A group of women and girls wash clothes at the water's edge, where the mountains and rivers meet, the blue buds are shortly immersed in the stream, and the pines and cypresses on the mountains are depressed.

The woman named by Chen Ping as Liu Wei, together with her daughter Li Liu, laid the clothes on the bluestone slab.

There are four or five hundred families in the foothills of the Lion Peak. There are many people. It seems to be bordered by the Lion Peak. In fact, it is separated by a line, and there is almost no dealing with it. It has been used for thousands of years, not to mention the Lion Peak. The mountaineering road, some distance from the town, and then the stubborn children, at most, stop at the gate of the mountain gate. Who dares to offend the fairy tales on the mountain, and will be taken home by the elders afterwards. On the bench, playing **** and crying.

The town can mix people's faces, either at home in the county town of Tuen Mun, earning a lot of money outside, returning home to build a big house, or the family's younger generation is the reading seed, or the front door The widows and widows of right and wrong, and then Liu Yan opened the shop and ushered in the business. The towns and villages, the mouths are not forgiving, and they are often not spared. When they come and go, they all know the surname of Liu. The woman in this small town, who used to like to laugh at the woman who surnamed Liu, used to say that her son is the nephew of the big college. No one believes that even the woman has a belt. The son, do not want to believe, how the prostitute looks good, is not the water that the prostitute married out, or else has a beautiful daughter, the grave of the ancestral grave, is said to go to the Lion Peak Mountain, to some old **** When you are, if there is another son who is expected to be famous, the benefits of Tianda will be given to her alone. How can they live? Can you feel good in your heart?

Recently, there was a young and beautiful young man who was very good at the cloth shop. He helped the shop to pick up water several times. He was thoughtful and thoughtful, and he was like a scholar. He was not too small, and he would help some older women. Water, still recognize people, after a chat and chat today, the next day will be able to scream. When I first arrived in the town, I picked a lot of gifts. I heard that it was Li Muzhen’s distant relatives. The women felt that they were not like them. Most of them were Li Liu’s niece, and some women’s families with relatively well-off families went to the store to see their eyes. Well, As a result, instead of picking out the problems of others, the people spent a lot of money on it, bought a lot of cloth to go home, and sang a few words to the men at home.

If there is a slick tongue, and only pay attention to helping the shop to earn black money, then they can get together, poke the backbone of the woman in the back, find the son-in-law in the eyes of such money, not on the table. When the face loss woman and the shop have a few words, but the women blame their own man for a few words, then look back and feel the fabric, the price is not cheap, but it is really not a pit, they are everyone In dealing with the oil and rice salt, can this not be a good or bad? The young man helped the cotton and silk they chose, and they did not deliberately let them go to expensive. If it was really eye-catching, it would be expensive if it was expensive, but it would not be affordable after the birth, and then they would stop them from spending money. The sharp points are all sold along their bodies, clothing, and hairpins. These women have daughters in their homes. They have seen each other and feel good. They can really line the mother-in-law for a few years, and the price is fair. Three, the shop is clearly playing a discount shot.

So the women did not think that Liu Po ​​Niang, looking for a lot of good women who can not climb, after all, wearing is not bright, and people speak, and there is no one who has a wealthy person to read, when chatting with people, watching people They are all looking at people, their eyes are not bad, and this kind of superficial reason is the most concerned in the market.

Therefore, Li Jiapu picked such a son-in-law, it would not be so good to make the neighbourhood of the neighborhood red and sour, but also had to admit that such a young generation, people are not bad, is a long-term life.

The other women's daughter-in-law is not too good, but not bad, the women have some differences in their hearts.

Li Liu listened to the mother-in-law who was comfortable and relaxed, and thought about these things while squatting, thinking about things from small things to big things. Small things happen in shops and small towns, and the big things are not just a vast world.

In this life, she has fallen into the sky of Zhuzhudong. This is the elaborate arrangement of Yangjiapu. She knows that this time, it will be different. Otherwise, it will not be so close to Yangjiapu. In fact, it is also true. At that time, she followed her to Li Er to go to the shop. Li Er was a chores in front of her. She went to the backyard. Yang Laotou said something to her for the first time, saying that if she still practiced according to the past method, After changing the identity of the skin for a second time, I quickly climbed the mountain. I only turned around at the top of the mountain. After another ten years of life, I was still a half-hearted person who was not like a person. I would still stay in the bottleneck of the immortal world. What is the life of this life? How big can a fist be? Let's take a step back, so many Confucian scholars in the Confucian Academy are really giving you the opportunity to show your hands and feet? After being killed for one time, he died again. This kind of cycle of death and death, the meaning is not big, can only be once every death, then took a merit, or broke the rules, was booked once by the Temple of Literature.

In the years when Li Liu was in the Pearl River, he didn’t show his face. He gave the impression of neighbors in the west side of the town. In addition to being beautiful, his appearance followed her mother, but the temper was with Li Er. The hands and feet were diligent and the words were not much. Take out the things that are said, there are no particularly good friends of the same age, and there is no place for the elders to blame.

Li Liu often went to school to pick up Li Wei from school, but he never said anything with Mr. Qi.

When Mr. Qi gave a lecture, he saw a girl outside the school and looked at it. At most, he smiled and nodded.

It seems that it is just a courtesy, or is it regarded as a person?

Li Liu saw more strange things in the world, and with her identity and roots, she used to ignore the world. She didn't think much about it at first. She only used this school as a Confucian saint who was sitting in a small world.

Li Liu once asked Yang Jiapu, the teacher who can only tell the truth of the book with the children in the country, and knows his origins. Yang Laotou did not give an answer.

Mr. Qi only talked to her once, and that time he went to the door and drunk with him.

When she took a few dishes and served on the table, Mr. Qi said something with her smile. "Li Liu, we were born in the world, but there is not much difference. It is like a chance to return to our hometown. The long-distance study, and ultimately decide who we are, is not the increasingly decaying skin, it is only what we think, not even what we want, how far to go, just the word 'how' Kung Fu, life is short, and finally I can no longer help me to stop where I am going. When I look back, the route is the step by step, what is coming out."

Then Mr. Qi gently picked up the big white bowl with the home-brewed wine. "To honor you, we have us. With this big world, I have Qi Jingchun to drink here."

Mr. Qi has finished drinking it.

Li Liu did not say anything, but just followed a drink.

At that time, the woman always screamed like a thunder. The child named Li Wei was softly dreaming. Maybe she was dreaming. She was still worried about playing and playing here. She didn’t do the classwork. I should find an excuse to learn in the morning. Fortunately, the strict gentleman over the border.

With the mother to walk back to the shop, Li Liu took the bamboo basket, and there was a man in the market blowing a whistle.

The woman is thinking about Li Wei, who has no conscience. How can she not send a letter back for so long? Is she forgetting her mother outside the wilderness, but she is worried that Li Wei is alone outside, not eating enough, not wearing warm clothes, To bully, the outside person is not quarreling with a mouth to finish, Li Wei if he ate a loss, and there is no one to help him support, what should I do.

Li Liu will comfort her mother with words, and the woman will turn over and say that she is the most heartless. Li Yan is far from home, and there is no way to filial piety. You are a good sister, you are alone. Enjoy the blessing on the mountain, and make a cow at the foot of the mountain.

Li Liu has some helplessness. It seems like this kind of thing. It is true that Chen Ping is more at work. Three words and two words can make people feel at ease.

Lion Peak Cave House mirror.

Li Er did not rush to let Chen Ping’s punches today. Instead, he talked about the boxing.

Li Er opened the door to see the mountain road: "We martial arts people, martial arts play Wu, in the final analysis, the warmth is the strength of the enemy to fight the enemy, the city children and children, it is estimated that they are going to punch themselves, hit the wall and crack the bricks, let people die, Therefore, Li Er never believes that human nature is good, but Confucianism is good, and people believe it. I always feel that it is a good thing to be a good person who can’t figure out how to do it. Not to mention it, so the wicked are murderous, and some of the martial arts are deceiving, and most of them know that they are doing something wrong. This is the merit of the scholar."

Li Erchao Chen Pingan grinned. "Don't look at me. I don't want to study. It's a rough and wild man who struggles with crops. It's still two or three. But the martial arts people are often ignorant, and the village is called a cat. I am not good at catching rats. My brother Zheng Dafeng, in this matter, will not be able to do it all day, like a girl, hehe. No way, if people are smart, they can’t help but want to talk more, don’t look Zheng Dafeng did not. A positive line, in fact, the learning is not small, but unfortunately too complicated, not pure enough, the fist will be muddy, not fast."

"It's rare to teach boxing. Today, I will talk more with you, Chen Ping, only once."

Li Er looked at Chen Ping, who was standing not far away. Li Er raised his toes and gently rubbed the ground. "You and I are standing in two places. You face me Li Er, even if it is a six-state, confronting a ten-state. Wu Fu, still have to be in an invincible position, the realm of disparity, not to say that you can not lose, but against the strong enemy, the body is not tempted to chaos, not to lose first, it is to seek death."

Li Er does not seem to have any action at all.

Chen Pingan immediately slid a few feet away.

The water flowing around the huge mirror, but there was a fleeting moment of stagnation, and even some signs of backwards.

This is the result of Li Erquan.

"There is a heart that strives to survive, but it is not for people to be an uninformed coward. If you want to retreat, you will not be half a step back."

Li nodded and continued to say: "If the market is close to the white blade, it is not afraid of sticks, so purely Wu

On Fufu Avenue, I searched for my peers, learned martial arts, or went to the battlefield. In the swords and swords, I was attacked by an enemy and ten. In addition to people, there were many weapons to be added, and one was trained. Road, listening to all directions, even more to find a martial. Whoever you are, dare to punch. ”

Li Er said with a smile: "If you don't learn the real kung fu, you should eat bitterly. You don't just want to use the martial arts to fight the body, and the bones are tough. It is also a time to hope that there is a gap in strength. There is no fear. But if you learn to become a martial art I am addicted to it, and one day I have to be tired of it."

Chen Ping nodded: "The punch is not high."

Chen Pingan quickly added a sentence, "Not easy to come out."

Li Er only took the hand, otherwise Chen Pingan only has a saying that "the punch is not high", but if you want to make a strong punch, at least it should be the beginning of the tenth.

Practice boxing martial arts, hard work, if you only think that you can not punch, do not punch, it is not like words.

Li Er stood in the same place, breathing as usual, extending a left arm, patping his left wrist, arm, joints and muscles with his right hand, slowly saying: "The bones of human beings, such as the roots of the dragon veins, the muscles such as the mountains and peaks熬 熬 熬 , , 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬 淬Broken pieces are also broken!"

Li Er took his right hand and his left hand suddenly slammed his arm.

The hurricane made a big fuss, and it was boasted that Chen Ping’s green hunter hunted.

The water flowing around the mirror is a retrogression.

Li Er said that Chen Pingan is the most listened to, and this is the same as the practice of the martial arts to open up as many houses as possible and to save the aura.

What I want is a seemingly equal battle between the two sides. I can win more and less, and I will drop ten meetings.

Li Er slowly opened a boxing ring.

In the end, the boxing became a stereotype. Li Er said: "Foot, hand, eye, frame, strength, qi, intention, internal and external unity, this is what the practicing qi is called a self-contained small world, we are these Wufu, a pure instinct, It is an iron ride, opening up the territory, and practicing the spirits, but it is the pursuit of defending the soil, the heroic town, the formation of troops. Of course, these are Zheng Dafeng said, I can not think of these fancy words."

Li Er gently licked his feet. "There is no strength in the legs. It is the ghost hitting the wall. At the beginning of the martial arts, one step is wrong. It is a ghost character. Don't think about the realm of 'full of spirit, perfect person.'"

Li Er stretched his fingers and gently bent and pointed his eyes. "When Xi Wu Deng Tang entered the room, he would have to practice a pair of scorpions, expecting the enemy to be in the heart and seeing the fist in the eyes."

For a moment, Chen Pingan was smashed into the chest by double fists, and flew out. The figure was floating in the air, his hands were gripping, and the fingers were like hooks. On the mirror, two strings of Mars were bursting out. It was reversing and did not fall into the water.

Li Er stood in the position of Chen Ping’s previous position and said: "I am not heavy or fast. You still can’t stop it. Why? Because the eyes and the heart are not enough, they are against the strong. Life and death, a lot of instinct, can save lives, but also mistakes. I only take this action, you Chen Ping will have to subconsciously look at my fingers and eyes, it is human instinct, even if you are safe enough, it is still late However, this is Wufu’s life and death judgment, and it’s not a tour of the mountains and rivers. It won’t give you a chance to think about it. Further, if you don’t arrive, it’s also a serious illness.”

Li Er said here and asked: "Do you think Chen Ping is still looking at people carefully? Always be careful enough?"

Chen Pingan wiped the blood of his mouth with his palm and nodded.

Li Er said: "This is the fault of your boxing. I always feel that this skill is long enough. On the contrary, it is far from enough. You should still not know now, the world’s eight realms and the nine-day Wufu’s fight against each other. They often die on the number of roads they are best at. Why? In the short, they are more cautious. If they punch in the strengths, they will inevitably become complacent and not knowing."

Li Er then put up a boxing ring and started with a fist.

It was Chen Daping, who was very familiar with Chen Ping, and the gods and drums who were the best at it.

Li Er said: "The three books and six arms of Wushu are the magical powers. It is not a joke. The world has thousands of fists. There are different boxing fists and fists. The frame is the foundation, the pile is the foundation, the move is the facade, and the three are combined. There is a lot of boxing, and there are countless boxing figures in the world. You have walked through many rivers and lakes, you should know that in the market, you like to call the general people of Jianghu as the military style. That is the reason."

Li's body stretched, and he handed out a punch of the gods and drums. It was also a sacred drum. It was used on Lee's second-hand. It seemed to be gentle, but full of enthusiasm. It fell in the eyes of Chen Ping, actually with Delivering yourself, the world is different.

Li Er handed out a boxing of the gods and drums, and there was a big difference in boxing. He was so quick as a thunder, suddenly stopped his fist and laughed: "Wufu is against the enemy, as long as the realm is not too disparate, the boxing is different, strokes Tens of thousands of people, there are thousands of possibilities for winning or losing. However, once you become a military-style, you can use your fists to embroider your legs and play well. The fists are afraid of being young and strong. The chaos kills the master? The master does not have to stand, just a bit. After listening to the martial arts for a long time, it would die."

Chen Ping’s head suddenly turned off.

Li Er has already stood in front of him, and he has been punched in the tenth place, so he is on the side of Chen Ping’s cheek.

Li Er smiled and said: "I understand when I teach, understand and do it, very good."

This is still "unpleasant" but the strength is not a small punch. If Chen Pingan can't escape, then today's boxing will stop here, and he should return to Li Er.

Li Er put up his fists. Although Chen Ping’s escaped a punch that was supposed to fall on his forehead, he was still smashed by a fine hurricane on his face, bleeding.

Li Er said: "You kid is good at stealing punches, helping you to punch for so long, you come to learn the meaning of my boxing, try it."

Chen Ping nodded and learned that Li Er gave a punch.

Li Er stood aside and walked with Chen Ping’s fist. He pointed out some boxing shackles. He gently squatted on Chen’s calf in the middle, and bent with his fingers together. He was in Chen’s wrist, elbow and shoulder. Gently tapping, and finally said: "Don't learn the boxing. Everybody's body is very different. It's just that you and I are different. If you deliberately punch yourself, you have made some changes. It is still bad. Many meanings. The strength of death is not expensive, the degree of boxing is the highest, and it is high in a movable type. The fist is alive, which is equal to the second life of our purely Wufu, which is better than the body of the martyr. The yin of the distant tour is more important."

Chen Ping closed his eyes, and after a while, he punched again.

"The direction is right."

Li nodded twice. "Practicing boxing is not a monastic exercise. If you don't start from a subtle point, if you don't start from the subtleties, then the bones are decaying, the blood is declining, and the spirit is not good. These things can't be ran away. Yamashita Takeshi Practice boxing and hurting the body, especially the foreign boxing, but it is to take the life to change the strength, the fist does not pass the mysterious, is to find a dead end. Pure Wufu, you can only rely on boxing to feed your life, just this thing, say no The clearing is unknown."

Speaking of this, Li Er sat cross-legged and reached out to say Chen Pingan was seated together.

Li Er’s silence for a long time seems to remind me of some past events. It’s rare to have some emotions. 'Beyond the realism, the meaning of the outside world', this is what Zheng Dafeng said after he learned the boxing. It has been repeated and chanted many times. I didn’t think much. Also remember, if you listen, there is no benefit. Zheng Dafeng and my number of learning boxing are not the same. The two sides don’t really have the best. If you have the chance, you can go back to Luoshan Mountain and talk to him. Zheng Dafeng is only a fist lower than me. The boxing method is not as good as my brother. Zheng Dafeng has just learned to punch for those years and has always complained that Master is eccentric. He always thinks that Master has helped the two brothers and sisters to choose the number of learning and punching. It is deliberately asking him to be slow and slow, but he actually figured it out. But I don’t recognize it. So I am very annoyed with his broken mouth, one looking at the door, one day to night, there is no door to the mouth, so when they learn from each other, there is no less jealousy. ”

Li Er's hands clenched his fists and his body leaned forward slightly. It was just such a habitual movement, and he had the majestic weather of the mountains like a mountain.

They are all boxing.

Li Er slowly said: "When you practice training, you will be able to slow down when you are asleep. You will wake up in the face of an enemy. If you have a god, you will be able to sleep." Sleeping is the same, let alone waking up, so martial arts. The person who wants to be a magic weapon? This is the same reason that Jian Jian does not need it to attack.

Li Er smiled and punched the mirror lightly, then the fist was the palm of his hand, and then he clenched his fist and said: "The top of the head is holding the ground and catching the fist like a baby. This is the combination of rigidity and flexibility. At some extreme, it has never been a real boxing. In the long run, the longer you practiced the boxing, the more you can connect with the situation and the freedom. What do you think is that Cui Cheng’s god-like drum is a good punch? It can even be considered the best under the sun. One of the boxing methods? Because it seems fierce, but it has the real meaning of 'people punching', not people with boxing."

Chen Pingan has some doubts and some curiosity. It is just a matter of heart. It is not appropriate to ask for an exit.

Because Chen Pingan wants to know, in Li Er’s eyes, Cui Laos, the second floor of Luoshan Mountain, is a pure Wufu.

When I talked about the gods and drums, I naturally talked about the old man. Li Er looked to the distance and said: "The old predecessor, Cui Cheng, is a strange person. He passes you a fist. It is a true biography. It is not just a boxing punch. Sincerely, it seems that only you can only teach you the fists of the fierce and fierce, but in fact, you can't be a bit of a heart-wrenching heart, and it is complementary. This is the first-class master style. I can't do it."

Having said that, Li Er shook his head and repeated: "I am definitely not."

Chen Ping sighed.

I only said that the torment was tormented. In the same year, on the second floor of the bamboo building, it was really not even painful for Chen Pingan. I had to lie on the wooden bed on the first floor, and rolled up the bed and cried.

Li Er said: "So you learn to punch, it really only allows Cui Cheng to teach the basics of the boxing. I Li Li helps to fix the boxing, this is the right way. I will teach you first, Cui Cheng will come again, it is ten pounds of strength. Farming, I only got seven or eight pounds of crops to harvest. Nothing interesting, and the income is not big."

Chen Ping has another new problem.

Why Li Er did not learn from Boxing with Cui Cheng.

Li Er is leaving

After the Tianzhu Cave, the period was back to Longquan County.

However, the two Wufu, who also stood in the martial arts of the world, did not play against each other.

Unfortunately, Li did not talk about this.

Li Er patted his knees and got up and smiled: "The words are almost the same. Today, I have added more than I have been to Luzhou, and I have to add more. Then I will only take the martial arts." Strength, ask you to ask for a mountain fist. Rest assured, it will not be mixed with the fists of the Tenth. But I advise you not to be too happy too early, this nine environment, very solid. On the other side of the shop, you want to stay more with you. Days, I am not good at agreeing, delaying you to hurry is not? But since the boxing is what you are looking for, you can only recover from injury for three or two months, and it is difficult to walk. You Chen can not blame others."

Chen Pingan was stunned.

Is this OK?

The result was a punch.

Even if Chen Ping’s heart is not well known, trying to block with his arms, this punch is still rolling all the way, falling directly down the mirror and falling into the water.

On this day, Cui Cheng not only did not teach money for money, but instead put on a Confucian shirt, no longer barefoot, but also worn Chen Ruchu to help the old man prepare the boots early, walked out of the second floor, standing on the first floor, After the hands were negative, I looked at the words on the wall of the bamboo building. It was written in the early years. The words are very good. Cui Cheng is the old master of Cui’s family in Baopingzhou. The early years of his life, Cui Wei’s early learning, are all old people playing. The bottom of the story, of course, knows the heights of the world's articles, the quality of the words.

These words in the bamboo building are extremely heavy, otherwise they will not be able to sink the entire Luoshan Mountain.

Otherwise, he can't be on the lonely mountain. It is no longer the poor madman who has been mad for nearly a hundred years, and can even maintain a clear-minded state of mind.

The money has already been played, followed by the small follower of Zhou Mi, saying that it is going to ride the dragon alley, to see if she has saved money, whether the business has lost money, but also to carefully read the books, so as to avoid the name of the counter. False public and private.

The old man did not stop, fart and big children, no lively vigor, can't he still learn what they are not dead, and it is dead all day long?

Cui Cheng pushed the bamboo door on the first floor, which was both a study room and a wooden bed.

It was cleaned up by Chen Ruchu’s gimmicks and was not stained.

After leaving the house, Cui Cheng went to the Linlu Academy in the Yunyun Mountain on foot. When he came back, he sat by the stone table at the cliff. Chen Ruchu did not follow the money to go down the mountain. There were many things on the mountain. She was on time and busy, Seeing that Mr. Cui Lao left the bamboo building, Chen Ruchu quickly went to the end of a large red lacquered food box and put the jug and saucer one by one. Cui Chengxiao asked how there was no melon, and the girl in the pink skirt smiled. I put a few large seeds in my pocket and put them on the table.

Chen Lingjun still likes to walk alone. Today, I saw the old man sitting on the stone bench and drinking alone. He blinked hard and found that he was not mistaken.

Chen Ling can't dare to close this old man, the other is the kind of one who can kill himself in Longquan County.

I never thought that Cui Cheng would wave, "Come and sit."

Chen Ling is bitterly faced. "Older generations, I don't pass, are you going to swear?"

Cui Cheng nodded.

Chen Lingjun immediately flew past, the husband can bend and stretch, or how to live in Longquan County today, relying on repairs?

Cui Cheng said with a smile: "It’s fun to lose money, every three to five."

Chen Lingjun blinked his eyes, "Hey?"

Cui Cheng saw that he was stupid, and he no longer said anything. He asked casually: "Chen Pingan did not persuade you to draw a line with your Yujiang Shui brothers?"

Chen Lingjun shook his head and gently lifted his sleeves and wiped the tabletop that was cleaner than the mirror. "He is worse than me, and he is not good at it. He will not say this to me. He also helps me to swollen face and fat." ""

Cui Cheng said: "Chen Pingan went to Beizhou Luzhou for a tour, half of which is for you. It is not a lot of easy things to walk along the river.

Chen Ling is silent.

Cui Cheng picked up a spare glass, poured the wine, and handed it to the Tsing Yi child sitting opposite.

Chen Lingjun screamed: "Older generations, not penalties? I am in the mountains, I work hard every day, I am doing a good job. I really didn't do anything bad."

Cui Cheng smiled and said: "Drink yours."

Chen Lingjun took the glass, pity, and took a sip of wine.

Cui Cheng asked: "Chen Pingan treats you like this. Can you treat others like this in the future?"

Chen Lingjun whispered: "Probably?"

Cui Cheng smiled and said: "This is enough."

This time it was Chen Lingjun who was puzzled by himself. "Is this enough?"

Cui Cheng smiled and didn't speak.

Chen Lingjun said: "You are not Chen Pingan, saying that you are not accurate."

Cui Cheng joked: "Do you have a bet?"

Chen Lingjun mourned. "I really don't have a few spare cash! There are only a few prostitutes who can't move. This is a family. A copper coin can't move. It's really awesome!"

Cui Cheng said: "Have you ever thought about why you are afraid of me when you are very hard-working, but you are not so afraid of me? I really need people and things that I can't cope with, maybe I dare to ask for help?"

Chen Lingjun lowered his head and made a fist in one hand. He twirled around the glass and whispered: "Because my good man is jealous."

Cui Cheng also asked, "Have you ever thought about how Chen Ping is willing to leave you on the lonely mountain. It is no worse for you than for others."

Chen Ling is sulking: "He is a bad person."

Cui Cheng smiled and said: "Because you are in his eyes, he is not bad."

Chen Lingjun whispered: "Fart."

Cui Cheng: "What?"

Chen Lingjun immediately raised his head, holding the cup in both hands, and his face was bright and smiling: "Don't you, father and brother?"

As a result, Chen Lingjun himself was stuck there.

Hey brother?

Looking for death is not?

Hey, this is a point of self-sufficiency, always telling people to tell jokes, but also life.

Chen Lingjun did not expect to kill, but Cui Cheng not only did not get angry, but toasted and said: "Then go one."

After drinking the wine, Chen Ling was still restless.

Cui Cheng did not leave this little bastard. "Chen Ping is not very close to others, saying that he is kind, so you can think more about it. Is it too light to look at yourself? There are always things on your body. It is Chen Pingdu. I don't think he can do it."

Chen Lingjun nodded hard, stood up, Bi Gongbi Jing bent down to leave, slowly left, and then suddenly rushed, just ran out of the long distance, and could not help but stop and look around.

It seems that the old man of Cui today is a bit strange.

Cui Cheng is drinking alone.

When I was young, I only felt that my heart was sharpened, and my heart was unmatched.

After another practice.

Chen Ping is hard to get a **** body, but he can still sit and even wash his face with water.

Li Er sat aside.

Chen Ping took out two pots of glutinous rice wine and brewed it with Li Eryi, and chatted casually.

Because Li Er said that there is no need to drink the wine of the Xian family.

It is a chat, in fact, Chen Pingan is alone in the past.

Unconsciously, I talked to Tongyezhou from Beijia Luzhou, and talked about Baoliangzhou and my hometown.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Remember to go to Fulu Street and Taoye Lane for the first time to send letters to earn copper coins. I used to go to the mud road of Mujiaxiang and Longyao, and stepped back on the bluestone board. The sandals are afraid of dirty roads, and I don’t know how to walk up and walk. Later, I sent the treasure bottles and Li Wei to go to Datun, and I was a guest at Huang Tingguo’s old assistant’s house. I went to the table to eat, and it was almost the same feeling. I lived for the first time. Xianjia Inn, where you pretend that you are calm, and your eyes are not chaotic, and some are hard."

"There is a dinner in the Lake of Shue, it is Gu Yu's. There are Tian Huanggui's escaped emperor on the table, the son of the general, and the son of the fairy. If you don't mention the disappointment to Gu Yu, look at the response. Naturally, the small slugs, in fact deep inside, will still be a little happy. This is what the fire dragon really said about my selfishness. At that time, I felt that the small slug on the tail of the mud bottle lane, without his Chen Ping, seems to be able to live. Ok. At Shuji Lake, only once, it’s the time I want to leave nothing, not what’s behind.”

"A lot of things don't really fit. If you don't like it or don't like it, you can only adapt."

"What is the river and lake, what is the god."

"I open my eyes and look at all the strangers and things. There are a lot of things that I didn't understand at first, but I still understand them later."

Li Er asked: "It's very uncomfortable?"

Chen Pingan shook his head. "It’s just a little unpleasant in my heart. But sometimes I think that it’s not the only thing that is uncomfortable along the way. Besides, I have seen so many people who are suffering more than themselves under the sun. I haven’t been able to live better, I have to live as if I have no hardships, and who is going to talk about it? I can’t just accept it. It’s a day, it’s a day, it’s not like it’s like a lot of people in my hometown. A serious illness, meaning, grab some medicine, cook a few bowls of medicine, and die. My family knows that people who are lying in bed are more aware of it. It is not sad, there is no way to say anything."

"If one day, I must leave the world, I must remember people. They may be sad, but they must not be sad. When they are no longer so sad, they will live their days. I thought, I once knew a person named Chen Pingan. Between heaven and earth, some things, whether it is a big event or a small matter, only Chen Ping, do it, and make it."

Finally, Chen Pingan sipped his wine and looked into the distance. He smiled and said: "I think it is a very happy thing to have a plate of winter bamboo shoots and fried meat every winter. It seems like putting down the chopsticks and it is already winter."

Li Er turned his head and looked at the young man.

Deja vu.