Sword of Coming

In the night, Chen Pingan fled to the mountains and ran like crazy. Not long after, he ran into a bamboo forest with extremely soft soil. The boy in straw sandals began to deliberately slow down his steps.

After about half a stick of incense, he was about to run out of the edge of the bamboo forest. The boy suddenly climbed onto a bamboo on the left and swung to another bamboo not far away. He looked more like an ape than the mountain-moving ape in Zhengyang Mountain. Repeatedly After several times, he finally landed lightly. He squatted down and wiped away the footprints with his hands. He turned around and saw that the first bamboo was five or six feet away. The young man then started to continue running.

In less than a moment of burning the incense, the sound of the stream could be vaguely heard. Instead of stopping, the boy who was running wildly did not stop. Instead, he jumped up high and fell into the stream. Soon the boy stood up, and it turned out that he had fallen into the stream. The young man who was very familiar with the land and landscape tried his best to keep his eyes open. With his extraordinary eyesight and memory, he jumped on the rocks in the stream and fled all the way downstream. If he had been If you go on like this, you can reach Qingniubei by the stream in the south of the town, then the covered bridge, and finally Master Ruan's blacksmith shop.

However, the boy did not get too close to Qingniu's back. Instead, after the creek came out of the mountain, it suddenly narrowed down to the narrowest point of a woman's waist, and he stayed on the right side of the river.

Soon I heard the woman shout softly: "Chen Pingan, this way."

Chen Pingan quickly squatted down, panting, and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The girl in black asked in a low voice: "Can you really trick the old ape into going to the mountain?"

The young man said bitterly: "I tried my best."

It was Ning Yao who also took a detour from Fulu Street in the small town to meet up. She asked: "Are you injured?"

The straw-shoe boy shook his head and said, "It's a small injury."

The girl had mixed feelings and said angrily: "You dare to play like this, the old ape didn't kill you, you are lucky!"

Chen Ping'an grinned and said: "Old beast, you broke the rules once. But if you had taken action a little later, I would probably be in trouble."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then said cheerfully: "It's really done? Sure, Chen Pingan!"

Chen Pingan chuckled.

Ning Yao rolled his eyes and asked, "What's next?"

The boy in straw sandals thought for a while, "The general direction we set before remains unchanged, but some details need to be changed. The old ape is too powerful."

Ning Yao slapped the straw-shoe boy on the head and laughed angrily: "You just know?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Miss Ning, turn around, I'm going to apply some herbal medicine on your back. By the way, help me look over the creek."

The girl turned around generously and faced the stream upstream.

Chen Pingan took off the coat that originally belonged to Liu Xianyang, took off the wooden porcelain armor, took out the porcelain bottle from Yang's shop from a bag on his waist, poured some thick ointment into the palm of his right hand, and poured it into the palm of his left hand. Lift up your shirt and apply it on your back with your right hand.

The young man, who was very capable of bearing pain, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Although the girl did not turn around, she still asked: "Does it hurt?"

The young man smiled and said: "What does this mean?"

The girl curled her lips, how dare you try so hard.

In the house on the far west side of the town, a woman sat on the ground and cried loudly, beating her chest vigorously and swaying. Her thin clothes showed signs of exploding at any time. Her young children, who were covered in dirt, were unknown. Standing next to my mother, there was a simple and honest man squatting outside the house, sighing with helplessness on his face. There was an extra hole in the roof for no reason. The coldness of spring had not faded away yet, but my body and bones could bear it, but next my mother-in-law and son How are you doing?

Neighbors not far away gathered together and pointed. Some people said they had heard noises on their roofs before. At first, they thought it was a wild cat causing trouble and didn't take it seriously. Some people also say that the west side of the town is not peaceful today. It seems that some children saw an old god in white, floating around. He could take ten steps as a common man with one step, and he could fly over the walls. They didn't know that he was the Lord of the Land. After running out of the ancestral hall, the mountain god came out of the mountain again.

There was a young swordsman from Fenglei Garden squatting alone in a place with a heavy face.

Liu Baqiao was chatting with Mr. Cui at the Supervisory Office. After hearing the news about the Li family mansion, he smelled the fishy smell. However, this handsome man from Fengleiyuan, no matter how conceited he was, did not dare to come and provoke a mountain-moving ape. , just wondering if I could watch the fire from the other side. If I had the opportunity to trick the old ape, it would be even more satisfying. So Liu Baqiao touched the eaves of the library of a large house, overlooking the town, looking for the movements of the old ape. As a result, he soon discovered the strange movement in the Ni Bottle Lane in the west of the city, so Liu Baqiao, who was bold by nature, quietly Stalking.

At the moment when the mountain guarding ape of Zhengyang Mountain did not hesitate to use his energy, after Liu Baqiao was injured, the natal flying sword, which had to be moved to the Mingtang orifice, was ready to move and was almost "unsheathed". Because in this weird world, the level of cultivation is directly proportional to the intensity of Heavenly Dao's suppression. According to Liu Baqiao's estimation, it will not be easy for the mountain guarding ape. Even if he can force his luck to breathe, and use his tyrannical physique or supreme magical power afterwards, he will Come to suppress the boiling of the air sea caused by the Heavenly Dao, but the number of such "cheating" must not be too many, otherwise you will bear the huge risk of the flood bursting the embankments, and it is not impossible that the Nian Dao Xing will be destroyed in one go. To say the least, every time someone acts as a "god" from outside the world, it is already a loss. In fact, it is equivalent to the loss of life of ordinary people in the world.

But when Liu Baqiao saw the landing place where the old ape stepped on the collapsed roof and the two big pits where he stood, the Fengleiyuan kendo genius began to be glad that he did not act rashly, otherwise he would get angry. With the strength of his fresh air, if he hadn't discovered the movement in the Li family mansion on Fulu Street, he would have had to determine the safety of the little girl in Zhengyang Mountain. He might not have been 100% sure about chasing down the cunning, fox-like straw-shoe boy, but chasing him To kill Liu Baqiao himself, he must kill every one accurately.

Of course, the old ape is neither blind nor a fool. When his own flying sword is about to come out, the mountain guarding ape must have noticed his existence.

It's just that Liu Baqiao wandered around the ghost gate and was afraid of the old ape's existence. However, he was not afraid of the existence of the old ape. Fenglei Garden and Zhengyang Mountain, no matter how different the strength of the two sides was, it was better not to take action. Once one of them chose If you take action, you will be in a desperate situation, and people with low cultivation will never kowtow to their opponents and beg for mercy. This is a fact that has been proved by countless lives in the two East Aquarius Island Swordsman Holy Lands for five hundred years.

What's more, Liu Baqiao is not without backup in the small town.

Liu Baqiao stood up slowly, and did not go straight back to the government office. Instead, he walked towards the dilapidated house on the far west side. He stood outside the low yellow mud wall and gave a loud feeding. The man and his wife both turned to look at him. After that, he casually threw a gold and copper coin to the woman whose pear blossoms were covered with rain, and said with a smile: "Sister, please stop howling, I'm so scared even at such a distance!"

The woman took the golden copper coin and glanced down at the style. It was similar to the copper coin, but the color was different. She was a little dazed and asked in a low voice: "Gold?"

Liu Baqiao laughed and said: "No. But it's much more valuable than gold..."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then became furious, and threw the golden copper coin at the foreign young man. She stood up, put her hands on her hips and cursed: "Get out of here! I still believe it is gold, but is it worth more than gold? Are you an old lady?" Have you seen the world?! I am also a person who has touched money with my own hands. You are a little bastard with no hair, and you don’t even plucking the little loach in your crotch. You dare to come to my place and pretend to be a master. My man is not dead yet. Woolen cloth!"

At this point, the woman became even more angry. She walked over quickly. Her thick waist, which was not much slender than a bucket, could be twisted into a unique style by her. She kicked the man who was squatting on the ground and said nothing. The man kicked him until he fell sideways to the ground. Not to mention fighting back, the man didn't even dare to talk back. He crawled on his waist and ran away, then continued to squat with a resentful look in his eyes.

The woman pointed at her man and cursed: "You're a worthless coward. He's no different from the dead. He pretends to be dead when something happens. He wanders around all day long fishing for fish and snakes. He's almost like a child wearing crotchless pants. He's better than your son." It's not as good as that! Xiaohuai knows how to steal... pick up some things and take them home. You are a father, why don't you want to be a clerk in Yang's store? Are you so rich or something, and you have to compete with money? All year round. I don’t know how to do something serious…”

When she said this, the woman whose breasts deserved the word "spectacular" suddenly smiled and said, "If you weren't able to torment people at night, I would be happy to live with you?!"

The neighbors watching the theater burst into laughter, and some young men whistled and said dirty things.

The woman finally pointed the finger at the culprit again and shouted: "If you still don't get out, you haven't been weaned yet?!"

Liu Baqiao had never seen such a rustic style. Not only did he not find it vulgar, but he found it quite interesting. He enjoyed watching the excitement. Even though he was scolded by the woman, he did not get angry but smiled instead. He was in Shimen Fenglei Garden. After every quarrel, I would feel a kind of loneliness. I felt that I had good martial arts skills but no equal opponent. I never thought that today I would finally have a place to use them, so I got excited and said with a playful smile: "It's not like I'm not weaned. Sister, can you help me?" ah?"

The woman raised her eyebrows and sneered, "I'm afraid I might suffocate you to death accidentally. You can go find Granny Ma in Xinghua Lane! Take care of yourself!"

Suddenly the laughter shook the sky.

Although Liu Baqiao didn't know who Granny Ma was, he could tell from the reactions of the surrounding audience that his battle was a disastrous defeat.

The young swordsman held out his thumb and said with a bright smile: "Sister, I'm sorry for you."

Then he held the gold and copper coin between his fingers and shook it, "You really don't want it?"

The woman was obviously hesitant and suspicious.

At this moment, someone in the distance shouted helplessly: "Baqiao, Mr. Cui wants you to go back quickly."

Liu Baqiao turned around when he heard the sound. It was Chen Songfeng, a descendant of the Chen family in Longwei County. Standing next to him was a tall and stern woman. Her hands were empty and she was not carrying any weapons. Her appearance was not outstanding, but her figure was nothing to say. The long legs suit Liu Baqiao's taste. She was Chen Songfeng's distant relative. As for how far away she was, Chen Songfeng never mentioned it. The woman always called Chen Songfeng by his first name. They walked together all the way. The three of them usually got along, and Liu Baqiao didn't think the woman was arrogant. , just naturally a bit cold-tempered.

Since it was Cui Minghuang who spoke, Liu Baqiao did not dare to stay any longer, so he followed the two of them to Fulu Street. However, when leaving, he subconsciously glanced at the middle-aged man with a frown.

A slovenly man among the crowd hesitated for a moment, and after the neighbors dispersed, he walked to the yard alone.

The woman was about to take the children to live with her parents, but she really didn't want to. Her parents were all snobbish and looked down upon the man she chose, so in the past few years, except for the holidays, she had been There were very few contacts, but the woman really had no choice but to be a little tougher and take her son and daughter to stay in an inn or restaurant for a few days. She had no choice but to be the daughter-in-law of a wealthy man. She was so poor that she was so poor. I couldn't make any noise, so I had to shamelessly go back to my parents' house and get a blank look. So before she left, the woman who got more and more angry after thinking about it, twisted her man's waist until he twisted his whole face. The two children were used to seeing this scene. I don’t worry about my parents quarreling, and I still try my best to have fun.

The woman's sharp eyes saw the slovenly man hiding at the door, and she immediately cursed: "The man named Zheng came to take away my clothes again? You are a dog, right? The rabbit doesn't eat the grass beside the nest. , No matter how unwilling I am to admit it, I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes after all. She is your sister-in-law, how did you manage to steal her?"

The sloppy man wanted to cry without tears, and he even wanted to die, "Sister-in-law, I have a conscience, I just forgot to buy candy for your little Huai, so he said that on purpose. Sister-in-law, why do you really believe it?" "

The little boy looked innocent.

Of course, the woman believed in her child more. She raised her hand and was about to slap the man.

The latter quickly shrunk his neck and ran to the side, shouting to the man squatting on the ground: "Brother, you don't even want to persuade my sister-in-law!"

The man said in a low voice: "I don't dare to persuade you."

The sloppy man lamented, "There is no place in this world for honest people to live."

The woman held a child in one hand and walked toward the courtyard gate. She suddenly turned her head and gave her a flirtatious look. She said with a smile: "My surname is Zheng, bring more money next time. My sister-in-law will sell it to you for only fifty pence." How's it going?"

The sloppy man's eyes lit up, and he timidly said: "A bit expensive, right? The new clothes from the Xinghua Lane shop are made of the best fabrics, and they are only at this price..."

The woman turned around faster than turning over the book and cursed, "How dare you have such bad thoughts?! Go to hell, you deserve to be a bachelor for the rest of your life! You'll die. If you die outside the east gate, no one will collect your body..."

After the woman and the children left, the slovenly man jumped back slightly, sat on the wall of the courtyard, and said angrily: "Brother, I'm not telling you, you are really blinded by lard, and that's why you picked such a shrewish woman. Let’s be wives.”

It turns out that this sloppy guy is the gatekeeper of the east gate of the town. His surname is Zheng, and he is a bachelor.

The honest man who was still squatting on the ground in the yard said, "I'm happy."

The town gatekeeper who was responsible for collecting money from outsiders, after a moment of silence, said: "Master, he asked you to be patient in the near future and not to fight with others."

The janitor raised his head and glanced at the poor roof, and suddenly laughed, "Master also said that if you really can't bear it anymore, vent your anger to your wife. Anyway, my sister-in-law is not afraid of your troubles, she just likes this."

The man who couldn't beat a fart with ten sticks raised his head and looked at the sloppy man on the low wall. The latter quickly changed his words and said: "Yes, yes, I, Zheng Dafeng, said it. Master has never said such a thing."

The honest man stood up, with a short figure and bronze skin. The muscles in his arms were bulging, and his sleeves were stretched greatly.

He was still a little hunched, and he said angrily to the town gatekeeper: "Master is willing to tell you more than ten words, and I will take your surname."

The janitor silently recited Master's instructions in his mind, then counted on his fingers, and found that there were really less than ten words! This sloppy man first cursed, and then became very discouraged and a little sad. This was an unprecedented display of true feelings, so he looked particularly pitiful.

The rickety man asked: "Is there anything else?"

The gatekeeper nodded and said, "Master told you to deal with that person."

The rickety man frowned, then squatted down out of habit, facing the ruined house, and said dullly: "Why?"

The gatekeeper Zheng Dafeng rolled his eyes and said: "Anyway, it's what Master told me to do. Do it if you like."

The man thought for a moment and said, "Go ahead. Next time I see you stealing from your sister-in-law, I will break your three legs."

The sloppy man Zheng Dafeng said angrily: "Li Er! Tell me clearly! Who stole your mother-in-law's clothes?! Do you believe such bastard words? Are you out of your mind?"

The man turned his head and looked at his angry fellow disciple, with a dark face and remained silent.

Zheng Dafeng was like a resentful little girl who had been wronged, and said with grief and anger: "I will never dare to do it again. Okay?!"

The janitor stood up, tiptoed, and floated into the street like a locust leaf. He was far away, and then he dared to curse loudly: "Li Er, I will go to my sister-in-law to buy her underwear right now!"

The sloppy man said harsh words while running faster than a dog.

It's just that the honest man had no intention of getting up and uttered one word, "Naughty."

The three of them returned to the government office. Cui Minghuang, the Confucian gentleman from Guanhu Academy, had been sitting in the main hall waiting for a long time. After seeing the strange woman, Cui Minghuang stood up and nodded in greeting. The woman also nodded, her face still cold. In Liu Baqiao's private words, she had an expression like "the whole world owes her a lot of money."

After the three of them sat down, Cui Minghuang smiled at Liu Baqiao and said, "It's a good thing you held back and didn't take action, otherwise you would definitely have made a big mistake. Didn't you see that just now our supervisor Song and that Zhengyang The mountain protects the mountain ape, and he exchanged three punches head-on on Fulu Street, which made a lot of noise. To be honest, no matter how rare an opportunity you encounter in the future, I advise you not to take action, and don't think you can take advantage of it. "

Liu Baqiao asked curiously: "Is it possible that the old beast knocked over Song Changjing with three punches? Isn't it helpful for Song Changjing to embroider the pillow like this? Don't they say that he has touched the threshold of the tenth realm, and he can step in with only half a step? That realm.”

Cui Minghuang said helplessly: "We are staying at Lord Song's place after all. Can you be more polite?"

Chen Songfeng said with emotion: "Master Song has some advantages."

Even if he can't compete with the king of the Great Li clan, as long as he is a practitioner, after hearing about such a feat, he can't help but be fascinated by it!

A pure martial artist, using only his physical body and a mountain-moving ape to carry it to the end!

The key is that this person can still gain the upper hand!

The woman sat aside, closing her eyes and concentrating, her hands naturally spread on her knees.

After hearing this, his fingers moved slightly.

She was also found in a hurry by Chen Songfeng. She originally planned to wander around the town.

The reason why she didn't insist on it but followed Chen Songfeng to find Liu Baqiao and then returned to the government office was that she was just doing as the Romans do.

As for whether Chen Songfeng could get some cheap benefits from the old locust tree and get a few ancestral locust leaves, the woman with the same surname Chen was not interested.

However, when Chen Songfeng found her, she could still clearly feel that the young man's deliberately suppressed excitement was probably due to a fruitful harvest. The number of fallen locust leaves was beyond the expectations of the ancestor of the Chen family in Longwei County.

Liu Baqiao suddenly burst into laughter, "The old beast suffered a huge setback this time. He was so happy that he was led by an ordinary boy to walk his dog and monkey around half of the town. Haha, what a big joke. It’s enough for me to talk about it in Fengleiyuan for ten years! By then, with the temperament of the bunch of bumpkins in Zhengyang Mountain, they will definitely jump out and say that these are the things we in Fengleiyuan are spouting. If you have the ability to come up with evidence, I’ll take it. Your uncle's evidence, if magic hadn't been banned in the town and the price of breaking the rules would have been too high, otherwise I would have had this scene 'imprinted' in its original form in the sound mirror."

Cui Minghuang's face suddenly changed slightly, and he shouted to Liu Baqiao in a deep voice: "Baqiao!"

The woman opened her eyes almost at the same time.

Liu Baqiao was about to ask what he was doing, but suddenly closed his mouth.

Soon a man in white robe slowly came over. After crossing the threshold, he smiled at Liu Baqiao and asked: "What is so funny? It is not as good for everyone to be happy alone, why not let me be happy too?" "

Cui Minghuang had already stood up and was about to speak, which meant that he wanted to give up the chief chair to the Great Li clan king.

Song Changjing smiled at the scholar from Guanhu Academy and shook his head, indicating that there was no need for such red tape. He casually pulled up a chair and sat next to Liu Baqiao, sitting in rows with Chen Songfeng and the woman opposite each other.

Although Liu Baqiao gives the impression of a lazy character who is not stingy, but at such a close distance, facing a warrior who is very likely to reach the tenth level of the legend, especially this guy is notorious, and it is just a matter of building a Beijing temple. His hobby of killing geniuses is really creepy. So despite the fact that Liu Baqiao was shouting to Song Changjing when the great Li clan king was away, Liu Baqiao felt very guilty at this moment.

Fortunately, the young swordsman never cared much about the matter of shame, and said with a smile: "Grandmaster Song, I am talking about your peak battle with the old beast of Zhengyang Mountain. It was really shocking, my lord, your punches were like this. Dragon, if he had not shown mercy with his fists, the mountain guarding ape would have died on the spot on Fulu Street with no body intact. Mr. Song’s martial arts is so high and his virtues are so good that it is really hard for the younger generation to catch him!"

Song Changjing smiled and said nothing.

Cold sweat broke out on Liu Baqiao's forehead, and his back was soaked with sweat. Finally, he couldn't say a word, so he shut up completely in anger.

Song Changjing suddenly turned his head to look at the woman opposite, his eyes playful and interested, and asked: "Are you also a descendant of the Chen family in Longwei County?"

The woman shook her head and said slowly: "No."

Song Changjing said oh, thoughtfully.

The atmosphere was awkward.

Until Song Jixin appeared at the door, the young man saw that there were no chairs in the house, so he sat casually on the threshold and looked at everyone in the house.

Song Changjing didn't care about this and smiled at Liu Baqiao: "Actually, if the young man can survive, you are one of his benefactors."

If the mountain-moving ape hadn't initially believed that the young man was being provoked by others, and in this small town, the guys who dared to trap Zhengyang Mountain were not stupid people, and they were all good at planning and making moves later, so the old ape felt that the mantis was chasing him. The oriole behind the cicada must have a high status and strong skills, which is why the old ape, who is unwilling to reveal any flaws, looks quite embarrassed in the area of ​​Mud Bottle Alley.

So until he arrived at the house in the west of the town, after the old ape made sure that there were no assassins lurking around, he relaxed his hands and feet slightly and punched the straw-shoe boy in the back.

Liu Baqiao smiled dryly and said: "Although it is true, I don't want to be this kind of benefactor."

Song Changjing laughed it off.

The woman turned her head and glanced at the handsome young man sitting on the threshold.

The young man smiled slightly at her.

The woman turned her head, expressionless.

The young man curled his lips and began to admire her long legs openly. She was about twenty-five or six years old, and her appearance was fair, but the young man thought she was quite attractive.

The woman turned her head, her eyes were cold, and she said hoarsely: "Are you looking for death?"

Song Jixin pointed at himself, with an extremely superficial and innocent expression on his face, as if he didn't deserve a beating, "Me?"

Then the young man pointed at Song Changjing, the king of the Great Li clan, "Then you have to ask him first."

The woman was about to get up.

Song Changjing narrowed his eyes instantly.

In the lobby, a majestic force hit everyone's heads like a rainstorm, and there was nowhere to hide. Everyone's skin actually felt a sharp pain from acupuncture.

Only Song Jixin at the door was completely unaware.

Chen Songfeng spoke with difficulty, but his tone was not weak, "Your Majesty, this girl is not from Dongbaopingzhou, so I hope that Your Majesty will act with caution!"

The woman smiled and stood up, "You dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid that your country will be destroyed?"

Cui Minghuang was about to stop him.

The woman was seen flying backwards, and the chair behind her turned into dust in the air. The woman's tall body was completely sunk into the wall, almost like an object embedded in the wall.

Song Changjing stood mysteriously under the wall, standing with his hands behind his back, raising his head slightly, looking at the woman bleeding from her seven orifices, and said with a smile: "Little girl, do you think your father or ancestor is very powerful, so he is qualified to serve in this king's position?" "Open in front of me...how do you say that word?"

The vassal king turned to look at his nephew with a smile. The young man smiled and said: "Jue, you are talking nonsense."

Song Changjing smiled and turned around to look at the woman. Although the latter's face was filled with pain, her eyes were firm and she did not show any sign of weakness. Song Changjing said: "In your next life, don't meet me again."

Chen Songfeng's liver and gallbladder were splitting, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was in extremely complicated emotions, including great anger and great fear, and he was about to speak.

Cui Minghuang had already taken a step forward, bowed and apologized, lowered his head and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, can you give me some face and not be the same as her?"

Song Changjing's mouth twitched, full of sarcasm.

The woman who looked at the Great Li Domain King suddenly closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate.

At this moment, the young man on the other side of the threshold laughed and said, "Uncle! Forget it. Bullying a girl will damage your reputation if word spreads."

Song Changjing's figure paused slightly, so subtle that even Cui Minghuang and Liu Baqiao felt that the killing god was not moving at all.

Song Changjing tilted his head, stretched out his two fingers, and flicked them casually. It's like brushing the dust off your shoulders.

Liu Baqiao, the number one young person in Fengleiyuan, was dumbfounded.

Cui Minghuang was relieved.

Chen Song's wind is like falling clouds and mist.

Song Changjing smiled at Liu Baqiao and said, "Boy, that's right, I think highly of you."

The woman opened her eyes and "pulled" herself out of the wall. After landing, she swayed and said to the figure behind her: "I'll give you a lesson today. Chen Dui will remember it five times."

Song Changjing ignored it and said to Liu Baqiao: "After leaving the town, go to Dali Capital to find me. I have something for you. It depends on whether you can pick it up and move it away."

Liu Baqiao blurted out: "Fu Jian!"

Practitioners all know that the Talisman Sword is one of the main Taoist magic weapons, but if a sword can be directly named "Fu Sword" and everyone knows it, you can imagine how amazing this sword will be. .

Song Changjing and Song Jixin walked out of the villa. The man smiled and said, "Has the bad breath in your heart been gone?"

Song Jixin nodded and said, "That's almost it."

Regarding Chen Pingan's previous incident, this guy even tricked his own nephew. Of course Song Jixin was full of resentment and resentment.

Song Jixin suddenly frowned and asked: "That woman has a great background at first glance. Uncle, are you not afraid of beating the younger ones and provoking the older ones? If the local county magistrate did not lie, then Do I know how powerful those old bastards are, will our Da Li really be fine by then?"

The man settled the boy with just one sentence.

"You underestimate Song Changjing too much."

In the lobby, Cui Minghuang sat back and remained silent.

Liu Baqiao leaned back slumped on his chair and said with lingering fear: "My dear, is there such a big difference between the seventh and eighth realms and this ninth realm?"

Fengleiyuan has one martial artist from each of the seven realms and eight realms, and he has a good relationship with Liu Baqiao.

Cui Minghuang shook his head and said: "In Go, even ninth-level players are divided into strong and weak players. There is a big difference. What's more, Song Changjing is the strongest player in the ninth level."

Then Cui Minghuang looked at the woman named Chen Dui and asked with concern: "Miss Chen, are you okay?"

The woman was also a cruel person. Although her face was pale, she still smiled calmly and said: "It doesn't matter."

Chen Songfeng seemed to be more frightened and uneasy than the distant relative of the man in the game.

Cui Minghuang sighed in his heart. It would be difficult for the Chen family of Longwei County to stand out in the upcoming chaos.

Liu Baqiao clicked his tongue and said, "You can bounce my flying sword back to your acupoint with just a snap of your fingers without hurting my soul at all. It's really unbelievable."

Cui Minghuang joked: "Now you know that there are mountains outside the mountains and there are people on top of them, right?"

Liu Baqiao couldn't bear to eat shit, and said with a evil smile: "Is there someone above me? Mr. Cui Da, you are really not a gentleman at all!"

Cui Minghuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was too lazy to pay attention to this fool.

Liu Baqiao thought for a while and spoke to comfort the woman with a strange name, lest she would be distracted and determined to cause trouble for Song Changjing. By then, everyone in the room would not be able to bear it and walked away, "Chen Sister, although I say this, it will make other people’s ambitions destroy their own prestige, but when you meet Song Changjing, lower your head and take a step back, there is no shame in it.”

Chen Songfeng hesitated to speak.

But the woman hummed and said calmly: "Song Changjing does have this qualification. I'm not unconvinced, I'm just unwilling."

Liu Baqiao said heartlessly: "Actually, there is no need to give in. Look at me, I am so happy now. When I return to Fenglei Garden, I will have another ten years to show my strength. I have actually fought against Song Changjing of Da Li, even if it is only One move, but I, Liu Baqiao, was unscathed in the end! Of course, if I can really get the talisman sword from Li Jingcheng, it will take me a hundred years!"

The woman's thoughts turned elsewhere.

She had no reason to think of the young man sitting on the threshold, the young man who could stop Song Changjing from killing someone with just one word.

After the old shopkeeper of Yang's shop returned to the small town, he went straight to the yard behind his shop. It was not big or small, just enough for the three long-term workers in the shop to live.

The shopkeeper pushed open the main room in the backyard and saw an old man sitting on a chair, tinkering with his old bamboo cigarette pole. After closing the door, the shopkeeper called out "Lao Yangtou". The old man quickly put down the old bamboo cigarette pole and poured a Taking a bowl of tea, he asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper, is there anyone in a hurry to take medicine? Do you need me to go up the mountain in the dark?"

The old shopkeeper looked at the old man who seemed to be about the same age, shook his head, picked up the tea bowl, and sighed: "I saw a patient from Master Ruan today. He was a young man named Liu. He was punched by a stranger. I was beaten to death, and I felt bad, so I just wanted to come sit here with you and take some time off."

Old Yangtou, whose face was as wrinkled as the bark of an old locust tree, said with a smile: "The shopkeepers are just sitting here, they are not outsiders."

The shopkeeper suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Old Yangtou, the child you helped many years ago was the poor child in Mud Bottle Alley who gave her mother medicine at a young age. Is his name Chen Ping'an?" ?”

Old Yangtou was a little surprised and nodded: "Yes, the child's mother left in the end. If I remember correctly, she didn't survive that winter. After that, I saw the child a few times, not many times. That’s it. I couldn’t bear it anymore and gave my child a worthless piece of earthwork. What happened? Was this child injured?”

The shopkeeper took a sip of tea and said with a wry smile: "Didn't I just tell you that the young man's surname is Liu? Old Yangtou, you really don't have a good memory!"

Old Yangtou laughed and didn't take it seriously.

The old shopkeeper asked cautiously and tentatively: "Old Yangtou, do we want to do something in our shop?"

Old Yangtou picked up the old cigarette stick made of small bamboo and shook it, "Shopkeeper, you don't need to do anything."

The old shopkeeper seemed to have taken a reassurance, and nodded: "That's good, that's good. Old Yangtou, you go about your business, I'll leave first."

Just as Lao Yangtou was about to stand up and say goodbye, the old shopkeeper quickly advised: "No need to send it away, no need to send it away."

After the old shopkeeper walked down the steps, he looked back and saw that Old Yang was about to close the door. After looking at each other, he grinned and the old shopkeeper quickly turned around and left.

When the old shopkeeper took over the shop in his middle age, the last words of his father, who was dying on the hospital bed, were actually some strange words, "'When something big happens in the shop, just go to Old Yang and do as he says.' This sentence seems to have been passed down from your grandfather's grandfather. In the future, when you pass the shop to the next generation, don't forget to say this, you must not forget it!"

The old shopkeeper nodded vigorously and agreed, and then the old father took his last breath and passed away peacefully with his eyes closed.

The night is getting darker.

Old Yangtou lit an oil lamp.

As he smoked and smoked, the old man thought of some old memories, which were just trivial things that no one would care about.

An ancestral house passed down from generation to generation, neatly tidied up, not at all like a home in Mud Bottle Alley.

A honest and honest man squatted at the entrance of the courtyard, looked at a delicate and pretty child, and asked with a smile: "Son, after the New Year, are you an adult?"

The child raised a hand and said lively and childishly: "Dad, I am five years old and I am an adult!"

The man smiled, feeling a little sad, "Then when dad is away from now on, mom will be taken care of by you. Can you do it?"

The child immediately straightened his back and said, "Yes!"

The man smiled and stretched out a big calloused hand, "Pull the hook."

The child quickly stretched out his white hands and said happily: "Hang yourself with a hook and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years!"

The little fingers of the two men pull the hook, and the thumbs are turned up and pressed tightly together.

After the man let go, he slowly stood up, turned his head and glanced at the graceful figure busy in the main room, and suddenly strode away.

The child behind him shouted: "Dad, the candied haws on a stick is delicious."

The man's lips trembled, he turned his head and forced a smile, "Got it!"

The child was sensible after all and blinked, "The smaller ones taste better."

The man quickly turned his head, not daring to look at his son anymore, and continued to move forward, muttering: "Son, daddy is gone!"

In Yang's store, a child who came to buy medicine every now and then was pushed out of the store by an impatient store clerk. The young clerk cursed: "How many times have I told you, these few pills You can’t even buy medicine dregs with scraps of money! How can you be so annoying that you can be stuck here for most of the day? This is a medicine shop, we are doing business, not a temple, and there is no Bodhisattva for you to worship! If it weren’t for your young age , I really want to hit someone, go away!"

The child clutched the shriveled money bag tightly and wanted to cry but refused to cry. He kept saying the same thing over and over again: "My mother is still waiting for me to prepare the medicine. It has been a long time. My family is really There is no money, but my mother is really very ill..."

The young man picked up a broom and started beating people.

The child standing outside the threshold was so frightened that he squatted down and held his head in his hands. His left hand still held the money bag tightly.

After a long time, the child raised his head and found an old man with a stern face standing there, looking at him.

The young shop assistant had put down his broom in frustration and went to work on what he was doing.

The old man stretched out a hand and said, "It is natural for businessmen to make money when buying things. As for whether you make more or less, it depends on your conscience, but there is absolutely no reason to lose money. So give me the money bag, then I'll accept a few grains of silver. I'll give you the medicinal materials your mother needs for treatment today on credit, but you have to pay back the money in the future, and you're not allowed to owe the shop a penny. Little guy, do you understand?"

The child blinked, confused, but still handed over the money bag.

Finally, the old man leaned on the counter with some difficulty, and was able to look at the child whose head was almost invisible and asked: "Do you know how to make medicine?"

The little kid and the chicken pecked the rice, "I know!"

The old man frowned: "Do you really know?"

The child only dared to nod slightly this time.

The young man laughed in the distance and said: "Our Master Liu went to Mud Bottle Alley at that time. After treating his mother, he taught the child once. Later, he became worried and watched the child suffer in person. It was strange. , What a big kid, there is really nothing wrong with it. Master Liu said it himself, so it should be right."

The old man waved to the child, "Go."

The child happily ran back to Mud Bottle Alley carrying a large bag of medicinal materials wrapped in butter paper.

His mother was lying on the wooden bed. After the child tiptoed into the house, he found that his mother was still sleeping. He touched her forehead and found that it was not hot. He breathed a sigh of relief. The child then quietly moved one of his mother's hands back to the quilt. .

The child came to the stove outside the house and started boiling medicine in a clay pot, taking advantage of the break to cook.

Children need to step on a small bench.

The child flipped the spatula vigorously and choked violently on the hot steam. He still muttered: "It must be delicious, it must be cooked! Otherwise, mother will lose her appetite again..."

A child who was only five years old was walking towards the mountains outside the town, carrying a basket that was almost bigger than others.

This was the second time the child went into the mountains. The first time, Old Yang from the Yang's Shop took care of the child's weak legs, so he walked very slowly. In addition, the old man only taught the child what kinds of herbs he needed to pick, and he also carried baskets. It was also carried by an old man, so the trip into and out of the mountains was actually quite easy. Today was different. The child was facing the scorching sun, carrying a basket on his back, and felt burning pains in his back.

The child cried and walked forward, gritting his teeth.

On that trip, the child returned to Yang's shop after dark, and there was only a thin layer of medicinal materials in the basket.

Old Man Yang was furious.

The child cried and said that his mother was the only one at home, and he was afraid that his mother would be hungry, otherwise she would not have only such a small amount of medicinal materials. He could get up early tomorrow and go into the mountains.

The old man remained silent, turned around and left, saying only to give him another chance.

Within two months, the child’s hands and feet were covered with calluses.

One day, a sudden rainstorm caused the children who had forgotten the time to go up the mountain to collect medicine and were separated by the stream.

Looking at the raging floods, the child cried loudly in the heavy rain.

Finally, when the child couldn't bear it anymore, he planned to jump into the stream.

At that time, Old Man Yang suddenly appeared on the other side, crossed the stream with one step, and returned with the child in another step.

Raindrops the size of soybeans hit him, but the child kept smiling happily on the way down the mountain.

After leaving the mountain, the old man said: "Xiao Ping'an, help me make a cigarette pole, and I will teach you a little trick on how to climb the mountain without getting tired."

The child reached out and wiped the rainwater randomly, grinning: "Okay!"

The child skipped back to Mud Bottle Alley. Today he picked a very rare and valuable herbal medicine, so Yang's shop gave his mother some more medicinal materials that she needed.

The child, who had not eaten all day, suddenly felt a cramp in his stomach while walking.

At that moment, the child knew that he had eaten the wrong thing on the mountain.

The pain starts from the stomach, goes to the hands and feet, and finally to the head.

The child first carefully squatted down, took off the basket, and then took a deep breath, trying to suppress the pain.

But there was a moment of burning heat, and a moment of coldness. In the end, the child could only roll in the alley in pain.

From beginning to end, the child did not dare to shout.

No matter how he bumped his head against the wall of the alley, the child didn't scream in the end.

Too close to home.

The child was afraid that his mother would be worried while she was lying in bed.

During that process, the unconscious child could only feel the beating of his own heart, like the sound of a drum rumbling close to his ears.

In Xinghua Lane, a child was squatting not far from the candied haws-glued stall again. He squatted for a while each time. It didn't last long, but the stall owner remembered his little dark face.

Finally one day, the man selling candied haws on a stick picked one and said with a smile, "Here you go, no charge."

The child quickly stood up, shook his head, smiled shyly, and ran away.

After that, the child was never seen again.

that winter.

The woman on the hospital bed was already as thin as a stick, and her face was naturally withered and ugly.

The child who had just returned from praying at the dilapidated statue went to fetch water from the iron lock well in Xinghua Lane. He came to the bedside and sat on the small bench. He found that his mother was awake and asked softly: "Mother." , are you feeling better?"

The woman smiled hard and said: "It's much better. It doesn't hurt at all."

The child was very happy and said, "Mother, it is useful to pray to the Bodhisattvas!"

The woman nodded and stretched out a trembling hand. The child quickly took his mother's hand.

The woman turned sideways with great difficulty and pain, staring at her child's face. The woman who had been tortured by the illness was suddenly filled with happiness and murmured: "How can there be such a good child in the world, and how can it happen to be me?" Where is your son?"

That winter, the woman failed to survive the New Year's Eve and died before her son posted Spring Festival couplets and door gods.

Before she closed her eyes, it happened to snow in the town, and she asked her son to go out to watch the snow.

The woman listened to her son's footsteps running out of the house, closed her eyes, and recited piously and silently: "Broken peace, broken peace, broken peace, my family is safe, safe every year, every year, every year, safe. …”

From that day on, Chen Pingan became an orphan.

It's just that he changed from a child to a teenager.