeds, maybe even in Tongye Sect, he is a well-deserved ancestor of the ZTE, and countless disciples are willing to do the feats for him that they think they would sacrifice their lives for righteousness."
Lu Baixiang put his hands gently on his knees and said with a smile: "Do you think everyone is willing to be like you and make trouble for yourself? You go around in your mind all day long, struggling with right and wrong, why bother?
Many people practice martial arts, learn swordsmanship, and become gods. Many people just do it for their own pleasure. They act chivalrously and kill strangers and whole families for the sake of friendship, and they are regarded as heroic actions by the world. How can they count? For the sake of their father,
He robbed a prison car and killed officers and soldiers, killed them all in one go, and finally became a high official, leaving his name in history. It is regarded as an act of great filial piety. How does a heroic temperament count? If one person betrays me, I will betray the whole world. What kind of person is this?
Many people do it, and some people just can’t do it, but they still think so.”
Lu Baixiang patted his knees gently with both hands, "On the road of life, some people see a flower in the desolation. When they see it, they feel hope. Some people can't see others being good or right, so they can only see shit everywhere.
, I ate a mouthful of shit and thought it tasted pretty good, and I couldn’t help but see others not eating shit. After all...you can still be full if you eat shit.”
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but asked in a disgraceful manner: "How do you know?"
Chen Ping'an quickly said: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask."
Lu Baixiang gave an answer that Chen Pingan couldn't even think of, "I have eaten it."
Chen Pingan was silent.
Lu Baixiang looked calm and said with a smile: "Wei Xian and I have similar backgrounds. In fact, we are a little worse than him. We were orphans very early. The place in my hometown is not simple. When I was fourteen years old, I was raped by the evil boy in the village.
He was thrown into the manure pit, and two people were left standing guard. As soon as his head showed up, he would be beaten back with bamboo poles. I had no choice but to eat until I was full. After that, I sharpened a sharp knife."
Chen Pingan asked: "Did you stab them all to death?"
Lu Baixiang shook his head and said: "No, I calculated the right time and caught the first one. He was drunk. After stabbing him in the stomach, his legs and feet became weak. Afterwards, he was thrown into the county jail. What happened next?
, I couldn’t stay in my hometown, so I went to travel in the world. I said it was a world, but in fact I just made a living. Suddenly one day, I started to have a lot of adventures. I took some elixir that is only available for a thousand years, got this magical secret book, and met many confidantes.
.Probably due to low self-esteem and obsession, I just want to become like a child of an aristocratic family and a scholar. I like the word 'romantic' the most, but I am quite smart, I can learn everything quickly, and I can draw inferences about other cases, and what I do,
They all want to compete for the first place, but the only good thing is that if they can’t compete, it doesn’t matter, it’s okay to let it go.”
Chen Pingan sighed and said: "I know that Zhu Lian was born into a wealthy family. The real family of Zhongming Dingshi was slightly worse in the Sui Dynasty, but it was also a first-class general family. By chance, it became the blessed land of Lotus Roots.
The direct disciple of the largest sect. It’s hard to imagine that you are the founder of the demon sect in Ouhua Blessed Land.”
Lu Baixiang smiled knowingly and said: "Jianghu, in those days when I was proud of the princes, people in the martial arts world, no matter they were righteous or underworld, all liked to choose nicer names. I don't think there is anything strange about this. If you want to choose it, just choose it."
Only when you become famous as a demon sect and then do more decent things than a righteous sect can you be considered powerful. By the way, you don’t need to tell Chen Ping’an, I already know what kind of virtue the demon sect will be in the future. If you read too many history books, you will find that history is
It goes around like this, in the court, in the rivers and lakes, it's the same, draw a circle. Occasionally a moral saint or a martial arts genius will appear, then go out a little bit, make the circle wider, and the people behind will continue to circle."
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Occasionally, I will turn around and there is no edge."
Lu Baixiang nodded and said: "That's the climate of troubled times. People are like chickens and dogs, and their lives are like grass."
The two were silent for a long time.
Lu Baixiang asked: "By the way, I'm curious, why are you obsessed with reading and reasoning?"
"self-abasement."
"What's the explanation?"
"Whatever you lack, you want."
"Um?"
"My parents can walk around and live alone. It's hard to get scolded and it's hard to be praised. I just hope to do everything right and not let my neighbors poke my spine. After scolding me, they can scold my parents again.
Even if I'm so poor that I can't even make a ding-dong sound, I'm afraid of being poor. So I like to listen to people's reasoning, and I also like money. I don't like to owe others money, but I don't like others to owe me money."
Lu Baixiang held it in for a long time before saying: "It's really...real."
While the two were chatting, Zhu Lian moved a stool and read a book under the eaves. As the number one person in Lotus Flower Land in the past, he still had some good eyesight.
On the right side of Sui was standing at the door with his hands behind his hands.
After hearing what Chen Pingan said about "owing money".
Sui Zuo snorted coldly and walked back to his room.
Zhu Lian chuckled and continued reading.
Lu Baixiang said goodbye and left. After standing up, he clasped his fists and said, "I have learned a lesson."
Chen Pingan waved his hand and said with a smile: "You can pull him down."
Suddenly I remembered something.
Otherwise, a dead horse becomes a live doctor? Try it tomorrow and teach Pei Qian that his sword energy stops at eighteen?
But Chen Pingan was hesitant.
After thinking about it carefully, I decided to take another look.
In that unknown little inn, the old man from a foreign country who claimed to be a worldly expert, after taking a bath and changing clothes, sat upright at the table.
Take out a large number of scrolls, there must be twenty-three.
There are also large and small bowls with different depths of water.
There are a lot of other messes.
They are all artifacts that carry the magical power of the "Flower in the Mirror, Water and Moon" of the Immortal Family on the mountain.
If Chen Ping'an had been present, he would have noticed that on that windy and snowy night, the boy in Tsing Yi carefully brought out the bowl of water, and then slobbered as he watched the fairy Su Jia wield the sword.
Presumably if the child in green clothes met this old man, he would probably cry and call him his ancestor.
In fact, the boy in Tsing Yi's own nickname, Yujiang Xiaolangjun, was inspired by a senior who was nicknamed "Jade-faced Xiaolangjun" and was the same as the unknown high-stakes man on the mountain who called himself "One-foot Gun".
The first two people in their "mountain" are definitely the kind of old-timers who carry the leadership, and are highly respected! These two old people are very heroic. The first time they met was to argue about Su Jia in Zhengyang Mountain and
He Xiaoliang, who rarely appears in public in Shengaozong, who is the number one fairy in Aquarius Continent? The jade-faced young man said it was Su Jia, who has enough immortality and popularity, but He Xiaoliang is beautiful, but there is something missing.
Human touch, on the other hand, is not perfect. Yi Chi Gun retorted angrily, and then the two sides began to throw Xiaoshu money into the "white bowl of water" just to say one sentence and refute the other's.
After the small refining, the snow money can also be thrown into various mirror flowers and water moon artifacts, but the spiritual energy is not enough to transmit words.
Then it will become the aura of the mountains and rivers where the fairies are located. Don’t underestimate the amount of money spent on each piece of snow. A little will make a lot. There are really some small hills. Because the fairies are beautiful and good at winning over wealthy people, the aura of the mountains and rivers will be
Big rise.
As for a small sum of money, it is enough to support the person who spends money to say a word or two.
Yi Chi Qiang and the jade-faced young man had a quarrel, and each spent seventy or eighty Xiaoshu coins! That's seven or eight Guyu coins each!
Become famous in one battle.
I don't know how many fairies from small sects hope that the two old gods will "come to my humble home" and spend a lot of money on them.
It's just that Yi Chi Qiang generally doesn't talk much and just throws money silently. On the other hand, the handsome young man is very carefree. He likes to talk loudly after throwing money and likes the enthusiastic flattery of a fairy.
The old man looked at the table for a long time, and finally selected a scroll. After opening it, after waiting for a moment, mist from the mountains and rivers rose and filled the air. Soon, an elegantly decorated house appeared, and a young fairy walked out with a pipa in her arms.
Behind him, a maid with a stiff face followed silently, and finally stood obediently in the corner.
After the fairy played a pipa song, no one's words echoed through the house.
This means that there are still no high-rollers who have spent a small sum of money, or they have spent it without saying anything, but the possibility of the latter is extremely small.
The fairy forced a smile and said some dry words. After all, she was not a brothel girl in the secular market, and she had just been asked by her master to do such a thing, but she was still restrained.
At this moment, someone suddenly asked with a smile: "Xiao Langjun, are you here?"
Almost instantly someone said coldly: "Not here."
The fairy was so surprised that she quickly stood up and cast a Wanfu towards the front, "Greetings to the two senior immortals, Xiao Feisheng and Wu Shijing."
This is the nickname of Yi Chi Qiang and Jade Face Young Master...
After calming down the excitement of catching two big fish, the fairy sat back down and started to play a pipa with all her heart to reward the two big benefactors who spent a lot of money.
She caught a glimpse of the wooden maid from the corner of her eye. Her eyes were slightly cold, but she said with a smile: "Shi Qiu, why don't you quickly say thank you to the two old gods?"
The maid then gave him a blessing.
After the fairy finished playing a song, the old man of the inn threw in a small summer coin and asked: "Little Master, I will come back to see you when I arrive at Laolong City. Let us have a few drinks together."
Xiao Langjun's reply was quite concise and to the point: "Get out."
The old man lost his summer money again, "Why are you like this? I'm here to visit you, so you don't have to move, and it won't take up a few days of your time."
Xiao Langjun: "No time."
The old man was anxious, "No, there's always time for a meal?"/p
Xiao Langjun said, "No."
The old man in the inn said angrily: "Martial Arts Realm! You are a Qi practitioner, do you really think you are a master of the 10th martial arts realm?"
Xiao Langjun: "Why don't you call me Xiao Feisheng? Why don't you go up to the sky to poop and pee? If you have this ability, I will definitely open my mouth wide on the top of the mountain and continue."
The old man in the inn began to change his strategy: "Young man, you are such a heroic man, how can you bear to let me travel thousands of miles in vain?"
The young man was silent for a moment, and the old man waited nervously for the answer. Finally, the young man said calmly: "Then come here."
The old man of the inn didn't care about being embarrassed in front of the fairy, and said happily: "Thank you, thank you. Then we have settled. When we get back to the gate of your gang, I will give you a code."
Young Man: "Shut up."
The old man was very happy and said, "That's your order! We'll meet later and we can have a good chat."
If the disciples of the Jade Gui Sect, the second largest immortal sect in Tongye Continent, were here and saw such a flattering and shameless side of their old sect leader, they would probably be able to stare out their eyes and be unable to pick them up even if they were dropped on the ground.
In a few days, it will be New Year's Eve.
That night, after dinner, Pei Qian helped Zhu Lian clear the table, finished copying the books, and went to the front shop to find Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping'an has poured the pot of wine that Fan Junmao "betted" into the sword-raising gourd. He can drink at most two or three sips a day. Too much will be harmful to the body and mind.
Everything in the world is like this, too much is too little, cherishing blessings and greedy for blessings are just a matter of a thought.
Chen Pingan had just finished a sip of Xiaolianzhi wine, and his face turned slightly red. Pei Qian stood on the other side of the counter, standing on tiptoes, and remained quiet, watching Chen Pingan drink with wide eyes.
Chen Pingan put down the sword gourd and asked casually: "Do you want to miss the blessed land of lotus root?"
Pei Qian shook his head.
Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "Don't you miss your parents too?"
Pei Qian hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
She asked: "Are you angry?"
Chen Pingan did not give a yes or no, but asked: "Why don't you want to?"
Pei Qian looked calm and curled his lips and said, "I just don't want to think about it."
Seeing Chen Pingan, he still didn't seem angry.
The skinny little girl lay on the counter, slapped the talisman on her forehead, remained silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "There was a disaster in my hometown. When I fled, my mother died of starvation on the road.
It was my father who took me outside the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. Along the way, my mother was forced by my father to find another man in exchange for a few bites of food. At first, my mother was unwilling, so my father grabbed me.
My hair was beaten to death, and all I could do was cry at that time. I wanted to stop him, but my father also knocked me to the ground. He was a man, and he was very strong. Later, my mother gave me food in exchange, and my father ate the most.
, my mother is less, I am the least. Once, I woke up in the middle of the night and found my mother sneaking out, carrying me on her back, eating a black steamed bun alone, so I went back to sleep. Later,
My mother seemed to be sick, but my father didn't care. At first, she was carrying me on her back. Then one day, my father told me that my mother was starving to death. Later, my father found someone, but he couldn't sell me.
He asked me to steal other people's things, and I was beaten several times. He called me stupid, and I walked and walked all the way until I got to the outside of the capital. My father was more fortunate. Rich people outside the city opened porridge shops.
There were also big white steamed buns. My dad ate them quickly, or something, as if he was eating the steamed buns to death. I just looked at them. I don’t know why, but I only had one thought. I don’t know if my dad can catch up when we get down there.
If I can catch up with my mother, can I be my companion?"
Chen Pingan leaned forward, reached out and touched the little girl's head, "Go to bed early."
Pei Qian smiled, sighed, jumped to bed, and yelled, "I have a talisman? Monsters and ghosts, leave quickly!"
Chen Ping'an sat there alone.
After that day, Chen Pingan became more and more strict with Pei Qian, and would even sit next to Pei Qian every day and watch her copy the book word by word.