Break your waist!"

Chen Pingan slapped his hands on the ground, turned his body upside down, put his feet in the air, his head slipped out of the old man's soles, propped himself on the ground with his hands, and spun suddenly, barely escaping the old man's understatement of a whip.

Unexpectedly, the old man raised his sleeves slightly, and a fist hit Chen Ping'an, who was facing the enemy with a sky and earth pile. It rolled like a snowball in the air and fell on the north door and window of the bamboo building.

The old man did not pursue him and asked casually: "Did you talk to Wei Bo about the site selection of the new Five Mountains in Dali?"

Chen Pingan struggled to get up and shook his head, "I have thought about it, but after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. Da Li Tou and other confidential matters do not dare to be leaked casually. If you are friends with Wei Bo, you can't sell your students in exchange for favors."

"What's more, the barberry tree is now very strong in the wind, and it is difficult to guard against hidden arrows, so it is better to be careful."

Cui Cheng still stood where he was, nodding his head and saying: "It's your own family affairs, things you can do and things you can't do, you can do it and see. When you talk about right and wrong, and when you can't say something, it's best not to say it."

Chen Pingan silently remembered these two old sayings of an old man in his heart. Having an old man in the family is like having a treasure that cannot be replaced by a thousand pieces of gold.

Cui Cheng shouted loudly, "How dare you be distracted during a fist fight?!"

Chen Ping'an seemed to be distracted, but in fact, he used the secret technique of the Eighteen Stops of Sword Qi to transform pure Qi. He forced out half a mouthful of Qi, and after being punched by the old man, he endured the loss of his soul.

Feeling the severe pain, he gritted his teeth and punched loudly. The fist turned into two fingers, and it was only an inch away from hitting the old man's eyebrows.

The old man reached out and held Chen Pingan's two fingers, pulled and kicked him, causing Chen Pingan to fly into the air. Then he took a few steps, changed his position, such as squatting on a horse, tilted his shoulders, and bumped into Chen Pingan who had landed on the ground.

With a bang, Chen Pingan felt sorry for the wall of the bamboo building again. In the end, he could only lean against the wall. He really couldn't stand up. That half breath of true energy was a desperate way to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred to himself. What's more?

After confronting the old man, he only suffered 800 losses.

The old man rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "One thing to say, you are not worthless now. When you were in the Three Realms, you could only be described as stupid when you punched, but you didn't have the brains you have today.

It seems that the more punches you take, the better your brain will become."

Chen Ping'an had no expression on his face and wiped his face. His hands were covered in blood. Compared with the torture that his body and soul suffered all those years ago, this injury, scratching and itching, was really a trivial matter.

Chen Pingan leaned his back against the wall and stood up slowly, "Come again."

The old man smiled and asked: "One last question for you. Are you so afraid of death? Do you cherish your life when you have money, are you unwilling to die, or do you think you can't die?"

Chen Pingan took the opportunity to switch to pure Qi and asked: "Is there any difference?"

The old man had already punched him, "It makes no difference, they are all beaten."

After Pei Qian and Zhu Lian went to Niujiao Mountain to deliver the letter, she had just become very familiar with the Quhuang. After discussing with it, they would become friends. In the future, they would be able to travel around the world during the day and go home for dinner at night.

It depends on whether its leg strength will help. The better its leg strength, the bigger her world will be. Maybe she can go back and forth between Luolu Mountain and the small town. As for the so-called discussion, it is just Pei Qian leading the horse and walking alone.

He was chattering there, and every time he asked me, he would say, "If you don't say anything, I will treat you as if you agreed." At most, he would give a thumbs up and praise, "As expected of my friend Pei Qian, he will always answer my questions.

Say no, good habits should be maintained."

Zhu Lian had an expression on his face as he picked out a piece of fly droppings from the bowl.

As a result, as soon as she returned to Luopo Mountain, Shi Rou repeated Chen Ping'an's instructions.

Pei Qian had no choice but to say goodbye to Qu Huang Yiyi and followed Shi Rou down the mountain to the small town.

The New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane has remained the same except for the old pastry chef, who still managed to stay after increasing the price. In addition, a group of people have changed in the shop, including a young girl.

After getting married, another girl found a better job. She worked as a maid in a wealthy family in Taoye Lane. She was very leisurely. She often came back to sit in the shop and always said that the family was good.

At the corner of the alley, you treat your servants like your own younger relatives. It is really a blessing to be a maid there.

There was also a woman who found two ancestral treasures that had been ignored for generations. She became rich overnight, moved to a new county town, and visited the shop twice.

Miss Ruan Xiu was showing off. After getting along for a long time, the woman was not deeply impressed by Master Ruan’s only daughter and the unreachable Longquan Sword Sect. She only felt that that girl was indifferent to everyone.

It was unpleasant, especially for Ruan Xiu, who was caught red-handed by a small move. She was very embarrassed, and the woman complained endlessly, "You are just a yellow-flowered girl, and you are not one of Shopkeeper Chen's. You don't have any status. You are here all day long."

Staying here in the shop, pretending to be the landlady or something?

Compared to the fragrant New Year's shop, Pei Qian still prefers the nearby Caotou shop, with rows of tall treasures filled with antiques and miscellaneous items that the Sun family changed hands in those days.

However, when Sister Ruan Xiu was in charge of the family, she sold some objects that were called spiritual weapons by the monks on the mountain at high prices. After that, they were no longer available for sale. There were mainly a few items that were secretly sealed up by Sister Ruan Xiu.

He took Pei Qian to the "hand eye" in the back warehouse, and explained that these items were all top-notch goods, the treasures of the store, and could only be moved out if he met a big customer and took advantage of him in the future, otherwise he would be in trouble with Qian.

Pei Qian was overjoyed at that time. It was an unexpected surprise. He smiled from ear to ear. Sister Ruan looked at her and thought it was funny, so she gave Pei Qian a cake. It was Ruan Xiu.

The first time he gave her pastries, Pei Qian was about to ask for them, but Ruan Xiu would not refuse as long as he had them.

Today, Pei Qian put a small stool behind the counter and stood there, just enough for her head to "surface", as if... there was a head placed on the counter.

As for Pei Qian, he feels more like a mountain king patrolling his own small territory.

Shi Rou stood next to Pei Qian. The counter was indeed a bit high, and she was only slightly better off than Pei Qian who was standing on the bench.

Shi Rou was a little strange. Pei Qian obviously relied on that master, but he still went down the mountain obediently and came here to wait quietly.

Shi Rou couldn't help but ask: "Pei Qian, aren't you worried that your master made mistakes in his boxing training?"

Pei Qian still stood there motionless, staring intently, as if she was playing a game of who is the wooden man. She just moved her lips slightly, "I'm worried, but I can't do anything, so I have to pretend not to worry, so that Master won't worry that I will

Worry."

Shi Rou stretched out her fingers and rubbed her eyebrows. According to Zheng Dafeng's mantra, her head hurt.

Pei Qian sighed and still looked forward, "Sister Shirou, do you think you are living alone in someone else's house and that person is not your friend? Do you need to give me money?"

It's hard to speak, and even more confusing to listen to.

Shi Rou asked in confusion: "What did you say?"

Pei Qian sighed and said, "Sister Shirou, you can copy books with me from now on. We will have a companion."

Shi Rou couldn't laugh or cry, "Why should I copy the book?"

Pei Qian said seriously: "Copying books makes people smart."

Shi Rou realized later and finally figured out that Pei Qian's statement of "living in other people's homes" was a metaphor for living in the immortal's remains given by her master.

Shi Rou stretched out her fingers, wanting to imitate Chen Ping'an and flick the little girl's forehead.
Chapter completed!