Sword of Coming Chapter 509

To the north of Huangguo is Baoxiangguo, where the Dharma is prosperous and the temples are like clouds.

Chen Ping'an was on the border of the border, and it was still stamped with customs clearance. If there was nothing to do, it would be turned over. The key on hand is new. Wei Wei's handwriting, the previous one, has been covered. It is densely packed and is now in the bamboo building.

Chen Pingan still wears a bamboo box behind his back, holding a mountain stick, wading through the mountains, searching for danger alone, occasionally Yu Jian Ling Feng, met the human city and walked on foot, now from the ferry Jin Dan Song Lanxi where the spring dew There are still a lot of mountains and rivers.

In the market, there are often hunchbacks and more scorpions.

The same is true of those who have been involved in the cultivation of Changsheng Road. They will see more monks, and of course there are also Yamazawa's strange and lurking ghosts.

Chen Pingan all the way from the Yinpingguo to the driving city to the border of Baoxiangguo, I saw a lot of mountains and charms going south.

However, except for the Huang Guoyu Yujun County, the rest of Chen Ping's safety is only so far-sighted, condescending, overlooking the world on the mountain, and finally some mentality of the monks.

Just keep practicing punching, after the ghost valley, Chen Pingan began to concentrate on practicing six steps, and plans to make up two million punches.

If I had not met the four people who had demonized the demon, Chen Ping originally wanted to kill the ghosts alone. When the monks returned, they stayed at the Jinluo Temple for a few more days and asked the blue paper. The Sanskrit content on the gold-plated pages is naturally to separate the Sanskrit and ask the monks many times. There are not many words, and the total number is two hundred and sixty. It is not difficult to ask the same words. The money is moving, and when you think about it, you will be a sorcerer, and the people will be afraid of people.

After passing through the two southern cities of Baoxiang, Chen Pingan found that there were many ankles on this side, and his face was dry and sorrowful.

If Chen Ping met on the road, he stood up in front of him and nodded lightly.

In addition to the many incense and many incense, the treasures of the country are as many as the fragrant fires. The rivers and lakes are also like a cow. On this day, Chen Ping is in a yellow sand. He met a group of darts going to the northern state, except for the horses filled with goods. The embarrassing camel ringing, the darts are powerful, but the woman is also dark, but it is a kind of heroic, so the woman is actually beautiful.

A young man riding a horse caught a glimpse of the white scholar in front. Not only was the white robes full of yellow sand dust, but also a lot of dirt on his head. He was swaying in the wind and stalking, and he was constantly left behind by the team. He slowed down the horseshoe. Bend down and take off a water sac hanging beside the saddle. He smiled and asked: "There are more than a hundred miles in the Yellow Wind Valley. Is the water belt on the little master enough? If not enough, just take it, you are welcome."

Chen Pingan turned to look at the young dartmaster who was bleeding and bleeding. He pointed to the waist and raised his sword. He smiled and said: "No, there is water in the pot, and there is a water bladder in the bamboo box."

The young man put away the water sac and hung it, and laughed: "The Yellow Wind Valley is extremely cool at night, and now the world is weird, it is not even more flat. More and more dirty things are breaking into the market. So the temples have only a lot of people in the near future. Go out, the little master will try to keep up with us. It is best to stay together at the dumb lake in front of you. The people are full of yang, but there is still a kind of care. There are so many strange things at night, it is not alarmist, so Xiaozizi Qian Don't be too single, but don't be too scared. Huang Fenggu often has sorrowful ethics in this sect. There are really those filthy things, and they may not be close to others."

Chen Ping nodded. "Thanks to Shaoxia, I will definitely walk to the lake before dark."

Bao Xiangguo is not among the dozens of national maps including Yinping and Shuhuang. Therefore, the people of the city and the rivers and lakes have long been accustomed to the ghosts and ghosts. The southeast of Luzhou in the north of the city has been in the past for years, so it has been dealt with. In the case of ghosts and evils, Bao Xiangguo has its own countermeasures. However, after the nightmare of "The Storytelling" was removed from the Thunder Pool, the aura was poured from the outside into a dozen countries. These visions, the monks on the border line are the earliest, and the ghosts of the means are not slow, bustling. The merchants are seeking for profit, and the ghosts will follow the instinct to chase the aura. Therefore, the visions of the two kingdoms of Huang Guobu and Yuxi are mostly flowing from the side of Bao Xiangguo into the south.

This is why the so-called world of young darts is not even more peaceful.

As the sun sets, Chen Ping is not in a hurry, and walks to the green lake that I do not know why it is called the dumb lake by the local people.

There have been several people who have gathered again, and the fire has continued, and everyone has been drinking alcohol to drive the cold.

On this night, a few swords light from the west, the momentum is like a rainbow to the Huangfeng Valley, falling on the land dozens of miles away from the dumb lake, Jianguang traverse, accompanied by ghosts and mourning, about a scent of incense, a The sword will leave the ground. During this period, the darts masters will have some boxing styles, and the merchants who cross the road will be calm and self-sufficient. They just drink and scream, and discuss which Shantou sword repairs come to practice the sword.

The sword repair has gone far, the night is deep, and there are still few people resting early at the lake. There are still some naughty children, holding wooden swords and bamboo swords, competing with each other, arranging yellow sand and chasing.

Chen Pingan sipped the deep water of Baojing Mountain inside the sword, and sat by the bamboo box on the lakeside.

I saw a woman with a power fence left the team alone, kneeling by the water, trying to wash her face with water. She raised a hand with a string of white bells hanging on her wrist. When she opened the corner of the power fence, Chen Pingan has already regained his sight and looked at the dumb lake, which is said to be bottomless. The city's well-known rumors that this small lake has not dried up for thousands of years, and you have been in the drought for several years, and the lake is not down a mile. The lake is not one inch high.

When there was a trace of sputum at the heart of the lake, there was a small black granule, where it probed the brain and quickly fell into the water. The woman still seemed to be unaware of it. She only carefully took care of her forehead and horns. Every time she raised her hand and lifted her wrist, there was a bell rang, but it was covered up by the drinking of the lake.

There was a huge whirlpool in the silent sound of the lake, and then suddenly jumped out of a strange fish that was more than a dozen feet. The whole body was black and inky. It opened its mouth to the power fence woman, and the teeth were sharp like a sand field.

Chen Ping sits cross-legged, does not move, and holds one hand, looking at the one person and one fish.

In the eight directions of the dumb lake, eight people appeared at the same time, each holding a compass, and instantly broke into the sand, and then they stood still, fingers squatting, footsteps, and between the moment, there was a silver thread like a rope. The lasing is directed to the heart of the lake. When the silver rope gathers in the center of the circle, above the lake, a bright silver gossip pattern appears in an instant, which can compete with the moonlight.

Eight people should be out of the same door, with a tacit understanding, each reaching out and grabbing a silver line from the ground compass, then **** close together, a little above the lake, such as fishermen net fishing, and flying eight silver lines, Create a cage, and then eight people began to rotate around the circle, and constantly add a curved "fence" to the fuse cage. As for the safety of the woman who is alone with the fish monster, the eight people are not worried.

Opening a **** mouthful of fish monsters on the occasion of the compass, I realized that something is wrong, I have quickly closed the big mouth, just a huge inertia, let it still rush to the power fence woman who has suddenly got up, the result The woman who did not retreat stepped out and jumped high. When she punched, she slammed the fish monster into the lake's gossip. When the pair of body touched the shackles of the gossip, the fish screams suddenly Under the head of a small hill, the fish head was smashed, and the poor fish monster was shocked by a bullet. The electric light flashed, creaking, screaming, and the fish screaming and sliding, falling into the hustle and bustle, and there was a big fire. Burning, it is so miserable, and then the fish monster tasted the ice awl from the lake to poke out the smashing of the forest, and eventually changed into a black girl, constantly fluttering, wiping and wiping Tears, but also escaped from the fire dragon and hide from the ice cone, and occasionally have to be beaten by a strip of lightning and twitched a few times, straight through the eyes.

In this scene, Chen Ping's eyes were somewhat unbearable, with a slight shift of sight and one eye.

I have seen a lot of evil spirits and evil spirits, no matter what the end, just when the face is revealed, most of them are more than a prestige, they say that the ghosts of the valley, the skin of the city Fan Yunluo, even the confrontation with the ghosts of the city The strange, there are a bunch of gangs to help it carry a large wooden board, Chen Pingan really did not see the poor worms in front of him.

Scene on the lake.

Seeing everyone outside the lake, everyone drinking, cheering, and those stubborn children are hiding beside their elders, except for the big fish jumping out of the lake at first, the mouth is awkward, some scary, now it is a Not afraid of it. In the area of ​​Baoxiangguo, the biggest excitement is that the immortal master catches the demon. As long as he sees it, it is more lively and festive than the New Year.

When trying to get away from the lake, the little girl who is one foot high in the gossip, flew into the shackles, and immediately fell a round like a wellhead, the little black girl couldn't escape, took a deep breath, and raised her hands over her head. The dead man supported the log, and his face was sore and tearful. He said: "The bell is mys. I gave it to a passing scholar who almost died. He said that he would go to Beijing to take the test. When I was entangled, I sent him and said that I had to pay for it. It's been more than a hundred years. He didn't return me, hey, the big liar...”

Chen Pingxin's little girl, the monster, seems to be absurd.

This dumb lake has a vision that the water surface is not increasing, and it should be attributed to this fishy little girl who is not very lovable. After so many years, merchants and passengers have been stationed here for the night, and there have never been casualties. In fact, people are good, ghosts are worth mentioning, what to say, let you fall in love, many times is not as a fact, a context. In any case, for so many years, the local people and the merchants in the passing place should actually be grateful for her asylum, no matter what her original intention is, it should be so, she should read her a fragrant fire. It's just that the fairy tales drop the monsters and catch the blame. It's also a matter of righteousness, so even if Chen's fish is out of the way, she knows that she has no suffocation and kills her heart. Most of them are watching the bells and adding a copy. The heart of the play, Chen Pingan naturally has already seen the power fence woman, is a hidden Wu Wufu... or may it be the six realms of Bao Xiangguo? In short, Chen Ping did not stop blocking.

However, the string of bells in the hands of the power fence woman, this is the object of the fish girl, this is still somewhat unexpected.

When the little girl broke the truth, the girl who stood back to the enemy stood on the edge of the green lake and smiled and said: "Do not worry, catch you back, not to kill you. This is the meaning of the national teacher. There is a lack of a river woman over there. The national teacher is in the middle of you, and you need to go to the town to transport water. It is not all bad. But beforehand, I don't want to be with you. You are born in this lake, born with water. The possibility of shaping the golden body to become a river girl is greater than the existence of people who have died as heroes. The chances are even greater, but they are not successful on the board. There is no way. We have a good relationship with the courts of the country. I have given a lot of **** money. I am doing this and forcibly taking you away from the dumb lake. It is not kind. It is because I think that you are giving the bell to the national scholar, and it is even more kind. Not only did you not mean the meaning of your bell, but also treasured it. When it was a family treasure, the bell was also given by the descendants of the country. For this reason, it was also able to promote the official, and by the way, the ancestors had to go to a nickname. You have to be embarrassed, you can wait until you become a river, and then work harder. This will you still obediently without a fight, to save to continue to suffer. "

The little girl in black also held the slowly falling round with her hands. When her feet touched the lake, she cried more and more: "I am going to be a boiled fish. You like to play." Kill the big bad guy! I don't want to go with you, I like it here, here is my home, I don't go anywhere! I don't want to move to be a river, I am still a little, my mother!"

The power fence woman sighed and motioned that the remaining eight division monks did not need to hurry to close the array. They followed the singer's little girl and said: "So I have a discussion with you? I can help you with the national teacher." Love, I don't earn the money, but you have to go back to the division with me, or you have to move a nest. I can't run it for a while. If I return empty-handed, Master will blame. A river, now there is a water **** sitting in the town, you first swear by others as a water **** is what taste, when I feel that when the river Po is also good, I will take you to the gate of the National Teacher's Office, how?"

The little girl in black nodded lightly.

As a pure Wufu woman, her hands are squatting, and she has a word, but she can also control the aura and remove the cylinder above the raft.

The little girl jumped a few times in the same place, shaking her arms before and after bending, and then the eyes dribbled.

The power fence woman smiled and said: "Don't want to run, or braised fish, steamed fish, it is possible."

The little girl took a nose and cried and said: "You still kill me. I am not as dead as I am."

The power fence woman is somewhat helpless.

The rest of the immortals seem to feel fun, one by one is not eager to catch the net to catch the demon.

Suddenly, from the far distance of the sky, a dazzling sword light shines, and the sword is hovering over the top of the head. It is a young sword repaired in a light purple robe. There is an intermittent one between the hairpins. The golden scorpion intertwined with lightning, smiled and said: "This dumb lake demon is extremely difficult to capture, you are a good means. How much, I bought."

The power fence woman smiled and said: "But Jinwugong Jingongzi?"

The young sword repaired and laughed: "It is down."

The woman apologized: "This monster can't be sold to Jin Gongzi."

The young sword frowned and frowned. "I have doubled the price, and my sister is just missing a beggar."

The woman hesitated for a moment, still shaking her head: "Sorry, it is hard to die. This thing is the teacher's door to promise the national palace, I will not be the Lord tonight."

The wife of the Jinwu Palace, the temperament of the temperament, this life is a legend of the Qingshen Mountain green bamboo refining made of ghost whip, the most hobby is to kill the prostitute, besides one person can be lucky to live as a teacher, the rest They are all dead, and they will also hang their bodies in the thunderclouds of the Jinwu Palace. They must not be super-born. However, the Jinwu Palace is definitely not a sinister magic repair. It is also a spare force to kill the demon slayer, and has always liked to choose the difficult ghost king. It's just the palace of the Jinwu Palace, a man of Jindan Jianxiu, but the most fearful of the lady of the daughter of the Da Yueshan Jun, so that all the female monks and prostitutes in the Jinwu Palace are not too daring to speak with the palace. sentence.

Otherwise, this sale is not completely impossible to talk about. The teacher's door and the national squad, must not mind selling a human sentiment to the powerful Jinwu Palace.

The young sword repaired an eyebrow. "I don't want to listen to it properly. Do you want me to take out the sword to listen to it? You are a little girl in the Qing Dynasty, six Wufu, plus some means, I believe that I have spent your time." Unspeakable face, buy the little demon?"

Young Jianxiu added a sneer and added: "Reassured, I will still, buy! But from now on, I will remember you in the Qing Dynasty."

The power fence woman sighs in her heart, and she can't always be tired of herself. The monks of the Jinwu Palace have always been clear-cut and moody. Once they are unreasonable, it is very difficult.

She turned her head and looked at the little girl with her hands and her head to lie to her.

When she was making a point at the head, on the edge of the dumb lake where the needle was audible, there was a weak scholar who picked up the bucket on the book box early. He took a white coat and held the folding fan. He slowly got up and smiled and said: "If this It's also reasonable. I think it's not reasonable at first. It's good to buy and sell. Anyway, whoever is high, no need to take off your pants and slap.”

The little girl in black had a slight trepidation in her ear and raised her head. She wondered: "It's wrong to take off your pants and fart. Let's wind in the yellow wind and the night is cool, and the dew can be cool, but you can pull it and you can get it. Don't take off your pants?"

The white-study student slaps his head with a folding fan and suddenly realizes: "Yes."

The little girl opened her eyes and hugged her eyes, hovering in the air, sitting cross-legged and holding her arms in her arms. "The readers are all screaming."

Just thinking of the string of bells that were kindly sent to people, the little girl in black began to wrinkle her nose and wrinkle her face.

It's all deceptive, loaded! The guy of that year also said that his greatest interest in his life was not to be an official. He was writing a singular singularity. At that time, he would definitely write an article about her, and it must be extremely long and thick. He even had the name. All of them were taken, and they were called "Dumb Lake Big Water Monsters". At that time, she was drooling, and she was also reminded that he must describe himself as a vicious **** and a higher line. The reader promised to be very cool.

How can the bunch of bells be seen now, but can't see the article that has been waiting for a hundred years? Even if the number of words is small, it doesn't matter.

The young sword was bent forward and leaned forward, staring at the white-skinned scholar who looked like a dog. He smiled and said: "Hey, sing with this little demon, do you both sing a double spring here?"

The scholar who had a dusty white robe with dust, holding a folding fan and holding a fist: "Please ask Jinwugong Jingongzi to raise his hand."

There was another smear of the sword, and hovering over Jinle's body. It was a graceful middle-aged female repairer. She didn't worry about the golden scorpion. She blinked at the lake and smiled: "Okay, this experience, under the eyes of the uncle's uncle, we have not been able to kill the Huangfeng ancestors, knowing that you are in a bad mood at this time, but the little teacher's uncle is still waiting for you there, Waiting for a long time, not good."

Jinle nodded, pointed out his fingers, and pointed at him. "Yi's house is right, I remember, you wait for me to visit recently."

Then he pointed to the white-skinned scholar who secretly wiped his sweat on his forehead. After confronting himself, he immediately stopped the action, deliberately opened the folding fan, and gently fanned the breeze. Jinle laughed and said: "I know that you are also a monk. Well, it's a son, don't pretend to be a grandson with me, dare to report the name and the teacher's door?”

The man smiled and said: "I don't change my name, I don't change my name, I am a good name."

Jinle's face was gloomy, and he said to the middle-aged woman around him: “Sister, I can't stand it, let me have a sword, just a sword.”

The Jinwu Palace female repairer whispered: "The little teacher's uncle is hoping to look at us."

Jin Le snorted at the white book, "Hurry to burn incense and worship Buddha, and ask not to fall into my hands."

The two Jinwugong swords were suddenly raised together, and the sword went away, dragging two extremely long swords.

Eight priests who have gathered at the side of the power fence woman, after seeing the two Jianguang disappear, they are relieved, but when they think of the story of Jinle's door, they are all acquainted with each other. Especially the power fence woman is even more heavy. However, the nine people looked at the white-study students who were wiping their foreheads at this moment. They were somewhat grateful. If this person did not come forward, they would share the attention of Jinwugong Jingongzi, otherwise they would be more troublesome. Not tonight, it's hard to escape and kill one. Although the Qing dynasty house is inferior to the Jinwu Palace, it is really not enough to see the two swords.

Anyway, this trip down the mountain to catch the demon, it is really a bad year.

In the future, the division will block Jinle's mountaineering and ask for swords. It's not difficult to use the foundation of the Qinglan Palace. It's inevitable that the Qinglan Palace will not deal with the Jinwu Palace.

The power fence woman smiled and said: "This Chen Gongzi, my name is Mao Qiulu, from the Qing Dynasty House in the northeast of Taoxiangguo, thank you for the derogatory statement of Chen Gongzi."

The man smiled and said: "I am not arrogant, just want to buy the dumb lake monster with the immortals."

The little girl in black still arms her arms around her chest and said, "The big monster!"

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled: "I just saw Jinwugong Jianxian, you don't claim to be a big monster?!"

The little girl's eyes turned, “I'm only ignoring my eyes, I can't speak. You have the ability to let the Jinwu Palace **** swordsman come back, see if I don't say the last one...”

Waiting for the little girl in black to finish talking.

I saw a distant sky, there was a blue light that might have a length of more than a thousand feet, and it was directly slammed into the depths of a certain place in the Huangfeng Valley.

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed and he glanced back and looked back.

Hey, it's still a golden sword.

It seems that the little master of the Jinwu Palace men and women's monk's mouth has personally shot it?

After that, the heavens and the earth returned to the clear, and the sword light slowly disappeared.

The little girl quickly hugged his head and shouted: "Little monster, I am just a small monster with rice grains..."

The power fence woman and a teacher's old man smiled bitterly: "If this person shoots and asks us a sword, it will be a big problem."

The old man shook his head and whispered softly: "This sword fairy is deserted, and arrogance is true, but the style of acting is not like this kind of joy and joy. It is still very mountainous, and there is nothing in the air. Every time it goes downhill. This is only to kill the demon slayer, so as to wash the sword. This time it is estimated to help Jinle them to protect the road, after all, the Huangfeng ancestors here are actually the real old Jin Dan, but also good at swearing, a careless, very easy I was killed by this. I saw this sword going down. The ancestors of the Yellow Wind did not dare to show up again and swear in the past few decades."

The woman who claimed to be Mao Qilu's power fence looked at the white scholar and shook her head and smiled: “When the national teacher's bid is to buy this demon, the price is very high. Secondly, it has now provoked Jinwugong Jinle. If you accept this hot girl, Chen Gongzi It is not appropriate. Although our Qingyi government is not as strong as Jinwu Palace, the dispute caused by this dumb lake monster is so good that it is not too fearful of Jinwu Palace."

Chen Ping put away the folding fan at the waist and smiled and said: "Nothing, I am going north to travel this way, earning money is to spend money, Mao Xianshi only pays the price. And I am not as clear as a duckweed. Wild repair, Jinwu Palace wants to get angry, but also has to find me, so as long as Mao Xianshi is willing to sell, I can buy it,"

The little girl in black whispered, "I don't want to sell it to you. The reader is awkward. I might as well go to the sister to go to the Qing Dynasty, and be a neighbor of a river, so maybe I can lie to eat and drink." ""

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled: "Is not afraid of the sword of the Jinwu Palace Swordsman? Once I know the traces of the Jinda Swordsman, I have only been a thief for a thousand days, and there is a thousand days to prevent thieves. Every day, you are afraid, how can you be a big monster?"

The little girl wrinkled and began to think hard about the problem. She wanted to use things without worry. She only needed to see how much her brows were wrinkled.

Chen Pingan looked at the Qing dynasty fairy teacher and smiled: "Open the price."

The woman looked at the elder of the division, who nodded gently.

Mao Qiulu still whispered: "Chen Gongzi is really not afraid of the Jinwu Palace entangled?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "I am hiding from their Jinwu Palace."

Mao Qiulu has some difficulties. He said: "But the National Teacher's Office is bidding for a rainy money. Buying this small fish monster can't usually sell such a high price, but it is linked to the river god, so..."

Xiaotoutou angered: "Hey? Just one? Isn't it a hundred?! I am mad at me! The reader who wears white clothes, hurry up, give this fist a soft girl, a hundred valleys of rain, if you Squinting your eyes is not a hero!"

Chen Pingan is too lazy to take care of this little water monster with his brain in the water, and hand out a valley rain money.

That Mao Qiulu was surprised and looked helpless: "Is Chen Gongzi really buying?"

Just at this time.

A dejected old man floated to the top, standing on the top of the slope, followed by a dozen monks with a look of disappointment, age and age, both young and old.

Hanging beads in front of everyone, ordinary materials, but a string of golden light, in the night is extremely eye-catching.

After the old squat station was set up, Shen said: "Jinwu Palace Swordsman has gone far away. This Huangfeng ancestor was seriously injured and mad, and he did not hide in the mountain roots, but he wanted to eat people, the poor teachers. Bo has been confronted with it in a dozen or so places, and he can't stand him for too long. You have to leave the Huangfeng Valley boundary with the barren, and get up quickly. It is really a delay."

Chen Pingan gently threw the rain money to the power fence woman and smiled: "After the sale, we can all run."

Mao Qiulu bites his teeth and catches the rain money in the valley. He is in the palm of his hand. It is indeed a true rain money.

The little monster hurriedly shouted: "There are still a bunch of bells, don't forget! You also bought a valley of rain money to buy it!"

Chen Ping still ignored her.

The little girl snoring and snoring, this scholar is not good.

The power fence woman smiled and took off the string of bells on her wrist and handed it to the white scholar who had never been able to see that she was a martial artist.

Her elders, who waved their hands, used the entire lake as a gossip array, and immediately gathered together to detain the little girl who was twitching in the silver-colored plaque to the shore. The division also rushed back to the compass.

Mao Qiulu smiled and said: "We have to withdraw the symbol, Chen Gongzi can be optimistic, don't let her escape into the lake."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded: "Nature."

The array of fluorescent light disappeared instantly.

Chen Pingyi stepped out and grabbed the back collar of the little girl. She raised it high. She hung in the air, still squinting her face and arms around her chest.

On the hillside, those who walked in the rivers and lakes and the merchants on the road had quickly packed their homes and began to rush in the night under the **** of those monks.

And the dialect of the Qinglan House did not have any verbal communication, and they walked into the ranks. Obviously, they wanted to help those who were in the country to **** and leave.

Chen Pingan shouted: "The dartmaster!"

A young dartmaster who rode to the top of the hill turned and looked around.

I saw that the white-study student, in addition to holding the little girl in one hand, had an extra jug in his hand, and then he slammed hard and threw a jug of wine to him.

The young dartmaster only had to sit on the horse's back and grabbed the pot of wine as soon as he reached out.

The young man put away the jug, smiled and thanked him.

Interview with the rivers and lakes, meet with each other.

If you are tempted to drink, you don't need to chill, don't ask for your name.

Mao Qiuli turned and asked: "Chen Gongzi? Don't go together?!"

Then the power fence woman heard a reason why she couldn't think of it. She only listened to the person and smiled broadly. "I am going in a different direction. You have more people. The Huangfeng ancestors must first look for you."

Mao Qiu was too angry to say a word, turned around, turned his back to the man, raised his arm high, held out his thumb, and then slowly turned down.

But the man even said with a good intention: "I have a chance to go to your bar Green House to be a guest."

After the power fence woman put away the gesture, she turned a deaf ear and strode away.

The little girl who was shackled in her hands shook her head and shook her head. Fortunately, "I can't see it, she is a little bit smug about you. Now it's not awkward."

After the collar was loose, she landed on her feet.

I saw that the white book student laughed and said: "If you don't come out, you have a lot of experience."

The little girl in black, with her hands on her eyes, widened her eyes and looked at the bells in the hands of the man.

Chen Pingan threw the bell to her, then wore a fight, bent over and picked up the big bamboo box.

The little girl squatted on the spot, and then turned around. It was really no different. She stretched her neck, and the whole face and faint eyebrows were wrinkled together, indicating that her brain is now a paste, asking: "Well, you just don't care about me? You really don't want a big monster to be a big monster?"

Chen Pingan pushed her hand on her forehead and "Get out of the way."

Little girl angered: "Well?"

She suddenly opened her mouth, and her small face suddenly opened her mouth and revealed her sharp teeth. It was so big that she didn't close her eyes. "Is it afraid?"

Chen Pingan carried a bamboo box and slowly walked up the hillside. He said, "I am afraid of death."

Not far from the north side of the hillside, the movement is getting bigger and bigger.

The little girl in black hesitated and threw the bells into the lake, then pinched her chin and began to frown and think about the problem, watching the white scholars go up the hill.

She snorted, turned and swayed to the green lake, and then suddenly stood and turned, only to see that the person has stood on the top of the slope, the footsteps are not stopped, then left.

The little girl scratched her head and felt that something was wrong.

A leap, falling into the water, the real body turned into a fish monster, chasing the string of falling bells, shaking his head and swaying to the bottom of the lake.

On the hillside.

When a white coat went out a few miles.

After stopping, he took off the bucket and bamboo box.

I saw a **** old man sitting in the same place, silently chanting.

On the yellow sand floor, there was a tin rod inserted, and the copper rings violently collided with each other.

The blood of the old man is actually pale gold.

As the old man enters the chanting, the surrounding abbot's land continues to bloom with a golden lotus flower.

There was a yellow tornado around the old man, and there was a glimpse of a yellow robe hiding in it.

Was struck by the yellow salon roll, and the golden lotus leaves withered.

Although the old man is closed, he still has a sleeve. Now the old man can only perceive that there is an outsider behind him. Some people are anxious. Shen Sheng: "Go! Hold on to the old rod, it will help you stay away from this place." Don't look back!"

The tin stick flew out and flew out to the white book student, then hovered around the man. The tin sticks were interlocking. It seemed very anxious, urging the scholars to hurry and escape from this place.

In order to distract the control of the tin cane from the ground, the old man has already experienced flaws. The yellow salon has become more and more powerful, and the golden lotus of the abbot's land is running low.

Just as the old man was completely wrapped up in the yellow sand and completely ruined the golden body, there was a warm and mellow sound in the ear. "The master only decided to say Dharma, and the boy was fortunate enough to listen to one or two. I am grateful."

Then the young man stepped forward a dozen feet, and at the same time said: "Follow me!"

I saw the bamboo box open by myself, and plucked out a golden bond, such as a golden dragon trailing the snow-white figure, and rushing forward together.

Binding the demon into the yellow salon volume, trapped the yellow robe.

The white book scholars are punching like a thunder.

Just a fist, like a rainbow, the sound is amazing, but the scholars are walking in a leisurely way, but if you just go down with a sleeve, the whole dragon must be cut into two on the spot.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, smiled slightly, folded his hands together, but bowed his head but did not chanting, but whispered: "Weide, look at the net. Unfortunately, no tea, or take a seat."

The white coat and the tornado played far away.

The old man slowly got up, turned and walked over to the bamboo box, grabbed the copper rod that had been silent and silent, and the old man sang and strode away.

This night is in the night.

A white-skinned student holds a rod in his back box and walks slowly.

There was a little girl in black hanging on her feet, and her hands clasped his ankles, so every step of the way, I had to take a step back with the little candy-like taro.

Chen Pingan did not bow his head. "Are you so entangled with me?"

The girl who was still wrapped around a parcel nodded and said: "I am in the middle of the lake, the baby at the bottom of the lake, how can it be more than a valley of rain money. Say it, give it to you, but you must help me find a scholar who can write a book. Help me write a wonderful story that I am very fierce and particularly scary in the story."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "You will be like this again, I will be rude to you."

The little girl had a tearful nose and a snot on the man's leg. He whimpered: "I beg you, take me to the rivers and lakes. You are so big. The ancestors of Huangsha will kill you, follow you. I am fragrant and spicy. I must find the scholar and write my story. I want to be famous. Every family knows that I am a big monster in the dumb lake."

Chen Pingan stopped and asked, "Don't let go?"

The little girl in black did not let go, shook her head, wiped the nose of the man's white robes with her own face, then raised her head and wrinkled her face: “I won't let go.”

Chen Pingan lifted his foot and "walked you."

The little girl was directly slammed into the turquoise lake, tumbling in the air, throwing a very long arc.

After a while.

Chen Pingan turned and looked.

Far following a follower, seeing him turn his head, he immediately stood up and began to look up at the moon.

Chen Ping sighed. "Follow me, maybe I will die."

The little girl ran up and ran forward, but when she saw the white-shirt reader frowning, she quickly rushed to an emergency stop and said: "Whoever will not die, anyway, I am dying, I am not afraid of this, I am I want everyone to know me, know, die and die."

Chen Pingan continued to move forward.

She followed behind.

During the time she was kneeling on the ground, staring at the ground, licking her head, and then slamming her teeth with a sharp mouth and swallowing a lizard.

After standing up, the little girl carrying a parcel opened her eyes and smiled, "Delicious!"

Only she suddenly found the man turned his head.

She immediately stretched her face and her eyes were inconspicuous, but she couldn't help but move.

The man smiled. "That's it. I won the spring dew and help you find a place to stay. But the ugly words are in front, if you go back halfway, you want to go back to the dumb lake, you go, I don't Will take care of you."

She flew to the man and stood up. "I will regret it? Oh, I am a big monster!"

The man snorted, "The big monster with the size of the grain."

She is a little embarrassed.

This sesame-sized anecdote cannot be written in a book.

After that, Bai Shusheng was followed by a little girl in black who often thirsty.

Wandering in the mountains together.

Little girl thinks it is interesting.

The man would take him to sit on the wall of a street and watch the two doormen fight each other.

It is the door-to-door two door gods, the family who posted the wealth god, out of a hero who is a hero, with a wealthy god, but a reading seed, beautiful, and has a reputation for prodigy in the local county. .

At that time, the scholar who only knows Chen Haoren was posted to her, and she posted a name that was difficult to hear. Then they sat on the far wall to watch the fun.

After that, they also saw the scene of the goddess of the mountain **** marrying the **** of the water god. It was a big arrogance of the gongs and drums, but it was silent and silent. The man gave up the road at the time, but an old man on the side of the mountain gods team, Proactively handed him a happy red envelope, the man actually received it, but also very politely said a congratulations to the words, it is really shameful, there is a snow money inside.

Later, they saw the legendary Wuyueshanjun parade, the golden man, riding a white horse, behind him is a long tail, very prestige.

Also beside a sacred temple that is large and dilapidated, I saw three beautiful women, from the degraded and inaccessible place in the west corridor of the temple, and went out to go to a place with a sun. The scholars had a private meeting, but unfortunately the shameful scene after that, the guy around didn't even look at it, even she didn't want to peek, just during the day, they went there again, and saw the temple, there were three paintings. Mottled Meiji mud statues, compared to before, each has a piece of Pa towel, a gold plaque and a bracelet.

It's still more fun to play, and they found a hidden paradise hidden in the mountains. There are a few charms dressed as literati. After meeting them, they are very enthusiastic at first, just when they are When the wilderness asked him if he could improvise a poem, he was dumbfounded, and then those guys began to catch people, saying how come a common embryo. The two of them had to wander out of the house, she blinked at him, and he was not angry.

These are very interesting things. In fact, there are more things that are so boring, staying up late and cooking.

But sometimes this geek is really weird.

He once walked on the cliff path and looked at the opposite side of the green cliff. He didn't know why he swept away and slammed into the cliff. Then he smashed it and punched the whole mountain. I am also very embarrassed to say that her brain is not clear? Big Brother, don't say second sister.

He will often stay in the foothills of the night, walking alone, can walk for one night, like sleeping and not sleeping. Anyway, as long as she has drowsiness, she must fall asleep and sleep sweetly. When she looks at it early in the morning, she can often see that he is still walking around the circle.

He also has a time when he is not very serious.

There are times when the water rafts outside the county town are gatherings of literati poets. During the rainstorm, everyone gazebos watch the rain like a waterfall. They are very interested. Then the person stunned and disappeared. I don't know how to do it. There was no heavy rain near the otter, and the reading people in the gazebo were all alone. Seeing that she was hiding in the water, she laughed.

Every once in a while, next to the stream, he will take a gourd and take out a small flying sword and shave. He turned his head and smiled at her. She can't smile at half, but it is the flying sword of the immortal!

He also helped the crop man to smash the ground. At that time, he picked up the book box and went to the field to be busy. It seemed to be very happy.

At the beginning, the villagers were still afraid that the scholars were arrogant and helpless. They didn't want to really get started. They were not stranger than they were. After the work, the villagers wanted to invite them to dinner, but he left with a smile.

It's just that these chickens and skins are not very arrogant, so she feels that she is not too addictive. After following him for a long time, she didn't know what she was, or she didn't know that she was a dumb lake monster, and she saw it. Who, he will only introduce her last name, and then she will not be there.

Only once, she was a little bit admired for him.

On a large river, a counter-current building slammed into a canoe that could not escape.

Then there was a white man with a sword, falling on a leaf boat, holding out a hand to support the building, holding a jug and drinking on his head.

Later, they sat together on a tall building in the prosperous capital of the world, overlooking the night scene, brightly lit, like the Star River.

He finally said a word that was so angry with the book, saying that the top of the head is also a star river, the foot is also a star river, the sky is full of silence.

When she saw him drinking, she advised him to say a little more.

He then said that the moonlight entered the tall building, annoying, it also came, love, it also went.

She was a little sad, just somehow the sadness of some rice grains. In fact, she didn't miss her hometown. She came along this way and didn't want to go at all, just when she turned her head and looked at the side of the man, as if he remembered some missing. People, sad things, maybe. Who knows, she is just a year after year, secretly watching the big monsters who come and go, she is not really human.

When she thought about it, she was also a little sad.

The man turned his head, his lap across the stick, and he held the jug, but reached out and rubbed her head.

that moment.

She thinks that he might really call Chen Haoren.

Chapter end