Zheng Dafeng said with a matter-of-fact expression: "Isn't this nonsense? I'm looking for a wife with my eyes wide open. Now I can't wait to carry a lantern at night and pick up a girl on the street to go home. Do you think being single is fun? The night is long,

Apart from the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs, there is only the sound of a fart, and you have to cover yourself in bed, reluctant to let go. If it were you, wouldn't you feel pitiful?"

Chen Pingan wiped his face and said nothing.

Zheng Dafeng asked with a smile: "I want to discuss something with you."

Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "Tell me."

Zheng Dafeng pointed at the foot of Luolu Mountain behind him, "I plan to go back to my old job as a janitor and eat and drink here, how about that?"

Chen Ping'an stopped and said, "Are you kidding?"

Zheng Dafeng was angry, "I traveled all night, just to come to Luolu Mountain to joke with you?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Okay, I'll let Zhu Lian build a house by the mountain gate later."

Zheng Dafeng rolled his eyes and said: "There must be a building on the mountain, otherwise it will spread and make people laugh, and I will not be able to find a wife."

After Chen Pingan looked around, he approached Zheng Dafeng and whispered to him.

After Zheng Dafeng heard this, he quickly wiped his saliva and said with a sly smile, "Isn't this bad? It's not getting a good reputation? I still don't have a wife. Besides, you gave it to the little girl in the pink skirt.

It's so inappropriate to ask a little girl to go home."

Chen Ping'an said: "This is what you said. Don't be greedy in the future and leave the mountain alone and wander around there all day long."

Zheng Dafeng grabbed Chen Ping'an's arm and said, "No, you're not allowed to say a few shy words. I'm a thin-skinned person. It's not like you don't know. After traveling around the world for so long, I still don't have any sharp eyesight."

No."

Chen Ping'an rubbed his chin, "Forget it, I'd better not ask for the fox skin talisman from the girl in pink skirt. I'll find someone later to help you find someone to buy another one from Qingfeng City."

Zheng Dafeng nodded vigorously, suddenly figured out something, and asked tentatively: "Wait a minute, what do you mean, you won't pay for the talisman paper?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's me who's going to go out, and I'll treat it as advance payment for you to guard the mountain gate."

Zheng Dafeng was anxious.

Chen Pingan calmed down his joking expression and said, "If you really want a clean place to stay, there are actually many hills besides Luolu Mountain, such as Gray Mountains, Fish Backs, and Sword Worship Platforms. You can take your pick."

Zheng Dafeng shook his head: "Look at the gate, there is nothing to be ashamed of. If I really feel that I have failed in this life, and I have to hide and dare not see people, and I can't go anywhere, why do I come to Longquan County?"

Zheng Dafeng patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder, walked slowly, and looked up at the top of Luolu Mountain, "I like the human flavor here. There was actually a small town back then, but after it was reduced from a small cave to a blessed place, it didn't exist anymore.

After the ban, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers took root, people came and went, and there was a mixture of fish and dragons. It just looked lively, but it lost popularity."

Chen Ping'an returned to Longquan County this time and passed through the small town. He did feel this way, but what he thought in his heart was not as straightforward as what Zheng Dafeng said.

Zheng Dafeng said: "If one day I feel that Luopo Mountain is like this, I will move away. Don't blame me for not saying hello to you then."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Why don't you just say hello to me before moving?"

Zheng Dafeng was noncommittal, and suddenly reached out and patted Chen Ping'an on the back, "Don't bend over on purpose. Are you tired? I, Zheng Dafeng, am a hunchback, so what? I'm handsome."

Chen Pingan squeezed, but still couldn't laugh.

Zheng Dafeng stayed in Zhu Lian's courtyard that night. As long as these two fellow-minded people were given two bottles of wine and a few plates to go with the wine and food, they could probably chat all night long.

When he thought about Zhu Lian and Zheng Dafeng's initiative to guard the gate at Luolu Mountain, Chen Pingan felt a little more at ease.

It is estimated that Zhu Lian will not stop running to the foot of the mountain. Once the two of them start drinking and chatting about the mountain, Zheng Dafeng will probably be able to tell me that I am one of the four divine generals in heaven, right?

Chen Ping'an returned to the bamboo building. The old man named Cui was standing on the second floor, twitching the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked into the house.

Chen Ping'an's scalp was numb.

Still go up to the second floor.

The old man sat cross-legged in the house and joked: "Why don't you thank me for giving you a ride, so that you can see a beautiful scenery of beauties under the moon?"

Chen Ping'an sat opposite him and said with a straight face: "I really can't say anything that goes against my conscience."

The old man nodded, "It's understandable. I haven't done anything for a few years, and I'm itchy."

Chen Pingan knew something was wrong.

The old man sneered and said: "You are still running? Are you afraid that I will punch you directly to Shenxiu Mountain? Then let Ruan Qiong hit you back to Luopo Mountain with a hammer?"

Sweat broke out on Chen Pingan's forehead.

The old man took out a letter from his sleeve and threw it to Chen Pingan, "This is what your student left for you."

Chen Pingan reached out to catch the envelope, and the old man punched him casually. Even though Chen Pingan actually felt it, he was still caught off guard. With a bang, he flew backwards and hit the wall.

The old man sneered and said: "It's strange. A martial artist at the peak of the fifth realm is not as smart as a martial artist at the third realm. No wonder he can only follow others and eat dust."

Chen Ping'an put the letter close at hand, took off the sword fairy from his back, took off his boots, and his body was stooped. It seemed that his boxing frame was loose and his fists were restrained, but in fact, his muscles and bones suddenly stretched, and his joints sounded like firecrackers, so that he wore a green shirt.

Then there was a shock, and the surrounding dust suddenly scattered.

If Zhu Lian were here, he would be shocked, and then he would start to flatter him, saying that he is better than his master.

Because the only boxing stance that Chen Ping'an has practiced "without practicing" in these years is Zhu Lian's original "ape shape". The essence lies only in "when the heaven gate opens, the spring thunder explodes".

Although Chen Ping'an is not a perfect person now, he still looks very much like Zhu Lian, who has been working hard for decades.

Then Chen Ping'an used his ape-shaped fist to form a school dragon boxing stance that he learned from Zhong Qiu, a national teacher from Lotus Flower Blessed Land. His punching posture was an iron cavalry formation, "Come on! If you have the ability, just use the five realms."

Beat me to death!"

The barefoot old man stood up slowly.

The bamboo building shook, and the rich spiritual energy around it was dispersed. A figure in a green shirt suddenly arrived, and a knee hit the old man's head, who was still raising his head and straightening his back.

The old man lightly stretched out his hand, held down Chen Pingan's knees, and pushed Chen Pingan out with a casual push. The old man still stood up slowly. In the process, his speed did not increase or decrease at all, and he just stood up straight.

Calm and relaxed.

After Chen Ping'an was thrown out, he didn't look embarrassed. Instead, with his toes on the wall of the bamboo building, he gently touched the ground and said with a frown: "Six realms?"

The old man obviously didn't bother to answer this childish question.

The old man thought for a moment and then, just like Chen Pingan, he used the ape-shaped fist to support his spirit, then used the school dragon boxing frame to stretch his body, and finally used the iron cavalry formation to clear the way. He smiled and said: "I don't know how thick the sky is, but I will come."

Teach you."

Chen Pingan squatted slightly on his knees, stepped back with one foot, drew arcs with his hands like flowing water, and finally changed from palms to fists, assuming a weird posture that the old man had never seen before, "As long as you are in the fifth realm, am I afraid of you?!"

The old man said oh.

Deliver a punch.

Chen Ping'an fainted on the spot and could only utter half a sentence of curse words.

Because the old man's punch was clearly not of the five realms, not to mention the six realms, maybe even the seven realms.

The old man put his hand behind his back and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't hold back my fist."

It was not that the old man deliberately teased Chen Ping'an.

But it's the great truth.

In the past few years, in this bamboo building full of talismans, I have developed a strong and fierce fisting intention with gentle fire. Tonight, I was slightly attracted by this little brat's fisting intention. The old man's punch was a little bit unpleasant.

Meaning, even under extreme restraint, it can only be suppressed in the Seventh Realm.

The old man sighed in his heart and walked to the corridor outside the house.

Although it is only a matter of time before he returns to the last of the ten realms and the third realm, there is really no need to hope for the eleventh realm of martial arts that was once considered a must.

When he faced the head coach Lu Chen, he gave up the chance to reach the eleventh level in exchange for the stability of the two young people. Although he did not regret it, how could he not have any regrets at all?

The old man turned his head and glanced at the young man in the room. After looking away, he thought for a moment and went over and kicked Chen Pingan again to wake him up. Before Chen Pingan could say anything, the old man kicked him again.

Forehead, poor Chen Ping'an fainted again, the old man muttered: "If you don't have the ability to reach the eleventh realm in the future, I will beat you to death."

The old man returned to the corridor again and felt refreshed. It seemed that he had returned to the time when he locked his grandson in the small attic of the library and removed the ladder. Whenever the grandson achieved something in his studies, the old man would always feel happy.

, but I can’t say a word, some of the most sincere words, such as being extremely disappointed or extremely happy, especially the latter. As an elder, I often won’t say it to the junior who has high hopes, just like a jar.

The old wine placed in the coffin will never see the light of day again once the old man leaves.

What does the old man think of Chen Pingan?

Pei Qian may not know it clearly, and the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt may not really understand either. Only Zhu Lian knows.

That's why Zhu Lian would not have the idea of ​​asking the old man for boxing skills.

Pearls and jade in front.
Chapter completed!