The old Taoist man squatting by the road, just finished eating half of the watermelon in his hand, half-rare, and the taste is average, just about to pick up the other half, after hearing these two names, he was trembling, and then bent over, a probing arm copying, the back of the hand On the ground, holding the watermelon, like the palms of the fairy people, how can it not be a fairy style, the old Taoist smiles at the care of the beard, the melon is not ripe and sweet, and the Taoist spell is acceptable, and he has never been rusty.

However, the so-called two names have nothing to do with Chen Xiaodaoyou, who met each other and had a relationship with each other. They are Feishengcheng and Ningyao.

Swordsmen and so on, the Taoist people have seen too much.

But the first person in a whole world has a heavier weight than the half watermelon in the hands of the Green Bull Taoist.

Da Xuandu Guan's brother Sun, who is the first person in the world? Seems to be the fifth?

Fu Lu Yu Xuan, our younger brother, two big sleeves filled with Fu Lu, who is Haoran? It seems that the specific number, so far there is no conclusive statement? Anyway, the ranking is still very low.

If Ning Yao was just Ning Yao of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it would have been okay. The so-called future avenue can be expected, after all, it is only an unexpected future. But Ning Yao who is already in the city of Feisheng, and Ning Yao who is already in the state of Feisheng are the real things before him.

Now that she is already in the fifth world, she has successfully entered the ascendant, which means that in the future practice road, as long as within 800 years, Ning Yao will not go to the Temple of Literature or Bai Yujing temporarily. Asked the sword, she would have no more accidents.

So now Ning Yao Zhanjian travels far and wide, her departure from the village, that came with a "world road". What is Jianglong, this is it.

The old Taoist couldn’t help turning his head, wondering if he would avenge Chen Xiaodao’s friend, but still could not help but glance at the far-flung woman carrying the sword box, and it would be profitable to take a second look.

What is Laojianghu is Laojianghu, is who you have met on your life, who you have drunk with, who you call friends with, who you have recruited with, and you have learned the Taoism. The sky and the earth, a monk, who has won, not necessarily how, and who has lost, but may be a long-faced thing.

Yeah! Then Chen Xiaodaoyou, the little thief is so courageous that he even started to deal with Ning Fairy? !

Fairy Ning, you can make a sword, and chopped his dog paws. If this kind of thing spreads, wouldn't it teach outsiders to read jokes in vain... Wait a minute, who can spread this matter tonight? That Chen Xiaodaoyou, wouldn't she turn her face, and what fairy wind blows with Ning Fairy, let her kill her? Not to mention, there is no more fairy couple in a double room, and it is made in heaven and earth.

The poor is superfluous.

Still eat melon.

Chen Pingan gently embraced Ning Yao, and soon let her go, taking a step back, "How come?"

There are some blush in her temples and ears, what kind of fat powder, what eyebrows, what dressing, where is it needed?

Ning Yao returned the sword from his hand to Chen Ping'an and said, "Is it too much? Do the swords dare to give to others?"

Chen Pingan took the night tour, and behind his back, he smiled and said: "Feng Jun, the old fairy, the broad-minded generation, handed over the saber night tour, I feel relieved that I am no worse than carrying my sword."

Ning Yao is puzzled, Feng Jun?

Chen Ping's back turned to the nibbling grass cow and nibbling melon, and Ning Yao blinked, reminding: "It's at the Jianqi Great Wall, and the man who you mentioned before is the old fairy. , The earliest proposed "Foreign Rune Alchemy, Alchemy of both Yin and Yang". Unfortunately, the threshold for the master to accept disciples is too high, and too many losses, so that he can not really be famous in the world. Not worthy of name, Feng Jun Lao Xian Xian is just the opposite, and teaches people to hug."

Ning Yao yelled, "Who am I? It turned out to be one of the four Daomen predecessors you presupposed."

The squat far away squat, in fact, has always raised his ears. At this time, he heard his eyes shine, his shoulders tremble slightly, this melon in his hand, the aftertaste is endless, sweet is really sweet.

Which four?

The stinky cow nose of the Taoist Temple in Donghai, Sun Huaizhong in Daxuanduguan Temple, Fulu Yuxuan, Longhu Mountain Great Master, Huolong Reality, this is already five.

No matter which one is squeezed out of the poor, it is a good thing to burn high fragrance, and all four are at the bottom.

Chen Xiaodao had previously chatted with himself at the Bird's Mountain, how could he not mention this stubbornness, and not treat people with sincerity enough. Since this admiration has long been in my heart, what did Zangye do?

Young people are too thick-skinned, certainly not good, too thin, not even better.

At that time, a dagger slipped out of his sleeve, and it was rotating. It looked like someone was infiltrating. It caused the poor to almost think that he really met that Cao Mo. Then he gathered five thunders in the palm of his hand and practiced it. It was nothing more than "authentic" "The word, what's this? It's a little nobleman in Tianshi Mansion who forgot to piggyback at home. I never thought it was a misunderstanding.

Like the cloud geese and insects disturbing people's dreams, and the Tiema Binghe come into the dreams, such misunderstandings are not lost.

The refreshing old Taoist immediately lost the melon in his hand, shook his sleeves, and gently coughed as a reminder before slowly getting up, facing the young men and women, the old Taoist did not forget to knock the heel and put it on the ground The remaining melon peel kicked.

The old Taoist smiled at the care of his beard. After glancing at the woman's ascension, he thought for a while, but he did not lose his heart at all.

Chen Ping'an made an exception and returned a Taoist head.

Ning Yao clenched his fists in return, "Ning Yao, the junior, fortunate to meet the director."

The old man laughed heartily, and the hard work of the White-eyed City was able to see the pair of Biren fairy buddies with his own eyes, and finally a lover eventually became a family member and was worth it.

Chen Ping'an twisted out the green paper-made mountain voucher from his sleeve. The old man's eyes were sharp. When he saw the word sale instead of buying, the word "and stop pavilion" appeared on the back. God's Li Shilang, who is romantic and romantic, but is not a good person to discuss, especially when he is trading, and is shrewd with cleverness, can Chen Xiaodaoyou get this thing from his hands? The twelve cities of the night boat, in addition to the beautiful city of Shao Baojuan, are still fledglings. The remaining eleven old city owners have their own temperaments and their own magical powers, but they are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Chen Ping'an twisted out another Fulu and handed it to the old Taoist.

The old man was dumb, and took over the yellow paper rung in his hand. He nodded and agreed to continue to help the boy to inquire about the news.

Chen Pingan took Ning Yao to a pavilion in an entry city.

On the night road of Baiyan City, the old Taoist lamented, nothing happened, twisted the Fulu, and immediately took a breath, with a roll of Dao robe sleeves, instantly put Fulu in his sleeve. Then I grabbed my hand, embraced something, and walked towards the mount. The green cow lay on the ground. The old man sat on the back of the cow. The green cow got up and walked slowly. The old man held the melon in one hand and tapped a few times with one hand. He said to himself: "Heaven and earth, everything is alcohol. The sound is beautiful, big to medium... surely sweet!"

Under the steps outside the pavilion, stood the Li Shilang maid from the rouge shrine. Qin Zi and Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao gave a blessing. Then she took out a sycamore leaf and smiled: "In the future, Mr. Chen can rely on This thing goes between the city gate and the pavilion. It just needs to be used carefully. Once the strokes are exhausted, the city owner will take back the pavilion as usual."

Chen Ping'an really found the original three-character "and stop pavilion" on the back of the paper that bought the mountain voucher, and the words have been omitted, and the entire stop word has disappeared. Chen Pingan and Qin Zi both smiled and nodded, then reached out and grabbed a hand from her hand, took the leaf of the phoenix tree, positive and negative inscribed with the itch and the literate peasant, the word has been less, probably The same rules as buying a mountain voucher, each time you use it, you will lose a stroke. As for why the word "stop" is missing, it must be that this illegal offender is forbidden to go to the useless city, night boat and entry city

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Thanks to Qin girl."

Qin Zidu Yan Ran smiled: "Mr. Chen can call the slave-servant as Jasper."

Chen Ping'an smiled and did not want to say a word that we were not familiar, just call me Chen Jianxian.

After Ning Yao held his hands, he looked up at the plaque and couplets of the pavilion.

Chen Ping thought a little, and did not rush out of the place. He took out the mountain voucher again and asked: "How many answers can I get for this thing? Buy the mountain voucher, and every time I subtract a stroke, the girl Qin troubles me. Confused, how?"

Because there is a soaring sword in Xiu Xiu, the master of the city is definitely not good to spy on this place, so Qin Zi was silent for a moment, and thought of it a little. He seemed to have obtained permission from the master of the city, Li Shilang, and nodded and shook his head. Change it, there are only two words left to buy the mountain voucher. Mr. Chen can only ask two questions. As for the stroke with fewer words, the city owner said it should be a gift to Ning City."

Chen Ping thought for a while and nodded in agreement. For this and the pavilion in the entry city, Chen Ping'an didn't think about occupying it for a long time. This night boat is not a place to stay for long.

Suddenly, Qin Zi turned sideways subconsciously, and had to reach out his hand before him, daring not to look at the sword light.

It turned out to be the female sword immortal who didn't say a word. She pulled her sword out of the sheath without warning. One sword cut the world's prohibition of the entry city. Following the thoughts of Qin Zidu, she went directly to the city owner Li Shilang.

And the young man with the sword in his back, staying in place, as if nothing else, smiled and asked: "Dare to ask Qin girl, what are the small towns of the night boat?"

Qin Zidu, who had been ruthlessly counted, was annoyed and said angrily: "The two of you have made an appointment in advance?!"

Chen Pingan shook his head.

Not really.

On the way when he came, he just casually talked to Ning Yao about the city's information and encounters.

Qin Zi glared at the man and said in a deep voice: "Upper Four Cities, Hong Mao City, Entry City, Chicken Dog City, Rule City!"

Chen Pingan interrupted her words, "Trouble Qin girl together with the nicknames of the four cities?"

Qin Zi said nothing.

Chen Pingan moved to the steps of the pavilion. After sitting down, his arms were folded, his body leaned forward, and he was slightly rickety. However, compared with when he first entered the city, he looked much more relaxed, and the whole person looked loose and lazy.

Qin Zidu said: "Four cities are nicknamed, the result city, the infinite city, the Daocheng city, the mountain city."

Chen Pingan nodded, absent-minded. Passing by before, I saw the big riverside, where there was a man with a high crown, Long Bin, and a swordsman who almost came out with a sword in the distance. I just don't know why, the big stone at the heart of the water, why the snow-white heart ape is held. Therefore, even if the city owner does not invite this deserving city of ascension to heaven, he must go.

"Zhongsi City, Baiyan City, Lingxi City, Chugong City, Taiping City. Also known as the useless city, the first city, the family tree city, Jiazi City."

Chen Ping'an had already visited the hanging arch city. At that time, a tired lazy man sitting on the steps outside the hall just turned his head to look inside the hall, without any intention of blocking himself.

Yufeng passed through the sky bridge, and there was the bitter woman standing side by side with the antlers. Most of them were the Lingxi City, also known as the first city. It means that the foreign language of the ship is not the first, but what about the night boat?

Qin Zidu said the last four cities, "the next four cities, the last city, the city of scrutiny, the miscellaneous city, and the city of appearance. Another name is the wild city, the city of words, the city of Zhengdu, and the city of sound."

Chen Pingan asked: "How to go to the city gate elsewhere?"

"Just say that in my entry city, just find a bookstore, exchange a customs clearance with an item after an inspection, and then tell the owner to go to Hecheng, and you can pass through unimpeded."

Chen Ping's **** suddenly twisted the last pavilion word to buy a mountain ticket. He stopped the pavilion word on the paper slowly and laughed: "Qin girl only said the way out of the city, this transaction Not fair. What about the origin of the remaining eleven cities?"

Chen Pingan spread his palms, shook it, and then lifted the other hand to buy the mountain voucher, "Hongmao City, Chicken Dog City, White Eye City, Rule City, Chugong City, Lingxi City...Forget it, change this city Make a city of appearance, make a half-fold, a total of six cities."

Qin Zi hesitated, stretched out his palms, and bent his fingers. "At most there are three cities, and it must be the Cock and Dog City, the White Eye City, and the last city. There is no negotiation. I don't believe that Chen Jianxian can hold this moment all the time Sell ​​mountain coupons."

Chicken Dog City and Baiyan City have a good relationship with Entry City. What's more, Liucheng, the dog city, intended to let this person go there as a guest.

And that ridiculous and endless city that is ridiculous everywhere has always had the worst relationship with the entry city. Let this unruly troublemaker just go there and make waves.

Chen Ping'an folded his hands and for no reason changed his voice: "Then the deal was not completed. I have a small problem with Qin girl. Where is Shao Baojuan from the city owner?"

Qin Zi was relieved and said, "It is one of the four cities of appearance."

Chen Pingan looked at the other person's face and asked with a smile: "Is there a Guan Die of the Entry City, and now it may not be possible to go to the City of Look?"

Qin Zi nodded.

Shao Baojuan is the master of a city, and of course he can thank the guests behind closed doors.

Chen Pingan loosed his fingertips to buy the mountain voucher, and the words on both sides dissipated.

But the genuine cyan note paper remained in Chen Ping's hands.

Qin Zi hated and said: "If Chen Jianxian really is the kind of pedantic stereotype that the city owner thinks, it would be fine."

The meaning of her words is, of course, Mr. Chen, who is a smart man, who is not a merchant and a sword immortal.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Because it is not, I can come here step by step, sit here and stop at the pavilion steps, talk politely with Qin girl, and do the business of being kind and wealthy."

Qin Zi was puzzled but didn't think deeply about it. Only if this young sword immortal said eight things.

Chen Pingan got up, walked down the stairs, and turned to look

The plaque said softly: "It's really good to get the name. You can stop for a pavilion in your life.

Qin Zi laughed a lot. Since he liked it so much, why did he still have to do that sale and return the pavilion to the entry city? Passing the passengers to take root here is equivalent to an extra life saver. Du Xiucai and the Qingniu Taoist priests all made their own family business, and compared with the almost real landscape site like the pavilion, there is nothing other than the sky, just listening to mysterious, watching Fancy, it is still far inferior to this pavilion.

He now has only that leaf sycamore in his hands, and he can come here in the future, but one of the pavilions has returned to the original owner.

However, Qin Zi vaguely remembered that when this person was on the main street of the entry city, and heard that his city owner was Li Shilang, there was a glimmer of glance in his eyes.

But the young man soon became a little embarrassed, probably because his practice was smooth in his life, and he has never been so neglected in public? There was a glimmer of sadness in his eyes, but it was fleeting, as if never before. Qin Zidu was so tired of the Mo Ding of that dog city at that time, and was really curious about the passing sword immortal of this item city, so he only saw these inconspicuous details really.

Qin Zi remembered one more thing for no reason. It seemed that when the city owner went to see the blue shirt sword fairy twice, the young foreigner walked side by side with Li Shilang, and he stopped talking several times, but the corner of his eyes kept secretly looking there.

Only when the city owner took out the mountain voucher, the young sword fairy returned to his normal look, and began to buy and sell.

Before the city owner appeared and went to the street, the deputy city owner joked at the time that the young man looked at his temperament calmly, and it should be reasonable to say that he should not be so indifferent. You are not angry with Shiro.

A courtyard is less than three acres, and the land is only one mound, hence the name mustard.

Ning Yao Zhengjian stepped out and came to the gate of the small garden. His eyes were a little harsh and unusual, and he was unreasonable.

She has nothing to do with any entry city or Li Shilang.

But Chen Ping'an does.

Once in the town of her hometown, Ning Yao sat next to the man under those three bright moons. When he was free, he would often pick up some of the books he had collected, mostly literati writings accumulated in his early years. There is a "picture book". Of course Chen Ping did not talk to her about the Green Bull Taoist, but he lay on the head of the city, often took out the painting to lay the moon, and occasionally looked up, and said to Ning Yao that this Li Shilang is really a fairy. Except for one thing you can't learn, other learnings are really fascinating, and they are really amazing. Therefore, on his own bamboo slips, he wrote the "Dating Pro". "Hou Tifeng's princes, drunkenly obsessed with oblivion" is also beautifully written. Li Shilang said that the difference between the academic article and the legendary drama is very good. It turns out that it is similar to the reasoning with people.

Especially Li Shilang doing business is even more unique. It's just that the engraving of books by booksellers in other places is a little bit less powerful. It's a pity that I can't meet this Mr. Li anymore. Otherwise, I really want to ask this Shiro. Is it really so poor and sore? Then when Mr. Li was born, did he really meet a fairy to help fortune telling? Was it really a star landing? Is the ancestral home site too light, and moved to the family ancestral hall to be born smoothly? If Li Shilang is good at talking, he has to ask one more question. After the gentleman’s fortune, he shined on the door lintel, but once he repaired the ancestral hall, maybe he could breed the incense figurine in the two ancestral hall plaques.

Ning Yao couldn't figure it out, how could such a Li Shilang, at the beginning of the city, allow him to chatter about it, as for?

When I arrived at this entry city, I really saw Li Shilang, what about? Do you still want to ask Mr. Li those doubts in the past?

Li Shilang and the old scholar who served as the deputy master of the city walked out of the mustard garden in the scroll.

Li Shilang frowned and asked, "Something?"

Ning Yao nodded: "Something."

Li Shilang smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ning Yao turned his head to look at the old man with white hair and said, "It has nothing to do with the old man. I would like to ask my senior to move away."

The elderly scholar smiled and said: "Okay, it should be so."

Li Shilang immediately reached out and grabbed the sleeve of his old friend. The old scholar waved his sleeve hard and left.

In a flash, Jianguang is everywhere.

So that the entire night cruise ship was broken through a huge hole by a sword light, and the scribe on the mountain sighed, his mind moved slightly, and the ferry was missing.

Fortunately, the existence of this ferry is similar to that of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

This is also one of the fundamentals of the night cruise ship's avenue. And the ferry boat knowledge Chen Ping realized in the entry city is the word "interaction", which is also one of them.

The monk above the futon also opened his eyes, stretched out, and was about to get up. The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "I don't need it yet."

The white-haired old man returned to his place, and he couldn't help but see that the city owner Li Shilang was holding a sparse picture book in his hand.

The old scholar was amazed and jokingly said, "It was a good talk in our entry city to be asked about a sword by a world's first person. So I thought that I wouldn't be willing to step down as deputy city master and be a few hundred more Year is."

And stop over there.

Ning Yao stepped out, returned to this place, collected his sword and returned to the box, said: "That mustard garden, I have seen it, nothing good."

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile and rubbed his cheeks with both hands, inevitably with some regrets, "This is so."

Then Chen Ping'an will pick up that sycamore leaf and take Ning Yao to the city inn. I only hope that Xiaomi will not learn from Pei Qian of the year and kowtow when he meets.

Ning Yao suddenly said: "Don't say goodbye to Jasper girl?"

Chen Pingan was dumb.

Qin Zi squeezed a smiley face and shivered: "No."

In the hands of Chen Ping'an, the phoenix leaf shined, and Ning Yao arrived at the gate of the city and walked towards the inn in the city.

There is no night ban in the entry city, but compared to the hustle and bustle of the street during the day, it is still slightly deserted. There are no stalls on the street, all the shops are closed, there are only a few restaurants, and there are lights and noise.

Ning Yao was silent for a moment and said, "I shouldn't have done the sword."

Chen Pingan took her hand and said, "There is nothing to deserve."

Ning Yaowang looked to both sides of the street, "This is the city of learning items that can sell money?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "Very well, it is Li Shilang."

At the gate of the inn, Pei Qian and Xiao Mi Jing waited at the door.

The Xiaomi grain, who had been pretending to be calm, suddenly became anxious, a woman with a smiley face that was stretched too long, and a little too hard, and looked at the woman next to the good man Mountain Master, pulling Pei Qian's sleeve with his hand and stomping his foot. The smile did not change at all, and quickly hurriedly said: "Pei Qian Pei Qian, otherwise I will kowtow, otherwise I always feel that the number of gifts is not enough."

Pei Qian raised his heels and beckoned far away with his master and sister, and whispered: "I really don't need it."

Xiaomi grain couldn't stretch the smiling face anymore and said bitterly, "I really don't need it?"

Pei Qian rubbed the head of the little girl in black and said softly: "It's really not necessary. When Cao Qingqing and Jing Qing are by their side, you will see the maid and then make up."

The little girl scratched her face and remembered.

Ning Yao shook his wrist, and Chen Ping'an had to let go.

Arriving at the inn, Ning Yaoxian nodded with Pei Qian, and Pei Qian laughed and shouted Madam.

Ning Yao stooped and rubbed Xiaomi grain's head and smiled: "In my hometown, everyone knows dumb lake wine, which can make many sword immortals drink speechless, and can only continue to drink."

Xiaomi Grain nodded vigorously, then took a step back, quickly reached into the sleeve with one hand, and finally reached out a large handful of melon seeds, raised high above his head, put his hands up, shouted: "Mrs. Mountain, please take melon seeds!"

Ning Yao was a little surprised.

Chen Pingan resisted laughing.

Inside the 100,000 mountains, at the top of the mountain, there is a fourteen realms and an ascending realm, and the result is only a hut. It is estimated that it is only the dwelling place of the old blind man. It is probably the land of monasticism. If you recognize half of the master disciples of Kaishan, you must have a place to stay.

It’s really not that Li Huai doesn’t live a hard life, but he walks a lot in the rivers and lakes, especially when he walks around Pei Qian. He has heard more and more tricks in the rivers and lakes, and he has also seen the mountain warrior-style begging for life. It’s easy, how to look like I’ve fallen into a crooked scammer’s den. Seeing that the old man in yellow clothes has legs and legs, in order to build a new hut, running around, chopping wood and wood, it is said that he is still a magnificent monk Who believes in these activities? Anyway, Li Huai did not believe it.

At that time, only Li Huai Xin was mournful, and it inevitably distressed the hardworking and hardworking of this senior old man of Longshan, and... living in no fixed place, Li Huai said that the new cottage would get two rooms. Let’s live together, and he can take it. Handle, build a house together, anyway, it can be sheltered from the wind and rain.

As a result, when the old man in yellow dress heard Li Huai's help, he started a fight on the road. The old man was righteous, and he refused to live or die. He said that the young master was a golden body. How could he touch these hands to make a living. He also said that he dare to live with the young master, it will only disturb the young master's reading, and the fence is actually quite cool.

So when the old man was busy with work, Li Huai squatted aside and talked a little bit, only to know that this senior senior, Feishengjing, whose name was Longshan Gong, and his temporary name, was actually lingering in Haoran for more than ten years. Ask him a few words. Li Huai couldn't help but ask what his senior figure was? The old man almost didn't shed ten pounds of bitter tears on the spot when drinking wine, bowed his head and chopped wood, and looked lonely like a lonely mountain.

It turned out that this old man in yellow, although the nickname is Longshan Gong, was actually in the wilderness world earlier. There were countless incarnations and many aliases. Taoting, Hejun, Gengyun, and today's couple... It sounds very elegant. .

But every time Li Huai did not know what the old senior said wrongly, he would somehow sound a series of firecrackers, and then was forced to show the original shape, rolling all over the ground, or he would be kicked out of the mountain by the half old master blind man. It was so ups and downs, it was hard to wait until the hut was built, really only Li Huai's residence, because the opposite house became Li Huai's study, Li Huai glanced at those headache books, the old man asked him for his lack What book, can help to find supplements, and then rare rare books, as long as there are in the wild world, then there is no problem. At that time, Li Huai felt that this old predecessor was inseparable, and there was a reason. Does Li Huai look like a piece of material?

Today, in that book house, I took a pseudonym named "Wu Fengshi". I moved a chair and sat at the door today. I didn’t dare to disturb my young master as a sage, and remained silent for a long time. Seeing that Li Huai put down his book. , Rubbing his eyebrows, the old man sincerely admired: "The younger master is not young, his mood is really stable, and it is naturally strange. Unlike me, these thousands of years old, really live to the dog."

As for why the name Wu Fengshi was named, it was of course a good sign for Geely. I hope that there will be an uncle Li Huai, he will be able to get some light and run with the times.

Li Huai put down the book and honestly said, "I don't take it seriously for any apprenticeship or apprenticeship. No matter why the old blind man is willing to accept the apprentice, I am not the same me. If I let him down, I'm sorry, I can still How. I am certainly happy without letting him down. Half of Master’s old blind man doesn’t have to thank me anyway. He’s half a master and apprentice. What a polite."

One word at a time, I heard the old man in the yellow clothes trembling with fear. Uncle Li Huai was mostly okay. He kept it safe for himself.

The old man felt he had to do something, quickly stood up, shook his sleeves, and dropped a lot of objects on the desk.

Cong Gui of Guanghan Youshan, cutting the strips, picking the flaming fire essence, and turning it into a pen stand.

An unfolded cursive copybook with a poem on it, with a drawing in the middle, painted with a coral pen holder. The old man twisted the coral pen holder with two fingers, and even twisted it out, it rested so gently on the table.

There is also an old dragon Yokonuma Inkstone, the inscription is not small: raising jade bones, Qianqiu things, the master blames out the light.

There is also a jade lotus pond with a clear and clean brush, and the style is "tender Taoist". The pen is gentle and slender.

Li Huai wondered: "What do seniors do?"

Li Huai still can roughly see the quality of the things on the table.

Only in this way, Li Huai was more and more miserable in his heart, and there was no end to it. I came here to swim in the mountains and water. For the seniors, you are so tired that you have to pretend to look like a book every day. Can't paint?

The old man in yellow also flattered and said: "Master is the seed of reading that hasn't been encountered for thousands of years. This meeting ceremony is no respect, no respect."

It's hard to imagine that this is a famous ascension monster in the wild world.

He was very familiar with the former throne demon, the empress lady, and the yellow luan who had turned over again as a buddy, and the old deaf child.

The little girl in Jincuicheng has a lot of stories with him.

Even Dong Laoer, who was in the Jianqi Great Wall, was chased and bitten by it when he traveled wildly.

Not to mention A Liang, as long as he passed 100,000 mountains every time on this dog day, the old blind man let him let go.

So his most famous pseudonym is that Taoting.

Tao Ting in the wild world, Gu Qingsong in the vast world.

These two are famous in all parts of the world.

After losing his hands, the old blind man walked into the hut, stood at the door of the house, glanced at the objects on the table, and frowned at the watchdog: "The bells and whistles, the streets are full of bones, do you want to die?"

Hearing the old man in yellow dress trembling his eyelids, sincerely, sincerely asking for success, but loyal

Liver red gallbladder, a pair of warm-hearted heart, was poured through the head with cold water.

Li Huai got up and helped the seniors to make a siege, and asked with a smile: "I don't have a name, can't I really call you old blind every day?"

The old blind man smiled and said: "The old blind man is not too good, just call it."

Li Huai thumbs up and said, "I'm getting more and more appetite! It's more than half a master!"

The old man in the yellow dress glanced at the old face and laughed at the old blind man with a flower, and then looked at Li Huai who was still dead, and finally thought about his gloomy scene. I always felt that this day was really impossible. pass.

On this day, on the top of the mountain, there was rare fireworks, and finally a large pot of stew was placed on the table, which was hot and fragrant.

At first, Li Huai was not satisfied, and it was not easy to use chopsticks, but when he watched the old blind man take the first chopsticks, and the old man in yellow clothes used the chopsticks to be unambiguous, Li Huai followed you.

The old blind man glanced obliquely, and the old man in yellow immediately took the bowl away from the table. Li Huai stepped on the bench with one leg and sandwiched a large amount of chopsticks with dog meat into the bowl. He shot the table and said angrily: "Well, old blind you Do you still want to talk about your loyalty?!"

Li Huai smiled at the old senior again and helped to support the waist: "Don't get up, let's sit and eat, don't care about the old blind man, they are all a family. This day, who will show the prestige?"

After all, eating others' mouths is soft.

Of course, it's not really what kind of dog meat was stolen from the old man in yellow clothes. Among these 100,000 mountains, there are still some treasures. Otherwise, Li Huai didn't dare to chopsticks in the second half, so panic.

The old man in yellow thought for a while and thought that it would be safer to go to the door by himself instead of the bowl. It would be eye-catching. He could eat a full bowl anyway. I never thought the old blind man sneered: "If you don't eat the meat on the table, go to the door and go to the ground. Eat shit?"

For a time, the old man in the yellow dress was sad and happy. He had to bow his head to eat meat silently. Hey, it seemed that the taste was not bad. It was so salty and suitable. The craftsmanship of Li Huai is so good.

The old blind man didn't have much chopsticks, chewed slowly, and suddenly said: "Li Huai went home this time, you will follow. The weight is serious, he weighs himself, he has done it, and the old account is turned."

As for what will happen if they fail to do well, the old blind man is too lazy to say.

The old man in yellow nodded vigorously, seeing that Li Huai pinched a chopstick to the old blind man sitting on the throne, and he learned something like that.

Suddenly found that mixing with Uncle Li was pretty good. Isn't this all equal to the old blind man eating a pot of meat, right?

It was just that the old man with yellow eyes who had excellent eyesight discovered that Li Huai's boy gave chopsticks to the old blind man every time.

The young man smiled on his face, and there was something nonsense on his mouth, but it was still not old enough, because his eyes did not hide his words.

At the canopy of Middle-earth Shenzhou, a mustard-sized figure suddenly appeared and fell straight.

During the fall, the man spread his hands and kept spinning.

Falling to the ground, bowing down.

Put your fingers together, hold your forehead, and spread your palms backwards.

As for outsiders, this posture is chic and not chic, hard to say.

Anyway, he thought about the way he played out for a long time.

But this **** thing is on the square of the Chinese Temple of Literature.

A Confucian temple priest sage only glanced at the eyes and chose to turn a blind eye, letting nearby gentlemen and sages ignore this person, and don't go to the near side.

Only an old showman fart and fart left Kung Tak Lam, appeared here, very supportive, turned his head, covered his face with one hand, waved and said: "Where come the handsome boy, hurry up, take your Qiyu Xuanang, Long Xianghubu."

The man was aggrieved, shouting Lao Xiucai, and the two walked quickly towards each other. The two sides shook hands, and Lao Xiucai was booed and shook hard.

The man said with emotion: "One of the tens of thousands of people shook hands and made my sleeves smell good for three years."

Fighting poetry? The old show is really not long memory, and found the wrong opponent.

Lao Xiu's eyes brightened, and he lowered his voice: "I haven't heard it before. Where did I copy it? Borrow me?"

The man said with a blushing face: "Cool work, temporary intention, sentimental, take it, what kind of brothers are polite."

Whoever borrows it or not, suffers scolding together.

The two hugged each other, only to have no posture of a pair of brothers and brothers who would have a headache and cry.

It was only after Laoxiu beat the guy's back that he said strangely: "Brother Aliang, the tendon of this body is stronger than before."

The scruffy man with a stubborn face wailed: "Lao Xiu Cai, Lao Xiu Cai, wanting to die you, the little brother almost burped, let alone remove that turtle shell, these days are still bitter. , As soon as you mention this, you can’t help the fierce man cry."

Lao Xiucai beats the man's back harder, "It's hard, our brothers are hard, it's not easy, it's not easy for good brothers!"

A Liang asked while coughing: "Lao Xiucai, why do you look thin and heavy, but heavier? Could it be because of your chest and heart?"

Lao Xiu only let go of his hand and complained: "Say some embarrassing truth."

Aliang spit and squeezed her hair, but she didn't have much hair. Finally, she gave him a small bun.

In fact, it is no wonder that he doesn't like to come here, there is no girl.

As a well-deserved descendant of the four surnames of the Holy Family, he took the initiative to come here for a very few times.

In addition, each time, he was either picked up to stand up and reason with others, or was called to apologize to others.

Only Lao Xiu was not idle again and again, and certainly the first one jumped out, standing on the other side deliberately, as if no one had been wronged by Tianda, Lao Xiu had the loudest voice and the most fierce shouting, but he was instigating the fire, or Yin-Yang strange qi talked to the opposite party, or he talked cruelly, saying that this guy was hacked to death, and imprisoned in Kung Tak Lam for enough years.

Anyway, after all, Liang was used to it. As long as he saw the veteran show, he just kept a sincere face and bowed his head to admit that he was anxious. But in the years before Lao Xiu didn’t become a priest, A Liang Ke would never be so good at talking, and even often would not bother to invite people from the Confucian Temple, even if the Yasheng personally took him to the Confucian Temple for accountability At most, it's silent and love.

There is no need for Aliang to apologize to anyone today. Lao Xiu seems to be idle and uncomfortable, sighing, and then wondering: "Why didn't you come so late, did you return to Haoran? Wandering over Liuxiazhou What?"

A Liang pointed to the top of his head and said helplessly: "Somehow grow some hair, otherwise I dare to go, it will only make the girls look at the pity. This is not the first to Liuxiazhou, I thought to find Sister Onion Qian to tell the old Well, I never thought that she was not at home. I heard that I went to the site of Yulongzong's site, but I haven't returned home for years. I asked Sister Onion Qian's disciple to help Feijian to send a letter. Be concise, just two words, and wait! Lao Xiu only listens to you, is it very sincere?"

Lao Xiu only stomped his feet, helping A Liang to grieve with pain: "Then you are waiting."

Aliang laughed and said: "Wait, wait, I'm afraid of a meeting, the younger won't win the wedding, and Sister Onion will be unable to hold it."

Lao Xiu laughed with him.

Aliang suddenly fell silent, looking at this skinny old man who was never tall.

Lao Xiucai can't go anywhere now.

Compared with the self-prison Kung Tak Lam, it was different.

The two walked together to the steps in front of the Confucian Temple and sat down together.

A Liang said some anecdotes on the road when he came, and said that in a restaurant in Liuxiazhou, he was only studying in the old restaurant, he didn’t pay for his meals and drinks, and he didn’t pay the debts. . To leave an ink treasure, help inscribe the plaque. After the pen and ink waited, the words he wrote were so full of spirit that they were harder than the city head lettering. It was just that the shopkeeper did not know the goods, even the food and wine, and the paper money, together to discuss I had to owe it first.

He also said that at a fairy ferry with colorful dresses and many embroidered shoes, it happened that he heard a bunch of people talking about himself, and he was a little embarrassed, especially the two little girls, their In beautiful eyes, it seems to be filled with two sayings of Aliang and his brother, who teaches people to be drunk after drinking fine wine, and he, the old show, you are the most clear, and the most unacceptable for others to boast about themselves, just After getting into the front of the shirt, he walked over with an empty wine bowl, and came to them with a sincere truth, saying that the fourteen realm sword repairs are really nothing, not very interesting...

As a result, I praised the bald man, and said that his mother didn’t simply say that the second child is not really invincible?

Since all the words were spoken to the other party, he had to sit there for a while, and listened to the alcoholic guests chatting a few words. The two sides had a very good conversation. He was busy with his brother and brother, and he rubbed some wine and vegetables. I can’t stop the girls’ admiration, worrying about and incurring unnecessary love debts. After putting down the wine bowls, I left the restaurant, and stopped very carefully. I looked up at the sunset, and then I was more knowledgeable. Striding, walking alone in that street, can only leave a lonely back that breaks the heart of the woman, and... that wine debt that I accidentally forgot?

Lao Xiu gently patted the knees of the man next to him, and exclaimed: "Yes, the style is still the same, and there is no discount."

Aliang laughed.

The sloppy man with little hair talked a lot about traveling with Lao Xiu.

He said that he had gone to heaven and met Lao Yu, who was struggling to join the galaxy there, not to talk about the fourteen realms, so as not to be sad and hurt for Lao Er, who was older and qualified. .

It is only said that he has always been jealous of all the friends around him, why do they have such a handsome, handsome and suave friend, but I am not? After Lao'er heard it, he hadn't spoken for a long time, probably it's called guilt and guilt.

It's just that Lao Er finally said something, quite like a scholar.

It is said that what makes an old man miss his heart is his hometown, his hometown, and even his childhood and youth.

A Liangwei did not say that he was at the last stop of Liuxiazhou.

It was a mass grave in the wilderness of the wilderness, let alone the spirit of heaven and earth, it was almost no more, the man sat cross-legged, his hands clenched his fists, lightly pressed his knees, did not speak, nor drank, just a person Sitting down and dozing until dawn, the sun rises and the sky is bright before opening your eyes, as if it is a new day.

No matter what Aliang said.

Lao Xiu only sat aside and listened carefully, as if it had never been so. As long as others were talking, no matter what they said was reasonable or unreasonable, big or small, interesting and boring, the old man was like this, with a serious look and excellent patience. , Lao Xiu said his own words.

Maybe only such an old man can teach such a disciple, the first apprentice Cui Ying, right and left, Qi Jingchun, Jun Qian, and the close disciple Chen Ping'an.

A Liang asked softly, "The nerd left and right, hasn't returned from heaven yet?"

Lao Xiu only hummed.

In that fist, foot and sword can be at will.

Around the two people facing each other in the air, the bright spots are all distant stars.

A little girl with a claw braid carrying her own half-wrist in her hand, glaring at the man while fiddling with the wound: "Is that enough?! Do I have to stop me from going to the wild world?! Believe me or not. Just crash into Nanpo Suozhou or Tongyezhou, let your poor gentleman finish playing?!"

In a blue shirt, with no expression on his face, he held a sword in one hand, and his sword spirit was unrestrained. "Please go."

Finally, sloppy slender wrists were borrowed, Xiao Xiao shook his arms, and smiled brightly: "Then don't go to your husband's trouble, I will change the place, go to the Luoping Mountain in that Aquarius, pay a visit Let’s take a look at our hidden officer?!"

Left and right swords handed out.

In a ferry crossing in a wild world, the Mojia Juzi, who guarded Nanpo Suozhou together with the mellow Chen Chunan, was here alone, building the city by one person and guarding the city by one person, without delay.

A burly man with a little monster around, returned to the ruins from the sea to the wild world, and then traveled to this point, deliberately bypassing the hillside forces along the way, only looking at the mountains and rivers.

Liu Sixteen looked up at the strange city that "grown by itself".

The little monster who was a self-styled whirlwind king on the side, looked like a child, carrying a big package, but it was not how the master around him asked, all of them were belongings that the little monster could not lose, and then stood on the edge of the ferry tremblingly, little Voice said: "Master, it's better to say one more thing than one less, it seems that we have to detour."

The little monster couldn't help complaining: "Walk around, Master, when is it a head?"

Liu Sixteen said with a smile: "I wanted to take you to see your little uncle, but this is not possible at this moment, it seems that I have to walk a lot more."

The little monster groaned, "Frustration. It's good to be able to see Uncle Xiao earlier."

Liu Sixteen nodded with a smile, "After the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Master will find it easier to find a ferry boat."

The little monster said, "Master, I don't have any fairy money!"

Liu Sixteen rubbed the little guy's head, "Being virtuous with your uncle teacher, the big things are unambiguous, that is, the small things are deducted and searched."

The little monster suddenly felt a little nervous, and said in a small voice: "Master, I am a little monster. Uncle Xiao is the great hermit of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Will you despise me?"

Liu Sixteen smiled: "No. He is your little uncle."

The little monster hesitated. "What about Master Uncle? Master Qi? I really can't see it?"

Liu Xuan yelled, "There is no way."