On the bank of the Huangtingguo River whose source is in Dali, Chen Pingan caught an unexpected large herring, and the girl in pink skirt cooked a pot of delicious fish soup.
One person, two monsters and three guys started chatting after eating and drinking.
Chen Ping'an asked them if it was really useful to drink the dew from the fairy's table in the book to absorb the evil spirit and the essence of the sun and the moon.
The girl in pink skirt who turned out to be a fire python nodded vigorously.
"Better than nothing, of little use."
The boy in green bent down and fiddled with the water, while shaking his head and said: "We, the dragons, still have to rely on mountains and rivers to feed on mountains and rivers. Melting the roots of mountains and swallowing water is the foundation of the great road. Others who are vain are nothing.
mean."
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Since it is still of some use, why not make good use of it? You both want to turn into a dragon. In the future, you must try your best to choose a large river that is more than ten thousand miles long, walk through the water and the sea, and finally become a true dragon.
, to be considered enlightened. Shouldn’t it be more diligent in practicing?”
The boy in green gently threw the last stone, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Practice depends on talent, not hard work."
Chen Pingan asked again: "If you have talent, shouldn't you work harder?"
The kid in green clothes was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be dead and said: "Master, I suddenly have a headache. It may be due to the cold and humidity. I'm going to bed."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You are a water snake..."
The boy in green clothes jumped into the river, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
A huge water snake wanders freely in the muddy river bottom, like a monarch inspecting the country.
The girl in the pink skirt whispered: "Master, he is just lazy. But his qualifications and background are better than mine, and his body is inherently stronger. Even if I train hard for two or three hundred years more, I still can't compare to him."
Chen Pingan comforted: "Then don't compare with him, compare with yourself first, and strive to be better than yesterday and tomorrow to be better than today."
She immediately became energetic and said, "Master is right!"
The girl in the pink skirt said sincerely: "No wonder the master is only in the second level of martial arts, but he still practices boxing so diligently and refuses to slack off at all. It turns out that the stupid bird flew first..."
At this point, the girl in the pink skirt quickly covered her mouth.
Too many words lead to mistakes.
Chen Pingan was amused, "You are right, I am indeed stupid, so I have to work harder."
Then Chen Pingan started walking along the river bank.
Even a girl with a calm temperament and a pink skirt seems a bit boring after watching it so many times.
A few days later, Chen Pingan slowly climbed the mountain with a bamboo stick. During this period, he solemnly grabbed a handful of soil and carefully put it into a small cotton bag that had been prepared. The bags of soil of various colors were added together.
, gradually became the heaviest weight in the backpack. The boy in green and the girl in pink skirt both tacitly agreed not to ask about it, just treating it as some ulterior secret of spiritual practice.
At first, the boy in Tsing Yi felt that he didn’t have to lead the way with his own body, and it was very leisurely and comfortable. However, after walking so slowly for a long time, he inevitably became a little bored. However, he did not dare to point out his master’s schedule, so he had nothing to say and said: "Master, before
Passing by that county town, why don't we spend money more generously? I don't have much money left, but I have money, so don't be afraid of spending money. Even if I spend all my money now, I just need to find a river.
You can fish out some treasures soon, and they are all money."
Chen Ping'an said: "I've heard people say that practicing cultivation consumes the most gold and silver..."
The boy in green immediately changed his words and said: "Master, I am a pauper, and I was bragging to you just now!"
In order not to listen to Chen Ping'an's stupid theory that a little adds up to a big thing, I would do whatever it takes.
After all, the boy in green couldn't bear the loneliness. After Chen Ping'an fell silent, he took the initiative to persuade: "Master, I'm not telling you, we are practicing, just to come back after all the money has been spent, and we can't agree with each other.
Killing all around, so many heroes, so many heroes, so many extraordinary spirits? This is not just for the sake of being a coward, a coward, a petty person..."
Chen Ping'an didn't refute anything, just walked slowly on the mountain road.
Different.
Even if we are walking on the same road, we will definitely part ways somewhere one day.
This is one of Chen Pingan's greatest experiences when he went out to escort Li Baoping and others to study abroad.
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On the border between Huang Tingguo and Dali, Chen Pingan encountered a huge phenomenon of trembling mountains and earthquakes. On the top of a mountain, he saw dust rising somewhere in the distance. For this reason, Chen Pingan specially dragged them there.
I went there and saw a human tragedy in this small town of Huangting. The city walls, houses and temples collapsed countless times. Almost half of the people in the city were dressed in plain clothes. Every household was in mourning. Taoist priests, old and young, kept coming in and out, and their footsteps were hurried.
, there are both the compassionate look of a young Taoist boy, and the joyful expression of an old Taoist man who has money in hand and a bulging pocket, and all kinds of expressions on life.
Fortunately, the order in the city was not in chaos. Chen Pingan only ran into a group of local gangsters who wanted to humiliate a young brother and sister whose parents had just died in a vision. Chen Pingan stopped them and prevented them from abducting the girl and selling her body.
The group was just taking advantage of the situation to rob him, and showed no reason for it. After punching and kicking Chen Ping'an to fight off the two men, they ran away angrily.
Chen Ping'an left twenty taels of silver for his poor brother and sister and left. Finally, he stopped at a Wusheng Temple that no one cared about. He found that this small temple, which gave people a weak feeling, actually stood firm during the earthquake without any damage.
A painted clay statue of a martial sage, standing high above, with a beard and an angry look at the world.
The boy in green just glanced at the statue of Wu Sheng and saw through the mystery, "The incense here is not clean, the place is small, and the amount of incense is obviously not enough. If you don't have enough food, you will starve to death. This is true for both humans and gods, so the gods who are here have to wait for a long time."
It’s gone, so naturally we can’t protect the county, and we can only barely maintain the peace of this three-acre area.”
The girl in the pink skirt did not have the eyesight and experience of the boy in blue, and her mind was more pure and flawless. Instead, she bowed respectfully to the statue of the Martial Saint. Then she saw that Chen Pingan had begun to clean the floor, so she helped wipe the dust from the altar.
,
The boy in green didn't dare to ridicule his master, so he could only sneer at her: "You are a fire python who has read a few books, how can you be close to such a god? Besides, the war that affected the entire world was such a big change.
, we, as members of the dragon dragon, are real traitors. Fortunately, this little god is no longer here, otherwise your worship will definitely be regarded as a provocation, and maybe the god master will come out of his body in the form of a golden body.
His posture wanders around the world, and then he punches you in the head, bang, wow, I will definitely clap my hands and applaud you."
Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Why are you dragons traitors?"
The boy in green knew he had made a mistake, so he quickly shut up and shook his head vigorously.
The girl in the pink skirt even covered her mouth with her hands and looked at Chen Ping'an pitifully, with a cute look like "Master, please don't ask me, I don't dare to tell you even if I know."
The sky was covered with fire clouds. Chen Pingan and the girl in pink skirt then started to light a fire in the temple to cook. The boy in Tsing Yi was bored waiting for the meal and walked up and down the high threshold. He suddenly jumped down and walked down quickly.
He walked up the steps and walked up to a pair of brothers and sisters. He moistened his throat and said with dignity: "But if you have something to do with my master? Tell me what it is. If you think that I can help you more, I advise you to go home quickly. If...
…”
The little boy in green looked at the young girl with a smile. She was dressed in a shabby way, and she was from the same family as her master. She was just a middle-aged girl, but she had a good figure, and she had the charm of a plump woman at a young age.
, how rare it is. The boy in green suppressed his smile and continued to talk nonsense seriously: "If you feel that it is difficult to repay your life-saving kindness, and someone wants to recommend themselves to my master, I will help you report it..."
The older boy looked gloomy and was about to turn around angrily, but the girl gently pulled his sleeve. Only then did he realize that the benefactor had already walked out of the Wusheng Temple. After giving the boy in green a chestnut, he apologized: "Don't take it seriously. He
I just like to joke and scare people.”
The girl said shyly: "It doesn't matter, my brother and I won't take it seriously."
It turned out that the brother and sister brought some food. After Chen Ping'an took it, both parties were not good at words. The boy went back quickly, and the girl gave her a shabby blessing, and then said goodbye to her unexpected benefactor.
Chen Ping'an sighed and walked back to Wusheng Temple. When he saw the boy in Tsing Yi jumping on the threshold, he said softly: "I know you have no bad intentions, but don't talk to everyone in the future. It's not right. Some unintentional words,
It will hurt people, and some people will remember it for many years."
The boy in green's dark blue eyes, which were full of strangeness upon closer inspection, showed a little impatience, but he concealed it very well. He lowered his head and said "Oh," but there was nothing more to say.
Chen Ping'an said nothing more and sat in the Wusheng Temple practicing sword furnace and stake setting.
Gu Can, who lives at one end of Mubo Alley, has memorized countless "enemies" at a young age. When he and Chen Pingan get along in private, Gu Can always gnashes his teeth and becomes murderous when talking about those guys.
When the children are a little older, they already have the idea of ​​​​excavating other people's ancestral graves secretly.
It's hard to tell clearly what is right and wrong here.
But according to Master Literary Sage, if we put it in order, many of Gu Can's knots actually originated from those cynicisms that seemed to add up to less than one or two levels.
The boy in Tsing Yi looked at the girl in pink skirt who was busy in the house and Chen Ping'an who was condensing his energy. He hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed the words back in his stomach. However, he seemed to be a little depressed and was wandering around on the threshold.
A little more hastily, and finally he felt that he couldn't vomit and was unhappy. He nailed his feet to the threshold, and his short body swayed like a swing. He fell into the temple, then leaned back outside the temple, and said to Chen Ping'an: "That shabby alley
The young man is so ungrateful that he can't stand even one or two jokes, so he'll die! He has no great ability, and his ambition is as high as the sky. He deserves to suffer all his life!"
Chen Ping'an was still sitting on the ground, practicing the sword furnace with his eyes closed, not listening, not asking, not saying a word.
The boy in Tsing Yi was silent for a moment, with a low voice, and a pair of deep eyes filled with cold water mist, staring at Chen Pingan, trying his best to use a joking tone and said: "Master, when we come out to hang out, we have to help our relatives and not take care of them, so that we can eat
Dexiang can get along well. What's more, I don't care much about their brother and sister. The master owes me such a great favor. They are both brother and sister. My sister is a sensible person. As for the reason why the young man showed his anger on his face, on the one hand, he felt that I
I molested his sister, and I made him lose face. In fact, it was more because of his inferiority complex, because he knew in his heart that he was a waste. Even if he wasn't in troubled times, he still couldn't protect his sister. If such a person appears again in the future,
To be continued...