Sword of Coming

The first day of the high city.

Stacked, Dong Huanfu, Fan Dache, chose to withdraw.

Ning Yao, Chen Sanqiu, 晏啄 continue to stay in place.

Chen Ping returned to their side and put on a facial of a middle-aged man. He first helped Chen Sanqiu, staring at the battlefield situation, and occasionally reminded him.

Compared with the need to say the accuracy of Fan Dache, and Chen Sanqiu and the swear words, Chen Pingan will be concise and succinct, and the nuances will be filled.

More are some of the flying sword trajectories, suggestions for the choice of the foot, a quick resumption, and strive to change from good to better. I didn’t drink the wine and became a good friend. Chen Ping will not take the two Jin Danjing swords seriously. In fact, Chen Ping’s gaze and watch the Chen Sanqiu’s sword and get the sword. A lot of benefits.

Then Chen Ping went to Fan Dache.

Fan Daqi saw the face of the man, Chen Ping, some helpless, and Chen Pingan hostile, really fell eight years of blood mold, the ancestral grave is not a blue smoke, is rolling black smoke, the coffin can not hold.

In desperation, Fan Dache is also very grateful. If it wasn't for Chen Ping's appearance, Fan Dache would have to work hard for a long time.

Chen Pingan squatted down and threw it to Fan Dache, a pot of bamboo sea cave wine, and smiled: "Remember to read my good."

Dong Huanfu said: "With Fan Dache's money, I bought the drinks, and then I will give them back to Fan Dache, I learned."

Chen Pingan pretended not to hear, put a yellow paper on the body to remove the sputum, to help remove the **** suffocation.

Stacked and asked, "Where are you going to save money?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Walk around. Because I am worried about helping me, I am attracted to the attention of some big demon in the dark, so I dare not contribute. I am going to talk to the swordsmen and I am responsible for a small section of the city. When you are a bait, you are willing to go to the hook. When you are withdrawn from the battlefield, you can look for me in the past, and see the master's style of the sword, remember to bring wine, not to look at it."

Dong Huanfu shook his head and said: "Then I will not go."

The stack smiled and said: "I have to forget."

Fan Dache found that Chen Ping looked at himself and said with a blunt swearing: "I dare not go."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Da Che, people don't go, wine can go, who is rare and rare to you."

The stacks and Dong characters almost got up at the same time and continued to the south side of the city.

Fan Dache also wants to follow the past, but Chen Ping’s hand is screaming and he is not in a hurry.

Chen Pingan said: "When you work side by side with these friends, do you feel that the pressure is great? It seems that if you help them once, you will drag your hind legs once?"

Fan Daqi nodded.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "With such thoughts, it is not a bad thing, but if you want to be better, you should suppress these thoughts. Fan Dache, don't forget, you are a bottleneck in the dragon gate. I am still less than 30 years old. I know that in the vast world of ours, even if it is known as the sword repairing the clouds, the North Zhou Luzhou, a sword repair that will soon be in the Jindan, what a great young Junyan ?"

Chen Ping pointed out that he was "not a god, there is such a person in the world, and Haoran is a person like Chen Pingan. Among the peers in the mountains who are almost old with you, I only say that it is better than me." Of course, there will be, there should be a lot. But it is a lot worse than me, a lot."

Chen Pingan said slowly: "In my hometown, Dongbao Pingzhou, I have traveled a lot of rivers and lakes. If you practiced there, Fan Dache will be a prince who has high hopes for the dynasty. You may feel that I often make jokes and say that I am a monk in the five worlds. It is self-deprecating. In fact, it is not all. In my hometown, there is a cave, a demon, a ghost, and a well-deserved demon. It is a shocking ghost. You Think about it, the Jindan sword repair of a congenital sword embryo may be in his thirties. On the other side of Baojuan, how is it high?"

Fan Daqi nodded. "I didn't think about it before. I was not very interested in the things of Haoran. From small to large, I felt that my qualifications were good, but not good enough."

Chen Pingan smiled and spread out his two hands. The **** were close together and clicked on both ends. "What I said, Fan Dache was around Ning Yao Chen Sanqiu and felt that what he did was wrong. It was an extreme. Fan Dache is in my hometown. It seems to be a sword enemy. It is another extreme. Naturally it is not desirable."

Chen Ping put away one hand and made a fist in one hand. He shook in the middle of the previous line. "Things can be extreme and cannot be avoided, but the heart of a sword repair should fall here and stay still. Foreign affairs, going abroad, it’s really just a matter of outsiders, it’s hard to be completely controlled by us, but the heart of the people who cultivated the Tao is always just your hands and feet. It’s close at hand, it’s the ability to sharpen your homework anytime, anywhere. In the small world, the heavens and the earth are just vertical cones, but the human heart is all-encompassing and can be higher and bigger than the heavens and the earth, especially the sword repairs, the thoughts, the flying swords, the physical and mental life is free. I think this is very true. With the pot of water on your hand, send you white together."

Fan Daqi's eyes were clear, he drank a drink, rubbed his mouth, and said: "Chen Pingan, these words, if you told me before, I might just hear it, but I don't really hear it. Now Not the same, I understand."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "In fact, they are all the same. I have also suffered from the big and small pains. I stopped and stopped thinking about it. I came to today."

Fan Daqi was silent for a moment, and suddenly curiously asked: "Which sentence was sent to me with the drink, which sage is said? The more I think, the more reasonable."

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin. "Da Che, you can't even think of this little brain. It's not very good."

Fan Dashu laughed and got up, and when he fell into the hip flask, he went to Chen Sanqiu.

I never thought that Chen Pingyi reached out and grabbed the empty jug and got up and said: "The little dragon gate sword repair, in front of the two masters in the hall, the heroic spirit of your uncle, the hip flask does not need money."

Fan Dache had some guilty conscience, and quickly walked away. He just couldn't help but turn his head. He saw the second treasurer, rubbed his head, fingers against the corner of the temple, and slowly picked up a camouflage dough.

Fan Dache asked: "Chen Pingan, I can't forget her, am I very unprofessional?"

Chen Pingan put the face that Zhu Zhujian created into his sleeve and smiled and said: "It’s better to say nothing about infatuation."

Fan Dache wondered: "We just met that moment, you didn't say that? I got my blood."

Chen Ping, who looked wilting, took out the sword and took a drink. He smiled and said: "I have no strength to tell you about the knowledge here, and I am going to ponder it. Also, take out a little dragon gate, the sword of the sword, the cock. Quarreling head to head, sword repair fight does not avenge."

Chen Pingan is no longer worried about Fan Dache's love. Fan Dache seems to be practicing on his side, and his words and deeds are not good, but Chen Ping can be sure that Fan Dache's road to repair can be very long-term. Chen Pingan is more worried at the moment. He is afraid that Fan Dache has heard his own truth. He knows, and finds that he can't do it, or that he can't do it well, it will be another kind of trouble.

One reason, never knowing, is itself an intangible negation. Knowing and recognizing is an affirmation, an inability to do, and a denial.

Generally speaking, at this step, that is the reason that has come to a dead end, and has come to the place of burial in the heart of the road, the kind of bones that have no bones. The most terrible place is that a series of learning similar to this one will follow death and will die.

I never thought Fan Dache said: "If I can't do what you said, I can't be influenced by Chen Sanqiu's influence. Chen Pingan, you remember to remind me more, once I can't do it twice, I am this person. There is no big advantage, that is, it is still listening."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Good to say."

Fan Dache finally said: "Then you also listened to me for a persuasion. This war has to be played. It’s not bad for these few days and a half. You should raise your wounds and return to the city. Otherwise, you will continue to do so. In the future, we will need to leave. When the city heads to the battlefield, it is very difficult for you to return to the peak. You are my guardian swordsman, you don’t worry about yourself, you are worried about worrying about my life, and I want to drink alcohol without spending money in the future. Already?"

Chen Ping nodded: "It makes sense."

Chen Pingan really sacrificed the boat and left the city.

Fan Dache went to the south side of the wall, and Ning Yao nodded and smiled at him: "Thank you."

Fan Dache wants to stretch his face, but he can't do it, and he just laughs.

Dong draws a comment: "It’s stupid."

Among the group, Chen Sanqiu, who is the most eloquent and free-spirited by Feijian, smiled and said: "Dong Black Charcoal, do you have the ability to let Ning Yao say thank you?"

Dong Huanfu turned and asked: "Ning sister, can you thank me?"

Ning Yao always looked ahead and rewarded a rolling word.

Dong painted a nod and said that he smiled, then turned to look at Chen Sanqiu and Fan Dache, and asked: "Ning sister never polite with me, can you?"

Chen Sanqiu raised his thumbs high.

Fan Daqi took a deep breath and sacrificed his life to fly the sword. The sword light flashed and plunged down the city.

Chen Ping’s driving the boat, doing nothing, then learning his own disciple students, kneeling at the bow of the ferry, and rowing by hand, seems to be really faster?

During the war, several young swordsmen from the outskirts were evacuated from the south of the city to the north side of the city wall, and another group of local swords that recharged their batteries to replace the position. just

When they passed by, the latter had a lot of smiles on their faces.

Yu Yufu sat on the north wall and chewed the last pancake. He was full of boxing, but he never got a fist. This made Yu Yufu, who had only seen the battle at the city, the first time in his life, for the realm of martial arts. Ascending, it has produced a great craving, and the seven-legged golden body, after all, does not seem to travel far and wide. As long as it is far away from the game, it can be as smooth as the martial arts.

Zhu Mei's face was pale, and his heart was awkward. He wiped his forehead sweat and said nothing.

After she sacrificed her life flying sword, several dangers were either protected by the summer swordsmanship or rescued by Jin Zhenmeng. Even Lin Junyi, who is still only watching the sea sword repair, helped her once, if not Lin Junyi saw it. The disguise of a demon squad, deliberately throwing a sword to lure each other to sacrifice the killer, and finally Lin Junyi evacuated the flying sword between the electric and the flint, and the golden dream came out of the sword and the demon, Zhu Mei will definitely hurt the flying sword. Even if the avenue is not seriously damaged, it will retreat to the city and go to the Sun House to recover the wounds. Since then, the whole battle has nothing to do with her.

Lin Junyi talked with Jin Zhenmeng about the experience of the previous war.

This should be the first time that Lin Junxi had been chatting with Jin Zhenmeng privately, saying that the two sides had the wisdom, the loss, the flaws and the many exquisite points.

Jin Zhenmeng smiles and smiles, although there are still not many words, but it is obviously closer to Lin Junyi.

This is the first time that Jin Zhenmeng feels that Lin Junyi, a genius boy who seems to be innocent of dust all the year round, has some human flavors.

Lin Junxi took out a delicate small porcelain bottle created by the Shaoyuan Dynasty, and poured out three Dan pills, different colors, leaving a goose yellow, the other two crow blue, spring green medicine, thrown to gold Real dreams and Zhu Mei.

Jin Zhenmeng and Zhu Mei are very similar, they are hesitating for a moment, still choose to accept, the three swallowed each other.

Lin Junyi began to hold his breath, breathe and breathe, Dan Pill gradually melted, and Pei Ran infiltrated into several key gas houses.

Lin Junyi gave up a mind and continued to rethink the end of the question.

Every time you repeat the game, you will be able to make Lin Jun’s heart full of heart.

At that time, the white-dressed young man who claimed to be Cui Dongshan, in the process of collecting chess from the chessboard, asked a question and asked Lin Jun to dare to stay in the sword wall to kill the demon.

Lin Junxi said that he dared, but the risk is too big, the interests are too small, it seems not worthwhile.

"Not a suggestion, it is an order. Because you are too stupid, so I have to say more, lest I be kind, and you will be smashed into a liver and lungs. It makes a good thing, and in turn becomes your reason for complaining about me. I killed you, you still feel wronged."

Cui Dongshan grabbed a chess piece and shook it. "First, after leaving, how many big demons are killed, it doesn't matter at all. If you can kill more, win the recognition of one or two swords, it is more it is good."

Cui Dongshan throws the piece into the chess can, and then smashes the piece. "Second, there is a bitter summer beside you. You pay attention to your own size and you will not die. Summer is more stupid than you, but after all, it is a A rare mountain, so the more you look like a good person, the more the sword is decided, the more the killing demon, then on the city, every day, the more summer, the more you will recognize you, the more you will suffer in the summer. Death sorrow, so I can’t say that one day, Bitter Summer is willing to change the law of death. It’s nothing but for myself, it’s for you, Lin Junyi, for the future of the Shaoyuan dynasty. At this moment, you need to pay attention. Don't let the bitter summer swordsman really die for you in this place, you Lin Junyi must constantly pass Zhu Mei and Jin Zhenmeng, especially Zhu Mei, let the bitter summer dispel the idea of ​​being generous to death, escorting you to leave the Jianqi Great Wall, remember Even if the summer swordsman insists on returning to the Jiancheng Great Wall alone, it is also necessary to **** you several times to Nanpo Weizhou. He can turn his head and return. How to do it, what is the meaning, I will not teach you, your age is not big. Rusted brain, think for yourself "

Cui Dongshan throws the second chess piece into the chess pot. "Third, you will leave the hanging mountain, and you will get along with Zhu Mei and Jin Zhenmeng. From the beginning to the end, you must not add to your heart and try to buy people's hearts. You are a sly, Lin Junyi, who usually spends time with them, is still Lin Junyi, who is self-confident in the bones, and Lin Junyi, who has killed the demon with the sword on the previous city, must be judged as two people, otherwise you will be exhausted. Zhu Mei and Jin The real dream is not the strict flow of Jiang Guancheng. The latter is pragmatic and the former is relatively retreat. It is two worlds. You should do it yourself."

"Fourth, back to the Shaoyuan dynasty, the literary style of the Middle-earth Shenzhou, you shut up, no words, no mouth, you will go to the closed-door thank you. Before you shut up, of course, Your husband has a secret conversation. You can be honest with each other. Apart from me, there are big things, no Tibetans, don’t be a fool. Your master will understand your intentions, but you will not be disgusted. Reassuring, because you and him, this is the same person. He will naturally help you to protect the road, to do something for your proud disciple, he will not personally end, for your name, the means too good I believe that the National Master will not only be so, but will also control the fire and do the opposite. The strict law is more stupid than you. Anyway, it is already your pawn. When you return home, you will do what he should do. Say what he should say. But the national teacher will ban the wind in the Shaoyuan dynasty, and do not allow you to exaggerate your experience in the Great Wall. Then you can wait for the school to speak for you, during this time, Lin Junyue It’s not to say that the Shaoyuan dynasty is silent, four Plus praise, will just walk in, you are able to prevent the door shut. "

"Not only the Shaoyuan dynasty, but all the surrounding dynasties, vassals, emperors will be Xiangqing, the people on the mountain, the rivers and rivers under the mountain, will know that there is a young Lin Junyi, far away from the Jiancheng Great Wall, the battle can not retreat, the sword can kill Demon."

Cui Dongshan pointed to the chess piece and smiled and asked: "Where is the most subtle part of this 'fourth'? Think about it, don't let me down."

Lin Junxi replied: "Let my husband feel that my life is alive, but it is still a little tender, and let Mr. can do something that his students can't do. There will be no sin in the heart."

Cui Dongshan lost the piece. "Fortunately, I am not stupid enough to die. Wait, the more the battle of the Great Wall of the Sword is, the more violent the world is, the more stunned by a stick, and you are a little awake. The deeds of the Great Wall of Jianqi will have more gold."

Cui Dongshan once again picked up a piece of chess and laughed and said: "The Confucian saints who belong to different contexts with your husband, the gentleman and the sage, will also look at you Lin Junyi. The National Teacher regards you as a promising avenue. The close disciples, Confucian Academy Academy may not continue to regard Lin Junyi as a disciple of the dynasty of the dynasty. Here, mysterious, I will experience you as much as I can drink alcohol."

Cui Dongshan shook his fingers and chess pieces. "But don't be obsessed with it. All the praises of today will become his day's criticism. People who are praised and criticized are often the same person. This is another wonderful thing. I want to understand it. A pot of alcoholic wine is very intoxicating."

Cui Dongshan lost his chess piece and squatted in the chess pot. The chess piece slammed, the sound was crisp, and the sleeves were shaken. "Strictly, this person can make good use of it. Zhu Mei must be recognized by her, especially the latter. The relationship between the two parties is properly handled and you will have an unexpected surprise."

Lin Junyi whispered: "Is the family behind Zhu Mei?"

Cui Dongshan shook his head and said: "It doesn't stop there. You are really a confused brain. What kind of chess is it? If you take a step or two, you want to win the game?"

Lin Junyi sincerely said: "Please ask Mr. Cui for my doubts."

Cui Dongshan said: "What did Zhu Mei say, no more than Yu Yufu saw with his own eyes, almost the same. The two women are inseparable, relatives and pure, what would not be said? Yu Yufu recognized Zhu Mei's character, Zhu Mei Recognizing you Lin Junyi, I will naturally say a few words of fairness in the true sense of the word. Just because it is the innocence of Zhu Mei, Yu Yufu can only listen in. Then you are in the smashed city of Jianhe Great Wall, in Yu Yufu In the eyes, not only will it not become the life of Lin Yuanjun of the Shao Yuan Dynasty, but it can aggravate her positive opinion on you. This can be understood?"

Lin Junxi whispered: "The younger generation is afraid of misunderstanding, not far-reaching, and willing to hear the details."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "There is no problem for people, the most incomprehensible. Once you have denied you, and then recognize you, this kind of recognition will be recognized more than the first time, more firm and unwavering. This does not understand? Chess will not I don’t understand people, I have some regrets, I want to do this long-term trading with you. How do you feel that you want to lose money? Lin Junyi, playing chess with you so many games, I have no worries, I did not want to join hands with you. To do business, I am worried, how is it?"

Lin Junyi wants to stop talking.

Cui Dongshan narrowed his eyes. "You can only ask if you don't think? You know that my patience is limited. I will kill you. Do you know why? If you answer wrong, you will die."

Lin Junyan oozes sweat on his forehead. "I can stupid myself, but I can't even get tired of Mr. Cui's eyes and find a stupid person to do business."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Good boy, you can still teach."

Cui Dongshan’s hand was placed on the chess piece inside the chess pot, and he gently said, “I’m a smart enough but dare to die. The middle-earth sword repair, the pure Wufu Yufu who was born in the Middle-earth Shenzhou, is not I would hate it. The Yu family, even the old man Zhou Shenzhi, for a juvenile sword repair that can make Yu Yufu not hate, what do you think? What is a dispensable little thing? Yujia Laoer, Zhou Shenzhi, These old people don’t die. For the original Lin Junyi, the so-called half-smart wise man? There will be less? The Yu family has mastered the destruction and rise of the two dynasties, and what kind of smart people have never seen. For thousands of years, I used to see the ups and downs of the world. What they saw was a young man who was both smart and stupid. He was full of vigor and enthusiasm. He didn’t put the heavens and the earth in his eyes, but he was full of enthusiasm and dare to Big and big, not to fame and fortune, not to die."

Cui Dongshan gently raised his hand, left the chess jar, and gently flipped his wrist. He smiled and said: "This is the change of the human heart. The scenery is magnificent. It’s just that you don’t really cut it. The heart is as fine as the monk. Guest, let's put such a good eyesight, don't use it, pretend to practice the Tao, repair the road, and repair the heart of a fart. You Lin Junyi is a mountain man destined to be in the high hall of the temple, do not understand the human heart, how to identify people, how to use people How can people use their hearts and minds?"

Lin Junyi was convinced and sincere, and he solemnly said: "Mr. Cui Gaoming, Lin Junyi was taught."

Cui Dongshan looked up, "Gao Ming? Use such a vulgar statement to describe me."

Lin Junyi shook his head and said: "It is both high and bright! Only the sun and the moon! This is the realm that I am willing to spend a lifetime to pursue, and it is by no means the savvy of the secular people."

Cui Dongshan laughed happily. "This is a must-have horse. It is very good for my family. It is very good. I will have a chance in the future. I can’t say that I really want to accept you as a disciple. Then you can go to the Zu Shitang and burn the incense. ""

In fact, Lin Junxi already had a guess in his heart, but he was too embarrassed to believe.

Cui Dongshan converges with a smile, looks down at the chessboard, and wipes the palm of his hand. All the pieces fall into the chess can, and then a solitary sunspot is placed on the board, and then a white piece is picked up to surround a large circle.

Cui Dongshan said: "Since you are being cultivated as a half disciple, then I will come up with a little real skill. Take the law as an example of this sunspot. You have to teach this sunspot to feel free, and you are unconstrained. Life is full of hope. But his heart, all thoughts, are in fact in your control, to be born, to die, to lose momentum, are within your calculations."

Lin Junyi feels that this is obvious and it is not difficult to understand.

Then Cui Dongshan surrounded a larger circle of blacks outside Baizi. "This is the heart of Zhou Laofufu and Yujiao. How do you break the game?"

Lin Junyi pondered for a long time, raised his arm and rubbed his forehead, and shook his head: "No solution, don't even think about breaking the game."

Cui Dongshan nodded. "Yes, half right."

Cui Dongshan picked up a white son and threw it on the chessboard outside the black box. "On the chessboard for a while, the situation is difficult to change. Life is not a chess game. It is only a chess piece. But don't forget the heart. Restricted, so you can lose a thought, hide in the distance, open your eyes, look at the bigger world chessboard, Zhou Shenzhi counts something. This is the heart."

Lin Junyi looked down at the chessboard that was not a chessboard and fell into meditation.

"呦呦 鸣 鸣, 食野之蒿, 食野之苹. I have fine wine, boasting the spring, but no guests."

Cui Dongshan put away his eyes on the earth and turned his head to look at the sky. He smiled and said: "On the mountain, the Yunzhongjun, see the birds, and float a lot."

On the head of the city, at this moment, Lin Junyi also learned that the "white boy" looked up.

That person is the Cui Wei who came out of "Color Cloud Spectrum".

The chess power is even higher than that of Cui Wei.

The white boy picked up the chess board and got up and said the last sentence to Lin Junyi. "Teach you these things, to tell you, count people, don't mean anything, don't make a head, don't make a head."

Chen Ping did not return directly to Ningfu, but went to a wine shop.

The shop didn't close, just no guests.

Zhang Jialu and Jiang, who had previously helped in the wine shop, went to the two long-term teenagers. They had already gone to the hanging hills like Jin Danjian, and they went to the south and Pazhou to travel. The two teenagers followed. Cui Dongshan went to the Baojuan.

Nowadays, the three people who help in the wine shop, the young boy is called Qiu Jun, the girl is called Liu Wei, and the youngest child is called peach board. They are all sorts of shopkeepers selected by the stack, all familiar neighbors.

Among them, the peach plate is not the same as the same age Feng Kangle. At a young age, he began to save money to prepare his wife, Feng Kangle. It is really not afraid of fear, but will also observe the color, see the wind and the rudder, but the peach plate Only the sky is not afraid of fear, a rib. Qiu Wei and Liu Wei, who were sitting at the table chatting, saw the two and the arrogant cabinets. They were still nervous and stood up. It was like sitting on the wine table and being lazy. Chen Ping smiled and reached out and pressed twice. No guests, you are free."

Only the peach board was alone in the bench of the wine table elsewhere, looking at the empty street.

Chen Pingan sat on the wine table and smiled and asked: "Why, grab the little daughter-in-law to grab Feng Kangle, not happy?"

The peach board is stuffy and unhappy: "Two dispensers, you said that I am the kind of sword embryo that no one can see."

Chen Pingan is speechless.

Chen Ping took a picture of the table. "Go give me a pot of wine, old rules."

The peach board was unwilling to get up and shouted: "Sister Liu Wei, go to the second treasurer and take the pot of wine, don't forget to collect the money."

Chen Pingan found out a snowflake money and handed it to Liu Wei, saying that the pickles and Yangchun noodles were no longer needed, only drinking. Soon the girl took a jug of wine and a white bowl and gently placed it on the table.

Chen Pingan poured a bowl of bamboo sea hole wine and took a sip of wine.

The peach plate sat up and squatted on the wine table. Some of them were bored. They tapped their fingers on the table and said, "The two treasurers, I don't want to sell wine for a lifetime."

Chen Pingxiao asked: "What do you want to do?"

The peach board said: "I didn't think about it."

Chen Pingan is drinking, no longer saying anything.

Peach board has nothing to say: "Two treasurers, you know, in fact, many people say you bad things in the back. Come here, some of the guests who buy wine here are fighting for you. Many words, just listen to it. Awesome."

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "I don't know. You said it to you?"

The peach board began to pour the beans in the bamboo tube, and the words that I heard were said in the 1510.

Peach board sees the second treasurer just drinking, not angry, the child is a little angry, screaming: "The two treasurers have no ears in your ears, have you listened to me?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Listen."

The east wind blows the willow catkins, and the east wind blows off the willow catkins.

The same Dongfeng-like willow catkins, ups and downs, care about what.

It’s just that, it’s too boring, and there’s no need to recite it to a child.

Therefore, Chen Pingan seems to know what to do, and angered: "This is a bastard, too angry."

The child is eager to try: "Let's do something?"

Chen Ping hung his hand in the wine bowl and squinted: "Do you help me with the rack, or help me look at the wind?"

The peach board sighed and slammed on the table again. "When there are many guests, I am too tired. I have no guests, and I am too bored. I am going to do something."

Chen Pingan joked: "That is, what is going on."

The peach board blinked. "You are really boring, and Mr. Shuo is not a bad person. The shop doesn't care about it. I don't know how to be busy all day long."

Chen Pingan waved: "I bought the wine, I have a dish of pickles and a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and I am sent to you."

Peach board laughs and closes.

Liu Wei, who has been erecting his ears to listen to this conversation, immediately went to greet Feng Shushu and made a bowl of Yangchun noodles to the two treasurers.

Chen Pingan leisurely drinking wine.

I didn’t think of the catastrophe of the old priest of the lion’s garden in the Qing dynasty.

The scholars who love the feathers are the most famous, so they are most afraid of the evening.

Cui Dongshan said that the sinister means of interlocking with each other are the thoughts of Liu Qingfeng, the eldest son of the old servant, and the township fellow Li Baozhen just did it.

Chen Pingan turned to look at the big and small restaurants on the street behind the street, the empty street.

In fact, those people who are talking about the peach board, those words, do not let Chen Pingan feel strange, and even can say, long ago guessed, like Chen Ping’s lettering on the side seal, there is no accident in the world.

For today's Chen Ping, it is very difficult to get angry.

With that disappointment, it is even more inconspicuous.

There must have been a wine table or Taixiang Street, Yuxi Street, met the son of the family, Chen Sanqiu, some people flattering but no results, they began to secretly hate Chen Sanqiu up, the two treasurers and Chen Sanqiu are friends, then even Chen Pingan remembered it together.

It must also be that the sword repair can not afford the origin of the stack, but the opportunity and cultivation of the admiration, they hate the noisy and noisy of the wine shop, and hate the young two treasurers who are not in the limelight.

There are people of the same age who used to ridicule the fat people. Afterwards, the realm of the embarrassing world is getting higher and higher. From the time of overlooking and scorning, it is becoming more and more necessary to look up and look at Ningfu and Chen Ping. People must be unhappy in their hearts and scratch their hearts.

There must be some young drinkers who tried to get close to the two sets of cabinets in the stack of wine shops. They just felt that they couldn’t talk to the two treasurers. They didn’t think much at first, but just as Chen Ping’s reputation became more and more Big, in those people's minds, it has become a real loss of vital interest. Over time, they will not go there to buy alcohol and drink. They also like to go with their own friends and change the wine cellars elsewhere. Let’s talk about that small. The wine shop and Chen Ping’s cool words are very happy. The more people there are, the better the taste of drinking.

These people, especially when they think of what they used to pretend, and those swords repairing and drinking on the side of the road to eat pickles, suddenly feel that their hearts are not strong, so with the same people, arrange the wine shop, the more active.

The wine shop is more lively, the better the business, the other people who drink alcohol and say that the yin and yang whispering words, look around, even if there are not many people around, but there are many reasons to comfort themselves, and even feel that everyone is drunk, this is so awake In twos and threes, holding a group to warm up, and becoming a confidant, it is true.

The Buddhist scriptures say that it rains and the grasses are different.

As the old saying goes, it is almost the same meaning to raise a hundred people.

It is easy to deny any one person.

Whether it is the swordsman of the Great Wall of the Great Wall, or the Confucian moral saints of the world, or the sages of the sages of the world, any one in the world can easily deny and kill others in my heart as long as others want to provoke.

Anything that can be done can be done, or it is out of the way. You can't just do it, otherwise you will end up losing yourself.

It is very difficult to change to a person who truly recognizes a person.

Chen Ping’s fun nowadays is not to compete with them at all. Instead, he has had leisure time. As long as there is such an opportunity, he will try to see the complex life of these people and see the people.

Chen Pingan drank a swig of wine, the drink in the bowl had already been finished, and he poured another bowl.

Looking at the peach plate that was devastated, Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Slowly eat, no one will grab you."

The peach board is ignored.

Chen Pingan is drinking, and some miss his hometown.

When I was young, in the town, a child once climbed the tree and took back the broken paper basket hanging on the high branch. The result was said to be a thief.

Once in the fairy cemetery, I watched the playfulness of my peers. Someone gave the snake a bite. The child quickly relied on Yangjiapu’s herbalist who asked, sneaked, and eavesdropped to help the child. The child bitten by the snake is applying the medicine.

After that, I saw this black-carbon child in Mud Lane, who is alone all the year round and watching them play. The most fierce, the most hard-working mud throws, these are the orphans with the mud bottle alley. Contacted peers.

At that time, Chen Ping did not understand why this was the case. When he grew up, he would understand that if he did not do so, they would lose their friends.

But this does not delay those children. When they grow up, they filial to their parents, helping the elderly in the neighborhood to pick up water and grab the water in the middle of the night.

There will also be young people who are so ignorant of oil. Some of them are even lucky. They will become the helpless dog legs of the rich children of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane. When they find the opportunity all day long, they will glare and do it. Fierce.

Even if this is the case, some people will not be delayed. Some people will get the rewards. When they return home, they will lead the younger brothers and sisters who are shabby and tired, and their thumbes are standing outside the doorway. They go to the town shop and buy a big one. A lot of new year's goods, let the mother-in-law to make a hearty dinner, hot and busy, round and round.

I will make some bamboo poles and small objects for the younger brothers and sisters.

There is also a kind of person who is a family who is all bad-hearted and grows up, and then marries and has children. The days can be passed, not too good, the family, never go to argue for some right or wrong, family All the cognitions seem to have a kind of harmony with small worlds. Even if Chen Pingan became an apprentice of kiln work, in fact, he still didn't understand why. At that time, he walked through many rivers and lakes roads and read a lot of books on the truth to know why.

The child in Mud Lane, growing up day by day, for those encounters at a young age, every moment, there will be big and small unhappy, and will be wronged.

Only one person can squat, shake his head, play with grass, or be on the side of the fairy sac, facing the dilapidated gods, and pinching out a little muddy man who is so rough.

Will also pick up a dead branch, in the lush countryside road, alone, bouncing, using the dead branches as a sword, all the way to slash, panting, very happy.

I also have a toothache that is red and swollen. I can only chew some earthy herbs in my mouth. I don’t want to talk for a few days.

As long as there is no disease and no disaster, no pain in the body, even if you eat a meal, it is happiness.

I can't sleep in the middle of the night, just go to lock down Longjing or the old banyan tree. A lonely child, as long as he looks at the starry sky in the sky, he will feel like he has nothing, and he seems to have everything.

Later, the small nose worm of the same alley grew up, walked and talked.

Mud Lane alley shoes and teenagers also met Liu Yuyang.

Later, when he became an apprentice in the kiln, he felt that life had an extra hope.

To take care of some small slugs, learn more from Liu Yuyang.

Chen Pingan hopes that all three people will have to eat and wear warmly in the future. No matter what happens in the future, whether it is a disaster or a small disaster, they can go straight and go past, and squat in the past.

The small snout said that he must make a lot of money, so that the mother can wear gold and silver every day, and move to the house on the side of Fulu Street to live.

At that time, all the **** who have bullied their mothers, they will not go to trouble, they will be afraid of death, they will fight their own mouth, but also take the initiative to bring chickens and ducks to the door to admit their mistakes, otherwise he will not They will forgive them. If he had smashed him a hundred times before, he would go back to a few hundred sentences. If he had smashed him before, he would go back to seven or eight feet and win the other side to roll around. He almost died.

Liu Yuyang said that to be the best person in all the kiln kiln craftsmanship, he must learn all the skills of Yao’s old man. The porcelain he cooked by himself should become an object placed on the table of the emperor’s children. The emperor’s old man was regarded as a family treasure. When I was old, I became an old man. Liu Yuyang must be more prestigious than Yao’s old man. He would be a clumsy disciple and an apprentice.

Liu Yuyang also hopes that he can break the bricks with a single punch, and he can cross the widest stream in one step. All the people who have read the books in the school, all the guys who will have a few words, must be right. Liu Yuyang looked at him with enthusiasm and asked to write a Spring Festival couplet to his old Liu family.

At that time, almost all of the three people's wishes were born. In fact, everyone felt great and biggest at the time.

But no one thought that compared with the life experience of the three people, the big wish at that time seemed to be not big, or even small.

It was just that Gu Yu became the kind of person that the three of them had most hated in the past.

Liu Yuyang did not become that hero, but became a veritable scholar.

Chen Ping, who only wants to live a stable life, did not live so well.

The money did not earn less, went far away from the rivers and lakes, and met many people who could not even think about it. It’s no longer the sandals and children who took the big baskets and went to the mountains to collect medicines. They just changed a big basket that they couldn’t see or touch. They were filled with the roads of life and they couldn’t forget to throw them away and put them in the back basket. Size story.

The ending of some stories is far from perfect. Some lovers have not become servants. Good people seem to have no good news. Some of them were not sad at the time. In fact, there is no chance of reunion. The ending of some stories, good at the same time, also has shortcomings. Some stories have not yet ended.

However, Chen Pingan has always believed that seeing the light in the darkness and giving birth to hope in desperation will not be wrong.

Chen Pingan put down the wine bowl and smashed the gods.

I remembered the old man who likes to be alone with his hands and sleeves.

I remember the first time I followed the old man into the mountains to find the soil suitable for burning porcelain. I suddenly got a heavy snow, the wind was biting, the snow was not kneeling, and I almost didn’t freeze the thin sandals.

The silent old man was on his way to the front, but he slowed down his steps, and he said a lot more difficult words. "When the winter walks the mountain road, it is cold and cold, and it is hard to make some money. A dollar is not willing to go out. To freeze yourself to death?"

"It’s a cold road, so I’ll wear more points. I don’t want to understand this? I don’t want to teach, I don’t think about it?”

It seems that there is no end to the snowy road, the sinful teenager listens to the worse words, crying and crying.

The old man has never been in charge of Chen Ping’s life and death.

But when Chen Ping’s once again felt the desperate feeling, one person chased him up, not only brought Chen Ping with a large parcel filled with heavy cotton aphid and dry food. The tall boy still yelled at him. An old man who has passed the teacher’s overdone is not a thing.

When Chen Ping’s one did not pay attention, he gave his hand to his neck and was pulled back.

The man not only did not see it, but the arm added gravity, and the other hand slammed Chen Ping’s head and laughed loudly: “Now it’s very tall! Have you ever promised?”

Chen Ping’s eyes were red and muttered: "How come now."

Under the sun, the only person who can tell Chen Ping’s life and who is willing to listen to Chen Ping’s life is to the Great Wall of Jianqi.

Because he is Liu Yuyang.