Sword comes

The carriage presented by Gao Xuan came late, and arrived at Chen Ping'an's side in the very late twilight. The groom was the old man with a white face and no beard. There was a relationship on both sides, but compared to Gao Xuan's warm and attentive, the old man's expression was cold. After handing over the carriage, he returned to the capital on foot. The old eunuch looked back at Cui Chan, who was busy looking at the handsome horse , amazed, unaware of the old man's scrutiny.

Cui Chan jumped into the carriage, took the initiative to take on the duties of the driver, and beckoned to Chen Pingan: "Sir, the carriage is free of hands and feet, so we can go on the road with peace of mind."

Cui Chan slapped himself, "It's too unlucky to go on the road, hurry up."

Chen Ping looked around, the sky was dark, because of the night ban in the capital, the official roads that flowed continuously during the day seemed very deserted,

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I just practiced walking piles, you just need to drive, as long as you don't go too fast, I can keep up."

Knowing Chen Pingan's stubborn character, Cui Chan stopped wasting his saliva, drove forward slowly, took a sip of wine, and said leisurely and loudly: "Everything is busy and nothing is worrying. In the end, everything is off. It's cool and autumn is good." an autumn"

Chen Ping silently followed behind the carriage, and kept repeating the six-step movement of the mountain-shaking boxing.

Cui Chan kept talking nonsense in the middle of the night, reading Confucian classics, poetry, music and Fu, all kinds of things, and his mouth was never idle.

In the end, even "I have an old donkey and I never ride it" was also recited. Hearing this, Chen Pingan, who had persisted for nearly an hour, let out a foul breath, stopped walking, and said: "I will get on the car." Take a break."

After getting into the car and putting the basket in the car, Chen Pingan discovered that there were bottles and cans piled up into a hill in the corner, but the light was dim and he couldn't see what they were. Cui Chan, who was driving, smiled and said, "There are a few jars of good wine , there are Taoist elixirs for refining Qi and healing, and even rouge powder. It’s my former disciple, you need to be more respectful and virtuous.”

Chen Pingan sat behind Cui Chan, sitting sideways, with his legs hanging out, shook his head and said, "Song Jixin has never been my friend."

Cui Chen dismantled the stage and said: "Then Song Jixin, who has been renamed Song Mu now, will be sad. Before he left Niping Lane, Qi Jingchun gave Zhao Yao a seal for the spring of the world, and Song Jixin was given to him. There are six books, three miscellaneous books, subtle calculations, chess books, peaches and plums, prose collection Shanhaice, three elementary books selected by Qi Jingchun, rites and music, Guanzhi, elementary school, and Song Jixin. My attitude towards you, sir, is very complicated. Probably for peace of mind, he left the following three books on the table in the room when he left. He intended to give you Chen Pingan, but the complicated thing is that Song Jixin actually knows it well, even if you take it, Mr. When it comes to the door keys thrown in your yard, you will never take the books privately, but you will not delay him. Song Jixin went over a small hurdle, sir, is this guy very smart?"

Cui Chan told a lot of secrets that no one knew, but there was one thing he didn't say.

He guessed that the book was actually planned by Qi Jingchun early on. Song Jixin would look down on the three elementary books and choose to keep them for Chen Pingan.

Cui Chan used to think that he was far better than Qi Jingchun in things like chess, layout, and mental arithmetic. Looking back now, he was of course a big mistake.

Chen Ping whispered: "Song Jixin has always been very smart."

Cui Chan asked curiously: "The reason why your relationship with him is so stiff is because he lied to you to break your oath."

Chen Pingan did not speak.

Cui Chen smiled and said: "Don't blame me for talking too much, and I didn't mean to excuse Song Jixin on purpose. I just tell you a fact. Whether it is right or wrong, Song Jixin has its roots in this matter. In fact, the truth is very Simple, Song Jixin eats well, dresses well and lives well, everything is better than you, sir. Later, he had a maid to serve his daily life, and he was proficient in reading, playing chess and calligraphy, but the more he was like this, a certain part of his heart The knot will get bigger."

Chen Pingan finally said, "At that time, he was misunderstood as the illegitimate son of the inspector. He was stabbed in the back by the neighbors since he was a child, and many people scolded him badly behind his back."

Cui Chan nodded and said: "So, when Song Jixin looks at you, Mr., every day, he thinks why you, Chen Pingan, a poor and sour man who almost starved to death, can have parents anyway, and Song Jixin But I don’t even know my mother’s last name.”

Cui Chan shook his head, "The thing that makes Song Jixin the most unbearable is that you, sir, have such a miserable life experience, but in the eyes of Song Jixin, a neighbor, it seems that you live happier than him every day. Falling asleep when you are full, and getting up to do things when you are full, this will make Song Jixin scratch his head and feel unhappy. So, he is not happy, he just wants to make you unhappy, he knows what you care about most, You have to lose something."

Chen Pingan remembered that rainy night in Niping Lane, that was the first time he wanted to kill someone, when Song Jixin was almost strangled to death by him against the wall.

Liu Xianyang, who sneaked out of the kiln with him, might have been hiding in the distance and accidentally saw that scene, so for the next month, Liu Xianyang didn't dare to talk to him, which made Chen Pingan depressed for a long time.

Cui Chan sighed with emotion: "Some children's minds, and the things involved are both terrible and ridiculous, but also hateful and pitiful. Because not only children have children's minds, many high-ranking and important figures will also be involved in certain important events. It's unreasonably childish."

Chen Ping put out the sword furnace pile with both hands, did not practice it, it was purely natural, and said calmly: "Of course I hate Song Jixin to death, but the thing that really makes me dislike Song Jixin is not this."

Cui Chan was so surprised that he couldn't help but turned his head and asked, "How do you say?"

Chen Pingan said slowly: "The time Liu Xianyang was almost beaten to death, Song Jixin would squat on the top of the wall and fan the flames. He wished Liu Xianyang would be beaten to death. Such a person is terrifying."

Cui Chan was silent.

Chen Ping raised his head and looked into the distance, "There is a dialect in our hometown, it is called to see if the burden is not tired, I think it's nothing, but if it's just because it's fun, it's so bad that you add stones to people's burdens. Kind of people, how to be friends"

Cui Chen joked: "Song Jixin didn't put a stone on your shoulders. In fact, Song Jixin may have deep down in his heart, and he really wants to be friends with you, because he is smart enough to know who he should be with. As a friend, for example, he looks down on Zhao Yao who is not as smart as himself, but he will still be close."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I don't like such people."

For no reason, Cui Chan spoke the truth and conscience, "For a person like you, there will be many people who will dislike you in the future."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "What do I want so many people to like me? One person can feed the whole family without worrying about it, and I don't want others to do anything."

Cui Chan turned around and gave Chen Pingan a thumbs up, "Sir, you are standing on a wall, and if you don't want to be a student, I admire you."

Chen Pingan said softly: "I know you are trying to talk to me because you want to explore something I don't know, but it doesn't matter, I feel much better after saying this."

Cui Chan chuckled and said, "Sir, you are as wise as a fool, and I am a student as wise as a fool. We will learn from each other, and if we work together in the future, we will be invincible in the world."

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "You know A Liang, right? A Liang has hummed the part about the old donkey before."

Cui Chan's complexion changed slightly, and he hummed, "We've known each other for a long time, even earlier than Qi Jingchun, and even earlier than Ma Zhan, Mao Xiaodong and others. When I was drinking with the old man, they might still be there. Where are you playing with mud?"

The moon and stars are sparse, and the breeze is blowing.

The young man in white with a mole between his eyebrows had a slight melancholy on his handsome and flawless face, and said with a wry smile: "After I left my hometown, I also traveled far away to study like you, but it was farther away than you. Because of my arrogance, I finally lost my face severely once, and in a last fit of anger, I worshiped under the old scholar. At that time, the old scholar's reputation was not obvious, and his knowledge seemed to be regarded as heresy, so I was his first disciple. "

"The surname Zuo, Qi Jingchun, these people have entered the old man's family one after another, and there are not many disciples. The old scholar is a person who wants to explain everything clearly. To impart knowledge, there is a simple truth, which can be explained clearly in a few words. Yes, he can talk all day long, but he really doesn't have the energy to recruit too many disciples who follow him closely. There are relatively more named disciples, and those who don't hesitate to call themselves the lackeys of Wen Sheng's sect are so mighty, like crucian carp crossing the river ,countless."

"As for Ah Liang, he knew the old scholar earlier than I did. At the beginning, A Liang came to beat the old scholar. Who is the old scholar? His mouth is very powerful. The Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism who come every sixty years Teaching debates, the most dangerous thing in the world, not one of them, how many Buddhists and Taoists have fallen into heresy, and become pitiful heretics in their respective orthodoxy. I put forward my own opinion full, so I don’t want to say this, and the hero doesn’t mention the courage of the year. The fact is that the old scholar has participated in two debates in succession in history. The key is to quarrel with him. You won twice, forget it, sir, you don’t need to know this for now, anyway, the old scholar at that time, tsk tsk, it’s not an exaggeration to say that he is the only one in the world, that kind of school is known as a family, Mingyue If you are not a scholar, you will never be able to appreciate the peerless demeanor of Dangkong. Otherwise, you think that the old man is just a poor scholar with a reputation, and he can be invited to the Confucian Temple for offerings, and he keeps moving forward.

In the small country where he lived, he almost wanted to be named the ancestor of the number one scholar, but the old scholar didn't want him, but he was holding back his energy.Do you think"

"In short, the old guy came and went, and he confused A Liang, and the two enemies became the best drinking friends. The old scholar's status is getting higher and higher, and A Liang's cultivation is getting higher and higher. The two complement each other. The relationship has always been very good. A Liang and I, Qi Jingchun, and Zuo have the best relationship. For the three of us, A Liang has made a lot of troubles, especially for Qi Jingchun and Zuo. soul-stirring"

Speaking of this, Cui Chen smiled knowingly: "Every time A Liang comes back to us, he will start bragging, why is it so fierce to wipe the ass of you three bastards, I, A Liang, is so fierce, what do you not know , I went to the sect that killed the Quartet today, those fairies only hated that their cultivation was not high enough, otherwise they would have eaten me alive, Ah Liang, alas, the most difficult thing to do is to accept the grace of a beauty, you are too young to understand. "

Cui Chan took a sip of his wine, "Ah Liang is very good. He never brags when he speaks, unlike us scholars."

Cui Chan said so much in one breath, and finally turned his back to Chen Ping'an and smiled: "Okay, just like you, I feel much happier in my heart."

Chen Pingan had already closed his eyes and practiced the sword furnace pile silently, but it was obvious that the young man listened carefully to everything he said, without missing a single word.

Cui Chan's face was flat, "I opened up and talked, and I will still be a bad person without delay, and you will still be a good person."

Chen Pingan opened his eyes, "I'll go down and continue practicing pile walking."

Cui Chan laughed loudly and said, "Okay."

After Chen Pingan jumped off the carriage, he continued to walk quickly in silence.

Cui Chan restrained his smile a little bit, freed his hand to drink the last sip of wine from the jug, lost his mind for the first time, and murmured: "Chen Pingan, do you think people like you are not scary?"

A voice sounded from behind the carriage, "I heard it."

Cui Chan laughed loudly, "Sir, you have good ears. You are indeed a rare martial arts genius who can only be seen once in a century. In the future, he will dominate the world and be invincible, just around the corner."

The straw-sandal boy replied angrily, "Thank you."

On the way back home, I still walked through mountains and water.

The carriage had been sold together with the carriage and the horse. Cui Chan sold it for a high price of 500 taels, and then bought himself a beautiful bookcase, and put all the valuables in the carriage into it.

Compared with the previous study trips, Chen Pingan can spend more leisure time practicing Shaking Mountain Boxing, and using water to hone the secrets of luck of eighteen stops.

As long as it is not heavy rain, Chen Ping'an's walking will be extremely slow twice a day in the morning and evening, as if he is still practicing boxing with Li Baoping and Li Huai.

There will be a young man in white standing beside him, boxing with him, his punches are more smooth and graceful than Chen Pingan's.Whenever there are high mountains and floods, Cui Chan will read aloud the classics of sages and sages. Although Chen Pingan does not make a sound, he will subconsciously follow and recite silently in his heart.

The two of them no longer spoke their true hearts like that night in the official road outside the capital of Sui Dynasty. More often, they were silent all day long. There are good and bad moods at times, and Chen Pingan never pursues it.

In this way, amidst the unhurried sound of the wheels, the two teachers and apprentices in name walked from autumn into winter in an ordinary way.

The route was quite different from the one we came here, it was chosen by Cui Chan, and Chen Pingan had no objection.

The two of them also happened to have seen some bizarre anecdotes, either watching from a distance or being there personally, which made Chen Pingan, who walked from Dali to Dasui, still feel incredible.

On a large lake to the east of the Great Sui Dynasty, the two of them were traveling at night. Under the moonlight, they saw a group of elegant immortals flying in the air from a distance, each holding a huge iron chain. Finally, the lake was shaken and huge waves were set off. However, the immortals actually lifted a huge boulder from the bottom of the lake, which was as big as a mountain peak, and just pulled it out of the lake abruptly, and moved it to their sect in the air.

Cui Chan explained that among the mountains and rivers, there are many gatherings of spiritual and beautiful spirits. Once the immortal family forces on the mountain find it, they always like to use their magical powers to snatch it and move it back to the sect gang. To help suppress the luck of mountains and rivers.Cui Chan also said with a smile that the power of the immortal family has a bit of conscience. They chose to act at night, and they were willing to spend a lot of money to buy fine iron chains at a high price. As for the fall of the mountain peak, the local government dare not care about whether or not mortals will suffer. Unless it hits a big city, there is really no way to hide it. In the end, most of the immortal family forces symbolically lose money and settle the matter.

Between the majestic mountains at the junction of Da Sui and Huang Tingguo, Chen Pingan saw a large group of crucian carp-like fish migrating along the mountain road, and they were not in the way of being muddy.

Cui Chan said that those are crucian carp, which can go out of water for half a month without dying. Crucian carp has extremely high requirements on the water quality of the lake. Once the water quality of the old habitat deteriorates, it cannot survive, and it will move immediately, and the more aura it has. The better the water source, the better the reproduction of the cross-mountain crucian carp, and every ten thousand tails will give birth to a golden spiritual creature, so the general forces on the mountain are willing to raise this creature, so that they can see the details and accurately determine the spiritual flow of the Zongmen mansion. Condition.

Then, in a bustling state city in Huang Tingguo, in the midst of the busy city, two young sword cultivators actually controlled flying swords. They flew between the crowds within half a foot of the ground, as if they were competing to see whose sword was better. Pedestrians on the street were jumping around, and some ordinary people who could not avoid it were directly stabbed by the sharp flying sword, and fell to the ground moaning endlessly.

When Yujian Jianxiu passed by Chen Ping'an, an old woman staggered and fell down in fright, dodging left and right twice, and just bumped into the Jianxiu who had deviated from the route. Not wanting to lose to the close companion behind him, seeing that he would be overtaken if he stopped suddenly, his face was full of anger, and he simply accelerated his forward sweep.

If Chen Pingan hadn't pulled an old woman over, he would have been stabbed to death on the spot with a sword.

Instead of being grateful, the sword cultivator turned his head and gave Chen Pingan a hard look.

The two high-ranking sword cultivators, one in front and one behind, just disappeared in a flash.

The common people in the state city were terrified by this, but no one wanted to pursue it. Even cursing, they only dared to lower their voices.

Cui Chan, who stood by and watched lightly, said lightly, if it is other Qi practitioners who have not yet entered the fifth middle level, they would not dare to be so domineering in a city of a country, because swordsmanship is the most precious and rare among Qi practitioners in the world. .

After the grateful old woman left in a panic, Chen Ping turned and looked in the direction where the two sword cultivators left, without looking away for a long time.

Cui Chan said indifferently: "If you can't manage it, how can you manage to catch up after that? I killed those two sword cultivators, but they didn't kill them from the beginning to the end. I'd better reason with them and tell them earnestly that they must not Take a ten thousand step back from such nonsense and say, your fist is hard enough to force people to agree to you, and when you leave, it will be the same after the event, how can you feel bad or not? I think it is very bad."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "That's all I can do, I won't catch up."

"I hope that my husband will join in the fun. As a student, I eat and drink all the way, and I feel guilty. At least let me solve my problems for my husband."

Cui Chan said some unflattering sarcastic remarks, and when he saw that his husband was not talking to him, he asked with a smile, "Will you be capable enough in the future?"

Chen Pingan continued on his way with a big bamboo basket on his back, "Then wait until that day."

Cui Chen followed quickly, and asked with a smile, "Sir, what day is that day?"

Chen Pingan replied, "It's not tomorrow anyway."

Cui Chan Pi Dian Pi Dian followed behind, "If it's the day after tomorrow, it will be fine, and I will have a good face as a student."

Chen Ping looked up at the sky, and suddenly remembered that when he returned to his hometown, it would be almost New Year's Eve, so he wondered if he should buy some Spring Festival couplets as soon as possible. They didn't seem to have many of them in Dali Hongzhu Town.

At this moment, Cui Chen raised his head as usual, but looked at a tall building, he let out a snort, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Hehe, it's interesting."

Following Cui Chan's line of sight, Chen Ping'an saw a towering pavilion that stood alone in the city. The nearby wind and clouds were dark, and in the dark clouds higher up, there were faint flashes of electric light, which was quite different from the clear scenery elsewhere. It looks like it's raining in this small area.

Cui Chan turned his head and said with a smile: "Sir, we must join in this excitement and make an agreement in advance. If you don't want to go, I will go by myself. You can wait for me at the gate of the city."

Chen Ping walked towards the city gate without saying a word, and said, "If you haven't come out before the night ban, I will go on my own way. ""

Cui Chan said with a sad face, "Sir, you are so unfeeling."

Chen Ping'an turned his back to Cui Chan, raised his arm, and stretched out a middle finger.

Cui Chan immediately changed his face, and waved goodbye to Chen Pingan, "Sir, you are getting more and more funny, and I can do a lot of good things for my students."

Chen Ping put away his middle finger and clenched his fist.

Cui Chan hastily made a bow and said, "Sir, go slowly."