Chen Ping'an came to the gate and picked up the hat.

The old Song seniors are still wearing a black robe, but now they no longer wear swords, and they are much older.

With an expression of disbelief on his face, the Sword Saint of the Combing Water Nation asked in a thick accent, "Guawa'er?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, shook his head, and finally nodded.

Song Yujiao laughed heartily, and slapped Chen Ping'an on the shoulder, "Good guy, you can't recognize it if you are so fast." Why don't you wear straw sandals and a bamboo box? Maybe you'll recognize you kid at a glance. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Eat hot pot?"

Song Yujiao didn't answer the question, and asked instead: "What's going on in the town, Su Lang's sword qi was suddenly broken, it has something to do with your kid?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Stop me, send that Su Lang back to the town, I shouldn't come to trouble the old-timers again." ”

He didn't make up a random reason, after all, the old Song seniors were the old rivers and lakes he admired very much, and it was difficult to fool them.

It's just that the truth is often very false, and the lies are very true.

The old porter didn't believe it, and Song Yuyao's grandson Song Fengshan and his wife Liu Qian didn't believe it either.

Only Song Yuyao believed it, and pulled Chen Ping'an's arm, "Now that the matter is over, go, go and sit inside, what's the hot pot to worry about, after eating the hot pot, you kid has paid off the bill, patted his ass and is about to leave, I'm embarrassed to stop you from leaving? ”

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian looked at each other.

The old porter even swallowed his spit secretly.

When Chen Ping'an and the old gatekeeper were about to pass by, he stopped, took a step back, and said with a smile: "Look, just say that I am very familiar with your Zhuangzi, don't stop me next time, otherwise I will go over the wall directly." ”

The old porter couldn't cry or laugh, and clenched his fists to confess, "Chen Gongzi, I was clumsy and offended before. ”

Chen Ping'an made a gesture of raising his head to drink.

The old porter understood and gave Chen Ping'an a thumbs up.

Song Yuyao pulled Chen Ping'an and left.

Song Fengshan didn't follow immediately, and asked softly, "Old Qi, what's the matter?"

The old porter told the previous joke again, and told a story of his own embarrassment very happily.

Song Fengshan stretched out a finger and rubbed his eyebrows.

Liu Qian said with a smile: "It's not good, it's a big talk about the rivers and lakes." ”

The old porter smiled nonchalantly.

On the side of the villa hall, they sat down one after another, and Liu Qian poured tea herself.

Chen Ping'an took a sip of tea and asked curiously, "Chu Hao didn't die back then?"

Song Fengshan shook his head and said: "I can't die anymore, but I was replaced by Han Yuanshan, who has always been good at disguise." ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned.

The earliest four evils of the Combing Water Country, the female ghost of the ancient temple Wei Wei, Han Yuanshan, the demon cult figure who was killed by the sage Zhou Ju of the academy in Jianshui Villa, the last one, far away in front of the sky, is Song Fengshan's wife, Liu Qian.

Liu Qian is for her husband Song Fengshan, in order to push the reputation of Jianshui Villa to a higher place.

As for the noble son of the Han family in Xiaozhongshan, Han Yuanshan is ambitious, the city government is deep, and the means are not bad, he wants to take advantage of the momentum of a country's rivers and lakes and become the center of the temple, and then what Han Yuanshan wants to do in the future, it is unimaginable.

Han Yuanshan was able to do such a big thing, with Chu Hao's face and identity, he was now covering the sky with one hand in the temples and rivers and lakes of the Combing Water Country, Chen Ping'an was not surprised, but Song Fengshan and Liu Qian, since they had such a big handle, Han Yuanshan was not really Chu Hao, so aggressively targeting Jianshui Villa, why did Jianshui Villa have no power to fight back? Han Yuanshan is really not afraid that the villa will completely tear his face and expose his identity?

Song Fengshan seemed to see through Chen Ping'an's doubts, and explained with a smile: "Acting is just for people to see, it is a transaction, and 'Chu Hao' wants to rely on this to pave the way for Hengdao Villa to take refuge in him and unify the rivers and lakes." Han Yuanshan knew that our Jianshui Villa would not be a lackey of the imperial court, so he began to vigorously support Wang Yiran of Hengdao Villa, and we have no objection to this, the title of the first major sect in the rivers and lakes, Wang Yiran cares, we don't care. We thought of taking this opportunity to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, away from the distractions of the world. In exchange, in the name of the court of the Comb Water Kingdom, Han Yuanshan will set aside a piece of land on the mountain to build a new Zhuangzi for us, which is a feng shui treasure that my grandfather has long been in love with, and Han Yuanshan will strive to get a river god edict for my wife. I will put down all entertainment, refuse all human contacts on the rivers and lakes, and practice swords with peace of mind. ”

Liu Qian is not an ordinary woman, her identity and intelligence are the same.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Chen Ping'an snorted, "Take a step back and open the sky, Brother Song can concentrate on swordsmanship, and sister-in-law can also have a long future." Moreover, the land of the ancestral industry is located as a mountain temple, which is also a great merit, and there will be ancestral yin and yin virtues to protect the descendants. But the only thing that needs to be paid attention to is that the old-timers and Brother Song, you need to come here from time to time in the future to take a look, if the incense of the new mountain god is not clean, you must cut it early, of course, that is the worst result. ”

Song Yuyao and Song Yuyao looked at each other and smiled.

Chen Ping'an knew in his heart, presumably he was too talkative, indeed, whether it was the Song seniors or Song Fengshan, they were actually familiar with the affairs of the mountain, especially the old-timers who liked to travel around the world with swords, otherwise they would not have been able to buy swords for Song Fengshan from the Xianjia ferry in Dilong Mountain.

Chen Ping'an silently told himself that everything was not in a hurry, and he would stay in the villa for a few days.

After all, it is the Song family's own housework, and Chen Ping'an is actually a newcomer, so it is not good to say more and ask more.

In Chen Ping'an's mind, no matter how others walk the rivers and lakes, his rivers and lakes will not be because I repelled Su Lang with one punch today, and tomorrow I have eaten hot pot with Song Yuyao, and the day after tomorrow I will return to the north with the sword.

It shouldn't be that way.

Maybe when you go to Beiju Luzhou, which is not familiar with life, it will be different, and you will not have so many worries.

So after meeting, I could only ask more about other people's affairs to scrutinize some Song family affairs.

But there is one thing, Chen Ping'an knows very well that he can give up the ancestral business of the villa here, and the courage is not small, and the matter is not small.

Especially the Song seniors are willing to nod their heads, which is not easy.

For the older generation of Jianghu people, the face is bigger than the sky, and the old Song seniors are the old Jianghu, in fact, Wang Yiran can also be counted, and Su Lang, the Qingzhu Sword Immortal of Songxi Country, is not very counted.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that Su Lang appeared this time and played a sword in the town, which is very unruly.

Because according to the old rules of the previous generation in the rivers and lakes, since the old sword saint of Song in the Combing Water Country openly rejected Su Lang's invitation to fight, and did not have any reason or excuse, let alone say that there was room for a delay in fighting for a few years, in fact, it was equivalent to Song Yuyao taking the initiative to give up the title of the first person in swordsmanship, similar to a game, the chess player threw his son to admit defeat, but he didn't say the three words "I lost". For Song Yuyao, these old rivers and lakes are just given with both hands, in addition to the identity and title, as well as the reputation and face accumulated over a lifetime, it can be said that he handed over half his life.

Song Yuyao just looked at Chen Ping'an with a smile, the little melon skin back then, now it's okay. I just don't know if the amount of alcohol has been long, and whether I have eaten spicy food anymore? Do you believe that drinking alcohol can relieve the spicy taste? The old man was especially curious, did Chen Ping'an, the girl who was in his heart miss back then, become after meeting? Or did he really give himself a crow's mouth and say "You are a good person"?

After listening to Song Fengshan's reasonable explanation, Chen Ping'an was a little strange, and couldn't help asking: "Then what is the matter with Su Lang? I see that he is preparing to use the sword momentum in the town, it is true, he wants to share life and death with the old-timers, not just the level of swordsmanship." ”

This time, it was Song Yuyao who came to solve Chen Ping'an's confusion in person: "The sword god of the Caiyi Country that I respected the most back then is probably the realm of Su Lang now." Su Lang is extremely talented, and after breaking the mirror, he wants to find a sword grinding stone to help him stabilize his realm. I have seen more than a dozen countries, and I, Song Yuyao, just use a sword, and my fame is enough, and I am inferior to Su Lang...... Even if it's a half-realm, of course, it's the best object to sharpen your sword. ”

Song Yuyao actually has no interest in drinking tea, but now he drinks less, and he can only make an exception during the New Year's holidays.

The old man continued: "It's just Su Lang's trouble, which makes me a little dilemma, if I agree to fight with him, whether I lose or die, it's nothing, but it will ruin our deal with Han Yuanshan." ”

Speaking of this, Song Yujiao took a sip of tea, and Liu Qian quickly got up and refilled a cup of tea.

Song Yuyao complained a little, "Even if you drink a few catties of tea, you still don't have a taste of wine, but now Chen Ping'an is here, and it's not good to treat guests with tea." ”

Liu Qian was just about to sit down, but since her grandfather asked, she continued to stand and said with a smile: "Grandpa, Feng Shan has the final say in this matter." ”

Song Fengshan said with a straight face: "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, grandpa even drank the wine of Lidong and Xiaonian. ”

Song Yuyao sighed and didn't insist.

Chen Ping'an was a little happy, and it could be seen that now the two grandparents have a harmonious relationship, and they are no longer like the first time, each with a dead knot in his heart, and the gods are difficult to solve.

Song Yuyao continued the previous topic, with a somewhat self-deprecating look, "I lost, just now the virtue of the people in the rivers and lakes of the Comb Water Country, there will definitely be countless people who fall into the well, even if they move in the future, they will not stop, everyone wants to step on us, at least a few mouthfuls of spit." If I die, maybe Han Yuanshan will directly regret it and simply let Wang resolutely annex Jianshui Villa. What is the Sword Saint of the Combing Water Country, it is worthless now. It's a pity that Su Lang is sharp, and he has a false one, and he still wants to get a real one. The common sense of people is that there are some rules that do not conform to the rules of the older generation, but now we talk about the old rules and jokes. ”

Song Fengshan wanted to speak and stopped.

Song Yuyao waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't think about it, that is, in front of Chen Ping'an, complain a few words, grandpa, what kind of temper do you have, you still don't know? Speaking of which, his skills are still inferior to others, and he can't break that bottleneck in his life, which gives Su Lang the opportunity to catch up. Who doesn't want to be the leader of the sword and have no one around them?"

Song Yuyao took the initiative to say some words to Su Lang, and then said something to the rivers and lakes where he was, and said something that unfortunately no one listened to, "In the past, there were more than a dozen rivers and lakes in the country, and the old-timers of the Sword God of Caiyi Country were the most respected, even if Guyu Guolin Gushan didn't know how to be a man, even if I Song Yujiao was not worthy of the position, I like to travel all over the world, Su Lang is full of vigor and ambition, no matter what, the rivers and lakes are still full of vitality, no matter who they learn, it is a road." Now that the old sword god is dead, Lin Gushan is also dead, I count half dead, there is only one Su Lang left, Su Lang wants to be on the throne, as long as his swordsmanship reaches that height, no one can stop him, I am afraid that he Su Lang will make a bad start, and in the future, the young people who practice swords on the rivers and lakes will have less breath in their chests, and they only feel that my swordsmanship is high, and the rules are a fart, who wants to kill whoever kills, this is like ...... You Chen Ping'an, or Song Fengshan, have a lot of money in your pocket, and you are rich, as long as you want, of course, you can go to the Qinglou to spend a lot of money, no matter how beautiful and expensive the oiran is, you can embrace it, but this does not mean that when you walk on the road and see a decent woman, you can insult people with money and bully people with power......"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I haven't been to Qinglou. ”

Glimpsing Liu Qian bowing her head to drink tea, the corners of her mouth smiling but not smiling, Song Fengshan hurriedly echoed: "I don't have either, absolutely not!"

In the end, Jiang is old and spicy, and the pit people don't negotiate, Song Yujiao turned his head and reminded Liu Qian with a smile: "If a man really hasn't been to Qinglou, or doesn't have this kind of thought at all, he won't swear so much, he will only smile and pass by, and the clouds are light and light." ”

Liu Qian nodded lightly and said softly: "It seems to be an alas." ”

Chen Ping'an and Song Fengshan looked at each other, but in addition to grievances and grievances in Song Fengshan's eyes, there were also complaints, all of which were good roads led by you Chen Ping'an!

How many years have you Song Fengshan been in the rivers and lakes, and I, Chen Ping'an, have only been a few years? Chen Ping'an blinked, and only said half a sentence, "I really haven't been there anyway." ”

Song Fengshan was stunned on the spot.

This guy is bad!

Liu Qian covered her mouth and smiled.

Song Yuyao laughed and said: "It seems that over the years, you melon baby has not been in vain. ”

Song Fengshan shook his head, turned his head and said to his wife: "Let's bring some wine, otherwise I won't be happy." ”

Liu Qian went to get up and get the wine.

Song Yuyao was stained with light, and his voice was louder.

Song Fengshan didn't drink much, and Liu Qian only took a symbolic drink.

The two jars of Zhuangzi's own brewed and cellared good wine for more than five years were all drunk by Song Yuyao and Chen Ping'an.

As soon as he heard that Chen Ping'an planned to leave the day after tomorrow, Song Yuyao waved his hand, "Go and get two more jars, as long as this melon peel drinks me, let alone the day after tomorrow, allow him to get out of the wine immediately!"

Liu Qian got up without hesitation and went to get the wine.

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Then I'll leave the day after tomorrow, Senior Song, I really have something to do, I have to catch a cross-continent ferry to Beiju Luzhou, if I miss it, I have to wait at least another month." ”

Song Yuyao glared and said, "Then why don't you leave now? You can't delay a day or two? Is it me Song Yu's noodles that are too small, or are you Chen Ping'an too big now?"

Chen Ping'an muttered: "It is said that persuading wine on the wine table is the best way to see the morality of the rivers and lakes." ”

Song Yu slammed the table, "Drink your wine!" Crooked, I look at that girl, unless she has bad eyes, otherwise I will never like a man like you who drinks and rubs! What's the matter, it's no fun, right?"

When Chen Ping'an heard this, he was in a good mood, his eyes were shining, and he was full of pride, but his tongue was knotted when he spoke, "Drinking and drinking, afraid of you......?" Come on, come on, drink this bowl first, to be honest, the old-timer, you don't drink as much as back then, it's only a few bowls of wine, look at your face is red, like smeared rouge gouache......"

Song Yujiao blew his beard and glared at him, "Don't shake your hands when you have the ability to drink, hold steady, dare to shake a drop of wine, and you will have less affection for the rivers and lakes!"

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian are secretly happy, they are still young, and the ability to persuade wine on the table of the old rivers and lakes is endless, and it is impossible to prevent it.

One old and one young, drunk so much that it was dark.

In the end, in the eyes of Song Fengshan and Liu Qian, both of them had already taken off their boots and sat cross-legged on the chair.

Fortunately, Song Fengshan was in charge, and he refused to give wine anymore, so the two of them didn't have a complete fun, otherwise it is estimated that they will be able to drink and vomit, or the kind that will be drunk after vomiting.

Chen Ping'an still lives in the house back then, relatively close to the Shanshui Pavilion and the waterfall.

Fall asleep.

Song Yuyao was no better, staggered back to his residence, and soon snored like thunder.

Chen Ping'an was really drunk, lying on the bed and closing his eyes, barely maintaining a trace of clarity.

Song's senior's heart went wrong.

Otherwise, the old sword saint of the Comb Water Country that he met for the first time back then, because he was worried about the future of his juniors, he had to agree to Han Yuanshan, and then because of the situation, he needed to refuse Su Lang's competition, but even so, seeing him Chen Ping'an today, he was by no means in that state of mind.

will not be so old and accept fate.

But Chen Ping'an didn't ask directly, and no matter how much wine he drank, he didn't mention this stubble.

It's not that the relationship is good, and if you drink high, you can really be unscrupulous.

One or two unintentional words from many people closest to you have become a lifelong knot.

Drink to the end.

Song Yujiao suddenly glanced at the hat resting on several cases, and then the long sword behind Chen Ping'an, and asked, "This sword on your back, okay?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Song Yujiao smiled: "That's good." ”

Chen Ping'an was confused, didn't think much about it, couldn't take care of it, and hiccuped.

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian looked a little lonely, but they covered it up well and disappeared in a flash.

Chen Ping'an drank so much that he had a headache and fell asleep.

There is wine today and drunk today, and I am a god when I am drunk. Tomorrow's sorrow comes tomorrow's sorrow, all kinds of sorrow and wine.

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Early in the morning, Chen Ping'an opened his eyes, got up and washed up, and then went to the waterfall along the quiet path.

Of course, he didn't practice boxing, but wanted to take a look at the words he secretly carved on the stone wall back then.

As a result, on the side of the Shanshui Pavilion, I saw Song Fengshan, not Song Yuyao.

Chen Ping'an walked quickly, and Song Fengshan got up to greet him.

Song Fengshan said with a smile: "It's rare for grandpa to drink like this without moderation, and he hasn't gotten up yet." ”

Chen Ping'an felt a little guilty, was silent for a moment, and looked around, "It's a pity to move out of here?"

Song Fengshan snorted, "Of course there will be some reluctance, but this matter is grandpa's own idea, and Han Yuanshan took the initiative to ask people to find it." In fact, Liu Qian and I didn't want to agree at that time, our initial idea was to take a step back, at most, to let Wang Yiran, who was also a grandfather, win a game in the battle of swords, so that Wang Yiran could become the leader of the martial arts alliance of the Combing Water Country, Jianshui Villa would definitely not be relocated, Zhuangzi was the hard work of grandpa all his life after all. But the grandfather didn't agree, saying that Zhuangzi is dead, people are alive, and there is nothing to let go. Grandpa's temper, you also know, can't resist it. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "The old-timers are like this, otherwise they wouldn't have stopped the thousands of troops and horses of the Combing Water Country alone." ”

Song Yuyao is for Chen Ping'an.

Very important.

Some people, as long as he is still in the rivers and lakes, then every time he does something, it is like holding the wine pot of the rivers and lakes, pouring a glass of wine for others, the cup is full of chivalry, and people can take the wine glass, just drink it.

Song Fengshan said with a smile: "Grandpa also doesn't have the slightest thought about today's rivers and lakes, and always says that it is difficult to find a friend who drinks now, so it will be like this." ”

It seemed that he was a little heavy, and then Song Fengshan quickly quipped: "Chen Ping'an, don't dare to come to our new Zhuangzi to drink in the future just because grandpa poured you wine like this." Seriously, it's your fault, if you say something and you're about to leave, our grandfather will naturally not really misunderstand your things, but at the wine table, the old people are like this, and in front of the younger generations in the family, it's not good to say half a soft word, so I can only pull you to drink one more glass. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "I understand this." ”

Song Fengshan said: "It's not a secret, Wei Wei suddenly flew a sword to Liu Qian of the villa last night, but she just asked if you are in the Zhuangzi now, it seems that if she replies truthfully, she will come here." I asked Liu Qian to pretend that she didn't receive the flying sword, and when you left, I wrote back and said that I had indeed come, but I was just looking for my grandfather to drink. ”

Chen Ping'an hugged his fists and thanked him.

After drinking too much last night, Chen Ping'an roughly talked about the reunion with Wei Wei in the Four Evils of the Combing Water Country, but he didn't mention the mountain god behind him.

That's what Chen Ping'an needs to clean up the mess by himself.

For example, after going to the Xianjia ferry in Dilong Mountain, find an opportunity to send a message to Wei Yan of Piyun Mountain, asking about the size of the matter, as well as under normal circumstances, some normal reactions of the officials stationed in Dali and the local imperial court.

Wei Bai is the god of Beiyue in Dali, and the Combing Water Country in the middle of Aquarius is naturally not the boundary of Beiyue, and it is precisely because of this that Chen Ping'an will be so straightforward with his sword, otherwise he will really show mercy to his subordinates, and change to a more subtle way of acting.

Song Fengshan pointed in the direction of the town, "Su Lang has already left with the sword-holding maid. I believe that soon there will be a shocking saying, spread all over the rivers and lakes of more than a dozen countries, Su Lang and a real mountain sword immortal, a battle to the death, although defeated, still glorious. ”

Chen Ping'an didn't care about the rumors and rumors, and said with a smile: "I don't know much why there is a sword guard. ”

The palace lady was like this before, and so was Su Lang, the Qingzhu Sword Immortal.

Song Fengshan looked a little embarrassed.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Brother Song also has this thought?"

Song Fengshan said in a low voice: "I just dare to think about it in my heart." ”

Chen Ping'an rubbed his chin, originally a thing he didn't understand, but when he put himself in his shoes and pondered, he immediately understood Song Fengshan.

Anyway, he, Chen Ping'an, wouldn't even think about it.

Chen Ping'an suddenly frowned, this Su Lang was really a little entangled.

At this moment, the old housekeeper surnamed Chu came quickly, stood outside the small pavilion, and said with a wry smile: "Qingzhu Sword Immortal Su Lang came secretly, and outside the gate, he asked to see Chen Gongzi, saying that if he dared to trouble Chen Gongzi, there will be a good reward in the future." ”

Song Fengshan thought about it for a while, then understood the joints, and sneered: "I have to inch in twice." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, as soon as I came to the door, I drank so much good wine from Zhuangzi." ”

Song Fengshan shook his head, "Two different things!"

Chen Ping'an joked: "Brother Song, you can't stop me." ”

Song Fengshan smiled and said, "Ten Song Fengshan can't stop it, but you all call me Brother Song......"

didn't wait for Song Fengshan to finish speaking.

"Let's go!"

Chen Ping'an had already put his fingers together and gently wiped it on the scabbard, "Remember not to hurt people, the movement can be bigger." ”

The sword fairy is out of the sheath.

Went around the landscape pavilion, straight into the sky, and the golden line hung in the air.

Caused by the sword qi, the thunder vibrate, and the sea of clouds above the sword qi villa was sparsely shattered.

Occasionally, the golden thread would quickly approach the mountain master, only to continue to rise into the air very quickly.

After a while, Chen Ping'an raised his head and smiled: "It's back." ”

The long sword, which was like a dragon turning clouds and rain, fell to the ground quickly and returned to its sheath as if it had been ordered by an immortal.

Song Fengshan was speechless.

Knowing that Chen Ping'an is now, Wu Xue's cultivation must be very scary, otherwise he would not have repelled Su Lang, but he Song Fengshan really didn't expect that he could scare people to death.

Chen Ping'an flipped his wrist, handed over a pot of black wine, and couldn't help laughing, "I have drunk Zhuangzi's good wine, and I also drank mine, I am not an old-timer, deceiving people to drink can relieve spicy, this wine can really cure hangover with wine." ”

Song Fengshan uncovered the mud seal and smelled it, "Authentic immortal family brew, this is a good wine." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "This kind of wine is just delicious, I never care about it, I can drink it, I don't think about it if I don't have it, but Brother Song, the wine of your Jianshui Villa, I have thought about it for many years." ”

Song Fengshan lifted the wine jug, Chen Ping'an lifted the sword gourd, and said in unison: "Let's go!"

Song Fengshan drank half of the pot of wine, then stopped drinking, Chen Ping'an got up and said that he wanted to go to the waterfall to have a look.

Song Fengshan did not go with him.

Leaving the Shanshui Pavilion together, Song Fengshan walked back, and there was an extra pot of Wuqi wine in his hand, which is said to be from Shujian Lake, and handed the wine pot to Grandpa Chu, the old housekeeper who went and came again, saying that it was sent by Chen Ping'an, and he had to go back and talk again, and then send it after drinking, don't keep it. The old housekeeper, who had a good relationship with Chen Ping'an back then, smiled and took the wine jug, as long as it was the wine given by the young man back then, he would accept it for good or bad, no need to be polite. The old housekeeper said that the green bamboo sword fairy had already left, and before Su Lang left, he waved his sword at the gate of the villa and made a big salute.

Liu Qian, Song Fengshan and the old steward met halfway, shouted to Grandpa Chu, and the old man left with a smile.

Not long after the couple walked, Song Yuyao came over.

Seeing his grandfather, Song Fengshan smiled and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I won't talk much." ”

Song Yujiao patted his grandson on the shoulder, continued to move forward, walked to the Shanshui Pavilion that was still some distance away from the waterfall, sat down, and began to reminisce about the past.

Chen Ping'an was in the water pavilion over there, interrupted the waterfall with a punch, and when he saw those words, he smiled knowingly.

Turning his head, he quickly left the waterfall and came to the small pavilion.

Song Yuyao had already walked out of the pavilion, "Let's go, eat hot pot." ”

Chen Ping'an was a little shocked, "It's early in the morning, and the restaurant hasn't opened yet." ”

Song Yujiao said with a smile: "The name of the Sword Saint of the Comb Water Country is no longer valuable, it is still okay to eat a hot pot at the door of the house, besides, it is your melon that treats you, and it is not that you don't give money, and the shopkeeper scolds people in his stomach afterwards, and he also scolds you." ”

The two of them did not fly away like birds as before, it was Song Yuyao's idea to go for a walk.

Halfway through, the old housekeeper Chu caught up with the two of them and took the bamboo hat that Chen Ping'an left in the house.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Driving people?"

Song Yujiao said with a smile: "Leave early, you can come early next time, I can't understand this reason?

Chen Ping'an was speechless.

When we arrived in the town, there was no cooking smoke, only three or two roosters and dogs barking, which seemed more and more silent.

Song Yuyao knocked on the door of the restaurant hard, no more

It was the old shopkeeper that Chen Ping'an was familiar with, but a sleepy-eyed middle-aged man, but when he saw the old sword saint of Song, he smiled and said, "The old owner is this?"

Song Yujiao pointed to the green-shirted swordsman wearing a hat beside him, "This guy said that he wanted to eat hot pot, so I bother you to come to a table casually." ”

The man's face and heart, there is no complaint, the friendship between the restaurant and Zhuangzi, is passed down from his father, although now his father has passed away, it is said that Zhuangzi is also going to relocate, but the man still reads the good of Zhuangzi and the old owner, so he smiled and said: "Okay, this is for the old owner to prepare to go, just right, the second floor can be clean at this time, there are no other guests." ”

Song Yuyao took Chen Ping'an and still went to the window position on the second floor to sit down.

The restaurant is familiar with the taste of Song Lao Sword Saint, whether it is the bottom of the pot, or the meat and vegetables, they are all familiar with the way, and choose the best.

Soon the table was filled with large and small dishes, and the hot pot began to steam.

Song Yuyao asked the restaurant for two pots of wine, one for each person, and said to Chen Ping'an: "Let's just talk about it today, drink less and eat more vegetables." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, Song Yuyao glanced at the spice bowl that Chen Ping'an had prepared on the other side of the table, it was very bright red, just chopping pepper was half a bowl, yes, Gua Waer was very good.

Chen Ping'an was more unabashedly than yesterday, and talked more about things on the mountain.

Among them, there is a trip to the hazy mountains on the side of the Caiyi country.

Song Yuyao drank very modestly today, mostly taking small sips of wine, after listening to Chen Ping'an's broken landscape array on the side of the hazy mountain, he demolished the ancestral hall, smiled and nodded, "In this way, the ancestral hall is really broken off the incense, and the father and son have turned against each other since then, even if they won't turn their faces for a while, maybe they will have to complain about their grievances, and afterwards they will smile on their faces, pretending that the father is kind and filial to the son, but that Lu Yundai and Lu Tingjiao, the two sides actually know that it is difficult for the father and son to be of the same heart, and your hand is more effective than really demolishing the ancestral hall of others." Guawaer, yes, don't kill people, only punish your heart, who did you learn from?"

Chen Ping'an also took a sip of wine, "I learned a little from the mountains, and I also learned from the rivers and lakes." ”

Chen Ping'an chatted with Mr. Wu Shuowen, the fisherman, as well as the young Zhao Shuxia and the young girl Zhao Luan, and said with a smile that he had mentioned Jianshui Villa with them, maybe he would visit him in the future, and hoped that the villa would not lose his face, and he must be treated well, so that the three masters and apprentices felt that he Chen Ping'an was bragging and not making drafts, in fact, he made friends with the Sword Saint of the Comb Water Country who was a fart and forgot to make friends, and the general nodding friend was just a nod friend, so he liked to blow the conch and put gold on his face, didn't he?

Song Yuyao laughed, helped to shake a piece of beef hairy tripe, and put it in Chen Ping'an's dishes.

The side dishes of a hot pot have been eaten, and a pot of wine has been drunk.

Song Yuyao sent Chen Ping'an outside the town again, but this time Chen Ping'an had a good amount of wine, and he could eat spicy food, and he was no longer as embarrassed as he was back then, which made the old man a little disappointed.

Chen Ping'an wore a hat, stood still and hugged his fists and said, "Senior, let's go." ”

Song Yuyao nodded, and finally said, "He doesn't look handsome, what does the hat hide." ”

Chen Ping'an helped the hat and said seriously: "This is not accurate, what the man looks like, the woman has to say it." ”

Song Yuyao scolded with a smile: "Count it as a hammer, what a rafter!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and turned to leave.

Song Yuyao didn't go far away until Chen Ping'an walked out, then turned around and returned to the villa along the deserted street.

The old man walked alone through the archway building that Su Lang had swept by, intending to ask him for a sword.

There are some things that Chen Ping'an wanted to ask but couldn't ask, so the kid just crooked around the dinner table and said something that seemed to be off-topic, such as his scenery in the hazy mountain.

He Song Yuyao's swordsmanship is not high, but he has walked in vain for so many years? Will he not know Chen Ping'an's temperament? Will he not know that this kind of more or less suspicious words are definitely not something that Chen Ping'an usually says? For what, not to make him, an old guy, feel relieved and tell him Song Yuyao, if there is really something, if he Chen Ping'an really asks, just say it, don't hold it in your heart. But from beginning to end, Song Yuyao also clearly used his words and deeds, which was equivalent to telling Chen Ping'an that he had nothing on his mind, everything was fine, it was you who thought too much.

Song Yu burned his hands and looked up at the sky.

The day is high, the sky is cloudless, and it is a good day today.

I hope that kid will be like this every day on the road in the future.

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At noon on this day, it was the third day that Chen Ping'an left the villa.

A fiery almond-eyed girl came to Jianshui Villa, stepping on a pair of embroidered shoes.

Seeing Liu Qian and Song Fengshan, when they heard that Chen Ping'an had left, they immediately complained, saying that their couple was not kind, and they didn't know how to help keep it for a few days.

Liu Qian felt a little strange, and asked her if there was something wrong on the side of the mountain, and she wanted Chen Ping'an to help solve it? Then Liu Qian said with a straight face: "The grievances between you and the mountain god, as long as you Wei Wei speaks, our Jianshui Villa can help, but the villa will definitely not let Chen Ping'an make a move." ”

Wei Wei's face was strange, "This Great Sword Immortal, didn't he tell you about the ancient temple?"

Liu Qian was puzzled: "I said, I said that you still dare to go back to your old business, you suffered at the hands of our grandfather back then, but you still don't have a long memory, and you went to the ancient temple to abduct the man's yang energy." Why, in fact, after you meet, what else is hidden?"

Wei Wei said with a smile: "There is no hidden secret, but he has taken a fancy to me, and he is embarrassed to say it, I am actually a little moved, so I want to let Old Man Song help the matchmaker......"

The corners of Song Fengshan's mouth curled, what kind of bastard, what a liar. What you Wei Wei really likes, no one here knows. Moreover, with Chen Ping'an's temper and current cultivation, at that time, without a sword to directly kill demons and demons, it was already your Wei Wei's fate.

Liu Qian even smiled and directly debunked Wei Wei: "Okay, don't talk about this kind of fateful joke, I really listened to our grandfather or Chen Ping'an, you are guilty!"

Liu Qian glanced at the couple with relaxed eyes, frowned and asked: "Shouldn't Su Lang be a person who walks carelessly and hangs up halfway, won't he come to trouble your villa? Otherwise, you can still laugh? Shouldn't you wash your face with tears every day?" You Liu Qian wiped Song Fengshan's tears, Song Fengshan shouted to the lady Don't cry, don't cry, turn around and help you wipe your face......

Song Fengshan couldn't stand the ridicule of this female ghost of the combing water country, so he found an excuse to get up and leave.

Liu Qian roughly told Wei Wei about Su Lang's repulsion and the subsequent visit to the door to ask for a meeting.

In fact, she has been taking care of affairs diligently in Jianshui Villa over the years, so she knows what to say and what not to say.

Otherwise, the grandfather and grandson would not be so relieved that she would run the house.

Wei Wei sighed, it was not strange at all, seeing Liu Qian's thoughtful gaze, Wei Wei sighed and held his heart, "It turns out that Chen Gongzi is already such a super swordsman, it is really a Shibei three days to be impressed, scared me to death, I am a good girl, I knew that in the ancient temple, I should recommend myself to the pillow, even if I don't like men, as soon as I close my eyes, it will pass." ”

Liu Qian threw a handful of melon seeds over, "Don't say some shameless obscenities!"

Wei Wei said suddenly: "I should have been able to arrive yesterday, alas, our ghosts barely travel against the wind, it is really not as fast as a sword immortal and sword, forget it, don't mention these, the old lady has been practicing hard for hundreds of years, and it is not as good as a man's kung fu of less than ten years of traveling, sad." Qian'er, the reason why I came to you a day late was because I went to the state city, planning to plan a major event involving the fundamentals of the avenue, in detail, I won't tell you, anyway, you will know sooner or later, but in this process, I found the figure of Hengdao Villa, Wang Sango's little woman, now she is really arrogant, a few miles away, I can smell the rouge smell on her body. ”

"It should be that as soon as Su Lang suffers a loss here, Han Yuanshan's spy who was thrown in the town will be summoned by the flying sword, so Hengdao Villa will immediately take action. ”

Wei Wei rubbed his heart with one hand, pretending to be resentful, "You have to prepare early, if my lover Chen Ping'an is still in the villa, it naturally doesn't matter, but now this ...... Negative Xinlang ran away, in case Han Wonshan also came, I won't favor you at that time, at most both sides won't help, sisterhood is sisterhood, Han Wonshan really wants to clean you up, so I have to cry secretly. ”

In fact, Wei Wei was very strange, why Han Yuanshan was so unsympathetic, regardless of the general situation, he had to go to Jianshui Villa, forcing Song Yuyao to move out of the villa and build a mountain temple here. As for the big thing she didn't say, of course, she was planning to sit on the mountain god seat of the beast by herself, she Wei Wei has been secretly competing with Liu Qian, sisters in the world, most of them are like this, good returns, whoever has a better life, but also compare, not ambiguous at all, Wei Wei and Liu Qian used to be one of the four evils of the Combing Water Country, you Liu Qian, as a mountain spirit, have become the young lady of Jianshui Villa, why can't I, Wei Wei, be a mountain god, and in turn be a head higher than you?

Regarding the sale of Jianshui Villa and Han Yuanshan, it is very hidden, and Liu Qian naturally will not say anything to Wei Wei.

Heart-wrenching words, in addition to being able to say less and saying less, also depends on the person.

Otherwise, after taking it out, I will have a heart and liver, but I can't put it back.

Liu Qian thought about it, carefully brewed the wording, and said slowly: "It shouldn't be a bad thing, most likely it was Chen Ping'an's move, which made Han Yuanshan jealous, with his caution, most of them would not come in person, but let the puppet Wang Yiran, who was supported by him, come to the villa to maneuver one or two, so as not to make the three parties too stiff." ”

Wei Wei thought about it, most of the time.

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In those days, there was an old man and a young man facing thousands of troops on the battlefield.

There was a green-shirted swordsman wearing a hat, but when he left the town, he didn't immediately go to the Xianjia ferry of Dilong Mountain, but asked a nearby mountain god who was about to be "promoted", and finally understood something that Song Yuyao, Song Fengshan and Liu Qian were unwilling to say.

Why did Song Yuyao fall into that breath of sword master and pure martial artist's qi.

This is a secret matter that few people in Jianshui Villa know.

It's just that this mountain god, who was pinned on by the court of the Combing Water Country, was able to know because he ruled over a place and used his natal supernatural powers at that time.

It's not a big deal, not a single one died.

Is it small if it's small?

Not small.

There was once a martial artist from Middle-earth who came from afar, and when he arrived at Jianshui Villa, he asked Song Yuyao for a bamboo scabbard.

At first, he said that he was buying, with a lot of fairy money.

Song Yuyao refused.

The reason is simple, the scabbard is to be given to a friend, not sold.

Then the stranger whose martial arts realm was unimaginably high said that Song Yuyao should think about it for three days, and after three days, he would not buy it.

When leaving, the man glanced at Song Fengshan and Liu Qian, full of sneers from the people on the top of the mountain looking at the ants, and changed the wording with Song Yuyao, two lives, it is still considered to be bought.

Song Yuyao was silent for three days.

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian made up their minds, and they actually persuaded their grandfather that if they don't sell it, they won't sell it!

But on the last day of Song Yuyao, he handed over the bamboo scabbard and confiscated the fairy money.

After that.

The old man is really old.

But the old man took the initiative to have a drink with the two of them on the side of his grandson and granddaughter-in-law, and even gave his granddaughter-in-law Liu Qian a glass of wine, saying that his grandson, I can find a daughter-in-law like you in this life, it is our old Song family ancestor who has accumulated virtue, he used to be a grandfather, I can't stand her, I underestimate her. Liu Qian drank the glass of wine with tears in her eyes. In the end, the old man comforted the two juniors, saying that it was okay, it was really fine, and asked them not to take it to heart, wasn't it just a bamboo scabbard, anyway, he had never mentioned this matter to Chen Ping'an's kid, just do nothing and nothing happened.

At this moment.

A mighty convoy slowly drove towards the green-shirted swordsman.

Chen Ping'an put away his thoughts, after meeting the local mountain god at that time, he asked the mountain god not to go to the mountain villa to mention that the two sides had met.

The mountain god naturally didn't dare, but to be able to sit on the top of the mountain with the young sword immortal and drink together, this mountain god of the Combing Water Country still felt honored.

The reason why Chen Ping'an didn't leave immediately and didn't return to Jianshui Villa was that he felt unhappy and didn't know what to do.

It's been spinning around here, thinking about things alone.

Then I met acquaintances again.

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