Sword of Coming

Chen Pingan came to the gate and took off his bamboo hat.

Senior Song is still wearing a black gown, but now he no longer carries a sword, and he is much older.

The Sword Master of Shushui Kingdom had an expression of disbelief on his face and asked in a thick accent: "Gua Wa'er?"

Chen Pingan nodded, shook his head, and finally nodded.

Song Yushao laughed heartily and slapped Chen Pingan hard on the shoulder, "Good guy, you are running so fast that I can't even recognize you. Why don't you wear straw sandals and carry a bamboo box? Maybe I will recognize you at a glance."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Want to eat hot pot?"

Song Yushao did not answer the question, but asked: "What happened in the town? Su Lang's sword energy suddenly broke off. Does it have anything to do with you?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I stopped him and beat that Su Lang back to the town. He should not cause trouble to the old senior again."

He didn't make up a random reason. After all, Senior Song was an old man he admired very much, and it was difficult to fool him.

It’s just that in the world, the truth is often very false, and the lies are very true.

The old porter didn't believe it, and Song Yushao's grandson Song Fengshan and his wife Liu Qian didn't believe it either.

Only Song Yushao believed it, and took Chen Ping'an's arm, "Now that the matter is over, let's go and sit inside. What's the point of worrying about hot pot? After eating hot pot, you kid paid off the bill, just pat your butt. You want to leave, but I have the nerve to stop you from letting you go? I can't stop you even if you say so."

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian looked at each other.

The old concierge swallowed secretly.

When Chen Ping'an and the old concierge were about to pass each other, he stopped, took a step back, and said with a smile: "Look, just say that I know you Zhuangzi very well. Don't stop me next time, or I will jump over the wall directly." .”

The old concierge didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He clasped his fists and apologized, "Mr. Chen, it was because of my poor eyesight that I caused many offences."

Chen Pingan made a gesture of raising his head to drink.

The old concierge understood and gave Chen Pingan a thumbs up.

Song Yushao took Chen Pingan and left.

Song Fengshan did not follow immediately and asked softly: "Lao Qi, what's going on?"

The old concierge then told the previous joke again, telling an embarrassing story of his own happily.

Song Fengshan stretched out a finger and rubbed the center of his brow.

Liu Qian smiled and said: "It's not very good. If word gets out, it will be a big story in the world."

The old concierge smiled unpretentiously.

In the hall of the villa, everyone took their seats, and Liu Qian poured tea herself.

Chen Pingan took a sip of tea and asked curiously: "Did Chu Hao die back then?"

Song Fengshan shook his head and said: "I can't die anymore, but I was replaced by Han Yuanshan. Han Yuanshan has always been good at disguise."

Chen Ping'an suddenly realized.

The earliest Four Evils of Shushui Kingdom at that time, the ancient temple female ghost Wei Wei, Han Yuanshan, the demon sect figure who was killed by the academy sage Zhou Ju in Jianshui Villa, the last one, far away in the horizon and right before our eyes, is Song Fengshan's Wife, Liu Qian.

Liu Qian did it for her husband Song Fengshan, and to push the reputation of Jianshui Villa to a higher level.

As for the noble son of the Han family in Xiaochongshan, Han Yuanshan is ambitious, has a deep city, and has good means. He wants to seize the power of a country and become the center of the temple. What exactly Han Yuanshan wants to do in the future is unclear. Imagine.

Han Yuanshan was able to accomplish such a big thing. With Chu Hao's face and identity, Chen Pingan was not surprised that he was currently covering the sky in Shushui Temple and Jianghu. But Song Fengshan and Liu Qian, since they have such a big The clue is that Han Yuanshan is not really Chu Hao. He targets Jianshui Villa so aggressively. Why is Jianshui Villa unable to fight back? Is Han Yuan Shanzhen not afraid that the Villa will completely tear him apart and expose his identity?

Song Fengshan seemed to see through Chen Ping'an's doubts and explained with a smile: "Acting is just for people to see, it is a business. 'Chu Hao' will rely on this to pave the way for Hengdao Villa to join him and unify the world. Han Yuanshan knows that our swordsman Shuishan Villa will not be a lackey of the imperial court, so it has begun to vigorously support Wang Yiran of Hengdao Villa. We have no objection to this. Wang Yiran cares about the title of the largest sect in the world, but we don't. We just want to take advantage of this. We have the opportunity to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, away from the troubles of the world. In exchange, Han Yuan Shanhui, in the name of the Shushui Kingdom, set aside a piece of land on the mountain for us to build a new Zhuangzi. It is a geomantic treasure land that Grandpa has long admired. Han Yuan Shanhui will strive to get my wife a royal title from the River God. I will refuse all entertainment, decline all favors in the world, and practice swordsmanship with peace of mind."

Liu Qian is not an ordinary woman, her identity and intelligence are both extraordinary.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Chen Ping'an hummed, "If you take a step back, the world will be brighter. Brother Song can concentrate on swordsmanship, and my sister-in-law can also find a long-term future. Moreover, the site of the ancestral property was chosen as the mountain temple, which is also a big merit. There will be ancestral yin and yin virtue to protect the descendants. But the only thing that needs to be paid attention to is the old man and Brother Song. You need to come here from time to time in the future. If the incense of the new mountain god is not clean, it must be cut early. Of course, that is the best Bad results."

Song Yushao and Song Fengshan looked at each other and smiled.

Chen Pingan understood in his heart that he must have been talking too much. Indeed, both Senior Song and Song Fengshan were actually familiar with things on the mountain, especially the seniors who liked to travel around with swords. Otherwise, they would not have been able to get from Dilong Mountain in the first place. Xianjia Ferry, buying a sword for Song Fengshan.

Chen Ping'an silently told himself that there was no rush and he would stay at the villa for a few days.

After all, it is the Song family's own housework. Chen Ping'an is actually a newbie here, so it's hard to talk or ask questions.

In Chen Ping'an's mind, no matter how others walk in the world, his world will not be that I defeated Su Lang with one punch today, had hot pot with Song Yushao tomorrow, and returned north with a sword the day after tomorrow. During this period , without thinking about everything, it seems that from the beginning to the end, there is only the fastest punch, the fastest sword, drinking happily, eating hot pot, learning boxing and swordsmanship, and having some achievements, life should be so simple, more and more The less worry and effort you have.

This shouldn't be the case.

Maybe it will be different in Luzhou, Beiju, a place I am not familiar with, and I won't have so many worries.

So after meeting, I could only ask more about other people's affairs to delve into some of the Song family affairs.

But there is one thing that Chen Ping'an knows very well. Being able to give up the ancestral property of the Villa here is not a small courage, and the matter is not a small matter.

Especially if Senior Song is willing to nod this way, it is even more difficult.

For the older generation of Jianghu people, their reputation is extremely high. The senior Song Dynasty is the old Jianghu. In fact, Wang Yiran can also count it, but the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal Su Lang of Songxi Kingdom can't count it.

Apart from anything else, Su Lang's appearance this time and wielding a sword in a small town was very against the rules.

Because according to the old rules passed down from generation to generation in the world, the old swordsman of the Song Dynasty of Shushui Kingdom publicly rejected Su Lang's invitation to fight without any reason or excuse, let alone delaying the fight for a few years. The leeway is actually equivalent to Song Yushao voluntarily giving up the title of the best swordsman. It is similar to a game of chess, where the chess player throws his pieces and admits defeat, but he does not say the three words "I lost". For Song Yushao, who is just an old man in the world, what he has given away with both hands is not only his status and title, but also the reputation and face he has accumulated throughout his life. It can be said that he has given away half his life.

Song Yushao just looked at Chen Pingan with a smile. He was a little melon skin back then, but now he can do it. I just don’t know if I’ve been drinking for a long time or if my food is too spicy? Do you still believe that drinking alcohol can relieve the spiciness? The old man was particularly curious. Did the girl Chen Pingan longed for back then become a woman after meeting her? Or do you really want to give yourself a crow's mouth and say "You are a good person"?

After hearing Song Fengshan's reasonable explanation, Chen Ping'an felt a little strange and couldn't help but ask: "Then what's going on with Su Lang? I saw that he was preparing to draw his sword in the small town. It was absolutely true. I want to tell the difference between life and death with the seniors, not just the level of swordsmanship."

This time, Song Yushao personally came to explain Chen Ping'an's doubts: "The Caiyi National Sword God whom I respected most back then is probably at the same level as Su Lang is today. Su Lang is extremely talented. After breaking the mirror, he wants to find A sword-sharpening stone helps him stabilize his realm. After visiting more than ten countries, I, Song Yushao, happens to be able to use a sword and is famous enough, but I am one level behind him, Su Lang... Even if it is half a realm, of course I use it to sharpen my sword. The best object.”

Song Yushao actually has no interest in drinking tea, but he drinks less now. He can only make exceptions during New Years and holidays. His grandchildren and wife are very strict, as if they are guarding against thieves. There is nothing he can do, so he just drinks the weakest drink. ,better than nothing.

The old man continued: "It's just Su Lang's trouble that puts me in a bit of a dilemma. If I agree to fight with him, it doesn't matter whether I lose or die, but it will ruin our relationship with Han Yuanshan." Buy and sell.”

Having said this, Song Yushao took a sip of tea, and Liu Qian quickly stood up and refilled her cup of tea.

Song Yushao complained a little, "Even if I drink a few kilograms of tea, I still don't taste like alcohol. Now that Chen Ping'an is here, it's not good to treat guests with tea."

Liu Qian was about to sit down, but since grandpa asked, she continued to stand and said with a smile: "Grandpa, Fengshan has the final say on this matter."

Song Fengshan said with a straight face: "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, grandpa even finished the drinks for Beginning of Winter and Xiaonian."

Song Yushao sighed and didn't insist.

Chen Ping'an was a little happy. It could be seen that the relationship between the grandfather and grandson was now harmonious, and they no longer had the stubborn knots in their hearts that the gods could not resolve like in the past.

Song Yushao continued the previous topic with a somewhat self-deprecating look, "I lost. With the current virtues of the Jianghu people in Shushui Country, countless people will definitely make trouble for us. Even if we move in the future, we will not stop. Everyone wants to step on us. A kick, at least a few spits. If I die, maybe Han Yuanshan will directly regret it and let Wang Yiran annex Jianshui Villa. The sword master of Shushui Kingdom is worth half a penny now. It's a pity that Su Lang showed his sharpness and wanted to get a real one after getting the fictitious one. Human common sense is that there are some rules that are not in line with the older generation, but talking about old rules now is just a joke. "

Song Fengshan stopped talking.

Song Yushao waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't think too much, just complain a few words in front of Chen Ping'an, Grandpa, you don't know what my temper is? If you really can't let go of these vain ideas, you will have to complain a few words in front of Chen Pingan." He would not allow Han Yuan to be good at doing business. After all, his skills were still inferior to those of others, and he would never be able to break through the bottleneck. This gave Su Lang the opportunity for the latecomer to catch up. Who doesn't want to be the best among swordsmen? No one can compare with me?"

Song Yushao took the initiative to say some words to Su Lang, and then said some words to the world where he was, which unfortunately no one listened to anymore, "In the past, among the worlds of more than ten countries, Caiyi's Sword God was the most virtuous and respected. Lin Gushan of the ancient Yu country doesn't know how to behave. Even though I, Song Yushao, am not qualified and like to travel around, Su Lang is full of vigor and ambition. No matter what, the world is still full of vitality. No matter who he is learning from, It's a road. Now that the old sword god is dead, Lin Gushan is also dead. I'm half dead, and only Su Lang is left. If Su Lang wants to rise to the top, as long as his swordsmanship reaches that level, no one can stop me. I'm just afraid that Su Lang will make a bad start. In the future, young people who practice swordsmanship in the world will feel a little breathless in their chests. They just think that my swordsmanship is advanced and the rules are nonsense. Kill whoever you want to kill. This is like ... You, Chen Ping'an, or Song Fengshan, are rich and wealthy. If you want, of course you can go to a brothel and spend a lot of money. You can embrace any beautiful or expensive oiran in your arms, but this does not mean that when you walk on the road, you will see If you marry a decent woman, you can humiliate her with money and bully her with your power..."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I have never been to a brothel."

Catching a glimpse of Liu Qian lowering her head to drink tea with a half-smile on her lips, Song Fengshan quickly echoed: "Me neither, absolutely not!"

After all, Jiang was too old to trick people without discussing it. Song Yushao turned around and reminded Liu Qian with a smile: "If a man has never been to a brothel, or if he doesn't have the trouble at all, he won't swear so confidently. , I will just smile and pass by, the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle."

Liu Qian nodded slightly and said softly: "It seems so."

Chen Ping'an and Song Fengshan looked at each other, but Song Fengshan's eyes were full of sadness and grievance, as well as complaints. It was Chen Ping'an who led the way!

Are you embarrassed to blame me? How many years have you, Song Fengshan, been involved in the world, and how many years have I, Chen Ping'an, only been involved? Chen Ping'an blinked and said only half a sentence, "I've never been there anyway."

Song Fengshan was stunned on the spot.

This guy is so bad!

Liu Qian covered her mouth and smiled.

Song Yushao laughed loudly and said: "It seems that these years, you melon boy have not been in the world in vain."

Song Fengshan shook his head, turned to his wife and said, "It's better to bring some wine, otherwise I won't be happy."

Liu Qian went to get the wine.

Song Yushao was touched by the light and spoke louder.

Song Fengshan didn't drink much, and Liu Qian only had a token drink.

Song Yushao and Chen Pingan drank the two jars of good wine that Zhuangzi had brewed and had stored for more than five years.

When he heard that Chen Ping'an planned to leave the day after tomorrow, Song Yushao waved his hand and said, "Go and get two more jars. As long as this melon rind can drink me down, let alone the day after tomorrow, I will allow him to get out immediately after drinking!"

Liu Qian got up and got the wine without hesitation.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Then we'll leave the day after tomorrow. Senior Song, I really have something to do. I have to catch a cross-continental ferry to Beiju Luzhou. If I miss it, I have to wait at least another month." "

Song Yushao glared and said, "Then why don't you leave now? You can't waste a day or two? Is it that I, Song Yushao, have too little face, or that you, Chen Ping'an, have too much face now?"

Chen Ping'an murmured: "It is said that the most important thing is to encourage people to drink at the wine table."

Song Yushao slapped the table, "Drink your wine! Jiji Waiwai, I think that girl, unless her eyesight is not good, she will never like a man like you who lingers even after drinking! What, Is there no chance?"

When Chen Pingan heard this, he was in a good mood, his eyes were shining, and he was full of pride, but he was a little tongue-tied when he spoke, "Drinking, drinking, are you afraid of you? In this matter, Senior Song, you really cheated me. It was because of you back then." That sentence scared me half to death, but fortunately it doesn't matter at all... Come on, let's drink this bowl first and then talk about it. To be honest, old man, your drinking capacity is not as good as it used to be. This is only a few bowls of wine. Look at your face. Drinking red wine is like applying rouge and gouache..."

Song Yushao blew his beard and stared, "Don't shake your hands when you are able to drink. Keep them steady. If you dare to shake a drop of wine, you will lose a little love for the world!"

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian were enjoying themselves secretly. They were still young, and their skills in persuading people to drink at the old Jianghu table were endless and difficult to guard against.

One old and one young, they were so drunk that they were in a daze.

Finally, in the eyes of Song Fengshan and Liu Qian, they had taken off their boots and sat cross-legged on the chairs.

Fortunately, Song Fengshan was in charge and refused to give him any more wine. The two of them didn't fully enjoy themselves. Otherwise, they would probably drink until they vomited, or drink after vomiting.

Chen Pingan still lives in the same house as before, which is relatively close to the Shanshui Pavilion and waterfall.

Fall down and go to sleep.

Song Yushao was no better. He staggered back to his residence and soon started snoring like thunder.

Chen Pingan was really drunk. He lay on the bed and closed his eyes, barely maintaining a sense of clarity.

There is something wrong with Senior Song's mental state.

Otherwise, the old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom who he met for the first time that year had to agree to Han Yuanshan because he was worried about his junior's future, and then due to the situation, he had to refuse Su Lang's competition. But even so, when I saw him today, Chen Peace is definitely not that kind of mentality.

I won't accept my fate like that.

But Chen Ping'an didn't ask directly, and no matter how much wine he drank, he didn't mention it.

It's not just that we have a good relationship, but if we drink too much, we can really behave unscrupulously.

How many unintentional words from those closest to you have become a lifelong knot in your heart.

Drink till the end.

Song Yushao suddenly glanced at the bamboo hat placed on the desk, and then at the long sword Chen Pingan carried behind his back, and asked: "Is this sword you are carrying good?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Okay."

Song Yushao smiled and said, "That's good."

Chen Ping'an was confused, didn't think much, couldn't care less, and hiccupped.

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian looked a little lonely, but they concealed it well and passed away in a flash.

Chen Pingan drank so much that he had a headache and mumbled to sleep.

If there is wine today, I will be drunk now. If I get drunk, I will be a god. Tomorrow's worries will come, tomorrow's worries will come, and all kinds of sadness will still have wine.

Early in the morning, Chen Pingan opened his eyes, got up and washed himself, then walked along the quiet path to the waterfall.

Of course it's not to practice boxing, but to take a look at the words he secretly carved on the stone wall.

As a result, at the Shanshui Pavilion, I saw Song Fengshan instead of Song Yushao.

Chen Pingan walked quickly, and Song Fengshan stood up to greet him.

Song Fengshan smiled and said: "It's rare for grandpa to drink so uncontrollably. He hasn't gotten up yet."

Chen Pingan felt a little guilty. He was silent for a moment and looked around, "Isn't it a pity that we have to move away from here?"

Song Fengshan hummed, "Of course there will be some reluctance, but this matter was Grandpa's own idea, and Han Yuanshan took the initiative to find someone. In fact, Liu Qian and I didn't want to agree at the time. Our initial idea was to take a step back, at most Even Wang Yiran, who is admired by that grandfather, can win a sword fight so that Wang Yiran can become the martial arts leader of Shushui Kingdom. Jianshui Villa will never be moved. After all, Zhuangzi will be his grandfather's life. But grandpa didn’t agree, saying that Zhuangzi is dead and people are alive, so there’s nothing he can’t let go of. You also know grandpa’s temper and can’t beat it.”

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "That's what the old man is, otherwise he wouldn't have stopped the thousands of troops of Shushui Kingdom by himself."

Song Yushao is for Chen Pingan.

Very important.

Some people, as long as they are still in the Jianghu, everything they do is like holding a wine flask in the Jianghu and pouring a glass of wine to others. The cup is full of chivalry, making people take the glass and just drink. That’s it.

Song Fengshan smiled and said: "Grandpa also has no thoughts about today's world. He always said that it is difficult to find a drinking friend nowadays, that's why he is like this."

It seemed that the words were a bit heavy, and then Song Fengshan quickly joked: "Chen Ping'an, don't dare to come to our Xinzhuangzi to drink in the future just because grandpa drinks so much. To be honest, I blame you too. What do you say immediately?" We are about to leave. Of course, our grandpa will not really miss your business, but at the wine table, old people are like this, and in front of the younger members of the family, it is difficult to say a soft word, so I can only drag you to drink one more drink. It’s a cup.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I understand this."

Song Fengshan said: "To be honest, Wei Wei suddenly flew his sword into the hands of Liu Qian in the Villa last night, but he just asked if you are in the Villa now. It seems that if you reply truthfully, she will come here. I asked Liu Qian to Pretend that you didn't receive the flying sword, wait until you leave, and then write back and say that you are indeed here, just to have a drink with my grandpa."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists in thanks.

After drinking too much last night, Chen Ping'an briefly talked about his reunion with Wei Wei, one of the four evil spirits of Shushui Kingdom, but he didn't mention the mountain god behind him.

That would require Chen Pingan to clean up the mess himself.

For example, after going to the Xianjia Ferry in Dilong Mountain, Feijian took an opportunity to send a message to Wei Bo from Piyun Mountain, asking about the size of the matter and, under normal circumstances, some normal reactions from the officials stationed in Dali and the local court.

Wei Bo is the righteous god of Beiyue in Da Li. Shushui Kingdom, which is far away in the middle of Aquarius Continent, is naturally not the boundary of Beiyue. It is precisely because of this that Chen Ping'an is so straightforward with his sword. Otherwise, he would really be merciful. It would be even worse if he changed his sword. A subtle way of doing things.

Song Fengshan pointed in the direction of the town, "Su Lang has already left with the maid holding the sword. I believe there will soon be a shocking story that will spread throughout the world in more than a dozen countries. Su Lang and a real mountain swordsman , fight to the death, even if defeated, it will still be glorious."

Chen Ping'an didn't care about the rumors that spread rumors, and said with a smile: "I have never understood why the Sword Attendant exists."

The former empress in the palace was like this, and so was the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal Su Lang.

Song Fengshan looked a little embarrassed.

Chen Pingan asked: "Brother Song also has this intention?"

Song Fengshan whispered: "I just dare to think about it in my heart."

Chen Pingan rubbed his chin. He didn't understand something at first, but when he put himself in his shoes, he immediately understood Song Fengshan.

Anyway, Chen Ping'an wouldn't even think about it.

Chen Ping'an suddenly frowned. This Su Lang was really entangled.

At this moment, the old housekeeper surnamed Chu came quickly, stood outside the small pavilion, and said with a wry smile: "The Green Bamboo Sword Immortal Su Lang came secretly, and asked to see Mr. Chen outside the gate, saying that he would be bold and troublesome. If Mr. Chen does something, he will be rewarded generously in the future."

Song Fengshan thought for a moment and understood the connection, and sneered: "I pushed the envelope twice."

Chen Ping'an smiled, waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. As soon as I came to the door, I drank as much good wine as Zhuangzi."

Song Fengshan shook his head, "Two different things!"

Chen Pingan joked: "Brother Song, you can't stop me."

Song Fengshan smiled and said: "Ten Song Fengshan couldn't stop me, but you still called me Brother Song..."

Don't wait for Song Fengshan to finish.

"Walk!"

Chen Ping'an had already put his fingers together and gently touched the scabbard, "Remember not to hurt anyone, the noise can be louder."

The sword fairy unsheathes.

Around the landscape pavilion, straight into the sky, the golden thread hangs in the sky.

Caused by the sword energy, thunder shook, and the sea of ​​clouds above the sword energy villa shattered.

Occasionally, the golden line will quickly approach the mountain owner, only to continue to rise into the sky soon.

After a while, Chen Ping'an looked up and said with a smile, "I'm back."

The long sword, which was like a dragon turning over clouds and rain, fell to the ground quickly and returned to its sheath as if commanded by an immortal.

Song Fengshan was speechless.

Knowing that Chen Ping'an's martial arts skills must be very scary, otherwise he wouldn't be able to defeat Su Lang, but Song Fengshan really didn't expect that he could scare people to death.

Chen Pingan flipped his wrist, handed over a pot of Wuwei wine, and suppressed a smile, "After drinking Zhuangzi's good wine, drink mine too. I'm not an old man. I lie to people that drinking alcohol can relieve spicy food. This wine can really help." Cure hangover with wine.”

Song Fengshan opened the mud seal and took a whiff, "Authentic immortal wine, this is the best wine."

Chen Pingan shook his head, "This kind of wine is just delicious. I never think about it. I drink it when I can. If I don't have it, I don't think about it. But Brother Song, I have thought about the wine from Jianshui Villa for many years."

Song Fengshan picked up the wine pot, Chen Pingan picked up the sword gourd, and said in unison: "Take one!"

Song Fengshan drank half of the bottle of wine and stopped drinking. Chen Pingan stood up and said he wanted to go to the waterfall to have a look.

Song Fengshan had no companions.

Leaving the Shanshui Pavilion together, Song Fengshan walked back. He had another pot of Wutiao wine in his hand, which was said to be from Shujian Lake. He handed the pot to the old housekeeper Grandpa Chu who came and went, saying that it was a gift from Chen Ping'an. Talk to you later, give it away after drinking, and don’t keep it. The old steward, who had a good relationship with Chen Pingan back then, smiled broadly and took the wine flask. As long as it was the wine given by the young man back then, he would accept both good and bad wine, no need to be polite. The old housekeeper said that the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal had left. Before leaving, Su Lang saluted with his sword in front of the villa's gate.

Liu Qian met Song Fengshan and the old steward halfway, called Grandpa Chu, and the old man left with a smile.

Not long after the couple took a walk, Song Yushao came over.

Seeing his grandfather, Song Fengshan smiled and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I won't talk too much."

Song Yushao then patted his grandson on the shoulder and continued to move forward towards the landscape pavilion that was still some distance away from the waterfall. After sitting down, he began to reminisce about the past. It was easy for the elderly to do this and go to bed late. When getting up early, young people always don't understand. In fact, when an old man thinks about it, it's all those old stories and stories. Young people often don't like to hear them, so the old man has to think about them by himself.

Chen Ping'an was in the waterside pavilion and interrupted the waterfall with one punch. When he saw those words, he smiled knowingly.

Turning around to look, he quickly left the waterfall and came to the outside of the small pavilion.

Song Yushao had already walked out of the pavilion, "Let's go eat hot pot."

Chen Ping'an was a little shocked, "This early in the morning, the restaurants are not even open."

Song Yushao smiled and said: "No matter how worthless the title of Sword Master of Shushui Country is, it's still okay to have a hot pot at home. Besides, it's you who treat me, and it's not like I won't pay. Afterwards, the shopkeeper will feel guilty." When someone scolds someone, they also curse you.”

The two of them didn't fly away like birds as before. It was Song Yushao's idea to take a walk.

Halfway through, Butler Chu caught up with the two of them and brought the bamboo hat that Chen Pingan had left in the house.

Chen Pingan asked: "Driving people away?"

Song Yushao smiled and said, "If you leave early, you can come earlier next time. Can't you understand this? Doesn't it sound like a bastard?"

Chen Pingan was speechless.

When we arrived at the small town, there was no smoke yet, only a few crowing of chickens and barking of dogs, making it seem even quieter.

Song Yushao knocked hard on the door of the restaurant. He was no longer the old shopkeeper that Chen Pingan was familiar with back then, but a sleepy middle-aged man. He just saw the old sword master Song and said with a smile: "Old owner, who is this?"

Song Yushao pointed at the swordsman wearing a bamboo hat next to him and said, "This guy said he wanted to have hot pot. Could you please come to a table?"

There was no complaint on the man's face or in his heart. The friendship between the restaurant and Zhuangzi was passed down from his father's generation. Although his father has passed away now and it is said that Zhuangzi has to move, the man still thinks of Zhuangzi and the old owner. , then smiled and said: "Okay, I'll prepare it for the old owner. It just so happens that the second floor is clean at the moment, and there are no other guests."

Song Yushao took Chen Ping'an to sit by the window on the second floor as usual.

The restaurant here is familiar with the taste of the old swordsman of Song Dynasty, whether it is the bottom of the pot or the meat and vegetables, they are familiar with it and can choose the best.

Soon the table was filled with dishes of all sizes, and the hot pot began to steam.

Song Yushao ordered two jugs of wine from the restaurant, one for each person, and said to Chen Ping'an, "Today we just want to drink less and eat more vegetables."

Chen Pingan nodded, and Song Yushao glanced at the bowl and plate of condiments prepared by Chen Pingan across the table. It was quite bright red, and it only had half a bowl of chopped peppers. Yes, Gua Wa'er was very good.

Chen Ping'an was more open-minded than yesterday and talked more about things in the mountains.

Among them was the trip to Misty Mountain in Caiyi Country.

Song Yushao drank very sparingly today, mostly sipping wine. After listening to Chen Ping'an's demolition of the Ancestral Master Hall on the other side of Misty Mountain, he smiled and nodded, "In this way, the Ancestral Master Hall has truly lost its incest, father and son." From then on, they will turn against each other. Even if they don't fall out for a while, they may still complain about each other. They will smile afterwards and pretend that the father is kind and the son is filial. However, Lu Yundai and Lu Tingjiao actually know it well. No matter how hard it is for father and son, We are of the same mind. This move of yours is more effective than actually demolishing someone else’s ancestral hall. Gua Wa’er, it’s okay. You don’t kill people, just kill people’s hearts. Who did you learn this from?”

Chen Ping'an also took a sip of wine and said, "I learned a little from the mountains and a little from the rivers and lakes."

Chen Ping'an talked about the fisherman Mr. Wu Shuowen, the young man Zhao Shuxia and the young girl Zhao Luan again. He smiled and said that he had mentioned Jianshui Villa to them, and maybe he would visit them in the future. He also hoped that the Villa would not disgrace him. , must be well entertained, lest the master and the disciples think that Chen Pingan is bragging and not drafting. In fact, he is a shitty friend of the Sword Master of Shushui Country. They are just a nodding acquaintance. He likes to brag and blame himself. Isn’t it a gold medal on your face?

Song Yushao laughed loudly, helped him boil a piece of beef tripe, and put it on Chen Ping'an's plate.

I ate all the hot pot side dishes and drank a bottle of wine.

Song Yushao once again sent Chen Ping'an outside the town, but this time Chen Ping'an drank better and could eat spicy food. He was no longer as embarrassed as before, which made the old man a little disappointed.

Chen Ping'an wore a bamboo hat, stood still and clasped his fists, saying: "Senior, let's go."

Song Yushao nodded and said the last sentence, "You're not handsome either. What does the hat cover?"

Chen Pingan held up his bamboo hat and said seriously: "You can't say for sure. It's up to the woman to decide what a man looks like."

Song Yushao laughed and scolded: "It's just a hammer, not a rafter!"

Chen Pingan turned and left with a smile.

Song Yushao waited until Chen Ping'an was far away, then turned around and returned to the villa along the deserted street.

The old man walked alone through the archway that Su Lang had passed by, intending to ask him for advice.

There were some things that Chen Ping'an wanted to ask but couldn't, so the boy leaned back and forth on the dining table and said some seemingly off-topic remarks, such as his scenery in Misty Mountain.

Song Yushao's swordsmanship is not very good, but he has been wandering the world in vain for so many years? Do you know Chen Ping'an's nature? Don’t you know that such words, which are more or less showy, are definitely not what Chen Pingan would say on a daily basis? For what reason, other than to make him, an old guy, feel at ease, tell Song Yushao that if something really happened, if he, Chen Pingan, really asked, just say it out loud and don't hold it in your heart. But from the beginning to the end, Song Yushao clearly told Chen Pingan with every word and action that he had nothing to worry about and everything was fine. It was you who thought too much.

Song Yushao clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.

The sun is high and the weather is clear and cloudless. It is a good day today.

I hope that boy will be like this every day in the future.

At noon that day, it was already the third day since Chen Ping'an left the villa.

A hot-tempered girl with almond eyes came to Jianshui Villa, wearing a pair of embroidered shoes.

When they met Liu Qian and Song Fengshan, when they heard that Chen Ping'an had left, they immediately complained, saying that the couple was not kind and they didn't know how many days they could help them stay.

Liu Qian felt a little strange and asked her if something happened on the other side of the mountain and wanted Chen Pingan to help solve it? Then Liu Qian said seriously: "As long as you, Wei Wei, speak out about the grudge between you and the mountain god, our Jianshui Villa can help, but the Villa will never let Chen Pingan take action."

Wei Wei's expression was strange, "This Great Sword Immortal, didn't he tell you anything about the ancient temple?"

Liu Qian said doubtfully: "I told you, you still dare to go back to your old business. You suffered at the hands of our grandfather back then, but you still don't have a long memory, and you went to the ancient temple to abduct men's yang energy. Why, you actually met. What else is there to hide behind?"

Wei Wei chuckled and said: "There is no secret, he just has a crush on me and is too embarrassed to say it. I am actually a little tempted, so I thought about asking Mr. Song to help with the matchmaking..."

The corners of Song Fengshan's lips curled up, what nonsense words he said, what a lie. No one here knows what Wei Wei really likes. Furthermore, considering Chen Ping'an's temper and his current cultivation level, if he didn't kill demons directly with a sword at that time, it would have been you, Wei Wei, who had a great destiny.

Liu Qian smiled and directly exposed Wei Wei: "Okay, stop telling such life-threatening jokes. If our grandfather or Chen Pingan hears it, you will suffer!"

Liu Qian glanced at the relaxed couple, frowned and asked, "Could it be that Su Lang was careless while walking and died on the way, instead of causing trouble for your villa? Otherwise, would you still be able to laugh?" Shouldn't you cry every day? You, Liu Qian, wiped Song Fengshan's tears, and Song Fengshan shouted to the lady, don't cry, don't cry, and went back to wipe your face..."

Song Fengshan couldn't stand the teasing of the female ghost from Shushui Country, so he found an excuse to get up and leave.

Liu Qian then told Wei Wei in general about Su Lang's repulsion and the subsequent visit to ask for an audience.

In fact, she has been diligently taking care of the affairs of Jianshui Villa these years, so she knows what to say and what not to say.

Otherwise, the grandfather and grandson would not be so confident about her running the household.

Wei Wei exclaimed, not surprised at all. Seeing Liu Qian's thoughtful gaze, Wei Wei exclaimed and held his heart in his hands, "It turns out that Mr. Chen is already such a superb swordsman. He is such a scholar." Don't treat me with admiration for three days. It scared me to death. I was a good boy. If I had known that we were at the ancient temple, I should have offered myself a pillow. Even if I didn't like the man, I would have passed as soon as I closed my eyes."

Liu Qian threw a handful of melon seeds over and said, "Stop talking shamelessly and obscenely!"

Wei Wei suddenly said: "I should have arrived yesterday. Alas, we ghosts can barely travel far away in the wind. We are really not as fast as a sword fairy wielding a sword. Forget it, let's not mention this. I have been practicing hard for hundreds of years. , not as good as a man who spent less than ten years traveling around the mountains and rivers, so sad. Qian'er, the reason why I came to you a day late is that I went to the city to plan a major event involving the fundamentals of the road. Details Yes, I won’t tell you. Anyway, you will know sooner or later. But during this process, I discovered the figure of Hengdao Villa. That little woman Wang Coral is really arrogant now. A few miles away, I can smell the rouge smell on her body."

"It should be that as soon as Su Lang suffered a loss here, Han Yuanshan sent a flying sword to summon the spy left in the town, so Hengdao Villa took action immediately."

Wei Wei rubbed his heart with one hand, pretending to be resentful, "You have to make preparations early. If my lover Chen Ping'an is still in the villa, it doesn't matter. But now... this heartless man has run away. What if Han Yuanshan comes with him?" When the time comes, I will not favor you. At most, we will not help each other. Sisterhood is sisterhood. If Han Yuan Shanzhen wants to deal with you, I will have to cry secretly."

In fact, Wei Wei was very curious as to why Han Yuanshan was so unkind and disregarded the general situation. He insisted on having a problem with Jianshui Villa and forced Song Yushao to move out of the Villa to build a mountain temple here. Chen Ping'an picked him to death with a sword. As a mountain monster, he has been dreaming about the Spring and Autumn Period, thinking about being able to reach the sky in one step, move his position, and become the new mountain god here in Jianshui Villa. As for the big thing she didn't talk about, of course she was planning to take that beast's seat on the mountain god's seat. She, Wei Wei, had been secretly competing with Liu Qian. Many sisters in the world are like this. How can we get along well? Life is better than before, without any ambiguity, Wei Wei and Liu Qian were once one of the four evil spirits of Shushui Kingdom, and you, Liu Qian, as a mountain spirit, became the young lady of Jianshui Villa, Why can't I, Wei Wei, be a mountain god and be a head above you?

Regarding the transaction between Jianshui Villa and Han Yuanshan, it was very secret, and Liu Qian would naturally not say anything to Wei Wei.

Words that pierce the heart, apart from being able to say as little as possible, it also depends on the person.

Otherwise, after you take it out, you will never be able to put it back.

Liu Qian thought about it, carefully crafted her words, and said slowly: "It shouldn't be a bad thing. It was probably Chen Ping'an's action that made Han Yuan Shan feel jealous. With his cautiousness, he probably wouldn't come in person and would just let him support him." The puppet king who got up resolutely came to the villa to make some maneuvers so that the three parties would not become too tense."

Wei Wei thought about it, that was probably the case.

On the battlefield where an old man and a young man faced thousands of troops.

There was a swordsman in a blue shirt wearing a bamboo hat. When he left the town, he did not immediately go to the Xianjia Ferry in Dilong Mountain. Instead, he asked a nearby mountain god who was about to be "promoted", and then he finally understood something about Song Yu. It was something that Shao Shao, Song Fengshan and Liu Qian were unwilling to say.

Why did Song Yushao lose the energy of being a master of swordsmanship and a pure martial artist?

This is a secret matter that few people in Jianshui Villa know about.

It was only because this mountain god, who had high hopes from the Shushui Kingdom's imperial court, that he controlled the Qi of a place and used his natal magical power at that time to know about it.

No matter how serious the matter is, no one died.

Is it a small matter? Is it too small?

Not small.

There once was a warrior from China who came all the way to Jianshui Villa and asked Song Yushao for a bamboo scabbard.

At first, I said I would buy it with a lot of fairy money.

Song Yushao refused.

The reason is simple: the scabbard is to be given to a friend and is not for sale.

Then that foreigner, whose level of martial arts was unimaginably high, told Song Yushao to consider it for three days. After three days, he would not buy it.

When leaving, the man glanced at Song Fengshan and Liu Qian. They were filled with the sneer of people on the mountain looking at ants, and exchanged words with Song Yushao. Two lives were still considered a purchase.

Song Yushao was silent for three days.

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian made up their minds and actually persuaded their grandfather that if they don't sell it, they won't sell it!

But on Song Yushao's last day, he handed over the bamboo scabbard and confiscated the fairy money.

after that.

The old man is really old.

But the old man was with his grandson and granddaughter-in-law, and took the initiative to have a drink with the two juniors. He even toasted his granddaughter-in-law Liu Qian with a glass of wine, saying that his grandson could find a wife like you in this life because it is our old Song family. The ancestors have accumulated good deeds. He was the grandfather in the past. I feel sorry for her and underestimated her. Liu Qian drank the glass of wine with tears in her eyes. Finally, the old man comforted the two juniors and said it was okay. It was really okay. He asked them not to take it to heart. It was just a bamboo scabbard. Anyway, he had never mentioned this matter to that boy Chen Pingan. Just pretend that nothing happened. .

At this moment.

A mighty motorcade drove slowly towards the swordsman in blue shirt.

Chen Pingan put away his thoughts. After meeting the local mountain god at that time, he asked the mountain god not to go to the villa to mention that they had met.

Naturally, the mountain god did not dare, but the mountain god of Shushui Kingdom still felt honored to be able to sit on the top of the mountain with the young swordsman and drink together.

The reason why Chen Ping'an didn't leave immediately or return to Jianshui Villa was because he felt unhappy and didn't know what to do.

I just kept wandering here, thinking about things alone.

Then I met an acquaintance again.