Night Ship Lingxi City, the private courtyard of the city lord.
Chen Ping'an took a nap for an unknown amount of time. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was already in the house, sitting on a chair.
Pei Qian next to him said softly: "Master, you can keep your eyes closed for a while."
The old scholar sitting opposite stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Just rest, it doesn't matter. If you take a moment of leisure from your busy work, the sky will not fall."
The Confucian Temple and the Military Ancestral Court had become a mess, and they wanted him to go back and take charge of the overall situation. The old scholar just pretended that he didn't hear and didn't know.
Ning Yao said: "Wu Shuangjiang has returned to Qingming Tianxia, ​​leaving two close objects to Cui Dongshan. All the rewards he can give are put in them. Those who didn't bring them with him can be used by Xiaomo after he hands out a sword.
, Immediately go to Qingming World, first go to the Taoist Temple of Mingyue Haocai, and then ask Senior Bixiao to accompany Xiaomo to the New Year's Eve Palace. In this way, you can enjoy the scenery openly, and there is no such thing as Bai Yujing's side.
Dare you say anything more? Mr. Zheng is still outside in the yard and wants to chat with Bai Jing for a few words."
Chen Ping'an nodded. Directly opposite Jiang She, who was sitting with the big horse golden sword, he put his hands in his sleeves, turned sideways, and put his arms on the handle of the chair. For a moment, he didn't know how to talk to Pei Qian next to him.
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In the courtyard outside the door, Zheng Juzhong returned the two flying swords "upstream" and "downstream" to Bai Jing and thanked her.
Xie Gou was unsuspecting and went straight to retrieve the natal flying sword. He didn't worry about Zheng Juzhong's manipulation. He grinned and said: "Hey, my rank has improved a lot. I should say thank you to Mr. Zheng. Nothing like this will happen again in the future.
If you have a chance to ask for a sword, just say hello and borrow it without fail."
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "Reciprocity is a courtesy."
Xie Gou felt inspired and said: "In the past, the most boring thing on the Tao was competing with fellow sword cultivators. Apart from a worthless Tao title, there was no profit at all. I once forcibly peeled off many flying swords, but it was always difficult.
When I use them for my own use, they are all refining to waste. It is a waste of time, a waste of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and makes me angry to death. Those useless swords are at best used to scare people. Over time, my reputation becomes bad, and everyone misunderstands that I have seventy-eight.
Flying the natal sword, haha, it’s all a misunderstanding.”
Zheng Juzhong has his own opinion, "It's because the number of trials and errors is not enough."
Xie Gou hummed, nodded vigorously and said: "At that time, there were too few Taoist friends who could chat seriously. Swordsmanship, Taoism, and cultivation were all left to my own imagination. It would have been better if I had met Mr. Zheng earlier."
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said nothing.
Xie Gou understands that they have met each other a long time ago. Either the two of them are in love, or there is only one left. With her temper and patience, and Zheng Juzhong's brain, as long as each of them has murderous intentions, there will be no room for maneuver.
Xie Gou sighed: "It made such a big noise. Can you tell me the process in detail?"
Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said, "It's useless to talk more."
When he was leaving, Zheng Juzhong said something mindless, "If you get the Fa, you can write running script or cursive script, which can nourish your mind."
"Only writing in small regular script, the more you master it, the most energy-consuming it is."
"But the advantage is that it is suitable for long stories. Once written, it can be placed on the table or hung on the wall. The closer and longer it is looked at by knowledgeable observers, the more frightened it will be."
Xie Gou nodded and said: "I also thought about this in Luolu Mountain and Shiwanda Mountain, but I just couldn't make up my mind."
She understood Zheng Juzhong's intentions very well. Earlier in Luopo Mountain, when she saw Yu Xuan accepting the vision of purple energy as a gift from Taozu, Xie Gou felt very unhappy. It wasn't that she felt bad about others, but she was just angry about her own incompetence. She felt ashamed and carried her with her.
Dagger, just to see the mountains!
Bai Jing, a sword cultivator, had too much talent, too good a chance, and his practice was so smooth. In the world of thousands of years ago, whether it was about swordsmanship or grudges, Bai Jing didn't need any "long stories", they were all like daggers.
Xie Gou raised his chin and whispered: "Mr. Zheng, why don't you go to the house to calm things down? I'm afraid there will be another quarrel and another fight."
Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said: "I'm useless there, it's not a place where I can reason."
Xie Gou was shocked and said: "Mr. Zheng, why should you belittle yourself?"
Zheng Juzhong laughed at himself: "I have never known what words are. Family, love and friendship are all the same."
Xie Gou looked pitifully and sighed: "It's just too pitiful."
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "It's not bad."
In the distance, Xiao Mo had no choice but to remind him loudly: "Don't be too big or too small when talking to Mr. Zheng."
Xie Gou put his hands on his hips and laughed, "Mr. Zheng, listen, Xiao Mo started to take care of me before I even walked through the door."
Zheng Juzhong said: "Then I would like to thank you two in advance on behalf of Palace Master Wu. He implores you to take care of fellow Daoist Konghou."
Xie Gou waved his hand, "What Wu Shuangjiang said is superfluous!"
She and Kong Hou, who is the music editor, are good sisters. They both come from the same hilltop.
Zheng Juzhong looked at Liu Xianyang and nodded in greeting.
Liu Xianyang smiled brightly and held hands with Gu Can's master.
After Zheng Juzhong left, he waved to the girl in the mink hat and said, "Gouzi, Gouzi, this way. Chief Zhou, who has worked hard and accomplished a lot, wants to see you for something."
We met in Lingxi City to exchange news. Liu Xianyang told the woman's explanation, and Cui Dongshan talked about his knowledge of the ancient battlefield sites.
The girl in the mink hat frowned, trotted all the way to Xiao Mo and stood next to her, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Shangzhen looked shy, rubbed his hands and said, "Sect Master Cui plans to recommend me to be the deputy mountain master. I wonder what Xie Cixi wants?"
Xie Gou rubbed his mink hat, frowned and said, "How many times did Chief Zhou need to be punched by Jiang She before he could say something like this? Is the injury serious? Don't worry about whether he is the mountain master or not, and hurry up and see the doctor."
Jiang Shangzhen continued to form cliques and lowered his voice: "Miss Xie, think about it, if I become the deputy mountain master, the chief enshrined position will be vacant. Who will fill the vacancy? Who will fill the vacant second seat?"
The top two in the same mountain, a perfect match for the immortal Taoist couple."
Xie Gou put his palm against his chin and thought about the matter seriously.
Liu Xianyang encouraged from the side: "Gouzi, what's so embarrassing about this? It's not cool!"
Xie Gou waved his hand and said disgustedly: "Friends are friends, and rules are rules. You really can't say anything about this kind of housework in a low-income country."
Xiao Mo's eyebrows were filled with haze, and he asked in his heart: "Zong Master Cui, the young master has lost so many life objects, and even the imitation white jade Kyoto was broken. If this has not damaged the foundation of the avenue, what can I do? How can I make up for it?
?The Taoist book given by Palace Master Wu is good, after all, water from afar cannot quench the thirst of the near."
Cui Dongshan said with a gloomy face: "Liu Xianyang and Pei Qian were present just now. I don't want to say anything. In fact, sir, even the five elements of natal objects were shattered together. In the small world of the human body, there are no natal objects left."
Xiao Mo said angrily: "Then what are you doing with Jiang She? Just kill him!"
Cui Dongshan felt extremely aggrieved and said helplessly: "This is a decision that my husband, Zheng Juzhong and Wu Shuangjiang made together. The wife of the master held back and didn't say anything. What can I say? It's useless to risk my life to remonstrate.
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Although Xie Gou couldn't hear his voice, he noticed something strange about Xiao Mo and quickly tried to dissuade him: "Xiao Mo, don't be impulsive. Mr. Zheng just said that he really wanted to kill Jiang She on the spot, leaving only his skeleton.
, even if we, the mountain owners, are truly genuine, we have completely made a business that cost us nothing."
Xiao Mo said with a gloomy face: "Zheng Juzhong, who is not even a swordsman, don't fucking talk to me about all this. If you don't kill Jiang She, crushing him to ashes, it will be the biggest obstacle to the Taoist mind. In the future battles,
If the sword ascends, there will be hidden dangers, and this is the greatest loss for the young master."
Xie Gou was also angry. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his mink hat wildly. His eyes widened and he said, "Smelly Xiao Mo! I have the final say on this kind of thing!"
Chen Ping'an's heartfelt voice sounded, "I have my own thoughts about the quarrel. I'll elaborate later. Also, Xiaomo, be polite when talking to Gouzi."
In addition, the three of them each heard a voice from their hearts, "Master Cui, you have made new achievements, right? I will settle the score with you later."
"Who are you showing your stinky face to? Hurry up and apologize to Xie Gou."
"You bitch, please be a little considerate of Xiaomo. Forget it, don't be considerate. You're just being considerate. He's just looking for scolding. Just scold him."
inside the house.
The atmosphere was weird and unusually dull.
The seats were arranged by the old scholar himself.
Here, sit the old scholar Jiang She and Wuyan.
Over there, Chen Ping'an, Pei Qian, and Ning Yao.
It was the old scholar who was the first to speak: "Ping'an, the general story and the general reason. Five Yan Taoist friends have all given us a general outline."
Chen Pingan, who originally had his hands in his sleeves, stretched out his sleeves when the teacher was speaking, nodded, looked at Pei Qian, and said: "No matter what the decision is, Master understands and supports it, and will definitely respect your choice."
Pei Qian had no expression on his face and said from between his teeth, "Then just accept the cheap parents."
Chen Pingan said: "Speak from your heart."
Pei Qian lowered his head.
Ning Yao reached out and rubbed Pei Qian's head and said with a smile: "Your master has won the battle, so there is nothing to worry about."
Just as Pei Qian was about to speak, Chen Pingan suddenly said: "I will decide this matter, Pei Qian?"
To be continued...