Lu Sui stood up, perhaps knowing the temperament of her friend next to her. When she stood up, she held Ren Longcong's hand, not giving her the chance to sit there and pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Lu Sui smiled and said: "I have met Master Chen."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Fairy Lu, just call me the second shopkeeper."
Lu Sui smiled slightly, as if she had something to say but didn't.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then I will also call you Miss Lu."
Zhang Jiazhen, who was helping at the wine shop, had already come over, bringing only a wine bowl but no wine.
Lu Sui helped Chen Pingan pour a bowl of wine and raised the bowl. Chen Pingan raised the bowl. The two parties did not touch the bowl, but drank the wine in each bowl.
Ren Longcong also took a sip of wine, that's all, and then sat back on the bench with Lu Sui.
Bai Shou held chopsticks in both hands and stirred up a large amount of Yangchun noodles without eating them. He was amazed and then squinted at the man surnamed Liu. Did he learn it? Did he learn it? This is what my brother is capable of. , it is full of knowledge, and of course Fairy Lu is also extremely smart and decent. Bai Shou may even think that if Lu Sui likes this good man Chen, then it would be a good match. He went to like Liu, but a fairy flower was left in the vegetable garden, and the valley orchid was moved to the pig pen. No matter how you look at it, it is inappropriate, but As soon as he had this idea, Bai Shou threw his chopsticks, clasped his hands together, with a solemn face, and muttered in his heart, Sister Ning, I was wrong, I was wrong, Lu Sui is not worthy of Chen Pingan, not worthy of Chen Pingan.
Ren Longcong and Lu Sui were watching the battle at the end of the street before, and then met Qi Jinglong and Bai Shou. Both parties had carefully watched the fight between Chen Pingan and Yu Xuanfu. If Chen Pingan hadn't said at the end Ren Longcong wouldn't even come to the shop to drink after hearing those words of "Speaking harsh words requires strong intentions".
Ren Longcong is actually more accepting of people like Qi Jinglong who practice Taoism and have Taoism. However, his impression of Chen Ping'an, who is sitting at the same wine table at this moment, is really mediocre. It’s not that she looks down on Chen Ping’an for selling wine, seals and folding fans. In fact, Ren Longcong once went down the mountain for training and was surrounded by dangers. All her fellow teachers and peers died. She wandered alone in the rivers and lakes and lived a very hard life. The old man at the wine shop Not only are the old tables and stools not disgusting, but they actually miss the hard work of those years. However, Chen Pingan always has a feeling that makes Ren Longcong feel awkward. He can’t explain the reason. Maybe it’s Chen Pingan. Too much like the people on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but not as aura of a cultivator in the world. It may be that there are so many sword cultivators from different camps and different realms who are watching the battle, but they are all very rude to the second shopkeeper, but that kind of rudeness is... It was a scene that Ren Longcong herself and many of her teachers could not imagine. It might even be a strange atmosphere in which they knew that they could not get what they asked for.
It can only be said that Ren Longcong has no objection to Chen Ping'an, but he doesn't want to be friends.
After all, the Chen Pingan in his mind at the beginning, the young man who could be regarded as a close friend by the land dragon Liu Jinglong, should also be personable and full of fairy spirit.
It’s a pity that the second shopkeeper in front of me, except for the clothes he wears, is also in line with the Indian customs.Xiang, the rest of his words and deeds were so disappointing to Ren Longcong.
As for how Chen Ping'an viewed Ren Longcong, she didn't care at all.
Actually, there was enough space at a wine table, but Lu Sui and Ren Longcong still sat together, as if women with a close relationship were like this. Regarding this matter, Qi Jinglong didn't think too much about it, Chen Ping'an couldn't figure it out, but Bai Shou thought it was great. Every time he went out, he could have the opportunity to see one or two more beautiful sisters.
Lu Sui talked about some topics about Yu Xuanfu, and they all had good things to say about the female martial artist.
Chen Pingan listened to everything one by one and did not take it seriously.
First, even if Lu Sui’s words reached the city, they would still not offend Yu Xuanfu and Kuxia Sword Immortal.
Secondly, the better Yu Xuanfu’s martial arts talent is, and the better he is as a person, so Chen Pingan, who can win the first round without even throwing a punch, will naturally be better.
Thirdly, what Lu Sui said is mixed with some intentional or unintentional secrets. The news about Chunbanzhai will certainly not be spread out of thin air. Obviously, as Qi Jinglong's friends on both sides, Lu Sui prefers Chen Ping'an to win the second game.
Ren Longcong didn't like to hear this. She paid more attention to the sword cultivators who were drinking. This was the wine shop of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so she couldn't tell who was at a higher level.
But in the vast world of my hometown, even in Luzhou, Beiju, where the customs are closest to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, whether you are drinking at the table or gathering to discuss matters, your status and realm can be known at a glance.
It turns out that this shop is good here, the business is very good, there are not enough wine tables and benches, and there are still people who are willing to squat on the roadside to drink. However, Ren Longcong found that it seemed that the sword cultivator was squatting and eating Yangchun noodles. Among them, someone said hello and made some jokes earlier, so he was clearly a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator! Are there many Yuanying sword cultivators, even in Luzhou, Beiju, where sword cultivators are like clouds? ! Then you squatted on the roadside without even a small bench, like a starving ghost reincarnated?
In any secular dynasty on any continent in the world, who among the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators would not be a guest of the emperor, and would be eager to bring out a plate of the legendary dragon liver and phoenix marrow?
The key is that the old swordsman just met Chen Ping'an, and he was cursing, saying that he had cheated on his wife's book that he had worked hard to save for many years, and now he was here to cheat on his coffin book, right?
Then the second shopkeeper who was chatting with Lu Sui apologized to Lu Sui, stretched his neck, said "Go" to the old swordsman, and then winked with a sneer. The dignified Nascent Soul sword cultivator caught a glimpse of the back of a man who was already eating and drinking on the roadside. He said, "Oh, I misunderstood. I only blame myself for not being good at gambling. How can a conscientious person like the second shopkeeper cheat someone?" A copper coin will only sell the most affordable Xianjia wine in the world. Then the old man took the wine, paid for it, and ran away. As he ran, he spat on the ground and said, "Second Shopkeeper, you have dropped your conscience on the ground. Come and pick it up. Be careful not to be picked up by a dog." Everyone in the wine shop cheered loudly, and they felt very happy. Some people acted on impulse, and thenAsked for an extra bottle of wine.
Ren Longcong felt that the sword cultivators here were all weird, shameless, ridiculous, and unreasonable.
Chen Pingan smiled slightly and looked around. Everyone is full of suspicions. Once someone tells the truth, they will no longer have any doubts, or at least their suspicions will be greatly reduced.
Can you understand my numbers?
But the thought of ghostwriting another poem for this old bastard gave me a headache, so I looked at the guy opposite with a smile and asked sincerely: "Jinglong, have you recited poems recently?" What do you think? We can discuss it."
As for whether it will be given to the old sword repairer or engraved on the seal or written on the fan, do you Qi Jinglong care?
Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "I don't know how to write and have no ideas. Fortunately, my half bucket of water is not sloshing around."
Chen Pingan said to Bai Shou: "I advise you, master, to do more in the future "Study."
Bai Shou asked: "Do you think I'm stupid?"
The man named Liu has already studied enough, how about more? With Liu's temper, he is not allowed to read with him? Pianran Peak is the place where I, Bai Dajianxian, practice swordsmanship. From now on, I will be famous all over the world for being the place where Baishou practices swordsmanship. What book should I read. Bai Shou felt that even if he just browsed through the collection of books named Liu in the hut, he would probably not be able to finish them in his lifetime.
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Otherwise?"
Bai Shou picked up the chopsticks and poked them, threatening: "Be careful of my magical sword fairy who can make flying swords out of everything!"< /p>
Qi Jinglong smiled knowingly, but his words were teaching his disciples, "Don't imitate certain people at the dinner table."
Bai Shou happily ate Yangchun noodles, which didn't taste good. It's just okay, but you won't be charged anyway, so you have to eat a few more bowls.
Lu Sui smiled and narrowed her eyes.
She particularly liked Qi Jinglong at this moment.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Every person has a bowl of Yangchun Noodles in my shop. In addition, you have to pay. White-headed Sword Immortal, aren't you very happy?"
Bai Shou raised his head and said vaguely: "Aren't you the second shopkeeper?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I made the rules."
Not only did Bai Shou not Annoyed, but a little sad for his brother. When he thought that Chen Pingan lived in such a big Ning Mansion and only lived in a house as small as a grain of rice, he asked softly: "You work so hard to make money, is it because you can't afford the betrothal gift?" ? If that doesn't work, I'll bite the bullet and ask Sister Ning to marry you first. If there is no betrothal gift, I won't give it to you. And I don't think Sister Ning cares about the betrothal gift. You are the one who thinks too much. It is really unreasonable for a big man to want a wife without any money, but why did Sister Ning accidentally choose you? To be honest, if we were not brothers, I would have known each other first. Sister Ning, I have to persuade her. Oh, let’s not talk about it. I rarely drink. Anyway, all the words are in the bowl. You can do whatever you want.”
Look at that. I trembled after taking a sip of wineThe whiny boy then silently placed the wine bowl on the table.
Chen Pingan scratched his head. He couldn't really tear off this young man's head, so he missed his founding disciple a little.
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Sword Immortal Tao Wen squatted on the roadside eating Yangchun noodles, still looking stern. The sad look brought out of the mother's womb. The sword cultivator who had the wine table earlier wanted to move the seat for the senior swordsman. Tao Wen waved his hand and carried a pot of the cheapest Zhuhai Dongtian wine and a plate of pickles by himself. Not long after squatting down, he felt that the pickles were not It was a bit salty, but fortunately, a young man soon brought a bowl of hot Yangchun noodles. The few bright green scallions looked so cute and pleasing that Tao Wen was reluctant to eat them. Every time he rolled the noodles with his chopsticks, he felt it intentionally or unintentionally. Spread the chopped green onions and let them stay in a small bowl smaller than the wine bowl.
This time I made a lot of money, and Tao Wen’s income after dividing the accounts alone was worth seven or eight Grain Rain coins.
Because almost no one thought that the second shopkeeper could defeat the enemy with one punch.
Tao Wen didn't believe it at first. After all, the opponent was Yu Xuanfu, not an embroidered pillow. He was just a martial artist who was training and fighting each other, beating each other to life and death. They punched each other dozens or hundreds of times. It couldn't be justified, and it wasn't The sword cultivator who could easily tell the winner in an instant asked the sword, but the second shopkeeper was very confident and promised that if he couldn't win with one punch, Tao Dajianxian would lose as much immortal money as he did in the liquor store, and he would pay off the debt with wine. Tao Wen was not stupid. He continued to eat noodles at that time and had no interest in sitting in this restaurant. The second shopkeeper took a step back and said that repaying the money with money would be fine, but as previously agreed, Chen Ping'an would have to pay two 50-50 cents. It's 73%, Tao Wen thinks it's feasible, and doesn't even bother to bargain. If Chen Ping'an can really defeat Yu Xuanfu with one punch, as long as he opens the banker's plate big, he will make less money. He never thought that the second shopkeeper has a good character. , said that when doing business with Tao Da Sword Immortal, the sword Immortal alone should earn 10% more, so it is better to split the account between 60 and 40%. Don’t take it for free. Tao Wen nodded and agreed, saying that if he loses money, I will only smash those broken things. There is no flying sword at the wine table.
Next to Tao Wen squatted a sighing young gambler. This time he lost his bet completely. I don’t blame him for his poor vision. He was generous enough. He bet on the second shopkeeper to win within ten punches. In the first game, I never expected that Yu Xuanfu would punch first and take advantage of him, and then he would just admit defeat. So today, the young swordsman didn't buy any wine. He just drank a bowl of wine with his friend who treated his losses as gains, and then ate two plates of pickles and a bowl of Yangchun noodles from the wine shop to make up for it.
Tao Wen said: "Cheng Quan, don't gamble less in the future. As long as you go to the gambling table, you will definitely not be able to beat the dealer. Even if you want to gamble, don't think about making big money from this."
The young man has been familiar with this swordsman since he was a child. Both of them are people from nearby alleys. It can be said that Tao Wen is an elder who watched Cheng Quan grow up. And Tao Wen is also a very strange swordsman. He has never attached himself to a powerful family name, and always lives alone. Apart from being on the battlefield, he will also fight side by side with other swordsmen. He spares no effort and returns to the city.In the middle, he is guarding the ancestral house, which is not big or small. However, although Tao Jianxian is a bachelor now, he is actually worse than a bachelor who has never married a wife. The old woman in the family was crazy for many years, year after year, Her strength is haggard and her mind is dispirited. When she leaves, it is difficult for the gods to stay. Tao Wen didn't seem too sad. He still didn't drink much and never got drunk.
Cheng Quan said helplessly: "Uncle Tao, I don't want to bet like this, but the flying sword is difficult to maintain. It has reached a critical bottleneck. Although it cannot help me improve my realm, it is too important to break the bottleneck. "I'm short of a lot of fairy money. Uncle Tao, look, I've only had a few drinks and been to Mirage a few times in the past few years. I really don't like these and there's really nothing I can do about it."
Said. At this point, Cheng Quan raised his head, looked at the city in the distance to the south, and said sadly: "God knows when the next war will begin. My qualifications are average, but my flying sword rank is just okay, but I am dragged down by my low level. Every time If you can only defend the city, how much money can you make by killing a few monsters? If the flying sword breaks the bottleneck, you can increase the distance of the flying sword with all its strength, at least three or four miles, even if it is on the city. , it will be faster to kill demons. The more money you have, the more money you will have. Besides, the wealth of just a few small sums of money is too big to be successful without gambling."
< p>Tao Wen asked: "Why don't you go and borrow it?"Cheng Quan said with a bitter smile: "My friends around me are also poor, even if they have some spare money, they still need to warm up the flying sword by themselves and eat it every day The immortal money is not a small amount, I can't afford it."
Tao Wen took a big mouthful of Yangchun noodles, picked up a chopstick and chewed it, and asked, "After your aunt leaves, I will." I remember telling you once that if you encounter any problems in the future, no matter how big or small, I can help you. Why don't you ask?" Cheng Quan grinned and said, "This is not because you think you can do it in the future. We are fighting at the top of the city. Let Uncle Tao save his life. Now we are just short of money. No matter how worried we are, it is still a trivial matter. It is better than dying."
At this point, Cheng Quan turned pale, feeling guilty and guilty. He was worried, his eyes were filled with regret, and he wished he could give himself a slap in the face.
Tao Wen looked calm and nodded: "It's good to think so."
Cheng Quan also felt relaxed, "Besides, Uncle Tao had a lot of money before. ."
Tao Wen laughed, "That's right."
Tao Wen said from the bottom of his heart: "I will help you introduce a job, and I can give you a Guyu coin in advance. Don’t do it? That’s not what I meant. It was the second shopkeeper’s idea. He said that you have a good face and you seem to be an honest and kind person, so it’s more suitable for you.”
Cheng Quan heard what he said. After ripples, he asked doubtfully: "What do you mean? The wine shop needs to recruit permanent workers? I don't think it is necessary. There is Miss Diezhang and Zhang Jiazhen, and the shop is not big, so it is enough. What's more, even if I am willing to help, it will only be possible in the Year of the Ox and the Year of the Horse. "Plenty of money."
Tao Wen said helplessly: "The second shopkeeper really saw the right person."
A small stutter of Yangchun noodles.The Sword Immortal, a Sword Cultivator from the Guanhai Realm who drank a sip of wine. After chatting furtively, Cheng Quan rubbed his face, drank a swig, and nodded vigorously. The deal was done!
Tao Wen remembered something and remembered what the second shopkeeper had said before, so he copied it and reminded Cheng Quan: "There are rules for being a banker, and there are rules for a gambling table. If you confuse loyalty with your friends, you will have no chance of cooperation in the future."
Cheng Quan nodded.
Not long after Cheng Quan left, Chen Pingan, Qi Jinglong and others also left the wine shop. The second shopkeeper came to Tao Wen with a wine bowl and said with a smile: "Tao Jianxian, you have earned hundreds of dollars." A thousand Grain Rain coins, but you still drink this kind of wine? Do you think Tao Dajianxian is interested in the drinks we all have today?”
Tao Wen thought about it, and was about to nod his consent. , Unexpectedly, the second shopkeeper hurriedly said in his heart: "Don't directly shout for help with the checkout, just tell everyone here, no matter how many drinks you drink today, you Tao Wen will help pay for half of the drink price, only half. Otherwise, I will ask you for nothing." This time, gamblers who are new to the industry know that we are working together to cheat people. But if I deliberately pretend not to know you, let alone, I have to make them afraid to believe it or not to believe it. From now on, we can continue to be the boss. What we need is that these bastards who drink and pick at Sosou are all self-righteous."
Tao Wen cursed in his heart, "What the hell are you talking about? What are you thinking about when you have nothing to do? If you were willing to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship, you would be a damn swordsman in less than ten years."
However, Tao Wen still said to everyone with a straight face. Today, there are less than five bottles of drinks, and he, Tao Wen, helps pay for half of them, as a way of thanking everyone for supporting them and betting on his gambling house. But the money for five bottles or more of drinks has nothing to do with Tao Wen, who doesn't have a penny. Go to hell, if you have money in your pocket, just buy the wine yourself. If you don't have money, go home and drink urine and milk.
Listening to Tao Wen's words, Chen Ping'an felt that he was indeed a real swordsman, and he was extremely qualified to be the master! But in the final analysis, it is better to judge people yourself.
Chen Pingan took a sip of wine and asked in his heart: "So Cheng Quan agreed?"
Tao Wen put down the bowl and chopsticks, waved, and asked the boy for an extra bottle of wine. , said: "You should know why I didn't deliberately help Cheng Quan, right?"
Chen Ping'an said: "I know, actually I don't want him to leave the city to fight early, maybe I hope he will always be In such an embarrassing state of neither high nor low, whether he is a gambler or a gambler, with his temperament, Cheng Quan can't be too bad. Now he is worried every day, after all, it is better than death in Uncle Tao's house. There is something wrong, even if I have been covering my ears for a year, I should have heard about it. The Great Wall of Sword Qi is not good at all, and no matter how great the swordsman is, he can't hide it."
Tao Wen waved his hand, "Don't talk about this, let's drink."
Tao Wen suddenly asked: "Why don't you just bet on yourself to lose? Many gambling houses actually have this bet. If you Be cruel, it is estimated that you can earn at least dozens of Guyu coins, which will make many sword immortals who have lost money jump and scold them. "
Chen Pingan said angrily: "Ning Yao has already told me not to lose. Do you think I dare to lose? Isn't it cost-effective to throw away half your life for a few dozen Grain Rain coins, and then stay up all night for a year and a half to lay the floor in the shop?
Tao Wen laughed for the first time and patted the young man on the shoulder, "I'm afraid of my wife but I'm not embarrassed. That's good. Keep up the good work." "
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Chen Pingan smiled and bumped the wine bowl with Tao Wen.
Tao Wen sighed softly: "Chen Pingan , being too sympathetic to other people’s joys and sorrows is actually not a good thing. "
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Those who can say such things should talk to themselves, ask and answer their own questions, and relieve themselves. "
Tao Wen was stunned, then nodded with a smile, but changed the topic, "I also spoke frankly to Cheng Quan about the rules of the gambling table. "
Chen Pingan shook the wine bowl and said, "It is a good thing to be able to always abide by the rules of business. If one day Cheng Quan, who has always followed the rules, is still willing to break the rules for a friend, it means that Cheng Quan is truly worth getting to know. When the time comes, Uncle Tao, if you don’t lend him money to help Cheng Quan practice, I Come. To be honest, before I was the second shopkeeper, I once had two nicknames that were resounding throughout the world, and they were even more worthy of their names. One was called Chen Haoren, and the other was Shancai Boy! "
Tao Wen pointed to the wine bowl in Chen Pingan's hand, "Look down and see if there is a face.
Chen Ping'an looked down and said in shock: "Who is this young man? He looks quite handsome even after shaving." ”
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The study of the head of the Yan family.
Fat Yan stood at the door of the study tremblingly.
My father heard this before After talking about the fist fight outside Ning Mansion, he gave Yan Zhuo a Guyu coin, betting that Chen Pingan would win with one punch.
Even though Yan Zhuo had great confidence in Chen Pingan, he still felt that he could win with one punch. The Grain Rain money was going to be in vain, but his father Yan Ming said it was a wrong bet, so it didn't matter. So after Yan Zhuo got the money, he thought he would be a little more secure, so he took it upon himself to secretly bet on the three punches and the ten punches for his father. To determine the outcome, in addition to the Guyu money, he also bet two Xiaoshu money on Chen Ping'an to defeat the wealthy Chinese woman Yu Xuanfu within a hundred punches. Yu Xuanfu came up with such a spar that he suffered a lot, but Yu Xuanfu was even more confused. After one punch, he just gave up. Damn, you should take more punches. Chen Ping'an is in the golden body state. , you, Yu Xuanfu, have an invincible golden body?
Fatty Yan doesn’t want to come to his father’s study, but he has to come. The reason is very simple. Even if Yan Zhuo spends all his personal money, Even if I borrow more money from my mother, I can't afford to pay for the pile of grain rain money that my father should have earned, so it's not surprising that I can only come here and get scolded and beaten.
Yan Ming asked without raising his head: "Is it wrong? ”
Yan Zhuo hummed.
Yan Ming said: "This time I asked about boxing, will Chen Pingan lose? Will he make money as a dealer?"
Yan Zhuo said: "Absolutely not. Chen Pingan He has no desire to win or lose in a battle between monks. He only has a deep obsession with martial arts. Not to mention that Yu Xuanfu is in the same golden body level. Even if he is facing off against a martial artist in the Far Traveling Realm, Chen Ping'an is not willing to lose. ."
Yan Ming asked: "Chen Ping'an is next to Ning Mansion, and there is Ning Yatou in Ning Mansion. Do you think Yu Xuanfu has the determination to win and the intention to work hard this time? As far as Chen Ping'an is concerned, what's the point of winning?"
Yan Zhuo shook his head and said, "I wasn't sure before. Later, after seeing the conversation between Chen Ping'an and Yu Xuanfu, I knew that Chen Ping'an was the one who won. Ping An doesn't think that the discussion between the two parties will be of any benefit to him."
Yan Ming raised his head and continued to ask: "Then how can we make Yu Xuanfu less entangled? Have you figured it out now? , why did Chen Ping'an make that suggestion? If not, then my Grain Rain money will really be wasted. Please record all the losses caused by this Grain Rain money to my account, and I will take care of it later. Also. Yan Zhuo, do you really think that Chen Ping'an deliberately gave up? Do you think that Yu Xuanfu threw a punch and surrendered because of his own will? Do you believe it? Standing still, and then receiving a punch from Chen Pingan, Yu Xuanfu would shamelessly shout and fight the next two games? Do you really think that Ningfu Bai Lianshuang, a former ten-level martial artist, and Nalan Yexing, a former immortal? Jian Xiu, are you just there watching the door or cleaning the room every day? As long as they can teach, they will teach their uncles, and as long as Chen Pingan can learn, he can learn it, and he can learn it very quickly. Not to mention that at the top of the city, there are people who help teach swordsmanship every now and then. In the past year, your time, Yan Zhuo, is not wasted, but others seem to have spent three or five years.
Yan Zhuo said aggrievedly: "I also want to compete with the Sword Immortal, but the chief minister of our Yan family has a big arrogance as high as the sky. I have disliked him since I was a child, and now I still don't want to do it." Teach me swordsmanship. I have begged him many times, but the old guy is not willing to pay attention to me."
Yan Ming looked calm, "Why don't you come and ask me to teach you swordsmanship? Talking is the most effective thing? When did the head of the family, Yan Ming, become unable to control even a little sword immortal?"
Yan Zhuo's eyes suddenly turned red and he choked up: "I don't dare. I'm afraid you're going to scold me again for being worthless and only relying on the family to eat and drink. What about the eldest young master of the Yan family? The pigs are fat, and the demon tribe in the south only collects the meat... Such disgusting words are passed down by our own people in the Yan family. Dad, you never cared about those who went out... Why should I come to your place to get scolded..."
Yan Ming looked as usual and never spoke.
Yan Zhuo finished speaking his heart in one breath, turned his head and wiped his tears.
The head of the Yan family, whose arms and sleeves were empty, said: "Go and tell him that I will teach you how to practice swordsmanship, and I will teach you with all my money.", don’t hide your secrets. "
Yan Zhuo hummed and ran out of the study.
In the corner of the study, ripples appeared, and an old man appeared out of thin air. He smiled and said, "Do you want me to be this evil person?
Yan Ming smiled and said: "You, who receive a lot of money from me as a sacrifice to gods every year, don't think you are a bad person. Do you want me, who is the father of others, to be a bad person in the eyes of your son?" "
The old man planned to return to the place where Yan Mansion practiced Taoism immediately. After all, the little fat man got the imperial edict and was running away. However, the old man smiled and said: "The old man called the 'little sword' "Immortal worship", two of the words are not worded properly. ”
Yan Ming shook his head slightly. The little Jingmei who was responsible for helping to turn over the book understood what he understood. He squatted slightly on his knees, jumped into a pen holder on the table, and took it out. Two Grain Rain coins were thrown at the old man.
The old man put the two Grain Rain coins into his sleeves and said with a smile: "That's all right.
Yan Ming thought for a while, looked awkward, and said: "For the same effect of sword training, remember to use a lighter hand." ”
The old man disappeared in a flash.
Yan Ming actually had some things to say, which he did not say to Yan Zhuoming.
For example, the Yan family wanted a daughter to have a nickname It was Conghua's Sword Immortal who could become the new enshrinement.
The girl who had a great future on the road left the city and died on the battlefield in the south. Her father was a Sword Immortal at that time. The fighting on the battlefield was fierce, and in the end, the man rushed to save him even though he was seriously injured.
Later, the girl’s mother went crazy and would only ask about her man again and again, day and night. In a word, you are a sword fairy, why don't you protect your daughter?
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A man returns to a home that is empty without him. I ordered three more bowls of Yangchun noodles from the shop and hid them in Qiankun in my sleeves. At this moment, I placed bowls one by one on the table. I went to get three pairs of chopsticks and placed them one by one. Then the man immersed himself in eating his rice noodles. Bowl.
One of the bowls of Yangchun noodles on the table has more green onion.
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In the dusk, Chen Ping’an put his hands in his sleeves. Sitting on the threshold, leaning against the door axis, I looked at the busy business of my own shop and the deserted restaurants further away.
I heard that the wealthy Chinese woman walked out of the mirage with great swagger. , on this side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the sword immortal who issued a sword to the upper five-level military monk was named Tao Wen.
Later, these were actually just other people’s stories of joys and sorrows. Originally, they would be over after they were heard. After drinking a few bottles of wine and eating a few bowls of Yangchun noodles, it passed. But in Chen Ping'an's heart, lingering around would always remind young people who were thousands of miles away from their hometown of Mu Ping Lane. Later, when he thought about it, he felt really uncomfortable, which is why he asked Ning Yao that question in the first place.
Everyone in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, young or old, is waiting for death, as long as he is a sword cultivator. Once again, no one is willing to remember him for a long time.
Then there are all these bastards in the world who come here to talk about those untenable benevolence, morality, etiquette and rules?
Why didn’t you see the Great Wall of Sword Qi all over before talking about the good and bad here? I’m not asking you to go to the city and die generously. It’s not you who died. So is it difficult to just look at it a few more times and think about it a little more?
The young man Zhang Jiazhen took a break from his busy work and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He accidentally saw Mr. Chen, his head leaning against the door shaft, looking forward in a daze, his eyes looking dazed as he had never seen before.
Mr. Chen seemed a little sad and disappointed.
(End of this chapter)