As the head of the family, Sun Jiashu has endless things to do, so naturally he cannot sit by the river with Chen Pingan. The fish his Sun family wants to catch are all very big.

Sun Jiashu quickly walked back to his ancestral home to handle family affairs. He sat behind the table and spread out a stack of ledgers. There was an antique old abacus in front of him. The abacus didn't look surprising. What was really surprising was the surrounding area of ​​the abacus.

Squatting are several thumb-sized golden figures, which are in the same vein as the legendary silver bugs and were born in the treasury. They have wings behind them and are shining with golden light. They like to roll around and play when they are not doing anything, symbolizing wealth.

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When Sun Jiashu recited the numbers in his mind quickly, a golden man would fly over the abacus beads and push them quickly.

The ancestral abacus and the golden boy are not vulgar objects, but everything outside the study is very simple and ordinary, even the oil lamp on the table. Sun Jiashu needs to occasionally add sesame oil. The Sun family has had ancestral precepts passed down to the descendants since ancient times:

Save money, a penny is the foundation of the family. Spend money when you need it, spend a lot of money, there is no need to blink an eye.

Between getting up to refuel, Sun Jiashu would come to the window to look at the river and take a nap.

As a qi practitioner in the middle five realms, he looked at the sky for the last time, and suddenly told his ancestors in his heart that he was enshrined in his ancestral home, "It's a small gamble for me, do you three dare to take a gamble with me? I

If we lose, since it is a small gamble for pleasure, we will take out a Grain Rain coin. If the three of us lose, we will look after the Sun family's ancestral home for another hundred years? Of course, the annual salary and stipend that the Sun family should pay will remain the same."

The woodcutter smiled and said: "Sun Jiashu, who dares to bet? It's so unfair."

Sun Jiashu smiled and said: "I want to bet that this young man can wait for the vision of heaven and earth during this vigil. If so, do you want to bet?"

"bet!"

The three old gods spoke in unison and laughed heartily.

If you lose, it's just three Guyu coins. If you win, the Sun family will have three more golden elixir realms in the next hundred years. With luck, among the three, there will be a monk who is in the ninth realm of Nascent Soul realm.

Those three people must also know the key, but they don't think Sun Jiashu will win. And for a Guyu coin, the three of them have long been indifferent, but want to win the little God of Wealth of Old Dragon City in a bet.

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Sun Jiashu then smiled and took out three Guyu coins from his sleeves, lined them up on the window sill, and laughed at himself: "Suddenly I realized that the three of you can take the Guyu coins."

The three of them were not polite and used magical powers one after another, causing three Guyu coins to disappear out of thin air.

The old man with the highest cultivation level, but the last one to take away the Guyu coin, was the Qi practitioner who had the best chance of reaching the Nascent Soul realm.

Sun Jiashu smiled silently and did not return to his seat. He stood at the window and waited quietly for the moment when Chen Pingan opened his eyes and raised his head from the stake. Those priceless golden boys were eagerly looking forward to it. The little ones were a little confused as to why this master was today.

I don’t like making money anymore.

The sky in the east is first silver-gray, then fish-belly white, and finally the morning glow is thousands of miles away, dazzling red, shining through the old Dragon City.

Then there is peace in the world, the sun rises slowly over the East China Sea, and the clouds gather and disperse, nothing out of the ordinary.

Sun Jiashu, who lost three Guyu coins, smiled and didn't care.

The three old gods were obviously in a good mood and they all teased Sun Jiashu.

The ancestor of the Sun family came to the study. As a big man in the Nascent Soul Realm, he waved his hand and temporarily cut off the connection between the study and the outside world. He smiled and comforted: "How? Are you convinced? Your grandfather has said it a long time ago.

, the Sun family’s wealth has long been exhausted by the magical power given to you, so just earn your hard-earned money honestly.”

Sun Jiashu sighed, suddenly remembered something, walked towards the door, said goodbye to his ancestor, and said with a smile: "I'll go to the kitchen of the ancestral house to tell Lao Song that breakfast should be more normal today, and don't squander those delicacies anymore. Anyway, Chen Ping'an

That kid can’t tell whether it’s good or bad. Maybe he likes the ordinary steamed buns with pickled vegetables more, so I won’t ogle you and save money!”

The ancestor of the Sun family smiled and nodded, looking at the little golden figures on the old abacus. The old man looked a little arrogant. The Fu family was richer than the Sun family, but when it came to these top-notch fortune-telling boys, the Fu family was not.

They are just a pair of twin boys with golden bodies. The Fu family can barely count them as three, but the Sun family has four. The other four major surnames in Old Dragon City, at most, the Fan family bought one by chance from the subjugated emperor of a great dynasty.

Only.

For breakfast, I watched Chen Pingan devour those rice porridge, steamed buns and pickled vegetables. As expected, his appetite was much better than before. Sun Jiashu sat across the table, chewing slowly, and his appetite was better than before. Drinking wine, meeting someone who loves drinking.

, when eating, it is indeed easier to be satiated if you meet someone who has a good appetite.

After that, Chen Ping'an returned to the river and really caught fish, and he caught a lot of fish. Half of the basket was Laolongcheng's river fish, commonly known as Baitiao, and the other half was miscellaneous fish including yellow peppers and ground tigers.

After having a fish feast at noon, Sun Jiashu asked Chen Ping'an to cover himself with a disguised face, and then asked Chen Ping'an to follow the Yuan Ying ancestor to a pond outside the ancestral home. Sun's ancestor waved his sleeves.

After that, the water in the pond was like a mirror, and a scene of a room appeared inside. The old man told Chen Pingan to just walk onto the surface of the pond, put away the sword gourd, and Chen Pingan, who only carried the sword box to show others, stepped out without hesitation.

After falling to the bottom of the pond, he stepped on the mirror instead. Only ripples spread out under his feet. After taking a few steps, his figure suddenly disappeared, as if he had walked into the mirror.

The next moment, Chen Ping'an stepped out of the house and looked around. The scene around him was what he saw through the water.

Over at the Sun family's ancestral home, the old man looked at the ripples on the water that had not yet calmed down, and marveled at Sun Jiashu: "This young man from Da Li has such a stable soul and strong backbone. No wonder he is regarded as a friend by Liu Baqiao."

Sun Jiashu smiled and shook his head and retorted, "Liu Baqiao does not regard Chen Pingan as a friend because of this."

The old man pointed directly at people's hearts and asked Sun Jiashu, "What about you?"

Sun Jiashu thought for a while and said frankly: "After all, it is not as good as Liu Baqiao and Chen Ping'an if they meet in adversity."

On the other side of the mirror, located in the inner city of Old Dragon City, someone had been waiting outside the house for a long time. It was the Sun family's golden elixir realm god. He led Chen Pingan out of a vast courtyard, walked out from the side, and took a carriage that had been waiting for him for a long time.

The introverted, return-to-nature old immortal from the Golden Elixir Realm served as the coachman himself. The carriage finally stopped at the entrance of a street and alley. There was a young locust tree at the entrance of the alley, and under the tree there was a man eating melon seeds and reading a book.

After Chen Pingan got off the bus, the two looked at each other.

The man silently picked up the bench and walked into the alley first. The old man from the Sun family parked on the side of the road and did not follow him. He closed his eyes and meditated.

When he arrived at the drug store, Zheng Dafeng put the bench at the door and let Chen Pingan sit on it. He went to bring another one over. For a moment, the door was crowded with people, all of them women who came to join in the fun. It was a pity that Chen Pingan was wearing an unattractive one.

Nianpi, they soon lost interest and walked back to the shop to spend their days lazily.

Zheng Dafeng asked with a smile: "Since you have broken up the Eight Liang Zhenqi Talisman, why did you risk coming here? If I remember correctly, you and Young City Master Fu Nanhua have a deep hatred, so are you not afraid of exposing the secret? Then the Sun family can

Pick yourself clean, do you think I will save you?"

Chen Pingan asked three questions, "Who told my father about Benmingci? Who killed my father? Does this have anything to do with Old Man Yang?"

Zheng Dafeng looked calm and asked with a smile: "If it has something to do with the old man, do you think I will tell you?"

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Zheng Dafeng used the book to fan the breeze, "Whether you believe it or not, the old man was not involved in this matter, but I can tell you straightforwardly that the old man must have seen it at the earliest, but he probably thought it was meaningless and not worth it.

, I’m too lazy to intervene. If you resent the old man for not stopping him in the first place, it’s your Chen Ping’an’s business, and I won’t stop you either.”

Chen Pingan shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I hate what this person is doing. What kind of character is Old Man Yang? I know very well that I will never owe anyone, nor will anyone owe me anything. Everything is a fair trade."

Zheng Dafeng nodded, turned to look at Chen Ping'an, and grinned: "It's best if you think so, so as not to be beaten to death by the old man and scolded to death by the old man after I try my best, and to smash your head with a punch."

Chen Pingan seemed indifferent, or he seemed to have already guessed the temperament of the town gatekeeper.

Zheng Dafan fanned, "Among those children back then, not to mention their respective inheritances and camps, I was most optimistic about Ma Kuxuan on Xinghua Lane, Zhao Yao on Fulu Street, and Song Jixin on Muping Lane. My senior brother Li Er also

It’s Li Liu and Li Huai’s father, Lard Mengxin, who likes you the most. Later, I had a general understanding of the various encounters you had when you left Lizhu Cave, and then I realized that I had misjudged both you and my senior brother. In the past,

I think you two are both heartless fools, and now I realize that I, Zheng Dafeng, am blind."

Zheng Dafeng actually wants to say that he, Li Er, and you, Chen Ping'an, are the smartest people.

A lonely boy in Mud Ping Alley, walked step by step until he reached the old dragon city at the southernmost tip of Aquarius Continent, where he started to ask those three questions.

Chen Pingan asked: "Old man Yang, I don't dare to ask these questions, and I know that asking is in vain. On your side, I think you can ask."

Zheng Dafeng asked with a smile: "Why, do you think you don't have to worry about your own safety if you have a Jindan realm Qi practitioner protecting you?"

Chen Pingan pointed to the sky inexplicably, "Old man Yang can weigh the pros and cons. Maybe if I ask the key, he will still slap me to death, but you Zheng Dafeng shouldn't dare. If I guess wrong, I won't necessarily be

You will definitely die, and the price you pay will not be small."

Chen Ping'an actually wanted to say that Zheng Dafeng was also a businessman, but his intuition told him that this sloppy man's vision and identity were far inferior to that of Old Man Yang.

However, when Chen Pingan really asked, these questions that had been held in his heart for ten years still made him feel deeply uneasy. It was just that after reaching the fourth level, he was able to control his mood, pretend to be calm, and still feel calm.

It's not difficult. And after walking into this alley, when Zheng Dafeng entered the shop to pick up a bench, Chen Ping'an had already taken out the sword gourd from the package and started drinking.

If the fourth level of my own is not enough, there are also the first and fifteenth levels of junior high school, and after that there is the golden elixir level qi practitioner from the Sun family.

Not to mention some old things, it’s time to uncover the scars and take them out to bask in the sun.

Zheng Dafeng looked at the solemn-looking young man, sighed, put away the book that almost broke his tongue and finally borrowed it from the girl again, rolled it up into a ball, lightly beat his knees, and said lazily: "You kid

It's getting more and more annoying. Okay, don't worry about it and secretly tighten your heartstrings. I'm so tired for you. Don't worry, I won't kill you. Old Man Yang respects you now, not to mention that I, Zheng Dafeng, don't

As for you asking a few questions, I will beat you to death, no matter how small my situation is, I am not that small."

Zheng Dafeng immediately said: "But I won't answer those two questions. You have the ability to follow the clues yourself..."

Speaking of this, Zheng Dafeng asked with a smile: "Why don't you ask Qi Jingchun directly?"

Chen Ping'an was indeed much more relaxed. He leaned his sword case against the wall, raised his head, took a sip of wine, and said something that made Zheng Dafeng even more confused, "I'm afraid Mr. Qi will be disappointed."

Zheng Dafeng turned around and shouted, "Mei'er, bring two plates of melon seeds and peanuts to serve the guests!"

A plump woman smiled and took out the two plates of food. When the woman bent down and handed him the plates, Zheng Dafeng pretended to be frightened and said: "The mountain peak is pressing on my top, it's so fierce.

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The woman threw the two plates into Zheng Dafeng's hands, stood up quickly, stepped on the man's foot, and said with a charming smile: "Virtue!"

Zheng Dafeng handed a plate of peanuts to Chen Pingan and started eating melon seeds himself.

Chen Ping'an seemed to have expected Zheng Dafeng's answer and was not disappointed. He asked: "Do you have any better swordsmanship secrets that you can sell?"

Zheng Dafeng asked casually: "Is it the immortal sword technique of the Qi practitioner, or the martial arts secret book from the Jianghu?"

Chen Pingan said bluntly: "You should be able to see that my bridge of longevity has long been broken. If you want to practice swordsmanship, you can only practice martial arts sword manuals."
To be continued...