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At that time, in the small street, the rain was gradually subsiding, and Ning Yao turned to look at Chen Ping'an, who had a steady breath and a calm demeanor. Although she didn't like old man Yang, she had to admit that the old man was a real master of the world.

"Old man Yang is not a simple person."

Ning Yao paused for a moment, then turned his head to look, the unremarkable Yang family shop, the sky street was moist like crispy in the light rain, the pharmacy after the rain, the outline was soft, the water vapor was hazy, the girl made some minor modifications on her own: "Old man Yang , it's not easy."

Chen Ping'an didn't hear the difference between the two, he just hummed and said with a smile: "I used to think that Grandpa Yang was very good and fair, but now I know that Grandpa Yang is secretive, Miss Ning, he should also Are you a practitioner?"

Ning Yao said something Chen Ping'an couldn't understand, "It's a bit similar, but it's actually different, but to you, it's no different."

Now at the southern end of the covered bridge, Chen Ping'an, who survived the disaster, looked back at the girl in Tsing Yi, and the young man's mood was also very different.

When she heard the footsteps, she stood up with a shy smile, and saw the straw-shoe boy and the green-robed girl standing side by side, the girl with a ponytail, a little uneasy.Chen Ping'an didn't dare to treat the girl named Ruan Xiu in front of him as an ordinary girl. Of course, the image of the girl that impressed him the most was still the word "Sit and Eat".

Ruan Xiu glanced at Ning Yao, who had an indifferent and heroic face, but she didn't dare to say hello.

Ning Yao glanced at the delicate girl who was petite and slender but well-nurtured, and was reluctant to say hello.

The three walked down the steps of the covered bridge together, and Chen Ping'an said softly, "I heard from Mr. Qi that Liu Xianyang is fine."

Ruan Xiu nodded vigorously and said, "Wake up, wake up, after the shopkeeper of the Yang family shop saw him, he said that it was Lord Yan who was kind enough to spare Liu Xianyang to get his life back. The old shopkeeper also said that as long as he could wake up , even if it's nothing serious. I was afraid that you would be in a hurry, so I wanted to tell you as soon as possible, but my father wouldn't let me cross the covered bridge..."

The girl babbled like a twittering oriole, and at the end, she was a little apologetic.

In fact, there were some things the girl didn't say. After Liu Xianyang woke up, she rushed out the door as soon as she came to the covered bridge, and patronized the boy to tell the boy news. When she wanted to run down the covered bridge from the steps at the north end, her elusive father grabbed her by the ear and pulled her back. The girl said something, so her father promised her to sit on the steps at the south end and wait for someone.

This is not the beginning of love, or some kind of love between children, but a spontaneous kindness.

Of course, the premise is that Chen Ping'an, this guy, did not make the girl feel disgusted, on the contrary, he still has some good feelings, or his approval of Chen Ping'an.

All of this was the first time the two of them met. The young man was willing to go into the water and fish for others. Afterwards, the wound on his left hand was so painful that he didn't feel any regrets. Later, when Liu Xianyang encountered a change, the young man was willing to stand up and take responsibility. things, the blessings Chen Ping'an accumulated by himself, bit by bit.

All of this is what the young Chen Ping'an insisted on for a long time, but he happened to be bumped into by the girl Ruan Xiu. In fact, Chen Ping'an missed, of course, more, such as the golden carp in the fish basket, the one that was given to Gu Can The loach, the four-legged snake, the locust leaves falling before the boy's eyes, and so on, all these missed opportunities will never be caught by the boy just because Chen Ping'an is a person who cherishes happiness.

Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao and Ruanxiu walked down the covered bridge. The boys and girls didn't realize that droplets of different heights quietly fell into the stream.

Those water droplets were originally attached under the eaves of the covered bridge, or gathered on the railing of the covered bridge, or in the potholes on the outer edge of the covered bridge aisle.

In the end they all fell into the creek and merged into the stream.

At the same time, the backyard of Yangjiapu's shop was filled with water and looked like a small pond, with ripples and waves, returning to its muddy and muddy appearance. The figure, vaguely visible, is a hunchbacked old woman with an unclear face.

Old man Yang was not surprised by this, he smoked the dry cigarette again, and asked, "What did you see?"

The figure was like a water plant, involuntarily swaying "with the water", and said hoarsely: "That little girl is the only daughter of the next saint here, how noble is her status, why do you fall in love with the boy in the rough alley?"

Old man Yang sneered: "That's it?"

The old woman on the water was trembling and dared not speak again.

The old man said slowly, "Since you've come this far, some rules should be made clear to you, so as not to die later, you don't know what's going on, and you feel wronged."

The old man seemed to be brewing a secret, and he was not in a hurry to speak.

After the rain stopped, the water in the courtyard gradually submerged, and the old woman's figure became more and more blurred. She said pitifully, "Da Xian, I just want to see my grandson a few more times."

The interrupted old man Yang was a little impatient: "What do you think is your business, I'm too lazy to care about it."

Speaking of this, the old man looked a little dazed, and said to himself: "You are lucky, if you fall into the hands of the three religions, you will have to talk about whether you will be in the next life, where will you be in the current situation. There is a Buddhist saying of subduing your mind. Reciting and making a vow are very important. Confucianism is better, and it is not so broad. It is just a hard-working and earnest teaching, admonishing the disciples, disciples and grandchildren, to be careful and independent, which means to say that they are not right and wrong. As for Taoism, they put 'how to think about it'. The importance of 'has been elevated, and it is even more severe than Buddhism, so many people have become so-called outsiders when they go astray. Because Taoism pursues purity, it attaches great importance to self-examination. Those questions left by the Taoist patriarch, if you stop asking yourself, you will be confused..."

The old man smoking a dry cigarette is like a hidden dragon in the surging sea of ​​clouds, and the old woman hears it even more like a cloud. Biting the bullet and rote memorization.

Old man Yang suddenly smiled and said, "You don't need to remember these, because we don't care about that."

The old woman stood still.

Old man Yang repeated, "We don't care what you think, we only see what you do."

The old woman said nervously: "Daxian, I remember it."

Old man Yang twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Since you are a river mother, you must be responsible for all affairs in the river, not only to accumulate yin and virtue for yourself, but also to win the incense of the people for yourself. If you can let someone build a temple for you, It is your ability to shape the golden body, so that a strand of avatar stands in it. After that, you must strive to allow the court to accommodate you and become an orthodox genealogy of mountains and rivers within a country, and obtain an officially recognized identity. If it is, at least it should be included in the local county annals. If the temple that enshrines you is finally regarded as a shrine, and the government is ordered to eradicate it and the golden body is torn down, then your life will not be easy, it will be worse than a lonely ghost. ."

The old woman dared to ask: "Daxian, as you said before, we will all ban it here, so what can I do, the little river woman, except to continue my life? Daxian, what do you mean by temple incense, mountain and river genealogy Yes, and the local county annals..."

Old man Yang said: "This was in the past, and it will be hard to say in the future. In the future, this place will be reduced from a small cave to a small blessed land without a threshold. Anyone can come here, and there is no need to pay the three bags of copper coins. It is also the root of why Emperor Dali is so unscrupulous, some things are done 60 years earlier, or 60 years later, the result will be completely different."

The old woman gritted her teeth and asked, "Daxian, is it because of my grandson that you are willing to protect me?"

Old man Yang nodded, not concealing his original intention.

The old woman asked again, "If that's the case, why did Daxian let that Zhenwu Mountain military family take away my horse Kuxuan? Why not cultivate it yourself?"

It turned out that the old woman who turned into He Po was the old woman who was beaten to death by a slap in the face.

The old man Yang lightly knocked on the cigarette stick, and the water figure formed by the condensed soul of the old woman suddenly twisted and wailed.

This pain without warning is like a common man who suddenly suffers heart-breaking pain, how can an old woman bear it?

The old man Yang said indifferently: "Although in my eyes, there is no difference between good and bad, there is no difference between good and evil, and I don't use this to measure Yin virtue, it doesn't mean that I like what you do. I didn't care about you before. But in the future, even if I wipe you out, it will only be a matter of thought, so don't take an inch."

The old woman fell to her knees and begged for mercy: "Da Xian, I dare not dare!"

Zhenwu Mountain Jianxiu spent a lot of money, and the surnamed Yin who invited him down, faced with the rude questioning of the young Ma Kuxuan, even the soldier Jianxiu felt palpitations at that time, for fear of provoking the wrath of thunder, why in the end, Yin surnamed Is the true god replying to the boy in a serious manner?Even answering the seven words "if you don't do it, you can't do it" in human words?

This is not at all a question and answer between man and God.

It's just that this is different. I'm afraid that even the sword cultivator, whose status has been considered detached, is not aware of it, and only regards it as the true god's own unknown rules and considerations, but the old man in the small courtyard knows it well.

That boy is destiny.

Not at all inferior to the servant girl Zhigui.

Wang Zhu, Wang Zhu.

Together, they are beads.

A real dragon, what is the most precious thing?

珠！

Why did she choose to rely on Song Jixin, Prince Dali?

The emperors of the world have always liked to regard themselves as real dragons, and one's luck can be linked to the kingdom of the dynasty. It is obvious that the two can be regarded as strong alliances and complement each other.

But having said that, in terms of cultivation, there is a long road, luck, talent, roots, opportunity, and temperament, all of which are indispensable. But in the end, on the road of cultivation, there are both first steps and late bloomers, so there is no absolute.

In this town, apart from Ma Kuxuan and Zhigui, Song Jixin, Zhao Yao, Gu Can, Ruan Xiu, Liu Xianyang, as well as those children who have their own destiny, can be said to be the favored children of heaven.

Even the bottomless old man Yang, he would not dare to say whose achievements will definitely be higher than who.

Old man Yang glanced at the water in the courtyard and said, "Go, you just need to watch the movement over the covered bridge for the time being."

The old woman said in fear: "Da Xian, over the covered bridge, especially the deep pool, even I can't get close. Every time I go over a little bit, it's like cooking in a frying pan..."

Old man Yang smiled, "You don't need to approach, just keep your eyes on the covered bridge. For example, if something flies out from under the covered bridge in the future, you can see where it goes."

The old woman hurriedly ordered to leave.

Above the water in the courtyard, the misty figure of the old woman disappeared in an instant.

"Master Master!"

At the back door of the main hall of the Yang family shop, Zheng Dafeng laughed and shouted, and hurriedly came to announce the good news.

The two came to the backyard one after the other, and Zheng Dafeng, who was in front of him, was windy, "Brother is back, great news!"

Old man Yang looked at the honest man behind Zheng Dafeng, who nodded.

But the man was hesitant to speak, full of questions, but he was dumb and didn't know how to ask.

In the end, the man just said in a muffled voice, "Master, why did you take Ma Kuxuan as an apprentice instead of that boy? I don't like the boy with the surname Ma."

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sp;Old man Yang stared and said, "So you took the initiative to grab that golden carp and sell it to Chen Pingan?!"

The middle-aged man had more backbone than Zheng Dafeng, who was restrained in front of the old man. He sat on the bench where Chen Ping'an sat before, "What's wrong? I'm happy. Master, don't you really like that child?"

If Chen Ping'an was present, he would have been shocked, because the middle-aged fish seller he met on the street was exactly this person.

Old man Yang angrily said: "What happened? That fish basket and that golden carp were delivered to Chen Ping'an? Huh?!"

The man was sullen and silent.

Zheng Dafeng fanned the flames aside, "Senior brother, it's not me who told you, I've blinded your dragon king basket, it's not good for anyone, but it was given to Da Li's nemesis, the little prince of Da Sui. Be careful in the future, Song Changjing You can settle accounts after the autumn. Besides, if the fat water doesn’t flow to outsiders, it’s better to leave it to my nephews and nieces. Why, brother, you think the treasure is hot, it’s really not good, you can give it to me.”

The old man Yang's eyes were coldly thrown, Zheng Dafeng was silent, he didn't dare to say another word, raised his hands, and sat honestly on the steps.

The old man said, "Take Fu Nanhua to the Old Dragon City together."

Zheng Dafeng was full of surprise, turned his head to look, only to see the expressionless face of the old man.

The bachelor who was the gatekeeper for the town, slowly retracted his gaze, patted his knees, stood up with a wry smile, walked down the steps without saying a word, and walked towards the back door of the shop.

The old man's majestic voice came from behind, "Remember, you can't reveal your roots in death!"

Zheng Dafeng smiled even more bitterly, nodded, did not turn around, and quickened his pace.

After walking to the back door corridor of the main hall, the man turned around, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and said solemnly, "Master, take care of your health."

From beginning to end, the old man said nothing.

Zheng Dafeng sadly left the Yang family shop.

The man Li Er, who was sitting on the bench, had some grievances for Zheng Dafeng, his junior and junior brother: "Master, you are too much to junior brother..."

The old man smiled and said, "Inhumane?"

The man nodded, "Junior brother, although he doesn't do anything right all day, but you are very kind to Master. To be honest, I can't compare to him."

The old man was noncommittal about this, "It's rootless duckweed anyway, and it can't even compare to the weeds on the roadside. It's not death where it dies."

The man sighed and said, "Junior brother will definitely feel uncomfortable when he leaves the town this time."

"Generally speaking, if you want to be in the same line, you need to have three disciples, one is 'can be of great use' and can light up the master's door. After the master's death, he can be a leader and hold the position, both for face and inner. A person who can 'continue the incense' seems to be inferior to the former, but he is more resilient. The sky falls, even if the useful disciple dies, but it is this person who can ensure that the incense of the teacher will continue, and at its peak, The effect is not obvious, and it is very important when the family is at a dangerous moment. The last one, it must be 'interesting', with good talent, good roots, everything is good, it is very interesting, and you don't even have to be grateful to the master and the sect. Master's, you won't follow the rules with such a disciple, as the saying goes, the disciple of the church starved to death the master, and this last disciple is like this."

The man asked curiously, "Me, Junior Brother, and Ma Kuxuan, who are the three of us?"

Old man Yang said with a smile: "After so many years, who said I only have your three apprentices?"

The man was stunned for a while, his smile a little embarrassed, "I forgot about this."

Old man Yang asked with a smile, "How about Song Changjing?"

The man thought seriously for a moment, but only two words popped out, "Not bad."

The old man Yang smoked a dry cigarette and puffed out the mist, tsk tsk admiringly said: "That is very powerful."

The man said, "Song Changjing promised..."

Before the apprentice could finish speaking, Old Man Yang stomped his feet, and the world fell silent.

The man smiled and said, "Master, what we've been doing all these years can't be considered to be concealed, so why should we care about it?"

The old man Yang said slowly: "You don't even act like you are, are you going to rebel?"

The man asked back, "Are there two?"

Old man Yang raised his head and glanced at the sky. His eyes passed through the three layers of heaven and earth, and the old man was silent.

With a heavy heart, the man asked, "Master, my two cubs, are they really going to that Shanya Academy?"

Old man Yang, "Since Qi Jingchun is willing to take this as an exchange, why not go? It's no exaggeration to say that such good things are rare in a century."

Old man Yang asked, "Why didn't Qi Jingchun give it to Chen Pingan all at once?"

Old man Yang said with a smile: "You think that's helping Chen Ping'an? It's almost as if the child didn't die fast enough. Believe it or not, if you succeeded in sending out the Dragon King Basket and the golden carp, within three days, Chen Ping'an would have died violently. Somewhere in town?"

The man wondered: "Chen Pingan was smashed by his father before he was six years old, so there was no restraint. Although this child could not retain any big chance, this is both a bad thing and a good thing. Like a light in a dark room, there are so many moths flying into the flames, during this period, isn't it normal for that poor child to catch something?"

The old man Yang explained: "As long as he is in a small town, Chen Ping'an will not have any good luck. The chances are too great that the child can't afford it or keep it, and he is a poor and lowly life with empty hands. If he can survive, it is already quite a lot. It's not easy anymore. With those so-called arrogant sons, who won't die seven or eight times."

The man grinned and said, "So that's why Master, you are willing to help him. What you can give, Master, happens to be the only thing Chen Ping'an can handle."

The old man Yang hesitated for a moment, and let out a thick sigh of smoke, "Then do you know that you tried to give Chen Ping'an the chance and almost killed him. The prince of the Sui Dynasty and the eunuch, Ning Yao, the criminal assassin, that strange Taoist... Chen Pingan almost died on this line."

The man frowned.

Old man Yang changed the subject, "In the past, the saints who were in charge of the heaven and earth in this area often took office first to check the overwhelming things left by the four ancestors, and the second thing was to come to my side and speak up. Greetings, but even these saints, the vast majority of them, are aware of it and don't know why. There are two types of people who won't come to my side. The first situation is mostly in the early years, when The Buddhist power of Dongbaopingzhou is prosperous, and there are still many bald donkey monks. This group of people dare not come, because they are afraid of karma. Another situation is Qi Jingchun. The above just deliberately did not tell him the truth, and they wished Qi Jingchun and I There was a conflict and a big fight. The reason why Qi Jingchun came today was because he figured out the aftertaste by himself, or..."

The old man's face was solemn, "The possibility of this situation is too small, and the consequences are too great to imagine. I hope not, and... it should not be."

In the small world, there is another cave.

Qi Jingchun sits on one side, while Old Man Yang seems to be separate from the feudal town, and there is no sign of being under the fence at all.

Old man Yang said with emotion: "A Confucian sage before Mr. Qi Jingchun said, 'The sage tried his best to follow the rules, and he thought the square was straight.' What does he mean? Simply put, it is you ordinary people. The great kindness and great virtue of the sage master is that the old man took all his strength and exhausted his eyesight to formulate these rules and frameworks, so that future generations can walk in it without suffering disasters and disasters. In the next life, they will have the opportunity to continue to be reincarnated as a human being. "

The man scratched his head and said, "Master, what are you telling me to do, I don't understand, only Zheng Dafeng can talk to you."

Old man Yang said with a smile: "If you and Li Er could talk, I wouldn't say it. One speaks, one listens, one asks and one answer. It's just right."

The old man Yang stood up and looked into the distance, "If one day, that child can walk out of the town alive and wander outside for decades, he will be surprised that the original hometown was so big."

The master stood up, and the man had no choice but to follow him. Although he didn't know the rules, he still understood the rules.

The old man Yang said: "Don't stay here, take that shrew from your family and go to a place. In Dongbao Pingzhou, you never hope to break through in your life. Song Changjing is a careful eye, and he will suppress the realm in the future. You don't think it's disgusting, I, a master, still think it's disgusting. By the way, son and daughter, if you're really reluctant, you can take one away, and if it's a big deal, take a little of Qi Jingchun's gift."

The man asked, "Master, what should I do if my daughter-in-law insists on taking the two babies away together?"

Old man Yang said angrily, "Who is in charge of your family?!"

The man said with a straight face: "She!"

The old man took a deep breath and waved his hand to chase people away, "Fuck off, all four of the family get off, what a love!"

The man walked down the steps, suddenly turned his head and asked, "What about you, Master?"

The old man sat back on the bench, reached out to touch the shredded tobacco in his pocket, and found that there was nothing left. After retracting his hand, his face calmly said, "What else can I do, just wait for death."

The man walked under the eaves over there, turned his head and smiled for no reason: "I don't think Ma Kuxuan can take something like that with him."

The old man looked gloomy and laughed at himself: "If he can't take it away, then no one really can take it away."

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The four surnames and ten clans in the town suddenly received news that within three days, all foreigners must withdraw from the town, and Lizhu Cave is only allowed to go out, not to enter.

Although the resentment was overwhelming, in the end, no one questioned the matter.

In the eastbound team, the ancestor of the Li family did not hesitate to come forward in person, secretly escorting the young ancestor of Zhengyang Mountain away.

The next day, far away in the west of the town, there was a rumbling sound, like an earth-shattering cow turning over, earth-shattering.

It turned out that it was the mountain ape of Zhengyang Mountain, who really pulled up a huge mountain.

The old ape who showed his true body was about to carry it on his back.

The old ape's shoulders suddenly tilted, as if there was a heavy object pressing on his shoulders, the old ape raised his head and squinted.

On the top of the mountain on the shoulder, there is "a" small figure.

Qi Jingchun.

The old ape laughed and said, "Qi Jingchun! Don't be so stingy and miss a big deal!"

Qi Jingchun said solemnly, "Put this Piyun Mountain back."

The old ape raised his shoulders, shouted angrily, and said wildly: "What if you don't let go?!"

The next moment, the mountain-moving ape suddenly left the bottom of the mountain with both hands, rolled sideways, and the huge figure pressed down countless nearby trees.

In the next moment, the giant ape was stomped on the ground.

That person is truly indomitable, and compared to the Mountain Ape, it seems to be someone else's foot ants.

With another kick, the old ape who was trying to get up was stomped deep into the ground again.

One more foot.

The thousand-zhang old ape was paralyzed in the big pit, covered in blood, dying.

The man bowed his body, as if his head was against the sky, looked down at the mountain-moving ape, and said with a sneer: "If I were 60 years ago, the first thing I would do after I left would be to level Zhengyang Mountain!"