Chapter 333: There is a dojo in the snail shell

Most of the hermits and rangers in the human world have weird personalities that cannot be reasoned with.

Chen Pingan was not curious about the secretive man in green shirt.

As the knife sharpener Liu Zong said before, the road under everyone’s feet is so wide. It is not a narrow path, let alone a single-plank bridge. Everyone goes their own way, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Outside the inn, the slovenly man in green shirt did not go far. In fact, he was squatting at the door of the inn, with the thin dog lying next to him. The man turned to look at the dog, feeling that he lived better than it. It might as well be that he wanted to recite a poem for a while, but after searching for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a masterpiece that was ridiculed as a "lime poem" by the little lame man. The man comforted himself in his heart, it doesn't matter, the article is made by nature, and the skillful hand comes by chance. , no need to force it.

The second floor of the inn.

Chen Pingan hesitated whether to invite Zhu Lian again.

The reason is that he wants to stay in the Daquan Dynasty for a while, and there is only one Wei Xian around him, who can at most protect Pei Qian, and it is difficult to help him. Once he is in a dangerous situation like the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, all parties will They are all enemies, and Chen Pingan is worried that he will make a mistake while busy.

After Chen Pingan successfully invited Wei Xian from one scroll, he never touched the second one. It was not that he felt sorry for Guyu money, but eleven Guyu coins were exchanged for a founder of Nanyuan Kingdom. The emperor in history was surrounded by thousands of enemies, and was once the number one person in the world. Chen Ping'an was able to hold his own even if he didn't secretly enjoy himself.

The reason why the bottom line was set at ten Guyu coins at that time was not because Chen Pingan felt that Wei Xian and his like were only worth this price, but because at that time, he was afraid of the old Taoist who seemed to be in a bad mood when they met for the last time. He got the picture scroll, but he couldn't afford it at all. The old Taoist was both bad at rules and disgusting. Chen Ping'an couldn't keep gambling.

Grain Rain money is, after all, the rarest of the three types of immortal money. One coin is equivalent to a million taels of silver, a small mountain of silver. After the annexation of the Lu Dynasty, the Great Li Dynasty claimed to be the most powerful country in the world. How much is the annual tax in the northern part of Juebaopingzhou? Sixty million taels of silver. Of course, this is just the money that the Song family of Dali put on the table.

The reason why Chen Ping'an has been standing still these days is because of the unusual meaning in the words of the little Taoist boy carrying the golden sword gourd on his back. The guy clearly wants to trick him, and he is right there. On the painting of Wu Madman Zhu Lian. The old Taoist, probably out of shame, only dug a small hole for Chen Pingan, while the little Taoist dug out a big hole with all his strength.

Chen Pingan piled up the remaining Guyu coins at hand, twisted one up, and gently threw it into the scroll.

The clouds and mist are rising, and I never tire of it.

In the lobby on the first floor, the old man on the other side of the curtain knocked on the cigarette rod, stood up, came to the counter, and glanced outside the door, "That down-and-out scholar is not simple."

The woman flipped the abacus absentmindedly, "Third Master, you have nagged me so many times. I know better than to really piss him off."

The old man put his elbow on the counter. , swallowing the clouds, and said in a deep voice: "If you really like her, just remarry. If your father doesn't agree, I will support you later."

The woman stamped her foot and said angrily: "Third Master, what are you talking about? How could I like him?" !

The old man said calmly: "It's not bad. Although I don't know the origin, I can't tell the difference between young people. How many young people can there be at the border of Daquan?" With a clean shave, maybe he still looks okay. "

The woman simply ignored the last sentence, raised her chin, and nodded toward Chen Pingan's room upstairs, "How many can there be? Third Master, do you think this young foreign guest wearing a white robe and hanging a red gourd, together with the personal attendant, can tell the difference? No, inside and outside the store, aren’t there just three of them at once? "

The old man said the next sentence with a straight face, and was about to go back to the kitchen to make some food for himself to reward the five internal organs temple. "You are so kind as a donkey liver and lungs, you deserve to be a widow for so many years. ”

The woman had long been accustomed to the old man’s temper and called out to the old man softly, “No matter what, those three people upstairs are all benefactors. You Xiaer, I stripped you of all your clothes and threw them at the gate of Hu'er Town overnight. You treated two big men like this and turned them into young ladies. You almost hanged yourself. "

The old man curled his lips and said: "It's not like he's a master of evil. Why am I drugging people?" I'm afraid that you would drug that offspring and make him crazy and do whatever you want. "

The woman slapped her hand in a gesture, "A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth.

The old man likes to be more serious, "Go and ask the prosperous money tree outside the door, can it spit out ivory?" "

The woman replied, "I'm not a dog, and I can't stand a chance with Wangcai, unlike you.

The old man nodded the woman with his cigarette pole, "Whoever falls in love with you in the future will be unable to hold down the coffin boards of his ancestors." "

The woman doesn't care about these words. She has been in the market and running inns for so many years, entertaining guests from all over the world. Her words smell of meat, knives, and vinegar. She has never seen anything before, so she lowers her voice. , "That big demon was killed by this person, right?

The old man shook his head, "If it is true that the number one general under the water god of Pine Needle Lake, haha, only the earthly immortals and their like can have such extraordinary abilities. Although this careless scholar is definitely not simple, he is not yet As for being so strong. It's not like those old masters from the academy who are doing academic work. Those Confucian sages who have done such righteous deeds will not hide their heads and tails, and there is no need to deliberately hide it, right? "

The woman fell into deep thought.

The old man finally persuaded: "Okay, I won't say good things twice, and I will nag you one last time. I think the down-and-out scholar has nothing but poverty. A little bit, a little bit ugly, a little bit mean-mouthed, a little bit ungrateful, but actually it’s not bad, at least he is a young and strong man...”

The woman’s face was dark, and her teeth were jumping. Say one word, "Get out!" ”

The hunchbacked old man’s face remained as usual, and he turned around and left.

The vicissitudes of his face was like an old knotted bark. If there were mosquito bites, the old man would probably be slightly wrinkled.A brow can pinch it to death.

The palms of both hands are covered with calluses. They are clasped behind their backs, with their left hands resting on their right wrists and their right hands holding a cigarette stick.

The old man seemed to be talking to himself: "It's late at night, and it's winter, where does the cat's name come from? It's strange, the little cripple is still asking me today."

The woman's face turned slightly red, she gritted her teeth and cursed: "You old and dishonest thing deserves to be a bachelor for the rest of your life!"

The little cripple just finished clearing the table when he heard the last conversation between the old hunchback and the landlady. Face asked curiously: "Madam boss, what's going on? We don't have any cats in our inn. Could it be a wild cat that sneaked into the inn from outside? If you catch me, you have to beat me up. I'll tell you, there's a cat in the kitchen." Chicken drumsticks, steamed buns, etc. are often missing from the side. It must have been eaten secretly by her greedy mouth. Don’t worry, boss lady, I will definitely pull it out..."

The woman took out a feather duster from behind the counter and pointed it at The little cripple was beaten on the head, "Get it out, I'll let you find it out!"

She was still angry, walked around the counter, and chased the young boy who was weak, beating him hard. The cripples were walking as fast as flying.

She threw the feather duster casually, hesitated for a moment, crept upstairs, slowed down her pace, walked back and forth, but couldn't hear any movement, returned to the lobby on the first floor, and was in a daze for a while. , went to the old hunchback's territory behind the curtain, picked up a palm-sized piece of dried meat from the kitchen, and took a small pot of green plum wine that had been brewed for half a year. When he walked outside the inn, he saw the down-and-out scholar squatting next to the dog. After making a sound, the man in green clothes raised his head, threw wine and meat to him, and said coldly: "One tael of silver, recorded in the account, not given to you for free."

Until the woman stepped over After walking into the lobby, the man in green shirt looked away and sighed: "Wangcai, do you know what this is called? This is the most difficult thing to accept the kindness of a beauty."

He tore off a small piece of He gave a piece of meat to Wangcai at his feet, and then touched his beard, "What if I shaved my beard?"

When the woman walked up to the second floor, Chen Pingan lightly said He pressed the scroll lightly and turned to look at the door.

Fortunately the woman did not knock on the door to disturb.

When she walked down the stairs, Chen Pingan continued to throw money.

Chen Pingan threw twelve Grain Rain coins into the scroll in one go.

Still unable to get Zhu Lian to show up.

Chen Pingan picked up the sword gourd at hand, then remembered that he ran out of wine before entering the inn, so he could only put it down gently.

The Yin Shen of the Song family in Laolongcheng paid for the bamboo slip and took out ten Grain Rain coins. Flying Eagle Fort Lutai divided the spoils and paid Chen Pingan twenty coins, plus the entry and exit of the trip to Hanging Mountain. Chen Ping'an had a total of twenty-nine Guyu coins. For Wei Xian, he ate eleven of them for the picture scroll, leaving eighteen.

There were only six Guyu coins on the table.

Martial Madman Zhu Lian is still "posing" in the painting for the time being and refuses to step out, so the other two paintings are of Demon Cult Lu Baixiang, the only female Sword Immortal Sui You in the history of Ouhua Blessed Land , and Chen Ping'an had to spend more money.How many come?

Chen Pingan sighed and glanced at the smiling old man in the painting.

If you throw any more into it, you will really go bankrupt. Although you have accumulated a lot of snow money and Xiaoshu money, they are just numbers. After they are actually converted into Guyu money, they will shrink seriously. .

Chen Pingan felt helpless, put away the scroll and hid it in Feijian Fifteen, opened the door, and went downstairs to drink to relieve his boredom. He had forgotten to put wine in the sword gourd in order to carry Wei Xian upstairs. Shaking the empty "ginger pot", Chen Ping'an thought about the little Taoist boy carrying the huge golden gourd. He cursed in his heart and said about the other six "best" sword-raising gourds in the world. The one the little Taoist boy was carrying should be Wouldn’t it be the best at holding drinks?

Chen Ping'an didn't know clearly at the moment, but he had guessed it accidentally. In fact, he only guessed half of it.

The golden sword-raising gourd named "Dou Liang" indeed contains the most wine in the world, and it is the one from the East China Sea

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Water, for this reason, the entire East China Sea water level dropped several feet.

Therefore, even a poor scholar can't help but admire him, and add the last half of flattery: a small gourd can raise thousands of dragons, the Taoist ancestor is good, the great is good, and the old man is good.

Of course, it is also possible that he said this as a coincidence because he destroyed many lotus leaves in the Lotus Cave while discussing Taoism with an old Taoist.

In the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, in the Confucian Temple known as the "gentle and authentic" Confucianism, those clay statues of saints who still stand high on the altar will definitely not be able to do such a thing. He stole other people's things and then sold them to behave like a rogue, but he, an old scholar whose statue was moved out of the Confucian Temple, did it so naturally, even more naturally than the Taoist immortals in Baiyu Jing.

When we got downstairs, the landlady was smiling like a flower.

Handsome, rich, and of good temperament, the more the woman looks at Chen Pingan, the more attractive she becomes.

Chen Pingan asked for a pound of small jar of green plum wine that had been brewed for five years, and poured it into Yangjian Gourd in front of the landlady.

In the eyes of women, the sword-raising gourd is just a vermilion wine gourd. It is worthless if you rub it until it shines, but it will be given to you if you look at it and it is loved by at least two generations. Used as an old item.

The woman held her cheek with one hand and sat sideways on the bench. She turned her head and looked at the young man who was pouring the wine with a steady hand. Her cheeks were slightly red and the alcohol halo had not faded away. , asked with a smile: "Master, wouldn't it be easier to drink from a bowl? If I finish drinking this pound of wine for you, wouldn't you have to put it in the gourd again?"

But even so, she still I brought a pot of wine over and drank by myself. I didn't forget to bring three plates to accompany the wine and food, and of course two pairs of chopsticks.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I only have this amount of drinking capacity, just finish it, no need to pretend anymore."

The woman smiled and said: "Your friend's drinking capacity is really Okay."

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed, thinking that Wei Xian, you are the founding emperor after all, it's too embarrassing.

Chen Pingan seems casualAsked: "Since the Yao family's border troops are so famous in the border, does the boss lady know who the big shots are in the Yao family now?"

The woman raised her eyebrows, "Hey, young master, you can't be the one?" A spy from the Northern Jin Kingdom?"

Chen Ping'an pointed upstairs, "Is there a spy like me? With a friend who is so good at drinking?"< /p>

The woman nodded, "That's true. If the Northern Jin Dynasty were all spies like the Young Master, how could there be so many battles to fight? The world would be at peace soon."

She was a little confused. After drinking too much, she stretched out her arms and failed to catch the sauced pork on a plate even after trying it twice. Chen Pingan gently pushed the plate over. She glanced charmingly and simply put down her chopsticks, "Let me tell you something." It's okay, so that you, the barbarians from the south, know how powerful our Daquan frontier army is."

She burped, not feeling any embarrassment, "That Yao who has been on horseback for half his life. The old general is one of our Zhengtou generals in Daquan. He has three sons and two daughters. Unfortunately, two sons died and one daughter died. The youngest daughter married into the capital. It is said that she is a rare good family. It's a match made in heaven, a marriage made in heaven. There are a lot of grandchildren, two of them are the most promising ones. The grandson is called Yao Xianzhi. I heard he enlisted in the army at the age of ten. The granddaughter is called Yao Lingzhi, who is even more amazing. Her talent in martial arts is as good as the whole border. I’ve heard about it all.”

Chen Ping’an asked curiously: “Why do they all end with the word zigzag?”

The woman said with a smile: “It’s the word zigzag.”

Chen Pingan became more and more confused, "Shouldn't the word "determination of seniority" be in the middle? Are you different in Daquan?"

The woman said angrily: "How could I know that wealthy Yao? The family's ancestral rules don't allow rich people to have eccentricities."

Chen Pingan asked tentatively: "The Yao family's cavalry is so famous, there must be many envious people in Daquan, right?"

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "Ask me, who should I ask? Ask His Majesty the Emperor?"

She smiled to herself, full of flattery, "That's right. The emperor is impressed by my beauty and accepts me into the palace. I am old enough to be the emperor. Maybe the bed frame is made of gold..."

Maybe it's finally over. After talking about something that made people happy, the woman raised her wine glass and said loudly: "The road of life is narrow and the wine glass is wide. I, Jiuniang, will accompany you on this journey."

Chen Ping'an's eyes lit up, he raised his glass and smiled. Said: "I remember to write down this sentence. It's well said. Let's go!"

The two of them drank the remaining wine in the bowl.

A man in green shirt was sitting on the other side of the threshold, secretly looking at the man and woman having a happy conversation at the wine table, with a face full of resentment and a broken thought.

"A good dog doesn't block the road!"

A loud voice rang out, and the down-and-out scholar was kicked to stagger. Three men with knives on their waists strode away one after another. Enter the lobby.

The leader was a man with a strong build. In the winter, he deliberately showed some chest muscles. He sat on the bench to the left of Chen Pingan. There were two people under the man's hands.The two of them sat on a bench and a table, which was full in an instant. The strong man didn't want the white bowl handed over by a young swordsman. He grabbed the wine bowl in front of the woman and poured a bowl of green plum wine. The wine splashed everywhere. He drank it in one gulp and wiped his mouth. Suddenly he covered his stomach with one hand. , with a face full of fear, pointed at the woman with a trembling hand, and said in a trembling voice: "There's something wrong with this wine... There's poison in the wine..."

The two young men across the table immediately pressed the hilts of their knives, their faces pale. .

The woman said angrily: "Ma Ping, do you have shit in your head? Did you eat too much shit for lunch today, which happened to be poisonous, and it destroyed your brain?"

The man with the sword chuckled and returned to his normal expression, "It was just a joke, why are you scolding the Master?"

The two young colleagues beside him were so frightened that they quickly drank to calm down their shock.

The man glanced at Chen Pingan, who was in the way, "Boy, who is your family name? Take out the customs clearance document!"

When the woman was about to speak, Chen Pingan had already taken it out of her arms. The exit certificate was gently placed on the table of the strong man carrying the sword.

After the man picked it up, he looked at the densely packed red seals, large and small, and said, "There are quite a lot of seals. You have traveled such a long way?"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

The man got angry when he looked like this. He was used to the groveling and fawning smiles of the people in Hu'er Town. Here comes a man who doesn't know how to flatter others and bow his head. The key is that he looks quite handsome. Thinking of finding a way to deal with this kid, so that he can teach him that this is the local snake in Hu'er Town. When the tiger down the mountain encounters him, Ma Ping, he has to squat obediently, and the dragon crossing the river stays calmly, and no one else follows him. The nine ladies in the inn are flirting with each other.

The woman suddenly asked: "I heard that the town is haunted again? Who is the one who is so startled this time?"

As soon as he mentioned this unlucky thing, Ma Ping was speechless. Intrigued, he threw the customs clearance document back to the pretty boy, took a sip of wine, and said angrily: "You are so evil. In the past, you always harmed outsiders, but this time it was a small town itself that was poisoned. There is only one Mr. Liu, who owns the arm, knows that the bad old man who runs a paper money shop and often helps people do Feng Shui is completely crazy. In this weather, he is running around on the street without clothes in broad daylight and says he is too hot. Brother A few people had no choice but to lock him up. Within a few days, the room was filled with feces and urine, and the stench filled the sky. Now that I am more awake, I finally stop talking about those weird things. Brothers, don’t you want to come here quickly and talk to Jiuniang? I want to ask for a few bowls of green plum wine to strengthen my yang and relieve my bad luck."

The woman frowned and said, "Why don't you give it to the master you hired from the county for a lot of money last time? Do you have a pile of magical talismans? How do you think you are bragging to me, saying that 'when one talisman comes, all ghosts will retreat'?"

The strong man turned his head and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground. , "The master of bullshit is just a liar. I've been screwed too. Han Captou hasn't given me any shoes during this time."

Ma Ping exhaled a breath of filthy air, forced out a smile, and stretched out his hand to ask for it. Go touch the woman's little hand, womanCalmly retracting his hand and not letting him succeed, Ma Ping said with a smile: "Jiu Niang, what do you think of me? I'm more or less a respectable person in Hu'er Town, right? I make a lot of money, my family background is clean, and I have a good reputation. You have practiced martial arts and have endless strength, but you are not tempted? Jiuniang, don't be embarrassed, your brother Ma is not that kind of rigid person, and he doesn't care about your past."

The woman chuckled.

After that, several times he tried to take advantage of the situation under the guise of being drunk, but the woman got away with it. Ma Ping and two fellow detectives ordered a table of food, drank a lot of meat and vegetables, and ate with their mouths full. Liuyou, it seemed that the autumn wind was coming, but in the end they still refused to leave. The three of them went upstairs to sleep, saying that they would return to Hu'er Town tomorrow.

Chen Pingan had sat at the next table early. While the little cripple was cleaning up, the woman sat next to Chen Pingan. She took a long breath, as if she was a little tired, and said with a wry smile: "This Ma Ping is a fox." The head catcher of Erzhen, his family has been doing this business for generations, and has only a little connection with the government offices. In such a big place, the so-called official, the one with the biggest official hat is just a sesame official who is not in the elite. They are subordinates, not officials, but they all have more arrogance than the sky." Pei Qian heard the noise outside, opened the door gently, squatted down, and put his head in the gap between the railings on the second floor. , secretly looked at the two guys below, and finally pulled it out, and trotted down the stairs. As soon as he approached the wine table, he heard the woman complaining to Chen Pingan about the troublesome little guys in the officialdom, saying that those police officers often come to the inn. Eating and drinking, she could only spend money to buy peace, otherwise what else could she do.

Pei Qian secretly laughed, grinned, and endured it for a long time. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing, "Spend money to buy peace, buy peace... Oops, I can't do it anymore." , I'm going to die laughing, my stomach hurts..."

Chen Ping'an stood up and came to Pei Qian, "Does it hurt?"

Pei's ears were pulled. Qian immediately stopped laughing and said pitifully: "My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, my ears hurt..."

The woman was confused and didn't know

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I wonder what the skinny little girl is laughing at.

Chen Pingan said goodbye to the woman, pulled Pei Qian's ears all the way, and walked towards the stairs. Pei Qian tilted his head and propped his heels, shouting that he didn't dare anymore.

As he walked up the stairs, he let go of Pei Qian's ears. When he reached the door of the room, he turned around and told Pei Qian: "Don't go out casually."

Pei Qian rubbed his ears and nodded. head.

After Chen Pingan closed the door, Pei Qian stood by the railing and happened to look into the eyes of the woman who was looking up. Pei Qian snorted coldly, jumped back to his house, and slammed the door hard.

The sun was setting outside the inn, and someone came on horseback. She was a cardamom girl with a ponytail. She was soft-looking, but had a strong aura. She was carrying a horse bow and wearing one. With her sword in hand, she casually placed the horse outside the door, obviously not worried that it would get lost.

The guest in green shirt was still teasing the strip outside the door.dog.

The girl glanced at the man but was not interested. After walking into the lobby, she looked around. When she saw the surprised woman, she was a little unhappy. She stopped and said to the woman: " Grandpa wants me to tell you, don’t open an inn recently, it’s uneasy here.”

The woman no longer showed any flattery in front of the girl, she looked as dignified as a lady from a noble family, and raised her finger. He gestured to his mouth that the wall had ears, and then whispered: "Lingzhi, I'm used to staying here."

The girl said angrily: "I don't know what's wrong!"

The woman smiled Asked: "Would you like some green plum wine?"

The girl's face was full of anger.

Drink? !

The woman also knew that she had made a mistake and was a little ashamed.

The girl said coldly: "Give me a room, I will leave tomorrow, you think carefully."

The little lame man cautiously led the girl to the second floor. Under the guidance of his eyes, he specially selected the cleanest and most elegant room for the girl.

After the light footsteps completely disappeared, Chen Pingan stacked the remaining six Guyu coins together.

Throw one by one into the scroll.

When the third Guyu coin disappeared into the screen, Chen Pingan stood up and slowly took a few steps back.

An old man stooped out of the scroll.

He jumped off the table, squinted at Chen Ping'an and smiled. He turned around and reached out to touch the scroll, but he came up empty. Even Pei Qian had sneaked a handful of the scroll. For Zhu Lian, Words are so close yet so far away.

Ethereal and intangible.

Zhu Lian was not angry, and said with a smile: "As expected, young master, is this your immortal magic in the world?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "That's right. ."

This old man with a habitual hunched figure seems completely different from the rumored madman Wu who went crazy.

The old man always has a smile on his face and a kind expression. In the Ouhua Blessed Land, this man almost turned the whole world upside down. The latecomer, Ding Ying, was also the No. 1 in the world. One person has a very distinct grandmaster aura, which is probably related to the fact that Ding Ying is tall, unsmiling, and wears a silver lotus crown.

The martial madman named Zhu Lian in front of him is far behind.

Compared to Wei Xian who kept everything in his stomach, Zhu Lian seemed to be more accepting of his fate and frank, frank and fair: "Now that I have arrived at the young master's hometown, I just have to adapt to the flow of energy in this vast world. , it will take several days to return to the peak level of cultivation before death, let alone, well, according to the young master, I should be at the sixth level of pure martial arts."

Said. At this point, the old man was quite self-deprecating, "It is possible to break through in one fell swoop, it is possible to be stagnant, and there is even a possibility that the spiritual energy here will be poured into the Qi Mansion, consuming the true energy and eroding the cultivation base a little bit. However, I have a feeling It feels like, apart from the big threshold of the Seventh Realm,, and then becoming a martial artist in the eighth and ninth realms is not a big problem. "

Zhu Lian said it straight to the point.

It is indeed much more refreshing than that boring gourd Wei Xian.

Zhu Lian walked to the window and opened it , closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "This Seventh Realm is a bit similar to the transformation of acquired nature into innateness among warriors in Ouhua Blessed Land. It is the most difficult step to cross. As long as you reach the seventh level of martial arts, I believe that your subsequent improvement in cultivation will be nothing but hard work year after year. I can't say for sure that the ninth level, the eighth level will definitely not be difficult. "

Zhu Lian turned around and smiled: "Of course, as long as I adapt to the existence of the rich spiritual energy here, I still have a chance to draw a tie with a pure martial artist of the Seventh Realm with average foundation. He would not be suppressed by the realm, and would have no choice but to wait for death if he met. As for the fight between people in the same realm, as long as they are not like Young Master, they have a great chance of winning. "

Chen Ping'an murmured: "Are the passes only in the seventh realm? "

The old man sat back at the table and tapped the table with one finger. "I am willing to serve the Young Master for thirty years. I hope that the Young Master can give me a free life after that. How about that?" "

Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head, "I don't know how to restore your freedom. ”

The old man was stunned and fell into silence, staring at the scroll.

Chen Pingan guessed that the scroll itself was similar to the natal porcelain of Lizhu Cave Sky. You can be the Jade Pu of the Upper Five Realms. The monks also had to be manipulated.

When he thought of this, Chen Pingan smiled.

Wei Xian was drunk, lying on the bed, talking in his sleep. , "There is no murderous intention in the body but the murderous intention is everywhere. This is the posture of an emperor. "

There was a knock on the door. Chen Ping'an put away the last three Guyu coins and scrolls, and was about to open the door, but Zhu Lian did it for him.

Pei Qian blinked, and then He quickly moved away from Zhu Lian and ran behind Chen Ping'an.

Zhu Lian closed the door, turned around and said with a smile: "The little girl has such good bones. Is she the young master's daughter? "

Pei Qian nodded vigorously.

Chen Pingan shook his head, then turned around and asked, "Do you have anything to do with me?" "

Pei Qian looked at Zhu Lian and shook his head.

Zhu Lian knew what was going on and asked with a smile: "Master, do you have a place to stay?

Chen Ping'an said: "After you go out, the second room on the right is the one, but Wei Xian lives over there. If you don't want to live with others, I can help you find another room." . ”

“Walking in the world, there is no such thing as this. "

Zhu Lian waved his hand, then stretched out his hand to rub his chin, thoughtfully, "Young Master, which Nanyuan founding emperor should you choose first? "

Chen Pingan nodded and warned: "You two, please don't have any disputes.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Thousands of people are enemies of Wei Xian. I admire him very much. How can I make him unhappy if I don't even have time to toast him." "

Zhu Lian walked out of the house and closed the door gently.

When there was only a gap left, Zhu Lian suddenly asked: "Dare you ask the young master why?How much did I spend? "

Chen Pingan replied: "Seventeen Guyu coins. "

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "It cost the young master a lot of money. "

Pei Qian was still worried after the old man left, so he went to lock the door and felt relieved.

Chen Pingan asked: "Wei Xian keeps a straight face every day. You're not even afraid. Zhu Lian is so kind and gentle, but you're so afraid? "

Pei Qian said softly: "I'm just afraid. "

Chen Pingan asked again: "What happened? "

Pei Qian said softly: "I don't think the proprietress is a good person. Adding a little cripple and an old hunchback, how strange it is. Could this be a black shop? Among the stories told by the storyteller under the overpass, there was a story about a black shop that liked to give customers sweating potion and then use it to make human meat buns. "

Chen Ping'an laughed angrily and said: "Don't think so wildly, go back and read quickly. "

Pei Qian sighed and left.

Chen Ping'an had no intention of looking through the remaining two scrolls. Lu Baixiang, Sui's right, happened to be reluctant to invite him. She was afraid that it would be easier to invite the gods than to give them away, and the other one didn't even dare to think of Pei Qian's feelings about Wei Xian and Zhu Lian.

In fact, her intuition was not the same. That's right.

The way Wei Xian looks at people is from high to low. After all, he is the king of a country who has left his name in history.

The way Zhu Lian looks at people is like that. It's like a living person looking at a dead person, his eyes are dark, as dark as a deep pool, and the smile on the old man's face is even more serious.

On the threshold of the inn, the man in green shirt looked up with his back to the lobby. Facing the gorgeous sunset on the horizon, I patted my knees gently, holding the wine flask, and chatting with each sip of green plum wine.

"You can see a dragon deep in the clouds, a deer in the deep forest, and a beauty beside the peach blossoms." , a hero on the battlefield, a celebrity in the back alleys..."

There was a bang.

The guest in green shirt was beaten and fell to the ground. He was thrown to the ground, but he did not forget to die. He clutched the wine bottle tightly.

It turned out to be the little cripple who kicked him on the back and said angrily: "It's endless, are you still addicted? I've tolerated you for a long time! "

The man stood up in embarrassment, patted the dust on his body, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know who I am? "

The little lame man felt guilty when he looked at the poor and unfamiliar scholar. He bit the bullet and shouted in a loud voice: "Who are you? "

The man in green shirt said seriously: "Why do you call Jiuniang? "

The little lame man was stunned, "The boss lady. "

The guest in green shirt asked again, "Then who are you, the husband of the landlady? ”

The little cripple almost went crazy.

Flying out of the threshold, using his fists and feet, he chased the bastard who only knew his surname Zhong.

The sunset

About. The scholar once had a prophecy.

Books.Even if he is angry with himself, he does not take his words seriously.

Before Zhong came down the mountain, all ghosts in the world were unstoppable.

(End of this chapter)