Sword comes

Chapter 472 A Little Thing About a Bamboo Scabbard

Chen Ping came to the gate and took off the bamboo hat.

Senior Song is still wearing a long black gown, but he no longer wears a sword, and he is much older.

With an expression of disbelief on his face, the sword master of the Shushui country asked with a thick accent: "Gua Waer"

Chen Pingan nodded and shook his head, but finally nodded.

Song Yushao laughed heartily, and slapped Chen Ping'an heavily on the shoulder, "Good guy, you are so fast that you can't even recognize him. Why don't you wear straw sandals and carry a bamboo box on your back, maybe you can recognize you at a glance."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Go eat hot pot?"

Song Yushao didn't answer the question, but asked instead: "What's going on in the small town? Su Lang's sword energy suddenly cut off. It has something to do with you kid."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Stop me, beat that Su Lang back to the small town, and probably won't trouble the old senior again."

He didn't make up a random reason. After all, Senior Song is an old Jianghu whom he admires very much, so it's hard to fool him.

It's just that in the world, the truth is often false, and the lie is true.

The old concierge didn't believe it, and Song Yushao's grandson Song Fengshan and his wife Liu Qian didn't believe it either.

Only Song Yushao believed it, and took Chen Ping'an's arm, "Since the matter is over, let's go and sit inside, there is no need to worry about the hot pot, after you finish the hot pot, you pay the debt, just pat your butt If you want to leave, I have the nerve to stop you from leaving, and I can't stop you."

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian looked at each other.

The old concierge swallowed secretly.

When Chen Pingan and the old concierge were about to pass each other, he stopped, took a step back, and said with a smile: "Look, just say that I know your Zhuangzi very well, don't stop me next time, or I will just jump over the wall .”

The old concierge didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and cupped his fists to plead guilty, "Mr. Chen, I was the one who was blind before, so I offended you."

Chen Ping made a gesture of raising his head to drink.

The old concierge understood and gave Chen Ping a thumbs up.

Song Yushao took Chen Ping'an and left.

Song Fengshan didn't follow immediately, and asked softly, "Old Qi, what's going on?"

The old concierge told the previous joke, and happily told an embarrassing incident about himself.

Song Fengshan stretched out a finger and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.

Liu Qian said with a smile: "It's not very good, if it spreads out, it will be a big story."

The old concierge smiled sarcastically.

In the hall of the villa, everyone took their seats, and Liu Qian poured tea herself.

Chen Ping took a sip of tea and asked curiously, "Chu Hao didn't die back then."

Song Fengshan shook his head and said: "I can't die anymore, but Han Yuanshan took over his identity. Han Yuanshan has always been good at disguise."

Chen Ping'an was stunned.

The earliest Four Demons of the Shushui Kingdom, Wei Wei, the female ghost of the ancient temple, Han Yuanshan, the demon figure who was killed in Jianshui Villa by Zhou Ju, a sage of the academy, and the last one, far away in the sky and right in front of us, were Song Fengshan's. Wife, Liu Qian.

Liu Qian did it for her husband, Song Fengshan, and to push the reputation of Jianshui Villa to a higher level.

As for the noble son of the Han family in Xiaochongshan, Han Yuanshan is ambitious, the city is deep, and the means are not bad. He wants to take advantage of the power of the country and become the center of the temple. What Han Yuanshan wants to do in the future is unknown imagine.

Han Yuanshan was able to accomplish such a big thing. With Chu Hao's face and identity, it is not surprising that Chen Pingan is covering the sky with only one hand in the temples and rivers and lakes of Shushui Kingdom. However, since Song Fengshan and Liu Qian couple have such a big The handle, Han Yuanshan is not the real Chu Hao, he is so aggressive against Jianshui Villa, why is Jianshui Villa unable to fight back Han Yuanshan is really not afraid that the villa will completely tear his face and expose his identity

Song Fengshan seemed to see through Chen Pingan's doubts, and explained with a smile: "Acting is just for people to see. It's a business. Chu Hao will rely on this to pave the way for Hengdao Villa who has taken refuge in him and unify the rivers and lakes. Han Yuanshan knows that our Jianshui Villa , would not be a running dog of the imperial court, but started to vigorously support Wang Yiran of Hengdao Villa. We have no objection to this. Wang Yiran cares about the title of the number one sect in the world, but we don't. We just want to take this opportunity, Looking for a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, away from the turmoil of the world. In exchange, Han Yuanshan will set aside a piece of land on the mountain in the name of the court of the Shushui Kingdom to build a new Zhuangzi for us. It is the geomantic treasure land that my grandfather has long favored. Han Yuanshan I will try to get my wife a conferment from the river god. I will turn down all entertainments, reject all human relations in the rivers and lakes, and practice swords with peace of mind."

Liu Qian is not an ordinary woman, both in status and intelligence.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Chen Pingan hummed, "Take a step back, and the sea and the sky will be brighter. Brother Song can concentrate on swordsmanship, and sister-in-law can also have a long-term future. Moreover, the land of ancestral property is selected as the mountain temple, which is not a small merit. There will be ancestral shadows and virtues to protect the descendants. But the only thing that needs to be paid attention to is the old man and Brother Song. You need to come here from time to time in the future. If the incense of the new mountain god is not clean, you must cut it early. Of course, it is the last Bad result."

Song Yushao and Song Yushao looked at each other and smiled.

Chen Pingan knew it well, he must have been talking too much, indeed, whether it is Senior Song or Song Fengshan, they are all familiar with the affairs of the mountains, especially the seniors like to travel around with swords, otherwise they would not be able to learn from Dilongshan. Xianjiadukou, to buy a sword for Song Fengshan.

Chen Pingan told himself silently that nothing was urgent and he would stay in the villa for a few days.

After all, it is the Song family's own housework. Chen Ping'an is actually a newcomer here, so it's not easy to talk and ask.

In Chen Ping's mind, no matter how other people walk the rivers and lakes, his rivers and lakes will not be that I punched Su Lang back today, had hot pot with Song Yushao tomorrow, and returned to the north with the sword the day after tomorrow. , don't think about everything, it seems that from the beginning to the end, there are only the fastest punches, the fastest swords, drink happily, eat hot pot, learn boxing and swordsmanship, have some achievements, life should be so simple, more and more Save worry and effort.

It shouldn't be.

Maybe it will be different when I come to Beiju Luzhou, where I am not familiar with, and I will not have so many worries.

So after meeting each other, I can only ask more about other people's affairs, and deliberate on some Song family affairs from the side.

But there is one thing, Chen Ping'an is very clear, to be able to give up the ancestral property of the villa, the courage is not small, and the matter is not small.

Especially it is not easy for Senior Song to be willing to nod this way.

For the older generation of rivers and lakes, the face is bigger than the sky, the old Song Song is the old rivers and lakes, in fact, Wang Yiran can also be counted, the green bamboo sword fairy Su Lang of Songxi country, not so much.

Among other things, just saying that Su Lang showed up this time and used his sword in a small town is very unruly.

Because according to the old rules passed down from one generation to the next, since the old Sword Master of Song Dynasty of Shushui Kingdom openly rejected Su Lang's invitation to fight, he didn't have any reason or excuse, let alone postponed the fight for a few years. The leeway, in fact, means that Song Yushao voluntarily gave up the title of No. 1 swordsmanship. It is similar to a game of chess, where a chess player throws a piece and admits defeat, but he doesn't say the words "I lost".As for Song Yushao's old Jianghu, what he gave away with both hands, in addition to his status and title, there is also the reputation and face accumulated all his life, it can be said that he has given up half his life.

Song Yushao just looked at Chen Pingan with a smile, the small melon skin back then is fine now.I just don’t know if I drink too much, and if I eat spicy food, I still believe that drinking can relieve the spicy taste. The old man is especially curious. After meeting the girl Chen Ping’an, did she become a crow? Mouth, "You are a good man" to dismiss

Hearing Song Fengshan's reasonable explanation, Chen Pingan felt a little strange, and couldn't help asking: "Then what's going on with Su Lang? I can see that his aura of preparing to strike the sword in the small town is absolutely true, is it true?" I want to share life and death with the seniors, not just the level of swordsmanship."

This time it was Song Yushao who personally came to explain Chen Pingan's doubts: "The sword god of the Caiyi country that I respected the most back then is probably at the level of Su Lang now. Su Lang is extremely talented. After breaking the mirror, he wants to find A sword-grinding stone helps him to stabilize his realm. After seeing more than a dozen countries, I, Song Yushao, just happen to use a sword, and my reputation is enough, and he is inferior to Su Lang. Good match."

Song Yu Shao is actually not interested in drinking tea, but there is less drinking now, and the only exception is during the holidays. The grandson and granddaughter-in-law are lenient, like guarding against thieves, there is no way, just drink the weakest wine ,better than nothing.

The old man continued: "It's just Su Lang's disturbance, which makes me a bit in a dilemma. If I agree to fight with him, it doesn't matter if I lose or die, but it will ruin our relationship with Han Yuanshan. buy and sell."

Having said that, Song Yushao took a sip of tea, and Liu Qian hurriedly got up to refill a cup of tea.

Song Yushao complained, "Even if you drink a few catties of tea, you still don't taste like alcohol. Now that Chen Ping'an is here, it's not good to treat guests with tea."

Just as Liu Qian was about to take her seat, since Grandpa asked questions, she continued to stand and said with a smile, "Grandpa, Fengshan has the final say on this matter."

Song Fengshan said with a stern face: "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, grandpa even finished drinking Lidong and Xiaonian."

Song Yushao sighed, but didn't insist.

Chen Pingan was a little happy. It could be seen that the relationship between the grandfather and grandson is harmonious now, and it is no longer the knot in each other's hearts as it was in the early days, which is difficult for gods to solve.

Song Yushao continued the previous topic, with a somewhat self-deprecating expression, "I lost, and with the virtues of people in the rivers and lakes of the Shushui Kingdom, there will definitely be countless people who will fall into trouble. Even if they move in the future, they will not stop. Everyone wants to step on us. A kick, at least a few mouthfuls of saliva. If I die, maybe Han Yuanshan will go back on his word and let Wang Yiran annex the Jianshui Villa. The sword master of the Shushui Kingdom is worthless now. It's a pity that Su Lang has shown his sharpness. He got the fake one and wanted to grab the real one. It's common sense for people to be a little out of line with the rules of the older generation, but now it's just a joke to talk about the old rules."

Song Fengshan hesitated to speak.

Song Yushao waved his hands and said with a smile: "Don't think too much, just complain a few words in front of Chen Ping'an, what kind of temper do I have, Grandpa, you don't know if you really can't let go of these vain people, don't let them go early in the morning." Will agree to Han Yuanshan to do business. After all, his skills are still inferior to others, and he will not be able to break through that bottleneck in his life. This gave Su Lang a chance to come from behind. Those who learn swords, who doesn't want to be the best, there is no one around. shoulder to shoulder”

Song Yushao took the initiative to say something to Su Lang, and then he said some things to the river and lake where it is a pity that no one listened to it, "In the past ten countries and lakes, the elders of the sword god of the Caiyi country were the most virtuous and respected. Lin Gushan of the ancient Yu Kingdom is not good at being a human being, even if I, Song Yushao, am not worthy, I like to travel all over the world, Su Lang is full of vigor and ambition, no matter what, he is still full of vigor in the world, no matter who he learns from It's a way. Now that the old sword god is dead, Lin Gushan is also dead, I'm half dead, only Su Lang is left, Su Lang wants to take the top position, as long as his swordsmanship reaches that level, no one can stop him, I I'm just afraid that Su Lang will make a bad start. In the future, young people who practice swords in the Jianghu will lose their breath. They only feel that my swordsmanship is good, and the rules are nothing. You, Chen Pingan, or Song Fengshan, are rich and wealthy. If you want, you can of course go to the brothel and spend a lot of money. A woman from a respectable family can humiliate people with money and power."

Chen Ping said helplessly: "I have never been to a brothel."

Seeing Liu Qian lowering her head to drink tea, with a half-smile on her mouth, Song Fengshan hurriedly echoed, "Me neither, absolutely not."

After all, Jiang is old and spicy, and he doesn't discuss it with others. Song Yushao turned his head, smiled and reminded Liu Qian: "If a man has never been to a brothel, or has no such effort at all, he will not be so swearing. , will just pass by with a smile, the clouds are calm and the wind is light."

Liu Qian nodded slightly, and said softly: "It seems to be alas."

Chen Pingan and Song Fengshan looked at each other in dismay, but Song Fengshan's eyes included complaints and grievances, all of which were led by you, Chen Pingan.

Sorry to blame you, Song Fengshan, for how many years you have been in the rivers and lakes. I, Chen Pingan, have only been around for a few years.

Song Fengshan froze on the spot.

this guy is bad

Liu Qian covered her mouth and smiled.

Song Yushao laughed loudly and said: "It seems that these years, you have been a fool in the world."

Song Fengshan shook his head, turned to his wife and said, "Let's get some wine, or I won't be happy."

Liu Qian went to get up to get the wine.

Song Yu's burn was burnt, and his voice became louder.

Song Fengshan didn't drink much, and Liu Qian only had a token drink.

Song Yushao and Chen Pingan drank the two jars of good wine brewed by Zhuangzi himself and cellared for more than five years.

As soon as he heard that Chen Pingan planned to leave the day after tomorrow, Song Yushao waved his hand, "Go and get two more jars, as long as this melon rind drank me down, let alone the day after tomorrow, he is allowed to leave immediately after drinking."

Liu Qian got up to get the wine without hesitation.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Then leave the day after tomorrow. Senior Song, I really have something to do. I have to catch a cross-continental ferry to Beiju Luzhou. If I miss it, I have to wait at least another month. "

Song Yushao stared and said: "Then why don't you just walk for a day or two now and you won't lose your time? It must be that my Song Yushao noodles are too small, or you, Chen Pingan, are too proud now."

Chen Pingan muttered: "It is said that persuading people to drink at the wine table is the best way to see the morality of the world."

Song Yushao patted the table, "Drinking your wine, I see that girl, unless she has bad eyesight, she will never like a man like you who drank and dawdled. It's useless." Bar"

When Chen Pingan heard this, he was in a good mood, his eyes were shining, and he was full of pride, but his tongue was a little knotted when he spoke, "Drinking and drinking, I'm afraid of you, old man Song, you really screwed me up. In a word, I was scared to death, but fortunately, come here, drink this bowl first, and then tell the truth, old man, you don’t drink as much as you did back then. You only have a few bowls of wine. Look at you, your face is turning red , as if painted with rouge and gouache"

Song Yushao blew his beard and stared at his eyes, "Don't shake your hands when you have the ability to drink, hold it steady, if you dare to shake a drop of wine, you will lose a little bit of Jianghu love."

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian were secretly having fun, they were still young, and the ability to persuade people to drink on the old Jianghu table emerged endlessly, and it was hard to guard against.

One old and one young, they were so drunk that they were in a daze.

In the eyes of Song Fengshan and Liu Qian, both of them had already taken off their boots and sat cross-legged on chairs.

Fortunately, Song Fengshan was in charge, and he refused to give any more wine, so the two of them didn't fully enjoy themselves, otherwise they would probably drink until they vomited, or they would drink after vomiting.

Chen Pingan still lived in the same house back then, which was relatively close to the Shanshui Pavilion and the waterfall.

Fall back to sleep.

Song Yushao was not much better, he staggered back to his residence, and soon snored like thunder.

Chen Pingan was really drunk, he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, trying to maintain a trace of clarity.

There is something wrong with Senior Song's spirit.

Otherwise, the old sword master of the Shushui country who met for the first time had to agree to Han Yuanshan because he was worried about the future of the younger generation, and because of the situation, he had to reject Su Lang's competition, but even so, seeing him today Ping An is by no means in that state of mind.

I won't be so obedient and accept my fate.

But Chen Pingan didn't ask directly, no matter how much he drank, he didn't mention this.

It's not that the relationship is good. If you drink too much, you can really speak and act without restraint.

One or two unintentional words from the closest person has become a knot in the heart for a lifetime.

Drink till the end.

Song Yushao suddenly glanced at the bamboo hat placed on the table, and at the long sword behind Chen Pingan's back, and asked: "This sword is good."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

Song Yu smiled and said, "That's good."

Chen Ping was at a loss, didn't think much, couldn't take care of it, and hiccupped.

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian looked a little lonely, but they just concealed it very well and disappeared in a flash.

Chen Ping'an had a headache from drinking and fell asleep muttering.

There is wine today, and I am drunk today. If I am drunk, I will be a god.Worry about tomorrow, worry about tomorrow, all kinds of sorrow and wine.

Early in the morning, Chen Pingan opened his eyes, got up and took a shower, then walked along the quiet path to the waterfall.

Of course, it's not for practicing boxing, but I want to see the words that he secretly carved on the stone wall back then.

As a result, at the Shanshui Pavilion, I saw Song Fengshan instead of Song Yushao.

Chen Ping walked quickly, and Song Fengshan got up to meet him.

Song Fengshan said with a smile: "It's rare for Grandpa to drink like this without restraint, and he hasn't gotten up yet."

Chen Pingan was a little guilty, silent for a moment, looked around, "Isn't it a pity to move out of here?"

Song Fengshan hummed, "Of course I will be a little bit reluctant, but this matter is Grandpa's own idea, and Han Yuanshan took the initiative to ask someone to find him. In fact, Liu Qian and I didn't want to agree at the time. Our initial thought was to take a step back. At most Even Wang Yiran, who made that grandfather look up to him, won a battle of swords, so that Wang Yiran could take advantage of the opportunity to become the martial arts leader of the Shushui Kingdom. Jianshui Villa will never be moved. But grandpa didn’t agree, saying that Zhuangzi is dead and people are alive, so there’s nothing he can’t let go of. You also know grandpa’s temper, so you can’t resist it.”

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "This is how the old man is, otherwise he would not have stopped the thousands of troops of the Shushui Kingdom by himself."

Song Yushao is to Chen Pingan.

Very important.

Some people, as long as they are still in the rivers and lakes, every time they do something, it is like holding the jug of the rivers and lakes and pouring out a glass of wine for others. That is.

Song Fengshan said with a smile: "Grandpa also doesn't have the slightest thought about the current Jianghu. He always said that it is difficult to find a drinking friend nowadays, so that's why."

It seemed that the words were a little heavy, and then Song Fengshan quickly joked: "Chen Pingan, don't dare to come to our Xinzhuangzi to drink in the future just because grandpa pours you wine like this. Seriously, I blame you too. If you say anything, immediately We are about to leave, our grandpa will not really miss your business, but at the wine table, the old people are like this, and in front of the younger generation at home, it is hard to say a soft word, so I can only drag you to have an extra drink It's a cup."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I understand this."

Song Fengshan said: "To be honest, Wei Wei suddenly flew a sword into the hands of Liu Qian in the villa last night, but he just asked if you are in the villa now. It seems that if you reply truthfully, she will come here. I asked Liu Qian to come here. Pretend that you didn't receive the Feijian, and when you leave, write back to say that you have indeed been here, and you are just looking for my grandpa for a drink."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists in thanks.

drank a lot last night

After that, Chen Pingan roughly talked about his reunion with Wei Wei, one of the four evil spirits of the Shushui Kingdom, but he didn't mention the mountain god behind him.

It was up to Chen Pingan to clean up the mess by himself.

For example, after going to the Xianjia Ferry in Dilong Mountain, find an opportunity, Feijian sent a message to Wei Bo of Piyun Mountain, asking about the size of the matter, and under normal circumstances, some normal reactions of Dali garrison officials and the local court.

Wei Bo is the righteous god of Beiyue in Dali, and the country of Shushui, which is far away in the middle of Aquarius Continent, is naturally not the boundary of Beiyue. It is also because of this that Chen Ping's sword is so straightforward, otherwise he would really be merciful. Subtle way of doing things.

Song Fengshan pointed in the direction of the small town, "Su Lang has already left with the maid holding the sword. I believe that there will be a shocking story soon, which will spread across the rivers and lakes of more than ten countries. Su Lang and a real mountain sword fairy , a battle to the death, even defeat is an honor."

Chen Pingan didn't care about the rumors and rumors, and said with a smile: "I have never understood why there are sword servants."

That was the case with the previous lady in the palace, and so was the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal Su Lang.

Song Fengshan looked a little embarrassed.

Chen Pingan asked: "Brother Song also has the same thoughts."

Song Fengshan said in a low voice: "I just dare to think about it in my heart."

Chen Ping rubbed his chin. It was a matter that he didn't understand at first, but when he put himself in the situation and thought about it, he immediately understood Song Fengshan.

Anyway, Chen Pingan wouldn't even think about it.

Chen Pingan frowned suddenly, this Su Lang was really entangled.

At this moment, the old butler surnamed Chu came quickly, stood outside the small pavilion, and said with a wry smile: "The Green Bamboo Sword Immortal Su Lang came secretly, outside the gate, begging to see Mr. Chen, saying that he would dare to trouble you." Mr. Chen's matter will definitely be rewarded in the future."

After thinking about it for a while, Song Fengshan understood the joints, and said with a sneer, "Twice I made an inch of it."

Chen Pingan smiled, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, as soon as I came to the door, I drank so much good wine from Zhuangzi."

Song Fengshan shook his head, "Two things"

Chen Pingan joked: "Brother Song, you can't stop me."

Song Fengshan smiled and said: "Ten Song Fengshans can't stop me, but you all call me Brother Song"

Before Song Fengshan finished speaking.

"Walk"

Chen Ping'an had put his fingers together, and touched the scabbard lightly, "Remember not to hurt others, the movement can be louder."

The sword fairy unsheathed.

Going out of the Shanshui Pavilion, it goes straight to the sky, and the golden thread hangs in the air.

Caused by the sword qi, the thunder shook, and the sea of ​​clouds above the sword qi villa shattered.

Occasionally the golden thread would fly very close to the Mountain Lord, only to continue rising into the air very quickly.

After a while, Chen Ping raised his head and said with a smile, "I'm back."

The long sword, which was like a flood dragon, fell to the ground quickly and returned to its sheath as if ordered by an immortal.

Song Fengshan was speechless.

Knowing the present Chen Ping'an, his martial arts cultivation must be scary, otherwise he wouldn't be able to repel Su Lang, but he, Song Fengshan, never imagined that he could scare people to death.

Chen Pingan turned his wrist, handed a pot of Wuti wine, and held back a smile, "After drinking Zhuangzi's good wine, I also drink mine. Sober up with alcohol."

Song Fengshan uncovered the mud seal, smelled it, "Authentic homemade wine, this is good wine."

Chen Ping shook his head, "This kind of wine is just good to drink. I never miss it. I drink it when I can, and I don't think about it if I don't have it. But Brother Song, your Jianshui Villa wine, I have been thinking about it for many years."

Song Fengshan brought up the jug, Chen Pingan brought up the sword gourd, and said in unison: "Go one."

Song Fengshan drank half of the jug of wine and stopped drinking. Chen Ping got up and said that he would go to the waterfall to have a look.

Song Fengshan did not go with him.

Leaving the Shanshui Pavilion together, Song Fengshan walked back, and there was another jug ​​in his hand, which was said to be from Shujian Lake. Let's talk later, give it away after drinking, don't keep it.The old steward who had a good relationship with Chen Pingan back then, smiled and took the jug, as long as it was the wine that the boy gave him back then, he would accept it, good or bad, and you are welcome.The old housekeeper said that the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal had already left. Before leaving, Su Lang held his sword and bowed to the gate of the villa, and made a big salute.

Liu Qian met Song Fengshan and the old steward halfway, called Grandpa Chu, and the old man left with a smile.

Not long after the couple took a walk, Song Yushao walked over.

Seeing his grandfather, Song Fengshan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa, I won't talk too much."

Song Yushao just patted his grandson on the shoulder, and continued on his way to the Shanshui Pavilion, which was still some distance away from the waterfall. After sitting down, he began to reminisce about the past. It is easy for old people to go to bed late When getting up early, young people don’t always understand. In fact, when an old man thinks about it, it’s all those old friends and stories. Young people often don’t like to hear it, so the old man can only think about it by himself.

Chen Pingan interrupted the waterfall with a punch in the water pavilion over there, and smiled knowingly when he saw those words.

Turning his head to look, he quickly left the waterfall and came to the small pavilion.

Song Yushao had already walked out of the gazebo, "Let's go eat hot pot."

Chen Pingan was a little shocked, "This early in the morning, the restaurant is not even open."

Song Yushao smiled and said: "The title of Sword Master of Combs Water Country is worthless, but it's still okay to have a hot pot at the door of the house. Besides, it's you who treat guests, and it's not that you don't give money. Afterwards, the shopkeeper is in your stomach Cursing people is also scolding you."

The two of them didn't fly away like birds like before, it was Song Yushao's idea that they went for a walk.

Halfway through, the old butler Chu caught up with the two of them, and took the bamboo hat that Chen Ping left in the house.

Chen Pingan asked: "Hurry up?"

Song Yushao smiled and said, "Leave early, so you can come earlier next time. I can't figure out the reason for this, but it seems like a fool."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

When we got to the town, there was no smoke, only the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs, making it even more silent.

Song Yushao knocked hard on the door of the restaurant. It was no longer the old shopkeeper that Chen Pingan was familiar with, but a middle-aged man with sleepy eyes. He just saw the old sword master Song and said with a smile: "This is the old owner"

Song Yushao pointed to the blue-clothed swordsman wearing a bamboo hat beside him, "This guy said he wants to eat hot pot, please come to a table."

There was no complaint on the man's face or in his heart. The friendship between the restaurant and Zhuangzi was passed down from his father's generation. Although his father has passed away, it is said that Zhuangzi will move out, but the man still thinks of Zhuangzi and the old owner. , then smiled and said: "Come on, I'll prepare it for the old owner. It just so happens that the second floor is clean and there are no other guests."

Song Yushao took Chen Pingan to the window seat on the second floor.

The restaurant here is familiar with the taste of Song Laojian Sheng, whether it is a good pot base, meat or vegetables, they are all familiar with the way, so choose the best.

Soon the table was covered with large and small dishes, and the hot pot began to steam.

Song Yushao ordered two jugs of wine from the restaurant, one for each person, and said to Chen Pingan: "Today, let's have a little fun, drink less and eat more vegetables."

Chen Pingan nodded, and Song Yushao glanced at the condiment bowl and dish prepared by Chen Pingan on the opposite side of the table. It was quite bright red. There was only half a bowl of chopped peppers.

Compared with yesterday, Chen Pingan was more outspoken and talked more about things in the mountains.

Among them is the trip to Misty Mountain in Caiyi Country.

Song Yu Shao drank very temperately today, mostly sipping wine, after listening to Chen Pingan's broken landscape formation on the other side of Misty Mountain, demolishing the Patriarch Hall, he nodded with a smile, "In this way, the Patriarch Hall is really broken, father and son Since then, they have turned against each other, even if they don't turn their backs for a while, they may have to complain about each other's grievances, smile on their faces afterwards, and pretend that the father is kind and filial, but Lu Yundai and Lu Tingjiao really know each other well, no matter how difficult it is for father and son Concentric, your move is more effective than tearing down other people’s ancestor hall. Gua Waer, it’s okay, you don’t kill people, you only punish your heart, who did you learn from?”

Chen Pingan also took a sip of his wine, "I learned a little from the mountains, and I also learned a little from the rivers and lakes."

Chen Pingan chatted with Mr. Wu Shuowen, the fisherman, as well as the young Zhao Shuxia and the young girl Zhao Luan, and said with a smile that he had mentioned Jianshui Villa with them, and that he might visit him in the future, and hoped that the Villa would not lose face , must be treated well, so that the three masters and apprentices will not think that Chen Ping'an is bragging and not drafting. Gold is not

Song Yushao laughed heartily, and helped boil a piece of beef tripe, and put it in Chen Ping's bowl.

I ate all the side dishes for a hot pot meal, and drank a pot of wine.

Song Yushao sent Chen Pingan out of the town again, but this time Chen Pingan was better able to drink and eat spicy food, and he was not as embarrassed as before, which made the old man a little disappointed.

Wearing a bamboo hat, Chen Pingan stood still and cupped his fists and said, "Senior, let's go."

Song Yushao nodded, and finally said, "I'm not handsome, so what is the bamboo hat hiding?"

Chen Pingan helped the bamboo hat, and said solemnly: "It can't be said for sure, what a man looks like, it's up to the woman to tell."

Song Yu laughed and scolded: "It's a hammer, it's a rafter"

Chen Ping smiled and turned to leave.

Song Yushao didn't turn around until Chen Pingan walked far away, and walked back to the villa along the deserted street.

The old man walked alone by the archway building that Su Lang had passed by, intending to ask him a sword.

There were some things that Chen Pingan wanted to ask but couldn't, so the boy bent over the dinner table and said something that seemed off topic, such as his scenery in Misty Mountain.

Song Yushao's swordsmanship is not very good, but he has been in the world for nothing for so many years. Wouldn't he know Chen Pingan's nature? Wouldn't he know that such more or less flamboyant words are by no means what Chen Pingan would usually say? Why? It wasn't to reassure him, an old guy, to tell him Song Yushao, if something really happened, if Chen Pingan really asked, just say it, don't hold it in your heart.But from the beginning to the end, Song Yushao also used his words and deeds clearly, which is equivalent to telling Chen Pingan that he has nothing on his mind and everything is fine. It is you who think too much.

Song Yushao put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.

Sun high, clear and cloudless, today is a good day.

I hope that kid will be like this every day in the future.

At noon that day, it was already the third day since Chen Ping left the villa.

A fiery almond-eyed girl came to Jianshui Villa, wearing a pair of embroidered shoes.

Seeing Liu Qian and Song Fengshan, when he heard that Chen Ping'an had left, he immediately complained, saying that the couple was not kind, and they didn't know how to help them stay for a few days.

Liu Qian felt a little strange, and asked her if there was something wrong on the other side of the mountain, and she wanted Chen Pingan to help solve it, then Liu Qian said seriously: "The grievance between you and the mountain god, as long as you Wei Wei speaks, we Jianshui The villa can contribute, but the villa will never let Chen Pingan make a move."

Wei Wei had a strange expression on his face, "This Great Sword Immortal didn't tell you about the ancient temple."

Liu Qian said puzzledly: "I said it, you dare to go back to your old business after you said it. You suffered a lot at the hands of our grandfather back then, and you still don't have a long memory. You went to the ancient temple to abduct a man's yang energy. Why, actually, when you met? After that, what secrets are there?"

Wei Wei laughed and said: "There is no secret, but he has a crush on me and is too embarrassed to say it. I am actually a little bit moved, and I want to ask Mr. Song to help matchmaking."

The corners of Song Fengshan's mouth curled up, what a bastard, it's really a lie.What you Wei Wei really likes, no one here knows.Furthermore, in terms of Chen Pingan's temper and current cultivation base, if you didn't directly slay demons and demons with a sword at that time, it would have been your fate, Wei Wei.

Liu Qian even smiled and directly exposed Wei Wei: "Okay, don't talk about such life-threatening jokes. If our grandpa or Chen Pingan listened to it, you will suffer."

Liu Qian glanced at the relaxed-looking couple, and asked with a frown: "Is it possible that Su Lang is walking inattentively and hung up halfway, so I don't come to trouble your villa, otherwise you can still laugh, shouldn't you?" Do you wash your face with tears every day? You Liu Qian wiped away Song Fengshan’s tears, and Song Fengshan told his wife not to cry or cry, and to turn around and wipe your face for you.”

Song Fengshan couldn't bear the ridicule of the female ghost of the Shushui Kingdom, so he found an excuse to get up and leave.

Liu Qian basically told Wei Wei about Su Lang's dismissal and the later visit to see him.

In fact, she has been diligently managing the affairs of Jianshui Villa these years, so she knows what to say and what to say.

Otherwise, the grandpa and grandson wouldn't be so reassuring about her housekeeping.

Wei Wei groaned, but it was not surprising at all. Seeing Liu Qian's thoughtful gaze, Wei Wei let out a ouch and held his heart, "It turns out that Mr. Chen is already such a superb swordsman, what a scholar!" Don't treat each other with admiration for three days, it scares me to death, I am a good boy, if I knew it was over there in the ancient temple, I should have recommended myself as a pillow mat, even if I don't like men, once I close my eyes, it will be over."

Liu Qian tossed a handful of melon seeds over, "Stop talking about shameless obscenities."

Wei Wei suddenly said: "I should have arrived yesterday, alas, we ghosts barely travel far away with the wind, we really can't compare to the speed of a sword fairy with the sword, forget it, don't mention these, my old lady has practiced hard for hundreds of years It's not as good as a man who has been traveling in mountains and rivers for less than ten years. It's a sad thing. Qian'er, the reason why I came to you a day late is because I went to Zhoucheng to plan a major event involving the fundamentals of the road. Yes, I won’t tell you, anyway, you will know sooner or later, but in the process, I discovered the figure of Hengdao Villa, that little woman Wang Shanhu, who is really proud now, separated by a few miles, I can smell the rouge on her body."

"It should be because Su Lang suffered a loss here, and the spy Han Yuanshan left in the small town sent a message with Feijian. That's why Hengdao Villa took action immediately."

Wei Wei rubbed his heart with one hand, pretending to be resentful, "You have to prepare early, it doesn't matter if my lover Chen Ping'an is still in the villa, but now this heartbroken man has run away, in case Han Yuanshan comes along, At that time, I will not favor you, at most neither side will help, sisterhood belongs to sisterhood, and Han Yuanshan really wants to clean up you, so I can only cry secretly."

In fact, Wei Wei is very strange, why Han Yuanshan is so ruthless, disregarding the general situation, and insists on getting angry with Jianshui Villa, forcing Song Yushao to move out of the villa and build a mountain temple here, and Chen Pingan stabbed him to death The mountain monster in the mountain has been dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Period, thinking that he can ascend to the sky in one step, move his position, and become the new mountain god here in Jianshui Villa.As for the big event she didn't mention, of course she was planning to sit on the beast's seat of the mountain god by herself. She, Wei Wei, has been secretly competing with Liu Qian. Sisters in the world are like this. You live a better life, and it is better than that. Unambiguously, Wei Wei and Liu Qian used to be one of the four evil spirits of the Shushui Kingdom. You, Liu Qian, as a mountain monster, became the young lady of Jianshui Villa. Why can't I, Wei Wei, be a mountain god, and instead be a head taller than you

Regarding the sale of Jianshui Villa and Han Yuanshan, it is very secretive, so naturally Liu Qian would not say anything to Wei Wei.

Heartfelt words, in addition to saying as little as possible, also depends on the person.

Otherwise, after taking it out, it will be hard to put it back.

Liu Qian thought about it, carefully prepared her words, and said slowly: "It shouldn't be a bad thing, most likely it was Chen Pingan's shot, which made Han Yuanshan feel jealous. With his cautiousness, he probably won't come in person, just let him support The puppet king who got up resolutely came to the villa to make a roundabout, so as not to make the three parties too stiff."

Wei Wei thought, probably so.

On the battlefield where one old and one young faced thousands of troops.

There was a blue-clothed swordsman wearing a bamboo hat. When he left the town, he didn't immediately go to the Dilong Mountain Fairy's Ferry. Instead, he asked a nearby mountain god who was about to be "promoted". Then he finally understood something about Song Yu. Shao, Song Fengshan and Liu Qian are unwilling to say things.

Why did Song Yushao lose his temper with that sword master and pure martial artist?

This is a secret matter that not many people in Jianshui Villa know.

It's just that this mountain god, who was placed high hopes by the court of the Shushui Kingdom, was able to know because he ruled the whole place and used his natal supernatural power at that time.

No big deal, no one died.

Are things small?

Not small.

There once was a warrior from the middle land who came from afar, and when he arrived at Jianshui Villa, he asked Song Yushao for a bamboo scabbard.

At the beginning, it was said to be a purchase, with a lot of fairy money.

Song Yuzhuo refused.

The reason is simple, the scabbard is for a friend, not for sale.

Then the foreigner whose martial arts realm was unimaginably high asked Song Yushao to think about it for three days, and after three days, he didn't buy it.

When leaving, the man glanced at Song Fengshan and Liu Qian, who were full of the sneer of the people on the top of the mountain looking at the ants, and changed the wording with Song Yushao. Two lives are still considered a purchase.

Song Yushao was silent for three days.

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian made up their minds to persuade their grandfather that if they don't sell it, they don't sell it.

But on the last day of Song Yushao's handing over the bamboo scabbard, he also confiscated the fairy money.

after that.

Old people are really old.

But the old man took the initiative to have a drink with the two juniors on the side of his grandson and grandson's wife, and even toasted a glass of wine to his grandson's wife Liu Qian, saying that it was our old Song family who could find a wife like you for his grandson in this life The ancestors have accumulated virtue, he was the grandfather in the past, I'm sorry for her, I underestimated her too much.Liu Qian drank the glass of wine with tears in her eyes.In the end, the old man comforted the two juniors, saying it’s okay, it’s really okay, and I want them not to take it to heart, it’s just a bamboo scabbard, anyway, I’ve never mentioned this to Chen Pingan, so just pretend nothing happened .

At this moment.

A mighty convoy slowly drove towards the blue-clothed swordsman.

Chen Ping put away his thoughts. After meeting the local mountain god at that time, he asked the mountain god not to go to the villa to mention that the two sides had met.

Naturally, the mountain god didn't dare, but he still felt honored to be able to sit on the top of the mountain and drink with that young sword fairy.

The reason why Chen Pingan didn't leave immediately and didn't return to Jianshui Villa was because he felt unhappy and didn't know what to do.

I just kept spinning around here, thinking about things alone.

Then I met an acquaintance again.