The spring is silent for a long time, and then the opening is a joke: "Isn't it still a bad situation? Is it true that you are a martial artist?"

At the foot, there was no such thing as the Jianxian’s Chen Ping’s soft squatting, and the sea of ​​clouds was as solid as the white jade slab, and the fairy tales were really mysterious. He smiled and said, “Thank you.”

Yan Quan smiled and said: "After speaking, can there be some happiness in my heart?"

Chen Pingan hugged the back of his head. "It's much better."

Yanquan shook his head. "Say a few words, spit out a few mouthfuls of turbidity, can't really top things. If you go on like this, you will crush yourself. One's spirit is not a boxing, not a tempering." The mustard seeds can be smashed by a punch, and the long-lasting spirit must be upright. But there are some words, I am an outsider, even if I say something that I think is good, in fact, some still stand and talk no pain. Just like this time chasing Gao Cheng, I replaced it with my spring. I assume that you are generally in a general situation and have died dozens of times earlier."

Chen Pingcheng sincerely said: "So I will admire the lord, the road is hard, and I am open."

There are not a few people who stand in the foothills of the monks. Ken has said that I am wrong when I have done my best to do my best. I owe you a big favor.

Yan Quan took out one hand and waved his hand. "There is less to talk about. I don't have a few sets of books here to fill in the goddess."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I am lying for a while, and I don't think I am disrespectful."

As soon as Yan Quan reached out, "there is no pot of water under the sun."

Chen Pinggang just wants to take the wine from the squats. Yan Quan blinks and says: "It must be good wine! I don't take the city rice wine to fool me. I have grown up in the mountains since childhood. I can't install the people in the market. I have been sneaking around in my life. The bones of the valley are consumed, and there is no homesickness!"

Chen Pingan is somewhat embarrassed. There are not many wines in the fairy tales. The style and style of the sip of the sip of the springs can’t help her reach out several times.

Can drink or get it, not only that, Chen Pingan directly took the three pots of different roots, the osmanthus of the old dragon city, the water wells of the bee-tailed fermented, the purple lake of the Shujian Lake, a pot A pot was gently thrown over, and it was not enough. I took two pots and placed them in my sleeves. Some of them were embarrassing. "A little bit more, where is the meaning."

Chen Pingan lies on the sea of ​​clouds like a jade slab. It is like a green bamboo corridor lying on the Cui Dongshan of the Cliff College. It is not a hometown, but it is also like a hometown.

It’s really a bit tired to leave the bones of the bones.

Yuquan sat next to him, gently put the little girl in black, gently squatting her sleeves, letting the hurricane in the sky meet the pillars, bypassing the little girl, she still slept sweetly, no worries.

Yanquan sipped his wine and said with sorrow: "If you follow the previous statement, if you have a high-mindedness and know how to die, and hold the idea of ​​burning jade and stone, you will not be able to accompany the Jingguan City and the Ghost Valley, and you will not be able to say anything. The sacral beach is almost destroyed. The swaying river is bound to be implicated, and the sullen atmosphere of the ghost valley has spread to the upper reaches. There are thousands of people in those countries who don’t know how much to die. It’s really a hit. Overturned '."

Chen Pingan said: "Not in case, it is 10,000."

Yan Quan said with emotion: "Yes."

Chen Pingan slowly said: "Do you know the number of people in the mural city every day, the number of people in the market, the number of martial arts in the bones of the city? Do you know the population of several countries in the upper reaches of the river?"

Yan Quan stunned. "I know that these things are done, I really can't take care of them, I want the turtles to climb and practice, and I have to work hard to be the lord, very tired."

Chen Pingan said: "I have seen it along the way along the Skeleton Beach. I have counted it, inquired, and turned it over in the book. So I know."

Yan Quan reluctantly said: "Chen Pingan, I am not talking about you, are you thinking about it all day long?"

Chen Ping’s hands are under the back of the head. "After leaving Muyishan, I see who is Gaocheng. After I went to the ghost house in the city, I saw whoever was Chen Ping. So I am very tired."

Yan Quan doubted: "Then why do you want to come to Beizhou Luzhou, but here you like to kill and kill. If you are so afraid of death, you can't come back higher. And you have too few means to run. The foundation is still pure Wufu, so at most it relies on a half-blessed soldier and a square inch symbol to instantly open a distance, but not to mention these five upper-levels, the celestial spirits, who can not run a few The children of Qianli Road. Once you can't get close, you can quickly lose your life and death and you will be killed."

Yan Quan slaps his head. "Forget it, when I didn't say it. There is a freak."

Wearing a robes, but also wearing a pair of his mother, hanging a sword, hiding a flying sword that is not a life, and his mother is two.

You can pretend to be a five-day monk, or you can pretend to be a sword repairer. You can also pretend that you have nothing to pretend to be a four-dimensional Wuwufu. You have a lot of tricks and a slap in the eye. Once you kill yourself, you can suddenly close yourself and punch a master with a punch. , plus the square inch and hand out a few swords, the ordinary Jin Dan, I really can't help Chen Ping's three axes. Plus this kid is really able to resist, 竺 都有 都有 都有 都有 都有 都有 都有 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺 竺

Chen Pingan suddenly said: "I haven't actually got into the golden world. Although I lost a lot of money in the sea of ​​the city, I used almost all the good symbols, but I was tempered and benefited. Hometown bamboo building is better, after all, it is inevitable that he will be punched at home. It is inevitable that the other party will not kill me. It just hurts a bit. It will not fall into the sky like a sea, and it will really die. But even so. The distance to break the bottleneck of the gold body is still two points. One point is that there is no heroic courage. One point is that because of the learning and punching, I am greedy and chewed, and it will inevitably lead to boxing fights. Therefore, I have never been able to reach the spring thunder. The two different ways of blasting and punching the mountain are the same."

Yan Quan curiously said: "You are still six Wufu?!"

Chen Ping nodded.

Yan Quanqi smiled and said: "Why don't you go to die in the seven-day Wufu of Luzhou in Beizhou?"

Chen Ping thought for a moment, "Can't say this, or in addition to Cao Ci under the sun, all the pure Wufu under the mountain can die."

Yan Quan poured a sip of wine. "Cao Ci, this guy has even heard of such people, hey, you can know this?"

Chen Pingan snorted and sat up. "On the Great Wall of Jianqi, I lost his three games."

Yan Quan has wide eyes.

This time it’s Chen’s turn to be a little embarrassed. “It’s a bit shameful.”

Chen Ping’s eyes are very determined, with a smile, the wind is blowing, and the two sleeves are clear. “It’s okay, the road of martial arts, as long as I don’t get away from Cao Ci’s distance, as long as it’s within a world’s difference, this I hope to win back in my life!"

Yan Quan knew that he had misunderstood himself. In the world of young Wufu, how many people can let Cao Ci accompany him to play three games? Just like the people who play chess in the world, who is willing to go to the White King City? The Cui Wei who bullied the ancestors. Of course, even more powerful, is still able to let the White Emperor City Lord take the initiative to leave the city, take the initiative to invite the readers to talk, Qi Jingchun. There is a small number of people in the Wen Sheng, but they are very powerful. Qi Jingchun had the horrific catastrophe in the beginning, because the sacral beach was located in the southernmost part of Luzhou, and the Datun was the northernmost part of Baoliangzhou. At that time, the spring was seen on the mountain. Besides, the sword is extremely late, the sword is extremely long, and the ruined swords are repaired. It is said that I visited the overseas, away from the human world... I used to be overseas near the Luzhou map, and then went to the four swords. However, after the three asked the sword, the result was silent. Only the one who first rushed to intercept the jade swords, was one of the most outstanding jade swords in the continent. After returning, he put it directly. The words to the entire North Luzhou, sighed, "Jade 璞 璞 go, ah, the start of the immortal!"

There are still a lot of stories about the disciples of Wen Shengyi. Compared with the talents of the Yasheng, the talents are almost spectacular. It is almost a broken culture of the incense. There are fewer disciples and fewer stories. And Beiju Luzhou is probably the most affectionate continent for the Wensheng.

The reason is very simple, can play. Yanquan especially admired the left and right, not guilty, that temper tantrum, sly, than Luzhou, Luzhou, also Luzhou, heroes, I heard that Zhou Zhou is still looking at it, but it is called a can, The swordsmen who played Beizhou Luzhou felt that these characters were not born in Jialuzhou, but they were so temperamental and disliked, but unfortunately, they could learn swords every day.

Hequan smiled and wiped his mouth. If he could see one side, he would be strong.

As for the misunderstanding around this kid, I misunderstood it. I thought she was a joke. He didn't even lose face in three games and went with him.

Wait a minute!

Yanquan’s stiff turn turned, and the fierce **** swears: “Chen Pingan, who are you brothers?! Which Mr. Qi is Mr. Qi?!”

At the beginning of his mother, she was somewhat stunned by this little boy. A ten-day martial servant owes money, the student disciple is Yuan Ying or something, and there is a messy half-master, or the ten-day martial arts Wufu, has let Some of her brains couldn’t turn, and more worried that this kid’s state of mind would collapse on the spot. At this point, I finally returned to God. I asked Quan Quan’s anger: “How is your master brother?”

The white book stunned his eyes. "Why is the lord talking about it? Drinking and talking about drunkenness?"

Yanquan stood up, full of smiles, sitting on the side of Chen Pingan, a small voice: "A discussion, turn back to your brother, ah, that is the sword, come to my wood-clothing guest?" Someone wants to ask him to drink. If he doesn't want to come to the woods, I can go to the sea to find him. When you go back to Chen, you can help you with the bridge. Help me with the place. I then ask Pang Shanling to accompany him. I am standing next to him. Let Pang Laoer write a pen and draw a picture for the two, and hey, I’m so embarrassed.”

Chen Pingan licked his forehead. Sorry, don't say anything.

Yan Quan was angry. "Don't be stupid with me! Just a word, is it OK?!"

Chen Ping’s hands on his cheeks are really a headache. What's more, this kind of thing is not a joke. Just tell the truth: "He didn't feel qualified to be his younger brother. He said this when I was talking. So I said before that I have to ask for it, I may not be able to ask for it."

When Quanquan slaps away, Chen Pingan leans back and waits until the arm passes over the head, which straightens up.

Yan Quan suddenly took back his hand and smiled and said: "I will return you to you, will it be impossible?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "I really can't."

Yan Quan took a knee shot. "It’s no wonder that I won’t recognize you as a younger brother."

However, until this moment, Yan Quan has some understanding.

Why do young people around you say that the big disciples of the Lord?

If you come to Beizhou Luzhou, you will not see the Xiaoxuan Duoguan Yuan Ying Taoist, and you will not see it at all.

It is not purely a disparity in the realm. Other Swordsman is not easy to say. It is only said that for the left and right, it is really not for you to fly. I will look at you, nor will it be a common man who will not look at you.

This is also the key to the special appreciation of the Beizhou Luzhou Jianxiu.

Still mind.

Yan Quan looked at the sky and looked angry. "No, I have to go. I said it was a private matter. I didn't want to stay for so long. I went late, and my two savvy teachers, Shi Boshu, 啥I don’t know the virtues. I can’t wait for a blind man to be jealous of me. They want to clap their hands, maybe they will squeeze out some tears, and then the man will be used as a bodhisattva, finished, and look back at two old things. My eyes, I don't think I was in a mess with you in the sea of ​​clouds. His mother's, the aging mother's name was destroyed, and the reputation of the old cow to eat the tender grass is bound to spread throughout the wood-coating mountain."

Then, I didn’t feel how to be embarrassed. I saw that the young man was more panick than himself. He quickly stood up and stepped back two steps. He said: “Begging for the lord must be, must, must, must cut off these rumors. The sign of proverbs! Otherwise, I will not go to Muyishan in my life!"

It’s strange that Yuquan is not afraid of this kid. He hasn’t seen him wrinkle his brows against Gao Cheng. How can his face be white?

The old lady is so beautiful? Ok, it’s not awkward.

I haven’t reached out yet, and the little **** immediately took out a pot of Xianjia wine. Not only that, but also said: "I don’t have a few pots at the moment, I owe it first, waiting for me to finish. Luzhou must bring more good wine to the lord."

Yanquan waved his hand and had already received three pots of good wine. He still hadn’t finished drinking this pot.

I didn't think that the man had already threw the wine back. "The lord, the rest owe it, and I have the opportunity to go to Muyishan to say that if I really don't have the chance to visit the maiden, I will send the wine to Muyishan."

Then he raised his hand and took the sword to his feet. He ran straight and the sword ran away.

Yan Quan gently picked up the little girl in black and wondered: "This kid doesn't lack the little girl, and it's so assertive. It's not too young to be a young person. Why is it still?"

When Yan Quan shook his head, he didn't think about it. Gao Cheng ate such a big suffocation, and most of the ghosts and valleys would not be safe.

She is in the wind.

As for some words, it is not that she does not want to say a few more words.

The heart knot is only self-solving.

Especially the kind of person who seems to be the least like the horn of the horn at the moment of his life.

It’s really a fairy.

The ferry is over there.

The white-backed student’s back sword was behind him, and he fell on the railing. The toes were a little bit, and the white and white sleeves flew away. They swept back from the window and the window closed.

Still sitting still in the place to "see the scenery" Ding Wei, the heartstring loose, directly back and fell, fell on the ship board.

The observation deck on the second floor was empty. In fact, all the guests on the second floor withdrew the house.

The ferry was even worried about the sudden slamming of the sword and then it was gone.

The manager who sold it to the little monster at the time was not much better than Ding.

It’s hard to be a brother.

The most terrible place is not that young swordsman is high.

But the temperament is hard to measure.

Otherwise, after a sword, life and death are all good things. That is, Shantou begged for mercy and lost money.

However, when a person can be free to decide the life and death of the guy, seeing that you are smiling like Laozi to see his son, the words are good and the spirit is like a good brother, the means are not endless thoughts.

What can you do? What do you dare to do?

Wei Bai’s atmosphere was dignified and he was caught in this dilemma.

It is reasonable to say that a shogunate died in a large house. For the entire Wei family, the death of a golden body from a battlefield, the loss is not too big, Wei Bai should measure both sides, but in the house and When the old man is in total, it seems that he has not been able to figure out a suitable countermeasure. It seems that what he said and said may be mistaken, the consequences are unpredictable, and he may not be able to walk down the ferry alive, and he has no chance to go to the spring. Lucy stabilized the situation, but she did nothing and felt that she was looking for her own death.

The knock on the door rang softly.

The old man’s face is ugly.

Because she was completely unaware of the movement, the other side walked all the way, silent.

Everyone in the house might compare the guy, and the repair is not high, but since he can sit in this room today, there is no fuel-efficient lamp.

So I know who is coming.

Chunlu’s photo of the young woman who was called Qingqing in the night, was steady and steady, and she did not want to be embarrassed by her own man. She would get up and open the door.

Wei Bai sighed and took the lead to get up. He reached out and gestured to the young woman not to be impulsive. He personally went to open the door and recited it as a scholar: "Wei Bai, Wei Bai, meets Jian Xian."

White scholars hold the folding fan and smile across the threshold. "Wei Gongzi doesn't have to be so polite, don't know if he doesn't know."

This sentence heard everyone in the house tremble with trepidation. They had already got up when Wei Bai got up and met, and they were unintentionally far away except for the old woman and the young woman who was in the spring. The table is a few steps away, one by one, and it is like a big enemy.

Wei Bai wants to gently close the door.

However, after the white book students crossed the threshold, the door closed.

Wei Bai took back his hand and walked to the table with the man.

When the matter came to an end, he was relieved. The feeling of giving a knife to the tip of the heart but not moving is the most uncomfortable.

After the white book was seated, he picked up a cup of tea with a cup of mouth down and poured himself a cup of tea. "The tea on the second floor of the house is better."

After Wei Bai sat down, the old man stood behind him, but the young woman repaired by Chun Lu, followed Wei Bai.

Bai Shusheng casually pointed to a person, "worked and drove, to call the people who manage the ferry."

The man quickly bowed his head and even said that he did not dare to go out and call people.

With the door closed gently.

There was a hard silence in the house.

After a while, Bai Yisheng smiled and said: "I am going back and forth, and I happened to see the seniors walking on the ground after leaving the ferry."

Wei Bai’s heart was clear and he was relieved. “Master Liao can learn from the swordsman’s predecessors, and maybe return to the Tiefu House. If you cultivate a little, you can break the bottleneck and go further.”

The young female practitioner who took the night grass, perhaps the last person in the house who wants to understand the joints.

The rest waited, but only later than Wei Bai to understand the subtleties of this dialogue.

I admire Wei Bai.

The sword fairy did not know why, it was given to the Tiefu House under a step, but when it was given to the steps, it was an invisible deterrent. It was another kind of aggressiveness.

I punched your family and worshipped Wufu. I have to come to your house to drink tea. Do you want Wei Bai and Tiefu to count with me? But at the same time, if the Tiefu House is willing to let things go,

Wei Bai chose to go down the steps, knocking down the teeth and swallowing the blood, and also took the whole step back.

Then the door knocked and it sounded softly.

The man walked into the house with a ferry.

The old man raised an eyebrow.

Good guy.

This young sword fairy is counted.

It turns out that this is to say to the younger son, but also to the ferry.

As long as the younger son is willing to let things go, then the young Jianxian listens to the harsh words, and then becomes less sincere.

After all, the Tiefu House went to the golden body of my family name Liao, but it was not a joke, but if there is a ferry boat to help explain it, the face of Tiefu will be better. Of course, Xiaogongzi can also take the initiative to find the ferry management, suggesting that the other side is also willing to sell a favor to the Ironclad House, but only then, the younger son will be even worse.

Small things are trivial matters, but if the younger son can be small and medium-sized, and see the micro-knowledge, then you can understand the third layer of meaning.

Fighting, the golden body of your family, Wufu, is what I punch. And this set of temples in the official hall, I am also familiar with, give you the face, you Wei Bai can not hold, really qualified to tear my face with my foreign swordsman?

Tiefu House may not be afraid of a sword repair that only knows **** and kill.

As long as there is money in Beizhou Luzhou, you can ask Jindan Jianxian to go down the mountain to "practice the sword". The money is enough, Yuan Ying Jian Xian can be moved!

but.

In front of the young swordsman who likes to wear two robes, the brain is very good.

The old man is a monk from the Monster. There is no good or bad in his eyes. Anyone under the sun is only strong or weak. And powerful, and divided into two. One is already doomed to be provoked, the other is to provoke, but it is best not to provoke, the former is naturally stronger, but the latter will become the former at any time, and sometimes even more difficult.

In the end, the Tiefu House is still the subordinate force of the secular dynasty. For the rules and regulations of the officialdom, the more familiar it is, the more it is. For those monks who are acting neatly, especially the rectum, it is not difficult to deal with it. The hard part is the genealogy of the singer who is more bent than the official.

The three great tyrannical dynasties of the Grand dynasty, including Wei’s family, are precisely because of the family’s history, but the book of reading and the seeds of the military, but also the military scorpion, is it less? There are also quite a few. Many of the unreasonable tyrants, in the Beijing official, said that once they were released as officials, as a county official or a county magistrate, the old foxes in the officialdom and the small foxes, picking them up, how really hide, how How come nausea comes, all kinds of tricks, play around, blunt knife cut meat. Therefore, in these years, the Tiefu government spared no effort for the protection of Wei Bai, and even some of the winds and sorrows, I was afraid that the little son would suddenly be violent, and even an enemy could not find it afterwards.

But in the past, every time a young man traveled, it was the most peaceful. The route is fixed, and the follow-up is followed by the fairy. To this end, many hidden enemy forces have been caught, and the shovel has taken the opportunity to clear up many hidden dangers in the secret, the temples, the mountains, the rivers and lakes.

It’s just this time, it’s a big accident.

Nowadays, the ferry is still in the territory of a dynasty of the Grand View Dynasty. However, the other side does not even sell the face of Tiefu and Chunlu, and the thief is so whispered before the man’s shot, even if he did not know the privileged identity of the young son. I should understand it.

The white-study student pointed out the table with a folding fan. "The ferry is a big deal, but we have made two sales, so be polite and do what you want, sit and drink tea."

The white-study student smeared with a folding fan, and the tea cup slid to the side of the table in front of the ferry boat. Half a cup of tea was outside the table, shaking slightly, and it would fall, then lift the teapot, and quickly take two steps, grab both hands. The teacup, bent down, hands out the teacup, and waited until the white sword fairy poured the tea, and it was seated. From beginning to end, there was no extra flattering.

Now that it is not in the summer, this ferry is already an eventful autumn.

The so-called two sales, one is to spend money on the ferry, a natural is to buy and sell newspapers.

The white scholar raised the teacup and took a sip, gently resting it on the table, leaning back against the chair, opening the folding fan, and gently fanning the breeze.

Wei Bai then followed the toast to slow drink, the ferry management is after Wei Bai, slowly tea cups to drink tea, and then hold the cup with both hands.

Bai Shusheng smiled and said: "There are some misunderstandings. If you open it, you are going out, and you are angry."

Wei Bai poured himself a cup of tea, and it was full. He held the cup and took a handful of vain. He smiled and nodded. "The swordsman's predecessor rarely traveled to the mountains and rivers. This time, our shogunate hit the sword fairy predecessor, and the younger generation took tea. On behalf of the wine, daring to pay a cup?"

Bai Shu Shusheng nodded.

Wei Baiyi drank it.

The ferry boat oozes fine sweat from the forehead.

He is a sea view monk, such as a needle felt.

Bai Shusheng turned to look at the young woman, "Is this fairy?"

After Wei Bai put down the teacup, he smiled and said: "It is the only daughter of the spring scent of the night grass, Tang Xianshi, Tang Qingqing."

Bai Shusheng said with a smile: "Tang Xianzi is the first person in the previous house. The first person who wants to open the door to welcome the guests, the beauty is very important, Wei Gongzi can be disappointed."

Wei Bai smiled and nodded. "Just wait for the elders of both sides to nod."

Bai Yishusheng snorted and smiled and said: "But I guess that there is a good way to say that the Weigongzi is so fast, who doesn't like it, that is, General Wei Da is very sad. After all, the mountains are still different. Of course. , still look at the fate, the bar is not good, the strong twisted melon is not sweet."

Wei Bai and his mother were relieved.

That Tang Qingqing was somewhat grateful.

The monks who stood in the house and who had been in contact with Tiefu or Chunlu had some clouds. In addition to the beginning of the moment, it can also make the onlookers feel vaguely murderous, and then it seems like pulling home often?

The white book student suddenly said: "Tang Fairy, should you know Song Lanyu and Song predecessors?"

Tang Qingqing said quickly: "Nature knows that the ship owner of Song is my brother, who is a monk of Chunlu Lanlan."

Bai Yisheng said with a smile: "That's good. I used to ride the ferry of the predecessors of Song Dynasty. It is a very good cause. It belongs to the turn of the year. It seems that going to Chunlu, I must disturb the night garden."

Tang Qingqing smiled awkwardly. "It is our pleasure to be able to visit the grass hall by the seniors of Jianxian."

Even Wei Bai, there is some incense in Tang Qingqing.

The white-study student suddenly asked: "Wei Gongzi, the young Jianxian who had passed the sword before, said a strange word that didn't have a head or a tail, but also invited me to drink tea, so famous?"

Wei Bai said: "If the younger generation is not mistaken, it should be the little master of the Jinwu Palace, Liu Zhiqing, Liu Jianxian."

Tang Qingqing nodded and smiled: "This Jinwu Palace, Liu Jianxian, every few years, will go to our spring dew to buy a mountain spring that he personally bought in his early years, and brew tea with water."

Bai Yi Shusheng said: "I saw this piece of content on the spring dew's "Spring Lu Dong". It turned out that this big sword fairy is Jinwugong Liu Qingqing, and has long been famous. I knew that I was cheeky before. Liu Jianxian greeted him and went to Chunlu’s side to help him earn a reputation.”

Wei Bai smiles as usual.

The old man was twitching twice in the corner of his mouth.

In the hands of the cup, the tea around the village that has not dared to finish yet is not bitter, but the ship can be miserable.

This sword fairy lord, you cut a few people's Jinwu Palace's Thundercloud, Liu Qingqing still invites you to drink tea, do you need such a reputation? Can we be a little brighter, ask your swordsman to give a quick speech, don't be so painful?

Bai Shusheng turned his head. "This old man seems to think that I am not qualified to drink tea with Liu Jianxian?"

The old mink smiled and said: "Don't dare. Two swords, Lin Xiaquan, sitting on the tea, a beautiful talk. Chunlu's little book, this year can be reprinted."

The white scholar kept the posture of turning his head and smiling.

The old man’s face is getting stiffer and stiffer.

Bai Yi Shusheng suddenly blinked and said: "I heard that the Yamashita Dynasty has a saying that the Lord is humiliating."

The old man squinted.

Bai Shusheng said: "As for the beauty talk, I also heard that there is also a great view of the Dynasty. When Wei Gongzi visited the snow lake, I saw a beautiful teenager walking through the arch bridge. There was a beautiful smile around him. Wei Gongzi asked her if she Willing to become a fairy monk with the boy, saying that the gentleman has the beauty of the adult, the prostitute is speechless, and after a while, there is a veteran who plunders the lake and gives away the gift. He dares to ask the old man, what is inside? It’s a poor place, very curious, I don’t know what a valuable item can make a teenager feel so ecstatic.”

The old man has already made the worst plan.

Killing and killing one is to take the Tiefu House and Gong Lu and Tang Qingqing to die together. When she wants to see, how can this young sword fairy drink the tea with the willow?

But the white scholar has turned his head. "No wonder the temple is full of incense."

Wei Bai's body is tight, and he smiles and says: "Let Jianxian's predecessors laugh."

Bai Shusheng slowly got up, and finally just used the folding fan to shoot the shoulder of the ferry boat, and then passed by, "Don't have a third sale. The night road is much easier, it is easy to see people."

Tang Qingqing stunned.

Isn't it easy to see ghosts?

Bai Yi Shusheng went straight to the door of the room, raised his arm, and shook his hand to close the folding fan. "You don't have to send it."

The door is still open by itself and then closed by itself.

Wei Bai smiled bitterly.

Ghost walking the night to see people?

After a long silence.

Wei Bai roughly determined that the man could go back and forth to the ferry, and smiled and said to the old man: "Don't mind. There are no taboos in the mountains, we are envious."

The old man smiled and nodded.

Wei Bai sneered in his heart.

You don't mind, it's true or not, I don't care.

But I am very mindful!

Just the smattering of the murder that your wife showed out, although it is aimed at the young sword fairy, but I am not stupid!

Whether a dog bites a person or a dog, it is better than the fierceness of a dog biting a dog.

After the white scholar returned to the house.

Start the six-step pile.

He suddenly stopped and went to the window. As night fell, he leaped to the side of the boat and walked slowly.

Just walked all night.

On the occasion of the big sunrise, Chen Pingan stopped at the bow of the bow and looked up. He took a snow-white robe and bathed in the morning glow, like a golden **** on the ground.

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At dusk, Longquan County is riding a doorway in the dragon lane.

A black charcoal skull sits on the door with a small bench, and Shirou in the shop occasionally blinks outside.

Money is often sitting at the door and licking melon seeds. Shirou knows that she wants her master.

After Chen Ping’s journey from the Niujiaoshan Ferry to Beizhou Luzhou, Zhu Chuan stared at the school’s side at the beginning, and stared at the time of the Mou’s ten days. The money was finally used to the life of the school there. Thinking about flipping over the wall.

But even if it doesn't stop, Zhu Xuan once went to school and asked the master to ask about the situation. The result was half-happy and half-hearted. The joy is that there is no fight with people in the school, there is no truss, and the old man is worried. They are also very helpless about saving money. Xiao Shantou’s sacred books are not worthy of respect. When I was in class, I sat naked by the window and silently painted the little man on the corner of each page. Class, then slap the book, an old man did not know where to get the news, he looked at all the books that saved all the money, the result is really a page does not fall, those little people painted rough, a circle is the head, five small The branches should be the body and the limbs. After closing the book, then the book corner is either a small person playing a boxing, or a small person with a line, which should be regarded as a sword.

The old master was crying and laughing at the time. Instead, he did not immediately get angry. He began to ask for money-saving homework and asked her to memorize the passage of the book. She never thought that the little girl could really recite it. The old master also gave up, just reminding her not to make ghosts on the books of the sages. Later, the little girl did not know where to buy books other than school, and the coursework was still not bad, and the little ones still drew diligently.

When I was in class, I occasionally went to the bottom of the tree and grabbed the ants back. I placed them on a small piece of snow-white rice paper. One arm was held at the table. I held a pen and painted it on the paper to stop the ants’ escape route. She can draw a piece of rice paper, like a labyrinth, and the poor ant is going around in the maze. Since the Longshixi Chen’s son has passed all the gentlemen, he only needs to treat the money as an ordinary Longquan County child. Therefore, the children of the small and small children who know how to live, only know this little black charcoal. On the other side of the shop, unless it is a question and answer with the Master, I will speak almost every day. I rarely talk to people every day. She learns to go to school two nights in the evening. She likes to walk the ladder above the Long Lane and likes to walk sideways. In short, it is a very strange guy, and the classmates are not very close to her.

As the school has been getting along for a long time, some news spread, saying that this black charcoal skull is a financial fan, doing business with people every day, helping the shop to make money.

Then there is Meng Tong who vowed to say that he had seen this little black charcoal earlier and liked to compete with the big white goose in the street. There is also Meng Tong, who is close to riding the dragon alley. He said that when he was studying in the morning, he would deliberately learn to **** and scream, and he was very noisy and very bad. Some people say that after the money has been bullied by the big white goose, they will fight with the big **** in the northernmost part of the town, and they will take a whirlwind leg, or kneel on the ground and punch the big cock. Is it crazy?

After Zhu Xuan went to school for a time, he came back to the shop and chatted with the money. The money finally did not draw the villain on the book, nor did he set up a house for the ants on the rice paper.

It’s just after school, in a secluded corner near the dragon lane, using mud and water, a person pinching a small clay man over there, arranging troops, commanding the two sides to fight each other, just pinching out thirty or forty Little clay figurines, every time she finished the fight, she will be sent to the army to collect the soldiers and hide the little ones.

Shirou saw it, and Zhu said with a private conversation, Zhu said that this does not matter.

But the next two things, the first thing, was that after a day of copying the book, I rushed to the generals of the autumn field soldiers, and the results soon came back.

Shirou asked, saving money and being unhappy. Standing on the stool behind the counter, he put his head on the counter and said that it was heavy rain in the past, and the soldiers of the two armies were killed.

This made Shirou feel a little worried, and he saved the savvy, how could he let those families give the rain, but Zhu Chuan still said with her.

But the second thing, Zhu Xuan also frowned. After getting the news of Shirou, he made a special trip from the side of Luoshan Mountain to ride the dragon lane.

Shirou told him that he had a day out of school, and he was carrying a dead white goose neck, squatting back to the rider's lane, and then buried the big white goose in a place where he didn't know.

At the time, he saved a copy of the book in his own room.

Zhu Xuan stood at the gate of the shop. Shirou said that he was not willing to say anything about money. It was her own inquiries.

On the way back from school, the money was stopped by a woman in the city. It was said that it must have saved the white geese at home, and it was awkward to obey. When the money started, it was not her, the woman moved. After I started to save money, I just said that it was not what she did. In the end, the money took out a bag of private money, and gave the woman the two pieces of broken silver and all the copper coins, saying that she could buy the dead white goose, but The big white goose is not her fight.

Shirou was worried and asked Zhu Zhu what to do, whether to talk to the money.

Zhu Zheng was facing the counter at the time and facing the road of riding the dragon lane. He said that it is not impossible to talk, but it is useless. If you pay for anything, you will only listen to it. You are not unclear.

Shirou made an idea and said that he went to the woman to talk, and then used some means to find out the stubborn children on the side of the school, and both sides would apologize to the money.

As a result, Zhu Chuan, who has always been a hippie smile, has burst into a foul language. Is there a fart, is it just a matter of things?

Scared stone soft face pale.

However, in the end, Zhu Xuan stood at the door for a long time, and only quietly returned to Luoshan, did nothing.

After that, there is no place for people to worry about saving money. I will go to school and listen to the lectures of the Masters. I will go out early and return late, get on time and on time, and then I will be free to do business, copy books, and walk. Pile, practice her crazy sword, but this kind of reassurance, but let Shirou more unreliable.

Shirou is rather willing to pay for the money to slap down the woman in the city, or to quarrel with a veteran at the school.

But there is no money.

At that moment, Shirou realized that it was not only that Chen Ping was not in the Lushan Mountain, but also two Luoshan.

And he is not saving money, it is two money.

Fortunately, the money will still be like today, a person sitting on the bench at the door of the shop, holding a melon seeds, a person screaming, do not know what to say, from time to time look up to the end of the alley.

At this time, Shirou will be familiar with it.

On this day, Qian Qiangang took the bench and walked back to the backyard of the shop. He planned to practice the crazy swordsmanship that almost became perfect. As a result, he heard the old cook shouting in front of the shop: "Loss money! Lose money!"

I took the money and took the mountain stick and ran out with anger. "Is the old cook you looking for a fight?!"

Waiting for the money to go to the front of the shop, seeing the old cook standing next to a small girl with arms around her chest, she stood on the threshold, her face stretched, and looked at the money.

Money is smashed, and a serious saying: "Who is this? Is the old cook, your illegitimate daughter who is out of the house? Finally, I will find you back?"

Zhu Yong slammed a shot and patted the head of the little girl standing on the threshold. "She is called Zhou Mi, which was sent by your master from the north of Luzhou."

The money is in the boxing palm, and the eyes are stunned: "Master is really powerful. Now, not only is it money, but it can be smashed!"

The little girl in black wrinkled her face and faint eyebrows, rubbing her head, and staring hard at the little black charcoal that was not too tall.

Money and eyes wide open, then smiled and said: "I want you to eat boiled fish at night?"

After I finished speaking, I saved the palm of my hand and made a knife. I used a hand to make a chopping board. The hand knife was lifted up and down. It was so dazzling, and then the mouth was still squeaking. After the work was finished, the gas sinking Dan Tian, ​​Shen Sheng : "I am the knife, the second in the world, only slightly worse than my master!"

Then she spread her hands. "Have you ever eaten such a big fish? Have you ever eaten such a big crab?"

Zhou Mi's grain immediately did not dare to put on his arms and arms, wrinkled his face, sweat on his face, and his eyes turned sharply.

Shirou smiled, not a small fish monster.

Zhou Mi's tempering machine said, with a big swearing official saying: "Your master asked me to help me and said that he missed you very much."

The money was stunned, and the little girl in black hurriedly jumped off the threshold, a little scared.

I saved the money and picked up the mountain stick that leaned against the shoulder. I swayed to the threshold and looked at the girl in the black dress. It was called a kindness... I reached out and touched her little head and smiled and said: "It’s not high-pitched, white dwarf melons that have been growing for hundreds of years. Nothing is ok, I won’t look down on you. I’m a master’s disciple, I’m not the kind of person who looks at people!”

Zhou Mi's granules have been learning all the way, although they are still not smooth, they can understand.

Zhu said with a smile: "The rice grains will be handed over to you in the future. This is the meaning of the son. How do you say that? If you are not happy, I will lead Zhou Mi's back to the mountains."

The money smacked the corner of the mouth, the old cook who squinted. "The big land is of course the master. After that, this little short melon will be handed over to me. I will take her to eat..."

Zhou Migran immediately shouted: "As long as you don't eat fish, you can do anything!"

Qian Qian smiled at the head of the little girl in black, "True."

Zhu has been gone.

Shirou is happy at the counter.

After that, there was a little girl in black on the side of the ride.

Then the dog will often run. Every day, when he learns to finish his day, Zhou Mi will stay with him at the gate and greet the money and return to riding the dragon lane.

On this day, the money flew out, and I saw the rice grain holding a mountain stick, and the dog that was lying on the ground. I squatted and grabbed the dog’s mouth, and twisted it, "said, Is there anyone still bullying a small winter melon?"

The dog that has become a good dog has a heart that wants to die.

Lao Tzu said it.

Shake your wrist and twist the dog's head in the other direction. "Don't say?! Want to rebel?!"

Zhou Mi’s life is born: “Master, no one bullied me.”

Nodded and nodded, let go of the hand, and slap a palm on the dog's head. "How do you ride the dragon guarding the left side of the law? You don't know how to go up, the fart is not used, there is only one right guard in riding the dragon lane!" ”

Zhou Mi's grain immediately stood up straight, picked up his heel, and firmly grasped the stick with his hands.

They walked across the street together, ran back to the dragon lane, and flew down the steps. As a result, the white clothes fell from the sky, the big sleeves rolled, the hunting screamed, and the golden chicken fell on the ground in an independent posture, with one arm crossed in front of the body. Refers to the closeness of the sky, "If you want to live from here, leave a road to buy money!"

The dog was holding his tail and turned around and ran.

Zhou Mi is a little nervous, pulling the sleeves around him, "Master Sister, who? It's so fierce."

She did not think that the other party must be a bad person, that is, there is something wrong with her brain, and she is tall. If he relies on strength and hurts himself and his master sister, there is no way to reason.

She saw that the money was dignified, and the money slowly said: "It is a fierce devil in the rivers and lakes. It is extremely tricky. I don't know how many masters of the rivers and lakes have lost in his hands. I am dealing with it. It’s a little difficult to get up. You stand behind me and rest assured that this rider’s alley is covered by me. I can’t allow outsiders to scatter here! Look at me and take him on the dog’s head!”

Zhou Mi's grain nodded hard, wiped his forehead sweat, and took a step back.

Then she saw that the money was jumping in a hand, just next to the white man, and then a row of poles swept out.

Zhou Mi's eyes wide open, and one thing is going on. This stick sweeps a bit slow, slower than the ants move.

And the white man was slowly leaning back, and the two white and white sleeves were slowly lifted up, like two slowly spreading rice papers.

I just escaped the sweep of the mountain stick.

Then you come to me, still slow to scare the dead, you stick, I lifted a foot, Zhou Migrang feels that he is almost able to run a ride in the dragon lane.

Zhou Mi's grain is now squeezing a pile of two eyebrows. She really didn't understand it.

In the end, the money and the white man who looked good and the brain thief had problems, almost at the same time, both made a move to stagnate Dantian.

Hey, he sighed, "Master! You can block my set of crazy swords and swords.

The white man nodded, "it is true."

Zhou Mi is a bit confused, scratching his head.

Then the white man smiled brightly: "You are Zhou Mi, my name is Cui Dongshan, you can call my little brother."

Zhou Mi granules quickly got up, ran down the steps, and stretched his neck to look at the man who claimed to be Cui Dongshan. "Chen Pingan said that you will bully people, I can't see it."

The man waved his sleeves, picked up the orchid fingers, and licked his face with a hand. "Crazy" said: "My husband will be the most joke."

Zhou Mi's mouth twitched and turned to look at the money.

I saved my money on Cui Dongshan’s calf. “Be serious, don’t lose my Master’s face.”

Cui Dongshan coughed twice, squatting down and smiling: "Stand on."

Zhou Mi’s eyes blinked.

The man stretched out a finger and gently pressed against her eyebrows.

Zhou Mi is dizzy, and I feel that I am a little sleepy.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Miye felt a tingling in her eyebrows, and then there was no difference.

The man had stood up and patted the head of Zhou Mi's head with one hand and smiled. "It's okay. Let's go back together."

Money frowning: "Be careful, this is what my master told you!"

After Cui Dongshan’s hand was handed down, he and the two little hoes who walked together stood side by side, and looked helplessly: “Know it. Let’s go.”

In front of the dragon lane, the two little girls, like a glimpse, swayed.

This is called walking, and the demon is flustered.

It was really good for the money to pay for the grain, and I also took out a piece of my own treasure, spit it, and slap it on the forehead of Zhou Mi.

Cui Dongshan walked behind the two little girls, looking at them and smiling.

The sun and the moon.

The light of rice grains.

Then Cui Dongshan’s hand was lifted, and it was gently lifted up between the fingers, holding a stubborn remnant of black ink.

Cui Dongshan pulled the corner of his mouth. "Sorry, I met Cui Dongshan, and you counted eight years of blood."

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Spring dew ferry.

Song Lanxuan, who was in charge of the division’s ferry, was informed by Tang Qingqing’s Feijian in the ancestral hall. Yuan Ying’s ancestors and Zu Shitang unanimously decided to let him temporarily ignore the ferry and stay in Chunlu. From his song Lan Lan, he personally received the young Jianxian from the bones of the bones, until the end of the reunion, when the young Jianxian surnamed Chen is willing to stay in the spring dew, it is better.

Song Lanxie had waited for nearly an hour at the ferry, but still had a good mood, and greeted with familiar faces, a little more sincere smile.

The ferry management under the sun is a poor person on the road of practice. It is not that the division of the division is better than the abandonment of the son. Song Lanxie is no exception. In addition to his mentor, the rest of the ancestors and the devotees of the ancestors, even if the vast majority are clearly equal to his realm of Song Lanxi, some are only one generation higher than him, and the name has changed the word into a bamboo character. It’s true that he doesn’t want to see him. It’s different from the same door. Secondly, the income of the ferry in the first year, the exotic flowers and flowers of Jiamu Mountain, the gods’ money is never just his hand, the ferry will be special. The ancestral hall of the ancestral hall is responsible for the transfer of the celestial forces around the country. He only obtained a little bit of shackles and cold dividends as the owner of the ship. Once there is an accident, the ancestral hall will still have a lot of accountability, and it will not be miserable. Comfortable days, there are no days.

A ferry boat slowly stopped, and then the unusually prosperous spring dews of Fushuidu, a large ferry from all parts of Luzhou, found a strange thing.

The passengers of the ferry did not have a wind, and no one jumped down. Without exception, all of them honestly walked down the ferry on two legs. Not only that, but after they got off the boat, one by one. Like the look of a dead escape.

Chen Pingan walked down the ferry, and the iron shovel, Wei Bai and Tang Qingqing, followed, but separated by dozens of steps.

Seeing the more enthusiastic Song Lanxi, Chen Pingan smiled and was led by the spring dew Jindan to the Jiamu Mountain Range, where there was a mansion dedicated to guests, and an antique house was located. Among the bamboo seas.

The two took a boat and went to the residence. The bamboo sponge was stretched, the green and the secluded, the aura was full, and it was refreshing.

The small boat's "Baizhuzhouzi" is a young woman. On the small boat, the tea set is complete. She sits at the end of the boat and cooks tea.

Song Lanxuan and Chen Pingan enjoyed tea together, and Song Lanxi introduced the architectural shops, mountain peaks and landscapes along the way.

The Jiamu Mountain Range covers a vast area, and the boat has been sailing for almost half an hour before entering the bamboo sea boundary where the aura is far away. It takes about a quarter of an hour to stop at the gazebo in the bamboo sea.

Chen Ping’s appearance appeared, no longer wearing a bamboo box to wear a brawl, whether to hold a mountain stick, even the sword fairy has been put away, is the waist hanging sword, holding a jade bamboo folding fan, white clothes, style Photo according to people.

The Chunlu niece, who is not qualified for practice, stood by the boat and laughed aloud, but this way, in addition to the words of tea and tea, there was no sound.

Chen Ping approached, and the **** grabbed a snowflake money. The female repair seemed to be a little accidental. He hesitated, and then quickly reached out. Chen Pingan released his finger and gently dropped the snow money on her palm. Then Thank you very much.

Song Lanxuan looked at the woman and seemed to be awkward. He smiled and said: "Just take it, and the other place is dead, and you don't count it on the bamboo side."

When Chen Pingan and Song Lanxuan walked to the mansion, they wondered: "Song predecessors, but I broke the rules of the spring gates of the spring dew?"

Song Lanxuan shook his head and smiled: "The residence of the guests in the Jiamu Mountain Range is subject to rules and regulations. It is not allowed to collect the guests' rewards, but it is free to go to the Zhuhai side. If Chen Gongzi is willing to give a small summer money, and Absolutely all of the private money of the boat, Chunlu is definitely not a one-hundred percent."

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "It is impossible to do this with a swollen face and a fat man."

The rehearsal of the Spring Banquet was held three days later.

Just before the summer solstice.

And Song Lanxi said that after the summer, there is still a ceremonial banquet, but it is not the size of the previous market, so today the ferry is more than a few, after all, spring dew is more expensive.

The two walked slowly in the bamboo forest trail.

Then came to a quiet house that hangs the "shock" plaque, and entered the courtyard.

There are six mansions named after the six solar terms in spring, which are the most expensive. Three of them are located in this bamboo sea. However, among the “Qingming” houses, the average guest is not willing to stay. After all, the name is not special. Ji Qing, but the Taoist high-ranking person who visited Chunlu, but most like to choose this house to stay. In fact, before and after the rehearsal of the Spring Banquet, the affiliation of these six houses is a thing that makes Chunlu’s ancestral hall a headache. Whoever does not give it to anyone, one carelessness is a bad thing that provokes resentment.

In fact, there is also one of the most prestigious "Lichun" mansions. In the past two days, a Yuanying guest has just left, and it is temporarily empty. Although it is very popular, it is not impossible to take it out and let the young swordsman stay in the house. After deliberating at the church, I felt that the house was too close to the Yuying Cliff, and that the uncle of the Jinwu Palace was still there to drink tea. If you really fight, good things will turn into disasters.

When deliberating on this matter, a large group of original elders and enemies who were originally in the nose, asked the opinions of Song Lanzhen seriously.

This makes Song Lanxi feel a little bit of exuberance, but after all, it is an old Jindan, it will not reveal a little bit of smug look, but more respectful than before, the response is not leaking.

On the mountain, the most important thing is a long stream of water.

It’s a good thing today, and I’m frustrated tomorrow, too much.

Song Lanyu entered this horror house, but did not wait much, and soon left.

There are two young female practitioners in the house, one of whom is actually a rumored child of the spring dew Jindan monk.

They are responsible for the temporary maids who serve as residents.

This is a good thing for Chen Ping, and when he sent Song Lanxi to the door, he directly asked if he could dismiss the two women.

Song Lanxiao smiled and said: "Chen Gongzi, you are the first-class guests of our spring dew, of course, you can do this, but the two gimmicks, it is sure to eat and hang down."

Chen Pingan sighed and shook the folding fan, no longer speaking.

Song Lanxuan whispered: "Our ancestors originally wanted to personally greet Chen Gongzi. It was just a rehearsal of the Spring Banquet. Some accidents had to be done by her old man. Our ancestors were tempered by their temper. I can't get away from it, so I have to sue with Chen Gongzi."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It is too polite to talk about the ancestors."

After Song Lanxuan left, when Song Lanxuan figure disappeared at the end of the bamboo forest trail, Chen Ping did not immediately return to the mansion, but began to wander around.

When Chen Ping returned to his home, he saw the Jinwu Palace Liu Qingqing standing at the door, the young boy looks like a golden scorpion, and the jade tree is facing the wind.

The two young female practitioners were on the sidelines, the eyes were tender, not only the kind of admiration of the female repairing the sword fairy, but also the woman’s view of the handsome man’s autumn wave.

Chen Pingan smiled.

People are more popular than people.

If the student standing there is estimated to be the two spring dew women, there will be no more Liu Jianxian in the eyes.