Chapter 186： Vigil

After Chen Ping’s complete fainting, on the stairway between the first and second floors, Tsing Yi’s child finally loosened the girl’s arm of the pink skirt. The latter flew past, tears, and became a little cat, she For Chen Ping's pulse, look at the spirits of the spirit, while turning his head and sobbing: "Why are you blocking me, you are ungrateful, wolf-hearted dog lungs... If the lord is dead, I will fight with you..."

Tsing Yi’s little boy’s face sinks into the water. “I’m not convinced that your silly girl is convinced, and I’m going to be tempted to use Chen’s sword as an enemy. You’ll be killed and killed, and you’ll be delayed. A peaceful witness to the opportunity, maybe it will kill him. It would have been a good chance, and it was a disaster for you."

The girl in the pink skirt is sad and whimpered: "The lord is full of blood, the lord is dying, are you satisfied? I am not stupid! You are the savage daring of the lord, the lord should not bring you back, you are too Conscience, the lord is so good to us..."

Tsing Yi’s child jumped gently and squatted on the green bamboo railing. He didn’t have a good air. “Chen Ping’s death is not dead. If you say it, don’t count it. Just do it, know a fart.”

The girl in the pink skirt is getting smaller and crying, because she found that the two air machines in Chen Ping’s body seemed to be confusing and arrogant at first, but gradually stabilized, like a mountain and water meeting, although the water stone hits at the beginning, splashes Thousands of waves, stirring, weather is dangerous, but as time goes by, it has become smooth and peaceful, because the painful and trepidation of the soul is also calmed down, began to change from mourning to chock.

Chen Pingan was deeply sleepy, and the distorted black face returned to normal little by little. In the end, it was like a baby in the cicada, and he slept very sweetly.

The girls in the pink dress were very happy and covered with tears. They whispered to the children in Tsing Yi: "The lord is fine, just falling asleep."

Tsing Yi’s child rolled his eyes and stood up. He used the railing as an aisle and started walking.

After Chen Ping’s fainting, the girl in the pink skirt completely lost her heart and had to ask the children in Tsing Yi for help. “What should I do next?”

Tsing Yi children walked up and down the railing, and they were silent. To be honest, he only vaguely knew about a certain, and then how to deal with Chen Pingan, he really did not dare to break the argument. He is a cowardly Chen Heping's snake gallstones, but he can be said to let him take the risk of being a man. He made a good job of falling down the stone. He really stunned his good brother of the Yujiang water god. He would rather kill Chen Ping after a punch. The light robbed the pile of small snake-like gallstones, and did not act sneaky.

Come out to the rivers and lakes, to talk about morality.

This has always been his rule of the rivers and lakes.

After a drunken drunken brother, the water **** brother told him a thief with a learned language. "There is not too much morality in the rivers and lakes. There should always be a little bit of it. If you don’t talk about it, it’s a real dragon. Sooner or later, you have to drown. In the rivers and lakes."

Tsing Yi’s child was stunned and then looked up and looked up. He found a white fairy standing beside him, his face screaming and smiling, looking down on himself.

The guy named Wei Wei smiled at Tsing Yi’s child: "Small water snake, you didn't want to kill your grandfather, I was surprised."

Tsing Yi’s child is the most handsome face of this guy. It seems that the two are naturally in conflict, especially when Wei Wei confuses himself with a condescending tone. He can’t help but scream: “I didn’t do your mother, I regret it. !"

Wei Wei's big sleeves were shaken, and he jumped off the railing. During the pat, he gently patted the head of Tsing Yi's child. He smiled and said: "Naughty."

Apparently an understatement, but was shot by the children in Tsing Yi, his feet fell on the railing, so that he could hold his pants and lick his teeth.

If you change to another place, it is a Tongshan Tieshan, you can also sit down for him, but this small bamboo building is really not strong and solid.

Wei Wei sat next to Chen Pingan and held Chen Ping’s wrist in one hand. The pulse was calm and a good sign.

The girl in the pink dress whispered: "Wei Xianshi, the outside is cool, do you want to move my master to the house?"

Wei Wei smiled and said: "You are the genus of dragons. They have excellent resistance to the intense summer and cold, so they may not feel deep. In fact, this bamboo building has a benefit, that is, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, even if it is an ordinary person, snowy day. When the bamboo floor is stripped of clothes, it will not frostbite the bones and bones. So let your grandfather lie down and sleep here, not to move him, it is more appropriate."

The girl in the pink skirt sighed and thanked Wei Wei.

Wei Wei did not care about this. He smiled and asked: "Is there any clean clothes that Chen Ping has to change?"

The girl in the pink skirt shook her head: "The lord is going up the mountain. I shouldn’t have thought about how long it took. There was no clothes in the back."

Wei Wei frowned and looked at Chen Ping’s clothes as if it had been soaked in blood. When he woke up and was wearing it, it was definitely not a problem. He suggested: "You go to the town to buy it." Clothes are also good, go to the mud bottle lane to take clothes, speed to go back quickly, Chen Pingan should not be too long to be awake."

The girl in the pink dress snorted and left.

Tsing Yi’s child’s eyes are gloomy, and he is staring at Wei Wei. “I can’t believe you.”

Wei Wei thought for a moment, "Then you stay."

Tsing Yi children throw a gold ingot to the girl in the pink dress. "In addition to buying new clothes for the master, we will also prepare a few sets for us."

The girl in the pink dress smiled and said: "I don't need it."

Tsing Yi’s child said with a face: “I’ll be polite with you.”

The girl in the pink dress was a little sad, and she ran off the bamboo building and flew down the mountain.

After that, Tsing Yi’s child sat on the railing, and Chen’s peace was lying on his back, and Wei Wei, sitting there, had a lot of thoughts.

Chen Pingan went to sleep for a whole day and night before waking up. After cleaning, I put on clean clothes. The whole person was refreshed and did not wear sandals. He stood barefoot in the corridor on the second floor of the bamboo building. A layer of thick iron-clad scorpion, the earliest old cockroaches when they were young, were ground out by rough sandals, and later thickened by rock and gravel and grass thorns.

When Chen Ping’s hair was in the middle of the day, he did not take the white jade scorpion, and he had eight small characters that he personally engraved.

He is holding a sapwood sword and looks at the south to smash the gods.

Wei Wei went back and brought back some medicinal herbs, so that the girl in the pink skirt helped to cook the medicine, which was used to give Chen Ping’s warmth and vitality. Chen Ping was used to solving everything by himself, thinking about doing it by herself. Wrinkled with a small red face, the poor appearance of the wind and rain, Chen Ping can not accept these, but had to give up.

Tsing Yi’s children ran around, like the head of a country’s patrol map. He went to the mountain today. There is a mountain temple on the top of the mountain, enshrining a strange mountain **** with a golden skull. The temple has not yet been completed. At the end of the matter, there is a bureaucrat who has a large department of labor, and listens to the monks who are responsible for helping the court, and the town’s young people and criminals are mixed.

Wei Wei stood by Chen Pingan at the moment and smiled and said: "Then it is a random collision, so I am not guilty of sin, and I am almost in a state of urgency."

Chen Ping nodded: "It's much faster than I thought. I thought it would be at least three or five years at least."

"It's hard to talk, no strength, go."

Wei Wei was dumbfounded and shook his head. This time, there was no flight, and he stepped down the stairs and walked away.

After Chen Wei’s disappearance, Wei Ping’s figure patted his heart and said to himself: “I know that you are not willing and willing to stay with me.”

Chen Pingan whispered: "That sword repairs Cao Jun, there must be some people, it will make you so excited. It is normal, the sword of the Eight Horizons, the big mountain god, of course, stronger than me. Too much. But there is no way, you are given to me by Master Wen Sheng, so before I die, you can't go anywhere..."

Chen Ping’s heart came a bit of a heartache, and the throat was fretting, and a blood was sprayed.

Chen Pingan gritted his teeth and forcibly swallowed the blood. He said vaguely: "I don't know the truth, but I can guess that you can easily kill me, but for some reason, you can't kill. Me. So your situation is very embarrassing, right?"

After a while, Chen Pingan stretched out his palm and wiped out the two bloodstains flowing out of his nostrils. "It doesn't matter. I still have a few clean clothes on the mountain, and I have a small slap in the face, and the clothes are washed off immediately. Dry on the spot, continue to wear. You have the ability to continue to smash between the gas, this bitter, huh, huh, I am not really bragging with you, really nothing, I have tasted even better when I was five years old. It’s up."

A while suffering from abdominal cramps, turning over the river.

Chen Ping, who stood barefoot in the corridor, just hugged the sword in his arms, his eyes were firm, but his voice was inevitable. "If I yell at the exit, you will be my ancestors."

Eighteen gas houses, eighteen Guanzhong, among them, between the six and seven, between twelve and thirteen, there seem to be two insurmountable heavens.

Before Chen’s peaceful operation, he could only pass through six acupoints in one breath. Although the air machine had not reached the point of being strong, but it was no longer the way, he could only hit the wall and return without success. This time, after somehow, the silver sword embryo was merged into the heart by hand. It was still impossible to touch the seventh strait in one go, but between the six and seven, it seems that some kind of bottleneck has loosened.

Just as some people are working hard to build roads and bridges, the situation on the other side is beginning to be faintly visible, and it is closer than once.

Moreover, compared with the tempering body of the boxing pile, the swordsmanship in the body is more and more vertical, the effect is more significant, a little forced Chen Pingan to have both inside and outside.

Like a big mountain, Chen Pingan always wanted to open a mountain to make roads, but he couldn't start, and he was very slow.

As a result, after the sword embryos entered, it was like the Tsing Yi children who showed their true body and walked between the mountains. Naturally, there was a rough mountain road. Chen Ping only needs to follow the back of his **** and keep tinkering. Dig and fill it.

Chen Pingan is not afraid of hardship, but few people in the world really like to suffer, and Chen Ping is no exception.

But if the hardships can be exchanged for benefits, Chen Ping will not hesitate to ask for trouble.

Because of so many years of sorrow and hard work, Chen Pingan understands a truth, life is alive, many people do a lot of things, suffering is hardship, just suffering.

No pain no gain? God, who likes to fight, promised not to agree.

I still have to put most of my family in the blacksmith's shop in the girl's house. The people in the mountain are too mixed, and Chen Ping is really not at ease.

If it wasn't for Li Xisheng, Chen Ping would have to suffer a big loss even if he was at his own door in Muping Lane.

It is no wonder that the children in Tsing Yi chanted the mantra when things were fine. The rivers and lakes were sinister.

Chen Ping’s head swayed to the side and suddenly reached out and covered his mouth. The blood infiltrated from the fingers.

Chen Pingan breathed a big mouth, spread his palms, and a beach of scarlet.

Chen Ping Angrily said: "The next step is to go down the mountain and go to build a grave for my mother. During this time, we are temporarily off, how?"

Originally, it was about to collide with the sword embryo of a gas house, and slowly returned to calm, as if it had defaulted Chen Ping’s request.

After that, Chen Pingan went down alone, carrying a piggyback, carrying most of the objects, and found a show in the blacksmith shop. She had to ask her again to help put things back into the yellow mud house.

After I heard that Chen Ping was going to repair the grave, Yan Xiu wanted to help. Chen Ping shook his head and did not agree. He said that things were not big. He paid for some craftsmen, and the money was affordable.

Yan Xiu did not insist, only said that if you need help, you will know, no polite.

Chen Pingan said with a bitter smile, if she is really polite with her, she will not run this.

The girl smiled.

Chen Pingan no longer had to worry about it, went to the town with silver, and soon found someone. Later, he asked some old craftsmen about the rules and etiquette for the repair of the grave, talked about the price, picked a Huangdaoji, and started construction. . Chen Pingan stared at the beginning and the end, could help with the help of the hands, not easy to blend and never intervene, all obey the instructions of the old craftsmen.

About Mou is a lot of money given by the youngsters, and the usual work of getting along with the little things, the juvenile gives the builders the feeling, the heart is also sincere enough, so everything goes well, there is no twists and turns.

In the end, carefully and carefully carefully repaired graves are no better than ordinary people. They can’t talk about how luxurious, and the words on the tombstones are all made by Chen Ping’s own night.

After the completion of the account, Chen Pingan and the group bent over and thanked.

The last person returned to the grave with the sacrifices. When Chen Ping placed the sacrifices, he hesitated. He took a pot of good wine. When the tomb was toasting, he looked at the grave of the mother and scratched his head. Road: "Mother, I don't seem to have drunk, you let him drink."

Then he turned his head and smiled at the other adjacent grave: "Hey, if you are not used to drinking wine, or if you are not happy with your mother, give me a dream and don't bring you wine next time."

Chen Pingan finished the pot of wine, wiped his face, and snorted: "Hey, mother, you don't talk, then I will promise you."

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After that, Chen Pingan went to the sacred tomb of the gods, and he worshipped several statues with familiarity.

Chen Pingan did not have a big road to build roads and bridges. Instead, he chose this fairy tomb. In the name of Xiu Xiu, he hired artisans to repair the dilapidated statues. He paid for it and she came out. I don’t know why, but I didn’t ask anything, just nodded and promised. After the last catastrophe, in the night, all the town people could hear the cracking sound of the fairy burial, just like the firecracker cracked. The gods are becoming scarcer and more ruined. Chen Pingan listened to Yan Xiu’s suggestion. In this large-scale repair, in principle, it is old-fashioned and as old as possible. If it cannot be guaranteed, it will only ensure that the statue will be re-erected. It will collapse again and will not be arbitrarily falsified. Therefore, a bamboo shed has been set up for the purpose of sheltering the wind and rain.

Occasionally, Chen Ping will go to the two shops of Longxiang to sit down and then be so busy. Before the New Year's Eve, Chen Pingan made a special trip into the Luoshan Mountain to find Tsing Yi children and girls.

After learning the news, Yan Xiu said that he was just about to stare at the establishment of Shenxiu Mountain. So he went into the mountain with Chen Pingan, and then he did not part ways. Instead, he changed his mind and said that he wanted to see Chen. The bamboo house of the Ping An family, the last time I saw the grass, I want to swear again. Chen Ping will certainly not refuse.

When Chen Ping and Yu Xiu appeared at the foot of the mountain, Tsing Yi’s children stood on the railing and wondered. “The twin peaks are majestic and the scenery is beautiful.”

The girl in the pink skirt picked up her heels and looked into the distance. She wondered: "The south of Luoshan Mountain, there is no mountain peak."

Tsing Yi’s child turned her eyes and looked at her with a smirk: “You are still young.”

He hugged his hands in the back of his head, his feet did not move, his body swayed on the railing, and muttered: "Where is such a good girl, where to find it? It is clearly the world alone! Master, if you don't If you know how to cherish, you will be condemned. Really, I can say that I can live a conscience."

The girl in the pink dress thought deeply: "Xiu Xiu girl, it is really good."

Chen Pingan and Yan Xiu slowly climbed, and Yan Xiu said that she had received a letter from the pillow. After that, there were indeed blind people with a lame boy and a round face girl, entering the town and going to the ride. I found her, but the mentor and the trio quickly went north and said that they wanted to go to Dagujingcheng to try their luck.

Chen Ping remembered the old man who had been in trouble. He thought of Lin Shouyi and his "Clouds on the Clouds", and he asked her about the five-right Zheng Fa, but unfortunately I am never interested, I don’t know much, I can only say something that I hear.

During a chat, Chen Pingan learned that Master Shu received three registered disciples this year, a long-browed teenager, surnamed Xie, although he lived in Taoye Lane for generations, but when he arrived in his generation, he fell in the family, if not When you enter the blacksmith's shop, you have to sell your ancestral home and move to the rest of the lane. He also has a sister and a younger brother.

A young man who doesn't talk, at the latest, became the famous disciple of her show.

In the first heavy snowfall in the winter, I was kneeling beside the well, one day and one night, begging for a sly apprentice. He is not moving, covered with white snow.

It may be that the stone is open to the sincerity, and he promised him to enter the shop and cast a sword to fight the iron.

After the Xie surname, a girl from the Fengxue Temple became the second disciple. According to Yan Xiu, the girl in the Fengxue Temple belongs to a purely talented person. It seems that she made a big mistake. She was expelled from the division and found the teacher who stood on the top of the mountain.

Then he said that she was actually uneasy, doing things, and the subconscious would like to find a way out. She can stay and even point her to her swordsmanship, but she won't accept her as a disciple.

She worked as a servant for a long time at the blacksmith's shop. One day, she cut off a thumb of the hand holding the sword.

She paled her face and said that she started practicing swords from the left hand and started again.

Speaking of this, Yan Xiu always looks calm, like talking about the old hen and the furry chicken.

Chen Pingan’s lamp was black, and he did not realize this. In his impression, the girl was very good, so that people could not pick a little bit of trouble.

At the time, Chen Ping was thinking more about the "mountain".

Chen Pingan knows that as long as he can become a practitioner, no one is simple.

There is Lin Shouyi around him.

Yu Lu, Xie Lingyue, that is even more proud of the sky.

However, through the words of Cui Dongshan and the chattering of Chen Xiu, Chen Pingan basically got a thing. Even if he succeeded in going up the mountain, he would be a **** in the eyes of ordinary people. In fact, he would still be divided into three or six, and the ranks were strict.

The original practice was difficult at the beginning and difficult in the middle. It will always be difficult to reach the end.

In this regard, Chen Pingan has a little bit of experience recently.

Because after the completion of the grave, the sword embryo began to break.

More influential, in Chen Ping's acupoints, it is simply rampage, and it is like a broken bamboo.

Therefore, in the town of Mud Lane, there is a guy who often walks, like drunk, or inexplicably coughs on the side of the fairy sac, or else he can’t close the door in his ancestral home. Rolled on the wooden bed.

Near the bamboo building, Yan Xiu asked: "You are also on the mountain in the New Year's Eve?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "No, I must go to the mud bottle lane to celebrate the New Year. On that day, I will finish the grave first. I will return to the ancestral home to paste the Spring Festival couplets, the blessings, the door gods, and eat the New Year’s Eve, which is the vigil and the early morning. Firecrackers, and the two shops in the Dragon Lane, also need to be posted, there are too many things to do, and will definitely be very busy."

Yan Xiu asked: "I will help you?"

Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head. "You don't have to use it, it just sounds very busy. In fact, things are very simple."

The girls in Tsing Yi and the girls in the pink dress heard that they had to go down to the mud bottle lane for the New Year. There was no opinion.

When Chen Ping packed his luggage, he suddenly asked: "Is it difficult to see the couplet in this bamboo building?"

Tsing Yi children smashed the railroad: "Of course ugly! Red with green, it is simply unbearable. Master, I firmly refuse to agree with this matter!"

The girls in the pink dress also nodded lightly and recognized the views of the children in Tsing Yi.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I will just say it, you don't like it."

The Tsing Yi children are tentative: "Up to a spring word or a blessing."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Okay."

Tsing Yi children have some guilty conscience. "Master, you didn't remember my hatred? If you really want to slap the drums for some years, we can discuss them well. For example, if you send me a less ordinary snake gallstone, I will take the initiative to help the Spring Festival couplet. The bamboo floor is up and down, and there is no problem in the inside and outside."

Chen Pingping rewarded a chestnut in the past. "I thank you."

After going down the mountain, Yan Xiu went to Shenxiu Mountain separately from them.

Unconsciously, it is already the New Year's Eve.

I went to the grave together and went back to the Mud Lane. When I posted the Spring Festival couplets at the door, the girls in Tsing Yi and the girls in the pink skirts said that they were affixed. One said that there was nothing wrong with it, so that Chen Pingan was in a hurry.

When I was eating New Year’s Eve, I made a table full of food, and I did not forget to give them a normal snake gallstone. Tsing Yi’s child was thrown into her mouth without saying anything. flower.

The girl in the pink dress bowed her head and ate her face with happiness.

In the evening, there was a small stove full of charcoal under the table. All three put their legs on the edge of the brazier, and they all put on new clothes.

On the table were a lot of eating cakes brought by their own shop. Chen Ping had a book in front of him, bamboo slips and knives.

He wants to watch the night.

This is true year after year. Just this year, not quite the same, Chen Pingan is no longer a person.

The girls in the pink dress licked the seeds, and the children in Tsing Yi held the gangs with their hands and looked at Chen Pingan. He smiled and said: "Master, when you are over the age, will you be happy, and you will be rewarded with a snake gallstone?"

Chen Pingan is brighter than in previous years and does not lift his head. "No."

Tsing Yi’s child was not upset, but smiled very happily and asked: “Master, let the firecracker in the morning, let me come?”

Chen Ping looked up and smiled and nodded. "Okay."

He turned to look at the girl in the pink dress. She quickly put down the melon seeds in her hand and made a playful posture with her hands covering her ears.

After Chen Ping made a face with her, she continued to look down at the book.

The two little guys smiled at each other and then looked at the teenager's head with heart and soul.

There is an inconspicuous scorpion there, with eight small words written about the reader.

Regarding this, just like the Spring Festival couplet is not the same, there is a dispute between them privately. The children in Tsing Yi feel that they are not at all with the lord. The girl in the pink dress feels that it can no longer be suitable.

When I passed the child, it was a new year.

Tsing Yi’s child went to bed early and fell asleep. The girls in the pink dress were persuaded by Chen Ping’s, and later they slept on the table.

Chen Pingan stayed alone on the night, and there was only a slight page flip in the house.

The first dawn of the dawn appeared on the day.

Chen Pingan gently got up and went to open the door and looked up at the east.

Suddenly, I couldn’t help but cough gently, and then Chen Ping’s mouth vomited, and he spit out a long white snow light.

It turned out to be a small clear flying sword.

It hung quietly in the yard.

Sharp and revealing.