The elderly shopkeeper sincerely praised the young master for his good vision, and then explained that the old servant Huang Tingguo's works were now in his pocket, and he would definitely make a profit, because there were rumors in the market that the man would soon come back to work and be invited to serve as the chief minister.

The deputy principal of Liyi New Academy.

In the night, Chen Ping'an, who had returned home after a full trip, chose a simple inn and asked for two adjacent rooms. The girl in the pink skirt slept in a separate room.

The boy in green followed Chen Ping'an and crossed the threshold. He immediately wrinkled his nose with a look of disgust. He shook his palms in front of his nose vigorously to dispel the old sour smell. He was indeed a water snake who had become refined. No matter how hard he wiped it, it was difficult to eliminate it.

The boy in Tsing Yi drove the smell out of the window.

After Chen Pingan closed the door, he spread out the map of the southern states and counties of Da Li on the table. Because these secret geographical maps have always been the exclusive property of the government, private possession by the private sector is a serious crime. Chen Pingan looked at Fengya County and Longquan County.

The distance between them is only 600 miles, half of which is the official road that is convenient for business travelers, and the other half is the relatively difficult Chongdan River waterway. Compared with the long journey here and back, the 600-mile road can be regarded as a short distance.

So close.

After Chen Pingan ate the food, he began to practice sword furnace.

From time to time, a woman's curses and the innkeeper's begging for mercy could be heard in my ears.

It's so similar to the scene in Xinghua Lane, Nibo Lane, in my hometown.

But at that time, Gu Can's mother was still there, and the vicious-mouthed Granny Ma hadn't passed away yet. Every day, the sound of reading in the school could be heard far away from the iron lock well.

By the time I went back this time, the old locust tree was gone and the gatekeeper was no longer there. There would definitely not be a brand new and joyful New Year's couplet posted at the door of the neighbor's yard in Muping Lane on New Year's Eve.

Chen Ping'an sighed, put away the sword furnace stake, came to the window, took out the small silver sword embryo from the specially sewn pocket in his sleeve, gently held it in the palm of his hand, and rubbed it slowly.

The boy in green yelled angrily for no reason, "Seeking death!"

When Chen Pingan heard the sound, he turned around and saw a boy in green holding a cloud of ethereal gray smoke with his fingers. He clamped it suddenly, and there was a slight crackle. The gray fog gradually dissipated, and there was a faint whine and hiss.

Seeing Chen Ping'an's puzzled expression, the boy in Tsing Yi happily took credit and said: "Master, this little devil who doesn't know how to live or die has been crushed by me! He still dares to come to your territory and run wild, sir. I'm really tired of living!"

The boy in green pointed at the mist that was spreading everywhere, "It's called the Pillow Charm, and it has no entity. Wherever this little thing passes, the little wind it brings is one of the many evil spirits in the world. I like it the most.

Chasing those evil-hearted street shrews, whenever they move their lips, this kind of charm will secretly appear and collect that trend, which is most likely to alienate relatives, especially the relationship between husband and wife. The so-called pillow trend in the market is theirs.

Good show."

Chen Pingan sighed and said with a smile: "If you encounter such evil spirits in the future, just drive them away. There is no need to fight or kill them."

The boy in green said "Oh", tilted his head and asked: "Master, don't you have a heart of Bodhisattva? How come you don't do justice for heaven when you encounter such evil spirits?"

Chen Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Why do you want to do justice for heaven? I'm not that capable..."

Chen Pingan quickly stopped talking and said nothing more.

The boy in green clothes felt a little disappointed for no reason.

Because I failed to hear the great truth of the bad good man.

I used to find it boring and boring to listen to, but after that time at Wusheng Temple, Chen Pingan never talked about it again, and it actually made me feel even more boring.

The child in Tsing Yi lay on the table for a while, feeling that he was very ill, so he climbed onto the table, then lay down with his hands and feet spread out, looking lifelessly at the ceiling. He saw a small spider web that no longer had an owner. After looking at it for a long time, Tsing Yi

The child began to turn over the table.

The girl in the pink skirt had packed the bedding and mattress over there, and then came here to clean it up for the master. She did not forget to carry Cui Dongshan's book box. She slept in the open air all the way, and she protected the book box at all times. This can be seen from this.

, the young man in white who used his magical powers in Zhilan Cao's library had a huge psychological impact on her.

Chen Pingan put away the "silver ingot" again and walked to the table. The boy in Tsing Yi hurriedly sat back on the stool. Chen Pingan took out the "Iron Sword Flick Collection" with the rich fragrance of ink from the basket on his back. The boy in Tsing Yi hurriedly sat down.

He diligently brought the oil lamp and helped light the wick. The master and servant sat on three sides.

The boy in Tsing Yi didn't dare to disturb Chen Ping'an who was reading. He smiled at the girl in pink skirt sitting opposite and asked, "Aren't you very happy that you can eat a snake gallstone right away and reach the fifth level?"

With Chen Ping'an by her side, the girl in the pink skirt will be much more courageous, "Don't try to take advantage of my snake gallstone."

The boy in green chuckled and said: "The master told me privately that there are different sizes of snake gallstones, and different grades. Silly girl, you have no merit or hard work along the way, so you are the most useless, so I only give you the smallest and worst one."

, I have accompanied the master in boxing so many times, so the two I got are the biggest and best, one is as big as ten of yours."

The girl in pink skirt immediately turned to look at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan turned over a page of the book and said with a smile: "Don't listen to his nonsense."

The girl in pink skirt glared at the boy in green who lied about the military situation.

The kid in green slapping the table, "Rebellion?!"

The girl in pink skirt sat over Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan was accustomed to this, but he did not deliberately support the little fire python and always read quietly.

By the dim light of the oil lamp, Chen Pingan flipped through the reading notebook page by page. He also took out a remaining bamboo slip from Qidun Mountain and a small carving knife given by the owner of the hosta shop where he bought it. He read some

The good sentences that stood out in front of my eyes were carved on the bamboo slips one stroke at a time.

The boy in Tsing Yi put his cheek against the table and rolled his eyes, pretending to be a ghost.

The girl in pink skirt didn't dare to look at him, so she stayed close to her master and watched Chen Pingan reading or carving.

Chen Ping'an suddenly frowned, hesitated for a moment and asked: "The book says that when wealth and wealth develop, roads and bridges must be built, and mansions and large tombs cannot be built."

The boy in green sneered at this, but said nothing and kept his half-dead posture.

The girl in pink skirt nodded and said softly: "Sir, some scholars are very particular about this. They hope that when they get rich, they will do good deeds and benefit the village."

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless. He originally thought that after returning home, he would immediately spend money to build a large tomb for his parents before the New Year. It would be grand and grand without even a decent tombstone.

The boy in Tsing Yi couldn't help but said: "Master, you are not a scholar now, what do you care about these things? Besides, what do you really have to worry about? At worst, we will build roads and bridges. I will help myself when the time comes. Not only did we spend money

, and you personally contribute, God will definitely have nothing to say."

Chen Ping'an suddenly realized that the knot in his heart that had just been knotted was quickly untied. He turned to look at the boy in Tsing Yi, extended his thumb to him, and said happily: "Well done! That's right!"

The girl in pink skirt became happy together with her master.

The boy in green clothes was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered his head, tears almost falling from his eyes.

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As we walked, we passed official roads and waterways, and the one and two children in a harmonious atmosphere finally saw the outline of a slightly lonely mountain.

Chen Pingan stopped, stretched out his hands to pat the heads of the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt, and then pointed to the mountain. He smiled and looked at the top of the mountain called Luolu Mountain. This time Chen Pingan was so ridiculous.

Not subtle at all, "We're home! My home!"

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Chapter completed!