Sword of Coming

Thank you back to the campfire, Lin Shouyi and Qing Niang are closing, the girl is not interested in the game, and reaches for the bonfire.

Chen Pingyi cut out a section of the branches, set up three simple tents, and came to Li Baowan. The little girl yawned and went to sleep. In addition, Li Wei and Lin Shouyi shared a tent. The girl thanked and had her own tent. Yu Lu often slept in the position of the coachman, and the blanket was half-packed and half-wrapped to deal with the night.

Of course, for most of the time, the team can always find a place to live, or an inn hostel, or a Taoist temple between the mountains.

On a rainy night, by ignoring the lights, they finally found a wealthy family. The master turned out to be Huang Tingguo’s former head of the family, and built an old man who lived in the mountains. He was quite hospitable and saw Li Bao’s negative. The young scholars who traveled to study, the old people were very open-minded, even if they knew that they came from a big enemy of half an enemy country, the old servant was still warmly treated. For the diet, the old man is obsessed with the teachings of the saints who are "not tired of food, not tired of being careful". Chen Ping’s bandits in this small place opened their eyes.

After the old man got along, it seems that with the little girl Li Baobo and the young Yu Lu, especially when they know that the little girl likes to read the travel notes, not only give a few books to the private travels, but also must take them to one place. The scenic spot is a well-known riverside cliff in the area. The cliff surface is flat like a mirror. There are ancient rock carvings that have been unknown for many years. The lettering body has never been seen in the scriptures. It is difficult to understand. There are countless literati in the history. Come here to see the wonders, the stone engravings in Huang Tingguo and its Shangda dynasty dynasty, spread widely, but still no one who studied the true meaning of those words, there are different opinions, there is no conclusion that can convince the public.

Juvenile Cui Wei was only far away from the stone cliff, and said that it was "the thunder of Tianjun, who was engraved by the Emperor of Heaven."

The old man laughed, apparently not convinced. The sages of the dynasties of the dynasties, so they did not dare to succumb to the theory. A 14-year-old boy ran with words, and Huang Tingguo’s old servant was not convinced.

After leaving the house of the old servant, every time Chen Ping’s food was smashed out in the wilderness, he would find that everyone’s eyes were not quite right, especially the red-cotton girl, and there was no silver in this place. I have a sentence: Xiao Shishu, what you have done is very delicious, really, no worse than the food of the Ma Shi Lang family!

Li Wei is also somewhat sleepy. When he greets Lin Shou, he goes to the tent to sleep. Lin Shouyi did not sleep, and the young girl continued to win on the board.

Lin Shouyi and Chen Pingan said that they would accompany the Qing Niangniang to the Xiaoshan Temple to retrieve the precious chess pieces hidden in the wall of the temple. It was probably afraid that Chen was worried. The teenager smiled and explained that the young girl wanted to Going back and forth alone, he volunteered to go forward together.

Chen Pingan is not good at saying anything, just let Lin Shouyi pay attention to the night road.

The teenager climbed with the ghost of the small temple incense ritual, and Chen Ping looked at the back of one person and one ghost. It was probably the unique rule on the mountain. The young girl’s feet were not on the ground, drifting and slowing, and in front of her, there was a little green Yingying. The ghosts of the fires are shining, lighting around, plus the green shirts around them, the two talks are very happy, so this scene, not only does not make people feel terrified, but there is a bit of Li Baowan that landscape travel on the so-called "Bing Candle The romantic travel poetry of the night tour.

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After the girl thanked and left, the young Cui Wei stood alone on the high branch. There were occasional nights in the mountains, and the sound of the night screams suddenly. This kind of bird is called "displaced bird" by the people of Huang Tingguo. It is an ominous sign. It is often associated with “reporting funeral” and “bad news”.

A black smoke rolled through the woods and flew to the side of the white boy, hanging still.

The teenager took back a mess of thoughts and said: "Would you like to leave?"

The gloomy **** from the town nodded: "The amulets that Yang Laotou rewarded are indeed able to defend against the damage caused by the yang hurricane and the city gate, but with the end of the big wilderness, back and forth, I just used it up. I personally escorted it to this Huangtingguo Hengshan. In fact, it is already very stubborn. Maybe it will be difficult to get started in the embroidered river and Wanping County."

The face of the Yinshen is like a lake, like a light swaying, constantly changing, and ambiguous. He said with emotion: "Although I don't know what Yang Laotou did with you, I hope that before I arrive at the college in Daxie, the national division. Adults can follow Chen Ping and they will start and end."

The white boy is still polite in the Yinshen side. "I try my best."

The Yin God suddenly smiled and asked: "Is the National Teacher, do you believe in good or evil?"

Juvenile Cui Wei shook his head and said: "Never believe. If you want to persuade me to do good deeds, then I will persuade you to say the same thing. I don't agree with each other. I am worried that I will protect your family, Chen Ping. It is better to worry that your wife and children are far away from the distance you can't see. Can you not be arbitrarily manipulated by Liu Zhimao, the master of the Shuji Lake?

The yin sighed and said helplessly: "When manpower is exhausted, let alone my sinister femininity?"

Cui Wei smiled and said: "The road is nowhere, but it is difficult to distinguish. Juyin is a ghost, Juyang is a god, it doesn't matter whether it is a person or not. You are not an opportunity to seal your gods now. Imagine those who are rare. Their path of practice is truly bumpy."

The sulky **** smirked and said: "It is true."

The Yin God has been silent for a long time, but he has never returned to the big scorpion.

Juvenile Cui Wei asked: "Why, what else? I know that in addition to repaying, you will be optimistic about Chen Pingan, but you are certainly not sure. I have been optimistic about this boy from the beginning, more than anyone else, but this involves the avenue. Insider, it’s hard to tell you carefully. You just need to know that although I was in the big city, I could bet on Guan Ping’s sight and concern, no more than Yang’s old man, no less than him.”

Yin Shen shook his head and smiled: "It has nothing to do with it."

The teenager frowned: "I don't feel good now, I have a fart."

Yin God does not care, slowly said: "Mr.'s merits, the country and the people, I admire. Although there are criticisms inside the Confucianism, more than 褒, but I firmly believe how thousands of years later, then It’s just that the future generations and grandchildren are asking for more blessings. It’s not as important as being learned by the students and getting the peace and prosperity.

The white boy was a little surprised, picked a brow and couldn't help but turn around and asked: "Don't you think you still support my knowledge?"

The Yin God made an unexpected movement. When he learned the Confucian classmates and faced the sages, he respected and respected the sages. He bowed his head and said: "Gu Mou this worship, don't worship what is the national teacher, Mr. Jing Cui Not only do the ethical articles that are on the shelf."

Until the **** of the gods had traveled hundreds of miles, the white boy slowly returned to God, and his face was mixed.

Finally, the white-shirted teenager took a step forward, and the branches under his feet were more curved. The hands suddenly shook their sleeves, and they lost behind them, and they no longer looked awkward.

The juvenile has the awe-inspiring momentum of the Qiang Qiang.

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When Lin Shouyi returned, his face was blue and his hands were close to a yellowed book, sitting next to the campfire.

Chen Ping asked: "What happened?"

Lin Shouyi gnawed his teeth and said: "A group of Sven scums! These scholars from the Huang Tingguo sects, who are drinking in the small temple, have even made such rude behaviors! They are shameless, and Swen sweeps the floor! If I am a green girl, I have already beaten these disgusting guys out of the mountains."

Chen Pingan asked: "No matter what happened, did the young girl herself do nothing?"

Lin Shou nodded a little.

Chen Pingan said: "Then you will follow the customs."

Lin Shouyi looked up and was puzzled. When some teenagers lost their minds and saw the slightly black familiar face, Lin Shouyi did not come to peace and quiet, sighed and whispered: "I understand."