Or the woman surnamed Fan, at first glance dressed elegantly, but if you look closely, you will find that the clothes are embroidered with wishful water cloud patterns, in the sky under the moonlight and the lights of the market, looming, rich eyes, noble and graceful, but so.

But at this moment, she should be covered with a face, and she only has five or six points of her previous appearance, so as not to make this market too sensational.

She still stared at Chen Ping'an, Chen Ping'an put down the dishes and chopsticks, and had to ask, "You have something to do with me?"

She suddenly reached out and rubbed her forehead, looked around, and frowned.

At the next table, there were diners who had an argument with someone, scolded the street, slapped the table and stared at their eyes, aggressive, pointing at each other's nose and scolding angrily What is your family's old bustard little prostitute, nothing more than three, if you dare to talk about this, Lao Tzu will open a brothel directly in your house.

The two sides argued, and the rich Nanyuan Guojing Shi emphasized that the words were ugly and messy.

The woman gently kneaded her temples with one finger, returned to her normal expression, and formed a line with the condensation of the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, her eyes were full of curiosity and longing, and asked: "This son, are you ...... Immortals?"

Chen Ping'an smiled dumbly, shook his head and said: "I'm just a foreigner, I came to Nanyuan to travel, not what the girl said. ”

The woman was a little regretful and said apologetically: "There is a lot of trouble, the son forgives the sin." ”

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "It's okay." ”

She hesitated for a moment, but still reminded: "Recently, Nanyuan Guojing has not been very peaceful, Childe is a dragon and phoenix among people, and it is easy to be targeted, I hope Childe will be more careful"

Chen Ping'an clasped his fists, "Thank you, Miss Fan." ”

Fan Wan'er is not a person who drags mud and water, so he left this bustling supper market, some green-skinned hooligans want to take the opportunity to rub oil, but every time they make a move, she always happens to dodge, like a fish swimming between aquatic plants and stones. Chen Ping'an was a little puzzled, according to the old man of Zhulou, whether the martial artist is talented or not depends on whether he can raise the most intelligent boxing intent from the inferior boxing fight, and he chose Chen Ping'an at the beginning, which is one of the reasons.

However, the old man surnamed Cui died to save face, and he didn't want to admit that "Shaking Mountain Boxing" actually had a lot of merits, and Chen Ping'an was unwilling to expose it.

According to the previous chat between the old man surnamed Ding and the crow and the hairpin Zhou Shi, she is most likely the world-famous Fan Wan'er, who is in her hometown of Aquarius, but she is the status of He Xiaoliang, the daughter of the Divine Sect.

Fan Wan'er clearly has a bit of a "shortcut" meaning, why is he a martial arts cultivator, as if he has pressed a 10,000-pound boulder, and he can't go up for a long time?

The momentum can be hidden, and it can be returned to the basics, but after a long time, the inner divine will cannot deceive people, and the urgency of every breath and the charm of raising hands and feet often reveal the heavenly opportunity.

The old man surnamed Ding, who was wearing a silver lotus crown before, seemed to step into the main hall of Baihe Temple casually, and Chen Ping'an immediately sensed the vision of heaven and earth.

Chen Ping'an came out of Lizhu Cave, and the characters on the top of the mountain he have seen are not less, and the characters who can make Chen Ping'an feel "very powerful" are naturally not simple. The person who feeds the fist in the Luoluo Mountain Bamboo Building was once a martial artist at the peak of the Ten Realms, and the person who feeds the sword on Osmanthus Island is also an old Jin Dan.

After Chen Ping'an's figure disappeared, he thought about it and left the downtown area.

Nanyuan Guojing Division, divided into large and small eighty-one squares, the general pattern, and Chen Ping'an passed by many dynasties and vassal countries are similar, this is known as the world's first good city, the north Guizhou and the south are poor Dongwu Xiwen, Baihe Temple is located in the west city, most of them are the mansions of middle-level civil officials and honest businessmen, and ingenuity can be seen everywhere.

At this time, Chen Ping'an walked on a stone arch bridge, in the dead of night, Chen Ping'an jumped lightly on the railing, walked to the railing on the top of the arch of the bluestone bridge, Chen Ping'an looked at the small river under his feet, gurgling and flowing, and there was a water beast standing below, the shape of a dragon, it was not uncommon.

Many prosperous cities in Aquarius, on the railing column heads or arch ticket dragon gate stones, there are such water beasts used to defeat the spirits in the water. But Chen Ping'an couldn't detect that this ancient water beast had a trace of residual aura, as if it was just a decorative ornament.

When Chen Ping'an was looking at the water in a daze, Fan Wan'er, a fairy from Jingxin Pavilion, met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Wei Yan, who was supposed to return to the palace city of Nanyuan Kingdom.

Although this person is a noble man, he is a young master who is deeply hidden, and his martial arts teacher is an older generation of grandmasters who have been exiled from the north to the Nanyuan Kingdom, as Wei Yan said, he is the closest to the top ten masters today. The master of the crown prince Wei Yan has a common enmity with the Hanging Flower Sect, one of the three sects of the Demon Sect, so His Royal Highness the Prince, who is respected by this status, is also considered to be a righteous person by both the Hushan faction and the Jingxin Pavilion, and has the hope of becoming the leader of the next generation of rivers and lakes, and the Jingxin Pavilion even intends to support him as the next monarch of the Nanyuan Kingdom.

And the crow of the person in the Demon Sect is Wei Chong, the imperial brother who secretly supports Wei Yan, and the two sides are deceitful and framing each other, competing for favor on the side of the old emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom, and they have been fighting in the ring for five or six years.

Fan Wan'er and Wei Yan were scattered in the quiet night, Wei Yan said softly: "Fairy Fan, if you want to see that person, you don't have to hide it from me, he can hide in the main hall of Baihe Temple, and he didn't let us notice it from beginning to end, he is definitely not an ordinary reckless man, in case he is a member of the Demon Sect, something happens to you, what should I do?"

Fan Wan'er didn't want to make Wei Yan, the future emperor of Nanyuan, feel uncomfortable, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, do you think that you are with Wan'er, as well as the green crow of the Demon Sect who doesn't know his real name, the hairpin of the Spring Tide Palace, Zhou Shi, plus the other six young masters of about the same age, a total of ten people, echoing the top ten masters in the world, among the ten of us, who has the highest martial arts?"

Wei Yan has long known this, in addition to having a good master, he is also the prince of a country, and the spy eyeline is all over the world, even if he has not walked through the rivers and lakes, he has long been familiar with the secret affairs of the rivers and lakes, Wei Yan said without thinking, "Who is the leader, it's hard to say, but the top three, there is already a fixed number, the battle of life and death, once the narrow road meets, who lives and who dies, it depends on who is better at competing for the general trend in the underworld, the time and place are favorable, whoever occupies more, who can win." ”

Speaking of this, Wei Yan glanced behind the woman, traveling tonight, Fan Wan'er didn't carry a weapon, he smiled: "Fairy Fan is proficient in the Mirror Heart Pavilion, the Hushan Sect and the long-lost White Ape Back Swordsmanship, the learning of the three saints, inclusive, of course, it can be ranked among the top three, my master has sincerely praised the fairy, with or without a sword behind him, it is two Fan Wan'er." ”

Fan Wan'er smiled: "Your Highness has praised it. ”

Wei Yan took it with one hand, and gently tapped the jade belt on his waist with the fingers of the other, "That crow of the Demon Sect, when she just entered the capital, she was so arrogant that she dared to run to the national teacher's side, and she also ate a punch from the national teacher, and she was able to be injured but not die, and the world thought it was her luck, but my father told me that the national teacher once said that that little girl, with high martial arts talent, can be described as Lu Fang among women." ”

"The last person, should be the unknown origin of Feng Qingbai, in the past ten years, born out of nowhere, his life experience, teacher, all can not find any clues, like to travel all over the world, constantly challenge all kinds of masters, only know that this person is making rapid progress, look at his opponent selection, you will find that he has grown from a layman who knows a little about three-legged cats, in just ten years, he has grown into a first-class master in the world. ”

After saying this, Wei Yan turned his head and asked, "Fairy Fan, among the other seven people, is there any one that is more hidden?"

With his hands behind his back, Fan Waner walked on a small bridge that was silent and uninhabited, close to the railing, and slapped again and again

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Carving the head of the small stone squatting lion above, he shook his head and said, "Even if there is one, at least I and Jingxin Pavilion don't know." ”

Wei Yan smiled warmly, he never thought that Fairy Fan would be so playful, and for a while he looked at those moist eyes, a little stupid.

The man has an inferior eye, only looking at the woman's face, a medium eye on the figure, and a superior eye on the woman's divine will.

What's more, Fan Waner has all three, and they are still the first in their world.

How can he make His Royal Highness the Prince of Nanyuan Kingdom, whose eyes are above the top, not moved, fair lady, gentleman, Wei Yan's affection for her, whether it is words or sight, is neither naked and presumptuous, but never deliberately hidden.

Wei Yan stopped, quickened his steps again, and walked side by side with her, wanting to reach out and hold her slender hand, but unfortunately he didn't have that courage.

Fan Wan'er stopped, turned sideways, raised his eyes into the distance, his eyebrows and eyes were sad, and said slowly: "The reason why I talk about this is to say a strange thing that I have never been able to understand. ”

Wei Yan said curiously: "Let's talk about it." ”

Fan Wan'er rubbed his eyebrows, and Wei Yan said worriedly: "What's the matter, but what insidious tricks did that white-robed swordsman use?"

She smiled and shook her head, "Your Highness, have you heard of the 'Immortal Man' from your master's side?"

Wei Yan said with a smile: "My master is a reckless man, don't mention this, his old man doesn't like literati the most, he always says that they are helping girls who have no eggs, and when they were young, they learned martial arts from their master, as long as they chatted, I said a little bit of crepe, and they would be beaten." Therefore, I can only appreciate the demeanor of the immortals from the poems. ”

Since Wei Yan had no clues, Fan Wan'er didn't want to say more about it, so she changed the topic, her eyes were far-reaching, and she muttered: "Your Highness, have you ever had a feeling that when we experience an incident, or walk through a place and meet someone, we always feel a little familiar?"

Wei Yan nodded, "Yes, why not." ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thought it was interesting and asked with a smile, "Could it be that Fairy Fan also believes in the reincarnation of the Buddhist family?"

Fan Wan'er shook his head.

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On Guniu Mountain outside the capital, there are as many as seven or eight people standing tonight, among them, Yu Zhenyi, who is like a childish child, has a solemn expression, overlooking the outline of the capital at night.

The sloppy man who was full of wine even gave his sword to the woman in the wine shop, named Lu Fang.

Nanyuan Guoshi Chongqiu, is a thin man who does not smile, with an elegant temperament, it is hard to imagine that he will be the first hand in the world.

One person remaining,

Yu Zhenyi's voice was also as immature and clear as his appearance, and he slowly spoke: "In addition to Ding Lao Mo, Zhou Fei of Chunchao Palace, Feng Feng of the Ranger, and Tong Qingqing of Jingxin Zhai, these four people, I am afraid that we will kill one more person." ”

Lu Fang laughed at himself: "It can't be me, right?"

Chong Qiu glanced at him coldly.

Lu Fang spread out his hands and said helplessly: "It's not okay to make a joke?"

In addition to the three of the four great masters, there are some characters on the top of the mountain who should never be here.

But without exception, they are either one of the top ten masters on the list, or a martial arts master like Master Wei Yan.

Tonight's Guniu Mountain, as well as the next Nanyuan Kingdom, are destined not to talk about good and evil.

Yu Zhenyi stared at a certain place in the capital, and said softly: "Lu Fang, you and your friends, solve the biggest accident first, as for whether to join forces to kill people or kill people alone, I don't care, but only succeed and not fail, within three days, bring that person's head over, all the objects on his body, the old rules, the murderer will get it." ”

Lu Fang touched the back of his head and sighed.

In the distance, someone was smiling grimly, eager to try.

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Chen Ping'an did not return to the house, just like a lonely ghost, he traveled to the capital at night alone, during which he sneaked into a scholarly library and flipped through books.

Before dawn, he left quietly, and listened to the teachings of those masters in the capital Guozijian until noon when the sun was shining, and then walked back to Zhuangyuan Lane, deliberately avoiding the house related to the old man surnamed Ding and the hairpin Lang Zhou Shi.

There are a few cramped and cramped bookstores in Zhuangyuan Lane, in addition to selling books, they also sell some of the four treasures of the study room that cannot be called the desk clearance, rough and simple, fortunately, the price is not high, after all, the buyers here are some poor scholars who went to Beijing to take the exam. Chen Ping'an bought a few lightly written landscape travelogues in a shop, and he definitely won't look through them in the near future, just thinking about letting Luoluo Mountain have more books.

When Chen Ping'an walked back to the alley where he lived, the handsome little guy just returned from class, and the two walked in the alley together.

Chen Ping'an pretended not to see it, and went back to the house, dinner was with the child's family at a dinner table, according to the rent in advance, the family added double bowls and chopsticks for Chen Ping'an, charging an extra 30 yuan a day, the old woman swore that there must be fish and meat in the meal, in fact, Chen Ping'an often went out, either went out early and returned late, missed the point of eating, or simply no one for a period of time, the old woman was very happy.

There was no oil and water on the table today, and the old woman smiled and apologized, saying why didn't Chen Gongzi say hello earlier today to prepare the ingredients.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said that it was enough to eat.

The old woman asked Ming'er what she said, and when she heard Chen Ping'an say that she was going out tomorrow, the old woman sighed, complaining that Chen Gongzi was too busy, and it was so difficult to eat a home-cooked meal, in fact, her daughter-in-law's cooking skills were still good, and she didn't dare to say how good it was, she would definitely eat.

The woman who kept bowing her head to pick up the rice and didn't even dare to hold more chopsticks in the dish raised her head slightly, smiled honestly, and her mother-in-law praised herself, which was unprecedented.

After Chen Ping'an ate, he moved a small stool, and went to the corner of the street where the child's grandfather often played chess with others, it is rare to be a large bluestone paved street, people who have lived here for generations, watching people come and go over there, chatting with neighbors about the shortcomings of parents, it is very boring, if you see a rich child riding a horse galloping by, or a well-known Qinglou woman walking by, it can make a whole street bright.

Chen Ping'an was sitting not far from the chess stall, and there were a large number of people around there, and suddenly found that the child had also moved a stool and sat beside him.

I had already taken off the "sword qi" and put it in the house, enjoying the coolness of the market, and carrying a sword on my back, which was not like words. Yang Jian Hu took it with him, but let the more obedient Flying Sword Fifteen stay in the courtyard, so as not to steal it, and now the capital of Nanyuan is not peaceful, and the hidden dragon and crouching tiger must be up soon.

Sensing the child's awkwardness, Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Something on your mind?"

The child, who went to school and knew some rough etiquette, lowered his head, "I'm sorry, Chen Gongzi." ”

Chen Ping'an said softly: "What do you say?"

The child sat on a low bench, his hands clenched into fists, on his knees, and he didn't dare to look at Chen Ping'an, "My mother often takes advantage of Chen Gongzi's absence to go through Chen Gongzi's things." ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was the old woman who spoke harshly, often going to his room to "visit the door", rummaging through and picking up, but he never thought that it was the child who looked very honest and his mother.

The child's mood became heavier and heavier, "Later, Chen Gongzi left for a long time, and my mother stole the books that Chen Gongzi put on the table to me, I couldn't help it, so I flipped through the books and peeked at them, I knew that this was not good." ”

Chen Ping'an wanted to say an understatement of "It's okay", but he quickly swallowed it back and changed his words: "Yes."

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Not good. ”

Before wandering the capital, one day in the noisy temple fair, saw a pair of rich and elegant mothers, behind them secretly followed by a group of dewy eyes of the servant, five or six years old, saw a beautiful sister in the stall and selected objects, he ran over to pull the girl's sleeve, the child naturally has no malice, just to attract the attention of adults, the girl was not ignored at first, but the child was born in a powerful family, seeing that this sister ignored herself, she was a little annoyed, the strength in her hands became bigger and bigger, the girl was entangled impatiently, but also knowledgeable, and did not care about the ignorant child, so she looked up at the mother of the child standing not far away, the latter called the child back and did not let him continue to mess around.

At that time, if this scene stopped here, Chen Ping'an would have seen it.

But the woman with a luxurious temperament said a sentence that made Chen Ping'an difficult to let go, but he couldn't think of the crux of the problem.

The woman who must have walked out of Zhong Mingding's food house taught her children the words, "You see my sister is angry, stop being naughty." ”

At first glance, there is no problem. The woman's demeanor has always been worthy of the word grace, looking at her son's gaze, kind and pampered, and her attitude towards the girl is not at all bad.

It wasn't until this moment that Chen Ping'an chatted casually with the child and figured out the reason.

The tragic disaster related to Song Yu's burning of the old-timers in the Combing Water Country is similar but different.

It is wrong for a woman to teach her son in this way.

Isn't the girl at the stall angry, and the child can act like this?

Compared with the tragedy of Song Yu's predecessors, this kind of "innocuous little thing" in the market seems to be unspeakable, and if you really want to talk endlessly, it will definitely give people the suspicion of being unkind. Maybe the woman felt that she was being unforgiving, and that she was really insulting when she had a family name?

Chen Ping'an took out the bamboo slip, looked at the left and right ends, and kept moving his gaze to the middle.

There are many marks carved on it.

Chen Ping'an's left and right index fingers of both hands, against the two ends of the bamboo slips like a ruler, hung in the air, turned his head and smiled at the nervous child: "Your mother must be wrong to do this, you know your mistakes and don't change them, it's still not right, but after knowing this, you must also understand that things in the world, big and small, life in the world, in addition to right and wrong, right and wrong, after all, it is necessary to talk about human feelings, such as why your mother did this, I don't want you to study more, and become a child in the future, show talent, raise people, and even take the entrance examination?" Is it for your mother to be so able to endure hardships, for what is it for her to glorify her ancestors, to dress well and eat well? I don't think so, I just want you to live well in the future, right? Why did your mother do such a wrong thing, if you understand, you can not think about it, her mistakes and the good for you, you already know in your heart, and then it will be your turn, you have read the book, learned the sage and sage principles in the book, it is the etiquette, so if time goes back and gives you another chance, what will you do?"

The child has been listening very carefully, because Chen Ping'an explained the truth shallowly, and he is a smart child, so he understood, and after thinking about it seriously, "I should silently put the books stolen by my mother back to Chen Gongzi's house, and then borrow books from you openly, is that right?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I only dare to say that on my side, it's already right, if you are someone else, you may have to think about it more." ”

The child said happily: "Chen Gongzi, then you won't blame my mother, right?"

Chen Ping'an rubbed his little head, "There are some mistakes, they can be repaid, so you did it." ”

The child nodded vigorously, "So Sir told us that knowing mistakes can improve a lot!"

Chen Ping'an, who didn't say a few words to fight with people, talked so much to a child today, even he was surprised, but his mood was a little quieter, and he felt that even if he went to walk the pile and practice the sword immediately, there was no problem.

Chen Ping'an put away the bamboo slip and put it back on his sleeve, and simply said a few more words.

"You have to eat every day to survive. ”

"On the premise of worry-free food and clothing, reading and reasoning is not necessarily to be a sage, but to make one's life better. Of course, it may not be really better, but the classic teachings of the Confucian sages, the golden and jade good words of generations of gentlemen and sages, the least and the least, give us the possibility of being the most 'not wrong', telling us that we can live like this and live with peace of mind. ”

The child said in a daze: "Chen Gongzi, I don't understand these things. ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "I have a lot of things, in fact, I haven't thought through them, it's like building a room, but there are a few pillars, and it's still far from being able to shelter from the wind and rain, so you don't have to take it seriously, it's okay if you don't understand it, if you have any questions in the future, you can ask Mr. Xuejuku more." ”

The child got up with a smile, carried a small bench, bowed to Chen Ping'an, and said that he was going home to copy and write.

Chen Ping'an smiled and waved his hand: "Go ahead." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't turn around and said, "Throw away the stone in your hand." ”

A childish voice sounded behind him, oh, and then there was the sound of a stone falling to the ground, as if the stone was not small.

A thin little girl clapped her hands, swaggered over to Chen Ping'an's side and squatted, turned her head and asked, "Can you borrow me a stool to sit on?"

Chen Ping turned a deaf ear, took off the sword raiser, and began to drink.

The little girl asked again, "You are so rich, can you give me some?" Didn't you just say that you have to eat every day so that you don't starve to death. ”

Chen Ping'an didn't look at her, but asked, "How did you find me here?"

The conversation between the two is not the head of the bull and the mouth of the horse.

The little girl said pitifully: "I know you are not short of money, give me a few taels of silver, you don't feel distressed, but I can buy a lot of dry cakes and meat buns, in winter, every year in the capital will freeze to death many old beggars, the tattered clothes on their bodies, I want to pick them off, it takes a lot of effort, you see, I have this one on my body, that's how it came about." If I had money, I would have survived. ”

Chen Ping'an still didn't look at her, "This one on my body must be so good, but what about the last time I wore it, it was that little girl who secretly took it out and gave you clothes, right? Why didn't you wear it today, just to see me?"

The little girl seemed innocent, she didn't understand the meaning of Chen Ping'an's words at all, and said with a smile: "In the summer, the clothes are torn, but they are cool, she gave me the one, I am generally reluctant to wear it, and then take it out in winter and wear it on my body, which is very warm." ”

Chen Ping'an stood up suddenly, glanced left and right at the ends of the street, but said to the little girl who was squatting, "Go and stand against the wall, no matter what happens next, don't make a sound." ”

The little girl was a lively person, secretly observing Chen Ping'an all the time, so she glanced at Chen Ping'an's line of sight early, and then muttered, complained and got up, and was about to run to the wall to take refuge, when she suddenly heard the man say, "Take the bench." ”

She was not happy, "Why should I help you get it? You are my long-lost wild father?"

Chen Ping'an said bluntly: "Ten cents." ”

"All right, Daddy!" the little girl immediately smiled at a flower on her dark face, picked up the little bench and ran.

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