The old woman was busy in the stove room, and after seeing Chen Ping'an's figure, she was a little surprised, the gentleman is far away from cooking, this is the teaching of the sage, although there is also a fine and meticulous diet, but it does not mean that the gentlemen and sages will cook by themselves. However, the old woman was quickly relieved, the young man in front of her traveled far and wide, sleeping in the open air, and he didn't look like a child from a scholarly family, but the old woman really didn't think that Chen Ping'an could help a lot, so she asked him to help do some work to choose vegetables, and by the way, she helped to stare at the heat of the stew, Chen Ping'an didn't insist on anything, so she helped to do chores, and finally in the warm stove room, the cutting board made a crisp sound when the old woman skillfully cut vegetables, aggressive, Chen Ping'an sat on a small bench and peeled spring bamboo shoots, with a fresh fragrance of grass and trees.

The old woman asked casually, "Gongzi Chen, what's wrong with your left hand?"

Chen Ping'an glanced at his left hand bandaged with cotton cloth and said with a smile: "I accidentally fell, it won't get in the way." ”

It was rare for the old woman to have someone to chat with her, so she smiled and said: "The rainy sky is slippery, and the son is injured." Our house, there have been some years, before it was a difficult situation for tigers and wolves to look around, and they didn't dare to make a big splash, at most it was the seams of the courtyard wall to mend up, and the lanterns were rarely hung at night, so many years, I was afraid of scaring the people, and I didn't dare to ask the bricklayers to come to help, I was messing around, of course the craftsmanship was very poor, a lot of bluestone floor tiles, potholes, not even leveling, if this is in the state and county big city in the portal, not to mention that their own family is an eyesore, if it is seen by other families, it will be laughed to death, and the back must chew the tongue, what ugly words will be, fortunately, the lord and the lady never care about this, this is my blessing。 ”

The old woman's tone was gentle, like still water flowing deep, a hundred years of time, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, all precipitated in her heart little by little.

This is my blessing.

This should be the final conclusion of the old woman's own life.

Chen Ping'an said softly: "The house can have an old woman, you are busy before and after, and it is also a blessing for the two of them." ”

The old woman was stunned for a moment, with a smile, turned her head and quipped: "You kid, looking at your honest duty, why are you so good at talking?"

Chen Ping'an had already put all the peeled spring bamboo shoots in a clean bamboo basket, looked up and said, "Old woman, I'm telling the truth." ”

The old woman looked at the young man's clear eyes, mumbled, turned around, smiled a little more, and said casually: "Chen Gongzi, do you have a favorite girl, the woman over there in the county town of Rouge in Caiyi Country is famous for her good looks, if you are not in a hurry, you can go over there to visit the temple fair or something, maybe there will be a beautiful marriage." Besides, although the martial arts realm is not high, it is really not bad to be in a small place like Rouge County, where there are no gods and immortals, if you are willing to take root here, be a general and a captain or something, it is more than enough, and when the time comes, it is not good to marry a lady from a scholarly family. ”

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed, and he didn't dare to talk about this topic.

The old woman turned her head, glanced at the young man who was quite delicate with her eyebrows and eyes, smiled knowingly, and said softly: "I know, Chen Gongzi must have a beloved girl." ”

Chen Ping'an held back for a long time, and asked with a red face: "Old woman, if the girl I like once asked me if I like her, I said I didn't like it at the time, but now I go to her and tell her that I like her, do you think she thinks I'm a liar?"

"Chen Gongzi, what you said is really funny. ”

The old woman couldn't help laughing, and when the pot was stuffy, she sat on the small stool next to the stove and asked with a smile: "Then why didn't you say that you liked her at that time? Timid and embarrassed? Or do you think that nodding yes will lose face in front of the girl, so you deliberately act as a hero?"

Chen Ping'an thought about it confidently and seriously, and gave a sincere answer, "I'm stupid." ”

The old woman was really amused at this moment, and her whole old face softened with a smile, "I don't think the girl you like should be angry." If a girl is liked, and that person likes it cleanly, it's a beautiful thing. ”

Chen Ping'an was a little distressed, and brought a bamboo basket of spring bamboo shoots to the side of the stove, "But that girl told me that she only likes the Great Sword Immortal......"

The old woman couldn't help laughing, "Yo, that's really difficult for you, Great Sword Immortal, how can you be an immortal of the sixth realm, how talented is my son, he used to practice in the blessed land of the cave heaven like the Divine Sect, and he has never been among the middle five realms, reaching the legendary cave realm, Chen Gongzi, my mother-in-law gave you a suggestion, you just discuss with that girl, see if you can't turn the request of the great sword immortal into a small sword immortal, an ordinary sword immortal? For example, the cave realm is too high, how about the four realms and five realms?" You must know that the sword cultivation in the world, no matter how low the realm is, it is still very popular, and the four realms and five realms are already very remarkable. ”

Chen Ping'an wanted to speak and stopped.

Miss Ning's so-called Great Sword Immortal must be at least at least twelve realms!

Even if Ning Yao really discussed it and promised to drop down, it is estimated that it must be the sword immortal realm of the Wei and Jin Dynasty of the Wind and Snow Temple, right?

Chen Ping'an sighed and suddenly reminded: "Mother-in-law, the dish is ready." ”

The old woman quickly got up, lifted the lid of the pot, and soon a mountain delicacies with full color and flavor entered the plate, and asked Chen Ping'an to take the plate of snacks and send it to the main lobby of the courtyard of Sanjin, and asked him to finish sending this dish without coming back, just eat and drink over there, and then she came to serve the food and wine, Chen Ping'an ran away and ran back, seeing the old woman pretending to be angry, Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Old woman, I'll get wine, and I said hello to Master Yang, he promised to send me wine to drink......"

Speaking of this, Chen Ping'an took off the wine gourd, shook it, and said with a bright smile: "Until it's full." ”

The old woman took out a wine spoon from an old cupboard with red lacquer, and then smiled and pointed to a few large wine jars at the base of the wall, "Move a jar that hasn't been opened, there is a jar on the side that has been opened with mud seals, and there is still a small half jar of home-brewed earth shochu left, you can put it in a wine gourd, how much is enough." ”

Then the old woman ignored the young man who was squatting in the corner and spooning wine into the gourd, and took care of the cooking by herself, and finally Chen Ping'an said hello and left the stove with a wine jar.

The old woman smiled and turned her head to look, the vermilion wine gourd on the young man's waist was old and ordinary, inconspicuous, this child was a drunkard at a young age, right?

I don't know if after seeing the girl I like, it will become a gourd of happy wine, or a broken intestine wine.

But of course, the old lady still hopes that the young man can get what he wants and become an old lady like Miss Childe.

The main house of the three-entry courtyard is happy.

The male and female hosts of the ancient house, the ghost Yang Huang and the female ghost of the tree named Yingying, sat on the left-hand side, the big-haired swordsman was invited to take a seat, Xu Yuanxia was bold and bold, and he was too lazy to shirk, Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng sat on the right, Chen Ping'an served the food and sent the wine over, and then began to drink, the female ghost was a little funny, the extremely long tree roots spread from the embroidery floor like green vines, and went around the door into the main hall.

The bearded swordsman had asked if there were any immortal spells that could help the poor woman recover her face, Yang Huang shook his head with a wry smile, and did not hide the truth, and explained the reason in detail. The most important thing is that the ancient house formation and the ancient elm wood core are integrated, and can not be moved, and the number of mountains and rivers in this place is hundreds of miles, it is a mass grave, two hundred years ago, Caiyi country encountered a terrible plague, hundreds of thousands of people died of disease, most of them were buried in Rouge County at will, the emperors of the Caiyi Kingdom all hoped to change the feng shui here, but even if a Taoist immortal who watched the sea at the beginning, traveled through the Caiyi country, was summoned by the emperor, and came here in person, many arrangements, just two Luo Tian Dajiao, it cost nearly one million taels of silver, but it is a pity that it is not a few years, and then it reverted to a miserable scene of miasma and ghosts wandering, and the gods were really helpless.

The root is still on the feng shui of this place, which is not only a life-saving medicine for female ghosts, but also tantamount to drinking a donkey to quench thirst, and one day will fall into evil ghosts, this ghost Yang Huang is blunt, and the female ghost is also calm, it turns out that the couple has already made an appointment, and when it really comes to that day, they both commit suicide, so as not to harm the people of one party.

In fact, the ancient elm core was born clean, but he was in a hurry to keep the soul of the female ghost warbler, and then she was in a hurry to go to the doctor, so that she could only step by step The soul deteriorated, if she can continue to absorb the pure spirit of heaven and earth, in fact, she is expected to recover her spirituality, and even feed back the local luck, becoming an existence similar to the obscene mountain god, but her god nature, because of the relationship between the ancient elm tree, must be completely different from the surname Qin, she is a benefit, but the mountain god surnamed Qin can only be a corrupt landscape.

In the end, Yang Huang said with an open-minded smile, at most another thirty years, this house should have no one without wine and no food, so I hope that the three of them, including Xu Yuanxia, would better come here more before this, so that they can still have a clean wing room and bedding as a place to rest, and they can talk happily with each other like this night.

When it comes to the huge luck of hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers in a place, the bearded swordsman and Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng are speechless, and they really can't come up with an effective way to travel, because only the Ten Realms Qi Practitioners are qualified to "point fingers" at this , The Ten Realms can be called holy, it is an unwritten rule, the earliest is the flattery and flattery of the secular dynasty, because the immortals of the upper five realms are too rare, but the monks of the Ten Realms need to firmly occupy the blessed land of the cave with abundant spiritual energy, and need to accumulate cultivation for a long time, face the wall to break the realm, and occasionally deal with the emperors and generals under the mountain, so the Confucian saints, the land immortals of Taoism, and the golden-bodied Arhats of Buddhism, these common names are all listed here.

Chen Ping'an likes to drink now, but every time he doesn't drink too much, the bearded knife man is the character of drinking wine and eating meat in a big bowl, Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng is not as good as Chen Ping'an, but he is thin-skinned, and was persuaded by Yang Huang and Xu Yuanxia to drink half a bowl and half a bowl in one gulp, so that Chen Ping'an finally only dared to pour him a little soju every time, even so, the young Taoist priest with the peach wood sword on his back still staggered, his face was full of red light, and his voice was much louder, and he chatted with the bearded man about the rivers and lakes, and talked about poetry with Yang Huang, a ghost from the scholar clan, and was very happy。

The old woman would bring a plate of dishes every once in a while, and when she saw that a jar of wine was empty, she went to move another jar over.

Guests of honour.

In the second jar of wine, when he was about to reach the bottom, a wail suddenly sounded, "Brother Chu, Brother Chu, where have you been, don't leave me here alone!"

Soon there was another cry, "Little Taoist, surnamed Chen, why are you gone, are you caught and eaten by evil ghosts and demons......?"

The old woman was bringing a dish at that time, and she was going to appease the official child surnamed Liu and explain the reason.

Chen Ping'an hurriedly got up and said that he was going to go, the old woman was right to think about it, if she went, it was estimated that the poor scholar would faint in fright.

When the scholar surnamed Liu was pulled by Chen Ping'an into the courtyard, his legs trembled, his lips were blue, and after seeing the bearded swordsman, he improved slightly, but when he saw the terrifying tree roots that went around the back door into the main hall, his eyes rolled white, and he almost fainted, and was held by Chen Ping'an's weighted arm, and immediately woke up from the pain, and the scholar complained with a sad face: "Just let me faint." ”

Chen Ping'an said angrily: "It's really not good, just drink and be brave, get drunk and pull down, you should always have this bit of guts, right?"

The scholar surnamed Liu said bitterly: "Can you not have it?"

Chen Ping'an smiled angrily and said categorically: "No!"

Carefully looking at the young man's face, it didn't look like he was fighting for a tiger, the scholar surnamed Liu sighed, cheered himself up, and said: "Drink it!

On the wine table, the scholar surnamed Liu lowered his head and didn't dare to see anyone, so he just drank.

The bearded swordsman smiled and asked: "You scholar, why is your luck so bad, and you have made such an inauthentic spirit friend?" and traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers to trick you here, but you can survive until now, drinking with us, it is also considered your fortune, look at what you are wearing, you are a rich child of the country of colorful clothes?"

The scholar surnamed Liu said in a trembling voice: "My father is the Taishou of Rouge County, but the family really has no money, so he is not a child of a rich family." ”

The bearded swordsman couldn't cry or laugh, "What, I'm like that kind of robber grass coward?!"

The scholar raised his head and glanced at the bearded man, thinking that he couldn't be more like it.

The bearded swordsman no longer scared this weak scholar, and suddenly became a little worried, "Brother Yang, will the old Taoist priest really solve the obscene mountain god?" Will he deliberately let it go and stay to disgust you?"

The man shook his head and smiled: "Since this matter is being watched by that Uncle Fu, the outer gate of the Divine Sect will definitely investigate it to the end, not to mention the inquest and evaluation of the final results of each group of outer sect disciples who go down the mountain to temper and evaluate the final results is extremely meticulous and rigorous, and Zhao Liu's unauthorized claims are not allowed." ”

Yang Huang's face suddenly changed slightly, "I'm only worried that the obscene mountain god has a backer on the side of the government, if Zhao Liu's intestines are bent, under the guise of not wanting to bully others, and then discuss this matter with the senior officials of the state and county, saying that it is a discussion, but in fact, it is a private teaching, and it is estimated that it will be suspended." Once Zhao Liu finally persuaded the court and the Ministry of Rites of Caiyi Country to take the initiative to ask to keep the obscene shrine, or even simply turn into an orthodox mountain god and become a righteous god of mountains and rivers, it would be very tricky. Although the five mountains of the Caiyi country are not comparable to the same kind of great powers, they are only the cultivation of the qi practitioners of the Six Realms, and they can give full play to the strength of the Guanhai Realm on their own territory, and the one surnamed Qin here is, after all, a mountain god with a golden body, as long as Zhao Liu's obstruction is from it, and helps him to obtain the emperor's edict in his name, he may have the strength of the Dongfu Realm. The immortal master from the Divine Sect, if he says a few words, the emperor of the Caiyi Kingdom will weigh it carefully. ”

After saying this, the bearded swordsman, Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng and Chen Ping'an looked at the trembling scholar almost at the same time.

The scholar was a little dazed, what Wuyue Zhengshen, the obscene mountain god, what the cave realm and the sea realm, he couldn't understand any of them, and said timidly: "My father is just a four-grade county guard, what mountain gods are not mountain gods, my father probably hasn't heard of it, he can't help." ”

The bearded swordsman smiled: "Don't worry, it's not for your father to help, just to prevent him from helping, early tomorrow morning, I will accompany you back to the county town, hurry up and go to see the county guard, don't let that Zhao Liu's first step, I believe that as long as Zhao Liu's eyes see me Xu someone in the county guard's mansion, he will know in his heart, knowing that his abacus can't be played, it will be started, and we should also be careful that we go to the god to make trouble, learn from the common people at the door of the official office to beat the drum, and call the Qingtian master to be the master of the people." ”

At the end, the bearded swordsman laughed to himself.

The ghost Yang Huang stood up and arched his hand: "Then thank Brother Xu first!"

The bearded swordsman suddenly had a strange face, took a sip of wine, and said sullenly: "Brother Xu, it's too old for me to be your grandson at this age!"

Yang Huang laughed and said: "Heroes don't ask about their origins, friends don't matter how old they are!"

It was the female ghost, and some soft smiles oozed from behind the veil.

The weak scholar who had finally accumulated a little courage turned pale with fright to the "sad and lingering" laughter.

That night, the young Taoist priest drank high, and the scholar named Liu Gaohua did not dare to drink openly, for fear that he would never see the sun tomorrow morning after being drunk. In the end, the four of them lived in the courtyard of Erjin, Chen Ping'an and Zhang Shanfeng were in the next room, and the scholar and the bearded knife became neighbors.

Nothing happened overnight.

At dawn, Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng got up and pushed the door, and saw that Chen Ping'an had already practiced walking piles in the yard, and compared to the first time they met, it felt like it was getting slower and slower.

After eating the breakfast prepared by the old woman, the four of them said goodbye and left together, because the sun was rising, and the male and female owners of the ancient house did not go out to see off because they did not like the sun, and stood on the side of the embroidery building, waving from afar.

The bearded man yawned, squinted at the increasingly dazzling sun, and said lazily, "It's another day." ”

Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng was chatting with scholar Liu Gaohua about the customs of Rouge County, and after Liu Gaohua walked out of this ancient house, the spirit of the whole person changed completely, as if he had beaten chicken blood, talking endlessly, and chatting happily with young Taoists.

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned around and walked to the threshold, and whispered to the old woman: "Old woman, if, I mean, if there is trouble, you can send a letter to Longquan County, the northernmost part of Dali, and send it to a person named Wei Yan in Piyun Mountain...... People, let's just say that Brother Yang Huang is my friend, and Chen Ping'an owes you a lot of wine. ”

The old woman smiled and nodded, although she didn't take it seriously, she still didn't refuse the kindness.

Some kindness, just like the cold sunshine in spring, although the difference between being there and not is not very big, but why refuse?

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand and handed over seven or eight snowflake money, "Dali Longquan and Caiyi Country, the road is far away, this is the money you sent a letter to the old woman at that time." ”

This house has long exhausted all of Yang Huang's family resources, and it is stretched thin everywhere, so even the drinks are self-brewed, and the dishes are all picked by the old woman from afar.

The old woman hesitated, but still accepted the snowmoney.

Sending a letter to the northernmost Dali Dynasty in Aquarius certainly costs a lot of money, but it definitely doesn't need to cost seven snowflakes to the exaggerated level.

But as soon as the boy handed over the coins, they were like copper coins in the market, just a small handful, no more, no less. It seems to have refused, or deliberately received a few less, a little unkind, or hypocritical, even if it was accepted generously, it would not be how to owe a lot of favors.

The old woman was a little embarrassed for a while, at such a young age, she knew how to take care of other people's feelings, and she didn't know how much she suffered when she was a child, so she had this sense of proportion.

Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng greeted with a smile: "Chen Ping'an, let's go!"

Chen Ping'an sighed, said goodbye to the old woman, and after running out for a distance, he suddenly turned to look at the embroidery building, and shouted loudly: "The book says that I hope that a lover will eventually become a family!"

The ghosts and ghosts on the other side of the embroidery building looked at each other and smiled.

Although the couple are no longer "people", what does it matter?

The young man with the sword box hanging from his waist ran backwards, and waved goodbye to the old woman again, "Mother-in-law, the fried meat with spring bamboo shoots is delicious! I'll come next time!"

The old woman stood at the door, with a warm smile, looking at the young man bathed in the sun, and sighed softly.

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The group arrived at the Taishou Mansion in the county town of Rouge, the county keeper was dealing with government affairs in the official hall, the bearded swordsman and the Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng sat in the elegant and simple living room, drinking the tea sent by the maidservant, Liu Gaohua took Chen Ping'an all the way to his father's study, like a thief, because Chen Ping'an asked him for a map of Rouge County, and it must be the kind of map stamped by the imperial court, although Liu Gaohua did not know what to do, but he thought that he could leave the ancient house this time, and he had seen the spirits and ghosts with his own eyes, and he sat on a wine table with her and drank wine, to help Chen Ping'an steal a picture of the Rouge County of Caiyi Country, but Chen Ping'an gave him fifty taels of silver without saying a word, Liu Gaohua originally wanted to talk about a friend in distress, talking about money hurts feelings, but when he looked at those heavy silver ingots, he suddenly felt that it hurt his feelings, and anyway, there was not much chance of meeting again in the future.

Liu Gaohua tiptoed to lead Chen Ping'an to the study, and after closing the door, he rummaged through the cabinets for a while, and finally pulled out an old scroll, which is an antique map of Rouge County, which is a candidate map, which is also normal, this kind of situation map drawn by the imperial court Qin Tianjian, two positive maps, one must be hung in the official lobby, and the other is handed over to the local military generals for safekeeping, only this alternate map will be put up to eat dust.

After Chen Ping'an confirmed that it was correct, he nodded and said, "That's it." ”

He would spend fifty taels of silver to buy a very small possibility.

Mr. Qi once said that if you see a comfortable situation map, you can take out that pair of landscape water prints and cover them on top without printing mud.

After Chen Ping'an asked the scholar about the location of the ancient house on the map, he found an excuse and asked Liu Gaohua to go to the bookshelf to pick up a few books on landscape travelogues.

Chen Ping'an took a heavy breath towards the two seals, then looked at the location of the ancient mansion, snapped and pressed it gently.

Then he didn't see anything unusual, Chen Ping'an rolled up the situation map, sandwiched it under his armpit, and said to Liu Gaohua: "Okay, let's go quickly, lest your father find out, I don't care when the time comes, I will not pay you back after giving the money, you were beaten half to death by the county guard, and I will pay the money for medicinal materials at most." ”

Liu Gaohua casually took two books and threw them to Chen Ping'an, and left the study together.

Chen Ping'an sighed quietly, feeling that most of the plans he had in his heart could not be successful, but this was normal, how could he just stamp a seal and change the luck of hundreds of miles of feng shui, and he was not a god.

It's just that Chen Ping'an miscalculated.

He is certainly not a god.

But the teacher who carved the seal.

It is the immortal of the gods.

As a result, in a radius of hundreds of miles centered on the ancient house, the mountains and rivers are reversed, the filth is dispersed, and it turns into a pure spirit.

The mountain temple where the obscene mountain god was located collapsed in an instant, and the golden body of the mountain god surnamed Qin was shattered.

Even if the old Taoist of the Divine Decree Sect had already spared him a horse, met with him privately, and taught him tricks, this made the mountain god overjoyed, and he only felt that he was finally going to have great luck!

So when his golden body was shattered, he never understood the reason, he just sat on the altar in a daze, and it disappeared.

Zhao Liu, the Divine Emperor Sect, was leaving the town with a group of little ancestors at that time, and instantly sensed the strange appearance of this change of color in heaven and earth.

The old Taoist Zhao Liu, was stunned.

Could it be that the golden boy of the sect came out in person?

I'm afraid that the golden boy may not have such magical powers now, right?

The rest of the younger generations of the Divine Decree Sect were even more panicked.

Only the little Taoist priest who seemed to be frightened lowered his head, his eyes were full of smiles, and the child was secretly happy and happy, "Fuck it, I'll just say it, that guy is an old bastard who has lived for hundreds of years, this matter must have been done by him, haha, when the time comes to go back to the mountain gate to see the master, I must brag to his old man, this time I saw the immortals of the Upper Five Realms!"

On the side of the embroidery building, the ghost Yang Huang didn't care about the sunshine and scorching the soul, and quickly flew to the roof of the embroidery building, staring intently, all around were full of life, and the aura gathered from all directions, and the man's face was full of shock and ecstasy.

The female ghost even broke through the roof directly, allowing the ugly body under the dress to be exposed to the sun, she took a deep breath, and for the first time in a hundred years, she felt fresh and breathed smoothly.

Yang Huang's eyes were red, and he said excitedly: "There must be a saint to help! It can't be said that because of the appearance of Uncle Fu, the scene here fell into the eyes of an old immortal of the Divine Sect, so he gave great grace to him." No matter what, it's a great thing, a good thing that you can't even dream of......"

The man choked up, woke up suddenly, knelt down at once, and knocked his head three times in each direction.

The female ghost couldn't kneel, so she pious to the Quartet.

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The old woman standing in the courtyard of Sanjin also worshiped the four directions of heaven and earth.

The old woman who almost never drinks in her life, for no reason to think of pouring herself a bowl of wine, if it's hard to drink, it's hard to drink, this life has lived long enough, it's been someone else's two lifetimes.

The old woman went to the foot of the stove room wall, held the wine bowl in one hand, and held the wine spoon in the other, and the spoon poked into a wine jar that had already been opened and sealed in the mud. The old woman was stunned, a little puzzled, then frowned, and finally her scalp was numb, the old woman lost the wine bowl and dropped the wine spoon, stood up suddenly, and muttered: "How is it possible, how is it possible!"

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, suddenly laughed, scooped a small half bowl of wine again, and then walked out of the stove room, sat on the verandah bench, looking at the sunlight quietly sprinkled on the courtyard floor, the old woman drank the wine in small sips, the gray-haired old woman, it is rare to be so leisurely and have nothing to do, nothing at hand, nothing in her heart.

On such a sunny day before, there was a northern boy named Chen Ping'an, carrying a wooden box on his back, trotting backwards, smiling and waving goodbye to the old woman.

There is a small vermilion gourd hanging around his waist, and there is wine, a sword and rivers and lakes in it.

It turned out to be a drunkard sword fairy boy.

The old woman drank the wine and thought with a smile, such a good boy, so what a good girl he liked?