Chen Pingan breathed out gently, patted his cheek, stood up, and returned to the room at the mountain gate.
Looking from a distance, the light on the table shines through the window.
Chen Ping'an subconsciously wanted to speed up his pace, then suddenly slowed down and burst into laughter.
After the age of four, there was never a time to "go home". There would be lights waiting for him in the ancestral home on Mud Ping Lane. After becoming a teenager, he broke his vow and became an apprentice in the dragon kiln and earned some copper coins. But how could he not go out every time?
Turn off the lights and let the lamp oil decrease? Today is the time to go out, and you have already forgotten to turn off the lights. What can you do if you rush to the house now? Blow it out? But you are not sleepy at the moment, and you are destined to stay up all night to read, and then light the lamp.
?So what’s the point of turning off the lights and lighting them up?
Chen Ping'an simply walked slowly, entered the house, closed the door, sat behind the desk, and continued to look through the files of the Incense Room and the genealogy of the Ancestral Hall of each island, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps.
If your mind is not calm, don't practice boxing yet. As for monks refining qi, don't even think about it.
When Chen Ping'an was in Ouhua Blessed Land, he knew that no matter how much he practiced boxing when he was confused, it was meaningless. So at that time, he often went to the small temple near Zhuangyuan Lane and chatted with the old monk who didn't like to talk about Buddhism.
What's more, Chen Ping'an can't lift his spirit now. It's more complicated than a restless mind. Those spirits are like falling to the bottom of a well and bound by huge rocks. How can he lift them up?
It's just that this state of mind can be regarded as calm in another sense.
Chen Ping'an closed the poorly kept yellowed files, picked up the ordinary small carving knife that the shopkeeper had given him when he bought the hosta at the shop in the capital of the Sui Dynasty, and gently drew a dotted line on the table with the handle of the knife.
After thinking about it, Chen Ping'an took out a piece of rice paper that he had cut to the size of a book cover, drew a straight line with a pen, and wrote "Gu Can made a big mistake" and "Gu Can is doing good" at the beginning and end respectively, in larger fonts.
Then between "wrong" and "good", he wrote in small regular script "Shu Jianhu and local customs". When Chen Ping'an was about to write the law of a country, he erased the previous seven words. Not only did
In this way, Chen Pingan also erased "Gu Can Xiangshan" together, and in the middle of the line, with a slight gap, wrote the two words "know the mistake" and "correct the mistake", and soon gave it to Chen Pingan.
Smudge it out.
Finally, Chen Ping'an crumpled the paper into a ball, but instead of throwing it into the bamboo basket, he put it into a square inch object.
Chen Pingan put his hands on his sleeves, leaned back on the chair, turned off the lights, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep. The next time he opened his eyes, it was already dawn.
I often linger for a thousand years in the middle of the night, but I am afraid that I will be a hundred years old in one day.
Chen Pingan stood up, without stretching his hands and feet, his muscles and bones loosened on their own, making a series of creaking sounds. Chen Pingan walked out of the house and planned to walk around Qingxia Island. Qingxia Island is the largest island in Shujian Lake. It is estimated that it will take a long time to walk down.
It took a long time. Now, a young monk from Qingxia Island was responsible for his food, clothing, housing and transportation in the house. Chen Pingan went to say hello to an old monk who lived nearby and guarded the mountain gate. When he saw the young monk, he said
No need to send food boxes here today.
The old man is a monk in the cave realm, so he quickly agreed.
Chen Pingan suddenly smiled and said: "I guess she will prepare it. If I am not here, she will not dare to enter the house without permission. So, let her deliver today's three meals to you for Senior Zhang to enjoy."
Enjoy your food, just eat with all your heart. Senior Zhang told me a lot of old things about Qingxia Island, so I take it as a reward."
The old monk said anxiously: "Mr. Chen, I won't lose my life because of greed, right?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No."
The old monk was still not feeling very happy. He had seen so many ups and downs on Qingxia Island that he couldn't help but be as timid as a mouse. "Mr. Chen, please don't try to trick me. I know that Mr. Chen has good intentions. See you."
I am a bad old man who lives in poverty, so he helped me improve the food. But those delicacies are exclusively provided in the Spring Court Mansion. If Mr. Chen leaves Qingxia Island in two days, there will be some jealous bad guys hiding in the dark.
Yes, but you have to wear small shoes for me."
Chen Ping'an said: "Then leave all the Spring Ting Mansion food boxes with Senior Zhang, and I will pick them up later."
The old monk smiled and said: "It is safer this way."
After Chen Ping'an left, the old monk complained that this young man didn't know how to behave. If he really wanted to pity himself, wouldn't he say hello to the Spring Court House? Who would dare to embarrass him then? This accountant is so hypocritical.
Pai, every day he plays tricks in that room, and in Shujian Lake, the old monk has seen this kind of pretense and fame-seeking method too many times, and he will not live long.
The old monk's grumbling was like a flood bursting a bank. He began to complain that that guy had lost a lot of money after he settled here at the mountain gate. He no longer dared to embarrass some of the monks in the lower fifth realm and privately deduct one or two snowflakes.
Qian, when he met some graceful junior female nuns, he didn't dare to indulge in his mouth and hand addiction as usual. After talking about naughty things, he secretly pinched their buttocks.
I thought that if I could get close to this accountant gentleman and become familiar with each other, I might be able to get a blessing in disguise. From then on, I would take the route of Chun Ting Mansion. I didn’t dare to say that I would become a successful yamen in Qingxia Island.
?I never thought that the accountant was an incompetent boss. If he allowed him to resort to all kinds of tricks to please him, he would either not be able to understand what he was saying, or he would pretend to be stupid and crazy.
It's really hateful to only look down on Lu Caisang's favored men who are good friends with Gu Motou, but to look down on him who has no future in the cave realm like himself.
Chen Pingan walked slowly, taking detours to climb mountains. He walked to the gates of the immortal mansions dedicated to monks on Qingxia Island, and then returned the same way. When he returned to the main gate of Qingxia Island, it was already dusk.
.
Chen Pingan looked from a distance. The young female monk from the Spring Court House, who was said to be the personal maid of Mother Gu Can, was standing tall and graceful at the door of the house with a fine food box in both hands. The old monk who was the gatekeeper bowed her head and accompanied her.
, as if to apologize.
Chen Ping'an walked quickly, took the food box from the young female cultivator, thanked him, and gave birth to a girl from Chun Ting Mansion with an oval face and white skin. She gave a blessing to Mr. Chen and said
Without saying anything more, he left slowly.
Chen Pingan returned to the house, opened the food box, put all the dishes on the table, along with two large bowls of rice, picked up the chopsticks, and chewed slowly.
Finally, I put away the dishes and chopsticks again, put them back into the food box one by one, and closed them.
Matters of life and death, right and wrong, do not require reasons or excuses. If Gu Can can convince himself in his heart, it can be erased like those words on paper.
It was precisely Gu Can's refusal to admit his mistakes and not accept them as mistakes that formed a knot in Chen Pingan's heart.
Since he can't give up on Gu Can, and he won't deny the fundamental right and wrong in Chen Pingan's heart because of local customs, and deny those truths that have reached the level of the mud bottle alley and cannot be lower, Chen Pingan wants to move forward.
The first step is to try to correct mistakes and make amends. Chen Pingan himself must take a step back and admit that he is "not right enough". Putting aside all the truth, he should change a path and improve what he is thinking while walking. In the final analysis
, I still hope Gu Can can realize his mistake.
Taking ten thousand steps back, there is only the sky that cannot be climbed, and the sky is immortality. There is no mountain that cannot be passed, and the mountains are the various inner feelings in the world.
Chen Ping'an wants to face these inner feelings, his own, those of the dead, those of those who are dead, and those of those who are still alive. These human sufferings are destined to wear out the eternal sword in his heart.
Making a mistake has two consequences: either you make it all the way to the end, or you correct it step by step. The former can feel relaxed and comfortable for a while or even a lifetime. The worst thing is that before you die, if you say "die, you will die," you will not lose in this life.
, people in the world also like to say that after eighteen years, you will be a good man again. The latter will be particularly hard-working, and the hard work may not necessarily please you.
Ten people plant poplars and one person pulls them up, but no poplars will grow.
Chen Pingan wanted to try to verify the pros and cons of this sentence first. As for whether it was right or wrong, no matter what the final result was, he would put aside the truth in the book.
During this period.
All Chen Pingan could do at the moment was to ask Gu Can to restrain himself a little and stop going on a killing spree without restraint.
He and Gu Can talked so much that Chen Pingan finally felt like he had finished speaking for a lifetime. Fortunately, although Gu Can was unwilling to admit his mistake, in his mind, Chen Pingan was not an ordinary person, so he was willing to put down his domineering arrogance.
, I dare not follow the mentality of "I just like killing people now" and continue to go too far. After all, in Gu Can's eyes, he wants to invite Chen Ping'an to the new home of Chunting Mansion every now and then to meet their mother.
The two of them and the little loach were sitting at the same dining table to eat, and Gu Can had to pay something. This kind of transaction-like rule was very practical, and it made sense in Shujian Lake, and could even be said to be unimpeded.
So next, Chen Ping'an and Tian Hujun asked for a Qingxia Island jade plaque, hung it on his waist, and started walking around Qingxia Island the next day, chatting with people.
On the day when the heroes of Gongliu Island gathered to elect the "king of the rivers and lakes", Chen Ping'an even borrowed a ferry from Qingxia Island, put on his golden robe again, carried the sword on his back, and began to fight alone with Qingxia Island.
The identity of the enshrinement of the island, and the family practitioner who claimed to like to write landscape travel notes, used this funny identity that has never appeared in the history of Shujian Lake to travel to the many islands in the lawless places of Shujian Lake.
According to the map of the rivers and lakes given by Mr. Tianhu, we first started to visit more than ten vassal islands in Qingxia Island. After Mr. Tianhu became a monk, he justifiably opened up the Meixian Island as a residence, and every time the bright moon shines, the ridges are like
The island of snow-white fish scales.
When Chen Ping'an worked day and night to visit these islands, it was already three days later and he wrote down some names that were not on the incense room files.
The Gongliu Island in Shujian Lake is still quarreling, and three camps are vaguely divided. Many island forces support Liu Zhimao of Qingxia Island as the new co-leader of the rivers and lakes, and try their best to insist that Zhenjun Jiejiang "is not worthy of the position".
Looking at the island owners, these island owners and the vassal forces have an extremely firm stance. Even if Liu Zhimao sits on the leader's chair of the Jianghu Monarch, they will not recognize them. If they can, they will continue to kill them one by one on the island. The last camp
, the island owner who is just sitting back and watching the fight between tigers may be a grassroots who can act according to the prevailing situation, or he may have a secret alliance secretly and it is temporarily inconvenient to make his position clear.
What's interesting is that every time those island owners who oppose Liu Zhimao speak, as if they have made an appointment in advance, they like to say weird things about Zhenjiang Zhenjun, although he is highly virtuous and respected, and so on.
In Shujian Lake, the term "morality and respectability" seems to be harsher and more poignant than any curse words.
On this day, Chen Pingan drove the ferry by himself and came to an island called Zhuchai Island. It was far away from Qingxia Island. The island was not big and there were few monks and disciples of the sect. Therefore, this time for the Gongliu Island Alliance meeting, whether to go to Gongliu Island or not.
The island owner, caught between two choices, did not go to Gongliu Island to occupy a place like many other small island owners. Instead, he chose to stay on the island and not get involved in the battle of Shujian Lake that was very likely to determine the outcome.
A grand event for the next hundred years.
When Chen Ping'an stopped the boat and docked, there was already standing at the ferry a plump, scantily clad woman with a high bun and a plump figure and a square forehead.
Chen Pingan has already guessed the identity of this female cultivator in Longmen Realm. According to legend, this woman whose real name is Liu Chongrun was once a royal family member of a ruined dynasty in the central Aquarius Continent. The last little emperor was called aunt by this woman.
The woman carried it to the throne of the dragon chair. The unofficial history of the barnyard official in Chishui City said that the young emperor was young and ignorant at the time. He even smiled and patted the huge dragon chair under his buttocks, asking his aunt to sit with him. Then this woman
To be continued...