The Autumn Lord is killed.

In feng shui, this festival occupies two lines of platinum and loess, which is not as good as other "three stands".

But it is the most loved one of the readers.

The hated imperial examination is set on this day, with the vision of "breaking the old and establishing the new". Of course, there is no shortage of comparisons with the "Autumn Decision", and warn this group of scholars and young masters, don't forget which one gave this red robe and the light of this life, and don't forget the "monarch's father and courtiers".

Chen Zhen is now the most famous person in Qingshan, delicious and waiting for death, an idler.

The old and young in the village were busy with their livelihoods, and he wanted to help, but he "didn't dare to work hard", so he could only sit down embarrassedly and watch those people busy, but he was embarrassed to speak, for fear of delaying them and trying to add to the chaos.

The young ones joined the "flower pickers" gang, and squeezed a few pairs of bright eyes into the corners of the wall, Chen Zhen despised it. After squeezing for a long time, I didn't even see a little white and tender, and I said that I would share the blessings and misfortunes, and I could see that the circle was one after another, or the man's unkempt mind, which was boring.

Ah Lian had been sullen since she came down the mountain the night before, and Chen Zhen wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to step forward. I had to sigh and pick up the steamed buns that were just hot and send them over. It was still made by him, although it was not very good-looking, and the steamed buns were flat and the same as the dough cakes. However, Chen Zhen tried it secretly, it has a unique flavor, in the words of the Northland, it is "that is called a solid"!

Let's go find the orange man.

Walking to the gate of Qingfeng Village, Chen Zhen smiled inexplicably.

It's really weird, I wanted to escape before, but now I come out, but I can't feel as comfortable inside.

"Qingfeng Village."

"Good handwriting, free and easy pen power, far-reaching artistic conception, wonderful ......"

Chen Zhen shook his head, trying to touch his chin, and felt a thorn in his head. Sure enough, I can't learn to learn the real style, Chen Zhen smiled, there is no pity.

Elm forest, at a glance, only dilapidated. The tallest one is dominated by the night, standing out from the crowd, just like Shang Nan Tang's heart.

Chen Zhen walked down the hill, and as soon as the wind blew, the sky was full of black silk and white robes, full of bookish anger.

Walking past an elm tree, the bark was rough, with several cracks, and thick sap flowed, and the desolation could be seen inside. Chen Zhen was compassionate, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm. Seeing that the dead branches on it were about to be broken, and they were still struggling to support it, Chen Zhen was just able to tear off the dead branches with tendons and skin with one hand.

The branches are not long, and the small branches on it are messy, and Chen Zhen does not lose them, as a smooth cane, and walks slowly towards the highest one.

"Hey, little orange, pull me up, don't be alone in the good times." Chen Zhen leaned against the tree, crossed his waist with one hand, and hit the black shadow above with a stick in the other.

Shang Nancheng was shocked by this cold sweat, his body trembled, he looked down, and said impatiently: "Chen Gongzi doesn't accompany my senior sister honestly, why are you here in the wilderness, take a walk, disturb the master's purity!" ”

Shang Nancheng said, buckling off the raised bark of the elm tree and smashing it down.

Chen Zhen wanted to block it with the branch in his hand, but it was not as insidious as the orange master, the branch blocked the air, and the bark had already hit his forehead.

"Damn, if you don't help, you won't help, what kind of face do you want!" Chen Zhen's forehead turned red when he was beaten. Looking at the elm tree in front of you, you can't wrap your hands around, but you can try it if you have a horizontal line at the root. He bit the dead branch in his hand, propped up his sleeves, and stepped on the trunk of the tree.

Chen Zhen hadn't stood still, his feet slipped, his butt hit the ground, he screamed in pain to seal the branches in his mouth, rubbed his buttocks, hit the weeds, and then went up to the trunk of the tree was already twelve points of spirit.

Shang Nantang looked at it, holding a little plum sword, and no longer called, staring curiously at this caterpillar-like Chen Gongzi.

Chen Zhen climbed very slowly, his clothes were rubbed out of many holes, his hands were rubbed and his hands were sore and blue, thinking about resting, there was always a time to relax, just relax his mind, look up, and under dusk was the orange master with a smile on his face.

"Humph!"

Chen Zhen's body has ten thousand powers, and the branches in his mouth let the green juice come out, which is the most sober.

The closer the smile on Li's face became, the more excited Chen Zhen became. Finally, with one hand on the thick branch under the orange master, he was very satisfied, and was about to get up, when a cold sword flew and nailed it between his fingers!

"Uh-huh......"

Chen Zhen was shocked, half of his body was propped up, and half of it was on the tree, so he didn't dare to move. There is a chill between the fingers, and there is a cool smell in the crotch. To call for help, the throat is torn, and there is only "hmm".

"Hahaha, call grandpa!" Shang Nan Tang lowered his head, a breath of hot air blew on Chen Zhen's face, and the plum sword in his hand turned left and right, and the tip of the sword was bright and blowing a small wind.

"Hmm!" Chen Zhenbao was bright-eyed, not believing that the other side dared. The nose was tight, but he looked at the fluff between his fingers, and there was only a few left after the wind passed.

"Woo." Chen Zhen was the first to coax, closed his eyes, and reluctantly begged to let go, and was afraid that Shang Nan would not be able to take advantage of the slut, so he hurriedly increased his tone.

"Yo, what a fat guts, Chen Xianggong is worthy of being a person who has read books, and he has ambition." Shang Nan Tang put away his sword and picked up Chen Zhen, who was unwilling to defend himself.

The relationship is good, my life is saved, and the face is also picked up. Chen Zhen leaned against the trunk of the tree, his little hands kept patting his chest, it was hot!

After recovering his strength, seeing that the master beside him was distracted again, Chen Zhen asked tentatively, "Where is your burning stick?" Where did this sword come from, strange ...... Strange cute. Huh"

Under the three-foot green edge, the "weird and scary" has become "weird and cute", and Chen Daxianggong lives up to his scholarly style!

"It was given by someone who likes to pretend to be handsome with a crooked face." Shang Nan looked at the plum in his hand. The sword bears the dusk, like that man.

Chen Zhen was just about to ask, but when he heard Shang Nancheng start to murmur, he straightened his waist, "What a good-looking person, like a woman, insists on tilting his neck and giving a side face, how strange it is...... But it's really good-looking, and I'm shocked when I see a man for the first time! ”

Shang Nan Tang said that Xing came out, and the shuriken came out of his arms, brought out the cold and hung it, and cut it on the tree on the right, and cut it on the side of Chen Zhen's head.

"I'm sorry." Shang Nan's orange face is drunk.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. Chen Zhen pressed the withered branch in his hand against the Dianmei sword, the corners of his mouth twitched, and there was a scholar's majestic atmosphere.

Shang Nanju hurriedly put away his sword, didn't look over, and sighed, "That man has the same name as his beauty, Qi Hua." ”

"Qi of the world?" Chen Zhen was in awe.

Shang Nan Tang doesn't know, isn't it Yao Niang? "That Qi of the King of Xiyu!"

Chen Zhen felt that these words were more terrifying than the Dian Mei Sword that was as sharp as clay.

Shang Nancheng didn't know what Chen Zhen was thinking, and he couldn't stop talking, "Qi Hua is very good, and she is the first person to praise me for my understanding." No, it's a fairy. It's not like Old Man Ge and your mother-in-law, who are trying to ridicule me. He has three swords, one is weak and delicate called Youlan, one is strong and not only called Fuzhu, and one is the one I have in my hand now, and it is also my favorite, Dianmei! ”

Chen Zhen was puzzled and asked, "The four gentlemen have three, which chrysanthemum?" ”

Shang Nan Tang smiled, "How can there be any chrysanthemum sword, but there are chrysanthemums all over the mountain, and Qi flowers are planted." ”

I felt that it was wrong, and then said, "I gave him a wooden sword and named it Peach Blossom." Peach blossoms and Qi flowers are the best match, not gaudy, light one, most in line with the demeanor of pretending to be forced. ”

Chen Zhen agreed, "Okay, good, the orange master has a hand in choosing the name." ”

"You know what? That person can poke a hole in the sky with one sword, and the immortals in the sky with another sword will close the door and escape, haha......"

But he went anyway, to the north, and walked handsomely. It is also at this time that the morning glow is not as beautiful as his. ”

"I feel like he's going to die...... He did not go to heaven, and heaven did not dare to accept him. It's too cold underground, and he has to bloom even if a flower blooms in the sun. ”

"Old man Ge told me that Qi Hua has a nickname. Called--the most amorous ......"

Shang Nan Tang was drunk, Chen Zhen thought.

Under the afterglow, in the autumn wind, the elm died, these are more intoxicating than the old wine.

The two of them sit, there are complaints, the sword light is cold, these are the most beautiful young people.

The sunset returns to the mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas hide killing intent.

At the foot of the clear mountain, a horse-drawn carriage came slowly.

The horse has yellow claws and lightning, yellow hooves and white body. Even if you are strolling around, your mane is flying, and you can see the momentum of thunder and lightning. The meridians of the horse's body burst out, and it was a noble blue-yellow, pulling the square behind him, bringing out the shadow.

The chariot was very ordinary, even the axles of the wheels were made of wood, and they were dressed in the most noble black, and those who did not drive the horses were pulled by the steed in front of them.

"Little red bean, grow up quickly, the young master has been greedy for many years." A man's voice came from the side of the carriage, and it was so obscene that you could hear the smacking of your tongue licking your lips.

"Whew!"

A gun head ran through the man's side window. The curtain of the window made a few waves, and a pretty face could be seen, but the beauty frowned.

The man raised one hand and touched it on the barrel of the gun. Stroked it three times, changed the grip flexibly, rubbed it, and slid along the woman's side, just holding a place for him to grab the wet one.

Seeing that the beautiful jade hand was about to suffer, the gun rolled and went towards the neck of the man inside.

The man held his hand and the gun stopped, and the woman's hands were held high, revealing the peaks on her chest.

"Tsk, red bean is good, red bean is wonderful, do you know why the young master gave you this name?" The man smiled thickly, his subordinates kept moving, and went down the pole, and at the jade hand, flying on the woman's face, it was another teasing.

"Phew!"

The woman called the red bean took a sip, and a tiger tooth and sharp mouth wanted to bite the cheap hand. Unexpectedly, men are not greedy for beautiful faces, only the two mountains are majestic!

"Hahaha...... The willow-colored shawl is a golden phoenix, the slender hand is lightly flicking the red bean lane, and the emerald moth is full of affection. How is the young master's poetry? ”

Hongdou let the man hold the handle, did not dare to move, held high the arch of chastity, and swore not to reply.

The man didn't follow, and his slender hands were crazy and teasing the "red bean", shaking a spring water.

"Deng, disciple!"

Hongdou was defeated, the gun in his hand was thrown to the side, his gums were biting, and he couldn't wait to eat this lewd man alive.

"Hahahaha......"

In the laughter, the claw Huang Feidian listened to the order, the four hooves stepped out, and the thousand-meter journey flew under the hooves.

"Xiaosheng Luoshen machine, I'm here to fight!" There is a high voice in the car, and the sound waves pass through the woods, so you want to ask if there is a hero in Qingshan?

No one responded, and a woman's taunt sounded in the car.

"Slightly!"

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Chen Zhen listened, only to be confused, and fell asleep in a daze.

Shang Nan Tang listened, and the sword of Mei rose, and the sword blade was facing the side of the comer, and there was a little ghostly light, and there was already a prototype!