Sword of Coming

Wei Bai smiled bitterly.

Do ghosts see people when they walk at night?

After a long silence.

After Wei Bai was more or less sure that the person could make a round-trip ferry ride, he smiled and said to the old nanny, "Don't mind. The master on the mountain has no taboos. We can't envy him."

The old grandma smiled and nodded.

Wei Bai sneered in his heart.

You don’t mind, I don’t care if it’s true or false.

But I do mind!

The hint of murderous intent shown by you, the old lady, just now was aimed at the young swordsman, but I, Wei Bai, am not stupid!

Whether a dog bites a person or a person hits a dog, nothing can compare with the ferocity of a dog biting a dog to death.

After the scholar in white returned to the house.

Start walking in six steps.

He suddenly stopped and came to the window. As night fell, he lightly jumped onto the ship's railing and walked slowly.

Just walked like this all night.

When the sun set over the sea, Chen Ping'an stopped at the bow railing and looked into the distance. Dressed in a snow-white robe, bathed in the morning glow, he looked like a golden god in the world.

At dusk, at the entrance of a shop in Qilong Lane, Longquan County.

A black girl was sitting at the door holding a small stool. Shi Rou inside the shop occasionally glanced at the movement outside.

Pei Qian would often sit at the door and eat melon seeds. Shi Rou knew that he missed her master.

After Chen Pingan went to Beiju Luzhou from Niujiaoshan Ferry, Zhu Lian stared at the school for about ten days. Pei Qian finally got used to studying there and no longer wanted to Thinking of circumventing the wall and skipping classes.

But even so, he did not stop. Zhu Lian once went to the school to inquire about his current situation with his tutor. The result was half happy and half sad. What he was happy about was that Pei Qian did not fight or curse with anyone in the school. What he was worried about was the old master. They were also very helpless towards Pei Qian. The little girl had no respect for the books of saints and sages. During class, she sat meticulously by the window and silently drew little figures on the corners of each page of the book. class, and then I was flipping through the books. An old master got the news from nowhere, so he looked through all of Pei Qian's books. The result was that he never missed a page. The little people were drawn roughly, with a circle as the head and five little ones. The branches should be the body and limbs. After closing the book, lift the corner of the book, and then it will look like a fairy painting. Either the little man is boxing, or the little man has an extra line, which should be regarded as practicing swordsmanship.

The old master couldn't laugh or cry at the time, but he didn't get angry immediately. He started asking Pei Qian about her homework and asked her to recite passages from books. He never thought that the little girl could really recite them word for word. The old master gave up and just reminded her not to draw ghostly symbols on the books of saints and sages. Later, the little girl bought some books from outside the school. Her studies were still good and the little girl was still diligent in drawing.

After class, I would occasionally go to the bottom of the tree alone to catch an ant and put it on a small piece of snow-white rice paper. With one arm in front of the table and a pen in the other, I would draw horizontal and vertical lines on the paper to block the ants' escape route. She could fill up a piece of rice paper, like a maze, and the poor ant was going around in the maze. Since Young Master Chen of Longweixi River had told all the masters to treat Pei Qian as an ordinary child from Longquan County, all the young Meng children in the school only knew this little Heitan, who lived in Qilong Lane. At Sui's shop, she would only speak when she was having questions and answers with her master. She almost never talked to anyone at school every day. She went to school twice in the morning and evening, and she liked to walk up the stairs on Qilong Lane, and she also liked to walk sideways. All in all, she is a very weird guy, and none of her schoolmates are very close to her.

As the school got along for a long time, some news spread, saying that this Heitan girl was a money addict. She would do business with people at the New Year's shop every day and help the shop make money. He probably has no father or mother, just hanging out with the bad old man who is the shopkeeper in the shop.

Then there was the Mengtong who swore that he had seen this little black charcoal with his own eyes before, and that he liked to compete with the big white geese in the streets. Another Mengtong from nearby Qilong Lane said that every morning when he went to school, Pei Qian deliberately imitated the crowing of a rooster, which made him very noisy and bad. Some people said that after Pei Qian bullied the big white goose, he would fight with the big rooster in the northernmost part of the town. He was also yelling about eating me and giving me a tornado kick, or squatting on the ground and punching the big rooster. , is it crazy?

After Zhu Lian went to school once, he came back to the shop and had a chat with Pei Qian. Pei Qian finally stopped drawing little people in books and building houses for ants on rice paper.

She just went to a secluded corner near Qilong Lane after school, dipped mud in water, and made little clay figurines there by herself, lined up troops, and directed the two sides to fight each other. She just made thirty or forty of them. Little clay figurines, every time after a fight, she would withdraw her troops and hide those little clay figurines nearby.

Shi Rou saw it and talked to Zhu Lian privately, and Zhu Lian said he didn't need to worry about it.

But two things happened later. The first thing was that one day after Pei Qian finished copying the book, he happily ran to be the general who ordered the troops on the battlefield, and he came back soon.

When Shi Rou asked, Pei Qian stood glumly on the stool behind the counter and put his head on the counter. He said that it had rained heavily a few days ago and that all the soldiers of both armies were killed.

This made Shi Rou a little worried. With Pei Qian's shrewdness, how could he let those belongings be damaged by the rain, but later Zhu Lian still said to let her go.

But the second thing happened, Zhu Lian also frowned. After getting the news from Shi Rou, he made a special trip to Qilong Lane from Luolu Mountain.

Shi Rou told him that one day after school, Pei Qian grabbed a dead white goose by its neck, carried it back to the Qilong Lane shop, and then buried the goose somewhere unknown.

Pei Qian was copying books alone in his room.

Zhu Lian stood at the door of the shop, and Shi Rou said that Pei Qian was unwilling to say anything and that she had gone to find out the news herself.

On the way back from school, Pei Qian was stopped by a woman from the market. She said that it must be Pei Qian who killed the white goose at home. She scolded her a lot. Pei Qian initially said that it was not her, but the woman still moved. After Pei Qian dodged, she just said it was not her fault. In the end, Pei Qian took out a bag of his own money and gave the woman the two pieces of silver and all the copper coins he had saved so hard, saying that she could buy the dead white goose, but She didn't hit the big white goose.

Shi Rou was worried and asked Zhu Lian what to do and if he wanted to talk to Pei Qian.

Zhu Lian turned his back to the counter and faced the road of Qilong Lane. He said that it was not impossible to talk, but it was useless. What kind of temper did Pei Qian have and who would he listen to? It's not like you, Shi Rou, didn't know.

Shi Rou then came up with an idea and said that he would talk to the woman and then use some means to find the naughty children in the school and ask both parties to give Pei Qian an apology.

As a result, Zhu Lian, who had always had a playful smile, actually started to curse. It was useless, was it just a matter of business?

Shi Rou turned pale with fright.

But in the end, Zhu Lian stood at the door for a long time and just quietly returned to Luopo Mountain without doing anything.

After that, there was nothing worrying about Pei Qian anymore. He went to the school to listen to the masters' lectures, left early and came back late, on time, and then as soon as he had free time, he would help with business in the shop, copy books, and leave. Zhuang, practicing her crazy sword skills, but this kind of reassurance made Shi Rou even more uneasy.

Shi Rou would rather Pei Qian slap down the market woman, or quarrel with an old master at the school.

But Pei didn't have any money.

At that moment, Shi Rou realized that it turned out that not only Chen Ping'an was in Luolu Mountain, but there were two Luolu Mountains.

And whether he is with Pei Qian or not, there are two Pei Qian.

Fortunately, Pei Qian will still be like today, sitting alone at the door of the shop with a bench, eating melon seeds, talking alone and not knowing what to say, looking up at the end of the alley from time to time.

At this time, Pei Qian would look more familiar to Shi Rou.

On this day, Pei Qian had just picked up the bench and walked back to the backyard of the shop, intending to practice his almost perfect Crazy Demonic Sword Technique, when he heard the old chef shouting from the front shop: "You lose money! Come out quickly, lose money!"

Pei Qian held a hiking stick and ran out angrily, "Old cook, are you looking for a beating?!"

When Pei Qian walked to the front of the shop, he saw a little girl standing next to the old cook with her arms folded around her chest. She stood on the threshold with a sullen face and looked at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment and said seriously: "Who is this? Is this your illegitimate daughter who was living abroad, old cook? Has she finally been found for you?"

Zhu Lian cursed, "Go away," and patted the head of the little girl standing on the threshold, "Her name is Zhou Mili. Your master sent her from Luzhou, Beiju."

Pei Qian fisted his fist, his eyes shining: "Master is really amazing. Now he can not only pick up money, but also pick up girls!"

The little girl in black frowned, her eyebrows were light, she tilted her head, and squinted her eyes hard at the little Heitan, who was not too tall.

Pei Qian's eyes widened, then he smiled and said, "Can I treat you to boiled fish tonight?"

After finishing speaking, Pei Qian used the palm of one hand as a knife and the palm of the other hand as a chopping board. He raised and lowered the knife back and forth at a dizzying speed, and then made an aggressive sound on his mouth. After finishing the work, he became angry and said in a deep voice. : "My sword skills are the second best in the world, only slightly inferior to my master!"

Then she spread her hands and said, "Have you ever eaten such a big fish? Have you ever eaten such a big crab?"

Zhou Mili immediately did not dare to put his arms around his chest anymore, his face was wrinkled, his face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were turning rapidly.

Shi Rou smiled, he was indeed a little fish monster.

Zhou Mili had an idea and said in awkward Dali Mandarin: "Your master asked me to help send a message, saying that he misses you very much."

Pei Qian's eyes suddenly lit up, and the little girl in black quickly jumped off the threshold, a little scared.

Pei Qian picked up the hiking pole leaning on his shoulder again, walked to the threshold with a swagger, looked at the little girl in black, her eyes were... kind, reached out to touch her little head, and said with a smile: "You're not tall. You're a short winter melon that has grown in vain for hundreds of years. It's okay. I won't look down on you. As Master's first disciple, I, Pei Qian, am not the kind of person who judges people by their appearance!"

Zhou Mili learned the Dali Mandarin along the way. Although he could not speak it smoothly, he could understand it.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "From now on, Zhou Mili will be handed over to you. This is the master's wish. What do you say? If you don't like it, I will take Zhou Mili back to Luopo Mountain."

Pei Qian twitched his lips and squinted at the old cook, "Of course Master is the biggest in the world. From now on, I will take care of this little winter melon. I will take her to eat every meal..."

Zhou Mili immediately shouted: "As long as I don't eat fish, anything will do!"

Pei Qian smiled and rubbed the little girl in black's head, "You're so good."

Zhu Lian left.

Shi Rou was lying on the counter enjoying herself.

After that, there was a little girl in black at the Qilong Lane shop.

Then the dog would come often. Every day when the school day was about to end, Zhou Mili would squat at the gate with it to welcome Pei Qian back to Qilong Lane.

That day, Pei Qian ran out and saw Zhou Mili, who was holding a hiking pole, and the native dog lying on the ground. Pei Qian squatted down, grabbed the dog's mouth, and twisted it, "Say, Is anyone bullying Little Winter Melon today?"

The impregnated dog wanted to die.

What can I say?

Pei Qian flicked his wrist and turned the dog's head in another direction, "Don't tell me?! You want to rebel?!"

Zhou Mili said timidly: "Sister, no one will bully me anymore."

Pei Qian nodded, let go of his hand, and slapped the dog on the head, "How did you become the left guardian of Qilong Lane? If you continue to be so ignorant, it's useless. There is only one right guardian of Qilong Lane! "

Zhou Mili immediately stood up straight, stood on tiptoes, and firmly grasped the hiking pole with both hands.

They walked through the streets and alleys together, ran back to Qilong Lane, and ran down the steps. As a result, a pair of white clothes fell from the sky, with big sleeves rolling and making a hunting sound. They landed on the ground in an independent posture like a golden rooster, with one arm across the body and two hands on the ground. He put his fingers together and pointed to the sky, "If you want to live from now on, leave money to buy your way!"

The native dog turned around and ran away with its tail between its legs.

Zhou Mili was a little nervous and tugged on Pei Qian's sleeve next to him, "Senior sister, who is it? So fierce."

She didn't think that the other party must be such a powerful bad guy, but she seemed to have a mental problem and was tall. If he injured herself and the senior sister due to his strength, she wouldn't be able to reason with him.

But she saw Pei Qian's solemn face, and Pei Qian said slowly: "He is a famous demon in the world. He is extremely difficult. I don't know how many top masters in the world have been defeated by him. I will deal with him." It’s a little difficult to get up, so just stand behind me, don’t worry, I’m covering this Dragon Riding Alley, and I won’t allow outsiders to run wild here! Watch me take the dog’s head off his neck!”

Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took a step back.

Then she saw Pei Qian jumping down with one hand in his hand, landing just next to the man in white, and then swept out with a line of mountain sticks.

Zhou Mili's eyes widened. What's going on? This stick sweep is a bit slow. It's no faster than an ant moving its nest.

The man in white slowly leaned back, and slowly raised his two snow-white sleeves, like two pieces of rice paper slowly spread out.

Just barely dodged the swipe of the hiking pole.

Then you came back and forth, still frighteningly slow. You hit me with a stick and I lifted my foot. Zhou Mili felt like he could almost finish a trip to Qilong Lane.

Zhou Mili was almost squeezing her eyebrows together now. She really didn't understand.

In the end, Pei Qian and the man in white, who was extremely good-looking and mentally ill, stopped their hands almost at the same time, and both made a move that made their Dantian angry.

Pei Qian snorted, "Master! You can block my six crazy swordsmanship moves, and defeat invincible opponents in the whole country. It's more than enough."

The man in white also nodded, "That's true."

Zhou Mili was a little confused and scratched his head.

Then the man in white smiled brightly and said: "You must be Zhou Mili, my name is Cui Dongshan, you can call me little senior brother."

Zhou Mili quickly stood up, ran down the steps, stretched his neck and looked at the man who called himself Cui Dongshan, "Chen Ping'an said you can bully others, but I don't think so."

The man waved his sleeves, picked up his orchid fingers, covered his face with one hand, and said shyly: "My husband is the best at joking."

Zhou Mili's mouth twitched and he turned to look at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian kicked Cui Dongshan in the calf, "Be serious and don't embarrass my master."

Cui Dongshan coughed twice, squatted down, and said with a smile, "Just stand."

Zhou Mili blinked.

The man stretched out a finger and gently touched her forehead.

Zhou Mili was dizzy and felt a little sleepy.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhou Mili felt a stinging pain between his eyebrows, and then nothing happened again.

The man had already stood up, patted Zhou Mili's head gently with one hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay. Let's go back to the shop together."

Pei Qian frowned and said, "Be careful, this is something my master has told you!"

Cui Dongshan put his hands behind his back, stood sideways with the two little girls walking together, and said helplessly: "I know. Let's go, let's go."

In front of Qilong Lane, two little girls looked exactly alike, strutting their stuff.

This is called walking arrogantly and making the demon panic.

Pei Qian was really kind to Zhou Mili. He even took out a talisman he had collected, spat on it, and slapped Zhou Mili on his forehead.

Cui Dongshan walked slowly behind the two little girls, looked at them, and smiled.

The brilliance of the sun and the moon.

The light of rice grains.

Then Cui Dongshan raised his hand behind his back and gently held a remnant of his soul as black as ink between his two fingers.

Cui Dongshan twitched his lips and said, "I'm sorry, if you meet me, Cui Dongshan, you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."

Chunlupu Ferry.

After Song Lanqiao, who was in charge of the master ferry, received the message from Tang Qingqing's flying sword in the Ancestral Master Hall, Yuanying Patriarch and the Ancestral Master Hall unanimously decided to let him not take care of the ferry for the time being, and he would stay in Chunlu Garden in the near future. It will be up to him, Song Lanqiao, to personally receive the young swordsman from Skeleton Beach until the end of the Spring Farewell Banquet. It would be better if the young swordsman named Chen is still willing to stay in Chunlu Garden to enjoy the scenery.

Song Lanqiao had been waiting at the ferry for nearly an hour, but he was still in a good mood. He greeted familiar faces with a more sincere smile.

The ferry stewards in the world are all poor people on the path of spiritual practice. It is better to abandon a son than to abandon a son, and Song Lanqiao is no exception. In addition to his mentor, the other elders and guest ministers in the ancestral hall, even though most of them are obviously at the same level as Song Lanqiao, some are just one generation higher than him, and the word "lan" in their name is changed to the word "bamboo". But I really don't want to see him. Firstly, he is from the same family, but secondly, the income from the ferry all year round, the exotic flowers, exotic plants, beautiful trees and good timber produced in the Jiamu Mountains, and the fairy money have never been in his hands. On the ferry, there are special people The direct heir of the Zushitang is responsible for handing over the influence of the immortal families in various places. He only gets a little bit of the leftover dividends as the owner of the ship. Once there is an accident, the Zushitang will be held accountable for a lot of things, which is not to say miserable. Anyway, There are only a few comfortable days.

A ferry slowly docked at the shore, and then the extremely prosperous Chunlu Park Fu Shui Ferry, large and small ferries from all over Beiju Luzhou, all discovered a strange thing.

Not one of the passengers on the ferry could ride the wind, and no one jumped off. Without exception, they all walked off the ferry on two legs. Not only that, after getting off the boat, one by one It looked like he had escaped from death.

Chen Ping'an stepped off the ferry, followed by Wei Bai and Tang Qingqing from Tieyou Mansion, but they were separated by dozens of steps.

Meeting the increasingly enthusiastic Song Lanqiao, Chen Pingan smiled and was led by Chunlupu Jindan to a beautiful place in the Jiamu Mountains, where there were mansions specially designed to entertain distinguished guests. The antique houses were located in In the bamboo sea.

The two of them took a small boat with talismans to go to their residence. The bamboo sponge stretched out, the greenery was secluded, and there was plenty of spiritual energy, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

The "haozhouzi" of the small boat was a young woman. There were complete tea utensils on the small boat. She knelt down at one end of the small boat and was skillful in making tea.

Song Lanqiao and Chen Ping'an drank tea and enjoyed the scenery together. Song Lanqiao introduced the buildings and shops, mountain peaks, caves and landscape scenic spots along the way.

The Jiamu Mountain Range occupies a vast area, and it took the Fu Lu boat almost half an hour to sail before entering the boundary of the Bamboo Sea, where the aura was far superior to other places. It took about a quarter of an hour before it stopped next to the pavilion in the bamboo sea on the top of the mountain.

When Chen Pingan appeared this time, he no longer carried a bamboo box and a bamboo hat, or held a hiking stick. Even the sword fairy had put away his sword gourd hanging from his waist, holding a jade bamboo folding fan. He was elegantly dressed in white and elegant. Take care of people.

Zhouzi, a woman from Chunlu Garden who had little cultivation qualifications but was not very qualified, stood beside the boat and smiled sweetly. However, during the whole journey, she made no sound other than passing the tea and refilling it.

Chen Pingan came closer and held a snow coin between his fingers. The female cultivator seemed a little surprised and hesitated for a moment, then quickly stretched out her hand. Chen Pingan loosened his fingers and gently dropped the snow coin into the palm of her hand, and then Thank you.

Song Lanqiao saw that the woman seemed a little uneasy and said with a smile: "Just accept it, the strict rules elsewhere don't count here in the Bamboo Sea."

When Chen Ping'an and Song Lanqiao walked towards the mansion, they asked doubtfully: "Senior Song, did I break the rules of Chunlu Pu's mountain gate?"

Song Lanqiao shook his head and said with a smile: "There are rules for entertaining guests in other mansions in the Jiamu Mountains. Zhouzi is not allowed to collect rewards from guests, but here at the Bamboo Sea, it is free. If Mr. Chen is willing, he can give him a small summer coin, and It’s definitely all Zhouzi’s private money, and Chunlu Garden will never take a cent.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You can't do such a thing as pretending to be fat."

The Spring Farewell Banquet will be held three days later.

Just before the summer solstice.

Moreover, Song Lanqiao said that after summer, there will still be an antlers feast, but it is not as big as the previous market, so now the ferries come more frequently, after all, spring is the most precious thing in Chunlu Garden.

The two of them walked slowly along the bamboo forest path.

Then we came to a quiet house with a plaque "Jingzhe" hanging on it, and entered the courtyard three times.

There are six mansions in Chunlu Garden named after the six solar terms in spring. They are the most noble. Three of them are located in this sea of ​​bamboo. However, among them, the "Qingming" mansion, ordinary guests are not willing to stay. After all, the name is not special. It's auspicious, but the Taoist masters who visited Chunlu Garden preferred to choose this house to stay. In fact, every time before and after the Spring Festival banquet, the ownership of these six houses was a headache for the Chunlupu Patriarch Hall. Who should be given or not given, a careless move would be a bad thing that would cause resentment.

In fact, there is also the most prestigious "Beginning of Spring" mansion. A Nascent Soul guest has just left in the past two days, and it is temporarily vacant. Although it is very popular, it is not impossible to take it out and let the young sword immortal move in, but the ancestor After discussing it with the hall, they felt that this house was too close to the Yuying Cliff, and it was not appropriate for the young master's uncle of the Golden Crow Palace to stay there to draw water and make tea. If a fight breaks out, good things will turn into disasters.

While discussing this matter, a large group of elders and worshipers from the master's sect, whose nostrils were turned upward, solemnly asked Song Lanqiao for his opinion.

This made Song Lanqiao feel a little proud, but after all, he was an old Jin Dan, so he did not show any complacency. On the contrary, he was more respectful than before and handled the situation perfectly.

When it comes to things on the mountain, the most important thing is a steady flow of water.

There are too many things that make you happy today, but people will be disappointed tomorrow.

Song Lanqiao entered the Jingzhe mansion, but did not stay long and quickly left.

There were two beautiful young female cultivators in the house, one of whom was actually the direct descendant of a Chunlu Pu Jindan cultivator.

As a rule, they are responsible for serving as temporary maids for the residents.

This made Chen Pingan extremely awkward. When he sent Song Lanqiao to the door, he directly asked if he could fire the two women.

Song Lanqiao said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you are the first-class guest of our Chunlu Garden. Of course you can do this, but those two girls will definitely be punished if they turn back."

Chen Pingan sighed, shook his folding fan, and said no more.

Song Lanqiao said softly: "Our ancestor was originally going to welcome Mr. Chen in person, but something unexpected happened during the preparations for the Spring Festival Banquet, so she had to handle it personally. Our ancestor is also very careful and has a temper. It's true. I can’t escape, so I have to confess to Mr. Chen.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's too polite to talk about the ancestor."

After Song Lanqiao left, when Song Lanqiao's figure disappeared at the end of the bamboo forest path, Chen Pingan did not return to the mansion immediately, but began to wander around.

When Chen Pingan returned to the mansion, he saw Liu Zhiqing from the Golden Crow Palace standing at the door. He looked like a young man, with a gold hairpin on his head and a jade tree facing the wind.

Two young female cultivators were standing by, their eyes were gentle, not only the admiration the female cultivators had for the Sword Immortal, but also the admiration the women had for the handsome man.

Chen Pingan smiled.

People are more infuriating than people.

If that student of mine were standing here, he would probably not see Liu Jianxian anymore in his eyes as these two female cultivators from Chunlu Garden.