Sword of Coming

Chen Ping saw azure robed girl again, she was silently following a middle-aged man behind her, lowering her head and nibbling on a scallion egg pancake.

The man looked unlovable.

After seeing Chen Ping, the man stopped and asked: “Are you the guy I chased away last time?”

The man’s back was knocked hard and hit the “wall” azure robed girl. After looking up, she looked blank. Suddenly she saw Chen Ping. She just wanted to laugh, suddenly turned her back to Chen Ping, and the girl hurriedly wiped the corners of her mouth.

Chen Ping held back his laugh, and nodded to the man: “Hello, Master Ruan.”

It seems that the girl is probably Master Ruan’s daughter.

But the looks of the father and daughter are really different, and fortunately they don’t.

The man Chen Ping called Master Ruan was the blacksmith who moved to the south creek not long after he arrived in the town. He continued to ask, “Why didn’t Liu Xianyang go to strike the iron in the past 2 days?”

Chen Ping was just about to help Liu Xianyang explain that the man had coldly said: “Go and tell that kid, if you don’t see his uncle again today, you won’t have to go to my shop tomorrow.”

Chen Ping hurriedly said: “Master Ruan, something urgent happened to his house…”

The man interrupted the young man and said unceremoniously: “That’s his business, it’s my shit?!”

Chen Ping was not a person who was good at speech. He was stunned on the spot, his face flushed with anxiety, and he didn’t know how to speak, for fear that he would not help. Master Ruan’s straightforward temper, he has personally experienced it.

azure robed girl tried to help Chen Ping say something nice, but the man who knew her daughter Mo Ruo’s father taught in advance: “Eat your cake!”

The aggrieved girl suddenly quickened her pace, stepped fiercely on the back of the man’s instep, and then there was wind under her feet, and disappeared instantly.

The man sighed, put Chen Ping aside, and moved on.

Chen Ping also sighed and ran to the early shop to buy a cage of 6 steamed buns and rushed to Mud Bottle Alley.

When I arrived at my house, I saw Liu Xianyang squatting on the wall, half of his body leaning toward the Song Jixin’s yard, eavesdropping attentively.

Chen Ping sometimes feels that Liu Xianyang indeed preserves a beating.

He had to remind him: “I just saw Master Ruan, and asked you to go to the forge to help today, and said that if I can’t see you today, I will fire you.”

Liu Xianyang absent-mindedly said: “What anxious, I am a nimble and hard-working apprentice who is hard to find with a lantern. Master Ruan just speaks harshly. It doesn’t matter if I go again tomorrow.”

Chen Ping shook his head and said: “I’m sure Master Ruan has absolutely no cracking a joke.”

Liu Xianyang said irritably: “Go in a while, don’t delay me from doing business.”

Chen Ping brought breakfast to the girl in black, and directly took three to Liu Xianyang, only biting one by himself.

Liu Xianyang got rid of all the meat buns with 3 hits and 2 hits. He wiped his mouth and whispered: “A visitor came to Song Jixin’s house just now. It was a big shot at first sight. If I read correctly, he should be the current official. Master kiln supervisor, when he went to our dragon kiln in an official uniform, Old Man Yao thought your unskilled apprentices were an eyesore, and simply didn’t let you show up for a long time. I’m different. Old Man Yao also let me. Show that adult what is meant by “Leaping Blade”.”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “The new superintendent takes more care of Song Jixin. This is something everyone in the town knows. What are you doing here suspiciously?”

Liu Xianyang anxiously said: “Song Jixin, a pretty boy like this, is absolutely beyond me, but 10000 Zhi Cui likes this official Lord who is out of the ordinary, so my chances of winning are not great! when the time comes Your future sister-in-law runs away with people, what should I do? What should you do?”

Chen Ping walked directly back to the house.

Leaving Liu Xianyang squatting on the wall complaining about himself.

The black-clothed girl sits at the table with her waist straight, holding the handle of the knife in one hand, as if she is facing an enemy.

Sweat oozes from her forehead.

This is the first time Chen Ping has seen a girl with such an expression. Although her body is tight and full of guard, her eyes are bright, be eager to have a try.

Chen Ping stepped back to the threshold and asked: “Do you know the identity of the guest next door?”

Chen Ping replied: “I heard Liu Xianyang said that he was the current kiln supervisor in our town. He was very kind. Just now at the alley, he gave me way.”

The girl said with a sneer: “This kind of talent is terrifying.”

Chen Ping was puzzled.

She asked: “Will a person step on a foot when walking on the side of the road and seeing an ant?”

Chen Ping thought for a while and replied: “Gu Can definitely will. He often uses water to water the ant’s nest, or uses stones to block the way out of the ant’s nest. When Liu Xianyang is in a bad mood, he probably will.”

The girl in black was speechless.

Chen Ping grinned, “Miss Ning means I understand.”

She was surprised: “Really?”

Chen Ping nodded said: “I think girl, you said 2nd floor. The first floor means the old 100 surnames in our town. In the eyes of you outsiders, they are all ants crawling around on the soles of their feet. 2nd floor means outsiders. Among them, it is divided into high and low. Fu Nanhua Cai Jinjian is a young child like Gu Can. It will be fun to master the life and death of ants, or it will be an eyesore. But the official Lord who came to our Mud Bottle Alley is different. Talking and doing things are in line with his identity, so he looks very polite. Miss Ning, right?”

The girl asked: “How did you figure it out?”

The boy jokingly replied, “After returning from a life, it seems that his brain has become brighter.”

The girl in black solemnly asked, “What did you see before you died?”

“I didn’t see anything.” Chen Ping was a little confused, but still answered honestly: “In fact, in that alley, I didn’t think much about it from beginning to end. For this question, Miss Ning asked Fu Nanhua and Cai Jinjian to compare Well, maybe they can see something.”

She coldly snorted and said: “Yeah, it’s a big tone!”

After saying this, she stared at the straw-shoe youngster for no reason.

Chen Ping was flustered, “What’s wrong?”

The girl frowned, a little annoyed, and muttered to herself in the dialect of her hometown: “My family’s swordsmanship, whether it is the sword tactics method or the tempering physique and soul method, is a unique unspread secret. I I haven’t learned everything, so how dare I teach others. And I haven’t learned those superficial things elsewhere in the world, otherwise I can show him a clear path, even if it is only used to strengthen the body and prolong life. Let me now Where can I find this entry-level Secret Manual with the lowest threshold?”

The girl eyes shined, “Robbery? No, right? It’s not robbery. I’m looking for someone to borrow a Secret Manual. You can borrow or repay it.”

It’s a pity that she quickly turned sad, and said bitterly: “Damn old eunuch! Wait for me, and see if I don’t turn your Imperial Palace upside down.”

She was crying and sorrowfully saying: “Is it really the only way to find the Sword Forging Master of surnamed Ruan? I still make do with slashing people. My mother’s 4 points are true. But please, I am really not good at it.”

The straw-shoe youngster sat on the threshold and looked at the young girl named Ning Yao. She was talking to herself, her face changing, like clouds on the horizon.

—-

A handsome man with a white robe and jade belt stood in Song Jixin’s room, looking around all around, slightly frowned, “he arranged such a shabby place for you from Surnamed Song?”

Song Jixin pursed his lips and said nothing.

The servant girl Zhi Cui has long since hid in her own side house.

According to the most widely circulated statement in the town, the former superintendent Lord Song, his business was not good enough, and failed to create a royal tribute that satisfies the Imperial Court. Relying on that bit of hard work, leaving a bridge, he returned to the capital After taking office, of course, he also left Song Jixin, an illegal child, who only bought him a personal maid to take care of his daily life, and then “tuogu” to his friend, that is, the new supervisor who replaced him, and I heard that it was also surnamed Song.

But the truth of the matter is a mystery by the authorities, and bystanders may not be clear.

Song Jixin doesn’t know what the relationship between this guy in front of him and the man of surnamed Song really is, the relationship between his colleagues in the officialdom?A classmate who studied in the past?Or is it the rival of the other mountain factions in Capital Temple? Before surnamed Song left, I mentioned a few words, saying that after the new superintendent arrived in the town, he would soon take their two masters and servants to leave the town and rush to Capital. To the adult, Song Jixin must be extremely Respect, do not neglect in the slightest.

Song Jixin probably hates the imposing manner of the Capital man in front of him, and doesn’t have the slightest affection.

The confidence he showed at the servant girl Zhi Cui was only due to the self-esteem of the teenager.

The man said with a smile: “that’s all, the sour talent of surnamed Song, has always been a cautious character, unlike the big Lords, but like a lady, otherwise he would not be allowed to come here to look after you.”

Song Jixin is dark between the eyebrows.

The man glanced indifferently at the large box where the boy stored his belongings, twitched his lips, to disdain as beneath contempt’s expression, and slowly said: “Before coming here, I have seen Fu Nanhua in Old Dragon City, what a bad luck seedling. Dao Heart will almost fall apart here. The business between you and him is going on as usual. You brat is at your own risk. I don’t mix this kind of sesame mung bean-sized mess. But before you leave, you must go to the corridor with me. Bridge, kowtow a few heads, after that, there will be nothing for you. Come home with me, do what you should do, sit in the seat you should sit, and do your duty. It’s that simple. Do you understand? “

“Of course I understand, Lord Song’s words are not obscure.”

The juvenile said with a smile: “Just why?”

The man laughed, turned to face the boy for the first time, and asked, “Sissy from Surnamed Song said you are exceptionally talented. This evaluation is really not afraid of flashing your tongue. You might as well guess what you think?”

If you look closely, you will find that between two people, there are several points of similarity in appearance and spirit.

Song Jixin is more angry, but can’t bear it.

The man no longer sells Guanzi and plays with the taste: “Why? Of course, since this king is a big bad luck seedling, he turns out to be you brat’s pro Uncle.”

Song Jixin’s heart was shaken, his face pale.

The white-robed man turned a blind eye to this, holding on to the jade belt with both hands, looking at the sky outside the window, said with a slight smile: “Also, this king is the Great Li Dynasty Martial Dao Number One Person.”

In fact, it is more shocking to put this sentence into another one, but a man would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, and feel that as long as he is behind, even after only one or two people, it is not worth promoting at all.

The man thought of the Confucian Saint who was sitting here, his mouth was full of contempt, coldly snorted.

He thought about it.

If you weren’t here in Heaven and Earth, I could beat and kill the Three Sects Divine Immortal like Qi Jingchun with one hand.

—-

Inside the school’s thatched hut, Mr. Qi is listening to the sounds of the Mongolian children’s books.

Sit tightly.

Sitting in a real sense of danger, Song Jixin and Zhao Yao, the seeds of reading, can hardly appreciate the essence.

Confucianism has a classic “Lay Down Teachings, Establish Sect” called “Great Classic of Rites”. Among them, “Self-Cultivation Chapter” specifically mentions that a gentleman should sit like a corpse, because the corpse is like a corpse. , Then its solemn and solemn, one can imagine.

At this moment, Qi Jingchun seems to have heard the white robe man’s heart silently without omission and in detail, serene, said with a slight smile: “Martial Artist is in charge of the country, it’s incredible. It’s just that the White Dragon fish suit, it’s not. Good omen.”