On the high platform in the middle of the lake, the old fairy made another strange move, and changed four beauties with four yellow paper talismans, ring fat and thin, each with its own merits, and its appearance and bearing, not losing the previous woman in colorful clothes.

Then let the house handymen who had been prepared for a long time move the guqin, the piano table, the chess box, as well as the large bookcase and a dazzling array of four treasures of the study.

Ordinary people are firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, celebrities and gentlemen, of course, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and the sleeves are breezy.

The old fairy pointed to the woman sitting quietly in front of the chessboard, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Is there a Go master in the city of Rouge County? As long as you win her, you can take away the chess tricks and two boxes of chess pieces worth a thousand gold." ”

There are no bargains in this house.

Dare to take out something in front of a rich man, of course, it is absolutely extraordinary.

Caiyi country rouge county literary style is quite prosperous, keen to play chess hand talk masters, there is no lack of people, soon there is an old man in green shirt got up, walked to the high platform in the middle of the lake, when the old man appeared, some of the chess experts who think very highly of themselves, can only sit down obediently, it can be seen that the old man in green shirt must be recognized as the first person in the chess world of rouge county.

The old fairy and the old man in green shirt nodded to each other, the latter went straight to the chess pier and sat down, before the game, the two sides need to guess first, the old man does not know whether it is the conceited seven-rank rank, or the elder between the same section first, he grabbed a handful of white seeds, the chess woman who was turned into yellow paper smiled lightly, bent down and twisted two black seeds, and the result was that the old man went first.

The cheers suddenly resounded by the lake.

The old man in green shirt, as one of the few Yilin national players in Caiyi Country, is the pride of Rouge County, and it is reasonable for the visitors to cheer for him, and of course his own family helps his own family.

Then the old fairy pointed to the two women sitting in front of the bookcase, and pointed to the one on the left, "I heard that Lord County Keeper has been worried about something recently, and the newly built temple still lacks a couplet. After she finished writing, whether to use it or not, the county keeper has a brilliant article, which is well-known in the government and the opposition, and has a unique vision, so you can read the content and then make a decision. ”

Lord Gunshou nodded and smiled, reserved and pleased.

The old fairy looked at the military general sitting next to Liu Junshou in the water pavilion, and laughed: "General Ma, is a meritorious battlefield general, was one of the pillars of the border of the Caiyi country, and returned after a hundred battles, although the old man is a person outside the square, he is also extremely admired, and specially let her sacrifice her ugliness and draw a picture of the snow and a bow for the general!"

The military general drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, and laughed wantonly: "If the painting is good, it can really draw the vast atmosphere of the battlefield, and on the day the old fairy goes out of the city, I will personally send the old fairy for thirty miles!"

The old fairy hugged his fist and thanked the generals first, and finally walked to the front of the piano platform, slipped out a stick of incense from his sleeve, inserted it in the empty brass incense burner, and lit it with his own hands, the incense mist curled up, and the purple gas lingered.

Nodding to the woman who stroked the qin, the latter smiled and began to bow his head to brew emotions.

When the melodious and ethereal sound of the piano sounded, the hearts of hundreds of listeners were soothed.

Wild and ancient, the saint made the violin, and the sound of the world was right. As the so-called piano prohibits obscenity, it also upholds people's hearts.

In the verandah, the bearded man swallowed melon seeds and said, "There are a lot of tricks, but they are gentle, and they are a little bit meaningless." ”

He doesn't pay much attention to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and lacks interest, but he still prefers to watch the women's sword dance, the small waists of the beauties in colorful clothes and the girls in white are twisted, and the looming hips are the beautiful scenery he loves to see.

Scholar Liu Gaohua is also a chess idiot, very curious about the situation between the old man in the green shirt and the woman's hand, and only hates that he is a child of a eunuch who has no interest, and he has no chance to go to the high platform in the middle of the lake to take a look.

Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng was really anxious, waiting left and right, Chen Ping'an just didn't appear, he couldn't really fall into the pit, so he didn't care about giving people a blank eye, and after informing the two of them, he got up to find Chen Ping'an.

The old fairy stood with his hands in his hands, his smile was tranquil, and he looked unfathomable, and he took in the scene by the lake, knowing that his plan had become most of it.

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On the small street, Ma Kuxuan took out a porcelain bottle, poured out two silver pills, and after throwing them into his mouth, he said helplessly: "Master, you are very ghostly. ”

It seems that this trip to the rivers and lakes, the master is secretly watching, which makes Ma Kuxuan very helpless, the temperament of the man around him, he roughly understands, is a stone in a stinky pit, smelly and hard, and the things that are determined will go all the way to the dark. Ma Kuxuan didn't have a weak heart, an ancestor of Zhenwu Mountain who taught the secret methods of the soldiers and gave him magic weapons and heavy weapons, explained the rules of the sect to Ma Kuxuan, except for the order of the mountain master, the rest of Zhenwu Mountain are not real rules, but the sect master of Zhenwu Mountain has been in retreat for a hundred years, so it is becoming more and more loose and casual.

The man didn't say a word.

This trip down the mountain is to escort Ma Kuxuan to find the trouble of the commander of the Haichao Iron Cavalry, involving the death of Ma Kuxuan's grandmother, and the dynasty where the Haichao Iron Cavalry is located, just had a big battle with the mortal enemy, and the two sides fought to the ground. In this battle, the sea tide iron cavalry suffered serious losses, and Ma Kuxuan sneaked into it, and overnight, assassinated three middle-level generals and left.

After that, Ma Kuxuan said that he wanted to break into the rivers and lakes and sharpen his body with the whetstones of the rivers and lakes, but the man did not refuse, but still secretly followed in case of accidents.

Ma Kuxuan stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, hugged the back of his head with both hands, and asked, "If, I mean, if Chen Ping'an has a chance to kill me, Master, will you kill him?"

The man finally spoke, "I don't dare to kill him, and I don't want to kill him. ”

Don't dare, it's because someone once went to the Dali Palace and caused the flying sword Bai Yulou to suffer heavy losses, and that person obviously has a lot to do with Chen Ping'an. If it's just like this, as time goes by, there will still be people who are ready to move, but I didn't expect that the sword cultivation of the Upper Five Realms after the ascension would return to the world so quickly, although it was for the second disciple of the Dao Ancestor, the "True Invincible" to beat back to the Haoran world, but to put it mildly, who are the few people in the world who are qualified to take a punch from the second Dao Lao?

I don't want to, it's because the man has a good impression of Chen Ping'an, if it weren't for the rules of the sect, he felt that the boy from Mud Bottle Lane who had realized the true meaning of boxing early was actually more suitable to be his disciple.

It's just that accepting Ma Kuxuan as a disciple is a sternly worded decree issued by the sect master during the crucial retreat, and it must be treated solemnly by the top and bottom of Zhenwu Mountain, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise when he leaves the customs, it will be the time to be accountable. That's why Zhenwu Mountain sent him to Lizhu Cave Heaven to compete with the golden boy and jade girl of the Divine Sect for Ma Kuxuan, the man never retreated, and even a little aggressive, which seemed extremely unruly.

However, the man is regarded as Ma Kuxuan's nominal master, in fact, it is not right, Buddhism has a preacher, an ascetic, as well as a Dharma monk, a Dharma protector, etc., and his real identity is a protector, and he is the caretaker of Ma Kuxuan, a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain. As for Ma Kuxuan's path, it doesn't matter whether it is consistent with him or not.

The man suddenly said, "But you can kill Chen Ping'an, provided you can do it." ”

This is certainly not a man instigating people's hearts, but a statement of fact.

Ma Kuxuan sneered and said, "Why can't I do it! A close object, how many magic weapons are in it, others don't know, Master, you still don't know?"

The man smiled: "You have it, others don't?"

Ma Kuxuan grinned, his face full of disdain, "Even if he has it, can he compare it with me?" A pair of golden body immortals inherited from Zhenwu Mountain don't mention it, just say that the two heroic spirits in my body are the most lethal sword cultivators, as long as they have never been among the middle five realms, let him fly the sword to stab me thousands of times, can he hurt me a bit?"

The man asked, "Then why don't you use it, you have to beat people so badly?"

"This fight, compared to the kind of small fight on Zhenwu Mountain, is too interesting, where am I willing to rely on the bullshit magic weapon to let that guy lose blindly. This is not my temper, and I don't want to bully him Chen Ping'an like this. So I'm going to defeat him where he thinks he's strongest. Isn't he a pure martial artist, does he have an innate advantage in physique, I will only use the flesh tempered by a soldier to fight him, Master, you really draw the ground as a prison, don't you know the weirdness of Chen Ping'an's punch?"

Ma Kuxuan smiled, "I know, otherwise the earliest time, I would not have deliberately bypassed Chen Ping'an and avoided his edge." But looking back, I have to bypass the martial arts of the Three Realms, and in the future, the Great Grandmaster of the Six Realms, the Nine Realms Mountain Peak Realm, and even the Grandmaster of the Ending Realm of Song Changjing and the like, even if I have the advantage of the realm, do I have to go around?"

The man asked, "So what's your answer?"

Ma Kuxuan looked back, the master and apprentice walked far away, and they were about to arrive at the gate of the city, and they could no longer see the figure of the young man with the box, Ma Kuxuan retracted his gaze, his eyes were resolute, "In the future, against other people, you can depend on the situation and decide whether to bypass their strongest hand, as long as I win in the end." But that guy, no! I just want to fight fiercely with the physique of a Qi practitioner in the Five Realms and the physique of a martial artist in the Three Realms!"

The man was noncommittal.

Ma Kuxuan frowned and asked: "Chen Ping'an's Three Realms physique, why is it so tenacious? Although I have not done well enough to refine my physique, I still use more effort to recruit the ancestral heroic spirit of Zhenwu Mountain, but what I call it is not good enough, but compared to myself, how can Chen Ping'an have such an unreasonable physique?"

The man shook his head and said: "Each has a fate, and the good things in the world cannot be taken up by you Ma Kuxuan alone." ”

Ma Kuxuan sneered and said: "As long as I can see, good things and good things should be exclusive to me Ma Kuxuan!"

The man laughed.

A lot of truth is not said, it's not that Ma Kuxuan did it right. A lot of praise is not said, and it's not that Ma Kuxuan is not good enough.

The protector only needs to ensure that the avenue under the feet of the person he escorts can go higher and farther, and he must not die halfway.

And Ma Kuxuan is destined to go very high and far.

As for how far he can go and who he can stand side by side with in history, many of the big people behind the scenes in Aquarius are actually waiting and seeing.

As he walked, the young man in black reached out to cover his abdomen with one hand, and held his cheek with the other, scolding and scolding: "It really hurts fucking!"

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Chen Ping'an took a strong breath, not to let his spirit slacken, and then looked around for the so-called assassin, there was no trace of the corpse on the street, so he had to sweep the wall, bow his waist and run, suddenly stopped, and floated down, just below the wall where he and Ma Kuxuan confronted, there was a pile of ashes, and there was a small white bowl quietly resting in it, and a small piece of charcoal-like ebony, Chen Ping'an did not approach, stood in place and looked at it, the small white bowl was painted on the outside of the true shape of Wuyue, and the ebony could not see the clue.

This assassin should have been killed in an instant by the soldier monk, and then burned to ashes by the secret method of Zhenwu Mountain, but the man deliberately left the two treasures that the assassin treasured and did not destroy them together, could it be that this is his way of expressing his apology? Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, or went over to squat down, picked up the ebony that was not more than a foot long, it was very weighty, it weighed eight or nine pounds, and then picked up the small white bowl, twisted the small bowl with his fingers, and stared carefully, the five mountains painted by the white bowl, look at the name, if Chen Ping'an is not mistaken, it should be the map of the five mountains of the ancient Yu Kingdom.

The identity of the assassin, Chen Ping'an is actually not difficult to guess, most of them are the subordinates of the scholar of the Chu family in the ancient house, in the words of that person, that is, the emperor of the ancient Yu Kingdom has to sit on an equal footing with him, and his body turned into rotten wood before death, it is clear that he used the method of substitution for death, and even put down the cruel words, to find him Chen Ping'an's trouble, and then the ghost Yang Huang talked about his wife's female elm wood core, which is very simple and clear, the avenue of the Chu scholar is fundamental, one is the body incarnated by the ancient elm, and the other is the female elm core of the female ghost of the ancient house, so the tree fairy charm uses the word "continuous".

Since it is a relic of the enemy's sworn enemy, Chen Ping'an can take it with peace of mind, not only that, but also complains that this assassin's family background is too thin, why don't you even carry dozens of snowflakes on your body?

Chen Ping'an put the light small bowl and the heavy ebony into the square inch, he really couldn't walk, he staggered out more than ten steps, came to a thick apricot tree by the wall, leaned back against the wall, sat down slowly, took out a clean shirt from the flying sword fifteen, and carefully wiped the bloodstains.

I can't tell people that I went to the toilet, and then ran back covered in blood, not to mention that the bearded man and the young Taoist priest would be suspicious, I'm afraid the whole verandah will be coaxed, today is such a lively day, Chen Ping'an doesn't want to be the focus, let alone cause trouble for Liu Gaohua.

Chen Ping'an can endure hardships and bear pain, but it doesn't mean that this taste is good, fighting to the death with Ma Kuxuan in the circle, Chen Ping'an's internal organs are not lightly injured, now I just want to sit like this, I don't have to think about anything, the high platform in the middle of the lake, the curtain has not yet ended, the cheers are continuous, the vision is blocked by a verandah and crowded spectators, Chen Ping'an can't see anything here, so he has to look up.

The old apricot tree beside him, with a large crown and lush branches, and apricot blossoms in full bloom, occupy the spring breeze.

People are so different.

is also from a small town, Ma Kuxuan doesn't care about things he doesn't care about, he will not care about it, such as others scolding him for being a fool and stepping on his shoes, but in the things he cares about, Ma Kuxuan can't see that others are better than him.

Liu Xianyang will directly choose to give up on things that Chen Ping'an does better than him, such as making bamboo bows, making sleeves, and so on.

Gu Cang, the slug in Mud Bottle Lane, wished that Chen Ping'an would do better, so he Gu Cang only needed to follow the back of his butt and get his head clean.

Of course, in addition to natural temperament, these are also related to distant relatives.

Chen Ping'an took off the sword gourd and poured a sip of spirits, which made the burning feeling of the qi in the body even worse, but the world is so strange, obviously it hurts so much, Chen Ping'an, who grinned his teeth, the more he wanted to drink, the more he no longer drank in large gulps, he drank in small sips, the shy drunkard in his bag, the wine lees are all delicacies in the world, not to mention the soju in Chen Ping'an's wine gourd, the taste is already very good.

Today's battle on the side streets, there are a lot of grievances, and there are more joys.

Although Ma Kuxuan still supported the big this time, and the two barely made a draw, Chen Ping'an has always taken the victory and defeat seriously, just like Ah Liang said, don't die, you have to live first, so you can live well. Chen Ping'an felt that Ah Liang's words were really rough.

So Chen Ping'an lifted the wine gourd, raised it high, high above his head, shook it, and then was stunned for a moment, crying and mourning, and retracted the wine jug stupidly, so that some of the bold words that were about to blurt out were swallowed back into his stomach.

It turned out that the wine was gone.

Chen Ping'an lowered his head and pinned the wine gourd on his waist, and suddenly remembered something, and the flying sword fifteen had a heart, and soon there was an embroidery bag in his hand, after opening it, there were three peach blossom cakes in it, Chen Ping'an lowered his head and sniffed, it was not bad at all, the square inch thing was really magical, after so long, the pastry was still almost as fresh as when Luoluo Mountain took over.

Chen Ping'an held the bag with one hand, twisted a piece of pastry with the other, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, leaned his head against the wall, and looked up at the apricot blossoms on the trees.

After eating a whole piece of pastry, I was reluctant to eat it again, so I carefully wrapped the embroidered bag.

Chen Ping'an was full of smiles, thinking that the peach blossom cake in his shop was delicious!

His first thought was to let Miss Ning taste it, imagining the scene of the next meeting, Chen Ping'an was silly and happy for a while, and suddenly gave himself a slap in the face, "You are stupid." ”

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There is no medicine barrel carefully matched by Wei Yan to soak, and the healing speed of Chen Ping'an's body at the moment is simply the difference between Edgeworth and walking, but after resting for a while, there is no obstacle to normal walking, just when Chen Ping'an was about to get up and return to the verandah seat, a sparse footstep sounded in the distance, one deep and one shallow, most of them were men and women.

Chen Ping'an thought about it, and chose to continue to sit at the foot of the wall, covered by an apricot tree, and only need to wait until they leave before leaving.

But something happened that made Chen Ping'an stunned, the man and the woman, it seemed that the man was not a native of Caiyi, the two of them had a conversation in the elegant dialect of Aquarius, and when they arrived near the dimly lit apricot tree, they began to hug each other, the man and woman kicked roughly, the woman was delicate and refused, and wanted to refuse but welcomed, the man was thick-skinned, and gnawed wildly at the woman's face, and it is estimated that the two hands did not guard themselves.

Chen Ping'an was a little restless, what should I do? Remind the pair of wild mandarin ducks out loud? Or do you hope that they will accept it when they see it, and almost leave this place?

Don't make up for this kind of excitement, in case someone notices, it's really yellow mud falling out of the crotch, it's not but is.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, but decided to get up and coughed.

The young woman on the other side of the apricot tree screamed, then hid behind the man.

The man strode around the apricot tree, his eyes widened, staring at Chen Ping'an with a blurred face, and when he saw that it was a young man with a small son, he was thin and thin, and he was immediately bold, "Don't be afraid, this kind of flower thief who covets your beauty, even if he kills me, I won't let you go away, in short, he wants to take advantage of you, so he will step over my corpse!"

The woman was about to cry, I don't know whether she was scared or moved, her shoulders snuggled up to the man's broad and warm back, and she murmured infatuatedly: "Liu Lang, you are so good." ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned on the spot, not angry, but felt that he couldn't cry or laugh, thinking that the two of you were also hit by the tail of the ox when you were young, right?

It's not a matter of being at such a stalemate, so Chen Ping'an made an excuse, pretending to be ashamed and said: "Childe, miss, you may have misunderstood, I came here before you, because it was the first time I entered the house, I didn't know where the toilet was, so I had to ......."

I never thought that the man shouted, "Deng, flower thief, don't tie your belt, what are you going to do, disgusting or not, there are people like you in the world!"

At the same time, he didn't forget to comfort the woman behind him, "Miss Liu, just hide behind me, don't be dirty by this kind of guy." ”

In the end, the man secretly squeezed his eyebrows at Chen Ping'an, full of smugness, and a smug expression, as if it was full of "Lao Tzu is going to come to save the beauty of a hero today, just strike while the iron is hot, take down this little girl, there is a kind of you kid to beat me!"

Chen Ping'an looked at him.

Quite handsome young man, slender figure, face like a crown of jade, typical weak scholar. It's no wonder that the bearded man often chatters, there are few good things for scholars, and there are few ladies and small families in the world who are not blind, and they don't even look down on him Xu someone, but they all like those sick scholars.

Then Chen Ping'an stepped out, walked in front of the scholar in an instant, slapped him, and fell to the ground sideways, fainting straight up.

The young woman stood in place, her mouth wide open, her eyes glazed, she wanted to scream, but she didn't dare, she was bitterly depressed, lest this gangster who had committed the murder would even kill herself, and then she and her beloved Liu Lang, who had just known each other for a short time, would not really become a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks? But in the books of talented and beautiful women, they should not all be opposed by their parents, all kinds of ups and downs, ups and downs, but in the end, they must be bitter and sweet, and the beloved and beautiful? There is no book that says that scholars and beautiful women will beat bandits to death.

Chen Ping'an strode away, flipped the sword box behind his back, and didn't look back.