Sword of Coming Chapter 472

Chen Pingan came to the gate and took the fight.

Song's predecessors are still wearing a black gown, but now they are no longer wearing swords, and they are a lot older.

The expression of the unspeakable face of the sword of the country, asked with a strong accent: "Gua Waer?"

Chen Ping nodded no, shook his head, and finally nodded.

Song Yu burned and laughed loudly, and a slap in the face was shot on Chen Ping's shoulder. "Good guy, the head is so fast that he can't recognize it. Don't you wear a straw shoe back to the bamboo box? Maybe you will recognize your kid at a glance."

Chen Pingxiao asked: "Would you like to eat hot pot?"

Song Yuzhuo did not answer the question. He asked: "What happened in the town, Su Shi's sword suddenly broke, and has a relationship with your kid?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Give me a stop and beat the Su Shi back to the town. I should not come back to the troubles of the older generation."

He did not make a casual reason. After all, Song's predecessors were the old rivers and lakes that he was extremely admired, and it was difficult to fool.

It's just that things are often true and false, and the truth is true.

The old porter did not believe that Song Yushan, the son of Song Yu, and his wife Liu Qian did not believe.

Only Song Yuburn believed it, and took Chen Ping's arm. "Since things are gone, go, sit inside, there is something hot in the hot pot. After eating the hot pot, your kid has cleared the account and patted the butt. I have to leave, I am so obsessive that I will not let you go. I can't stop it."

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian face each other.

The old concierge was secretly swallowing.

When Chen Ping and the old concierge were about to pass by, they stopped and stepped back. They smiled and said: "Look, let me know that I am very familiar with your Zhuangzi. Don't stop me next time, otherwise I will directly over the wall. ""

The old porter was crying and laughing, and confessed to the boxing. "Chen Gongzi, I was blind before, and I was offended."

Chen Pingan made a gesture of drinking on his head.

The old concierge was so convinced that he would give a thumbs up to Chen Ping.

Song Yuburn took Chen Ping and left.

Song Fengshan did not immediately catch up and asked softly: "Daddy, what happened?"

The old porter said the previous jokes and said that he was very happy with his own anecdote.

Song Fengshan held out a finger and rubbed his eyebrows.

Liu Qian smiled and said: "Not very good, it is a great river and lake to talk about."

The old porter laughed very unpretentiously.

On the other side of the mountain hall, they were seated, and Liu Qian personally poured tea.

Chen Pingan drank a cup of tea and curiously asked: "I didn't die in the past?"

Song Fengshan shook his head and said: "The death can no longer die, but Han Yuanshan has replaced his identity. Han Yuanshan has always been good at tolerance."

Chen is safe.

At that time, the earliest combing country, the ancient temple female ghost Wei Wei, Han Yuanshan, the magician who was killed by the sages of the Academy in Jianshui Mountain Villa, the last one, far in front of the horizon, is Song Fengshan's Wife, Liu Qian.

Liu Qian is for her husband Song Fengshan, in order to push the reputation of Jiangshui Villa to a higher place.

As for the Xiaozhongshan Han's son, Han Yuanshan is ambitious, the city is deep, and the means are not bad. He wants to marry the country's rivers and lakes, become a temple center, and then Han Yuanshan wants to do what he wants. Imagine.

Han Yuanshan can make such a big thing, with the face and identity of Chu, the current hand in the Shushuiguo Temple and the rivers and lakes, Chen Ping is not strange, but Song Fengshan, Liu Qian and his wife, since they have such a large Handle, Han Yuanshan is not really awkward, so aggressively targeting Jianshui Villa, why does Jianshui Villa have no power to fight back? Han Yuanshan is really not afraid of the mountain side, completely tearing his face and revealing his identity?

Song Fengshan seems to see through Chen Ping's doubts and smiles and explains: “The acting is just a matter of people's attention. It's a sale. 'Chu Yu' relies on this to pave the way for the Hengdao Mountain Villa to rely on him to unify the rivers and lakes. Han Yuanshan knows our swords. Water Mountain Village, will not go to the court's running dog, began to vigorously support Wang Yiran of Hengdao Mountain Villa, we have no objection to this, the title of the first door of the rivers and lakes, Wang Yiran care, we do not care. We just want to take this Opportunity, find a place where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, away from the mundane world. In exchange, Han Yuanshan will draw a piece of mountain site to build a new Zhuangzi in the name of the Coming Water Court, where the grandfather has long been a feng shui treasure. Han Yuanshan will try to give my wife a river god's life. I will push all the entertainment, refuse all the people on the rivers and lakes, and practice the sword safely."

Liu Qian is not an ordinary woman, identity and intelligence are.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Chen Pingan sighed, "Returning to the sky, Song Da can concentrate on Kendo, and Daxie can also make a long and long-term future. And the land of ancestral industry, being chosen as a mountain temple, is also a great merit. There will be ancestral shades to protect the children and grandchildren. But the only thing that needs attention is the old predecessors and the big brother Song. You need to come here from time to time. If the incense of Johor Bahru is not clean, you must cut it early. Of course, that is the most. Bad results."

Song Yuzhuo and Song Yuzhuo looked at each other and smiled.

Chen Ping's heart is clear, presumably he is a mouthful of himself. Indeed, Song's predecessors, Song Fengshan, are actually familiar with the mountains, especially the older generations are more fond of the swords and the four sides, otherwise they could not be from the Dragon Mountain. Xianjia Ferry, buy sabre for Song Fengshan.

Chen Pingan silently told himself that everything is not urgent, and he still has to stay in the villa for a few days.

After all, it was the Song family's own chores, and Chen Ping's first time came, so it's hard to say more.

In Chen Ping's mind, no matter how others walked in the rivers and lakes, his rivers and lakes would not be a punchback for Su Shi today. I will have eaten hot pot tomorrow and Song Yu, and the next day will be Yu Jianbei, during this period. Everything doesn't matter, it seems that from the beginning to the end, there is only the fastest punch, the fastest sword, drinking fast, eating hot pot, learning the boxing and swordsmanship, with some achievements, life should be so simple, more and more The more you save your effort.

This should not be the case.

Maybe it's not the same as the Beijialuzhou, which is unfamiliar in life. There will be less concern.

So after meeting, I can only ask some other people's affairs and come to the side to slap some Song family affairs.

However, one thing is that Chen Pingan is very clear and can give up the ancestral home of the villa. The strength is not small, and things are not too small.

Especially the old people of Song are willing to point this head, it is not easy.

For the older generation of Jianghu people, the face is bigger than the sky, the old Songs are the old rivers and lakes, in fact, Wang Yiran can also count, Songxiguo that green bamboo sword Xian Su Shi, it is not too much.

If you don't say anything else, you can say that Su Shi's appearance and the sword in the town are very unruly.

Because according to the old rules of the generation of generations on the rivers and lakes, the old Song Jian of the Shushui Kingdom has publicly rejected Su Shi's invitation to fight, and there is no reason or excuse, let alone a similar delay in the past few years. The room is actually equal to Song Yuzhuo's initiative to give up the title of the first person of swordsmanship, similar to the game, the player voted to concede, but did not say "I lost" three words. For Song Yu to burn these old rivers and lakes, the hands of the two, in addition to the status title, there is a lifetime of reputation and face, can be said to have handed out half a life.

Song Yuzhuo just smiled at Chen Pingan, the little melon skin of the year, now it can. I don't know if the amount of alcohol is long, is it not spicy? Still believe that drinking can solve the spicy taste? The old man was especially curious. When Chen Ping's girl who was obsessed with her heart, after seeing it, did she become? Or really give yourself a crow mouth, a sentence "You are a good person" to send a beggar?

After listening to Song Fengshan's reasonable explanation, Chen Pingan was a bit strange. He couldn't help but ask: "So what is Su Shi? What about him? I see his momentum in the town to prepare a sword. It is true. I want to be born and died with the older generation, not just the level of swordsmanship."

This time, Song Yuzhuo personally came to Chen for peace and confession: "The most respected person in the year, the national sword god, I am afraid that is the realm of Su Shi today. Su Shi is highly talented, after the mirror is broken, I want to find A piece of grinding stone helps him to stabilize the realm. Seeing dozens of countries, I have just used swords in Song Yu, and the reputation is enough. It is also worse for him. Even if it is a semi-border, of course, it is used to sharpen the sword. The best object."

Song Yuzhuo has no interest in drinking tea. It is only drinking less now. It can only be broken on holidays. The grandsons and grandchildren are wide-ranging, and they are like thieves. If they can't help, they should drink the most faint drink. ,better than nothing.

The old man continued: "It's just Susie's trouble. This makes me have some dilemmas. If I promise to fight with one, lose or die, it's nothing, but it will break our and Han Yuanshan's. Buying and selling."

Speaking of this, Song Yu burned a cup of tea, Liu Qian quickly got up and continued a cup of tea.

Song Yu burned some complaints. "Even if you drink a few pounds of tea, you still don't have a taste of wine. Now Chen Ping has come, to treat customers with tea, not good."

Liu Qiangang is going to sit down. Since Grandpa asked questions, he continued to stand and smiled. "Grandpa, this matter, Fengshan has the final say."

Song Fengshan said with a face: "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Grandpa has finished drinking the wines of Li Dong and Xiaonian."

Song Yu burned his sigh and did not insist.

Chen Pingan was a little happy. I can see that today, the grandson and the grandson, the relationship is harmonious, and it is not the earliest in the heart of the knot, the gods are difficult to understand.

Song Yuzhuo continued the previous topic, and some self-deprecating looks. "I lost, and now I am going to comb the country's virtues. There will be countless people falling into the rocks. Even if I move, I will not stop. Everyone wants to step on us. If you are dead, maybe if Han Yuanshan will directly repent, let Wang Yiran swallow the Jianshui Villa. It's a pity that Su Shifeng's fascination has been made, and he wants to get a real one. People's common sense is that there are some rules and regulations that are not in line with the older generation, but now I'm talking about old rules and jokes.”

Song Fengshan wants to stop talking.

Song Yu burned his hand and smiled and said: "Don't think too much, that is, in front of Chen Ping's face, complaining a few words, grandpa, what temper, I am still not clear? I really can't let go of these imaginary heads, early in the morning I won't promise Han Won to do business. If I go, it's still not as good as people, and I can't break the bottleneck in my life. This gives Susie a chance to be a latecomer. Whoever wants to be a sword, who doesn't want to be the leader, No one shoulders?"

Song Yuzhuo took the initiative to give Su Shi some words, and then gave the river and lake where he was, and said something unfortunate that no one has heard. "In the past, a dozen countries and rivers, the oldest swordsmen of the national costumes are the most highly respected, even Gulu Guolin Lonely Mountain will not be a human being, even if I am not fit with Song Yu, I like to travel to the Quartet. Su Shi is full of enthusiasm and ambitious. Anyway, the rivers and lakes are still full of vigor, no matter who they are studying, It's a road. Now that the old sword is dead, Lin Gushan is also dead. I counted half dead, and there was only one Su Shi left. Su Shi wanted to go up. As long as his swordsmanship reached that height, no one could stop it. I was afraid that he would open a bad head, and the young man who was practicing swords on the rivers and lakes would have lost a breath in his chest. He only felt that my swordsmanship was high, and the rules were a fart. Whoever wants to kill who killed him is like ... You are Chen Pingan, or Song Fengshan, with a lot of money, a rich side, as long as you are willing, of course you can go to the brothel to spend a lot of money, more beautiful and more expensive garlands, you can embrace your arms, but this does not mean that you are on the road, glimpse a serious woman They can insult people with money to potential deceptive ...... "

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I have not been to the brothel."

I saw Liu Qian bowing his head and drinking tea, and his mouth was like a smile. Song Fengshan quickly echoed: "I don't have it, absolutely not!"

Ginger is old and spicy, and the pit people don't discuss it. Song Yu burned his head and smiled and reminded Liu Qian: "If a man has never been to a brothel, or if he has no such thoughts, he will not be so convinced. It will only be a smile, and the clouds will be light."

Liu Qian nodded softly and said softly: "It seems to be awkward."

Chen Pingan and Song Fengshan face each other, but Song Fengshan's eyes are not only grievances and grievances, but also blame.

Good to blame me? How many years have you been mixed with Song Fengshan? Chen Pingan blinked his eyes and said only half a sentence. "I have never been to it."

Song Fengshan is on the spot.

This guy is bad!

Liu Qian covers his mouth and laughs.

Song Yuhuo laughed and said: "It seems that these years, you and me are not white."

Song Fengshan shook his head and turned to his wife and said, "Come some wine, or I will not feel happy."

Liu Qian went to get up and took the wine.

Song Yu burned the light and the voice was louder.

Song Fengshan didn't drink much, and Liu Qian only had a symbolic drink.

The two jars of Zhuangzi brewed and sown for more than five years of good wine, and they all drank Song Yuzhuo and Chen Pingan.

Upon hearing that Chen Pingan planned to leave the day after tomorrow, Song Yu burned his hand. "Go and take the two altars again, as long as this melon skin drinks me, don't say the day after tomorrow, allow him to finish the wine and get out of the way!"

Liu Qian did not hesitate to get up and take the wine.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Then I will go again the day after tomorrow, Song old predecessors, I am really having something to do, I have to catch a cross-state ferry to Beijuluzhou. If I miss it, I have to wait at least another month. ”

Song Yu burned his eyes and said: "Would you like to leave now? Can you delay a day or two? Is it that Song Yu is too small, or is Chen Ping's face too big now?"

Chen Pingan said: "All said that the wine table to persuade the wine, the most able to see the rivers and lakes."

Song Yu burned a table, "Drink your wine! Hey, I see that girl, unless her eyes are not good, otherwise I don't like you to drink a man who is still tempered! Oh, Nothing, right?"

When Chen Pingyi listened to this, he was in a good mood, his eyes were full of anger, and he was full of enthusiasm. When he spoke, he had some tongues tied. "Drinking and drinking, afraid of you? This thing, Song Laos, you are really pitted, I was because of you." That sentence, scared me half-dead, but fortunately, I didn't tighten it at all... Come here, drink this bowl first, and then tell the truth, the old predecessor is not as good as the current year, this is only a few bowls of wine, you give your face Drink red, like smeared rouge powder..."

Song Yu burned his beard and blinked his eyes. "When you have the ability to drink, don't sway your hands, and you will be able to shake a drop of wine, and you will have less love!"

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian are stealing music, still young, and the ability to persuade the wine on the old rivers and lakes table is endless, and it is impossible to prevent it.

One old and one young, drinking it is called a dimly dark.

Finally, in the eyes of Song Fengshan and Liu Qian, both of them had taken off their boots and sat cross-legged in the chair.

Fortunately, Song Fengshan is in charge, how can he refuse to give wine again, and the two have not fully enjoyed this, or they are expected to drink spit, or the kind of spit and drink.

Chen Pingan still lived in that house in that year, and was closer to the landscape pavilion and the waterfall.

Go down and sleep.

Song Yu was not so good, and he staggered back to his place of residence, and soon he screamed.

Chen Pingan was really drunk, lying in bed and closing his eyes, barely maintaining a clear line.

The heart of Song's predecessors had a problem.

Otherwise, the old Juggernaut of the Shushui State, which was first encountered at the beginning of the year, was worried about the future of the younger generation and had to promise Han Yuanshan. Then, due to the situation, it was necessary to reject Su Shi's test, but even so, I saw him Chen today. Peace is not the same mentality.

I won't be so old and confess.

However, Chen Ping did not directly ask for an exit, drank more wine, and did not mention this.

It's not a good relationship. If you drink and drink high, you can really say nothing.

The one or two unintentional words of the most close people become the knot of a lifetime.

Drink to the end.

Song Yu-burn suddenly squinted at the top of the battle on several cases, and then Chen Ping's long sword behind him, asked: "This sword is carrying, okay?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Okay."

Song Yu burned and said: "That's good."

Chen Pingan was confused, didn't think much about it, couldn't take it, and drunk the wine cellar.

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian have some looks, but they are well concealed and flashed away.

Chen Pingan really had a headache and muttered to sleep.

Nowadays, there are wines that are drunk today, and drunken me is a god. Tomorrow, tomorrow will come to worry, and there will be sorrows and wine.

Early in the morning, Chen Pingan opened his eyes and got up after washing. Then he went down the quiet road to the waterfall.

Of course, it is not a practice of boxing, but a look at the words that he was secretly engraved on the stone wall.

As a result, on the side of the landscape pavilion, I saw Song Fengshan instead of Song Yu.

Chen Pingan walked quickly and Song Fengshan got up and greeted.

Song Fengshan smiled and said: "Grandpa is so rare that drinking is not a temperate, not yet."

Chen Ping'an is a bit embarrassed, silent for a moment, looking around. “I'm leaving it here, is it a shame?”

Song Fengshan sighed, "Of course, there will be some reluctance, but this is the grandfather's own idea, the initiative to find Han Yuanshan. In fact, I and Liu Qian did not want to agree, our initial thought is to take a step back, the most It is Wang Yiran who let the grandfather win the eye. In the battle of swords and swords, win a game, so that Wang Yiran will take the opportunity to become the martial arts leader of the country, and Jianshui Villa will never relocate. Zhuangzi is a grandfather for a lifetime. My heart did not agree, saying that Zhuangzi is dead, that man is alive, and that there is nothing to put on. Grandpa's temper, you know, you can't.”

Chen Ping nodded and said: "The old predecessors are like this, otherwise they will not be alone in the year to stop the thousands of horses in the country."

Song Yuburn is for Chen Pingan.

Very important.

Some people, as long as he is still in the rivers and lakes, every time he does something, like holding a jug of rivers and lakes, pouring a glass of wine to others, the cup is full of chivalry, can make people take the glass, just drink It is.

Song Fengshan smiled and said: "Grandpa is also a reflection of today's rivers and lakes. I don't think about it. It is always difficult to find a friend who drinks alcohol."

It seems to be a bit heavy, and then Song Fengshan quickly joked: "Chen Pingan, don't let your grandfather fill your wine, don't dare to come to our new Zhuangzi to drink. Really, blame you, say what immediately It's going to go, our grandfather will not really miss your business, but the wine table, the old man is like this, and in front of the family's younger generation, it's hard to say a soft sentence, you can only take a drink. It's a cup.”

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I understand this."

Song Fengshan said: "It doesn't matter, Wei Wei suddenly flew the sword to Liu Qian in the village last night, but just asked if you are not in Zhuangzi now, it looks like, if it is true, she will come here. I let Liu Qian Pretend that I didn't receive the flying sword, wait for you to leave, and then reply to the letter saying that I have actually come, just to find my grandfather to drink."

Chen Pingan thanked him for his fist.

After drinking too much last night, Chen Pingan roughly said something about the reunion with Wei Wei, who was in the middle of the country, but did not mention the mountain **** behind him.

That is the need for Chen Ping to clean up the mess.

For example, after going to the Xianjia Ferry in Longshan, I found an opportunity. Feijian sent a message to Weiyun Mountain, asking about the size of the matter, and in general, some normal reactions of the officials stationed in Datun and the local court.

Wei Wei is the big **** Beiyue Zhengshen, far away from the Guanshui country in the middle of Baojuan. Naturally, it is not the Beiyue boundary. It is precisely because of this that Chen Ping's sword will be so straightforward, otherwise he will really be merciful. Implied way of doing things.

Song Fengshan pointed to the direction of the town, "Su Hao has left the sword-bearing maid. I believe that there will soon be a shocking saying, spread over a dozen countries and rivers, Su Shi and a real mountain sword fairy A dead war, although defeated."

Chen Ping did not care about the rumors of rumors, and smiled: "I have never understood why there is a sword waiter."

In the past, the palace maiden was so, and the same was true of the green bamboo sword fairy Su Shi.

Song Fengshan has some looks.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is this great thought in Song Dao?"

Song Fengshan whispered: "Just dare to think about it in my heart."

Chen Pingan licked his chin and had a very incomprehensible thing. He only understood Song Fengshan as soon as he set himself in the ground.

Anyway, Chen Heping thought that he would not think about it.

Chen Pingan suddenly frowned, this Su Shi, it is a bit entangled.

At this time, the old man who was surnamed Chu came quickly and stood outside the small pavilion. He smiled bitterly: "The green bamboo sword fairy Su Shi came secretly. On the other side of the gate, he asked Chen Gongzi to say that he had to rush. One thing Chen Gongzi will have in the future."

Song Fengshan thought a little about it and understood the joints. He sneered: "There are two inches in size."

Chen Pingan smiled and waved: "It doesn't matter. When you go to the door, you drink so much good wine from Zhuangzi."

Song Fengshan shook his head, "two things!"

Chen Pingi joked: "Song Brother, you can't stop me."

Song Fengshan smiled and said: "Ten Song Fengshan can't stop, but you have called me Song Big Brother..."

Not waiting for Song Fengshan to finish.

"go!"

Chen Pingan has put his fingers together and put a light touch on the scabbard. "Remember not to hurt people, the movement can be bigger."

Sword fairy out of the sheath.

Out of the landscape pavilion, straight into the sky, the gold line hangs.

Caused by the sword, the thunder shook, and the sea of ​​clouds above the Jianqi Villa was shattered.

Occasionally, the gold line will fly close to the mountain owner, but will soon continue to take off.

After a while, Chen Ping looked up and smiled: "Returned."

The long sword that smashed the rain like a dragon, if it was ordered by the immortal, quickly fell to the ground and returned to the sheath.

Song Fengshan was speechless.

Knowing Chen Ping's peace today, Wu Xuexiu is definitely scary, otherwise he will not repel Su Shi, but he did not expect Song Fengshan to scare people.

Chen Ping's wrist flipped, handed over a pot of black wine, and smiled. “Drinking Zhuangzi's good wine and drinking me, I'm not an old predecessor, I'm deceiving people to drink hot, this wine can really Drinking alcohol."

Song Fengshan unveiled the mud and smelled it. "The authentic fairy brew, this is good wine."

Chen Pingan shook his head. "This kind of wine is just a good drink. I never miss it. I can drink it and drink it. I don't think about it, but Song Big Brother, you have a lot of wine in Jianshui Villa."

Song Fengshan mentions the jug, and Chen Pingan raises the sword, and the same voice: "Go one!"

Song Fengshan drank half a pot of wine, no longer drink, Chen Pingan got up and said to go to the waterfall to see.

Song Fengshan has no peers.

Leaving the mountain water pavilion together, Song Fengshan went back, and there were more pots in his hand. It was said to be the black wine from the Shujian Lake. He handed the jug to the old butler Chu, who was sent again, and said that it was sent by Chen Ping. Go back and talk again, don't leave it after you have finished drinking it. In the past, he had a very good relationship with Chen Ping, and he smiled and took over the jug. As long as the wine was delivered by the boy that year, it was good or bad. The old butler said that the green bamboo sword fairy had already left. Before Su Shi left, he took a sword against the gate of the mountain village and performed a big gift.

Liu Qian and Song Fengshan and the old manager met halfway, shouting Grandpa Chu, the old man smiled and left.

The couple just walked for a long time, Song Yu burned and came over.

Seeing his grandfather, Song Fengshan smiled: "Grandpa, you can rest assured, I will not talk."

Song Yuzhuo took a shot of his grandson's shoulder and continued on. He walked to the landscape pavilion that was still a few miles away from the waterfall. After sitting down, he began to recall the past. The old man who was old was easy to sleep. Early in the morning, young people don't always understand. In fact, an old man wants to come and think about it. It's all the old people and stories. Young people often don't like to listen. The old man has to think about it.

Chen Pingan was in the leeches over there, interrupted the waterfall with a punch, and saw the words and smiled.

Looking around, I quickly left the waterfall and came outside the pavilion.

Song Yu has already walked out of the pavilion, "Go, eat hot pot."

Chen Pingan was a little shocked. "In the early morning, the restaurant didn't open the door."

Song Yu burned and laughed: "The name of the Jianshui National Swordsman is no longer worth the money. It is okay to eat hot pot at the door of the house. Besides, it is your petition, not giving money, after the treasurer in the stomach. This person is also for you."

The two did not go as far away as the birds, and when they walked away, it was Song Yu's idea.

Halfway through, the old butler of Chu chased the two and took the bamboo bucket that Chen Ping stayed in the house.

Chen Pingan asked: "Catch people?"

Song Yu burned and laughed: "Get away early, you can come early next time. Do you want to understand this point? It doesn't seem like a spoiler?"

Chen Pingan is speechless.

When I arrived at the town, there was no smoke. Only three or two **** were screaming, and it seemed to be quieter.

Song Yuzhuo knocked open the door of the restaurant, no longer

It was the old shopkeeper that Chen was familiar with, but a middle-aged man who was sleepy. He only saw Song Laojian, and smiled: "What is the old master?"

Song Yuzhuo pointed to the green shirt swordsman who was wearing a fight. "This guy said that he wants to eat hot pot, and bother you to come to a table."

There was no blame on the face and heart of the man. The friendship between the restaurant and Zhuangzi was passed down by his father. Although he passed away now, Zhuangzi is said to have moved, but the man still remembers Zhuangzi and Lao Zhuang. Then he smiled and said: "Well, this is going to the old village owner, just right, this time the second floor can be clean, no other guests."

Song Yuzhuo and Chen Pingan still went to the second floor to sit down at the window.

The restaurant is familiar with the taste of Song Lao Jius, the bottom of the pot, the vegetables of the leek, and they are all familiar with the best.

Soon the table was filled with large and small dishes, and the hot pot began to steam.

Song Yuburn and the restaurant had two pots of wine, one person and one pot, and said to Chen Pingan: "Today, we mean something, drink less, eat more."

Chen Pingan nodded. Song Yu burned the saucetable that was arranged by Chen Ping from the opposite side of the eye table. It was quite red, and it was half a bowl of pepper. It was good, and the melon was very good.

Compared with yesterday, Chen Pingan was even more speechless and talked about some things on the mountain.

Among them, there is a trip to Lushan in the area of ​​colored clothes.

Song Yu Shao is very modest in drinking today. Most of them are small mouth wines. After listening to Chen Ping's broken mountain waters on the side of Lushan, he dismantled the ancestral hall and smiled and nodded. "So, the Zu Shi Tang is really broken incense, father and son. From now on, turning against the enemy, even if it will not turn over for a while, maybe even complaining about it, afterwards, the face is smiling, pretending that the father is filial piety, but that Lu Yunqi and Lu Tiaojiao, the two sides are really aware, and then the father and son Concentric, your hand is more useful than the real demolition of the home of the ancestral hall. Guaer, can you, do not kill people only care, who to learn?"

Chen Pingan also sipped his drink. "I learned something from the mountain and learned something from the rivers and lakes."

Chen Pingan also talked about Mr. Wu Shuowen, Mr. Yu Wenwen, and Zhao Zhao, a young boy, and Zhao Wei, a young girl. They smiled and said that they had mentioned Jianshui Mountain Villa. Maybe they would come to visit later, and hope that the mountain side would not drop his face. Must be treated well, save the disciples and tribes think that his Chen Ping is bragging and not drafting drafts. In fact, he is a friend of the Shushui National Swordsman who is a fart, and he usually likes to nod. He likes to blow the snails to himself. Is it gold on your face?

Song Yu burned and laughed, helping to lick a piece of cow's hair and put it in Chen Ping's dishes.

A hot pot of garnished a fine dish, a pot of wine has also been finished.

Song Yuzhuo sent Chen Pingan to the outside of the town again. This time, Chen Ping's amount of alcohol is good, and he can eat spicy food. It's not as embarrassing as it used to be, which makes the old man somewhat disappointed.

Chen Pingan is wearing a fight and standing and holding a fist: "Predecessors, gone."

Song Yu burned and nodded. Finally, he said, "It's not handsome, it's a cover."

Chen Pingan helped Fu Teng, a serious saying: "This can be said to be inaccurate, how the man looks, if the woman said it."

Song Yu burned and smiled: "A count of a hammer, what a scorpion!"

Chen Pingan smiled and turned and left.

Song Yu burned until Chen Ping went out very far, and then he turned and walked back to the villa along the cold and clear streets.

The old man walked alone through the archway that had been swept by Susie and wanted to ask himself for the sword.

Some words, Chen Pingan wants to ask and is not easy to ask, the kid squats at the dinner table and said something that looks like a foreign language, such as his scenery in Lushan.

His Song Yu burning sword is not high, but for so many years, the rivers and lakes are white? Will you know Chen Ping's nature? I don't know if this kind of discourse is more or less confusing. Isn't Chen Ping's usual thing to say? For what, not for the old guy to be relieved, tell him that Song Yuburn, if there is something, if he really asks, if he really asks, just say it, don't be in your heart. However, from the beginning to the end, Song Yuzhuo clearly understands the use of words and deeds, which is equivalent to telling Chen Pingan that he has nothing to worry about, everything is fine, it is you who want more.

After Song Yu burned his hands, he looked up at the sky.

It's a good day, it's sunny and cloudless.

I hope that kid, in the future rivers and lakes, every day.

At noon on this day, it was the third day that Chen Pingan left the villa.

Jianshui Mountain Villa came to a hot-eyed apricot girl, stepping on double embroidered shoes.

I saw Liu Qian and Song Fengshan. When I heard that Chen Pingan had gone, I suddenly complained. They said that they were not kind and did not know how to help them stay for a few days.

Liu Qian felt a little strange. She asked her if she had something out there. Want to let Chen Ping help solve it? Then Liu Qianzheng said: "The grudge between you and the mountain god, as long as you Wei Wei open, our Jianshui Villa can contribute, but the Villa will never let Chen Pingan shot."

Wei Wei's face is weird. “This big sword fairy, didn't tell you about the ancient temple?”

Liu Qian wondered: "That said, you said that you dare to return to the old business. In the past, we suffered from the pain in our grandfather's hands, or not long-term memory, and went to the ancient temple to abduct the man's yang. How, in fact, you meet After, what is hidden?"

Wei Weiwei smiled and said: "There is no hidden feeling, that is, he has a squint at me, and he is embarrassed to say it. I actually have some heartbeats. I want to let Song's father help the media..."

Song Fengshan's mouth is tilted up, what a miscellaneous account, it is a deception. You Wei Wei really likes what, who does not know who is here. In addition, Chen Ping's temper and the current cultivation, at that time, there was no sword directly demonizing the demon, it is already your Wei Wei life.

Liu Qian even smiled and directly dismantled Wei Wei: "Oh, this kind of mischievous joke is less to say, really give us grandfather or Chen Pingan to listen, there is your sin!"

Liu Qian squinted at the relaxed couple, and frowned and asked: "Su Shi will not be a walker, don't pay attention, hang it in the middle of the road, don't come to find your villa trouble? Or do you still laugh? Shouldn't you wash your face with tears every day? You Liu Qian wiped the tears of Song Fengshan, and Song Fengshan shouted that the lady was crying and crying, and turned back to help you wipe the face...”

Song Fengshan couldn't stand the ridicule of this female country in the country, and found an excuse to get up and leave.

Liu Qian will be retired by Su Shi, and later went to the door to ask for another thing, which was roughly said to Wei Wei.

In fact, in these years, Jianshui Mountain Villa is her diligent and hard-working affairs, so she should say something that she should not say.

Otherwise, the grandson and grandson will not be so reassured that she will hold the house.

Wei Wei snorted, but it was not strange at all. After seeing Liu Qian's thoughtful vision, Wei Wei snorted and held his heart. “It turns out that Chen Gongzi is so sword-like super god, really a gentleman. Don't wait for the three days, scared me, I got a sigh, I knew that I would recommend the pillow at the ancient temple. Even if I don't like men, my eyes will be closed."

Liu Qian lost a handful of melon seeds in the past. "Let's say something unscrupulous!"

Wei Wei suddenly said: "I should have been able to go yesterday. Hey, we are so fascinated by the ghosts and the winds. It's really better than a sword-sword Yu Jian. I don't mention these, my mother has been practicing for hundreds of years. It's not as good as a man's play in the mountains for less than ten years, and sad. Qian's, the reason why I came to you later, is to run the city of Zhangzhou, and I plan to plan a major event involving the avenue. I won't tell you anyway, anyway, you will know sooner or later, but in the process, I found the figure of Hengdao Mountain Villa, the little girl of Wang Coral, but now it's really high-spirited, a few miles away. I smell the rouge smell on her body."

"It should be that Su Shi suffered a loss here, and Han Yuanshan lost the spy in the town. The Feijian was reported, so the Hengdao Villa would act immediately."

Wei Wei squinted at his heart, so he made a resentful face. "You have to prepare early. If my lover Chen Ping is still in the mountain, it doesn't matter, but now this... the negative heart runs, so if Han Yuanshan follows. Now, I will not favor you, at most, the two sides will not help, the sisters will be sisters, and Han Yuanshan really wants to clean up you, I have to secretly cry."

In fact, Wei Wei is very strange. Why is Han Yuanshan so ignorant of his feelings, regardless of the general situation, he must not go with Jianshui Mountain Villa, forcing Song Yu to move away from the mountain village, to build a mountain temple here, which will kill Chen Ping's sword. The mountain monster has always been a spring and autumn dream, thinking that he can step into the sky, move a position, and become the new mountain **** here in Jianshui Villa. As for the big thing she didn't say, of course, she planned to replace her seat on the mountain **** seat. She Wei Wei has been struggling with Liu Qian, and the world's sisters are so good. The days have passed better, and the ratio is unambiguous. Wei Wei and Liu Qian used to be one of the four countries in the country. You Liu Qian, as a stranger of Yamazawa, became the young lady of Jianshui Villa. Why can't Wei Wei be a mountain god, and vice versa?

The sale of Jianshui Mountain Villa and Han Yuanshan is very hidden. Liu Qian naturally does not say anything to Wei Wei.

In addition to being able to talk less, you can talk less.

Otherwise, after the outing, a heart and a liver, you can not go back.

Liu Qian thought about it, carefully thinking about the wording, and slowly said: "It should not be a bad thing. Most of it is Chen Ping's shot. Let Han Yuan be kind and jealous. With his cautiousness, most of them will not come in person, just let him support. When I got up, I decided to go back to the villa and I wouldn't let the three parties make it too stiff."

Wei Wei thought, most of the time.

In the same year, there was an old and a young man who faced the battlefield of the army.

There is a blue-shirted swordsman wearing a fight. When he left the town, he did not immediately go to the Longshan Xianjia Ferry. Instead, he asked a nearby mountain **** who was about to "promoting the official". This finally understood a Song Yu. Burning, Song Fengshan and Liu Qian are not willing to say anything about exports.

Why did Song Yu burn the sorcerer and the pure Wufu.

This is a secret matter that few people know about Jianshui Mountain Villa.

It was only the mountain **** who was given high hopes by the court of the water-washing country. It was only because of the rule of the law that it was used.

Things are not big, no one is dead.

Things are small? Is it small?

Not small.

Once there was a Zhongwu Wufu who came from afar, went to Jianshui Mountain Villa, and went to a bamboo scabbard with Song Yu.

In the beginning, it was said to buy, with a lot of fairy money.

Song Yu burned it.

The reason is very simple. The scabbard should be given to a friend and not sold.

Then the foreigner who was so unimaginable in the martial arts realm said that Song Yuzhuo would consider three days. After three days, he would not buy it.

When he left, the man blinked at Song Fengshan and Liu Qian. The man who was full of mountains and smirks looked at the sneer of the ants. He changed the wording with Song Yu, and he still bought two lives.

Song Yu was silent for three days.

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian made up their minds and actually persuaded them to be grandpa, not to sell or not to sell!

But on the last day of Song Yu's burning, the bamboo scabbard was handed over, and the gods' money was also not collected.

after that.

The old man is really old.

But the old man was on the side of his grandson and granddaughter, and took the initiative to find two of their younger generations to drink a drink, and even gave Sun Qiang Liu Qian a glass of wine, said his grandson, this life can find you such a wife, is our old Song family The ancestors had accumulated morality. He used to be his grandfather. He couldn't help her, too small to see her. Liu Qian drank the glass of wine with tears. Finally, the old man comforted two younger generations and said nothing. It was really okay. They should not be placed on their hearts. It is not a bamboo scabbard. Anyway, they have never mentioned this matter with Chen Ping's kid. When nothing happens, it will do. .

At this moment.

A mighty team rushed toward the green shirt swordsman.

Chen Pingan put away his thoughts. After seeing the local mountain gods, he asked the mountain gods to mention the two sides without going to the mountain village.

The mountain **** naturally did not dare, but he was able to sit in the foothills with the young sword fairy and drink together. The gentleman of the country, he still feels honored.

The reason why Chen Pingan did not leave immediately and did not return to Jianshui Mountain Villa was that she felt that her heart was not happy and she did not know how to do it.

I have been spinning around here, thinking about things alone.

Then I met an acquaintance again.

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