Shan He Biao Li

Yuan Ping stayed for a while, and after a while, he reacted and said rather strangely: "Chu Qingsheng, you are not going to find the Lord, what is the use of telling me?"

Chu Huan leaned against the stone behind him and stretched left and right: "I am such a serious person, don't you think it's almost meaningless to say this kind of nauseous face-to-face? , See you are round. "

Yuan Ping: "..."

Can I still make a face?

"Ask your patriarch for me, I will stay here for a few days," Chu Huan stood up and waved at Yuan Ping. "Help me keep it secret and don't tell others."

Yuan Ping looked blank: "Why?"

"Don't be so cold-blooded," Chu Huan glanced at him. "Did our friendship come to an end?"

Yuan Ping ’s expression was mixed with incomprehension: "When did the two of us have 'friendship'? Is the people of the world united?"

Chu Huan heard the footsteps and thought about it for a while, so he had to use the killer: "Oh, I ’m going to eat before I go-anyway, the barbecue rack is still there-I plan to invite some friends together, but there are more people. It ’s also troublesome, so if it ’s not a friend, just forget it. "

Yuan Ping was so ashamed and indignant at such intimidation and temptation: "I am **** in your eyes, is someone who can betray himself for eating?"

Chu Huan hypocritically said: "Then why is it, you have a principle in particular."

Yuan Ping's expression wavered back and forth, gradually shifting from shamelessness to inescapability, and finally, when Chu Huan lifted his legs to leave, Yuan Ping couldn't help but stop calling him: "Slow!"

Chu Huan coughed very pretentiously, making a deaf ear.

Yuan Ping seemed to be forced into prostitution, and his face was reluctant. He said angrily: "We have known each other since we were young. If you want to talk about it, let's count."

"Then if someone asks, it means I'm not there, friend." Chu Huan smiled and raised his chin at him, and emphasized the last two words.

Yuan Ping realized what he called "helpless under the coercion of fate". He silently clenched his teeth, remembering that he had to guard the mountain gate at night, so he picked up his bow and arrow and walked away with sadness.

Chu Huan guessed right. That night, Nanshan did squat at his residence, but after waiting for half a night without catching someone, he knew that he was a cunning rabbit cave and ran away again.

Nanshan turned a few circles at the door of Chu Huan's residence, thinking about where he could go.

In life, although Chu Huan is very capable, but when it is not necessary, he will not treat himself badly, thinking that he will not spend the night in places such as forest caves.

The few people in the clan who have more contacts with him are either already married to their wives or have a mother who is not old in the family. It is inconvenient. Chu Huan will not bother to visit a single man.

As for the elders-he will probably call Chu Huan to sleep in the firewood room.

Considering all the above, Nanshan had to abruptly reach a conclusion: Chu Huan mostly went to the goalkeeper Yuan Ping.

He was suddenly top-heavy in his heart, sour as vinegar, envious of fire, so he was dressed in a night as cold as water, and hurried down the mountain.

In the middle of the night, Yuan Ping was replaced by his kin, preparing to go back to rest. He was yawning while walking, and he ran into Nanshan, who was gloomy as he went to catch the traitor.

When Nanshan met him, he seemed to take a deep breath without any traces. Obviously, he exercised a great deal of restraint. The tone of his restraint was almost dull when he spoke, which made it reluctant to maintain the usual attitude of the chief of the mountain guard.

Nanshan: "Brother Yuan Ping, is Chu Huan here with you?"

Yuan Ping thought of the friendship he had imposed a few hours ago, and the promise of "not to speak out". After only a second of hesitation, he decided to obey his heart and replied: "He said he was not there."

Nanshan: "..."

This statement is really awesome, and Rao Shi Nanshan also froze for a moment.

Immediately, Nanshan seemed to hear a signal from his unspoken words, stopped and asked Yuan Ping with a little tentative: "You ... told me last time that he ran to the elders recently, can tell me what he really What do you want to do? "

Yuan Ping sighed: "I promised that others should not owe, so you come to ask-Nanshan Patriarch, I advise you not to inquire, this is to embarrass me, there is a famous saying on the other side of the river, called 'People are cheap but invincible' , You can't beat him. "

Nanshan was silent for a moment: "I didn't want to fight him, I just wanted to send him back there peacefully."

Yuan Ping took the big bow off his shoulder and supported it on the ground, making a gesture ready for long talks: "Patriarch, I heard that you had been insisting on falling into the ground for a long time, and always looking for the legendary saint. Why is the person recorded in the book really found by you now, and you want to send the person away? "

Nan Shan smiled bitterly: "At that time, there was no imminent sinking ground, and I didn't know him, so I didn't think too much. In fact, the so-called holy book, no one has seen it, it's just a vague sustenance ... and more Even if it is destined, it is also a disaster for our family. Why should it involve him as an unrelated outsider? "

"Also," Yuan Ping listened and nodded thoughtfully, contemplating for a while, he said, "Otherwise, patriarch, you don't have to be embarrassed, I will give you an idea."

Even though Nanshan already knew that the goalkeeper "can't spit out ivory in his mouth", there was absolutely nothing serious in his stomach, but he couldn't help but hold a silver lining of hope and ask: "What?"

Yuan Pingzheng said: "In a while, I will help you tie him together, then you are responsible for picking his clothes and drying him into a" inner ".

Nanshan: "..."

What the hell!

Why are all the goods abound on the other side of the river?

Nanshan couldn't believe that he really planned to listen to Yuan Ping seriously, reached out to pinch his eyebrows, and thought he was in a state of confusion and was in a hurry.

He bypassed Yuan Ping without a word, and walked to the rest of the gatekeeper.

"The patriarch," Yuan Ping stopped him, and there was no joke on his face, "Whether it is your elders or our Patriarch Rug, they are hiding you together. Have you thought about the reason?"

Nanshan stepped in.

Yuan Ping: "I don't actually believe in any holy book, but we have reached the point of desperation, don't you want to think about your clan? Everyone wants to see a little fluke from Chu Huan, only you insist on sending him go."

Nanshan was silent.

Yuan Ping continued: "If a person is willing to go to danger for you by all means, his feelings for you must be deeper than you think. Do you insist on resisting for his own good or another selfishness? You can let him forget Did you? "

Nanshan raised his head, the sky was clear and blue, and the galaxy was very clear. His expression changed a little, and finally he became lonely. When Yuan Ping thought he wanted to explain something, Nanshan suddenly said calmly, "You are right. "

Yuan Ping was startled.

Nanshan sighed and leaned on the stone a few steps away from him: "The holy spring should be passed on to you as the head of my family. In fact, many of our family are like this. They are blocked, stubborn, desperate, and cannot tolerate. A little betrayal, so when there is love, it must be accompanied by jealousy and fear. This should not be the case. The people on the other side of the river live in such a large world. Everyone is relaxed, and only happiness will be together. , Unhappy words naturally break up twice, I understand this in my heart, but I ca n’t do it. ”

Yuan Ping did not expect him to be so frank. In the hearts of the two peoples, Lu Ge was too aggressive, and he was usually unsmiling. People were always more fearful than Nanshan, but he was different. When he encountered something, he could be a good patriarch. Normally, he was able to let a bunch of suspicious little cubs surround him, and gave them a flute with a good temper.

He said frankly that jealousy, anxiety and fear in his heart made Yuan Ping almost overwhelmed.

"There is one thing I can't do for him, there is something I can't give him, I will feel that I am powerless and incapable, and the fear is deeper, and my heart seems to be stuck with a needle at all times," Nanshan said, "He is now because of me And stuck here ... "

Nanshan's voice was interrupted. He exhaled slowly, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably, Nanshan squeezed his finger, and at the time his joints creaked, and he closed his eyes slightly, seemingly enduring some kind of silence. Torture took a long time before he smiled bitterly: "I should never have superstitiously believed in the holy book, nor should I bring him back, should I?"

Yuan Ping said softly: "Patriarch, if you are in a dilemma, in fact, you don't care about anything. Let Chu Huan do whatever you like, what do you say?"

Nanshan shook his head without nodding, but just sat quietly for a while, then he stood up and walked back: "Forget it, he should have fallen asleep. I know he is here, so I don't need to quarrel him."

"Hey, Nanshan Patriarch." Yuan Ping suddenly stopped him.

Nanshan: "Huh?"

"Actually ... Well, I really shouldn't have said that," Yuan Ping scratched his head for a moment, "but ... forget it, I sold Chu Huan so many times anyway, many times this time-he intends these days go."

Nanshan stunned.

"Go?" His heart jumped suddenly, "Where?"

Yuan Ping struggled to glance at him and whispered, "Sink to the ground."

Nanshan heard a "Gang Bian" at that time, the string in his mind was broken, and Yuan Ping was put aside and broke into it.

He lost his reason and melancholy in his heart, and there was only a **** storm. Nanshan nearly broke his teeth, and he deliberately caught Chu Huan and strangled him, saving him from trying so hard to kill himself.

But Nanshan turned the gatekeeper's dwelling upside down, stunned that no trace of Chu Huan was found.

When he found Yuan Ping again, the whole person was like an angry male lion.

Yuan Ping looked a little trembling. In his impression, the patriarch of the Shoushan people was always warm and mellow, and he had never been so embarrassed.

Yuan Ping began to wonder if his mouth was really too owed.

Nanshan spit out a few words with difficulty: "He is not here."

"Not there?" Yuan Ping was stunned. "Uh ... well, then he might have expected that I would betray him. Alas, this is not unusual. Really, didn't I tell you, Chu Huan was cunning and cunning?" Yes-otherwise, patriarch, you have a rest in our place first, waiting for tomorrow ... "

Nanshan bit **** the tip of his tongue, a **** smell barely pressed down the anxiety of his chest, and said dryly, "I can't close my eyes."

"You can rest assured that the things he is going to bring are still ready. It will take a day or two. I won't act rashly tonight," Yuan Ping carefully patted Nanshan's shoulder. "Wait tomorrow morning-the patriarch, you believe me This time, I promise that he will definitely come out by himself tomorrow morning. It ’s rare to play me once. If he does n’t come back and show off immediately, the peacock will not have the surname Chu! ”

At this time, Chu Huan was actually still near the mountain gate-given that Yuan Ping ’s policy of treating him was always "two sides and three knives", and when he thought of it, he pulled it out and sold it without any psychological barriers, so Chu Huan never trusted He, Chu Huan, ran to the edge of the holy spring with the right temperature, listening to the sound of Lingling's water, and slept with the snake for a night.

Chu Huan had a long dream. He dreamed of a strange middle-aged mountain guardian. He walked in front of him, bent down and said something to him. Chu Huandan saw his lips moving, but could not hear anything. There was a white noise like a noisy whisper in his ear.

The middle-aged man twisted the small walnut in Chu Huan's chest, and then extended a finger on Chu Huan's forehead, lips, and chest, as if afraid he could not understand, and said at a very slow rate What's wrong is the language of Liyi.

The man said it three times in a row, and then Chu Huan had difficulty recognizing his lips. He was saying-"Tinder".

Tinder?

Chu Huan hadn't had time to think about what it meant. Suddenly he felt a headache in his head. His eyes were black, and he opened his eyes in confusion, discovering that it was his "pillow" that ran away.

Viper Xiaolu is a biological alarm clock, throwing Chu Huan's head off at once, crawling to the edge of the holy spring, and extending his neck to drink water.

Chu Huan rubbed his eyes and sat up, only to see that the snake's body glowed like a holy spring. From a distance, the snake was as bright and clean as the fine chalcedony under the lamp. The scales are shining brightly. Chu Huan couldn't help but leaned in and reached out and touched the snake.

Chu Huan: "So you drank this, did you grow so big?"

The viper curled up the tip of the tail comfortably and lifted his wrist.

Chu Huan put his hand into the holy spring, the water was not cold, as gentle as the human body, gently rolled his skin, like the mother's hand.

Chu Huan couldn't help but wonder in the low blood pressure in the morning: "If I had a sip, would I be able to grow a few centimeters taller?"

But then, he restrained his curiosity-who knows whether this pure natural nutrient water promotes vertical growth or horizontal growth?

When the snake was full of water, Chu Huan also packed himself up. He stretched out his arm and let the little snake climb up, intending to wake him up with a gold medal.

Unexpectedly, he hadn't waited for him to find him. Yuan Ping was waiting for him at the entrance of the mountain.

Yuan Ping looked at the "leather long python robe" on his body, and he asked: "Where did you go last night?"

Chu Huan smiled with satisfaction-Yuan Ping wouldn't go to him if he was fine, and someone who found him must have someone else. When Yuan Ping asked this question, he must have betrayed him unsuccessfully.

Yuan Ping stood up angrily and pointed at him with his teeth gritted: "You, let that fat earthworm hide away, let's go out and practice alone."

The poisonous snake Xiaolu seemed to understand his words, sliding down Chu Huan's body swaying and crawling straight in the direction of Yuan Ping.

Yuan Ping first stretched his face and remained calm. When the snake was less than half a meter away from him, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at Chu Huan, and the two fled into the mountain forest as usual.

The poisonous snake raised her head in surprise, not knowing what Yuan Ping was excited about, but it quickly threw the strange gatekeeper aside, shook her head and continued to walk forward, bypassing a stone pillar, and rubbed it flatteringly. The trousers of the man hiding there slowly bent down and patted the snake's head.

Chu Huan felt that Yuan Ping seemed to be overdone on this day, and several times he was almost caught because he was too aggressive.

Be angry like this?

Chu Huan held a bow in his hand. The arrow on the bow had no point, and the bow string had been pulled away.

Only then did a branch move slightly, and Chu Huan had roughly judged Yuan Ping's position, his mouth slightly cocked, and he began aiming quietly.

Chu Huan intends to shorten the morning exercise time of this day, and "kill" Yuan Ping in a quick and determined manner. He also wants to go up the mountain to find an elder and ask if there are any allusions to the middle-aged person he dreamed of.

His heart and soul were all concentrated on the tip of the bow and arrow, and his breath was pressed to the lowest. At this moment, the branch on the side suddenly sounded, Chu Huan's finger suddenly pulled the bow, and Yuan Ping came in front of him. Shouting, Chu Huan ignored, and he turned his head alertly.

Unexpectedly, with such a twist of his head, his back neck was already caught off guard.

The angle of the man's hand was just right. Before losing consciousness, Chu Huan had a thought in his heart: "It must have been conspiracy. The tortoise grandson with the surname Yuan actually gave me a set!"

At the next moment, the bow of his hand fell to the ground, and the man fell softly to the other side, and was firmly caught by both hands.

Yuan Ping squeezed a non-pointed arrow and jumped out of the bushes with a twist: "His ... The **** Wang Baeg, who is the son of a dead son, is so heavy-how is it done?"

Nanshan came down from the tree, holding Chu Huan passing by, and nodded at him: "Thank you."

Yuan Ping glanced at Chu Huan.

Chu Huan's smile on the corner of his mouth hasn't had time to completely dissipate.

Yuan Ping remembered that when he first came out of the holy spring, when he first saw this person, he really felt that Chu Huan was like a lonely ghost who flickered. At present, this monster does not know when he was contaminated with fresh food. Life is almost the same as before.

"Ah, no need to thank—in fact, he really likes you." Yuan Ping grabbed his messy long hair, he didn't seem to know what to say, but he was very emotional, and had to search the stomach for a long time before he was awkward again. Added a sentence, "It's true."

Nanshan grinned reluctantly, gently adjusted the position of Chu Huan, holding his hands as if holding a baby, and brought Chu Huan back to the mountain.

When Chu Huan woke up again, he found himself already in a room.

The window in this room was clean and tidy, and the familiar patriarch's scepter was hanging on the wall-this was the place where he used to come to drink and often get drunk ... but hadn't had time to stay overnight.

The residence of the Patriarch Nanshan.

Chu Huan moved his hands and feet and heard a sound of "Wla La La", he looked down and found that his limbs were locked by several large iron chains extending from the bed post.

He was the first genius to establish diplomatic relations with Yuan Ping, and the next day he was betrayed by this sinister and deceitful villain.

Chu Huan was very helpless. Looking at this situation, he must have been sold completely.

He had no choice but to think happily: "I was locked in bed by a sweetheart with a big iron chain, alas, maybe it can be regarded as a kind of winner in life?"

Then someone pushed the door and came in: "Wake up?"

When Chu Huan raised his eyes, he saw Nanshan, who was sinking into the water, carrying a bowl of water to his bed.