Chapter 308 Murderous intent lurks everywhere

It is the same woman named Fan. At first glance, she is dressed plainly and elegantly. But if you look closely, you will find that her clothes are embroidered with Ruyi water cloud patterns. Under the moonlight in the sky and the lights of the market, she is looming, dazzling, rich, noble and graceful. Nothing more.

But at this moment, she should be covered with a mask, and she only has half or six of the charm of her previous appearance, so that she will not cause too much sensation in the market.

She still stared hard at Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan put down the bowl and chopsticks and had to ask: "What do you want from me?"

She suddenly reached out and rubbed her forehead and looked around. , frowned.

There was a diner at the next table who got into an argument. He started swearing, slapping the table and glaring in the eyes. He pointed at the other person’s nose and cursed angrily. You are an old madam and a little whore. You can’t do more than three things. How dare you do it again? If you don't care about this, I will open a brothel directly in your house.

The two sides were arguing, and the strong Nanyuan Kingdom capital emphasized that it was both ugly and confusing.

The woman gently kneaded her temples with her fingertips, and returned to her normal expression. With the voice of a martial artist, her eyes were full of curiosity and longing, and she asked: "This young master, are you... ... Banishing an immortal?"

Chen Ping'an laughed dumbly and shook his head: "I am just a foreigner who came to Nanyuan country to travel, not what the girl said."

That's it. The woman felt a little regretful and apologized: "I'm sorry for bothering you, sir."

Chen Pingan waved his hand, "It doesn't matter."

She hesitated for a moment, then reminded: " The capital of Nanyuan Kingdom has not been very peaceful recently. The young master is a good person and can easily be targeted. I hope you will be more careful."

Chen Ping'an cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Miss Fan."

Fan Guan'er is not a sloppy person. Just leaving this bustling late-night snack market, some green-skinned hooligans want to take advantage of the opportunity, but every time they take action, she always just escapes, like a fish. Swimming among water plants and rocks. Chen Pingan was a little confused. According to the old man in Zhulou, whether a martial artist's talent is good or not depends on whether he can develop the best boxing skills from a poor boxing frame. This was one of the reasons why he chose Chen Pingan in the first place.

However, the old man surnamed Cui wants to save face and does not want to admit that "Shaking Mountain Fist" actually has many merits. Chen Pingan does not want to expose it.

The strange woman in front of me who has never been masked but came to him twice. According to the previous chats between the old man surnamed Ding and Na Ya'er and Hairpin Man Zhou Shi, she is probably the one who is famous all over the world. Fan Wan'er, in her hometown of Aoping Continent, was the position of He Xiaoliang, the daughter of the Shen Gao Sect.

Fan Guan'er clearly has some "shortcut" meaning. Why is it that his martial arts training seems to have weighed down a huge stone weighing ten thousand kilograms, and he can't get up?

One's aura can be hidden and one can return to one's true nature, but after a long time, one's inner will cannot be deceived. The slowness of each breath and the charm of raising one's hands and feet will often reveal the secret.

The old man surnamed Ding, who was wearing a silver lotus crown before, seemed to casually step into the main hall of Baihe Temple. ChenPing An immediately noticed the vision of heaven and earth.

Chen Pingan came out of Lizhu Cave. He has seen quite a few people on the top of the mountain. People who can make Chen Pingan feel "very powerful" are naturally not simple. The person who feeds fists in Luoluo Mountain Bamboo Tower was once a martial artist at the top of the ten realms, and the person who feeds swords on Osmanthus Island was also an old golden elixir after all.

After Fan Wan'er disappeared, Chen Pingan thought for a while and left the busy place.

The capital of Nanyuan Kingdom is divided into eighty-one squares, large and small. The general layout is similar to that of many dynasties and vassal states that Chen Pingan passed by. This city is known as the best in the world. Beigui Baihe Temple is located in Xicheng. Most of them are the residences of middle-level civil servants and wealthy merchants. Ingenuity can be seen everywhere.

At this time, Chen Pingan was walking on a stone arch bridge. In the dead of night, Chen Pingan lightly jumped onto the railing and walked to the railing on the top of the bluestone bridge. Chen Pingan looked at the small river under his feet. Underneath the gurgling stream stands a water-suppressing beast, shaped like a dragon, which is not uncommon.

Many prosperous cities in Aquarius Continent have these kind of water-suppressing beasts used to suppress the monsters in the water on the columns and pillars or the dragon gate stones. But Chen Ping'an couldn't detect the traces of residual spiritual energy in this ancient water-suppressing beast, as if it was just a decorative ornament.

While Chen Pingan was looking at the water in a daze, the fairy Fan Wan'er, who was born in Jingxin Pavilion, met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Wei Yan, who was supposed to return to the palace of Nanyuan Kingdom.

Although this man is a nobleman from Tianhuang, he is a young master who hides his secrets. His martial arts mentor is an older generation master who exiled from the northern border to Nanyuan Kingdom. As Wei Yan said, they are the small group of people closest to the top ten masters in the world today. The master of Crown Prince Wei Yan has an sworn feud with the Chuihua Sect, one of the three sects of the Demon Sect. Therefore, His Highness the Crown Prince, who has this status and is respected by both the Hushan Sect and Jingxin Pavilion, is considered to be a man of the right path and has hope. To become a leader of the next generation, Jing Xinting even intends to support him as the next monarch of Nanyuan Kingdom.

As for Ya'er, who is a member of the demon sect, he is secretly supporting Wei Yan's younger brother Wei Chong. The two sides have engaged in intrigues, framed each other, and fought for the favor of the old emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom. They have fought for five or six times. The arena of the year.

Fan Wan'er and Wei Yan were scattered in the quiet night. Wei Yan said softly: "Fan Fairy, if you want to see that person, you don't need to hide it from me. He can hide in the main hall of Baihe Temple. From then on, He didn't let us notice from the beginning to the end. He is definitely not an ordinary gangster. What if something happens to you if he is a member of the Demon Cult?"

Fan Wan'er doesn't want to let Wei go. Yan, the future emperor of Nanyuan, felt grudged and said with a smile: "Your Highness, do you think you are related to Wan'er, the Qing Ya'er who doesn't know his real name from the Demon Sect, Zhou Shi, the hairpin groom of Chunchao Palace, plus the rest? There are six young masters of about the same age, a total of ten, echoing the top ten masters in the world. Among the ten of us, who has the highest martial arts?"

Wei Yan already knew this, except for a good one? The master is still the prince of a country, and his spies are all over the world.Next, even if he has never been in the Jianghu, he is already familiar with the secrets of the Jianghu. Wei Yan said without thinking, "It's hard to say who will be the leader, but the top three have already been determined. Once the battle of life and death, once When we meet on a narrow road, who will live and who will die depends on who is better at fighting for the general trend in the world. The time and place are favorable, and whoever holds more will win."

At this point, Wei Yan glanced. Looking behind the woman, Fan Wan'er did not bring any weapons when traveling tonight. He smiled and said: "Fairy Fan is proficient in Jingxinting, Hushan School and the long-lost White Ape Back Swordsmanship. The three schools of saints are all inclusive, so of course she can take the position." Rank Sanjia, my master sincerely praised the fairy. There are two Fan Wan'er with swords on their backs."

Fan Wan'er said with a smile: "Your Highness is ridiculous."

"The last person should be Feng Qingbai, whose origin is unknown. He has appeared in the past ten years. There is no trace of his life experience or his apprenticeship. He likes to travel around and constantly challenges masters from all walks of life. Grandmaster, you only know that this person has made rapid progress. If you look at his opponents, you will find that he has grown from a layman who knows a little about three-legged cats to the world's top master in just ten years."

After saying this, Wei Yan turned around and asked: "Fairy Fan, among the other seven, is there anyone who is hiding more deeply?"

Fan Wan'er walked on a quiet and deserted bridge with his hands behind his back. Go up, get close to the railing, and slap it again and again

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Carving the head of a crouching lion on the small stone above, he shook his head and said: "Even if it is true, at least I and I Even Jing Xinting didn't know."

Wei Yan smiled warmly. He never thought that Fairy Fan could be so playful. For a moment, he looked at those moist eyes and felt a little crazy.

A man’s inferior vision only looks at a woman’s face, his medium vision looks at her figure, and his superior vision looks at a woman’s demeanor.

What's more, Fan Wan'er has all three, and he is still the most romantic in the world.

How to make His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Nanyuan Kingdom, who has eyes above his head, not be moved by her, a graceful lady, a gentleman with a good temper, Wei Yan's love for her, whether it is words or eyes, is neither lustful nor presumptuous, But he never deliberately hides it.

Wei Yan stopped, then quickened his pace, walking side by side with her, wanting to reach out and hold her delicate hand, but unfortunately he did not have the courage.

Fan Wan'er stopped, turned sideways, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his eyebrows were sad, and he said slowly: "The reason why I talked about this is to talk about a strange thing that I still can't understand."

Wei Yan asked curiously: "Tell me about it."

Fan Wan'er rubbed his eyebrows, Wei Yan worriedly said: "What's wrong, but the white-robed swordsman madeWhat insidious tactics were used? "

She smiled and shook her head, "Your Highness, have you ever heard of 'banishing the immortal' from your master?

Wei Yan said with a smile: "My master is a gangster. Don't mention this. He dislikes literati and poets the most. He always says that they are helpers of eggless women. When he was young, he learned martial arts from his master." , as long as I speak a little politely while chatting, I will be beaten. So I can only appreciate the elegance of the banished immortal from the poems. "

Since Wei Yan had no clues, Fan Wan'er did not want to say more about the matter and changed the subject. She looked far-reaching and murmured: "Your Highness, have you ever had the feeling that when When we experience something, or walk through a place or meet a person, do we always feel a little familiar? "

Wei Yan nodded, "Yes, why not." "

His Royal Highness the Prince found it interesting and asked with a smile: "Does Fairy Fan also believe in the Buddhist theory of reincarnation? ”

Fan Wan’er shook his head.

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On Guniu Mountain outside the capital, there were seven or eight people standing tonight, among whom the color was like The childish Yu Zhenyi of the Hushan School looked solemnly, looking at the outline of the capital in the night.

A sloppy man smelling of alcohol, even his sword was given to the wine shop woman, named Lu Fang. .

Zhong Qiu, the master of the Nanyuan Kingdom, is an unsmiling, thin man with an elegant temperament. It is hard to imagine that he will be the best in the world.

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Yu Zhenyi's voice was as young and clear as his appearance, and he slowly said: "Except for Old Devil Ding, Chunchao Palace Zhou Fei, Ranger Feng Feng, and Jingxinzhai Tong Qingqing, these four people, we I'm afraid one more person will be killed.

Lu Fang laughed at himself: "It can't be me, right?" "

Zhong Qiu glanced at him coldly.

Lu Fang spread his hands and said helplessly: "Can't you just make a joke? ”

In addition to three of the four great masters, there are also some people on the top of the mountain who should never appear here.

But without exception, either the top ten on the list One of the masters is either a martial arts master like Master Wei Yan.

Tonight's Guniu Mountain, and then the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, is destined to not talk about good and evil.

Yu Zhenyi stared at a certain place in the capital and said softly: "Lu Fang, you and your friend should solve the biggest accident first. I don't care whether you join forces to kill someone or kill someone alone, but you can only succeed and not fail. , within three days, bring the man’s head and all the items on his body. The old rule is that the murderer gets it. "

Lu Fang touched the back of his head and sighed.

Someone in the distance smiled sinisterly, eager to try.

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He quietly left again before dawn. I went to the Imperial Academy in the capital and listened to the lectures of those masters again, until the sun was shining brightly.At noon, I walked back to Zhuangyuan Lane, deliberately avoiding the house related to the old man named Ding and Zhou Shi, the hairpin man.

There are several small and cramped bookstores in Zhuangyuan Lane. In addition to selling books, they also sell some four treasures of the study that cannot be called desk supplies. They are crude and simple, but fortunately the prices are not high. After all, the buyers here are They were all poor scholars who came to Beijing to take exams. Chen Ping'an bought a few loosely written landscape travel notes from a shop. He will definitely not read them in the near future. He just wants to add more books to Luo Luoshan.

When Chen Ping'an walked back to the alley where he lived, the handsome little guy happened to come back from get out of class. The two of them walked in the alley together. The child seemed to have something to hide, and he was too embarrassed to say it after holding it in for a long time.

Chen Pingan pretended not to see it and returned to the house. Dinner was at the same dining table with the child and his family. As agreed when renting the house in advance, the family gave Chen Pingan two bowls. Chopsticks were charged an extra thirty cents a day. The old woman swore that fish would be included in every meal. In fact, Chen Ping'an often went out. He would either leave early and come back late, missing the meal, or simply not being around for a while. The old woman was very happy.

There was not much oil or water on the table today. The old woman smiled and apologized, saying why Mr. Chen didn’t say hello earlier today so that he could prepare the ingredients.

Chen Pingan smiled and said that it would be enough if he could eat enough.

The old woman asked what Ming'er said. When she heard Chen Ping'an said that she was going out tomorrow, the old woman sighed and complained that Mr. Chen was too busy and it was so difficult to eat a home-cooked meal. In fact, her son My wife's cooking skills are quite good, I can't say how good she is, but she can definitely cook.

The woman who had been lowering her head to pick up the rice, not even daring to pick up an extra chopstick, raised her head slightly and smiled honestly. Her mother-in-law praised herself for the first time.

After Chen Pingan had eaten, he moved a small stool and went to the street corner where the child's grandfather often played chess with others. It was a rare street paved with bluestones. Generations have lived here. The people on the side are watching people coming and going, chatting with neighbors about their parents' shortcomings, which can relieve boredom. If you see a kid from a rich family galloping past on horseback, or a well-known brothel girl walking away. It can brighten up a whole street.

Chen Ping'an was sitting not far from the chess stall, where a lot of people were surrounding him. Suddenly he found that the child had also moved a stool and sat next to him.

I had already taken off the "Sword Qi" and put it in the house, enjoying the cool air in the market, and carrying a sword on my back, which was outrageous. He took the sword-raising gourd with him, but let the more obedient Feijian Fifteen stay in the yard to prevent others from stealing it. Now that the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom is not at peace, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. It must be time for everyone to get up soon. .

Aware of the child's awkwardness, Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Are you worried?"

The child, who knew some rough etiquette after attending school, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry. , Mr. Chen."

Chen Ping'an said softly: "What do you say?"

The child sat on the short bench with his hands clenched on his knees, not daring to do so. Looking at Chen Ping'an, "My mother often takes advantage of Mr. Chen's absence toGo look through Mr. Chen’s things. "

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment. He thought it was the old woman with harsh words who often went to his room to "visit" and look through things. He never thought it was the mother of the child who looked very honest.

The child's mood became more and more heavy, "Later, Mr. Chen left for a long time, and my mother secretly took the books that Mr. Chen put on the table and gave them to me. I couldn't help myself, so I flipped through the books and took a peek. , I know this is not good. "

Chen Pingan wanted to say an understatement of "It's okay", but he quickly swallowed it back and changed his words: "Yes

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Not good. "

I was wandering around the capital one day. One day at a noisy temple fair, I saw a wealthy and elegant couple, followed secretly by a group of naked followers. A five or six-year-old child saw a The beautiful sister was selecting items at the stall, so he ran over and pulled the girl's sleeves. The child naturally had no ill intentions, just to attract the attention of adults. The girl ignored her at first, but the child came from a powerful family. Seeing this She was a little annoyed that her sister was ignoring her, and the strength in her hands became stronger and stronger. The girl was impatient because of the entanglement, but she was well-educated and did not care about the ignorant child, so she raised her head and looked at the person standing not far away. The mother of the child called the child back to stop him from messing around.

If this scene stopped there, it would be fine if Chen Pingan had seen it.

But. That woman with a noble temperament said something that Chen Pingan couldn't let go of, but he couldn't figure out the crux of it.

The woman who must have walked out of the Zhongming Dingshi House must educate her children. That sentence, "You see my sister is angry, stop being naughty. "

At first glance, there is no problem. The woman's demeanor has always been worthy of the word grace. She looks at her son with kind and doting eyes, and her attitude towards the girl is absolutely not bad at all.

It was only at this moment that Chen Pingan chatted with the child and figured out the reason.

It was similar and similar to the tragic incident involving the old man Song Yushao of Shushui Country. There is a difference.

It is wrong for a woman to teach her son like this.

If the girl next to the stall is not angry, can the child behave like this? Compared with the tragic incident involving Senior Song Yushao, this "innocuous little thing" in the market seems to be too serious to talk about. If you really talk about it endlessly, it will definitely give the woman the suspicion of being inhumane. Are you being unreasonable and pushing too far? Even the girl may not appreciate it.

Chen Pingan took out the bamboo slip and looked at the left and right ends. Move in the middle.

Many marks have been carved on it.

The left and right index fingers of Chen Pingan's hands were placed against the two ends of the bamboo slip like a ruler, and he turned his head. He smiled at the uneasy child and said, "Your mother must have done something wrong by doing this. If you know your mistake and don't correct it, it's still not right. However, after knowing this, you stillYou must understand that things in the world are divided into big and small. In life, apart from right and wrong, right and wrong, it is ultimately about human feelings. For example, why did your mother do this? She didn’t want you to study more and become a child, a scholar, or a scholar in the future. Master, even passed the imperial examination? Your mother is such a hard-working person. Is it because she wants to honor her ancestors and dress well and eat well? I don't think so. I just want you to have a good life in the future, right? If you understand why your mother did such wrong things, you don’t have to think too much about it. You already know her mistakes and her kindness to you. Now it’s your turn. After you read the book, After learning the sages' principles from books, you know how to be polite. So if time goes back and you are given another chance, what would you do? "

The child has been listening very carefully, because Chen Pingan explained the truth in a simple way, and he is a smart child, so he understood it. After thinking carefully, "I should give the book that my mother stole. , quietly put it back in Mr. Chen’s room, and then borrow books from you openly, is this right? ”

Chen Pingan nodded and said: “I can only say that on my side, it’s already right. If it were someone else, you might have to think more.” "

The child said happily: "Mr. Chen, you won't blame my mother, will you? "

Chen Pingan rubbed his little head and said, "Some mistakes can be made up for, so you just did it. "

The child nodded vigorously, "So sir, tell us that knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements! ”

Chen Pingan, who never spoke a few words to anyone, actually talked so much to a child today. Even he was surprised, but he felt a little calmer again. Even if he goes to practice sword fighting now, there will be no problem.

Chen Pingan put away the bamboo slip and put it back in his sleeve, and then simply said a few more words. “You have to eat every day to survive. ”

“On the premise of having enough food and clothing, reading and reasoning is not necessarily to become a sage, but to make yourself live a better life. Of course, it may not necessarily be better, but the classic teachings of Confucian saints and the wise words of gentlemen and sages from generation to generation, at least, give us the most 'correct' possibility, telling us that life can be like this. Yes, it makes me feel at ease. "

The child said in a daze: "Mr. Chen, I don't understand some of this. ”

Chen Ping’an smiled and said: “There are many things that I haven’t thought through. It’s like building a house with just a few pillars. It’s still far from being able to shelter from wind and rain.” It's far away, so you don't need to take it seriously. It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not. If you have questions in the future and you don't understand them, you can ask the teacher at the school. "

The child stood up with a smile, carrying a small stool, bowed to Chen Pingan, and said that he was going home to copy and write. The teacher was very strict, and he would be punished if he was lazy even a little bit. .

Chen Pingan smiled and waved: "Go. "

Chen Pingan did not turn around and said: "Throw away the stone in your hand. ”

A young voice sounded from behind, and then there was the sound of stones falling to the ground. It seemed that the stones were not small.

A skinny little girl clapped her hands, swaggered up to Chen Pingan and squatted down, turned around and asked, "Can you lend me the stool?"

Chen Ping ignored him and took it off. Raise a sword gourd and start drinking.

The little girl asked again: "You are so rich, can you give me some? Didn't you just say that you have to eat every day to prevent people from starving to death."

Chen Pingan didn't look at her and asked: "How did you find me here?"

The conversation between the two was completely wrong.

The little girl said pitifully: "I know you are not short of money. You don't feel bad if you give me a few taels of silver, but I can buy a lot of dry biscuits and meat buns. In winter, every year in Beijing Many old beggars will freeze to death. It would take a lot of effort to take off the tattered clothes they are wearing. Look, this is what I am wearing now. If I had money, I would definitely do it. You can get through it."

Chen Pingan still didn't look at her, "This one must be so good, but the one I wore last time was secretly taken out by that little girl and given to you. Clothes? Why don't you wear them today just to see me?"

The little girl seemed innocent and didn't understand what Chen Pingan meant at all. She smiled coquettishly: "It's a big summer day. , the clothes are torn, but they are cooler. The one she gave me is something I usually can’t bear to wear. I will take it out in winter and wear it. It’s very warm.”

Chen Ping’an suddenly stood up and looked around. Looking at the ends of the street, the words were spoken to the squatting little girl, "Go and stand against the wall. No matter what happens next, don't make a sound."

The little girl is thinking. He was active and secretly observing Chen Pingan all the time, so he glanced at Chen Pingan early, then he mumbled and complained, got up, and was about to run to the wall to take refuge, when he suddenly heard the man say: "Get it on the bench."

She was unhappy, "Why should I help you get it? Are you my long-lost wild father?"

Chen Pingan said straightforwardly: "Ten Money."

"Okay, Dad!" A smile appeared on the little girl's dark face, and she picked up the small stool and ran away.

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