When Chen Pingan woke up on the roof, he found that he had covered a piece of clothing on his body and put the sword and gourd on his side. If it was in the past, Chen Pingan drunk and went to sleep all night, the first time he must jump off the roof and check it last night. The coffin sword on the table in the house, but today, Chen Pingan just slowly put away the dress, folded it, not in a hurry, because he believed that the raft was there.

Chen Pingan believes in the old boat.

Chen Pingan, don't raise your sword at the waist, sit cross-legged, turn your head and look to the east, and you can see the sun.

Compared with the previous state of mind when Chen Ping left Qilonggou to catch up with Guihua Island, the difference between heaven and earth, a heart-stricken horse, erratic, and a heart has a pile of horses.

Chen Ping stood up and stretched out his hand to admire the view of the morning glow. He once saw it in a landscape tour, and he did not know how the scholar could come up with such a beautiful image.

Chen Pingan suddenly turned to look outside the Guimai small courtyard. There is a young girl with a sweet-scented osmanthus dress. She is standing under a green and sparse laurel tree. She is bored, leaning her head against a laurel leaf and pointing her finger. It is estimated that the single and double numbers of the leaves are guessed. Chen Pingan looks at her sight and looks at it. He grins and smiles. "The girl is thirty-two leaves!"

The girl turned her head and saw the little sword on the roof, and her cheeks were red. It seems that the morning glow of the sky will also pay more attention to some beautiful people.

The sweet-scented osmanthus, who was found to be lazy, kept her heart shy and asked: "Do you want to have breakfast at this time?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Well, I am tired of taking more girls and being hungry."

The sweet-scented osmanthus scented her eyes and the figure fell into the small courtyard, and she suddenly disappeared. The girl’s mood was also good.

A few days ago, although the little sword fairy was also polite, she was still very scared. She always felt that she had done something wrong, even if he would not go to Guilin’s side, he would definitely be He looked in his eyes and remembered it. So she was a little afraid of him. He used to marry her. When she didn't see anyone, she honestly blocked many of the guests who came to visit. She refused to smack the gods on the mountain, and I didn't know how many white eyes and hangings.

Chen Ping had eaten breakfast and began to practice boxing in the courtyard. In the morning, she went to the mountain and walked the pile. In the afternoon, she practiced the sword alone. It was still an imaginary sword. The main avalanche was mostly because Chen Ping felt that this sword was Very happy, after entering the fourth world, the spirit began to be restrained, walking between the six steps and walking, watching the fluttering, like Feihong stepping on the snow mud, but every subtle rush to pause, the boxing spirit is pouring, especially fast.

Turning into the sword, Chen Ping found that the luck routes of the two sides are completely different, but the "meaning" is common, which makes Chen Pingan more comfortable, because he found that diligence and training, that is, practice, and can repair a lot of lines. When Li Xisheng was in front of the Luozhushan Bamboo Building, he said that the painting was a practice. Aliang gave a punch to the world. On the barge, he also said that he had practiced the boxing to the extreme, that is, practicing the sword.

Then the fourth place of the martial arts will go on like this. Before that, Chen Pingan would feel as if he was in the air and couldn’t figure it out. Now he has been firm.

At night, Chen Ping practiced the sword furnace pile.

When she stayed up late, Mrs. Gui did not let the sweet-scented osmanthus come out, and the woman personally brought the food box.

This Gui Yan seems to have a lot of troubles. I don’t know how to speak. Chen Pingan has taken the lead and said: "Gui, this time, I helped Fan Xiaozi to keep Guihua Island. Can you help me with Feijian to tell him, I said that I like it very much. This Guiyuan small courtyard will be returned to me in the future? Gui Yan, I think Fan Xiaozi will not be too stingy, but Fan’s parents will not agree, and will you help me?

Gui Yan was full of suspicion, carefully looked at the teenager, look not like a fake, a time mixed feelings, smiled: "Fan's ancestral hall, dare not agree, then Gui Yan dragged Fan Xiaozi together to shout, a shrew On the street, a roll of land will definitely be able to make it."

Gui Yan sat next to Chen Pingan and watched him gorge. He seemed to be amused by herself. She covered her mouth and laughed. "Osmanthus Island draws a small courtyard separately. This is a rare thing that has not happened before. A title deed, in accordance with the rules of the Tuen Mun, in two copies, the trick is to draw first, then play the first play, then let Fan Xiaozi go to the ancestral hall, throw the legs and run, the old man is willing to do."

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Gui, the land lease will not be used, I don't need this with you."

Gui Yan stared at the eyes of the teenager. "Really not needed?"

Chen Pingan looked at her and nodded: "Really."

The woman sighed slightly, suddenly squatting through the boy, squatting in her arms, this lady, who was flat but graceful, said softly: "Although the age of Fan Xiaozi is similar, the bamboo boating, It’s heroic, and today’s... oh, it’s true that all the women in the world have to be crisp.”

Chen Pingan also held chopsticks and his body was skewed. It was a bit like the old willow tree on the bank of the Iron River. He didn’t think much. He only thought that Mrs. Gui said her good words, but where is it, Chen Ping really does not. Understand, especially the woman’s heart is not crisp, is it awkward? Is it a metaphor for scholars? Moreover, Guiyu’s way of expressing goodwill and elders’ kindness is indeed a bit wrong. Fortunately, the age difference between them is too much. I believe that even if the outsiders are glimpsed, they will not think too much...

The woman has loosened Chen Pingan and smiled a little. She looked at the teenager's face and didn't jump red. She only had a lovely look like her eyes. Gui Yan's eyes, the dignified woman, broke through the sky and showed a charming and charming look. "Oh, it turned out to be a child like Fan Xiaozi."

From the beginning to the end, Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed, so he had to bow down to eat and occasionally drink.

Gui Yan smiled and got up and left.

As a result, I saw a smiling old-fashioned wine-smelling man at the door, full of alcohol, swaying the jug, striding into the yard, sipping something for Huanbo, except for the joy, the rabbit moving, the laurel tree shade.

Mrs. Gui was helpless and smiled. She didn’t take it for granted. She went away and the osmanthus tree shades all the way.

The old man of Zhouzi suddenly swallowed his body and swept away. He said: "Chen Pingan, my master suddenly came to Guihua Island, and named him to find you. I said that I want to tell you, can you see? I can only confirm Master. The old man, not a bad person, has always been compassionate, but I am also not sure whether such a good person will do a bad thing. The reason why I don’t want to climb to this small courtyard..."

The old man suddenly had some embarrassment. "It is reasonable to say that this is an apprentice. I should be jealous of the sages. It’s just that this kind of thing, forget it, or say it to you. Master, his old man, was once the first of the Guihua Island ferry. A boat, a dragon, or an origami car, is a rule that he taught, but after that, Master soon disappeared, only appeared once five hundred years ago, and collected me. Such a famous disciple can see that... Master, the old man, has some thoughts on Mrs. Gui, but unfortunately, I don’t know how to annoy Mrs. Gui, and I’m not allowed Master to step on the Guihua Island in this life.”

The old boat suddenly said: "I guess Master, the old man, is the punter recorded in the Taoist classics. He went to the sea for hundreds of years, and gave the person you said to the boat. So this time he came to you. I only help to ventilate the letter, go and go, Chen Ping, think about it yourself."

Chen Pingwei thought about it and nodded: "Go. That land..."

The old boat quickly squeezed his eyebrows and stopped Chen’s words. He suppressed the voice: “When someone calls the name, the saints who pass the heavens can feel the heart. You think about it, why the market is often called, why is it often warned? Don't you shout the name of your elders? Is it just for etiquette? It's not that simple."

Chen Pingan snorted and went down with the old boat.

The old man joked: "I am not afraid of my heart?"

Chen Ping’s pretending to be mysterious, whispered: "Other people can’t harm me, I have some feelings. Seniors, is this not that I have the potential of saints?"

The old man can't help but the saints and the five sects of the five sects. In fact, they are two kinds of people. They want to be saints, especially the three sages among the philosophers of the philosophers. Even if they are only saints who are cultivated in the ten realms, I am afraid compared to other martial artists. It’s even harder to get into the jade.

After going down the mountain, close to the familiar ferry, Chen Pingan and Lao Zhouzi had some accidents and felt reasonable.

Mrs. Gui stood at the ferry, her sleeves fluttered, and she was supernatural, as if she was stopping a middle-aged man from stopping.

Mrs. Gui is the owner of this small world in Guihua Island. Naturally, she knows the closeness of the two people. If she is not willing to entangle with this person, she will swear and swear, and anger at the middle-aged boat who looks like this: "Hurry, chat, go to the sea." Chat, you want to set foot on Osmanthus Island! Otherwise I will be desperate with you."

The middle-aged man with a simple appearance is the boatman who had previously traveled around the foot of Jian Xiu. It should also be the preacher of the old boat around Chen Ping.

The middle-aged man is a stunned gourd son who can't move. He can be the ferry. This lady is his dead place. Seeing that the woman is so inhuman, even the first one is so fierce, which makes the honest man feel like a catastrophe. When life is not good, it is also anxious. I lost my bamboo poles and screamed again and again. "Well, why? After that, after being rejected by you, I was deeply hurt and drunk." The wine is strong and bold, and sneaked away and hugged a few laurel trees. It’s also hard to help, and it’s justifiable... I’m a monk, you’re not sure, even my husband said I am honest and honest."

Mrs. Gui was too angry to sneer, sneer: "Hey, interlocking, first move with emotion, then make sense, and finally move out of the back, great, who will teach you this wording?"

The courage of the man who was hard to swell, and he was dull and boring: "The little sorrow of the gods..."

Mrs. Gui stretched out her hand and yelled: "You a big man, are there any responsibilities and loyalty, and people really help you to make suggestions, do you sell people? Do you even hesitate?! Roll!"

If the middle-aged man is condemned, he sits on a small boat and swaying his hands and feet. He said: "What is the way to live! What life is worth!"

The old boat stopped and did not want to go one step further. He reached for his face and killed him. He didn’t go to see the scene of Master and his old man. The teacher was so mad and mad. It was really a shame for his disciples.

The old boat suddenly turned around. "Going away, and then squatting down, I broke this heart, even if I had a good luck before, I was not beaten by the old man, but I have to return it to Master."

The man shouted to the old boat: "Small bucket, seeing Master, don't say hello?"

When he was shouted, he slammed the old nickname and snorted. He just turned around and refused to look at the master. He said that he was swearing by the thunder and saying "Master marigold, disciple worship", Hurry up the road to climb.

Chen Pingan went all the way and walked to Mrs. Gui. The two sides nodded and smiled. Chen Pingan was at the crossing of the port. He looked at the man who looked at him and looked at Mrs. Gui. Chen Ping was a bit creepy. He thought that the man’s eyes were a bit What's wrong, how do you look like a woman in Mud Lane and Xinghua Lane, watching the eyes of my own man and Gu Yu Niang? Chen Pingan is a little bit stunned, and he is quite honest. Why is it so small? No wonder Mrs. Gui doesn't like it.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is there something for me?"

The middle-aged man repeated the previous words about the sword repair.

Before the openness, the man gently slammed his feet, and the bamboo scorpion bounced up. He was held in the palm of his hand, and he slammed the board. For a moment, the man made a stunned magical power, and temporarily created two small heavens. The small one is him and Chen Pingan, between the larger ones, the larger one, the airbag includes the entire osmanthus island, so that even some of the Taoist priests who are hanging over the mountains, and the saints of Nanpo Weizhou can not find it.

After all, it is the famous disciple who teaches Lu Shen.

I don’t want to take a sword to repair a sword, or I’m just like a rogue man in front of Mrs. Gui. In a vast world, there is only a boat called on a sacred book, but it doesn’t mean that the person’s strength is not strong, and the Tao is not high. .

Mrs. Gui knows the roots of this person, so it is not surprising that in the small world next to her, the two figures are blurred, and the voices of both sides will not reveal the slightest.

After Chen Ping’s listening, he nodded: “Okay.”

The middle-aged man slowly said: "You don't want to be the close disciple of my husband? If you promised to come down, I will thank you and owe you a big favor."

Chen Ping looked at the man, simply sitting on the edge of the ferry, taking off the sword and gourd, just drinking and not talking.

The man held the bamboo pole and looked up at the sky. He whispered: "Mr. never used me as his disciple, a servant who helped him to support the boat in his early years, although several of his rumors have come to visit the world. At that time, I will take the initiative to find me, but also willing to call me a master, but I know very well, Mr. has always been abhorrent to me, the qualifications are not good, even a love word can not be cut off, so I found countless in the sea In the year, I want to follow the footsteps of my husband, go to the world, and formally apprentice to Mr., but I don’t want to see me, but if you are willing to promise Mr. today, if you are in a good mood, you will meet me. I confirm."

Chen Pingan lazily smiled and said: "Then you know that the disciple your husband wants to receive is me now, not me after becoming his disciple."

The man reached out and patted his head, but he still couldn't understand it. He said: "I told you confused. How, the disciples of your gentlemen, why are you talking so strange, so good. Even if it is north Xie Shizhou’s Xie Shi, his speech is also literary, and the words of the monks are hidden in the boastful people. It has been more than a hundred years since I returned to the taste. I know that he was swearing at me at the time, so I will be guilty. The lady doesn't like it."

The man immediately sighed and sighed. "Still blame me, too stupid. No wonder others are too smart."

Chen Pingan stopped drinking and smiled. "Why don't you blame this world?"

The man stood above the boat and the teenager sat beside the ferry.

The two just looked at it.

The man grinned.

Chen Pingan has already shifted the topic. "Your disciple has been so hurt, don't he care? It seems that I have been to Yuan Ying before, and then I fell back to Jin Dan..."

The man didn't have a good air: "I am his master, not his shackles, five hundred years old, and I still have to lick a handful of urine?"

Chen Pingan will put down the sword and put a finger in his left hand to hover the air, then pull the right hand to the right, then stop, between the two fingers, like an invisible ruler, "I said the truth, in At this end, what you said, at this end, seems to make sense, but your truth, in fact, can not refute my reason, know why? Because of your reason, should not go so far."

Chen Ping’s right hand slowly moved to the left, clicked in the middle, then clicked on each other and smiled. “Your reason, if you just come here, standing here, it may be the real truth. The deviation is a little bit...but when the reason is in the right position, how do you measure the weight and size of the reason? Do you know the surgeon? It’s not the technique of yin and yang, but the surgery, plus Legalists, with these two smaller rulers, are useful..."

The man said indifferently: "You don't want to break my way!"

Hold the bamboo pole and hit the board again.

Chen Pingan smiled brightly.

Because I am right again.

Chen Pingan smiled and stood up, no longer confusing and ignorant. In the dream of last night, he made a dream, read a book for a night, and sneaked into it.

It seems that I also noticed that I was being teased. The man was a little annoyed, scratching his head, but he did not take Chen Ping’s gas.

Chen Pingan blinked. "Mrs. Gui looked at it. You treat your disciple like this. How do you think she will look at you? Is this the right thing?"

The man seems to suddenly open his eyes, his eyes are bright, hesitating, and he pulls out a stack of golden books that are connected in series with the perforation of simple straw ropes. "I just came from a seabed and handed it to a small bucket, remember Must be handed over to Mrs. Gui’s face, can you do it?”

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Of course! I will help you to say a few good words."

The man smiled and said: "Then you will count on me, I will not remember it on the books."

Chen Pingan took over the gold book, didn't look at it, carefully put it into the sleeve, and blinked at the distance, but in reality, she was not in a small world. She was looking at the moon on the moon, her look was blurred, and Chen Ping returned her sight. Some curious, whispered: "You are so high in your life, have lived for so many years, and you are so lonely in love with Mrs. Gui? And clearly know that your avenue is hindering, is that love word, see you still enjoy it?"

The man was poked in the heart of the heart, not very airy: "Take your ass!"

Chen Pingan walked on the shore with a jug and asked: "Let's talk, can't Mrs. Gui hear?"

The man nodded.

Chen Pingan is still pressing down the voice: "Mrs. Gui's temperament is of course very good, can be pleasing to the face... shouldn't it be too...bow it? The story between you, tell the story? Why did you like her, she Why do you dislike you, how can you count on a person, and how is it divided? Where is it that I am annoyed by Mrs. Gui, I am so convinced that I am arrogant... Oh, I am trying to say something to help you! You don’t know I know a lot of girls, I know very well about love between men and women!"

The man said with a white eye: "If you like a person, if you can say a lot of doorways, you can still count as a fart. It is really boring to talk to your layman. The small bucket is a dog's eye and willing to drink with you."

Chen Pingan licked his mouth.

The man suddenly reached out and beat his chest hard, and he vowed: "And, Mrs. Gui is in my mind, that is the beauty of the country. No one can compare with the bottom of the world. Your child will talk to me carefully, then dare to say her. The bad things, I am a fool to make you a fool!"

The man spoke to Chen Pingan. "What kind of vision, can't see a little beauty!"

The middle-aged boat used the bamboo pole to turn the bow, and left the boat alone, and went away for a thousand miles.

Chen Ping took a picture of his chest, and after shouting his voice, "Go, I gave the old man from his master and asked for a secret."

Chen Ping did not forget to say good things to the middle-aged man, and it was two sentences. "It’s an atmospheric man. It’s a bit too honest."

Mrs. Gui nodded and smiled and said: "Well. It means that the appearance is not too good."

Chen Pingan swallowed a mouthful of water, and turned stiffly to look at one person who had long since disappeared. The man was really not kind...

Mrs. Gui gently shot the boy’s head, apparently not really angry, softly said: “Look at what, go.”

The two walked side by side along the mountain road. Mrs. Gui asked casually: "After another month, I will reach the destination. Chen Pingan, are you acquainted when you are hanging over the mountain? If you don't have it, you will want to go to the Great Wall." Trouble, the signboards of our Fanjia and Guihua Island are not very useful there. And there are some things, even if there is money, there is really no way to make the ghosts. Because..."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Gui paused a little, but she said: "The second child has made some weird rules. For thousands of years, no one has ever been able to cross the pool."

Chen Ping did not believe that "never? No one?"

Mrs. Gui sighed: "Many people in history have tried it. After the corpse, the soul of the corpse was thrown into a small Leize by the Taoist Datianjun. Among them, almost everyone is a genius who is second to none. The sons of the typhoon of Jiuzhou, Zongmen Xianjia, and the high-ranking people of the philosophers... No one has a good end, no one can change the decision of the Taoist."

It seems that the golden body method appeared in the Longlong Ditch, and the Taoist man’s true body, which was hanging over the mountain, also used the magical power to isolate the heavens and the earth, so that Guihua Island could not see the truth.

Chen Ping An worried and roughly described the appearance of the Taoist. Mrs. Gui looked surprised. "How do you recognize this overhanging mountain?"

Chen Pingan pouted, and smiled bitterly.

At this time, a white rainbow cut through the night sky, passing over the osmanthus island, and sighed, "Essence of Guihua Island climbed upside down the mountain, and all the way to avoid passing the road, if anyone wants to go through the hanging mountain to Jianqi The Great Wall, no need to spend money."

Chen Pingan suddenly raised his arm, clenched his fist, and smiled: "He won!"

After January, the passengers of Guihua Island can already see the majestic silhouette of the overhanging mountain in the air.

And above the sea, every other distance, there are a variety of cross-state ferries, spectacular.

As time goes by, the overhanging mountains seem to be getting more and more embarrassing.

After Mrs. Gui’s nodded promise, Chen Ping’an did not light up every day, and sneaked away from the Guimai small courtyard. Finally, sitting on the high branch of the osmanthus tree on the top of the mountain, swaying his feet and looking up.

I heard that the hanging mountain is the border between the two worlds.

He is a pure Wufu, and he is not a far-off master who can defend the wind. He can only walk step by step or take a ferry.

From the northernmost big raft in Baopingzhou to the oldest dragon city in the south, it is already far away. If you go from one world to another, it sounds far and far.

Chen Pingan sat on the high branch, laughing and punching freely, and his body twisted to the left and right.

Under the tree, a young woman who came to the top of the mountain early in the morning, sighed and muttered: "I still think this guy is stupid."