The teenager is not surprised by this. He started to follow the temptation. "I know that your old man is not at ease. I feel that I am a speculative person, but you can check me for a while, then decide whether you want to accept me as a disciple of Kaishan. I am Cui Dongshan. However, repairing is not high today, but there are still a lot of knowledge, and there are still some scholars. For the local customs and customs, it is more well known. It’s going to be a big man. I am and I am not, I must be one day. The situation of the land."

Seeing that the boy in the mud bottle lane is still indifferent, Cui Wei is not discouraged, and he never stops saying: "Moreover, I am a teacher, but I am not empty-handed, but I have brought a very rich teacher ceremony, such as that. The five-day monks traveled the world, almost one hand and one volume of "Ze was a strange figure", my book is rare and precious, naturally bred five or six kinds of charm."

The teenager licked his fingers and came together. "There is another set of four treasures in the study room. The pen is a purple tube pen that eats cuttlefish. It is also good to write or draw. After use, there is no need to clean it. The little fish will do it by itself. Help me to eat and wipe. How is it, is it amazing? Is it a one-on-one literati to clear it?"

"Ink is a three-in-one Songtao ink. When you tap it with your fingers, you will make a sound of pines and squeaks. The words you write, even if you have a few pens with very little ink, can also stay for several years. The ancient ancestors left by an unnamed old man in Beppu, named 'release pool', have a mystery, you are not tempted?"

"Paper is the golden stone, the emperor of a country who seals the mountains and rivers, and they all hope to use this paper to become orthodox."

When the teenager talks about it, take a deep breath. "The most important thing is to press the bottom of the box. It is a half-dead and life-saving flying sword! It has excellent appearance and sharpness. The biggest advantage is that it does not need a successor to raise the sword. I can use it with gas and develop my sword. I used it very much. After I was lucky, I have not collected it for many years. I don’t care about it. It’s really the way I don’t take the sword, I’m afraid of violent things... ”

Later on, the original elated Cui Yuyin became lower and lower, because he found that the youngsters in the opposite lanes became more and more steadfast as their apprenticeship became more and more abundant.

The eyebrows of cinnabar and handsome face are full of resentment, and both hands are held in front of the chest. I pitifully ask tentatively: "Is it really okay? I sincerely sincerely consulted with you. If you don't believe it, I can swear, If I have a bit of bad feelings about your peace, you will be beaten by the sky!"

Chen Ping shook his head and smashed the railroad: "No!"

Chen Ping’s first sight of the boy in the town was at the blacksmith’s shop of the master, who mistakenly thought that it was the accompanying schoolboy of the county magistrate. The second time, the self-proclaimed “Shi Bo Cuiwei” boy took the initiative to meet at the archway. Over there, he told Chen Pingan a lot of strange insider stories. After that, he followed Chen Ping’s to Mu Ning Lane and stole the Spring Festival couplet that was collected at the threshold.

Although Chen Ping’an has never been aware of the killing and killing of Yunxia’s fairy Cai Jinjian from the young man, Chen Ping’s absolute trust is not enough. He hopes to be able to stay away from it. When he thinks that he is now on the border of Datun, he has also chased the young man’s face. Come up. Chen Pingan is not stupid, the weasel gives the chicken a New Year, what can I figure?

Cui Wei squinted at the young boy's hair, and the jasper scorpion had disappeared.

It is reasonable to say that according to the previous agreement, the old man will help himself to pave the way for one or two. At least he will not reveal his identity as a national teacher, and will not reveal his own things about Chen Ping and Qi Jingchun. As for why the old man is so generous Let go of yourself, even why this clear-cut situation has already been set, out of merit, Cui Wei is too lazy to calculate the deduction, and compete with the real saints, it is not self-reliant. Especially when the soul is separated, Cui Wei is no better than the former, and fears that once he is pushed into the depths, he will accidentally touch the rules made by the old man, and will fall into the position of the original owner of the skin. An out-and-out idiot.

Cui Wei asked: "Chen Pingan, you have a pillow in the red candle town, did you not meet a poor old man? He did not tell you the general reason?"

Chen Pingan frowned.

Cui Wei carefully looked at Chen Pingan and felt that the juvenile look was not like a fake. "Well, then I have to use the killer, but let me say in advance, Chen Pingan, I am so sincere, you are so arrogant, then the next My apprenticeship will be halved. I will give you a chance!"

Chen Pingan said that he would turn around. Cui Wei quickly took out a black piece from his sleeve and threw it at the no-man's side next to the road. "This is the news that Yang Laotou handed over to you. After crushing, you I know the context of this matter, and then you come to help me prove innocence, telling Chen Ping that I am not greedy for anything, only come to the teacher, but really want to establish a mentoring relationship with him."

The black god, who did not reveal the true body, was able to stagnate the voice of the message, bursting in the air and instantly turning it into powder.

Soon, Lin Shouyi came to Chen Pingan with a look of eccentricity. He whispered: "Yongshen, the predecessor of the Yinshen, said that Yang, the old man of Yangjiapu, wants you to believe that this guy named Cui Dongshan will not secretly make a bad trip to Daxie. On the way to the academy, he asked him to be a cow and a horse. He was driven by the disciples. This disciple’s student didn’t accept it, he didn’t need it. He said that this person will be associated with you in the future, life and death, not afraid. I am not in your heart."

Chen Ping nodded and asked: "Are they?"

Cui Wei smiled and opened his face. "They, stupid big name is Yu Lu, Fu Lu's Lu, little black girl called thank you, surname Xie Xie, do not know who gave her the name, it is absolutely."

Then Cui Wei reveals that the blind man will not be really sad and sighed. He sighed: "The two are the criminals of the Lushi dynasty. They are very pitiful. Thank you for studying for a while in the Cliff College. One point, not long after leaving the country, we launched the big battle, and the two had to return to their hometowns. Now that their home country is shattered, the identity of the students of the college has become their life-saving symbol. If I don’t bring them out, In the future, you will definitely die in the mountains in the west of Longquan County, or you will be killed by a **** on the mountain, or you will be killed every day, and you will be exhausted early, and you will be exhausted when you are less than 30 years old. So they are quite Grateful to Dade, I must call it my youngest son, how can I persuade not to persuade, hehe."

I never thought that the black girl smiled and said: "Since our name has become a burden for the son, then I will not call the son."

The good thing is that Lu did not add to the snow, smiling: "I still continue to call the son, get used to it."

Cui Wei turned his head and smiled: "Thank you girl, I thank you."

Lin Shouyi slowed down and seemed to get the tricks secretly taught by the Yin God. He said softly: "Yang Laotou said that these two people, we are best to accept it, but there is no harm. If you really don't like the surname Cui, It can be used as a ghost in the future, but if there is a disaster, all of them will let him go up. He has a 'square inch' item hidden in his body, and his family is thick and can withstand the dross."

Cui Wei, who has been erecting his ears, has become discolored. He jumped his feet and shouted: "Yang Laotou, you are an old turtle, and you are so crowded?!"

Chen Pingan lowered his voice and asked: "If you accept these two people, will you be your classmates in the future?"

Lin Shouyi smiled and said: "Probably, in fact, I and Li Baobo are not aware of the real situation of the Cliff College. When Ma Laofu took us out of the town, I did not say this."

Li Wei has been peeking at the tall boy named Yu Lu. He feels like an easy-to-handle guy. He must be better than the grumpy Li Bao bottle and the ruthless Lin Shouyi. After Yu Lu carried a heavy bag and found Li Wei’s sight, the Prince of the Lushi Dynasty’s prince, smiled and nodded.

The little girl with a red cotton jacket carrying a small green book box, from time to time, looks at the dark girl who is tall and tall, once again, once again. In contrast to the trio of men and women who had met the blind, the situation was just the opposite. Li Baobo’s round-faced girl, who nicknamed the wine, looked at her eyes all at once. For this strange girl, she liked it at all. stand up.

Thank you, although smiling, I can't see any real emotions, but for Li Bao, who is short of her own head, the girl is not happy.

This wonderful mood between the first time meets the little girl and the girl, it should have nothing to do with any reason.

Chen Ping looked at Cui Wei and said: "Yu Lu and thank you, you can join us, but you can't."

Cui Wei converges on all looks, bluntly asks: "Why?"

Chen Ping replied: "Because I think you are not a good person."

On the side of the road, no one felt that this sentence was ridiculous, even if it was the most heartless Li Wei, they felt the pressure of a mountain rain.

Yu Lu turned his head and looked to the back. The dust was flying in the distance, the horseshoes stepped on the ground neatly, and there was a tremor of tremors on the ground. The earth was like the body of the people who were whipped and suffocated, and they could only bear it silently.

A sturdy military commander of the big iron ride, coming to the face, even if it is only a team of thirty or forty cyclists, it is still a kind of rough killing.

This makes the tall teenagers unable to help themselves narrow their eyes.

Here, Cui Wei extended his palms and made a posture of Shen Shentian. He tried to calm down and said: "The reason why I came here is that there is an old man who must ask me to learn from you. You don't accept me as a student. It doesn't matter, I In the name of Yu Lu and thank you, in this capacity, follow you to study together, you are, I don’t exist, what?

Chen Ping nodded and said: "As long as you don't come to provoke me, don't say anything strange about Mr. students."

Cui Wei just wants to talk.

The Daxie riding army flashed with a roar.

Yu Lu, who has been observing all the details of this cavalry, has already bowed his head, and he has not forgotten to cover the sand and dust with his arms.

The girl thank you for moving early to the road.

A young cui 痣 一 朱 朱 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年 少年

The imposing and powerful squadron roared past, and Cui Wei stood silently in the same place. The boy who was like a boy was covered in dust and his mouth was open, but he could not say a word.

Li Wei only thought that this scene was really terrible, and whispered: "The miserable is a bit miserable."

The white-haired boy with a gray face, then raised his hand and wiped his face, his eyes screamed, whispering: "This day can't be over."

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According to the rules established by the shackles, nowadays the idle monks transit through the border. If there is no amnesty of the imperial court, as long as it passes through the sky above the original Zhuzhudong, it is impossible to fly or fly with the sword. After the hard-working singer, who paid a lot of life, nowadays many mountain forces have tacitly ruled this unreasonable rule.

Feng Leiyuan monk Liu Weiqiao lowered the flying sword outside the land boundary, paid the silver, took the luxury car and horse that was specially provided to the monk in the station, and went to the county town to find the new school opened by Chen of Longwei County, and found that his friend Chen Songfeng was personally ten. After teaching the children, Chen Songfeng found that Liu Weiqiao, standing outside the window, wanted to find someone to teach the children. Liu Weiqiao quickly waved his hand and motioned to wait for him.

After half an hour, Mr. Chen Songfeng walked out of the classroom after the tribute of the Meng Tong, and walked side by side with Liu Yuqiao. He looked at the sword and curiously said: "This is one of the best Taoist swords, big. What is the 'Fu 箓' in the Longjing in the Jingcheng City?"

Liu Yuqiao turned a big white eye and hugged his head with his hands. "Song Changjing, the bastard, said that he would leave the sword to me, waiting for me to pull it out. As a result, I am going north on the road, all talking about big. Some people in Beijing have taken away the news of Fu Jian. I still don't believe it. It is Song Changjing who made a blind eye on the military books and deliberately paved the way for me. As a result, I arrived in Beijing. Well, I have been called a powerful woman named Yang Hua. We really have to go to the first place!"

Liu Yuqiao said more and more anger, "I went to find Song Chang's mirror to ask for a statement. You know how, Song Changjing just made people give me a message, saying that I have the ability to go to Yanghua and take it back. I have never lived in this life. I have seen the shameless endmaster! Later, I heard the gossip saying that now the girl is on your side of the Iron River, and I am a **** who enjoys the incense worship. This is life."

Chen Songfeng stunned. "You come to Longquan County, do you want to get the symbol from the water god?"

Liu Yuqiao shook his head and said: "Is Liu Weiqiao such a person?!"

Chen Songfeng is even more puzzled. "Not to see the female water god, what do you do in Longquan County?"

Liu Yuqiao sighed: "It’s just a way back to the wind and thunder garden. After a short detour, I got here. I heard a lot about this Longquan County. Among them, you have a school in Longwei County. I just wanted to see you. I really didn't go to Yang Hua and the Fu."

Chen Songfeng smiled and said: "Now I am here to give advice to Mengxue. I didn't adapt at first. I can't wait to take a table and leave. I am better now. I often tell myself that it is good."

Liu Yuqiao nodded. "It’s really good to calm down and learn. Right, the previous scene that started in the Red Candle Town and ended in Datun Jingcheng? Have you heard that?"

Chen Songfeng nodded: "Of course, I have received various rumors, but there are many opinions within the family. The inside information from different channels is contradictory. In the end, I can’t say one."

Liu Weiqiao smiled and said: "Don't you forget, I was in Beijing, you want to know the truth?"

Chen Songfeng shook his head and said: "I don't want to. I am not a practitioner. I have no interest in your long-sighted life."

Chen Songfeng had also traveled to study before, and it was not once or twice to follow the tourists to climb the high school. It was not a weak scholar, but he could go into the mountains with the Chen’s woman. At the end, his foot and strength were not as good as a young boy. So that he was kicked out of the team by Chen.

Selling a pass but no one is holding it. Liu Weiqiao is of course not very happy. He said: "You are young and sullen, and you deserve to be despised by Chen."

Chen Songfeng laughed and said: "Hey, hey, hey, don’t beat his face, what kind of hero is it?"

Liu Yuqiao’s face is mysterious and his voice is low. “Do you want to know a big news about the hanging mountain?”

Chen Songfeng did not hesitate: "Say!"

Liu Yuqiao joked: "Hey, you said that you are not a practitioner, you will be curious about this?"

Chen Songfeng looked tired and said a word, slowly saying: "Any message from the hanging mountain will only be related to the world. And the movement of that place may determine the pattern of the whole world. Even if we are Baojuzhou It’s just the smallest ripples. Let’s know earlier, maybe we can make a correct response earlier, even if it’s just a little profit, it’s better than nothing.”

Liu Yuqiao is also powerless in this regard. Each has its own position. Some times, the comfort of others is good. After all, there are some suspects who stand and talk without hurting. Liu Yiqiao is not willing to be a friend of this kind of speech. In this Fengleiyuan sword repairing mind, the real friend is when you are flying, you can't see the shadow of Liu Weiqiao, but when you have a big trouble, when someone needs to stand up, you don't even have to say anything. My Liu Weiqiao is already standing by your side.

After the event, the trouble is solved, no thanks. If my Liu Weiqiao died in this trouble, you don't have to worry about it.

Liu Yuqiao stretched his finger to the northeast. "In fact, I don't know too much. I only know that the continent that is located in the northeast of our world is the last site of Jianxiu. Almost half of the swords are repaired. Under the call of the rush, I rushed to the hanging hills. I don’t know why. These swords were only passed through the sky above the Zhuzhu Cave. The two great swordsmen briefly removed the air-shadow cover, which made our Dongbao Pingzhou a glimpse. I saw the peerless style of the sword repairing like a group crossing.

Chen Songfeng smiled and said: "If you cross the border? This is not a good statement."

Liu Yiqiao laughed and said: "What if you don't listen, do you think, is there a more appropriate statement than this? The group transits, the grass is not born, and the momentum is full."

Chen Songfeng hesitated a bit, still honestly, and said a secret, "Chen has said that there will be a big battle between the walls every 100 years or so."

Liu Yuqiao nodded and apparently knew about it before. "So I thought about making a contribution. I took a step back and said that I also saved the self-confidence of fighting swords. As a result, Fengleiyuan quickly wrote back a flying sword. From the ancestors to the masters to the brothers, all of them made me bloody."

Chen Songfeng laughed happily.

Liu Yiqiao suddenly asked: "Is the guy named Chen Pingan still in the town?"

Chen Songfeng shook his head and said: "No. Now this boy can not be. It is said that one person has occupied four hills, one of which is the place named Luoshan Mountain, and there is a mountain **** who has just been sealed by the Daxie court. It is a real rich man. You are not very good at him. After the reunion, I can ask him to invite you to drink meat."

Liu Yuqiao wiped his mouth and said: "The pickles he brought are really good. I was almost salty and dead at the time, but I was eating the taste of the mountains and seas in Datun, and the more I ate the more pickles."

Chen Songfeng didn't have a good air. "You try to eat pickles, and see if you will miss the mountain treasures of the big city!"

Liu Yuqiao smiled and said: "That's still a big fish and a big meat. Occasionally, you can have a pickle for a meal. Otherwise, if you have a yellow skinny skin, if you really see my family Su Xianzi, I am afraid to scare her. ""

Chen Songfeng asked: "I have never thought about it. With your family and repairs of Liu Weiqiao, Zhengyangshan Sujia is outstanding. Once you let go of the relationship between Fenglei Garden and Zhengyang Mountain, how can you be with her? As a general match, why don’t you even dare to say hello to her?"

Liu Yiqiao thought for a moment, "I may be afraid that she would not like me when she saw me."

Chen Songfeng became more and more puzzled. "But if you and Su Jia don't even see each other, she doesn't like you?"

Liu Yuqiao turned his head and stared at Chen Songfeng, and smiled and said: "Not the same, as long as I don't see each other in a day, I will be full of expectations and hopes for the future meeting."

Chen Songfeng shook his head and said: "You are really bored. I am not afraid to meet next time. Are you going to the wedding of Su Jiasu Fairy?"

Liu Yiqiao was struck by lightning and reached out to Chen Songfeng’s neck. The fierce sorrow said: "Chen Songfeng, are you looking for death?! Children’s words are unscrupulous, children’s words are unscrupulous... God don’t take care of this guy, don’t take it seriously...”

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After crossing the border, the husband has left the country.

Before arriving at Daxie, you must first pass through the northwestern part of the annexed Huangting State, about a thousand and two hundred miles away.

Compared with the Datun City people, they like to say that they are arrogant, and they are often unfamiliar with Baozheng’s orthodox ethics. The style is more intense, and Huang Tingguo, almost everyone will say that the country is elegant, the difference is only in the place. The accent is light and heavy.

A carriage slowly followed a team, the driver was a tall boy Yu Lu, Cui Wei was sitting in the compartment all day long and slept.

The girl thank you, has completely integrated into the team of Chen Ping’s leader, and is increasingly alienated from the relationship with Lu Cuizhen. She is able to follow all the lessons of Lin’s chess. It is a practice, it is actually a crushing girl. Playing chess is very killing, killing the dragon, killing Lin Shouyi almost lost the helmet. She can also chat with Li Wei Tianmao, accompanying Li Wei with painted puppets and five clay figurines to arrange for the formation of a large one and a small fun. Thank you for not talking to Li Baobo, of course, the latter is the same.

Chen Pingan was very polite to her and Yu Lu, and she was always unreasonable to the white boy who was surnamed Cui. This way, Cui Wei used all the way, and sprinkled and played rogue, only did not hug Chen’s thigh. Cried a lot, and tried to use the gift to induce Li Wei and others to let the three "founding veterans" help to ask for help, and to get together with Chen Pingan, and to talk about it, and to change it with emotions, it was repeated three times and five times, and they all ate closed doors. .

In the end, the teenager who was mad at the temper, did not threaten Chen Pingan, said that he would not accept him as an apprentice. He would burn with Chen Pingyu, and Chen Ping said, "You can give it a try. You are Cui Dongshan, my name is Chen. Peace, there will be only one piece of tombstone, who will survive, who will help write the other's name." This allows the white boy to eat immediately, almost out of internal injuries. He would like to slap a slap in the name of Chen, but once he is born with this thought, the palm of his hand will be unknown by the old man, like a feather duster, which is called a redness.

As the evening approached, the carriage slowly traveled on the mountain road. The white-haired boy rarely picked up the curtain and sat behind the coachman Yu Lu. He said: "The former Chen Ping-Chen Chen, the uncle Chen, is the father of the ancestors! This mountain is called Hengshan. Be careful, before Huang Tingguo, this place belongs to Houyiguo. According to a postscript by Hou Yiwen, "The Country is Strange", there is a Qingniang Temple in Hengshan. There is an ancient cypress tree of unknown age in front of the temple. Extremely effective, the descendants will establish a temple. It is said that the former ministers were martyrdom for the country, and the family escaping. Only the young daughter refused to leave, and the sword succumbed to death. The blood was soaked in the roots of the cypress, and her soul was attached. In Laobai, after that, there are many strange things happening, but fortunately, all kinds of rumors are hospice, you don’t have to be too nervous, just visit a scenic spot with stories."

Chen Pingxin’s heart was tight. After the wedding dress ghost was so once, now that he heard the ghosts and gods, it will inevitably be a bit of a snake bite for ten years.

In fact, not only Chen Pingan, Li Baobo Li Wei and Lin Shouyi, even the yin god, no one dares to take it lightly.

So before they collapsed over the mountains, they stopped and chose a mountainside open space as a place to stay overnight.

After a simple but full-fledged dinner, Li Bao bottle began to look through the favorite landscape travels by the light of the bonfire. Lin Shouyi would not take out the book on the face of Yu Lu’s thank you. ", will only open the "Shop Mountain" presented by blind people, appreciate those wonderful ghosts, and Li Wei will continue to drum up those gadgets, often only thank you willing to accompany him, today is no exception .

Yu Lu is very strange today. He even took the initiative to ask Lin Shu to talk about one game. Lin Shouyi would not refuse, and it was very interesting. He had previously played with thank you. It was probably a big disparity in chess. It was like a mountain. At the top, Lin Shouyi has a good control of his emotional state of mind, but every time he says thank you for leaving, when the teenager is alone, he will still be somewhat depressed. However, Yu Lu, who is gentle with his temperament, found that the tall boy from the Lu’s relics had the same personality as his chess, and he was warm and swallowed, and there was no uncomfortable stun and no eye-opening. The fairy hand, four flat and stable, under the two sets, Lin Shouyi lost, they are like a chess trick, twice before the last hand of the Lu, the board is still evenly matched, the outcome is not clear.

When the two teenagers played the game, the white boy Cui Wei took his hands and took a look at the game. He turned a blind eye and refused to look at it again. However, he did not want to go anywhere, but he had to go back again and again. Near the chess game, either standing behind Lin Shou and rolling his eyes, or standing behind Lu, the white eyes turned out like a glimpse, and finally couldn’t stand it. Lin Shuyi, who silently repeated, said: "Yu Lu’s seemingly loyal little villain This is deliberately walking the dog. You can't notice it at half point. Do you want to win and thank you? If you have my success, you can guarantee ten games in ten games!"

Lin Shouyi looked up and smiled and said: "When you first become a student of Chen Pingan, let me talk."

However, Lin Shouyi couldn't help but squat at the tall Tibetan teenager. The latter smiled at him with a clear look, then bowed his head and began to pack up the baggage.

The white-haired boy Cui Wei’s hands are chest-chested and heartbroken.

In the distance, on the branch where a big tree ran out, there were grass shoes and teenagers standing on the top, and the branches under the feet were pressed out by a curve. After he spit out a sigh of gas, he slowly closed his eyes and practiced day after day. Pile sword furnace.

The mountain winds face.

The mountain is whispering, and the boy is speechless.

(End of this chapter)