"Xiaopan, what are you thinking, I'm absent-minded all day long. Xiao Mei'er slapped her palm on the back of the young man who was lying on the railing in a daze, "It seems that there is something on your mind, so let's hear it quickly." ”

Since Wei Changpan came back from that long trip, he seems to have changed as a person, in addition to being busy with things in the building, he is practicing boxing over and over again, and he no longer accompanies these little girls to chatter, as if in a few days, that little bit of youthful heart is gone, replaced by an inexplicable meaning that does not match his age.

"Master said that in three years, he would arrange a family affair for me. Wei Changpan's voice was very small, and his pupils were still unfocused on the endless green mountains.

This answer shocked Xiao Mei'er inexplicably, "How old are you? Twelve or thirteen? The sisters we serve are not in a hurry, you are still young..."

It's better to ask those people, this is the only proposal that Xiao Mei'er can give.

Cen Linwan, who had listened to Wei Changpan's detailed explanation with a frowning brow, put down the scroll in his hand, gently rubbed the sore acupuncture points on his forehead with his fingertips, and when he was a little better, he opened his lips and said: "Xiaopan, you are also a person who reads books, do you know that the sages have a saying, 'Those who want to join their families, cultivate their bodies first'?

"Martial arts all the way, dedication to the career or not, all are seeking to make achievements, Xiaopan, you are now at this age is not reasonable, it is not too much, as for practicing boxing, do not delay the work in Xiaoqinglou, just remember to be careful." ”

"I'm also a woman...."Cen Lin Wanyu tapped his finger on the table next to him, "The future husband must always be a man who stands up to the sky, but don't forget that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." ”

"So what should we do now?"

"Practice boxing well and make a name for yourself, secondly. The corners of Cen Linwan's mouth rose, "Let Mama Chen have less salt in her dishes recently." ”

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After the second master of the master returned to Qingshan Town, he went to the wine shop where he was a frequent customer to settle the old accounts, and from then on, the only drinking place in this town that could be used to drink was less of a big customer, and there was more shirtless bearded man in the Qian family in Qingshan Town who practiced guns all day long.

The big locust tree at the head of the town, the locust blossoms bloom and thank you, people come and go, the beauty in the small green building has been to Qingshan Town for two years, and the people in the town are gradually getting used to getting along with these women who have a very different style in the town.

There were a few elderly people who couldn't survive the two winters in Qingshan Town, and the town also added more than a dozen babies to cry through the sky.

Everyone has grown two years old, the old people have become less dexterous, the young people have grown stronger, the babies have staggered and learned to walk, and the town of Castle Peak is still a thriving scene.

There are also things, the only wine shop in the town that can be on the table is missing the patron of Qian Erye, and the river is going down, and after more than a year of hard support, people go to the empty building, and there is a big copper lock hanging on the door, and there are well-informed people in the town who inquire, and they don't know whether it is true or not, saying that this wine shop is Qian Erye's own industry, although it is a loss year after year, but it can't stand the fact that people are rich and capricious, and they put money into it every year to maintain, but now this master with the strongest foundation in Qingshan Town is concentrating on martial arts, and no longer greedy for that yellow soup, and the wine shop will naturally no longer open。

However, it is said that the number one person in Qingshan Town, and now he lives in a simple place, but after a while, he led the old horse with a bald tail to Qishan County, and then came back with a blue nose and swollen face on the horse's back every two days.

The most eye-catching thing is the kid named Wei Changpan in the town, who was originally the number one in the town, but he didn't know what shit luck he had, and he was able to go to the small Qinglou that countless singles in the town dreamed of to do an errand that all the crops in the town were envious of the silver, and he went to worship the second master of Qian as a teacher, and two years ago he also went to the county to help kill a devil, to be famous, to have silver money, this time it has grown again, it is the handsome offspring of the town, walking on the road and meeting those young women in the town, he must be laughed at and his face is red。

A new room was built next to the dilapidated thatched hut of the old Wei family, and most of the money that Wei Changpan had saved in the Xiaoqing Building for more than two years was spent on it, and the family of three also left the old house where light rain would fall every time it rained.

The people of Qingshan Town, who were closed to the news, would not know that when they raised their hoes, the disciples of Songfeng Mountain and Yanyulou drew their swords and faced each other, and when they cut the throats of chickens and ducks in their hands and bleed, the blood shed by the disciples of the two largest sects in Jiangzhou Jianghu was a hundred times more than the blood of chickens and ducks in the broken porcelain bowl of Qingshan Town.

To the surprise of the vast majority of people in Jiangzhou, it was not Yanyulou, which has always been famous for its ambition, that took the lead in attacking, but Songfeng Mountain, which has always given people the impression of being indisputable with the world.

Immovable as a mountain, moving as thunder, perhaps this sentence is the most appropriate way to describe the thunder of Songfeng Mountain. I don't know when, most of the ticket numbers in the whole territory of Jiangzhou have become the industry of Songfeng Mountain, and Yanyulou is unaware of this, there are a considerable amount of silver coins in the building have been exchanged for the exchange strips issued by these ticket numbers, just when Yanyulou urgently needs these silver to resist the pressure brought by Yanyulou, the disciples of Yanyulou who went to the ticket number with the voucher in hand were told that the ticket number "is not enough two silver coins for exchange."

At the same time, what is even more fatal is that the eyes and ears of Songfeng Mountain, with the spread of these ticket number pawnshop industries throughout Jiangzhou, and the accumulation of connections and information of the disciples of Songfeng Mountain who are responsible for managing the money exchange of the sect's industry for decades, the manpower information within the influence of Yanyulou has been continuously transmitted to the Songfeng Mountain Council Hall, which may not have the slightest impact on Yanyulou in a short period of time, but it is unknown what will happen in the future.

Although this kind of dispute has not been put on the table for the time being, a large number of people in the rivers and lakes know that perhaps in the near future, the original pattern of confrontation between the east and the west in the rivers and lakes of Dayao Jiangzhou will be replaced by a single family, and at this time, those second- and third-rate sects in Jiangzhou can only choose one of the two to stand in line, and the time has come to test the eyesight of each sect and faction.

The Dayao Jiangzhou Thorn History Mansion maintained an intriguing silence and did not choose to mediate, and the reason for this also caused a lot of discussion among the people in the rivers and lakes.

It's just that just when the sky over the rivers and lakes of Jiangzhou was cloudy, between the smoke and rain building on the lake in Maoli County and the mountains and rivers of Qingshan Town, Qishan County, there were still carrier pigeons flying by, with a few words in the bamboo tube tied to their feet and the thoughts of young people, temporarily away from the smoke of gunpowder in the rivers and lakes of Jiangzhou, which was becoming more and more difficult to hide.