Sword of Coming

When Fu Nanhua walked out of the house, he found the delicate and delicate maid sitting on a small bench in the yard, holding a handful of corn in her hand and feeding the chickens. The old hen and a group of yellow fluffy chickens lowered their heads and pecked at the chickens. .

After seeing her, Fu Nanhua smiled slightly. The girl didn't know whether it was because she was shy or indifferent, but she twitched her lips and took it as a return gift.

After Fu Nanhua opened the courtyard door, he found Cai Jinjian waiting in the alley. He was not very interested. He turned around and closed the door. Through the gradually narrowing crack in the door, he saw a face looking up. Fu Nanhua suddenly discovered this The maid, a poor girl who should be full of earthy smell, actually has a pair of rather good eyes, which make her look like a touch of tender green blooming in early spring. However, Fu Nanhua didn't think too much about it. The young master of Old Dragon City was really tired of seeing the outstandingly beautiful woman, fat and thin, and graceful.

Walking side by side with Cai Jinjian, Fu Nanhua asked: "What's wrong? It's not going well? It's just a matter of chance, and good things are hard to come by. You may not be able to make the final decision every time, so don't be discouraged."

Cai Jinjian was naturally charming and charming. After training, she washed her marrow and cut her bones. As far as her body was concerned, she was of course as pure as glass compared to ordinary women. The woman from the mountain was astonishing at first glance, but in the final analysis, she was just a piece of shit. That’s all.

At this time, the fairy from Yunxia Mountain didn't look very good. It shows how bad her mood is, otherwise it wouldn't be so obvious on her face. She must have been holding back her anger while waiting in the alley, and she is really unhappy. " There was an expert who got there first. He was one of Shujian Lake’s local snakes, Jiejiang Zhenjun Liu Zhimao. There was no room for negotiation at all. When we met, he moved out my master, the headmaster of Yunxia Mountain, to suppress me, a junior. From the beginning to the end, I After just saying a few words, I kicked him out of Gu Can's yard."

Fu Nanhua was thoughtful and reminded: "Let's talk after we get out of Mud Bottle Alley."

Cai Jinjian asked doubtfully: "Isn't all magic forbidden here?"

Fu Nanhua said with a smile: "Who can come here to look for opportunities, who doesn't have the ability to find out what's going on? Young people like you and me may be fine. According to the rules of the town, the more advanced you are, the harder you will be suppressed. Big, under a saint, the closer the realm is to a saint, the weaker he becomes like a child, right? But have you ever thought about it, if a master of the Tao has to use his magical power even if his Taoism is compromised, Is it possible that he is really not as good as us backward people?"

Cai Jinjian retorted: "With a saint here, how dare he, Zhenjun Jiejiang, dare to attack me blatantly?"

Fu Nanhua persuaded: "We are here to find good relationships, not to make grudges. Even if our lives are not in danger, having a bad relationship with our seniors will not be good after all."

Cai Jinjian was not a pushover. He nodded and said, "What Brother Fu said is true. It is a mature and prudent opinion."

She looked bitter and pitiful, "But I really don't want to accept it. I have already given you ten Yungen stones. If the bamboo basket is empty, how will you explain it to the ancestors when you go back?"

After walking out of Mud Bottle Alley, Fu Nanhua and Cai Jinjian were refreshed almost at the same time. It was not as simple as the light suddenly brightening. The two looked at each other in confusion, and then their eyes quickly shifted.

Fu Nanhua, who was originally very excited and excited, became much calmer. He carefully considered this trip to the alley, his alliance with Cai Jinjian, and there was nothing wrong with the deal with the young Song Jixin. It was a fair transaction that complied with the rules. How could the saint who sat and watched the ups and downs of this place have the leisure to intervene? So where does this pressure come from? Could it be that Zhenjun Jiejiang whose name I have never even heard of? Compared with Fu Nanhua's far-reaching thoughts, Cai Jinjian's thoughts were simpler, thinking that Fu Nanhua had told him that Zhenjun Jiejiang had indeed used some kind of magical power to monitor him. She was frightened for a while, but fortunately she only said some complaining words and never said any harsh words.

The two people were walking on the street with their own concerns. The further away from Mud Bottle Alley, the lighter the dull feeling in their hearts became. Fu Nanhua felt that it was due to luck, while Cai Jinjian felt that it was a heavy burden on the family.

Looking up at the archway in the distance, Fu Nanhua asked curiously: "Zhenjun Jiejiang of Shujian Lake? Why don't I remember it at all? Even though my old Dragon City is located in the extreme south of Yizhou, the position of Zhenjun is so illustrious. No matter how ignorant I am, I should still have some understanding."

Cai Jinjian lowered his voice and sneered: "What kind of true king? He is just a real person at the top of the side sect. He is the most sanctimonious and has no qualifications to be called a true king. It is just the flattery of a meddlesome person. Think about what Emperor Yuanwu is like." Being shrewd, he would naturally not confer this man the title of True Monarch. He would give him the title of True Monarch even if he gave it to him, which would probably mean that he would not be able to get it back for two hundred years. In addition, due to the lavishness of Emperor Yuanwu's ancestors, it fell into his hands. There are only two spots left for True Lords, and we will not give them to a wild cultivator who is just trying to gain fame."

Fu Nanhua suddenly realized, "That's it."

Every true king sitting in the dynasty can gather, suppress and increase the national destiny for the monarch.

The position of the Taoist true king can almost be said to be a member of the Taoist sect. He is at the top of the temple of the secular dynasty, the Shangzhu country of the military strategist, and the great scholar of Confucianism is also among them.

Cai Jinjian asked seemingly casually: "How about Song Ji's salary?"

Fu Nanhua also replied casually: "That young man is ambitious, naturally smart, and has a lot of backers. It's just a pattern..."

Cai Jinjian smiled and said, "Not big?"

Fu Nanhua laughed and said, "I can't say it's not big, it's just not big enough."

When the two of them walked under the archway, Fu Nanhua was in high spirits and murmured: "Every time comes, heaven and earth work together."

Cai Jinjian raised his head and looked at the four words "Don't ask outside for help". His heart was empty, and he just felt lost, as if the epiphany he had gained in Mud Bottle Alley had been given back to this small town.

This made her extremely irritable.

Song Jixin's house was a large residence in Niping Lane. In addition to the lobby with a plaque hanging on it, there were also side rooms on the left and right.

The plaque in the lobby reads "Huaiyuan Hall" without a signature. Song Jixin always felt that judging from the handwriting alone, it was not someone's handiwork.

The master and servant were staying in Song Jixin's main house at the moment. The young man was rummaging through boxes and cabinets. The maid stood at the door. She asked softly: "Master, the business has not been concluded?"

Song Jixin put down a bunch of bells and sat back on the only chair in the room. He held the back of his head with his hands and crossed his legs. "That Fu Nanhua from Old Dragon City is not an idiot. He didn't treat me as ignorant of the world from the beginning." It’s just that he’s not very smart, and it’s really fun to try to establish friendship with me. Later, when I cheated him casually, he showed his fox tail, thinking that by being mysterious and using some thunderous tactics, he could use both kindness and power to scare the young master. I am far behind the unpredictable Mr. Qi."

The maid Zhigui said: "Ten thousand miles, sir, your statement is too exaggerated."

Song Jixin made a face and said: "Then there are only ten clay bottle alleys missing!"

The young man threw a bag to his maid, "Look, this is the copper coin mentioned in the secret letter. The man next door named Chen also got a bag. I guessed at that time that he had such great fortune. Hitting the head is not necessarily a good thing. Sure enough, didn't this piss off those two pairs of idiots? I think the person named Chen will still have to suffer in the future. By the way, Zhigui, let me tell you, the one who came to our house This guy claims to be the young city lord of Old Dragon City. Judging from his tone, at least it’s not an embroidered pillow, and this jade pendant, it’s called ‘Old Dragon Buying Rain’, it must be valuable!”

Song Jixin patted the lovely green jade pendant, which was already hanging on his waist. In the heart of the young man, he felt that he was one step closer to being a scholar like Mr. Qi.

Zhigui opened the exquisite embroidered bag and asked softly: "Master, can you earn some more 'copper coins'?"

Song Jixin asked with a smile: "Do you like it?"

Zhigui held a golden copper coin between his fingers, shook it, and said with a happy smile: "The gold is shining, it looks so festive." "

Song Jixin laughed dumbly, "That's okay? Okay, since you like it, I'll get a few more bags back. The money is outside, including the winning money on the beam, the Spring Festival money on the peach charm, and the belly of the Buddha statue. Don’t worry about the support money in your pocket or on your hands, but the common people have their own customs, and the immortal family has its own customs."

She smiled and narrowed her eyes, like two crescent moons, and asked: "Chen Ping'an's bag?"

Song Jixin frowned, "Him?"

The maid noticed her young master's strange mood, carefully put away the copper coins, tied the bag tightly, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Song Jixin curled his lips, covered his neck with both hands, twisted it, and said lightly, "It's okay, I just remembered some shabby things. Those with the surname Chen should not be in a hurry, so as not to get into trouble. On the other hand, the nerd Zhao Yao probably also He will be easy to deceive if he can get copper coins. Master, I will keep it and get you a bag."

Seeing that the maid was a little strange, Song Jixin did not continue to explain. Seeing that his young master was not interested in talking, the girl did not break the casserole and ask the truth.

Zhigui walked out of the house and came to the courtyard. He saw the four-legged snake, which was born to be an eyesore, lying half-dead on the ground, basking in the sun, and often rolling around, looking like it was enjoying itself.

The angry girl walked quickly, stepped on the four-legged snake's head, and twisted hard with her toes.

The poor little guy screamed in agony.

She raised her feet, and the four-legged snake swooped away, running all over the yard and constantly hitting the wall.

This is my own khaki four-legged snake.

A greedy golden carp accidentally got into the fish basket.

A black loach kept in a water tank by Gu Can.

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are three out of five.

Looking at the four-legged snake with horns on its head, the girl grinned with contempt on her face, "Stupid thing!"

In the yard of the child Gu Can's house, the old man and the woman were still sitting opposite each other. The former stretched out his palm and looked at the spread of the lines on his palm, feeling uncomfortable.

The old man put away his hand, raised his head and asked, "Ms. Gu, are there many women like you who marry foreign men in this small town?"

The woman shook her head and said, "There shouldn't be many. Anyway, I'm the only one on this side of Xinghua Lane, Ni Ping Lane."

The old man hesitated for a moment, but still revealed some secrets to her, "A girl's six and twelve years old, and a boy's nine and eighteen years old are two big thresholds respectively. The former needs to be crossed by oneself, while the latter can still be crossed. With a push from the outside, there is one more thing to do, and you can be more sure. The richer the home, the more advantage it has. Opening the door, entering the hall, and entering the room are three things. The first two steps can only really depend on chance. Destiny, especially the first step, depends on whether God will reward you or not."

The woman's eyes were full of smiles, "To be noticed by an immortal, my Gu Can is someone who can take the first step on his own, right?"

The old man smiled half-heartedly and said: "As long as a child grows up in a small town, it means that his basic qualifications are not outstanding. Although your Gu Can is not nine years old, he is no exception."

The woman's face turned extremely ugly for a moment.

The old man raised his foot, stamped the ground, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the quality of the bones is of course important, but it is not the first priority. God is pleased with it. Even a dog or a weed on the roadside can slowly cultivate it." Avenue, and finally reach the sky. This time the town made an exception and allowed so many outsiders to enter, and it was a last resort. A piece of crop land, no matter how good the water and soil is, after thousands of years of continuous reclamation, cultivation and harvest, plus many more during the period Every time you fish in a dry swamp regardless of the cost, you will eventually decline, and there will always be a day when you are completely barren. The Feng Shui heritage of this place has finally ushered in the last great year. Whenever a person is about to die, when he looks back, his energy at that time will be He has become particularly strong, and your family, Gu Can, has benefited from this. The opportunity is greater than imagined, so much so that it far exceeds those small town children with extraordinary talents before."

The woman's lips trembled, trying her best to suppress her surprise, and her watery eyes also exuded a bit of seductive charm.

The old man glanced at her and said with a smile: "Of course, don't be greedy. Your son is definitely not the only one who has such a great opportunity. To put it bluntly, Dongbaopingzhou, which is so big, is qualified to monopolize this luck. People, even if they exist, must not have been born yet.”

The woman held her hands over her heart and murmured: "That's enough, that's enough."

The old man thought of the junior woman from Yunxia Mountain and said sarcastically: "To be so busy and think so hard and only to ask for some extraneous things is to pick sesame seeds and lose the watermelon. It's so stupid."

Then the old man smiled and said, "That's right. Those old guys in Yunxia Mountain have never had a broad vision, otherwise they wouldn't have let me get this opportunity. Having an almost inexhaustible treasure mountain, this The wealth was so great that it was so prosperous that it was reduced to the point where it had to rely on only one of its disciples to support the business."

Inside the house, the child, who had been punching and kicking the door for a long time, stood on a stool and leaned against the window, begging with a grimace: "Mom, please let me out, I promise you will be obedient!"

The woman glanced at the old immortal, who nodded.

She then opened the door, took the child's hand and walked to the yard together, and said softly with a straight face: "Xiao Can, you are not allowed to cause trouble, do you understand?! My mother has never beaten you, if you dare to disobey me , Mom will really hit you again."

The child groaned, his head drooping, looking sickly.

Gu Can moved a small bench and sat down by himself, forming a three-legged stance with his mother and the old man. The child held up his chin with his hands, "Mom, what exactly did you say to Mr. Storyteller just now? I couldn't hear it clearly in the room. Can you please tell me more?"

The old man sighed, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his wrist, and the big white bowl reappeared in his palm. He lowered his head and looked at it intently, his eyes dim and unclear. He saw ripples on the surface of the white bowl, and occasionally splashes of water. A black line flew around the white bowl, hitting the wall of the bowl from time to time. The old man said to himself: "That's it, just let you go."

In order to accept this apprentice, the old man had tried so hard and sacrificed decades of cultivation in Mud Bottle Alley before he successfully moved his hands and feet three times.

One time, the woman stepped on dog poop.

The last time was to use secret techniques to convince him that he was enlightened. If it were outside the small town, of course it would be absolutely impossible. Even a true Taoist monarch would probably not dare to do this. But above the small town, Cai Jinjian is no different from a mortal. The old man can do it even at a huge price. There is an opportunity to take advantage of.

The second time was the most ingenious, and even the old man himself thought it was a stroke of genius. It was to make the woman mistake the straw-shoe boy for a kind reminder, but it was actually a cunning revenge. The old man asked the young man to speak and slowed down a bit, allowing the woman to capture this detail.

It can be said that there is no deliberate effort.

On the road of spiritual practice, there is a fine line between people who are on the same path, good and bad.

At this time, Mrs. Gu, the woman in the hospital, was worried, fearing that the old immortal would tell her some bad news.

The old man twitched his lips, and out of the corner of his eye, a child stood up quietly, then ran towards the courtyard door.

The woman screamed.

The old man held the white bowl in his hand and stood up in a hurry, "Apprentice, I will show you the greatness of the world first, so that you don't know the importance and ruin the great cause of you and me, master and disciple!"

The woman's vision went dark and she fainted.

The old man suddenly waved his sleeves.

The next moment, the child who was about to touch the door bolt of the courtyard staggered and fell to the ground, but when he realized something was wrong, he looked around blankly, and finally raised his head and looked at the storyteller standing next to him, "Where is this? "

The old man put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "In the bowl."

The child became more and more confused, and suddenly heard the old man yelling, "Get up!"

The child stood up instinctively and remained motionless.

Gu Can found that he seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff, with a sea of ​​clouds billowing in the distance directly in front of him.

Then, the child's eyes widened in shock, and he saw a huge torso breaking through the clouds and moving slowly in the white mist.

But it was too big to show its complete true appearance.

The child was so frightened that he was about to take a step back, but the old man quickly held his head down with his palms and said sternly: "If you step back now, you will be unable to move even an inch in your practice! Stand still!"

Gu Can was so frightened that tears suddenly flowed out of his eyes. This naughty child who had always been lawless didn't even dare to cry.

The child could not control his body at all, his legs were trembling and his lips were trembling.

The sea of ​​clouds in the distance began to boil.

The misty white clouds seemed to be fading away.

Then more black appeared in the sky, extremely long and huge, just like... the little loach raised in my own water tank, after it exploded and grew up?

Such an idea popped into the child's mind for no reason.

At that moment, Gu Can was so distracted that he couldn't help but take a step forward, stretching out his slender arms towards the sky.

A head as huge as a mountain peak slowly swam in from the sea of ​​clouds.

The child's eyes were bright and he was not afraid at all. He even waved and shouted: "Come on, come on! It turns out you have grown so big. No wonder I always feel that there will be less fish, shrimp and crabs in the water tank the next day." Falling a lot.”

Standing behind Gu Can, Zhenjun Shujianhu Jiejiang, had mixed feelings, including strong feelings of loss and jealousy, but also spontaneous relief.

Although I definitely no longer have such a great blessing, having this disciple is considered a blessing, and this trip is definitely not in vain!

The old man saw the head approaching with his own eyes and murmured: "A wonder in the world."

Chen Ping'an suddenly told the girl in black that he wanted to go into the house, and finally squatted in the corner with his back to her, hiding something in the palm of his hand.

After he went out, he said he was going to buy her a clay pot for decoction, which was lacking at home.

After the straw-shoe boy left quickly, the girl glanced at an old jar standing in the darkness in the corner.

And the girl actually has very good hearing.

The object in his hand was a broken piece of porcelain, extremely sharp.