Seeing that the Qingshan Guest in the foreign country seemed to be moved, the girl was about to follow the boy to another city, and immediately said to the boy with a slight shame: "Do you still say that you will come first and then arrive?"

I never thought that the boy was an impatient person and cursed directly: "Qin Zidu, you clever maid! Why did you talk to me? Why don't you slap yourself three times?"

The girl who was called directly was stunned and was scolded as a cunning maid in public. Perhaps because she was afraid of the other party's identity, she did not say anything, but her eyes were lowered and she wanted to cry. She took out an embroidered handkerchief to wipe the corners of her eyes.

The young man was proud and continued to persuade Chen Ping'an to follow him to leave the entry city. "Mr. Chen, the makeup pile is too greasy and not elegant enough. My city lord knows that you have never liked such bells, wild bees, waves, butterflies, and the fragrance wind is like asking a sword. So Mr. Chen still left quickly with me. My city lord has already set up a banquet to welcome Mr. Chen, and also has an additional gift as a reward for filling the seal."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You shouldn't say that Jade Girl."

The reason why he didn't agree to the boy's invitation immediately was because Chen Ping'an wanted to visit this entourage city more and needed to thank the bearded guest. The man in the Weapons shop had walked to the door before, as if he had been paying attention to the "night trip" behind him. Because of the local delicacies such as Tongling ginger and Tangshan Lotus, Chen Ping'an had some guesses about the identity of the shopkeeper. It was very likely that Mr. Wusong, Bai Ye met when he visited the immortals in his early years. So Chen Ping'an planned to ask for a picture of the buffalo from this scholar Du. If it is successful or not, let's talk about it. Everything is difficult at the beginning, but as long as a thread starts, it will be much easier.

When the young man heard Chen Ping'an call Qin Zi "Bi Jade" and said in one sentence, the young man was obviously surprised, and then smiled and said with a smile: "I never thought that Mr. Chen had known the roots of this slut. In this way, Mr. Chen must have read "Honghui Pavilion Yikao", "Rouge Chronicles" and "Fragrant Series". Most young sword immortals are people with temperament and worthy of being a fellow man. No wonder my city lord looked at Mr. Chen with admiration, but his eyes were very bright. Li Shilang clearly misjudged Mr. Chen and mistakenly regarded Mr. Chen as those pedantic people who acted rigidly."

Chen Ping'an immediately smiled and explained: "I dare not take it. I just heard someone mentioned it by chance. I haven't read three books."

When the boy mentioned the last book, Chen Ping'an instantly pinched the sword technique, and at the same time, he used the sword energy and wind to eliminate the voice of the boy, so as not to listen to Pei Qian and Xiaomili. The old chef bought books randomly, which was really harmful to people.

Since Fengjun and fortune telling stalls were gone, Shao Baojuan had left, Pei Qian asked Xiaomili to stay in the basket first, put away the long stick, lifted up the hiking stick, carried the basket again, and stood quietly beside Chen Ping'an. Pei Qian's eyes mostly circulated on the girl named Qin Zidu. Before going out, the girl must have spent a lot of effort. She was wearing a purple dress, a hairpin, a purple flower hairpin, a small purple sachet on her belt, and embroidered with the four words "Rouge God Mansion". The girl's makeup was particularly exquisite, with a small gold face, a slightly yellow musk, and a bright face. It was particularly rare that the girl actually applied a white makeup on each side of her temples, making the girl with a slightly round face immediately slender.

Pei Qian was dumbfounded. If the girl showed her makeup every time she went out, she would show her makeup. How much time would she have to spend in her house before? Isn’t it troublesome?

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, but still did not stop him, or reminded the boy to be careful. Instead, he moved in an instant, and took a few steps away from the unrestrained boy, so as not to be affected by the fish in the pond.

Sure enough, the girl suddenly raised her head and quickly stepped closer. She grabbed the boy's ear with one hand and pulled it hard, causing the boy to tilt her head. The girl scratched the boy's face with the other hand, cursing her with a slut, and asked you to make you a cunning maid. The boy was also a man who didn't want to suffer any loss, and he didn't know what kind of pity, so he grabbed the girl's bun with his backhand. The two faces looked like a pair of golden boys and jade girls of his peers. They quickly hugged each other and twisted each other. They even used the elbow and knee bumps, which was very messy.

This scene opened my eyes. These locals were very fierce, had a bad temper, and would scratch their faces if they had disagreements.

Pei Qian glanced at his master, Chen Ping'an shook his head gently, indicating that she didn't need to persuade her to fight. The young girl who was fighting was like hitting from the sky to the ground, and fell to the ground together. Finally, the young man kicked the girl in the face. The girl was colored, kicking her feet forward and backward, and finally both sides slid backwards. Fortunately, both sides seemed to be ignorant of fist and foot skills, and did not make much noise. The girl staggered and slapped the dust on her body. The young man covered her face with one hand and pressed her chest with the other hand, bared her teeth and shook her back, and had to bend her back.

When Pei Qian saw that the girl was picking her eyebrows and drawing her eyebrows, she kicked off one of the eyebrows. Her delicate makeup, which was as beautiful as a peach, turned into a mess. A flowery face, the purple flowers on her head, was also crushed and scattered on the ground. At this time, the girl stood on the street and looked a little funny.

The small tips embroidered with the "Rouge God Mansion" also opened the knot during the twisting process, and a copper-green golden beetle ran out, as big as an elm pod. It was previously given to the boy to see the opportunity when he got up and quietly stepped under his boots. The girl with nickname Jasper soon found that she had lost a green golden cicada to raise pink and charming people. She was so anxious that she pointed at the boy and threatened: "Longbin, give me the green golden cicada!"

Chen Ping'an sighed, it seemed that an opportunity had passed by him.

In Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou, the worship of the Yu Dynasty, the monk Dai Yuan once gave Chen Ping'an apologizes. The mo ingot was named "Moon Song Taoist Mo", but he just gave it to Chen Ping'an. It is said that every time the mo ingot was under the moon, there was a little Taoist walking like a fly, claiming to be the black pine messenger and the mo Jing minister. Later, Chen Ping'an asked Cui Dongshan and found out that the ancient mo ingot seemed to be called "Longbin". The place where it achieved enlightenment was not the mo ingot, but it happened to have traveled here at that time because it was happy

Huan used a rare ancient ink in the world as his "Immortal Ferry Crossing". He wandered and was wandering. If it were not for the opportunity, even if the immortals had obtained ink, they would be hard to find traces. They belonged to the great way to manifest the cultural movement. They were similar to the incense villain and the "grasshopper" silver insect. And every ink ink ingot that Longbin stopped by had literary spirit, so even Cui Dongshan felt a little regretful at that time, and Chen Ping'an was naturally even more distressed, because if this thing was given to the little Nuanshu, it was obviously the best.

There are opportunities everywhere on the ferry, but there are also traps everywhere.

"Who wants to give you a shabby thing?" The young man sneered, raised his foot, then picked up the green cicada with his toes, kicked the girl, who caught it with both hands, carefully put it in the brocade bag, and tied the knot tightly.

The girl asked, "What do you say about the Sword Immortal? Did you write the "Evil Sex" without any mistakes and then be given away by gifts, or should you look at each other with my entry city from today?"

Chen Ping'an said to her: "I don't write anything. I just hope to wander around here for a few days. If your city lord wants to drive people away, he will drive them away. Li Shiro is straightforward and treats me as enemies. I treat the title city but it is not the case."

The girl frowned and said, "The villain came to the door, ungrateful, and it was annoying."

She suddenly smiled, "Young and energetic, but she is a sword immortal with a weak spirit."

If there is an order, she listened with a prickly ear and said, "The deputy city lord just heard that the sword fairy was coming and asked me to send a message to the sword fairy. You just have to worry about visiting the entry city, but it only has a three-day deadline. After three days, if the sword fairy can't find a way to go to another city, it's no wonder that our entry city will act as usual."

The boy was about to speak, but she stomped her feet and said angrily: "Longbin, this is the decision of my city lord and the deputy city lord. I advise you not to be troubled! Otherwise, it will cause the two cities to get into evil. Be careful that you can't even protect the title of "Pingzhangshi"."

Chen Ping'an didn't want the boy around him to make things difficult for him and smiled and said, "You and I will meet here in four days."

The boy nodded and agreed to this matter, but the scratch marks on his face were still clear. The boy was angry and laughed at Qin Zi, who was from the Rouge God Mansion, and said, "Let's go and see. Sooner or later, one day, I will gather a large army and rush straight to your Rouge Cave and the Bone Tomb."

A woman with beautiful makeup and red sleeves adds fragrance and grinding ink with plain hands is an unquestionable elegant matter in the study, but for Long Bin, who was appointed as the supervisor of Songyan and the prefect of Xuanxiang, it does have a little bit of a battle of great power.

Qin Zi spat, "Speak out loud, be disgraceful, and be shameless!"

The boy was too lazy to get involved with this long-haired and short-sighted wife, and was about to leave the entry city. Chen Ping'an suddenly reached out and grabbed the boy's arm and smiled and said, "I forgot to ask Master Pingzhang Shi, where is it from? If Master Pingzhang Shi accidentally delays the matter four days later, I will take the initiative to visit."

The boy complained, "It hurts so much, just talk, Mr. Chen is trying to do something?"

Chen Ping'an smiled sincerely and said, "Get through the literary spirit."

The young man looked down at his sleeve. He was held by the sword fairy and his arms were colorful, like a river entering the sea, gradually gathering up. He cried with a sad face, "There is not much left in the family, and I have even searched Mr. Chen for a little while. I am a dismal situation. Isn't Wang Xiaoer's New Year worse than every year?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "When I leave the ferry in the future, I will repay Lord Ping Zhangshi from afar."

When the boy's eyes lit up, he stopped deliberately detaining the magical scene on his sleeve, "Take it seriously?"

But before the boy had more plans with Chen Ping'an, the boy staggered back, his body dissipated, and went to another city. He could only hurriedly say something to Chen Ping'an, as if it were a prophecy, "The chicken crowed in the sky, and the dog barked in the clouds."

Chicken and Dog City? Is the name of a vague? If it is "Dedao City", it is not better to be heard? I guess the name is too big and inappropriate?

Chen Ping'an shook his sleeves, and a colorful light condensed into the tip of his right finger. The literary spirit was rich, like a flower on his fingertips, and it was finally put into Chen Ping'an's sleeves.

Qin Zi was not concerned about this. In the entry city, the passers-by were all based on their abilities to get opportunities. There was nothing strange about it. But she looked at Pei Qian with a smooth forehead and a bun with a complicated look. Finally, she couldn't help but persuaded: "Little girl, a soldier dies for his confidant, and a woman pleases him. If you can clean up well, you will be a woman with a good attitude. Why are you so perfunctory? Look at this sword immortal, since he knows my nickname and is also an expert in the boudoir affairs, he won't teach you? Don't you blame him?"

Pei Qian went out for a trip and was always dressed neatly without any makeup, and her hair was even simpler. At this moment, she said with a expressionless face: "No need, be neat, it won't get in the way."

Qin Zi was heartbroken and said, "It's not a problem? Why is it not a problem? Everyone has a love for beauty. Isn't it natural for a woman to make herself look better?"

Pei Qian looked at the girl in front of him with a miserable makeup on her face, held back her smile, shook her head and stopped talking.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "The ancients said that the heaven and earth are pure and kind in the boudoir of women. Women in the world are really suitable for light makeup when they are idle. The jade girl just said that women are to please themselves. Since heaven and earth are the best talent, no matter how heavy makeup is, women only need to be appropriate, and they are most suitable for them."

Half of the words are Chen Ping'an's true words. As long as Pei Qian wants to deal with the rouge powder, not with the thick and gorgeous way, it is certainly okay to make light makeup. At Pei Qian's age, after all, it is not the little girl black charcoal back then, so he should dress up well. Of course, it doesn't matter if Pei Qian is not happy and likes to face the sky. As for the remaining half of the words, of course, it is of course the kind words of Chen Ping'an and the so-called Rouge God's Palace Qin Empress in the book.

Qin Zi was surprised. He no longer had the arrogant and cold attitude he had when he first met. He gave Chen Ping'an a blessing, and changed his name for the first time. He smiled and said, "Mr. Chen's words are decent and thoughtful, and make people forget the customs. Then I wish Mr. Chen a smooth gain in the next three days."

Chen Ping'an clasped her fists and said thank you.

Qin Zidu asked: "Have Mr. Chen ever carried rouge powder with him?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "No."

Obviously another opportunity was missed.

She smiled and nodded, but she felt a little regretful. Then her figure blurred and eventually turned into colorful colors. For a moment, the entire street was fragrant. The colorful ones were like an immortal lifting up, and then went to all directions in an instant, without any clues left to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "If we change the place in four days, we might be able to eat stinky tofu."

Pei Qian smiled knowingly and looked forward to it. The makeup and makeup were too cumbersome. Pei Qian only felt that it would hinder her punching, so she was really not interested. However, Sister Shi Rou from Riding Dragon Alley liked these very much. I wonder if there was a chance to bring some things back in this entry city within three days.

Xiaomili stood in the basket and heard that the stinky tofu was immediately greedy, so she quickly wiped her mouth. She didn't understand anything and remembered nothing. This stinky tofu made the little girl in black greedy and missed her.

Chen Ping'an moved a little, came to the cotton stall, squatted down, his eyes kept shifting, and he chose the object he liked. Finally, he chose a small small bow the size of a palm, and asked the bearded guest with a hundred thousand soldiers, "How to sell this bow?"

The small gilded water tank in the stall had been answered by Shao Baojuan's question from Qingniu Taoist Priest, so I'll get it.

On the cotton cloth, there is still a small bundle of dead plum branches and a small porcelain basin of daffodils.

A closed scroll has a small note sticker on the outside, with beautiful words, "Teaching women all over the world to dress up."

A piece of iron cast three monkeys to catch the moon. A piece of ebony paperweight, "I refuse to follow the wind, it is silent. The adults are upright and calm and calm." The two words "Shuye".

Finally, there is the small bow placed in the corner. It is simple and exquisite and small, like a playful thing for a child. The inscription is subtle and difficult to detect. "The long pines in the cloud dream".

Seeing this man picking around, the bearded guest picked the small bow alone, he looked helpless and shook his head and said, "It's just that you are not easy to buy, so you have to get a few books first, at least three, and you have read them for me. You can exchange them for one of them. As for the others, I won't say much."

Chen Ping'an nodded, had an idea in his mind, turned his head and looked at the scroll, and asked, "How to sell this painting? Or barter?"

The bearded guest nodded and smiled, "Young Master is smart. My business is really necessary to barter. It is just something you need. It is not in the entry city, not only the distance is long, and the imperial guards are strict. The young master still did not give up, so he went to find a place. On the northern foot of Mount Li, there are ruins of Tianbao carved in the cliff. If the young master can go to that cool world, and get back a statue of a beautiful god by the green jade pond, he can change the scroll. At that time, he will have a blessing and come to see the young master on his own initiative."

Chen Ping'an asked: "In this way, this scroll and the cool world of the Tianbao ruins are all illusory things. Is the next blessing true?"

What I saw and heard in the city today, except for Shao Baojuan and Shen Xuechao, although they are all living gods, they will still be divided into different levels, only looking at their own "self-knowledge". Like the big bearded man in front of me, the previous Qingniu Taoist priest, and the nearby weapon shop, Du Xiucai, who would miss his hometown Tongling ginger and Chuzhou sour plum soup, was obviously more "live" and his actions became more "straightforward".

The bearded man grinned and answered the question: "If the young master is more cruel and has enough ability to visit immortals and explore the gossip, and can bring all the white jade statues of the concubines and uteruses out of the cool world, then he will be very lucky."

Pei Qian suddenly gathered and said, "Master, I seem to have seen this in a book. If the record is true, the northern foot of Mount Li is easy to find, but it is difficult to find the carvings of Tianbao Cliffs. However, we only need to find a local woodcutter and shepherd boy, which seems to be able to help us lead the way. When someone writes the word "summer escape" by hand, the stone gate of the cave can open itself. It is said that a bath pool inside is carved with green jade as the pool water, which is sparkling, like living water. But the scene of the jade man in the cave is too...the fragrance is a bit beautiful. At that time, Master comes in alone, and I will wait outside with millet grains."

Chen Ping'an smiled angrily and said, "I even know this? What secrets and anecdotes do you read from?"

Pei Qian blinked, "It was said by Sister Xi. In Jinjiazhou, when she was in Jinjiazhou, after every war ended, she liked to tell me these strange stories of gods and weirdness. I just listened to them casually. At that time, I asked Sister Xi how big the pool was, how much green jade could be sold, and how much money could the gods be sold. Sister Xi even called me a wealth fan."

Seeing that Chen Ping'an stared at the ebony paperweight again, the man took the initiative to say, "Young Master will exchange for a complete piano score."

Chen Ping'an knew it was undoubtedly the "Guangling Juxue" and said with a fist, "Thank you for your chat with Feng Jun before. You will go to the city to find books."

The bearded man just nodded and smiled, "Young Master has accepted a good apprentice."

Chen Ping'an took Pei Qian and Xiaomili away from the stall and went to the weapon shop first. The owner sat behind the counter, chewing the tender lotus root and the white ginger. When he saw Chen Ping'an returning home, the man was neither surprised nor asked questions.

Chen Ping'an bowed and said, "Greetings to Mr. Wusong."

The man asked, "Do you have any fame or fortune?"

Chen Ping'an stood up and replied respectfully: "The younger generation has no fame and honor in the imperial examination, but there are students, so they are the second place."

The man smiled a little and asked, "Do you want the flower-smoked post that was previously supplemented by Lord Shao?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "Hua Xun Tie, Mr. Wusong must be useful. I just want to ask Mr. Wusong for a picture of a buffalo with Mr. Wusong."

The man was slightly surprised, "When you are trying to make a living on the ferry, rules are rules, no exception. Since you know that I am Du Xiucai and you know that I can paint, then the Master is a peerless master of writing, and the new works of Wu Song are the world-leading. What is the 'new text'? Forget it, this may be a bit difficult for you. Just just talk about the title of the poem I wrote in my life. Since you can get a piece of the sword tip of the Taibai Fairy Sword from Bai Ye, I believe it is not difficult to know this."

Chen Ping'an looked embarrassed.

Taibai's sword tip was obtained inexplicably on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Chen Ping'an only knew the name and general outline of his life experience for Mr. Wusong who could answer Bai Ye's poems. In fact, the reason why Chen Ping'an knew Mr. Wusong was mainly because of the identity of Du Xiucai's "refining master". In short, Chen Ping'an remembered the poem written by Bai Ye, but he didn't know a word about what Mr. Wusong had written before him.

In that basket, the good mountain master helped the chicken peck at the millet grains of rice. It was even more embarrassing and had to scratch his face.

The scholar Du smiled, "Since the sword is still there just now, but this trip is not on your body. Don't talk about the opportunity, don't think too much about the buffalo map."

The man sighed, and the incident of Bai Ye playing with his sword alone in the shaking continent was indeed sad. Sure enough, after a farewell, the peach blossoms were deep in spring.

Chen Ping'an was a little regretful and did not dare to force the opportunity. He had to hold his fists and say goodbye. He remembered something and asked, "Can Mr. Wusong drink?"

The man smiled and didn't say anything.
To be continued...