Sword of Coming

After waiting for a while, Du Mao never showed up.

He looked left and right at the Patriarch Mountain and said with a smile: "You're not coming out here? You're worthy of a monk who has been to the Ascension Realm. I guess even my flying sword can't pierce this shame."

But I suddenly noticed something strange. On the mountainside of Zushi Mountain, there was a fairy tower and a rolling fairyland area. There was an old monk in the Jade Purity Realm, who seemed to be protecting a girl with good bones. And at this time, everyone was His eyes looked at the girl strangely. She was a very young monk in the Dragon Gate Realm.

After she noticed that Zuo Zuo was looking at her, she immediately lowered her head in fear.

He frowned left and right.

Because many disciples of Tongye Sect looked at the mountainside of the Patriarch Mountain almost at the same time, as if they were looking for her.

The old monk at the Jade Purity Realm who was probably the protector next to the girl was so angry that his face was livid, but he did not dare to provoke the sword cultivator with infinite killing power without authorization.

The girl was timid and suffered great injustice, so she started to cry silently.

If a sect wants to stand firm on a mountain, or even be proud of the mountains, it is actually very simple, it must have someone who can fight.

In the past, people accumulated family property, passed down the incense, and had magical powers that could directly reach the upper five realms. They could be deeply rooted and then spread out.

Nowadays, those who cause trouble can only be beaten back. If you go to cause trouble to others, they will at least have to pay attention. This can provide a shade for the sect and protect the younger generations.

There will be more in the future, don’t let the old and the weak take over, so now the more arrogant and domineering you are, when the situation changes, what will you do in the future? Do you still want the Patriarch Hall? After all, in mountain cultivation, revenge doesn't matter. A gentleman is never too late to take revenge. It can take a hundred years, hundreds of years, or even a thousand years to wait.

So this reincarnated girl who was in the Yupu realm in her previous life, after the monks of Tongye Sect who were good at deduction pointed out the general direction, it took the sect nearly thirty years to find the location with great pains, and some people kept their names anonymous, etc. He kept "her" for decades, and after a few years of her birth, he successfully brought her back to the top of the mountain after a fight.

Therefore, the girl who was brought back to Tongye Sect is one who can be beaten in the future.

Similar to the female crowned Huang Ting of Taiping Mountain, but for the time being it is far from Huang Ting's cultivation and aura. The latter is particularly important and involves the true heart of the road.

The Lord of Taiping Mountain and the sect leader Song Mao must have lectured Huang Ting a lot about causing trouble and not knowing how to tolerate it, but in their hearts, they were naturally happy.

The only regret for this girl who was given high hopes by the Tongye Sect is that although the girl has good qualifications, she is too soft-tempered. She has traveled down the mountain several times to sharpen her Taoist heart. The sect's comments are that she is extremely talented and has a bright temperament. , there are hundreds of words of praise and appreciation, but every time at the end, one or two sentences will be added, such as a mellow temperament, a little less decisive in killing.

But because of her special status, no one dared to say anything harsh. The Du family, the largest in the Tongye clan, regarded her as their darling.

The reason is very simple. In addition to the fact that the girl was a Jade Purity monk in her previous life, she also had a more important identity. She was indeed the mother of Du Mao, the ancestor of Zhongxing.

Looking for the reincarnated person and renewing the good relationship.

Generally, only the Immortal Family on the Mountain with the prefix Zong has such foundation and means.

He was stunned for a moment, holding a sword in one hand and scratching his head with the other. Probably because he didn't want to scare an innocent little girl, he explained: "It's a joke, don't take it seriously. We scholars like to make puns."

It’s okay not to say it. Anyway, the girl was already scared to death.

this explanation.

The pale girl began to wrinkle her little face little by little. She had just wiped away the tears secretly, and struggled to keep herself from showing her cowardly side in front of this evil man. Otherwise, according to her past temperament , I was so wronged that my eyeballs fell down.

Dilemma.

But he didn't want to say anything more.

Xiao Qi was not good at dealing with women, but that bastard Cui Zhang was a little better. He always felt that women's thoughts were more difficult to understand than his husband's knowledge. In short, it was more difficult than studying.

As for whether the knowledge on the left and right is great or high.

Compared with Qi Jingchun's orthodoxy and Cui Han's crooked mind, it is indeed much worse.

He didn't like reading since he was a child. He was forced to study by the old scholar, so he naturally has some knowledge. Ordinary academy sages and gentlemen are not qualified to discuss things with the left and right.

You need to know when practicing swordsmanship, where does sword energy come from?

It first came from books, from countless stone carvings on cliffs, and from countless rubbings of inscriptions.

In order for his sword practice to go smoothly, Xiao Qi accompanied him through countless mountains and rivers.

He sighed softly and looked in the direction of the Middle Earth Divine Continent.

He looked away and found that beside the girl stood a young man with innate sword embryo qualifications. His eyes were sharp and stubborn, and he was looking at him blankly. Even if his eyes were burned by his own sword energy, he still refused to turn his head.

He glanced left and right somewhere in the Patriarch Mountain and said, "Du Mao, I know what you want to do. You might as well give it a try. I'll wait for you."

After that, he casually slashed out a sword, splitting the large barrier behind him into a gate again, turned around and walked out.

He was hovering in the air on the border of the Tongye Sect, closing his eyes and concentrating. When the sun rose in the east, he began to use the purest sword energy and sword intent to smash certain solidified landscapes and destiny, such as a certain mountain. , a section of river, a certain towering tree that is expected to become a spirit, a certain pavilion that suppresses the evil spirit, a overwhelming thing buried underground.

A small amount of spiritual energy dispersed and leaked out, but generally it seemed that the damage was not much.

In fact, the consequences are extremely serious.

The luck of mountains and rivers is about hiding wind and gathering water. Where to hide it and where to gather it all matter. Who dares to pocket this extremely chaotic Qi? Good fortune and misfortune are uncertain.

This sword cultivator blocked the door of the house, like an old farmer digging the ground, and began to dig up the foundation of Tongye Sect.

Because it is on the border, it is inevitable that bursts of spiritual energy and fat water will flow into the fields of outsiders. At first, Tongye Sect did not dare anyone to come forward to collect the spiritual energy and return it to the sect.

Later, the Tongye Sect felt really sorry for those auras and sent an old monk at the Golden Core Realm to die generously and take a magic weapon to capture the auras.

Unexpectedly, the sword cultivator didn't even look at the "little golden elixir", but it just landed on the surface of a big river. The tiny spiritual energy bred by the river water under his feet collapsed in an instant.

Another golden elixir monk braved the mountain and followed the sword cultivator dozens of miles away. He carefully gathered the scattered spiritual energy and put it back into the river as much as possible to help sort out and stabilize the water transport veins.

Ten days later, the sword cultivators and the anxious Earth Immortal cultivators in Tongye zhou were still at peace with each other, each doing their own thing.

Another ten days later, the sect relaxed the ban, and some monks of the middle and fifth realms under the golden elixir began to sneak up near the sword cultivator, ranging from thirty to fifty miles away, with different and extremely complicated moods.

After another ten days, many young monks from the Lower Five Realms began to come to join in the fun and "pay their respects" to this person.

As for the sword cultivator named "Left and Left", except for occasionally looking at the top of the Patriarch Mountain, he never paid attention to the Tongye Sect monks.

After the big cold, the New Year is not far away.

There is a saying in the market at the foot of the mountain: the new year is sad and the new year is passing.

The disciples of Tongye Sect, who had been showing off their power in a continent for countless years, realized that their own sect would also face difficulties.

Then one day, Tongye Sect deliberately set up an ambush, using two Jade Pure Realm monks and nearly ten Earth Immortals.

Use swords from left and right to break it.

Then he changed his route and went to the vicinity of Zushi Mountain again. He split a forbidden mountain peak that was supposed to be presented to a future Jade Purity monk as a fairy mansion from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain with a sword, creating a huge canyon. .

Go away gracefully.

After that, they continued to block people's entrances and poach people.

There is no airtight wall in the world when there is such a huge commotion. Tongyezhou Sect Zitou Shanmen and Nascent Soul Earth Immortal have long known about it, but the academy did not come forward to stop it, so no one dared to get into trouble and watch the show.

Except for one person.

Jiang Shangzhen, a Jade Pure Realm monk from the Jade Gui Sect, is the head of the Jiang family whose birth object is a willow leaf.

This person first bowed and apologized to the right and left Zhenger, then looked at him with a straight face for a long time, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

When I came to the north and when I returned to the south, I traveled twice in the wind. I was deliberately very slow and swaggering, and my sleeves flew up.

As a result, he was almost split in half by a sword from the left and right.

But when he was running away in embarrassment, Jiang Shangzhen was still laughing happily.

One day, a girl stood timidly in the distance and asked in a trembling voice: "Why do you want to destroy my master's luck for no reason?"

Zuo Zuo is now well acquainted with Tongye Sect. Some of the disciples of Tongye Sect thought he could not hear the whispers clearly, so Zuo Zuo thought about it and replied: "How can such a prodigal son be Zhongxing?" I think he is the ancestor of the family, so you shouldn’t have given birth to Du Mao in the first place.”

The pretty girl's face was full of shame and anger.

The young man who accompanied the girl here is also the hope of Tongye Sect's prosperity in the next thousand years. Compared with his soft and soft peers, the young man has a sharper temper. He carries a long sword personally given by the ancestor Du Mao. With eyes full of hatred, "Sooner or later, you will die by my sword!"

Zuo Zuo smiled and said, "In that case, I will do as the Romans do."

The head of the Tongye Sect, who had not fully recovered from his injuries, a purple-robed swordsman descended from the sky, stopped in front of the young girl, and protected them behind him. He actually apologized to the left and right: "Tong Yanwuji, please don't take it to heart." superior."

Sitting cross-legged on the left and right outside the cliff of a mountain peak, he said: "I heard that your Tongye Sect has always liked to throw flying swords at magic weapons when they disagree. If you can't beat them, you will sign up for your own number. Then you will go back to the top of the mountain and complain a few times to your elders. Finally, He went down the mountain to kill people. Is it like this?"

The purple-robed swordsman smiled bitterly and was speechless.

Zuo Zuo smiled and said, "Are you saying in your heart, 'So what?'"

The purple-robed sword cultivator's expression changed drastically, he slapped the young man hard on the face, and said angrily: "Kneel down and kowtow, admit your mistake to the sword immortal! Kowtow until the sword immortal is satisfied!"

Blood oozed from the corner of the young man's mouth, "I won't kowtow even to death!"

He smiled and said: "For these innate sword embryos with eyes higher than the top, I really have no interest in teaching them to be reasonable. It is the fault of a son not to teach his father, and it is the laziness of a teacher to not teach strictly. You, the elder, will take another blow from my sword. alright."

The purple-robed swordsman was pierced through the abdomen with a sword, and once again crashed through the mountain behind him, falling to the ground miserably.

As for whether he deliberately suppressed his realm and let the swords on the left and right quell his anger, only the two of them knew.

Looking left and right at the young man, "Stop saying harsh words? Maybe Du Mao will come out to protect you."

The young man's face turned pale.

The left and right said: "If you don't say that you will die, if you say harsh words, someone might help you block the sword. How do you choose at this time?"

Young men carrying swords fight with each other.

The girl suddenly stood in front of the boy, heartbroken, and cried: "Stop forcing him, his sword heart will be broken! You are so powerful, why do you want to be the same as him?!"

He smiled and said, "Ask your son."

The girl cried until her vision blurred.

I just thought how could there be such unreasonable people in the world!

He stood up and said, "Before, I didn't want to kowtow because I wanted to show off to some sect elders for the sake of face. I wanted to make a good impression. Now I don't even dare to say it even to death. It's because I really cherish my life. You Plant an innate sword embryo."

Looking left and right to the north, he laughed at himself: "Why did I start to realize how good my junior brother is when I returned to this world?"

After getting the sword by chance, Xiao Qi once said with a smile that he accidentally got the three-foot sword and cut down a whale across the sea. It was sheathed and hung on the wall, and it still had a clanking sound.

Later, I left the Middle-earth Divine Continent, stayed away from the human world, and traveled on the sea, and I never read anymore.

He said to the girl: "I will not mention Du Mao, nor the relationship between you and Du Mao. I will only say that this visit has indeed made you a joke. It was my fault first. You can make a reasonable request." .”

The girl wiped away her tears and said doubtfully, "Is it true?"

He nodded and said: "You only have one chance, it must be reasonable."

The girl mustered up her courage, "Then please let him go and stop suppressing his sword heart."

He nodded his head left and right, "Okay."

Sure enough, he deliberately put away the sword energy that naturally flowed out.

In fact, the girl didn't know that it wasn't the Kenshin who was targeting the young genius, but that this person's Kenshin wasn't refined enough.

Otherwise, having a sword cultivator standing next to you is a big blessing, and it can be said to be "entering the room of Zhilan".

The girl burst into tears and smiled, but she probably felt that smiling with this big enemy was tantamount to a despicable act of betraying the teacher, so she quickly put on a straight face.

He turned left and right and prepared to continue to attack the Tongye Sect and release his energy. He turned his head and said, "Du Mao is really a prodigal son. You will know it soon."

The girl was confused.

The young man behind him was trembling, his figure was unstable, and his sword was even more unstable.

Sweeping away from left and right, the sword energy was like a rainbow.

On the other side of the Patriarch Mountain, the strange phenomenon of the Wutong Small Cave is becoming more and more obvious.

Want to ascend?

Then you have to ask my sword whether I agree or not.

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A cross-continental ferry from Beiju Luzhou has arrived at the top of the territory of East Aquarius Continent.

The speed was extremely fast, and countless fairy money was consumed. The passengers were naturally happy to see the success, and who wouldn't be happy to reach the destination earlier?

I heard that a wealthy old Yuanying spent a lot of money to make this ferry do what it did.

A short, muscular man lived in the cheapest low-rise house and lived in seclusion.

He should be a pure martial artist, but I can't tell what state he is in.

In fact, even if you don't see it, it can scare the smarter Qi practitioners.

In the legendary tenth realm of martial arts, there are three levels of ultimate martial arts: strong energy, return to true nature, and spiritual arrival.

After Li Er left the top of Lion Peak, his momentum continued to rise, and he inexplicably entered the realm of returning to his true nature.

Li Er thinks it's pretty good.

To demolish the ancestral hall, you have to be hard-fisted!

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There is an undercurrent surging in Old Dragon City.

The Fan family has always stood still. Of course, in the eyes of most people in the Fan family ancestral hall, this is called waiting to die.

The Sun family also made little movement. Although they chose to rely on the Fu family early on, they did not rush to submit any petition.

Chenchen Pharmacy is still such a lively little place where no one disturbs it.

Chen Ping'an was sitting at the counter. On the table, there was the smallest dragon-slaying platform, which was in the shape of a ruler.

On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, they were "sharpening their swords". The two quickly passed over the dragon-slaying platform, sparks flying everywhere.

Jumping for joy.

Chen Pingan is settling accounts with himself.

The golden jade pendant with the inscription "I am good at cultivating Haoran Qi" can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own. It is a small cave that can be hung around the waist.

It's a pity that it can't be worn now, because it conflicts with the formation of Chenchen Pharmacy and the evil spirit of Zhao's Yin Shen itself.

You can take it out when you get to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters full of spiritual energy.

Pei Qian liked it very much. He couldn't put it down at the counter earlier and touched it for a long time, but he was too embarrassed to borrow it from Chen Pingan to play with.

Unable to solve the urgent need, Chen Pingan could only hide the jade pendant temporarily.

But what is most concerning and distressing at the moment is the Yang God body of the Ascension Realm great monk. This is the true immortal remnant!

This is what the young Cui Zhang, or Cui Dongshan, looks like now.

But there is a lot of knowledge in how to use this body. One mistake and you will lose all your money. If you use it well, you will make a lot of profits.

It is more difficult than refining natal objects.

First, you have to "open the door". Immortal relics, a veritable invincible golden body, and the natal flying sword of a sword cultivator in the middle five realms may not be able to pierce anything with a full blow.

Secondly, like Cui Dongshan, the dove takes over the magpie's nest, which means that the soul "entering the door" must be complete and strong enough, and be a naturally determined person.

Otherwise, in the end, it might be Du Mao's resurgence. Once he is given the opportunity to return to Tongye Sect, Yang Shen will return to his throne. The consequences could be disastrous.

Third, how to warm and nourish. If the immortal relic is left alone, it will be fine for thousands of years, but once it has a new owner, it will cost money.

Fourth, how does the new "Du Mao" grow and how to choose the path of spiritual practice. Otherwise it would be a waste of resources.

There is a saying that secular dynasties praise officials, which is called the prime minister's qualifications. However, there is still a long way to go before he can truly become an official who is the chief minister of a dynasty, and it even depends on luck.

Chen Ping'an asked Zhao Yinshen in detail about this matter, but the latter was vague because it involved a lot of inside information and he did not dare to say anything more.

I owe the Fan family, or rather Fan Junmao, fifty grain rain coins.

There are only a few gold and copper coins left in his bag.

Spending money like water and not being able to make ends meet describes Chen Ping'an's current embarrassing situation.

Pei Qian's ideas were always wild and unconstrained, and he said that time was like a flying sword, passing by in a flash. You can't even see the tail.

Chen Pingan felt that the money in his pocket was moving faster than a flying sword.

He sighed and put away the jade tablet. However, the medicine shop was destined to have no customers, so he let the first and fifteenth students continue to sharpen their swords.

On this trip, I took the first and fifteenth grade of junior high school to fight one after another. The edge of the sword has been blunted a lot. According to Zhao's Yin Shen, if the consumption continues like this, once there is a gap in the flying sword, it will be a big deal. .

However, if you "eat" the Dragon Slaying Platform in this way, you can repair it.

Such a small piece of dragon-slaying platform is the most coveted by sword cultivators in the world, and it can be sold for a lot of Guyu money.

Almost all ordinary sword cultivators are paupers, and it’s not without reason.

Even A Liang, when he was traveling in the arena of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, he still owed a lot of debt before going to the Upside Down Mountain. Although it was not all used to raise the sword, it was mainly because every time he made a move, he had to pay for it afterwards. The poor sect spent most of its time repairing the mountain. But it is the most difficult thing for sword cultivators to save money, which is already an unwritten rule. The reason is both simple and not simple. The simple thing is that swords are the only thing that costs money. There is no need to be distracted and greedy for other magic weapons. What is not simple is that this one thing is already more difficult to maintain than other Qi practitioners. If the spirit warrior really has no money at hand, he can at least sell some of his property for money, tear down the east wall to repair the west wall, and improve the rank of a certain magical weapon that is suitable for current practice. What does the sword cultivator sell? My own flying sword?

Although Pei Qian couldn't bear the pain of pulling out muscles and bones and opening joints, she still hoped that she could practice martial arts. As long as it was pain-free, she was willing.

For example, today I was asking Xiaobai for martial arts advice. Old Wei didn't like talking about this and was so annoyed by her that he ran to the house and fell asleep with his quilt rolled up. Pei Qian was so angry that he poked the quilt with his hiking stick. No matter what, the snoring was like thunder.

Pei Qian had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and seek advice from Lu Baixiang, who had the second best relationship.

Lu Baixiang walked to the yard, thought for a while, and began to imitate Chen Ping'an's six-step walking pile, which had a unique charm and was very freehand.

As he walked, he turned around and smiled at Pei Qian: "Teach boxing, not footwork, but teach footwork to hit the master. This is an excellent foundation of boxing theory. Among the four of us, Zhu Lian is the one who is the most open-minded and open-minded when it comes to airs. The densest one is the most consistent with the statement that it can be retracted and released freely."

After walking six steps, a punch was gently delivered with a bang. Lu Baixiang continued: "You can only be half asleep and half awake by pushing hard from all sides. If there is any movement, the hair will vibrate like a halberd fist."

Lu Baixiang whipped his leg and floated to the ground, "The human spine is like the dragon veins of heaven and earth, so there is a saying in martial arts that there is a school dragon. It is not profound, but it is extremely crucial. The spine runs through each section, like a dragon shaking its body. In an instant, When exerting force, a breath of pure Qi suddenly flows through the meridians of the Qi Mansion for hundreds of miles, or even thousands of miles away, stimulating the blood of the skin, flesh, muscles, bones and blood all over the body, and every move is naturally powerful and heavy."

Zhu Lian was sitting on the bench under the eaves, reading a novel about talented people and beauties that described fat, thin, oily but not greasy. After hearing Lu Baixiang's words of praise for him, he smiled happily.

Lu Baixiang was very patient and asked with a smile: "Can you understand roughly? If you don't understand, I can break it down and explain it to you in detail."

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "I understand everything, but I don't want to learn to walk."

Lu Baixiang smiled and said: "If you don't learn to walk first, how will you run or fly in the future?"

Pei Qian glanced at the narrow sword Zingxue on Lu Baixiang's waist, "But I just want to learn the most powerful swordsmanship. If it doesn't work, I can also use swordsmanship."

Lu Baixiang turned to look at Chen Pingan, who was already sitting quietly on the bench, and said helplessly: "I have no choice."

When Pei Qian saw Chen Ping'an, he immediately changed his tone like a mouse seeing a cat and said: "Then learn to walk first!"

Zhu Lian clicked his tongue and said: "The iron bones are strong and the grass on the wall is strong. When the wind blows, the rudder will lose money."

Pei Qian held a hiking stick and said angrily: "Don't think that because the food you cook is delicious, you are great! If you have the ability, come out and fight!"

Zhu Lian uttered an ouch, closed the book, and stood up with his body bent, "I don't believe in evil anymore. I have to compete with you today, otherwise you wouldn't know that I am the best cook among the cooks in Chenchen Pharmacy." "

Pei Qian was not afraid at all, "Okay, let's start copying books!"

Zhu Lian sat back on the small bench and continued reading.

Chen Ping'an ignored the quarreling.

In these matters, Chen Pingan never restrained Pei Qian.

Chen Pingan stood up with a smile, feeling a rare sense of leisure, and stepped into the center of the courtyard with a light step.

His face is still not very good, but Chen Ping'an's energy is not bad at this moment.

His feet were walking slowly with six steps, but his hands were in the form of a god beating a drum.

The walking stance has nothing to do with one's state of cultivation.

If we talk about the feeling of fist intention, it can only be described as natural.

Pei Qian only felt the same sleight of hand. After Chen Pingan became serious, he felt comfortable even just watching it.

Zhu Lian raised his head and said with a smile full of amazement: "It means a bit heavy."

Lu Baixiang nodded and said, "I'm far inferior."

After Chen Pingan closed his fist and stood still, he looked around and said with a smile: "Sui, on the right, Wei Xian, it's your turn."

Sui, who was standing silently by the window, turned around and sat back at the table.

Wei Xian's muffled voice echoed outside the room, "Extremely domineering."

Pei Qian squatted on the ground holding his belly and laughing wildly. These guys have the nerve to call me a wallflower?

Zheng Dafeng actually walked to the door of the main room, supported the door frame, looked up at the sun, and squinted his eyes, "I'm finally alive. If I lie down anymore, I'll get moldy."

Pei Qian said in surprise: "Zheng Dafeng, are you able to walk on the ground? Don't be so stubborn that you fall into a trap and then go back to lie down for ten days and a half."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "My little aunt, please remember me a little!"

Pei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "Good intentions are nothing more than a donkey's liver and lungs."

After Chen Ping'an nodded to Zheng Dafeng, he sat back on the bench. Pei Qian took some melon seeds in a very stupid way. One big and one small sat on the bench. She opened her small palms full of melon seeds and kept them on the Chen Peace in front of you.

Zheng Dafeng walked very slowly and took small steps. He was walking under the eaves of the main house. He was definitely not forcing himself to get up out of bed.

It's just that this man has his back crossed all the time.

Everyone seemed not to have seen this scene, and everyone was doing their own thing. Lu Baixiang took the chess box and went to Sui Youyou to play chess. Zhu Lian turned over the book while Wei Xian slept. Pei Qian accompanied Chen Pingan to eat melon seeds.

The small drug store has a somewhat new year feel.

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One day at noon, a customer other than the second brother Fan Junmao and Fan came to Chenchen Pharmacy.

Real guests.

He was an old man with a foreign accent. He bought a lot of medicinal materials at the drug store, but he complained that the price was a bit expensive.

Zhao's Yin Shen could only secretly signal to Chen Ping'an with his heart. He could only see that this person was a very condensed Dragon Gate Realm practitioner.

Chen Ping'an was in a peaceful mood. He had even fought against Du Mao, who was in the Ascension Realm. He had seen strong winds and waves, so he still had some determination.

Sword Spirit relayed the words of Master Wen Sheng, which made Chen Pingan think about something again.

The truth of the world has always been there. Some people pick it up, hold it up as a guide, and regard it as a treasure. Some people disdain it, and some people even step on it a few times.

This is not wrong or bad.

But there is something wrong with people's hearts.

Sword Spirit Qi Qi said a few words to the ancient Confucian scholar who sat in the northern sky of Tongye Continent, saying that the end was not too good. According to the old scholar, he might lose the qualification to eat cold pig head meat.

After Chen Pingan thought about it, he couldn't help but sigh at the complexity of the battle between the avenues.

Even the Literary Sage had to admit that the Confucian Temple, which worships "virtuous people" who "do well in moral articles and is full of knowledge", also made such an "irrational and rude" behavior?

But having said that, this one of the seventy-two sages of the Confucian Temple, didn’t his principles and knowledge have any educational contribution to the vast world?

Of course there will be, and it will certainly not be small.

So does it mean that because he targeted Chen Ping'an this time for the so-called "great cause and cultural fortune for thousands of years", he must have taken the wrong path on his path? Not going high enough or far enough?

Neither.

In these days, Chen Pingan thinks about these "big principles" that he didn't pay much attention to before. Anyway, he is idle.

At this time, in the medicine shop, the old foreigner was a talkative man. While selecting medicinal materials, he chatted with Chen Pingan, the "shopkeeper".

When paying the bill, the old man dressed as a rich man smiled and said: "Little shopkeeper, are you willing to listen to my advice from someone who has been here before?"

Zhao's Yin Shen, who was hiding in the darkness, felt nervous.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Old sir, just talk."

The old man looked around and said solemnly: "The aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, right or wrong. If you want the business to do well, you must have young, pretty and sweet-tongued girls to help!"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Forget it, business will be quieter, just deal with it and get by."

The old man smiled and said: "It's not good to be so old-fashioned at such a young age."

Chen Pingan smiled and stopped talking.

The old man sighed: "I am a foreigner, and I can tell by the accent. However, I have heard about such a big thing in Laolongcheng. I just came to the shop. There is nothing to hide. You are not stupid. I’m not stupid, anyone who dares to come here to get into trouble now is not born and raised in Old Dragon City, and it’s just me who is... an expert from this world, right?”

Chen Ping'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "The old man is an open-minded person."

The old man pointed in the direction of the corner of the street, "I'm staying in a small inn not far from here. Don't worry, I'm not a person with ulterior motives..."

He suddenly revealed his cultivation in the Golden Core Realm and asked with a smile: "Can you sell me cheaper for the sake of being a Golden Core Immortal?"

The Zhao family's ghost in the alley is once again facing a powerful enemy.

It is really a relationship where the wind and the cranes and the grass and trees are all at war.

It has nothing to do with golden elixir or Yuanying.

As a result, when the old man came, Zhao's Yin Shen wanted to curse him.

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "This is not okay. There is no respect for people in business. If the old gentleman wants to chat to relieve his boredom, both the pharmacy and I welcome him."

The old man carried large and small bags of medicinal materials, glanced at Chen Pingan, and sighed: "You are not a handsome woman, so you have nothing to talk about."

Sui Zuozuo stood behind the bamboo curtain. When the old man released the aura of the Golden Core Realm, although it was only for a moment, Sui Zuozuo rushed over quickly, but when she saw Chen Ping'an "bargaining" with others, she became a little annoyed.

After seeing Sui's vague appearance on the right, the old man immediately turned to Chen Ping'an and said in a deep voice: "I am actually a medicine dealer. I will come to the medicine shop every day from now on. Remember to open the door early and close the door late!"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded in agreement.

When the old man left the drug store, he walked a little erratically. He was so happy?

Sui Zuoyi had returned, and Wei Xian and Zhu Lian had also left. Only Lu Baixiang came to the counter and asked curiously: "Is it just the golden elixir realm?"

After Zhao's Yin God appeared, "Unless you are in the immortal realm, you are really in the golden elixir realm."

Lu Baixiang smiled bitterly and said: "How many immortal realms can there be in such a big Tongye Continent?"

In the afternoon, the old man came again and bought a bunch of medicinal materials, making Chenchen Pharmacy earn more than twenty taels of silver.

When leaving, the old man was still looking behind the bamboo curtain.

At the dinner table, Chen Ping'an closed the coffin and concluded: "This old gentleman will definitely be able to chat with Zheng Dafeng and Zhu Lian."

Zhu Lian geared up and said, "Sir, if that person comes back tomorrow, I'll find out. I can't be more sure if he's someone of the same kind. You can tell by just chatting with me. "

Chen Pingan reminded: "Remember to control the heat and don't cause trouble."

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "If I know this, I will keep it in mind."

Early the next morning, the old man walked into the alley. Seeing that the drug store was not open, he squatted outside.

Although Chen Pingan had already opened his eyes, he still opened the door on time to welcome guests.

While Chen Pingan was accompanying the old man to select medicinal materials, Zhu Lian came here quietly, thought about it for a moment, and said inexplicably: "A beautiful woman on the street, from a wealthy family."

The old man's eyes lit up and he said calmly: "There is a girl in the embroidery building. It is difficult to recite the Tao of Shu."

Their eyes met.

That’s absolutely right, they are the same people!

It's like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

After that, there was nothing more to do about Chen Pingan. The two old men whispered seriously. In the end, Chenchen Pharmacy made a full eighty taels of silver this time.

Chen Ping'an didn't dare to eavesdrop. After all, it was a taboo matter. He asked doubtfully: "What are you talking about? We are so close to each other."

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book. I discussed the knowledge in the book with this old senior."

When Zhu Lian walked towards the bamboo curtain, he fisted his hands and said, "Sure enough, there is someone outside. The old man has worked hard!"

Chen Pingan shook his head.

Come on, we are really like-minded.

Coupled with Zheng Dafeng who started to get out of bed and walk, he probably won't stop.

Two days ago, Zheng Dafeng almost received a blow from Sui's right side.

The reason is that Fan Er, a good apprentice, didn't know who to look for to help his husband draw a lifelike portrait. After he succeeded, Zheng Dafeng hung it on the wall of his house, and he wished he could burn incense every day.

Then Pei Qian snitched.

Sui Zuoyi rushed to take a look, and it was really her portrait!

Smiling very charmingly? Dressing pretty cool?

If Chen Ping'an hadn't stopped Sui Youyou this time, Zheng Dafeng would have received a severe blow from his sword.

In the end, it was Chen Ping'an who ignored Zheng Dafeng's pleading, took off the portrait, and sent it to Sui Youyou for revenge, which finally put an end to the scandal that made people laugh and cry. However, the relationship between Sui Youyou and Zheng Dafeng was finally settled.

Chen Ping'an, the troublemaker, didn't end well. Sui Youyou actually didn't chop the painter to pieces. He sneered and said, why don't you, Chen Ping'an, keep it? It's all the same stuff anyway.

After thinking about it, Chen Ping'an used the sequence theory of Mr. Literary Saint and asked Pei Qian by the ear to copy a book of 1,500 words.

Fan Er was a bit clever. After delivering the scrolls, he would not come to the door at all, otherwise Chen Ping'an would teach him what the real king's eight boxing is.

The year is over.

Have to buy some new year goods.

Fan Junmao came over and said that the Fan family and the Fu family had been in contact privately, and it was the latter who took the initiative to come to her, and Fu Qi found her personally. Fu Qi personally promised that he would pay a huge amount of compensation to Chen Chen Pharmacy.

Pei Qian, Wei Xian, and the three people on Sui's right went to buy new year's goods together.

It was the right side of Sui that Pei Qian begged for.

Then the old man who came to the alley outside the drug store every day to sit and chat with Zhu Lian was sitting on the corner today. He was a worldly expert, observing his nose and heart with his eyes.

Zhu Lian has been reading more and more diligently these days, and most of them are brand-new books with fine prints, which were given to him by the old man. He reads them at night almost every day.

On the night when Pei Qian and the others returned home with a full load, Chen Pingan closed the medicine shop, sat on a bench, and drank the small medicinal wine in the sword-raising gourd.

Pei Qian went to bed early after having fun outside all day. Of course, he didn't dare not copy books.

Lu Baixiang came and sat next to him.

He talked about some interesting things about this world-famous mountain.

Lu Baixiang found it very interesting, saying that the rivers and lakes in Ouhua Blessed Land should really learn from the actions of the sect mountain here.

For example, the monks' vendetta here is very straightforward, and there are a few unwritten rules on the mountain that are widely circulated.

First, deal with enemies that have no possibility of reconciliation and eradicate them by their roots. Secondly, for those young disciples who are not high in cultivation but are surprisingly lucky, don’t give away their heads or magic weapons to others. Once they surround and kill this person, they usually form a team, with a disciple of the same cultivation level or in the same realm to To hone the road, once you catch an opponent and kill them in a fight, you may be able to absorb the energy in the dark. A short-term guardian is at least one to two realms stronger than the person he killed. A monk with the highest cultivation level secretly deals with various emergencies. Third, if you still suffer a big loss, at the moment when the life or death of the sect is involved, you can no longer talk about face. You should give money, give money, and give magic weapons. Fourth, no matter how powerful Yamazawa Yexiu is, it doesn't matter if he is provoked. These people who have no backers are walking treasures. Once they dare to cause trouble, they will be killed without mercy.

At the end of Lu Baixiang's words, he said with sincerity: "It's really a world of difference. Furthermore, the way we recruit disciples here is so particular. There is no comparison with Lotus Flower Blessed Land."

Then he turned around and smiled: "For example, how you treat Pei Qian."

Chen Ping'an hummed, "It's difficult to accept a disciple. You don't just teach them whatever you have. Pei Qian, I was unwilling to teach at first, but then I got an idea and didn't dare to teach. Now, I don't know how to teach." "

Chen Ping'an looked up at the night, "Zhu Lian joked that Pei Qian was a strong-willed grassroots. In fact, I think it's okay. Children, teenagers, and adults. I think there are probably three stages. The grass is weak, but the roots are strong. It must be firmly rooted. If the wind blows a little, the grass will move. In fact, this is nothing, the green grass will cling to it and sway back and forth. The next step will be like green bamboo in the mountains and fields. Some people are disgusted and threaten to cut down thousands of evil bamboo poles, but they There are scholars who like bamboo very much. There is even a Bamboo Sea Cave in this world, and there is a Green God Mountain, which is very famous. After that, the green pines are straight and straight."

"There used to be a very powerful swordsman who walked with me. Looking back now, he looked at me in the same way that I looked at Pei Qian. They were all asking questions. It was a silent test. .”

"I had just started practicing boxing at that time. Couldn't he teach me superb swordsmanship? Couldn't he give me a sip of medicinal wine soaked in demon pills? Couldn't he teach me the best way to temper my body? Couldn't he give me magic weapons all at once? Utensils? It’s all fine. He can do it casually without blinking an eye.”

"But he didn't have either."

"why?"

"I never thought about it before, but then I thought about it. I didn't really understand it until I had Pei Qian with me, and I finally understood it."

Master Literary Saint, said that the world we live in is always so complicated. As we walk, we are overgrown with weeds and abandoned temples. As I walked, the willows and peach blossoms bloomed. As we walked, the mountains and rivers were desolate and the night was deep. As we walked, the beautiful buildings and jade buildings shone brightly. "

Chen Ping'an took the last sip of medicinal wine tonight, and his face turned red instantly. The wine was so strong.

Chen Pingan rarely talks about these things with outsiders, but today is an exception.

Because of Lu Baixiang, Chen Pingan felt that he was also a member of the same path. He couldn't explain it clearly, it was just a feeling, just like old man Yao and the saint Ruan Qiong, who were unwilling to accept Chen Pingan as his disciple. It was almost the same.

Chen Ping'an didn't care about his sword gourd, rubbed his face with both hands, and then took a breath, with a white mist, and said softly: "I always look at the world, both good and bad, and I want to see it clearly, more clearly. . Try to see the good in some people and things that are not so big right and wrong. It’s not that others don’t like me, Chen Pingan, or don’t think highly of me. Chen Pingan, or even have a dispute. He must be wrong. In your Ouhua In Blessed Land, there was a martial arts master named Liu Zong, the knife sharpener. He said something very interesting, "The road under our feet is so wide, we all go our own way, there is nothing wrong with it." I think there is really nothing wrong with this sentence. It's just that , as a human being, how can there be no good people and bad people? Apart from the big right and wrong, it will be a little blurry. They say that human life is at stake, so this is a big right and wrong. For example, the Ascension Realm great monk, Du Mao, must have done many bad things in his life. He has done some good deeds, maybe even in Tongye Sect, he is a well-deserved ancestor of the ZTE, and countless disciples are willing to do the feats for him that they think they will sacrifice their lives for righteousness."

Lu Baixiang put his hands gently on his knees and said with a smile: "Do you think everyone is willing to be like you and make trouble for yourself? You go around in your mind all day long, struggling with right and wrong, why bother? Many people practice martial arts, learn swordsmanship, and become gods. Many people just do it for their own pleasure. They act chivalrously and kill strangers and whole families for the sake of friendship, and they are regarded as heroic actions by the world. How can they count? For the sake of their father, He robbed a prison car and killed officers and soldiers, killed them all in one go, and finally became a high official, leaving his name in history, which is regarded as an act of great filial piety. How does one calculate a heroic temperament? If one person betrays me, I will betray everyone in the world. What kind of person is this? Many people do it, and some people just can’t do it, but they still think so.”

Lu Baixiang patted his knees gently with both hands, "On the road of life, some people see a flower in the desolation. When they see it, they feel hope. Some people can't see others being good or right, so they can only see shit everywhere. , I ate a mouthful of shit and thought it tasted pretty good, and I couldn’t help but see others not eating shit. After all... you can still be full if you eat shit.”

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but asked in a disgraceful manner: "How do you know?"

Chen Ping'an quickly said: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask."

Lu Baixiang gave an answer that Chen Pingan couldn't even think of, "I have eaten it."

Chen Pingan was silent.

Lu Baixiang looked calm and said with a smile: "Wei Xian and I have similar backgrounds. In fact, we are a little worse than him. We were orphans very early. The place in my hometown is not simple. When I was fourteen years old, I was raped by the evil boy in the village. He was thrown into the manure pit, and two people were left standing guard. As soon as his head showed up, he would be beaten back with bamboo poles. I had no choice but to eat until I was full. After that, I sharpened a sharp knife."

Chen Pingan asked: "Did you stab them all to death?"

Lu Baixiang shook his head and said: "No, I calculated the right time and caught the first one. He was drunk. After stabbing him in the stomach, his legs and feet became weak. Afterwards, he was thrown into the county jail. What happened after that? , I couldn't stay in my hometown, so I went to explore the world. I said it was in the world, but in fact I just made a living. Suddenly one day, I started to have a lot of adventures. I took some elixir that is only available for a thousand years, got this magical secret book, and met many confidantes. .Probably because of low self-esteem and obsession, I just want to become like a child of a noble family and a scholar. I like the word 'romantic' the most, but I am quite smart, I can learn everything quickly, and I can draw inferences about other cases, and what I do. , all want to compete for the first place, the only good thing is that they can’t compete, but it doesn’t matter, it’s okay to let it go.”

Chen Pingan sighed and said: "I know that Zhu Lian was born into a wealthy family. The real family of Zhongming Dingshi was slightly worse in the Sui Dynasty, but it was also a first-class general family. By chance, it became the blessed land of Lotus Roots. The direct disciple of the largest sect. It’s hard to imagine that you are the founder of the demon sect in Ouhua Blessed Land.”

Lu Baixiang smiled knowingly and said: "Jianghu, in those days when I was proud of the princes, people in the martial arts world, no matter they were righteous or underworld, all liked to choose nicer names. I don't think there is anything strange about this. If you want to choose it, just choose it." Only when you become famous as a demon sect and then do more decent things than a righteous sect can you be considered powerful. By the way, you don’t need to tell Chen Ping’an, I already know what kind of virtue the demon sect will be in the future. If you read too many history books, you will find that history is It goes around like this, in the court, in the rivers and lakes, it's the same, draw a circle. Occasionally a moral saint or a martial arts genius comes out, then go out a little bit, make the circle wider, and the people behind you continue to circle around."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Occasionally, I'll go around in circles, and there's no edge."

Lu Baixiang nodded and said: "That's the climate of troubled times. People are like chickens and dogs, and their lives are like grass."

The two were silent for a long time.

Lu Baixiang asked: "By the way, I'm curious, why are you obsessed with reading and reasoning?"

"self-abasement."

"What's the explanation?"

"Whatever you lack, you want."

"Um?"

"My parents can walk away and live alone. It's hard to get scolded and it's hard to be praised. I just hope to do everything right and not let my neighbors poke my spine. After scolding me, they will scold my parents again. Again. Even if I'm so poor that I can't even make a jingle, I'm afraid of being poor. So I like to listen to people's reasoning, and I also like money. I don't like to owe others money, but I don't like others to owe me money."

Lu Baixiang held it in for a long time before saying: "It's really...real."

While the two were chatting, Zhu Lian moved a stool and read a book under the eaves. As the number one person in Lotus Flower Land in the past, he still had some discernment.

On the right side of Sui was standing at the door with his hands behind his hands.

After hearing what Chen Pingan said about "owing money".

Sui Zuo snorted coldly and walked back to his room.

Zhu Lian chuckled and continued reading.

Lu Baixiang said goodbye and left. After getting up, he clasped his fists and said, "I have learned a lesson."

Chen Pingan waved his hand and said with a smile: "You can pull him down."

Something suddenly occurred to me.

Otherwise, a dead horse becomes a living horse doctor? Let's try it tomorrow and teach Pei Qian how to stop his sword energy at eighteen times?

But Chen Ping'an was hesitant.

After thinking about it carefully, let’s take another look.

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In that unknown little inn, the old man from a foreign country who claimed to be a worldly expert, after bathing and changing clothes, sat upright at the table.

Take out a lot of scrolls, there must be twenty-three.

There are also large and small bowls with different depths of water.

There are a lot of other messes.

They are all artifacts that carry the magical power of the "Flower in the Mirror, Water and Moon" of the Immortal Family on the mountain.

If Chen Ping'an had been present, he would have noticed that on that windy and snowy night, the boy in Tsing Yi carefully brought out the bowl of water, and then drooled while watching the fairy Su Jia's divine grace in wielding the sword.

Presumably if the boy in Tsing Yi met this old man, he would probably cry and call him his ancestor.

In fact, the boy in green's own nickname, Yujiang Xiaolangjun, was inspired by a certain senior who was nicknamed "Jade-faced Xiaolangjun" and was related to the unknown high-stakes man on the mountain who called himself "One-Chi Gun". The top two people in their "mountain" are definitely the kind of old-timers with high moral standards and high respect! The first time these two old men fought against each other was to argue over who was the number one fairy in Aquarius Continent, Su Jia of Zhengyang Mountain, or He Xiaoliang, who rarely appeared in public in Shen Gaozong. You say that Su Jia has enough immortality and popularity, but He Xiaoliang is very beautiful, but lacks a bit of human touch, which makes her not perfect. Yi Chiqiang retorted angrily, and then the two sides began to throw Xiaoshu money into the "white bowl of water" just to say something and refute each other.

After the small refinement, the snow money can also be thrown into various types of Jing Hua Shui Yue utensils, but the spiritual energy is not enough to transmit words.

Then it will become the aura of the mountains and rivers where the fairies are located. Don’t underestimate the amount of money spent on each piece of snow. A little adds up to a lot. There are really some small hills. Because the fairies are beautiful and good at winning over wealthy people, the aura of the mountains and rivers Big rise.

As for a small sum of money, it is enough to support the person who spends money to say a word or two.

Yi Chi Qiang and the jade-faced young man had a quarrel, and each spent seventy or eighty Xiaoshu coins! That means each of them has to take out seven or eight Grain Rain coins!

Become famous in one battle.

I don't know how many fairies from small sects hope that the two old gods will "come to my humble home" and spend a lot of money on them.

It's just that he doesn't talk much and just throws money silently. On the other hand, the handsome young man is very carefree. He likes to talk loudly after throwing money and likes the enthusiastic flattery of a fairy.

The old man looked at the table for a long time, and finally selected a scroll. After opening it, after waiting for a moment, mist from the mountains and rivers rose and filled the air. Soon, a elegantly decorated house appeared, and a young fairy walked out with a pipa in her arms. A maid with a stiff face followed silently behind him, and finally stood obediently in the corner.

After the fairy played a pipa song, no one's words echoed through the house.

This means that there are still no high-rollers who have spent a small sum of money, or they have spent it without saying anything, but the latter is extremely unlikely.

The fairy forced a smile and said some dry words. After all, she was not a brothel girl in the secular market, and she had just been asked by her master to do such a thing, but she was still restrained.

At this moment, someone suddenly asked with a smile: "Xiao Langjun, are you here?"

Almost instantly someone said coldly: "Not here."

The fairy was so surprised that she quickly stood up and cast a Wanfu towards the front, "Greetings to the two senior immortals, Xiao Feisheng and Wu Shijing."

This is the nickname of Yi Chi Qiang and Jade Face Young Master...

After calming down the excitement of catching two big fish, the fairy sat down and played a pipa with all her heart to reward the two big benefactors whose money was astonishing.

She caught a glimpse of the wooden maid from the corner of her eye. Her eyes were slightly cold, but she smiled and said, "Shi Qiu, why don't you quickly say thank you to the two old gods?"

The maid then gave him a blessing.

After the fairy finished playing a song, the old man of the inn threw in a small summer coin and asked: "Little Master, I will come back to see you when I arrive at Old Dragon City. Let us have a few drinks together."

Xiao Langjun's reply was quite concise and to the point: "Get out."

The old man lost his summer money again, "Why are you like this? I'm here to visit you, so you don't have to move, and it won't take up a few days of your time."

Xiao Langjun: "No time."

The old man was anxious, "No, there's always time for a meal, right?"

Xiao Langjun, "No."

The old man in the inn said angrily: "Martial Arts Realm! You are a Qi practitioner, do you really think you are a master of the 10th martial arts realm?"

Xiao Langjun: "Why don't you call me Xiao Feisheng? Why don't you go up to the sky to poop and pee? If you have this ability, I will definitely open my mouth wide on the top of the mountain and continue."

The old man in the inn began to change his strategy: "Little Master, you are such a heroic man, but you can't bear to let me travel thousands of miles in vain?"

The young man was silent for a moment, and the old man waited nervously for the answer. Finally, the young man said calmly: "Then come here."

The old man of the inn no longer cared about embarrassing himself in front of the fairy, and said happily: "Thank you, thank you. That's what we have agreed upon. When we get back to the gate of your gang, I will give you the code."

Xiao Langjun: "Shut up."

The old man was very happy, "It's your order! We will meet later and we can have a good chat."

If the disciples of the Yugui Sect, the second largest immortal sect in Tongye Continent, were here and saw such a flattering and shameless side of their old sect master, they would probably be able to stare out their eyes and be unable to pick them up even if they were thrown on the ground.

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In a few days, it will be New Year’s Eve.

That night, after dinner, Pei Qian helped Zhu Lian clear the table, finished copying the books, and went to the front shop to find Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan has poured the pot of wine that Fan Junmao "betted" into the sword-raising gourd. He can drink at most two or three sips a day. Too much will be harmful to the body and mind.

Everything in the world is like this, too much is too little, cherishing blessings and greedy for blessings are just a matter of one thought.

Chen Pingan had just finished a sip of Xiaolianzhi wine, and his face was slightly red. Pei Qian stood on the other side of the counter, standing on tiptoes, always quietly, watching Chen Pingan drink with wide eyes.

Chen Pingan put down the sword gourd and asked casually: "Do you want to miss the Lotus Root Flower Blessed Land?"

Pei Qian shook his head.

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Don't you miss your parents too?"

Pei Qian hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

She asked: "Are you angry?"

Chen Pingan did not give a yes or no, but asked: "Why don't you want to?"

Pei Qian looked calm and curled his lips and said, "I just don't want to think about it."

Seeing that Chen Pingan still didn't seem angry.

The skinny little girl lay on the counter, slapped the talisman on her forehead, remained silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "There was a disaster in my hometown. When I fled, my mother died of starvation on the road. My father took me outside the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. Along the way, my mother was forced by my father to find another man in exchange for a few bites of food. At first, my mother was unwilling, so my father pulled her hair. Beating me to death, all I could do was cry at that time. I wanted to stop him, but my father also beat me to the ground. He was a man, so he was very strong. Later, my mother gave me food in exchange, and my father ate the most. My mother has fewer children, and I am the least. Once, I woke up in the middle of the night and found my mother sneaking out, carrying me on her back, eating a black steamed bun alone, so I went back to sleep. Later, my mother My mother seemed to be sick, but my father didn't care. At first, she was carrying me on her back, but one day my father told me that my mother was starving to death. Later, my father found someone, but he couldn't sell me, so he I was asked to steal other people's things and was beaten several times. He called me stupid and kept walking. When I got to the outside of the capital, my father was more fortunate. Rich people outside the city opened porridge shops. The big white steamed buns, my dad ate them quickly, or something, as if he was eating the steamed buns to death, I just looked at them, I don’t know why, I only had one thought, I wonder if my dad can catch up when we get down there. Mother, can you be my companion?"

Chen Pingan leaned forward, reached out and touched the little girl's head, "Go to bed early."

Pei Qian smiled, sighed, and skipped to bed, shouting, "I have a talisman. Monsters and ghosts, please leave quickly!"

Chen Pingan sat there alone.

After that day, Chen Pingan became more and more strict with Pei Qian, and would even sit next to Pei Qian every day and watch her copy the book word by word.