Chapter 53： Gift

(Today is this chapter, six thousand words.)

Chen Pingan glared at the girl all the way and ran wildly. It was running faster than before going up the mountain, like a flower thief who grabbed the big yellow niece. Ning Yao suffered from a light internal injury, which made the bumps uncomfortable, but he also refused to look at the face. If this time, he would give the old man a punch and find out that she and Chen Pingan really want to be "sentimental".

Ning Yao’s forehead was full of sweat and asked: “How did you survive? No stone was hit? How do you know that the old man’s backhand is against you instead of me?”

After asking a bunch of questions, Ning Yao suddenly woke up. "Don't say this, take advantage of the time that the old man needs to change his breath. How far can he run? I have let the sword entangle the old man as much as possible, but it is estimated. It won't last long."

The sandals and teenagers nodded lightly, and they walked like a fly. They walked through the big and small lanes, such as a fish swimming at the bottom of the river.

After staying away from the small street in the west of the town, Chen Ping still kept on foot and whispered and explained: "Before the mud bottle lane, the old man was tricked by me to the roof of a broken house, and then he fell into the pit. Going, then I secretly lost a small broken tile on the house next to the hole. Sure enough, the old man thought that I was not careful, leaking the footsteps. He suddenly pulled out a piece of tile and even pierced the wall with the roof next door. I was scared that I had a cold sweat."

"I just said that the cat is on the roof there. I didn't dare to show up. I was afraid of distraction. I thought about whether I could give the old man an arrow, and then I saw the stone that the old man took you down, with a fire. Snake-like hanging in the sky, it is estimated that as long as the head up, we can see everyone in the town, I dare to take it lightly. At that time, I turned a corner in my mind, thinking that if you change to me, you must use The bait, first hit in the dark, and then go back to clean up the place, a fish bait on the two fish, how good, right? So I took off the clothes of Liu Yuyang, throw it out, dare to save you."

Ning Yao’s eyes brightened, and he was amazed, and then inexplicably began to settle accounts after the fall: “Chen Pingan, these bent intestines, who did you learn with?! The appearance is calm, certainly not so honest. Say! The landlord saved me, in Mud Lane, your home ancestral home, in addition to taking off your hat, is there any chance to take advantage of me?"

Chen Pingan was amazed, just like when he was a child, his tail was almost on his face. "Hey?"

The girl did not continue to ask for sin, but she laughed at herself.

Chen Pingan is a financial fan, definitely not a color embryo.

Ning Yao is convinced of this, just as she always believes that she will become a big sword fairy in the future. It is not a rare one, but one of them.

Ning Yao whispered: "Let me down!"

Chen Pingan asked: "Can you walk by yourself?"

Ning Yao reluctantly said: "You can't go now, but if you run down like this, my heart, liver, spleen and stomach will be pushed out by you. At that time, I was not killed by the old man with a fist, and the result is that you hang the pork on your shoulder. The old man must not be laughed at by us."

Chen Pingan slowed down and said: "What do you do? Find a place to hide? I originally wanted to leave the town, and that place is not easy to find."

Ning Yao suddenly remembered something and curiously asked: "What about your homemade wood porcelain? Why didn't you wear it?"

Chen Pingan smiled bitterly: "To deal with the old man, it doesn't make much sense. It will affect my running speed. I just take it off. It's also lost. Otherwise, I don't know how to take you away. You can't be jealous. You can't carry your back, you can't hold it, you think it's a headache."

Ning Yao sighed and made up his mind: "Chen Ping, let me down first, then take me to the place you said."

Chen Pingan naturally had no objections. He did not drag the water and did it. He took up the girl and continued to run. He asked: "Ning girl, what about your knife? How can it be a scabbard?"

The girl who hugged the teenager’s neck didn’t have a good air: “It’s buried in the soil.”

Chen Pingan no longer asks more questions and runs to an uninhabited place outside the town.

In the wilderness ridge, there are tombs that have long since no worship of the descendants. The graves are overgrown with grass, and they flourish like a vegetable garden. From time to time, there are several sounds of nightingales, which are really swearing. Fortunately, Chen Pingan had an emotion that his peers had never had, but he did not feel how uncomfortable. After a scent of incense, Chen Pingan carried the girl, and passed through the collapsed statues of countless residual limbs, and went around a huge Behind the statue, the statue of clay sculpture is dumped on the ground. I don't know why, I don't see my head, and I have more than two feet. I can imagine that this statue was once completely intact and sitting in the temple, how majestic it is.

Chen Pingan squatted down and tried to put Ning Yao down first. After waiting for a moment, she didn't even move. She was so scared that Chen Pingan thought that Ning girl had already died on the way. Just when Chen Ping was dragged on the spot by the thunder, when a word could not be said, the road was comfortable and slept. The girl in the past finally woke up and subconsciously wiped the corner of her mouth with her back and asked, "Is it?"

At this moment, the young man who was kneeling on the ground couldn’t even think of himself. Anyway, almost tears would flow out.

The young man took a deep breath and converges on the strange emotions. His hands gently loosen the girl’s leg and turned his head and smiled. “This is a temporary shelter that I took last fall. I used to come here with Gu Yu. He is kneeling. To toss, I used a hatchet to cut some branches and set up a shelf, and then covered it with leaves and leaves. It was quite strong. The two big snows last winter did not collapse."

Ning Yao stood straight and looked back. The flying sword did not return, which is a good sign. At least it shows that the old man did not find the direction of the two people hiding.

Chen Pingan let Ning Yao wait a little, and took the lead to bend into the temporary nest of the wooden grass, and cleaned it up, which opened the door to welcome guests.

Ning Yao sat in a small nest that was not narrow and forced to squat.

Chen Pingan did not close the rough woodwood door, but sat at the door, facing away from the girl.

Ning Yao asked: "Why don't you close the door?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "If the old man finds here, there is no difference."

Ning Yao, sitting cross-legged, nodded: "Also."

After a moment of silence, Ning Yao asked: "You have nothing to ask?"

Chen Pingguo really asked: "Is the old man used three breaths?"

Ning Yao sighed, "But telling you a bad creek, the old man can at least make another rule. To deal with the two injuries, most of them are more than enough."

Chen Pingan also asked: "Ning girl, how much do you think Laojiao paid for this?"

The nest is full of fragrant grass that is infiltrated all around, and it is refreshing. Although the ground is a little moist, the girl feels that she can't ask for more.

Ning Yao carefully thought about it. "Daddy has made a total of three shots. From your mud bottle alley to the west of the town for the first time, the old man is more subtle, mainly to test whether you have a backing. After all, he was afraid of someone at the time. Behind the scenes, I was afraid that someone would **** him to the Zhengyangshan little master who was escorted to him. Therefore, the life expectancy was only between three and five years. After that, I confronted me at the riverside. For twenty years, the third time, I estimated at least fifty. In the next four years, how can we start in a hundred years?"

Chen Ping’s eyes squinted, bent over and pulled out a grass. After he went to the soil, he chewed it in his mouth. He said happily: “Even if it’s better in one hundred and eighty years, you’ll make a big profit! Even if you don’t consider Yunxiashan’s Cai’s surname The woman's framed, ordinary people will live for sixty years, then I will earn more for two lifetimes. Besides, the old man has nearly two hundred years of Yangshou, to change my life for three generations, I think he just wants to think of this, gas also Exhausted."

Ning Yao frowned: "Chen Ping, you feel your life, worthless?"

Chen Pingan did not hesitate: "Compared with the goddess who lived for thousands of years, the ordinary people who were born in a small town kiln were naturally worthless. I admit that this kind of thing is not shameful."

Ning Yao was flustered by Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled. "Of course, think of this, and accept the fate of your life. There is still a grievance in your heart. You think, it’s all about the world, and my life is worthless?"

Ning Yao just wanted to reconcile, and then he showed a few words of sages that were both heroic and knowledgeable. Unexpectedly, the teenager quickly gave his own answer. He asked himself: "Is it good for my life."啦? But I haven’t had time to do good deeds in my life, isn’t it a good thing to do in the next life?

Ning Yao picked up the empty green scabbard on his leg and gently tapped the back of the boy with the tip of the sheath.

The grass-shoes boy suddenly licked his mouth and turned his head and looked like a daring anger.

Ning Yao blinked and said: "This life has not yet reached the end, what do you want to live for the next time?!"

Chen Pingan quickly reached out a finger and gestured to Ning Yao not to slam the door.

The girl hurriedly shut up.

Chen Ping’s **** moved outside and tried to stay away from the girl and the scabbard.

Ning Yao stopped talking and finally decided to tell the teenager the truth. He said, "Chen Pingan, have you ever thought about it, although it has been a hundred and eighty years old, but this mountain guard of Zhengyang Mountain, he could have lived. how long?"

The teenager who looked back at the girl in the distant sky just shook his head.

This mysterious and mysterious thing, how can a teenager know that it is estimated that he wants to break his head and can't guess the answer.

Some things, like the bluestone streets of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, if the teenager is not sending a letter, this life does not know the road under the sun, not all mud roads.

Ning Yao sighed: "The kind of ferocious beasts born in this kind of heaven and earth vision, the acupoints are far from being as good as ours. Although it is extremely difficult to practice, the advantage is that the passing of the spirit is slower and makes it extremely Longevity, as long as five hundred years, and more than five thousand years of life, moving mountains and nature is not happy, if there is no practice, life expectancy will not be too long, naturally not as good as the turtle, but moving the mountain is a former party Overlord, the life expectancy is still about two thousand years old, and this mountain guardian has obviously been built into a Taoist magical power. Once he is shackled on his body, plus his ninth physical condition, let alone two thousand years of life, that is, three thousand years. For four thousand years, it is not impossible."

Ning Yao looked at the thin back, "so don't feel that you are alive."

Chen Pingan did not say anything.

Ning Yao is a bit sad.

Two or two silent, the girl who broke the secret of the heavens gradually gave birth to some embarrassment, and then searched the intestines to brew the wording, thinking about comforting the guy.

It was only when Ning Yao wanted to get a big head, but he heard a slight snoring of the sandals boy.

Ning Yao suddenly dumbfounded.

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A large house in the depths of Xinghua Lane, cleaned from the inside out, even the road at the entrance of the hospital is much cleaner than the door of others.

An old man who had no face and kindness and no choice, picked up the wick and made the lights in the house brighter. Then he looked at his grandson with a smug look. Going to the roof to do it? The old saying goes that the spring is freezing, you never listen to it. When it is long, you really have to freeze the root of the disease and let your grandmother live?"

The silly boy grinned.

After the old man sat down, he lamented and began to read his own difficult story. "My grandson and grandchildren, you don't know, this day, the white-eyed wolf does not know that it smells like meat, suddenly squatting. The gift of the big bag came to the door. You were not at home. You didn’t see his face. It’s really filial son’s kindness, and he is moving his grandmother to cry.”

When I talked about it, the old woman was ridiculous, and she vomited a thick sigh on the ground, and she regretted it. She quickly smashed it with her toes. The old woman looked up and looked at the boy who was indifferent to her face. Just reluctant to fight, I just screamed: "The heartless lungs, I don't know how distressed my grandmother. Your real name is Ma Xuan, but there are no twins, no fate, grandma will add you. A bitter word, if you are too sullen, you will change it later. If you don’t tighten it, don’t worry about your grandmother’s thoughts. Grandma is the country’s old woman, the field is awkward, and the knowledge is short, and it’s life to suffer from sin...”

The old man began to wipe his tears.

The young horse bitter Xuan reached out on the dry hand of the old woman's skinny bones.

The old woman looked at her grandson. The young girl finally had a little emotion in her eyes. She smiled and smiled. In turn, she took a picture of the back of the horse. "Grandma, I am a blessed person. Your grandfather has a conscience." I can't help it, my son has no conscience, or can't rely on it, so I just have to think about it. If you have no more interest, my grandmother has eaten so much bitterness in this life, it is nothing to eat. It is nothing to suffer. Don't be like Grandma, you must make a profit in the future, there is a big break, who bullies you, you bully back in the dead, don't be a good person, bad guys, occasionally several times, nothing, don't worry enough It’s okay to support people, and be careful not to be retribution? God likes to fight in the end of the year, but always when you open your eyes, if you want to catch it, oh..."

These Chen sesame rotten millet said that the youngsters heard the big ones from an early age. It is estimated that the ears don’t say anything, but they have changed a few scorpions. Only the teenager never retracted his hand, letting his grandmother gently hold it.

The old woman suddenly asked: "Do you like the little girl who is a child?"

The teenager smiled and said: "Good-looking."

The old man added a little gravity to the back of the horse bitter hand, and said: "There is no conscience of the rotten! Even Grandma is not willing to tell the truth here?"

The teenager smiled. "Grandma, you can rest assured that it is a good thing."

The old man will be suspicious, temporarily suppressing this question and changing the subject. "Do you know if you are a mother, don't you?"

The teenager smiled and said: "When will the family be poor, can't afford me?"

The old man suddenly raised his voice and screamed: "Poor? We are the seven generations of the Ma family. It is really not a poor portal. It is used to the grandson. In the end, even the uncle does not know how to be a deceased. In fact, the ancestors stayed. The next ancestral training, no money can not be placed on the Fulu Street, Taoye Lane is not allowed. You are the goddess who should be thundered, if they are poor, they can wear gold and silver every day? Are you savouring and spicy? In addition to not moving to the place where the four surnames and ten people get together, what good things do they have for a good time?"

Every time I talked about my son and daughter-in-law, the old woman really hated the teeth and sneered. "The ancestors' rules are the things that are buried in the mud. How many years have passed, can you now be worth a few dollars? Grandson, You will be in the future, don't take it too seriously. Grandma has lived a lot of age, and has seen more rich people and no money. In the end, only those who have no ability to go to be honest!"

Ma Bianxuan smiled brightly, I don’t know if it makes sense, or I think it’s funny.

This young boy is like this from a urinary, what can be eaten at a loss, what bullying can bear, but some things are stubborn, even his grandmother can not persuade not to listen.

The old man thought about it, got up and ran out to see the door of the hospital. After returning to the house to re-seat, he lowered his voice. "Grandson, don't look at Grandma's so many years of pretending to be a ghost. In addition to being a midwife, it is to give people a bowl of water. It’s not that the cheeks are smashed, but the grandmother tells you that the old objects that are recovered are the ones who are the gods...”

The boy regained his lazy attitude. Obviously, there was no interest in the big box of Grandma.

The old woman still told me that all kinds of tricks that were more abducted in the early years were triumphant.

Ma Bianxuan suddenly asked: "Grandma, Mud Lane Chen is safe and he is dying, is it dead..."

The old woman’s face changed dramatically, and she quickly reached out and grabbed her grandson’s mouth. She said: “Some things can be done, can’t be said!”

The teenager smiled and nodded, no longer asking questions.

After that, the old woman did not show off the glory of past glory, sick and heavy, and looked at the night scene from time to time.

Ma Bianxuan smiled and asked: "Grandma, you have been in our town for so many years, the neighbors of Xinghuaxiang, everyone said that you can cross the yin and yang, and lead the soul to return to the sun... ”

The old man said with a white eye: "Others believe that these are smoky, you also believe? Grandma is even afraid of a person who is afraid of thunder, really want to see the ghost, but also not to scare yourself to death?"

"Grandma don't be afraid."

The young horse bitter Xuan softly laughed, "There are different ways for people and ghosts, and the gods are different. The avenues are in the sky, and each side goes."

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At dawn.

Ning Yao in the grass nest slowly opened his eyes.

I don’t see the figure of the teenager.

She quickly got up, stooped out and tiptoed, and she jumped over the huge shoulder of the dilapidated idol.

In the distance, the sandals and teenagers are coming to this side, and the pace is not urgent or slow, not like being chased. When he saw the dark green girl, he quickly waved her hand.

Ning Yao jumped down the shoulder of the Buddha and stood in front of the boy.

"The old man did not find us here."

After that, Chen Pingan faced the statue of the demon without his head, folded his hands together, bowed his head and bowed, and smashed his thoughts. Ning Yao faintly heard that she should not blame her words, she turned a blind eye, but did not say anything.

After that, Chen Jing’s mysterious secret whispered: “I brought you to see two statues, very interesting!”

Ning Yao asked: "Is it a **** and a bodhisattva, I am willing to come out to see you? Isn't that a heartfelt spirit?"

Chen Pingan said with a sigh: "Ning girl, what you said..."

Ning Yao raised his brow.

Chen Pingan continued with the thunder of lightning: "I have read the book once I heard it!"

Ning Yao 霎 time the whole person has changed a person, coughing a few times, the heart meditation and restraint.

The teenager leads the way, and the girl silently follows.

Ning Yao subconsciously extended a finger and rubbed his eyebrows.

It’s a lifeline.

The girl and the heavenly man fought for a long time, took a deep breath, and said weak words, thank you.

The teenager has always been watching the six directions, and naturally heard the girl’s sudden appreciation of the words. Although deep inside, she did not feel that she needed to thank her. Instead, she should thank her.

Only Chen Ping really did not know how to open, and simply did not take care of this.

Chen Pingan suddenly stopped and looked to the south. He said to himself: "If the old man has been expelled from Mr. Qi, he has not chased us. What should I do?"

The girl is speechless.

Chen Pingan continued to move forward and could not see the same.

Ning Yao stepped up and walked with him. He couldn’t help but ask: "Chen Ping, are you okay?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "Nothing. I know that there are some things, that's it. There is no way to do it."

The teenager has not read the book, so he does not know the meaning of the sentence. If you change the saying, it is called when the manpower is exhausted.

Ning Yao suddenly stopped, and when the young doubt turned around, she pointed to the red mark on her eyebrows. "I know you are curious, but I don't have a good idea. I may as well tell you the truth. This is my Ning Yao. Killer, Zhengyangshan, the old man is very powerful? I am more miserable than the dog of the funeral, right? Or my eyebrows, the same 10-year-old birthday gift that my mother gave me, is my life, As long as it appears, don't say that the old man is going to die, that is..."

Speaking of this, the girl broke her words and skipped it. "The reason why I told you this, I want to tell you that the world is very big, don't underestimate yourself, don't be discouraged. Are you already martial arts now? It's better to practice together with swordsmanship!"

Chen Ping asked: "Will you teach swordsmanship?"

Ning Yao is arrogant and arrogant: "I am very talented, learning swords very early, the realm is climbing very fast, but teaching others swordsmanship, not a bit!"

Chen Pingan scratched his head.

Ning Yao thought for a moment, right color: "If I want to give you a flying sword, I won't promise it, and I don't want to humiliate it. In my hometown, I think that there is a sword in the world. I am a fellow in my generation."

Ning Yao finally took off the snow white scabbard at the waist. "But I can give you this scabbard!"

Chen Pingan is confused, "Why?"

Ning Yao patted Chen Ping’s shoulders hard and said: "There are even scabbards, is it far from Jianxian?"

Chen Pingan stupidly took over the empty scabbard and stunned: "Speak?"

Ning Yao made a big stride.

The girl only felt that she had done something extremely chic, and that was all.

Chen Pingan carefully took the scabbard and thought about where to go to find the sword.