Chapter 110: a feast

Chen Pingan’s shoulders sank and his breath stagnate. The original sword that was about to leave the gas house was already on the string. He had to send it. After being shot on the shoulder, he could be beaten by the mountain, but he was blocked by the road. The river otter, the previously unstoppable arrogance, naturally stopped for it, and temporarily chose not to move.
"Hold and stop." A fighting man stood beside Chen Pingan, holding the boy's shoulder and laughing: "A family of people who love each other, fight and kill, and become a system."
Chen Pingan raised his head and smiled at him with a ghostly man. "Trust me, I am Aliang."
Chen Ping sighed, "Listen to you for the time being."
Aliang just looked at Zhuhe, even too lazy to glance at the girl Zhu Lu, lazy: "So precious swords, used to kill a Zhuhe, too violent things, you are distressed, I am distressed for you. What's more ...... If you forget it, don't say these big scenery, in short, my Aliang's conscience will not pass. This kind of '18 stop' luck, you should be compensation."
Chen Pingan was originally preparing to put away the gesture of putting together. At this time, Aliang loosened the hand of the teenager's shoulder and stepped back. He shook his head and smiled: "This position is too low-spirited. I teach you a great skill. of."
"Standing!" After the screaming man snorted, he bent his fingers, first on Chen’s shoulders, and then shot like a fly. In the heart of the boy’s heart, he made seven or eight. At the same time, he made a line with the sound. The superior fairy tales, directly on the young heart lake, stirred up a series of voices, "remember the beginning of this gas in the body, remember all the names and operating routes of the gas, the gas is long, the The ancestral home of Wanshan is the first-class gas house in the world. This is a stop, and it quickly passes through the Sanshan and Liuguan. At this point, the Fuyu Point is the second stop, and the six-hole and nine-funded houses are rushed. The third... This is the last stop, a total of 18 stops. These acupoints are different from today's sayings, but it is the precious swords of the ancient swords, and the precious blood of the great price, you remember!"
Aliang finally asked: "Do you remember clearly?"
Chen Ping’s forehead oozing sweat,
remembered seven seven eight eight.

Aliang smiled and said: "It's almost ok. If you hit the head and break the blood, don't be afraid. This is the road that every sword repair must take. After you get familiar with the route, you can try to slow down. This is the most interesting place for the 18th stop. Well, this is the study I have learned from Aliang. Some people admire it, and praise me. If this is the light, the height of the kendo will be raised a lot. Haha, it’s a bit embarrassing. what."
Chen Pingan suddenly felt that this so-called 18-stop, most of the time is better than the Lushan boxing.
Aliang seems to see through the mind of a young man. A serious saying: "I am like a liar who is open-minded? I did not know what bragging is in my life!"
The heart of Zhuhe has been pulled out from the mud, but the limbs are more rigid than before, and the one is dead. This is the only thought in the mind of Zhuhe. This is the invisible shock brought by the man of the fight.
When the guy with a green knife and a gourd is a friend, you will feel how he looks like a master.
But when this guy became the enemy of the opposite, Zhu He was so scared and sweaty that he really wanted to fly away.
Zhuhe in the distance is already lost, and Zhu Lu, who is near, only hears Chen Pingan talking to himself.
A Liang also told Chen Pingan with a heartfelt voice, "The light boat has passed the Wanzhong Mountain, and the air flow has flown for a thousand miles. It is very good, but if it can be slowed down, such as mountains and soils for hundreds of years, no increase in height, Haichuan Millennium Water If the water surface is not lifted up, it will be better! After luck, you can concentrate on practicing this road and be able to run on your own when you sleep."
Chen Pingan wondered: "How do I know if there is any 18 stops after I have slept?"
Aliang’s hands clasped his chest and smiled and said:
When you go to the poor water, sit and watch the clouds. When you get there, you will naturally know the answer.

A Liang sat down on the bench, just sitting down, his face was a bit wrong.
Chen Pingan held his forehead.
Aliang lifted his without revealing his voice, and took off the candied haws standing on the buttocks, took a position to sit down, put his hands on the railings, and exhaled a breath, finally looking at Zhulu for the first time. You and you have to give up the hero of Zhenwushan, and return it to me along with the "Ziqishu". You still need to take out the Fulu that passed down the stack of Li family, but these symbols can only save one of you. People, Zhu Lu, I will let you choose now, are you alive to leave the pillow, or are you?"
Waiting for Zhu Lu to speak, Zhu He has already said: "Please ask the seniors of Aliang to let Zhu Lu leave, I am willing to give up my sins, not even dirty the bamboo knives of my predecessors."
A Liang just smiled and looked at Zhu Lu. He simply ignored Zhu He, who had already taken out the medicinal herbs and yellow papers. "Zhu Lu, who do you want to survive?"
The girl has already cried into a tearful person, just holding her mouth with her hand and not crying.
The other hand, tightening behind her, nails piercing the palm of my hand, full of blood.
Zhu River squats in the distant corridor, and the trembles: "Aliang senior!"
Aliang looked at Chen Pingan and asked: "Do you think? Or else let it go together? If you are afraid of Zhuhe revenge, I can abolish his martial arts and repair it. If I am afraid of accidents, I can interrupt Zhuhe’s longevity casually. Bridge, um, Zhu Lu’s is OK.

The teenager did not go to see Zhuhe, just looked at Zhu Lu. "I said, you must die."
Zhu He suddenly looked up and roared: "Chen Pingan, Zhu Lu is still a child!"
A teenager who has always had a relatively calm state of mind, after hearing this sentence, is inexplicably angry and pale.
The sandals and teenagers are moving forward in a few steps, and they have to smash the chest of Zhulu. At this time, her temperament is sloppy. It is not much better than the weak body of ordinary girls. But I don’t know why, after punching, I can’t help. It became a slap, the line was tilted upwards, and a slap in the face fell on Zhulu's cheek.
A Liang once again held the boy’s shoulder. "Yes."
Aliang whispered softly: "Some punishments are more cruel than a death."
Chen Ping sat back on the bench and took out the god. After that, how did Aliang dispose of the father and the daughter, how they left the pillow, and where to go to see who they were, the teenager did not know.
The teenager suddenly looked up and asked: "Aliang, is there any wine to drink?"
Aliang smiled. "There is wine. My little gourd can hold a thousand pounds of wine, but I have to tell you one thing. When a person is sad, don't drink alcohol, it is easy to become a rotten alcoholic. You can drink alcohol, maybe you drink and drink, you become a wine fairy."

The pillow is outside the door.
Lin Shouyi stood alone on the street. The teenager did not know why he was left outside by Aliang. He told him to wait for someone to appear. It was up to him to decide whether he would cross the threshold of the station.
Even if you are bored, the teenager is still standing like a mountain, and his waist is straight.
Through the red lanterns hanging from the door of the pillow, the teenager took out the Taoist book "Clouds on the Clouds" from his arms, and began to browse the words that are difficult to understand, which can be described as sloppy, blind and rainy.
But every time I read the heart of the meeting, or realized some true meaning, it was like the weather after the rain, and opened the clouds to see the blue sky, so that the young people were delighted. This sincere joy, the young man who created the indifference of his life, is unwilling to share with others.
The teenager never speculates on the people and things of this world with the utmost maliciousness.
In the distance, a woman with a flat face was looking at the boy. The woman was shocked and said: "It is really a good embryo of the monk."
The woman walked to a place seven or eight steps away from the boy and smiled and said: "Hello, Lin Shouyi. We have seen each other before the water. I am painting you on the shore. My true identity is Daxie. The elders of Changchun Palace are not boastful. I am indeed a on the mountain in the eyes of the people in the market. The goods are really cheap, but they can swing their wings and call the wind, and shake the mountain with a slap in the face. They are especially good at one-handed five-right method, and they are killing the evil spirits... ..."
At the end of the day, the woman laughed and waved her hand. "No, no, this wording is really embarrassing. Next time you have to change something."
The teenager nodded: "I believe in you."
The woman smiled and said: "Although I don't know if you are lying in the book, how to tell you, I don't know the thought of that Aliang, but since he knows that I am following you and leaving you outside the station, then I think I can give it a try. Can you convince you to come back to Dagujingcheng with me, and say goodbye to your parents, then go to Changchun Palace to practice the Taoist law."
Lin Shouyi looked indifferent: "I want to stay in the Red Candle Town, and then there will be a high person pick me up to Dagu Jingcheng. Otherwise I don't know why I will die outside, he won't help me collect the dead. Because one The dead are not worth the tolls. I would like to mention that nowadays, the price of Datun Jingcheng is very high and the expenses of the family are very high."
The woman sighed. "It’s hard to listen to you, but isn’t this the truth?"
The mouth of the teenager is full of sarcasm.
The woman hesitated a moment and reached out to the teenager. The look was solemn and solemn. "Although you will feel too much play, not too mysterious and mysterious, and there are many ups and downs of the machine front and the test, but I still want to tell you, Lin Shouyi, Xiang Take a step forward and you will embark on the Longevity Bridge."
The teenager put away the book and put it back in his arms. He shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness. What kind of portal is born, what is the name, all of them can't be me. What should I go, I know."
"Pity."
The woman only sighed, not strong, "Lin Shouyi, then there will be a chance, I hope that you will not regret it."
The juvenile was swearing and bowing, "Lin Shouyi sent a fairy."
The woman passed away.

驿 Gallery corridor.
Chen Pingan and A Liang are sitting on the side of the corridor at the moment.
Chen Pingan whispered softly: "Aliang, are you leaving?"
Aliang nodded.
Mentioned the small gourd and drank the wine.
At first glance, I saw that I was thinking of something sad, so I said before that I didn’t drink when I was sad. It was purely a slap in the face.
A Liang looked at the opposite boy and looked at the clean eyes of the young boy Chen Ping, just like the eyes he saw many years ago.
A Liang, I think, reading is useless, very annoying! I Qi Jingchun wants to go with you to go to the rivers and lakes, I want to be willing to enmity, drink the strongest wine, use the fastest sword, ride the best horse. Well, my money is ready, a dozen or so of silver! If it is not enough, I can go back and borrow some more from Mr. Mr. is very reasonable, and tells me that if you really don't want to study, you can also go out and walk. The great rivers and mountains in the thousands are all learning.
The blue-shirted reading lang, who was stunned by his nose and face, was clear and firm.
On the other side of the college gate, there is an old man who hides and hides and dares not see anyone. He only reveals a head, and makes a good look at Aliang. When he sees Aliang not taking care of himself, he simply walks a few steps and walks to the threshold. Take up the sleeves and put out the posture that you dare to abduct my students, and I will fight with you.
Going there, Mao is not long, and I have to say something big. When the day is long, I will take you to see the world of flowers and flowers.
A Liang, a word is fixed, I am waiting for you.
In the end, Aliang back to the boy, holding the hilt in one hand, swaying his shoulders, slamming his arms, clenching his fists, and bidding farewell to the boy.
The Ranger, A Liang, waved goodbye to the young Lang of the Lijiang Lake.
After this, there is no reunion.
Finally, the man turned his head and saw that the old man had already taken the boy's hand and the two walked back to the college.
One old and one small, chatting about the sky.
Jing Chun, I forgot to ask, who is calling you?
That surname is left.
what? He, the hand is so light and heavy, I will go back and talk about him, the gentleman does not move. But why do you want to fight? Is it that he speaks reasonably but you are angry and angry?
No.
Ok?
After he lost his argument, he was willing to admit defeat, but he deliberately said that I have more books. I have no hope of surpassing Mr. in this life. I think this is possible. Sir, if you learn a lot, you can sleep now. I often look at it and fight, I am still young, I will read more books than my husband one day... but he still swears there, and he has a great ability to learn from tomorrow, so I am angry, I will take the lead. It is. I can't beat him, I also recognize it. If you don't find a gentleman before, you won't complain. Right, of course, there is something to be learned from the scholar. You are not very good in this regard. You won the fight and won with a fight. I only said that I studied the heavens and the people, and said that the debate was unprecedented before the ancients. If we had a fight with people and lost the fight, we only said how to fight and how to make a shock.
Mr. Mr., what do you screw my ears? Uh... the gentleman doesn’t move.
What gentleman! Sir, I am a saint!
The man who saw this scene finally turned and left.
During that long period of time, sometimes men would sit on the Great Wall and drink alcohol alone. I heard that the gossips from the overhanging mountains were not good news. His mother is a bad news, the man will regret that he did not bring the boy in the same year, will blame the old man, even his own disciples can not take care of.
At this point, looking at the opposite boy, Aliang suddenly smiled. "I used to talk to a teenager who is about the same size as you. I said to him, 'Believe me, you are more promising than practicing swords. 'Now I think I should say something to you, 'Trust me, you are more effective than practicing boxing.'"
Under the fight, Aliang’s face was squeezing with a smile and a smile, such as the warm winter.
However, Chen Ping has never seen such a sad Aliang.