gone!
I have lived in this place for thirteen years, and I don’t know when I came back. Looking back, I see numerous mountains, palaces and temples, a lake halfway up the mountain, and a view point below…
Qingwei and several disciples saw each other off from a distance, and Sanhua Peixiu held the sword box with tears in her eyes...
Zhu Ping'an just waved his hand: "Go back..."
"When can I... find you..." From a distance, Sanhua couldn't help but ask.
"Sanhua, please listen carefully to Wei Laodao on this matter... If he lets you go out, you will come to us..." Zhu Ping'an held back his tears, a bowl of rice and a bowl of vegetables... one lesson per lesson. Teaching every class...
"Senior sister, if you want me, come to me...bring me something to eat when you come." The little girl didn't know the pain of parting.
But there are all kinds of flowers and flowers just wiping their eyes...
There was also a little cook, Dong Huan, who endured it again and again, and looked back again and again...
gone!
No more looking back, no more sadness! There was a large group behind him, and one on the shoulder!
There is also a sturdy man, who is not sentimental, and has heart-wrenching words: "Brother Qing'an, you are really not carefree when you take care of your family like this... When I walk around the world, what I want is to be alone, life and death." There is life!"
Zhu Pingan suddenly remembered something and asked: "Old Ming, you are over forty years old. Have you gotten married and had children?"
"Nothing, never approach women, women will only affect my speed of drawing the sword!" Ming Gongzhi was very disdainful!
"I just want to ask... Your Ming family has been in the Ming Dynasty for three thousand years, and it has been clear from generation to generation. Your great-grandfather, Zhenjianxian, also gave birth to your grandfather, and your grandfather gave birth to your father. When you are here... why are you over forty... In case there is something wrong with three long and two short..."
I wish you peace and don’t understand!
"Hmph... don't think too much. There are more than ten of my brothers and cousins! There are countless other branches!" Ming Gongzhi raised his head.
understood!
"Then... your great-grandfather married a wife and had children. Wasn't he also a true swordsman at the age of forty-five?" Zhu Ping'an asked again.
"He married me after he became a Sword Immortal... He traveled all over the world before meeting someone! We, our generation, should imitate our great ancestors. If we don't travel around the world, why should we be at home? Only when we have no cares and worries can we become a Sword Immortal! Without perseverance, Why is it such a big deal?”
When Mr. Ming said this, he intentionally looked back at the little cook with huge breasts... as if he was warning Zhu Ping'an about something...
Zhu Pingan nodded: "It makes sense! Old Ming, hold on, we'll be done!"
But I heard the fat little girl on my shoulder say: "My senior brother likes those sect fairies the most, and he also said that he wants to marry a wife and have children..."
"Heirs continue..." Sihua said behind him.
Bahua immediately continued: "Yes, Zi wants Mianmian, and she also said that we are all procrastinators... um..."
Zhu Ping'an smiled awkwardly, but didn't deny it.
"Alas...this generation...is not worthy of anyone..." Lao Ming expressed his disdain.
Zhu Ping'an was too lazy to listen and changed the subject: "What did you copy last night?"
"Humph! Here!" Lao Mingduo took a few steps and walked to the front.
Zhu Pingan took the paper and took a look at it. Although the words were still ugly, he could clearly distinguish the top and bottom. He raised his hand and waved: "Four flowers, five flowers, come on, take a look at this and see if you like it..."
I wish Ping An "a big family and a big business", but it is also difficult to run it... You have to make the best use of everything.
Sihua came up to take it, lowered his head and read: "The infinite divine power of heaven and earth imbues the body with the Chaoyang Kaitian Life-Destroying Sword... Senior brother, this..."
"The name is not important, good stuff, good stuff, take a good look!" Zhu Pingan seemed to be afraid that Mr. Ming Zhi in front of him would come back and stop him. After all... Zhu Pingan was secretly teaching other people's skills.
"Oh..." Sihua lowered her head and looked again, Wuhua came together, they were nine-year-old twins.
Zhu Ping'an also took out a small booklet from his arms and threw it forward: "Old Ming, this "Yi Qi" will be of great benefit to you! You must read it carefully!"
"Thank you!" He already had the book in his hand, slightly cupped it in his hand, and didn't even look back, he just read it as he was doing.
I didn’t even think about it, but I was mesmerized as soon as I saw it!
As we walked, Ming Gongzhi said to himself: "That's bullshit. Qing'an is really bullshit!"
If others comment on him like this, he will definitely show them with a sword and let them see if his head is still on his neck...
However, when Ming Gong complained, Zhu Ping An had no choice but to bow his head and admit it!
Zhu Ping An felt uncomfortable in his heart: I thought that I, Zhu Ping An, was full of knowledge, rich in knowledge, broad in vision, and knowledgeable. He could handle everything at his fingertips, and his head was full of evil intentions...
But I just don’t know where I should go!
Perhaps, people with simple minds are better off!
Without confronting Mr. Ming, Zhu Ping'an just turned around and asked: "Four flowers, five flowers, how do you like it? Do you like it?"
"I don't like it!" Sihua shook his head and spoke, while Wuhua shook his head and said nothing.
"Why don't you like it?" Zhu Pingan asked again.
"In the clouds and mist, the clouds and mountains are shrouded in mist, it's like this and that...the preface doesn't match the afterword...whoever wrote this must be talking nonsense..." Sihua spoke and Wuhua nodded.
Born from the same child, they have completely different personalities.
The tall man in front of him stopped and turned around: "I wrote everything very clearly..."
Zhu Pingan spoke immediately: "Quick, you two go and ask him what nonsense he wrote..."
The burly man came back by himself: "Let me see, where is the nonsense?"
Zhu Ping'an also leaned over to take a closer look. It was really hard to understand. There was something wrong with Ming Gong's character and his ability to express himself in writing.
It's really not textbook material.
"Old Ming, look at my "Yi Qi", how well written it is? It's very detailed and easy to understand... Look at you... I really can't bear to look at it!" Zhu Ping'an also complained.
"Did you compile this "Yi Qi"?" Ming Gongzhi turned around and asked again.
"My new one...is roughly the same as the original one, but there are many subtle changes." Zhu Ping'an nodded.
"Since you understand so well, why are you so bad at it?" Ming Gongzhi also expressed that he could not understand.
"Well... mainly... you see, I am the breadwinner... right?" Zhu Ping'an had been complained about several times, and he answered the question seriously out of embarrassment.
Ming Gongzhi looked in front, then behind, and then at Zhu Ping'an, frowning slightly, obviously he understood.
"..."
After a moment of silence, Ming Gongzhi pointed to his cannibalistic writing and asked Zhu Ping'an: "Did you really give it to them?"
"Well, seriously! What you did is not my way. As long as they grow up well... I won't worry anymore..." Zhu Ping'an nodded seriously.
Ming Gongzhi didn't say much anymore, he only looked at the colorful flowers and asked: "Where is the nonsense? Come and see, little kid..."
