Chapter 186 Vigil

After Chen Pingan completely passed out, at the top of the stairs between the first and second floors, the boy in Tsing Yi finally let go of the girl in pink skirt. The latter flew over, her face covered with tears, and she cried like a little cat. , while feeling Chen Pingan's pulse and checking the movements of his soul, she turned around and sobbed: "Why are you stopping me? You are ungrateful and ungrateful... If the master dies, I will fight you to the death..."

The boy in Tsing Yi's face was as dark as water, "You silly girl is still not convinced. If you rashly interfere with Chen Ping'an's Qi movement, you will be regarded as an enemy by the sword Qi. You will be beaten half to death and it will be delayed." Chen Ping's opportunity to attain enlightenment might have killed him. What was originally a good opportunity suddenly turned into a disaster for you."

The girl in the pink skirt choked sadly: "My whole body is covered with blood. It's blood. I'm almost dead. Are you satisfied now? I'm not stupid! You just want the master's snake gallstones. I shouldn't have brought you back. You are so heartless. The master has been so good to us..."

The boy in green jumped slightly, squatted on the green bamboo railing, and said angrily: "Whether Chen Ping'an is dead or not, it doesn't matter what you say. With your little skills, you don't know."

The girl in the pink skirt cried less and less, because she discovered that the two qi in Chen Ping'an's body seemed chaotic and manic at first, but gradually became stable, like a meeting between mountains and rivers. Although the water and stone met at the beginning, The impact caused thousands of waves, which were turbulent and dangerous. However, as time passed, it became calm and peaceful. The soul and mind that were shaking violently due to pain were also calmed down, and began to change from wailing to whimpering.

Chen Pingan fell into a deep sleep, and his twisted and ferocious dark face returned to normal little by little. In the end, he was like a swaddled baby, sleeping particularly soundly.

The girl in the pink skirt was extremely happy, with tears on her face, and whispered to the kid in Tsing Yi: "Master is fine, he just fell asleep."

The kid in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes. , stood up, used the railing as a walkway, and started walking.

After Chen Pingan fainted, the girl in pink skirt completely lost her backbone and had to ask the kid in Tsing Yi for help, "What should I do next?"

The kid in Tsing Yi walked up and down the railing. Silently, to be honest, he only had a vague idea of ​​what to do with Chen Ping'an in the future, and he really didn't dare to make any judgments. It is true that he covets Chen Pingan, but if he is allowed to take advantage of others' danger and make trouble, he really underestimates his good brother, the God of River Water. He would rather punch Chen Pingan to death with a head-on punch. Even if he robbed the mountain of snake gallstones openly, he wouldn't act in a sneaky way.

When you come out to mess around, you have to be moral.

This has always been the rule of the world that he abides by.

The Water God Brother once said something very learned to him after he was drunk, "You can't have too much morality in the world, but there should always be a little bit. If you don't talk about it at all, it's just the truth." Sooner or later, the dragon will drown in the rivers and lakes."

The boy in green was startled, and then his eyes dimmed. He looked up and saw a fairy in white.Standing next to him, he was looking down at himself with a smile that didn't deserve a beating.

The guy named Wei Bo smiled at the boy in Tsing Yi and said, "Little water snake, I'm surprised you didn't want to kill your master."

The boy in Tsing Yi was the worst offender. This guy's handsome smiling face seemed to be a natural conflict between the two, especially when Wei Bo teased himself in a condescending tone. He couldn't help but cursed: "I didn't fuck your mother, I regret it!"

Wei Bo waved his arms with his big sleeves and jumped off the railing gracefully. During this period, he lightly patted the head of the boy in Tsing Yi and said with a smile: "Naughty."

It seemed like an understatement, but it was The kid in green clothes was so slapped that he spread his legs and fell down on the railing. He covered his crotch in pain and grimaced.

If it were in another place, even a mountain of copper and iron would be able to collapse for him, but this small bamboo building is really not that strong and solid.

Wei Bo sat next to Chen Pingan and put one hand on Chen Pingan's wrist. His pulse was steady, which was a good sign.

The girl in the pink skirt asked in a low voice: "Master Wei Xian, it's cold outside, do you want to move my master inside?"

Wei Bo smiled and said: "You are the Dragon King. It is an innate resistance to scorching heat and cold, so you may not feel it deeply. In fact, this bamboo building has an advantage, that is, it is warm in winter and cool in summer. Even an ordinary person will not take off his clothes in the bamboo building on a snowy day. The bones and muscles are frostbitten. So it would be more appropriate to let your master lie here and sleep without touching him."

The girl in the pink skirt breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed to Wei Bo.

Wei Bo didn't take this seriously and asked with a smile: "Did Chen Ping'an bring a change of clean clothes?"

The girl in the pink skirt shook her head and said: "Master, I'm going up the mountain this time." , I probably didn’t expect to stay for long, there were no clothes in the backpack.”

Wei Bo frowned and looked at Chen Pingan’s clothes as if they had been soaked in blood. When he woke up, It was definitely not a problem to be dressed like this, so he suggested: "You can go to the town to buy clothes, or you can go to Mud Bottle Lane to get clothes. Go back quickly. Chen Ping'an shouldn't take too long. Wake up."

The girl in the pink skirt said "oh" and was about to leave.

The boy in Tsing Yi stared at Wei Bo with gloomy eyes, "I can't trust you."

Wei Bo thought for a moment, "Then you stay."

The girl in pink skirt smiled and said: "I don't need it."< /p>

The kid in green clothes said with a straight face: "I'm just going to be polite to you."

The girl in pink skirt was a little sad, and she quickly ran down the bamboo building and down the mountain.

Then the boy in Tsing Yi sat on the railing, with his back to Chen Ping'an lying on the ground, and Wei Bo sitting on the ground, thinking a lot.

Chen Pingan slept for a full day and night before waking up. After washing and changing into clean clothes, he felt refreshed and did not wear any grass.Shoes, he stood barefoot in the corridor on the second floor of the bamboo building. The soles of his feet were covered with a layer of calluses as thick as iron stone. The earliest calluses when he was young were worn out by rough straw sandals, and later they were worn out by rocks, gravel, The vegetation and thorns thicken little by little.

In the bun of Chen Pingan’s hair, there was also a white jade hairpin with eight small characters carved by him himself.

He held the locust wood sword in his arms and looked to the south, stunned.

Wei Bo came back with some medicinal materials and asked the girl in pink skirt to help cook the medicine to warm Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan was used to solving everything by himself, so he thought He tried to do it himself, but she refused to let him go, with a wrinkled little red face and a pitiful look about to be stormed. Chen Ping'an couldn't bear this, so he had to give up in frustration.

The boy in green ran around and wandered around, like the lord of a country inspecting the territory. He walked up the mountain today. There was a mountain temple on the top of the mountain, enshrining a strange mountain god with a golden head. The temple has not yet been completed, and there are still some finishing touches left, so there are officials from the Dali Gongbu Yamen, monks who are ordered by the court to help, plus the young people of the town and the remnants of the prisoners, a mixed mix.

Wei Bo was standing next to Chen Pingan at this moment and said with a smile: "After such a random collision, I didn't suffer in vain. I am finally close to the third realm."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: " It's much faster than I thought. I thought it would take at least three to five years."

"It's hard to talk, boring, let's go."

Wei Bo laughed dumbly and shook his head. He walked away, this time without flying around. He walked down the stairs step by step and wandered away.

After Wei Bo disappeared, Chen Pingan patted his heart and said to himself: "I know you are unwilling to stay with me."

Chen Pingan said in a low voice: "That sword cultivator Cao Jun must have something extraordinary to make you so excited. It is indeed normal. A sword cultivator in the eighth and ninth realms, such a great mountain god, Of course you are much stronger than me, but there is no way, you were given to me by the Master Wen Sheng, so you can’t go anywhere before I die..."

Chen Pingan felt a twinge in his heart. My heart ached, my Adam's apple moved slightly, and I was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Pingan gritted his teeth, forced to swallow the mouthful of blood, and said vaguely: "Although I don't know the truth, I can roughly guess that you can kill me easily, but because You can't kill me for some reason, so your situation is very embarrassing, right?"

After a moment, Chen Pingan stretched out his palm to wipe away the two blood stains flowing from his nostrils, "It doesn't matter, Mt. I still have a lot of clean clothes, and my little maid is a fire python. She can wash her clothes immediately after taking them off and then dry them on the spot. You can continue to wear them if you can. This is a pain. , Haha, I, Chen Pingan, am really not bragging to you, it’s nothing. I’ve experienced worse things when I was five years old.”

A burst of abdominal cramps, overwhelming.

Chen Ping'an stood barefoot in the corridor, just holding the locust tree in his armsThe wooden sword had firm eyes, but his voice inevitably trembled slightly, "If I cry out in pain, you will be my ancestor from now on."

Eighteen qi mansions and eighteen passes, among which the six and seven are Between twelve and thirteen, there seemed to be two insurmountable chasms.

Previously, when Chen Pingan circulated his breath, he could only pass through six acupoints in one breath. Although his energy had not reached the end of his strength, it seemed that he had no way forward and could only hit the wall. Returned without success time and time again. After inexplicably integrating the silver sword embryo into my heart this time, I still couldn't touch the seventh dangerous pass in one go, but between six and seven, some kind of bottleneck seemed to have loosened.

Just like someone was working diligently to build roads and bridges, the scenery on the other side began to be vaguely visible, getting closer and closer each time.

Compared with training the body by practicing boxing and walking, the effect of sword energy flowing freely in the body is more significant, which somewhat forces Chen Ping'an to cultivate both internally and externally.

Like a big mountain, Chen Ping'an had always wanted to build a road through the mountain, but he had no idea where to start, and his progress was extremely slow as he fought through thorns and obstacles.

As a result, after the sword embryo entered the body, it was like a child in green showing his true form and wandering among the mountains. A rough "mountain road" naturally appeared. Chen Pingan only had to follow it. From now on, just keep tinkering, digging and filling.

Chen Pingan is not afraid of hardship, but few people in the world really like to endure hardship, and Chen Pingan is certainly no exception.

But if suffering can bring benefits, Chen Pingan will not hesitate to ask for it.

Because he has been alone and worked hard for so many years, Chen Pingan understands a truth. In life, many people do many things, and suffering is just suffering. It is just suffering.

No pain, no gain? It depends on God, who likes to take naps, whether he will agree or not.

It is still necessary to put most of the belongings in the blacksmith shop of Miss Ruan's house. The people in Luoposhan are too mixed, and Chen Pingan is really worried.

If it hadn't been for Li Xisheng, Chen Ping'an would have suffered a big loss even at the door of his house in Mubo Alley.

No wonder the boy in Tsing Yi always chants that mantra no matter what, the world is dangerous.

Chen Pingan's head swayed to the side, and he suddenly reached out to cover his mouth, blood seeping out from between his fingers.

Chen Pingan took a big breath and spread out his palms, a pool of scarlet red.

Chen Pingan said angrily: "Next, I have to go down the mountain to build a tomb for my parents. During this period, how about we have a temporary truce?"

We were about to collide again. The sword embryo on the wall of the Qi Mansion slowly returned to calm, as if it acquiesced to Chen Pingan's request.

After that, Chen Pingan went down the mountain alone, carrying a basket with most of the items. He found Ruan Xiu in the blacksmith shop and had to ask her to help again to put the items back into the yellow mud house.

After hearing that Chen Pingan wanted to repair the tomb, Ruan Xiu wanted to help. Chen Pingan shook his head and refused, saying that the matter was not serious and he would spend money to hire some craftsmen.It's enough, and the money is affordable.

Ruan Xiu didn't insist, she just said that if she needed help, she would let her know and she was welcome.

Chen Pingan said with a wry smile that if he were really polite to her, he would not make this trip.

The girl smiled.

Chen Pingan no longer had any worries, so he took the money to the small town and quickly found someone. After that, he asked the old craftsmen some rules and etiquette about repairing tombs, negotiated the price, and picked the On an auspicious day, construction began. Chen Ping'an kept an eye on it from beginning to end. He would help if he could, and he would not interfere if it was inconvenient for him to get involved. He would obey the orders and arrangements of the old craftsmen in everything.

Probably because the young man gave enough money, and because of the daily work together, the young man gave the craftsmen a feeling, and his heart was sincere enough, so everything went smoothly and there were no setbacks.

The tomb that was finally carefully and meticulously repaired was no better than an ordinary home, nor was it extravagant. Moreover, Chen Pingan himself stayed up all night to carve the words on the tombstone.

After settling the bill, Chen Pingan and the group of people bent down to thank them.

The last person returned to the grave with the sacrifices. When Chen Ping arranged the sacrifices, he hesitated and brought a pot of good wine. When he toasted his father at the grave, he looked at his mother. The grave over there scratched his head and said: "Mom, it seems that dad has never drunk. Please let him drink for a while."

Then he turned his head slightly and smiled at the other adjacent grave: "Dad , if you are not used to drinking, or if you make your mother unhappy, tell me a dream, and I won’t bring you wine next time.”

Chen Ping’an finished pouring the pot of wine and wiped it. He grimaced and said with a grin: "Father, mother, if you don't say anything, then I will treat you as if you have agreed."

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After that, Chen Ping'an I went to the Immortal Tomb and worshiped several statues of gods in a familiar way.

Chen Pingan did not build roads and bridges aggressively, but chose this immortal tomb. In the name of Ruan Xiu, he hired craftsmen to repair the dilapidated statues of gods. He paid and she stepped in. Ruan Xiu didn't know why, but she didn't ask any questions and just nodded in agreement. After experiencing the last catastrophe, during that night, all the people in the town could hear the explosion of the immortal tomb, which was similar to the explosion of firecrackers. The statues of gods are becoming more and more rare and dilapidated. Chen Pingan followed Ruan Xiu's suggestion. In principle, the large-scale renovation should be done as before and try to maintain the original appearance. If restoration cannot be guaranteed, only the re-erected statues will be ensured. It will collapse again and it will never be tampered with at will, so temporary bamboo sheds were built to protect it from wind and rain.

Occasionally, Chen Pingan would go to two shops in Qilong Lane and sit there, and then he would be so busy. Before New Year's Eve, Chen Pingan made a special trip to Luolu Mountain to find Qingyi Little children and girls in pink dresses.

After Ruan Xiu learned the news, he said that he was going to keep an eye on the construction of the Shenxiu Mountain, so he went into the mountain with Chen Ping'an, and then did not part ways, but changed his mind midway. He said he wanted to see the bamboo trees at Chen Ping'an's house.Floor, I looked at it a little bit sloppily last time, I want to take a closer look. Of course Chen Pingan would not refuse.

When Chen Ping'an and Ruan Xiu appeared at the foot of the mountain, the child in Tsing Yi stood on the railing and marveled, "The two peaks are majestic confronting each other, and the scenery is absolutely beautiful and spectacular."

Pink skirt The girl stood on tiptoes, looked into the distance, and wondered: "There are no mountain peaks south of Luolu Mountain."

The boy in green turned his head and glanced at her, with a wicked smile on his face: "You are still young. Well."

He put his hands on the back of his head, kept his feet rooted, and swayed back and forth on the railing, murmuring: "Where can I find such a good girl? There is only one in the world! Master, if you don’t know how to cherish it, you will be punished by God. Really, what I said is right.”

The girl in the pink skirt said seriously. Girl, you are really good."

Chen Pingan and Ruan Xiu slowly climbed the mountain. Ruan Xiu said that she had received a letter from Pillow Station before, and then there was indeed a blind old Taoist with a lame leg. The boy and the round-faced girl entered the town and looked for her at the shop in Qilong Lane, but the master and the apprentice soon continued northward, saying they wanted to try their luck in the Great Li Capital City.

Chen Ping'an remembered the old Taoist who had shared hardships, and thought of Lin Shouyi and the "Langlang Book on the Cloud" he practiced, and asked her some things about the Five Thunder Zhengfa. , but it’s a pity that Ruan Xiu has never been interested in these and doesn’t know much, so he can only talk about what he hears.

While chatting along the way, Chen Pingan learned that Master Ruan had accepted three named disciples this year, a young man with long eyebrows, surnamed Xie. Although he had lived in Taoye Lane for generations, in his generation , the family was in a state of decline. If he had not entered the blacksmith shop, he would have sold his ancestral home and moved to another alley. He also has a sister and a brother.

A taciturn young man finally became the registered disciple of Ruan Xiu's father.

During the first heavy snowfall in winter, I knelt by the well all day and night, begging Ruan Qiong to accept him as a disciple. He was motionless and covered with snow.

Maybe because of his sincerity, Ruan Qiong agreed to enter the shop to forge swords and strike iron.

After the boy named Xie, a girl from Fengxue Temple became the second disciple. According to Ruan Xiu, that girl was of mediocre talent in Fengxue Temple. She seemed to have made a big mistake and was expelled from the school, so she found Master Ruan who was on the mountaintop.

Then Ruan Qiong said that she was actually undecided. Whatever she did, she subconsciously wanted to find a way out. She can stay and even teach her swordsmanship, but she will not be accepted as a disciple.

She worked as a handyman in the blacksmith shop for a long time. One day, she cut off a thumb of the hand holding the sword.

She found Ruan Qiong with a pale face and said that from today onwards, she would start practicing the sword with her left hand and start all over again.

When talking about these, Ruan Xiu always looked calm, as if he was talking about the old hen and the nest of fluffy chickens.

Chen Pingan was not aware of this under the dark light. In his impression, this girlMy mother is very good, so good that no one can find any fault with her.

Chen Ping'an was thinking more about things on the "mountain" at that time.

Chen Pingan knows that as long as he can become a practitioner, no one will be simple.

He himself had Lin Shouyi by his side.

Yu Lu and Xie Lingyue are even more proud of heaven.

But through Cui Dongshan’s few words and Ruan Xiu’s chat, Chen Ping’an generally understood one thing. Even if he successfully climbed the mountain and became a god in the eyes of the people, he would still be divided into three groups. Sixty-ninth grade, strict hierarchy.

It turns out that cultivation is difficult at the beginning, difficult in the middle, and will continue to be difficult until the end.

Chen Pingan has had some experience with this recently.

Because after the tomb was repaired, the sword embryo began to malfunction.

It became even more menacing. In Chen Pingan’s orifice, it was simply charging like a rampage.

So in the Mud Bottle Alley of the town, there is an extra guy who often staggers when walking. He seems to be drunk, or he squats and coughs at the immortal grave for no reason, or else he is in the ancestral house. He shut himself up and rolled around on the wooden bed.

Approaching the Bamboo House, Ruan Xiu asked: "Have you also spent New Year's Eve in the mountains?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "No, I must go to the clay bottle." During the New Year celebrations over there in the alley, we first finish visiting the graves that day, and when we return to our ancestral home, we have to post Spring Festival couplets, Chinese characters for "Fu", and door gods. After the New Year's Eve dinner, there is a vigil, and we start setting off firecrackers early in the morning, and the two shops in Qilong Lane also need to post them. , there are too many things to do, and I will definitely be very busy by then."

Ruan Xiu asked: "Shall I help you?"

Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head, "No, no. , It just sounds very busy, but in fact it is very simple.”

The boy in green and the girl in pink skirt heard that they were going down the mountain to celebrate the New Year in Mud Bottle Lane, so they had no objection.

When Chen Pingan was packing his luggage, he suddenly asked: "Would it be ugly to post couplets on the door god in this bamboo building?"

The boy in Tsing Yi said categorically: "Of course it will be ugly. ! Red and green are simply too vulgar. Master, I will definitely not agree to this!"

The girl in pink skirt also nodded slightly and agreed with the boy in green.

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I just said it casually, forget it if you don't like it."

The boy in Tsing Yi tentatively said: "At most, put the word "spring" on it or it will be a blessing."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Forget it."

The boy in Tsing Yi felt a little guilty, "Master, you don't bear my grudge, do you? If you really want to make things more exciting, we can Let's discuss it carefully. For example, Master, if you just give me an unusual snake gallstone, I will take the initiative to help put up the Spring Festival couplets, all over the bamboo building, inside and out, no problem!"

Chen Ping An rewarded them with a chestnut and said, "Thank you."

After going down the mountain, Ruan Xiu said goodbye to them and went to Shenxiu Mountain.

Unconsciously, it’s already New Year’s Eve.

We visited the grave mound together and returned to Mud Bottle Alley. When they posted the Spring Festival couplets at the door, one of the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt said that the couplets were crooked, while the other said they were not crooked, which made Chen Pingan a little confused.

During the New Year's Eve dinner, Chen Ping'an, who had cooked a sumptuous meal, did not forget to give each of them an ordinary snake gallstone. The boy in green threw it into his mouth without saying a word and bit it loudly. Crisp, the smile turned into a flower.

The girl in pink skirt lowered her head and ate with restraint, her face full of happiness.

At night, there was a small stove with enough charcoal under the table. The three of them put their legs on the edge of the stove, and they all put on brand new clothes.

There are a lot of pastries from his own shop on the table. There is a book, bamboo slips and carving knife in front of Chen Pingan.

He will keep vigil.

This is true year after year. It's just that this year is different. Chen Ping'an is no longer alone.

The girl in pink skirt was nibbling on melon seeds, and the boy in green was holding his cheek with both hands, looking at Chen Pingan, and asked with a smile: "Master, for the Chinese New Year, will you reward me again when you are happy?" Am I a snake gallstone?"

Chen Pingan read the book seriously without raising his head under the brighter light, "No"

Qing Yi. The child was not upset, but smiled happily, and asked: "Master, do you want me to set off the firecrackers tomorrow morning?"

Chen Pingan raised his head, smiled and nodded, "Okay."

He turned to look at the girl in the pink skirt. She quickly put down the melon seeds in her hand and made a playful gesture of covering her ears with her hands.

After Chen Pingan made a face at her, he continued to lower his head and read.

The two little guys looked at each other and smiled, and then looked at the top of the young man's head in unison.

There is an inconspicuous hairpin with eight small characters written on it, the content of which is related to scholars.

About this, just like whether the Spring Festival couplets were posted crookedly or not, there was a private dispute between them. The boy in green clothes felt that he did not match the master at all, while the girl in pink skirt felt that it could not be more suitable.

After midnight, it’s a new year.

The child in Tsing Yi went to bed early and fell asleep. The girl in pink skirt also dozed off on the table after Chen Pingan's persuasion.

Chen Ping'an just kept vigil alone, with only the slight sound of pages turning in the room.

The first ray of dawn appeared between heaven and earth.

Chen Pingan stood up gently, opened the door, and looked up to the east.

Suddenly he couldn't help but cough slightly, and then Chen Ping'an opened his mouth and spat out a streak of snow-white rainbow light about an inch long.

It turned out to be a small, clear flying sword.

It hovers quietly in the yard.

Be sharp and sharp.