Sword comes

Looking at the smiling teenager, Chen Ping'an felt nervous, his body tense, and he couldn't help it.

At the beginning, he fought against Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua for life and death. In fact, the closer Chen Ping An got to them, the more his heart became calmer.Even if he was entangled with the mountain ape in Zhengyang Mountain, and then was hunted down, Chen Ping'an probably had the intention of death from the beginning. Although he thought of it later, he would be afraid, but during the fight, no matter how his life was hanging by a thread, Chen Ping'an was actually not nervous. , of course, it may not be at all.

The only time I had a deep memory of nervousness was when I fought Kuxuan, a peer of the same age in Xinghuaxiang, at the Shenxian Tomb. Chen Ping'an was actually full of sweat.

Cui Yu didn't seem to be surprised by Chen Pingan's almost instinctive intuition.

Since Cui Yu dared to provoke the unfathomable old man Yang in Laoci Mountain, of course, it was not a trick, otherwise it would not make Ruan Qiong, a military saint on the eleventh floor, jealous.

He deliberately turned a blind eye to the nervousness that the straw-sandal boy couldn't hide, turned his eyes away, and pointed out a finger to the University Scholars' Square, which had a story with Dali Jingcheng. His expression was still warm and attentive, and he explained: " Confucianism does my part, Taoism hopes to speak naturally, Buddhism does not ask outsiders, military strategists fight bullfights, four plaques, twelve characters, contain the majestic and abundant spirit of the person who wrote it, and the rules that were established here There are four saints in the family of the Three Religions, part of their lives that they deliberately stayed here, did you see the objects in the hands of the servant, they are specially used for rubbing the monument, the purpose is to make the spirit of those words a layer of spirit Peeling off the layers, the first rubbing stele must be the most similar to the 'authentic', similar in shape and spirit, and later on, it will be farther and farther away from the original appearance of the original, and the value will of course be getting smaller and smaller. I think that apart from Mo Xiangwai Asking for four characters can barely last six times, and the other three plaques may not be able to last four times, especially the military's angry bullfighting, it seems that two characters died not long ago, so the work can be called off after two times."

Chen Ping'an was a little shocked. It turns out that there are so many doorways here, and the words are not only arranged in books, or written on the wall, or the names of deceased people are engraved on the tombstone.

Chen Ping'an had no reason to think of the words on the seal given by Mr. Qi, as well as the prescription of the young Daoist Lu.

Cui Yu continued: "The papers used as rubbing monuments are extremely precious, each one is as thick as a piece of wood, and it is a unique treasure of the Taoist sect of Biezhou. It is called Fengleijian. When writing, the tip of the pen rubs against the paper. With the sound of gusts of wind and thunder, our Emperor does not have much in storage. Usually, we are reluctant to use it. Occasionally, we will give it out to reward ministers who have made meritorious achievements, or give it to a certain yamen in the six departments at the end of the year, so this time, the Ministry of Rites is determined to win those words. We, Mr. Wu, who has a great future, are too hard-hearted. We want to grasp every aspect and grasp it firmly. It is estimated that in the future in the small town, we will encounter obstacles everywhere. It's not easy."

Chen Pingan listened to the scriptures.

Although the young man beside him had a strong tone, Chen Ping'an didn't think he was talking nonsense.

The boy with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows said that he was not an official of Da Li, and he did not seem to be a fake, but he appeared in the blacksmith shop at that time, but followed Wu Yuan, the supervisor. Ruan Xiu said that he might be the companion of Master Wu, the so-called book boy, It was the guy who was carrying a bookcase beside his son when he was studying abroad.But Chen Ping'an can now be sure that this handsome young man who claims to be nicknamed Xiuhu is definitely not simple.Whether it is good in conversation, knowledge, or elegance, compared to Chen Songfeng, the eldest grandson of Longwei County, and Fu Nanhua, the old master of Longcheng, he has to be not bad.

In Chen Ping'an's impression, among all the people he knows, a small group of them are very special, such as Yao Laotou, the kiln head, who is taciturn all the year round. Occasionally speaking, most of them are swearing, but every time Yao Laotou enters the mountain, the whole person's spirit Qi is extraordinarily good, and it will give people the illusion that they are stronger than young men.Another example is the old man Yang of the Yang Family Pharmacy, who is very fair. No matter how bad his relationship with you is, he will not do anything to you, but no matter how good his relationship with you is, he will not give you anything on purpose.And the girl Ning Yaoning, who had just met for a while, also had a heroic spirit on her body.And the Xinghuaxiang Ma Kuxuan, who showed his true colors, was full of vigor and hostility.

The same goes for Cui Yu, nicknamed Xiuhu.

It was like a higher existence than the disciples of the gods like Fu Nanhua and Cai Jinjian. Chen Ping'an even felt that even if Zhenjun Jiejiang was in front of him, Cui Yu's eyes and complexion were so casual.

Of course, only Liu Baqiao in Fenglei Garden can compare to the juvenile's narcissism.

The boy suddenly smiled and asked, "Chen Pingan, can you take me to the courtyard of Song Jixin's house?"

Chen Ping'an's heart twitched, and he seemed to ask casually, "But isn't the archway here yet?"

When the young man smiled and narrowed his eyes, he looked like a harmless and handsome fox fairy, "I know you are worried about my wrong intentions, I will tell you the truth, I am very familiar with Song Jixin's younger brother, and he is very curious about his brother's presence. In the past ten years or so, how the town has lived, I entrusted me to see it with my own eyes, so that I can tell him after returning to the capital."

Chen Pingan asked: "Since he and Song Jixin are brothers, can't he ask himself?"

The teenager snapped his fingers and said in appreciation, "Chen Pingan, you are very smart, you found the loophole so quickly."

Chen Pingan couldn't keep up with this guy's train of thought.

The young man rubbed his brows and said helplessly: "He and his brother Song Jixin, who has never been masked, have a very bad relationship before they meet because of their parents, and the filth in the rich and noble family is like a clay bottle. There are as many trivial matters as Xinghua Alley. So you have to be considerate."

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile, "If I don't agree, will you trouble me?"

The young man looked puzzled, then pointed to his nose and said aggrieved: "I look like a very vicious person? Look at me, widen your eyes and take a closer look, do I look like the kind of person who will kill the whole family if you disagree? "

Chen Pingan answered honestly, "It doesn't look like it."

The young man took a deep breath, "Why does this sound like a bad word?"

He put his hands around his chest and snorted coldly, "If you don't want to take me there, then I'll ask for directions myself."

Chen Pingan asked, "You don't have a key, and you can't even enter the yard. What are you going to see?"

"You Chen Ping'an is too young" appeared on the boy's face, smiling silently.

Chen Pingan was all too familiar with this kind of smile, which Liu Xianyang and Gu Can often had.

Chen Ping'an sighed, "Then I'll take you to Mud Bottle Alley, don't go over the wall in the yard, I can only take you to the door."

The boy slapped Chen Ping'an's shoulder heavily, "Why did you go earlier?!"

The boy turned around and strode away, away from the crowd

The moving archway.

He stopped abruptly, turned his head and saw that Chen Ping'an was walking on the opposite street with a bag on his back.

Some embarrassed teenagers quickly trot to keep up.

After entering the mud bottle alley, the young man looked left and right, and said, "So this is the legendary mud bottle alley. Hidden dragon and crouching tiger, talent is born, talent is born. In the next hundred years, apart from Xinghua Alley, it is estimated that Fulu Street and Peach Leaf Alleys together can't compare to here."

When the young man spoke these words of the gods and gods, it didn't make people feel abrupt at all.

Along the way, the teenager would jump a few times from time to time, watching the scene of the courtyard behind some low walls.

Chen Pingan took him to the entrance of Song Jixin Hospital, "This is it."

The young man stood in the alley, and soon saw the Spring Festival couplet written by Song Jixin himself, his eyes lit up, and he said with emotion: "This is the house where Song Jixin and the servant girl Zhigui live? Well, the words are really good, compared to His younger brother should be more savvy. The more he looks, the more he likes it."

After talking, the young man stepped forward, and after standing on tiptoe, he started to tear off the Spring Festival couplets.

Chen Ping'an was in a hurry, and quickly stopped the boy, "What are you going to do?"

The young man looked innocent and innocent, "Song Jixin will never come back here in this life, keep this pair of Spring Festival couplets in the wind and the sun, and gradually disappear, why don't I keep them and take them to the capital."

Chen Pingan insisted on his own opinion, shook his head and said, "No, before the Spring Festival couplet is replaced by himself at the end of the year, the Spring Festival couplet that is attached cannot be torn off, otherwise it will be easy for the family to be unlucky."

The boy snorted and said disappointedly: "The town still has this particular attention."

Chen Pingan asked, "Would you like to sit in my yard?"

The young man waved his hand, "Forget it, in such a big place, I guess I can't even drink a cup of tea, so I walked away. By the way, this alley is not Broken End Alley, so if you keep going forward, you can walk out. ?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "You can go out."

The young man strode away, not forgetting to turn his back to Chen Ping'an, raise his hand, and shake it.

Chen Ping'an watched the strange boy leave, and then returned to his yard. Seeing that the locust branches at the base of the wall were still there, he put down the basket and took out a bench from the house to sit down.

Chen Pingan abruptly got up and ran quickly into the mud bottle alley. Sure enough, a sneaky guy ran quickly.

Chen Ping'an came to Song Jixin's door and saw that the Spring Festival couplets had been stolen.

Chen Ping'an stood there, looking at the bare walls on both sides of the courtyard gate, he was speechless, and smiled bitterly: "Who is this, it's so unkind."

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Chen Ping'an sighed and walked back to his yard, only to find that old man Yang was sitting on the bench at some point, spitting out smoke.

The old man said slowly, "You're young, what do you do with sighs and sighs? You've finally accumulated a little vitality, and you have to let it out, especially those who practice boxing."

Chen Ping'an was horrified and said solemnly, "I remember."

The old man asked, "Why did the little girl surnamed Ning leave suddenly? It made me lose a bag of Spring Festival money."

Chen Pingan squatted beside the old man, shook his head and said, "I don't know either. I only know that Miss Ning has something to do with a place called Hanging Mountain."

Old man Yang nodded and smiled and said: "Upside down the mountain, the ragged place where birds don't shit, is the junction of the two places. In order to prevent the two sides from running around indiscriminately, one of the three disciples of Daozu, a big headmaster, used the reverse of the universe. The supernatural powers are used to deter foreigners, and in the final analysis, the Upside Down Mountain is actually the mountain character seal of the heavenly name in the world, and the means are very domineering."

In the old man's words, there were both sarcasm and disappointment, of course Chen Ping'an didn't know why.

Old man Yang asked, "Are you going to buy a mountain?"

Chen Ping'an never gave a sloppy look in front of this old man, and answered honestly: "I plan to buy five mountains, Baolu Mountain, Caiyun Peak and Xiancao Mountain. Near Master Ruan's three mountains, there are also Luopao Mountain and Zhenzhu Mountain... …”

The old man interrupted the young man's words and frowned, "Why did you buy Luopo Mountain? Who hinted you? Ruan Qiong? No, he obviously doesn't want to get involved too much with you."

Chen Ping'an wondered: "Is Luo Po Mountain strange?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, spit out a ring of smoke, and nodded, "Except for Piyun Mountain and Xiangshan Mountain, this Luopao Mountain is the most chewy, but so far, I am afraid that even Da Liqin Tianjian Superintendent can't see it. , so the price will not be too high, you can be considered a huge advantage."

The old man's eyes were sharp, and his tone was intensified, "You haven't said why you bought it!"

Chen Pingan said embarrassedly: "When I was looking at the map, a lump of bird droppings fell from the top of my head, which happened to fall on the three characters of Luopo Mountain. In the past, old man Yao always said that there are invisible gods between mountains and rivers. I think it is very fateful, and At that time, I really didn't know what mountain to buy, so I made a random decision to buy it."

After the old man heard "Old Man Yao", his eyes were a bit complicated after the white smoke, and he nodded, "If that's the case, it barely makes sense."

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile, "Master Ruan has agreed to help me buy those five mountains, so I made a profit?"

Old man Yang hummed and said softly, "I earned it."

The old man was a little puzzled. Is it really because of the absence of the rules and regulations of Lizhu Dongtian, Chen Ping'an's luck began to be very good?

Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered one thing, "The boy with a mole between his eyebrows said his surname was Cui, his nickname was Xiuhu, and he also said that I could call him uncle."

Old man Yang did not speak.

Sure enough.

Cui Yu, the national master of Dali, although he has no official body, is the nominal leader of all Qi practitioners in the Dali Dynasty. It is said that he is one of the few national Go players in Dongbaopingzhou.

But what about the uncle?

The old man stood up and reminded: "Keep the square seal that Mr. Qi gave you, especially the one with the word "quiet", and hide it carefully. This Cui Yu is good, or anyone you meet in the future, you Don't be afraid, and of course don't be easily provocative. Just remember one thing, after you have successfully bought five hills, you should be quiet and not move, even if you are a man with your tail between your legs."

Chen Ping'an thought about it carefully, nodded vigorously, and said, "Write it down!"