Chen Pingan and Cui Dongshan went to their own shop in Laojiao Street.

Chen Pingan sat on the small bamboo chair at the door, basking in the warm autumn sun. Cui Dongshan ousted the treasurer Wang Tingfang and said that he was letting him rest for a day. Wang Tingfang saw the young owner smile and nod, and then left the fog.蚍蜉 shop.

This day's business is still okay, because Laojiao Street has heard of a rare young and handsome young man in the world, so the young female repairs are especially numerous. Cui Dongshan's ability to broth is big, and he has earned many conscience gods. Money, Chen Pingan does not care.

On the second day at Fushuidu, Tan Ling and Tang Yan appeared together, and of course Song Lanyi, who was in charge of the spring dew ferry.

After the chilling, Chen Pingan boarded the ship with Cui Dongshan, and Song Lanyi followed all the way. The well-informed old Jin Dan found a strange thing. When he saw the young sword fairy and the white boy alone, he could not always The two people are connected together, especially the gentlemen and students. It is even more unimaginable. It is only when the two people walk together that there is a kind of unclear agreement. Is it because they both hold the green bamboo sticks?

Song Lanzhen did not dare to say anything, just said something, sincerely thanked.

It turned out that Song Lanxuan had just had a chair in the spring dew ancestral hall. Although it was just replacing the position of Tang Yin’s bottom, it was like the two gods of the spring dew ancestral hall, but this step crossed the past. It is the prestige of the Xianjia and the secular dynasty on the mountain. It is an extra large amount of fairy money every year, and it is also the rise of some human chickens.

Therefore, Song Lanxuan faced the young sword fairy and said that he was subject to a great grace, which is not an exaggeration. It’s just that Song Lanyi’s clever place is here. He is used to business and pragmatism. He hasn’t had a hard time paying attention to the young people surnamed Chen.

On the ferry, Song Lanyi arranged a Tianzi room for them, and thought about it. They simply did not show the faces of the prostitutes who had been repaired by the spring dew.

Inside the house, Cui Dongshan poured a cup of tea for Chen Pingan and squatted on the table. Two white and white sleeves occupied nearly half of the tabletops. Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Mr., on the fight, ten spring dews are not as good as one." However, when it comes to buying and selling, Chunlu is really not losing a smack of Mazong. Later, we will fall into the mountains and spring dew, and some chat, we can certainly deal with them often."

Chen Pingan was drinking tea and didn't say anything.

Cui Dongshan said: "Talking about the tomb is a stable one, because the business of Chunluo has now achieved the ultimate. On the mountain, there is nothing wrong with the attachment of the Mazong, the mountain, and the main dynasty. There is nothing wrong with the shelf. Ling also discovered many of the drawbacks of Chunlu, that is, many old people are used to blessing, or they have the spirit of practice, the people available, too few, even if she wants to support Tang Yan, she will be too jealous. I will be worried about this God of Wealth, and the sorghum, who will only fight for money and the big tail, the snake and the rat will have a nest. When the spring will be finished, she will talk about the time of the mausoleum. At the end of the day, talking about this vein, the number of disciples is quite large, but the ability to do things, no, the green and yellow are not connected, very deadly, can not help Tang Yan and Gao Wei together, when the disciples are not good, beat and beat, than money The bag, that is the difference between the clouds."

"So the alliance between Tang and Lin Biao is the most secure. Although Lin Biao said that his temper is bad, he is not ambitious. He is also loyal to Chun Lu, plus a Song Lanxi who is grateful to her for talking about the mausoleum. Spring Lulu has some new weather. If we drop the mountain and hand over a pillow, help Chunluo to open the gap in the north of Baoliangzhou, even if it is only a small gap, it will make the spring 圃 稔Many monks on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain feel inspiring. And Baojuan is now full of people, and there is money and money in Chunlu, and it is the most suitable business object for us to meet the needs of both sides. However, we also need to pay attention to it. Chunlu was not satisfied with the waters and soils of Baoliangzhou. Fortunately, the imperial court, from the civil servants of Tuen Mun to the military generals of the Shachang, and the monks of Chunluyu were given a pot of urine."

"The layout of the gentleman is far-reaching, and the precise and meticulousness of the son is a national style."

After hearing this, Chen Pingan finally couldn’t help but smile and said: "Is it bad to fall in the feng shui of Luoshan?"

Cui Dongshan succumbed: "How is it possible! Zhu Lao cook, master sister, big wind brothers, are the expert hands of this road! Besides, now the feng shui of Luoshan Mountain is worse."

Chen Pingan said: "I did not intend to cooperate with Chunlu, and it is hard to hear. It is not good to think about it. It is very good to do some business. If it can be done, it is also your credit."

Cui Dongshan raised an arm and extended his finger to the table to pick up a triangle. He painted a triangle. "Tang Yi, Lin Biao, Song Lanxuan, is a three. On the line of a tomb, a high-pitched, Tang Yan hill. The head is another three. Loose mountain, Dai Mazong, Chun Lu, or a three. The forces of all parties gathered together, the northern end of Luzhou, the northern end of Baojuzhou, is a bigger three. Under the sun The relationship is the most stable. Mr., are you still reluctant to admit that you are the national player to play chess?"

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled. "It’s a mistake."

Cui Dongshan sighed. "The gentleman is vain, and the students are taught."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Roll your eggs."

Cui Dongshan just wanted to talk, but Chen Ping immediately said: "Return?!"

Cui Dongshan only felt that he was out of school, and that he had no weapons in use.

Sure enough, Mr. is amazing.

Cui Dongshan suddenly asked: "When you get to the bones of the bones, do you want to be high-end? I can guarantee that my husband will go back and forth."

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "I will not go to Jingguan City for the time being."

Cui Dongshan asked: "Because this person is trying to break the sky for the sake of the sword, is there a point of heroism?"

Chen Pingan said: "It's not that simple, it's more complicated, and I will talk about it later."

Cui Dongshan naturally has no objections.

After passing through the city of Congluo and Cangwu Lake, Chen Ping left the house, and Cui Dongshan stood with him on the bow of the bow, overlooking the earth.

The vast expanse of Cangwu Lake, looking out over the ferry, is like a green stone lying quietly in a jade cliff.

Still owe a wine to a fire temple on the other side.

Can only owe it first.

Cui Dongshan whispered: "Mr. I have to be so dangerous in the future."

Chen Pingan said: "Of course, I should nod my head and promise to come down. I will really be at this point, telling myself that I must stay away from the storm and become a practitioner on the mountain. The mountain thing is a matter of the outside world. It’s just that you and I know that once things are coming It will be difficult."

Cui Dongshan squatted on the railing, his legs bent, and the two sleeves that were exposed outside the railing were like two small snow-white waterfalls.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is it still accustomed to Zhou Mi's stay in Luoshan?"

Cui Dongshan nodded. "I am used to it. I always feel that the money for copying books every day is a scholar. I am waiting for the money to write a story about the dumb lake monster in the future. The little girl’s dog legs are messed up every day. The small tail of the money, the fart and the fart bumped the mountain stick, and now from the dragon guard right guarding the law, was promoted by the gentleman to become the right guard of the Luoshan, now it is good, before you talk to people, you must cough twice, First run the scorpion, and then the old-fashioned words, are the stinking problems with my master sister."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's very good."

Cui Dongshan is curious: "Is it really necessary to load the little girl into the ancestral hall of the Luoshan Mountain, and become a right-handed law that is like a mountain?"

Chen Pingan said: "Of course. This is not a child's play. I used to hesitate before. After seeing the spring hills and undercurrents of Chunlu, I was so determined. I just want to make outsiders feel that the mountains are strange and incomprehensible. I am not unclear about the cost of doing this, but I can try to find it back elsewhere, but I am Chen Ping’s own mountain owner, earn more money, practice diligently, or you can be a student, or Zhu. Convergence, Lu Baixiang, our existence, is the reason for Zhou Mi, Chen Ruchu's existence, and will be the reason for some new faces in the future, and feel that 'so it is not strange'."

"I don't preclude the fall of Lushan from becoming a patriarchal mountain gate, but I will never deliberately abandon the flowers and plants on the side of the road in order to gather the forces. Those flowers and plants, on the fallen hills, will not be dispensable before. Not in the future. Not to mention that they are never a beautiful roadside. They are part of my life and I can take care of those who are worthy of care. I am especially worried."

Chen Pingan turned and said: "I can say this, can you understand?"

Cui Dongshan nodded hard, "understand and accept!"

Chen Pingan said with emotion: "But it will be very difficult."

Cui Dongshan said: "Every rhetoric, every ambition, as long as it is practiced, will not be easy."

In some words, Cui Dongshan is not even willing to say anything.

All the long-awaited reunion will be the sadness of the future separation.

But this does not prevent those who can see each other again, make people happy, let people drink, make people happy.

But don't forget, sometimes, parting is just parting.

Chen Pingan also followed the squatting on the railing and looked at the golden sea in the distance, and asked: "When I am a disciple, will not be uncomfortable?"

Cui Dongshan said: "No."

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "There is a great disparity in the realm, and the students are very disparate. Of course, this student is okay."

Cui Dongshan said: "Mr. Speaking of this, students may not be convinced. If the money is rushing into the martial arts, the situation will be broken quickly. If the millet granules are eaten, one bowl and one bowl will be served, and the people who eat at the same table will be dizzying. Isn’t Mr. also uncomfortable?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Of course, uncomfortable, where is the face of Master? When it comes to reason, when the door is bigger, you have to worry about giving the disciple a back chest, and don't panic?"

Cui Dongshan laughed.

Mr. Beiyou, the repair is very good.

After a moment of silence, Chen Pingan said: "I am a dead-minded person who likes to dig into the horns. One day, there will be some mustard things on the side of Luoshan Mountain. It will become my big problem. When you give me some advice."

Cui Dongshan nodded: "The sage has a cloud, and there are disciples who serve it."

Cui Dongshan turned his head and put his cheeks on the railing. He smiled and squinted. "There is a wine, Mr. 馔, was it filial piety?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Don't tamper with the original intention of moral articles, and ruin the good intentions of the sages."

Cui Dongshan said: "Mr., don't forget, when the students were in the same year, it was called a temperament, and the sharpness was sharp, the knowledge was big, the cones were out of the bag, and they couldn't hide themselves. Others couldn't stop it. I really didn't brag. If you don’t make drafts, you can get a good meal at the palace. If you really want to market, the vice-president of the Middle-earth Temple is not impossible.”

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "The national teacher said this, I believe, as for you, you can pull it down. The bow is big and the tongue is flashing."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "If you say that, students don’t have to draft drafts."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is it a big China-Tibet?"

Cui Dongshan nodded: "It's very big. The eight continents are added together to be able to compete with the Middle-earth Shenzhou. The other eight continents, if they can squeeze one or two people into the middle ten, are able to withstand. For example, Nanpo Weizhou The alcoholic Confucian Chen Yu'an, the north of the Luzhou Mountain, the name of the Longhu Mountain, the real name of the fire dragon, the fire of the dragon, the Liu Dacai of Weizhou."

Chen Pingan said: "I must go see it later."

Cui Dongshan resentfully said: "That is the sadness of the students."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If you are looking for a fight, you should grin your nose and face."

Cui Dongshan reluctantly said: "Mr.

The ferry entered the boundary of the Skeleton Beach, and Song Lanyi took the initiative to take the door and carry the gift.

It is two copies.

He owns one, and Chun Lu talks about the tomb.

His gratitude is actually a magic weapon selected by the teacher Lin Biao from the side of the ancestral hall. It is a bamboo and yellow dragon scripture book box made by the spring scented scented wood. There are also four jade books in it.

Talking about the gift of the tomb is even more valuable. It is one of the treasures on the mountain with a handful of spring dew, a set of eight ingots.

When they handed over, Song Lanyi felt distressed for the Tangling.

Chen Pingan did not refuse. Tan Ling did not personally give gifts at Fushuidu, and told Song Lanxi to send him on the occasion of the docking of the Bone Beach Ferry. It is sincerity.

This is the first public thing after Song Lanxuan became a member of the Spring Lulu ancestral hall. It was still smooth, and Song Lanyi was relieved.

Just sitting with the pair of gentlemen and drinking tea, Song Lanyi was somewhat restless, especially sitting next to a Cui Dongshan.

Cui Dongshan double-fingered the cup, gently scratched on the table, smiled, "Lan Lan, the poor man who can't find the temple with the pig's head, the world is a lot, Lancome, you are lucky."

Song Lanyi also listened to Chen Ping’s call to his predecessor Song, and he was left by his student, Lan Lan, right next to Lancome. Of course, he was awkward.

Chun Luzhen treats people with sincerity. Of course, Chen Pingan will not be beaten by Cui Dongshan here. He waved his hand and signaled that he had something to do with Song Lanxi.

I didn't think about this kind of action. In the next scene, Song Lan's forehead was cold and sweaty.

The white boy seems to have been slap in the air by Chen Ping, and even the people with the chair rotate in the air innumerable laps. The last person and a chair are so sticky on the wall, slowly slipping, Cui Dongshan is crying, the chair is against the wall, the people rely on The chair, Yu Shengsheng said: "Students are sitting here."

Chen Pingan is black.

Song Lanxuan’s heart is full of shocks. Is this Chen Yanxian, who is fascinating with Yue, and Liu Jinglong, who is a sword of the Taixuan, generally not the only one, but not a hidden jade?

Chen Pingan was too lazy to ignore this Cui Dongshan, and began to discuss with the Song Lanzheng eight children, and strive to negotiate the future cooperation between Luoshan and Chunlu, just a big framework, Song Lanzhen can not do the Lord now, but also need to return to the Zu Shitang After a few noisy arguments, once the two sides finally decided to cooperate, all the specific affairs afterwards, like the fall of the mountain, need Zhu Convergence and Wei Wei to set the charter. Chen Ping’s business against Chunlu’s business is still well-informed, so he chats with Song Lanlan, and is not blunt. He’s a trip to Luzhou, and his package is not white. The biggest reliance of Luoshan Mountain is, of course, the Niujiaoshan Ferry, which is an important operational hub. There is Wei Dashanjun sitting in the Piyun Mountain. The Niujiaoshan Ferry can accept most of the Beizhou Luzhou Intercontinental Ferry, which is equivalent to one. Bao Yizhai has a shop where the feet are settled. The money under the sun, staying somewhere, and then turning around, it is money to make money.

Chen Pingan occasionally even thought, how much monk has seen a snowflake money that is more worn out? One thousand? Ten thousand? Will it have traveled all over the world of Jiuzhou?

Song Lanxuan originally concentrated on Chen and Ping An to talk about big things. In the midst of it, the old Jin Dan monk even thought that today, it is very likely that he will decide the big trend of Chunlu in the next hundred years.

Then Song Lanxuan saw the opposite side of Chen Jianxian squinting at the wall.

Song Lanxi looked down at the line of sight. The white boy held the chair handle in both hands. The whole person swayed and swayed with the chair on the side. It seemed to use the chair legs as the feet of the person and walked.

After discovering it to Mr., Cui Dongshan immediately stopped moving and whistled.

Song Lanyi smiled slightly and regained his sight.

Is this guy sick? It must be!

Chen Pingan talked with Song Lanlan for a full time. Both sides raised many possibilities and they were very happy.

When Song Lanzhen came to the back, the whole person would relax a lot, and some of them would gradually get better. Many ideas that have been accumulated for many years but could not be said can be spit, and the young swordsmen who often add tea to the opposite side are even more rare. Businessmen, words from the innocent nails or saying no, mostly "somewhat unknown here, I ask the predecessors of the Song to elaborate." "I have some different ideas about this matter, the Song predecessors listened first, if there is any objection Please say "this kind of gentle wording, but the other side is unambiguous. Some Song Lanyi intends to dig a small move for Gaochun. The young Jianxian is not broken in the face. There is only one sentence. "This matter may require the Song predecessors in the spring dew ancestral hall. I have to bother."

The white boy, who had been doing nothing, swayed the chair and circled around the table. Fortunately, when the chair was walking, it was silent and did not make a little noise.

Song Lanxuan can already turn a blind eye.

After the chat, Song Lanzhen was refreshed and there was no tea on the table. Although there was still some unsatisfactory, he still got up and said goodbye.

Song Lanxuan asked Mr. Chen not to send, the young man smiled and nodded, just sent to the door of the house, just let Cui Dongshan send a ride.

After Song Lanxuan walked into the corridor, he did not see the green shirt and sword fairy. Only one white-haired boy, the old Jin Dan immediately tightened his heartstrings.

I saw that the boy went backwards, gently closed the door, then turned his head and smiled at Song Lan.

Song Lanxi began to smile and stiffen.

Cui Dongshan came to the side of Song Lanxuan, who was bent down, and jumped up and grabbed Song Lanqi’s neck, and took advantage of the old Jindan. "Lan Lan brothers, eloquent, whispered."

Song Lanxi almost did not hold back shouting Mr. Chen, helping himself to break through one or two.

Song Lanxuan suddenly felt terrified and wanted to stop, but did not expect to be able to do it at all. He was not stunned by the young man’s strength. After stepping out, Song Lanyi knew that the big event was not good.

The next moment, the white boy has disappeared.

Song Lanxuan found himself in the white mist, without any scenery around, just like a dead little world, the horizon is full of chilling white color, and when walking, the feet are slightly soft, but not any soil in the world A little more emphasis on the footsteps, can only step out of a circle.

He carefully began to walk on foot. After a scent of incense, he began to take off the wind. After an hour, Song Lanyi still sacrificed the magic weapon. He couldn’t care what the number of rituals was, and began to pour in the light, and he couldn’t change the little world. One year later, Song Lanyi sat cross-legged, his face was dry and he was waiting for it.

In an instant, Song Lanqi looked up and saw a huge head, a young boy's face, with a smile, but his eyes were cold, and he slowly raised his arm.

Song Lanqi scalp numb, I have been spinning on the other side of the snow white sleeves?

Song Lan, the heart of the gods, found that he was standing in the ferry corridor, not far from the boy's hands and sleeves, smiling at himself.

Song Lanxie, who spent the rest of his life, almost burst into tears.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Mr. let me send a ride, I made my own claim, and sent a little more. Lan Lan, afterwards, don't sue in my family's side, or you will see you next time. It’s a decade and a hundred years. When it’s time to get sick, it’s hard to say.”

Song Lanxun screamed: "Thank you for your predecessors."

Cui Dongshan asked: "I am used to the aura of Chunlu, and I am used to the thin aura above the ferry. Why are you not used to it when you can't?"

Song Lan lived.

Cui Dongshan passed by and patted Song Lanyi's shoulder. He said: "Lan Lan, repairing the heart, Jin Dan paper paste."

Song Lanxuan slowly turned around and thanked him. This time, he was sincere and convinced. "The predecessors taught me to let the younger generations see the moon, but they have not really seen the moon, but they are also endless."

Cui Dongshan turned a deaf ear and knocked on the door. "Sir, do you want to help you with some melon and fruit tea?"

Song Lanxuan looked at the side face of the boy's face, and the old man had the illusion of being separated from the world.

Chen Pingan opened the door, held down Cui Dongshan's head, gently pressed it down, and turned to Song Lanyi and asked: "Song predecessors, is this disciple disrespectful to you?"

Song Lanxuan did not know whether he was mad at heart, or was blessed to the soul. He said something that he had never dared to say in the past. "It is not awkward and miserable."

Chen Pingan nodded and smiled. "Know it."

The white boy was caught in his ear and yelled at Chen Ping into the house.

Suddenly there was a buzzing voice: "Song Lanyi of Dog Day, there is no conscience, you are waiting for the uncle... Sir, I am kind enough to help the Lancome brothers practice, really don't make fun of him... Sir, I wrong!"

Song Lanxi shook his sleeves and strode away.

Shutan.

When the sacral beach ferry stopped, Song Lanzhen simply did not show up, let people take off on his behalf, and found an excuse to pick up the problem, disappeared early.

Cui Dongshan rubbed his chin with his hand and looked around.

The two got off the boat and went to the Muyi Mountain.

Cui Dongshan began to complain about the complaint. "Sir, I see you in the first place, and I said that Mr. never mentioned the students, pretending not to know me, and giving me sadness and death."

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "I have mentioned you several times in the Lord's side, but people are the master of one, and everything is in the heart. You still need to beware of the whole ghost valley. If you accidentally forget it, what is strange."

Then Chen Pingan reminded: "The lord is on the mountain. It is a rare monk. I am very respectful. When you arrive at Muyi Mountain, don't give me a moth. And the young boy, Pan Lanxi, is a high hope for Muyishan. The ancestral hall of the ancestral hall rumors that you are an outsider, don’t talk nonsense. I know that you are actually doing things by yourself, but here is the sacral beach, not your own."

Cui Dongshan nodded and looked at Muyishan, some regrets.

Nothing to do, this is a bit boring.

On the other side of the Muyishan Mountain Gate, unimpeded, Chen Pingan, most of the Masters of Mazong were known, and after a short time, they traveled back.

Yanquan is not in the mountains, has gone to the ghost town of Qinglan.

However, Du Wensi has returned to the ancestral hall, began to retreat, and is in the Yuan Ying, hope is great.

Cui Dongshan mentioned Du Wensi, smiled and said: "Sir, this kid is an infatuated species. It is said that the Taipingshan female crown Huang Ting had previously visited a sneaky valley, and it was directed at Du Wensi, but he did not want Du Wensi to think more. Then I sighed the next sentence, 'My Huang Ting has no Taoist in this life', and broke Du Wensi’s heart. In addition, I still feel a little thoughtful. The girl who is thinking about it can’t have it. I don’t have to worry about being The man owns, and it is unfortunate that he is fortunate, so Du Wensi began to think about it. He felt that his realm was not high, and his realm was enough. He had a chance, such as going to Taipingshan in the future, or more. Further, I will travel to the mountains and rivers together with Huang Ting..."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You haven't been waiting for a few days in Muyishan. Is it so clear?"

Cui Dongshan nodded: "Walk around, there are no different things on the mountain and the mountain. Everyone has a leisure time, they all love to talk about these children and love women, especially the young women who love Du Wensi, than Du Wensi. Worried, one by one, I said that what Huang Ting has is great, is not that the realm is higher, looks better, and the Zongmen is bigger..."

Muyi Mountain, the main peak of the Mazong Sect, is similar to the mountain where most of the world's ancestral temples are located. The hiking trails are mostly straight up.

Only rumors of disciples, often can be the wind and the sword, some hills, even ordinary disciples have no taboos, but Xianjia Dongfu, often pay attention to a bird has its own way, different heights, different routes. On the other side of Longquan County, the reason is not the same. After all, it is the beginning of the grass-creating period. In addition, Longquan Jianzong and Luoshan Mountain, there are not many disciples, and they are not very particular about these red tapes, so they are very different and replaced with drapes. Mazong and Chunlu, the old-fashioned Xianjia, have many rules and strict laws. In Chen Ping’s view, it is actually a good thing.

However, there is no cheap thing to do once and for all under the sun. The reason why Chunlu is so swaying is that the paper patriarchal and counter-rules are not really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

At this point, the Ma Mazong will let Chen Pingan sincerely admire, from the lord of the ancestor, to the Du Wensi, then to the Polan Stream, the temperament is different, but the kind of temperament is exactly the same.

Life and death are small, and the sect is big.

The person who cultivated the Tao is obviously pursuing immortality, but everyone who dares to worship the Mazong is daring to die for the sect. The ancestors and ancestors of the dynasties and the ancestors of the dynasties, every battle, lead by example, are willing to die!

The ancestors of the Mazong ancestors followed the steps and came down to the wind. They fell in front of the two people. The old man and the two laughed: "Chen Gongzi, Cui Daoyou, has a long way to meet."

After greeting, Chen Ping found a strange thing. The old master of the Ma Mazong seemed to be very close to Cui Dongshan, and he was confidant between words.

It’s hard to be Cui Dongshan’s previous trip to Muyi Mountain, not just a leisurely wandering?

Otherwise, even if Cui Dongshan and Jingguan City smashed one, they wouldn’t let a ancestor of the ruling singer look so astoundingly, all of them were monks who killed the bleeding road in the white bones, even if they were watching Du Wensi. Like the gentle and elegant Jin Dan monk, he was killed in the ghost valley.

The old ancestors personally led the two to the house where Chen lived safely.

It is also necessary to spend ten days before returning to Beiju Luzhou.

Pang Lanxi and his grandfather Pang Shanling are already standing by the door.

The teenager smiled and waved: "Mr. Chen!"

The two met, and the first sentence of Pang Lanxi was the news, quietly saying: "Mr. Chen, I have asked you to come to the two grandfathers to come to two sets of goddesses."

Chen Pingan whispered softly: "How is the price?"

Pang Lanxi smiled and said: "According to the market price..."

Pang Lanxi paused. "It's impossible! Send, don't collect money!"

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Pang Xianshi is too distressed by you, but let's calculate it according to the market price. We will pay attention to friendship and buy and sell."

Pang Lanxi was somewhat lost. "This has not been seen for a few days. How did Mr. Chen see this?"

Chen Pingan lowered his voice: "You are welcome, don't spend money. You are polite, I am also polite, and then you are welcome."

Pang Lanxi smiled and closed his mouth.

I learned it again.

Mr. Chen is really a student.

Four people were seated, Pang Lanxi was the youngest and the lowest in his generation, and he stood behind his grandfather.

Chen Pingan went straight to the subject and talked about the spring dew.

The ancestors of the ancestors, who were named Susu, immediately flew to the sword and reported to another Yuan Ying monk on the mountain peak, named Wei Yusong, who was lower than a scorpion, but the age was not small, and Pang Lanxi It is a brother, Wei Yusong holds a financial power, similar to the sorghum of the spring dew, is a thin and small, fine old man, after seeing Chen Pingan and Cui Dongshan, very polite.

Since Yanquan made the small sale with the Luojiashan Niujiaoshan Ferry, the first thing is to go to Wei Yusong to talk about it. On the surface, as a sovereign, I care about Wei Yusong’s practice. In fact, of course, I have been invited. Wei Yusong couldn’t help but laugh, and it’s hard to say nothing about it. Wei Yusong can only say that the young man in the green shirt has a good impression. Besides, there is nothing wrong with it.

But Cui Daoyou, who looked at the boy's appearance, was admired for the five-body cast. The reason was very simple. After Cui Daoyou arrived at Muyi Mountain, he swayed for two days under the mountain, and then he found the ancestral temple of the ancestors, giving a large amount of drawings, straightforwardly saying that wood The mountain guardian of Yishan was rough, and some of them were white and the power of the spirits. As a result, after the gathering of the Muyishan Zu Shitang, an old enshrined monk from the Mohist school was invited. It was found that according to the artwork of Cui Daoyou, the Muyishan big array was modified, and it cost more than a thousand valleys to save money. Increase by 20%! The teacher of the Mohist School was even more self-sufficient. After the completion of the large-scale investigation and vacancy, he almost did not resign to offer the title.

To tell the truth of the big day, let alone the small expenses of a thousand rainy money, that is, the tens of thousands of valley rain money, even if only increase the power of the guardian big array, it is a worthy note. The cost-effective sale of Zu Lizong.

Therefore, the old monks of the Mazong ancestral hall, look at Cui Dongshan, how do you see how pleasing to the eye.

Especially when the white boy dropped the drawings and said some key issues in the ancestral hall, he swayed and went on to go to Muyishan, and screamed with the fairy sisters.

Afterwards, Yan Quan personally came forward to ask Cui Dongshan, how to repay this matter, as long as he opened the Cui Dongshan, the Mazong was to sell the iron in the shabu-shabu, and the people had to pay the bill, they must return this incense.

Cui Dongshan was also polite. He named Du Wensi and Pang Lanxi. After they were all in the Yuan Ying, they were named and worshiped in Luoshan Mountain. They were just named, and Luoshan would not ask these two people to do anything. Unless the two volunteer.

There were still some doubts at the time, and it was like this?

Cui Dongshan asked, what kind of trouble?

At the time, Yan Quan was full of faces and said a word that slammed his heart. He sighed and said: "That Chen Ping, I don’t mention you as a student at my side. It’s really awkward. The conscience is for the dog. Next time he comes to the Bone Beach. I will help you marry him."

Cui Dongshan was so eager to cry, pity said: "Oh sister, your conscience was eaten by the dog."

Yan Quan said this is a fair word. "Chen Pingan has such a student, you should be proud."

Cui Dongshan will vote for the Tao, "The woman who is so good, so there is no Taoist now, and the heavens are difficult."

So the two almost didn't fight, and when Quanquan went to the town of Ghost Valley, he was still angry.

Wei Yusong is a smart person who is familiar with business. Otherwise, he will not be the lord of this kind, and he will kill these unreliable old ancestors, and there will be fewer disciples in the Mazong ancestors. I have done my best. Every time Wei Yusong is debating in the ancestral hall, even if he is confronted with Yanquan and his own teacher, he never has a smile. He likes to take the account book every time and turn the book, while talking about the swearing words, one sentence after another, over time. It is said that the predecessors of the ancestral halls are smiling with each other, and they are not ready to hear.

Wei Yusong felt that it was no problem to help Chunlu to transport the goods to Baoliangzhou, but it was a good thing to divide the accounts.

When Wei Yusong planned to settle the account, Qi Su and Pang Shanling began to habitually smile. Cui Dongshan felt that he didn’t talk to him at this time, and he was eye-catching with Pang Lanxi. Pang Lanxi’s “same-aged people” ", I am very wary. In the end, it is a young man's heart. I will worry about the girl who is happy, and I will inevitably have some ideas when I meet a better peer. Especially when she went down to the murals to see her, she casually talked about the foreigner who came to the shop to buy the goddess. Although she said some whimsical and unusual words, she could have a bucket of water on the heart of Pang Lanxi. Eight times.

Pang Lanxi is almost dying recently.

So I especially want to ask Mr. Chen for advice.

Chen Pingan, the wild repairer, and the Wei Yusong, who is in charge of all the money in the Mazong, have their own prices.

Chen Ping is somewhat helpless.

This Wei Yusong, it’s really a bit too much.

The style of the half-point syllabary is not talked about.

Once there are some difficult details, Wei Yusong moved out of a long-distance ancestor outside of Susu. Anyway, it was a dirty water, and it was hard to say how the ancestor was ruined. How to make every snowflake money More, a little bit of damage to the interests of the Zongmen, even if it is only suspect, the ancestors must raise their sins in the ancestral hall, whoever gives no face. He Wei Yusong has no position in the Ma Mazong. Whoever asks for money with him is a big one. If you don’t give it, you have to turn your face. One is not squatting high, it’s a high score, and some are more shameless. Taking advantage of your own low-education, you can make trouble.

Anyway, listening to Wei Yusong’s complaints and complaints, it seems that the whole house is covered with Mazong. It is not the most thing that Wei Yusong is the most.

So Chen Ping did not smash, gently put down the cup and coughed.

Cui Dongshan, who is yawning, immediately sat down in danger and said: "There is still room for improvement in the case of the Muyi Mountain guarding the mountains."

Wei Yusong took a table and said, "All in accordance with Chen Gongzi’s statement, that’s it!"

Chen Ping’s face was sincere and asked: “Will it be difficult to be a man?”

Wei Yusong said in a big way: "What kind of jokes, as long as it is related to money, don't say that it is the lord, and the king of heaven can't control me Wei Yusong!"

Chen Ping’s pretending stunned, nodded with a smile.

Wei Yusong smiles unchanged.

Sure enough, it is the same person.

Wei Yusong left with Qi Su and Pang Shanling.

Wei Yusong had to resign with Cui Daoyou, and Cui Dongshan had to follow.

Only Chen Pingan and Pang Lanxi, after Pang Lanxi was seated, whispered: "Mr. Chen, this Cui predecessor, is it really your student?"

Chen Ping nodded. "I don't think it is normal."

Pang Lanxi wants to stop.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If you ask for help, it is difficult to talk about it, then..."

Chen Pingan no longer spoke, raised his hands and made a stroke.

Pang Lanxi immediately understood, it is the gallery to fill the goddess figure.

Pang Lanxi hurried away from the wind and hurried back to the house, placing two rafts on the table.

In addition, there is a letter sent from Yunchengcheng, the recipient is his Pang Lanxi, and he is transferred to "Chen Haoren".

Chen Ping received the letter into the sleeve and smiled: "Is there a sigh of relief now?"

Pang Lanxi whispered: "Mr. Chen, I am a little worried."

Chen Ping’s heart is clear.

Pang Lanxi is a young boy who doesn't have to worry about practicing. The youngsters in the mountains are sad and not in the monastic way. It can only be the rise and fall of the ancestral gates, and the mascots can't talk about this hidden worry, or they have always been hidden, and all the monks have instead Habit, then there is only that thing left.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Let's talk about it first, I will help you analyze and analyze."

Pang Lanxi said those things, in fact, nothing.

It’s just that the youngsters are ignorant of their feelings. Sometimes they will wander around the mountains. Not only will the girls be so many thousand times.

After Chen Ping’s hearing, he thought about it and held back his smile. He said, “Do not worry, the girl you like will definitely not change your mind. You will like to go to Cui Dongshan, and Cui Dongshan will not see your beloved girl.”

Pang Lanxi was blushing and angry. "Mr. Chen, I have to be angry. What is Cui Dongshan not seeing her?!"

How can Mr. Chen not talk so!

This was not the case before.

Chen Pingan couldn't help but laugh.

Pang Lanxi thought about it, scratching his head, and a little glamour.

That knot is gone.

Not only that, but there is still some indignation in the depths of the young man. I feel that I must practice well. I must know my own girl. She likes herself. She has never read the wrong person. She will not regret it for the rest of her life.

Chen Pingan said: "The girl likes you, not because you are a Taoist genius, but if you can prove that you are a true monastic genius, then the girl who likes you will be more happy, happy for you, then herself. Also happy."

Pang Lanxi whispered: "Is this the case?"

Chen Ping nodded. "It is like this. I am very sure about this matter."

Pang Lanxi squatted on the table and smashed the gods.

Chen Pingan opened the raft, took out a roll of the goddess figure, spread it on the table, and looked at it carefully. It was worthy of Pangshanling's proud work.

Pang Lanxi suddenly asked: "Mr. Chen, must there be many girls who like you?"

Chen Pingan slowly put away the goddess figure and shook his head: "Nothing."

Pang Lanxi shook his head. "I don't believe it."

Chen Pingan opened the letter of Xu Xingjiu, saying that it was concise and succinct, said some things about the city on the cloud, and then it was ready. Just wait for Mr. Liu to ask the sword to succeed, then visit a sword of Taihui, this time will be Down the mountain to experience, north to Taihui Jianzong, south to the bones of the beach.

Chen Pingan read the letter and said: "I have a friend, that is, a letter writer, Yun Shangcheng Xu Xingjiu, he may come here to travel later, if you have time, you can help me entertain. If busy There is no need to be distracted. This is not a polite word. It is not my friend, it will definitely be your friend, so don't force it."

Pang Lanxi nodded and promised: "Okay, then I will send a letter back to Yunchengcheng, first make an appointment. Cheng will not be a friend, then I will meet and see you later."

Mr. Chen’s friend is definitely worth making.

Just like Mr. Chen and Mr. Wei’s brothers talked about Chunlu, the Pang Lanxi did not do much work, but there were so many monks in the Mazong, how much did he understand the attitude of the Mazong to Chunlu, and he couldn’t look down on it, but absolutely said no. When you are friends, it’s just business dealings. After all, the smell of copper in the spring is very heavy, and the monk who wears Mazong is not very fond of these. Therefore, for many years, Chunlu has always wanted to honor Xiao Yu and Wei Yusong, but he did not dare to show too much fire. In addition, Song Lanxuan, who is in charge of the spring dew ferry, is not very helpful in Yuan Yuwei’s side. After all, Wei Yusong is in a masquerade, and his position is detached. He is notoriously difficult to speak.

However, when Mr. Chen spoke, he wanted the three forces to do cross-continental business together. Pang Lanxi found that Wei Shixiong was relieved at the beginning and did not refuse.

Pang Lanxi thinks this is also the place where he needs to learn from Mr. Chen.

It is very popular for people to live.

Chen Pingan finally said: "Do you know that when you are worried about Cui Dongshan, the girl you like is actually the happiest time, so the smile will be more than usual. You must think about it. It’s clear because she really feels your nervousness.”

Pang Lanxi turns to worry and smiles.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "What are you still doing, fake public and private, go to the mountain to see her."

Pang Lanxi stood up. "I knew that I would ask Mr. Chen to ask for a set of goddess pictures."

The boy left.

Chen Pingan sits alone.

After a long time, Cui Dongshan swayed two large sleeves and entered the yard.

As a result, I saw a piece of blue brick on the table in front of the gentleman.

Cui Dongshan was a little flustered, and immediately stopped and stood in the same place. "Mr., numb martial arts, I didn't know it beforehand. It was Zhu Xuan and Zheng Dafeng Wei Wei. I don't know, I don't report, I am with Mr., and students. There is no relationship between half copper coins!"

Chen Pingan did not have a good air: "It doesn't matter to this matter. I have a debt and I have no trouble."

Cui Dongshan immediately laughed at the flowers. "If you want to teach them, you can contribute."

Chen Pingan did not take care of this, referring to the Taoist brick that had not been completely refining and watering in the mountains, and said: "This kind of blue brick, I have gathered a total of 36 pieces, and I plan to be in the future. On the side of Luoshan Mountain, spread it on the ground and practice boxing for six people. I, Qian Qian, Zhu Chuan, Zheng Dafeng, Lu Baixiang, took the opportunity."

Cui Dongshan, like a death test, extended his right hand, with a left finger, mourned: "Sir, me, me? I am a proud disciple of Mr.!"

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "My share, give it to you."

Cui Dongshan extended **** and rubbed his eyes. He smiled and said: "The sad tears have become the tears of joy. Mr. is really the pen of God."

Chen Pingan squinted at him.

Cui Dongshan honestly sat down.

Chen Pingan pushed the blue brick over. "Your words are well written. I just remembered this. I wanted you to write some pleasing words, and they were engraved on the opposite side of the brick. At that time, we both secretly paved the bricks. I don’t want anyone to catch a glimpse. Maybe someday, for someone who accidentally saw it, it’s a small accident. It’s not a big deal, it’s fun.”

Cui Dongshan chicken glutinous rice, sitting cross-legged on the stone bench, leaning forward, kneeling on the table, holding the blue bricks in both hands, whispered: "Mr., the total of the two together, these thirty-six sentences must be Written in shock and sorrow."

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you think that we secretly touched everyone in Luoshan, wrote a sentence, engraved on the top, can't do it? As for the rest, you can just carry the sage words in the book."

Cui Dongshan is eager to say: "Old line!"

Chen Pingdao said: "Noisy?"

Cui Dongshan said with a sigh: "Mr. said that jokes are also so brilliant."

Chen Pingan licked his chin. "This is the feng shui of the mountains, which is badly damaged by you."

Cui Dongshan raised his hands and learned the master sister to talk, "Heaven and earth conscience!"

The two took a cross-country ferry boat in the Ma Mazong and began to return home.

In addition to practicing boxing, Chen Pingan took the initiative to find Cui Dongshan next door and asked a question.

"The Confucian sages are so big, why don't they want to be more careful in the study of self-cultivation, study, and goodness, and don't be so messy, at least within Confucianism, each with their own words? There are different opinions, not quarrels, better than quarrels. ""

Cui Dongshan did not have to sneak a horse, but looked serious and asked: "I feel that many studies are complicated and illusory, but the world is overwhelmed?"

Chen Ping thought for a moment and nodded.

Cui Dongshan shook his head. "Some of the knowledge is higher. The reason why people are different from the birds and beasts is different from all other spiritual beings. It depends on the knowledge hanging above the head. It can be used." Learning must be done, clearly stated, clear and plain, and well-regulated. But if there is no learning at the heights, it is fascinating, and it is hard work, but also to go and have a look, then it is wrong."

Chen Pingan was silent for a long time and finally nodded: "It makes sense."

Cui Dongshan said slowly: "Let's talk back to Mr. Qian's front question."

Chen Pingan said: "No hurry, I think about it again. Let's play chess?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Mr. chess, returning to the truth, high into the sky, but also need disciples to teach this stupid chess scorpion? Hey, fear of fear."

While saying, take out the chess board.

Chen Ping’s face said: "You will be in the mountains after the fall, and talk less."

Cui Dongshan lifted his sleeves and reached for a piece of chess. He hung in the air and smiled. "The gentleman said nothing, and the disciple dared to speak."

Chen Pingan also picked up the pieces.

When Cui Dongshan sat on the chessboard, the whole person's momentum changed. He said in a light way: "Students are daring, four worry-free, Zhongtianyuan, plus three sides, let the gentleman twelve."

Chen Pingan looked at a serious Cui Dongshan, silently put the pieces back into the chess can, got up and left, and went straight.