Sword comes

Chen Ping'an glanced at the green bamboo scabbard around the waist of the uninvited guest, pretending to be puzzled, and asked, "Swordsman?"

Holding the bamboo hat in one hand, the man patted the hilt of the knife with the other, and said with a smile, "I can't find a sword that is not suitable for me at the moment, so I have to use this instead to humiliate those who use swords in the world."

Hearing this somewhat familiar tone, Chen Pingan heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that Liu Baqiao should be able to be good friends with this man.

Behind Chen Ping'an and Li Baoping, the father and daughter walked slowly side by side, the girl Zhu Lu was a little disapproving, and sneered: "Dragon King yawns, it's really a big breath to suck in a river, Dad, this guy is Isn't there something wrong with your brain?"

Zhu He saw that there was a silver-white wine gourd hanging on the other side of the man's waist, the size of a palm, and it was smooth and shiny. What's different about the qi machine, it's just a little longer than ordinary people, but you still have to be careful. Although my father has never traveled far in his life, he heard a lot of anecdotes about the rivers and lakes from the ancestors. And the drunkard, besides that, the more you look at a character who doesn't look like a master, the less you can't take it lightly."

The girl snorted, both nervous and excited, wishing that the unremarkable man was an assassin killer, just as her fledgling whetstone.

Chen Pingan asked, "Are you looking for me?"

The man grinned and said, "I'll take you to the border of the Great Sui Dynasty. Before that, we'll walk together so that we can take care of you."

Chen Ping'an asked tentatively, "Do you know Master Ruan, the blacksmith?"

The man nodded and said, "Of course I know."

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

Before leaving the town, as one of the deals, Master Ruan promised himself that he would ensure his safety before arriving at Yefu Pass, an important military home on the Dali border.

Chen Pingan believed that Master Ruan would not break his promise, especially since this person appeared so early, he almost appeared under Master Ruan's nose, so he should not be one of the three forces of Zhengyang Mountain, Yunxia Mountain and Laolongcheng.Moreover, the timely appearance of the father and daughter Zhu He and Zhu Lu behind him also gave Chen Ping'an a lot of confidence.

However, Chen Pingan was afraid of what happened.

So he asked: "Then you accompany me to the town to see Master Ruan, and then we leave for the south? It just happened that I knew that actually going out from the east gate of the town, although there is a detour, there is a post road that is feasible. Everyone can walk, but it's faster than we can cross mountains and rivers."

The man smiled playfully: "So cautious? There's nothing like the boldness of the children of the rivers and lakes."

Chen Ping'an didn't turn his head, his eyes were fixed on the man, but he said solemnly: "Zhu He, can you let Zhu Lu take the treasure bottle back to the town first. We are not in a hurry."

Zhu He figured out the joints at once, nodded and said, "This is the best."

Then Zhu He said to his daughter: "Lu'er, you take the young lady back first. Chen Pingan and I will accompany this brother A Liang, whether it's drinking or discussing, it's not too much to meet each other."

The little girl in the red cotton jacket held by Zhu Lu didn't hesitate, she didn't cry and shout to be with her little uncle, she just pulled Chen Ping'an's sleeve and said the word "careful" softly, Then he resolutely followed Zhu Lu and left quickly. Li Baoping did not hesitate, but the maidservant, who was not afraid of tigers, was full of disappointment and hoped that she would change positions with her father.

After seeing this scene, the man rolled his eyes, took off the wine gourd, leaned on the white donkey, took a sip of wine, and sneered: "Let that little girl take that little girl to go first, After a stick of incense, the three of us will go to the town again."

Then the man raised the silver-white wine gourd in his hand, stretched out his hand and patted the back of the donkey, looked at Zhu He, and asked with a smile, "You are also a good player, don't you recognize this thing?"

He patted his head, "I forgot that your Lizhu Cave just opened, you know it's weird. It doesn't matter, we can talk slowly and spend a lot of time."

The man pointed to the old willow tree on the side of the stream, "Let's go over there and sit and talk?"

Chen Ping'an and Zhu He looked at each other and felt that it was the best, so they could just wait and see what happened.

The man led the white donkey and followed behind Chen Ping'an and Zhu He. When he reached the old willow tree, he loosened the reins and let the donkey nibble on the grass. , put on the hat again, raised the silver and white wine gourd, and was about to raise his head to fill the wine, suddenly turned his head, handed out the wine jug, and asked with a smile: "Who wants to have a sip? The Kuigang Immortal Brew with two silvers and a tael is the favorite of all the wealthy people in the Great Sui Dynasty. I have been drinking all the way north, and I have tasted no less than a hundred kinds of wine, but this Immortal Brew is the most authentic."

Chen Pingan shook his head, "I don't drink."

Zhu He also shook his head, "I haven't mastered martial arts yet, so I don't dare to drink alcohol."

The man shook his head, looked at them, and said with regret: "It turns out that he is not a man of temperament. I met a young hero not long ago, and he was really suave..."

The man suddenly found that Chen Ping'an and Zhu He looked strange, he was a little puzzled, but he didn't want to lose his master style, so he had to take a sip of wine to hide his daze.

Chen Pingan coughed lightly, and the man asked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Pingan stretched out his finger and pointed to the outermost part of the crooked-neck old willow tree.

The man frowned, turned his head to look, and saw that his legs were blocking his sight. The man's face was stiff in an instant, he raised his head suddenly, and saw a middle-aged man with a blank face, weighing at least one hundred and fifty or sixty pounds. The guy, standing lightly on the top of the willow tree, which is no thicker than thin, was so elusive that the man in the bucket hat was so frightened that he couldn't sit still, fell into the stream, and was extremely embarrassed.

The person who came was Ruan Qiong, a sage of the military. As old man Yang said, he was not interested in the movement within a thousand miles of mountains and rivers. Unless it was a provocation like Cui Yu who broke the rules, Ruan Qiong, who was dedicated to forging swords, would take action.Ruan Qiong didn't think that someone would dare to attack Chen Ping'an within a hundred miles, that would simply be hitting Ruan Qiong in the face, but the face of a soldier who built the eleventh floor, compared to the face of a dynasty, Just not heavy.Therefore, Ruan Qiong was simply too lazy to pay attention to the situation here. A young man in straw sandals and an innocent little girl were traveling far together. How could it be worth his attention?

But Ruan Qiong was distracted by something.

As soon as someone shook the object, Ruan Qiong immediately felt the majestic sword energy contained in the object, pure and vast, especially the feeling was extremely familiar, showing a sense of intimacy and sadness. Regarding this matter, Ruan Qiong was in the sect I have practiced in the door for many years, and although I have never seen it with my own eyes, I have heard of it, so I immediately rushed over from the blacksmith shop.

At this time, seeing that man's demeanor was worse than that of ordinary masters, Ruan Qiong not only did not mean to ridicule this, but instead asked a little more solemnly, "But Shenxiantai Wei and Jin?"

The man who fell into the creek slapped for a while, finally stood up straight, picked up the wine jug from the creek, took off the bamboo hat on his head and shook it, looked up at the culprit, and said angrily, "My name is A Liang. ."

Ruan Qiong stared at him condescendingly, full of scrutiny, and asked, "Can you lend me two sips of wine?"

The man threw out the wine gourd and threw it high at Ruan Qiong, "Why not? But remember to pay me back."

Ruan Qiong took the jug, took a sip of wine, and asked with a smile, "It's not five yellow wine?"

When the man heard this, he became furious and rolled his eyes: "The price has gone up."

Ruan Qiong laughed, threw the wine gourd back, and asked, "Why did you come so quickly? I thought it would take about ten days at the fastest."

The man who called himself A Liang walked ashore wetly, cursing and saying, "Can you manage it? The saint is amazing."

Ruan Qiong asked, "Would you like to go to my shop? My daughter admires you very much."

Ah Liang pointed to himself, smiled and said, "To me? Then your daughter has a good eye."

Ruan Qiong seemed to have known the absurdity of this person for a long time, and asked, "Could it be that you are in charge of Longji Mountain this time?"

A Liang waved his hand, "It's not me, there is someone else."

Ruan Qiong looked at the man in bucket hat who was not very interested, and suddenly laughed, "Could it be that on the way to the north, you met that little Taoist nun?"

Ah Liang's face was as usual, "I don't understand what you said."

Ruan Qiong sighed in his heart, no longer testing, and no more talking.

In Fengxue Temple, where Ruan Qiong was born, there was a famous sword cultivator, young and talented.When he was young, he was accepted as a closed-door disciple by an ancestor of Fengxue Temple who was traveling down the mountain, so he was very senior. When he first went up the mountain, he was only the age of the crown, and many [-]-year-old monks had to Obediently calling him Shizu, the ZTE ancestor of Fengxue Temple later failed to break the barrier, and the talents in this vein withered, and the relationship between the young Jianxiu and Fengxue Temple was even more alienated.

This person has been around the world for seven or eight years, except for the occasion of the death of his master, he only occasionally appears in the sect.I heard that he got a priceless sword-raising gourd very early, but he didn't use it to warm up the flying sword. Known as the Drunken Sword Immortal, as soon as he gets drunk, he is carried by a snow-white donkey, where the donkey goes.

Before Ruan Qiong left the Fengxue Temple, he heard that for some unknown reason, he fell in love at first sight with a young Taoist nun who was known as "the best fortune in the world". Aunt Mei had no intention of looking for a Taoist companion at all, and this matter became a mountain anecdote that caused a sensation in Aquarius.

Ruan Qiong thought about it,

"Since that's the case, I'm sorry to send them to Dali Yefu Guan."

The man nodded.

Ruan Qiong clasped his fists to say goodbye, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Only the willow branches swayed gently.

Zhu He asked cautiously, "Aliang... Senior is the immortal of Fengxue Temple?"

The man led the donkey and said lazily, "I'm not familiar with Fengxue Temple."

Zhu He smiled, not embarrassed at all.

The world's warriors may not have a good look and feel for Qi practitioners, but for the monks in Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain, they still have to give a thumbs up.

Previously, Zhu He might have thought that this man had a big temperament and a pretentious posture, but after the visit of the saint Ruan Qiong, Zhu He now looks back, and the plain-looking man in the hat is really a real person. , Immortals are hidden in the city.It is estimated that the long green bamboo scabbard sword must be a magical weapon that will shock the world as long as the sword is drawn out of the scabbard.

Ah Liang took a sip of wine to warm up, and said to Chen Pingan, "That little girl is back."

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, not only Li Baoping and Zhu Lu returned the same way, but also two familiar faces, and a mule with heavy luggage hanging on both sides.

Li Huai and Lin Shouyi.

Chen Ping'an trotted over, Li Baoping looked gloomy, and Zhu Lu said in a clear voice, "We met these two children halfway, and they said they wanted to go to Shanya Academy with the young lady to study. Our ancestors showed up and fought just now. Greetings, let me go back to you."

Chen Ping'an didn't ask who Zhu Lu's so-called ancestor was, and looked at the ghostly Li Huai and the unhappy noble son Lin Shouyi.

Li Huai stiffened his neck and said confidently, "I don't want to eat with you guys. Could it be that I'm a beggar begging for food in a small town?"

Lin Shouyi still looked cold and said, "Wealth and wealth are sought in danger."

Li Baoping snorted coldly: "You can start from the east gate and go to the academy by yourself. Why should my little uncle and I bring you two oil bottles?"

Li Huai said angrily: "Li Baoping! We are friends in adversity who have lived and died together!"

Lin Shouyi is not as rogue as Li Huai, and said frankly: "Let's not talk about the cliff academy with Li Huai, even the border of Dali can't be reached."

Chen Ping'an nodded, pressed his hand lightly on Li Baoping's head to stop her from speaking, and then asked, "Are you sure that Shi Chunjia and Dong Shuijing will not come?"

Lin Shouyi explained: "At the New Year's shop, someone will take Shi Chunjia to the capital. Dong Shuijing heard that the small town school will open again in the future, and will replace your part-time worker at the blacksmith shop."

Chen Ping'an looked at Li Baoping, Li Huai, and Lin Shouyi, three school boys, and smiled, "Then let's go together."

Ah Liang took the white donkey back from the stream, and after seeing Li Huailin guarding one, he said reluctantly, "It's fine to bring one more cute girl, but what's the matter with you two bastards?"

Li Huai yelled, "Which green onion are you?!"

Ah Liang replied without changing his face: "I am your long-lost father, dear father."

Li Huairu was struck by lightning and stared at this strange man.

Instead, the man was stunned. Could it be that this little bastard really has an unspeakable story about his parents?

Li Huai quickly changed the original dull look, twitched the corners of his mouth, squinted at the man in the bucket hat, and muttered with disgust, "Fight me?"

The man was shriveled and tutted: "Yo, the water is shallow and the little king is too much."

Li Huai clasped the back of his head with both hands and muttered, "Don't listen to the bastard chanting the scriptures."

Chen Pingan asked for no reason, "Aliang, why do you speak our town dialect?"

The man smiled and said, "You go and ask Ruan Qiong."

Chen Pingan looked at him and suddenly smiled, "Forget it."

The man pointed his finger at Chen Ping'an, and taught him, "It's not good to have such a heavy mind at such a young age."

A Liang, who claims to be a swordsman but wears a sword, and his white donkey.

Chen Ping'an and Li Baoping were carrying their own baskets, Li Huai and Lin Shouyi were empty-handed, and Zhu He and Zhu Lu and their daughter were at the back.

Seven people with different identities went south together.

Because A Liang, who came from the same place as Master Ruan, said that the road was not difficult, and he went south along the Tiefu River, and soon he could see the Daliyi Road being built day and night.

However, for the rest of the rest, A Liang was still willing to listen to Chen Ping'an's advice.

During the break, Li Huai ran to ask the man in the bucket hat. He was not afraid of life at all, and asked, "Hey! Ah Liang, is your donkey the male's female?"

The man didn't hate this kid, but he was a little annoyed, "It's none of your business."

"Can you give me a ride?"

"I'm not willing to ride myself, why do you? You really think you're my own son."

"If you give me the donkey, I'll ask my mother to remarry, how about it? Of course, if my mother doesn't agree, I can't blame me, the donkey still has to be mine."

"Fuck you and your mother!"

"Aliang, it's not me who told you, you have to change your temper from now on."

Li Huai shook his head and left with a sigh after holding his hands.

Leaving an eye-opening man with a hat.

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By the stream, the two walked to the blacksmith shop, one was Ruan Qiong, the other was an old man with white hair but a blushing face, the latter was the ancestor in the mouth of the maid Zhu Lu, one of the four surnames in the town, Mrs. Li the real backbone.

Li Baoping is such a sweetheart, and the Li family, who has high hopes for him, will of course not only let the father and daughter stay close to him. If Master Ruan didn't show up today, the well-trained Li family ancestor would escort them all the way to that place. Yefu Pass.

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Master Ruan, this person is the helper you invited from Fengxue Temple? It looks like..."

Ruan Qiong said bluntly: "It doesn't look like a master at all, but rather like a market scoundrel, right?"

Ruan Qiong said slowly: "When I took the wine gourd to drink, I checked it carefully. The sword energy in the sword raising gourd is still alive. It is indeed the true legend of Fengxue Temple. There are few people in this lineage, and Wei Jin did not like the cold temper of making friends with people. Instead, he liked to wander around the world. His temperament is a little strange, and it is easy to explain. Although there are also insidious means to successfully seize the life after killing people in the world, but Wei Jin Xiu In order to be absolutely not low, I want to successfully take away the sword raising gourd and the sword energy from him..."

Ruan Qiong laughed, "Then even if Ruan Qiong makes a move today, I won't be able to stop what that person wants to do."

The old man sighed, "You can't say that. If the three sects didn't take away the overwhelming things and the formation was still there, Master Ruan wouldn't have to be so constrained in many things."

Ruan Qiong thought for a while, "I'm going to follow the people from the Daxugou line of Fengxue Temple later, to meet up and find out about the situation, they are not far from here. It happened to be about Longji Mountain's partition of Dragon Slaying Terrace. It's hard to tell people who are in Zhenwu Mountain. During this period, if there is any accident in the town, please ask Mr. Li to find Xiuxiu and let her fly the sword and pass the book."

Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain are the ancestral families of two military families in East Treasure Pingzhou. One south and one north, the relationship between the two sides has always been good or not. Generally speaking, it belongs to the well water and does not violate the river water. Of course, at the critical moment involving the big right and the wrong, I will definitely give up the portal view. , and choose to join forces against the enemy.

Among them, Zhenwu Mountain pays more attention to the development of the secular dynasties under the mountain. There are many monks from Zhenwu Mountain in the Dali Dynasty. The fallen Lu Dynasty and the Gao family of the Da Sui all have the shadow of Zhenwu Mountain monks. , or a mid-level general with real power.

Fengxue Temple tends to stay on its own and travel to and from various ancient battlefield sites. It is a bit like a ranger on the rivers and lakes. He has excellent martial arts. When people compare Taoism and swordsmanship, most of them are forced to go to the mountain gate uninvited. If the master agrees or not, they have to fight with them and then talk about other things.However, these weird-tempered guys from Fengxue Temple don't fight for fame, let alone kill people, so even if they get beaten up by the monks of Fengxue Temple, they don't have to worry about their family scandals.

Regarding the flying sword, the old man wondered: "Master Ruan, there are also several good quality flying swords in my house..."

Master Ruan smiled and waved his hand, "It's not the same, the difference is not small."

The old man immediately understood, and said with a face: "Talking about Feijian in front of Master Ruan is ridiculous and generous."

Ruan Qiong suddenly sighed softly: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop."

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A petite but plump woman in palace dress walking in Mud Bottle Alley.

There were three people behind him, a middle-aged man with a burly stature and a resolute look.

An old man with a white face and no beard, seems to have weak eyesight, always squinting.

A young woman was carrying a long sword, and the string of golden sword spikes just curled up on her plump breast.

The woman finally stopped at the gate of Song Jixin's house and smiled, "Only Cui Yu can do such a thing as stealing Spring Festival couplets."