Niujiaoshan Ferry is no longer just a ferry for the Dali military, but more and more commercial ferries are coming and going.
Pei Qian's eyes lit up when he saw it. They were all fairy money that rolled into Master's pocket.
This "far trip" was on their own territory, so the little girl in black next to Pei Qian, carrying a small pole on her shoulders and holding a hiking pole, felt that she could not be more impressive.
Zhou Mili still felt a little regretful that he could not put two pieces of paper on his forehead, one writing about the Protector of Luo Luo Shan You, and the other writing about the big water monster of Mute Lake.
Chen Nuanshu was not far away, talking about trivial matters with Chen Lingjun who was about to leave for Luzhou, Beiju. Chen Lingjun kept yawning.
Pei Qian crossed his arms across his chest, looked around, looked at Master's great land, and nodded lightly, feeling very satisfied.
Zhou Mili asked softly: "Chen Lingjun is about to leave, why don't we say a few words? If we squeeze out more tears, it seems more sincere."
Pei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "Are those tenets of Luopo Mountain just for you to eat as rice in a bowl?"
Pei Qian freed up his hand, touched the head of the little winter melon, and said earnestly: "My master said that the truth is that the big white bowl, and other external objects are the food in it. As long as the bowl is not lost, everything will be done."
I can eat. Then what is the reason? I can't figure it out. Mi Li, you are so confused and broad-minded, it's even worse. So we only need to remember the rules of Luo Luo Mountain, and there will be nothing wrong.
"
Zhou Mili frowned, then quickly relaxed his brows, understood, and said softly: "As soon as we talked to Chen Lingjun, we had to give a parting gift, but we didn't win! Our relationship is so good anyway, so don't do anything stupid!"
Pei Qian pulled Xiao Mili's cheek, laughed and said, "What the hell."
Zhou Mili laughed along with him.
Pei Qian stood there, took a deep breath, and then punched at a very short and slow distance, muttering to himself: "Pick a needle with your finger, sweep a large area with your fist, punch like an arrow, and close your fist like a flying sword..."
Zhou Mili asked: "What?"
Pei Qian still punched slowly and said seriously: "After the Crazy Demon Sword Technique, I created a unique set of boxing techniques. I made up all the formulas myself. It's so powerful."
Then Pei Qian started talking nonsense, "In the world of boxing, apart from my master's boxing being the strongest, there are two other very strong ones. One is the self-taught Wang Ba boxing, and the other is stolen from the Tianqiao sect."
Zhou Mili felt that he was not stupid, but he was just doubtful, "How is your boxing technique so powerful? After practicing it, can you fly around?"
Pei Qian said angrily: "That can only be accomplished by a martial artist from the Far Traveling Realm. I'm still early and I won't be able to do it without a few years of hard work."
Zhou Mili stamped his feet and said angrily: "It took so long! How many seeds did you have to eat to get it done!"
Pei Qian said helplessly: "You think becoming a martial artist in the eighth realm is easy."
Zhou Mili was stunned for a moment, then he hugged his hiking pole and scratched his cheek, "But you are Pei Qian."
Pei Qian smiled happily, withdrew his fist, held down Xiao Mili's head, and shook it around, "You have such a big brain, it doesn't look big at first glance, how can you be so enlightened?"
Zhou Mili shook his head for a long time and suddenly sighed, "Why doesn't the mountain master go home yet?"
Pei Qian smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you that on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, because Master helped you spread the word, there are now many stories about the big water monster of Dumb Lake being circulated. That is another world! You
, just secretly having fun.”
Zhou Mili started scratching his cheek again, "But I would rather he stop telling stories and come back soon."
Pei Qian made a face and said, "My master has returned home. Are you going to treat him to pickled fish with pickled vegetables?"
Zhou Mili wrinkled his face and said timidly: "If you don't want to eat in a big bowl, why don't you eat in a small bowl?"
Pei Qian was happy, but also a little sad.
When you grow up, it is difficult to be like before. Sorrows, big and small, are always just like guests visiting your heart. They come and go as quickly as they come.
In the past, Pei Qian didn't quite understand why his master didn't want him and Sister Aquarius to grow up quickly.
Now looking at the millet grains, Pei Qian understood.
Chen Lingjun was about to board the cross-continental ferry. Pei Qian patted Zhou Mili on the head and said, "Let's say goodbye. Remember, master said that if a friend takes the Xianjia ferry to travel far away, we can't talk about the journey.
Downwind."
Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, "I know, I know!"
A stupid melon seed, Nuan Shu, Pei Qian and Xiao Mi Li all said goodbye to him.
Chen Lingjun was a little uncomfortable with it, but even though he was a little awkward, he was still a little happy, but he just didn't want to show his feelings on his face.
After Chen Lingjun left.
Pei Qian and the others waited until the ferry passed through the sea of clouds before returning to Luopo Mountain.
Chen Nuanshu turned his head and glanced at the sea of clouds.
Pei Qian said softly: "Don't worry, it'll be fine. Even if Chen Lingjun doesn't seem to be upright, he's actually quite smart."
Chen Nuanshu smiled, and Pei Qian held a little girl in his hand.
Now Pei Qian's height is much higher than theirs.
Finally, I feel like a girl.
Chen Lingjun was in the ferry room with nothing to do, just lying on the table in a daze.
In fact, Chen Lingjun regretted it the moment he boarded the Pima Sect cross-continental ferry at Niujiaoshan Ferry. He really wanted to jump off the ferry and sneak back. Anyway, the Luoluoshan family has a lot of big business and big territory now, so he can just find a place.
Hiding, Wei Bo is probably annoyed to see him, and he may not be willing to talk about it with the old cook, Pei Qian and the others. After a few days, he will show up at Luolu Mountain and find any excuse to fool him. He forgets to look at the almanac to pick one.
On the auspicious day of the zodiac, there is nothing wrong with not leaving Huanghu Mountain and forgetting to go to Yujiang to say goodbye to friends in the world. There is nothing wrong with concentrating at home, working hard, and practicing diligently...
There was a large bamboo box on the table. In fact, Mr. Wei Dashan was so generous that he lent him a close-knit item.
Inside the bamboo box, there are many maps of the Luzhou situation in Beiju, drawn by the immortal family on the mountain, as well as many secret collections of the imperial government, plus a lot of messy local chronicles, and several booklets written by Chen Ping'an himself.
There are all big and small precautions. In the words of the old cook, they are all written down except for where to pee and poop. If you still can't succeed in crossing the river, you will drown yourself.
Chen Lingjun was actually still afraid.
In the past, they didn't like to move to the Yujiang River in Huang Ting Kingdom. They recognized the Yujiang Water God as their brothers, and they acted arrogantly together. But when they arrived at Luopo Mountain, they still didn't move. Pei Qian and Xiao Mili would occasionally go to Hongzhu Town.
While wandering around, Chen Lingjun only wandered around the big and small hills of Luopo Mountain, chatting with the old immortal masters in his neighborhood. He took the black snake and swaggered around various places, feeling at ease and at ease.
Ever since the blind old Taoist named Jia Sheng moved from Qilong Lane to Jie Mao in Huanghu Mountain to practice Buddhism, Chen Lingjun has been a frequent visitor and has become very close to each other. If bragging really works, the whole world will be their private garden.
.
However, Chen Lingjun now also knows that the other party supports him so much.
Or because of Chen Pingan.
Chen Lingjun didn't dislike this kind of thing, he quite liked it.
No matter how good the atmosphere of Luo Luo Mountain is, it is still inevitable that there will be people near and far away who will be divided on a first-come, first-served basis.
After all, he and Nuanshu, that stupid little melon, were the earliest "old men" in Luoluo Mountain.
Later, there were the old cook, Pei Qian, Shi Rou, the silly Cen Yuanji, Hanniuer Yuanbao, and the second idiot Yuan Lai, because the big idiot was Cao Qinglang.
Later, Chen Pingan abducted a grain of millet from Luzhou, Beiju.
Sometimes Chen Lingjun himself felt that guys like Old Chef Wei Bo looked down on him and blamed them for their high-mindedness. It was really his fault that he was not motivated and liked to wait until death and brag and beat himself up.
There are many people, it’s lively, it’s great.
I was so lonely that I went all the way to Beiju Luzhou to practice hammer training.
What about the Skeleton Beach, Pima Sect, Mural City, Zhuquan, the sect leader, and the two Luoluoshan named worshipers, what about Yaba Lake, Liu Zhiqing, Chunlu Garden, Yunshang City, that Jidu, the Dragon Palace Cave in the middle, and the far west
What kind of mountain does it come from, plus Lion Peak, Li Er and his wife, Li Huai’s sister Li Liu, and Xiao Baoping’s brother Li Xisheng.
The master is his friend, a fire temple, Liu Jinglong of the Taihui Sword Sect, and his disciple Xiao Baitou.
Is this me going to practice for a bright future? Is this me going from door to door and giving gifts?
It’s impossible not to hop on a ferry!
Chen Lingjun packed his luggage and slipped from the second floor to the first floor of the ferry. As a result, Wei Bo appeared out of thin air near the railing of the ferry.
Chen Lingjun laughed and said: "Wei Dashanjun, why are you so polite? You don't need to send me away. You don't need to send me away."
Wei Bo smiled and said: "The boundaries of Beiyue are all under my jurisdiction. Have you forgotten?"
Chen Lingjun rushed to rub the tiger's arm: "How dare you forget this? Even if you have to pee, you will hold it in for fear of staining the great rivers and mountains of Beiyue!"
Wei Bo said: "The mountain of Beiyue Prince is located at the northernmost point of Aquarius Island. I will say hello to the mountain god and watch the ferry go to the sea. When the time comes, you can jump again and I won't care. You can go back slowly and leisurely.
Hurry, as for whether to disembark at the boundary of Dongyue, Ganzhou Mountain, it just depends on your mood."
Chen Lingjun was dumbfounded.
Qingfeng City, which is prosperous in commerce and trade, has been singing and dancing for hundreds of years. Dynasties have changed, and the mountains and rivers have changed colors. The Qingfeng City built at the foot of the mountain has always remained unmoving. Emperors and monarchs have always paid great respect to the Xu family.
Because of the great good relationship formed by their ancestors, the Xu family was able to sit in a fox kingdom, which was worth half of a blessed land.
It is rumored that the fox fairy that the ancestor of the Xu family met already had seven tails, but I don't know if there is one more tail now.
The fox fur beauties produced abundantly by the Xu family in Qingfeng City are expensive, rare and in short supply.
It is a unique feature of Aquarius Continent. As the cross-continental ferries from Beiju Luzhou become more frequent, the Xu family in Qingfeng City becomes more and more wealthy. Especially in the past few years, the head of the Xu family changed the ancestral law and allowed the Fox Kingdom to open up a mirror.
The price of a fox skin talisman will directly double.
Xu hired masters of painting to draw the Four Beautiful Pictures and the Eighteen Ladies, which were either carefully engraved or copied, plus the scattered Fang Sihou and folding fans. Once they were launched, they were all sold out.
Some immortal families on the mountain who have no dealings with Qingfeng City have made some sour remarks. The Xu family is just short of selling erotic pictures. If Xu Hun dares to sell this, he will be considered a true hero.
Deliberately belittling and commenting on Xu Hun as a man wallowing in makeup and powder.
It's just that this man is a real Nascent Soul Realm military monk. After possessing that weird war armor, he is even more powerful and has outstanding combat power. He is one of the few in the five realms of Aquarius Continent with outstanding killing power.
In a private room of a restaurant in downtown Qingfeng City, a young man continued to eat. A scholar in green shirt had already put down his chopsticks, stood up and stood by the window, looking at the bustling people on the street outside. There were indeed many good-looking women.
Liu Chicheng shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "This couple in Qingfeng City, one devotes himself to spiritual practice and the other manages the household to make money, they are a perfect match."
The young man just immersed himself in eating. Liu Chicheng rarely moved his chopsticks, but he ordered a large table of dishes, leaving a lot of food on the table.
Liu Chicheng turned to look at the young man and asked with a smile: "Gu Can, you never said why you came here to hang out, and you deliberately left Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi aside. Now can you talk about it?"
Gu Can wanted to talk to someone, so he stopped his chopsticks, swallowed his food, raised his head and said, "I have a friend who was almost beaten to death by a man named Lu Zhengchun. This Lu Zhengchun is a descendant of the Lu family on Fulu Street.
Now it seems that the Xu family is doing well in Qingfeng City."
Lizhu Dongtian has four major surnames and ten major surnames. Song, Li, Zhao, and Lu are all first-class families.
It's just that the small town Lu family was too involved with the ruined dynasty, so it ended up with the most disastrous outcome. After Li Zhu Cave fell to the earth, only the small town Lu family had no achievements to speak of.
There was only one Lu Zhengchun who followed the wife of the Xu family of Qingfeng City in the early years and left the town together. The Xu family treated him favorably, giving him a lot of monastic resources and even giving him the status of a direct descendant of the ancestral hall as a talisman.
Of Lu's.
Liu Chicheng was not interested in Lu Zhengchun, but asked out of curiosity: "How can a person like you have friends?"
Gu Can nodded and said, "Yes, there are still some."
Liu Chicheng smiled and said: "Actually, there is only one Chen Ping'an?"
Gu Can shook his head, "Ever since we were young, he has never treated me as a friend. There is a big age difference, and I am the same. He is half a relative, which is different. As for Liu Xianyang, who has a big heart, just because
Chen Ping'an, just get closer to me, otherwise he and I have never been the same person, not before, and never will be in the future, but we can barely be considered friends."
When Liu Xianyang returns from the Chen family in Nanbo Suozhou, he should become the direct disciple of Ruan Qiong, the Longquan Sword Sect. Liu Xianyang was taken away from his hometown because his ancestor was the tombkeeper of the Chen family.
There is one thing about Liu Xianyang that Gu Can admires the most. He is naturally good at following the local customs, and he will never be acclimatized.
As for myself, after arriving at Shujian Lake, I even lost all my greatest strength, patience.
When Gu Can looked back at the seemingly beautiful days of Qingxia Island, he realized that he was actually walking towards death step by step.
Being young is no excuse at all.
Gu Can looked at the dishes on the table and continued to eat with chopsticks.
Liu Chicheng suddenly said: "When I go to Baidi City in the future, these relationships will be broken off as soon as possible."
Gu Can looked as usual, just eating and not talking.
Liu Chicheng didn't think he could change Gu Can's temperament. He probably had to look at his senior brother's preaching skills, so he changed the subject, "What did you mean when you said you were 'okay' in the past? Since we are from the same hometown as you, you are of the same age.
Is that the Golden Core Sword Cultivator? Or the Nascent Soul Qi Cultivator?"
Gu Can said: "Now I am a Qi Practitioner in the Fourth Realm. Within ten years, I hope to reach the Cave Mansion Realm. I help the Xu family manage a small part of the business in the Fox Kingdom. If I am not practicing well, I can use the immortal money to make money."
Liu Chicheng put away the folding fan, knocked on his head, and said with a smile: "Future junior brother, are you kidding me, or are you telling a joke?"
Gu Can has a calm expression, doesn’t drink, eats chopsticks slowly, and likes to chew slowly. “If you kill someone, you have to run away. Can you really have a stable and stable place in this life?”
Liu Chicheng laughed dumbly and shook his head, "A waste with such poor cultivation is worthy of you killing people and running away? I am a very talkative person, just nod your head and I will help you solve it. It's just Xu Hun, who can't even reach the fifth realm.
No, it’s a trivial matter.”
Gu Can asked, "What if? Why bother?"
Liu Chicheng was speechless.
Gu Can put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "But if you really want to take action against your mortal enemy, you have to make sure that the enemy doesn't even have anyone to collect the body."
Furthermore, let others find fault.
As for others, there are only two types, one is Chen Ping'an, plus all the others. If you have to make a choice, don't worry about the latter.
In short, Chen Ping'an will never think of completely severing the relationship with himself in this life.
Liu Chicheng smiled brightly.
This kid is really getting more and more pleasing to the eye.
It is the first time for a young girl to get on the sedan chair to be the protector. She is willing to do so and feels very comfortable.
This made Liu Chicheng think about recruiting a disciple.
Gu Can asked: "If I really become your junior brother, can I learn the most advanced magical powers?"
Liu Chicheng couldn't help but laugh, "Baidicheng Jifeng, if you become my junior brother, of course you can learn it, it's up to you to choose, but it's hard to say whether you can succeed in it."
Gu Can said: "I want to learn."
Liu Chicheng tapped Gu Can with his folding fan and said with a smile: "You are young and ignorant, and you are just talking nonsense."
It's not that he doesn't know Gu Can's excellent Taoist qualifications, otherwise he has no idea of taking him to the Middle-earth Divine Continent as a stepping stone to return to Baidi City. However, the Baidi City founded by his senior brother is not an ordinary Taoist temple in the world.
It is true that Liu Chicheng has a deep grudge against his senior brother, but regardless of these old grievances, the senior brother is indeed Liu Chicheng.
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The most awe-inspiring person in this life.
Then there is the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, and then there is Cui Chan, who played the Caiyun chess game with his senior brother.
That’s it for these three.
Liu Chicheng couldn't help but remind him: "My senior brother has an unpredictable temperament. You may reach the sky in one step, or you may become an ordinary person, or even worse, you may lose several lives. Don't think too lightly. Senior brother once
In order to carve out a potential candidate for a retreat disciple, I kept an eye on that poor guy for six hundred years. For the poor guy himself, for eight whole lives, he was actually making wedding clothes for the last closed disciple of Baidi City.
Finally, that person reached the ninth life, but for some reason, he was still abandoned by his senior brother. Senior brother is best at distracting himself, practicing, playing chess, running Baidi City, refining weapons, recruiting disciples... There is almost nothing that senior brother is not good at.
And everything is done calmly and without leakage."
Gu Can nodded and said, "Then I have found a good master."
Liu Chicheng laughed endlessly.
Gu Can stood up to pay the bill.
Liu Chicheng suddenly said in surprise: "What a handsome girl."
Gu Can didn't care.
Liu Chicheng clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "It's not common, it's not common. It has a great background. That silver-white gourd, if I'm not mistaken, is one of the seven sword-raising gourds with the highest rank."
Gu Can frowned, walked quickly to the window, and looked at the young woman leading the horse slowly. She was dressed in red, with a wine gourd hanging from her waist and a narrow knife.
It's Li Baoping.
Why did she come to Qingfeng City?
Gu Can said: "We are not in a hurry to leave. We will wait until she leaves Qingfeng City. Regardless of whether there is any turmoil during this period, I owe you a favor."
Liu Chicheng asked doubtfully: "Do you know this woman?"
Gu Can remained silent.
Liu Chicheng counted his fingers, suddenly cursed, and quickly covered his nose. Blood still seeped out from between his fingers.
Liu Chicheng's expression was solemn, and he rarely restrained his cynicism, and said in a deep voice: "Don't get involved! Just treat it as my senior brother's advice to you, my future junior brother!"
Gu Can stared at the retreating figure of the woman in red and said, "You have to get involved. If something happens, you save her and I will take care of myself."
Liu Chicheng said angrily: "What are you trying to do?!"
Gu Can closed his eyes and began to mentally calculate all the inside information about Qingfeng City.
Liu Chicheng uttered an ouch, leaned against the window, and laughed at himself: "I have such a hard life."
Before Zheng Dafeng went to Yang's shop, he went to a wine shop. He was already familiar with the wine seller, but even though he was an old acquaintance, he was still a little behind.
The woman was so fierce that the people in the town called her Huang Erniang, but her real name had long been forgotten.
In the early days, there was that drunk man who knocked on the widow's door at night. When the woman opened the door, he was hit on the head with a kitchen knife and almost killed her. He lost a lot of money afterwards, but after that, he squatted on the wall, talked dirty, and stole over the wall.
The man in the clothes is gone, and risking the life of the boss for the sake of the second child is not worth it after all.
What's more, Huang Erniang didn't mind at all when they talked about dirty things in the wine shop. They came back and forth, mostly men begging for mercy. When she was serving food and wine, she tried to touch the hands of drunkards, but she only got a kick.
Just a few words of laughter and curses, this deal is a good deal, if the more handsome young students come to drink, the treatment will be different. The more courageous ones will not even roll their eyes, and it will be unclear who is taking advantage of whom.
The wine shop was booming and overcrowded. Master Ruan, who had turned from a blacksmith to a god in the early years, often came here to buy wine. As time went by, Huang Er’s family’s wine became the flagship of the town, and many outsiders were willing to buy it.
Come here and enjoy the celestial spirit of the chief of Dali who worships Saint Ruan. The pastries here and the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane are doing very well now.
Zheng Dafeng stood at the door of the shop, feeling a little worried. There were so many slovenly men staring at him. He guessed that Huang Erniang was too shy to tease him. Moreover, now that the shop was bigger and two busboys were hired, Zheng Dafeng felt that drinking was a taste of it.
Not as good as before.
It's not like when the shop was quiet, but she was a big customer here. Huang Erniang was lying on the counter. When she saw her, it was as if she saw her own man coming home. Every time, she would shake her waist, walk around the counter, and take a bite.
Brother Dafeng, he might twist his arm and curse a heartless ghost in a low voice, until he would turn into a piece of peach blossom cake.
She still insisted on holding his arm high and walked into the shop together. How could there be such a heavy hidden weapon in the world? It was very hurtful. Zheng Dafeng was afraid of hurting his arm. Every time he sat down, he would rub it for a long time before lifting it.
Can afford a wine bowl.
Seven or eight wine tables were full of people. Zheng Dafeng planned to come back when there were fewer people. He never expected that there would be a table full of local men. One of them waved and said: "Hey, isn't this brother Dafeng? Come here.
Sit here, let’s talk it over first. Today you’re treating us, we’ve been to weddings and weddings, and we’ve given you so many drinks. Now you’re helping the gods on the mountain to look after the door. How generous you are. Sure enough, this man can only have money in his pocket.
Stand straight."
The stooped Zheng Dafeng trotted over, sat on a bench with the man, and said with a smile: "Why am I inviting a guest? I am saving a wife's book. I am not as big-eyed as you, Liu, who sold two ancestral houses in the state."
I bought two big houses and a lot of shops in one go in the city. How grand are they? I’m treating you to them? Isn’t this the face of a wealthy man that slaps your eyes? "
Big eyes are a common folk saying, which means that you cannot see people.
The man surnamed Liu is not angry at all. He is used to bickering with Zheng Dafeng. With this kind of sarcastic talk between them, Mao Yu, whoever is angry will lose.
The man has not come to the town often in recent years. The two ancestral houses occupying a large area have been sold long ago. He does not miss the old days. In the past, he would pass by when he went to the grave. Later, he didn’t even bother to go to the grave. The road was too far. During the Qingming Festival,
Burning more yellow paper on the roadside outside the big house in Zhoucheng is considered as a sign of filial piety.
The man lowered his voice and said: "Do you know that the widow in Mud Bottle Alley is really great now? She is really rich and powerful."
The man gave a thumbs up and said, "In terms of family background, now that pretty widow can count on this."
The man immediately regretted and said: "I had known there would have been more of them back then, otherwise now in the city, not to mention a few houses and shops, two or three streets would have to bear my surname!"
Zheng Dafeng poured a bowl of wine by himself. It was not the wine that Huang Erniang brought to his mouth with her own hands. The taste was not much better. Zheng Dafeng first raised the wine bowl, toasted the people at the table with a bowl of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
, they are all former neighbors who are about the same age as Liu Dayan. Now they all have a family business in Zhoucheng and live a life of happiness that they could not even dream of before. The yellow-faced woman who entered the house first,
With the charming concubine who came into the house late, there was a lot of excitement all year round, plus those smart maids who were missing me, the ordinary days were even more lively than during the previous New Year.
Zheng Dafeng made a toast, but except for a relatively honest acquaintance who offered a bowl in return, the others did not move and pretended not to notice.
Zheng Dafeng doesn't care about this. I just came here to drink. Why do I want to lose face?
Quickly pouring another bowl of wine, Zheng Dafeng wiped his lips and said with a smile: "I'm not sure. I wasn't very familiar with Mrs. Gu back then, as you know."
Liu Dayanzi joked: "I'm surprised. You're also a pretty widow, the wife of the Gu family in Mu Ping Lane, and you're still soft-tempered. Why don't you try to hook up with her? How come you're just like Huang Erniang?"
Zheng Dafeng smiled.
The man on the other bench had a shrewd philistine look on his face. He was notoriously stingy back then. He seemed careless and casually asked with a smile: "Dafeng, I heard that you are hanging out with that kid from Mud Bottle Alley now? Look at you.
The more promising you are, the more you go back home. In the early years, you were a gatekeeper and you didn't care about heaven and earth. Now, why don't you feel ashamed to help a junior who is inferior to you? Besides, looking at you now, you don't seem to be following the trend.
You have made a fortune. How about I help you? I have been a good brother for many years. Don’t you still have a small shabby house in the east of the town? I can help you find a rich buyer in the city?
"
Zheng Dafeng started pouring wine again and waved his hand: "No, my little nest, just lie down there and fart all over the place. If I fart to the east, the window paper in the west will shake. It's not worth it."
It is worthless."
The man glanced at Liu Da, who immediately persuaded him: "Brother Dafeng, there is money everywhere on the ground in Zhoucheng. To be honest, a bunch of copper coins fell on the ground now, not gold.
Money, I don’t mind bending over! If you sell that yellow mud house and go to Zhoucheng to settle down, what kind of beautiful wife can’t you get? Besides, when you go to Zhoucheng, our group of old brothers will be there.
It's better to help each other, isn't it better than showing someone the door?"
Zheng Dafeng started to make the paste, and he didn't refuse, just dragging it on, so that he could have a drink next time they met.
In the end, everyone at the table had lost their patience with Zheng Dafeng, and they didn't even pay when they left.
Zheng Dafeng called a familiar face to sit down, and the familiar face called his acquaintance to drink. Then Zheng Dafeng wanted to rub oil on his feet.
Unexpectedly, the woman had sharp eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Dafeng, are you short of money in your pocket, or are you missing a handful in your crotch? If you are short of money and can't pay the wine bill, what does it have to do with us? We just don't have to pay for the drinks.
But if something is missing, then I can’t help.”
Zheng Dafeng kept walking and pretended not to hear.
Huang Erniang slapped the table and said, "Zheng Dafeng! Get back here. If you are brave enough not to be afraid of the knife, you can eat my tofu as you like. But how dare you owe me the money for the drinks? Are you being cowardly?"
The folk customs of the small town have always been simple.
Zheng Dafeng turned around, wandered to the counter, and laughed softly: "I'm short of money. When will I not be short of money? Is there any shortage of other things? Huang Erniang, you don't know yet? Brother Dafeng is a dragon, a tiger, and a tiger.
, it is by no means a wasted reputation.”
Huang Erniang leaned against the counter and nibbled on melon seeds, "Why don't you gamble now? Did you go into the mountains and fall into a sow's nest?"
Zheng Dafeng said with a playful smile: "I gamble just for fun and never ask for money. Have you ever won when you saw me gambling?"
Then Zheng Dafeng said earnestly: "The tens of millions of dollars earned from the gambling table are just a piece of land by the river. The money for life and death has been going around for sixty years. The money for a skill has been passed down for three generations. The money for crops has been worth tens of millions."
Year."
Huang Erniang rolled her eyes and said, "You just like to pretend to be a scholar."
Zheng Dafeng glanced at the woman's clothes, stretched out his hand, and said, "Sister, what kind of fabric is this from? It's so strong, let Brother Dafeng take a look."
The woman was just eating melon seeds and not hiding. She really didn't believe that this guy dared to touch the fabric on her chest.
As expected, Zheng Dafeng retracted his hand angrily, pretended to find a step for himself, wiped the tabletop, and complained: "Sister, it's not like I'm talking about you, I don't even know how to find a job with hard-working hands and feet. Look at this tabletop."
"My son, it's so oily that a fly can't move even if it lands on it. If you're not careful, won't you be crushed to death by two mountains?"
The woman just sneered, "How dare you call me sister? Just count on your fingers, how long has it been since the shop took care of business?"
Zheng Dafeng lay on the counter, turned his head and glanced at the noisy wine table, and said with a smile: "What else do I have to take care of now? I don't need a few bowls of wine."
The woman took advantage of the rickety man to turn his head and look away. Her eyes turned red, but she quickly covered them up.
As if in the blink of an eye, many years have passed.
When she first opened this shop, she was still a young woman, and she was better-looking than she is now. She didn't have the wrinkles around her eyes, and her hands were very supple. I think back to that time, when she had the courage to serve wine to the guests.
, almost all the drunkards glanced at her chest. Only one young man also looked at her breasts, but he also liked to look at her little hands. He could say many flattering words, which were just like the words in the book.
Yes, I don’t quite understand it, but it makes people feel happy.
The shop was able to survive those early bleak years because the man in front of me helped a lot, not just with drinking.
It's just that when she was the most beautiful back then, she was embarrassed and annoyed by those words. Now that she is older and knows more about human nature, she is not so beautiful anymore.
She just felt that Zheng Dafeng was different from ordinary men.
In fact, the eyes and mouth are not honest, but the hands are honest.
It was only later that the woman realized that this was a truly honest person.
Zheng Dafeng turned his head and said, "Old rules, accounting, by the way, give Brother Dafeng another bowl."
The woman threw the bowl on the table and poured the wine into the bowl herself. She faced the wine jar and when she turned and bent down, she knew that the man must be looking at her.
Huang Erniang poured the wine, leaned against the counter again, looked at the man who was sipping the wine, and said softly: "Liu Dayanzhu and his gang are trying to take advantage of your house, so be careful. You might not be able to return to town this time.
I just came here for you."
Zheng Dafeng nodded, "It's still a girl who knows how to feel sorry for others."
"Let me tell you something serious!"
Huang Erniang accentuated her tone slightly and frowned: "Don't worry, I heard that now that these people have money, they are very careless in doing business in the city. The money fell into the hands of good people. It's the heroic courage.
In the pockets of these people, they are harmful people. Your shabby house is small, but the location is good. To the east of the town is the Tomb of the Gods, which is now a martial arts temple. Over the years, how many high-ranking officials have come to burn incense.
Worshiping the mountain? How grand? You don’t know? But I also want to advise you, once you find a suitable buyer, sell it. Don’t be too secretive. Be careful when the Yamen opens to buy from you. The price will then be
It’s all over the place, the price is so low, are you going to sell it or not? If you don’t sell it, will it be able to calm down in the future?”
Zheng Dafeng hummed.
So when it comes to dirty things and bad things, there are a lot of them in the market. In every household, who hasn’t ordered chicken and dog excrement? But when it comes to being smart and kind-hearted, there are actually a lot of them. In every household, who hasn’t had a few bowls of them yet?
Clean rice?
The woman suddenly felt sad, "I'm almost old."
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "That's right. Your kid is now a scholar. I heard he has the nickname of a little scholar? How about it? Brother Dafeng will never lie to you. That kid is a good material at first glance. He's right.
The seed for reading the Eight Classics, the Spring Festival couplets in the wine shop were written by that kid, they are decent, sister, you will be waiting for happiness in the future. The heirlooms are not about money, but about accumulating virtue and doing good deeds."
Huang Erniang glanced at him.
Zheng Dafeng pretended to be shy and blocked it with a wine bowl, "Sister, your eyes are not very serious. Brother Dafeng looks like he went out without any clothes."
Huang Erniang was helpless.
She really has to thank him for teaching her children this. In the early days, the little widow carried a small oil bottle. She really wanted to cut off the meat, and she also wanted to feed her children, drink them, and clothe them. No matter how old the children were, she would not be willing to part with them at all.
After being beaten and scolded, the child went wild and even dared to skip classes in school. She just felt that it was not good and did not know how to teach. She refused to listen to her advice. The child always agreed verbally, but still often went into the river and touched her.
Fish, go up the mountain to catch snakes, and then Zheng Dafeng once drank, and in a lot of dirty talk, he hid the sentence that making money requires finesse, and you should be lenient to others, but not lenient to your children and grandchildren.
Huang Erniang listened and gave the child a good beating to make him behave well.
Huang Erniang suddenly said: "Having two minds, neither three nor four, five people and six people, a mess, inseparable, he is a coward."
These were the words Zheng Dafeng used to curse others while drinking in a liquor store.
In fact, it doesn't have much strength, it's too sore, and it doesn't hurt to curse people.
However, Huang Erniang thought it was quite interesting, so she remembered that scolding didn't seem to be the same as those women's people like them who scolded first and then scratched their faces, and those country men.
Zheng Dafeng pretended not to understand, but began to feel sorry for himself, "I'm a bachelor, it's cold and cold. What a poor way? Mice starve, so they have to move. Mosquitoes and lice can barely drink a few sips of wine. After saving up enough wife books, which girl is willing?"
Come to the door."
Huang Erniang asked with a smile: "How old is this girl?"
Zheng Dafeng glanced at the woman and said with a smile: "As for your age, it doesn't matter whether you are old or young. It just needs to be older."
Huang Erniang threw a handful of melon seeds and threw them at the man.
Zheng Dafeng dodged. A bowl of wine would always be finished. He put down the wine bowl, reached out and patted his face, tut-tutting: "A man who drinks like a long whale sucks in hundreds of rivers, and is as drunk as a jade mountain will collapse. Girl, you have good eyesight."
ah."
Huang Erniang sneered: "You are just a stick. You fell out when you were drunk.
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In the latrine, drowned, or starved to death, it's up to you."
Zheng Dafeng said: "Let's go. The money will definitely be paid back later."
Huang Erniang suddenly asked: "Are you going away again?"
Zheng Dafeng said: "It's not too far."
The blessed land of lotus roots is said to be close, but it is as close as Luopo Mountain. It is said to be far, but in fact it is far away.
Huang Erniang lowered her voice, "I haven't suffered enough yet, what good things are there out there?"
Zheng Dafeng turned his head and said with a smile: "I once saw a saying in a book that Huang Si's house is full of flowers, but it is actually not as good as Huang Er's."
Huang Erniang asked: "Can't we just leave? If we owe money for drinks, we will always owe it."
Zheng Dafeng shook his head and left.
The woman kept watching the man with his arm around his back gradually disappearing, and she had already lost her vision.
Zheng Dafeng came to Yang's shop as a temporary help. The precocious junior sister Su Dian and the inexperienced junior brother Shi Lingshan have now gone to practice.
Currently, there is only one Yang family boy in the shop looking after the business. Zheng Dafeng is now much thicker-skinned. Even if he is still not treated well by his master, he can just stay in the front shop anyway and not bother his old man in the backyard.
Approaching the shop, Zheng Dafeng quietly let go of the smell of alcohol and entered the shop. The young waiter was dozing over there. He heard the sound of Zheng Dafeng moving the small bench. When he woke up, he continued to sleep. Young people of the Yang family, bother this Zheng
It’s not like Dafeng has been around for a year or two, and he doesn’t like to get involved in relationships. A bachelor who is looking at the gate goes on a long trip, loses half his life outside, and comes back in despair to continue looking at the gate. How much future can he have? If not
The old man of the Yang family said a few words that were neither serious nor serious. A slovenly man like Zheng Dafeng could not even think of helping the shop by relying on his little relationship with the old man in the backyard.
The Yang family has not been going well in recent years, and even the younger brothers of the Yang family have not been doing well. In the past, the four surnames and ten clans, except for a few who directly moved their families to Dali Capital, as long as there are still some people left in their hometown.
They are all working in the city and are becoming more prosperous and making money every day. Therefore, those who are young and have some ambitions are more jealous and enthusiastic, while the old man Yang secretly has a cold heart.
If you don't want to take care of it, just let it go as a group of unworthy descendants.
The old man's only confidence was the prescription given by Old Man Yang in the backyard.
But this transaction was handled by only three people in the entire family, exactly three generations, which was enough without the worry of being left behind.
As soon as there are more children and grandchildren, the person who is in charge of the family likes to give more to those who are truly promising, and to support those who have no money, so that they will not starve to death, and those who can make money will only become richer.
Zheng Dafeng moved a bench and sat at the door of the shop. He could bask in the sun for free, and it would not bask in the sun without getting white. He could enjoy the flowers and the moon on the mountain, and join in the fun at the market below. It was the best of both worlds.
Zheng Dafeng looked up at the sun and saw everything in the sky?
I watched it like this for a long time, and it has been like this since I was a child. After watching it for a long time, it was not dazzling and I didn’t feel anything. Later, Zheng Dafeng learned boxing and martial arts, so he didn’t think too much about it.
Zheng Dafeng withdrew his gaze and patted his knees, "Last year I was looking forward to a good year, but this year I still have a broken cotton-padded jacket. This year I am thinking about next year, and next year will be good."
The young man at the counter muttered: "It's so noisy."
Zheng Dafeng turned around and said with a smile: "Are you dead?"
The young man glared and said, "Why are you talking!"
Zheng Dafeng looked puzzled and said: "If you don't use your mouth, why don't you use your butt?"
The young man slapped the table and said, "Zheng Dafeng, please keep your mouth clean!"
Zheng Dafeng smiled, raised his hand and pressed it a few times, and said patiently: "Keep your voice down, our common people's tables are either used to place rice bowls or place incense burners. They don't do anything else.
It doesn’t matter, for example, the abacus, it doesn’t matter. So don’t slam the table, it’s disrespectful to the gods of heaven, earth, and it’s not allowed.”
The young man sneered and said: "You damn boy are here talking nonsense and talking about old stories. You are so crippled and hunchbacked that you have spent your whole life being a watchdog. Do you really think of this shop as your own home?!"
The tip of an ox's horn is not as powerful as the mouth of a knife.
It's just that the thing that Zheng Dafeng has the most to discuss with others is not his martial arts with his senior brother Li Er, but his verbal skills.
There are not many people in the town, but this one has the most masters.
Mubo Alley and Xinghua Alley are full of outstanding people and masters.
Let’s just say that Chen Ping’an, the boring gourd, didn’t make any moves during those teenage years. In fact, he was building up his internal strength for this skill day after day.
Zheng Dafeng immediately became happy. Su Dian was too stubborn and Shi Lingshan was too naive. Finally, someone who knew how to talk and chat came here. It was so exciting that Zheng Dafeng moved a stool closer to the threshold and said with a smile: "Yang Shu, I heard that
Do you always like to burn incense at the Tiefu Jiangshui Temple? Do you know the real rules for burning incense? Apart from anything else, this kind of thing requires careful attention to old rules? Do you know why you need to hold the incense in your left hand?
Then do you know that you are left-handed, so that would be bad?"
The young man named Yang Shu felt a little confused, but his expression remained disdainful, and he didn't even bother to talk.
Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "Fifteen loves the neighbor's wife. Thirty likes other people's sons. Fifty-sixty is a good daughter-in-law in his family. The Yang family has three bedrooms and a good family tradition."
Yang Shu immediately blushed, picked up the abacus, and smashed it at the bastard.
The head of the Yang family's third-bedroom family does not have a good reputation on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane. He is the kind of rich man who "has an unknotted belt."
Zheng Dafeng stretched out his hand to catch the abacus, "This is your Yang family's money-making possessions. You can't throw it away. If it breaks, who should I ask to pay for it? I am a barefoot man and you have a small amount of money. Even if you throw dirty water at me, it will work."
? Who do you think will pay in the end? Now you are waiting to go to the city to earn that unconscionable side income. Let me see, it is better not to go. The prosperity of a family depends on etiquette and justice, not wealth and poverty.
If you can't do it, study hard and give birth to a few more capable children. There is still hope that your descendants will bring glory to your ancestors."
Yang Shu's face turned livid and his whole body was shaking with anger.
Zheng Dafeng shook his head and raised his hand, "Don't fight with me. I don't strike lightly or hard. With this punch, you will probably start practicing Drunken Boxing, the kind of self-taught one without a teacher."
Yang Shu wanted to go around the counter, not fight, and go home.
Suddenly the curtain was lifted, and the old man said: "Yang Shu, don't you think it's embarrassing to compete with a janitor?"
Yang Shu snorted coldly, but now that he had a step to go down, he still had to leave Yang's shop, but his steps slowed down and he walked more steadily.
When Yang Shu crossed the threshold close to the door and finally walked away, Old Yang, who rarely walked to the front of the shop, came to the door and said: "How fun is it to compete with a loser? Can the other party understand human language?"
Zheng Dafeng had already stood up and straightened his back as much as possible.
The old man accepts a disciple, respects the teacher, respects the Tao and pays homage to the incense, this is the first priority.
Zheng Dafeng followed the old man to the backyard. The old man lifted the curtain and put it down casually when people passed the threshold. Zheng Dafeng held it gently. When people passed by, he still held it and put it down gently.
Old man Yang sat on the steps of the main room, knocked on the cigarette rod, and picked up the cigarette bag at his waist.
Soon he started puffing away again.
The thin bamboo cigarette rod was a gift from someone else, and the tobacco leaves were a gift from that little brat Li Huai. Over the years, the cigarette rod had been rubbed from its original green color and smoked into a light bamboo yellow.
Old Man Yang said: "Even if you go to a small lotus root blessed land, what's the point?"
Zheng Dafeng said: "After all, it is the most powerful thing in the world."
Old Man Yang glanced sideways at this disciple.
Being too smart is never a good thing.
Zheng Dafeng said helplessly: "Listen to Master."
Come on, I'm really going on a long trip now.
Old Man Yang said: "When you get there, start all over again. The road will be more difficult, but as long as the road is not difficult, there will be more people. There is a reason why Fan Junmao becomes the King of Nanyue Mountain instead of you."
Zheng Dafeng just listened to the teachings anyway.
Old Man Yang asked: "Why do you think it was at this time that the fifth world was opened up for Confucianism? You know, that world was discovered long ago."
Zheng Dafeng replied: "In case the war is imminent, the various schools of thought will not help, but will hinder us and create trouble. Now there is an extra piece of the world out of thin air. If you have the ability, fight for it."
Old Man Yang asked again: "Do you know why Taoism and Buddhism are the most suitable in the world of Dudu Haoran? In Qingming world, where do Confucian academies and Buddhist temples have a foothold?"
Zheng Dafeng looked solemn. He could never come up with an answer to this question by himself.
Old Man Yang actually waved his hand to disperse the smoke and asked: "I once called the saints of the three religions "Pixiu, right?"
Zheng Dafeng nodded.
The old man smiled and said: "I just don't know who will be the first to slap me in the face."
Now Master, from his side, he doesn't mind talking more.
But Zheng Dafeng was somewhat nostalgic for the bleak years in his early years when "the master talked little and only made a cross".
Zheng Dafeng was suddenly stunned.
Old Man Yang sneered: "Finally you remember? I think you are not as smart as Li Er, but you are never convinced."
Li Er once reminded Zheng Dafeng, think carefully about why Master never speaks more than ten words to you.
Back then, Zheng Dafeng was under the dark lamp, and he just felt that his master felt that he was an eyesore and was not willing to say another word.
ten.
The Ten Realms of Martial Arts.
When I was at the peak of the Far Traveling Realm, I traveled south to Old Dragon City and guarded that dusty shop. Then I met Chen Ping'an and then broke through. I was almost, really just a little bit close, breaking two bottlenecks in a row.
, directly from the eighth realm to the tenth realm!
Old Man Yang sneered: "If you had the ability to ask me to say one more word back then, you would have been in the Tenth Realm a long time ago. How could there be so many messy things now. You wandered here and there, and Qi Jingchun also asked, with that Yao Lao'er
Just chatting, so what? Is it now the tenth realm or the eleventh realm? Well, multiplied by two, it’s almost enough.”
Zheng Dafeng is still quite accustomed to such a master.
However, Zheng Dafeng rarely spoke back, "Mr. Qi and Old Man Yao are still very knowledgeable. It's just that I have a poor understanding and cannot learn the subtleties."
"Did I say you have a good understanding?"
Old Man Yang twisted some tobacco and said with a sarcastic look on his face, "What's the most troublesome thing about a house? The window paper is torn? The door is rotten? Is this a big deal? It's the Xinghua in Ni Ping Lane.
A poor family in the alley can't afford this little money for sewing? Let's just talk about Chen Pingan's ancestral house. A big kid can carry a hatchet and go up and down the mountain to replace the old one with a new one. You can learn from other people's principles.
No matter how good you are, you think you understand everything thoroughly, but in fact it is just a job of sticking up to the doorkeeper and hanging Spring Festival couplets. In just one year, it has faded away despite all the ups and downs."
Zheng Dafeng said: "It's a matter of changing beams and pillars, and going to war."
Old Man Yang nodded and said: "Do you think other people's principles are really so easy to learn? What has to be done is to tear down the original pillars and make a major renovation of the mind. This is the true meaning of cultivating the mind. You have to compete with yourself and endure it."
Old Man Yang sighed, "Let's just say that Qi Jingchun couldn't come up with a 'just and right' way in Lizhu Cave for a while. Looking at Chen Pingan, how much do you think he thinks he knows?
A truth? Not many, just a few. As a person, what kind of person am I? In studying, how should I understand the world. In practice, how to gain a foothold in the world, how to live in the world, how to get along harmoniously with the world, and live better.
It’s just three things, just a few principles. To be a good person, add up a little and make a lot. Is it complicated to be a truly good person? It’s very simple, but is it easy to do? It’s difficult.”
Old Man Yang could roughly guess Qi Jingchun's intellectual background back then.
Taoist ancestors once said that if you lose Tao, you will be virtuous; if you lose virtue, you will be benevolent; if you lose benevolence, you will be righteous.
Qi Jingchun was probably thinking about the solution to this matter, maybe trying to push back, not the order, but the order.
Even Qi Jingchun's thoughts and concerns are bigger than this.
It's a pity that everything has passed away.
Zheng Dafeng asked: "That disciple?"
Old Man Yang asked back: "It's up to the master to bring him in to practice. Does he still need the master to teach his disciples how to eat and poop?"
Zheng Dafeng said: "After going to that world, I will think about it carefully."
Old Yang raised his hand, shook his sleeves, and threw out the small temple that had been refining and put away. The old man waved his palm, and the golden light flashed away and disappeared into the center of Zheng Dafeng's eyebrows.
Zheng Dafeng remained motionless.
Old Man Yang said: "Return it to its original owner and put it here with me. It won't be an eyesore. I won't look at it anyway. It's just annoying."
Those golden lights are Zheng Dafeng’s soul.
Zheng Dafeng stood up, bent down and clasped his fists, "Disciple thanks master for preaching and protecting the Tao."
Old Man Yang puffed out smoke.
Zheng Dafeng sat down immediately.
Just standing like that is not very respectful.
Zheng Dafeng turned around and looked around. Not long after, a young man in a Confucian shirt walked in with flying eyebrows, carrying a bamboo box on his back and holding a hiking pole.
Zheng Dafeng had a sullen face.
The tired young man walked quickly to Old Yang, squatted down, rubbed his shoulders, and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, these muscles and bones are still strong, like a young and strong young man, it's not too much to marry a wife. Gale, you are
It’s true, why do you become a disciple and you don’t know how to help your master look for someone? It’s hard for you to find a wife, is it also hard to find a master’s wife?”
Old Man Yang doesn't care.
Zheng Dafeng was not surprised.
In all the world, Li Huai is probably the only one who dares to treat the old man like this.
Old Man Yang asked: "Are you going to study at Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain again?"
Li Huai simply sat down on the ground, "This is the second priority. I'm going to fight Pei Qian. Of course it's a fight. We haven't seen each other for a few years. We have accumulated a lot of property. Let's make a fight outside the Jise Peak Ancestral Hall.
In the square, it was a grand event where top masters competed. She went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and met in the academy earlier. She said she had to pack up her treasures and fight again later."
Li Huai said regretfully: "It's a pity that Li Baoping traveled alone in the Jianghu. If I lose Pei Qian, it's okay. If I accidentally win her, without Li Baoping's help, I'm afraid I won't be able to get down the mountain of desolation."
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "Is there anyone else you are afraid of?"
Li Huai nodded and said: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid of Mr. Qi, I'm afraid of Baoping, I'm afraid of Pei Qian, I'm afraid of so many academy masters and gentlemen."
Zheng Dafeng joked: "Is Chen Pingan afraid?"
Li Huai thought about it seriously and said, "As long as he is here, I won't be afraid."
In Fulu Street, there are the scholar Li Xisheng who traveled to Luzhou in Beiju, Li Baoping who studied at Cliff Academy in Sui Dynasty, and Zhao Yao who traveled to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth.
In Taoye Lane, there are Xie Ling, the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect, Tao Ya, a maid of the Wei family who is going to the capital of Dali, and Lin Shouyi, who is practicing Taoism with peace of mind and doing both research and studies.
In Mu Ping Alley, there is Chen Ping'an who went to the Sword Qi Great Wall, Gu Can who caused a storm in Shujian Lake and started to sleep again, Song Jixin who became the king of the Great Li clan, and his maid Zhi Gui.
In Xinghua Lane, there is Ma Kuxuan, who is known as the young genius leader of the continent.
Siblings Li Liu and Li Huai.
Dong Shuijing doing business.
There are also Yangjia Shop, Sudian and Shilingshan.
Those with the best luck in small towns often have strong roots, such as Li Huai and Gu Can. When the old locust trees shed the most leaves, it was actually Gu Can. Without him realizing it, that little slug was already carrying a lot of leaves.
Dadou. When he returned to Mu Ping Alley and was reminded by Chen Pingan, he realized that there were so many locust leaves in his pocket.
The one with the toughest fate is probably Chen Pingan.
But all this, the children and teenagers in the streets and alleys of Lizhu Dongtian in the past, nearly fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. Everyone has their own encounters, opportunities and achievements, and it is not smooth sailing.
Unknowingly, in the past fifteen years, many children in the small town have already reached the age of frailty, and the group of young men back then will be thirty years old.