Eight hundred and eighty-ninth chapter what is Phi Xing Dai Yue
Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao walked back to the small town. There was more than just the Huaihuang County Supervisory Office here. The two passed by a time-honored restaurant, which occupied a small area but had three floors. It was once the tallest building in the town, but
The third floor is not open to the public.
Chen Pingan made an impromptu idea and said he would go there to have a drink. He also smiled and told Ning Yao that in the early years, only the rich people from Fulu Street and Taoye Lane would come here to drink, otherwise it would be the masters of Long Kiln who recruited apprentices here.
Have a drink.
After chatting at the Fire Temple in the capital, Chen Ping'an learned that this restaurant was actually Aunt Feng's property. The third floor was her resting place.
In addition, Aunt Feng also saved a lot of land deeds. She also revealed the secret, saying that most of the Long Kiln kiln entrances that have been converted into private kilns are under the name of the old coachman. The old coachman usually lives in Erlang Lane.
Bian. As for Lu Wei, the Yin Yang family in China, they have many houses on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane.
Chen Ping'an chose a table by the window and only wanted a jug of wine. The jug and wine bowls were all made of locally made celadon.
Ning Yao just drank a bowl, but did not stop Chen Ping'an from drinking.
This restaurant once had a rare visitor in its early years.
Even the nominal hotel manager didn't take it seriously. But the real owner of the restaurant, Aunt Feng, once let out a faint sigh.
A schoolteacher with frosty white temples once ordered a jug of wine and a few dishes to accompany the wine, and drank by himself.
And looking from the window on the second floor of the restaurant, I could just see a plaque on the archway on the street.
After drinking and eating, Chen Ping'an's face was slightly red but his eyes were bright. He stood at the window and looked at the archway for a moment. After looking away, he and Ning Yao went out of the restaurant and returned to Luolu Mountain.
The westernmost house belongs to Li Huai's family. A few years ago, a wedding reception was held here. It was Li Liu who married a scholar from outside the country. It is said that he was the son of an official family, which made the woman very proud.
She no longer curses. At that time, the woman liked to hang out the most. She smiled at everyone she met. Many of them were neighbors who had quarreled or even scratched their faces. But now the family was again
Returned to Beiju Luzhou.
Ning Yao was a little curious that Li Liu would actually get married. Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It seems that I have ended my fate in my previous life, cut off the world of mortals, and can practice peace of mind from now on, and reach the Ascension Realm. It's not a big problem."
Ning Yao blinked.
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I don't know either."
Ning Yao tilted his head.
Chen Pingan said: "I mean I don't know what you are thinking."
In fact, there was a secret hidden here, which prevented Dong Shuijing and Lin Shouyi from completely giving up, or in other words, prevented them from laying a sack on that bastard.
It's just that Chen Ping'an is really not suitable to talk about this kind of thing. The truth is generally on Li Liu's side, it is a name only. As for the scholar's side, God knows.
Today, a table in Luolu Mountain was bustling and full of people.
Sitting at the main seats opposite the door were Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao.
Zhu Lian, Wei Wenlong and Zhang Jiazhen were in charge of the accounting room.
Mi Yu, Xiao Mo, Xian Wei.
Sitting at the last seat facing away from the door were Chen Lingjun, Xiaomi Li, and Chen Nuanshu.
Previously, the old cook was busy in the kitchen. Nuan Shu and Xiao Mili helped select the vegetables and blew the bamboo tube, while Xiao Mo was responsible for serving the dishes to the table.
Seeing the Xianwei shaking his head, this Xiaomo really doesn't regard himself as an outsider, and that's right. He is not an outsider either. He will soon become the brother of Immortal Jia. Chen Lingjun is just waiting for Brother Jia to pick out a person.
On the auspicious day of the zodiac, the three of them will beheading chicken heads and burning yellow paper at Qilong Lane. At the wine table before, Chen Lingjun slapped his shoulders so hard that it hurt. It doesn't matter, they are all good brothers. Besides, Chen Lingjun has already promised that the fairy will
Brother Wei, just wait, share the blessings, and keep the popular and spicy ones. From now on, whenever there are only three or two dishes on the table, even if I, Chen Lingjun, do not follow the moral principles of the world, I have treated my brother badly!
As a result, Brother Jia slapped the table and suddenly cursed, "Fuck your mother."
The Xianwei was so frightened that he was mostly drunk, but Chen Lingjun was standing on the bench, with his hands on his hips, laughing loudly.
It turned out that the Xianwei had made a false alarm, because Jia Lao Shenxian quickly said some pleasant words, saying, Brother Chen, do you look down on our grass-roots shop, or do you look down on my cooking skills? No matter how drunk you are,
I can't brag. I can't compare to Mr. Zhu from the mountain. It's a must. But how many chefs in a small town restaurant can compare to the quality of these dishes of wine and food that I, Jia Sheng, have?! Ah?!
Especially Jia Lao Shenxian's extremely long "ah" word made the Xianwei feel warm in his heart.
This is the arena and wine shop that I have longed for.
As for today, it's a little less interesting, but Mr. Zhu's dishes are indeed delicious.
Furthermore, no one is restrained, and there are no red tapes about toasting each other. You can drink wine and eat food as you please, and there is no such nonsense as not talking during sleep or eating.
Zhu Lian slurred, took a sip of wine, and asked with a smile: "Brother Xiaomo, Taoist Master Xianwei, are you still good at using chopsticks?"
The immortal captain took down his chopsticks like flying, lowered his head and said: "If you can take down your chopsticks, you must be able to."
Xiao Mo didn't say anything, he just held the cup in both hands, raised his head, drank it all, and then turned the cup down.
Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian asked in their hearts: "Why didn't Cen Yuanji come? Is she afraid that there will be too many people and no place?"
Jiang Qu was practicing in seclusion, so Chen Pingan didn't let Zhu Lian call anyone.
Zhu Lian smiled and explained: "No, she only has two meals every day, morning and evening, and they are medicated meals. If she doesn't get the right time today, she won't come. Girl, no matter how fearless she is, she still has to be afraid of being fat.
Words. And I said hello to her, and she said that she would have to treat the mountain owner and his wife to have a meal alone later to say thank you."
Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Then I get the advantage."
Thinking of something, Chen Ping'an continued to ask in his heart: "How old are Cen Yuanji's parents now, and how are they in good health? Last time I went back to my hometown, I heard from Xiao Mili that Cen Yuanji's mother was infected with cold.
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Zhu Lian said: "Dongshan secretly pretended to be a doctor before and showed him to help. He is fine."
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "You still have to pay more attention."
Zhu Lian nodded.
After a meal, Chen Pingan asked Nuanshu and Xiaomili to lead the way to Pei Qian's house.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the cotton satchel of the Right Protector and asked with a smile: "What about the big bag of golden melon seeds? Is it too heavy, so I didn't take it out with me?"
The little girl patted her favorite satchel and explained in a low voice to the good mountain master: "In this 'capital', only a part of the soldiers and horses are temporarily stationed inside. They will follow me to conquer the north and south. The main force will stay elsewhere and remain stationary."
If there is a capital, of course there is a capital. Of course, it is the celadon piggy bank that she, Pei Qian, and Nuan Shu all have. The old cook gave it to the three of them many years ago.
As for the nicknames of Jingcheng and Peidu, of course they were the nicknames that Pei Qian helped come up with. They are so domineering.
This is the first time Chen Ping'an has entered Pei Qian's house.
Of course, this is related to Chen Pingan’s short stay in Luolu Mountain.
For nearly thirty years, he, as the owner of the mountain, has acted as an over-the-top shopkeeper.
When we arrived at Pei Qian's house, one side of the room was his residence, and the other side of the room... could be regarded as the study room of this great disciple.
The study room didn't lock the door, but there were actually only a few books inside.
On a shelf against the wall, there are various treasures that Pei Qian has accumulated from many years of travel. They are placed high and low, and there are no high-quality items.
However, according to Xiao Mili's tip, the most valuable items, Pei Qian, were kept in the room next door.
There are also those boxes under the bed, filled with ledgers, and locked. Not even Sister Nuanshu has the key.
Chen Pingan took out three Duobao racks, one large and two small, from the nearby objects. From collecting materials to mortise and tenon, he did everything by himself. The small Duobao racks can be stored and taken out completely. As for the big one, Chen Pingan had to temporarily
As a carpenter, he squatted on the ground and assembled it. After the work was completed, Chen Pingan clapped his hands and turned to look at the table and stool by the window. It had been left for many years, so it was still a small desk and a tall stool.
When Pei Qian was a child, he practiced boxing in the bamboo building. Every day when he returned to his residence, he would copy books here.
Chen Ping'an couldn't imagine that Xiao Heitan, who was so afraid of hardship, would suddenly think of practicing boxing. If he knew about it, he would probably stop her from copying books. She would just owe it now and make up for it later.
Chen Ping'an, who was in a complicated mood, was still in a complicated mood after leaving Pei Qian's house.
Not far from the door, there was a small stranger standing.
Nuan Shu and Xiao MiLi immediately said goodbye and left, each busy with their own business.
Xiao Mo waved to the two little girls, and then asked the question he wanted to ask on the ferry, "When will the young master visit Piyun Mountain?"
Chen Ping'an was stunned, and the lamp went dark. He was really too familiar with Wei Shanjun. Every time he returned home, he never thought of this incident. Every time, Wei Bo took the initiative to visit Luo Po Mountain, and Wei Bo did not take the initiative to visit Luo Po Mountain.
As an outsider in Luopo Mountain, Mr. Wei Shanjun really had a hard time knocking melon seeds like millet grains.
However, it was still inconsistent with the etiquette. It was indeed his negligence. Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It is better to hurry up than to hurry up. Let's go to visit Wei Shanjun now."
The two of them rode the wind together to Piyun Mountain.
Wei Bo appeared on the top of the mountain. He was a little surprised and said with a smile: "A rare visitor."
Chen Ping'an was stunned.
This is unreasonable to say.
Xiao Mo bent down and bowed: "I have met Mr. Wei Shan."
I saw the tiger in front of me, with a slender figure and handsome appearance. He was dressed in a snow-white robe and had a golden ring in his earrings. He was floating out of the dust and looked stunning in style.
After all, Wei Bo was the Lord of Yiyue Mountain, and he already knew that the young monk in front of him with unknown origins, whose Taoist name was Xi Zhu, and whose name was Stranger, was a new worshiper of Luopo Mountain, and he had become a third-class worshiper of the Dali Punishment Department.
Wei Bo smiled and clasped his fists in return, speaking without restraint, "I've met fellow Taoist Xi Zhu."
Without saying anything, Xiao Mo directly took out two greeting gifts from his sleeves. They were a pair of cute mountain treasures, a sapphire ax and a yellow jade axe.
According to today's Haoran world, they are all half-immortal soldiers.
But to Xiaomo, they were all unnecessary and useless.
To whom is it not a gift? Is it possible to exchange it for money?
It can still only be regarded as the icing on the cake that is light on courtesy but heavy on affection.
After all, he is a Xiao Mo who even calls his two flying swords "fancy and impractical".
Wei Bo originally wanted to decline politely, but because of his relationship with Luo Po Shan, there was no need for him to be so open-minded.
Moreover, Lord Wei Dashan mistakenly thought that it was at most a meeting gift of two magical weapons of high rank.
But Xiao Mo was very insistent, saying that Wei Shanjun and his young master were close friends who met at a young age, and had always taken care of Luopo Mountain for so many years. It would be too unkind not to accept this small gift.
Then if there is another banquet in Piyun Mountain in the future, even if he is willing to invite Xiao Mo as a guest, he will never come.
Wei Bo was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
It is true that such "kind people" are rare in Luolu Mountain.
Not many, to be precise, there seem to be only two well-behaved little girls, Nuan Shu and Xiao Mi Li.
But if Xiao Mo had clearly chosen the quality of the gift, would Wei Bo accept it or not? It would have been settled long ago. Chen Ping'an couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.
Do you really think that you, a tiger, can have money?
Those damn Shanshui Mansion Newspapers, especially those of the Immortal Mansion in Jinqing, Zhongyue, like to make insinuations when they put pen to paper.
It is said that people on Aquarius Island are now betting on when Piyun Mountain will host the next night party.
Chen Ping'an didn't even use his heartfelt words, and said straightforwardly: "Xiao Mo is a sword cultivator, who is at the peak of the Ascension Realm. He actually comes from the wild world. The place where he cultivated Taoism was under the bright moon. He slept for ten thousand years. Not long ago, he was with
Ning Yao and I, as well as Li Sheng, will return to Haoran Tianxia together."
Wei Shanjun just raised his arm and was about to take the gift from that "Xiao Mo", but he froze there.
A peak sword cultivator in the Ascension Realm?!
Isn’t it equivalent to the old throne of a barbaric world?!
Chen Pingan took advantage of Wei Bo's daze and asked in his heart: "Xiao Mo, what is your rank?"
Xiao Mo answered honestly: "Half Immortal Soldier."
Wei Bo just had to bite the bullet and accept the gift.
Chen Ping'an immediately grabbed Wei Shanjun's arm with one hand and held down Xiao Mo's wrist with the other, complaining: "They are all from our own family, so polite. Xiao Mo, who do you think our Wei Shanjun is? Put it away and put it away."
Wei Bo chuckled and said: "Xiao Mo, what Chen Ping'an said makes sense. We are all a family. There is no need to be polite to you. I will accept the gift. Just treat it as the last time I can be polite and say thank you to you."
.How can the next night party be without brother Xiao Mo? Even if we hold a night party specially for Xiao Mo, that’s fine.”
If Chen Shanzhu doesn't act like this, Wei Shanjun still has no clue. The more Chen Ping'an acts like this, the more Wei Bo will know that if he doesn't accept the gift, he will definitely regret it.
Do you want to be shameless?
If I want to save face, how can I hold so many night banquets? The reputation is so bad that it reaches Beiju Luzhou!
How did it become known that Liu Jinglong was invincible at the wine table?
How did the night banquet at Piyun Mountain come about in the first place?
Chen Pingan looked at Wei Shanjun.
Is two too many? How about one?
Wei Bo looked at Shanzhu Chen.
roll.
Master Chen Shanzhu still had a firm gaze.
Did I buy the bamboo with real money from Mrs. Qingshenshan with great difficulty? Did I give it to Piyunshan for free?
Wei Shanjun responded with a sneer.
One code leads to the other, Taoist friend Xizhu and I hit it off right away. If you have the nerve to stop me, I will have the nerve to stop you.
The two neighbors were more silent than loud at this time.
Chen Ping'an felt that his skills were inferior to others, so he had to put away his hands, cupped his sleeves with both hands, and said with a smile: "Xiao Mo, we can wait for the invitation to the next night party. After all, the opportunity is rare and we don't come across it often.
Good thing."
Wei Bo put the sapphire ax and yellow jade ax into his sleeves, smiled and said: "Drink or drink tea, it's up to you."
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Drinking the luck of mountains and rivers, is it right or not?"
Wei Bo waved his sleeves and said, "Whatever."
Xiao Mo felt that his young master and Wei Shanjun did have a deep relationship, so it seemed that the gift was not in vain.
What is there in Piyun Mountain? Colorful clouds, green trees, pavilions and lofts on the ridge.
What's going on in the mountains today? Meeting friends, making wine with Songhua, and making tea with spring water.
The Songhua wine brewed by Wei Shanjun himself is a masterpiece. It's just not as famous as Changchungong Wine.
Having said that, in Beiyue territory, who dares to drink the Songhua wine from Piyun Mountain easily? Only by participating in the night banquet, can you have a chance to drink a bottle.
The most expensive immortal wine in the world, apart from Qingshen Mountain in Zhuhai Cave, is Piyun Mountain in Aquarius Island.
The spring water is the unique Jasper Spring in Piyun Mountain and is one of the famous springs in Aquarius Continent.
In fact, the spring water review was written by Dong Shuijing, a credit card holder of the Mohist family, because the three springs listed on the list were all rounded up by him.
The tea is a new tea delivered by Xiao Nuanshu around the time of Grain Rain this year. It comes from several old wild tea plants at Caiyun Peak. Nuanshu is responsible for picking it and then handing it over to the old cook for frying.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Allow me to be the guest for once, and I'll make tea."
After sitting down, he shook the sleeves of his green shirt and performed the water and fire techniques.
Making tea is a matter of flow and pleasure.
Wei Bo held his sleeves with his hands, narrowed his eyes and smiled.
That boy with straw sandals of yesteryear was so charming.
Return to Luolu Mountain from Piyun Mountain.
Ning Yao is staying in the house next to Xiao Nuanshu tonight. Xiao Mili often rubs the bed with Sister Nuanshu, so he goes too. Anyway, there are a lot of bedding there.
Chen Ping'an was sitting on the first floor of the bamboo building reading a book. Late at night, he went to his ancestral house in Niping Lane, lit a lamp, and sat there all night, but he didn't feel lonely.
Early the next morning, after returning to Luo Lo Mountain, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao went to the Sword Worship Platform again.
Yu Yue, the sword cultivator of Liuxia Continent, was a guest of the Xie family of Miyun in Aai Ai Continent.
The old sword cultivator was embarrassed to see the mountain master, so he set off immediately. Otherwise, he would have kidnapped the two apprentices. The old sword cultivator would have run away long ago. If he didn't run away wisely, he would keep someone out of sight and out of mind.
Yu Yue was worried about being questioned by Mi Dajianxian.
As soon as Yu Yue saw Chen Ping'an, he knew what Lord Yin Guan meant, and he felt more at ease.
Chen Ping'an joked: "Don't think I'm chasing people away."
"How dare you."
Yu Yue smiled and said: "Master Yin Guan, please don't be angry with Mi Yu. I deliberately called him Mi Jianxian these days on the mountain. Although I am useless on the Jianqi Great Wall, I still know the customs there.
Yes, I met my old friend Pu He later, and he was also a source of bragging at the wine table. Haha, Mr. Pu, do you dare to call Mi Yu like that? I dare, and I still call him Mi Jianxian every time we meet.
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To say that Yu Yue wasn't flustered at all would be to deceive himself. Fortunately, every time Mi Yu looked at him unkindly, nothing really happened.
Yu Yue suppressed his smile and continued: "If I bother you, Mr. Yin Guan, please send me a message to Mi Jianxian. Yu Yue respects Mi Yu in his heart, and that's true."
Chen Pingan nodded in agreement and asked with a smile: "Why don't you go to Mi Yu and say it face to face with such kind words?"
Yu Yue is a straightforward person, and he laughed and said: "Before, Mi Jianxian yelled too much because of my arrogance, and I was afraid of Mi Yu. Besides, I am also worried that such sincere words will not be taken seriously by Mi Yu. From Yin Guan's point of view, Mi Yu
I definitely want to believe that I don’t lose money and still make money.”
Chen Pingan nodded and turned to look at the two children who did not dare to look at Ning Yao.
Chen Pingan took out two prepared small bags from his sleeves, handed them to Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting, and explained with a smile: "I have converted the three hundred snow coins into three Xiaoshu coins. This is the founder of Luopo Mountain."
According to the rules of the hall, direct disciples will have this money when they travel far away. You have not formally studied with Yu Jianxian, and I have not crossed out your name on the Jise Peak ancestral tree, so this rule cannot be broken."
Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting each took over the light bags of money, but it made them feel a little heavy.
He Xiangting, a child who loved reading, mustered up his courage and said, "Master Yin Guan, it's because we are ignorant."
Yu Qingzhang held it in for a long time and said in a depressed tone: "Master Yin Guan, I'm sorry."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Don't think so, it's not a big deal. Cultivation on the mountain pays attention to the various conditions. There are some things that I have to do in that position. You will also think about it in your own situation.
. Now that we are about to separate, I will tell you what is in my heart. If you don't think so and don't alienate me, I, a hidden official, will feel that something is wrong and will look down on you."
All children in the world probably grow up following principles.
Chen Pingan took out another stack of books. The top one was a copy of "Sword Art Classic", which Chen Pingan copied by himself.
There are also several sage books and literati notes bought from Dali Jingcheng Bookstore.
They handed it to He Xiangting, who likes to read, and Chen Ping'an said: "You'd better read this "Sword Art Classic" carefully. As for the other books, it depends on your preference. It doesn't matter whether you read it or not, or read more or less."
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He Xiangting took the book and solemnly bowed to Mr. Chen from Luopo Mountain, the Yinguan of Jianqi Great Wall, and thanked him.
Yu Qingzhang stopped talking and scratched his head.
Chen Ping'an joked: "It's still too late to regret it now."
The two children grinned. This was probably the first time they had shown a sincere smile to the young official.
"After you have a good master, you must practice well. Even in the Great Sword Qi Wall, not every young sword cultivator can have a senior in the Yupu realm as their master and be taught the truth carefully."
Chen Pingan reached out and gently pressed the two children's heads, "Practice is for a better life, but life is not only about practice. You don't need to understand this truth for the time being."
The two children nodded heavily.
Chen Ping'an took back his hand and said from his heart: "If you say a few more words to the worshipers, they will have to be more strict in the future. You can't just focus on their practice. If you break the situation, it doesn't mean that you have to reprimand more, but you should pay attention to all aspects.
Points. No matter how big a matter of cultivation is, it is not as big as a matter of being a human being. It is said that when a rich family loves their children, the first thing they do must be to have sufficient wealth and be loved by the elders. This is human nature, but if it is doted on, it is easy to develop arrogant habits.
,How can one become a virtuous person if he is young and arrogant?"
"In particular, both Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting were born in poverty. They suddenly changed their growing environment and their lives were suddenly rich, so we should pay more attention to this matter. Those of us who are teachers and preachers, teaching by words and deeds, are better than giving one or two precious books.
Cheats are more important. In comparison, the person who least needs to find money by himself is the sword cultivator."
"Some ordinary and trivial matters must not be done for the elders. Some indispensable tutoring etiquette must be taught repeatedly. Since you are already a sword cultivator, you must cherish this blessing and let your children develop an indispensable
The habit of indifference to other people's lives. Although Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting are good friends, they have very different personalities. Let Yu Qingzhang follow you thousands of miles away. Read more books, broaden your eyes, and broaden your mind. Let He Xiangting not only study
, read more about the trivial things around you, don’t study too hard, and be constrained by the doctrine into a rigid temperament, you must apply what you have learned.”
"I'm the one nagging."
Chen Ping'an laughed at himself, apologized slightly, and said nothing more.
After all, Yu Yue is now the nominal master of the two children.
In fact, it is not appropriate. Fortunately, Yu Yue is not a small-minded old man, otherwise he would probably be resented based on these words.
Yu Yue sighed sincerely: "Master Yin Guan, this is not chattering, it is swordsmanship and Taoism."
Thinking about the first time Yuanyangzhu met, this young hermit official was so confident and high-spirited.
But today, when we were leaving, these heart-to-heart words from the young Yin Guan made Yu Yue realize that the young swordsman in front of him was actually a close disciple of the literary sage, a young master who had read the books of sages.
"I have only one thing: I won't say any polite words to you."
Chen Ping'an continued: "You must never let two children be bullied outside, even though they have their own reasons. There is no worldliness and the overall situation is taken into account. After all, a swordsman is a swordsman, and a swordsman must be a swordsman."
"I will never allow the children who left their hometown from Jianqi Great Wall to become... incomparably awe-inspiring in the world, and not at all like the sword cultivators of Jianqi Great Wall. If one day I find that it has become like this, Yu worship,
Then I’m sorry.”
"Let me teach you."
The old sword cultivator said in a deep voice: "Liu Xiazhou sword cultivator, Yu Yue will never let Mr. Chen down like this."
Different from Chen Ping'an's meticulous mind.
Ning Yao still had her usual style. While Chen Ping'an and Yu Yue spoke from the bottom of their hearts, she gave some verbal instruction to the two children from her hometown, but she was still too lazy to speak from her heart.
"Yu Qingzhang, your sword training qualifications are only acceptable. What kind of materials are you using? You have to know something about it. You have to practice diligently. Don't forget your roots when you are in the world. Don't pretend to be better or worse than better."
Remember to read more, use your brain more when encountering things, and learn more from you hidden officials."
"He Xiangting, don't let Yu Qingzhang keep the distance too far. Within the period of Jiazi, at most one and a half realms are allowed. This attitude cannot be reduced. To say the least, practicing swordsmanship can slow down the realm, and you can't be narrow-minded and evil.
If the spirit is pure, if the sword heart is clear, the swordsmanship will be clear."
Ning Yao looked indifferent and said: "You two, please remember each word for me clearly."
Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting trembled in unison: "Remember!"
The big white goose has already told some secrets and inside stories about the colorful world.
In the history of a new world, the first Jade Pure Realm, Immortal Realm and Ascension Realm!
Kill high-ranking gods with swords.
He traveled far away alone with his sword, and after a sword fight, he seriously injured the closed disciple of Taozu.
Now the number one person in the colorful world!
For the Nine Sword Immortals, I don't think it's strange, they just have one thought.
Ning Yao is indeed Ning Yao.
There is no sword cultivator in the world who is "even like Ning Yao".
Yu Yue listened carefully and realized that the old man was actually no better than the two children.
After listening to this, the old sword cultivator had only one emotion at the moment.
Lord Yin Guan is amazing.
Ning Yao cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Yu."
Yu Yue quickly returned the gift and said, "I don't dare to accept it."
Chen Ping'an took out the talisman boat and sent the three masters and apprentices to Niujiao Ferry. There is currently no direct ferry from Aquarius Continent to Aai'ai Continent, and they need to wait for a cross-continent ferry from Beiju Luzhou.
On the other side of the ferry, the ferry had not yet entered the boundary of Longzhou. He chatted with Lao Jianxiu for about two-quarters of an hour. Chen Pingan asked about the customs of Liuxiazhou and Aaiaizhou. Yu Yue naturally knew everything and talked about it in detail.
Given the humor, it would be a pity for the old swordsman not to become a storyteller.
After Yu Yue and the others boarded the ferry, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao stood near the railing and waved goodbye.
Xiao Mo found Zhu Lian, the great housekeeper, and told him that he wanted to build a library.
The enshrinement minister and Keqing of Luolu Mountain will have their own houses near the bamboo building on the front mountain. In fact, there are not many left. By chance, the enshrinement Xiaomo and the Keqing Xianwei who went up the mountain with them happened to have two idle houses. Otherwise,
They really had no choice but to move to the back mountain. With the style of Luopo Mountain, they would never make an exception for them just because Xiao Mo was an Ascended Realm and an Immortal Captain with a great background.
Then there are a series of Xian family mansions on the back mountain, more than thirty large and small, which were built by Chief Zhou in the early years. They will be used to accommodate new disciples or entertain guests in the future, but they are now in a state of decline.
The number of disciples in the mountain's genealogy is still small, and the owner of the mountain has spoken again, making Luopo Mountain the same as the mountain that has been closed for twenty years. Therefore, except for one house where two people live, the rest are temporarily empty.
When Xiao Mo found Zhu Lian, the old cook was weaving baskets in the yard. He heard that Xiao Mo wanted to spend his own money to build a library. He smiled and said that it was no problem. The craftsmen on the other side of Huimeng Mountain had ready-made manpower and skills.
Yes, there is no shortage of a library. The only problem is that there is really no space near the Bamboo Tower, so Xiaomo has three options at the moment, build it near Jise Peak, or build it in the back mountain, or simply choose one
The top of the mountain of the feudal lord may be more refreshing as its own place of monasticism.
Xiao Mo said that there was no need to go to so much trouble. If the rules on the mountain were not broken, he could demolish his house and build a library on the original site. He could use the library as a monastic residence, and the library only needed to be two stories high.
Zhu Lian thought for a while and said that if Brother Xiaomo could be trusted, he would let him build the library. It would only take some man-hours and there would be no need to give money to outsiders.
Xiaomo was pleasantly surprised and quickly stood up and bowed to express his thanks.
Because my young master mentioned Luo Po Mountain, he highly praised Mr. Zhu’s erudition and expertise in everything. He gave an extremely high evaluation, “There is no craft that Zhu Lian doesn’t know, even if he doesn’t know it.
Not at the moment. If you give Zhu Lian three or two years at most, he will be a well-deserved master in this industry, and you won’t be convinced. The reason why I can travel far away with peace of mind is because of Zhu Lian, the great steward."
Zhu Lianxiao asked: "Xiao Mo, does the library have a name?"
Xiao Mo said: "Liang Daranlou."
"Good name."
Zhu Lian snorted, "It's good enough for our young master to name him."
Xiao Mo smiled and said, "It's the name that Young Master helped me choose."
Zhu Lian let out a sigh, turned to Xiao Mo and said sternly: "Young master usually doesn't take action easily when it comes to naming. After so many years, there are only a few times, which shows that the young master has a favor for Xiao Mo."
Xiao Mo smiled and narrowed his eyes.
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "I'm envious. My library still doesn't have a name. I once asked the young master for a calligraphy treasure, but it didn't work out."
Xiao Mo is inevitably a little confused. Considering the relationship between Mr. Zhu and his young master, why is this so?
It's just that the book says, when you are in a happy situation, don't talk about happy things to people who are frustrated.
After all, Xiao Mo had just gone up the mountain and didn't know some of the inside story. He didn't know the mystery of the books in the library for the time being. Chen Ping'an would be in trouble if he helped name it.
So Xiao Mo just changed the subject and asked: "If I stay here, will it delay Mr. Zhu's business?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "As far as work is concerned, it's not about business. It's best for you to stay, Xiaomo. I can still have a companion to talk to. Being with my beloved is like drinking fine wine."
Xiao Mo took out a book of Wanyu Ci from his sleeve and sat down to read it.
While Zhu Lian was busy, he glanced at the contents of the collection of poems, smiled and shook his head and said: "When the flowers bloom, I miss you the most, and when the flowers fade, I hate you the most?"
This statement is wrong and falls into the cliché.
"When the flowers are blooming, I resent you the most, and when the flowers fade, I remember you the most. Regardless of whether I think or hate you, they are all in the time of the flowers."
It can be said that he has deep feelings and long-lasting resentment. He dares not hate, but can only complain, and expresses the woman's sorrow and pain.
Xiao Mo was stunned and speechless, then he was convinced, turned around and clasped his fists and said: "Mr. Zhu's witty words are like a graceful lady emerging from the scroll, and there are no flowers that are fragrant by themselves."
Zhu Lian laughed loudly and said: "Brother Xiao Mo is not bad at all."
Xiao Mo felt a little calmer.
He and Luo Luo Shan seem to be naturally in tune with Taoism, and there is no need for him to deliberately follow the local customs.
"Xiao Mo comes to Luo Po Mountain, and Xiao Mo comes to Luo Po Mountain. It's all lucky."
Zhu Lian skillfully weaved a bamboo basket and said casually: "The goodwill of the strong is like a gentle spring breeze."
Xiao Mo closed the book and was about to speak when a young Taoist priest who had just gone to the mountain gate ran in. He blushed and shouted: "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, this is incredible, it turns out that this is Luo Po Mountain!"
The ferry gradually disappeared, like a bird disappearing in the sky.
The nine children Chen Ping'an brought back from the Great Wall of Sword Qi all have their own homes. They no longer just stay at the sword worship platform and practice swordsmanship, but they all have real futures.
Cheng Chaolu, the little cook, became the direct descendant of Youyou in the Sui Dynasty. Nalan Yudou, a small financial fan, became a disciple of Zhang Lv for a long time.
Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting have followed Lao Jianxiu Yuyue on a cross-continent journey. They will first go to Miyun Xie Family in Aai'ai Continent, and then they will travel to Liuxia Continent with their two children to enjoy the autumn wind.
In Yue Yue's words, Miyun Xie's smile is blooming, and he is in his own glory. It is equivalent to getting two sword immortal embryos from the Great Wall of Sword Qi without any incense. How can he lose the immortal money and heavenly materials and earthly treasures?
He Gu finally recognized Mi Yu as his master.
In fact, it's all about Ning Yao's words.
Why do you have the face to look down on Mi Yu? His Mi Yu is in the two realms of Jindan and Yuanying, and his demon-killing skills rank first in all, even surpassing half of the Jade Pu realm swordsmen.
At that time, Mi Yu followed Chen Pingan and stood not far away. Although Ning Yao told the truth, Mi Yu was still embarrassed and panicked.
If He Gu was reluctant at first, but he could recognize Mi Yu as his master just by pinching his nose, then Yu Xiehui was unwilling to learn swordsmanship from Cui Wei, a "traitor".
Even at that time, Cui Wei wanted to take the child with him on the Feng Yuan Ferry to Tongye Island. Yu Xiehui was unwilling to leave the sword worship platform and was furious. At that time, he said some very serious words to Cui Wei. You, Cui Wei, are still Nalan.
The disciples and masters of Ye Xing are all dead, so many people are dead, so many golden elixir sword cultivators who can leave are dead! You are the only one who is hiding in a foreign land, not taking out a sword, and living the best life, you will not
Are you feeling guilty? If it were me, I would die in a battlefield like Old Dragon City if you weren't in my hometown. Do you want me to recognize you as your master? You can't even think of killing me! Even if you want me to be your master, you'd be ashamed of yourself.
Cui Wei, a Yuanying realm sword cultivator, didn't say anything at that time. He just left the sword worship platform without saying a word.
Ning Yao's reasoning was very simple. She didn't say whether Cui Wei's choice was right or wrong, nor did she say whether Yu Xiehui's stubbornness was good or bad. She just let Yu Xiehui prove it himself.
You first learn Cui Wei's swordsmanship. From now on, you don't need to worry about the master-disciple status on the mountain. The two sides will have a sword fight to determine the winner. Use your own ability to make Cui Wei admit his mistake to you on that matter.
King Sun Chun better negotiated, and Ning Yao asked the little girl to become his registered disciple within sixty years of entering the Yupu realm.
As for Bai Xuan, he received a scolding.
Be serious about practicing. Your qualifications are only good in the vast world. In your hometown, you will die if you can't.
Is this Mi Yu, who was before Yu Pu Realm, actually brave enough to say that he doesn’t need to practice swordsmanship? Do you think he is Zong Yuan or Chen Xi?
Only the soft-tempered Yao Xiaoyan and Ning Yao didn't say anything harsh, they just made the little girl bolder.
At the sword worship platform before, the eight children, facing Ning Yao, were all silent and at a loss.
This may be the strength of Ning Yao.
She doesn't need to care too much about anything, and she's not too lazy to mend people's hearts.
But the children of Jianqi Great Wall faced Ning Yao.
In fact, just like Yue Qing, Mi Hu, Li Tuimi and other later great swordsmen in their early years, when they were still children, they faced the boss swordsman.
It's rare to open his mouth and curse a few times, but it can be saved, which shows that his sword training qualifications are just okay.
In fact, Ning Yao didn't want to say so much at first.
But as soon as he arrived at the sword worship platform, he heard that the two children were leaving Luopo Mountain and seemed to be very resentful towards Chen Ping'an. Ning Yao became extremely angry.
As a result, among the nine children, only two Sword Immortal embryos were left, and they had not yet determined their mentorship.
Bai Xuan and Yao Xiaoyan.
So Chen Ping'an planned to ask Xiao Mo if he liked Bai Xuan and would like to temporarily accept him as an anonymous disciple.
Let the white-haired boy named Konghou be willing to teach Yao Xiaoyan some excellent swordsmanship.
It's just that you can make do with anything, but Taoist companions, or masters and disciples, can't make do with it.
Standing on the other side of the ferry, Ning Yao hesitated to speak. She rarely had such hesitation.
Chen Pingan stretched out his sleeves, held Ning Yao's hands, and laughed softly: "When you get to Feisheng City, help me say hello to my colleagues from the Summer Palace, especially Guo Zhujiu, who calls you Shi Niang, and say hello to her
Master and senior sister both miss her very much."
Ning Yao nodded.
Nowadays, Chen Ping'an has fallen into a terrible situation, which makes her a little worried.
No matter how good Xiaomo's swordsmanship is, no matter how loyal he is, he will fall in love with Chen Ping'an.
But after all, it's better to stay by his side.
Chen Pingan raised a hand, gently stroked Ning Yao's brow, and said apologetically: "We are far away from the Great Sword Immortal, so don't be anxious."
Ning Yao still only nodded and said nothing.
"Ascension City has taken root in the colorful world. As a hidden official, I was not present and did not congratulate you. It is too shameful."
Chen Pingan put away his hand and twisted his wrist, and the whisk he got from Fairy Hairpin City came out. The name was called whisk.
Ning Yao shook his head, "You are not an outsider, so what are you congratulating me on?"
Chen Ping'an had his own reasons, "It's different. This is what I robbed from the Immortal Hairpin City. It has a very different meaning from ordinary objects. It is most suitable to put it in Feisheng City. Who dares to let the Immortal Hairpin City dare to compete with the sword?"
The Great Wall of Qi is higher than that.”
Ning Yao said: "I'll wait for you in Feisheng City."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Okay."
The woman in front of her is still very different from when she was a girl, but she is still the best anyway.
Chen Pingan took a deep breath and said, "I'll see you off."
The two people's bodies turned into blue and white rainbows, their sword energy soared into the sky, and they were far away from the ferry in an instant.
The Confucian Confucian Temple sage who sits in the sky of Aquarius Continent opens the door to the colorful world.
If he really wants to enter the colorful world, Ning Yao still has a long journey to go, but the road is stable, just like the official road in the human world.
After the door was closed, the old master stood on the white clouds and said with a smile: "Since you don't want to let go, why not stay."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said nothing, but said goodbye to this sage from the Confucian Temple.
Return to Luolu Mountain.
Chen Ping'an has hung the Night Sword on the wall of the first floor of the bamboo building, next to the couplet.
He glanced at the sheathed sword on the wall.
The world is in chaos, and dragons and snakes are flying on the wall.
There are two volumes of seals placed on the desk, which are worthy of being the first volumes.
They are the Seal of the Hundred Swords Immortal and the Seal of the Jianjian Immortal.
Fatty Yan wanted to buy it back then, but he refused. The price can be negotiated, so don’t even think about it.
This made Yan Zhuo almost want to take advantage of Chen Ping'an's summer palace to become the hermit official and go to the Ning Mansion to become a gentleman.
Chen Ping'an walked out of the bamboo building. The small pond behind which once had a purple lotus plant had been moved to the lotus root garden.
Looking at the empty waterless pond, a Buddhist saying came to mind for no reason.
Just like a lotus flower cannot touch water, just like the sun and moon cannot stay in the sky.
People who practice Taoism live in seclusion in the mountains. The so-called true Taoism is probably to have eyes like the sun and the moon, and a Taoist heart like a green lotus.
Leave the small pond and go to the stone table by the cliff.
Between the bamboo tower and the stone table on the cliff, there are blue stone bricks, where you can walk in six steps.
It was laid together with his student Cui Dongshan before, but Chen Ping'an didn't know what text Cui Dongshan inscribed on the bottom of the blue bricks.
I heard from the old cook before that Wei Xian had accepted a direct disciple as his disciple, a little girl who was only nine years old. She was still a lonely child, but she was already five years old enough to be a monk.
He was a disciple that Wei Xian picked up from a small country in the vassal vassal. He was an orphan and started practicing at the age of four?
When master and disciple met for the first time, Wei Xian was drinking at a wine shop next to a post road, so he only wanted one bowl, otherwise drinking would cause trouble.
Then Wei Xian saw a girl in ragged clothes. She was thin and with a yellow complexion, but her eyes were different from those of ordinary people. When she walked, her breathing and steps were very steady.
The girl took out a few coins from her pocket and bought two bowls of bad wine from the shopkeeper. Then she didn't choose an empty wine table to sit at. The girl just squatted on the roadside to drink, holding a bowl and drinking a bowl.
.
After the two bowls are finished, they are stacked and returned to the shopkeeper.
From buying the wine to returning the bowl, the little girl was speechless from beginning to end. She calculated the time and strength of her legs, and silently returned to the county town in the dusk before the night ban.
Wei Xian saw that the shopkeeper didn't seem to be surprised at all, and he should know him, so he asked about it, and found out that this girl who had learned to drink at a young age was actually a regular customer of the wine shop. He heard the shopkeeper said that the girl
Homeless, it seems that he was a refugee who was separated from his parents in his early years. The Great Li Dynasty, which was the suzerain in the past few years, allowed each vassal to return to the country based on merit. In fact, the people didn't care, but the result was really bad. It is said that he became the prince
Yes, after the country was restored and proclaimed emperor, several brothers had to compete with him for the dragon throne. The war was chaotic. Who can imagine that now, a little further away, it is said that after the war, there were not many young and strong men left.
Neighboring countries have become stable one after another.
I never thought that they didn't suffer much disaster here earlier, they just fought a battle on the border. Although many border soldiers died, a peaceful world was preserved within the border. Instead, the world became chaotic. Isn't that just a
Orphaned.
Who cares how they have survived all these years? There are so many new graves, but they are actually pretty good. For example, if they are taken in by the charity, they still have a place to sleep. As for those lonely ghosts, it doesn’t matter how they died.
Yes, even if you become a ghost, you will still be a starving ghost with no food for your children and grandchildren. But despite being thin, the little girl is quite strong. She will do some part-time work in the county town at first, and finally end up in a shop that sells incense, candles, and paper money.
foot.
As soon as she was free, she would wander around inside and outside the county town, probably looking for her parents. The furthest she would go was to the inn. She would wait until dark by herself, then return to the shop near the county town.
It's just that the shopkeeper thought her business was too unfavorable, so he only allowed her to buy wine and not sit at the wine table. The little girl didn't say anything and behaved like this every time.
Wei Xian became interested after hearing this.
Going to the incense shop to recruit a disciple went very smoothly. Wei Xian didn't spend any money, he just agreed to help her find her long-lost parents.
It turned out that when she was four years old, the child's parents found an abandoned and dilapidated tomb with an opening like the mouth of a well. The parents probably felt that the whole family would not survive, and did not want the little girl to starve to death on the road.
She was reduced to beast food and her bones were exposed in the wilderness, so he was cruel and put her in a tomb with a basket, leaving her with all the food she had left. The little girl stayed alone in the tomb. As a result, after a few years, she
Not only did she not die in the tomb, but she left the big tomb, just like a child, crawling back to the earth from the gate of hell. The reason why she did not starve to death was that she did not hide anything from Wei Xian who recognized her master. She only said
When she was about to starve to death, she saw a big turtle in the tomb. Whenever the moonlight leaked down, it would stretch its neck as if it was breathing, just slower.
hungry……
Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment.
Both poignant and shocking.
When it comes to strange people and strange things, Chen Ping'an is really not uncommon, so much so that he has already become accustomed to the so-called supernatural beings on the mountain.
But such a thing really made Chen Pingan a little... shocked.
This disciple of Wei Xian must be met.
There was no guidance from a master, no fairy secrets, no treasures from heaven and earth, and the little girl was still illiterate, so she just took a few glances at the legendary Turtle Breathing Technique and embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
If this isn't genius, what is?
According to Zhu Lian, the fact that Luo Po Mountain was able to accept such a monastic genius who was passed down as a disciple was probably due partly to Wei Xian's master-disciple relationship, and partly to Luo Po Mountain's "merits and blessings".
After stopping for a moment by the cliff, Chen Ping'an returned to his residence in the bamboo house, picked up the two seals, and prepared to travel.
Compared to previous trips, this trip was actually not too far, but very close.
I just went to a small country to the east of Aquarius Island, a small martial arts school in Xianyou County, Qingyuan County, just to meet friends for a drink.
A young Taoist priest who is still young, a hero who no longer has a big beard and no longer travels far away. The sword is not as old as the old man.
Chen Pingan has two swords hanging on his waist, stacked on one side.
Those two narrow knives are used for execution and beheading.
Chen Ping'an didn't directly travel to Yufeng, but called Xiao Mo, and the two of them walked to the mountain gate. It was rare that Cen Yuanji didn't practice walking and boxing today.
Xiaomi Li was guarding the door there, sitting on a bamboo chair.
It's like I'm secretly holding something in my palms, sometimes I close my palms and sometimes I open them.
Take care of yourself and enjoy yourself.
Xiao Mo, wearing a yellow hat and blue shoes, now has a bamboo box and a hiking stick in his hand.
Chen Pingan was worried that Xiao Mili was overthinking, so he promised again: "Xiao Mo and I will go home this time, and it won't be long before we get home."
Xiaomi Li nodded vigorously, with a sentence written on her small face, "The good mountain master must mean what he says."
Chen Ping'an touched Xiaomi Li's head and said, "Count, count."
Xiao Mili then felt relieved and said to Xiao Mo, "Mr. Xiao Mo, you are a very scholar."
Xiao Mo knelt down and knelt on one knee, just eye level with Xiao Mi Li, and said with a smile: "Right Protector, is there anything you want me to help you carry?"
The mountain top of my son's house is full of weather, but for Xiaomo, it's actually pretty good, so there's no need to be surprised.
But I never expected to see little girls like Xiao Mili and Xiao Nuanshu.
One is the right protector of Luopo Mountain, the so-called protector of the mountain in the world. The other is in charge of all the keys including the Jise Peak Ancestral Hall.
Xiaomi Li waved her hands quickly, "No, no, Mr. Xiao Mo, please don't spend any more money on me."
Just the matter of returning the gift was enough to make Xiao Mili run out of ideas, so she had to ask Sister Nuan Shu, Jing Qing and the old cook all over.
Xiaomo looked gentle, "I'm not short of money."
Xiaomi Li shook his head and said, "That's money too. It's not easy for anyone to make money."
Alas, as she gets older and taller, she becomes less heroic.
I recall that back then, in her hometown of Dumb Lake, she never regarded money as money. The good mountain master can help testify!
Since then, Chen Ping'an has been practicing the sword light escape technique. Once he is exhausted, he will switch to the more familiar and relaxed Yunshui Body, but the speed of controlling the wind will be much slower. Once he is exhausted, he will use the talisman.
Boat, or let Xiao Mo hold your shoulder and drag you for a long journey. The former is about spending money to see the scenery, while the latter is purely about rushing and traveling at a fast speed.
Xiaowukan in Xianyou County, Qingyuan County.
There is a hero named Xu who is sure to lose every punch.
I helped two friends I met in the martial arts industry in their early years to keep a room together, and kept it clean year after year.
He also said that when it comes to drinking, there are only two people at a time, which is not fun. If there are three people in a group, he will fight two people one by one.
Xu Yuanxia's disciple Guo Chunxi was hurt by love and became an alcoholic who sleepwalked in a wine vat all day long. However, he just fell in love with Zhou Fei and left his hometown for a trip. Now, inexplicably, he became a disciple of the Zhenjing Sect's second minister, Li Fuxi.
From a martial arts disciple who was just hanging around and waiting to die, he started mountaineering and practiced mountaineering. Every six months, Guo Chunxi would send a letter back to inform his master that he was safe.
That kid Bai Xuan came here as a guest with Chen Ping'an last time, and shamelessly asked for the title of Guest Minister from the martial arts school.
Xu Yuanxia didn't take it seriously, she just thought it was a child's joke and agreed.
There are also escorts in the martial arts hall to make a living.
The concierge of the martial arts hall is still the young man who talked about it last time, and he is also a disciple of Guo Chunxi.
When he saw Chen Pingan, he recognized him as the friend of the founder of the hotel. The young man did not block the way like last time. He only said that the owner was out on escort and that he would be able to return to Xianyou County in about two days.
Chen Pingan asked the young man about the escort route, found a secluded place in the street, used Water Cloud Body, and went to find the martial arts team's convoy.
Hiding his figure, traveling far away in the wind, Chen Ping'an looked down at an ordinary ferry and stopped.
In late autumn, most of the weather fades, except for the area near the ferry, which has a good year of scenery, with oranges and greens.
Xiao Mo took a glance and roughly understood the truth, and asked curiously: "According to the legend on the mountain, it is the mountain and water spirit that clings to the noble man's side, traveling through mountains and rivers to avoid the disaster of cultivation?"
Chen Pingan nodded, "We're almost there."
Some ghosts and monsters who are successful in cultivating Taoism will look for lucky people as a refuge in order to avoid the fate of God's weapons in certain mountains.
Otherwise, there are civil and military temples and city god temples in large and small cities, and there are still gods of mountains and rivers outside, just like grass bandits in the mountains. How can they dare to walk through the city with such arrogance?
However, these are people who know that doom has come and are facing a disaster, so they have no choice but to find a talisman. Some are doing business to make a living, because every time you pass through a landscape with gods guarding the pass, there will be ghosts, ghosts, and mountain spirits.
Attribute, you can add an invisible Tao Qi to yourself, just like carrying an illusory customs clearance document on your body, with an extra seal stamped out of thin air.
But this move is by no means an easy matter. In some places, the mountain and water gods don't take care of things, so it's okay and it's ignored. However, once some mountain gods and temple daffodils notice this, it is tantamount to provocation.
The outcome is usually not that good.
Chen Ping'an stopped and looked down at the ferry, just to determine whether the ghost was seeking survival or profit. If it was the latter, it would be doomed.
Because the ghost on the other side of the ferry is still unknown at this time, the City God's Temple on the other side of the county has already noticed its traces, and will soon come to the ferry to launch an attack.
It will be the City God who comes here in person, accompanied by a Japanese travel god who has just returned to the county to report the matter, and a shackles general.
Moreover, on the other side of the ferry, a river uncle was already waiting on the bank.
On the ferry side, at noon, with the sun shining brightly, a woman was walking with an umbrella and a pair of embroidered shoes, following closely behind a scholar who was coming to Beijing to take the exam. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she happened to hide in the shadow of the scholar.
That scholar must have had the reputation of being a civil servant, because he had a running script issued by the Ministry of Rites of that country, so he had a literary fortune that was far away from the capital.
Xiao Mo said: "Master, the female ghost holding the umbrella is worried about whether she will implicate the scholar. She is also thinking about how to make up for the scholar's loss of yang energy if she is lucky enough to escape. She is thinking about finding opportunities to protect him.
descendants for hundreds of years.”
Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, having Xiaomo by his side would indeed save a lot of things.
"Xiao Mo, I have to blame you. We are used to traveling together. What will we do in the future? It is difficult to switch from luxury to frugality."
Xiao Mo said: "As long as the young master doesn't find it annoying and doesn't chase people away, Xiao Mo can accompany the young master on his travels again and again."
Chen Ping'an suddenly felt a little nervous and glanced at Xiao Mo.
Damn it, could it be that Xianwei was in the alley at that time and didn't misjudge Xiao Mo?
How hard and meticulous it is to defend yourself, how meticulous it is, but in the end, this kind of thing can be darkened under the light?
Xiao Mo smiled and said: "Don't worry, young master, Xiao Mo has female cultivators who are similar to Taoist monks in later generations, but their appearance, bearing, and cultivation qualifications are not as good as Mrs. Wan Yi."
Chen Pingan smiled awkwardly, "What are you thinking about? How could I misunderstand Xiao Mo."
Xiao Mo said understandingly: "Xiao Mo misunderstood."
"Xiao Mo, if you go and stop the City God, you can reveal your identity as a worshiper of Dali, show them the "nothing incident" sign, and leave it to me at the ferry."
Chen Ping'an quietly dropped down and walked to the female ghost holding the umbrella. He put his fingers together and gently pressed against the oil-paper umbrella. He laughed in his heart and said: "Isn't it against the laws of nature for a girl to use such tricks to get on the road? As a shady person,
Ghosts can trample on Yang people's shadows at will and invisibly damage people's vitality. Aren't they afraid of causing disasters out of thin air and inflicting disaster on them instead of suffering the consequences?"
The female ghost had a face that was extremely white. She turned to look at the swordsman in green shirt. She was extremely horrified and begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "Master Immortal, I have hard reasons for this. I beg you, Master Immortal, to show your kindness. As long as I let you
Once you cross this river, you will leave immediately. The great kindness of the immortal master will be unforgettable to this servant..."
As she spoke, she took out a money bag from her sleeve and said, "Sixteen immortal coins are what I have saved for you. I just ask the immortal master to let me keep only one so that I can give it to the benefactor in front of me."
male."
The oil-paper umbrella she was holding was held down by the fingers of the swordsman in blue, so she had to stand there. The scholar in front of her didn't notice it at all. He just walked forward slowly, waiting for her embroidered shoes to leave.
The scholar's shadow suddenly made the ground as hot as a frying pan, leaving her nowhere to stand in the world.
Her face turned pale, and she endured the pain, so she had to lift one foot and step on the other embroidered shoe.
The female ghost holding the umbrella was on the line between life and death. She subconsciously raised her eyes and looked at the back of the scholar in front of her. She looked a little dazed and reluctant to let go, but then she smiled with relief.
Then she would spit on that bullshit immortal master, and she would have to spit on his face before she would be willing to become a meritorious deed of slaying demons and slaying demons for him.
But I saw the man in green shirt smiled, put his fingers together, and tapped the oil-paper umbrella lightly. In an instant, strands of golden threads poured down along the umbrella surface like rain, as if it was open.
A curtain was drawn.
She felt like she had fallen into a cool and bleak place in a fairy home.
Chen Ping'an handed over a pile of yellow seal talismans and said: "After crossing the river, you can repay your favor with the scholar. If you are willing, you can go to a place called Shujian Lake and find a monk named Zeng Ye. Maybe you can go there
Practice over there. It’s not hard to find this mountain god. You’ll know when you get there and ask. If you don’t want to travel far, feel free to do so.”
Just now on the line between life and death, the female ghost holding an umbrella is not without murderous intentions and a violent aura. A little aura has never been covered by the inherent hostility of the Yin spirit. This is the pure Taoist heart.
Otherwise, relying on Xiao Mo's examination of the contents of her heart, this female ghost has already made a distinction between right and wrong, good and evil, and there is absolutely no need for Chen Ping'an to be so "aggressive".
The ghost girl holding the umbrella was suspicious. It was a chance encounter for no reason, why should the other party be so kind?
Just thinking about it again, how could my meager Taoist skills allow this immortal master with unfathomable Taoist skills in front of me to plot and frame him like this?
When she thought about it, she was a little worried. Could it be that the other party coveted her... beauty?
Chen Ping'an could withstand any misunderstanding, but he couldn't stand this injustice. He laughed angrily and said: "Hurry up and follow the scholar across the river, and think less about what is there and what is not."
The female ghost really didn't dare to think too much. She carefully put away the pile of immortal talismans, gave a blessing, thanked her, and walked forward quickly. After taking a few steps, she discovered that even though she was not walking in the shadow of the scholar,
Still walking without any problems, she couldn't help but stop and turn around and asked: "May I ask the name of the immortal master, Immortal Mansion?"
The swordsman in blue shirt who looked bookish after a few glances shook his head, "You don't need to know whether these things exist or not."
She hesitated for a moment, with a firm look in her eyes, "I sincerely ask the immortal master, please give me some instructions."
The man patted the narrow knife on his waist and said with a smile: "My name is Chen Pingan. I am a swordsman."
Since I was imitating someone, I made a joke with the female ghost holding an umbrella that was not a joke.
It was also told to the Lord of the County and City, because Xiaomo's Dali Xingbu's low-level Nothing Matter card didn't seem to be particularly useful.
He turned around and hugged the City God who was driving the clouds, and then used the Cloud Water Body to continue on the road with Xiao Mo.
After the City God and the two assistants, Riyoushen and Shackles, respectfully returned the salute to the green-shirted man who signed up for his number, the City God pressed his cloud head and came to the shore, asking He Bo, who was supposed to be blocking the road, to just do it for him.
The female ghost is released.
He Bo was also stubborn. Even when he met the city god of a county who was his official superior, he still insisted on asking for a reason before he would give way. The city god was in a very good mood. Instead of being annoyed, he told He Bo that that
The green-shirted swordsman is none other than the young mountain master of Luoluo Mountain in Longzhou, Chen Ping'an, the master of the sect.
The City God ridiculed the He Bo, "It's so impressive that a sword fairy could stop here. I had to use some of my merits to escort a female ghost across the river."
He Bo felt extremely proud, but he said: "The realm of a swordsman is as great as the sky, but it is not as great as the humble duty of fulfilling one's duties here."
The City God chuckled, so this is the reason why you are here to be the Hebo and I am in charge of the City God's temple in the county town.
He Bo suddenly asked: "Is this really Chen Jianxian from Luo Luo Shan?"
Poor people can't afford to look down on mirrors, can't afford landscape newspapers, and the news on the mountain is far less informed than this city god. I just heard colleagues and superiors often mention it in the big and small wine shops, and the Dali Dynasty has two people in their forties.
The young swordsmen joined forces to fight for swordsmanship and demolished all the ancestral halls in Zhengyang Mountain. Especially the one named Chen among them had a bad temper and chopped off the head of the ancestor who moved mountains with his sword.
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Looking back at the behavior of the swordsman in blue, it seems that it is not very similar to the rumors. Could it be that the City God made a mistake?
The City God nodded, "You can't do it falsely, it's absolutely true."
He Bo complained: "Oh, City God, if that's the case, why didn't you tell me earlier so that I could ask Chen Jianxian for a calligraphy treasure?"
The City God glared, "Didn't you tell me earlier?!"
He Bo stopped talking. Whoever has the most authority has the right.
Xiao Mo traveled with his young master in the wind and continued on his way, asking: "Young Master, when you traveled in the past, was this always the case...?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and answered: "Nosy?"
Xiaomo smiled and said nothing.
Chen Ping'an said: "When the realm is high, the world becomes small, and it seems that everything under the mountain is trivial. That's right, it's just a stop for you and me, a little time, the difference is just that you accompany me to take a talisman boat to leisurely look at the mountains and rivers
, it’s a little different from me being dragged along by your shoulders. But for others, it may be life and death, the road, the unavoidable fate of kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to beg for mercy, whether we are separated for the day, or whether lovers finally get married..."
Xiao Mo said: "Young Master preached the Dharma, and Xiao Mo learned the lesson."
Chen Pingan endured it again and again.
Xiao Mo said: "I heard Mr. Zhu say that the origin of Luolu Mountain's atmosphere is attributed to the young master's integrity and his setting an example."
Chen Pingan twitched his lips, "That's nonsense, it has nothing to do with me."
Xiao Mo sighed: "Young Master is so open-minded."
The road in the mountains is as winding as a snake, rugged and difficult to navigate, and a convoy is made up of ponies.
An old man with white eyebrows, riding a horse and carrying a sword. He was probably out of town, and the old escort didn't shave much.
Walking side by side with a young Taoist priest.
At the corner of the mountain road, a man in green clothes slowly walked out with two swords folded at his waist, and said with a smile: "Robbery."
Behind him stood a young man who looked like a scholar.
The old man laughed and said: "Shanfeng, at first glance, he doesn't rob wealth but only sex. I can only wrong you."
The young Taoist priest smiled and said: "Brother Xu, you are more handsome. Not only your appearance, but Chen Ping'an and I are not good enough together?"
The two of them got off their horses and faced the man.
The martial arts bodyguard saw the swordsman in blue walking quickly, raising his hands and shaking hands with Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng respectively.
Most of them knew this person, whose surname was Chen. He was a friend of the old restaurant owner.
I don’t know why, but the man in green shirt was actually walking on foot, leading the horse for the owner of the hall, talking and laughing.
After going down the mountain, we passed by an inn, where four people sat at a table. The owner of the inn made an exception. Not only did he drink while escorting, he also allowed all the martial arts disciples to have a bowl of wine.
It's strange. Isn't the owner of the museum really afraid that something might happen along the way?
Chen Pingan picked up the wine bowl, took a sip of wine, took out a thin book from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Look through it?"
Xu Yuanxia wiped the corners of her mouth, took a closer look, quickly wiped her sleeves, and then picked up a collection of Su Zi's poems.
Last time at the wine table, when he mentioned this matter to himself, Chen Pingan began to brag about not drafting, saying that he could help him get a collection of poems titled by Su Zi, and even help him with his landscape painting.
Preface to the travelogue. Xu Yuanxia carefully opened it and saw that it indeed contained Su Zi's title and a personal seal. There was also a sentence: "My career is wrapped in a rough cloth, presented to the bearded ranger Xu Yuanxia", plus the date and month.
Xu Yuanxia's face turned red, she put it into her arms, and laughed and said: "The imitation of the handwriting by the brat looks very similar, so I will take it as real."
Chen Pingan picked up the wine bowl and said, "Su Zi has agreed to help you write the preface later. Just wait until you finish writing, and I will help send the manuscript to Su Zi."
Xu Yuanxia looked suspicious.
Zhang Shanfeng started to raise the fire, "What are you doing here in a daze? Why don't you quickly give our Uncle Chen a toast?"
Chen Ping'an continued: "I also have a copybook by Su Zi, but I forgot to bring it with me when I went out this time. If you want it, you can go to Luopo Mountain to get it."
Xu Yuanxia stretched out three fingers and shook them, "You can do it. You just said three sentences and you have already boasted three times."
In fact, these days, Xu Yuanxia went to the Xianjia Mountain near the martial arts school from time to time to wander around and ask about things on the mountain.
Therefore, the old people know about the rituals at Zhengyang Mountain at Luolu Mountain and the discussions at Zhongtu Confucian Temple.
Every time, I would climb the mountain slowly, rush down the mountain, return home, drink wine, and fall asleep drunk.
Xu Yuanxia raised the wine bowl, bumped it heavily with Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "If you are busy, you don't need to go back to Xianyou County with us. You won't miss a few drinks. Business is important."
Chen Ping'an sneered and said, "Don't pretend to be so bold with me here. If I really leave, you can't scold me to death on Master Zhang's side."
Zhang Shanfeng smiled and nodded. Now he is a god in the sea-viewing realm. Being called a real person at the wine table is not too much.
As soon as Xu Yuanxia turned to look at the young man with the yellow hat, she regretted it. Sure enough, the guy who was responsible for helping pour the wine had already nodded to himself and only said, "I'll go one by one and drink it all."
For this drink, whenever Xiaomo was toasted before, he would not say a word. He would drink a large bowl of wine in one gulp. After a few times, even Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng no longer dared to toast. Then, as long as their eyes met,
, Xiaomo will think that he was persuaded to drink, or that he was bored.
I'm afraid of this kind of hero at the wine table. The wine is very good, but the amount of wine is better than the wine.
What's more, Xiao Mo is very measured, and every time he makes Xu Daxia think about it, if Xu Yuanxia finishes drinking in one gulp, Xiao Mo will pour himself two more big bowls, causing Xu Yuanxia to toast or drink, every time in Xiao Mo
On Mo's side, I could only be really casual. In short, I was... quite happy. So Xu Yuanxia actually didn't drink much. She just raised the wine bowl a lot of times. After all, it was like having a hearty drink.
After that, she returned to Xianyou County and learned that Chen Pingan was going to Tongyezhou to found a sect. Xu Yuanxia couldn't help but tell Chen Pingan to get out of here.
Chen Ping'an was too lazy to pay attention to him. He sat on the horse with his hands in his sleeves, shoulders swaying, and two swords folded at his waist. He just casually chatted with Zhang Shanfeng. The two parties had made an appointment to go to Tongyezhou together, and Zhang Shanfeng just
Ask Xu Yuanxia if she is angry or not? There is nothing you can do. Some people are getting old and their legs and feet are no longer working. It is no problem to walk around. Even if they grit their teeth, they will travel around the country like young and strong men, drink that flower wine, and see beautiful women.
Women all want to kill thieves but are unable to capture them.
Xu Yuanxia was very angry.
Along the way back to Qingyuan County, Xu Yuanxia maintained relationships with government officials, inns or martial arts sects along the way, and occasionally trained disciples.
For some reason, Xiao Mo always felt that his young master was a completely different person on Luo Luo Mountain. He would be lazy, basking in the sun, drinking wine, and occasionally whistling to the tune of a country ballad.
Arriving at the martial arts gym in Xianyou County, Xiao Mo's eyes were opened to the fact that his own son actually cooked a table of dishes.
Xu Yuanxia crossed her arms and leaned against the kitchen door, smiling as she watched two old friends and a new friend busy there.
Drinking today is just a small drink.
When they arrived at Zhang Shanfeng's house, Chen Ping'an took the lead and opened a book with paintings, which made him click his tongue.
Zhang Shanfeng complained: "Brother Xu, I am a Taoist priest. What do you mean by putting these books on the table?!"
Xu Yuanxia chuckled and said, "Maybe the book has its legs and it sneaked in on its own. It has nothing to do with me."
There was a late-night snack in the evening. Xu Yuanxia took the three of them out of the martial arts gym and found a small restaurant in a back alley. During the meal, Chen Ping'an and Zhang Shanfeng drank openly, as if there was an internal strife.
At dawn the next day, Chen Pingan rubbed his forehead and didn't know how he got back to the martial arts gym.
After getting up, I opened the door and walked out. After walking a few steps, I found Xiaomo squatting on the steps next to the martial arts arena, watching Xu Yuanxia teach her disciples to practice boxing and walking.
Zhang Shanfeng, who was so stupid, was actually holding a bowl of wine nearby, drinking to relieve his hangover.
Xu Yuanxia waved to Chen Ping'an and said, "Come here and teach me a few fist-punching moves."
The disciples of the martial arts hall all looked at Mr. Chen, who was said to be very mysterious by the owner of the martial arts hall.
Wearing a green shirt with a white hairpin and a pair of black cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.
They had to admit that they looked a bit upright. As for the boxing matter, since they were friends of their own gym owner, they were pretty clear about it.
Why does the gym owner have such a good reputation in the world, especially among his peers? Isn’t it just the popularity that comes from losing fists?
If the owner hadn't been really kind, had enough food and water for every meal, and never defaulted on wages, he wouldn't have been able to retain many people.
That Mr. Zhang just now was promoted by the owner of the gym and taught him a set of boxing techniques. Good guy, I guess he really hasn't sobered up and is so soft that he's just drawing circles there.
So they didn't have much hope for Mr. Chen, who often traveled around the world.
Chen Ping'an smiled, picked up a corner of his green shirt and long coat, tied it around his waist, came to Xu Yuanxia's side, turned his back to the martial arts disciples, and first walked through the six steps of Shanshanquan.
The young men behind him looked at each other.
That's right, he is indeed the friend of his own host.
Xiaomo smiled.
The intention of a fist is like a mountain and water, connecting heaven and earth.
Yu Hong, a nine-level martial artist like Zhou Haijing, was lucky enough to face his own master, and it was just a matter of one punch.
Xu Yuanxia sat next to Xiao Mo and laughed softly: "These little bastards can't tell the difference, making Xiao Mo laugh."
Xiao Mo shook his head and said, "Everyone has their own level and knowledge."
Xu Yuanxia gathered her voices into a line and said: "This road has been full of trouble for Xiaomo."
We know very well what kind of person Chen Ping'an is. If he went out to have a drink with himself and Zhang Shanfeng, he would never have taken anyone with him if he hadn't been seriously injured.
Xu Yuanxia looked at the figure in green shirt whose fists and kicks were getting faster and faster on the martial arts field, and said with a smile: "I'm just getting older. If it had been ten or twenty years earlier, I would have drunk with Xiao Mo until he came back.
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Xiao Mo said softly: "In the eyes of the young master, Hero Xu may not be that young anymore, but I believe that in the young master's heart, Hero Xu will always be the brave man with a big beard who walks in the wind and rain."
The old man rubbed his chin and said with a smile, "That makes sense."
After that, Chen Pingan stayed in the martial arts hall for three consecutive days. Finally, Xu Yuanxia drove them away, laughing and scolding Chen Pingan and Zhang Shan.
Feng, two heartless bastards, are they just eating and drinking here, waiting eagerly for their own death so that they can divide the family property?
In the past few days, Chen Ping'an would teach and teach boxing. The disciples of the martial arts school finally realized it later and their impression of him changed greatly. They believed that Mr. Chen was really a master and could probably beat at least two gym masters.
If you open a martial arts gym here in the county, the business will definitely be good, especially female apprentices, who are absolutely indispensable.
Squatting on the steps early that morning, Chen Pingan rubbed his eyebrows and held a wine bowl while watching Zhang Shanfeng teaching boxing. The martial arts disciples were punching awkwardly and holding back laughter.
Smiling.
Before leaving for the journey, Xu Yuanxia suddenly made a request, asking Chen Ping'an to help write a plaque for the lobby. She also said that it must be louder and more courageous.
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were prepared. Xiao Mo was studying the ink beside him. Chen Pingan took up the pen and wrote four big characters in the list, inscribed "Luo Luoshan Chen Pingan". He also took out a personal seal and stamped it, "Chen Shiyi".
Chen Pingan put the pen on the pen holder, turned to look at Xu Yuanxia, and said with a smile: "If you still feel it's not powerful enough, I can change the one to nine."
Xu Yuanxia laughed loudly and said that it was almost done, otherwise the martial arts gym would not be able to hold it down.
The four characters written on the plaque can conquer a continent.
Xu Yuanxia walked all the way to the outside of the county town without any delay. She cupped her fists and gave the three people four words. It was a good journey.
When he arrived in Huaihuang County, Zhang Shanfeng did not live with Chen Ping'an in the mountains, but settled at the Caotou Shop in Qilong Lane with Jia Lao Shenxian, Chen Lingjun, and a young Taoist priest named Xianwei.
It was said that he wanted to pick up the wind and wash away the dust for him, and he drank a lot of wine. Then Zhang Shanfeng secretly asked Chen Lingjun to lead the way, saying that he wanted to go to the Water Goddess Temple on the Tiefu River. Chen Lingjun winked and understood, and there was a marriage sign there.
, extremely effective! The only problem is that the Water Goddess has moved. This trivial matter could not stop Uncle Chen from taking her to a mountain temple elsewhere in Longzhou.
He wanted to follow Fu Jiangshui Temple. When he heard that he was going to burn incense with a certain mountain god, he would not be happy to go.
Chen Pingan walked alone to Mud Bottle Alley, climbed over the wall, and landed in the courtyard of Song Jixin's house. This was the first time Chen Pingan had done this.
Using the Shuiyun Body again, he entered Song Jixin's study without having to rummage through the cabinets. In a Qing Dynasty porcelain vase placed on the bookshelf, he opened a layer of mysterious and hidden but easy-to-open landscape restrictions. Finally, Chen Ping'an was
A piece of broken porcelain was found. In addition, there were several pages of yellowed paper left by the Queen Mother Da Li's South Hairpin, which were fragments of Tao Jue written by Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.
Then when he arrived at the door of his ancestral home, Chen Pingan squatted down and dug through the soil, and took out a rouge box that had been buried in the alley for many years.
Then I went to an inaccessible wilderness and found a small tomb without a monument.
These are the inside stories that Aunt Feng told him at the Fire Temple.
There are stones pressing down on the whitened red paper on the grave. It is estimated that someone visited the grave during the Qingming Festival this year, and then rain fell here one after another.
Moreover, the small graves also show signs of being added with soil every year.
Chen Ping'an knelt down and took out two pots of wine, one pot of glutinous rice wine from his hometown, and one pot of three-night wine from the mountains, and poured them all in front of the small grave.
After walking a long way, Chen Ping'an looked back and left in the wind.
In the night, Chen Pingan moved a small bench and sat near the head of a dragon kiln, sitting alone all night until dawn.
Longzhou has been officially renamed Chuzhou.
The transfer of officials is not infrequent. Just like the long-standing kiln superintendent's office, it has been replaced by a new superintendent long ago. He is a son of a noble family from the capital. However, it seems that the more he wants to make a difference, the less he does.
Cao Gengxin, a drunkard, was far from perfect in his officialdom.
The Moon Palace ruins presented by Xiaomo come from a bright moon and are like an ancient and alternative summer palace.
Chen Ping'an had already said hello to Xiao Mo in advance and would give this gift to Liu Xianyang. Xiao Mo had better talk, so of course it didn't matter.
Chen Ping'an waited until daybreak, then put away his bench and returned to Luolu Mountain.
During the previous ceremony at Zhengyang Mountain, Chen Pingan asked Guan Yiran to send a secret letter to the hunting envoy Cao Ping. After receiving the letter, Cao Ping stopped attending the ceremony and left directly.
It is equivalent to a three-hundred-year alliance between Luo Luoshan and the Cao family of Shangzhu Kingdom. There is no need for Chen Ping'an and Cao Ping to meet, and there is no need to put the contract on paper. There is no need for any black and white words, it is just a mutual understanding.
There is a tacit agreement between gentlemen.
Luopo Mountain will protect the Cao family's incense, and "certain" worst outcomes will not occur. Both parties know this very well. The so-called accident is not that the Cao family has lost its hereditary and irreplaceable status as a Shangzhu country, but the real meaning.
The kind of family ruined and incense cut off. Although this possibility is extremely small, Chen Ping'an started his letter with this, which actually showed his sincerity.
After that, within three hundred years, the Cao family can send pure warriors or Taoist monks to Luopo Mountain, where they can practice peacefully in the mountain. Luopo Mountain will carefully cultivate them. If this matter is too exposed, the Song court will be afraid of it.
Chen Ping'an can also secretly send those candidates to several places such as the Taihui Sword Sect in Luzhou in the north, or the Longxiang Sword Sect in the South Posu Island.
Cao Ping soon made Chen Ping'an aware of Cao's vigorous and resolute behavior.
Because the Cao family has secretly sent two people to Luopo Mountain, two children named Cao and a pair of boys and girls.
The young Cao Yin, also known as Fengsheng, is a descendant of the Cao family and a swordsman. The girl has a given surname: Cao, Mingyang, and Wutong. Now she is a martial artist in the four realms, and her fighting skills are pretty good.
According to the rules of the wealthy family, the girl is Cao Yin's maid and also serves as a dead soldier.
The two of them were placed by Zhu Lian in a mansion in the back mountain of Luolu Mountain.
Cui Dongshan gave guidance to young Cao Yin on her spiritual practice and gave her several secret books on the mountain. As for Cao Yang, Sui Youyou and Pei Qian had both taught her boxing several times before.
Chen Ping'an originally wanted to go to the house over there and chat with the two for a while, but he hesitated and asked Chen Lingjun to call them over and make an appointment to meet at the stone table by the cliff.
The boys and girls rushed to Qianshan together.
They saw the bamboo building first, and then they were dressed in green shirts, standing on the edge of the cliff, looking like gods.
The man looked at them with a smile and nodded in greeting.
Cao Yin walked forward quickly, and the girl followed behind.
The young man bowed and saluted, "Cao Yin pays homage to the mountain master."
The girl stood one step behind Cao Yin. She just lowered her head and bent over, cupping her hands and holding her fists. She did not stand up for a long time with the famous sect leader. Due to some unwritten rules of the sect, she kept her duty and did not sign up for her number.
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Green shirt in front of me.
He is a forty-year-old swordsman who is in the upper fifth realm.
He is also a martial artist who has stood at the top of the human world.
Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Cao Yin and Cao Yang, please sit down."
A pair of young and beautiful girls took their seats one after another.
After Chen Pingan sat down, he asked: "Are you still used to living in the mountains?"
Cao Yin, a young and mature man with a calm temperament, replied solemnly: "Go back to the mountain master, I'm used to living here, it couldn't be any better."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You don't have to be too restrained in Luopo Mountain. You can just walk around and take a look outside of your usual practice of boxing."
The girl is a martial arts practitioner, so when facing this martial artist, she is actually more in awe than Cao Yin.
Serve as a god.
Therefore, her meeting with Chen Pingan today was like respectfully offering incense to a living god.
When he heard that he was coming to see this mountain lord, Cao Yang was completely confused and his mind was in a state of confusion.
If it weren't for the fact that there was still a long mountain road to walk from the back mountain to the Zhulou Cliffside, which could help her calm down quickly, she would probably have lost her temper when she got here.
Chen Ping'an didn't talk to them much. After they left, he hesitated for a moment and decided to let the leader live forever. He called Pei Qian, who was staying in Ouhua Blessed Land, back to Luolu Mountain and said he was waiting for her on the second floor of the Bamboo House.
Going up the stairs to the corridor on the second floor, Chen Ping'an sat at the door, took off his cloth shoes and placed them outside the door.
He had already noticed something strange about Pei Qian. Before he visited Mount Zhengyang in Luopo Mountain, Pei Qian said that he would break the situation when he returned to Luopo Mountain. As a result, he was delayed again and again.
Although it had not been long since that time, Chen Pingan did not dare to take it lightly.
As a pure martial artist, he was actually under pressure.
A ninth-level martial artist who can already break the bottleneck but deliberately suppresses it will be in great danger if he is not careful.
Who borrowed your courage?
Am I the master?
Chen Pingan walked into the house. There was nothing there, and he began to close his eyes and rest.
In the past, when he was traveling alone in Luzhou, Beiju, he was asked to box for no apparent reason. At that time, Chen Ping'an almost mistakenly thought he was going to die.
The person who was questioning him indiscriminately turned out to be the old housekeeper who changed his name at Sasao Villa. Wu Fengjia, whose real name was Gu You, was from the Great Seal Script Dynasty.
In the past, one of the three local warriors in Luzhou, Beiju, used his fists to defeat dozens of immortal masters from the dynasty and vassal states. All of them were expelled from the country by this pure warrior single-handedly.
Gu You is the founder of Shanshan Quan.
Back then, when I took the boxing, Shanshanquan was passed from pile to pile, and he punched nearly 1.6 million times.
At that time, in order to test his depth, Gu You punched very hard, and the reason was even more important.
The old man once said that the only way to practice boxing is to lose thousands of boxing techniques and live out one boxing intention.
Of course, Gu You also said a bold statement that was very consistent with the realm of the founder of Shanshanquan and the martial artist of Zhijie.
The general meaning is that he doesn't talk about the level of Cui Cheng's boxing skills, but his boxing skills are actually average. If it were him, he could guarantee that Chen Ping'an would be the strongest!
Chen Pingan put away his thoughts and opened his eyes.
Pei Qian is here.
She took off her boots at the door and entered the house hesitantly.
Chen Ping'an rolled up his sleeves and said solemnly: "I will not overwhelm the situation and determine the winner."
Pei Qian remained silent and motionless.
Chen Ping'an was exactly the same as Gu You when he challenged him. He slightly bent his knees, twisted his wrists, punched himself with one fist, and extended the fist forward. He said slowly: "I will challenge you with the Mountain Shaking Fist."
Pei Qian looked a little flustered and looked at his master blankly.
This master she was most familiar with made her feel a little strange.
Chen Ping'an said angrily: "Pei Qian, if you were to fight against someone, you would be dead by now!"
Pei Qian just didn't speak, and there was no fist in her body.
Chen Ping'an kicked the ground as fast as thunder, causing the whole bamboo building to shake, and his punch reached Pei Qian's face.
Pei Qian just took two steps back and leaned against the wall. Chen Ping'an almost punched her in the forehead. He forced his fist back. He was angry and laughing. In the end, he only felt distressed and said helplessly: "Forget it."
Pei Qian grinned.
Chen Pingan bent his fingers and hit Pei Qian with a chestnut, which made him hold his head.
Seeing that the master had already walked towards the door and sat down to put on his cloth shoes, Pei Qian suddenly felt relaxed. Pidianpidian followed the master and sat down, laughing softly: "Master, I am telling the truth. If the winner is really determined, the less Three punches, or at most five punches, and it will be over."
Chen Pingan said angrily: "You also know?"
The old man in a green shirt, long coat and cloth shoes slightly bent his knees, twisted his wrists, made a fist with his hand, and slowly extended it forward. He made a fist with one hand, but then pulled it back, "My Mountain Shaking Fist, the heaviest punch against the enemy, one punch Keep your mind, so even if you are facing the enemy, the founder of the three religions, as long as the intention of the fist is not scattered, you can still throw another punch to death! You can let your immortal spells reach the sky, and the mountains can crush me. I can shake the mountain with my fist! This is me When Gu You was in the Seventh Realm, he had this realization and was able to write the preface of this boxing manual. If you, Chen Pingan, want to reach a higher level than me in the future, you should have such a big idea that you don't know the heights of the sky!"
On the edge of the big pit, there appeared a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes, it was the old martial artist.
, Wu Fengjia, or not to mention Li Er who was born out of nowhere, he is one of the three native Ten Realm warriors in Luzhou, Beiju, Gu You of the Great Seal Script Dynasty.
In the surrounding countries of the Great Seal Dynasty, why was there only one Golden Scale Palace with a weak Nascent Soul? And why was the Golden Scale Palace so weak that it was regarded as a useless mountain that had never been heard of before?
It was Gu You, the martial artist, who used his fists to defeat the gods on the mountains of more than ten countries, and almost all of them were expelled from the country by this man.
Gu You once said, "The sky is big and the earth is big, the gods should get out of here."
Those who speak boldly must be accompanied by heroic deeds are the real heroes.
The old man knelt down and said with a smile: "Of course my name is not Wu Fengjia, it's just the name of a dead knight who traveled around the world when he was young. He died in order to save a roadside beggar who was run over by a wheel. On the spot. That little lame man had been practicing boxing all his life just to prove one thing to his savior. In order to save an orphan covered in pus, a martial artist from the Four Realms risked his own life. This thing It’s worth it!”
Gu You's pseudonym was actually the name of someone else. He was just a martial artist who traveled around the world and died trying to save a roadside beggar.
So after Gu You became famous, he used this name whenever he went out to spar with martial artists on the top of the mountain. Just to prove one thing, that martial artist from the Four Realms back then risked his life for a child covered in pus. It's not that... not worth it!
Chen Pingan stood on the railing and turned his head to look at the town in the distance.
Just like Mr. Qi protecting a Lizhu Cave. The growth of every young generation in the town can prove one more point that this matter is not so unworthy.
Many young people always feel that the world is mine, and they only dare to see if I want it or not.
Only when you reach adulthood, your bold words must be accompanied by heroic deeds to be considered a true hero.
Therefore, when the Confucian Temple is discussing affairs and the two worlds are in confrontation, they are dressed in green shirts and fight whenever they want.
Then the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall would never just say something light and easy to talk without pain in his back just because he returned to the world.
Then I will go to the wild world, drag Luo Luohe, interrupt the Immortal Hairpin City, chop Tuoyue Mountain with my sword, and kill the head of a sword cultivator at the peak of the Ascension Realm.
Chen Pingan patted the ball bun on the top of Pei Qian's head and said softly: "Go back to the Ouhua Blessed Land. You can break through tomorrow."
In fact, I know why Pei Qian must be in such a stressful situation.
Just to wait for that day to come.
Because senior Cui Cheng passed away on this day.
The old man did not confess any last words at a small temple in the capital city of Nanyuan.
It seems that all the principles are being taught and practiced in the Zhulou.
Pei Qian nodded and returned to the Lotus Flower Blessed Land.
She did not go directly to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, but chose a secluded area. She landed in a straight line, and the earth shook.
Running all the way, crossing rivers and mountains, and occasionally resting by the water's edge, Pei Qian would catch a few fish and stew them in a pot, make a fire to cook, and make rice in the fish soup. It was indeed a bit salty.
In the night, I visited the familiar yet unfamiliar capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, walked through the streets and alleys, saw the two stone lions squatting at the door, and finally came to the Xinxiang Temple in Nanyuan Kingdom.
Pei Qian sat on the steps and stared blankly at the corridor.
She was silent for a long time.
When the sky turns white, a figure rises from the ground and heads towards the sky.
Please ask the governor who is responsible for looking after a blessed land to have a long life and open the door to the lotus root blessed land.
Pei Qian said in a deep voice: "Open the door!"
The Nine Martial Arts of Haoran Jiuzhou.
There are also two majestic martial fortunes, one from the wild world and the other from the Qingming world, pouring into Luopo Mountain and into the Lotus Flower Blessed Land.
They were smashed one by one by Pei Qian in the style of a god beating a drum.
There is a blessed land in the world, and the martial destiny is like a majestic rain, falling on the world.
Near the entrance of Tianbian Blessed Land, Chen Ping'an held his sleeves with his hands, and beside him was Zhang Lu Changming in a snow-white robe.
Changsheng smiled and said: "Pei Qian's martial arts is beyond the realm, it is really unreasonable."
Chen Ping'an said with an indifferent expression: "It's not surprising, after all, he is my founding disciple."
From the corner of his eye, Changsheng caught a glimpse of the young mountain master, deliberately speaking in an understatement, but the smile between his eyebrows was like "My daughter is the best in the world, do I need to say such a thing?"
old father.
Chang Ming, the manager, joked: "From now on, when I put on sacks in the middle of the night, the mountain owner can call me."
Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "You have to stop me when the time comes and pay attention to the force of the kick."
A group of three people visited Hongzhu Town. Chen Pingan bought some books from the shopkeeper Li Jin at the bookstore.
Xiaomi Li didn't bring the golden pole or the green bamboo stick today, but just a cloth bag as a crossbody.
On the mountain road, millet grains were walking at the front, holding a golden melon seed between two fingers, holding it high, shaking my head, and never tired of watching it.
In the dusk, the Water God Temple is about to close.
After changing the temple blessing, she used to be an old woman, but now she is a simple woman.
When Chen Ping'an saw the woman whose features were vaguely familiar, he couldn't laugh or cry.
This goddess of jade liquid and river water is really capable of doing everything.
He really knew the woman who was the new temple blessing in front of him. She was actually the same age, slightly older than Chen Pingan by two or three years.
Because he is a native of a small town in Huaihuang County, his surname is Lu, but his relationship with the Lu family on Fulu Street has long been estranged, and he is not even close to any relatives.
The person she married was also from her hometown and worked as a kiln worker in the Long Kiln. However, it was far away from the kiln where Chen Pingan was an apprentice. Her family sold their house in the early years and moved to the prefecture city to live a better life.
A life of prosperity that was unimaginable before.
The woman was a little unsure, but with a bit of joy on her face, she tentatively asked, "Is it Chen... Ping'an from the Mud Bottle Alley?"
A few years ago, perhaps because of her ancestors' good deeds, she was favored by the Water Goddess and became the temple blessing of the Yuye Jiangshui Temple. She is half a mountain person. Although she has never practiced immortality, she has met many immortal masters.
There are many dignitaries wearing official hats and women wearing gold and jade, and two of them are the legendary imperial wives.
It really made her excited at first, but later the woman didn't care about going to Longzhou City to show off.
Every time a man goes out to drink, his face will be flushed and he will say that he is very lucky and wants a daughter-in-law with a glorious family background. You are no worse than the widow of the Gu family in Mud Bottle Alley.
Oh, now I, a man who has never read a book, can imitate the literary style of a scholar, as if he were picking out a string of four-character sentences from a sauerkraut vat.
Chen Pingan nodded with a smile and called out the other party's name, "Yanmei, we haven't seen each other for many years. I only heard that your family moved to Longzhou City. I didn't expect you to be here."
In the past, locals in small towns married very early, and many women would get married at the age of fourteen or fifteen.
She asked: "Chen Pingan, is this your daughter?"
Before she became a temple consecrator, she had only heard some fragmentary information about the orphan in Mud Bottle Lane. It was said that Chen Ping'an met the foreigner through his friend Liu Xianyang in his early years after he was not a kiln worker's apprentice.
Master Ruan, our blacksmith, somehow made his first money and spent it to buy several hills in the west, and he became prosperous.
Later, for some reason, I came under the discernment of the mountain god of Piyun Mountain, and became even more generous.
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh. This was such a big deal that he had no choice but to touch Xiao Mili's head.
Xiaomi Li covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes narrowed like crescent moons. We will neither admit nor deny this new title that fell from the sky.
The woman asked: "Are you here to burn incense?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I have to trouble you to send a message to Yuye Jiangshui Mansion with Feijian. I have something to do with Ye Qingzhu."
The woman was a little surprised, hesitated, and persuaded: "Chen Ping'an, I am still in charge of things now. I can offer you some talismans and chariots to help you find water for your long journey to Shuifu."
Although Chen Pingan is definitely doing well now and can do business in partnership with Beiyue Shanjun, I heard that Chen Pingan has a separate account for the Niujiaodu, which is full of wealth.
However, there are many taboos and particularities in the officialdom of mountains and rivers, not to mention that my own water goddess, according to the gold and jade genealogy of a continent issued by the Dali imperial court in the past, was ranked fourth and very high.
It was the boundary of Longzhou, so it was inconspicuous. Otherwise, in the officialdom of a small vassal country, he would have been a real frontier official.
The man still insisted on his opinion, "Just send the message to Shuifu, I will wait here for the Water Goddess."
The woman was a little disappointed.
The boy from Mud Bottle Alley in the past didn’t seem to be like this.
Chen Ping'an couldn't explain anything. If she went directly to Shuifu, her temple blessing would be in vain.
But if she is allowed to fly her sword to deliver the message, Ye Qingzhu will have to remember her. The Water Goddess will feel that the invitation to you as a temple blessing was not in vain.
Chen Pingan was sitting on the steps outside the water temple.
Xiaomi Li scratched her face and drooped her head, listless.
I always feel like I’m causing trouble to the good mountain master again.
In fact, from the beginning, she just thought that she could have some fun in Red Candle Town and then go back home.
But the good mountain owner just shook his head and refused. She couldn't hold his legs like she did before and refused to let him go. Mr. Xiaomo was right next to him.
Xiao Mo did not sit next to Chen Pingan, but sat on the far right.
In this way, the millet grains sit in the middle.
On the river, water mist rose. Ye Qingzhu, the Goddess of Water, came alone from her ancestral temple. Her face was slightly pale, and she couldn't hide her anxious look.
Especially when she saw the man in green shirt sitting on the steps at the entrance of her ancestral temple, she felt even more chilled down her spine.
Ye Qingzhu forced a smile and said to the temple blessing woman: "You go back inside first, I want to talk to Mr. Chen."
The woman who was praying at the temple was confused and wanted to talk about something. Why not go to the temple to chat? Shouldn't she pay attention to how to treat guests? It would be better to prepare some wine, fruits and vegetables.
But how could she dare to disobey the Water Goddess and return to the temple? After crossing the threshold, she quietly turned back and glanced at the figure in the green shirt.
The woman felt a little lost for a while.
Over the years, she occasionally thought that if she reunited with the boy from Mud Bottle Alley one day, would he feel a little...regretful?
It's just that these little thoughts of hers fell away as soon as she thought about them on the other side of the lake. In the end, she was still a little worried and a little relieved.
That person of the same age in Mud Bottle Alley back then was probably really kind and his kindness was rewarded, and he finally didn't have to live such a miserable life.
Because when the woman was still an unmarried girl, she once sat with her mother under the lamp. While they were mending clothes, they chatted about their parents' affairs.
They were all trivial. As we talked, we somehow ended up talking about the young man who was an apprentice kiln worker. He often helped their family with some farm work, and he always took the initiative to speak, or when the farming was busy, he would
I would "accidentally" pass by the fields. Moreover, in their rice fields, during the water season, they never had to worry about running out of water. Most people would go to the fields twice at night and it would be a big deal, but this was not the case for me.
The whole night, I stayed on the other side of the field.
The reason for this seems to be that the girl's mother once went to Mud Bottle Alley to help with two innocent things. In fact, in small towns, neighbors, as long as they are not enemies, will often help if they can.
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The old woman said that the Chen family in Mu Ping Lane were all good people. She also said that such a good boy should not have such a hard life.
During the chat that night, the mother's last words were still fresh in the woman's memory. The child suffered so much that all the pain was gone, so he kept smiling in front of us outsiders.
There is a saying in the small town in my hometown, "You never kill someone with bad ethics." It refers to a person who is extremely polite and never talks about right and wrong.
Chen Ping'an sat on the steps and looked at Ye Qingzhu.
Ye Qingzhu wished he could dig a hole in the ground and crawl down there. The Yinguan of Luolu Mountain was sitting there, and standing by himself, wouldn't it look condescending? But he couldn't just sit on the ground.
Almost at the same time, Xiaomo and I raised our heads and looked at the sky above Luolu Mountain, where a slender sword light fell.
Chen Pingan stood up. Before he could speak, Ye Qingzhu subconsciously took a step back. Chen Pingan smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm just here to meet the Water Goddess tonight. My neighbor hasn't visited us for many years. It's not polite. I'll go back to our Luoluoshan as a guest."
I will once again show my kindness as a landlord and invite the Water Goddess to drink."
Ye Qingzhu really wanted to say that I won't go.
But she still nodded silently.
In fact, Chen Ping'an didn't really want to do anything between her and Shuifu.
In the final analysis, it still depends on Xiaomili’s meaning. Along the way to the Water God Temple, Xiaomili’s brows were always slightly frowning, and he always wanted to say something but didn’t know what to say. This was the answer.
Chen Pingan said goodbye with clasped fists.
Ye Qingzhu quickly gave him a blessing, saying that he was alive and had not been beaten yet.
It seems that it is useful to secretly go to other temples to burn incense and pray for blessings.
As for visiting Luoluo Mountain, it’s very simple.
Xiao Mo couldn't help but laugh. This Water Goddess had gotten into this situation, so she probably really knew what it was like to suffer.
Returning the same way to Hongzhu Town, Chen Pingan laughed.
After Ning Yao returned to Feisheng City, he actually asked Guo Zhujiu to come to Haoran Tianxia.
Chen Ping'an touched Xiao Mili's head and asked: "Next time you guard the door and the Water Goddess comes to visit, what will you do?"
Xiaomi Li waved her little arms and laughed, "I'm so brave. Even if there's only one person at the door, it doesn't matter. I still want to invite the Water Goddess for tea."
Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Are there any melon seeds for the guests?"
Xiaomi Li frowned and immediately smiled, "What are you thinking about? I'm so angry that I won't even give you a melon seed."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Are you so vindictive?"
The millet grains jumped up and down, shook their heads, and moaned, "The big water monster in Dumb Lake, I am so fierce."
Over at Luolu Shanzhu Tower, a large number of people came to join in the fun, and only Pei Qian was the most dull and speechless.
Guo Zhujiu blinked, "No, senior sister is not short now."
Bai Xuan immediately spoke from his heart to this guy who claimed to be a disciple of Yin Guan, and asked you, Guo Zhujiu, to do a favor and be a peacemaker for him and Pei Qian. As long as the job is successful, there will be a generous reward.
Guo Zhujiu nodded and agreed, it was a piece of cake.
She tiptoed the ground, jumped forward, and held out a palm in the air. Pei Qian looked embarrassed and raised his palm stiffly, so when the two sides passed each other, they gave him a high five.
The girl's figure fell behind Pei Qian and stood still. She turned her back to Pei Qian and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, give me some face and wipe out the grudge between you and Bai Xuan. How about that?"
Pei Qian put away his palms and rubbed his forehead, "Okay, okay."
Guo Zhujiu walked up to Pei Qian and started to circle around him. Finally, she put her hand to her mouth and whispered in Pei Qian's ear: "Senior Sister is not young."
Pei Qian rolled his eyes.
Bai Xuan made up his mind to hang out with Guo Zhujiu from now on.
What Pei Qian...
Seeing that Pei Qian used his signature move to squint at him again, Bai Xuan immediately shrank his neck and looked up at the moon.
Although he already knew that Guo Zhujiu had come to Luopo Mountain, Chen Pingan did not return immediately. Instead, he asked Xiaomo to take Xiaomili back first and went to the town alone.
Walking in the Mud Bottle Alley, Chen Ping'an was alone. He did not stop at his ancestral home, but walked all the way to the Gu family's ancestral home.
There once was a young woman who was not yet a woman, and her family of three lived here. After her parents passed away, she married a stranger named Gu.
So later, she killed the man and became a widow. Many people in the town said it was her fault because she was killed by the orphan whose two houses were not far away.
In the early years, that child's father and mother died one after another. She should have known the seriousness, but she still dared to help with the affairs of the family and even kept vigil at the funeral.
Later, when she was living a hard life with her children, some people began to say weird things again, saying just wait and see, sooner or later even your single seedling of the Gu family will be killed by that man named Chen. Sooner or later.
Chen Pingan put his hands on his sleeves, took a step back, leaned against the wall, and looked at the old house that was now empty.
One night, in the middle of the night, the thin young man, who had not yet gone to work as a kiln worker's apprentice and was sleeping lightly, immediately heard a sound in the alley.
Someone outside seemed to be walking in a hurry, fell down, and burst into heart-wrenching tears. The young man ran out barefoot without even putting on his straw sandals.
As soon as he touched the child's hot forehead and felt his pulse, even if the young man only had a rough understanding of pharmacology, he knew something was wrong.
He first told the woman who was just crying not to worry, and then took the child from the woman's hands. He held the child and ran all the way to Yang's shop.
The boy holding the child in both hands knocked hard on the door of Yang's shop with his forehead. In the middle of the night, when there was no response, the sweaty boy started kicking the door.
Finally, an old man living in the backyard opened the door with his clothes on, and scolded the young man who kicked the door loudly. He was an uneducated person and was in a hurry to reincarnate?
But Grandpa Yang finally saved the little slug.
Later I met Liu Xianyang.
Gu Can is a child who has been cold-tempered since he was a child. This little slug cannot be raised well.
This was not even said by outsiders, but by Liu Xianyang.
But Liu Xianyang also said that no matter what, Gu Can still misses you very much.
Chen Pingan closed his eyes.
When I was a child, I saw off my parents twice wearing sackcloth and mourning. There was that young woman in the procession.
Later, there was the time she opened the door.
No matter what kind of person she becomes in the future.
So even if the sky falls.
Don't even think about Gu Can dying in front of my eyes.
I can die, but Gu Can will not die.
Chen Ping'an's sleeves trembled, and the rainbow turned into a rainbow and landed in the backyard of Yang's shop.
Entering the wing room that Li Huai mentioned, there was only a letter left on the table.
The content of the letter is only one sentence.
Food is the most important thing for people, are you full?
Chen Pingan remained silent and just put the letter into his sleeve.
There is also a brand new tobacco stick and a bag of tobacco on the table.
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, then relied on his memory to light the dry smoke. However, he choked and coughed after just one sip.
The room was filled with smoke for a while.
Nothing out of the ordinary, Chen Ping'an took another puff of dry cigarette, his mind was ups and downs, and he was looking at many memories.
For some reason, in an instant, Old Man Yang's voice sounded in his heart.
Chen Ping'an, in your eyes, all the people who died in vain in Shujian Lake actually ended up very good. Not only did they have this life or the next life, but they also had extra opportunities and blessings.
Cui Chan had already made arrangements for this matter, without exception.
Cui Zhang had met and talked with those people before and after their death, and they all had their own desires. Therefore, the tragic death of some people was a cover-up. In fact, they had already received some money or opportunities to practice. Some people were willing to die, but they also wanted to
Escape from the bitter sea of Shujian Lake and get a stable afterlife.
Cui Chan once came here and explained the matter to me, saying that he wanted a person who originally thought he had a clear conscience to feel guilty and worried about this all his life, so that he would not reach a higher level in practice in the future and become less and less like a human being.
, just because he feels that he has never owed anything to this world. So he wants to make a big hole in your heart and let you spend your whole life to repair it. You, a smart person who has been smart since childhood, must go there.
No one bothers himself. Even if you already know the truth at this moment, so what? You will still carry that lingering guilt and continue on the road of life.
Chen Ping'an finally left the house, holding a dry tobacco pole, sitting on the bench under the eaves, crossing his legs, squinting his eyes, and puffed out smoke.
The last words of Old Man Yang were that the great origin of the Tao comes from the sky. The sky does not change, and the Tao does not change. The world is covered with stars and moons, and the world is beautiful. You can walk well and be safe.