When Lao Xiucai walked out of the landscape painting scroll again, he saw that the young Cui Yun was still lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, and snorted coldly: "What kind of system." ”

Cui Yun looked at the sky in a daze, "I don't have any hope when I am alive, and I am pulled down when I am dead." ”

Lao Xiucai walked over and kicked over, "Don't pretend to be pitiful here, I don't want to know why Xiao Qi just wants you to fall into the realm, and not get rid of it quickly?"

Cui Yun's eyes were in a trance, and he muttered: "When you were kicked out of the Temple of Literature, Qi Jingchun was not only not implicated by you, but continued to rise in the realm, which already shows a lot of problems, he Qi Jingchun has long been qualified to set up his own portal, and he has long been inseparable from your Wensheng lineage, so he feels that he is not qualified to kill me, and I hope that you will clean up the portal in the future." ”

Lao Xiucai was angry, and kicked again, "Spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and I'm talking about people like you! I'll count three times, if you don't get up, you just lie down and wait for death, don't expect anything more on the avenue, three! two! two, two, two......"

Cui Yun made up his mind not to get up.

Lao Xiucai was so embarrassed that he had to turn around and look at Chen Ping'an to help solve the siege.

Chen Ping'an nodded, took the Huaimu sword from Li Baohua's hand, strode forward, and after coming to Cui Yun's side, he said the word "one" expressionlessly, and stabbed the young man in white with a sword.

The momentum is strong and heavy, the tip of the sword is accurate, maybe Chen Ping'an himself didn't notice it, after appreciating the artistic conception of stability in the picture scroll, his hands finally kept up with Chen Ping'an's thoughts, so this sword stabbed without any fireworks, but on the contrary, it became more and more fierce and murderous.

Frightened, Cui Yun hurriedly got up.

Chen Ping'an put away his sword and nodded to Lao Xiucai, meaning that your urgent need has been settled, old man.

Lao Xiucai sighed and looked at Chen Ping'an and the woman in white not far away, "Find a place and talk about something." ”

The old man turned his head and glared at Cui Yun and said, "Keep up!" When it comes to your avenue opportunity, you pretend again, and simply let Chen Ping'an kill with a sword." ”

The group walked to the courtyard, Lao Xiucai looked around, glanced at the "small canopy" supported by the snow-white lotus leaf, pinched his fingers, hesitated for a moment, "Find a room to go in and talk, Chen Ping'an, if there is a suitable place, just be able to speak, it doesn't matter if there are stools and chairs." ”

Chen Ping'an glanced at Lin Shouyi's main house, the lights had been turned off, it might be that Lin Shouyi had been practicing in the pavilion for too long, exhausted, and had already rested, so he had to give up the largest room, nodded to the old man and said: "Go to my house, there is only one child named Li Huai sleeping, it is not a big problem to wake him up, Lin Shouyi is a person in cultivation, there should be a lot of exquisiteness, let's not disturb." ”

The sword spirit sat on the stone bench in the courtyard and said with a smile: "You talk, I don't like to listen to that. ”

In the end, Lao Xiucai, Chen Ping'an, young Cui Yun, and Li Baohua sat on four stools and sat around the table, Li Huai lay on the bed and fell asleep deeply, a child who did not sleep well, and had become a horizontal sleeper, with his head hanging on the edge of the bed, and he could sleep very soundly.

Chen Ping'an familiarly helped him straighten his body, put Li Huai's hands and feet into the futon, and gently padbed the corners of the quilt on the left and right sides and the side of the feet, so that the heat in the futon was not easy to lose, and finally Li Huai seemed to be wrapped in zongzi.

After Chen Ping'an finished these natural things, he sat back on the stool, and Li Baohua asked in a low voice: "Uncle Xiao, do you also help me cushion the quilt every night?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "You don't need to, you sleep much better than Li Huai, you sleep upside down, and then as soon as you fall asleep, you can sleep until dawn without moving." ”

Li Baohua sighed, hit his palm with his fist, and said regretfully: "I knew that I should have slept badly since I was a child, and I blamed my eldest brother, and I could have a good dream if I lied to me to sleep well." ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "When I return to my hometown in the future, I want to thank your eldest brother." ”

Along the way, Li Baohua talked about the family the most, which was this eldest brother, so Chen Ping'an had a good impression of this scholar who liked to hide in the study and read.

Lao Xiucai looked at the little girl and asked with a smile, "Is your eldest brother Li Xisheng who lives on Fulu Street?"

Li Baohua nodded, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Lao Xiucai smiled and said, "This name is a bit big." ”

Cui Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this.

Li Baohua was a little worried, "The name is too big, isn't it bad?"

Lao Xiucai was even happier, shook his head and said: "If you get big, as long as you can hold it down, it's good." ”

Li Baohua is a little girl who likes to drill horns the most, "Old man, how can you hold it down?"

Cui Yun rolled his eyes again, it's over, this is the right moment, the old man who is a good teacher will definitely start preaching and teaching to solve his doubts.

Sure enough, the old man glanced around, didn't see a broken mouth to eat snacks that could be drunk, a little regretful, and said slowly: "Pure nature, great knowledge, high morality, travel thousands of miles, you can suppress it." ”

The little girl first put the seal on the table, shook her body, kicked off the small straw sandals, sat cross-legged on the chair, crossed her arms around her chest, and said with a sad face: "But my eldest brother is not as great as the old man said, otherwise I will send a letter home and ask him to change his name?"

Cui Yun had to remind loudly: "Old man, can we talk about business?

Li Baohua silently picked up the seal and sighed towards the four seal characters on the bottom of the seal.

Cui Yun quickly shut up.

Even if the old man cultivates to the sky, he likes to be reasonable, and the dead skin and face will work.

But Chen Ping'an and Li Baohua, the two guys who were in Qi Jingchun's photo, one is a mud leg who has never read at all, and the other has read crookedly for 108,000 miles.

Lao Xiucai conjured up a pot of wine, raised his head and took a sip, glancing at the seal that the little girl put back on the table, a little sad.

Cui Yun is actually quite strange tonight, although the old man used to reveal his true feelings, but most of the time, he is an old-fashioned and pedantic guy, where he sits, it is like a golden statue sitting on the altar, especially in the years when the knowledge is most respected by the government and the opposition, the old man every time he starts a class to teach the scriptures and the righteousness, the "students" who sit down and listen with their ears up, how many thousands? Emperors and generals, immortals on the mountain, gentlemen and sages, mighty, even Cui Yun, who betrayed his master, will not deny that the old man at that time was really dazzling, like the sun and the moon hanging in the sky, the brilliance is day and night, and the entire galaxy is overshadowed.

But now he still kicks his feet, and when he wants to talk about the avenue, he still drinks?

Cui Yun seems to be careless, but in fact he is in a heavy mood.

In the final analysis, Cui Yun's thoughts about the old man next to him are extremely complicated, both adoring and hating, fearing and remembering. He, Cui Yun, the first disciple of Wensheng in the past, didn't he be angry with his own husband and not fight for his unfortunate feelings?

On the other side of the bed, Li Huai said in his dream, "Ah Liang Ah Liang, I want to eat meat! The stingy ghost Ah Liang, just give me a sip of wine in the small gourd......

Li Baohua's eyes lit up, Li Huai's troubled matter can be used as a talking point after tea and dinner for several days.

When Cui Yun heard the title of Ah Liang, he quietly glanced at the old man.

Lao Xiucai coughed and glanced at the three people present, "Okay, let's get to the point." Chen Ping'an, Li Baohua, you should already know that I am Qi Jingchun's husband, and Cui Yun, who used to be my first apprentice, Qi Jingchun's senior brother, was busy with learning at that time, so Qi Jingchun's reading, playing chess, etc., were indeed taught by the eldest disciple Cui Yun. In the end, Cui Qi betrayed his teacher and did all kinds of tricks to deceive his teacher and destroy his ancestors, so that Qi Jingchun's death in Lizhu Dongtian, Cui Qi can be regarded as a chess player in a game of chess, to say that he Cui Qi is the murderer of his junior brother Qi Jingchun, it is not too much, as one of my registered disciples Ma Zhan, the same, but Ma Zhan is not a chess player, but he is the culprit behind the scenes, in the first chess game, a very key unreasonable hand. Before I arrived in your hometown town, this body was just a place for Cui Qi to live and borrow, and the real Cui Qi was the national teacher of your Dali Dynasty, an old guy who looked no younger than me. ”

Li Baohua's face was full of anger, his eyes were red with anger, and he stared at Cui Yun.

On the other hand, Chen Ping'an made Cui Yun even more frightened, his eyes were lowered, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Biting wild dogs do not show their teeth.

Cui Yun is really familiar with Chen Ping'an's character, after all, he pays more attention to the growth experience of the boy in Mud Bottle Lane than Old Man Yang.

Cui Yun tried his best to stay calm, but silently thought in his heart, death is done, death is done, old man, you are not shallow in harming people.

Lao Xiucai changed the topic and looked at Chen Ping'an, "There is something, say hello to you first, if you promise me to do it again, I want to intercept a piece of time and water on you, rest assured, it doesn't involve too much privacy, as the opening of tonight's chat, are you willing?"

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

Lao Xiucai stretched out a palm, facing Chen Ping'an, who was sitting opposite, shaking his wrist and rolling his sleeves, and soon wisps of water mist appeared around Chen Ping'an, slowly flowing to the old man's palm, and finally turned into a crystal clear green water ball, the old man's palm turned over, the palm of his hand was facing down, and he gently wiped it on the water balloon, and the water flow to the lower place to the table, and a vivid and lively picture appeared on the table.

Li Baohua's eyes widened, his face was full of shock, and he hurriedly lay on the table, "Wow, little uncle, this is the mountain road where we met the ghost of the wedding dress, and I sigh!Haha, my little bookcase is the most beautiful, it is really better than Lin Shouyi and Li Huai's, they look stupid with the bookcase on their backs......"

From the ghost of the wedding dress holding an oil-paper umbrella to appear on the dirt path, the lanterns are lit up one after another, and a spectacular fire dragon appears between the mountains and fields.

When Lin Shouyi sacrificed the talisman, he was still a ghost hitting the wall, and instead of leaving the realm of female ghosts, he was abducted in front of the mansion where the "beautiful water and high wind" were hung.

In the end, the sword immortal Wei Jin of the Fengxue Temple broke through ten thousand laws with one sword, came in style, broke the deadlock, and successfully left there with the group.

Lao Xiucai grabbed the table, and the streams of that time reconverged into a group, pushed Chen Ping'an, and returned to heaven and earth again.

This hand involves the supreme supernatural power of the origin of the Great Dao, and does not rely on the small world of saints, nor on the mystical magic weapons, the old man is so handy.

Li Bao Vase only found it magical and interesting.

Cui Yun was knowledgeable, and he was more and more surprised in his heart, what the hell is going on with the old man, his saint cultivation is obviously gone, why can he still be so powerful?

Lao Xiucai said softly: "This female ghost is not hateful? Of course she is hateful, she kills innocents indiscriminately and has committed many crimes." Pitiful or not pitiful? There is also a bit of pity, as a ghost, the original nature is good, in the imperial court, not only has the merit of suppressing luck, in the locality, there are many good deeds and good deeds, but also with the reader to love each other, it is a beautiful talk, in the end, the two fell into such a situation, God hates the ghost, all for the avenue to squeeze out, a body of cause and effect entanglement, dragged mud and water, several lifetimes can not repay this foolish debt. ”

Lao Xiucai sighed, "So there must be pity for hateful people, isn't it?"

Cui Yun was like a great enemy, and he didn't dare to nod or shake his head.

Li Baohua quickly entered the mode of "going up the mountain to kill the roadblocker", thought seriously for a moment, and said: "There are more hateful." ”

Lao Xiucai nodded to the little girl and smiled: "So hateful and pitiful, how much more hateful?

The little girl thought about it again, "It's reasonable and legal, go back, and calculate it carefully?"

Lao Xiucai smiled again and asked: "Li Bao Vase, legal and legal, of course it is not bad, but the question arises again, how do you determine whether the laws of the world are good or evil?"

The little girl was stunned, she didn't seem to have had this problem, but she didn't have stage fright, and said to the old man: "Old man, wait for me, this problem, like the last time Uncle Xiaoshi, is still a bit big, I have to think about it seriously!"

Lao Xiucai smiled kindly, nodded and praised: "Good." ”

Cui Yun looked at the old man's familiar smile, looked at the little girl with a concentrated face, and snorted coldly.

It is worthy of Qi Jingchun's husband and Qi Jingchun's proud disciple, passed down from generation to generation, in the same line, and even the atmosphere of teaching is a virtue!

After Lao Xiucai stumped the little girl, he turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an, who had clear eyes, "I used to think about difficult problems in my studies, and I liked to think about the bad first, and today is no exception, hateful people must have pitiful, this sentence itself is not too much of a problem, but many people in the world who pretend to be smart like to put on a posture that everyone is drunk and I am sober, only talking about the pitiful, and deliberately skipping the hateful." ”

"Some people are simply indiscriminate in their compassion and compassion, and the 'hatefulness' is not inflicted on them, so they don't have so much pain, but like to point fingers, stand by and ask for tolerance. Chen Ping'an, what do you think is the root cause of the problem? You must know that many of the people I am talking about have read books and have a lot of knowledge, and there are still people who are masters of pure talk. Chen Ping'an, do you have any ideas? Say whatever you want, say whatever comes to mind. ”

Chen Ping'an wanted to speak again and again, and finally said: "I don't have anything to say." ”

Cui Qi couldn't care about Chen Ping'an's answer, and began to deduce silently, thinking about why the old man said this.

Lao Xiucai glanced at Li Baohua and Cui Yun left and right, and said slowly: "Right and wrong have people's hearts, and good and evil ask the king of Hades." Why do you say this? Because everyone's moral cultivation, upbringing, and vision experience will be different, and people's hearts fluctuate, how many people dare to claim that their conscience is the most upright and peaceful?"

So the Legalists took a shortcut and pulled the moral etiquette to the lowest line, here, only so high, can not be lower. ”

With that, the old man stretched out a hand and drew a line under the tabletop.

"Of course, these laws, as I said before, have the possibility of 'evil laws,' and I don't do them here, otherwise it would be difficult to finish them for three days and three nights. So in the final analysis, the law is dead, the human heart is alive, the law is not enforced, and it is so dead that it can no longer be dead, so it is still necessary to go up and solve it. ”

Speaking of this, Lao Xiucai stretched out his hand again and pointed to the roof.

The old man turned his head to look at Cui Yun, "Do you know why you asked that question at that time, and I answered it so quickly?"

Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned.

Cui Yun said indignantly: "Because you like and value Qi Jingchun more, I think that my Cui Yun's knowledge is all waste paper in the garbage basket, and if you want to rub it out and flatten it, you don't like dirty hands!"

The old man shook his head and said, "Because of your question, I have been thinking about it for many years before you. At that time, no matter how I deduced, there was only one conclusion: the embankment of thousands of miles was destroyed in the anthill, the flood was overflowing, and in the end it was out of control. Because not only does it treat the symptoms but not the root cause, but also on the premise that your foundation of learning is not solid enough, this study with excellent intentions will have big problems. Like a high-rise building, the higher you build, the more gorgeous it is, once the foundation is unstable, it will collapse when the wind blows, and it will hurt people more. ”

Cui Yun was stunned on the spot, but he was still a little unconvinced.

The old man sighed and said helplessly: "You must know that our Confucian Taoism has diseases, not perfect, so many rules, with the passage of the world, can not be once and for all, it is not easy. This is also normal, if the truth is the earliest people, the most correct and the best, what will the descendants do?

"The method given by the Holy Prophet is the most general and the most mellow, so it is mild and beneficial, and it is a beneficial and harmless food supplement, but the premise of food supplement is based on the fact that everyone eats the food of 'Confucianism', right?"

"But sometimes, just like a person, with the decay of physical functions, or the relationship between wind and sun, there will be times when you are sick, and dietary supplements can not have immediate results, and they cannot save lives. This requires medication. ”

"But the use of drugs is poisonous, and we need to be cautious. The ancient sages only dared to say which herbs were medicinal and which were poisonous. ”

Your junior brother Qi Jingchun has reminded you many times that you Cui Qi is too smart, your heart is higher than the sky, and you never like to do kung fu in low places, how can this work? If you are a child who fights and just wants to be a big sacrificial wine of the Academy Mountain Master School Palace, then the river you dug out, even if the embankment is actually full of holes, in the end, someone can save it. But once your knowledge becomes the mainstream in Confucianism and Taoism, and something goes wrong, who will save you? I? Or the holy teacher? Even if these people come to the rescue, how can you be sure that when the time comes, the saints of the two religions will not cause trouble? Will you not turn this vast world into a world that promotes the teachings of their two religions?"

Cui Yun was still unwilling to admit defeat.

Lao Xiucai was a little tired, "Although I thought of your knowledge earlier, but you immersed yourself in it, and then you went further than I thought." In the end, I also had some intentions, thinking that I could give it a try, so the real 'three or four battles' hidden under the table was in the two major dynasties of Middle-earth Divine Continent, each promoting 'ritual music' and 'merit', and then looking at the advantages and disadvantages of each victory and defeat after sixty years, of course, what the ending was, the world knows, I lost, so I had to imprison myself in the merit forest. ”

Cui Yun's face was full of incredulity, and when he suddenly stood up, "You liar!"

The old man said indifferently: "Forget again? ”

Cui Yun sat back on the stool in despair, and muttered, "How could you bet on this, how could I lose ......?"

Lao Xiucai turned his head to look at the courtyard, "Attention, don't take it seriously." ”

The tall woman replied lazily, "Got it." ”

Lao Xiucai took a big sip of wine and laughed at himself: "It's also a matter of borrowing wine to drown your sorrows, and it's even more so that wine is strong and intimidating." ”

Lao Xiucai put down the wine jug, straightened his clothes, and said slowly: "Lisheng is full of two words in our righteous world. Cui Yun, what is the explanation?"

Cui Yun simply replied subconsciously: "Order!"

After blurting out, Cui Yun was full of chagrin and regret.

The old man looked solemn and solemn, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, etiquette rules are order. The second sage in my Confucian Taoist system, Lisheng, what he pursues is an order, everything in the world is orderly, rules and regulations, these rules are all Lisheng worked hard from the side of the avenue, one horizontal and one vertical one by one 'snatched back', so that he built a self-deprecating 'broken thatched house' for the common people, the thatched house is very large, so big that almost all people spend their lives, the deepest part of learning, can not go to the wall, so big that all the cultivators' cultivation is high, can not touch the roof. So that's the freedom and stability of all beings. ”

Cui Yun sneered: "What about Qi Jingchun, his knowledge touched the roof, and Ah Liang, his cultivation hit the wall, what should I do at this time? What should these people do? These people who are proud of the heavens in the world, why can't they go out of their own way, open the door of the house built by the Holy Lord, and go to build a brand-new thatched house elsewhere?!"

Speaking of this, Cui Yun subconsciously stretched out his hand and pointed to the door of this room.

The young man in white was at this moment, his face was full of sharpness and momentum.

It can be seen that Cui Yun has involuntarily devoted himself to it, and it may even be not only the thoughts of the young Cui Yun, but also the subconscious of Cui Yun, the most complete in the depths of his soul.

The old man smiled and said, "Pursue the absolute freedom in your hearts?" Yes, but what are you sure that you will end up walking through that door, instead of smashing the wall with one punch and breaking the roof with one head?

Cui Yun laughed and said, "Old man, you yourself say that you are absolutely free, so why do you care about all this?!" Why do you decide that the new house we build after breaking down the old thatched hut will not be bigger and more stable than before?"

The old man smiled, "Oh, haven't you returned to the origin of my Great Dao? You Cui Yun haven't even broken my trap, and you still want to break the order of the Holy Rites?"

Cui Yun said angrily: "How is this the evil nature of human nature? Old man, you are talking nonsense!"

The old man said indifferently: "Don't ask me this question, I will open up to you, and take this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to ask you your own heart." ”

Cui Yun was stunned.

In the end, it seems that between heaven and earth, only Lao Xiucai and Chen Ping'an are left, one old and one young, sitting opposite each other.

The old man smiled and said: "Etiquette and sainthood should be orderly, everyone understands the rules, I hope everyone will talk about the rules, and then the wanderers who spread knowledge, when the travelers become the world, there will be the emperor's teacher, and then there will be the imperial examination, and the cold will be widely collected, and there will be no class, providing the possibility of carp jumping the dragon gate, and the cold door will no longer have a noble son." The rules are exhaustive, hard work, and the further back, people's hearts fluctuate, and the more thankless they are. Human nature is evil, and there are so many people in the world who put down their chopsticks and scold their mothers when they are full. ”

The old man looked up at the young man, "So I'm looking for two words now, order." ”

The old man said to himself, "I just want to sort out everything in the world in a clear order." For example, the crux of the problem lies in the fact that the Holy Rites have taught the world enough criteria for judging 'hateful' and 'pitiful', but the world does not know enough about a 'priority'. You didn't even know the 'hateful' and ran to care about the 'poor', how can you do it?"

Chen Ping'an nodded.

The old man smiled and asked, "If it sounds like it, isn't the word order far worse than the word order?"

Chen Ping'an's brows furrowed.

The old man laughed, and no matter how much the young man could figure it out, he enjoyed himself and took a sip of wine, "If these two words are placed in the broken thatched hut of Lisheng, of course, they can only be regarded as sewing and mending, and I will be a sewing and mending of morality and etiquette when I die, but if these two words are put into a more far-reaching and broad place, it will be amazing." ”

Chen Ping'an asked, "Where?"

The old man lifted the flask, placed it in the center of the table, then spread out his palm and wiped it heavily on the table, "In this way, the shabby thatched hut of the flask is just a resting place on the bank of the long river. But. ”

The old man paused for a moment and said with a smile: "What kind of situation is this long river of time, the key depends on the riverbed, although the two complement each other, but at the same time, there is indeed a 'promising law'. There are many sayings in the world that go down the river and go with the flow, so I wanted to give it a try. ”

Chen Ping'an asked: "Lisheng is to ask people to live in peace and stability within the rules, and sometimes, a small number of people have to be sacrificed...... Absolute freedom, sir, do you want everyone to follow your order, on the avenue you have drawn, to go forward?"

The old man smiled and added: "Don't think I'm pointing fingers, my order will not be overdone, just pay your efforts at the source of the avenue, and then the water will diverge, each entering the sea, or converging in the middle of the way, becoming a lake, or continuing to flow, it is all their own freedom." ”

The old man leaned forward, took out the wine jug, took a sip of wine, and asked with a smile: "Chen Ping'an, what do you think?" Would you like to be my disciple according to Qi Jingchun's arrangement?"

Chen Ping'an appeared for the second time and stopped talking.

The old man smiled and was amiable, and repeated again: "Just say what you think, don't care if it's right or wrong, there are no outsiders here." ”

The young man took a deep breath, straightened his waist, propped his fists on his knees, and said: "Because I haven't really read the book, what is the order of the Holy Master, I don't know, the order of the old man, I can't understand the essence of it." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Go on, be bold and say it." I've seen very bad people in the world, very bad things, and my temper has been sharpened very well. ”

Chen Ping'an's eyes became brighter and brighter, "In the town, I killed Cai Jinjian for myself, I went to fight with the mountain moving ape for my friend Liu Xianyang, and later promised Mr. Qi to escort Li Baohua and them to study, and then later, I promised the fairy sister to become a qi practitioner, these things, I did it very safely, nodded, just do it, I don't need to think about anything at all." ”

Chen Ping'an continued: "I said a lot before, old gentleman, I have been listening carefully, after thinking about some things, I think it makes sense, such as the hateful and pitiful place, I think it is very right, and the order cannot be wrong, so at that time I wanted to say, that wedding girl ghost, I wanted to kill her at the time, and now I want to kill her even more, I will definitely kill her in the future, I want to tell her, no matter how big the grievances are, it is not a reason for you to pass on your pain to innocent people, I want to tell her in person, you have your pity, but you deserve to die!"

This boy from Mud Bottle Lane, who has always given people a gentle temperament, is incomparable in sharpness at this moment.

Chen Ping'an's tone became more and more firm, and he said slowly: "But those things that I don't understand, and maybe I can't even think of such a far thing in my life, I won't get them into my own hands, because if I can't even do it myself, why do I have to promise others? Is it because I'm embarrassed? Because I don't promise to disappoint others? But the answer to the question is very simple, you promised, and you have never had the confidence to do it, if you can't do it in the future, won't others be even more disappointed?"

Lao Xiucai restrained his smile, his face was full of righteousness, and after thinking for a while, he lost his mind slightly, and habitually stretched out two fingers, like picking up a peanut from a dish.

In the small courtyard, the tall woman squinted and smiled.

Previously, she deliberately put on a resentful and sad posture, and the young man rejected herself differently?

If it's Ma Kuxuan or Xie Shi Cao Xi and the like?

For a girl who has been far away in the world and has only known each other for a month, to take the risk of annoying a sword spirit who has survived for 10,000 years and needs to rely on each other for his life in the future?

Is this a trifle?

It's the little things.

But it's definitely not a small matter.

The battle of the avenue, the years are long, and some subtle questions are too terrifying, this is the most unpredictable and sinister place.

Whenever a Qi practitioner's cultivation is higher and closer to the sky, the flaws in his state of mind will be infinitely magnified, for example, if it is a little flaw of the Dao Ancestor, but the size of a mustard seed, once it is turned into a real image, I am afraid that the gap in the Yellow River Cave Heaven will be even greater if it is pierced by a sword.

For example, in that seemingly trivial period of time, if it was the child in Mud Bottle Lane, at the beginning, under the "goodwill" invitation of the vendor, the child chose the string of sugar gourds that did not cost money, took it, ate happily, and then jumped back to the ancestral house of Mud Bottle Lane, the sugar gourd ate cleanly, and the bamboo sticks were thrown away, it seemed that nothing happened, but did nothing really happen?

Can the young Chen Ping'an still have today's chance?

Inside the house, Chen Ping'an looked at the old man, "Even if Mr. Qi wants me to do it, as long as I don't think I can do it, I will still not agree." Just like there are some things that I think about seriously and think are still wrong, then even if someone has a knife on my neck, I will tell them that no matter who he is, it is wrong. ”

The boy's tone was steady.

Chen Ping'an finally said: "I am not the kind of person who can go far in a discipline. Reading and literacy for me is a very simple thing, that is, to be able to write Spring Festival couplets by myself, post them at the door of my home, and I can write tombstones for my parents in the future, at most I can read out some principles of life, and there are absolutely not too many ideas. So, old man, I won't be your disciple. ”

Cui Yun's face was pale and sweaty when he heard this.

Even Li Baohua felt that things were not good, and secretly picked up the seal from the table, ready to shoot people with it, as for the villain Cui Yun, or Mr. 's husband, she didn't care, the little uncle was the biggest in the world.

The old man just asked with a pleasant face, "Is this what you think now, right? If you think that you were wrong in the future, will you change your mind and turn around and beg me to accept you as a disciple?"

Chen Ping'an said without hesitation: "Of course, but if you are not willing to accept me as a student at that time, I will not force it, regret it, probably there will be, but it will definitely not be much." ”

The old man looked strange, "I am a dignified saint, a saint who used to be at the top of the Confucian Confucian Temple, and wants to accept you as a closed disciple, what a blessing, a good thing and a great opportunity, suddenly smashed on your head, isn't it right to quickly put it away and settle down first? ”

Chen Ping'an suddenly said, "There are some things that go against your will, don't go out even a step." ”

The old man sighed, "Since the time has not come, I will not be strong." ”

The old man turned to smile, "I can't be a master and apprentice, my old guy is very disappointed, but presumably Qi Jingchun is not disappointed at all, such Chen Ping'an is very strong, like Qi Jingchun when he was a teenager, I'm afraid this is the reason why he was willing to return the favor to you in the alley." ”

Chen Ping'an listened inexplicably.

Lao Xiucai had already slowly got up and looked at the three children, "It's a good thing to sit and talk." ”

Lao Xiucai smiled: "But don't forget, it's more important to get up and act, otherwise all moral articles will have no place to stand." ”

Lao Xiucai suddenly began to enjoy himself, smiled, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and walked out of the house, and said: "The old gentleman sat down and discussed, and the young man got up and acted, good, great good!"

Li Baohua said angrily: "Only the young man, what about me?!"

The old man opened the door of the house and said with a hearty smile: "Yes, yes, yes, there is also the little girl Li Bao Vase of Aquarius!"

Chen Ping'an thought to himself: "Sit down and talk about the Tao and do it." That's a good thing, and I've got to write it down. ”

The young man Cui Yun sat in place in a daze, suddenly struck a spirit, and after coming back to his senses, he suddenly got up and said to Chen Ping'an: "Sir!"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Why are you still here?"

Cui Yun joked with a hippie smile: "Mr. wanted to kill me before, did he not want to pay back the money? ”

Chen Ping'an said calmly: "If you are killed by me tonight, as long as I Chen Ping'an has silver in the future, I will definitely help you build a tomb worth two thousand taels of silver." ”

Cui Yun's face was embarrassed, and finally he only held back one sentence, "I thank you." ”

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