Sword comes

Approaching the town, the military cultivator of Zhenwu Mountain let go of Ma Kuxuan's shoulder. Ma Kuxuan was a little dizzy, shook his head, and asked, "Do you know who is at fault? Could it be my father or uncle, the treasure of the family? If you look at people outside, one is unwilling to give it, the other is forcibly demanding, and the result is similar to Liu Xianyang, causing big trouble?"

The sword-carrying man walked quickly with Ma Kuxuan, shook his head and said, "The reason why Zhengyang Mountain moved the mountain ape so boldly that he did not hesitate to break the rules is part of the reason that the sword scripture itself is precious, but the most important reason is still positive. The old grievances between Yangshan and Fengleiyuan, if Chen Songfeng from Fengleiyuan came to the town before and after, the mountain ape would never have committed the murder. Therefore, in the small town, even if the practitioners made a move, they would not dare to do so. Too blatant, Mr. Qi, who is sitting here, finally..."

The man suddenly stopped talking and looked at a roof far away from the street, where a black wild cat was squatting. When it saw Ma Kuxuan, it screamed immediately. When Ma Kuxuan found it, the wild cat began to lose its legs. Run, run to Xinghua Lane.

Ma Kuxuan's face was pale in an instant, and he ran wildly with the wild cat on the roof like crazy.

The man figured out the joints, sighed, and followed behind the boy in a hurry, never being pulled away by Ma Kuxuan.

Ma Kuxuan ran all the way back to the very familiar alley. When he saw the courtyard door wide open, the daring young man stopped outside the door and never dared to cross the threshold again.

The teenager knows that the gate of his courtyard is rarely open for so long at the end of the year, because grandma often recites a truth, Xinghua Lane is the most unpromising pauper, but people are poor and short-haired, and our family is easy to make people. Eyes are jealous, so you must remember to close the door tightly, otherwise you will be missed by thieves.

Ma Kuxuan walked into the yard with red eyes, and the door of the main house was not closed.

Ma Kuxuan saw a familiar thin figure fall to the ground.

The black cat squatted on the threshold, screaming loudly, frightening people.

"Don't go there!"

The sword-carrying man stretched out his hand and pressed the boy's shoulder, exhorting: "This is the end of the matter, stabilize your mind!"

Ma Kuxuan held back his tears, took a deep breath, slowed his pace, and whispered, "Grandma?"

The strategist Jianxiu took the lead and swept to the old woman's side.

The black cat was so frightened that it hurried into the house and disappeared in a flash.

The sword-carrying man thought for a moment, then raised his head and said solemnly to Ma Kuxuan who was standing outside the door: "Stop! You are born with extremely strong yang energy. If you take a step closer, even if your grandma still has some soul left in the house, she will be killed. You've been wiped out!"

The young man's dark face was wrinkled hard, and he even managed to restrain himself from crying at all.

The man made up his mind, grabbed the tiger talisman around his waist, and said solemnly, "Mr. Qi, this matter should not be underestimated, you have your rules, and I also have my difficulties. I hope that Mr. Qi will not interfere in this matter in the future. "

After saying this, the man's imposing manner changed completely, his clothes were swaying, his hair was shaking, and after reciting a series of obscure formulas, he finally ended with five words: "Zhenwu Mountain is welcome!"

Ma Kuxuan turned his head to look.

I saw a golden-armored god man with a height of more than ten feet descending from the sky, his fists slammed into his chest, and the sound was like thunder, saying: "Descendants of Zhenwu, what are your orders?"

"The spell here is forbidden, and I'm not good at imprisoning souls, so please help to patrol around this house. If you find the wandering soul of this old woman, gather it up, and remember not to hurt the root."

The golden-armored godman was silent for a moment, but still nodded and said, "Got the order!"

The golden light dissipated, and the divine general was nowhere to be seen.

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The kiln superintendent, Chen Songfeng, a son of the Chen family in Longwei County, was immersed in reading the archives in a spacious room, with a vermilion lacquer wooden box at his feet, and half of the box was piled with yellowed ancient books.The woman Chen Dui picked up the book from the wooden box, stood not far from the window, and slowly flipped through the pages.

The old steward of the Yamen Office was sitting on a chair in the room drinking tea, while Liu Baqiao, the sword repairman of Fengleiyuan, sat across from him and greeted the old man politely. Li Hong personally came to our yamen office and asked for a few files of the Chen family in our town, and as long as the household registration files of the last three or four hundred years, the prince nodded and agreed, and I asked Li Hong to let someone take away the file on the box. There are seventy or eighty books, and the rest of the books below are older, and they happen to be the old almanac you want, Mr. Chen. Having said that, if the government office did not require that the books be published once in summer and autumn every year, they would have given the worms a long time ago. The moths eat up."

Opponent Chen who was standing at the window did not raise his head, and asked indifferently: "I heard that the people with the surname Chen in this small town are all servants and maidservants of the four surnames and ten clans in Taoye Lane, Fulu Street. Became the sons of these wealthy families, kowtowed and knelt down for generations, how could they be arrogant when they see ordinary people in the small town?" The old steward was a little embarrassed, and the woman kept saying, "Four surnames "Ten Clans" or "Great Family", but a wealthy family that has been passed down for thousands of years, the eldest grandson of the Chen family in Longwei County, ended up sitting there like a servant, burying his head in the files without saying a word, and this A woman with the same surname Chen can feel at ease, so her true identity is long and noble, and the old and refined steward knows it on her knees.

Although the old steward didn't keep any servant girls named Chen, but he had always had a good relationship with those big surnames who were the head of the town. Aggressively crossing the Jianglong.

So after careful consideration of the words, the old man put down the ice-cracked moisturizing tea cup in his hand, and said slowly: "Miss Chen, this is also impossible, according to what an old senior in our office said in his early years, this In the small town, there were two Chen clans with different ancestors. One of them moved out of the town very early, and no direct descendants stayed in the town. I just heard vaguely that this Chen clan originally moved out of the town. At that time, it was specially reserved for the tomb keeper. It was too long ago, and the family with the surname responsible for sweeping the tomb of the Chen family and offering incense is no longer available. It's still very advanced, but unfortunately things are fickle, and after a few tossing inside and out, it gradually declines, especially in the past few hundred years. There are no more people from the Chen family who can stand on their own... No, when I think about it, there is really a single seedling left. It should be the only one who is not attached to the four surnames and ten clans among all the children of the Chen family in the small town. Dad, the skill of firing porcelain is superb, and I have received awards from the previous two supervisors, so I remember it clearly, but he died early, and now how his children are doing, I don't know. But then again , I will only say what I have seen and heard, the town is generally not bad for the descendants of the Chen family, especially the two surnames Song and Zhao. , In fact, it's almost like a family."

After talking about these old sesame and rotten millet in one breath, the old steward turned around and took a sip of tea.

Chen Du smiled and nodded: "Xue Guanshi is a sensible person, no wonder the government office runs smoothly up and down."

The old steward smiled and said: "Miss Chen is wrong. People like us only know how much we have, so we can only do our best, work hard, and work hard."

Chen Dui laughed it off, turned his eyes away, looked at Chen Songfeng who was sitting upright, and said coldly: "If it's not possible, just turn the box upside down and look at the books at the bottom. Didn't you hear what Guanshi Xue said just now? Small town For thousands of years, archives and books have only been related to another branch of the Chen family. If I remember correctly, this small town of the Chen family is related to your Chen family in Longwei County.

It can be regarded as the same distant ancestor, why, over and over again, from the beginning to the end of each genealogy, those names are either slaves or maids, is it fun? "

Chen Songfeng's forehead was oozing with fine sweat, and his lips were slightly white. He didn't dare to refute a word. He quickly got up from the chair and went to bend over the box to carry the book.

The old steward of the government office immediately straightened his back, without the slightest hint of relaxation.

Liu Baqiao really can't stand it anymore, Chen Songfeng's temperament is not fake, but he is the future owner of the Chen family in Longwei County. Baqiao said solemnly: "Chen yes, I'm not blind, I can see that Chen Songfeng is helping you now, even if you don't appreciate it, don't speak so harshly!"

Chen Songfeng quickly raised his head to wink at Liu Baqiao, who stared back with wide eyes, "Even the emperor has a few poor relatives, why is there an exception?! Well, even if someone is an exception, he can look down on others?"

straight forward.

This is the true nature of Liu Baqiao in Fenglei Garden.

Chen Songfeng's face was full of bitterness.

The old steward lowered his head and drank tea, turning a blind eye and deaf ears.

Chen Duo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It makes sense."

Now it was Liu Baqiao's turn to feel uncomfortable.

Chen Dui put down the books in his hands and put them on the table, and planned to go out to get some air. Of course, Guanshi Xue wanted to be a landlord, but this woman from the Chen family politely refused.

Chen Dui walked out of the side hall of the ya office and stood in the corridor and looked into the distance.

There is a large square outside the lobby of the government office. There is an archway facing the gate, with a large ancient character written on it.This is not uncommon. Every secular dynasty and state follows the law and seals five mountains within its jurisdiction as the Five Mountains. Must be written in archaic.

Later generations of literati poets and monks and immortals have explained this in thousands of ways. As for the real reason, I am afraid that it has long since been annihilated in the dust of history.

Chen Dui saw two figures, one big and one small, sitting on the white stone steps of the archway and whispering.

She hesitated and walked slowly.In order to avoid the suspicion of eavesdropping, when Chen Dui walked up the steps behind the two, he deliberately coughed lightly. He never thought that the two of them were talking vigorously, while the other listened carefully, as if unaware of Chen Dui's appearance. .Chen didn't care about this either. She sat generously at the farthest end of the steps. Although she sat casually, the charm emanating from her sitting posture still gave people a sense of uprightness.

One big and one small, using the orthodox Yayan mandarin of Dongbao Pingzhou, Chen Duo can understand, otherwise she would not have come to this town, but it is rather jerky to speak, so she went all the way with Chen Songfeng and Liu Baqiao. She was very taciturn. Of course, the main reason why she didn't want to talk was that she felt that she couldn't talk to Chen Songfeng and Liu Baqiao, so she was reluctant to speak.

Liu Baqiao is cynical on the surface, but he focuses on kendo in his bones, which looks interesting but is actually boring, while Chen Songfeng is dedicated to revitalizing his family style, seemingly simple but thoughtful. people.The Tao is different, and that's it.

The young man glanced at the woman who was about ten years older than him, and his impression was quite ordinary.

Chen Duan sat there quietly, without any sign of speaking.

However, at a glance before, I found that the little girl was holding a shiny emerald green gourd.

The richly-dressed teenagers and the delicate little girls like porcelain dolls are Song Jixin in Ni Ping Xiang and Tao Zi in Zhengyang Mountain.

Song Jixin and Song Changjing went to Li's house to offer condolences before, and he fell in love with the little girl as soon as he saw it, because he liked delicate and beautiful things since he was a child, and rough and simple things were not easy to see.Tao Zi also has a good eye for Song Jixin, and the two became good friends inexplicably. The key is the age difference, and they can chat together. Song Jixin didn't even feel that he was perfunctory socializing, so he finally asked his uncle. Song Changjing forced the Li family to let go, and brought Tao Zi to supervise the construction of the government office to play. Song Jixin ignored the miserable appearance of the Li family as a concubine, and took the little girl by the hand and left the gate of the Li residence.At the same time, someone sent a message to Zhigui, the maid in the small house, and asked her to find the emerald green gourd in the box and gave it to Tao Zi as a gift.

The little girl was very close to Song Jixin, and she asked coquettishly, "Brother Mianchai, you just mentioned the Xue Gong Academy in the twelve arches. Before I came here, I heard Grandpa talking about it when he was chatting with people. The cliff academy in Dali is very miserable now, do you know what is written on the torii of their cliff academy?"

Because of the last two words in Song Jixin's name, Tao Zi gave him the nickname of Big Brother Moan Chai. Song Jixin didn't care about it. At this time, he no longer cared about the woman's whereabouts. He lowered his head and smiled at the little girl. : "I don't know. I haven't been out of a small town in my life, and I haven't read a lot. After talking with you for so long, my stomach is almost empty."

The little girl sighed, "I wonder how Grandpa Ape is looking for someone outside?"

Song Jixin smiled and lowered his head to pat the hem of the brocade robe. At that moment, his eyes were complicated.

In the distance, Chen Du suddenly asked softly, "Little girl, will your gourd make a noise by itself at some point?"

The little girl turned her head, held the gourd high with both hands, smiled and squinted her eyes, showing off, "It was given to me by Brother Mianchai."

No answer.

Chen Duo could only laugh it off.

Song Jixin said casually: "Every time there is a thunderstorm, there will be a buzzing sound."

Chen Duo nodded and said, "It really is the sword-raising gourd."

Song Jixin was a little puzzled.

The little girl in Zhengyang Mountain scrambled to say: "I know, I know, we have three sword gourds in our family, my grandfather has one, and it's ugly. Yes, the size of a slap, swish swish, dozens of small flying swords will fly out. Sister Su's one is not too big or small, purple gold color, but unfortunately Sister Su is usually reluctant to take it out, so I asked many times before I touched it. , Sister Su will be hiding soon."

Chen Du explained: "Little girl, you can't blame your sister Su, the Zijin sword gourd is very rare and rare in the sword gourd, and can be ranked in the top three. It is estimated that the entire East Treasure Pingzhou is her hands. The one above, and compared to other sword-raising gourds, although the purple-gold gourd is excellent for sword-raising, the disadvantage is that it is too brittle and can be easily broken by sharp weapons.”

Tao Zi hugged the emerald green gourd again, "What about mine?"

Chen Du smiled, "It's also very precious."

The little girl tugged at Song Jixin's sleeve and said timidly, "Brother Qianchai, do you want to take it back?"

Song Jixin rubbed the little girl's head, full of pampering eyes, and laughed: "Don't say it's this little gourd, even if I still have it, I'd like to give it to you."

Chen Dui remembered an interesting incident and said: "It is said that in history, there was an auction in Tiancaidibaolou, and the finale was a sword-raising gourd vine that had never appeared before, with six small gourds on it. Fruit. It is said that Daozu personally planted seedlings in our world before he became an immortal. I don’t know that it took thousands of years to bear that bunch of small gourds, different sizes and colors, very magical.”

Song Jixin said with sincerity: "The world is full of wonders."