Chapter 77： Into the mountain

After Yan Xiu ran back to the blacksmith shop, he found that only his father was sitting on a bamboo chair, handing the pot of wine over, and then sitting on another chair. "Hey, are you talking about things?"

阮邛Open the jug, don't drink, just sniff, there are some headaches, it is the peach blossom spring is not fake, but where is the need for two or two silver fine peach spring burning, it is clearly the only one that needs only eight money and one pot Cheap spring burning, squinting at the corner of the eye, seeing the guilty guilty niece, hands twisted the clothes corner, the line of sight drifting, clearly afraid of revealing her, sighed in the heart, had to pretend that nothing was found, looked up A sip of wine is really a sorrowful grievance, and the man slowly said: "After the talk, it’s okay, I will go back to the kiln, find the big sergeant called Wu Hao, take the old and the old two mountains and rivers. Figure, it is estimated that after Chen Ping’s return to God, he will come to me to ask for it."

Yan Xiu was relieved, smiled and screamed, legs stretched out straight, comfortably stretched out a big laziness, leaning on the smooth and cool back of the small bamboo chair.

I don’t think I’m going to open the situation here. Everything is difficult at the beginning, the sign is good, and the mood is better. It’s hard to say that Chen Ping’s words are good. “The boy in the mud bottle alley is simple and simple. It’s not stupid. ""

Yan Xiu smiled happily and said: "Hey, that's why Dazhi is foolish, can't you know?"

Hehehe smiled and said nothing.

The man is only in his heart, I know the wisdom of a hammer.

Looking at the creek in the distance, the fingers hold the neck of the jug and shake it gently. "Some words, it is not convenient to talk to him directly, lest he want to think more, but he is self-defeating, and you see him. For you."

Yan Xiu curiously asked: "What happened?"

When I was silent for a while, I picked up a jug and drank a small bite of spirits. This said: "You tell him that Longjishan does not expect it, even if there are some people who have no roots and five people, they may not dare to open. This mouth, such a large piece of dragons, Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain spent a lot of effort, coupled with the identity of today, only barely eat it, there are still many people secretly jealous, hiding behind the scenes secretly gnashing their teeth. Of course, you don't have to explain these curved roads with Chen Ping, and he should explain it to him in a straightforward way. Longjishan doesn't have to think much. Then the Daxie court sells the mountain peaks at low prices. After all, there are only more than 60 seats. I can buy five hills, and more, I can hardly protect him and his hills. Third, I have just made up my mind to ask for the three mountains that are mainly based on Shenxiu Mountain. You let Chen When you look at the situation map safely, pay attention to the size of the hills around Shenxiu Mountain, Mount Dengshan and Hengyu Peak. It is not unreasonable person. He will not let him all pay for it nearby. He only needs him to take out half of Jinjing. Copper coins are enough. Then come back. If he is really smart, buy some hills and mountains around your peak. It is the right way. Finally, you can tell him that if you can leave a few coins, you can buy a few shops in the town. There will be a lot of good shops to change hands, because many small town portals that have a relationship outside, most of them have to move out, so the price is definitely not expensive, and it is a copper coin to die."

Yan Xiu tentatively asked: "Hey, do you want to buy the old shop? My two bags of copper coins, not you give it up, you give me one, one, how?" ”

Hey, he smiled and said: "You don't think about the copper coins you are squatting here. You are advised to hurry and die. Right, you can let Chen Pingan pay for it. Now he is the big one in our town. The rich man."

Yan Xiu did not hesitate: "How can he do it, he can be poor, and more than a dozen silver coins must be borrowed from people."

I couldn’t help but twitch, and turned and asked: "Oh, the money is not money, is he safe?"

Yan Xiuxiao smiled and said: "I am not familiar with him."

I almost squirted out an old blood, which is not familiar yet? If you are unfamiliar, can you let yourself drink this rotten wine with your conscience, and then you will be able to borrow money to give the bastard? Prostitute, do you think that you are familiar with it? I sip a shochu with a flat taste and stand up. "All the things you said are said, you choose some words, and you will talk to Chen Pingan tomorrow."

The man strode away, his practical **** wants to know, what to say, should not say, the prostitute will say tomorrow.

The more you want to get more wrong, the niece can't help, the rabbit scorpion that squats on the corner of the little hoe, can't beat it, the man has to whisper a sentence, walked to the empty space of no one, throwing away that it is hard to drink again. The empty jug, which also drank light, rose up in the air. In a blink of an eye, it fell on the door of the shop selling peach blossoms in spring. At this time, the shop was of course broken. He knocked on the door and soon had a A woman wakes up from the backyard and opens her door. Her mouth is screaming, what is “eager to find a tire to die”, “Drinking in the middle of the night, why don’t you drink urine, don’t spend money”, “Dare to knock the widow’s door at night, not afraid of the aging mother. Interrupting your three legs" is not at all polite.

He stood at the door, his face was gloomy and he did not say a word.

After seeing the master of the blacksmith's shop, the woman took a look at the muscles of the middle-aged man's muscles through the moonlight, and suddenly changed her face, and her eyes were so silky that she took the man's arm with great enthusiasm. Hard as iron, the long-lost woman's smile is more and more eager, when the road leads, a cockroach will fall in the man's arms, but unfortunately the iron man is incomprehensible, gently holding her shoulder, finally He dropped the silver and took two pots of wine and strode away.

The woman stood at the door, sneer, and laughed loudly: "A good man, the result is a bird like the surname! Soft master, oh no, Master, come back to my shop to buy wine, you have to double your price. Hey! If the master is harder in the day, I might not even pay for it, drink it, and sleep."

The road went indifferently to the end of the street, and the body shape flashed. Instead of returning to the shop on the south side of the town, I went to the north and came to a hill.

It is broken porcelain and piled up into mountains.

He was looking for a place to sit cross-legged in a place 30 steps away from the hill.

A voice sounded not far away. "So smart, you are."

Nodded and threw a pot of wine.

The old man took the wine and measured it. He said: "This time I go to the Liu Widows shop to buy wine. It is a man who has to eat a little."

Of course, I am not willing to talk about this. I am asking: "Mr. Yang Lao, the young boy next to the new supervisor, Wu Hao, is exactly what is sacred. I can’t see the depth. On the surface, it is no different from ordinary people."

The old man is the old man of Yangjiapu, who drank his mouth. "I don't know the identity, but the old saying goes well. If you don't come, you won't come, right?"

After Yang Laotou finished this sentence, he smiled and looked up.

At the top of the mountain in China, there is a young green shirt, standing with his hands in his sleeves, his eyebrows are awkward, and his smile is spring breeze.

The young man pulled a hand from his sleeve and shook it. "When you enter the door, you first call people. You go to the temple to worship God first. I know the rules. I have seen the teacher before, and I have come to see Yang Lao. There is no problem in the number of gifts. ”

Yang old man did not continue to drink alcohol. I didn't know where to find the rope. I hung the jug around my waist and took a smoky smoke. She smiled and said: "Into the mountains, the characters are shocking. Just don't know if you are painting ghosts or gods. what?"

The teenager put his hands up and his body leaned forward slightly. He smiled and said: "No matter how misunderstood by Yang Lao and Yan Shi, I will go to the door and make sure that I will not have an intersection after greeting the two. Well, if there is really I am afraid that it is only the establishment of the Chenghuang Pavilion. For the time being, I am responsible for it. I will slightly touch the two sides. As for the Wenchangge Wusheng Temple, I can't control it. I only have a secluded mung bean-sized city hall."

According to the saying of the market, within the boundaries of a county, the county magistrate has full authority over all the affairs of the Yangshuo. As for the high-ranking clay city grandfather, he will be responsible for staring at the night and femininity.

The sorcerer frowned, was the ritual offering of the Daxie court? Or is it a practicing sergeant of Qin Tianjian?

However, whether the roots are in the Ministry of Rites, Qin Tianjian, or somewhere in the Datun Palace, since it is so daring to stand on the top of the porcelain mountain, it must be at least a tenth floor monk standing at the highest point of the Five Kingdoms.

So this boy is definitely not a teenager.

The eyebrows are like a sacred monk in the cinnabar, watching Yang Laotou say: "Old gentleman, there is a word first, carefully drive the ship forever."

Yang old man took a sip of dry smoke, but in the end he only spit out a very thin smoke, and quickly disappeared silently.

The seemingly handsome juvenile's hands are still caged in the sleeves, but the cuffs are slightly moving, he seems to be in the ten fingers.

He sighed heavily. "Look at my face. The two will give up. Otherwise, we three people will fight together. Is it really necessary to smash this circle?"

The young man immediately left his sleeves with both hands, raised it high, and saw the suspicion of the wind turning the rudder. He smiled and said: "I have no problem."

The old man’s nose sucked, and the two purple bubbles, which were not easily noticeable, quickly flew into the nose of the old man.

The old man sneered: "You know a lot."

The teenager stretched his hand and pinched his nose. "No more than just a good one. For example, I only know that you should call you Green...Mr. Yang, not Mr. Yang."

The teenager deliberately missed a word.

It’s not a joke or a fun, but the moment when the word is about to blurt out, he really feels the killing of the old man, resolute and decisive, so he chooses to take a step back.

After the teenager leaned back, he smiled and said: "Don't go over it, hope that there is no goodbye, Yangguan Road, Duoqiao, or Ghost Gate, each going, each showing its power."

The young boy who fell backwards did not disappear.

Shen Shen said: "There may be the top five!"

Yang Laotou smiled and said: "A big fuss, you are not on the five worlds. Dongbao Pingzhou is small, it is also one of Jiuzhou, Mo said that it is the eleventh floor, the thirteenth floor practicing the spirits, not without Opportunity to take the lead."

I am not in a relaxed mood. I shook my head and said: "I am only on the 11th floor afterwards. The realm has not yet been stabilized. Although it is a military ancestor, it is still good at attacking and killing. It can be..."

The old man shook his head and turned his head. He turned away, holding a cigarette rod and swallowing the clouds. "You will be satisfied. The world's monks are more than ten million. The tenth floor monks are already rare. Not to mention the five worlds. After all, in fact, you are jealous of that person. The man is not jealous of you. The porcelain hits the jade, and both of you are actually guilty."

I think about it too. This is not the temper of horns. I simply don’t care about the origins of that strange boy. It’s best for both sides to be able to make water without water.

With a bang, the body swelled into the sky, and after the sea of ​​clouds, it quickly fell to the bank.

Yang Laotou, who slowly wandered back to the town, smiled. "Young and vigorous."

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A young man in the green shirt walked in the middle of the town lane and said: "The night is forbidden, the husband has to have it, the city has to be there, and the village is busy. We are busy with the county magistrate." ""

The delicate and handsome fingers of the eyebrows gently rotate a string of old keys and walk into a lane called Erlang Lane. It is next to the Xinghua Alley. It is said that there are two powerful people in the ancestors, but in the end Who is it, what has been done, no one has said it, over time, it has become the old man under the old banyan tree, the old people are making a fool of the talk.

Now that the old banyan tree has fallen, the popularity of the town seems to have been reduced a lot. The children are not deeply touched. The young people feel that they have a broad vision and a lot of empty space. It is quite good. Only the nostalgic old people occasionally sigh. Erlang Lane and Xinghua Alley do not live in wealthy and wealthy people. They are more than adequate, and they are more than squatting. For example, the people near Mujiaxiang, most of the people who saw these two lanes can’t lift their heads. Ma Po and her grandson, Ma Xuanxuan, lived in Xinghua Lane, which is a very good place in the town.

The teenager stopped at the door of a house, and two new painted door gods were attached to the door. The teenager looked up at one of the silver-shelled gods holding the short-legged, sturdy, one-legged, golden-chicken independent, and the vulture The teenager smiled and said: "Jinyi returned home, but that's it."

The young man opened the door and was a small but exquisite house. There was a square patio on the top of the head. There was a pool on the ground, which was very well ventilated. The second floor was beautifully placed for the night view. The teenager is very satisfied, and the chanting is not bad. It is a good place for self-cultivation.

The teenager moved a carved wooden chair, sat next to the pool, shook his sleeves, smashed, and slipped out a lot of broken porcelain, as big as a fist like rice, countless. Finally, full of Dangdang, it is estimated that a basket can not be installed, all suspended above the pool under the patio.

This hand is a veritable sleeve.

The teenager looked around and rubbed his eyebrows and said to himself: "Where do you start?"

"It's you." In the end, he had the most eye-catching red-brown porcelain, and his heart flicked. It flew out of the porcelain pile and quietly stopped in the air a foot away from him.

After that, there was a lot of broken porcelain flying out of the hill, coming to the boy's body, and then he was gently placed somewhere.

It is like putting together a piece of porcelain.

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The next day, at the blacksmith's shop, Yan Xiu handed over two maps of Chen Pingan. One old, the paper was yellowed, and the map was ups and downs, but the names of the hills were all A, B, and so on, but they were still full of sweet and fragrant ink. On the new map, in addition to the name of Longji Mountain, Zhenzhu Mountain and Shenxiu Mountain, which are not so boring and boring, there is also a “Dalong Longquan County”.

Yan Xiu pointed to the names of the names of the places, explained and introduced the past to Chen Ping, and finally reminded: "Although the two maps are only looking at the position of the fingernails, but when you enter the mountain, you may find that The gap between the mountain roads and the mountain roads, because the earthworms in the sky are on the ground, the ground surface vibrates very much, and even some mountain peaks are not strong, just collapsed at that time, which will make your way forward. There are a lot of accidents on it, you must be careful."

Chen Pingan carefully put away two maps, and finally picked up a piggyback. It was almost the same as Chen’s coming to the mountain last time. He apologized to Yan Xiu: “This time I am trying to get to the top of the map. In the area, it is estimated that at least half a month, return to here at most one month."

Yan Xiu whispered: "So long, how do you bring enough food?"

Chen Pingan held back and laughed. "I am used to the mountain. The wild mountain fruit can be eaten and I can find it. I promise not to be hungry."

Yan Xiu nodded and smiled: "I promised to borrow your dozens of silver. After you go out, I will definitely give you."

Chen Pingan thought about it, or tell the truth, "Why, don't you grieve yourself, money, I can find a way, you can't really insist on ten days and a half, don't eat the snacks of the old shop?" ”

Yan Xiu's face turned red, and he couldn't understand how he knew the truth.

Chen Pingan has some helplessness, laughing and not talking. I thought it would be a strange thing to swear by the master, and it would be a strange thing to lend myself to the money, so it’s not my eyes, but the cover of your girl is not very clever.

Chen Pingan saw that she was somewhat lost. She quickly comforted her: "Hey girl, I am kind to my heart, thank you."

Yan Xiu grinned.

She suddenly said: "I will send you."

Chen Pingan has stepped away and turned his head and said: "No, I am very familiar with the road, and I can walk with my eyes closed."

The ponytail girl whispered softly and then waved goodbye to him.

After Chen Ping walked out of the shop, he ran all the way along the stream.

Close to the hills of the town, Chen Ping is not interested. Although it is not big, the price is not expensive, but he does not want to buy it here. It is too close to the town. This kind of style is not good, and the master said a few times before. The sentence implies the words, the "Deep Mountain" and "The Peak of the Peak" are the mountains, and the base of the mountain is actually good. It is a pity that it has been hollowed out for so many years, so it is a few embroidered pillows. Going west, it was only when the Zhenzhu Mountain arrived.

Chen Ping went for a full day and a night, only after resting for less than two hours, finally climbed to the top of a small hill, took a deep breath, and the heart and lungs were full of mountains and trees.

The sandals and teenagers stood up in their chests, and they were very lame, and they said: "This is mine!"