Chapter 594: Old and small on the lonely mountain

Before the summer solstice, Chen Pingan almost did not leave the house, nearly ten hours a day, are refining.
Ning Yao is more exaggerated and went directly to the retreat.
As soon as there was a flying sword from Ningfu, Fan Dache would go to Ningfu to practice, not to eat Chen Ping’s fist, or to fly or Dong Hei’s flying sword. Chen Sanqiu will not shoot, and he has to go home with Fan Dache. Both the dragonfly and the Dong painted symbols have purple swords and red makeup. Once the sword is drawn, Fan Dache is even more miserable. Fan Dache now only hates his qualifications, and there is no "big understanding" in the "big Che". Chen Pingan said that as long as his Fan Dache was covered in Jin Dan, the sword would come to an end, and then he went to the wine shop and made a few scorpions, and he was done.
The Jianmeng repair of the Great Wall of Jianqi Great Wall, how can it be so simple to break open the bottleneck, and it is like Jin Dan, which is like a real and crowning ceremony.
The reason why the Great Wall of Jianqi can become the strongest part of the sword repair in the world, can also attract the sharp swords and swords of the world, and naturally there is a mystery, it is in the sword repair here, such as pure Wufu Being fed a fist, for a moment, the situation is very good, and the foundation is played firmly, which means that the bottleneck is bigger. If there is a boutonniere, it is not allowed to straighten.
The same Fan Dache, the same dragon gate, if it is going to the downhill of the vast world, it will be much easier to break through the border. It is just such a breakthrough. The ranks of Jindan are much worse. In the long run, it is not worth the candle. Unless it is the monk monk who is really hopeless in the Great Wall of Jianqi, he will go to the mountain for a period of time and try his luck. After all, after Jindan, every time he is higher, it is a real life of a hundred years and even a thousand years. .
However, under the monk Jin Dan, it is not allowed to go to the hanging hills to practice, it is the iron law of the Jiancheng Great Wall, in order to completely kill the young sword repair. Therefore, when Ning Yao left home and sneaked down to the mountain, even if he was qualified by Ning Yao, there was no need to take any shortcuts. It’s just that the boss’s swordsman has closed his eyes with one eye, and Aliang secretly escorted her, and personally followed Ning Yao all the way to the hanging mountain to catch the pavilion. The others are just complaining, there will be no one. A sword fairy really went to block Ning Yao.
In recent times, Wu Pingan and Fan Daqi have partnered together. He and Dong Huanfu have joined forces. The Feijian sword is used casually, but there is no need for a sword. The four people only use wooden sticks as swords. The way to win and lose is also very weird. Broken, one party loses. As a result, a pile of wooden sticks placed on the martial arts field was almost used by Fan Dache. This is the result of Chen Ping’s second rescue of Fan Dache.
In any case, Fan Dache was able to stand and leave Ningfu. Before going home, he would go to the wine shop to drink the cheapest bamboo sea hole wine.
Chen Sanqiu will also talk to Fan Dashu about the gains and losses of practicing swords and the swordsmanship. When Fan Dache is drinking, he listens to the guidance of good friends and his eyes are bright.
In particular, Chen Pingan suggested that after the four of them joined forces, they would fight against the swordsman Nalan’s night, and let Fan Daqi eager to try.
In addition to the hundreds of swords and seals that have been sold out in succession, the shop has launched a new book that has been bound into a book, and also has a bamboo fan attached to it. Some private seals that are not outside the seal of the sword, the bamboo fan bones and the fan are still ordinary materials, and the kung fu is only in the poems and seals.
Just like the big and small restaurants, the stacking wine shop is forced to hang the couplet. The Jianqi Great Wall is now the size of the cloth and the satin shop. It also gives the shop a gift to give some delicate things like folding fans, powdered sachets, etc. It is a wealthy woman who is well-off and does not lack private money. It seems that she does not buy anything from other shops. In fact, many women may not really like the seals and folding fans of the shop, but only a few women. Jian Xian, as well as many women who came out of the stalwart, have patronized the shop, as if the woman did not go there to buy something, the eyes will be inferior, how can this be done.
Not only that, but some of the big men who are slow and uncomfortable on weekdays don’t know that they were drinking at the side of the wine shop. I heard that something was going on the ground or asking the people to go to the house. I bought some beautiful satin that I couldn’t use, and gave it to my woman along with the folding fan. Many women actually think that they are expensive, but when they look at the expectations of those who are in their own hands, they have to say something they like. . After the leisure, in the summer, cool in the summer, open the folding fan, breezy, look at the beautiful words on the fan, do not understand, and then whispered with others, knowing the meaning, it will be really good.
Chen Ping’s refining was completed this day, walking in the night and coming alone to the Xiaolongya pavilion.
Ning Yao is now in the close of the Chamber of Secrets. Before the retreat, Ning Yao did not say much. He only said that he would not be a broken child. There is no risk anyway.
Chen Pingan has to wait at least five years on the Jianqi Great Wall. If the war still does not start, he will have to rush back to Baoliangzhou. After all, there are many things in the hometown, and then you need to leave immediately. Return to the overhanging mountain. Today's Intercontinental Feijian communication, Jianqi Great Wall and inverted hanging mountains are extremely strict, need to pass two hands, are inaccurate, only have the opportunity to send out or get the hand. This is especially troublesome for Chen Pingan.
It is not impossible to take advantage of the opportunity to go to the hanging hills, and then hand over the secret letter and home book to the Guihua Island of the old Dragon City Fanjia, or the mountain turtle of Sun Jiashu. The two sides are generally not bad rules and can win the bottle. Zhou then helped to forward it to Luoshan Mountain. Today, Chen Pingan, it is not too difficult to make this thing. The price will certainly be there. Otherwise, the Jiancheng Great Wall and the inverted mountain will inspect the Feijian, which will become a big one. Jokes, it’s true that Jian Xian and Dao Jun are not well-made. However, Chen Pingan is not afraid of paying the necessary price, but does not want to have Fan Jia and Sun Jia, in addition to the bright and honest business, and the Luoshan Mountain, too much, people are kind and lonely, and they can’t pay dividends. It was dragged into many whirlpools by his lonely mountain.
Chen Pingan walked down the dragon cliff and returned to the small house. There was only one room with a stamp table. Now there is another table. It is a hand-painted Longquan County Kanto map. Officials have seen it and should be less happy. Because this map accurately draws all the Longquan Long Kiln, Tiankui Kiln, Star Dome, Wenchang Kiln, Wulong Kiln, Chongling Kiln, Flower Kiln, Tongyin Kiln, Paper Town Kiln, Ganoderma Kiln , Yuxi kiln, lotus kiln...
There are also two books on the table, all written by Chen Pingan. One record records the historical inheritance of all the kiln kiln mouths. One of the four major names of the big towns in the town is written in small towns. It is estimated that the Sui and Huang Dynasties’ squadrons will not be happy.
Many records are written by Chen Ping with his memory. There are still more than half of the secret files collected in the past few years, one by one, and one by one.
Chen Pingan hands clasped his sleeves, his body gently shaking back and forth, staring at the map.
The head does not turn, stretched out the sleeves, and the flipped through the pages of one of the books. It was Zhengyang Mountain, blinked, and turned over. It was the Qingfeng City Xu.
They are all old acquaintances.
The eighteenth generations of the ancestors were clearly recorded in the booklet. It is estimated that Chen Pingan is more aware of the detailed context of their respective hills and families than the children of the two masters of the Xianjiaquanmen.
These are two books that have been roughly completed. There will be two sub-books, and the text will only be more. One is about the dragon kiln trading and the porcelain, and the buyers may be the ones. Home, Biezhou Zongmen, in addition to the seemingly bottom-level city of Xinghua Lane Majia, there will be high-ranking, money can pass the gods of Qiong Linzong, wrote the Qiong Linzong of the North of Luzhou, naturally around Open Xu Wei, and then the cool Zongzong main He Xiaoliang, so it is necessary to involve the gods of the Xianjia who hold the ear of the ear. Another book, written in the small towns of the town and the many fairy houses outside the pipa pipa, the two deputy books, will naturally cross each other, implicated.
Chen Pingan walked out of the house, Nalan stood at the door of the night, some look dignified, and there was a bit of resentment, because the old man stood next to an unnamed disciple, and Jin Danjian, who was born and raised in the Great Wall of Jianqi, repaired Cui Wei.
Nalan’s night murder was heavy, and it seemed that one couldn’t help it. He wanted to kill this person on the spot.
Chen Ping’s heart was clear, and he smiled at the old man: "Grandpa Nalan does not have to be so blameful. Afterwards, I will be empty. I will talk to Grandpa Nalan for a heartfelt question."
Nalan nodded at night and turned to Cui Wei and said: "From now on, you and I are going tonight, and there is no sense of mentoring."
Cui Wei looked indifferent and gave up the sword to the sword.
As for what Cui Wei thinks in his heart, a person who can hold back to this day will certainly not show it.
Nalan’s night went by.
Chen Pingan moved two chairs out and Cui Wei was seated gently. "Mr. Chen should have already guessed it."
Chen Ping nodded and said: "There was some suspicion at the beginning, because the surname was too squinting. I was afraid of the well rope by the snake for ten years. I don’t think so much. It’s just after such a long period of observation that my suspicion has been reduced. Most of the time, after all, you should never leave the Great Wall of the Sword. It is hard to believe that someone can be so forbearing, but even if you don’t understand why you are willing to do so, can you say that the true preacher who led you to practice the way? Is Cui Wei's inserted in the Great Wall of the sword long before?"
Cui Wei nodded. "Mr. Chen guessed it well. Not only me, but almost all of them are not willing to admit that it is a spoiled existence. For example, the Huangzhou in Dalingling Lane, the road to practice, all come from an inconspicuous one. Accidents, no traces, so we even were completely in the dark at the beginning, what should be done afterwards, what to say, in the extremely subtle manipulation, will eventually be known on a certain day, such as my Cui Wei, suddenly A certain instruction that fits the cipher will voluntarily enter Ningfu to identify with Mr. Chen."
Cui Wei straightforwardly said: "In the past, even if Mr. Chen asked me carefully, I would not say it. I said, there is no point in meaning. The first person who preached for Cui Wei was already killed in the battlefield in the south. Cui Wei visited Ningfu today. To say one thing, Mr. Chen will be handed over to Cui Wei if he is a secret letter sent to Baoliangzhou. Mr. Chen can of course choose to believe or not."
Chen Ping shook his head and said: "I certainly don't believe you, and I won't give you any letters. But you can rest assured that you are now harmless and harmless in Ningfu. I won't do anything more. Later, Cui Wei is still Cui Wei, but only less. The unnamed disciple of Nalan’s night line is implicated in this layer.

Cui Wei took out a cobblestone from the sleeve and handed it to Chen Pingan. The Jin Danjian repair did not say a word.
Chen Pingan took over and was the stone in the spring of Luyu Yuying Cliff, and Cui Dongshan took it.
Chen Ping took over the stone and earned the sleeves. He smiled and said: "If you meet me later, don't go to Ningfu. Try to go to the wine shop. Of course, you still have to fight for less, so as not to make people suspicious. I only have something to look for. You will move your Cui Wei’s nothing card a little. I will not talk about my own drinking with friends from next month. If I want to send a letter, I will move the card first, then I will only On the first day of the first day, I will meet you. If there is no exception, next month, it will be postponed until the second day. If there are exceptions, I will also greet you when I meet you. Generally speaking, send letters within one year. Letters, up to two times are enough. If you have better contact information, or about your concerns, you can come up with a charter and tell me back."
"remember."
Cui Wei stood up and left silently.
Chen Pingan stood up and did not see off.
Nalan’s night line appeared under the eaves and he said:
Knowing people knows what to do.

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "We should be glad to have a 'bad one'."
As for what is good for Cui Wei, or to help Nalan’s night trip, Cui Wei is not necessary.
Nalan’s nightwalk was a bitter smile and even more embarrassing.
Chen Pingan led the old man to the opposite room, and the old man took out two pots of wine.
I heard that Chen Pingan said that the book of Jane Lake was about the heart of the game, and many insiders said that it was useless. In general, it is not surprising to let the old man feel relieved and lose to Cui Wei.
Nalan’s night line couldn’t help but drink a pot of wine, and finally asked:
So bad, how the grandfather came over.

Chen Pingan laughed: "Grandpa Nalan has not said the answer?"
Nalan’s night trip took a long time, and she immediately noticed and laughed.

The Great Wall of Jianqi is in the heat of the summer. Longquan County, Baoliangzhou, which is in the world, has entered the first snowfall of the winter.
The Lost Mountain Masters Hall is not at the main peak, and there is some distance from the residence of the mansion, but Chen Wenshu goes to the side of the ancestral hall of the 霁色峰 in the first half of the year, opens the door and carefully cleans it.
Today, I saved money with Zhou Miye and followed Chen Wenshu, saying that I would help. On the way to the road, I will pay for the money, and I will go to the right to protect the law, and I will respect the hands of the mountain sticks, and I will play the crazy swordsmanship that has been playing all the way, breaking countless snowflakes.
When I arrived at the outer gate of the Zu Shi Tang Fu, I stood on the steps with my hands and swords. Looking around, the snow was heavy, and the Master was not on the lonely mountain. Her disciple, who was a great disciple, had a loneliness in the world.
Chen Wenshu, holding a small bucket, took out the key and opened the door. Behind the gate was a large patio. Later, it was the unguarded Zu Shi Tang. Zhou Mi took the bucket and took a deep breath to make a sense of life. In the deep snow-covered patio, he ran wildly, his hands swayed in the bucket, and soon he got a bucket of clear water. He lifted it up and gave it to Chen Wenshu, who stood at a high place. Chen Wenshu would cross the threshold. Going to the ancestral hall where the portraits are hanging and the seats are placed, the money suddenly pulls Chen Wenshu and pulls her behind her. She bends her money and bends her hand, holding a mountain stick and staring at the ancestral hall. Placed near the front of the centered chair.
That is the chair of my master.
After a burst of squad, then there was an old gentleman wearing a Confucian shirt and a white hair.
Looking at the thin old man and looking at it.
The world is full of lights like a galaxy.
It was a state of mind that she had never seen before, and she looked innocent, as if she had no eyes to see, and the scenery was endless.
The old man stood next to the chair, behind him, there were three hanging images, and the little girl who looked up outside the door was very emotional.
I don’t have to pay for an old face, but I borrow something from people and bet on people.
After all, it’s still a close disciple of his own, and he never let the gentleman and the brothers disappoint.
Asked for money: "Wen Sheng Lao?"
The old man only stunned, but he was not so called, curiously asked: "Why is it the old man?"
It’s a serious question:
It’s extra high.

The old man smiled and nodded. "This is very good."
A certain knowledge of one's own veins can only be understood as the secret of not spreading, so fast to carry forward?
The money looked at the highest point of the hanging image, and took back the line of sight. Lang said: "Wen Sheng Lao, you are such a big living person, it seems to be more majestic than the hanging image!"
Chen Wenshu blinked and didn't talk.
Zhou Mi's squinting his head, frowning hard, squatting back and forth between the hanging image and the old show, she really did not come out.
The old man coughed a few times, pulled the neckline, straightened his waist and asked: "Really?"
I saved my head and shook my neck, shaking my head from side to side, looking left and right, picking up the heel and looking down. Finally, I nodded: "It’s true, it’s right! The big white goose praises me!

The old man laughed and laughed, and greeted the three little gimmicks. He was seated here. They all had seats. The old man only lowered his voice. "I went to Luoshan, you know what you know." Never talk to anyone else."
Cough and cough, "warm trees, rice!"
Chen Wenshu immediately nodded: "Okay."
Zhou Mi's squatting with the money of the "God" is a mountain stick, and his chest is closed, and his mouth is closed.
From now on, she will be a dumb. Besides, she was originally a big monster from the dumb lake.
The old man walked slowly in the ancestral hall, and Chen Wenshu began to familiarize himself with cleaning a chair and saving money to stand beside his seat. Zhou Miye wanted to sit on the post with Zhang Youwei. On the seat, the result was a blink of an eye. Without a few rituals, my master’s elders came to visit, and the old gentleman did not sit down. You sat down with a hammer. Zhou Mi's grain stood up immediately, and there was some little grievance in my heart. I didn't want to let the old gentleman know who he was.
The old show was in his eyes, laughing on his face and saying nothing.
I was able to bring the money to the road today, and my own retreat disciple, the mind that was spent on it, was quite a lot. Teaching is so good, it is even more valuable.
This is actually the third time that Lao Xiu came to Luoshan Mountain. Two times before, when he came and went in a hurry, he did not set foot on this place. After this time, he was busy again and worked hard.
Previously, only the old man sneaked into the town to learn, standing in it, standing in a position.
Looking up, in the early years, there should be a little girl in the classroom, who is sitting in danger, seemingly concentrate on listening to classes, but in fact, travels thousands of miles.
There will be Lin Shouyi who is focused on the singer. Where does the gentleman say where he wants?
There will be a little chicken licking rice to sleep.
There will be Zhao Wei who could not imagine his future at that time. He will leave the gentleman one day, sit in the oxcart, and finally travel alone in the Middle China.
There will be a well-informed Dong Shuijing, a little girl with a shofar.
The old man stood there and thought of a named disciple who was similar to Mao Xiaodong. Ma Zhan, step by step and wrong, suddenly realized that there was a chance to repent, but he was only willing to die.
When the old man finds out in the end, it seems that everything is wrong, he is in himself, as a gentleman who teaches the evangelism, and teaches the disciples the knowledge, not enough, and teaches the disciples how to settle down. It is even more confusing.
It’s harder for the old show to bow.
It’s just that today I went to the downhill mountain ancestral hall where I closed my disciples. The tall hanging statues, the well-ordered chairs, the clear windows, and the spotlessness, especially the three lively and lovely little girls, the old talents have a bit of smile. But the old show is getting more and more stunned, and how is his portrait hanging at the top? How much did you do for your disciple? Can you carefully teach and learn about it? Can you like Cui Wei, take it with you, travel together for miles? There may be like Mao Xiaodong and Ma Zhanna. If you have doubts in your heart, you can ask Mr. In addition to a few words and a few words, I was indoctrinated with a young man's sequential doctrine, so that the disciples were too young to be trapped, and they had a lot of thoughts. In that year, there was only a few drunken words. How did they become a gentleman?
Some of the knowledge, getting involved early, it is difficult to enter the mountain and move the mountain.
The old gentleman is hard to behave.
At that time, after studying, the old man turned his head and looked out. It was like a child with yellow skinny skin, picking up his heels and standing outside the window sill. The child opened his eyes, raised his ears, listened to the book, smelled the book, and looked inside. Mr. Student, a lonely child standing outside the school, a pair of clean eyes, full of embarrassment.
In the life after the child, it is hoped that he will carry a big basket and when he is collecting medicine on the mountain, he will be bold and shouting loudly and unspeakingly, "the beginning of man, the nature is good", on the downhill road, reciting "The heavens and the earth are yellow, the universe is flooded", between the mountains and the mountains, the sun is exposed, the sweat is dripping, the children are resting in the shade of the trees, playing with the grass, winning or losing are themselves, holding up one hand, kneeling If you win and win, you will be a little childish.
It is not uncommon for children to suffer so much in life.
It’s only a small age, but I’ve lost it myself, but it’s rare.
The old man even regretted the words that he had said with Chen Pingan. The shoulders of the young Lang should provoke Yang Liuyi and the grass to fly.
With the money, these children said that there is no problem, and Chen Ping said this, is it too standing and talking without backache?
However, the old show only thought again, and then look at today's Luoshan, it seems that the early years and the sandals and teenagers are so speech, and the most correct.
Finally, they found that the old gentleman who came from afar, sat on a chair closest to the threshold, sat quietly there, looking up at the three hanging images.
I don’t go to see the picture of my own in the middle of the house. I watched Cui Cheng’s hanging image for a long time, nodded gently, muttered, and no one really heard it. Finally, the old gentleman always looked at the hanging image of his own disciple. sound.
The old gentleman said to himself: "Or 曰: ‘How do you complain about Germany?’

The old gentleman asked himself and replied: "Zi Zi: ‘Why is it to report morality? To report complaints directly, to report morality with morality.’


A cross-country ferry from Guibao Island, Guihua Island, and a pair of hometowns are the swordsmen of the Beizhou Luzhou.
When Master’s green shirt and sword fairy, it’s probably still unclear. He’s now in the many lanes of the Great Wall of the Sword, and it’s inexplicably famous.