Sword of Coming

When the old man once again walked out of the landscape painting, he saw that the young Cui Wei was still lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, and said coldly: "What is the system?"

Cui Wei looked straight into the sky, "not a little bit alive, and died."

The old show is just a step away. "If you don't have a poor place here, you don't want to know why Xiaoqi just wants you to fall, but not after it?"

Cui Wei’s eyes whispered and muttered: “When you were driven out of the Temple of Literature, Qi Jingchun was not implicated by you. Instead, he continued to rise in the realm. This explains a lot of problems. He Qi Chunchun has the qualification to stand on his own feet and talk to you. The pulse has already been detached, so he is consciously not qualified to kill me. I hope that you will clean up the portal in the future."

The old man was angry and he was not arguing, but also a foot. "To the gentleman's heart, to say the gentleman's belly, to say that you are such a person! I count three times, if you still can't get up, you just lie down and wait for death. Don't expect another avenue, three! two! two, two..."

Cui Wei made up his mind and couldn't help himself.

Putting the old show into a mess, he had to turn around and look at Chen Ping, helping out.

Chen Ping nodded and took the Zhangmu sword from Li Baowan. After striding forward, after coming to Cui Wei, he said with a blank expression of "one", the neck of the white boy was a sword. Stab.

The situation is heavy and the tip of the sword is accurate. It may not be noticed by Chen Ping. After seeing the stable mood in the picture, his hands finally keep up with Chen’s peace of mind, so this sword is stabbed without smoke. But on the contrary, it became more and more fierce and murderous.

Scared Cui Wei and rolled up and hurriedly got up.

Chen Pingan put away the sword and nodded to the old man, meaning that the old man’s urgent needs have been settled.

The old man sighed and looked at Chen Pingan and the woman in white not far away. "Look for a place and say something."

The old man turned his head and looked at Cui Wei: "Follow! The road that involves you, you will pretend that you will let Chen Pingjian slash and count."

The pedestrian walked to the yard, and the old man looked around. He blinked at the "small sky curtain" supported by the snow-white lotus leaf. He rubbed his fingers and hesitated for a moment. "Looking for a room to talk, Chen Ping, there is no suitable place." You can talk, there is no stool chair."

Chen Pingan stunned Lin Shouyi’s main house and had turned off the lights. Maybe Lin Shouyi had been practicing in the gazebo for too long. He was exhausted and had rested. He had to give up the biggest room and nodded to the old man: “Go to my house. The side is good, there is only one child named Li Wei who is sleeping, and it is not a big problem to wake him up. Lin Shouyi is a practitioner. There should be a lot of attention, we should not bother."

Sword spirit sat on the stone bench in the yard and smiled: "You talk, I don't like to listen to those."

In the end, Lao Xiu Cai, Chen Pingan, Juvenile Cui Wei and Li Baobo sat on four stools and sat around the table. Li Wei was lying in bed and sleeping. He was a child who had a bad sleep and had already gone to sleep. The head hangs down the bed and can sleep very well.

Chen Pingan is familiar with the road to help him with his body, putting Li Wei's hands and feet into the bedding, gently padding the corners of the left and right sides, so that the heat in the bedding is not easy to lose, and finally Li Wei is like It was wrapped in a scorpion.

After Chen Ping finished these things, and sat back on the stool, Li Baobo whispered: "Small teacher, are you helping me to be cornered every night?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You don't have to. You sleep much better than Li Wei. You fall asleep and sleep, and then when you sleep, you can sleep until dawn."

Li Baobo sighed and sighed with his fist. He regretted: "I knew that I should have a good sleep when I was young. I blame my big brother and lie to me to sleep well."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I will return to my hometown, I want to thank you big brother."

All the way, Li Baoyuan talked about the most family members, this is the big brother, so Chen Pingan is very impressed with this reader who likes to study in the study.

The old show looked at the little girl and smiled and asked: "Is your big brother living in Li Xisheng on Fulu Street?"

Li Baobo nodded and wondered: "Oh?"

The old man smiled and said: "This name is a bit big."

When Cui Wei heard this, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

Li Baobao has some concerns. "The name is too big, is it not good?"

The old show was even more enjoyable. He shook his head and said: "Get big, just hold it, it's good."

Li Baowan is a little girl who likes to dig a horn. "Old gentleman, how can you be stressed?"

Cui Wei turned his eyes again and finished his egg. This is the old man who is a good teacher. He must begin to preach and teach.

Sure enough, the old man looked around for a while and didn't see the broken mouth that could be served with food. Some regrets, slowly said: "The nature is pure, the learning is very big, the morality is very high, and the road is thousands of miles. ”

The little girl first put the seal on the table, shaking her body, smashing the small sandals, sitting cross-legged on the chair, arms around her chest, and frowningly said: "But my big brother is not as great as the old gentleman said, otherwise I will send it. Letter home, let him change his name?"

Cui Wei had to say aloud: "Old man, can we talk about business? Avenue, Avenue!"

Li Baobo silently picked up the seal and sighed at the four characters on the bottom of the seal.

Cui Wei quickly shut up.

Even if the old man is repaired to the sky, but in the end it is like to reason, the dead skin and the face can work.

Chen Pingan and Li Baobo are two guys in Qi Jingchun’s phase. One is a mud leg that has never read a book. A reading book has been read for a hundred thousand miles. His Cui Wei is now a dragon shoal. On the other hand, Cui Wei and heroes are useless. Except for beating and humiliating, there will be no other results. The harder the bones, the more sinful.

The old man changed out of a pot of wine, and took a sip of his head. He blinked the little girl and put it back on the table, some sad.

Cui Wei is actually quite strange tonight. Although the old man used to have his true feelings, most of the time, he is an old-fashioned swearing guy. Sitting there is like a golden statue sitting on the altar, especially It was during the period when the most popular school was admired by the ruling and the opposition. When the old man taught the lectures, he was worried about the "student" who was sitting underneath and listening to the ear. How many thousand people? The emperor will be the king, the gods on the mountain, the sages of the gentlemen, the mighty, even the Cui Wei who rebelled the teacher will not deny that the old man at that time was really dazzling, such as the sun and the moon hanging, the glory of day and night, the whole article The star river is eclipsed.

But now he will still lick his feet. When he wants to say the avenue, he will still drink alcohol?

Cui Wei seems to be careless, but he is very heavy.

After all, Cui Wei’s thoughts on the old man around him are extremely complicated, both worshiping and hating, fearing and remembering. He Cui Wei, the former sage of the sacred sage, did not anger his unfortunate feelings for his own gentleman?

On the other side of the bed, Li Wei said a dream, "Aliang Aliang, I want to eat meat! Xiaolegui, good, give me a drink in the small gourd..."

Li Bao’s eyes were bright, and Li Wei’s anecdote could be discussed after a few days of tea.

Cui Wei heard the name of Aliang and quietly glanced at the old man.

The old man coughed and looked at the three people in the room. "Okay, say the topic. Chen Pingan, Li Baowan, you should already know that I am the gentleman of Qi Jingchun, and Cui Wei, who used to be my first, Qi Jingchun The master brother, because I was busy doing learning, so Qi Jingchun’s reading, playing chess, etc., were indeed taught by the great disciple Cui Wei, who helped me. Finally, Cui Wei rebelled the teacher and made all kinds of activities to deceive the ancestors. So that Qi Jingchun’s death in Zhuzhudong’s days, Cui Wei’s is a chess player in the middle of the game. He said that he was the murderer of his younger brother Qi Jingchun, not too much, as one of my famous disciples. Ma Zhan, the same is true, but Ma Zhan is not a chess player, but he is behind the scenes culprit in the first game, a key unreasonable hand. Before I arrived in your home town, this body is just Cui The place where you live and live, the real Cui Wei is the national teacher of your great dynasty, an old guy who is not younger than me."

Li Bao bottle was full of anger, angry and red-eyed, staring at Cui Wei.

On the other hand, Chen Pingan made Cui Wei’s heart tremble, his eyes narrow and he could not see his expression.

The biting wild dog is not toothy.

Cui Wei is too familiar with the character of Chen Pingan. After all, he is more concerned about the growth experience of the boy in the mud bottle lane than Yang Laotou.

Cui Wei tried to keep calm, but his heart was silent, and he was dead and dead. The old man is not harmful.

The old show changed the topic and looked at Chen Pingan. "There is something to say hello to you. If you promise me to do it again, I want to intercept a stream of water in your body. Don't worry too much about privacy. The opening of the chat tonight, are you willing or not?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Yes."

The old man stretched out a palm, and he was facing the opposite of Chen’s peace. He shook his wrist and rolled his sleeves. Soon after Chen’s peaceful life, there was a mist of water that slowly flowed to the old man’s palm and eventually became a Crystal clear green water polo, the old man's palm turned over, palms down, gently on the water polo, those water flows down to the table, a lively picture appears on the table.

Li Baobo's eyes widened and his face was shocked. He hurryed to the table. "Wow, little teacher, this is the mountain road where we met the wedding gown, and I am! Haha, or my little book. The box is the most beautiful, and it looks better than Lin Shouyi and Li Wei. They look like a bookcase..."

From the wedding dress female ghost holding a paper umbrella appeared in the muddy road, the lanterns in turn lit up, a spectacular fire dragon appeared between the mountains.

When Lin Shouyi sacrificed the plaque, he was still a ghost hitting the wall. Instead of leaving the female ghost land, he was abducted to the house where the "Shui Shui Gao Feng" was hung.

In the end, the Fengxue Temple, the Swordsman, the Wei and Jin Dynasties broke through the law, and they broke the deadlock and successfully left the group with them.

The old show was only caught on the table, and the period of time was reunited into a group, and it was pushed back to Chen Pingan, and once again, he returned to heaven and earth.

This hand involves the supreme power of the avenue source, does not rely on the saints small world, does not rely on the mysterious magical device, the old man is so happy.

Li Baowan only feels magical and interesting.

Cui Wei is aware of the goods, and his heart is more and more surprised. What is the old man's story? A saint is not completely clear, why can he still be so supernatural?

The old show whispered: "Can this female ghost not hate? Of course hateful, indiscriminate killing, insane crimes. Poor and pitiful? There is also a bit of pity, as a ghost, the original nature is good, in the court, not only has the power to suppress air In the local area, there are many good deeds, and I love each other with my loved ones. This is a beautiful talk. The last two or two have fallen into such a situation. The gods are disgusted. They are all crowded with avenues, and they are entangled in causality. I can’t repay this confused debt in my life."

The old man sighed. "So there is a pity for hateful people, isn't it?"

Cui Wei is like an enemy, and he dares not to shake his head.

Li Baoping soon entered the mode of “going up the mountain and killing the road tiger”, seriously thinking for a moment, saying: “Hate more.”

The old show nodded to the little girl and smiled: "So hateful, hateful, how much? How much poor?"

The little girl thought about it again. "It’s reasonable and legal, go back, and count it carefully?"

The old man smiled and asked: "Li Bao, legal and legal, of course not bad, but the problem is coming again. How do you determine the law of the world, is it good law or evil law?"

The little girl is ashamed. It seems that she has never had this problem. Instead, she said nothing to the old man. "Old gentleman, wait for me, this question is the same as the last time, but I have to think about it seriously. !"

The old man smiled and said, nodding his head and saying: "Good."

Cui Wei looked at the familiar smile of the old man, and looked at the little girl who was concentrating on the face, and snorted.

It is worthy of the gentleman of Qi Jingchun and the proud disciple of Qi Jingchun. It is passed down from generation to generation, and even the atmosphere of the teaching industry is a virtue!

After the old show was hard to live with the little girl, she turned to look at the clear and clear Chen Ping. "I used to learn to think about problems. I like to think about the bad things first. Today is no exception. The hateful people will have pity. There aren't many problems in itself, but many people who are smart in the world like to show that everyone is drunk and I am sober-minded. I only talk about the pity and deliberately skip the hateful place."

"Some people are purely miserable and compassionate, and the 'hateful place' is not applied to themselves. Therefore, there is not so much pain in the skin. Instead, they like to slap on their hands and stand by and be tempted. Chen Ping, you think Where are the roots of the problem? To know the people I have mentioned, many have read books, and the learning is not small, saying that there are still people who are experts in the talk. Chen Ping, do you have any thoughts? Just say, what to say when you think of something. ”

Chen Ping’s words and stops, and finally said: "There is nothing to say."

Cui Wei has not taken care of Chen Ping’s answer, and began to quietly deduct, thinking about why the old man wants to say this.

The old show only looked around Li Baobo and Cui Wei, slowly said: "It is a meritorious person, good and evil, two questions about the king. Why do you say this? Because everyone's moral cultivation, growth experience, eye experience will be different, The hearts of the people are ups and downs. How many people dare to call themselves their own conscience, the most peaceful?"

"So the legalist took a shortcut and pulled moral etiquette to the lowest line. Here, only so high, can't be lower."

When the old man said this, he extended a hand and made a line below the table.

"Of course, these laws, as I said before, there is the possibility of 'bad law'. Here, I don't do derivative work, otherwise it will be difficult to finish three days and three nights. So in the end, the law is dead. The human heart is alive, the law is unexecuted, and it is even more dead to die. Therefore, it is still necessary to solve it."

Having said that, the old man reached out and pointed his finger at the roof.

The old man turned to look at Cui Wei. "I know why you asked the question at that time. Am I answering so fast?"

Which pot does not open which pot.

Cui Wei said indignantly: "Because you prefer and heavier Qi Jingchun, I feel that my knowledge of Cui Wei is a waste paper group in the garbage dump. I want you to be flattened by Wen Sheng adults, and they all abandon the dirty hands! ”

The old man shook his head and said: "Because of your problem, I have been thinking about it for many years before you. At that time, no matter how I deduced, there was only one conclusion: the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by the ant cave, and the flood was overwhelming. Not only will the symptoms not be cured, but you will not have a solid foundation on the premise that the foundation is not solid enough. On the contrary, there will be big problems. For example, if a high-rise building is built, the higher the building, the more gorgeous it will be. Once the foundation is unstable, the wind will be strong. The blow will collapse and hurt more people."

Cui Wei is still not convinced on the spot.

The old man sighed and said helplessly: "You must know that our Confucianism is sick, not perfect, so many rules, as the world goes by, it is not easy to do it once and for all. It is normal. If it is the first reason, it is the earliest. People, the best is the best, what about future generations? Why study?"

"The method given by the Most Holy Master is the most general and most mellow, so it is gentle and beneficial. It is a good food supplement, but the premise of food supplement is that everyone eats the food of Confucianism. right?"

"But sometimes, like a person, with the decline of physical function, or the relationship between the wind and the sun, there will be illness, when the food supplement can not be immediate, and can not save lives. This requires medicine. ”

"But it is necessary to be cautious when using drugs for three-point poisoning. The ancient saints still dare to say which plants are medicines and which are poisonous after they have tasted the herbs."

"You Cui Wei such an acute child, really want to spend this thought? Your younger brother Qi Jingchun has reminded you many times, you Cui Wei is too smart, the heart is higher than the sky, never like to work hard in the low places, how can this work? If you want to make a child's fight, you just want to be a great school wine in the academy. Then you can cut out the river, even if the dam is actually riddled with holes, and when the flood breaks down, someone can save it. But your knowledge, once In the mainstream of Confucianism, there is a problem, who will save? I? Or Li San, or the Holy Master? Even if these shots are saved, but how can you determine Cui Wei, then the saints who interpret the two religions Don't add chaos? Don't turn this world into a world that promotes the teachings of both religions?"

Cui Wei is still unwilling to accept defeat.

The old man was a little tired. "You have learned this thing, although I thought about it earlier, but you are concentrating on it, and later I think farther. I finally did something to move, I think I can give it a try, so The real 'three-four battles' that were hidden under the countertop were the two great dynasties in the Middle-earth Shenzhou, each promoting 'ritual music' and 'things', and then watching them for 60 years, their respective advantages and disadvantages Of course, the ending, knowing the world, I lost, so I have to be self-occupied in Gong Delin."

Cui Wei’s face was incredible, and when he suddenly stood up, “You lied!”

The old man said indifferently: "I have forgotten it again? I have to argue with others, and my mentality must be moderate and peaceful. I can't use it."

Cui Wei lost his soul and sat down on the stool, muttering: "How can you bet this, how can I lose..."

The old man turned his head and looked over the yard. "Attention, don't take it seriously."

The tall woman lazily replied: "Know it."

The old man only drank a big sip of wine, and he laughed at himself: "It’s also a matter of pouring wine. It’s even more daring."

The old man put down the jug, and he was dressed in a dress, slowly saying: "Li San is in our righteous world, filled with two words. Cui Wei, what is the solution?"

Cui Wei simply answered subconsciously: "Order!"

After blurting out, Cui Wei was full of anger and regret.

The old man looks solemn and solemn, nodding his head and sighing: "Yes, etiquette rules, that is, order. The second saint in my Confucian ethics, Li San, he is pursuing an order, everything in the world is orderly and well-regulated. These rules are all about the rituals of the Holy Spirit. From the side of the avenue, one by one, one by one, one by one, 'grab back', this set up a 'breaking Mao' that his old man laughed at himself, covering the wind and rain for the people. It is so large that almost everyone is exhausted for the rest of their lives. The deepest part of the study is not on the wall, and the cultivation of all the practitioners is so high that they cannot touch the roof. So this is the freedom and stability of all beings. ”

Cui Wei sneered: "When Qi Jingchun, his knowledge touched the roof, Aliang, his repairs hit the wall. How is this good? What should these people do? These people are proud of the sky." Why not go out of your own path, open the door of the house built by the Holy Master, and go to another place to build another brand new Mao?!"

Having said that, Cui Wei subconsciously stretched his finger to the door of this room.

At this moment, the white boy is full of face and momentum.

It can be seen that Cui Wei has involuntarily devoted himself to it, and may even be not only the idea of ​​juvenile Cui Wei, but also the subconscious mind of the most complete Cui Wei in the depths of the soul.

The old man smiled and said: "The pursuit of absolute freedom in your heart? Yes, but what is your grasp, you can make sure that the last door you walked is the door, instead of punching the wall and breaking the roof? You cover the wind and rain, grow to the last height of this sturdy, suddenly become stormy, leaking on all sides?"

Cui Wei laughed and said: "The old man said that you are absolutely free. What are you doing?! Why do you decide that after we break the old hut, the new house built will not be more stable than before? ?"

The old man smiled. "Oh? Didn't you return to the origin of my avenue? You didn't break my scorpion, and I wanted to break the order of the ritual?"

Cui Wei angered: "How is this human nature evil? The old man you are nonsense!"

The old man said indifferently: "Don't ask me about this question, I will open the side to you, and take the opportunity of a complete soul and a rare opportunity to ask yourself to go."

Cui Wei is a wood chicken.

Finally, as if between the heavens and the earth, only the old show and Chen Pingan are two people, one old and one small, sitting opposite each other.

The old man smiled and said: "The ritual is orderly. Everyone knows the rules. I hope that everyone will behave in a proper manner. After that, the scholars who spread the knowledge will become emperors, and later they will have the imperial examinations. Receiving cold, there is no class, there is the possibility of squid jumping dragon gate, the cold door is no longer without a noble. Rules, all face, labor, and the more backward, the people floating, the more difficult to please. Humanity is evil, When you have a full stomach, you put down the chopsticks and the mother, how much in the world."

The old man looked up at the boy. "So, now I am looking for two words, order."

The old man said to himself, "I just want to clarify the order of everything in the world. For example, that is hateful and pitiful. The problem is where the problem has been. It is that Li San has taught the world enough 'hateful' and 'poor' criteria. But the world does not know enough about a 'sequence'. You don't even know what you hate, and then go to care about 'poor', how can you do it? Right?"

Chen Ping nodded.

The old man smiled and asked: "If you just listen to it, the order is not far worse than the order?"

Chen’s brows are wrinkled.

The old man laughed, no matter how much the teenager could figure out, he enjoyed himself and drank his drink. "If these two words are placed in the broken house of Li Sheng, of course, it can only be regarded as a patchwork, I am dead. It’s just a patchworker of moral rituals, but if you put these two words into a farther and wider place, then you can’t be embarrassed.”

Chen Ping asked: "Where?"

The old man lifted the jug and placed it in the center of the table, then spread out the palm of his hand and put a heavy touch on the table. "It seems that the broken house of the hip flask is just a resting place on the banks of the river. But."

The old man paused a little and smiled. "What is the situation of this long river? The key is to look at the riverbed. Although the two complement each other, at the same time, there is indeed a 'professional method'. There are many sayings in the world, down the river. Going with the trend, so I want to give it a try."

Chen Pingan asked: "The ritual is to be within the rules, and the security is stable and live. Sometimes, I have to sacrifice a small number of people... absolutely free? And the old gentleman, you want everyone to follow you. In the order, on the avenue you drew, go forward?"

The old man smiled and added: "Don't think that I am gesticulating. My order is not too far-fetched. I just pay the skill on the source of the boulevard. After that, the water flows, and each goes into the sea, or merges in the middle to become a lake. Well, if you continue to rogue, it’s your own freedom."

The old man leaned forward, took out the jug, took a sip of wine, and smiled and asked: "Chen Ping, how do you feel? Would you like to follow my arrangement as Qi Jingchun, my disciple?"

For the second time, Chen Ping’s appearance appeared.

The old man smiled and was kind, repeating again: "Just say what you think, don't worry, there is no outsider here."

The teenager took a deep breath and straightened his waist. He put his fists on his knees and looked at it with a bow: "Because I didn't really read the book, what is the order of the Lord of the Holy Spirit, I don't know, the order of the old gentleman, I am even more I don’t understand the essence of it."

The old man smiled and said: "Continue, boldly. I have seen very bad people in the world before my death. Very bad things, my temper has been honed."

Chen Ping’s eyes became more and more bright. "In the town, I killed Cai Jinjian for myself. I went to the mountain with my friend Liu Yuyang. I later promised Mr. Qi, escorting Li Baobo to study, and later, promised that the fairy sister would become I am very comfortable with these things, I nod my head, and I will do it. I don’t need to think much."

Chen Pingan continued: "Before the old gentleman said a lot, I have been listening carefully. After some thoughts, I feel very reasonable. For example, hate the poor place, I feel very right, the order can not be wrong, so at that time I just want to say that the wedding dress female ghost, I wanted to kill at the time, now I want to kill her, I will kill her in the future, I want to tell her, you have a big grievance, or you pass the pain to you. The reason for the innocent person, I want to tell her personally, you have your pity, but you **** it!"

This has always been a gentle boy who feels the gentleness of the mud, and at this moment, there is no match.

Chen Ping’s tone became more and more firm, and slowly said: "But things that I don't want to understand, maybe even I can't think of things so far in my life, I won't get my own hands, because if I even feel like doing it myself If you don't, why should you promise others? Is it because you are embarrassed? Because you don't agree to let others down? The answer to the question is very simple. You promised, you have no confidence to do it. If you can't do it later, others are not. More disappointed?"

The old man only smiled and smiled. His face was full of color. After thinking for a moment, he was slightly lost. He habitually extended two fingers, like picking up a peanut from the dish.

In the small courtyard, the tall woman smiled and blinked.

Previously, she deliberately put on a sad and sad gesture, and the teenager refused to be righteous and righteously.

If it is replaced by Ma Bianxuan or Xie Shi Cao's stream?

For a girl who is already far away from the sky and knows each other for a month, go to risk and annoy a sword spirit that has survived for a long time and needs to be dependent on each other.

Is this a trivial matter?

It is a small matter.

But it is definitely not a trivial matter.

The avenue of the avenue, the long years, and some subtleties of the heart and ask, is too horrible, this is the most unpredictable sinister land.

Whenever a martial artist's cultivation is higher, the closer he is to the sky, the ambiguity above his mind will be infinitely magnified, for example, if the ancestors are a little sly, but the size of the mustard, once turned into a real image, I am afraid that the gap that was smashed by a sword in the Yellow River Cave is still huge.

For example, in the long river that looks like a chicken, the child in the mud bottle lane, at the invitation of the “goodwill” of the vendor, the child chose the sugar candied fruit that did not need money, took over and enjoyed eating happily. Then, jumping back to the mud house, the squash, the candied fruit was eaten cleanly, and the bamboo stick was handed over. It seems that nothing happened, but really nothing happened?

Can a young Chen Ping have a chance today?

Inside the house, Chen Ping looked at the old man. "Even if Mr. Qi wants me to do it, but as long as I feel that I can't do it, I will still refuse. Like some things, I seriously thought about it and thought it was wrong. Then, even if someone holds a knife and put it around my neck, I will tell him that no matter who he is, this is wrong."

The tone of the boy is very stable.

Chen Pingan finally said: "I am not the kind of person who can do a great job of learning. Reading literacy is a very simple thing for me. It is to be able to write the Spring Festival couplets and post at home. In the future, I can write a tombstone for my mother. At most, I will read some truths about being a man. There is absolutely not much thought. So, old gentleman, I will not be your disciple."

Cui Wei was pale and sweaty.

Even Li Baobo felt that things were not good. He secretly picked up the seal from the table and prepared to take it. As for the bad guy Cui Wei, or Mr. Mr., she didn’t care, the little teacher under the sun was the biggest.

The old man just asked with Yan Yue color: "Is this your current thinking? Right? If you think that it is wrong in the future, will you change your mind and ask me to accept you as a disciple?"

Chen Pingan did not hesitate: "Of course! But if you don't want to accept me as a student, I won't force it, regret it, maybe there will be, but certainly not much."

The old man looked strange. "I am a sacred man. I used to be a saint in front of the Confucian Confucian Temple. I want to accept you as a closed disciple, how much blessing, good things, and suddenly lie on your head. Isn't it rushing to close it up, first to drop the bag for Ancai? If there is a problem, anyway, there is a gentleman in front of you, what are you afraid of? What is the best thing to do is not a harm."

Chen Pingan suddenly said a word, "Some things that are against the heart, do not go out in one step."

The old man suddenly sighed. "Since the time is not up, I am not strong."

The old man turned to smile. "I can't be a teacher and apprentice. I am very disappointed with this old guy. But I think Qi Jingchun is not disappointed at all. This kind of Chen Pingan is very good. It is like a very quiet Qijingchun boy. I am afraid this is his original. In the alley, I am willing to pay tribute to you."

Chen Pingan heard somehow.

The old man has slowly got up and looked at the three children. "It’s a good thing to sit down and talk."

The old man smiled and said: "But don't forget, it's more important to do it, otherwise all moral articles will be out of place."

The old man began to enjoy himself, smiled and smiled. After his hands were negative, he shook his head and walked out of the house. He said: "The old gentleman sits and talks, the young man starts and does, good, great good!"

Li Bao bottle angered: "Only young, what about me?!"

The old man opened the door and smiled heartily: "Right, right, and the little girl Li Baobao from Baoliangzhou!"

Chen Pingan thought: "Sit and talk about it. This is a good reason, I have to write it down."

Juvenile Cui Wei was sitting in the same place, suddenly hit a spirit, and after returning to God, he suddenly got up and made a fuss, said to Chen Pingan: "Mr.!"

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "How come you come?"

Cui Wei's hippie smiles and jokingly said: "Mr. I want to kill me before, do you want to pay back the money? How many thousands of dollars?"

Chen Pingxin calmly said: "If you are killed by me tonight, if I have silver after I am safe, I will definitely help you build a grave worth two thousand and two silver."

Cui Wei looked stunned and finally only said a word, "I thank you."