In the ancestral home of the Yuan family in Erlang Lane, Cui Han was sitting on a chair covered in blood, with his hands in the treasure bottle seal, struggling to protect the skin from collapse. This was not only because the skin was extremely difficult to find, but also because the body was
It was like a cage, locking up his soul. In a short period of time, let alone traveling far away between Lijing City and Longquan Mountains and Rivers like before, once his body was destroyed, he would become a completely separated and mutilated person.
He is really going to be reduced to a fish and shrimp in the mud at the bottom of the fifth realm for the rest of his life. Those wolves, tigers and leopards that used to crawl under his feet are now very easy to kill him.
Although he suffered severe physical and mental injuries, Cui Chan spit out a mouthful of blood, then he still held on to the handle of the chair and stood up with trembling hands and feet. He knew very well that the more this happened, the harder it would be for him to breathe. Cui Chan raised his head and looked at
In the courtyard, there was once the voice of the military sage Ruan Qiong, but at this time he had even lost the magic power that he used to whisper with Ruan Qiong.
Cui Chan said hoarsely: "Come out."
A young man with an exquisite appearance walked out of the side room, his face full of fear, and walked up to Cui Chan, at a loss.
Cui Chan trusted the spies and dead soldiers under his command who were dormant in the town, but he only believed that they were loyal to him, the Great Li State Master. However, Cui Chan was not at all assured of their strength and did not expect them to escort him safely.
When I return to the capital, maybe Song Changjing or that woman has planted a chess piece among the four surnames and ten tribes before they leave the town, and they may be waiting for an opportunity to make a move.
So Cui Chan ordered the young man: "Go to the blacksmith shop to find Master Ruan, ask him to come here, and tell him directly that I, Cui Chan, want something from him and that I am willing to make a big deal with him. It is about the edict of the mountain god of Shenxiu Mountain."
One thing, don't forget, it's a invitation. If Ruan Qiong refuses to come, you won't have to come back to this house in the future. The little ghost in your body that I have temporarily put away cannot withstand the strong wind of Yang Qi for a few days.
Wash."
The young man's face was as white as snow and he nodded vigorously.
Cui Chan sat back in his chair slumped and warned: "After you go out, look more natural and don't look like your parents are dead. Otherwise, even an idiot will know that something is wrong with me."
The young man nodded timidly and left quickly.
But Cui Chan had just closed his eyes. It was really funny. He was reduced to a situation where the ground was a prison, and the soul exit was blocked. Now he had to help mend the seams and be the repairman of this prison.
A familiar sound of footsteps sounded, and Cui Chan suddenly opened his eyes, about to yell at this puppet who was not doing things well.
But when he saw the uninvited guest next to the porcelain boy, Cui Chan immediately changed his face and smiled at the boy: "Go and bring a chair to Senior Yang, and bring me a cup of tea."
The old man smoked a dry cigarette, put one hand behind his back, looked around, and did not look at the miserable fate of the young imperial master. He said with a smile: "You, Cui Chan, personally arranged the ban here. Now I have quite a few people breaking in, and the master is still shouting.
Big sleep. Master, are you in any trouble? Do you need my help?"
Cui Chan's face remained as usual, he shook his head and said, "No need."
The old man sat on the chair brought by the young man. He was on the east side, while Cui Chan sat facing south and north, facing the plaque in the Yuan family's lobby. The old man looked at the young man who looked cautious and curious, and said with emotion: "About the matter of the soul.
, your attainments are really good."
Cui Chan asked: "Now that we are talking, can Ruan Qiong hear us?"
Old Man Yang smiled and said: "What kind of temperament does Ruan Qiong have? He only came to peek at you after he was full. If you hadn't provoked him repeatedly, do you think he would be willing to pay attention to you?"
Cui Chan said in a deep voice: "Be careful of sailing the ten-thousand-year-old ship!"
This sentence was the second time Cui Chan said it to this senior Yang. The first time was in Lao Ci Mountain.
The old man smoked a dry cigarette and said, "That makes sense."
Cui Chan waited for a moment and asked, "Is that okay?"
The old man nodded lightly, "Master Cui can speak freely."
Cui Chan wiped away the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and asked: "Should I call Mr. Da the Qingtong Tianjun? Or the more famous one..."
The old man interrupted Cui Han expressionlessly, "That's enough."
Cui Chan really did not continue talking, and sighed with emotion: "To be honest, I am fascinated by that war."
Cui Chan laughed out loud for no reason, "I don't hate that I haven't met the gods, but I hate that the gods haven't seen me. This was my first heartfelt emotion after being exposed to the inside story when I was studying under my husband. At that time, my husband criticized me for not knowing how high the sky is.
, talking nonsense. Now that I think about it, sir, I was right and I was wrong."
The old man waved his hands and said, "Whether your master and his disciples are at odds with each other, or whether your brothers are fighting each other, I'm not interested."
Cui Chan sneered: "Then you come here just to see my jokes?"
Old Man Yang asked: "I'm a little curious. Song Changjing, the king of the Great Li clan, is a warrior who aspires to the eleventh level of martial arts. Why are you so incompatible with him?"
Cui Chan shook his head and said: "It's not that Song Changjing and I are going to fight to the death, but that we have a powerful woman in Dali who can't tolerate him. It was her personal planning behind the scenes that broke Chen Ping'an's destiny.
No Ma family in Xinghua Lane, who is greedy for wealth, is willing to take action, and there are also the Liu family and the Song family. This is to make it easier for her son to seize the opportunity. Of course, I do not deny it. Later, I used Chen Ping'an to target Qi Jingchun, which was the trend.
And Wei. It is indeed one of the few miraculous moves in my life, Cui Han. Qi Jingchun made a superior move and I gave up, but I still don’t feel that this move was bad.”
Old Man Yang blew out the smoke and squinted his eyes and said: "Once the porcelain of my life is broken, the boy from Mud Bottle Alley is like a candle, which attracts special attention. Naturally, it is easy to create a situation where moths fly into the flame. As expected by the woman you mentioned.
Yes, if it weren't for that, the girl who was condensed from the remnants of the true dragon's spiritual energy would have run toward Chen Pingan based on instinct at first, but when she escaped from the locked dragon well and arrived at the Mud Bottle Alley, she staggered away.
When she arrived at the door of the two courtyards, she realized that Song Jixin's house was filled with rich dragon energy. To her, this was simply the most delicious food in the world, so she tried her best to knock on his courtyard door.
Unfortunately, she was powerless and fell into the snowdrift in front of Chen Ping'an's house. Later, it was Chen Ping'an who saved her, but after she woke up, she was certainly not willing to sign a contract with such an ordinary person with naked eyes.
, after all, that was tantamount to committing suicide, so she claimed to be the newly arrived maid of Song Jixin's family, and Chen Pingan foolishly gave away the biggest opportunity in Lizhu Cave Heaven with both hands. Speaking of which, Chen Pingan at that time
, just like the rebellious son of a great clan, and the rebellious minister of a great country, they are indeed suppressed by the law of heaven invisibly, and cannot retain any good fortune."
When the old man said this, he shook his head and said, "You can see it, but you can't touch it, and you can't hold it."
After Cui Chan quietly listened to the old man's story, he returned to the topic, "Even His Majesty the Emperor believed that his younger brother Song Changjing had never been interested in the dragon chair. It's a pity that once, His Majesty asked me for advice on Go, and the woman was also watching the game.
Give your Majesty some advice to prevent the chess game from ending early."
"His Majesty suddenly asked me whether he, a vassal king with unparalleled achievements in the battlefield, would one day suddenly lead his troops to attack the capital city of Li and ask him for that chair with the knife in his hand."
"Of course I answered honestly and said that the prince would not do such a thing. However, if one day, the large group of generals and warriors under the prince's command who have great achievements in war come up with the idea of ​​becoming the ministers who support the dragon, then
The prince has reached the tenth realm again, or even the legendary eleventh realm. He feels that life is very boring, and everyone around him is confusing and encouraging. Why not wear a dragon robe and sit on a dragon chair, so as not to chill the soldiers?
heart of."
"After I finished saying this, the Emperor of Great Li laughed. Finally, His Majesty the Emperor turned to the woman next to him and asked, 'What do you think?' The woman told her, 'His Majesty the Emperor is not ambitious enough.
Aquarius Island can fill his stomach, but Song Changjing is different. The higher his martial arts achievements will be in the future, the more he will want to go to higher places.' After hearing what the woman said, His Majesty smiled and said that both of us were nonsense.
Your words and heart-wrenching words have destroyed my great pillar, and you should be dragged down and beheaded. However, today is an auspicious day, and it is better to talk with your hands than to kill them with your hands. For the time being, I will leave you two heads on your neck."
Old Man Yang smiled and said: "Song Changjing is really unlucky for eight lifetimes when he meets you two opponents. One woman is blowing the pillow, and the other is throwing dirty water."
Cui Chan asked bluntly: "Why are you looking for me?"
Old Man Yang said a strange thing without beginning or end, "We believe that generals have their seed, wealth and honor have their roots, and life and death have their destiny. You don't believe it."
When it came to this matter, Cui Chan did not give in. He had no cowardice in putting his life and death in the hands of others. He sneered and said: "Although I don't think the current situation is any better, I don't think you are any good people."
Already."
Old Man Yang looked at Cui Han, "Tell me, why did Qi Jingchun choose Chen Ping'an?"
Cui Chan smiled and said, "What do you think?"
Obviously, Cui Chan will never tell the answer.
Because this involves his Taoist heart.
Old Man Yang asked: "Do you really think I won't kill you?"
Cui Han nodded and said: "You don't dare. Even if I raise a dog myself, at this time, for the sake of wealth and future, you may dare to kill me, but you are the only one who dare not."
Old Man Yang smiled and said: "You are so smart, how could you lose to Qi Jingchun?"
Cui Chan slumped back in his chair and laughed at himself: "Qi Jingchun has a saying that can answer your question. 'In the world, only the heart of an innocent child should not be tested.'"
Old Man Yang shook his head and said: "Look, this is the result of your disbelief in fate. It is inexplicable, insubstantial, covered by clouds and fog, rootless and footless."
Cui Chan laughed loudly, "Why, senior, do you want me to follow your path?"
Old Man Yang asked back: "Don't you want to reunite and return to the top? What's more, you admire the word meritorious service, and its essence is not incompatible with us."
Cui Chan stretched out a finger and pointed at Old Man Yang tremblingly. He almost laughed to tears and said sarcastically: "Although I, Cui Chan, am not as good as my husband or Qi Jingchun, but for the so-called immortal golden body, the result is
Being used as a running dog to look after homes and homes for others, and being treated by those guys who I originally looked down upon, they come and go when called upon. Am I crazy, or are you crazy? Old senior, I am not talking about you, are you?
Are you seeking medical attention in a hurry? Or are you in the same situation as me, where something unexpected happened and a long-term plan was ruined?"
Old Man Yang said lightly, "Who do you think can boss me around?"
Cui Chan suddenly narrowed his eyes, his face was solemn, and he remained silent.
Old Yang sat cross-legged and looked at the patio with a peaceful expression.
Everyone in the world says that there is a god three feet above your head.
To be continued...