Sword comes

In the eyes of Zhigui who was separated by a courtyard wall, Chen Pingan was sitting on a small bench, staggering, as if dozing off.

But in the perception of the sword cultivator Cao Jun, Chen Ping'an's spirit was violently shaken, the river was surging, and a flat boat was in danger of capsizing at any time.

The fiery red fox stood on Cao Jun's shoulder and joked: "Although the origin of that sword embryo is unknown, it can be confirmed that it is of such a high rank that even I would be envious. You just suffered a small loss and gave up. It's not like Your Cao Jun's style of acting."

Cao Jun threw melon seed husks into the yard next door, shook his head and said, "No more, Lao Cao is right. It is better to be quiet and not to move in the near future. People are dead and their eggs are in the sky. Life is gone. It's all useless."

The fiery red fox bewitched people and said: "There are only three things, there is still one chance, give it a go, a horse has no weeds and is not fat, and a man is not rich without windfall. Since you, Cao Jun, fell a big somersault in the early years, someone gave you your heart. It turned into a puddle of mud, causing your cultivation to stagnate, if you don't take a slant now, how can you make a big deal?"

Cao Jun kept silent, just lowered his head to eat melon seeds, his eyes dim.

Cao Jun has enjoyed a great name since he was born. He was originally the embryo of a great sword fairy who meets once in a hundred years in Nanba Suozhou. Let the day go.It's just that after an accident happened, he was brutally beaten to death by a peak powerhouse, and the sword energy withered to seven or eight, reduced to a withered lotus.

Since then, Cao Jun has become the laughing stock of the entire Nan Po Suo Continent. The swordsman geniuses of the same generation that he left far behind in the past have now surpassed Cao Jun one by one.

The fiery red fox sighed, and patted Cao Jun's head with his paws, "Poor boy. The foundation of swordsmanship is broken, and the future is ruined. After so many years, I don't even have the heart to wrestle with God."

Cao Jun was slightly surprised, and turned his head to look at the young man's ancestral house, "This guy has a very good heart, I didn't even notice it before, and I found a convenient way for him."

Many things in the world are not scary to the well-informed mountain gods, but they are also interesting.

The fiery red fox was also a little startled, jumped onto Cao Jun's head, stretched his neck and watched intently, watching the young man wrestling with the sword embryo in his body, and said softly: "Well, it's similar to the Buddhist horse-holding post, The spirit boat that helped the young man acted as an anchor. The young man's body was dilapidated and mended, and it was not easy to get to this point. But it was not enough to subdue that piece of sword embryo. Cao Jun, you are being Before people were cheated, it was too smooth, and then it was too bumpy, maybe the boy's experience today will become a little inspiration for you on the way of cultivation."

Cao Jun no longer smiled to show others, but restrained all his smiles, his face became solemn,

Cultivation, the size of the talent, is like the bowl that the ancestors eat. Even if some people have a big bowl, if there is too little rice in it, they will still have a bleak situation of not being able to eat enough, and their achievements will naturally be limited.

On this long journey, from the majestic South Posuo Continent to the barbaric East Aquarius Continent, Cao Jun has benefited a lot along the way, and every bit of it is a benefit.

In the process of wrestling with the sword embryo, although the young man has a tough mind and an anchor to help calm his heart, so as not to let his soul drift with the tide, but the spirit of the sword embryo is too strong, aggressive, and rampant, it is a one-force drop. the number of brutal roads,

The fiery red foxes slapped each other's paws, gloating: "I'm going to lose, it's miserable, maybe I'll have to lie on the sickbed for ten days and half a month. The sword embryo has obviously just given birth to spirituality, and doesn't know how to use its inherent supernatural powers, otherwise The boy can't support this time."

Although Cao Jun's cultivation level is not as good as that of the fox above his head, he is like a mountain away from each other. As a sword cultivator who was once expected to reach the top, he has his own unique vision, "Not necessarily."

The fiery red fox said in surprise: "Hey, there are three very deep castles in the young man's body. Could it be that he is a good swordsman? It should be excavated the day after tomorrow, but it is so natural and so big. No wonder it will let me Look away."

Chengfu is deep, and it is mostly a secular term, which describes someone foresight and foresight, with a slightly derogatory meaning.

But on the mountain, it is a great compliment, the orifice is like a city mansion, naturally the higher the bigger, the more spectacular it is.

The fiery red fox sighed softly, "Such an inconspicuous boy has eccentricities that cannot be underestimated, Cao Jun, you'd better listen to the old bastard, don't worry about it these days, this broken Lizhu Cave, even though it is a snail Doing a dojo inside the shell can hide dragons and crouching tigers, so you really shouldn't act too arrogantly."

Cao Jun nodded, "I want to be a man with my tail between my legs."

The fiery red fox stomped on Cao Jun's head angrily, "You little bastard, I remind you kindly, why are you still swearing?"

The young man's aura gradually stabilized, and for some reason, the sword embryo that had the upper hand suddenly retreated with gold, and wandered quietly in a majestic aura.

Cao Jun no longer peeped at the scene over there, and said with a narrow smile: "I heard that you have a younger sister named Qingying, who is one of the ancestors of the fox clan with you, and is expected to have a ninth tail. Lao Cao covets her beauty It's been so many years, is it really beautiful?"

The fiery red fox raised his tail, used it as a fan to lightly fan the breeze, bared his teeth and said, "You look pretty, you have a dead face, you haven't liked to smile since you were a child, and your eyes are higher than the top, you can tell you're an unlucky person just by looking at it." .With the eyes of the old bastard, even a sow, as long as it has a big butt, feels as beautiful as a fairy."

Cao Jun hesitated for a moment, then asked softly: "I heard that she has been wandering around that Xiongzhen Building for a hundred years. Could it be that she hopes to become that guy's concubine?"

The fiery red fox let go of its tail and laughed loudly, as if it heard the funniest joke in the world, "Master Bai will see her as one of the longest surviving kings of monsters in all the world. In every corner of the world, what kind of female who has never seen it will fall in love with such an ordinary little fox"

The Zhenhai Tower stands on the shore of the South China Sea in Pasuo Island, and the Cao family happens to be one of the gatekeepers, so Cao Jun knows many inside stories.

The fiery red fox said in a low voice, "Sages of the Three Religions, it's obviously because of the help of Master Bai that he treated us unfairly."

Cao Xi shouted violently in the room: "The stinky bitch is looking for death and still won't shut up."

The fiery red fox suddenly came to his senses, knowing that he had made a mistake, he looked up at the sky, folded his hands together, bowed and bowed, as if piously making amends, and did not hide, letting Cao Xi flick his body with a sword aura Give it a blast.

"Twenty words, be punished obediently"

Cao Xi unleashed twenty wisps of sharp sword energy one after another, and the fiery red fox didn't dodge even once. In the end, Cao Jun hugged the dying fox with both hands and walked back to the house.

Cao Xi was still angry, pointing at the fox in Cao Jun's arms and yelling: "If you want to die, jump into Ruan Qiong's sword stove, Ruan Qiong can still miss you a little bit, don't yell around here, you will hurt my Cao family and me!" You are buried together, the world is big, the three leaders don't care about it, so what about their disciples, don't talk about other things, just talk about the owner of the inverted mountain, what kind of temper is it, you don't know you prodigal bitch"

The fiery red fox tilted his head and passed out.

Cao Jun said softly: "It's almost enough. Without it, you, Cao Xi, would not be where you are today. You can be bad and evil, but you have to have a little conscience."

Cao Xi stopped suddenly, her eyes were gloomy, and she stared at this descendant without a smile.

Cao Xi looked disgusted, waved his sleeves and said: "Go and tell that brat named Cao Mao, tell him not to be as knowledgeable as Yuan Shi, with a vision the size of a grain of rice, and only focus on the gains and losses of a temple in Dali, a bunch of trash, what? If you don't die, you still have the face to see the ancestor, let him go away"

Cao Jun hugged the fox, turned and left with an indifferent expression.

Cao Xi stayed in the ancestral house alone and began to take a slow walk around the courtyard.

Once upon a time, there was a sick old man who was lying in a dimly lit room all year round, an unfilial alcoholic who was always suffering from headaches and the expenses of daily affairs, and there was a man who had no idea The woman, from dawn to dusk, has to do housework and work in the field. At 30 years old, she looks older than the other 40-year-old women in Niping Lane.

But at that time, there was a shabby young man with a naughty personality who was not afraid of the sky and the earth. He was laughing and joking every day, neither reading nor doing anything. Buy the biggest house on the other side of the street.As for whether grandpa and parents will still be alive even if there is a day to survive, the young man was so busy doing nothing and daydreaming that he didn't think of that at all.

The old man, who was no longer a teenager, took out the old rusty copper coin, held it high above his head, passed through the square copper coin hole, and then through the square roof patio.

Back then, there seemed to be such a conversation.

"Mother, I will let you sleep in the mountains of gold and silver when I become prosperous in the future."

"Ugh"

"Mom, I'm telling you the truth"

"Hurry up and put away the copper coins. If your father sees them, he will take them away again."

Cao Xi put away his thoughts, looked around, and said mockingly, "I've become a fairy, my popularity is gone."

Chen Pingan locked the door, left Niping Lane, and came to the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane. The boy in Tsing Yi sat on the threshold in a daze. When he saw Chen Pingan, he just called weakly Master. Chen Pingan stepped over the threshold, It was found that the girl in the pink skirt was standing on a bench with a solemn and serious expression. She was behind the counter, doing abacus on the ledgers spread out on the table. Her hands and fingers were like butterflies, which made people dazzled, crackling, crisp and melodious. A woman and girl from a small town, full of shock and admiration.

After seeing Chen Ping'an's figure, the simple-minded women and girls laughed and called him "Chen shopkeeper."

The girl in the pink skirt raised her head when she heard the sound, and said, "Master, I'm helping the shop settle the accounts, and it will be over soon."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, walked around to the counter, asked someone to bring a pen and paper, and began to write a gift list. Before leaving the town, he asked Ruan Xiu to help deliver gifts to many neighbors in the neighborhood. Chen Pingan was going to Longyao Before firing porcelain, he grew up eating hundreds of rice. For example, he often went to Gu Can's house to eat, and he often received some old clothes that other teenagers couldn't wear. For Chen Pingan, every meal, every day A piece of clothing is a great kindness to save lives. He told Ruan Xiu at that time that as long as he was alive, he would send them door to door every year. As far as small households are concerned, various objects ranging from seven or eight taels to twenty taels of silver are definitely not too small.

Ruan Xiu asked at the time, why not give a little more money in one breath, it would be more refreshing and make those people grateful.

Chen Pingan said that would not work. He grew up at the bottom of the market since he was a child. It's not that he doesn't understand the human heart and the morals of the world, but he just can't explain the truth in the book. , the most frustrating filial piety and kindness.So he carefully explained his little truth to Ruan Xiu. In the small town, the situation of every household is actually similar to that of a crop field. There are big and small years. , not short of money.Some families that were originally well-to-do may collapse suddenly due to sudden changes.Therefore, the things he prepared by Chen Pingan can be eaten and worn. If there is an urgent need for money, he can even convert those things into silver and give them to wealthy families. will cherish.

Whether it's the icing on the cake, or giving charcoal in the snow.

It's all good.

It's just that after Chen Ping'an learned to read, he realized why he did the right thing.

After Ruan Xiu heard this, she smiled very happily, saying that the uphill and downhill are different.

The number of people on the gift list this year is a little less than last time, and the kindness is divided into different degrees. Some of the friendships left by the parents are just acquaintances who nod, but they are not kind. Chen Pingan is not generous enough to give gifts every year, but Even if Chen Pingan couldn't talk about friendship with some elderly neighbors, he still chose to stay on the gift list.

Nobody's money just falls from the sky.It has nothing to do with how much money a person has in his pocket.

Chen Pingan thought that if he had the opportunity in the future, he would still build bridges and roads.

After the girl in the pink skirt finished reconciling the accounts, she began to ask about the business status of the shop. Chen Pingan didn't interfere with these things, and after thinking about it, he handed her the gift list so that she didn't have to rush to buy things.The girl in the pink skirt accepted the gift list solemnly, promising to give the master a proper care.Chen Pingan rubbed her little head, and sat down next to the little boy in Tsing Yi. The latter was worried, sighed, and kept repeating the words "Jiang Hu Dangerous".

A handsome young man named Cui Ci found the shop with his luggage on his back. He said that his husband couldn't leave at home, so he entrusted him to deliver the things, and asked Chen Pingan not to take it seriously, so that he could keep it after receiving it.The little boy in Tsing Yi didn't want to see this young man. He squinted at the old-fashioned Cui Ci, and suddenly stood up in anger, "Your husband and my master are friends of the same generation. You are a little book boy, show some respect. It's not that my master has received some great gift, why are you so arrogant?"

Cui Ci blushed.

Chen Pingan smoothed things over and said: "Cui Ci, tell your husband, I have accepted the things, and I will practice drawing symbols well."

Cui Ci nodded with a straight face, turned his head and snorted coldly at the boy in Tsing Yi, then turned and strode away.

Facing the young man's back, the boy in Tsing Yi punched and kicked him from a long distance away. Then he calmed down a little, sat back on the threshold, and said with a sad face, "Master, what's the matter with such a vicious dragon's pond and tiger's lair in this small town?" If it were me and Silly Girl who survived today, I’m afraid they would have been cramped and skinned long ago.”

Chen Pingan said with emotion: "I don't know."

The girl in the pink skirt came to the threshold and said with lingering fear: "Master, who is that young lady carrying the bucket? It's so scary. I don't think it's any worse than the master's students."

The little boy in Tsing Yi shook his head vigorously and said, "I won't go to Ni Ping Lane even if I'm beaten to death, I'll go to the tiger's mouth."

Chen Pingan changed the topic, "I named the pagoda tree sword and the other sword that Master Ruan is casting, called Quemo Subduing Demon, how about it?"

He lowered his voice, "That sword embryo, I think the first day of junior high school or the morning is more suitable."

The two little guys looked at each other.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It's okay for me to choose a name."

The corner of Tsing Yi's mouth twitched, then he squeezed out a smiling face and held out his thumb, "My master's skill in choosing names is very deep, unfathomable, back to basics, simple and elegant, more knowledgeable than scholars."

The girl in the pink skirt hesitated to speak, she touched her chest, thought for a while, and decided not to speak out of conscience, during the first month, you can't spoil the master's interest.

Chen Ping glanced at the girl in the pink skirt, and said doubtfully, "Isn't it particularly good, so there is always something to do?"

The girl in the pink skirt kept her mouth shut, her conscience was gone by not speaking, and if she said yes, she would not be able to get over the hurdle in her heart.

The little boy in Tsing Yi said indignantly: "Master, what's wrong, if you don't believe my vision, it means your vision is really bad."

Chen Pingan tentatively asked: "It's not a good name."

The little boy in Tsing Yi yelled, and finally couldn't help speaking out, stood up, put his hands on his hips, and said impassionedly: "My lord subdues demons, eliminates demons, which tricked Taoist priest doesn't say that I am still at noon in the morning, and the tenth day of the first day at night?" Five masters, these three are all bad street names. Not only is it lacking in momentum, but it is not novel at all. Look at the names of other people's swords. Master, your student's, Jin Sui, fits the image, but is not mediocre. Secular, as well as Cao Jun’s White Fish and Mo Chi, and look at yours, sir, from the morning of the first day of the first day of subduing demons and eliminating demons, if I were the sword spirit who had opened his eyes, I would spit out a mouthful of old blood.”

"Approved opinion."

Chen Ping thought carefully for a long time, "The name will not be changed"

The little boy in Tsing Yi patted his forehead, and said earnestly: "In the south of Aquarius Island, there is a famous fairy mansion. It was named the Invincible God Fist Gang by the founder of the mountain, and it has been laughed at for many years. Master, Your naming has the same effect. But fortunately, you don’t seem like a genius swordsman, and it is estimated that few people will hear the name of Saber in the future, so you should be happy, sir.”

Just as Chen Pingan was about to speak, his heart trembled, and he stood up quietly, "You guys stay in Qilong Lane, I will go to other places for a walk."

Chen Pingan came to the backyard of Yang's shop.

After Chen Pingan took his seat, old man Yang said slowly: "Let's talk about some small things first, the two little snakes and pythons behind your buttocks, let them leave the town and go to Luopo Mountain, and then Ruan Qiong will open the furnace to forge swords." , the momentum will be very large, and all the monsters and ghosts in Longquan County will probably suffer disaster, ranging from the sound of iron forging swords, to breaking up the centuries-old Taoism accumulated through hard work, or even being beaten back to their original forms, and they will simply be wiped out. Next, the Longquan County Government and the Huaihuang County Government will notify all the recorded monsters to either leave here temporarily, or take refuge in the Wenwu Temple and the mountains, because these places contain wind and water and are full of aura. It can help block the aftermath of Ruan Qiong's sword casting. Those two little things in your family, don't just rely on having a peace card, and really think that everything will be safe."

Chen Ping's face was heavy, "Okay, I'll notify the two of them when I get back."

Old man Yang was smoking a dry cigarette, and seemed to be planning to speak.

Chen Pingan sat upright, anxious and uneasy.

Old man Yang finally said: "Qi Jingchun hid a little incense burner, something I couldn't ask for more, um, the little guy who lived in your locust tree sword before, now it belongs to me, as a reward, I need to protect you once, and this is the time. Now that the town is changing, you are definitely not allowed to show your face, so it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. I asked someone to help you do a fortune telling. Traveling south, as for where to go, it depends on your own mood, whether it is to swim in mountains and rivers, or go to the rivers and lakes, or go to the battlefield to hone martial arts, it all depends on your own choice, Chen Pingan. In short, within five years, don’t come back .”

Chen Ping opened his mouth slightly.

Old man Yang continued: "The ancestral house in Niping Lane, the five hills including Luopo Mountain, the shop in Qilong Lane, etc., you don't have to worry about it, it will only be better than yourself."

Chen Ping's lips moved slightly.

Old man Yang smiled, "Among your friends, isn't there a little girl named Ningyao? I might as well tell you that she is from Daoxuan Mountain. To be precise, she is the Great Wall of Sword Qi. In her hometown, she needs a handy If you have the guts, go over there and give her the sword once."

Chen Pingan took a deep breath and asked, "When do you want me to leave?"

Old man Yang thought for a moment, "Clean up, wait until Ruan Qiong takes out the sword, and leave as soon as you get it."

Chen Pingan asked: "If you don't leave, what will happen?"

The old man sneered: "What can I do? Dead Qiaoqiao, the little family property that I have finally accumulated to make wedding clothes for others, a group of people sit down, you divide the mountain, I take the sword embryo and he raises snakes and pythons, carve it up. Everyone is happy, as for you, it is estimated that it will be difficult for people to collect the corpse. And this is not the worst result, what is worse, I tell you now, is not a good thing. "

Chen Ping stretched out his hands, rubbed his cheeks fiercely, and suddenly asked a question that seemed to be irrelevant to the business, "The old man said before that the size of the town is beyond my imagination, so I want to ask more questions, the town How big is it?"

Old man Yang puffed out smoke rings, and said with a smirk: "If my guess is not wrong, I have already seen the long bridge in the sky."

Chen Ping'an immediately trembled, his heart rippled.

Old man Yang said indifferently: "For the sake of the golden incense stick, I can reveal some secrets to you. For example, in that small temple, most of the children in the small town who wrote their names by accident have now perished, but they survived. Yes, without exception, they are all heroes and heroes, such as Xie Shi, the king of Juluzhou, and Cao Xi, the sword fairy of Posuozhou. As for me, I am a rent collector. Follow the harvest of the field.”

"For another example, the place that you commonly call the Crab Archway is actually equivalent to a contract. In the battle of dragon slaying, everyone sits down one by one and rewards for their merits. The earliest covenant was signed here. There are a total of four saints in the family of three religions. Ma Kuxuan is related to one of them. In addition, the real function of the archway building has long been unknown. It should be called Zhenjian Tower. It is one of the nine male town buildings in the world. , you and I have an idea. However, in order to deceive people, Jinjiazhou also has a Zhenjian tower. Although the imitation of that tower can be faked, and the sword of suppression is also very impressive, it is still a fake. However, this kind of secret You can just listen to it as a story, it doesn’t matter if you haven’t heard it, and it’s useless if you have heard it.”

Old man Yang squinted his eyes and looked towards the sky, "It is said to be Zhenjian Tower, but in fact, it was regarded as a flying platform in the earliest days. But it is a long time ago, so it is useless to talk about it."

Old man Yang withdrew his gaze and said frankly: "Because of your existence, you have played the role of matchmaker invisibly. I have done a lot of business and made a lot of money over the years. The breathing technique that I taught you back then was also because of I made a profit from a certain transaction, so you don’t have to be grateful for it, there’s no need, a business is a business, maybe one day in the future, if your enemy sits here and takes out enough chips, I will talk to him as well Business, sold you."

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Some sadness.

After all, he is still a boy, no matter how much suffering he has suffered, no matter how far he has traveled on the mountain road, the boy is still that boy, and he is only 15 years old after the Chinese New Year.

Old man Yang pointed to the hairpin on top of Chen Ping'an's head, "Although it's just an ordinary hairpin, I like the words on it, so I'm going to make a small deal with you too. You can use this hairpin to exchange me for the same square inch. Even if it's just a second-level martial artist, you can control it. Just because of this, it's rarer than most of the square-inch and close-foot objects in the world. You will go south alone next time, no more than last time, you will be really helpless, no Something that is really close to you can't go far."

Chen Ping was dumbfounded.

Old man Yang waited quietly for the answer.

Chen Pingan asked softly: "If one day I want to redeem the hairpin, can I?"

Old man Yang smiled and said: "Others probably can't do it. You, Chen Ping'an, have helped me earn so many times, so you can make a small exception. But the ugly thing is up front. At that time, it will not be a square inch, and you can redeem it back." gone."

Chen Ping took off the jade hairpin and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the ordinary white jade hairpin and put it in his sleeve without looking at it.

The next moment, before Chen Pingan could withdraw his hand, a jasper short sword that was not more than an inch long appeared in the palm of his hand. Old man Yang smiled and said: "I think you named the sword embryo well, the first day of the junior high school, it is a good omen , It’s because those two little guys don’t know how to play. Coincidentally, this pocket flying sword can be warmed up as a high-ranking natal flying sword, and can also be used as a square-inch object, named Fifteen.”

Chen Ping asked in a low voice: "Is it very precious?"

"Just take it."

Old man Yang twitched the corners of his mouth, "Who doesn't eat dumplings during Chinese New Year."