Sword of Coming

After Liu Xianyang and Chen Pingan walked out of Mud Bottle Alley, they found two groups of people standing on the left and right. The little girl was riding on the neck of the burly old man, and the arrogant boy in bright red robes was standing next to the graceful woman. When Liu Xianyang walked through, he was calm and composed. In the eyes of the white-haired old man, he seemed to have the demeanor of a general. The caution and restraint that the straw-shoe boy tried hard to hide was quite unacceptable.

After Lu Zhengchun said goodbye to the two of them, he stayed in place cautiously and carefully reported: "Liu Xianyang suggested that the immortal masters give a suitable price, and next time he will bear the pain and sell the family heirloom."

The woman looked at the white-haired old man in Zhengyang Mountain and asked with a smile: "What do you think, Senior Yuan?"

The old man thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "There are only three things to do. Before that, according to what Liu Xianyang said, give him a huge wealth. Zhengyang Mountain can give this young man the status of a true disciple of the mountain sect. In addition, In addition, I will also lend him a magic weapon privately for a hundred years. As for the Xu family of Qingfeng City, you can take care of it yourself."

The woman was shocked: "The identity of Zhengyang Mountain's true successor is already extremely noble, but Senior Yuan still wants to come up with a magic weapon? Is this young man named Liu still a spiritual genius who was exposed by the porcelain buyer when he was nine years old? "

The old man ignored it and just smiled at the young master: "There are many shops in the town, each with its own origin. Miss, you can go shopping and maybe you can find something missing."

The little girl shouted "drive, drive, drive" with a childlike innocence. The old man, who is the chief worshiper of Zhengyang Mountain, laughed and started jogging, moving like a mountain.

The boy smiled and said: "Zhengyang Mountain is so majestic!"

The woman signaled Lu Zhengchun to go back home first, and she walked casually on the street with her son, explaining to him the origin, "In addition to the ordinary main mountain climbing road, Zhengyang Mountain also has a special 'Sword Way' that has been passed down to this day. , six roads to the top have been opened up, which means that six genuine sword immortals have emerged in Zhengyang Mountain."

The boy sneered and said: "What's the use of having a rich history? How many years can you live on your laurels? The Qi practitioners from all walks of life who can come to the town, even if they are better than the few groups we have later, every family, whose ancestors have not been richer?"

The woman held the child's hand and said with a smile: "Then do you know that in the past hundred years, two brand-new kendos are about to reach the top of Zhengyang Mountain? The surprising thing about that little girl of the same age as you is that she can On the 'Sword Top' with vertical and horizontal sword aura, you can move forward and retreat freely, and the length of time you stay there is no less than that of the ancestors of Zhengyang Mountain."

The boy was stunned for a moment, then stopped and said with great annoyance: "Since that stupid girl is so well-off, why didn't you tell me, mother, so that I wouldn't have tit-for-tat with her along the way and cause her trouble?" Just contradict me, if I marry her as my wife in a few years, and then we can become a Taoist couple in the future, wouldn’t it be a great benefit to our Qingfeng City?!"

The woman looked at that pretty childish face and was furious, like a young tiger. Instead of being angry, she smiled, "You and that little girl are both great practitioners who are expected to reach the 'Upper Five Realms', so Your marriage line will become more complicated and changeable. If you insist on going your own way and do it deliberately, it will be unsightly. Do you really think that girl now just hates you wholeheartedly? "

The boy frowned and said, "Otherwise?"

The woman said softly: "Let nature take its course."

The boy suddenly said seriously: "Mom, I don't like the guy following Liu Xianyang. I dislike him very much from the first sight!"

The woman asked curiously: "Why is this?"

The child thought carefully for a moment and replied: "This guy is a bit strange. He is different from Lu Zhengchun who understands everything, and Liu Xianyang who understands nothing. Also, I especially hate his eyes!"

The woman just thought it was her son who was acting childish again, so she persuaded him: "You can't do whatever you want in a small town, but you have to think about what will happen to everyone here after the world collapses. Will you feel much better? .”

The child nodded and subconsciously repeated the two words he used when he first met the straw-shoe boy, "Ant!"

After leaving the town, Chen Pingan and Liu Xianyang soon saw the covered bridge. Liu Xianyang asked casually: "You said Song Jixin, why did I build this covered bridge? It was just built, and why? Why did they have to cover the previous stone arch bridge? I heard that the stone bridge has not been demolished yet, as if it was wearing a piece of clothing. I wonder if it will be hot in the summer, hahaha..."

At the end of the sentence, the tall boy was amused by himself.

There is a gold-lettered plaque hanging at this end of the covered bridge. It is a four-character plaque written by an unknown person. The characters are huge and read, "Winds and rivers rise."

When the two teenagers walked up the steps, Liu Xianyang stamped his feet hard and said mysteriously: "Old man Yao once told me that there was something strange under the steps. He said that when the covered bridge was just built, one night late at night Here, Song Jixin's father ordered people to dig a big hole here and bury a large porcelain jar as tall as a man. Are you afraid?"

Chen Pingan said angrily: "There is nothing to be afraid of."

The two of them walked into the shady covered bridge, and Liu Xianyang whispered: "Do you think it's because of the deep pool under the bridge that several people drowned, so we need to invite monks and Taoists to perform rituals to ward off evil spirits?"

Chen Pingan never talks nonsense about ghosts and gods.

Liu Xianyang lost interest when he couldn't get the answer.

This newly built wooden covered bridge still smells faintly of wood and lacquer. The wood of the main beams and pillars are all cut down from the old forests in the mountains that have been closed for countless years. It is extremely difficult to transport out of the mountains and around. The water level of the creek running along the mountain is usually not high, which is far from enough to float the huge logs. We had to choose the time of heavy rain. The mountain road is muddy and slippery. If you are not careful, you will fall into the flood. It is extremely dangerous. Fortunately, there was no accident that time. Young and strong people fell into the water and died. Some people say that the school teacher Qi Jingchun personally went to help when the wood was transported out of the mountain, and taught people how to operate it step by step. Therefore, it was thanks to Mr. Qi that everything was safe.

When he reached the steps of the covered bridge in the north, Liu Xianyang suddenly sat down on the huge long blue stone. Chen Pingan had to squat beside him.

Liu Xianyang asked with a smile: "If it weren't for me, would you and Song Jixin have become very good friends?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "The relationship may be better, but it's not much better."

Liu Xianyang asked curiously: "Why? You two are neighbors and you are about the same age. To be honest, Song Jixin likes to drop bookcases and his words are ugly, but he doesn't seem to have done anything harmful. And you?" You have a temper that is easy to get along with, why can’t you?”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Let's not talk about this. When we get to the blacksmith shop, don't be fooled. Whether you can keep your family's treasure armor depends on whether you can become Master Ruan's apprentice."

"I know, I know, Chen Pingan, to be honest, you have a nagging temper. You really need to change it in the future, otherwise I will be annoyed to death by you."

Liu Xianyang fell backwards, resting his head on the top step of the covered bridge, looking at the blue sky, and said: "You followed Old Man Yao to walk very far, and climbed very high. How far can you see the scenery?" ah?"

Chen Ping'an casually pulled out a piece of licorice, dusted off the dust, put it in his mouth and chewed it, saying vaguely: "The most recent time was probably the year before last, when I went back and forth with Old Man Yao, which took about ten days. We went around more than ten forbidden hills alone, and finally we came to a very strange mountain. It was so high that it was scary. You might not believe it when you tell me, but when you climbed halfway up the mountain, at a glance, it was already covered with clouds and mist. In the end, Old Yao and I finally reached the top of the mountain, but..."

Liu Xianyang waited for a long time, but did not wait for the next sentence. He turned around and smiled: "You are not like you who lift up your crotch in the middle of a poop!"

Chen Ping'an was a little sentimental and said softly: "You also know that Old Man Yao has a very bad impression of me. He almost never talks to me, and he is unwilling to teach me the true skill of making porcelain. Every time I go into the mountains, Old Man Yao doesn't like me. Talking, from entering the mountain to returning to Longyao, there are actually only a few words in total. But after arriving at the top of the mountain, Old Man Yao probably said a little more because he was in a good mood, saying, "Let me see over there." Just forget about the scenery after you see it. Don’t talk too much after you come down from the mountain. As a human being, you should immerse yourself in work. If you just talk, you will be embarrassed even if you leave the town."

Liu Xianyang consoled him: "It's not me who says nice things to Old Man Yao. He doesn't like you, but he doesn't hate you either. He has a bad temper towards everyone, so it's better to come to my side."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "So from the bottom of my heart, I have always been very grateful to Old Man Yao."

Liu Xianyang suddenly said angrily: "After all this talk, you still haven't said what you saw!"

Chen Pingan pointed to the east, "The mountain we climbed is already very high, but when I looked at the top of the mountain, there was another mountain to the east, which was even higher. I couldn't even tell how high it was."

Liu Xianyang cursed and said, "Didn't you just see a high mountain? I damn thought you saw a god flying in the clouds and mist!"

Chen Pingan thought for a while and said with longing, "Maybe there are gods on that mountain?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and asked: "Chen Ping'an, do you think gods also need to eat, drink and relieve themselves?"

Chen Pingan rubbed his chin, "It would be outrageous if gods also pooped."

Liu Xianyang slapped Chen Ping'an hard on the head, then stood up and ran, "If you're not a god, I'll shit on your head!"

Liu Xianyang's attack was neither light nor heavy, and Chen Ping'an was a little dazed by the beating. He didn't think of chasing the tall boy. After getting up, he said to himself: "Thunder, are the gods snoring in their sleep? If it rains, It must not be a fairy peeing, then it would be too miserable for us..."

Chen Pingan quickened his pace and soon caught up with Liu Xianyang.

After much fussing, they finally arrived at the blacksmith shop by the stream. Seven or eight yellow mud houses and huts had been built. In Chen Pingan's eyes, these were all piles of copper coins.

There are also a large group of small town teenagers and young adults who are digging wells. Most of their peers are apprentices in the dragon kiln like Liu Xianyang. After losing the porcelain rice bowl rewarded by the emperor, they can continue to earn an iron rice bowl in the blacksmith shop. Quite lucky. However, according to Liu Xianyang, most of these helpers were part-time workers who did odd jobs. Master Ruan said that he would only accept a few disciples at most, and the rest would become long-term workers at most.

Liu Xianyang waved his hand and said: "You wait here, I'll go say hello to Master Ruan and see if I can show you the scene of blacksmithing. Tsk tsk, if you see his daughter beating the iron, I guarantee that I will scare you to death." !”

Chen Ping'an stood still and did not move around at will.

Looking around, there are already seven prototypes of wells. There are still reel frames and fences at the wellheads. At some wellheads, people are constantly drilling out with dustpans on their heads.

Looking at the busy people digging wells, Chen Pingan squatted down habitually, picked up a handful of soil, and slowly rubbed it with his fingertips.

It feels relatively moist, but in fact it is not water-based soil. On the contrary, it is fire-based soil, but it is the last type of fire-based soil. According to Mr. Yao, this is called "July flow fire soil", and the soil will change on its own. It turns to warm and cool, not too dry, and has strong plasticity. It also means that when the well wall is reinforced, it is not easy to collapse, which is a good thing.

It is obvious that Master Ruan, the blacksmith, is definitely not a layman even if he is not an expert in digging wells.

It's just that Chen Ping'an doesn't quite understand why so many wells were dug in such a big place.

Chen Pingan turned his head to look in the direction of the stream and grinned.

Now, in the eyes of the straw-shoe boy, this nameless stream is a treasure house filled with gold, silver and copper coins.

But after touching the snake gallstones tonight, Chen Ping'an would secretly go to Mud Bottle Alley, and go dig under the big water tank in his house as Lu Can had whispered before he left the town. Gu Can was so furious at the time that he didn't say anything, except that it was his family's treasure, and even his mother didn't know where he had hidden it.

Chen Pingan wanted to laugh when he thought of that slug.

In the past, Chen Pingan was Liu Xianyang's follower. He followed Liu Xianyang to catch fish, snakes and dig out bird's nests. After Chen Pingan became a teenager, he also had a little follower behind him.

To the helpless boy in straw sandals, one is his elder brother and the other is his younger brother.

One needs him to repay his kindness, and the other needs him to take care of him.

So after so many years, Chen Pingan's life has been very difficult, but not bitter.