Sword comes

Longquan County, a small town called Xiejia.

A young man with long eyebrows ran into the yard with a few books in his hand, and said happily, "Old Ancestor, today I learned a new sword art from Master."

Tianjun Xie Shi nodded and put down the book in his hand.

When speaking with others, even if it is a junior like a young man who has been separated by countless generations, Xie Shi will still be so solemn, and will never look left and right, absent-minded.

The young man still doesn't know the meaning of this bearing. He still thinks more about his ancestor's title of Taoist Heavenly Monarch, about the great cause of his journey south and returning home, and immersed in the great joy of the inevitable rise of the Xie family. Such minutiae, after all, young, but not too much feeling.

Xie Shi took the books, put them on the stone table, and stretched out his hand to signal the boy to sit down.

After the young man sat down gently, he asked, "Old ancestor, can you enter the eyes of Dharma?"

Xie Shi patted the book lightly, and said with a smile: "Why can't I get in? If I go to take the exam, my qualifications for the exam will be in doubt."

Although Xie Shi has a simple appearance and is no different from a farmer in a small town, in fact he has read the whole book and is proficient in the three teachings. During the time when he stayed in Xie's old house, he just read in the small courtyard. When returning from the Ruan's shop for forging iron and swords, they would always bring a few books bought from the newly opened bookstore in the town. Xie Shi had told the long-browed boy that he didn't have to stick to Taoist classics, he could buy any book.

Xie Shi stood up suddenly, and the young man with long eyebrows naturally followed suit, standing like this for about half an incense stick.

The young man was horrified to find his mother, and led a "young Taoist priest" to the courtyard with a smile on his face.

After the woman left, Xie Shi was about to speak when Taoist Lianhuaguan who came to visit stretched out his hand to signal him to sit down.

Lu Chen sat down on the stone bench, using the palm of his hand as a fan, and slowly fanned the breeze, as if doing homework with others, and told Xie Shi: "When the Aquarius Island is over, you will return to Juluzhou in a day or so." , He Xiaoliang, you should pay more attention to her, and you don’t need to help her, just make sure she doesn’t die. When she gets a firm foothold and establishes a sect, then you can add to the cake, whether it’s people or money , Magical treasures and utensils are fine, the more the better, the two of you will also form a good relationship."

Xie Shi got up again, bowed his hands and said: "I will follow the decree of the master's teaching."

"Your old-fashioned temper is really unpleasant."

Lu Chen made a joke, turned his head and smiled at the young man and said, "Long Meier, come here, I will give you a parting gift."

The long-browed boy was trembling, excited and in awe, and quickly looked at his ancestor Xie Shi.

Xie Shi nodded, indicating that he can rest assured to accept the reward.

The Yupu Realm monks in the upper five realms actually don't dare to give alms to anyone casually.

But the head teacher Lu Chen, of course, whether it is good or bad to give someone something, has long been determined, and there is absolutely no difference.

In front of Xie Shi, giving something to the boy with long eyebrows can still be a bad thing

Destined to be the best luck in the world

This is also the great fortune of the young man.

Lu Chen flipped his wrist, and an exquisite seven-color pagoda soon appeared in his palm.

If you look closely, you can find that the small pagoda is only half a foot high, and there are as many as 36 plaques hanging everywhere.

Just as Xie Shi sat down, he stood up abruptly again, and said to the young man in a deep voice, "Don't kneel down and thank you."

This time, Lu Chen didn't force himself, and let the young man holding the small pagoda kneel down in a daze, and kowtowed three times.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "I know you have a gentle temper, so don't worry about you bullying others. This small tower can suppress all demons and creatures below the upper five realms in the world. It can barely be regarded as a half-celestial soldier. Just remember one thing, the naked eye Visible evil spirits and ghosts are not necessarily the worst, and where people's hearts are slightly disturbed, it is more likely that demons will be rampant."

The young man blushed, and said loudly: "This junior will definitely remember it in his heart."

Lu Chen still had that tired and lazy attitude, and said with a smile: "In the future, you and Ruan Qiong will achieve great success in sword practice. Since you are a swordsman, you must travel around and observe people's hearts. The reason why I gave you this pagoda is to Let you not worry too much about your external affairs, and think more about your own affairs. There is a saying in Buddhism called "Zi Liao Han", which is quite interesting. By the way, Xie Shi, remember to help this child find a better thing close by. It's a good thing, but it's not good for an elder to be too stingy."

Xie Shi wants to get up again to take orders.

Lu Chen laughed angrily: "Believe it or not, I slapped you to death, it's not over yet."

Xie Shi had no choice but to sit obediently.

Lu Chen thought for a while, stood up in silence, and without smiling again, said solemnly: "Remember to protect Li Xisheng from now on. If something goes wrong, the poor will return from Baiyujing even if the rules of both sides are broken. The vastness of the world, only you thank you for asking."

Xie Shi, who has already eaten the hang down, is neither sitting nor standing.

Lu Chen patted his forehead, "With such unenlightened disciples and grandchildren as you, it's no wonder that the Taoist lineage of the poor is not very popular."

Lu Chen raised his head, raised his arms, flicked the lotus crown with his fingers, and said softly with a smile on his face: "Hey, hey, Seventy, are you there? If you are, please open the door to see off the guests."

Xie Shi's face changed slightly, and he quickly followed the teacher's gaze and looked up.

With his vast Taoism of the Taoist Master of Yizhou, he tried his best to see through the sea of ​​clouds, and finally saw some waves and ripples in a dome of the sky.

Lu Chen disappeared in a flash.

In an instant, the "small door" opened by the sky dome closed.

Lu Chen, one of the three disciples under Daozu, left Haoran Tianxia quietly and returned to Qingming Tianxia.

When Lu Chen left Haoran Tianxia, ​​there was almost no movement, but the disturbance made by the head teacher wearing a lotus crown in Qingming Tianxia was really big.

It is also the sky dome, but replaced by the Qingming Tianxia, ​​where Taoism governs the world. A golden cloud sea cave as big as a mountain was broken, and a golden rainbow light as thick as a mountain peak crashed down, falling straight on a tall building with a height of ten thousand feet. pinnacle.

An elderly scribe holding a bamboo stick and carrying a bookcase on his back is walking among the rolling mountains in the underworld, accompanied by a young boy who just received a book, this thin old man put his hand over his forehead, looked up and smiled Laughing, "It seems that Qi Jingchun is very angry."

The young man asked curiously, "Sir, who is Qi Jingchun?"

The thin old man smiled and said, "It's a scholar from my hometown. He is young and very knowledgeable."

The boy's next question was childlike, "How tall is that?"

The thin old man thought for a while, and then answered in a seemingly perfunctory manner, "Isn't there a proverb in your hometown that the flood can't cover the back of a duck."

The boy muttered, "It doesn't look too tall."

The old man said with a hearty smile: "The real kung fu of a scholar cannot blindly seek high and far-reaching knowledge. With all the knowledge he has learned, he must be able to lead the common people to trek through mountains and rivers. A scholar should not only make himself feel at ease, but also let the common people have a safe place to live." Otherwise, no matter how high a person's knowledge, no matter how beautifully written the article is, it will be beneficial to him, but it will not help the matter."

The young man said helplessly: "Sir, I think your reasoning is quite high."

The thin old man reached out and knocked a chestnut on the boy's head, then sighed to himself.

The young man was bored and had nothing to do anyway, so he simply sighed along with the old man.

The old man is thinking about the current season in his hometown, it should be yellow flowers everywhere on the earth.

After Xie Shi taught Lu Chen to leave this world, he had to admit that although he was very disappointed, his mood was obviously much more relaxed.

Before Lu Chen was in the small town, Xie Shi was actually very nervous, fearing that if he did something wrong, he would be noticed and remembered by the head teacher if he was not careful.

Xie Shi exhaled lightly, his momentum changed completely, standing in the yard, looking at the Wutong Mountain Ferry in the mountains to the west, there will soon be a huge ferry boat that surpasses Luzhou in Beiju, and there will be several people on it The big man who is famous in Yizhou, this time the Kun ship of Dajiao Mountain was destroyed in the middle of Aquarius Island. In addition to the several patriarchs of Dajiao Mountain who were mobilized, there were also several major forces going south together. In name, they jointly investigated the shipwreck incident here. As for the truth, except for Dajiaoshan, who was the least powerful, he was kept in the dark from beginning to end. Xie Shi knew it, Cui Chan, the master of the Great Li Kingdom, knew it, and the two big men on the new ferry boat knew it well.

Mr. Jianweng is the most critical piece, a dead soldier.

Even in Beiju Luzhou, there are very few people who know that the mink hat worn by this casual cultivator is actually the magic weapon "Sword Urn". Accumulated for hundreds of years, the sword qi in the sword urn has already been densely packed, so Mr. Jian urn's all-out blow, at the cost of completely destroying the magic weapon "Sword urn", is almost equivalent to a jade-like jade urn. The sword cultivator hit with all his strength.

It was enough to sink the Kun ship of Dajiao Mountain.

All of this is to let Xie Shi take the second step logically, let this Taoist heavenly king of Beiju Luzhou personally go to the area north of Guanhu Academy, sit in it, and completely cut off the relationship between the north and the south of Aquarius Island. Contact, so that there will be no accidents in the "big trend" that Dali annexes the entire northern part of Aquarius Continent.

Xie Shi patted the boy on the shoulder, "Accompany me to a place."

The long-browed boy followed his ancestors to the Yang's shop, and when he came out, he had a so-called "thing close at hand" and a promise from the old man Yang.

What is paid is also a promise from Tianjun Xieshi.

Back at the small courtyard at home, Xie Shi told the boy the general context of the Kun boat's accident.

Seeing the dignified face of the ancestor, the young man asked curiously: "Ancestor, since our Aquarius Continent is the smallest continent in the Haoran world, and the ancestor is the Taoist master of a continent such as Luzhou in Beiju, we still need to worry about it." what?"

Xie Shi shook his head and said with a smile: "You think about the world affairs too simply. In the future, there are bound to be countless people clamoring that this is Juluzhou bullying me, and there is no one in Aquarius Continent? It will be ready to move, and among the less than half of the people, there will be another group of people who will rush over from all directions for various reasons and original intentions. Among this group of people, there will be hidden real masters, such as some people who are similar to Fengxue Temple Wei Jin There will be more and more people like this in the end. But you just need to wait and see for the time being. In short, no matter what kind of situation this matter develops in the future, you should not interfere until you become a Qi practitioner of the upper five realms. Follow Ruan Qiong to practice swordsmanship with peace of mind."

The boy with long eyebrows was full of worries, Xie Shi couldn't help laughing, "Even if the worst outcome happens, it won't happen in a year or so, what are you worrying about?"

The young man was unhappy, turned around and walked towards the gate of the courtyard, "Old Ancestor, I'm going to practice swordsmanship."

Xie Shi sat alone at the stone table, closed his eyes and meditated, silently calculating and deducing the general trend of Aquarius Continent.

Not long after Xie Shi and the young man walked out of the Yang family's shop, Cao Xi found the pharmacy behind.

Cao Xi smiled and asked Senior Yang if he lived in the backyard. A young man was weighing medicinal ingredients at the medicine cabinet. He glanced at the bloated rich man and raised his chin towards the back door of the lobby with bamboo curtains hanging. say what.Cao Xi thanked her, walked slowly over there, raised the curtain, the big square courtyard, and the four corridors under the eaves, compared with Cao's ancestral house, it was a little grander.

In the corridor opposite the main room in the backyard, there is a bench, as if specially prepared for visitors like Cao Xi.

Outside the main room on the opposite side, old man Yang was sitting on a bench smoking dry tobacco. The green bamboo tobacco rod had already been rubbed yellow and old. Through the smoke, the old man looked at the sword fairy who came across the sea from Nan Po Suozhou. Of course, the two knew each other. Cao Xi was not young when he left the town, but Cao Xi had very little memory of the old man Yang who hid behind the pharmacy and watched the sky year after year, but I believe that old man Yang was no stranger to Cao Xi, maybe he was Successfully walking out of the Lizhu Cave, there are behind-the-scenes arrangements made by the old man.

Of course, Cao Xi didn’t come here to repay his kindness. He has never been a person who repays the kindness of dripping water. Even if old man Yang came to him, Cao Xi might not be willing to pay attention. Save face, but Cao Xi will return to Posuo Continent after finishing this one-shot deal, and brazenly ask the ancestors of the Yingyin Chen family for a reward. Don't care about Cao Xi's business.

As for the Cao family of the Shangzhu Kingdom who stayed in the Dali Dynasty, whether it will be a blessing or a disaster in the future depends on their own good fortune. .Cao Xi has countless descendants, not to mention cultivating Taoism, never for the sake of cultivating a full house of descendants, chickens and dogs ascending to heaven, it's just an extra prize.

Cao Xi's first question is: "Senior Yang, in the long years of thousands of years, among the caves in the world, the Lizhu Cave, which occupies the smallest area, who walked out from under your nose, who is it?" highest achievement"

Old man Yang asked back: "Which onion are you?"

Cao Xi raised his wrist, revealing a white and fat wrist with a green rope tied on it. He laughed and said, "There is really an onion here."

Old man Yang said in a bad mood: "Fart if you have any."

Cao Xi put down his arms, immediately changed his face, rubbed his hands flatteringly and said: "Senior Yang, I heard that you have great supernatural powers, I don't know if you know where my mother's soul is dissipated in the world next to the tomb, or Reincarnated or given to the old man, you quietly gathered it up for sale"

Old man Yang ignored the hidden murderous intent behind the land sword fairy's words, and said bluntly: "You, Cao Xi, want to bid for it. As long as you can afford the price, let alone your mother, it's your father's, no problem."

Cao Xi laughed loudly, pointing one finger at the old man who was puffing out clouds and mist, and nodded a few times in the air, "Senior Yang is really a cheerful person, so this trip was not in vain, hehe, I just don't know what the old man said. Life, how much is it worth?"

Old man Yang said in a flat tone: "You are welcome to do business. I went to see someone at the door, and I don't want to pay, so get out early."

Cao Xi narrowed his eyes after hearing the words, rubbed his thumb and index finger lightly, both hands were like this, the posture looked extremely funny.

Murder is revealed.

Old man Yang was completely indifferent.

Cao Xi suddenly burst out laughing, "Business can be done. I, Cao Xi, like to do business with people the most in my life. I just hope that the price of the old man will not be too high. Then I will not buy it. Who am I, Yang The old seniors may not be aware that for the sake of cultivation, they can sell their own sons and grandchildren for money. It’s just that now that they are rich and prosperous, returning to their hometowns and looking at things and thinking about others, they have a little bit of nostalgic thoughts.”

Old man Yang said slowly: "There is a girl named Li Liu who went to Juluzhou in the north with her parents. The soul of your parents is now in her body. If you are willing to trade fairly, I will do business with you , I guarantee that there are no mistakes, and I will hand over everything to you when the time comes. Of course, you have to go back on your word, and you can take it by force, and you can turn around and leave now, so what happens in the future is at your own risk."

Cao Xi said with a bitter face: "Senior Yang, Quanxu Quanwei, your words are too unpleasant. Well, you can ask for a price."

Old man Yang pointed at Cao Xi's wrist with his cigarette stick.

Cao Xi was furious, "Why do you want me to give this natal flying sword to the old man Li Liuyang, you lost your mind and went crazy!"

Old man Yang glanced sideways, and continued: "You should keep the flying sword that you used before refining this great river. You can take it out and present it to Li Liu. Remember to teach her your sword formula as well."

Cao Xi's face was cloudy and uncertain.

Old man Yang sneered and said: "Don't feel disadvantaged, you have never received a good apprentice in your life, I will help you find one for free, maybe in the future when everyone mentions you, Cao Xi, they will say this, Cao Xi is Li Liu's master."

Cao Xi got a little interested, rubbed his hands together and said, "That girl is so powerful."

Old man Yang twitched his lips, "You'd better go find him yourself, then when you hand over that flying sword, I believe you will be very willing."

"This business, if I want to gamble, I will bet a big one. This is in line with my status as Cao Dajianxian."

Cao Xi slapped her thigh and lowered her voice slightly, "Other than that, what else can we do between you and me?"

Old Man Yang said indifferently, "Your father's soul."

Cao Xi was stunned, and then rolled his eyes and said: "Don't talk, don't talk, don't even send me."

Old man Yang began to swallow, "Don't pull it down. Then change it. You go find Ma Kuxuan of Zhenwu Mountain, and be his guardian. In the past 20 years, you don't need to keep an eye on him all the time. You just need to make enough Ten years is enough."

Cao Xi smiled and said: "A sword fairy who is expected to enter the twelfth realm, I, Cao Xi, don't care much about face as a guardian for a child. It is indeed famous for her brazenness in Po Whirling Continent, but this It’s still necessary to save face.”

Old man Yang said in a deep voice: "Let Cao Jun join the army in Dali and break the heart of the sword on the battlefield. I can let someone secretly protect him for 20 years until the heart of the sword is repaired."

Cao Xi's expression became serious.

Old man Yang sneered and said, "Stop being cheap here and being a good boy, your little face of Cao Xi, or having an extra land sword fairy with your family, which one is more valuable?"

Cao Xi looked puzzled: "That kid Cao Jun looks like a white-eyed wolf at first glance, making him a land sword fairy, wouldn't it be arrogant to rebel against the Cao family? One school has two sword immortals, and he can stand upright wherever he is placed. To be a man with a waist, oh no, it should be a fairy, but my ancestor, I might be settled by that kid after autumn."

Old man Yang didn't take this issue at all, and said directly: "After Cao Jun became a land sword fairy, he must agree to do one thing for me. Don't worry, he will not be asked to die. For Cao Jun at that time, he would not Too difficult."

Cao Xi was a little suspicious, and asked, "Senior Yang, why didn't you go directly to Cao Jun? There shouldn't be any calculations during this period, right? Our two brothers are half of our fellow countrymen. When a fellow villager sees a fellow villager, his tears will flow." Well, you can’t entrap fellow villagers, can you?”

Old man Yang said bluntly: "Cao Jun is not qualified to negotiate business with me now, but you, Cao Xi."

Cao Xi was speechless for a long time.

When he finally left Yang's shop, Cao Xi stood on the street, looked back at the pharmacy, and said to himself: "These things must have been taken care of by that old fellow Chen Chun'an, right?"

Mud Bottle Lane.

In the middle of the night, a rich and noble young man in brocade clothes sat in the yard in a daze.

The great monk of the Yin Yang family had found him in private before he was beaten to death by the emperor Song Changjing in the capital, and made some shocking remarks.

The old man even confessed his big conspiracy against the current emperor of Dali, letting His Majesty practice without authorization, violating the rules set by the Confucian saints, sneaking into the middle five realms as emperor, and even reaching the tenth realm .

The purpose of the emperor was to see the Great Li Dynasty annexing a continent with his own eyes, and the purpose of the great monks of the Yin Yang family was to make the Great Li Emperor, Song Jixin’s father, into a marionette, because the Great Li Emperor officially retreated and sprinted to the fifth stage. When the threshold of the realm is reached, it is the moment when one completely loses one's intelligence and becomes a puppet.

A Liang's arrival interrupted Emperor Dali's Changsheng Bridge, making him very likely to see clues when the Changsheng Bridge broke and shattered. It was revealed that although the Emperor Dali was in the square outside the Baiyu Tower and concealed it very well, the emperor did not expect that he would also tamper with Song Jixin.

But no matter what, A Liang's punch completely disrupted the far-reaching layout of his family of yin and yang that had been carefully planned for decades.

But all this is far from over.

At this moment, Song Jixin recalled those words with a heavy heart.

The maid Zhigui came out with her clothes on, and asked, "Master, I have something on my mind."

Song Jixin turned his head and smiled, "It's just that I can't sleep."

Zhigui snorted, moved a small bench and sat beside Song Jixin.

Song Jixin suddenly suggested: "The moon is rare and the stars are rare, the scenery is beautiful, otherwise the two of us can walk around casually"

Zhigui lazily said: "Okay. I will listen to you, Young Master."

The two who are still masters and servants walked through the streets of the town together, the old school where Mr. Qi taught, the stone table for playing chess in the backyard, Song Jixin wiped the cold tabletop with his hands, and sat down again and again. On the north side, Zhao Yao was sitting on the south side. At that time, he didn't know why he arranged this way, but now that the truth came out, he realized that it was so. Song Jixin smiled and said, "I don't know how Zhao Yao is doing."

Arriving here, Zhigui was a little taciturn.

After that, the two continued to walk, aimlessly and as they pleased.

The iron lock well, the iron chain has been taken away by a man from a foreign country, this is the chance of the fairy family.

The black cat in Xinghua Lane, as if following the stupid gourd-like Ma Kuxuan, left the town together.

The covered bridge was demolished and the stone arch bridge restored to its original appearance. The old sword under the bridge disappeared.

I heard that the sage Ruan Qiong is about to establish a sect in a certain mountain, and it is destined to be a grand event. The yamen of the Dali Rites Department regards this matter as the top priority at the end of this spring and carefully organizes it.

The new year's shop and Caotou shop adjacent to Qilong Lane are all surnamed Chen, which is a rare thing. Almost all the guys with the surname Chen in the small town are servants and maidservants of four surnames and ten clans.

The Shenxian Tomb and the newly built Wenwu Temple in Laocishan have been completed, and they are respectively dedicated to the ancestors of the Yuan and Cao families.

The couplets are written by everyone.Even the well-known figures in the literary world from as far away as Nanjian Country sent their own handwritten couplets, painted with silver hooks on iron, with strong character.

Song Jixin twitched the corners of his mouth outside the temple where the saints were worshipped, "Ha, you're strong."

Finally, this Tianhuang nobleman who was born in the Dali Song family turned his head to look at the distant western mountain, which seemed to be in the direction of Luopo Mountain.

There is a mountain temple with extremely bad incense.

The young man who looked at Luopo Mountain in the distance had a gloomy expression and was a little bit lost.

Apart from the "big temple" of Beiyue Zhengshen on Piyun Mountain, there are also ordinary mountain temples in the mountains to the west. The most popular is Fengliang Mountain in the north. Because it is close to the county town of Longquan County, the Shinto is the most developed. It is wide and flat, and it is convenient to enter the mountain. Teahouses and taverns along the road, as well as large and small inns for faithful men and women to rest halfway, have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

There is a market at the foot of the mountain, which sells all kinds of tea, wine, pasta, flowers, birds, fish and insects, everything that one expects to find, so that many children in the town are very happy when they hear that their parents are going to burn incense there, not much worse than the New Year, because There are delicious freshly baked meat pies over there, and old men who knead dough. Many children secretly go together when they receive the lucky money during the New Year. He cleaned up severely.

A young man named Dong Shuijing set up a stall there, selling only wontons.

Shrimp, spring bamboo shoots, and dried tofu are all very flavorful. At the end, sprinkle a handful of chopped green onions and add a small dish of chili sauce made by the boy himself. The taste is really amazing.

The boy originally studied in the new school run by the Chen family in Longweixi, but for some reason, even though he didn't need to spend money, the boy dropped out of school.He sold one of the two old houses in the small town, and bought a brand new big house in Xinjun City, which is only a dozen miles away from Fengliang Mountain.

The wonton stall was open from early morning to dusk, and it was never on time. As long as there were customers, no matter how late it was, the boy would wait for the guests to eat slowly before clearing the stall and pushing the cart back.There is no night ban in the county city now, and there are dusty and lively scenes everywhere. If it is a mountain temple on the top of Fengliang Mountain, looking at the county city at night, it is like a big lantern resting on the ground.

As night fell that day, Dong Shuijing, a tall young man, had already started to clean up the wonton stall, preparing to go home.

I never imagined that a strange man came from afar, with a horizontal sword instead of a sword on his back, walked to the stall, and asked with a smile: "Shop, do you still sell wontons?"

Dong Shuijing grinned and said, "If you don't sell it, you have to boil the water. The customers have to wait for a while."

The man sat at the table with a smile and wiped it clean without any greasy stains. There was a homemade bamboo tube on the table filled with slender green bamboo chopsticks. It turned out to be a handy little shopkeeper.

The man waited for a big bowl of steaming wontons, chopped green onion floating on the red soup, it looked very tempting, Dong Shuijing asked him if he could eat spicy food, the man said the more spicy the better, the boy handed it a full bowl A plate of chili sauce, the man took out a pair of chopsticks, did not rush to put down the chopsticks, lowered his head, closed his eyes and smelled the fragrance, and said, "This taste is right."

The man casually asked: "Do you know the Mohist school?"

Dong Shuijing, who was sitting not far away, nodded and said: "Of course, Mr. said before that the Mohist school was once one of the four great schools, and the knowledge it admired was very great, but it is difficult to know and practice, and it is a test of the mind of the disciples of the school. It’s just that it’s easier to get into a dead end, and my husband said it’s cuter.”

Having said that, Dong Shuijing scratched his head and smiled naively, "My husband said it."

The man chewed a wonton, nodded vigorously and said, "That's really good."

He asked again: "Then have you ever heard of the credit knife among the Mohist rangers? The credit is credit, and the sword is the knife."

Dong Shuijing looked bewildered and shook his head slightly.

Mr. Qi really never said this.

The man put down his chopsticks, patted his stomach, let out a heavy breath, and said with a smile, "Then do you want to be a creditor?"

Dong Shuijing's eyes froze, and he quickly returned to normal. He smiled and shook his head, "Selling wontons is pretty good, it can make money, and it's safe."

At the beginning, he, Li Baoping, Lin Shouyi, Li Huai, Shi Chunjia, five school disciples, together deceived the coachman whose real identity was the dead soldier of Dali, even though it was Li Baoping and him who made the suggestions and checked the omissions. Lin Shouyi, but as a matter of fact, if anyone shows the slightest flaw, all previous efforts will be wasted, so none of the five children who officially became Qi Jingchun's direct disciples in the end is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Just like Dong Shuijing, at such an old age, he knew to find Miss Ruan Xiu and ask her to help sell the old house in the small town at a sky-high price, and then quickly went to the county town to buy a big house, not one, but a whole street. street

The big money that falls from the sky has its way of spending it, and money can make money.

The small money that feeds the family should also have its own way of making money. If you don’t spend money, you are making money.The two do not conflict.

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

The man waved his hand and said with a smile: "As for why I chose you, Dong Shuijing, I have been observing you for quite a long time. You are not the best in every aspect, but there is nothing wrong with it. This is enough."

Dong Shuijing said helplessly: "You are"

The man didn't hide anything, and said straight to the point: "My name is Xu Ruo, a descendant of the Mohist family, and I come from Shenzhou, the middle land. Of course I am not a creditor. But I have a very good friend. Before he died, he asked me to promise him to help him choose A suitable disciple inherits the mantle. He is the ancestor of the previous generation of credit swordsmen of the Mohist family. He is a very powerful guy. He once drank wine with A Liang many times, and he paid for the wine. A Liang traveled in the Middle Earth Shenzhou At that time, he signed a butt debt, and he helped to pay it off."

"Who is A Liang?"

"The son of your husband's husband's nemesis."

"What"

Dong Shuijing was puzzled, what is this and what is it.

The man stood up, "I'll come back next time, you should think about it carefully."

Dong Shuijing suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute"

The man smiled and said, "I owe the money for this bowl of wontons first, maybe you will agree to be a creditor in the future."

Dong Shuijing insisted: "How can this work? As long as it is a business, you have to settle accounts with your brothers."

The man nodded, and took out a few copper coins, "Haha, it really looks like a credit knife guy."

As the sun set, Xu Ruo walked away.

Dong Shuijing sat where he was, watched the Mohist Ranger go away, raised his arms, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The reason why he had the guts to ask for those copper coins was not Dong Shuijing's mediocrity, some kind of stupid young man who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, but a kind of probing people's hearts full of the atmosphere of the market.

Dong Shuijing sat silently at the table, motionless in a daze, not in the ecstasy of a pie in the sky, but a little dazed.

Teenagers don't really like this feeling.

His ambition is actually not big, he just thinks that he will earn money in the future and have no worries about food and clothing. In the house where he lives, there is a well that can draw water, and a willow tree is planted next to it, which will spit out buds every spring. As soon as you blow it, the wicker will sway, very cute.