Chapter 358: Crossing the mountain

In the temple after the rain, the bonfire brought some warmth.
Chen Ping’s knees sat on the knees and the little man, and the little guy quietly pointed to the eyes of the money.
Chen Ping’s heart was clear, let the money go out with him, the little guy did not enter the land, helping Chen Pingan to inspect the small temple.
The former vision of saving money in the temple, Chen Pingan did not see, but after the end of the war, the money sleeves were full of blood, full of mud, said that the previous eye pain, rolling on the ground for a long time. The Lianhu villain fluttered at the time and explained the process to Chen Ping.
After a large and a small walk out of the temple, Chen Pingan walked out of a distance, turned and stopped, squatting down and staring at the eyes of the money, "How did your eyes suddenly bleed?"
I have a lot of money, my face is pale, my grievances are tears, shaking my head and whispering: "I don't know, suddenly I have to die and live, it seems that something is going to explode, like the firecrackers in the New Year, right. Let's go to our hometown. Can we put firecrackers in the New Year? It's a celebration, I always want to try it out."
Chen Pingan can't laugh, no matter where it is, whispered: "When I left my hometown, someone told me not to return to Longquan County within five years, but in the New Year, it is not difficult to put out firecrackers. Let's say something right, is it the first time? The two men who have thrown out the flowers and blessed land have moved their hands and feet in your eyes? Has he said something to you?"
I thought about it, "In the old Wei, his home is Nanyuan Guojingcheng. It’s not a well. I looked at the bottom of the well and looked at the big sun at the top of my head. I was bothered, then I was There I saw a tall old guy with a robe. He said that he would put some small things in my eyes. Of course I didn’t agree. But the old man said that he was worth a lot of money. I thought for a while and agreed. ..."
He slammed his money and hurryed to his head.
It turned out that Chen Pingan had pulled her ear and taught: "In the eyes of money, don’t you have a life?"
Money is hurting, pain, and pain in the eyes.
If Chen Ping’s thoughts are thoughtful, Zhong Kui always said that the eyes of the money are good-looking. It should be that some clues are seen, but it is not clear.
In fact, Zhong Kui privately said a proverb, sunrise East China Sea, Wanli Rongjin. When the moon falls in the west, it rises up late at night.
Chen Pingan said to himself: "Is it really impossible to put the sun and the moon in the blessings of the land into the eyes of the money?"
At least the money can be seen in the lotus flower under the ground, but also can see the abbot of the Taipingshan ancestors who isolated the world.
After the "Taipingshan Young Taoist" gave the Zhu Shitang jade card, Chen Pingan was bitten by the snake for ten years and was afraid of the rope. However, for the old Taoist Taoist who claimed to know Wensheng, and the one who first heard of the "sequence" theory under the sun, even if he really wants to count him Chen Ping, Chen Pingan has no broken ability for the time being. The soldiers will block the water and cover the soil, taking one step and one step. The reason is that it is a calculation, not a sinister conspiracy such as the Taipingshan Zushitang jade card. It is not Chen Ping’s admiration of the observation of the Lord, but to the old man or the palm. Those who teach Lu Shen at this level of practice have long been dissatisfied with the use of intrigues and tricks, all of which are bright and ambitious, and strive for harmony with the mysterious heaven and earth.
Chen Ping stood up and said, "I will buy you a new oil paper umbrella in the future."
I was surprised to pay the money: "What do you spend on this money?"
Chen Ping did not give an answer, let her go back to the temple first.
When the money went all the way back to the temple, Chen Pingan turned and saw the man who could see his identity at a glance. Shen Guogong was high and true, because Gao Shuyi had a similarity with the country grandfather. Gao Shizhen stood behind a steward-like umbrella old man, who should be a deep-skilled practicing sergeant, and a white man with an old cane crutches, and smiled at Chen Ping’an.
Gao Shizhen stared at Chen Pingan and suddenly said: "It is much younger than I thought."
Gao Shizhen asked: "If it is not in the side of the town, the three emperors want to take care of the sheep, hope to smash the general situation and force the Yao family to add flowers to their merits, only to have that disaster, if it is replaced by Jingcheng, you meet my son Gao Shuyi, just like the heavy rain tonight, just two strangers, in a certain old restaurant, each drinking wine, will you be friends?"
Chen Pingan shook his head.
Gao Shizhen's face is distorted.
Chen Pingan slowly said: "I told the big emperor Liu Wei before. In fact, we all understand that it is sometimes better to be right, compared to what you want to get in your hand, too light and fluttering. Gao Shuyi, I hope that he will reincarnate in his next life, don't touch me again, or I will kill him again."
Gao Shizhen’s face is gloomy.
You want to provoke me and induce me to take a shot at you. Can you take the opportunity to remove the roots and let the Shen Guogong’s family be removed from Daquan?

Chen Pingan stretched out and casually wiped it in front of him. He said: "This is what you and Gao Shuyi are doing. What do you say? There is always a track to be found."
Chen Pingan’s unscrupulous action made the old man’s heartstrings tight, and he almost had to protect him in front of Gao Shizhen. The old man who was carrying the old cane crutches almost fled, oh, with thunder. Killing the river water demon, and then reversing the gentleman of the school with a sword, where is his small land public can smash his wrist, and a sneeze can make him fly away. The two golden symbols that are unheard of are really the means of immortality.
Gao Shizhen is the most calm person. "I am going up the mountain to move the body of the fallen army down the mountain. You won't stop it?"
Chen Pingdao said: "This is why I am still willing to stand here to talk to you."
Gao Shizhen is full of anger.
The Shen Guogong government stood for two hundred years in the Daquan Dynasty. With the same age as the country, why have you been humiliated? !
The old butler whispered: "Master."
Gao Shi really took a deep breath and turned to look at the land of the mountain gods. "There is a fart!"
The old man in white daring boldly stepped forward and bowed down to Chen Pingan. He smiled and said: "Chen Xianshi, small, I have to help the country grandfather to clean up the body, may send some mountain spirits, worry about those things that are not allowed on the table, Inadvertently moving, it will disturb the rest of the immortal temple in the temple, so I rushed to say hello to Chen Xianshi in advance, and I hope that there will be a large number of immortals, not counting with the small ones."
Chen Ping nodded and said: "Just carry."
The old man is born and said: "The little daring is more than a mouthful. I don't know how Chen Xianshi intends to deal with the body of the big demon. Can you ask for a small squad to seduce the ghosts of the mountains, do the work for the immortal master, do some peeling cramps, for example, take the big demon room The blood hits the bottle and the can, is this trivial thing that can be done?"
Chen Ping, who only took a demon in the river, laughed and said: "There is a landlord. After the incident, I will give you some rewards."
The old man was flattered, and even said that he did not dare to let the immortal teacher break the fee, almost tears.
Under the sun, there is such a who is so gentle and respectful?
Gao Shizhen snorted and turned to the mountain.
Chen Pingan went to the temple alone.
Buried rivers and scorpions are formed into Jindan, only one step apart. In the end, the crystal clear green dandan pill, the size of jujube nucleus, I wonder if it is because of the relationship between the five dragons and the dragons. The silky lightning flashes. But tonight, this battle with the burying river water demon, unable to make ends meet, is a nailed nail, an immature pseudo-Jindan pill, Chen Pingan paid a full three dragon claw crepe paper, ruined the clock Kui's autographed iron ride around the city, and the five dragons of the golden material that Chen Ping's own pockets were taken out. Chen Ping is still distressed.
As he walked toward the temple, Chen Xianshi, who was fluttering in the white, his head was jade, and his waist was red wine and gourd, had been shattered and thoughts.
As for the two gold coins that were consumed by the two battles on the right.
Chen Pingan is not willing to think about it.
After entering the temple, Wei Wei rarely took the initiative to open his mouth. "Would you like to return to Lijingcheng and beat the dog? Nowadays, Daquan Liu has broken his courage and can't look down on the wind and waves. He said that the gentleman of the college must also sell the iron, take the initiative, and beg. Let's not leave the wind."
Chen Ping thought about it, but still shook his head: "Hurry to go to Tianjiafeng Xianjia Ferry, when I used Feijian to communicate, telling Dafu College and Taipingshan tonight. The rest we don't have to worry about it. Wang Hao's What I did, especially the collusion of the Yaozu, must be known to Zhong Kui and the academy. Now even the Taiping Mountain is so uneven, Tongyezhou is too chaotic, we took the ferry to the old Dragon City in Baopingzhou early."
Tonight's vigil, handed over to Lu Baixiang and the right side.
The most injured Zhu Zhu went to the distant stream to wash it, changed his body to clean clothes, sat cross-legged by the fire, and slept peacefully, so that he could admire the money.
Wei Wei, who took the nectar of the nectar, did not need to watch the night, but went to the outside of the temple. In the battlefield where the martial arts Zhu Zhu and the army monks killed, they crouched down and glared at the messy footprints.
Chen Pingan was on the other side of the wall, sitting and forgetting, looking as usual.
How can I not sleep, but I know that Chen Ping’s mood is not very good, is it the loss of money? Because there are no two characters in the book, Zhong Kui? She was very keen to take a trip to the lotus and the little man, and blamed it for losing money. Stumbled, she only had a skinny little girl with a small cowhide tent and went to sleep.
At dawn, Wei Wei sat on the threshold and broke outside the temple. There was a white man who smiled for a full hour, holding an old cane, farther away, standing on some shallow and thin mountain spirits, very funny. Carrying two large bags, and holding a porcelain jar. When the old man was not bright, he went to the open space outside the door, and did not shout. He took a group of gangs and stood there as a god. Wei Wei admire the old man and can laugh at the temple for so long.
After Chen Ping opened his eyes, he got up and walked to the threshold. He saw the long-awaited landlord and walked quickly, giving the old man a small summer money as a reward.
The old man who is in charge of hundreds of miles of landscapes, like seeing a bowl of broken rice that is going to go to the execution ground, can’t take it.
Chen Pingan had to give up, and once again thanked the land lord with a fist, the white man laughed and opened the flower. After the resignation, he went out two or three miles before he wiped his forehead sweat.
A man with a head but a mouse head quickly slammed the horse: "The landlord, I didn't expect your old man to have such a big face, so that the immortal teacher can be so polite. If this heroic deed, if it is passed out, it will be enough. This is a thousand miles, who dares to talk to the landlord?"
The white man coughed and slowly, feeling that the old vine cane in his hand was a little lighter, pretending to be a model: "Serve people with morality, serve people with morality."
Chen Pingan looked at the big and small gifts that were piled up at the door, and sighed, and the piece of the weight given by Zheng Dafeng in the old dragon city could come in handy.
Feijian fifteen as a square inch, although it has been used with ease, but in the end is not big enough, no word jade brand as a celestial celestial also has a coveted smashing thing, in fact, extremely rare, only because of Chen Ping’an love the old, has been giving Chen Ping’s violent temperament The ground is hidden. The square inch and the squatting object are praised as "the smallest hole in the sky" by the monks on the mountain. It is impossible to ask for it. Cui Dongshan is a great monk who has walked to the top of the 12th peak.
Feijian fifteen is a very special existence.
The ordinary squares and the squats have a key to open the "holes". It is the veins of these objects. It is extremely difficult to crack after being refining, unless it is destroyed by the great power, once it is out of the way, it is inside. At least half of the objects must be destroyed. It may be possible to collapse together with the "dongfu". It is naturally impossible for Zheng Dafeng to give only a slap in the face without giving the key, and to clarify the method of cracking the control and re-refining.
This trip goes to Tianzhu Peak, and there is no wave.
The true foundation of the Daquan dynasty, in fact, because Chen Pingan, has been hurt.
The guardian of the palace, Li Li, Shen Guogong, the great emperor Liu Wei, the grass wood Xu Tong, will plant Xu, sitting in the Jingjing City for many years, the gentleman Wang Hao.
All the way to the north, Chen Pingan carrying a bamboo box, holding money to carry a mountain stick, wrapped in a mess, and a forehead on the forehead of a treasure tower.
Lu Baixiang waisted to stop the snow, holding a few pieces of chess in his hand, screaming.
On the right side of the cockroach, there is a lot of madness in the ranks of the product, and there are a lot of eyes, which is a bit more scent than the woman’s sword fairy who was originally out of the scroll.
Zhu Xuan likes to read while walking, and he is wondering when he saves money. The old guy doesn't look at the ground when he walks. Why don't he fall and die?
Wei Wei was idle, and when he was walking, he used the six steps of Chen Ping’s. Chen Ping did not say anything about it.
Tianzhu Peak is the highest peak of Cingjing Mountain in the north of Daquan. The peaks of Qingjing Mountain are long, and the forest is especially green and verdant. It is far better than other places.
There is a three-step ladder in the Tianzhu Peak. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there is a Qinghu Palace on the top of the mountain. It is only the people who practiced here, and they are isolated from the outside. They never get involved in the city, and they refuse to go to the mountain. In addition, there are many wild beasts in the Qingjing Mountain, and there is no direct road to the Tianzhu Peak. The existence of the Qinghu Palace has always been cloud-covered, and the wilderness of the wilderness does not dare to approach the Tianzhu Peak. The old man said that it is easy to hit the wall. It is on the mountain. The gods do not want to be cheesy.
A group of people walked on the Qingjingshan Trail.
Although the grass raft is the first martial art in the name of Daquan, any place with a cross-state ferry should not be underestimated.
Even if the Tianzhu Peak is definitely not comparable to the hanging mountain and the old dragon city, it is definitely not comparable to the grass.
Chen Pingan reminded Wei Wei of a few words.
The four people in the picture are all talented and talented, naturally aware of the importance.
The Jiuzhou Immortal Book, which was purchased from the Hanging Mountain, has a female fairy dressing table that specifically mentions Tianzhu Peak. Although it is a few words, it is also extremely expressive and curious.
The tired and half-dead money suddenly looked up and was surprised: "Look and see, there are boats in the sky!"
Chen Pingan reached out and pressed the finger of the money, whispered: "The mountain kisses you, you forgot?"
Don’t hesitate to hurry and take a look at the chest:
It’s definitely not going to be next time!

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Even if you have the next time, it doesn't matter, you are still small, but I said so, you can't relax."
The money is bright and smiling. "I am eleven years old next year, but it is not small."
Chen Pingxiao asked: "Then you come back to my bamboo box?"
I lost my money and said: "But I am only ten years old this year."
Chen Pingan knocked on a chestnut.
The money dexterously escaped, moved a few steps, and laughed.
Zhu Hui smiled and looked at the two.
Tianzhu Peak, a peak is high, and the surrounding peaks are like a low eyebrow.
So it is very eye-catching, just starting to cloud the fog near the top of the mountain, can not see the specific scene over there.
It is roughly after entering the Tianzhufeng boundary, after passing through a stone arch bridge, the bottom is the creaking clear stream, swimming fish leisurely.
Chen Pingan just stopped on the bridge and looked south.
After climbing, I don’t know when it will be next time to step on the land of Tongyezhou.
Fusong Zong has a strange and screaming sky street. After the big demon is chaotic, is it gone?
The foreign-funded teenager who broke through the big conspiracy, will he change from a mud leg to another person like himself?
On the other side of the Eagle Fort, the platform can be effective on the balcony. Why did you secretly stop the narrow knife worth 20 rains and secretly put it into his bag? At that time, Chen Pingan saw that Lu Tai had received three Tao Xingyang disciples as his famous disciples. He still didn't quite understand Lu Tai's phrase "not near evil and not knowing good". Now I understand some of them.
After Zhong Kui is still not a gentleman of Dafu College?
The female crown Huang Ting chasing the back of the sword, will it be another creation?
After the return of the Yugyin ancestor, the spring tide of the Huanfufudi, became the master of the entire Yunbu Fudi, is it called Jiang Shangzhen?
Are there any more incense in the incense of the Biyun Temple and the Buanhui Water Temple?
Has Daquanjingjing City ushered in the first winter snow this year?
Cao Qing is in that small house, is a person doing well? Mr. Xue’s knowledge is not big? Will you teach him something other than books?
On the bridge, Lu Baixiang saw Chen Ping’s stop and followed the bridge.
Chen Pingan looked into the distance, and the black charcoal girl looked up at Chen Ping, who was not quite the same as usual.
Zhu Xuan began to read the book when he was empty. When he saw Qian Ping, he took a heel and wanted to see what the crazy old man was watching all day long. He was sneaky and unspeakable.
Zhu Xuan is a slap in the face of the money head, gently pushed open.
Asked for money: "Is it written in the book?"
Zhu Chuan answered the question, "I didn't write it, it was some old story."
Asking the money to ask the bottom, "How old is the story?"
Zhu Shouhe laughed and said: "For your young baby, you are not old-fashioned, and you are all fresh. Only the story in the book, those sorrows and joys, the paper looks smooth, light and light. I have seen it, and I will soon forget it. But people are alive, hungry and screaming, blisters on the soles of the feet, and a punch and a swollen face are all real."
The money frowns: "Do you want to say something? Can you talk well, learn more from the old Wei, do you not?"
Zhu squinted and looked at the little girl holding the scepter, and smiled and said: "The biliary fat is a lot."
Qian Qian smiled back two steps and waved: "Not fat or fat, just my small body, thin and stunned."
Zhu Zhe closed the book and complained: "Give you a stir, the smothering and smothering of the book, so boring, not watching."
The money is foggy. "The people in the book are very happy to kill? Is it so great that my sister and my elder sister are outside the temple?"
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Zhu Chuan took away the incredibly unusual book. After holding his hands, he shook his head and smiled: "The ratio is not to be compared."
I feel that this kind of flattering is very fascinating, and I turned to smile at the right side of the fairy sister.
隋 Turned to the right and walked straight down the stone arch bridge, eyes are not bothered.
Some money is wondering, I thought this stinky girl is eating the wrong medicine today?
Lu Baixiang still smiles lightly and gently, and the scenery here is pleasant. If he can practice his own practice in the future, he should also find such a picturesque Feng Shui treasure.
Chen Pingan did not pay attention to the money.
When you arrive at the old dragon city in the southernmost part of Baojuan, you can see the Fan II, as well as Mrs. Gui, who has a gentle temperament, and of course Zheng Dafeng, who has a dusty drug shop.
Go north again, go to Dahao Haoxia Xu Yuanxia, ​​Xu Da Ge's hometown, find him and Zhang Shanfeng, tell them how much wine they have drunk this time, and if they can count them, even if he is safe to lose!
I have to go to Shuji Lake to see how the small snot worms of Gu Yu are. When they meet, will they become the disciples of the disciples of the Xian family, and they will never be the oil bottle behind their ass?
Go to Datunshan Cliff College, where there are Li Baobo, Li Wei, Lin Shouyi, Yu Lu, thank you.
Of course, there is also a disciple Cui Dongshan.
It is estimated that this trip will come down, and the five-year period will be almost arrived. At that time, you can return to your hometown, walk into the mud bottle lane and walk up the Luoshan Mountain.
Jinwo Yinwo is not as good as its own grass nest, not to mention its own home, but it is really not a grass nest.
Only when we truly walked through the outside world, we know that today’s Longquan County boundary is what is suitable for spiritual practice. The mountains and rivers are forcibly intercepted by the Dahao Dynasty in the mountains of the original place. It can be said that each one is covered with water. After the tour of the palace.
Tianzhu Peak Qingyang Palace has six pillars of the main hall. The incense is dedicated to the sacrifices. There are various Taoist gods. The couplet on the main pillar of the main hall is known as a must. It is nearly 400 words. It has the reputation of
the immortal book list
. There is a huge stone wall on the right side of Qingyang Palace. It is a natural and vivid dragon rain cloth. The left wing is close to the cliff. It is the most famous fairy dressing table. It is rooted in an ancient vine rooted cliff with lush foliage. It has been spreading and hanging down, and it is as long as a hundred feet. It is like a fairy in the sky. It uses the sea of ​​clouds as a stream to wash a blue silk that is hundreds of feet long.
The head of the Qingyang Palace, Lu Yi, is an old Yuan Ying who is deeply committed to practice and unreasonable. His reputation is not obvious, and this life only focuses on the alchemy. In the eyes of the practicing qi in the mountains, it belongs to the most extreme "literary repair". The force is extremely inconsistent with the identity of the Yuan Ying. In the central part of Tongyezhou, some Jindan Dixian who are good at killing are not taking the Qingyang Palace seriously, because the scale of the Xianjia Ferry in Tianzhu Peak is not small, and there are often immortals. Therefore, the practicing spirits of Qingyang Palace did not suffer much.
Yesterday, Qingyang Palace came to a guest who was older than Tianda. After the name was reported, the disciples of Shanmen rushed to report. Lu Hao actually risked the destruction of the medicinal herbs, left the Dan furnace room and personally accompanied the big one. The monk strolled around the peak of Tianzhu, fighting and sweating. It’s no wonder that Lu Yi’s low stance is a small gesture. It’s really that Qingyang Palace provoked the other’s ancestral gates in the early years. After all, Qingyang Palace is closer to Tongye Zong, and Tong Yezong is the Tongye Zhou’s fairy keeper, often with disciples down the mountain. During the practice, passing through the ferry, there is a long-lost dragon elder in the Qingyang Palace. In a conflict, a rumored priest, Ye Zong, a rumored little fairy, originally this is nothing, human nature, where? Knowing that the young five-year-old monk who was humiliated by the Qingyang Palace was actually a disciple of Yugui, who was not exposed to the mountains, and the key was that the surname was Jiang!
Yu Guizong surnamed Jiang, who has money. Why is there money? The caves of the caves are all ginger, can you have no money?
At that time, the Jiang’s children did not scream and kill, but they took a lot of money and booked a quota for all the ferries in the Tianyue Ferry for a whole month, making hundreds of Tong Yezhou practicing the spirits, staying in the Qingjing Mountain, in the Qingyang Near the palace, big eyes and small eyes, after waiting for a month to get off, everyone can't wait to give the Qingyang Palace a smash.
As for the complaining about the young man of Jiang, no one has this courage. Lu Wei was a divine person, and he directly hid the alchemy. After refining a large pot of medicinal herbs, the disciples of the Qingyang Palace were sent out one by one. This did not completely ruin the golden signboard created by the ancestors.
A child of Jiang is so bullish.
Then, when Jiang’s family visits Qingyang Palace, what can Lu Hao do?
At the top of the step called Tiandan Peak, there are two people, Jiang Shangzhen and Lu Wei.
Lu Yan tentatively asked: "I really don't have to let the children of Qingyang Palace go down the mountain and help the seniors to meet those guests?"
Wan Lijun rushed from the west sea of ​​Tongyezhou to the north of this great spring, Jiang Shangzhen, silent, unpredictable.
Lu Hao only felt miserable.
Is it difficult to be a landslide and a fight? Xiaoqing Qingyang Palace, where can it stand up to Jiang Shangzhen’s one-footed and one-shouldered sleeve?
Lu Yan can only pray that the ancestors will be blessed.
It is really difficult to get along with this unpredictable sect of the Upper Five Kingdoms. Lu Yan is very emotional. After the gods leave the Qingjing Mountain, they must retreat to a spirit, otherwise they will be wronged.
Lu Yan carefully asked: "Or will the old people personally go down the mountain to meet?"
Lu Yan felt that he was a Yuan Ying, and he bowed his knees to this part. The owner of Jiang’s family wanted to read some incense.
Jiang Shangzhen said indifferently: "Do you match?"
Lu Yan’s knees are soft.
My Qingyang Palace is in danger!
Jiang Shangzhen burst into laughter and patted the shoulders of Lao Yuanying. "Haha, make a joke, don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. As long as it is smooth today, the previous thing that you smashed in the Qingyang Palace will not be written off, I am ginger. Then buy the most expensive remedy with you for one hundred furnaces."
Lu Yan swallowed and had to make a laugh.
Jiang Shangzhen shouted: "It’s really refreshing to say these three words."
On the bridge.
Zhu Xuan also walked through the stone arch bridge and stood with the right side of the raft.
Therefore, there is only Chen Ping and the money left on the bridge.
After Chen Ping’s return to God, he squatted on the railing and explored his head, seemingly looking for something.
Money is jumping, curious asking: "What to look for?"
Chen Pingan said: "I want to see if there is a hanging sword at the bottom of the bridge."
I saved my money and straightened my waist. I began to use her assault. "Where can I see it on the bridge, I will go to the bottom of the bridge to help you find it!"
Chen Pingan smiled and stood up, rubbing her little head, "No need."
Money is looking up and full of doubts.
Chen Pingan looked down at her eyes.
With money and eyes wide open, I am so hard. "Give me, is there really money in my eyes?"
Chen Ping stunned, patted her head, pointed at the end of the bridge, and smiled: "Go, let's cross the bridge and start climbing."
The money was awkward, and the package was upside down, waving the mountain stick, and swaying down the stone arch bridge.
Chen Pingan closed his eyes and remembered that when he was a teenager, he sat on the bridge in his hometown and saw another bridge after his dream.
Gold, very long.
Yunhaiyu, looking to the left, sunrise sea, turn right, the moon falls to the west.
Chen Ping’s eyes closed like this, from the end of the inconspicuous stone arch bridge under his feet, striding to the other end.
In a white coat, the mountain wind blew, and the double sleeves were swaying.
The money just jumped down the steps over the bridge, turned to look at it, his eyes lit up, and the old-fashioned Qiu Qiu said: "I am a true god."