Chapter four hundred and twentieth third world and slow
Mrs. Xiao Luan stood outside the door in a daze and did not leave for a long time. When she hesitated whether to knock on the door again, she turned around and saw the inconspicuous ricket old man.
Going to the corridor for the banquet in Xuemang Hall, Mrs. Xiao Luan is good at observing words and expressions. When she first met this person, from the length of each breath to the sound of the footsteps hitting the bottom, it was very hidden. It was actually that he deliberately maintained the five realms of martial arts cultivation.
Because, this time the old guy appeared on the fourth floor quietly, with a martial arts atmosphere similar to that of Sun Dengxian.
It can be seen that he must be a deep-seated person.
Mrs. Xiao Luan could only tell that this old servant was a master whose martial arts was higher than that of Sun Dengxian, but she could not tell whether he had already reached the golden realm and started to climb the steps to the end of martial arts.
Not being able to see the depth of a pure martial artist meant that Xiao Luan had to be careful.
The rickety old man smiled so much that Baihu River Goddess almost got goosebumps, and the words he said made her feel uncomfortable all over, "Mrs. Xiao Luan, have you been rejected by my young master? Don't take it to heart, my young master has always been like this, not
For Madam alone."
Mrs. Xiao Luan thought about her words, looked calm, and said with a smile: "Old sir, it rained suddenly tonight. You also know that I am the river god, so you will naturally feel close to me. I finally got rid of the drunkenness, so I took this opportunity to go out at night.
Ziqi Palace, I happened to see your young master practicing boxing in the corridor upstairs. I thought Mr. Chen was a Taoist and a young swordsman with a bright future. I never thought that Mr. Chen’s boxing skills were so good.
, not inferior to any of our Jianghu masters in Huang Tingguo, I was really curious and took the liberty to visit this place. I was rude."
Zhu Lian Dayi said solemnly: "It's not rude, it's not rude. There are only reckless men in the world who don't understand the style and are rude to the beauty. Whatever the beauty says and does, it's not rude!"
Xiao Luan didn't want to be entangled with this person. What happened tonight was destined to end in vain, so there was no need to stay here and waste time.
Furthermore, do you really think she has no sense of shame? The majestic god of the third largest river in Huang Ting Kingdom is already not inferior to the gods of the five mountains in the country. If Wu Yi and Ziyang Mansion were not too strong, and now they are sitting on the momentum, they will be next to them.
Otherwise, Xiao Luan would have been treated like Chen Ping'an would have enjoyed tonight at any other banquet party in Huang Tingguo.
So Xiao Luan said a few polite words and planned to leave.
Everything is really going wrong in Ziyang Mansion. If you leave this treasure house tonight, you will still have headaches waiting behind you.
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Madam, please stay."
Xiao Luan was very angry, but he still looked graceful and elegant. He asked doubtfully: "Is there something wrong, old gentleman? If you are not in a hurry, you can chat with me tomorrow."
Zhu Lian stretched out a palm and shook it, "What kind of old man am I? Compared with Mrs. Xiao Luan's long years, I am just a young man with a slightly older face. Mrs. Xiao Luan can call me Xiao Zhu, Lu.
The Zhu with rosy temples and bright red ink is not in a hurry. I am just sitting in the Xue Mang Hall and I don’t have the courage to propose a toast to Madam. It just so happens that it’s late at night and there are no outsiders. I just want to be like Madam and have a night tour of Ziyang Mansion.
I wonder what your interest is, Madam?"
Xiao Luan felt more nauseous than after drinking four jars of Laojiao's saliva wine.
She still smiled at each other, "It's late at night, and I will leave Ziyang Mansion tomorrow morning and return to Baihu River. I'm a little tired. I want to rest early, but I hope you can understand me."
Zhu Lian was already striding forward, "I must be considerate of Madam! Then allow me to escort Madam back to her residence. I really can't worry about Madam going back alone. Madam's country is beautiful and fragrant. Although she has the awe-inspiring and inviolable bearing of a peerless beauty,
But I always feel that even if some of the night watch monks from Ziyang Mansion look at Madam twice more, I will feel very distressed. No, no, no, Madam, don’t think about it for me, I must give it to Madam!"
Xiao Luan laughed it off. With her Qi-nurturing skills, she could hardly help but speak harshly.
She turned around directly, neither refusing nor agreeing. As soon as she walked out of the building, her curvy and graceful figure turned into a rainbow and disappeared. If you have the ability, follow her.
She never thought that Zhu Lian would appear next to her in an instant and swim with her in the wind!
Xiao Luan was so shaken that he almost fell to the ground.
Traveling far away!
This old pervert is actually a pure martial artist in the eighth realm?!
The number one martial artist who has been famous in Huang Ting Kingdom for more than 40 years is only in the Golden Body realm.
Zhu Lian followed Xiao Luan, "Madam, I read in a miscellaneous book that once the dragons and river spirits in the world are in love, there will be rain and dew falling on the human world. Is it true or false?"
Mrs. Xiao Luan was so ashamed and angry that she hated the man behind the scenes. She even wanted to throw the bad old man next to her into the Baihu River, peel off his soul, twist it into wicks, hang up a lantern, and illuminate the water house!
Zhu Lian was still thinking about himself and said: "It is really a great joy in life to be able to travel to Ziyang Mansion with Mrs. Xiao Luan at night. I am not afraid of Mrs. jokes if I tell it. Xiao Zhu, I like to write travel notes in my life, recording strange people and strange things in thousands of mountains and rivers.
, I have always wanted to publish a travelogue one day in the future. I feel that I am lucky enough to have a night trip with my wife tonight. I must describe it in the travelogue with vivid colors. After the book is published, I will personally bring the book to my door and give a copy to my wife!"
Xiao Luan was so angry that her teeth were itching, her breathing was unsteady, and her chest was heaving. The outfit she was wearing tonight that she felt was too much was the one who had forced her to put it on.
Zhu Lian glanced at the magnificent scene that seemed so close to heaven and earth, quickly turned his head, looked at the Tieguan River, and said loudly: "What a beautiful scenery!"
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Zhu Lian had already returned to his residence on the second floor.
In the room on the other side of the treasure building, Chen Ping'an was completely sleepless. He simply lit a lamp and started to read books. After reading for a while, he said with lingering fear: "What does a knight-errant romance novel say, the hero is saddened by the powder formation?
This Jiang Shen Empress is too... ungrateful! Xue Mangtang, I kindly helped you once, how can you harm me like this! I only heard that the Ren Xia person did not have an overnight feud and settled it that night
, How about you repay the favor like this? Damn it, if you weren’t worried about giving Zhu Lian the mistaken impression that there is no three hundred taels of silver in this place, a slap in the face would be considered light... If even the slightest bit of news about this gets out, I won’t be stained on my crotch.
It’s full of yellow mud, isn’t it all shit?”
Chen Pingan wiped the sweat from his forehead and babbled, cursing the Baihu River Water Goddess.
In the end, Chen Ping'an had no choice but to find an excuse to comfort himself, "The long journey to the Ouhua Blessed Land was not in vain. If it had been the time before, I might have stupidly opened the door for her and entered the house."
Gradually calming down, Chen Pingan began to read books attentively. It was a Buddhist scripture. At that time, he borrowed six books from the Shanya Academy library, including Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and Mohism. Lord Mao Shan said there was no need to rush to return it, what?
At that time, Chen Ping'an thought he had read it thoroughly, so he just asked someone to send it back to the academy.
Chen Pingan suddenly closed the book, walked out of the house, and came to the corridor railing.
When things go wrong, there must be monsters.
The rain outside the building has stopped, and the night is falling.
Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to hold the railing and walked slowly, his palms filled with broken raindrops. The rainwater merged into one and was slightly refreshing.
Chen Pingan opened his palms and looked down.
He jumped on the railing and walked slowly, looking into the distance. He saw the Tiequan River outside Ziyang Mansion and the green mountains beyond the river.
I am currently in the high building of the Treasure Pavilion of Ziyang Mansion and Ziqi Palace in Huang Ting Kingdom, on the railing under the eaves.
Thoughts drift away.
Chen Ping'an recalled his previous trip to Qingluan Kingdom, where he heard local people talking about the debate between Buddhism and Taoism in a restaurant, because there was a story about a monk holding an umbrella outside and hiding from the rain under the eaves of a Confucian scholar.
If it rains while you are on your way, you will naturally seek shelter from the rain on the eaves.
I also remember that Lu Tai once lamented in the courtyard of Feiyingbao that most of the regrets in the world are the three words "cannot be retained". The deepest words from the bottom of his heart are just a slow comment about various scenery and various people.
Lu Tai also said that it is difficult for us to truly empathize with the many sufferings in the world. Therefore, when suffering comes and falls on a specific person, everyone will be caught off guard.
Go slowly.
slow.
The old Taoist who is the master of the Taoist temple is observing the Tao in the various forms of sentient beings in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land. The unknown old Taoist whose Taoist teachings reach the sky can obviously control the long river of time in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, whether it is fast, slow or stagnant.
Not moving forward.
But the torrent of time in the four worlds, let alone controlling it, is trying to stop it. It is said that even the Taoist ancestors can't do it. Therefore, the sage master once observed the water and had enlightenment. He died like this, not giving up day and night.
Cui Dongshan said that all the immortal mansions on the mountaintops and the cities on earth have mysteries. In addition, wars and the knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought all involve the speed of the passage of time. It is the saints who hope to find another way to slow down.
Why do the saints of the three religions who have already stood so high and seen so far have to slow down?
What do they see in the eyes of the Holy Master, the Buddha and the Taoist ancestors, these three saints who created the world? So much so that they must "wait a minute" to establish three worlds in the world?
The first time he and Cui Dongshan traveled to Huang Tingguo, one time on the mountain top, Cui Dongshan accompanied him to practice boxing. He once said with a smile that when the wheel of history moves forward, it will inevitably crush many flowers and plants.
These are not the heartless words of an emperor, but the compassionate words of a Chinese scholar. The scholar hopes that all those in power who saw these words, or the big shots who were sitting on that carriage at that time, can bow their heads.
Take a look at those pulpy flowers and plants.
The world is slowly getting better, do you need to worry? As long as it is getting better and in the right direction, it doesn't matter how slow it is. Of course, there is no need to worry.
If the world is getting worse, for example, if the wheel of history rolls over with great force, crushing countless flowers and plants along the way, even if someone wants to lower their head and take a look, they may not be able to see clearly.
How about making amends?
That’s why you have to go slower?
Because if you proceed slowly, even if you stray into the wrong path, does it mean that you have the opportunity to make corrections?
Or, could there be less suffering in the world?
Chen Pingan walked slowly on the railing again and again. When he reached the end, he turned his head and repeated back and forth, walking on the left and right ends of the railing again and again.
At this moment, Chen Ping'an didn't know that deep in a person's heart he was unaware of, every profound thought, they were like seeds in the heart, they would sprout, many of them might die on the way, but some of them would be born somewhere.
The sky blossoms and bears fruit.
Chen Ping'an would not know that the words carefully carved on the bamboo slips with a carving knife were chewed and recited repeatedly by him, and he would even ask Pei Qian to show his heartfelt approval and regard for the words in the bright sun.
Bamboo slips with beautiful words.
Regardless of whether the words are good or bad, the principles are right or wrong, these are the seeds he sows in his heart.
Chen Ping'an is not an isolated case. In fact, it happens to everyone in the world, but he may not use the method of carving bamboo slips to embody it. A certain complaint from his parents or a certain teaching from Mr. Confucius can be read over and over again.
The sentences in the book that I read again, the old sayings and truths that I heard many times and finally suddenly enlightened one day, the green mountains and green waters I saw, the beloved women I missed, and the friends I lost, are all in everyone's heart.
Seeds, waiting to bloom.
Chen Ping'an still didn't know, he was just walking along the railing as a leisurely walk.
In the small world of the human body, in the water mansion with the water mark, the children in green stopped what they were busy doing and held their breaths one by one to concentrate.
And outside the mansion with the golden gallbladder, there is the sleeping fire dragon. Inside the mansion, there is a little man in a golden Confucian shirt with a long sword on his back and several small golden books hanging on his waist. His golden light becomes more and more condensed and shining.
Shining like a god molding a golden body.
It's just that the little man in Confucian robes with golden light flowing all over his body is constantly having bits and pieces of golden light flowing out, obviously not stable.
It was full of expectations, looking forward to the moment when Chen Pingan stopped on the railing.
Chen Pingan was still walking slowly.
This time after leaving Cliff Academy, Chen Pingan asked Zhu Lian and Shi Rou a question on the way.
If you kill a good person who did nothing wrong, you can save ten people. They shook their heads. When Chen Ping'an increased the number of people, saving ten people turned into saving thousands and saving ten thousand people, Shi Rou began to hesitate.
Only Zhu Lian said frankly that even if he could save the entire world, he would not kill that person.
Chen Pingan asked why.
Zhu Lian smiled and gave the answer: I was worried that I was the one who was killed.
Zhu Lian turned around and asked Chen Pingan for his answer.
Chen Ping'an said that he couldn't give an answer. Only when he really gets to that point would he know his true intentions and choices.
In the Qi Mansion, the little man in golden Confucian shirt was a little anxious. He wanted to rush out of the mansion door several times, run out of the small world of the human body, and reward Chen Ping'an with a few big chestnuts. You thought differently, thinking that these things are doomed for the time being.
What should you do with the huge problem? Don’t neglect your duties, and don’t let a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity pass you by! The general direction you thought about before is the right one! Quickly put that crucial word "slow" into your mind.
, that word that has been ignored by the secular world, think further and deeper! As long as you think clearly and have a clear understanding, this is your chance to reach the upper five realms in the future!
But these inside stories, if it were told directly to Chen Pingan, it would put Chen Pingan into an extremely bad mood.
Chen Pingan finally stopped on the railing.
The little men in golden Confucian shirts and the boys in green clothes in the two mansions are full of expectations.
Then the boys in green looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter.
It turned out that after Chen Pingan stood still, his pure thoughts at that moment were that he began to miss a girl, and his thoughts were particularly ungentlemanly. He actually thought about meeting her again at the Sword Qi Great Wall next time.
Holding hands, you need to be more courageous. If Miss Ning doesn't want to, the worst possible outcome is to be beaten and scolded. I believe the two of them will still be together, but if Miss Ning is actually willing, Chen Ping'an is waiting for him.
What about taking the initiative? You are a big man, you have no courage, you are coy, is that cool?
Chen Ping'an jumped off the railing and felt sleepy. When he walked towards the house, he used his fists to encourage himself, "It's outrageous, it must be outrageous! Besides, it's not like you haven't hugged Miss Ning on the other side of Hanging Mountain.
It’s just that I was confused that time. I can’t remember any feeling. How can this be done? Kiss me... Chen Ping’an is looking for death? You can’t think about this. This is a bit fast. Why don’t you think about it so slowly?
? With Miss Yu Ning, it’s better to cook it more slowly and slowly... it’s so damn good..."
The children in green were all laughing and rolling on the ground.
It's not that all Chen Pingan's thoughts can be known by them, with the exception of tonight, because what Chen Pingan thinks is too deeply involved in his state of mind. It has already touched the roots, what he thinks is so big, and his soul is so powerful that it almost covers the entire small world of the human body.
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The little man in Confucian robes, clad in a rich golden light that almost formed a golden core in his heart, fell back and couldn't help but curse: "Chen Ping'an, you uncle!"
After scolding, it started laughing instead.
Although tonight's "flowering and fruiting" is not perfect and far from flawless, it has actually been of great benefit to Chen Ping'an and to him.
For example, the prototype of the golden elixir in the heart of the little man in the golden Confucian shirt was Mao Xiaodong's greatest expectation for Chen Ping'an to refine Shen Wen's golden elixir.
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Mrs. Xiao Luan, her maid, and her master and servant lived alone in a single courtyard in a remote area of Ziyang Mansion.
If the three of them were to be arranged together with Sun Dengxian, even with Mrs. Xiao Luan's temperament, she would fall out.
At this moment, Mrs. Xiao Luan was standing in the lobby, and someone was sitting there. The maid had been put into a comatose state by that person using a secret method.
The man glanced sideways at the Baihu River Water Goddess who was wearing a dress that was too tight, with a strange smile.
Mrs. Xiao Luan's face was full of embarrassment.
This person is none other than Wu Yi, who calls himself Lord Dongling, the true master of Ziyang Mansion.
No matter how courageous Madam Xiao Luan was, she would certainly not dare to enter the forbidden Ziqi Palace without authorization. She would also dare to knock on Chen Pingan's door wearing a dress that was no better than that of a courtesan in a brothel.
It's all Wu Yi's request.
Wu Yi did not use his cultivation to suppress others, but only gave Mrs. Xiao Luan an offer that she could not refuse.
Regarding the Yujiang Water God's attempt to harm the Baihu River Water God Mansion through his connections with Longquan County.
The master of the palace, Huang Chu, has promised Mrs. Xiao Luan that he will help the river god stop his sneaky actions.
For this reason, Baihujiang Water God Mansion will need to pay a large sum of money to Ziyang Mansion every ten years for worshiping gods. From then on, Baihujiang River, like Tieguan River, became a vassal dependence of Ziyang Mansion, but Baihujiang Water God Mansion was
On the other hand, it is not all about losing money and eliminating disasters. It is just a small benefit to relieve an urgent need. After taking refuge in Ziyang Mansion, although it is inevitable to move further and further away from the current Hong Emperor and draw a clear line, Huang Chu promised Mrs. Xiao Luan that she will not be able to
The 900-mile Baihu River stretched to 1,200 miles within a hundred years! The money had to come from the Water God Mansion, but all the resistance from the court from the Huang Ting Kingdom and the desperate counterattack of the landscape gods who had been deprived of their strength were the same as Ziyang Mansion.
You can help to settle the matter. Baihujiang Shuishen Mansion only needs to pay to hire Ziyang Mansion monks according to the market price, and they can suppress and kill them all the way.
Money is easy to find, but the length of the Baihu River determines the size and thickness of a large river's water transportation. Not only does it require the court's nod to agree to dig a waterway, but it will also inevitably encounter various strong resistances during the process. It is by no means just having money, and the Baihu River is as long as
One thousand two hundred miles later, the jurisdiction of the Baihu River water area will increase. The counties, cities, green mountains and beautiful waters surrounding the river will all be included under the jurisdiction of the Baihu River Water God Palace. By then, the annual income will become extremely considerable. This is
What Mrs. Xiao Luan has always dreamed of is that a hundred years later, let alone surpassing Yujiang and successfully becoming the second largest river in Huangting Kingdom, even if she can leave Hanshijiang behind in one go, or even be promoted to the Water God Palace one day in the future, it can be imagined now.
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This is the real reason why Mrs. Xiao Luan is so humble in Xuemang Hall.
She must firmly grasp this prospect!
This is no longer about enduring for a while and calming down, but about enduring for a while so that the road can go straight and the incense is flourishing.
So after Wu Yi found Mrs. Xiao Luan, he proposed a second deal. Mrs. Xiao Luan, who was already full of longing for the future, weighed the pros and cons and hesitated, but still suppressed all the grievances, grief, anger and shame in her heart.
Choose to nod and agree.
Wu Yi said that as long as Xiao Luan was willing to climb into Chen Ping'an's bed tonight, having that night of fun would be equivalent to doing Wu Yi and Ziyang Mansion a favor, and Wu Yi would completely make the Tieguan River become the Baihu River.
As a vassal, Jixiang Temple can no longer pretend to be powerful and use a river temple to compete with a large river water palace. From now on, she, Wu Yi, will say good things to Xiao Luan and the Baihu River Water God Palace on the side of the Dali Dynasty. As for the final
Wu Yi would not promise anything in exchange for a piece of peace and quiet, but at least she would personally handle the matter.
So there was Mrs. Xiao Luan's charming night visit.
Even that light rain was a deceitful trick used by Wu Yi in the jurisdiction of Ziyang Mansion, in order to prove to Chen Ping'an that Mrs. Xiao Luan is indeed in love with you, a Jiang Shen who sincerely admires you and falls in love with you at first sight.
Your Majesty, why not take the initiative to dedicate yourself and forge a casual marriage without any responsibility? In addition, there is another mystery. Earlier, Wu Yi deliberately mentioned the karma of killing dragons, which is a monster. It was not a lie, it was a fact.
She could see that there was indeed a cause and effect on Chen Ping'an. How to solve it? Naturally, she would use the incense and merit of the Baihu River Water Goddess to help eliminate it. Wu Yi said straightforwardly that she would make up for this loss with fairy money.
Mrs. Xiao Luan, after thinking about it, also agreed.
Unfortunately, Mrs. Xiao Luan returned without success.
That Chen Pingan didn't even let her in.
Wu Yi slowly said: "Xiao Luan, you can't even seize such a big opportunity.
What a waste."
Mrs. Xiao Luan smiled bitterly.
Wu Yi suddenly asked: "Is it because Chen Ping'an is not interested in women like you? Your maid looks younger and has decent looks, so let her give it a try?"
Mrs. Xiao Luan shook her head and said: "She probably won't even be able to enter Yuanjun's building. That guy named Zhu Lian is a martial artist in the Far Traveling Realm. He has been pestering me for a long time. He seems to be frivolous, but in fact, at the last moment, he treats me
They all had murderous intentions, Zhu Lian deliberately didn't hide it, so if it were her, she might be beaten to death outside the building, and the body would either be thrown out of the Ziqi Palace, or simply thrown into the Tieguan River and flowed downstream.
It can just float down to our Baihu River."
Wu Yi rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "What does Chen Pingan think?"
Mrs. Xiao Luan looked helpless. At that time, the guy closed the door without saying a word. Wasn't she angry?
Wu Yi looked at Mrs. Xiao Luan and said, "Xiao Luan, your beauty is already second to none in our Huang Ting Kingdom, right? Where can I find a good-looking woman for him? The secular woman at the foot of the mountain is fine for you to take a look at.
In fact, which one doesn't stink? Xiao Luan, do you think it's a plump woman like you who doesn't have an appetite for Chen Ping'an? He only likes petite and exquisite girls, or those who are extraordinarily tall? "
Mrs. Xiao Luan shook her head.
She really doesn't know.
Wu Yi sighed, "Then tell me, is Chen Ping'an a normal man?"
Mrs. Xiao Luan said softly: "It should be so."
Wu Yi said seriously: "What do you think of me?"
Mrs. Xiao Luan's spine felt chilly. From Chen Pingan, to his subordinate Zhu Lian, and then to the ancestor of the Ziyang Mansion in front of her, they were all unreasonable lunatics.
She had to weigh her words carefully and said something beautiful carefully, "Yuanjun has such an honorable status, how can he wrong himself in this way?"
Wu Yi waved his hands, a little frustrated, "Forget it, it's hard for you, Xiao Luan, to break into the attic and attack the overlord Chen Ping'an."
Wu Yi stood up, "But this deal, even if it doesn't work tonight, will still work for a while. You still have a chance, Xiao Luan, you can decide what to do."
Suddenly, first Wu Yi and then Xiao Luan, with solemn expressions, noticed an unusual... Dao aura.
High, ethereal, majestic, mighty, to name a few, it is indescribably wonderful.
Both of them guessed some clues.
Wu Yi said sternly: "Xiao Luan! How about it?"
Xiao Luan's mind was filled with excitement. He no longer hesitated at all, and his fighting spirit was high. The inner answer of the Baihu River Water Goddess was already unwavering.
Compared to that time when she "encountered" the ancestors of Emperor Hong on the banks of the Baihu River, Mrs. Xiao Luan's thoughts were even more intense.
After Wu Yi strode away, Mrs. Xiao Luan returned to the house to rest. She lay on the bed and tossed and turned, unable to sleep at night.
It rained again that night in Ziyang Mansion.
Zhu Lian stood in the corridor under the eaves of the second floor and said with a strange smile: "Okay, I'm serious about it."
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Chen Ping'an didn't know this.
When he returned to the house, the light on the table was still on.
Chen Ping'an continued to flip through the book, looking at it, and using the dim yellow light, he raised his head and looked around.
The book says that some people's hearts are like a demon mirror, making it impossible for the ghosts and monsters around them to hide.
But Chen Ping'an hoped that his original intention was just an oil lamp, placed on the table of his family's bare-walled ancestral house in Mubo Lane, and that he could see the dust and moths that accompany him through that light.
If a guest comes to the house, he or she can see a small, crude pottery pot placed on the yellow clay window sill by Chen Ping'an, with a swaying grass inside.
Chen Pingan was lying on the table.
Resting his chin on the back of his hands, Chen Pingan stared at the light.
He actually vaguely knew that there was something waiting for him to face.
Chen Pingan thought about many possibilities and felt that he was not afraid at all.
Only one thing, one person.
Chen Ping'an didn't dare to think too much.
There is no difference between closeness and distance in the world. This is what Chen Pingan said himself.
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Pei Qian suddenly woke up and sat up, as if he had a nightmare.
She thought for a while, but had forgotten the content of the nightmare. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, still a little confused, so she found a talisman, put it on her forehead, and fell back to sleep.
She can see through people's hearts and see a person's state of mind, such as the bloody storm of the old cook Zhu Lian, with only one tall building standing, such as the deep pool in Cuidong Mountain, with golden books scattered on the bank.
She hid the biggest secret in her heart, and she didn't even tell her master Chen Ping'an.
As long as she looked at Chen Pingan with her heart, she would feel like she was in a small well. Looking up, there was probably a light placed on the mouth of the well, a small light, which should have scared her the most.
The coward who was afraid of the dark felt warm and longing, but she did that many times in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, looking up at the scorching sun in the sky, which made her eyes burn and tears flowed, but every time the scar healed, she forgot about it.
Feeling the pain, she couldn't help but keep looking up.
When she lowered her head and looked down, she saw a bright moon rising slightly on the water at the bottom of the well. Below it, there was a shadow, as if there was a dragon swimming in it that should have been terrifying, but was particularly close to her heart.
The water in this well in Master's heart is spreading upward.
Maybe one day, the bright moon in the water will meet the light on the wellhead.
While Pei Qian was sleeping soundly, she subconsciously put her hand on her heart. There was a small bag of tips Cui Dongshan taught her hidden there. She said that if her master was heartbroken and angry one day, she would take it out and give it to her.
Master.
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Chen Ping'an didn't sleep all night.
On the spur of the moment, he decided not to stay in Ziyang Mansion and was about to go on his way, so he asked Zhu Lian to inform the steward, as a way of saying hello to Wu Yi.
Unexpectedly, Huang Chu, the master of the palace, rushed over quickly and tried his best to persuade Chen Pingan to stay. He said that if Chen Pingan left Ziyang Mansion like this, he, the palace master, could take the blame and resign. No matter what, Chen Pingan was asked to stay for another day or two.
He asked Chen Pingan to take Chen Pingan to browse the scenery near Ziyang Mansion. Then he told Chen Pingan the news that Yuanjun's ancestor had gone to Hanshi River, but the ancestor said before leaving that Chen Pingan and the others left Ziyang Mansion.
At that time, you can choose one thing from the first to fourth floors of the Treasure Pavilion of Ziqi Palace as a farewell gift from Ziyang Mansion. If Chen Pingan doesn't accept it, that's fine. He, the master of the palace, will treat it as Chen Pingan's.
Next, pick the four most precious items and smash them on the spot.
Chen Pingan could no longer guess what kind of medicine Wu Yi was selling in his gourd.
This kind of shameless hospitality is so unreasonable, even Wei Bo would never have such a big face.
Chen Ping'an naturally wanted to leave this place of right and wrong immediately. It didn't matter whether Huang Chu smashed the four treasures or not. In front of him, Wu Yi showed his courtesy without having anything to do. Later, Mrs. Xiao Luan visited and knocked on the door at night. Chen Ping'an was really worried about this.
Ziyang Mansion has a psychological shadow.
But Huang Chu seemed to have expected it, and he didn't even have any shame. He also imitated his ancestors and put on a scoundrel face, saying whether Huang Chu can still be the master of the palace depends on Mr. Chen's thoughts. Could it be that in a day or two?
Traveling around the mountains and rivers, asking the Ziyang Mansion to show some kindness as a landlord, Mr. Chen refused to agree? Watching Huang Chu lose his position as the master of the mansion?
After discussing with Zhu Lianshirou, Chen Ping'an decided to remain unchanged in response to all changes and agreed to Huang Chu to stay one more day to see the nearby scenery.
As a result, when the Ziyang Mansion sent someone to lead the way, Chen Ping'an felt regretful, while Zhu Lian was obviously gloating about the misfortune and didn't think it was a bad thing.
It turned out that Mrs. Xiao Luan, who had restored her graceful demeanor, was responsible for taking Chen Ping'an and his party on a tour of the mountains and rivers.
Chen Ping'an bit the bullet and took a boat docked at the Tiejuan River and sailed upstream.
In the night.
The group returned to Ziyang Mansion.
Wu Yi stood in the small courtyard of Xiao Luan's residence and asked with a smile: "How is it?"
Mrs. Xiao Luan stopped talking.
Wu Yi looked unhappy and said: "Just say it!"
Mrs. Xiao Luan sighed, "I allowed me to give him all kinds of hints along the way, and later I was honest with him and expressed my longing for him. From the beginning to the end, Chen Pingan didn't give me a good look or say a word."
.But before getting off the boat, Chen Pingan said a few words to me."
Wu Yi asked curiously: "Which two sentences?"
Mrs. Xiao Luan smiled bitterly and said: "The first sentence is, 'Mrs. Xiao Luan, are you deliberately trying to kill me?'"
Wu Yi was confused.
Mrs. Xiao Luan was a little uneasy, "In the second sentence, Chen Pingan said very seriously, 'If you keep pestering like this, I will punch you to death.'"
Wu Yi stretched out two fingers and rubbed his temples.
Mrs. Xiao Luan covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, her charm suddenly flowing out. Then she suppressed her charming expression, patted her chest, and said softly: "I know he is not joking, so I am afraid that I am really scared, but I am still a little unconvinced.
But I also know that I am destined to miss this great opportunity this time."
Mrs. Xiao Luan bowed respectfully to Wu Yi to apologize.
Wu Yi looked sideways at Mrs. Xiao Luan, "You do know how much you weigh."
Xiao Luan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up and secretly glanced at Wu Yi, who was tall and slightly thin. Xiao Luan quickly looked away, she was a little embarrassed.
Wu Yi said angrily: "He Chen Ping'an is blind!"
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Zhu Lian kept snickering and stood with Chen Pingan in the corridor on the fourth floor.
Zhu Lian couldn't help but laugh out loud and asked: "Master, how do you feel about meeting such a mindless Yanfu?"
Chen Ping'an said with a dark face: "The world is dangerous!"
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