The sun was setting on this day, and the sky was covered with golden carp spots, just like a huge golden carp swimming in the sky, and its whole body could not be seen in the world.
The director of the Qingxia Island Fishing House, a very senior monk in the Longmen Realm, personally took a timid young man off the boat and landed, and together they walked towards the mountain gate.
The Qi practitioner at the Qingxia Island Fishing House is similar to the Niangan Lang of the Great Li Dynasty. The old monk is named Zhang Jie, a very rosy and weird name, but he is the real confidant of Jiejiang Zhenjun Liu Zhimao. Zhang Jie was the first to follow Liu Zhimao.
There is no one among Zhimao's monks. At that time, Liu Zhimao was just a wild cultivator in the sea-viewing realm, but Zhang Jing was a serious genealogy master, and he was already in the sea-viewing realm at that time. The story here, Qingxia Island
The older generation can talk about having several drinks.
The boy's name is Zeng Ye. He is a good seedling just discovered on Maoyue Island. He is naturally suitable for ghost practice. However, good aptitude does not mean he will have a good future in Shujian Lake. Without the success of the Qingxia Island fishing house,
If you put a finger in it, young Zeng Ye will be used by the island owner to raise Gu spirits and cultivate ghost fetuses. The young man's early career will surely rise rapidly, as if he is truly the proud son of heaven who Maoyue Island has devoted all his efforts to cultivate. In fact, when Zeng Ye reaches the fifth grade
On the day when he reaches this state, his soul will be torn apart. At that time, the young man will know what it means to have misfortune and good fortune.
Zhang Jing is a monk with a dull temperament. He doesn't really like chatting with anyone. Even with Liu Zhimao, Zhang Jing also doesn't say much, but the matter is so important that he has to remind him again: "Zeng Ye, our place
I am dedicated to Mr. Chen. You have heard of many of his deeds. He is a very powerful man. He lives near the mountain gate now. When you meet Mr. Chen later, don’t deliberately say good things to me and Qingxia Island.
, everything is told truthfully. On Maoyue Island, you yourself heard with your own ears the plan that your master and ancestor confessed to me, so in the final analysis, your little life was actually saved by Mr. Chen. Furthermore, I know you
What are you worried about? Did you just come out of the dragon pool and enter the tiger's den again? I might as well tell you directly. This Mr. Chen will definitely not harm you. You will only die miserably on Maoyue Island, but when you come to our Qingxia Island, you will die miserably.
This is a real opportunity to practice Taoism. To be honest, even I envy you. In the Immortal Family Cave, even those Immortal Masters who are direct descendants of the Ancestral Hall will not have such good luck as you."
Zeng Ye has a weak temperament. He was scared out of his wits on Maoyue Island and was heartbroken by his master. At this moment, he was still a little lost. He just kept nodding his head, thinking that no matter how bad the situation was, it would not be able to damage Maoyue Island.
Zhang Jing was silent for a moment and said slowly: "After you have achieved great success, don't forget your roots too much. After all, it was us on Qingxia Island who pulled you out of the pit of fire. No matter where you follow Mr. Chen to enjoy happiness in the future, you still have to think about it."
I miss the life-saving kindness of Qingxia Island. Zeng Ye, what do you think?"
Zeng Ye swallowed his saliva and said, "I understand, I will never forget your great kindness, Lord Immortal."
Zhang Ding smiled and said, "I only heard you say these words once. I will keep them in my heart from now on. Don't always talk about it. Talking about it is like a jar of wine. One sip today and another sip tomorrow."
, it will hit the bottom soon, and I won’t take it seriously anymore.”
Zeng Ye was just an orphan brought back to Maoyue Island by his master from the market of Shihao Country. His master was blind and could only see a few clues. However, it was the Longmen Realm Patriarch of Maoyue Island who had a unique discernment and caught Zeng Ye at a glance.
He planned to use the evil secret method of the ghost way to drain the vitality of Zeng Ye's bones and raise two or three Yin spirits and ghosts in the fifth realm. The ancestor of Maoyue Island previously confessed in front of Zeng Ye that if his family had
Qingxia Island's rich heritage is not so squandered. It is impossible to say that Zeng Ye will grow into the first Jindan Immortal on Maoyue Island. It is true that there is not so much immortal money to waste.
Zeng Ye naturally felt a chill running down his spine and a chill in his heart.
With almost everything that needs to be said and done, Zhang Ye led Zeng Ye to the door, knocked on the door gently, "Mr. Chen, I have brought you the suitable candidate."
Zeng Ye suddenly felt a huge panic in his heart, as if he was being submerged by the tide, and his legs became weak.
As the old god said, how could he not be afraid of jumping from one fire pit into another?
Then the young man Zeng Ye met the man named Chen Pingan for the first time in his life.
The door was opened.
Although Zeng Ye is only fourteen years old, he is as tall as a young man, so he can clearly see the man's face without looking up.
The man wore a thick blue cotton robe with a white jade hairpin on his head. He had a slender figure and a thin face.
He is not like an old immortal like Zhang Jing, nor is he like a noble prince like Lu Caisang or Yuan Yuan.
Then the man smiled and said: "Hello, my name is Chen Pingan, how about you?"
Zeng Ye wanted to speak, but his whole body was tense, his limbs were stiff, his lips were moving slightly, and he was unable to say even a single word.
Zhang Jing had no choice but to answer the accountant's question on his behalf, "Mr. Chen, his name is Zeng Ye, Ye Ting's Ye is a poor guy I picked out from Maoyue Island. I echo Mr. Chen's words."
The requirements are that the aptitude root bone is naturally suitable for the practice of ghosts, and is the first choice for the possession of yin objects and the habitat of ghosts. If both parties walk together in the world, not only will the young man's original energy not be depleted, but it will promote his practice."
Chen Ping'an nodded, then smiled at Zeng Ye and said, "I know a little bit about a side method of weighing. All you need to do is stand still, and I'll try to see how strong your backbone is."
Zeng Ye stayed where he was, showing no reaction.
Chen Ping'an didn't take action for a long time.
Zhang Jing patted Zeng Ye gently and said with a smile: "I can't speak anymore, now I can't even nod?"
Zeng Ye gave Zhang Zhen a pat on the shoulder, and he finally came back to life and nodded vigorously.
Chen Ping'an grabbed the young man's shoulder and lifted it gently. Zeng Tie raised his toes but did not leave the ground.
After Chen Pingan let go, he nodded and said: "It's not particularly heavy. I will pay attention to the signs of your soul from now on. If there is anything wrong at all, I won't let you hold on."
Zeng Ye still didn't speak. He didn't dare to speak and didn't know what to say.
It's like losing my soul again.
After all, on that gloomy Maoyue Island, even before being struck down by the ancestor, he was used to being bullied by the group of disciples. For an old god from Qingxia Island like Zhang Qi, who seemed to be even more powerful than the old god,
What's more, this young immortal, who was even more incredible, was already doing his best without anyone to support him.
Zhang Jing said helplessly: "Mr. Chen, is this young man's temperament too bad? Otherwise, I will go look around Shujian Lake again?"
Chen Ping'an had actually been paying attention to Zeng Ye's face and eyes. He shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I think it's pretty good."
Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief, it was considered a business end.
There is no lion on Maoyue Island who dares to open his mouth, but he will not give it away for nothing. This is the unwritten rule of Shujian Lake. Either Qingxia Island comes to the door, directly robs people, and annexes Maoyue Island together, let alone
Zeng Ye, all the people and property on Maoyue Island can be obtained for free, but since Qingxia Island has chosen to be harmonious and make money, it must act like a business, so it is not a bad idea for Zhang Qi to open one on Maoyue Island.
After finding a fair price, I gave the fairy money without haggling.
Chen Ping'an was no stranger to this and asked: "What price was offered on Maoyue Island?"
Zhang Jing hesitated for a moment and then said slowly: "According to the Patriarch of Maoyue Island, to be conservative, one Zeng Ye can eventually raise a ghost fetus, one Yin spirit each. Within twenty years, it will be equivalent to at least two Dongfu realm monks.
After considering the cost of cultivating Zengye to the middle five realms, Maoyue Island offered ten Grain Rain coins."
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "When it comes to my side, I have to add all the manpower expenses of Mr. Zhang and the Qingxia Island fishing house. Then count it as fifteen grain rain coins and record it in the Qingxia Island account first, and then go back
I will pay it together with other expenses."
Zhang Ding nodded and said, "No problem."
Be it Gu Can, the demon king in the world, Lu Caisang from Guming Island, or Yuan Yuan from Oriole Island, the current group of top young students are all very different from the older generation Shu Jian Hu Yexiu. Everyone considers breaking the old rules as a crime.
Joy, as the foundation of hope that gathers people's hearts.
Zhang Ding didn't dare to say that they must be wrong. After all, he would smile at these little brats when he saw them, but in the end, Zhang Ding felt uncomfortable in his heart.
It's just that today's young people who don't follow any rules seem to be doing better, which makes old people like Zhang Jian a little helpless.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an's actions made Zhang Ding feel good about him.
Otherwise, with the prestige that this person has accumulated in Shujian Lake, he doesn't even pay for a piece of snow. Is he different from Qingxia Island and he has to hold his nose to recognize it?
But this good impression is of no use.
When Zhang Qing thought of this, he became even more upset. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of a reason.
That's it for Shujian Lake.
He was a monk in the Longmen Realm with no hope of success. He no longer had any extravagant hopes for forming pills. Liu Zhimao had done everything he had to do in private, and he was extremely benevolent and righteous. In Shujian Lake, where everyone was working hard and full of vitality, Zhang Jing was no different from the market in the dying years.
The old man, and compared to the latter, the Qi Practitioner has a more acute perception of the decay of his body and the withering of his soul. The feeling of dying as if he was buried inch by inch in the earth. If it weren't for Zhang Qi's generous heart and poor temperament.
Extreme and extreme, otherwise he would have done something crazy a long time ago. Anyway, Shujian Lake, where he is seeking death for doing evil and doing good, has many ways to vent his anger.
The young man Zeng Ye settled in Qingxia Island.
In the room next to Chen Pingan.
When the Maoyue Island boy closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed, he felt as if he was in another world.
After not sleeping for a solid night, he fell asleep in a daze. He didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning the next day. After Zeng Ye opened his eyes, he looked at the very unfamiliar residence with a blank look on his face. He finally remembered that he was not Maoyue Island now.
I was a monk. I thought about it over and over again and kept emboldening myself. As soon as I walked out of the house, I saw a guy wearing a dark blue python robe sitting at the door next door. He was eating melon seeds on a small bamboo chair and turned to look at him.
.
Zeng Ye was so frightened that he turned around and ran back to the house to hide under the quilt.
Gu Can asked: "Are you Zeng Ye? Are you from Maoyue Island?"
Sweat was already forming on Zeng Ye's forehead.
This little devil caused a bloody storm in Shujian Lake. Although Zeng Ye had never seen him in person, he had only seen Gu Can's appearance in the Liuxu Island residence newspaper, but the contents of those residence newspapers and Maoyue Island
The monk's demeanor and tone when he mentioned Gu Can was still fresh in Zeng Ye's memory. He originally thought that he would never have the chance to see Gu Can in this life, but Zeng Ye didn't want to see him, otherwise it would probably be Gu Can who took that big loach.
It was the day of Ping Mao Yue Island.
Gu Can said angrily: "It turns out he is a fool."
How could Zeng Ye dare to talk back?
Gu Can didn't even slap his own head to pieces. Zeng Ye almost wanted to kneel down to thank him.
The solemn atmosphere that almost made Zeng Ye feel suffocated suddenly disappeared.
It turned out that the man in the green cotton robe walked to the door.
He said to Gu Can: "You are now weak in body and bones. You are in a state of prosperity and decline. You are more likely to be penetrated by cold and evil energy than ordinary people in the city. You should return to the Spring Court Palace to cultivate as soon as possible."
Gu Can nodded, looked at the small pile of melon seeds left in his hand, and handed them to Chen Pingan, "Then I'm leaving."
Chen Ping'an took the melon seeds, picked one up and started to eat it, and said: "When Tanxue can return to the shore, you ask her to come to me. I have something for her."
Gu Can smiled brightly and said, "Okay."
After Gu Can left, Chen Pingan handed the melon seeds in his hand to Zeng Ye, who quickly shook his head.
Chen Pingan turned around and moved a chair into the room, handed it to Zeng Ye, and sat on Gu Can's original bamboo chair.
Zeng Ye put his butt on the chair nervously, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.
Chen Pingan chewed melon seeds and said with a smile: "You may need to stay with me, as short as two or three years, or as long as seven or eight years. You can usually call me Mr. Chen. It doesn't matter how precious my name is.
No, it’s just that you shouted, it’s inappropriate. People all over Qingxia Island are staring at this. You might as well stay like you are now, don’t change, watch more and talk less. As for doing things, except for the things I told you, you
There’s no need to do more for the time being, and it’s best not to do more. If you don’t understand it now, it doesn’t matter.”
Zeng Ye nodded silently.
Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"
Zeng Ye wanted to speak but stopped.
Chen Pingan said: "Zeng Ye, let me tell you one more thing. Here, you don't have to be afraid of saying the wrong thing. You can say whatever you think."
Zeng Ye then said: "I am not afraid of ghosts. I have been able to see dirty things since I was a child. I followed Master to Maoyue Island. There are many masters, brothers and sisters there who raise ghosts."
Chen Pingan asked casually: "Do you hate your master?"
Zeng Ye pursed his lips and stopped talking. He was a simple and honest young man with a sad face and a hint of stubbornness.
Chen Pingan nodded: "That's a bit hateful, but more sad, right? And after thinking about it, it seems that Master is not a bad person. If it weren't for him, he might have died long ago, so whether it is towards Master,
I still want to treat Maoyue Island as my family and my true home."
Zeng Ye lowered his head, hummed, and said vaguely with tears in his eyes: "I know I'm stupid. I'm sorry, Mr. Chen. I will definitely not be able to help you much in the future. I may make mistakes more often. Then you can beat me and scold me."
, I recognize them all.”
Chen Pingan was chewing melon seeds, looking into the distance, and said softly: "Is this stupid? I don't think so."
Zeng Ye was so sad that he failed to listen clearly, and then he remembered that when he was sitting next to a Qingxia Island worshiper, he should have listened to all the golden rules. Zeng Ye felt more and more that he was worthless and deserved to suffer.
Chen Pingan said: "But I'm not telling you, Zeng Ye, you are too timid. It's true. When I was as old as you, I was on my own. When I meet the so-called big shots, I never feel guilty.
Scared."
Chen Pingan finished crushing the melon seeds, rubbed his stubbled chin with the palm of his hand, and laughed at himself: "It's a bit shameless to talk like this. Well, I might as well go back to Zizhu Island and ask for another pole of bamboo to make myself a bamboo knife. Add
Take that big imitation Quhuang that I bought from Yuanwei Street, and learn from my own great disciple. It’s okay to use wrong swords and scare people.”
Zeng Ye realized it later and said now: "How can I compare with Mr. Chen?"
Chen Pingan smiled and stood up, "Are you literate? If you can, I will teach you two secret techniques first. Your rank is not too high. If you practice well, you will be no worse than you were on Maoyue Island."
Zeng Ye quickly stood up and said, "If you are literate, you will always be scolded by the master for being stupid."
Chen Pingan held up a chair and said, "It doesn't matter. If you encounter anything you don't understand, just ask me."
Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold and turned around to look. Zeng Ye followed cautiously behind him, his hands empty.
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Your master scolded you for being stupid. I don't think he was wronging you, but you were carrying a bamboo chair."
Zeng Ye suddenly realized it and immediately turned around and ran to pick up the bamboo chair.
Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.
I finally have a normal child by my side.
fine.
When thinking this way, Mr. Accountant didn't even realize that he was only three years older than the young man Zeng Ye.
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In the next few days, except for sleeping and returning to the next door room, Zeng Ye almost stayed with Mr. Chen. He flipped through the pages repeatedly and wrote in neat small regular script. Zeng Ye, as a monk who had already entered the Lower Five Realms,
, of course he could recognize the words, but the secret art of ghost art, which Mr. Chen said was "not too high in quality", did not seem to mean to recognize him word by word.
Almost every two or three sentences, Zeng Ye would encounter a roadblock and a question would pop up. At first, Zeng Ye wanted to skip a few paragraphs and read through the secret technique before asking, but the more he read, the more headache he got.
He was sweating profusely, so much so that he showed signs of danger of losing his soul. Zeng Ye was immediately horrified. He had heard of some particularities and taboos regarding the practice of the Xian family's secret techniques. The more advanced the secret technique, the less he could immerse himself in it.
, once you are unable to extricate yourself and there is no one to protect you, you will damage the foundation of the Tao.
Mr. Chen had been sitting next to him and did not remind Zeng Ye at first, until Zeng Ye quickly put down the papers in his hands that seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms and took a big breath.
Chen Ping'an nodded secretly. Poor talent and talent were not the most terrifying thing. If his character was too superficial, this was the biggest hurdle for Zeng Ye to practice this secret method of the ghost way.
Once Zeng Ye doesn't even have this bit of concentration, doing that thing with him will only push Zeng Ye step by step towards becoming obsessed.
Chen Ping'an would not drive him away, but he would never let Zeng Ye continue to practice, as if he had an extra neighbor, similar to the old monk guarding the mountain gate.
Chen Ping'an would rather have the fifteen Guyu coins go down the drain than let Zhang and Qingxia Island Fishing House find another suitable candidate.
After Zeng Ye suffered a lot, he no longer pretended to be fat and started asking Mr. Chen whenever he had any doubts.
Chen Pingan answered his questions one by one.
Firstly, Wei Bo had detailed marginalia at that time, and secondly, Chen Ping'an had many discussions with Ma Yuanzhi of Zhu Xianfu, Earth Immortal Yu Hui and the great monks of the Yin and Yang family, and he now has some insights.
As for why he didn't directly give Zeng Ye a copy of the "annotated version" of the secret method, or pour beans through a bamboo tube, he told Zeng Ye all the subtleties and precautions.
This again involves the Taoist practice of the young people around me.
The meeting was fate, and Chen Ping'an hoped that Zeng Ye could truly benefit from this transaction and find the foundation for his future advancement to the fifth level of the middle school, and even for his future cultivation on the Great Dao.
It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.
This was how A Liang treated him back then, and Chen Ping'an was also willing to treat a fourteen-year-old Shujianhu boy like this, because Zeng Ye was a simple boy who had not yet been completely tainted by Shujianhu and had his nature changed.
Wei Bo's secret technique must be of high quality.
Then Chen Ping'an took it out, and Zeng Ye stretched out his hand to catch it. Whether he can hold it again or not depends on whether he has learned or not.
How did Zeng Ye learn it? How much effort and perseverance did he put in? If he had obtained it so easily, how could he really cherish such a great blessing? How could he keep asking himself in the long monastic life in the future?
When you ask about your original intention, tell yourself that "hard-won" you had back then?
Chen Ping'an doesn't care about any other sects on the mountain, the Immortal Cave, or the hundreds of sects, which methods and purposes they use to teach their disciples the Tao. As long as he is here, he can be slow, but he must be steady.
But Chen Ping'an soon developed a headache.
Because Zeng Ye... is really out of touch!
Chen Ping'an always felt that his qualifications were mediocre, because it was Ning Yao who taught him how to read "Shaking Mountain Boxing Book". On reading, he traveled to the Sui Dynasty, and there was a little girl in a red cotton-padded jacket, Li Baoping, by his side.
At that time, there was Lin Shouyi, who was practicing martial arts. The person who taught boxing was the "invincible" old man named Cui. Later, he met Cao Ci, a fellow of the same age at the Great Wall of Swords and Qi. He was so talented that Chen Pingan lost three games in a row.
.At the end, he was accompanied by Pei Qian, who practiced the same skill as Jianqi Shiba. The key point is that this black charcoal girl was his first disciple. In terms of romantic style, there were Lu Tai, Liu Qingshan...
Even if Chen Ping'an begins to reflect on himself and no longer belittles himself after experiencing the situation of Lotus Flower Blessed Land, in fact, it is easy to change the situation, but it is hard to change the nature, and it is inevitable that there will still be some sequelae.
As a result, until they met Zeng Ye, Chen Ping'an felt that he was actually a monastic genius... and almost sighed with emotion. No wonder the boss swordsman revealed the secret at that time, saying that if he had not broken his natal porcelain and interrupted
Changsheng Bridge originally had the "Earthly Immortal Qualification".
Because Zeng Ye is really too dull.
It was often just a formula, turned over and over again, and Chen Ping'an explained it carefully for a long time, but Zeng Ye just changed from being in the fog to having only a half-knowledge.
When Ning Yao taught the essence of Shanshanquan at his ancestral home in Niping Lane, Chen Pingan felt that he actually understood what he heard, but when he actually walked the six steps, he was swaying and making a fool of himself, but he soon got better.
I have learned from this, but I was in the midst of blessings and did not realize that the "boxing intention" that a pure martial artist strives for has already flowed throughout my body. Although the boxing intention has not grown strong, it can be created from scratch, that is, it has crossed the martial arts path.
The first big threshold is equivalent to a Qi practitioner reaching the sky in one step, which is extremely difficult.
Fortunately, Chen Pingan is not impatient. Zeng Ye is a slow learner, so he should teach more slowly and carefully.
There are three pages of paper, Zeng Ye learned one page a day, but it was still very difficult.
Therefore, the young man felt guilty every day and felt that he could not forgive Mr. Chen.
Chen Ping'an didn't say anything, he didn't comfort the young man, and he didn't make any false claims that Zeng Ye actually had good qualifications for you.
Things in the world are complicated, but your heart is sincere.
The two things are inherently contradictory, and sooner or later they will collide, and often the latter loses more.
The more Zeng Ye has experienced and tempered today, the stronger his foundation will be, so that he will not encounter really big things in the future, lose without fighting, or give up in a few moments.
Living on Qingxia Island in Shujian Lake, Chen Pingan now has more time to look back on the past, and unknowingly he has chewed up many aftertaste that he had no time to think about deeply before. For example, the barefoot old man on the second floor of the Luoluoshanzhu Building once said that
The pure martial arts is not purely about boxing techniques and moves. I have learned tens of thousands of fists in the world without losing the word purity. The true pureness lies in my boxing intention, and more importantly in my mind. It is very simple. Chen Ping'an is practicing boxing for the first time, in the second and third realms.
As an ant, when you face the four, five, eight, nine and even ten realms of warriors, deep down in your heart, you know that you will definitely lose. But once you are in a desperate situation and are separated between life and death, do you dare not
Dare to throw out a punch? Can the punching intention remain the same? On the contrary, the punching intention becomes more pure and moves forward indomitably?
When facing a strong enemy, you must first establish yourself in an invincible position in terms of mentality, and only then can you have a chance of winning, even if it is a one in ten thousand chance.
If the intention of the fist wavers, there is not even a one in ten thousand chance! Just accept death, what kind of boxing will you practice, and what hardship will you endure?
Three days later, Zeng Ye barely knew the secret technique and began to practice it formally.
Only then did Chen Pingan remind Zeng Ye that there is no need to covet speed. As long as Zeng Ye is slow and error-free, he, Chen Pingan, can wait. Otherwise, if he makes a mistake and corrects it again, that would be a real waste of time and money. In order to let Zeng Ye
The feeling is deeper. Chen Ping'an's method is very simple. Once Zeng Ye goes wrong because of his pursuit of speed in practice, resulting in damage to his soul, he must take immortal elixirs to replenish his body. He will pay for the medicine, but the cost of each elixir is
Expenses, even if it's just a piece of snow money, will be recorded in Zeng Ye's debt ledger.
Chen Pingan finally showed a serious look for the first time. He stood at the door of Zeng Ye's house, which was about to be "retreated", and said: "The relationship between you and me is a business relationship. I will try my best to make it mutually beneficial for you and me, so that one day we can get together easily."
It’s good to be separated, but don’t forget, I am not your master, let alone your protector, you must always keep this in mind.”
Zeng Ye was a little afraid of Mr. Chen who looked like this and quickly nodded.
If it hadn't been like this, during the three days and nights we spent together, Mr. Chen had no pretensions and was kind to others. In fact, the young man had almost forgotten the first time he met Mr. Chen, and almost forgot his embarrassment and fear at that time.
On the contrary, it was Gu Can, whom Zeng Ye had only met once, whom Zeng Ye always remembered deeply. One night, he even had a nightmare. He dreamed of a little devil wearing a dark blue python robe, who cut open his chest and cut out his heart and liver with one hand.
, and after swallowing, Gu Can smiled with a smile on his face and said, "It's delicious." Zeng Ye lowered his head blankly, looking at the bloody hole in his heart, and then... he woke up with a start, sat on the bed, and was scared to death.
, Zeng Ye could not calm down for a long time at that time.
When Chen Ping'an was officially practicing the secret technique in Zeng Ye, he went to Yuegou Island and Yuhu Island, and spent money to work with Yu Hui and the Yin-Yang monk to put the remaining souls or the ghost objects into a
Chen Ping'an and the ghost magic weapon "The Palace of Hell", which is on credit in the secret warehouse of Qingxia Island, is an arm-high gloomy wooden pocket attic. It is built inside and is divided into 365 extremely tiny houses, which serve as places for ghosts and ghosts.
The place of residence is extremely suitable for raising and detaining Yin spirits.
Chen Ping'an had previously blocked Liu Laocheng's fight on Qingxia Island. Yu Hui and the Yin Yang family monks saw this, so the total price was reduced by 20%.
Of course, the two old foxes, as generals under Zhenjun Jiejiang, would not say that they were so "kind" because they were afraid of Chen Ping'an's combat power. It was not easy for the seller to raise the price to make the buyer pay more, but the seller found an excuse to lower the price.
How could it be difficult to give the profit to the buyer? Of course, Chen Pingan would not say anything. He thanked the two monks, and after going back and forth, he felt a little insignificant.
When Chen Pingan went to two islands to discuss business, he carried a long-lost bamboo box on his back to store the "True Life" magic weapon "The Palace of Hell" that ghost cultivators in the world dream of.
Yu Hui and the Yin Yang family monks both saw it, but they didn't show anything strange and deliberately turned a blind eye.
In their view, Chen Pingan and Liu Laocheng fought to the death that night and were still alive and kicking. This was something that even the Yuanying bosses admired. The inability to refine the Palace of Hell only meant that Chen Pingan was currently in a difficult situation.
What's not good is that the key energy palace is unstable and cannot be put away, which is the treasure of ghost cultivation. It is not surprising.
The small refining of the fairy magic weapon transforms the virtual object into the virtual object, and hides it in the Qi Mansion. The technique itself is not too difficult and the threshold is not high, but it will occupy the Qi Mansion and continuously eat away the spiritual energy.
, the better the thing is, the more spiritual energy it can absorb. So at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the man holding the sword who was guarding the gate handed over the golden demon-binding rope and also taught him a formula for refining objects. Chen Pingan learned it.
Go very quickly.
Secondly, the success of the small refining method also depends on the quality of the spiritual weapons and magic weapons. Generally speaking, earthly immortal monks and even semi-immortal soldiers cannot control and use them, so how about small refining. Old Dragon City Fu Family
One of the reasons for its deterrent power is that the Fu family's earthly immortal cultivation level allows them to fully control a semi-immortal weapon.
So the biggest strange thing about not only Yu Hui and the Yin Yang monks, but also all the Qingxia Island monks including Liu Zhimao, is that Chen Pingan can actually use the sword that is most likely a semi-immortal weapon!
The young accountant master controls an unknown fairy sword, can fist bump with a military monk, and owns two natal flying swords...
These unreasonable things are exactly what Chen Ping'an can do in Shujian Lake to be reasonable.
It's just that if we were to replace it with ordinary Shu Jian Hu Yexiu and Sanxian, once they are unreasonable, they will probably become even more unreasonable. Isn't it just to be able to be unreasonable with a strong fist and great ability? Otherwise, what are you trying to do? Is it still possible?
Want to be kind to others? This has never been the case in Shujian Lake. Generations of ancestors, thousands of islands, and tens of thousands of monks have long been accustomed to this. Probably in Shujian Lake itself, only Liu Laocheng, who has the highest level of cultivation, is the only exception.
It's a pity that Liu Laocheng is not even willing to meet any monks in Shujian Lake. The only monk who landed on Gongliu Island, the owner of Lisu Island, whose true identity is still a spy of the Dali Song family, otherwise he would not be able to board.
island.
Chen Pingan returned to Qingxia Island and went to Zhu Xian Mansion again.
On Zhuchai Island, from Liu Chongrun's mouth, he learned about the pitted secret history of the two countries back then. Looking at the Zhu Xian Mansion plaque hanging high this time, Chen Ping'an felt a little emotional.
Chen Pingan rubbed his chin, wondering if it was time to shave?
Otherwise, do you really want to imitate Xu Yuanxia and show off your big beard?
The ghost Xiu Ma Yuanzhi appeared at the door of the house, yelling and telling Chen Pingan to get out.
Chen Pingan has not left, and the matter has not been discussed yet.
After Ma Yuanzhi finished scolding, he asked: "The Liuxu Island newspaper said that the last time you went to Zhuchai Island was to meet Liu Chongrun surrounded by Yingying Yanyan?! The newspaper still said that.
, saying that Liu Chongrun is probably very fond of you, and maybe one day you will also serve as the worshiper of Zhuchai Island!"
Chen Pingan rolled his eyes.
Ma Yuanzhi said with doubt on his face: "Is there really nothing wrong?"
Chen Pingan said nothing.
Ma Yuanzhi immediately said with a smile: "Mr. Chen is such a high-minded and upright person, and he is also a gentleman. Naturally, he will not compete with me for Liu Chongrun. I am rude. Let's go and sit in the house. As long as Mr. Chen can promise me, this will happen."
I have never had anything to do with Liu Chongrun in my life, especially the relationship between man and woman, so we traded the previous deal at half price!"
Chen Ping'an asked: "Of course I don't have the slightest objection to Island Master Liu, but what if Island Master Liu stalks me?"
Ma Yuanzhi laughed loudly and said: "I didn't expect that Mr. Chen is also a funny person who can tell jokes. Your Highness, the eldest princess, would like you? She is not obsessed with anything. It is absolutely impossible."
Then Ma Yuanzhi said softly: "In case this day comes, Her Royal Highness the Princess is really stupid, please Mr. Chen to stay calm! Show some character that a gentleman should have! Don't bully your friends' wives."
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Walking with Ma Yuanzhi in Zhu Xian's Mansion, Chen Ping'an felt his scalp numb when he heard it. He almost couldn't hold it back, and wanted to tell Liu Chongrun's opinion about Ma Yuanzhi. He finally held it back, and felt that for this meal carrier and Liu Chongrun
story, I can only sigh.
Thinking that he would have to go to Zhuchai Island at least one more time, Chen Pingan felt even more headache-ridden.
Chen Ping'an could only promise Ma Yuanzhi that he would never provoke Liu Chongrun, nor would he even think about it.
Ma Yuanzhi was satisfied. Before sitting down in the hall, he glanced at Chen Ping'an and said, "If it was the time when I first arrived at Qingxia Island, I would still be a little worried, but your appearance now is no better than mine.
Wherever you go, you can be confident!"
Chen Pingan took off the bamboo box behind his back, took out the magic weapon King of Hell, and said helplessly: "Then I thank you for your trust."
After that, the two parties started trading.
Ma Yuanzhi marveled at the Hall of the King of Hell with the word "Go to Hell" engraved on its base. He salivated and stared at the small and exquisite wooden attic without blinking. He said bluntly: "I am on Qingxia Island.
I have been fighting life and death for so many years, just thinking that one day I can use my merits to exchange for this reward from the true king. It is really not possible. I have saved enough money and even sold the iron to buy it. You need to know that the Palace of the King of Hell is the most important treasure of our ghost cultivators.
, those ghost cultivators and earthly immortals would be embarrassed to go out and say hello to their colleagues if they didn’t have a Yama Palace. However, the Yama Palace also has levels of rank. This is the lowest one, which is already a pretty good magic weapon. I heard
Our Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator, who is the highest in Aquarius Continent, has the Palace of Hell in his hands as a 'Great Prison'. It is as big as a real high-rise building with 3,600 rooms. The monks are divided into Yinshen to travel far away.
, walking in it, there are gusts of wind, ghosts crying and gods howling, it is very pleasant, and it can also benefit your cultivation."
Chen Ping'an said: "One day I leave Shujian Lake, maybe I will sell it to you."
Ma Yuanzhi turned to look at Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "I'm just waiting for your words, get on with it!"
After delivering the fairy money, Ma Yuanzhi led Chen Pingan to the well at the bottom of Zhu Xian's well and asked Chen Pingan to put the attic on the ground.
Ma Yuanzhi took out the soul-calling flag, stepped on it, muttered words, and circulated his spiritual energy. Streams of blue smoke floated out from the soul-calling flag, and after landing, they turned into ghosts. In the well, there were pale arms clinging to the mouth of the well, slowly.
Crawling out slowly, it is obvious that the well is more powerful than the ghosts and ghosts. Even after leaving the well prison, he was still a little confused for a while, and it was extremely difficult to even stand. Ma Yuanzhi did not care about this and ordered the ghosts to leave or crawl.
, one after another turned into the size of mustard seeds and entered the Palace of Hell.
Chen Ping'an stood aside and watched all this. Yu Hui and the Yin-Yang monks had actually seen the same scene twice.
It looks like wind and rain, but in fact it is the pain of being exposed to the sun.
Before Chen Pingan left Zhu Xian's house, the ghost cultivator did not see him off. He stood by the wellhead and suddenly said to Chen Pingan in a deep voice: "Why did you come? You have worked hard and worked hard, but you are not grateful at all."
Chen Pingan said softly: "If you lose, you must lose. Please have peace of mind."
Ma Yuanzhi sneered: "Just for peace of mind? Isn't it too much to take out the fairy money in your pocket?"
Chen Pingan asked back: "The person who makes you feel at ease is Liu Chongrun. For her, you were able to secretly go to the border of Zhu Ying Dynasty and the vassal state of that person who served as the Supreme Emperor. You even risked your life. Why didn't I see you?"
Do you feel sad and regretful?"
Ma Yuanzhi was stunned and speechless.
He suddenly smiled and said: "It's different. I am doing this just to please Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, hoping to become a Taoist couple with her, even if it only means having sex a few times. After all, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess is me."
This bastard rice cook is the biggest pursuit in this life. What can you get?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The ways are different, so I won't say more."
Ma Yuanzhi lamented, "We are brothers and sisters. Fortunately, we are both ugly monsters who don't like women. We share the same fate. From now on, you can come to Zhu Xian's house often when you have time. Seeing you makes me feel good."
a little better."
This time it was Chen Pingan's turn to be speechless.
Chen Ping'an carried the bamboo box on his back and left Zhu Xian's house, where the owner had a bad look.
He is not handsome, and he is still slovenly, but how can he be reduced to the same situation as Ma Yuanzhi?
Chen Ping'an agreed.
My parents didn’t agree either.
After Chen Pingan walked out of the mansion gate, he smiled.
Hong Su is no longer in the Zhu Xian Mansion. Liu Zhimao asked the housekeeper to arrange for her to serve as a maid in his Hengbo Mansion. It is said that she also has the status of a female official and is in charge of more than a dozen maids.
Ghost Xiu Ma Yuanzhi guessed that Monk Du Zhanger was confused, but he would never dare to refuse such a small thing as the island owner's confidant told him.
Chen Pingan made a special trip to see Hongsu once. It was Chen Pingan's first visit to Hengbo Mansion. Hongsu was not very interested at that time. Chen Pingan knew that it must be because she was an outsider of Zhuxian Mansion, just like all the unknown people.
A small local subordinate official was suddenly promoted to the central yamen of the capital. The key is that he actually became a minor official. Naturally, he would be severely squeezed out by his colleagues and subordinates.
But Hongsu was still very happy to see Chen Ping'an.
Chen Ping'an declined the kindness of the housekeeper and just let Hongsu lead him around Hengbo Mansion before saying goodbye and leaving.
After that, Hongsu asked the housekeeper for an hour's leave one day, left the hierarchical and cautious Hengbo Mansion, and went to the mountain gate to find Mr. Chen. The door of the house was closed, and Hongsu stood outside the door and even ran away.
On the other side of the ferry, I still couldn't see the thin figure of the accountant.
Hongsu had no choice but to return to Hengbo Mansion with a little disappointment, saving all the gratitude and gratitude in her belly for later use.
Little did she know that Chen Ping'an had actually been sitting in the room behind the desk at that time.
Just like cooking medicine when I was young, apart from the quality of the medicinal materials, the most important thing is the heat.
But he couldn't help but consider his own identity and the situation he was in.
When Liu Zhimao visited that day, he deliberately mentioned the cardigan girl Gu Can had created. In Chen Pingan's view, this was a very substandard behavior, so he heard that Zhenjun was good at making tea to remind Liu Zhimao not to do such things again.
Thoughtful.
Liu Zhimao, of course, revealed everything and no longer fanned the flames between Chen Ping'an and Gu Can intentionally or unintentionally.
In Shujian Lake, how much extra energy will be consumed to create a sincere friend out of thin air, and how much price will be paid for it in the future.
Chen Pingan knows.
But Chen Ping'an knew better that having a friend like Hongsu in Qingxia Island was actually very important to his state of mind.
Just like the water in a ditch reflected by the bright moon, the gurgling water does not help the dry mind, but there is a huge difference between having this clear and shallow ditch and not having it.
In order to repay his kindness, Chen Pingan did many small things for Gu Can's family, including grabbing water in the middle of the night. He knew that whenever there was a severe drought, even if he couldn't grab the water, he couldn't grab the young and strong men who patrolled in the middle of the night and watched eagerly.
There is still water flowing.
There is hope.
Others always relax and want to go back to sleep. At that time, Chen Ping'an, whose cat is in the dark, can fly away, dig open the small mud dam on the edge of the field upstream of the water source, and listen to the sound of water flowing along the river.
I ran happily down the field ridge until I reached the field beside Gu Can and his family. I squatted down and built a small dam. The water from the ditch would flow into the field. I watched the water level rise little by little and waited slowly.
, when the water is full, then dig out the small dam and let the water flow down.
During those years, Gu Can and his family almost never had to worry about grabbing water, and they never had any blushes or quarrels with fellow farmers.
Chen Ping'an never felt that he was repaying a favor.
That's what you should do.
Things in the world are difficult to settle, and things cannot be settled. If you settle your own mind first, you will be able to go on with your life, and you won't even feel how miserable it is.
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Zeng Ye stumbled open the door that day, his face covered in blood.
Chen Ping'an was already standing outside the door. He helped him walk back to sit at the table and took out a bottle of elixir. It was not of high quality. It was an ordinary elixir from the secret storehouse of Qingxia Island. It was worth a small summer coin. It was usually from Dongfu.
, the monks in the Guanhai Realm purchased a large amount from the secret treasury, which was more than enough for a third-level qi practitioner like Zeng Ye. The high-grade elixirs with too much spiritual energy could not be retained by the lower-level qi practitioners in the fifth level, and they had no ability to temper and transform them.
Save up for the Qi Mansion.
After Zeng Ye took the elixir, his face turned pale, he felt so guilty that he almost cried, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I'm impatient."
Chen Ping'an waved his hand and explained to the young man: "Things should not be taken to extremes. In fact, you are not in a hurry today, but it is one of the hurdles that you must grit your teeth to cross. You just failed to succeed, so with these few pills, I
I don’t know how to keep accounts. The difference between being greedy for success and being afraid of difficulties is to distinguish the two clearly first, as well as the ‘keeping the middle’ Taoist heart that you should pursue. You must think clearly about it in the next process of practice. Otherwise,
Later, when you encounter a bottleneck in your practice, you will instinctively retreat and shrink back, which will only hinder your progress on the great path."
Zeng Ye wiped his face and said with a smile: "I remember it!"
Chen Ping'an said: "Remember, you have to think more, otherwise it will never become a step for you to go up. Since you admit that you are stupid, you have to think more about it. Smart people don't have to stop when they are stupid.
When it comes to things, spend more time and endure more hardships."
Zeng Ye nodded.
The logic is simple and understandable.
Chen Ping'an took off his sword gourd and took a sip of wine. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Only after you have tried your best and worked hard, you will have some qualifications to blame others."
If it were in the past, Chen Ping'an would definitely say that he should not blame anyone but others.
At this moment and here, Chen Ping'an would never say such words again.
Chen Ping'an asked Zeng Ye to breathe in and out to heal his wounds and digest the spiritual energy of the elixir.
As soon as Chen Pingan stood up, he suddenly turned his head and looked around.
Zeng Ye followed Chen Ping'an's gaze and saw that the lake view outside the window was bleak and nothing out of the ordinary.
Chen Pingan frowned and said, "Don't be distracted."
Zeng Ye immediately held his breath and concentrated.
Chen Pingan stood up and helped close the door. He hesitated for a moment and did not go to the ferry to relax and enjoy the scenery.
Instead, he returned to his house.
Take out the Palace of the King of Hell from the bamboo box and throw in the snow coins one by one.
The reason why fairy money can become fairy money is that the spiritual energy is pure and does not distinguish between yin and yang.
Monks can use it, and so can ghosts.
The Tao is impartial.
The four seasons rotate, birth, old age, sickness and death, Yin and Yang are separated, and time passes.
Chen Ping'an sat at the desk and opened an "account book" on the bank that was entirely filled with manuscript records.
He took out a secret elixir from the Pearl Hair Palace Water Palace, swallowed it gently, and then began to close his eyes to rest. When the spiritual energy slowly flowed into his own water palace, there was a slight surplus. Chen Pingan opened his eyes and looked again.
After reading the names on the first page of the ledger, their hometowns, and life stories, this page records a total of nine people.
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, and then began to recite the magic formula silently in his heart. He pinched the sword formula with his fingers together, pointed at the Palace of Hell on the table, and used the ghost order to invite the nine ghosts with incomplete souls out.
The house has already been decorated with talismans and formations, forming a land of darkness suitable for ghosts to return to the earth and settle down.
The three talismans are respectively the "Yunshui Town House Talisman" in the "Authentic Book of Alchemy". In the center of the talisman, there are the taboo words of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou in the Golden Book.
As for the "cypress locust talisman", if the aura of the house is like fireworks and ghosts, it can be overwhelming or summoned, it all depends on the intention of the person who posted the talisman.
The last one is a talisman given by the monks of the Yin Yang family, called "Peach Wood as Nail Talisman". It can innately restrain the vicious nature of ghosts and ghosts and restore their clarity of mind as much as possible.
As for the formation that provides a "place to stand" for weak Yin creatures in the Yang world, he learned it from the immortal Yu Hui from Yuegou Island. For this purpose, Chen Ping'an asked someone to help him move a huge piece of bluestone from the bottom of the lake to the shore and cut it into a bluestone slab.
, and then engraved with characters, embedded in the ground, and paved it as a floor. In addition, under the ground near the bluestone slab, there was also a "natal and meritorious earth" entrusted to the monks of Qingxia Island to buy from other islands.
Fill in all directions in sequence.
Every time Chen Pingan reported a name and place of origin, a ghost would walk out of the Palace of Hell and stand on the blue stone slab that occupied half of the room.
These nine ghost figures all come from the two mansions of Qingxia Island's chief priest and senior brother Gu Can. They include both the maiden and the house servants.
Previously, Chen Pingan had passed the secret method of ghost cultivation, and as the temporary owner of a Hell Palace, he also informed all the ghosts and ghosts in each room in the attic, telling them who he was and what his relationship was with Gu Can.
, why do you want to do this here on Qingxia Island, and how will you do it in the future.
at this time.
Nine ghosts who died violently and suffered a lot after death.
There is anger, sadness, confusion, misery, hatred, suspicion, surprise, indifference, and fear.
Chen Pingan said slowly: "Do you have any last wishes? Are there any unfinished things that you must do? For myself, for my relatives, and for my teachers, I can say that I will try my best to help you fulfill your wishes."
In addition to piles of account books on the table, there are also sword gourds used to refresh the mind, as well as six "fox skin beauty" talisman paper figurines carefully crafted by Xu of Qingfeng Paper, which can be used for ghosts to inhabit, and the women's faces painted on them,
There is nothing wrong with walking in the world.
Chen Pingan paused for a moment, "If we trace the origin, I do owe you because I gave Gu Can that little loach as a gift to him. That's why I found you one by one and talked to you. In fact, I don't
I owe you nothing, because the place where we are is the lake of slips. Of course I have Buddhist cause and effect, but it is not big. The cause of suffering in this life and the previous life are the words of the Buddhist scriptures. If we follow Legalist knowledge, it is even more
It has nothing to do with me. To follow the Taoist practice method, you only need to cut off the world of mortals, stay away from the world, and seek the Tao in peace. It shouldn't be like this. But I don't think this is right, so I will try my best."
No one spoke first.
Inside the house, the living and the dead fell into a long silence.
No matter what the emotions and mentality of those ghosts are at the moment, when they look at the young man sitting behind the desk, the accountant they see in their eyes, the emotions they see in him are different from the moods around them.
There are different.
Like a mirror reflecting itself.
Joy and sorrow are intertwined.
A young girl with a cardigan suddenly said sternly: "I want you to pay for your life with one life, can you do it?!"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Of course we can't."
She said with a ferocious smile: "Then what kind of hypocrite and hypocrite are you?! You deserve to die. You should die with that bastard Gu Can, with your bones shattered and thrown away, without a burial place!"
Chen Pingan looked at her.
Her face was twisted, filled with deep hatred, and she rushed away. Just as she was about to rush out of the bluestone slab, she hit a wall and flew backwards. She fell and struggled to get up, and came to the invisible barrier, spreading her fingers.
, Maung Ruo was crazy, frantically cutting the invisible threshold with his nails, "If I die, you won't have a good death either. You are pretentious here, and you deserve to die the most. You deserve to die even more than that guy Gu Can..."
She finally collapsed to the ground, sobbing.
Chen Pingan stood up, and on the bluestone board, the other eight figures took a step back almost simultaneously.
Chen Ping'an walked around the desk, came outside the bluestone slab, and squatted down.
She raised her head and said, "I just don't want to die, I just want to live. Is that wrong?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No."
Chen Pingan sat cross-legged and said softly: "Your name is Bai Licao, your original name is Bai Mei'er. You were a monk in the Three Realms during your lifetime. You were born in Pingling Lane, Gusu County, Shihao Country. You had a child marriage. When you were fourteen years old, you were killed by Qingxia
The monk from Dao Diao Fang found out that you had the qualifications to be a monk, so he bought you with your parents for 300 taels of silver. Your parents finally changed their mind and wanted to get 300 more taels of silver, but the monk did it in front of you.
She was killed on the spot. When she arrived at Qingxia Island, she was favored by the island's chief worshiper and adopted as a cardigan girl. You disliked the unpleasant name of Bai Mei'er, so you changed it to Bai Licao. For this reason, you spent more money in the incense room.
You paid twelve snowflakes for money, and finally died under Gu Can's dragon retinue. The body was too horrible to look at. You were so obsessed with it that you were able to save most of your three souls and six souls. Then you were kidnapped by Zhu Xian Mansion's ghost horse Yuan Zhi.
, was imprisoned in a well, and wanted to train you into a ghost soldier. Then I took you out of the well and into the Palace of Hell."
She wiped away her tears and said, "You can do whatever you want with me, but if Gu Can doesn't die, I won't die in peace! Life or death, I will remember him Gu Can..."
Her eyes were determined, "And you! Don't you have great magical powers? You might as well beat me to death, then you can be out of sight and out of mind!"
Chen Pingan shook his head.
Stand up.
A young yin creature who was also born as a cardigan timidly said: "Even if I stay in the world as a yin creature, I am willing to do so. Also, can I not have to suffer the pain of soul torture in the future?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay. If you have any other wishes and you think of them, you can tell me."
She jumped for joy, looked graceful, and gave Chen Ping'an a blessing.
A woman with an indifferent expression pointed at the Palace of Hell on the table, "I want to be reincarnated and never have to be detained in a ghost place like this again. Can I do it?"
Chen Ping'an said: "It's certainly not difficult to let you reincarnate, but I can't guarantee that you will be reincarnated as a human being, especially whether you will enjoy happiness in the next life. I can only guarantee that you will be able to do the same thing as you.
I will choose the ghost objects and hold a Taoist Zhoutian Dajiao and a Buddhist water and land ashram to help you pray for blessings. In addition, there are some mountain rules that try to increase your blessings. I will also do the same, such as going to war-torn areas in your name.
There are many things I can do to open porridge shacks in Shihao Country to help refugees."
She was stunned for a moment, then seemed to change her mind, "I'll think about it again, okay?"
Chen Ping'an hummed, "Of course."
She suddenly asked: "Do you also know what my name is?"
Chen Pingan said softly: "I know, and I also know that many of the Spring Festival couplets in less important places in the mansion were written by you. I went to look for them. Unfortunately, the couplets now renamed Spring Courtyard have been replaced with new ones.
Already."
She burst into tears.
Chen Pingan said: "I'm sorry."
She was silent and just cried.
One of the earliest and most frightening ghosts was a middle-aged handyman who habitually bent down when talking to others. He said in a trembling voice: "Master Immortal, my name is Jia Gao. I don't know the villain's name."
It doesn't matter, let alone remember, I just want to be able to go to the graves of my parents to offer incense, but it's a bit far away. It's not in Shihao Country, but in Chunhua Country, a small vassal country of Zhuying Dynasty. If the gods find it troublesome, forget it, I
As long as the immortal master can really open the Zhoutian Dajiao and the water and land dojo, and help us accumulate some moral virtue and reincarnate smoothly, I won't blame Gu Can."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I know where you are from, and you will also go to Chunhua Country. I will invite you out when the time comes."
Jia Gao suddenly burst into tears, bent down and thanked him: "The cost of visiting the grave has been wasted by the gods. I can only pay it back when I have the opportunity in my next life."
Chen Pingan turned around and picked up the sword-raising gourd, took a sip of wine, and then walked back to the distance, "Is that it? Is that all?"
The middle-aged man wiped his face with his vagina and said, "That's enough!"
Chen Pingan's lips moved slightly, his face was tense, and he did not speak.
Suddenly another demon rubbed his hands and laughed. It was a strong man, and he said flatteringly: "Master Immortal, I don't want to be reincarnated, and I don't dare to ask Master Immortal to do those strenuous things. I just have a small wish, and I don't want to be reincarnated."
Spending a piece of snow money on the immortal master will not distract the immortal master in the slightest."
Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes and said expressionlessly: "Zhao Shi, tell me."
The young man in charge of the former Spring Court House glanced at the girls around him and said with a grin: "My only wish is to stay in the Immortal Mansion owned by the Immortal Master.
, and then, you can continue to take care of a few cardigan girls as you did when you were alive, but now, I think about it a little more, thinking about visiting their residences and doing some... men's things, alive
Sometimes, I can only take a few peeks, but I don’t dare to get enough of it. Can I please beg the gods to show mercy today? If not... I will really die in peace."
The first girl to speak, a girl named Bai Licao, had a sneer on her face.
Chen Pingan nodded, twitching the corners of his lips, "Okay. It's a small matter."
The man bowed his head and said, "The immortal master is wise."
Chen Ping'an didn't need to look through the account book and said slowly: "Zhao Shi, like his ancestors, was born in Qingxia Island and was the former second-class steward of Denghua Mansion. In addition to controlling the food, clothing, housing, transportation and salary of more than a dozen cardigan girls, he also paid the salary every year.
There are two opportunities to leave Shujian Lake and go to the inner and surrounding areas of Shihao Kingdom to find handyman disciples for the Denghua Mansion on Qingxia Island. According to the records of the secret files of the Incense Room, there is only one thing about your life, and it is probably you.
The greatest achievement in your previous life was that you once had a conflict with a foreign female cultivator in Yunlou City. With your reputation and connections on Qingxia Island, you asked the local monks in Yunlou City to humiliate her to death and throw her body into the lake."
The man looked embarrassed and said, "I taught the gods to make jokes."
Chen Pingan stepped into the bluestone slab, reached out and held the neck of the vagina, and said expressionlessly: "A joke? I don't think it's funny."
Chen Pingan's five fingers clenched his neck tightly, and the man's vagina felt like it was being cooked in a pan. He wailed in pain, "Chen Pingan! You don't mean what you say! I curse you..."
Chen Ping'an raised his arm and hung it in the air, preventing the dying creature from saying another word, and said slowly: "Forget it, in the next life, you will be able to deal with that young woman who traveled to Yunlou City.
Just like a cultivator, you just need to be reborn into a good fetus. As for whether you still have this chance after your soul is gone, I don’t care. By the way, do you still remember the name of that female cultivator? I remember her name was Wei Qingyu."
The evil object in Chen Ping'an's hand turned into ashes and scattered in all directions.
Chen Pingan exited the bluestone slab, coughed a few times, walked back to the desk, and looked at the bluestone slab.
There was a man and a woman, who at first were secretly happy and suspicious, but for some unknown reason, they began to kneel down and kowtow.
An hour later.
Chen Pingan opened the door and walked out of the house.
Zeng Ye was already standing at the door, saw his figure, turned around and said in surprise: "Mr. Chen, it's snowing! It's snowing heavily! It's the first heavy snowfall in our Shujian Lake this year."
But Zeng Ye quickly shut up, feeling a little annoyed.
For a great monk like Mr. Chen.
If it doesn't snow in the world, and whether it snows heavily or lightly, what's the point?
Chen Pingan raised his head.
Hand sleeves.
It's snowing heavily.
But when the snow melts, it is the coldest time. After the snow melts, the roads will become even muddy.