Sword comes

A ferry going to the Zhongyue boundary of the old Zhuying Dynasty stopped at a ferry called Miasma Cloud.

Two men and one woman disembarked quietly.

Wei Bo stood on the viewing platform on the top floor of the ferry, watching the three of them leave.

After approaching the Zhuying Dynasty, it was equivalent to leaving his own mountain and entering other people's territory. Wei Bo's perception of Piyun Mountain weakened a lot. The invisible rules that the mountain and water gods have to abide by. The mountain gods wading through the water and the water gods climbing the mountains have to be tied up, and a big mountain tiger leaves his own jurisdiction to visit his fellow tigers, which is also inevitable.

But even so, it's still not a big problem.

No way, he, Wei Bo, is now the first tiger in the upper five realms in the history of Aquarius Island. The Zhongyue tiger who doesn't pay much attention to etiquette, even if he is equal to the Yupu realm, is not a real god of the upper five realms after all.

Leaving the Beiyue territory this time, both public and private, Wei Bo has a decent argument, even if the Dali court is not happy to see the success, they are willing to turn a blind eye.

Wei Bo's referrer on the stage of Dali Temple is Xu Ruo, a Mohist ranger.

Back then Wei Bo left Qidun Mountain with Xu Ruo and went to Piyun Mountain.

The stooped Zhu Lian was unarmed.

The slender Lu Baixiang wears a narrow knife to stop the snow.

On the other side of the ferry, after Liu Chongrun got off the boat, he couldn't help but said to Zhu Lian who was walking beside him: "Mr. Zhu, it's not difficult to find the Dragon Boat in the Water Palace. Fortunately, the Water Palace is a thing that was completely refined by ancient immortals. I have mastered the method of opening mountains, which is a treasure of the fairy family. When it is folded up, a water palace is only the size of a carriage and can be transported to the ferry. However, the dragon boat has always been only a small refinement level. Can spend some fairy money, use that dragon boat as a ferry, and flaunt it in the market."

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, there will be special people escorting us to hunt for treasures on the side of the Dali Iron Cavalry. Afterwards, we will return to Luopo Mountain by dragon boat, and it will be unimpeded."

Liu Chongrun smiled wryly, "Mr. Zhu is really not joking?"

Zhu Lian said solemnly: "Island Master Liu is the master of the sect, and also a golden core earth immortal who rides the clouds and fog. I am a bad old man, how dare I make mistakes."

Liu Chongrun felt that he had to take one step at a time.

The water palace and dragon boat have always been Liu Chongrun's heart disease.

Who to give it to is a big question, even if you give it away, if you accidentally send it to the wrong one, it will be the dismal ending of Zhuchai Island's restlessness for the next hundred years, and whether you can keep the Patriarchal Hall is a matter of debate.

Before doing business with Luopo Mountain, in order to continue to gain a foothold in Shujian Lake and not be annexed by Zhenjingzong as a vassal island, Liu Chongrun weighed the pros and cons, and then revealed the matter of Water Palace to Zhenjingzong. Bow your head, Liu Chongrun will take it as a waste of money and eliminate disasters. The Zhenjingzong is worthy of being the gate of the next sect of Yuguizong, the leader of Tongyezhou. Sure enough, he has no malicious intentions. Not only was the island able to retain the Patriarch Hall, but it was also exchanged for a Peace and Peace card issued by the Dali Criminal Department to the monks on the mountain. He is a familiar direct disciple of Zhuchai Island.

It's just that the subsequent developments were beyond imagination. Inexplicably, Zhenjingzong gave up the seizure of the water palace. Not only that, but the nothing card was not taken away from Zhuchai Island. For this reason, Liu Chongrun tremblingly ran to the palace. Liu Dao, of course he couldn't see the sect master Jiang, who never saw the end of the dragon. He only saw Liu Laocheng, the chief enshrined in the Zhenjing sect. It would be hot, Liu Laocheng dismissed Liu Chongrun in a few words.

Don't worry when you leave Gongliu Island?Liu Chongrun was not at ease at all.

But there is nothing else to do, we can't necessarily ask the Zhenjingzong to accept the Water Palace.

That's why Liu Chongrun finally decided to relocate to Longquan County, and went to Luopo Mountain as a guest in person, chose the location on the back of the crocodile fish, and talked about secret matters with Luobo Mountain. After realizing the decision of Zhenjingzong, Zhu Lian, the chief steward, laughed a little weirdly at that time, and said that Island Master Liu should just rest assured, and Zhu Lian promised that even if Luobashan would not dig treasures, at least this news would never be leaked to anyone, so as not to Let the monks of Zhuchai Island carry a lot of treasures and cause trouble for the upper body.

Liu Chongrun still didn't dare to rest assured.

At this moment, Liu Chongrun had mixed feelings when he really embarked on the treasure hunt of his hometown. If it wasn't for the reappearance of the dragon boat in the water palace, Liu Chongrun would never set foot in this sad place again in his life.

Regarding the choice of the Dragon Boat in the Water Palace, Liu Chongrun has no hesitation.

The Water Palace is the foundation of a sect. It can be said to be a natural cave for immortals. Immortal monks would salivate, and it was enough to support a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm to practice on the ground, so at the beginning, the Zhenjing Sect gave Liu Chongrun a priceless nothing card, which was sincerity.

Although the huge dragon boat will not cross continents, it is enough to carry a large amount of goods to and from one continent. For the small Zhuchai Island, it is tasteless, but for the ambitious Luoluoshan, it is a solution. Urgent.

When Liu Chongrun was wandering thousands of miles, Lu Baixiang was talking secretly to Zhu Lian in a martial arts way of converging voices. Lu Baixiang asked with a smile: "Even if you successfully retrieve the dragon boat, you still have to run around, so it won't delay you." Cultivation? Became a famous figure in Lost Mountain, let alone being that unscrupulous Wu lunatic, wouldn't you feel uncomfortable every day?"

Zhu Lian replied with a smile: "I'm busy every day, I feel very comfortable."

Lu Baixiang said: "If you, Zhu Lian, have any plans, as long as the matter is revealed, even if Chen Pingan misses you, I will kill you with my own hands."

Zhu Lian said, "You don't have this kind of opportunity."

Lu Baixiang asked: "Does it mean that I am destined not to kill you, or are you really keeping your own place in Luoluo Mountain?"

Zhu Lian asked back: "What a great talent and strategy is Master Lu, the Lu Baixiang in the history of Ouhua Blessed Land has always been decisive in killing and killing, how did it become so sloppy?"

Lu Baixiang stopped talking.

In that world, Lu Baixiang is the ancestor, and Zhu Lian is the descendant.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "As expected, only my young master understands me best, and Cui Dongshan can only be counted as half. As for you three fellow villagers, it's even worse."

Lu Baixiang laughed it off, and lightly stroked the handle of the narrow knife with his palm.

Zhu Lian glanced at Lu Baixiang's small movements, "Believe it or not, you can't even draw your sword out of its sheath now?"

Lu Baixiang smiled and said, "I don't really believe it."

Zhu Lian said, "Find an opportunity to practice with you?"

Lu Baixiang shook his head and said: "Let's leave it for now, let's talk about it in a few years."

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "I'm not afraid that Master Lu is alone. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. I'm used to staying in the backcountry. I live too comfortably in my childhood. I don't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth."

Lu Baixiang turned to look at Zhu Lian.

Zhu Lian looked at him and said, "Lu Baixiang, from the blessed land of lotus blossoms where there are no cultivators, to the vast world where ghosts and gods run all over the mountains, especially in recent years, have you always been with your sword? Why? With the Dharma Saber in hand, I have it all in the world? Why don’t you just go and learn from the right side of Sui, and practice directly to seek immortality, it would be better.”

Lu Baixiang frowned and said, "You are hiding on the Luopo Mountain, and you need to always pay attention to fighting? How do you compare with me?"

Zhu Lian sneered and said, "Practicing boxing is my own business. Don't ask me. The answer is good or bad. I can tell you whatever you want. As for the truth, you have to ask yourself."

Lu Baixiang sighed, "It's a little troublesome."

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "In a small place, with good aptitude and good fortune, some impurity can't be revealed, but in a big world, it can't be. There are four of us in the picture scroll, I just think you are a little more pleasing to the eye, If you like it, say a few words less."

Lu Baixiang nodded, as if he had listened.

Although Liu Chongrun didn't know what the two of them were talking about, but just now Lu Baixiang's killing intent was revealed for a moment, which made her, the Golden Core Earth Immortal, feel a little palpitated.

And who is Lu Baixiang?It's just one of the names on the genealogy of Luobashan Patriarch Hall.

Liu Chongrun felt a little sad. When will Zhuchai Island become a truly stable sect of immortals?You don't need to look at people's faces, and you don't need to rent a mountain?

Is it really a wise choice to leave Shujian Lake with all the direct lineage monks, leaving only an empty shelf of the Patriarch Hall, settling in Longquan County, and building a mansion on the back of the crocodile?

Liu Chongrun doesn't know the answer now.

At present, Liu Chongrun only knows that Zhu Lian and Lu Baixiang who are not far away are both first-class martial arts masters, and any dynasty in the history of Aquarius Continent is the guest of the emperor and general, so he dare not neglect, The fist is just one reason, and the more important thing is that the warriors of the three realms of refining the gods have already involved the martial arts of a country, and they are not bad at all, and even more effective than the mountain and water gods who consolidate the aura of a place.

It's just that Zhu Lian and Lu Baixiang are at the level of martial arts, Liu Chongrun is not sure, as for who is more powerful, Liu Chongrun has no way of knowing, after all, there is no chance to see them really make a move.

For Zhu Lian's impression, he is more of the big butler of Luoposhan, who smiles at everyone and has dealt with them several times. Apart from being impeccable in dealing with people and good at doing business, Liu Chongrun actually doesn't know much. It seems that the frequent meetings have made her more confused Look at the flowers.

Lu Baixiang, on the other hand, is not easy to provoke at first glance, he has a good momentum, and anyone who is not blind can see it.

Liu Chongrun found that there seemed to be many unknown secrets hidden in Luopo Mountain. As long as he had the opportunity to get in touch with it, one after another would pop up, making people dizzy.

Wei Bo, the mountain lord of the Northern Mountain of Great Li, was a frequent visitor to Luopo Mountain, and the hunchbacked man with crooked eyes didn't even have the slightest respect for Wei Bo.

The shopkeeper surnamed Shi in the New Year's Shop in Qilong Lane had a strange skin, and seemed to have a hint of femininity, so that Liu Chongrun could not see the depth of the opponent's cultivation at all.

Chen Ruchu, Chen Lingjun, Zhou Mili, the three-headed monsters, especially the little boy in Tsing Yi, seemed to be at the bottleneck of the Dragon Gate Realm. Once it entered the Golden Core Realm, a golden core monster of the genus of a flood dragon would be comparable to that of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator. , can be treated as half a Nascent Soul.But from the looks of it, Chen Lingjun was the most unpopular one on Luopo Mountain, and he seemed to be left out, so he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.This is going to be left in Shujian Lake, so they have rebelled long ago, right?

Liu Chongrun would occasionally think, that young mountain master, is he trying to ascend to the sky in one step, and directly create a sect with the initial name of Luopo Mountain in Longquan County?Compete with the Saint Ruan Qiong's Longquan Sword Sect?

Will it be a little whimsical?

After all, there are many warriors and few monks on Luopo Mountain, and it is impossible to see who is the powerful Earth Immortal who is expected to enter the upper five realms.

On the other hand, Longquan Jianzong, which is adjacent to Luopo Mountain, and the number of disciples it has received, although there are still only a handful of monks, let alone the saint Ruan Qiong himself, Dong Gu is already a golden core. Lake, one night, she had seen the vision of the island with her own eyes, and she had a piece of peace card next to her, so she heard some very mysterious gossip, saying that Ruan Xiu had a relationship with an unknown white man. It is simply shocking for young people to hunt down and kill an old Yuanying Jianxiu from the Zhuying Dynasty together.

Furthermore, a famous mountain cannot contain two golden pills, and it is an unwritten rule on the mountain that they are allies at a distance and enemies at a close distance.

The territory of Longquan County, even if it is not small, is full of aura, and it can't support two thriving Zongzi Xianjia.

Zhu Lian, who had obviously never been to the Xianjia Ferry, was very familiar with the way. He led Liu Chongrun and Lu Baixiang. As soon as the three of them left the Miasma Cloud Ferry, Liu Chongrun saw a group of elite cavalry. That's all.

But it made Liu Chongrun instantly terrified.

Leading the three riders was a young man in the middle, with a calm expression. He was not wearing any armor, but he wore a big Li standard sword hanging from his waist.

Riding next to him was a handsome young man in a black robe, wearing a pair of long and short swords, squatting on the horse's back, yawning.

On the other side, is a stocky man.

Liu Chongrun felt that except for the chief general in the middle, the other two were very dangerous.

As for those great elite cavalry, Liu Chongrun was born as a subjugated princess who had listened to the government for many years and took care of the housework, so he was naturally an expert.

The Dali Iron Cavalry is good at fighting, not only willing to die generously on the battlefield, but also exuding an orderly atmosphere.

They are all traces carefully polished by the national teacher Cui Chan.

Zhu Lian looked up at the dark-skinned man, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Isn't this our Master Wu Xuanlang Wei!"

The man Zhu Lian called Wu Xuanlang was indifferent.

The young man in the middle turned his head and smiled, "Brother Wei, who is this old man?"

The man replied with a sharp look: "My surname is Zhu and my name is Lian. I'm an old acquaintance in my hometown. I'm a madman of martial arts. Now I'm traveling far away, and I'm in charge of someone in Longquan County."

The young man was a little surprised.

Grandmaster of the Eight Realms?

Why never heard of it?He knows all the distant warriors in Dali, because most of them have devoted themselves to the battlefield, and almost no one stays in the rivers and lakes.

As for the qi trainers of the eighth realm, he didn't care to hear about them.

He was born in the first-class general family of Dali, and was born in Chi'er Street in the capital, where the generals are like clouds. He has never had a good impression of people who practice Taoism, but he has a natural affinity for martial arts, whether it is the battlefield or the rivers and lakes. .

His ancestors all fought for the Dali court and for their own surname with one punch and one knife.

When it comes to himself, the same is true, he Liu Xunmei is just like his good friend Guan Yiran, what he despises the most is the worm in Yichi Lane enjoying the blessings of his ancestors, his Liu Xunmei's name was given by Mr. Guan himself fetched.

Many dandies in Yichi Lane and Chi'er Street really couldn't afford to support them. Under the arrangement of their parents, they worked in the yamen for money, helped local rich men to build bridges, or introduced immortal masters from the mountains to be enshrined in good families. There are endless banquets and banquets throughout the year. This group of people, regardless of the size of the officialdom and banquets in the capital, are all uncles. The maids around them must be the fairy nuns, and the followers must be the gods on the mountain. Let them go to Chier. Look over the street?Which one didn't shrink its neck and speak in a low voice?

Liu Xunmei got off her horse, clasped her fists at Zhu Lian and smiled, "Liu Xunmei, I've met Senior Zhu!"

Zhu Lian hurriedly cupped his fists to return the salute, and said with a smile, "General Liu is young and promising, offering incense to his ancestors in the ancestral hall, full of confidence."

Liu Xun was delighted, and didn't think it was impolite for the other party to talk about ancestor incense.

The chief general dismounted, Wei Xian dismounted, and the rest of the cavalry dismounted one after another.

Only the young black-robed swordsman with a pair of red phoenix eyes continued to squat on the horse, nodded his head and said, "It's very powerful. Wei Xian, your hometown has talents. This point, follow us in Niping Lane." .”

Sword Xiu Cao Jun.

Cao Jun is a monk born and raised in Nan Po Suozhou, but Cao Xi, the patriarch of the family, was born in the mud bottle alley in Lizhu Cave.

Lu Baixiang, who had been walking behind Zhu Lian and Liu Chongrun, stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhu Lian.

Wei Xian nodded to Lu Baixiang, and Lu Baixiang nodded back with a smile.

After Wei Xian left Cui Dongshan, he joined the Dali Army and became a monk accompanying the army of the Dali Iron Cavalry. With the help of a series of real and dangerous fights, he is now temporarily serving as the commander of the army. If Wei Xian is willing to lead troops to fight in person, he can be promoted to a rank-[-] military general according to the law, leading an old battalion and commanding more than a thousand soldiers.

This kind of corporal leader in Dali should be the most precious corporal leader in the world. He can meet all generals from the third-rank real power general on the road without saluting. If he is in the mood, he can just hold his fist.

Wei Xian has now won the sixth rank among the [-] ranks of military officials of the Great Li Iron Cavalry. Wu Xuanlang, who starts with the word Wu, and the first five military officers, are generally only awarded to military generals who have made outstanding achievements on the battlefield.The Dali Dynasty, which established the country with martial arts, has always been the first class of military officials, that is, the Shangzhu Kingdom, but the extremely respected title of Shangzhu Kingdom is not necessarily awarded only to warriors.

Cao Jun has always been Wei Xian's immediate boss. Relying on his military merits, he is in charge of all the monks accompanying the army of a large army of ten thousand cavalry. As the saying goes, don’t use your brain if you can’t use your brain, so troublesome things like dispatching troops and condemning generals like to leave it to Wei Xian who doesn’t know his roots. There are still some criticisms. I always feel that this guy is a servant of a certain boss in the Ministry of War. After seeing the war ended, he swears at the military merits. It's just that after a few fights, the gossip is gone. The reason is very simple. Stand side by side with Wei Xian The monks who accompanied the army in the battle, those who should have died in battle, all survived.

Dali Jingqi prepared horses here, and everyone rode to the place where the treasure was hidden. It was not too far from Miasma Cloud Ferry. It was more than 200 miles away. The Dragon Boat of the Water Palace was buried at the bottom of a river. Only Liu Chongrun has mastered the methods to break many mountain and water restrictions. Otherwise, even if he finds the treasure house, he will never enter the secret realm unless he smashes the roots of the water transportation mountain.

When Liu Chongrun learned that the young cavalry general Liu Xunmei, who was less than 30 years old, was actually a fourth-rank general of Dalizheng, he was even more shocked.

On the one hand, he was amazed at the smooth progress of this person in his official career. The generals of Dali generals must have a solid foundation in military skills.On the other hand, he was surprised by the officialdom of Luoposhan.The one who showed up was the general Liu Xunmei, so the one who nodded and agreed to this matter must be a high-ranking and powerful general. Even if it is not Cao Ping and Su Gaoshan who have been entrusted as hunting envoys, they should be the generals who are only under the two of them. General Li Xianhe.

In fact, it's not only Liu Chongrun who can't figure it out, even Liu Xunmei herself can't figure it out. This time he led the team to travel, it was the meaning conveyed by a confidant of the general Cao Ping, and there were two green wave pavilions in the cavalry team The spy watched the army all the way, looking for signs, not whether the three of them behaved according to the rules, but whether he, Liu Xunmei, would make trouble.

This is very chewy. Could it be that Cao Ping, the new hunting envoy, has all eyes and hands, and wants to fill his own pocket with a big boss in Lubo Pavilion?Then General Cao chose to hide behind the scenes and sent his confidants to handle the matter himself?If he is really so bold, shouldn't Liu Xunmei be replaced by other loyal generals?If Liu Xunmei felt that this matter violated Dali's military law, he would definitely report it to the imperial court. Even if Cao Ping secretly killed and silenced him, how would he clean up the mess?The Liu family on Chi'er Street is not a house that Cao Ping can clean up casually. The key is that this move broke the rules. Over the past hundred years, Dali Wenwu, regardless of their family traditions, skills, and dispositions, has finally become accustomed to obeying the rules.

Being held accountable by the court, beheading that confidant and beloved general to take the blame?This is not like General Cao's style of acting.

But if someone is so powerful that he can make Cao Ping obey orders, and make a hunting envoy who is equivalent to the Zhu Kingdom in the temple plan it himself, Liu Xunmei can't believe it, it will never be the meaning of the master Bar?

For a secret treasure of mountains and rivers with someone leading the way, why are you so sneaky?

The Dali iron cavalry went all the way south, and the collected objects on the mountain piled up into a mountain.Thousands of temples and temples were banned and smashed, and they all operated in accordance with the established rules of Dali.

This one?

Liu Xunmei was full of curiosity.

And I hope I can live to know that answer.

Liu Xunmei and Liu Chongrun drove side by side, discussing the route.

Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang followed closely, chatting about the past together.

Lu Baixiang can be regarded as the one who gets along the best on the surface among the four people in the picture scroll, and can chat with anyone.

The other three could barely speak to each other.

For some reason, Zhu Lian hanged on the tail of the cavalry with Cao Jun. They talked very happily, calling them brothers and talking about everything.

No matter what you Cao Jun say, the words that I, Zhu Lian, can't speak to your Cao Jun's heart, even if I am an old cook who is not good at cooking, I don't know how to watch people order dishes.

Cao Jun's eyes lit up so much that he wanted to leave the army and go to Luopo Mountain as an offering.

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Li Xisheng took the bookboy Cui Ci with him, and after leaving Lion Peak, he returned to a state city in Qinghao Kingdom. Qinghao Kingdom is a remote and small country in Beiju Luzhou, but it is not a vassal of a big country.

In Zhoucheng, Li Xisheng bought a small house in a place called Dongxian Street. Opposite lived a family named Chen. They were well-to-do. A man of the same age, who happens to have a precious word in his name, named Chen Baozhou, is an idle literati who has no imperial examinations.

Li Xisheng came to Beiju Luzhou from Aquarius Island before, traveled all the way north, and then stopped here. Through some connections, he found a dirty job in the Yizhou Xuezheng Office. Before going to Qingliangzong, Every day, Li Xisheng walked past the "Kai Tianwen Yun" archway at the gate of the Yamen Office. The Yamen Office has twelve entrances, which is not too small.

Mr. Xuezheng is very fond of Li Xisheng, and thinks that this young foreigner is very knowledgeable. Of course, Mr. Xuezheng is a well-known civil servant with two sleeves. There is some extra "knowledge", and once I exchanged cups with Li Xisheng, drinking away my worries, Li Xisheng gave those "knowledge", secretly kept it, and Xuezheng adults secretly put it away.

The next day, Li Xisheng became a subordinate official of the Xuezheng Office.

At first, Cui Ci felt that there was a thunderbolt, why would his own husband, who is so beautiful, do such a thing, how could a scholar act like a philistine?

Li Xisheng didn't explain anything to Cui Ci.

This time when he returned to Zhoucheng, Li Xisheng's position in the Office of Education and Government Affairs was gone, and he gave Li Xisheng his status as a subordinate official just because he gave it a random excuse.

Li Xisheng didn't care either.

On the way here, Cui Ci asked his husband how long he would stay in Qinghao Country this time. Li Xisheng replied that it would be a long time, at least three to forty years.

Cui Ci was a little flustered at the beginning, fearing that it would be a few hundred years, but when he heard that it would be only three to forty years later, he felt relieved.

After all, he and his husband are not ordinary people down the mountain.

As for Cui Ci himself, when he thinks about his roots, he always has lingering sorrow, but every time he worries about this matter, the young man no longer worries, because he has that sorrow.

On this day, Li Xisheng spread out another calligraphy and painting to see the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

Cui Ci knew his husband's habit, and burned incense early on the sidelines. In fact, Li Xisheng did not have this arty, but Cui Ci liked to do this and did not stop him.

On the picture scroll, there is an old master sitting and discussing the Tao. The old master is a sage of Yufu Academy. At the beginning, Cui Ci listened carefully, but later he really felt boring. , just say one truth, and then turn it over and over again, and go around, it is to say all kinds of small truths of this big truth.Cui Ci felt very boring. Who wouldn't understand these principles after a few days of reading?Does the old master need to speak so finely?

No wonder my husband took him to visit Fushui Academy later, and learned that this old gentleman was laughed at as an old idiot, and that the old gentleman was regarded as the most sage with no real talent in the academy. The Confucian disciples studying in the academy couldn’t take it anymore, so the old gentleman arranged this job for the academy. He was in charge of the academy’s mirror, and gave lectures to those monks on the mountain. Not only the academy knew that this was just a formality, but even the old gentleman knew it well. No one will listen to his nonsense, but after 30 years of talking, the old man is happy to be at leisure. Sometimes, he will bring a few books, pens, and copybooks that he likes, and choose one of the words, depending on his mood. , just talk about it.

Cui Ci was on the street full of books at the Yufu Academy, and heard a lot of old stories about the old man. It is said that the reason why he was awarded the title of sage at the beginning was luck, and it had nothing to do with the degree of knowledge. At the beginning, there were also smart people from all walks of life, and at the beginning, he became a friend who sang poems with a gentleman who was not too old at the time. Scholars from all over the world, and major local academies, all warmly invited this person to give lectures and preach. That kind of cold stove, I lost my interest.A copybook, calligraphy, fan inscription, couplets, etc. of this person, at the earliest time, they could be sold for a thousand taels of silver, but later they were sold for a few hundred taels of silver, which was less than a hundred taels. Even if you give it away, you may not be willing to accept it.

But Cui Ci found that every time my husband listened to this old gentleman's lectures, he never failed to fail, even when Qingliangzong was giving lectures to the nine registered disciples of He Zongzhu, he would still watch Yufu Academy. .

On the picture scroll, the old master sat upright in the position that had remained unchanged for 30 years, moistened his throat, picked up a book he had just bought, it was a book of landscape travel, and after quickly reporting the title of the book, the old master clarified the meaning and said Today I want to talk about what is so wonderful about the sentence in the book "The small stove in the village is on fire, and the peaches and plums are falling in the temple", and why the words "cunye" and "in the temple" are such a fly in the ointment. The old man blushed slightly, his expression Unnaturally, he held up the travel note and held the book in both hands, as if to make the title of the book clearer.

Cui Ci looked helpless, "Sir, is this old master going to starve to death? Why did he start a business for the bookstore?"

Li Xisheng smiled and said: "It's the first time, it's never happened before. It's probably an old friend's request, so it's hard to refuse."

Cui Ci lay down beside the table, sighed and said: "A sage should really blush for this role."

Cui Ci smiled, "But today, the old master finally stopped talking about those empty truths, which is very good, otherwise I will be sleepy after keeping a stick of incense."

Li Xisheng listened to the old man in the picture scroll explaining the way of poetry, and asked: "Who said that learning must be useful to be good?"

Cui Ci mistakenly thought that he heard it wrong, "Sir?"

Li Xisheng kept looking at the picture scroll, listening to the old man's words, and said with a smile to Cui Ci: "Cui Ci, let me ask you a small question, one or two one catty, two weights, how much does it weigh?"

Cui Ci became more and more confused, is this a problem?

Li Xisheng continued: "The two weights, who set the rules, who was in the hands of the scales and mounds at the earliest time, will there be the slightest deviation before or after ten thousand years? If there is a slight error, What are the effects of the movement of everything in the world?"

Cui Ci thought about it for a while, and then he felt a splitting headache.

Li Xisheng said slowly: "Some extremely pure knowledge in the world seems to be very far away from the world, but it cannot be said that they are useless. There are always some seemingly useless knowledge, and someone has to do it. Let me tell you something Things, can you earn a copper coin for you? Or improve your cultivation level?"

Cui Ci shook his head, "Not really."

Li Xisheng looked at the late and old-fashioned scholar in the academy in the picture scroll, feeling a little sentimental, closed his eyes, turned his head, looked at this "inhuman" young man who was just made up of a pile of broken porcelain, and said: "Refine your aura, Turning it into self-use, stepping up to the sky, and immortality, is to practice and ask. Our Confucianism uses moral articles, knowledge on paper, and feeds back to the world. This is Confucian persuasion. to the border."

Li Xisheng was silent for a moment, looked at the incense burning above the incense burner, and said, "When you take it away, you are united with people, proving longevity. When you let it go, sages and sages have been lonely since ancient times, but only the writings have been left for thousands of years. A true Confucian child, Never just want to live forever."

After all, the old gentleman is old, and he gets tired while talking. In the past, he can chatter for half an hour more than an hour of schoolwork.

Today, half an hour later, I lost the energy and energy to continue talking. The old master looked sad, looked straight into the distance, and said to himself: "I actually know, no one is listening, no one is listening." I say this."

The old man said softly: "20 years ago, listening to the master of the mountain, every once in a while, there would occasionally be some aura of snowflake money increased. If you spend money on knowledge, this old man will find someone to drink with..."

Speaking of this, the old man squeezed out a smiling face and grabbed the travel book, "He is the old guy who engraved this book and sold it for money. In the blink of an eye, he will be old after a few drinks."

"In recent years, I have not been able to rely on this bit of knowledge to help the academy earn a snowflake money. I feel very sorry for my conscience."

The old man looked sad, put down the book, and suddenly laughed angrily: "Old bastard surnamed Qian, I know you are looking here, are you afraid that I won't sell books for you?! Put your mother's legs down for me, It’s okay if you don’t let it go, remember not to finish the food and drink, at least keep some, and when I leave the academy, let me talk a little bit.”

The old man stood up and made a bow, "This lecture is the last time I will humiliate myself in the academy. It is better if no one listens, so as not to waste money. It is not easy to practice Taoism on the mountain. I have taught these knowledge for 30 years. , It’s really useless, look at me, I look like this, like a scholar, a learned person? I don’t even think it’s like it.”

The old master is about to put away the mirror, the flowers in the water, and the moon. He has the title of a sage in the academy, but he is not a practitioner, and he cannot shake the wind and rain with his hands.

At this moment, Li Xisheng from the Qinghao Kingdom lightly dropped a grain of money, stood up, bowed and saluted, "Li Xisheng, a scholar, has benefited a lot, thank you sir."

The old gentleman froze on the spot for a long time, but tears welled up in his eyes. He waved his hands and said, "You deserve it, you deserve it."

Then the old man was a little embarrassed and mistakenly thought that someone had dropped a small sum of money, and said in a low voice: "Don't buy that book of landscape travel, it's not worth it, the price is too expensive, it's not worth it at all! No matter how much money you have, you won't buy it!" It's time to be so extravagant. The two things in the world, self-cultivation and family harmony, are big things, but they should be dealt with in a small way..."

Habitually wanting to babble about the big truths again, the old man suddenly closed his mouth, with a desolate look, and laughed at himself: "Don't say it, don't say it."

Suddenly another person dropped a grain of money, and said loudly: "Liu Jinglong, I have listened to my master's teachings for 30 years, and I would like to thank you here. This time, I finally did not miss my master's last lecture!"

Not only the old gentleman seemed to be struck by lightning, but even Cui Ci couldn't help asking, "Sir, is that the young sword fairy Liu Jinglong of the Taihui Sword Sect?"

Li Xisheng nodded with a smile.

The old gentleman called an old man tearful, and finally straightened his clothes, straightened his waist, and said with a smile: "In the future, if you have a chance, you must come to drink with me! It's not in the academy anymore, but it's not far away. It's easy to find, just If you are looking for Mr. Binding Foot, you will definitely find me. Then I will complain about why you didn’t reveal your identity earlier, so that the old man will have a good reputation in the academy.”

Suddenly there was a third person who didn't spend any money, but a voice echoed, "This lecture is the worst, and I'm pretty good at helping people sell books. Why don't you open a bookstore yourself? Zhou Mi is willing to buy a few books."

The old master lowered his voice and asked tentatively, "Master Zhou Shan?"

The man smiled and said, "Otherwise? In Beiju Luzhou, who can say the words 'I am Zhou Mi' so confidently?"

The old gentleman hurried away to close an open sage book, so that the three of them could not see his embarrassment.

Older scholars still have to talk about face.

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Just when the tiger Wei Bo left Piyun Mountain.

A convoy was mighty, and the whole family moved away from Huaihuang Town, Longquan County.

It's not that I don't have money to go to Niujiao Mountain to take the Xianjia ferry, but someone didn't agree. This makes a woman who is in charge of money and power very regretful. She has never been able to take the Xianjia ferry in her life.

There is no way, if the son doesn't nod, she, the mother, can't do anything, she can only follow along.

Ma’s house in Xinghua Lane, after the old woman’s death, the grandson of the old woman also left the town soon, the ancestral house has been empty, and the old woman’s son and daughter-in-law have already moved out of the ancestral house in Xinghua Lane, the Ma family has money Just like Lin Shouyi's father who worked as an errand in the Kiln Supervision and Construction Office, he had power but didn't show it. He gave the impression that he was just a low-level subordinate. The two families were in a similar situation.

The Ma family, who moved out of Xinghua Lane back then, did not buy property in Fulu Street and Taoye Lane. Now they have quietly sold the dragon kiln passed down from their ancestors to the Xu family of Qingfeng City for a sky-high price.

Then, under the arrangement of her son, the whole family moved to the territory of Zhenwu Mountain, one of the ancestral families of the military family, and they would take root there for generations to come. The woman was not very willing, and her man was not very interested. People, I hope to settle down in Dalijing City, but unfortunately my son said that they can only do as parents, after all, my son is no longer the idiot boy in Xinghua Lane back then, but Ma Kuxuan, Aquarius The most outstanding cultivating genius in Zhou today, even the golden core sword cultivator of the Zhuying Dynasty, who was known to be good at fighting, slaughtered two of them for their son.

The woman lifted the curtain of the car and saw Yiqi outside. She was an unbelievably beautiful young woman, and now she was her son's maid. His son helped her name "Shu Dian".

The woman thought it was a bit amusing, but this incident made her feel that her son was still the same stupid son as before.

I'm angry with people.

In the early years, Song Jixin in Niping Lane was rumored to be the illegitimate son of the supervisor, and there was a maid named Zhigui by his side.

According to my mother-in-law when she was alive, the son has always liked that child.

The woman riding slowly beside the carriage noticed the woman's gaze, and initially planned not to see it.

But the young man who rode the lead at the front of the cavalry turned his head and looked indifferently.

She was so frightened that she fell silent, and immediately turned her head to look at the curtain of the car, and asked softly: "Madam, do you need to stop to rest?"

The woman shook her head with a smile, and slowly lowered the curtain.

The young woman named Shu Dian glanced at the back of the young man riding in front of her eyes, her heart was full of sorrow, but she didn't dare to show it.

Back then, she entered Lizhu Cave together with Xu's mother and son in Qingfeng City, and the mountain-moving ape of Zhengyang Mountain. Everyone came here for chance, but in the end, she was the most miserable one. A great disaster, a real disaster of extermination, her grandfather, the master of the Haichao cavalry, had already taken advantage of the situation and lost his military power after being wiped out by the unstoppable Dali soldiers, but he kept his position in the imperial court. Official status, and then he was able to retire and return home, but this young man appeared.

Returning to his hometown with honor, more than a hundred of the accompanying guards dispatched by the imperial court, plus grandfather's pro-military retinue, all died, and corpses were everywhere.

She fell to her knees with the old man.

Ma Kuxuan stood between the two kneeling people, put his hand on the two heads, and said that the two heads would not pay off the debt, even if the entire tide cavalry were dead, they would still not be able to pay.

Ma Kuxuan asked the old man what to do.

The old man kowtowed, begging Ma Kuxuan to spare his granddaughter and just take his life.

A lifetime of military service and numerous achievements in battle, how could he have imagined that he would end up like this, the woman knelt beside him blankly.

Ma Kuxuan pressed down with his palm, leaving a horrible limp corpse on the ground.

In the end, Ma Kuxuan didn't kill her, but kept her by his side, and gave her a famous name without a surname.

Shu Dian, who was devastated, finally followed Ma Kuxuan to Longquan County.

The young man who murdered many times along the way, after returning to his hometown, the first place he went was not Xinghua Lane, let alone the residence of his parents, but by the bank of the Longxu River, where the Longxu River and the iron At the mouth of the waterfall at the junction of Fujiang, Shudian saw the appearance of a sword-holding god, the first-class water god in Dali, named Yanghua.

At that time, Ma Kuxuan was squatting at the boundary between rivers and rivers, throwing stones lightly into the water, and smiled at the high-ranking Dali God, "I know you are the maid beside the Empress Dowager, but I am just a river under your command." God's grandson, logically speaking, I should respect you somewhat, but I heard that you are not very polite to my grandma, so you have to be careful. In this world, whether you are a cultivator or a god or a ghost, you will be in debt. I have to pay it back. When I return here to visit my grandma next time, if you still haven’t paid off the debt and dare to dictate to this Longxu River, then I will detain your golden body on Zhenwu Mountain and temper it every day. As much incense essence is broken, I will feed you as much incense. I want you to pay it back for 1000 years. Even if I, Ma Kuxuan, die, as long as Zhenwu Mountain is still there, you will suffer for 1000 years. One day less will be counted as me Ma Kuxuan loses."

Water God Yang Hua scoffed.

Ma Kuxuan said again, "Since you can become Dajiang Zhengshen, you don't have to be afraid of suffering. It doesn't matter. You are born as a woman, and your human nature is not there. Some temperaments are hard to get rid of. I will catch some prostitutes every few years. Temple gods, or mountain spirits, go to Zhenwu Mountain, and then teach them a mystical technique that has long been lost, so that they will be blessed by misfortune, and let you know what it means to pay for your debts."

Ma Kuxuan finally said: "I tell you this because I hope you don't be like some people who are stupid enough to think that many small things are just small things. Otherwise, Ma Kuxuan will break through too quickly, and you will pay off your debts very quickly. "

The Tiefu Jiangshui God didn't speak, but only sneered.

Ma Kuxuan tilted his head, "I don't believe it, right?"

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "Then wait. I have changed my mind now, and one day soon, I will let the Queen Mother personally issue a decree and hand it over to you, and let you go to the Zhenwu Mountain to serve as the Great River Water God, when the time comes, I will come to visit again, I hope that the Empress of Water God will treat you warmly, and I will reciprocate courtesy and invite you to the mountain as a guest."

Yang Hua looked dignified.

Ma Kuxuan shook his head, "Sorry, it's late."

Yang Hua narrowed her eyes.

A Taoist protector of Zhenwu Mountain appeared behind Ma Kuxuan, and smiled slightly, "Miss Water God, it's against the rules to commit suicide without authorization."

Yang Hua sneered and said, "Ma Kuxuan is already the owner of Zhenwu Mountain?"

The military monk shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course not. It's just that Ma Kuxuan's words seem to be more effective than our mountain master. I have been dissatisfied for a long time, and I have no choice."

Yang Hua noticed that the monk had winked at Quietly.

Yang Hua sighed, and said to Ma Kuxuan, "Ma Lanhua will soon have her own river god temple."

Longxuhe River Po Malanhua, after being promoted from Hepo to the river god, has been unable to build a temple.

If Jinkou, the water god of the Tiefu River, were to be opened, it would be reasonable and reasonable to build an incense temple. No matter it is the local government in Longzhou or the Ministry of Rites of the Dali court, they will not be embarrassed.

Ma Kuxuan stood up and clapped his hands, "Okay, then I, Ma Kuxuan, will also regret it once. From now on, the Goddess of Water will be my honored guest of Ma Kuxuan."

After that, the slender Ma Kuxuan, dressed in black and with a white jade belt, was like a handsome young man who was the first to go out to play in mountains and rivers. He walked by the bank of the Longxu River. Breath, not far away, there are aquatic plants emerging in the river, swaying in the river water, as if spying on the movement on the shore.

As if not daring to recognize Ma Kuxuan, the woman whose appearance is no longer old and aging, came from the river

After poking her head out, she looked at the young man on the bank. The gods of rivers and rivers do not shed tears, but the woman subconsciously wiped her face.

It was the maidservant "Shu Dian" who saw the young devil Ma Kuxuan for the first time, and smiled brilliantly.She also discovered that such a hard-hearted bad guy would also cry.

That day Ma Kuxuan was sitting by the river, sitting side by side with her, and the woman was gently holding Ma Kuxuan's hand, murmuring.

Ma Kuxuan just sat there, didn't speak for a long time, his face was a little strange, but it was the nagging he was most familiar with in his life.

Grandma said a lot of bad things about the parents and scolded a lot of people, but in the end she told him not to worry about anything.

She finally asked her grandson to wait for a while, then went to the shabby water mansion, moved all the accumulated belongings back, and placed them neatly beside the two, explaining the origin of each piece, and finally asked Ma Kuxuan to take them all away. Said that these are all the daughter-in-law books she saved for her grandson, but she doesn't know if there is any girl she likes in these years. Anyway, that naive girl is a natural vixen, and she is really not a woman who can marry into the family. Except for her, any woman She recognized her as her granddaughter-in-law.

Ma Kuxuan said he was childish.

The woman habitually stretched out her finger, poked her grandson on the forehead lightly, and scolded him for being obsessed with ghosts, not knowing what to do at all, an idiot who doesn't care about his parents, who deserves to suffer.

In the end, the woman began to cry as she spoke, saying that in order to become this He Po, she had to suffer and suffer. If she hadn't thought about having a grandson like him, she would have been unable to survive alone. .

Ma Kuxuan took a deep breath and wiped his face with his hands.

The woman asked that Ma Kuxuan to promise her one thing. Ma Kuxuan said that there is no need to be afraid of this. If he really wants to follow the clues to find the head of the Ma family in Xinghua Lane, if Chen Pingan dares to kill someone, he will kill Chen Pingan The two people who care about the most will only be more or less.The woman just shook her head, insisting that Ma Kuxuan agree to her, crying, saying that they are your parents, how can they settle accounts like this.

Ma Kuxuan remained silent.

In the end, the woman used her trump card, saying that if he did not agree, she would be considered as having no grandson in the future.

Ma Kuxuan had no choice but to agree first, deep in his heart, he actually had his own calculations, so after parting, Ma Kuxuan still did not go to find his parents, but went to Yang's shop and learned that his grandma had to stay in Longxuhe Afterwards, the matter was not discussed, so Ma Kuxuan had no choice but to change his mind, asked his parents to sell the ancestral dragon kiln at a high price, and left Longquan County with his family.In the end, there was this slow trip away from home.

Along the way, Shudian discovered a strange thing.

For some reason, it seems that Ma Kuxuan's relationship with his parents is normal, it's not that there is any other kind of alienation between immortals, it seems that he has no feelings since he was a child. Immersed in great joy, for Guangzong Yaozu's son, he was so taciturn that he almost didn't even have a smiling face. The couple didn't think there was anything wrong at all, as if their son was so superior, this was a matter of course.

The couple, the man in ordinary gentry attire, exudes the ability of a gentry and wealthy businessman, the woman has a pair of peach blossom eyes, but her looks are not brilliant, the eyes that look at people, even with a smile on her face, are still revealing. With a hint of coldness.

Along the way, some people and ghosts who were short-sighted and unlucky all died.

It seems that Ma Kuxuan deliberately chose those mountain and river journeys where there are roads to go but poor mountains and rivers, and wants to kill those rogues and spirits, so as to relieve his depression.

During this period, her master monk came to rescue her for the second time.

The first time was when the Patriarch brought people in person to question Master Ma Kuxuan Xing, and Ma Kuxuan beat and killed dozens of people with his own hands, just like crushing ants to death in front of her.

Before Ma Kuxuan made a move, she was asked to make a second choice, whether to live by herself or to die who saved them.

If the answer is wrong, she will die.

Numerology got it right.So those people died.

This time, it was a brother from the same school who was expected to become her Taoist companion on the mountain, and came with his friends on the mountain to save her from the dire straits.

Ma Kuxuan asked her to choose again, whether to be that desperate mandarin duck, or to live alone.

Numerology is still alive.

So the senior brother she always thought she loved deeply, and several of his friends died again, without any suspense.

At that time, it was raining heavily and muddy, and Shu Dian had collapsed. He sat on the ground and asked loudly why he wanted to die for the first time, but Ma Kuxuan refused to agree to it. After the next two times, he granted her wish again.

At that time, Ma Kuxuan was wearing a long gown that didn't get wet at all, and smiled at her: "I want you to live like death, why don't you understand. If you don't understand, you are a fairy, but today you have to sit in the mud The reason for the pitiful wailing, when you understand it, you can live a relaxed and comfortable life, and the past is not worth mentioning at all."

Ma Kuxuan grabbed her head and threw her onto the horse's back, "If you are a slave, if you show any disrespect in the future, you will cut off your tongue. It's no exception."

The convoy continued on its way in the rain.

At the end of spring, the sun is warm.

Ma Kuxuan was at the front of the horse team, sitting on the horseback, swaying around, silently counting in his mind the monks of the upper five realms who squatted in the latrines and didn't shit.

Da Li Guoshi, Cui Chan, the embroidered tiger, doesn't count, this old gentleman is indeed the one who does great things.

Hiding in the capital of Dali for many years, the giant of the Mohist branch forcibly killed the Lu family monk of the Yinyang family, which is also considered a skill.

Ma Kuxuan had personally seen those twelve mountain ferries worthy of the name. Looking up, they covered the sky and covered the sun. Under the ferries, the territory of the world with a radius of a hundred miles was like being stuck in the middle of the night. The reason is that the construction of each huge ferry boat is equivalent to cutting off a large piece of meat from the Dali court and the Song emperor. Not only that, but the Dali Song clan also owed the main line of the Mo family, the merchants, and other middle-earths. The boss had a large foreign debt, and the big Li iron rider scraped the ground three feet on the way south to repay the debt in secret. As for when the debt will be paid off, it is hard to say.

That Mohist ranger named Xu Ruo should not be underestimated.

Xie Shi, the Heavenly Lord of Beiju Luzhou, has already set off to return. It is meaningless to continue to stay in Aquarius Island. Besides, I heard that this Heavenly Lord is suspected of a fire in the backyard. If he does not return to Beiju Luzhou, it will be a joke.

The rest seem to be dispensable existences. After death, the aura returns to heaven and earth, and when alive, they are just thieves on the mountain who know some fairy arts, and misers who eat it and don’t spit it out.

Qi Zhen, the heavenly king of the Shen Gaozong, couldn't even keep a disciple of the sect who was deeply blessed like He Xiaoliang, so leaving her with her broken hands and feet in the Shen Gaozong, wouldn't it be good to be a cornucopia?

The Xiazong Zhenjingzong, who moved from Yuguizong, annexed Shujian Lake in one go, and became popular. However, Jiang Shangzhen is very good at being a man, and the dignified suzerain is willing to be a man with his tail between his legs. Any conflict between the disciples of the sect and the outside world, I don't ask the reason at all, it's all my own fault, the patriarch's family's servants have helped the sect to make enemies several times, and took the initiative to send the head, which avoided many troubles and hidden dangers.

Liu Laocheng, the wild cultivator of Gongliu Island, is in the Jade Raw Realm, and Liu Zhimao, the Zhenjun of Jiejiang, has also broken through the realm, becoming the second wild cultivator of the upper five realms. Of course, they are now considered the genealogy masters of the Real Realm Sect.

The childish-looking patriarch of Fengxue Temple has not gone down the mountain for hundreds of years, but he showed his face once during the fight between Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Garden.

A certain female monk on Zhenwu Mountain was quieter than the ancestor of Fengxue Temple who was also the ancestral family of the Aquarius Continent military family, but many disciples were active in the Dali Frontier Army.

The head of the Yunlin Jiang family who has been hiding behind many scenes.

The first deity of the upper five realms in the history of Aquarius Continent, Wei Bo of Piyun Mountain.

The Sword Cultivator of the Upper Five Realms of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, who has not shown up until now, is not sure whether he died in seclusion or chose to continue to forbear.

As for the storyteller in the Sui Dynasty, he is now a prisoner in Piyun Mountain, guarding a prince of the Gao family. It’s not that Ma Kuxuan looked down on this old guy. What else is left besides a state of jade?

Finally, Ma Kuxuan remembered the mud-legged guy in Mud Ping Lane.

Ma Kuxuan opened his eyes on the horseback, interlaced his fingers, pressed down lightly, thinking it was a little fun, and left the town, it seemed that all the people of the same age he met were trash, but this guy from his hometown was the only one A real opponent who could excite him.

I don't know if I need to do my best for the next fight?

It is estimated that it is still not needed.

This is a bit boring.

Ma Kuxuan closed his eyes again, and began to think about the proud son of the Divine Continent of Central Earth.

As for the maidservant behind her, one day, she will sadly realize that without realizing it, she has no intention of revenge. On the contrary, one day, she will sincerely feel that staying by Ma Kuxuan's side is the only security in the world.

At that moment, it was time for her to die.

Ma Kuxuan will also leave a part of her soul and memory, relying on some lost secret techniques that even the ancestors of Zhenwu Mountain can't master, follow those clues, find her reincarnation, and return her memory when the time comes, Let her not be freed from life to life, reincarnated as a human again and again, life after life is worse than death.

That Chen Pingan, as long as he dares to take revenge, will only be worse than her.

But before Chen Ping seeks revenge, he, Ma Kuxuan, will not do much, after all, it was their Ma family who made mistakes back then.

No matter how ruthless Ma Kuxuan was, he would not want to kill irrelevant people indiscriminately, but there are many death seekers in the world, and he happened to offend Ma Kuxuan, so he just helped send him off.

----

On Luopo Mountain, Pei Qian had already prepared all her possessions, big and small, early in the morning, and she was about to take a long trip!

Because the old man told her yesterday, "Carry the small bamboo box and bring the trekking stick. Go to your hometown and go on a study tour together. Don't worry, just treat it as relaxing with the old man and practicing boxing. We'll talk about it later."

Pei Qian just yelled, "Old man Cui has enough to eat today", and then pushed open the bamboo door on the second floor, wanting to make up his mind to eat another meal.

Anyway, if you don't say a word or two of heroism, you will be beaten. It's better to take advantage of it and treat it as a few copper coins for nothing.

As a result, the old man who was wearing a green shirt and was barefoot, just said this.

Pei Qian was still a little uncomfortable, and then replied, "The old cook is gone, but there is Nuanshu girl on the mountain to take care of our meals, besides, I didn't grab your bowl at the dinner table, did I? "

Cui Cheng almost couldn't resist giving this girl another solid punch.

In recent days, Cui Cheng often showed up, and would also serve meals at the table.

Cui Cheng only said one sentence, "Go downstairs and cool off."

However, Pei Qian's eyes rolled sharply, and he dawdled for a long time before he swaggered out of the bamboo building, stood in the corridor, put his hands on his hips, and shouted, "Zhou Mili!"

The little girl in black who was sitting on the stairs on the first floor immediately ran to the open space and asked, "Why didn't you hear the screams today?"

Pei Qian raised his eyebrows, put his arms around his chest, and said with a sneer, "What do you think? After entering the second floor, there is no winner. Do you think I can get out?"

Zhou Mili frowned, thinking hard about the question, and finally asked: "Did we put laxatives in that bowl of rice? Why didn't I know beforehand, this kind of thing should not be left to Nuanshu, I am Luobashanyou Dharma protector, I will do it..."

Pei Qian jumped down from the second floor and landed beside Zhou Mili. He struck out with lightning and held down the head of the stupid little idiot. With a twist of his wrist, Zhou Mili began to spin on the spot.

In the end, it was Zhou Mili who found it interesting and started running in place.

Pei Qian stretched out his fingers together and shouted softly: "Definitely!"

Zhou Mili immediately stood still, eyes wide open, and remained motionless.

Pei Qian put his fingers upright in front of him, and made a gesture of sinking his dantian with the other hand, nodded and said: "My immortal family's body-holding technique is really good, and I can't even hide from the big water monster in Dumb Lake."

Zhou Mili still didn't dare to move, only his eyes lit up.

Pei Qian was more satisfied, and threw two fingers at her, "Move!"

Zhou Mili hurriedly clapped her hands and said happily, "It's amazing, I really couldn't move just now."

This day, Pei Qian took Zhou Mili to play with Chen Ruchu again, the three girls gathered together, chattering, just like the countless peach blossoms in the mountain, with orioles on the flowers.

Then the day passed by in a flash.

This morning, not only Chen Ruchu and Zhou Mili arrived, but also Zheng Dafeng and Chen Lingjun.

Zheng Dafeng was expressionless.

No wonder he, Zheng Dafeng, really couldn't stop him.

Chen Lingjun glanced at the old man Cui Cheng, then stopped looking, and walked to the side of the cliff to be alone in a daze.

Cui Cheng said to Zheng Dafeng: "Tell Zhu Lian not to use that half of martial arts, it's very good."

Zheng Dafeng held a paulownia leaf umbrella and said with a playful smile: "I don't want it, old cook, you can give it to me."

Cui Cheng kicked him away, not happy, Zheng Dafeng could easily dodge with staggering footsteps.

Pei Qian showed off the long-lost sword and sword on his waist, and the bamboo sword and bamboo sword were all there.

There are also trekking sticks in hand and small bamboo boxes on their backs.

Today the old man also wears Confucian shirts.

It's not that Pei Qian has never seen the old man's attire, it's just that it feels very strange today.

Cui Cheng smiled and said: "I don't know, I'm also a scholar. He was learned in his early years. He is one of the most famous writers in Aquarius Continent."

Pei Qian said, "Did you count it yourself?"

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Oh?"

Pei Qian immediately said loudly: "Probably not! It is definitely a fact recognized by everyone on and off Baopingzhou Mountain."

Zheng Dafeng sighed in his heart, "The location has been chosen, according to what the senior said, starting from a wilderness and deep mountain in the westernmost part of Nanyuan Kingdom."

Cui Cheng nodded, then turned to look at Pei Qian, "Are you ready?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, clenched the walking stick tightly in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "It's a bit safe!"

In the end, the old and the young, like flying through the clouds, landed on the top of an inaccessible mountain.

Pei Qian's face turned pale.

Cui Cheng laughed softly: "After this journey is over, I won't be so afraid, trust me."

Pei Qian poked the walking stick in his hand on the ground heavily, and said with a sneer, "I'm afraid of a hammer!"

Cui Cheng looked into the distance and said, "Then please put away the talisman in your sleeve."

Pei Qian shook one sleeve slightly, pretending not to hear anything.

The two hiked down the mountain together.

At first, Pei Qian was a little uneasy, but she was used to walking on mountain roads, and she felt that there was really nothing to be afraid of, at least for the time being.

It is still far away from the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, and now the land under our feet is just the barbarian land of Ouhua Blessed Land, which is not considered the real territory of Nanyuan Kingdom.

In the evening of this day, Pei Qian had already cooked a small pot of fish soup and rice.

There was a river at the foot of the mountain. Pei Qian cut a bamboo pole by himself, tied it with a fishing line and hook, then threw the pole into the water, and squatted quietly by the river. The fish bit the hook completely, and one of them suddenly pulled it up and landed.

Cui Cheng had a headache when he looked at the thick fishing rod. Could this be called fishing, or pulling fish, right?

But when he was drinking fish soup with a big bowl, the old man sitting cross-legged didn't care about it. It was a bit salty, and Heitan girl asked him how it tasted, and the old man said it was okay against his conscience.

Pei Qian spooned fish soup for himself to eat with rice, it was delicious, with fish soup, a thief would eat!

Pei Qian squatted on the ground, shaking his shoulders, the little girl was very happy.

The old man is too lazy to say that sitting has a sitting posture, and eating has a eating posture.

He is not that Chen Pingan.

In the future, if Chen Ping dared to talk about these trivial matters, the old man felt that he might not be able to resist reprimanding him. What's so great about being a master?

Just thinking of this, the old man laughed at himself, and said softly to Pei Qian: "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

Pei Qian snorted and began to chew slowly.

After tidying up the bowls, chopsticks and clay pots for cooking soup, Pei Qian took out the kettle, washed the handles, and then took out pens, paper and ink from the small bamboo box where all kinds of objects were sorted and neatly arranged one by one, and used the small bamboo box as a desk. Start copying books seriously.

Cui Cheng sat aside and said with a smile: "When we get here, we don't need to copy the books. If Master blames us later, you can just say that I agreed."

After Pei Qian copied the complete sentence meticulously, he turned his head and glared, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Cui Cheng waved his hand.

After Pei Qian finished copying the book, it was already dark, and she carefully put away all her belongings.

In fact, seeing things at night, for Pei Qian today, is like drinking water and eating, it's too simple.

Seeing that old man Cui was dozing off, Pei Qian tiptoed to the top of the mountain with a trekking stick in his hand to practice that crazy sword technique.

Cui Cheng smiled and asked: "Since it's swordsmanship, why don't you use the bamboo sword at your waist?"

Pei Qian stopped the sword technique and replied loudly: "Learn from Master. Master will not easily use a sword. You don't understand. Of course I don't understand either. Anyway, just do it."

Cui Cheng asked: "Then what if your master is wrong?"

Pei Qian continued to practice this set of crazy swordsmanship, and it was so loud that her words seemed a bit intermittent in the ears of ordinary warriors. Fortunately, Cui Cheng heard clearly and clearly, "Master is on my side, How can it be possible to teach the wrong disciples, you can’t make mistakes, you won’t make mistakes in this life, anyway, if you make a mistake, I also think it’s right. None of you can control it.”

Cui Cheng smiled, stopped talking, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Around midnight, Cui Cheng woke up Pei Qian, who rubbed his eyes but didn't complain.

Traveling day and night, crossing mountains and rivers, what is so strange.

When going down the mountain, Pei Qian was carrying an unseemly fishing rod on his back.

Cui Cheng asked, "Aren't you tired?"

Pei Qian seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and said pitifully, "Tired."

Cui Cheng then said: "Don't think about me carrying the fishing rod for you, the old man can't afford to lose face."

Pei Qian sighed, asked Cui Cheng to wait for a while, picked up the fishing line, put it away together with the hook, put it back into a small package in the bamboo box, carried the bamboo box back, grabbed the fishing rod, and lightly He shouted: "Let's go!"

The fishing rod was nailed straight into a big tree in the distance.

In the morning and evening meals of the next day, because I walked along the big river, I still cooked fish soup and rice.

Cui Cheng sipped the fish soup and said, "If we walk down the river, will we both eat this every day?"

Pei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "I'm satisfied with what I have to eat, what else is there to make?"

Pei Qian finally snorted and said: "You don't know, when I was traveling with master, it was just me and master, there was no such thing as the old cook. At that time, it was called hard work, and master was tested at that time." As for me, I haven't officially accepted me as the first disciple of Kaishan. Master is good at fishing, but I can't do it. Once I was really hungry and panicked, and Master didn't ask me to come over to eat. Guess what I came up with? "

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "I beg Chen Ping'an to reward you with a bite of food?"

Pei Qian sneered and said: "Fuck, I went to a river with turbid water, and the water is not deep. Go to my waist, plop it, and I plunged down with a slam. Then I stretched out my arm and hit the rock. I probed into the crevice, and after stirring, I caught a big fish, a big catfish about the length of my arm. He raised his arm and shook it several times before he smashed that big catfish to the ground!"

When Pei Qian said this, he was a little proud, "Master was dumbfounded, and gave me a thumbs up, full of praise!"

Cui Cheng laughed and said, "There are lots of nonsense."

Pei Qian immediately relaxed his shoulders, "Well, Master did not give a thumbs up, nor did he speak well of me, but just glanced at me."

In fact, that time, Heitan girl was so stubborn that she hid the injured arm behind her back and stared at Chen Pingan fiercely.

At this moment, Pei Qian quickly swore to the old man, "I really caught that big catfish..."

Speaking of this, worried that Cui Cheng would not believe it, Pei Qianmaliu'er rolled up his sleeves, but was very annoyed, and sighed, "I forgot that there was no such mark long ago."

Pei Qian soon had a smile on his face, "It's thanks to the master who grabbed a handful of herbs, threw them in front of me, smashed them up and applied them on my arms, and it didn't hurt at all. Do you think it's strange? Not working? You don’t understand, do you?”

Cui Cheng smiled and nodded.

after that.

Pei Qian would still copy books every day, and practice that crazy sword technique from time to time.

Cui Cheng just walked slowly with Pei Qian.

Watching Pei Qian beating water with stones this day, the old man asked casually, "Girl Pei, what is the saddest thing you have ever heard in your life?"

Pei Qian didn't hear it on purpose.

The old man asked again.

Pei Qian squatted by the water, and said slowly: "Just twice, once at the frontier inn of the Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou. Master didn't say anything, but he just looked at me, and I felt sad."

"Later, there was a saying, which was said by the big white goose. He asked me, would he only practice boxing after the death of the master. It was also sad, and it made people sleepless."

Cui Cheng didn't say anything more.

Pei Qian, who seems to have become carefree soon, has already picked two unknown grasses by the river, and is playing with the fighting grass that the country children like most.

The mountains and rivers are far away, and we gradually come to the place where there are people.

Cui Cheng still took Pei Qian to the scenic place. On a cliff, the old man put his hands behind his back and smiled, "What a rock wall embroidered with iron flowers, murderous and silent."

Pei Qian hummed and nodded slightly, as if he understood everything.

Cui Cheng turned his head and said with a smile: "I'm used to wading through mountains and rivers with my feet on the ground. Next, let's do a real trek over mountains and mountains? Dare you?"

Pei Qian put a talisman on his forehead, and said proudly: "People in the Jianghu, only can't, no dare!"

Cui Cheng did not travel far away against the wind, but supported the wall, followed by Pei Qian who followed the same example.

At the top of the mountain, there are at least ten miles away from the green hills in the distance.

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Grasp the trekking stick and the bamboo box firmly."

Before Pei Qian could ask anything, the old man grabbed his shoulders, smiled and shouted, "Go!"

Pei Qian, who looked like a mountain god controlling the clouds and mists, was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold at first, but he quickly got used to it. With a sound of wow, he started playing with the dog planer. Looking down, the mountains and rivers were winding under his feet.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

When he was about to crash into the green hill on the opposite side, Pei Qian gently adjusted his breathing, stretched his body in the air, changed his posture, slightly changed his trajectory, stepped on a towering tree with his feet, bent his knees instantly, and curled up , The whole big tree was broken by her stepping on it. When the broken tree hit the ground, Pei Qian tapped his toes lightly and floated to the ground.Cui Cheng was already standing beside her, and said, "Climb to the summit earlier than anyone else."

Pei Qian ran wildly, like a wisp of green smoke, Cui Cheng just kept keeping a distance of five or six feet away from Pei Qian, so he could see him but couldn't catch up.

One old and one young, they went in a straight line on the following mountain road, and when there was no way ahead, Cui Cheng threw out Pei Qian.

In the end, Pei Qian could even play that set of crazy swordsmanship in the clouds and mist.

One day when the moon and stars were thinning, the two landed at the foot of a famous Xiyue Mountain in Nanyuan Kingdom.

Pei Qian blinked, eager to try: "Throw me up?"

Cui Cheng smiled and said: "It's time to walk, scholars should respect the mountains."

Pei Qian nodded, "That's right."

In the mountainous land of Nanyuan Kingdom, in the past history, of course, there were no real miraculous events. As for the legends and deeds in the official history, there may be many.

But now it's hard to say.

Cui Cheng took Pei Qian to climb the mountain and walked on the steps. Pei Qian shook the small bamboo box, tapped the steps lightly with his walking stick, and said with a smile, "It's somewhat similar to the steps of our Lupo Mountain."

Cui Cheng said: "The scenery in the world will be similar if you don't look carefully."

Pei Qian nodded, and decided to write down this sentence silently, so that he can show it off in the future, so as to fool that idiot Zhou Mili.

Cui Cheng climbed the mountain slowly, looked around, and read a line of poetry, "Thousands of mountains are towering with scales, thousands of ravines are full of pines and waves, strange things surprise the centenarians."

Pei Qian nodded and said, "Good poetry!"

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "You understand?"

Pei Qian grinned, "I said it for Master."

Cui Cheng laughed heartily.

At the top of the mountain, there was a Taoist temple with a closed door. Cui Cheng didn't knock on the door, but walked around with Pei Qian and saw some inscriptions on the cliff. Cui Cheng looked into the distance and said with emotion: "The sages once said, The fate of the country lies in the vitality, and the fate of the country lies in the hearts of the people. Sincerity is what I say, sincerity is what I say..."

Pei Qian turned to look at the old man, and finally remembered that the old man said that he was a scholar.

It is rare for the two of them to go down the mountain on foot, and then go down, there will be smoke in the countryside, there will be cities and towns, and there will be post roads and official roads.

I met a lot of people along the way, of all kinds, most of them passed by, and there was no trouble.

That day, the two were at a roadside tea stall, and Pei Qian paid for two large bowls of herbal tea.

Pei Qian made himself a bamboo hat.

There is a wrong sword at the waist, a small bamboo box on the back, a bamboo hat on the head, and a mountain stick slanted by the table, which looks very funny.

A group of gangsters who got off their horses came to the next table, and Pei Qian was a little flustered. She, who was originally sitting opposite the old man's table, quietly sat on the bench next to the old man.

Quickly glanced at the group of real Jianghu people, Pei Qian lowered his voice, and asked the old man, "Do you know what things you must have to walk in Jianghu?"

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Tell me about it."

Pei Qian said softly: "A big bag of gold leaves, a tall horse, a precious knife that cuts iron like mud, and a well-known nickname in the Jianghu. The master said that with these, you can go to the Jianghu and eat incense wherever you go. .”

Pei Qian was suddenly a little happy, "I don't want to be a tall horse in the future. Master promised me that when I leave the rivers and lakes, he will definitely buy me a little donkey."

Cui Cheng smiled and nodded.

The Jianghu people who pulled their waists and swords were sitting next door, one of them didn't take his seat immediately, stretched out his hand to hold the little girl's bamboo hat, and laughed loudly: "Where is the little Heitan who ran out, yo, is she still a little heroine? With a saber belt Swordsman, so majestic."

The man reached out and pressed Pei Qian's head heavily, "Tell me, who did you learn from?"

Cui Cheng was just drinking tea.

Pei Qian's face was pale, without saying a word, he slowly raised his head, and said timidly: "I learned from my master."

The man from the rivers and lakes took a step back with a smile, and kicked the green bamboo box of the girl in the bamboo hat, "Why are you walking in the rivers and lakes, and you still carry a tattered book box?"

Pei Qian just wanted to ask Cui Cheng for help, but he never thought that the old man said with a smile: "Fix it yourself."

Pei Qian wiped the sweat off his face, seeing that the man was going to kick the bamboo box behind him even harder, Pei Qian stood up, moved away, subconsciously stretched out his hand, and pulled the walking stick hold in hand.

The man stepped into the air, just felt that he had lost face, and became a little angry from embarrassment. When he saw the scene of the little black charcoal picking things up in the air, he began to sweat on his forehead, and tried his best to make his somewhat unkind face into a kind expression. Then he bowed his head, rubbed his hands together and said with a dry smile, "I have admitted the wrong person, I have admitted the wrong person."

Pei Qian thought for a while, then sat back in his original seat.

Cui Cheng smiled and asked, "Do you dare not fight back?"

Pei Qian shook his head, and said sullenly: "At the beginning, I was a little afraid that he would break the bamboo box, but after I saw him handing it out, I was even more afraid that if I was not careful, I would punch him through the chest. "

Cui Cheng asked again: "Why are you afraid of this? Isn't it because the other party is afraid of you?"

Pei Qian still shook his head, "Master said, traveling in the rivers and lakes is not only about fighting and killing with pleasure. When encountering trivial matters, being able to hold back your fists is the skill of a martial arts practitioner."

Cui Cheng smiled.

I don't know whether to make fun of the little girl's big talk, or the town saying "to the door".

Cui Cheng finished drinking the tea in the bowl and said, "You only have a few pennies in your possessions, and if you lose a copper coin, of course you have to worry about it. When you have a lot of fairy money, you will lose a few pennies..."

Pei Qian was categorical: "We still have to search all over the place!"

Just kidding, there is no reason not to get back lost money.

The master said that every copper coin that belongs to one's own purse, if lost, is that poor homeless worm.

Seeing that the old man didn't speak, Pei Qian said strangely: "If you explain it differently, I will listen."

Cui Cheng laughed and said: "The old gentleman also has a time when the old saying is over, and the old reason is not."

Pei Qian was a little disappointed, "Think again?"

Cui Cheng shook his head and said, "I don't want to."

The people at the next table didn't even drink tea, and rode off on their horses.

It seems that there is a real emergency.

Cui Cheng took Pei Qian and continued on his way. Looking into the distance, he said with a smile, "Catch up and tell them what's on your mind. You can do whatever you want."

Pei Qian hesitated.

Cui Cheng waved his hand.

Pei Qian took a deep breath, supported his bamboo hat, and started to gallop, and then carefully thought about what he should say, so that he seemed reasonable, well-founded, and polite. After a while, Pei Qian, who was running faster than a horse, had already chased Get on that one person and one ride.

She gradually slowed down, raised her head and said to the man on horseback who looked like a mourner: "Walk in the rivers and lakes, you must speak morally!"

Seeing that person with a demented look on his face.

Pei Qian emphasized his tone and asked loudly, "Do you remember?"

The man trembled: "Remember!"

Not only him, but even his other friends in the world couldn't help answering.

When Pei Qian got the answer, he stopped suddenly, waiting for the old man behind him to catch up with him.

After that, Pei Qian and the old man walked across the high walls of Zhoucheng.

I have burned incense in Taoist temples around the world, sold all kinds of delicious food in the market, and visited the bookstores in my hometown. Pei Qian bought books for Sister Baoping and Li Huai. He prepared gifts out of his pocket, but unfortunately, in his hometown of Nanyuan, the fairy money doesn't work. Looking at the copper coins and silver coins, it seems that he has gone to another house, and Pei Qian is still a little worried.

When Cui Cheng walked out of the book shop with Pei Qian, he asked, "Do you find it boring to behave like your master everywhere?"

Pei Qian walked swaggeringly on the bustling streets, "Of course not, what's so boring about being alive, what do you want to do if you can eat and drink enough every day? I used to be a beggar in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, and I was in tatters. It’s so bad, I can’t even get in the door, how pitiful, I can only lean against the wall, try to get as close as possible to pray to the Bodhisattva, but the Bodhisattvas can’t listen, should I be hungry or growling, should I be beaten No, it still hurts so much that my intestines are spinning."

Cui Cheng smiled and said: "You can't think like this. Didn't the Bodhisattvas hear it in the end, let Chen Pingan stand in front of your eyes and become your master?"

Pei Qian stopped suddenly, her eyes turned red instantly, and she asked the old man to wait for her. She ran to the temple in the city alone, asked for incense and offered incense, and took off the small bamboo box and put it aside. She stood at the feet of the Bodhisattva On the futon, I knocked my head a lot.

After the two left the city, Cui Cheng said that they were going to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom.

Pei Qian nodded and said nothing.

On the banks of a river not far from the capital.

Cui Cheng sat by the river, and Pei Qian squatted beside him, scooping up water to wash his face.

The old man asked, "Are you still afraid of that Cao Qinglang? If so, we can enter the city later."

Pei Qian remained silent, staring blankly at the other side of the river.

The old man casually picked up a stone, threw it lightly into the river, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you're afraid of someone or something. But don't be too afraid to face it. Scholars do their research, and there are many sages who talk about breaking the sky." The truth, ordinary juniors, can catch up? Don’t you want to learn? Some poems and sentences that the predecessors wrote first, but the posterity can only stare blankly, how to compare? Don’t write articles? The most fearful thing is Now that you are on the same path, it is destined to be difficult to avoid in this life, so you will deceive yourself and others, and only do some comfortable work that is within your reach."

The old man pointed to the distance, "But you have to know what's going on over there. Keep your eyes open and watch carefully. Don't be afraid, just hide. Then you will be afraid for the rest of your life."

The old man smiled and said, "It's not that the old man is just an outsider, making sarcastic remarks."

The old man continued: "When I was studying, and then studying in the study, my heart was higher than the sky, and I never lost when I argued with others. Later, when I practiced boxing, I was alone, and I traveled thousands of miles with only my fists. What I want, studying is the same as practicing martial arts, it is the one in the book that although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go."

The old man sighed and said: "There are no heroes in this era, but Zhuzi becomes famous. This sentence is the saddest. It is not because Zhuzi became famous, but there are no heroes in this era. So we don't be afraid of how good others are. If others are good, we can be better, that is the truth. Really grown up."

"You Pei Qian, one day, not only is he Chen Pingan's founding disciple, but you Pei Qian will be Pei Qian. Of course Chen Pingan is willing to take care of you all the time. Don't meddle in your own business, but you close people who are already gathered around are the burdens that Chen Pingan has to pick up all his life. He is not afraid of hardship and enjoys it. This kind of person, in this kind of matter, you advise him to do more for himself Think about it, it’s a chicken talking to a duck, the truth, he must be able to listen to it, it’s hard to change it.”

The old man stopped talking.

Pei Qian raised his head, "Go, go to the capital, I will lead the way!"

The old and the young went to the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom. As the old rules, if there is no customs clearance document, they will pass over the wall silently.

Anyway, Old Man Cui took her to do it, so even if Master knew about it, he shouldn't be too angry, right?

After entering the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, which Pei Qian was still very familiar with, Pei Qian slowed down.

The old man didn't make any urging.

After walking through the Zhuangyuan Lane, passing by the martial arts gym that is still open, and then arriving at the Xinxiang Temple.

Pei Qian has already moved a little faster.

But when Pei Qian was not so scared, the old man stopped at the entrance of the small temple, and no pilgrims came in or out.

Pei Qian wanted to follow in, but Cui Cheng shook his head and said, "You should go by yourself for the last part of the journey."

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, turned around and walked along a street to that alley alone.

The old man kept looking at the thin figure, smiled, and walked into the temple without burning incense. Finally, he found a quiet corridor and sat there.

----

On the other side of the alley, Pei Qian found that the courtyard door was locked, and she was sitting on the steps outside the door.

After sitting until dusk, a young man in green clothes walked into the alley.

Pei Qian stood up and looked at him.

Cao Qinglang walked forward quickly, with a smile on her face.

Pei Qian said slowly, "Long time no see, Cao Qinglang."

Cao Qinglang smiled and said, "Hi, Pei Qian."

Then Cao Qinglang opened the door, turned her head and asked, "Last time you left in a hurry and didn't have time to ask you how Mr. Chen is..."

Pei Qian was a little annoyed, and blurted out: "Why do you deserve such a beating?"

Cao Qinglang couldn't help but laugh.

He was really a little afraid of her.

Pei Qian looked at him.

Cao Qinglang wondered, "What's wrong?"

Pei Qian strode into the yard and picked up the familiar small bench, "Cao Qinglang, I want to tell you something!"

Cao Qinglang sat down with a smile.

Two small benches, two old friends who are not very old.

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In the corridor of Xinxiang Temple, Cui Cheng closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time, as if he had been waiting for the reunion in the alley and wanted to know the answer before he could rest assured.

It's just that Cui Cheng's expression became more and more tired. After Pei Qian left, he could no longer hide his old look.

During this period, when a monk approached, Cui Cheng just smiled and shook his head.The monk put his palms together with a smile, bowed his head and turned to leave.

Cui Cheng sat cross-legged on the spot, as if he had finally let go of his thoughts, folded his hands lightly, his eyes were in a trance, he was silent for a long time, closed his eyes lightly, and murmured: "There is a true meaning in this, and I forgot to tell it."