A saint who drags people into his own territory and then kills them on the spot?

The boy in Tsing Yi immediately laughed dryly and said: "I will be polite and respectful to Sister Ruan. I will also help the master keep an eye on the silly girl, so that she will not accidentally use inappropriate words and annoy Sister Ruan. When the time comes, she will

Come and cause death, and finally make it difficult for you, Master..."

Chen Pingan tried his best to hold back his laughter, and deliberately did not introduce the girl's gentle temperament. Instead, he hummed with a straight face, nodded and said: "When you meet, you have to be polite."

After going around and around, Wei Bo finally took the lead on a bluestone path and laughed at himself: "I temporarily paved the path under our feet and collected some rocks from the mountain stream. Chen Ping'an, you might as well change it later."

Chen Ping'an walked on the solid and neat gravel road and said with a smile: "If you don't change it, it's good."

Everyone's vision suddenly opened up, and they saw a two-story bamboo building. It was green in color and exquisite in appearance. The key was that the bamboo building faced the beautiful mountains and rivers.

On the ground floor of the bamboo building, there are several cute little bamboo chairs with small thatched futons on them.

Chen Ping'an's eyes were dull and his mouth was wide open. He was shocked beyond measure.

I originally thought that Wei Bo had agreed to build a bamboo building for himself. In my imagination, it would be good if it was not crooked.

No one could have imagined that it would be so good.

After Chen Pingan came to his senses, he asked softly: "Is it mine?"

Wei Bo smiled and said, "Of course."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said, "Wei Bo, Luopo Mountain will be half of your home from now on. You can live wherever you want."

Wei Bo smiled and said, "Hey, you've changed your tune now? Who said before that Luopo Mountain is not 'ours'?"

Chen Ping'an laughed and said: "Wei Bo, you are a dignified landowner in Qidunshan. You are like me and have a lot of low prices."

Wei Bo laughed heartily, stretched out his hand and tapped the young man, "After all, there are some changes. This trip to study abroad was not in vain."

After that, Wei Bo watched the first and second children running to the second floor of the bamboo building, and then they lay down side by side on the railing and looked up into the distance. A taller big head and two shorter little heads looked from Wei Bo's side.

, in fact, it looks quite like a hill.

"Master, the scenery here is so beautiful. Can we live here in the future?"

"Of course."

"Master, give me this place, so I can get one less ordinary snake gallstone. How about that?"

"no."

As if infected by their joyful mood, Wei Bo, who was no longer the land lord of Qidun Mountain, turned around and looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance with a smile.

Living with good people is like entering a house of orchids, which will become fragrant over time.

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Chen Pingan took them down the mountain to the town. Wei Bo appeared and disappeared, and the boy in Tsing Yi whispered: "You are sneaky, and you are not a good bird at first sight! Master, don't deal with that guy in the future.

This is a mature and prudent opinion of mine.”

Chen Pingan ignored him.

They walked over the mountains and ridges with familiar roads. When the three of them saw the houses in the west of the town in the distance, Chen Pingan sighed softly.

Having climbed up the inconspicuous Pearl Mountain before, Chen Pingan had already looked over his hometown and pointed out the approximate locations of many places to the two guys around him.

For example, the Mubo Lane where my ancestral home is located, the school where Mr. Qi taught, Qilong Lane with two shops, Fulu Street and Taoye Lane where most letters are delivered, the blacksmith shop outside the town, and the Shenxian Lane in the east.

Tombs and the northernmost Lao Ci Mountain, etc.

Only the stone bridge that had returned to its original appearance, Chen Ping'an just glanced at it from the corner of his eye when he looked at the blacksmith shop. Not only did he not introduce any details, he didn't even notice an obvious pause in his eyes.

I have seen with my own eyes the dangers and strangeness of the world outside, so I must be careful and cautious.

The boy in Tsing Yi said arrogantly: "Master, let's go to Qilong Lane first to see the straw shops and the New Year shops?"

Chen Pingan said softly: "Go to my parents' graves first."

The three of them did not go through the town, but walked downstream along the river.

Silently walking across the stone bridge with no old sword strips, passing by the blacksmith shop with low thatched huts and tall sword furnaces, and finally coming to the small grave, Chen Pingan took off his backpack and took out

Those cotton bags no bigger than fists add soil to the graves.

On the young man's dark face, there was neither a look of sadness or hurting his lungs nor a look of returning to his hometown in rich clothes.
Chapter completed!