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Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth IX young people(2/5)

As promised, you are not allowed to kill me, so as not to hurt your harmony."

Chen Lingjun was dumbfounded. Is this Bai Xuan out of his mind because of Pei Qian?

Beat up Pei Qian? You're not doing evil, you're seeking death? Just think about it again, maybe Brother Bai, stupid people are blessed with stupid things?

Bai Xuan asked in a low voice: "Brother Jingqing, that Guo Zhujiu is Master Yinguan's young disciple, are you familiar with him?"

Bai Xuan's idea was very simple. Since the big white goose said that Pei Qian was afraid of Guo Zhujiu, then as long as Guo Zhujiu was afraid of him, Bai Xuan would win over Pei Qian.

As long as everyone is a swordsman, it will be fine. Except for Mr. Yin Guan, Bai Xuan will not be frightened or intimidated by anyone.

Chen Lingjun shook his head, "I've never seen her before. The little girl hasn't come to my place to pay her respects on the top of the mountain."

Bai Xuan asked casually: "Did you go to Qilong Lane to have a drink with Master Jia again?"

Chen Lingjun had already chewed the licorice, swallowed it in one gulp, and said with a smile: "Women have infinite skin, and the colors are different, but they are all equally good."

I learned it from Brother Dafeng.

Bai Xuan couldn't understand it at all.

Chen Lingjun leaned back on the table, crossed his arms across his chest, raised his head slightly, and said slowly: "I have been practicing Taoism diligently recently, and I have a little enlightenment. Let me tell you. With my head raised and five feet in the sky, the immortal took over and helped me clear my talents and move across three continents.

, more whirling, steady on the top. I can ride the wind of heaven at this time, it is true cultivation, jump over the dragon gate and draw water, good mountains and rain accompany me to fly. The gods and dragons are ever-changing, omnipotent, the world of human and heaven, the clouds and water are free, the five colors

Sit in the clouds, throw your hairpin and wat leisurely and enjoy the happiness."

Chen Lingjun waited for a long time and found that Brother Bai didn't respond behind him. He had to turn his head and found that this guy was busy drinking tea there. When he caught Chen Lingjun's gaze, Bai Xuan put down the teapot and asked doubtfully: "Are you done?

"

Forget it, Chen Lingjun doesn't understand it himself anyway. He borrowed it from the big white goose. It's really sour. He's stupid.

Chen Lingjun did not choose the bench next to him to sit down, but walked around the table and sat side by side with Bai Xuan. Chen Lingjun looked at the road outside and sighed for no reason: "My master once said that there is an old saying in my hometown that this year we will sit in a sedan chair.

The person crossing the bridge may be the person who built the bridge and paved the way in his previous life."

Bai Xuan chewed the grass root and didn't take it seriously.

In his hometown, no matter whether he is a swordsman or not, he doesn't talk about this.

Chen Lingjun continued: "My master also said that it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. If you don't believe it, just don't believe it. You can live your life as you should. But if you believe it, if that person is living a happy life, it will be a big deal.

Spending a little more money can give you peace of mind. And those who are going through hard times will feel a little better, and there will be some hope even in days when there is no hope."

The words were spoken in a simple way, but Bai Xuan finally understood them.

Chen Lingjun reached out to touch Bai Xuan's head, but Bai Xuan turned his head and said, "What are you touching? You can touch a woman's head as much as you like?"

Chen Lingjun smiled and patted Bai Xuan's shoulder, then raised his hand and shook it, "Brother Bai Xuan, you don't know, my hand looks like it has been illuminated!"

Bai Xuan sneered and said, "If you can, go and touch Nuan Shu's head."

Chen Lingjun put on the posture of a senior and said earnestly: "Brother Bai Xuan, it's a good thing that I'm not careful, otherwise you wouldn't be able to make friends with your mouth."

Bai Xuan raised his thumb, crossed his shoulder, pointed at the Piyun Mountain in the distance behind him, and said hey, "Are you and Wei Shanjun close friends?"

Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes.

On the road came a young Taoist priest carrying a sword case. He looked average and had an average demeanor, but he didn't look like an accomplished Taoist.

The young Taoist priest stopped at the pavilion. Before he could speak, Chen Lingjun jumped up and ran out as fast as lightning. He bent down and bowed to the end. He cupped his fists with both hands and could almost touch the ground. "How dare you?"

If you dare to ask the chief again, is he the senior immortal of the fourteenth or fifteenth level? Is he the great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain who is highly virtuous and respected by the world and who unites heaven and man?"

Bai Xuan picked up the teapot and drank tea, and his eyes were opened. Damn, this old Jingqing guy, is this how he makes friends with people?

You know what the heck, this is all my uncle Chen’s secret martial arts experience.

Zhang Shanfeng was confused, shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course not, and the level of the trail is not high."

Chen Lingjun was relieved, but for the sake of caution, he still did not get up. He just raised his head and asked tentatively: "Then I dare to ask this talented young Taoist priest, which unattainable famous mountain mansion is the master of Shanmen?"

Could it be that I wasn't dazzled by the fact that the other party was actually a little Taoist priest in the cave realm?

Zhang Shanfeng smiled and said: "The master of Xiaodao is not very popular in the mountains, so it's okay not to talk about it."

Chen Lingjun straightened up, quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead, laughed and said, "Where does the little Taoist come from?"

But he still stood there, as steady as a mountain, not moving a step.

What if he is an outsider who likes to joke and deliberately deceives others, wouldn't it be a mistake?

Zhang Shanfeng said: "The trail comes from Beiju Luzhou, and this time we are going to Luopo Mountain to visit friends."

Chen Lingjun smiled and said: "What a coincidence, I am the worshiper of Luopo Mountain, and my friends in the world gave me two nicknames. In the early years, I was the little Baitiao in Yujianglang, and now I am the Little Dragon King of Luopo Mountain. The one behind me is

, whose surname is Bai, is my good brother, but it’s just an unfortunate coincidence that now our Luopo Mountain does not accept outsiders, let alone disciples.”

Zhang Shanfeng smiled and explained: "There is a disciple in the trail, but I am friends with your mountain master. I made an appointment with him to go on a long trip together."

Chen Lingjun was stunned on the spot, his master's friend from the mountain?

Zhang Shanfeng said: "My name is Zhang Shanfeng, from Paidi Peak. Didn't Chen Pingan mention it to you?"

Bai Xuan blurted out: "Baidi Peak? Is that the top of the mountain where Master Huolong sits? That Master Huolong whose magic is all over the sky is you.

On the mountain and down the mountain in Luzhou in our north, there are two kinds of black and white gourds?"

Chen Lingjun knew immediately that he was doomed.

Because this is a saying that Pei Qian often talked about when he was a child. At that time, Pei Qian yearned for the world. In addition, Chen Pingan had great respect for Master Huolong. Whenever he talked about the deeds of Master Huolong, he always talked about it in a funny and humorous way.

Without losing his admiration, Pei Qian started to respect the old Taoist priest very much. Especially after succeeding the martial arts leader from Li Baoping, Pei Qian felt that he would be mixed up in the world in the future.

Like an old Taoist priest.

Of course, when Pei Qian becomes a big girl, he won't like to talk about these things.

Zhang Shanfeng was also stunned. When did his master make such a resounding statement on Luopo Mountain?

At the gate of Luolu Mountain, Nuan Shu had some free time, so he went down the mountain to Xiaomili, eating melon seeds together and chatting, they all missed Pei Qian.

Although Pei Qian is tall now, she is still Pei Qian.

In the past, Pei Qian often patrolled the mountains with millet grains, looking for hornets' nests. He didn't rush to poke them, euphemistically called them to check the enemy's situation. He also looked for hawthorns, dates, and tea slices along the way. He would give them to Sister Nuanshu every time he came home.

Leave a pocket.

Pei Qian once encouraged the millet grains to compete with those cockleburs commonly known as silly-headed women. He asked the millet grains to pick them off and throw them on his little head. He laughed and said, "Xiaohe Po, every girl is getting married."

As a result, a head full of millet grains of cocklebur was hard to take off even if it got stuck on your clothes. You can imagine the consequences of wearing it all over your head.

In the end, of course, Pei Qian took the crying little girl in black to find Sister Nuanshu to help clean up the mess.

When they arrived at Nuan Shu's house, Xiao Mi Li, who was frowning bitterly, sat on a small bench, tilted his head, and looked pitifully at Pei Qian, who had his arms crossed across his chest and a face full of disgust. The little girl

He vowed: "Pei Qian, Pei Qian, I promise to pick it today and go again the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow?! Why don't you go tomorrow and eat it for you tomorrow?"

Xiao Mi Li drooped her head and said nothing, but she was actually secretly happy. As expected, Sister Nuanshu was so clever that she could pick off each cocklebur without much pain.

Pei Qian taught him a lesson with a straight face: "Xiaomili, we are all very emotional killers. The most powerful handful of assassins in the world, how can we go into the world with me in the future if we can't bear the pain?"

?!"

"Can't you still use crutches?"

"Nonsense, I've saved it for you, open your mouth!"

"Just let the horses come over!"

"Does it still hurt?"

"It's very sweet."

Nuan Shu glared at Pei Qian from the side, "Don't fool Mi Li like this in the future."

Pei Qian sighed, "Xiaomili, Sister Nuanshu thinks you are not very smart. Standing next to Cen Hanhan, you two are like long-lost sisters."

Nuan Shu laughed angrily and said: "Don't talk nonsense. Xiaomi is not stupid."

Pei Qian said hehey: "Millet grains of light, so Cen Hanhan?"

Nuanshu lowered his eyebrows, smiled and said nothing.

As Nuanshu removed all the cockleburs on his head one by one, Xiaomili shook his head and grinned, "I feel like my brain has lost several pounds."

Just when Pei Qian was about to scare Xiao MiLi, he asked the old cook to make a large pot of fish head with chopped pepper.

As a result, Nuanshu seemed to have no idea and immediately glared at Pei Qian and stopped talking. Pei Qian had no choice but to give up and patted Xiao Mili on the head as a reward.

Today, Xiao Mili is in a good mood. Unlike in previous years, every time she misses Haorenshanzhu or Pei Qian, she doesn't dare to let anyone know. She only dares to express her feelings to Baiyun who passes by her door. Now she doesn't.

Xiaomi Li had a green bamboo cane and a golden pole placed across her knees. She remembered something, grinned, quickly put her hand to her mouth, and said: "Sister Nuanshu, let's go to Hongzhu Town to play together later. I know that place well."

Very cool."

Nuan Shu asked with a smile: "Just the two of us?"

Xiaomi Li scratched her face, a little embarrassed, "Of course there is the good mountain master."

Xiao Mili quickly explained: "It's not that I'm timid, it's just that my legs are short and walking is very tiring. Standing in the basket of the good mountain master, it doesn't take any effort at all."

Nuan Shu smiled and narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pinched Xiaomi Li's cheek, "That's it."

The stream stretches long into the distance, and the grass and trees grow taller and taller.

The old cook said that children who have not grown up will keep what is in their hearts with their mouths, but when they grow up, they will keep their thoughts in their hearts.

An unshaven man in green shirt appeared in Hu'er Town on the border of Daquan. Unfortunately, the familiar inn was no longer available, which made him, the accountant, a little disappointed. I heard that Jiuniang went to Yugui Sect first, and then to Zhongtu.

Longhu Mountain, I don’t know if Jiuniang will be fatter or thinner when we meet next time. Anyway, she looks good. I don’t know if we will meet again after the disaster. I wonder if we are all in a dream?

The mountains and rivers of Tongyezhou today are so devastated that it is unbearable to see.

After thinking about it, he decided not to go to Dafu Academy. Instead, he planned to go to Mihe Biyou Palace first to see if he could have water wine and eel noodles there. He had been really craving it these past few years.
To be continued...
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