Sword of Coming

Yuan Lai prefers to study, but actually he doesn't like martial arts training very much, either because he can't bear hardships and pains, or because he is not as obsessed with martial arts as his sister.

Following his master Lu Baixiang, he came to this desolate mountain again. He and his sister still failed to record their names on the genealogy of the Patriarch Hall, because the young mountain owner was not on the mountain. Quite resentful, I always feel that Master has been neglected. In addition to practicing boxing and walking, Yuan Lai competed with his sister in martial arts every day. Whenever he had free time, he read books. Yuan Bao was not happy about this. The principle that people must cherish blessings. Yuan Lai listened to it, but still wanted to say something of his own, but seeing his sister's stern face and the wooden spear tightly held in her hand, Yuan Lai didn't dare to speak.

That wooden spear was the only relic of their bodyguard father. In Yuan Bao's eyes, it was the ancestral property of the Yuan family. Bloody, not worthy to pick up this wooden gun.

Their father died in the Jianghu, so their siblings were born as Jianghu children, so they should find their place in the Jianghu. Yuan Lai has to study every day, what's the matter?

Of course Yuan Bao prefers the bustling and well-regulated real school, which used to be the lair of a Jianghu demon sect in the Zhuying Dynasty. The master first gathered a group of border thieves, and then intermittently came many anonymous strangers and strangers. , some old people, full of bookishness, can enjoy leisurely even if they eat rough food and drink bad wine; A taciturn man who is willing to put his chopsticks down, is about to cry when facing a saber.

Yuan Lai likes Luopo Mountain.

Because there is a girl named Cen Yuanji on Luopo Mountain.

Like her elder sister Yuan Bao, she practices boxing diligently, but looks better than her elder sister and is gentler.

He knew that Cen Yuanji would walk up the steps of Luopo Mountain twice every morning and evening, so he would pick the right time. In the early days, he would take a walk to the mountain shrine on the top of the mountain, and after wandering around, he would sit on the steps and read a book.

Under the moonlight today, Yuan Lai sat on the top of the steps and read a book again. In about half an hour, Miss Cen will go from practicing boxing all the way to the top of the mountain. She usually rests for an incense stick before going down the mountain. Miss Cen will occasionally ask What book he was reading, Yuan Lai told the girl the manuscript he had typed up long ago, the title of the book, where he bought it, and what it said in the book. Miss Cen was never bored, when she listened to his words, she would look at him intently, Miss Cen's eyes, she didn't dare to take a second look at them, but she couldn't help but not take a second look.

Miss Cen's eyes are the bright moon.

There is only one bright moon in the world, and it is not uncommon for anyone who looks up to see it.

The bright moonlight in Miss Cen's eyes can only be discovered by him, Yuan Lai, who looks lightly.

For some reason tonight, Ms. Cen had an extra sister, and they climbed the mountain together with that simple walking pile.

Yuan Lai was a little embarrassed, restless, worried that the outspoken sister would scold him for not doing his job properly in front of Miss Cen. After that, would Miss Cen still want to ask what book she was reading?

Yuan Bao and Cen Yuanji reached the top of the mountain together, stopped their fists, and the two girls, each with their own merits, chatted and laughed. But if you really have to worry about it, of course Cen Yuanji is more beautiful.

Yuan Bao and Cen Yuanji had a private sparring match, each had its own outcome, and they hadn't practiced boxing for long, so they agreed that they would enter the legendary golden body together in the future.

Yuan Lai was sitting not far away, not reading a book, and was reluctant to leave, blushing slightly, only dared to prick up his ears, listening to Miss Cen's clear and sweet words, he was satisfied.

The two girls sat side by side, and Yuan Bao talked about his master's mastery of martial arts, his amazing talent, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he knew everything.

Cen Yuanji talked about Mr. Zhu's many good things, he was amiable, kind to others, and cooked a big table of delicious food.

Yuan Lai looked down and saw three little girls, the leader was relatively the tallest, a very strange girl named Pei Qian, who was very noisy. On the side of master and senior Zhu Lian, there is never any taboo on words, and they are extremely courageous. Later, when Yuan Lai asked his master, he found out that this Pei Qian was the first disciple of the young mountain master, and he and the four masters left the hometown together, and came here from Tongyezhou after a long journey. Luoluo Mountain in Aquarius Island.

The girl in the pink skirt who can always conjure a handful of melon seeds, there is no official patriarchal building in Luobashan, but she has her own genealogy. On the genealogy, she is called Chen Ruchu, but she also said that calling her Nuanshu is also Yes, the detailed explanation is that "the warm rhythm is latently reminding, the valley is peaceful, the oriole is dancing, and the fragrant tree is at first glance", and the first and last two characters of this sentence are used as the name. The other little girl in black with a trekking stick was a naive girl. When we met for the first time, I asked him if he had heard of the dumb lake in Beiju Luzhou, and if he knew there was a big water monster in the dumb lake.

When Cen Yuanji saw Pei Qian, he felt a little guilty.

Yuan Bao is not willing to deal with this small hill on the desolate mountain. Chen Ruchu is okay, very well-behaved. One child, the other two, Yuan Bao really can't like it. I always feel like two children who have their heads caught by the door. They always like to do things. Some inexplicable things. Luopo Mountain and Qilong Lane, there are not many people, there are actually three hills, Zhu Lian, the big housekeeper, Wei Bo, the righteous god of Dali Beiyue, and Zheng Dafeng, the gatekeeper. After staying together for a long time, Yuan Bao feels that these three people are not Simple.

Pei Qian's group of children is barely a small hill.

Shi Rou, shopkeeper of the Lunar New Year Shop in Qilong Lane, seems to be relatively close to the three masters and apprentices of Caotou Shop.

That Chen Lingjun who likes to wear Tsing Yi is more of a loner, not on any mountain.

Yuan Bao asked Cen Yuanji about the young mountain master, but Cen Yuanji couldn't explain why, he just said that he was not a bad person, he didn't have any pretensions about the mountain master, he liked to be a shopkeeper, he traveled far all year round, and only knew that Zhu Lao The husband handles affairs, big and small, and works hard.

Pei Qian also couldn't chat with Yuan Bao and Yuan Lai, and took Chen Ruchu and Zhou Mili to play outside the mountain shrine. If there were no outsiders like Yuan Bao, Cen Yuanji and others present, he would be ridiculed by his colleagues as "Jintou Mountain God" Song Yuzhang He will also show up and listen to Pei Qian's anecdotes about the landscape from the old cook and Piyun Mountain. Song Yuzhang will also talk about trivial matters when he was the supervisor of the Dragon Kiln during his lifetime. Pei Qian loves to listen to trivial matters little things.

A little far away from Yuan Bao and the others, Zhou Mili suddenly stood on tiptoe and whispered in Pei Qian's ear, "I think that little girl named Yuan Bao is a bit naive."

Pei Qian glared and said, "As the right protector of Luopo Mountain, how can you talk about people's right and wrong behind their backs?!"

Zhou Mili is sick.

Pei Qian laughed and said, "Stupid or not, do I need to tell you? We just need to know."

Zhou Mili smiled.

Pei Qian stretched out his hand to touch Zhou Mili's small head, bent down slightly, and said kindly with his eyes: "Eat so many rice grains every day, bowl after bowl, why don't you grow taller?"

Zhou Mili tapped the ground with her toes and puffed out her chest.

Pei Qian lightly pressed Zhou's rice grains and comforted him, "It's not about being tall."

Zhou Mili smiled from ear to ear.

Pei Qian stretched out his hands, pressed Zhou Mili's cheeks on both sides, slapped the dumb lake monster's mouth shut, and reminded: "Mili, you are now the right guardian of our Luopo mountain, up and down, from the mountain god Mr. Song, Zheng Dafeng at the foot of the mountain, and the two big shops in Qilong Lane all know your position and become famous. The more high-ranking you are, the more you need to reflect on yourself every day. Little tail, you can't embarrass my master, don't you understand?"

Chen Ruchu looked to the Huimeng Mountain to the north, which also belonged to his own mountain, and it was huge. Now the back of the scorpion has been leased to Shujian Lake Zhuchai Island.

Chen Ruchu said softly: "Mr. Zhu seems to be going out for a long time this time."

Pei Qian nodded and said: "There are many places to go. I heard that the farthest is the Old Dragon City in the south of our Aquarius Continent."

Pei Qian took out a money pouch from his sleeve, "As I told you, the Aunt Gui who gave me the money pouch is a senior immortal from Old Dragon City. She has a very pretty smile."

Zhou Mili asked, "Can you show me?"

Pei Qian handed it over, "Don't rummage around, what's inside are priceless treasures."

Zhou Mili took the money bag, "It's really heavy."

Pei Qian twitched the corners of his mouth, and hummed, "This is called property!"

Pei Qian jumped onto the railing on the top of the mountain, imitating his master, and punched slowly, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

Every time there is a sudden stop, he flicks his sleeves, like thunder.

With a slight stomp, the dust scattered across the railing in an instant.

It's a pity that the three people on the other side of the stone steps have already gone down the mountain.

A group of people took the Niujiao Mountain Fairy's Ferry, just left the old Dali territory, and went to the central boundary of Aquarius Island.

In today's Aquarius Island, the surname is actually Song.

Liu Chongrun covered a woman's face that Zhu Lian handed over, sitting in front of the dressing table in the house in a middle-of-the-road posture, gently wiping his temples with his fingers, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Just thinking of this treasure hunt, I still feel uneasy. After all, the water palace and dragon boat are two things. As the eldest princess of her old country who listened to the government behind the curtain, it is easy to find them, but how to bring them back to Longquan County is the big trouble. Since Lian said that the mountain people had their own tricks, Liu Chongrun took it one step at a time, believing that the accountant on Qingxia Island, since he was willing to hand over the power of Luoba Mountain to this person, he would not be the kind of boastful person.

In Lu Baixiang's room, Zhu Lian sat cross-legged, with a jug of wine, a porcelain cup, and a plate of soybeans on the table, drinking slowly.

Lu Baixiang sat opposite, not intending to drink.

In Cui Dongshan's reply letter, Wei Xian was mentioned, saying that this guy started as a monk in the army all these years, and served a real-time military general named Cao Jun. The Wusan official, who later transferred to the Qingliu official body, will have a step.

The four people in Ouhua Blessed Picture Scroll now have their own roads under their feet.

Wei Xian joined the army, Sui Youyou practiced in Yuguizong, Tongyezhou, and became a cultivator, Lu Baixiang founded a sect in the Jianghu, but Zhu Lian stayed in Luopo Mountain.

Lu Baixiang received Zhu Lian's secret letter earlier, and immediately prepared three treasures on the mountain and a box of fairy money, which were money for the lives of survivors of the subjugated Zhuying Dynasty. In Luopo Mountain, Zhu Lian not only confiscated Lu Baixiang's hard-earned family fortune, but also gave Lu Baixiang ten grain rain coins. But at the same time, I told the sect created by Lu Baixiang that it doesn't matter if you gather all kinds of soldiers and horses. It's best not to get involved in the restoration of the country by those old and young. fish. Chen Ping's letter was just a suggestion, not necessarily what Lu Baixiang should do.

When discussing the treasure hunt with Liu Chongrun, Lu Baixiang was present, but Zhu Lian was there to plan the strategy.

Zhu Lian killed three birds with one stone.

Helping Luopo Mountain determine whether Liu Chongrun and Zhuchai Island are worth becoming long-term allies.

Zhuchai Island owes a lot of incense to Luoba Mountain.

Liu Chongrun owed a share to Chen Pingan, the young mountain owner.

Of course, Luoposhan, Chen Pingan, and Zhu Lian would not be greedy for these kindnesses. If Liu Chongrun and Zhuchai Island expressed their interest in business in the future, Luopishan would find a way to return it elsewhere.

I believe that Liu Chongrun is still not very clear now, whether the direct disciples of Zhuchai Island can stay on the back of the fish to practice before is just in her mind.

If one is motivated by interests and insists on taking risks after learning that there are many hidden dangers in the treasure hunt, then the current situation will not be the same.

Lu Baixiang asked with a smile: "If Liu Chongrun chooses the wrong one, you, Zhu Lian, are just adding to the snake. Isn't it just asking for trouble? You have been tested and found out that Liu Chongrun is not a suitable ally. Do you want to take the palace dragon boat or not? If you don’t take it, you will lose 50% of your account in vain. If you take it, you will have a deeper relationship with Liu Chongrun and Zhuchai Island, and there will be endless troubles in Lupo Mountain.”

Zhu Lian picked up a few grains of golden fried soybeans, threw them into his mouth, bit them until they were crunchy, and said with a smile, "'If'? Isn't there no such 'if' now."

Lu Baixiang shook his head, apparently not approving Zhu Lian's move.

If he came to abbot this matter, after Cui Dongshan's letter was sent to Lupo Mountain, the overall situation would have been decided. There must be one of the water hall and dragon boat, which would be transported to Luopo Mountain in a refreshing manner. As for the others, the right and wrong between Liu Chongrun and Zhuchai island monks in the years to come are actually trivial matters. Because Lu Baixiang firmly believes that the rapid development of Luobo Mountain will soon make everyone on Zhuchai Island stand up high, and dare not make mistakes, even if they make the big mistake that the Zhuchai Island monks admit. It's just a small mistake that Lu Baixiang smoothed over here.

Zhu Lian raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, let out a sip, his face full of intoxication, picked up a soybean, squinted his eyes and smiled and said, "Be at ease and be the leader of your demon sect, don't worry about such a small soybean matter for me."

Lu Baixiang asked with a smile: "Pei Qian took the initiative to go to the bamboo building to practice boxing, why didn't he tell Chen Pingan directly? Since he thought it was a big deal, why did Senior Cui destroy Pei Qian's heart like that? I'm not afraid that things will turn against each other, Pei Qian Has Qian's martial arts journey come to an end early?"

Zhu Lian put down the half-raised wine glass, and said seriously: "Cui Cheng punches, is it just to temper the physique of a martial artist? What's the point if the fist doesn't land on Pei Qian's heart?"

Zhu Lian sneered and said, "Who can't teach a martial arts genius like Pei girl? Can't teach well? I, Zhu Lian, can do it, and you, Lu Baixiang, can do it. I guess even Cen Yuanji can teach it. Anyway, Pei Qian can do it if he wants. If you practice boxing, you will learn so fast, so fast that the master can't believe it. But if you want to say who can teach the best in the world, you and I can't do it, not even the young master!"

Zhu Lian lightly raised his arms and clenched his fist, "This punch will hit the girl's body and heart, leaving only a trace of vitality to live, and the rest will die. I have to admit defeat, but with the only remaining This breath is to make Pei Qian stand up, but if he is about to lose, he needs to take an extra punch, which means "winning myself". This truth, Pei Qian himself does not understand, it is my young master's words and deeds , The books and foreign affairs that I taught her have firmly fallen into her heart, blossoming and bearing fruit. It just so happens that Cui Cheng understands it very well and can do it. You Lu Baixiang can do it? To put it bluntly, Pei Qian Facing you, Lu Baixiang, I don't think you are qualified to teach him boxing skills at all. Girl Pei will only pretend to be stupid, and ask with a smile, who are you? How high is your realm? Do you have eleventh-level martial arts? Why don't you punch the sky with your fist? Why don't you play a hammer with me, Pei Qian."

At the end, Zhu Lian laughed to himself, and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Lu Baixiang nodded with a smile.

That was a very smart and transparent little girl.

Zhu Lian laughed again: "Do you think she knows what kind of state Cui Cheng is? Girl Pei knows shit, she only knows one thing, and that is her master's punch, that old man named Cui Cheng. If you fight it out, then there are only two people in the world who can teach her boxing skills. Except for the greatest master Tiandadi, only the old man on the second floor has such qualifications. Anyone else, no matter what level you are, on Pei girl's side no."

Zhu Lian stretched out a finger and drew a circle on the table, "Here, Pei Qian has no taboo in words and deeds."

Lu Baixiang asked: "What if one day Pei Qian's martial arts realm exceeds that of his master? Can she still control her mind?"

Zhu Lian sneered and said: "My young master has thought of this situation hundreds of years ago, need you to worry like an outsider, Lu Bai? Do you think you are teaching the boxing skills of the siblings? So worry-free and effortless? Throw a few punches , let them practice, in a good mood, feed them a few punches and you're done? Lu Baixiang, it's not that I look down on you, keep going on like this, Yuan Baoyuan and two people will be lucky enough to practice punches to death in the future, you as a master , it’s time to burn the incense.”

Lu Baixiang didn't care.

Zhu Lian shook his head, "The two children are pitiful. There is a master who has never regarded martial arts as the only pursuit in his life. The master himself is not pure at all. How can the disciple's boxing intention be pure?"

Lu Baixiang asked with a smile: "Is there a day when their siblings really need to survive, please help me, can you do me a favor?"

Zhu Lian chuckled and said, "What will happen to Yuan Bao in the future, it's hard to say for the time being, Yuan Lai wants to break the bottleneck, I really have a plan."

Lu Baixiang said: "I will give you the three treasures on the mountain as a personal gift. I don't care what you, Zhu Lian, do with it, whether it's to add to Luopo Mountain's family, or to keep it for yourself."

Zhu Lian took a sip of his wine, "Dealed?"

Lu Baixiang nodded.

Only then did Zhu Lian give the answer, "In the future, in front of Yuan Lai, let girl Pei punch Cen Yuanji half to death, wouldn't that be enough?"

Lu Baixiang laughed heartily.

Zhu Lian pushed the few remaining dry fried soybeans on the plate to Lu Baixiang, "I'm always earning my own family's money, my conscience is disturbed, but fortunately, Master Lu's righteousness gave me the opportunity to tear down the east wall and make up for the west wall. Take out one of them and give it to Chen Lingjun. In the past year, with a handful of snowflake money today and a small summer money tomorrow, he has already gambled to the brim."

Lu Baixiang thought of the boy in Tsing Yi who was proud every day, and said with a smile: "I will suffer for my face."

But Zhu Lian said: "It's a good thing to show some face."

Lu Baixiang looked at this guy with playful eyes.

Zhu Lian said bluntly, "It's Wei Dashan who is shameless, so what's none of my business?"

Lu Baixiang smiled and stretched out his hand to pick up a dry fried soybean.

Zhu Lian suddenly changed his tune and said, "That would be disrespectful. If you really care about it, Brother Dafeng is thick-skinned. Brother Wei and I are thin-skinned after all, and we feel ashamed every day."

A god-man in white with a golden ring on his earlobe smiled charmingly. Standing behind Zhu Lian, he stretched out his hand to hold Zhu Lian's shoulder. With the other hand, he gently touched the table. On the small bench at the entrance of the mountain, a hunchbacked man who was picking his feet in the sun stretched out his middle finger to Zhu Lian. Zhu Lian oops, leaned forward, lay down on the table, quickly raised the jug, and said flatteringly with a smile: "Brother Dafeng is here too, I don't see you every day, I miss you so much. Come, come, borrow At this opportunity, let's have a good drink."

Zheng Dafeng continued to point his middle finger up, as if saying something.

Zhu Lian turned a blind eye to it and turned a deaf ear to it, turning his head to blame Wei Bo, "Why don't you use your supernatural powers and send a pot of wine to Brother Dafeng?"

As soon as Wei Bo flicked his sleeves, a jug of wine fell on Zheng Dafeng from Luoluo Mountain, and Zheng Dafeng caught it with one hand.

Holding a scroll in one hand and a flagon in the other, Zhu Lian got up and left, drinking while walking, and said goodbye to Zheng Dafeng. The two brothers were separated by thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, each drinking wine.

Lu Baixiang smiled and stretched out his hand to signal the mountain god to sit down.

Wei Bo didn't leave, but he didn't sit down either. He stretched out his hand to press the handle of the chair, and said with a smile, "A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. I'm going to Zhongyue to visit the new tiger, and I'll drop by with you."

Lu Baixiang asked suspiciously, "Isn't this in accordance with the rules of the landscape?"

Generally speaking, the righteous gods of the Wuyue Mountain Monarchs of secular dynasties would not easily meet each other.

Wei Bo laughed and said: "Three night banquets, Zhongyue Shanjun's border borders with my Beiyue, so it is in accordance with the rules to attend one. Since the other party is busy with business, I will visit. Then there is the old Longquan Wu Yuan, the county parent officer, is now near the foot of Zhongyue Mountain and serves as the prefect of a county. I can go to talk about the past. There is also a Mohist Mr. Xu, who is now adjacent to Zhongyue Shanjun. Mr. Xu and I are old acquaintances, and we used to have a night banquet. Mr. asked someone to give Piyun Mountain a gift, and I should thank you in person."

Lu Baixiang nodded, that made sense.

The Dali cavalry went all the way south, destroying countless dynasties and vassals, banning thousands of prostitution temples in various places, and destroying countless golden statues.

And Beiyue Weibo is the only tiger god who has received more than a hundred gold and copper coins from the Dali Household Department.

The other four new tigers of Aquarius Island do not have this honor for the time being.

In their own room, Zhu Lian and Zheng Dafeng drank separately, even though the ferry boat was still located at the boundary of Beiyue, the landscape painting created by Wei Bo still couldn't last long.

Zhu Lian asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Zheng Dafeng nodded, and said: "Mr. Cui suddenly wanted to take Pei Qian to the blessed land of lotus roots. I didn't say no, but I didn't agree immediately. I can only infer that Wei Bo is not in Piyun Mountain now. Umbrellas can’t get in either.”

Zhu Lian thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "The later the promise, the better. We must wait until the young master returns to Luopo Mountain. If you have gone through this experience, the old man's anger will be completely unbearable."

Zheng Dafeng scratched his head, and said with emotion: "Is it necessary for Chen Pingan to meet for the last time? Why do I think it will only increase the sorrow of parting. Mr. Cui deliberately opened his mouth at this time, but in fact he also has his own wishes in it."

Zhu Lian said helplessly, "Let's meet again."

Zheng Dafeng asked: "Where are the money-losing goods?"

Zhu Lian shook his head and said, "Don't mention a single word."

Zheng Dafeng sat on a small bench, looking at the mountain gate not far away, the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, and the sun was shining, drinking a small wine, it was very pleasant.

What is the most moving thing on the mountain, the apricot blossoms bloom sequentially in February.

Climbing all the way to the top, overlooking the small town in the east, the county town in the north, and the sparse mid-night lights accompanied by the moonlight.

Zheng Dafeng likes to live in such dull days, day after day.

And he also looks forward to the Luoba Mountain in the future, where more people will live.

It would be better if there were more water spirit women.

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Over there on the mountain, watch more."

Zheng Dafeng lifted the jug, pointed to the mountain gate, and said, "Isn't this what you're looking at? If a female fly slips up the mountain, I, Zheng Dafeng, are not doing my job properly!"

Lion Peak, inside the Immortal Cave.

Chen Ping's body was bloody and he was dying on the small boat. Li Erzhenhao returned to the ferry and said, "You punched fast enough, but in terms of strength, it's still not enough. I guess it's because you were too pursuing punches before. , The battle of martial arts sounds refreshing, but it’s actually not that simple. Don’t always think about throwing out three or two punches to separate life and death. Once you get into a stalemate, you’re always going downhill, how can this happen.”

Chen Ping nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

In fact, after the first fist feeding, Li Er noticed the flaws in Chen Ping's punching intentions. The second time, Chen Ping let Chen Ping punch a hundred times first. Heavy, there is only one requirement, it is enough not to fall down, and then Chen Ping's pure qi cannot be dropped, and the next hundred punches, the punching intention cannot be reduced too much, he and Li Er deliberately revealed it. For the flaw, if Chen Pingan couldn't force his breath and punched quickly according to the flaw, then he, Li Er, would be impolite. With that punch, if you were a martial artist traveling far away, you would feel that life would be worse than death.

Today is the third round of feeding punches, Li Er changed his style again, each punched, Chen Pingan put all his strength into it, he punched halfway, when he stopped punching, he asked Chen Pingan how many times he died.

After Chen Ping gave the exact answer, Li Er nodded and said he was right, and rewarded the opponent with a punch in the ten realms, directly hitting Chen Ping from one end of the mirror to the other, saying that in a life-and-death battle, one cannot sacrifice one's life and forget one's death, go Remember that some of these are not, not courting death. Fortunately, this punch was the same as last time, it only hit Chen Ping'an's shoulder. Soaked in the potion of medicine, raw bones and raw flesh are nothing to suffer, and the broken bones are healed, which is barely a pain. During this period, the pure martial artist can keep his mind, and must deliberately enlarge his perception to deeply understand the pain of flesh and blood. Only when you grow up can you have a little ability to enter the room.

A rough hut was built at the ferry, and Chen Pingan is now healing there.

Li Er felt that he was still holding back his punches, and he would not hit Chen Pingan for several days in a single blow. Even after healed Chen Pingan every day, he still saved a "surplus" of pain. The second time Hey boxing, injury on injury, requiring Chen Pingan to stabilize his fist every time, which is tantamount to maintaining the original peak boxing intention with a gradually weakened martial arts physique.

Li Er didn't say what would happen if he couldn't do it.

Anyway, Chen Pingan did it.

There are not so many complicated things in the world.

As for switching to someone else, whether it would be okay to give fists like this, Li Er never thought about these issues.

Firstly, he was too lazy to teach, and then if he continued to punch the same, Chen Pingan would be fine and not delay the next punch, ordinary people would be dead, so why teach him.

Li Er did not say whether Chen Pingan did well or not.

Anyway, how many punches he can take in the end is all Chen Ping's own ability.

When Li Er punted to the ferry, Chen Pingan had already struggled to get up.

Li Er said that the boxing is over, haste makes waste, don't just ask for more and more emphasis, let's talk about it in three or two days.

Besides, he had to go down the hill to the shop to have a look.

Chen Ping asked if he could go to the foot of the mountain for a day or two after recuperating.

Li Er smiled and said that there is nothing wrong with it, just treat it as his own home.

Li Er went down the mountain first.

Chen Ping'an squatted beside the ferry, enduring not only the physical injury but also the soul-stirring pain, lightly slapped the bow of the boat, the boat suddenly sank into the water, and then popped out of the water. It has been cleaned.

Only then did I go to the thatched hut, and I had to carry water to boil it. Every step I took was a torment.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Ping changed into clean clothes and went down the Lion Peak.

The cloth shop had just opened, and Chen Pingan went to have breakfast, and then helped Aunt Liu to attract business.

Seeing the woman opened her eyes, she actually learned a lot of business experience from a junior.

Some of the neighbors who had quarreled with the woman and made their faces darkened, now they saw the woman on the road, and they smiled a little more.

The woman likes it and is sad at the same time.

Such a good young man, why isn't he his own son-in-law?

So when Li Liu arrived home late, he saw the young man selling cloth with the guests.

Li Liu was taken aback for a moment.

As soon as she crossed the threshold, she secretly stretched out two fingers to her mother, and gently twisted Li Liu's slender waist, but she was not willing to use force. After all, it was her daughter, not her man, the woman complained: "You useless thing."

Li Liu smiled and narrowed her eyes, she was soft and weak, when she got home, she was always the submissive sister Li Huai.

With Chen Ping'an helping with the business, and Li Liu sitting in the shop, the woman felt relieved to cook in the kitchen in the backyard, and Li Er sat on a small stool, blowing fire with a bamboo tube.

Taking advantage of the temporary absence of customers in the store, Chen Pingan walked to the counter, and said softly to Li Liu who was standing behind who was making plans, "I seem to have misunderstood Aunt Liu, I'm sorry. But Uncle Li has already helped to explain. Clear."

Li Liu raised his head and said with a smile, "It's okay."

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, lowered his voice, and asked with a smile, "Can I ask something?"

Li Liu lightly calculated the abacus, and looked at the ledger written by her mother, which looked like a ghostly talisman, and calculated the details of the cloth store's income and expenditure these days, looked up and smiled, "I don't like Lin Shouyi and Dong Shuijing."

Chen Pingan was a little surprised. He thought that Li Liu would like one of the two.

It's just that it's really unreasonable to like who doesn't like who.

Li Liu asked with a smile: "The reason why you didn't stay on the Lion Peak, is it because you feel that this market place where no one recognizes you is more like your hometown when you were a child? You feel that your hometown is very strange now?"

Chen Pingan leaned against the counter, looked at the street outside the door, and nodded.

Li Liu stopped talking.

After a moment of silence, Li Liu closed the account book and said with a smile, "I earned an extra three taels of silver."

Chen Pingan was still leaning against the counter, with his hands wrapped around his sleeves, and said with a smile, "I'm more talented than porcelain firing in doing business."

Li Liu asked: "Have you heard about the Qingliang Sect's change?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "I saw it in the mansion newspaper on the way to Lion Peak by ferry."

After dinner.

Chen Ping left and went up the mountain, and did not choose to rest overnight at Li Huai's house.

The woman sighed faintly, turned her head and saw that Li Liu hadn't moved, she poked the girl's forehead with her finger, "Why are you so stupefied, give him a ride."

Li Liu looked at Li Er.

Li Er was as immobile as a mountain.

The woman lamented and muttered, that's all, twisted melons are not sweet.

Li Liu smiled sweetly, and Li Er grinned.

The woman glared at Li Liu, "Li Huai follows me, you follow your father."

Chen Pingan arrived at the top of the Lion Peak, walked past the restrictions of mountains and rivers, came to the hut, closed his eyes and sat quietly for a while, then got up and went to the ferry, and went to the mirror on the lake alone, took off his boots and stayed on the boat, rolled up his sleeves and trousers, Learn boxing from that mountain peak.