Sword of Coming

After Xun Yuan quietly left Shujian Lake, he went directly to the sea instead of going to the southernmost Old Dragon City to ride the wind and sail across the sea to return to Tongyezhou.

Liu Zhimao and the owner of Lisu Island visited Gongliu Island together.

Both of them stopped on the lake thousands of feet away from the island.

Liu Laocheng only saw the latter and told the former to get lost.

In the high-rise building of Chishui City, Cui Dongshan laughed and rolled on the ground.

After he was happy, Cui Dongshan frowned again. He lay on the ground and "crawled" to the edge of the golden thunder pond, sighing, really tying himself up in a cocoon.

You have to find some fun to relieve your boredom.

Cui Dongshan sat up, threw the chess pieces on the chessboard, and concluded the coffin to calculate how favorably the people his husband met initially had a favorable impression of him.

Qi Jingchun. Cui Dongshan threw ten chess pieces on the chessboard, then rolled his eyes and said, "As long as you have good taste, that's fine."

Then wave your sleeves to push the chess pieces off the board.

Sword Spirit. Cui Dongshan didn't lose any of them, rolled his eyes again, and muttered: "You Qi Jingchun is the best, okay?"

Only six of them were thrown away.

Then he brushed the chess pieces off the chessboard.

Old Man Yang. One.

A Liang. Five.

Cui Dongshan thought for a while, "When we get to Hongzhu Town."

Four more chess pieces were added.

about. Three, for Qi Jingchun's sake, three more.

Wei and Jin. No.

Ruan Qiong. Two.

Cui Dongshan counted almost all the people Chen Pingan knew on the chessboard.

Finally, Cui Dongshan suddenly became furious, remembering that he had missed someone who was the most annoying, "You are the most unscrupulous old scholar, and you are the one who likes to favor others!"

He picked up a whole chess jar in his hands and dumped it onto the chess board.

Cui Dongshan frowned, put away the landscape painting, put all the chess pieces back into the chess jar, and said in a deep voice: "Come in."

The owners of this high-rise building, Mr. and Mrs. Fan, the owners of Chishui City, and their silly son Fan Yan, walked into the house one after another.

Fan Yan lowered his head and followed his parents cautiously. There were no chairs or stools in the room.

Cui Dongshan was always sitting, and it was difficult for the three of them to stand and talk, so they had to follow Cui Dongshan and sit far away, kneeling of course.

Cui Dongshan yawned.

The Fan family in Chishuicheng used to be a double-faced spy, reselling information between the Dali Song family and the Zhuying Dynasty. As for whether each piece of espionage is true or false, and how much of it is, it depends on the Dali Lu who runs Shujian Lake. The leader of the Boting spies has a higher price and a better way to control people's hearts. The idiots from the Zhuying Dynasty are more powerful. Facts have proved that the owner of Lisu Island is more responsible for this area of ​​espionage than the Zhuying Dynasty. He has a lot of smart ideas when it comes to dealing with people. In the end, Chi Shuicheng's Fan family chose to completely surrender to the Great Li Cavalry.

The man who was the lord of Chishui City did not speak.

Instead, it was the Fan family's wife, who was said to only know how to spend money and pamper her son, and spoke in an orderly manner about the situation in Shujian Lake and the current situation of the Zhu Ying Dynasty's border troops.

Cui Dongshan had no expression on his face.

The woman didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Because the Imperial Master of Dali, before leaving, left a very important word, regarding the young man on the roof as the left and right minister of the Liubu Yamen of Dali.

After discussing with her man, the woman came to the conclusion that the guy on the roof should be at least a Da Li Earth Immortal monk, or a legitimate son and grandson of someone with the surname of Shangzhu Kingdom.

The woman glanced at the husband beside her.

The Lord of Chishui City quickly stood up, bent down and walked to the edge of the weird and mysterious golden thunder pool. He lowered his head and stretched out his hands to send out a secret letter that the Grand Master of Li had given to Fan. He said softly: "The Master of the State told me that Xiao Yes, if the young master has not walked out of the attic today, please take out this letter."

Cui Dongshan waved his hand, grabbed the secret letter, tore open the envelope and threw it away. After opening the secret letter, his face became gloomy.

This scene made Mr. and Mrs. Fan fight with their eyes.

How dare you treat the secret letter of Grand Master Dali like this?

If the couple had this honor, they would have been enshrined by the imperial decree long ago.

Cui Dongshan rolled up the secret letter into a ball, held it in his hand, and cursed.

The content of the letter is, "I said before that you are forgetful, and I will definitely not be convinced. What now?"

"You, Cui Dongshan, drew this circle yourself. Do you and I have any quarrel with you on this matter? I finally told you to 'go beyond the boundaries and not follow the rules', and that's why I will target you. Then you leave the circle and keep it." What can I do about the rules? It's just you who dug into the corners of the earth and made a trap without realizing it. How is it different from Chen Ping'an? If Chen Ping'an can't get out, you, as a disciple, really don't do it in vain. It's not like one family doesn't enter the same family. When did you reach the point where you needed a thunder pool to keep the rules?"

"Since you are so pitiful, I will give you this letter and you can eat it. If you are not full, you can ask Mrs. Fan for more."

Cui Dongshan really put the paper ball into his mouth, bit it into pieces and swallowed it.

Oops, it smells like rice paper and is quite delicious.

Cui Dongshan shook his head and pointed behind the couple who continued to kneel side by side. "Fan Yan, right? Get out of here. Isn't it fun to pretend to be stupid? Tell me what you think of that fool Gu Can."

The tall young man stood up, bowed and saluted, then took a step forward and sat in a row with his parents. His parents were obviously nervous and even a little afraid of this "silly" son.

Fan Yan looked calmly and looked directly at the young man in white with the mole between his eyebrows. He showed no stage fright and said with a smile: "That Gu Can, it's very simple. You just need to act silly, have deep and simple feelings for your parents, and be willing to After enduring hardship and suffering losses, over time, I concealed it very well and grasped the fire well, and the child believed it. To sell him, I was just waiting for someone who could afford the price. I didn’t expect Liu Laocheng to cause me to lose a lot of magic money. I haven’t sold him yet. Local complaints.”

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Smart man."

Fan Yan said: "It's a pity that he doesn't have great wisdom."

Cui Dongshan was happy and asked: "Do you really think so?"

Fan Yan was slightly stunned.

Cui Dongshan stood up, put his hands behind his back, kicked away and walked on the edge of the golden thunder pool, staring down at the young man, "If you want to live high, you must be able to withstand greater good and greater bad at the same time."

"If you want to live an easy life, one is to pretend to be confused, and the other is to be really confused. Which one are you, Fan Yan? Think about it slowly, you answered wrongly. Tomorrow, at the City Lord's Mansion in Chishui City, we can hold a white-hair event Someone sent a funeral to the black-haired man. Oh, I’m sorry, the city lord and his wife, they still look young.”

Fan Yan's face turned pale.

Cui Dongshan always looked at him with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Fan Yan suddenly smiled and no longer had any fear.

Cui Dongshan tilted his head and stared coldly at Fan Yan, who was toying with Gu Can's character in the applause, "Isn't it that old bastard who told you earlier that you don't have to worry about me being angry with you? You can't die? Then you know I don’t know, what is he thinking? You can’t even guess this, you don’t even know who I am, who gave you the courage to talk to me like this? "

It wasn't until this moment that Fan Yan started to get really nervous.

Cui Dongshan sneered and said: "There is no suspense for Da Li to eat Shujian Lake. A spy like you, who resells information, was indeed useful to our Da Li before and made great contributions, but the benefits that should be given are not less than a copper coin." You guys, do you really think that there is no record of Dali Lvbo Pavilion regarding your affair with the Zhu Ying Dynasty? Why do you think you have a life-saving charm? Are you relying on your face? Huh?!"

Taking one step out of the golden thunder pool, the whole tall building shook with a bang.

Nascent Soul monk!

Cui Dongshan walked up to Fan Yan, stretched out two fingers, stuck them together, and sneered condescendingly: "I'll crush a scum like you to death. I don't even think my hands are dirty. How dare you show your wits in front of me?"

Cui Dongshan turned to the door and spat, "Old bastard, I know what you are thinking. Let this little bastard arouse the thunderous anger I have accumulated so that I can help you kill that guy." A nine-level sword cultivator from the Zhu Ying Dynasty, right?"

Cui Dongshan said sternly to the shivering couple on the side: "Go and teach such a waste, you parents, teach your son well and make up for it before it's too late. Give him a dozen or twenty slaps first. Remember Make it louder, or I'll slap you three to death. Damn it, you Shujianhu, don't you all like your family to be reunited, both above and below the ground? You're still addicted to these filthy rules that are not on the table. "

There were slaps in the house.

It's much better than the sound of chess pieces being rubbed.

Cui Dongshan was finally in a good mood.

Cui Dongshan walked out of the house and came to the corridor railing with a bleak expression, "Gu Can, Gu Can, do you really think you are so powerful? Do you really know how cruel this world is? Do you really know what Chen Ping'an relies on? Are you alive today? You have a little loach, but you are destined to not survive in Shujian Lake. Who gave you the courage to make you feel that you can go a long way on your own path? Your master Liu Zhimao taught you ? Your mother taught you this? Do you know how much my husband has paid for you? "

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In dusk.

Chen Ping'an took a walk to the door of Zhu Xian's mansion, carrying the pot of yellow vine wine that had been placed nearby.

Hongsu walked out of the side room with a smile, stretched out her hand to say hello: "Mr. Chen!"

Chen Pingan and her sat on the threshold together as they did that day when they were listening to and writing stories.

Hongsu's eyes sparkled, she turned around and extended her thumb, "Mr. Chen, this!"

Chen Pingan's eyes were dark and his lips moved slightly, but he still couldn't tell the truth that would make a woman's heart pierce.

Things are never simple.

Just telling the truth and doing good deeds does not necessarily mean you will get the best results.

The current concierge, Hong Su, at least has no worries about life or death.

Can we live a better life if we know the truth? Won’t you become anxious all day long?

In this life, Hong Su was now a kind-hearted woman with a soft mind. When she saw the accountant, she seemed a little sad, so she thought differently and mistakenly thought that it was the ups and downs and soul-stirring fight that left Mr. Chen seriously injured. So compared to the previous meeting, he looked a little more depressed. Besides, there is such a domineering, terrifying and unmatched enemy who is now staying on Gongliu Island, staring at Qingxia Island, so Mr. Chen is sure It is to worry about the future.

Chen Ping'an raised the yellow vine wine presented by Hongsu in his hand and forced out a smile, "I was reluctant to drink it before. Do you have a cup over there? Let's drink some from your hometown...with table wine?"

Hongsu said ashamedly: "There is only one bowl."

She asked: "How about I go to the house and ask for drinking utensils?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "No, just use a bowl. I'll drink directly from the flask."

With a smile on her face and light steps, Hongsu went to the dark side room and brought a white bowl. After she sat down, Chen Pingan had already opened the yellow paper and mud seals, turned sideways, and poured some wine for Hongsu. .

Hong Su had a strange expression on her face and was suppressing a smile.

Mr. Chen, really, just poured me so much wine? A white bowl that weighs one or two, pours wine into it, and then only weighs one or two and a half?

This wine was given to him by her.

He looked at him, then at the wine bowl, and poured some more wine.

Hongsu finally couldn't help it. She held the bowl in one hand and covered her mouth with the other. Her uncontrollable laughter could be heard from between her fingers.

Chen Ping'an also laughed, and this time he finally filled her up with wine.

Hong Su smiled so brightly that her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, she held a white bowl in both hands and sipped the wine in small sips.

Chen Pingan raised his head and took a sip of yellow vine wine.

The two didn't chat much.

Hongsu was a little curious, such a nice Mr. Chen, where is the girl whom he nodded and acknowledged last time when she asked her in a joke, where is she now?

If you see Mr. Chen who is so lonely now, you will definitely feel sorry for him, right?

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine, looked into the distance, and said softly: "Hongsu, we are friends, right?"

Hongsu nodded vigorously.

Chen Ping'an hummed, as if telling her, or telling himself, "So, no matter what happens in the future, don't be afraid. No matter how big it is, remember one thing quickly. Over there at the mountain gate , there is a bookkeeper named Chen, who is your friend."

Hongsu was a little confused, but she was still very happy. She quietly turned around and looked at the accountant beside her. The winter cold was getting worse, so she had unknowingly changed into a thick green cotton-padded gown.