Sword of Coming Chapter 220

The old man is busy in the kitchen. After seeing Chen Ping's figure, he is a little surprised. The gentleman is far from the kitchen. This is a saint's teaching. Although there are also foods that are not too tired to be careful, it does not mean that gentlemen and gentlemen will do it themselves. kitchen. However, the old man quickly relieved, and the youngsters traveled far and wide, and the wind was slumbering. Besides, it was not like the child of the scholarly family. But the old man really didn't think that Chen Pingneng could help him a lot, so he would help him to make some choices. Work, by the way, help to stare at the heat of the stew, Chen Ping did not insist on anything, it will help to mix, and finally in the warm stove, the chopping sound of the old chopped vegetables on the cutting board, hey, Chen Pingan sitting small The bamboo shoots on the bench, with a fresh grassy fragrance.

The old man asked casually: "Chen Gongzi, what happened to your left hand?"

Chen Pingan glanced at the left hand with cotton cloth and smiled: "I accidentally fell, not in the way."

It's hard for someone to chat with themselves, and they laughed: “The rain is slippery and the son is hurt. We've been in this house for a long time. It's been a difficult situation for tigers and wolves to look around, but they're not arrogant. The seams of the courtyard wall are supplemented, and the lanterns are rarely hanged at night. For so many years, I am afraid to scare the people. I dare not ask the bricklayers to come and help. It's all me's smashing, the craft is of course very bad, some bluestone tiles, pits Even if it is not even, it is not in the mouth of everyone in the county town, not to mention that the family is blind, if you see it to other families, you will be jokes, you must chew your tongue behind, what is hard to hear There will be, fortunately, the master and the lady never care about this, this is my blessing."

The old man's tone is gentle, such as the deep water, the centuries of time, the joys and sorrows, the joys and sorrows, and a little bit of precipitation in the heart.

This is my blessing.

This should be the conclusion of the oldest man's own life.

Chen Pingan whispered: "The house can have an old woman, and when you are busy, it is also the blessing of both of them."

The old man stunned, with a smile, turned his head and joked: "You, this child, humming a strong duty, how can you talk like this?"

Chen Pingan has placed all the peeled bamboo shoots in a clean bamboo basket and looked up: "Grandma, I am telling the truth."

The old man looked at the young and clear eyes of the young man. Hearing, he turned around and smiled a little more on his face. He said casually: "Chen Gongzi, do you like the girl, we are coloring the country rouge The woman in the county town, but is notoriously beautiful, if you are not in a hurry, you can go there to visit the temple, or maybe there is a good marriage. Besides, even if you are not high in the martial arts, you can It's not a bad place for Rouge County to have such a place where there is no god. If you are willing to take root here, what a general is like, you will have more than enough. When you are in a book, you will be a good show. It is also very good."

Chen Pingan is a bit shy, hey, dare not talk about this topic.

The old man turned his head and blinked his eyebrows. He was a young boy who was very good at Zhou Zhengxiu. He smiled and said softly: "Know, Chen Gongzi must have a beloved girl."

Chen Pingan stunned for a long time, blushing and asked: "Grandma, if the girl I like, I once asked if I like her, I said that I didn't like it, and now I went to find her, and then told her that I like her. Do you say she will think that I am a liar?"

"Chen Gongzi said this in your words."

The old sensation couldn't help but laugh out. A pot of vegetables was stuffy. She sat on the stool next to the stove. She smiled and said, "Why didn't you like her at the time? Is it timid, uncomfortable? Or feel nod to say yes, will Lost face in front of the girl, so deliberately heroic?"

Chen Pingan confidently thought about it and gave a sincere answer. "I am stupid."

The old man is really amused, and the whole face is softened with a smile. "I think the girl you like should not be angry. A girl, if it is liked, and that person likes to be clean. Net, how is it a wonderful thing."

Chen Pingan was a bit distressed and put a bamboo basket on the side of the stove. "But the girl told me that she only likes the big sword fairy..."

The old man held back his smile. "Hey, that's really hard for you. Dajianxian, how should it be the **** of the sixth world. My family's talent is so good. I used to practice the heavenly blessings of the gods, and I have never been in the world. In the Five Kingdoms, reach the legendary Dongfujing, Chen Gongzi, the mother-in-law gives you a suggestion, you discuss with the girl, can't see the big sword fairy request, become a small sword fairy, the general sword fairy? For example, Dongfu The situation is too high, how about the four borders and five environments? To know that the sword repair under the sun, the realm is lower, it is still very popular, the four realms are already very great."

Chen Ping's words are stopped.

The so-called big sword fairy of Ning girl, must be at least at least 12!

Even if Ning Yao really talks about it, I promised to drop it down. How can I estimate that it is the sword fairy realm of Fengxue Temple Weijin?

Chen Ping sighed and suddenly reminded: "Mother, the food is good."

The old man quickly got up, opened the lid, and soon a savory mountain and wild game went into the dish, let Chen Ping carry the plate of the dish, sent it to the main room lobby of the three-in-one yard, and let him finish. This dish doesn't have to come back, so I ate and drank there. Then she came to the dish to deliver the wine. Chen Pingyi ran off and ran back, seeing the old look of anger, Chen Pingxiao asked: "Wife I came to get the wine, and I greeted Master Yang. He promised to give me a drink..."

Having said that, Chen Pingan took off the wine gourd and shook it. He smiled brightly: "It is full."

The old man took the wine spoon from a red lacquered old cabinet, and then smiled and pointed to the wall of the wine. "There was a past that was not opened. There was a jar on the side that was opened with mud. The small half of the jar of self-brewed shochu, you can pack the wine gourd, how is enough."

Then the old man wouldn't care about the teenager who squatted into the gourd in the corner of the wall, and he started to cook himself. Finally, Chen Pingan greeted him and took a jar of wine to leave the stove.

The old man smiled and turned his head and looked at the eyes. The jujube wine gourd at the waist of the teenager is old and ordinary. It is not an eye-opening. Is this child a young age, a drunkard?

I don't know if I saw the favorite girl, it was a wine of a gourd, or a broken wine cellar.

However, the old man certainly hopes that the young man will be able to get what he wants, such as Miss Gongzi as a lady.

The main room of the three-in-one yard is full of joy.

The old man and the house owner, the ghost ghost Yang Huang and the tree-character female ghost named 莺莺, sit on the left hand side, the big knives are invited to the seat, Xu Yuanxia is a bold temper, too lazy to shirk, the Taoist Zhang Shanfeng sits on the right, After Chen Ping's dishes were delivered, the drink began to be drunk, and the female ghost was a little funny. The long tree roots spread from the embroidered building like the ivy, and the door was rounded into the main hall. In order not to disappoint, she also took the opportunity. A thick veil covers the face.

The big knives had previously asked if there were any fairy spells that could help the poor woman to restore her face. Yang Huang smiled and shook his head, not hiding the truth. He explained in detail why it was related to the gods. The Qing dynasty, the mysterious technique of the left side of the door, and the wooden core of the ancient ancestral banyan tree are extremely confusing. The most important thing is that the ancient house method and the ancient eucalyptus core are integrated and cannot be moved. This place is a hundred miles of mountains and rivers. This is a mass grave. Two hundred years ago, the country of color clothing encountered a terrible plague. More than 100,000 people were sick and violent. Most of them were randomly buried in Rouge County. The emperor wanted to change the feng shui of this place, but even if it was a Taoist **** who watched the sea, Yunyou passed through the country of color clothing, was summoned by the emperor, and visited this place. Many arrangements, just two times, Luo Tianda, it cost nearly 100 Thousands of silver, but unfortunately, after a few years of good, they have reverted to a fierce scene of suffocating and ghostly wandering. It's true that the gods are helpless.

The roots are still above the feng shui of this land. It is a life-saving medicine for female ghosts. It is also tantamount to drinking and quenching thirst. One day, it will break into evil spirits. This is a sinister Yang Yang, and the female ghost is also calm, the original couple. The two had already made an appointment. When they arrived on that day, they both squandered themselves so as not to harm the people.

In fact, the ancient 榆 wood core is naturally clean, but he was in a hurry to change the soul of the female sneaky, and after the illness and rushed to the doctor, only to make her step by step worse, if it can continue to capture the spirit of the heavens and the earth, In fact, she is expected to restore spirituality and even return to the local air transport, which is similar to the existence of obscene mountain gods, but her **** nature, because of the relationship between ancient banyan trees, is inevitably different from the surname Qin, she is a blessing party, Qin surnamed mountain **** only Can be spoiled mountains and rivers.

In the end, Yang Huang was open-minded and laughed. For the most 30 years, this house should have no people and no food. So I hope that Xu Yuanxia is in the middle of the three. It is best to come here before, so I can still have a The clean room was shackled as a place to rest, and it's still a night of the night.

Involved in the huge air transport of hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers, the big knives and the Taoist Zhang Shanfeng are speechless, and they really can't find an effective method, because only the ten martial artists are qualified to do this. It is an unwritten rule, the earliest is the compliment of the secular dynasty, because the gods of the Five Kingdoms are too rare, the Tenth monks need to firmly occupy the aura of the abundance, need to be long Time accumulation is repaired, the wall is broken, and occasionally it will be dealt with the emperors of the mountain. Therefore, the Confucian saints, the land-based gods of Taoism, and the golden body of the Buddhist family, these common names are listed here.

Chen Pingan now likes to drink alcohol, but it doesn't drink too much every time. The big knife is a big bowl of drinking and eating meat. The Taoist Zhang Shanfeng is not as good as Chen Ping, but his skin is thin. Yang Huang and Xu Yuanxia persuaded the two to persuade, to drink half a bowl and a half bowl, so that Chen Pingan only dared to pour some shochu every time. Even so, the young Taoist who bears the mahogany sword is still swaying and red. The voice of the speech is also much bigger. I chatted with the big man about the rivers and lakes, and chatted with the ghosts of the sergeant Yang Huang, very happy.

The old man will come to a plate of dishes after three and a half, and see a jar of wine empty, and went to move an altar.

The main guest is happy.

In the second altar wine is about to see the bottom of the effort, a mourning suddenly sounded, "Chu brother Chu brother! Where have you gone, do not leave me alone here!"

Soon there was a crying cry. "Little Taoist, surnamed Chen, how can you not see it, is it to eat the evil spirits? Do not, the monsters in the house, you have to eat, eat together Ah, don't eat me alone at the end..."

At that time, the old man was coming to a dish, and he was going to appease the official son of Liu, explaining the reason.

Chen Pingan quickly got up and said that he was going well. The old man thought it right. If she went, it was estimated that the poor scholar would be scared.

When Liu Shengshu was pulled into the courtyard by Chen Pingan, his legs trembled and his lips were blue. After seeing the big knives, he was slightly better, only when he saw the back door entangled in the horror tree roots of the main hall. As soon as I turned it over, I almost fainted. I was held by Chen Pingan and Gravity. I immediately woke up with a pain. The student complained and said: "Let me faint."

Chen Pingan did not have a good air: "I can't do it, I will drink alcohol and go bold, drunk and pull down. Is this guts always there?"

Liu Xingshusheng said bitterly: "Can you not?"

Chen Pingan gave a laugh and said: "No!"

Carefully looking at the boy's face, it is not like swearing for the tiger. Liu surnamed students lamented and cheered themselves: "Drink and drink! It is the wine that is broken!"

On the wine table, Liu surnamed students will bow down and dare not see people, just drink.

The big knives laughed and asked: "How do you like this luck, how can you make such a bad friend? You have to travel all the way to the mountains and lie to you, but you can live to the present, with Let's drink together, it's also a blessing for you. See you wearing it. Is it a rich family in the country?"

Liu surnamed students trembled: "My father is the predecessor of Rouge County, but there is really no money at home, and it is not a rich family."

The big knives are crying and laughing. "Why, my Xu person is like that kind of robber?"

The reader raised his head and blinked at the man, thinking that he could not be more like it.

The big knife knives no longer scare this weak scholar, and suddenly there are some concerns. "Yang brother, the old Taoist priest would really solve the obscene mountain god? Will it be deliberately let go, leaving you disgusting?"

The man shook his head and smiled: "Since the fact that Fu Shishu is staring at it, the gods will be traced to the end of the ancestral gate, not to mention the downhill tempering of each of the foreigners, and the final assessment of the results is extremely rigorous. It is not allowed to be arrogant by Zhao Wei."

Yang Huang suddenly changed his face slightly. "I am only worried that the obscene mountain **** has a backing on the official side. If Zhao Wei bends his intestines, he is not willing to deceive people. Then he discusses this matter with the senior officials of the state and county. It is said that it is deliberation. Privately, it is estimated that it will be overhanging. Once Zhao Wei finally persuaded the court of the color dressing country and the rites, he took the initiative to ask for the obscenity, or even turned into the orthodox mountain god, becoming a side of the landscape, it would be very tricky. The Wuyue Zhengshen of Yiguo is more like the same kind as the King of the Kings. It is only the cultivation of the Six Orthodox Practitioners. On the home site, it is possible to exert the strength of the sea. The place surnamed Qin here is, after all, the gold and the gold. The mountain **** of the body, as long as Zhao Wei is stalked from it, helping him to get the name of the emperor, he may have the strength of Dongfu. The immortal teacher from Shenzong Zong, casually say a few words, the emperor of the color coat will be well measured. ”

After saying this, the big knives, Taoist Zhang Shanfeng and Chen Pingan almost looked at the treacherous readers at the same time.

The readers are a bit stunned. What are the five sacred gods, the obscene mountain gods, and the caves that they can't understand, the singer said: “I'm just a four-country guard, what mountain gods are not mountain gods, I'm guessing I have never heard of it, he can't help."

The big knives laughed and said: "Reassured, it is not for you to help, just to prevent him from helping, but tomorrow morning, I will accompany you back to Rouge County, and I will go to see the county guardian. Why don't you let Zhao Zhao As soon as Zhao Wei met with Xu in the county government, I would know what counted. I know that his abacus is not ringing, it is started, and we must be careful to go to the gods and learn the people. At the door of the official residence, the gongs and drums are slamming, and the singer of Qingtianda is going to be the master of the people."

At the end of the day, the big knives laughed on their own.

The ghost ghost Yang Huang stood up and said: "Then thank you Xu Xiong first!"

The big knives suddenly looked strange and drank, and sullenly said: "Xu brother, I am a big grandson for your age!"

Yang Huang haha ​​smiled: "The hero does not ask for a birth, friends regardless of age!"

It was the female ghost, and some of the light smiles ooze out from the veil.

It's hard to accumulate a little bit of courageous scholars, and it's awkward to laugh at the lingering laughter.

That night, the young Taoist was drinking high. The scholar named Liu Gaohua did not dare to open the drink. For fear that this drunk would never see the sun in the morning. The last four people lived in the second courtyard, Chen Pingan and Zhang Shanfeng next door, the scholar and the big knife knife became neighbors.

Nothing happened overnight.

At dawn, the Taoist Zhang Shanfeng got up and pushed the door, and saw that Chen Pingan had practiced walking in the yard. Compared with the first time, it felt like it was getting slower and slower.

After eating the breakfast prepared by the old man, the four people left to leave together, because the sun was rising, and the old men and women owners did not go out to see the line because they did not like the sun. They stood on the side of the embroidered building and waved far away.

The big man yawned and stared at the increasingly bright sun, lazy: "It's a new day."

The Taoist Zhang Shanfeng chatted with the scholar Liu Gaohua about the customs and customs of Rouge County. After Liu Gaohua walked out of this ancient house, the spirit of the whole person changed suddenly, and he played with chicken blood, and he continued to talk with young people. Have a good time.

Chen Pingan suddenly turned and walked over to the threshold. He whispered to the old man: "Grandma, if, I mean, if you have trouble, you can send a letter to the northernmost big dragon Longquan County, and send it to Weiyun Mountain. Hey... people, he said that Yang Huang is my friend, and Chen Ping owes you a lot of wine."

The old man smiled and nodded. Although he did not take it seriously, he still did not refuse the good intention.

Some kindness is just like the chilly sunshine in the spring. Although it is not the same, it is not very different. Why should we refuse?

Chen Pingan reached out and handed over seven or eight snowflake money. "Dayu Longquan and Caiyiguo, the road is far away, this is the time when the old woman sent you the letter."

This house has already exhausted all the homes of Yang Huang, and it is stretched everywhere. Therefore, even the drinks are brewed, and the dishes are picked from the distance.

The old man hesitated, but still received the few snowflake money.

Sending a letter to the Datun Dynasty in the northernmost part of Baopingzhou, of course, spends a lot of money, but it does not need to exaggerate the cost of seven snowflake money.

However, when a teenager handed over a coin, they would be like the copper coins between the market and the market. It was such a small one, not much more. It seems to have refused, or deliberately collected a few, slightly inhuman, or emotional, even if the party has accepted it, it will not be how to owe the big man.

The old man was a little embarrassed at a time. When he was so young, he knew how to take care of others. He didn't know how much bitterness he had when he was a child.

Taoist Zhang Shanfeng smiled and said: "Chen Ping, go!"

Chen Pingan snorted and said goodbye to the old man. After running out for a distance, he suddenly turned to look at the embroidered building and shouted: "The book said, I hope that a lover will eventually become a genus!"

The ghosts and ghosts on the side of the embroidered building will smile at each other.

Although the couple are no longer "people," but what does it matter?

The boy who bears the sword and hangs the gourd, then goes backwards, and once again waved goodbye to the old lady. "Mother-in-law, spring bamboo shoots and fried meat are delicious! I will come next time!"

The old man stood at the door, smiled warmly, looked at the boy who was bathed in the sun, and snorted softly.

The group went to the Taishou House in Rouge County. The county guards were in the government office to handle government affairs. The big knife and the Taoist Zhang Shanfeng sat in the simple and simple living room, drinking tea from the prostitute. Liu Gaohua took Chen Ping's all the way. Going to his aunt's study, he was like a thief, because Chen Pingan asked him for a picture of Rouge County, and it must be the map stamped by the court. Although Liu Gaohua was not clear, he thought about this time. Or leave the old house, but also witnessed the strange ghosts, but also his mother sitting with her on a wine table to drink wine, think of this, Liu Gaohua will be arrogant, see who is pleasing to the eye, then take the chest to promise down, to help Chen Pingan sneaked out a picture of the color of the country's Ruzhi County. As a result, Chen Ping did not say that he gave him fifty-two silver. Liu Gaohua originally wanted to talk about a difficult encounter, talk about money and hurt feelings, and see the heavy ones. The silver ingots suddenly felt hurting feelings and hurting the feelings. Anyway, the chances of meeting again afterwards are not great.

Liu Gaohua squatted and led Chen Pingan to the study. After closing the door, he rummaged through the box and finally pulled out an old scroll. It was a quaint rouge of the Rouge County. It was an alternate map. This is normal. The situation map drawn by Qin Tianjian, two positive selection maps, one must be hung in the bureaucratic lobby, and the other is handed over to the local military commander. Only this alternate map will be put up to eat dust.

After Chen Ping's confirmation was correct, he nodded: "It is this."

He has to spend fifty-two dollars to buy a very small possibility.

Mr. Qi once said that if you see a comfortable situation map, you can take out the pair of mountain watermarks and cover them up, without the need for ink.

After Chen Ping's question about the position of the old man's house on the map, he found an excuse to let Liu Gaohua go to the bookshelf and pick a few books on the landscape, and turned the book to turn around. A pair of chapters that seem to be "the mountains and rivers meet each other" is the Qi Jingchun carving of the essays, the seal texture is the best 骊珠洞天蛇胆石.

Chen Pingan sighed at the two seals, then looked at the location of the old house, and gently pressed it down.

Then I didn't see any abnormal flowers. Chen Pingan rolled up the situation map and sandwiched it. He said to Liu Gaohua: "Okay, let's go, lest you find out, I don't care, I have given money." Will not pay you back, you are half-dead by the county guard, I pay for the medicine."

Liu Gaohua casually took two books and threw them to Chen Pingan and left the study together.

Chen Pingan sighed quietly and felt that the plan he thought of in his mind was mostly unsuccessful, but it was normal. How can he change the hundreds of miles of Feng Shui and air traffic by himself, and he is not a god.

It's just that Chen Ping is wrong.

Of course he is not a god.

But the teacher who stamped the seal.

It is the **** in the gods.

As a result, hundreds of miles around the old mansion, the mountains and rivers are upside down, and the pollution is diverted and turned into a clear spirit.

The mountain temple where the obscene mountain **** is located collapses instantly, and the Qin surname is shattered.

Even if the Taoist sect of the sect of the sect has let him go, he will meet with him privately and teach him the tricks. This makes the mountain **** happy, only to think that it is really great, and finally he has to make a great fortune! It is no longer the obscene hill **** who is lingering, and will soon become the **** of the gods and gods!

So when he was smashed, he never thought about the reason. He just sat on the platform of the gods, and it disappeared.

At the time, Shen Zhaozong Zhao Wei left the town with a small ancestor, and instantly felt the discoloration of the heavens and the earth.

The old man Zhao Wei stayed alive.

Is Zongmen Jintong personally out of the way?

I am afraid that Golden Boy may not have such magical powers now?

The rest of the gods and ancestors are even more fearful.

Only the little politician who seemed to be scared, bowed his head, his eyes were full of smiles, and the child was stealing and smug. "His mother's mother, I will say, the guy is a few hundred years old. The old bastard, this thing must be done by him, haha, when I return to the mountain gate to see Master, I must brag with his old man, this time I saw the talents of the five realms!"

On the side of the embroidered building, the ghosts Yang Yang can't take any sunshine, burning souls, and swiftly swept over the roof of the embroidered building, looking at it, surrounded by vitality, and the aura gathered from all directions. The man was shocked and ecstatic.

The female ghost even broke the roof directly, letting the ugly body under the dress be exposed to the sun. She took a deep breath and for the first time in a hundred years, she felt refreshed and breathed smoothly.

Yang Huang red eyes, very excited: "There will be sages to help! Can not say that because of the appearance of Fu Shishu, the scene here, fell into the eyes of a **** of the old god, then give a big grace. Anyway, this is Good things for heaven, good things that you can't dream of..."

The man choked and suddenly woke up, and suddenly he slammed down and slammed three notes to each other.

When the female ghost can't go down, she will be sincere to the Quartet.

The old man standing in the courtyard of the three entrances also worshipped the heavens and the earth.

The old man who never drunk in this life, did not come to think of himself to pour a bowl of wine, it is difficult to drink it, it is hard to drink in this life, it is already two generations of others.

The old man went to the foot of the stove wall, the wine bowl in one hand, the wine spoon in one hand, and the spoon into a jar of rice that had already been opened. How can the wine be left, it makes no sense. The old man groaned, some doubts, and then frowned, and finally it was a scalp tingling, the old man lost the wine bowl and dropped the wine spoon, suddenly stood up and muttered: "How is it possible, how is it possible!"

She wiped her sweat from her forehead and suddenly laughed. She went back to the spoonful of half a bowl of wine, then walked out of the stove and sat on the bench of the veranda, looking at the sun that was quietly on the ground of the yard. The old man sipped and sipped. Wine, white-haired old man, it is rare to be so idle, no problem at hand, no trouble in my heart.

In the days when it was such a sunny and awkward day, there was a northern boy named Chen Pingan, carrying a raft, stepping back and trotting, laughing and waving goodbye to the old man.

Hanging a small red gourd at the waist, there are wines and swords in the river.

It turned out to be a drunkard sword fairy young lang.

The old man sipped his wine and smiled and thought, such a good teenager, then the girl he likes, how good is the girl?

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