Chapter 272 Chen Pingan, listen to me(2/2)
Be kind to others. I have to beat you beyond recognition today. I don’t care whether you have been suppressed by heaven and earth here and have fallen to half of your realm. You can’t win with force. I’ll beat you until you dare not see anyone for a year. That’s how happy you are.
, I’ll beat you just like the senior brother on Lone Peak back then... I’ve been displeased with you for several years..."
The Taoist nun who originally expected her master to support her felt regretful when she saw the master getting angry for the first time. She shouldn't have experienced this.
Especially after the master accidentally revealed some secrets, the Taoist nun felt that her life in Xuanxuan Mountain would be very difficult.
The Uncle Tianjun who sits in the central solitary peak may be too lazy to pay attention to him, but his eldest disciple, Zhenjun Jiaolong, who is holding a dust fly in his hand and is now the third in command of Xuanxuan Mountain, is famous for his respect for his teachers.
I will definitely let her wear her little shoes until the end of the world, I will definitely...
The Taoist nun wanted to cry but had no tears.
Why do you have to deal with such a master who never protects you?
On the street outside Jingjiang Pavilion, Chen Ping'an inexplicably finished visiting Jingjiang Pavilion with his wife, and then followed the two of them to some wine shop to drink some Wangyou wine.
Occasionally, they were in a trance, or were questioned by the lady. It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that it took less than a stick of incense. The three of them arrived at a wine shop that had not yet closed. However, the business was deserted, and there was not a single customer in the shop.
, there was only a young shop assistant who was taking a nap on the wine table, and an old man teasing a caged bird behind the counter.
The old shopkeeper glanced at the couple and said, "There are few visitors, so this wine must be brought out."
Then he glanced at the young man carrying the sword behind them, frowned, but sighed and said nothing, as if out of affection, he turned a blind eye.
Then the old man yelled at the lazy guy, "Xu Jia! Sleep, sleep, sleep, why don't you die if you don't sleep! There are guests, go and bring a jar of wine!"
The young man named Xu Jia suddenly woke up, wiped his saliva, stood up feebly, stooped and moved a jar of wine, placed it on the table where the three people were sitting, yawned and said: "Three guests, please take your time.
Drink, as per the old rules, there is no food in this restaurant.”
The woman nodded in greeting, then smiled at Chen Ping'an who was sitting opposite: "There was a very powerful monk who traveled here once, drank Wangyou wine, and was full of praise, claiming, 'The only one who can break the Buddha in my heart is
There is this wine'."
The old man in charge of the shop said with a smile: "That's not true. The old monk is really powerful. I'm afraid even if A Liang slashes with his sword several times, he still won't be able to break through that bald donkey's abbot's world."
After all, I still want to say that our wines are the best in the world.
But Chen Ping'an was still very happy when he heard others mentioning A Liang in Daixuan Mountain.
So this time, I really want to drink some wine.
As a result, the old man slapped the counter and said angrily: "You fucking get angry whenever you mention A-Liang! He owes me more than 20 bottles of wine money, and he is the only one in the world! Chen Chun'an from Posuzhou back then, and not long ago
The female Martial Goddess, and those old people from various schools of thought earlier, who dare to owe me money for drinks?"
"Let's talk about the scholar in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. When he was at his lowest, before he got rich, he was just a small qi practitioner in the sea-viewing realm. He wrote hundreds of poems about wine fights. What a wine fight, it's the wine here! But he came
After going back and forth three times, I still owe me less than four or five jars of wine in total. Ah Liang has done something wrong and I am in trouble!"
The woman blinked at Chen Pingan, as if to say that the old man had this temper, just let him have his say and don't pay attention to him.
The young store clerk said gloomily: "Old man, can you please just forget about A Liang? Miss has not returned to Daoxuan Mountain because of him. I miss Miss so much."
The old man suddenly became quieter and muttered: "That kind of heartless girl can just stay outside and cause harm to others."
Opening the wine jar, there were three large white bowls. After the man poured a bowl of wine into each bowl, as the lady said, he hated people who persuaded people to drink the most in his life. He said straightforwardly: "After that, you can drink if you want. If you don't want to, you will drink."
Chen Pingan carefully took a sip. There was no big taste. It was just a little stronger than sweet-scented osmanthus brew, but it was not as bad as burning a knife to cut liver and intestines. Chen Pingan took two more sips, but his throat and stomach were still numb.
If there is any movement, I feel completely relieved. I guess this Wangyou wine has another mystery, and it is not about the taste.
A jar of wine reaches the bottom after each person has consumed two large bowls.
The woman turned to look at the old shopkeeper with a smile, and asked for an extra jar. The old man looked at the woman with a sweet smile, sighed, went to get an extra jar, and gently placed the two jars of wine on the table, "Three jars of wine."
The jar of wine is considered as my invitation to you, and it is not included in the account."
Chen Ping'an's face was red after drinking, but his mind was clear and clear. He didn't seem drunk, let alone drunk, but he could clearly feel his tipsy state.
After drinking, I just wanted to say something more.
Just like those wine burps, it actually doesn't matter if you hold them in, but in the end it's easy to spit them out.
At first, the man was immersed in drinking, or he was looking out of the shop, wandering thousands of miles away.
The woman seemed to like chatting with Chen Pingan, and they chatted from Chen Pingan's hometown to two long trips.
Since Chen Pingan was not drunk, he only picked people and things that he could talk about.
Later, I somehow ended up chatting about that girl.
Chen Ping'an, who had made up his mind to overturn the truce after drinking four large bowls of wine, silently poured himself a bowl of wine. He still didn't say anything about sending the sword, but said that he had something to do and had to leave his hometown and come to Daixuan Mountain. It just happened to be
There was a girl I knew. Her home was on the other side of the Jianqi Great Wall, and they met. It was as simple as that.
The woman smiled and said, "Then you have walked a long way?"
Chen Ping'an held the bowl, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's not far. I think every step I take will make me closer, so I won't feel so far away."
The man sneered: "How long have you known and been with that girl? How long have you kept saying you like her? Isn't it too frivolous?"
Chen Ping'an didn't know how to refute, so he just said gloomily: "I can't control who I like. If you think it's frivolous, that's what you think, and I don't care about you either."
The man snorted coldly, probably also hurt by Chen Ping'an's words. The key is that the young man said it very sincerely.
There are rumors on the mountain, I don’t know whether they are true or false.
After drinking the wine of forgetfulness, you become a sincere person.
The woman comforted: "Then you were rejected by the girl? Don't be discouraged. Have you ever heard that some people are destined to be right as long as they meet again. If we can meet again, it is the best."
Chen Ping'an drank a big sip of wine and his eyes were blurry, but his eyes were as clear as a stream. Happiness, sadness, regret, and joy were all flowing, and they were clean. The young man shook his head and said with a smile:
"If you like someone, you have to make them happy. If you like someone, they must be with you. Is this still like you?"
At this point, the young man shed tears, "But that's what I said, but in fact I was almost heartbroken to death. I actually wished that the whole Xuanxuan Mountain and the whole world knew that I liked that girl. Then I
I just hope that there is only such a girl in the world who likes me..."
At the end of the story, Chen Ping'an was so drunk that he forgot to drink several large bowls of wine and rested his head on the wine table, thinking about it.
He even forgot how he had quarreled with the man and even started a fight.
It seemed like he was dreaming but not dreaming, he seemed to be awake but not asleep. He seemed to be angry and rose from the fourth level to the seventh level in one go. From then on, he had no fate with the fourth level, the strongest martial arts. The woman seemed to ask
Is it worth it for him to give up his martial arts career to fight against the injustice of a girl's father and mother? How can you become the most powerful swordsman and great swordsman in the world in the future?"
Chen Pingan's answer at the time was, "If I like a girl, I don't just say it. If I don't do this today, if you are Ning Yao's parents, you think I, Chen Pingan, am really rich and have a high level of cultivation."
Now, if you really become the Great Sword Immortal, will you give important things to your daughter? No... If you like me like that, in fact, I don’t like you that much, it must be a lie from the beginning..."
Chen Ping'an no longer remembers all this.
The old shopkeeper looked calm.
I am used to seeing all kinds of things in the human world for thousands of years.
The young store clerk watched with great interest.
In the end, Chen Ping'an was completely drunk. The man looked at the young man and took a sip of wine. "I still don't like this guy. He's stupid, boring, not romantic enough, not grand enough. His qualifications are just okay. He has a careless mind and a bad temper."
You look stubborn at first glance. If you quarrel with your daughter in the future and no one is willing to give in, what should you do? With my daughter’s temperament, she will admit her mistakes."
The woman smiled and said, "Admit your mistake? You also know that it was probably our daughter who was at fault first? You know that the young man will let her do everything?"
The man felt a little guilty and angrily stopped talking.
The woman suddenly smiled and said: "I remember, you said earlier that the child was not romantic enough. Is it the romantic style of a literati and a poet, or the romantic style of galloping through flowers?"
Hidden murderous intent.
The man had an idea and admired himself greatly. He picked up the wine bowl and said boldly: "It's Feng Liu who carved the words on the Great Wall of Sword Qi!"
The woman smiled.
The man laughed dryly and found his way down the stairs, "Actually, this silly boy is quite good. Our daughter really has to find someone like this."
The woman smiled warmly, looked outside the shop, and muttered to herself for no reason, "I'm sorry."
The man beside him, his daughter Ning Yao, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and Haoran Tianxia.
She felt sorry for all the women.
The deceitful tricks used by the men and women had all disappeared after Chen Pingan became drunk.
The girl Chen Pingan likes is both like him and her.
The man sitting side by side with her gently held the woman's hand and said, "We can only forgive our daughter, not anyone else."
The man suddenly smiled brightly and looked at Chen Pingan, "Our daughter's vision is amazing."
The woman smiled and nodded, "Follow me."
The man suddenly said helplessly: "Is it that difficult for this stupid, heartless girl to say those words?"
The woman nodded and said, "Of course it's difficult. Which girl who likes the other person wants the boy who likes her to fall in love with a girl who will die on the battlefield?"
The man touched his forehead and said, "It's over! You've screwed me to death!"
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Sword Qi Great Wall, on the stone cliff of Zhanlongtai.
Chapter completed!