Chen Wenshan pillowed his head with his hands, opened his slightly closed eyes, and said, "Yu ......"

"Ran, Feiyun Ran, Ran, Ran, Twilight. ”

"Feiyun is a good name. There used to be a little fat man, his name is Zhou Tai, and I am very good with him. I went to the sect with him to learn art, and then once I went down the mountain, he fell in front of me, and he fell straight down. He was already fat, and when he fell, he brought ash with him. I thought that from now on, I would never have the opportunity to see him and talk nonsense in front of me, how could he die before me because he was so talented. Unexpectedly, I survived, and he survived, he said that he was thick-skinned and hard-skinned......" Chen Wenshan smiled, "It is indeed very thick." ”

"Good story. ”

"Yu Ran, I have made a note of your love for helping me in the casino. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Whatever your purpose, I want you to remember that I will no longer allow anyone I care about to fall in front of me, and if that day comes, I will not hesitate to kill anyone who stands in my way. Moreover, my life is not good, you don't get too close to me. I know that you have an extraordinary background and know Dong Lao, but there are too many uncertain factors in you, so I don't dare to get too close to you. ”

"You surprised me very much, you can see that I know the old man, then you should be able to see that I have no malicious intent. ”

Chen Wenshan stood up and patted his buttocks, then looked up at the sun and moon in the sky, and said, "Maybe." ”

Chen Wenshan waved his hand, ready to leave, but Yu Ran, who was lying on the tile, called out to him, "What about Miss Meng'er, aren't you afraid that one day you will hurt her?"

"I'm afraid. When I first saw her, I was afraid that she would die in front of me. Chen Wenshan let out a sigh, shrugged his nose, and said, "I will always come back, isn't this the best proof?"

Chen Wenshan stabilized his emotions and said: "Shanhai Ling Pavilion is the place of the Haihe Gang, and I can still come out after taking so much money from them, half of it is your credit." There is a second gentleman in the Haihe Gang, who is rumored to be a scholar, and there is a third brother who is a rough man; Mingchuan has so many mouths, but he does not talk about the big gentleman of the Haihe Gang, at most he is a ghost. Yu Ran, what kind of person do you say this big man is?"

Yu Ran propped himself up and said with a smile, "Haven't you seen it?"

Chen Wenshan showed his white teeth and left the roof with his hands behind his back, and when he looked at it, he had already landed on another room. He waved his hand back and laughed: "The melon is very sweet, remember to see Mr. Big to help me thank you!"

Yu Ran looked up at the sky, and then slowly lay back, "Okay." ”

The crescent moon is in the east, and the round sun is in the west. The world is like a big cage, slowly rotating, and the people and animals in the cage can't see the boundaries of the cage when they look up, so they say that the world is big. And Yu Ran knew that this was just a big cage.

So, we'll meet again.

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On the left and right sides of the door is a portrait of the door god with a residual red color.

Qiao Gong put down the two bundles of firewood on his shoulder, and then said, "Master, you stand up, and I will call my wife to open the door." ”

The monk, who was called the master by Qiao Gong, bowed his head slightly and said: "Donor, the title of master is well deserved by the poor monk. ”

Qiao Gong wiped the sweat and mist on his face with the placket on his chest, and said: "The master is too modest, old man, I have lived for decades, and I have seen many people who claim to be masters. ”

"If you can, the donor will call the poor monk...... Monk. ”

"Doesn't the master have a Dharma name?"

The monk looked at the forest in the distance, his mind was particularly firm at this time, and said, "Monk is the Dharma name of the poor monk." ”

Monk, monk, a collective term for Buddhist disciples. The monk Dharma calls the monk, the monk is not a monk, but the monk is a monk.

Qiao Gong resisted the axe and looked up for a pleasure, "The master's name can be described as interesting. ”

After Qiao Gong finished speaking, he walked to the door and photographed: "Old woman, come out and open the door, there is a distinguished guest at home." ”

The door was opened, and out of the door came an old woman with silver hair, and the monk bowed: "Female donor, excuse me." ”

The old woman was stunned, and she didn't know why, so Qiao Gong stepped forward to explain to her: "It's getting late, and the city is far away, so it's inconvenient for the master to continue to hurry, so let him settle down in our house." Don't be stunned, quickly drag the firewood in, and then copy a few vegetarian dishes, this master is a wonderful person, haha. ”

The woodcutter pushed the old woman to do things, and the old woman slapped the woodcutter with her backhand and said, "You let go first, outsiders will have the appearance of being in charge." ”

Qiao Gong laughed and said, "Okay." ”

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An old man in a Taoist robe came to the temple in the mountain, and the old man looked around the temple, and finally fixed his eyes on the Buddha statue, and he muttered to himself, "Who could it be?"

"If I'm right, he's from Lingshan!" replied someone outside the temple.

The person who came in with the voice was a middle-aged woman with a hairpin and a sword.

The old man continued, "Is it him?" or her?"

The woman replied, "Does it matter?"

The old man was silent, he closed his eyes, feeling the remnants of the breath, "I can't find it!

A man with a scroll in his hand walked slowly into the temple, and he saw the two people standing, who did not mean to say hello.

The woman turned to her and asked, "Can you find it?"

The man shook his head, "There is no weak person in the Nine Halls of Lingshan, if you are hard-hearted and stealthy, it will be difficult to find traces! But there are only two or three who can be so clean, it's not difficult to guess!"

"Isn't there anyone from Leiyin Temple?" The old man in the Taoist robe opened his eyes, his gaze did not move, and when he opened his eyes, it was the Buddha statue.

"Nope. The man replied crisply.

"The bald asses are getting more and more composed!" said the woman hatefully.

The night grew darker, and the light inside the temple became less and less light.

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Han Chai stood at the gate of the city gate and waited for the old man to come out, and the soldiers guarding the left and right turned a blind eye to Han Chai, a big living person, and had no intention of driving him away, as if the person who had just stabbed at the gate of the mansion had become an air-like existence.

An old man wearing a mask came out of the door, and Han Chai bowed to the old man, but did not speak. The old man didn't stop in front of Han Chai, Han Chai had to follow behind the old man honestly.

The waning moon drove the setting sun, and the bars of the mountains trapped the round behemoth, and soon the doors of the bars would close. At that time, the sky was dark, the moon was white, and there would be stars, and people took them as the direction of progress, walking step by step on the reverse journey of life.

Han Chai opened his mouth, "My lord!"

"When you first saw me, you called me Your Excellency, and now, call me Your Excellency. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

"It's been half an hour since I went in and I came out, right? For so long, you just thought about calling me sir?"

"Boss, my subordinates just want to know where Lord Tie is, and he ...... now. Are you okay?"

"How many years have you been with him?"

Han Chai was silent, and then said: "When Lord Tie came, his subordinates were just ordinary secretaries of the Law Department, and now they are the deputy directors of the Law Department. ”

"After so many years, do you know his character? He promoted you to be his deputy director, gave you meritorious service, and gave you honor. It's better for you to take the Law Division, which he has worked so hard to run, to play with others. Do you tell me, is this the duty of a deputy director? Are you going to kill yourself with the knife in your hand, or are you going to kill the brother who is following you?"

"Throne...... Subordinate...... The subordinates are unwilling to ......"

The old man's pace slowed down, and Han Chai fell behind him and heard the old man's sigh: "Who would be willing? When I was in the middle of the day, he was just a hairball child." Now that he is in power with the government and the opposition, under one person and above ten thousand, am I willing? My name Wei Xiongshan has been hanging on the court for half a lifetime......"

The old man sighed a self-mocking gasp between his noses, and he lowered his tone and asked, "What's your name?"

Han Chai said: "Han Chai ”

Han Chai ...... The family of Hanfu, chasing the stars and the moon. Who are you, Han Sejong?"

"Father!"

The old man nodded and said, "Don't worry about the ruthless things, if I haven't died, he can't die." ”

Han Chai frowned, and finally compromised: "Yes, take the seat." ”

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The cold color completely dominated the sky, and the rooms of the Spring Breeze Inn were lit with candles. Chen Wenshan walked into the inn as if walking on thin ice, and when he lifted the curtain of the inner hall, he was dumbfounded.

The little guy who usually pours tea and water plucked Yao Jiu's shoulders, and the smile was collected in Chen Wenshan's heart, and he couldn't help but shudder, this product couldn't resist the pressure to sell himself. He carefully lowered the curtain, moving with extreme caution, until he heard a cough halfway through.

"Shirt, it's so late, where are you going?"

Chen Wenshan was annoyed for a moment, then put on a smiling face, shook his hands and came out, "Master, you are awake." I saw that it was nice outside, and besides, weren't you asleep, so I didn't practice knives, and went out to see the customs and customs. ”

"Oh, how's it going?"

Chen Wenshan glanced at the little guy, the little guy showed an embarrassed word on his face, Chen Wenshan was angry and rushed to Yintang, pushed the little guy away with his buttocks, and then sold a good place to take over the little guy and pinch Yao Jiu's shoulder.

"It's not bad, it's just a little cold, I thought about adding a piece of clothing to the master on the road, this is unfortunate, there happened to be a store selling clothes on the corner of the street, so I bought one for the master. ”

"Oh, how did I hear that you went to the latrine? It's hard for you, I thought about being a teacher in the latrine, and I didn't waste all my hard work as a teacher. ”

Chen Wenshan snorted, then glared at the little guy, and said to Yao Jiu: "Master, the apprentice is still comfortable, right?"

"By the way, give me the clothes, you continue to practice the knife, and you won't have to eat tonight." The chickens don't crow, they can't stop!"

Chen Wenshan let out an "ah", and Yao Jiu said sternly: "Ah, what, don't go quickly." ”

The little guy gloated in the side, turned around and covered his mouth and held back a smile. Chen Wenshan let out an "oh", obediently went to get the clothes in the big tavern, and took the time to kick the little guy's ass when he passed by.

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The shouts and dancing knives in the inner hall lasted for a long time, Yao Jiu got up and moved his body, and went to the big wine hall.

Chen Wenshan saw that Yao Jiu was not there, and wanted to be lazy, and as soon as he relaxed, he shouted: "Practice hard, don't be lazy!"

Chen Wenshan had no choice but to dance hard. The blade of the knife is flowing in the air, the tip of the knife is advancing and retreating, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow, the duel between the knife and the knife in the day made Chen Wenshan feel a little, and unconsciously, his knife became more and more agile, no longer the previous rigid and godless.

Yao Jiu drank in the big tavern and smiled, it was still useful to let him out. The inner hall has already set up a simple formation by him, and the sound of Chen Wenshan's sword practice will not disturb others.

At the door of the inn came a guest wearing a hat, holding a scabbard in his hand, and a sword with a sword spike pinned to his waist, and the strange thing was that there was a sword body under the hilt.

He looked up at the plaque at the Spring Breeze Inn, then reached out and lowered the brim of his hat, and then stepped into the inn.

The reception in front of the hall was not surprised to see the dress of this guest, the guests who came and went from the south to the north were strange, and the rules of asking questions without asking people were provincial.

"Is the guest officer staying in the hotel or sharpening?"

"One table of wine and food, one upper room. The guest said.

"Okay, you sit down first, arrange it immediately!" After the little servant led the guests to sit down, he quickly ran to the inner kitchen to give instructions.

Yao Jiu looked at the new guest and frowned. The guest seemed to feel Yao Jiu's gaze as his hand holding the scabbard tightened subconsciously. The eyes under the hat looked at Yao Jiu, and the guest bowed slightly, then turned back and closed his eyes. The corners of Yao Jiu's mouth raised slightly, and he walked to the guest's table with a wine jug, and said, "Little brother, don't you mind if the old man has a good time?"

The guest hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes." ”

Yao Jiu sat down, poured a sip of wine, shook the flask towards the guest, and asked, "Little brother, is there a mouth?"

The guest's eyes stared at Yao Jiu through the edge of the hat, Yao Jiu smiled, turned over the cup on the table and poured a cup for the guest.

"Please!"

The guest picked up the wine glass and greeted it, and then said two words: "Wu Gui!"

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