Chapter 453: I am going to take a nap

Chen Ping’s trip to Qinghaixia Island was also in a hurry and went in a hurry.
In fact, Gu Yu’s departure or staying has nothing to do with the overall situation. In fact, Chen Ping’s life can’t change too much now. There are some things behind the scenes, whether it’s the action of Dahao Sushan, the change of the Shujian Lake, the plan of the monk Liudao’s monk. As long as Chen Ping is still unwilling to leave the middle of Baojuan, Gu is everywhere.
However, Gu Yu is willing to stay in Qingxia Island and guard the Chunting House. It is the best.
Chen Ping went to the boat.
On the shore of Green Tongcheng, before the ferry passed through the Furong Mountain where the ancestral hall had been demolished, the fire dragon appeared in the world, and the arrogance and the sky were not inferior to the muddy river, and the waters of the Shuji Lake were high enough. I mistakenly thought that it would be the enemy of Gu Yu’s avenue. When I showed up, there would be a dispute over water and fire. I just didn’t think that the rumor was a foreigner who was a big bang, and chose to leave.
However, after that, it didn’t make people watch the excitement. The cloud-covered fog circumvented the suspicion of the Tsing Yi woman, and an eye-catching and eccentric juvenile, teamed up to kill the Jiujing sword repair of the Zhu Ying dynasty. It is said that not only The body of the meat is turned into food, and even Yuan Ying is detained. This means that the two "old monks of the color if the young girl" are in the process of chasing and killing, and this is even more taboo.
Defeating a land fairy and killing a land fairy is a world apart.
After Chen Pingan boarded the bank, he took the horse back from the inn, went to the shop and bought a few meat buns with a lot of skin and stuffed it, and had a meal, which was the way to go to the stone bordering Meimei. On the southeastern border of the country, the Guanyin name is left behind. It is famous in history. There are many different opinions. It is said that the founding emperor of the Zhu Ying Dynasty was here, and he succeeded in retaining the one who was praised as "half the wall". The Han nationality adviser also said that it was the most powerful Yuan Yingjian in the history of Zhu Ying Dynasty. He was disheartened and could not understand it. In the end, he was still unable to marry his five-faced swordsman, and he wrote with a sharp sword on the cliff. "Leave" and hold the sword, which makes the sword repair in the middle of Baojuan, as well as many rivers and lakes swordsmen, regard the small customs of this country as a holy place in the heart, and they will all go on the cliff and look up on the cliff." Leave the "two-character style."
Before Chen Qiong entered the autumn, the wind rushed to the left to stay, and the long-awaited Zeng and Ma Yi should meet.
Seeing Mr. Chen’s familiar figure of one person and one ride, Ma Yiyi and Zeng Yi were obviously relieved.
At the beginning, they didn’t have Chen Ping’s side, and they felt very comfortable. Zeng’s bamboo box was carrying the imprisoned prison hall. In a critical moment, you can barely ask a few Chen’s
hands-on
Dongfu border ghosts. Walking on the stone country, as long as you don't sway through the city, how is it enough, so Zeng Yi and Ma Yiyi have a presupposition, no restrictions, just walking, there are some winds and sorrows, even if they just saw the big scouts wandering in the four wilderness. I have to be guilty. At that time, I know that there is no Mr. Chen around me. It is very different.
There is Mr. Chen, and the rules are just there, but one person and one ghost, so peace of mind.
That feeling, Zeng Yi and Ma Yiyi also talked in private, but they couldn’t talk about it. I just thought it was more than just Mr. Chen’s cultivation.
After leaving the scenic spots and historical sites, they looked up and looked at a big word on a cliff like a knife. The two also keenly discovered that Mr. Chen went to the Shuhu Lake alone. After returning, he became more worried.
Chen Pingan also noticed this. After thinking about it, he took back his sight and said frankly to them: "Before I came here, I took two jade cards and wanted to see the big mountain, but I could not see it."
Zeng Yi did not think deeply, but felt a little lost for Mr. Chen.
However, Ma Yiyi is well aware of the cloud ripples in it, which is bound to hide danger.
Chen Pingyi tried to use a cloudless tone and smiled: "A lot of things, don't move it over there, never know the answer. As long as you make a choice, there will be good and bad, now it is the bad one. As a result, not only did I not see Sushan, but I couldn’t talk about it, but I will definitely be missed by the big lord, so we must be more careful. If Meimei is on this road, you who have unintentionally discovered it. The sly monk with the army, pretending not to see it, rest assured, we will not have the worry of life."
Although Zeng Yi nodded, it was inevitable that he would be very worried.
Ma Yiyi is a heart wide, and laughs and laughs: "As long as I don't want to ride a rabbit, I don't care. If you like to watch it, you can see it. We can't run a copper coin."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "You two of the temper, complement it."
Ma Yiyi blinked. "Mr. Chen is not going to mess with the spectrum. I can't beat Zeng."
Once he laughed, he didn’t dare to say that he couldn’t get on the horse.
Under the cliffs, it is sparsely populated. It is mostly a stone country and a plum glaze country that needs to pass the customs. It is not big enough for many years. It is hoped that after returning home, it will be used as a show of the capital. As for the old merchants and the old rivers and lakes. The word "left" on the cliff has already been seen countless times, and I really can't stay with them.
In Chen Ping's three rides just turned to the horse's head, just a group of Jianghu swordsman came to the horse, have to dismount, took off the sword, facing the word of the cliff, respectful, and bowed.
The old man, the younger children of the horse team, spoke loudly about the historical origins of the monuments here, and they were very impassioned. Of course, they should not say a few words for the people who used them. Young men and women, listening to a bit of radiant, excited.
Most of them are a Jianghu sect who left the division and came to the rivers and lakes to practice.
Chen Pingan naturally can see that the depth of the old man is a good Wudi Wufu. In the land of Meimei, which is not a big territory, it should be regarded as a famous river and lake, but the old swordsman To the big chance of encounter, otherwise there is no hope in this life, because the blood and blood are exhausted, it seems that the root of the disease has fallen, and the soul is swaying, making the bottleneck of the five borders more and more indestructible. As long as the younger Wufu is in a younger age, it will naturally be a punch. I am afraid of the old saying.
The encounter between the rivers and lakes is mostly passed by, and the three riders go far.
The old man turned his head and looked at the back of the three riders. A slim girl with a slightly open eyebrows asked, "Master, the one who wears a green shirt, and the sword and the knife. It looks like a person in the rivers and lakes. A deep hidden master?"
The old man smiled and said: "It is not a sword, it must be a sword fairy."
They have started on their own and continue to pass the road.
The Mei glaze country is still fairly stable, but the neighboring Shima country has become a pot of porridge. Previously, there was a stone official who had a friendship with the family, and sent a secret letter saying that it was a stone country. The eunuch, who wants to scold him, is implicated. The innocent loyal minister, who is in the same name as the "Baoji Yushi" in the Shimao National Temple, said in his letter that he is willing to stay in the capital and be buried for the country. He teaches the great man to know the stone country and several people who are not afraid of death. Scholars, but I hope that these friends from the rivers and lakes can the local family and children to go to Meimeiguo to take refuge, then he can safely go on the road.
After leaving the place where the horseshoes stepped on, it was the territory of the country.
The official said in the letter that there was a sentence and the handwriting was extremely heavy. When the old Wufu and the brothers and brothers circulated, they were very emotional. Therefore, he took his disciples to take risks, and they were in danger. There is no turning back.
"Han's mellow, the celestial emperor of the ages, the scholars, two hundred years of care, have not been ill-treated scholars, my masters, can not everyone to Han."
The old man sat on the horse's back, and his heart was stunned. The big iron horse ride is now the pressure on the Mei glaze country. It is a big land. It is difficult for the people to find a place to live and give the readers a peace of mind. Is it so difficult?
The old rivers and lakes, which are used to the hustle and bustle, and ups and downs, have deep thoughts. There is a ulterior motive. The big scorpion is going to lay down the Zhu Ying dynasty soon. After the chaos, there may be a world of Dazhi. The opportunity, no matter what, is better than the big iron rides, like a few knives that give Zhu Yingxi a national squad, and have been bluntly cutting the meat there, cutting it, cutting it, and suffering from sin, is it not the people? Don't mention it, the savage savage treats the territory of the countries where the horseshoes are located. There is no mercy on the battlefield. It is called a fast, but it is really necessary to move the eyes to the north. In the past few years, the whole bottle of smoke has gradually dispersed. In the northern part of the continent, countless people who have fled the country have returned to their hometowns. They have returned to their homeland, and the large-scale civil servants stationed in various places have done quite a few personal things.
It’s just that this is destined to say that the export is wrong, and the old man can only use one mouthful of old wine and pour it on.
Over there, the three rides gallop.
It is still to help the feminine ghosts to complete the tens of thousands of wishes, and then Zeng Yi and Ma Yiyi are responsible for the porridge shop, but the Mei glaze country is still stable, not much.
The world is in chaos, the world is not good, the people are ignorant, and they are afraid, but they can’t help.
Chen Ping An, they met a strange thing next to a stream in the wilderness of the wilderness. A group of people who fell into the grass and cut into the path, even facing a middle-aged Taoist lying on the boulder in the water, frowned.
The skinny middle-aged Taoist, born in the Zhu Ying Dynasty's Taoist side door, is now a cave house repair, originally thought that the world is chaotic, as a Taoist, it is time to go down the mountain to relieve the eternal life, never wanted to meet a master of the Ma Shu Warlock, it is indeed a Supreme, the result showed him a look, saying that he was a poor man who had a fateful life and a hungry life. The middle-aged Taoist sorrows and sorrows, he began to wait.
The horse thief who entered the country from the stone country had just made a sale, got a lot of money, stopped the horse by the stream, saw such a strange person who was dying, and almost solved the middle-aged Taoist. Unexpectedly, the Taoist was very happy, and asked the man to go out faster. The young horse thief was guilty in his heart and did not dare to lay the knife. The Taoist people are bent on seeking death, and they have taught the strong guys who used to rob the family to confess their homes. They said something about the blessings and sorrows. After all, they are the five-day gods in the eyes of the people in the mountains, and they are the priests, scholars and eloquence. There are still some, it is not that people are born from the gallbladder, but they are scared from the head to the embarrassing horse thieves, one by one, and in turn persuaded the middle-aged Taoist to be light.
Then Chen Pingan bumped into such a scene.
The horse thieves have no idea of ​​killing people and goods at this moment, not to mention that the three riders are bullied, and they deliberately turn a blind eye.
Chen Ping’s side does not matter. He stops the horse and washes his horse’s nose. He cooks the stove and cooks it. What to do.
The middle-aged Taoist people see the horse thief killing and not killing themselves. The body of Dongfu’s realm, he will die and die for a while, just lie on the stone and wait to die.
If the horse thieves are interested in seeing the three people, the middle-aged Taoist will of course block. Just before the death, they will accumulate a small yin, and will cast a good fetus in the next life, at least longevity, and continue to practice.
Chen Pingan holds the rice bowl and squats by the river, and there is almost a meal there.
A dry-tempered young horse thief saw Chen Ping’s gaze and squinted at Chen Ping’s eyes:
Hey, haven’t you seen a hero who is eating?!

A horse thief leader, kindly go to the stone side, handing a bowl of rice to the middle-aged Taoist, saying that it is not a matter of waiting for death, it is better to eat, when to thunder, to the top of the mountain or under the tree, try Try to see if there is any possibility in the Thunder, then it is a hundred, and clean. When the middle-aged Taoist listened, it seemed reasonable. I wondered if I would go to the market to buy a big iron chain. I just didn’t take the bowl of rice. I said that I was not hungry, and I started to swear, and persuaded the horse thief to have this kindness. Why don't you just be a good person, don't be a horse thief, and now it's better to be a dartmaster.
The horse thief had some heartbeat, carrying a rice bowl, leaving the boulders in the river and going back to the brothers.
Chen Pingan is interesting.
After finishing the bowl of rice, Chen Ping’s toes are a little bit, drifting to the boulders, a green shirt, and the sleeves are swaying, so it is so sloppy that it is around the middle-aged Taoist.
The young horse thief almost didn't have a big rice squirt out, and the slap in the head of the horse thief was shot on his head. "Hey, haven't you seen the heroes on the rivers and lakes?!"
Chen Ping sat cross-legged on the boulder and smiled. "This road leader, why is it dead?"
The middle-aged Taoist is actually a kind-hearted person, closing his eyes and whispering: "Hit the damn, the road is hopeless, what is not dead."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Dao Chang can know that the Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and Taoism are highly respected by a 'scientific classic', um, that is the ancient book that is called the head of the group, and there is a saying called Avenue 50. Yan Sijiu, is one of them?"
The middle-aged Taoist nodded. "The number of Da Yan is fifty, and that it is used forty and nine. We will say that the birth of one is one, the second is one, and the other is derived."
Chen Pingan said: "When the magic barrier comes, the people who cultivate the Tao are especially hard. Even if they have a million soldiers, it is hard to retreat."
The middle-aged Taoist man sat up and lamented. "I understand the truth. But I am just a qualified Dongfu environment. I dare to look at the road in me. It is really a war, I think I can’t break my heart. I hope that I will be in my next life."
Chen Pingan glanced at the horse thief in the mountains over there and nodded: "Really, it is easy to break the thief in the mountains and break the thief in the heart. It is the same."
The middle-aged Taoist smiled hard. "Your kindness, my heart is."
A skinny middle-aged Taoist, a young man with a god-like spirit, meets the landscape.
The two sides have been so far, and there is no more verbal communication.
The horse thief was relieved, especially the young horse thief, who felt that he had just turned around in the ghost gate.
Zeng Yi could not understand the thoughts of the middle-aged Taoist. When he was away, he whispered: "Mr. Chen, is there anyone who is really willing to wait for death under the sun?"
Chen Ping nodded and said: "On the road of practice, it is strange. The Taoist, if it is in accordance with the Buddhist sayings, only has the opportunity to drink first, or you can be knocked down by Gao Yi Dade. When you set up a place to become a Buddha, you will only have a bag and a shout. So, have you heard of a Buddhist case? A sorghum said that the heart is like a mirror, and it is always diligent, not to make it dusty. The other said that there is nothing in the world, and where is the dust. Do you think there are differences between the two nephews?"
Zeng Yan shook his head and said: "I don't understand these."
Ma Yiyi laughed: "Of course the latter is higher."
Chen Pingan whispered softly: "The Buddha's intention is that the latter is higher, but the former is a ferry that the world is obsessed with the Han people. When you are a self-transferred person, put down the bamboo worm in your hand, get up and land, and finally get out of the boat. That step, you can say that you have realized the latter, and gradually realize that it is the basis of the epiphany. The order of the sides here is actually there. Life is alive, the mirror is dusty, and if it is not wiped, it will be fouled, dull, and there is Born to the Buddha on the other side."
Chen Pingan smiled and added: "The two nephews are all right, they are all right. The reason why I chatted with you is because I had traveled to the Qing Dynasty. I heard the scholars say Dharma on the road. I am very disdainful about the former. I only admire the latter, plus a few books on the literati's writings. I also like to treat the former, but I don't think it's too good."
Ma Yiyi smiled and said: "I used to listen to Mr. Chen and talked about Buddhism. It used to be a long time. Mr. Chen is really a group of books, so I admire it very embarrassed..."
Ma Yiyi made a face. "No, I can't say it myself."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "This shows that your flattering is not enough."
After three rides, I saw a place of interest with a fairy tales. It is a deep pool without a master. When it enters the autumn, it is already cold and cold, and the stone wall is engraved with a local county. Zhu Hongya engraved, "the ancient wall color plaques the gold tail, the rainman rides into the autumn pool water", the three looked up, there are some painted traces on the wall, faintly visible dragons, while the feet are green, not seen Any fish and shrimp.
Chen Pingan retracted his gaze and reached into the water of the lake. When he was cool, he did not think of the hometown built on the bank of the river. It was the gloomy water transport in the Longxu River. This deep pool is also suitable. Quenching Jianfeng, but I do not know why there is no Xianjiajian repair here. Chen Pingan suddenly rushed to shrink his hand. The original coldness in the water was not pure. It was mixed with a lot of haze and filth. It was like a mess of numbness. Although it did not immediately hurt the human body, it could be separated from the word "pure". Far away, no wonder, this is the taboo of the monks.
I must have a story here in the early years.
Probably like the Eagle Fort and the balcony on Tongyezhou.
After Chen Ping’s visit to Meimei State, he walked through the countryside and the county town. There will be children who are not used to seeing horses and walk into the deep reeds. It is also possible to encounter a seemingly bland tour of the wilderness from time to time, as well as a team of drums and drums on the streets of the county. Thousands of miles, wading through the mountains, Chen Pingan, they also inadvertently encountered a deserted ridiculous relic, found an ancient sword that did not enter the tombstone, only the hilt, I do not know thousands of years later, still Jianqi Sensen, a look It’s a good spirit, it’s a long time, it’s not warm, it’s already on the verge of collapse, and Ma Yiyi wants to go away. It’s the thing of the Lord’s lord, and it’s a good thing to repair it. Maybe it’s a good one. price. It’s just that Chen Ping’an did not agree, saying that this is the ritual device used by the Taoist priests to suppress the feng shui in this place, and it will be able to suppress the yin and suffocate, and will not be scattered and become a scourge.
Ma Yiyi as a femininity, can't see it, just don't care, then smiled: "Then pull out the ancient sword, ridiculously, there must be a demon to appear as a scorpion, let's simply demon slayer, get a spirit, 攒The merits, isn't it the best of both worlds?"
Chen Ping shook his head: "The old accounts are old and confused. How do you know that there are no difficulties and twists and turns?"
Ma Yiyi complained a bit. "Mr. Chen is good at everything, and it is too uncomfortable to do things."
Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Children are not good enough to smash the bowl of porcelain. It can be regarded as a kind of good. Zeng Yi can, the horse thief, Zeng Yi can be said to kill and kill, you can do it, of course I am more easily."
Chen Pingan said with emotion: "It is a terrible thing to gather people's hearts. The ancient temple is lonely. If a person walks into it and burns incense and worships Buddha, he will feel awe. But if it is noisy and crowded, it will not be afraid, and then it will be extremely extreme. I said that I can’t go to the Buddha’s body for gold foil. Someone starts to do it and says it will do it.

Riding through the mass graves, Chen Pingan suddenly looked back and saw no one.
Once stopped at the deep mountain lake, I stopped the stone and drove the water. Ma Yiyi chose a secluded place alone, took off his boots, reached into the cool water, stretched out, smiled, just stunned. Don't go, fly on the jade head.
Ma Yiyi stopped the action and wanted it to stay for a while.
In the distance, there was a young coward who shouldered a bundle of firewood. He accidentally passed nearby, stopped and looked at her. He thought it was a fairy. The young man loved it, but he was self-defeating.
Ma Yiyi reached out and ran the cockroach, turned his head and reached for the fox fur at the corner of the horn. He planned to slam it open and scared the wild boy who looked dumbfounded.
As a result, Chen Pingan threw a small stone and bounced off her finger.
Ma Yuyi turned around with anger, his legs swaying, splashing countless splashes.
The teenager ran away.
He did not intend to tell his peers in the village, he saw a beautiful fairy sister at the lake, and he remembered it in his heart.
In a prosperous county town, even Chen Wei, who is not strange, feels open-minded.
There is a drunken and rushing reader who wears clothes, covers his chest, reveals his breasts, and his feet are shaken. He is very heroic. He lets the book boy carry a bucket full of ink. The reader uses his head to make a pen and writes on the street.
There are servants at the end of the street, surrounded by buckets filled with well water, just waiting for their masters to go crazy, they clean up the mess and cleanse the face.
It’s not to be tired, that is, every time they have suffered from the white eyes, they are really afraid of the book’s sorcerer’s anger.
When asked with the people, it is still a county with a reputation and a more official body.
Chen Pingan stopped the horse and stopped at the street. I saw that the county was sitting on the road and looking around. The young man, full of alcohol, was stained with ink stains. The smell was eccentric, and he saw him with his palm. I slammed the street and shouted loudly: "I respect the gods with calligraphy, dare to ask the gods if I have any courage, and give me some advice. Where is the eternal sage? Come and come and drink with me..."
The young man suddenly mourned. "I have seen the princess and the husband-in-law in the capital. I have the true meaning of calligraphy. I see the princess in the temple, and I have the calligraphy, the Princess, you look at the words I wrote for you." ""
Zeng Yi stumbled: "Mr. Chen, this guy wrote, I can't recognize a word."
Chen Pingan smiled and pointed to the street, whispered: "It is a mad cursive book, writing blame poems, as for the cursive content, just finished the sentence, is the window screen bright moon, autumn wave Jiaosuo, and Jun drink Alcohol. Well, I probably imagined the love poem written by myself for the woman’s tone. But these words are really good, so good, I can’t be good, I have never seen such a cursive book, I have never seen it. I have seen masters in the book, and the cursive of this realm is still the first time."
At the end of the day, Chen Pingan said: "Don't think that the county is talking loudly, his words, really have a sense of God, that is, the aura of this place is weak, the door god, the ghost can not survive, or really want to show up , bow down to him and worship."
Chen Pingan suddenly smiled and took the horse to the big step, heading for the book that was drunk on the street, tearful eyes, and the kind of infatuation. "Go, buy a copybook with him, how much can I buy! This sale, You can't make a profit! It's harder than you, and there are countless ones! But the premise is that we can live a hundred years and hundreds of years."
Zeng Yi and Ma Yiyi looked at each other and felt that Mr. Chen should also be mad.
Chen Pingan came to the reading person lying on his back and said, "I have a wine that I can't lose." Can you buy some words with you?"
The man was drunk and shook his head. "Come me?"
Chen Pingan nodded and smiled. "Please."
The man burst into tears with sorrow and sorrow. "You are not the princess of the princess. Why do you want me to do it? I want you to ask me what to do? Walk around, I don't sell words to you, no words are sold."
Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at Ma Yiyi. When the eyes of the people shifted, their wrists shook. From the squatting objects, a pot of water from the bee tail was taken. The horse was pulled, the mud was sealed, and the body was squatted. Handing the jug to the reader, "Sell not to sell, drink my wine and say, if you drink it or not, just when I respect you for writing this cursive on the street."
The man sat up, took the jug, poured his head on it, and finished drinking it in one breath. He threw the empty jug and swayed and stood up, grabbing Chen Ping’s arm. "Can there be wine?"
Chen Pingan laughed and said: "There is still not much left."
The man said with exultation: "Go, go to the broken office, I will write to you, how much you want, as long as the wine is enough!"
Ma Yiyi turned his eyes.
What is the bone of the reader?
Zeng Yi is a little happy, and it is rare to see Mr. Chen who is so comfortable.
When they arrived, the readers pushed open the messy books on the desk, let the book children take the rice paper and spread it, and Chen Ping put a pot of wine at the reader's hand.
On the wall, it is a frantic cursive book that the readers themselves can't recognize after waking up.
The readers drank the wine and sipped the wine cellar and asked: "Let's say, what do you want me to write about this madman? Which one will be sent to the public? If you forget, I don't want to know, what do you want to write, no? Count, what do I want to write."
The paper was so cloudy that it was full of horror.
The person who reads the book really thinks about what to write, and often writes a number without a number. It seems that Zeng Yi always feels that the sale is a loss.
Finally, the wines are good, the wine is not a good reading person, wrote dozens of copybooks of different sizes, completely drunk and died, fell to the ground.
Chen Pingan spent a total of five pots of water wells, the old dragon city osmanthus brewing and the Shuji Lake Wujiu wine.
The reason why I can drink so much is not that the readers are really massive, but to drink a small pot and sprinkle the majority of the pot, and fall into the eyes of the distressed Ma Yi, it is really violent.
Chen Ping collected a copy of the text and left the department.
When the three men left, Ma Yi couldn’t help but ask: "The words are good, I can see it, but is it really so good? These fairy brews can be worth a lot of snow money, converted into silver, a cursive copybook, Can you really count thousands of dollars and two silver?"
Chen Pingan got a copybook and was very open-minded. Just like drinking too much alcohol, he said: "You don't believe it? Then wait, in the future, you will come here again. This street must have been famous, thousands of years. After that, even if the scholar died, the entire county will follow the light and be remembered by future generations."
The three riders slowly left the small county. At this time, the people in the county still only treat the book as a joke, but they don’t know the calligraphy of later generations, and the countless literati, how envious they can be fortunate See the person's style.
This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Mei glaze country is still considered a family, family reunion.
It’s just that there is a stone country, it’s hard to say.
Next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, the Mei glaze country may be the bleak scene of the current country.
There are many strange things in the mountains.
Going to winter in autumn again.
On the occasion of Chen Ping’s coming to the Mei glaze country, when he returned to the Shujian Lake, there was a deep mountain in the middle of nowhere. With his outstanding eyesight, when he saw a high cliff, he even hangs a rag. The embarrassed old man, wrapped around the chain, sensed Chen’s sight, the old man, his mouth and mouth, although he did not scream, but the violent breath, thrilling.
Near the old man, there is also a cave that was artificially excavated. When Chen Jing looked away, there was someone standing up and looking at Chen Pingan. It was a young man with a dry face, and the monk shook hands with Chen Ping’s hands. salute.
Chen Pingan also learned that the monks bowed their heads and gently returned.
Ma Yiyi curiously asked: "What happened?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and did not speak.
Until he walked out of the mountain range, Chen Pingan said: "There is a high sorrow with great perseverance, and there is a sigh of relief that manifests itself in the heart."
Ma Yiyi said that he was able to show his heart and soul. This monk is not a fairy?
Chen Ping nodded. "It is a high-ranking person."
On the other side of the grotto, the young monk sat cross-legged back to the futon, and stood up again, stepping out of the grotto, stepping into the wind, smashing the volley, and looking at the old man who was gradually quiet, the latter’s eyes were so complicated. , anger, hatred, pray, pity, sneer, and so on.
The monks looked around and seemed to be puzzled.
Why is my heart so different today?
It had previously met the imperial sword or the monk who passed by the imperial wind, and it never looked at it more.
If the young monk realizes, reveals a smile, and then bows his head again, the Buddha sings, then returns to the grotto and continues to sit.
An old monk with a look of indifference and a quiet look appeared in the mass grave of the ancient sword that was nailed into the tombstone. Under the ground, the smoldering sigh, even if he realized that he might most likely be a yang scent, those hiding in In the roots of the mountains, the ghosts and femininity are still difficult to move, and the suffocating gathers, trying to rush out of the ground, but whenever there is a ghost, the sword will fall like a rain, and the ground will mourn.
Of course, the old monks did not fear these femininity, but frowned, and said to himself: "It’s strange. I’m not afraid of the golden scent that I deliberately reveal, but I’m afraid of a young man who is not like?

It’s rare to stay at a Xianjia Inn.
Ma Yiyi leaned back on the soft bedding, full of intoxication, and suffered hardships, but also enjoyed blessings.
I didn’t feel that I had anything to do and practiced alone in the house.
Chen Pingan and Xianjia Inn had a copy of the Xianjiatun newspaper. On the top of the Meiglao National Palace, they began to argue. However, it is not a matter of whether they should stop the big man, but how to stay on the territory.
It should be known that this is still the decision made by Mei Meiguo Junchen under the precipitous situation that Shijingguo Jingcheng has already been broken.
And the chaotic stone country court finally ushered in the new emperor's majesty. It is the king of Han Jingling, the father of Huang He, who has the reputation of "Xian Wang". He did not have a generale who lost a soldier in the battlefield. In one fell swoop, he became the head of the Shiwu National Military Commander. As the new emperor Han Jingling’s suffering, he became the priest of the new emperor, and became the servant of the rites. His father and son were in the same dynasty, and there was a large number of Huang’s children. The chickens and dogs went up to heaven and jointly held the political affairs. .
Shiheguo Jingcheng went to the place, and the civil servants who were desperate to die were inextricably linked. Even if it was just a small matter of posting a door to other countries, it was still unwilling to do it.
Some of the family descendants who did not want to be killed by their own lords sneaked on the door gods of the ancestors of the Yuan dynasty Yuan Cao, and some guilty ones, simply the homeowners, so as not to run away. The door gods, but also the big brothers, they are not sorrowful sons, swearing to the ancestors.
All living beings are self-aware.
On the fairy tales of this wonderful pen, the trivial things that were written after the tea after dinner were really falling on those portals, which was a great event of life and death.
The Shuji Lake is more earth-shaking and more touching than a stone country that is not too eye-catching.
Beginning this autumn, Su Gaoshan began to
calculate after the fall
.
The Shushuanghu Shantou, headed by the islands of Granulosa Island, Huangpi Island, Qinglan Tianzhu, etc., have sincerely voted for the Song Dynasty, and are willing to hand over half of the family, as well as the significance of the great masters.
Su Gaoshan set up a banquet in the Fanshi Mansion of Chishuicheng, but only in his name, he sent a military commander who was only from the three products, and several military monks who were drawn from the local military, responsible for appearance. Hospitality.
Su Gaoshan was even the face of this, and he was not willing to give the Shutou Lake head snakes.
There is no accident at all about Chen Ping.
Previously, he used the Qingxia Island to offer cards and Taiping Nothing, and submitted a "famous post" to Datun Tieqi. He said that he wanted to see the master. Finally, Sushan’s reply was very simple. He was the general. The words of the pro, just two words, "going out."
Can't talk about anger or grievances, Chen Pingan is just a little helpless.
As for the loss of Liu Zhimao’s Qingxia Island, it is not unwilling to lag behind. The forces headed by Tiankuo Island, Tianhu Island, and Jindan Yusong, several Jindan monks who are enough to call for the rain in the Shuji Lake, are at the banquet, sitting in the pool. City Fan's house, but the location is not the top, not even as good as Tianzhu Island.
This is the Yamazawa field repair of the Shue Lake.
Dare to be desperate, can recognize. The situation is very good. When I got the ancestors, the situation was not good and I got a grandson.
Chen Pingan guessed that there are also some island monks who are unwilling to offer half of their homes with such hands, but they should not use the big iron riders and the monks to take the hands, the forces of Tan Yuanyi of the grain island and the golden dragons of Huanghua Island. It will help all the "small troubles" of Su Gaoshan. Where is the need for General Su Da to work hard, and to be willing to take those heads and islands as a gift.
However, Su Gaoshan’s knife-cut tofu in Shuji Lake is the key reason. In addition to his outstanding performance in the iron horse, and the appearance of Shu Shu Hu Ye Xiu, he is good at seeing the wind and turning the rudder. In fact, another big lord will Cao Yu’s It is also very important. Of course, the most important thing is that the rumored King Song Changjing will personally accompany a Song Dynasty emperor to inspect the borderline between Cao Yu and the Zhu Ying Dynasty.
Chen Pingan put down the report.
Hands clasped sleeves and fell into meditation.
Liu Zhimao’s life and death, there is no exact news yet.
In terms of common sense, Su Gaoshan is still a big monk who knows Liu Zhimao's time-critical situation. Liu Zhimao is still the first half of his family to rely on Daxie.
The problem is that the foreign monk who was said by Liu Laocheng to be "not pleasing to the face" in Gongliu Island, the identity is still not falling out.
It seems that this person has decided Liu Zhimao’s life and death honour, even Liu Laocheng can only recognize his nose, so that Su Gaoshan can not add to his merits, and win a handy for Daxie. Yuan Ying is offering.
It’s a big one.
Chen Ping smashed his eyebrows.
Is it the paulownia sect? A bite, sigh, and move to Shuji Lake?
However, this requires too much cost. The monks can migrate to other continents, but the number of mountains and rivers that have been in operation for thousands of years can not be taken away.
In addition to the aura of the land of the two continents, in addition to the aura of the heavens and the land, you can say that the rest rest.
And such a big movement, Tongye Zongben people are scattered, during the migration process, the tiger and the wolf look around, will definitely bite the fat, involving the avenue, even if the Taipingshan Fusong Zong is not lacking in the righteous sect, as long as the decision is taken, the same Not soft.
Moreover, the monk of Tongye Zong, who is above the top of the eye, is used to the ears of the Confucius of the Confucius in Dazhou. If he really wants to go to the small Baojuan, he might also give a sacred dynasty to the Song Dynasty.
If it is Fusong, it seems more reasonable.
However, it was unreasonable for the monk to take Liu Zhimao’s shots, especially the
small calculations
that contained his own misfortunes.
Chen Pingan stood up and came to the window. This Xianjia Inn was built on the banks of the Oedo River. It has a wide view, a view from the window, a river, a boat, and a boat. It falls in the field of vision and is as small as a corn.
The Meishui national water network is intertwined, and the rivers are widely distributed. This is probably one of the reasons for the courage to die in the temple.
On the river surface, there are long stretches of warships that go slowly, but the water surface is vast. Even if the flag is full of people, it is still a huge ship.
Chen Pingan is on the window sill.
Zeng Yi and Ma Yiyi came together and said that they wanted to go to the water temple in the Chunhua River. It is said that the wish is particularly effective. The of the water also likes to tease the vulgar.
Chen Pingan did not have this interest, let them go to visit the temple, but reminded Ma Yiyi, after entering the boundary of the temple, after all, is the ghost wearing fox fur, or to sue first, and the water temple to show the first intention, otherwise press For example, it is offensive to collide with the landscape gods and conflicts. Why don’t you take advantage of it? At that time, he can only apologize and apologize, and the financial crisis has been eliminated. Anyway, the gods’ money, Ma Yiyi and Zeng Yi’s own, can’t be counted. He is on his head. Ma Yiyi said with a smile, and went so far away from the rivers and lakes, this rule is still Mr. Chen.
Chen Pingan can't smile.
So far from the rivers and lakes? You and Zeng Wei have now walked through the territory of two dependent countries.
However, Chen Ping did not say this, waved his hand and motioned that they would go out to play. Otherwise, I have to give Ma Yiyi a few words.
Only when Zeng Yu was closed, Chen Pingan took off the sword and threw it to Zeng Yi, saying that it was just in case.
Zeng Yi was naturally happy, but when she closed the door, she took the horse and took it to her waist.
There was no such thing as Zeng.
Chen Pingan smiled at this.
Men make some women, strong people let the weak, and at the same time not the kind of condescending gesture of charity, is it just a matter of righteousness?
Such a world will be slowly and error-free, slow and good.
All sorts of reasoning needs to be returned in the order.
Going a little more, I walked so far.
Think about it, think about it so much.
Some tired and somewhat relaxed, Chen Ping, so on the window sill, close your eyes and swear.
My heart is the place where I am.
Where can I sleep?
A few dozen miles away from the Chunhua River Water God Temple, an old man lying on the beam of the temple hall, the head of the apricot flower, dressed in embroidered clothes, very funny, suddenly, he hit a spirit, almost I didn’t throw the greasy chicken legs on the head of the pilgrim in the temple. The aquarium was born in a strange way. When I was blessed by a gentleman at the Guanhu Academy, I was able to make a golden body and become a of the river. One vacated, the body was weak, and passed through the roof of the temple. The old water looked around and was very flustered. He worshipped the Quartet and screamed: "Which sage is coming, the little is afraid, fear."
And that "criminal leader".
I am busy sneaking and snoring.
Morality is the body, and evil spirits are easy to make.