Looking at the smiling young man, Chen Ping'an felt nervous, his body tensed, and he was completely involuntary.

At the beginning, he fought for life and death with Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua, and the closer Chen Ping'an got to them, the more heartfelt he became. Even if he was entangled with Zhengyang Mountain moving apes in the back, and then was chased and killed, Chen Ping'an probably had the intention of dying from the beginning, although he remembered that he would be afraid of it afterwards, but during the fight, no matter how his life hung by a thread, Chen Ping'an was actually not nervous, of course, he might not be able to take care of it at all.

The only time I remembered the tension was with my peers in Xinghua Lane, Ku Xuan, in the evenly matched battle in the Immortal Tomb, Chen Ping'an's palms were actually full of sweat at that time.

Chen Ping'an's keen instincts, Cui Yun didn't seem to be surprised by this.

Since Cui Yun dared to speak out in the old porcelain mountain to provoke the unfathomable old man Yang, of course, it was not a trick to play tricks, otherwise it would not make Ruan Qiong, the military saint who was on the eleventh floor, jealous.

He deliberately turned a blind eye to the nervousness that the straw sandals boy couldn't hide, shifted his gaze, and stretched out a finger to face the big bachelor's workshop that had a great story with the capital of Dali, and his expression was still warm and attentive, explaining: " Confucianism, Taoism's hope is natural, Buddhism's Mo seeks outward, the soldier's angry bullfight, four plaques, twelve words, containing the majestic and abundant divine will of the writer, as well as the three religions and four saints who set the rules here, they deliberately left a part of the qi here, you see that the object in the hand of the squire is not specially used to rub the monument, the purpose is to peel off the essence of those words layer by layer, the first rubbing, definitely with ' The real work is the most similar, similar and god-like, the more later, the farther and farther away from the original appearance of the real work, of course, the value is getting smaller and smaller, I think in addition to Mo Xiangwai begging for four words, can barely hold six times, the remaining three plaques may not be able to last four times, especially the soldier's angry bullfight, it seems that there are two words that died not long ago, so you can call it a day after two times. ”

Chen Ping'an was a little shocked, it turned out that there were so many doorways here, and the characters were not only arranged in books, or written Spring Festival couplets hung on the wall, or the names of the deceased were engraved on the tombstones.

Chen Ping'an didn't have a reason to think of the words that Mr. Qi gave him the seal, as well as the prescription of the young Lu Daochang.

Cui Yun continued: " As the rubbing of those papers, extremely precious, each one is as thick as a piece of wood, is the unique treasure of the Taoist Zhenhezong of other continents, called the wind and thunder note, when writing, the tip of the pen rubs against the paper, with a gust of wind and thunder, our emperor His Majesty also does not have much treasury, usually reluctant to use it at all, occasionally will take it out to reward the meritorious minister, or at the end of the year to reward a certain yamen in the six departments, so this time the Ministry of Rites is determined to get those words, our promising little Wu Lord, the mind is too heavy, all aspects want to grasp, grasp steady, it is estimated that in the town will hit a wall everywhere, and the destruction of the door elsewhere is too guarded, breaking the county order, when it comes to him, it is not easy. ”

Chen Ping'an listened to the book of heaven.

Although the young man next to him had a very loud tone, Chen Ping'an didn't think he was talking nonsense.

The young man with a little cinnabar in his eyebrows said that he was not an official of Da Li, and he did not seem to be a fake, but he appeared in the blacksmith shop at that time, but he followed the superintendent Wu Yuan, Ruan Xiu said that it may be the companion of Lord Wu, the so-called scholar is the guy who carried the bookcase next to him when his son was on a study tour. But Chen Ping'an can now be sure that the handsome young man in front of him, nicknamed Embroidered Tiger, is definitely not simple. Whether it is good to talk and knowledge, or to be elegant and elegant, compared to Chen Songfeng, the eldest grandson of Longwei County, and Fu Nanhua, the young lord of the old Dragon City, they are not bad.

In Chen Ping'an's impression, among all the people he knows, a small number of people are very special, such as the old man Yao in the kiln, who is silent all the year round, and most of the occasional words are scolding, but every time the old man Yao enters the mountain, the spirit of the whole person is exceptionally good, and it will give people the illusion that he is more physically strong than a young man. Another example is the old man Yang of the Yang family's pharmacy, he is very fair, no matter how bad the relationship with you is, he will not treat you well, but no matter how good the relationship with you is, he will not deliberately give you anything more. and Ning Yaoning, a girl who has just known each other for a short time, also has a heroic spirit. and Ma Kuxuan, who revealed his true face, is full of sharpness and anger.

The same is true of Cui Yun, who is nicknamed the embroidered tiger.

is like a higher and higher existence than the fairy children of Fu Nanhua Cai Jinjian, Chen Ping'an even felt that even if Jiejiang Zhenjun was in front of him, Cui Yun's eyes and face were so careless.

Of course, the young man's words are only comparable to Liu Baqiao in the Wind Thunder Garden.

The young man suddenly smiled and asked, "Chen Ping'an, can you take me to the courtyard of Song Jixin's house?"

Chen Ping'an's heartstrings tightened, and he asked casually: "But the archway has not been dispersed yet?"

When the young man smiled and narrowed his eyes, he looked like a handsome fox fairy who was harmless to humans and animals, "I know that you are worried about my bad intentions, let me tell you the truth, I am very familiar with Song Jixin's younger brother, and he is very curious about how his brother has lived in the town for more than ten years, so he entrusted me to take a look with my own eyes, and I will talk to him when I return to the capital." ”

Chen Ping'an asked: "Since he and Song Jixin are brothers, can't he ask himself?"

The young man snapped his fingers and said in appreciation: "Chen Ping'an, you are very smart, you found the loophole so quickly." ”

Chen Ping'an couldn't keep up with this guy's train of thought.

The young man rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly: "He and the unmasked brother Song Jixin, because of his parents, the relationship between the brothers is very bad before they meet, and the dirty things in the rich and noble courtyard are as many as the trivial things in Xinghua Lane in Mud Bottle Lane." So you have to be considerate. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "If I don't agree, will you trouble me?"

The young man looked puzzled, then pointed to his nose and said aggrievedly: "I look like a vicious person? Look at me, look at me with wide eyes, do I look like the kind of person who will kill the whole family if I don't agree with each other?"

Chen Ping'an replied honestly: "It doesn't look like it." ”

The young man gasped, "Why don't you want to say something good about this?" ”

He put his hands around his chest and snorted coldly: "If you don't want to take me there, then I'll ask for directions myself." ”

Chen Ping'an asked: "You don't have a key, you can't even enter the yard, what are you going to see?"

A scowling expression of "You Chen Ping'an is too young" appeared on the young man's face, and he smiled silently.

Chen Ping'an is very familiar with this kind of smile, Liu Xianyang and Gu Cang often have it.

Chen Ping'an sighed, "Then I'll take you to Mud Bottle Lane, and you won't climb over the wall to enter the yard, I can only take you to the door." ”

The young man slapped Chen Ping'an on the shoulder, "Why did you go earlier?!"

The boy turned around and strode away, away from the crowded torii building.

He stopped suddenly, turned his head and saw that Chen Ping'an, who was carrying a basket on his back, was walking on the street in the opposite direction.

Some of the embarrassed teenagers hurriedly trotted to follow.

After entering the mud bottle lane, the young man looked left and right, and said: "It turns out that this is the legendary mud bottle lane, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, out of talents, out of talents, in the next hundred years, except for Xinghua Lane, it is estimated that Fulu Street and Taoye Lane together, can not compare here." ”

When the boy said these Shinto words, it didn't feel abrupt at all.

Along the way, the boy would jump a few times from time to time to watch the courtyard scene behind some low walls.

Chen Ping'an took him to the gate of Song Jixinyuan, "This is it." ”

The young man stood in the alley, and soon saw the Spring Festival couplets written by Song Jixin himself, his eyes lit up, and he sighed: "This is the house where Song Jixin and that maidservant Zhigui live? The more I look at it, the more I like it. ”

As he spoke, the young man stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and was about to tear off the Spring Festival couplets.

Chen Ping'an was anxious, and hurriedly stopped the young man, "What are you going to do?"

The young man looked innocent and innocent, "Song Jixin will never return here in his life, keep this Spring Festival couplet in the wind and sun, and gradually disappear, it is better for me to keep it and take it to the capital." ”

Chen Ping'an insisted on his opinion, shook his head and said: "No, before you replace the Spring Festival couplets at the end of the year, the attached Spring Festival couplets cannot be torn off, otherwise it is easy to be discouraged." ”

The young man sighed and said in frustration: "The town still has this exquisiteness." ”

Chen Ping'an asked, "Do you want to go to my yard to sit?"

The young man waved his hand, "Forget it, it's such a big place, I guess I can't even drink a cup of tea, so I'm gone." By the way, this alley is not a guillotine alley, can you walk out if you keep moving forward like this?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "I can go out." ”

The young man strode away, not forgetting to raise his hand with his back to Chen Ping'an and shake it.

Chen Ping'an watched the strange boy leave, and then returned to his yard, saw that the locust branch at the foot of the wall was still there, put down the basket, and moved a bench from the house to sit down.

Chen Ping'an got up abruptly and ran quickly into the mud bottle alley, and sure enough, a sneaky guy ran fast.

Chen Ping'an came to the door of Song Jixin's house to see that the Spring Festival couplets had been stolen.

Chen Ping'an stood in place, looking at the slippery walls on both sides of the courtyard gate, a little speechless, and said with a wry smile: "What kind of person is this, it's too unkind." ”

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Chen Ping'an sighed and walked back to his yard, only to find that Old Man Yang was sitting on the bench at some point, spitting out smoke.

The old man said slowly: "At a young age, sigh and sigh what to do, it is not easy to accumulate a little vitality, and it will also be leaked, especially for those who practice boxing." ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned and said in a deep voice: "Remember." ”

The old man asked, "Why did the little girl surnamed Ning leave suddenly? ”

Chen Ping'an squatted beside the old man, shook his head and said, "I don't know." I only know that Miss Ning has something to do with a place called Inverted Hanging Mountain. ”

Old man Yang nodded and smiled: "Inverted Hanging Mountain, the dilapidated place where birds don't, is the junction of two places, in order to prevent the two sides from wandering around, one of the three disciples of Daozu has used the supernatural power of reversal to deter foreign races. ”

In the old man's words, there was both sarcasm and amazement, and of course Chen Ping'an didn't know why.

Old man Yang asked, "Are you going to buy a mountain?"

Chen Ping'an never looked sloppy in front of this old man, and replied honestly: "I plan to buy five mountains, Baoqi Mountain, Caiyun Peak and Xiancao Mountain, near Master Ruan's three mountains, and Luoluo Mountain and Zhenzhu Mountain......"

The old man interrupted the young man's words and frowned, "Why did you buy Luoluo Mountain? Who hinted at you? Ruan Qiong? No, he clearly didn't want to be too involved with you. ”

Chen Ping'an was puzzled: "Is Luoluo Mountain strange?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, spit out a smoke ring heavily, and nodded, "Except for Piyun Mountain and Xiang Volcano, this Luoluo Mountain is the most chewy, but so far, I'm afraid that even the Great Li Qin Heavenly Supervisor and Earth Master can't see it, so the price will not be too high, and you can be regarded as taking advantage of the sky." ”

The old man's eyes were sharp, and he invisibly accentuated his tone, "You haven't said why you bought it yet!"

Chen Ping'an said embarrassedly: "When looking at the map, a lump of bird droppings fell on the top of the head, which happened to fall on the three words of Luoluo Mountain. ”

After the old man heard "Old Man Yao", his eyes behind the white smoke were a little complicated, and he nodded, "If that's the case, it barely makes sense." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Master Ruan has already promised to help me buy those five mountains, so I have made money by buying?"

Old man Yang snorted and said softly, "I earned it." ”

The old man was a little puzzled, was it really because of the lack of the rules and restrictions of Lizhu Cave Heaven, did Chen Ping'an's luck start to come?

Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered something, "The young man with a mole on his eyebrows said that his surname was Cui and his nickname was Xiuhu, and he also said that I could call him uncle." ”

Old man Yang did not speak.

And so it was.

Although Cui Yun, the national teacher of Dali, has no official status, he is the nominal leader of all the qi practitioners of the Dali Dynasty, and I heard that he is still one of the few Go players in Dongbao Aquarius.

But where to start with the matter of the master and uncle?

The old man stood up and reminded: "Keep the Sifang seal that Mr. Qi gave you, especially the one with the static character, and hide it carefully." Whether it's Cui Yun or anyone you meet later, you don't have to be afraid, and of course don't provoke easily. Just remember that after you have successfully bought five mountains, you should be quiet and not move, even if you are a man with your tail between your legs. ”

Chen Ping'an thought about it carefully, nodded vigorously, and said, "Write it down!"