Sword comes

Chen Ping opened the door and entered.

There is no one in the house.

Without the whining and complaining old woman, she would naturally lose her scolding, sharp mouth, and stinky tofu heart.Without the seemingly simple and honest woman who could steal books, the way she looked at her son was always full of pride.There is no old man with a stinky chess basket, nor a man who carries a burden to try his luck. Every time he goes out early in the morning, he will tiptoe, probably because he is afraid of disturbing his son who is going to school.

Chen Ping stood in the yard for a while, then returned to his room, and put the Long Qi Sword back into the scabbard on the table. The book on the table was gone.Chen Pingan squatted on the ground, stretched out his palms to stick to the ground, closed his eyes, and tried to find some clues. Feijian Fifteen swished out of the Yangjian gourd, stuck to the ground, and spun rapidly. Finally, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground and pointed one place.

Chen Pingan immediately began to dig the ground with his hands. With his current martial arts realm, his five fingers can be called cutting iron like mud.

Fighting with Zhongqiu on the street, one of the five realms, and then fighting with Ding Ying, these two whetstones are used to sharpen martial arts. , must be too strong, especially with Ding Ying from the city head to Guniu Mountain. This kind of life-and-death battle involves the foundation of martial arts and the "world" martial arts. I will also appreciate it. If you want to say a word, a pure martial artist in the eighth or ninth realm may not be able to play that kind of momentum.

A moment later, a large pit was dug out, which was nearly as tall as a person. Chen Pingan held the dying lotus figurine in both hands, jumped out of the pit, carefully placed it on the table, and took off the golden robe on his body first. Wrapped into a ball, like a small grass nest, put the small thing in the robe.

After that, he quickly took out a Grain Rain coin from the square inch object. Compared with the Xiaoxue coin with weak aura, you can vaguely feel the aura flowing like water when you touch it with your hands. The Grain Rain coin contains the most aura and is frozen like ice. A fairy coin on the mountain was held in the palm of his hand, and with a sudden grip, Gu Yu's coin was crushed in his hand, and Chen Ping'an let it go slightly, and sprinkled it on the little lotus figure.

As for this Grain Rain coin, how many eccentric spirits can be purchased in the Xianjia shop, how many elves that are rarely seen in princely homes and wealthy families, Chen Ping'an is no longer a fledgling young child in the rivers and lakes, not the mud legs of the mud bottle alley He is an apprentice kiln worker, so he knows everything.

Chen Pingan knows this world more and more.

Lizhu Cave, Great Li Dynasty, Aquarius Continent, Sword Qi Great Wall, Tongye Continent, Ouhua Blessed Land.

Chen Pingan carefully observed the little lotus figure, and the aura flowed through his body like a spring, like slowly seeping into a dry and cracked field.

Chen Pingan was slightly relieved, as long as he could still absorb spiritual energy, it meant that it could be redeemed.Stretching out his thumb, he gently stroked the little guy's plain forehead.

After the little lotus figure was settled and the hole was refilled, Chen Pingan walked out of the house, sat on a small bench under the eaves, picked a gourd of wine, swayed it, and did not drink.

After taking off the golden robe, Chen Pingan exuded a strong smell of blood, fighting to the death with Ding Ying, it can be said to be utterly hurt, because of this, so much spiritual energy was poured into Chen Pingan like sea water, taking advantage of it, a large amount of it poured into Chen Pingan. At this time, the auras are entrenched in the caves, like a separatist force in a feudal town. Because it does not involve the walking path of the pure qi of a martial artist before, these Qifu cities are like a place outside the pass. The land has formed a pattern of "fan towns" living in one corner, but many are scattered and not connected together, so it is not a climate.

Chen Pingan didn't know whether this was good or bad, but there was really no way to solve it for the time being.

How to build the Longevity Bridge and leave this world is a top priority.

This Taoist temple is not a real Taoist temple, but wherever the old Taoist walks in the world, the Taoist temple is there, which makes Chen Pingan dumbfounded.

On the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the boss sword fairy who practiced Mao Mao, why didn't he mention it earlier?

But when I think about it, when I entered the capital of Nanyuan, it was a very different feeling to just calm down and wander around after being distracted all day long. It seems to be idle, but it reminds Chen Pingan of his apprenticeship in the early years. The money he earned in the dragon kiln is not enough to make people spend a lot of money, but he is able to support himself and will not starve to death. Going into the mountains to dig soil is probably the same mood. Even if the wind is windy, the road is difficult, and the mountain roads are difficult, I will be exhausted every day, but my heart is not tired, and I can fall asleep.

Since Chen Ping left Longquan for the first time, escorted Li Baoping and the others to study in the Sui Dynasty, and then broke into this world inexplicably.

sleep soundly

Chen Pingan would get up every now and then, and go to the house to check on the situation of Little Lianhua. Although the progress was slow, he was recovering little by little in a good direction, so he was completely relieved.

Those life and death that are close at hand can't be settled with alcohol, because there is always a time when a person sobers up.

You can rest assured inside the house, but outside the house

Chen Pingan bent over and sat on the small bench, waiting for the child named Cao Qinglang to come home.

From now on, the house in this nameless alley will be no different from the small house in Niping Lane back then.

Chen Pingan stood up. In the twilight, a child was walking in the alley with the courtyard door open. When he saw Chen Pingan, he looked numb and lowered his head. Cao Qinglang walked into his room silently and indifferently.

Chen Pingan hesitated to speak, but finally said nothing, and sat back on the bench until late at night.In the summer season, even at night, the breeze blowing on the face is still not very cool. When Chen Ping'an visited Xiaolian, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a poorly made cattail fan, and walked out of the house with it.

In the middle of the night, the sound of the watchman knocking on the watch came from afar.

Cao Qinglang walked out of the room and sat next to Chen Pingan with a small bench.

Chen Ping handed over the cattail fan, Cao Qinglang hesitated for a moment, but took it anyway.

After a moment of silence, Chen Pingan said softly, "I'm sorry."

From the beginning to the end, the child didn't say anything, didn't blame Chen Pingan, and didn't say no to blame, just bowed his head and whimpered.

The next day, Cao Qinglang got up very late, and there was no sound of reading in the morning, so Chen Pingan went to the school, trying to help Cao Qinglang say hello to the school, but there were very few passers-by along the way. The school was closed, and the door was closed, and I didn't even see the face of the teacher.

However, Chen Pingan found that no spy from Nanyuan Kingdom appeared nearby.

Presumably it should be the meaning of the national teacher Zhongqiu.

In the next two days, people kept sneaking away from the neighborhood, and the brothel and wine shop on the other side of Zhuangyuan Lane became quiet overnight.

In the evening of this day, Chen Pingan sat on a street corner with a bench. If it had been in the past, there would have been a chess stand here, two stinky chess baskets fighting in the dark, and countless stinky chess baskets beside them were making faint moves.

The main street is still criss-crossed with ravines and broken walls, which is unsightly.

Chen Ping stood up, and it turned out that Zhong Qiu had come.

Zhong Qiu and Chen Pingan walked along the street. Zhong Qiu looked tired and smiled and said: "The city of the capital has been secretly martial law, and all gossip has been controlled. His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness are very curious about you. , I want to see you, but I dissuade you from coming down. But if you want, you can enter the palace at any time, or go to my residence to relax."

Chen Pingan nodded in agreement.

Zhong Qiu wore a green shirt, and his temples were slightly white. In just a few days, he had become a bit old-fashioned. It can be seen that the national teacher is not in a relaxed mood at the moment. He continued: "Yu Zhenyi is at the site of Guniu Mountain. I built a small hut, and I want to concentrate on practicing there. His Majesty made a request that unless Yu Zhenyi moved the Hushan faction into the territory of Nanyuan Kingdom, he would use force to expel Yu Zhenyi. Yu Zhenyi ignored it. I hope His Majesty can Wait a little longer, but His Majesty has not agreed, and has already mobilized troops, and soon there will be more than [-] elite troops surrounding Guniu Mountain."

Chen Pingan thought for a while and asked, "That Jingxinzhai Fan Guaner?"

Zhong Qiu first told Chen Ping'an a rough biography of Fan Guan'er, and then said helplessly: "I guess His Majesty must have met her in private before he made this determination and move, thinking that as long as she is in charge, and the Beijing Normal University stranded General Jin Tang Tieyi, of course, plus me, Zhongqiu, the situation can't be much worse."

Speaking of this, Zhong Qiu stood on the edge of a ravine, where Chen Pingan used his pinnacle fist to fight against the dragon, passed by against the wind, and knocked him into the air with one punch. He smiled, "Your Majesty has said many times Test me, ask your heart and origin, I am neither good to deceive His Majesty, nor to drag you into these secular grievances, I just say that you will neither support Nanyuan Kingdom, but you will not help Yu Zhenyi, Xianyun Yehe, Only in the depths of the clouds, you will not be with chickens and dogs, let alone compete with them for food."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists in thanks.

Zhong Qiu waved his hand, "If it were me, I would only be more upset than you."

Chen Pingan took off the wine gourd and took a sip of the wine.

Zhong Qiu thought of something, "I personally dealt with the tragedy of the family you live in. The imperial court has caught many remnants of the Demon Cult. It is certain that Ding Ying ordered the murder, probably to make the Chunchao Palace Zhou Shi, the hairpin man, wants him to fight you early, so he can't stay out of the matter, so that Lu Fang and Zhou Fei can be pulled out naturally. And through Cao Qinglang's confession at the Yamen, I learned that the reason why Ding Ying was like this, and you It doesn't matter much, because Ding Ying mistakenly believed that Cao Qinglang was related to Jingxinzhai Tong Qingqing."

Chen Pingan hummed.

Chen Ping suddenly asked, "Where is this place?"

Zhong Qiu froze for a moment, his face full of doubts.

Chen Ping pointed to the long breath behind him, and explained: "I carried this sword on my back and bumped into it by mistake. I went around and searched for a long time, but I didn't know that I was already in it."

Zhong Qiu smiled and introduced some historical records about Ouhua Blessed Land and Banished Immortals.

Only then did Chen Pingan understand.

The old Taoist only said half of what he said at the time. The Taoist Temple does not exist, but in fact, it can be said that the whole Ouhua Blessed Land is the old Taoist's "land of Taoism".

At first, Chen Pingan noticed something was wrong. He discovered that there were actually two Northern Jin kingdoms within one continent. You must know that the little lotus figure was found in the Northern Jin temple. At first, Chen Pingan thought it might be Tongyezhou and Aquarius Island has a different climate, and I went to Zhuangyuan Lane Bookstore to read a lot of barnyard official and unofficial histories and literati's writings. The result became more and more strange, and I still didn't give up. Only through the official history can the specific position of Nanyuan Kingdom in Tongyezhou be determined, and it is still surrounded by clouds and fog, and there are only the history of the four countries in the book.

Later, the Baihe Temple scandal was exposed, and the four great masters of Guniu Mountain gathered together. Chen Pingan felt that it was unbelievable that they all liked to use the word "world". Dong Qingqing is the most beautiful woman in the world, etc., too many to list.

Later that night in Baihe Temple, Ding Ying and Zhou Shiya'er sneaked into the main hall together, looking for the golden body of Arhat.

Before that, because Chen Pingan had a Qi trainer like the old monk of Xinxiang Temple by his side, and not long after entering the capital, he soon met the blue dress that liked to dance under the moonlight.So Chen Ping didn't think too deeply, and just regarded it as a "lawless place" with a blocked environment, just like the Shushui Kingdom of Aquarius Island where the old sword master Song Yushao lived, and the warriors were strong.

Thinking about it carefully now, Chen Ping'an felt terrified and chilled.

It was like looking at the well at the beginning.

Although he knew that he was in the Ouhua Blessed Land, how and when to enter, Chen Pingan was still puzzled.

As long as the old Taoist doesn't show up for a day, Chen Pingan will never know the answer.

As a teacher of the state, Zhong Qiu, after a great war, the situation in the world has become cloudy and treacherous, and there are countless things that need to be decided by him. I came to visit Chen Pingan today. Relax and take a breath.So after talking about what should be talked about, Zhongqiu said goodbye and left.

When parting, Chen Pingan apologized: "I can't leave Ouhua Paradise for the time being."

Zhong Qiu said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, anyway, you, Chen Pingan, don't look like an exile."

After Zhong Qiu left, he walked alone on Qing Leng Street with a gloomy expression.

If the first exiled immortal he and Yu Zhenyi met back then was Chen Pingan, would it be a different ending now?

Chen Pingan picked up the small bench and walked into the dark alley.

Chen Pingan suddenly narrowed his eyes.

A skinny little girl stood outside the courtyard gate.

She took a step back subconsciously, raised her head, and looked at the guy's face carefully. She had prepared a lot of words, but she dared not say a word.

Chen Pingan asked: "Where are those books?"

The little girl blinked her eyes and shook her head vigorously, "I don't know."

As if she was afraid that Chen Pingan would not believe it, she said with aggrieved face: "A few days ago you fought so hard with those bad guys, and at that time a man and a woman walked out of the alley on the street, how dare I go back to the alley, I have always been old Sit honestly on the bench, and I won't see you later, and I won't be able to wait for you, I was afraid that the bad guys would find me, so I ran away quickly."

Chen Ping waved her hand, indicating that she could go, and did not want to see this scheming little girl again.

The little girl said pitifully: "Please, let me finish my meal before leaving."

It turned out to be the smell of rice.

Chen Pingan ignored her, and locked the courtyard door after entering. It was actually Cao Qinglang who cooked a dinner. The child was smart and filial. Although he had never cooked himself before, he saw his mother cooking a lot. When he cooks by himself, the food will not be delicious, but it can be eaten.

For the past two days, Cao Qinglang has been cooking for herself.

Chen Pingan never joined in. It was often Cao Qinglang who went to the kitchen and left the yard voluntarily, and it was the same today.

In the past, when going back, the child must have had a good meal, cleaned up the table, and went back to his own room to stay. Occasionally, Cao Qinglang would come out to sit for a while to cool off at night.But today was different. Cao Qinglang was sitting at the table, eating very slowly, and there was an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks on the opposite side of his table.

Chen Pingan walked into the room gently, sat down, chewed slowly, and did not make any sound.

There was a splash in the yard.

The skinny little girl stood up, patted the dust off her body, tiptoed to the outside of the house, did not dare to go in, just squatted there, stretched her neck, and looked at the food on the table.

Cao Qinglang thought about it, and went to the kitchen to serve her a bowl of rice, walked up to her, and handed her the bowl and chopsticks together, "Let's eat together."

Chen Pingan put down the bowl and chopsticks and looked at her.

She was about to cry, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and remained motionless.

Cao Qinglang said helplessly, "It's okay, let's eat."

She still stared at Chen Pingan intently, but Chen Pingan picked up the bowl and chopsticks, not wanting to look at her.

Only then did she start to lower her head to pick up the rice, and occasionally put her chopsticks on the plate, like a thief.

The three of them finished eating at about the same time, Cao Qinglang got up to clean up the dining table, the little girl glanced at Chen Pingan, and pretended to help Cao Qinglang clean up.

Two people of the same age returned to the kitchen together with dishes and dishes. She glanced at the yard and saw that the guy was not there, so she complained in a low voice, "There is no oil or water, and it's still so salty. Do you really know how to cook?" I'm alone, can I have something to do?"

Cao Qinglang was dumbfounded, seeing her relentless appearance, he had no choice but to say: "I will pay attention next time."

As a result, Chen Pingan suddenly appeared at the door of the kitchen, and the skinny little girl shut up immediately. Just as she was about to turn her head and deny it, she pretended not to see Chen Pingan, but she had already seen him beckoning and her eyes were sharp.

She had no choice but to go out with her head drooping, and Chen Pingan pulled her collar, holding her like a chicken, opened the door with one hand, and put her outside with the other. Before closing the door, she said, "If you dare to climb over the wall again, I will throw you directly to the capital." go outside."

That night, Chen Pingan kept his eyes closed to rest his mind. Not long after Cao Qinglang came out to enjoy the cool air, he heard coughing outside the courtyard gate.

He went to open the door and saw her squatting on the ground, with her head up, arms crossed, smiling and said: "Don't worry about me, it's cooler in the alley outside."

Cao Qinglang scratched his head with both hands, he was really afraid of this guy.

Chen Pingan raised his head and frowned. On a roof in the distance, the moonlight was bright and clear. There was a man with a knife hanging in a black robe. Ping An didn't speak, he tiptoed and drifted towards Chen Pingan's house.

Taking advantage of Cao Qinglang's still outside the door, Chen Ping threw out a fist, completely natural.

Tang Tieyi, the majestic general of the Northern Jin Kingdom, was hit in the chest by a silent fist, and flew backwards, falling back to the original place on the roof.

The strength of the fist was so strong that it was at its peak. Tang Tieyi himself was one of the few great masters in the world. He was not injured, but he was extremely embarrassed.

But instead of becoming angry, Tang Tieyi smiled apologetically at Chen Pingan, as if he was saying how annoying he was, and felt guilty for coming uninvited.

For this person, Chen Pingan didn't have a deep impression, and he didn't want to have too much contact with him.

Chen Pingan thought for a while, and told Cao Qinglang not to wait for him to come back, and walked out of the alley to Zhuangyuan Lane.

It just so happened that there was no wine in the Yangjian gourd, so it's good to go out for a while.

In the middle of the night, in a deserted restaurant on the other side of Zhuangyuan Lane, colorful lights were still hanging high, and there was only one table of guests.

It is considered a family dinner, because the cooks are all brought from home by the guests themselves.

Three men and three women.

Not only this restaurant, but also the entire Zhuangyuan Lane are heavily guarded. Except for the armored soldiers, there are many anonymous masters sitting in the guard. Unless it is the top ten masters, I am afraid that anyone who wants to assassinate , even these people can't be seen.

These six people are Nanyuan Emperor Wei Liang, Empress Zhou Shuzhen, Crown Prince Wei Yan, the second prince and the youngest princess.

Then there are Taiping Mountain Taoist nuns, Huang Ting, former Jingxinzhai Fan Guaner and Tong Qingqing who have changed into elegant Taoist robes.

The young princess Wei Zhen inherited the looks of her parents, and she is a rare beauty, but she still felt ashamed when she was around that Taoist nun. She was quite lively at first, but she didn't dare to speak tonight. I admire this Taoist nun who is as beautiful as a fairy, and she can behave in front of her father and emperor even more than Zhong Guoshi.

She has collected many banned books over the years, which are all kinds of strange novels collected from market bookstores by her two brothers who could not bear her begging.

What is the Jianghu? The Jianghu she longed for is that on a dark and stormy night, a pair of knights and men, a couple of gods and priests, enter the frightening lair of villains in the martial arts world. Having given the head, the man and woman looked at each other and smiled, and finally rode away and continued to gallop across the rivers and lakes.

Emperor Wei Liang asked with a smile: "There is Yu Zhenyi on the outside, and Chen Pingan on the inside, are you really all right?"

Huang Ting's answer was not very polite: "Actually, these two people are both in the capital, and it's fine. One is because the heart of cultivating the Tao is extremely firm, and the other is that he doesn't bother to talk to you at all. It's just that you are the emperor and you like the bed. I can understand that you are uncomfortable with the words of how to allow others to snore, and I also don’t like Yu Zhenyi, so why don’t you just fight him.”

Then Huang Ting's words became even more presumptuous, "I promise to fight Yu Zhenyi with great strength. After that, if I lose, the so-called Nanyuan Kingdom's elite army will not be able to keep Yu Zhenyi. He broke into the palace and killed all of your family, I can only try to avenge you before ascending."

Wei Liang shook his head and smiled wryly, drinking to relieve his boredom.

In fact, the most awkward thing is the queen Zhou Shuzhen, the junior sister has become the master, and then the Huangting of Taiping Mountain.

The one who lost the most was probably His Royal Highness Wei Yan.

The Fan Guan'er whom he admired in his heart could never be found again.Even if the Taoist nun in front of her is more beautiful than Fan Guan'er, Wei Yan can't like it anyway.

The most disturbing one is the second prince who looks exactly like Wei Yan. From the supreme leader Ding Ying, to Ya'er, and then to a large group of masters lurking in the capital, the Demon Sect is enshrined by Zhong Guoshi, Fairy Jingxinzhai and the court. A one-pot meal came, and all of them went to jail.And the three sects of the Devil's Cult are inextricably linked to him, the prince of the Wei family, who is a noble man in Tianhuang.

The second prince ate this meal in a dull and tasteless way.

He was somewhat envious of his sister's heartlessness, and even more jealous of Prince Wei Yan's prosperity.

Who would have thought that Ding Ying, the invincible old devil, would be slaughtered by others?

That stinky bitch named Ya'er once swore to him that if you die of old age, even my grandparents may not die.

There was an unusual commotion outside the restaurant.

Huang Ting smiled and said, "The distinguished guest is here."

Emperor Wei Liang looked out of the window for the first time, he was very nervous, and regretted not calling the national teacher Zhongqiu, after all the national teacher had a good relationship with that person, and there was a kindred spirit.

But after waiting for a long time, it was discovered that the man appeared from the stairs and walked through the gate and stairs of the restaurant in an orderly manner.

That young exiled immortal, Chen Pingan, was not wearing the eye-catching white robe, but the ordinary clothes of an ordinary wealthy family in Nanyuan Kingdom.

Wei Liang stabilized his mind and stood up.

The emperor got up to greet the guests, and Zhou Shuzhen and the three members of the royal family got up quickly.

Huang Ting didn't put on airs, but he wasn't too courteous. He stood up, but left the wine table and walked to the window, as if he picked himself out and handed him over to the local snake and the river dragon. No one takes sides.

Wei Liang laughed loudly and said: "My Wei family did not entertain well, and caused such a big fight, Master Chen Xianshi forgives me."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, don't care about these things. This incident has little to do with Nanyuan Kingdom."

Emperor Wei Liang was a little uncertain, worried that there was something in the words, and he didn't understand the deep meaning.

Chen Pingan had already opened his mouth and said: "I came this time because I thought that since His Majesty came here in person, I just have something to say, and I can say it directly. Nanyuan Kingdom can treat me as if I don't exist. Please rest assured, Your Majesty. If it wasn't for Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi took the initiative to come to the door, maybe this fight has nothing to do with me, Chen Pingan, from the beginning to the end."

Wei Liang smiled and nodded in agreement, "Chen Xianshi is an immortal on the mountain, so naturally he doesn't want to pay attention to the disputes in the world."

Chen Pingan suddenly laughed too, "Your Nanyuan Kingdom's capital city has a beautiful scenery, especially the food, which is very good. Before I leave the capital, I will definitely go there again to eat."

The emperor asked curiously: "Dare to ask the immortal master, where and what can I find?"

Only halfway through, Wei Liang stopped talking, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp, "Chen Xianshi just made the rules, I have broken the rules, and I have to punish myself with a drink."

Chen Pingan took off the wine gourd, "Maybe I need to ask Your Majesty to send me two jars of wine."

Wei Liang laughed loudly, "Master Chen Xian, you are a distinguished guest, you are too easy to be fooled."

The emperor told a joke, and the empress Zhou Shuzhen, the two princes and the young princess immediately laughed along with her.

Chen Pingan was a little belated, and smiled, otherwise it would be too unreasonable.

Taoist nun Huang Ting in the distance, although she was facing out of the window, the corners of her mouth were raised.

Chen Pingan filled the Yangjian gourd with wine, and left the restaurant, but did not return to the alley residence. Instead, he went to the night market near Baihe Temple based on his memory, and ate a big bowl of that spicy, spicy and hot stuff. .

If you don’t eat spicy food, don’t drink alcohol, and don’t eat the hottest hot pot while drinking strong alcohol, what fun is there in life?

This is what the old Juggernaut of the Comushui Kingdom said.

I didn't think it made much sense before, but now that Chen Pingan is in the bustling city, he feels that the old sayings of the old man are really not deceiving.

After paying the bill, Chen Pingan left the bustling night market and walked slowly. In a quiet and deserted place, he climbed up a roof, and then went to the official family's house with a deep courtyard, and went to his private library. Lou, this time, instead of inquiring about the history and geology of "this world", he was looking for books on bridge construction. Unfortunately, the search was fruitless, so he came up with the idea of ​​collecting books and archives in the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry. If there is still a chance, I will tell Zhongqiu that it shouldn't be too difficult to ask the national teacher to help me with this.

Then there is the need to discuss with Zhongqiu about a scholar.

out of the library.

Chen Pingan finally stopped on the roof of a high-rise building, sat down to drink, and at the end of the drink, stretched out his middle finger to the sky.

There was no thunder.

Chen Ping put away the jug, facing the breeze, dazed in a daze.

Between leaving Flying Eagle Fort to go to the balcony and entering Nanyuan Kingdom, I encountered a paper town.

The old monk, the abbot of Xinxiang Temple, once repeated a sentence, you look at it, and it also looks at you.

That woman who was Fan Guan'er at that time, in Baihe Temple and the night market, stared at herself twice, her eyes seemed familiar, but she didn't speak, probably because she didn't want to or couldn't.

Thinking about it carefully, I felt terrified.

Chen Pingan sighed.

The lights in the world, the stars in the sky.

It has been said that the latter may be the remains of many gods.

Who said it? Chen Ping patted his head, but couldn't remember. He didn't drink much tonight, but he was very drunk.

Chen Ping'an fell back and fell asleep.

An old Taoist stood on the eaves and glanced at the young Banished Immortal who was sleeping soundly.

Thinking of the scene he saw before, the old Taoist twitched his lips.

In the small courtyard, when the young man whispered sorry to a child, his face was actually full of tears.

The old Taoist said to himself: "In your eyes, is there nothing trivial in the world?"