Chapter 1212: revenge is a solo drink

Chapter 1212 Revenge is a solo drink
A hearty revenge is a booze that never gets drunk.
Drink at your own discretion, drink slowly, and enjoy yourself alone.
Someone was wearing a golden crown and a green gauze robe lingering in purple air, holding a glistening white jade ganoderma lucidum in his hand, and a pair of plain white cloud shoes on his feet.
About thirty years old, with a flawless appearance, a clean body, and not a very handsome face.
Just like the exiled son in fairy tales, his home is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with dense flowers and bamboos. It is also like a Taoist living in seclusion in the mountains who came out of a poem about wandering immortals, practicing with thatch, and occasionally came to the world.
He strolled in the courtyard, counting steps to see a scene.
Surrounded by different colors and scrolls, there are pavilions, terraces and lofts drawn with meticulous brushwork, freehand gardens with ink and wash, and courtyards with green landscapes.
Not long ago, Chen Pingan just made his appearance look younger when he entered the fairyland.
This Wusha Street in Yongjia County, where rich and powerful families gathered together in the previous dynasty, was once the emperor and a courtier. In addition to this old prime minister’s mansion, there are two adjacent mansions, both of which have changed owners. The family status has long been included in Ma Shi's pocket. Because the Ma family adheres to an ancient motto of "separate households without division, division of households means demolition of households", after settling here, for nearly 30 years, they have never divided households and households, and they are not allowed to set up household registrations and divide family wealth. The three mansions have a side door connected to each other, so the small half of the street is all surnamed Ma.
In that courtyard, Chen Pingan, who was dressed in blue and had a sword on his back, raised his foot, and the soles of his shoes finally left Ma Yan's cheeks. He seemed to think it was dirty, and rubbed against the blue bricks on the ground, and said with a smile, "Ma Yan and Qin Zheng can go down to heal their wounds." , broke his wrist, and the several golden sore medicines secretly handed down by the old master Shen probably don’t work anymore. The several rare panacea in the A-shaped cabinet in the warehouse of Ma’s secret room, together with the plaster from the Yang’s medicine shop, may be sent If you need it, remember to use it sparingly. After all, ointment is a rare item that can be used less than one bottle. With luck, Pu Liu, an old fairy in the Nascent Soul Realm, can use the dead wood rejuvenation technique of the doctor. Take it back, Ma Yuemei, you can leave with your parents, remember to call Ma Che, Ma Chuan, and Ma Bi over, just three for three."
Ma Yuemei squatted down, tremblingly picked up the severed wrist still wearing the jade bracelet, she stood up, staring at the green shirt.
Ma Yan supported Qin Zheng, who was almost fainted, and staggered out of the courtyard. Ma Yan did not forget to remind Ma Yuemei to follow quickly, and hinted with her eyes not to be impulsive.
Seeing that the woman didn't move, Chen Pingan asked: "Can eyes kill people? Otherwise, you stay there, stare at the place with your eyes wide open, and watch for a while? Can you watch the murderer?"
Ma Yuemei's eyes were filled with deep hatred, and she said, "Chen, you either kill me today, or I will let you and your Luoposhan for the rest of my life..."
Before Ma Yuemei could finish his harsh words, Chen Pingan smiled, put his fingers together, and swipe at the woman lightly. The sword light was bright, like a wire cutting tofu.
Ma Yuemei, who looked astonished, lowered her head in a daze. The sword light cut Ma Yuemei's body in half obliquely, and her stomach and intestines slid all over the ground, even with a faint white mist and heat.
Those maidservants in Tsing Yi who had died once before, when they witnessed such a disgusting horror scene as bystanders, most of them began to bend over and vomit.
Sitting on the steps, Chen Pingan took out a booklet from his sleeve, opened a page with his head down, looked up at the tragic situation not far away, and said with a smile: "Revenge is not a steaming dish, served in a hurry, As long as you don't eat it, it will get cold soon."
In the dark, vast and indistinct, Ma Yuemei looked around, for some reason, she was already in the Ma's ancestral hall, sitting on a chair.
Following the voice, Ma Yuemei turned her head to look at the gate, and there was an extra chair, sitting a man in green shirt with a horizontal sword on his knees, with a hosta on his hair, drinking.
That "Chen Ping'an" was completely different from Chen Jianxian who killed people casually while talking and laughing in the courtyard.
At this moment, Chen Ping'an in Ma Yue's eyebrows looked more like a statue of a god. He had no expression on his face, his eyes were indifferent, and he was sitting on the corpse of a god.
At the same time, there is an old incense burner on the altar table under the ancestral statue of Ma's ancestral hall, and each "stick of incense" is the name of a Ma's child.
Ma Yuemei was also horrified to find the dismembered self in the courtyard, standing beside an illusory ghost Ma Yuemei, she was covering her face and weeping secretly.
In the courtyard, Chen Pingan turned his head to look at the entrance of the courtyard, and reminded: "Ma Yan, Qin Zheng, let you take advantage of it, two for three. Within a quarter of an hour, if those two didn't come here Seeing me, I will put the blame on you. There is no way, since you are the heads of the family, you have to bear more."
The couple hurriedly walked, not daring to stop for a moment. As for Ma Yuemei's real fate, whether it is life or death, or life and death like a maidservant in Tsing Yi, they can't care about it for the time being, they can only suppress their hatred and make other plans. After all, the incense of the Ma family in Xinghua Lane belongs to their husband and wife, and even more so to the eldest son Ma Kuxuan. Besides, it is like the youngest daughter Ma Yuemei, or the second son Ma Yanshan... that's all.
After that, Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of pine needles from a verdant ancient pine tree in the courtyard. He held it gently in the palm of his hand, and then looked at the two maidservants in Tsing Yi who were the first to attack him, "If I remember correctly, Are you called-Chunwen, Qiuyun? Among the sixteen sword servants, only two of you are Four Realms Warriors for the time being. You have a first-class martial arts qualification. It was Qin Zheng's mother-in-law who secretly instructed you to teach you how to be a dead soldier without telling your nominal master, Ma Yuemei, so that I can confirm my statement that I am killing innocent people here today. ? I'm just curious, what reward do you deserve? No? Is it simply that Madam Ma has adopted you orphans, so he must humiliate his ministers and die?"
The two young girls are dressed in the same silk, satin and green clothes. They only have their own ingenuity in the details. Among them, the maid named Chunwen has a light body and wears a crown of white horns. She is known as the maid of Yuxuan Kingdom. The Tsing Yi Sword Attendant named Qiu Yun had a plump and heavy figure, she lowered her head at the moment, and she didn't even have the heart to look at that Chen Jianxian.
The girl with the white-horned crown gritted her teeth and said, "This servant only hates that I am low-level and can't hurt Chen Jianxian at all. Even if I want to fight to the death, I can't do it."
Chen Ping said with a smile: "This is not accurate enough. If you die, you have at least half done it."
Between the words, with a flick of the fingers, an emerald green pine needle pierced through the eyebrows of the maidservant with the white horned crown as fast as a flying sword.
Chen Ping looked at the detailed records of the two Ma Chuan children in the account book in his hand, smiled, turned his head to look at Qiu Yun, and said, "I'm worried that Ma Yan and Qin Zheng are forgetful, you have always been close to Ma Chuan, you must If you don't want this favorite lover to die inexplicably, then please trouble Miss Qiuyun to come and win a chance for that Mr. Ma. But remember, don't reveal the inside story of this place, don't say a word, or don't Blame me for sending you to make a pair of desperate mandarin ducks."
Qiu Yun had the courage to leave Ma's patriarch's study and reception room. Sure enough, the unpredictable and cruel Chen Jianxian did not continue to embarrass her.
At the same time, the sword attendant wearing the white horned crown returned to her original appearance again. She stretched out her fingers subconsciously in a trance, and rubbed the eyebrows that should have been pierced by a pine needle.
In such a short period of time, she died twice, which made her murderous aura suddenly diminished, but she still forced a breath of pure true energy, deliberately making herself look murderous, and said in a deep voice: "Is this what Chen Jianxian is capable of? To kill or cut is nothing more than a nod, not to mention flying swords repeatedly killing people, it is a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, cooking in an oil pan, Chen Jianxian just uses them one by one, begging for mercy with you, even if I have no backbone..."
Chen Ping closed the account book, smiled and said: "You don't lose, you have a good heart. You are still young, and your martial arts level is not enough. Now it is just Ma Yuemei's help. Wait until you learn the seven or eight costs of old master Shen. It is estimated that in the future, he will be the powerful accomplice of the Ma family in Yongjia County, specializing in some shady activities, or traveling at night, eradicating dissidents, or hindering the immortal masters in the family to worship."
The maidservant with the white-horned crown said with a stern face, "Even if I become a ghost, even if I crawl, I have to climb to Chen Jianxian's hometown, and go to that downcast mountain to avenge my revenge!"
Chen Pingan squinted his eyes and smiled, nodded and said: "It's easy to say. You should be satisfied in life. You should repay kindness and revenge. Enemies and avengers, both sides rely on their own abilities. It's just a senior who has gone through many rivers and lakes. Let me tell you a principle of the world, when the situation is not in control, young people should not speak fiercely, and their eyes should be fierce, it’s okay, pay attention in the next life.

In an instant, another pine needle pierced through her eyebrows, with strong piercing force, it brought the maidservant in Tsing Yi to hit the wall, slumped on the ground and died.
The maidservant in Tsing Yi raised her head, the world was dark, the wind was blowing, and it was biting cold. She looked around in a daze, and it was an extremely strange scene, lonely and lifeless.
Is he really dead this time? Already in Huangquan Road? Will there be the so-called ghost gate in the book next, Mengpo bridge?
She was standing in the middle of a muddy road after a heavy rain. At this moment, she turned her head and saw a poor old woman riding a fine horse. The saddle and bridle were extraordinarily gorgeous. It is carefully raised by a wealthy family, and ordinary people must never own such a thing that is not easy to come by.
Seeing the maidservant in green clothes on the road, the old woman hastily tightened the reins and stopped the horse beside her. With kind eyes and kind eyes, the old woman leaned into her body slightly and asked in a low voice, "Where does the girl want to go?"
The maidservant in Tsing Yi who was given the surname Ma and the name Wen Chun asked in a trembling voice: "Old lady, do you dare to ask that this place is on the road to the Underworld?"
The old woman became more gentle when she heard the words, and said with a smile: "The girl went back to her mother's house to visit her relatives, and she was separated from her relatives? Could it be that she was wet by the heavy rain and became dizzy, so she uttered such nonsense. Girl, the rain will stop , the road is rough and difficult to travel, the mountains and forests here have been plagued by tigers since ancient times, it is not suitable for a girl to travel alone, it is better to follow me to the humble house for a rest, and go early the next day, so you have to take it easy."
"Pretending to be a ghost! I want to see if you are a or a ghost, so you dare to play tricks here!"
The maidservant in Tsing Yi twitched the corners of her mouth, tapped her toes, and moved a stone on the road. The stone pierced through the air, whistling like a wind, and flew towards the heart of the old woman sitting on the horseback. In the mud, breathless, the maidservant in Tsing Yi lowered her head and looked intently. After some hesitation, she moved slowly, twisted her wrist, slipped out a dagger from her sleeve, and held it in her palm. The weak old woman who was killed in a single blow suddenly opened her eyes, blood was flowing from her heart, but she got up slowly, wiped her dress, it became more and more dirty, sighed, had to give up, and said hoarsely: "Little Girl, let me advise you with good intentions, why are you not afraid of killing innocent people by mistake? Even if you suspect that I belong to ghosts and gods, you should stay away from it."
The old woman looked down at the empty wound, didn't care, just continued to babble about the old man, "Little girl listen to a word of persuasion, the heart is Futian, if a person's heart is broken, weeds will be broken One year’s harvest, if there is no harvest for one year, you have to pay someone on credit, and you have to pay interest on the credit, so debts add to debts, hardships add to hardships, and the cycle repeats, when will it be the end.

The maidservant in Tsing Yi couldn't listen to these annoying nonsense, so she kicked the old lady's whole head away.
The old woman's head was rolling in the mud, and she repeatedly murmured "It's wrong again".
The next moment, the maidservant in Tsing Yi found herself standing in the middle of the road again, and a horse was approaching slowly in the distance. The old woman stopped the horse again, with a gentle face, and asked in a low voice: "Where does the girl want to go?"
Without waiting for the maidservant in Tsing Yi to reply, the old woman steered the steed and raised its hooves high, instantly trampled a hole in the latter's heart, causing the maidservant to fall to the ground in pain, the old woman still looked peaceful, then slowly got off the horse and waved the whip in her hand , With a crackling sound like thunder, the head of the maidservant in Tsing Yi was severely broken, thrown high, and fell heavily to the ground. The maidservant in Tsing Yi followed the tumbling head, her eyes switched indefinitely, either blue sky or yellow mud.
The old woman had a gentle voice, like her own elders, and gently advised: "Girl, is it still wrong?"
The next moment, the maidservant in Tsing Yi stood in the middle of the road again, horseshoes bursting, from far to near, the old lady rode up again, as if reining in a horse on a cliff, she stopped her horse and asked with a smile.
Ma Chuan and Ma Bi are half-brothers with a year difference in age. They are both in their early twenties. One is tall and thin, the other has a black face and short beard. They have very different appearances and figures. The two brothers are Ma's young The leader of his generation has fame and fame. Unlike Tan Hualang, who Ma Yanshan asked his younger sister to take the exam on his behalf, Ma Chuan is a serious scholar who was born as a student of the Imperial College. , as for the younger brother Ma Bi, he is just dwarfed by comparison, if there is no comparison, he is regarded as a handsome man among the rich and powerful families of Yuxuan Kingdom.
The maid Qiuyun, who had an extremely ugly face before, found them. She didn't say the specific reason, but said that the Patriarch had ordered them to come here immediately.
Ma Chuan wanted to ask about the inside story, but Qiu Yun was different from her usual gentleness. She just bit her lip and didn't say a word. Along the way, Ma Chuan deliberately slowed down, walked behind his younger brother, and then went to hold her hand, but was gently pushed away by Qiu Yun, which surprised Ma Chuan. He is sharp-eyed, and he is an old Jianghu. Just by the way a woman walks, one can tell whether a woman is a virgin. Qiu Yun is also one of Ma Yuemei's most important confidantes. No matter how bold Ma Chuan is, he will not dare It ruined her future in martial arts.
As a result, when the three of them entered the courtyard, they didn't see any of the elders of the Ma family, nor did they see any familiar worshipers.
All he saw was the group of sword attendants in green with strange expressions, staring blankly at the few of them who arrived late.
Ma's long house encountered an earth-shaking turmoil, the head of the house, Ma Yan, was kicked, and the housewife, Qin Zheng, even broke a wrist, but for the time being, the adjacent mansions with two houses on both sides were not affected.
Ma Chuan and Ma Bi saw only one unusual place, a man in blue shirt with a sword on his back, sitting on the steps, with a book in his hand.
VIP?
Is it a certain family member of Yuxuan Kingdom who has become famous in the government and the public, and the patriarch wants their brothers to come here to learn from this person?
Ma Chuan bowed and said, "Dare to ask brother?"
Chen Ping waved the account book in his hand, "You don't need to be too polite, fellow villagers see fellow villagers. Let's talk in detail later, and wait for the next champion prodigy, Ma Che, appointed by the imperial court."
Ma Chuan smiled as usual.
Ma Bi looked a little displeased, this kid really knows how to put on a show, he dares to show us the Ma family that he is shameless, in this capital, what is the meritorious deeds of the nobles and the sons of the generals and ministers.
I heard that in the past few years, His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress Empress, under the of the State Teacher, left the imperial palace in micro-services, and came to stay here in Ma's mansion. They ate Ma's private kitchen dishes, and the Empress Empress was full of praise. She begged It is true that His Majesty rewarded several pieces of the study for Mrs. Ma, because those few things are now enshrined next to the shrine in the family ancestral hall.
It's a pity that at that time the head of the family only let his son-in-law and Ma Che pick him up, and the rest couldn't witness the emperor Longyan with their own eyes.
Ma Chuan used the method of gathering voices to form a line, "Ma Bi, this person is probably a disciple of the immortals on the mountain, a son of the rich and powerful in the capital, I don't seem to have such a number one person in my impression."
Ma Bi nodded, he was able to cross the threshold of the Ma family, rich or noble, the man in front of him, since he showed up with a sword behind his back, he must have something to rely on, he is also a martial artist who has learned martial arts from all over the world, poor in literature, rich in martial arts, brothers Both of them have good muscles and bones that have been soaked in medicine jars since they were young, and they whispered to their elder brother by gathering their voices together: "Looking at the weather, it is not bad, and the breath is long. It looks like a practicing family, not like a person cultivating Taoism on the mountain. , could it be Master Shen's direct disciple in Jianghu?"
Ma Chuan looked at the blue-clothed swordsman again, and said calmly: "It is indeed possible."
Inside and outside the capital, as well as in the court and the public, Ma Che's attention was attracted by Ma Che, but inside the Ma's ancestral hall, the two brothers were recognized as both civil and military. In the words of a certain uncle, in the future, our Ma family, Ma Yanshan, who is addicted to alcohol and has no business, will definitely be unreliable, and the two brothers must be the ones to take the lead. It's just that the two of them have always been hiding their clumsiness, and when they left this Wusha Street, they didn't show the mountains or the water.
The last young man who came to the courtyard had a completely different demeanor and appearance from Ma Chuan and his brothers, his face was like a crown of jade, facing the wind like a jade tree, and the young man looked solemn.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "He is a master without joy or worry. It is indeed the place where the Ma family's cultural movement in Yongjia County is concentrated, and he is also a man appointed by fate in the green sarong. He has a bright future."
It's just that the young man doesn't know the reason why he is full of blood and has a knife on his forehead.
Chen Ping stood up, took the pamphlet and patted the long coat casually, walked down the steps, stepped out, and came between Ma Chuan and Ma Bi. Wearing a green shirt and long coat, he was already standing behind the two brothers, reached out and grabbed the tops of their heads, and twisted them lightly, the two heads clicked almost simultaneously, and the two heads were turned directly from the front to face After walking behind, the two brothers who died in an instant just stared at the handsome young man at the gate of the courtyard, Ma Che.
The handsome young man who was supposed to be calm and relaxed suddenly wet his crotch. A smell of urine began to waft from the gate of the courtyard.
Ma Che only saw the blue-clothed swordsman who turned his head and looked at him with a smile, let go of his fingers, and the two dead men with broken necks drooped their heads limply.
The man in the blue shirt turned his two heads around with a smile on his face, so that the backs of the two brothers' heads were facing the dumbfounded Ma Che at the gate of the courtyard again, "You are Ma Che, you are very courageous, you have to think about it later." Do you want to be an official in the temple of Yuxuan Kingdom? National teacher, minister of the Ministry of Rites? Or do you want to be a son-in-law first? I heard that your son-in-law in Yuxuan Kingdom can be an official. His Majesty’s favorite Princess Yuqing went to Jiqing the year before last. Watching the burning of incense coincided with an elegant gathering of celebrities. Ma Che, who was the youngest and most eloquent, fell in love at first sight, but it was a pity. woman?"
After all, he was a young man who only read sage books, and Ma Che was already pale and sweating.
Chen Ping smiled and said: "Do you know why Ma Chuan and Ma Bi ended up like this? Answer carefully, don't be like Ma Kuxuan, that big fool who likes to pretend to be smart, if you answer wrong, I will slow down your head." Turn around slowly."
Ma Che's body trembled uncontrollably, and the boy said with an unconcealable cry: "Because they often call friends and go to other countries to participate in a kind of hunting game, they like to pretend to be horse thieves and bandits, run amok and do evil, go to Many times, many people were killed, the specific number, I don't know, I really don't know..."
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "How do you, a scholar who doesn't hear anything outside the window, know about this kind of secret?"
Ma Che didn't dare to hide, he poured beans into the bamboo tube and said, "Ma Bi's intentions are sinister, and he wanted to drag me into the water, but I refused."
Chen Pingan said: "There is a lack of 'righteous speech', you have to change it to say, 'I just refused it'. Huh?"
Marcher could only chatter his teeth, and repeat it obediently.
The young man complained incessantly, why hasn't anyone rushed to this place to immediately take down this killing and bring him to justice? Hasn't our Ma family been in contact with each other in recent years, and has a relationship with the Taoist immortal master on the mountain?
Chen Pingan asked, "Have you ever killed anyone?"
Marcher shook his head vigorously.
Chen Pingan asked again: "Does the young man want to kill someone?"
Marcher still shook his head.
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Do the reading seeds dare to kill people?"
Marcher still shook his head.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "As a sage and gentleman of Guanhu Academy in the future, do you think Ma Chuan and Ma Bi should die?"
Ma Che said without hesitation: "They have done a lot of evil, they deserve to die!"
It's dead anyway.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the necks of the two corpses creaked, and the two brothers seemed to have been cast a hold spell, so they could only stand where they were, but they turned to look at Ma Che with livid faces, their eyes full of hostility , as if to be willing to strip Ma Che raw. "Mache, find a handy...weapon, kill them, knock off their heads, you can use bricks, you can use the inkstone in the house, maybe it is better to use strings, it is relatively easy to cut off the skin on the neck, Otherwise, use bricks, and some will be ground." "It doesn't matter what method you use to get their heads off, Marcher, as long as you do this, you can leave this place alive, but I will only give you an incense stick of time , don't wait until the time passes, when the time comes, it will become them to peel your skin. They are martial arts practitioners. Of course, if you don't think about the brotherhood of the same clan, they may be merciful and merciless. If Feng Shui takes turns, it will be your turn to take the upper hand again, so you can bet on it."
Marcher froze on the spot.
Chen Ping smiled and said: "An inch of time is an inch of gold, you scholars must pay attention to it. Or are you willing to bet that Ma Chuan and Ma Bi are as timid as you, not daring to peel off a living person's skin?"
Ma Che didn't dare to look at those two pairs of bloodshot eyes full of resentment. The boy lowered his head and staggered towards the place where the Patriarch was studying. He went up the steps and crossed the threshold. Soon, after entering the house, his eyes wandered, and Ma Che's thoughts changed sharply. After a search, he quickly found a few "weapons" at hand, and wanted to use a heavy inkstone to break the necks and bones of the two brothers. A vase placed on the flower table was dropped, and the boy had to cut off the flesh of the neck with broken porcelain pieces to complete the agreement, beheaded them, and cut off the first level.
Ma Che held the inkstone in one hand and the fragment of the vase in the other, but when he ran down the steps, he saw those maidservants in green clothes with strange expressions on their faces.
This made Marcher suddenly lose all energy, and stood at the bottom of the steps blankly, with cold hands and feet.
The blue-clothed swordsman passed him by, and said with a smile: "I hate them as an eyesore, and I'm afraid they will chew their tongues afterwards? It's easy to handle, why don't you kill them first? It doesn't count as an incense burner."
Ma Che seems to be in a battle between heaven and man. A short maidservant holding a sword is as cold as ice. She takes a step forward and shakes a sword flower, as if reminding this young man who was said by Yuxuan Guo Shilin to be a descendant of Wenqu Xing, You Marcher, try it? ! Ma Che was taken aback, and he didn't dare to have the idea of ​​killing people to silence him anymore. He ran straight to the two brothers Ma Chuan and Ma Bi, holding the priceless inkstone in his hand. The inkstone inscription engraved on it seemed to be shaking accordingly.
The two fellow sufferers with bruised necks, unable to speak or move their limbs, could only stare at this helpless young man with murderous eyes.
Ma Che burst into tears all at once, and murmured: "I can't do it, I can't do it...Don't force me, don't force me again."
Chen Pingan sat back on the steps, gripped the pine needle hand, lightly clenched his fist, beat his chest, and said with a smile: "Brothers are killing each other, it's shocking, it's heartbreaking."
Visions abounded, and the maid Qiu Yun stretched out her arms and grabbed at the study room, controlling a long sword nailed into the wall in her hand. She was as light as a dragonfly on water, and suddenly came behind Ma Che, stabbing straight out with the sword. , stabbed the young man to the core.
Ma Che looked down blankly, half of the long sword protruding from his chest, the slightly curved tip of the sword did not have any trace of blood.
The temple of the head of the maidservant Qiu Yun in Tsing Yi seemed to be hit, and her head swayed a bit. This woman, who seemed to die in love for the man she liked, fell dead on the spot.
Before her delicate body fell to the ground, she took a deep look at her lover.
Chen Ping swiped his fingers together, pierced through Ma Che's long sword, turned back, and nailed it into the wall of the study again. The long golden spike of the sword fell meekly towards the ground.
Ma Che seemed to be completely aroused by this sword. His anger and hatred were completely aroused. After he found that he had been hit by a sword but felt no pain, he didn't bother to investigate the reason. Dragging away from there, he threw Ma Chuan to the ground, looked at the latter's face with the lowly maidservant, raised high the heavy inkstone inscribed with ancient sages' words in his hand, and smashed it heavily on Ma Chuan's neck. , again and again, and soon smashed the latter's bones into pieces. The crazy young man looked grim, and began to grind away Ma Chuan's flesh and skin with the porcelain in his hand...
In the past, sword immortals killed people, whether it was sword energy or pine needles used as pocket flying swords, it was too fast.
The horrific scene in front of him is a veritable blunt knife cutting flesh.
Ma Bi watched all this, his heart felt like a knife, and his liver and gallbladder were about to split. He has always felt that killing people is the most pleasant thing, and he is afraid of death, and even more afraid of this way of death.
Crazy, like everyone else is crazy.
The young man whose body was spattered with blood stood up and walked step by step towards Ma Bi who was standing there with his arms waiting to die.
In the courtyard, some blue-clothed maidservants almost vomited all the bitter bile water, raised their heads one after another, and looked tremblingly at the green-clothed sword fairy who had a focused but indifferent expression on the other side of the steps.

At the roadside wine shop in Zheyao Mountain, after Pei Qian sat down, he asked directly, "Why did you call me here this time?"
It's better to be busy with business first and then talk about the old days.
Liu Xianyang has always had the virtue of sitting without sitting. He stepped on the bench with one foot, shook the bowl, and said with a smile: "It's Gu Can's intention to call you over to help out. If it's just according to my idea, why is there such a need to mobilize the crowd? Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to the Ma family in Yongjia County, and they don't have a Ascendant to sit in the house. Gu Can is worried that your master is in the Ma's house, and one of them can't stop him. The tragedies in the romance novels are full of people, cutting grass and roots, not to mention people, even the chickens and ducks that lay eggs in the Ma family are slaughtered, maybe even the eggs of chickens and ducks that were picked up in the kitchen are smashed myself."
Pei Qian couldn't help laughing, how could Master do such a thing, but Liu Xianyang and Gu Can sitting here today still made Pei Qian feel at ease, so he toasted them with a bowl of wine.
Gu Can picked up the wine bowl, took a long gulp, and said, "I never said that."
Then Gu Can added, "But I really think so."
Liu Xianyang said: "So Gu Can is worried that the two of us will not be able to stop Chen Pingan. If you are present, maybe Chen Pingan will care about his status a little bit, and want to maintain Master's face and be a good person on your side, so as not to kill the red over there. Blind."
Pei Qian hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "Then you have found the wrong person, I will not stop Master from doing anything, I will only go to the chicken coop and duck pen to help pick up eggs, and see if there are any fish that slip through the net .

Liu Xianyang choked for a moment, squinting at Gu Can, this is the helper you found?
Gu Can was very happy, she did not misread Pei Qian, she liked her very much.
Up and down the mountain, walking alone in the rivers and lakes, you can provoke me, but I don't care, because Pei Qian is the master's disciple who came from Luoba mountain.
But if you dare to provoke my master, then Pei Qian is the master's first disciple. You can also try the boxing that was fed on the second floor of the bamboo building back then.
Liu Xianyang asked with a smile: "Little slug, do you know what your greatest strength is?"
Gu Can said: "My biggest advantage as a person is that I know that I have many shortcomings."
Liu Xianyang put the words on his lips and drank down his stomach with wine.
Gu Lingyu, who was sitting by the brazier, couldn't help but chuckle, she had already taken off her boots and brocade socks, revealing a pair of slender feet like suet jade, with the insteps slightly raised, like crescent moons.
Listening to a few of them chatting is really interesting.
Gu Can held the bowl and took a sip of the mountain-mounted pan-temple fairy wine, as if he was too lazy to use the means of speaking from the heart, and said slowly: "I have seen Ma Kuxuan with my own eyes, and everyone said that Ma Kuxuan is domineering, and his words and deeds are ruthless. Don't worry about the consequences of everything you do, in fact, this guy is not as good as the outside world says, he only cultivates his strength but not his heart, Ma Kuxuan can achieve today's outstanding achievements, he has his own genius and academic ability."
Liu Xianyang chuckled, you little slug is the same as that Ma Kuxuan, and you know each other best, so Gu Can's point of view is still tenable when talking about this.
Of course Gu Can knew what Liu Xianyang meant, so he just didn't take it seriously. Liu Xianyang is not a person who can hide his words, and what he wants to say is on his face.
In fact, Pei Qian was very curious about the way her master got along with Liu Zongzhu and Gu Can when she was little Heitan.
Master and Gu Can reunited after each walked out of Shujian Lake. The two sides really won't have any grievances, really won't drift away, even if they meet, they will have nothing to talk about?
If no master was present, would Liu Xianyang and Gu Can be the kind of close friends who share weal and woe, would one be putting on airs and the other be a gourd?
The last time I was at Jiuhuadu in Qingxing Country, I was with my master, and I had a chance encounter with Gu Can and the others, went up to the building to drink, seemed to be okay?
This time I saw Liu Xianyang drinking at the same table with Gu Can, it seems to be okay?
Because of Pei Qian's appearance, Song Wei, the Goddess of the Mountain Goddess, was no longer suitable and did not dare to sit alone at a table and drink. Instead, she took the initiative to resume her status as the shopkeeper, and stood at the counter, waiting for the guests to refill their drinks.
Song Wei is not stupid, the two men and one woman, since the person waiting here is the great master Pei Qian, and Pei Qian's attitude, even a bit like a junior ceremony, then they must not be ordinary monks, especially when The young man in Confucian shirts, when he mentioned Ma Kuxuan, his expression was as indifferent as if he casually mentioned a Qi practitioner on the mountain. As a local mountain god, Song Wei often walked around the market. The young man in Confucian shirts spoke carefully while carefully observing the eyes and expressions of the tall man at the same table and the female cultivator by the brazier, trying to deduce more conclusions from the subtle changes, but the results made Song Wei even more frightened. With the name Kuxuan, they are like drinking fresh water.
Gu Can continued: "Ma Kuxuan once deliberately provoked Credit Yue, Chunqing and Xu Bai, one of the ten young people in the world, and two of them were among the ten candidates. This is a kind of temptation by Ma Kuxuan. Ma Kuxuan wants to use this to determine Chen Pingan's strength, where the upper limit and lower limit are roughly, and Ma Kuxuan wants to figure it out, and finally come to a general conclusion that can make him feel confident."
Liu Xianyang rubbed his chin, "You idiot from Xinghua Lane, why don't you just come to me, a fellow villager, to have a discussion?"
Gu Can laughed and said, "Don't talk about the number of people in the world, you didn't even make the list of the top ten young people in Aquarius Island, why are you looking for?"
Liu Xianyang said angrily: "If I am not just forty-one years old and missed the age required by this list, otherwise I would not be there? Can't the surname be Liu at the top of the list?!"
Gu Can said: "Don't rush me if you have the ability. The person who made up this list is Tian Wan from Zhuyu Peak in Zhengyang. You can talk to her."
Zou Zi, who had ulterior motives at the beginning, selected several young people in the world and ten candidates. Because there are eleven people in each of the two lists, there are a total of twenty-two people on the list.
Ning Yao, Fei Ran, and Cao Ci are all among the ten young people. The last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is the bottom one.
At that time, the list did not give Chen Ping'an's name, but only introduced the realm of the young hermit official, the sword cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm, and the warrior of the Mountain Top Realm.
This made the young hidden official who was shrouded in clouds and mists a bit like a gatekeeper. It seemed that no matter who it was, as long as he beat Chen Shishi, he would have the strength to be on the list.
Among the ten candidates are Ma Kuxuan from Zhenwu Mountain in Aquarius Continent, Xu Bai from Shenzhou of Middle Earth, and Chunqing from Zhuhai Dongtian.
Before Ma Kuxuan went to trouble with Credit Moon, it was not really a fight, because Credit Moon voluntarily conceded defeat, and Credit Moon is indeed not weak in terms of evasion methods.
But Xu Bai didn't have such good luck, even though he didn't want to conflict with Ma Kuxuan at all, Ma Kuxuan didn't give Xu Bai a chance to avoid his edge at all.
Among the three, only Chunqing seriously fought with Ma Kuxuan, and at the same time, Ma Kuxuan was also the most concerned about this fight, just because as the only direct descendant of Qingshenshan, Chunqing, the master of Taoism Road, most like Chen Pingan.
After all, there are as many as four martial arts masters who have traveled to the bamboo sea and caves and taught boxing for Chun Qing.
In fact, from the beginning to the end of this match, he steadily suppressed Ma Kuxuan, who was pure green, and in the end he gave this defeated opponent an evaluation that was not considered an evaluation.
It roughly means "kindly advise" not to learn boxing after you become a pure youth, you are not worthy to lift the shoes of that surnamed Chen, it is better to concentrate on cultivating Taoism.
Song Wei's head lowered again and again after hearing those words that were really just idle talk.
Because she finally confirmed the amazing identities of those two men.
The second suzerain of Longquan Jianzong, Sword Fairy Liu Xianyang. Gu Can in Niping Lane of Lizhu Cave, the direct disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City.
They are both from the same hometown as Ma Kuxuan, who was born in Xinghua Lane.
Yes.
Only the proud sons of heaven like them can mention Ma Kuxuan with such peace of mind. The kind of indifference that comes out from the bottom of your heart, there is no need to pretend or pretend to be loose.
Liu Xianyang asked casually: "You once fought side by side with the two of them. In your opinion, what is the level of Chun Qing and Xu Bai?"
Gu Can took a sip of his drink, "Xu Bai's shortcoming is that he fights people against each other, and he is not cruel, so his realm should be treated at a lower level. His strong point is strategizing. Generals and generals are what Xu Bai is born to be good at. When it comes to the battlefield On the other hand, when Xu Bai dispatches soldiers and horses, he will become extremely hard-hearted. One-on-one, if Xu Bai confronts me, he will definitely die."
"Chunqing's learning is mixed, and her talent is indeed good. Among the ten young people and the ten candidates, she is the youngest one. It is not without reason. Now Chunqing is only in her twenties. As a pure martial artist, after going through the wilderness battle, it is estimated that She will soon break through the bottleneck of the Yuanyou Realm, boxing and martial arts, proficient in eighteen kinds of weapons, as a Qi trainer, she has long been the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm, the Five Elements Kanyu, the Thunder Talisman, the organ formation, the shaman to descend the truth, and the ghost control She is proficient in commanding the gods, hunting and hunting, hiding and escaping, and she has a lot of room for growth. Her advantage should be that after entering the ascension state, Chunqing will most likely become a strong ascension with both offensive and defensive skills. Higher than Yexiu Qingmi, similar to my sister-in-law Han Qiao after leaving the Baidi City, I guess the fire dragon real person in Beiju Luzhou will be the ultimate height of Chunqing's future road. If Chunqing With an extra layer of sword repair status, she can be regarded as Chen Pingan of the old porcelain mountain."
Liu Xianyang couldn't help laughing, if it wasn't for the last extremely hurtful comment, I would have really believed you, Gu Can.
The implication of the little slug is that Chunqing does look a lot like Chen Pingan, but after all, compared to the "authentic work", she is just a poorly made imitation porcelain, which is placed in the hometown of the few of them. It can only be smashed and thrown into the old porcelain mountain.
When Chen Ping asked about the sword at Zhengyang Mountain, Ma Kuxuan was actually watching from nearby. Yu Shiwu even said that this was Ma Kuxuan's only chance.
Later, when the news of Chen Ping's engraving on the city wall reached Haoran, Ma Kuxuan was even more uncertain about the depth.
Liu Xianyang asked curiously, "Did you place chess pieces in Ma Mansion, Yongjia County?"
"Idle is idle, you have to find something to do."
Gu Can nodded and said: "I was worried about scaring the snake, so I didn't dare to install too many nails. I only threw three nails into it, and one was pulled out a few years ago. He is a rotten sea-watching old man." Cultivator, he accidentally exposed the clues, so Shen Ke quickly destroyed the corpse and wiped out the traces by himself. As the reward agreed by both parties, his two direct disciples are now considered prosperous, and I will find them for each of them. I found a preacher, all of whom were anonymous worshipers of Baidi City, so I even doubted whether this person wanted to die on purpose, because according to the terms I made with him at the beginning, if he accidentally died in Ma's house, His two disciples will benefit the most. If I do a fair deal with anyone in the future, I have to make up for this loophole."
"There is another one that has been completely marginalized. Earlier, I worked as an errand in Ma's Xianjia Inn. I was doing well, but I couldn't send any useful news. Now I am in charge of a small bank of Ma's Yinzhuang bank. The remaining one can also be neglected, and it survived only because she was not a Qi practitioner. It has nothing to do with whether she is smart or not. Now she is just a concubine of a descendant of the Ma family. It is said to be a concubine But she can't even get in through the side door of Ma's family, so she can only be kept outside, blowing pillows and talking nonsense, but in a few years, she will grow old and lose favor. It's even more useless."
When Gu Can said this, he shook his head and said, "Even if the nails are hidden deep, they are still there. With the foundation of the Ma family's great business, stepping on these few nails thrown on the ground will not hurt your feet. After all, it’s too stupid for me not to be watching in person.

At the counter, Song Wei was terrified and his face turned pale. You gods, you speak from your heart.
Now she has to worry about whether she will also end up being "destroyed".
Drinking wine from my shop, but you want to give me a bowl of rice with a severed head?
You are too bullying.
Consciously or not, Pei Qian glanced at the Goddess of the Mountain. The state of mind of the gods of the mountains and rivers in the world is actually quite boring and relatively the same. Most of them are shrines and statues of golden statues surrounded by incense. degree. As for the town gods at all levels, probably because of the incompatibility of yin and yang and the different paths of darkness, even a county town with the lowest rank, even Pei Qian can't really see what's going on inside.
Liu Xianyang was disappointed when he heard Gu Can's plan, and complained, "That's it?"
Gu Can sneered, "Otherwise?"
How simple do you think it is to place chess pieces, train dead soldiers, and guard against spies becoming traitors?
Liu Xianyang said unhappily: "I thought that the nail you threw in could have a chair in the Ma's ancestral hall."
Gu Can said: "Why don't you say that Ma Yan and Qin Zheng are the nails I planted beside Ma Kuxuan?"
Liu Xianyang's eyes lit up, and he didn't feel pain in his back while sitting and talking, "Gu Can, chatting with me, you've opened up your mind. I think this method is really good and feasible. You will work hard in this general direction in the future."
Gu Can spit directly towards Liu Xianyang, Liu Xianyang tilted his head to dodge, instead of being angry, he quickly finished a bowl of wine, lifted the empty bowl, and continued to provoke Gu Can, "Good hidden weapon, come again, see if I can It's a bit disgusting to fill up a big bowl, it's full, and then drink it up with your head up, Miss Gu?"
Pei Qian grinned.
Gu Lingyu, who was sitting alone by the brazier, suffocated and suffocated, but still couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "As long as my son has no objections, of course I don't mind."
Gu Can sarcastically said: "The gang of Ma's children are all sloppy wine bags and rice bags. They don't even have the qualifications to be pawns. They just focus on practicing swords, Mr. Liu. You can figure it out yourself and let none of me be in the vase." What about the people in the continent?"
Liu Xianyang said straightforwardly: "Remind you to talk to me well, this kind of shady business, if I'm not in a good mood, I'll leak it to Chen Pingan."
Gu Can was afraid of Chen Ping'an, and Chen Ping'an was afraid of himself. This is called tofu with brine, one thing for one thing.
I, Uncle Liu, have no reason to compete with a little slug, it's two realms behind.
Liu Xianyang stood up and lazily said: "I've finished the wine, it's time to get down to business."
Gu Can didn't get up, and frowned, "Where are you going, what are you doing?"
Liu Xianyang rolled his eyes and said: "You talk the most nonsense, old habits, learn more from Chen Ping'an, just follow Uncle Liu's to eat and drink."
Gu Can shook her head and said, "If you don't speak clearly, I'll stay here anyway."
Damn, I made a mistake, Chen Pingan didn't dare to say anything on your side, what should I do?
Previously in Luopo Mountain, I kindly wanted to go to Tongyezhou to help, and listen to what he said, so why not just teach me that I am too idle, a fairy?
Liu Xianyang's momentum changed completely, and he said calmly: "You three will go to the City God's Temple in the capital, and I will go to the Yuxuan Kingdom Palace."
Pei Qian had already stood up, holding a green bamboo stick, and asked, "Sect Master Liu, I want to go to the Qin Tianjian alone."
Liu Xianyang thought for a while, nodded and said: "Of course, remember to change your appearance. If you really want to do it, don't hesitate. If anything happens, I will help you with your master."
When Gu Can stood up, Gu Lingyue, whose real name was Zi Wumeng, immediately put on her socks and shoes, and followed her to her feet.
Liu Xianyang glanced at the Goddess of Mountain God, smiled and said, "How do you say it?"
Song Wei gritted his teeth, "The wine shop is closed today, and there are no customers."
Liu Xianyang asked: "What if Changshan God asks you personally?"
Song Wei was silent. I really dare not make any guarantees. After all, she is a small mountain who depends on others, and Zheyao Mountain is under the direct jurisdiction of Lujiao Mountain.
Liu Xianyang said with a smile: "If this happens, then you should tell the truth. Remember to send a message to Chang Fenghan at the end, who dares to wear small shoes for you in Lujiao Mountain? A line of peaks in Yangshan."
Liu Xianyang put on the hat, and didn't hurry on his way. After a little thought, he said slowly: "Slight changes, Gu Can will go to the Imperial Palace, Pei Qian will go to the City God's Temple in the capital, and Gu Lingyan will go to the Qin Tianjian. I will work harder and walk a long way .

Gu Can said: "You are not suitable, let me replace you."
Liu Xianyang stretched out his hand to hold Gu Can's head, looked ahead, and said with a bright smile: "There is no such reason, the three of us, you are the youngest."
Gu Can stretched out her hand to pat Liu Xianyang's hand, but didn't say anything, she agreed to Liu Xianyang's proposal.
The wine flag was slanted, it was still raining heavily outside, and the road was muddy.
Liu Xianyang said softly, "Gu Can, my friend has a lot of problems, but I'm still a friend."
"But I have one thing with Chen Pingan, it's very different. I only persuade my friends once, and forget it if I don't listen."
"Have you always wanted to ask me, what would I do if I went to Shujian Lake first? Tell you the truth, I will persuade you to stop. If you don't listen, I will leave Shujian Lake far away and wait The news that you were beaten to death, and then help you avenge, kill the person who beat you, that's all."
Gu Can smiled and said, "It's already much better than a certain answer I imagined."
Liu Xianyang helped the bamboo hat, and said with a smile: "Little slug, there is still a long way to go. No matter how high or low the three of us will be in the future, you will be the youngest after all. Whether you will win or lose, it is hard to say now. I just ask you to promise one thing." , don’t provoke me, it’s not how I will embarrass, I will not feel embarrassing at all, embarrassing, it can only be Chen Pingan. Besides, if you don’t deal with Chen Pingan, I will definitely help him. I have a conflict with Chen Pingan, You must help him, but the matter is simpler, can you understand?"
Gu Can nodded and said, "Understand and accept."
Liu Xianyang put on his coir raincoat again, broke through the rain curtain, and left in the form of a rainbow.
Gu Lingyu asked curiously, "Where is he going?"
Gu Can put on the bamboo hat, fastened the coir raincoat, and remained silent.
Pei Qian helped to give the answer, "Zhenwu Mountain Patriarch Hall."
Gu Lingzhen sighed faintly, feeling complicated. In fact, she still couldn't understand, Gu Can, Chen Pingan, and Liu Xianyang, how could they become friends with such huge differences in personalities, and they could still be friends forever.
No wonder Gu Can said it was inappropriate, Liu Xianyang is the current suzerain of Longquan Sword Sect no matter what, and Fengxue Temple, which is half of Longquan Sword Sect's natal family, and Zhenwu Mountain are also the ancestral family of Baopingzhou military family.
Gu Can said, "Pei Qian, you don't actually know the real Chen Pingan. I have been close to him and afraid of him since I was a child. So with Liu Xianyang, it seems that I listen to him in everything."
For some reason, Gu Lingyue just heard such a plain, commonplace sentence, and she instantly shuddered.
It is even far more uncomfortable than drinking at the same table with the young hermit, making the meridian dream of one of the wild ten-day dry monks more uncomfortable.
Pei Qian hesitated to speak, but she still didn't ask in the end.
No matter what kind of person Gu Can and Liu Xianyang saw as Master, Master is Master.
"Will there be a reflection on Luoba Mountain?"
Gu Can said this strange sentence first, and then said with a bright smile: "Actually, it's nothing, Chen Ping'an is Chen Ping'an."

In a certain place in Ma Mansion, there is an old man who is old and late, sitting under the eaves of a shabby house. He is a good-for-nothing in his hometown. The old man leaned on crutches with both hands, and told the story of his hometown to a young man beside him. The old man said that he was a good hand at firing porcelain at the mouth of the Golden Goose Kiln where our family made a fortune. Chen's young master has learned a lot of real skills.
The young man smiled and said that this is called masters as teachers. The old man nodded and said that was the reason. If he knew that he would not skip classes when he was a child, he should read more books in school.
The old man turned his head slowly and looked at a young man who seemed to be hiding from the rain under the eaves of his house. Looking at the side face of the man, the old man opened his eyes as much as possible and murmured: "Young man, are you Chen Quan's son? "
The young man wearing a golden crown and a green gauze robe turned his head and asked with a smile, "How did the old man tell?"
The old man said with a smile: "They don't look like each other, but they look very similar. My grandson often tells me the words in the book, yes, it's called demeanor."
Chen Ping glanced at the young man, nodded and said: "Although the family of Jishan is poor, the descendants of the family must be late."
The old man asked, "Why did you come to such a place?"
Some things in those days, the more you think about it, the more sinister and penetrating it seems. At that time, the old man was still young and his surname was Ma, so he didn't dare to say anything. These years, holding back in my heart, I can’t say how uncomfortable it is, but it’s just a little bit uncomfortable. Since there are gods flying in the clouds and fog in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, and there are several town god’s temples that are said to be in charge of people’s death. a little worried,
Chen Ping said with a smile: "The younger generation speaks directly, old man, don't be angry. After walking around, it seems that there are more than one hundred mouths in the Ma family. There are three connected mansions. This is a clean place where you can stay without dirty shoes."
The old man sighed, this kind of conversation is not easy to pick up.
The boy asked, "Are you a cultivator?"
Chen Ping said: "You can say that."
The boy wondered, "What are you doing here?"
Chen Ping said with a smile: "The story is brought up again, come here to settle an old score."
The boy wanted to ask more questions, but the old man coughed a few times, and the boy quickly patted his grandfather on the back lightly.
Chen Ping asked with a smile: "Do you like watching movies or listening to books?"
The boy in clean clothes nodded, "I like them all, but not often."
"The stories of other people are like life. All the joys and sorrows are just paper articles. You don't have to take it too seriously, just read it."
Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand towards the boy's forehead, and the latter seemed to have opened his eyes, seeing landscape paintings one after another.
Qiu Yun, a heroine who was born in the leader of Jianghu sect, left the school and traveled the rivers and lakes for several years with swords. On this night, she passed a dilapidated temple. She had experienced too many anecdotes of gods and monsters. On entering the ancestral temple where the incense has been neglected for many years, I saw an old covenant placed on the incense case, the women's oath was full of color, but the text content of the man's mountain oath was withered, which made Qiu Yun feel great hatred She remembered the surnames and origins of the two parties who made oaths in the temple, turned around and left here, and first found the coffin of the poor woman who vomited blood and died. Qiu Yun immediately stood beside the coffin and promised to help her kill the man. Bring the heartless heartless man's head here, and pay homage to her spirit in the sky. After that, Qiu Yun rode his horse and galloped all the way, day and night, inquiring about the news, went straight to the capital, and found the mansion with a high gate decorated with lights and festoons. It turned out that the man who was named on the gold list had just married the daughter of the current university scholar, and there was a lot of traffic. On the street, the heroine Qiu Yun raised her sword and jumped on her horse. She went through several gates of the mansion and rushed forward. The sword cut off the head, and then picked up the red hijab of the wedding dress woman with the tip of the sword to cover the head. Qiu Yun turned over and got off the horse, wrapped it casually, clamped it under the armpit, got on the horse again, and galloped away. After going out, she returned to the coffin, uncovered the red hijab, and threw the blood-dried head on the ground. The head of the dead bridegroom rolled over on the ground. When Qiuyun recognized the man's face, she As if struck by lightning, she slapped the coffin board open with her palm, and looked down. The woman's body lying inside turned out to be the worshiping woman who had glimpsed in the capital before. The next moment, when she managed to return to normal, she found herself kneeling in front of the hall. Through the gap of the red hijab, out of the corner of her eye, she could see the man she liked after finally getting married and about to enter the bridal chamber. She caught a son-in-law under the list, and they spent the past and the next month, Qingqing me, he once said that in his hometown, there was a resentful woman who had been entangled with him for many years. it is good? She believed it, and comforted her by saying that this kind of crazy girl is not upright and crooked, and has no family education at all, Ma Lang, you don't need to pay attention to it at all... There was a loud exclamation from behind her, and she turned her head quickly, Lifting the red hijab, I saw an unstoppable, ancient-looking hero riding his horse straight to this place. Immediately, the heroic man with a halberd beard and fist hair drew his knife and leaned over without saying a word, and cut off the head of the husband beside her. Turning the horse's head, riding one by one, coming and going in a hurry, saying aloud, has killed the thief.
A resplendent and resplendent royal residence, Ma Bi, who has just been named Duke by virtue of his military exploits, as the youngest prince with a foreign surname in the country, Ma Bi finished practicing sword skills in the martial arts field, took off his armor, and casually threw it to the family to worship. The master of martial arts on the road is said to be enshrined by the inner court, but in fact it is nothing more than an eagle dog of the imperial court. Ma Bi walked to his residence, and along the way there were servants and maids who would kneel down when they met him. Standing on the white jade bridge shaped like a white rainbow, with his back to himself, holding a porcelain pot full of bait in his hand, throwing it into the pool, the clusters of fat koi carp churned up and down, Ma Bi walked onto the stone bridge , laughed loudly and called out to his elder brother, Ma Bi planned to tell this poor elder brother who had been weak since he was a child, that he would soon help him earn an official status, and he was working in Nahonglu Temple, with a noble status, His Majesty already I agreed to this. Ma Bi's scalp became numb for a moment, the prince of a country who had killed people like hemp in his military career stopped, and did not dare to take a step forward, only to see his elder brother slowly turning his head, his seven orifices were bleeding, his lips moved slightly, Seemingly maggots were writhing like fish on the lower side of the bridge, the walking dead elder brother waved to Ma Bi and said, "You're here too."
Empress Ma Bicang retreated, retreating again and again, only to see a white jade arched bridge, which turned out to be piled up with white bones.
The lower half of the elder brother Ma Chuan melted into the dense pile of corpses, only a head and half of the body, and he slowly "swimmed" towards Ma Bi, speaking indistinctly, while maggots fell on the ground in his mouth. on the ground. At this moment, there was another white and tender arm around Ma Bi's neck from behind, and a familiar yet unfamiliar soft voice said, "Uncle, it's time to go to bed."
In a rural village surrounded by smoke, the relationship between the two brothers is harmonious, each has a family, one runs mountains, the other fishes for a living, they are well-fed, and their children have reached the age of enlightenment. There are clouds of fire floating in the sky, like flaming brocade. Occasionally, they go to the temple fair in the county town. Their wives manage the house well. Occasionally, under the disgusting eyes of the shopkeeper of the cloth shop, they dare to sneak a little and squeeze the silky smooth The silk and satin, but they always say they think it is expensive, so they don't buy it. The two brothers met for a drink together today, watching the children playing and playing, the two women were busy in the kitchen, Ma Chuan and Ma Bi were chatting about their recent harvest, suddenly there was an increasingly rapid sound of horseshoes, The tranquility of the countryside was shattered. In an instant, a white-feathered arrow pierced through the air, pierced directly into Ma Chuan's cheek from the side, and pierced through the strong man's mouth on the spot. Ma Bi's eyes widened. Gorgeous young people, almost all of them carried swords and bows, and there were also burly men with spears in their hands. They stood at the end of the line, looking coldly at the unarmed Ma Bi.
The applause kept coming and going, but the man who drew the bow and shot the arrow cursed with a smile, and twisted another feathered arrow from the quiver, pulling the bow like a full moon, and with a bang, another powerful and heavy arrow pierced through Ma Chuan's body in an instant. The neck, with that terrifying force, pulled back the strong young man in the country, fell back to the ground, and a pool of blood slowly dispersed. The longbow in the nobleman's hand was buzzing, and seeing the death of the farmer, he nodded to himself, as if he was quite satisfied.
Ma Bi, who was sitting on the bench, stared blankly at the familiar face on the horse's back, wasn't he just looking at his older brother Ma Chuan? Why did my brother kill himself?
Another horse galloped up, followed by several elite retinues, he glanced at the two women who ran out from the kitchen, and said with a smile: "Mediocrity is not even considered as a fan, kill it."
The young master, who was short in stature but clad in armor like a monarch of a country, raised his iron spear slightly and pointed at the man under the eaves, "I'll take care of this, and you can handle the rest."
Mount Shenjun, a skillful charge, the young knight shot Ma Bi through the head, twisted his wrist again, and threw the corpse aside.
Before Ma Bi died, he was just wondering, how could the villain on horseback be his own face? He was just unwilling. After his death, what would happen to his wife and children?
A burst of thunder exploded, Ma Bi was awakened instantly, shook his head, sat up, touched the sweat on his forehead, fortunately it was a dream, but this nightmare was too weird and permeable.
It was raining heavily outside the window, raindrops the size of soybeans, and there were cries from outside the house. Ma Bi hurriedly put on his clothes and got up, but saw torches lighting up the whole house. Zhaizi, regardless of the reason, raised his knife and dropped it, just killed anyone he saw, and the women in the house would end up worse than death. The gray-haired Ma Bi was filled with grief, did the white-haired give away the black-haired? Why is this, why is this, the old man turned his head suddenly, and saw a slender woman in disheveled clothes on the other side of the embroidered building, waiting for her in her boudoir, falling from the building like a fallen leaf.
Ma Chuan frowned, huddled in the corner of the kang, and sighed endlessly. It was freezing and snowing outside the house, and he was wrapped in an old sable fur. , glowing with pale yellow light, a woman was mending tattered clothes under the lamp. Fortunately, there were some uncommon sumptuous dishes on the table, which didn't match his family's circumstances. His wife earned it as a embroiderer for a wealthy family. The host's family often entertained local officials and gentry. Bring her some home. After all, he, Ma Chuan, is a schoolteacher with a reputation as a child, with a high spirit, he can't eat this kind of food that is like alms, not to mention...he glanced at the woman coldly, not to mention that she is nominally from that high-ranking family Xiuniang, in fact, is the same as the sixty-year-old old man. She is very dirty, and there are some neighbors who gossip, which is even worse. It is said that there will soon be a prostitute that doesn't cost money. Sensing the man's gaze, the woman stared at him, bit her lips, and bowed her head again without saying a word.
The wind and snow outside the house were swaying, and the fish and meat dishes on the table were already cold. The woman named Qiu Yun turned her head and tears rolled down her cheeks. Her heart seemed to be a little colder.
The woman turned her back to the man, raised her arms, and wiped her tears. She bit the bullet and said softly: "Husband, Mr. Zhao wants to invite you to be a private school teacher. If you don't want to, I will refuse tomorrow."
Ma Chuan's eyes lit up, he coughed a few times, moved to the edge of the bed, put his legs down, put his toes into a pair of shriveled cotton shoes that were as cold as ice picks, shuddered, and said slowly: "Either get a good name and honor your ancestors, or open a school." School, preaching, imparting knowledge and resolving doubts is the serious business of us scholars, by the way, Qiuyun, did Master Zhao say what the price is?"
The woman said in a low voice: "The monthly salary is eight taels of silver, and if there are holidays, there will be extra red envelopes."
Ma Chuan laughed so hard that his whole face was almost twisted, his voice was still steady, and he murmured, "It's not bad, it's okay."
When he arrived at the table, Ma Chuan looked at several pots of raw and cold fish, and sighed: "I just don't know how my younger brother, who likes to dance with guns and sticks since he was young, is doing well in the frontier army. If he can really become an official Half-job, it can be considered that he has never been ashamed of his ancestors."
The woman's eyes were lowered, she remembered something from the past, she blushed slightly, and her face under the lamp added a bit of beauty.
Ma Chuan chewed the unpalatable fish meat, still enjoying the taste, and suddenly smiled: "Hey, the surnames of our two brothers are the surnames of the country. When you go out, no matter who you meet, you don't like to say 'no expensive ' Two words."
Today's son, Ma Che, is recognized as the Taiping Emperor. He used to govern the country diligently when he was young, and he began to seek pleasure when he was middle-aged. The general will be the father-in-law, and then a young girl will be bestowed as the female number one scholar. With neither external troubles nor internal worries, he became more and more licentious, except for the empress who was about the same age as him, who was just a display. Since he ascended the throne when he was young, all the concubines in the palace were women, and they were promiscuous all day long. , Dianluan-Daofeng. On this day, the empress summoned a group of wives, and the long-awaited emperor whisked the dust with a jade pole, gently raised the curtain, and saw those middle-aged beautiful women with different shapes, the only exception was the woman among them. The number one scholar, His Majesty the Emperor smiled and said, sisters, you can take off your clothes. Women are no strangers to this, some are forced to smile, and some are charming and flattering. Only that girl stared at His Majesty in a daze. She was still speechless, the young girl was so indignant, she pointed at His Majesty the Emperor, and then at herself, babbling, but she just couldn't speak. His Majesty the Emperor was very interested, he laughed unceasingly, and walked quickly towards the beautiful young girl, making an exception for her today. After some cloud and rain, when the middle-aged emperor passed out, the girl stretched out her hand to grab the emperor's neck and strangled him to death. Then she hanged herself.
Death is like a deep sleep, the emperor Ma Che suddenly woke up, holding the mirror in his hand, he was actually a young girl's face, so frightened that he smashed the mirror on the ground, the next moment, she came to the palace, looking around in a daze, except for that An empress with an aging face and absent-mindedness, and a group of imperial wives with different expressions, His Majesty the Emperor, or the number one scholar, just watched the curtain being gently lifted by a whisk.
Ma Mansion, Yongjia County, Ma Yan helped Qin Zheng back to the residence, saw the old woman waiting at the door, and the couple took a little reassurance.
Ma Yan said softly: "Why didn't Mrs. Pu stop that man from committing murder? Even the three flying sword messages were stopped by that man."
The old woman smiled from the bottom of her heart and said, "The Patriarch doesn't know something. I have prepared for it. In fact, I sent a total of six secret letters in one light and one in the dark. The ones that were intercepted were only the flying sword messages on the surface."
Ma Yan immediately showed joy and heaved a sigh of relief, but Qin Zheng quickly glanced at the old woman named Pu Liu, but she didn't say anything.
The old woman's face was gloomy, she snorted coldly, and complained: "Mrs. Qin, if I had known earlier that the enemy your Ma family provoked was that person, I would have left Yuxuan Kingdom long ago! Not to mention Yuxuan Kingdom, Baopingzhou would not dare treat!"
Qin Zheng apologized, and then took out a bunch of keys that he carried with him all the year round from his sleeve, and asked Ma Yan to open the door of the secret room, and went down the stairs. The walls along the way were embedded with night pearls for lighting. There were many restrictions, and finally came to a In a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, she first applied the ointment bought from the Yang family medicine shop, and her spirit instantly stabilized, and the pain like a piercing heart disappeared instantly. In an instant, the bones and raw flesh were clearly visible to the eyes, but the scars were still obvious. Qin Zheng twisted her wrist bravely, and she let out a long breath. They said they would kill us more than forty times, but now they don’t kill us, and they let us come here, what do you want?

The old woman sighed, "Friar on the top of the mountain, Taoism is ruthless, and the heart of heaven is unpredictable."
Ma Yan complained a little: "Madam Pu is a land who has accomplished Taoism, facing this person, she is still powerless?"
The old woman smiled wryly and said: "Cultivating Taoism on the mountain has always been like a mountain. What's more, even if I am in the Jade Realm, how dare I call myself 'the top of the mountain', at most I go to the mountainside. The higher the mountain, the more I know how far away from the sky. That The person surnamed Chen is at least a Nascent Soul Realm Sword Immortal, so there is no chance of winning a battle with Sword Cultivator in the same realm."
Ma Yan yelled at Shen Ke for not being a thing, finally calmed down, and asked tentatively: "Madam Pu, Shen Ke has already run away, and Yu Qing in the kitchen is also a martial artist with a golden body. Is it also useless?"
The old woman sneered and said: "These reckless men who only want to gain fame and reputation are not reliable. As long as you hear the name of Chen Jianxian, the men will shrink their eggs, and the women will not be much better."
Ma Yan asked: "Where's Mr. Jiang Guijiang? And that one that even you call hidden? They are all Jindandixians with their own magical powers. After all these years, they eat our food and drink it." Ours, we can’t just hide and be a coward when we encounter something, right? We have to put in a little effort, right?

The old woman shook her head, ""
Qin Zheng asked suddenly: "Pu Liu, did you really send the Feijian message secretly?"
The old woman smiled and said: "Of course it is true. The matter has come to this point. Why does the old man deliberately ask for credit? What is the significance of this move? Right, Mrs. Qin?"
Ma Yan murmured: "That's good, that's good. I've been walking all this way, and I just remembered that this boy Yanshan has said a few words over the years, and finally chewed out some aftertaste, saying that he is like our Ma family. A big industry will encounter difficulties one day. Only righteousness other than money and power can save lives, and it is the real amulet. His Majesty the Emperor, Lujiao Mountain, and the Temple of the City God, as long as the three forces know what is going on here, they will all be saved. There is no need for them to show favoritism, and we don't expect them to be biased towards our Ma family. It is enough to act impartially. This of Niping Lane, relying on his status and realm, is defiant and arrogant. He always feels that he has nothing to do. , if it wasn't for the smoke from the ancestral grave and stepping on dog all the way, would he be able to have today's fortune? Pooh..."
The old woman took out a copper coin from her sleeve, and said with a smile: "Patriarch, Mrs. Qin, apart from this market copper coin I just got, I really have nothing left at the moment, and my money bag is too poor to clink. I will continue to work for your Ma family, so I have to express it, right?"
That Chen Jianxian robbed me as soon as he robbed, and insisted on forcing me a copper coin.
Qin Zheng stood up, "Pu Liu, have you seen him already?!"
The old woman smiled lowly, "Sure enough, Mrs. Qin is smarter. This copper coin was given to me by Chen Jianxian."
Qin Zheng asked: "Successful flying sword to send a message, is it also a lie to us?"
The old woman looked complicated and shook her head, "It has indeed been sent, but it was not sent by me, but by Chen Jianxian himself. Right in front of me, it is absolutely true."
As for what he was thinking, God knows.
She didn't bother to think about anything.
Being able to escape from the fire, she was grateful to Dade, and she kowtowed to the green-clothed sword fairy a few times in her own house.
The old woman spread her palms and said with a smile: "Chen Jianxian has spoken, you two dogs and men, you can only live one, and you must kill each other yourself. Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they will fly separately when disaster strikes. Ma Yan, Qin Zheng , you still follow the old rules, discuss and deal with each other, and make up your mind, who will die and who will live?"
This snail shell fairy family dojo changed instantly, and became the ancestral house in Xinghua Lane in the past, and it was raining heavily outside.
It's just that the young couple were secretly discussing Master Chen of their own dragon kiln.
The old woman Pu Liu seemed to have become the old woman Ma Lanhua who prevented her son and daughter-in-law from doing so.
The old woman's face was miserable, and she repeatedly said that you will be punished for doing such an outrageous act.
Qin Zheng sneered and said, "Live one? How and how long?"
Ma Yan woke up instantly, his eyes became firm, "Who would believe such nonsense?"
The side door opened slowly, and it was not Ma Kuxuan, the child who eavesdropped on the conversation, who walked out.
Instead, he was wearing a green shirt and a long coat. Chen Pingan smiled and said, "I just like you being so stupid."
The old woman blocking the door was in the shape of a willow in one moment, and in the face of a Malanhua in another, took out two white silks from her sleeves, and repeated, "You can't live by doing your own crimes."
The old woman muttering to herself wrapped two white silks around the necks of the "young couple", tied them in a knot, then threw the other end high, as if bypassing two invisible beams, and tied the two white silks There was a knot at the other end, and Ma Yan and Qin Zheng grabbed Bai Ling with both hands, and still had to tiptoe at the same time, but even so, their boots were still higher than the ground, no more, no less, each just off the ground The height is more than one foot, which means that if two people want to live, one must die.
Look at the posture, if you want to survive, it depends on who is stronger and who can stand firm.
Chen Ping put his hands into his sleeves, narrowed his eyes and said, "The first one."