Sword comes

Fu Nanhua, the young city master of the Old Dragon City, was sitting opposite the boy surnamed Song at this time, carefully holding the small pot with the bottom of the mandrill with both hands, and was carefully examining the nicks of the bottom, as if admiring the graceful body of a beautiful woman. Never tired of watching, scrutinizing, rubbing, breathing, Fu Nanhua has been tossing and turning for half an hour, and he can't put it down.There are always some people or things that make people fall in love at first sight and feel happy.For the discerning Fu Nanhua, this heart-raising pot is exactly like this.Although there is only a thin line between picking up a leak and punching a hole, Fu Nanhua firmly believes that he is the former this time, and the leak is not small.The old dragon city where he is located ranks among the top among the many sects in the south of East Treasure Pingzhou, so Fu Nanhua is a child of the immortal family who has really seen great wealth, which is also the reason why Cai Jinjian showed weakness before.

Song Jixin yawned, huddled in the chair, changed to a more comfortable position, and asked lazily, "Brother Fu, since the authenticity of the thing has been confirmed, shouldn't we talk about the price?"

Fu Nanhua, who is rarely called a brother, suppressed the slight discomfort in his heart, put down the mandrill pot reluctantly, and said with a smile, "Brother Song must know how sincere you are, otherwise I will never be open and honest, and I will say it directly when I meet you. The true value of this pot will not be so diligent, and it will be straightforward to show that I am determined to obtain this pot, in order to prevent the two parties from sitting on the ground to pay back the money, wasting time, and hurting the brotherhood. Brother Song, I am Fu. Nanhua has regarded you as a confidant on the road of future cultivation, and now he can do business with confidence, whether we can depend on fortune and misfortune in the future, or even entrust our life and death, it depends on our first step today, whether we take it steadily or not."

Song Jixin stretched out a finger, tapped the sincere-looking Young Master Gao Guan, and said with a smile: "Brother Fu, I'm so vulgar and stinky, of course, my friends will recognize it. When I came down to talk about business, if someone told me about brotherhood, I would inevitably ask myself in my heart, will such a person, when he needs him to talk about brotherhood in the future, he actually makes a small calculation in his mind to do business? "

Fu Nanhua's face turned cold, he leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and tapped lightly on the table with one finger, his movements were gentle and silent.

Song Jixin seemed to be unaware of the change in Fu Nanhua's attitude, "Calling you Brother Fu, and showing you this pot is my sincerity. Since everyone wants to make a deal, let's do it neatly. Click, Brother Fu, you give the price, I nod or shake my head, I will give you two chances to bid, after two times, it means that there is no such shop in this village, let you promise me gold mountains and silver seas, sorry Brother, I don't sell it anymore."

"The previous jade pendant was considered as a gift to me, called 'Lao Long Buyu'. It is not a powerful fairy magic weapon, but it can escape the heat, clear the mind and avoid filth, especially for meditation, sitting and forgetting. If there is one The secret formulas of the Shang Zong of the door and Taoist schools can be used as a supplement, and the results can be multiplied with half the effort.”

Fu Nanhua smiled sincerely, without the slightest arrogance on his face, he put an embroidered bag on the table, pushed it towards Song Jixin with the palm of his hand, and said solemnly: "My bag of copper coins is called offering money. It is one of the many incense coins in the world. It is usually enshrined on the statues of Chenghuang Temple or Wenchang Pavilion. It is possible to put it in the mouth, hide it in the stomach, or hold it on the palm of the hand, and each has its own attention and function. But these It's not the most important thing. The real key is that these coins look like gold, but they are 'golden essence' which is far more valuable than gold. The immortals once said that 'the water is clear or plentiful, but the gold essence cannot be discussed'. That is to say. This bag of gold essence can be used as money to buy a pot. It’s hard to say that it’s more than enough. After all, it’s a fair price. ."

After saying these "words from the heart", Fu Nan Huajing waited for a reply.

Song Jixin was silent for a moment, blinked, and asked, "It's over?"

Fu Nanhua smiled bitterly and said, "It's over."

The young man suddenly turned his face and slapped the table with a slap, "Fu, fuck your uncle! What a foolish three-year-old boy?! Before you enter the town, there will be three bags of copper coins, except for one bag of road money, and then Every time you get a treasure, no matter how big or small, you should give out a bag. A bag of copper coins can range from [-] coins to as little as [-] coins, but do you have [-] coins in this shriveled coin bag?! You don't even talk about integrity in buying and selling, and you dare to change the chance from the young master?"

Fu Nanhua increased his strength with his fingers, tapped the table again and again from slow to fast.

Song Jixin's heart trembled, and he had difficulty breathing for no apparent reason. His face was flushed, and his eyes were bleeding. The young man quickly stretched out a hand and pressed it against his heart. His heartbeat was beating like a drum. Broken chest.

Fu Nanhua gradually slowed down the speed of tapping his fingers, and the young man's complexion improved. Fu Nanhua asked with a smile: "Since the price was not agreed for the first time, I will make another price. 24 gold essence offering money, yours Mandrill Pot, are you selling it or not?"

The sweaty Song Jixin hesitated. Seeing that the other party was making a move, the young man was about to say something to ease the situation. The old Dragon City Young City Lord, who was accustomed to being praised by the stars, had already accelerated his beating again, like a sudden attack. summer showers.

Song Jixin put his hands on his chest, his handsome face was already distorted, and there was a hint of a wicked smile in his hideousness.

Fu Nanhua almost couldn't help knocking this wolf cub to death, but at the last moment, the temptation to ascend to the sky and prove the Tao's longevity still overwhelmed his personal likes and dislikes, so he stopped his finger movements, Let go of the young man.

Song Jixin gasped for breath, his eyes were hot, and he smiled hoarsely.

Fu Nanhua was puzzled by this, there seemed to be no hatred in the eyes of the young man, but Fu Nanhua didn't think it was a scary thing. On the way to practice, there were many strange things, many of them were weird people, but he just asked in doubt: " what are you laughing at?"

Song Jixin's breathing became more and more steady, he slumped on the back of the chair, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with shining eyes: "I think that in the near future, I can also have the ability to kill people with your fingertips, and I am extremely happy. "

Fu Nanhua laughed it off, worthy of being a comrade who made him sympathize with each other.

This kind of person is best to deal with, as long as you are in a better position than him, it may be the worst to deal with, once he climbs to the top of his head.

However, the young city lord of the old dragon city did not think that after he successfully intercepted the opportunity here, he would not be able to compare to a teenager who was never brought out of the town until he was nine years old.

Song Jixin glanced at the small pot on the table, half a bag of copper coins, raised his head, and said, "Fu Nanhua, I have two conditions, as long as you agree, I will sell you a mandrill pot, and then take it out. An old object that doesn't lose to it."

Fu Nanhua suppressed the joy in his heart and tried his best to say in a calm tone, "Tell me about it."

Song Jixin didn't even go around in circles, and he kept saying, "First, I want you to give me three bags of gold coins, not two!"

Fu Nanhua said without hesitation, "Yes!"

Song Jixin stared at the other party's eyes.

Fu Nanhua smiled and said, "Believe it or not. At the same time, before I go out today, you must take out that thing worth two bags of gold essence and let me see it in person."

Song Jixin also nodded and said, "Of course!"

Fu Nanhua asked, "Then what is the second condition?"

Song Jixin said slowly: "Kill someone for me."

Fu Nanhua shook his head and said, "Since you even know how many copper coins are in a bag, you should also know that we 'outlanders' are not allowed to kill people at will, otherwise they will be immediately expelled from the town, and even some It may be stripped of a part of the root bone, and the saint will use the immortal family method to strip off the relevant opportunities, which is terrible, and even affects the family to lose all opportunities here."

The corners of Song Jixin's mouth curled up, "Don't rush to refuse, you can wait and see what happens, how about it?"

Fu Nanhua smiled and asked, "I'm curious, who do you want to kill?"

Song Jixin said half-truth, "I'm thinking about it too."

Fu Nanhua picked up the small pot again, felt the delicate texture of the pot body, and said casually, "Then I will wait and see."

Across the table, the young man rubbed his neck subconsciously, his expression extremely poor.

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Before, Zhigui sent Cai Jinjian to the gate of the Gu Family Courtyard. At that time, Song Jixin's maid went shopping on her own. After Cai Jinjian opened the door and entered, if struck by lightning, she stood there and dared not move, and looked at the man sitting on the bench. The old man on the top asked in a trembling voice, "Is the senior really cultivating at Shujian Lake, the True Monarch Jiejiang?"

The old man asked, "How did you recognize the old man?"

Cai Jinjian respectfully said: "Junior Yunxia Mountain Cai Jinjian, followed my father to Shujian Lake ten years ago to watch the wonders of the old Tuotuo stele emerging from the water. I was fortunate to see the senior's style from a distance, and I still remember it fresh and unforgettable to this day."

The old man nodded and said, "I see."

Cai Jinjian felt a little heavy, "True Monarch, this junior wants to..."

"Mr. Storyteller", known as "Jianjiang Zhenjun", glanced at her and said indifferently: "For the sake of Songxia's ancestors, this old man will not care about your uninvited coming, and will not be an example. When you leave the yard, remember close the door."

Cai Jinjian was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Junior retire first."

She really just left, and didn't forget to close the door obediently, with gentle movements and watertightness.

Inside the courtyard, the woman looked towards the courtyard gate and asked worriedly: "Xianchang, she doesn't seem to be willing to give up, is there any trouble?"

The old man with the title of "True Monarch" sneered: "When you enter the town, you may be in trouble, so why don't you take the chance?"

The woman was speechless.

The old man smiled, "Let me ask you, Mrs. Gu, if you have a choice, would you like Gu Can to go to Yunxia Mountain for cultivation, or follow me to Shujian Lake?"

"Don't be in a hurry to answer."

The old man waved his hand to tell the woman not to rush to make a statement, and said slowly: "Yunxia Mountain is the second-ranked bottom mountain gate in Dongbaopingzhou, but if you think this Yunxia Mountain is not worth it

It is a big mistake to mention it. The Yungen Stone produced by Yunxia Mountain is a real treasure of heaven and earth. Not to mention Dongbao Pingzhou, it is the only one in the whole world. Therefore, Yunxia Mountain has a detached status. Everyone They are all willing to respect him three points, especially the sect Taoist temple of the Danding sect of Taoism, which has a deep relationship with Yunxia Mountain for thousands of years.And the old man is just one of the monks in Shujian Lake, who only occupies an island in the middle of the lake, with only a handful of disciples and less than a hundred servants. "

The woman Gu Shi smiled sweetly, and her milf was still charming, "The difference between me and the Yunxia Mountain woman is the difference between her and you, Xianchang, how could I let Gu Can leave the cave and stay in the blessed land and follow him. That woman went to the fields to scrape food?"

The old man smiled cheerfully, suddenly remembered something, and said solemnly, "What about the young man's life experience? Mrs. Gu, please elaborate, just in case."

The woman was stunned, stroked her temple hair, and then said softly: "The poor child's name is Chen Ping'an, his parents both grew up in the town, and his mother has a good relationship with me, and she looks average. She has a really good temper. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her blushing with anyone. Her masculine appearance doesn’t make it to the stage. She really doesn’t deserve her. However, she is good at firing porcelain. In 20 years, he will be able to be the kiln head of the Dalong Kiln. As for how he died, it is said that he was afraid that the kiln fire would be cut off on that rainy night, and he hurried on his way. Burning charcoal with firewood, coveting petty gains, broke into the hills banned by the imperial court, and was carried into the deep mountains and old forests by wild animals. In short, the body was never found. That man, with a dull gourd temper who can't beat a fart with a stick, is good to his children , Every time I go back to the town, I have to bring some small gifts, small drums, sugar Buddha, old broken porcelain, generally speaking, the family of three, before the death of the man, was relatively stable."

"After Chen Ping'an's father died, his mother probably suffered from a heart disease, and her spirits soon became unbearable. Her body, which was not strong, collapsed when it was said to collapse. Within a year, she fell ill. She was so skinny that we could see that our old neighbors were panicking when we saw it, and we couldn't recognize the handsome woman who was so handsome. At that time, it was Chen Ping'an's child who took care of her, such an older child, buying medicine. Cooking medicine, cooking rice, cooking, everything, the child was too short at the time, and had to step on the bench to cook. Also, in order to save money to buy medicine for her mother, some easy-to-see medicinal materials were searched all over the mountains and fields. , if there are more, they will be sold to drugstores.”

"I guess he ate the wrong herb once, and when he returned to Mud Bottle Alley with a backpack on his back, the child suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and rolling on the floor. We were so frightened that we thought that this family of three was just like that. Nope. At that time, my mother-in-law was still alive, and she said it would be better if the whole family left, so that no one would be left to suffer and leave, and the whole family could be reunited in the underworld. Later, the child did not know why, but he was fine by himself. He has survived the illness, but his mother still couldn't survive that winter. Oh, by the way, Immortal Master, Chen Pingan's child was born on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month. It is the most unlucky day of the year, it is easy to attract dirty things, and it will also affect the family.

So after the child's parents left, there was no copper coin to be found at home, and even those small items sent by his father almost all went to other places in the town to find those same age people for food..."

When the woman said this, the old man finally spoke, "May the fifth day? It's interesting, let me do the math."

Five-finger pinch tactic, sleeves have heaven and earth.

Seeing the woman in a daze, the old man smiled and said, "Just keep talking."

The woman sighed, "Due to the neighbor's affection for so many years, those of us who live in the mud bottle alley, although we don't dare to bring Chen Ping'an to our house, but we help him from time to time and send a few bowls of food there. , this little thing can still be done. Human hearts are full of flesh, to be honest, if it wasn't for the child's birthday, it would be really frightening, otherwise no one would care about this sensible child. Of course, there is a saying First, there are also unkind people in the neighborhood. Some guys who can't see the goodness of others like to deliberately abuse the child, so that he finally had to become a kiln apprentice. You must know that before his mother died, but the child promised her, In the future, even if you are a beggar, you are absolutely not allowed to go to the Longyao to work. It is definitely not an ordinary thing for a filial and obedient child to make him break his oath."

The old man asked, "The boy's parents, do you know the names and birthdates of the two?"

The woman only said she knew the name, and no one knew the birth date.The old man said it was okay, and after a while, he sneered, "Tiny tricks, ghost tricks!"

The woman was bewildered.

The old man explained: "The man died unintentionally. Most of the time, he learned the secrets of the town by accident. Unfortunately, his luck is not as good as yours, and Zu Yin is even worse than yours. In the end, for the safety of his son, the man secretly smashed that one. This is the life of the porcelain bottle, so naturally, a certain sect outside the town is lost. This is a huge investment. If a small kiln worker can afford to pay, he has to pay for it with his life. If one life is not enough, he will In addition to his wife's, it is ridiculous to say that it is probably the death of the kiln worker. It is too easy for some people, and they are too lazy to spend extra energy. Therefore, the concealment technique used to hide the sky and cross the sea is so simple. It's too inappropriate."

The woman's face darkened.

The old man saw through the woman's mind at a glance, and asked with a smile, "Why, have you regretted it?"

The woman smiled miserably, "I feel guilty, after all, it's the child I've watched grow up, there must be, but if you want to go back on it, there's absolutely no!"

The old man nodded and said, "I see."

The woman said to herself, "If it were Chen Ping'an's mother, in my current position, I believe she would do the same."

The old man shook his head and said, "Not necessarily."

The woman said loudly for no reason: "She definitely will!"

The old man was not angry with her for being rude, but only sighed: "Pity the hearts of parents in the world."

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The straw-shoe boy sat on the threshold, "Miss Ning, can I ask you something?"

The black-clothed girl leaned back against the wall, sitting cross-legged, with the green sheath knife lying in front of her knees, "Of course. But if it involves confidentiality and privacy, I will not answer."

Chen Pingan asked, "How long do you usually stay here before you leave?"

The girl frowned, "Not necessarily, some people are lucky, they may go back and forth the same day, some people are unlucky, and they will be here for the rest of their lives. If you have to make an inference, that's fine, but it may not be accurate, you yourself It's easy to do. For example, we have a group of eight people, two of which belong to the big dog family. The people are stupid and have a lot of money. They don't seem to be able to come and go in a hurry. They should stay in the town for a few days. That young man who wears a high crown and hangs a jade pendant, I guess it will be relatively smooth, there is a stupid big guy who is dedicated to dealing with that well, whether he can succeed or not depends on whether God will reward him with this bowl of rice."

Chen Ping'an asked, "Is there anyone else?"

"Who?"

"It's the tall, young woman."

"you like her?"

Chen Ping'an at the door smiled and didn't take it seriously at all.

The girl in black probably also felt that she told a funny joke, and her expression became serious, "I actually heard you chatting with Daochang Lu. You have a grudge with her, so you want... revenge?"

She sighed, "I advise you, people like you halfway up the mountain, in the eyes of those on the top of the mountain, are actually no different from those at the bottom of the mountain, not only are they looking higher than the top, but they are indeed qualified to look down. You, after arriving in this 'Land of Dharma Apocalypse', let alone the woman from Yunxia Mountain, she is the child in the red robe. He punched you in the chest and made you vomit a large bowl of blood. Punching him, I dare not say scratching, but at most it will make him feel stuffy for a while, and it will definitely not hurt his internal organs. As for the reason, it is difficult to tell clearly, mainly because I am not good at talking about this. "

Chen Ping'an turned his back to the house, looked at the door, and said, "I want to know why she wanted to kill me. We only met for the first time."

The girl pondered for a long time before she opened her mouth and said, "She may not be the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. How can I say that, on the road of cultivation, I traveled through mountains and rivers, wide and narrow, Yangguan Road, and a single-plank bridge. I walked too fast, and I accidentally stepped on it to death. It's possible to kill ants, catch a few fish from the river when you're hungry, have a little success in Taoism, spread it out at will, and accidentally kill a bird, a bird, a snake or a mouse. I'm not very good, you understand what I mean Bar?"

Chen Ping'an hummed, and said, "I understand roughly."

Then the boy was a little dull and looked at the gate of the courtyard again.

In fact, he didn't understand at all, and he didn't understand why those people could be so indifferent to other people's lives.

After a long time, Chen Ping'an turned his head and smiled: "If the girl doesn't dislike it, she can live here. Whatever you need, just say."

"how about you?"

"I know someone who will live with him in the past two days. Don't worry, his name is Liu Xianyang, and he's my...friend. Good friend!"

The girl looked at the thin back on the threshold and smiled, "Thank you!"

The teenager grinned, scratched his head, and said nothing polite.After hesitating for a moment, he finally summoned up his courage and turned his head again: "Miss Ning, if one day I can't come back, you will hand over my bag of golden copper coins to Liu Xianyang, and let him take care of this house for me in the future. You don't need to clean it, just repair it occasionally, add some new tiles to prevent it from leaking, and don't let the walls collapse and the courtyard gate should not be too broken. If you can put on the door gods and spring couplets on the [-]th of the new year It's the best! If you think this is too troublesome, it's okay not to do it."

When the girl saw Chen Ping'an talking about the door god and the Spring Festival couplets, the boy's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

Obviously, this orphan in Mud Bottle Alley hopes that during the Chinese New Year, there will be a door god on the door of the house and the word spring on the door lintel, which has been thinking about for many, many years.

How many years have passed since my parents died, I thought about how many years.

So when the young man, who had no worries and no worries, let out a breath of turbid air, patted his knees, and slowly stood up.

The flying sword in the sheath, which was placed on the table in the room, suddenly neighed.