There is a huge mountain hanging upside down between heaven and earth.
The mountain peak points to the water of the South China Sea.
Chen Pingan was sitting on the osmanthus branch of his ancestors, looking at the shocking picture. It was from here that Miss Ning started to travel around the vast world.
I heard that Posuzhou is the nearest continent. I wonder if Liu Xianyang will come here to take a look in the future?
Osmanthus Island is still about half a day's voyage from entering the real upside-down mountain boundary. There are all kinds of strange ferries going around, including giant tortoises carrying monuments, crystal clear clam shells floating on the sea, and Kun boats that are bigger than Dajiu Mountain slowly lowering their height.
, there is a sea of ​​colorful clouds, with countless magpies swarming under the sea of ​​clouds, and rows of cranes and bluebirds dragging a tall building. Osmanthus Island is among them, and it is not surprising at all.
Chen Pingan suddenly turned around and looked down.
I saw the young woman again, with a graceful figure and beautiful face, wearing a hairpin, a dress, and a ribbon around her waist...
But Chen Ping'an felt a little numb and felt uncomfortable all over. This feeling was more straightforward than when he saw Liu Chicheng wearing a pink robe in a dilapidated temple.
Because Chen Ping'an saw the "beauty's" Adam's apple.
It's not that I hate it, I just don't get used to it.
Chen Ping'an suddenly scratched his head and looked straight at the man who loved red makeup. The knot in his heart was wiped away, and he turned into a little nostalgic.
When he was an apprentice in a dragon kiln, Chen Ping'an knew a man who was ridiculed as a sissy. He had a timid temperament, walked awkwardly, and loved to wink and twist his orchid fingers when he spoke. In the dragon kiln where Old Man Yao was the head of the kiln,
, this man was the most discriminated against. He finally saved up money to buy new shoes, but on the same day he kept them, he would be trampled on by other kiln workers. He didn’t dare to say anything and suffered in silence. In the Long Kiln, it is reasonable to say that he and
Chen Pingan, who is disliked by others, should be sympathetic to the same problem, but strangely, when the man who likes to cry and moans comes to Chen Pingan, he immediately becomes bolder. He criticizes Chen Pingan all day long and speaks in weird and shady ways, but Chen Pingan never pays attention to him.
He was a man who couldn't keep his mouth shut several times. He accidentally bumped into Liu Xianyang, an official disciple of Old Yao, and slapped him in circles. He immediately became honest and secretly stuffed Liu Xianyang with some snacks and cakes in his room.
, the bags of oil paper were tied more delicately than the store clerk. The man probably apologized to Liu Xianyang, the future head of the kiln, and was also flattering.
The festive paper-cuts posted on the windows of the Long Kiln were all cut by him, alone and with scissors. Even the women in the streets would feel ashamed when they saw them. Who knows how good a woman would be if a man were really a woman?
At that time, of course Chen Pingan hated sissies who spoke in ways that undermined moral integrity. He was just afraid that if he couldn't hold back, he would beat him half to death with one punch. At that time, Chen Pingan had already followed the old man to travel all over the mountains and rivers around the town.
, chopping firewood and burning charcoal is a common thing at home. In addition, he has practiced Old Man Yang's breathing every day for a long time, and his strength is as good as that of young and strong men.
Finally, the sissy man who was in charge of the night watch made a big fool of himself. He actually cut off the fire of a dragon kiln. Then he was so frightened that he ran away in the middle of the night. He was a little smart and didn't dare to go to the small town.
While running, he kept escaping into the deep mountains and old forests.
If this was left to the public, it would be a capital crime that would kill off one's descendants. Without saying a word, the livid old man Yao ordered dozens of young men to chase the bastard who had been stabbed a thousand times. Chen Ping'an, who was familiar with mountain roads, was of course among them.
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Two days later, the sissy man was tied up and brought back to the Long Kiln. Old Man Yao broke his hands and feet on the spot and beat him until his skin was torn and his bones were exposed.
The people who found him were the men he usually flattered the most.
No one sympathized with the man who had caused such a big disaster, and even if they did, they would not dare to show it on their face. After all, Old Man Yao was almost never that angry.
Before my hands and feet were broken, the sissy was so frightened that she peed her pants. After being pinned to the ground, she was shaking all over. Then she was hit with a stick. Her heart was broken and her face was filled with snot and tears. After that, she was beaten with a stick.
A qiang is like a live fish that has been chopped up with a knife on a chopping board. A sissy is a sissy until she faints in the end. From beginning to end, she never has any backbone of a man.
The sissy was not beaten to death in the end. She lay on the hospital bed for half a year and was so stubborn that she survived.
During this period, many kiln worker apprentices took care of him, and Chen Pingan was no exception. Many people were not happy with this hard work, so they asked Chen Pingan to do it for him. Chen Pingan was the most talkative in the Long Kiln, but in the end, he was the most effeminate.
Chen Ping'an, whom he didn't like, took good care of him the most, but the two of them didn't talk to each other all day long. After all, neither of them liked the other.
Chen Ping'an just collects herbs and decoctions every day. Occasionally, the sissy will be lost in thought, staring blankly at the old window paper on the window that has turned white after being blown by the wind and rain. She may be thinking about the day when she can go to work in the fields, so she must take advantage of the break between work.
, put on new and beautiful window paper, bright red.
But the sissy, who had obviously survived the disaster, the man who was on the hospital bed, gritting his teeth and trying to walk back to the earth from the gate of hell, still died.
It’s all about one sentence.
It was an unintentional remark made by a kiln worker. At that time, Chen Ping'an was boiling medicine at the door, with his back to the kiln worker and Sissy. The former smiled and said, Sissy, your clothes were beaten to pieces that day, and your white buttocks were exposed. It's really like that.
A girl.
Chen Ping'an didn't think anything was wrong at that time.
The men in Longyao used to scold this sissy in words that were much more vicious and cruel than this one. The sissy almost never quarreled with others, she just didn't dare to, and if she kept going around, he would probably just mutter behind his back in private.
Swear back: If you dare to scold me, believe it or not, the tombs of your eighteen generations of ancestors have been blown up.
The result was that after such a painless words, the sissy could already sit up on her own. She chatted a lot with Chen Pingan for the first time that day, most of which he said. Chen Pingan listened patiently. After talking about the window paper, Chen Pingan
I sincerely complimented him on how well he cut the window paper, which made him laugh.
Then that night, a sissy who was more courageous than the eye of a needle actually stabbed his own throat with scissors, and even covered himself with a quilt to prevent others from seeing his dead state at first sight when they entered the room.
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No one even dared to carry the body out, it was so embarrassing.
Fortunately, Chen Pingan was used to seeing life and death around him, and he didn't pay attention to these. He dragged Liu Xianyang together and was busy. During this period, there was neither too much sadness nor any insights. Only during the vigil, Chen Pingan was alone.
Sitting in the empty and gloomy mourning hall, without any fear, he sat by the fire and murmured: "Since you don't like being a man in this life, then reincarnate as a woman in the next life."
In fact, during the chat that day, Sissy asked Chen Ping'an why he let him go and pointed him to a path deeper into the mountain when he was the first to find him.
Chen Ping'an said that I was afraid that you would be captured and beaten to death by Old Man Yao. Then, with your little bit of courage, you would turn into a devil and no one would dare to take revenge, so you would only dare to take revenge on me.
The sissy laughed very happily at that time.
In fact, even if Chen Pingan thinks about it now, the sissy still looked quite ugly when she smiled.
But it’s just too disgusting to be disgusted with.
The beautiful "young woman" under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree was already furious. Being stared at by a guy so intently, she, or to be precise, he, if not afraid of hurting the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, would cause unnecessary trouble.
, he was about to use his two natal flying swords to stab this guy with a pair of dog eyes to death.
After Chen Pingan came to his senses, he also realized that he was rude and rude. He cupped his hands and apologized, "I'm sorry, I was a little distracted."
The man narrowed his peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be hung with spring light, stretched out his fingers together, poked at Chen Ping'an, and then slightly bent his fingers, which was extremely provocative.
Chen Pingan no longer just turned his head, he simply turned around, patted the empty space on the high branch next to him, and said with a smile: "As an apology, I can promise you on behalf of Mrs. Gui that you can enjoy the scenery of Hanging Mountain here."
He put his hands behind his back, raised his face as delicate as spring breeze, and said with a smile: "Do you like men? Or do you mean that as long as they are good-looking, both men and women like them?"
Chen Pingan felt dizzy and shook his head vigorously to show his innocence.
Of course he only likes girls.
And I only like one girl.
The man under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree placed two wisps of sword energy, one golden and one snow-white, near his hands behind his back. They were so subtle that they were almost invisible.
It was obvious that if they disagreed, he would fly his sword and kill someone.
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "You might be even more angry if you tell me, but you look good dressed like this."
Chen Ping'an put his hands on the branches, his eyes clear, "This is what I mean."
The man who was a man but dressed in a woman's makeup frowned.
He left silently and did not leave the top of the mountain. Instead, he stood near the railing of the observation deck and looked into the distance.
Chen Pingan jumped down from the branch and shouted after him: "I'm leaving. If you want to go to the osmanthus tree to enjoy the scenery, it's best to take advantage of the fact that there are few people now, otherwise Mrs. Gui may be unhappy.
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The man was indifferent.
When Chen Ping'an was gone, he looked back at the osmanthus tree. He hesitated for a long time, but still did not go to a higher place to look at the upside down mountain.
As for the two wisps of sword energy, they have already been collected into the colorful ribbon around his waist.
They are not actually sword spirits, they just look inconspicuous, but they are two extremely high-quality natal flying swords, named Needle Point and Maimang respectively.
Already present at birth.
It is called the innate sword embryo.
Moreover, those who are born with two natal flying swords are unique among sword cultivators. The key point is not the one, but the word "no".
The key is that the quality of Feijian is so good that his master said he must be a fifth-level swordsman, otherwise he would not be accepted as his disciple.
But how many years will it take to reach the Jade Pu Realm? The master did not say, nor did he ask, because he was not interested at all. He was more obsessed with the art of deduction, but it was a pity that the master said that he was not good at walking on this path.
He was too far away to inherit the mantle of his master. All his brothers, including his master, encouraged him to practice swordsmanship. He actually knew that it was not that they really expected him to reach the top of his swordsmanship and dominate the world, but that they had bad intentions and wanted to see it.
To be continued...