Chen Pingan smiled and picked up the book on the ground and patted the dust away.
By chance, Cen Yuanji walked down the mountain, and Zhu Lian and Wei Bo appeared at the mountain gate archway with warm trees and millet grains. Chen Lingjun burst into tears and called Brother Dafeng at the top of his voice.
Chen Ping'an immediately threw the book to Zheng Dafeng. Zheng Dafeng pushed the book with both hands and slapped the book to Taoist Xianwei. Xianwei quickly threw it to the old cook as if he was receiving a hot potato and beating a drum to pass flowers.
Zhu Lian was confused at first. He only looked at the title of the book on the cover. It was a serious book, but he didn't need the old cook to read the content. He didn't need to look at it. He only looked at the condition of the book, especially the pages with many dog-ears.
Knowing something was wrong, he looked calm, stretched out his hand to push Chen Lingjun's head away, and quietly put the book into his arms.
The group of people sat around the table, Nuanshu was responsible for serving tea and water, Xiao Mili distributed melon seeds, and gave Zheng Dafeng an extra pack of dried fish, which was regarded as receiving the wind and washing away the dust for Zheng Dafeng.
Even Cen Yuanji made an exception to stop practicing boxing and sat side by side with the two little girls. In any case, Zheng Dafeng was the first gatekeeper of Luolu Mountain. Although his eyes were wrong, he never had any trouble. This man left his hometown
Returning after many years, she should stop and sit down, both emotionally and logically.
Chen Lingjun and Zheng Dafeng sat on a bench, picked up one of Zheng Dafeng's hands, and patted the back of his hand, "Dafeng, brother, I miss you."
These are really not polite words. When Zheng Dafeng was the janitor, Chen Lingjun was very energetic every day. It was really a magical life. After all, Taoist Master Xianwei was not as funny as brother Dafeng.
Zhu Lian and Wei Bo were of course extremely happy for Zheng Dafeng's return home, but they did not exchange polite greetings with Zheng Dafeng. It was unnecessary for them to be close friends and fellow-minded people for many years.
If you really want to think about it, the first hilltop of Luolu Mountain was actually still the three of them, but later on they added Chief Zhou, who had a similar odor.
In fact, Chen Lingjun is not involved in the secret lineage of the Zhulou genealogy of Pei Qian and others, and he doesn't know what Yunzi thinks of the ancestor Jingqing who has been involved in it for so many years.
Zheng Dafeng raised his head and glanced at Luopo Mountain. The man nodded slightly, feeling quite proud. The flowers on the green mountain were blooming like embroidered cheeks, as if they were born for my return.
The man smiled again and looked at Cen Yuanji sitting across the table.
When I saw that Sister Cen was unmarried, she was probably infatuated and waiting for Brother Da Feng to come home?
Cen Yuanji nodded in greeting with a straight face.
Zheng Dafeng smiled knowingly, but Miss Cen remained as reserved as ever, always pretending not to care about her.
In the past few years, I have been running back and forth between the Liquor Shop in Feisheng City and the Winter Palace. Every time I drink and miss my hometown, I always think of Miss Cen practicing boxing up and down the mountain.
How could such a touching person be able to teach a loyal man who originally planned to keep his integrity for the rest of his life to change his mind five or six times at a glance.
Chen Pingan asked curiously: "How did you come back?"
A pure martial artist who wants to learn how to become a Qi warrior in the Ascension realm and travel to other worlds. After all, he is using his bare hands and cannot control the natal objects to clear the way, so he has to reach the level of a martial artist in the ultimate realm.
Especially if you want to "wade" in the long river of time without getting lost, it is indeed too harsh for a pure martial artist.
In addition, there is another way to go, which is to obtain exception approval from the Confucian Temple, such as Zhao Yao, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment of Dali, but this is because in addition to belonging to the lineage of literary saints, Zhao Yao can also be regarded as a white man in a certain sense.
There is also an unnamed disciple. It just so happens that the old scholar and Bai Ye both worked together to establish the merits of "creating the world" in the "beginning of Hongmeng" in the colorful world.
And Zheng Dafeng is obviously not on either path.
"The mountain people have their own clever ideas."
Zheng Dafeng smiled and took out a rare item from his sleeve, which was shining like a date stone. It was as long as a finger, but it didn't look like an old thing from the mountain.
Chen Pingan took it into his hand, weighed it a few times, but didn't feel it was heavy, and asked doubtfully: "Is it a shuttle for weaving?"
Zheng Dafeng tried his best again and said with a smile: "What kind of eyesight does the mountain master have? He only saw that this thing is a machine that moves the latitude? You can pour some spiritual energy into it and try it."
When Chen Ping'an poured the spiritual energy into the shuttle like water, a vision appeared in the unsophisticated thing. Within the fine wood grain of the shuttle, there was a flash of rainbow light, like an arrow flying by. If he held his breath and concentrated,
If you look carefully for a long time, you can occasionally see a white horse stepping on the rainbow light of flying arrows, like a bird fluttering on a branch. The white horse ignores the waterway constraints of the "river bed" wood grain and shuttles between the longitude and latitude. What a wonderful sight.
The sun and the moon fly by, time flies by, white horses pass by, and cattle and donkeys walk on the bridge. Is it a talisman token that can ignore the rules of the road and travel through the long river of time at will?
Zheng Dafeng left his hometown in his early years and had an agreement with Old Man Yang. There were arrangements for when and how to return to Haoran Tianxia.
Zheng Dafeng began to brag about how Wang Po was selling melons. He patted the table with his palm and acted like a storyteller, saying: "In ancient times, in the old Yuzhou in the north of Chuzhou, there were many thunderstorms during the day. Over time, it became a big swamp, and the water contained
The true meaning of thunder and lightning. Later, an unknown Taoist Sanxian was boating in Lei Ze, making nets for fishing. He accidentally picked up a shuttle and hung it on the fishing net. When the shuttle came out of the water and appeared in the world, there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
A sudden thunderstorm came, and the shuttle turned into a dragon and ran away, turned into a rainbow, and fled far away without a trace. According to legend, this thing has a very important origin. It was once the Five Thunder Courtyard among the three departments of the Ministry of Thunder in the ancient times. It was specially used to drive away mountains.
It can move lakes, blow sea waves and raise and lower yin and yang. In particular, this object is one of the important tokens used to slay land floods, droughts, and trespassing dragons."
Chen Pingan nodded when he heard this. In ancient Shu, it rained all day and night, and the water was breathable from the sea. Therefore, the wine in the gourd and gourd hung by Chunyang Taoist was brewed from the powerful water of the Chongdan River. In addition, the territory of Yuzhou was often thundered during the day.
Deter thousands of dragons.
Zheng Dafeng encouraged: "Brother Jingqing, why don't you touch and see such a priceless and rare thing?"
Because Chen Ping'an deliberately kept the power of thunder in his palm at this moment, so that it would not pour out. Otherwise, Chen Lingjun, a dragon like Hongxia who is close to the water, just glanced at it, just like an ordinary person looking up at the scorching sun for a long time.
, it really hurts the eyes and makes the face full of tears.
Chen Lingjun was eager to give it a try, but he was cautious about sailing the ten-thousand-year boat. He laughed and said, "Do you think I am a fool? With such a background, it must be very hot to tell you such a mysterious thing."
Xiao Mili said: "Children over there in the town often play the shuttle game."
In the past, when Pei Qian went to school, she, the right guardian of Qilong Lane, would often wait at the door of the school with the left guardian, one on the left and the other as doorkeepers, waiting for Pei Qian to finish school.
On the way back to Qilong Lane, I often see children from the market gathering in the streets, holding long wooden sticks, hitting one end of a short shuttle on the ground, causing the shuttle to fly into the air, and then hitting it with the stick. Whoever flies the farthest shuttle wins.
Children with good eyesight and strong strength can win more than a dozen shuttlecocks as bets. After all, the feather shuttlecocks have to be affixed with a few copper coins, but the short shuttlecocks are made of the most common wood and are worthless, so children from every family
There were all of them. Pei Qian had a lot of shuttles back then, all of which were made of wood by Shirou, the shopkeeper. Her playmate at that time was only Xiaomi Li, so when they played, whenever the shuttle went away, they would let the rider
Long Xiang Zuo Dharmaman took it back, and occasionally Pei Qian would do something bad. He saw the right moment, softly shouted "Go away", and accurately drove the wooden shuttle into the roadside toilet. In fact, he had already awakened and was able to reshape Qi Long Xiang.
One can imagine the mood and expression of Protector Zuo at that time.
So as long as Pei Qian is around, it really doesn't dare to succeed in refining its form.
Zheng Dafeng gave a thumbs up to Xiaomi Li, "I hit the nail on the head. This is the second level of origin of this shuttle, and the reason why it fell into my hands all the way. As expected, the right guardian has good eyesight. I haven't seen it for several years.
See you and be impressed!"
Xiaomi Li grinned, raised his hand and pressed it twice, "It's common knowledge, don't be weird."
Only with Zheng Dafeng and Liu Doudou, Xiao Mili always felt that she was extra clever.
Chen Pingan returned the shuttle to Zheng Dafeng.
Zheng Dafeng carefully put it in his sleeve, gathered his voice into a thread, and whispered to Chen Ping'an: "It's a thing that this little bastard Li Huai got tired of playing when he was a child. In his early years, the little bastard often came to play in the backyard of the drug store. The old man was afraid that Li Huai would feel bored, so he used his own hands.
He made some wonderful objects, including this shuttle. Li Huai never took it seriously. At that time, he wore crotchless pants and shuttled in the backyard every day. When he started playing with it, the backyard suffered. The doors and windows
Those marks made by the shuttle are still there today. Back then, I had to help the master sew window paper every time. This was nothing. Later, Li Huai took it home for fun and couldn't find it.
, and when he came to the door empty-handed, he asked the master to give the whole shuttle a try. Of course, the old man didn't say anything to Li Huai, and immediately went to the utility room to work as a temporary carpenter, chopping wood and shaving wood for the little boy to build a new shuttle.
, I just told me, as an apprentice, to find the things back. If you can’t find them, you don’t have to go back.”
After all, when it comes to Master and Li Huai, even if all the people present are members of the Luopo Mountain family, Zheng Dafeng should not reveal the secret. He is cynical, heartless, and does not mean he has no brains.
What's more, leaving aside the attainments in boxing, when it comes to the superiority of master and disciple, Li Er is nothing, how can he compare with Zheng Dafeng? He married an aunt, and in those years he often blocked the door and scolded his master, almost to the point of scolding his master until he was in tears.
.This woman Zheng Dafeng had to call her sister-in-law. She really dared to scold her. When her senior brother Li Er lost his job at the drug store to make a living, she was not happy. She sat in the drug store, rolled around on the floor, and scolded the old man.
A man who works as a master for his own man is disrespectful and is not a thing. He is an old bachelor with a belly full of tricks. He thinks about picking up ashes all day long. He even thinks about his apprentice’s wife. He either often goes to her yard to squat in the corner at night, or just wants to
He wanted to get Li Er drunk, and then he had to drag her along with a woman to drink with her...
Zheng Dafeng said helplessly: "As a result, I almost made my eyes pop out. I searched all the streets and alleys of the town and finally found the shuttle. You can't even imagine where I left it."
What came out was a roadside latrine, and in that pile of corns, bastard Li Huai was really better at throwing things away than hiding them."
Speaking of this, Zheng Dafeng, who was full of grievances, almost shed tears on the spot. He who respects teachers the most, was almost forced to sever his master-disciple status because of this little thing.
After that, Chen Pingan briefly talked about the current situation of Luolu Mountain.
Wei Bo stood up and left, saying that he had made an appointment with Master Gao to take her to visit Piyun Mountain.
Zheng Dafeng looked at the boy in Tsing Yi out of the corner of his eye. Chen Lingjun immediately understood what he was saying. He secretly raised a palm towards Zheng Dafeng and twisted his wrist like a drinking punch. He gave eight, seven and eight three successively.
The gesture of a number was a message to Brother Dafeng, informing the high-ranking leader of the Hushan Sect, how beautiful and charming they were when viewed from the front, from the side, and from the back.
Everything was said without saying anything. Zheng Dafeng nodded lightly, quite surprised, but it is inevitable for a man to have a little regret. Even if the total score of the three combined does not change, it would be better if it were five, nine, or nine.
Now that Zheng Dafeng knew what was going on, he had no choice but to remind him aloud: "Weishanjun, remember to give me a nice word. It's best for the senior leader to come and sit with me in his spare time. There is no need to deliberately exaggerate the facts.
Just tell her the truth, just say that the owner is elegant and the house is clean, well, I will go dry the bedding."
Wei Bo smiled and agreed.
After that, Nuanshu went up the mountain with rice and was busy, while Zhu Lian went to Yuanmu Peak to cut trees and bamboos and build a mansion and mountain road with his own hands, leaving Chen Lingjun alone to join in the fun.
In fact, the most embarrassing thing was Taoist Master Xianwei.
To be continued...