An iron-locked well was already banned by the county government and built a stone fence. The people could no longer carry buckets to draw water here.

The old locust tree is even more gone.

Walking along the main street of the county town, you will walk to the yellow mud house on the east side of the town. It is Zheng Dafeng's first gatekeeper of his own Luopo Mountain.

Walking further out, there are the tombs of immortals that were overgrown in the past. You can take a detour to the old porcelain mountain in the north, but they were built into the Wenwu Temple by the Dali court.

Chen Ping'an walked to the wooden stake on the side of the road and sat down, and said to the white-haired boy: "Don't follow, it's easy to make people misunderstand."

The white-haired boy deliberately pretended to be stupid, raised his hand high, and gestured at the height of both sides, "Only we, what can we misunderstand?"

But to be honest, it would be a very lucky thing to be the daughter of the ancestor Hidden Official?

Look at Pei Qian, Chen Nuanshu, and Xiaomi Li, you will know how much this guy will be if he has a daughter in the future.

Then you will have a hungry tiger and sheep with Ning Yao, and quickly cook the rice and cook it. You should be a bachelor.

Chen Ping'an was too lazy to see her, so he sat on the wooden stake and turned his head to look at the road that was spreading far away.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi, sword cultivators are like clouds. It is not surprising that Qi training men other than sword cultivators should not practice on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. The sword energy over there is too heavy and it is full of vastness and is a torment for Qi training men.

But there is one thing that Chen Ping'an was puzzled all the time, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt a sense of mystery.

That is, the end of the martial arts in the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there are too few! It can even be said that there are fewer to a point where it is outrageous.

Madam Bai, she was once the Grand Master of Stop, but she was injured and fell on the battlefield, and she was at the top of the mountain.

According to the archives of the Summer Palace, if you trace it back up, there was only one martial artist in the Sword Qi Great Wall for a very long time, and he was also a female master.

It’s like the martial arts fortune of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is only for female martial artists, and it’s a good match?

Chen Ping'an tapped his knee gently with his fingers and frowned.

On the other side of the Golden Long Bridge, she once told the secret of heaven in one word. The ancient star Qiming, also known as Chang Geng, is actually the strange mountain top.

A pure martial artist becomes a god in his flesh.

Unfortunately, the military ancestor failed to truly understand this avenue.

The three official positions of the Sword Qi Great Wall are criminal officials, hidden officials, and priest officials.

According to the original intention of setting up the three officials, the punishment officials were responsible for killing and attacking, the hidden officials were responsible for strategy, and the sacrificial officials were responsible for sacrifices.

As for the presiding official, according to the records of the top secret archives of the summer palace, the archives of the priests of the past dynasties were extremely detailed, with only a few words of records, including sword cultivation, jade pupil realm, and few military achievements, which can be said to be incredible.

I remember Ning Yao said that she was in a small town for the first time. She was in the Yang family shop. When she heard that the old man Yang mentioned something, there was a passing sword immortal who left a travelogue in the mountains and rivers.

According to the old man, I often read this travel notation, so I learned some things outside.

When he mentioned a sword cultivator to Ning Yao from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the old man used the title of "Sword Immortal".

Chen Ping'an didn't care much about this detail before, and now he can't help but think deeply.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an suspected that the files on the Summer Palace about taking office as a priest were deliberately faked.

Chen Ping'an naturally thought of Yu Lu.

Standing up, Chen Ping'an did not go to the Immortal Tomb, but turned back the same way, walked through the streets and alleys, left the town, and walked towards the stone arch bridge.

The white-haired boy followed behind him, swaying. After walking onto the stone bridge, he pointed to a green color on the banks of the river. The aquatic plants were like pen tubes, one by one, and she asked curiously what it was.

Chen Ping'an glanced at it and said it was the wormwood. The fried meat was very fragrant and delicious, but it was a seasonal wild vegetable and not available at all times.

In the spring breeze, everything grows lushly, as if there is anything. When winter comes, it seems that there is nothing. It is actually not easy to dig winter bamboo shoots, especially when the mountains are covered with heavy snow.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said that when Lu Yao saw poetry, it may have been Su Zi's earliest work. In just a few words, Su Zi could write the extremely moving beauty of the seasonal scenery.

The white-haired boy asked the old chef if he would stir-fry this dish. Chen Ping'an said I could. The white-haired boy just said oh, but he didn't want to pick wild vegetables.

Chen Ping'an stood on the bridge and looked into the distance. Suddenly, he found that there seemed to be more ducks in the river. By the way, Liu Xianyang and the round-faced girl were not at the blacksmith shop.

No wonder no wonder.

The white-haired boy walked across the bridge, sat on the other side of the steps, and said, "Old Master Yin Guan, I'm waiting here."

Because she knew what Chen Ping'an was going to do, there were no taboos in many things, but she shouldn't joke about some things.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and smiled, "Just follow, there is no particularity or taboo."

Go to the grave to burn incense and add soil.

During this trip to Tongyezhou, I went to many mountains and returned to Luopo Mountain. On my way back to Luopo Mountain, I got off the boat at Laolong City and walked a journey with Senior Song for a long time. After saying goodbye, Chen Ping'an actually followed the old man quietly. Until the old man walked towards a city gate, he suddenly raised his arm and waved his hand. Chen Ping'an, who followed silently, left with a smile. Then he passed by and stopped in some of the green mountains, with some snow still there.

Chen Ping'an politely put the incense and added soil, took out a pot of wine, squatted down and poured it on the grave.

The white-haired boy squatted in the distance and watched from afar.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked at the grave behind him, facing a distant mountain with two peaks like pen holders.

It was stunned for the first time that Chen Ping'an noticed this matter. He was once young and ignorant, but he didn't know these tricks.

Later, I left my hometown many times and understood the basics of looking at the air and steadily steadily. However, every time I visited the grave, Chen Ping'an never looked at the green mountains in the distance.

Chen Ping'an simply sat next to the grave and looked at the mountain silently.

From this we can see that there is some specialty when my parents left.

Maybe it was the old man who knew these in the early years who helped him choose.

In the small town in my hometown, year after year, when there are fewer elderly people, the atmosphere of the New Year becomes weak.

I heard from Pei Qian and Xiaomili that the night dinner is no longer lively now.

One year, when Chen Ping'an was not at home, Pei Qian and others, who were still Xiao Heitan, were watching at the ancestral home in Niping Lane, and opened the door and set off firecrackers early in the morning.

If it weren't for Chen Ping'an's advice, I guess Pei Qian, who had already had a few dollars in his pocket, would have bought firecrackers from a whole shop.

Xiaomi Li once had a riddle. It was really thought of by the little girl in black herself, not taught by Chen Ping'an.

Once, Xiaomi Li asked, what is running the fastest and what is running the slowest, but they can't catch up. Chen Ping'an gave a lot of answers, and Xiaomi Li said it was wrong, and it really stumped Chen Ping'an, who was quite smart, and made the little girl very happy. She happily told the answer to the good mountain master, which was yesterday and tomorrow!

It seems that this is the case. All yesterday cannot be recovered, and all tomorrow is tomorrow.

The white-haired boy never disturbed him.

The mountains are warm and the water is soft, the willows are swaying, the grass is long and the warblers are flying, and the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.
Chapter completed!