Chapter 182: The reason is in the scabbard

When Chen Ping returned to the ancestral home of Mudpi Lane, the girl in the pink skirt was cleaning the yard with a broom. The children in Tsing Yi squatted on the edge of the small water tank, and opened her mouth against the water. It was also separated by two feet, but there was a water column countercurrent. On the other hand, it was inhaled into the mouth of a child in Tsing Yi. This picture is like a dragon.
Chen Pingan sat on the threshold, and the girl in the pink dress found that her grandfather was somewhat different, and she did not bother to open it. In fact, the yard has long been cleaned up by Yan Xiu, but the girls in the pink skirt always feel that if they don't do anything, they will have a conscience, and they will not be able to live with the generous gift of the snake.
Chen Pingan traveled thousands of miles and suddenly remembered that Cui Dongshan had talked about Song’s salary, stood up, took out the string of the Song’s salary and left the town, secretly lost the key in his yard, and ran to open the door of the next house. At the door of the house, I saw three books stacked on the study table, "Primary School", "Ritual Music", "Viewing".
Chen Pingan moved to the chair and sat down to read the "Primary School."
In the second half of this long-distance study, I went with Cui Dongshan and often listened to his reading classics. Only then did I know that the "Primary School" was not simple. I only read the title of the book. At first glance, I might think that this is a small According to Cui Dongshan’s chattering, in the secular scholarship and teaching,
Primary School
will never be regarded as a Mongolian classic. Probably only Mr. Qi can put such a sacred sage and evangelism. So confused so deep, so that Li Bao bottle they never felt that the "Primary School" is big.
Chen Ping did not take the three books back to their ancestral homes. After turning over a dozen pages of "Primary School", I felt that only by his knowledgeable learning skills, I couldn't do it. If I thought about it, I only thought about it. Suddenly, the mind is swollen, like a cloud, no place to stand.
Chen Pingan had to close the book, take out the silver sword from the sleeves, gently rub it in the palm of his hand, and continue to sit on his own threshold.
Passing through the stone arch bridge twice, there is no sense. In the midst of it, Chen Pingan realized that she would really disappear from the entire time of the armor, and used the half-seat dragon to go to the sword. As for the Longlongtai, it has already been divided into three, and the three forces of the beggar, Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain have divided up. She has done this, will it cause trouble, Chen Pingan has no speculation, and even more unable to intervene.
At the beginning of the winter snowy night, the girl fainted at the door of her home, Chen Pingan saved her, she finally became the prostitute of the Song salary, changed from Wang Zhu to the child, and finally followed the real identity. The emperor's Song salary, go to the capital together.
The kiln service bureaucracy bureaucracy, the bridge bridge plaques "wind and water rise", the bottom of the lock dragon well, each leaf contains the old banyan tree of the ancestors, the fairy burial old porcelain...
Not to mention the town, there are so many local snakes and river dragons.
A mess.
It is no wonder that Yang Laotou will say that one day, Chen Ping will find out how big the town is.
Thinking of the old man who advocated fair trade, Chen Ping’s look was stunned, and he spit out a suffocating gas. He grasped the sword of the palm of his hand and stood up. He hid the sword in his sleeve and left the abandoned sword. House. Back to his home, Chen Ping gave the girl of the pink skirt girl the key to Liu Yuyang's family, and asked them to move to live there. After all, the house in Mujiaxiang was too small.
Tsing Yi’s child still didn’t drink enough well water, and stood up from the water tank. He suddenly remembered something and asked:
Master, you are not using a common snake gallstone, and I have changed a lot of tattered... Bottle, since you are so close to the girl, why don’t you send her Yunxia bottle Yuehua bottle as a gift? Master, I have hundreds of years of experience in the rivers and lakes, the woman under the sun, let you be your identity again. Gao, I like the bells and whistles, isn’t it better than a broken bamboo slip?

Tsing Yi’s child’s thief’s eyebrows smiled and said:
Why, is it that the old man can’t bear the pile of baby bottles, and he’s not willing to give it to Xiu Xiu? Then I have to daring to say that the master is a few words. Yan Xiu is the only daughter of a sage, the lord is one. It’s still a good deal to sell all the 10,000 bottles!

Chen Pingan helped the girls in the pink dresses to have a good bookcase. They didn’t have a good air. "You didn't see that the master didn't like me?"
Tsing Yi’s child carefully recalled the scene at the time. It seemed that the sullen sage master was really not cold or hot to Chen Ping’s. Tsing Yi’s child was not evenly hungry:
He’s blind, he can’t see the lord’s future. Master, don’t be angry, your body is not worth it..."
Suddenly remember that the cockroach is the master of this world, in the jurisdiction, such as the emperor sitting on the dragon chair, that is under the heavens, is not the king of the earth, so there are many unimaginable Taofa magical powers, Tsing Yi children hurry I fell into a slap in the face. "Children’s words are unscrupulous, and the saints are dozing off. They haven’t heard it. If you hear it, you have to blame..."
Tsing Yi’s child asked again:
Can you send a bottle to Yan Xiu, and what does the sage like to love the lord?

Chen Pingan casually explained: "I want to send the bottle, I am sure that all the brains are sent out. When the girl squats with such a large number of bottles and cans, most of them will be discovered by the master, I will be more annoying. He may be mistaken for his bad intentions, and if the girl and her have a dispute, it will not be good."
The girl in the pink dress nodded and said: "The lord thinks really thoughtful."
Tsing Yi’s child was shocked.
Master, screaming mistakenly thought that the heart was bad. Are you not so clear about it?

"What are you talking about!"
Chen Pingan slaps on the head of Tsing Yi's child's head and shoots him a squatting out of the threshold. Tsing Yi children ran to the yard and stood at the door of the courtyard. They turned and smiled and said: "Master can not kill people, I promise to keep my mouth shut. More bottles than Li Bao bottles, more bottles than the beam bottles!"
Chen Pingan reached out to his forehead and felt that he had no face to see anyone.
The girl in the pink skirt looked at the mud bottle lane outside the courtyard and once again felt that she was eye-opening. The first time was to feel the full aura of Longquan County. The second time was to see the potential mountain of the Luoshan Mountain. The third time was to see the extraordinary Wei Wei, the fourth time I walked into the building. A beautiful bamboo building that condenses mountains and waters.
It is the fifth time, falling in the eyes of the girl in the pink dress. It is a beautiful and elegant reading person standing in the dark alleys. At this time, it is like a rising sun.
The green shirt man smiled and asked: "What happened to my treasure bottle?"
Tsing Yi’s child suddenly became tight and stiff, and after seeing the young man, he looked around and left, no one else, full of suspicion, the scholars in front of him, watching the weather, plain and unremarkable.
The girl in the pink skirt blinked hard. The fire that grew up in the Cao's bookstore in Zhilan, at that moment, found that the scholar, as if he had lost all the brilliance in an instant, no matter how you look, it is just an ordinary men.
Tsing Yi’s children eat a long, wise, even if they don’t see the clues of young men, they still have no mouth to open their mouths, laughing and swearing,
Li Bao is the best friend of my family, so I can be a little girl. Admire, are you?"
"Large brother, how come you?"
Chen Pingan has uncovered the mystery, for fear that the children in Tsing Yi will make a moth and walk to the door of the hospital.
Li Xi Shengluo said: "I forgot to say, I have sent you those books, the blank pages of the pages, and there are many comments and questions that I personally feel. The ink is approved for some shallow notes. The Zhu Zeng is something that I hope to ask the sage in person. The problem. I am here, I want to tell you, these words you don't care about for the time being, don't look at it, don't look at it, even if you read it, don't let me misinterpret the original book because of my thoughts. The original meaning of the purpose."
Chen Ping nodded and said: "I remembered."
Li Xisheng smiled and turned to look at Tsing Yi's child. He whispered: "It's okay to make jokes, but remember that many words will be lost. One word in the world is powerful. Words are combined into words, words are concatenated into sentences, and sentences are combined into articles. In it."
Tsing Yi’s child looked up at the inconsistency and stared at the inexplicably ran out of the scholar. He was ridiculed and sneered, and he did not blurt out and endured a little hard work. If you haven’t had a hard time at the blacksmith’s shop, Tsing Yi’s children want to ask you that this guy is so good, why not go to the Confucian school as a saint?
Li Xisheng seems to have seen the thoughts of Tsing Yi children at a glance. He even heard his voice, smile and embarrassment, and explained patiently: "The Buddha has a second saying that Taoism has a first-order step of the Changsheng Bridge and a step-by-step approach to the ladder. Our Confucianism has rules of gradual progress, so I have to participate in the imperial examinations first. As for whether or not I can become a Confucian saint in the future, I am too far away to look forward to it."
If Tsing Yi’s child is mourning, he will not look at the scholar again. He just turns his head and asks for help. He looks to Chen Pingan, looks desolate, and has no love, but he is afraid to say a word.
It feels like complaining to my grandfather, this Longquan County is really terrible. I just walked over and sat on a bamboo chair. It was a saint of the military, and I just walked around and stood alone in the alley. Can you see through your own Confucian gentleman? Sage?
Then, next time, will anyone else just kill himself with a punch?
The girls in the pink skirts are full of red faces and have the courage to ask loudly: "Sir, why do we often recognize certain words when we are studying? Even if they are under the eyes, they stay on the page. But we just feel strange?"
Li Xisheng was slightly surprised, looking at the petite and lovely girl in the pink dress, her heart was clear, and there was a hint of appreciation. The Li family read the book and bent down, rubbing her eyes at her, gently lowering the voice, half true and false. Road: "Because at some point, certain words were stolen by some saints."
The girl in the pink dress is a little angry. She will have a special stubbornness in the study of books. It is a natural lesson to teach others. "If you don't know the correct answer, don't mess around, there is no such thing under the sun." The matter of reasoning! Knowing what is known is not knowing, it is knowing..."
The more backward, the weaker the girl in the pink skirt, the lower and lower the voice, so that the last weak mosquito and flies may not even be heard by herself.
Chen Pingan smiled and patted the girl's small head in the pink dress, and said to Li Xisheng: "Da Li, don't be angry, she is generally not like this."
Li Xisheng laughed and said with a smile: "This is good."
I heard that Chen Pingan is going to go elsewhere, and Li Xisheng will leave the Mud Lane together.
Chen Pingan suddenly found the young man in front of the alley, standing behind a hand... Swordsman?
Close to Chen Ping's waist side of the swordsman, hang a short sword that is only slightly longer than the dagger, and on the other side, hang a sword that is much longer than the usual long sword.
The short sword scabbard is white, and the long sword scabbard is dark.
The young swordsman's side face is soft and the mouth is habitually cocked, giving the impression that he is smiling all the time, so that his appearance is quite like a fox. At this time, he narrowed his eyes and stared at the old house that was far more complete than he had imagined. This made the young swordsman not only unhappy but delighted, but somewhat unhappy.
The young swordsman turned his head and smiled and looked at Chen Ping and his party. The tone was soft and the voice was warm: "Do you know who built this house?"
Chen Ping’s face did not see any change. He asked,
What’s wrong, the house is broken, shouldn’t it be repaired?

The young swordsman shook his head and smiled: "If you have done a good job, and don't say it, but the saying that 'too old to start the earth,' is there in Longquan County, you have it?"
Although the young swordsman has been laughing, but Chen Ping did not dare to take it lightly, and even felt that his heart was cold.
This young foreigner who seems to speak very well is very dangerous!
Li Xisheng suddenly stepped out and reached out to stop the three people behind Chen Ping, whispering: "Standing behind me, don't say don't do it, look at it."
The young swordsman smiled more strongly, and his hands held the sword handles of different lengths, shook his head, tried to find Chen Pingan behind the green shirt reader, and finally stood, "how, so smart, just happened to be met by me." Lord? As for you, what do you want to do and find death?"
Li Xisheng smiled and said: "The reason can be said, sword, don't just take it out."
The young swordsman shrugged and looked innocently. "The reason is right, in the scabbard."
Li Xisheng Yun whispered lightly, and pointed his finger at himself. He said: "The original meaning of drunkenness is not in wine, in me?"
The young swordsman smiled and said: "It's not as complicated as you think. I don't even know your name. I just saw you at first sight, but I didn't look good. After listening to you, I was even more uncomfortable. Just beaten up, double-edged, even you and the little guy taught together, isn’t it beautiful?

The young swordsman's palm touched the hilt of the short sword and smiled: "Reassured, I Cao Jun out of the sword, rarely killing."
Li Xisheng frowned and asked: "Your ancestor is Jianxian Cao?"
The young swordsman sighed and answered the question: "Why are you reading this person, why are you suffering from it, and I am doing it as a member of my Cao Jun? Even if I look at the boy who is not pleasing to the eye, how can I bully him? It is the most, but it is ruining him. That is the martial art foundation. As a result, you have to be a bird. If you are big enough, or too small, you can say that if you can’t keep up, you will only lose half of me. When the teenager is angered by you, you Isn't it harmful to him?"
The young swordsman said this, pouting, revealing the white teeth. "Well, don't circle. Let me tell you the truth. I am a talented person who can perceive some strange existence, such as... a sword embryo. The rest Everything, what is good for my ancestral home, what is your reading, the eyes are... really. But you can rest assured that I will bid on the sword embryo, and the price is absolutely not low. As for whether you will feel strong buy If you sell it, it will not matter to me."
Li Xisheng asked: "Before you are ready to start, can I ask you, what is your current state?"
"Where I have asked this before the fight, but since you are so interesting, I really don't mind answering you." The young swordsman blinked into the seams, sneered, and whispered when he mentioned the kendo and the realm. The child became cherished as gold, "sword, eight, nine, between."
Li Xisheng nodded. "Know it."
The sword embryo in Chen Ping’s sleeve gradually became hot. Chen Pingan left his left hand to the back, twisted his wrist and held it.

From time to time, I came to the shore of the Longxu River and reached into the water to measure the weight of the yin contained in the river.
Long-browed teenagers often follow the man.
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Above the river, the confrontation scene in the mud bottle lane gradually emerged.
The long-browed teenager looked at the young man who was wearing a long sword and pointed his finger. "Master, is he?"
He nodded and vented the open airway: "There was a sword fairy named Cao Yu in his ancestors, and he was thankful to your ancestors. It is one of the few people in Baoguanzhou. On other continents, Standing firm, starting a school, splitting one side, it is true."
The long-browed teenager seems to be less interested in this, just staring at the picture on the river. "Master, how do you say? Do you want to stop the Cao's children."
"Block a fart!"
He sneered and said: "When he hurts someone, I will kill him. This is the rule."
The long-browed boy asked about the cause of the conflict. After a brief talk, the teenager was surprised: "Under Master’s eyelids, Cao Jun sees money, and dares to buy strong sales, outside people. Are they so arrogant?"
There is no expression on the face: "If you want Tianshoubao, you need to use the world's wealth. What is so strange, since that sword embryo, I couldn't see the mystery before, but it was taken seriously by Cao Jun, which shows Cao Jun's vision. Unique, and the sword embryo once it reveals the truth, it must be extremely shocking. If it is not here, Cao Jun still has some convergence, let alone bidding, and directly kill."
The long-browed boy who has just stepped into practice and has not climbed for a long time feels that this world is too ridiculous and asks: "Master, this evil person, how to become such a powerful practicing person?"
"You haven't read the book yet, what good and evil are you talking about? Remember, this is not the case on the mountain."
He stood up and stunned his body after a sentence.

Li Jia Mansion, an old man teasing a caged bird, in fact, absent-minded, full of expectation of smile, fearing that the world is not chaotic, muttering: "Hurry and fight quickly, banging, squid jumping gantry, who knows no one in the world Jun..."

At the top of the Piyun Mountain, Wei Wei, who fluttered in white, sat cross-legged on a cloud of clouds, less than a foot away from the ground. Wei Wei was asleep, and his head fell from time to time, like a chicken glutinous rice.
Under the clouds, filled with birds and beasts, they all hope to be close to the cloud, as close as possible to the white of the golden ring hanging from the ear.
A figure is heavy and heavy, and the top of the mountain is really a bird and beast.
Wei Wei was sleepy and looked awkward. After discovering the figure of the man, the clouds dispersed, and he floated down. "Rare and rare, honored."
The proverbial slogan: "Just remind you that Jianxian Cao Yu may come here in the near future. You can stand by and watch, but don't ignite."
Wei Wei took a look at the town of Mud Lane. "Is there anyone who wants to take Cao Yu to do yours and Daxie's article? Dagu Gao's? Guanhu Academy? Nanzhao State? Or another high person?"
His face is dignified.
The rest are good, nothing more than the soldiers will block the water to cover the ground, afraid that it is against his daughter.
Looking at the town, it is not the mud bottle lane that is just around the corner, but the Yangjia shop.
He was relieved.
He also hurriedly went and hurried.
Wei Wei grievously said: "I’m sick, I’m counting it, I don’t have to stop.

He also passed away. The next moment he came to the Luozhushan Bamboo Building, lying on the second floor corridor, and continued to sleep.
The water fell out of stone, and the original dragon was entrenched. The wind is blowing, it is already a glimpse.