The young swordsman wearing a green shirt and carrying a sword, this time when he traveled to Caiyi Country, he still walked through the familiar low mountains. Compared with when he traveled with Zhang Shanfeng, it seemed like a ghostly land cut off from life. Now there is no evil at all.
The breath, not to mention the awe-inspiring landscape-shaped place, after all, the green mountains and green waters are far better than before. I walked all the way based on my memory, and finally came to a familiar ancient house in the night, and there were still two stone lions.
The main gate has been slightly changed. Now there are Spring couplets hung and painted door gods are also posted.
After knocking on the door, wait patiently.
An elderly woman bent over, holding a lantern, and opened the door with some difficulty. She saw the young man who took off his bamboo hat and had a bright smile. He was quite tall, but a little thin, and he was carrying a sword.
He looked like a foreign traveler who had traveled far away.
The old woman's face was pale, and it was really scary at night.
She tried her best not to scare the visitors. After all, now that the house had weathered the storm and it was a blessing in disguise, there was no need to deliberately scare away the ordinary masters lest they be implicated.
The old woman asked softly: "Does this young master want to stay overnight?"
The young man smiled and said: "Not only do I have to stay overnight, but I also have to ask for a drink. I have a big bowl of fried pork with winter bamboo shoots as a side dish."
The old woman was stunned for a moment, then her eyes filled with tears and she asked in a trembling voice: "But Mr. Chen?"
The visitor was none other than Chen Pingan, who was traveling south alone.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "How is your health now, grandma?"
The old woman quickly grabbed Chen Pingan's hand, as if she was afraid that this great benefactor would leave after meeting him. She gently raised the hand holding the lantern, wiped the tears with the back of her dry hand, and said with excitement: "Why did it take you so long to come?
How many years have passed, my body and bones, if Mr. Chen doesn’t come again, I really can’t hold on anymore, how can I cook for my benefactor, and have some wine, all of which are left for Mr. Chen, if I don’t come for so many years, there will be more leftover every year.
, no matter how much you drink, it’s enough..."
Chen Pingan put the bamboo hat under his arm, gently held the old woman's hand with both hands, and said guiltily: "Old grandma, I was late."
The old woman quickly turned around and shouted: "Master, madam, Mr. Chen is here, he is really here."
Yang Huang, a man who had become a charlatan in order to save his wife's life, hurried to the door wearing a Confucian shirt and a woman with a radiant look.
When the couple saw Chen Pingan, they would kneel down and kowtow.
No words can be said to repay the great kindness of that year.
Chen Pingan wanted to stop the two of them, but the old nanny tightly held her arm tightly. She obviously wanted Chen Pingan to accept this gift.
Chen Pingan had no choice but to give up.
Yang Huang and his wife Yingying stood up.
Only then did the old grandma let go of her hand.
Yang Huang and his wife looked at each other and smiled.
The young man he once was, seemed to have turned out to be a young master in the blink of an eye. He looked a little thin and haggard, but he looked more like a veritable swordsman, which was great.
A group of people walked into the house, and Chen Pingan naturally helped the old woman close the door. Yang Huang and his wife even smiled knowingly. The old woman who had taken away her duties complained a little, saying that there was no need for these menial tasks that did not cost a few taels of effort.
Excuse me, Mr. Chen.
The old woman said she would go to the kitchen to light a fire and make a midnight snack. Chen Ping'an said it was too late and would talk about it tomorrow. But the old woman refused. The woman said she would also cook a few side dishes with her own hands. She regarded it as a sign of poor hospitality and gave it to her reluctantly.
Mr. Chen takes the wind and washes away the dust.
Yang Huang took Chen Pingan to a familiar hall and sat there. Along the way, he talked about what happened after Chen Pingan left.
All good things.
Yang Huang, who almost fell into the devil's path back then, is now able to return to the path of spiritual practice. Although it is said that after the path was delayed, he is destined to lose his bright future, but now compared to the previous demons who were neither humans nor ghosts, it is really a world of difference.
.It should be noted that Yang Huang was originally regarded as the future Jindan Earth Immortal in the Shengao Sect and was cultivated by the sect. Later, due to changes, he voluntarily gave up the Dao for the sake of a love relationship. Yang Huang was willing to suffer the gains and losses in this process.
You know, you never regret it.
As for the wife who was originally "detained" in the embroidery building, she was able to regain her appearance. On the way to practice, she was even luckier than her husband Yang Huang, and she also broke through a realm, so now she can keep her true body in the embroidery building in the backyard.
With the Yin Shen traveling at night, she can travel in the spring and fall without any hindrance. She is no different from a secular woman. She no longer has to suffer the torment of being blown by the strong winds of heaven and earth day and night, and her soul is agitated.
Yang Huang asked some questions about the young Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng and the bearded swordsman Xu Yuanxia, ​​and Chen Pingan explained them one by one.
Chen Ping'an also asked about the current situation of the prefect of Rouge County and Liu Gaohua, the son of an official. Yang Huang told everything he knew, saying that prefect Liu had been promoted a few years ago and went to Caiyi Kingdom Qingzhou as the governor and became a general.
As a high-ranking official in the border areas, he was a shining figure, and his daughter was now a direct disciple of Shen Gaozong. The promotion of Governor Liu to the position of governor may not have nothing to do with this.
As for Liu Gaohua, he has taken the initiative to come to the house twice in the past few years. Compared with the previous dissipation, he likes to indulge in mountains and rivers with excuses and is unwilling to take the exam.
He was a civil servant, so he came to the house for the second time. He drank a lot of wine and complained a lot, saying that his father had said that if he failed to pass the imperial examination, he could just marry a wife and go home.
Chen Ping'an also asked about the Taoist monk, Mr. Fisherman, and Yang Huang said that it was a coincidence that this old gentleman had just returned from a trip to the capital and was in Rouge County. He also heard that he had collected a girl named Zhao Luan.
The disciple has excellent qualifications, but luck and misfortune depend on each other. The old gentleman is also a little troubled. It is said that there is an immortal master leader on the mountain in Caiyi Kingdom who has fallen in love with Zhao Luan. He hopes that the old gentleman can give up his disciples and promises generous gifts.
They were also willing to invite Mr. Fisherman to serve as a worshiper at the mountain gate, but the old gentleman did not agree.
Chen Pingan quietly heard this and asked: "What is the reputation of this immortal master, and what state is he in?"
Although Yang Huang has been a rogue for so many years and has damaged his soul and spiritual foundation, he is after all a proud man who came from the Shengaozong, and now he has no burden at all, so when it comes to the Caiyi Kingdom, he is a proud man.
The Immortal Master, who was the leader, still had no scruples, and said with a smile: "Probably because I entered the Dragon Gate Realm in the past few years, I got a little carried away. Everyone in the mountain gate became impetuous, and they recruited new disciples without hesitation. The good and the bad were mixed.
The sect that used to have a good reputation is no longer what it was back then."
Chen Pingan nodded, "I understand, I'll ask more."
Yang Huang smiled and said: "These statements I made are based on hearsay and cannot be accurate."
Food and wine are served.
The wine is home-brewed with a lot of effort, and the dishes are also delicious and delicious.
The woman and the old woman were both seated. This house was not so old-fashioned.
Perhaps because she wanted Chen Ping'an to drink more, the old woman always brought Caiyi Chinese-style wine glasses to the master and his wife, but she only brought a large wine bowl to Chen Ping'an.
Yang Huang stood up again with great respect and toasted Chen Ping'an. His wife Yingying and the old grandma also stood up.
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to hold the wine bowl, stand up, and said helplessly: "If this continues, I really won't dare to be a guest next time."
After Yang Huang drank it all, he joked: "We'll talk about it when my benefactor comes next time."
Chen Ping'an drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp. The old woman was anxious, fearing that he would drink too fast and hurt his body easily, so she quickly advised him: "Drink slowly, drink slowly, the wine will not escape from the bowl."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Old grandma, I have a good capacity for drinking at the moment. I am happy today, so drink more. At worst, I will get drunk and fall asleep."
While pouring wine into Chen Ping'an's bowl, the old woman continued to mutter: "No matter how good your alcohol capacity is, you still have to drink more slowly. The slower you drink, the more you can drink."
Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll drink slowly and listen to grandma."
Chen Pingan briefly talked about his travel history, saying that he left Caiyi Country and went to Shushui Country, then took the Xianjia Ferry and followed the dragon road to Laolong City, and then took the cross-continent ferry to go there.
After a trip to Daoxuan Mountain, we did not return directly to Aoping Continent. Instead, we went to Tongye Continent first, then returned to Laolong City, and then returned to our hometown after visiting Qingluan Kingdom. Among them, the Sword Qi Great Wall and Shujian Lake, Chen
After Ping An hesitated, he did not mention it. During this period, he chose some interesting anecdotes and told them. Yang Huang and the woman listened with great interest, especially Yang Huang, who was born in Zongzitou Mountain, and knew more about cross-continental travel.
It's not easy. As for the old woman, she probably likes to hear whether Chen Ping'an talks about all kinds of things in the world or trivial things in the streets and alleys.
Chen Pingan drank more than two kilograms of wine that night, which was not too much. This time he slept in the same house where he stayed last time.
The next day, Chen Pingan spent most of his time with his grandma, sunbathing and chatting. Chen Pingan, who was supposed to leave on the third day, tried his best to persuade his grandma to stay and stayed one more day.
At dawn, the autumn rain falls.
Chen Pingan put on his bamboo hat again and said goodbye to the three of them at the door of the ancient house.
But the old mama said that Qiu Yu looked small, but in fact it was hurting his body, so Chen Pingan had to put on a green coir raincoat, so Chen Pingan had no choice but to put it on. As for the sword gourd that had revealed his identity as the "Sword Immortal", it was naturally given to the old woman.
Filled with home-brewed water.
Before leaving, the old grandma stood under the eaves again, holding Chen Pingan's hand, "Don't think that the old grandma talks too much, she won't be willing to come here in the future."
Chen Pingan said softly: "How could it be possible? I like wine and am greedy. Grandma, you don't know how many times I have thought about the food and wine here in these years."
The old grandma lowered her head and wiped her tears, "This is good, this is good."
Chen Ping'an held up his bamboo hat, said goodbye softly, and left slowly.
After walking a certain distance, the young swordsman suddenly turned around, walked backwards, and waved goodbye to the old woman and the couple.
The old mama shouted: "Mr. Chen, don't forget to bring Miss Ning with you next time as a guest!"
Chen Pingan blushed slightly and said loudly: "Okay!"
To be continued...