Chapter 501： Some truths are very natural

At the end of winter, the sky is cold and the sky is clear, the mountains are frozen and the clouds are not flowing, and Chen Ping’s first look around the scene, and the vision is still a silence.

This is the color of the world. On the Xianjia Ferry, overlooking the Wanli Mountain River, there is absolutely no such feeling. Therefore, the practice on the mountain is even more ignorant of the world.

In Chen Ping’s hands, the mountain sticks refining and refining in the Biyou Palace are green, which makes the Leichi vein more like a bamboo whip. Otherwise, the gold is too conspicuous, but as long as the prohibition is removed, this is temporarily a small refinement. The ghosts of the whiplash can restore the original appearance.

Luzhou Luzhou is a bit better. As long as you can say Yizhou Yayan, you don't have to worry about chickens and ducks, Baoliangzhou and Tongyezhou. There are countless Mandarin and local dialects. Traveling around will be very troublesome.

Chen Pingan went to the foot of the mountain, still no one left, gently picking up a yang qi to pick up the light, the burning speed is normal, which shows that the county side, the possibility of the demon squatting is even smaller, most likely Jin Dan The second case mentioned by Song Lanxuan, a mountain **** around the county town has been looted, and the golden body is about to collapse, thus affecting the number of Feng Shui gas in the area, and the natural disaster will be born.

It’s just that there is no absolute thing. Chen Pingan intends to take a step and take a step, holding the character? Slowly, until he meets a caravan full of charcoal, a shabby and strong man with a pair of hands The children and children who are full of frostbite go to the county town together. Chen Ping’s death is extinguished. I walked quickly. The two children were full of curiosity, but the children in the country were so jealous that they shrank to the father’s side. Shrinking, the man saw the young man with the back of the box and said nothing.

In the cold winter, the mud road is hard, the cow car is bumpy, the man is afraid to take the cow too fast, the charcoal is broken, the price is not high, the city has money and the size of the management, one by one, the poisonous, The most picky thing, killing the words from the price, is even more chilling than the cold that hides and hides nowhere. It’s just this slowness, it’s going to be frozen together with two babies. This makes the man feel depressed. He said that they have to follow the fun. There is something good in the city, but the stone lion at the door of the house is scary. The painted door **** is bigger, so much more is the case. This car charcoal really wants to sell a good price, and will bring back some broken mouth food for them, and the new year to buy will not be less.

Vaguely visible in the high wall profile of the county town, the man is relieved, the city is lively, popular, and warmer than the city outside. As long as the two children are happy, it is estimated that they will forget the cold and cold things.

It’s just the young man who wears a fight. He walks fast and doesn’t slow down. He follows the cow body and makes the man worry.

Chen Pingan stepped up slightly and smiled and asked: "This big brother, I am a foreigner from afar. I don't know what this county town is called? Is there anything worth going to?"

The man is a stuffy gourd, but he does not dare to pretend to be dumb, and pulls out a smiley face. His voice is hoarse and hoarse: "When you return to the old man, the front is called the driving city. It is said that the emperor went to the south and accidentally suffered a cold and stayed for a while. I gave this name. I only know the Chenghuang Temple in the north of the city and the Vulcan in the south of the city. On weekdays, there are the most people, and the lord can go."

"Okay, then I went into the city and went to see these two places."

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile and reached down and gently held the oxcart. "Just take the road, I am not in a hurry. I will enter the city together. By the way, I will ask the big brother to do more things in the city."

The man was stunned, but when he looked up, the cow car was getting closer and closer to the gate of the city, and he always felt that he couldn’t get out of the way. It seemed that this was a little peace of mind, so he tried to learn the people in the city to talk. Say something beautiful: "Then I will know something about it. It is best to help the lord with a little help. I have not read the book, I can't speak, and there is something wrong with it. The lord has more to bear."

Chen Pingyi held the mountain stick and held the oxcart in one hand. He said, "This is a good thing, and the big brother just opened it."

Under the introduction of where the man thought of where to say, Chen Pingan learned that this city is in the Yinping country, not a small town. In history, there was a prime minister, so the Kuixing Building on the side of the Chenghuang Temple was full of incense, and the fire **** 祠It’s also noisy. It’s said that the wealthy people are very spiritual. The rich people who are doing big business in the city love to go there to burn incense, so the man is going to pull the cart to go to the market near the Vulcan, and sell a charcoal. I bought a new year home directly at the shop nearby.

The two children have been secretly looking at Chen Pingan, but as long as Chen Pingan smiled at them, they immediately turned their heads, and some were embarrassed.

Unknowingly, the oxcart arrived at the gate of the city. Because the sky was still early, it was necessary to line up in the city. Some early stalls nearby, Chen Pingan bought a bowl of millet porridge and a burritos, took off the bucket, and sat at the table. Up, the two children not far away swallowed, the man hesitated, took out a small amount of copper money to his daughter, got the money, the two children ran to the stall, also bought a bowl of millet porridge and a The egg-flavored roll cake, the daughter took the burritos and sent them to her. The man just took a bite and tore the remaining burritos in half, and gave them to the daughter. The little girl ran back to the table and handed it over. Give the younger brother half, then the younger brother and the brother eat the bowl of porridge, the man protects the ox cart, wipes his mouth and grin.

The stall business is good, the two children are sitting opposite Chen Ping.

Chen Ping’s eating habits are used to chewing and thinking about things.

The previous trip to Ghost Valley, intriguing with the scholar, and the hard work of the accumulation of gold in the mountains, in fact, can not talk about how dangerous.

However, the road between the copper and the city to Qinglan Town, or accurately, is from the Burma sect across the continent, and then to the sacred fairy to escape to Muyishan, so that Chen Pingan still has some heart, afterwards A few times, the chess game was repeated, and I felt that life and death were on the front line. I only thought of the final harvest, full of Dangdang, the gods did not earn less, the rare objects were not taken, there was nothing to blame, the only regret was that the fight was less, not It’s not that it’s hurting, but it’s not as good as the smashing of the bamboo slabs. It’s not enough. If the sacred mountain monsters and the moving mountain are together, it’s assumed that there’s no such thing as a sacred spirit in the north. It will be a little smoother.

After that, I took a rest in the Muyishan government, and I learned a lot about the new things in Beizhou Luzhou through a brief report.

The most unexpected one, of course, was the Taipingshan women's crown Huang Ting. In the battle of life and death in Lushan, he lost to the young girl named Liu Jinglong on the mountain. He wanted to know that Huang Ting was in the north of Luzhou to break through the bottleneck of Yuan Ying. Although she is a new Yuan Ying, but Huang Tingjian's skill is high, there is no doubt, and Liu Jinglong, who is roughly equivalent to Huang Ting's age and repair, still has two cultivations, talents and blessings. More outstanding "young monks", as for Liu Jinglong's seven heavenly pride, only to see the Yang Ning's wrist and heart, Yun Ping will not dare to despise.

Beyond that, there is still a place in Lushan, and Chen Ping is very curious.

There are mountains outside the mountains, and there is a battle in the mountains. There is a Baiquan Mountain that is most suitable for watching the battle. There are more than 100 mouths on the mountain. It is a congenital treasure. There are more than a thousand large and small Xianjiafu houses built on the mountain. The green hills and green waters, the courtyard is deep, the scenery is pleasant, and it is the first-class practice place. These Baiquanshan houses are only rented and not sold. All of them are hired by Qionglinzong to hire the Yinyang family and the Mojia masters. Long-term rent, but the longer the deadline, the more expensive the price.

By relying on this long-term trading of financial resources, Qiong Linzong, who has a good fortune, is relying on the gods to pile up a shackle of jade, and the sects can obtain the suffix.

This sect is in the northern part of Luzhou, the reputation has not been very good, only recognize the money, never talk about friendship, but do not delay people's daily wages.

Therefore, Qiong Linzong not only made the monks jealous, but also made the people on the mountain scorn. There is a sardonic discourse spread across the north and south: the embroidered pillow on the five borders, and the two sleeves Qingfeng Qionglinzong.

Chen Pingan put down the chopsticks and looked at the gate of the city. There was a horseshoe in the distance in the city. It was a slamming ground. It should be the battle of eight high-headed horses. After the city’s gates were closed, the horseshoes were not slowed down. Instead, one by one, the horses are whip, making the city gates noisy, chickens and dogs jumping, and the people who come and go in the city at the moment have to evade the wall, and the people outside the city seem to be strange, experienced, and the ox cart of the man. Inside, rushing to the roads on both sides, and instantly letting out an empty and spacious road.

This is where everything is.

The younger brothers of the angry clothes of the raging horses, sitting high on horseback, galloping out of the city, a series of rushing horseshoes like a string of firecrackers, those arrogant and arrogant children, screaming and screaming, everyone wearing a precious 貂裘Hand-held splendid whip, pull the back of the knife, and the servant of the servant carrying the eagle cage, a good chase by the wind and He Xiong.

However, Chen Ping’s attention is more than two young people sitting in a stall in the distance, a man and a woman, dressed in plain but clean, all with long swords, and their looks are not colorful, but they have their own temperament, they They each ate a bowl of cockroaches and looked indifferent. When the man caught sight of the sprinting horse, he frowned. The woman put down the chopsticks and shook his head gently.

Chen Ping’s heart is clear.

It should be a practitioner who came to the vision of the city.

However, the young men and women are not high, and Chen’s fine signs of the air flow are two temperament fighters who have not yet entered the Dongfu. Although they are back-swords, they are certainly not sword repairs.

When the woman with the sword turned her head and looked around, she only saw a young man who had settled with the stall owner, holding a bamboo whip and a green bamboo stick. The man’s look was normal and the momentum was flat, and the raiders in the rivers and lakes were no different. The woman sighed. If she accidentally slammed into the rivers and lakes in the city, the road was not good. If it was the same as them, it was specially directed at the city’s great disaster, and at the same time, it was born. I really don’t know how high the earth is. I don’t know that the treasure is already fixed by the two great immortals of Yinpingguo. Others who dare to touch the finger, such as her and the same younger brother, besides completing the secret order, more or not A crisis has a lot of experience.

This true **** fights, the vulgar, a little blended, and accidentally blocked the road of the great immortal, is the end of the powder.

The woman’s thoughts are long.

She herself has been the leader of the younger generations in the country, but she is far from the two. She is a fifteen-year-old boy who was already a cave in the previous year. A woman in her early twenties is more likely to keep on going all the way. She is even more sturdy. If the two top sects are deadly enemies, it is a pair of golden boys and girls.

Ten countries and territories, mountains and mountains, seem to be watching the growth and competition of the two of them.

Every encounter between them will be a beautiful talk.

She will actually be envious.

Because the young Huichun, who was destined to be highly regarded from a lifetime, did have a sacred skin, a gentle temperament, and a genius of chess and painting. She couldn’t understand how the woman would see it under the sun. Vulgar teenager?

When the young man saw the teacher and sister, he thought that he was worried about the next trip. He said with relief: "If the sister is not sure, we will find the child and leave. There is no need to pay attention to this inevitable disaster. Master said that The people we cultivate must know the destiny of the world, and since the driving city has enjoyed the blessings of the gods for hundreds of years, it should be the natural disaster of this fate."

The woman nodded and then reminded: "Be careful that there are ears in the wall."

The man smiled and said: "If the city is full of fish and dragons, the strangers gather, I believe, you can say that this city gate can also meet the world's high-ranking people... I don't believe, we are not a small door, the mountain The old fairy fairy immortal, which is not a familiar face? Is that the monkey can be a hidden fairy? Or the young ranger wearing the fight, is actually a master of the rivers and lakes?"

The woman is slightly discolored. "Forgot the teacher's teachings, go down the mountain, be cautious and cautious!"

Her mouth was so embarrassed, the woman’s eyes quickly passed over the old man on the shoulder of the ape, and the young man who walked to a cow cart, and then she felt a shock inside, the latter was fine, still ignorant of her younger brother’s offensive language. But the old man who had reached out to feed the little monkey on his shoulder turned his head and looked at her, twitching his mouth and looking bad. The woman stood up and confessed her fist.

The old man did not appreciate it. His eyes were inconspicuous. She looked at her from head to toe. Then she sneered at her mouth and stopped looking at it. It seemed that she was somewhat disgusted with her posture.

The woman is not very upset, but her younger brother almost blew her chest, and this old and undead guy dared to be so insulting! He had to take a step before, but he was gently pulled over his sleeve by the sister, shaking his head to him. "It is our rudeness."

The young man glanced at the monkey old man, remembering his face in his heart, and entering the city of driving, when the time to win the treasure began, the forces of the parties were entangled, and they would be big and ok. It is necessary for this old and undead guy to eat and walk.

Chen Pingan actually put all of this into the eye, and some emotions, both sides of the enemy, the temper is not good.

In fact, the dozens of countries around the Yinping country are barren land that is weak and unfit for practice. Most of them are rivers and lakes, and Song Lanxi, who is a ferry boat in the spring, says that the martial arts here is a group of frogs in the bottom of the well. Li Heng, the real monk outside, not rare, the little profit of the fly, the monks inside are also happy to have not crossed the river dragon, slamming the door to make a fortune, two headed by the two dead heads The ruined Jindan monks in the realm, each leading a group of small 喽 蚶 蚶 蛉ィ 蛉ィ ? ? 刀 帕 帕 帕 帕 帕 帕 帕 帕 帕 帕 帕 帕 帕

However, Song Lanxuan said that it is light and casual, and Chen Ping is still used to taking care of the rivers and lakes and carefully driving the ship for thousands of years.

The monks on the mountain, the thousands of techniques are bizarre, once they are strangled, the realm of the high and low, even the ranks of the instruments are not allowed to be accurate, the five elements of each other, the right time, the transit, the conspiracy, are all variables.

Into the city, in order to avoid the charcoal man mistakenly thinking that he was misbehaving, Chen Ping did not go to the market of Vulcan, but went to the city temple.

In fact, Chen Pingan can see that the man is a pure Wufu. It is about the four worlds. After seeing his body shape, the man deliberately breathes turbid and his footsteps float. It must be on the Yinping River, a foundation. A good three-way Wufu, should have been famous, as to why it became a countryman to sell charcoal, dragging his family to earn hard money, presumably will have his own story. These Chen Ping will not explore, and the children are not happy with the fish.

After the two sides parted ways.

The man took the ox cart, the two children were still carefree, looking around, the man smiled and turned to look at the young ranger's far back, saying to himself: "I am not even a river or lake." Look out, it should be the afterlife of the second and third worlds. Hey, how come you come to this drowning water, those gods who have cultivated the fairy law in the mountains, but they are not the general existence of the dragon, just swaying the tail, it is necessary How many people have drowned?"

Chen Pingan smiled.

The man is a kind-hearted person, deliberately mentioning a mouth, saying that the Lingbao City in the north is more worth seeing. It should be that I want to let myself leave the right and wrong place in the city.

Coincidentally, the monkey old man and the young negative sword men and women are all the way, like Chen Ping, the first to go to the Chenghuang Temple.

Chen Pingan deliberately slowed down, and opened the distance with them. Then he stopped at a calligraphy shop in the middle of the road. He saw a fragrant calligraphy and painting in the shop. He did not buy calligraphy and painting. Instead, he spent a few dollars and bought several original shops. The booklet used to be added to the head, specializing in the famous works of the various generations of Danqing in the Yinpingguo area, the book edition is still excellent, but it is not a rare book, the content is pleasing.

After earning the bamboo box, leaving the shop, the old man and the men and women are no longer seen.

Near the Chenghuang Temple, Chen Ping’s face was a little dignified and the incense was fragrant. On the street outside the Chenghuang Temple, you could smell the unique smell of the incense, but when you walked through the temple, you will know how much the incense is thick. It doesn't matter, but in the pure word, a Orthodox temple in the imperial court, or the yin 百 created by the people or the stranger, depends on the essence of the incense. After Chen Pingning’s gaze, I saw this imposing and magnificent Chenghuang Temple, and the incense was lingering, as if it was detained by the city’s grandfather with a secret law, and it was not revealed at all. This is a move of the ruling. Temples, landscape gods, city temples and Wenwu temples must feed back the landscape, and some of the incense essence will be stripped into the surrounding world, so as to benefit from the people and shelter the people, this will form a cycle. Rather than the temple in front of the city, the water is not leaking, and all income is in the bag.

Chen Pingan sighs gently. In fact, it can be understood that this is the golden **** in the temple. It is used for self-rescue. It has been taken care of by others. Some of them are similar to drinking and quenching thirst. In the long run, the disaster will only accumulate and grow bigger. .

Chen Pingan did not enter the Chenghuang Temple, which was guarded by the law department. Although the former charcoal man was not really honest, he personally came here to worship and pray, so he worshipped the front and rear halls. The godly lord, Chen Pingan generally listened to understand that the regulation of this city-city temple is similar to that of other places. In addition to the front and rear halls and the Kuixing Building, there are also the Goddess Hall and Yuanchen Hall built according to local folk customs. Wait. However, Chen Pingan and the old shopkeeper who opened the incense shop outside the Chenghuang Temple, asked in detail, the old treasurer was a hot talk, and the origin of the Chenghuang Temple was sacred. The original ancestral temple sacrificed an ancient military commander a thousand years ago. It was a meritorious figure in the history of a great dynasty in the early years. The body of the Yingling’s temple was naturally in other places. The city’s grandfather who truly “supervised the good fortune, patrols the secluded, and ruled the dead soul” is the one dedicated to the apse. The famous Wenchen is the three-family prince of the Yinping Kingdom emperor.

When it comes to this commandment, the old treasurer smiled and asked: "Young people, is it not just a three-product Houye, this civil servant is a good second-hand book."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's a bit strange. I want to ask the old treasurer. Is there a saying?"

If you say that the rules of the vast number of temples in the world are so stressful, Chen Ping has already cleared the door. Just want to do as the Romans do, in the end how to follow the law, naturally is the first to ask the country.

The old treasurer smiled and didn't talk.

Chen Pingan quickly greeted the incense shop with a scent.

On the road.

The old treasurer laughed, and this began to talk about the doorway inside. "Young people look at the rivers and lakes at a glance, so I don't know the officialdom. It is normal. The title and official products on the officialdom are not the same. Not to mention the ranks of the gods and gods who are enshrined in the incense, but they are different. How, listen to the confusion?"

Chen Ping nodded and smiled: "It is a bit complicated."

The old treasurer began to show his knowledge, shaking his head and shaking his head: "Our city grandfather, in the hands of the founding emperor, actually sealed the four-character grandfather, but has always been incense, after the new emperor enthroned in the past few years, Under the sacred decree, we will be the grandfather of the city, and I will be the third prince. At that time, the great singer of the ceremonial department, the sage of the ceremonial department personally left Beijing, so the big official, personally took the imperial edict to the city, after entering the city, I picked a ecliptic, and I saw the street outside the shop. I didn’t see it. It was not lit up that day. There was a brigade from the beginning to the end. I washed it all the time. I didn’t allow outsiders to watch. I was watching this lively, before. I just slept in the shop overnight, and I was able to see the Shangshu master. Hey, it’s really a literary star, even if you look far away, you feel extravagant."

The old treasurer is proud of it. "Let's look at the county town, but the treatment of the former city grandfather is equivalent to the grandfather of the city. In addition to the capital city temple and the capital city, the temple is no longer a life." High. Young people, so you have a scent, you must go to the temple to worship more, and more gimmicks, although this city temple has always been a more eloquent study for scholars, but our city is a high-ranking official, and I want to come to you. If you are sincere, you will also be sheltered."

Chen Pingan also asked the officials of the civil and military in the Chenghuang Temple. It is still worthy of the two judges, the six divisions of the city, the two gods of the day and night, and the general of the shackles. These officials, who are the assistants of the city's grandfather, have their own origins. The old treasurer is very familiar with it. He said that there is a door to the door. Only when Chen Pingan asked if he had seen the city grandfather’s appearance, the old treasurer was speechless. Some of my faces are unnatural. I went back to a group of ordinary people. Where can I see the true body of the city grandfather, I stood in front of me and I can’t recognize it.

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "It should be like this. The old saying goes that real people don't show up and are not real people. Presumably these gods are even more so."

The old shopkeeper's face is getting better.

The ritual system of Yinping National City Grandpa is the same as that of Baoliangzhou, but there are still some discrepancies. There are differences between the ranks and the two.

However, it is unusual for Yinpingguo to be the seal of today's son. It should be aware that the grandfather of the city's grandfather is here, so that he will not hesitate to kill a county town.

After leaving the incense shop, Chen Ping stood on the bustling street and looked at the temple.

Ning sleeps in the tomb, do not sleep in the temple.

That is the reason.

Once the world's landscapes are transformed, it is easy to attract a situation in which the blessings are reversed.

Chen Pingan went to the Vulcan, and there was no sign of collapse in the Chenghuang Temple. It should be maintained for some time.

On the other side of the Vulcan, it is also a fragrant incense, just like the kind of image of the city temple, the place is more incense, clear and orderly.

But he did not step into it. He is now able to suppress the odd things on his body, but after getting involved in the temple, will it cause unnecessary attention, Chen Ping is not sure, if it is not this northeastern Luzhou The trip was too hasty. According to Chen Ping’s original plan, after walking the swaying river water temple in the bones of the bones, he went to several Dagu temples of the secular dynasty and personally inspected it. After all, it is similar to the swaying river sacred temple. The owner is the **** of the mountains and the neighbors of the ancestors. The eyes are high, and the self-introduction is burning. People may not be taken seriously. People can’t see or see, but they can’t explain anything, but the biggest one at the southern end of the continent. The river god, who did not appear in the temple, played a little boatman and wanted to kindly dial himself.

Chen Pingan wandered around the incense shop near the Vulcan, and asked some of the roots of the god.

One thing is similar to the old shopkeeper in the Chenghuang Temple. The **** who sits in the south of the town has never really appeared in the market. The story is more than the city’s grandfather in the north of the city, and it sounds closer than the city grandfather. The people are mostly wild history of rewarding good and punishing evil, playing in the world, and the history is long-lasting. It is only passed down from generation to generation, and it will flow in the mouths of future generations. One of the rumors is that this **** of fire, 祠 ,, There was a festival between the lake and the lake, which was a torrent of hundreds of miles away. Because of the territory of the Cangwu Lake, there was a lady of the Daffodil Temple who had annoyed the **** of fire and screaming. The Daxi Canal master was not an adversary, and he moved the rescuer to Hu Jun. As for the final result, it was an unseen passer-by, and persuaded the two gods to make Hu Jun not use the magical power. Flooded with the driving city.

When Chen Ping thought about it, he left the city directly and chose a mountain road. He secretly went to the water fairy in the Cangwu Lake. If it was the self-styled "channel master", the rank was actually equivalent to the river. If the **** of the **** is still there, you can slap it and see if you can know the inside story of the city. If it is really a disaster for a city, you still have to take care of it. If it is a fairy fight in a small place, take a look.

In the night, Chen Pingan came to a temple near a wide stream. The road was overgrown with strangers, and the incense of the lady of the canal was fading.

This temple is actually only a few miles away from the town.

However, Chen Pingan had previously seen a group of people on the top of a stream at the intersection of the river and the lake.

Chen Pingan followed all the way, listening to their speech exchanges, some crying and laughing, these well-fed young people, young and strong, actually competed in their own courage and high level, to see who went into the temple, really dare to go Tune the master of the canal. This kind of thing is actually common in the townships and towns. Chen Xiang’s home town is there. If there is any child, who dares to sleep in the fairy grave, it’s the hero of the heavenly land, the apricot flower. There was a man of the same age in the lane, claiming that he was lying in the fairy cemetery for one night. As a result, under the old banyan tree, when he talked about it with arrogance, he immediately gained the admiration of many peers next to him. Became a child king in the area of ​​Xinghua Alley. In the years after that, I used the bullying of Chen Ping and Song’s salary to enjoy the neighbors of Muyong Lane. Of course, I thought about being able to make that name when I was in the house. Weird Jungwe, playing his little daughter-in-law, but unfortunately was squandered by Song’s salary, and Jiugui has always looked like a face, his eyes are indifferent, and he ran back to the town with Song’s salary, the same age. With the followers behind, they are throwing mud at the pair of master servants.

In fact, that night, Chen Pingan just went there to worship the Bodhisattva, and saw the same age, but he walked a few steps outside the Shenxian Tomb and flew home.

Tonight, Chen Ping saw that there were seven or eight people in the line, but he was not willing to treat himself badly. When these people entered the Narcissus Temple, which was not in the courtyard, the slopes were tilted, the temple was abandoned for a long time, and it was ruined. The wall was covered with green cockroaches. Chen Pingan was sitting outside the temple. On the big tree, the view is wide, and Chen Ping will put the mountain stick on the knee, hands and sleeves, and look up and watch.

Chen Ping took out the dry food, took off the sword that was filled with the deep water of Baojing Mountain, and began to eat up late at night. This road rushed and flew, but it was not a leisurely walk.

In the Xiaoying Temple, several piles of bonfires have been ignited, drinking and eating meat, so it’s not good to be happy.

Dedicated to a tall, two short and three statues, this is a painted god, but the years are ruthless, the paint is peeling off, the center is the lady of the main, and the left and right should be the maid.

All three are eye-catching, lifelike, especially the creek of the river, the body is slender, squatting, beautiful.

Chen Ping glanced at it, some strange, the three gods, not like the golden body that can hide the light of God.

This is also the luck of those who are swaying.

Chen Pingan planned to have eaten the dry food, and went to see the Cangwu Lake. It was just that the lake king had no temple on the shore and had some headaches. Really not, I have to show up, ask those guys who are daring, if there is any water **** temple nearby.

Chen Pingan began to close his eyes and raise his spirits, and began to refine the deep and gloomy water of the Baojing Mountain.

At the same time, the mind is slowly immersed, and the inner **** of the mountain is used to enter the small world.

Some of the ancient books recorded today are very easy to be confused by future generations.

For example, the rate of the people, the sinking of the white horse, the water **** He Bo. Why is it a white horse, there is no explanation in the book.

As for the water god, it is not seen, and the big fish is waiting for it. It is even more puzzling. It’s never been rare to see the mountains and waters of the various continents and the temples.

Chen Pingan suddenly opened his eyes and instantly converge on all the air, silently.

Only when the line of sight looks into the distant stream into the mouth of the lake, there is a wave of ripples that affects the subtle changes in the aura of the heavens and the earth, and then Chen Ping will soon see the watery hustle over there, three women in front, two, and three. The first woman, wearing a colorful dress, the clothes are swaying, the water mist is smoggy, and the two maids behind her are also in the narcissus temple, but the beauty is actually better than the gods, but the lady of the canal is actually far away. Not as good as the image of the god, I don’t know the skillful craftsman who opened his face for the statue of the main temple of the temple. Every time he cuts the knife, he thinks in his heart.

After diverting the line of sight, Chen Ping began to admire the courage of the guy in the temple. One of the teenagers climbed onto the platform and hugged the statue of the master of the canal. The mouth screamed and screamed. Laugh, scream, cheers constantly.

When I was young, it was probably like this. I always felt that it was a matter of doing things without any rules.

When I was young, I met a girl who I really liked in my heart. I bullied her, and she was stunned by a few words.

The three women from Cangwu Lake, near the temple, cast a blind eye and became a white-haired old man and two young girls.

The old man’s mouth sneered, and after entering the temple, it was a kind of look.

Those teenagers, young men saw the old man with the chicken skin, and the two water spirits behind them, such as the lush girl, suddenly dumbfounded.

For a time, the temple was silent, only the sound of the firewood litter occasionally cracked.

In particular, the boy with his hands clasped to the neck of his master, his legs wrapped around his waist, turned his head and was at a loss.

One of the teenagers gently hit the young man with his elbow, and trembled: "Isn't it really a water **** goddess to ask for sin?"

The man shook his head and turned from a mistake to a surprise. He smiled and said: "The big eyes are optimistic. Where is it, it is a daddy who walks the night, with two granddaughters, most of whom are not in the nearby villages. Let's be blessed."

The boy secretly wiped the grease from his mouth. Because he knew the man’s temperament, he was afraid that he would drink the wine and he would do the anecdote. He carefully persuaded: "Brother, let’s not be impulsive, big trouble, it is to eat the lawsuit. ""

The young man smiled and said: "It’s too big? It’s so big, it’s good to cook rice, just ripen into the door and be a wife. Don’t grab it with me. The two girls are very good, but I’m pretty good, but I am kind, as long as the one on the left and the one on the right, you are slowly discussing it."

The old man was flustered and wanted to leave with the two girls, who had already surrounded the man.

The boy who dared to jump on the gods the most, has slipped from the statue of the Lady of the Ditch, with his hands on his hips, looking at the scene at the door, hippie smiled and said: "Surely the foreigner of the sickle is right, I am now busy. Liu San, you are one to you, one to me!"

Chen Pingan suddenly frowned.

Looking over a beam in the temple.

Sitting up one person, is a thick-browed man, with a knife hanging around his waist and hanging his legs. He yawned and lazily pulled a yellow paper sign on his body. After being torn off, the character burned out. .

The old man looked shocked.

The man smiled and said: "You don't need a way to catch fish."

The man stretched his muscles and muscles, and at the same time, he swung his sleeves. An aura like a snake swam the walls of the square, and then made a ringing finger. On the inside and outside walls of the temple, a golden light symbol appeared. The figure was like a bird.

Before he dialed the market idiot, he took the lead to sneak into the Narcissus Temple. After the painting, he used the unique symbol and the secret technique, just like the turtle hidden, which can blind his own air, otherwise the main owner The lady is about to be scared away. As for those detentions, it is a good means for the division to become famous. It is called the snow mud character, also known as the flying bird. After the Fucheng, it is the most hidden and difficult to detect. It is really like the Feihong stepping on the snow mud. Fingers, Hongfei which recounts things.

However, in addition to this singularity, the teacher's door is a well-known martial art martial art, and is good at assassination, and is not the same as the ordinary squad, so the same brothers and brothers, mostly the secular dynasty, will be close to each other. Obviously, although in the dozens of countries' maps, the teacher's door is not the top of the Xianjia forces, but no one dares to take a nap. However, he is a wild child, and he is not allowed to be restrained. For decades, he likes to sneak in the mountains and lakes. He is not a phoenix tail. If you have nothing to do, you can tease those rivers and lakes that are like mud in the water and mountains. I am happy. Especially those so-called women, there is no other taste.

At this moment, the man looked at the old man and the two girls, and he was already regarded as a bag.

The old man slowly asked: "I don't know why this immortal teacher is tempted to lure me out of the lake? It is not so good in my home, isn't that good?"

The man reached out and grabbed a jug from the campfire. He poured a big sip on his head and threw it out. He dismissed it: "This little rabbit scorpion, what to buy, a urinary sāo-flavor, Drinking this drink, it’s no wonder that the brain is unclear."

The man seems to be in a bad mood, and he is staring at the old man. "My younger brother and your family are in the lake, and I don’t quite deal with it. It’s just that this time I’m going to take a ride with the teacher, and the lake is hiding at the bottom of his lake. Dragon Palace, not easy to find, know that you are a girl, has always been a lonely grievance woman, when my stupid brother and Cangwu Lake's grudges, in the final analysis, is also because of you, so you must take your knife When Hu Jun came, it was just right. As long as he climbed to the shore, I really didn't want him to be a little bit. I don't all say that Mrs. Drain is his imprisonment. When I go back, I play with you, and then your body is lost. At the edge of the lake, I can't bear it."

The old man was pale.

The two maids are miserable and miserable, and the wife of the canor can still maintain the blind eye. They have already lost their spirits and faintly revealed their true feelings.

Those city spurs are even more scared.

In particular, the frivolous boy standing on the platform of God has to rely on the image of the **** to stand still.

Although Chen Ping’an did not know how the man was concealed, it was so obvious that there were no good people in the temple.

The only teenager who was still sitting next to the campfire was left with some conscience, but this time he was already scared.

The old man simply removed the blind eye and squeezed a smile. "This big fairy teacher, should it be from the Golden Axe Palace?"

The man stunned and began to scream: "His mother's appearance is like this, can also let my younger brother after the spring breeze, then I have been thinking for so many years? I took him through the rivers and lakes in the early years, helping him distracted, but also count I have tasted the taste of some powerful women and beautiful women, but the younger brother always feels boring, what is your bed?

On the distant branches, Chen Ping, who always has his hands and sleeves, squinted.

At the entrance of the temple, the lady of the canal was ugly, but she was still in a soft tone. "In the past, I was in love with the teacher of the immortal teacher. I didn’t want to do the dew, but I wanted to be an unruly god. It was only the enemy of the algae gully, who secretly reported the incident to Hu Jun. Even after I tried to persuade Hu Jun, he still insisted on shooting and wounding. Only then did a misunderstanding, Xianshida People know."

The lady of the canal sees the man on the beam, and has begun to hold on to the handle, grabbing a maid in one hand, and squatting forward, charmingly laughing: "I am a pretty master, I am a pretty girl. I was given a gift to the Master of the Master, but I hope that I will pity one or two. After being bored in the coming year, I will be able to send them back to the Cangwu Lake."

The man asked: "What about you?"

The lady of the canal smiled and said: "If the Master of the Immortal Master is able to get his eyes on it, don't hesitate to abandon the slaves. What if you want to sleep?"

The man was undecided, and the chin was lifted twice. "How do you deal with these pickled goods?"

The lady of the canal smiled awkwardly. "Offended by God, it would have been damned. It is a hindrance to the eyes of the immortal master. It is a death. I will clean these guys. There is a cup in the slave sleeve. Wuhu water transport essence to make wine, just take this opportunity, please drink wide drink, I personally poured wine for the immortal master, these two maids were born in the court dance, they danced and relaxed after they undressed. ”

The man is still smiling and playing, and he is silent.

This made the drummer's wife more and more drumming.

Between the moments.

The man came out without any warning.

The lady of the canal was scared, but fortunately the knife was not taken from her head, but went to the temple.

The lady of the canal was eclipsed and turned to look.

I saw a big tree, under the light of the knife, above the branch, a young ballerina wearing a brawling slightly raised his head, and his hand was still in his sleeve, holding the spatula with only one hand. The light, the knife light collided with the cohesive air around the palm, setting off the stranger like a god, holding the moon.

The man was surprised and his face changed. From the sitting position to the squatting on the beam, the knife in his hand, the blade was bright, and the singer said: "Hey, Hao Jun's technique, pure and pure, concise, when the silver screen country emerges You are such a young martial arts master? I have dealt with the first person in the Yinping River, and I can't stop it, but I can't be so relaxed."

Chen Pingan gently put away his palms, and finally the knives were exhausted. He asked: "Have you used to be close to the body? And the characters on the wall? Is it the secret of the teacher? Is it only for you to use?"

The man smiled and said: "Let's borrow a knife that greets you, and you have to wear a grandfather with you?"

The man fell from the beam to the ground. When he strode to the entrance of the temple, the wife of the main house and the two maids, as well as the men who had already dispersed, were rushing to avoid further.

The man sneered with a knife and sneered: "The speed is reported to the name! If it is a mountain that is familiar with our ghost axe palace, it is a friend, a friend, you can have a blessing to share, tonight, meet and have a share. If Your kid is going to be a good-natured rivers and lakes, and I will be here tonight, then I will teach you to be a good man."

Those young people in the market are only thinking that this immortal teacher is scary.

But the lady of the canal is very surprised. The words of Du’s name are actually a mystery. I can’t say that it’s weak, but it’s definitely not arrogant.

Next, I was shocked by the lady of the canal.

The young ranger passed away and stood outside the open door of the temple. He smiled and said, "I want you to teach me to be a man."

Du Yu touched the handle with one hand and made a fist with one hand. He gently twisted it and his face screamed: "Is it a victory or a loss, or is it directly divided into life and death?!"

As a result, the man returned with a sentence: "You have not killed me, I am already scared to death."

The lady of the main channel did not dare to laugh out loud, otherwise she would have laughed a lot.

Suddenly, the lady of the canal thought turned sharply and took a step back. "Du Yu, Ghost Axe Du Yu! You are the nephew of the road on the mountain of the Golden State?!"

Du Yu pulled the corner of his mouth, well, it is quite interesting, this mother-in-law can live.

Only the person outside the door said: "How big is the Taoist? Two Shangwu monks?"

The lady of the canal is happy in the heart, the good thing of Tianda! I moved out of Du Yu’s illustrious identity. The other party is still not afraid. It seems that the most unfortunate thing tonight is also the situation of driving the wolf. It’s the best thing to lose. If it’s a win, it’s a win. It’s better to deal with an innocent and invincible ranger, always to discuss it, it’s better to deal with Du Yu’s fierceness towards himself. Even if Du Yu smashed the young singer who couldn't use it into a muddy mud, it would be right to read his own talent. After all, Du Yu is not like to fight with people, or according to the stench of the axe of the axe, the knife is slashed.

Du Yu hooked his finger, lifted the knife, and shook it casually. He smiled and said: "As long as your boy breaks open and enters the temple, I will let you get a trick."

For a moment, the wall of the temple was circled, and the golden light burst and dazzled.

Then I saw the young ranger wearing the fight, and the ghost was not in the ordinary. It had already appeared on the side of Du Yu, and swept over the neck of the latter, playing the whole popularity of Du Yu, fainting on the spot, and then smashing it. On the platform of the temple in the temple, not only the statue of the Lady of the Drainage Master was directly cut into two pieces, Du Yu was still in the wall, as for the knife, fell to the ground, creaking.

The knife on the ground is like water, it should be a good knife.

Chen Pingan is holding a mountain stick and standing in the same place. This hand-made iron-clad squad is a kind of square-shaped symbol after breaking into the temple. Naturally, it is a force. Otherwise, this threat should make one move. Guys, you should be a filial son, let the white-haired people of the Ghost Axe Palace be sent to the black-haired people. Of course, the monks on the mountain, 100-year-olds and even the millennium-old age are still resident, it is not surprising.

The reason why it is natural to keep up is that Chen Ping wants to go back and talk to the person "in a humble heart".

As for those young people who are scattered in the soul of the market, the gas machine that just happened to be stirred by the boxing stuns instantly.

As for the frivolous boy on the platform of the gods, Du Yu, who was thrown out and flew out, was stunned. Compared with the men in the court, the boy was even more miserable.

Everything is counted as not bad.

It’s just a punch.

There was only the teenager who was sitting next to the campfire.

Chen Pingan glanced at him. "Isn't it dead?"

The young man hurriedly fell to the ground, his head glimpsed, not forgetting to turn his eyes and stick out his tongue.

Chen Pingxiao asked: "Mrs. Drainmaster, broke your statue, don't you mind?"

At the time of speech, with a wave of sleeves, one of the young men was like a broom, sweeping the wall, people collided with the wall, and there was a slight bone shattering sound.

The owner of the canal that was sitting on the river and rivers of the river only felt that his bones had to be shattered.

The lady of the main channel trembled quickly: "If you don't tighten it, you won't be tight. If you are happy, you can break it into two pieces. It's fine."

Chen Pingan asked: "What is going on with the driver city?"

The lady of the canal leaned down slightly, and took a handful of the fairy wares that Baoguang circulated. "The fairy teacher can drink while drinking, and the slaves slowly come."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You don't have a fragrance on the other side of the surname Du. Do you think it works? Besides, his younger brother, why don't you forget about it, the lady of the canor is not in your heart? You really If you want to die, you should also change the way to be smart. When I am low in boxing, I don’t know how to do it.

The lady of the canal quickly took up the wine cellar, but there was a chill in the top of the sky, and then it was painful. She gave the whole person a slap in the knees and slid into the ground.

The spirits are swaying, such as being in the oil pan, the lady of the canal suffers from severe pain, the teeth fight, the vibrato is heavier, and says: "The fairy teacher is envious, the fairy teacher is envious, and the slaves are afraid to find themselves dead."

Chen Pingan waved his hand. "I am not the surname Du. I have nothing to do with you and Cangwu Lake. I just passed by. If it is not for Du’s, I will not let me in. I am not willing to come in. Say what you know about the inside of the city, if some I know you know, but you know and pretend not to know, then I have to sum up with the wife of the candidate, the lady of the canal is deliberately placed in the sleeve The cup is actually used to carry a sacred thing like ** soup and peach blossom?"

The lady of the canal smiled more ugly than crying.

This guy is clearly more than a hundred times more difficult than that of Du Yu!

The lady of the main channel battled and smashed the neighbors’ troubles with the driving city.

Chen Pingan listened to her story, and the corner of her eyes quietly noticed the look of the two maids.

The city grandfather of the city, it is really about to collapse the golden body, to the end of the incense avenue, the so-called end of the road, but so. But like the man who is afraid of death, the city grandfather is no exception. He has exhausted the method. First, he has cleared the relationship, exhausted his savings, and asked the court to ask for a passover ceremony. But the effect is still not good. At the time, there was no old-fashioned, but far-reaching, old-aged thing. A hundred years ago, there was a case in which a family of scholars and sacred doors succumbed to death. In the eyes of court officials and people in the city, it was indulged. Snow, the truth is far from this. At that time, the official residence of the Chenghuang Temple was as serious as the consequences. Otherwise, I am afraid it is another scene.

Cangwu Lake and Suicheng City are close neighbors. The Hujun adults who ruled the three rivers and two canals of a lake are deeply rooted. Therefore, they know a lot of insiders, the scholarly family, and the generations of good deeds.

In the family ancestral hall, they are about to breed a sweet little villain, but overnight, they are suffering from disasters, and the dogs and dogs are not left. The city’s grandfather Thunder was furious and began to sue the priest to pick up the matter. He did not want to find the last one. He even found the head of the Chenghuang Temple. The original yin and yang chief, headed by the Sixth Division of the City God Temple, was the first assistant of the city’s grandfather. The shackle general who is similar to a county county magistrate, colluded with each other, arbitrarily turned into a human form, put on a pair of handsome young women's skin, tempted to bully the family's woman, and the shackle general was in the same position. The condensed incense villain hopes to take a bribe to a fairy monk and try to go to the state city to serve as a martial law judge. The two members of the Chenghuang Temple, which should have helped the county to adjust to the weather and yin and yang, invited a group of gangsters to sneak into the city, blood-washed the book, and the yin and yang chiefs hid two beautiful people early. The woman, the Golden House, is hidden in the secluded mansion outside the county town.

If this is the case, even if the city grandfather is slightly smuggled, he will lightly sentence the two assistants, and will not fall into the field like today. The city grandfather who was good at reputation before his death, let the sneaks help the government to find the place on the bright side. The group of monks, smothered on the spot, did not leave a living mouth, and then secretly let go of the yin and yang chief, killing the shackle general who turned the elbow to the outside, as the two women naturally escaped, but I didn’t think that there was a child in the book, and I just played hide-and-seek with the niece of the house, hiding in the wall, and the niece was faithful to the Lord, deliberately dying near the wall, covering the entrance with her own body. The child was finally lucky enough to escape from the driving city. Ten years later, with the help of a senior citizen, he was able to change his name. He was a high school leader, and for ten years, he became a county official and began to turn over the case. I found him on the side of the Chenghuang Temple, and then naturally it was a tragedy, but it was just like the people of that year. This time, from beginning to end, quietly, the news from the court, no Mayor is dead on any bit of dedication.

The scholar who was supposed to have a bright future had never married his wife, and there were no books and prostitutes around him. One person took office and one person died. He seems to have already noticed the dangers in the city. Before quietly sending a secret letter to his friends in the DPRK, he was already dead. At that day, he went to the house where he had been a ruined ghost house for many years, in the night. The man took off his official gown, put on his filial piety, scented his head, and then... he died.

In fact, before he walked out of the county government, the sneaky temples of the Chenghuang Temple had already surrounded the whole department. The day and night tour gods personally became the "door gods". Within the department, there were civil and military judges hiding in this person. By the side, I look at it.

So late that night, this person went all the way to the old house, not to mention the pedestrians on the road, not even one.

After the city's grandfather, who was driving the grass, removed the roots, three years later, he found that his golden body began to crack.

The yin that accumulates is unable to make up for this crack, and can only watch it spread more and more.

Then there is the vision of today's driving city.

Chen Pingan has been quietly listening, and then the lady of the candidate has a slight gloating mood, and has come to a conclusion for the city of the city. "There is no way to live, but the most familiar wording of these city temples is really funny. In the city hall of the city, there is also a stone abacus, which is used to sing the world, and people are doing God."

Chen Pingan finally asked: "Is the secret letter sent to the capital city intercepted by the Chenghuang Temple?"

The lady of the main channel shook her head: "Returning to the immortal teacher, according to my family, Hu Jun, the precaution is quite meticulous. It is indeed sent to the friends of the capital city, but I don’t know why, the mud cows are in the sea. After so many years, the court did not know this. The matter was the one who received the letter, and the officialdom was smooth. In the same year, the book was written by the Ministry of Punishment. Later, the family was prosperous. The descendants of the scholars were very good. Just as the scholars, there were as many as six people. Today’s homeowners are also in charge. The seal of one side is a big one."

Chen Pingan also asked: "With this surname Du, so many people who cultivated the monks rushed to the city with the drive, why is it? It’s hard to be the grandfather of the city, so light and windy, so many mountains are handed over. Friends, want to pull the city temple?"

The lady of the canal who has been kneeling in the same place lowered her voice and said, "It’s strange to be with the feng shui of the driving city. After the turmoil in the Chenghuang Temple, it seems that I can’t keep a treasure, every moon, heavy rain and heavy snow. On the night, in the county town, there will be a treasure, from a prison, mad at the bulls. Over the years, many high mountains have ran to investigate, but they have failed to grasp the treasure. The roots and feet are only speculated by the high-ranking people. It is a treasure of heaven and earth that has been nurtured by a state of the mountains and rivers for thousands of years. As the grievances of the city are too heavy and lingering, they are reluctant to Staying in the city, there is a sign of the treasure."

Chen Pingan then blinked and asked, "I just asked you the lady of the candidate, I know so many horrible truths, and then so many people can be different, and after so many years, one by one, flying in the clouds Flying, going back and forth in the city, saying that there must not be many monks who have been rooted in the city for many years, but no one god, trying to turn over the case for that family?"

This time, the wife of the main lady of the canal was born, not faked, and then muttered: "What to do with the case? Do you not have the same treasure with the city?"

Chen Ping took off the fight and looked up at the night sky. He scratched his head. "This way, it is a very reasonable statement."

There was some noise on the wall behind the temple.

The lady of the canal only felt a breeze blowing her face and suddenly turned her head.

Shentai was opened by the man in a half-difference, dusty, and has been secretly awake, wanting to move, the ghost axe Du Yu, directly by the man to grab the neck with one hand, broke into the ground.

When the man got up, Du Yu had already cut off the air, and the dead could not die any more.

At that moment, the wife of the main lord, as a **** of water gods, felt cold and cold, such as falling into the ice.

The man turned his head sideways and looked at her.

He is expressionless.

The eyes are as secluded as the ancient wells, as if they are deep in the water. There are dragons swaying. They want to climb the well wall and look up the head to see the world outside the well.

The lady of the canal wants to take a step back and hide farther, but her feet are deep in the ground, so she has to lean back. It seems that only this way, she will not be directly scared to death.

Just somehow, the next moment, the man smiled, stood up, patted the palm of his hand, re-applied the fight, extended two fingers, helped, and smiled: "The monk on the mountain, not stained with red dust, does not touch the cause and effect. , the things that are justified."