Most of the hermit rangers in the world have strange temperaments and cannot be speculated by common sense.

Chen Ping'an was not curious about the hidden green-shirted guest.

Just like what Liu Zong, the knife sharpener said, the road under everyone's feet is so wide, it is not a sheep intestine path, let alone a single-plank bridge, everyone walks their own way, there is nothing wrong.

Outside the inn, the sloppy man in green shirt did not go far, in fact, he squatted at the door outside the inn, with the thin dog lying beside him, the man turned his head to look at the dog, and felt that he was living worse than it, and wanted to chant a poem for a while, but he searched his stomach for a long time, and he failed to make a masterpiece that was ridiculed by the little lame man as a "limerick poem", the man comforted himself in his heart, it doesn't matter, the article is natural, the magic hand is even, there is no need to force it.

The second floor of the inn.

Chen Ping'an was a little hesitant to invite Zhu Yong again.

The reason is that he wants to stay in this Daquan Dynasty for a while, there is only one Wei Xian by his side, at most to protect Pei Qian, it is difficult to help, once he is in such a dangerous situation as the lotus flower blessed land, all parties are enemies, Chen Ping'an is worried that he will make mistakes in his busyness.

After Chen Ping'an successfully invited Wei Xian from a picture scroll, he didn't move the second one, not to feel sorry for Gu Yuqian, eleven Gu Yuqian, in exchange for a founding emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom, a 10,000-strong enemy in history, once the first person in the world, Chen Ping'an didn't steal the joy even if he could control it.

At that time, the reason why the bottom line was finalized on ten Gu Yu money was not that Chen Ping'an felt that Wei Xian and his ilk were only worth this price, but at that time, the old Taoist who was afraid of the last meeting seemed to be in a bad mood, and he gave the picture scroll, but he couldn't afford it at all, the old Taoist was not bad at all, and he could not disgust people, Chen Ping'an couldn't keep gambling.

Gu Yu money, after all, is the rarest of the three kinds of fairy money, one is equivalent to one million taels of silver, a small silver mountain, after the annexation of the Lu Dynasty, the Dali Dynasty, known as the national strength of the crown of the northern part of the Aquarius, how much is the annual tax revenue? 60 million taels of silver. Of course, this is just the silver that Dali Song put on the table.

These days, from the words of the little Taoist boy who is carrying the golden sword gourd, Chen Ping'an chewed out an unusual meaning, that guy is clearly trying to pit himself, and it is on the painting of the martial madman Zhu Yong. The old Taoist estimated that he was hindered by his face, so he only dug a small pit for Chen Ping'an, and the little Taoist boy dug out a big pit with all his might.

Chen Ping'an piled up the rest of Gu Yu's money in his hand, twisted one up, and gently threw it into the picture scroll.

The clouds are rising, and you never get tired of looking at it.

In the lobby on the first floor, the old man on the other side of the curtain knocked on the cigarette stick, stood up, came to the counter, and glanced out the door, "That down-and-out scholar is not simple." ”

The woman turned the abacus absentmindedly, "Third master, how many times have you nagged." I knew in my heart that I wouldn't take him seriously. ”

The old man rested his elbows on the counter, swallowed the clouds, and said in a deep voice: "If you really like it, you can remarry, if your father doesn't agree, I will support you when I turn around." ”

The woman stomped her foot and said angrily: "Third master, what are you talking nonsense, how can I like him?!"

The old man said indifferently: "Isn't it very good, although I don't know the origin of the roots, but I can't see the depth of the young people, in the border of Daquan, how many can there be? ”

The woman directly ignored the sentence behind her, raised her chin, and nodded towards Chen Ping'an's room upstairs, "How many can there be?" Third Master, this young foreigner in a white robe and a red gourd, together with the personal servant, can you see the height and shade? No, inside and outside the store, isn't this three at once?"

The old man put down a sentence with a straight face, and he was going back to the stove room to make some food for himself, and reward the Five Organs Temple, "Kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and it deserves to be widowed for so many years." ”

The woman had long been accustomed to the old man's temper, and called out to the old man softly, "No matter what, the three people upstairs are all benefactors, don't make a claim, drug people, last time those two rangers, stripped you naked, and threw them at the gate of Fox Town overnight, good two old men, you became like a yellow flower girl, almost hanged." ”

The old man pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "It's not the lord who is full of evil, I do a lot of medicine for others." I'm afraid that you will give birth to the queen and be fascinated and do whatever you want. ”

The woman gestured and slapped her, "The dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth." ”

The old man was more serious, "You go and ask the prosperous fortune outside the door, can it spit out ivory?"

The woman said, "I'm not a dog, and I can't talk to Wangcai, unlike you." ”

The old man lit the woman with a cigarette stick, "Whoever takes a fancy to you in the future, the coffin board of his ancestor will not be able to hold it down." ”

The woman didn't care about these words, she had been in the market for so many years, running an inn, entertaining visitors from all over the world, and her words were full of meat, knives, and vinegar, and she had never seen anything, so she lowered her voice, "That big demon, shouldn't it be for this person to kill?"

The old man shook his head, "If it is really the number one general under the command of the water god of Pine Needle Lake, hehe, only the earth immortals and the like can have this ability to reach the sky, although this hanger Lang Lang is definitely not simple, but it is not so strong." It's not the old masters of the academy who do university questions. Those Confucian sages who have done such righteous deeds will not hide their heads and tails, and they don't need to deliberately hide them, right?"

The woman fell into deep thought.

The old man finally persuaded: "Okay, don't say good things twice, and finally nag you once, I think that the down-and-out scholar is a little poorer, a little uglier, a little cheaper, and a little less right, in fact, it's okay, it's a young man......"

The woman's face darkened, and a word popped out from between her teeth, "Get out!"

The hunchbacked old man's face was as usual, and he turned around and left.

The vicissitudes of life are like a knotted old bark, if there is a mosquito bite, it is estimated that the old man can kill it with a slight frown.

The palms of both hands are covered with calluses, the hands are behind the back, the left hand is on the right wrist, and the right hand is carrying the old cigarette stick.

The old man seemed to be talking to himself: "It's a big night, where does the cat come from in the big winter, it's strange, the little lame man still asks me today." ”

The woman's face was slightly red, she gritted her teeth, and scolded: "The old and unserious thing deserves to be a bachelor for the rest of his life!"

......The little lame man had just finished cleaning up the dinner table, and heard the last conversation between the old camel and the proprietress, and said curiously: "Boss, what's going on? We don't have cats in the inn, but the wild cats that sneaked into the inn from the outside can't be?

The woman took out a feather duster from behind the counter and hit the little cripple on the head, "Pull it out, I'll let you pull it out!"

She was still angry, went around the counter, and chased the young man with bad legs and feet, and the little lame man was a little fast.

She casually threw away the feather duster, hesitated, tiptoed upstairs, slowed down, walked back and forth, failed to hear any movement, returned to the lobby on the first floor, stayed for a while, went to the old hunchback behind the curtain, carried a piece of palm-sized dried meat in the stove room, and took a small pot of green plum wine brewed for half a year, walked outside the inn, saw the down-and-out scholar squatting next to the dog, fed it, and after the man in the green shirt looked up, threw the wine and meat to him, and said coldly: "One or two silver, recorded in the account, not for nothing." ”

It wasn't until the woman crossed the threshold and walked into the lobby that the man in the green shirt withdrew his gaze and sighed: "Wangcai, do you know what this is called? ”

He tore off a small piece of meat and gave it to Wangcai at his feet, and then touched his beard, "If you shave your beard, you can pay it back?!"

When the woman walked up to the second floor, Chen Ping'an gently pressed the scroll and turned his head to look at the door.

Fortunately, the woman did not knock on the door.

When she walked down the stairs, Chen Ping'an began to continue throwing money.

Chen Ping'an threw twelve Gu Yu coins into the picture scroll in one go.

still failed to let Zhu Yong appear.

Chen Ping'an picked up the sword at hand, and remembered that there was no wine before entering the inn, so he could only put it down gently.

The Yin God of the Song Clan of the Old Dragon City paid for the bamboo slip, took out ten Gu Yu money, and the Flying Eagle Fort Lu Tai divided the spoils, and paid Chen Ping'an twenty pieces, plus the incursions and exits of the inverted hanging mountain, Chen Ping'an had a total of twenty-nine Gu Yu money, and for Wei Xian, he ate eleven of them for the picture scroll, and the remaining eighteen.

At that moment, there were only six Gu Yu coins on the table.

The martial madman Zhu Yong is still "putting on a score" on the painting for the time being, and refuses to come out, so the other two, the Demon Sect Lu Baixiang, the only female sword fairy Sui in the history of the lotus flower blessed land, how many do you have to let Chen Ping'an take out?

Chen Ping'an sighed and glanced at the smiling old man on the painting.

If you throw it inside, you will really go bankrupt, although you have accumulated a lot of snow money and Xiaoxia money, but that is just a number, and after it is really converted into Gu Yu money, it will shrink seriously.

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless, put away the picture scroll and hid it in the flying sword fifteen, opened the door, and went downstairs to drink to relieve boredom, in order to carry Wei Xian upstairs before, he forgot to fill the sword raising gourd, dangling the empty "ginger pot", Chen Ping'an thought to himself that the little Taoist boy who was carrying a huge golden gourd, slandered in his heart, and said how the other six "most" sword raising gourds in the world, the one that the little Taoist boy was carrying should not be the most capable of holding wine, right?

Chen Ping'an didn't know at this time, but he really accidentally guessed it, in fact, he only guessed half of it.

The golden sword gourd named "Dou Liang" did contain the water in the most liquor in the world, and it was the water of the East China Sea, so the level of the entire East China Sea dropped by several feet.

Therefore, there is a poor talent who can't help but be amazed, plus the last half of the sycophant: a small gourd, you can raise thousands of dragons, the ancestors are good, the great good, and the old are good.

Of course, it is also possible that it is because he sat down with the old Taoist and destroyed many lotus leaves in the Lotus Cave, so he said this sentence to be a coincidence.

Middle Earth Divine Continent, the Confucian Temple of Literature, which is known as the Confucian "Sven Authenticity", those clay statues and saints who are still standing high on the altar will definitely not be able to do this kind of thing, break other people's things, and then sell a scoundrel, but the old Xiucai who has moved the statue out of the Confucian Temple is naturally called a god, and it is really more natural than the Taoist immortals in Baiyujing.

When I got downstairs, the proprietress was smiling.

Handsome, rich, and with a good temperament, the more the woman looks at Chen Ping'an, the more eye-catching she becomes.

Chen Ping'an asked for a pound of small jar of green plum wine brewed for five years, and poured it into the sword raising gourd in front of the proprietress.

In the eyes of the woman, the sword gourd is just a vermilion wine gourd, which is worthless, but at first glance, it is the beloved thing of at least two generations, and it will be used as an old object.

The woman supported her cheeks with one hand, sat sideways on the bench, turned her head to look at the young man who was very steady when pouring the wine, her cheeks were slightly red, the wine halo had not yet faded, and asked with a smile: "Isn't it more convenient for the son to drink wine in a bowl?" If you finish drinking this pound of wine, won't you have to put it in the gourd again?"

But even so, she still brought her own pot of wine, drank by herself, and did not forget to bring three plates to accompany the wine and food, and of course, two pairs of chopsticks.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "I just have this amount of wine, even if I drink it, I don't need to pretend anymore." ”

The woman laughed and said, "Your friend's drink is really good." ”

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed, thinking that Wei Xian, you are a founding emperor, and it is too embarrassing.

Chen Ping'an asked seemingly casually: "Since the Yao family's border army is so famous at the border pass, does the proprietress know what big names the Yao family has now?"

The woman raised her eyebrows, "Yo, Childe, you shouldn't be a spy of the Northern Jin Kingdom, right?"

Chen Ping'an pointed upstairs, "Is there a spy like me? With a friend who is so good at drinking, and a child with him?"

The woman nodded, "That's right, if the Northern Jin Kingdom is all spies like Gongzi, how can there be so many battles, and the world will be peaceful long ago." ”

She was a little drunk, stretched out her arm, and failed to clamp the sauce meat on a plate twice after sandwiching it, Chen Ping'an gently pushed the plate over, she glanced at it charmingly, and simply put down her chopsticks, "It's okay to talk to you, so that I can teach you barbarians from the south to know how powerful our Daquan border army is." ”

She hiccuped and didn't feel embarrassed, "That old general Yao, who has been on horseback for half his life, is one of the generals of our Daquan, and he has three sons and two daughters under his knees, but unfortunately two sons died and one daughter died." The youngest daughter married into the capital, a rare good family, all said to be a match made in heaven, a fairy marriage. There are a lot of grandchildren, the most promising, there are two, the grandson is called Yao Xianzhi, I heard that he joined the army at the age of ten, and the granddaughter is called Yao Lingzhi, which is even more amazing, and the talent for martial arts is so good that the whole border has heard of it. ”

Chen Ping'an was curious: "Why do they all end up with the word 'zhi'?"

The woman smiled and said, "Zigzag." ”

Chen Ping'an became more and more puzzled, "Shouldn't the word "fixed generation" be in the middle?

The woman said angrily: "How do I know the ancestral rules of the rich Yao family, and rich people are not allowed to have a little quirk?"

Chen Ping'an asked tentatively: "The Yao family's iron cavalry is so famous, there must be a lot of red-eyed people in your Daquan, right?"

The woman gave a blank look, "You ask me, who am I asking?"

She laughed to herself, coquettish, "Then the emperor has to look down on my appearance, admit me into the palace, I will be old when I am older, I will be the emperor anyway, maybe the bed frame is made of gold......"

Perhaps finally said something that made people laugh, the woman raised her wine glass and said loudly: "The road of life is narrow and the wine glass is wide, and my Jiuniang will accompany my son to go one." ”

Chen Ping'an's eyes lit up, he raised his glass and smiled: "I remember to write down this sentence, well said, let's go!"

The two of them each drank the rest of the wine in their bowls.

There was a green-shirted guest sitting on the threshold, secretly looking at the men and women who were chatting happily at the wine table, his face full of resentment and broken thoughts.

"Good dogs don't get in the way!"

A loud voice sounded, the down-and-out scholar was kicked and staggered, and three men with knives on their waists strode into the lobby one after another.

The first person, with a strong figure, in the winter, deliberately exposed some chest muscles, sat on the bench on Chen Ping'an's left, and the two of them under the man's hand were familiar with the way to bring wine and bowls, and the two sat on a bench and a table, which was instantly full. The strong man didn't want the white bowl handed over by a young swordsman, snatched the wine bowl in front of the woman, poured a bowl of green plum wine, the wine splashed everywhere, drank it in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and suddenly he covered his stomach with one hand, his face was full of panic, and he pointed to the woman with a trembling other hand, and said in a trembling voice: "This wine is wrong...... Poisonous ...... in wine"

The two young men on the other side of the table suddenly pressed the handle of the knife, and their faces turned slightly pale.

The woman said angrily: "Ma Ping, you have in your brain, right? Did you eat too much for lunch today, and it happened that the was poisonous, and then you were spoiled in your brain?"

The man with the saber smiled and returned to his normal face, "It's just a joke, why are you still scolding the Venerable Master." ”

The two young colleagues beside him were so frightened that they hurriedly drank to suppress their fright.

The man glanced at Chen Ping'an, who was in the way, "Boy, who is the person's clan?

The woman was just about to speak, but Chen Ping'an had already taken out the guan from his arms and gently placed it in front of the table of the strong man with the knife.

After the man picked it up, he looked at the large and small, densely packed red seals on it, and said, "There are really a lot of seals, and you have walked such a long way?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded.

The man was angry when he saw his appearance, he was used to seeing the groveling and flattering smiling faces of the people of Fox Town, and he came to such a person who would not be able to slap the horse and bow his head and waist, the key is that he looked quite handsome, so he wanted to find a way to clean up this kid, so as to teach him to know that this is the head snake in this part of Fox Town.

The woman suddenly asked, "I heard that the town is haunted again?

As soon as he talked about this unfortunate incident, Ma Ping lost interest, threw the customs clearance document back to the little white face, drank a sip of stuffy wine, and said angrily: " It's really evil, in the past, it was a scourge to outsiders, this time it turned out to be a small town's own people who were poisoned, only one arm Liu Lao'er knows, who runs a paper money shop, and often helps people see feng shui, the bad old man, is completely crazy, just this weather, no clothes in broad daylight, running blindly on the street, and saying that he is too hot, the brothers had to lock him up, and within a few days there was a room of feces and urine, stinking, only a little sober today, finally don't talk about those strange words, brothers don't want to come over quickly, and Jiu Niang you ask for a few bowls of green plum wine, strengthen a strong yang qi, and rush a bad luck。 ”

The woman frowned and said, "What's the matter? Didn't the master you invited from the county town last time give you a stack of immortal talismans? Why are you bragging to me, saying that 'a talisman comes, and all ghosts retreat'?"

The strong man turned his head and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, "The master of bullshit, he is a liar, Lao Tzu is also miserable, Han Zhutou didn't wear small shoes for me during this time." ”

Ma Ping exhaled a breath of turbidity, squeezed out a smile, and reached out to touch the woman's little hand, but the woman retracted her hand quietly, not letting him succeed, Ma Ping smiled and said: "Jiu Niang, what do you think of me? How many people are like in Fox Town? I make a lot of money, my family background is innocent, I have practiced martial arts, and I have an inexhaustible strength, so you don't want to be moved? Jiu Niang, don't wipe your face, your big brother Ma is not the kind of old-fashioned person, I don't care about your past." ”

The woman smiled.

After a few times under the guise of drunkenness, I wanted to rub oil, but I gave the woman to escape, Ma Ping and two colleagues caught a table of dishes, drank meat and vegetables, and ate with a mouth full of oil, it seemed that it was obvious that the autumn wind was coming, and in the end they didn't leave, and the three of them went upstairs to sleep, saying that Ming'er would go back to Fox Town.

Chen Ping'an sat at the next table early, and when the little cripple was cleaning up, the woman sat next to Chen Ping'an, exhaled a long breath, as if she was a little tired, and said with a wry smile: "This Ma Ping is the head catcher of Fox Town, his family has been doing this business for generations, and it is just a little bit of a side with the official yamen, such a big fart place, the so-called official master, the official hat is the largest, and he is just a sesame official who does not enter the clear stream." The rest are all officials, not officials, but they are bigger than the sky. ”

Pei Qian heard the movement outside, gently opened the door, squatted down, his head was in the gap between the railings on the second floor, and secretly looked at the two guys below, but he finally pulled it out, trotted all the way down the stairs, and just approached the wine table, he heard the woman complaining to Chen Ping'an about the difficulty of the little ghosts in the officialdom, saying that those catchers often come to the inn to eat and drink, and she can only spend money to buy a peace, otherwise what else can she do.

Pei Qian stole the fun, his mouth opened, and he endured it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't hold it back, and laughed heartily, "Spend money to buy peace, buy peace...... Oops, no, I'm going to die laughing, my stomach hurts......"

Chen Ping'an stood up and came to Pei Qian's side, "Does it hurt?"

Pei Qian, who was pulled by his ear, immediately stopped laughing, and said pitifully: "My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, my ears hurt......"

The woman was confused, not knowing what the thief was laughing at.

Chen Ping'an said goodbye to the woman, pulled Pei Qian's ears all the way, and walked to the staircase, Pei Qian tilted his head and paddled his heels, shouting that he didn't dare anymore.

When he walked up the stairs, he let go of Pei Qian's ears, and when he arrived at the door of the room, he turned to Pei Qian and ordered, "Don't go out casually." ”

Pei Qian rubbed his ears and nodded.

After Chen Ping'an closed the door, Pei Qian stood by the railing, just looking at the woman who looked up, Pei Qian snorted coldly, jumped back to his room, and slammed the door.

Outside the inn, the sun was setting, someone rode a horse, it was a cardamom girl, with a ponytail, soft and beautiful, but there was a fierce atmosphere, carrying a horse bow, hanging a waist knife, she put the horse outside the door, obviously not worried about getting lost.

The greenshirt was still teasing the dog outside the door.

The girl glanced at the man, did not care, after entering the lobby, looked left and right, and saw the woman with a surprised face, she was a little displeased, stopped, and said to the woman: "Grandpa wants me to tell you, don't open an inn recently, there is no life here." ”

In front of the girl, the woman no longer had the slightest flattery, she was as dignified as a lady from the family family, raised her finger to her mouth, signaled that the partition wall had ears, and then said softly: "Lingzhi, I'm used to staying here." ”

The girl said indignantly: "I don't know what to do!"

The woman smiled and asked, "Would you like to drink some plum wine?"

The girl's face was full of anger.

Drink?!

The woman also knew that she had lost her words, and she was a little ashamed.

The girl said coldly: "Give me a room, I'll leave tomorrow, you think carefully." ”

The little lame man trembled and led the girl to the second floor, and under the guidance of the proprietress's eyes, he specially selected the cleanest and most elegant room for the girl.

After the string of light footsteps completely disappeared, Chen Ping'an stacked the only six Gu Yu coins on top of each other.

One by one, they were thrown into the scroll.

When the third Gu Yuqian was not included in the picture, Chen Ping'an stood up and slowly took a few steps back.

An old man hunched over and staggered out of the scroll.

He jumped off the table, squinted at Chen Ping'an and smiled, turned around and stretched out his hand to touch the scroll, but it was empty, even Pei Qian had secretly touched a handful of scrolls, for Zhu Yong, it was close at hand, but far away.

Ethereal and untouchable.

Zhu Yong was not angry, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, young master, is this your immortal family technique in the world?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "Sort of." ”

This old man who habitually slumped over his body seemed to be completely different from the rumored martial madman who went mad.

The old man always has a smile on his face, a kind look, in the lotus flower blessed land, this person almost turned the whole river and lake upside down, the latecomer Ding Ying, who is also the first person in the world, has an extremely distinct grandmaster momentum, which is probably related to Ding Ying's tall stature, not smiling, and wearing a silver lotus crown, all have a certain relationship.

The martial madman named Zhu Yong in front of him is far behind.

Compared with Wei Xian's words, which were held in his stomach, Zhu Yong seemed to be more resigned and frank, open and honest: "Now that I have arrived in the young master's hometown, it will take several days just to adapt to the flow of qi in this vast world, and it is not easy to say if I want to recover to the peak cultivation before my death, well, according to what the young master said here, I should be the sixth realm of pure martial arts at present." ”

Speaking of this, the old man laughed at himself, "It is possible to break through the realm in one fell swoop, it is possible to stay stuck, and it is even possible to be poured into the Qi Mansion by the aura here, consume the true qi, and cultivate to eat up a little bit." However, I have a feeling that in addition to the big threshold of the Seven Realms, it is not too much of a problem to become a martial artist of the Eighth Realm and the Nine Realms. ”

Zhu Yong said it very straight to the point.

Compared with that stuffy gourd Wei Xian, it is indeed much more refreshing.

Zhu Yong walked to the window, pushed open the window, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said to himself: "This Seven Realms is a bit similar to the acquired congenital transformation of the Lotus Flower Blessed Land Martial Arts, and it is the most difficult step to take. As long as you enter the seventh realm of martial arts, I believe that after that, it will be just a water mill year after year, and I dare not say that it is definitely the ninth realm, and the eighth realm is definitely not difficult. ”

Zhu Yong turned his head and smiled: "Of course, as long as I adapt to the existence of the rich aura here, I will still have a chance to draw with the pure martial arts of the Seven Realms with the same foundation, and I will not be suppressed by the realm, and I can only wait for death when I meet." As for the battle in the same realm, as long as it is not like Childe, the odds of winning are extremely high. ”

Chen Ping'an muttered, "Is the pass only in the Seven Realms?"

The old man sat back at the table and tapped a finger on the table, "I am willing to serve my son for thirty years, I hope that after that, Childe can give me a free body, how about it?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and shook his head, "I don't know how to restore your free body. ”

The old man was stunned, fell silent, and stared at the scroll.

Chen Ping'an guessed that the picture scroll itself was similar to the natal porcelain of Lizhu Dongtian, and if you were a jade monk in the Upper Five Realms, you would also be manipulated.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping'an smiled.

Wei Xian's side, drunk like mud, lying on the bed, said in a dream, "There is no murderous spirit and murderous intentions are everywhere, and the posture of an emperor is also." ”

There was a knock on the door, Chen Ping'an put away the last three Gu Yu coins and picture scrolls, and was about to open the door, but Zhu Yong actually did it for him.

Pei Qian blinked, then quickly moved away from Zhu Yong and ran behind Chen Ping'an.

Zhu Yong closed the door, turned around and said with a smile: "The little girl's bones are so good." Is it the young master's daughter?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously.

Chen Ping'an shook his head, then turned his head and asked, "Is there something wrong with me?"

Pei Qian looked at Zhu Yong and shook his head.

Zhu Yong was interested, and asked with a smile: "Young master, do you have a place to live?"

Chen Ping'an said: "When you go out, the second room on the right hand side is it, but Wei Xian lives over there, if you don't want to live with people, I'll help you get another room." ”

"Walking the rivers and lakes, there is no such thing. ”

Zhu Yong waved his hand, then reached out and rubbed his chin, thoughtfully, "Young Master, first chose the founding emperor of Nanyuan?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and advised, "You two, don't have any quarrels. ”

Zhu Yong said with a smile: "Ten thousand enemies Wei Xian, I admire him very much, it's too late to toast him, how can I make him unhappy." ”

Zhu Yong walked out of the room and gently closed the door.

When only a gap was left, Zhu Yong suddenly asked, "Dare to ask how much the young master spent for me?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "Seventeen Gu Yu money." ”

Zhu Yong said with a smile: "Let the young master break the bank." ”

After the old man left, Pei Qian was still not at ease, so he went to tie the door of the house, and he was relieved.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Wei Xian has a straight face every day, you are not afraid, Zhu Yong is so kind, but you are so afraid?"

Pei Qian said softly: "I'm just afraid." ”

Chen Ping'an asked again, "What's the matter?"

Pei Qian said softly: "I don't think that proprietress is a good person, plus a little lame, an old hunchback, how weird, could this be a black shop? The storyteller under the overpass, those stories he told, among them, said that the black shop, the most favorite to give sweat medicine to customers, and then use it to make human meat buns." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled angrily: "Don't think nonsense, hurry back and read the book." ”

Pei Qian sighed and left.

Chen Ping'an didn't have the heart to turn over the remaining two picture scrolls, Lu Baixiang, on the right side of Sui, just one didn't dare to invite out of the mountain, for fear that it would be easy to invite God and difficult to send God, and the other one didn't dare to send God.

remembered Pei Qian's perception of Wei Xian and Zhu Yong.

In fact, her instincts were not wrong at all.

Wei Xian's eyes are from high to low, after all, he is the king of a country who has left a name in history.

Zhu Yong's eyes look at people, like a living person looking at a dead person, his eyes are dark, as dark as a deep pool, and the smile on the old man's face is not to be taken seriously.

On the threshold of the inn, the green-shirted guest turned his back to the lobby, looked up at the gorgeous sunset on the horizon, patted his knees gently, carried the wine jug, and nagged every time he drank a sip of green plum wine.

"Seeing the dragon in the depths of the clouds, meeting the deer in the depths of the forest, the beauty next to the peach blossoms, the heroes on the battlefield, and the celebrities in the alleys ......"

Bang.

The green-shirted man was beaten and fell to the ground, fell a dog and ate, and did not forget to clutch the wine jug.

It turned out that the little cripple kicked him in the back and said angrily: "It's endless, you're still addicted, I've been putting up with you for a long time!"

The man got up in embarrassment, patted the dust on his body, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know who I am?"

The little lame man looked at the poor scholar who was a little strange, and he was a little weak-hearted, and shouted in a loud voice: "Who are you?"

The green-shirted guest said seriously: "What are you calling Jiuniang?"

The little cripple was stunned, "Boss." ”

The green-shirted guest asked again, "Then who are you the husband of the proprietress again?"

The little cripple almost went mad.

Rushed out of the threshold, used his fists and feet at the same time, and chased and killed this bastard who only knew his surname Zhong.

The man raised the flask high, dodged in all directions, drank while fleeing, and took a few punches and kicks, but it was not painful.

Sunset.

There was a proverb about scholars.

The scholar himself doesn't take a word seriously.

Before Zhong went down the mountain, there were no ghosts in the world.

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