Chen Ping'an entered the territory of Dali without passing through Yefu Pass this time, and after walking out of the plank road and valley, Chen Ping'an and the three of them met a team of elite horsemen.

The wind and snow are boundless, and the two sides face each other.

Most of the Dali border elites had silently turned their horses' heads, but suddenly they rushed out and galloped to Chen Ping'an's side, with a young and resolute face, full of vigilance and scrutiny, and in the depths of the eyes of this Dali border scout, there was a hint of resoluteness that Chen Ping'an did not understand at that time.

When this ride came out suddenly, the rest of the robes also gritted their teeth to keep up, and for a while the snow splashed everywhere and hit the face.

Chen Ping'an shouted in Dali official dialect: "We are from Longquan County, returning from Huang Tingguo and entering the customs through the cattle fence. ”

At the same time, Chen Ping'an took out the customs clearance document issued by the Longquan County Government from his arms, traveled thousands of miles, covered with the official seals of various countries and passes, and saw that the cavalry was about to turn over and dismount, Chen Ping'an took three steps and took one step at a time, trotted forward, stretched out his hand and handed it high, the cavalry became more and more tense, and a whole team of scouts had shrinking pupils, as if facing a great enemy.

The scout bent down to take the pass, after carefully browsing, suddenly smiled brightly, the hand that was originally tightly holding the handle of the knife, quietly made a safe marching gesture behind his back, the rider still insisted on dismounting, handed back the paper, after Chen Ping'an carefully put it away, the young rider smiled: "In such bad weather, if you encounter trouble, you can go to our Fengsui to temporarily rest and recuperate, prepare food, and wait until the wind and snow are lighter, and then it is not too late to hurry." ”

Chen Ping'an felt the sincerity of the rider from the bottom of his heart, and immediately hugged his fists and smiled: "It's okay, I just took this opportunity to practice boxing, it's hard to endure, but I can still bear it." ”

Dali is still martial, the people are fierce, and the name moves a continent.

The straw sandals boy was so tenacious that he quickly won the favor of this pair of elite scouts, and he was an old soldier of the border pass with a rough face and no smiles, and he would also smile heartily.

The two sides said goodbye, the scouts continued to investigate south, and Chen Ping'an continued to return to his hometown in the north.

The captain of the cavalry looked back at the backs of the three of them returning to the north, restrained his smile, turned his head and reprimanded the cavalry under his command: "What kind of hero, don't die?!" Not to mention the depth of the young man, the two thinly dressed maids and scholars beside him are clearly cultivators who are not weak in Taoism, otherwise how can they eat the polishing of this weather, just now we have close contact, and the complexion is so good, you can't see it?"

If the three of them are really spies of the enemy country, you will rush forward to ask questions this time, which will cause us to be wiped out, and will delay the transmission of the spy report!"

The young cavalry sneered, still a little unconvinced, "Commander Wu, as scouts of the border pass, this is still in the territory of Dali, no matter where the qi practitioners come from, we have to talk about the rules of our border army, right? ”

The old captain, who has been in the army for half his life, was so angry that he whipped it, but it hit the empty space outside the shoulders of the young horseman, and the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and he laughed angrily: "If it were when I first joined the army, your behavior would be to provoke the master of the qi practitioner, do you know? I don't know how to die, when I meet a kind and righteous general, at most I will help you ask for a few dozen taels of silver, and if you are not kind, you will live or die!"

The second-class scout who can become the Da Li border army is undoubtedly the leader of the Da Li army, and few of them are stupid people, and the young cavalry hurriedly made up for it: "The old Wu Chang is angry, and he will hit the old nest of the Da Sui Gao clan in the future, I will use my military skills to change the old man for a wealthy girl with fine skin and tender meat, and ...... fire."

The old Wu Chang scolded with a smile: "Get out, just your little military merit, it's not enough to stuff Lao Tzu's teeth, don't talk nonsense, continue to patrol!" ”

The young horseman said with a hippie smile: "I know, I know, I will take the first step, and I will keep a fly that can't fly into the valley of the cow's back in front." ”

The young knight took a deep breath, tugged at his thick, slightly stiff mink hat, shook off some of the ice slag, and slowly ran forward.

A middle-aged scout couldn't help but ask: "Commander Wu, there was such a big commotion on the border between the two countries before, I heard that the sky and the earth in Huang Tingguo were shattered, and many people died, but there is nothing to lose on our side, is there anything to say about this?" Captain Wu, you have a lot of gossip, and several old robes are now all Lord Duwei, do I know that you have specially asked someone to drink before, is there anything you can talk about?"

Old Wu Chang's expression was solemn, he didn't reveal the secrets, he just grinned, his eyes were hot, and his tone was gloomy, "There's nothing to say, it's just that we will have meat to eat soon, a good thing!"

Over there, Chen Ping'an, who was moving forward against the wind and snow, said slowly: "I have seen the cavalry of the Great Sui before, escorting us from the border to the capital...... I can't say specifically. ”

The little boy in Tsing Yi said lazily: "Master, this is a simple matter, the cavalry of the Great Sui, the guard dog raised in the courtyard of the deep house, it looks amazing, of course, if it really fights, it is estimated that it can be okay." But your Da Li's cavalry, especially the border pass cavalry, is a group of wild dogs, biting people everywhere, and their teeth have long been sharpened, replaced by Huang Tingguo's border guards, seeing the three of us, they have already run away, where do you have the courage to come forward to ask. ”

The little boy in Tsing Yi yawned and said casually: "In Yujiang before, I heard my water god brother tell a secret story, more than ten years ago, there was a border army in the north of the Great Sui, and a group of mountain qi practitioners clashed, the main general was angry, and he raised six thousand elites, together with him and his subordinate military secretary Lang, plus the army trained from the robe Ze, together with the pursuit and killing of more than 800 li, four murderous qi practitioners, stunned to slaughter three of them. ”

The girl in the pink skirt said in surprise: "In Huang Tingguo, whether it is a local army or a river and lake under the mountain, you don't dare to be angry with the qi practitioners on the mountain. The reason why the Zhilan Cao clan spares no effort to cultivate their young sons is that they want to ascend to heaven by one person, and they don't need to look up to people everywhere. ”

"Huang Tingguo Hong's family, from top to bottom, is rotten to the roots, where will he be the opponent of the big Li barbarian in the future. ”

The boy in Tsing Yi stretched out his hands boredly, condensed a crystal clear snowball again and again, and then threw it into the distance again and again, "The Dali border army was also damaged, especially the military secretary Lang died most of the battle, in short, it was a big trouble, His Majesty the Emperor Dali Long Yan was furious, recalled the Zhengsanpin military general to the capital, and demoted him to the bottom of the soldiers in one go, which made the mountain gate behind the four qi practitioners discouraged." It's just that I heard that within a few years, the battlefield warrior who guarded the north pass appeared in the south of Yefu Pass, and soon resumed his original official position, and the border army where he was before was even more awarded the honorary title of one of the new 'iron cavalry' of Da Li, and the border soldiers and horses not only quickly recovered to full strength, but also joined many first-class horses and first-class warriors, and now the scenery is very good. ”

Chen Ping'an thought of the Great Sui Mountain Cliff Academy, and said to himself: "Don't fight." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi quickly threw a snowball to the height, and then shot away with the second snowball, and the two sides shattered, "The arrow has to be sent on the string, I think this war of annihilation of the country cannot be escaped." The key depends on whether the Great Sui is fighting for strength or not, but if Da Li's Bai Yujing is really as powerful as the rumors, I think that most of the mountain forces that the Great Sui originally had the advantage will choose Mingzhe to protect themselves, after all, no one wants to be killed in the cave sheltered by the formation in an instant by a flying sword swept out of Bai Yujing, then it is really a blind eye, who is willing to try the lethality of Bai Yujing's flying sword? The higher the realm, the more the qi practitioner is afraid of death. Anyway, my brother of the water god said that as long as Bai Yujing's flying sword had half of the rumored power, he would take the initiative to surrender, and with the style of the Dali Temple, he might still retain his position as the god of the water god of the river. ”

The girl in the pink skirt looked dazed, "What is Bai Yujing?

The boy in Tsing Yi laughed, flicked his fingers lightly, and a snowball hit the forehead of the girl in the pink skirt, "Whoosh, a flying sword will come out of Bai Yujing in the capital of Dali, and the speed of the sword of the land sword immortal in the above five realms will fly through thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant, and it will pierce the head of your stupid girl, isn't it fun?"

The girl in the pink skirt covered her forehead with her hands, and she was very frightened.

The little boy in Tsing Yi sneered and said: "Just your little bit of Taoism, do you still need to use the Bai Yujing Flying Sword to kill you?" You are a stupid girl, but the Dali Imperial Court is not stupid." Bai Yujing has more than a dozen flying swords, and now the first Qi practitioners to target are all those old turtle bastards hiding under the water in the territory of the Great Sui, I guess, among them, the handful of Great Sui Qi practitioners who are qualified to be on the list, someone must have quietly left the territory of the Great Sui, in order to avoid its edge. ”

Although Chen Ping'an has not interjected, he feels that most of the arguments and speculations of the Yujiang Water Snake are justified, so he silently listened to them in his ears and remembered them in his heart. So Chen Ping'an couldn't understand more and more, how could such a smart guy who saw the problem thoroughly be willing to carry the black pot to the unpredictable water god on the side of the Yujiang River in his hometown?

Could it be that it is dark under the lamp?

Chen Ping'an did not ask. This is the Tsing Yi boy's own business.

Chen Ping'an began to walk silently, facing the wind and snow over and over again.

In the knee-high snow, the piles of the mountain-shaking boxing spectrum had to be extremely slow, Chen Ping'an walked all the way from the cliff plank road to here, and the more energy and spirit it consumed, the longer the time, the more backwards, it was ten times more than usual.

All over the body, from the outside to the inside, Chen Ping'an was almost frozen into a block of ice, so that in the later stage, there was no need for Chen Ping'an to deliberately run the eighteen-stop sword air rotation, and the mysterious qi machine that was like a fire dragon patrolling the pass would quickly swim away on its own, invisibly helping Chen Ping'an barely maintain a breath of true qi.

Every breath is a painful sin.

The lazy boy in Tsing Yi looked at it and felt that it was unreasonable, and it was not good for him to accept his fate if he had poor talent? Others are on the road of cultivation for thousands of miles a day, and you Chen Ping'an do half the work here every day, how embarrassing.

The girl in the pink skirt was about to die of distress when she saw it.

After half a decade, the wind and snow gradually stopped, and the journey after that was not too arduous and difficult.

During the trio, they bypassed two passes and more than a dozen towering beacons, large and small.

Chen Ping'an will still find hardships for himself, and in addition to practicing boxing every day, he takes the initiative to learn martial arts with the boy in Tsing Yi, and is often punched by the latter and falls into the deep snow and disappears.

But the second realm is still a pitiful second realm, and Chen Ping'an's martial arts advancement is really untouchable.

The boy in Tsing Yi didn't know whether to mourn his misfortune or be angry with him, and there were a few times when he shot hard, and his own master who was missing a tendon flew out of the kite with a broken string, and he had to struggle for a long time to stand up, and the girl in the pink skirt who was watching the battle turned her head and couldn't bear to look at it again.

On such a cookie-cutter way home, the first snow of the year came to an end, and the three of them finally arrived at a town marked as Fengya County on the map, because Chen Ping'an chose a way back to his hometown Xishan, so he would not pass through the route of Xiuhua River, Red Candle Town and Qidun Mountain.

Chen Ping'an wanted to walk through more unfamiliar places.

Reading a few books, knowing more than a thousand words, traveling thousands of miles, and practicing a million boxing, this is Chen Ping'an's current wish, after all, it all needs to come out step by step. Compared with the study tour to the Great Sui Academy, you can spare more time to boil your body through boxing, temper your soul with luck, drip water through stones, swallows into mud, and every bit is a supplement.

The boy in Tsing Yi will feel that he is wasting his time, but Chen Ping'an can clearly perceive the accumulation of a little benefit, this feeling, like the porcelain burning boy in Mud Bottle Lane, working hard every day, is equivalent to a few more copper coins into the account, the family is quietly increasing, outsiders feel bored, but Chen Ping'an himself does not feel too good!

The New Year is approaching, into the bustling county market, Fengya Town is different from other cities in Dali Border Pass, the aroma of books is heavier, because obviously there are many more bookstores, of course, the lonely rare book is not extravagant, mostly shoddy and cheap private carved books, there are a lot of typos and omissions, the children in Tsing Yi and the girls in pink skirts are all high-minded, one is a strong net worth, accustomed to seeing good things, and the other is dealing with sage books since childhood.

So only Chen Ping'an walked seriously in the bookstore, and he couldn't put it down on the bookshelf with a long row of twelve complete sets of "Yushan Burning Snow Talk", but unfortunately there were not many gaps in the back basket, and he couldn't fit such a set of tomes, and the price was too high, so he had to settle for the next best thing and bought a copy of "Iron Sword Light Flick Collection" signed by Cheng Shuidong.

The elderly shopkeeper sincerely praised Gongzi's good vision, and then explained that the works of this old waiter of Huang Tingguo are now in his pocket, and he will definitely make a profit, because it is rumored in the market that the man will soon return to the mountain and be invited to serve as the deputy head of a new academy in Dali.

In the night, Chen Ping'an, who returned with a full load, chose a simple inn and asked for two adjacent rooms, and the girl in the pink skirt slept alone.

The boy in Tsing Yi followed Chen Ping'an across the threshold, immediately wrinkled his nose with a look of disgust, and shook his palm in front of his nose to dispel the sour smell that had been old for a long time.

After Chen Ping'an closed the door, he spread out the map of Dali's southern prefectures and counties on the table, because these secret geographical maps have always been exclusive to the government, and private possession is a big crime. Chen Ping'an looked at the distance between Fengya County and Longquan County, which is only 600 miles away, half of which is an official road that is convenient for business travelers, and half of which is a relatively difficult waterway of the Chongjiang River.

After Chen Ping'an ate the food, he began to practice the sword furnace.

From time to time, the sound of a woman's invective, and the innkeeper's plea for mercy rang out in his ears.

It's similar to the scene in Xinghua Lane in my hometown.

It's just that at that time, Gu Cang's mother was still there, and the vicious mother-in-law Ma had not died, and there would be the sound of reading in the school every day, which spread far away to the iron lock well.

When I went back this time, the old locust tree was gone, the janitor was no longer there, and the courtyard gate of the neighbor's house in Mud Bottle Lane, on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, was destined not to post a new and joyful New Year couplet.

Chen Ping'an sighed, put away the sword furnace stake, came to the window, took out the small silver sword embryo from the small pocket specially sewn from his sleeve, gently held it in the palm of his hand, and slowly rubbed it.

The boy in Tsing Yi shouted angrily for no reason, "Look for death!"

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look when he heard the sound, only to see the boy in Tsing Yi holding a cloud of ethereal gray smoke with his fingers, and suddenly clamped it, and there was a slight crackling, and the gray fog gradually dissipated, and there was a faint wailing and hissing.

Seeing Chen Ping'an's puzzled face, the little boy in Tsing Yi happily invited credit: "Master, this little elf who doesn't know whether to live or die has been pinched by me!

The boy in Tsing Yi pointed to the mist that was scattered everywhere, "It's called the pillow charm, and there is no entity, where this gadget passes, the little wind brought up, is one of the many crooked winds in the world, the most like to chase those vicious street shrews, whenever they move their lips and tongues, this kind of charm will secretly appear, collect that atmosphere, the most able to separate relatives, especially the relationship between husband and wife, the so-called pillow wind in the market, is their specialty." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed and said with a smile: "In the future, if you encounter this kind of spirit, just drive it away, and you don't need to fight and kill." ”

The little boy in Tsing Yi sighed, tilted his head, and asked, "Master, aren't you a bodhisattva, how did you encounter such an evil spirit, why don't you do the right thing for heaven?"

Chen Ping'an couldn't cry and laughed: "What is the way of heaven, I don't have that much ability......

Chen Ping'an quickly stopped talking and said no more.

The boy in Tsing Yi didn't come to feel a little lost in his heart.

Because I couldn't hear the big truth of the rotten good man.

I used to feel bored and bored to listen to, but after that time in the Wusheng Temple, Chen Ping'an didn't say it once, and he felt even more boring.

The boy in Tsing Yi lay on the table for a while, feeling that he was not lightly ill, so he simply climbed onto the table, and then lay down on his hands and feet, looking at the ceiling lifelessly, and saw a small cobweb, which had no owner to sit on, and after looking at it for a long time, the boy in Tsing Yi began to turn over and over on the table.

The girl in the pink skirt cleaned up the bedding and mattress over there, so she came here to clean up for the master, and did not forget to carry Cui Dongshan's bookcase well.

Chen Ping'an put away the "silver ingot" again, walked to the table, the boy in Tsing Yi hurriedly sat back on the stool, Chen Ping'an took out the book of "Iron Sword Flick Collection" with a rich ink fragrance from the back basket, and the boy in Tsing Yi quickly brought the oil lamp with doglegs and helped light the wick, and the master and servant sat on three sides.

The boy in Tsing Yi didn't dare to disturb Chen Ping'an, who was reading, and smiled at the girl in the pink skirt sitting opposite, "Isn't it happy that you can eat a snake gallstone right away and enter the Middle Five Realms?"

With Chen Ping'an by her side, the girl in the pink skirt is much more courageous, "Don't beat my snake gallstone idea." ”

The little boy in Tsing Yi said with a smile: "The master told me in private, the snake gallstone is divided into sizes, and the rank is high and low, silly girl, you have no credit and no hard work along the way, and it is the most useless, so I only give you the smallest and worst, I have accompanied the master to feed the fist so many times, so I got the two in my hand, which are the largest and best, and one is as big as your ten." ”

The girl in the pink skirt immediately turned her head to look at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an turned a page of the book and said with a smile: "Don't listen to his nonsense." ”

The girl in the pink skirt glared at the boy in Tsing Yi who lied about the military situation.

The boy in Tsing Yi slapped the table, "Rebellion?!"

The girl in the pink skirt sat down on Chen Ping'an's side.

Chen Ping'an was accustomed to this, but he didn't deliberately support the little fire python and talked, and always read quietly.

By the dim light of the oil lamp, Chen Ping'an turned over the reading notebook page by page, and took out a piece of leftover bamboo slips from Qidun Mountain in the middle, and the small carving knife given by the shopkeeper who bought the hosta at that time.

The boy in Tsing Yi pressed his cheek against the table, rolled his eyes to himself, and pretended to be a ghost.

The girl in the pink skirt didn't dare to look at him, so she gathered beside her master and watched Chen Ping'an read or engrave.

Chen Ping'an suddenly frowned, hesitated for a moment and asked: "The book says that after the wealth is developed, roads and bridges must be built, and mansions and tombs cannot be built." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi scoffed at this, but did not speak, maintaining that half-dead position.

The girl in the pink skirt nodded and said softly: "Master, some scholars are particular about this, hoping that after they have money, they will do good and accumulate virtue and benefit the township." ”

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless, he originally thought that after returning home, he would immediately spend money to build a big tomb for his father and mother before the end of the year.

The little boy in Tsing Yi couldn't help but speak: "Master, you are not a scholar now, why do you pay attention to these things? Besides, what do you really have to worry about, it's a big deal to build roads and pave bridges at the same time, and when the time comes, I will personally help, we not only spent money, but also personally contributed, God must have nothing to say." ”

Chen Ping'an suddenly untied the knot in his heart that had just been knotted, turned his head to look at the boy in Tsing Yi, stretched out his thumb to him, and said happily: "That's good!

The girl in the pink skirt was happy with her master.

The boy in Tsing Yi was stunned, and then quickly lowered his head, tears almost falling out.

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Walking and walking, walking through the official road and the waterway, the atmosphere is harmonious, and finally I see the outline of a slightly lonely mountain.

Chen Ping'an stopped, stretched out his hand to pat the heads of the boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt left and right, and then stretched out his hand to point to the big mountain, he smiled and looked at the big mountain called Luoluo Mountain, this time Chen Ping'an was ridiculous at all, "It's home!

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The second volume of "Shanshui Lang" ends.