Sword of Coming

Chen Pingan and Cui Dongshan went to their own shop on Laohuai Street.

Chen Pingan was sitting on a small bamboo chair at the door, basking in the warm autumn sun. Cui Dongshan drove away Wang Tingfang, the acting shopkeeper, saying that he would let him take a rest for a day. Seeing the young boss smiling and nodding, Wang Tingfang left in confusion. An anthrax shop.

The business of this day is not bad, because everyone in Laohuai Street has heard that a handsome young man who is rare in the world has come, so there are especially many young female cultivators. Chen Pingan didn't care.

The next day at Fushui Ferry, Tan Ling and Tang Xi appeared together, and of course Song Lanqiao who was in charge of the Chunlupu ferry.

After exchanging pleasantries, Chen Pingan boarded the boat with Cui Dongshan, and Song Lanqiao followed all the way. This well-informed old Jindan discovered a strange thing. It's unimaginable that the two are connected, especially what kind of teacher and student they are, but when they walk together, there is an inexplicable fit. Could it be because they are both holding green bamboo walking sticks?

Song Lanqiao didn't dare to say anything more, he just said something and thanked him sincerely.

It turns out that Song Lanqiao just got a chair in the Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall. Although it only replaced Tang Xi's bottom position, with Tang Xi on the left and the right, it seems to have become the two door gods of the Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall, but this step is over. , It is the prestige of the fairy family on the mountain and the secular dynasty soaring, it is a large amount of extra fairy money every year, and it is also the chicken and dog of some human families.

So when Song Lanqiao faced the young sword fairy, it was not an exaggeration to say that he had received a great kindness. It's just that Song Lanqiao's cleverness is also here. He is used to doing business and is pragmatic, and he doesn't show his courtesy to the young man surnamed Chen.

On the ferry, Song Lanqiao arranged a room in Tianzi for them. After thinking about it, he simply didn't let the maidservants who were born in Chunlu Garden show their faces.

Inside the house, Cui Dongshan poured a cup of tea for Chen Pingan, and lay on the table, with two big snow-white sleeves occupying nearly half of the table, Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "Mr. , but when it comes to business, Chunlupu is really not inferior to Pimazong, and in the future, we will chat with Luopo Mountain and Chunlupu, and we will definitely be able to deal with each other frequently."

Chen Pingan drank tea and didn't say anything.

Cui Dongshan said: "Tanling is a person who seeks stability, because the business of Chunlupu has reached the extreme now. On the mountain, he is wholeheartedly attached to the Pima Sect, and at the foot of the mountain, he mainly wins over the Daguan Dynasty. There is nothing wrong with it. But the shelf is set up, talk Ling also discovered many long-standing disadvantages of Chunlu Garden, that is, there are many old people who are used to enjoying the blessings, or who still have the courage to practice, and there are too few people available. Even if she wanted to support Tang Xi in the past, she would be afraid too much , will be worried that this God of Wealth will have a nest of snakes and rats with Gao Song, who can only desperately make money and has a big tail. By then, Chunlupu will be finished. The bottom is upside down, Tan Ling's lineage has a lot of disciples, but those who can do the job, no, if they don't pick up, they are very deadly, and they can't stand the combination of Tang Xi and Gao Song. At that time, the disciples will be useless, and they will not be able to beat them again. Bags, that’s even more of a difference.”

"So the alliance between Tang Xi and Lin Cuo'e is the safest. Although Lin Cuo'e has a bad temper, he is unambitious and loyal to Chunlupu. In addition, Song Lanqiao, who is grateful to her for Tan Ling, the three of them hold together. Chunlupu will have a new look. If we from Luopishan pass another pillow to help Chunlupu open the gap in the north of Aquarius Continent, even if it is only a small gap, it will make Chunlupu who is familiar with business The many monks on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain are very excited. Now Aquarius Island is full of construction projects, and there are people and money in the Spring Dew Garden. It is the most suitable business object for us to get what we need from Luoluo Mountain. But we also need to pay attention The water and soil of Chunlupu in Aquarius Island are not acclimatized, but luckily the Dali court, from government officials to military commanders on the battlefield, and the monks of Chunlupu all urinate in the same pot."

"Mr.'s far-reaching layout, precise and meticulous placement, can be called the style of a national player."

Hearing this, Chen Pingan finally couldn't help laughing and said, "You are the one who caused the Fengshui of Luopo Mountain to be broken?"

Cui Dongshan said aggrievedly: "How is it possible! Master Zhu, Senior Sister, and Brother Dafeng are all experts in this way! Besides, the feng shui of Luoposhan is so bad now."

Chen Pingan said: "I didn't deliberately plan to cooperate with Chunlupu. To put it bluntly, I didn't dare to think about it. It would be very good to do some Baozhai business. If it really works, it's mostly because of you."

Cui Dongshan raised one arm, stretched out his fingers and tapped aggressively on the table three times, drawing a triangle, "Tang Xi, Lin Cuo'e, and Song Lanqiao are three. Tan Ling is in the same line, Gao Song is in the same line, and Tang Xi Xiaoshan is in the same line. At the head, there is another three. Luopo Mountain, Pimazong, and Chunlu Garden are still a three. The forces gathered by Mr. Luzhou are located at the southern end of Luzhou and the north of Aquarius Island. It is a bigger three. Under the sky This is the most stable relationship. Sir, are you still unwilling to admit that you are a national chess player?"

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled, "It's just a mistake."

Cui Dongshan sighed, "Sir, you have an open mind, and the students have been taught."

Chen Pingan scolded with a smile: "Get out of here."

Cui Dongshan was about to speak, but Chen Pingan immediately said, "Come again?!"

Cui Dongshan only felt that he was so unique that his eighteen weapons were useless.

Sure enough, Mr. is still great.

Cui Dongshan suddenly asked: "When we arrive at the Bone Beach, do you want to meet Gao Cheng for a while? I can guarantee that the husband will go back and forth without worry."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I won't go to Beijing for now."

Cui Dongshan asked: "Because this person took the initiative to break through the sky for the purpose of offering sacrifices to Pu Xuan? Is there still some heroic spirit left?"

Chen Pingan said: "It's not that simple, it's more complicated, I'll talk about it later."

Cui Dongshan naturally had no objection.

After passing Suijia City and Cangyun Lake, Chen Pingan left the house, and Cui Dongshan stood with him by the railing of the bow, overlooking the land.

Cangyun Lake, which covers a vast area, looks like a green stone lying quietly in the stream of Yuying Cliff when viewed from the side of the ferry.

I owe a drink to some fire temple over there.

I can only owe it first.

Cui Dongshan said softly: "Sir, don't take risks like this in the future."

Chen Pingan said: "Of course I should nod my head and agree to come down. I will really take care of myself at the moment and tell myself that I must stay away from the storm. I have become a practitioner on the mountain, and the affairs of the mountain are outside the body. It's just that you and I know that once things come to an end , it will be difficult."

Cui Dongshan was lying on the railing, his legs were bent, and his two sleeves were exposed outside the railing, like two small snow-white waterfalls.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is Zhou Mili still used to staying in Luopo Mountain?"

Cui Dongshan nodded, "I'm used to it very much. I always feel that Pei Qian, who copies books every day, is a scholar. I'm eagerly waiting for Pei Qian to write the story of the dumb lake monster for her in the future. The little girl is a mess, every day Pei Qian's little tail, with a trekking stick on his shoulders, has now been promoted from Qilong Lane to be the right guardian of Luopo Mountain by his husband. Moisturize your throat first, and then talk old-fashionedly, it's a bad habit you learned from my senior sister."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Very good."

Cui Dongshan asked curiously: "Do you really want to enshrine the little girl in the genealogy of the Patriarch Hall of Luoluo Mountain, and become a right guardian enshrined on the top of a mountain?"

Chen Pingan said: "Of course. This is not a child's play. I was a little hesitant before, but after seeing the dense hills and undercurrents in Chunlu Garden, my mind is firm. I just want to make outsiders feel that Luoba Mountain is so strange and incomprehensible It's not that I don't know the price of doing this, but I can try to find it elsewhere. It can be me, Chen Pingan, the mountain master, earning more money and practicing diligently, or you, a student, or Zhu Lian, Lu Baixiang, the existence of us is the reason for Zhou Mili and Chen Ruchu's existence, and it will also be the reason for some new faces in Luoluoshan to think, 'this is not surprising'."

"I don't reject Luopo Mountain becoming a Zongzitou mountain gate in the future, but I will definitely not deliberately abandon those flowers and plants on the roadside in order to gather power. Those flowers and plants will not be dispensable in the past on Luobo Mountain. Not in the future. What's more, they have never been a beautiful scenery on the side of the road, they are part of my life, and I can take care of those who are worthy of care, and I feel at ease."

Chen Pingan turned his head and said, "I said that, is it understandable?"

Cui Dongshan nodded vigorously, "Understand and accept!"

Chen Pingan said with emotion: "But it will definitely be very difficult."

Cui Dongshan said: "Every bold statement, every ambition, as long as it is practiced, it will not be easy."

Cui Dongshan didn't even want to say some words.

All the joy of reunion after a long absence will be the sadness of parting in the future.

But this does not prevent those encounters that can be seen again, making people happy, drinking, and smiling.

But don't forget, sometimes, parting is just parting.

Chen Pingan also followed and lay on the railing, looking at the golden sea of ​​clouds under the bright sun in the distance, and asked, "Will you feel uncomfortable when you become my disciple?"

Cui Dongshan said: "No."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "There is a huge difference in realm and knowledge. Of course you are a good student."

Cui Dongshan said: "Sir, if you say that, the students will not be convinced. If Pei Qian learns martial arts by leaps and bounds and breaks through the border quickly, like eating rice grains, one bowl after another, the people who eat at the same table will be dizzy. Don't you feel uncomfortable, sir?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Of course I'm uncomfortable. Where can I put the master's face? When speaking the truth, the voice is a little louder, so I have to worry about giving my disciple a backhand, so I don't panic?"

Cui Dongshan laughed out loud.

My husband traveled north, and he cultivated his mind very well.

After a moment of silence, Chen Pingan said: "I'm a dead-headed person who likes to dig into the horns of a dead end. One day, there will be some trivial matters on the Luoba Mountain, which will become a big problem for me. At that time, you can give me some suggestions."

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "The sage has a saying, and if there is something to do, the disciple will do his best."

Cui Dongshan turned his head, put his cheek on the railing, and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "There are wine and food, sir, did you think you were filial?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Don't tamper with the original intention of the moral articles and ruin the good intentions of the sages."

Cui Dongshan said: "Sir, don't forget that when the student was a high-spirited, sharp-edged, knowledgeable man, he couldn't hide it by himself, nor could others stop him. I'm not bragging. If you don’t write a draft, you can get a big sacrifice in the academy, and if you really want to be a philistine, the deputy leader of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple can’t do it.”

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I believe what the national teacher said. As for you, you can pull it down. The wind is strong here at the bow, so be careful to flash your tongue."

Cui Dongshan chuckled, "Speaking of which, students really don't need to write drafts to brag."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is the Middle Earth Divine Continent very big?"

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "It's very big. Only when the eight continents are added together can they be compared with the Shenzhou of the Middle Earth. For the other eight continents, if one or two people can be squeezed into the ten people in the Middle Earth, it is capable. For example, the Nanbasuozhou Chun Confucian Chen Chun'an, Great Celestial Master with the outer surname of Longhu Mountain in Luzhou of Beiju, Daoist Huolong, and God of Wealth Liu in Aiaizhou."

Chen Pingan said: "Then we must go and see."

Cui Dongshan complained: "That's the sad place for the students."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "You asked for it, even if you have a bruised nose and a swollen face, you still have to grin."

Cui Dongshan said helplessly: "Mr. is not righteous."

The ferry boat entered the boundary of the Bone Beach, and Song Lanqiao took the initiative to visit the door, carrying a heavy gift.

It is two servings.

One for himself, one for Chunlupu Tanling.

His thank you gift is actually a magic weapon selected by his teacher Lin Cuo'e from the Patriarch Hall. It is a bamboo-yellow dragon-pattern scripture box made of the special fairy wood of Chunlupu, and there are four jade volumes inside.

Tan Ling's gift was even more priceless. It was one of Chun Lupu's few treasures on the mountain, a set of eight ingots of collection ink.

When it was handed over, Song Lanqiao felt distressed for Tan Ling.

Chen Pingan didn't refuse, and Tan Ling didn't give the gift in person at Fushuidu, and ordered Song Lanqiao to give it when he was about to stop at the Bone Beach Ferry, which in itself was sincerity.

This was Song Lanqiao's first official business after becoming a member of Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall, and it went well, which made Song Lanqiao heave a sigh of relief.

Just sitting and drinking tea with the couple of gentlemen and students, Song Lanqiao was a little restless, especially with Cui Dongshan sitting beside him.

Cui Dongshan twisted the cup with two fingers, wiped it lightly on the table, and smiled, "Lan Qiao, the poor man who can't find the temple with his pig's head, the world is so vast, Lan Qiao, you are lucky."

Song Lanqiao had heard Chen Pingan calling him Senior Song just a moment ago, but now he was being left by his student Lan Qiao and right by Lan Qiao, of course he felt awkward.

Chunlupu treats people with sincerity, of course Chen Pingan will not let Cui Dongshan make jokes here, he waved his hand, indicating that he has something to talk to Song Lanqiao.

I never thought that just such an action would make Song Lanqiao sweat coldly on his forehead in the next scene.

The white-clothed boy seemed to be sent flying by Chen Pingan's slap, and he and the chair spun countless times in the air. Finally, one person and one chair stuck to the wall and slid down slowly. Cui Dongshan had a mournful face. Chair, said timidly: "Students just sit here."

Chen Pingan's face was dark.

Song Lanqiao was shocked. Could it be that this amiable Chen Jianxian was the same as that Taihui sword sect Liu Jinglong, not some kind of earth fairy at all, but a hidden Jade Realm sword fairy?

Chen Pingan was too lazy to pay attention to this Cui Dongshan, and began to discuss with Song Lanqiao in earnest, trying to negotiate the future cooperation between Lulushan and Chunlupu. It only takes a few noisy fights, and once the two parties finally decide to cooperate, Luobashan will also need Zhu Lian and Wei Bo to formulate the regulations for all specific affairs thereafter. Chen Pingan knew the basics of Chunlupu's business, so when he talked with Song Lanqiao, he was not blunt. His trip to Luzhou in the north was not for nothing. The biggest support of Luopo Mountain is of course the Niujiaoshan Ferry, which is an important operating hub. With Wei Dashan sitting on Piyun Mountain, Niujiaoshan Ferry can accept most Beiju Luzhou cross-continental ferries, which is equivalent to a Baoluzhai has a store to settle down, and the money under the sun stays somewhere for a while, and then circulates, money makes money.

Chen Ping occasionally even wondered, how many monks have he seen for a snowflake coin that is more worn out? a thousand? Ten thousand? Could it be that he has traveled all over the territory of Jiuzhou in the Haoran world?

Song Lanqiao was concentrating on discussing major issues with Chen Pingan, but in the dark, the old Jindan monk even felt that what he talked about today might determine the future of Chunlupu in the next hundred years.

Then Song Lanqiao saw Chen Jianxian on the opposite side glance at the wall.

Song Lanqiao looked along the line of sight, the young man in white was holding the handle of the chair with both hands, his whole body was swaying, and the chair was swaying from side to side, as if he was walking staggeringly using the legs of the chair as his feet.

After Mr. Gai found out, Cui Dongshan stopped immediately and whistled with his head raised.

Song Lanqiao smiled politely and looked away.

Is this guy mentally ill? It must be!

Chen Pingan chatted with Song Lanqiao for a whole hour, and both sides raised many possibilities, and they had a pleasant conversation.

After Song Lanqiao arrived at the back, he relaxed a lot, and he was getting better and better. Many thoughts accumulated for many years but which he couldn't express could be expressed quickly, and the young sword fairy who sat across from him and often added tea for both parties was a rare hit. A businessman never categorically says yes or no. Most of them are "something is unclear here, I beg Senior Song to explain in detail", "I have some different ideas about this matter, Senior Song will listen to it first, if you have any objections Please speak directly." This kind of gentle wording, but the other party was unequivocal. Some small moves Song Lanqiao planned to dig a hole for Gao Song, the young sword fairy did not reveal it to the face. There was only one sentence: "This matter may require Senior Song to go to the Chunlupu Zushitang Don't worry too much."

The young man in white had been doing nothing, dangling the chair and circling the table. Fortunately, when the chair was walking, he made no sound and didn't make any movement.

Song Lanqiao was able to turn a blind eye.

After the chat, Song Lanqiao was refreshed. There was no tea on the table to drink. Although he still had something to say, he still got up to leave.

Song Lanqiao asked Mr. Chen not to send it off, the young man smiled and nodded, and just sent it to the door of the house, just asking Cui Dongshan to see him off.

After Song Lanqiao walked into the corridor, he didn't see the sword fairy in green clothes, only a beautiful boy in white clothes, and Lao Jindan's heartstrings immediately tensed up.

The young man walked backwards, closed the door gently, then turned to look at Song Lanqiao with a smile.

Song Lanqiao began to smile stiffly.

Cui Dongshan came to the side of Song Lanqiao who was subconsciously bent over, jumped up and hugged Song Lanqiao's neck, and dragged the old Jindan forward together, "Brother Lanqiao, you are so eloquent and witty."

Song Lanqiao almost couldn't hold back and called out to Mr. Chen to help him out.

Song Lanqiao suddenly felt terrified, and wanted to stop, but he didn't expect that he couldn't do it at all. He was dragged by the young man lightly, and after he took a step, Song Lanqiao knew that something was wrong.

The next moment, the boy in white was gone.

Song Lanqiao found himself in the white mist, without any scenery around him, just like a small dead world, his vision was filled with a chilling snow-white color, and when he walked, his feet were slightly soft, but it was not any mud in the world , slightly increased the strength of the footsteps, and could only make circles of ripples.

He cautiously began to walk on foot, and after burning a stick of incense, he began to resist the wind. An hour later, Song Lanqiao still sacrificed the magic weapon, regardless of etiquette or impoliteness, and began to pour out the precious light, bombarding and smashing wildly, still unable to change this small world in the slightest One year later, Song Lanqiao sat cross-legged, with a haggard face, waiting to die.

In an instant, Song Lanqiao raised his head and saw a huge head. The boy's face was clearly smiling, but his eyes were cold. He slowly raised his arms.

Song Lanqiao's scalp was numb, so he had been spinning around on the opponent's white sleeve?

Song Lanqiao, who was haggard and haggard, found himself standing in the corridor of the ferry. Not far away, the young man with his arms around his sleeves was looking at him with a smile.

Song Lanqiao, who survived the catastrophe, almost burst into tears.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Mr. asked me to see you off, so I made my own decision and sent a little more. Lan Qiao, please don't complain to my husband afterwards, or I will see you off next time. It will be ten or one hundred years. It will be hard to say who will be mentally ill by then."

Song Lanqiao said tremblingly, "Thank you for your reminder, senior."

Cui Dongshan asked: "I am used to the abundant aura in the Spring Dew Garden, and I am also used to the thin aura on the ferry. Why are you not used to it when you are in a lawless place?"

Song Lanqiao was stunned.

Cui Dongshan brushed past him, patted Song Lanqiao on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Lan Qiao, the cultivation of the heart is rotten, and the golden pill is paper."

Song Lanqiao turned around slowly, bowed to thank him, this time he was convinced, "The teachings of the seniors make the juniors see the halo of the moon as if they were confused, and they have not really seen the bright moon, but it is also of great benefit."

Cui Dongshan turned a deaf ear and knocked on the door, "Sir, would you like to bring me some melon and fruit tea?"

Song Lanqiao looked at the profile of the young man's face, and the old man had the illusion that he seemed to be in another world.

Chen Pingan opened the door, pressed Cui Dongshan's head down gently, then turned to Song Lanqiao and asked, "Senior Song, is my disciple disrespectful to you?"

Song Lanqiao didn't know whether he was insane or blessed, so he said something that he never dared to say in the past, "It's true, it's miserable."

Chen Ping nodded with a smile, "Understood."

The boy in white was grabbed by his ears, and Chen Pingan dragged him into the room screaming.

There are still scolding voices coming out: "Damn Song Lanqiao, you have no conscience, you wait for the uncle... Sir, I am helping brother Lanqiao practice with good intentions, I really didn't play tricks on him... Sir, I wrong!"

Song Lanqiao shook his sleeves and strode away.

comfortable.