Sword of Coming

Sitting next to Chen Pingan again, Zhu Lian put down the wine bottle that he had finished drinking unconsciously. Zhu Lian put his fists on his knees. The skinny old man looked a little sad.

These heartfelt words, Chen Ping'an, Sui Youyou, Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang said that the three of them would probably not be too caught up in it. Sui Youyou's sword was clear and focused on the sword, and Wei Xian was sitting on the dragon's throne against thousands of enemies on the battlefield. Lu Baixiang is also the founder of the demon sect in Ouhua Blessed Land. In fact, it would be... interesting to talk to Zhu Lian.

Zhu Lian seems to be heartless. All big and small things are just trivial matters and he never worries about me. But Zhu Lian was the one among the four who had seen the most various human beings in Lotus Flower Blessed Land.

Born in a wealthy family that has been passed down for generations, he knows the real taste of wealth in the world. He has seen emperors, generals, ministers and ministers at close range. He has been gifted in martial arts since he was a child. He has excelled in martial arts early, but he still follows the wishes of his family. , participated in the imperial examination, and easily won the top two places. It was an elder of his family and a central official who served as the seat teacher. He deliberately postponed Zhu Lian's ranking, otherwise he would be the second place instead of the number one scholar. At that time, Zhu Lian Zhu Lian was the most prestigious gentleman in the capital. A piece of calligraphy, an article, and a spring outing all moved the hearts of countless women from aristocratic families. As a result, Zhu Lian served as a noble Sandan official for several years, and then found a job. From the beginning, a person traveled thousands of miles to study. In fact, he just traveled around the mountains and rivers, patted his butt, and wandered around in the world.

Mixing things together, a dissolute and uninhibited nobleman inexplicably became the number one person in the world, and by the way became the obstacle that countless martial arts fairies and heroines in the world couldn't get over.

After that, various countries were fighting, and the mountains and rivers were broken. Zhu Lian withdrew from the world and returned to his family. He devoted himself to the battlefield and became a great Confucian general. During his six-year military career, Zhu Lian only relied on the art of war, not martial arts, to turn the tide and become a general. A collapsed building had been supported for many years, but it was just the general trend. Even if Zhu Lian devoted himself to assisting a prince for several years and personally presided over the government, he still could not change the ending of the country. After Zhu Lian finally settled the family, he returned to the world again. , always alone.

According to Zhu Lian's own statement, when he was in his forties or fifties, he was still handsome and suave, with the mellow taste of an old man, and he was still the "Zhu Lang" in the eyes of countless cardamom girls.

Chen Pingan said: "Next we will pass by a mansion where a female ghost sits, with a plaque saying 'High mountains and beautiful waters'. I plan to only take you with me, and let Shi Rou take Pei Qian, bypass the mountain and go directly to A place called Red Candle Town is waiting for us."

Zhu Lian was eager to give it a try and asked with a smile: "Well, the young master mentioned this before, but he didn't elaborate on it at the time. Now it seems that it is dangerous, but not a big danger?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "There was a wedding ghost living in that mansion. Baoping and the others were passing by me back then, and we had some festivals, so we wanted to get over it."

Zhu Lian suddenly said: "No wonder the young master has recently asked Shi Rou in detail about some of the natal spells of the ghosts and ghosts. He also walked around and wrote down so many yellow paper talismans just to refresh himself."

Chen Pingan suddenly raised his palm and said, "Shut up."

Zhu Lian was resentful. He was worthy of being his young master and he understood himself.

Last time I didn't ask the young master what the ghost in wedding clothes looked like, whether she was beautiful or ugly, whether she was fat or thin? Zhu Lian was itching all the time.

After all, in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, no beautiful female ghost who made her home in the tombs admired me. How could she miss it in the vast world?

However, the Water Goddess of the Baihu River was similar to Shi Rou. Neither the gods nor the female ghosts seemed to have any regard for him. Zhu Lian rubbed his chin and said angrily: "What the hell, the women here, whether they are ghosts or ghosts, Gods, all like to judge people by their appearance, don’t they?”

Chen Pingan picked up the sword gourd and said, "Take one."

Zhu Lian glanced at the jug at his feet and said with a grimace, "Master, my jug is empty."

Zhu Lian licked his face and rubbed his hands, "Master, don't worry about the old slave's drinking capacity. In Pei Qian's words, it doesn't matter! One more bottle will just quench his thirst, two bottles will make him slightly tipsy, three bottles will make him happy."

Chen Ping'an laughed, opened his mouth wide, shook his head, and made an inhaling motion, then turned his head and said with gloating: "Go and drink the northwest wind."

Zhu Lian held it in for a long time, intending to be a loyal minister who remonstrated to death, and refused to be a flattering and sycophant. He said with integrity: "Master, it is really difficult for me to flatter such an unfunny joke."

Chen Ping'an was slightly moved. He took out a pot of wine from something nearby, threw it to Zhu Lian, and asked, "Zhu Lian, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Zhu Lian took the wine and said without thinking: "Good man."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "This wine is not given to you for free."

Zhu Lian shook his head and said, "Even if I don't have this pot of wine, I still say this."

Chen Pingan said to himself: "I am a good person."

Zhu Lian laughed heartily, "Master, just think that I'm flattering you again, don't take it seriously. Drink, drink!"

An old man from a house full of bells and pans, and a young man with muddy legs in a back alley. In fact, neither of them cared about the distinction between master and servant, and they were drinking wine slowly by the cliff.

Zhu Lian wiped his mouth and suddenly said: "Master, will I sing you a hometown song?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhu Lian quickly took a sip of wine and moistened his throat, and then he began to hum and shake his head. It was the official talk of a long-dead imperial court in the land of lotus flowers.

Of course Chen Pingan didn't understand, but Zhu Lian hummed leisurely and intoxicatedly. Even if he didn't know the content, Chen Pingan still heard it with a unique charm.

After Zhu Lian finished singing a section, he asked: "Master, how are you doing?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Not bad, not bad."

Zhu Lian shook the jug with half a jug of wine left, "If the young master can reward me with another jug, I will sing it in Dali Mandarin."

Chen Pingan didn't say anything and threw a pot directly to Zhu Lian.

Zhu Lian put the pot of wine aside and hummed softly, "The lights on the spring night are like human eyes. I saw the lady unbuttoning her buttons, twirling the knots of her belt with her green onion fingers, her breasts as white as snow peaks, her belly soft, pitiful candlelight." Not visible, the back is smooth and the waist is cinched, with a big gourd hanging on it, little lady, thinking about the beloved man who has traveled far away and has not yet returned, her heart is like a deer, and her heart and soul are knotted... The lady twists her waist and looks back at the two pillows, covering her hands The child at the top of the mountain feels sad, since one moment is worth a thousand gold, who will earn ten thousand taels?"

Zhu Lian stopped and took a sip of wine, feeling quite happy.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is this the end?"

Zhu Lian was very surprised and said blankly: "Young Master has no idea of ​​hitting me?"

Chen Ping'an sneered and said: "I have seen the big world after traveling so many rivers and lakes. What does this mean? I used to take a Xianjia ferry on the Zulong River under the ground. Gods fight, haha."

This is called hindsight. In fact, it is all attributed to Zhu Lian, and of course the long history of the Ouhua Blessed Land.

Zhu Lian asked: "Can you tell me?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Okay, but give me back the bottle of wine first."

Zhu Lian hesitated for a moment and handed the wine bottle to Chen Ping'an.

After Chen Ping'an collected the items close to him, "It was really a heart-wrenching and brutal fight."

Zhu Lian waited for a long time, but did not wait for the next step, "No?"

Chen Ping'an stood up, "Otherwise?"

Zhu Lian quickly stood up and followed Chen Ping'an, "Master, give me back the wine! Just a few pitiful words, if they are said, they are not said, and they are not worth a bottle of wine!"

Chen Pingan ignored Zhu Lian.

On the plank road, a figure flipped over and walked upside down on the sky and earth piles.

Zhu Lian stood there, annoyed. Suddenly turning his head to look at Shi Rou who was sitting and forgetting to practice, Zhu Lian grinned.

Shi Rou opened his eyes and said angrily, "Get away!"

Zhu Lian raised his hand, picked up the orchid finger, and waved lightly at Shi Rou, "I hate it."

Shi Rou was so disgusted.

Suddenly, after a startling glance, she was stunned.

It turned out that Zhu Lian pressed a finger on his temple and made two movements, one to tear and one to wipe, pausing for a moment in the process.

The old man tugged at Shi Rou, then turned around, put his hands behind his back, hunched over slowly, and started walking alone in the night.

Only a skeletal and beautiful ghost from the past was left, who seemed to have seen a ghost.

Zhu Lian clicked his tongue in the distance: "What do you mean?"

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After walking on the plank road and crossing the border between Nanyuan Kingdom and Dali Dynasty, Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian were walking on the mountain road among majestic mountains.

Shi Rou has already taken Pei Qian on a detour along the Xiuhua River to Red Candle Town, where they will meet. It's just that Chen Ping'an asked Shi Rou to carry Pei Qian on his back so that he could use his magical powers, so as expected, Shi Rou and Pei Qian must have arrived at the Red Candle Town earlier.

Chen Ping'an smiled and talked about an old story. It was on this mountain road that he met three masters and apprentices. A lame young man was carrying a worn-out banner that said "Conquer demons and catch ghosts, eliminate demons and protect the Tao". As a result, they became brothers in trouble, and they were all captured by the ghost in wedding clothes and took away the mansion where countless red lanterns were hung. Fortunately, both parties were safe and sound in the end. When they parted, the shabby old Taoist priest also gave him a picture of Sou Shan passed down by his master. However, the three masters and apprentices passed by Longquan County, but they did not stay in the town. They stayed in Qilong Lane shop. Over there, they met Miss Ruan Xiu, and finally continued north to Lijing City, saying they wanted to try their luck there.

Deliberately choosing a twilight time to climb the mountain, after reaching the original section of the mountain path that was full of ghosts, Chen Pingan stopped and looked around, but there was nothing strange.

Chen Ping'an was carrying the sword fairy and the bamboo box on his back, feeling like he was half a scholar.

However, the ghost in the wedding dress was unmoved. This was normal. Back in the Fengxue Temple, the swords of Wei and Jin broke through the sky, and the heroic hero Xu Ruo appeared. The ghost in the wedding dress must have suffered a lot, and now she is no longer very Dare to indiscriminately kill passing scholars.

Chen Ping'an thought for a moment and said to Zhu Lian: "Go to a high place in the sky and see if you can see that mansion, but I guess it's unlikely. There will definitely be some way to hide it."

Zhu Lian rises from the ground and travels far and wide as a martial artist. This is how he can go to all directions in the world.

After a while, Zhu Lengluo returned to the path, shook his head and said: "It's true that I can't see it, and I have to waste two talismans, young master."

Chen Pingan smiled and took out two talismans, the Yang Qi Lantern Talisman and the Mountain and Water Barrier Breaking Talisman, and twisted them respectively. They were both drawn on the yellow paper from the pile of talisman papers given by Li Xisheng.

Pour the accumulated spiritual energy from the Qi Palace where the golden gallbladder is located in the body into one of the Yang Qi Lantern Talisman.

The flames were minimal.

Chen Ping'an climbed up to the branches of the forest, walked around in a circle, carefully observed the burning speed of the fingertip talisman and the size of the flames, and finally determined a general direction.

Just rely on the guidance of the lantern charm to find the mountain and water barrier of the mansion, just like an ordinary master walking at night with a lantern in his hand to illuminate the road.

Finally, Chen Pingan came to a mountain wall, and the flames suddenly exploded. Chen Pingan flicked his wrist, and the talisman of the Mountain and Water Barrier Breaking Talisman was filled with spiritual energy and shined brightly. Chen Pingan put the talisman against the mountain wall, and before his eyes The scene then changed drastically. The mountain wall melted quickly like snow meeting fire, and a palm-sized hole appeared. Through the hole, one could already see a gloomy valley path inside, with sinister energy constantly pouring out. out.

When the Mountain and Water Barrier Breaking Talisman was about to burn, the hole had become the size of a courtyard gate, and Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian stepped into it.

In the mountain col with towering ancient trees, Chen Ping'an still held the Yang Qi Lantern Talisman that still contained most of it, and swept forward with Zhu Lian.

Zhu Lian kept his feet on the ground and followed behind Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan did not elaborate on the grudge with the wedding ghost.

But Zhu Lian had never seen Chen Pingan's true persistence in a "little thing" before.

In order to meet the ghost of the married woman, Chen Pingan made many arrangements and tricks in advance. Zhu Lian and Chen Pingan had experienced the incident in Laolong City together, and felt that Chen Pingan was also very cautious at Chen Pingan, weighing every detail. But the two are similar, but not entirely. For example, Chen Pingan seems to have been waiting for this day for a long time. When this day comes, Chen Pingan's mentality is rather weird, just like... his Zhu Lian ape-shaped fist Fighting, every time there is a big battle, before taking action, you have to collapse and shrink down first, instead of the ordinary pure martial artist's high-spirited spirit and fist-intention pouring out.

The yang energy burning talisman burned faster, and when the last bit of ashes fell.

The two of them finally stood in a square. In front of them was the majestic mansion with a plaque like "Beautiful Water and High Wind" written by an immortal. There were two huge stone lions at the door.

Chen Pingan squinted his eyes and looked up at the plaque.

There was once a female ghost in a bright red wedding dress floating there.

She was infatuated, she was once a kind ghost, and she always had her own reasons.

It is said that there was a scholar who was walking at night and recited the poems of sages loudly on the mountain road to embolden himself, and she noticed it.

The scholar and the female ghost have different yin and yang, but they still love each other, and she still puts on the red wedding dress willingly.

Chen Pingan twitched his lips.

There is no difference between closeness and distance. This is what Chen Pingan said himself.

If you are unreasonable, you can live as you please. You can live your own life however you want. However, if one day you meet someone who is reasonable and has a harder fist than you, then you should cast a good child in your next life. This is also what Chen said. Talk about peace.

Chen Pingan just stood there.

Zhu Lian couldn't help but turn his head.

Even Zhu Lian, a warrior in the far-traveling realm, felt a strange aura from Chen Ping'an.

Is this the perfect atmosphere of the five realms of pure martial arts?

Like the bright moon rising into the sky.

But this is nothing. Compared with this kind of thing that still falls within the scope of martial arts, Zhu Lian was more shocked by the display of Chen Ping'an's mood and momentum.

The bright moon is like a dragon holding a pearl.