Although there is no need to go to relatives, it is not a matter to stay in the deserted and lonely mountain for the New Year, so Chen Ping'an took the two little guys out of the mountains and returned to the bustling town.

Approaching the alley, the boy in Tsing Yi complained: "Master, if I go to Mud Bottle Lane this time, I will bump into a fierce god on the way, it is the kind that can kill me with a fist, if it is not for my cruel words, I will really not go down the mountain to the old house in the future! ”

As a result, as soon as she walked to the mouth of Mud Bottle Lane, Chen Ping'an saw a familiar figure, slender and graceful, like a tender wicker in the spring breeze, she was holding a bucket in both hands, it should be the return of the well on the side of Xinghua Lane just now, it was a little difficult, and she simply fell down the bucket, and then the girl bent over there and gasped, and the bucket fell heavily to the ground, splashing a lot of water, but the girl didn't care about this flaw at all.

Song Jixin's maidservant, Zhigui, or Wang Zhu.

Just about whose handmaid he became, whether he was or his next-door neighbor Song Jixin, Chen Ping'an did not complain about the girl, because the book said that good birds choose trees to perch.

On that snowy night, the girl lay dying in the snow, and with all her last strength, she reached out and gently knocked on the door.

Whether to save people or not is Chen Ping'an's own business. Whether others know how to repay is someone else's business.

It's just that the reunion again is much faster than expected, and Chen Ping'an has mixed feelings.

Zhigui also saw Chen Ping'an, wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and looked at Chen Ping'an, straw sandals are still straw sandals, but the hairpin is pinned to the bun, and he seems to be a little taller, no longer walking around alone, but with two more small oil bottles around him.

The girl didn't speak.

Chen Ping'an was just about to say hello, when he found that the boy in Tsing Yi grabbed his arm and no longer let him go forward, not only him, but the girl in the pink skirt was hiding behind him, clutching his sleeve, the two little guys chattered their teeth together, and they didn't dare to breathe.

It's like a timid mortal who is most afraid of ghosts in his life, and then he really sees ghosts in the daytime.

The boy in Tsing Yi felt remorse in his heart, and he couldn't wait to give himself a big mouth and let you have a crow mouth!

The girl in the pink skirt whispered behind Chen Ping'an: "Master, I'm afraid, more afraid than death." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed, "Then you go to other places in the town, such as our shop on the side of Qilong Lane, you help watch some business, and I'll look for you when I come back." ”

The two little ones ran away as if they had been granted amnesty.

Chen Ping'an walked to Mud Bottle Lane alone, like the same scene for so many years, the boy helped the girl pick up the bucket and walked into the alley together.

Zhigui asked, "Those two guys, are you the new scholar maid?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Do you think I look like a master? ”

Achi-kyu sighed.

When passing by the ancestral house of the Cao family, the courtyard door was wide open, the old Cao Xi squatted at the door and ate melon seeds, and the young Cao Jun squatted on the wall, still eating melon seeds.

Obviously, let's watch the excitement together.

Cao Xi smiled and said: "Grandma, this is your little lover? ”

Cao Jun, who likes to squint at people, still smiled, hung the pair of long and short swords around his waist, and nodded: "Envious, envious." ”

Zhigui snorted coldly: "The upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked! No wonder the ancestral house will collapse." ”

The land sword immortal of the dignified Nan Po Saozhou, half of the master of a Zhenhai Tower, Cao Xi was not annoyed at all, but smiled even more, "My aunt and grandmother have taught me the right lesson, but I don't know why after so many years, why don't we have any incense villains in our old Cao family, it stands to reason that I am in Po Sazhou and are thriving, how can this side be the scene of the lintel shining and shining at night, why did you fall into such a field in the middle of the road?"

Zhigui didn't stop, turned his head to look at Cao Xi, and smiled innocently, "Heaven is still forgivable, and you can't live if you do it, is it possible that someone has eaten your family's incense villain, besides, the town's magic is forbidden, and if you want to rely on the family ancestral shade to raise an incense villain, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, maybe your Cao family has never had an incense villain." Right?"

Cao Xi laughed, "It makes sense, it makes sense." Auntie and grandmother walk slowly, the alley is dilapidated, be careful not to stumble. ”

Zhigui turned his back to the old bastard, and his face was gloomy.

From beginning to end, Chen Ping'an didn't say a word.

Cao Jun smiled and asked, "Old Cao, what's the matter? On the side of Po Sazhou, with your achievements, the number of incense villains can be piled up on the lintel and plaque to fight, right?"

Cao Xi said disapprovingly: "It's one thing that it is difficult for Lizhu Cave to produce incense villains, she didn't lie, but with the achievements of me and Xie Shi, there should still be one or two left, such as the Xie family in Taoye Lane, it is by relying on a pair of incense villains to maintain the family style for hundreds of years, and they can barely keep the heirs of incense, otherwise they would have been the same as our broken house, and everyone would have died." ”

Cao Jun sighed: "Did you toss that girl? Then you are still so kind? You don't want to sleep with her, do you?"

A fiery red fox jumped from the roof to Cao Jun's head, and said with a smile: "Sleep with her?" Lao Cao has the guts, that girl is now a high-profile existence, give Lao Cao a higher realm, he doesn't dare to be careless about her, at most he just spends a few times on his mouth, and the head of the silver gun wax rod is useless." ”

Cao Xi turned his head and said with a smile: "Go away, the smell of fox is all in my body, which prevents me from breathing the breath of my hometown to my heart's content." ”

The fox standing on top of Cao Jun's head stretched out a paw and pointed to the soles of his feet, and did not forget to stomp his feet vigorously, "Come on, come on, have the ability to sacrifice the natal sword on your wrist and cut it to me, Cao Xi, if you don't cut it, you are my grandson." You just have to cut to death, if I dodge, I will be your granddaughter!"

Cao Jun shook his head, didn't throw the fox out, and said helplessly: "You two are angry, can you not bother me." To be fair, Lao Cao is just marrying a beautiful concubine in the thirty-eighth room, if you really can't bear this bad breath, you just peel her skin to be your new clothes, you don't do this kind of thing less, you are more familiar with the way, why do you want to be angry with me. ”

The fiery fox sneered: "The old bastard likes big hips and round hips, and he hasn't grown up for so many years, it's really disgusting." ”

Cao Xi sat on the threshold again, swallowing melon seeds, "It's hard to buy a thousand dollars, I like it." Oh yes, Sao Niang, please eat melon seeds for the New Year. ”

Bang.

The fiery red fox shattered above Cao Jun's head, and then appeared on the roof, only to explode again in an instant, and so on, from the roof of the Cao family's old house to the house next door, all the way out, until it left Mud Bottle Alley, the fiery red fox did not suffer, a pair of eyes were dim, gritted its teeth and sat cross-legged on a warped eaves, it began to breathe and breathe.

Cao Xi was already out of melon seeds, clapped his hands and stood up, walked back to the courtyard, and instructed Cao Jun: "Don't be frizzy in the near future, the Dali Dynasty is now a battleground for battle, and it is not as simple as you think." ”

Cao Jun said lazily: "Got it." ”

"'Know, Know, Know'?"

Cao Xi chewed on the words, and finally sneered: "These three words, how can you be qualified to say them." ”

Cao Jun cynically said: "I know." ”

Cao Xi strode into the house and said hatefully, "The waste of the Nine Realms!"

Cao Jun's expression was calm.

Chen Ping'an arrived in front of the courtyard next door, handed the bucket back to the girl, and asked casually, "Song Jixin didn't come back?"

She replied, "What about my cage of hens and chicks?"

Chen Ping'an said blankly: "I don't know." ”

The girl looked at the young man carefully, she suddenly smiled, and no longer asked the bottom of the matter, but she stretched out two fingers and gestured, "Now Song Mu is so much taller than you." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed, then turned around and walked back to his yard.

Chen Ping'an had just unlocked and entered the courtyard, and when he saw the inverted word "Fu" above the door of his house, he disappeared, and he was furious, and walked directly to the courtyard wall without saying a word, "Zhigui, where is the word Fu for my family?!"

Then he laughed angrily, and it turned out that the word Fu was pasted on the door of the next room.

This thief is really daring.

The girl put the bucket on the side of the stove, Shanshan walked out, and said with an innocent face: "I don't know." ”

is exactly the same as the answer Chen Ping'an gave before.

Chen Ping'an said angrily: "Give it back to me!"

Zhigui opened his eyes wide, "Then I deliberately left the wooden figure in the stove room, you obviously moved, I didn't say anything to you." ”

Chen Ping'an was dumbfounded, and he was indeed a little unreasonable.

Zhigui suddenly asked, "Qi Jing...... Mr. Qi's school, have you posted Spring Festival couplets?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned, nodded and said, "It's pasted, the Spring Festival couplets and the word Fu have not fallen." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't want to continue to entangle with her, so he went directly to the house and took out the only remaining blessing word, and set up a ladder by himself and pasted a new blessing.

The girl stood on the side of the courtyard wall and reminded, "It's crooked." ”

Chen Ping'an was unmoved, and gently tamped the red paper and paste with his fingers.

The girl said anxiously: "Really, what are you lying to." You Chen Ping'an, why don't you know what to do, if the word Fu is crooked, it is unlucky. ”

Chen Ping'an walked down the ladder and looked up to make sure it was not crooked.

The girl still chattered: "It's really crooked, I don't believe that if you let Cao Xi and others in cultivation come to see it, you will know that I didn't lie to you, you are mortal with the naked eye, no matter how good your eyesight is, it is not as good as ours." ”

Chen Ping'an walked into the room and slammed the door shut.

After about a stick of incense, the young man tiptoed open the door, quietly stepped over the threshold, and stared at the word Fu with wide eyes.

It's not crooked.

Child-gyu opened the crack in the door out of nowhere, poked his head out, and said with a straight face, "It's really crooked." ”

Chen Ping'an was a little aggrieved, took a bench and basked in the sun at the door, and after a while, began to practice drawing blanks.

Ji Gui stood on the side of the courtyard wall, looked at the young man who no longer burned porcelain, looked at it for a while, felt a little bored, and went back to his room to sleep.

She lay on the bed and swallowed her saliva, in the lintel of the Cao family's ancestral house, only an incense villain was born, very high-quality, golden, only a little flaw was golden, but it was a pity that it was not enough for her to stuff her teeth.

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Next door, Chen Ping'an skillfully practiced blank drawing, and his heart was as calm as water.

When resting, Chen Ping'an began to plan his future, Baoqi Mountain, Caiyun Peak and Xiancao Mountain are all near Ruan Qiong's mountain, because according to the agreement, it would have been leased to Ruan Qiong for free, and it was equivalent to helping Ruan Qiong occupy the largest vast territory in the west, and Ruan Qiong needed to help Chen Ping'an take care of the five mountains, so as not to let Chen Ping'an have a life and no money to spend money, for this matter, Chen Ping'an was grateful to Ruan Qiong.

Zhenzhu Mountain doesn't talk about it, such a big place, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, not to mention creating a cave blessed land, and if you die, you will build a thatched house on it, and it is estimated that only Chen Ping'an is willing to squander a gold and copper coin.

But the management of Luoluo Mountain really needs to be attentive.

The bamboo building is unusual, Chen Ping'an knows it. Luoluo Mountain has a mountain temple to help sit in the landscape, it is a real treasure of feng shui, and there is a black snake who is determined to go to the river into a Jiao, which plays the role of taking care of the family, and now there are two more little guys of the dragon's genus, so he will think of exchanging silver with ordinary snake gallstones and Tsing Yi children, not to mention making Luoluo Mountain a cornucopia, so that in the future, there is a little hope of supplementing the family.

Chen Ping'an loves money because he knows that it is not easy to make money since he was a child, and it does not mean that after Chen Ping'an has money, he will cover his money bag to death.

Swords, you have to practice, but until you determine how you should practice swords, it's useless to be in a hurry.

Of course, Shaking Mountain Boxing must continue to practice hard, after all, it is still early to say a million punches.

The matter of drawing talismans, because it is equivalent to another way of martial arts practice, the former focuses on physical forging, and the latter tends to the internal refining of the qi fu acupoint, the two sides do not conflict, but it is a good thing that complements each other, Chen Ping'an is nothing more than a part of the time to walk the pile and set up the pile, allocated to the talisman, but the talisman needs to be talisman, and the talisman paper is real money, which makes Chen Ping'an inevitably a little frightened.

At the end of the day, the money is still less.

In addition to these, Chen Ping'an's biggest regret at the moment is that he can't control the square inch of the sword spirit for the time being, although it is safe to put most of the family wealth in the blacksmith shop, but it is inconvenient after all, Cui Dongshan and Tsing Yi Xiaotong's close to each other, square inches, let Chen Ping'an see the precious and practical nature of this kind of treasure, no wonder not everyone has the gods on the mountain.

Chen Ping'an looked to the south, not knowing what Master Ruan had done with the sword.

Ruan Qiong promised Miss Ning to help her create a magic weapon.

If one day the casting is successful, she will have a sword to take advantage of, and he himself will have a locust sword.

Chen Ping'an felt that it was very good to name them "Demon Suppression" and "Demon Extermination".

Coupled with that sword embryo, although Master Wen Sheng said that it was called "Xiao Yudu", Chen Ping'an felt that it was more appropriate to change the name to "First Day" or "Morning", after all, it was in the early morning of the first day of the first month, and it came to this world for the first time as a flying sword.

When Chen Ping'an had such a thought in his mind, the sword embryo that had been silent for a long time was in the sea of qi, and immediately began to make waves.

Chen Ping'an's face became red in an instant, and he began to suffer.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and didn't have time to go to the house, so he had to use the sword furnace to stand up for the swift revenge of the sword embryo.

Miserable.

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On the side of the nearest post station to the town, Cui Yun, the national teacher of the Dali Dynasty, has been staying here recently, neither publicizing it nor deliberately concealing his whereabouts.

Today, the national teacher walked out of the post station, did not let the swordsman Xu Wan follow, and traveled far alone.

Every time Cui Qi took a step, it was three or four miles away, and finally he stood in the middle of a sheep's intestine path and stopped an old man in rags.

The embarrassed barefoot old man looked at the Da Li Guoshi in a Confucian shirt, his eyes were cloudy, and he still didn't wake up, the old man just relied on the only remaining bit of spirit rhino and asked a strange question, "You are not my grandson, what about my grandson?"

Cui Yun's eyes were complicated, and he wanted to speak and stopped.

The old man, covered in grass clippings and mud, continued to ask, "What about my grandson, I don't want to see you, I want to see my grandson." ”

Cui Yun put his hands behind him, his ten fingers interlaced, and he trembled slightly.

The delirious barefoot old man suddenly shouted angrily: "Where is my grandson?! Where have you hidden him? Give me back the child!"

Speaking of this, the old man's momentum suddenly fell to the bottom, and he muttered: "I want to change the name of my grandson, change it to a better name......"

Cui Yun looked sad and laughed at himself: "It's like a different world, it's not a trance, it's clear." ”

The old man in tattered clothes stretched out his hand and pushed Cui Yun's shoulder away, and walked straight forward, "You get out of the way, don't delay me looking for Yun'er, I'm going to find his husband and ask him if my new name is good." ”

Cui Yun stood in place and did not stop him.

Cui Yun looked into the distance, and there was a middle-aged monk with a resolute face, who came slowly.

The dervishes measure the heavens and the earth with their feet, and they are Buddhist practitioners.

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