Sword of Coming

After Ruan Xiu ran back to the blacksmith shop, she found that her father was the only one sitting on a bamboo chair under the eaves. He handed over the pot of wine and then sat on another chair. "Dad, have you finished talking about things?"

Ruan Qiong opened the wine pot and didn't need to drink it. He just sniffed it and felt a little headache. It was definitely a peach blossom spring roast, but the high-quality peach blossom spring roast that only cost two taels of silver was obviously the best. Cheap spring meal, Ruan Qiong caught a glimpse of his guilty daughter from the corner of his eye, twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands, her eyes wandering, clearly afraid that he would expose her, Ruan Qiong sighed in his heart, and had to pretend that he didn't notice anything, and drank. After a sip of wine, he felt really depressed and aggrieved. The man said slowly: "We've finished talking. It went well. I'll send someone to the kiln affairs office later to find the Dali official named Wu Yuan and get the old and new copies of the mountain and river situation." Picture, I guess Chen Pingan will come to me to ask for it after he comes to his senses."

Ruan Xiu was relieved, smiled, stretched out her legs together, stretched out comfortably, and leaned on the smooth and cool back of the small bamboo chair.

Ruan Qiong thought that he was about to open up the situation here. Everything was difficult at the beginning. The omen was good, so he felt a little better. He rarely said a kind word to Chen Ping'an, "That kid from Mu Ping Alley has a simple temperament, but he is not stupid." .”

Ruan Xiu smiled happily and said, "Dad, that's called being as wise as a fool, do you know?"

Ruan Qiong chuckled and said nothing.

The man just complained in his heart, I know how smart a hammer is.

Ruan Qiong looked at the stream in the distance, held the neck of the wine bottle with his fingers, and shook it gently, "There are some things that it is not convenient for dad to tell him directly, lest he think too much and make things worse. You will see him tomorrow, You tell me."

Ruan Xiu asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

Ruan Qiong was silent for a moment, picked up the flask and took a sip of strong wine, and then said: "Just tell him, don't have extravagant hopes in Longji Mountain. Even some people with no roots in the upper five realms may not dare to open it." This mouthful was such a big piece of Dragon Slaying Platform. It took Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain a lot of effort, plus my father's current status, to manage to eat it. There are still many people who are secretly jealous and gnashing their teeth secretly behind the scenes. Of course, you don't need to explain these twists and turns to Chen Pingan, just tell him straightforwardly that there is no need to think too much about Longji Mountain. What's more, the Dali court is selling the peaks at a low price this time. After all, there are only more than 60 mountains in total. Chen Pingan can only I can buy five mountains. No matter how many more, it will be difficult for me to protect him and his mountain. Thirdly, my father has just made up his mind to ask Dali for three mountains, mainly Shenxiu Mountain. Do you want Chen When Ping An is checking the situation map, pay attention to the large and small hills around Shenxiu Mountain, Diandeng Mountain and Hengshan Peak. Dad is not an unreasonable person and will not let him spend all his money to buy nearby. He only needs to spend half of the gold essence. Copper coins are enough. Having said that, if he is really smart, buying more mountains to surround your father's two mountains and one peak is the right way. Finally, you can also tell him that if you can keep a few copper coins, he will be in the small town. If you buy a few shops in the town, it is estimated that many good shops will change hands in the future, because many of the small town portals with connections outside will probably move out, so the price will definitely not be expensive, and it will only cost you a copper coin."

Ruan Xiu asked tentatively: "Dad, how about you buy the New Year's shop? Didn't you put away my two bags of copper coins? How about you give me back one first, just one?" "

Ruan Qiong said with an angry smile: "Don't think about the copper coins that dad has saved here. I advise you to give up quickly. By the way, you can let Chen Pingan pay for it. Now he is the boss of our town. Rich man."

Ruan Xiu said without hesitation: "How can that be done? He is so poor that he has to borrow more than ten taels of silver from others."

The corner of Ruan Qiong's mouth twitched. He couldn't bear it any longer. He turned around and asked, "Oh, dad's money is not money, it's just Chen Ping'an, right?"

Ruan Xiu chuckled and said, "I'm not familiar with him."

Ruan Qiong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Isn't this familiar? I don't know how you can let your father drink this kind of bad wine without any conscience, and then line your own pockets, just to lend money to that bastard? Girl, how mature do you think you are? Ruan Qiong took a deep sip of the mediocre soju and stood up, "Anyway, Dad has said everything that needs to be said. You can choose some words and talk to Chen Ping'an tomorrow."

The man strode away. In fact, he knew what he should say and what he shouldn't say, and his daughter would say it tomorrow.

The more Ruan Qiong thought about it, the more frustrated he became. The girl couldn't scold him, and he couldn't beat the little bastard who was digging into the corner with a small hoe. The man had no choice but to curse in a low voice, walk to a deserted open space, and throw away the bad-tasting rabbit. The empty wine bottle that he also drank up rose up from the ground, and in a blink of an eye, he landed at the door of the shop selling peach blossom spring roast in the town. Of course, the shop was already closed at this time. He knocked on the door hard, and soon there was someone. A woman got up sleepily from the backyard and opened the door, cursing and saying things like "rushing to seek death and reincarnation", "drinking in the middle of the night, why don't you drink urine, and you don't pay money", "dare to knock on the widow's door at night, you are not afraid of me" I'll break three of your legs", not polite at all.

Ruan Qiong stood at the door with a gloomy face and said nothing.

After seeing Master Ruan from the blacksmith shop, the woman took advantage of the moonlight and cut into the middle-aged man's muscular arm. Her face suddenly changed, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she held the man's arm with great enthusiasm. It was really As hard as iron, the woman's smile became more and more eager after a long drought. When leading the way, she stumbled and fell into the man's arms. Unfortunately, the iron man did not understand the charm and gently held her shoulders. Finally, He dropped the money, took two jugs of wine and strode away.

The woman stood at the door, her face full of sarcasm, and she laughed loudly: "What a strong man, but his last name is the same! Master Ruan, oh no, Master Ruan, if you come to my shop to buy wine in the future, I will charge you double the price." Hey! If Master Ruan gets tough one day, I might not charge you a penny, and the wine will be in vain and the people will sleep in vain."

Ruan Qiong walked indifferently to the end of the street. He flashed and did not return to the shop in the south of the town. Instead, he went to the north and came to a hill.

It's all broken porcelain, piled up into mountains.

Ruan Qiong found a place to sit cross-legged thirty steps away from the hill.

A voice sounded not far away, "What a coincidence, you are here too."

Ruan Qiong nodded and threw a bottle of wine.

The old man took the wine, weighed it, and said, "If you go to Widow Liu's shop to buy wine now, even a man will suffer a bit."

Of course Ruan Qiong didn't want to talk about this, but asked: "Mr. Yang, who is the young man next to the new supervisor Wu Yuan? I can't tell the difference. On the surface, he is no different from ordinary people."

The old man was Old Man Yang from Yang's shop. He took a sip of wine and said, "Unknown identity, but as the old saying goes, those who come are not kind, and those who are kind will not come, right?"

After Old Man Yang finished saying this, he looked up with a smile.

On the top of the Porcelain Mountain, there is a young man in a green shirt, standing with his hands folded in his sleeves, a mole between his eyebrows, and a springy smile.

The young man took out a hand from his sleeve and shook it, "First call people when you enter the door, and worship the gods first when you enter the temple. I know the rules. I met Master Ruan first and then came to see Mr. Yang. I can't fault the etiquette. "

Old Man Yang did not continue drinking. He found a rope somewhere and hung the wine bottle around his waist. He took a puff of dry cigarette and said with a smile: "Going into the mountains and swamps, drawing talismans will shock you. I just don't know whether you are drawing ghost talismans or fairy talismans." ah?"

The young man put away his hand, leaned forward slightly, and said with a smile: "No matter how Mr. Yang and Master Ruan misunderstood, in short, when I come here this time, I promise that after I say hello to you, there will be no more interactions. Well, if it is true, , I’m afraid it’s just the construction of the City God’s Pavilion. I’m responsible for it for the time being, and I’ll be a little involved with you two. As for the Wenchang Pavilion and the Wusheng Temple, I have no control over it. I just want to get a City God’s Pavilion the size of a sesame seed and a mung bean.”

According to popular sayings, within the boundaries of a county, the county magistrate has full jurisdiction over all affairs in the human world. As for the aloof clay sculpture City God, he is actually responsible for keeping an eye on the night and the underworld.

Master Ruan frowned. Was he a member of the Rites Department of the Dali Imperial Court? Or Qin Tianjian's Qi practitioner?

However, whether he is in the Ministry of Rites, Qintian Prison, or somewhere in the Great Li Palace, since he can stand on the top of the Porcelain Mountain so boldly, he must be at least a tenth-floor monk standing at the highest point of the Middle Five Realms.

So this boy is definitely not a boy.

The handsome monk, whose eyebrows were like a bit of cinnabar, looked at Old Man Yang and said: "Old sir, I have something to say first, be careful when sailing the ship of ten thousand years."

Old Man Yang took a long puff of dry smoke, but in the end he only exhaled an extremely thin wisp of smoke, which quickly and silently dissipated between heaven and earth.

The monk who looked like a handsome young man still had his hands in his sleeves, but the cuffs moved slightly, as if he was making a secret with his fingers.

Ruan Qiong sighed heavily, "For my sake, you two should just let it go. Otherwise, if the three of us fight in a melee, will we really destroy this thousand-mile radius?"

The young man immediately took his hands off his sleeves and raised them high, as if he might have changed his mind when the wind came. He smiled and said, "I have no problem."

Old Yang inhaled, and two wisps of imperceptible blue-purple smoke quickly flew into the old man's nose.

The old man sneered: "You know a lot."

The young man stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, "No more, no less, just right. For example, I only know how to call you Mr. Qing... Da, not Mr. Yang."

The boy deliberately missed a word.

It wasn't a joke or fun, but at the moment when that word was about to blurt out, he really felt the old man's murderous intention, resolute and decisive, so he chose to give in temporarily.

The young man leaned back and said with a smile: "Goodbye, I hope there will be no more goodbyes. Yangguan Road, single-plank bridge, or the gate of hell, everyone goes his own way and shows his magical powers."

The young man in green shirt who fell backward was nowhere to be seen.

Ruan Qiong said in a deep voice: "It may be the upper fifth realm!"

Old Man Yang sneered and said: "What a fuss, you Ruan Qiong are also in the fifth realm. No matter how small Dongbaopingzhou is, it is one of the nine continents. Not to mention the eleventh and twelfth floors, there are also Qi practitioners on the thirteenth floor. Opportunities arise.”

Ruan Qiong was not in a relaxed mood. He shook his head and said: "After all, I have only climbed to the eleventh floor for the first time, and my realm has not yet been stabilized. Although I am a soldier, I am still good at attacking and fighting, but..."

The old man shook his head, turned around and left, holding a cigarette stick and puffing out smoke, "Just be content. There are more than tens of millions of monks in the world, and the monks on the tenth floor are already rare, let alone the upper five realms. After all, you are actually afraid of that person. , that person is not afraid of you. If porcelain collides with jade, you two are actually guilty."

Ruan Qiong thought about it. He was not the one who wanted to get into trouble, so he simply stopped worrying about the origin of that strange boy. It would be best if the two sides could avoid conflict, and harmony would bring wealth.

With a bang, Ruan Qiong's body rose into the sky, and after reaching the sea of ​​clouds, he quickly fell towards the stream.

Old Man Yang, who slowly wandered back to the town, smiled and said, "You are so young and energetic."

A young man in a green shirt was walking in the alleys of the small town and muttered: "There must be night guards, watchmen, and markets. All kinds of waste are waiting to be done. Our county magistrate is very busy. .”

The handsome young man with the mole between his eyebrows gently turned a bunch of old keys with his fingers and walked into an alley called Erlang Lane. It is next to Xinghua Lane. It is said that there were two great and powerful figures in his ancestors, but in the end No one can tell who it is and what it did. As time goes by, it has become a topic of conversation among the old people under the old locust tree.

Now that the old locust tree has fallen down, the popularity of the town seems to have suddenly dropped a lot. The children were not impressed, but the young people felt that the field of vision was broadened and a large open space was gained for nothing, which was good. Only the nostalgic old people occasionally sighed. There are no wealthy families living in Erlang Lane and Xinghua Lane. They are just not as good as the previous ones, but more than enough than the lower ones. For example, the common people near Niping Lane, most of them can’t raise their heads when they see these two alleys. Granny Ma and her grandson Ma Kuxuan live in Xinghua Lane, and their family background is considered very good in the small town.

The young man stopped at the door of a house. Two brand-new painted door gods were pasted on the door. The young man looked up at one of the silver-armored door gods holding a short halberd. He was majestic, with one foot raised, a golden rooster standing alone, and a glaring Vajra look. , the young man smiled and said: "Returning home in rich clothes is nothing more than that."

The young man opened the door and entered. It was a small but exquisite house. There was a square patio above the head and a pool dug on the ground. It was very ventilated. There was a beauty seat on the second floor, which was suitable for stargazing at night and enjoying the snow in winter. The young man was very satisfied and said that it was good, it was a good place to cultivate one's health.

The young man moved a carved wooden chair and sat next to the pool. He shook his sleeves and a large pile of broken porcelain fell out, as big as a fist and as small as grains of rice. Countless pieces of broken porcelain came out. In the end, it was so full that even a basket could not fit in it, and it was all suspended above the pool under the patio.

This hand is truly a masterpiece.

The young man looked around, rubbed his eyebrows, and said to himself: "Where to start?"

"It's up to you." Finally, the maroon red piece of broken porcelain that caught his eye the most, and with a slight movement of his heart, it flew out from the pile of porcelain and quietly stopped in the air a foot away in front of him.

After that, broken porcelain kept flying out from the hill, coming to the young man, and then being gently placed somewhere by him.

It's like piecing together a piece of porcelain.

The next day, at the blacksmith shop, Ruan Xiu handed Chen Pingan two maps. One was old and the paper was yellowed. The mountains on the map were undulating, but the names of the mountains were all A1, B3, etc., and they still smelled of fresh ink. On the new map, in addition, there are less boring names such as Longji Mountain, Zhenzhu Mountain, Shenxiu Mountain, and finally "Dali Longquan County".

Ruan Xiu pointed to the place names and mountain names, explained and introduced them to Chen Pingan one by one, and finally reminded: "Although the two maps look like they are only offset by the size of a fingernail, when you go into the mountains, you will find that it may be There is a gap of several miles in the mountain road, because after the Lizhu Cave Sky fell on the ground of Dali, the ground shook greatly, and even some peaks with weak roots collapsed at that time, which also affected your path forward. There are many accidents on the Internet, so you must be careful."

Chen Pingan carefully put away the two maps, and finally carried a backpack, which was similar to the last time he took Chen Dui and the others into the mountains. He apologized to Ruan Xiu: "This time I will try to walk to Diandeng Mountain and Hengshan Peak on the map. It will take at least half a month and at most a month to return here."

Ruan Xiu said softly: "It's been so long, so why do you bring enough food?"

Chen Ping'an held back his laughter, "I'm used to living in the mountains. I can eat wild game, wild fruits, and find them all. I promise I won't starve myself."

Ruan Xiu nodded and smiled: "My father promised to lend you a dozen taels of silver. I will definitely be able to give it to you after you come out of the mountain."

Chen Pingan thought for a while and then told the truth, "Miss Ruan, please don't wrong yourself. I can figure out the money myself. You can't really insist on not eating snacks from the New Year's shop for ten and a half days, right?" "

Ruan Xiu's face turned red and she couldn't figure out how he knew the truth.

Chen Pingan was a little helpless, smiling and saying nothing. I thought it was strange that Master Ruan was willing to lend me money because of his bad temper. So it wasn’t that I was blind, but that Miss Ruan, your cover-up was really not very good.

Seeing that she was a little disappointed, Chen Pingan quickly comforted her and said, "Miss Ruan, I appreciate your kindness. Thank you."

Ruan Xiu pursed her lips and smiled.

She suddenly said: "I'll give it to you."

Chen Ping'an had already strode away, turned around and waved his hands: "No, I'm very familiar with the road and can walk with my eyes closed."

The girl with the ponytail said softly, then waved goodbye to him.

After Chen Ping'an walked out of Ruan's shop, he ran upstream along the stream.

Chen Pingan was not interested in the few hills near the town. Although it was not big and the price was not expensive, he did not want to buy it here. It was too close to the town and this kind of limelight would not be possible. Moreover, Master Ruan had said several times before. In a hint, in this area including the peaks of "Jizhen Mountain" and "Yuanmu Peak", the foundation of the mountain tops was actually good, but it was a pity that it was almost hollowed out over the years, so it was just a few embroidered pillows. Walking westward, things got better when we reached the Pearl Mountain.

Chen Ping'an walked for a full day and night, during which he only rested for less than two hours, before finally climbing to the top of a hill, taking a deep breath, and feeling the fragrance of mountains and wild vegetation fill his heart and lungs.

The boy in straw sandals puffed up his chest, stamped his feet, and said proudly: "This is mine!"