Chapter 195: Zhenjianlou

In the eyes of a child who was separated by a wall, Chen Ping sat on a small bench and staggered like a doze.
In the perception of Jian Xiu Cao Jun, the spirit of Chen Ping’s spirit is violently turbulent, and the rivers and rivers are swaying, and there is always the danger of overturning.
The fiery red fox stood on the shoulder of Cao Jun and said: "The sword embryo does not know the origin, but it can be confirmed that the product rank is extremely high, so I have to watch it. You just eat a little loss, give up? This is not Like your Cao Jun's acting style."
Cao Jun threw the melon seed shell into the next courtyard, and shook his head: "I don't rob, Lao Cao is right. In the near future, it should not be moved. People are dead, life is gone, everything is white."
The fiery red fox confuses people's minds: "There are only three things, there is another chance, a fight, the horse has no weeds, no fat, no wealth, no wealth, you Cao Jun since the early years fell a big head, giving you the heart of the lake Stirring into a muddy mud pond, you are being repaired as a block, and now you are not going to take a slant, how can it become a big event?"
Cao Jun did not say anything, but he looked down at the seeds and his eyes were dark.
Since birth, Cao Jun has enjoyed a big name. This is the big sword fairy embryo of Nanpo Weizhou in the past 100 years. In the heart of the lake, the congenital generation of pure swordsmanship, slim, just like the lotus flowers in the lake, just waiting for the waiting Let go of the day. It was only after a period of change, and was beaten by a strong peak and beaten by the heart of the lake.
From then on, Cao Jun became the laughing stock of the whole Nanpo Weizhou. In the past, he was far behind his peers, the genius of Kendo, and now surpassed Cao Jun one by one.
The fiery red fox sighed and patted Cao Jun’s head with his claws. "Poor baby. The kendo roots are broken, and the future is ruined. For so many years, even the heart of God's wrists is gone."
Cao Jun was slightly surprised and turned to look at the young ancestral home. "This guy is very good-hearted. Before he couldn't see it, he found his own convenient method."
There are many things in the world that will not be scary for the well-informed mountain gods, but they will be interesting.
The fiery red fox is also a slight horror, a sly, jumped to the head of Cao Jun, stretched his neck and looked at it, watching the weather of the juvenile and the sword embryo in the body, whispered: "Well, like the Buddha's horse pillar, Helping the youngsters of the youngsters, played the role of the anchor. This young boy's body is broken, the seams are patched, and it is not easy to get to this step. But it is not enough to be able to drop the sword embryo. Cao Jun, you are being Before the people were murdered, they were too smooth, and then they were too rough. Maybe the experience of today’s teenagers will become a little inspiration on your way to practice..."
Cao Jun no longer smiles, shows all smiles, his face is dignified.
Practice, talent size, like the bowl that the ancestors enjoyed for dinner, even if some people have large bowls, but if there is too little rice in the head, it is still a bleak scene, and the achievements are limited.
This road travels from the Nanpo Weizhou, where the weather is tens of thousands of miles, to the Dongbao Pingzhou in the barbaric land. Cao Jun has a lot of income on the way, bit by bit, all of which are beneficial.
In the process of wrestling with the sword embryo, although the young man is tough and has a ship anchor to help sink the heart, it will not let the spirits follow the tide, but the spirit of the sword embryo is too strong, the momentum is rampant, and it is rampant. The number of savage roads,
The fiery red fox claws patted each other and gloated: "To lose, miserable, maybe you have to lie on the sickbed for ten days and a half. The sword embryo is obviously just born with spirituality, and you don't know how to use your own magical power. Otherwise, The teenager can't support this time."
Although Cao Jun is not as good as the top of the fox charm, but the interlacing is like a mountain, he is a sword repair that once hoped to reach the summit. He has his own unique vision. "Not necessarily."
The fiery red fox surprised and said: "Hey? There are three good cities in the boy's body. Is it a good sword repairing embryo? It's not right, it should be excavated, but it's a natural, big hand, no wonder. Let me look away."
The city is deep, mostly secular, describing someone who is far-sighted and slightly derogatory.
However, in the mountains, it is a great compliment. The acupoints such as the city house are naturally higher and more spectacular.
The fiery red fox sighed softly. "This kind of humble teenager has a weirdness that can't be underestimated. Cao Jun, you still listen to the old bastard. Don't be tossed recently. This broken beaded hole is a screw. Do the dojo in the shell, you can hide the dragon and the tiger, and it is really not too arrogant to act."
Cao Jun nodded. "It is to be a man with a tail."
The fiery red fox was irritated and stepped on Cao Jun’s head. "I am not familiar with the little bastard, kindly remind you, how can you still swear!"
The youth's breath gradually stabilized, and the sword embryo that prevailed the wind did not know why. Suddenly, the gold was sent to the army and quietly swayed in a suffocating palace.
Cao Jun no longer peeked over the scene over there, and sneaked a smile: "I heard that you have a younger sister named Qing Ying, and you are one of the ancestors of the fox family. I hope to give birth to the ninth tail. Lao Cao covets her beauty. For many years, is it really beautiful?"
The flaming fox lifted his tail and used it as a fan to gently fan the breeze. He said: "It looks like a fart, and it has a dead face. When you are young, you don't like to laugh, and your eyes are higher than the top. You can see that it is a blessing at first glance. As for the look of the old bastard, even if it is a sow, as long as it is big, it feels beautiful."
Cao Jun hesitated a moment and whispered: "I heard that she was near the Xiongzhen Building, and for hundreds of years, is it the hope of becoming the guy?"
The flaming fox loosened his tail and laughed loudly, as if he heard the most funny joke under the sun. "White Master will look at her? White Master, as one of the world's oldest demon kings, has traveled two times. The corners of the world are falling, what kind of female mother has not seen it? Will you look at such a small fox?"
Zhenhai Tower stands on the shore of the South China Sea in Poga Chau, and Cao is just one of the gatekeepers, so Cao Jun knows a lot of insider.
The red fox has a low voice, "Three sages, waiting for us to be unfair! It is clear that the white master is helping..."
In the house, Cao Yu violently said: "Smelly woman looking for death? Still not shut up!"
The fiery red fox suddenly returned to God, knowing his own words, actually looking up at the sky, hands clasped together, squatting, like pleading guilty, not hiding, letting the body skin be smashed by Cao Yu Give a burst.
"Twenty words, punish!"
Cao Yu successively made 20 savage swords, and the flaming fox did not escape at all. In the end, Cao Jun hugged him with his hands and walked back to the house.
Cao Yu is still angry, pointing to the fox in Cao Jun’s arms and yelling:
If you look for death, you will jump to the sword stove. You can still read you a little. Don’t be here, I’m tired of Cao’s. You are buried together! The big land is big, the three teachers can not care, then the disciples of their seat, do not say anything else, just say the owner of the hanging mountain, how is the temper, you do not know?! You are a loser!"
The red fox’s head stunned and passed out.
Cao Jun whispered: "It's almost ok. Without it, there is no Cao Yu's today. The bad guys can do it, but they have to talk about a little conscience."
Cao Yu suddenly stopped, his eyes gloomy, and he stared at the children who had no smile.
Cao Yu’s face was disgusted and disgusted. He waved his sleeve and said:
Go and tell the little sister-in-law who called Cao Mao, let him not have a general knowledge of Yuan’s eyes. The eyes of the grain size are only staring at the gains and losses of a temple, a group of waste, how Don't die! There is still a face to see the ancestors, let him get out!"
Cao Jun held the fox and turned his face indifferently.
Cao Yu left alone in his ancestral home and began to walk slowly around the patio.
Once upon a time, there was a sick old man who was lying in a dimly lit room all year round. There was a filthy alcoholic man who had a filth after a headache. The woman, who started to get rid of the black, had to do chores and live in the field. The age of 30 was older than the 40-year-old woman in Mushui Lane.
But at that time, there was a shabby young boy with a bad personality. I was not afraid of it. I laughed and laughed every day. I didn’t read the book. I didn’t do anything. I just had a daydream. I always felt that one day, I would be in Fulu. I bought the biggest house on the street. As for the day when the first time, the grandfather and the mother-in-law were still alive, and the teenager was busy with idleness and idiots, and did not expect those.
It was no longer a juvenile old man. He took out the rusty old copper coins and held them high above the head, through the square hole of the copper coins, and through the roof of the square.
In the past, there seemed to be such a dialogue.
"Mother, after waiting for me to fly, let you sleep in Jinshan Yinshan."
"Ugh!"
"Mother, I am telling you really!"
"Get up the copper coins, give you a glimpse, and take them away."
......
Cao Yu took up his thoughts and looked around. He laughed at himself: "It became a fairy, and it was not popular."

Chen Pingan locked the door and left the mud bottle lane. He came to the old shop in Qilong Lane. Tsing Yi’s child sat on the threshold and stared at him. He saw Chen Pingan, and he just shouted loudly and screaming, Chen Ping crossed the threshold. I found the girl in the pink skirt standing on a bench, looking solemn and serious, behind the counter, abacus against the books on the table, hands and fingers like a butterfly winding, dazzling, smashing, crisp and sweet, surrounded by a few A woman from a small town, full of shock and admiration.
The temperamental women and girls, after seeing Chen Ping’s figure, smiled and called it
Chen treasurer.

The girl in the pink dress looked up and said, "Master, I am helping the shop, and it will be very soon."
Chen Pingan nodded and smiled. After going around the counter, people took paper and pen and started writing a gift. Before leaving the town, he asked Yan Xiu to help give gifts to many neighbors. Chen Ping was going to Long Kiln. Before burning porcelain, I grew up eating hundreds of meters. For example, I often go to Gujia’s house to eat rice. I often receive old clothes that other teenagers can’t wear. For Chen Ping’s, every meal, every A piece of clothing is a life-saving goodness. He said to Yan Xiu at that time. As long as he lives alive, he will go door to door every year, every time there will not be too much, but for the small door near the mud bottle lane. For small households, there are definitely not many items of color ranging from seven to eight two to twenty-two.
Yan Xiu asked at the time, why not give a little more money in one breath, it will be more refreshing, and let those people be grateful.
Chen Pingan said that it would not work. He grew up at the bottom of the market. He did not understand the people and the world. He just couldn’t tell the truth of the book. For example, Doo Mien’s vengeance, such as trivial things that seem like a trifle The most filial piety. Therefore, he carefully explained to Xiaoxiu his small truth. In the town, the situation of each household is actually similar to that of crops. There are big years and young people, and some children and grandchildren have developed. , no shortage of money. Some of the sudden changes, the original family that is still a good, may suddenly collapse. Therefore, the things that Chen Chen prepared for, can eat and wear, there is a place where money is urgently needed, and even those things can be converted into silver, and given to a family with a good hand, people will be happy, give a difficult portal, and others will Will cherish.
Whether it is the icing on the cake, or the charcoal in the snow.
It's all good.
Only this is that after Chen Ping’s reading and literacy, he understood why he was right.
After Xiu Xiu listened at the time, she smiled and was very happy, saying that the mountains are not the same.
This year's number of rituals is a little less than the last time. The kindness of the loyalty is very important. Some of the friendships left by the fathers are just nodding. In fact, there is no good feelings. Chen Pingan will not be generous to give gifts every year, but Some old-age neighborhoods, Chen Ping, even if they can't talk to them, still choose to stay on the gift list.
Whose money is not falling from the sky. It doesn't matter how much money is in a person's pocket.
Chen Pingan thought that if there is a chance in the future, he still has to build a bridge to build a road.
After the girl’s reconciliation was completed, she began to ask about the business situation of the shop. Chen Ping did not mix these things. When she thought about it, she handed the gift list to her so that she could not purchase items. The girl in the pink dress solemnly accepts the gift list and guarantees that the master must be properly handled. Chen Pingan licked her little head and went to sit next to the Tsing Yi children. The latter was worried and sighed, and repeated the four words of the rivers and lakes.
The beautiful young boy named Cui Si found the shop with his bag, saying that his family couldn't walk at home, and asked him to send things. He wanted to be safe and don't take it seriously. After receiving it, he would collect it. Tsing Yi children will not wait to see this boy, squinting at the old-fashioned Cui Si, who is not angry with a fight, suddenly stood up, "Your family is with my grandfather, that is the same generation of peers, you a little book boy, put a little respect, and It’s not that my grandfather has any great gift, what kind of strength do you have?

Cui Xi's face is full of red.
Chen Pingping rounded the field: "Cui Si, I will say to your husband, I will accept the things and I will practice the characters."
Cui Xin nodded his face and turned his head to Tsing Yi’s child to scream and turn and walk away.
Tsing Yi’s child is facing the young boy’s back. He has played a punch and kicked Wang Ba Quan through the long distance. This is a little relief. Sitting back at the threshold, his face is full of sadness:
Master, the town is such a fierce and sinister Longtan Tiger Cave, how are you? Live to today? Change to me and a silly girl, I am afraid I have been cramped for a long time."
Chen Pingan said with emotion: "I don't know."
The girl in the pink dress came to the threshold, and her heart was full of sorrow: "Master, who is the young lady who lifts the bucket? Who is terrible? I don't think it is worse than the master's student."
Tsing Yi’s child shook his head and said:
I’m not going to kill the mud bottle alley, I will go to the tiger’s mouth!

Chen Pingan opened the topic, "I give Tochigi sword, there is another sword that the master is casting, named as the demon demon, how?"
He lowered his voice. "The sword embryo, I think ‘first day’ or ‘morning’ is more appropriate.

The two little guys look at each other.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I can still name it?"
Tsing Yi’s child’s mouth twitched, and then squeezed out a smile and stretched out his thumb.
The lord’s name is very deep and unfathomable. It’s back to the truth, the big custom is great, and there is learning more than the reader!

The girl in the pink skirt wants to stop talking. She touched her chest and thought about it. She still did not talk with her conscience. In the first month, she could not sweep the master.
Chen Pingan looked at the girl in the pink skirt and wondered: "Isn't it particularly good? So what do you have?"
The girl in the pink dress closed her mouth and did not speak. She had already conscience. If she spoke well, she couldn’t get through the heart.
Tsing Yi children are angry and indecent: "Master, hey, don't believe my eyes? That means your vision is really not good!"
Chen Ping asked tentatively: "Is it famous?"
Tsing Yi children screamed, and finally couldn't help but swear by the words, stood up, hands on their hips, and eloquently said: "Master! Demon, demon, which sinister priests do not chanting this? 'Morning'? I still noon, at night? ?初一? The first tenth of the fifteen?! Master, this is all the name of the rotten street. Not only does it have no momentum, but it is not new! Look at the name of the sword of others, the master, the student, the gold Spike, not only in line with the image, but also in the world, and Cao Jun's white fish, ink, and then look at the lord, the demon slayer, the first morning, if I opened the sword spirit, I got An old blood spouted out."
"Approved opinions."
Chen Pingan thought carefully for a long time, "The name does not change!"
Tsing Yi’s child took a forehead and bitterly said:
We have a prestigious Xianjia Mansion on the south side of Baoliangzhou. We have been jealous of the name of the invincible boxing master by the founder of the mountain, how many years have been jokes, lord, Your name has the same effect. But fortunately, you are not like a genius sword repairer. It is estimated that the name of the sword will not be heard by a few people in the future, so you are so happy."
Chen Ping-gang just wants to talk, his heart trembles, and stands up without a voice. "You are waiting in the dragon lane, I will go anywhere else."
Chen Pingan came to the backyard of Yangjiapu.
After Chen Ping’s seat, Yang Laotou slowly said:
Say a little thing, the two little snakes behind your ass, let them quickly leave the town to go to the Luoshan Mountain, and then they will open the sword. The sound will be very big. All the monsters on the land of Longquan County will be stunned. I am afraid that they will suffer from the iron of the sword. The 100-year-old road that has been painstakingly accumulated will be returned to the original shape, and the soul will fly away. Next, Longquan County and Shuhuang County will inform all recorded demon objects, or temporarily leave here, or go to the Wenwu Temple and the mountains to take refuge, because these places contain water and aura, Can help to stop the smashing sword after the wave. The two little things in your house, don't worry about having a piece of peace and no cards, I really thought it would be too peaceful."
Chen Ping’s face is heavy.
Okay, I will inform them when I go back.

Yang Laotou is smoking smoke, and it seems to be brewing wording.
Chen Pingzheng is sitting in danger and is uneasy.
Yang Laotou finally said: "Qi Jingchun has hidden a sweet little man, something that I can't ask for. Well, the little guy who lived in your coffin sword before, has now returned to me, as a reward, I need to protect you once, this time. Now the town is changing, it is not that you can show your face, so this place should not stay for a long time, I am looking for someone to help you count, wait until the success of the sword, you will Traveling south, as far as going, seeing your own mood, whether you are swimming in the mountains, walking in the rivers and lakes, or going to the sand field to grind the martial arts, everything depends on your choice of Chen Ping. In short, within five years, don't come back. ""
Chen Pingan slightly opened his mouth.
Yang Laotou continued to say: "The mud house, the ancestral home, the five hills including the Luoshan Mountain, the ride on the dragon alley, and so on, you don't have to worry, it will only be better than yourself."
Chen Ping's lips fretting.
Yang old man smiled. "Do you have a little girl named Ning Yao among your friends? I may as well tell you that she came from the hanging mountain. It is precisely the Great Wall of Jianqi. In her hometown, the most lacking one. If you have the guts, go to the other side and help her send a sword."
Chen Pingan took a deep breath and asked: "Would you like me to go?"
Yang Laotou thought for a moment, "Pick up and pack, wait until you pick up the sword, and when you get your hand, go away."
Chen Ping asked: "What if you don't go?"
The old man sneered: "How? How can you, die, and finally get the bottom of the family, marry clothes for others, a group of people sit down, you divide the mountain, I take the sword embryo, he raises the snake, and divides it. It’s all happy, you, it’s hard to estimate the people’s collection. And this is not the worst result. Worse, I’m telling you now, it’s not a good thing.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hands and rubbed his cheeks. He suddenly asked a question that seemed to be inconsistent with the right thing. "The old gentleman said before, the big town is not what I can imagine. I want to ask more, the town. How big is it."
Yang old man spit the smoke ring with a big mouth and a big mouth, and the smile did not smile: "If I didn't guess wrong, I have already seen the long bridge in the sky?"
Chen Pingan immediately stunned, and the heart of the lake was bursting.
Yang Laotou said indifferently: "Look at the golden incense villain, I can reveal some secrets to you, such as the small temple in the small temple. The children who made the name of the town in the past, most of them are now fallen, but survived. Without exception, they are heroes and heroes of the heroic side, such as Tianjun Xie Shi of Jialuzhou and Jianxian Cao Yu of Po Wong Chau. And I am a renter, year after year, as long as staring The achievement in the field."
"As another place, which is commonly known as the crab archway, it is actually equivalent to a contract book. After the dragon slaughter, everyone will sit down and talk about merits. The earliest signing of the covenant here, the three churches, a total of four saints, In addition to this, the real function of the archway building is long known. It should be called Zhenjianlou In your heart, you can do it. But in order to hide your eyes and ears, Jinjiazhou also has a town sword building. Although the imitation of the building can be faked, and the sword of suppression is also very bad, it is still a fake. Things, you can only listen to the story, it’s okay to hear it, it’s useless to hear it.

Yang Laotou narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky. "It is said that the town is a sword building. In fact, at the earliest time, this is a flying platform. But it is a long time old Huangli, and it is said to be useless."
Yang Laotou took back his gaze and said calmly: "Because of your existence, it has played a role in matching the bridge. I have made a lot of sales and made a lot of money in the past few years. I was taught to teach you that the same way, because I made a profit for a certain sale, so you don't have to be grateful for it. No need, business is business. Maybe one day, your enemy will sit here and take out enough chips. I will talk to him. Business, sell you."
Chen Pingan silently.
Some sad.
After all, I was still a teenager. I had eaten more and more suffering. I walked through the mountain roads far away. The teenagers were all teenagers. Only 15 years old after the end of the year.
Yang Laotou pointed to the scorpion of Chen Ping’s head. "Although it is just an ordinary scorpion, I like the text above, so I am prepared to do a small business with you. You use this scorpion and exchange for the same amount of things." Even if it is only a two-way Wufu, you can control it. This alone is rarer than most of the world’s squares and scales. You are going down south alone, no more than the last time, it’s really helpless, no A little real thing, not far."
Chen Ping’s eyes are stunned.
Yang old man is quiet waiting for the answer.
Chen Pingan whispered softly: "If one day I want to redeem my nephew, can I?"
Yang old man smiled and said: "Most of the others can't, you Chen Ping, help me earn so many times, you can make a small exception once. But the ugly words are in front, when it is not a square object, you can redeem it. It is."
Chen Pingan took off the jade and handed it to the old man.
The old man took over the white jade scorpion of ordinary material, and did not look at it.
The next moment, before Chen Ping retracted his hand, the palm of his hand had a jasper short sword that was long and innumerable. Yang old man smiled and said: "I think you gave the sword embryo a good name, the first day, a good sign. It’s the two little guys who don’t know how to play. It’s a coincidence that this pocket-sized flying sword can be warmed up as a low-ranking sword and can be used as a square, called 'fifteen'.

Chen Pingan whispered: "Is it precious?"
"Just take it."
Yang old man pulled his mouth and said, "Whoever has a Chinese New Year does not eat dumplings."