Sword comes

When Chen Ping'an was about to run out of the yard, the girl in black suddenly shouted, "Wait, I have something to tell you."

Chen Ping'an pretended not to hear, and when he was about to open the courtyard door, the girl raised her voice, "Chen Ping'an!"

Chen Ping'an had to turn around and run back to the threshold. Her face was a bit more rosy than before, but her voice was still a little hoarse, and said: "First, after we outsiders came to the town, although as I told you before, our bodies are strong and strong. Better than ordinary people, but other than that, it's no different from you. Second, outsiders are not allowed to kill people here. Once violated, no matter the reason, they will be expelled, and they are destined to gain nothing. Third, you must also think clearly that when we are outsiders, in a critical moment, even if we fight with nothing, we will definitely take action. After all, it is the most fundamental thing to survive."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and asked, "Does it mean that you must do things quickly?"

The black-clothed girl grinned, her radiant face and dazzling eyes seemed to light up the whole room, she patted the green scabbard on her knees, nodded and said, "Yes! You have to shoot quickly, Faster, even the fastest! For example, I have a sword and a sword, so I will be the fastest person in the world whether I draw a sword or draw a sword!"

She paused, and suddenly changed from an impassioned distant heroine to a girl next door who wanted to show off. She squinted and asked with a smile, "Hey, do you know how many there are in this world?"

Chen Pingan looked at a loss.

The girl also seemed to see that the boy was not interested, so she was immediately dull, waving her hand to chase away: "It's better to buy the jar back, I'm waiting for the medicine."

This time, Chen Ping'an's pace of leaving the yard was slower and more stable.

Not long after he left Mud Bottle Alley, the unlocked courtyard door was gently pushed open, and the girl in black opened her eyes. She breathed in a strange way just now and looked towards the door. Like an enemy.

The flying sword in the snow-white scabbard on the table was suddenly silent, but there was a chilling air invisibly, as if the current cold spring could freeze the bones and kill people.

The maid, Zhigui, walked leisurely to the door, just like a normal neighbor who walks from door to door. She didn't step over the threshold, poked her head into the house, looked around, and turned a blind eye to the girl in black with the knife on her knee on the small bed.

Zhigui looked at it for a long time, and finally saw the big living person, and said innocently: "This sister, who are you? Why are you sitting on Chen Ping'an's bed, I have never heard that he has distant relatives."

Ning Yao glanced at the uninvited girl, then closed her eyes and didn't care.

Seeing her pretending to be deaf and dumb, Zhigui wasn't angry, just shook his head slightly, pouted, and looked disgusted.

She glanced at the long sword with the snow-white scabbard on the table. In the depths of her eyes, deep hatred and fear were hidden, and there were faint golden threads running wildly in her pupils.The maid hesitated for a moment, but still raised one foot, ready to cross the threshold, suddenly retracted her foot, coughed, and pretended to say, "I'm in. If you don't speak, you don't object, right? Yes, this is what it is. Chen Pingan's house, I've known him for many years... You don't understand what I said, right? It doesn't matter, we don't have much to talk about anyway, I just came here to see if there is anything missing, We are going to move out soon, and many things can be left to Chen Ping'an, don't you know, he has had a hard time these years."

Nagging and thinking, let her and Chen Ping'an look like childhood sweethearts.

After the maid Zhigui walked into the room, the weather was calm, she went straight to the small table and sat on the stool, the corner of her eye kept circling on the sword.

At the same time, the black-clothed girl also took out the three pieces of paper left by the young Taoist to Chen Ping'an, looked at it carefully, and tried to figure out a little way, but it was a pity that she read it over and over again, but she still couldn't do it, and said disappointedly: "These words are really without... taste."

She clearly remembered that on the long wall in her hometown, there were eighteen characters on and off, all of which were carved by someone with a sword.

When she was still a child, her greatest hobby was to stand in a certain stroke of those large characters and look up.

Therefore, for the small town's four-character plaque "Fighting Bull", the girl really does not look down on it.

The maid Zhigui turned around, quietly straightened her slender waist, and put her hands on her knees, trying to make herself more like a lady, facing the black-clothed girl, smiling softly and saying, "Oh, girl. You were too careless."

Ning Yao couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

Zhigui groaned and touched his chest, pretending to be surprised, "Girl, you can speak our dialect."

Ning Yao asked again, "Are you okay?"

Zhigui pointed at the long sword on the table, "Yours?"

Ning Yao frowned and said nothing.

The girl in black didn't speak, and Zhigui didn't care. She stood up and walked to the corner of the wall, looking at the bottles and jars on the wooden shelf, those worthless belongings, the maid looked carefully.

When he was an apprentice as a kiln worker, Chen Ping'an walked barefoot through all the mountains and rivers around the town. He went to the mountains to dig soil, chop wood, and ran up and down the mountain very quickly.As long as others are willing to teach him something, no matter if it is simple or obscure and difficult to learn, Chen Ping'an will spend [-] minutes to do it.Just like old man Yao taught him the skill of burning porcelain, he was always digging, never willing to come up with the real skills of pressing the bottom of the box, but as long as old man Yao said and did it, Chen Ping'an would do it very seriously.Later, Liu Xianyang taught him to make wooden bows, fishing rods, etc., and Chen Ping'an also learned meticulously.Next door, Song Jixin has always been mean, saying that Chen Ping'an's habit, according to the book, is called obeying the destiny, but unfortunately, Chen Ping'an has no good luck at all. In this case, it is better to eat and wait for death The jar was broken.

Zhigui waved his hand and said with a bright smile: "Let's go, let's go, girl, you are recovering well. If you need to, call me. My name is Zhigui, and I live in the next yard."

Ning Yao was expressionless.

The maid left the house, walked to the yard, and muttered in a voice that the black-clothed girl in the house could just hear, "It doesn't look good either."

Ning Yao also said softly, intentionally or unintentionally, "This name is really tacky."

When Zhigui closed the courtyard door, there was some force, and there was a loud bang.

Ning Yao closed again and rested.

Ning Yao's heart was not disturbed by the visit of the strange girl.

But she really doesn't like this town, especially the cultivators who come here to seek opportunities, intrigue, fly and gougou, saying that she is a master of immortals, just because she is standing on the mountain, not how tall she is.

In the mind of the young girl Ning Yao, the avenue should not be so small.

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After the straw-shoe boy walked out of the Mud Bottle Alley, the sunlight was a little dazzling, he stretched out his right hand to cover his forehead, and let out a light breath.

Then he started jogging with brisk steps. Even though he had crossed the streets and alleys many times, he was still not tired. After all, for a teenager who was used to going up and down the mountains, this distance was really not worth mentioning. It was really worth mentioning. The hard thing is to go up the mountain to burn charcoal. A dragon kiln needs to use [-] to [-] catties of charcoal every year. Especially in heavy rainy days, living on the mountain to chop wood and burn charcoal is really a kind of suffering. Inside the charcoal kiln that collapsed during construction.Most of the things the teenager has done over the years are physical work and some skills are also taught, but after getting started, it is purely based on strength to eat, so the appearance of the teenager is thin and weak, it is just an illusion of sturdy.

Chen Ping'an stopped at an intersection, leaned his back against the wall, squatted down, always clenched his fist with one hand, and fastened his straw sandals with the other.

At this moment, the young man's heart was like water.

Just a little bit missing the only friend in town.

That guy once showed off to Chen Ping'an mysteriously, saying that his grandfather told a story. When his grandfather was a child, he saw someone standing by the stream, and just trotting a few steps, he jumped over the entire stream in one step.Later, Liu Xianyang and Chen Ping'an went to try on their own and picked the narrowest section of the stream. They both stepped back for a run and took off at the same time. As a result, Liu Xianyang, who was a few years older than Chen Ping'an, jumped and fell into the water with exhaustion. I found a dark shadow on top of my head, swish it, continue to move forward, and finally landed far away.

After that, Liu Xianyang never mentioned any immortals who crossed the stream one step at a time.

After that, Liu Xianyang knew that Chen Ping'an would often go to the stream by himself, running, taking off, flying, leaping, and falling.

The young man was getting closer to the other side every time, never tired of it.

Once, when Liu Xianyang saw the shocking scene, he couldn't help but look at it from a distance. He felt that the dark boy at that time was different from the idiot he remembered.

When the boy leaps over the stream, he is like a snake eagle that often hovers in the sky of the town.