Sword of Coming

At the dinner table, Li Er was somewhat guilty. This is the second time that his wife has to drink more alcohol. Although she has been open for drinking, the last time, it has been separated for many years.

Seeing Chen Ping’s deliberate suppression of boxing, three or two cups of belly, and soon he drank a face full of red, Li Er felt that something was wrong, hehe, drunk and fell asleep, is thinking about being able to eat less Is a fist a meal? But this is not like what Chen Ping can do.

However, some people were happy to drink with them. Li Er was very happy. He stepped on the bench with one leg. He never thought that he had just lifted his foot and hooked his back. He was going to clip a chopstick and smash his meat from his long-distance winter bamboo shoots. The man blinked and taught him to come up with some elders. He couldn’t make Li Er tangled. He had to sit down and haven’t seen her before. He occasionally drank a few drinks and a wife. Regardless of this, their family has always been like this. When Li Wei was a child, he liked to kneel on the bench and lick the chicken legs and hooves. There is no such thing as a tutor. What women don’t go to the table to eat, Li Er’s family has no such rules. .

Li Er squinted at the dish that was intentionally placed at the hand of Chen Ping, and found that the daughter-in-law blinked at herself. Li Er would understand, this dish of bamboo shoots fried meat, nothing else.

On the table, the leeks are all on the side of Chen Pingan. Li Er is a vegetarian dish with broth and oligo. Li Er sipped his mouth and smiled. In fact, this scene is no stranger.

The years when Li Wei did not go out to study far away, the family has always been like this.

Li Wei stayed in the Daxu Academy to study and learn. They moved to the foot of the Lion Peak in Luzhou, Beizhou. Even if Li Liu often goes down, a family of three gathers to eat together. No Li Hao is there, Li Er always feels less. The taste, Li Er is not a little bit patriarchal, this is not related to the daughter Li Liu. In the past few years, Li Er has made a request to Li Liu, and the outside affairs have been solved outside. Don’t bring it to the house. Of course, the son-in-law can be exceptional.

Chen Pingan was so drunk that he was so drunk that he wouldn’t talk to his teeth and fight. He walked away from the Eight Immortals table and the main house. He went to Li’s house to rest, took off his boots, lie down, close his eyes, and suddenly sit. Get up, put the bedside boots, turn the direction, the tip of the boot inward, then continue to lie down and sleep.

It turned out to miss the hometown of Luoshan and his own brother-in-law.

Li Er was busy cleaning up the tableware. The woman was still sitting in the same place. She had no brains and said: "Li Er, what do you think Chen Pingan is like?"

Li Er smiled and said: "Okay."

Otherwise, the man would not think about selling the dragon king and golden carp to privately. For this reason, Yang Jiapu also had a training.

The woman whispered: "Do you think this child is a niece?"

Li Er stopped his hand and acted with helplessness: "This is not a thing that you can't keep up with." Chen Ping has long been a favorite person."

The woman was disappointed. "Our prostitute is not blessed."

Li Er smiled and didn't talk.

When the woman patted the table, she was annoyed: "Laughter, what is Li Liu, is it your own prostitute? Is it that I am stealing the man?"

Li has shrunk his neck and snorted: "What to say."

The woman grievously said: "The prostitute lacks the heart, when the sly is not promising, but not on the heart, what is the sorrow of the niece in the last generation, only to reincarnate to the family to suffer. It is difficult to raise the future. My wife, the sister who married the man in the end will have to take care of her life?"

Li Er curiously asked: "Dong Shuijing and Lin Shouyi, who are studying with Li Wei, have never liked our prostitutes since childhood. I have never seen you so much before. And the last time I went to study with us. Don't you think it's good?"

The woman shook her head. "That's not the same. I seem to look at it. I still think that Chen Ping is most like Mr. Qi. I can't tell you half of the truth, but I can see people very accurately."

Li Er no longer spoke, nodded and continued to clean up the dishes.

The last time his wife made herself open for drinking, it was Mr. Qi who went to the door.

The woman tentatively asked: "Would we have a chance to marry a woman?"

Li Er will have some guilty conscience. The next step is to feed the boxing and let Chen Pingan eat and die. It is estimated that there is no chance for it.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and Chen Pingan got up and helped to pick up the water. On the other side of the well, when the neighbourhood of the neighborhood asked, it was said that Li’s distant relatives.

Then Li Er took Chen Ping’s door to the Lion Peak. He told the woman that he was going to the mountain to go shopping. The woman opened her eyes and smiled. She smiled and didn’t say anything. Li Er is a little confused, I don't know if there is any abacus to play.

Li Er took Chen Pingan straight to the Lion Peak Zu Shitang.

Chatting along the way, Li Er and Chen Pingan thanked Zheng Dafeng for watching the door at Lonely Mountain.

Chen Pingan said nothing.

Li Er said that the temper of Zheng Dafeng, in the past, became a waste in the foreign land, certainly not willing to return to Yangjia shop for a lifetime, mixed eating and waiting to die, this life is really finished. Then, for a lifetime, the old man, the master, his old man, did not see Zheng Dafeng as an apprentice, and Zheng Dafeng did not dare to treat himself as a disciple. Today's situation is falling behind, but the masters and apprentices are already mentoring and appreciating.

Chen Pingan has always felt that this uncle Li is the kind of person who knows the most in the world.

It seems to be true now.

The main character of the Lion Peak Mountain is Huang Cai, an old fairy who is immortal.

Among the Yuan Ying monks in Luzhou, Beicai, Huang Cai is famous for playing.

Li Er did not have a chill, and directly let the famous old Yuan Ying, a monk, seal the mountain.

If Huang Cai did not say anything, he immediately ordered it to let the Lion Peak block the hill, and did not mention when to open the mountain.

For a fairy mountain, Fengshan is a major event.

Either the enemy is present or the ancestors are retreating.

Li Er also handed a piece of paper to the priest of the Lion King, who was respectful of the tribute, and let Huang Cai take the medicine on the paper.

Huang Cai still did not ask a word.

Just looking at the eyes of the young foreigner is a bit weird.

Chen Pingruo said that some lights were dark under the foot of the foot shop. When he was dealing with outsiders, he immediately opened the door, but he did not explain anything.

Everything waited for Li Liu to return to the Lion Peak.

Li Er took Chen Pingan to the gate of an ancient mansion in the foothills of the Lion Peak. Here is the place where the lion's ancestors opened their ancestors in the early years. After the death of the soldiers, they never opened. After Li Liu returned to the Lion Peak, Caifumen reopened, there is no hole in the sky, even if Huang Cai is not qualified to get involved in half a step. Chen Pingan stepped into it and found that it was actually a cave waterway. After crossing the gate of the Fumen, it was a ferry. It was a ferry, green and secluded, and there was a small boat. Li Er personally went to the wormwood, and there was no The glory of the sun and the moon, there is no fairy fluorite, candlelight, still bright.

After the boat took out a dozen miles, the horizon suddenly became bright. In the distance, there was an eccentric mirror that was as large as a lake. It was slightly below the surface of the lake, and the water flowing in all directions was not seen.

Li Er explained: "This mirror is the entrance to an ancient cave. Some people don't like the cave day. They have built this array and have been watered with big water. This mirror is quite tough and unusual." The ten-footed fists are not good, even if I used to break the forty moments of 'returning to the truth', it will still be restored for a while. It is said that only the 'God' of the last realm of the Tenth Realm can completely open the mirror. I still need to polish my boxing for a long time before I have the opportunity to become a 'God to the World.' After that, I broke the ruling road and took a real road to heaven."

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and couldn’t help but say: "It’s a pity that such a rare piece of fairy tales is completely broken."

As for the triple realm of Wufu Shijing, I heard that, remember it.

Li Er said with a smile: "When you can break the mirror with a pair of fists, you are qualified to say that it is a pity."

Chen Pingan felt that until this moment, the person standing next to him was no longer Li Er.

It is a ten-day Wufu.

There is no Li Er figure around, Chen Ping’s heart is not good, and it’s not a sign. There is no sign, and a sweep is from behind.

Chen Ping’s figure looks like a collapse, and the boxing is convergent. The whole person does not pay attention to any style and style. He tries to move forward. He never wants to be slammed into the waist and slams like a series of firecrackers. Chen Ping, who is regarded as a vulgar body in the ordinary golden body, is so shackled as a bowstring. After a sigh of relief, Chen Ping is about to be kicked out by dozens of feet. Zhang, but Li Er’s fist is far faster than Chen’s physical form, standing on the side of Chen’s side, squatting down and squatting in the back of Chen’s chest.

This punch hit Chen Ping’s back and fell on the spot.

Li Eryi stretched out, his ankles twisted, and Chen’s peace on his instep was picked up on the mirror.

I only felt that Chen Pingan, who was almost indifferent to being almost inflated, fell heavily on the mirror, and jumped a few times. The palm of his hand suddenly shot a mirror, and turned up and stood still, still could not help but vomit blood.

Li Er is still standing on the small boat. People and small boats are all moving. The man slowly said: "Be careful, I am a fister. I don't have any weight. In the past, I was the same as Song Changjing. The rack was so happy that he almost accidentally killed him."

Chen Pingan took a deep breath and saw that Li Er did not immediately take the meaning of it. He gently rolled up his sleeves and gently twisted his toes on the toes. It was solid and abnormal, and he used to walk in the mud road and then walked in Fulu. The Bluestone Street in Taoye Lane is a feeling. What it means means that Li Eryi’s fist is a kind of pain. Then he hits the mirror and adds fuel to the fire. On the ground wall of the mangosteen building, it is even more devastating.

Chen Ping’s figure staggered and asked with a smile: “Uncle Li, has it been Jiujing’s punch?”

Li Er shook his head and said: "Of course not."

Not waiting for Chen’s heart to feel a little better, Li Er added another sentence, “There are ten realms.”

Just relying on this kid to call his uncle Li, you can't let Chen Pingbai shout.

Li Er feels that being a man is kind.

After a meal on the wine table, there is a big excitement on the Luzhou Mountain in Beijia.

The cool Zongzong main congratulations Xiaoliang, on the way back to the Zongmen, inexplicably with the infatuated species Xu Wei, a big conflict.

It is supposed to be a man and woman who set up a pair of gods and gods in heaven. Not only did they have any sincerity to open the golden stone, but they did not know what Xu Wei said. He Xiaoliang was actually a big hit, in a quiet mountain in the Huayuan Dynasty, after both sides demarcated the boundary. He Xiaoliang and Xu Wei played a colorful river in the mountains and rivers, and the aura of mountains and rivers was incomparably disordered.

Xu Wei was seriously injured and walked away, but he was directly killed by He Xiaoliang, and the two young prostitutes did not say that the two young Jin Dan women repaired this fragrance and Xiao Yu, He Xiaoliang will also have those two coughs. The swords of the bead and the scorpion, vying for the hand, took the Qingliang sect, and then left two pieces of treasure to the outside of the mountain gate. The woman lord released the words and let Xu Wei have the ability to take it. If the ability is not good, There is not enough courage to let Master Bai Chang take the sword.

After Xu Wei returned to the mountain, he was rehabilitated and healed that it was necessary to delay for at least ten years. Within the three questions of the sword, Xu Wei is not only the realm of the realm, slower than the Taihui Jianzong Liu Jinglong ten years, the northern ten Luzhou young ten, second only to Lin Su's Xu Wei, will also exchange seat position with Liu Jinglong.

The first big sword in the Northland, Baishang, so did not sit and watch, but did not take advantage of the sword fairy, and the immortal world, went to Qingliangzong and He Xiaoliang Xingshi to ask the sin, Bai Chang only said a word, he Bai Chang On the day of Beizhou Luzhou, He Xiaoliang would like to fly into the ascension.

The two Zongmen, which should have been expected to marry, have thus ended their vengeance.

Many of the wall grasses, including Qiong Linzong, began to sever the exchange of the Qingliang dynasty. Many trades and commerce were more difficult.

Many mountains including the Emperor Han of the Hana Dynasty

Under the secular forces, they began to secretly repent, and many of the emperor embryos that were originally intended to be sent to the Qingliang sect, even if they walked halfway, they went home.

Many of the Xianjiashantou around the Qingliang dynasty began to intentionally or unintentionally alienate the unsettled Qingzong, and ordered the monks of their own hills to be too much involved with the Qingliang.

Tian Jun Xie Shi, a rumored disciple, took a sigh of relief and personally walked a cool sect. As a result, He Xiaoliang did not know the general body. The two sides who had a relationship with each other had a disappointment. After that, the Qingliang sect became more and more Standing tall, no help in all directions, allies are no longer allies, not allies, but also become a potential hostile force, so that the little nephew, no one thinks that a new sect of the great sword fairy white skirt can be completely annoyed, can How long is the scenery in Beijialuzhou.

The interior of the Qingliang dynasty is also turbulent.

Half of the offerings and the guest's Qing had a relationship with the Qing ancestral ancestors, and sent a sealed letter. The seat on the side of the ancestral hall was reduced by five.

He Xiaoliang is also a weirdo. Without breaking up the seats, they just moved them out of the ancestral hall and left them outside the door.

The Qing dynasty, which has not many disciples, is more and more cold and clear.

Fortunately, in the process of traveling in Beizhou Luzhou, the nine registered disciples that had been collected were still stable, and no one had chosen to defect to Qingzong. In the eyes of the outside world, it is because those guys don’t know the meaning of the name Baishang, and they don’t know the murderousness of the mountain’s enmity and tearing the face.

The first generation of disciples after the establishment of the nine Qingliang Zongzong was sent back to the hill by He Xiaoliang. Most of them were the folks who had never practiced before. The age is not disparity. The oldest person is now standing out. In the year of the year, the youngest is only a child of five or six years old. He Xiaoliang collects his disciples. It is very weird. The qualifications are also seen. But it is not the most valued. It can be done on the road of practice. Look at her own eyes.

Today, He Xiaoliang left the small hole in the monastic way. The Qingliang ancestor occupied a place of Feng Shui, but it did not make a big move. Only a small piece of land was opened on the mountainside of Zushan. The huts were adjacent to each other. Nine disciples were Living here, the only place used to preach and teach the world is still a bit like a rich mansion. Like the ancestral hall of a large mountain family, you can worship the ancestors, or you can ask the master to give lectures to the family disciples.

He Xiaoliang collected his disciples and only taught them a Taoist slogan that did not have a high score. In addition, he no longer had more management, but invited an outsider to teach his disciples daily. This person is neither a worship nor a guest. However, it has been a few years for the nine disciples of the Qing dynasty to give lectures. It is not limited to the mystery of distinguishing the Taoist classics, and the three teachings are taught. This person will teach. He Xiaoliang seems to trust the "Mr. Li". He is not worried about his lectures here. He will misunderstand his children and delay his practice. He is even more worried that she will threaten to stop collecting the disciples of the disciples within a hundred years and become a Four different fairy sects.

The nine disciples who are still still registered are very respectful to the young gentleman who only knows the surname Li.

He Xiaoliang came to the lecture hall.

The Li Fuzi is talking about the Confucian poetry article. He said earlier about the goodness of "the pond spring grass" and "the moonlight high building". I feel that these seemingly straight verses, the most visible skills, will make the later poets I regretted being born for thousands of years, and then I talked about a mountain under the valve, or a mountain martial art, how the ancestors of the mountain, how will affect the family style, the door wind, and finally tell the nine people, if you will become The originator of the mountain, how to do it, in order to be less wrong.

When someone saw the appearance of Master, they had to get up and salute. He Xiaoliang stretched his hand and pressed it twice, indicating the place to teach, and the master of the profession was the biggest.

The young Li Fuzi thrown a question, let the nine students think about it, then left the school and followed He Xiaoliang.

He said: "He Zongzhu, you obviously don't need to do this... forget it, for the reason, I am an outsider, I don't ask much. But I'm sure that Bai Shang talks, never counts."

Even if He Xiaoliang is the rumored disciple of the Taoist school, after all, it is separated from the world.

What's more, Beizhou Luzhou Jianxian acts, really want to make a big fire, where to manage these.

Bai Chang is now clearly no matter what.

According to legend, at the earliest time in Luzhou, there was an ancient sword fairy, and a student of the Most Holy Master, pointing at the sword, and asked if you thought I would cut it.

The answer of course is that it is not wrong.

However, the last sword fairy died in the Jianqi Great Wall, and the Confucian saint created the Shushui Academy in Beizhou Luzhou. At the time of the world, many of the incense descendants of the sword fairy were photographed.

He Xiaoliang said with a smile: "Mr. Li, I have only been in the jade for a few years now. When I am in the next fairyland, I will not be able to do it for hundreds of years. Bai Chang is willing to wait. Just wait."

The scholar, who was called "Mr. Li" by He Xiaoliang, said: "The disciple who had been courteous in the past was somewhat aggressive."

He Xiaoliang said: "When he traveled on his way, he was directed by Baishang. Bai Chang had a evangelistic grace in him. Together with the Qingliang Zongshan Mountain School, he occupied a considerable part of the highway in Luzhou, and this person naturally tends to In Xu Wei and Bai Chang."

Mr. Li shook his head and said: "If the reason can be applied and borrowed in this way, I can see the evangelist of Heavenly King, and there is a big problem."

He Xiaoliang held back his smile.

Mr. Li wondered: "Is it wrong?"

10,000 people think wrong beforehand, it is the study of this scholar.

He Xiaoliang shook his head and said: "In this case, I hope that Mr. Li will talk to Xie Tianjun once in a while."

Mr. Li smiled and said: "If you have the chance, you can give it a try. But watching Xie Tianjun and the entire sect of the house do not necessarily please."

He Xiaoliang no longer entangled this problem, afraid that he could not help but laugh out loud, and at the same time had some pity for the Tianjun Gaotu.

She turned her head and looked at the young boy in the distant huts, named Cui Ci, who was a follower with Mr. Li who had traveled across the continent for many years.

Mr. Li said: "I should go down the mountain."

He Xiaoliang hit a head: "Don't dare to keep Mr.."

** Saint is a Confucian student and is a sorcerer.

Even if the other party is not returning to the court, He Xiaoliang is still a step away from hiding, but hiding in the jade, but in the cool Zongshantou, her move, God does not know, at least in the porcelain In the eyes of Cui Zhi, the woman's lord is always standing in the same place, and he has received a gift from his own husband.

Dagu Jingcheng Royal Study Room.

Xiaochao will disperse.

The national teacher Cui Wei did not have to leave.

This is something that has never happened before.

Emperor Song and did not ask, just waiting quietly for the teacher of the country.

Cui Wei stood up from the chair and put a finger on it. A long scroll of mountains and rivers appeared in the royal study room. It was the land of Baojuzhou, Beiju Luzhou and Tongyezhou.

The young emperor quickly got up and walked to Cui Wei.

Cui Wei slowly said: "At the meeting of the Great Dynasties, the talk of a monarch and a civil servant in the country is a matter of the moment, but it is only three or five years. At the Xiaochao meeting, the monarch of a country and the minister will talk about it, all three or fifty years. In the long run, the moment I talked with my Majesty in private, I was discussing a hundred-year plan, and I might see some of the process, but I might not be able to see the final result."

Song and whispered: "Like the father-in-law couldn't see the horseshoes of the big iron ride, stepping on the seaside of the old dragon city?"

Cui Wei said bluntly: "Almost."

Song He was not lost, but he was full of joy and smiled: "Sir, I have been waiting for this day."

In front of the national teacher, as long as there are no other officials on the side, the young emperor has been holding student gifts.

This matter does not require the Queen Mother to mention it.

Cui Wei said: "When the overall situation of Bao Ping Chau is decided, it will inevitably be handed over to the Hanlin Academy in the future, compiling the vassal vassals of the servants of various vassal countries, and the loyal ministers pass, and this is not the time when the emperor is in office. The people of the temple can only be succeeded by the emperor. This is the family affairs of Baoliangzhou and the Daxu dynasty. Your Majesty can think about it first, list a charter, and look back to see if there are any omissions that need to be supplemented. Patching people, repairing The old mountain river is generally important."

After saying this, Cui Wei pointed to Luzhou Luzhou, north of Baopingzhou. "Looking at such a vast Beizhou Luzhou, what do you think?"

Song He replied: "It is very hollow compared to the past."

Yizhou Jianxiu has already gone to the top of the mountain.

Cui Wei nodded and said: "Advise the next sentence, Da Song, always think about dyeing the map of other continents, can't do it."

Song and some regret.

I thought that this big monk, his own gentleman, will be more ambitious than he imagined.

Cui Wei smiled and said: "Zhi Da is only sparse, not hollow."

Song and look sly.

Cui Wei pointed to the sacral beach in the southernmost part of the northern part of Luzhou. "To build a long bridge between the Piyun Mountain and the Skeleton Beach, how do you feel that it should be built?"

Song and laughed: "Rely on the gods."

Cui Wei nodded, but asked: "Where is the real source of the gods, where is it from?"

Song and his eyes swept through the picture and looked at the continent at the southern end of Baojuan. "Destined to the fragmented Tongyezhou?"

Cui Wei did not nod his approval, nor did he shake his head to deny it. He just asked: "How to earn money and spend money?"

Song and shaking his head, the problem is too big.

Cui Wei said: "I want to understand how to make money, in order to spend money, or stay in the state treasury, what is the significance? A family of Jinshan Yinshan, can also eat? This is the Dagu Song The land of the continent is a self-rescue after the territory of a country."

Cui Wei raised his sleeves and pointed to Beijia Luzhou and Tongyezhou at the north and south ends of Dongbao Pingzhou. He gave his answer, "How to make money from Beijialuzhou, how to reasonably Remedy the Tongyezhou broken mountain river, this one in and out, Daxie does not seem to make money, but in fact has been accumulating the national strength, but also the Confucius Temple of Literature nodded recognition, not my Cui Wei, or your emperor Song He will be a man However, I am a big national policy, and truly conform to Confucian etiquette rules, and become the trend of the times. As a result, you Song He, I am Cui Wei, it is to make some people not happy, even if the other party can have the ability to let You and I are not happy with the big sister. The Confucian Temple has its own sages who stand on the sidelines, so that they can teach them to reach out and they have to smash the board."

Cui Wei put away his hands and turned his head to stare at Song He. This embroidered tiger looked very cold. "It’s not that it means that you are under the sin, it’s better than the emperor, but it’s better than the emperor, but the emperor is better. Later, the seat of the dragon chair is higher, but there is no need to be annoyed under the armpits. The previous merits and demerits are the first emperors. The size of the future merits should be only for the next person. If you want to rule the country, you don’t have to die with one. The emperor's emperor is more competitive. If I can't recognize this point, I can see the words I have said today and my Majesty. It is still too early."

Song Hezhen is a martyr: "Mr. teaches, students remember."

Cui Wei said: "Erase some of the traces of the emperor's rule of the country, the emperor is dead, the new emperor is enthroned, what is the difficulty? Guan Shangshu, these old foxes, will only laugh at you, this emperor is stingy, in fact, you do not need to say Song and more. What to do, and then for a few years, the young and young Wenchen military commanders will naturally be smart enough to make people look down on the clues. When the Emperor of the Song Dynasty was in the land of the continent, the country is surrounded by the sea. It’s already the unpredictable move of the world, and it’s time to come up with some emperor-like temperament. When I go to the old courtiers, I’m gone, I’m still loyal to you, and I’m still awe. That is the true skill of your Song He. If one day, my Cui Wei is seated, and I don’t dare to regard you as a student anymore, then Song He is the real emperor."

Cui Wei continued: "The two things are of course difficult, but you can give it a try. What kind of emperor's heart is difficult, it is all surgery, not all, but not the main. Even if the Song Dynasty is finally cut off, every day After the writing of the history of the world, about Song He, it is still the most influential

I don’t want to go around, it’s not the most praise, it’s the most fierce. ”

In the end, Cui Wei smiled and said: "With Yu Xia, I have to say that there are some two continents planning and existing chess pieces. After all, the Majesty is the Majesty, and the National Teacher will only be the national teacher."

After practicing the boxing, it was terrible. After the money was taken back to the first floor by Chen Ruchu, it took three days to rest in a sigh of relief, and the key was not to think that day and night could not be moved in bed.

I just heard that Wei Wei was going to hold the third night of the gods night, which made it possible to copy the money from the book.

Zhu said that this is called three days without hitting the house.

I am in a good mood and don’t care about the old chef.

Besides, before the Master sent the book back to Luoshan, the officially agreed to promote the Zhou Mi granules as the right guardian of the Luoshan Mountain. After seeing the money for 17 or 8 times, the first time went to the second floor to practice boxing. At that time, it was high and stood up, stepping on the steps of the bamboo building, and screaming at the old man, and rushing to open the door to help the boxing, don’t be confused.

At that time, Chen Lingjun, who was on the first floor, felt that it was not a fool or a sneak peek.

At this time, on the side of Zhu Yuan, Wei Wei was playing chess with Zheng Dafeng.

Chen Ruchu gently licked the seeds.

Chen Ling is betting that Zheng Dafeng will win, and he put a lot of snow money on the chess pot of the Dafeng Brothers. As a result, Zhu Xuan has been chanting there, saying that Wei Wei is now a **** of jade. The chess power skyrocketed, it should be that Wei Wei’s odds were even bigger. As a result, Chen Ling looked at the chess game and put a small summer money on the Wei Wei chess pot.

The money was carried with the rice grains that carried the mountain sticks. The two men circled around the stone table and circled.

The money swayed and the two arms flew up, and screamed hard. ... Liu’s gold, Li’s silver, and Han’s copper money, all come to sleep in my pocket.”

Wei Wei elbows against the table and his fingers lightly frown.

On the thief boat, it will be difficult to think about it.

Anyway, his reputation as the **** of Beiyue is completely ruined.

Zheng Dafeng angered: "The money is lost, you are so noisy, I lost the game, even the tired brother lost the money, you pay!"

I don’t stop trying to pay for it, "I don’t seem to be a scatterer."

I saved money and continued to sing her nostalgia.

Zhou Mi, who ran behind the money butt, asked with a puzzled question: "Where is this song, I have never heard it before."

I stopped my money and stopped my arms. "It’s the song of my hometown. It’s a pity that it’s written so well that it didn’t spread.”

Zhou Miye always felt that if he said that he couldn’t make a fuss about it, he held his mountain stick in his hands, frowned and fell into meditation.

Zhu Xuan waited for the letter of Cui Dongshan, and then had to wait for Lu Baixiang to come to Luoshan Mountain. After participating in Wei Wei’s night banquet, he would go to Zhulong Island with Liu Zhurun ​​to find the Dragon Boat.

It is not the same as Chen Ping’s confession in the letter. After Zhu’s reply to Cui Dongshan’s letter, there is no need to worry about the big iron ride and the spy. He will be disposed of properly, and he should have taken the deceased princess. Going to her hometown.

However, Zhu Chuan and Liu Chongrun said that the crisis of this matter is heavy, and it is not a good thing, otherwise it may be a big disaster. Anyway, Zhu Convergence is an alarmist and scary.

As a result, Liu Zhongrun weighed the pros and cons. After thinking about it, the teeth decided not to touch the dragon boat. Zhu Zheng only dried up Liu Zhongrun for a few days, then swayed and went to the back of the squid, laughing and saying that things have changed, they decided to take a risk, so the two sides can actually try, just the two sides, It can no longer be divided into five or five. The Luoshan Mountain must account for more than 20%. Both sides bargained and became the four-six division of the squid back and the Luoshan Mountain.

In fact, Zhu Zheng does not really want this extra income. When he and Lu Baixiang accompany Liu Chongrun to go to the treasure hunt, he has his own reasons, and he said that he is the owner of the lonely mountain who traveled outside, and wrote back, 叮嘱He Zhu Chuan must follow the original plan, five or five points.

It seems to be business as usual and return to the original place.

Naturally, Zhu is not busy with a big circle.

Wait until the Phiyun Mountain officially hosted a night banquet.

Both the money and Zhou Miqi did not participate in the night banquet, and they were busy with copying more books, lest they owe too much because of the practice of boxing.

Very strange, even this time Chen Lingjun did not go to join in the fun.

It was his brother of the Yujiang Water God. Afterwards, he ran to the fallen hill and asked why Chen Lingjun did not show up.

After that, Zhu Xuan and Lu Baixiang went down to the mountain to do business, and Liu Zhongrun, who was in the same industry, was worried and worried. He felt that the future was uncertain, and the blessings and disasters depended on each other. After all, he was digging under the eyes of the big iron rider.

The two disciples of Lu Baixiang, Yuan Baoyuan, and the two brothers and sisters, stayed on the lonely mountain.

The two men and the opportunity to be brought up by Zhu Zhuan are still quite talkative.

Playful outside the three-day bamboo building.

After three days, the boxing in the bamboo building is a world apart.

Zhou Mi's squatting on the mountain stick, stayed on the path of the bamboo tower to the mansion, and did not allow any outsiders to visit the bamboo building.

This is a big deal, Zhu Chuan confessed, Zhou Migrano did not dare to leave the job, but Chen Ruchu as soon as he was busy with the task at hand, will come to eat the cake with Zhou Migran. When is the time to do something, Chen Ruchu left again.

Zhou Mi is honestly squatting on the site where she had previously drawn a circle for her.

At the beginning, Zhou Mi's still felt aggrieved, and felt that the circle of the money was painted small, and it seemed that her land of the Luoshan Mountain Right Protection Law was not big enough.

When I was lucky, I asked her to go down the mountain to ride a dragon door. The door god, who is on the door, is just a small piece of paper. Is there such a circle under her feet? See if those door gods complain about complaining? The last time I asked for money, I asked, Zhou Mi, did you have a small tail?

Zhou Migrang quickly shook his head.

Zhou Mi's squatting in the circle, along the non-existent boundary, moved around little by little.

When the little girl in black wearing a mountain stick walks around a step or two, behind her, there is a little lotus man who comes out of the mud and walks a few steps.

The second floor of the bamboo building.

Cui Cheng stepped on the forehead of the money on the ground and shook it heavily. He bowed his head and asked: "Before practicing the boxing today, you dare to ask the old man how to practice boxing when he is an end."

Cui Cheng’s foot was on the side of the temple, and turned to look at the girl who was curled up by the wall. “You will go to the broken end of the broken road and say it.”

The body slowly stretched out. It used to be like a hard-nosed money for himself. His face was bloody, he stood up, opened his mouth, rubbed his head, stretched out two fingers, and shook a tooth. Then, take a hard look and unplug it.

She carefully took the **** tooth away and hid it in her sleeve. Master once said that every child will grow up. During this period, the fallen teeth will be thrown to the top of the bed, and you will be able to make peace of mind.

Money bent down, hands clenched, gently tightened and loosened, staring at Cui Cheng.

I saw her on one of her toes, and her body was vacant. She stepped on the wall of the bamboo building behind her body. The figure went as an arrow, and she fell down in the middle. The ankles twisted, slipped out a few steps, and deviated from the straight line. The style of the boxing was wide open, and a punch was made, but a boxing of the gods and drums was given to Cui Cheng.

You may not know how to save money. The gods and drums are his master’s confrontation with Cui Cheng, using the least amount of boxing.

Because knowing the most useless.

But the money is just the opposite. This punch is the most punch she gave to the old man.

Repeatedly and again, repeated punches again and again.

The old man punched his head over the money, and he didn’t want to pay for the moment when the body flew out.

Obviously, at the beginning, you have the idea of ​​hitting me and I want to kick you.

It is a pity that Cui Cheng held his ankle in one hand, and he squatted high and slammed the ground. The body was curled up and the breathing between the two was faster and slower, and the replacement was quick and natural.

Cui Chengxi smiled and said: "You are a small waste that is not as good as Chen Ping, and I am the big waste. I have to abandon you to eat more. It is a waste of the home of Luoshan. You also want to see it. The old man's clothes corner? You are the old man who is the opportunity to practice boxing like a sleepy? Come again? Don't pretend to die, you can get the corner of the clothes, the old man will follow your surname."

The money is heavy and the elbows are heavy, the body is empty, and the air is standing still, intermittently, ambiguous: "Do not follow my surname... With my master's surname... I have to see my master again."

Cui Cheng came to the front of the money, and after one hand, he held the money door with one hand and five fingers, and one step further, he smashed the whole person into the wall.

The latter sagged together with their hands and feet.

Cui Cheng let go of his hand, and he sat on the ground with money, leaning against the wall and sliding a large amount of blood on the wall.

Cui Cheng sneered: "Chen Pingan, a waste that is afraid of death and greed, will raise your waste, which is greedy and fearful of death. If you are both master and disciples, you should hide in Mud Lane for a lifetime and take chicken and dog dung every day. Chen Pingan really blinked, will choose you to pay for the shit, the big disciple, the poor pity that is destined to hide behind him for a lifetime, also with the 'disciple', to talk about 'opening the mountain'?"

The money finger moved slightly, and finally it was difficult to look up and his lips moved slightly.

As a result, the old man stepped on his forehead and bent over to the side. "Small waste, what are you talking about, the old man begged you to speak louder! Is it true that the old man is right? You and Chen Pingan should be in your life. Mud Lane is dealing with chicken and dog shit?! How, you use the mountain stick to pick the chicken and dog dung, and then let Chen Ping take a nap? So best, don’t practice punching for too long, wait until Chen Pingan Roll back to the Lonely Mountain, you master and apprentice, two small and small waste, go to the mud bottle lane."

The money sitting on the ground slowly raised his hand, and he slowly swung his hand to Cui Cheng’s foot.

The old man retracted his foot, and after the punch fell, he changed his foot and stepped on the money head.

After a while, I changed my hand and raised my arm.

The old man stepped back a few steps and said: "With this ability, it seems that you can go to Fulu Street or Taoye Lane with the waste, and give the rich men a lot of money to clean the boots. The person wiped the boots clean. If you are a disciple, you can smile and bend, and call a welcome lord."

He saved both hands and the back, and pressed against the wall, one inch and one foot, slowly got up. She tried to open her eyes and opened her mouth. It didn't make a sound.

The old man smiled and knew what the little guy was licking himself.

She leaned her head and bent her waist, gently gasping, her eyes blurred, she could not see anything at all.

The old man turned and walked to the bamboo door, and turned his head and smiled: "The old man opened the door, you can write to the Chen Pingan, and you said that you should be a disciple, finally able to worry about the master, thought of a mentor Good idea to make money? Anyway, Chen Pingan is a mud-legged person who has spread out your undisputed disciple, earning this kind of money, and chilling, what is the solution? I don’t see it!"

Between the moments.

Cui Cheng stopped and narrowed his eyes.

Almost faintly stunned in the past, the subconscious mind widened his eyes, and his body swayed one step at a time. The next time the body swayed more, after a few steps, the money was gone.

A footstep smeared out, suddenly stopped the body shape, leaped high, flew and rushed, and Cui Cheng slammed his head.

Just like the town in the past, there were grass-shoes teenagers like eagle owls, passing over the stream.

Cui Cheng hesitated for a moment, still deflecting his shoulders, avoiding the punch of the money, but the old man did not punch this time, just turned his head and looked at it. The little girl was kneeling on the ground near the door and was already faint.

Probably she is blocking the road, not letting him Cui Cheng to open the door?

Cui Cheng came to the little girl and sat down cross-legged. She reached down and gently pressed her **** little head and nodded and smiled. "Good."