Chapter 470: Haven't seen a half sage?

The sky is slightly bright, and there is a group of rivers and lakes who traveled far away from the gates of the country. They are riding horses waiting for the opening of the door. One of the famous martial arts in the country is sitting on the horseback, and the palms are slowly rubbing one piece. The sheep fat jade hand piece, free to do nothing, look around, seeing a young sergeant in the distance, a look of tired, but the eyes are not turbid, the old man thought that young people should be a trainer, but look The footsteps are shallow and the skill is not too high. The old man continued to swim and watched some women and girls. Unfortunately, most of them were village women. The skin was dull and the face was flat. They were disappointed. I hope that after entering the city, the women in Rouge County should not be so.
The young man in the green shirt looked out of the crowded city gate, and he simply walked to an early stall. There was no bench and chair to sit on. He still had a main white sugar cake, a bowl of white rice porridge, and took it. Pastry rice porridge, the stall owner wants to remind me to remember the tableware, just glimpsed the long sword behind the guests, they swallowed the words back to the stomach, Jianghu people, polite. After the checkout, the young Ranger squatted on the side of the road. The oil cake was porridge. Even if it was a breakfast, it was only very slow to eat and drink. When the young man with the sword returned the tableware to the stall owner, the gate had been released. Then stood by the road waiting.
The old man put away the piece of jade that was not carved in his hand, couldn't help but glanced at the younger generation of the rivers and lakes, and smiled at heart. When he was so old, he had already mixed up so much.
Chen Pingan did not pay attention to the old man’s visual line of sight, and followed the flow of people to hand over to the city. It’s not that Chen Ping’s thought that he would not return to the house with Yu Jian. It’s really exhausted. From Rouge County to Lushan, it’s not what it’s. The hard-working corpse is sitting on the boxing pile, but a corpse descends from the sky. Although this sitting pile can sit on it, it will benefit the soul, but the soul will benefit, the body will be damaged, the vitality will be broken, and the water will be broken. It’s too late.
However, it is indeed a good idea to travel with the sword in the future.
However, it can be done in Baojuan. Once it is in the north of Luzhou, it is not necessarily feasible. After all, there is a reason why it seems to be ridiculous and funny. Let both sides shoot their brains.
Chen Pingan did not go directly to Mr. Yu Weng’s house. Instead, he went to the Yucheng Pavilion, but when he asked, he knew that the city’s master had changed, and he was no longer the Jincheng 隍Shen. Chen Pingan sighed, this is not the color of the country's court to cross the river to break the bridge, Rouge County is a country's heavy land, after the death of Shen Wenjin, it is inevitable that the new city will inherit the throne, responsible for monitoring the scenery of a county.
Chen Pingan did not go in, but followed a route that he had traveled that year to a still secluded land temple. The temple was too small and there was no temple wish. Even if it came to burn incense and pray, it also brought its own incense. It was here that year, and I made a final farewell to the Wencheng County Jincheng.
Chen Pingan thought about it. He crossed the threshold and took four people. He took out the three musk from the scorpion, and the fragrance was fresh. It was a real mountain thing. It was said that it was a mosquito repellent, and it was evil in the city. can.
At the time of the Qingshui National Water Temple, going to the Lion Park halfway, the fragrant person caught up with his own group and handed over a bamboo incense tube presented by the temple. After the event, I filled up with twenty rare water fragrances. This time I went down the mountain and left most of the water fragrance in the Luoshan Mountain. But with the incense tube, I only installed the three musk, in case of emergency, never I want to use it now. There is some jealousy between the gods and gods, but in the places like the Chenghuang Pavilion and the Wu Temple, the mountains and perfumes are all right.
Chen Pingan gently swayed the incense stick and ignited without fire.
Chen Pingan stood and raised his incense, and his heart silently said.
Finally, insert the three musk into a copper furnace, and then close your eyes for a moment, then turned and left.
Going back to the house in the alley, Chen Pingan slammed the door knocker again.
This time it was not under Zhao Shu, but Zhao Wei, who saw Chen Pingan, the little girl’s eyes were faint and seemed to speak.
Mr. Yu Shuo and Mr. Zhao Shu stood under the shadow wall in the courtyard.
Chen Pingan and the girl who spent money and powder skirts have been together for a long time. I wanted to worry about the past, and suddenly I remembered this embarrassment. In the end, it was the age and appearance of the girl. I just laughed and said: "It’s okay, the monk over the mountain. It’s still reasonable. Hey, I’ll follow the Master’s peace of mind in the future.

Zhao Shu secretly made a fist and expressed his congratulations.
Sure enough, Mr. Chen, who taught his own boxing method, can do anything!
Although Wu Shuo had a question in his stomach, it was not good to ask anything in front of the two children. He just smiled and nodded at Chen Pingan and then walked back to the backyard hall.
But this time Zhao Shuxia and Zhao Wei are still drinking tea to slowly nourish the soul.
And Chen Pingan took the initiative to take out two pots of black wine, and Mr. Yu Weng one pot.
Wu Shuo regrets: "Unfortunately, the tree and the tree are too small this year, you can't drink."
Wu Shuo just took a sip, and he was reluctant to drink again. He smiled and said: "Keep it, I will keep it first. After the two children are a little bigger, drinking has become a reasonable thing. I will take it out again."
Chen Pingan quickly took out a pot of black mulled wine and got up in front of Wu Shuo. He said helplessly: "Mr. Wu’s ability to sip and drink is really not small, just drink, I still have drinks."
Wu Shuo was a little bit welcoming, drinking Chen Ping’s wine, and he was not soft at all. "Chen Gongzi, you must be a gentleman's belly."
Chen Pingan smiled and raised the jug, Wu Shuo is also, it is a clinking, each drinking.
Chen Pingan did not intend to elaborate on the process of the trip to Lushan, but looked at the Mr. Yu Weng, who was in a good mood, and whispered: "Mr. Wu, Lushan, completely settled, if you are not at ease, then go to the countries." The mountains and rivers are not bad either. After all, under the tree and the hustle and bustle, nowadays, when you open your eyes, look at the world outside, even if it is the experience of collecting rivers and lakes, it is a good thing."
Wu Shuo nodded, "Yes."
Chen Pingan sipped his drink with a smile on his face. He talked with Wu Shuo, and asked about the situation of the temples and the villages in the country. He occasionally looked at some teenagers who seemed to be pure-blooded and sneaked from time to time. Looking at the little girl who looked at herself, Chen Ping’s state of mind returned to peace, just like returning from the ends of a ruler to the middle position.
In fact, for the first time in the house, Zhao Shu was very familiar with drinking tea, and there was no such thing as a stranger. It was obviously a habit.
This is the most important place for Chen Ping to admire Wu Shuo.
Zhao Wei has the qualification of monasticism, which has been invisibly different from Zhao Shu, and Zhao Yu’s talent is very good. This means that according to common sense, Zhao Wei, who needed Zhao’s desperate protection, did not need it. In a few years, it was possible to let Zhao Shu, who was only stupid and martial, practice on the road, and soon her back could not be seen. Wu Shuo certainly knows this, but this kind of fairy tea that consumes the gods' money is still Zhao Wei's drink. Zhao Shu has the same drink, and there is no difference between him and her.
This is where the two brothers and sisters are trained as disciples. It is clearly that when their own children are raised, it is hard to hear. Many parents in the portal may not be so unbiased to treat their own children.
Chen Pingan feels that the old Confucian who is not highly cultivated is the true wind of benevolent gentlemen.
Just like this, black wine does not dare to send more.
Something that I thought I had to do was to think about it again.
For example, after Zhao Xin’s practice of the gods on the road, shouldn’t it be given? How to give? How much? Will Mr. Wu receive it? How to collect? It is the receipt, how to make Mr. Wu feel innocent?
In this way, Chen Pingan feels that it is exactly like Ma Yiyi said that it is too uncomfortable to do things, but it will only be changed for a while.
Chen Pingan suddenly apologized: "Mr. Wu, there is something to tell you, I may teach a few boxing piles today, and before the night ban, I will leave for the country, and I will go faster. So even if Mr. Wu is going to go to the country to swim, we still can't go together."
Wu Shuo sighed, "On the road to practice, you can't be overwhelmed by the red dust. This is not a derogatory statement. It is justified."
Chen Ping stood up and rolled up the sleeves and said to Zhao Shu: "Go, go to the yard, teach you a refining mouth, a pile and a boxing ring. These three things are not too few."

In order to avoid suspicion, Wu Shuo, after all, whether it is boxing or martial arts, it is between the same door, and he can't just listen. He wants to take Zhao Wei away, but the little girl who has always been sensible is not willing to leave.
The old gentleman is awkward.
Chen Pingan also noticed the situation inside the house, hesitated and smiled: "Nothing, no one is listening, but let me talk a little, don't let it leak, only the four of us know."
Wu Shuo sighed and shook his head and left alone.
Zhao Wei held the gang with his hands and sat on the side without a threshold. He whispered: "Mr. Chen, you only tell my brother that the mouth is good, I will not eavesdrop, just watch you play boxing."
Chen Pingan is really worried that the mouth of the sword will stop at the same time. It will be in conflict with the secret law of Zhao Wei’s current practice. Therefore, he will tell the Zhao Shu under the number of Wufu Roads that have been assembled into a line, and repeat it three times. It was not until Zhao Shu nodded and said that he had remembered it. Chen Pingan began to teach a juvenile a sword-studded pile, as well as a new boxing frame for the autumn school big dragon, miscellaneous 糅 猿, and six steps. Piles are all fundamentals of martial arts. No matter how hard and hard they can learn, it is not excessive. I believe that Mr. Wu is staring at him. Zhao Shu is not going to practice martial arts.
Chen Ping not only personally practiced piles and boxing, but also explained with patience and meticulousness under Zhao Shu, step by step, and explained the sentence, then gathered it up, and made clear the outlines of the respective goals of the boxing and boxing. Speaking of the mysterious and subtle meanings that have been extended, they are coming forward and step by step. If there is a place that Zhao Shu does not understand, it is like a boxing method to discuss and discuss the current steps.
Zhao Shu is naturally not stupid, how is it better than Zeng Yi.
Zeng Yi, who is the one who can make Chen Ping’s patience so good, can’t help but scratch his head. I can’t wait to learn the way for the old man to give a boxing. One or two open! not enough? Then two punches!
Zhao Wei held the gang and looked at the two people in the yard. The corners of his mouth were full of smiles.
In fact, on the road to practice, I am also a good brother, Zhao Ge under the brother, in fact, the Master is the same, there will be a lot of troubles.
For example, I am afraid that many outsiders will look away, and she is very small. For example, my brother has seen those who are of the same age and will be envious and lost. It is not good to hide. Master will often stay alone, will worry about oil rice and salt, will frown for family affairs.
Zhao Wei feels that she is not a little girl who doesn't understand anything.
On the other side of the yard, Mr. Chen, who is more like a scholar than that year, still wears sleeves and teaches his brother the boxing method. When he walks the boxing or puts out the boxing, in fact, in her mind, it is no more than the previous one. Kind of Yu Jian far travel.
However, after reuniting with Mr. Chen, he obviously still regarded her as a child. She was very happy and a little unhappy.
Lunch was under the cook of Zhao Shu, and Chen Pingan also helped.
Master taught a gentleman who was far away from the kitchen, but the food was not eaten, the wine was not drunk, and the face was flushed.
In the afternoon, Mr. Chen is still tireless, accompanying his brother to practice boxing and demonstrate again and again.
Near the evening.
Chen Ping looked at the sky and smiled at Zhao Shu: "Okay, stop here. Remember, the six-step pile can not be abandoned, and strive to hit 500,000 punches. According to the method I teach you, Before the boxing, first put a fist frame, I feel that the meaning is not enough, if there is something wrong, you can't punch out the pile. Then after the pile is tired, after the rest, I will teach you the mouth and practice the sword stove. The tricks are stupid, then the old and honest, practical and clumsy practice boxing, one day, at some point, you will feel the aura of light, even if this day is late, don't worry."
Chen Ping wiped off the sleeve tube, gently smoothed it, then patted the shoulder under Zhao Shu and said, "Okay, just say so much."
Zhao Shu rubbed his forehead sweat.
Zhao Wei has stood up.
Chen Pingan said: "I am going to talk to Mr. Wu about something, and then I will leave."
Wu Shuo, who found the wording in the house, sighed with a sigh of relief. He intended to tell the truth. When the matter came to the fore, the brewed drafts were useless. "Mr. Wu, you are your disciple. It is reasonable to say that I should not gesticulate. However, nowadays it is the key to the cultivation of the Tao. It is a good thing for the practicing spirits to get into the Dongfu area one day, so I prepared a fairy money..."
Wu Shuo smiled and didn't talk.
Chen Pingan had to say the scalp: "There are still a few characters, which are intended to be a parting gift. Of course, there is also a transcript of the manuscript "Swordsmanship", together with a sword bought from the Xianjia shop, the name is yellow, of course It is imitation, the rank is not high, and it is given to the tree as a self-defense. It is just a matter of practicing the sword under the tree. I hope that Mr. Wu will help me to check and know when to practice the fist, and then "And the yellow imitation sword is handed over to Zhao Shu. It does not contradict. If Mr. Wu agrees, I would like to accept the tree as a registered disciple. If there is a relationship later, the tree will be willing, Mr. Wu does not object, I am under the tree. Become a formal apprentice."
Wu Shuo reached out and told Chen to sit down. When Chen Ping sat down, he smiled and said, "Why, I am worried that I can't erase my face? Then you are too small to see the weight of the tree and the weight in my mind?"
Wu Shuo said with emotion: "The tree is okay, I don't need to do too much. In fact, I can't do anything. So you are willing to accept him as a registered disciple. Look at the years and decide whether to officially earn income. Of course, he is under the tree. Fortunately, I don’t have any objections. But to be honest, I’m leading this gimmick, I’m really a stretcher, and it’s the hero who is a hero. It’s not asking for your merits, or complaining, these years. In order not to delay the practice of squatting, it is not a few times to borrow money from friends in the mountains."
The old gentleman was embarrassed, then he laughed and said: "With your self-exposure, say this, can you feel free to send us the mentor and the gods? I can send more money, I am old bones, and people are living. It’s not a problem to kill, and it’s not difficult to have some gods in your money.

Chen Pingan took out the manuscript "Swordsmanship" from the squats, a yellow sword, three golden materials, and then took out a fairy money and gently placed it on the desk.
Wu Shuo started to smile and waited until he saw the gods' money. After a long silence, he finally couldn't help but ask: "You are opening a bank in the mountains? The summer money is nothing, why are there three valleys of rain?" !"
Chen Pingan said with a wrong face: "This is too little? Really want me to sell iron?"
Wu Shuo couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect Chen Pinghui to be so "playing rogue". The old man picked out the three valleys of rain money and smashed the railroad: "Get it back, this is really not needed. In the future, you will be in the Dongfu, you will send a few more. I don't stop, I can't do it now."
Chen Ping did not insist.
Chen Pingan put away the three rains that had been used as the home of the downhill and pressure box, and he said with a fist: "Mr. Wu does not have to send it."
Wu Shuo stood up. "That is only sent to the door of the house. There must be a lot of gifts."
Out of the house, came to the yard, Zhao Wei has already taken Chen Ping’s fight.
Zhao Shu said with a smile: "I and Mr. Chen sent Mr. Chen to the gate of the city."
Chen Pingan took over the fight and shook his head: "No, I plan to hurry."
Zhao Shu scratched his head.
Zhao Yusheng said: "Then it will be sent to the door of the house."
Chen Pingan nodded with a smile.
Wu Shuo walked back to the house, looked at the objects on the table and the gods money, smiled and shook his head, only felt incredible, but when the old gentleman saw the three golden plaid papers, it was relieved.
It was the same person that year, but it was changed from a teenager to a young man.
Wu Shuo sighed and smiled: "The blessing of the sorrow, this life has finally seen more than one valley rain money."
Outside the house.
Chen Pingan put on a fight and prepared to go straight to the sword and go to the Shushui National Swords Water Village. On the other side, he still owed a hot pot.
Zhao Shu is okay, for the parting, there is not too much sentimentality on the surface.
Have been chatting with Chen Ping.
The little girl said nothing.
Under Zhao Shu, he suddenly remembered something and said that he would return first and let him say goodbye to Mr. Chen.
Chen Pingan laughed dumbly, is your kid's cleverness, is it wrong?
Zhao Wei lowered his head.
As if you don't speak, you don't have to leave.
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, or gently patted the little girl's head and shouted.
Zhao Wei raised his head and his face was reddish.
Chen Pingan is not stupid.
The little girl looks at her own eyes, not the same.
Sometimes, I like two words, even if I don’t say it, I will write in my eyes.
Therefore, Chen Ping thought for a moment and whispered: "Hey, I am telling you something, it is a small agreement between us, can't you?"
Zhao Wei is a bit flustered, but there are some expectations.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You like me, right?"
Zhao Wei suddenly turned red.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I like you too, but it is not the same, because I already have a girl I like. But now you can still like me. I don't think it is wrong. I just like you. The one in my heart, Chen Ping, Mr. Chen is. But I hope that in the future, you will grow up again, maybe three years, five years, or a little longer, ten years, maybe you will meet on a certain day. A teenager you think is very good, or a young man, then, don't be afraid, after seriously thinking about it, if you find that you really like him, don't miss him, okay?"
Zhao blinked.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Well, if you don't talk, you will agree."
Chen Pingan helped the fighting, "Go."
The sword fairy came out of the sheath and went to the sword.
Zhao Yan looked up.
A head sneaked out over the gate.
It’s just that the teenager doesn’t know that he is still standing behind him. And obviously more than he experienced, the old Confucian has quietly turned.
Zhao Wei turned his head and the result just saw Master's back and Zhao Shu's head.
Zhao Wei’s head was lowered, his hands licking his face and he ran into the house.
Under Zhao Shu, he followed Zhao Wei and ran, and he said, "Oh, I can't listen to it in one sentence! Otherwise I will tell you a surname!"
There was a voice in front of him. "Master didn't really see what he was listening to. As a Confucian student, he should be treated as a sin, and he would not be ignorant. But under the tree, it may not be the case. The father of the teacher saw him, and he licked his ass. I heard my ears for a long time."
Zhao Shu’s next emergency stop, he began to run to the door without hesitation. Every time he only said that he was angry and angry, then he could not be light and heavy, and he could not fight back.
Above the sea of ​​clouds, Chen Ping wiped the sweat, only to feel tired than running the two mountains.
Zhu Zheng really is undercut, wearing a top fight and having a fart.
Just after complaining.
Chen Pingan sits on the pile and sits on the sword fairy. He smiles heartily.
After all, I will still be a little girl, like who, like a pouting child, would like a bunch of candied haws, a piece of cake, like it would not really like it, but it is not really the feeling of men and women. More is still dependence, trust, and the joys and sorrows of that year.
And this is liked, clean and simple, and what is bad.
Even if I don’t like it in the future, the little girl has a real favorite man, but it is another kind of beauty.
Chen Pinglang said: "Go! Go to a higher place!"
The sword fairy at the foot is a rush.
On a mountain path on the border of the country of color clothing and the country of the country.
A green shirt slowly descended, carrying a large bamboo box, holding a rough mountain stick that was cut out by random, has walked more than a hundred miles of mountain roads, and finally walked into a broken ancient temple in the night, full of cobwebs. The statues of the four kings of Buddhism are still as they were in the past, and they will fall to the ground. There will still be a burst of wind blowing into the ancient temples from time to time.
Young people have a bunch of bonfires, then close their eyes and doze off. It seems that they are worried that the magical ghosts in the book will appear. If they want to sleep, they will not really sleep.
After Jo Mozi’s time, another Yan Yan’s laughter sounded from far and near.
It seems that the blue-shirt scholar who is studying in the back of the school, with his head down and his mouth tilted up, just looking up and looking out, it is already a look of surprise and surprise.
The ancient temple occupies a large scale, so the bonfire is not close to the gate.
There are three wonderful women in colorful dresses, a girl with apricot-eyed face, a tall woman with a high-figure vertebrae, about twenty years old, and a fluffy and fluffy flower. Women, they play and fight, one of the beautiful women in a certain scenery, especially trembling, laughing together as a butterfly "floating into" the ancient temple, and then saw the young man with wide eyes, They were somewhat comfortable, shy, stopped, gathered together, slowed down, and pushed each other to the campfire and the scholar.
The beautiful woman seems to be more daring, kneeling down, reaching for the fire and heating, looking straight at the young man.
The tall woman stood by, looking down with a cold eye, seems to be sure that this young man will be a dangerous wave.
The apricot girl is the most shy, standing sideways, hands crossed fingers, staring down at the embroidered shoe tips that reveal the skirt.
The woman suddenly stunned.
Because the young scholar suddenly laughed, it seemed to be unable to hold on to the previous "false classics" look.
The Fengqi woman who has been squatting, she is directly from the snow-white chest that she wants to sing out, and she has a piece of embroidered par, gently fanning the wind, and the voice is soft and soft: "The son is not hot? The slaves suddenly feel that The clothes are a little thick."
Chen Pingan always reached out to the fire and smiled. "If you feel hot, do you still use a fire?"
The woman was dumb, then she threw a charming look and smiled. "The son will really laugh, and he must be a man who understands the style."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then you will laugh more."
In this way, the beautiful woman with a charming temperament laughed for a while, and soon she couldn’t laugh out. She just didn’t want to be defeated. She screamed and squinted and smiled:
The son looks really handsome, in the middle If you listen to it, you don’t know if it’s used in it?

Chen Ping still smiled: "You will laugh too much."
The woman smiled stiffly.
Chen Ping, who deliberately revisited this appearance and revisited the place, once again looked at the three people, and finally looked at the most timid girl, and smiled and said: "Okay, I know your details, we have dealt with before."

Three women, Fengqi women sorrowful grievances, covering the chest with embroidered sunglasses, tall women frowning, girls turned a deaf ear, still self-conceived and shameful.
Chen Pingan added a dead branch to the campfire. She still smiles at the girl who wears embroidered shoes on that foot. I really don’t know if she is not long-term, or she really likes cleanliness, embroidered shoes, skirts, or is still walking the mountain. Dirty dust, slowly said: "Do not remember? Then I help you recall, about seven years ago, there are four foreigners sitting here, a big hero, a young Taoist, a scholar, a A shabby boy... Well, then at Jianshui Villa, we have seen it again."
The apricot girl is no longer sideways, facing Chen Pingan, covering her mouth and laughing. "How can I remember, but I have suffered a big loss in the hands of you and Song Lao Ba Ba, now the slaves think of this tragedy, this is careful. The liver still hurts a lot. You guys, stinky men, don’t know how to pity the jade, and kill me with the two pitiful sorrows. If I don’t read it wrong, you are the hottest hand of the year. The young man who smashed the flowers? Hey, the bigger the more handsome, the more handsome, I don’t know how to come here, what?
After she had her hands, she walked around the bonfire for half a lap and kept a certain distance from Chen Ping. "Why, it wouldn’t be that the son is not less ignorant than the original, but began to know the taste of the woman, and tasted the human woman, some tired. Now, I want to come here to taste something fresh? Try our bed and sorrowful beauty?"
Chen Pingan waved his hand. "Don't dare, I know that my wife likes to eat fried heart, it is best to be a monk, because there is no earthy smell."
Chen Pingan looked at the entrance of the ancient temple. "It seems that after being worshipped by the old Songs of the Song Dynasty, he killed a lot of ghosts and femininity in one breath. Now you have lost the momentum of the year."
The apricot girl pouted, stretched out an embroidered shoe and gently fiddled with the fire. "Tell, you lure us to show up this time, what do you want to do?"
Chen Pingan asked: "After the battle of Jianshui Mountain Villa, the original country of the country was smashed, the casualties were heavy, the death of the dead, the running, and... forget it, not to mention these, this is what I already knew. However, on the other side of the country, I heard that I soon had a new comb, and some of them were on the top of the old hills?"
She crouched down and sighed. "There are two deaths and no fate. They are all given to the monk who is called the martial priest, and they are slaughtered. There is still one, the earliest is the errands. When people are looking for fun, they almost didn't feel scared to move directly. I said that I would advise him not to move to the nest, to move people, to live ghosts or ghosts, and to listen to my advice. He is developed, but I regret the intestines. In the past few years, the soldiers were in a mess, and the guys suddenly became prosperous in business. They gathered a lot of fierce ghosts, and they were strong and strong, and they never touched the savage savage. The days passed and it was a happy one. My eye-opening court was sealed, not only did I mention the name of the four countries of the country, but I even gave the animal to the animal husband. What the is going on."
Although Chen Ping has been staring at her, in fact, the corner of the eye is also looking at two female ghosts.
The girl who looks like a girl is a ghost in the country of the water, but it is not important for the current Chen Ping.
What is important is that the old sword of the Shushui country, Song Yu, burned her face, turned over the old yellow calendar, and said "I should fast, should seek for wealth", then the female ghost took out a small summer money, and the old Songs put it on. Passed her.
At the beginning, Chen Pingzhen thought that it was the reason of the old Huang Li. It was the luck of the female ghost who was famous in the country. Later, when he went to the town restaurant to eat hot pot with the old Songs, he chatted and knew the original. Among the four countries in the country, this female ghost is the most complicated one in life and style. It belongs to the kind of ghost that kills, does not kill, and is not necessarily a bad thing.
Chen Ping sighed. "Say, how many Yang men have you killed in these years?"
She said with a blank eye: "It’s so damaging, it’s really ugly, you love me, they have the joy of men and women, and my sisters have yang, don’t be a ghost, never live forever, they are all happy. Of course, I really met. Those guys whose monks are not very ruthless, and the government can’t manage them, I don’t mind firing a few sizzling hearts.

Chen Ping did not say a word, it seems to remember some old things.
After her hands were negative, she shouted: "I really didn't recognize you. If you don't want to say it, I won't recognize you when I killed him. When you were squatting, it was quite black and not a fall, and you said that the women's big eighteen, you men too same?"
Chen Pingan is like a joke: "Since I can't recognize it, I can consider not killing you."
She glanced at the green shirt on this guy and suddenly came to her breath.
Turning his head and squinting at the tall woman, "Don't think that I don't know, you still hooked up with the poor student. Do you think that he will one day help you out of the bitter sea? Believe it or not, I will send you to that end tonight. In the hands of the beasts, the people are now the upright mountain gods, and the mountain gods are stunned, even if they are not as good as their wives, it is not bad!"
When I said these words, the eyes of the apricot girl were dark and suffocating, and a pair of embroidered shoes that were slightly exposed were slow-flowing of scarlet color, such as blood flowing on the upper.
The tall female ghost looked terrified, and she slammed on the floor and trembled.
A woman on the side of the aunt is full of sarcasm, and there may be some embarrassment in the sarcasm.
Chen Pingan glanced at the temple door and waved at the three female ghosts. "You go."
After a while.
The female ghost of the apricot-eyed girl looks frowning, and she sighs at the two remaining "丫鬟": "You go first! Go from the back door and go straight back to the house..."
At this time, a thick black wind mixed with golden light poured into the temple, a burly big man with a bare upper body, two fangs exposed from the mouth, after the appearance, striding forward, haha ​​laughed: "Go? I don't want anyone to leave! Waiting for this day, but for a few days, I have to do it all. You are a little girl, it is really difficult to catch, I have sent people to bait several times, you have not been hooked, how can you endure today? Live, have the courage to run out of the old nest? I really thought that picking a long leg from your side, you can fill the belly of Laozi? Do you know that Laozi is the best for you?"
When the burly man who was taller and taller appeared, the ancient temple suddenly stinked and pungent.
Around the ancient temple, there is noisy noise.
Obviously this is the charm of the mountain god, waiting for the opportunity to move, ready to come.
Chen Pingan reluctantly said: "This is the mountain lord, not busy cleaning up me, anyway, running can not run. You can talk about the old, the next hire, the Naina."
One of the four singers of the past year, nowadays, a lot of gods and money, and finally a burly mountain monster with a mountain seal, the habit of the mouth is habitually flowing, so I really ignore this look is a three-legged cat Wufu Or a young man who did not enter the small monk, turned to look at the short-skinned, slim-eyed apricot-eyed girl, and then waved, the rich woman immediately swept to him, hugged him, woman I snuggled up in the mountain forest of the of the mountain god, giggling, not daring to look at the girl of my own master, but staring at the tall, ghostly female ghost, "the goods that are in the blessings of blessings." Why can you be punished and dare to reject such beautiful things?!"
The mountain monster laughed and shouted. "After tonight, they are all family members. They are sisters under the bed. They have to hurt their feelings because of a few words. You and her, each has its own good, and the master will pamper."

He wiped his mouth and then rubbed it on the woman's chest. "The lord will treat the three of you three times. It is definitely not like treating the weak women under the mountain. They will say that they are too hard to toss, but hate to die." Can't be a ghost, not as lucky as you, or you can have more sisters, how old is the mountain temple? How busy?"
In the end, he put away the embroidered piece that was handed over to the woman and the female ghost. It is because of this that he can "catch the wind" and block the coveted little lady who has been coveted for a long time, otherwise she will be in her house. On the other hand, even if it is difficult to break through, it will not be worth the loss. Maybe it will be defeated at both ends. It is necessary to know that he is now very ambitious. He is going to go to the Wuyue God of the Shushui country, even if he became the vassal country of the Song Dynasty. In the future, the status of the Five Sacred Gods is not as good as it used to be, but the dead camel is bigger than the horse. In this country, there is an acre of three points, not to mention a rural woman and a few beautiful women, but they never thought about it. What is the river Po, and the higher-ranking female water god? Hook the finger thing.
Chen Pingan added a firewood to the fire, and even if it was soft, it still sounded a bit.
The mountain was not as rough and reckless as the surface, and the first time he stared at the far-away scholar of the strange face.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Sorry, you continue."
The young man who came from the wilderness of the wilderness, who was born in the wild, temporarily suppressed his eccentricity and suspiciousness. He smiled at the apricot girl: "Wei Wei, you have been from me? How? I will not treat you badly, I will have you in the name." The custody is the specification of the mountain gods. When you lift the big car, you will return to the mountain. Even if you open your mouth, you will let the county town open the road and the land will lift the car. I will do it for you!"
The female ghost named Wei Wei raised one foot and shook the embroidered shoes. "I don't see it, how clean it is, do you scatter your urine and take care of yourself?"
The mountain monster pushed a beautiful woman in her arms and licked her pants. She smiled and said: "I like your temper. I can't use it. I have to use the mountain gods. I will first take care of the business and will make up the ceremony in the future. Can you blame me, you are looking for bitterness, you owe your temper, and you want to go to the bed, not to grind you, how to live in the future?!"
Wei Wei patted his chest. "Hey, you can scare me."
The tall female ghost standing next to her, after the war of the heavens, took a step, "I am willing to be your little sister, can you let go of my master?"
Wei Wei looked unhappy, and a sleeve of female ghosts flew out and slammed into the wall, watching the power and posture, and directly broke the wall.
The burly mountain monster pulled the corner of his mouth, and his feet and feet swiftly flowed.
When the tall female ghost hits a wall of copper wall, she falls to the ground, and the colorful costume on her body is swayed with gray smoke. Some of the ashes are scattered. She curls up in the corner and reaches out to cover her body. Part of the spring sheds.
The mountain monster sneered: "Wei Wei, this time is different, and I still refuse to accept it? Is it really the old fool who used to laugh at you?! Do you know that you laughed at me every time, I am In my heart, I will give you a whip for this little girl! I will definitely let you know, what is called relatives is love!"
He reached out and gestured, and there was a smart whip like thick mercury in his hand. The slender gold thread, which highlights his current orthodox mountain identity.
Wei Wei didn't turn his head, just pointed to the green shirt scholar behind him. "You don't have a dirty dirty animal. You don't see it. It's the lover I just wanted to get into the account. Today, the old lady is ghostly. An old temple is lyrical with a scholar, no loss!"
Chen Pingan laughed and said: "I don't want to die, but I am so rude. It's no wonder that ghosts are so kind. It's no wonder that there is such a disaster tonight."
Wei Wei sneered, no longer paying attention to the poor guy who must die behind him.
On this mountain, what the mountain means is self-evident.
The previous slap shot, it is already very good for the prostitute who has long legs and long legs. For a prostitute, what do you say about Wei Wei’s willingness to go with the beast and only ask for the stupidity of the prostitute? It’s impossible, she Wei Wei is not a bodhisattva heart. As for the young man who is dying to death and sent himself to the door, so that he will fall to this point, she will not care for him. He should die here tonight, lyrical, swearing The feeling of fart, the aging mother has a few hundred years of scenery, so it is gone, the beast does not kill him, she wants to slap him to death, save the oily pots in the mountains, and thank her for giving me a I am happy to die.
Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "This mountain lord, can you be detained by the mountain gods, is it the way to ride a squatting officer, or is the official of the watering country receiving money to help the accommodating?"
The mountain geek smiled and said: "When you are dead, if you can still become a miser, tell you."
Wei Wei smiled happily: "He just dared to look for a big man. It is estimated that when you hear two words, you have to soften your three legs."
Chen Ping nodded and said: "It turns out."
The mountain monster screamed: "Wei Wei! You wait, no more than ten days, I have to let you quit the pitiful grinding mirror!"
The tall female ghosts on the corner of the corner, as well as the beautiful women and ghosts, all have some eccentric tweaks.
Wei Wei did not care at all. He began to wonder how he would hit the end of the stone and try to become a jade.
Chen Pingan slowly stood up and took a picture.
Almost.
Good luck, there is also one of the four countries that are looking for a door to the door.
However, looking at the gold wire of the previous black smoke and long whip, it should be that the golden body is still unstable and the incense is insufficient.
Chen Pingan bent over to flip the book box.
The mountain monster frowned.
Wei Wei couldn't help but take a few steps back. Then I turned around and didn't know what the guy who was carrying the bamboo box to go to the temple in the same year.
I saw that the man tried to carry the long sword that was originally placed in the book box behind him.
After seeing Wei Wei’s inquiring sight, Chen Pingan smiled and said:
A handful of celestial soldiers, haven’t seen it before? The mountains are wading, there is no baby, how to do it.

Wei Wei gave this guy a big smile and smiled. He smiled and nodded. "I have seen it before, and I have seen dozens of hundred and a half soldiers."
The mountain monster suddenly puts down his heart, and truly gets the monk, where he needs to pretend to be a ghost and bluff.
Chen Pingan looked around. "This place is pure and clean, and the scriptures are no longer there. It is possible that the Dharma is still there. So the fox charm of that year was because of the good heart and got a good relationship. Follow that." 'Walking around, then you?'
Look at the sly smile of the young man with the back sword.
Wei Wei did not come to some flustered.
Chen Ping’s wrists shook, and the bamboo box disappeared out of thin air.
The wrist was twisted, and there was another bucket in the hand, which was worn on the head and helped.
I don't know why, the gods and mountains that have been included in the landscape of a country's mountains and rivers are involuntarily kneeling sour, and the life of a is as if it has been defeated by the Supreme Immortal Law.
It is only compared to the mountains south of Shue Shun Lake.
After practicing the boxing in the Luozhushanlou, Chen Pingan began to be restrained.
Although not completely able to retract, but it is not as arrogant as before, and I am not aware of it.
Otherwise, this trip to the ancient temple, where Chen Ping can see Wei Wei and the two prostitutes.
next moment.
The female ghost Wei Wei is a pair of beautiful apricot eyes.
I don't know when the young man in the green shirt has stood outside the sword of the burly mountain god.
Just the distance of a sword.
Because the man had already pulled out the sword from the sword, and the sword pointed up and stabbed the squat of the mountain monster, and it was directly picked up from the ground.
The golden body of a mountain began to crack a number of slits on the spot.
Chen Pingan looked up slightly. "The Huangpi River demon who killed the head in the past has a cause and effect karma, so killing a landscape is just a lot."
Wei Wei is overwhelmed by the sky.
I only feel that the world is quiet, only the voice of the Qingshan swordsman, sounds long.
"It doesn't matter, this cause and effect, I picked it up."
The female ghost Wei Wei didn't even know when the man left. After a long time, he only came back a little, could move his mind, but began to daze, I don't know why he didn't kill himself.
Of course, I don’t know the sword at the end. Is it really a half-bright soldier?
In the ancient temple, it was the rich female ghost, and began to beg for mercy.
The tall female ghost came to Wei Wei’s side, and the trembling said:
The master has been thinking about things. The singer shouted and did not respond. He asked the slave to tell the master, saying that in this ancient temple, let’s not come again. If you can accumulate more yin, it is not a bad thing. Maybe the Bodhisattva on the ancient temple side is watching."
Wei Wei also perceives his own grotesque situation, forcibly running the technique, as if forcibly pulling out his feet from the mud, which restores the mind and clearness, gasps, as a female ghost, all sweating, her dress And embroidered shoes, no more than the niece around, is not the kind of poor obstacles.
Wei Wei squinted at the ground where there was a mountain monster but the empty ground, and there was no blood. The frown asked: "What about that person?"
The tall female ghost shook her head: "When you say it, you will leave."
Wei Weigang wanted to kick the and smash it, but he suddenly recovered the embroidered shoes. He was annoyed: "Leave your life! Go back to the government and be punished!"
She waved her hand, "Go, hurry!"
Just before leaving the ancient temple, she stopped at the threshold and turned her hands together. The female ghost who never believed in the Buddha, turned down and whispered: "Buddha bless, Bodhisattva bless..."
Finally, Wei Wei glanced at the pile of bonfires that had not been extinguished.
They plundered and went home.
After Wei Wei’s three-headed female ghost left.
It took a long time for the green shirt to return to the ancient temple, picking up the fight, still facing the pair of bonfires, and occasionally adding dead branches, like a vigil.
During the period, I got up once, then stood in the temple, closed my eyes, and gently swung the sword once in the position of holding the sword.
The sky is slightly bright.
He walked out of the temple gate, came to the cliff, and slowly walked.
After finishing the punch, he stood and turned his head and smiled.
Chen Pingan took back his sight and looked up.
The sky is wide and the scenery is picturesque.
I believe that in the spring of the next year, there will be peach red, Li Huabai, and cauliflower yellow.