Over there on the high platform in the center of the lake, the old god used four yellow paper talismans to transform into four beauties, each with their own merits and graces, no less beautiful than the woman in colorful clothes before.
Then he asked the handyman of the house who had been prepared to bring in the guqin, the qin table, the chess box, the large bookcase and the dazzling four treasures of the study.
Ordinary people have daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, celebrities and celebrities, of course playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
The old god pointed at the woman sitting quietly in front of the chessboard, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Is there a Go master in Rouge County? As long as I beat her, I will get the chess pieces worth thousands of gold and two boxes of chess pieces. You can take it away.”
Nothing in this house is cheap.
What you dare to take out in front of a rich man in the county is certainly extraordinary.
The literary style of Rouge County in Caiyi Country is very prosperous, and there are many people who are keen on playing chess and talking about masters. Soon an old man in green clothes got up and walked to the high platform in the middle of the lake. When the old man showed up, some people A chess expert who thinks highly of himself, he can only sit down obediently. It can be seen that the old man in green shirt must be recognized as the number one player in the chess world of Rouge County.
The old god and the old man in blue shirt nodded to each other, and the latter walked straight to the chess pier and sat down. Before the game, both sides needed to guess who was first. The old man did not know whether he was conceited about his seventh rank or whether he was an elder in the same rank. First, he grabbed a handful of white stones without hesitation. The woman playing chess turned into yellow paper smiled faintly, bent down and twisted two black stones. It turned out that the old man went first.
The cheers suddenly echoed around the lake.
As one of the few Yilin national players in Caiyi Country, the old man in green shirt is the pride of Rouge County. It is reasonable for the spectators to cheer for him. Of course, his family will help his family.
Then the old immortal pointed to the two women sitting in front of the desk, pointing to the one on the left, "I heard that the county governor is worried about something recently. The newly built temple still lacks a couplet. She After writing it, whether to use it or not, the Sheriff is famous for his brilliant writing and his unique vision. You can make a decision after reading the content."
The Sheriff nodded while stroking his beard and smiling, reserved and pleased. .
The old immortal looked at the general sitting next to Governor Liu in the waterside pavilion and laughed: "General Ma is a warrior with outstanding merits on the battlefield. He was once one of the mainstays of Caiyi Kingdom's border. After returning from the battle, even though I am a foreigner, I admire her so much that I specially asked her to show off her humiliation and draw a picture of a snow-covered bow for the general!"
The general drank the wine in one gulp and laughed wantonly! Said: "If you paint well, you can really draw the vast atmosphere of the battlefield. On the day when the old god leaves the city, I, Ma, will personally see the old god off for thirty miles!"
The old god clasped his fists and thanked him in advance! The general finally walked to the piano stand, slipped out a stick of incense from his sleeve, inserted it into the empty brass incense burner, and lit it with his own hands. The incense mist curled up, and the purple air lingered.
Nodding to the woman playing the piano, the latter smiled sweetly and began to lower her head and ponder her emotions.
When the melodious and ethereal sound of the piano sounded, hundreds ofThe audience's mind relaxed.
In ancient times, sages made musical instruments to harmonize the world. As the saying goes, the harp is used to restrain sexual misconduct and rectify people's hearts.
In the verandah, a bearded man was chewing melon seeds and tut-tutting: "There are many kinds of tricks, but they are just lukewarm and a little less interesting."
He has no knowledge of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. No matter how particular he is, he lacks interest. He would rather watch women dancing swords. The beauties in colorful clothes and the girls in white clothes twist their small waists and their looming buttocks are the beautiful scenery he likes to see.
The scholar Liu Gaohua is also a chess fanatic. He is very curious about the situation between the old man in blue and the woman's hand. He only regrets that he is a useless eunuch's son and has no chance to go to the high platform in the middle of the lake to see it with his own eyes.
Taoist Zhang Shanfeng was really anxious. He waited and looked around, but Chen Ping'an didn't show up. He couldn't really fall into the pit, so he didn't care about being looked down upon. He just informed the two of them, and then Get up and go find Chen Pingan.
The old god stood with his hands on his sleeves, his smile calm and inscrutable. He took in the scene by the lake and knew that most of his plan was completed.
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On the small street, Ma Kuxuan took out a porcelain bottle, poured out two silver pills, threw them into his mouth, and said helplessly: "Master, You are very haunted."
It seems that the master is secretly watching this trip, which makes Ma Kuxuan very helpless. He has a general understanding of the temperament of the man next to him. The stone is smelly and hard, and if you decide something, it will lead to darkness. Ma Kuxuan never had any guilty conscience. An ancestor of Zhenwu Mountain who taught the secrets of military strategism and gave magical weapons and important weapons explained the sect's rules to Ma Kuxuan. Except for the mountain master's order, the rest of Zhenwu Mountain were not real rules. , but the Zhenwu Mountain Sect Master has been in seclusion for hundreds of years, so he has become more and more loose and casual.
The man said nothing.
This trip down the mountain was to escort Ma Kuxuan to find the coach of the Haichao Cavalry. It involved the death of Ma Kuxuan’s grandmother, and the dynasty where the Haichao Cavalry belonged happened to have a battle with their mortal enemy, and the two sides fought to pieces. , one side even used the Baizhang Golden God, and the other side also dispatched an iron bull to suppress the country. It turned out to be the waterside iron bull used by the immortals to suppress the Dadu water transport in ancient times. The Haichao cavalry was seriously damaged in this battle. Ma Kuxuan sneaked into it, assassinated three middle-level generals overnight, and walked away.
Afterwards, Ma Kuxuan said that he wanted to travel around the world and sharpen his body with the grindstone of the world. The man did not refuse, but still followed him secretly to prevent accidents.
Ma Kuxuan stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, exhaled a heavy breath, held the back of his head with both hands, and asked: "If, I mean if, Chen Ping'an had the chance to kill me, Master, would you do it?" Kill him?"
The man finally spoke, "I don't dare to kill him, and I don't want to kill him."
I don't dare because someone once went to the Dali Palace. Feijian Baiyulou suffered heavy losses, and that person obviously had a close relationship with Chen Pingan. If this were the case, as time went by, there would still be people who were ready to take action, but they didn't expect that AscensionAfter that, the sword cultivator of the upper five realms returned to the human world so quickly. Although it was for the second disciple of Dao Ancestor, the "true invincible", he punched him back in the world, but to put it bluntly, how many people in the world could do it? Are you qualified to be punched by Dao Lao Er?
No, it was because the man had a good impression of Chen Ping'an. If it weren't for the sect's rules, he felt that the boy from Mu Ping Alley who had realized the true meaning of boxing early was actually more suitable to be his disciple.
Just accepting Ma Kuxuan as his direct disciple was a stern decree issued by the sect leader during the crucial period of seclusion. Zhenwu Mountain must treat it seriously and make no mistakes, otherwise he will leave the seclusion. is the time for accountability. That's why Zhenwu Mountain sent him to Lizhu Cave Heaven to fight for Ma Kuxuan with the golden boy of Shen Gao Sect. The man never retreated even half a step, even a little aggressive, appearing extremely unruly.
However, a man is regarded as Ma Kuxuan’s nominal master, which is actually wrong. Buddhism has lecturers, ascetics, Buddhist monks, Buddhist monks, etc., but his true identity , is the protector of the Tao, the person who protects Ma Kuxuan, a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain, on his journey to the Tao. As for Ma Kuxuan's path, it doesn't matter whether it is consistent with him.
The man suddenly said: "But you can kill Chen Pingan, provided you can do it."
This is of course not the man inciting people, but stating a fact.
Ma Kuxuan sneered and said: "You can do it? Why can't I do it! How many magic weapons are in a very close thing? Others don't know. Master, you don't know yet?"
< p>The man smiled and said: "You have it, but others don't?"Ma Kuxuan grinned, with disdain on his face, "Even if he has it, can he compare with me? He looks like a golden immortal from the ancestors of Zhenwu Mountain Not to mention the transformation, just say that the two heroic spirits in my body are the most lethal swordsmen. As long as they have not reached the middle five realms, they can stab me thousands of times with their flying swords, can they hurt me at all? "< /p>
The man asked: "Then why don't you have to beat me so badly?"
"This fight, compared to the small fights on Zhenwu Mountain, It's so interesting. I can't bear to rely on bullshit magic weapons to let that guy lose with his eyes open. It's not in my temper, and I don't want to bully Chen Ping'an like this, so I want to do it in the place where he thinks he is the strongest. Defeat him. Isn't he a pure martial artist? He has an innate advantage in physical fitness. I will fight him head-on with my body tempered by a military master. Master, you really think that I am a prisoner, because you don't know Chen Ping'an's punch. Weird?"
Ma Kuxuan said with a smile, "I know, otherwise I wouldn't have deliberately avoided Chen Ping'an the first time to avoid his edge. But looking back, I am a martial artist in the third realm. They all have to go around. In the future, the great masters of the Six Realms, the Nine Realms Mountain Top Realm, and even the Zhijing Grandmasters like Song Changjing, even if I have the advantage in realms, will I still have to go around them?"
Man? Asked: "Then what is your answer?"
Ma Kuxuan looked back and saw that the master and the apprentice were far away and were about to arrive.At the gate of the city, the figure of the young man with a sling was no longer visible. Ma Kuxuan looked away with firm eyes, "In the future, when I face other people, I can decide whether to bypass their strongest opponent depending on the situation. As long as I win in the end, it will be fine." . But that guy, no! I just want to have a fierce fight with the physique of a fifth-level martial artist!"
The man was noncommittal.
Ma Kuxuan frowned and asked: "Why is Chen Ping'an's three-level physique so tough? Although I haven't done a good job in tempering my physique, I still spend more time recruiting the ancestral spirits from Zhenwu Mountain. In fact, what I call not good enough is just relative to myself. How can Chen Pingan have such an unreasonable physique?"
The man shook his head and said: "Everyone has his chance, and all good things in the world are good. It’s impossible for you, Ma Kuxuan, to take over it all by yourself.”
Ma Kuxuan sneered, “As long as I can see all the good things, I, Ma Kuxuan, should have them all alone!”< /p>
The man laughed it off.
Many truths are not explained, and it is not because Ma Kuxuan did it right. Not to mention the many compliments, it’s not because Ma Kuxuan didn’t do well enough.
A guardian only needs to ensure that the person he is escorting walks higher and farther on the road, and must not die midway.
And Ma Kuxuan is destined to go very high and far.
As for how far we can go and who we can stand side by side with in history, many big figures behind the scenes in Aquarius Continent are actually waiting to see.
While walking, the young man in black reached out to cover his abdomen with one hand and held his cheek with the other, cursing and saying: "It fucking hurts!"
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p>Chen Ping'an took a strong breath to prevent his energy from slacking off, and then looked around for the so-called assassin. There was no trace of the body on the street, so he had to climb up the wall and run away. , suddenly stopped and drifted down. Just below the wall where he and Ma Kuxuan were facing each other, there was a puddle of ashes, inside which lay a small white bowl and a small piece of charred ebony. Ping An didn't get close. He stood there and looked intently. There were pictures of the five mountains painted on the outside of the small white bowl. There were no clues about the ebony.
This assassin should have been killed instantly by the military monk, and then burned to ashes by the secret method of Zhenwu Mountain. However, the man deliberately left behind the two treasures that the assassin treasured and did not destroy them together. , could this be his way of expressing his apology? Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, then knelt down and picked up the piece of ebony, which was no more than a foot long. It was very heavy and weighed nearly three kilograms. Then he picked up the small white bowl, twisted it with his fingers, and stared at the white bowl carefully. The names of the five mountains in the painting, if Chen Pingan remembers correctly, should be the Five Mountains Map of the ancient Yu Kingdom.
It is not difficult for Chen Pingan to guess the identity of the assassin. He was probably a subordinate of a scholar from the Chu family in the ancient mansion. In his words, the emperor of the ancient Yu Kingdom wanted to be on an equal footing with him. Before his death, his body was... Turning into rotten wood, he obviously used the method of scapegoating, and even made harsh words to cause trouble for Chen Ping'an. Later, the villain Yang Huang talked about itIt is very simple and clear that the Chu family's scholar's Taoist foundation is, firstly, the body incarnated by a piece of ancient elm, and secondly, the female elmwood core of the female ghost in the ancient house. Therefore, the tree demon charm uses The word "continuous" is included.
Since it was a relic of his sworn enemy, Chen Pingan took it with ease. Not only that, but he also complained that the assassin's family background was too thin. Why didn't he even bring dozens of snow coins with him? On your body?
Chen Pingan put the light small bowl and the heavy ebony into the square objects. He couldn't walk any more, so he staggered out for more than ten steps and came to a thick apricot tree next to the wall. He leaned against the wall, sat down slowly, took out a clean piece of clothing from Feijian Fifteen, and carefully wiped the blood stains.
You can’t tell people that you went to the toilet and then ran back covered in blood. Not to mention that the bearded man and the young Taoist priest would become suspicious. I’m afraid the whole verandah would be in jeers. It was so lively today. Today, Chen Ping'an doesn't want to be the center of attention, let alone cause trouble to Liu Gaohua.
Chen Pingan can bear the pain, but that doesn’t mean the feeling is good. After fighting to the death with Ma Kuxuan in the circle, Chen Pingan’s internal organs were seriously injured. Now he just wants to sit like this, and everything There was no need to think too much. On the high platform in the center of the lake, the curtain had not yet come down. The cheers continued, and the view was blocked by a veranda and crowded spectators. Chen Pingan could not see anything here, so he had to look up.
The old apricot tree next to him has a large crown and lush branches, and the apricot blossoms are in full bloom, taking up the spring breeze.
People are so different.
Also from a small town, Ma Kuxuan doesn’t care about things that he doesn’t care about. For example, others call him a fool and trample on his shoes. But when it comes to things that he cares about, Ma Kuxuan doesn’t care about others. Better than him.
Liu Xianyang will directly choose to give up on things that Chen Pingan can do better than him, such as making bamboo bows, making condoms, etc.
Gu Can, the slug in Mud Bottle Alley, wishes that Chen Pingan could do better, so he, Gu Can, would just follow behind and get the glory.
Of course, in addition to natural temperament, these are also related to distance and distance.
Chen Pingan took off the sword-raising gourd and took a sip of strong wine. This made the burning feeling in the Qi palace in his body even worse. However, the world is so strange. It was obviously painful, and Chen grinned. Ping An, the more I want to drink, I no longer drink in big gulps, but in small sips. For a cash-strapped alcoholic, the lees are delicacies in the world, not to mention the soju in Chen Ping'an's wine gourd, which tastes very good.
Today’s battle in the small street was a lot of frustration and even more satisfying.
Although Ma Kuxuan relied on him this time and the two barely managed a tie, Chen Ping'an has always taken the outcome lightly. Just like A Liang said, don't die. You must live first before you can live well. Chen Ping'an felt that A Liang's words were really rough and unreasonable.
So Chen Pingan picked up the wine gourd, raised it high above his head, shook it, and then was stunned for a moment, with a sad face, and took back the wine bottle angrily, so that some peopleAll the bold words he was about to blurt out were swallowed back.
It turned out that the wine was gone.
Chen Ping'an lowered his head and fastened the wine gourd on his waist. He suddenly remembered something and had a similar connection with Feijian Fifteen. Soon an embroidered bag appeared in his hand. After opening it, there were three pieces of peach blossom cake inside. , Chen Pingan lowered his head and smelled it. It was not broken at all. Square Cunwu is really magical. After so long, the pastry is still almost as fresh as when Luo Luoshan took over.
Chen Pingan held the bag with one hand, twisted a piece of pastry with the other, put it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, leaned his head against the wall, and looked up at the apricot blossoms on the tree.
After eating a whole piece of pastry, I couldn’t bear to eat it again, so I carefully wrapped the embroidery bag.
Chen Pingan was smiling, thinking that the peach blossom cake in his shop was delicious!
His first thought was to let Miss Ning have a taste, and imagining the scene of their next meeting, Chen Ping'an was having fun for a while, and then suddenly slapped himself, " You're stupid."
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Without Wei Bo's carefully prepared medicine bucket for soaking, the current recovery speed of Chen Ping'an's body is simply the difference between riding a sword and walking. , but after a short rest, there was no obstacle to normal walking. Just when Chen Pingan was about to get up and return to his seat on the verandah, there was a sparse sound of footsteps in the distance, one deep and one shallow, mostly men and women.
Chen Pingan thought for a while, and then chose to continue sitting at the foot of the wall, covered by an apricot tree. He only had to wait until they left before setting off.
But something happened that stunned Chen Pingan. The man and woman, it seemed that the man was not from the Caiyi country, talked in the elegant language of Aquarius Island, and when they arrived near the dimly lit apricot tree, they started to hug. Together, the man and woman were kicking each other violently, the woman was gentle and polite, and even welcomed her when she wanted to refuse, but the man was a thick-skinned man who chewed the woman's face wildly, probably not keeping his hands to himself.
Chen Pingan is a little restless, what should we do? Want to remind the pair of wild mandarin ducks? Or do you hope that they will just give it up and leave this place as soon as possible?
It’s better not to join in this kind of excitement. If someone notices it, it will really be mud in your crotch, which is either shit or shit.
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, but decided to get up and cough.
The young woman on the other side of the almond tree screamed and hid behind the man.
The man strode around the apricot tree, staring at the blurry Chen Ping'an with wide eyes. When he saw that he was a young man with a short son, he was immediately courageous and said, "Don't be afraid. , this flower-picking thief who covets your beauty, even if he beats me to death, I will not leave you. Anyway, if he wants to take advantage of you, he will step over my body!"
The woman was about to cry. She didn't know whether she was scared or moved. She nestled her shoulders on the man's broad and warm back and murmured infatuatedly: "Liu Lang, you are so kind."
Chen Ping'an was stunned. On the spot, I couldn’t say I was angry, I just felt that I couldn’t laugh or cry. I thought that you two were also hit by a cow’s tail when you were young, right?
It was not a problem to be in such a stalemate. Chen Pingan made an excuse and pretended to be shy: "Young Master, Miss, you may have misunderstood. I came here before you because it is my first time to enter the house. I don’t know where the toilet is, so I have to..."
I never thought that the man would yell loudly, "You are a thief, you are a flower picker, and you haven't fastened your belt yet. What are you doing? It's disgusting." It's disgusting that there are such lustful people like you in the world!"
At the same time, he did not forget to comfort the disfigured woman behind him, "Miss Liu, just hide behind me, don't do it! My eyes were stained by this guy."
Finally, the man secretly winked at Chen Ping'an, with a proud look on his face, as if he had a look written all over his face, "I'm going to be a hero to save the beauty today. , Just strike while the iron is hot, capture this little bitch, come and hit me if you dare!"
Chen Pingan looked at him.
A very handsome young man, with a slender figure and a face like a crown jewel, a typical frail scholar. No wonder bearded men often say that there are not many good scholars, and there are not many ladies and gentlemen in the world who are not blind. They actually look down on Xu, and instead all like those sick young men. Scholar.
Then Chen Pingan stepped forward, walked up to the scholar in an instant, and slapped him so hard that he fell to the ground and passed out.
The young woman stood there with her mouth wide open and her eyes dull. She wanted to scream, but she didn't dare. She was suppressing it, fearing that the murderer would kill her as well. When the time came, she would Didn't he and his beloved Liu Lang, whom he had just met for a short time, really become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks? But in the books about talented people and beautiful women, aren’t there all kinds of ups and downs, ups and downs due to parents’ objections, but in the end, the hardships must be over and the joy comes, and the husband and wife will be happy? There is no book that says that a beautiful scholar will beat a gangster to death.
Chen Pingan strode away, bumping the sword box behind him without looking back.