Chapter 113 A feast that will not be dispersed in the world

Chen Qingniu didn't expect that the Taoist surnamed Lu not only ran back to Tiebei Military Town, but instead of fighting to death, this Taoist priest reverted to his original rogue character, saying that he wanted to borrow the national sword from him, and he was willing to rent it at a high price, twenty taels of silver! Chen Qingniu had seen a thick-skinned person, but he had never seen such a thick-skinned person. That night, he and Xie Shiji carefully discussed, how to stab this Taoist priest to death with a sword, the courtyard has clearly set up a secret law ban, isolating the sound, I never thought that the Taoist who was far away in the temple, maybe he was really bored, and helped the two of them to come up with advice, and the lazy voice infiltrated the main house of the small courtyard unimpeded, making Chen Qingniu and Xie Shiji look at each other. I have long known that this true person in charge of the Northwest Taoist Temple has a deep cultivation and a high realm, but in the battle on the lake of the He family's mansion, in fact, Chen Qingniu and Xie Shiji did not really comprehend the full strength of the Taoist. Chen Qingniu gritted his teeth later, and visited the temple late at night, if the Taoist really has murderous intentions, it is a matter of a knife to stretch out his head and shrink his head, it is better to have a happy word. But after arriving, he found that the Taoist closed the door, and he didn't want to meet, but just talked to Chen Qingniu through the gate, saying that he came back this time just to borrow a sword, and by the way, he helped Tianhu and the colorful puppet to each carry a word.

Chen Qingniu was completely confused about this.

In the end, the Taoist gave him four words.

Watch and see what happens.

For this nonsense, Chen Qingniu didn't want to accept it, and he had to accept it.

After that, Chen Qingniu often stayed in a daze in the small courtyard, and when it came to cultivation, he seemed to have lost the same hard work as before, but began to be keen on cooking.

It is said that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, Chen Qingniu is not even a scholar, how can he be seven or eight streets away from the gentleman. In addition to the hobby of being poor and desperately making money, the hobby of this life is cooking and stir-frying.

When he was in Liulifang, Liu Qi, who was a childhood friend, ate it, and Liu Qi would eat it every time, fall to the ground and touch his belly, saying that it was his greatest happy time. When she was in the Lotus Peak of Qing'e Mountain, she made it for her little uncle Huang Dong to eat, and she also ate happily, so happy that she couldn't hold back that serious face. Now Chen Qingniu makes it for Xie Shiji to eat, mostly home-cooked food, although she can't say anything good, but Chen Qingniu just needs to watch her chopsticks fly, a meal is indispensable A few big bowls of rice, Chen Qingniu sees it in his eyes, it is enough.

The people regard food as the sky, Chen Qingniu feels that these words have completely explained the biggest truth in the world.

Chen Qingniu's dishes are made very carefully, but in fact, Xie Shiji is a woman who eats very roughly, but this guy still never feels that his maid has failed those meals.

Early this morning, Chen Qingniu went to Fang Market to buy a large basket of mutton and vegetables, which was originally mostly the work of the maids and miscellaneous servants in the wealthy portal of the military town.

Passing by the wine shop on the corner, the beautiful woman who sold wine was long gone, and the shop was closed. After passing through the entrance of Huitou Lane, I saw that the temple was still green, and the kind old monk who swept the floor was gone.

Further inside, in the house opposite the yard, the two sisters and the young man who read every day also became passers-by.

Chen Qingniu sighed, remembered a poem for no reason, muttered, and said: "Readers read more, and the words they say are more chewy than the words of our laymen." ”

What Chen Qingniu said was the sentence "If there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world".

Pushing the door in, Chen Qingniu was stunned on the spot, in the courtyard that should have been deserted, there were a lot of people standing or sitting on the stone table, he was in a trance for a moment, and thought that it was the fox fairy with her apprentices and grandchildren, and ran from next door to fight the autumn wind.

Chen Qingniu saw Xie Shiji sitting on a stone bench, his head down, and his expression could not be seen clearly. After discovering that Chen Qingniu had returned, she immediately raised her head, and at that moment, Chen Qingniu was immediately furious.

She had never looked at her like this.

Suffering.

Chen Qingniu, who was still carrying the vegetable basket, looked at her to relax, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Opposite Xie Shiji sat a Confucian literati, next to the literati sat a wooden old man, a little girl with slightly dark skin was lying on the stone table, holding her chin with both hands, and was looking at Xie Shiji vigorously, after she saw Chen Qingniu, she turned her head, her eyes widened, and she said angrily: "It's about your!"

Chen Qingniu suddenly changed into a hippie smiling face and said, "Little girl, if I remember correctly, this is my home." ”

The little girl with a twisted braid said confidently: "But since I walked into this dilapidated house, it belongs to me!"

She stood up, jumped onto the stone bench, stretched out a thumbs up, and pointed at herself, "It's mine Song Jinya!

Chen Qingniu laughed, and at the moment when he was about to resolutely start a fight, Xie Shiji made another unbelievable move, and shook his head at him slightly.

Chen Qingniu's heart sank suddenly.

He walked to the steps with a blank face, found a bench to sit in the corridor under the eaves, put the vegetable basket at his feet, and was about to speak, when the weak scholar with a rosacea nose slowly spoke: "We are not invited, it is indeed not polite. But we have our own troubles, but there are some things that you don't know better, just treat it as a good beginning and a good ending......"

The weak scholar was interrupted by his own cough, lifted the wine gourd and took a sip of wine, and then continued: "We are here to take her, whether you want to or not, or even no matter what her heart is, she can only go with us, I can assure you that after she goes back with us, she will never be wronged, I am not very good, but my words always count, so please take a step back......"

The weak scholar had some difficulty in speaking, and eased his tone, "In this matter, I have already asked someone to say hello to you in Lotus Peak, and she has already nodded and agreed,......"

Chen Qingniu interrupted the scholar very unceremoniously, "Lotus Peak agreed?

The little girl standing on the stone bench was like a little tigress who had been stepped on her tail, her hands were crossed on her waist, and she said angrily: "A Lotus Peak Keqing, amazing? Sir has said so much to you, it is your great honor, do you know?!

Chen Qingniu simply ignored this child's nonsense.

The scholar didn't seem to take Song Jinya's childish words seriously at all, and continued to take care of himself: "Of course, in order to compensate you, I will give you a wooden box, it has a name, called 'Wenwu Box', which hides a sword and a knife, which means 'the gentleman walks the king's way, and the soldier walks the domineering', I believe it is no worse than any of your Guanyin Throne's heavy weapons." You don't need to worry about being unsafe and unsafe, because the two weapons in the civil and military box have now been subdued, and they can bow their heads to you and recognize the Lord, once they are submissive and recognize the Lord, even with your current cultivation, it is enough to contend with, or even behead a land immortal who is not particularly good at fighting. ”

The scholar exhaled softly, looking tired, as if he hadn't chattered like this for hundreds of years.

Chen Qingniu asked, "Finished?"

The weak scholar thought seriously for a moment, nodded and said, "I'm done." ”

Chen Qingniu leaned forward slightly, and his words were extremely clear, "It's over, then get out!"

The weak scholar stopped talking and was silent.

The little girl's face was so angry that her face distorted, "You stinky bastard who doesn't know what to do! I'm mad, I'm mad! I'm going to kill you today!"

At this moment, the heavens and the earth shook!

The entire Iron Monument Military Town seemed to collapse in an instant, dust rose everywhere, and dozens of tiles on the eaves of the small courtyard fell to the ground of the courtyard and shattered.

Then the light between heaven and earth instantly became gloomy, and the sky was dark, rumbling, and thundering.

In an instant, Chen Qingniu felt that the sea of qi in his body was boiling, and his soul was agitated, if he didn't try his best to suppress and appease, he was afraid that he would directly bleed.

Heaven and earth resonate.

This is the unique supernatural power of the great monk land immortals, and the so-called mountains and seas in the world are in this list.

To the next level, Chen Qingniu couldn't imagine.

Chen Qingniu immediately thought that someone was fighting with the great real person of the Guandao Temple, and it was definitely an even level!

I'm afraid that Lu Fazhen, who was replaced by the mansion of the vassal king, could only be defeated in an instant against anyone on both sides of the battle.

Cracks and ravines and small slopes appeared on the ground of the small courtyard.

The battle between the two powerhouses has turned the leylines under the entire Iron Monument Military Town into a reversal!

Wind and rain.

Chen Qingniu just quietly looked at Xie Shiji, who lowered his head again, she was like a private school Mengtong who realized that she had made a big mistake, and she didn't dare to look at Mr. Teaching's eyes.

The corners of Chen Qingniu's mouth twitched, but he couldn't laugh.

There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed.

He understands the truth, but he has always felt that this truth does not apply to the two of them.

The Iron Monument Military Town, the earth-shaking huge movement, finally stopped temporarily, God was gracious, and finally gave the people in the world a little respite.

The little girl looked up, frowned and muttered, "Master is really, he said that he would knock down the opponent with one punch." ”

In the end, it was the master and apprentice, she was unforgiving, but she was still very close to her master in her heart, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Grandpa He, the master won't capsize in the gutter, right?"

The coachman, who did not look old at all, said in a deep voice: "Prince Xiahou will not lose. ”

The little girl was happy at first, but after sensing the meaning of the old man's words, she quickly pulled down her face and sullenly, "That is, you may not win, alas, I only bragged about the cowhide yesterday, and it leaked today! ”

The old man who seemed to be a stuffy gourd smiled kindly: "Miss, after all, that old Dao is the best in this continent, it is not easy to deal with, and it is normal." ”

The little girl said angrily and arrogantly: "My master of Song Jinya, alas, is not an invincible hero in the world, so he should fight all over the continent, right?"

The old man laughed dumbly.

Black clouds overwhelmed the city, making the whole sky seem to be pulled to the ground.

The little girl had a solemn expression, a small face, and reached out to pinch her round chin, "This old Taoist priest has a vague atmosphere of controlling heaven and earth, and he is indeed a fierce opponent! ”

Sure enough.

A bright golden light exploded, only to hear someone laugh loudly: "Open it for me!"

Like a golden thread, it cut through the dark sky.

After a few moments, the sky gradually returned to clarity, and daylight pierced through the churned clouds, and countless rays of light fell on the earth.

A majestic figure slammed into the courtyard, and the man carried a long knife at his waist, domineering.

He looked around, and finally grinned at his little apprentice, "Hey, I finally convinced the old Taoist priest." Damn, if you are reasonable, you just don't want to listen to it, you have to be rude!"

The little girl smiled, her face was bright, and she raised her head and was triolatory.

She suddenly screamed, "Master, you vomited blood!"

The man wiped away a trace of blood from his mouth with his thumb, and said angrily: "It's just a little bit of skin, what a fuss." ”

The weak scholar suddenly said: "Lao He, you go and say hello, try not to cause any more trouble." I really can't ......."

He suddenly stretched out his palm to cover his mouth, and blood was still slowly oozing from between his fingers.

The old man who took off his bag and put it on the stone table was just about to set off, but when he saw this scene, he had to stop, and the weak scholar raised his other hand and waved it, and the old coachman rose from the ground and disappeared in a flash.

The man's face was full of embarrassment, and he said apologetically: "It's not that you can't tell the winner from the loser, it's just that if you continue to fight like this, the movement is too big, and I'm afraid of delaying Mr.'s big event." ”

The weak scholar nodded, not caring.

The little girl jumped off the stone bench, came to Master's side, and wondered, "Master, Master, Grandpa He and you can't tell the difference, what's the use of going?"

The man flicked his finger on her forehead, "This is not simple, your Grandpa He doesn't need to make a move at all, it is already equivalent to telling the Taoist priest that there are two masters in this city, and the Taoist will naturally retreat." ”

The little girl sighed, not in high spirits.

From start to finish, no one really cared about the young man.

I'm afraid it's still not clear what his last name is.

When the weak scholar put down his palm, the blood had disappeared, and he picked up the wine gourd again, raised his head and poured a sip of wine, "How did you think about it? You should understand that this fight didn't have to be fought in the first place, so this is also our sincerity, right?"

Chen Qingniu nodded, indicating that he understood the twists and turns.

He laughed: "But you seem to be very reasonable, based on the most unreasonable premise, I can tell you unmistakably ......"

Chen Qingniu stretched out his finger and pointed at Xie Shiji, "I can't care about the past life and the next life, but in this life, she Xie Shiji is my person in life and my ghost in death!

"Yo, that sounds like there's no need to talk about it, young man, are you very tough?"

The tall man named Xiahou Xionglie shook his head and said with a smile: "The toad yawns, swallows the sky and spits out the sun, but he is not afraid to flash his tongue." ”

Chen Qingniu slowly stood up, his face was indifferent, and said, "It's hard to talk about." But you run in front of me and rob people, can I be convinced? Of course not. ”

The man continued to shake his head, and said helplessly: "Why bother." ”

Xiahou Xionglie held down the handle of the knife with the palm of one palm, although he was standing in the courtyard and Chen Qingniu was standing on the steps, the height of the two was still the same, so he only needed to look at Chen Qingniu at eye level, "Otherwise, let's practice our hands?"

As soon as Xie Shiji was about to get up, it was as if someone had forcibly pressed his head and pressed him back to the stone bench.

With a flick of his sleeves, Xie Shiji instantly lost control of his body, not only that, but the eight heavenly dragons in Chen Qingniu's body that were about to move all the year round were quiet in an instant.

He looked at Chen Qingniu, "Young people, you have to cherish your blessings, and you have to spare your life." When you get out of this narrow world in the future, you will find that not everyone is willing to talk to you so well, and not everyone can not be domineering. ”

He asked, "Now that your greatest reliance is gone, what should I do?" ”

He raised his voice slightly, just like that, the momentum was majestic, not inferior to Xiahou Xionglie who was in the middle of the battle before, he looked at Xie Shiji, his eyes were dark, "If it weren't for her...... My patience has always been very poor!"

At this time, Song Jinya, a little girl like a demon king in the world, was also subconsciously silent, and she didn't dare to take a breath.

The weak scholar stood up and said flatly: "Let's go." ”

Chen Qingniu took a step forward and said angrily: "I didn't agree!"

Xie Shiji showed a look of pain and struggle, his body trembled, and the weak scholar waved his sleeves lightly, Xie Shiji suddenly couldn't move, but under her coat, the protective armor showed the slightest sign of cracking.

Chen Qingniu stepped out in one step, Xiahou Xionglie sneered and grabbed it, a little surprised, he didn't grab Chen Qingniu's shoulder, and passed by the loach, Xiahou Xionglie suddenly accelerated and retreated, his head did not turn, and his cross arm swept back.

The arm swept directly into Chen Qingniu's vest, and the whole person was smashed on the spot and smashed into the courtyard wall, which was not enough, and continued to fly into the courtyard of the opposite door.

Obviously, in the face of the most top-notch martial arts monk in a continent, Chen Qingniu has not yet had the strength to fight.

Two large holes appeared in the two courtyard walls of the two houses.

The little girl jumped on the courtyard wall on tiptoe, condescendingly, only to see the poor worm who was not able to measure himself, kneeling on one knee, covered in dust, spitting out a mouthful of blood to the ground, looking up at her own yard, her lips moving slightly, as if she had said something.

The next moment.

Chen Qingniu suddenly rushed forward.

A terrifying aura was no longer deliberately concealed, Xiahou strode away with a fierce smile, stretched out a palm, instantly grabbed the young man's neck, and pushed forward, "Give me a retreat!"

One push.

Chen Qingniu's whole body was like a meteor, crashing out, cutting through the sky, and his body crashed into the western wall of the Iron Tablet Military Town.

The walls shook twice.

Once it was like a siege boulder smashing against a wall, and the second time was a figure that pulled itself out of the pit and quickly swept out of the depression and returned to Huitou Alley.

Xiahou Xiong Fierce suddenly stepped out, and smashed his fist into the air with an unpredictable prophet.

Chen Qingniu was slammed into the chest with a strong knot, and once again fell into the big pit in front of the wall of the military town.

This time there was a long silence.

Only blood slowly trickled out of the cracks in the rubble.

The little girl standing on the wall of the small courtyard jumped twice, and said, "It's finally stopped now, right?"

Xiahou Xionglie twisted his wrist slightly, and sneered: "If it weren't for this guy's bent on seeking death, according to his bones, it would be no worse than the seedling we found in Wulin Military Town." ”

Xie Shiji didn't know when a pair of eyes had turned into a treacherous white silver color, and even a wisp of golden color quickly swam, she clearly didn't speak, but a voice sounded coldly in the small courtyard, "I'll follow you away." ”

The weak scholar stared at her strange eyes, thoughtful.

Xiahou Xionglie turned his head to look at the burly woman, and after looking at each other for a moment, he actually had a little inexplicable fear and took the initiative to look away.

After seeing this scene, the old man burst into tears and his body trembled.

In the depression of the city wall, one gravel, two or three, gradually increased.

A blood-soaked arm was exposed, clutching the edge of the wall.

I don't let go.

Never let go!

I, Chen Qingniu, will never let go again in this life......

As soon as you let go, you miss out. Once missed, life and life missed.

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The chaotic golden threads in Xie Shiji's eyes became more and more condensed, and she said silently again: "Let him go, I'll go with you." ”

The weak scholar exhaled lightly and smiled, "I finally understand." I see, that's how it should be. ”