Seeing that the young girl in the foreign country seemed to be moving, the girl would follow the boy to another city and immediately shy at the boy: "Are you talking about first come and then arrive?"

I never thought that the teenager was irritable, and directly cursed: "Qin Zidu, you scumbag! Why did you talk to me, and don't hurry to slap your three big mouths?"

The girl who was called by her name was stunned, and was scolded by the public as a concubine. Perhaps she was afraid of the other party's identity. She didn't return her mouth, but her eyes were drooping, she was about to cry, and she took out an embroidered kerchief to wipe the corners of her eyes.

The young man was proud and continued to persuade Chen Ping'an to follow him out of the city, "Mr. Chen, the fat powder pile is too greasy and not elegant. My city owner knows that you don't like this kind of warrior, swallowing butterfly, fragrant bee It's like asking the sword, what is the system. Therefore, Mr. Chen still follows me quickly. My city host has already set up a banquet to catch the wind and dust for Mr. Chen. An extra gift is also provided as a reward to fill the decay. "

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You shouldn't say Jasper girl like that."

The reason why I didn’t immediately agree to the young man’s invitation, because Chen Ping'an still wanted to stroll around in this entry city, and he needed to thank Qiu Beard, and then the man in the weapon shop, who had walked to the door, as if he had been paying attention to his back The "night tour" was due to the local cuisines of Tongling Jiang and Tangshan lotus. In fact, Chen Ping'an already had some speculations about the identity of the shopkeeper. It is very likely that Bai Ye visited the fairy in the early years. At that time, the Mr. Wu Song I met. Therefore, Chen Ping'an intends to ask Du Xiu for a picture of a buffalo. Everything is difficult at the beginning, but as long as a thread starts a thread, it will be a lot easier.

When the teenager heard that Chen Pingan called Qinzi all "Jasper" and broke her nickname, the teenager was obviously a little surprised, and then said with a smile: "I never thought Mr. Chen knew the roots of this cheap maid, so All in all, Mr. Chen must have read the "Honghui Pavilion", "The Rouge Chronicle" and the "Fragrant Series". The young sword immortals are mostly temperamental people. Mr. Saw looked at each other, and his eyes were brighter. Li Shilang clearly misunderstood Mr. Chen and mistakenly regarded Mr. Chen as those stiff and pedantic people."

Chen Pingan immediately smiled and explained: "Dare not be fooled, I just accidentally heard someone mention it, in fact, have not read the three books."

When the teenager mentioned the last book, Chen Pingan instantly pinched the sword tactics, and at the same time used the sword qi and wind to dispel the teenager's voice, so as not to listen to Pei Qian and Xiao Mi Gu. The old cook bought books indiscriminately.

Now that the monarch and the fortune-teller have disappeared, and Shao Baojuan has left, Pei Qian let the millet grains stay in the basket first, put away the stick, lifted the walking stick, and carried the basket back again, standing quietly and quietly Beside Chen Ping'an, Pei Qian's eyes mostly circulated on the girl named Qin Zidu. Before going out, this girl must have spent a lot of thoughts, wearing a purple dress, a purple hairpin, and a small purple sachet on her belt , Embroider the word "Rouge God House". The girl's makeup is particularly delicate, with gold trimmings, yellow sandalwood, and a bright face, especially rare. Still, this girl even applied a layer of white makeup on both sides of the temples, making the girl's face slightly rounded, the face immediately Slender.

Pei Qian looked dumbfounded. If a girl showed her makeup every time she went out, how much time would she have to spend in her house? Isn't it troublesome?

Chen Pinghe hesitated for a while, or reminded the teenager to be careful, but instead moved step by step, a few steps away from the uncovered teenager, so as not to be affected by the pond fish.

Sure enough, the girl suddenly raised her head and walked closer, grabbing the ear of the teenager with one hand, pulling it hard, and pulling the teenager to sway his head, the girl's other hand was a brutal face against the face of the teenager. Scolding makes you mean maid makes you mean maid. The teenager was also reluctant to lose money. He didn't know anything about pitying and cherishing the jade. With his backhand, he grabbed the girl's hair bun. His two faces looked at a pair of golden boys and girls like his peers. Twisted together, even elbow strikes and knee hits were used between each other, and it was a joke.

In this scene, the millet grains are eye-opening. These locals are very fierce and have a bad temper, and they scratch their faces when they don't agree.

Pei Qian glanced at Master, and Chen Pingan gently shook her head, beckoning her not to persuade her. The teenage girl who was wrestling together was like hitting the ground from the sky and falling to the ground together. Finally, the teenager kicked on the face of the girl, and the girl was colored, and her feet kicked in the chest of the teenager. With the crotch, the two sides finally slipped backwards together. Fortunately, both sides seemed to be unfamiliar with boxing and kicking. There was not much movement. The girl staggered up and slapped the dust. The teenager covered his face with one hand and pressed his chest with one hand. After shaking his teeth, he had to bend over.

When Pei Qian saw the young girl, she picked her eyebrows and drew her eyebrows. At this time, she gave the young boy a kick of her eyebrows. The delicate make-up that she had peachy on her face had become messed up. Zihua also crumpled and scattered the ground for the young boy. At this time, the girl stood on the street and looked a little funny.

And the little kit embroidered with "Rouge Shrine" also opened the knot during the twisting process, and ran out of a patina beetle, as big as an elm pod, and gave the teenager a good time before and quietly Step on one foot under the boot. The maiden named Jasper soon discovered that she had lost a green gold cicada to feed her charming people. She was so anxious that she pointed at the young boy and threatened, "Long Bin, give me the green gold cicada!"

Chen Pingan sighed, and it seemed that a chance had passed him by himself.

In the Taiping Mountain of Natong Yezhou, the worship of the Yu dynasty, the monk Dai Yuan once gave Chen Ping An an indemnity ceremony. The ink ingot is called "Matsuita Song Dao Ren Mo", but it was only given to Chen Ping An. It is said that every month under the moon, there was a small man walking like a fly, claiming to be the messenger of the black pine, Mo Jingchenzi. Later, Chen Ping'an asked Cui Dongshan, only to know that the ancient Daoist who had become a fine ink seems to be called "Long Bin". The place where he got the Tao was not the Mo ingot, but it just happened to travel here because it likes to As a "Xianjia ferry", Ding Ding rare ancient ink travels indefinitely, and its whereabouts are erratic. If it is not for the chance, the fairy can hardly find traces even if it is the ink. It belongs to the manifestation of the condensed road of Wenyun, and the incense villain, The "grasshopper" silver worm has almost the same number of roads. Each of the "Fukou" ink ingots that Longbin had stopped had a vibe, so even Cui Dongshan was a bit sorry at that time, and Chen Ping'an was naturally distressed, because if you give this thing to the small warm tree, it is obviously the best.

Above the ferry, there are opportunities everywhere, but there are also traps everywhere.

"Scrap stuff, who is rare, reward you." The young man sneered, raised his feet, and then picked up the green gold cicada with his toes, kicked towards the girl, the latter caught his hands and carefully put it into the kit, Tie the knot.

The girl asked, "What does Jianxian say? Is it true that he wrote the "Sex Evil" article without a word, and then was sent out of the country by gift, or from today, will he look at the enemy with each other?"

Chen Pingan said to her: "I don't write anything, I just want to hang out here for a few days, your city owner wants to rush people. Li Shilang is straightforward, it doesn't matter if I hate the enemy, but I don't think of the entry city. "

The girl frowned: "The bad guys come to the door, somehow, annoying and annoying."

She smiled abruptly, "Youth is full of vigour, but it is a sword immortal who is not short-tempered."

If there was an order, she made a vertical ear and listened, and then said: "The deputy city lord just heard Jianxian coming and asked me to talk to Jianxian. You can rest assured to visit the entry city, but there is only a three-day period. After three days, if it is a sword Xian couldn't find a way to go to another city, so it's no wonder that our entry city has acted as usual."

When the teenager was about to speak, she stomped her feet and said angrily: "Long Bin, this is the decision of my city's lord and deputy lord. I advise you not to do much! Otherwise, the two cities will be wicked. Be careful that you only have the remaining'Ping Zhang Shi' 'The title cannot be kept.'

Chen Ping'an did not want to embarrass the teenagers around him and smiled: "You and I will meet here in four days."

The teenager nodded and agreed to the matter, but the scratches on his face were still clear, and the teenager was indignant and ridiculed with the Qinzi who was born in the rouge shrine: "Let’s just wait and see, one day sooner or later, I will gather the army , Swing your teacher straight to your Rouge Cave, Bone Mound."

A woman with bright makeup and red sleeves adds fragrance, a pair of hand-painted inks, this is an undoubtedly a study in the study, but for this official Bin Bin, who is under the supervision of Song Yan and Xuanxiang, it is indeed a bit of a road. The meaning of contention.

Qin Zi yelled, "Big words, swept the ground, something shameless!"

The teenager was too lazy to get entangled with this aunt with long hair and short knowledge, so he left the city of entry, and Ping An suddenly stretched his hand to grasp the arm of the teenager and smiled: "Forgot to ask Master Pingzhangshi, where is he from? If four days later, Ping Lord Zhang Shi accidentally delayed things, so I can take the initiative to be a guest."

The teenager cried a lot, "If it hurts, just talk, why does Mr. Chen drag me?"

Chen Pingan said with a sincere smile: "Stained."

The young man glanced down at his sleeve, and he was held by the sword fairy at his arm, and it was colorful, like a river entering the sea, and it gradually gathered up. He cried with a sad face, "There is not much left in the family, and it has been scrapped by Mr. Chen. Separately, is my bleak situation not Wang Xiaoer's New Year, not as good as one year?"

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "When I leave the ferry, I will reward Master Pingzhang from afar."

As soon as the young boy's eyes lit up, he no longer deliberately detained the wonder of his sleeve, "Really?!"

It's just that when the teenager and Chen Ping'an have more together, the teenager stumbles back, disappears, and goes to another city. He can only hurriedly say a word to Chen Ping'an, like a proverb, "Jiming heaven, the dog barks in the cloud" .

Chicken Dog City? Isn't it too much to choose a name? If it's "Tao Dao City", isn't it better? It is estimated that the name is too large and unsuitable?

Chen Pingan shook his sleeves, and a colorful light gleamed on his right fingertip, with a strong style, such as a fingertip growing into a flower, and was eventually put into his sleeve by Chen Pingan.

Qin Zi didn't care about this. In the entry city, the passers-by were able to earn opportunities by their own skills. It's no surprise. It’s just that she has a complex look at Pei Qian, who has a clean forehead and a prickly forehead. Finally, she couldn’t hold back, and persuaded: “Little girl, the man died for a confidant, and the woman for a self-satisfied person. If you can take a good look, She is also a woman with good looks. How can he be so perfunctory, seeing this sword immortal, since I know my nickname, and he is also an expert who knows the affairs of the boudoir, he does not teach you? Do you not complain about him? ?"

Pei Qian traveled abroad, never dressed neatly, without any makeup, and the bun was even simpler. At this time, she said expressionlessly: "You don't need it, you can use it neatly.

Qin Zi said sadly: "It doesn't hinder? How can it not hinder? Everyone has a heart for beauty, and it's not justified for a woman to make herself beautiful?"

Pei Qian looked at the young girl with a miserable look in front of her eyes, holding back a smile and shaking her head no longer speaking.

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "The ancients Yun Tiandi's clean and graceful spirit is gathered in the women's boudoir. Women in the world are free, and it is indeed appropriate to wear light makeup. The girl of Jasper only said that females are pleasing to the self. Since heaven and earth are the first talents, then women Thick makeup is light and easy to apply.

Half of the words are Chen Ping's sincere words, as long as Pei Qian wants to deal with the rouge gouache, not to mention the flamboyant way, of course, light makeup. At the age of Pei Qian, after all, it was no longer the little black charcoal girl of the year, and it should indeed be dressed up. Of course, it doesn't matter if Pei Qian is not happy with himself and likes to face up to the sky. As for the remaining half of the words, of course, Chen Ping'an and the so-called Qin Niangniang of the so-called rouge **** house in this book.

Qin Zi was amazed, but he was no longer the arrogant and cold posture he first saw, and he gave a blessing to Chen Ping'an, and for the first time changed his name, he smiled and said: "Mr. Chen's words are decent and agreeable. The heart makes people forget the vulgar. Then the slave-servant wished Mr. Chen a smooth income in the next three days."

Chen Pingan thanked her with a fist.

Qin Zidu asked: "Did Mr. Chen carry rouge gouache with him?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Never."

Obviously missed another opportunity.

She smiled and nodded, it was also a little regret, and then her figure became blurred, and finally turned into colorful colors. For a time, the entire street was fragrant and scented. The colorful colors rose like a fairy, and then went to all directions without any traces. Leave it to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "After four days, we changed places, we might eat stinky tofu."

Pei Qian smiled, looking forward. Lipstick makeup is too cumbersome. Pei Qian only feels that it will hinder punching, so she is really not interested. However, Sister Shirou riding Dragon Lane loves these very much. I don't know if I have a chance in three days, so I can take some things back in this entry city.

Xiaomi grain was standing in the basket, and when he heard that stinky tofu, he immediately greeted him and wiped his mouth. I didn't understand anything, I didn't remember anything, and this stinky tofu made the little girl in black greedy and worried.

Chen Ping moved a little bit, came to the cotton cloth stall, squatted down, his eyes constantly shifted, selected his favorite objects, and finally selected a slap-sized pocket bow, and asked the bearded man who had 100,000 armoured soldiers: " How do you sell this bow?"

The gilt small water tank of the stall was answered by Shao Baojuan's question of the Green Bull Taoist, and he got it.

On the top of the cotton cloth, a small bundle of dead plum branches and a small pot of daffodils are left.

A folded scroll, with a small label on the outside, the words Juanxiu, "Teach a Woman to Dress Up".

A piece of iron cast three monkey fishing moon flower. A piece of ebony paperweight, "I refuse to follow the wind, and mysterious silence is silent. I am self-righteous and calm in the town."

Finally, the small bow placed in the corner is simple in shape, exquisite and compact, and looks like a playful thing for children. The inscription is subtle and difficult to detect, "Yunmeng Changsong".

When the bearded customer saw this person picking it up and down, he picked this small bow alone, and he looked helpless, shaking his head and said: "Sell and sell, but you are not easy to buy, you have to gather a few books, at least three, give me After reading it, the son exchanged one of the books. As for the others, I won’t say much.”

Chen Pingan nodded, having an idea in his heart, and then turned his head to look at the painting axis, and asked, "How do you sell this painting? Or do you trade things for things?"

The bearded man nodded and smiled, "My son is smart, I really need to trade things in this stall, but it is just what I need. It is not in the entry city. The road is silent, and the guard is strict. The son will not give up. One place, in the northern foothills of that mountain, the cliff is carved with the remains of Tianbao. If the son can go there in the cool world, beside the green jade pond, and then retrieve a beauty statue, you can change the scroll, and then you will have a pile Blessing, came to see the young man."

Chen Pingan asked: "In this way, this picture, and the cool world of the treasure ruins of that day, are all illusory things, and the next blessing is true?"

What I saw and heard in the city today, except for Shao Baojuan and Shen Xiaokan, are all living gods, but they will still be divided into three or sixty-nine, depending on the degree of their "self-knowledge". Like the big bearded man in front, the former Green Bull Taoist, and the nearby weapon shop, Du Xiucai, who would miss his hometown of Tongling Jiang and Chuzhou Sour Plum Soup, is obviously more “lively”, and his actions will be more “rateful” Sexually."

The bearded man grinned and answered what he was not asking: "If the son is ruthless, the ability to visit Xian Tan You is enough, and all the white jade statues of the concubine can be moved out of the cool world, then it is really a blessing."

Pei Qian suddenly got together and said, "Master, I seem to have seen this in the book. If the record is true, the northern foot of Lishan Mountain is easy to find, but the Tianbao Cliff is difficult to find, but we just need to find a local The woodcutter shepherd boy seems to be able to help us lead the way. When someone writes the word "Summer", he can open the Dongtian Stone Gate. It is said that there is a bath inside, which is carved with green jade as the pool water, sparkling like living water. Just inside the cave The jade scene is too... Fragrant and charming, when the master enters alone, I will wait outside with the grains of rice."

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "Even know this? From which miscellaneous book do you see the secret anecdote?"

Pei Qian blinked, "Sister Xi said, in Jinjiazhou that year, after each war ended, she likes to tell me the most bizarre stories with me, I just listened casually. At that time, I asked sister Xi in the pool How big, so many emeralds, how much fairy money can be sold, and sister Xi is still calling me a wealth fan."

The man saw that Chen Ping'an was staring at the ebony paperweight again, and said voluntarily: "The son exchanged a complete sheet music."

Chen Ping's heart was clear, it was the "Guangling Stopping Interest" no doubt, clasped his fists, "Thanks to the seniors for having a chat with Feng Jun, and the juniors went to the city to find books."

The bearded man just nodded his head in tribute and smiled: "The son accepted a good apprentice."

Chen Pingan left the stall with Pei Qian and Xiaomi grains, and went to the weapon shop first. The shopkeeper was sitting behind the counter, chewing the tender lotus root and white ginger. It was not strange to see Chen Pingan who had returned and returned And don't ask questions.

Chen Pingzhuo said: "Mr. Wusong."

The man asked, "Do you have any merits?"

Chen Pingan got up and reverently replied: "The juniors do not have the merits of the imperial examinations, but there are students who are the leader.

The man had a little smile, and actively asked: "Do you want the flower patch that was previously completed by Shao Cheng?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Hua Xun's post, Mr. Wusong must be useful. The juniors just want to have a buffalo picture with Mr. Wusong."

The man was slightly surprised, "Rules are on the ferry, rules are rules, and there is no exception. Since I know that I am Du Xiucai, and I know that I can paint, then the Confucius works are unique, and Wusong's new works are pushed forward. It’s probably clear? Forget it, this matter may be a bit embarrassing for you. You just have to say a title about the poem that I made in my life. Since the kid can get a tip of Taibai Immortal Sword from Baiye, I believe it’s not difficult to know this matter. ."

Chen Pingan looked embarrassed.

Taibai Jianjian was inexplicably obtained from Jianqi Great Wall. For this Mr. Wusong who can reciprocate with Bai Ye's poems, Chen Ping'an only knows the name and general life experience. What kind of poem is a little unknown, in fact, Chen Ping's The reason why I know Mr. Wusong is mainly because of Du Xiucai's "refining master" status. In short, Chen Pingping remembers the poem written by Bai Ye, but what Mr Wusong once wrote in front of him is unclear.

The rice grains in the basket that helped the good mountain owner to force the chicken to peck the rice were even more embarrassing and had to scratch his face.

Then Du Xiu smiled, "Since the long sword is still here, but this turn back is just not on the body, then the kid should not talk about the chance, don't think about the buffalo."

The man sighed, and Bai also used his sword to shake the island alone, which was indeed sentimental. Sure enough, this is the difference.

Chen Ping'an had some regrets. He didn't dare to force his chance. He had to leave with a fist, remembering something, and asking, "Can Mr. Wusong drink alcohol?"

The man smiled and said nothing.

Chen Ping'an took two pots of Xianjia wine from his hand and placed it on the counter. He clenched his fists again and smiled brightly. "Outside Wusong Mountain, it's an honor to see Mr., give me wine with courage."

The man looked at the back of the young shirtless man who crossed the threshold, reached for a pot of wine, and nodded, a young man who could widen the world, so he shouted: "Boy, if you are not busy, you may wish to take the initiative to visit Dao Weng Mr."

Chen Pingan immediately turned around, walked quickly back to the shop, and took out two jugs of wine.

Du Xiu was stunned for a while, "What?"

Chen Pingan asked softly: "Dare to ask the ancestor of the big characters "Hui He Ming", in the end from the handwriting of Mr. Teng Weng?"

Du Xiu stretched out his hands, held down two pots of new wine, and smiled.

Chen Ping'an had to leave again, go to the various bookstores in the city, and finally found the "Family Language", "Lvlan" and "Essay of Yunqi" in that bookstore, Taoist Bookstore, and not in the bookstore. ", in the book "Family Language", Chen Ping'an followed scattered memories. At first, he went to a bookstore in Jingbu and asked no results. The shopkeeper only said that there was no such book, and went to the fake bookstore. In the end, I bought this book in the bookstore, and I was relieved when I was sure that there was a record of the bow inside. It turned out that according to the history catalogue of the entry city, the status of this book dropped from "Jingbu" to "Zibu", but it was not regarded as a fake book like Haoran. As for "Lu Lun", it wasn't sold in Zajia's bookstore, which made Chen Ping'an run for nothing more.

It was only after the checkout that Chen Pingan discovered that the bookstores in the entry city were sold. The price of the books was indeed not expensive, but the fairy money was completely useless, not to mention the snowflake money, the Gu Yuqian was meaningless, and the mountain monk had to be used. Seen as cumbersome gold, silver and copper coins, Pei Qian and Xiaomi grains each have a piggy bank. Xiaomi grains volunteered to stop Pei Qian and check out first. Finally, the little girl who made an amazing job laughed. Shaking his head, he was very happy, busy from his private house money, took out a large gold ingot, and gave it to a good mountain owner, the pride of the cloud said that no need to pay back, small money, drizzle.

Standing in the basket, finally coughing softly, Pei Qian nodded with a smile, indicating that he would write it down in the credit book.

But it took less than two or two silvers, so I bought three books, enough for Chen Ping'an to go to Qiuhan to exchange for a small bow, but just give one of them, and you can get a chance.

But Chen Ping'an continued to look for the other bookstores, and finally entered the threshold of a famous store. Enter the bookstore rules of the city, ask if there are books, and answer the questions, but there are no books in the store. Once the guest asks, There is absolutely no answer, but it will be scorned. In this famous shop, Chen Ping'an failed to buy the book, but he still spent a "wrong amount of money", a total of three or two silver, bought a few ancient books with ink as new, mostly about the famous ten questions and twenty The argument is just that there are records in some books, which are far more detailed and profound than the world of Haoran. Although none of these books can take the ferry, but on this journey, even if Chen Ping'an just turned the book to read, the knowledge in the book is all in the end It's true. As for the famous scholars, Chen Pingping started to pay attention to it because of his enlightenment with the Buddhists.

At that time, the shopkeeper of the famous bookstore was a young man with an elegant appearance. Xiao Xiaosu was suspicious and cheerful. He was very imposing. He looked at Pei Qian first, and then turned his head to smile with Chen Ping and asked, "Boy, you Would you like to create a city by yourself, and be the owner of the city? Just exchange one thing, and I can help you to open a new city without breaking the rules. After that, it will be cheap and will not lose to that Shao Baojuan."

Chen Ping'an apologized to this person: "Mr. He kindly received it, but he raised the sword hoist, and it was the relic of half of his hometown. He was indeed unable to do business with his husband, otherwise let alone business dealings. Anyway, even if it was directly transferred to Mr., it would be fine."

A Haoliang was given to Chen Ping by Jianxian Mihu. Chen Ping was confiscated at the earliest. He still hoped that Mi Yu, who had left Jianqi Great Wall, would keep this thing, but Mi Yu was reluctant to do so. In the end, Chen Ping had to give it. Pei Qian, let this Kaishan disciple take care of it on his behalf.

The young shopkeeper looked at Chen Ping'an and smiled suddenly. "The world has a lot of questions about how difficult it is. It's not difficult at all, but it's just the word sincerity. The sincere words of future generations today have greatly relieved my heart. So I don’t charge money, I’ll give you a few words, the book you’re looking for is actually not a book, just braille, not here, in the first bookstore in the bookstore on that street, "Jing Ji Zhi ", "Shou Bai Lun" under the Taoist entry, remember to be the Zhishu Department, because it contains more content than the Taoist Department."

Chen Pingan thanked him for leaving. Sure enough, in the first shop after entering the city, he bought the book with the "Shoubai Lun", but Chen Pingan hesitated for a while, but still walked a lot of injustice, and spent another one. Wrong money, returned to the Dao Bookstore and bought an extra book.

On the way, Zhou Migui raised his palm against his mouth and whispered with Pei Qian: "A shop can put down so many books, and every shopkeeper can just draw out one. They are all the books we want. It's weird."

Pei Qian smiled and said: "In Xiaotiandi, the heart makes it happen."

Zhou Migui suddenly realized, "I was really guessed."

When Chen Ping'an was looking for books, Du Xiu walked out of the shop and came next to the bearded man, and sighed, "This is a very dangerous move for the monk's mind and the choice of the three schools and a hundred schools of thought. If he was not from a Confucian school, In fact, it doesn't matter what the context of the Taoist tradition is. It is a random choice. Anyway, it doesn't hurt the Dao heart at all. Even if it hurts, it is nothing more than reading a few more books afterwards. It can also be mended."

The man nodded and said: "So I didn't want to sell this bow to him at first. If it was deliberately tempting to buy and sell, it was too kind. But the boy was too sharp-eyed and extremely knowledgeable. He squatted there in the past, and it looked like it intentionally. This bow. I can't break the rules, and told him that this bow is too hot."

Du Xiucai said with a smile: "But if this sale is really done, you will be able to completely remove the shackles, and you don't have to rely on 100,000 armoured soldiers to cut the head of the man before you can get out of trouble. It is a good thing after all. This painting is a prison, waiting here for a hundred years and thousands of years, and the repeated scenes from year to day are really tiring, and I see and vomit."

The man grinned, "If I have a drink, I promise not to spit."

Du Xiucai smiled and threw out a pot of wine. The big bearded man took the pot and sniffed the smell of the wine, and he was full of intoxication, and then he was sad. It's hard to drink, and now I have to take a sip."

In the famous shop, the young shopkeeper is reading through the book, as if reading a book like a mountain and river. He has an unobstructed view of Chen Ping’s entry, smiles and nods, saying to himself: "Book Mountain is never empty, there is no wrong way, pedestrians When you go down the mountain, you are never empty-handed. The more you turn around, the more you will benefit from your life. Shen Xiaokan and Shen Xiaokan, why do you ask me three questions? In the night ship, knowing is knowing, knowing is not knowing, knowing."

He immediately doubted, shook his head, and sighed: "Does this Shaocheng Lord have any hatred against your boy? Determined that you will match that bow? So you are so determined that you will take down a three-teaching pillar by yourself. In the future, on the way to practice, you may be hurting part of the doorway."

Because before Chen Ping'an came to this famous shop to buy books, Shao Baojuan came here and spent all his money to buy all the books related to that famous allusion. It was all, hundreds of books. Therefore, Chen Ping'an first came here to buy a book. In fact, it was originally the correct choice. It was just that Shao Baojuan who pretended to leave the city of entries was the first to go.

After twisting the shopkeeper for a while and thinking about it, it was still rare to walk out of the shop, looked up at the sky, and smiled and said: "Lu Daoyou, wasn't I struck by me, adding a snake to my feet, this kid seems to be farther and farther away from the Daomen, causing you to suffer again for no reason." sword'?"

The young foreigner who had just boarded the ship needed both rigorous Confucian scholarship and sword immortals traveling around the world. So today, should I hand out a classic book of the Confucian School of Records, or give away a book of a Tibetan shop? It's still quite different. Otherwise, if there is no Shao Baojuan to stalk it, hand out a famous book, without harm. It's just that the young shopkeeper who was just asking for the word "Hao Liang" instead of raising a sword hoist stood at the door of the shop, apologizing, but smiling.

Chen Ping and his party returned to the side of the Qiu Man's stall. He squatted down, kept one of the books, took out the remaining four, and stacked three on top of the cotton stall, holding one of them. The allusion of "the gain and loss of the bow", Chen Ping'an then gave the final Taoist "Shou Bai Lun" with the fewest allusions to the stall owner. Chen Ping's apparently wanted to choose this Taoist book in exchange.

As for the shopkeeper of the famous bookstore, Chen Ping is nothing more than a boat ride. It depends on the choice of the boat supporter where to stop at the ferry. Moreover, if there is no reminder from the shopkeeper, Chen Ping'an estimates that he must run through at least half of the entry city before he can ask the answer. And intentionally or unintentionally, Chen Ping'an did not come up with the Confucian Zhishu Book Collection.

Only after seeing Chen Ping's four books come out, the man was a little relieved at first, but when Chen Ping's handed out the book of the Ministry of Tibetan Affairs, the man glanced at the title of the book, froze on the spot, hesitated, he didn't rush to take it The book, full of doubts, said: "Don't the son ever go to the famous bookstore?"

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "It's gone, I just didn't get a book, it doesn't matter, and I have to thank someone, or I'm asking me to sell a book from a well-known shop, but it's embarrassing. There will be some disappointment with the senior manager who has long admired."

In the weapon shop not far away, Du Xiucai was drinking wine behind the counter, smiling strangely. In the end he is a child of which culture of the Confucian Temple. At a young age, he can talk like that.

At least the old man, Fu Sheng, who has visited Jijicheng twice and also visited the entry city, will certainly not be able to teach such a student.

The man nodded his head, and was assured that he had taken the book, even if he was no longer in the rivers and lakes. The man looked at the other three books on the ground and laughed: "Then tell the young man three small things that are not bad rules. Jing Jingshou firstly, and then Chu Di Bao Gong was obtained by me, so in this entry City, my pseudonym Jing Chu, you can actually call me Zhang San. This small bow on the ground, with a good rank, congratulates the son here."

When the man said this, Pei Qian heard it and was very energetic. He used to watch the romance with sister Aquarius and Li Huai. During that time, he saw the bearded hero named "Zhang San". And this predecessor, and a donkey can ride! It's just that the books are all the history of barnyards and the history of rivers and lakes. At that time, Pei Qian thought that the bearded man was a fabricated character.

The man, of course, was not sure what the little girl was thinking about, but just said to herself: "Mr. Kongtong, who was born in the palace of the end of the city, and I have a grudge with a deputy city host who she served, Feng Jun said that Kongtong Madam is the finishing touch of the city people. Of course, she deliberately deceived you with words. Most of Feng Jun and the Shaocheng master secretly reached an agreement."

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "I went to Niaoju Mountain and Feng Lao Xianxian to reminisce about it. The juniors already knew about it. It should be that the Lord Shao was afraid that I would go to the city at the end of the city immediately, which broke his good deeds and made him unable to. Get a chance from Mrs. Kongtong."

In fact, once Chen Ping found the Shao Baojuan, there was no chance. As for Shao Baojuan, who is the master of a city, it seems very fearless in the entry city. Why is he so worried that he is shooting in that last city? Chen Ping'an is temporarily unaware, it is really impossible to guess. This is the end of the city? What is the best choice? What's more, just talking about the master's hand, talking about metaphysical heart and mind, and there are countless analysis of the two characters in this book. There are many kinds of things. Chen Ping is a layman to these. The foundation of this last city is much more bizarre and weird than an item city where you can understand the truth at first glance and look at the truth in a few more bookstores, so what is the solution? God knows.

The man continued: "The twelve cities are all individually named. For example, the last city is also called the absurd city. The people and things in the city are only more absurd than the vertical arch city where the emperors and monarchs of the past dynasties gathered together."

After finishing the three things, the man didn't need to ask Chen Ping'an to decide the bow's gain or loss. Because Chen Ping's handing out the book itself is a choice and the answer.

Contrary to the expectation of the bearded man, Chen Ping'an took out another book, but instead of putting it on the top of the three stacked books of cotton cloth, he put it aside alone.

The three looked down at the book, and then looked up at the little girl in black standing in the basket, and immediately smiled: "Then say one more thing, the son is really going to the city of the end, you need to be careful, Rest assured."

Chen Ping'an couldn't stop it and had to stop. In fact, he originally wanted to ask the city owner of Shao Baojuan, otherwise he could ask how to get to the end city, then he could ignore the eviction order from Li Shilang in the end city. At the end of the city, the whole city wants to catch people, but it does not tell how to leave the city. This is very unjust and there is no such hospitality in the world.

The man picked up the small bow, and Chen Pingan picked up the four books on the cotton cloth, and received it in his sleeve. Then he took over the ancient bow that once recorded Jiaojiao in the garden of Yunmeng, but it was just a veritable income. In the sleeve, nothing is hidden.

The man didn't take it seriously, but instead admired his expression a little bit, how could he not be more careful when walking in rivers and lakes. He squatted down, grabbed the two corners of the cotton cloth, wrapped it casually, wrapped those objects, carried them in his hands, and took out another booklet, handed it to Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "The wish is gone, the cage is broken, these objects , Either the son can just accept it with confidence, or hand it over to the city of the public entry, how to say? If it is accepted, this book will be used, and the clues of what the stall sells are recorded above."

Chen Ping'an took the booklet and the package, and was extremely skillful, and slung the cotton package across the body.

Qiu bearded his arms to salute, "Don't stop here!"

Chen Pingan fists and returns. The same is true of Pei Qian and the millet grains standing in the basket.