The pale-faced, vegetarian-clad child had his mind spinning in a circle, and then he continued to follow the adults forward, and his figure disappeared into the depths of the alley.

Chen Ping'an's expression was calm, and he didn't continue to look at the treacherous scene over there, and glanced at the demon suppression talisman posted on the gate, which was just an ordinary yellow paper material, and it was not too distressing to use. There was such a heavy rain before, and the door was soaked with rain, but it was casually pasted on the door panel by Chen Ping'an, and it was very firm.

The door is pasted with the two most common painted martial arts gods in the market, I don't know whether it is the martial temple saint who enjoys the incense in Tongyezhou, or the meritorious general in the history of the Agarwood Kingdom.

Most of this year has passed, and the painted door god has been blown by the wind and rain, faded badly, and a little bleak, with a trace of twilight decay.

After Chen Ping'an entered the four realms of martial arts, his qi and blood were strong, his soul was tenacious, and the way he looked at this world had changed a little, similar to the hope of a qi practitioner, he could capture the slightest wisp of spiritual energy, especially after wearing Jin Li, with the degree of spiritual energy absorption of this robe, they verified each other and gained a lot.

Looking up at the two door gods who seemed to be brightly armored and majestic, in fact, there was a little divine aura, which had long since disappeared in the long river of time, and was eaten away and consumed by the yin and evil atmosphere of this strange alley.

Does this count as heroic shortness of breath?

Chen Ping'an sighed, stood on tiptoe, and smoothed the subtle folds of the talisman with his fingers, a pagoda town demon talisman, according to the market price, how many pairs of painted door gods can be bought?

Chen Ping'an walked into the courtyard, closed the door and tied it, since Lu Tai woke up, he completely lost his sleepiness, and moved a chair to sit at the door like Chen Ping'an, without Chen Ping'an opening his mouth, Lu Tai took the initiative to explain: "Some shallow yin things, they also scare and scare people, at most they will harm those people who are congenitally weak yang, or when they walk at night, they will suddenly startle them, take advantage of the moment when the soul trembles, absorb and steal a little soul, or there is no virtue in those ancestors, In the portal where the door god failed, when the common people had nightmares, they did the ghost press the bed, well, there are some guys who are uncomfortable with themselves, don't understand the rules, pee at the forks in the ghost road where some yin things wander, and get into trouble by themselves. ”

Lu Tai took out the bamboo fan, and the fan moved, the coolness in the courtyard suddenly disappeared, and there was no reason to have a little more warmth, and in the rain, a trace of gray smoke rose and dissipated.

Lu Tai said with a smile: "These ghosts don't have much knowledge, and they have the same virtue as the living people of Flying Eagle Castle, and they can't see the depth of the two of us at all, but it's a pity that the demon suppression talisman, if it is painted by the Heavenly Master of the Zhang Family, or the high-level mage of the Lingbao Sect, with your material, ......"

Lu Tai paused for a moment, deliberately trying to sprinkle salt on Chen Ping'an's wound, "Just one talisman is pasted at the gate of Flying Eagle Castle, you can shelter these hundreds of people, at least three years and five years, and you won't be disturbed by the Yin Thing, how can a layman like you rely on only a mouthful of pure true qi to spit on the talisman is destined to not be able to hook up the aura of heaven and earth, this talisman is the water of no source, so it can have a few days of scenery?"

Chen Ping'an sat on the chair opposite, "Why didn't you show up earlier?"

Lu Tai smiled and said: "What am I doing when I show up? Chatting with them and chatting about the customs here? Ask them how to arrange the order of appearance in order to scare you? How do you make the rain turn into blood? I will only tell them in a serious way, the ghost scary methods, they are really not enough to see, I may not be able to help but teach them a few tricks when the time comes......

The more Lu Tai spoke, the more unspeakable he became, Chen Ping'an pointed out the door with a wine gourd, signaling that Lu Tai could go out and get close to them.

Lu Tai sat in place, motionless as a mountain, and put away the folding fan with a snap, "I like to deal with the demons and spirits raised in the family since I was a child, and I can even say that I get along day and night, and I have long been used to it, if it weren't for you Chen Ping'an annoying them, with them floating around outside, I would only sleep more peacefully and sweetly." ”

Chen Ping'an was puzzled: "You Yin and Yang family children, don't you have to taboo this?"

Lu Tai looked up at the rain curtain and said softly: "If you are not close to evil, you do not know good." ”

Chen Ping'an asked curiously, "Is there a real ghost hidden in Flying Eagle Castle?"

Lu Tai nodded, "Otherwise, why did I say 'the treasure land of feng shui for planting blame' before the fight?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, remembering this matter clearly.

Lu Tai's two hands lazily rested on the chair handles, and his big sleeves hung down, "If the two of us die and become outlaws in the deep mountains and old forests over there, do you think anyone will believe it if they are planted to the martial arts reckless men of Flying Eagle Castle? ”

Chen Ping'an's heart moved, and he stood up suddenly and walked to the door.

There was a movement in the alley outside the courtyard, and the golden light of the demon talisman on the gate skyrocketed and disappeared in a flash.

Lu Tai turned his head and smiled: "No need to go, those ghosts don't give up, they must suffer a little loss to be willing to remember for a long time, now that they have been taught, they should stay away from us in the near future, I want to hear those moving sounds of nature again, I want to sleep well, it's difficult." ”

Chen Ping'an opened the courtyard door, and after crossing the threshold, he looked up at the pagoda town demon talisman, except for a faint stain, the talisman did not show signs of the talisman crumbling and shaking, and came to test the ghost in front of the talisman as Lu Tai said, it is indeed not high.

Chen Ping'an returned to the courtyard and made up his mind, if he still came to provoke, then don't blame him for being a bad neighbor.

Lu Tai hugged the back of his head with both hands and said: "This Tongye Continent is a very old-fashioned place, I don't like the foreigners of other continents very much, but here, the Heavenly Monarch of Juluzhou is very honest, and he has already been beaten half to death, how can you be like your Aquarius, you can still sit down politely to drink tea, be reasonable, and bargain." ”

Chen Ping'an rubbed the mud on the soles of his boots on the steps, thought about it, and said slowly: "Aquarius is too close to Julu Continent, and the relationship between Da Li and Xie Shi is also very mysterious, both have a relationship, not all of them are things about the customs and customs of one continent. Lu Tai, what do you think?"

Lu Tai sighed: "Yes, Chen Ping'an, you are now more and more able to stand on the mountain and look at the problem, and you are worthy of being a character who has broken through the inverted hanging mountain and the Great Wall of Sword Qi." ”

Chen Ping'an was about to move the chair back to the house, but Lu Tai suddenly said: "Chen Ping'an, if Ma Wanfa is counted, in fact, it is not difficult for them to deal with a half-Jindan monk. It's not easy for the two of us to win this fight. ”

Chen Ping'an stood next to the chair and asked, "If the two of us face a Jindan Qi Practitioner, do you have a chance of winning?"

"Yes, but the odds are slim. ”

Lu Tai said with a smile, "Every Jindan monk is almost always a person with a tough heart, and his magic powers are endless. So we either fight with him, or we will be consumed alive by him. You should know that the ninth realm of Qi practitioners, the Jindan realm, and the seventh realm of pure martial arts, together with those realms before them, are said to be 'earth-shaking'. ”

Chen Ping'an sat back in his chair, shook his head and said, "I don't really know, you told me?"

Lu Tai's eyes lit up, "After telling you this, can I give you a hundred less snowflakes next time I officially distribute the spoils?"

Chen Ping'an couldn't cry or laugh, "Do you still care about a hundred snowflakes?"

Lu Tai laughed: "Of course I don't care about snowflakes, I just like this feeling of taking advantage." ”

Chen Ping'an stretched out a hand and signaled that Lu Tai could make money.

Lu Tai was in a good mood, kicked his boots, sat cross-legged on the chair, and said with a smile: "Pure martial arts six to seven, known as 'covering the earth', in addition to talking about the seventh realm of the wind realm, which can make the martial arts travel like an immortal, there is also the soul and courage condensed into one, showing the world in front of you, it is a different scene." ”

"As for the Qi Practitioner entering the Jindan Realm, 'Forming a Jindan Guest, Fang is my generation', this golden rule is almost rotten. The real mystery lies in the fact that before the formation of the golden pill, the monk used magic powers, the bottleneck was very large, and there were a few mansions that were opened, and the total amount of stored spiritual energy could be roughly calculated, and he would fight against people, just like you Chen Ping'an wanted to spend money, and he needed to save some money. ”

"After forming a golden pill, the monk stores the aura, not limited to a few qi mansions, but just like the rich man has created an ice cellar, he can still eat ice in the hot summer, and more importantly, he can temporarily borrow the aura from heaven and earth, Changsheng Bridge Changsheng Bridge, after saying so much, what is it? In addition to stepping on practice, it is also to be able to connect with heaven and earth, its own small cave sky, heaven and earth are blessed. ”

Chen Ping'an listened carefully and attentively.

Lu Tai smiled and asked, "Isn't it strange that the two of us killed so many people in Ma Wanfa, but they may not be able to win a single Jindan monk?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "I see." ”

Lu Tai looked like a ghost, and said suspiciously: "The person who taught you boxing, swordsmanship, and talismans, none of them told you this?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Don't teach these, the old man who taught me boxing techniques, only teach me ......"

Chen Ping'an stood up and handed it to the rain curtain with a light fist, "You have to punch it casually and repel the rain curtain." ”

Chen Ping'an put away his fist and twisted his wrist gently, like lifting a pen to draw a talisman, "To flow the true meaning of the talisman at the end of the pen, a little Haoran Qi, a thousand miles of fast wind." ”

Chen Ping'an held the long sword again and waved it forward gently, "The world is full of wonders, and I only have one sword." ”

Lu Tai looked at the white-robed young man under the eaves opposite in a daze.

Lu Tai curled up in his chair, his hands folded in his sleeves, and he was speechless for a long time.

Chen Ping'an grinned, took a chair and was about to go back to the house, "You go to bed early." ”

Lu Tai asked seriously: "Chen Ping'an, between the three, if you can only choose one, what will you choose?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned on the spot, he really hadn't thought about this question, thought for a moment, and replied: "When I practiced boxing, it was to extend my life, which is the foundation of my life, and I will continue to practice boxing in the future, if I live long enough, I hope to be able to fight 10 million punches, of course, during this period, I must be among the seventh realm of martial arts." As for drawing talismans, it's just a means to save my life, I won't get too deep into it, just let it be. If you really want to go far, you still ......"

Chen Ping'an stretched out his thumb and pointed to the sword behind his back, "It's sword practice." ”

Chen Ping'an's expression was calm, his eyes were resolute, "I want to become a sword immortal, a great sword immortal!"

Lu Tai tilted his head, "What's the picture?"

Chen Ping'an smiled, didn't speak, moved a chair and trotted back to the house, closed the door and went to sleep.

Lu Tai rolled his eyes, he didn't feel sleepy, he hummed a folk song boringly, and finally simply stood up and danced slowly on the chair, his big sleeves flipped like flowing water. After that, he sat back in the chair and yawned and shook the fan, or he pinched his fingers to calculate the fortune, and he would put his head on the chair handle, roll his eyes and stick out his tongue and pretend to hang himself......

I stayed up until dawn.

Chen Ping'an got up on time, first went to open the door and took back the demon talisman, and then walked back and forth under the eaves to practice boxing.

Lu Tai glanced at Chen Ping'an's boots, "Go back and find you a pair of our immortal family to wear, so you don't have to worry about rain and snow, the more expensive ones can even be invasive." ”

Chen Ping'an said angrily: "What do you want that thing for, you have to worry about whether your boots will break when you fight with someone, it's too much of a hindrance, and you have one more thing to worry about in vain." ”

Lu Tai sighed: "You don't have a happy life." ”

Chen Ping'an asked, "Didn't anything strange happen after last night?"

Lu Tai nodded, "It's true, it seems that someone in Flying Eagle Castle has bumped into a ghost, it's not too far from here, the two sides have a big fight, it's quite bloody, but there are no dead people." ”

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Then let's walk around during the day and see if we can find the truth." Once you know what to do, decide whether you want to make a move. ”

Lu Tai doesn't care about this.

Feng Shui is good, looking for dragon points, Qimen Dunjia, medical astrology, he is very good at it, no way, the ancestor appreciates food, even if he doesn't have to work hard, he is lazy all day long, but he is still unbeatable among his peers, which makes him very annoyed.

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Lu Tai's three words, to put it mildly, summed up a bloody battle.

In fact, for the insiders at that time, it was far from so easy.

In the rain curtain last night, there was a young man wearing black clothes with a sword on his waist, and a Taoist priest who had traveled here, walking at night together, the look under the hat, one was generous to death, and the other was worried.

After the pouring rain turned to a soft drizzle, the two walked into an alley and came to a dilapidated house that had been abandoned for a long time.

The young Taoist in the robe's face was slightly pale, "Tonight's ferocious aura is extraordinarily heavy!"

The other man held the Pu knife in his hand, his skin was slightly dark, he lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and said: "Wait any longer, I don't know how many people will die in vain, I can't drag it out!"

This alley, there are very few residents, sparse and sparse three or four households, most of them are elderly lonely and widowed old people, and they do not often contact the outside, the children of Flying Eagle Castle, when they are young, compete for courage, is to pick a late night to see who dares to walk through this narrow and dark alley alone.

It is said that there was a bloody battle in this alley, before the Flying Eagle Fort fell silent on the rivers and lakes, while the old castle lord had just died, a group of gangs of enemies touched into the Flying Eagle Fort, and their hands were stained with blood.

They accidentally leaked the news, and were caught in the urn of the Flying Eagle Castle that had been prepared, and blocked in this alley, that fight, blood flowed all over the ground, and the heads of the two sides were killed, both the heads of the murderers, and the heads of the older generation of the Flying Eagle Castle, the stumps were broken, and there was almost no whole corpse, and it is said that in the end, there was no one who did not vomit bile.

Flying Eagle Fort is the kind of martial arts gang that has been wide but the family is in the middle of the road, there have been a hundred years of glorious years, in the old generation of Jianghu people in the Agarwood Country, even if the Huan family has been silent for decades, the fame is still not small, especially the old man Huan who has passed away, he is highly respected, he was famous in the rivers and lakes, and he is a well-known hero in the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity that the martial arts attainments of this generation of castle lord Huan Yang are unremarkable, and they can't support the prestige of Eagle Castle, and Huan Chang is still young, so he has the current bleak pattern of lack of success.

But casually flipping through the old yellow calendar, pushing up two generations from Old Man Huan, there are too many things that Flying Eagle Castle can bring to the table.

Therefore, there is a huge Flying Eagle Castle, up and down, more than 400 people, all of whom are very proud.

Although it is located in a remote corner, Flying Eagle Fort cannot be regarded as a frog at the bottom of a well.

Almost everyone has listened to the many legendary deeds of Flying Eagle Castle since childhood, and Old Man Huan's identity as one of the four great masters of the Agarwood Country,

Old Man Huan's best friend who walked the rivers and lakes together when he was young, and now there are three of the top ten masters.

And the old lady, rumored to be the princess of the former dynasty of the neighboring country, fled to the rivers and lakes, was rescued by the old man Huan, fell in love at first sight, during the ups and downs, all kinds of tribulations, and finally walked together, and it was rumored to be a beautiful talk in the rivers and lakes.

Shaobao Lord Huan Chang, since he was a child, has shown outstanding talent for martial arts, born with amazing strength, more than ten years, to the outside heroes to ask for advice, or with those who have been famous young heroes to learn tricks, remarkable. And the castle owner, Qianjin Huan Shu, is said to have ordered a baby kiss with the eldest son, one of the top ten masters of the Agarwood Kingdom, just waiting for the young man to come to marry.

And the leader of the younger generation of Flying Eagle Castle is not Huan Chang, but a person with a foreign surname, Tao Xieyang, is the descendant disciple of the castle lord Huanyang, who has studied Confucian classics and advanced kung fu with the big housekeeper Mr. He since he was a child.

Tao Xieyang Ancient Road is hot, has a good reputation in Flying Eagle Castle, and has a cheerful temperament, as if the sky is not afraid of falling.

The last time a group of people entered the mountain and entered the castle, as the first grandmaster, is a well-known hero, among them there is a beautiful woman with a fairy reputation, and Tao Xieyang has a very good relationship, often together in the Flying Eagle Fort and outside the walk, and Tao Xieyang drinks the cheapest wine on the street, and can also smile like a flower.

Tao Xieyang has begun to help the castle owner and official He Ya in recent years, and began to try to take care of the affairs of Flying Eagle Castle, and has come into contact with many insiders, and life is not easy.

Guests from all over the world, treat people and things, need to be watertight, the incense left by the ancestors of Flying Eagle Castle, can not be let silently extinguished, have to secretly continue the incense. Running the capital, running the famous and decent families on the mountain, running the strong gangs in the big city, sending silver to the mansions of wealthy families, and having a relationship with the head snake in the county town, all need Tao Xieyang, a person with a foreign surname, to run, so Tao Xieyang's knowledge and experience in the rivers and lakes are outstanding.

The swordsman who came to this alley tonight was Tao Xieyang.

And the young Taoist who walked with him was Tao Xieyang's best friend in the rivers and lakes, and at first sight, Tao Xieyang knew some secrets of the young Taoist, and could see those filthy things, as well as some unheard of methods of victory on the rivers and lakes. After the Taoist received Tao Xieyang's secret letter asking for help, he came to the Flying Eagle Fort without saying a word, and after a careful exploration, the young Taoist's mood became heavier and heavier.

The young Taoist knows that he is not a real mountain man, following the master who likes to travel all over the world, practicing Taoism for only five years, and only learned some of the fur kung fu of looking at qi and drawing talismans, and the talismans he draws are not ineffective, and the copper coin sword he is carrying is made of seventy-seven and forty-nine copper coins, and there is no chance to shoot yet.

The young Taoist named Huang Shang is a hopeless scholar of the imperial examination, practicing Taoism for nearly five years, painting talismans still failed to enter the hall, and the master who taught Taoism was not around all the year round, Huang Shang almost spent all his savings to make up the copper coin sword of the former dynasty god book, Yuanguang, and Zhengde "three tong treasures", the master said that these three kinds of copper coins, nine stacks of seals, contain the most yang energy.

As for the talisman drawn by Huang Shang, the rank is not good, so he can only rely on the quantity to make up for it.

Let him be such a half-hung Taoist priest, dealing with the fierce ghosts of Flying Eagle Castle, it is really hard-headed, but he has a bad relationship with Tao Xieyang, and he is angry, seeing that Tao Xieyang is determined to come here to eliminate harm for the people, he can't watch his brother die here.

The two of them are brothers, not the high-rollers on the wine table pushing glasses and changing lamps, but changing lives.

Before this house was abandoned, the original owner should have a wealthy family, the threshold was quite high, the gate was also a fine cypress, and it was also decorated with a beast-faced knocker, which was ancient and deep.

Taoist priest Huang Shang took out a yellow paper talisman from his sleeve, the heavy rain was majestic before, at this time the Taoist looked at the wet gate and high wall, and said with a wry smile: "The time and place are not on our side." ”

The swordsman Tao Xieyang snorted, stared at the door, held down the handle of the knife with one hand, turned around suddenly, and patted the Taoist priest's shoulder with the remaining hand, "I'll take the first step, if the situation is grim, I can't be saved, you don't have to worry about me, just go back and help me find a yin house with better feng shui!"

Huang Shang was about to speak.

Tao Xieyang was already grinning, with a bright smile, "It's not a kind word! If both of them die here, they can't grab wine and drink below?!"

Tao Xieyang put away his hand, sank into the dantian, and slashed towards the door with a knife, "Open it for me!"

The knife was fierce, and it directly split the door, and Tao Xieyang strode into it, resolutely.

For a while, the pace was heavy, like a quagmire, Tao Xieyang was not afraid, shouted lightly, waved the knife forward, and slashed in the void, the sword was light, slightly luminous, obviously in the martial arts.

Tao Xieyang opened the way with a knife and went straight forward.

The two "gentleman's amulets" hidden in his arms and waist instantly blackened and stained with ink, and the already small aura disappeared cleanly.

Huang Shangzheng was about to follow quickly, only to feel the gust of yin wind, rushing out of the door, had to find two slightly dry places on the inner wall of the gate, posted two town house talismans, which was slightly more comfortable, not to breathe sluggishly, and then twisted a talisman with both hands, respectively, "Guanghua Zhenjun Holding Sword Talisman" and "Yellow God Yue Zhang's Seal Talisman", which are all famous talismans left over from ancient times, and are widely spread.

It was only Huang Shang who took three steps forward against the yin wind, and found that the sword holding the seal talisman had become pitch black for the most part, as if the two talismans had just been pulled out of the inkstone, and the young Taoist was horrified in his heart, and couldn't help shouting: "The evil aura is as thick as water, and the ghost here is by no means the unjust ghost who died in the alley back then! It must be a powerful ghost who has been wandering for more than a hundred years! The slanting sun, quickly exit the house ......."

It's just that the door of the main house in the distance opened by itself, and Tao Xieyang swung in with a knife, and the door slammed shut.

Huang Shang's face was full of grief, and he tried his best to pour a faint aura into the two suffering talismans in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Shift the blame!"

There was no movement in holding the sword talisman, it was soaked in the ink condensed by the fierce evil qi, and the two fingers of the twisted talisman were like being burned by fire, and Huang Shang hurriedly threw away the talisman.

Fortunately, the seal talisman rippled with spiritual light, and suddenly lit up, reflecting the surrounding vision.

The talisman suddenly ignited, burning violently, and the yellow paper was consumed sharply, emitting a pungent green smoke.

Around Huang Shang, the sound of gloomy laughter came and went, but there was no trace of anyone.

The neck seemed to have been licked by a cold long tongue, which gave the young Taoist goosebumps.

Huang Shang lost the burned seal talisman and was about to take out another talisman from his sleeve that pressed the bottom of the box.

The back of the left hand stretched out to the sleeve, as if it had been pricked by a needle, Huang Shang shivered, and there was an inexplicable shower above his head, Huang Shang looked around, the light rain continued, the young Taoist raised his hand in a daze and wiped his face, and when he spread his hands, he was full of blood.

The next moment, Huang Shang subconsciously raised his head.

A pale face without eyeballs was close at hand, almost touching the tip of Huang Shang's nose.

Huang Shang was stunned.

In an instant, his shoulder was pressed hard, and he was dragged back, and Huang Shang flew out of the house upside down, falling into the muddy alley outside, dizzy.

I only saw a familiar tall and thin back, it was He Ya, the old steward of Flying Eagle Castle, Tao Xieyang's master.

The old man held the talisman in both hands, the talisman paper should not be the yellow paper material of the ordinary talisman, the luminous light flowed, crystal clear, although in the wind and rain, the brilliance fluttered, such as two candles in the wind, but the talisman aura has always shaken and not dispersed.

The old steward stepped on his feet and read words.

Huang Shang just breathed a sigh of relief, his neck was pinched by his snow-white hands with extremely long nails, and he was dragged back at once, and the young Taoist priest slapped the muddy ground with both hands, to no avail, and the back of his head and back hit the wall of the strong alley, as if someone had infiltrated the wall, and he also hoped that Huang Shang, a big living person, would follow into it.

Huang Shang rolled his eyes and fainted.

By the time the young Taoist came to his senses, he had already returned to the guest room in the main building of the Flying Eagle Castle, and next door was Tao Xieyang's residence.

Huang Shang staggered out of bed, just in time to see Mr. He walking out of the room with a solemn face.

He Ya sighed, "Xieyang's body is not seriously injured, just ......"

The old man did not continue.

He Ya originally wanted to say a word or two about Huang Shang, he shouldn't have been so reckless and accompanied Tao Xieyang to trespass into that alley.

Just looking at the young Taoist priest's panic, especially the scratches on the neck that were as black as thick ink, after a night, before it faded, the old man was a little unbearable, sighed, and left quickly, to cook a medicine, to help the apprentice Peiben Guyuan.

Huang Shang wanted to push the door several times, but he withdrew his hand and lost his soul.

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Tonight, Chen Ping'an and Lu Tai are going to the Huan family's mansion for a banquet.

There is still half an hour before the banquet, and the two of them wandered around during the day today, large and small streets, wells everywhere, the ancestral hall of the Huan family, the martial arts arena, the execution platform of the Flying Eagle Castle and other places.

Lu Tai observed the various door gods on the doors of every house, while Chen Ping'an occasionally squatted down, silently twisted a handful of soil, and put it in his mouth to chew.

After returning to the courtyard, Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered something, "Why did he let us enter the Flying Eagle Castle, especially arranging us here, is it his selfishness?"

Lu Tai nodded, "The plan to drive away the wolf and devour the tiger is most likely that the Flying Eagle Castle is desperate, and the dead horse is a live horse doctor." I can't say that at the banquet tonight, if we tear our faces and hold this accountable, Eagle Castle will be open and honest, nothing more than apologizing and making amends, and then throw money at us to help Eagle Castle tide over the difficulties. ”

Chen Ping'an sighed, if the two of them were lowly and could not defeat those wandering ghosts, would they die violently in that house last night, and if they died, they would die?

Lu Tai seemed to see through Chen Ping'an's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Are you lamenting the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes? Have you ever thought that maybe Flying Eagle Castle and Na He Ya have unspeakable secrets, and after hearing their complaints, maybe you will be indignant and stand up." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said softly: "There is a sequence of things, right and wrong are divided into big and small, the order cannot be messed up, and then it is necessary to weigh the weight, define good and evil, and finally choose how to do one thing." ”

Lu Tai smiled: "It sounds simple, but it's not easy to do. ”

Chen Ping'an snorted, "It's rare." ”

It didn't take long for the two brothers and sisters of Huan Chang Huan Shu to come together, and today Huan Shu changed into warm yellow clothes, slim and elegant. Huan Chang was still dressed up like that, but he took off the horn bow.

Before this, Lu Tai asked Chen Ping'an if he wanted to surprise Flying Eagle Fort and Huan Shu, and without waiting for Lu Tai to finish speaking, Chen Ping'an had a black face and patted his sword gourd, Lu Tai immediately stopped his mouth, put his hands together, and begged for mercy.

At the railing of the tall building in the distance, a woman in a good mood was radiant and smiling gently, and last night I heard her daughter say some boudoir words, saying that there was a beautiful son from a foreign country, who was going to visit with her friends today, and asked her to help her as a mother.

The woman found it interesting and agreed.

As for the doll who had some child's play in the early years, not to mention that Flying Eagle Castle no longer takes it seriously, the other party hopes that it will not be like this at all, so as not to be dragged down by the down-and-out Flying Eagle Castle.

When the virtuous lady thought that one day in the future, her daughter would be like her, and at the best of her years, she would wear the most beautiful red wedding dress and marry her favorite sweetheart, and the woman was both relieved and inevitably a little lost.

The woman's eyes were red, so she bowed her head slightly, took out an embroidered handkerchief, and gently wiped the corners of her eyes.

The woman didn't know it, and no one in the Flying Eagle Castle could see through it, and her bleeding face was crisscrossed with countless cracks, like a porcelain that was about to be broken.