Chapter 88： Debut

Chen Pingan glanced at the waistless green bamboo scabbard of the uninvited guest, so he was puzzled and asked: "Swordsman?"

The man was holding a bucket and patted the handle with one hand. He smiled and said: "I can't match my sword for a while, so I have to use it instead to humiliate the world with a knife."

Hearing this familiar tone, Chen Pingan sighed and felt that Liu Weiqiao should be able to make friends with this man.

After Chen Ping and Li Bao’s bottle, the father and the daughter walked side by side. The girl Zhu Lu did not agree with it. He laughed and said: “The dragon king yawns and can **** into a river. It’s really a big tone, hey, this guy is Isn't there a problem with your brain?"

Zhu He saw that the other side of the man’s waist was still hanging a silver-white wine gourd. The size of the palm was slap-up, and the Capricorn was slick and shiny. At first glance, it was an old object of some years, and whispered to his niece: “Although I could not detect him. What is wrong with the air machine, but it is a little longer than the average person, but still be careful. Although I have never been to the door in this life, I can hear that the ancestors said that there are many rivers and lakes, saying that they are walking the rivers and lakes, be careful of the aunts and children. And the alcoholic, in addition to this, the more you look at the role of the master, the more you can not take it lightly."

The girl screamed, nervous and excited, and I couldn’t wait for the unbelievable man to be an assassin killer, just as her first-handed whetstone.

Chen Ping asked: "Are you looking for me?"

The man smiled and said: "I will send you to the border of Dalat. Before that, we will go hand in hand, so I have a photo."

Chen Ping asked tentatively: "Do you know the master of the iron?"

The man nodded: "Of course I know."

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

Before leaving the town, as one of the transactions, Master Yan promised himself to ensure his safety before he reached the border guards of the Dagu border.

Chen Pingan believes that Master Yan will not renege on his words, especially since this person appeared so early, almost in the eyes of Master Yan, so it should not be one of the three forces of Zhengyang Mountain, Yunxia Mountain and Laolong City. Moreover, the timely appearance of Zhu He Zhu Lu, the father and the daughter, also brought Chen Ping’s confidence.

However, Chen Pingan is afraid of anything.

So he asked: "Then you will accompany me to the town to see the master, we will go south. I just know that the town is going out of the east gate. Although it is detoured, there is a road to be feasible. It’s all possible to go, but it’s faster than when we cross the mountains and water.”

The man smiles and tastes: "So cautious? There is no such thing as a hero of the rivers and lakes."

Chen Pingan did not turn his head, his eyes were always fixed on the man, but Shen said: "Zhu, can you let Zhulu bring the bottle back to the town first? We are not in a hurry."

Zhuhe suddenly figured out the joints and nodded: "This is the best."

Then Zhu He said to his daughter: "Deer, you take the lady back first. I and Chen Pingan accompany the Aliang brothers, drink or talk about it. It’s a fate. It’s not too much."

The little girl with the red cotton jacket held by Zhu Lu did not hesitate. She did not cry and shouted to be with her little teacher. She just pulled Chen’s sleeves and gently said the two words. Then he decisively followed Zhu Lu and quickly left. Li Bao bottle did not drag the water, but the prostitute who was not afraid of the tiger was full of disappointment. He hoped that he would change her position with her.

After seeing this scene, the man turned his eyes and took off his wine gourd. He leaned against the white donkey and took a sip of wine. He smiled and said: "Let the little girl take the little girl first. After a scent of incense, let our three great men go to the town again."

Then the man raised his hand in the silver-white wine gourd, reached out and patted the back of the donkey, looked at Zhuhe, and smiled and said: "You are also a good hand, don't you recognize this stuff?"

He patted his head. "I forgot that you have just opened the genius of the Pearl Cave. You know it is a strange thing. It doesn't matter, we can talk slowly and make a lot of time."

The man pointed to the old willow tree in the horizontal stream. "Let's go there and talk?"

Chen Pingan and Zhu He look at each other and feel that they are so best, they can wait and see.

The man took the white donkey and followed Chen Ping and Zhu River. He went to the old willow tree and loosened the reins. He allowed the donkey to eat the grass. He walked up the willow tree, walked out the river along the trunk, and finally sat down. After re-wearing the top fight, mention the silver wine gourd, just about to pour the wine, suddenly turned his head, handed out the jug, smiled and asked: "Who wants a bite? Lele is not as good as the music, two The two sterling silver one or two burly fairy brewing is the heart of all the wealthy families in Datun. I went all the way north, drank and drank, and tasted no less than 100 kinds of wine, or the most authentic of this immortal."

Chen Pingan shook his head. "I don't drink."

Zhu He also shook his head. "The martial arts have not yet grown, and they dare not drink."

The man followed and shook his head and looked at them. He said with regret: "It was not a man of temperament. I knew a young man a long time ago. It was really romantic..."

The man suddenly found that Chen Pingan and Zhu He had a strange face. He had some doubts, but he did not lose his master style. He had to drink alcohol and conceal his own sorrow.

Chen Pingan coughed softly, and the man asked: "What?"

Chen Pingan extended his finger and pointed to the outermost part of the old willow tree.

The man frowned and turned his head. As a result, he saw two legs blocking his eyes. The man suddenly looked stiff and suddenly looked up and saw a faceless middle-aged man with a minimum of one hundred and fifty-six pounds. The guy, even fluttering on the thin willow tree, the person's **** is not a ghost, scared to fight the man is sitting unsteadily, fell into the stream, the wolf is extremely.

The coming is the sage of the military sage. As Yang Laotou said, he is not interested in the movements within the Qianlishan River. Unless it is Cui Wei’s bad provocation, he will only take the shot. I don’t think anyone dares to shoot Chen Ping’s face within a hundred miles. It’s just playing his face, but the face of a soldier’s sword on the eleventh floor is compared to the face of a dynasty. Only heavy. Therefore, I am too lazy to pay attention to the scene here. A straw-shoe boy and a naive little girl are traveling with each other. How could it be worth staring at him personally?

But he was involved in the mind by one thing.

When someone swayed the object, he immediately felt the inside of the object, the majestic swords, pure and vast, especially the feeling of being extremely familiar, revealing a relative and sorrow, about this matter, 阮邛在宗I have been practicing in the door for many years. Although I have never seen it with my own eyes, I heard it early, so I immediately came from the blacksmith shop.

At this time, I saw that the person was not as good as the sect of the sect. I was not sardonic, but instead had a dignified enthusiasm. I asked, "But God Fairy Wei Jin?"

The man who fell in the creek slammed, and finally stood up straight. After picking up the jug from the stream, he took off his head and smashed it. He looked up at the culprit and didn’t say goodbye: "My name is Aliang. ""

Looking down at him, he was full of scrutiny and asked: "Can you borrow me two drinks?"

The man throws out the wine gourd and throws it high. "What's the matter? But remember me."

After picking up the jug and drinking a drink, he smiled and asked: "Isn't it actually Wuhuang Liquor?"

When the man heard this, he was very angry. He said: "The price has increased."

Laughing and laughing, I lost my wine gourd and asked, "How come you are so fast? I thought I had to get around the fastest."

The self-proclaimed Aliang's man was walking ashore and shouted: "You can manage it? The saint is amazing."

He asked: "Would you like to go to my shop to sit? My daughter admired you very much."

Aliang pointed to himself and smiled and said: "To me? Then your daughter's eyes are very good."

I seem to have known the absurdity of this person for a long time, and asked: "Is this your responsibility for Longjishan?"

Aliang waved his hand. "Not me, someone else."

When I looked at the unskilled man, I suddenly laughed. "Is it difficult to go north? You met the little girl?"

A Liang looks as usual. "What do you say, I don't understand."

I sigh in my heart, no longer tempted, no longer say more.

There is a well-known sword repair, young and genius, rarely staying in the Zongmen, even in the Fengxue Temple, some people do not know the name of this person. When he was young, he was taken by a feng shui temple ancestor who went down the mountain to collect his disciples. Therefore, his seniority was extremely high, which made him the first time he went up the mountain. However, he was a hundred-year-old monk. He screamed at his ancestors, and later the ZTE ancestor of Fengxue Temple failed to break through, and with the pulse of talents dying, the young sword repair was more alienated from the Fengxue Temple.

This man has been walking in the rivers and lakes for seven or eight years. He will occasionally appear in Zongmen in addition to Master’s jealousy. He is still alone, even if he returns to Fengxue Temple, he never greets people. I heard that he got a sword that was worth a lot of money in the early days, but he didn’t use it to raise the flying sword. Instead, he used to smash the heavenly things and used it to charge alcohol for thousands of pounds. He was drunk for at least half a year, so he was Known as drunken sword fairy, when drunk, it is covered by a white snow, where is the donkey.

Before I got rid of the Fengxue Temple, I heard that this person did not know why. At first sight, a young Tao Gu, who was known as the "Feng Yuan Guan Yi Zhou Chau", fell in love at first sight, and he was not able to extricate himself. Mei Daogu had no intention of finding a Taoist priest, and this matter became a sensation in the mountains of Baoliangzhou.

I thought about it, "If that's the case, then you have to send them to Dagu Yefu."

The man nodded.

The squatting fists leave and the figure disappears.

Only the willow branches are gently shaken.

Zhu He cautiously asked: "Aliang... The predecessors are the immortals of the Fengxue Temple?"

The man took the donkey and lazily said: "I am not familiar with the Fengxue Temple."

Zhuhe smiled, not at all embarrassed.

The world's martial arts may not be good at practicing qi, but for the monks of Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain, it is still necessary to stretch their thumbs.

Before Zhuhe might feel that this population is bigger than the sky, and the posture is overkill, after the saints come and go, Zhuhe now looks back and looks at the plain-faced fighting man, it is really a real person. The gods are hidden in the city. Estimating the green bamboo sheath long knife, it is definitely a sword that will be a smashing weapon.

Aliang drank a big sip of wine and said to Chen Pingan: "The little girl is back."

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked back. Not only did Li Baoquan and Zhuluyuan return, but also two familiar faces and a scorpion with heavy bags hanging on both sides.

Li Wei and Lin Shouyi.

Chen Pingan ran in the past, and Li Baobo’s face was sullen and unhappy. Zhu Lu’s voice was clear and open: “The two children were met halfway, saying that they want to go to the Cliff College with the young lady to study. Our ancestors just appeared. Call me, let me look back at you."

Chen Pingan did not ask Zhu Lu, who is the ancestor of the ancestors, and looked at Li Xiao, the ghost of the ghost, and Lin Shouyi, who was like a devil.

Li Wei hardened his neck and said with conviction: "I don't follow you to eat, do you want to eat in the town."

Lin Shouyi is still cold and cold, saying: "Seeking in the rich and the danger."

Li Baobo said coldly: "You can go from the East Gate and go to the academy yourself. Why do you want to bring you two oil bottles?"

Li Yan said: "Li Bao bottle! We are a good friend who died together!"

Lin Shouyi did not have such a rogue as Li Wei. He said frankly: "I don't want to say that Li Yu and I don't know that the cliffs are not accessible."

Chen Ping nodded and gently pressed her hand on Li Bao’s bottle to stop her from speaking. Then she asked: “That Shi Chunjia and Dong Shuijing are both sure?”

Lin Shouyi explained: "When the ageing shop is over, some people will take Shi Chunjia to the capital city. When Dong Shuijing heard that the township township will open again, he will replace your short-term work at the blacksmith shop."

Chen Pingan looked at Li Baobo, Li Wei and Lin Shouyi, and they laughed and said: "That will start together."

Aliang took the white donkey back from the creek and saw Li Yulin shun one after another. He looked reluctantly: "If you take a cute little girl, even if you two rabbit scorpions are going on?"

Li Wei yelled and said: "Which onion?!"

A Liang did not change his face and replied: "I am your embarrassed, relatives who have been lost for many years."

Li Yuru was struck by lightning and stared at the strange man.

The man was stunned and stunned. Isn’t this little bastard, his slut, really a sinister story?

Li Wei quickly changed the original sluggish look, pulled the corner of his mouth, squinted at the fighting man, looked awkward and said: "Do you fight with me?"

The man eats cockroaches and swears: "Oh, the water is shallow and the king is more than eight."

Li Yan hugged his head in his head and said, "Don't listen to Wang Ba Nian Jing."

Chen Pingan did not ask a question, "Aliang, why do you say our town dialect?"

The man smiled and said: "You go and ask."

Chen Ping looked at him and suddenly smiled. "Forget it."

The man stretched his finger and pointed to Chen Pingan. The lesson said: "It’s not good for a young age to be so heavy."

A Liang, who claimed to be a swordsman but a knife, and his white donkey.

Chen Ping and Li Baobo, each carrying a reciting, Li Yi and Lin Shouyi, both empty-handed, and the Zhuhe Zhulu father and daughter who walked in the end.

Seven people with disparity in identity, together south.

Because this Achilles master from the same place, it is not difficult to say the way, and along the Tiefu River has been going south, and soon you can see the big road that is being built day and night.

However, the next stop and rest, Aliang is still willing to listen to Chen Ping's opinion.

During the break, Li Wei ran to ask the man who was fighting, and he was not afraid of life. He asked, "Hey! Aliang, are you the mother of the donkey?"

The man does not hate this child, it is a bit annoying, "close your ass."

"Give me a ride?"

"I don't want to ride myself. What do you rely on? Really be my own son."

"If you send me the scorpion, I will go back and let my mother remarriage, what? Of course, if my mother does not agree, I can't blame me, this scorpion still has to return to me."

"Roll you and your mother!"

"Aliang, it’s not that I said you, you will change your temper in the future."

After Li Xiao’s hands were negative, he shook his head and sighed and left.

Leave an eye-opening man.

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On the bank of the creek, the two went to the blacksmith shop, one was a beggar, the other was an old man with white hair and red face, the latter was the ancestor of the prostitute Zhu Luzui, one of the four surnames of the town, Li The true heart of the heart.

Li Baobao is such a darling, the Li family that has high hopes for it, of course, will not only let the father and daughter get close to each other. If it is not for the teacher to show up today, the Li family will be escorted to the seat. No.

The old man smiled bitterly: "Yu Shi, this person is the helper you invited from Fengxue Temple? Looks really is..."

I’m straightforward: “It’s not like a master at all, but it’s like a city, right?”

阮邛 Slowly said: "When I took the wine gourd to drink, I carefully examined it. The sword that is in the sword is still alive. It is true that the wind and snow temple is true, and the Fengxue Temple Shenxiantai This pulse, there are few people, Wei Jin is not like the cold temper of making friends, but likes to wave the rivers and lakes, the temper is strange, very well explained. Although there are murderous people in the world, the sinister means of successfully capturing the life, but Wei Jinxiu To be absolutely not low, I want to take away the swordsmanship and the swordsmanship on him..."

I laughed. "So today, even if I shot, I couldn’t stop what the person wanted to do."

The old man sighed. "The words can't be said. If the three churches didn't take away the victorious things, the array is still there. Many things will not be so shackled."

I thought about it, "I will go to the people who have a big pulse in the Fengxue Temple later. I will touch the head and understand the situation. They are not far from here. It’s just about the Longji Mountain. People who are in Zhenwu Mountain are not easy to say. During this period, if there is any accident in the town, trouble Li Lao finds Xiu Xiu and let her fly the sword to pass the book."

Fengxue Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, is the two ancestral homes of Dongbao Pingzhou, one south and one north. The relationship between the two sides has always been good or not. Generally speaking, it belongs to Jingshui and does not commit river water. Of course, at the critical moment involving big and big, it will definitely give up the portal. Choose to join forces against the enemy.

Among them, Zhenwu Mountain pays more attention to the development of the secular dynasty in the Yamashita. There are many monks in the Mt. Wushan in the Dalai dynasty. The Lushi dynasty, which has been destroyed, and the squatting of the sacred monk, have the shadow of the monks of the Zhenwu Mountain, mostly the body of the generals. Or a middle-level military commander who has real power.

Fengxue Temple tends to be independent, and travels to and from the ancient battlefield sites. It is similar to the ranger on the rivers and lakes. It is full of martial arts. Everything is happy, and it’s happy, it’s unhappy, it’s not happy, just look for it. People cut and practice the swordsmanship. Most of them are hard to go to the mountain gates. They don’t agree, they have to accompany them to fight one and say the other. However, these temperamental guys in Fengxue Temple are not famous for their fights, and they will not kill people. Therefore, even if they are stunned by the monks of Fengxue Temple, they don’t have to worry about ugliness.

Regarding the Feijian, the old man wondered: "The sorcerer, there are also a number of good-quality letters flying swords on my house."

Yan Shi smiled and waved his hand. "Not the same, the difference is not small."

The old man immediately became clear, Yan Yan said: "Talk about flying swords in front of the sergeant, sneer and laugh, and laugh and generous."

Suddenly, he whispered softly: "The tree is quiet and the wind is not enough."

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A small, graceful but full-fledged palace lady walks in Mud Lane.

Behind him, there were three people. A middle-aged man was a burly man with a look of fortitude.

An old man does not need to face white, it seems that his vision is weak and he always blinks.

A young woman carries a long sword, and the string of golden swords is just curled up on her plump chest.

The woman finally stopped at the gate of the Song collector's court and smiled: "The only thing that steals the Spring Festival couplets is that Cui Wei can do it."