Sword comes

At dusk, when Chen Ping'an returned to the town and passed by the east gate of the city, the sloppy man at the gate was still humming a tune and sang "An inch of time is not to be taken lightly, all glory and wealth can be thrown away." Disturbed by the hurried footsteps, the man opened his eyes and happened to meet the young man who was just starting out. When the man saw this debt collector, he was very disappointed and waved angrily: "Go, go, your time is worth a bird's money, There are four words for prosperity, wealth, and honor, if you can relate to one of them, burn a high incense."

After Chen Ping'an ran past, he raised a palm high, spread his fingers, and shook it vigorously.

It was obviously to remind the janitor that there was an incense love of five cents between the two of them.

The man spat fiercely and scolded, "It's not a good bird either!"

The young man disappeared quickly, and the man looked up at the clear blue sky, like a layer of beautiful glaze.

The man rubbed his chin full of stubble, and said, "Mr. Qi said a poem, what is it, a good thing, Liuli?"

An ox cart slowly drove out of the town. In the car sat a well-known reading man in blue shirt. The driver was a middle-aged man with a dull look.

The man immediately waved his hand and said with a loud laugh: "Brother Yao, don't go in a hurry, brother, I have something to say in my stomach, I only remember good things, colored glass, etc. I can't remember anything else, you boy is knowledgeable. Big, tell me!"

Zhao Yao, who was in high spirits, held a luggage in his arms and said loudly: "The good things in the world are not firm, and the colorful clouds are easy to disperse and the glaze is brittle!"

The man gave a thumbs up, "As expected of Brother Yao, he is very knowledgeable and promising in the future, don't forget to go back to your hometown to see my brother, if you can't tell, you can replace your husband and be a teacher for our small town children. good."

Zhao Yao was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists and smiled, "Brother Cheng Jiyan!"

As soon as the man was happy, he took out an embroidered bag from his sleeve, flicked his wrist, and threw it to the reading man in the blue shirt. I never feel troublesome, my brother is never right to see people, I will send you some gadgets, and the journey will be smooth!"

Zhao Yao quickly grabbed the purse, "There will be a period later!"

The man nodded with a smile, waved his hand at the boy's bullock cart, but murmured, "It's hard."

The boy with straw sandals walked towards the depths of the town, while Zhao Yao's ox cart went to the world outside the town, passing each other.

The man sitting on the tree stump counted with his fingers, "The big Sui boy with the golden carp in the bamboo basket, the widow Gu's cub in Niping Lane, and Brother Yao in Fulu Street, this is already three. Lah. But there are so many people coming in next, and they have to pick up junk? Or, I will also take the opportunity to find a filial apprentice who can rub shoulders and knock backs?"

The man stretched out his hand and scratched his wrinkled dark cheeks, hehe smiled and said, "If it is a beautiful female apprentice who is bright and smooth, it will be the best. Well, I can endure a poor face, but my legs must be long! "

The well-known bachelor in the small town put his hands on the back of his head, looked up at the sky, and laughed secretly.After thinking of these happy things, all of a sudden there is no worry, and I only feel that there is great beauty between heaven and earth.

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Before Chen Ping'an left Mupin Alley, he made an appointment with Liu Xianyang and the black-clothed girl to meet directly at Liu Xianyang's house. When Liu Xianyang arrived, he was cleaning and wiping the ancestral armor with a clean cotton towel.

The girl in black, Miss Ning, put on her light veiled hat again, she wore a knife at her waist, and she casually held the long sword with a snow-white scabbard in her hand.For some reason, Chen Ping always felt that Miss Ning seemed to dislike this sword.On the table, the old thing at the bottom of the press box passed down by the Liu family from generation to generation was said to be a precious armor. In Chen Ping's eyes, it was really ugly and frightening. The scratches slanted down from the left shoulder all the way to the right waist.

Regarding this point, the two teenagers were at a loss for words. They couldn't imagine what a huge beast in the mountains and forests had to be to create this terrifying scene. Later, the imperial court banned many peaks, and people were not allowed to enter the mountains to chop wood and burn charcoal. , Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang almost never violated the prohibition, and a large part of the reason is here.

Chen Ping'an is a little strange. This black charcoal iron armor is ugly and ugly, but Liu Xianyang really regards it as a family heirloom. Even if it is a friendship like Chen Ping'an, he has only seen it once over the years, less than half of it. The stick of incense was carefully moved back to the vermilion lacquer box and enshrined.

However, seeing Liu Xianyang peeking at the girl in black from time to time, Chen Pingan was a little relieved. Liu Xianyang has always been such a virtuous person, and he can't control his eyes when he sees a beautiful woman, but he doesn't really like to be moved, he just likes to show off To show off, for example, in the past summer, when I was bathing shirtless in the brook on the other side of the covered bridge, if a girl of the same age passed by with a seedling or a yellow ox, Liu Xianyang would definitely come to the bank first, burning his buttocks first. On the big bluestone next to it, and then coughed loudly - Song Jixin commented on this as "announcing the world", and finally slammed it again.Chen Pingan, who has very good eyesight, can actually see the eyes and expressions of girls in the distance clearly, so he has always wanted to tell Liu Xianyang the truth. Some of those good-looking sisters rolled their eyes, some cursed, and more of them were fundamental. Turn a blind eye, the only thing is that there is no one with bright eyes who thinks you are a hero.

Of course, later Liu Xianyang fell in love with Song Jixin's maid, Zhigui, and fell into it inexplicably. After that, the tall boy seemed to have no other beautiful women in his eyes.Even if he is ostentatious with the black-clothed girl at this moment, he is more of a arrogant and indifferent girl. Don't underestimate him. Don't think that with a knife and a sword, you can drag the king and Laozi. This family heirloom of my Liu Xianyang , that is also the only one in the town.

The girl in the veiled hat waited until Chen Ping'an was behind, and looked around

Four weeks around, she finally put the long sword horizontally on an old antique cabinet painted with gold-plated flowers. The paint was mottled and cracked. The pattern is a golden osmanthus tree, when the full moon is in the sky.

The girl turned her head and said, "The sword is here, don't touch it, or you will be at your own risk. I'm not joking."

Liu Xianyang was busy wiping the treasure armor, he lowered his head and sighed from time to time, and rubbed his arm lightly. He was really enjoying it.

Chen Pingan promised: "Definitely."

The girl said to Liu Xianyang, "This cabinet is worthless, but this inlaid pattern of gold osmanthus hanging on the moon, don't sell it easily."

Liu Xianyang said without raising his head, "I didn't like that thing when I was a child. If you like it, girl, just scrape it off yourself."

Of course, the girl in black did this act of burning the piano and cooking the crane. She just asked curiously, "What is the material of this pattern?"

Liu Xianyang glanced back, "It's hundreds of years old, I don't know, even my grandfather can't say one, two, three, or four."

Chen Ping'an said softly: "It should be a stone picked up from a small stream beach. There are many colors, but Liu Xianyang's elders must have only selected golden yellow ones, crushed them first, and then glued them together. The kind of stone is called snake gallstone."

The girl in black asked, "Stones? How many are there in the stream?"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Miss Ning, if you want, I can pick up a big basket for you a day. No one here likes to see this, but Gu Can likes it, and often picks it up by herself." The girl in black sighed. He took a deep breath, looked deeply at the poor boy in Niping Lane, "You poor man who lives on the mountain of gold and silver."

Chen Ping'an was surprised: "This kind of stone is outside, is it valuable?"

She lifted the curtain and said: "The price depends on who is in the hands. Besides, even if it falls into the hands of someone who knows how to do it, it depends on luck. If you are lucky, one is enough. With bad luck, the stones piled up into a mountain will not be a problem. But no matter what, it is valuable, and it is very valuable. I just don’t know if I can bring it out of the town, which is very important.”

Liu Xianyang put in a sentence, "This stone is a little weird, as long as the stream is taken out, once the wind blows and the sun is exposed to the sun, the color will fade, especially after rain and snow, the color will fade even more. Other than that, it's nothing."

The girl regretted: "It really is."

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, "How about I go pick up a big basket and come back tomorrow and try it? What if there are exceptions?"

The girl shook her head and said, "For me, it doesn't make sense."

Liu Xianyang had already moved the treasured armor back into the house and hid it. At this time, he leaned against the door and said with a smile, "Chen Pingan is a big money fan. Maybe tonight he will go to the stream to find stones."

The girl said, "Let's go."

When she walked to the door, she turned her head and asked, "I will keep the hairpin and the prescription for you. But tomorrow, I still need you to go to Mud Bottle Alley to help you boil the medicine."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "No problem."

She thought for a while, her face was solemn, and she reminded: "The most powerful group of foreigners who entered the town around the same time as me should be the old man from Zhengyang Mountain. This trip was to escort the little girl. It's the big Sui eunuch who injured me, and then Liu Zhimao who took Gu Can away. Don't underestimate the woman who hides the knife in her smile. So as long as you meet the old guy from Zhengyang Mountain, try not to argue, but once you get up If there is a conflict, just delay time, don’t do anything with others, don’t have any luck, and be sure to delay it until I appear.”

Liu Xianyang said in a low voice, "On our territory, these out-of-towners who are not familiar with each other really dare to kill people?"

Chen Pingan glanced at him, nodded and said, "Dare."

Liu Xianyang swallowed.

Chen Ping'an asked suddenly, "Remember Lu Daochang... the fortune teller who set up the stall, how did he tell you?"

Liu Xianyang's head was heavy for a while, and after trying to recall, he scratched his ears and said: "How can I remember this clearly, I only know that it was some unpleasant and unfavorable words, anyway, it said that there was a big disaster, burning incense, etc. It's nonsense, cheating people for money..."

Chen Ping'an turned to look at the girl in black.

The girl said fiercely: "He can't remember the signature, how can I unsign him? I really think I'm a fairy!"

Chen Ping'an was a little confused, wondering why Miss Ning was suddenly so annoyed.

The girl strode out of the house.

Compared to the previous time, it was slow and leisurely, and it was much more resolute.

The girl with the saber was walking in the spacious alley, wondering if she could go back and find a few books to nibble on?

When the girl thought of walking around in the future, she simply cut off her head with the flying sword, and then added a few impassioned impromptu poems. Even if there was no one around, she felt really handsome!

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Just as the girl was full of longing, a familiar figure flew past.

"See you tomorrow, Miss Ning."

When the voice fell, the figure was almost at the end of the alley.

The youth in straw sandals, carrying a basket on his back, walks like a fly.

The girl was dumbfounded and muttered to herself, "Is there really such a money fan?"