(Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.) ）

The movement on the side of the bamboo building was too big, and after Pei Qian woke up, he immediately put on his clothes, equipped himself with a sword, held a walking stick, and rushed out of the door.

The girl in the pink skirt was half a step behind her, and she also opened the door of the house, and saw the dexterous back of Pei Qian running out of the yard quickly, the girl in the pink skirt looked at something strange, and hurriedly swept away, keeping up with Pei Qian, and sure enough, she saw Pei Qian with a straight face, murderous, muttering while running, the girl in the pink skirt roughly knew Pei Qian's temper, and quickly persuaded: "Don't be impulsive, the master practiced boxing in the mountains in the early years, and it has always been like this." ”

It's not that the girl in the pink skirt doesn't feel sorry for her master, but she knows the stakes and doesn't want Pei Qian to suffer a loss in the bamboo building, not to mention Mr. Cui, who really doesn't have a bad heart for the master.

Pei Qian ran wildly with his head in his hand, walked on the mountain stick, and said angrily: "The old bastard is really going to rebel, this mountain is my master's, and the bamboo building is my master's, the old guy occupies the second floor with a dead face, not to mention, the master has just gone up the mountain, and he was knocked out by two or three punches, and when he opened his eyes, he just chatted with us for a while, and it didn't take long for him to be punched again, and now he is here again! Master is going back to his hometown to enjoy happiness, not for the old guy to bully!"

The more Pei Qian spoke, the more annoyed he became, and kept repeating: "I'm angry, I'm angry, I'm ......."

In the end, the girl in the pink skirt is a fire python spirit who has entered the middle five realms, floating lightly beside Pei Qian, and said timidly: "Mr. Cui really wants to rebel, we have no way, we can't beat it." ”

Pei Qian tilted his head and spat on it, did not slow down, gritted his teeth and said: "Then don't fight, I'll reason with the old bastard! I don't believe in evil anymore, there are still such unkind guests in the world, bullying my master is easy to talk to? I, Pei Qian, am not a good stubble! I am the founding disciple of the master and the senior sister of Cui Dongshan!"

The girl in the pink skirt floated backwards beside Pei Qian, glanced at the hiking stick in Pei Qian's hand, the bamboo knife and bamboo sword at her waist, and stopped talking.

Near Pei Qian's residence, the boy in Tsing Yi sat on the ridge of the roof, yawning, this little fuss is nothing, compared to the time when he went downstairs with Chen Ping'an, who was covered in blood, and now the kind of "discussion" on the second floor of the bamboo building is like turning a page from a side poem to a graceful word, which is not worth mentioning. Pei Qian's black charcoal is still shallow in the rivers and lakes.

Zheng Dafeng and Zhu Yong were drinking and admiring the moon in the courtyard, not talking about Chen Ping'an, only talking about women, otherwise two big men would talk about a man at night, which is too unusual.

Zhu Yong talked about the right side of Sui who traveled far away in Tongyezhou, talked about the female crown Huang Ting of Taiping Mountain, and there was a fox woman named Yao Jinzhi in the Daquan Dynasty, talked about the maid Jin Su next to Mrs. Gui, and talked about Fan Junmao, who was not very good-tempered.

Zheng Dafeng talked about He Xiaoliang, who had betrayed the Divine Decree Sect, Su Jia, the fairy of Zhengyang Mountain, who unfortunately fell into the mud at the bottom of the mountain, and the short but amorous palace lady of Da Li, and later pulled away, Zheng Dafeng also talked about the early years when he showed the gate to Lizhu Dongtian, a brilliant woman born and raised in the town, there are Gu Shi in Mud Bottle Lane, a few decades earlier, and a woman in Xinghua Lane, who only became the river woman of Longxu River a few years ago, and after becoming a god of mountains and rivers, he was able to rejuvenate and regain his youthful appearance, and he looked really good, but his mouth was a little mean, and he quarreled, and he was a little more powerful than his sister-in-law。

Zheng Dafeng took a sip of wine, smashed his mouth, and his face was full of intoxication, "The breeze on a moonlit night, drink with your best friends, and say that the stunner is a beautiful woman, it is really a fairy day." ”

This set of celadon wine utensils on the table, some years, at a glance is a dragon kiln in the town to burn the production, almost perfect, as the royal tribute of the Song family, according to the convention, the slightly flawed defective products, will be the kiln supervision of the officials of the official office, strictly screened out, smashed and thrown in the old porcelain mountain, Zheng Dafeng loves to drink, and his brain is bright, secretly get some porcelain that should have been put in the palace of Dali, it is not difficult. For Zheng Dafeng's bullshit trivial things, it was estimated that the old man Yang in the pharmacy was not uncommon to have an eyelid back then.

Zhu Yong was lifting the wine jug and pouring wine into the empty wine glass, suddenly stopped his movements, put down the wine jug, but picked up the wine glass, put it to his ear, tilted his head, listened with his ears up, squinted his eyes, and said softly: "The door of wealth and wealth, occasionally hearing the sound of porcelain opening, does not lose the sound of apricot blossoms selling in the alleys and alleys of the market." ”

Zhu Yong heard the subtle sound, twisted the wine glass with two fingers, and muttered with a smile: "The small vessel is big open, like a country girl, the love is just blooming, orchids and herbs." The big and small opening film is like a beautiful woman in the country, riding a horse and whipping. ”

Zheng Dafeng listened to these rather acetic literati words, but he didn't feel awkward at all, but followed Zhu Yong to be content.

It stands to reason that an old cook and a janitor should only talk about and pee and trivialities.

The moon is bright and the breeze is blowing.

Sitting opposite two people, there is a heart.

The good things in the world, but that's it.

Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "Zhu Yong, you tell me the truth, in the years of mixing rivers and lakes in the lotus blessed land, have you really liked any woman?"

Zhu Yong gently put down the wine glass and said with emotion: "When you like women, how can you not be sincere, how dare you not be careful." It's just that the family and the country, everything is everything, and the body can't help himself, when he was young, his heart was higher than the sky, and he always felt that the love between men and women, and the extreme romance was too small. Vertical and horizontal, high merit and world-raising, turning the tide, leaving a name in history, seeing these words in a book in the early years, just like ......"

Zheng Dafeng answered smoothly: "Just like an old bachelor in the deep mountains and old forests, I saw a picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath, and I was enthusiastic all of a sudden." ”

Zhu Yong hurriedly poured a full glass of wine for both sides, and with this sentence, he should drink a full glass.

The two bumped gently, Zhu Yong drank it all, wiped his mouth and smiled: "The sound of bumping wine glasses with my best friend is more moving than the sound of the rich woman bathing and undressing." ”

Zheng Dafeng asked, "Have you really heard of such a natural sound?"

Zhu Yong nodded, "It's a blink of an eye, and it's all over the place." ”

Zheng Dafeng was convinced, and gave a thumbs up, "Master!"

The boy in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes, and really couldn't understand how these two martial artists could just mix together, neither talking about martial arts, nor eating meat in a big bowl, but talking about the woman who couldn't eat and was the most expensive, no matter how good-looking the woman was, what could she do? Ordinary masters, even if they were like flowers and jade, how long could flowers bloom? How many years would it take for people to be old and yellow? It would take a few years for a person to be a female cultivator on the mountain, no matter how good-looking she was, but she could be eaten as a meal? Can she be a fairy and buy a magic weapon? The boy in Tsing Yi felt that the rivers and lakes of these two people were really cheesy and too boring.

The key is that whether it is Zheng Dafeng or Zhu Yong, they are clearly the most outstanding pure martial artists in Aquarius, since they love women's colors so much, and there is no beauty around them.

The secular rivers and lakes, the so-called grandmasters of the rivers and lakes, even if they are only six realms and seven realms, if they want to be red and leaning on the emerald, is it not simple?

The boy in Tsing Yi leaned back and made pillows with his hands.

He couldn't understand why Chen Ping'an could be friends with them.

And real friends.

On the other side of the bamboo building, Pei Qian saw the barefoot old man standing in the corridor on the second floor.

The old man smiled and asked, "What's the matter, you want to give your master a grievance?"

Pei Qian blinked, "Old man, we are all heroes and heroes in the rivers and lakes, so we have to talk about morality and repay our kindness, right?"

The old man did not speak.

He looked down at the black charcoal girl who looked at how she was a martial arts embryo, and wondered a little, why was the kid in the house willing not to carve this peerless jade, Chen Ping'an, this guy didn't say anything else, his vision was still a little, and he shouldn't be able to see Pei Qian's talent. How can I not bear the pain of this little lazy guy downstairs, so I really don't want to practice martial arts hard, thinking about practicing peerless swordsmanship in one night, and practicing invincible in the world in two days.

It's just that the little girl recognized Chen Ping'an as her master, and she is still dead, so the old man is not good at interfering casually, this is the real morality of the rivers and lakes. Even if Xiao Heitan is idle every day and destroys the heavens, the old man can only wait until Chen Ping'an returns to Luoluo Mountain to say a thing or two, as for how Chen Ping'an teaches martial arts to Pei Qian in the end, it is still the family business of the master and apprentice.

The old man did not speak.

Pei Qian has no confidence, he will definitely not be able to beat him, and he will not be able to use it if he calls the old cook, but he still blames himself for the crazy demon swordsmanship that is too difficult to practice, otherwise where would the old bastard be so arrogant and domineering, he would have already beaten him to his knees and kowtowed, and admitted his mistake to his master.

It's just that Pei Qian is very bold today, but he doesn't want to turn around and leave.

The girl in the pink skirt tugged at Pei Qian's sleeve and motioned for them to accept it when they saw it.

Pei Qian gently patted the hand of the girl in the pink skirt, held her head high, and said loudly: "Old man, let's play backgammon, the rules are set by me, whoever wins will listen to whom, dare not?!"

The old man said expressionlessly, "Don't dare." ”

Pei Qian was stunned on the spot.

The old man suddenly said: "Is it true that one day when your master beats someone to death, you will practice martial arts with your heart? Then, after practicing for a few days, you feel that you can't bear it, so you can simply forget it, and you can only run diligently every year like going to the grave of your master's father and mother, and you can be at ease?"

Pei Qian burst into tears, pursed his mouth, and reached out to hold the handle of the knife at his waist.

At this moment, a green shirt staggered out of the house, leaned against the railing, waved his hand to Pei Qian and said, "Go back to sleep, don't listen to him, Master can't die." ”

Pei Qian wanted to cry and said, "What if?"

Chen Ping'an smiled angrily: "Then go upstairs, Master asked him to help you rub your muscles and bones, just like Sui Youyou was in Old Dragon City at that time, do you want to? I count to three, if you don't go back to sleep, I will catch you, you can't run if you want to, and the master won't care about you in the future, everything will be left to the old-timers." ”

Chen Ping'an just counted three.

Pei Qian slipped away, shouting as he ran: "There is no case, what is the case, the master is amazing." ”

The old man sneered: "There are not many taels of conscience. ”

Chen Ping'an coughed a few times, his eyes were gentle, he looked at the distant backs of the two little girls, and said with a smile: "Such a big child is already very good, and if you want more, it's just that we are wrong." ”

The old man shook his head and said: "If you change to an ordinary disciple, it will be later, Pei Qian is different, such a good seedling, the sooner you suffer, the greater the suffering, and the greater the profit." Thirteen or fourteen years old, not young. If I'm not mistaken, when you were so old, you almost got that mountain shaking boxing book and started practicing boxing. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Anyway, I am Master Pei Qian, what you said doesn't count." ”

The old man squinted his eyes and said, "What, you really raised Pei Qian as a daughter?" You have to think clearly, does Luoluo Mountain need a lawless rich daughter, or a martial arts embryo with strong muscles and bones. ”

Chen Ping'an put his hands on the railing, "I don't want this, I just want Pei Qian to be at this age, since she has done a lot of things she doesn't like, copying books, walking piles, practicing knives and swords, she is busy enough, and she is not really idle there every day, so she has to do something she likes to do." ”

The old man asked, "What is the matter with those little girl's eyes?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "After coming out of the lotus blessed land, that's it, the old master of the Donghai Taoist Temple seems to have moved her hands and feet in her eyes, but it should be a good thing." ”

The old man is not a person who drags mud and water, and after asking about this stubble, no matter whether the answer is full of dissatisfaction or not, he immediately changed the stubble and asked, "This time I went to Piyun Mountain, and after the heart-to-heart talk, did I owe it again, and what gift did I give to Wei Yan?"

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed, didn't hide it, and said softly: "A piece of broken glass gold body that fell to the world after Du Mao's failure to ascend. ”

The old man had seen the world and asked directly, "How old?" ”

Chen Ping'an replied: "The size of the child's fist." ”

Chen Ping'an thought that the old man was going to scold him for being a loser, but he never thought that the old man nodded and said: "You can't just owe Wei Yan a favor, otherwise in the future, everyone in Luoluo Mountain will be affected by you in their state of mind, and they will be sent under the fence for the rest of their lives, and they will not be able to raise their heads to look at the Phiyun Mountain." ”

The old man asked again, "Do you know why I hit you in front of Ruan Xiu by the stream with two punches?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head.

The old man said, "Ruan Xiu followed Sticky Lang to Shujian Lake back then, you know?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "We almost met." ”

The old man sneered and said, "Then do you know that she slaughtered a young man who is bound to win Da Li?" Even Ruan Xiu himself doesn't know very well, that young man is a candidate for disciple in the picture of the vassal king Song Changjing. At the beginning on Furong Mountain, the overall situation has been decided, the Jindan Dixian who kidnapped the boy has died, the Furong Mountain Patriarch Hall has been demolished, and Ye Xiu has been killed, but the Dali Sticky Lang is intact, think about it, why didn't you bring back the Dali Beidi boy who should have a bright future?"

Chen Ping'an really didn't know this inside story and fell into deep thought.

The old man leaked some heavenly opportunities, "The young man in Song Changjing's picture is naturally a martial arts genius that is rare in a hundred years, the reason why Da Li Sticky Lang found this person is that when this person broke through the realm in his early years, it was still the lower three realms of martial arts, which attracted several martial arts temple visions, and Da Li has always established the country with martial arts, and the ups and downs of martial arts are undoubtedly the top priority." Although in the end, Ruan Xiu helped Sticky Lang find three candidates for Sticky Pole Lang, but in fact, on Song Changjing's side, an account was more or less recorded. ”

Chen Ping'an was puzzled: "Something to do with me?"

The old man almost punched him again, trying to knock the guy straight away.

Chen Ping'an's heart was moved, and he had already moved out a few steps horizontally, and it was actually a six-step pile of retrograde mountain-shaking fist, and it was extremely natural.

The old man was a little angry, so he didn't continue to make a move, and said: "You only fight for the word strongest, not for that martial arts, but does Ruan Xiu think like this? In Ruan Xiu's opinion, since she has peers and jumps out to compete with you for martial arts, it is the battle of the avenue, how did she do it, kill the count, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer in the future. ”

Chen Ping'an's expression was gloomy.

The old man rubbed the railing with one hand, and rubbed the railing with the other, "I don't mess with the mandarin duck spectrum, but as an older person, I hope you understand one thing, rejecting a girl, you always have to know what she has done for you, you know, when the time comes, it is still refusal, and she has made it clear as it is, then it is no longer your fault, but your ability, and another woman's vision is good enough." But if you don't know anything, just for a clear conscience of yourself, it seems to be hard-hearted, but in fact it is stupid. ”

The old man turned his head and asked, "Do you understand this reasoning?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "I understand." ”

The old man asked, "What then?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't know. ”

The old man raised an eyebrow.

Chen Ping'an saw that the opportunity was not good, his figure fluttered up, propped up on the railing with one hand, and swept out of the bamboo building.

But it was not a straight trajectory, and suddenly made a jack fall, falling to the ground, and at the same time did not hesitate to use a square inch to shrink the ground charm, and slapped the sword gourd, so that the fifteenth day of the first month protected behind him, and then controlled the sword fairy to take a step forward, stepping on the ground heavily, like a galloping horse, stepping on the sword fairy, resolutely not to go to the sea of clouds with a wide field of vision, but close to the ground, between the mountains and forests, going around, and quickly escaped.

Coherent.

Obviously, it was an escape route that had been drafted a long time ago.

The old man on the second floor didn't punch after him, and said: "If you treat the love between men and women, you have half of this ability to run, you can already let Ruan Qiong invite you to drink at this time, laugh and call you a good son-in-law." ”

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In the night, at the end of the hour.

It's about to dawn.

Chen Ping'an sat alone on the steps near the top of Luoluo Mountain.

Zhu Yong, who was full of alcohol, walked up the stairs, sat on the steps at Chen Ping'an's feet, turned his head and smiled: "Young master, I can't go back to my home, it's really miserable." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed, "I brought it on myself, and I can't complain about others." ”

Zhu Yong asked: "It's almost dawn, if the young master is not sleepy, why don't we go to Longquan New County together?" to pick up the foreign girl who is now half a child of Luoluo Mountain, it is really not a secret, the honor of the old slave is easy to talk about, and it is hard to wear out the skin of the mouth, so that they can believe that they are the mountain people of Luoluo Mountain, and they can speak accurately, but the family also made a request, hoping that the person in charge of Luoluo Mountain can show his face, otherwise they dare not let the girl leave home and enter the mountain like this. Therefore, you still have to go out in person, young master. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and smiled: "Okay, I just happened to pass by the Fengliang Mountain in the north, let's go to Dong Shuijing's wonton shop first, and then go to that family to pick up people." ”

Zhu Yong smiled and said, "Then we can also pass by the ancestral mountain of the Longquan Sword Sect." ”

Chen Ping'an kicked lightly, Zhu Yong didn't dodge or dodge, he took a hard beating, and sighed, "My old waist." ”

Chen Ping'an stood up and whistled, and the sound was melodious.

Qu Huang, who was not tied up, soon ran over.

Chen Ping'an didn't turn over and get on the horse, but just led the horse and slowly descended the mountain.

He is used to relying on Qu Huang for his life and traveling all over the world.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Zheng Dafeng slept?"

Zhu Yong rubbed his hands and smiled: "Not necessarily, it is estimated that Brother Dafeng is still lying in the quilt at this time, look at a fairy book I lent him." ”

Chen Ping'an's face darkened, regretting this question.

Quickly changed the topic, "What is the surname of the girl in the county town?"

Zhu Yong replied: "Cen Yuanji." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "It's a strange name. ”

Zhu Yong continued: "Such a cardamom girl, tall, much taller than the old slave, looking slender, in fact, after careful observation, I found that she was thin and thin, and she was born with a clothes rack, especially a pair of long ......legs."

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Are you choosing a disciple for Luoluo Mountain, or choosing a daughter-in-law for yourself?"

Zhu Yong sighed: "The old slave has the intention to kill the thief but is powerless." ”

Chen Ping'an glanced at Zhu Yong, "A martial artist who travels far away, do you believe it yourself?"

Zhu Yong changed his tone and said: "That is, when you are old and strong, you can kill thieves with strength, and you have no intention of killing thieves?"

Chen Ping'an said: "In the future, when she arrives at Luoluo Mountain, you and Zheng Dafeng, don't scare her." ”

Zhu Yong said with a smile: "The young master is too underestimated of me and Brother Dafeng, we are the best men in the world." ”

Chen Ping'an stopped and handed over the belongings to Zhu Yong, "I'll go to the county town to pick up people by myself, I remember the address." Give the things at hand to Zheng Dafeng, he knows the method of opening the mountain, he gave it to me, I did not refine, the wine here, there are some cursive calligraphy, and many small pieces of antique treasures, where should they be buried, where to put them, you Zhu Yong is an expert, and Zheng Dafeng plans together, I trust your vision. ”

Zhu Yong took the white jade plate that was close at hand, so he had to turn around and climb the mountain, and kindly reminded: "After receiving the Cen Yuanji, the young master doesn't need to hurry up, it is suitable to step on the autumn, enjoy the scenery slowly, don't miss the scenery along the way." It is...... Be careful that Master Ruan misunderstood the young master. ”

Chen Ping'an just wanted Zhu Yong to accompany him and go to Longquan County together, but the rickety old man was like a wisp of green smoke, and he disappeared in an instant.

Chen Ping'an led the horse down the mountain, worried.

Then one person and one ride, trekking through mountains and rivers, but it was much smoother than following Old Man Yao to eat and sleep in the open and go up the mountain and into the water. Unless Chen Ping'an deliberately wanted to bump on horseback and choose some steep paths without the owner's mountain range, it would be a smooth road. The two landscapes, each with its own gains and losses, is difficult to say whether the picture that catches the eye is good or bad.

In the evening of one day, Chen Ping'an led the horse to the halfway point of Fengliang Mountain, found the wonton shop, and saw Dong Shuijing, who was getting taller and taller.

Dong Shuijing was full of smiles, and there was not much lively greeting, he just said to wait a while, so he went to the back kitchen and burned a big bowl of wontons with his own hands, brought it to the table, sat aside, and watched Chen Ping'an chew slowly over there.

Chen Ping'an smiled and sighed: "Now I can only hope for the taste of this wonton, don't change it again, otherwise the crops will be uncultivated, there will be fewer and fewer familiar faces in the town, there will be more and more strange neighbors, and high-rise buildings will rise everywhere, which is not good." ”

Dong Shuijing smiled and didn't speak.

In addition to Mr. Qi, Li Er, and the young man in front of him were among the few people who really "looked up" on him Dong Shuijing in his early years.

It stands to reason that Chen Ping'an and Lin Shouyi are closer to each other, but when they get along with Dong Shuijing, they don't deliberately get along with Lin Shuijing, they don't deliberately get along with themselves, they are never estranged, and they look down on Dong Shuijing, who is full of copper smell.

Dong Shuijing will cherish it.

Chen Ping'an is still the same as the last time he returned to his hometown, similar to when he got together with Dong Shuijing, chatted about the recent situation of the people in the Mountain Cliff Academy, and also told some interesting stories about his travels to other continents.

Dong Shuijing also talked about his affairs in Fengliangshan and Longquan County, reunited after a long absence, and the stories of the old people on both sides are in a bowl of wontons.

I heard that Chen Ping'an was going to Longquan County, and learned that Chen Ping'an was going there for the first time, Dong Shuijing planned to close a little earlier and close the shop, but when he thought that there might be pilgrims going down the mountain at night, he handed over the key to the shopkeepers, and then accompanied Chen Ping'an to leave Fengliang Mountain and go to the county town in the north.

Dong Shuijing asked about the situation in the central part of Aquarius when Da Li Tieqi rode south.

Chen Ping'an said them one by one.

Dong Shuijing said softly: "After the chaos, business opportunities are dormant in it, but unfortunately my capital is too small, and I can't talk about any connections in the Dali army, otherwise I really want to go to the south." ”

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "On the side of Shujian Lake, I know a friend named Guan Yiran, who is now a general, and is a very good son of a family. ”

Dong Shuijing said bluntly: "Okay, if it is really a deal, I will give you one percent from my side." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "No problem." ”

Dong Shuijing smiled: "I'm still worried that you will refuse." ”

Chen Ping'an also smiled, "How can I be friends with you in the future?"

Dong Shuijing hesitated, "If I can, I want to participate in the operation of the Xianjia ferry left behind by Niujiaoshan Baozhai, how to divide it, you have the final say, you just have to work hard to reduce the price, what I ask for is not fairy money, it is those who follow the passengers to the north and south...... One message at a time. Chen Ping'an, I can guarantee that I will try my best to take care of the ferry, do not dare to slack off, no need for you to be distracted, there is a premise here, if you estimate the income of a ferry, you can say it, if I can let you earn more, I will take this plate, if you can't do it, I won't mention it, you don't need to feel guilty. ”

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Okay, then I'll discuss it with someone first, and I'll quote you a price later, I won't be polite to you in business." ”

Dong Shuijing smiled: "You've been very polite to me." ”

Chen Ping'an was silent for a moment, handed Dong Shuijing a pot of wine that was few treasured in the square inch, took off his sword raiser, and drank his own wine, Chen Ping'an said: " In fact, you didn't go to the Mountain Cliff Academy back then, I regret it, I always feel that the two of us are the most similar, both are from poor backgrounds, I didn't have the opportunity to study back then, so after you stayed in the town, I was a little angry, of course, this is very unreasonable, and looking back, I found that you actually did a good job, so I had the opportunity to tell you these heartfelt words, otherwise, I can only hold it in my heart. ”

Dong Shuijing took a sip of wine, "I know that I am two pounds, and I am okay with my studies, which is not too bad, but I am definitely not as good as Lin Shouyi, so I might as well do something that I am good at." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "You both like Li Huai's sister so much." ”

Dong Shuijing's face was slightly red, and he didn't know if it was a few sips of wine or how.

Dong Shuijing took a big sip of wine and whispered: "There is one thing I am sure to be stronger than Lin Shouyi now, if one day in the future, Li Liu, me and Lin Shouyi, she will not look down on both, then Lin Shouyi will definitely be half angry, I won't, as long as Li Liu is doing well, I will still ...... Somewhat happy. Of course, I won't be too happy, this kind of deception, there is no need to talk nonsense, nonsense, it is to spoil the pot of good wine in my hand, but I believe that it can be better than Lin Shouyi. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded.

Dong Shuijing lifted the wine jug in his hand, "It's expensive, right?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "It's really not cheap. ”

Dong Shuijing took a sip, "Then it's getting better and better." ”

Chen Ping'an laughed, "Like me!"

Two fellow villagers from similar backgrounds chatted all the way and walked all the way north.

When I arrived at the south gate of Longquan County, there were city gate soldiers who were checking the edition there, and Chen Ping'an carried it with him, but he never thought that after seeing Dong Shuijing over there, Dong Shuijing was just a symbolic household registration document, and the little leader of the city gate soldiers didn't pick it up, he glanced at it casually, smiled and exchanged a few words with Dong Shuijing, and then directly let the two go directly into the city.

Chen Ping'an looked at it in his eyes and did not speak.

Obviously, Dong Shuijing mixed better than he imagined.

The county guard Wu Yuan, a disciple of the national teacher Cui Yun, and an officialdom from the Han clan. Kiln supervisor, son of Cao. County order, Yuan's son. The mountain temple gods on the top of Fengliang Mountain, several wealthy people in Longquan County.

and Dong Shuijing, a young man who started selling wontons, are all familiar with each other.

Dong Shuijing sent Chen Ping'an to the street where the family was located, and then the two sides parted ways, Dong Shuijing said his own address, and Chen Ping'an was welcome to sit when he was free.

Chen Ping'an looked at the tall back of the young man, bathed in the morning light, full of vitality.

According to Dong Shuijing, Longquan County, now you only need to look at which street and alley you live in, you can roughly see the depth of your family's background.

Chen Ping'an is located in this street, called Jiaze Street, most of them are ordinary solid people in Da Li, come here to buy a mansion, the land price is not low, the house is not big, not affordable, it is inevitable that there are some suspicions of slapping a swollen face and being fat, Dong Shuijing also said, now some of the more wealthy and magnificent streets in the north of Jiaze Street, the largest big family, is Gu Can's mother in Mud Bottle Lane, look at her that buy is a house posture, she is not short of money, but she came late, many county towns inch of land and gold Feng Shui treasures, women who return to their hometowns in fine clothes, can not buy money even if they have money, I heard that they are now in the relationship between the county guard mansion, I hope to be able to buy a mansion on the street of Dong Shuijing。

The woman once took those maidservants, went to Fengliang Mountain to burn incense and worship God, passed by Dong Shuijing's wonton shop, heard that Dong Shuijing had also gone to school, and chatted with the young man a few words, just the arrogance in the words, Dong Shuijing is a businessman, what kind of guests have not seen, open the door to welcome all kinds of people, naturally do not care, but angry with the two jobs in the store, Dong Shuijing also let the woman show her scenery, and in turn asked Dong Shuijing if there is a place to settle in the county town, if you save some silver, it is said that she is very familiar with the county guard, you can help ask。 Dong Shuijing only said that he had a place to live, anyway, he would not worry about feeding the whole family alone, it didn't matter if the house was smaller, the woman's eyes were a little pity at that time.

Later, a powerful official in charge of the household registration of a county in Taishou Mansion came to the door in person and asked Dong Shuijing if he could sell the idle mansion, saying that there was a Gu woman who was generous and was a big wrongdoer, and this transaction could be done and could earn a lot of silver. Dong Shuijing said that the dignitaries in the capital had already taken a look at him, so he politely rejected the official. If you can sell it or not, Dong Shuijing will not sell it.

The Gu woman, she must have never imagined that she couldn't buy an empty house even though she had paid such a high price.

Now in Longquan County, Dong Shuijing's family background is getting thicker and thicker, and his connections are getting wider and wider, but it is very strange that the reputation of "Dong Bancheng" is getting smaller and smaller, and in just one or two years, it seems that there is no such a big landlord in the county.

In fact, this can show that Dong Shuijing is really rich.

On the side of the small house, Chen Ping'an explained the situation with the porter, saying that he came from Luoluo Mountain, called Chen Ping'an, and came to pick up Cen Yuanji.

The porter was suspicious, Chen Ping'an had to hand over the customs clearance documents, but he didn't hand it over to the porter, just spread it out and showed the porter his name and place of origin clearly, otherwise the rest of the official seals of the two continents were too scary.

The porter went to report it.

Soon the four of them rushed to the gate.

Seeing Chen Ping'an, who was standing outside the door, they hurriedly crossed the threshold.

Three men and one woman, middle-aged man and his two sons and one daughter, standing together, at first glance is a family, the middle-aged man is also a beautiful man, two brothers, about five or six years old, is also very handsome, according to Zhu Yong, one of the girls Cen Yuanji, now only thirteen years old, but slim, graceful, looking at the appearance of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman, eyebrows and eyes have been opened, the face is indeed a little similar to the right of Sui, but not as cold as the right side of Sui, a little more natural charming, no wonder at a young age, will be coveted beauty, even the family moved out of the land of Gyeonggi。

Chen Ping'an once again signed up for his own number, using Dali official dialect instead of Longquan's local dialect.

The middle-aged man said, "Cen Zheng is visiting Immortal Master Chen of Luoluo Mountain. ”

After straightening his waist, the man apologized: "The stakes are very high, Cen Zheng does not dare to mention the name of the immortal master without authorization with the rest of the family." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "It's okay." ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at the girl, "Do you have words to say to your family? Even if it is a correspondence, there will be some mountain rules to talk about. So you have something to say, I can wait for you to finish. ”

Cen Yuanji shook his head.

Chen Ping'an led the horse and turned around, "Then let's go." ”

Neither came to the door to drink hot tea, nor did he give the Cen family men any reassurance, Chen Ping'an left the street with the girl like this.

When they arrived on another street, Chen Ping'an finally said the first sentence, asking the girl to look at the horses and wait outside the door.

The girl nodded silently, this mansion is called Gu Mansion.

Now he is very famous in Longquan County, and I heard that she is a very rich woman, and she has a great backing in Dali.

As soon as the porter heard the words "Chen Ping'an", he hurriedly led the young man in green shirt, who was not amazing, and went directly into the house.

Chen Ping'an saw the pampered woman, drank a cup of tea, and left the woman, let a maid of the original Chunting Mansion who was full of awe of herself, add another cup, slowly drank the tea, and chatted with the woman in detail about Gu Can's experience in the mountains south of Shujian Lake, which made the woman feel a lot more relieved, and then got up and said goodbye and left, and the woman personally sent it to the gate of the house.

A man and a woman gradually walked away, the woman looked at the back of the girl who didn't know the roots, seemed to have an understanding, turned her head and glanced at the gate behind her, the beautiful maid she brought back from Qingxia Island, walked back to the gate, twisted the maid's ear, and scolded with a smile: "The thing that is not angry is compared to a country girl." ”

The young maid is actually quite outstanding, so she is a little innocent.

Chen Ping'an took a young girl named Cen Yuanji and returned to the mountains all the way south, and there was no verbal exchange along the way.

The girl has actually been secretly observing the "Luoluo Mountain Lord" in the mouth of this old Zhu immortal.

It's just that she looked at it, but she didn't see the doorway.

I was a little disappointed.

I thought it was an old fairy with a fairy wind and bones, otherwise he was an elegant man with a famous man.

Who would have thought that he would be a haggard young man, and he was not a few years older than her.

Along the way, Chen Ping'an walked ahead, loosened the reins of the horse, and repeatedly pondered the content of the letter Cui Dongshan left for him.

The stakes are so high, plus some things, along a certain vein, can extend for thousands of miles, so that he completely forgot that there was still a girl behind him who was not strong on his feet.

When Chen Ping'an came back to his senses, they were already in the mountains, and then they turned their heads and saw the limping girl, frowning, but from beginning to end, there was no sound.

Chen Ping'an stopped and turned around, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I thought about it." ”

Cen Yuanji pursed his lips, still not saying a word.

She was indignant in her heart, thinking that this guy must have deliberately used this lame method, taking retreat as advance, deliberately mistreating herself first, so as to pretend that she was not the same kind of person as those disciples.

She must be more careful! When she arrives at Luoluo Mountain, try to follow Zhu Lao Immortal's side, don't be poisoned by this young man surnamed Chen!

As long as she sees the old fairy, she should be safe.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Chen Ping'an had to ask, "Do you know how to ride a horse?"

She shook her head.

God knows if this seemingly honest but slippery swinger is taking this opportunity to peek at the pictures that some men want to see?

The people on the mountain are really deep in the city, and they are much more advanced than those scheming and superficial embryos in Gyeonggi.

The girl kept telling herself, Cen Yuanji, you must be careful.

Where did Chen Ping'an think of this girl, he thought about it for 108,000 miles, so he said: "Then let's go slowly, if you want to rest, just tell me." ”

Look, first be a villain, and then be tender, interlocking, endless means.

The girl became more and more sure that this guy was not a good thing no matter how you looked at it.

Chen Ping'an always felt that the girl's eyes looked at her were a little strange and profound.

Turning around and leading the horse, Chen Ping'an rubbed his cheeks, what's the matter, did he really tell Zhu Yong? Now that he is walking the rivers and lakes, he must be careful of provoking romantic debts?

Chen Ping'an took off his sword raiser, took a sip of wine, and hesitated whether to let Cen Yuanji go to Luoluo Mountain alone, while he went to the small town pharmacy himself.

As soon as she saw the man drinking, the girl looked around, looking around the deserted countryside, she wanted to cry without tears, could it be that this guy was going to do that evil thing under the guise of drunkenness?

Chen Ping'an grew wise, and noticed the girl's breathing and unsteady pace behind him, so he turned his head, and really saw her face pale, so he didn't care about the sword, and said, "Stop and rest for a while." ”

As soon as Cen Yuanji saw that the guy had drunk the wine and put the wine gourd, he was about to make a move.

She burst into tears, turned around and ran, staggering, panicking.

Chen Ping'an scratched his head and muttered, "Halfway through, homesick?"

Chen Ping'an sighed, he had to lead the horse slowly, he couldn't leave her alone in the mountains, so he thought about sending her out of the official road outside the mountains and letting her go home alone.

Chen Ping'an was just about to remind her to walk slower, but she saw Cen Yuanji stumbling, fell and ate shit, and then lay there crying, repeatedly yelling not to come, and finally turned around, sat on the ground, smashed Chen Ping'an with a stone, scolded him for being a pervert, a shameless thing, and a disciple with a bad stomach, she wanted to fight with him, and she would not let him go if she was a ghost......

Chen Ping'an squatted in the distance, covering his forehead.

Chen Ping'an stood up, stomped his feet lightly, and said helplessly: "Wei Yan, do me a favor!" I know you're looking at this side, and you've seen enough of the jokes, right?"

In the twinkling of an eye.

Wei Yan, dressed in white and with gold rings on his earlobes, appeared in a chic manner, the breeze in the mountains lingered, and his sleeves fluttered like water lines.

Chen Ping'an didn't look at the girl anymore, and said to Wei Yan: "Please send her to Luoluo Mountain, and then send me to Zhenzhu Mountain." This Qu Huang was also brought to Luoluo Mountain, so there was no need to follow me. ”

Wei Yan couldn't help but laugh and snapped his fingers twice.

Chen Ping'an was alone and had come to the top of Zhenzhu Mountain.

Wei Yan accompanied the extremely sad girl to the foot of Luoluo Mountain, and the horse Qu Huang took the lead in spreading his hooves and climbing the mountain.

The girl covered in dirt was frightened, a little dizzy, and bent over retching.

Wei Yan didn't look at her, looked up at the height of Luoluo Mountain, and said with a smile: "Cen Yuanji, you can treat Chen Ping'an as a prodigal, and you are the only one." ”

The girl took a few steps back and asked cautiously, "Sir, are you?"

Ordinary people, where are they qualified to know the name of a god in the mountains of Dali.

Wei Yan smiled but did not say a word, and took the lead in climbing the mountain.

The girl hesitated, pulled away for a while, and silently followed behind the white-clothed fairy.

When they arrived at Zhu Yong and Zheng Dafeng's courtyard, Wei Yan gloated and told him about the matter roughly, Zheng Dafeng laughed, Zhu Yong wiped his face, and felt that he couldn't eat and walked away.

Cen Yuanji saw the most familiar Zhu Lao Immortal, and then he was relieved.

It's just that I don't know why, the three worldly masters have such different looks.

Chen Ping'an walked down Zhenzhu Mountain and went to the town, this time he finally didn't eat the closed door, and was led to the backyard by the young man named Shi Lingshan.

Old man Yang sat on the side of the steps, smoking a dry cigarette, still swallowing clouds and spitting fog there.

Chen Ping'an didn't have a reason to think, the old man's scene like this, a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years?

After he chose Luoluo Mountain back then, why did he talk about Old Man Yao, and the old man in front of him would show that look?

Chen Ping'an had too many questions in his heart and wanted to ask this old man.

Because Old Man Yang must know the answer, it depends on whether the old man is willing to say it, or whether he is willing to do business.

But in the end, what Chen Ping'an said was just a sentence: "What will Zheng Dafeng do in the future?"

Old man Yang said indifferently: "Wait and see." ”

Chen Ping'an stopped talking, just sat quietly.

The old man does not rush people.

Eventually, it began to drizzle, and soon it became heavier and heavier.

Chen Ping'an borrowed an umbrella from the reluctant pharmacy boy.

Chen Ping'an stood under the eaves at the entrance of the pharmacy, stopped to look at the deserted street for a long time, and then stepped out and walked into the rain.