Sword of Coming

Chen Pingan breathed out gently, patted his cheek, stood up, and returned to the room at the mountain gate.

Looking from a distance, the light on the table shines through the window.

Chen Ping'an subconsciously wanted to speed up his pace, then suddenly slowed down and burst into laughter.

After the age of four, there was never a time to "go home". There would be lights waiting for him in the ancestral home on Mu Ping Lane. After becoming a teenager, he broke his vow and became an apprentice in the dragon kiln and earned some copper coins. But how could he not go out every time? Turn off the lights and let the lamp oil reduce? Today is the time to go out and you have forgotten to turn off the lights. What can you do if you rush to the house now? Blown out? But I am not sleepy at the moment, do I have to stay up late at night to read and then light the lamp? So what’s the point of turning off the lights and lighting them up?

Chen Ping'an simply walked slowly, entered the room, closed the door, sat behind the desk, and continued to look through the files of the Incense Room and the genealogy of the Ancestral Hall of each island, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps.

If your mind is not calm, don't practice boxing yet. As for monks refining qi, don't even think about it.

Chen Ping'an knew in Ouhua Blessed Land that no matter how much he practiced boxing, it was meaningless when he was confused. That's why I often went to the small temple near Zhuangyuan Lane and chatted with the old monk who didn't like to talk about Buddhism.

What's more, Chen Ping'an can't lift his spirit now, which is more complicated than a restless heart. Those spirits are like falling to the bottom of a well and bound by huge rocks. How can he lift them up?

It's just that this state of mind can be regarded as calm in another sense.

Chen Ping'an closed the poorly kept yellowed files, picked up the ordinary small carving knife that the shopkeeper had given him when he bought the hosta at the shop in the capital of the Sui Dynasty, and gently drew a dotted line on the table with the handle of the knife.

After thinking about it, Chen Pingan took out a piece of rice paper that he had cut to the size of a book cover, drew a straight line with a pen, and wrote "Gu Can's big mistake" and "Gu Can's good deeds" at the beginning and end respectively, in larger fonts. Then, between "wrong" and "good", he wrote in small regular script "Shu Jianhu Local Customs". When Chen Ping'an was about to write the law of a country, he erased the previous seven words. Not only did In this way, Chen Pingan also erased "Gu Can Xiang Shan" together. In the middle of the line, with a slight gap, he wrote the two words "acknowledge the mistake" and "correct the mistake", and soon gave it to Chen Pingan. Smudge it off.

Finally, Chen Ping'an crumpled the paper into a ball, but instead of throwing it into the bamboo basket, he put it into a square inch object.

Chen Pingan put his hands on his sleeves, leaned back on the chair, turned off the lights, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep. The next time he opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

I often linger in the middle of the night for a thousand years, but I am afraid that it will be a hundred years in one day.

Chen Pingan stood up, without stretching his hands and feet, his muscles and bones loosened on their own, making a series of creaking sounds. Chen Pingan walked out of the house and planned to walk around Qingxia Island. Qingxia Island is the largest island in Shujian Lake. It would take half a day to walk down. Nowadays, a young monk from Qingxia Island is responsible for his food, clothing, housing and transportation in the house. Chen Pingan went to say hello to an old monk who lived nearby and guarded the mountain gate. When he saw the young monk, he said there was no need to go here today. Delivery of food boxes.

The old man was a monk in the cave realm, so he quickly agreed.

Chen Pingan suddenly smiled and said: "I guess she will prepare it. If I am not here, she will not dare to enter the house without permission. So, let her deliver today's three meals to you for Senior Zhang to enjoy." Enjoy your food, just eat with all your heart. Senior Zhang told me a lot of old things about Qingxia Island earlier, so I take it as a reward."

The old monk said anxiously: "Mr. Chen, I won't lose my life because of greed, right?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No."

The old monk was still not feeling very happy. After all, he had seen so many ups and downs on Qingxia Island that he couldn't help but be as timid as a mouse. "Mr. Chen, please don't try to trick me. I know that Mr. Chen has good intentions. See you." I am a bad old man who lives in poverty, so he helped me improve the food. But those delicacies are exclusively provided in the Spring Court Mansion. If Mr. Chen leaves Qingxia Island in two days, there will be some jealous bad guys hiding in the dark. But you have to wear small shoes for me."

Chen Ping'an said: "Then leave all the Spring Ting Mansion food boxes with Senior Zhang, and I will pick them up later."

The old monk smiled and said, "It's safer this way."

After Chen Ping'an left, the old monk complained that this young man didn't know how to behave. If he really wanted to pity himself, wouldn't he say hello to the Spring Court House? Who would dare to embarrass him then? This accountant is so hypocritical. Pai, who plays tricks in that room every day, and in Shujian Lake, the old monk has seen this kind of pretense and fame-seeking method too many times, and he will not live long.

The old monk's grumbling was like a flood bursting a bank. He began to complain that that guy had lost a lot of money after he settled here at the mountain gate. He no longer dared to embarrass some of the lower fifth realm monks and privately deduct one or two snowflakes. Qian, when he met some graceful junior female nuns, he didn't dare to indulge in his mouth and hand addiction as usual. After talking about naughty things, he secretly pinched their buttocks.

I thought that if I could get close to this accountant gentleman and become familiar with him, I might be able to get a blessing in disguise. From then on, I would join the Chun Ting Mansion. I didn’t dare to say that I would become a prosperous yamen in Qingxia Island. ? I never thought that Mr. Accountant was an inexperienced master, and if he used all kinds of tricks to please him, he would either be a fool who couldn't understand what was said, or he would pretend to be an idiot. It's really hateful to look down on Lu Caisang's favored men who are good friends with Gu Motou, but to look down on him, who is in a cave with no future, from the bottom of his heart.

Chen Ping'an walked slowly, taking detours to climb mountains. He walked to the gates of the immortal mansions dedicated to monks on Qingxia Island, and then returned the same way. When he returned to the main gate of Qingxia Island, it was already dusk. .

Chen Pingan looked from a distance and saw the young female monk from the Spring Court House, who was said to be the personal maid of Mother Gu Can. She was standing at the door of the house with a delicate food box in both hands. The old monk who was the doorkeeper bowed her head and accompanied her. , as if apologizing.

Chen Ping'an walked quickly, took the food box from the young female cultivator, thanked him, and gave birth to a girl from Chun Ting Mansion with an oval face and white skin. She gave a blessing to Mr. Chen and said Without saying anything more, he left.

Chen Pingan returned to the house, opened the food box, put all the dishes on the table, along with two large bowls of rice, picked up the chopsticks, and chewed slowly.

Finally, I put away the dishes and chopsticks again, put them back into the food box one by one, and closed them.

Matters of life and death, right and wrong, do not require reasons or excuses. If Gu Can can convince himself in his heart, it can be erased like those words on paper.

It was precisely Gu Can's refusal to admit his mistakes and not accept them as mistakes that formed a knot in Chen Pingan's heart.

Since he can't give up on Gu Can, and he won't deny the fundamental right and wrong in Chen Pingan's heart because of local customs, and deny those truths that have reached the level of the mud bottle alley and cannot be lower, Chen Pingan wants to move forward. The first step is to try to correct mistakes and make amends. Chen Pingan himself must take a step back and admit that he is "not right enough". Putting aside all the truth, he should change a path and improve what he is thinking while walking. In the final analysis , I still hope Gu Can can realize his mistake.

To put it ten thousand steps back, there is only the sky that cannot be climbed, and the sky is immortality. There is no mountain that cannot be passed, and the mountains are the various inner feelings of the human world.

Chen Ping'an wants to face these inner feelings, his own, those of the dead, and those of the dead and those who are still alive. These human sufferings are destined to wear out the eternal knife in his heart.

Making a mistake has two consequences: either you make the mistake to the end, or you correct it step by step. The former can be relaxed and comfortable for a while or even a lifetime. The worst is that before you die, if you say "die, you will die," you will not lose in this life. , people in the world still like to shout that he will be a good man again after eighteen years. The latter will be particularly laborious, and it may not be flattering.

Ten people plant poplars, and one person pulls them out, but no poplars will grow.

Chen Pingan wanted to try to verify the pros and cons of this sentence first. As for whether it was right or wrong, no matter what the final result was, it would be set aside with the truth in the book.

During this period.

All Chen Pingan could do at the moment was to ask Gu Can to restrain himself a little and not continue to kill without restraint.

He and Gu Can talked so much that Chen Pingan finally felt that he had finished speaking for a lifetime. Fortunately, although Gu Can was unwilling to admit his mistake, in his mind, Chen Pingan was not an ordinary person, so he was willing to put away his domineering arrogance. , I dare not follow the mentality of "I just like killing people now" and continue to go too far. After all, in Gu Can's eyes, if he wanted to invite Chen Ping'an to his new home in Chunting Mansion every once in a while, and sit at the same dining table with his mother-in-law and Little Loach, Gu Can would have to pay something. This kind of similar The rules of trading are very practical. They make sense in Shujian Lake and can even be said to be unimpeded.

So next, Chen Ping'an and Tian Hujun asked for a Qingxia Island jade plaque, hung it on his waist, and started walking around Qingxia Island the next day, chatting with people.

On the day when the heroes of Gongliu Island gathered to elect the "king of the rivers and lakes", Chen Ping'an even borrowed a ferry from Qingxia Island, put on the golden robe again, carried the sword on his back, and began to fight alone with Qingxia Island. The identity of the enshrinement of the island, and the novelist Lienshi who claimed to like to write landscape travel notes, used this funny identity that had never appeared in the history of Shujian Lake to travel to the many islands in the lawless places of Shujian Lake.

According to the map of the rivers and lakes given by Mr. Tianhu, we first started to visit the more than ten vassal islands of Qingxia Island. After Mr. Tianhu took the pill, he justifiably opened up the Meixian Island as a residence, as well as the mountain ridges that looked like this every time the bright moon shines. The island of snow-white fish scales.

When Chen Ping'an worked day and night to visit these islands, it was already three days later and he wrote down some names that were not on the incense room files.

There are still quarrels on Gongliu Island in Shujian Lake, and three camps are vaguely divided. Many island forces support Liu Zhimao of Qingxia Island as the new co-leader of the rivers and lakes, and try their best to insist that Zhenjun Jiejiang "is not worthy of the position". Turning to the island owners, these island owners and the vassal forces have an extremely firm stance. Even if Liu Zhimao sits on the leader's chair of the Jianghu Monarch, they will not recognize it. If they can, they will continue to kill them one by one on the island. The last camp is the island owner who is just sitting back and watching the fight. He may be a grassroots who can act according to the prevailing situation, or he may have a secret alliance in secret and it is temporarily inconvenient to make his position clear.

What's interesting is that every time those island owners who oppose Liu Zhimao speak, as if they have made an appointment in advance, they all like to say weird things about Zhenjiang Zhenjun, although he is highly virtuous and respected, and so on.

In Shujian Lake, the term "high moral character and high prestige" seems to be harsher and more poignant than any curse words.

On this day, Chen Pingan drove the ferry by himself and came to an island called Zhuchai Island. It was far away from Qingxia Island. The island was not big and there were few monks and disciples of the sect. Therefore, this time for the Gongliu Island Alliance meeting, whether to go to Gongliu Island or not. The island owner, caught between two choices, did not go to Gongliu Island to occupy a place like many other small island owners. Instead, he chose to stay on the island and not get involved in Shujian Lake, which was very likely to determine the fate of the island. A grand event that will shape the future for the next hundred years.

Chen Ping'an stopped the boat and docked. Already standing at the ferry was a plump, scantily clad woman with a high bun and a plump figure and a square forehead.

Chen Ping'an has already guessed the identity of this female cultivator in Longmen Realm. According to legend, this woman whose real name is Liu Chongrun was once a royal family member of a ruined dynasty in the central Aquarius Continent. It was this woman who called the last little emperor his aunt. The woman carried it to the throne of the dragon chair. The unofficial history of the barnyard official in Chishui City said that the young emperor was young and ignorant at the time. He even smiled and patted the huge dragon chair under his buttocks, asking his aunt to sit with him. Then this woman At that time, he actually sat down on it and held the little emperor in his arms. The civil and military officials in the court were silent, and no one dared to question him.

Tian Hujun once casually mentioned the owner of Zhuchai Island and praised him for being "manly".

Liu Chongrun smiled and said: "Are you the accountant who lives at the gate of Qingxia Island Mountain?"

Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment. On Qingxia Island, no one would say that he was the accountant to his face.

Chen Ping'an said: "That's right."

Liu Chongrun got straight to the point and asked: "Could it be that you, Qingxia Island, saw that Zhuchai Island was an eyesore and took advantage of the fact that all the nearby island owners went to Gongliu Island to do something?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I am the only one visiting Zhuchai Island. I want to ask Mrs. Liu about the customs and customs of Shujian Lake. If Mrs. Liu doesn't want me to go to the island, I will go elsewhere."

Liu Chongrun narrowed his extremely narrow red phoenix eyes, "What if I say that Mr. Accountant is not welcome on Zhuchai Island? There are only women on my island, and everyone is not high in cultivation. If you take a fancy to someone, arrest them. Qingxia Island serves as a cardigan, should I release her when the time comes, or not?"

Chen Ping'an's expression remained as usual, he clasped his fists and said goodbye, turned around and walked onto the ferry, indeed heading elsewhere.

Liu Chongrun stood there, and now she was really confused.

In fact, she had already prepared a young female disciple with outstanding appearance, and treated it as a means of breaking up the fortune and eliminating the disaster.

Chen Ping'an was also rejected on the next neighboring Feicui Island. The owner of the island was not there, and the people in charge did not dare to let him go. He allowed a "sacrifice" from Qingxia Island to land ashore without saying anything to the Qingxia Island gang. When a well-behaved monk takes the pot, who should he cry to? If he were alone, he wouldn't dare to refuse like this, but he still has a large family on the island, so he really doesn't dare to take it lightly. Just like this, he doesn't give any face to the young worshiper from Qingxia Island, nor does the old monk. The man was so dare not to come off the stage, and sent him off all the way, apologizing endlessly. In such a posture, he wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan did not persuade or comfort him, he just left quickly and paddled away.

On the third island, Huaping Island, the owner of Jindan Earth Immortal was away and went to Gongliu Island to discuss important matters. He was also one of the most vocal allies under Zhenjun Jiejiang. A young island owner stayed on the island to guard his nest. Hearing that Gu The big devil's guest, the youngest worshiper on Qingxia Island, was coming. After learning the news, he quickly jumped up from the soft and fragrant countryside, hurriedly dressed up, went straight to the ferry, showed up in person, and smiled at that person. Welcome.

The young island owner was actually a little disappointed when he really saw the young man who had been hiding in Qingxia Island. He didn't look like an expert who was good at fighting, but more like a teacher in a country school. Now The large and small islands around Qingxia Island are actually talking about this matter secretly. However, Qingxia Island is tight-lipped and no useful news has been spread. I only heard that it was a demon Gu who threw two people in Chishui City in public. Gu Can did not fight back against the ruthless man who slapped him. Instead, he treated him with courtesy and was taken to the Chunting Mansion on Qingxia Island. Now a group of friends, including the young island owner, are betting on how many days this person can survive. Shao Dao on Huaping Island The Lord is guaranteed to die within a month. Who doesn't know that the big devil Gu Can is famous for being moody and killing people at will? Not all of the qigong practitioners who fed the big loach in Shujian Lake were enemies. There were quite a few guests on Qingxia Island, and friends who drank and drank with each other.

Chen Pingan had a drink on Huaping Island. He drank very little, but the other party drank very much. When drinking with a confidant, a thousand cups are too short, and they talked about many of the "drunk mantras" of the young island owner.

Back on the ferry, Chen Pingan, who was punting the boat, thought about the appropriateness of those words and realized that there were no fuel-efficient lamps in Shujian Lake. He stayed away from Huaping Island and stopped the boat in the middle of the lake. Chen Pingan took out a pen and paper and wrote down some people and people. matter.

After that, I walked around like this every day, seeing different scenery and people on each island. There were just as many people on Zhuchai Island who closed their doors to thank guests and politely refused Chen Ping'an to climb the mountain.

On the map of the Shujian Lake in Chen Pingan's arms, there are islands constantly drawn in a circle.

Every day before dawn, I would punt and leave Qingxia Island, and only return to the house on Qingxia Island when night fell.

In addition to gathering wild cultivators from all over the Aquarius Continent, Shujian Lake is also home to witchcraft, ghosts, and all kinds of unheard-of side witchcraft.

For example, on Huaping Island, monks like to indulge in extravagance and indulge in happy days of drunkenness and dreams. On the road, gold is carved into lotus and flowers stick to the ground.

There is another island called Yecheng. The owner of the island has opened a colosseum. Anyone who dares to throw a stone at the ferocious beast will be guilty of "violating the beast" and will be punished with death. Every day, monks from other islands throw erring disciples or captured enemies into the cages of some of the most famous colosseums in Yecheng. Yecheng has its own wine and beautiful women to wait on those who come here to have fun. Monks from all directions admire the bloody deeds of ferocious beasts on the island.