Sword of Coming

The Niujiaoshan Ferry is no longer just the Dali military ferry. More and more commercial ferries come and go.

Seeing that Pei Qian's eyes were shining, it was all the fairy money that rolled into the master's pocket.

This "far trip" was on their own territory, so the little girl in black next to Pei Qian, carrying a small pole on her shoulders and holding a hiking stick, felt that she could not be more impressive.

Zhou Mili still felt a little bit regretful that he could not put two pieces of paper on his forehead, one writing about the Luo Luo Shan You Dharma Protector, and the other writing about the Mute Lake Monster.

Chen Nuanshu was not far away, talking about trivial things with Chen Lingjun who was about to leave for Beiju Luzhou, and Chen Lingjun kept yawning.

Pei Qian crossed his arms across his chest, looked around, looked at the master's great land, and nodded lightly, feeling very satisfied.

Zhou Mili asked softly: "Chen Lingjun is about to leave, why don't we say a few words? If we squeeze out more tears, it seems more sincere."

Pei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "Are those tenets of Luopo Mountain just for you to eat as rice in a bowl?"

Pei Qian freed up his hand, touched the head of the little winter melon, and said earnestly: "My master said that the truth is that the big white bowl, and other external objects, are the food in it. As long as the bowl is not lost, everything will be done." I can eat. Then what is the reason? I can't figure it out. Mi Li, you are so confused and broad-minded, and you are even worse. So we only need to remember the rules of Luo Luo Mountain, and there will be nothing wrong. "

Zhou Mili frowned, then quickly relaxed his brows, understood, and said softly: "As soon as we talked to Chen Lingjun, we had to give a parting gift, but we didn't win! Our relationship is so good anyway, so don't do anything stupid!"

Pei Qian pulled Xiao Mili's cheek, laughed and said, "What the hell."

Zhou Mili laughed along with him.

Pei Qian stood there, took a deep breath, then punched very short and very slowly, and muttered to himself: "Pick a needle with your finger, sweep a large area with your fist, punch like an arrow, close the fist like a flying sword..."

Zhou Mili asked: "What?"

Pei Qian still punched slowly and said seriously: "After the Crazy Demon Sword Technique, I created a unique set of boxing techniques. I made up all the formulas myself. It's so powerful."

Then Pei Qian started talking nonsense, "In addition to my master's boxing being the strongest in the world, there are two other very strong ones. One is the self-taught Wang Ba boxing, and the other is the stolen training from the Tianqiao sect."

Zhou Mili felt that he was not stupid, but he was just doubtful, "How is your boxing technique so powerful? After practicing boxing, can you fly around?"

Pei Qian said angrily: "That can only be accomplished by a martial artist from the Far Traveling Realm. I'm still early. I won't be able to do it in just a few years."

Zhou Mili stamped his foot and said angrily: "It took so long! How many seeds did it take to make it work!"

Pei Qian said helplessly: "You think becoming a martial artist in the eighth realm is easy."

Zhou Mili was stunned, holding the hiking pole in his arms and scratching his cheek, "But you are Pei Qian."

Pei Qian smiled brightly, withdrew his fist, held down Xiao Mili's head, and shook it, "You have such a big brain, it doesn't look big at first glance, how can you be so enlightened?"

Zhou Mili shook his head for a long time and suddenly sighed, "Why doesn't the mountain master go home yet?"

Pei Qian smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you that on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, because Master helped you spread the word, there are now many stories about the big water monster of Dumb Lake being circulated. That is another world! You , just have some fun."

Zhou Mili started scratching his cheek again, "But I would rather he stop telling stories and come back soon."

Pei Qian made a face, "My master has returned home. Are you treating him to pickled fish?"

Zhou Mili wrinkled his face and said timidly: "If you don't want to eat in a big bowl, why don't you eat in a small bowl?"

Pei Qian was happy, but also a little sad.

When you grow up, it is difficult to be like before. Sorrows, big and small, are always like guests visiting your heart. They come and go as quickly as they come.

In the past, Pei Qian didn't quite understand why his master didn't want him and Sister Aquarius to grow up quickly.

Now looking at the millet grains, Pei Qian understood.

Chen Lingjun was about to board the cross-continental ferry. Pei Qian patted Zhou Mili on the head and said, "Let's say goodbye. Remember, Master said that if a friend takes the Xianjia ferry to travel far away, we can't talk about the journey. Downwind.”

Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, "I know, I know!"

A stupid melon seed Nuanshu, together with Pei Qian and Xiaomi Li, all said goodbye to him.

Chen Lingjun was a little uncomfortable with it, but even though he was a little awkward, he was still a little happy, but he just didn't want to show his feelings on his face.

After Chen Lingjun left.

Pei Qian and the others waited until the ferry passed through the sea of ​​clouds before returning to Luopo Mountain.

Chen Nuanshu turned his head and glanced at Yunhai.

Pei Qian said softly: "Don't worry, it'll be okay. Even if Chen Lingjun doesn't seem to be upright, he's actually quite smart."

Chen Nuanshu smiled, and Pei Qian held a little girl in his hand.

Now Pei Qian's height is much higher than them.

Finally feeling like a girl.

Chen Lingjun was in the ferry room with nothing to do, just lying on the table in a daze.

In fact, Chen Lingjun regretted it the moment he stepped on the Pima Sect cross-continental ferry at Niujiaoshan Ferry. I really want to jump off the ferry and sneak back. Anyway, the Luoposhan family has a lot of business and territory now. I can just find a place to hide. Wei Bo is probably annoyed by seeing him, and he may not be willing to talk about it with the old cook, Pei Qian and the others. , a few days later, I will go to Luolu Mountain to show up, I will find any excuse to fool him, I will forget to turn to the almanac to pick an auspicious day, I will not be worried about going to Huanghu Mountain, I will forget to go to Yujiang to say goodbye to my friends in the world, and I will concentrate on, work hard at home, There is actually nothing wrong with practicing diligently...

There was a big bamboo box on the table. In fact, Mr. Wei Dashan was so generous that he lent him something close to him.

Inside the bamboo box, there are many maps of the Luzhou situation in Beiju, drawn by the immortal family on the mountain, as well as many secret collections of the imperial government, plus a lot of messy local chronicles, and several booklets written by Chen Ping'an himself. There are all big and small precautions. In the words of the old cook, they are all written down except for where to pee and poop. If you still can't succeed in crossing the river, you will drown yourself.

Chen Lingjun was actually still afraid.

In the past, they didn't like to move to the Yujiang River in Huangting Kingdom. They recognized the Yujiang Water God as their brothers, and they acted arrogantly together. But when they arrived at Luopo Mountain, they still didn't move. Pei Qian and Xiaomili would occasionally go to Hongzhu Town. While wandering around, Chen Lingjun only visited the mountains and rivers around Luolu Mountain, chatting with the old immortal masters in his neighborhood. He took the black snake and swaggered around various places, feeling at ease.

Ever since the blind old Taoist named Jia Sheng moved from Qilong Lane to Jie Mao in Huanghu Mountain to practice cultivation, Chen Lingjun has been a frequent visitor and has become very close to each other. If bragging really works, the whole world will be their private garden. .

But Chen Lingjun now also knows that when the other party holds him in such high regard,

Or because of Chen Pingan.

Chen Lingjun didn't dislike this kind of thing, he quite liked it.

No matter how good the atmosphere of Luo Luo Mountain is, it is still inevitable that there will be people near and far away who will be divided on a first-come, first-served basis.

After all, he and Nuanshu, that stupid little melon, were the earliest "old men" in Luoluo Mountain.

Later, there were the old cook, Pei Qian, Shi Rou, the silly Cen Yuanji, the silly girl Yuanbao, and the second idiot Yuan Lai, because the big idiot was Cao Qinglang.

Later, Chen Pingan abducted a grain of rice from Beiju Luzhou.

Sometimes Chen Lingjun himself feels that guys like Old Chef Wei Bo look down on him and blame them for their high-mindedness. He really blames himself for not being motivated, for liking to wait until death, bragging and spanking.

There are many people, it’s lively, it’s great.

Lonely, I ran all the way to Beiju Luzhou to practice a hammer.

What about the Skeleton Beach, Pima Sect, Mural City, Zhuquan, the sect leader, and the two Luoluoshan named worshipers, what about Yaba Lake, Willow Zhiqing, Chunlu Garden, Yunshang City, that Jidu, the Dragon Palace Cave in the middle, and the westernmost What kind of mountains are there, plus Lion Peak, Li Er and his wife, Li Huai's sister Li Liu. Her brother Li Xisheng is Xiaobaoping.

Master and his friend, a fire temple, Liu Jinglong of Taihui Sword Sect, and his disciple Xiaobaitou.

Is this me going to practice for a bright future? How about going door-to-door and delivering gifts?

It’s impossible not to hop on a ferry!

Chen Lingjun packed his luggage and slipped from the second floor to the first floor of the ferry. As a result, Wei Bo appeared out of thin air near the railing of the ferry.

Chen Lingjun laughed and said: "Wei Dashanjun, why are you so polite? You don't need to send me away. You don't need to send me away."

Wei Bo smiled and said: "The territory of Beiyue is under my jurisdiction. Have you forgotten?"

Chen Lingjun rushed to rub the tiger's arm: "How dare I forget this? Even if I have to pee, I still hold it in, for fear of staining the great rivers and mountains of Beiyue!"

Wei Bo said: "The mountain of Beiyue Prince is located at the northernmost point of Aquarius Continent. I will say hello to the mountain god and watch the ferry go to the sea. When the time comes, you can jump again and I will have nothing to do with it. You can go back slowly and leisurely. Hurry, as for whether to disembark at the boundary of Dongyue, Ganzhou Mountain, it just depends on your mood."

Chen Lingjun was dumbfounded.

Qingfeng City, where business is flourishing, has been singing and dancing for hundreds of years, dynasties have changed, mountains and rivers have changed color, this Qingfeng City built at the foot of the mountain has always stood still, and emperors and monarchs have always paid respect to the Xu family.

Because of the great good relationship formed by their ancestors, the Xu family was able to sit in a fox kingdom, which was worth half of a blessed land.

It is rumored that the fox fairy that the ancestor of the Xu family met already had seven tails, but I don't know if there is one more tail now.

The fox fur beauties produced abundantly by the Xu family in Qingfeng City are expensive, rare and in short supply.

It is a unique feature in Aquarius Continent. As the cross-continental ferries from Luzhou in Beiju become more frequent, the family background of Xu family in Qingfeng City has become stronger and stronger. The price of a fox skin talisman directly doubled.

The Xu family hired Danqing masters to draw the Four Beauties and the Eighteen Ladies, which were either carefully engraved or copied, plus scattered four lords of the study and folding fans. Once they were released, they were all sold out.

Some fairy families on the mountain who were at odds with Qingfeng City spoke sourly. This Xu family is only short of selling erotic pictures. If Xu Hun dares to sell this, he will be considered a real hero.

He deliberately devalued Xu Hun as a man wallowing in makeup and powder.

It's just that this man, a real Nascent Soul Brigade cultivator, has become even more powerful after possessing that weird wart armor.

In a private room of a restaurant in downtown Qingfeng City, a young man continued to eat. A scholar in green shirt had already put down his chopsticks, stood up and stood by the window, looking at the bustling people on the street outside. There were indeed many good-looking women.

Liu Chicheng waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "The couple in Qingfeng City, one devotes himself to cultivation, and the other manages the family to earn money. They are really a perfect match."

The young man just buried his head in eating, Liu Chicheng seldom moved his chopsticks, yet he ordered a large table of dishes, and there was a lot of food left on the table.

Liu Chicheng turned to look at the young man and asked with a smile: "Gu Can, you never said why you came here to hang out, and you deliberately left Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi aside. Can you tell me now?"

Gu Can wanted to talk to someone, so he stopped his chopsticks, swallowed his food, raised his head and said, "I have a friend who was almost beaten to death by a man named Lu Zhengchun. This Lu Zhengchun is a descendant of the Lu family on Fulu Street. Now it seems that the Xu family is doing well in Qingfeng City."

In Lizhu Dongtian, there are four families and ten major surnames, Song, Li, Zhao, and Lu, all of whom are first-class sects.

It's just that the Lu family in the small town was too involved with the ruined dynasty, so the end was the most disastrous. After Li Zhudong fell to the earth, only the Lu family in the small town had no achievements to speak of.

There was only one Lu Zhengchun who followed the wife of the Xu family in Qingfeng City in the early years and left the town together. The Xu family treated him favorably, giving him a lot of monastic resources and even giving him the status of a direct descendant of the ancestral hall as a talisman. Of Lu's.

Liu Chicheng was not interested in that Lu Zhengchun, he just asked curiously: "A person like you also has friends?"

Gu Can nodded and said, "Yes, there are still some."

Liu Chicheng smiled and said: "Actually, there is only one Chen Ping'an, right?"

Gu Can shook his head, "Ever since we were young, he has never treated me as a friend. There is a big age difference, and I am the same. He is half a relative. It's different. As for Liu Xianyang, who has a big heart, it's just It’s because of Chen Ping’an that he got closer to me, otherwise he and I would never be the same person, not before, and never will be in the future, but we can barely be considered friends.”

When Liu Xianyang returns from the Confucian Chen family in Nanbosu Island, he should become the direct disciple of Ruan Qiong, the Longquan Sword Sect. Liu Xianyang was taken away from his hometown because his ancestor was the tombkeeper of the Chen family.

There is one thing about Liu Xianyang that Gu Can admires the most. He is naturally good at following the local customs, and he will never be acclimatized.

As for myself, after arriving at Shujian Lake, I even lost all my greatest strength, patience.

When Gu Can looked back on the seemingly beautiful days of Qingxia Island, he realized that he was actually walking towards death step by step.

Being young is no excuse at all.

Gu Can looked at the dishes on the table and continued to eat with chopsticks.

Liu Chicheng suddenly said: "When I go to Baidi City in the future, break off these relationships if you can."

Gu Can looked as usual, just eating and not talking.

Liu Chicheng didn't think he could change Gu Can's disposition. He might have to look at his senior's preaching skills, so he changed the subject, "What did you say before that 'you're good enough'? Since you're from your same age, Is that the Golden Core Sword Cultivator? Or the Nascent Soul Qi Practitioner?"

Gu Can said: "Now I am a qi practitioner in the four realms. Within ten years, I hope to enter the cave realm. Help the Xu family manage a small part of the fox country's business. If you don't practice fast, you can pile it up with fairy money."

Liu Chicheng put away the folding fan, knocked on his head, and said with a smile: "Future junior brother, are you kidding me, or are you telling a joke?"

Gu Can's expression is calm, he doesn't drink, eats his chopsticks slowly, and likes to chew slowly, "If you kill someone, you have to run away, can you really have a stable and stable foothold in this life?"

Liu Chicheng laughed dumbfounded, and shook his head, "Is a trash with such unbearable cultivation worth killing and fleeing? I'm easy to talk, so you nod, and I'll help you out. It's just Xu Hun, who can't even reach the fifth level. No, it’s a trivial matter.”

Gu Can asked, "What if? Why bother?"

Liu Chicheng was speechless.

Gu Can put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "But if you really want to take action against your mortal enemy, you have to make sure that the enemy doesn't even have anyone to collect the corpse."

Furthermore, let others find fault.

As for others, there are only two types, one is Chen Ping'an, plus all the others. If you have to make a choice, don't worry about the latter.

In short, Chen Ping'an will never think of completely severing the relationship with himself in this life.

Liu Chicheng smiled brightly.

This kid is really getting more and more pleasing to the eye.

It is the first time for a young girl to sit in a sedan chair to be the protector. She is willing to do so and feels very comfortable.

This made Liu Chicheng think about recruiting a disciple.

Gu Can asked: "If I really become your junior, can I learn the top magic skills?"

Liu Chicheng couldn't help laughing, "White Emperor City has a lot of collections. If you become my little junior, of course you can learn it. You can choose whatever you want, but it's hard to say whether you can learn it."

Gu Can said: "I want to learn."

Liu Chicheng tapped Gu Can with his folding fan, and said with a smile, "You are young and ignorant, and you are just dreaming."

It's not that he doesn't know about Gu Can's excellent aptitude for cultivation, or he didn't even have the idea of ​​taking him to the Shenzhou of Zhongtu as a stepping stone to return to Baidi City, but the Baidi City founded by the senior brother is not an ordinary Taoist place in the world.

It is true that Liu Chicheng has deep resentment towards his senior brother, but regardless of these old grievances, his senior brother is indeed the person Liu Chicheng respects the most in his life.

Then there is the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, and then Cui Chan who has played Caiyun chess game with his senior brother.

That’s it for these three.

Liu Chicheng couldn't help but remind him: "My senior brother has an unpredictable temperament. You may reach heaven in one step, or you may become an ordinary person. What's worse, you may lose several lives. Don't think too lightly. Senior brother once In order to carve out a potential candidate for a closed disciple, I had been keeping an eye on that poor guy for six hundred years. For the poor guy himself, for eight whole lives, he had actually been making wedding clothes for the last closed disciple of Baidi City. In the end, that person reached the ninth life, but for some reason, he was still abandoned by his senior brother. Senior brother is best at distracting himself, practicing, playing chess, running Baidi City, refining weapons, recruiting disciples... There are almost nothing that senior brother is not good at. And everything is done calmly and without leakage.”

Gu Can nodded and said, "Then I have found a good master."

Liu Chicheng laughed out loud.

Gu Can got up to pay the bill.

Liu Chicheng suddenly said in surprise: "What a handsome girl."

Gu Can didn't care.

Liu Chicheng clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "It's not common, it's not common. It has a great background. That silver-white gourd, if I'm not mistaken, is one of the seven sword-raising gourds with the highest rank."

Gu Can frowned, walked quickly to the window, and looked at the young woman leading the horse slowly. She was dressed in red, with a wine gourd and a narrow knife hanging from her waist.

It's Li Baoping.

Why did she come to Qingfeng City?

Gu Can said: "We are not in a hurry to leave. We will wait until she leaves Qingfeng City. Regardless of whether there is any turmoil during this period, I owe you a favor."

Liu Chicheng asked doubtfully: "Do you know this woman?"

Gu Can remained silent.

Liu Chicheng counted with his fingers, suddenly cursed, and quickly covered his nose. Blood still seeped out from between his fingers.

Liu Chicheng's expression was solemn, and he rarely restrained his cynicism, and said in a deep voice: "Don't get involved! Just treat it as my senior brother's advice to you, my future junior brother!"

Gu Can stared at the retreating figure of the woman in red and said, "Meet in. If something happens, you save her and I will take care of myself."

Liu Chicheng said angrily: "What are you trying to do?!"

Gu Can closed his eyes and began to mentally calculate all the inside information about Qingfeng City.

Liu Chicheng uttered an ouch, leaned against the window, and laughed at himself: "I have such a hard life."

Before Zheng Dafeng went to Yang's shop, he went to the wine shop, and he was acquainted with the woman who sells wine for a long time.

The woman is pungent, and the people in the town call her Huang Erniang, but her real name has long been forgotten.

In the early days, there was a drunk man who knocked on the widow's door at night. When the woman opened the door, he was hit on the head with a kitchen knife and almost killed her. He lost a lot of money afterwards, but after that, he squatted on the wall, talked dirty, and stole over the wall. The man with the clothes is gone, and it's not worth taking the life of the boss for the sake of the second child.

What's more, Huang Erniang didn't mind at all when they talked about dirty things in the wine shop. They came and went, mostly men begging for mercy. When she was serving food and wine, she tried to touch the hands of the drunkards, but she only got a kick. Just a few words of laughter and curses, this deal is a good deal. If the more handsome young students come to drink, the treatment will be different. The more courageous ones will not even roll their eyes, and it will be unclear who is taking advantage of whom.

The wine shop was booming and overcrowded. Master Ruan, who had turned from a blacksmith to a fairy in the early years, often came here to buy wine. As time went by, Huang Er’s family’s wine became the flagship of the town, and many outsiders were willing to buy it. Come here, take a breath of Dali's chief enshrining the immortal spirit of Ruan Shengren. The pastries here and the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane are doing very well now.

Zheng Dafeng stood at the door of the shop, a little worried. With so many sloppy men staring at him, he guessed that Erniang Huang was thin-skinned, so she must be embarrassed to tease herself. And now that the shop is bigger and has hired two handymen, Zheng Dafeng feels that the taste of drinking is not as good as before.

It's not like when the shop was quiet, but she was a big customer here. Huang Erniang was lying on the counter. When she saw her, it was like seeing her own man coming home. Every time, she would shake her waist, walk around the counter, and take a bite. Brother Dafeng, or he twisted his arm, and cursed the heartless ghost in a low voice, so that he would be crumbled into a peach cake.

She insisted on holding his arm high and walking into the shop together. How could there be such a heavy hidden weapon under the sun? It was very hurtful, Zheng Dafeng was afraid of hurting his arm, every time he sat down, he had to knead for a long time before he could lift the wine bowl.

Seven or eight wine tables were full of people. Zheng Dafeng planned to come back when there were fewer people. He never expected that there would be a table full of local men. One of them waved and said: "Hey, isn't this brother Dafeng? Come here. Sit here, let’s talk it over first. Today you’re treating us, we’ve been to weddings and weddings, I’ve given you so many drinks, and now you’re helping the gods on the mountain to look after the door. How generous you are. Sure enough, this man has money in his pocket, so he can afford it. Straighten."

The stooped Zheng Dafeng trotted over, sat on a bench with the man, and said with a smile: "Why should I invite guests? I am saving a wife's book. I am not as big-eyed as you, Liu, who sold two ancestral houses in the state." I bought two big houses and a lot of shops in one go in the city. How grand are they? I’m treating you to a treat? Isn’t this the face of a wealthy man that slaps your eyes? "

Big eyeballs is a local idiom, which means that people cannot be seen.

The man surnamed Liu wasn't angry at all, he was used to bickering with Zheng Dafeng, and they exchanged such little words with guns and sticks, drizzle, whoever gets angry loses.

The man has not come to the town often in recent years. The two ancestral houses occupying a large area have been sold long ago. He does not miss the old days. In the past, he would pass by when he went to the grave. Later, he didn’t even bother to go to the grave. The road was too far. During the Qingming Festival, On the side of the road outside the mansion in Zhoucheng, burn more yellow paper, and it will be regarded as filial piety.

The man lowered his voice and said: "Do you know that the widow in Mud Bottle Alley is really great now? She is really rich and powerful."

The man gave a thumbs up, "In terms of family background, now that pretty widow can count on this."

The man immediately regretted and said, "I had known there would have been more of them back then, otherwise, not to mention a few houses and shops in Zhoucheng, two or three streets would have to bear my surname!"

Zheng Dafeng poured a bowl of wine by himself. It was not the wine that Huang Erniang brought to his mouth with her own hands, and the taste was not much better. Zheng Dafeng first raised the wine bowl, offered a bowl of wine to everyone at the table, and drank it all in one gulp. , they are all former neighbors who are about the same age as Liu Dayanzi. Now they have a family business in Zhoucheng and live a life of happiness that they could not even dream of before. The yellow-faced woman who entered the house first, With the charming concubine who came into the house late, there was a lot of excitement all year round, plus those smart maids who were missing her, the ordinary days were more lively than the previous New Years.

Zheng Dafeng toasted, and except for a relatively honest acquaintance who offered a bowl in return, the others remained untouched and pretended not to notice.

Zheng Dafeng doesn't care about this. I just came here to drink. Why do I want to lose face?

Quickly pouring another bowl of wine, Zheng Dafeng wiped his lips and said with a smile, "I'm not sure. You didn't know Madam Gu very well back then, as you know."

Liu's eyes widened and he joked: "I'm surprised. You're also a pretty widow, the wife of the Gu family in Mu Ping Lane, and you're still soft-tempered. Why don't you go hook up with her? Why, you're just like Huang Erniang?"

Zheng Dafeng smiled.

The man on the other bench had a shrewd philistine look on his face. He was notoriously stingy back then. He looked careless and asked with a smile: "Dafeng, I heard that you are hanging out with that kid from Mud Bottle Alley now? Look at you. The more promising you are, the more you go back. In the early years, you were a gatekeeper, and you didn't care about heaven and earth. Now, why don't you feel ashamed to help a young man who is inferior to you? Besides, looking at you now, you don't seem to be following the trend. You have made a fortune. How about I help you? I have been a good brother for many years. Don’t you still have a small shabby house in the east of the town? I can help you find a rich buyer in the city? "

Zheng Dafeng started pouring wine again, and waved his hand: "No, my little nest, just lie down there, it's a big fart, if I fart to the east, the window paper in the west will shake, no It’s not worth the money.”

The man glanced at Liu Da, who immediately persuaded him: "Brother Dafeng, there is money everywhere on the ground in Zhoucheng. To be honest, there is a bunch of copper coins falling on the ground now, not gold." Money, I don’t mind bending over! If you sell that yellow mud house and go to Zhoucheng to settle down, what kind of beautiful wife can’t you get? Besides, when you go to Zhoucheng, our group of old brothers will be there. It would be better to help each other, wouldn't it be better than showing someone the door?"

Zheng Dafeng started to make the paste, and he didn't refuse, just dragging it on, so that he could have a drink next time they met.

In the end, everyone at the table had lost their patience with Zheng Dafeng, and they didn't even pay when they left.

Zheng Dafeng called a familiar face to sit down, and the familiar face called his acquaintance to drink, and then Zheng Dafeng wanted to rub oil on the soles of his feet.

Unexpectedly, the woman had sharp eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Dafeng, are you short of money in your pocket, or are you missing a handful in your crotch? If you are short of money and can't pay the wine bill, what does it have to do with us? We just don't have to pay for the drinks. But if something is missing, then I can’t help.”

Zheng Dafeng kept walking and pretended not to hear.

Huang Erniang slapped the table, "Zheng Dafeng! Get back here, I'm brave enough not to be afraid of the knife, so you can eat it as you like, but you dare to owe me the money for the drinks? Is the King of Heaven asking you to be a coward?"

The folk customs of the small town have always been simple.

Zheng Dafeng turned around, wandered to the counter, and laughed softly: "I'm short of money. When will I not be short of money? Is there any shortage of other things? Huang Erniang, you don't know yet? Brother Dafeng is a dragon, a tiger, and a tiger. , it is by no means a wasted reputation.”

Huang Erniang leaned against the counter and nibbled on melon seeds, "Why don't you gamble now? Did you go into the mountains and fall into a sow's nest?"

Zheng Dafeng said with a playful smile: "I gamble just for fun and never ask for money. Have you ever won when you saw me gambling?"

Then Zheng Dafeng said earnestly: "The tens of millions of dollars earned from the gambling table are just a piece of land by the river. The money for life and death has been going around for sixty years. The money for a skill is passed down to three generations. The money for crops is tens of millions. Year."

Huang Erniang rolled her eyes and said, "You just like to pretend to be a scholar."

Zheng Dafeng glanced at the woman's clothes, stretched out his hand and said, "Sister, what kind of fabric is this from? It's so strong, let Brother Dafeng take a look."

The woman was just eating melon seeds and trying not to hide. She really didn't believe that this guy dared to touch the fabric on her chest.

As expected, Zheng Dafeng retracted his hand angrily, pretended to find a step for himself, wiped the tabletop, and complained: "Sister, it's not like I'm talking about you, I don't even know how to find a job with hard-working hands and feet. Look at this tabletop." My son, it’s so oily that a fly can’t move even if it lands on it. If I’m not careful, will I be crushed to death by two mountains?”

The woman just sneered, "How dare you call me sister? Count on your fingers, how long has it been since you took care of the business of the shop?"

Zheng Dafeng lay on the counter, turned his head and glanced at the noisy wine table, and said with a smile: "What else do I need to take care of now? I have a few bowls of wine."

The woman took advantage of the rickety man to turn his head and look away. Her eyes turned red, but she quickly covered them up.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, many years have passed.

When she first opened this shop, she was still a young woman, and she was even more beautiful than she is now. She didn't have the wrinkles around her eyes, and her hands were even more supple. Back then, when she had the courage to serve wine to the guests , almost all the alcoholic eyeballs are looking at her chest, except for a young man who also looks at her chest, but he also likes to look at her little hands, and he can say a lot of pleasant things, all of which are like words in a book. , I don't quite understand it, but it makes people happy.

The shop was able to survive the early dismal years. The man in front of him helped a lot, not just drinking.

It's just that when she was the most beautiful back then, she patronized and was ashamed by those words, but now that she is older and knows more about the world, she is not so good-looking anymore.

She just felt that Zheng Dafeng was different from ordinary men.

The eyes and mouth are actually dishonest, but the hands are honest.

The woman didn't realize until later that this was the real honest man.

Zheng Dafeng turned his head, "Old rules, bookkeeping, by the way, give Brother Dafeng another bowl."

The woman dropped the bowl on the table, and went to pour the wine into the bowl herself. She faced the wine jar, and when she turned around and bent down, she knew that the man must be looking at her.

Huang Erniang poured the wine, leaned against the counter again, looked at the man who was sipping the wine, and said softly: "Liu Big Eyeball and his group are trying to get your house, so be careful. Maybe you will go back to town this time. It's coming for you."

Zheng Dafeng nodded, "It's still a girl who knows how to love others."

"Talking to you seriously!"

Huang Erniang slightly accentuated her tone, frowned and said: "Don't be careless, I heard that now that these people have money, they are not particular about doing business in Zhoucheng. The money fell into the hands of good people. In the pockets of these gangsters, you are a villain. Your dilapidated house is small, but the location is good. To the east of the town is the Immortal Tomb, and now it has become a martial temple. Over the years, how many high-ranking officials have gone to burn incense How big is it? You don’t know? But I also want to advise you, if you find a suitable buyer, just sell it, don’t hold it too close, and be careful that the yamen will buy it from you, when the time comes The price is suspended, and the price is as low as your feet, are you going to sell it or not? If you don’t sell it, will it stop in the future?”

Zheng Dafeng hummed.

So if you want to talk about dirty things, bad things, there are many in the market, and every household, who hasn't ordered chicken shit and dog shit? But if you want to say that you are smart and kind-hearted, there are actually a lot of them. Every household, who doesn't have a few bowls of clean rice?

The woman suddenly felt a little sad, "I'm getting old soon."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "That's right, your son is now a scholar, and I heard that he has the nickname of a little scholar? Why, Brother Dafeng never lied to you, right? The reading seeds of Er Ba Jing and the Spring Festival couplets in the wine shop were written by that child, they look good, sister, you can wait to enjoy the blessings in the future. Family heirlooms are not about money, but about accumulating virtue and doing good deeds.”

Huang Erniang glanced at him.

Zheng Dafeng pretended to be shy, and blocked it with a wine bowl, "Sister, your eyes are not serious, Brother Dafeng seems to be going out without clothes."

Huang Erniang was helpless.

She is really grateful to him for teaching the child. In the early years, the little widow carried a small oil bottle. She really wanted to cut off the meat and let the child eat, drink and wear warm clothes. No matter how big the child was, she couldn't bear it. Beating and scolding, the child will go wild, even dare to skip school, she just thinks it is not good, and she doesn't know how to teach, if she doesn't listen to persuasion, the child always agrees every time, or often goes to the river to touch her Fish, went up the mountain to catch snakes, and then Zheng Dafeng once drank, and in a lot of dirty talk, there was a saying that earning money requires skill, and you should be lenient to others, but you should not be lenient to your children and grandchildren.

Huang Erniang listened to it, and gave the child a good beating after a solid beating.

Huang Erniang said suddenly: "One-hearted, half-hearted, half-hearted, five-on-one, six-on-one, chaotic, almost inseparable, you are a coward."

This used to be Zheng Dafeng's cursing words when drinking in wine shops.

In fact, it doesn't have much strength, it's too sour, and it doesn't hurt to swear.

However, Erniang Huang thought it was quite interesting, so she remembered that it seemed that cursing was not the same way as those women who scolded first and then scratched their faces, and those country men.

Zheng Dafeng pretended not to understand, but began to complain about himself, "Single is sad and cold. What kind of poor way? The mice are hungry, and they have to move. The mosquitoes can barely drink a few sips of wine. If you have saved enough money for a daughter-in-law, what girl would want to do it?" Go to the door."

Huang Erniang asked with a smile, "How old is the girl?"

Zheng Dafeng glanced at the woman, and said with a smile: "Age, it doesn't matter how old or young, it's just that it should be older."

Huang Erniang threw a handful of melon seeds at the man.

Zheng Dafeng dodged, and when the bowl of wine was always finished, he put down the wine bowl, stretched out his hand and patted his face, tsk-tsk said: "Drink like a long whale and suck up hundreds of rivers, drunk like a jade mountain will collapse. Girl, you have good eyesight ah."

Huang Erniang sneered and said, "You're just a club. Get drunk, fall into the latrine, drown, or eat to death, it's up to you."

Zheng Dafeng said: "Let's go, the money will definitely be paid back in the future."

Huang Erniang suddenly asked, "Going out again?"

Zheng Dafeng said: "It's not too far away."

That land of blessed lotus roots is said to be near, but it is close to Luopo Mountain, and said to be far away, it is actually far away.

Huang Erniang lowered her voice, "I haven't suffered enough, what good is there out there?"

Zheng Dafeng turned his head and said with a smile: "I've seen a sentence in a book that Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, but in fact it is not as good as Huang Erniang."

Huang Erniang asked: "I have to leave? Drink money, if you owe it, you will always owe it."

Zheng Dafeng shook his head and left anyway.

The woman had been watching the man with the shoulders and back gradually going away, and she couldn't see clearly a long time ago.

Zheng Dafeng came to Yang's shop to help out temporarily, the Zaohui junior sister Su Dian, and the unresponsive junior Shi Lingshan have gone to practice now.

At present, there is only one Yang family boy in the shop looking after the business, Zheng Dafeng has a thicker skin now, even if he is still not treated well by his master, anyway, he just stays in the front shop and does not go to the backyard to bother his old man.

Approaching the shop, Zheng Dafeng quietly dissipated the smell of alcohol and entered the shop. The young man dozed off there and heard the sound of Zheng Dafeng moving the small bench. Dafeng has not been around for a year or two, and he doesn't like to get involved. A bachelor who guards the gate, travels far away, loses half his life outside, and runs back in despair to continue guarding the gate. How promising can he be? If the old man of the Yang family hadn't said a few insignificant words, a scruff like Zheng Dafeng wouldn't even be able to rely on his relationship with the old man in the backyard to help the shop.

The Yang family has not been going well in recent years, and even the younger brothers of the Yang family are not doing well. In the past, the four surnames and ten clans, aside from a few, directly moved to Dali City with their families. As long as there are some people left in their hometown Yes, they are all tossing around in Zhoucheng, and they are getting better and better, and they are making money every day, so those who are young and have a little ambition are more jealous, while the old man of the Yang family is secretly cold-hearted. I don't want to take care of it anymore, a group of unworthy descendants, let it go.

The old man's only confidence is the prescription from old man Yang in the backyard.

But for this business, there are only three people in the whole family, which happens to be three generations, so it is enough to eliminate the worry of missing out.

When there are many children and grandchildren, those who are in charge of the family like to give more to those who are really promising. If they have no money, they will support them. They will not die of hunger. Those who can earn money will only get richer.

Zheng Dafeng moved a bench to sit at the door of the shop, basking in the sun does not cost money, does not bask in the sun, enjoys the flowers and the moon on the mountain, and joins the fun in the market below, two good things.

Zheng Dafeng looked up at the sun, everything can be seen in the blue sky?

I watched it like this for a long time, it was like this when I was a child, after watching it for a long time, it was not dazzling, and I didn't feel much. Later, Zheng Dafeng learned boxing and martial arts, so he didn't think much about it.

Zheng Dafeng withdrew his gaze and patted his knees, "Last year I hoped that this year would be good, but this year is still a ragged jacket. This year I think about next year, next year"

The young man at the counter muttered, "It's noisy."

Zheng Dafeng turned his head and smiled, "Is he dead?"

The young man stared and said, "How are you talking!"

Zheng Dafeng asked with a puzzled face: "Don't use your mouth, can you use your butt?"

The young man patted the table, "Zheng Dafeng, keep your mouth clean for me!"

Zheng Dafeng smiled, raised his hand and pressed a few times, and said patiently: "Keep your voice down, the tables of our common people are either used to put rice bowls or incense burners, and there is nothing else to do. Take it easy, such as the abacus, it doesn't matter. So don't slap the table, the gods of the world are disrespectful, it's not worth it."

The young man sneered and said: "Don't you fucking talk nonsense here. You are a cripple and a hunchback. You have been treated as a watchdog for the rest of your life. You really treat this shop as your own home?!"

A bull's horn piercing someone is worse than a knife's mouth piercing someone.

It's just that what Zheng Dafeng had the most to learn from was not his martial arts with senior brother Li Er, but his verbal kung fu.

There are not many people in the small town, but this master of tricks has the most.

Niping Lane and Xinghua Lane are all outstanding people and masters come forth in large numbers.

It's just that Chen Pingan, the boring gourd, didn't make any moves during that period of youth. In fact, this kung fu was accumulating internal strength day after day.

Zheng Dafeng was overjoyed immediately, Sudian was too stubborn, and Shi Lingshan was too naive, finally someone who could talk and chat came, and he was so excited, Zheng Dafeng moved the stool closer to the threshold, and said with a smile: "Yang Shu, I heard Do you always like to go to the Tiefu Jiangshui Temple to burn incense? Do you know the real rules of burning incense? Among other things, this kind of thing, you have to pay attention to the old score, right? Do you know why you have to hold the incense in your left hand? ? Then do you know that you are left-handed, so that would be bad?"

The young man named Yang Shu was a little swayed in his heart, but his expression was still disdainful, and he didn't bother to talk to him.

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "Fifteen loves the wife next door. Thirty likes other people's sons. Fifty-six is ​​a good daughter-in-law of his family. The third wife of the Yang family has a good family style."

Yang Shu blushed immediately, and as soon as he pulled up the abacus, he slammed it hard at that bastard.

The owner of the Yang family's three-bedroom family did not have a good reputation on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane. He was the kind of rich man who "unknotted his belt".

Zheng Dafeng reached out to catch the abacus, "This is your Yang family's money-making property, so you can't throw it away. If it breaks, who will you pay for it? I'm barefoot, and you have a little money. Even if you pour dirty water on me, it will work." Do you think who will pay in the end? Now you are waiting to go to the city to earn that unconscionable side fortune. Let me see, or don’t go. Read some books, you can't do it, and if you have a few more cubs with handles, there is still hope that you can rely on your descendants to honor your ancestors."

Yang Shu's face turned ashen, trembling with anger.

Zheng Dafeng shook his head and raised his hand, "Don't fight with me, my shots are neither light nor heavy, after this punch, you probably will start practicing Zuiquan, the kind of self-taught."

Yang Shu was about to bypass the counter, not fight, and go home.

Suddenly the curtain was lifted, and the old man said: "Yang Shu, you are not ashamed to compete with a gatekeeper?"

Yang Shu snorted coldly, but there was a step down, and he still had to leave Yang's shop, but his pace was slower and he walked more steadily.

When Yang Shu crossed the threshold close to the side of the gate, and finally went away, the old man Yang, who rarely came to the front of the shop, came to the door and said, "It's fun to compete with a trash? Can the other party understand human language?"

Zheng Dafeng had already stood up, trying to straighten his back as much as possible.

It is the most important thing for the elderly to accept apprentices, to respect the teacher, respect the way and offer incense.

Zheng Dafeng followed the old man to the backyard. The old man lifted the curtain, and when he passed the threshold, he put it down casually.

Old man Yang sat on the steps of the main room, knocked on the cigarette rod, and picked up the cigarette pouch on his waist.

Soon the puffing began again.

The thin bamboo tobacco stem was given by others, and the tobacco leaves were given by that little bastard Li Huai. After these years, the tobacco stem has changed from the original green color to a light bamboo yellow after being rubbed and smoked.

Old man Yang said: "What's the point of going to a small blessed land of lotus roots?"

Zheng Dafeng said: "Anyway, it's a world of grandeur."

Old man Yang glanced sideways at this disciple.

Being too smart is never a good thing.

Zheng Dafeng said helplessly: "Listen to Master."

Come on, now I really have to go far away.

Old man Yang said: "When you get there, start over again. The road will be more difficult, but as long as the road is not difficult, there will be more people. The reason why Fan Junmao became Nanyue Mountain Lord instead of you is not without reason."

Zheng Dafeng just listened to the teaching anyway.

Old man Yang asked: "Why do you think it was at this time that the fifth world was opened up for Confucianism? You know, that world has been discovered a long time ago."

Zheng Dafeng replied: "In case the great battle is imminent, all the schools of thought will not help, but instead drag their feet and make trouble in their nests. Now there is an extra piece of the world out of thin air, and if you have the ability, fight for it."

Old man Yang asked again: "Do you know why Taoism and Buddhism are the most tolerant of Taoism and Buddhism? Do you say that there is a place for Confucian academies and Buddhist temples in Qingming Tianxia?"

Zheng Dafeng's expression was dignified, and he would never be able to think of an answer to this question on his own.

Old man Yang waved his hand to disperse the smoke, and asked: "I used to call the saints of the Three Religions as Pixiu, right?"

Zheng Dafeng nodded.

The old man smiled and said, "I just don't know who it is that will slap me first."

Now Master, on his side, doesn't mind talking more.

But Zheng Dafeng somewhat misses the bleak early years when "Master seldom talks, but crosses".

Zheng Dafeng froze suddenly.

Old Man Yang sneered and said, "Finally remembered? I thought you were not as smart as Li Er, and you never convinced me."

Li Er once reminded Zheng Dafeng, think about it carefully, why Master never speaks more than ten words to you.

When Zheng Dafeng was dark under the lamp, he just thought that Master felt that he was an eyesore and was unwilling to say another word.

ten.

Martial arts ten realms.

At the beginning, I was in the martial arts realm at the peak of the Yuanyou realm, and traveled south to the old dragon city, guarding the dusty shop, and then met Chen Pingan, and then broke the realm, almost, really just almost, and broke two bottlenecks in a row , From the eighth realm directly to the tenth realm!

Old man Yang sneered and said, "If you had the ability to let me say one more word back then, you would have already reached the tenth realm. How could there be so many smoky things now. You wandered here and there, and asked with Qi Jingchun, and with that old man Yao Just chatting, so what? Is it the tenth realm or the eleventh realm now? Well, multiplying by two is almost enough."

Zheng Dafeng is quite used to such a master.

But Zheng Dafeng seldom spoke back once, "Mr. Qi and old man Yao are still very knowledgeable. It's because I have poor comprehension and can't learn the subtleties."

"Did I tell you that your understanding is good?"

Old man Yang twisted some shredded tobacco, with a sneer on his face, "What is the most painful thing about a house? The window paper is broken? The door is broken? Is this a big deal? It's the apricot flower in Niping Lane." The poor families in the alley, this little sewing money, still can’t get it out? Just say that Chen Ping’an’s ancestral house, a big kid, carried a hatchet, and went up and down the mountain, and he could replace the old with a new one. You can learn from other people’s principles. No matter how well you do it, if you think you know it well, it’s actually just a job of posting door gods and hanging Spring Festival couplets. In just one year, the wind and rain will fade away.”

Zheng Dafeng said: "It's a change of pillars, a big fight."

Old man Yang nodded and said: "Do you think other people's principles are really so easy to learn? The original beams and pillars have to be removed, which is a major overhaul of the mind. This is the real meaning of cultivating the mind. Competing with yourself, you have to endure."

Old man Yang sighed, "Let's not talk about it, let's talk about Qi Jingchun, who asked Xin Yijiazi in Lizhu Cave, but couldn't come up with a 'natural' way, and look at Chen Pingan, how much do you think he thinks he knows?" One truth? Not many, just a few. Being a human being, what kind of person am I? Studying, how to understand the world. Practice, how to gain a foothold, survive in the world, how to get along with the world and live better. It’s just these three things, just a few principles, whether you are a good person or not, how little can add up, and being a really good person, is it complicated? It’s so simple, but is it easy to do? It’s hard.”

Old man Yang can roughly guess the background of Qi Jingchun's knowledge back then.

The ancestor of Taoism once said, lose morality and then come to virtue, lose virtue and then benevolence, lose benevolence and then come righteousness.

Qi Jingchun was probably thinking of a way to solve this matter, maybe trying to push back, not the sequence, but the sequence.

Even Qi Jingchun's thoughts and concerns were bigger than this.

It's a pity that everything has passed.

Zheng Dafeng asked: "The disciple?"

Old man Yang asked back: "It is up to the master to lead the disciples to practice. Does it still need the master to teach the disciples how to eat and shit?"

Zheng Dafeng said: "When I go to that world, I should think about it carefully."

Old man Yang raised his hand, shook his sleeves, and fell out of the small pocket temple that had been refined and put away. The old man waved his palm, and the golden light flashed away, sinking into the center of Zheng Dafeng's eyebrows.

Zheng Dafeng remained motionless.

Old man Yang said: "Return the property to the original owner and put it on my side. It won't be an eyesore. I won't look at it anyway. It's just a shame."

Those golden lights are the soul of Zheng Dafeng.

Zheng Dafeng stood up, bent over and clasped his fists, "The disciple thanked Master for preaching and protecting the Tao."

Old man Yang swallowed his breath.

Zheng Dafeng sat down immediately.

Just standing there, not very respectful.

Zheng Dafeng turned his head to look, and not long after, a young man in Confucian shirt with flying eyebrows walked in, carrying a bamboo box and holding a walking stick.

Zheng Dafeng sullenly.

The travel-worn young man walked quickly to Old Man Yang, knelt down, kneaded his shoulders, and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, your muscles and bones are still strong, like a young and strong boy, it's not too much to marry a wife. Dafeng you It's true, how can you be an apprentice without knowing how to help your master find someone? It's hard for you to find a daughter-in-law, is it also difficult to find a teacher's wife?"

Old man Yang doesn't care.

Zheng Dafeng was no longer surprised.

The sky is big and the earth is big, probably only Li Huai dared to treat the old man like this.

Old man Yang asked: "Going to study at Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain again?"

Li Huai just sat down on the ground, "That's the second thing, I'm going to fight Pei Qian, of course it's Wen Dou, we haven't seen each other for a few years, and she and I have accumulated a lot of property, so why don't we make an appointment to fight in the Patriarch Hall of Jise Peak?" In the square outside, there is a grand event in the Jianghu where the top masters fight. She walked to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and met in the academy earlier, and she said that she must pack up her treasures and fight again later. "

Li Huai said with regret: "It's a pity that Li Baoping went to travel alone. It's okay if I lose Pei Qian. If I accidentally win her, I'm afraid I won't be able to get down Luopo Mountain without Li Baoping's help."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "Is there anyone else you are afraid of?"

Li Huai nodded and said, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid of Mr. Qi, I'm afraid of Aquarius, I'm afraid of Pei Qian, I'm afraid of so many teachers and masters in the academy."

Zheng Dafeng joked: "Is Chen Ping'an afraid?"

Li Huai thought about it seriously, and said: "With him here, I won't be afraid."

On Fulu Street, there are Li Xisheng, a scholar who traveled far away to Luzhou in Beiju, Li Baoping, who studied in Dasui Shanya Academy, and Zhao Yao, who traveled far away to Shenzhou, Middle Earth.

In Taoye Lane, there is Xie Ling, the direct heir of the Longquan Sword Sect, Tao Ya, a maid from the Wei family who went to Dali Capital, and Lin Shouyi, who is peaceful in cultivating Taoism and studying well.

In Niping Lane, there is Chen Pingan, who went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Gu Can, who set off a turbulent wave in Shujian Lake and began to dormant again, and Song Jixin, who became the king of Dali Fan, and his maid Zhigui.

In Xinghua Lane, there is Ma Kuxuan, who is known as the young genius leader of Yizhou.

Li Liu and Li Huai are siblings.

Dong Shuijing is a businessman.

Yang's shop, there are also Su shop, Shilingshan.

Those with the best luck in a small town often have strong roots, such as Li Huai and Gu Can. Gu Can was actually the one with the largest number of fallen leaves on the old pagoda tree. Without anyone noticing, that little slug back then filled a big bag. When I returned to Niping Lane and was reminded by Chen Pingan, I found so many locust leaves in my pocket.

The one with the hardest life is probably Chen Pingan.

But all of this, the children and teenagers in the streets and alleys of Lizhu Dongtian in the past, nearly fifteen years have passed in a blink of an eye, and it is not smooth sailing for everyone to have their own opportunities, opportunities and achievements.

Unknowingly, in the past fifteen years, many children in the small town have already reached the age of weak crowns, and the group of young boys back then will even stand in their thirties.