Sword of Coming

On February 2, the dragon raises its head.

Dou points to the east, Spica is first revealed, things change and spring comes back, which is a symbol of growth of all things. Birds and beasts grow horns, grass and trees grow armor, and spring plowing and farming begin.

The courts of various countries will meet today. The ministers of etiquette and military affairs will lead hundreds of officials to present agricultural books to the monarch of a country to show their roots. It means that "the major affairs of the country lie in sacrifice and military affairs", but "the foundation of a country lies in sacrifice and military affairs". Farmers in the fields."

The emperor hosted a banquet for the ministers, drank Yichun wine brewed by ancient methods, and presented knives, rulers and other objects from the manufacturing office, all made of white jade, to show that all the princes in Gonggun were gentlemen and must carefully decide and weigh state affairs. The queen is responsible for giving various amounts of "green bags" to all the royal ladies who enter the palace. They are all sewn by the queen's own hands, not by the hands of the palace maids. The green bags contain various grains and fruit seeds for them to They are given to relatives, friends and children in their respective families to pray for a good harvest and a good harvest in the new year. It also symbolizes the family of Zhongding and the scholarly family, and the warehouse is full of etiquette.

Nowadays, here in Huaihuang County, since ancient times, every household has the custom of eating a bowl of dragon beard noodles in the morning on February 2, and the pancakes on this day are also named "Dragon Scales". On this day, women in small towns and women who are about to get married need to stop needlework. According to the older generation, because this is the day when the dragon raises its head, if there is needlework, it may hurt the dragon's eyes and cause unhappiness.

In small towns, young and strong men and their children hold bamboo poles or wooden sticks together, knocking on the beams, beds, kitchens, etc., commonly known as shouting the dragon to awaken the spring, and saying some auspicious words and old sayings passed down from generation to generation, such as the warehouse is full like a mountain. , higher than the west mountain, the small warehouse is like water, staying in the family field. On Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, the words may be more refined, and the words spoken may have greater meanings. Most of them are about good weather, peace and prosperity, and avoidance of the five poisons of snakes and scorpions, so as not to cause harm.

In the past thirty or forty years, due to the appearance of a broom star in Mud Bottle Alley, festive words that were originally related to the word "peace" became a taboo, and no one was willing to mention it. Today, "blessing one's safety" has gradually become a very weighty and profound statement. There are even some wealthy families who moved from small towns to state cities. On this day, they deliberately ask their children to break a piece of porcelain and chant three times the word "broken peace" which is homophonic with "peaceful years" to seek good omens.

Women and girls at home would go to the iron lock well early in the morning to fetch water. Therefore, this day is also the day when Fulu Street and Taoye Lane meet the most people from other parts of the town. The former are mostly wealthy people. Groups of young men and young girls in brocade clothes gathered in groups. At dawn, they left their homes with lanterns in one hand and beautiful and exquisite celadon pots in the other. The two groups met in their respective streets. Two groups of young people each wrote a poem like this. Snake, draw water here and then return the same way, which is called attracting money and dragon to the door, and attracting good fortune and good fortune to return home.

Early that morning, at dawn, Chen Pingan took the boy in green, the girl in pink skirt, and millet grains down the mountain to the ancestral home in Muping Lane.

Everyone had their own division of labor. Chen Pingan first knocked the beams and beds with bamboo poles, and then took Chen Lingjun with him, each carrying a bucket, and went out to fetch water from the iron lock well. Nuanshu and millet grains stayed in the house and started the stove to light the fire. Cook noodles and pancakes.

Because the governor's office of Chuzhou recently issued an order, the Huaihuang County government posted a notice that on this day, the Tiezuo Well, which had been closed for a long time, allowed local people to carry water home.

Guo Zhujiu was catching up on her sleep recently, sleeping so darkly every day that Chen Pingan didn't call her. It wasn't sword practice or cultivation, she was really just sleeping.

Walking out of Mud Bottle Alley, Chen Lingjun shook the bucket in his hand and asked in a low voice: "Is it the master's intention to open the water wells? Did the master personally greet the county government and then the court approved it?"

The rules established by the Dali imperial court in the early years were extremely important, not to mention in Chuzhou, but also in the entire Aquarius Continent. No immortal master on the mountain dared to disobey them, let alone change the rules.

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I didn't mention it. I originally planned to find an opportunity this year to tell the court that the ban would be lifted next year, so it was probably Zhao Yao's suggestion. Over the years, he has been committed to restoring the old traditions of various places. If the big The Lisong family has not returned half of the mountains and rivers south of Dadu. Zhao Yao, who is serving as a minister in the Ministry of Justice, is even more busy. However, the Ministry of Revenue will definitely scold him as a prodigal who only knows how to show off, and the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites will also want to Scolded him for stretching his hand too far."

Chen Lingjun said in an old-fashioned way: "Isn't this just pragmatism? Dali officials value meritorious service so much, and one is more pragmatic than the other. It's normal for Zhao Yao to mess around like this. It's normal for him to be disliked."

I remember hearing something mentioned by the incense man who lit the incense on time. In recent years, the local chronicles of Dali prefectures and counties were included in the imperial court's local evaluation. It is said that it was the suggestion of Zhao Shilang of the Ministry of Punishment. The key is to collect the common sayings and dialects from various places. This has to be coordinated with the qi practitioners in each state. Each county is divided into two volumes, and the one collected in the capital is all filled with immortal energy. Therefore, there are complaints in the local area. They all feel that this is a waste of people and money, and it is a whitewashing of peace. .

Chen Pingan shook his head and smiled: "Long-term foresight, the conversion of virtual and real in it, is very knowledgeable, just like the conversion of gold and silver into copper coins, there is premium and loss, but if there is no smooth channel for 'circulation' between the two, , there will be a big problem. The Great Li Dynasty will become more and more like a powerful country with elite cavalry and strong soldiers and horses in the general sense, and gradually disappear into the crowd. It will no longer be the Aquarius Continent, or even the entire Haoran world, as the most powerful country. The special and most 'different' Dali, if senior brother Cui Chan is still in office, what Zhao Yao did today is actually what a national master of a country would do."

Chen Lingjun said honestly: "Master, I don't quite understand. Anyway, I think he is very knowledgeable. From this, it can be seen that Zhao Yao is still a guy with some real ability?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "He is really capable."

Otherwise, he would not be able to become Bai Ye's anonymous disciple. When Zhao Yao was young, he left his hometown and traveled across the sea. He accidentally stumbled onto an island isolated in the middle of nowhere, which was where Bai Ye practiced Taoism.

Later, Bai Ye rushed to Fuyaozhou alone and gave a broken fairy sword "Taibai" to four people, one of whom was Zhao Yao.

Chen Lingjun said with a bad smile: "According to the family background and seniority, Minister Zhao is called Master Uncle, right?"

Chen Pingan nodded and smiled: "That is necessary."

The current governor of Chuzhou, Wu Yuan, because he was once the disciple of his senior brother Cui Chan, when meeting Chen Ping'an, he would always call him his uncle.

There are actually several junior nephews like this in the capital, and without exception they all hold high positions and deserve to be important officials in the Great Li Temple.

In the small town, there are actually narrower roads than the Mud Bottle Alley, such as the current alley that takes a shortcut to Suolongjing. If a taller young man walks into it, the eaves are lower than the eyebrows. , you can only walk with your head down. If you raise your head, your forehead will touch the eaves. The alley is not long, and the two walls are almost pinched by each other, and you cannot stretch your arms. In the past, when Chen Pingan went to carry water from Suolongjing, he would pass by this place, which could save a lot of legwork. However, the light was dark and a bit seeping. People of his age in the small town did not dare to take this road. Chen Pingan was not afraid of this. Especially when it snows in winter, the dirt roads in the alleys freeze solid and form ice. Chen Ping'an puts the bucket on the ground at the entrance of the alley, pushes it forward gently, then takes a few steps back and moves forward. Running, then kneeling and sliding, people and buckets passed by one after another, and finally met at the other end of the alley. This was one of the few games that Chen Pingan had in his childhood and youth. This kind of solitary enjoyment meant that he had to be careful not to be caught by the hanging grass. Two rows of ice picks hit the eaves.

I took Chen Lingjun out of this dark alley with no name. There was a small well at the entrance of the alley, but the well mouth was small and the water was shallow. In the early years, three or four families nearby would carry water here early in the morning without having to walk far. It was sunny, but the water in the well was exhausted, and it was not Chen Ping'an's turn in Mubo Alley to come here to take advantage. He once carried water from the iron lock well and was scolded. He was mistaken for a water thief, so later Chen Ping'an When I read "The Suspicion of Plum Blossoms in the Melon Fields" in the book, I already understood the truth, but there was no one sentence in the book that explained the truth so clearly.

There used to be a vegetable garden next to the well, but the soil was poor and the vegetables grown were often short and thin and had an astringent taste. Now the vegetable garden has long been abandoned and is filled with dilapidated rubble piled up from all directions. It is overgrown with weeds, both gray and green. Color and color.

Chen Lingjun never paid attention to these market scenes. He didn't see much to see. He was walking forward. Suddenly he found that the master was stopping behind him and did not follow. Chen Lingjun turned around and looked. Chen Pingan quickly followed up and smiled casually. : "If I take care of this vegetable garden, the soil will be much better, and the vegetables grown will not be so astringent and taste much better."

Chen Lingjun laughed and said, "That's for sure. The master is hard-working. He became a kiln worker's apprentice, and he knows how to recognize the soil, fertilize it and cultivate it. The vegetables in the garden can't grow as tall as a man?"

After walking out for more than ten steps, Chen Lingjun was suddenly startled. The aftertaste was chewing out for him, and he cautiously turned his head to look at the master beside him.

Chen Ping'an smiled and touched the boy in Tsing Yi's head. "It's good that you know. Don't give me a few grains of millet. It's easy for everyone to know."

Chen Lingjun nodded vigorously and took the initiative to change the topic, "The guy who went fishing in Huanghu Mountain called himself Fu Hu, a native of Beijing. He is now the magistrate of Pingnan County. He also said that the master personally invited him to go fishing in Huanghu Mountain. This guy's surname is Fu. Yes, do you really know the master?"

A seventh-grade Sesame Officer was very courageous and dared to go fishing in Huanghu Mountain, but was caught by Chen Lingjun. Huanghu Mountain was once a dojo under the flood of water dragons. It is of course a geomantic treasure place. It is a place where fish and dragons hide, the smoke is deep and the clouds and water are dim. It is really a good place for fishing, but no outsider would dare to come here to fish.

Chen Ping'an hummed, "We know each other. We went fishing together in Pingnan County before. Magistrate Fu also gave me a few fish. He is a very talkative person and doesn't have any official air about him."

Fu Hu himself didn't know why he was able to be transferred out of the Capital Reporting Office, but there was such a shortage of county officials. Moreover, Pingnan County is located in Shang County of Chuzhou. It was obviously a sign that the imperial court wanted to reuse him. No wonder Fu Hu, who was used to working as an errand in Qingshui Yamen, was confused. However, Chen Pingan knew very well that they must have gotten along well with Lin Zhengcheng when they were officials in the same government office. Before Lin Zhengcheng was transferred out of Beijing to take charge of the Hongzhou Logging Institute, he helped Fu Hu and said a few good words, and the reason why Chen Pingan was He went to the river specifically to "block" Fu Hu, and he also wanted to borrow stones from other mountains to attack jade. Let's take a look at Fu Hu's character first.

Chen Lingjun said: "County Magistrate Fu is very formal in his speech. I can't catch him and often can't talk to him."

Previously, Chen Lingjun accompanied this young official from the capital and chatted for a few words, but they didn't agree with each other at all. Fu Hu said that, how could he know that the title of a marquis and the prime minister, the golden horse in the Yutang, must be high-spirited and beautiful. Who would have thought that Zhizhi, a minor official and a subordinate to the Prime Minister, probably had little talent and little learning, and was narrow-minded and timid. It is a pity that Brother Dafeng was not present at that time, otherwise Chen Lingjun would have asked Zheng Dafeng to take action to kill Fu Hu's academic spirit.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Fu Hu is more than enough to be an upright official."

Many noble sons from poor families work as farmhouse attendants in the morning and ascend to the emperor's hall in the evening, and then enter the official career as officials. The difficulty lies in the word wealth, and gold and silver treasures are piled up like a ghost gate.

The difficulty for a son of aristocratic family to be an official is that a well-fed man does not know the hunger of a hungry man. He is afraid that he has high vision but low hand, has great ambition and lacks talent, and neither understands nor cares about the sufferings of the people.

After walking through this shabby alley, the road becomes wider. The ancient locust tree from the past is still there. There are long wooden benches underneath and a few stone piers for people to rest and cool down in summer and bask in the sun in winter. In spring, sometimes There are green clothes gathered on the tree. The feathers of the birds are similar in color to the leaves, making it difficult to detect. When they make a chirping sound, people under the tree will look up and take a look. The naughty children will take out their slingshots. Gu Can is a master of this art, patient and good. He often returns to Mu Ping Alley with a long string. Other families use feather dusters and shuttlecocks, but Gu Can's family is different.

Although there was a notice posted at the government office, there were still not many people who came to fetch water from the iron lock well today. Most of them were old people. When they saw Chen Ping'an and the boy in Tsing Yi, their expressions were also reserved. In addition, they were not familiar with each other in their early years, so they seemed very nervous. They had nothing to say, and they didn’t dare to strike up a conversation easily. At this moment, the two local old men beside the well who had never moved out of the town deliberately stepped aside and let the rising star Chen Shanzhu carry water first. Chen Pingan smiled and shouted in the town dialect, Let them fetch water first. Anyway, according to the customs in their hometown, if they are not relatives with the same surname, they only need to call them according to their age. For example, if the old people are in their sixties and one generation higher than Chen Pingan, they can just call them uncle. , and Chen Lingjun has to call him grandpa in the dialect. If Chen Lingjun calls him grandpa, the boy in Tsing Yi has to call him "ma'am". But here in the small town, both men and women can call "ma'am", and it means "grandpa" or "grandma". mean.

After Chen Pingan left carrying water, the two old men whispered.

"This Chen Pingan must be forty years old, right?"

"Yes, he looks like he is in his thirties."

"Not long ago, I met Chen Dequan in Zhoucheng. He said that according to their Chen family tree, Chen Ping'an is three generations below him. Every time he sees him, he has to call her "ma'am."

The other old man turned around and spat hard, using the old saying that he was a loser.

Chen Lingjun listened in the distance and found it funny. Chen Lingjun not only understood the small town dialect here, but also spoke it just like the locals. When he said it, "losing the drum" meant almost as much as "losing face".

The biggest feature of small town dialect is that the vocabulary is almost all in flat tones, with few rises and falls. Although the outside world, like that of Huang Tingguo, often has different customs and different pronunciation, it is indeed rare to see the native accent like this in a small town.

Chen Ping'an never minded those elders' leisure time.

I just had no reason to think of the old Lotus Root Blessed Land. He often asked Pei Qian, who was eating and drinking, to go out to fetch water. It is estimated that every time he tasted the lazy black charcoal, he fetched at most half a bucket of water, maybe none, and then carried the bucket all the way. Ah, when we returned to Cao Qinglang's house, the well water in the wooden barrel had already bottomed out. When he entered the house, Pei Qian was very covert when he lifted the bucket with both hands, always turning sideways, just enough to prevent Chen Ping'an from seeing the bucket. The water level inside, she had to pretend to be very heavy, and when she staggered to the stove, she would secretly scoop up the water with a bucket, then stand on tiptoe, raise the bucket as high as possible, and then pour it into the water tank to make the sound of the water louder. , is he just a little self-taught actor?

On the way back, I saw an old man from a small town who was scattering ashes on the ground and walking away. As time passed, twenty years became a lifetime. It was almost thirty years before Lizhu Cave fell to the ground and opened its doors to the outside world. Now it has been almost thirty years. , so this scene is becoming less and less common. When Chen Lingjun first arrived in the town, he could often see the people in the town busy.

Chen Lingjun asked: "Master, why do we never spread ashes to attract dragons in our family?"

Ever since he came to Luopo Mountain, the master seems to have never done anything to attract dragons. On February 2nd, he just banged bamboo poles and ate noodles.

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "My family also had it when I was a child. Later, because I didn't know the details of the rules here, I had to cooperate with many old sayings to attract the dragon. I didn't understand anything, and I was afraid that if I messed up, I would violate taboos, so after thinking about it, I decided never mind."

In previous years, every February 2nd, the elderly people in each family were also busy, but they couldn't be busy. They were very particular. After dawn on February 2nd, when the sun was shining high, the light passed through the fence gate on the easternmost side of the town. You can spread ashes to attract the dragon, but if it is a rainy day, you can only wait patiently. If it is just cloudy and no rain, just choose the time. If it rains all day, you can only stare and wonder about the next step. The whole year will be filled with worries.

There are as many as five ways to attract dragons, and each household has a different number. Generally speaking, those with prosperous families will have many kinds of dragons, while poor families with little incense will have at most two types of dragons.

Carrying water home from an iron-locked well is one of them. People in small towns can do it from any door. Just carry water and pour it into your own water tank. It is the simplest way to lure the dragon. It is somewhat similar to the general outline of an article. In addition, there are several more ceremonial ways to attract the dragon, most of which are personally performed by elderly people in the family who are familiar with the customs. For example, in the past, we would choose an old locust tree or a big stone on the roadside near our home, surround it with stove ashes and spread a gray thread around it, and then let the youngest child in the family, regardless of gender, tie a copper coin with a red thread and place it in the circle. If the family is rich, tie a piece of gold and silver with a red rope, and the child is responsible for pulling the money home. When dragging copper coins, gold and silver, you need to open a hole in the circle, like a dragon spitting water, and water is wealth, which is equal to It opens up a way of bringing money into the home, then puts the copper coins into a celadon piggy bank, and then the head of the family is responsible for covering the porcelain jar with his own hands, so that the money comes into the home and is retained. With wealth, the whole family will naturally have no worries about food and drink in the new year.

In addition, there are also old people who mutter something and scatter vegetation and stove ashes in a horizontal line at the door of their homes to block the door to prevent disasters, or scatter them in the corners of the wall in the shape of dragons and snakes to block evil spirits. Or in the courtyard and drying field, grains and grains are first piled into a hill shape, and then ashes are spread to form a circle, like water surrounding a mountain, to wish for a good harvest today and a full warehouse. There are also some wealthy families with many fields in their families, who are even more particular. There is a saying that when Huang Yingqing is given away, two people are required. One person wears a bag filled with grass ash and scatters it all the way to the Longxu River outside the town, and the other person Using a bag of chaff to lure the dragon home not only means to lure the dragon home, but also means to send away the god of poverty and welcome the god of wealth at the same time.

If in the past, the master had given this explanation, Chen Lingjun would have just heard it, but it was different today. He quickly wanted to understand the real reason.

The master did not tell lies. When he was young, the master neither read books nor was anyone willing to teach him these skills. It is true that he did not understand the rules and taboos of attracting dragons, but the real reason was because the master at that time was in Maybe he is a taboo in his hometown town.

Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "Have you thought about the way out?"

Chen Lingjun asked in confusion: "What?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Fire burns grass and trees into ashes, raises mountains, draws water, ties trees, and pulls money. This involves the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The reason why every household has a different way of attracting dragons is that they need to cooperate with the five elements. If you are a numerologist, if you have a lot of people in your family, you can gather five kinds of ashes to attract the dragon, but if you have a few people, you can only choose two or three kinds.”

Chen Lingjun nodded and said, "That's what I meant. I've figured it out a long time ago. I thought I was going to say something mysterious."

A chestnut fell down, and Chen Lingjun, who had been prepared for it, quickly turned around.

It seems that in every rural village, there is a stupid fool who is not enlightened, and then Chen Lingjun is like the one who thinks there is no such thing, haha, is there, we don’t have it here.

Chen Ping'an walked back to Mubo Alley, passing by the Cao family's ancestral house, and then looked at the house next door to the left of his ancestral house, then walked into the courtyard, and poured water into the jar with Chen Lingjun.

Nuan Shu and Xiao Mi Li had already prepared bowls and chopsticks. They sat around the table together in the main room and ate the dragon's beard noodles that were supposed to be bland, but Nuan Shu specially brought some kinds of dried mountain vegetables that she picked and dried herself. Chen Ping'an and the others ate happily. Chen Lingjun, who was sitting at the door, finished a bowl. He coughed and tapped his chopsticks to indicate to some stupid girl that he had some eyesight. Chen Ping'an just pushed the empty bowl in his hand, and Chen Lingjun immediately stood up. , with a white bowl in one hand, asked the master to wait for a moment, then went to the kitchen to pick out some noodles.

Sitting down again, Chen Lingjun rolled up a large piece of noodles with chopsticks, blew a breath, and asked: "Master, Zheng Dafeng really wants to go to Xiandu Mountain."

Zheng Dafeng has just returned to Luopo Mountain and is about to leave. Chen Lingjun must be the most disappointed. It would be more exciting if he could chat with Dafeng brothers every day.

Chen Pingan said: "I will persuade him again."

Regardless of Zheng Dafeng's previous excuses, there was actually only one real reason, to make way for Xianwei.

Cui Dongshan's warm invitation just gave Zheng Dafeng an excuse to persuade Chen Pingan and Xianwei.

Chen Lingjun was relieved. The master was willing to personally intervene to retain him, and with his cooperation and encouragement, he must be somewhat sure of keeping brother Dafeng.

Chen Lingjun said vaguely: "Because we didn't know the exact time of the master's return to his hometown, Li Huai left the dragon boat ferry with fellow Taoist monks and went directly to the academy."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Li Huai and Nen Taoist had previously participated in the opening ceremony of the Huangliang Sect with Chen Lingjun and Guo Zhujiu, but they did not return to Niujiaodu together because Li Huai had to go to the Cliff Academy quickly and had a sage status. After all, it was different. Now Some college matters require his presence.

In addition, Chen Ping'an has already replied to Brother Mao and sent another letter to Li Huai, saying the same thing, that is, in the name of Shanya Academy, he invited the young Taoist to participate in the excavation of Tongye Island. After all, the young Taoist has a Li Huai's retinue concealed his identity on the mountain. Cliff Academy will not publicize this matter in a big way. The academy and the Confucian Temple will only record it secretly. Before Mao Xiaodong was promoted to the director of Liji Academy, he was the deputy head of Shanya Academy who had been in charge of specific affairs for many years. It was naturally more appropriate for him to discuss the matter with the academy than for Chen Pingan to speak. Mao Xiaodong was in the Confucian Temple Taoism. Within, it was tantamount to jumping up the ranks and serving as the second-in-command of a Confucian school, especially the Liji School. Shanya Academy and the Gao Dynasty of the Sui Dynasty were all related to Yourong. As for how Li Huai suddenly became a sage appointed by the Confucian Temple , it is estimated that the academy and the Gao family are still confused to this day. It is the kind of unexpected surprise that no one knows how to brag to the outside world. After all, one cannot be unconscionable and say that Li Huai of our academy reads poetry and books and is a professional. Are you waiting for a reading seed?

The Confucian gentlemen in the academy may have had the only impression of student Li Huai that he was still at the bottom of his class despite studying hard.

Chen Lingjun sighed sincerely: "They are all regarded as sages in the academy, and Li Huai is also a fool with stupid blessings. I have always been very accurate in reading people, but I made a mistake on Li Huai's side."

Nuanshu glanced at Chen Lingjun silently, Xiaomi Li sighed and shook his head.

Chen Lingjun just pretended not to see or hear, the two girls were in the movie, they had long hair but short knowledge, they knew nothing about a hammer.

I, the young man who controls the river, the little dragon king of the down-and-out mountain, have been through the winds and waves, and have traveled all over the world. Apart from my own master, who can be more experienced and understand the dangers of the world than me?

Chen Pingan laughed it off.

On the way to study together at Sui Shanya Academy, Li Huai once told Chen Ping'an an embarrassing incident. He said that he was naughty when he was a child. No matter what trouble he got into, his mother, who was always thunderous but not rainy, would only beat her. He was beaten once, and hard, until his butt was bruised and he was crying.

It turns out that Li Huai was once taken by his sister Li Liu to "lead the money dragon". He deliberately dragged the red threaded copper coins, and with a twist, the gray thread circle that Li Liu sprinkled was completely disrupted. He swaggered back home without knowing the importance of it. , treated it as a feat to show off to her parents, and the woman turned pale with fright on the spot. She first grabbed her daughter’s ears, and then pinched her daughter’s arm. The woman scolded her loudly, and complained hard that Li Liu, the elder sister, couldn’t do anything. If she doesn't stop Huaizi, the woman is not worried about wealth. Anyway, the family is so poor. Not to mention that they can't afford to worship the God of Wealth. It is estimated that even the God of Poverty doesn't care about staying in their house. She is just worried that Li Huai is like this. Doing it is a taboo. Li Huai is young and can't stand the strange sayings of some old people. Therefore, no matter how much the woman feels sorry for her son, she can't find the family law to serve her. She presses Li Huai on the bench and uses it as a feather duster. , in fact, it is just to show God that you have learned a lesson, so don’t be angry. But the woman was still worried. That was the only time she brought a gift to the backyard of Yang's shop, humbled herself, and asked her man's unreliable master for help. The old guy knew better, and maybe there was a way to remedy it. At least, Li Huai couldn't be implicated. After hearing about it, Old Yang, who was vomiting at the time, still had the same paralyzed expression on his face. He just said it was nothing, there was nothing taboo or taboo.

The woman became anxious when she heard it. Li Huai is not your biological grandson. You, an old and immortal thing, shouldn't take it seriously, right?

When he saw the woman, she was about to cry, make a fuss, and hang herself. The old man with a dark face had no choice but to put away his tobacco stick and tell her to stop making noise. If she continued to make noise, there would be trouble.

Although the woman was doubtful, she immediately shut up. Finally, the old man, who almost never leaves home except for going alone into the mountains to collect herbs throughout the year, rarely goes out with his cigarette stick tied around his waist.

Old Man Yang went to the side room filled with sundries and fetched a bag. The old man said expressionlessly, telling the woman not to follow.

The woman was not afraid of this heartless old immortal, but she was afraid of those illusory old rules, so she followed them honestly and did not follow them.

When Old Man Yang left the drug store, the woman asked her daughter Li Liu, who was traveling with him, to secretly take home the door-to-door gift she had placed on the counter in the front room of the drug store.

According to the woman's little plan, when she came to ask for help this time, she would not let the old man see the gift she had brought. When she went to the backyard of the medicine shop, if she could get something done, she would grit her teeth and give it to her. If it didn't work, she would give it to him. The old guy still has the nerve to accept gifts? Now looking at the old man's appearance and posture when he goes out, he is probably very sure. Since they are all half family members and it is not a holiday today, what kind of gift should he give.

After clearing away the dishes, Chen Pingan took them to Qilong Lane.

Over in Chuzhou, I think the business of the hair-shaving shop is the best today. When children are taken by their elders to get haircuts, they also call it a "happy head" shave.

However, this is a custom that exists everywhere outside. In fact, this was not the case in this small town in the early years. For example, Hongzhu Town is the place where three rivers converge. There is a custom of setting off dragon boats in the early morning and setting off dragon lanterns at night. The former is to invite the dragon to raise its head and come out of the water to protect the boat owners and merchants who use the waterway to sail safely and calmly throughout the year. The latter is a trend brought about by those lowly boat owners. They are the remnants of the old Shenshui Kingdom. They are sinners who have not yet been pardoned by the court. They have gathered in a river bend for generations and are not allowed to go ashore, so tonight we will use A dragon boat made of reeds and sorghum stalks is placed with an oil bowl, a candle is lit, and it is placed in the river bend and flows downstream with the water, which means that the dragon illuminates the night path in the water. Nowadays, in Chuzhou City, which is in the same city as the state capital, the custom of setting up dragon boats and setting off lanterns has followed.

Chen Lingjun curled his lips and said: "Brother Jia is a very busy man now. He is the second manager. He is homeless all year round and wanders around in the sky. If he continues like this, if he makes a few more new friends, he will probably deny me this trouble. Brothers."

"Master Jia is a very nostalgic person."

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Cui Dongshan plans to draw Taoist Master Jia Lao to the Qingping Sword Sect and join the Zhanglu Genealogy lineage. He will be responsible for teaching his disciples the worldliness and worldliness of those who travel abroad."

When Chen Lingjun heard this, he immediately became anxious and felt that he had to risk his life to remonstrate with his master, "Master, Brother Jia can't be poached by the big white goose! The big white goose is endless and lawless! You have to take care of it, really. Knock, knock, knock! Besides, if Brother Jia goes there to change the genealogy, Zhao Denggao and Jiu'er are not allowed to go with him. Our Luopo Mountain is the Shangzong after all, and now the number of members of the genealogy has been lost to that of the lower sect. Cut it off, sir, I agreed in advance. I am not trying to judge others by myself. I just feel that with the virtue of the big white goose, if I bring the lower sect to our upper sect to participate in discussions, I will definitely bring many people with me on purpose. When you go to Jise Peak, you have to show off with us."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "It's something Cui Dongshan can do."

Chen Lingjun said: "If such a day comes, I will definitely be very angry anyway."

Chen Pingan turned to look at Nuanshu and Xiaomili, and asked with a smile: "What do you think?"

Xiaomi Li frowned. She didn't bring her hiking pole or golden pole with her when she went down the mountain today. She tugged on the rope that was used to carry the bread across her body, nodded and shook her head, "Not as angry as Jing Qing, right?"

You must be angry when you are angry.

Nuan Shu said softly: "Master, our mountain is much deserted now."

Listen, let's.

Chen Lingjun gave a thumbs up, it was rare for a stupid girl to say something smart.

It was like holding an internal meeting at the Patriarch Hall on the hilltop. Seeing that the three of them were in agreement, Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Don't worry, I've got it figured out."

When I came to Qilong Lane, I walked down the steps and went to the Caotou Shop first. The girl Cui Huahua left here and boarded the Feng Yuan Ferry. She soon became a member of Qingping Sword Sect's genealogy.

Only Zhao Denggao and Tian Jiuer were left as shop assistants. When they saw the mountain master coming, they were from the same family and more like brother and sister. They both saluted Chen Pingan immediately. Chen Pingan looked at Jiuer's face and felt relieved. , nodded, chatted with them for a few words, looked through the account books symbolically, went through the motions, and then went to the New Year's shop next door. The white-haired boy had already moved to the sword worship platform. In addition to teaching Taoism to his disciple Yao Xiaoyan, Now he has an additional identity as a genealogy compiler. Every day he goes to the gate of Luolu Mountain and waits for guests to come to the door and record them in the book.

In terms of maintaining the old customs of the town and introducing new customs, Jia Lao Shenxian of Qilong Lane has made great contributions and made great contributions.

In the past few years, at weddings and funerals in the small town, regardless of whether he was rich or poor, as long as a neighbor invited him, Jia Lao Shenxian would almost always come to help. From beginning to end, everything was very organized. As time went by, a Taoist priest named Jia came out of Qilong Lane. The old immortal master's reputation is getting bigger and bigger. Even in the city, they like to call the old immortal Jia to come over to hold the place and organize various weddings and weddings. Whether or not the old immortal Jia comes to visit has become a competition for family reputation in the city. It is a benchmark, not to mention that Jia Lao Shenxian does not seek wealth. He is from a wealthy family with a good financial background. He gives a big red envelope and accepts it without fail. In a poor and impoverished family, the old Shenxian only eats a meal and drinks a small drink, and never says a word. After complaining, if the old god is invited again, he will still be willing to come.

In recent years, the town has seen a lot of elderly people walking around on the first day of the first lunar month, so when to set off firecrackers and the specific time to set off the firecrackers is also a question that Jia Lao Shenxian often gets asked on the eve of New Year’s Eve when he goes from door to door asking about dinner. There are even people from the city who come to Qilong Lane in the town during the New Year season to consult with the old gods on this matter, so as not to miss the auspicious time to welcome the new year.

It was Jia Lao Shenxian’s explanation and leadership that led to a new custom in Huaihuang County and Chuzhou City in recent years, because it was discovered that February 2 was the birthday of the Earth God. According to the old deity, there were rumors in other places that Folks have long had the custom of offering sacrifices to communities. In the minds of the common people, although the gods of various mountains and rivers and the gods of states, counties and cities have great magical powers and protect a local customs, their tempers are inevitably good and bad. Moreover, the temples are often deep, and the tall and majestic golden statues enshrined in the halls are easy to let go. People are afraid of him, so the Tugong, who is a god of good fortune but has the lowest official rank, is the most popular and people-friendly official for the common people. Because earth temples are often mixed with residential buildings, some "earth temples" are even just stone statues carved on the roadside. Therefore, under the leadership of Jia Lao Shenxian, every household who believed in this developed the habit of "warming the longevity" of the Earth God on this day. They bought clothes, carriages and houses with paper money, and carried them to the Earth Temple to burn incense and offer sacrifices. Beating gongs and drums, setting off firecrackers, it was very lively.

At the New Year's Eve shop, I found that Shi Rou and Zhou Junchen were also eating dragon beard noodles, and it was the little mute who was cooking. Shi Rou invited him to sit down, and Chen Pingan was not polite, so he ate an extra bowl.

Returning to Luolu Mountain, everyone went about their business. Nuanshu wanted to sweep the courtyard, and Xiaomili and Jingqing wanted to patrol the mountain. Chen Pingan only saw Xianwei sitting on the bamboo chair at the door, saying that Brother Dafeng hadn't gotten up yet. Chen Pingan So he went to the house and knocked on the door. The sleepy man opened the door, bent down and pulled his boots, and complained to the mountain owner, saying that he finally had a good dream, and it was hard to say whether it would be continued tonight.

Chen Ping'an took Zheng Dafeng to climb the mountain together to the top of the mountain. Because Jiling Peak was higher than Tiandu Peak, leaning on the railing, he could see the small town with smoke curling up from the east.

Chen Ping'an and Zheng Dafeng looked at the town together.

One of them was looking at the old school in the small town, and the other was looking at the backyard of Yang's drug store.

Zheng Dafeng tugged on his collar and sighed softly.

Where the world is sad, there is a pavilion to see off guests.

Nowadays, there are not many acquaintances in the town, and even Huang Erniang's wine shop has moved to the state capital, probably for her son's education, so that he can take part in the imperial examination and be named on the gold list.

Zheng Dafeng asked: "I heard that you plan to be a teacher who opens an elementary school?"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "We have found a good place, and now we even have a backer."

Zheng Dafeng asked curiously: "Backer? Who is this person?"

Chen Ping'an said: "On the border of Yunzhou in the south of Hongzhou, the water god Gao Niang has just moved there from the Jixiang Temple in the upper reaches of the Baihu River."

Zheng Dafeng burst into laughter. He had heard of the great name of this River God, and it was like thunder to his ears. He was a man of steel and righteousness. He would die as a fellow Taoist but not as a poor Taoist.

However, Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin. He heard that the Water Goddess on the Baihu River downstream of the Tieguan River had the nickname "Canna" on that mountain, and she had long admired her.

Chen Ping'an said: "The group of tutors hired by the Chen family in Longwei Xi will soon leave Huaihuang County. In the future, the tutors of the school can only be appointed through the county teaching edict."

Zheng Dafeng leaned against the railing and said lazily: "To be honest, if I were one of those scholars who are famous all over the country, I would feel aggrieved if I came here to teach Mongolian writing to a bunch of children. That is Longwei Creek. Chen’s price is high enough. In addition to a large salary every month, the rare books collected by Chen’s family are given away every year. Otherwise, who would be willing to come here? It is indeed overqualified and underutilized. The key is that after so many years of teaching and teaching, the teachings have been I have tried to teach him, but I have never been able to teach him a Jinshi master."

It is estimated that the Chen family of Longwei Xi worked so hard. In addition to being optimistic about the Dali imperial court and having to show goodwill to the Song family of Dali, he also had a selfish intention and was lucky. He hoped that there would be a few people like Chen Ping'an and Chen Ping'an in his school. Figures like Ma Kuxuan and Zhao Yao. Even if there are not two people, as long as there is such a person with similar circumstances and achievements, Longweixi Chen will be considered profitable.

You must know that an old master in the new school was a very famous literary leader of several countries in the central Aquarius continent in the past. This old master, who was poor in scriptures, spent seven years and finally wrote a famous book with commentaries. It was carved when it was one year old, in the first month of spring, when the star of virtue appeared in the night sky, shining brighter than before, so that it could be seen in the daytime. This is not a rumor spread by false rumors, but a fact that is obvious to all.

According to folklore, Emperor Wenchang was responsible for the foundation of civil, military, imperial, and imperial examinations in the world. In some local counties and counties where there is insufficient cultural and educational foundation, let alone a scholar who passes the Jinshi examination, if a scholar succeeds in the examination, he will be regarded as the reincarnation of Wen Changxing.

Tomorrow, the third day of February, is said to be the birthday of Lord Wenchang. Therefore, it is not only the foot of Haoran Jiuzhou Mountain, the former Lizhu Cave Sky, the old school in the small town, but also the Chen family's birthplace in Longwei River. According to custom, Xinxiang private schools founded by wealthy people all accept Mengtong students on this day, which has a beautiful meaning and hopes that those who are interested in reading can take the lead.

It’s just that the Confucian gentlemen in the school now have some new red tape rules. The teaching gentlemen wear crowns and dark red clothes, and take the Meng boys who have just entered school to walk to the Confucian Temple outside the town. First, go Worshiping the hanging statue of the most holy teacher, he was then led to a room by the temple's Zhu. The pen and ink had been prepared long ago, but it was not black ink, but made from ground cinnabar given by the government office. The children lined up. Standing still, the master touched the spots between their eyebrows one by one.

Returning to the school, the first character that the teacher taught the children, the so-called "kaihong", the first word to write on the first day of school, was the word "人".

It's just that compared to the past, there are many new etiquettes in the school, but one old thing is missing.

In the past, after Meng Tong started writing the word "人", he would leave the school under the leadership of Mr. Qi, go to the old locust tree together, set up a ladder, and hang red cloth with different wishes written on the tree. . Even if it is some tacky content such as making a lot of money, or having a good harvest and prosperous livestock, most of them are the sayings taught to the children by the elders who entered the school. Mr. Qi will meticulously write down the wishes on the long red cloth. Then tie it with a red rope and hang it on the old locust tree branch.

Every time the wind blows and the red cloth flutters, there is a slight rustling sound, and the good wishes from the Meng children are echoed one by one.

Maybe it will come true that year, maybe next year.

Before Mr. Qi, and after Mr. Qi, there was no such custom.

In this world, no matter how high your spiritual realm is, you are not a god in the end. Therefore, no one dares to say that there are four lives and six paths, the three realms and ten directions.

Zheng Dafeng looked towards the main street of the town and sighed, "That old locust tree should not be cut down. Otherwise, our state boundary will still be a natural cornucopia for a long time. Even if it fell to the ground and took root, it will never be cut down." Dongtian has been downgraded to a blessed land. As long as the locust trees are still there, Wuling County in the Qingming world, whether now or in the future, will not be able to compare with this place in terms of "outstanding people and places". Mr. Qi will not stop it, and neither will the master. I'm confused, what are you thinking, are you just letting Cui Han do the business of fishing in the lake and burning the forest for hunting?"

Chen Ping'an said: "It may be an ancient 'sacrifice' of the next best quality."

Zheng Dafeng said: "So I advise you not to be a national advisor. It is easy to board the ship and enter the situation, and it is difficult to escape from the situation."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then I advise you to stay in Luopo Mountain. When you get to Xiandu Mountain, Cui Dongshan will definitely call you. Don't listen to what he said before, as long as you go there, he will have The method will keep you busy with this and that."

Zheng Dafeng sneered, "A real man has clear grievances, especially when he is a brother. We agreed that we would just go there to look after the door. Cui Dongshan can't even think about asking me to work hard."

Many of this man's words were borrowed by Zhu Lian and Chen Lingjun, such as whoever deceives my heart, I will take his body. Whoever cheats me of money, I will chop off his head.

It's no wonder that Wei Bo admires Zheng Dafeng. Apart from his not-so-upright appearance, he has no shortcomings.

Chen Pingan said: "Seriously, you don't need to go to Tongyezhou."

"Okay, stop trying to persuade me. If you are the leader of Island Liu with a chelicerae back, if you try to persuade me to stay, I will stay. You are just a big man. If you don't bother me, I will be tired of you even if you don't bother me."

After Zheng Dafeng joked, he was silent for a moment, shook his head and said seriously: "If Taoist Master Xianwei is not a gatekeeper, even if he becomes a genealogical monk in Luoluo Mountain, the fire will still be wrong."

Chen Ping'an could endure not to admit the immortal captain into his family, and always placed the immortal captain at the "foot of the mountain" instead of the mountain, which meant that they only got along with each other as Taoist friends.

The preface of the previous manuscript started with the words "Taoist Immortal Captain". In Zheng Dafeng's opinion, it was actually more thrilling than the content that followed.

Zheng Dafeng is so fearless, to put it bluntly, when he saw the opening four words, his scalp went numb on the spot, which means he is not a Qi practitioner, otherwise his Taoist mind will be unstable.

Chen Ping'an said: "Then I have agreed with Cui Dongshan in advance that you will just be a guest."

Zheng Dafeng suddenly turned his head, stared at Chen Pingan, and asked in a deep voice: "Chen Pingan, what's the matter with you?"

Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly and said, "It's hard to describe in one sentence."

Because Zheng Dafeng had just keenly noticed a subtle oddity, Chen Ping'an frowned from time to time when he looked at the old school in the small town, with mixed emotions, but the only emotion Chen Ping'an should not lack was sadness. Zheng Dafeng is no better than ordinary people, and even in some things, he can understand the truth better than an Ascension Realm monk like Xiao Mo, so he can sense something is wrong in an instant.

The seven emotions and six desires of human beings can be divided by later generations of monks, just like the "well field system" implemented in ancient times, which intertwined and divided the hearts of monks into pieces through roads and canals. In fact, in later generations, the fairy mansion on the mountain, the houses at the foot of the mountain, the city in the city, the geographical mountains and water, land and sea, and the four seasons of the year are further subdivided into twenty-four solar terms. In a broad sense, it is not Do this?

What the Qi practitioners do is equivalent to making the most direct and thorough gathering and differentiation of the overgrown emotions. Only then can we have the true meaning of "the heart is the divine master of all bones", and then lay the foundation of "the human soul is the master of all things". The fact that the heart governs all the bones has become a consensus in the world. The Qi practitioners should peel off the emotions that delay the cultivation of the mind. Because the wasteland has been turned into fields, the Qi practitioners can only stay in the key "cave". With intensive cultivation, it will be much simpler to distinguish rice from barnyard grass. In the end, this move was used as a shortcut to overcome many obstacles and realize immortality. In ancient times, if the immortals in the world wanted to maintain their true nature, they could peel off the cocoons of various emotions and put them back together, but they were just like sweeping the floor at first. , and then pour the fallen leaf dust into the house, and will not sweep it out and throw it away, because it can be used as ballast stone to travel in the long river of time.

Zheng Dafeng had doubts about many problems when he was young, and went to seek explanations in every possible way when he was young. He still had a partial understanding of them when he was in his prime. But compared with any local native of the small town, even those on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane were included. As a Qi practitioner, Zheng Dafeng can be regarded as a "spiritual inner show". Just talking about playing Go, Zheng Dafeng's chess ability is even better than that of Zhu Lian and Wei Bo. Although this is related to Zhu Lian only treating opponents as a trivial matter and never wanting to pay more attention to it, but changing the so-called national player's chess to Zhao , go and have a look with the old chef?

Zheng Dafeng said helplessly: "Do you like to ask for trouble so much? It's true that a person's temperament is easy to change and hard to change. I'll accept you. If I were to change someone else, I would say that a dog can't change and eat shit. It deserves to be hard work and energy-consuming. Anyway, it is It’s your own fault and you can’t blame others.”

Chen Ping'an should have separated out several emotions. As for the specific ones and their intentions, Zheng Dafeng didn't ask much.

Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite. When a person closes his heart, it is like seclusion, isolating the world.

No wonder Chen Ping'an is still stuck in the Nascent Soul realm.

Chen Ping'an put his hands against each other's palms, rubbed them gently, and said with a smile: "My path of cultivation is of course a bit wild, but the taste is very good, and it is not just a mediocre person looking for trouble. As for how to get back to it, Sweetness is not enough for outsiders."

Good times are like flying birds, turning back the palm becomes a story.

Zheng Dafeng smiled mischievously and said: "I heard from Wei Bo that Gao Jun visited the offices of the Tiger Mansion in Piyun Mountain and suddenly changed his mind and planned to stay here for a few more days."

Chen Pingan said: "The quilt is of no use. She is a woman and would be willing to live with you and Xianwei. What are you thinking?"

Gao Jun did not want to leave, and made up his mind to observe more of the vast world outside the blessed land.

It seems to be similar to when Pei Qian went to school in the countryside, how many days can he delay.

I heard from the old cook that the first time Pei Qian went down the mountain to go to school in a small town, he actually spent a day playing wildly outside, and then pretended to limp back to Luolu Mountain, saying that he had a sprained foot.

If Zhu Lian hadn't used his trump card and said he wanted to tip off her master, Pei Qian would have been able to wait a long time before going to school.

Even so, even if Pei Qian reluctantly went to school, in the first few days, Zhu Lian, one old and one young, fought with wits to prevent Pei Qian from skipping class.

The mountains are stretching, with pink willows and red willows. Mountain visitors look at the feet of clouds, and children sweep away fallen flowers.

Over there in the town, the spring sun was shining brightly, and swallows were carrying mud in their mouths, going back and forth between the fields and houses.

Chen Ping'an said in his heart: "If your senior brother is the same person, then according to the records of the summer palace, his real name is Yan Guo."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "How come Senior Brother Xie has such a surname and such a name."

Yan is a small bird, but according to the ancient seal script character "Yan", from "bird" to "yi", it is the giant spirit of heaven and earth.

Zheng Dafeng turned around, leaned against the railing, looked at the mountaintop pavilion that was originally the mountain temple, and said, "I heard that Lin Shouyi is in retreat?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "Before the retreat, Lin Shouyi sent a secret letter. The letter actually only said one sentence, 'You can go to the logging institute to pay New Year's greetings in the first month of next year.'"

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "Then you are relieved. This friend will not break up just because of the grudges between his parents."

Chen Ping'an took out two bottles of wine from his sleeves and handed one to Zheng Dafeng, "It's no exaggeration to say that I feel relieved."

The reason why he didn't go to pay New Year's greetings was of course not because he was afraid of being rejected, but Chen Pingan always felt that in Lin Shouyi's style, saying "yes" in the letter was a hint of "no need".

After all, although Lin Shouyi has been thoughtful since he was a child, he is not the kind of person who likes to beat around the bush. He either doesn't speak, and when he speaks, he will get straight to the point.

Therefore, according to Lin Shouyi's usual style, if he really wanted to go to his father to pay New Year's greetings by himself, he would probably use the word "must" in the letter.

In addition, thinking that with Lin Shouyi's Taoist qualifications, it was very likely that he would be released from seclusion in the first month, Chen Ping'an wrote back to ask about it then, but he never thought that Lin Shouyi had not yet come out of seclusion.

Zheng Dafeng didn't drink, he just shook the flask and suddenly said something that made Chen Ping'an stunned.

"Then do you know that Lin Shouyi was actually that one?"

Chen Pingan took a sip of wine.

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "Do you think Li Huai looks more like him?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, "On the contrary, I felt that Li Huai was the most unlikeable from the beginning."

"It shows that you understood that old man better than me a long time ago."

Zheng Dafeng nodded, "Master doesn't want Li Huai to be anything. He just thinks that this little brat will have a carefree life. He only needs to have an idea occasionally and live a stable life."

"Don't think that you have robbed anything. Lin Shouyi failed to hold on to this one in the end. For him, this is the best fate. Otherwise, he would have been eaten by someone who ascended to the sky. If you don't believe it, you can find a chance to find Lin Shouyi and ask him in person. The answer he gave must be calm and firm in Taoism. I think Lin Shouyi has been a 'Taoist' and a 'scholar' since he was a child. , so future achievements will be very high.”

"Anyway, looking back from the results, Cui Han must have been the first person to notice the slightest clue through the natal porcelain, so he immediately rushed to Lizhu Cave and personally gave Lin Shouyi such a name, and then invited just Lin Zhengcheng, one of the assistant officers of the Kiln Supervisor, served as the inspector. Of course, Lin Shou had the upper hand in this kind of thing since he was born. It is absolutely impossible to rely on external force and manpower. It can only be done through repeated additions and subtractions inside Lizhu Cave. , in this life, Lin Shouyi relied entirely on his accumulated skills in previous lives and reincarnations to get such a good child. Therefore, he and you are two extremes. After seeing the long river of time in Lizhu Cave, you Chen Ping'an, and many ordinary people born in small towns, are relatively unremarkable, especially when your natal porcelain is inspected and found to have the qualifications of an earthly immortal, and then it is broken into pieces. Not to mention you. Master was determined on this matter back then. To be precise, Master probably treated you as a 'person' early on."

"But Cui Chan's mind was treacherous, and he deliberately used the name 'Lin Shouyi' to mess up the secrets of heaven. Not only me, but Master and the others did not understand Cui Chan's intentions. Before I went to the colorful world, I talked about this matter with Master alone, and Master shook his head and said he couldn't see clearly. From the beginning to the end, I didn't know what Cui Han hoped that Lin Shouyi, who had a prototype of "One" early on, would become that person in the future. First, I still don’t want him to have such a good fortune. Chen Ping’an, you should have heard the old saying. If a person is roughly sure that he will have a good fortune, don’t let others tell his fortune. The fortune will get worse and worse. But let’s say Cui Chang just named "Lin Shouyi" to determine whether his original intention was to facilitate or hinder him. There seemed to be no answer. He always felt that no matter how he guessed, the results would be the opposite. But if he guessed first and then felt that the answer was the opposite. It’s a mistake but maybe this is Cui Chan’s real strength.”

"In the past, everyone in the Lizhu Cave Heaven was one. The flow of luck had nothing to do with good or evil. It had nothing to do with whether one was a Taoist or not. It only depended on the mutual recognition and denial between people. Who recognized whom? , whoever is recognized will gain a few points, and whoever is denied will lose a few points. In this way, whether you look at it from the surface, or look at the human heart from the perspective of a monk on the mountain, you, the broom star of Mud Bottle Lane, are Isn't it the last thing to be one? Chen Ping'an, you are wrong, very wrong, because you still don't know enough about the true situation deep in the heart of the human heart. The real likes and dislikes are actually never on the face, not even in our 'hearts' , as for where it exists, this question is very far-reaching, such as where the voice of the heart comes from, who speaks the voice of the heart, the relationship between people and memory, who is pulling the thoughts, and whether the souls of all living beings originate from a common body of water. Issues like this are more complicated.”

Zheng Dafeng's mouth went dry as he spoke, so he opened the flask, raised his head to drink, wiped his mouth, and couldn't help but laughed angrily: "Send me away with Dong Shuijing's glutinous rice wine?!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "If you stay in Luopo Mountain, even if I rob it, I will get you a few jars of Baihua Brew."

Zheng Dafeng's eyes lit up, he clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "The ancient tribute Baihua Brewing from Baihua Blessed Land?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Know the goods!"

Zheng Dafeng said: "Didn't they say that brewing has stopped a long time ago? It seems that it is not that difficult."

Chen Pingan, who put the word "sincerity" at the forefront, said categorically: "Otherwise, how can I show my sincerity?!"