Sword of Coming

In the night, when Chen fled safely to the mountains, he ran wildly. Not long after, he ran into a soft bamboo forest, and the sandals and teenagers began to deliberately put their weight down.

After about half a musk, about to run out of the edge of the bamboo forest, the boy suddenly climbed a bamboo on the left hand side, swaying to another bamboo not far away, more like a monkey in the moving mountain of Zhengyang Mountain, repeating After several times, I finally floated down to the ground. I smashed my body and wiped my footprints. I turned around and looked at it. It was five or six feet away from the first bamboo. The boy began to run.

Less than a fragrant martial arts, you can already hear the sound of the stream, and the teenager who rushed wildly did not stop. Instead, he jumped high and the whole person fell into the stream. Soon the teenager stood up and he fell. On a piece of boulder, the boy who is very familiar with this land and landscape, trying his best to open his eyes, relying on his eyesight and outstanding memory, jumps on the stones in the creek, and flies downstream in the downstream direction. If you continue this way, you will be able to reach the back of the town on the south side of the town, then the bridge, and finally the master's blacksmith shop.

However, the teenager did not get too close to the green cow's back, but after the creek came out of the mountain, it slammed into the narrowest part of the woman's waist, where it was right.

I soon heard the woman whispering: "Chen Ping, here."

Chen Pingfei quickly squatted down, panting, and rubbed his forehead to wipe his forehead sweat.

The girl in black whispered, "Can you really fool the old man into the mountains?"

The teenager bitterly said: "Try your best."

It was from Ning Yao, who was also on the way from the town of Fulu Street. She asked: "Is it hurt?"

The sandals boy shook his head and said: "Small injury."

The girl’s mood is complicated and she is angrily: “Dare to play like this, the old man didn’t kill you, it’s your dog’s luck!”

Chen Pingan grinned and said: "The old animal has broken a rule. But if you shoot later, I guess it will hang."

The girl stunned and then said: "Is it really? Yes, Chen Pingan!"

Chen Pingan smiled.

Ning Yao rolled his eyes and asked, "Next?"

The sandals and teenagers thought for a moment. "The general direction set before the trick is the same, but the details of some places have to be changed and the old man is too powerful."

Ning Yao's palm shot on the head of the sandals boy, smiled and said: "You know?"

Chen Pingan suddenly said: "Ning girl, you turned around, I have to apply some herbs to the back. By the way, I will help you look at the creek."

The girl turned around and faced the upper stream.

Chen Pingan took off the outer shirt that originally belonged to Liu Yuyang, took off the piece of wood porcelain, took out the porcelain bottle of Yangjiapu from a cloth pocket at the waist, poured out some thick ointment, and poured it into the right hand palm, left hand Lift the clothes and apply your right hand on the back.

A very painful teenager can not help but sweat.

Although the girl did not turn around, she still asked: "Is it painful?"

The teenager smiled and said: "What is this?"

The girl pouted, what is so strong.

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In the westernmost house of the town, a woman sat on the ground and cried, slamming her chest and swaying. The thin clothes had signs of bursting at any time. Her pair of young children with dirty bodies did not know what to do. Standing in front of the mother, there is a thick man lying outside the house, sighing, helpless, the roof is inexplicably more than a hole, the cold of the spring has not faded, his body can survive, but then his wife and nephew Have you ever been?

Not far from the neighbors gathered together, pointing and pointing, some people said that they heard the sound of their roof at the beginning, and at first they thought it was a wild cat, it was not a serious matter. Some people say that the west side of this town is not very flat. It seems that a child sees an old fairy dressed in white. It can be used as a step by step, and it will fly to the wall, and it is not known as the landlord. Run out of the temple, or the mountain **** out of the mountain.

There is a Fenglei Garden young sword repair alone in a place, his face heavy.

Liu Weiqiao had been chatting with Mr. Cui in the bureaucracy of the bureau, and heard that after the movement of the Li family, he smelled the smell, but the handsome Yan Yan of the Fenglei Park did not dare to go to the door and challenge the mountain. It is to think about whether you can look at the fire across the bank. If you have the opportunity to succumb to the old man, it is even more popular. Therefore, Liu Yuqiao touched a large mansion on the squat of the mansion, overlooking the town, looking for the movements of the old man. As a result, he quickly found the strange movement on the side of the mud-bore lane in the west of the city, so the savage Liu Yiqiao was quietly Stalking.

At the moment when Zhengyangshan protects the mountain and does not hesitate to operate the air machine, after the injury of Liu Yuqiao, the life-defying flying sword that had to be moved to the Mingtang in the Mingtang is almost ready to be “sleeveless”. Because in this weird world, the level of cultivation is directly proportional to the pressure of Tiandao Town. According to the estimation of Liu Yuqiao, it is not easy to protect the mountain, even if it can forcibly luck, and afterwards use the strong cross or the supernatural power. Come over and suppress the boiling of the sea, but the number of such "cheating" will never be too much. Otherwise, it will take a huge risk of flooding the bank. It is not impossible to destroy the road in a thousand years. To take a step back, every time you take the "God" outside the world, it is a kind of damage, in fact, it is equal to the life of the world.

However, when Liu Weiqiao saw the landing site after the old man stepped on the roof, the two big pits on the foothold, the genius of the wind lei kendo began to rejoice that he did not act rashly, otherwise he would ignite the upper body to the old man. The degree of the fresh air of the stocks, if you do not find the movement of the Lijia Mansion in Fulu Street, you have to determine the safety of the Zhengyang Mountain girl, chasing the fox-like sneakers, not necessarily 10%, but chasing Killing himself Liu Weiqiao is definitely a kill.

Of course, the old man is not a scorpion, not a fool. On the occasion that his own flying sword will come out, the defender must have noticed his existence.

However, Liu Yiqiao’s ghost gate turned around and he was afraid of returning to the future. However, for the existence of the old man, he couldn’t talk about how to fear. Fenglei Garden’s Zhengyang Mountain, no matter how great the strength of the two sides, no matter how good it is, once there is a choice Shooting, that is the endless situation, and the person who is inferior, will never ask for mercy from the opponent, this is the fact that the two Dongbaobozhou kendo holy places have been proved by countless human lives for five hundred years.

What's more, Liu Weiqiao is not without a backhand in the town.

Liu Weiqiao slowly stood up and did not go straight back to the department. Instead, he walked to the westernmost broken house, stood outside the low yellow mud wall, and gave a loud voice. He and his wife turned to look at him. After that, he threw a gold-plated copper coin and threw it at the woman with the pear and rain. He smiled and said, "Big sister, please don't worry, I am so flustered in such a far place!"

The woman took the golden copper coin and bowed her eyes. It was similar to the copper coin. It was a different color. She was a little sluggish and whispered, "Gold?"

Liu Yiqiao laughed and said: "No. But it is worth more than gold..."

The woman was first stunned, then angered, smashing the golden copper coins to the young people outside, standing up, akimbo said: "Go and go! It is gold, I still believe, is it worth more than gold? You are not a mother." Have you seen the world?! The old lady is also a person who has never had a silver hand. The hair is not long, the little bastard, and the little muddy squatting in the trousers, dare to come to the aging mother to install the uncle, my man is still not dead. It!"

Speaking of this, the woman is even more flamboyant, and walks quickly. It is no less than the slender waist of the bucket. It can be twisted by her, and it is a foot for a man who doesn’t say a word on the ground. He got him to slant on the ground, the man did not say that he was still a hand, that is, he did not dare to lick his mouth, and climbed the cat's waist and ran away, and then continued to squat, his eyes resentful.

The woman pointed at her own man and said: "There is no such thing as a kind of death. It is no different from death. If you have something, you will know that you are going to die. You will know how to stroll around, catch fish and catch snakes. It is almost the same as the child wearing open pants. It’s not as good as it’s! Xiaoxiao knows how to steal... Hey something to go home. You’re a gangster, the guy who is a shopkeeper for Yang’s family is not willing to do it, is it rich or oily, must be more competitive with silver? I don't know what to do..."

When I was here, the woman with the chest and the scenery was able to stand up as a "spectacular" and suddenly smiled. "If it is not at night, I can still toss people. The old lady is happy to live with you?!"

The neighborhood neighbors who watched the movie laughed loudly, and there were also young men whistling and whispering.

The woman finally re-targeted the culprits and shouted: "Not rolling, not weaning?!"

Liu Yiqiao has seen such a rustic, not only does not feel embarrassed, but rather feels quite interesting, this lively look is relished, even if the woman is very miserable, but not angry and laugh, he is in the Shimen Fenglei Park After each quarrel, there will be a kind of loneliness. I feel that I have a good martial art, but I don’t have a rival. I never thought that I would finally have a place to use it today. I will come to the air. The hippie smiled and said: "I am not weaned, you can help the older sister. what?"

The woman picked her brow and smiled and said: "I am afraid that I will accidentally kill you. You, you can find the horse-in-law of Xinghua Alley! Full!"

Suddenly laughter shook the sky.

Although Liu Weiqiao does not know where the horse mother is sacred, but from the audience's reaction to the audience, you can know that this is a fiasco.

The young sword repaired his thumb and smiled brightly: "Big sister, count you."

Then he pinched the gold coin and shook it. "Don't you?"

The woman is obviously hesitant.

At this time, someone in the distance shouted: "Yuqiao, Mr. Cui let you hurry back."

Liu Weiqiao turned his head and looked around. He was a child of Chen’s family in Longwei County. Chen Songfeng stood next to a tall, cold woman. He was empty and did not carry weapons. She did not look like a figure, but she did not have to say a pair. Big long legs, very appetite for Liu Yuqiao. She is Chen Songfeng's distant relatives. As for how far away, Chen Songfeng did not take the initiative to mention this. The woman has always called her name to Chen Songfeng. All the way, the three usually get along with each other. Liu Yiqiao did not think how women are proud. It is a natural temper who is cold.

Since it was Cui Minghuang's speech, Liu Yiqiao did not dare to wait, and then they followed the two to Fulu Street, but when they left, the subconscious mind squinted at the frowning middle-aged man.

A man who was caught in the crowd, hesitated for a moment, and walked alone to the yard after the neighbors dispersed.

The woman is going to take her children to live with her family. It is really reluctant. Her family is snobbish, and the man she picks is called a dog’s eye to see people, so these years have been There are very few people coming and going, but this kind of flying disaster, the woman really can't help, she wants to be a little harder, with her son and daughter to stay in the hotel restaurant for a few days, when a wide-ranging wife, nothing to be ashamed, poor and poor Can't ring, but I have to look back at my mother's house with a thick face. Therefore, the woman who wants to get more and more angry, before she left, twisted the waist of her man until the whole face of the man was smashed, and then he stopped. The two children were used to this scene, not only I don’t worry about my aunt’s quarrel, but I’m still struggling.

The woman’s eyes were sharp, and she saw the sneaky man who was hiding in the doorway. She suddenly said: “Where is Zheng’s name, come back to the old lady’s underwear? Are you a dog? The rabbit still does not eat the grass. The old lady is not willing to admit it. After all, it is still the mold of eight generations. It is your nephew. Do you have a hand to steal it?"

Hey man wants to cry without tears, and he wants to die. "Xunzi, heaven and earth conscience, I just forgot to buy sugar for your family. He deliberately said this. Why do you really believe it?" ”

The little boy looked innocent.

Of course, the woman is more convinced of her own children. When she raises her hand, she will slap a hand to the man.

The latter hurriedly slid his neck and ran to the side, yelling at the man on the ground: "Senior brother, you are not persuading you to swear!"

The man snorted and said the next sentence: "Don't dare to persuade."

The sorrowful man lamented, "This world can't make the honest people mix."

The woman took a child in one hand and walked to the courtyard door. She suddenly turned her head and lost a wink. She smiled and said: "The surname Zheng, the next time I bring more money, the donkey sells to you, one only accepts you fifty cents. What?"

The scorpion man’s eyes are bright, and he’s alive: “A little more expensive? The new clothes in the shop of Xinghua Lane, the top of the fabric, the price...”

The woman turned her face faster than the book, hehe, "Is it really dare to have this bad thought?! Go to death, live for a lifetime to play bachelor! A bad life, no one will die for the dead outside the East Gate..."

After the woman and the children left, the scorpion man jumped back gently and sat on the wall of the courtyard. He said indignantly: "Senior brother, I am not saying you, you are really blinded with lard, only to pick such a hot girl." They are daughter-in-law."

It turns out that this guy is the gatekeeper of the town's east gate, surnamed Zheng, a bachelor.

The honest man on the floor in the yard said, "I am happy."

The town gatekeeper responsible for collecting money from the foreigners, after a moment of silence, said: "Master, his old man let you endure in the near future, don't do it with people."

The janitor looked up and looked at the poor roof. He suddenly laughed. "Master said, I can't stand it. I will find your wife to vent your fire. Anyway, the donkey is not afraid of you tossing. She just wants this tone."

The ten sticks couldn’t beat a fart, and the man looked up and looked at the man on the low wall. The latter quickly changed his mind: “It’s worth it, it’s what Zheng Dafeng said, Master didn’t say it.”

The thick man stood up, five short stature, bronze skin, arms muscles bulging, and the sleeves were stretched.

He still has some hunchbacks. He is not very convinced of the doorkeeper of the town: "If Master is willing to tell you more than ten words, I will tell you the last name."

The janitor sneaked on Master’s guilt, and then the wrench counted, and it’s really not ten words! The sly man first sweared a mother, and then he was very discouraged. Some sadness was actually a ruthless truth, so it was particularly pitiful.

The man asked: "Is there anything else?"

The janitor nodded: "Master said that you should deal with that person."

The scorpion man frowned, and habitually squatted down, facing the destruction of the house, muffled: "Is it?"

The janitor Zheng Dafeng said with a white eye: "It is exactly what Master said, you love to do it."

The man thought for a moment, "Let's go. Next time, let me see you stealing the scorpion and interrupt your three legs."

Zheng Hanzi Zheng Dafeng angered: "Li Er! You tell Laozi clearly! Who stole your wife's clothes?! Do you believe in this kind of mixed account? Are you getting into the water?"

The man turned his head and looked at the violent and angry brother of the same door, and his face was silent.

Zheng Dafeng is like a resentful resentful little girl, sorrowful and angry: "I will not dare any more in the future. OK?!"

The janitor stood up, his toes a little, like a piece of eucalyptus floating into the street, far away, and then dare to swear and shouted: "Li Er, Laozi, this is looking for a scorpion to buy her personal clothing!"

The singer swears and runs faster than the dog.

It’s just that the honest man didn’t get up at all, spit out a word, “Hey.”

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The three returned to the Department of Defence, the Confucian gentleman of the Guanhu Academy, and Cui Minghuang sat in the main hall for a long time. After seeing the strange woman, Cui Minghuang got up and nodded. The woman nodded and her face was still cold. In the words of Liu Weiqiao in private, it is the expression of "all the world owes her a lot of money."

After the three men were seated, Cui Minghuang smiled at Liu Weiqiao: "If you lose money, you will not hold it, or you will definitely take out the big scorpion. You didn't see it. Just let us supervise the official Song Daren and that Zhengyang. The mountain guards the mountain, and it is hard to beat the three punches in Fulu Street. To be honest, then no matter how many rare opportunities you encounter, I advise you not to shoot, don’t feel that you can take advantage of it."

Liu Yuqiao curiously asked: "Is it difficult for the old animal to make a three-stroke dry Song Longjing? Song Changjing is so embroidered with a pillow? Not all said that he touched the threshold of the tenth, he could only step into the foot in half a step. That realm."

Cui Minghuang reluctantly said: "Let's live here in Song Daren. Can you talk politely?"

Chen Songfeng said with emotion: "It is Song Daren who have some advantages."

Even if you can't beat the big scorpion king gossip, as long as it is a practitioner, after hearing this feat, you can't be unwilling to go!

A pure Wufu, only with the flesh and the one moving the mountain to the end!

The key is that this person can still have the upper hand!

The woman sat on the side and closed her eyes, and her hands naturally spread out on her knees.

After hearing this, the finger moved slightly.

She was also hurriedly found by Chen Songfeng, who originally planned to stay in the town.

The reason why she did not insist on insisting, but followed Chen Songfeng to go to Liu Weiqiao, and then returned to the Department of Justice, she just went to the country to follow the customs.

As for whether Chen Songfeng can get a cheap advantage from the old banyan tree, he can get a few ancestors, and the same woman named Chen is not at heart.

However, when Chen Songfeng found her, she could still clearly feel that the excitement and excitement of the young man's deliberate repression was mostly due to the harvest, and the number of fallen leaves was beyond the expectations of Chen's ancestors in Longwei County.

Liu Yuqiao suddenly laughed. "The old animal was planted a big heel, and it was so happy. He was actually played by a common young dog, and he was led by a small town. Haha, this big joke, Enough for me to say in the wind thunder garden for ten years! At that time, the temperament of the bandits of Zhengyang Mountain must be rushed out to say that these are the **** mouths of our Fenglei Garden, and there is evidence to come up with evidence! The evidence of your uncle, if it is not the town's ban on the law, the cost of bad rules is too great, otherwise I will die to make this scene 'original' in the sound mirror."

Cui Minghuang suddenly changed his face and shouted at Liu Weiqiao: "灞桥!"

The woman opened her eyes almost at the same time.

Liu Yuqiao just wanted to ask dry, and suddenly closed his mouth.

Soon a white robe man came slowly. After crossing the threshold, he asked Liu Xiaoqiao with a smile: "What is so funny, it is better to be happy than to be happy, so let the king be happy?" ”

Cui Minghuang has already stood up and is about to speak. It means to give the chair of the main seat to the king.

Song Changjing smiled and shook his head at the Guanhu Academy, and said that he did not need such a red tape. He took a chair and sat next to Liu Yuqiao, sitting with Chen Songfeng and the woman.

Although Liu Yiqiao gives the impression that he is a lazy character, but in such a close distance, facing a Wufu who is very likely to be in the tenth place of the legend, especially this guy can be described as notorious, and it is only a matter of building a Beijing view. The hobby of killing genius is really creepy. So don't look at the time when the big king is not there, Liu Yiqiao shouted a Song Changjing, and Liu Weiqiao was very upset.

Fortunately, the young sword repair has always been careless, paying a smile: "Song Da Zongshi, I am saying that your old man and the Zhengyang Mountain old beasts of the peak of the battle, it is really a shocking ghost, Wang Ye, your old man punches like If the dragon is not boxing, then the guardian will definitely die on the spot in Fulu Street. The Song Da Ren’s martial arts is high, and the Wude is good. It is really difficult for the younger generation to shoot!”

Song Changjing smiled and did not speak.

Liu Yuqiao oozes cold sweat on his forehead and soaks his sweat on his back. He finally can't say a word, and shuts up completely.

Song Changjing suddenly turned his head and looked at the woman opposite. His eyes were full of interest and he was interested. He asked: "You are also a child of Chenshi of Longwei County?"

The woman shook her head and said slowly: "No."

Song Changjing snorted, thoughtfully.

The atmosphere is awkward.

Until the Song salary appeared at the door, the juvenile saw that there was no chair seat in the house, and he was free to sit on the threshold and look out to everyone in the house.

Song Changjing did not care about this. He smiled at Liu Weiqiao: "In fact, the teenager can survive, you are one of the benefactors."

If the non-moving mountain is initially identified as a teenager, it is instructed, and in this small town, the guys who dare to give Zhengyang Mountain the next set are not stupid people, they are all good at making a move, so the old man feels arrested. The oriole in the back of the oriole, the identity is not low, the body is not weak, which makes the reluctance to show the flaws of the old man, in the mud bottle lane that looks quite wolf.

So all the way to the west side of the town, the old man decided that there was no assassin lurking around, and then he let go of the hand and gave the vest a punch.

Liu Yuqiao said with a smile: "Although this is true, I don't want to be such a benefactor."

Song Changjing laughed.

The woman turned her head and glanced at the handsome boy sitting on the threshold.

The teenager smiled at her.

The woman turned her head and looked blank.

The young man pouted and began to appreciate her long legs. She was about twenty-five and six years old, and her appearance was acceptable, but the teenager thought she was quite tasteful.

The woman turned her head and her eyes were cold and hoarse: "Are you looking for death?"

Song set salary refers to himself, a superficial superficial innocence, very sly expression, "I?"

Then the boy pointed to the grandmother, Song Changjing, "You have to ask him first."

The woman just got up.

Song Changjing blinked in an instant.

In the lobby, a rush of pressure, such as heavy rain, lingered on the heads of the people, hiding nowhere to hide, everyone's skin, actually produced a substantial acupuncture pain.

Only the Song salary at the door is unaware.

Chen Songfeng had a hard time opening, but his tone was not weak. "Wang Ye, this girl is not our Dongbao Pingzhou people, so I hope Wang Ye will act cautiously!"

The woman smiled and stood up. "Do you dare to kill me? Are you afraid that you will be destroyed?"

Cui Minghuang is about to stop.

I saw that the whole woman had flew out, and the chair behind it was turned into a powder in the air. The tall body of the woman fell into the wall, almost like an object embedded in a wall.

Song Changjing stood out under the wall with a ghost and stood up. He looked up slightly and looked at the seven-blooded woman. He smiled and said: "Small girl, do you think your old man or ancestor is very powerful, so you are qualified to be in this king." Let's put it in front of us... What does that word mean?"

The singer turned his head and smiled at himself, and the teenager smiled and said: "Hey, let go of the lyrics."

Song Changjing smiled and turned to look at the woman. Although the latter was full of pain, her eyes were firm and she did not pray for weakness. Song Changjing said: "The next generation will reincarnate, don't touch the king again."

Chen Songfeng has a fissure, and his eyes are full of blood. The whole person is in a complex mood, and there is a big anger and a big fear. He is about to speak.

Cui Minghuang has taken the lead and took a step forward. He apologized and bowed his head: "Wang, can you give me the next face and don't have a general knowledge of her."

Song Chang’s mouth was pulled, and it was full of sarcasm.

The woman who looked at the king of Da Yu suddenly closed her eyes.

At this time, the teenager on the threshold of the door laughed and said: "Uncle! Forget it. Bullying a girl, passing out is detrimental to your reputation."

Song Changjing's body shape paused slightly, and the slightest point was reached. Even Cui Minghuang and Liu Weiqiao only felt that the killing of God was simply not moving.

Song Changjing smashed his head and extended his fingers to make a random shot. It seems to be dusty on the shoulders.

Liu Yiqiao, the first person of the younger generation of Fenglei Park, is a cockroach.

Cui Minghuang was relieved.

Chen Songfeng is like a cloud.

Song Changjing smiled at Liu Weiqiao: "Kid, good, this king is optimistic about you."

The woman opened her eyes and pulled herself out of the wall. After she landed, her body shape shook and said to the back: "I am enlightened today, and Chen remembers five inside."

Song Changjing ignored it and said to Liu Weiqiao: "After leaving the town, go to Dagu Jingcheng to find the king. There is something for you. It depends on whether you can take it or move it."

Liu Weiqiao blurted out and debuted: "Fu Jian!"

The practitioners know that Fu Jian is one of the main instruments of Taoism, but if a sword can be directly named in the name of "Fei Jian" and known to the world, it is conceivable how amazing this sword will be. .

Song Changjing and Song set out of this house, the man smiled and said: "The bad breath between the heart and the chest, is it finished?"

Song’s salary nodded: "It’s almost."

Before the incident about Chen Pingan, this guy even had his own relatives and squats, and Song’s salary was of course a resentful resentment.

Song’s salary suddenly frowned and asked: “The woman is very big when she looks at it. Uncle, you are not afraid of playing small, provoked big, smashed big, and provoked to die? If the local county did not lie, then I can know the power of those old kings. When we are there, it’s okay?"

The man settled the boy in one sentence.

"You are too underestimating the three words of Song Changjing."

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In the lobby, Cui Minghuang sat back to the position and did not show his voice.

Liu Yuqiao stunned on the back of the chair, and his heart was full of sorrow: "Hey, is there a difference between the seven borders and the ninth environment?"

There are seven people in the Fenglei Park, each with seven things, and the relationship with Liu Yuqiao is good.

Cui Minghuang shook his head: "In the game of Go, the same is the national team of nine paragraphs, but also the strength and weakness, a big difference, not to mention Song Changjing is the strongest in the ninth."

Then Cui Minghuang looked to the woman named Chen, and asked: "Chen girl, are you okay?"

The woman is also a monk. Although she is pale, she still smiles calmly: "No problem."

Chen Songfeng seems to be more fearful than the relatives of this bureau.

Cui Minghuang sighed in the heart, Chen of Longwei County, I am afraid it is difficult to stand out in the next big mess.

Liu Weiqiao said: "A finger can be used to bounce my flying sword back to the acupoints, but it will not hurt me. It is really incredible."

Cui Minghuang joked: "Now I know that there are mountains outside the mountains, people on the people?"

Liu Weiqiao can't eat a dog, and he laughs sadly: "Is there someone on the side? Mr. Cui Da, you are not a gentleman!"

Cui Minghuang is crying and laughing, too lazy to ignore this monk.

Liu Yiqiao thought for a moment, and comforted the woman with a strange name, lest she couldn’t think about it for a moment, and she had to worry about the trouble of Song Changjing when she hit the stone, and the people in this room couldn’t eat it. Big sister, although I said that it is a long time for others to squander their own prestige, but when they meet Song Changjing, they bow their heads and take a step back. They are not shameful."

Chen Songfeng wants to stop.

But the woman snorted and said indifferently: "Song Changjing does have this qualification. I am not convinced, but my heart is unwilling."

Liu Yiqiao has no heart and no lungs: "In fact, I don't want to be reluctant to use it. Look at me. Now I am happy with the thief. Later, I will return to the wind and thunder garden. Ten years of cowhide can be blown. I even handed it over with the singer Song Changjing, even if only One trick, but my Liu Weiqiao was unscathed at the end! Of course, if I can really get the sword of the big scorpion, I will blow it for a hundred years!"

The woman's thoughts turned to other places.

She did not come to think of the boy sitting on the threshold, able to stop Song Changjing from killing the boy.

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Yang Jiapu's old shopkeeper returned to the town and went straight to the yard behind his shop. It was not too big, just enough for the three long-term workers to live in the store.

The treasurer pushed open the backyard and saw an old man sitting in a chair and banging his old dry tobacco pole. After the shopkeeper closed the door, he shouted the old Yangtou, and the old man quickly put down the old bamboo tobacco rod and poured it. Bowl of tea, smiled and asked: "The treasurer, someone is rushing to use medicine? Need me to touch the black mountain?"

The old shopkeeper looked at the old man who knocked on the age, shook his head, picked up the tea bowl, and sighed: "This time I saw the patient on the side of the teacher, a teenager named Liu, who gave a punch to the foreigner. I’m half-dead, I’m so sad, I’m thinking about sitting here and slowing down.”

The old Yangtou, whose face is wrinkled like the old bark, smiled and said: "The shopkeeper, just sitting, is not an outsider."

The treasurer suddenly remembered something. "Right, old Yangtou, a child you helped many years ago, is the mud bottle alley, the poor baby who gave her mother a medicine at a young age. Is he called Chen Pingan? ?"

Old Yangtou was a little surprised and nodded. "Yes, the child, his mother, finally left. If I remember correctly, I couldn’t get through that winter. After that, I have seen the child several times, not many times. That's it. I really couldn't stand it that year, and I gave the child a worthy earthenware. Hey, is this child hurting?"

The treasurer drank a cup of tea and smiled bitterly: "I just said that I didn't say it. The young man surnamed Liu. Old Yangtou, you are really, remember!"

Old Yangtou laughed and didn't care.

The old treasurer carefully asked tentatively: "Old Yangtou, do we want to do something on the shop?"

The old Yangtou picked up the old tobacco rod made of the small bamboo, and shook it. "The treasurer does not have to do it."

The old treasurer seems to have eaten a reassurance, nodded and said: "This is good, this is good. Old Yangtou, then you are busy with you, I am leaving."

Old Yangtou just had to stand up and send, the old treasurer quickly advised: "Do not send without sending."

After the old treasurer stepped down the steps, looking back, the old Yangtou was about to close the door. After he looked at him, he grinned and smiled. The old treasurer quickly turned around and left.

When the old treasurer took over the shop in the middle of the year, the father and the last words of his death on the sick bed were actually some weird words. "If the shop encounters something big, look for the old Yangtou and do what he said." In the words, it seems that your grandfather’s grandfather passed down. When you pass the shop to the next generation, don’t forget to say this, you must not forget it!”

The old treasurer nodded and agreed to come down, the old father swallowed the last breath, and closed his eyes.

The night is getting thicker.

The old Yangtou ignited an oil lamp.

Let’s talk about the dry smoke, and the old man thinks of some old things, which are all small things that are doomed to no one care.

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A ancestral home that has been handed down from generation to generation, packed up neatly, is not like the people in the mud bottle lane.

A honest and honest man’s family squatted at the gate of the hospital and looked at a clear and beautiful child. He smiled and said: "Son, after the end of the year, is it an adult?"

The child raised a hand and lived childishly: "Hey, I am five years old, it is an adult!"

The man smiled and was a little sad. "When you are not there, the mother will take care of you. Can you do it?"

The child immediately straightened his waist, "Can!"

The man smiled and stretched out a big hand full of old daddy, "catch."

The child quickly stretched out his little white hand and said happily: "The hook is not allowed to change for a hundred years!"

The two men pulled the little finger and hung their thumbs up.

After the man let go, he slowly stood up and turned his head and looked at the figure that was busy in the main house, and suddenly stepped away.

The child behind him shouted: "Hey, the sugar gourd is delicious."

The man’s lips trembled, turned his head and squeezed a smile. “Know it!”

The child is sensible and blinks. "Small is better."

The man quickly turned his head and did not dare to look at his son again. He continued to move forward and muttered: "Son, you are gone!"

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Yang Jiapu, a child who came to buy medicine every three and a half days, was pushed out of the shop by an impatient shopman. The young buddy shouted: "How many times have you told me? Broken silver, even medicine **** can not buy! How can you be so annoying, can block here for a long time, we are a drug shop, to do business, not a temple, no Buddha to worship you! If you are not looking at your age Laozi really wants to hit people, and it’s rolling!"

The child is clinging to the dry money bag, wanting to cry but always insisting on not crying, is still the set of words that have been repeated over and over again: "My mother is still waiting for me to take medicine, it has been a long time, my family really There is no money, but my mother is really very sick..."

The young buddy took a broom and made a hit.

The child standing outside the threshold was scared and squatted, his hands clasped his head, and the left hand still did not forget to hold the purse.

After a long time, the child looked up and found a long-haired grandfather standing there and looking at him.

The young shop buddy has already put down his broom and is busy with what he is doing.

The old man held out a hand. "Buying things for money, businessmen making money is a matter of righteousness. As for earning more and earning less, you have to look at your conscience, but there is no reason to lose money. So you give me the money bag, then I have received a few grains of silver. Today, your mother needs to cure the medicinal materials. I will pay you back, but you will have to pay back the money, and you will not owe it to the shop. Little guy, can you understand?"

The child blinked and understood, but still handed out the money bag.

In the end, the old man was struggling to squat on the counter before he could look at the little child who could barely see his head and asked, "Do you know how to take medicine?"

Little child chicken glutinous rice, "know!"

The old man frowned: "Do you know?"

The child only dared to nod lightly this time.

The young buddy smiled in the distance: "Let us master Liu went to a mud bottle lane at that time, and after teaching her mother, I taught the child once, but later I didn’t feel relieved, and I personally watched the child suffer, it was strange. The fart kid, there is nothing wrong with it. It’s what Master Liu said personally, it should be right.”

The old man waved to the child, "Go."

The child happily carried a large bag of medicinal herbs wrapped in butter paper and ran back to the mud bottle lane.

His mother lay on the wooden bed, and after the child broke into the house, he found that his mother was still sleeping, touched her forehead, found that it was not hot, relieved, and then the child quietly moved one of her mother’s hands back to the bedding. .

The child came to the stove outside the house and began to use the pots to pick up the medicine, and started to cook and cook with the gap.

The child needs to step on the small bench.

The child turned the spatula hard, and the hot water was so bad that he didn't forget to break it and said: "Be sure to burn well, be sure! Otherwise, the mother must have no appetite..."

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A child of five years old, carrying a basket almost bigger than others, went to the hill outside the town.

This is the second time the child has entered the mountain. The first Yang’s head of Yangjiapu took it, taking care of the child’s weak foot, so he walked very slowly, and the old man only taught the child to pick the herbs and baskets. It was also carried by the old man, so it was actually quite easy to go into the mountains. Today is not the same, the child is holding the scorching sun, carrying a basket of burning, and there is a burning sting in the back.

The child walked while crying and biting his teeth.

At that point, the child returned to Yangjiapu when it was dark, and there was only a thin layer of medicinal herbs in the basket.

Yang old man was furious.

The child said with a cry, his family is only a mother-in-law, afraid that his mother is hungry, or else there will not be only such a medicinal material, he can get up early into the mountains tomorrow morning.

The old man kept silent, turned and left, only to give him another chance.

Less than two months later, the child’s hands and feet were old.

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One day, a sudden heavy rain caused the child who had forgotten the time to pick up the medicine and was separated by the stream.

Looking at the raging flood, the child burst into tears in the heavy rain.

Finally, when the child couldn’t help but plan to jump into the stream.

At that time, Yang Laotou suddenly appeared on the other side, stepping across the creek in one step, and stepping back to the child.

The rain of the size of the soybeans lingered on the body, and the child was laughing very happy on the way down the mountain.

After the mountain, the old man said: "Small peace, you help me make a cigarette rod, I teach you how to climb a mountain and not tired."

The child reached out and wiped the rain, grinning and laughing: "Oh!"

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The child jumped back to Mud Lane, and today he picked up a very rare and precious herbal medicine, so Yang Jiapu gave more herbs to her mother.

The child who had not eaten for a day walked and suddenly felt a pain in his stomach.

At that moment, the child knew that he had eaten the wrong thing on the mountain.

The pain starts from the stomach, to the hands and feet, and finally to the head.

The child first carefully squatted down, took off the basket, and then took a deep breath, trying to suppress the pain.

But a burst of fire was hot, and it was cold and swaying. The child can only hurt in the end of the road to roll.

The child did not dare to scream out from start to finish.

No matter how the head bumped into the alley wall, the child did not shout at the end.

It’s too close to home.

The child is afraid of the mother who is lying in bed.

In that process, the child with blurred consciousness only felt the sound of his heart beating, like the sound of a drum in the ear, rumbling.

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Apricot flower alley, a child is not far from the candied fruit gourd stand, every time for a while, time is short, but let the stall owner remember the black face.

Finally, once, the man who sold the candied haws picked up a candied fruit gourd and smiled: "Give you, don't collect money."

The child quickly got up, shook his head, smiled and ran away.

After that, I never saw the child again.

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That winter.

The woman on the sickbed has been skinny and her face is dry and ugly.

The child who just prayed for the return from the dilapidated statue went to the side of the Xinghua Lane Iron Locking Well to pick up the water, came to the bed, sat on the small bench, and found that his mother woke up, and then softly asked: "Mother , is it better?"

The woman smiled hard: "It's much better. It doesn't hurt at all."

The child is happy, "Mother, ask the Bodhisattvas are useful!"

The woman nodded, trembled and held out a hand, and the child quickly grasped his mother's hand.

The woman leaned over in an extremely painful and painful manner, staring at her child's face. The woman who suffered from the painful illness suddenly burst into the glory of happiness. He whispered: "How can there be such a good child under the sun? How is it just me?" What about your son?"

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That winter, the woman still couldn’t get through the year, and couldn’t wait until her son posted the Spring Festival couplet and the door god, and died.

Before she closed her eyes, the town just snowed, and she let her son go out to see the snow.

The woman listened to her son's footsteps from the house, closed her eyes, and said with sincerity: "The broken pieces are broken and broken, the broken pieces are safe, my family is small and safe, old and old, old and old, old and peaceful. ......"

From that day on, Chen Pingan became an orphan.

It’s just a change from a child to a teenager.