Sword comes

After Chen Ping'an returned to the yard, his eyelids kept jumping, his left eye jumped for money, and his right eye jumped for disaster.

So Chen Ping'an sat on the threshold and began to imagine that he was pulling the billet, his hands hanging in the air, and soon the straw sandals boy entered a state of ecstasy.Diligence is one aspect of the youth, and it is also very important to be able to cope with hunger, so Chen Ping'an has developed the habit of pulling blanks whenever he has something on his mind.The most important thing about firing porcelain is the will of God, because before the opening of the kiln, no one knows the glaze color and shape of a piece of porcelain, and whether it will meet the will or not in the end, it can only be left to fate.However, before the kiln was fired, billet drawing was undoubtedly the top priority, but Chen Ping'an was considered by old man Yao to have poor qualifications, and he mostly did some manual work of mud training. Chen Ping'an could only observe carefully and then practice on his own. Mud, pull the blank by yourself, find the feel.

The sound of the firewood door being pushed open was heard in the yard next door. It turned out that Song Jixin was returning from the school with his maid, Zhigui. , in various colors, such as suet, bean green, white lotus root and so on.This kind of worthless stone, of different sizes, can be seen everywhere in the small town's stream and beach. Among them, a bright red stone that looks like a chicken blood is the most pleasing. Mr. Qi of the school carved one for his disciple Zhao Yao. The seal, Song Jixin thinks that it is very eye-catching. He wanted to exchange things with that guy several times, but the other party refused to live or die.

Song Jixin threw a stone, not too hard, and hit Chen Ping'an on the chest, who was indifferent.

When he lost it again, this time he hit the straw sandal boy's forehead, but Chen Ping'an remained motionless.

Song Jixin was not surprised by this, crackling, seven or eight stones in a handful, all fell out one after another. Although Song Jixin intended to distract Chen Ping'an from pain, he still did not directly smash Chen Ping'an's arms and fingers. Because Song Jixin felt that it was impossible to win.

After Song Jixin threw the stone, he patted his afraid palm.Chen Ping let out a long breath, shook his wrist, ignored Song Jixin at all, thought for a while, lowered his head, and held the five fingers of his left hand like a carving knife.

The skill of jumping-knife is not considered unique among the old potters in the small town, but no matter who sees the jumping-knife technique of Lao Yaotou, he will give a thumbs up.

Lao Yaotou accepted a few apprentices, but he couldn't really satisfy the old man. When he arrived at Liu Xianyang, he thought he had found someone who could inherit the mantle.In the past, when Liu Xianyang was practicing, Chen Ping'an would squat aside and stare hard as long as he had nothing on hand.

Liu Xianyang had the best face, and only knew that Chen Ping'an was tight-lipped, so he often used Lao Yao's secret formulas to intimidate the latter, such as "If you want the line of the knife to be stable, the hand must not be rigid. In the final analysis, it is Peace of mind."

However, when Chen Ping'an asked what it meant to be stable, Liu Xianyang was caught blind.

Song Jixin watched it for a while and felt bored, so he jumped off the wall and entered the room.

The maid Zhigui stood by the wall. If she didn't stand on tiptoe, she would just show the top half of her face. Even so, it was already vaguely seen that the girl was a beautiful embryo.

She thought for a while, then stood on tiptoe gently, her eyes fell on the poor boy's surroundings, and finally found two favorite stones on the ground, one was scarlet and clear, and the other was white and lustrous. of.

She hesitated for a moment, lowered her voice, and said timidly, "Chen Pingan, can you help me pick up those two stones, I like it very much."

Chen Ping'an raised his head slowly, his hands didn't stop, he was still steady, and his eyes signaled her to wait for a moment.

Zhigui smiled sweetly, like the first green buds on the branches after spring, very beautiful.

It's just that the teenager has lowered his head and missed this moving scene.

The corners of her mouth were raised, and her eyes were full of brilliance, as if there were very tiny living creatures swimming leisurely in them.

When Chen Ping'an stopped what he was doing and asked which two stones were, the maid Zhigui's eyes returned to normal, as always, as soft as spring mud after rain.

Chen Ping'an picked up the two stones according to the direction her fingers pointed, and walked to the wall. As soon as she raised her hand, the boy with straw sandals had already placed the stones on the top of the wall.

She picked up two stones and held them tightly in her palms.

A person who deliberately seeks this thing is looking for a needle in a haystack, and it is rare to find it in ten years.

Even if people with predestined relationship are unintentional, they are like junk goods on the bad street.

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Aren't you afraid of slugs blocking your door for a long time?"

She didn't admit that her son stole other people's things, but she didn't seem to have the cheek to deny the truth, so she smiled and didn't speak.

There was a mother and son living in Mud Bottle Lane. The two of them were invincible in the town, and only Song Jixin could compete with them.Among them, the children are particularly naughty. They have two slugs hanging all year round. They like to go to the beach to fish for fish and pick up stones.Song Jixin just likes to provoke this little thorn, and goes to pick up a few pebbles every three days. He can't see it for a day or two, but Song Jixin can't stand it often. It can fry, like a little wild cat stepping on its tail. If he can scold outside the courtyard for an hour, his mother will never persuade him. Instead, he will fan the flames and deliberately find that Song Jixin is the former superintendent. The matter of the official's illegitimate child made Song Jixin so angry several times that he almost went out with a bench to fight.

Suddenly, a sharp voice sounded, "Song Jixin Song Jixin, come and catch the adulterer, your maid and Chen Ping'an are flirting with each other, obviously they are hooking up! You don't care about your housemaid, maybe tonight she I went over the wall and knocked on Chen Ping'an's door! Hurry up and get out, tsk tsk tsk, Chen Ping'an's hand touched that little girl's face, you didn't see it, Chen Ping'an laughed so disgustingly..."

Song Jixin didn't show up at all, and shouted directly in the room: "What is this, I saw Chen Ping'an pulling and pulling with your mother last night. After I bumped into it, Chen Ping'an took his paw from your mother's collar. It's your mother's fault for pulling it out, she's so spectacular and full, poor Chen Ping'an is sweating from exhaustion..."

Someone in the alley kicked the door of Song Jixin's courtyard fiercely, and said angrily: "Song Jixin, come out, singled out! You lose, you give me Zhigui as a maid, and feed me, make a bed, and wash my feet every day! If I lose, I will give Chen Ping'an to you as a handyman, how about it? I will ask you if you dare, anyway, whoever dares will be a tortoise!"

Inside the house, Song Jixin said lazily, "Let's go cool off! You dad, I've flipped through the almanac, it's not suitable to beat my son today, Gu Can, you are lucky!"

The children outside the house slammed on the door, "Zhigui, you are so embarrassed to follow such a cowardly young master. You should run away with Liu Xianyang. Anyway, the stupid big guy looked at you like he was going to eat you."

The maid, Chikyu, turned around and walked towards the house.

Inside the house, Song Jixin was carefully wiping a green gourd. It was an old object of unknown age and one of the "family properties" left by Mr. Song. There was a humming sound inside the gourd, but after Song Jixin took off the lid, no matter how much he shook it, nothing slipped out. He poured water into it, filled it with sand, and poured out water and sand, not much at all. Not much.Song Jixin really had nothing to do, plus he was once kissed by Gu Can's stubborn mother outside the door, an illegitimate child born to a mother and no father, and was so upset by the scolding that Song Jixin took a knife to the gourd. Slashing, the result made the boy stunned, the blade has been rolled over, the gourd is still intact, and there is not a trace of it left.

A letter that was burned by Song Jixin in the early years wrote: "The gold, silver and copper coins moved by the government to the small courtyard will ensure that you, master and servant, will have no worries about food and clothing. In your spare time, you can collect some antiques that you like to see. You should cultivate your temperament. Although the town is small, coarse grains can nourish the stomach, books can nourish the qi, the scenery can nourish the eyes, and the loneliness can nourish the heart. From today, do your best to obey the destiny, and the dragon will be in the deep, and there will be blessings in the future.”

Although Song Jixin resents that man, but he has money without spending a fortune. In a small town with simple folk customs, it is difficult to be generous. Over the years, Song Jixin has really liked the business of collecting junk. A large red lacquer box is full, full of eccentric things like emerald gourds.It's just that Song Jixin has a mysterious and mysterious intuition. There is a large box, various kinds, and more than [-] objects. This gourd is the most valuable, and then there is a rusted purple gold bell. When it shakes, he clearly sees the hanging hammer hitting the inner wall. , it should have made a crisp sound, but it was silent, making Song Jixin both horrified and surprised.Finally, there is a simple teapot signed as "Mandrill", and the rest of the objects, Song Jixin likes it superficially, and cannot be called love at first sight.

The child named Gu Can stood outside the door, scolding, full of anger.

After a while, the scolding stopped abruptly.

Then Chen Pingan saw that guy suddenly pushed open the door of his courtyard, his face panicked. After locking the door, he squatted beside the door, constantly winking at himself and asking himself to squat beside him.

Chen Ping'an didn't know what to do, but he ran to the child's side, crouched down, and asked softly, "Gu Can, what are you doing? Are you making your mother angry again?"

child pumping hard

He sniffled and said in a low voice: "Chen Pingan, let me tell you, just now I met a strange person, the white bowl in his hand can pour water out all the time, look, it's only such a big bowl, I'm I saw him pouring water for an hour with my own eyes! When that guy passed by the entrance of our Niping Lane just now, he seemed to have stopped. Didn’t he see me? It’s terrible..."

The child gestured the size of the white bowl with both hands, then patted his chest, and said with emotion: "It really scared Song Jixin's father to death."

Chen Pingan asked, "You mean the storyteller under the locust tree?"

The child nodded vigorously, "No, the old man doesn't have a lot of strength on his hands, and I can't even lift it, but that broken bowl is really scary, very scary!"

The child suddenly grabbed Chen Ping'an's arm, "Chen Ping'an, I really didn't lie to you this time! I can swear that if I lie to you, Song Jixian will die!"

Chen Pingan raised a finger and made a silent gesture.

The child immediately shut up.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, which gradually sounded and gradually fell.

One thing falls one thing.

The child who was not afraid of heaven and earth at first sat on the ground, stretched out his hand and wiped his face indiscriminately, his face turned pale, it was obvious that this slug named Gu Can was really scared to death.

The child asked suddenly, "Chen Pingan, isn't that guy going to my house? What should I do?"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly, "I'll go back to your house to see if I accompany you?"

The child was probably waiting for Chen Ping'an's words, and suddenly got up and sat down again, crying and saying: "Chen Ping'an, my legs are weak and I can't walk."

Chen Ping'an stood up, bent down and grabbed the child's back neckline, carried the child in one hand, opened the latch with the other, and walked out of the yard.

The child's house is not far from here, only a hundred or so steps away. Sure enough, Gu Can saw that the old man was in his yard, and his mother even brought a stool for the old man.

At that moment, the child felt that the sky was falling, so he chose to hide behind Chen Ping'an and let the tall man up.

Chen Ping'an did not disappoint the child either, and protected him intentionally or unintentionally.

When the bear boy Gu Can held Chen Ping'an's cuff, he immediately became full of arrogance for no reason.

The old man didn't care about it. He sat on the bench and thought about it for a while. The white bowl in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

Gu Can's legs immediately became weak again, and the whole person hid behind Chen Ping'an, trembling with fear.

The old man glanced at the strangely calm country woman, then at the boy with straw sandals frowning, and finally said to the shrunken child, "Little baby, do you know what's in your water tank?"

The child shouted behind Chen Ping'an: "What else can I have? The fish, shrimp and crabs I touched from the stream, and the loach and eel that I caught in the field! If you like it, take it away, you're welcome..."

The child's voice is getting lower and lower, obviously lack of confidence.

The woman stroked her hair on the temples, looked at Chen Pingan, and said softly, "Peace."

Chen Pingan understood what she meant, rubbed Gu Can's head, then turned and left.

In the depths of the woman's eyes, there was a hint of guilt for this straw-shoe boy.

She abandoned her distracting thoughts, turned her head and asked the old man, "This immortal master who has come from a long way, should you buy or grab this opportunity?"

The old man shook his head and smiled: "Buy? I can't afford it. Grab it? I can't take it either."

The woman also shook her head, "It was like this before, but it may not be in the future."

The old man, who was originally in a relaxed state of mind, heard this, as if struck by lightning, he suddenly waved his sleeves, and his five fingers moved like flying.

The old man sighed and said, "Why is this!"

The woman's face was indifferent, and she sneered: "Xianchang thinks that there are many good people in this small town?"

The old man stood up and looked deeply at the ignorant child, as if he had made a big decision. With a flick of his wrist, the white bowl reappeared.

The old man walked to the half-person-height large water tank and quickly scooped a bowl of water from the water tank.

Although the woman pretended to be calm, her palms were actually full of sweat.

The old man sat back on the stool and waved to Gu Can, "Little baby, come and take a look."

The child looked at his mother, and she nodded, her eyes full of encouragement.

After the child approached, the old man blew lightly on the water surface in the bowl, and the ripples burst.

The old man smiled and said, "Open your mouth."

At the same time, the old man rubbed it casually, and felt a locust leaf from somewhere on the child's body.

The two fingers are twisted, but they are not firmly grasped.

The child snorted subconsciously.

The old man flicked his fingers, and the green locust leaf fell into the child's mouth.

The child was stunned on the spot, and then found that there was nothing strange in his mouth.

The old man didn't give him a chance to ask, and pointed to the white bowl held in his palm, "Look carefully at what's there."

Gu Can's eyes widened and he looked intently. First, he saw an extremely tiny black spot, then gradually turned into a slightly conspicuous black line, and finally grew slowly, as if it had turned into a small khaki loach. In the ripples on the water surface of the bowl, he rolled happily.

The child with a cloudy mind suddenly had a bright light and exclaimed: "I remember it! It's me from Chen Ping'an..."

The woman slapped her son in the face and said angrily, "Shut up!"

The old man was not surprised by this, and said indifferently: "My cultivator, in order to prove longevity, is outrageous. This fight is nothing. Don't be so nervous, it should be your son's, you can't escape, it shouldn't be that young man, I can't stand it either."

This child named Gu Can weighs less than [-] pounds.

But the weight of its "roots" is incredible.

Therefore, when this old man with supernatural powers, who had previously performed an ancestral secret technique and weighed his bones, naturally couldn't carry Gu Can.

This is the premise of his apprenticeship.

Otherwise, a three-year-old child, holding gold to cross the market, is not asking for a dead end?

The old man smiled casually, but his eyes were cold, and he said slowly: "Of course, even if it was the boy originally, so what? Now that the old man is in charge of himself, it is not his."

The child was silent, his teeth chattering.

The woman was relieved.

The old man put on his kind and kind face again, "Son, this bowl contains the whole river, and now there is a small Jiaojiao. From now on, you are my direct disciple."

"The old man is a 'true monarch', and he is only half a step away from being the ancestor of 'kaizong'. Although he is the next sect... In short, you will naturally understand the importance of the four words "true monarch" and "kaizong" in the future."

The old man laughed and said, "It will only be heavier than this bowl of river water."

The child suddenly cried, "This is not right! It belongs to Chen Pingan!"

The woman was so embarrassed that she raised her arms high, and she wanted to teach this foolish son who was blinded by lard.

The old man waved his hand, smiled, and wrote lightly: "It's not all bad things to have such a heart."

The child lowered his head and wiped away tears and snot with the back of his hands.

The woman looked quietly at the old man.

The old man smiled knowingly and nodded.

People in the same way, everything is silent.

After the child raised his head, his mother, and the half-way master who fell from the sky inexplicably, were already smiling faintly.

The child turned his head, and when Chen Ping'an left, he did not forget to close the courtyard door.

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The town is like a crop field, catching up with the big year and the harvest season.

However, some people are just a barnyard grass mixed in the rice, and they will never get a second glance if they are seen once.

For example, the boy with straw sandals walking alone in the mud bottle alley.