Chapter 192: If you have a pen

(This month, although there are more leave, but I also wrote 170,000 words, I praised myself. I need to thank everyone for your patience. You are the best readers. This is not a polite statement. It is true.)
The two walked to the second floor of the bamboo building and climbed to the top.
Juvenile Cui and two little guys blinked downstairs.
Li Xisheng asked: "Do you know the meaning of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane?"
Chen Pingan shook his head. He only knew the people living there. He had money, money, bluestone road, stone lion, and even the painted door gods seemed to be more sacred.
Li Xisheng mentioned the peach symbol in his hand. "Fulu is the homonym of Fuxi. Fu actually represents the character symbol. Taoyexiang is the peach peach peach. Upside down, it is the peach character."
Chen Pingan suddenly realized.
"This is a big opportunity for the town. Compared to the five elements of the golden squid, this peach can be more than that."
Li Xisheng said, "I made a weird dream at the end of the year. I remember seeing a lot of people and many things, but I woke up and forget it again. It seems that I played a game with me, and then I remember the peaches. Insider, where the twists and turns, the mysterious and mysterious, can't be elaborated."
Li Xisheng pointed to the direction of the bamboo building. "I originally wanted to hang this peach tree on the door of the bamboo building. It is a bit exaggerated to say that it is safe to avoid it. But it can really make this one." The magical bamboo building has become more and more indestructible, and the long hanging peaches can produce all kinds of strange grasses..."
Speaking of this, Li Xisheng smiled and joked: "Chen Pingan, really don't? If you pass this village, you can't have this store."
Chen Pingan did not hesitate: "Since it is so good, Big Brother Lee keeps it for himself, isn't he going to go far? I have just been to the outside, it is very strange, very dangerous, and I definitely need a piece of instrument."
Li Xisheng smiled and asked a question, "Do you think I am missing a device?"
Chen Pingan stunned, because he remembered the scene of the mud bottle lane, Li Xisheng and Jian Xiu Cao Jun, but he took the opportunity to think of a statement in the book, saying: "More is better!"
Li Xisheng had no choice but to take up the peaches and re-hang it at the waist. Regrets: "It was very good to hang the bamboo door."
Li Xisheng even turned his head and looked at the bamboo door behind him. "Hanging here, it really is very good."
In fact, it is somewhat childish.
Therefore, Chen Pingan wanted to laugh and was embarrassed to laugh, so he had to squat.
Before Li Xisheng was the brother of Li Baobo, so I was willing to be close to each other at the beginning, and I got along with him several times. Chen Pingxiang liked this scholar more and more, not because Li Xisheng had a strong stomach, not because he was a practicing person. You can directly play with Cao Jun, but the man who is with the world will feel comfortable.
For example, Aliang is in the swordsman. Mr. Qi is a scholar.
Even if Aliang did not mention the sword from beginning to end, Mr. Qi never told Chen Pingan about the principle of the book from the beginning to the end, but Chen Ping would feel that they are the best swordsman, the most learned reader. .
Chen Pingan is deeply rooted in his heart and hopes to become such a person. But with regard to these words, Chen Pingan has not talked to anyone because he is afraid of being considered to be self-reliant.
Li Xisheng suddenly made up his mind, "No, no, it is hard to be conscience, I can't just leave!"
Chen Pinggang just wants to talk.
Li Xisheng suddenly reached out and pressed on Chen Ping’s shoulder. His look was serious: "Chen Pingan, I will talk a little bit, and then get along with others, don't ask everyone for your own code of conduct. For example, you will feel that you refuse to accept it. It’s a matter of righteousness, because you are thinking about Li Xisheng, so I have no conscience, right? Right, right. But you have to know that the world is like a rice, and after your own peace, you have to Think more about it, thinking about how to make the people around you feel as comfortable as you are."
Li Xisheng patted Chen Ping’s shoulder. "When I am a strong man, you don't have to think about it. If you change to someone else, I won't open this mouth at all, but you are not the same, I think you are very good, and can be more Ok. Sometimes, you will even make people around you feel self-defeating, you know?"
Chen Pingan looked blank.
Am I so good?
Li Xisheng laughed and walked over to the railing. He cried to the bookboy Cui who went downstairs: "Get the bag, I will use it now."
"Well, Mr. wait."
The teenager, who looks so beautiful, quickly ran upstairs, and took off the baggage behind him with skillful movements. Inside, there are the treasures of the literati, and the whole set of pen and ink baskets are old objects, rich and rich.
Li Xisheng took out a brush, as if it was used to write a small pipa, a little compact. In the upper part of the pen tube, there is a four-character "wind and snow cone", and the pen tube is made of bamboo, but it has been passed down from generation to generation. After a long period of accumulation, it radiates a vermilion round luster. What is even more strange is that the tip of the pen is hard, it is pale gold, and the pen is like a pointed cone.
When Li Xisheng took the pen, Chen Pingan took a closer look and found the lower half of the pen tube. There were still four small heads that were not easily noticeable.
"There is God in the pen."
Li Xisheng also apparently found that Chen Ping saw the four words and raised the brush slightly. He explained with a smile: "Reading a hundred times and knowing what you are doing, reading a book like a god, and you practicing boxing, there is a similar saying. It’s not good for the gods, but the fists are not good. It sounds very imaginary. In fact, it’s a bit of a sham. It’s a diligent word. Practice makes perfect, and it’s a mysterious, step-by-step, you know, you know a law, you know the law. Everything is done."
At this moment of Cui, the aura is as if it has caught something, scratching his head, and being impatient.
The girls in the pink dress who read the poems since childhood, I only feel like drinking an old wine and being drunk.
Only Tsing Yi children, sitting on the railing and blowing their noses, don't care, just seeing the difference between the two guys, they began to worry.
Chen Pingan did not have much feeling, just remembering these truths in his heart.
Li Xisheng sighed softly at the tip of the pen, and the golden ruth seemed to be warm at this moment. Although the edge was still the same, the tip of the pen was like a knife cone, but it had an aura.
Li Xisheng smiled and said: "It is better to teach people to fish than to teach people. Since you don't accept the peaches, then I have to come up with a little housekeeping skills. I have read Li Xisheng, but I haven't read the university yet, but I think it is good. Engraving and drawing, today I am writing on the bamboo pieces of the bamboo building, rest assured, after writing, will not leave any visible text, so it will not damage the overall beauty of the bamboo building, but one day, there will be It may reveal some scenes. You don't have to be surprised at that time. Today, I mainly teach you the character of painting. When do you feel that you have grasped the meaning? I will stop writing. You don't have to worry, I will write slowly, you slowly Experience."
Chen Pingan Yan Yan said: "I am stupid, Li Da Ge, you are mentally prepared."
Li Xisheng gently moved, facing the bamboo floor like a wall, with one hand behind, holding a pen, looking for the place where the pen was written, smiled and said: "If people are stupid, diligent and tough are stupid, then it shows that this world is problematic. Chen Ping, I hope that you will continue to insist on this unwise."
Chen Pingan scratched his head. He was used to being used by Yao Laotou since he was a child. He used to see other people's wonderful life. As a result, Li Xisheng praised him so much today.
Li Xisheng thought for a moment and turned his head and said: "There is always a symbol of the Taoist symbol. In fact, we draw characters, don't have to be too disciplined, and the world is perfect. After all, we can't escape a decadent magic, just like you practice punching. ......"
Having said that, Li Xisheng will smile, "It is very beautiful."
There are teenagers who practice boxing, watch the mountains when there are mountains, and watch the water when there is water.
Li Xisheng felt that there was no more poetic picture in the world.
Li Xisheng gently shook his head and held his breath. He said: "The characters need to be paper, and the paper can be everything in the world, but you still need to follow the steps, and honestly draw on the paper. I will give you a big copy. Good quality paper, and a map of the entry. You don't have to worry about the cost of buying paper, but after you use it, you need to worry about it. This is no way, it is difficult to practice. One point is that it is too costly, and the sword repairs the flying sword, which is indispensable for the loss of the paper.
"A little infuriating, perfusing the tip of the pen, and then in one go, if the broken wire is connected, the word can be broken, the mind is unstoppable, and it must be echoed, such as the two mountains, shouting each other, there will be echoes."
"Chen Pingan, I am optimistic."
Li Xisheng suddenly exchanged the "Feng Xue Xiao Cone" pen in his hand to the other hand. The free hand was rubbed on the sleeve. After finishing it, this was changed back. He laughed at Chen Pingan: "This is To learn from you, you have to pay respect to certain things. I used to be less than you and see you."
For the first time, I met at the entrance of Li's Mansion in Fulu Street. Before Chen Heping took the book from Li Xisheng, he put down the clay pot and wiped his hand before he dared to pick up the book.
When Chen Ping thought of such an unintentional movement, Li Xisheng was so solemn.
Li Xisheng finally started to draw the characters, in fact, it is more like a scholar writing seriously.
Lou Guan Bohai Day.
The font of Li Xisheng is very peaceful, but compared to the prescriptions of Taoist Lu Shen, the kind of "widowy and tasteless" is similar to God.
Chen Ping can't say why, but it's just a wonderful feeling.
After Li Xisheng, he wrote a sentence about the essence of his poems, sages, Taoist classics, and hundreds of scholarships.
Li Xisheng will pick up his heels and write them on the heights. They will bend down and write them in the low places. They will move again and again, and will be tempted again and again. When writing to the hearty, even the book boy Cui Si moved from the downstairs to the bamboo chair, standing on the chair and writing it quickly, will simply sit on the ground and write arrogantly.
He wrote that he did not dare to speak loudly, and he was shocked by the heavens. He wrote a thief in the mountains, and it was difficult to break the thief.
He wrote that people are not awake, and the Buddha is already awake. He wrote a slap in the mountains. He also wrote the way of the Master, and he was forgiven.
Li Xisheng has been writing before Chen Pingan did not say "I understand", and tirelessly, tireless.
Every word will be written very quickly. After the writing, the golden light on the bamboo wall will be scattered, but it means long-lasting and endless.
Tsing Yi’s child has jumped off the railing and whispered in the girl’s ear in the pink dress:
Well?

The girl in the pink skirt whispered: "You can understand the words, but you can't understand the meaning... it's too big."
Tsing Yi’s child laughed and said:
You are stupid.

Cui Xi turned his eyes and said, "Do not disturb my husband!"
Tsing Yi’s child whispered:
This is my home, and your kid is squatting again. Be careful, I will let you roll and roll.

Cui Xi resented and said: "You don't know gold inlaid with jade, and you have a hard time."
Tsing Yi children with hands around the chest, back against the railing, sneered: "You control me? My master is qualified to teach me these."
Li Xisheng wrote, Chen Pingan looked at the words, and turned a deaf ear to the smashing noise behind him.
The sky is dark, Li Xisheng has stood at the end of one end of the corridor, stopped the pen, and smiled and asked: "How?"
Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head.
Li Xisheng Wen said: "Nothing, let's go downstairs."
So the group went to the first floor of the bamboo building. The girl in the pink skirt and the younger Cui gave help to take the candle.
Although Tsing Yi’s child is awkward, she still looks quite serious and keeps her eyes open.
The son is in Sichuan, and the deceased is like a husband.
This is the case today.
Cui Xi held the hand of the candle and trembled. It turned out that the candle burned out and burned his fingers.
The beautiful boy silently put on a candle.
When Li Xisheng wrote the words "burning the broken", Chen Pingan suddenly blurted out and said: "No."
Li Xisheng stopped the pen and turned to look at the teenager. He laughed. "This is right!"
The Confucian scholar, his face was white and his face was exhausted, but he was very beautiful.
Li Xisheng took a deep breath and stretched out and handed the brush to the boy. "Chen Ping, this snow cone is given to you, I believe you will not humiliate it."
At this time, Chen Ping remembers the crux of the problem. "I can't practice, I can't be a psychic, the paint needs aura support, how to write a charm?"
Li Xisheng smiled and vented the open-air machine, slowly explained: "The part of the symbol that I handed over to you later, the variety of the charms, but they will not rank too high, so many Zhang Fuzhen's requirements for Reiki are not high, but the corresponding There is a certain requirement for the gas house. Your painting symbol is equal to a martial art practice in which a sword takes a slant. The martial artist also has infuriating power. Just because it is fundamentally opposite to the luck of the martial arts, it becomes a symbol. The short test of the field is a short battle on the battlefield. The narrow road meets the brave. You must finish the symbol with the fastest speed and the most stable condensate. Otherwise, even if it is only a little worse, you will not be able to achieve the symbol. You are willing to persist, over time, dripping water through the stone, the character is not just a symbol, it will help you to quench your body and soul."
After Chen Ping took over the brush, he nodded: "Understood!"
The night is deep.
Li Xisheng turned his head and looked out the mountain. "After this..."
Li Xisheng did not finish what he thought, and dispelled the point in his heart. He smiled and said: "I wanted to go outside and look at it, but it was some in advance, not bad."
After Li Xisheng did not choose to stay in the Luoshan Mountain, but with the young Cui Zhi together to go down the mountain at night.
The scholar did not even agree to send Chen Ping to the foot of the mountain.
Chen Pingan stood outside the bamboo building and lost.
Tsing Yi’s child smiled and said:
Master, this guy is really good, the law is high, the character is good, the loyalty, I like it! I am qualified to be my brother.

Chen Pingan did not have a good air: "Would you like, people are willing?"
Tsing Yi’s child’s face is a natural look. He is proud:
Is there anyone in the world who is not willing to be my brother? Is he stupid?

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "I don't know if people are stupid. I don't know if you are stupid. I know."
Tsing Yi’s child is smirking.
Master, of course I am absolutely smart.

The girl in the pink skirt looked at the eyes of her companions, and she had some pity. She used to think that he was acting hot and temperamental. Now he suddenly felt that he was actually very stupid.
Tsing Yi’s child was keenly aware of her eyes and shouted:
Stupid girl, not convinced? We are singled out!

The girl in the pink skirt hides behind Chen.
She is not stupid.

Moonlight 朦胧, Li Xisheng took the boy slowly down the mountain, walked out of the land of Luoshan, washed his face in a stream of water, helping to clear the mind, after all, every pen concentrated on writing, extremely laborious.
Li Xisheng looked up and saw an old man standing across from the stream, smoking a large smoke.
Li Xisheng stood up and saluted: "Li Xisheng met Mr. Yang."
The old man walked sideways and escaped the worship of young scholars.
When Li Xisheng got up straight, the old man of the drug shop Yang said: "I need you to help me calculate for Chen Ping, can you?"
Li Xisheng did not hesitate and nodded: "Of course no problem."
Yang Laotou snorted, "I have my own reward afterwards."
Li Xisheng did not say anything about this and gave the answer directly. "The road goes straight, there are mountains and mountains, and there is water. It is necessary to travel at a speed, and benefit in the south."
Yang old man smiled and said: "I can trust you."
Although Li Xisheng has doubts, he does not ask.
Yang old man squinted at the young scholar's waist peaches, complex eyes, flashing away, the figure is also disappeared, the old man is just a purple smoke.
The two continued on their way.
Cui Xi asked: "Sir, if you want to travel far, can you bring me?"
Li Xisheng smiled and said: "Yes."
The teenager was shocked, "Ah?"
I thought that it would be harder for Mr. to promise this matter than to go to heaven. Where is it easier to think of it than going down the mountain?
Li Xisheng whispered: "Because someone wants you to follow me, and I don't think there is anything wrong with this."
The boy was silent for a long time, bowed his head, and his mood was somewhat lost. "Sir, I want to know where I am from."
Li Xisheng sighed. "That's not easy. Let's think about where to go first."
The teenager was happy. "Where can I go, just follow the gentleman, wherever I go, wherever I go!"
Li Xisheng laughed and said nothing.
The moon is rare, and the spirit is refreshing. It is both a gentleman and a beautiful one.
The juvenile clearly perceives the mood of the gentleman, and is also happy with it. The road down the mountain is light and full of joy.

In just one night, the Luoshan Mountain was crushed and slowly collapsed more than a foot.
Wei Wei has been on a nearby hill, staring at the drop of Luoshan Mountain.
The original words in the world are so heavy.
Wei Wei smiled and said: "It's amazing. It's really amazing. Even I am a little curious. What is Li Xisheng's sacredness? Isn't that Chen's banyan tree really irrelevant to you? Then who can you be?"
On the occasion of the day and night, Wei Wei couldn't help but look at the bamboo building again.
Together, the sun and the moon pay off.

Outside the bamboo building, since there is no sleepiness, Chen Pingan three people sit side by side on the bamboo chair, waiting for the dawn.
Chen Pingan suddenly asked the child in Tsing Yi: "A common snake gallstone, you exchange 10,000 yuan with you. Is it expensive to sell?"
Tsing Yi’s child is dull.
Chen Pingan said: "Too expensive?"
Tsing Yi’s child jumped up.
It’s only one thousand two? Master, are you humiliating me?!

Chen Pingan let go of his heart, "That is one thousand and two?"
Tsing Yi is a childish voice: "Master, you are like this again, I will leave home!"
Chen Pingan naturally will not take it seriously. Curiously asks: "The practitioners on the mountain, doing trading, what money?"
Tsing Yi’s child smiled and said,
Master, you are waiting, I will give you the money for the gods on the mountain. My family is thick!

Tsing Yi’s little boy’s sleeves, the square inch that he carried with him, had a mystery, and it’s raining. The ground is full of crystal jade piled up in the mountains. All of them are carved into copper coins. There are roughly three kinds of sizes and sizes. .
He kneels on the ground and begins to explain to Chen Pingan the source of each jade and the difference in value.
This is the money used by the gods!
The miser, Chen Ping, quickly left the chair and kneels beside Qianshan, listening carefully to the careful explanation of Tsing Yi’s children.
Finally, Chen Pingan suddenly popped up a sentence, "I want to give Baoji Mountain to the girl, do you think it is appropriate?"
The girls in the pink dress squinted and lost their minds.
Tsing Yi children slammed into the ground. "Master, don't you feel bad? You must restrain yourself, be restrained! Please don't be impulsive, the Xiu Xiu girl is the best girl in the world. I will never deny this. However, she has not been broken into the house by the master after all!"
Chen Ping did not care about what was wrong, but just shook his head: "I don't feel bad."
Tsing Yi’s child crying and crying:
But I feel bad!