Sword of Coming

This flying sword no longer looks like a vulgar silver ingot. Except for being extremely small, it is no different from a sword. However, it is between illusion and reality, crystal clear and full of fairy spirit.

Under the morning glow, the small and exquisite flying sword shone with layers of halo, making it dazzling.

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a long time, and finally said: "Why, it's New Year, you want to run out and take a breath? Why, you Feijian also pay attention to celebrating the New Year?"

The tip of its sword moved slightly and slowly rotated.

Chen Pingan's heartstrings were tense and he was ready to escape at any time.

After it turned once, the tip of the sword was slightly raised and the hilt dropped, as if it was getting to know this somewhat strange world.

The sound of a child in green clothes getting up and yawning came from the room. The flying sword swung past Chen Pingan's eyebrows. The speed was so fast that its afterimage was still there, dragging out a line as thin as a long rope in the air. The brilliance was far beyond Chen Pingan's imagination. There was no way to hide. The next moment, Chen Pingan felt a chill in his eyebrows. He stretched out his hand to touch it. Not only did the flying sword not make a hole, there was not even the slightest mark.

It's easy to slip into the body and return to the acupoints.

It's like a land swordsman wielding his sword to clear the way on the battlefield, as if he's entering an uninhabited land.

Chen Pingan planned to go back and ask Miss Ruan whether all flying swords in the world were so mysterious.

Over at the door, an eager kid in Tsing Yi, holding a large bundle of bamboo tubes that he had prepared in his arms, stepped out of the threshold together with the sleepy girl in pink skirt. He kicked her lightly, and the girl in pink skirt quickly patted her. These were new clothes that the master bought for her, and then she glared at him, "What are you doing?"

The boy in green stood in the yard and sighed: "Are you stupid? As a fire python, you are innately proficient in fire magic, so why don't you hurry up and light the firecrackers?"

The girl in pink skirt blinked her eyes, so it turns out that fire magic can be used in this way?

Along the way, the master always made the fire by himself when cooking rice and making soup, even on rainy or snowy nights, so she never thought about this.

Chen Ping'an never mentioned it, and she never thought of it. The boy in green was probably too lazy to say anything.

With the partnership of two little guys, they lit firecrackers and bid farewell to the old year.

Soon, the sound of firecrackers was heard elsewhere in Mud Bottle Alley, echoing from afar.

The kid in green was having fun, and the girl in pink skirt waited until the last bamboo knot was burned, then went to the house to get a broom and prepared to sweep the floor. Chen Pingan took the broom with a smile, held it upright against the wall. It turns out that according to the custom of Longquan Town, on the first day of the first lunar month, every household will stand on their broomsticks, indicating that they will not do anything today but rest.

Chen Pingan stood by the wall, looking at the deserted yard next door, with mixed emotions. He hesitated for a moment, then went to get an extra Spring Festival couplet and two blessing characters from his home, and went to the next door to paste them up.

The boy in green clothes smiled and asked, "Are you a very close friend of the master?"

Chen Pingan said softly: "I hope it's not an enemy."

Returning to his yard, Chen Pingan stood in the alley at the door, looking at the two painted door gods on the door, one civil and one military, holding a jade tablet and an iron mace. Chen Pingan thought it was strange. In the past, small towns sold goods at the New Year's Eve. There are all kinds of paper door gods. In addition to civil and military door gods, there are also many "gods" including the God of Wealth. But this year, all the door gods in the town follow this rule. I heard from the shopkeeper that it is the rule set by the government office, and in the future The newly built Confucian Temple and Wu Temple in the town, the golden masters enshrined in it are the two people painted on the paper.

Chen Ping'an thought of what Old Man Yang had said, and his feelings became deeper and deeper.

Chen Pingan swept away the gloom in his mind and sat in the yard to bask in the sun without thinking about anything.

The girl in pink skirt continued to sit on the small bench and ate melon seeds. The boy in green clothes clasped his hands behind his back and walked in circles in the yard. He was full of ambitions and shouted that he would practice more diligently this year and must impress the master and silly girl. Then at the end of the year, he You can walk sideways in the town without fear of any bullshit swordsman in the eighth or ninth level.

At the end of the sentence, the boy in green said with a flattering smile: "Master, as long as you give me a few better snake gallstones, let alone the end of the year, tomorrow I will be able to defeat all the invincible opponents in the town. Then, master, you can take me to the streets." Go bully men and dominate women, be like the lawless local tyrants and evil gentry, drag them to Mud Bottle Lane whenever you see a pretty girl, hahahahaha, sir, don’t you feel happy just thinking about it?!”

Chen Pingan grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the girl in pink skirt, nodded and said, "As long as you are happy."

The longing smile of the boy in green suddenly collapsed, and he sat next to Chen Pingan with a long sigh. He and the girl in pink skirt were on the left and right, like two little door gods, but he felt that the first day of the New Year this year did not get off to a good start. , it was a bit unlucky, so he took out an ordinary snake gallstone, bit it and ate it, so he could only get a good fortune for himself.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an suddenly took out two exquisite small bags from his sleeves, which were among the New Year's goods sold at his Qilong Lane shop. He handed them to both of them and joked: "Take both of them, the master gave them to you." Lucky money.”

The boy in green didn't think there would be any surprise, but when he opened it, his eyes couldn't be more round. It turned out to be an excellent snake gallstone, as colorful as the sunset.

The one on the hand of the girl in pink skirt is also an excellent snake gallstone.

The boy in green saw clearly at that time that apart from the eighty or ninety ordinary stones, after Chen Pingan returned to the ancestral house, there were still eleven priceless snake gallstones left in the package, and he gave them to each of them at once. Two pills, that means four pills were gone. Now that I took out two more pills, wouldn't it mean that half of them were gone in a flash?

Chen Ping'an, do you really think you are a good fortune-giving boy?

Although he tightly held the snake gallstone in his hand, the boy in green couldn't help but reminded him: "Master, if you give away things like this, you won't be able to save a rich family. What will you do if you get a wife in the future?"

The girl in the pink skirt held the "New Year's money" in both hands, lowered her head and remained silent, with tears falling down her pink and white face.

The boy in green was squirming and couldn't help but ask: "Master, aren't you afraid that if I eat these three snake gallstones, my cultivation will skyrocket, and as a result, master, you will never be able to catch up with me in this life?"

Chen Pingan asked back: "If you had a friend and he lived well, would you be happy?"

The kid in green clothes nodded and said: "Of course I'm happy. The friends and brothers I make in this life are not the kind that I just talk about."

Chen Pingan asked again: "Would you be happy if your friend lived a much better life than you?"

The boy in green was hesitant.

Chen Pingan chewed melon seeds and said with a smile: "I will be happier."

At this moment, the boy in Tsing Yi felt a little dazed. He suddenly felt that the world he had been involved in for hundreds of years was not the same as Chen Pingan at all. Was his world too deep? Or is Chen Ping'an's world too shallow?

After Chen Pingan said it, he didn't think much about it. It was just a casual chat.

On the other hand, the boy in green clothes was always depressed, and the girl in pink skirt was also a little silent after receiving the stone.

Chen Ping'an felt a little regretful. Could it be that this new year's money was given to the wrong person? Or should it be sold later?

Sad.

In this Mud Bottle Lane, Song Jixin Zhigui, Gu Can and his mother left, but a new family appeared. Years ago, they took the initiative to take out a copy of the ancestral house deed and ran it to Longquan. The county government, the government office also wants to do a careful inspection, because now the town has a lot of money, and there are many people from outside who want to squeeze in. Even if they can't buy a house, they are willing to rent a house here, so The county government office wanted to be cautious and not let cunning people take advantage of the situation.

But soon, Wu Yuan, who was promoted from the first magistrate of Longquan County to the first prefect of Longquan County, committed suicide in person and went to the county government office to take over the entire matter.

Soon there was a young man named Cao Jun in Mu Ping Alley. His ancestors moved away from here, and now he has returned to his hometown to work hard.

Cao Jun lived in seclusion and almost never showed up. Neighbors were quite curious about this. Because of the establishment of the mountain and the establishment of the mansion, many local people in the town were involved, and regulations were announced one after another from the county government and the county government, which really revealed something in the world. The people of Longquan had no choice but to believe in the matter of immortals. At first, they also speculated that Cao Jun, who was handsome and different from ordinary people, could be one of the immortals. But when he looked back, he thought, he was an immortal living in Mud Bottle Lane? It's too worthless.

Then today two strangers came to Mud Bottle Alley.

A rich old man with a green silk rope in his hand and a young man with a long sword behind him walked towards Mubo Alley and walked in from the house of Gu Can's family, so they passed by Song Jixin and Chen Ping'an's family. The courtyard had low walls. The old man glanced at the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt with a playful smile.

The girl in the pink skirt was a little confused and didn't take it seriously. The boy in green looks careless, but he is actually praying silently in his heart. Is he another old god or monster?

The young swordsman smiled and extended his hand to say hello: "Chen Pingan, we meet again."

Chen Ping'an stood up, opened the courtyard door, and asked with a smile: "Are you coming to our place to pay New Year greetings?"

The young swordsman shook his head and said: "There are some things to deal with, but it's okay to say New Year's greetings by the way."

The old man smiled and said: "I heard that it was you who caused the roof of my ancestral house to be trampled by a mountain ape, and then you helped pay for the repairs?"

The family elder of sword cultivator Cao Jun?

Chen Pingan's heart tightened and he apologized: "Old sir, I'm sorry, this is really my fault."

The old man waved his hand and said, "I know it well. It's such a dilapidated house. If it doesn't be repaired, it will definitely collapse on its own. What kind of apology should you make? It should be our Cao family who wants to thank you. That guy Cao Jun wanted to steal your things before. Right? Don’t worry, I’ll teach him a lesson right away...Haha, I forgot to say, happy new year, happy new year.”

At the end of the speech, the amiable old man actually took the initiative to clasp his fists and cup his hands, shaking them slightly as a New Year greeting.

Chen Pingan quickly returned the gift.

The young swordsman frowned and took a step forward calmly, just standing between the old man and Chen Ping'an. He put his arm around the latter's shoulders, walked towards the courtyard door with a smile, turned to the old man and said: "Mr. Cao, you go back first." Home, I’ll pay you a visit later.”

The old man narrowed his eyes and nodded, not caring about this, and slowly left alone. After several hundred years, he finally returned to his old place.

The two painted door gods on the courtyard gate, after Chen Pingan and the young swordsman crossed the threshold, the little aura that could not be seen by the naked eye had disappeared.

After the young swordsman entered the door, he said softly: "From now on, when walking around the world, hold your fists and salute. Remember that a man needs to hold his left hand with his right hand. This is called Jibai. Otherwise, it is a taboo and it is easy to cause trouble for the other party."

Chen Pingan suddenly looked at the young swordsman, and he seemed to say casually: "Just keep these details in mind."

There were only three small benches in the house, so the girl in the pink skirt quickly gave them up. The young swordsman didn't sit down in a hurry and said with a smile: "I'm here on the first day of the new year. It's shameless to be empty-handed, so I'll just give you two small trinkets."

He stretched out his hand, and there were two wordless jade tablets stacked on top of each other, but the four corners of the jade tablets were engraved with the unique cloud pattern of the Song Dynasty. "They are called Taiping Wushi tablets. They can be hung around your waist at ordinary times. It will be of some use to settle here in the future. If you travel far away, it will be more convenient to travel in the territory of Dali."

The boy in green was a little greedy because he knew how precious this thing was.

The girl in pink skirt didn't know what was going on. She just looked at Chen Ping'an. Whether she would accept it or not would depend on her master's wishes.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Take it."

After the girl in pink skirt and the boy in green took over, they both bowed to the young swordsman to thank him.

The young swordsman gave the meeting gift and immediately left.

Chen Ping'an didn't know how to retain her, so she had no choice but to send him to the gate of the hospital.

Over at the Cao family's old house, the rich man stood next to the pool in the house. On the opening of the roof patio, sat a red fox. Cao Jun was sitting on the chair with his arms crossed, looking askance at his ancestor, and said hello. Too lazy to fight.

After the young swordsman walked in, the old man smiled and asked, "You have a good relationship with that boy?"

The young swordsman smiled and said: "With Mr. Cao's cultivation and status, he would actually attack a young man from a back alley?"

Cao Xi laughed and said: "It's just a small punishment. At most, it's just a year of bad luck haunting the family. It's nothing. Even ordinary people with a little more ancestral shadow and a little stronger yang energy can withstand it. Besides, you Why don't you try to get in the way and help the young man get rid of that disaster?"

The young swordsman shook his head and stopped talking.

The world is so absurd. Xie Shi is also a big man who came out of Lizhu Cave. He has a loyal character and his reputation has spread to several continents. He is recognized as a master. He can stand out in Juluzhou, where swordsmen are everywhere and Taoism is in decline. He is expected to become one. A heavenly king with so much weight that even Xie Shi's hostile monks would admire him. On the other hand, Cao Xi has an eccentric personality and a bad reputation. He is said to be mean and ungrateful. It is just because of the good opportunities that he has climbed up the ranks and is unstoppable.

But it happened that Cao Xi, a swordsman born in Yeluzi, now chose to stand in the same camp as Da Li, and Xie Shi was about to do something not very honorable.

Cao Jun stood up and said with a smile: "I know you are Xu Ruo of the Moh family. You have traveled around the world for many years in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and you are very famous. You are known as the dragon in the world. I think the reason why the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Aquarius Continent are so perennial I live in the world and don’t like to stay in the mountains. Maybe I’m learning from you when you were young.”

The swordsman thought of the high-spirited young swordsman from Fengxue Temple, shook his head and said with a smile, "He didn't learn from me."

Cao Xi suddenly remembered something, jumped into the dry pool, and turned over a bluestone slab. There was a rusty ordinary copper coin hidden inside. The world-famous land swordsman laughed heartily and put the copper coin into his sleeve. , tutted: "Good sign, good sign."

Cao Xi raised his head and looked at the young swordsman, "Let me see, the broken natal porcelain was the fault of you, Dali and Longquan, which led to the mistake, but Dali made compensation at the beginning. , the other party also accepted it. Logically speaking, this matter should be settled and settled, but now the buyer went behind the scenes step by step, and finally moved out the big Bodhisattva Xie Shi to scare people, and the matter was not done well. Authentic, quite unsophisticated. In fact, it is easy to solve. Beat Xie Shi to death in one go. With me here, you here, and the saint Ruan Qiong, the three of us join forces. Not only will Xie Shi lose, but he will not be able to escape even if he wants to. Thank you If you are seeking death yourself, you cannot blame others."

The young swordsman asked: "Even if Xie Shi is killed, this shattered and falling Li Zhudongtian will be completely destroyed. What will we do in Dali?"

Cao Xi stood talking without pain in his back, "The effect of killing a Xie Shi and knocking on the mountain to shake the tiger is so good, it is no less than building a white jade capital."

The young swordsman said nothing.

Cao Xi continued to confuse people, "Aren't you Li people going south soon? After killing Xie Shi, look at the old bastards in the Ten Realms and the Upper Five Realms in Sui Dynasty. How many will be left by then? I dare you The bet will never exceed one hand. If I, Cao Xi, lose, leave all the extra bastards to me to deal with, how about that?"

The young swordsman asked doubtfully: "You and Xie Shi have a deep hatred?"

Cao Xi shook his head and said: "No, I'm just a fellow countryman. I'm not of the same generation as him. We've never met each other. There's no dispute between our ancestors. I just can't stand Xie Shi bullying Dali based on his cultivation. , I have forgotten my roots so much, I am from Da Li after all, so I don’t care about the kindness of raising him, and I am going against Da Li. I, Cao Xi, don’t like this kind of person.”

"Fuck your mother's stinky fart!"

The flaming red fox on the roof revealed the secret and said with a sneer: "The mellow Chen family of Nanbosu Continent was one of the branches of the Middle Earth Divine Continent in those days. The real Chen family has never dealt with the Taoists. I beat a Xie to death." In fact, it is the biggest betrothal gift in the world, not to mention marrying a pure-blooded daughter of the Chen family to Cao Jun, it doesn't matter if the Zhongtu family marries another woman to Cao Xi."

"You're such a talkative mother-in-law." Cao Xi cursed with a smile, raised her hands and waved her sleeves.

The flaming red fox exploded and turned into powder.

The time it took for it to return to its complete original appearance was obviously much longer than before being torn apart by Cao Jun's flying sword.

It lifted up a tile and threw it at Cao Xi as fast as thunder, then turned around and ran away.

Cao Xi gently caught the tile, threw it up, and threw it back to its original position.

In fact, the tile was in pieces.

A Mohist hero named Xu Ruo rejected Cao Xi's suggestion, "This kind of thing is not something I can decide on my own."

Cao Xi rolled his eyes and said: "Then who among you Dali can make the decision?"

Xu Ruo smiled and said: "Your Majesty the Emperor, the vassal king Song Changjing, and the state counselor Cui Chan, these are the three."

Cao Xi said angrily: "Well, here comes one. What's the point of you Xu Ruo coming here and just watching the show without taking action? Since Xie Shi dares to come alone this time, he must have something to rely on. Just in case, the three of us join forces We will let him run away, and when the time comes, let him achieve his goal and let him run back to Juluzhou. By then, the three of us wretches, plus your Da Li Song family, will all be finished!"

Xu weakly nodded and said, "It will come."

Cao Xi fell silent for a moment.

Because he always likes to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart, he is very afraid that Da Li will deal with Xie Shi and then deal with him.

What's more, the Song family of Dali is not a gentleman.

A true gentleman, a guy who was more powerful than Cao Xi and Xie Shi, was already dead.

Just die here.

Of course, it is no wonder that the Dali Dynasty was not upright in this matter, and it is no wonder that the Emperor of the Song Dynasty acted like a coward.

But Cao Xi just felt it was too unlucky and unlucky.

On the way here, he received intelligence information from Da Li about Li Zhu Cave, which mentioned the collapse of his ancestral home for repairs, which made Cao Xi even more unhappy.

If Mr. Chen, a pure scholar, hadn't opened his mouth, he would not have been willing to be a dragon crossing the river at all.

Especially since Cao Xi still hasn't figured out where Qi Jingchun's fatal match lies, which makes him feel uncomfortable as soon as he enters Longquan County.

Therefore, he hopes that Xie Shi's death can seduce him. Even if the worst outcome is expected, there will still be the Song family of Dali, the saint Ruan Qiong, the Fengxue Temple behind him, and the Chen family behind him, and the Confucian Chen family behind him. Chen, a native of China, will share the risks together.

Wealth and wealth are found in danger.

It's the same up and down the mountain.

The old residence of the Xie family is in Taoye Lane, and the descendants of the family are not prosperous. By this generation, the family has actually fallen into decline. If the long-browed boy had not become Ruan Qiong's registered disciple, he would have had to sell the ancestral home to make ends meet. Dismal situation.

A middle-aged man started knocking on the door.

A girl opened the door and asked, "Who are you?"

The man replied seriously: "It's your ancestor."

The girl with pretty features seemed graceful, but in fact she had a fierce temper. She immediately said angrily: "You are on the first day of the Chinese New Year, why do you curse people when you open your mouth? Do you believe I can beat you with a broom?"

The man's expression was as usual, "Go and look through the genealogy and find the Jiaxu version. There will be a person named Xie Shi in it, that's me. The word 'Shi' is missing a little."

After burning incense, everyone in the Xie family knelt on the ground outside the family ancestral hall.

Xie Shi ignored the frightened younger members of the family, pushed open the door of the ancestral hall without saying a word, went in and burned three sticks of incense.

Then he said in a deep voice: "The one with longer eyebrows than ordinary people can come in and burn incense. Everyone else should go back. Anyway, the ancestors will get angry when they see you and don't need you to burn incense."

A woman outside the ancestral hall was full of surprise and burst into tears with excitement. She grabbed the arm of her son beside her and covered her mouth with one hand to prevent herself from crying.

The long-browed boy took a deep breath. After his mother let go of her hand, he stood up, crossed the threshold of the ancestral hall with trepidation, and walked towards the back figure step by step.

On the post road outside the town, a carriage was driving slowly.

The coachman was Liu Yu, who had stopped a certain swordsman in Qidun Mountain. Sitting in the carriage was an elegant old man who looked like an old master, and a girl with naturally cold and sharp eyebrows.

Cui Cheng, the national teacher, and Zhigui, the palace maid.

Or should we say Lao Cui Chan and Wang Zhu?

In the small courtyard, the child in green clothes began to hold his head and cry again.

Why is this small town at the bottom of the mountain so annoying? It’s only the first day of the new year, and there are two powerful characters who can’t tell the difference. I think with my knees and butt, I know they are the kind who can kill me with one punch. Terrible person. The boy in Tsing Yi always felt that he had seen big winds and waves before, but now that he was here, he realized that the winds and waves before were nothing compared to the small puddle in Mud Bottle Alley outside the door.

He began to sincerely admire Chen Ping'an. It was not easy to be alive today! Sure enough, he would not be a simple person to be his master. No wonder he had such a cruel disciple by his side.

So the boy in Tsing Yi grabbed Chen Ping'an's hand with tears in his eyes and said from the bottom of his heart: "Master, I will definitely treat you better in the future."

Chen Ping'an pushed his head away and said with a smile: "You are the most afraid of trouble. Do you want to be embarrassed?"

The boy in Tsing Yi looked at the heartless silly girl from the corner of his eye. He felt that he was quite embarrassed, so he silently sat back on the bench and sulked.

The girl in the pink skirt was indeed more generous than him. She couldn't put it down while holding the delicate and gentle piece of Tai Ping Wu Shi.

Of course, the one with the biggest heart is their master Chen Pingan.

He moved out pieces of bamboo slips with words engraved on them and placed them on the low yellow mud wall between the two courtyards, so as to display the slips.