Sword comes

The young Taoist had already thought of a lot of words to deal with the "who" question of the straw-shoe boy, but unexpectedly, the courtyard door opened quickly, and it was obvious that the boy in the mean street just skipped that link.

Mud Bottle Alley is one of the narrowest and cramped alleys in the town. The Taoist's two-wheeled wooden cart cannot be placed outside to block the road. Fortunately, Chen Ping'an looks skinny and has no strength. In fact, he is not weak. The young Taoist pushed the rather heavy cart into the yard together, without much effort.From the beginning to the end, the teenager didn't say anything, which made the young Taoist behind the door a little embarrassed. It was like a person who had the cheek to go to the door to borrow money. The host served tea, wine and meat attentively, and the guests only had some leftovers. Conscience will become more and more difficult to speak.

The young Taoist thought that it would be embarrassing to stand up and down, so it would be better to have a good time. He lifted a cotton mattress covering the cart, revealing a black-clothed girl who was lying on her side and curled up, with a crooked but not falling hood. Still stubbornly covering the master's face, for some unknown reason, when the thin layer of quilt was lifted, a bloody aura rushed towards her face. Only at this time did Chen Ping'an realize that she was dressed in black, with faint blood oozing out.Chen Ping'an didn't think of how a small quilt could completely cover up the strong smell. The boy just stepped back and asked, "Daoist, what are you doing?"

The young Taoist said, "Save her! She was seriously injured, and no one in the town was willing to save her. No wonder they all swept the snow, so Pindao thought about it and thought that you might be an exception."

Chen Pingan hit a key point and asked, "How did she get hurt?"

The Taoist's face was not red and his heart was not jumping: "Pin Dao just pushed the cart past the archway, and saw this young woman from a foreign country, she said that she was going to expand the plaque on the "Qi Chong Bull Fighting", bringing the expansion bag and brush. Waiting for things, I climbed up. As for Tuobei, how should I put it, it is such a copying activity, and it is generally a scholar who is full and supports it. After climbing up, he bowed his head and bent over to sit on the beam. Seeing that Pindao was frightened, he had to stop, reminding her from time to time to be careful, where did she think that she was still too engrossed in the end. On the ground, you also know that the ground over the archway is not as hard as your mud bottle alley. It is almost as hard as the bluestone slab of Fulu Street. You have to be compassionate, you can’t ignore it, right? Every family despised her with blood all the way here. It wasn’t long after the new year, and it was too bad. Where would you like to carry her into the house, even the poor know that this is human nature. So there is no way to find you here. It sounds ugly. If you don't even want to take her in, Pindao is not an immortal who can pull people from the gate of hell, you can only wait for the girl to swallow it. Take your last breath, try your best to find a place, dig a hole, erect a monument, and you're done.

The Taoist deliberately spoke at a very fast speed, and his words were not clear. Obviously, he wanted to confuse the young man in circles.The beginning of everything is difficult, as long as you start at the beginning, you can take one step at a time.

Chen Ping'an's eyes were complicated. He glanced at the hopeful young Taoist, and then glanced at the dead girl in black. After a battle between heaven and man, he nodded and said, "How to save it?"

The young Taoist suddenly became brighter, "Okay! If you have Chen Ping'an's words, even if it is half, don't look at her terrible injury, it feels like Lord Yan has ticked off his name on the life and death book, but you don't think so. It's so exaggerated... Of course, what Pindao said just now is true, and there are all kinds of mysteries involved. For example, this girl's desire to survive is extremely strong, and she also seems to have some family traditions in her body, which can protect her. The vital minds and alchemy rooms, as well as our town, is a very interesting place, there are a lot of strange things, eating or catching them will be of great benefit."

The young Taoist regained his senses, realized that he had revealed a lot of secrets, and said with a dry smile: "You can't understand it anyway, right?"

The young man said seriously: "I don't understand, but most of them remember it."

The young Taoist asked tentatively: "So when you heard the knock on the door in the room, you knew that it was the fortune-teller who set up the stall?"

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes."

The young Taoist asked curiously, "Do you have a good memory? How good?"

The young man glanced at the dying girl in black, and the young Taoist explained with a smile, "She is now in a rather mysterious and mysterious state, and she cannot move her body at will, so it is best to wait for a while."

Chen Pingan was skeptical, "It's easier for me to remember things when I see them than when I listen to others."

The young Taoist asked, "An analogy?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "For example, Master Yao, the kiln head of our dragon kiln, his 'jump-knife' technique is the most powerful among all the masters in the town. Actually, I can remember all the details after just one look. ,but……"

The young Taoist took over the topic with a smile, "But your hands and feet can't keep up, right?"

Chen Ping'an's eyes lit up and nodded vigorously.

The young Taoist smiled knowingly, "Then, have you ever thought about the real power of Old Man Yao's unique skills?"

Chen Ping's face was gloomy, "I couldn't figure it out before, but later Liu Xianyang told me that old man Yao said that if you want to be the best at jumping knife skills, you must be steady in your heart, not just in your hands. I heard After these words, I understood a little bit. I was too anxious before, the more impatient, the more messy my hands are, the more messy my hands are, the more likely I will make mistakes. Once I make a mistake, I can see it clearly and know what I am not doing like old man Yao. I'm more impatient, so I've always been the worst at drawing blanks at the Dragon Kiln."

The young Taoist said indifferently: "There is an old saying that the master leads you into the door to cultivate yourself, but someone who is a master has no intention of leading you into the door at all. How can you cultivate?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I'm clumsy, let alone Liu Xianyang, I'm an ordinary apprentice, and I can't compare. It's not surprising that old man Yao doesn't look down on me."

The young Taoist suddenly smiled and said, "Chen Ping'an, do you know how difficult the word 'stable mind' is? It's hard to understand. You shouldn't belittle yourself."

Chen Ping'an still shook his head and said: "It's like catching fish in a small stream. I stand in the water below my knees and bend over to catch a fish. It's a catch. Some people are good at water, and they go into a big deep pit with a fierce stab. Go down, hold your breath for a long time and catch a fish, that is also a catch, also catch a fish, Taoist priest, but the two are different, right?"

The young Taoist laughed, noncommittal, and suddenly said, "We can save people."

Chen Ping'an was stunned in place, and the young Taoist was also stunned, "What are you in a daze, carry that girl to the bed in the room!"

Chen Ping'an remained motionless, "Then what?"

The Taoist said as a matter of course: "Of course, we should help the girl change into clean clothes first, and then go to the pharmacy to grab a few medicinal herbs for nourishing qi and nourishing vitality.

, it is necessary for Pindao to go out of the mountain in person and show his skills. "

Chen Ping'an asked with a dark face: "After the girl wakes up, will I be beaten to death by her?"

The young Taoist said decisively: "No! You are her savior, how can there be such an ungrateful person in the world?!"

Chen Pingan remained silent.

The Taoist coughed and his momentum plummeted, "Probably not?"

Chen Ping'an sighed and asked tentatively, "There is a girl named Zhigui next door, let her do these things?"

The young Taoist said helplessly: "No, the crux of the problem is here."

Chen Pingan didn't insist either, squatting on the ground, scratching his head with both hands.

The young Taoist suddenly asked: "Do you have anything to ask? If you ask, the poor Taoist may not be able to answer all the questions, but try to pick some that can be answered, how about it?"

Chen Ping'an sighed, got up and said, "Save the people first."

The young Taoist smiled brightly, "Good!"

He quietly flicked his sleeves, and tightly suppressed a flying sword that was about to move in its sheath.

Chen Ping'an carried the girl and walked into the house, and placed her gently on the wooden bed with a quilt. The wooden bed that Liu Xianyang had slumped on before had just been repaired, and a bench was placed under the bed.

The young Taoist followed behind and stepped over the threshold, looking around, the family was surrounded by people, but that was it.

The young Taoist patted his head and went out to get a pen and paper, preparing to make a prescription for the young man to grab the medicine.

After returning to the house, the young Taoist shook his head, deliberately not looking at the wooden bed, thinking to himself that this poor boy was going to run away without food.

It turned out that the boy sitting on the edge of the bed had already taken off the hood of the girl in black, revealing a pale face covered in blood.

The so-called bleeding from the seven orifices probably refers to the picture under the boy's eyelids.

The young man got up quickly, first took a stool from the table and put it by the bed, and then quickly ran to a corner of the wall, where a small wooden frame was built, and the pots and pans were neatly placed. A small water tank with wooden boards to block mosquitoes and flies. The water tank is filled with well water from the iron lock well in Xinghua Lane. The teenager took a wooden basin and a gourd scoop, squatted beside the water tank, and spooned out a spoon from the clay pot. Quickly poured the clean water into the wooden basin, then put a clean cotton cloth on the edge of the basin, brought it to the bedside and placed it on the stool, and began to wipe the blood of the girl who took off the hood.

The young Taoist turned his head and raised a piece of paper in his hand, "There is a small medicine shop on Fulu Street, you can use this recipe to get the medicine."

The boy wondered, "Didn't the Taoist say that before?"

The young Taoist looked confused and blinked: "Yes, the poor Taoist said that you should be careful when taking medicine, and don't be too high-profile, so as not to make the city full of storms and ruin the girl's reputation."

Chen Ping'an snorted, and while washing the cotton cloth, he asked, "Does the Taoist have any money for the medicine?"

The young Taoist suddenly became nervous, "Aren't you?"

Chen Ping'an put the wooden basin on the table, and gently pressed a golden copper coin that he had taken out from nowhere on the table, "Master, I will exchange it with you for ordinary copper coins. As for how to exchange it, Dao said You have the final say."

The young Taoist thought for a moment, "This copper coin on the table is enough to buy the things on the prescription. The poor Taoist will go and get the money for you."

Soon the Taoist took back a bag of ordinary copper coins and a few pieces of silver, all of which were handed over to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an urged: "I'll pour this pot of water back. The Taoist priest doesn't need to help. Song Jixin, who lives next door, prefers new things. It's not good for him to see it."

The young Taoist said solemnly, "Chen Pingan, don't you have any questions you want to ask?"

Chen Ping'an stood on the spot and roughly weighed the copper coins and broken silver. After knowing what he knew, he carefully put it away, and his eyes signaled to go out to speak. After the two walked out of the threshold, the straw-shoe boy raised his head and said slowly: "I know that neither of you are not. Ordinary people, old man Yao said very early when he was drunk, that our town is unusual, everything is strange, everyone is strange, but where is strange, old man Yao can't say anything, and of course I don't understand. This time Gu Can said that Mr. Storyteller, an ordinary big white bowl, can pour out a large jug of water. Although Gu Can is annoying, I know he is not lying about this. It's like... "

The teenager paused for a moment and continued: "It's like a very tall woman today, in the alley outside the door, she flicked my forehead once with her finger, patted my heart with her palm, and finally she said that I would soon I'm dying, I know what she said, it's true."

The young Daoist had a heavy expression on his face.

Chen Pingan finally said: "The Taoist priest said that after burning the talisman paper you wrote, it can bring good luck to my parents. I actually believe the Taoist priest. So the Taoist priest came to the door and said let me save people, I didn't say anything just now, but I hope the Taoist priest will promise me one thing. If I do, the Taoist priest will have no problem with what he wants me to do next. If the Taoist priest doesn't agree, I will get the prescription this time and help the Taoist priest. After the decoction is finished, I will chase people away."

The Taoist asked: "What are the conditions, you can talk about it."

The young man, who always gave the impression of being stable and sophisticated, was actually a little uneasy, and replied: "My parents died early, when I was very young, I don't know why, I remember a lot of things when I was a child, it's the appearance of my parents, always. It's vague, and I can't remember it clearly. Later, I ate for a period of time and depended on my neighbors to survive. I once heard someone say that I was born on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month. Their tone, it shouldn't be such a lucky day, someone next door said it more directly and frankly..."

The teenager kept going around the corners, stopped, and finally went straight to the topic, lowered his head, and said in a dull tone, "After helping the Taoist priest to save people, if, I mean if, if I die suddenly one day, can the Taoist priest help me? Reincarnated in the next life, and reincarnated as the child of my parents?"

The young Taoist remained silent.

Chen Ping'an grinned and scratched his head, "If it doesn't work, forget it. Indeed, there is no such thing in the world. I wonder if it's too long."

The Taoist smiled bitterly: "What about that girl?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned around, turned his back to the Taoist, raised his fist and waved, making a joke for the first time in history: "She is so handsome, if you don't save it, it's a fool!"

The young Taoist looked at the boy in straw sandals who pretended to be relaxed and pushed the door away.

The boy walking in the mud bottle alley, as if remembering someone, burst into tears all of a sudden.