Mrs. Xiao Luan stood outside the door in a daze and did not leave for a long time. When she hesitated whether to knock on the door again, she turned around and saw the inconspicuous ricket old man.
Going to the corridor for the banquet in Xuemang Hall, Mrs. Xiao Luan is good at observing words and expressions. When she first met this person, from the length of each breath to the sound of the footsteps hitting the bottom, it was very hidden. It was actually that he deliberately maintained the five realms of martial arts cultivation.
Because, this time the old guy appeared on the fourth floor quietly, with a martial arts atmosphere similar to that of Sun Dengxian.
It can be seen that he must be a deep-seated person.
Mrs. Xiao Luan could only tell that this old servant was a master whose martial arts was higher than that of Sun Dengxian, but she could not tell whether he had already reached the golden realm and started to climb the steps to the end of martial arts.
Not being able to see the depth of a pure martial artist meant that Xiao Luan had to be careful.
The rickety old man smiled so much that Baihu River Goddess almost got goosebumps, and the words he said made her feel uncomfortable all over, "Mrs. Xiao Luan, have you been rejected by my young master? Don't take it to heart, my young master has always been like this, not
For Madam alone."
Mrs. Xiao Luan thought about her words, looked calm, and said with a smile: "Old sir, it rained suddenly tonight. You also know that I am the river god, so you will naturally feel close to me. I finally got rid of the drunkenness, so I took this opportunity to go out at night.
Ziqi Palace, I happened to see your young master practicing boxing in the corridor upstairs. I thought Mr. Chen was a Taoist and a young swordsman with a bright future. I never thought that Mr. Chen’s boxing skills were so good.
, not inferior to any of our Jianghu masters in Huang Tingguo, I was really curious and took the liberty to visit this place. I was rude."
Zhu Lian Dayi said solemnly: "It's not rude, it's not rude. There are only reckless men in the world who don't understand the style and are rude to the beauty. Whatever the beauty says and does, it's not rude!"
Xiao Luan didn't want to be entangled with this person. What happened tonight was destined to end in vain, so there was no need to stay here and waste time.
Furthermore, do you really think she has no sense of shame? The majestic god of the third largest river in Huang Ting Kingdom is already not inferior to the gods of the five mountains in the country. If Wu Yi and Ziyang Mansion were not too strong, and now they are sitting on the momentum, they will be next to them.
Otherwise, Xiao Luan would have been treated like Chen Ping'an would have enjoyed tonight at any other banquet party in Huang Tingguo.
So Xiao Luan said a few polite words and planned to leave.
Everything is really going wrong in Ziyang Mansion. If you leave this treasure house tonight, you will still have headaches waiting behind you.
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Madam, please stay."
Xiao Luan was very angry, but he still looked graceful and elegant. He asked doubtfully: "Is there something wrong, old gentleman? If you are not in a hurry, you can chat with me tomorrow."
Zhu Lian stretched out a palm and shook it, "What kind of old man am I? Compared with Mrs. Xiao Luan's long years, I am just a young man with a slightly older face. Mrs. Xiao Luan can call me Xiao Zhu, Lu.
The Zhu with rosy temples and bright red ink is not in a hurry. I am just sitting in the Xue Mang Hall and I don’t have the courage to propose a toast to Madam. It just so happens that it’s late at night and there are no outsiders. I just want to be like Madam and have a night tour of Ziyang Mansion.
I wonder what your interest is, Madam?"
Xiao Luan felt more nauseous than after drinking four jars of Laojiao's saliva wine.
She still smiled at each other, "It's late at night, and I will leave Ziyang Mansion tomorrow morning and return to Baihu River. I'm a little tired. I want to rest early, but I hope you can understand me."
Zhu Lian was already striding forward, "I must be considerate of Madam! Then allow me to escort Madam back to her residence. I really can't worry about Madam going back alone. Madam's country is beautiful and fragrant. Although she has the awe-inspiring and inviolable bearing of a peerless beauty,
But I always feel that even if some of the night watch monks from Ziyang Mansion look at Madam twice more, I will feel very distressed. No, no, no, Madam, don’t think about it for me, I must give it to Madam!"
Xiao Luan laughed it off. With her Qi-nurturing skills, she could hardly help but speak harshly.
She turned around directly, neither refusing nor agreeing. As soon as she walked out of the building, her curvy and graceful figure turned into a rainbow and disappeared. If you have the ability, follow her.
She never thought that Zhu Lian would appear next to her in an instant and swim with her in the wind!
Xiao Luan was so shaken that he almost fell to the ground.
Traveling far away!
This old pervert is actually a pure martial artist in the eighth realm?!
The number one martial artist who has been famous in Huang Ting Kingdom for more than 40 years is only in the Golden Body realm.
Zhu Lian followed Xiao Luan, "Madam, I read in a miscellaneous book that once the dragons and river spirits in the world are in love, there will be rain and dew falling on the human world. Is it true or false?"
Mrs. Xiao Luan was so ashamed and angry that she hated the man behind the scenes. She even wanted to throw the bad old man next to her into the Baihu River, peel off his soul, twist it into wicks, hang up a lantern, and illuminate the water house!
Zhu Lian was still thinking about himself and said: "It is really a great joy in life to be able to travel to Ziyang Mansion with Mrs. Xiao Luan at night. I am not afraid of Mrs. jokes if I tell it. Xiao Zhu, I like to write travel notes in my life, recording strange people and strange things in thousands of mountains and rivers.
, I have always wanted to publish a travelogue one day in the future. I feel that I am lucky enough to have a night trip with my wife tonight. I must describe it in the travelogue with vivid colors. After the book is published, I will personally bring the book to my door and give a copy to my wife!"
Xiao Luan was so angry that her teeth were itching, her breathing was unsteady, and her chest was heaving. The outfit she was wearing tonight that she felt was too much was the one who had forced her to put it on.
Zhu Lian glanced at the magnificent scene that seemed so close to heaven and earth, quickly turned his head, looked at the Tieguan River, and said loudly: "What a beautiful scenery!"
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Zhu Lian had already returned to his residence on the second floor.
In the room on the other side of the treasure building, Chen Ping'an was completely sleepless. He simply lit a lamp and started to read books. After reading for a while, he said with lingering fear: "What does a knight-errant romance novel say, the hero is saddened by the powder formation?
This Jiang Shen Empress is too... ungrateful! Xue Mangtang, I kindly helped you once, how can you harm me like this! I only heard that the Ren Xia person did not have an overnight feud and settled it that night
, How about you repay the favor like this? Damn it, if you weren’t worried about giving Zhu Lian the mistaken impression that there is no three hundred taels of silver in this place, a slap in the face would be considered light... If even the slightest bit of news about this gets out, I won’t be stained on my crotch.
It’s full of yellow mud, isn’t it all shit?”
Chen Pingan wiped the sweat from his forehead and babbled, cursing the Baihu River Water Goddess.
In the end, Chen Ping'an had no choice but to find an excuse to comfort himself, "The long journey to the Ouhua Blessed Land was not in vain. If it had been the time before, I might have stupidly opened the door for her and entered the house."
Gradually calming down, Chen Pingan began to read books attentively. It was a Buddhist scripture. At that time, he borrowed six books from the Shanya Academy library, including Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and Mohism. Lord Mao Shan said there was no need to rush to return it, what?
At that time, Chen Ping'an thought he had read it thoroughly, so he just asked someone to send it back to the academy.
Chen Pingan suddenly closed the book, walked out of the house, and came to the corridor railing.
When things go wrong, there must be monsters.
The rain outside the building has stopped, and the night is falling.
Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to hold the railing and walked slowly, his palms filled with broken raindrops. The rainwater merged into one and was slightly refreshing.
Chen Pingan opened his palms and looked down.
He jumped on the railing and walked slowly, looking into the distance. He saw the Tiequan River outside Ziyang Mansion and the green mountains beyond the river.
I am currently in the high building of the Treasure Pavilion of Ziyang Mansion and Ziqi Palace in Huang Ting Kingdom, on the railing under the eaves.
Thoughts drift away.
Chen Ping'an recalled his previous trip to Qingluan Kingdom, where he heard local people talking about the debate between Buddhism and Taoism in a restaurant, because there was a story about a monk holding an umbrella outside and hiding from the rain under the eaves of a Confucian scholar.
If it rains while you are on your way, you will naturally seek shelter from the rain on the eaves.
I also remember that Lu Tai once lamented in the courtyard of Feiyingbao that most of the regrets in the world are the three words "cannot be retained". The deepest words from the bottom of his heart are just a slow comment about various scenery and various people.
Lu Tai also said that it is difficult for us to truly empathize with the many sufferings in the world. Therefore, when suffering comes and falls on a specific person, everyone will be caught off guard.
Go slowly.
slow.
The old Taoist who is the master of the Taoist temple is observing the Tao in the various forms of sentient beings in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land. The unknown old Taoist whose Taoist teachings reach the sky can obviously control the long river of time in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, whether it is fast, slow or stagnant.
Not moving forward.
But the torrent of time in the four worlds, let alone controlling it, is trying to stop it. It is said that even the Taoist ancestors can't do it. Therefore, the sage master once observed the water and had enlightenment. He died like this, not giving up day and night.
Cui Dongshan said that all the immortal mansions on the mountaintops and the cities on earth have mysteries. In addition, wars and the knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought all involve the speed of the passage of time. It is the saints who hope to find another way to slow down.
Why do the saints of the three religions who have already stood so high and seen so far have to slow down?
What do they see in the eyes of the Holy Master, the Buddha and the Taoist ancestors, these three saints who created the world? So much so that they must "wait a minute" to establish three worlds in the world?
The first time he and Cui Dongshan traveled to Huang Tingguo, one time on the mountain top, Cui Dongshan accompanied him to practice boxing. He once said with a smile that when the wheel of history moves forward, it will inevitably crush many flowers and plants.
These are not the heartless words of an emperor, but the compassionate words of a Chinese scholar. The scholar hopes that all those in power who saw these words, or the big shots who were sitting on that carriage at that time, can bow their heads.
Take a look at those pulpy flowers and plants.
The world is slowly getting better, do you need to worry? As long as it is getting better and in the right direction, it doesn't matter how slow it is. Of course, there is no need to worry.
If the world is getting worse, for example, if the wheel of history rolls over with great force, crushing countless flowers and plants along the way, even if someone wants to lower their head and take a look, they may not be able to see clearly.
How about making amends?
That’s why you have to go slower?
Because if you proceed slowly, even if you stray into the wrong path, does it mean that you have the opportunity to make corrections?
Or, could there be less suffering in the world?
Chen Pingan walked slowly on the railing again and again. When he reached the end, he turned his head and repeated back and forth, walking on the left and right ends of the railing again and again.
At this moment, Chen Ping'an didn't know that deep in a person's heart he was unaware of, every profound thought, they were like seeds in the heart, they would sprout, many of them might die on the way, but some of them would be born somewhere.
To be continued...