Chapter 93 There is a word on the wall

On a hillside that is no more than ten feet high, there are more than twenty people standing scattered. They are wearing unknown clothes, but their faces and eyes all seem to be carved out of the same mold.

A burly man knelt on one knee and was carefully examining two stiff corpses. He opened the eyelids of one corpse with his fingers, revealing eyeballs like ice-cracked porcelain shards.

A short woman who put on the cotton clothes of a market woman slowly walked up the hillside, followed by the woman holding a sword and the old man with a white face.

She did not approach the two corpses, covered her nose, and asked in a thick nasal voice: "Wang Yifu, what do you say?"

Wang Yifu sighed: "Both of them were killed. The master killed him with one strike, leaving his body intact, but his meridians were shattered and his internal organs were completely rotten."

The woman's face was gloomy and uncertain, "We have such powerful martial arts masters in Da Li, and there are two of them. Colleagues, our vassal prince has always been responsible for border surveillance, so why didn't he catch any clues this time? It's impossible that he let the fish slip through the net on purpose, right?"

Wang Yifu is a little confused. Hesitating, "Madam, if I am not mistaken, it was done by one person."

The woman suddenly narrowed her eyes and said with an imposing manner, "What did you say?!"

Wang Yifu pointed out Pointing at the necks of the two people, a thin red line appeared, "The line between the two deceased people is closely connected with each other, and it is clear that one person wiped it across with a knife."

The woman took a deep breath. , trying his best not to reveal his anger and murderous intentions too obviously, and said with a smile: "When did Fengxue Temple become so invincible? A random guy who comes out for no reason can kill people as easily as he kills chickens? Who are these two people, you? Wang Yifu doesn’t know, but Xu Hunran knows. Come on, let’s talk about it and let our General Wang hear it like thunder."

Xu Hunran looked embarrassed and explained hard: "One of them has just reached the seventh place in martial arts. A master of the realm, proficient in boxing, and good at close combat. One is an eighth-floor monk who also practices flying swords and Taoist talismans. In the past twenty years, the two have joined forces to assassinate six times without ever missing a beat. Now they are even more important, Zhu Ye, under the command of the empress. Ting's A-word master."

The woman was extremely angry, but she had been suppressing it. At this time, she turned her anger on the first swordsman of Da Li and said in a sharp voice: "Xu Hunran! Their names! The dead have names too!”

The old man was horrified and lowered his head slightly: “The warrior’s name is Li Hou and the monk’s name is Hu Yinglin. "Thank you for your hard work."

The woman's expression improved slightly, but soon her face became slumped, and she said feebly: "Yes, Li Hou and Hu Yinglin, Ye Qing, the mainstay of your Lu Dynasty at the border, were The two men killed did not die in the enemy's territory or on the battlefield, but died on our own territory."

The woman may have realized her gaffe. It was a joke for Wang Yifu to attack the Lu family that the military general once loyal to, "It's ridiculous. At first we thought that Ye Qing was such an important figure., there will definitely be several great Qi practitioners around him to protect him secretly. In order to get rid of him, I even had to join forces with my uncle. Unexpectedly, from infiltrating the border, sneaking in to kill people, and then retreating after success, the Lu Dynasty did not react at all. He, Ye Qing, just annoyed a few border fairy forces, but was he isolated to this extent in the court? Didn’t Emperor Lu admire the Immortal on the Mountain the most? Why is there only one Immortal family sect that is willing to accompany you Lu to be buried? ”

After saying this, the woman felt refreshed and felt much happier. As expected, she is not afraid of hardship, as long as there are people around her who are suffering more, she can enjoy blessings, but she cannot enjoy more blessings around her.

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This is probably the reason why she is willing to give one of her children to Cui Han, the national master, instead of Qi Jingchun of Shanya Academy.

It saves worry and effort, and she is not afraid of being bullied when she grows up. Will cry to find his parents.

Wang Yifu's face flashed with sadness.

General Ye Qing, a loyal and loyal man of the country, guarded the border for the Lu family for thirty years. He successfully blocked three large-scale offensives from the Dali frontier army. Song Changjing almost died in battle once, and he cursed Ye Qing for being a stubborn old man countless times. But in the end, after Ye Qing died, the Lu family died. The imperial court even argued about the issue of posthumous titles for ten years. The key point was that even so, they did not give them too high a posthumous title. As a result, the 60,000 elite frontier troops who were still capable of fighting slowly lost their military morale. .

The first thing Song Changjing did when he passed by was to go to this person’s grave to offer a toast in person. Afterwards, the Li Ministry of Rites criticized him and Song Changjing was given a huge discount. His face was swollen, "Am I the only one in Dali who has heroes? ”

Emperor Da Li read three big words of good in succession and laughed endlessly. The Emperor Longyan was delighted, but in the end he said with a smile to the eunuch beside him, these words were the emperor’s younger brother’s innermost thoughts. As for this A few words, he must have asked the knife hunter to do it for him.

The woman had been observing the face of the subjugated general. Although she was not completely relieved about it.

If he loses his humanity, he must have perseverance. What can he do except restore the country?

Then Wang Yifu is really looking for death.

If Wang Yifu only knows how to fight and kill, and he can be so meticulous in his acting, then he is considered capable.

But she is not afraid either.

Wang Yifu asked: "The detailed identity of the man with the sword has still not been found out?

The woman holding the sword shook her head and said: "There is no result yet. For this kind of thing, weIt’s hard to come and ask Master Ruan, let alone the group of Fengxue Temple military monks. We can only rely on Da Li’s own intelligence agency to find clues, and it’s not convenient for the empress to intervene in border intelligence affairs..."

Stop here, the young woman stopped talking.

This involves an undercurrent at the highest level of the Dali government.

Wang Yifu asked: "Is there any. Maybe it’s the Li family’s retinue named Zhu He who is actually hiding something secretly? "

The woman sneered: "That guy is only at the fifth level of martial arts, he is not worth mentioning. The Li family doesn't even have the guts to cause trouble under my nose. "

The old swordsman sighed, "This is a bit difficult to handle.

The woman smiled charmingly and said, "Is it difficult to do it?" Very easy to handle, return to Beijing immediately! I went to cry with His Majesty the Emperor. ”

After all, in this matter, someone else broke Dali’s rules first, so His Majesty the Emperor is willing to stand up for her.

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Li Baoping had a brand-new small bookcase, and the large and small objects in the basket had to be moved. The two people, one large and one small, took this opportunity to find a secluded place away from Li Huai and others during their break, and secretly took inventory. To prevent loss or damage,

Chen Pingan also took off his backpack.

It was guessed that it was a gift from Mr. Qi because it was on top of Chen Pingan’s head at the time. Chen Pingan and Li Baoping both thought it was Mr. Qi who put on the jade hairpin for no reason. Chen Pingan usually kept the locust wood sword in his backpack, but only took it out and put it on his knees in the dead of night. When exposed to sunlight, the young man's mind will be peaceful and peaceful.

A yellow snake gallstone will reflect a trace of beautiful golden veins. The remaining twelve small and exquisite snake gallstones have lost their original bright colors, but their texture is delicate and still good.

Li Baoping couldn't put it down, holding the yellow snake gallstone in his palm. He said: "Uncle, please don't sell this one. Even if you want to sell the other twelve stones in the future, you must find a buyer who knows the goods, otherwise we will definitely lose money." "

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Of course. ”

There is also a one-foot-long black stone in the backpack, which looks very similar to the Dragon Slaying Platform, but Chen Pingan is not sure. He remembers that Miss Ning said that she wanted to make the Dragon Slaying Platform separately. The best sword-sharpening stone in the world not only requires some swordsman to take action, but also requires the destruction of a very valuable weapon. Of course, for the young man at present, very powerful or very precious weapons and objects can be directly traded with valuable weapons. Hook.

Just like for the girl who returned, the opponent's combat power can be directly linked to how many Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan knows that this is absolutely impossible. Was it Master Ruan who gave it to him, did Mr. Qi give him the locust wood sword and the sword-sharpening stone? Or was it that the fairy woman in white clothes used magical powers? Or was it secretly kept by Miss Ruan?

Chen Pingan has a headache.

Miss Ruan left one gold ingot, two silver ingots and a bag of ordinary copper coins in Li Baoping's basket. One time Li Baoping accidentally opened his money bag, and Chen Ping'an was shocked to find that there was a gold and copper coin inside.

This winning money was definitely left secretly by Ruan Xiu.

This shocked Chen Pingan and made him sweat profusely. If he had been careless and failed to discover the truth, and then accidentally spent this copper coin as an ordinary copper coin, Chen Ping'an would have wanted to slap himself twice when he thought of the consequences.

Chen Ping'an kept everything neatly and neatly, like a woman who was accustomed to careful calculations, running a small home.

Every time Li Baoping saw this scene, he wanted to laugh, thinking that his junior uncle was really good at getting along.

How good of a girl will she have to be in the future to be worthy of her junior uncle?

The little girl found it difficult to find, so she felt a little sad.

A sneaky child sneaked over. After being discovered by Li Baoping, he looked at the small bookbox at her feet and said to Chen Pingan: "Chen Pingan, if you make me a little bamboo The box is bigger and prettier than Li Baoping's, so I'll call you Junior Uncle, what do you think?"

Chen Pingan glanced at him and said nothing.

Li Huai was a little anxious and decided to give in, "It will be as big as Li Baoping's small bookcase. Is that okay?"

Chen Ping'an accidentally discovered that Li Baoping Huai's boots were already in tatters, with his toes exposed, and he said, "I'll make you two pairs of straw sandals later."

Li Huai was furious and jumped to his feet: "I don't care about those tattered straw sandals, I want them." It’s a book box! It’s a book box used to store sages’ books! I, Li Huai, am also a disciple of Mr. Qi!”

Chen Ping’an frowned, “Go aside.”

Li. Huai was stunned and looked at Chen Ping'an's face carefully. After the two looked at each other, Li Huai suddenly felt a little scared and guilty. For the first time, this child, who was fearless, did not retaliate and cursed, and left angrily. He just ran out for a few steps and turned around. He said confidently: "Don't forget the straw sandals. You need two pairs. You can wear them interchangeably."

Chen Pingan nodded.

When Li Huai ran away, the little girl said with admiration on her face: "Uncle Master, you are so awesome. You don't know. I can only convince Li Huai. The quarrel is No, even if Mr. Qi tries to reason with him, Li Huai doesn't like to hear it."

Chen Pingan reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, then picked up the backpack and said, "Get ready to leave, we will go for two days. , we will see Daliyi Road soon."

The little girl picked up the small bookcase.

Little girl, red cotton-padded jacket, green bamboo box.

Actually, A Liang was holding it in very hard and really wanted to tell the whole family that if our little treasure bottle wasn't cute enough, it would make people laugh to death just by dressing up in this color.

Li Baoping suddenly said: "This Li Huai is a bit like the slug in Mud Bottle Lane, my uncle."

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, as if he had never compared the two words together. After thinking about it carefully, he shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like it. If you have the chance to meet Gu Can in the future, you will understand."

The little girl said oh, it was just a casual mention anyway, and she quickly began to imagine what Daliyi Road was like.

Chen Pingan is actually the same as Li Baoping. At first, he felt that the slug Gu Can and Li Huai were somewhat similar, but after getting along for a long time, you will find that the two are very different.

Li Huai and Gu Can seem to have similar personalities. They look like they have a nest of centipedes and scorpions in their mouths. They are very poisonous and can make people very angry with just one sentence. In Chen Pingan's eyes, they are actually quite different. , also heartless and from a poor background, Gu Can seems to be a thief, and can roll his eyes faster than anyone else, but Gu Can's shrewdness beyond his years is more of a self-preservation, Li Huai is a pure little hedgehog who pricks anyone he catches. This is because after all, Li Huai’s parents are still alive and he has an older sister. His temperament is not complicated. He has gone to school and studied, and his classmates are blind. The children are older children like Li Baoping, Lin Shouyi and Shi Chunjia. Generally speaking, Li Huai has not suffered much.

Gu Can was different. Her mother, who had pulled him along when he was growing up, had to be said to have hurt him at times, allowing him to experience the warmth and coldness of human relationships at such a young age. Chen Pingan had seen this with his own eyes. , a drunk man smelling of alcohol walked out of Mud Bottle Alley cursing. When he saw Gu Can returning home from playing, he didn’t say anything. He walked over and kicked Gu Can hard in the stomach. After Gu Can fell to the ground, he kicked her hard. He stomped on his head hard, and the big kid hugged his belly and huddled against the wall, unable to cry.

If Chen Pingan hadn't happened to meet him when he was out, rushed over, punched the man so hard that he staggered back, and then quickly picked up Gu Can and went to Yang's shop, God knows whether the root cause of his illness would have been traced.

I also hold grudges even more. I have a small account book in my heart. I remember each account very clearly. Which shrew scolded his mother in the street today, and which shameless man teased his mother with his talk? Dear, he remembers everything. Maybe as he grows older, some things and details have been forgotten, but Gu Can will definitely never forget his hateful impression of a certain person. Of course, Gu Can remembered the man who gave him the two feet, his name, which alley he lived in, and who was in his family. Gu Can knew it all clearly. When he was alone with Chen Pingan in private, he always yelled. He wanted to dig up the man's ancestral grave, and also said that the man had a daughter, and when she grew up, he would sleep with her and bully her to death.

Children at that time didn’t know what sleeping meant at all. They only knew that many mothers-in-law and men liked to “joke”. In words related to their mother, women said “stealing” and men said “stealing”. Often with the word "sleep" in mind.

Chen Ping'an still remembers the child, who was only over four years old. His childish little face was ferocious, full of fierce light and stern eyes.

Chen Pingan is a little worried. Of course he hopes that Gu Can will live a better life than anyone else, but at the same time, from the bottom of his heart, he does not want Gu Can to become Cai Jinjian or Fu Nanhua.Such a magical person.

Looking at the absent-minded young master, Li Baoping asked: "What's wrong?"

In the past, Chen Pingan would have said it was okay, but now he spoke straight to the point. He said, "I'm afraid that next time I see Slug, I won't recognize him."

Li Baoping said doubtfully: "Children grow up very fast. If after four or five years, seven or eight It’s normal for you not to know each other since we just met each other years ago.”

Chen Ping’an grinned, more like cheering himself up: “I believe Gu Can will always be the slug from Mud Bottle Alley. . ”

It doesn’t matter whether you recognize yourself or not. As long as the child lives well, that's better than anything else.

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There was a fault and rock cliff in the river bed of Tiefu River, which fell rapidly, and the water downstream suddenly surged.

Chen Ping'an stood on a stone cliff by the river and practiced boxing, walking back and forth in six steps.

A Liang did not know when he stood on the edge of the stone cliff.

The water is splashing, the water is roaring, and the water mist is filled. Fortunately, in late spring, the cold has dropped, and it does not seem to be bone-chilling.

A Liang said loudly: "It's not very interesting for you to practice this boxing. This stance is a very basic small frame, which can be found in any Jianghu sect, but the standing stance is pretty sloppy. At least it can help you survive, just like the medicinal materials used to survive. It is not expensive, but it is good to give the right medicine."

The young man listened and smiled without saying anything.

Because old man Yao said that you should not be discouraged when practicing boxing.

A Liang nodded, "But an interesting thing can be done by interesting people. It's not a big problem if you practice boxing like this. Martial arts is a real dripping diamond. Damn it. It's just water grinding."

After Chen Pingan finished practicing, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "A-Liang, aren't you that Immortal Wei Jin?"

Ah? Liang smiled and said: "Of course not. He recited poems in the same way, and his wine quality was extremely poor. When he got high, he liked to have snot and tears. He was worse than Li Huai. How could I be such a person? "

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect A Liang to be so straightforward, "The donkey and the wine gourd?"

A Liang rolled his eyes and said: "Of course they are from Wei and Jin. "I'm not as poor as he is, but I like drinking. I can't do anything like riding a donkey to see the mountains and rivers. It would make me anxious to death."

Chen Ping'an asked cautiously: "He." Isn't he dead?"

A Liang smiled and said, "Why should I kill him to get treasure?"

Chen Ping'an looked at A Liang and shook his head. , "I believe you won't kill him."

A Liang picked up the wine gourd that was supposed to be used to raise the sword and took a sip of wine. "He gave me this small sword gourd. I taught him the art of sword-riding, and the boy suddenly broke through the bottleneck, so he went into seclusion. As a reward, he gave me the gourd. Don't think it was me who took advantage, it was him who made a lot of money.. I'm just helping to look after the donkey. ”

It is very difficult to break through the ten arms of Fengxue Temple’s military swordsmen.

However, A Liang did not want to explain this to Chen Ping’an too clearly.< /p>

The road must be walked step by step.

Chen Pingan was a little strange and asked: "Why didn't Master Ruan recognize you? "

A Liang found a place to sit and shook the silver-white small gourd. "The natal sword energy in the gourd is still there and is not damaged. This means that the owner is still alive, both soul and body." Complete. Your Dongbaopingzhou is a small place. Ruan Qiong doesn't think there are too scary masters here. Not only can they kill Wei Jin in an instant, but they can also be so fast that they can't even contact Wei Jin's flying sword. "

Chen Pingan said in surprise: "A small place? Some people say that there are hundreds of dynasties in our Eastern Aquarius continent, but we have not yet reached the border of Dali. "

A Liang turned around and threw the wine bottle to the young man standing next to him, "You also know that he is 'walking', come on, come on, have a drink, a man can't drink, so he just walked away in vain. . ”

“Don’t drink. Zhu He said that those who practice martial arts cannot drink alcohol. "Chen Pingan carefully took the wine gourd, sat next to A Liang, and handed it back to him, but A Liang didn't take it. Chen Pingan had to hold it carefully in his arms, looked at the river, and sighed softly: "That's right, I've seen people stampede on the wine gourd. There are many gods flying around on swords and flying over the heads of our town. "

A Liang is a little annoyed when he hears Zhu He now, but this guy next to him likes to compare himself with Zhu He.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "A Liang, you Can you really teach Wei and Jin swordsmanship? Then aren't you even more powerful than Zhu He? "

Here we go again.

A Liang sighed, "I just have a good temper, and I don't have the same experience as you. "

Chen Ping'an was really curious about this matter and asked the question, "Is it much more powerful? "

A Liang snatched the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said with disgust on his face: "Go, go, go." "

Chen Pingan laughed loudly, turned to look at the depressed-looking man in a bamboo hat, blinked, and said hehe, "Actually, I know you are much better than Zhu He. "

A Liang finally felt better.

Chen Ping'an immediately added, with a sincere tone: "I don't think the two Zhuhes can beat you. "

A Liang said helplessly: "If you really want to flatter me, can you be a little sincere and remove the word 'maybe'? "

Chen Pingan remained silent, raised the corners of his mouth, looked at the mighty green waterfall, and suddenly said: "A-Liang, thank you. "

A Liang drank the wine one sip at a time and asked casually: "Huh? Thank you for what I did. I neither taught you boxing nor sword practice. "

Chen Ping'an sat cross-legged, habitually placing his hands and ten fingers on his chest, practicing Jianlu Boxing, "After meeting you, I feel that the outside world is not so scary. Because I discovered that there are good people out there, not all of them.They are all capable of bullying people at will. Li Huai and Zhu Lu said so about you along the way, but they never got angry.

A Liang smiled and took a sip of wine, and said slowly, "This praise came so unexpectedly that I took a sip of wine to calm down." But is your kid also scared? Dare to kill a young immortal figure in an alley, dare to confront a mountain-moving ape head-on? Dare to take the little treasure vase out and travel to the Sui Dynasty without saying anything? You are so courageous. "

Chen Pingan said softly: "Some things are done because they have to be done, but that doesn't mean I'm not afraid at all. I am just an apprentice kiln worker who makes porcelain, how dare I be? "

A Liang nodded, "That's the truth. "

The two were speechless, only the sound of water.

A Liang was the first to break the silence and asked: "What if you did something very popular in a very famous place? thing, and then you can carve a big character that will be passed down for thousands of years. Which character will you choose? "

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "It should be my last name. My parents are both named Chen. It would be great to carve the word Chen. "

A Liang shook his head and sighed, "It's so tacky, not like me. "

A Liang quickly explained to himself: "It's normal. Strange men like me are rare after all. Cattle and sheep live in herds on the plains, and tigers walk alone in the mountains. So lonely. ”

The man in the bamboo hat may have said that he was moved, so he quickly took a big gulp of wine.

The boy in straw sandals suddenly grinned, grinning so hard that he couldn’t close his mouth from ear to ear. , seemed to be thinking of very happy things.

This is definitely a rare thing.

So A Liang asked: "What are you thinking about, Silly Lehe?"

The young man blushed a little and said with a shy face: "If you can carve more words, then I will write the name of my beloved girl on that wall."

A Liang bared his teeth and clicked his tongue: "Then burn more incense and pray that your future wife's name will only have two characters. If it is three characters or four characters, haha." "

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, "Is there anyone else whose name has four characters? Isn't that weird? "

A Liang patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Chen Ping'an, study more in the future. "

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed.

A Liang woke up suddenly, "Chen Pingan, do you have a girl you like? ! Who is it, tell me quickly, it will make me happy! "

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes with a smile, shook his head and said: "No. "

A Liang pointed at the young man, "I knew you were dishonest from the beginning. "

Chen Pingan asked in a low voice: "A-Liang, are you still a bachelor now? "

A Liang: "Shut up! "

Chen Pingan responded, "I knew it from the beginning. ”

A-Liang stretched out his thumb, pointed at himself, and said, “Do you know how many heroines and fairies are crying and shouting to marry me, A-Liang, in other places?” "

Chen Pingan replied seriously: "Of course I don't know. ”

After A Liang was deflated, he drank quietly.

Chen Pingan asked: "By the way, A-Liang, what word did you engrave? Can you tell me?"

A-Liang immediately brightened up and said proudly, "That's great. No, my calligraphy is unparalleled in the world. The key is that the calligraphy is very catchy and powerful. Compared with other surnames such as Haoran and Leichi, you are so much better. You know, in order to stop me from carving such a word, many old turtles and bastards turned black. They had no choice but to compare goods. Among them, there were a few senior guys who were so angry that they blew their beards and glared, and almost wanted to do it. Roll up your sleeves and fight with me. I don't care about them. You guys are so shameless that you can beat me together. I'm stupid, right? Of course, I ran away after I finished carving."

Chen Pingan regretted asking this question.

A Liang had an expression on his face that said, "Quickly ask me what word it is."

Chen Pingan turned his head slightly and looked at the river again, refusing to speak even to death.

A Liang was dumbfounded.

The man in the bamboo hat gently stuffed the fragrant wine gourd, obviously he had no interest in drinking anymore.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes and found that on the lower reaches of the Tiefu River, there were four or five people walking hand in hand on the water. There was a white-haired old man in coir raincoat singing "Famous Mountains Since Ancient Times" "Waiting for the Saint", there are enchanting women in gorgeous clothes smiling coquettishly, and a little boy in Taoist robes holding a bamboo stick, looking very old-fashioned.

Chen Pingan's eyes widened and he murmured: "God?"

A Liang didn't even look at him.

Zhu He held a string of red bells, rang them quickly, and rushed towards Chen Ping'an and A Liang. He said with a heavy face: "This is the demon-shaking bell left to me by my ancestors. Once there is one, If the demonic mountain spirit comes within a hundred feet of the bell, it will ring without any wind. Senior Aliang, Chen Ping'an, we'd better be careful and leave the cliff by the river first to avoid unnecessary conflicts."

A Liang didn’t even look at the strange scene on the other side of the river. He pulled out the cork of the wine, shook it at the two of them, and said with a smile: “I’ll leave soon after taking a sip of this wine.”< /p>

Zhu He was a little anxious, "Senior Aliang, our Dali imperial court has always been very loose in its control over the monsters in the mountains. As long as no one is killed, they usually never interfere..."

A Liang groaned, saying this, and quickly got up, leaving the cliff with them to make way for the uninvited guests.

But above the river, those five extraordinary guys, each with their own realm of cultivation, were judging each other. The old man in coir raincoat, who was the most advanced, was the first one to be struck by thunder on the forehead. Stopping his body and motionless, the next four people all looked exactly the same. Then, it was the old man who was full of fairy spirit who was the first to turn around and run away. This time, he didn't care about the fairy charm. He wanted to use his hands and feet together. The four of them continued to do the same.

A Liang had an extremely fake and suspicious look on his face.Smirk.

Zhu He swallowed.

The bell in my hand has become silent.

He asked tentatively: "Senior A Liang, what is this?"

A Liang fastened the small silver gourd and rubbed his chin, "Is it because I am too murderous?" Heavy?"

Chen Pingan asked softly: "A-Liang, did those guys recognize your sword-raising gourd?"

A-Liang laughed heartily and hugged him. He walked down the cliff with his shoulder on the young man, "It's possible, it's possible. There's a lot of mystery in the sword-raising gourd. I won't tell ordinary people."

A Liang suddenly let go of his hand and asked Chen Ping'an to go back first. .

The boy in straw sandals trotted away.

A Liang still held hands with Zhu He and asked in a low voice: "Zhu He, you are the fifth level martial artist, right? How did you be so subtle that Chen Ping'an thought you were a master? It's better to teach me, otherwise I have spent so much effort and put on all the airs of being a master, and that kid will still be blind."

Zhu He stiffened and said uneasily: "Senior A Liang. , I really don’t know about this.”

A Liang said angrily: “This is boring.”

Zhu He said with a sad face, “Senior A Liang, I really don’t know. "

In front, the young man turned around and trotted backwards, facing A-Liang, and asked with a loud laugh: "A-Liang, what is that word?"

A-Liang was suddenly in high spirits. He coughed, held up his bamboo hat with one hand, and stretched out his thumb with the other hand, "Fierce!"

The boy, like the five guys on the river, felt as if he had been struck by lightning, then turned around silently and ran away. , muttering: "It's your uncle's!"