Chapter 446: Wind and snow

When it is snowing, it is especially cold.
Either the roads on the official road are muddy, or the snow on the secluded road is deep, stepping on it and rustling.
Moreover, according to the calculations of several monks in the Shuji Lake, at the end of this year, there will be a bigger snow in the land of the Shuji Lake, and in addition to the Shujian Lake, the snow that has never happened in a hundred years will also cover the country. A few of the Zhu Ying dynasty genus, the Shuji Lake monk is naturally happy to see it, several 藩 countries may be sinned, that is, do not know the three heavy snows after winter, will not invisibly block the horseshoe The speed of the south has given the Zhu Ying Dynasty, the first time since the founding of the country, to win more gasping opportunities.
It’s just that these world trends are not related to the daily life of the stable monks in the mountains. After all, the
world
has the mountain and the mountain.
In the main hall of the Lingguan Temple, Zeng Yi went to pick up firewood around and lit a bonfire.
Chen Pingan is still wearing a thick cotton gown. It is no different from Qingxia Island. It is no longer a sword. Instead, it uses the sword to create the wrong style. It will be a homemade bamboo knife and purchased from Chishuicheng. The big imitation channel Huang Jian, who was crying on the street, was hanging on the side of the waist.
The two people ate dry food. This tour was the first time that Zeng Yi’s life went abroad. Therefore, compared to Chen Ping’s quiet and silent, the young mind of Zeng Wei, it’s inevitable that there will be some joy, and after a pass, he will submit to the Shijiaguo border soldiers. The genealogy issued by the ancestral hall of the island of the island can make Zeng Yi feel fresh, but he does not dare to show it. Mr. Chen’s heart is very heavy. Zeng Yi is not a scorpion. This is a world-famous one. Zeng Yi still has it.
The two have few words.
After Chen Ping had eaten the dry food, he began to spread out a map of the state of the country. Now the southern part of the country is okay, only the sparsely smashed iron squad rides on the cavalry, Chen Ping and Zeng Yi I have seen it twice, but in fact, the south has not yet been affected by the war, and there have been signs of chaos, such as the Lingguan Temple where the two are in, is an example.
This is a long-unrepaired old Lingguan Temple. It is slightly dilapidated. According to the explanations of the nearby villagers, the old temple that rules the incense is wishing to die in the autumn of this year. The county must have chosen a new temple. Said that as long as the person chooses to be innocent, and there is a priest who is in charge of the signature of the Taoist priest, the state and county will nod. This little sesame thing, there is no need to trouble the capital ritual, but when the savage savage comes, the world is very chaotic, After all, the ordinary people fled, and they will return to their hometown afterwards. The court will not blame the sins. But the temple wishes this kind of chicken ribs, but it is similar to the magistrate, and bears the words "staying the soil and being responsible", so the county magistrate originally intended The two candidates, even if the county has retreated a big step, privately stated that they don’t need to spend money to deal with a certain high-ranking priest in the county. They are still unwilling to take office. Dragging, it is estimated that waiting for the big man who has already surrounded the Shijiaguo capital city, freed his hand, and then went south. This incense-filled Lingguan Temple, the incense of next year is completely unsuccessful.
In the chaos.
The ordinary people are self-satisfied, where they can get into the temple to worship the fragrance, they have enough to eat, it is good to care about the clay sculpture of the gods, do not eat enough, this is human nature.
Chen Pingan handed the bamboo box to Zeng Yi’s piggyback, and placed the ghost road magic weapon that came from the Qingku Island’s secret warehouse, and
under prison
.
As for Yu Yu’s visit to Qingxia Island, the superior spirit of the imitation glazed pavilion was sold to Chen Pingan, and Chen Ping’s temporary collection was among the squats. Twelve houses were able to warm the ghosts. At the moment, they are full of souls, full and complete ghosts and ghosts. Except for one of them, the other eleven sinister ghosts are all practicing in the middle of the five-day period, and they are still practicing under the charcoal snow. Heavy, deeper in obsession.
Although Zeng Yi’s qualifications were average and his temperament was dull, he was a tall boy with diligent and diligent eyes and a living. He left the book Jane Lake, and this road went north, and Zeng Yi did not do much.
However, Chen Pingan is not the kind of singer who is used to the jade food. He does not use Zeng Yi to serve, so two people like masters and apprentices who have no masters and apprentices go naturally along the way. The country needs to visit as many as forty places, involving the eight states of Shiki, and the more than 20 counties. The place where Zeng Yi has a headache is that half of the places are located in the northern part of the country, and the soldiers are in a state of chaos. The barbarians dealt with each other, but when they thought that Mr. Chen was a god, Zeng Yi was relieved. The poor boy was taken to the Shuji Lake at an early age. He grew up in Maoyue Island and never traveled with his elders before. He never tasted it. The taste of the immortal on the mountain, with the court and the terracotta warriors, still has a hint of innate fear.
Seemingly childish, in fact, in Chen Ping’s opinion, this is right, otherwise it will encounter the strange iron ride from the far north, which is mistaken for those who are in the middle of Baoguanzhou. Once they have conflict, don’t It is said that Zeng Yi is such a five-day monk, that is, a Jin Dandi immortal who can be above the 10,000 people in the Shimguo country, they must hit the wall in the big iron ride, maybe it is the death of the body. The end.
Regarding this matter, Chen Ping did not deliberately remind Zeng Yi that many seemingly superficial truths must be experienced in person in the end, and they will be profound, at least they should be heard by their own eyes.
Zeng Yi began to practice, and the secret of the fairy family taught by Mr. Chen, breathing and breathing, diligently make up, the more the poor and the white wilderness, the more you can cherish this hard-won opportunity.
Chen Pingan is now difficult to cultivate, and the cultivation of strength is naturally stagnant. The swordsmanship and the aura of reiki are all the same.
Chen Pingan stood up and crossed the threshold and went outside the main hall of the Lingguan Temple, frowning slightly.
There is a veteran old saying in the village that one person does not live in the temple, and the two do not look at the well.
The common people may not really understand the mystery, but the people who cultivate the Tao will feel deeper.
When a person’s heart is in a house, good thoughts are like trees, and distracting thoughts and evil thoughts will flow in, and vice versa.
Pushing the temple and Taoist temples, these places of incense and prosperity are similar. The original gods are ghosts and gods sitting in the town, the rules of the land, once there is no incense, the spirits are scattered, it is easier to provoke the ghosts and sneak peeks.
Many literati's reading pens record a strange thing that happened in a broken temple.
Between the color-clothing country and the grooming country, Chen Pingan encountered a fox charm in the broken temple.
That time, there was a meeting and a parting.
Chen Pingan bowed his hand and gently exhaled a white mist, and his hands and feet warmed each other. When he thought about it, he closed the door, so as not to disturb the practice of Zeng.
Zeng Yu’s heart is simple, but on the way to repairing the road, it is not strong enough, and it is easy to be distracted. So, tonight, the reason for quenching the aura and warming up the gas, just opened the head, it will be interrupted, only have to come back again, one or two. It doesn't matter, the number of times is too much. Once you have formed a trajectory that has never been noticed by yourself, it is a big trouble, people's inertia, greed, etc., and it is so much. It seems to be quietly born, and it is just in the eyes of others. It has already been traced.
Therefore, in the early period of Zeng Yi’s practice, Chen Pingan had to worry more and take care of some teenagers.
Although not a master, it is quite like a guardian.
Thinking of this, Chen Pingan laughed dumbly.
Chen Ping’s not only did not feel heavy, but it was a bit easier. It was probably a reminder of some happy things in the past. So unconsciously, it was already a brow and a smile.
Come out, I know your existence. This one Although the Lingguan Temple has been immersed in the incense, it has already been hidden for a long time. The spiritual official has only a divine character, which is not enough for it to be sheltered, but you have no complaints. Well water does not make river water, it is better than inexplicable to enmity? Once you encounter a temperament temper who is not very good-tempered, spelling the divine consumption, the golden body will be broken, you will be killed. You can be in the main hall Outside eating the remnants of incense, I believe that this sect of the sorcerer may not be angry, the yin and yang are different, the ordinary folks are often yin and yin, but the Taoist priests may not be so, you are dead and saved, this is the meaning of God and opportunity, so You can wander around the main hall to help you maintain a little aura, but the main hall will not go in."
Chen Pingan said that he was patient and careful, because many of the suffocating, hateful or obsessive ghosts and ghosts after death, hey, the cognition of the world is no more than when he was alive. I am afraid that even This kind of Xiaze wilderness is not as good as the next five.
In Chen Ping’s eyes, there are several hidden in the back door of the front hall. The yin winds are not strong. Now it’s cold in the winter, and the people with a little yang, such as the young man, stand in Chen Ping’s. In position, it may not be able to clearly feel the yin of the femininity, but if it is a weak and easy-to-follow world, it may be tempted to invade the body, and it is easy to infect the cold. I can't afford it. In the country, the qi medicine in the local lang does not necessarily work, because the palliative is not a cure, the patient hurts the soul, but some of the sacred gods who are tempted to seduce the gods may be effective.
I don't know if I am jealous of Chen Pingan, or the reason is that the femininity is gradually receding, and I have abandoned the plan to enter the main hall of the Lingguan Temple.
Since they stopped, Chen Ping did not say much more.
The first place they went to on this trip was a fairyland in the small country of Shijiaguo. The woman’s femininity was present in the world. Chen Ping’s opinion often asked their opinions. It can also be temporarily placed in a fox-eye beauty paper from the Qingfeng City Xu’s hand in the hands of Chen Ping’s hand. The woman with a beautiful and charming face is placed in a squat or Chen Ping’s sleeve in the daytime, and can appear at night. They can follow Chen Ping and Zeng Yi to travel together.
Twelve fox fur beauty papers, like the inn, are now in the middle of it, and used to be the stone people of the country, so when it is night, when there are no one, Chen Ping will take out the paper, will The traps they live in are taken out, but they need to spend some snow money on them. Otherwise, the paper will close, which will make them unable to return to the sun. They can’t look at the moving world and the frozen objects. After the snow scenery.
If it is the usual night, Chen Ping and Zeng Yi are all around, really Yan Yan, Yan Yanyan, very lively, among the twelve sheets of paper, even if there are some women who do not like to communicate, but this way has been together for a long time. There are a couple of close-knit women's ghosts around them, each holding a group, chatting with some boudoir speeches. As for the avenues and practice, there will be no more words, more unhelpful, and sad.
As for why they appeared tonight, Chen Pingan asked them to return to the paper, because they had to stay at the Lingguan Temple overnight, and to follow the customs, do not offend these temples, have a few women who are more courageous, and make fun of and blame. Chen Pingan came and said these rules, the local people would be gone. Mr. Chen was worshipped as a of Qingxia Island. Wherever he needed to pay attention, the gods of the small Lingguan Temple dared to walk out of the clay sculpture, and Mr. Chen called back. Only Chen Ping insisted that they could only return to the fox fur paper that Xu made carefully.
At this moment, Chen Ping was standing in the corridor. The main hall behind him was enshrined with a red-faced scorpion and a yellow-robed gold armor. He held the iron whip and the golden chicken was independent.
According to legend, it is one of the more than 200 orthodox spiritual officials recorded by Taoism.
There is a very fascinating rumor that has spread in the vast world for nearly a hundred years. Most of them are the immortals of the Five Masters and Liu Zhimao, and they are qualified to hear.
That is one of the three Taoist masters of the previous session of Bai Yujing, who has a true invincible reputation. He proposed the genus of five hundred spiritual officials, all of the three worlds, even the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Master. Even if it was not a disciple, no matter the other two teachers or the students of the hundreds of families, they all had the opportunity. Once they had enough merit and good fortune, they were able to return to their place and eventually accompany them in the Lingguan Hall, one of the five cities of Baiyujing. Enjoy endless incense.
So let go of the more than two hundred "spirits of the priests", which means that there are still half of the gods. The destiny is returned, and the emptiness is waiting.
Chen Pingan stepped down the steps, pinched a snowball, and gently tamped it with his hands. He did not go to the front hall, but walked in the courtyard between the two temples.
This is probably also the well water does not make river water.
Chen Pingan thought about some things.
Nanpo Weizhou, Tongyezhou and Fuyaozhou, three continents closest to the hanging hills, the treasures were born, and the heroes fought. Du Fu’s flight failed, and the glass of gold was scattered. This is a big opportunity. The rumors have caused many competitions for the five-level monks on Baoliangzhou.
Then there are five hundred spiritual officials.
This is the real world.
Among them, Chen Pingan also personally experienced the chaos of Tongyezhou. He was slightly smashed and pond fish. Fortunately, it was not a life-threatening worry, but the Taipingshan "Young Taoist" who handed out a piece of Zushitang jade brand was counted badly.
Qu Kui is therefore a devil, and lost the identity of a gentleman.
Above the avenue, the danger is dangerous, but Xuanzhi is more mysterious. It lies in the coexistence of risks and opportunities. It is a fish in troubled waters, profitable, even a night of riches, far more than a hundred years of accumulation, or a loss of the road, a loss of power, in the final analysis, it depends The person who cultivated the Tao is not high in his own work. Under the general trend, the Taipingshan Zhongkui is so, and the Tongye Zong Duyu is also the same, and will not distinguish between good and evil.
These things, knowing, may not be useful, but knowing the context is definitely better than being in the drum from beginning to end.
Because this is going through the various states and counties in the north and south of the country, Chen Pingan knows a lot about the sacred rivers and lakes and the customs of the country.
Shimguo advocates the Taoist temple and worships a Taoist sect of immortality as the national teacher. The so-called sacred fairy is naturally a side door person who is not among the four main modalities of Taoism. Among them, the ancestral ancestral ancestor has three veins, and the style of the robes is also different, but the head is the same. The crown is the easiest to distinguish. It is the Furong crown, the fish tail crown and the lotus crown. The Taoist ranks in the Daomen, and the Daoguan has many subtleties. In addition, it is the dragon and tiger mountain of Zhongshen Shenzhou, which belongs to the local Taoist forces in the world.
It is said that this time blocking the south of the barbarians in the north, the guardian of the real people in front of the array of calls for the rain, the beans into soldiers, to protect the capital without losing, do not hesitate.
In addition to these papers from the Liujiadao Xianjiatun newspaper, Chen Pingan also made a special trip to the banquet in Chishuicheng, and found an opportunity to banquets for the two brothers of Gu Yu, the one who fled for nearly a year. Han Jingling, the prince of the country, and the yellow crane of the son of the generals of the country.
Chen Ping asked more, talked shallowly, and was polite.
Although Han Jingling is the Royal Highness of the Stone Kingdom, one of the nephews of today’s Majesty, the Tianhuang Guizhen, who has been in the Eighth Classics, has been in Beijing for many years, but he has not yet played, he has found an excuse to leave his own royal kingdom. It is not difficult to guess what kind of temper is roughly refuge in the south. However, it is unpredictable that the big irons ride south, wherever they go, in the northern part of the stubborn country, often the grass is not born, the war is fierce, but the jurisdiction of Han Jingling, because the dragons have no head, they have escaped, no In the territory of the military, Han Jingling has a reputation as a "king of the king" inexplicably, but Chen Pingan knows that this is mostly the clerk of the minister of the dragon who is around Han Jingling, who is helping to make suggestions.
When Han Jingling faced the famous Mr. Qingxia Island accountant, he naturally knew everything, and he couldn’t wait to show his heart and lungs, and gave him a glimpse of Mr. Chen, who was famous several times in Shuji Lake. Shihei National General’s nephew, Huang He, had previously left the Shujian Lake and went to work with his old man who was relying on the big iron ride to plan to support Han Jingling as the new king of the stone. It is said that he has already seen the face of Su Gaoshan, so this is the case. Returning to the book, Jane Lake, Shuicheng, is the news for Han Jingling.
Chen Pingan did not give them the opportunity to be a brother and sister. Of course, Han Jingling and Huang He did not have the courage. However, the mindset and nuances of the two are the same. The former is difficult and the heart is not high. As soon as it succeeds to become the new emperor of Shijiao, what kind of situation will it be, and will regret the humble knees at the Chishuicheng banquet, Han Jingling should temporarily I still can't think of that step, Chen Ping does not care. As for the latter, in the face of Chen Pingan, Huang He is under the look of more humility than Han Jingling, hiding a hint of the gradual tightening of the bowstrings, because the great martial arts generals Sushan, this mountain is like giving They had a great reassurance of Huang, and they really fell into the back of the mountain. Don’t say that they are no longer the little devil, even if it is Chen Pingan, I am afraid that he will meet again in the future. The yellow crane treated with courtesy.
The nuances of these people are eager to move, and Chen Pingan is only silently watching.
As for the Liuxu Island newspaper, the emperor of Shimuguo issued a script, which was announced to the ruling and opposition parties. Among them, the words "the arrogance and the arrogance, the squadrons and the people" were carried out on the father of the Yellow Crane who had been sealed by the first emperor. The conclusion is fixed.
Huang He, who has been giving Chen Ping and Han Jingling with alcohol and less words, only mentioned this matter. His face was swayed and his face was smiling. He said that after his father heard the script, he was not angry. He only said that he was "inflicted". Words.
At the time, Chen Ping looked at the young, angry face and drank a glass of wine alone. At that time, he saw him bring up the wine glass. Han Jingling quickly greeted the yellow crane and toasted together.
There are so many points in total.
Let Chen Ping’s crying and laughing.
This kind of wine table, all his mother's knowledge, the best wine, there is no taste.
After the banquet that seemed to be a favorite of the guests and the joy of the talks, Chen Pingan returned to Qingxia Island alone. For the big martial arts general Su Gaoshan, Chen Pingan once again glanced high. Last time, it was because of the grain Tan Yuanyi’s advance and retreat was lost.
Chen Pingan returned to God.
It turned out that there was a tall femininity wearing a armor on the other side of the front hall. It may have been a school yard with a official body.
The femininity walked out of the front hall, crossed his left foot across the threshold, and held a fist: "This immortal master, we had an offense with our subordinates, and almost disturbed the spiritual master of the main hall, the immortal reminded, save I am quite a lot."
Speaking of this, the pale face of the school, the femininity, smiled, put away his hands, habitually reached out and held the long knife handle.
Whether it is a hyperthyroidism or a sabre, it is the same as the femininity. It is the illusion of all kinds of obsessions.
Looking at the wounded Shiwu national warrior, especially the wounds that were cut by the sabers in the chest and neck, Chen Ping did not really experience the battlefield of the two armies, but he also knew that this person was killed. The sand field, when the four words are vigorous and vigorous.
The femininity looked back at the front hall, and then turned to continue: "The immortal is a mountain man. You may understand the ghosts that we have abandoned in these heavens and the earth. The more we die, the more we think about life, the more we are stronger than the living ones. As long as it can delay the remnant, it will be unscrupulous. Therefore, after the death of the war, I and my fellow countrymen will die, the ghosts will not scatter, and the rest of the night, all the way to the south, come here, some brothers can not support, in the middle of the road has been scattered, Some of them have come to their hometowns. They have seen their wives and children, mostly in the places of ancestral halls and ancestral graves. They are safe and secure, but many brothers are getting more and more enchanted. They want to swallow their yang as long as they meet the living at night. Or, depending on the local Lingguan Temple, there is no place where the gods are sitting in the town. Regardless of it, it is extremely difficult to restrain the meal, and it is getting harder and harder..."
Chen Ping nodded and asked: "Dare to ask the general. If someone in the gown wants to do this, for example, if the masses are half-way, the bargains can't stop, how should the generals be?"
This is a very awkward problem.
The military commander gently pushed the scabbard and was full of pain, but he did not hesitate. "This has to ask my knife, I can't promise it! We were the defenders of the defending country before we died. Then there is no way to report to the country, but if you die, you have to kill the people and pass me first."
The military smother took a deep breath and grinned. "Speaking is not afraid of the teacher's jokes. All the way down the south, a brother returns to the countryside, we also from the earliest people in the eyes of the Yin soldiers, more than 600, to less than ten today. Instead of ruining any ordinary people in the Yang Dynasty, we have cleared up nearly a hundred wild ghosts in the mass graves. It is a pity that the monks in our army are running faster than one. It’s so bad that I didn’t have time to ask after I died. I don’t know if we can eliminate the evils for the people. Can we give the brothers a yin and a good life in the next life?

Chen Pingan first handed his fist to the ceremony and then closed his hand. With unquestionable firm tone, Shen Sheng said: "The world is selfless, but the humanity has a good way. I believe that the generals and the robes will have a shadow and a shadow, so they can shelter themselves. Huize family descendants!"
As soon as the military commander heard the words of the singer’s singer, an iron-clad sand field warrior actually went to tears on the spot and turned his head.
I heard no, I didn’t lie to you!

On the back door of the front hall, a martial arts officer appeared, each holding a fist, I do not know to thank the military commander who died and died, or to thank the young man in the blue cotton gown.
When the heavens and the earth are cold and frozen, when the mountains and rivers of a country are shattered, their bodies and iron armor creak.
In the darkness of the night, Chen Pingan took out the pen and paper, and recorded the names and birthplaces of the more than 600 feminines in the military, and said that there would be friends in the future to hold two Sundays and water and land. Dojo, he can give it a try and help their names be listed. During the period tonight, Zeng Yi, who had come to an end to practice, opened the main hall and gave Chen Pingan and the ten-year-old squadron a helping hand. Chen Ping’s Bao Ping Chau Yan Yan was of course extremely familiar, but for the Shujian Lake. It is not unfamiliar to the monks of the Zhu Ying Dynasty who used to be used by the monks and the people. However, when the military commanders took the accent around the country, it was a headache, and they had just been able to "match the bridge."
Before he was busy with the humming, Chen Ping was able to record all the names.
For the femininity, the is not necessarily retreating. Some ghosts with strong yin, as long as they are not at noon when the sun is exposed, may be as smooth and unobstructed as the white pheasant walks in the sun, but the is resting and the rest is similar. The sunrise of the living is almost instinctive.
The stone surnamed Wei, who died in the National Day, after Chen Ping’s collection of paper and pen, said that he was leaving immediately, and wanted to go to Chen Lingshi’s place outside the Lingguan Temple. Chen Ping’s certainly would not refuse.
After walking through the front hall, the two men smirked and said: "Chen Xianshi is a foreigner's genealogy teacher? Otherwise, our official words here will not be so oyster."
Chen Ping nodded and said: "From the north."
The military commander subconsciously licked his neck and smiled: "Even if it comes from a big brother, it doesn't matter. I have to admit that the big iron ride is really...very powerful. On both sides of the battlefield, the two sides do not need to go to the battlefield with the military monks. I don’t think it’s necessary, I don’t dare to send it to death, I’m killing it, it’s almost the same strength, but the battlefield situation is completely one-sided, or the big warrior, the reason for our fight against the horse, the field battle, and the momentum, let’s go to the country. The death of a soldier is incomparable with others. It is one thing to lose a shackle, otherwise I will not die with my brothers. But then, it is a bit convincing."
Chen Pingan snorted.
The generals stopped their steps. "I don't want to ask anything, but I am not stupid. I know that Chen Xianshi is actually the one who wants to hold the Sunday and the water and land fields. So..."
The military commander gently swayed the armor, and the palm of his hand loosened the handle. He had to kneel on one knee. This great grace, he always had to be a brother, and he said to the on the mountain.
I never thought that he was supported by Chen Pingan, and he could not survive.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "No need to do this, I can't afford this gift."
The military commander had no choice but to give up, jokingly said: "Chen Xianshi, so polite, is it that I want to die again?"
Chen Ping shook his head and said: "Don't dare not."
Chen Ping’s hands clasped his sleeves and looked up. The sky would be light and the night would be thin. He said softly:
General Wei is actually much better than me. I knew how to do the right thing at the beginning, so that’s the right thing. Really good, I am not as aggressive as General Wei, and I am not tired of being involved, but it is also harmful to everyone."
The military commander silenced for a moment and asked: "Why don't you say that you are tired? You are not happy, you still can't say the last one? Where is the 'still hurting others'?" Chen Xianshi, although I am an outsider, this can be It’s not easy to go down all the way, and it’s not easy, especially when it’s against the robe. The sin is really uncomfortable than the knife that I’ve gotten a big ride. It’s hard to feel that when I’m too late, I’m private. Shouting a few brothers who have left the pro-military army, slamming them on a meal, otherwise I will be driving crazy, it is estimated that the brothers have not lost their ingenuity, turned into a devil, I will become the devil of the Quartet. So Chen Xianshi you I shouldn’t think so."
Chen Ping carefully thought about it, and then Yan Yan smiled and said: "Thank you, let Wei General say this, I feel much better."
Wei surnamed Wuha laughed and said: "I am not a general. It is a Wufu from the six-pronged official. In fact, it is still a honour officer. It is only a real power general who runs and avoids the war. I am able to Leading so many brothers..."
Having said that, he gently rubbed his foot and stepped on the snow in the roadside. "It’s just a death, it’s not a feat, it’s a matter of heart."
Chen Ping thought about it and took out a snowflake. "This is the of the mountain. You can take the spirit and keep the spirit. It is the least valuable."
The military commander hesitated a bit, or reached out and took it. He said: "Chen Xianshi can give more. I don't think that the gods are so heavy. After I died, I love money. Under the sun, I don't want to press the hand, is it silver?"
Chen Pingan quickly waved his hand and smiled: "I am now a accountant, doing business, very savvy, I know your native place, not much, it should give you a few nights to travel the gods, the door is clear ""
Wei surnamed Wu will laugh.
Okay.
Under the sun, there are still businessmen who are afraid that others will not know that they are "smart"?
Chen Pingan asked: "Since General Wei was born in a health center on the northern border of the country, is it intended to send the brothers to the end, and then return to the north alone?"
In fact, Wei’s general, who was only in his early thirties, shook his head.
You don’t have to go back. You’re going to go early, and you don’t have a wife or a child. The people you know in your hometown are dead. The Emperor’s Majesty’s mass transfer last year. The army, in addition to the north side of the army, the bones were hard, and some of the side-runners who dared to fight and can fight hard, mostly gave them to the north. As for the power of the town like Huang’s in the south, they shouted, but they just shouted. This is not a rebellion. We have a knife on our waist. In fact, I know very well that the bones of our country are completely defeated by the big iron ride."
Chen Pingan slowly said: "If General Wei wants to, after you have done everything, go to the Shuhu Yunlou City alone and look for a sword called "Duohuo". If Duohu is not in the city. Go to the Liu of Meizi Lane and let them introduce it to you. Take the boat to take you to Qingxia Island. If you are a tiger, you will be a friend of Chen Ping, and you will arrive at Qingxia Island. Since someone will receive it, you can live in the gate of Qingxia Island, stay in the house of Zeng Yi, and wait for us to return. If General Wei is willing, I can write a letter and give Wei General a token. ""
Wei surnamed Wu said with a smile: "Is Chen Xianshi or a friend around him, proficient in the law of ghosts? I intend to train me into a ghost? Chen Xianshi has great grace for me, I will have this question, otherwise I will not open it. This mouth, big mouth promised to go down, when I wandered around, but I didn’t go to the Shujian Lake, but I also hoped that Chen Xianshi Haihan. To be honest, there is no interest in playing and killing, if you can, even if it is One day a day waiting for the soul to fly, but also to accept the fate. Chen Xianshi’s great grace can only hope that the next life will come back."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Although I know some ghosts and secrets, I also have two magic weapons that are suitable for ghosts and feminines, but I don't want General Wei to use them for me. I just don't want Wei General to dissipate in the world. The island of the gorge, if you want to stay in the future, as long as you trust me, it will be decided by General Wei. Even if General Wei wants to be a ghost, I will not nod my head. This is both abusive and insulting."
Wei surnamed Yinqiu fist: "So, I am relieved. I live a few days to earn a few days. As for the consumption of Chen Xianshi, I am still a shameful thing. I have the opportunity to return to my next life! If there is no chance, then Chen Xianshi, the accountant, is not smart enough!"
Chen Pingan took off the sword and took a drink.
It’s hard not to refresh, but to drink.
Going back to the Lingguan Temple, Chen Pingan wrote a letter and handed it to a yang yang light lamp symbol, and a small booklet made from a purple bamboo, all handed over to Wei’s general, and finally secretly smuggled him. A small summer money.
After doing this, the sky is bright.
All femininity temporarily inhabits the front hall of the Lingguan Temple.
Chen Ping returned to the main hall, and Zeng Yi had packed up his luggage and carried a bamboo box.
Chen Pingan clung to the painted idol and whispered apologetically: "Tonight we are both here, and there are sinister soldiers in the front hall, and there are many harassment."
Zeng had to sue with his fists.
When they walked out of the main hall and passed through the front hall, the Wei surnamed Wei just sent the two men to each other and did not feel much gratitude.
After leaving the Lingguan Temple, I continued to go north and hurry. The two walked in the snow. Zeng said softly: "Mr. Chen? Can you ask a question?"
Chen Pingzheng bent over and grabbed a handful of snow. He washed his face and smiled. "Let's talk."
Zeng Wei asked: "For no reason, Mr. Chen, do you want to pay for it again and again? On Maoyue Island, Master and everyone have said that we practiced people, the most costly, small things. I don’t know how to be frugal, and I’m destined to have no big future in this life.

Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Do you think I have a big future now?"
Once he scratched his head: "Of course! Mr. Chen is already a big monk in the top!"
Chen Pingan said: "This is not the case. Anyway, I am already a big monk in your eyes. Sometimes it is not frugal once, and the relationship is not big."
Mr. Zeng always feels that Mr. Chen, who has always been sincere and sincere, actually deliberately did not give himself a thorough explanation on this issue. He just saw that Mr. Chen was not willing to elaborate, and Zeng Yi did not have the intention to go to the bottom.
Chen Pingan said with emotion: "Last night we borrowed the Lingguanguan Temple. Do you know the origin of the spiritual officials? What are the duties of these gods?"
Zeng Jun shook his head and said: "Only listening to Master said that it is a Taoist god, more distant than the origin of the landscape gods."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "There is a saying that there is a in the first three feet. I have heard of it. Lingguan, once was one of the gods who misappropriated the merits and negligence of everyone. Although this is not very effective now, but this is not very effective, but I feel that it is better to believe this than to believe it. The people are good. We are all so-called spiritual people. If you are in the heart, you are not afraid of it. In the end, I am afraid that the wicked are afraid of evil spirits. I don’t think so. But this is my own opinion, Zeng Wei, you don't have to care too much about it, you have heard it."
Zeng Yi nodded: "Then I remembered it first. Maybe it will be used someday."
Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at Zeng, and smiled.
Zeng Yi is a little embarrassed, "Mr. Chen, I said the wrong thing?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and slowly moved forward. "No, you are very good. Some truths are used to live, and to help yourself to live better, and some are used for peace of mind. As for what reason Better, more suitable for the moment, depending on each person's own family and mood, anyway, I think it is useful. You will know the reason of the size in the future, when you encounter something, take it out, think about it, then make decisions."
Zeng Yi sincerely said: "Mr. Chen, there are so many truths."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "In the future, such a fart is less, you are always missing the side of your husband, Mr. Chen."
Zeng Yi carried a large bamboo box and turned sideways. He smiled cheerfully: "Now I can only accompany Mr. Chen, so I have to talk more about these sincere words, so that Mr. Chen has not heard from people for too long. If you are flattering, you will not adapt to it."
Chen Pingan smiled and narrowed his eyes. He suddenly squatted down and skillfully grasped a small snowman of slap-sized size and placed it on the bamboo box behind Zeng, watching the tall boy smog.
Chen Pingping clap his hands. "I will take a boxing fist. I will take a punch every six steps. You can learn with me, but you can learn to punch. You must ensure that the snowman on the bamboo box cannot be dropped. Come down. I will teach you three times, then the next way, if you have nothing to do, follow this boxing. I don’t force you, you don’t have to force it, it’s a small way to get bored.

After Chen Pingan, Zeng Yi was drilled three times to walk through the pile. Zeng Yi concentrated on the footsteps of Chen Pingan and the last punch.
Chen Pingan looked in his eyes and let Zeng Yi walked by himself.
It’s flat and stable, and it looks like a lot better than the straw-shoe boy in the mud bottle lane.
Can Chen Ping’s heart sigh, seeing the fist is not known, three years without getting started.
Zeng Yi’s practice of boxing and punching is far less than that of the thin-skinned boy who was standing in front of himself with a hatchet.
However, this is not a matter of concern. Just like Chen Pingan said, I just let Zeng Yi find something to do. I have to save myself with my eyes and eyes. After all, those fox fur beauty papers can not be taken out often, and Chen Peace is also a matter of fear of women who are more and more temperate and speechless. It’s just a matter of teasing Zeng Yi, one by one, secretly betting, and crippling yourself to send the autumn wave. What are they not humiliating? How many rivers and lakes have I seen in the sinister and violent storms?
After all, Zeng Yi was a practicing martial artist who was cultivated in Maoyue Island. He was physically strong, so he only had to take the form of the 撼山拳. As long as Chen Ping’s peace was not broken, Zeng Yi felt very satisfied and placed it behind his back. The little snowman above the bamboo box has never fallen to the ground.
After Chen Ping’s three sets of boxing, he will not continue to walk, and from time to time he will take a look at it.
The two were preparing to sleep in a wilderness in the evening, as long as there was no snow, it did not matter.
Chen Pingan took out a fox fur beauty paper, which was inhabited by a woman's femininity named Su Xinzhai.
When she was alive, she was a monk in the Dongfu area. She was a patriarch of the country. Her father was a patriarch. When he was young, he was taken to the sacred sacred sect of the sacred ancestral home of the sacred country, and he took it to the Huangyue Mountain, officially repaired the road, and practiced on the mountain. In the past ten years, I have never returned to the countryside. Su Xinzhai has long had no feelings about the family. My father once went to the foot of Huangtshan Mountain and prayed to see his daughter. Su Xinzhai still closed his door and hoped that his daughter would help his son in the imperial examination. The man who worked hard had to return without success. He was very embarrassed and ugly. It was hard to imagine the words of a biological father. These Susie Zhai, who were secretly followed, really listened to the heart and completely broke the heart. Su Xinzhai, who helped the family once and then really cut off the red dust, returned to the mountain gate.
Su Xinzhai’s last trip down the mountain, together with the two sisters and sisters, was taken away by a dragon gate ancestor of Shuji Lake Suji Island, and finally died in the mouth of the dragon. The other two women were already dead in the scales. The ancestors were on hand.
Su Xinzhai showed up with a woman's appearance painted by fox-skin paper, cleverly smiling and looking forward.
She is one of the twelve female femininity, the most open-minded and detached, and many of the tricks that tease Zeng Yi are her ideas.
If it is not soon to enter the Yellow Fence mountain boundary, Chen Pingzhen really did not dare to invite her out.
Regarding the current situation of Huangyue Mountain, Chen Pingan has already known it, and he said to Su Xinzhai at the beginning.
The teacher who had been obsessed with her heart had died a few years ago, but Huangyue Mountain is still fairly stable. After all, it is only the second-rate fairy house of Shimao, not in the doldrums. In the chaos, it is relatively easy to escape from disasters. The end of the three streams, has long been annexed to the surrounding Xianjia Dongfu, the top-notch top forces, the tree is big, the head is ruined, how to deal with the Shimao State Court or the big iron ride, inadvertently, is the disaster.
There are more than 30 monks in Huangyue Mountain. They belong to the pedigree of the singer and the sorcerer, and there are more than two hundred people.
Su Xinzhai’s last wish is to hope to return to Huangyue Mountain. In the grave of the Master and the Zu Shi Tang, there are no more scent, and there is no need to ask for it. Even the thoughts of living in the prison hall or the imitation of the glazed pavilion are not .
After the emergence of Su Xinzhai, there was no joke or a sir.
Zeng Yi feels strange, but Chen Ping will not.
The situation in the neighborhood is such.
When Zeng Yi saw Su Xinzhai, he was happy.
The mind of the young man is crystal clear.
Chen Pingan knows that Su Xinzhai actually knows, but she pretends to be ignorant, and that girls are more emotional than women who are older, and more particular about love at first sight.
Men see beautiful women and move, women see men handsome and tempted, are bumpy and unbreakable, not worth making a fuss.
Poor Zeng Jun, a tall boy, is better than the situation where Zhu Xifu’s ghosts and horses are far away, but it’s really not good.
When Chen Ping saw Su Xinzhai's frowning, he changed his mind and told Zeng Yi to practice, and then slept for an hour, and even the night.
It’s hard to be able to do something for Su Xinzhai. It’s natural to shoot the chest and shake the sky, and see Chen’s peaceful support, in the end, the chicks that have never flown through the flowers.
However, Chen Pingan gave Zeng Yi an opportunity to walk away alone, leaving Su Xinzhai to be a "guardian" in the practice of Zeng Yu next to the campfire.
Chen Pingan secretly left two flying swords on the other side, and then walked alone on the ridge of the mountain where the snow was loose and occasionally snow fell.
Looking around, I found Su Xinzhai rushing in the skirt and deliberately stepping on the sound in the snow, leaving a long list of footprints behind her, not because she was a monk in the cave, but in the Qingfeng city. As the body of the fox skin of the cash cow, it is not difficult to do this.
The sky is wide and wide, no wonder.
Those who practice, step by step, can always see more scenery than the foot of the mountain.
Su Xinzhai came to Chen Pingan and walked side by side with him. He smiled and said: "Mr. Chen really wouldn't be a matchmaker. Can't you see it? I don't want to be a fool of Zeng Wei?"
Chen Pingan smiled bitterly: "If you don't feel tempted, you won't be tempted. I won't want you to do anything, but you don't want to hurt people's hearts. After that, the girl is clean, but I still have to get along with the stupid boy." Year."
Su Shinsaibashi pretending to be surprised, smiled and said:? "He is such a classic fairy, will care about the mood a little fool, ah do not listen, they beat him well, he played only knew obey, we repair all this wild lake letters, No one remembers, just remember."
Chen Pingwei smiled and said: "I don't care for you."
Su Xinzhai suddenly had to reach out to hold Chen Ping’s arm, and Chen gave him a safe escape. He blinked and said, "Is it not?"
Su Xinzhai covered his mouth and smiled. He bent over and squeezed a snowball. He asked casually: "The little charcoal cage that Mr. Chen carries with me, I can help to make a fire."
Chen Ping shook his head and said: "There is no waste of charcoal. In Qingxia Island, it is not awkward anyway. If you run out of it, someone will help you to add it. Here, if you don't have it, you have to pay for it to go to the market to buy it, but the hand is warm, but Distressed."
Although Su Xinzhai has repeatedly appeared on this road, he has already learned the trick of this accountant, but he still feels fresh and interesting.
She just wanted to hear the answer and asked the question.
Su Xinzhai walked in front of Chen Pingan and then stepped back. He laughed and said: "When you arrive at Huangyue Mountain, Mr. Chen must have eaten a crisp and crispy sweet-scented osmanthus street twist in the foot of the mountain. It is worthwhile. It is best to buy a large sack."
Chen Pingan did not have a good air: "Do you save money?"
Su Xinzhai said with a white eye: "Hey, my Mr. Chen Da, Chen Laoshen, you have all gone so far, and still care about a few silvers?"
Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Is it a girl who can't live, and dare not be honest with Zeng Yi?"
Su Xinzhai was annoyed. He suddenly threw the snowball in his hand and gave it to Chen Ping, who was slightly shackled. Su Xinzhai had to pick up a snowball again. Chen was busy saying: "Hold it, I don’t want to I am misunderstood by my heart."
Su Xinzhai really stopped, jokingly said: "Mr. Chen is difficult for the sea, or is there a thief?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Not enough for outsiders."
Su Xinzhai looked at the eyes of this young man and made a face. "Hey, let's have Mr. Chen, the wood man, really like the girl. Hey, bet and lose."
Chen Pingan laughed.
Finally, Chen Ping asked Su Xinzhai to return to Zeng Yi first, saying that he would have to walk again.
Su Xinzhai made a laugh at the old fox, and I really don’t know how many girls have been harmed by this, so that I can have this thought of dripping.
Chen Pingan is a good word to accept, do not care about her.
Su Xinzhai returned to Zeng Yi and was kneeling beside the campfire.
Chen Ping has not returned for a long time.
After Zeng Yi’s practice was completed, he saw Su Xinzhai, who was there, just a smirk.
After Chen Ping returned, he continued on his way.
As it was near the boundary of the Xianjia Dongfu, Chen Ping did not take out the remaining nine fox fur paper beauty, and the past was the way to the temples of the mountains and rivers, or the two temples of the city and the city.
In fact, one of the books on the Qinghai Island of the Qing Dynasty, there is no need to worry about the small troubles that may arise. In addition, the stone country is close to the lake in the wild, and it is a strange thing for many other small countries. Most of them are not strange. It’s just that Chen Ping’s insistence is that Su Xinzhai and the rest of the nine femininity are just a few words of blame on the mouth, not even complaining, just like being spoiled by an elder.
At dusk, a ghost and two people came to the foothill town of Huangyue Mountain. Before going up the mountain, although Chen Pingan said that he was not willing to spend money, he bought a bag of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, assorted stuffing, the most expensive. One kind, given to Su Xinzhai and Zeng Yi, is indeed crispy and sweet. After eating a few mouthfuls, Chen Pingan turned and went to buy two big bags. The monks did not pay attention, secretly earned income, and saw Su Xinzhai’s smiling face. Chen Pingan turned a blind eye.
The two monks who guarded the gates of Huangyueshan were two lower-level disciples who were not very qualified, one old and one young.
When Chen Pingan took out the auspicious Qingxia Island and offered the jade card, and after roughly explaining the intention, the two were shocked. They didn’t even have the idea of ​​wanting to report at all. They led the three to the mountain. .
Regarding the identity of Su Xinzhai and the two things, Chen Pingan did not hide from Huang Lishan.
The old monk actually remembers the name of Su Xinzhai. After all, she was the pride of Huang Lieshan’s high hopes. It was just a catastrophe in the foothills, so that Huang Lishan not only did not ask for sin, but also sent people to go. The Shuji Lake Suji Island, with the ancestors who are the old gods of the Dragon Gate, pleaded guilty. Of course, there is also the mind that "everything is bad, bad, good", thinking about climbing with Suthepiya, it is also good. The hillside of Huangyue Mountain has a banner that shocks those who are close to the enemy. It was only at the time that Suji Island did not let the Huangyueshan monk walk into the mountain gate. There was no face at all. Fortunately, after the monk returned to Huangyue Mountain, privately, some ambiguous winds were deliberately released, which was still brought to his own teacher. Some real benefits.
Therefore, I heard that the worship of a Qingxia Island came out, and the old monks dared to be slow.
The ancestors of Huangshishan Shimen quickly walked out of the mansion and took several monks in power on the mountain to personally receive the unattainable Chen Da.
For Shimao, there are thousands of islands in the Lake of Shu, and there are tens of thousands of unruly wild repairs. Among them, more than one hundred islands need to remember their names firmly. Among them, there are also green, grain, and scorpio. In the more than ten large islands, you must remember to die. As for the Qingxia Island, a Yuanying ancestor, Jiangjunjun, it is the highest mountain, like the highest land of the world. Huangyue Mountain cannot know. In the last two months of the book, the lake has been surging, but with regard to Liu Zhimao’s success in boarding the throne of the rivers and lakes, in addition to the last sects of the news that are closed and isolated, almost all the monks on the mountain are still well known.
Su Xinzhai saw the face of the familiar Huang Lishan ancestor, tears in full of tears, immediately kneel, crying.
This move scared the ancestors and Huangyueshan people a big jump.
Chen Pingan was worded in euphemism, and he repeated the words that he had said to the monks of Shanmen.
These statements are all thought out by Su Xinzhai himself.
Chen Pingan is just copying it.
After Huang Lieshan learned about the "truth", everyone's heart was relieved. For the little girl who changed the appearance of Su Xinzhai that year, the old ancestor who had never been able to get into the dragon gate, even after the two sides were seated, asked her to ask for help. , some of them are really true and true, and they are not allowed to do so. For Su Xinzhai’s nostalgia, it is even more difficult for a monk in Huangyue Mountain.
Then Su Xinzhai went to the Shanmen Zushitang to worship the incense, which was the incense of the Huangshishan ancestors.
In the end, Su Xinzhai went to the grave of Master. This time, only Chen Pingan and Zeng Yi were companions. She herself refused the Huangshishan ancestor and the other predecessors.
A middle-aged monk looked at the group's far back and couldn't help but whispered softly: "The Chen offerings from the Qingxia Island are really... people can't be seen."
The old ancestor of Huangyueshan smiled and said: "What do you mean by this, is it a boastful or a curse? If you don't have a dedication, then you can't use it. Otherwise, we are going to eat and hang down.

However, the old ancestors quickly smiled and said: "But it's really a man who can't be seen, looks ordinary, and doesn't bring anything half a piece of dazzling magic. If it's not the one that worships jade, it really can't be believed. Such a young monk is already the first-class offering of Qingxia Island! Great, our old bones that have no interest, no way compared to others, no way."
Waiting for what the middle-aged monk wants to say.
The old ancestor glanced at him and shook his head gently. "It’s all like this. Do you need to do more things in Huangyue Mountain? It’s not good to dislike good things, so I’m full of food and do something to add to my work?

The middle-aged monk immediately nodded.
Although he has gone far, Su Xinzhai is keenly aware that Chen Pingan is helpless. He smiles and asks: "What is it? Is the old ancestor on the mountain saying something behind me?"
Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head. "No, I am saying my good words."
Su Xinzhai curiously asked: "Why, if Mr. Chen is young and promising, it is still okay, Mr. Chen can be generous, but if you praise Mr. Chen, he looks handsome, and you can do it. Really."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Sure enough, not a family does not enter a door, your eyes of the Huangyueshan monk, it is almost the same."
Su Xinzhai smiled.
Since then she has gone a bit slow.
Chen Pingan followed suit and slowed down.
In the back of the Huanghe Mountain in the vicinity of the Qinghai Island, there is a place where the aura is still a beautiful place, a grave.
Finished the incense, over the head.
Su Xinzhai did not want to get up for a long time.
In the distance, Chen Pingan grabbed a small amount of soil and gently moved.
Zeng Xiaoyao looked at Su Xinzhai’s figure, and the boy was sad and sad.
After Su Xinzhai got up, wiped the tears and went to Chen Ping’s side. His look was relieved and his eyebrows were no longer.
Chen Pingan lost the soil and stood up.
Su Xinzhai smiled and said: "Mr. Chen can recover the paper."
Chen Ping’s words and thoughts ended. In the end, there was still nothing to say. The fox skins were taken back and collected in the sleeves.
Only in front of the woman to restore the original femininity.
Chen Pingan asked: "I really don't want to live in the fox fur paper? Even if there is a big day and a water and land field, the reincarnation of the reincarnation is still..."
Su Xinzhai has shaken his head. "I don't regret it, not at all."
She stepped back a few steps, facing the accountant who was not as good as the femininity, but smiled and gave a graceful Wanfu.
She turned her head and first smiled at the wet eyes of Zeng Yan: "Stupid boy, follow Mr. Chen later, practice well, remember to be in the middle of the five realms, and then become a land fairy!"
Zeng Hao nodded hard.
Then she looked at Chen Pingan and whispered: "May Chen, I want to make things happen, no worries."
Chen Ping hoarse asked: "Think about it again?"
Su Xinzhai said again: "May Chen, with the favorite girl, the fairy monk."
Chen Pingan took a deep breath and raised his hand and held a fist. "I wish to have a good time with Sue."
Su Xinzhai was full of tears, but he smiled happily: "Millions, when will Mr. Chen not recognize me?"
Chen Ping nodded gently.
Su Xinzhai squinted his head and stared at the young man's eyes. He seemed to be sure if he was lying, and finally smiled. "Ha, I found out that our Mr. Chen is handsome."
Chen Pingan squeezed a smile, trembled and held out his thumb. "This girl is not bad."
Su Xinzhai no longer obsessed, bit by bit, began to fly away, such as a picture of a lady, burning exhausted, ashes scattered, re-homed to heaven and earth.
Chen Pingan waved goodbye to her.
Zeng Yu cried and covered his face.
Finally, Chen Ping took a shot of the teenager's shoulder and said, "Go."
Zeng Yan took his head and nodded slightly.
Chen Pingan whispered: "If there really is such a favorite girl, since this life has not been able to say that she likes her in the end, it doesn't matter. For more than a hundred years, even if you search the world, you have to go see her again. Tell her loudly, I like her. If it is not enough for a hundred years, then try to become a land fairy who fights for the longevity with the heavens and the earth. As long as I still like her at the time, while diligently practicing the monasticism, I will travel thousands of miles and find her millennium.

Zeng Hao suddenly raised his head and choked: "But my qualifications are poor."
Chen Pingan said: "Zeng Wei, before you did not pay far more than ordinary people's efforts, you are not qualified to say that your talent is not good, the qualifications are poor! In this case, you tell others thousands of times a thousand times. I don't care about you, but here, if you want to follow me, you can only say it once!"
I have been devastated.
Chen Pingan took the first step and said the last words to Zeng Jun. "I am waiting for you at the gate of the mountain. Before that, I will go to say goodbye to the Huangyueshan monk. You don't have to follow it. Some words, You can stay alone here. As for whether or not to say it, it doesn't matter. Can you really remember it in your heart for a long time? That is how you like the girl of Su, but you can say something that you may not want to hear right now. Even if you like a few girls in a few months or a few years, I won’t look down on you, but if... If you can always remember Sue, I will definitely look at you. !"
Chen Pingan will once hang a person over there and return alone to say goodbye to the Huangyueshan monk.
Slow down the mountain.
Sitting on the bottom steps at the gate.
Looking around, a tall boy is running down the mountain.
On the Songhe Street, where the power of a state in a country is piled up, there is a very high-rated Ma's Mansion. This is the first-class county of the great family. Later, because of the birth of a good daughter who is more golden than the royal family. This has made the family go a step further. In a large state town, it is very prestigious. It is the thorn-stricken adult who has always been high and proud. On the holidays, he will take the initiative to send people to the Ma’s Mansion.
At the end of the year, this morning, the horseshoe bursts and rang on the bluestone street. Three riders entered the city early and came to Songhe Street.
Since the war has spread to the central part of the Shimbu country, which is only separated by a state, this year's year, Songhe Street is no longer as happy as it was in previous years.
Three riders have been dismounted.
A young man with a bleak look, wearing a blue cotton gown, learned the Ranger hanging sword.
The two men and women around the horse, the woman's figure is wonderful, but unfortunately wearing a hat, covering the face, and a strong boy carrying a bamboo box.
The concierge is a middle-aged man who is not wearing a county magistrate. He yawns and squints at the foreigner headed by him. He is impatient. He only made a shock when he heard that this person came from the Qinghu Island of Shuji Lake. No sleepiness, immediately bowed his head and said that the immortal waited a moment, he went to report with the owner. The porter ran quickly, not forgetting to smile and ask the young immortal to be anxious, he must go back soon.
The house is vast, about half a scent of incense, the sweaty porter, rushing with a thin, white and thin, elegant man.
Behind the two, the old man who is not in a hurry or slow down is not slow, and Mr. Jiaxie looks like.
The woman under the skull hat had already had tears in her eyes, but she bit her lip and did not speak.
Chen Pingan took out the jade card, and the old gentleman took over the hand, both sides of the front and back, all carefully looked at it. Bi Gongbi handed it back to Chen Pingan and whispered: "I don't know that the worship of the immortal is coming, there is a far-reaching welcome.

The Ma’s family, in accordance with the surprise and awe of the heart, quickly invited a group of three people from Qingxia Island who came from afar to enter their homes.
The Ma’s family had originally wanted to open the door to show their sincerity and refused to confess to the young immortal.
In accordance with this Ma's house, Chen Pingan discussed the wording of the sorcerer who was the glory of the year, and the owner of the nearly half-year-old, well-maintained family, opened the door to see the mountain: "Ma Yiyi is at the Shuji Lake, the earliest It was a monk of Songfeng Island. It was cast under a door of an old monk named Shao Dongtian. There was no hope of the road. Later, Ma Yiyi had another chance. He was really able to enter the room on the practice. Fortunately, I was the same as my teacher. So when I went out to travel, I came to see you at Mars."
These words, as a guest, are actually very rude and condescending, which is in line with the tone of a Shu Shuhu monk, and also conforms to the mountain style of the top of the country.
But the Ma’s family is also good, the family is worthy of worship, but it feels so right.
Otherwise, I really want to measure the identity of the young man immediately. Is it a fake, and when I see that Markov is in jeopardy, I will lie to my own head. Otherwise, at most, it is delicious and good, and when you wait for a meal, you will send the gods out and be safe, so as not to be extravagant. After all, what Mars needs now is the real snow, not a icing on the cake.
Although he still confessed his identity to the so-called Qingxia Island of the young people, he was suspicious, but in the end he believed in more ingredients, so he was more polite and almost flattering.
Anyway, if you are polite, you won’t spend a penny.
Marx can have today's family, but it is not just read by the ancestors of the ancestors, sons and grandchildren.
The only trouble is that Mars has been in the past few decades. It’s too beautiful. It’s too much money. I want to earn money. As a result, I’ve got a lot of trouble. Mars is not afraid of spending money on the troubles. I’m afraid I’m afraid of spending a lot of money. Silver, bought, is not a life-saving symbol for breaking money, but a reminder.
If this young immortal teacher is really a new teacher of Ma Yiyi, it is really good!
Today's Shima country, from the capital to the place, is full of enthusiasm, a full-fledged monk monk, speaking more than the six tricks of the poor, but also useful!
Into the lobby of the mansion, Chen Pingan still speaks fluently and fluently, saying that Ma Yiyi has a good relationship with him. If Markov is in trouble, he can try to help him a little. If the family business is stable, then see if the family has good seedlings suitable for monastic training. In case there is such a blessing, as for the time to send the good seedlings to the Shujian Lake practice, or leave a fairy money, both can be.
Three days later, the three ride out of the city.
The woman who always wears a skull cap looks back at the city wall and has a complicated look.
Marsh's urgent need, after a young appearance on the Qingxia Island, went to a spur of history, and was able to survive.
A Ma’s child who is reluctant to have the qualifications of practicing Qi Shi’s four-five qualifications, relying on the old gods of a state town, began to practice the monastic, not the kind of disciple, but a veritable disciple, who needs to be unmistakably at the imperial court. Recorded in the book, this means that the child, under the premise of having a famous teacher, the family has a steady stream of fairy money, can enter his master's pocket every year, of course, not all will be used to pave the way for the children, no matter how That child is equal to no worries, more or less, will get some of the real benefits of his own.
Chen Pingan sat on the horse and did not speak.
It was Zeng Yi’s young boy who was not very open in the world. In the past few days, he had seen the Ma’s family, to the woman, who had left her daughter Ma Yiyi, nothing. In sentiment and speech, carefully ask this question, ask Ma Yiyi's teacher's origin, ask Ma Yiyi's cultivation as a realm, and slap on the side to ask the young to worship whether there is a Taoist... In short, the Ma Yuyi changed from the Songfeng Island monk to the green The Xia Island monk, the couple also took some water and asked one or two sentences, but it was like a kind of entertainment on the wine table and the officialdom. Some scenes, you have to say the last one, the question and answer are actually not important, otherwise it is not important. It will be ugly to eat, nothing more.
The alienation of the father and daughter, mother and daughter, may be that Ma Yiyi has been away from home for many years, and the practice in Songfeng Island is not smooth, so that the old ancestor is disappointed, and the five-day monk who has died until he has been unable to leave the Shujian Lake to return home to visit relatives, so the distance between the two sides Too far, maybe the parents feel that their daughters have become disparate in their identity. Perhaps the family is full of incense and prosperity. The children who are under the knees will naturally be more happy than the daughters who are "married". The reason can be thousands of kinds. But there is only one fact.
At this moment, if any foreigner says anything, it will only be a knife on the heart, and a word will hurt a word.
Therefore, Chen Pingan was in a pause between the horses and his eyes, suggesting that Zeng Yi, let the puppet who could not help but open his mouth to comfort a few words, do not say anything.
Chen Pingan did not take up the fox fur beauty paper that Ma Yiyi lived in. She rode her heart and followed them to the next place.
After two days, Zeng Yi began to change his eyes, and his appearance and voice were no different. However, the eye of the human being is the place where the spirituality gathers, which easily affects the perception of the whole face.
Ma Yiyi finally no longer lost his soul. It is probably a feeling that Zeng Yi’s current situation is more interesting.
It was a ghost of the Qingxia Island. It began to be possessed by Zeng, and it was not the same as the "please ask the gods" and "open the door".
As for the real doorway, Ma Yiyi certainly cannot see the depth.
Near a country village.
I saw a stupid old man with a clean clothes, even if there were some sewings, it still would not give people a sense of ruin.
She is returning from the creek, holding a big bamboo basket and faltering.
This is not easy for an elderly countryman.
It’s not easy to live a life of sorrow and grief, and it’s not easy to live a poor life. The poor want to live like a rich man. It’s difficult to go to heaven, but it’s harder to live comfortably.
"Zeng Wei" turned over and ran, ran forward, ran to the old man, and threw himself into the ground, just hoeing and creaking.
The old man looked blank and quickly put down the bamboo basket. He refused to wash the clothes that had just been cleaned. Will he get contaminated with the mud on the ground, squatting down, and having some difficulty, trying to lift the strange boy, and Chen Ping and Ma Yiyi could not understand. The local voice was anxious to ask: "What is this doing? What is this? It must not be made..."
In the night.
In the old house, there is a fox fur paper beauty, but there is actually a man living inside. On the table is a pile of fairy money left by a departing person, and the aura is enough for him to maintain for twenty years.
For the end of the old man, try to let the old man raise the sky, it is still possible.
After the guests traveled, the old man and the "grandchildren" who had been away from home for too many years, held their hands and cried.
On the country road, it is still the three rides.
Zeng Yi still has some swaying spirits, and must breathe slowly.
The three rides slowly returned.
Ma Yiyi suddenly said: "Daddy is a good person. You can tell the truth, or should you talk to you so much. It is right, but it has something to do with you."
Chen Ping shook his head and said: "I think it should be said so, it is right."
Ma Yiyi suddenly snorted and said with an angry face: "You see, a country old man, who is older than my heart-wrenching girl!"
Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled: "Is it mad? Or I will go back to the state town, will I help you to return the fairy money? Then help you to marry your mother? Old rules, you come to think about words, I will speak. ""
Ma Yiyi, who was riding on horseback, snorted at the accountant. "I don't think about it! It really is a dunned man with a lard, thinking about making a little bit."
Chen Pingan laughed happily.
Ma Yiyi suddenly smiled and said: "Do you know why I want to give this name to me? Because when I was not born, the mother-in-law said it was a big fat son. After I was born, I stayed outside. I heard that I was a prostitute, and I was dumbfounded. I was so angry that I went straight. I just went back in the air. My mother often told me that I was stunned, I saw my first look, powder. The jade-like, not like the ugly children, looks particularly good-looking, and I immediately open my heart. Right, knowing that it is called "Jiangyi"? Ask your words, Mr. Chen Da !"
Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head.
Ma Yiyi shook his head like the old master who was bored at the age of his own, and said: "The talent is high, supplemented by dropout, and the heart is corresponding, the single step, Yihao!"
Chen Pingan asked: "Isn't it a singular life?"
Ma Yiyi laughed. "Well, Chen Fuzi, give me the fox tail?!"
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "When you do, you are smart."
Ma Yiyi turned his head and asked softly: "Mr. Chen, for us, for what?"
Chen Pingan loosened the horse's reins and hugged his head in the back of his head. He muttered, "Yeah, why?"
Ma Yiyi was obsessed with the thin cheeks. It was irrelevant to the love of men and women. It was a bit sad, and for a time it was even the sadness of his own heart and heart.
I saw that Mr. Cotton Gown took back his hand and clap his hands. "There is an answer!"
Ma Yiyi looked curious.
Mr., the wrong accountant at the waist, this moment, it is rare to be so open-eyed, "Yi Yi! It is Yi Yi!"
Ma Yiyi laughed, but said on the mouth, "What answer."
Chen Ping’s hands clasped his sleeves and said:
Fighting again, take care of you.

Ma Yiyi is not afraid at all, but it is not appropriate. "The next place, where is it?"
Chen Pingan smiled and blinked, whispering softly. "It is all in the world anyway."
Ma Yiyi stunned: "Yi Yi!"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Good."
The horseshoe went to the village village where the cockerel was licking.
This year's final is also the biggest snowflake, unexpected.
Wind and snow night.
Far away from the village.
Ma Yiyi is the femininity, not afraid of heavy snow, and the leisurely feelings, reciting the famous poems, saying that the snow is like a flying gull, looking forward to seeing Pingyugou, the village is deep out of the wind...
On the horse's back, Chen Pingan repeatedly looked around and tried to find a place to shelter from the wind and snow. He couldn't help but tremble and complained: "Where is the wind crack, it is clear that you want to freeze the individual..."
Ma Yiyi smiled and asked: "Chen Fuzi, this time, should you not be embarrassed?"
Chen Pingan did not pay attention to her, from sitting on the horse back to standing on the back of the horse, as far as possible looking around, after a while, finally found somewhere in the distance, faintly lit by lights.
Chen Pingan frowned.
The trip of the three rides belongs to the original road, and the scene that was seen all the way in the past, Chen Ping’s mind is in mind, this should not be the light.
Just as Chen Pingan intends to take advantage of the coldness of the wind and snow, continue to hurry and bypass those faint lights.
However, it seems that the light is slowly drifting. If there is no accident, the final light and the three rides will gather in front of the road.
Chen Pingan is worried, but this kind of weather can be stared at himself, and so far away, you can wait for an opportunity to move. Most of the time is not a robbery, but if it is really a mountain repair, or a ghost, it will also Peace of mind.
Heaven is big, and sometimes life is not easy, but it is easiest to find death.
Ma Yiyi was somewhat worried. She finally noticed the distant vision and asked softly: "Mr. Chen, do we want to detour?"
Chen Pingan said: "No."
Ma Yiyi stunned.
Until this moment, after leaving the book Jane Lake, it was probably accustomed to the best-speaking accountant Mr. Ma Yiyi remembered. In fact, Mr. Chen, as long as he felt that he didn’t have to talk well, it would be harder to talk than anyone. !