Chapter 1215

On the border of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, one old and one young, Yu Jian hovered, not daring to cross the thunder pool for half a step.

It was the old deaf boy who sneaked back to his hometown, said a few words from his heart, and asked if he could settle down in the senior dojo, and boldly discuss something.

As a result, the old blind man was not willing to talk to him at all.

This is very aggrieved, I took the initiative to visit the door, and got a silent rejection. The old deaf boy didn't dare to trespass in this area, so he could only stare blankly.

It was Ning Yao who asked for help, so that the old deaf boy could lead his apprentice into this lifeless and lonely land, and landed on the top of the lonely peak like a thousand mountains to worship.

You Yu, the disciple of Lao Deaf, is a sword cultivator from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and is about to form alchemy. The speed of breaking through the realm is really not too slow, after all, it was the sword fairy embryo that the boss gave to the old deaf child himself.

Ning Yao went out to entertain guests, followed by a red-cheeked girl in a sable hat, belching generously.

In the old days of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, in the prison where the old deaf son was sitting, besides the criminal officer Hao Su who was "employing his salary", there were also two maids, Chang Ming and Ji Qing, who were the world's golden spirits. Copper money and Gu Yuqian's ancestral money incarnation, and finally under the "matching" of the boss sword fairy, Hao Su accepted Du Shanyin as his apprentice, and Lao Deaf'er accepted You Yu as his apprentice.

Ning Yao remembered something and asked, "Old Deaf, what's your name?"

When Xie Gou heard the prologue of this long-lost reunion, he only felt that the Great Wall of Sword Qi that he missed after sleeping was really a custom of loving each other.

But the old deaf child didn't care, grinning and said: "Miss Ning don't ask, I almost forgot my real name, it's called Gan Tang, and I have an old dao name, 'Dragon Voice'."

After being away from home for too long, the Taoist temple is Fuyu Mountain in the wild world, and its reputation is not obvious, far inferior to Taoist temples such as Xianzan City and Dayue Qingshan.

After the war ended, the boss Sword Immortal gave him extra favors, and the old deaf boy who had no merit but hard work got a free body. This time he returned home, he didn't dare to go to the dojo to see, for fear of being caught straight, he would go on his own. In this life, it was indeed miserable enough. At the beginning, I couldn't stand the instigation of my old friends, and thought that my sword skills were not weak, so I wanted to run to wrestle with Chen Qingdu, but in the end, I was pulled by the Great Wall of Sword Qi to make up for it. Got a prisoner. If you finally get out of trouble, and then get blocked by Chusheng or Feiran, wouldn't it be a disaster. What's more, I have an oil bottle by my side, so I feel uncomfortable after all. If I really want to fight with Ascension Realm, I will inevitably be tied up. After all, it is the disciple who was given to me by the boss Sword Immortal. If I lost my life in the wild world, the old deaf child would feel guilty in his heart , This is not hypocritical, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, as a wild monster, he was able to rank among the top ten sword immortals. This honor has been unique for thousands of years. For this point, the old deaf child has to read Chen Qingdu well. Of course, if he could beat Chen Qingdu, he would be fine.

Ning Yao and that young hidden official are really a perfect match, they belong to two extremes of life.

A sword cultivator who was born and raised on the Great Wall of Sword Qi didn't even know his name. A foreigner, but he even knows the customs of Fuyu mountain area clearly.

You Yu and Du Shanyin are the same age, Du Shanyin has never been convinced by Chen Pingan, but You Yu regards the young hermit as an unattainable figure, it is a pity that during this trip, he followed the master all the way to hide his head At the end, I didn't hear too much news about Chen Yinguan.

Ning Yao asked curiously, "What are you doing here this time?"

Now that the old deaf child has returned to his hometown, why come here to make trouble for himself. If it is said that a monk on the top of the Haoran mountain has been attached to the wilderness for many years, he would probably be scolded to death when he returned to his hometown, but in the wilderness world, what happened to the old deaf child, is it still a good story? After all, Lao Deaf was once one of the ten peak sword celestial beings who were eligible to participate in the discussions at the head of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and he was also the only monster sword cultivator.

The old deaf child laughed and said, "I want to find a more stable place to stand. I don't need to calculate and calculate. Fighting and killing, it seems like I have my head tied to my trouser belt all day long. Miss Ning, do you have any suggestions?"

In the past, when the wilderness attacked Haoran fiercely, he had to stay at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Now Haoran is launching a big battle to counterattack the wilderness. Could it be that he is still in the same situation? The old deaf child felt too bad.

Ning Yao knew it in his heart, and said with a smile: "If you want to go to the colorful world, just say so."

The old deaf boy went down the donkey, rubbed his hands together and said, "That's kind."

The first choice is of course the colorful world where the sky and the ground don't matter. When the door opens next time, Qi practitioners from other worlds, regardless of their status or realm, can go there.

Then there is the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The only problem is the high threshold. After all, that old blind man has no shortage of thugs. Anyone who knows what will happen to Taoting understands it.

The last choice is to go to Nanba Suozhou to seek refuge with Qi Tingji and hang out with the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect. It is probably not difficult, but deep down in the heart of the old deaf child, he is not particularly willing to give that guy the nickname "Qi Shanglu" as a favor. So if there is a choice, it is the best to replace Qi Tingji with Dong San, and they will definitely be able to chat.

Ning Yao asked, "Didn't you think about going to Luopo Mountain?"

The old deaf boy with a shriveled neck, yellow and thin face, wrinkled his old face, looked extremely awkward, gritted his teeth, shook his head vigorously and said: "No, no, no, no, I am too sensitive as a monster. The Great Wall, of course, it doesn’t matter, if you go to Luopo Mountain in Aquarius Island, it’s easy to cause the Lord Yinguan to be scolded in vain.”

Even though he knew that Ning girl was the young hermit's best friend, the old deaf boy didn't dare to say a word of politeness on this matter.

That kid is deeper than Qi Tingji, and his thoughts are not like a young man's. When he gets along with him, he has to worry about it every day? What's more, that Luopo mountain is obviously a place of right and wrong, he wanted to leave the wild world because he wanted to avoid right and wrong, so there was no reason for him to jump into the fire pit with a pole. It's interesting to chat with Chen Pingan for nothing, but it's not necessary to work under this kid. God knows how many Confucian temple sages and various forces are staring at that desolate mountain and Chen Pingan, who holds the title of hermit official? If I went, why would I say it. But don't hide in the quilt and fart will be recorded by someone.

The old blind man walked out of the hut with his hands behind his hands, "Don't be shameless."

Ning Yao was a little puzzled, she mentioned it casually, she remembered that Senior Zhici had no close relationship with Chen Pingan.

For a moment, Gan Tang couldn't tell what the old Fourteenth Realm was thinking.

Xie Gou was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so he stood beside him and said, "Look at your posture and listen to your tone, does this old man look down on our Luopo Mountain?"

Gan Tang couldn't see the depth of the ermine hat girl's morality, so he asked in doubt, "Dare to ask you?"

Xie Gou said with a stern face: "I am the new capable officer of the Mountain Lord, and I am the first enshrined enshrined in the Patriarch Hall of Jise Peak."

The old blind man sneered and said: "The identity of the monster clan is nothing. For example, her name is Bai Jing, one of the old guys who was woken up by Bai Ze, who dares to criticize Chen Pingan? What's more, besides Bai Jing, there are other people in Luoluo Mountain. There is that wild sword cultivator who brewed wine in Luobaotan with Bixiao Cave Master back then, but now he has an unfamiliar alias. Heh, if you add Daoist Gantang, wouldn’t it be full of heroes to participate in the grand event, soaring all over the place? Go to a demon The clan is to scold, to go to two is to be afraid, to go to three is not to respect Luopo Mountain?"

The old blind man talked about one monster clan, fortunately he didn't add the suffix of "animal".

Gan Tang's face changed slightly, and he carefully glanced at the girl in the ermine hat. Be good, is she really that notorious aunt in ancient times who likes to **** human names?

As for the Ancient Sword Cultivator whose name was changed to "Stranger", his reputation is not small, he is a master who likes to fight, the key is that I heard that this senior has a habit of only picking what he can't beat when he asks a sword, a hero!

Why did everyone go to Luopo Mountain?

Lord Yinguan is a good abductor.

The old blind man reminded: "The golden opportunity of a thousand years is right in front of us. After passing this village, this shop will disappear. Huh?"

Gan Tang immediately changed his mind, and said along the way: "You can go there, why can't you go, I think that Luopo Mountain is the ashram of Lord Yinguan, and it's not a mountain of swords and seas of fire, it's a good thing!"

Senior, you have spoken harshly, if I don't go to Luopo Mountain, I'm afraid that I won't be able to get out of the hundred thousand mountains, and the result will be worse than Taoting.

If there were Bai Jing and that stranger standing in front of Luoba Mountain, could this matter really be discussed? He only said that if he had the opportunity to ask the two of them about swordsmanship, the benefit of the great way is probably not a matter of money. The boss sword fairy once gave him a sword manual in private, just because of his identity as a demon clan, even if the old deaf son studied it painstakingly, he still didn't get much profit, while Bai Jing and Stranger are serious demon clan sword cultivators. , comrades in the same way, if we learn Taoism and swordsmanship together in that desolate mountain... it is indeed a good thing!

The old blind man nodded and said with a smile: "Girl Ning, let Gantang go to Luopo Mountain to be a mountain guard for worship, so consider it a congratulatory gift from me in advance."

Gan Tang grimaced, it was really bad luck. So it was sold? Can it be the same thing as offering and serving as a bodyguard? The latter is connected to the luck on the mountain top of the dojo.

The old blind man asked: "Fellow Daoist Gantang, it seems that you are not quite reconciled?"

When Gan Tang heard that the other party called him "Daoyou", he panicked.

The old blind man sneered, "At least he is at the pinnacle of the Ascension Realm. Taking an apprentice with him is like being a thief, so you don't have to panic."

Gan Tang respectfully said: "Senior taught me the lesson."

Fortunately, Ning Yao said with a smile: "You don't need to be a guardian of the mountain, there is no shortage of this on Luopo Mountain. Senior only needs to stay there for about 80 years, and when the door is opened, you can go to Wucai Tianxia to start a sect. Of course, if you are willing, senior, Going to Feisheng City to get a job that only needs to be named, there is no problem, very welcome."

Gan Tang sighed in relief, "It's meaningless if you don't start a sect, wait until you do your best on the Luopo Mountain, then resign your identity and relieve your burden, and go wandering around the colorful world to be a friend with you." The uncontested mountain fairy will be enough, at most, he will pick and choose along the way, and help this child You Yu find a few more juniors."

The old blind man saw that Ning Yao and Gan Ting had reached an agreement, so he added, "Gan Tang, when you get to Aquarius Island, remember to pay more attention to my apprentice."

Gan Tang was at a loss.

Not long ago, Li Huai took that fox spirit down the mountain to visit a certain ferry.

Ning Yao helped to introduce: "His name is Li Huai, he is a Confucian disciple, and his hometown is in a small town near Luopo Mountain. He is a disciple carefully selected by Grandfather of the Temple. Taoting is now Li Huai's guardian."

Gan Tang sighed sincerely, "This kid is so lucky to be able to worship senior as his teacher."

Yan'er, a girl in a sable hat, tried to hold back a smile. She is very clear about the way master and apprentice get along, it's hard to say who is the grandpa and who is the grandson.

The old blind man put his hand on Gantang's shoulder, and said with a smile, "What a blessing? You sound envious? If that's the case, why don't you just stay here and become my unnamed disciple? I don't recognize you." What a personal story, but you can call Li Huai your senior brother. The good thing about the pie falling from the sky is on your lips, open your mouth, do you want to eat it or not?"

Gan Tang couldn't stop laughing dryly, it was a statement of opinion.

The old blind man ordered: "Gantang, before going to Aquarius Island, you should help Li Huai protect the way for a while as a reward. If you provoke any fourteenth realm, if you can escape, come here. If you can't escape, you Knowing that you will die, tell the other party that you are covered by me, and let the other party decide whether to kill you or not, and you are not willing to trade one life for another."

Although Gan Tang had doubts in his heart, he wasn't sure that the old blind man could really kill a fellow monk, but the old blind man's verbal promise was really a piece of cake from the sky.

Not daring to hesitate, Gan Tang hurriedly clasped his fists in thanks.

Although the old blind man's eyes were hollow, he seemed to see through Gan Tang's thoughts, "Do you think I'm talking big? It's not difficult to win a fourteenth-level monk in a fight outside of a hundred thousand mountains, but it's not difficult to kill a fourteenth-level monk. Difficult?"

Gan Tang didn't dare to deny it, so he really took the old blind man for blindness, so he had to bite the bullet and said truthfully: "Don't dare to lie to senior, the fact that the fourteenth realm is difficult to entangle and difficult to kill has been recognized for thousands of years. "

The old blind man smiled and said: "There are always exceptions. If you don't believe me, when I ask your apprentice to burn paper on his grave, I will advise you to rest in peace, and then I will explain to you what the exception is."

Gan Tang looked embarrassed and said: "Don't worry, senior, I won't have asylum, so I will just start a fourteenth-level monk."

The old blind man looked disdainful and said: "After the rain, the sky clears, and the new fourteenth realm is full of water."

Gan Tang dared not speak.

The old blind man smiled and said, "Of course girl Ning is an exception."

Ning Yao accepted it calmly.

On the top of a high mountain, there are two 14th-level monks and two Ascension-level swordsmen standing at this moment.

Of course, there is also the gloom of a Golden Core Sword Cultivator.

When You Yu left his hometown, he was still a teenager, but now he looks like a young man, a head taller than Master's old deaf son.

You Yu naturally longed for the downcast mountain of the young hermit official for a long time. He has a completely different personality from his peer Du Shanyin.

In fact, he knew very well that Master was actually not very satisfied with him, because the master occasionally looked at him with a bit of undisguised irritability and disgust.

You Yu doesn't have any resentment, she has mediocre aptitude and is slow in practicing swords, so she can't blame her master for looking down on her.

But if you want Master to simply abandon him, throw him in a random place, and go his own way from now on, You Yu is not that stupid, he dare not say such angry words.

This trip to the 100,000 Mountains, with this result, was a pleasant surprise, and I was in a good mood. After wandering around for a few years, I was finally going to see Lord Yinguan again? I even have a chance to become a member of the sect of Lord Yinguan?

Ning Yao said with a smile: "Your name is You Yu. Chen Pingan often mentions you, saying that you are willing to endure hardships, have a good heart, and recognize a good master. As long as you show the qualifications and perseverance recognized by the old deaf child, the old deaf child will not be a bad person." The stingy preacher is definitely willing to teach you everything, as long as you keep your feet on the ground and climb up step by step, your future achievements in the way of swordsmanship will definitely not be low."

You Yu looked cautious, because he was not good at words by nature, so he didn't know how to answer.

After all, the woman in front of him is Ning Yao.

Gan Tang was very pleased to hear this. Ning Yao never said anything false, since she has said so, she must be right.

I never thought that the lord Yinguan knew my temper so well, yes, the teaching of swordsmanship and Taoism by myself is what disciple Youyu "deserves" in every current state, not too much, and never too little, in short, the disciple gets Take it away from the master with real ability.

Ning Yao looked at the magnificent scene of mountains beyond the mountains and took a deep breath.

The old blind man said that he didn't welcome guests here, so he asked Gan Tang, master and apprentice, to go to the ferry immediately to find Li Huai.

I believe that when Li Huai returns to his hometown, Luopo Mountain will have one more Ascended Sword Cultivator named enshrined.

When Gan Tang and You Yu bid farewell and left, the two skittering sword lights added some color to the dead and desolate land.

The old blind man asked: "Are you planning to go back to Haoran?"

Ning Yao nodded and said, "I'm back."

The old blind man was silent for a moment, and said: "Successfully reaching the 14th level is not a trivial matter. It is gratifying. Chen Qing has never doubted that you can become the 14th level, but it is estimated that even he did not expect this day to come so soon. If he To be able to see it with my own eyes, I guess I would laugh my **** off, and I have to show off a few times on my side. There are only a handful of old friends, and even fewer old friends can be called friends. "

"Ning Yao, when you ran away from home and traveled the world alone, Chen Qingdu actually arranged for a sword cultivator to follow you quietly. As for Nalan Yexing or whoever it is, it may be a foreign sword fairy who traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. I don't know who it is, I'm too lazy to ask Chen Qing about this, he only said that the arrangement is relatively hidden, and he also said that he is not going to tell you about it. After all, Chen Qing is still worried that you will be wronged there , or someone tricked me, but that unknown sword cultivator followed you back then, and stopped when he got near the Lizhu Cave, because Chen Qingdu let me take over."

Back then when Ning Yao was in the Lizhu Cave, he was in danger because of the mud legs that were born and raised in that town, and the old blind man almost wanted to make a move.

If he doesn't make a move, Chen Qingdu will definitely make an exception and make a move, and it will be two times. Follow the rules, no matter what your Confucian Temple thinks, of course, Chen Qingdu will definitely fight in Shiwanda Mountain, ugly You have a big temper.

Ning Yao said: "Chen Pingan said that the secret guardian, at first he guessed that it was Lu Zhi who was born in Haoran, but the timing didn't match up, and later he thought it was very likely to be the Sanxian from the Shenzhou of the Middle Earth, the sword cultivator. Jiang Fu, in the Immortal Realm, this person has always been lonely and wild, and his whereabouts are uncertain. The most famous thing about this sword fairy is that she has collected a considerable number of raising sword gourds."

The old blind man had never heard of such a name before, so he wondered: "How did that kid guess it? There is a record at the Summer Palace? Or is it that the sword cultivator surnamed Jiang is very famous in your Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

It's okay to say that Chen Pingan could guess Ning Yao's trip to Haoran back then, and there was someone hiding and protecting her, but if Chen Pingan knew the roots of the guardians, the old blind man really didn't believe it. Chen Qing is relatively steady in doing things.

Ning Yao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "There are records in the Summer Palace, but she used a pseudonym at the time, so Chen Pingan will definitely not be able to find out the truth only by relying on this. Jiang Fu was withdrawn in the Great Wall of Sword Qi back then, and he didn't show his personality. Not dewy, she didn't use the sword much, she was more like watching the battle, Jiang Fu didn't interact with many people, but she had a characteristic, she liked to drink, it can be said that she was addicted to alcohol, three drinks a day, unshakable, when food."

"Before Chen Pingan left his hometown for the first time, he got a medium-quality Yangjian gourd from Wei Bo. At that time, Wei Bo said that this item was the inventory of the Dali Dynasty. The sword gourd, the vermilion raised sword gourd has the name "ginger pot", which is a homonym for "Jianghu". Chen Pingan had been drinking at that time, so it was love at first sight, and he believed Wei Bo's vision, so there was no reason not to accept it. During several travels, Chen Pingan has always been more concerned about raising sword gourds, and Jiang Fu's unique accent in his hometown has always been indistinguishable from both the lake and the lake. In addition, Jiang Fu is a female sword fairy, who secretly guards the way for me , It is indeed more appropriate. It is estimated that Jiang Fu stopped outside the Lizhu Cave, and did not leave the Dali Dynasty immediately, but kept hiding in the dark. When the situation became clear, she took the Yangjian Gourd as a gift and found a The way is to let the Dali Song family or the national teacher Cui Chen, with the help of the tiger Wei Bo, give it to Chen Pingan without showing any traces, and the sword-raising gourd is neither too expensive nor shabby, it is just right."

The old blind man nodded, "It's all about calculations. The frog at the bottom of the well jumped out of the well. It is not easy for Chen Pingan to get this far and smooth out the mess."

Thinking of one incident, the old blind man warned: "It's only natural to pay off debts, girl Ning, don't forget that you made a promise to the Long Zhanlong Terrace at the foot of a certain **** statue in that fairy tomb. Pay it off early, don't delay."

Ning Yao nodded and said: "Always pay attention, this time when I go back, it will be settled."

The old blind man rubbed his chin, "What an unintentional 'Bodhisattva's nod', the mud-legged man obviously hasn't been to school for a day, it seems that at critical moments, there are always some words of blessing to the soul, which can teach others unexpectedly."

Ning Yao said: "I heard from Chen Ping'an that it seems that there is a question and an answer recorded in the Buddha's Lantern Records. How can it be a clever use of a sentence, and it will come naturally."

The old blind man asked, "Do you still remember the first time you met Zhao Yao?"

Ning Yao nodded and said: "At that time, I only mistakenly thought that the schoolboy standing next to Mr. Qi was a young man who couldn't control his mouth. After Zhao Yao got a quarter of Bai Ye's fairy sword 'Taibai', I just Knowing that he was actually a sword cultivator long before he left his hometown, then what he said involuntarily and blurted out downstairs in the archway at that time, maybe there was some kind of traction with my natal flying sword?"

The old blind man said cheerfully, "The truth is more complicated than this. Chen Pingan has such a good mind, why didn't he say a few words on your side?"

Ning Yao shook his head and said with a smile, "Chen Ping'an doesn't care to talk more about this nephew of the context."

The old blind man said: "According to the calculation based on a certain volt line and someone's mountain, you were supposed to have more intersections with sword repairer Zhao Yao in the Lizhu Cave. If you can really get together, it belongs to Jian Qi." The Great Wall can also pinch its nose, a match made in heaven that is barely acceptable. One of the biggest opportunities on the town's five pillars, Zhao Yao's five elements are wood, is to 'finish the finishing touch' to a certain paperweight, and you open one of them The way of flying swords is to 'open your eyes'. If it weren't for the appearance of Chen Pingan, the foreigner who will go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to make contributions in the future may be Zhao Yao who first went to an overseas isolated island and learned swordsmanship with Bai Ye? The criminal officer Hao Suhui Leaving the customs, assume the identity similar to that of the junior brother Chen Ping'an, and help Zhao Yao gain a firm foothold there."

Ning Yao had a determined look in his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "If you make such an arrangement, you have to ask me whether Ning Yao agrees or not."

On the night cruise ship, the criminal officer Hao Su, because he felt that he owed a great favor to the official Yin, really took the initiative to tell Chen Pingan about an extremely shocking inside story.

The old blind man smiled and said, "Why, I didn't like Zhao Yao the first time I met him, but did I like Chen Pingan the first time I saw him? If Chen Pingan didn't intervene, how could I guarantee that I wouldn't fall in love with Zhao Yao?" Knocking and bumping to become a happy couple?"

Ning Yao said with a dark face, "It's kind of disgusting."

If someone listens to this, Zhao Yao will wait until he can't eat anymore.

Thinking about it this way, she found it interesting again.

The old blind man laughed out loud, it was rare for him to be in such a good mood besides his disciple Li Huai.

Ning Yao said: "Back in Niping Lane, before practicing boxing, Chen Pingan did a lot of things that only he can do today, and said things that only he dared to say. I believe in him!"

Although with Chen Ping, Nanny Bai, and even good friends like Diezhang, Ning Yao has always refused to admit to anyone, that is, between her and Chen Ping, who likes who first, but Ning Yao Knowing this, Yao really started to worry about it. It was true that she liked Chen Ping'an earlier, and Chen Ping'an, who is an elm lump about love between men and women, became enlightened later?

The old blind man scratched his thin-haired head, "Who said it? People who practice Taoism stay away from the world of mortals, live in seclusion in the mountains, love and hate together, and have distracting thoughts, and their Taoism will retreat."

Ning Yao was noncommittal.

The old blind man said: "Girl Ning, maybe you don't like to hear something, Chen Pingan wants to catch up with Cao Ci in martial arts, it is impossible."

Ning Yao said: "It is indeed extremely difficult to catch up with Cao Ci in martial arts, and the possibility is very slim."

But Ning Yao quickly added, "There is a year difference from childhood to age difference."

The old blind man couldn't help laughing, "Isn't this reason a little lame?"

Ning Yao said with a smile: "In the wine shop, I don't know how many sword masters, I feel that what the second shopkeeper said is very reasonable, I really have a conscience."

Every drunkard Jianxiu who drank in that small wine shop felt that this comforting words touched their hearts.

One by one suddenly realized that our swordsmanship was no match for Gou Ri's. Let's go on the road together, and Dong San will watch them because we are still young.

Xie Gou said that he would stay here for a few more days, and Ning Yao traveled alone with his sword. The sword light passed the gate without the sword energy of the Great Wall and the inverted mountain, and returned to Haoran.

The old blind man walked back to the house with his hands behind his back. Xie Gou rubbed his sable hat and said, "I've spent so much time thinking about it these days, but I still can't figure out which way of swordsmanship I should take. You Do you have any good suggestions?"

The old blind man said: "I asked the wrong person. I am not a swordsman. If Chen Qingdu is still there, you can ask him."

Xie Gou started to shake, waved his sleeves, and muttered something, the old blind man couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

Xie Gou said solemnly: "In the Haoran market, we often see this kind of dance to summon souls, and occasionally it works."

The old blind man said angrily, "What's wrong."

Xie Gou made a lot of fuss, but also felt bored, sickly followed the old blind man into the hall of the hut, found a bench and lay down, with a mink hat as a pillow, crossed his legs, dangling one foot slightly, lazily Said: "Zhi, I think you are very pitiful."

For the first time in history, the old blind man did not refute anything, but nodded and said: "Chengqing."

Xie Gou let out a cry, "I thought you were going to get angry and drive people away, so I'm all ready to pack up and leave."

The old blind man said to himself: "Cultivation comes and goes, what are you looking for, it's nothing more than the waves at the bottom of the boat, and the top of the mountain at your feet. But if you stop here, it's not too strange."

Xie Gou asked: "Then what do you think you should do when you are already in the fourteenth realm, is it really strange?"

The old blind man murmured: "One person builds bridges and builds roads, and the rest of the people walk in peace."

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Outside the small temple, the "old man" who cherishes writing squatted at the door, burned a basket of waste paper, and piled all the ashes in the brazier.

Yu Shiwu, who had already remembered the "predecessor", asked curiously: "Have you ever visited the blessed land of white paper?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I've always wanted to go. When I returned to Haoran, I was busy with my own family affairs. I never had a chance. I will be free later. I will be a shopkeeper again. During my trip to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth, I will definitely go and see it."

Yu Shiwu frowned, "When can I restore my real appearance?"

Chen Pingan joked: "Too small?"

It's a pity that Yu Shiwu couldn't understand the meaning of the pun, "It's okay if I don't remember, but I've recovered my memory, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Chen Ping just said something off topic, "It's almost dawn."

Then they can wake up from the dream.

When they wake up one by one, they will still retain most of the memories of their dreams. The overlapping of their memories in each life is actually the continuous superposition of seven emotions and six desires. They used to look at each other in the Ma Mansion with a deep courtyard and a strict hierarchy. Limited by their respective identities and visions, there are depths and shallows. , hiding a knife in a smile, being that sinister villain, doing one thing in person, one thing in another's face, and that jealous vulgar, arrogant shrew... Maybe it was difficult for them to really recognize who was with whom because of their respective identities and circumstances. The true thoughts of the people around you or even the people next to your pillow, but when you fall into a dream, all the subtleties of people's hearts, personality traits, things that you dare not think or do before, dare not say words that are not suitable, have a kind of feeling that can be fully understood. Letting go of hands and feet is useful, and the final result is that the dark side of all human beings is shaken out one by one by "dreams", and there is nothing new under the sun.

Chen Pingan started to set up the members of the Ma family and the outsiders in the house with a completely reversed status, so that the maids and handymen in the house became the masters of the house, and the pampered Ma family children in the house, the Distinguished qi practitioners, as well as court guards who kept their income during droughts and floods and spent extravagant expenses, all became lowly servants. It is planned to gradually bring them together in a certain story, their respective joys and sorrows, love and hate entanglements, life and death, honor and disgrace, all gathered together one after another. It's like collecting a net to catch fish, driving all the fish in rivers, lakes, streams, ditches, and pools in the mountains into a big net. The fantasy world of each background is a "book" of different thickness, so the mountain gods, emperors and generals, high-ranking officials and dignitaries in different stories, just like people of all colors, are all different. It was compressed into a book so that they could get along day and night, and finally look at each other when they wake up from a dream.

Chen Pingan said: "Someone said that the degree of reality we perceive the world largely comes from the depth of memory."

Yu Shiwu asked, "Who is this 'someone'?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It's far away from the sky, but it's close to us."

Yu Shiwu curiously asked a key question, "To support the operation of these dreams, you must also ensure that you can deceive people. Not to mention energy-consuming, spiritual energy and immortal money, right?"

Chen Pingan gave a meaningful answer, "It's easy to say, anyway, the fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields."

Yu Shiwu asked puzzledly: "It takes a lot of trouble, how does it benefit your practice?"

Chen Pingan said: "It is necessary for their thoughts, thoughts, words, subtle changes in facial expressions and eyes, and the behavior trajectories of being involved, driven, and finally put into action to make these fantasy worlds more fulfilling, and to make a small world more beautiful. A Thousand Worlds becomes more real."

"Consciousness-only people say that all dharmas come from the mind, and the mind produces all dharmas. No wonder you mentioned seeds and practice for no reason at the inn on the HD road. It turned out to be foreshadowing. At that time, I thought you were playing tricks to show off yourself His knowledge is overwhelming."

"The people in the Mafu who I pulled into the world of illusions are different from those 'local natives'. The words and deeds of the former are all independent, not arranged or rigid. They just provide everyone with An invisible clay tablet carved with characters. As for the final life story, they are all walking on certain inherent roads... passers-by. Afterwards, they will each pave new roads. And these roads... Like the trees here, the predecessors planted the trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade."

"Why are you willing to tell me the truth?"

"Because you are not the same as the Mafu Renshi, you belong to the kind of people who come and don't leave."

In the front there is Manhuang Xiaoxing, and in the back there is the cook of Mafu, and Yu Shiwu is the third one, each of which has great uses.

Yu Shiwu asked: "Is it so sure to trap me? Detain me here from the beginning to the end? Are you not afraid of being held accountable by Zhenwu Mountain, or that the Confucian Temple will criticize this matter?"

Chen Ping twitched the corners of his mouth, and said sarcastically, "Why do smart people say stupid things on purpose. I don't believe you will accept your fate."

The last time I met a similar person was the black-clothed scholar who was cut into three corpses by the little Tianjun Yang Ning in the ghost valley.

Yu Shiwu fell silent, apparently still having doubts, but he didn't ask.

Chen Pingan took the initiative to give a vague answer, "Someone whose real name and identity is not suitable to be revealed for the time being, previously at Tongyezhou, he gave me a punch of preaching favor, so I am willing to risk the world's displeasure, first Give you half a fist back."

Yu Shiwu asked, "What can I do?"

Chen Pingan gave a more vague answer, "Here, the few of you, are the future roads and rivers, shade trees and ferries."

Yu Shiwu asked tentatively: "Avenging the Ma family and his wife is just a way for you to hide the truth?"

Chen Ping turned his head slowly, and gave Yu Shiwu a cold look.

Yu Shiwu was silent like a cicada, a qi trainer of the upper five realms with a successful practice and almost flawless Taoism felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Using Ma Che and Ghost Scholar Glimpse as the introduction, Chen Pingan, as the "God", began to officially intervene in the story trend of these fantasy realms.

As the night fell, the old woman got up to open the door. Chun Wen, a maidservant in green with a crown of white horns on her head, looked coldly at the bearded passer-by who knocked on the door, looking like a hero with a big beard and a sword.

As the maidservant around Ma Yuemei, she was the most tenacious character. The ranger said straight to the point: "Self-righteous stubbornness is a double-edged sword."

Chun Wen sneered: "Is this the only thing Chen Jianxian has?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I still read too little, and my vision is too narrow."

Chun Wen said in a cold voice: "Admit it, you must admit it. In terms of learning, I am just a maidservant in the Ma family, and my status is humble. Of course, I am not as good as a talented disciple of a saint. Speaking of knowledge, I dare not compete with a young hermit." officials on a par."

The knife light suddenly shone, the woman's neck felt cold, and a head was thrown high, and she could only hear the man's words in her ears, "Since I have accumulated grudges for a long time, I always hate my bad background. Aspirations to the sky cannot be achieved without luck. On the road of life, you must first meet noble people before you can make a fortune. Then I will give you some insight and experience that you can’t even dream of, and let you see another destiny of yourself. Turn back You can see for yourself whether this makes sense.”

Shen Ke, who was hunted down by hundreds of thousands of "Shen Ke" in the entire capital, has fallen into a dangerous situation of being gnawed by ants and elephants. Since the capital is folded like paper, the space for moving around is limited, and the geographical location is getting worse and worse. The more cramped, this made the old master, who was already the bottleneck of the Golden Body Realm, to kill people until he vomited. After the killing, Shen Ke purely relied on his physical instincts to fight back.

Taking the position where he was standing as the center of the circle, there are corpses all around, blood flowing, and broken limbs everywhere, killing a river outside the palace into bright red. Fortunately, because those crazy "Shen Ke" are unarmed, Fan Su, who is proficient in martial arts, was still killed by him abruptly. He had to save himself at the same time, because Shen Ke had to find someone, just because that Chen Jianxian said before leaving that there is no unparalleled road, so he gave him a hand. Shen Ke left behind a glimmer of life and told him the answer to the puzzle. As long as he finds the only existence in the capital who is not "Shen Ke", as long as he kills this person, Shen Ke can escape from the predicament and see the light of day again. Shen Ke was exhausted halfway and was beaten to death. Everything had to start all over again. It is precisely because of this hope and thought that Shen Ke supported him to run around, in the streets and alleys of the capital, the back alleys of wealthy families, government shops, brothels and dark kilns, and even the people who squatted in the latrines, Shen Ke would The first time I saw the other person's appearance, I was afraid of passing by, and the chance of life in the distance was lost. In the end, I don't know how long it has passed. The scarred old master killed him in a rich and magnificent courtyard. , under a high golden canopy blowing in the wind, there is a woman in yellow clothes who looks like a palace.

It seems that there is a suspicion of the rooster sitting in the morning.

When Shen Ke saw that woman's face, it was finally no longer his own face, he was filled with sorrow and joy for a moment, and almost burst into tears, he found it, finally found the right owner!

As for that woman's face, I vaguely remember the appearance of "Chun Wen", the maidservant of the Ma Mansion, who taught her a few sword skills in the early years, how could Shen Ke care about this?

Shen Ke threw away the broken saber with rolled blade in his hand, looked around, and shouted with a hoarse cry, "Chen Jianxian, I found it, I found it!"

The female emperor who was about thirty years old said sternly: "Rebellious ministers and traitors, relying on martial arts, dare to commit rebellious crimes, and they will be arrested before they are tied up, and they will be killed!"

Shen Ke was stunned for a moment, and almost couldn't help but hold the knife again, and chop off this girl with one blow. Enduring the severe pain all over his body, the old man raised his hand to wipe off the blood on his face. He didn't feel anything when he was tense before, but now he relaxed a little, and his liver and gallbladder trembled from the pain. Behind, came out a pale old man wearing a blue robe, with a long snow-white beard that looked like an old man on the stage, hanging down like a waterfall hanging from a high cliff, fluttering like a fairy.

Shen Ke was overwhelmed with surprise, bursting into tears all of a sudden, and staggered forward a few steps, "Chen Jianxian, according to the agreement..."

The "old fairy" stroked his beard and smiled: "Why do you take the deceitful words seriously."

I saw that the "Old Immortal" who was respected by the empress as the teacher of the country, was obviously going to deny it. In an instant, with a flick of his sleeve, a long knife on the ground pierced a hole in Shen Ke's chest.

Shen Ke fell to the ground and couldn't afford to die. The next moment, he returned to the white jade bridge outside the palace, Shen Ke stood up again, and countless Shen Kes swarmed from all directions again.

Shen Ke was stunned and speechless. The ghosts who had been hitting the wall for countless years lingered in this cage, and finally saw a glimmer of light. In the end, it turned out to be a scam?

He didn't even have the heart to swear a few words, Shen Ke closed his eyes, he was really hit by that girl, stood where he was, waiting to die.

In the courtyard, Empress Ma who belonged to Empress Ma who had usurped the throne after many years of listening to the government under the curtain, suddenly had a headache.

The old real man smiled and said: "When you were twelve years old, I gave you an order for this. I remember telling you at that time that fame, fortune, wealth and glory are all things outside the body. It is a pity that when the world sees these, they risk their lives to seek them. It, when you get it, will taste like chewing wax."

"Of course you didn't believe it at the time. Now that you have become a female emperor that you can't even dream of, how is it like here? If there is a chance to start all over again, will you still agree to the draft and enter the palace, or will you follow the wandering Taoist priest?" Cultivate the immortal law of pure heart and few desires on the mountain? Or make a private life with someone, run away from home, make your home around the world, roam the rivers and lakes, and fight for righteousness? Or be an ordinary person with a stable life, open the door every day, Chai rice oil salt sauce vinegar tea?”

"Yes, I have been an emperor, and I want to live forever. This is human nature."

"People who practice Taoism can see the real person, and they can see the real person. The "get" in the past depends on luck, and the "get" in the future depends on oneself."

The same four characters, the word "de", have two pronunciations, "get" and "de".

The old fairy smiled and said: "How many idiots can't see through it, but floating life is like water on the bottom of ice."

When the last word of this fairy-like old fairy was finalized, in an instant, the woman seemed to see the bright moon in the sea, as if suddenly jumping out of the water, illuminating everything in the world like a thousand hectares of glazed, high-branched sleeping crows, shoals. Heron, silently.

In a certain place, on the official road outside Fucheng, that elite cavalry army violently killed people in broad daylight. None of the members of the martial arts school survived. , the result was still killed in an instant, and there was no way to fight back. Many corpses have holes where arrows have been pulled out. It is estimated that the government officials are busy. Regarding this matter, how to report it is a big trouble that can make the prefect feel overwhelmed. In broad daylight, on the ghostly and gloomy road, "Ma Chuan" stared blankly at himself lying in a pool of blood. But looking at the dead man with a messy bun and a broken arm, the brothers came back to their senses for a long time, and looked at each other, not knowing where to go. I remembered the book said that when a person dies, there will be black and white impermanence or a bull-headed horse face to detain the soul. Go to Guimenguan, walk on Huangquan Road, and drink Mengpo soup, I don't know if it is true or not.

At this moment, the ghost Ma Chuan was the first to spot a young man dressed as a Taoist priest, and slowly walked around a horse that was lingering in place. The Taoist priest looked at him. He kept walking and kicked a knife on the road away with his toes. Seeing this, Ma Chuan couldn't help asking, "Are you a ghost too?"

The young Taoist sneered, and said indifferently, "I'm not the same as you, I'm a living person, but I've practiced some superficial methods of the immortal family, so I can see you lonely ghosts passing by."

Ma Bi clenched his fists with both hands, and said in grief and indignation: "Since the Taoist priest is a master of the Xian family, why did he pass by and refuse to save us?!"

Daoist Yunyou smiled and said: "The poor Taoist will admit his mistake and make amends with your brothers. A few words of sincere apology?"

I saw the Taoist slapped his head, and actually pretended to apologize.

Ma Bi was furious, his whole body was covered with faint black smoke, and his eyes couldn't help becoming fierce. He was about to rush up to tangle with the hard-hearted Taoist priest, but Ma Chuan reached out and grabbed his arm vigorously. Seeing this scene, the Taoist priest was not afraid at all, but sarcastically said: "Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and humans and ghosts are on each side. The two meet by chance. According to the old saying, it is a kind of collision, which is more taboo. The reason why poor Taoists are here It’s because my eyes were stained with some talisman water just now, and it’s worth a few taels of silver when converted into the market price, so I can open my eyes to see you and other ghosts, in order to prevent evil spirits from causing trouble, and my obsession is too deep. Dao kills you now, and there will be a sinister virtue around you."

Ma Chuan said tremblingly: "It can be seen that the Taoist priest is not such a person."

The young Taoist smiled and asked: "Want to become what the poor Taoist called a fierce ghost, so as to avenge this murderous man who caressing people's lives? Then the poor Taoist will pour cold water on you. Believe it or not, you guys from the Fucheng Can’t even enter the city gate? By luck, I slipped into the city gate, and then bypassed the inspection team of the City God’s Temple’s day and night tour gods. , regarded as filthy dirty things, I killed you on the spot."

As soon as he mentioned the gangster, Ma Chuan gritted his teeth and said, "Master Dao, as long as we can avenge those beasts, we brothers are willing to pay any price!"

Ma Bi's face twisted and he said ferociously: "Beasts are not as good, they must be skinned and cramped, and their flesh and blood will be eaten!"

The Taoist looked playful, and said slowly: "The reason why you didn't save yourself before was because you brought on this disaster yourself, and the gods can't save you who are only begging for death. If you saved you today, you can't say that you will still be dead tomorrow, a person who is not a party. Why bother to mess with the world of mortals? If you don't slaughter you to earn Yin virtue, you are already poor..."

The brother saw the Taoist priest raise his single palm in front of him, and silently recited a sentence of Fushou Wuliang Tianzun.

After that, after the two brothers knelt and kowtowed and pleaded bitterly, the Taoist priest put together all the dead bodies and buried them hastily.

The Taoist priest followed the horseshoe marks on the path of the cavalry with two ghosts, and followed them all the way.

The swordsman is indeed a master of the world, not panting, not blushing, walking like flying, faster than a galloping horse, the Ma brothers are glad that they are ghosts, and they can follow that strange man who claims to be down the mountain to experience the world of mortals. The Taoist stopped to rest during the period, took out the dry food from the package, took off the wine gourd around his waist, and sat on the side of the road drinking for himself. He used peanuts and pickles as the wine and vegetables. The dry food was hard to swallow, so he took a sip of wine to moisturize Throat... The impetuous Ma Bi urged the Taoist priest several times to finish eating and hurry on the road, but the Taoist priest was leisurely, only saying that if he eats wine and does not eat vegetables, he must be drunk quickly. In the meantime, Ma Bi didn't notice that his elder brother looked at him, as if he remembered something, and felt strange. Ma Chuan shook his head secretly, forgetting certain things.

"There is nothing wrong with pigs in the trough, and the distribution of spoils is uneven. Dogs eat dogs."

The Taoist thought he was full enough to eat and drink, packed up the package and carried it across his body, patted his stomach lightly, and asked with a casual smile: "Ghosts in the underworld are like people, people in the yangworld are like ghosts, Ma Chuan and Ma Bi, you say that this world is strange. , or not to blame?"

The two brothers were dejected, but kept silent.

The Taoist smiled and said: "Anyway, idleness is idleness. It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. The poor Taoist taught you a technique suitable for ghost cultivation? The poor Taoist has business to do, so it is impossible to accompany you all the time." hang out."

"But we made an appointment in advance. You only have the chance to kill one person for this revenge. Before deciding who to kill, you can find them one by one with the help of Pindao, understand their family background and identity, and finally discuss it." Pick someone to kill. During this period, if you dare to violate the agreement, Pindao has his own means to make you laugh hard."

"Success or failure, give me a sentence."

Ma Chuan clasped his fists and said, "The Taoist priest is kind and virtuous, how can we repay him?"

The Taoist said with a smile: "There is no need to repay. Remember that when you kill your enemies, you must not be soft-hearted."

Because the Taoist priests had a meal halfway, and they had to carefully bypass various temples, academies, and Taoist temples along the way, and at the same time, the Taoist priests had to teach them a magic technique of the immortal family. Itinerary, waited until the brothers separated from the Taoist priest, and then sneaked into the city with the help of the spell, only to learn that the real culprit was two **** from neighboring countries, who had returned home a long time ago. Afterwards, they went through untold hardships, faced danger several times, were in a desperate situation, and almost ended up dying, and finally they found those two people.

Ma Chuan looked at Ma Chuan, and Ma Bi looked at Ma Bi.

They look at themselves.

Almost simultaneously, they recovered all their memories.

When the daughter of the Zhao family named Qiuyun was about to get married, the maid who was dowry beside her suddenly asked her with a smile.

"The status of master and servant has been swapped, and the former master, Ma Yuemei, has been your maidservant for many years. How does it feel?"

Shen engraved in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, died again and again, like falling into reincarnation, spinning endlessly, the old man became more and more haggard, skinny, and completely dead.

When the vision appeared in the world, Wan Lai was silent, and Shen Ke didn't realize it. He was wandering alone in the alleys of the capital that were empty of thousands of people, like lonely ghosts and walking corpses.

I could only hear a person behind him laughing and saying, "If you want to get rich, why don't you ask me."

Shen Ke's body was stiff, his expression was numb and he turned his head away, saw the man in green shirt, thought for a while, and finally remembered the person in front of him, it seemed to be a sword fairy, what's his last name?

The skinny old man had a little light in his cloudy eyes, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to ask something, but couldn't open his mouth.

The man smiled and asked: "Give you a physique equivalent to that of a martial artist in the limit, and I will treat it as helping to cheat. Let's see if you can get out of this place?"

Shen Ke was not at all happy when he heard the words, he just squatted down silently, leaning his back against the wall of the alley, holding his head in his hands, the heartbroken old man just sobbed.

The man said with a smile: "You are so old, why are you still crying?"

Shen Ke raised his head a little, and raised his hand again. The old man chewed the finger with the wrench bit by bit, his mouth was full of blood, his throat moved slightly, and he swallowed the flesh and bones together with the broken jade wrench. abdomen.

The man asked: "Regret medicine, is it delicious?"

The old man shook his head.

In another fantasy world, Chen Pingan stepped forward outside the small temple, and revisited the old place with Yu Shiwu, and returned to the bustling water town. Walking on the bluestone road on the bank, there is a colorful boat in the river , carrying the bride with a phoenix crown and Xiapei, is sailing towards the Fulu Bridge, which symbolizes beauty.

They walked slowly side by side, and there was a red and gorgeous crape myrtle tree in full bloom in a high-rise courtyard. Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The old thing becomes a spirit, I don't know that it has seen several teenagers in the house turn gray."

Yu Shiwu asked: "Earlier, I thought it was not the right time for the flowers to bloom. Didn't you mean to imply that it was about to become a spirit? It was a flaw deliberately shown to the discerning people?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "All count."

The idle rich young man was walking towards him, carrying a bird in a cage and whistling, as if he wanted to catch some live food for the thrush in the cage. Brother Gongzi saw a young girl with a graceful figure and a flower basket, so he took a step sideways, just blocking the girl's path. Brother Young Master quickly apologized with a cheeky smile, and offered to step out of the way... Yu Shiwu asked, is he a child of the Ma family? Chen Pingan shook his head, it was just a market spirit. They came to the open-air drying yard full of sauce jars, and soon there were busy guys inside, who raised their heads and said, "Master Chen is here." Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, and soon there was another familiar worker Asked loudly, "Master Chen, is the son so old?" Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing, and the "boy" Yu Shiwu sighed, what is this all about.

Yu Shiwu is like a spectator who has just seen countless spectators with lantern riddles and lanterns on the 15th Lantern Festival, but has not been able to answer a few of the answers. What is the purpose of naming the town Tofu Pass?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "According to the rules, riddles are expensive to solve, or there may be codes but no codes. Generally, lantern riddles are not allowed to be exposed."

Yu Shiwu asked: "Just talk about the content related to lantern riddles. I roughly estimate that in the past two thousand years, there are no less than thousands of people who have glanced at them. I am very curious, very curious! Chen Pingan, where do you get so many?" Can my knowledge be thrown into this world of dreams?"

How much effort and complicated learning would it take to make a successful "immortal" who has lived in the world for thousands of years without ever noticing something was wrong?

"It sounds like a question that only laymen would ask."

Chen Pingan shook his head, and then asked back: "Have you heard of the night boat? Do you know that there is an entry city on it?"

Yu Shiwu shook his head and said, "I don't like to inquire about these things. There are very few things in the mountains and the mountains, and I know very little. Does this mean that the family does not know the family, and the monk does not know the family? Naturally, there is no comparison with you who travel far all the year round. You The owner of the mountain is used to going out to ask directions, and going to the countryside to ask customs..."

Speaking of this, Yu Shiwu had a somewhat self-deprecating expression. In terms of travel experience, in his two thousand years, how have he seen less scenery and people, and how much have he remembered?

Chen Ping smiled and said, "The mountains are tall and the trees are tall, the wells are deep and the water is cool. You don't have to compare this with me, Daoist Yu, each has its own strengths and weaknesses."

In fact, Chen Pingan now has twelve extradition talismans in his hand, as long as one is sacrificed at the coastal boundary, he can help him board the night ship.

Chen Pingan said: "Just talk about the lantern riddles. Actually, it couldn't be easier. You only need to have dozens of lantern riddle collections at hand. You just copy and copy. These books are not expensive. How much money did you spend?"

Chen Pingan continued to explain: "Of course, it is really difficult to make what you see and hear reasonable. So I have already prepared large and small, hundreds of categories, and a total of nearly a thousand categories that have been extended. Thousands of "notes" are the kind of sticky notes that good readers like to put in the pages of books to build and enrich this false world, in order to prevent people like you who practice Taoism from entering it and feel fake at a glance. "

"Back to the topic, there is an old saying that the rich celebrate the New Year, and the poor pass the test. So I think the name Doufuguan sounds more interesting, that's all."

Yu Shiwu held back for a long time, "Is it a "study" heart formula that Xiuhu taught you?"

In the wealthy family at the foot of the mountain, there is a way to read when reading, and there is a secret to writing, which are often secrets that are never leaked.

Chen Ping curled his lips, "He doesn't teach this. He doesn't even bother to do it."

Yu Shiwu asked suddenly: "What if I catch a person and ask him hundreds of questions face to face?"

Chen Pingan couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his thumb to Yu Shiwu, "Then you really caught me."

Yu Shiwu hesitated for a moment, "One day, even if someone breaks the casserole and asks that person to the end, can his answer be seamless?"

Chen Ping'an answered irrelevantly, "Let's take a look at another place?"

Yu Shiwu said helplessly, "I have the final say?"

It's like visiting a famous garden and changing scenery step by step. Where the two of them settled down, the stream in the mountain was lively and noisy, and when it merged into a river outside the mountain, it became silent. One took out the freshly caught wild game in the mountains, and said aloud market gossip and folk proverbs, relying on the mountains to eat, relying on the water to drink water, after all, relying on God to eat, the woodcutter looked up at the scorching sun, and said Good times, the boatman echoed, money is hard to buy May 5th drought, this year's harvest must be good.

In the season when the flowers are bright and the willows are beautiful, dark clouds are covered in an instant, and a heavy rain comes and goes, and the flowers are all over the ground. There is an old man whose family is in decline and his evening scene is bleak. Holding a white paper lantern that has been used for many years, he sent the son of the traveling merchant to the door, and gave the remaining savings to the son who said with certainty that he was going to start a big and stable business. The old man stood still and watched him go. He walked so far that he couldn't see his back before turning back to the house.

The young man who had promised the old man that he would chop his hands if he gambled again, went straight to a smoky gambling shop in the city.

A wealthy salt merchant in his sixties introduced his concubine to everyone, and he only said one thing, this is my family's thief. The young woman holding the old man's arm smiled prettily. It turns out that stealing is synonymous with stealing, and stealing is the same as concubine. It's better to say like this than Mrs.

It was freezing cold, and a military parade was going on at the Doufuguan Martial Arts Field. Yesterday, a son of the rich and powerful of the capital who came here to be gilded for a cutscene, turned out that the general who had always lived a simple life and managed the army well, Deliberately woke up the aristocratic son from bed early in the morning, and came here for a military parade, and stood with that general for an hour. The poor aristocratic son was so cold that his nose bubbled out. Take the aristocratic family to "open a small stove", in fact, there is only a large bowl of white rice porridge on the table, and the pickled vegetables in Wowotou. But even so, the Gaoliang boy who was used to fine clothes and fine food still made him gobble up and chopsticks like flying, feeling that he had never eaten so full and well in his life.

I saw three schools successively, with different situations. A master in a poor village school beat the naughty child with red and swollen hands. After school, the child dared not let his parents see him, otherwise he would definitely suffer another meal . In a school in a wealthy prefecture, the master shrank his neck from being scolded by parents who loved their children and scolded him. People ask for scolding in vain, and they can't say that they can't eat and hang up at the governor's side of the prefecture and county, so the ruler has been ashes for many years. In the private school of a certain scholarly family, an old pedantic teacher was hired. The child who had just started school was beaten badly that day. He ran to find his mother crying and complained. He ran in a panic on the way and fell down. , there was a servant who wanted to help the child, but was stopped by a graceful woman, who just let the child get up immediately. Instead of comforting her, she taught her young son, "Walk safely, How could you fall?" The woman asked her son why he was crying, but the child turned around and ran back to the school without saying a word, and sat down obediently for class.

In the countryside, there are groups of young children who go to the stream to touch the snails together, and when they return home, they use the spines of the pangolin to pick out the snail meat at the dinner table, and there are also those who can taste the mountain delicacies with a single bite. There was also the woman who picked tea and sold it for money, and went to the market along the way. A pair of children who were still in school had brand new and neat clothes, shoes and socks the next day.

Yu Shiwu turned his head and glanced at Chen Pingan.

I saw Chen Pingan smiling and gentle.

Yu Shiwu said to himself: "The extravagant is rich enough, and the thrifty is poor enough."

Yu Shiwu just followed Chen Pingan, as if spreading out a landscape painting again. They came to a rural cottage, and it was snowing heavily outside, and they traveled together for the night. Here, we chatted around the stove at night, with acquaintances, chatting freely over warm wine, drinking cheap earthen fire, but discussing how to persuade His Majesty the emperor to "return the title of the word". Outside the house, there were a few servants and attendants who looked like schoolboys. There was a young man who stuttered naturally, chatting with others, his words were like goat eggs popping out one by one. Beside him was a disheveled and slovenly man, standing sideways with a broom, dozing off, with several copies of Ganoderma lucidum around his waist.

It is obviously unreasonable for a servant to have a Ganoderma lucidum hanging around his waist.

Chen Ping "came" outside the house with Yu Shiwu, and pointed to the stuttering boy and the sloppy man, "Choose one at random to have a conversation, and try to get to the bottom of it and see what the result is."

Yu Shiwu thought for a while, but still shook his head.

Chen Pingan said: "Unless someone believes that it is an illusion world from the very beginning, as a player in the game, he will not ask questions about the truth, let alone talk about speculation."

"Standing in the Dharma Realm to see the world."

Yu Shiwu whispered: "It's like a dream, like an illusion, like a bubble, like a shadow, like dew, like electricity."

Chen Pingan nodded slightly.

The handsome young man who stuttered seemed to hear Yu Shiwu's high-pitched words, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he began to chant and sing a poem similar to Qingci, a typical Taoist language, the young man did not stutter at all, and his voice was as clear as a jade chime , "Ordinary people don't believe in gods, and they don't know that their heads hang in the sky. It is said that earth immortals can ascend to heaven, and they can live forever for thousands of years. When young people hear this, they are all jokes. If they fall to the ground without wings, it is rare to live in the world for a hundred years... Strange people, looking at the world hand in hand, seeing life and death with eyes full of life and death, life and death follow like a shadow, life and death go hand in hand. The heart of death is terrified when seeing it, and it is frightened and frightened, and it raises its fist... Practicing the righteous Dharma for three to five years, the world, the sun and the moon are as soft as cotton. I chewed until the void was broken, and then I realized that Xuanxuan is Xuanxuan. With no doubts in my heart, I went to the market to teach the Dharma to find a young man, and I sang with him again. Please listen to it. It turns out that there are gods in the world! Happy God..."

Yu Shiwu laughed dumbfounded.

Chen Pingan said suddenly: "Of course that gambler will lose everything. When he leaves the gambling stall, he walks down the street in a daze. When he sees a scene, he relies on his instinct and saves a man who was almost hit by a carriage without thinking." The child, the child was saved, and he himself died."

"The son of the aristocratic family who thought pickled vegetables and steamed corn bread was a delicacy in the world, later he generously sacrificed his life at a young age and died in battle."

"The Mrs. Ru, nicknamed the thief of the salt merchant, couldn't bear the loneliness. She first had an affair with the young groom at home, and then had a private meeting with the actor who was invited to sing at home. She wanted to elope with gold and silver, but she didn't know how trade-off."

"Those parents who are reluctant to let their children be punished because they don't study much, when their children grow up, and their own children go to school, I'm afraid they don't know what a ruler is."

Yu Shiwu patiently listened to the follow-up of more than a dozen stories of various characters. Some were unexpected, and some were reasonable. Yu Shiwu had no reason to sigh, "absorb, disassemble, fill, reshape, transform, and grow hair."

Chen Ping'an showed admiration, "Fellow Daoist Yu has finally reached the point of scratching the itch."

Walking together and leaving the village hut, chatting while walking, walking to the river, and walking along the bank, Yu Shiwu actually felt that such a trip was not bad.

The creators of heaven and earth are not without ingenuity, and the onlookers have a special feeling in their hearts.

Fresh people and events that have never been seen are vivid in the eyes, and stories that have never been heard are heard in the ears.

Yu Shiwu couldn't help sighing again: "This trip has been very fruitful, and I am grateful."

"A person who cultivates the Tao goes down the mountain to practice, like a dragon walking around."

Chen Ping put his arms around his sleeves, his thoughts drifted away, he came back to his senses, and stomped his feet lightly, "My senior brother Cui Chan seldom speaks... human words on my side. But when he chatted at the top of the city back then, he had a The truth is quite plain and simple. He said that a country where even local hooligans would subconsciously feel a little scared when they saw Mr. Xueshu on the road is a country with real hope. From strong to stronger."

There is a lot of snow, and the fairy in white rides a deer and wades in the water. Both the people and the scenery have an ancient flavor.

Taking a closer look, Yu Shiwu had a strange look on his face, and that fairy was himself.

Wan Lai is silent, the sky and the earth are white, and you hold your breath and concentrate. If you ask yourself, it seems like your heart is like thunder.

Yu Shiwu stopped in his tracks and asked for no reason, "If everyone is willing to build bridges and build roads, is that true peace forever?"

Chen Pingan replied: "I think it is true pure freedom, and everyone can freely transfer freedom."