Sword of Coming

Not long after the straw-shoe boy left the house, the girl in green stamped her feet and was about to follow. She was stopped by the middle-aged man who had changed from Master Ruan to Master Ruan and said seriously: "Xiuxiu! If you get involved now, you will only be a disservice. , If you harm Chen Pingan, then you will truly be beyond redemption."

Ruan Xiu did not turn around, but turned her head suddenly, and her black ponytail was thrown into a beautiful arc in the air. The girl's eyes were sharp, and her tone was almost harsh: "Dad, you didn't get involved in Liu Xianyang's matter, so what's the result? "

The man hesitated to speak, but in the end he still resisted revealing the secret and said in a deep voice: "I believe dad, the biggest help you can give that boy now is to tell him as many secrets and rules of this small cave as possible, so that he can Strive to act within the framework, be at the right time, place, and people, and be able to occupy more of the same is the same."

Ruan Xiu seemed to understand but was hesitant. The man waved his hand and patiently warned: "One move can affect the whole body. You are my daughter, Ruan Qiong, the boy from Mud Bottle Lane. No matter how big the stone he throws into the pond, the splash will be limited." To disturb the old bastard under the water means that everything can be dealt with, but you, Ruan Xiu, are different. Remember, whenever there is calm in big things, and I ask you to read more, you will never listen! You have the character of a back alley boy. Even worse, you are still a cultivator."

In fact, as soon as the man said this last sentence, he regretted it a little. There is no way, when it comes to his daughter, a man can't control the last words that are sure to cause trouble. Fortunately, this time the girl didn't feel aggrieved and ran out of the house quickly, leaving behind a man with a complicated mood.

The man whose real name was Ruan Qiong chose a stool and sat down, holding the tall boy's wrist. His pulse was a mess, and it was extremely bad. The man who was already in a bad mood became even more gloomy and complained loudly: "It's true that Qi Jingchun is acting opportunistically like this in Zhengyang Mountain. Even if we can't expel him in accordance with the rules, we can at least teach him a lesson and scare the monkeys." Even if you can't kill him, what's the problem with a few hits? Otherwise, new people will continue to pour into this world, making it even more mixed, and there will be chaos? Why, you are thinking that you will step down in a few days anyway, and at worst, you will leave me alone. A messy mess? Where is the promised scholar’s ​​responsibility..."

The poor old man sat aside and watched his nose and heart, never interrupting to avoid getting into trouble. The old man only dared to keep complaining in his heart, and he promised to be calm during major events.

After Ruan Qiong finished complaining, he finally sighed: "Qi Jingchun is so tied up that there is nothing you can do about it. You can ignore what I said in front of you, but don't ignore this sentence."

The old shopkeeper of Yang's shop had actually been eavesdropping with his ears pricked up. After hearing what he said, he immediately admired him and thought that he was worthy of being the next saint to sit in the cave. He had such a face that he could block a flying sword.

Ruan Qiong suddenly looked at the old man and asked: "I only heard that the girl who got married was thrown out of water. This damn girl hasn't gotten married yet, and her elbows are already bent outwards?"

The old man really held it in for a long time, and couldn't help but want to say a few words of conscience, otherwise he would be sorry for his unyielding character, so he plucked up the courage to say: "Master Ruan, is it because of my old age and my dim eyesight? I always feel that The boy doesn’t seem to like your Xiu Xiu that much.”

Ruan Qiongzhan looked at the old man with pity and said categorically: "There is no doubt that you are just blind!"

The old man also looked at the man with a pitiful look.

They were both speechless.

Over at the well, Ruan Xiu caught up with Chen Ping'an and didn't speak, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Chen Pingan smiled at her, remembering the first time he met her at Qing Niubei, he thought she was mute or couldn't speak the dialect in this small town. Now I realize that she just doesn't like to talk.

She followed the footsteps of the straw-shoe boy and walked towards the covered bridge. The girl in green finally plucked up the courage and said: "Chen Ping'an, my name is Ruan Xiu, and my father's name is Ruan Qiong. He is a swordsmith. I have been forging iron with my father since I was a child. Sword making, I came to your town this time. My father said that it was due to the entrustment of the sect and the water and soil here are most suitable for making sword furnaces, so I came here to wade in the muddy water. In fact, I know in my heart that my father wanted to find something for me. An opportunity, my father is very concerned about face, just like your friend Liu Xianyang. My father actually really wants to accept this disciple. You may not know that, if my father chooses to establish a sect here in the future, he will be the first disciple of the mountain. The choice of candidate is very important, so he is not unwilling to save others, so don’t blame him..."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I don't blame your father."

At this point, the straw-shoe boy paused, raised the back of his hand to wipe his chin, and said bitterly: "I know I shouldn't blame others, but actually I feel very angry. I'm very angry about why your father didn't accept Liu Xianyang as his apprentice earlier. Why is Liu Xianyang so angry?" When something happened, no one stopped me, even though I knew it was wrong, I was still very angry."

Ruan Xiu nodded, "This is human nature."

Chen Ping'an didn't want to spend any more time here and asked, "Miss Ruan, do you have anything to do with me?"

Ruan Xiu asked cautiously: "Are you going to seek revenge from the people in Zhengyang Mountain now?"

Chen Pingan said nothing, neither denying nor admitting.

The girl was not a person who was good at words, so she just said whatever came to her mind: "Don't be so reckless. Zhengyang Mountain is originally a famous sect in our Dongbaopingzhou. The identity of the old ape is actually related to Zhengyang Mountain." The old ape is no different. Even if the old ape cannot use magical powers here, it will be very simple to deal with you! Moreover, after he seriously injured Liu Xianyang, Mr. Qi will definitely punish him, so at least you don’t have to worry about this matter. Being treated like nothing happened..."

Chen Ping'an interrupted the girl's words and said, "Miss Ruan, by punishment, do you mean that the murderer will be driven out of the town?"

Ruan Xiu was speechless.

Chen Ping'an smiled and comforted the girl in turn, his eyes were sincere and as clear as a stream, "Miss Ruan, I appreciate your kindness. Of course I won't rush forward stupidly and directly fight against that kind of god."

Ruan Xiu felt relieved and patted her chest habitually. Perhaps she felt that her behavior was a bit childish and not elegant enough, not like a lady, so the girl with the ponytail laughed a little embarrassed.

Chen Pingan also laughed and said, "I only gave you three fish last time. I was too stingy."

Ruan Xiu was a little shy and quickly asked worriedly: "Your left hand?"

Chen Ping'an raised his tightly bandaged left hand, "It doesn't matter, it's out of the way."

Ruan Xiu collected her thoughts and said slowly: "Chen Ping'an, don't be impulsive. Mr. Qi's situation in the school is quite difficult now, and when Mr. Qi and my father hand over, it is very likely that the town will usher in earth-shaking changes. It’s hard to say whether the new situation is good or bad, so it’s easy to be quiet but not easy to move.”

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

Ruan Xiu was inexplicably anxious.

In the final analysis, it was because she was very anxious. According to her temperament, she should have killed the old ape from Zhengyang Mountain at this moment, but now she had to persuade the young man not to take risks. This was against her true intention. But the problem is, as she said herself, the general trend is indeed easy to remain calm but not easy to move. This is also her intuition.

She, Ruan Xiu, recklessly went to find someone to ask for an explanation. Even if she caused trouble for Po Tian, ​​her father would definitely not ignore it and would probably suppress it.

But the Chen Pingan in front of him could only live and die on his own terms.

Chen Pingan and Ruan Xiudao left and ran to the covered bridge alone.

Farewell to the girl, meet the girl again.

On the stone steps at the south end of the covered bridge, there was a young girl sitting with swords stacked on top of her, with a solemn face.

She was wearing a dark green robe, with narrow eyebrows and pursed lips. There were two gorgeously woven gold embroidered bags beside her.

Chen Pingan ran quickly towards the covered bridge. As soon as he reached the bottom of the steps, the girl Ning Yao threw down the two bags of copper coins and said calmly: "Give it back to you."

Chen Ping'an stood at the foot of the steps, catching two bags of money with both hands, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Ning Yao said with a straight face: "I promised to ensure Liu Xianyang's safety, but now I failed to do it. I, Ning Yao, am sorry for you Chen Pingan and Liu Xianyang!"

The girl knew very well that in this small town, a boy with an ordinary body would be punched in the chest by a fairy figure, and no one could save him. Furthermore, if Liu Xianyang is rescued, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, with Chen Ping'an's bad-good character, he will definitely not leave even if he stays in the blacksmith shop and will be beheaded.

Chen Ping'an walked up the steps, squatted not far from her, handed the two bags of money back to the girl, and said softly: "Miss Ning, keep the money, plus the bag hidden in my house in Mud Ping Lane, you can Take it all, I don’t need it anymore. In the future, I hope that if possible, I can help hire people to take care of the house of Liu Xianyang and I."

The girl did not take the money bag, but laughed angrily, "Then do you want me to help you put up Spring Festival couplets and door gods every Spring Festival?"

Chen Ping'an said seriously: "If possible, it is best."

The girl was almost so angry that she yelled: "I was slapped in the face by a cow's tail when I was a child. Isn't that amazing?! You can justifiably do stupid things? This pisses me off! In short, Chen Pingan, please leave this matter alone. Do you think it's just you?" How can that little three-legged cat skill deal with a mountain-moving ape from Zhengyang Mountain? From now on, you can take care of Liu Xianyang’s shabby house by yourself, and your Spring Festival Couplet doorkeeper should go and buy it yourself! I, Ning Yao, will not serve you!"

Chen Pingan looked at the girl and said: "Miss Ning, although I have not known you for a long time, I can be sure of one thing. If you are confident to help Liu Xianyang get revenge, you will never return the two bags of money to me, at least not here. when."

Chen Pingan put the money on the step between the two of them, "Miss Ning, what time is it now, do you think I am still in the mood to say polite words to you? You, me, and Liu Xianyang are just doing a business The business is not sincere to deceive us. It’s just that no one would have thought of such a natural or man-made disaster. How could there be any reason for you to lose your life? Believe me, it’s not just me, Chen Pingan, who doesn’t want to see this, but neither does that fool Liu Xianyang. I am willing. If he could speak, he would only talk about men’s matters, and women should leave them alone..."

The young man suddenly grinned and said, "Of course I dare not tell Miss Ning like that."

Ning Yao placed his hands on the long sword with a white sheath and squinted his eyes: "I only said half of what I said before, and half of it was guilt. Besides, since I ran away from home, I, Ning Yao, have traveled all over the world and have never encountered any obstacle." Past time!"

The girl stretched out her thumb and pointed at her heart, "It's the same here!"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "Miss Ning, before you do anything, can you let me find three people? After that, we will each do our own thing!"

Ning Yao asked: "How long will it take?"

Chen Pingan said without hesitation: "At most half a day!"

Ning Yao asked again: "Besides Qi Jingchun, who are the other two?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Miss Ning, please stop asking."

Ning Yao frowned and said, "The Kiln Supervisor Office has nothing to do with this. Do you really think it's a trivial matter like stealing and fighting on the street?"

Just as Chen Ping'an was about to stand up, Ning Yao said in a deep voice: "Take the money!"

Chen Pingan had to put it away first.

"Chen Pingan! Wait a moment and turn around first."

After asking Chen Pingan to turn around, Ning Yao suddenly bent down, lifted up his robe, took off a simple short knife tied to his calf, stood up and handed it to the young man, saying in a very solemn tone: This is unique to our hometown. Every woman has a skirt-pressing knife. I don't care about local customs. But don’t forget, this knife is lent to you, not given to you! "

Chen Ping'an was a little confused, but stretched out a hand to catch the dagger.

The girl said angrily: "Use your hands! Can you understand some etiquette?!"

The young man quickly raised his other hand, but he was still puzzled.

Ning Yao said angrily: "Do you think you can kill that mountain-moving ape with just a few pieces of broken porcelain? Cai Jinjian is just a character who has not gone very far on the path of cultivation, not to mention that old beast in Zhengyang Mountain was born with strange phenomena , most of all, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick. Not to mention the porcelain pieces, even ordinary immortal weapons can't hurt the old beast at all. What's the point of getting one or two scars after being stretched to death? It's useless!"

The boy who took the knife in both hands but didn't know how to place it looked a little strange at this moment.

Ning Yao glared and said, "I'm going to kill someone with a knife, why don't I say a few foul words?!"

Chen Pingan was speechless. For some reason, the young man sat back on the steps and looked up at the southern sky.

The girl stood beside the boy.

Chen Pingan persuaded him for the last time: "It will really kill people."

The girl crossed her chest with her hands, holding a sword on one side and a knife hanging on the other. Her face was indifferent, "I have seen more dead people than you have seen living people."

Then she deliberately said in a casual tone: "That skirt-pressing knife, you can tie it to your arm and hide it in your sleeve."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

Chen Pingan patted his knees hard, stood up, and suddenly said: "I'm glad to meet you."

The girl suddenly turned around and took the lead in walking on the covered bridge.

A heroic and charming girl, with a long sword in a snow-white scabbard and a narrow knife in a light green scabbard.

Her figure at this time.

It was the most beautiful scene the young man had ever seen in his life, bar none.

At this moment, the young man felt that even if he could leave the town, he would not see a more heart-warming scene than this.

No loss in this life.

Therefore, the young man who originally became a little afraid of death because of Lu Daochang's words, is no longer afraid of death as before.

Just die.