The night was deep, and when I was in the most difficult time, Yu Jingcheng didn’t sleep anymore. There was a night owl in the romance novel. She felt that she was herself.

The method of vomiting recorded in the booklet is at noon, different festivals, and the time of daytime practice is slightly different. The four words at the end of the scroll are extremely touching: the sky is rising.

Previously, at the time of the official departure, the old servant took off the thin bamboo robes, and gave his daughter, Jing Jingcheng, and said goodbye to her daughter. Now she is lucky enough to follow the Jianxian practice of the mountain. It is the ancestral ancestors of the ancestral priests who are sheltered in the spirit of the heavens, so they must be squared, and there is no longer a shelf for everyone to show off. Otherwise, it is the ancestors who ruined the ancestors.

The man is always practicing the boring boxing.

Yan Jingcheng got up and went to pick up some dead branches around him. He had a kind of learning. He first baked it by the campfire and scattered the accumulated water contained in the dead branches. He did not throw it directly into the fire.

In the past few years, her practice has stumbled and was very unsatisfactory. Since there is no master's guidance, and the contents of the booklet, in addition to driving a golden magical sword, a practical magical power, let Yan Jingcheng learn 70% or 80%. The rest of the words are like a thing that has been opened to the public. It’s too much outline, and the volley is so confusing that it’s like the person’s previous saying that “the truth is inevitable,” and no one helped her. Cracking the puzzle, so even from the wording, Yu Jingcheng has been painstakingly pondering the booklet since childhood, and still feels that it is always unacceptable, so the age of thirty years old is still a bottleneck in the two worlds. .

Yan Jingcheng actually hesitated. Do you want to take out the three clothes of the bamboo robes, the golden plaques and the booklets. If the supernatural swordsman of the sages is fancy, she doesn’t care, but she is afraid that the man mistakenly thinks She is still shaking her mind, and she is self-defeating more than once.

Chen Ping stopped the boxing pile and sat back next to the campfire. He said, "Help you save a heart and bring it."

Yan Jingcheng carefully took out three golden dragonflies from the sleeves, a booklet that was as bright as new, without any wear and tear, and the ancient title of the book "Upper Xuan Xuan Ji".

Yan Jingcheng whispered: "Predecessors, the scorpion is a little weird. I was involved with me since I was young. If someone else holds it, it will be burned. In the early years, there were prostitutes who tried to steal the golden scorpion. As a result, the whole palm was burned, and the pain was full. The ground rolled, and soon the other people in the house were alarmed. Even if the wound was healed, the person seemed to have lost the disease, and sometimes he was so awake and stupid, somehow."

"Nothing."

Chen Pingan took the booklet with one hand and spread it with one hand. Xiao Jingcheng was light and easy. Three treasures of light flowed, and the colorful golden enamel fell on Chen Ping’s palm. Jin Hao trembled, but Chen Ping’s palm was safe and sound, Chen Ping’s end was a moment. Slowly said: "Golden 钗 is your life, the world's refining is divided into three, small refining, and can barely earn the monk's gas house, but anyone can snatch, after the refining can open a piece The magical use of the fairy rituals is like... this unnamed hill, with the mountain gods and the temples sitting in the town, the big refinement is the natal life. The world-class singer who gives you these three opportunities is a real high person. The Tao can't help but say that it is very mysterious. At least the immortal is undoubted. Maybe it may be a Yuanying monk. So why did you send you a mountain trail, but you will leave it for thirty or forty years..."

Yu Jingcheng, who has been listening to the ear, whispers: "Thirty-two years."

The man smiled and said: "Do you want to talk about it in a few months?"

隋景澄 looks 尴尬.

Chen Pingan first put the booklet on his lap, picking up a gold plaque with both fingers, and gently tapping one of the other palms, crisp as a golden stone, every tap, and a circle of light blooming Chen Pingan raised his head and said: "These three golden dragons are a set of magic weapons. They seem to be exactly the same, but they are not. They are called 'Lingsu Qingwei', 'Qing Shen Shen' and 'Tai Xia's Ghosts'. Most of them. It is related to Lei Fa, the head of Wanfa."

Yan Jingcheng’s face was incredible, and he said with sincerity: “Predecessors are very knowledgeable and omniscient!”

This is her heartfelt words.

The three gold plaques that have no difference in how they look, even the name can break through the secrets?

Chen Pingan glanced at her. "There is a name on the gold plaque. The word is very small. You are too low to understand."

Yan Jingcheng's face is stiff.

Chen Pingan gently threw the three golden gongs to Yu Jingcheng, began to look through the eccentric booklet, frowned, and immediately closed after two pages.

The words on the pages of the book "Upper Xuan Xuan Ji", when they opened themselves, Baoguang flashed, even if Chen Ping’s eyesight and memory were not able to remember the word of a page, just like an original In the order of the battlefield battlefield, they immediately dispersed themselves and became disorderly. I don't think about it, but it is also a piece of Jing Jingcheng's life. It is very likely that it is not only that Jing Jingcheng can open it, but even if Chen Ping let her turn the page, the content of the two is still a world apart.

Chen Pingan waved to let Jing Jingcheng sit next to her, let her read the book, and Jing Jingcheng was obsessed with it. As soon as she did, Chen Pingan quickly let her close the booklet and said: "This fairy family technique is not low, just Incomplete, the person who gave the book in the past should have a high expectation for you, but can not let your preacher be your guardian, so this is more than 30 years."

隋景澄一一攥金钗, holding a book in one hand, smiling at the face, happy in the heart, more intense than she knows what she is “隋家玉人”.

Chen Pingan began to close his eyes and raise his spirits. His hands gently held the golden thunder whip that looked like a green bamboo.

Above the "green bamboo", there is no word, only a strip of marks, dense.

Yan Jingcheng suddenly asked: "Which robes named bamboo clothes, should the seniors look at it?"

Chen Pingan opened his eyes, his face was strange, and she saw her face sincere and eager to try. Chen Pingan said helplessly: "You don't have to look at it, it must be a good fairy treasure, a robe, a precious, mountain practice, more There is a fight, in general, the temper will have two pieces of life, one main attack on a main defense, the high man has given you three gold plaques, bamboo robes are mostly consistent with it."

Yu Jingcheng was somewhat aware of his feelings, his face was reddish and he no longer spoke.

For a moment of silence, the man no longer practiced punching and piles, but began to be as calm as a monk, breathing long and faint, and Jing Jingcheng only felt that there was a layer of brilliance in his body, a bright light, a feminine glow.隋景澄 is only the sword sage predecessor who is a good man, and the weather is tens of thousands. Even if she is at the end of the road, she can see the clues. In fact, it is the Jingjingcheng sect. It is a very good cultivating emperor, and it is invisible to see Jin Yuming. To see the vision of Chen Pingan, it is her talent, the perception of heaven and earth aura is far better than the ordinary five-level monk.

Su Jingjing suddenly remembered something and hesitated for a long time. He still felt that things were not too small. He had to ask: "Predecessors, Cao Fu Xiao Shu night, this trip, the sneaky behavior, in addition to not wanting to cause the Da Yu dynasty and The attention of a small emperor of the Northland is not the same as the high-ranking person who gave me the opportunity. They are also very jealous? Maybe Cao Fu’s master, what is the Jindan Dixian, and the teacher of the Golden Scale Palace, Shi Bo’s ancestors, Unwilling to show up, it is also similar to the road when the road, Cao Fu let the knife and river Jianghu Wufu take the lead to show up, to test whether the swordsman predecessors hide aside, is the same reason?"

Chen Pingan opened his eyes again and smiled.

This Jing Jing Cheng, the heart is really good.

Chen Pingan patiently explained: "On the mountain, a monk, once enemies, it is easy to entangle for a hundred years. This is the rules of the mountains on the mountain, the rules of the rivers and lakes, Cao Fu Xiao Shu night to scorn the rivers and lakes, feel a foot on the mountain, Can be in the rivers and lakes in the end, all small fish and shrimp, but for the practice of the mountains and the complex, they do not understand, their behind-the-scenes masters will be clear, so there is such a thing. They are now taboo I, Cao Fu is just a jealous of my flying sword, but behind the scenes, but there is still a lot of worry, that is, the cloud traveler you have already thought of, if you are a preacher, just a foreign land fairy, they weigh After that, I don’t mind doing a bigger deal, but if the preacher sent you a guardian, it’s a Jindan sword repair, and the people behind the scenes will measure their own weight and the bottom of the family. Can't stand the revenge of the two 'Yuan Ying monks'."

隋景澄 Eyelashes are slightly trembled.

The man said it straightforwardly and "hiddenly killing the plane". Yan Jingcheng was a smart woman with a heart and soul. The more he thought about it, the more he gained. He only felt that the magnificent picture of the mountain in his heart finally showed a corner.

Yan Jingcheng asked a language that did not meet her previous temperament. "Predecessors, three fairy houses, don't you really want it?"

Chen Pingan shook his head. "Get it right."

Yan Jingcheng will smile.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "No more ideas?"

隋景澄愣了愣, thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "No."

Chen Pingan said: "Cao Fu used to slap the tiger away from the mountain with Xiao Shu night. He mistakenly thought that he would win the battle and stop you on the small road. I told you that after he went up the mountain, you would not feel terrible?"

Yan Jingcheng is really worried. What was refining into a living person by Cao Fu’s master, and after being taught the Tao, he was double-educated with the old ancestors of the Golden Scale Palace...

Although Yan Jingcheng was bent on his heart, he did not become such a pity that he could not help himself.

Chen Pingan sighed. "Have you ever thought about it, the high-ranking person who gave you the chance, what was the original intention? Have you ever thought of a possibility, in case this person is repaired higher than Cao Cheng’s people behind the scenes, the heart is more sinister , calculations are more long-term?"

Yan Jingcheng had a cold sweat.

Chen Pingan reached out and slammed it twice, indicating that Jing Jingcheng didn't have to be too scared. He said softly: "This is just a possibility. Why he dares to give you three treasures, which gives you a big opportunity to cultivate the Tao, invisible. In the middle, I put you in danger. Why didn't he bring you directly to his own fairy school? Why didn't you have a guardian around you? Why did you decide to be a monk by yourself? What is the mystery of the strange thing that the dream **** man embraces the baby girl?"

Yan Jingcheng reached out and wiped his forehead sweat, then held his back against his forehead and shook his head: "I don't want to understand."

Chen Ping nodded. "Most of the world is like this. I don't want to understand what I think. I really don't think it is a good thing."

Yan Jingcheng looked blank.

During this time, the displacement of the family is like a funeral dog, the peaks and turns, ups and downs, tonight, this person's words and words, let her mood ups and downs.

Chen Pingan said: "I told you after you decided to go to Baojuan, that is, you want to make another choice in your mind. How to treat that person may not appear in this life, maybe it is tonight. The surviving Yunyou Supreme. Assume that the Supreme is kind to you, but at the beginning of your practice, you are too careless for you, so as not to encourage the peasant, but now you have not yet known the Wuling Kingdom and the family, after all, the people who cultivated the Tao, The higher the realm, the more closed the world, the more you don't know the world. So you can go to Baoliangzhou for a while, but you can't rush to worship Cui Dongshan as a teacher. If that person is bad at you from the beginning, then there is no such concern. After all, you and I are not sure about the truth of the matter. What should I do?"

Yan Jingcheng stumbled and asked: "What should I do?"

Chen Pingwei smiled and said: "What should I do?"

Yan Jingcheng wiped a face and suddenly laughed. "If I met a predecessor, or if someone else saved me, I wouldn’t care about anything. The farther I run, the better, even if I have a big favor. In my cloud travel masters, I will try my best not to think too much. Now I think that the swordsman predecessors are right. The scholars at the foot of the mountain are in danger of self-protection, but there must be a little bit of compassion, then the monks on the mountain. If you escape, you may have to leave a grateful heart, so the swordsman predecessor, the Cui Dongshan predecessor, even if I can be lucky enough to be a disciple of some of you, only remember, until this life and that person After the reunion of Yunyou Supreme, even if his realm does not have you two high, I will ask the two to allow me to change the teacher's door and worship the Yunyou Supreme Master!"

Chen Ping nodded, "righteous."

What is even more commendable is that Chen Pingan actually can see the words of Jing Jingcheng, and he is sincere and sincere.

Some words need to be seen rather than listened.

This is good practice in the mountains.

Therefore, Chen Pingan said with emotion: "I hope that the previous guess is that I am too dark-minded. I still hope that the Yunyou Supreme will be able to become a mentor and you will join hands to climb the mountain and enjoy the mountains and rivers."

Yan Jingcheng stole a smile and squinted at him.

Chen Pingqing suddenly wanted to understand the silent words in her eyes and gave her a look. "I am with you, just the way to look at the world, just like a trip, but you and my heart are very different."

Yan Jingcheng couldn't help but laugh out, and it was rare for the child to be mindful. He began to look around. "Master, where are you?"

God knows whether it will be like the one who was behind the bamboo box, the young man, may be far away, or may be close at hand?

Chen Pinghe laughed.

Of course, the "Master" of Jing Jingcheng did not appear.

Since then, the two did not deliberately hide their whereabouts. However, because Jing Jingcheng needed to practice at a fixed time during the day, Chen Pingan bought a carriage and went to the car as a driver. He Jingcheng took the initiative to talk about some of the books. The key to the practice of "Shang Shang Xuan Xuan Ji" tells the story of some times when there is a breath, when there are eyes, the eyes are warm and steamy, the eyes are itchy, and the itch is stunned. In different scenes, Chen Pingan can't give any advice. In addition, Yan Jingcheng is a layman. He has practiced for nearly 30 years without any signs of illness. Instead, his skin is delicate and double-eyed. It should not be big. The difference is gone.

This way, it is stable and staying up all night.

Just like when I escorted Li Wei to the Datun Academy, there were not only bumps and bumps, but also the fact that there were more chickens and sizzling smog.

Just like Li Wei went to pull and pee every time, he was willing to go with him, especially in the middle of the night, even if it was in the middle of the night after Lu Shou, Chen Ping’s safety in the middle of the night had already fallen asleep, and he would be shaken by Li Wei. Wake up, and then sleep in the eyes of Chen Pingan, accompanied by the guy with his hands on his crotch or holding his ass, go far, that way, it has always been like this, Chen Pingan never said anything about Li Wei, Li Wei also never said a word of appreciation to the words.

However, the rural children, it is indeed not very accustomed to say thank you. Just like the scholar, I really don't want to say that I am wrong.

However, after all, Li Wei was on the heart, so everyone can see that among the people in the past, Li Wei was the most concerned about Chen Pingan. Even after so many years, he has been studying in the academy for many years. Li Wei has his own friends. But he is still safe for Chen, and he still has the mentality of the nest and the coward. He really encountered something. The first person who thought of it was Chen Pingan, not even the mother and sister far away from Bezhou, but one is Dependence, one is mourning, different feelings, the same deep.

Although Yan Jingcheng is a monk who is half-hanging, he still has no grain and is a woman, so the trouble is actually not a bit.

less.

So when Chen Pingan bought a carriage in a prosperous county town, he deliberately stayed for one more day and stayed at an inn. At that time, he felt that he had a weight of one hundred and sixty pounds, and he borrowed some money from Chen Ping. I bought some items, then put on a new dress and bought a power fence that covered my face.

Not deliberately taking care of Yu Jingcheng, in fact, Chen Pingan himself is not in a hurry, the general itinerary has been in mind, will not delay into the autumn time to rush to the green country.

So one day in the twilight, on the bank of a turbulent river, Chen Ping took out the fishing rod and fished, and the sand turned to the big stone. It was inexplicably caught a snail of more than ten kilograms. When they were drinking fish soup, Chen Pingan said that Tongyezhou has a snail in the lake. It is the most miraculous. As long as it has lived for a hundred years, it will contain a bluestone of different sizes, which is extremely pure. After being crushed and exposed by secret techniques, It is the symbolic material that Fuxi’s monks dreamed of.

Yan Jingcheng was shocked.

The two will also occasionally play, and Jing Jingcheng finally confirmed the sword fairy predecessor. It is really a stinking chess scorpion. It is a big hand, and it is subtle and flawless, and then it becomes more and more stinky.

When he talked for the first time, Yan Jingcheng was very serious, because she felt that she had to play in the pavilion. The predecessors must be Tibetan mastiffs.

Later, Jing Jingcheng accepted his life.

This predecessor is really only memorizing some predecessors.

Fortunately, the predecessor did not feel that it was a shame, ten loses, and every time he re-opens, he will humbly ask for some of the tricks of Jing Jingcheng, and Jing Jingcheng naturally does not dare to hide. Finally, when I was visiting a bookstore in a county town, I picked two pieces of the game, one of which was "Daguanzi Spectrum", which was mainly based on death and living, and a special record. When the predecessors gave her some gold and silver in the county, she kept it for herself, so she bought a game and had a surplus.

On a rushing night road, after passing through a wilderness tomb, the predecessors suddenly stopped the carriage and shouted Jing Jingcheng out of the carriage. Then her fingers tapped at her eyebrows, letting her concentrate on one place, and Jing Jingcheng took advantage of the power fence. Tulle, I saw a white fox on the grave, carrying a scorpion, and looking at the moon. She asked why this is, the predecessors also said that they did not know, saw more fox enchanting beauty figure, confuse the students of the study, so carrying the bones of the moon, he is still the first time to see.

The carriage continued to hurry.

After hearing the quiet white fox, the white bones flashed away. After a while, there was a woman who was squatting at the front side of the road. Chen Ping’s blindness disappeared. Yu Jingcheng, who was sitting outside the carriage, was annoyed. She took the power fence and she showed her true feelings. The woman seemed to be like a woman. Give the Thunder a general, oh, oh, turn and leave. Yan Jingcheng raised his eyebrows, wore a power fence, and hung his legs outside the car, gently swaying.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "What do you do with a fox charm?"

Yan Jingcheng said: "The illusion of a woman, seduce a man, it is no wonder that the people in the market have liked to use the saying of Sao Fox. After I have become a fairy law, I must teach them well."

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "The fox charm is not all the same, some naughty but also good. I also heard that the Dragon Tiger Mountain Tianshifu in the Middle-earth Shenzhou, there is a Tianhu offering, it is to thank the old master It was printed on the fox skin by the celestial scorpion, helping her to escape the mighty wrath of the five worlds. Therefore, she has been sheltering the children of Tianshi, and even helped to swear."

Yan Jingcheng will memorize this mountain thing more than the mysterious novel, and remember it silently in his heart. It is only the last thought. He is thinking about the fox charm, and may not have his own good looks.

In the evening, after passing through a local ancient temple, it has been said that it has been frequented by waves, so that the people can not cross the river with ships. There are paintings on the ancient immortals, and the stone rhinoceros jumps out of the white paper and jumps into the water to suppress the monsters. Yu Jingcheng was there to burn incense with Chen Pingan, and the incense shop was the incense shop. The shopkeeper was a young couple. Later, when he arrived at the ferry, Yan Jingcheng discovered that the young couple had caught up with the carriage and somehow started to lie on them. And worship, said to pray for the immortal to take a ride, cross the river together.

Chen Ping nodded and agreed. Finally, together with the carriage, Chen Pingan and Yan Jingcheng, and the couple, took a huge ferry across the river. After the landing, the carriage slowly took a few miles and the young couple asked to get off. Yan Jingcheng and the young couple were sitting in the carriage, slightly crowded and found more strange things. The couple were sweating when they crossed the river with the ferry. They seemed to be overwhelming and killed at any time. Relying on each other, holding hands and looking at the image of death. This made Yu Jingcheng worry, and mistakenly thought that there were strange things in the river, and he would overturn the ferry at any time. He just thought of the swordsman's predecessors sitting outside, and he was relieved.

After the young couple got out of the car, they bowed again and again, and they were actually a big gift.

Yan Jingcheng did not say anything about his predecessors. He just stood in the same place and received this gift. After the young couple who were in tears, the predecessors whispered: "Ghosts and ghosts, good deeds, no privacy, self-confidence ""

Yan Jingcheng only felt strange things. After the young couple heard this sentence, they were like a big man, and they were like a slap in the face.

Only this time the predecessor reached out and supported the young man. "Go, the mountains and rivers are hard, the road is hard, and you can do it yourself."

The young couple did not walk on the official road and walked out of the road. In the distance, the young woman stopped and turned, and one bent over and made a blessing.

Then when the carriage drove into a small path, I was about to ask the couple's feet and the jing Jingcheng, and suddenly squinted, and saw the squadron, and the golden armor with the iron gun stood on the road.

Chen Ping stopped the carriage, fell to the ground, and held his fists in both hands. Then he asked: "We are not doing our own thing, is there any difficulty in making water gods?"

The solemn golden armor of God shook his head and smiled: "Before it was the rules, my duties were not good, and it was not easy to release. The couple should have this blessing. They were sheltered by the merits of the gentleman, and they have been waiting for a hundred years. ”

The golden armor gave way to the road, standing sideways, and the iron gun in his hand was gently poked, "Small **** Gong sent him to travel."

Chen Pingan once again held a fist, smiled and said goodbye, returned to the carriage, and slowly passed the golden armor of the river.

Yan Jingcheng was silent for a long time, and whispered softly: "Predecessors, this is a good way to practice the Tao? It is possible to let a golden armor who is a long time to take the initiative to clear the way for the predecessors."

Chen Pingan answered the questions and said slowly, "You have to know that there are more than Cao Fu in the mountains, and there are not only Xiao Shu nights in the rivers and lakes. Some things, I tell you more, not as much as you have experienced."

In the night, the carriage stopped in a quiet, uninhabited place. The swordsman's predecessor spent a lot of energy and time, and stewed a large pot of spring bamboo shoots and stewed bacon.

For the previous spring bamboo shoots why the summer is still so fresh, why not take it out of the bamboo box, Yu Jingcheng is too lazy to think about it.

However, Yan Jingcheng just felt that crossing the river, this younger generation is still in a good mood.

Regarding the age of Swordsman's predecessors, Zhai Jingcheng had asked this question before. At first, the predecessors ignored it. Later, she couldn't help but be curious, and asked twice about it. He said that he could probably be more than three hundred years old.

Yan Jingcheng has become more and more determined to the heart of the road.

This day, after a sprinkling of a lively county town near the villa, I just met the temple fair.

Every other distance, there will be a similar stall. The ground is filled with clay dolls and small porcelain people. You can exchange the bamboo ring with the stall owner for a sum of money, or a big folding ring for two money. There will also be adults who will help the children throw bamboo rings and willow rings. When there are adults in the clay pots and porcelain dolls, the children around them will have to dance and dance.

Chen Pingan smiled at the time: "Is there so few people in the Five Kingdoms?"

At the beginning, Yan Jingcheng did not know why he had this question. He just said: "Our Wuling country is still more prosperous, so after a Wang blunt predecessor, the ruling and the ruling, even if I am such an official, I will feel honored. I hope that I can know Wang Qing’s old predecessors through Hu Xinfeng."

When the carriage pulled out a certain distance, Yan Jingcheng wanted to know the reason for the problem of his predecessors.

If there are more martial arts, there may be some kind of stalls in the temple fair, but it will never be so much. Because a bad luck, it is obviously a loss of money. It’s not like the businessmen in the temple fair today, everyone is sitting and making money, earning more and earning less.

隋景澄唏嘘 is endless.

Probably this is one of the hidden lines in the world.

If you don't meet this predecessor, you may not think about these things for the rest of your life.

If you don't think about it, there will be no loss, and the days will continue. If you think about it, it seems that there may not be any immediate benefits.

It is no wonder that the predecessor also said that thinking about the context, reasoning, and scrutinizing the world has never been a matter of peace of mind.

When passing through Guada, the carriage stopped, and Chen Ping was on the ridge, watching the green and lovely watermelons.

When I was thinking about the town, under the old banyan tree, many people mentioned the bamboo basket from the iron lock. The old people told the old story. The children ate the cool watermelon, the shade was cool, and the heart was cool.

Yan Jingcheng jumped off the carriage and curiously asked: "Is the mountain immortal like the predecessor, would you want to eat watermelon?"

Chen Pingan was silent for a long time, and finally said: "If I can do whatever I want, I can steal a watermelon and run the road, which means that I am truly cultivated. The influence of the string of candied fruit on my mood is completely eliminated. ""

Yan Jingcheng felt that this was a stranger than the weird thing, and it was puzzling.

In a mountainous dangerous road near the land of Gyeonggi, I met a group of strong-cut people. Yan Jingcheng must feel that this guy who flaunted the martial arts, luck is really great...

Chen Pingan let Yan Jingcheng feel a hand, a golden gong like a flying sword, they scared their farts.

Later, the predecessor took Sui Jingcheng and sneaked into the vicinity of the cottage. He saw the simple houses on the other side, the cockroach cockroaches, the cockroaches, and the thin children who were flying over a dilapidated paper basket. One of them cut the path. A grin on the side, standing next to a small old man with a broken green shirt, there is no big man over there, no more harvest, the stockade will not be opened, and the few nephews inside still read a fart book. When I was endorsed by the school, I was hungry and hungry, and I was bigger than the reading. The man swayed his head and said that the girl was awkward. Most of them were the gods in a book. If they didn’t run fast today, they would not be starved to death, but they would be killed.

Chen Pingan quietly left with Jing Jingcheng, returned to the carriage and continued on the road.

In the night, Yan Jingcheng did not sleep, just sat outside the carriage, sitting sideways, looking to the roadside woods.

Yan Jingcheng said to himself: "When I first saw their housebreaking, I wanted to kill them all. The seniors, if I did this, is it wrong?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "Nothing wrong."

Yan Jingcheng also asked: "But if I have seen their lives, then they will meet them on the road. If you give them a bag of gold and silver, is it wrong?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "There is nothing wrong, but it is not right."

Yan Jingcheng suddenly had some guilty conscience.

Chen Pingan said: "I said it was good before. I just borrowed your gold and silver. What do you do? I will not care. So you secretly stay outside the stockade and don't worry about my accountability."

Chen Pingan finally said: "The world is complicated, not just casually. The story of my conversation with you, seeing the lines of the heart, once it is small, it seems complicated and simple, but the order is said. It seems to be simpler and more complicated, because not only is it right or wrong, but it also involves people's good and evil. So I talk about the context everywhere, and finally I want to go to the order, but in the end, how should I go, no one teaches me, I just realized the heart. The method of cutting and delineating the sword is all about you. These are all about you. You can do anything without doing anything. You can use these three things to get a glimpse of what you see today."

This day, the sun was shining high on the day, and the summer heat was very prosperous. Even if Jing Jingcheng wore a bamboo robes, he still felt bored in the compartment. I didn’t want to be clouded very quickly, and then the rain was heavy, and the mountain road was muddy.

Fortunately, some people nearby built a house in the woods to shelter from the rain.

Yan Jingcheng knows the owner of this house, because he had some intersections with his family in his early years. Like her, he is a master of chess. Only when the official is not a big man, the official to the Ministry of Military Affairs has returned to the country, but among the children, the talents are both There are chess players who are better than blue in chess, and there are two younger brothers who are born in Jinshi. Now they have officially filled the gap, so this mountain, which was not famous, began to have some mountains. Gao has the meaning of Xian Shi Ling, even if the house is located in a secluded mountain, it is still frequent and frequent.

The elderly of the family's concierge, I heard that the power fence woman was born in the side of the branch, far married to his hometown, this time is a return to the provincial relatives, very polite, I heard that she did not need accommodation, but some disappointment. After all, the old servant is the clearing pillar of the Wuling Kingdom, and it is also the general of the lyrics with his own lord. Therefore, the woman’s identity is not comparable to that of ordinary officials.

During the rain-stricken period, Chen Pingan and Yan Jingcheng, even if Jing Jingcheng had not taken off the power fence, the concierge was still letting the next person come to the tea.

I don’t know if I’ve missed the news or how, soon, a handsome young man came in, said some slogans, and asked some words that I don’t know if the woman is proficient in the hand. The Jing Jingcheng’s response is not leaking, and the son is also I can't sit still, but I can talk for myself. I can find my own words. I don't feel embarrassed at all. Even the young driver wearing a green shirt can climb a few words. I heard that it is a book for the lady. After the family's elders, they were very enthusiastic and looked at the shelves of no family.

After the rain break, the family personally sent the two to the door of the mansion and watched them leave. They smiled and said: "It must be a beautiful woman, in the mountains, empty valleys, but unfortunately can not see the face."

The porter old man seems to be familiar with the temper of the son, and joked: "Why didn't the second son personally **** a ride?"

The young man shook his head and walked back to the mansion to talk to a beautiful woman.

On the road, Yu Jingcheng sat next to the curtain of the car, picked up the power fence, and gently picked it up and asked: "Predecessors, if the other party sees the color, it is a disaster, is there anything wrong with me? Will it be a little wrong after all? After all, my beauty is in the front, I am seen, and I have a heart."

Chen Pingan sighed. This is the trouble of the context and the order. At first it is easy for people to fall into a mess. It seems that everywhere is a bad person, everyone has a bad heart, and the evil person seems to have some more. reason.

Chen Pingruo is really a preacher of her preacher. Generally speaking, she will not directly break it. It is by her own deliberation, but since she is not, and she is intelligent, she has no such worries. She directly said: The order is not what you said. There are many right and wrong between the heavens and the earth. Especially after the one country and one country have agreed to form a common custom, they are all dead, seeing the financial intentions, violent and violent, seeing the color, and deceiving people.

It is undoubtedly wrong. It is not that you have money, it is wrong, and it is not that women are good-looking. It is wrong. After you have made it clear, you can talk about the order and the size of the right or wrong. Otherwise, even if the woman in the city is beheaded and swayed, it is not the reason for robbing the woman, the child is holding the gold, and what is guilty of your crime, you Really thought that the child is wrong? Is the person with the wrong person wrong? Not the case. But the world is so good, there are these helpless old sayings, just to advise the good and the weak must be more careful. ”

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled and asked: "The world is like this, never been, is it right? I can't see it."

Yan Jingcheng’s eyes are shining, “Presidents see you!”

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled. "Is this high? If the sages in the book can survive, I estimate that there are countless villains in the belly of the world. They must be mad at life, or I can't wait to break my belly and run back to the book with my long legs."

Yan Jingcheng cautiously asked: "Predecessors have stereotypes about the readers?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "It is not a full-fledged poetry book that is a scholar, nor a person who has not read a book and is illiterate. It is not a scholar."

Yan Jingcheng is going to feel a word.

Chen Pingan has already said: "Don't talk about it."

Yan Jingcheng couldn't help but be ashamed and said: "Predecessors are really unknown prophets."

Chen Pingan turned his head.

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Later, entering the land of the Wuling Kingdom, the places of interest, the predecessors will stop the carriage, to see, and occasionally will be some plaques and monuments engraved on the bamboo slips.

Along the way, I have also encountered young girls who walked in the rivers and lakes. The two riders galloped past and passed by the carriage.

The sleeves of men and women flutter with the wind of the horse.

I have also passed through the rural villages. There are hordes of young children playing together, and they continually jumped over a creek. Some girls who are weak and weak have stepped back and then rushed past.

There was a child who swayed and stood beside the creek ditch. Instead of flying over the ditch, he shook his arm and tried to force himself. He jumped over and then fell into the ditch.

At that time, the carriage stopped not far away. Yan Jingcheng saw the side face of the predecessor. After seeing the scene, he blinked and smiled.

The carriage bypassed the Wuling Guojing City and went to the north.

Go straight to the first person of the Wuling River, the king of the blunt sweeping village.

On this road, because there is no deliberately circumventing the county and city pools, there are many involved, so some news that has been spread throughout the ruling and the wild have been heard.

Wang Bing, among the top ten in the new list, although the bottom of the ten people, the Wuling Kingdom is still a bit of a national celebration.

Because there are only five people in the Dalai dynasty, it is said that this is still a few old masters who have not appeared for a long time. The only country in the Qing dynasty is Xiao Shu night, the ninth, the folk martial arts, the strong horses and horses of the country No one is on the list, Lan Fangguo even wants to think about it, so even if it is on the bottom of the list, this is the great honor of Wang Fu’s old predecessors, and it is the face of the owners of the Five Kingdoms who are “the wind is weak and no hero”. There is light on it.

The Emperor of Wuling specially dispatched the envoys of the capital to send a plaque.

Therefore, Yan Jingcheng guessed that today's sprinkling of the mountain village must be full of friends, congratulations to the people.

But I don't know, Wang Bing's old predecessors have seen the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, and then returned from the Dagu capital by the Xianjia Ferry.

As for the news about Zhai Jingcheng, the momentum is not too lighter than that of Wang Bing’s list. It’s very lively, especially when people in the rivers and lakes mentioned this matter, everyone’s spit and spoiled women and women, most of them look Yue.

Every time, Jing Jingcheng will sneak a peek at him, either silently drinking at the restaurant or drinking a poor tea at the tea stall.

This made her somewhat lost.

There is also a group of people drinking alcohol in the landscape between the mountains and rivers.

Some people raised their glasses and shouted "In the forest is the giant wood, the mountain is the grass", full of tears, everyone in the room is also amazed, and some people got up and danced swords, probably also impassioned.

The carriage passed slowly.

Yan Jingcheng said with a smile: "If the celebrity talks, the songs flow, the predecessors know which two kinds of people can't be missing?"

Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head. "I have never participated, you talk about it."

Yan Jingcheng smiled and said: "When these people meet, there must be someone who can write a poem that is popular. It is better to have another Danqing master who can draw the appearance of the people. If there is one, you can make a name for the history of the youth. It is the grand event that has been circulated in the millennium."

Chen Ping nodded: "It makes sense. In this speech, I must say to a friend in the future, maybe he will write in the landscape travels."

Yan Jingcheng headed a power fence, covering his mouth and laughing, sitting sideways outside the compartment and shaking his legs.

Already close to sweeping the villa, in a county town, Chen Ping sold the carriage at a discount.

In the inn asked for two rooms, near the county, the Jianghu people obviously increased, they should all go to the mountain village to congratulate.

I have to admit that the rivers and lakes are incense and running, and they are also running, just like many friends, drinking on the wine table is also a drink.

Being able to mix into the old predecessors in the rivers and lakes, or martial arts is extremely high, the temper is no longer the same, or the heroic temperament, or the martial arts second-rate but the first-class old fox old oil, the word reputation is very good, as those who know the number of rivers and lakes The younger generation, relying on the hustle and bustle of the day, smashed into the second-rate predecessors who were all dying, and they vacated the chair. They also became the old predecessors in the chair, but this is a bit of a fly in the ointment. Therefore, those young people who have been exposed are always not liked by the elderly.

However, listening to Yan Jingcheng’s statement, Wang Fu’s old predecessors are truly highly respected.

Chen Pingan stood at the window and looked at the bustling streets for a while.

Chen Pingan went knocking on the door next door and said that he would go to the county wine cellar to sit down and plan to buy some pots of wine.

Yan Jingcheng re-appeared the power fence and walked out of the threshold. Some sly, she said that she wanted to go to the roadside to drink. In the past, she only saw it in the rivers and lakes novels. In the feast of martial arts, the group was full of talents, and the big meat bowls were drunk. She is very curious and wants to try it.

Chen Ping did not stop her.

The two went to the lively cellar at the corner of the street. After a table was left, the place was closed. Chen Pingan asked for a pot of wine and poured a bowl for her.

Yan Jing Cheng head wears a power fence, so when drinking, you can only bow your head and uncover the corner of the power fence.

The wine cellar tables are not far away, most of them are noisy, there are flowers and wines to make a boxing, and there are also interesting things about chatting in the rivers and lakes. A man sitting on the bench behind the scene of Jing Jingcheng, smiles with a table of friends from the rivers and lakes, then deliberately reaches for a punch and intends to play The falling power of Jingcheng's head was just leaning forward, and it was just hiding. The man squatted and didn’t get the inch. It’s just that he couldn’t stand it. The woman’s body is really good. If I don’t look at it, it’s not a big loss. I just don’t wait for their table to move, there’s a new one. A lot of rivers and lakes, everyone is dressed in anger, and after turning over, they are not stunned. They look around and see the pair of men and women sitting opposite each other, and two benches are empty, and only look at the woman. Sitting sideways, it seems that it is the best wine in this county. There is a burly man sitting on the bench between the power fence woman and the green shirt man, holding a fist and laughing: "In the next five lakes, help Lu Dayong The friend on the road gives face, there is a nickname of 'turning the river 蛟'!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Long time, I will be lucky."

The Lu Daxia walked with four people. He grinned and said: "Don't mind sitting together? Jianghuer Lang, informal, squeezed is..."

It’s just that he just wants to say hello to the rest of the three people. It’s natural that someone is sitting on a bench with the power-strapped woman. For example, he has already stood up and intends to give the bench under his **** to a friend. Go and squeeze with her. People in the rivers and lakes, pay attention to a heroic, no man and woman to accept the bad rules of the unruly.

I never thought that the young man smiled: "I mind."

However, Lu Daxia obviously did not expect that it would be such an answer. He has stood up, and the burly man has already smelled a more fragrant fragrance than the wine, and he will sit on the bench.

It’s just the next moment, not only the heroes of the rivers and lakes stopped the action, but the spectators who had clearly understood the words “mind” had no laughter, one by one, and some had already lifted their ass. I plan to slip away.

Because there is a delicate green sword flying in the pocket, it hovered a few inches beyond the eyebrows of the burly man.

The young green shirt smiled and said: "Now do you mind squeezing with me and drinking together?"

do not mind?

Mind?

How does Lu Dayong feel that no matter how he answers, is it wrong?

Lu Dayong behind the three friends of the rivers and lakes, standing one by one, looking at the nose and nose, is probably not familiar with the relationship between Lu Jiang and Lu Jiang.

Chen Pingan waved his hand, Lu Dayong and the three behind him flew away.

The rest of the drunkards are also looking at each other, and they are going to run wild.

I never thought that the "sword fairy" that had never been seen in the legend for a hundred years said another word. "It is not too late to check out."

As a result, several tables of Hawks lost silver ingots directly to the counter, and they quickly left.

Except for Chen Ping and Yu Jingcheng, there are no guests.

Chen Pingan’s disguise was not enough. After looking around, the flying sword that was hovering in the air was crumbling, swaying on the table, and he was quickly earned in his sleeve.

Yan Jing Cheng mouth angles up.

The old shopkeeper inexplicably made a lot of windfalls. After seeing that scene, he smiled and said: "You are a sword repairer on the mountain. I am really afraid of causing more and more right and wrong. The heroes of the rivers and lakes are very vengeful and good at holding the group. I really like to help my parents, and help the weak to help."

Chen Pingan turned and smiled: "There is no such thing as an old treasurer who sits in the wine cellar. It should not be too much trouble."

The old treasurer smiled and said: "Your boy is a good eye."

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "To each other."

Yan Jingcheng whispered softly: "Can I take off the power fence?"

Chen Ping nodded.

Yu Jingcheng picked up the power fence, and finally he was able to quietly and leisurely, drinking and drinking.

The old man screamed, "A good little girl, I have never seen a better-looking woman in my life. You two should be the so-called mountain gods. No wonder you dare to walk the rivers and lakes. OK, you are only here today. Drinking, don't have to pay for it, anyway, I am blessing you today, and I have earned a pot of money."

Chen Pingang just wanted to raise a bowl and drink alcohol. After hearing the words of the old treasurer, he stopped his movements and hesitated. He still said nothing and drank a big swig of wine.

Yan Jingcheng has a pair of autumn waters, full of implicit smiles.

The old man blinked outside and sighed and looked at the back of the young man in the green shirt. He said, "Is you to let your lady wear a power fence. Now Wang Laoer is not in Zhuangzi, and really wants something. Even if I can help you for a while, I can't help you all the way. Don't you wait for Wang Laoer to return from Dagu Jingcheng and climb up with him to dare to leave? Let's just say it to you, Wang Laoer comes from time to time. I am drinking and drinking here, his temper, I know best, the gods on you, the look and feel has been very poor, may not be willing to see you."

Yan Jingcheng glanced at the face of the predecessor across the eyes, and smiled. He explained to the old treasurer: "I am just a disciple, we are not gods."

The old man bends his fingers and points to his own eyes. "When I look at me?"

Yan Jingcheng turned his head and looked across the face, and I looked helpless and looked helpless.

However, Chen Ping seems to have no idea about this. He just turned his head and looked at the old man. He smiled and asked: "Why are you old, why would you withdraw from the rivers and lakes and hide in the market?"

Everywhere in the street, people are gathering together and pointing at the wine cellar.

The old man smiled and said: "Of course, the rivers and lakes can't be mixed up. Only when you roll your own hands, you are a mountain god. I really don't know the folk gods who live hard."

Chen Pingan also asked: "If I am a weak scholar, I have not been able to meet the predecessors in the wine cellar, then when I encounter today's events, I am angry and got up, being beaten to death, or bearing the burden of humiliation, letting people bully?"

The old man squatted at the counter, took a sip of wine, scratched his head, and gently put down the glass, saying: "Forbearance, as long as you live, there is always a chance to find someone else from other places, right?"

Chen Pingan laughed happily, raised the wine bowl high and drank it.

The old man is still drinking a small mouth. "But it is wrong."

Soon the roof near the wine cellar was filled with spectators.

The legendary sword fairy, take a look, but can tell people how to experience the life of the rivers and lakes.

However, although there are many spectators, no one really takes a few more steps to come. Although the heroes of Nalu called friends and hid, but they did not lose heart and madness, they were elated. They said that they had taught a sword fairy, and they spit, saying that the flying sword was only from their own eyebrows. To one inch! It’s really dangerous and dangerous.

Chen Pingan had drunk the wine, and the predecessor was polite. He was not polite, and he didn’t have the money to check out.

Just got up and clenched his fists and whispered: "I have seen Wang Fu's old predecessors."

The old man smiled and nodded. "I will say that your boy has a good eyesight. How can I not ask me why I like to wear a dough on this side and pretend to sell wine?"

Chen Pingan shook his head.

The old man smiled and said: "There are ten people in the bottom but don't hide quietly. Drink a drink and solve the problem. Do you have to be congratulated all day long, and you still have to laugh where you are, how lucky you are?"

Yan Jingcheng quickly got up and applied a blessing to the old man who had been admired for a long time.

The old man waved his hand. "Although you are a good man, you need to practice well. The man under the sun, there are really few good birds. If something goes wrong, you like to be jealous of you."

Yan Jingcheng turned to look at the predecessor.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I have a good heart and it is not the same as before."

It was only that he glanced at the power of the table.

Yu Jingcheng quickly put on.

Wang Bian suddenly said: "You two, it should not be the foreigner Jianxian and Yan Jingcheng? I heard that because of the relationship between the family and the jade, the ninth Xiao Shu night, died in the hands of a foreigner Jian Xian, head It is to bring people back to Qinglan. Fortunately, I have to buy a landscape report when I sell iron, otherwise I am not going to lose money."

Chen Pingan laughed: "Predecessors have good eyesight."

Wang bluntly snorted, bypassed the counter, and sat down on the bench of the table of the two. "Sit and sit, don't hurry, my king is blunt on the mountain monk, that is long-awaited, fortunately Fortunately."