How heavy is the destruction of the thousand-year-old family.

The officials were frightened, and no one even cared about the Queen Mother.

The second prince and the third prince soon became ill and became seriously ill.

The orthodox emperor ordered to mourn his brother, calling him the purest and most filial, and he was specially allowed to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, and the people of the world all praised the royal family's character and behavior.

Political struggle is so unpretentious and cruel!

The end of the year is approaching.

Daqian is in full swing in all parts of the country to measure the acres of land, this arrests the officials, that arrests the people.

The capital is still calm and quiet, the Chunfeng Building is overcrowded, and the Fuchun class is full, or how to say, even if it is a dog, it has to be born in the capital!

The twenty-fourth day of the lunar month.

Dust Sweeping Day.

The daughter-in-law took a broom and rag and was busy cleaning cobwebs and dust.

Li Ping'an wanted to help get started, but he was pushed out to practice martial arts, saying that he was already ashamed to let Xianggong cook, and he was panicked if he didn't work.

After all, the taste of meat porridge was not hidden, and the daughter-in-law tasted it and never mentioned cooking again.

After kicking his legs twice, he hit his shoulder and back for a while, his muscles were hot and steaming, and he hurriedly dissolved the ointment to practice the eagle claw skill.

After practicing several external skills one after another, Li Ping'an also discovered the trick, and after warming up, it seems that the medicinal power is better absorbed, and it can probably increase the effect.

Over time, the amount is considerable.

The five-fingered claws slashed across the practice pile, leaving clearly visible marks on the surface of the wood, and grabbing them on a person's body was enough to tear the flesh and skin.

"Eagle Claw Gong is about to be forged, the last ...... Iron head work! ”

Li Ping'an put the tempering head at the end, a big reason is that the iron head has to shave his head, and he is smooth and shiny, and he is too conspicuous when walking on the street.

"According to the current progress, the whole body can be fully exercised in two or three years."

After practicing a martial art, and then learning other outer martial arts, it has the effect of touching the bypass, coupled with the Dao Sect Secret Technique Great Toad Qi, it can be about ten years faster than expected.

Even so, no one has spent more than ten years using the golden years of martial arts cultivation in the forging realm.

After the age of 30, energy begins to decline, and it is difficult to achieve anything.

Li Ping'an relies on the miraculous effect of building wood to be ageless, so he has the capital to polish his body without hurry, and he must lay a solid foundation in each realm, and there are no defects.

In half an hour, I practiced two trips of eagle claw skills.

"Hoo ......"

Li Ping'an breathed a long sigh of relief, at this time, his physical strength exploded to the peak, the surging qi and blood flowed in his body, and the sweat evaporated and condensed into a white mist, like the water vapor of a boiling pot.

"Try your attack power with all your might!"

Cast the trick in the iron cloth shirt Tie Shanlean, and at the same time urge the wind chasing bone, and the speed exploded and hit the stake hard.

Boom!

A wooden stake three or four feet deep was buried, rose from the ground, and rolled out a long way away.

"With such strength, even if we don't use a hand cannon detonator, we can be called masters in the rivers and lakes!"

Li Ping'an's face was happy, calmed down the boiling qi and blood, and buried the wooden stake back.

Then make a fire and cook as usual, the blood is only a moment, and the ordinary is long-lasting.

"Xianggong, the corner of the house is too high, I can't sweep it."

"Leave it to me!"

Li Ping'an threw the rice and meat into the pot, and hurriedly passed, lifting his daughter-in-law with both hands and easily sweeping it to the corner.

This is the true meaning of martial arts, not to fight and kill, but to improve productivity!

……

Orthodoxy for two years.

Chinese New Year's Eve.

The hot dumplings are out of the pot and full of aroma.

This time, there was no need for Li Ping'an to explain, the daughter-in-law put on the vinegar dish early, poured a big bowl of wine, and raised her glass with a small wine cup by herself.

"Happy New Year, Xianggong."

Li Ping'an was slightly stunned, listening to the familiar and unfamiliar words of blessing, and subconsciously replied.

"Have fun together."

The daughter-in-law closed her eyes and raised her head to toast, her spicy cheeks were slightly red, and she hurriedly dipped the dumplings in vinegar to relieve the hangover, but the overflowing oil and water were hot and breathless.

Li Ping'an asked, "How can the lady remember this sentence?" ”

The daughter-in-law said, "The first time I heard it, I wish it happiness, and I repeat it every day." ”

"I'll talk to you every day from now on."

Li Ping'an was a little distressed, his father-in-law's family was already patriarchal, and he thought that his daughter-in-law was stupid, so he locked up in the house as a cat and dog to feed.

There are many snubbing and bullying, how can anyone wish her happiness.

When the daughter-in-law heard this, she smiled innocently: "Can you eat that dumpling every day?" ”

"Of course."

Li Ping'an did not explain the meaning of dumplings, which represent thoughts like fennel beans, the important thing is to cherish the people in front of you, and let it pass if you are in the past.

"It's too tiring to pinch dumplings, once a month!"

The daughter-in-law knows that she is stupid, and she probably can't learn to adjust the stuffing, so she can only burn the fire and roll the skin.

As he was talking, a voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

"Is the layman at home?"

"Here we are."

Li Ping'an habitually looked at the crack in the door, opened the door and said, "Dao Chief, please come in." ”

"Disturb the layman."

The person who came was Yan Chixiao, who led the black horse into the courtyard and saw a helpless woman: "This female benefactor is ......"

"My daughter-in-law, Zhang Yu."

Li Ping'an introduced: "Lady, this is the Yan Daochang I often talk to you about. ”

My daughter-in-law has been locked up at home when she was a child, and she has never been out of the market when she grows up, so she is very curious about the outside world.

Once Li Ping'an talked about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and saw that his daughter-in-law was fascinated by it, so he made up some chivalrous stories to make her happy, and met a swordsman who slayed demons and eliminated demons.

In order not to overturn again, Li Ping'an told the story of Yan Chixiao.

True and false, mixed with a lot of ghost stories from previous lives, every time I was scared to my daughter-in-law into her arms, turned her head and chased after her to continue listening.

The daughter-in-law was pleasantly surprised: "Daoist Yan who slays demons and saves the people from the world? ”

"Huh?"

Yan Chixiao saw Li Ping'an's eyes, nodded and said: "Yan has indeed beheaded a few little demons and descended a few little demons, so he can't help the world and save the people." ”

"Please take a seat."

Li Ping'an said: "The Taoist chief has a good mouth, and the dumplings are just cooked." ”

Yan Chixiao untied two jars of wine on horseback, and the mouth of the altar was sealed with yellow mud, and a few words were written on the mud, which could not be seen clearly because the year was too long.

"Yan heard Zhigang talk a few times, and he wanted to taste it for a long time, so he specially brought good wine."

"The master has found the Dao Master?"

"Originally, I walked together, but last year, the Kongo Temple summoned the news, and we separated!"

While speaking, the three of them sat down again, and Yan Chixiao opened the mud seal of the wine jar, exuding a soft and sweet aroma.

Li Ping'an sniffed: "This smell seems to be daughter red, more than 20 years." ”

"Twenty-three years, four months and seven days out of the cellar."

Yan Chixiao poured three bowls of wine, and the color was red and transparent like amber.

"This wine comes from a wine shop in Lucheng, and the shopkeeper's daughter was born twenty-three years ago, and two jars of wine were specially brewed to entertain relatives and friends when the daughter got married."

"It's a pity that at the age of sixteen, the evil spirit disappeared in confusion."

The daughter-in-law stared at the almond eyes, tugged at the corner of Li Ping'an's clothes, and asked nervously, "What about later?" ”

"Yan heard that there were ghosts in Lucheng, and after a secret visit for more than half a year, he finally found traces of ghosts."

Yan Chixiao said slowly: "That ghost thing is not strong, and ordinary martial artists can kill it, but the person behind it is unusual, allowing it to bewitch and plunder women." ”

Li Ping'an said: "Could it be related to the government? ”

"It's the Lucheng County Order that drives away the ghosts."

Yan Chixiao said coldly: "Yan beheaded the ghosts, cast a spell to search the soul of the Lucheng County Order, and found that he sent all the bewitched women to Yuling City in Liangzhou. ”

"Cui Family's Ancestral Land ......"

When Li Ping'an heard Yuling, he immediately thought of the millennium family.

Yan Chixiao bowed his head and said: "A son-in-law brother in the sixth room of the Cui family secretly runs a hook fence, and some guests like women from good families, so he drives Lucheng County to order the evil law to plunder. ”

The daughter-in-law trembled with fright, hugged Li Ping'an's arm tightly, and only felt that today's anecdote was more terrifying than the demon king and ghost king she had heard before.

"It's a pity that most of the women who were robbed have died in a foreign land, and Yan can only kill a few Cui family members and return to Lucheng with their bones."

Yan Chixiao picked up the wine bowl: "The father of one of the women's remains is the shopkeeper of the wine shop, dig up the wine and send it to me, I can't accept it!" ”

"How difficult it is to mourn the people!"

Li Ping'an sighed, pitiful for the suffering of the people, and a little envious of Yan Chixiao's demon guard.

The dream of a hero, or the dream of a hero, is one of the dreams of life.