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The Fan family's Osmanthus Island cross-continental ferry will depart in six days, and the Sun family's mountain turtles have already taken the lead in traveling to sea. Chen Ping'an wanted to see the mountain turtles with his own eyes, but he thought there were so many people in Old Dragon City recently.
With confused eyes, Zheng Dafeng had just broken through again and caused a huge commotion, so he told himself not to cause trouble to others, and drank this curiosity together with the drink.
In the next two days, the young man from the Fan family came to Chenchen Pharmacy every day, carrying osmanthus wine and asking for martial arts lessons from Zheng Dafeng. Although Zheng Dafeng was not a serious person, when talking about martial arts, he was completely different from the other two, although his words were still a bit fancy.
Yes, but Chen Pingan was listening and felt that it was indeed of great help to the Fan family boy in his current martial arts breakthrough. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a golden and good advice. But what Zheng Dafeng said was of little use to Chen Pingan. In the end, in his heart
On the contrary, I still have some doubts.
Zheng Dafeng didn't mind Chen Pingan listening to these little fights about the bottleneck of the three realms. He even wished that Chen Pingan would come out and teach the Fan family boys by words and deeds. Then he would be happy and relaxed, and he could run forward.
Shop, to relieve the worries of the sisters. Unfortunately, Chen Pingan only listened but did not speak, pretending to be stupid and crazy, as if he was not proud of his martial arts realm at all. This made Zheng Dafeng even more resentful. Look, an old monk who has entered Dingding,
How can a young man who is still stable as a Taoist man be liked by the unruly Zheng Dafeng?
If Chen Ping'an hadn't been most of his preachers, and if he hadn't been able to drink a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine every day, Zheng Dafeng would have told Chen Ping'an to pack up and get out of here, quickly leave this spring-filled medicine shop, and move to the Fan family's mansion.
While I am your honored guest, I can just pull my own skin and show off my power.
That day, after Fan Er listened to Zheng Dafeng's explanation of his doubts, the man had already hurriedly went to the shop to tease the woman. The young man started chatting with Chen Pingan, and the two peers sat under the eaves to enjoy the cool air.
Compared with Sun Jiashu, who is already the head of the family and has heavy responsibilities, Sun Jiashu's words and deeds are impeccable, making people feel like spring breeze. Young Fan Er is much more immature, but he is not the kind of naive who is completely unaware of the sufferings of the people.
He is smart, cheerful and straightforward, and has an excellent upbringing. His parents are probably big-hearted, and this can be seen in the matter of choosing his name.
Whenever the boy talks about his sister Fan Junmao, he is full of admiration. You must know that he and his sister have the same father, not to mention that he was born in a wealthy family, but Fan Er is very fond of the "aunt" who is the housewife of the Fan family.
", is also very close to me. I always say that my biological mother pampers me too much, which is good, but she is worried that I will not grow up. My aunt has always doted on me, but she also follows the rules, knows right and wrong, and is enlightened by reading.
Now, if you are successful in martial arts, if you do well in dealing with others, your aunt will praise you and tell you what is good about you. But if you do something wrong, your aunt will treat you as an adult and will never scold or scold you, but talk to you calmly and calmly.
He was reasonable, so Fan Er respected this lady from the bottom of his heart.
Young Fan Er is willing to talk about the joys and sorrows unique to young people to Chen Ping'an, a young man from Dali whom he has just met.
Chen Pingan quietly listened to Fan Er's story, and he listened with great interest. At first, Fan Er was afraid that Chen Pingan would be annoying. Later, when he saw that Chen Pingan really liked Chen Pingan, Fan Er couldn't help but drink a few more sips of wine.
Chen Ping'an later told Fan Er many things about his hometown of Longquan, including his work as a kiln worker, burning charcoal, and going up mountains and rivers.
Fan Er's questions that followed were often very unreasonable, "Chen Ping'an, do you still want to eat dirt? Is it as delicious as rice? No matter, as long as you can bear the hunger! Otherwise, you can teach me which kind of dirt is better."
Eat some, and before I am punished and starved at home, I will grab a big bag of dirt on the way to the ancestral hall!"
"Can you make a piece of porcelain by yourself from beginning to end? Chen Ping'an, when I have an adult ceremony in the future, you must give me a piece of porcelain. A small thing like a wine glass and tea cup will be fine. No need.
It’s too particular. Just have a rough shape that can make people recognize it. I can show off to people and say that my friend made it with his own hands. They will be disappointed and jealous to death.”
"What is a patio? What should I do when it's windy, rainy, and snowy? Can I raise fish, turtles, shrimps, and crabs in the pond facing the patio?"
Chen Ping'an answered Fan Er one by one, and finally smiled and said something that made Fan Er the happiest, "I have a good friend named Liu Xianyang, who is very promising now. He has gone to a place as far away as Posu Island by himself to set up traps.
He taught me how to make bows and arrows, and I will introduce you two to each other later."
Fan Er was just there pecking at the rice, his face filled with anticipation.
He has already begun to think about how Chen Pingan and Liu Xianyang will come to visit one day in the future, how to arrange their accommodation, what wine and food they will drink every day, and where they will go to Laolong City...
After that, Fan Er didn't come to Chenchen Pharmacy for a whole day.
In the dusk that day, the drug store closed early. Chen Ping'an and Zheng Dafeng were in the main room in the backyard, eating a table of meals cooked by a woman. Zheng Dafeng wanted to use his beauty to make the sister not charge.
So that he could gain face in front of Chen Ping'an, but the woman refused to recognize her relatives, so she made it clear that a copper coin was indispensable.
Zheng Dafeng held chopsticks in one hand and a cup in the other, eating and drinking at the same time. He asked casually: "How interesting are you chatting with the boys from the Fan family all day long?"
Chen Pingan chewed the food slowly and put down his chopsticks, "Interesting."
Zheng Dafeng sneered, but in the end he couldn't help but take the initiative to speak, "I left Lizhu Cave in such a short time, and you caught so many treasures? How did you get it? Tell me? Did you step on shit all the way and get lucky?
of?"
Chen Pingan retorted, "I'm not familiar with you."
Zheng Dafeng squinted and said, "You're already familiar with Fan Er?"
Chen Ping'an said: "I'm more familiar with you."
Zheng Dafeng grinned, "The old man is willing to sell you the first grade of junior high school that he has treasured for a long time. He is really treating you well."
Chen Ping'an didn't refute anything this time.
Since Po Gong spoke first, Zheng Dafeng didn't want to lose face and asked again, "Have you parted ways with that smart guy Sun Jiashu?"
Chen Pingan nodded.
Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "This grandson is very rich, why don't you try to save him? Become friends with him, even if you are a fair-weather friend, then when you come to Old Dragon City, I will take care of your boy's food and drink."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "That's it."
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Pingan added: "Sun Jiashu is not a bad person, but he is not kind enough in some things. If I were a businessman, I would not dare to do big business with him. Because people like him have an estimate for everyone.
Sun Jiashu knows exactly how much it is worth and when to do business. In the end, no matter how good the relationship is, it is just business. Who can guarantee that he will not sell people to make money? But I may be wrong.
I have misunderstood him, but no matter what, what happens to Sun Jiashu has nothing to do with me."
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "He is not as simple as you think, and certainly not as bad as you think. This person will be great in the future. You missed him today, which is not only Sun Jiashu's loss, but also your kid's loss. If you
If you don’t believe it, let’s wait and see.”
Chen Ping'an asked: "You mean the financial loss?"
Zheng Dafeng put one leg on the bench, "Otherwise? The world is bustling, what are you trying to do? Fame, not money? Cultivation, not money? It's all money."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's just money, so it doesn't matter."
Zheng Dafeng knew what Chen Pingan meant. He was reluctant to give up money, but he was also willing to give up money. It seemed contradictory, but in fact it was not contradictory. In the final analysis, the path for everyone, especially for practitioners, lies in the balance of the left and right feet. As long as it is done
At this point, even if you jump forward, you can still reach the top of the mountains.
They once walked side by side and then went their separate ways. This does not necessarily mean that Chen Ping'an and Sun Jiashu are superior or inferior. They are good or bad. They just go on different paths.
In fact, Zheng Dafeng had a thorough understanding of the character of the young man in front of him, but it was just the arsenic of man and the sweetness of frost. Li Er liked it, but he didn't like it. He didn't like it, but he didn't like it. He had to admit that Chen Ping'an could
There is a way to reach today step by step. Furthermore, how many people in the world can be his evangelist Zheng Dafeng?
The old man can do it, but he doesn't want to. He only recognizes the master-disciple relationship and doesn't want to think more about the word Tao.
Chen Ping'an may not be willing, but there are no coincidences in the world, it's just so interesting.
Zheng Dafeng couldn't help but think of some distant scenes, some of which he had seen up close and personal, and some of which were still a little far away for the time being. The man felt a little lazy and boring, and decided to end this scene with a table of salty and salty food.
During the conversation, he said: "I will repay you the five cents I owe you before you get on Osmanthus Island. It must be fair. This time I break the situation, I will also settle the bill with you. Since the old man didn't make it clear about the guardian.
, I don’t think I’m your protector, so I’ll just pretend it’s not the case, at least with you Chen Ping’an.”
Chen Pingan had no objection and nodded in agreement.
Zheng Dafeng picked up the old cigarette stick and started to smoke. After smoking for a long time, it became a natural habit and he felt it was pretty good. No wonder the old man liked it.
Zheng Dafeng's eyes were in a trance.
When he broke through the sea of ​​clouds, Zheng Dafeng almost accomplished the feat of breaking through two realms in one day. Then Zheng Dafeng saw a scene above the sea of ​​clouds.
Let him give up the idea.
In the nineties of a pure martial artist, one has to hit the Tianmen, and the Tianmen will naturally be seen. This is not surprising, but Zheng Dafeng firmly believes that the Tianmen he sees is absolutely different from any martial arts senior who has reached the tenth level.
That heavenly gate has indeed appeared.
But there is more than just Tianmen.
Zheng Dafeng saw a divine general with a vague face on a large pillar of the Tianmen, wearing a pair of solemn armor like frost and snow. The general was nailed to the pillar of the Tianmen with a sword, and his blood was golden.
Painted all over the sky pillars.
Zheng Dafeng looked up at the miserable corpse.
For a moment, it was as if the corpse of the god general came to life and was staring at Zheng Dafeng. The god general's lips moved slightly, as if he was saying a word.
Walk!
At that moment, Zheng Dafeng was almost about to have his liver and gallbladder burst, his soul to be scattered, and even worse, he was about to become a wretch who fell into trouble just after breaking through.
The appearance of Fu Qi at that time helped Zheng Dafeng break away from that bondage, and at this moment, Chen Ping'an's question broke Zheng Dafeng's thoughts.
"Zheng Dafeng, I was beaten out of my third realm by punch after punch. Since Fan Er is not good at fighting in the third realm, why don't you help him?"
To be continued...