Although Ningfu is not in Taixiang Street and Xuanhu Street, the mansion is really not small.

Chen Ping'an helped the three of them choose three mansions, Cao Qinglang is a qi practitioner, so the position is the most exquisite, the aura cannot be light, but there is a must not be too heavy sword qi, otherwise Cao Qinglang, as a monk who is the bottleneck of the cave realm and is about to enter the sea viewing realm, happens to be the most reluctant to be in the Great Wall of sword qi in the foreign country. Fortunately, Chen Ping'an knows everything about Ning Mansion, where Cao Qinglang and the three of them should live, and what are the subtle considerations and big details, these things, Ning Yao let Chen Ping'an make a decision, there is no need for Ning Yao, who is the owner of Ning Mansion, to say, and there is no need for Chen Ping'an, who is half an outsider for the time being, to ask.

Pei Qian is like a little yellow finch, making up his mind to hover around Shi Niang.

Chen Ping'an was worried that Pei Qian would delay Ning Yao's retreat at first, but Ning Yao came and said, when is it not a retreat on the path of cultivation. Chen Ping'an had nothing to say, so Ning Yao took Pei Qian to see the secret vault used by Ning Mansion to treasure the magic weapons of the immortal family and the artifacts on the mountain, saying that she wanted to give Pei Qian a meeting gift, and Pei Qian could choose it at will, and then she Ning Yao chose another one as a gift for the gift she received at the gate before.

Chong Qiu and Chen Ping'an asked about the rules and taboos of the Ning Mansion, and then he went to the Pavilion of the Dragon Cliff alone.

Cao Qinglang put the package in his house and saluted, followed Chen Ping'an to the small mansion, Chen Ping'an walked on the road, clasped his hands in his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Originally, I wanted you and Pei Qian to live on my side, remember the three of us, when we first met, right? But you are now at the critical juncture of cultivation, and cultivation is still the most important." ”

Cao Qinglang smiled and nodded, "Sir, in fact, from that moment on, I was very afraid of Pei Qian, but I was afraid that Mr. would look down on me, so I tried my best to pretend that I was not afraid of Pei Qian, but deep down, I admired Pei Qian, and I always felt that if I were her, I would not be able to survive in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom." However, there were many things that I didn't understand about Pei Qian at that time, and I really didn't like it at that time. But how dare I talk to Pei Qian, Mr. may not know, when Mr. went out that year, Pei Qian told me a lot of beautiful deeds of her walking in the rivers and lakes, and of course I could hear the implication. ”

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "When I was not in your ancestral house, did Pei Qian secretly beat you?"

Cao Qinglang nodded vigorously, but did not say details.

Chen Ping'an didn't ask more questions.

Chen Ping'an can completely imagine how he got along with Pei Qian when he was not in the ancestral house of Cao Qinglang's Alley.

Of course, when the three of them get along, Chen Ping'an will also do something that Cao Qinglang and Pei Qian would not intentionally think about back then, it may be words, it may be a trivial matter.

But many things can really only be faced by Cao Qinglang himself, from the life and death of the elders, to the trivial words that poke the backbone, hidden in the gap between eating melon seeds, hidden in the casual chatter on the small bench, hidden in the big pile of meals on the neighbors' tables.

In fact, the child Cao Qinglang relied on a boiling word to boil out the clouds and the moon, and the night went from day to day.

At that time, Cao Qinglang really couldn't beat Pei Qian, and he didn't even dare to fight back. The key is that at that time, Pei Qian was not only stingy, but also hid a momentum like a bandit, with one foot and an ant nest, and a slap of a mosquito, fly and insect, Cao Qinglang was not afraid. Especially once when Pei Qian held a small bench and stared at him in a daze, but he didn't say half a word of cruelty, Cao Qinglang, who was still a thin child at the time, was really afraid, so that many times when Chen Ping'an was not in the house, Cao Qinglang could only be driven to the door by Pei Qian as a door god.

A lonely child sat sullenly on the steps, but did not dare to stay in his own house, the child could only look at the corner of the alley, waiting for the white clothes with a sword on his back and a vermilion wine gourd around his waist Chen Gongzi to go home, as long as he arrived in the alley and saw the figure, Cao Qinglang could finally go home, and he couldn't say anything, let alone sue.

Because Pei Qian is really smart, that kind of smartness is something that Cao Qinglang of her age couldn't imagine at the time, she reminded Cao Qinglang at the beginning, you are still a thing with a handle without your father, if you dare to sue, if you sue once, I will beat you once, even if I am driven out by that bastard who dies rich but doesn't give people flowers, I will climb over the wall in the middle of the night and come here, smash your pots and pans, can you stop it? That guy pretends to be a good person and helps you, can he stop it for a day or two, and can it stop it for a year or two? Who is he, who are you, and who is he going to live here forever? Besides, what kind of temper he is, I know more than you idiot, no matter what I do, he will never kill me, so you know a little better, otherwise you have a grudge against me, I can pester you for several years, every time the New Year is celebrated in the future, your family will be extinct anyway, and the door god Spring Festival couplets can't afford it, I will steal your bucket to fill other people's feces and urine, smear your door, every day when I pass by your house, I will carry a big bag of stones, I want to see if you spend money to repair the window paper faster, or I pick up stones faster.

The most difficult thing about Pei Qian that Cao Qinglang was not these straightforward threats, not the most ugly and scary words that Pei Qian thought were the most terrifying, but the other words that Pei Qian smiled and grinned lightly.

"Your family is so poor that the rice jar is cleaner than the bed, the only use of your mourning star is to get out of the door and be a door god, do you know how much copper money is needed for two door gods, you can't afford to sell it." If you look at other people's homes, the days are getting more and more people, the more money there is, your family is good, people are dead, and there is not much money left? If you want me to see, didn't your father go to the streets to sell things back then? Isn't there a lot of kilns on the side of Zhuangyuan Lane, not far from here, and your father's money is just spent on touching the little hands of those girls. ”

"Where's the melon seeds, it's gone?!Believe it or not, I'll smash all your jars of melon seeds? Tear up all your broken books? Wait for the guy surnamed Chen to return to this place, you kneel on the ground and cry hard, he has a lot of money, what's wrong with buying you some melon seeds, the guest house still costs money, you are stupid, he is bad, you are not a good thing, no wonder you can make a bunch. It took me eight lifetimes of bad luck to meet you both. ”

"Cao Qinglang, do you really think that guy likes you, people just pity you, alas, he and I are the same kind of people, do you know what kind of people we are? Just like I wandered on the street, I saw a bird cub on the ground that fell from a bird's nest in a tree, I really pity it, and then I went to find a stone, and when the stone went down, I shot it to death at once, so that it suffered less, is it reasonable? So am I a good person? Do you think I am staying at your house? I'm protecting you, maybe one day you'll be beaten to death by him, with me, he doesn't dare, you can't thank me?"

"Why are you sad every day, aren't you just a pair of fathers and mothers? What's wrong, another pair died? Alas, forget it, anyway, you're sorry for your father and mother who died first, I'm sorry for the name given to you, replace it with my father and your mother, what is the first seven souls, what is the Qingming Festival in the Yuan Festival, as long as I see you, I will definitely be angry to death again, Cao Qinglang, I think you are dead, forget it, if you die early, run faster, maybe you can keep up with your father, but remember to die far, don't find that guy, he has money, but the most angry, even a broken straw mat is reluctant to help you buy it, anyway, this house will belong to me in the future。 ”

Cao Qinglang took the initiative to fight with Pei Qian twice, once for his father, and once for Chen Gongzi, who had not come back for a long time, of course, how could Cao Qinglang be Pei Qian's opponent, Pei Qian was used to seeing others fighting, and he was also used to being beaten by others, dealing with a Cao Qinglang who didn't even dare to be ruthless, Pei Qian was very tired of coping, but she was just tired in her heart, and her strength was not small, so Cao Qinglang didn't end up very well twice.

Chen Ping'an took Cao Qinglang, who was no longer the thin child in the alley, and walked into the left-hand wing room with two tables. "Bookkeeping", student Cao Qinglang, disciple Pei Qian, naturally the latter learn more.

Chen Ping'an has never spoken to anyone.

In his heart, Cao Qinglang just has a life experience like himself, temperament, in fact, it looks a little similar, and there are indeed many similarities, but in fact it is not.

It was a strange feeling.

However, when Chen Ping'an left the lotus blessed land, he most hoped to leave with Cao Qinglang, even if he couldn't do it, he still missed the alley kid in his heart, and sincerely hoped that Cao Qinglang would be able to become a reading seed in the future, be able to wear a Confucian shirt, become a real reader, and become a reader like Mr. Qi. I will regret that I left too quickly, and I am worried that I will teach wrong, Cao Qinglang is too young, many things are right for Chen Ping'an, but it is not right for this child. So before the lotus flower blessed land was divided into four and Chen Ping'an occupied one of them, Chen Ping'an had been worried about Cao Qinglang so much that in the inn on the border of the Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou, Pei Qian asked him that question, and Chen Ping'an said yes without hesitation, admitting that he didn't want to take Pei Qian by his side at all. If he could, he would only take Cao Qinglang to leave his hometown and come to his Chen Ping'an's hometown.

As the saying goes, mud bodhisattvas also have fire.

But in Chen Ping'an, it is not common after all, especially when a child as old as Pei Qian was really angry, and it was only once in Chen Ping'an's life.

Zhao Shuxia is most like himself when he learns boxing, but in Zhao Shuxia, Chen Ping'an is more, and he sees his best friend, Liu Xianyang. When they met for the first time, how did Zhao Shuxia protect Luan Luan, so in the town, he became an acquaintance, a friend, and then a best friend in this life for so many years, Liu Xianyang was how to protect Chen Ping'an.

What is really more like him Chen Ping'an is actually Pei Qian's cowardly eyes that secretly look at the world, Sui Jingcheng's guessing and gambling hearts, and now there is a young man with the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and it is also like, it is not Zhang Jiazhen who is already helping in the wine shop, but a poor boy named Jiang Qu in Lisa Lane. In the streets and alleys over there, every time Chen Ping'an was a storyteller, the young man spoke the least, and every time he squatted in the farthest place, but on the contrary, he thought the most and learned boxing the most attentively, so he learned the most boxing.

Every time Jiang Qu squatted over there, he seemed to listen attentively to the storyteller's landscape stories, but the young man's eyes, face, and slight words from the people he knew around him were full of a vague utilitarian heart.

Chen Ping'an didn't have the slightest disgust, but was a little sentimental.

No one knows why Wei Yan said two or three things about Ah Liang in front of the Luoluo Mangosteen Tower.

Why did the young Chen Ping'an burst into tears, and why did he hide an unspeakable shame, regret, and helplessness in his heart, which was an emotion that Wei Yan did not know at that time.

Almost everyone felt that it was Chen Ping'an's first time going on a long trip, and he was escorting Li Baohua and them to study at the Great Sui Academy, and it was Chen Ping'an who did his best to protect them. As a result, Chen Ping'an seems to have really failed to do better, and no one can criticize anyone else.

But when the straw sandals boy met Ah Liang for the first time, it was actually another big test in Chen Ping'an's life, quietly, and he was tug-of-war in his heart.

Chen Ping'an hopes that in the eyes of the man who claims to be a swordsman, he is the person entrusted by Mr. Qi with hope, and Chen Ping'an hopes that if an accident appears, he can guarantee that he is not wrong. Therefore, Chen Ping'an has been trying to guess what Ah Liang thinks and thinks, to put himself in the shoes of a worldly master who was born out of nowhere, what he likes and what he doesn't like, and to guess what kind of junior and a teenager will like this saber but claims to be a swordsman and Mr. Qi's friend, even if he doesn't like it and looks down on him, he must not make the other party feel disgusted. So at that time, Chen Ping'an's words and deeds, every move, were intentional, and he thought a lot.

Even if Chen Ping'an's original intention was to let himself successfully escort the vase and them to the academy safely, it was the eccentric man who led the donkey and wore a bamboo knife, and he would not cause the slightest harm to the vase, but looking back on that period of his life afterwards, Chen Ping'an would be sad once he thought about it, and he often wanted to drink once.

The road of life has been walked, but it has really passed, it is not the hometown, and there is no return.

Look back once in a while and see how you can not drink.

Today's Great Wall of Sword Qi is cautious of Jiang Go, how similar is it to Chen Ping'an, who was thinking about the mountains and rivers back then.

Cao Qinglang moved softly, looked at some engraved seals and fan faces, and suddenly found that his husband was just sitting at the next table, silent and stunned.

Cao Qinglang didn't dare to disturb Mr. Thinking about things, so he took out the small carving knife with an antique atmosphere and a sharp blade, and gently placed it on the table.

He didn't know why Mr. wanted to give this thing to himself, Cao Qinglang certainly didn't think that the carving knife was an ordinary material, so he wouldn't cherish it, on the contrary, the more "worthless" the gift that Mr. temporarily came up with, the more worthy it was to treasure himself.

Chen Ping'an stood up and said with a smile: "I thought about some of the previous things. ”

Cao Qinglang had also gotten up.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand and pressed it falsely, "You don't need to be so red tape in the future, be more comfortable." ”

Cao Qinglang smiled and nodded, but he still waited until Mr. sat down at the table before sitting down.

Chen Ping'an clasped his hands in his sleeves, leaned forward, looked at the small carving knife on the table, and said with a smile: "This carving knife was the first time I left my hometown to go far away and bought the jade seal in a shop in the capital of Dasui, and the shopkeeper gave it as a gift." I still remember those bamboo slips I gave you earlier, they are all carved out of this small carving knife word by word, the thing itself is not valuable, but it is a very meaningful object in my life. ”

Cao Qinglang stood up, took a few steps back, and saluted.

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "There is some meaning, it is just some meaning, you don't have to be so solemn, there are more meaningful objects to me, most of them are not valuable, but you care so much, then I still have a lot of straw sandals, do you want to give you a pair, you bow once, who loses and who earns? It seems that both sides only have a loss, and the student does not earn anything, so don't do it." ”

Cao Qinglang shook his head and smiled: "Sir, even if the straw sandals are enough, I can knit them myself, maybe it is better than the master's craftsmanship." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Speaking of knowledge and practice, I, Mr. Half-hanger, may not be as good as you, but the matter of weaving straw shoes, Mr. has traveled all over the world, and he rarely meets opponents." ”

Cao Qinglang smiled slightly.

Chen Ping'an joked: "According to the statement of Li Junjing, the previous owner of the Wind Thunder Garden, if weaving straw shoes is also a way to repair the avenue, then you are also a fledgling Lower Five Realms, and I don't know what kind of scenery the Upper Five Realms of weaving straw shoes is." ”

Cao Qinglang nodded and said, "Mr. said yes." ”

Chen Ping'an was speechless, and then thought about it, now what kind of atmosphere does his family lack in Luoluo Mountain, there is no shortage of grass on the wall, and there is no shortage of sycophants in the Flying Ascension Realm, all of them are for their own founding disciples and Zhu Yong, and they don't know where to go, so that even Guo Zhujiu, who is half a disciple, is also a fellow Taoist like Pei Qian, so he lacks Cao Qinglang's backbone.

So Chen Ping'an smiled very happily. I finally accepted a good normal student.

Cao Qinglang was a little uncomfortable, reaching out and picking up a bamboo fan with a fan inscription and a fan bone also engraved.

The inscription on the fan surface is naturally significant, and it is known to the eye, but what Cao Qinglang really likes, is a line of mosquitoes and flies on the side of the big fan bone, like a child who hides and hides, and does not dare to see people, the words are written very small and very small, and the person who buys the fan is a little careless, and one does not pay attention, so he made a bamboo fan with only a fan but no inscription, a few months and a few years, in this life, I don't know.

Cao Qinglang closed the folding fan, held it in the palm of his hand, stared at the line of words, looked up and smiled: "No wonder Mr. loves to drink." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled.

Inscription on bamboo.

The world has a big dream, drinking is not afraid of getting drunk, not drunk is a dream person.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "If you like it, I'll give it to you." ”

Cao Qinglang shook his head and smiled: "Don't delay Mr. to make money." ”

Chen Ping'an picked up another fan casually, fanned the breeze, and said with a smile: "Your husband is not that kind of person." ”

Cao Qinglang asked, "Sir, then let's engrave the script for Su Zhang together?"

Chen Ping'an immediately put down the folding fan and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Cao Qinglang couldn't help but laugh, twisted the snow-white stone seal in the photo at a glance, held the carving knife, and then hesitated, so he had to ask softly: "Sir, the engraving and writing are very different, I haven't done this before, if it's the first time, the carving is bad, wouldn't it be a waste of a seal?"

Chen Ping'an's mind moved slightly, and the flying sword fifteen swept out of the hole, which was held in his hand, and said with an indifferent face: "The seal material is just an ordinary thing of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, a kind of stone picked up casually all over the mountains, not to mention money or not, but if you really mind, then the engraving will be slower, and the hand will be slow and the heart will be quick and wrong." What's more, the sword cultivation on this side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is easy to talk about, and it doesn't pay much attention to the subtle flaws of the font itself, as long as the meaning of the inscription is there, it will definitely be sold. ”

Chen Ping'an held the "carving knife" fifteen in one hand and the seal in the other, planning to send Cao Qinglang and Pei Qian to each side, thinking about the content of the inscription, and did not engrave it for a long time.

So on the contrary, it was Cao Qinglang, who engraved the chapter for the first time but already had a draft, took the lead in "putting pen to paper", and after writing the first word, Cao Qinglang took a deep breath, took a short rest, and looked up, Mr. was still pondering over there.

Cao Qinglang lowered his head and continued to bow his head to engrave.

There is a saying that after returning with Pei Qian, he has been holding it in Cao Qinglang's heart for a long time, but the young man doesn't plan to tell his husband, otherwise he will be suspected of complaining, and he will be talking about right and wrong behind his back.

"If you don't know how bad Pei Qian was in the past, you won't know how good Pei Qian is now. ”

Regarding Pei Qian after a long absence, even if he only talked about his height, why was there such a big difference with his imagination, in fact, at the corner of the streets and alleys of Fudi's hometown at that time, the young man with an umbrella who was already personable was very surprised.

Later, when they met again, Cao Qinglang was even more puzzled.

It wasn't until he followed Pei Qian to that trip to the Xinxiang Temple that Cao Qinglang slightly solved his doubts, and then came to Luoluo Mountain, his doubts gradually decreased, and he began to gradually adapt to Pei Qian's unchanged and change, as for now, although he still hasn't fully figured out the reason, at least Cao Qinglang will not be like he was at the beginning, he will mistakenly think that Pei Qian has occupied the skin for the cultivators, or replaced a part of the soul, otherwise why would Pei Qian's temperament change so drastically?

It's like going from one extreme to the other.

The young man is careful and thoughtful, in fact, even if he travels all the way after leaving Luoluo Mountain, he still has some worries.

Then there was the lecture between the master and the disciple above the city.

This completely reassured the boy.

Cao Qinglang held his breath again and continued to engrave.

Unconsciously, the orphan in the alley back then was already a Confucian boy who was self-styled.

Cao Qinglang plans to give this seal to his husband.

Chen Ping'an still didn't think about what to engrave, so he had to put down the Su Zhang in his hand, put away the fifteenth return of the flying sword, and turned to pick up the pen and write the fan.

Cao Qinglang raised his head and looked at Chen Ping'an, but did not retract his gaze for a long time.

Chen Ping'an didn't look up, but he noticed the strange appearance of the young man, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Wrong carving? Then change a seal and start all over again, it's just the wrong seal before, if you want to, put it away, don't lose it." ”

"There was no mistake. ”

Cao Qinglang shook his head, was silent for a long time, and muttered, "I am lucky to meet Mr. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled dumbly, still didn't look up, thought about it, nodded to himself, and said, "Mr. is also very happy to meet the students." ”

Cao Qinglang continued to engraving.

Chen Ping'an finished writing the fan, turned his head and asked, "What words are engraved?"

Cao Qinglang hurriedly raised his hand to cover the seal, "It hasn't been carved yet, Mr. will know later." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled, this student is not the same as the founding disciple who must be busy slapping horses at the moment.

Cao Qinglang sits upright, looks focused, meticulous in lettering, and is very stable and idle.

Write the seal with the carving knife given by Mr., and give the seal in the hand of Mr. on the occasion of parting next time.

Cao Qinglang had not finished carving, closed his eyes halfway, and a beautiful picture that he had imagined for a long time appeared in his mind, and what he thought in his heart was what he wrote in his hand.

"Mr. sits alone, turning the book in the spring breeze. ”