The destruction of a thousand-year-old family is so heavy.

All the officials were frightened, and no one even cared about the death of the Queen Mother.

The second and third princes soon became homesick and became seriously ill and died.

The Zhengtong Emperor issued a decree to commemorate his brother, calling him the most pure and filial, and allowed him to be buried in the imperial mausoleum. People all over the world praised the royal family's character and sentiment.

Political struggle is so unpretentious and cruel!

The New Year is approaching.

All over Daqian, land was being measured in full swing, and officials were arrested here and people were arrested there.

The capital is still peaceful, the Chunfeng Tower is overcrowded, and the Fuchun class is packed. Or rather, even a dog has to be born in the capital!

The twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Dust day.

The daughter-in-law took a broom and rag and was busy cleaning the cobwebs and dust.

Li Ping'an wanted to help, but he was pushed out to practice martial arts. He said that he felt guilty for letting his husband cook, and he felt embarrassed if he didn't work.

After all, the taste of the meat porridge was not concealed. My wife took a bite and never mentioned cooking again.

I kicked my legs twice and bumped my shoulders and back for a while. My muscles were hot and steaming. I quickly dissolved the ointment and practiced the Eagle Claw Skill.

After practicing several external skills in succession, Li Ping'an also discovered the secret. It seems that the medicine is better absorbed after warming up, which may increase its effectiveness.

Accumulated over time, the number is quite considerable.

The five-fingered claws scratched across the practice pile, leaving clearly visible marks on the surface of the wood, which could be enough to tear the flesh of a person.

"The Eagle Claw Skill is about to be completed, and the last one...the Iron Head Skill!"

Li Ping'an puts the head training at the end. The main reason is that Tietou Gong requires a shaved head, which is too shiny and shiny when walking on the street.

"According to the current progress, we will be able to complete the full body exercise in two or three years."

After mastering one martial arts, then learning other outer martial arts has the effect of making connections. Coupled with the Taoist secret technique Big Toad Qi, it is about ten years faster than expected.

Even so, no one spent more than ten years using the golden years of martial arts practice in the realm of body training.

After the age of thirty, energy begins to decline, and it is difficult to achieve anything.

Li Ping'an relies on the magical effect of building a tree to make him immortal, so he has the capital to polish his body without any haste. He must lay a solid foundation for each realm without any flaws.

For half an hour, I practiced the Eagle Claw Skill twice.

"call……"

Li Ping'an breathed a long sigh of relief. At this time, his physical strength reached its peak, surging energy and blood flowed through his body, and his sweat evaporated and condensed into white mist, like water vapor in a boiling pot.

"Try the full burst of attack power!"

He used the Tieshanbo move in the Tiebu Shirt and at the same time activated the Chasing Wind Bone, bursting with speed and hitting the wooden stake hard.

Bang!

The wooden pile buried three or four feet deep rose up from the ground and rolled out many feet.

"With such strength, even without hand cannon detonators, we can still be called masters in the world!"

Li Ping'an looked happy, calmed down his boiling blood, and buried the wooden stake back.

Then we lighted the fire and cooked as usual. The passion lasted only for a moment, while the dullness lasted forever.

"Mr., the corner of the house is too high, I can't sweep it."

"give it to me!"

Li Ping'an threw the rice and meat into the pot, hurried over, lifted his wife up with both hands, and swept her to the corner easily.

This is the true meaning of martial arts training. It is not about fighting and killing, but about improving productivity!

…

Orthodox two years.

Lunar New Year's eve.

The hot dumplings come out of the pan and are filled with aroma.

There was no need for Li Ping'an to explain this time. His wife had already put the vinegar dish on the table, poured a large bowl of wine, and raised her glass from a small wine cup.

"Happy New Year, sir."

Li Ping'an was slightly startled, listening to the familiar yet unfamiliar words of blessing, and replied subconsciously.

“Have fun together.”

The wife closed her eyes and raised her head to toast, her spicy cheeks were slightly red. She quickly dipped the dumplings in vinegar to relieve the hangover, but the spilled oil and water made her breath hot.

Li Ping'an asked: "Why do you remember this sentence?"

The daughter-in-law said: "This is the first time I heard wishing me happiness, and I repeat it every day."

"I will tell you every day from now on."

Li Ping'an felt a little distressed. His father-in-law's family was already patriarchal, and he believed that his wife was stupid, so he kept her in the house and fed her like a cat or dog.

She was mostly ignored and bullied, so no one would wish her happiness.

When the daughter-in-law heard this, she smiled innocently: "Can we eat dumplings every day?"

"certainly."

Li Pingan did not explain the meaning of dumplings. Like fennel beans, they represent longing. The important thing is to cherish the people in front of you and let the past go.

"It's so tiring to make dumplings, once a month!"

The daughter-in-law knew that she was stupid, and she probably couldn't learn how to adjust the stuffing, so she could only use her hands to make a fire and roll out the dough.

As he was talking, a voice came from outside the courtyard door.

"Is the layman at home?"

"coming."

Li Pingan glanced at the crack in the door habitually, opened the door and said, "Taoist priest, please come in quickly."

"Trouble the layman."

The person who came was none other than Yan Chixiao. He led the Wu Zhui horse into the courtyard and saw the helpless woman: "This female donor is..."

"My wife, Zhang Yu."

Li Ping'an introduced: "Madam, this is Taoist Yan who I often tell you about."

My daughter-in-law has been kept at home since she was a child. When she grew up, she never left the city and was very curious about the outside world.

One time, Li Ping'an was talking about Jianghu affairs. Seeing that his daughter-in-law was fascinated by what she heard, he compiled some stories about knights to cheer her up. As a result, he met a swordsman who slayed demons and demons.

In order not to fall over again, Li Ping'an told Yan Chixiao's story.

It is true and false, mixed with many ghost stories from past lives. Every time, the wife is so scared that she crawls into her arms, turns around and chases after her to continue listening.

The daughter-in-law said in surprise: "Taoist Master Yan who slayed the red demon and saved the world and the people?"

"Um?"

Yan Chixiao saw Li Ping'an wink and nodded: "Yan has indeed killed several little monsters and subdued several little demons. He should not be able to save the world and save the people."

"Please take a seat."

Li Ping'an said: "The Taoist priest is lucky, the dumplings are just cooked."

Yan Chixiao untied two jars of wine on horseback. The mouths of the jars were sealed with yellow mud. There were a few words written on the mud. They could not be read clearly due to the age.

"Yan had heard Zhigang talk about it several times and wanted to try it for a long time, so he specially brought good wine."

"Master, have you found the Taoist priest?"

"We were originally traveling together, but they separated after being summoned by Vajra Temple last year!"

While talking, the three of them sat down again, and Yan Chixiao opened the mud seal of the wine jar, releasing a soft and sweet aroma.

Li Ping'an took a sniff: "This smell seems to be Nuerhong, more than 20 years old."

"Twenty-three years, four months and seven days left the cellar."

Yan Chixiao poured three bowls of wine, which was as red and transparent as amber.

"This wine comes from a wine shop in Lucheng. UU read www.uukanshu.net. The shopkeeper's daughter was born twenty-three years ago. He specially brewed two jars of wine to entertain relatives and friends when his daughter got married."

"It's a pity that when I was sixteen, I was deceived by evil spirits and disappeared."

The daughter-in-law stared at her almond-shaped eyes, grabbed Li Ping'an's clothes, and asked nervously: "What happened next?"

"Yan heard that there was a ghost in Lucheng. After more than half a year of investigation, he finally found traces of the ghost."

Yan Chixiao said slowly: "The ghost is not very strong. An ordinary warrior can kill it, but the person behind it is unusual and allows it to seduce and rob women."

Li Ping'an said: "Is it related to the government?"

"The one who drives the ghost is the Lucheng County Magistrate."

Yan Chixiao said coldly: "Yan killed the ghosts, cast a spell to search for the soul of Lucheng County Magistrate, and found that he had sent all the women he had seduced to Yuling City in Liangzhou."

"The ancestral land of the Cui family..."

When Li Ping'an heard about Yu Ling, he immediately thought of the Millennium Family.

Yan Chixiao nodded and said: "A young man from the sixth room of the Cui family secretly runs a hook shop. Some customers like girls from good families, so he ordered the Lucheng County magistrate to rob them with evil methods."

The daughter-in-law shivered with fear and hugged Li Pingan's arms tightly. She felt that today's anecdotes were more terrifying than the demon king and ghost king she had heard before.

"It's a pity that most of the women who were robbed have died in a foreign land. Yan can only kill a few Cui family members and take their remains back to Lucheng."

Yan Chixiao picked up the wine bowl: "The father of one of the women's remains is the owner of the wine shop. He dug out the wine and gave it to me. I won't accept it!"

“It’s so difficult to mourn the suffering of the people!”

Li Ping'an sighed, feeling sorry for the suffering of the people, and a little envious of Yan Chixiao's ability to slay demons and protect the Tao.

The hero's dream, or the hero's dream, is one of life's dreams.