Chapter 63: That's it

At that time, in the small street, the rain gradually stopped. Ning Yao turned to look at Chen Ping, who had a stable breath and calm posture. Although she did not like Yang Laotou, she had to admit that the old man was a real high-ranking man.
"Yang old man is not a simple person."
Ning Yao paused for a moment, turned his head and looked around, the inconspicuous Yangjia shop, Tianjie Xiaoyu Runru crisp, the medicine shop after the rain, the contour is soft, the water vapor is smashing, the girl made some minor modifications: "Yang Laotou It's not easy."
Chen Ping did not hear the difference between the two, just sighed and smiled: "I used to think that Yang is very good and very fair. Now I know that Grandpa Yang is hidden, Ning girl, he should also Is it a practitioner?"
Ning Yao said a word that Chen Pingan could not understand. "Some like, but it is not the same, but for you, there is no difference."
Now I am at the southern end of the bridge, and Chen Ping, who is not dead, looks back at the girl in Tsing Yi. The mood of the boy is also very different.
When she heard the footsteps, she smiled and stood up, and saw the grass-shoe boy and the green-robed girl standing side by side, and a girl with a ponytail was slightly embarrassed. Chen Pingan did not dare to treat the girl named Yu Xiu as a normal girl. Of course, the image that the girl most impressed him was still sitting on the mountain.
Yan Xiu looked at Ning Yao, who was indifferent and arrogant, and she did not dare to say hello.
Ning Yao squinted at the delicate and delicate girl who was born and raised, and was not willing to say hello.
The three walked down the steps of the bridge, and Chen Ping whispered softly: "I heard Mr. Qi say that Liu Yuyang is fine."
Yan Xiu nodded hard and said: "Wake up and wake up, Yang Jiapu's shopkeeper met, said that it was the prince of the king, let Liu Yiyang a horse, only to return to this life. The old treasurer also said that just wake up Even if there is no big deal at all. I am afraid that you are in a hurry, I want to tell you the first time, but I will not let me walk through the bridge..."
The girl is sloppy, like a sly branch of the oriole, and at the end of the day, she apologizes.
In fact, some girls did not say anything. After Liu Xiaoyang woke up, she rushed out of the door for the first time. After coming to the bridge, she went to tell the news of the teenager, and she forgot that she would not allow her to enter the town, just she just To run down the bridge from the north end, she was dragged back by her god-dead father. The girl said that she asked her to sit on the south end of the stairs.
This is not the beginning of love, or the love of a child, but the kindness of life.
Of course, the premise is that Chen Pingan, this guy, did not make girls feel annoying, on the contrary, there are some good feelings, or the recognition of Chen Pingan.
All this is the first time that the two young people have seen the young cows. The young people are willing to fish for others. Afterwards, the left hand wounds have a cold air and they don’t feel regret. After Liu Yuyang suffered a change, the teenager is willing to stand up and take responsibility. The things that Chen Ping’s own accumulated blessings are bit by bit.
All this is the long-standing persistence of the young Chen Ping, but it just happened to be met by the girl Yan Xiu. In fact, Chen Ping missed it, of course, more, such as the golden squid in the fishing rod, the one that was given to Gu Yu The muddy, and the four-legged snake, the leaves that fell in front of the young boy's eyes, and so on, all these missed opportunities, will never be held by the young man because Chen Pingan is a blessed person.
Chen Pingan and Ning Yao Yuxiu walked down the bridge, and the young girls did not realize that a grain of water with different grain levels fell quietly into the stream.
Those drops of water, either originally draped under the bridge, or gathered on the railing of the bridge, or in the pit of the outer edge of the bridge aisle, are the same.
In the end, they all fell into the creek and merged into the stream.
At the same time, Yangjiapu has a large number of water, and the backyard of a small pond is full of turbidity. It is like a backyard in all the backyards of the world. There is a blur of smoke in the air. The figure, faintly visible, is a hunchback old man with a faceless face.
Yang Laotou was not surprised by this, and he picked up the dry smoke and asked: "What do you see?"
The figure was like a water plant, and it was involuntarily "swaying with the water". The hoarse voice said: "That little girl, so it is the only daughter of the next saint here, how noble is the status, why do you prefer the young boy?"
Yang Laotou smiled and said: "Just this?"
The old man on the water was trembled and he did not dare to speak.
The old man said slowly: "Since you have reached this step now, some rules should be made clear to you, so that you can avoid the death of the back body, do not know what is going on, and feel that you are wronged."
The old man seems to be brewing the sky, not rushing to speak.
After the rain stopped, the water in the courtyard gradually dive, and the old man became more and more blurred. He said pity: "Da Xian, I just want to see more grandchildren."
Yang Laotou, who was interrupted by his thoughts, was somewhat impatient: "How do you think, it is your business, I am too lazy to take care of this."
Speaking of this, the old man is a bit stunned and said to himself: "If you are lucky, if you fall into the hands of the three religions, do you have any two words to come and go, and where is the present situation. The Buddha has the idea of ​​falling to the heart and mind." It is very important to think about and make a wish. Confucianism is better. It is not broad enough. It is just a bitter and painful teaching. Tell the disciples and grandchildren that they must be cautious and independent. The meaning is to say that they are different. The Taoist, and how to think The importance of 'exalting up, not hesitating to regard the devil as the enemies of the practice, is stricter than the Buddha's family. Therefore, many people have many so-called side-by-side roads as they walk the road. Because the Taoist pursuit of cleanliness, pay attention to self-question, once Those questions left by the Taoist ancestors, if you ask yourself, you will be confused..."
The old man who smoked the smoke, such as the hidden dragon in the sea of ​​clouds, the old man heard more like a cloud, she is a native of this place, and has not read the book, naturally can not understand these mysterious and mysterious knowledge, she can only Hard-headed rote memorization.
Yang old man suddenly smiled: "You don't have to remember this because we don't care about this."
The old man is stunned.
Yang old man repeated, "We don't care what you think, just see what you do."
The old man said: "Da Xian, I remember."
Yang Laotou twitched his mouth and said: "Because he is a river woman, he is responsible for all the affairs in the river. It is not only for the accumulation of yin and for himself, but also for the people who have won the water and soil. If you can make people build temples for you, To shape the golden body, to make a squat in it, that is your skill. After that, we must strive to let the court accommodate you, and become the official sect of the mountains and rivers within a country. If you want to enshrine your temple, and finally be treated as an obscene, and then be sent to the government to eradicate it, and the golden body will be overthrown, then your days will be harder, and you will be more uncomfortable than the lonely ghost. ""
The old man said with courage: "Da Xian, as you said before, we are all banned here, then my little river girl, in addition to the sacred life, what can I do? What do you say about the temple incense, the mountain river spectrum? And the local county magistrate..."
Yang Laotou said: "This is before, it will not be easy to say in the future. In the future, it will be reduced from a small hole to a small blessed land without a threshold. Anyone can come here and never have to pay the three bags of copper coins. It is also the root of why the emperor is so unscrupulous. Some things are done sixty years ago, or sixty years later, and the results will be completely different."
The old man gnawed his teeth and asked: "Da Xian, is the reason why I am willing to shelter me, is it because of my grandson?"
Yang Laotou nodded and did not hide his original intention.
The old man asked again, "In this case, why did Daxian let the Zhenwushan arsenal take away my family? Why don't you cultivate it yourself?"
It turned out that the old man who was incarnate as Hepo was the mother-in-law of Xinghua Lane, who was killed by a slap.
Yang Laotou gently slammed the tobacco rod, and the old figure of the soul condensed into a water figure, suddenly distorted, mourning.
This pain without warning, like a common man, suddenly suffered from the pain of smashing the bones, how can the old man bear?
Yang Laotou said indifferently: "Although in my eyes, there is no good or bad, there is no difference between right and wrong, not to use this to weigh Yin, does not mean that I like what you do. It used to be bad for you. But in the future, even if I will kill you, it will only be between the thoughts, so don't take a shot."
The old man fell to the ground and asked for mercy: "Da Xian, I dare not dare!"
Zhenwushan sword repair cost a huge price, please the next surname Yin surname, facing the rude question of the young horse bitter Xuan, at that time even the soldier Jian Xiu felt heart, for fear of causing thunder anger, why in the end, Yin surname Is the true God a serious reply to the teenager? Even the words "not to be wrong, can't be" are answered by human words.
This is not a question and answer between the gods and the gods.
It’s just that this is the same. I’m afraid that even the sword that has been detached is unclear. It’s just the rules and considerations of the true God’s own unknowns, but the old people in the small courtyard know well.
That boy is the fate of the destiny.
Nothing is inferior to the female child.
Wang Zhu, Wang Zhu.
Together they are beads.
A true dragon, what is the most precious?
Beads!
Why did she choose to rely on the Emperor Song of Songs?
The world's emperors have always liked to use the real dragon to live on their own. One person can be linked to the dynasty. It is obvious that the two are strong and strong, and complement each other.
But then again, the practice of the road, the long road, air transport, talent, roots, opportunity, temperament, indispensable, can finally be practiced on the road, both step by step first, but also thick and thin hair is late, so there is no absolute.
In this generation of towns, in addition to Ma Bianxuan and Zhigui, in fact, Song set salary, Zhao Wei, Gu Yu, Yan Xiu, Liu Yuyang, and those children with various fatalities can be said to be the pride of the sky.
Even if he is the bottomless Yang Laotou, he does not dare to say who's achievements will be higher than anyone.
Yang Laotou stunned the water in the eye and said: "Go, you only need to stare at the movement on the bridge."
The old man said: "Da Xian, the bridge over there, especially the deep pool, even I can't get close, every time I just have a little past, just like cooking in a pan..."
Yang old man smiled. "You don't have to be close, just look at the bridge. For example, if something flies out of the bridge in the future, you can see where it is going."
The old man quickly took the lead and left.
Above the water in the courtyard, there was no such thing as a smoke-like fog.
"Master Master!"
At the back door of Yangjiapuzi Zhengtang, Zheng Dafeng shouted and hurriedly complained.
Two people came to the backyard one after the other, and Zheng Dafeng at the foot of the front gave birth to the wind. "The brothers returned, the good news of Tianda!"
Yang Laotou looked at the handsome man behind Zheng Dafeng, who nodded.
But the man who wants to speak and stop, the question of the full stomach, is just a slap in the face, I do not know how to ask.
In the end, the man was just sulking and sulking: "Master, why is it that the horse is a disciple, not the boy? I don't like the boy named Ma."
Yang old man blinked his eyes: "So you are willing to grab the golden squid and sell it to Chen Pingan!!"
The middle-aged man has to have too much bones compared to Zheng Dafeng, who is in front of the old man. He is sitting on the bench where Chen was sitting on the ground. "Is it? I am happy. Master, don't you like the child?"
If Chen Ping is present, he will be shocked, because the middle-aged man who was selling fish on the street was the one.
Yang old smiled and said: "What is the result? The fish and the golden dragonfly are sent to Chen Ping's hand? Um?!"
The man is unhappy and doesn't say anything.
Zheng Dafeng ignited in the wind. "Senior brother, it’s not me who said you, white dragonfly, your dragon king, ah, who is not good, but gave the big cockroaches to the head, the little prince who was swearing. Be careful after Song Changjing You will pay for it after the fall. Besides, the fat water does not flow outside the field, leaving me a nephew and a niece, how, brother, you think that the baby is hot, it is not good, give it to me."
Yang old man’s eyes were cold and cold, and Zheng Dafeng’s enthusiasm, no longer dare to say more than half a word, raised his hands and sat on the steps honestly.
The old man said: "With Yan Nanhua, go to Laolongcheng together."
Zheng Dafeng was surprised and turned his head and looked at the old man's faceless expression.
The bachelor man who was looking for the door in the town, slowly recovered his sight, patted his knees, smiled and got up, did not say a word, walked down the steps and walked to the back door of the shop.
Behind the voice of the majesty of the old man, "Remember, death must not reveal the roots!"
Zheng Dafeng smiled even more, nodded, did not turn around, and stepped up.
After walking to the back door corridor of the main hall, the man turned and squatted and slammed his head. Shen Sheng said: "Master takes care of his body."
From beginning to end, the old man said nothing.
Zheng Dafeng suddenly left Yangjiapu.
On the bench, the man Li Er, some of the same door brother Zheng Dafeng grievances: "Master, you are too young to the younger brother..."
The old man smiled: "Not close to human feelings?"
The man nodded. "The younger brother didn't have a good life all the time, but you are very good at Master. If you tell the truth, I can't compare him."
The old man is undecided about this. "There is no root duckweed. Even the weeds on the roadside are better than death. Where is the death?"
The man sighed: "The younger brother left the town, and he must have been uncomfortable."
"In general, if you want to follow the same path, you need to have three disciples, one is 'can use big', and you can master the light. After the death of Master, you can pick up the girders and live in the town. It is both a face and a quilt. One can 'continue the incense', it seems that the skill is not as good as the former, but the victory is tough, the sky is falling, even if the useful disciple is dead, it can be this person, can guarantee the incense of the teacher, the peak, The effect is not obvious, it is very important to be in a dangerous moment when the door is weak. The last one must be 'interesting', good talent, good bones, everything is good, very interesting, not even how to be grateful to Master and Zongmen. Master, will not talk to such a disciple about everything. As the saying goes, the church apprentice is starving to death, and finally this apprentice is like this."
The man curiously asked: "I, the younger brother, and the horse bitterness, which one is it?"
Yang old man smiled and said: "So many years have passed, who said that I only have three of your apprentices?"
The man stunned and smiled a little. "I forgot this."
Yang Laotou smiled and asked: "How about Song Changjing?"
The man thought for a moment and only found two words. "Not bad."
Yang Laotou smoked dry smoke, swallowed clouds and spit, and said it was awkward: "That is very powerful."
The man said: "Song Changjing promised..."
Not waiting for the apprentice to finish, Yang old man slammed his feet and the world was silent.
The man smiled and said: "Master, let's do things in these years, can't be hidden, but also care about these?"
Yang old man slowly said: "Do not do it even if you do it, do you want to rebel?"
The man asked: "Is there two?"
Yang old man looked up at the sky, his eyes passed through the three layers of heaven and earth, and the old man kept silent.
The man was in a heavy mood and asked: "Master, my two children, really want to go to the Cliff College?"
Yang Laotou, "Since Qi Jingchun is willing to take this as an exchange, why not go? This is a good thing, saying that it is a hundred years, it is not exaggerated."
Yang Laotou asked: "Why does Qi Jingchun give Chen Ping a sigh of relief?"
Yang old man smiled and said: "Do you think that is to help Chen Pingan? Abandon the child is not fast enough to die, you believe it or not, if you successfully send out the dragon king and the golden carp, three days, Chen Pingan must be violent Somewhere in the town?"
The man doubted: "Chen Pingan was smashed by the smashing porcelain before he was six years old, so he was not bound. Although it made the child unable to keep a big chance, it was both a bad thing and a good thing. He Like a light in the dark room, there are so many moths and fires happening. During this period, it is not normal for the poor child to get something like that?"
Yang Laotou explained: "As long as it is in the town, Chen Ping will not have any good luck. The chance is too great. The child can't afford it. He can't keep it. It's empty and poor. He can survive. It's quite It’s not easy. Change to those so-called arrogant sons, which ones don’t die seven or eight times.

The man smiled and said: "So this is the reason why Master is willing to help him. Master, you can give it, it is just the only thing Chen Ping can take."
Yang old man hesitated for a moment and spit out a thick smog. "Then you know, you tried to give Chen Ping's chance, and he almost killed him. The big prince and the eunuch, Ning Yao, the criminal assassin, that weird Taoist... Chen Pingan almost died on this line."
The man frowned.
Yang Laotou changed a topic. "The saints who used to be in charge of this world are often the first thing to do. They are to look at the victorious things left by the four ancestors. The second thing is to come to me and make a sound. Hello, but even these saints, most of them are aware of it, I don’t know why. There are two kinds of people who will not come to me. The first situation is mostly early years, then The Dongbao Pingzhou Buddhism is prosperous, and there are still many vultures and monks. This is why people don’t dare to come and fear the cause and effect. Another situation is Qi Jingchun. The above is simply deliberately not telling him the truth. It’s a conflict, and it’s a big hit. Qi Jingchun’s reason today is that he’s pondered his aftertaste, or...

The old man’s face is dignified.
The possibility is too small and the consequences are too big to be imagined. I hope not, and...should not.

In the small world, there is no hole in the sky.
Qi Jingchun is on the side of the town, and Yang Laotou is like a town, and there is no sign of a small person.
Yang Laotou said with emotion: "A Confucian saint before Qi Jingchun's gentleman said, 'The saints tried their best to use the rules and rules, thinking that the square is straight.' What do you mean? Simply speaking, you are the people, thank you to The great grace of the Holy Predecessor was that his old man spent his old efforts and exhausted his efforts to establish these rules and regulations for the future generations to walk in it, not to suffer from disasters, and to have the opportunity to continue to reincarnate in the next life.

Hanzi scratched his head: "Master, you told me to do this, I don't understand, Zheng Dafeng can talk to you."
Yang old man smiled and said: "If you want to talk about Li Er, I will not open this mouth. One said, one listens, one asks one answer, just right."
Yang Laotou stood up and looked up. "If one day, the child can walk out of the town alive, and after a few decades outside, he will be surprised. The original town was so big."
Master stood up, and the man had to follow up. Although he would not be able to slap the horse, he could understand the rules.
Yang Laotou said: "You don't stay here anymore, bring the shrew of your family and go to a place. In Dongbao Pingzhou, you have no hope of breaking through in this life. Song Changjing is a careful eye, and he is pressed by him in the future. You are not disgusting. I am still a disgusting person when I am a master. Right, my son and daughter, if you really can’t bear it, you can take one away. If you are too big, you should take a little less and give a gift from Qi Jingchun."
The man asked: "Master, if my wife wants to take away two children, what should I do?"
Yang Laotou angered: "Who is your family?"
The man looks like a man, "She!"
The old man took a deep breath and waved his hand. "The billows roll, the family is rolling, loves you!"
The man stepped down the stairs and suddenly turned and asked: "What about Master?"
The old man sat back on the bench and reached out to touch the dry tobacco in his pocket. He found that there was nothing left. After withdrawing his hand, his face calmed and said: "How can I wait for death?"
The man went over there and didn't come back and smiled. "I don't think Ma Kui Xuan takes such things."
The old man looked gray and self-deprecating: "If he can't take it, then no one can take it."

The town’s four surnames and ten families suddenly got news. Within three days, all the foreigners must withdraw from the town. The Zhuzhudongtian is only allowed to go out for the time being.
Although resentful, but in the end no one even questioned the matter.
Among the Dongxing team, the Li family ancestors did not hesitate to personally come forward, secretly escorting the Zhengyangshan ancestors to leave.
The next day, in the far west of the town, there was a burst of rumble, such as the cows turning over and shaking.
It turned out that the Zhengyang Mountain moved to the foothills, and really really pulled up a huge mountain.
The old man who is now alive and well, is about to carry it on his back.
The old man’s shoulder was suddenly tilted, and there seemed to be heavy objects on his shoulders. The old man looked up and stared.
Above the shoulders of the mountains, there is a "one grain" small figure.
Qi Jingchun.
The old man laughed and said: "Qi Jingchun! Don't be so mad at the big thing!"
Qi Jingchun said: "Put this Phiyun Mountain back."
The old man picked up his shoulders and screamed with anger. He said: "How about not letting go?!"
The next moment, moving the mountain suddenly took off the bottom of the mountain with both hands, a roll, and the huge figure was pressed and the trees nearby collapsed.
At the next moment, the giant scorpion was stepped on the ground.
That talent is the real top-ranking place. Compared with it, it seems to be the ants of other people's soles.
Another foot, the old man who tried to struggle to get up stepped deep into the ground.
One more foot.
Thousands of old people are soft in the big pit, full of blood, dying.
The man bowed, like his head against the sky, overlooking the head moving the mountain, smirked: "If I was sixty years ago, the first thing after going out is to step on the mountain!"