Chapter 67： Travel

Two days before Qi Jingchun put down the chopsticks, there were some bad signs in the town. The water level in the iron lock well dropped very badly. The litchi fell from the trunk and the leaves and leaves were all yellow. It obviously did not meet the rules of Chunrong Qiuqi. There are also many places in the town where there are many clay sculptures of wood carvings. The sounds of firecrackers are often heard in the middle of the night. The good guys ran to see, close to the town, the mud-buddha wood fairy that was still alive last winter. We have already disappeared more than half.

From the Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, the ox cart was not broken. On the street where the large slate was paved, even the middle of the night could hear the hoof of the cows.

Those foreigners who are gorgeous and full of wealth have begun to rush out. Most of them look unhappy. They are often stunned by the direction of the town.

Zheng Dafeng, the bachelor of the town's east gate, disappeared. The kiln administration department did not mean to find someone to replace it. So the town is like a person without two front teeth, and it is easy to talk.

Liu Yuqiao and Chen Songfeng returned along the original road. When the two people could see the outline of the bridge, it was already at dusk. Liu Weiqiao walked along a small path to the bank of the river. He fell down and took a handful of water to wash his face. It was not enough to be drunk, but he just picked up his buttocks and squatted on the ground. He sank his head into the stream, and finally he looked up and shouted. He turned to look at the sweaty Chen Songfeng. Liu Weiqiao joked: "A weak text student The hand has no binding force."

Chen Songfeng just drank the water in the mouth, and the scorpion hoared: "The reason why I worked hard to become a temper, I just want to keep fit, can live for a few more years, read a few more books, how can you compare with you? Jian Xiu, not to mention the small hole in this place, the swordsman outside the sword repair is the most disadvantaged, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will lose your way when you run the air machine. The higher the realm, the more the damage, the more I don't want to fix it. It turned out to be a good thing."

Liu Yuqiao patted the shoulder. "It is better to change the door, join us in the wind thunder garden and practice the sword. I will cover you later. You think, become a sword repair, Yu Jian Ling Feng, high altitude, wind and power, especially during thunderstorms, stepping The sword shuttles through..."

Chen Songfeng suddenly smiled: "I heard that the wind thunder garden was the most frequently repaired by the Thunder, the name is..."

Liu Yuqiao stretched out a palm, "Hold it!"

Jian Xiu is also one of the practicing qis, but it is closer to the pure Wufu on the other road than the ordinary practicing qi. In simple terms, it is the muscles and spirits, and the sword repair pursues both. Other martial arts, body physique, as long as you do not drag your hind legs, do not deliberately temper, of course, practicing gas in the gas, refining at the same time, the improvement of the body, in fact, like spring weather, rain, always smashing, but Compared with the sword repair, the matter of tempering the body, whether it is strength or frequency, is far worse than it is, and it is even more impossible to be as single-minded and untiring as Wufu.

For the world's temperament, there is a consensus, the body and skin, after all, is a constantly decaying thing, enough to do. Can be lucky to cultivate into the body of King Kong unbeaten, the body of non-scale glass, that is the best, can not be no problem, do not dig the tip of the horn, mistaken the avenue.

Liu Yiqiao casually asked: "What is the distant relative of your family?

Chen Songfeng reluctantly said: "How do I know that this is a secret?"

Liu Yiqiao remembered the conflict that broke out in the official hall that day, and said with emotion: "Song Changjing is too strong. The most terrible big king is still so young. The general eighth and ninth martial arts people, who are not half a hundred If the age of Jiazi goes up, even 100 is not old, but if I remember correctly, Song Changjing is only forty years old. It is no wonder that the person who was originally called by the man said that he needs to press the arrogance.

Chen Songfeng whispered: "It came to the fore, it is unique."

The five-day monk, the dragon is not seen at the end, it is difficult to find. However, the eighth and ninth of the martial arts are often known all over the world, and are not far from the secular dynasty. What's more, the martial arts climbs up, relying on a battle of life and death, on the front line of life and death, seeing life and death, can break through life and death, and obtain a transcendental state of mind like the Buddha's "free" and Taoist "clean".

In addition to the discussion between the two great masters, the eighth and ninth martial arts people like to bully the top qi in the five worlds, especially the ninth strongest person like Song Changjing, which can almost be said to be the fifth. Under the circumstances, there is no enemy, and only the swordsman in the martial arts can fight with one, but they can only try to make themselves lose not so ugly, and win a saying that is defeated.

However, there is a hidden reason for this, which makes the ninth martial arts strongmen unscrupulous, that is, the last floor of the Five Kingdoms, the tenth floor of the monks, has no heart and soul disputes, even the family survival, the rise and fall of the dynasty I don’t care, just the word "avenue".

Liu Yuqiao is still immersed in his own thoughts. "Song Changjing asked me to go out of the town and take the sword with my own skill. Do you want to say hello to Fengleiyuan, let them set up a celebration party early?"

Chen Songfeng couldn’t help but look at the sloppy water of his knees. When he thought of Song Changjing and the young man around the king, Chen Songfeng faintly felt a sign of a general cohesion and decided to return to Chen’s ancestral home in Longwei County. It is necessary to persuade the family to bet on the Da Yu dynasty. Even if there is no way to make a desperate attempt, the younger brother of Chen should be integrated into the temple.

Chen Songfeng whispered: "The weather is big, it is time to come to heaven and earth. So I want to help the dragon, and you can't compete with people for the dragon."

Liu Yiqiao asked: "What are you doing?"

Chen Songfeng stood up and smashed his hand and smiled. "You seem to be very close to the boy in the mud bottle."

Liu Weiqiao followed up and shouted: "The water meets, the gathering is uncertain, and Tianxiao can not see it again."

The two men stepped on the riverside spring grass and walked ashore. Chen Songfeng asked: "I heard that the blessed land in the territory of Nanzhao State is open to the public this winter, allowing dozens of people to enter. Are you still unable to break the bottleneck? Do you want to go down and try your luck?"

Liu Yuqiao sneered: "Resolutely not go, go to the ant pile to make a fortune, and Lao Tzu is panicked."

Chen Songfeng shook his head: "My family, Mr. Liu once said that the mood is like a mirror, the more you shine, the more you practice, you can forget to sit on the Taoist lotus platform. Of course, it is beneficial, but occasionally in the small mud pond, it may not be There is no advantage. Going to the blessed land to be a predecessor, forgetting the predecessors of the immortals, enjoying the blessings, suffering or not, more or less..."

After waiting for Chen Songfeng to finish, Liu Weiqiao has already said: "I am a man who is too hearty. Once I go to the aura of low spirits, if I can't break my taboo and return to my hometown, then I will definitely stay. If you have a knot, you will lose more than you gain, and the disadvantages will outweigh the benefits. Besides, if you accidentally bully the 'locals' in the blessed land, it is a heart disease. After I return to God, even if it costs a lot of money, I am sure To be born with the 'real person's body, can you be happy, just this way, is it against my original intention?"

Liu Yuqiao clasped his head in his hands and dismissed his face: "If you say something ugly, now we are the three blessed land of Dongbao Pingzhou. Whoever doesn't know it, it has long since changed. It has become the hero of those secular dynasties. The younger brother of the valve, spending money to find the place to have fun, it is no wonder that it is said to be the land of the Qinglou under the rule of the fairy house, black smoke."

Chen Songfeng laughed and said: "It is not a general idea. We don't say that we are foreigners. We only say those local people, and there is no shortage of people who are shocked."

Liu Yuqiao's white-eyed road: "A blessed land, so many people, how many people can stand out each year? One may not have it. These successes have come to us. In the past 100 years, we have finally remembered the names and several of them. There are only a handful of them. So I don't understand why these blessed places are so highly respected, and some people have threatened that as long as they have a part of the privilege of a blessed land, the benefits are not less than having a top five monk, crazy. ”

Chen Songfeng laughed and said: "The benefits of blessings, long flowing water, and occasionally one or two surprises, the most important thing is all the benefits, which are in the enjoyment of the situation, who is not willing to take a share from it?"

The people who go out in the hole, the life is probably good. The people who rise up in the land of Fu have a hard life.

Liu Yiqiao asked: "You don't seem to like the boy named Chen?"

Chen Songfeng thought about it and chose to show his heart. "If it is for the individual, I don't have any opinion on the teenager. But if it is on the matter, his existence actually makes our whole family very embarrassed. The younger brother of Chen Xiaozhu, who is a child of Zhuozhu, is A joke in this continent, within the town, a surname is not a small number, only one person left, the rest have become slaves of other families, it is normal to laugh, it is normal. In the eyes of Chenshi in Longwei County, we and the town The people on the surname of Chen, although the same ancestors, but that is the old Huang Li years ago, can not talk about the point of love, but all the opponents of Longwei County Chen, will be treated this way, in this case Next, if the boy in the mud bottle lane simply became the next person of the big family, it would be a good time. After a big laugh at the time, it was difficult to continue to be a talk for many years, but the boy’s bite persisted and there was a lonely existence. It is particularly eye-catching, and many people outside are even betting that the Chen’s children in this small room are no longer the only ones.

Liu Yiqiao frowned: "This is not the fault of the boy."

Chen Songfeng laughed and said: "Of course, there are some mistakes in the young, but there are some things in the world, it is difficult to make sense."

Liu Yuqiao shook his head and said: "It is not reasonable to say clearly. In fact, it is just that you are unreasonable, just because the boy is too weak, so that you can be justified, plus the momentum of your Longwei County Chen, than the teenager. A lot bigger, but compared to those who are jokes around, it is very general, so the situation is more and more embarrassing. In the end, I don’t want to admit that I am incompetent. I have to hint at myself and think that the boy is the culprit. I believe if it is not This beaded hole is not easy to enter, and the young boy who is embarrassed by Chen’s embarrassing in Longwei County has long been quietly found by Chen’s children in Longwei County, or a vassal family’s guy. It is."

Chen Songfeng's face turned red, and for a time it was a bit angry and angry.

Liu Yuqiao holds the back of his head and raises his head to look at the sky. He is still a lazy look. You know that Chen Songfeng is not such a person. Unfortunately, people like you are few, not like you. After all, more."

"I said that Zhengyangshan moved to the mountain, and I couldn't get the sword. I was afraid that I would get it in the wind thunder garden. I would kill the Liu surnamed boy with a punch. Do you think this is reasonable? I think this is very unreasonable. Is it useful? It’s useless, I don’t even dare to challenge the old man.”

Liu Yuqiao sighed, loosened one hand, patted his stomach, and ridiculed himself: "I am a mouthful, a fist is not hard enough, the sword is not fast enough, or else I am in this belly, really I have accumulated a lot of truth, I want to talk to this world, let me say the last one."

Chen Songfeng spit out a breath, "So you think that boy is good?"

Liu Weiqiao turned his head and looked at the high mountains on the west side of the big day. "I feel good? How is it possible?"

Chen Songfeng has some doubts.

Liu Yuqiao smiled and said: "As soon as I saw the boy, I was self-defeating."

Chen Songfeng felt incredulous and shook his head and smiled: "Where is this?"

Liu Yuqiao swallowed some words from his mouth and saved his feelings. Chen Songfeng, this guy, although not so appetizing for temper, but compared to the average reader, has been much better, I will be content.

If you say Liu Weiqiao, you will be silent all the way.

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The night was deep, and Chen Ping made three torches, and the three fired.

Finally came to the foot of a mountain, Chen Ping rubbed his forehead sweat, said to Ning Yao: "Ning girl, tell her, this is a mountain banned by the court, she has no jealousy?"

After Ning Yao confessed to Chen, the latter shook his head.

Chen looked up and looked at her. She was very sure that the ancestral grave of Chen’s ancestors was definitely here.

The wanderer returned home, and the heart was inductive.

Chen slowly closed her eyes. After a while, she crouched down and wrote a long string of characters on the ground with her fingers. After writing, her lips moved slightly. In the end, she slowly wiped out all the traces with her palm. After she got up, she stepped through the place where the runes were destroyed, and took the lead in climbing, not even pointing out the way.

The three came to a place on the mountainside. Chen Ping pointed to a point not far away. There was a tree growing on a small earthen bag. The trunk was weird and extremely straight. It was even straighter than the green bamboo. Chen Ping was relieved and nodded. "It is here. It is."

Chen Xiang Shen said: "You go to the mountain to wait for me."

Ning Yao pulled Chen’s sleeves and gestured to go down the mountain.

Chen put down the book box, the same piece, carefully took out those carefully prepared sacrifices to sacred God for the ancestors.

In the middle of the way, Chen had a sudden loss of ecstasy, and he looked at the little tree with tears in his eyes. He burst into tears and muttered: "Sure enough, it is."

In the end, the woman was very devoutly facing the small earthen bag and bowed the ceremony.

After that, Chen couldn’t afford to lie on the ground, and trembled: "I am Chen Yin, I thank you for your ancestor shelter!"

At the foot of the mountain, Chen Pingan and Ning Yao sat on the side of their backs and sat back to each other. Ning Yao asked: "Before there was a long way, why did you deliberately want to go around?"

Chen Pingan stunned and shouted: "Ning girl, even you can see it?"

Ning Yao shook hands and scabbard, and pushed back. The top of the scabbard hit the young man's waist. "Remove the word "Lian"!"

The sneakers licked their teeth and gently licked their waists. They lowered their voices and said, "I didn't tell you about it. There is a mountain cliff. It is all the black stone that you call the dragon dragon. I am afraid to show it to her. Then she is also aware of the goods. When she starts to worry about it, the heart of the victim cannot be there, and the heart of the person is indispensable. I still understand this truth."

Ning Yao smiled and said: "The miser, you are not worried that she thought to move it away, it will leave you empty."

Chen Pingan said with a silly smile: "Ning girl, you are so straight, friends must not be more?"

Hey.

Suddenly, it was a painful Chen Ping, and quickly vacated his hand and went to the other side.

Chen Pingan suddenly touched Ning Yao’s back with his elbow and asked: “I don’t eat wild fruit? I picked three on the way, and I was hidden in my sleeve. She should haven’t seen it.”

Ning Yao did not have a good air: "The fruit of this season, can you eat delicious?"

Chen Pingan turned and handed over the two peach-sized red wild fruits. He smiled and said: "Ning girl, then you just don't know. This kind of fruit is really only eaten in the spring, the winter is strong, and the early spring is ripe. After a while, I was thoroughly cooked, and I went down, oh, that taste, I couldn’t care if my tongue could bite off. What’s even more strange is that there are so many mountains here, the fruit is only nearby, I was looking for it with Yao’s old man. A kind of soil, he told me that some other places, some wild fruits taste good, but I can eat and eat, and I don’t think it is like this."

Ning Yao took two fruits and made up his mind to eat it. He must return the remaining one. "I still eat and eat it. You are a wild boar in the mountains?"

Chen Ping bites the wild fruit and smiles: "When you are young, you are poor, but you don't want to catch anything. You don't even say that once, because of eating, you have eaten your stomach and hurt me. It was rolling all over the alley. That was the first time I heard my heartbeat and thunderous drums."

It’s a pity that Ning Yao was busy eating fruit. He didn’t hear clearly. The boy finally said, oh, the first bite, I feel that the fruit is sweet and abnormal. After the flesh is down, the whole person is warm, and the body is like a paved ground dragon. The house, the wild fruit is a bag of charcoal fire. Ning Yao closes his eyes and feels the internal organs. Although the whole body is Shutai, the rest is no different. This means that the wild fruit can be placed in the mountains at the foot of the gods, but it is limited to this. The secular dynasty can sell high prices, but it does not make the monks jealous.

For the ordinary folks under the mountain, it is undoubtedly the supreme treasure of longevity.

Knowing this, Ning Yao simply did not pick up the fruit.

Ning Yao has some regrets, wiped his mouth, turned and handed over the remaining wild fruits. "Not good, return it to you."

Chen Pingan retracted and lost some. He thought that Ning girl would feel good.

Ning Yao gently kicked his back and asked, "Is it reserved for the woman named Chen?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "What to give her, non-intimate, of course, is left to Liu Yuyang."

Ning Yao suddenly curiously said: "If you are here, do you not give Chen, give you a show?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Of course."

Ning Yao asked again, "If you only have two wild fruits in your hand, are you giving me or giving you a show?"

Chen Pingan did not hesitate: "One for you, one for Xiu Xiu. I think you can eat."

Chen Pingan was attacked again, squatting on the lower back, and said nothing: "Ning girl, what are you doing?"

Ning Yao asked again, "If there is only one?"

Chen Pinghehe laughed and said: "Give you."

Ning Yao: "Why?"

Chen Pingan is both sincere and sincere: "The girl is not here, but the girl is you."

The young man suffered two heavy blows in the middle of the waist. He felt that Chen Ping quickly got up and jumped, so that Ning Yao’s **** fell into the big back.

Chen Pingan quickly pulled her out of her back.

Ning Yao did not get angry, just glanced at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan re-supported the recital, and the two sat back to back again.

Ning Yao asked: "Do you know what tree is that tree?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "I don't know, I only saw it in this place, and there is no other mountain."

Ning Yao Shen said: "It is said that if there is a family tomb to produce eucalyptus, it is the auspicious weather of the Confucian saints, and this saint is bound to be extremely rigid and awesome, so in your world, you will definitely get extra favor. ”

Chen Pingan sighed.

What Confucian sage, auspicious, righteous, this straw shoes teenager can not understand.

Ning Yao asked: "You don't envy the woman on the mountain? Didn't think about why this banyan tree is not growing on the grave of its ancestors?"

Chen Pingan answered the question and said, "I am very happy to give my mother a grave at the Ching Ming Festival this year."

Ning Yao suddenly stood up, this time it was Chen Ping’s **** to sit in the back.

Ning Yao laughed on the sidelines.

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There are only five children in the town, and they are of different ages and ages. Among them, a little girl wearing a big red cotton jacket, although born in Fu Lu Street, she never bullies in school, but I don't like to join in the fun, I just like to wander around. The other family in the west of the town, Li Er’s son Li Wei, also studied in this hometown. He took his sister and left the town. He left him alone. Li Wei was not crying, but happy. It’s broken, and finally I don’t have to be controlled. It’s just that at night, the child who lives in the family’s home, after waking up in a nightmare, began to tear the heart and scream, and the aunt after being awakened joined forces to suppress. Use a feather duster and a broom.

The other three, from Taoye Lane, riding Long Lane, Xinghua Lane, two men and one woman.

After class, Mr. Qi gave them a word and asked them to keep it safely and carefully, saying that he would check the coursework three days later.

That is a word.

After the school was scattered, the old man sweeping the old man, after bathing and changing clothes, came outside the study room of Mr. Qi and sat on the floor.

The old man asked about a Confucian classic about "Spring King Zhengyue".

Qi Jingchun will smile and explain why he is talking about what is spring, what is king, and what is meant by the month.

This is the unique "difficulties in the practice of Confucian classics". On the classroom, there will be a "questioning teacher" to ask the lecturers, ask questions, ask questions or even ask questions.

This question was right, and it happened to Mr. Qi and the old man for the first time.

That is already the old past 80 years ago.

However, Qi Jingchun was the one who asked, and the one who answered was the husband of the two.

After the old man asked all the questions, he looked at Qi Jingchun. "Can you still remember that before we went to the Cliff College, Mr.'s parting speech?"

Qi Jingchun laughed and said nothing.

The old man asked himself and answered himself. "The sentence given to me is ‘Heavenly and earthly gentleman, gentleman and heaven.’ The sentence to you is ‘You can’t learn. Green is taken from blue, and green is blue.’”

The old man suddenly became very excited. "Mr. He is very important to you, I hope you are blue! Why do you want to be here, don't hit the south wall and don't look back? Why do you want to be a small town, but five or six thousand people, let go for a hundred years For the Millennium Avenue, don't want it?! If you are an ordinary scholar, you are Qi Jingchun, the most important disciple of our husband! It is a scholar who is expected to open up a face, even a ancestor!"

The old man trembled and said: "I know, it is the Buddha who mistakes you! What life is waiting! Don't you forget the Ming dynasty that Mr. said..."

Qi Jingchun smiled and shook his head, saying: "Although Mr. is a gentleman, learning is naturally great, but the truth may not be correct."

The old man was shocked and unable to add, and his face was wrong, and then he angered: "The ritual, so the body is also!"

Qi Jingchun smiled and replied, "When you are a gentleman, you will be embarrassed.

Seemingly for no reason, separated by a hundred thousand miles, but after the old man heard, his face changed dramatically, full of surprise.

Qi Jingchun sighed and looked at the same younger brother who followed him in this one. He said: "The matter is here. The children are entrusted to you to the Cliff College."

The old man nodded and looked up and walked away intricately.

Qi Jingchun said to himself: "Sir, can there be real meaning in the world?"

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When the two carriages were far from bright, they set off from Fulu Street and left the town early.

In the morning, a straw shoe boy took two large cloth bags and set off to go to the kiln to supervise the Department of Labor and Others.

One bag, with a bag of gold coins, and the other with the most valuable snake gallstones.

But when the day was bright, the doorkeeper took the broom and cleaned the street. The teenager did not see the carriage.

He had to be cheeky to ask, and asked the guest who signed Chen’s signature, when he left Fulu Street.

The porter smiled and said that they had left the town.

The sneakers teenager was dumbfounded. Didn't Liu Yuyang's guy make an appointment with himself until dawn?

At that moment, the teenager’s vision was a bit fuzzy.

After thanking the doorman, the boy began to turn and rushed.

Running out of the town, the teenager ran nearly sixty miles in one breath, and finally along a slope, the exhausted teenager went to the top of the slope, looked at the winding road, and continued to extend forward.

The young man was kneeling on the top of the mountain, and there were copper coins and stones that were not sent out at his feet.

A girl with a saber hanging knife sat quietly beside him, panting and screaming: "You are not a financial fan in the eyes of money, how is it so generous? All the family must be sent out? Even if Liu Yuyang is your friend, You are so big and big."

The teenager just held his head and looked into the distance.