Chen Ping'an found a lively inn, but he still needed to settle the bill with the gold and silver. The three of them stayed for three days, totaling two taels and eight cents of silver. The shopkeeper took out the scale and made a skillful move. He used small scissors to cut the broken silver.

When Chen Ping'an saw this, he remembered the guy from the Yang Family Shop in his early years. In addition to cutting silver during trading, he also specially weighed certain rare herbs at high prices. Therefore, when Chen Ping'an saw the shopkeepers willing to mobilize them to take out the item to weigh a certain herb. Then the child who was carrying a big basket and standing under the high counter would pursed his lips tightly, grabbed the ropes on both shoulders with both hands, and his eyes were particularly bright. He felt that most of the day of hard work, wind, sun, and rain, was nothing.

The thoughts were complicated and the slightest, and I couldn't hold back because the slaughter in front of me was a weight and instrument. Chen Ping'an thought of the current time scale and weight and measure of Haoran. Naturally, he remembered the dragon-sculpting qi genius mentioned by Song Jixin at the Dadu Temple. Because the scale, scale plate, ebony pole, and several small white copper weights on the inn counter were obviously ordinary things at the foot of the mountain, so Chen Ping'an glanced at it and found that like the books in the Entry City, they were not real objects, so he did not read and think more.

Pei Qian herself had a complete set of scales, two of which were engraved with her, "never lose money" and "only make money", so now it seems like she is in a relationship, and she meets an old friend in a foreign land. She is naturally close to her. Pei Qian is more careful than Chen Ping'an and looks carefully. She suddenly said to Chen Ping'an quietly: "Master, this scale is made of horn poles, which ordinary people can't afford."

Chen Ping'an laughed and said with a heart-wrenching smile: "It's probably because of the wealthy family and the family that has fallen into the market. Unfortunately, no matter how expensive the material is, this thing is also a false appearance and we can't take it away."

Pei Qian nodded, thought for a while, and asked again: "There is a line of small characters on the scale rod, 'Shanyang is generous, Neiku respectfully', Master, is there any statement here?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "I don't know, but since it is made by the inner warehouse, it must be something in the palace. I just don't know the specific dynasty."

Pei Qian asked, "Master, let's get settled in the inn later. I'll go to the Mansion Bookstore alone to check what is 'Shanyang Dafang'?"

Chen Ping'an laughed in silence. The world's knowledge is so complicated. It's really a boundless sea of ​​knowledge. Pei Qian is willing to explore it. Of course, Chen Ping'an would not refuse her eagerness to learn and nodded, "Yes."

After asking for two rooms from the inn, Chen Ping'an was alone. After sitting in the house, he opened the cotton package and spread it on the table. Pei Qian came here to say goodbye to his master, then left the inn alone, ran to the Bookstore in Entry City to check the origin of the strange Ming "Shanyang Dafang". Xiaomili ran into the house and placed her beloved green bamboo stick on the table. She stood on a bench on the beard and accompanied the good mountain master to look at the treasures who came to pick up the bargain. The little girl was a little greedy and asked if she could play? Chen Ping'an was flipping through the booklet attached to the bearded guest, smiling and nodding. Xiaomili took it lightly, not interested in the scroll or paperweight, and finally began to appreciate the daffodil basin that he had seen at first sight early. She raised her hands high and admired her. She also rubbed her face with a slightly cool porcelain basin. It was cool and cool.

Chen Ping'an opened a page of the booklet and smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you. But I'll make it in advance that the small basin is fake and can't be taken away. You can only stay on the ferry for a few days and play for a few days. Don't be sad at that time."

This porcelain basin has a good origin. In the booklet given by the bearded guest, it is known as a daffodil cultivator. It has a "eight hundred waterborne" at the bottom. It looks a bit like a "relative" from the gilded water tank. It can be regarded as a natural water palace, similar to the water palace and dragon boat that Liu Chongrun secretly salvaged with the help of Zhu Lian and others in his early years. Unfortunately, the daffodil basin is like a certain false image refined by the immortal master.

Xiaomi Li held the daffodil basin and shook her head vigorously and said, "I just like it, so I'll take a few more glances. Even if the small basin is real, I don't want it, otherwise I would take it to Luopo Mountain and worry about being thieves every day, which will delay my patrol."

Chen Ping'an repeatedly read the booklet several times, but there was not much content anyway and he was idle.

According to the many detailed records of these objects in the booklet, not only the daffodil basin, but also the dead plum blossom branches, together with the "Shuye" ebony paperweight, as well as the strange-shaped moon-catching flower utensils and "dressing" scrolls, are just one of the clues of chance. As a bridge to connect the other two things, the bearded guest Zhang San actually only has a "Yunmeng Changsong" ancient bow, which is a real thing. It has been successfully obtained by Chen Ping'an, but the order is still difficult to determine at the moment, and Chen Ping'an feels that this bow is a bit hot.

As for the small gilded water tank that was the gate sea in the palace, the Qingniu Taoist priest who did not know how to break the rules, he gave the answer to Shao Baojuan. Then a real opportunity. In the Chuigong City where the emperors and monarchs gathered together, Shao Baojuan could ask for a "sealing" in a certain sense, so that the water tank would be transformed from virtual to solid. The depth of the water tank depends on Shao Baojuan's ability to "have Tianxian" with his emperor, the emperor of Chuigong City. On the top of the booklet, it said that this thing can complement the "Dragon King Bag". The Dragon King Bag beats the dragons of the world, but the gate sea can use dragon energy as bait to raise the water descendants of the world and raise them in the water tank. It is a kind of so-called "half-walk water" on the mountain, one grabs and one raises, and it is seamless.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Looking back to Mute Lake in Beijuluzhou, can we stay there for a few more days, are we happy?"

Xiaomi Li smiled so hard that she couldn't stop her ears, but said, "Average, happy, big mouth."

She put the daffodil basin on the table, lay on it, and added, "When I go back to Luopo Mountain, it's the size of a table."

Chen Ping'an quipped: "My senior brother Zuo has a bad temper, especially for strangers, which is difficult to talk to. Even with my junior brother, Senior Brother Zuo never has a smile on his face, so he looked at Xiaomi Li with admiration."

Xiaomili put her chin against her arm and asked softly: "Good man, do you miss the mountain master's wife?"

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing and nodded, "Of course I'll think about it."

Xiaomi Li said with her eyebrows and eyes curled up and said, "I don't think it looks like she is."

Chen Ping'an put down the booklet, picked up the ebony paperweight and played with it in his hand, as if he joked: "You have to make yourself less thinking so, so you can not think so. Do you think you think so?"

Xiaomi Li frowned and said with a clever look: "The mountain master said yes."

Chen Ping'an read the booklet. In fact, he is now equivalent to inheriting the bearded guest's Baofuzhai, and he can set up stalls to welcome guests on the ferry.

Standing up and put down the ebony paperweight, Chen Ping'an twisted out a lamp talisman, hung it in the air, slowly burning, and then walked to the window, and had a talisman in the book handed out. When the bearded guest took the book, he knew it clearly, but he still helped to cover it up and did not take it out and hand it back to Chen Ping'an. This means that Chen Ping'an's move did not break the rules of the night boat. After the bearded guest rode a donkey out of the city, the talisman in the book was like a mud cow entering the sea and disappeared.

If you don’t hit a wall, you won’t know where the rules are.

After Chen Ping'an boarded the night boat this time, he still followed the customs and followed the rules, but some subtle things still need to be tried. In fact, this is similar to fishing. You need to make a nest in advance to lure fish, and you also need to know the depth of fishing first. What's more, there are great knowledge of fishing, and there are small ways to fish. At first, Chen Ping'an's purpose was very simple. He rescued all the monks in the ferry in Beijuluzhou within a month, left the night boat, and returned to Haoran together. As a result, in this entry city, Shao Baojuan set up traps repeatedly, and then there was Li Shilang who was cold-faced to entertain guests. Chen Ping'an really didn't believe in evil, so let's fight and try it.

Chen Ping'an counted silently in his heart. When he turned around, a light talisman just burned out, just the same as before entering the city, without any deviation.

Previously, on the road of the Taoist Fengjun, the other world, the two sides met on a narrow road. Perhaps Chen Ping'an always respected the old masters and accumulated a lot of illusory luck. After a while, the two sides did not start to learn any swordsmanship. After a harmonious conversation, Chen Ping'an instead used a temporary hand-painted real-form diagram of the Five Mountains to make a deal with the Qingniu Taoist Priest. The five Mountains drawn by Chen Ping'an was extremely ancient in shape and style, and it was quite different from all the Five Mountains in the future generations of Haoran. The true body of a Five Mountains was first obtained by the lotus flowers by the seed master, and later handed over to Cao Qinglang for safekeeping and then placed in the lotus flowers in the desolate mountain. Chen Ping'an is of course not unfamiliar with this.

Feng Jun finally got what he wanted and was very pleased. He was even more impressed by Chen Ping'an, a young young man who seemed to be a lucky star, and the thin old Taoist looked at Chen Ping'an with admiration. In exchange, Chen Ping'an learned that Feng Jun was just traveling to another city, so he asked the old Taoist to help him "travel at night" the sword to another city. Not only that, the old Taoist in a good mood took the initiative to ask for a few extra small businesses with Chen Ping'an. Both sides had their own questions and answers, and Feng Jun told Chen Ping'an a few secrets of ferry boats. Of course, Feng Jun only said something to say, such as the way to leave the boat, the way to change the city from the city to change the city, how Shao Baojuan was the city lord, and what are the cheap things to do to become the lord of a city, and the old god laughed and said nothing.

Chen Ping'an always felt the "night trip" of the long sword that was no longer around him, just like a light swaying in the night in the distance, and the passerby Chen Ping'an was clearly visible.

As long as Chen Ping'an was fierce and slashed the ferry with one sword, the two echoed each other. Chen Ping'an was confident that Pei Qian and Xiaomili could leave the ferry first, and at the same time he could also go to the city where Fengjun was located and continue to wander around this night boat. At that time, Pei Qian would return to the Pima Sect ferry and fly directly to the Taihui Sword Sect and Paddi Peak. On the Beiju Luzhou, Chen Ping'an knew many friends and seniors he respected.

Xiaomi Li stood on the bench, remembering something, and was so happy that she blocked her mouth with her two little hands and laughed: "Good man, let's go together again. This time we will go and meet the gods in the mountain in the immortal palace for a while. Don't drive them out because you can't recite poems and write them right."

Chen Ping'an said seriously: "How is it possible? My ability to write poetry has increased so much over the years, and I am not afraid of anyone. Xiaomili, it's not that I brag about you. In the past, on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I met an old monk who thought he was a scholar or a fourteenth realm. It seemed to be the pseudonym Lu Fayan. Anyway, I admired my name and went to the city wall to find me, saying that my poems were in harmony with the rhythm and the tone was amazing. He admired him very much and was willing to give him a chance, so he felt heartbroken as soon as he saw me."

Xiaomi Li was shocked when she heard this, and quickly clapped her hands and was full of energy, "Extremely great!"

Alas, it’s a pity that my eighteen martial arts are useless. Because this time I visited my hometown, Mustache Lake, Xiaomi Li secretly asked for a lot of poems with the old chef, and they all wrote them in a book. The old chef was still careful. When asked her, since it was a poem that Xiaomi Li had figured out, was it? Xiaomi Li was confused and confused at the time. She was a hammer? She didn’t know what it was. Zhu Lian asked her to copy it on the note herself, otherwise she would have revealed her flaws. Xiaomi Li suddenly realized that when she copied the poems one by one, the old chef ate melon seeds on the side, and patiently answered Xiaomi Li, what words in the poems, and what is the pronunciation and what is the meaning.

Xiaomi Li asked the old chef if these were copied from books? The old chef said that it was not, and he thought about it temporarily, and he was anxious to follow the chapters and the branches of knowledge. At that time, Xiaomi Li was anxious and said that he should not implicate the good man, the mountain master and her, and were looked down upon. The old chef said that no, and said that at that time, many people said that his poems were taken out of the bright moon in the water, folded from the willows at the ferry, and picked them up from the wine jar, so it was still a bit worthwhile. His will do whatever he wanted, but many famous poets could not get the word of immortals throughout their lives.

Xiaomi Li was skeptical, but in the end she believed the old chef.

That night, the little girl copied the words while wandering her legs while the old chef ate melon seeds while chatting.

That's why Zhou Mili likes this way. Even though the good mountain master is often not at home, there are Pei Qian and the old chef, Nuanshu sister, Jing Qing and Jing Qing...

For this right guardian of the Daopo Mountain in the cave realm, the Sword Qi Great Wall is also a good place. In Zhou Mili's heart, it is the third best in the world after Daopo Mountain and the Yama Lake!

One is her hometown where there are many friends, the other is her small and not-so-large hometown, and the other is her mute lake monster, who accidentally became famous in two places in the world.

Chen Ping'an reached out to the Xiaomi Li standing on the stool and pressed it twice, "When you go out and walk around the world, we must be steady and restrained."

Xiaomi Li sat on the bench and lay on the table again, feeling a little sad, frowned with her sparse eyebrows, and whispered: "Good mountain master, I can't help with anything. Outside the mountain..."

Speaking of this, the little girl in black scratched her head and refused to continue talking, but she was a little embarrassed. Some people said that she was just a big cave, but her origin was still unknown.

The little monster was a big joke when she became a mountain guard worshiper in Luopo Mountain. In fact, she had been very sad for many years because the gossip was the truth. She was just afraid that Sister Nuanshu and the others would worry, so she pretended to be fine.

Chen Ping'an smiled and reached out to rub Xiaomili's head, guessed a little bit, and said tentatively: "Is it because someone outside said that you are not at a high level, so I'm laughing at you, and I'm gossiping behind my back?"

After returning to Luopo Mountain, no one had ever told Chen Ping'an about this matter. No one said that he had to keep a record of such a big deal. From Cui Dongshan to Pei Qian to Lao Chu, and Chen Lingjun, no one could escape, only Xiao Nuanshu, forget it.

Xiaomi Li uttered and said carefully: "Good mountain master, it's not that I'm afraid of carrying loads. I carry a golden pole every day to patrol the mountain, just to secretly use it to warn myself of great responsibilities. But such a high-ranking official, it's better to change someone. I think Jing Qing is good. He also likes to be an official, so I think it's appropriate to let him be a mountain guard. It sounds better if it's spreading. Jing Qing is in the Nascent Soul Realm."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Let him be the mountain guarding worshiper of Luopo Mountain? No matter how brave Mr. Chen is, he dare not have this idea, and Lingjun is even more unwilling to compete with you for this official title."

Even if Chen Lingjun dared to be the leader of the Lower Sect, when he was discussing affairs in the Zushi Hall, he would either kill his family with one sword or a few punches in front of the gang. This guy could act like he was no better than me, but he didn't dare to be the worshiper of the mountain guard. Chen Lingjun is a little good. He talks about the loyalty of the Jianghu Lake, and he dares to fight for anything. For example, he is willing to give anything to the leader of the Lower Sect. When Luopo Mountain was short of money, Chen Lingjun actually tried to change his way.

He took out many family backgrounds. According to Zhu Lian, Mr. Chen was really struggling in those years and was so poor that he could not stand up so straight when he was with Wei Shanjun. However, Chen Lingjun would not rob anything that belonged to others. Not to mention the protection of the mountain by millet, Chen Lingjun would not touch the benefits and cheapness of sesame and mung beans on the mountain. In short, Chen Lingjun is an old world who is willing to live to suffer.

Maybe even Chen Lingjun himself didn't know that whether it was the Shanjun Wei Bo who was kept countless accounts by him or the Confucius Zhongqiu who didn't deal with him, he actually had a very high opinion of him.

And deep in Chen Ping'an's heart, the seat of the left guardian who had been hanging in Luopo Mountain was prepared for Chen Lingjun early in the morning. In the secret letter sent to Cao Qinglang that year, this matter was mentioned. After this guy successfully left, if Luopo Mountain confirmed that he could not return to his hometown, he would settle the matter. But later, when Chen Ping'an returned to Haoran and arrived at Luopo Mountain, he saw that Chen Lingjun was indeed walking a little too much, so he deliberately did not mention it. Anyway, it was better that he was not afraid of being late, so he would let this Uncle Chen, who "makes friends all over the world" for a few days.

Chen Ping'an comforted him: "Who has the greatest official on the mountain of desolation and desolation? Who speaks the most?"

Xiaomili grinned and said, "Of course it's a good mountain master!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "The officials on the mountain are big and small. They don't look at the level of their realm, they only look at the size of their fame! Then tell me, who can be the worshiper of the mountain to convince the public?"

Xiaomi Li was full of energy, but she sighed heavily on purpose, wrapped her arms around her chest, and raised her little head high, "This is a bit worrying. You can't be an official."

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "No."

Pei Qian returned to the inn and knocked in.

Chen Ping'an happened to ask why Xiaomi Li went to Hongzhu Town to play together. Logically speaking, Hongzhu Town is very close to Luopo Mountain. Li Jin, the water god Chongdanjiang who runs shops and sells books in the small town, has a lot of incense with Luopo Mountain. Qidun Mountain is the "land of success" of Wei Bo, the king of Beiyue Mountain. The water god of the Embroidered River, is not unfamiliar with the Gu family of Niping Lane and Chen Ping'an, so there should not be any accidents. In addition, Yanghua, the water god of the Tiefu River, is also a bit involved in complex grievances with Chen Ping'an. It can be said that the incense villain who came to Luopo Mountain on time was also from the Chenghuang Pavilion in the Prefecture. Therefore, the huge Longzhou area is only one Yuye River left, and the other mountain and water forces have a very complicated relationship with Luopo Mountain.

Pei Qian immediately looked embarrassed. Chen Ping'an, who hadn't thought much, immediately thought a little more and glanced at his pioneering disciple. Pei Qian's eyes turned, just like she caught Chen Ping'an when she was a child.

Xiaomi Li quickly looked confused and pretended to be stupid: "Why are we going to visit Hongzhu Town together? Is there any other reason? Well, this is a question of the size of melon seeds, haha, I gave the answer before, the good mountain master has a bad memory. In fact, it's just that I don't have much money in my pocket and can't afford melon seeds..."

Speaking of this, the little girl really couldn't make up any longer, so she had to turn her head and look at Pei Qian bitterly.

Pei Qian had no choice but to gather the sounds and talked to his master about the Yuye River storm, and Chen Lingjun's sacrifice to the Dragon King basket, the old chef asked the Boxing Water God Empress, and the younger brother's visit to the Water Mansion. Of course, the Water God Empress did take the initiative to apologize in the end. But he couldn't help it. Pei Qian also talked about the scene of Xiaomili wandering alone on the mountain. Xiaomili was really heartless. Walking on the mountain road, he grabbed the green leaves and stuffed them into his mouth, looked left and right, and saw that there was no one, and then chewed the leaves in a big mouthful to disperse the silt. Pei Qian did not deliberately conceal it from beginning to end, nor did he add fuel to the fire. Everything was just telling the truth.

After hearing this, Chen Ping'an nodded and said only three words, "I understand."

He pretended not to hear Pei Qian's explanation, but just rubbed Xiao Mili's head and smiled, "I'll go back to my hometown and go to Hongzhu Town together. Let's go to the temple and the water palace and other things."

Xiaomili smiled and continued to move the daffodil basin to play.

Pei Qian took out several books, each with a folded page, and said seriously: "Master, I found out that Liu Chenggui, a native of Shanyang, has a name Dafang. He has many records of official history and official records. Among many entries including famous officials, gardens, and water conservancy, there are records of this person, but the length is not long. According to the records in the book, it seems that this person took the lead in getting money into the liquor, which made this kind of weighing equipment more accurate."

Chen Ping'an began to flip books because Pei Qian had already folded the pages and flipped them very quickly. In this way, this sage in the book, Zhu Lian, and Liu Mao, the third prince of Daquan, who was from Huanghuaguan, could be regarded as a fellow student, proficient in various techniques and regulations.

When Chen Ping'an saw the palace and temple items, he found that this person had been ordered to build the Zhaoying Palace in Yuqing and serve as the deputy envoy. In addition, the emperor sacrificed his sacrifice to Fenyin and sent Liu Chenggui to supervise the transportation of materials. This person once opened up waterways.

Chen Ping'an knew it in his heart and instantly understood why he saw a son in the inn and why he almost missed the opportunity with him. Chen Ping'an's Dao's water-loving and the few books of calculating in his closeness may be one of the threads. But today he sent the Taoist book in the Entry City, which was probably why he didn't know each other when he met and saw each other, and he had no roots at all. If Pei Qian hadn't insisted on checking the books, Chen Ping'an would definitely not care about the son, and he would not have seen any inscription on the scale rod.

Pei Qian has a complete set of sons, which is another cause and effect and opportunity that belongs to her, so she can see the inscription.

The long pine bow in Yunmeng is indeed hot. Can this be said that many illusory and dispensable causal veins in Haoran will be greatly demonstrated on the night boat? For example, the Qingniu Taoist priest, Zhao Yao rode a ox cart to leave the Lizhu Cave Heaven, the old master of the Taoist temple in the East China Sea, the true image of the ancestors of the Five Mountains in the Blessed Land of the Lotus Flower. The bearded guest, the lame donkey, Pei Qian saw his story in the Jianghu in the Romance novel. When Pei Qian was a child, he wanted to have a donkey and walk together in the Jianghu. Mr. Wu Song of the weapon shop, Bai Ye's fairy sword Taibai's sword tip, and a sword walking at night...

Pei Qian looked at the thoughtless master and asked softly: "Is there any trouble?"

Chen Ping'an came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled, "On the contrary, it solved a lot of doubt in the master's heart. The way this ferry is running has some clues."

Originally, Chen Ping'an had actually been covered by a mess in the entry city, covering a certain previous idea.

Now that we are becoming more and more confident, the key to this night boat is still the scholar who talks a lot at night, especially the other monk who travels on the same boat and stretches his legs in the boat.

And the boatman who wouldn't think too much about it!

Chen Ping'an opened the booklet given by the bearded guest again and slowly began to think about it.

There are twelve cities on the night ship, including the upper four cities, so there should be four cities in the middle and four cities in the lower four cities.

In addition to the city lord Li Shiro, there is also a deputy city lord. The rest of the cities should be like this, and the main and deputy will be set up.

The city of Chuigong with countless kings, including the cool summer resort on the northern foot of Mount Li, hiding the next opportunity involved with the scroll. The Chicken City where "Songyan Supervises" Long Bin is located hides clues about the opportunity of "Guangling Zhixi Score".

In the famous shop, the young shopkeeper who had a "debate of Haoliang" with Lu Chen, the third head of Bai Yujing, would even propose to use a Haoliang sword-raising gourd to help Chen Ping'an open a new city. This means that the number of cities on the ferry is most likely not a fixed number, otherwise the possibility of one for one is too small, because it would deviate from the fundamental purpose of collecting world knowledge on this night boat. In addition, Shao Baojuan's words, especially the method of carrying the monk and selling cakes, reveals some of the rules of the road with the right time and place. Most of the living gods and immortals on the ferry seem to be repeated, and only a small group of people are left among the local people of the ferry, such as Fengjun of this entry city, the bearded guest, and Mr. Wusong of the weapon shop, are exceptions.

But in this way, this small group of people seemed to be even more in the cage of mountains and rivers. Year after year, hundreds and thousands of years, it was like reading the same book. Only when the foreigners boarded the boat could they add and delete a few words at a time. Isn’t it even worse for these old gods and seniors who have been in their old age?

Chen Ping'an took out a piece of white paper from the closest thing and wrote down the people he saw, the places he knew and the keywords he knew, as well as the origin and direction of all the clues of opportunity.

Pei Qian had just entered the city before. The three magical figures she saw at that time, the palace maid who hung lanterns, the silk fan maid in the mansion of the hill, and a colorful building with a bridge, and a deer-anted boy with silver eyes stood. Most of them were important characters in the major cities outside the Entry City. They were either deputy city lords, or nearby city lords like Longbin and Qin Zidu.

Pei Qian watched as his master wrote a piece of white paper in a dense manner. Then his master put his sleeves in his hands and stared at the piece of paper and began to ponder.

Pei Qian whispered: "Master, the mountain sale coupon handed over by Li Shiro."

This is a question, but it is not a question.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It means we have a place to settle down in the Entry City, just like the Guimai house on Guihua Island. After the mountain coupon is changed to the mountain coupon, it is equivalent to a land inspection deed at the foot of the mountain. However, the master did not plan to live there. If he had the chance, he would still sell it back to Li Shilang, otherwise he would be forced to be in other people's territory and make a mountain for us. It would be difficult for the city lord to be out of sight and not upset, but he would be hurt by the harmony."

Pei Qian frowned and noticed something strange. He immediately took out the mountain coupon made of green paper from his sleeve. He found that there were three words "Qi Ting Ting" on the back. At the same time, a voice resounded throughout the house, "If Chen Jianxian doesn't buy a son again, it will be too late."

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Lord Li, don't look at it if you are not polite, don't hear it if you are not polite, right?"
To be continued...