I have a role in the heavens

Zhou Jue looked at Pei Qian quietly. Chen Jingqing was bragging and shaping himself into a famous master in the world. He had experienced hundreds of battles and killed countless people. He had become a terrifying existence that could make children cry.

Zhou Mili's black and white eyes widened, and a pair of sparse eyebrows kept squirming with the ups and downs of the story of the two. Like a caterpillar, the whole person was caught up in the magnificent Jianghu story, and he felt a little inferior in his heart. He said timidly.

"Pei Qian, Jing Qing, you are so amazing. I have never been in the world of martial arts. I have only traveled twice with Zhou Jue and the old scholar, and I have not had so many thrilling and magnificent experiences. If you are in the world of martial arts in the future, , can you take me with you!"

Pei Qian looked like a big sister, reached out and patted the little girl in black on the shoulder, and said generously.

"No problem, I will take you to explore the world in the future and let you see the power of my crazy swordsmanship!"

The boy in green furrowed his eyebrows, showing a look of confusion. The little girl in black looked silly and was as easy to deceive as Chen Nuanshu. He, Chen Jingqing, was also a well-known figure in the world and had many friends. If I take this little girl with me, will it hold me back?

"Zhou Mili, you can make a career in the world, but you must have some skills, right?"

"Now tell me what your best skills are, and let me see if you are qualified to join us in the world!"

When Zhou Mili heard this, he became a little nervous. He frowned and scratched his head. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember what he was good at.

"I don't seem to know anything. On weekdays, I just eat melon seeds and Yunxi dried fish, or buy wine for Zhou Jue and chat with others!"

The little girl in black suddenly felt a little unhappy. She felt that she was useless, knew nothing, and was a bit too stupid. It seemed that she was not qualified to travel with Pei Qian, Chen Jingqing and the others.

Pei Qian was very loyal. He patted his small chest and spoke uprightly. He seemed to glare fiercely at the child in green, and then comforted the little girl in black.

"Zhou Mili, raise your head. It doesn't matter even if you don't know anything. I can protect you in the future and no one can bully you!"

When the little girl in black heard this, she was so moved that she quickly took out a large handful of fragrant melon seeds from the cotton bag she was carrying and stuffed them into Pei Qian's hands. A bright smile appeared on her little face. said.

"Pei Qian, you are so kind. These are the melon seeds I brought from the Jianqi Great Wall. They are so fragrant that I was reluctant to eat them in Suishan. Please try them!"

Pei Qian was not polite. He pinched the melon seeds and started to eat them. He opened and closed his mouth and spat out the melon seed peels very quickly.

The boy in green was a little greedy when he saw this, he came close to the girl in black, stretched out his hand and said.

"Zhou Mili, give me some too. At worst, Pei Qian and I will protect you in the future!"

The little girl in black's rice-sized sorrow instantly dissipated. She took out a handful of melon seeds from her cotton bag and put it in Chen Jingqing's hand.

Zhou Mili looked at the cute and gentle girl in pink skirt again. Without any hesitation, he also gave a handful of melon seeds. The four little people came together and sat on a long bamboo bench, shaking their little feet and feeling comfortable. Eating the sweet melon seeds extremely, chatting about simple and innocent dreams.

Zhou Jue did not interfere with the little ones' affairs. Feeling the warm sunshine, he gradually closed his eyes and fell into sleep. As he breathed, the wind and clouds in the mountains echoed, the scene was terrifying, and the mountains and rivers were magnificent.

After a day and a night, Chen Pingan finally woke up again, full of energy and completely relaxed. He walked out of the bamboo building and found Pei Qian and Zhu Lian standing vigil outside the door, each with a small bamboo chair.

Pei Qian leaned against the back of the chair and stretched out his legs. He was already sleeping soundly and drooling. For the Heitan girl, keeping vigil at night meant that she was unable to do anything and was helpless in life.

Chen Pingan walked lightly, squatted down, and looked at Pei Qian. After a while, she raised her arm, wiped her saliva randomly, and continued to sleep, whispering in her sleep, vaguely.

Chen Pingan stood up, looked at Zhu Lian who had woken up, and gave a wink to the other party to follow him. The two came to the cliff together. There was a stone table with a chessboard carved on it, and four simple stone stools with cloud patterns carved on them. .

Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian sat down. The old cook still looked decrepit, lowered his voice and said with a chuckle.

"If Pei Qian sees the young master like this, I'm afraid he will be heartbroken."

Chen Pingan glanced at Pei Qian, who was sleeping soundly, with a look of pampering and relief on his face. He sighed, thinking of his experience in Shujian Lake in the past few years, and said with relief.

"This is already very good. I was prepared for the worst at the beginning. I thought it would take at least three to five years to escape!"

In fact, there was no problem with the time that Chen Ping'an originally expected, but Zhou Jue and the others were impatient to wait for his final patchwork. Cui Han had no choice but to let the army of the Dali Dynasty set off. The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, swept across Shujian Lake, and directly swept this place. The lawless, chaotic and lawless land was brought under the jurisdiction of the Dali Dynasty, and the Wenxin Bureau was forcibly ended, so Chen Ping'an was able to escape so quickly.

Zhu Lian nodded solemnly, and said in a deep voice without a trace of the old man's turbidity in his bright and clear peach blossom eyes.

"Although I don't know what happened in the slip lake, but through some exchanges of letters, the old slave probably knows that the young master is afraid that he has encountered great difficulties and is living like a year, but he does not dare to ask directly on the paper for fear that the walls have ears and others will find out. !”

If the king is not secretive, his ministers will lose; if the ministers are not secretive, they will lose their virginity; if several things are not secretive, it will cause harm. This is why a gentleman is cautious and avoids going out. Both Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian understood this, so in their daily correspondence, they only wrote about simple daily matters and never involved confidential matters.

Chen Ping'an took out two pots of fine Wuwei wine from nearby objects and handed one to Zhu Lian. The two touched it lightly and raised their heads to drink, watching the light cut through the dark night and the scorching sun rising from the other side of the mountain. One head slowly rose and he said with a wry smile.

"It's hard to put it into words, but I finally waited until the dark night ended and the golden light broke!"

"What is the strength of a person? It is just the ability to withstand the hardships of heaven!"

Zhu Lian put down the wine bottle in his hand, stared at Chen Pingan's face, and said very seriously.

The old cook seemed to realize that the atmosphere was too solemn and inconsistent with his character. The familiar and obscene smile appeared on the vicissitudes of life's face again, and he began to flirt and tease again.

"The young master looks like this now. Although he looks broken and exhausted, the old slave has been in love. The young master's appearance now is the most pitiful for women. From now on, you go down the mountain to a small town or county. In the city, it is best to wear a hat to cover up, otherwise you may be looked at a few times by the women on the street, and you will get into a few romantic affairs out of thin air, and you will be in debt. "

Chen Pingan rolled his eyes angrily, but felt inexplicably friendly. He rubbed his thin cheeks and cursed with a smile.

"Do you think I'm a fool, or do you think those women are blind?"

"I look like this now, half human and half ghost. How can any woman like me? How can I incur romantic debts and makeup debts?"

Zhu Lian had an expression of disapproval on his face. He was an expert in love and knew the woman's thoughts best, so he sighed.

"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a lot. Master, just wait. Sooner or later, when you get outside the mountain, you will be eaten alive by a woman!"

Chen Ping'an didn't dare to continue chatting. He only had Ning Yao in his heart. No matter how good the other girls were, they had nothing to do with him. No matter how bad he was, Ning Yao would not dislike him and quickly stopped him.

"Stop it, stop talking about this topic, and drink your wine."

Zhu Lian picked up the flask, raised his head and took a sip. The clear wine, fragrant and mellow, faintly flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked distressed and said sadly.

"Good advice is offensive!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said nothing, squinting at the majestic city wall in the south with the golden light falling on the world.

"Oh! What advice is offensive to my ears? Let me listen to it too?!"

Suddenly, a clear and melodious voice came into the ears of Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian. The old cook's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly explained.

"Mr. Zhou, don't get me wrong, I'm just joking!"

"The young master has a rightful owner. Naturally, he wants to keep his chastity for Miss Ning. He will never incur romantic debts!"

Chen Ping'an was speechless. Although he thought so and did so, why did these words sound so awkward when they came from Zhu Lian's mouth?

Zhou Jue slowly walked out of the bamboo building. When he passed by the little girl Heitan, the heroine Pei seemed to be showing off her power in her dream, shouting in a low voice.

"The bold thief, if you don't want to die, take my sword!"

Zhou Jue stopped, glanced at Pei Qian, then turned to look at Chen Pingan with a half-smile, and said with deep meaning.

"Oh, really?"

"Why do I remember that there was a girl in Tsing Yi in Longquan County who was very fond of Chen Ping'an? Could it be that I remembered it wrong?"

"Cough cough cough!"

Chen Ping'an choked on his drink and his face turned red. However, he looked firmly at Zhou Jue's face and spoke calmly without even a trace of dodge.

"Mr. Zhou, I really have nothing to do with Miss Ruan. I only like Miss Ning!"

"This old slave can testify that the young master thinks about Miss Ruan day and night, and the other women don't even look at her!"

"When we were in Ziyang Mansion, Mrs. Xiao Luan from Baihujiang Water God Mansion came to our door. The young master didn't understand the amorous feelings and directly turned her away without any hesitation or move!"

Zhu Lian carefully glanced at Zhou Jue and saw that his expression was calm and his eyes were deep and difficult to predict, so he quickly started to make guarantees.

"Mrs. Xiao Luan was so beautiful and beautiful in her life, but the young master remained calm and unmoved. This really makes even the old slave admire her!"

"Is it okay to sit in your arms?"

"This is just an old slave's way of describing the young master's integrity. Mrs. Xiao Luan was not able to enter the young master's room at all and was rejected!"

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Zhu Lian slapped himself lightly, not daring to use random words anymore, and hurriedly explained.

"snort!"

Zhou Jue snorted coldly and stared at Chen Ping'an with sharp sword-like eyes. Zhu Lian warned with a serious look on his face.

"Of course I know this, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to leave Ziyang Mansion and reach Shujian Lake!"

"And you, please stop bewitching Chen Ping'an in the future, otherwise I won't mind letting you become a eunuch. Maybe you can also work as a palm eunuch in the palace of the Great Li Dynasty!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Pingan's expression remained calm and calm. The old cook was shocked. He quickly clamped his legs, trembling, raised three fingers, and swore.

"I don't dare, this old slave. I will definitely remind the young master to keep himself clean and behave like a jade in the future!"

Chen Ping'an looked at the spineless old cook and couldn't help but roll his eyes. He felt that Zhu Lian was very suitable to hang out in the Dali Palace. With his servile appearance and sycophantic behavior, he was absolutely perfect and prosperous. Starting, maybe he can actually become a palm eunuch.

Zhou Jue sat down, took a pot of Wuwei wine, lowered his head and took a sip, looking at the mountains. Many immortal forces gathered here to create a continuous stretch of immortal mansions, just like a fairyland on earth.

"This place has changed a lot. The value of the properties you bought has skyrocketed, and your net worth has also become quite large!"

Chen Pingan smiled, with a look of gratitude on his face. When he was willing to spend all his wealth to buy property, it was Zhou Jue who pointed him out. Now, the income from these mountains is astonishing, making people jealous, and he has accumulated a lot of fairy money for Chen Pingan.

"These are all the work of Mr. Zhou. At the beginning, I was just a poor boy from Mubo Alley. Without Mr. Zhou's intervention, how could the Dali Dynasty sell these mountains to me? And without Mr. Zhou's prestigious protection, I would not be able to sell them to me." You can’t hold on to such a big industry!”

Chen Ping'an is still very sober. Even though he is now a martial arts warrior, this strength is nothing in the Great Li Dynasty. Under the eager gaze of the surrounding Xian family forces, he cannot hold on to this industry. Mainly because Zhou Jue's reputation made the Dali Dynasty jealous, and he warned the surrounding Xian family forces not to covet Chen Ping'an's property, so that stability could be maintained.

Of course, Chen Pingan did not rest on his laurels. Under the guidance of Wei Bo, the righteous god of Beiyue, he bought several more mountains, especially Niujiao Mountain where the Xianjia Ferry was built. Chen Pingan will soon take possession of this mountain. Being on Wei Bo's side, because the benefits were too huge, Chen Ping'an was worried that he would be jealous of the Dali dignitaries.

Privately, this fairy ferry is a continuous stream of living water, with fairy money flowing in it. The profit goes to Chen Ping'an and Wei Bo divides it in half.

Back then, Chen Ping'an helped Gu Can's family grab water from the fields countless times, but he didn't have any fertile land. He never thought that he could have such a large family business now, and it felt like he was in another world.

Chen Ping'an raised the jug, touched it with Zhou Jue and Zhu Lian, and took a sip without saying anything, all in the wine.

After an unknown amount of time, the sun was high and there was silence on the cliff. Zhu Lian put down the empty wine bottle in his hand, turned to look at the little black girl who was leaning on the bamboo chair, and roared.

"Pei Qian, your master is going away again, and he's still sleeping!"

"Master, don't leave, wait for me!"

Pei Qian fell to the ground with the bamboo chair and got up in a daze. Before he could fully open his eyes, he started shouting.

Pei Qian looked up at the edge of the cliff and saw a familiar figure, with tears streaming down his face and a wrinkled face as black as coal. He got up from the ground and rushed to Chen Pingan, holding on to his master's sleeves. I cried, feeling extremely sad and wronged.

"Why did Master become like this? Dark and thin, why should I imitate her?!"

Chen Pingan put down the wine bottle in his hand, reached out and touched the head of the little girl Hei Tan, and said with a smile.

"Why didn't I see you growing up in Luopo Mountain? Did you not have enough to eat? Or were you just playing and did you forget to copy the books?"

Pei Qian hugged Chen Pingan's thigh and refused to let go or speak. She should have shamelessly followed her master to Shujian Lake in the first place. She should not have left her master and returned to Luopo Mountain with the old cook and others. Even though she was clumsy, she could still chat with her master to relieve her boredom.

Chen Pingan glared at Zhu Lian who was gloating about his misfortune angrily, and quickly comforted the little black girl, finally coaxing her to stop crying.

Pei Qian is sitting on the stone bench. Now she is thirteen or fourteen years old. She is a little taller than before, but it is not obvious. She is not as tall as an ordinary girl. She is still dark, shriveled and skinny. It doesn’t look good either.

"How have you been living in Luo Luo Mountain these past few years?"

When Pei Qian heard the master's question, she started chirping like a little bird, talking about her great achievements in Longquan County over the years.

The little girl Heitan would go down the mountain every once in a while to help her master take care of the ancestral house in Muping Lane. She would visit the graves every first month and Qingming Festival and look after the two shops in Qilong Lane. In addition to copying books every day, she also Holding a hiking stick in hand, he controls the big black snake to carefully patrol the mountainous area to prevent predators from sneaking into the bamboo house.

Pei Qian still has to practice the six-step walking technique taught by her master every day, the sword-training technique taught by Zhou Jue, and perfect the crazy sword technique that is just a little short of reaching the peak. In short, she is very busy and is not blind at all. Just messing around and not doing your job properly!

Of course, due to the conscience of heaven and earth, Pei Qian did not tell the master about such trivial matters as chasing dogs and geese, kicking shuttlecocks, etc. After all, she felt that as the founding disciple of Luolu Mountain, only those soul-stirring and magnificent feats were in line with her status. There is no need to show off some small things.

Chen Pingan patiently listened to Pei Qian's exaggerated experience, with a faint smile on his face, and asked abruptly.

"Senior Cui, didn't you give me some advice?"

Pei Qian's eyes rolled around, he glanced carefully in the direction of the bamboo building, and shook his head pitifully.

"My disciple's qualifications are not good enough, and he is not in the eyes of the old man. I have brought shame on you, Master!"

Pei Qian was born with a talent for martial arts and sword cultivation, and his aptitude was even praised by Zhou Jue. Chen Ping'an naturally knew that Pei Qian was not telling the truth, so he reached out and flicked the little Hei Tan girl's forehead and said softly.

"If you can't bear the hardship of practicing martial arts, just tell the truth. Why is Senior Cui so far-sighted? Who are you trying to bluff?"

Pei Qian put his head in his hands and exhaled, took a breath of cold air, and said in surprise.

"Master, when did you learn the art of observing the mind? It's so amazing! I admire you so much, disciple. I'm afraid you will never be able to catch up with your master in this life!"

Pei Qian and Zhu Lian have been together for a long time, and they have also learned the old chef's tricks of making jokes, flattering horses, and spitting out compliments for free, hoping to get away with it and avoid disaster.

Chen Pingan laughed angrily, stretched out his hand to twist Pei Qian's ears, squeezed gently, and said.

"You keep making it up, let me see how long you can make it up?"

Pei Qian grinned, with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face. The old man was too dirty, and practicing martial arts with him was too painful, and she couldn't bear it.