Today, the two sides gathered over the yellow mud wall to chat. Liu Fang reached out to take a handful of fried pumpkin seeds and thanked the neighbors. The old scholar liked his literary talent.

Liu Xiang asked with a smile: "Brother Han, why haven't you scolded the Dali court and the local government for not doing personnel all year round?"

The old scholar immediately raised his head, looked around, looked panicked, and glared: "Brother Liu, don't say such things! You want to sue. If a scholar like me is stripped of his pants and his butt is tied to a board in the lobby of the county government, life is worse than death."

Liu Xing held the pumpkin seeds in one hand and kowtowed the pumpkin seeds, and smiled: "It seems that the county government doesn't care about these gossips. The young man who used to say that he had an official spirit was just because his hands were full of calluses. You were wondering at that time that the entourage beside the young man was a martial artist who ate imperial grain. However, the officials were all fine and tender, so there was no reason for calluses on his hands. So after thinking about it, I thought about it for a long time, but I still felt that I had read it wrong? I still remember that he went into the yard and said to borrow water from you to drink. You ran to get the bowl. I never thought that he went directly to the water tank and took the gourd ladle and drank it."

The village cadet smiled and said, "I hope that the young man is really a county magistrate, even if it is a clerk in the sixth house, it is a great official."

Liu Xing asked with a smile: "It is said that it is the county magistrate who destroyed the family and destroyed the family. He is really a county magistrate. No matter how special it is, he will come to your house for a few times, and he is not afraid that he will come to hear the news?"

The village scholar sighed and waved his hands repeatedly, "Da Li is not a thing, it has ruined my fame, but they can't do such a wrongful act by officials."

Liu Xiang asked with a smile: "How can I see it?"

The village cadet smiled and said, "Although I am not a member of the public, I am not a scattered lady with long hair and short knowledge. I only said that in a few nearby villages, the group of ancestors were all local tyrants and evil gentry for generations. Now I have become honest over the years. I know that some officials have been in charge of them. In the past, they were used to be with them, and they were together and talked about the truth. They just made a name together and cheated the people's money. Now they are in charge of them. I can't trust the government, but I can also trust my own eyes. Brother Liu, it's not my brother who boasted. With my eyes, I have read so many books of sages in my life, and I look at people and things, which is very poisonous."

Liu Xiang nodded with a smile.

The old man patted his chest, "Why do I have to pass the exam in my life? Why do I have to be an official in the yamen? Isn't it just that I want to be an official who doesn't want to be a person who only cares about them?! This is called scholars, pleading for the people."

Liu Fang smiled and said, "Be a good official with a good conscience, and get some oil in your pocket?"

The old man laughed and said, "To be an official, you must be a good official, and you cannot be too troubled to yourself and your family."

Liu Xiang asked: "I really went to the yamen to become an official, how many days, months and years can I control it? The ups and downs of the public's practice, and how many years can I control it for a lifetime?"

The old man said sadly: "How do you know? You have never been an official."

Liu Xiang smiled. The village student looked at the skylight, came to his senses, stomped his feet, and said in a hurry: "Brother Liu, if you don't have fun with you, I have to go to the village school to pick up my grandson."

My grandson who had just started studying is really a seed of study, but he is much better than reading books by blindly.

In recent years, it is said that the Ministry of Rites in Dali directly allocates funds, and then the county government offices pay the wages of the local school teachers more and more. They increase every few years, and some people still think that the money is small. However, when they think of "next year", they continue to teach. Moreover, the more remote the village schools are, the more they add. Especially when they hear that all the newly compiled local county annals in this state will be published separately for such unknown teachers. In this way, even the village scholar is a little moved. If this is true, it is really the glorious ancestor of our unfamiliar scholars. They just scolded the Dali court for so many years. The old man was so shameless that he could not regret it immediately, thinking about "next year".

The old man ran away, suddenly turned his head, pointed to his eyes, and pointed at Liu Xing, and smiled and said, "Brother Liu, I know, you are actually a miserable scholar who thinks you are born at the wrong time, right? Don't be depressed, let's go back and be the teacher of that school together. In the future, we two will be neighbors in that local chronicle. When we have free time, we will stir-fry a few dishes and drink some earthenware. This day, it's a god!"

Liu Xiang smiled and said, "Brother Han can't help but teach Dali, just take me together, right?"

The old man laughed, "I am a scholar, and Brother Liu's eyes are also poisonous."

After Liu Xing laughed, after eating the pumpkin seeds handed over by his fellow villager, he patted his palms and said sadly: "Do you really ignore so many long-term plans? It's a pity to give up halfway."

In the capital of Dali, the Qingxuan Cave on the plank road was ravaged by the ape. Gu Can raised his head, yelled, and laughed, "I, Gu Can, have already thought about it."

Zheng Juzhong said calmly: "What do you mean?"

Gu Can stretched and walked to the cliff. From a distance, he looked at the Dali Capital City where the night was getting deeper and the lights gradually became bright. He slightly deviated from his sight, which was the town in his hometown.

A slight crack began to appear on Gu Can's face from the middle of his eyebrows, and then it slowly spread to the entire face.

The current leader of Fuyao Sect, the small slug from Nibo Lane in the past, and the oil bottle behind someone, he sniffed.

"Zheng Juzhong, tell Chen Ping'an that I chose right or wrong."

Gu Can grinned and said, "Then I wish everyone in Shujian Lake in the end."

A young man's handsome face shattered.

"I, Gu Can, I wish everyone in the world will only meet Liu Laocheng, Liu Zhimao Tianhujun and others, forever, life and death, and never meet Chen Ping'an in life."

A body and all souls were like a piece of porcelain shattering and splashing between heaven and earth.

Zheng Juzhong, who had long been isolated from the world, remained silent and allowed Gu Can to choose this path.

The world and the world may give you a long-term response to your Gu Can’s choice and... "oath". But Chen Ping'an would never hear Gu Can’s words.

Zheng Juzhong raised his eyes and looked at this complex world that is unique to all kinds of worlds.

People.

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Chen Ping'an had finished drinking the wine in the pot, put it aside, and asked, "What are you asking for?"

Shi Zhouren was silent. This was revealed. How talented are you, Chen Ping'an, why do you still have to ask?

The Taoist's hands and feet were scattered into ashes, leaving only his chest and a head, and said calmly: "Of course, it is forcing you to become a god and ascend to heaven."

"With that meticulous 'god', with the help of you tug of war with your divine nature, and cooperate with the ancestors of the Three religions and the predecessor who took the lead in reaching heaven, completely destroy the ruins of the ancient heavenly court."

"Chen Ping'an, Zhou Mi, the ancestor of the three religions, and the senior who once opened a path to heaven alone, all died. The world has finally become truly peaceful, and the world is the world of the world."

Shi Zhouren was full of spirit, "Since Cui Feng was able to invite the ancestors of the three religions to disperse the Tao, why can't I win peace for the world?"

"If it weren't for you and Zhou Mi that evenly shared the 'one', if you weren't the master of the sword holder, who would have unexpectedly stabbed him Zhou Mi's sword?"

"Chen Ping'an, how can I thank me for helping you reach the sky? Haha, it is more appropriate to force you to become a god and reach the sky."

For some reason, Chen Ping'an still asked: "Shi Zhouren, what are you asking for?"

Shi Zhouren was puzzled.

Chen Ping'an finally asked, "Taoist, what are you asking for?"

Shi Zhouren looked back on his life in learning Taoism. Many scenes were walking in his mind and suddenly realized, murmured: "My things have been accomplished. My heart is biased."

Chen Ping'an stood up and smiled and said, "It seems that for the sake of public and private, be good people and be bad people, and learn the Tao but not the Tao. It turns out that we all have some requests for it. "

Shi Zhouren calmed down his smile, leaving only one head slowly rising, with a complicated expression, and said softly: "Who said no? Chen Ping'an, let me take a look and go to the sky."

How many infatuated men in the world are trying to go to heaven with their hair held back.

Chen Ping'an pressed his hands against the hilt of the sword at his waist and said, "Shi Zhouren, good name."

Shi Zhouren smiled and said, "It deserves its name. As long as you do this, what does it matter if I am Pang Ding? What does it matter if I know my name and deeds in the world?"

As half a person, Chen Ping'an's "human and god" dispute in his heart has a result.

Shi Zhouren no longer spoke, but just waited and saw that Zhishen had to rely on the 100,000 mountains rooted in the wild land to forcibly drag a body that was raised to heaven.

Chen Ping'an, what can you rely on?

Chen Ping'an said: "I finally understand Mr. Qi's mood at that time."

Shi Zhouren asked curiously: "What kind of mood is it?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Great freedom."

Shi Zhouren shook his head, not understanding.

It's right that you don't understand. Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, turned his head and smiled, "I'm sure you're fine."

Shi Zhouren smiled and said, "I am honored."

Chen Ping'an turned around and walked towards the center of the platform, held the hilts of Yeyou and Duping's two long swords with both hands, and looked up at the sky.

Next he... jumped a few times, and Shi Zhouren was stunned when he saw it, and then he burst into laughter. He laughed for some reason, and the Taoist burst into tears.

Chen Ping'an yelled and scratched his face. He wanted to say a few bold words, but he gave up.

only.

I just hope that all the "Gu Can" in the world will not go to a Shujian Lake.

I hope that even if they have no choice, they will still meet their respective Shujianhu on the road of life. They can, and they will definitely be able to move forward in heaven and strive for self-improvement! Or, or meet a "Chen Ping'an" who can do better.

Chen Ping'an pulled out his two swords. How could life be like a duckweed walking in the world at night, and this body and this life are sinking into darkness.

We all want to be strong, we all want to do something for this world.

Liu Xian went to the house to bring a bowl of glutinous rice wine given by his neighbors and walked back to the yard.

This great world's great way was born, with a straight dress and a wine kneeling on the ground, "The God of War is a food for you. The only thing that is to enjoy is to enjoy."

Feng Yuanxiao, who was protected by Ning Yao and even preached for him, held his cheek with one hand and was flipping through a book. He saw a sentence, ""Get the world for profit, and I have to harm it with it." The little girl frowned and was a little confused. She wanted to wait for Sister Ning to come home and ask her for advice. However, Feng Yuanxiao suddenly laughed. Sister Ning might not understand it. It must be the same wording. You can ask anything other than swordsmanship and Taoism. Only in terms of study and learning, you will ask him the most in the future. He also likes to be a teacher...

In the wild world, the girl's appearance was shocked. Feiran was very surprised and asked softly what was wrong and why she cried. Jingci shook her head, her voice hoarse, and said that she heard a word of heart. He said that the wild world was also the world. Feiran was confused and had a gentle movement, helping the Taoist partner wipe away the tears from her face. However, Jingci tears kept flowing, and she herself didn't know what the reason was.

Just after following Zhang Fenghai, Runyue Peak, who had just returned to Qingming World, worked hard. Standing on the top of the mountain, he thought of an extremely desolate elegy for no reason, which enriched his muscles and feasted on the ants, and his beautiful body was forever gone.

The ancient heavenly temple ruins, the high-ranking gods of the new heavenly temple, made up for the shortcomings and became one of the new five highest "Li Zhen". Looking down at the world, he said angrily: "It shouldn't be like this. The long river of time I have seen has never had this picture, you don't need to..."

Zhou Mi's face was extremely gloomy, and she actually ate all the "Li Zhen" and turned it into her own use, and combined it with her own divine nature.

Only the fire god "Ruan Xiu" can't eat it for the time being. Forget it, it's better not to eat it, but maybe it will be even more troublesome if you eat it.

Zhou Mi thought that she had been killed on purpose, at least for both sides, there was about one or two hundred years left to continue to entangle, but she didn't expect Chen Ping'an, a bastard...

The divine nature that has been struggling to suppress has never been so relaxed on the high platform.

The man in blue clothes had a half-light and half-dark face, and in an instant, finally became completely bright and clear.

I have been dealing with me for a long time. I would rather be me!

At this moment, Chen Ping'an dared not look at those people he had been attached to for a long time. He was afraid that he would regret it, and was afraid, and regressed.

I only dared to look at Fu Dechong, Pushan who was far away in the Taoist temple. After reading the Taoist book in the mountain god's sleeve, Lu Chen, and then left.

In the wild world, "Lu Chen" shook his head. Don't imitate me, Lu Chen, and never do this!

Chen Ping'an, you are still young and don't have to be afraid of making many mistakes. You can do a lot of things. Interesting, either meaningful, or interesting and meaningful.

A Taoist priest once went down to the bright moon and went to the human world.
To be continued...