Chapter 566 The Silent Place

The cross-continental ferry of Pima Sect, dragged by mighty heroic warriors, runs in the sea of ​​clouds with lightning speed.

The ferry slowly docked at Niujiaoshan Ferry, and the boat shook slightly.

Chen Ping'an and Cui Dongshan stepped off the ferry. Wei Bo had been waiting for a long time, and Zhu Lian was far away in Laolong City. Zheng Dafeng said that he had sprained his ankle and would not be able to get out of bed for at least half a year, so he invited Cen Yuanji. Help guard the mountain gate.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Send us a ride to the foot of Luolu Mountain."

Wei Bo nodded in relief, and the three of them disappeared out of thin air and appeared at the gate of the mountain.

After seeing the three of them, Cen Yuanji was about to stand up when he saw that the three of them had already started climbing. The young mountain master among them nodded to her, then stretched out his hand and pressed softly, indicating that she should continue to practice boxing. , Cen Yuanji was not good at those empty polite greetings, and his impression of the young mountain master was very average, so he sat back on the bench, closed his eyes, and continued to control a breath of pure Qi to travel around the body.

Wei Bo asked: "Do you all know?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Senior Cui left a suicide note in Luoluo Mangosteen Building, not on the second floor, but on the desk on the first floor. The envelope said "Nuan Shu Opened".

According to the old man’s last wish, there is no need to bury him after his death. The ashes can be scattered anywhere in the Lotus Root Blessed Land. This matter cannot be delayed. In addition, there is no need to worry about the wishes of Cui's ancestral hall. The letter directly states that anyone who dares to climb Luolu Mountain will be beaten back with one punch.

Wei Bo explained: "Pei Qian has been staying there and said he would wait until Master returns to the mountain before saying hello to her. Zhou Mili also went to Lotus Root Blessed Land to accompany Pei Qian. Chen Lingjun left. On Luopo Mountain, she went to Qilong Lane to help Shi Rou with the New Year's Eve shop business, so now Chen Ruchu was the only one left on Luopo Mountain, but she should have gone to the county town to buy groceries. Then there are the two disciples recruited by Lu Baixiang, brother and sister Yuanbao Yuanlai."

Chen Ping'an said: "Congratulations on breaking through."

Wei Bo laughed at himself: "Dali Imperial Court. There are some small moves over there, and every reason is high-sounding, and even I think it makes sense."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The traces of Piyunshan's intentions regarding Jin Qing are too obvious. The two Dayue Mountain monarchs are in the same spirit. Even if Emperor Dayue knows that you don't have much selfishness, he will still have a grudge in his heart." Wei Bo said: "What can't be done depends on Jin. Qingshun's eyesight, if another mountain god were to take charge of Zhongyue, the life of Beiyue would only be more difficult in the future. All the five mountain kings in the past dynasties, no matter the dynasty or the vassal, were forced to tit-for-tat and weigh the pros and cons. Piyun Mountain had no choice but to For this reason, it is better to act like a bachelor. Anyway, the matter has come to this, and the Emperor of the Song Dynasty has to admit it even if he doesn't admit it. The moonlight wind of the great tiger."

Chen Pingan said: "As expected, those who can be tigers are not fuel-efficient lamps."

When they arrived at the Luolu Mountain Bamboo Tower, Chen Pingan said. He said softly: "I didn't expect it to be so fastIt is time to return to Nanyuan Kingdom. "

Cui Dongshan suddenly said: "I have already been there, so I just stay here to look after the house. "

Wei Bo took out the tung leaf umbrella that he had kept for the time being. After all, this thing was of great importance.

Wei Bo gently opened the small tung leaf umbrella and said : "Now that it has just been promoted to a medium blessed land, it is not appropriate for me to frequently enter and leave the Lotus Root blessed land. I will send you to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. "

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "Excuse me. ”

Chen Pingan’s figure disappeared in a flash.

Wei Bo sighed softly.

Cui Dongshan was already standing in the corridor on the second floor, leaning on the railing Go up, with your back to the door, looking into the distance.

Wei Bo closed the tung leaf umbrella and sat on the stone table.

Cui Dongshan said suddenly: "Wei Bo, don't worry. "

Wei Bo shook his head, "It's not that I'm worried. "

Then Wei Bo asked: "When will you leave Luopo Mountain? "

Cui Dongshan thought for a while, "When Mr. and Pei Qian return to Luolu Mountain, I will leave soon. I have already accumulated a lot of debt. That old bastard is the most vindictive. "

The two parties were not from the same place. In fact, there was nothing to talk about, so they fell silent.

After a long time.

Wei Bo asked: "Senior Cui is so worried. Is Chen safe? Not seeing her for the last time, and scattering her ashes early in the Lotus Root Blessed Land, I don't want to be buried on the Luolu Mountain. ”

Cui Dongshan replied: “Because my grandfather has the highest expectations for my husband. My grandfather hopes that my husband will care about me as little as possible, so as not to punch him in the future, which is not pure enough.” ”

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On a very familiar street in Nanyuan Capital City.

Chen Pingan was carrying a bamboo box on his back and holding a hiking pole. , walked slowly, turned into an alley, stopped at the door of a small house, looked at the couplets for a few times, and knocked on the door gently.

The person who opened the door was Pei Qian, and Zhou Mili was sitting in the small house. On the bench, there was a green bamboo stick.

Pei Qian stood there, raising his head and frowning hard.

Chen Pingan rubbed her little head. Master knows everything, don’t think too much about anything, you have done nothing wrong. "

Pei Qian clenched his hands into fists, lowered his head, and his body was shaking.

Chen Pingan gently pressed the little head and said softly: "It's so sad, why do you have to hold it in and not cry? After coming out and practicing boxing, Pei Qian is no longer the master's first disciple? "

Chen Ping'an squatted down, Pei Qian hugged him, and started sobbing instead of crying, so it was even more heartbreaking.

Zhou Mili also started crying. .

When Pei Qian cried until he was exhausted, Chen Pingan patted her on the head. He stood up and took off the bamboo box. Pei Qian wiped his face and quickly took the bamboo box. , Zhou Mili ran over and took the hiking pole.

Chen Pingan looked around, as if nothing had changed.

Zhou Mili held the hiking pole. Two hiking poles, and thenPut his bamboo chair at Chen Pingan's feet.

"She seems to be a little taller."

Chen Pingan also rubbed the head of the little girl in black, sat on the bamboo chair, was silent for a long time, and then said with a smile: "Wait a minute. I met Cao Qinglang, Mr. Zhong and some people, and we went back to Luopo Mountain together." Pei Qian's eyes were red and swollen. He sat next to Chen Pingan and reached out to gently grab Chen Pingan's sleeve.

Chen Pingan said softly: "Tell Master, tell me about the trip you took with Senior Cui?"

Pei Qian hummed and talked about that trip in detail. .

I talked for a long time.

Chen Pingan listened intently.

Someone pushed the door gently and saw the young man in a green shirt.

Cao Qinglang, a young man in scholar's shirt, softly shouted: "Mr. Chen."

Chen Pingan reached out and held Pei Qian's hand, stood up together, and said with a smile: "Qinglang, Now I look like a scholar."

Cao Qinglang bowed.

Chen Pingan was a little helpless, he was really a scholar.

Pei Qian stood on tiptoes, Chen Pingan turned sideways and lowered his head. She put her hand to her mouth and whispered: "Master, is Cao Qinglang sneaking into a Taoist cultivator and not doing his job properly? The Spring Festival couplets are better than Master's. Not even close, right?"

Chen Pingan smashed a chestnut.

Pei Qian showed signs of floods bursting their banks again.

Zhou Mili, who was holding two hiking poles, gasped.

So fierce.

When the two of them traveled together in the world before, he had never beaten him like this.

Zhou Mili frowned, tilted his head, and thought hard

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Get up, could it be that Pei Qian is A disciple picked up on the roadside? Isn't Her Royal Highness the princess living among the people at all?

Chen Pingan stretched out his thumb, gently rubbed the place where the chestnut landed on Pei Qian's forehead, and then asked Cao Qinglang to sit down.

Cao Qinglang moved a small bench and sat next to Chen Pingan.

Pei Qian sat between the two of them with a small bamboo chair.

Zhou Mili stood behind Pei Qian.

Chen Pingan asked: "Qinglang, how are you these years?"

Cao Qinglang smiled and nodded, "Very good, Mr. Zhong is my tutor at the school, Mr. Lu After arriving in our Nanyuan Kingdom, he often came to see me and gave me many books."

Then Cao Qinglang asked: "Mr. Chen, I have heard of 'Tiehuaxiu Rock Wall, Murderous Quiet Frog Strider'. Is this a poem?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, casually mentioned the name of the poet and the title of the collection of poems, and then asked: "Why do you ask this?"

Pei Qian originally wanted to be a great poet. He scolded Cao Qinglang for being shameless, and now he had his arms folded across his chest and looked at Cao Qinglang sideways.

Cao Qinglang pointed at Pei Qian, "Mr. Chen, I learned from her."

Pei Qian said angrily: "Cao Qinglang, believe it or not, I can hit you with one punch." Is your brain broad?"

Cao Qinglang nodded and said:"Believe it."

Pei Qian was so angry that his teeth itched.

Chen Pingan said: "You will take me to Mr. Zhong later. I have some things to discuss with Mr. Zhong."

Cao Qinglang nodded.

Chen Pingan laughed and said, "Mr. Zhong is already counting the way. He will be there soon. We will just wait."

Then Chen Pingan said to Pei Qian Said: "Have you missed anything from copying books every day?"

Pei Qian shook his head.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and said, "Take it and take a look."

Pei Qian immediately ran to the house and brought a large handful of paper. Chen Pingan flipped through the pages page by page and read them carefully. Afterwards, he returned Pei Qian and nodded: "I'm not lazy."

Pei Qian grinned, and Chen Pingan helped her wipe away her tears.

Then Chen Pingan stood up and said, "You guys stay here, I'll go talk to Mr. Zhong about something."

After Chen Pingan left, Pei Qian put the papers back room, sitting back on the small bamboo chair, holding his chin in his hands.

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At the corner of the street, Chen Pingan happened to meet Zhong Qiu.

After not seeing each other for many years, Mr. Zhong’s temples have become even whiter.

The two walked together on the street where they had fought each other and fought side by side. Both sides felt a lot.

As for the current situation of Lotus Root Blessed Land, Zhu Lian wrote in his letter, Li Liuyou said, Cui Dongshan also elaborated on it later, and Chen Pingan was already familiar with it.

Nanyuan Kingdom, Songlai Kingdom, Northern Jin Kingdom, and the border grassland have a total of four layouts. The territory seems to be the same, but this belongs to the category of "change of color of mountains and rivers". Only the one allocated to Chen Ping'an Nanyuan Kingdom is the people with complete souls. In addition, all living beings, vegetation, mountains and rivers have not "faded" and have not been reduced to those "people" in the blessed land of blank paper. According to Li Liu, the sentient beings in the remaining three places have "lost their meaning", so they were described by Zhu Lian as three "gongbi white drawing scrolls". But just like Lu Tai, Yu Zhenyi and others, as well as the young man from a scholarly family in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, all disappeared out of thin air in this blessed land. If the blessed land is divided elsewhere, Nanyuan Kingdom's national teacher Zhong Qiu will disappear out of thin air. , they are one of the few special cases who were favored by the old Taoist priest.

This is a veritable change of heaven and earth, and Taoism reaches heaven.

Zhong Qiu said straight to the point: "His Majesty the Emperor already has the intention to practice Taoism, but he hopes to see Nanyuan Kingdom unify the world before leaving the Lotus Root Blessed Land."

Chen Pingan asked : "Mr. Zhong, what do you think?"

The Emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom met him in a nearby restaurant. At that restaurant banquet, not counting Chen Ping'an, there were a total of six people. At that time, Huang Ting is among them. From the former Fan Wan'er and Tong Qingqing, after looking in the mirror, they transformed into Huang Ting, the crown prince of Taiping Mountain, a Tong Yezhou who was so blessed that even He Xiaoliang was her junior. Genius female cultivator. Chen Ping'an had previously traveled to Luzhou, Beiju, and had no chance to see this slightly inferior female crown who fought with Qi Jinglong on Trishan Mountain. However,According to Qi Jinglong, the fighting strength of both sides was actually the same, but Huang Ting was a woman after all. By the end of the fight, both sides had no time to care about life and death. In order to maintain the integrity of the Taoist robe on her body, she lost the battle, later than Qi Jinglong. Stand up from Tuli Mountain.

In the restaurant at that time, in addition to the Emperor Wei Liang who was in his prime, there were also Queen Zhou Shuzhen, His Royal Highness Prince Wei Yan, the ambitious but failed second prince Wei Yun, and the youngest Princess Wei Zhen.

Chen Pingan has an excellent memory.

At that banquet where everyone had their own thoughts, Chen Pingan remembered clearly not only everyone’s appearance, demeanor and words, but also what wine everyone drank and what food they ate.

The old monk of Xinxiang Temple not far from the alley, the place to eat at the night market of Baihe Temple, the treasures of the officials, the story of the poor scholar and the pipa girl in Zhuangyuan Lane are all still vivid in my mind. Thoughts on me.

Zhong Qiu was silent for a moment, with a sad look on his face, "a little discouraged."

His tireless pursuit of self-cultivation, family governance, country governance, and world peace seemed to be something he could do after the truth came to light. Everything was just someone extending a palm and repeating things, Zhong Qiu was a little tired.

I may even wonder, is it really that I am wrong and Yu Zhenyi is right?

Chen Pingan said slowly: "From now on, in this world, cultivators, mountain spirits, landscape gods, monsters and monsters will all spring up like mushrooms after a rain. Mr. Zhong should not be discouraged, because although I am The nominal owner of this Lotus Root Blessed Land, but I will not interfere with the trend of the human world. The Lotus Root Blessed Land was not my Chen Pingan’s crop land and vegetable garden in the past, and it will not be the same in the future. I won’t stop you from cultivating the Tao. However, the world’s affairs at the foot of the mountain are left to the people to deal with. Whether it’s wars or the unification of Haiyan and Qingping, emperors, generals, and ministers all rely on their abilities, temples, civil servants, and gods. , you must follow the rules, otherwise the whole world will only become more and more evil and become a smoky atmosphere, with people and ghosts everywhere, gods and gods."

Zhong Qiu smiled and asked: "You are. Want to see the great road from the perspective of a world?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, "I have never thought about it, but what Mr. Zhong said is somewhat similar."

Zhong Qiu asked. : "What is the situation like in the vast world outside?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and replied: "The human heart is still the human heart. But compared to Nanyuan Kingdom, my hometown is so vast. The world is full of wonders. And there is more than one world. Mr. Zhong should go out and take a look. It doesn’t matter if it’s a little late.” The eldest prince Wei Yan succeeded to the throne. As for the second prince Wei Yun, he has been detained by the current emperor for a long time. I have just resigned from the Imperial Counselor, but I will not leave immediately. I plan to travel around this small world first. Chen Ping'an, I hope. You can keep your promise and don’t treat the people of this world as puppets and playthings, only as you canGoods bought and sold casually. But I, Zhongqiu, am not a pedantic scholar who doesn’t know how to adapt, and I will not pretend to be a villain. As long as I accept the rules finally formulated by you, Chen Pingan, then everything I do in the future will be within the rules. Although I can't bear it, I still won't make irresponsible remarks. "

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Actually, there is another way to make Mr. Zhong feel more at ease. "

Zhong Qiu asked: "You want me to be your guest?" "

Chen Pingan's hands

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The sleeves walked slowly, without denying at all, "Mr. Zhong is a literary man. How could I miss the genius of Master Sage Wu? No matter what, I had to give it a try.

Zhong Qiu smiled and said, "Isn't there Zhu Lian beside you?" To be honest, among the people I admire most in Zhongqiu's life, Zhu Lian, the son of an aristocratic family who turned the tide, is one of them, and Zhu Lian, the martial arts madman with pure boxing skills, can still be considered one. Zhu Lian, who had met a living person before, was so close at hand, as if he saw someone walking out of the pages of the book, which made people feel even more absurd.

Chen Ping'an said: "Mr. Zhong just needs to hang up his name in our Luolu Mountain Patriarch Hall. It won't delay Mr. Zhong's future travels to far and wide, and there will be no restrictions at all." "

Zhong Qiu asked doubtfully: "Luolu Mountain? "

Chen Pingan nodded.

Zhong Qiu said: "What a good name, then I will put my name on this mountain. "

Chen Ping'an looked lonely.

Someone once cursed himself when he punched. He was young, lifeless, like a lonely ghost, and he was worthy of being the master of Luolu Mountain.

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After meeting the late emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom, Chen Pingan took Pei Qian and Zhou Mili to say goodbye to Cao Qinglang and left the Lotus Root Blessed Land together.

Chen Pingan still looks as usual, living on the first floor, practicing boxing and walking in the open space outside the door, practicing behind closed doors, and only occasionally going to the second floor to stand in the corridor and look into the distance.

That night, Pei Qian was sitting alone on the top of the steps.

Cui Dongshan climbed the mountain slowly and sat next to her.

Pei Qian glared at the big white goose. , after a moment, asked softly: "Grandpa Cui is gone, aren't you sad? "

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "I want you to see my state of mind, so you can see it. If I don't want you to see it, then you won't be able to see it in this life." "

Pei Qian slapped him with his fist and said angrily: "As expected, I still don't have high moral standards. "

Cui Dongshan shook his head and said: "Regarding this matter, leaving aside some ancient gods, then I claim to be second, and no one dares to claim to be first. "

Pei Qian said oh.

The big white goose next to him is indeed quite powerful.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said slowly: " When the elders leave, they often cry loudly, and the sadness and lung damage are all over the face and in the tears. ”

“Look again at those young men with lots of tears and runny noses. The fathers and elders around them are mostly taciturn. During the funeral, they greet and send them off and talk to others.You can also laugh. ”

“This is life, maybe it’s the same person, two sorrows in two stages of life. You don’t understand now because you haven’t really grown up yet. "

Pei Qian snorted, "I don't understand this, and I probably won't understand it in the future, and I don't want to understand it either. ”

In Nanyuan Kingdom, a place she didn’t think of as her hometown, when her parents left one after another, she actually didn’t feel too much or too sad. It was as if they just took a step first, and she He would follow him soon, and he might starve to death, freeze to death, or be beaten to death, but what if he followed him? Wouldn't he be rejected by them and regarded as a burden? So after Pei Qian left Ouhua Paradise, even if he wanted to feel sad, , she can't pretend to her master.

But Grandpa Cui is different.

Besides her master, she is the elder that Pei Qian truly recognizes.

The beatings made her miserable. At first, she dared to say that she would be beaten harder if she stopped practicing boxing, and said so many bastard words that hurt her more than the injuries.

But Pei Qian now knows what is good and what is bad.

She doesn't even need to look into people's hearts with her eyes.

Cui Dongshan looks up at the night, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon.

Cui Dongshan said softly: "So sir, I don't want you to grow up, so don't be too anxious. "

"When you grow up, you will want to take on something. When the time comes, your master will not be able to stop you, and he will not stop you anymore. ”

“Do you still remember the time when your master left Sui Academy? "

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, his dark face finally smiled a little, and said loudly: "Of course, I am happy, and Sister Aquarius is even happier. "

Cui Dongshan smiled and asked himself: "Why do all of us have to work together to cause such a big fight? Because the husband knows that maybe the next time we meet again, he will never be able to see the little girl in the red cotton jacket in his memory. She has red cheeks, is small, has round eyes, and has a crisp voice. She is carrying a small bookcase of just the right size. , called Junior Uncle. "

"Relying only on your eyes is doomed to never see you again. "

"So I just keep it in my heart. This is the unspeakable regret of adults. I can only keep it here and hide it. ”

Cui Dongshan pointed to his heart, and then waved his sleeves gently, as if he wanted to drive away some worries.

Real sadness only exists in silence.

"My grandfather just left like this. My husband is no less sad than me. But the husband will not let anyone know how sad he is. ”

“Have you ever thought about one thing, why your master likes to collect those used pens, worn straw sandals, bottles and cans worth a few dollars, one by one. Collect itemsCome? Because he has been accustomed to separation between life and death since he was a child, and has been watching others go away. He cannot keep many people and things, so he should try to keep as many people as possible. In fact, it is not just my husband, all of us will experience various separations. Many people are like this, but it is often over. It is far less caring than my husband, who keeps the door behind closed doors for a long time. , carefully hidden from others. "

Pei Qian turned his head and said worriedly: "Then what should Master do? ”

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: “Didn’t I just say it? Sir, you are used to it.” "

Pei Qian stood up and said, "This is not good! This is wrong! "

Cui Dongshan remained silent and fell back.

Pei Qian ran all the way down the mountain to the bamboo building.

He found the master alone. Sitting on the stone table, there were two bottles of wine on the table, still stained with some dirt, but the master did not drink.

The master straightened his back, made fists with his hands, and gently rested them on his knees. He knew what he was thinking.

Pei Qian stood there and shouted loudly: "Master, don't be sad! "

Chen Pingan turned his head and said with a smile: "Okay. "

Pei Qian looked at his master like this.

Just like his master, he looked at A Liang under the bamboo hat when he was young.

Chen Pingan stood up , moved two small bamboo chairs, and sat down with Pei Qian.

Chen Pingan said softly: "Pei Qian, master will leave his hometown again soon, so you must take care of yourself. "

Pei Qian nodded and said: "Master must also take care of himself!

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Master is not bragging. His ability to take good care of himself is rare in the world." "

Pei Qian lifted the small bamboo chair under his buttocks with both hands and moved it closer to the master.

One big and one small, looked into the distance together.

Disciple Pei Qian will become the strongest in the world

The sitting postures, expressions, and eyes of the two masters are exactly the same. .

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