Sword of Coming

Longquan County, small town Xiejia.

A young man with long eyebrows holding a few books in his hand ran into the courtyard and said happily: "Old ancestor, I learned a new sword technique from my master today."

Tianjun Xie Shi nodded and put down the book in his hand.

When talking to others, even if he is a junior like a teenager who is separated by countless generations, Xie Shi will still be so solemn and will never look left or right, absent-mindedly.

The young man still doesn't know the meaning of this magnanimity. He is still thinking more about his ancestor's Taoist title of Heavenly King, thinking about the great cause of returning south to his hometown, and immersing himself in the great joy of the inevitable rise of the Xie family. For this It's such a trivial matter. After all, I'm young, so I don't feel much about it.

Xie Shi took the books, placed them on the stone table, and stretched out his hand to signal the young man to sit down.

After the young man sat down gently, he asked: "Old ancestor, can you enter the Dharma Eyes?"

Xie Shi patted the book lightly and said with a smile: "How come I can't get in? If I were to take the exam to obtain a meritorious title, my qualifications for the general examination would be in doubt."

Although Xie Shi has a rough appearance, no different from a small town farmer, in fact he is a well-read man who is familiar with the three teachings. During the time he stayed in the Xie family's old house, he just read in the small courtyard. When he returned from blacksmithing and sword-making at Ruan's shop, he would bring with him a few books bought from the newly opened bookstore in the town. Xie Shi had long told the young boy with long eyebrows that he didn't have to stick to Taoist classics, and he could buy any book.

Xie Shi suddenly stood up, and the boy with long eyebrows naturally followed suit. The whole boy and the boy stood like this for about half a stick of incense.

The young man was shocked to find his mother, who led a "young Taoist priest" to the courtyard with a smile.

After the woman left, Xie Shi was about to speak when the visiting Taoist priest Lotus Crown extended his hand to signal him to sit down.

Lu Chen sat down on the stone bench, using his palms as a fan, slowly fanning the breeze, as if having a family affair with someone, and told Xie Shi: "Wait until the incident in Aquarius Continent, it will be a while before you return to Julu Continent , you should pay more attention to He Xiaoliang, you don’t have to help her, you just need to ensure that she doesn’t die. When she establishes a firm foothold and establishes a sect, then you can be the icing on the cake, whether it’s people or money. , any magic weapon or artifact will do, the more the merrier, the two of you can be considered to have a good relationship."

Xie Shi stood up again, bowed his hands and said, "I will obey the teachings of the Master!"

"Your old-fashioned temper is really unpleasant."

Lu Chen teased, turned to the young man and said with a smile: "Chang Meier, come here, come here, I'll give you a parting gift."

The long-browed young man was trembling with excitement and awe, and quickly looked at his ancestor to thank him.

Xie Shi nodded, indicating that he could just accept the reward with confidence.

In fact, monks in the Jade Purity Realm of the upper five realms don't dare to give blessings to anyone casually.

But for the headmaster Lu Chen, whether giving things away is good or bad has been decided for a long time and there is absolutely no difference.

In front of Xie Shi, how could it be a bad thing to give something to a boy with long eyebrows?

It is destined to be the best blessing in the world!

This can be considered a great blessing for the young man.

Lu Chen flipped his wrist, and an exquisite and clear seven-color pagoda soon appeared in his palm. The brilliance flowed and was indescribable.

If you look closely, you can see that the small pagoda is only half a foot tall. There are as many as thirty-six plaques hanging here and there.

Just as Xie Shi sat down, he suddenly stood up again and said solemnly to the young man: "Why don't you kneel down to thank me!"

This time, Lu Chen didn't force himself. He let the young man holding the small tower in his arms kneel down in a daze, and kowtowed three times.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "I know you have a gentle temper, so don't worry about you bullying others. This small tower can suppress all the evil spirits in the upper five realms in the world. It can barely be regarded as a semi-immortal weapon. Just remember that, with the naked eye, Visible evil spirits, ghosts, and ghosts are not necessarily the worst. Where people's hearts are slightly disturbed, inner demons are more likely to arise."

The young man blushed and said loudly: "This junior will definitely keep it in mind!"

Lu Chen still looked lazy and said with a smile: "In the future, you will practice swordsmanship with Ruan Qiong. Since you are a swordsman, you will definitely have to travel around. When the time comes, you will pay more attention to people's hearts. The reason why I gave you this pagoda is Let you not worry too much about external affairs and think more about your own affairs. There is a saying in Buddhism, which is called a self-made man. It is quite interesting. By the way, Xie Shi, remember to find a better thing for this child, not to encourage others to grow. It's a good thing, but it's also not good if the elders are too stingy."

Xie Shi wanted to get up and take orders again.

Lu Chen laughed angrily and said, "Believe it or not, I'll slap you to death. It's not over yet!"

Xie Shi had no choice but to sit where he was.

Lu Chen thought for a while, was silent for a moment, stood up, and said solemnly without smiling anymore: "Remember to protect Li Xisheng from now on. If something goes wrong, Pindao will have to return to this place from Bai Yujing even if he breaks the rules on both sides." In the vast world, you are the only one who thanks me for asking!"

Xie Shi, who had already suffered a lot, could neither sit nor stand.

Lu Chen slapped his forehead and said, "With such ignorant disciples and disciples like you, it's no wonder that Pindao's lineage is not popular."

Lu Chen raised his head, raised his arm, flicked the lotus crown with his fingers, and said softly with a smile: "Hey, hey, seventy, are you there? If so, could you please open the door to see the guests away!"

Xie Shi's face changed slightly, and he quickly followed the master's gaze and looked up.

With the vast Taoism of his continental Taoist master, he tried his best to see through the sea of ​​clouds, and finally saw some ripples on the dome of the sky.

Lu Chen disappeared in a flash.

In an instant, the "small door" that opened on the canopy dome closed immediately.

Lu Chen, one of the three disciples of Dao Ancestor, left Haoran World quietly and returned to Qingming World.

After Lu Chen left Haoran Tianxia, ​​there was almost no movement, but the sect master wearing a lotus crown on his head made a really big noise in Qingming Tianxia.

It's the same sky dome, but it's replaced by Qingming Tianxia, ​​where Taoism dominates the world. A golden cloud sea cave as big as a mountain is opened, and a golden rainbow light as thick as a mountain peak crashes down, falling straight on a tall building with a height of ten thousand feet. top.

An old scribe holding a bamboo stick and carrying a bookcase on his back was walking among the rolling mountains of Qingmingtianxia. He was followed by a young scholar who had just accepted a book. The thin old man covered his forehead with his hand, looked up and smiled. Laughing, "It seems that Qi Jingchun is quite angry."

The young man asked curiously: "Sir, who is Qi Jingchun?"

The thin old man smiled and said: "He is a scholar from my hometown. He is young and very knowledgeable."

The boy's next question was childlike, "How high is that?"

The thin old man thought for a while, and then answered seemingly perfunctorily, "Isn't there a proverb in your hometown that a flood can't cover a duck's back."

The young man muttered: "It doesn't look too high."

The old man smiled heartily and said: "The real skill of a scholar is not to pursue knowledge only, but also to be able to take the people with him to travel through mountains and rivers. In addition to giving himself a place of peace of mind, a scholar must also let the people have a place of safety. Otherwise, no matter how knowledgeable a person is and how beautiful his articles are, it will be beneficial to oneself, but it will not help anything."

The young man said helplessly: "Sir, I think your reasoning is quite high."

The thin old man reached out and knocked a chestnut on the young man's head, then sighed to himself.

The young man was bored and had nothing to do anyway, so he just sighed like the old gentleman.

The old man was thinking about the current season in his hometown, which should be full of yellow flowers.

After Xie Shizhi, head coach Lu Chen, left this world, he had to admit that although he was very disappointed, his overall mood was obviously much lighter.

Lu Chen was in the small town before, and Xie Shi was actually very nervous, fearing that if he did something wrong, the master in charge would notice it and take it to heart.

Xie Shi breathed out lightly, and his momentum changed completely. He stood in the yard and looked at the Wutong Mountain Ferry in the mountains to the west. Soon there would be a huge ferry that surpassed Luzhou in Beiju, and there would be several people on it. A big shot in the continent, the Kun ship of Dajiu Mountain was destroyed in the middle of Aquarius Continent. In addition to several founders of Dajiu Mountain, several major forces also went south together, nominally to join forces to investigate the shipwreck incident here. As for the truth, except for Dajioshan, who was the least powerful, he was kept in the dark from beginning to end. Xie Shi knew it, Dali State Master Cui Chen knew it, and the two big guys on the new ferry also knew it.

Mr. Jianweng is the most critical chess piece, the dead man.

Even in Beiju Luzhou, there are only a few people who know that the mink hat of this casual cultivator is actually the magic weapon "Sword Urn". While helping people to warm up the flying sword, it also breeds countless rays of sword energy. After hundreds of years of accumulation, the sword energy in the sword urn has been accumulated densely. Therefore, Mr. Jian urn's full blow, at the cost of completely destroying the magic weapon "sword urn", is almost equivalent to a Jade Pu realm. The sword cultivator struck with all his strength.

It was enough to sink the Jiao Shankun ship.

All this is to allow Xie Shi to take the second logical step and let the Taoist Heavenly Lord of Luzhou in the north personally go to the area north of Guanhu Academy, sit there, and completely cut off the communication between the north and south of Aquarius Island. Contact them to prevent any accidents from happening to the "general trend" of Da Li annexing the entire northern part of Aquarius Continent.

Xie Shi patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Go somewhere with me."

The boy with long eyebrows followed his ancestors to Yang's shop. When he walked out, he had a so-called "near thing" and a promise from old man Yang.

What he paid was also a promise from Tianjun Xie Shi.

Returning to the courtyard at home, Xie Shi told the young man the general outline of the Kun Shipwreck.

Seeing the solemn face of the ancestor, the young man asked curiously: "Ancestor, since our Aquarius Continent is the smallest continent in the world, and the ancestor is the Taoist master of a continent like Beiju Luzhou, we still need to worry What?"

Xie Shi shook his head and smiled: "You think about the affairs of the world too simply. In the future, countless people are destined to shout, 'Is this Ju Luzhou bullying me and no one in Aquarius Island?!' Most of these people can only wave flags and shout. , watching the fire from the other side, less than half will be ready to make a move, and among the less than half of the people, there will be a group of people rushing over from all directions for various reasons and original intentions. Among this group of people, there will be real masters hidden, such as... some similar ones There will be more and more people like this in the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Fengxue Temple. But you just have to wait and see for the time being. In short, no matter how this matter develops in the future, you will become a Qi practitioner in the upper five realms. Before now, don’t interfere and just follow Ruan Qiong to practice swordsmanship with peace of mind.”

The boy with long eyebrows was worried, and Xie Shi laughed dumbly, "Even if the worst result happens, it won't happen in a year and a half. What are you worried about?"

The young man was unhappy and turned towards the courtyard gate, "Ancestor, I'm going to practice swordsmanship."

Xie Shi sat alone at the stone table, closing his eyes and concentrating, silently calculating and deducing the general trend of Aquarius Continent.

Not long after Xie Shi and the young man walked out of Yang's store, Cao Xi found the drug store. The clerks in the store didn't take it seriously. Nowadays, the town is prosperous and there are many rich people, including this fat man.

Cao Xi smiled and asked whether Senior Yang lived in the backyard. A young clerk was weighing medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet. He glanced at the bloated rich man and raised his chin towards the back door of the lobby with a bamboo curtain. He was much too lazy. say what. Cao Xi thanked him, walked slowly over there, lifted the curtain, and saw a large square patio with four corridors under the eaves. It was slightly more grand than the Cao family's ancestral house.

In the corridor opposite the main room in the backyard, there is a bench, as if specially prepared for visitors like Cao Xi.

Outside the main room opposite, Old Man Yang was sitting on a bench smoking a dry cigarette. The green bamboo cigarette rod had been rubbed until it turned yellow and old. Through the smoke, the old man looked at the swordsman who had crossed the sea from Nanbosu Island. Of course, the two parties knew each other. Cao Xi was already quite young when he left the town, but Cao Xi had very little memory of the old man Yang who hid behind the medicine shop and sat in the well watching the sky year after year. However, I believe that old man Yang was no stranger to him, Cao Xi, maybe back then. Successfully walking out of Lizhu Cave was all behind the arrangements of the old man.

Of course, Cao Xi is not here to repay a favor. He has never been someone who repays every drop of kindness. Even if Old Man Yang comes to visit, Cao Xi may not be willing to pay attention. Old Man Yang is in Lizhu Cave Heaven or Longquan County. How much does anyone have to sell? To save face, Cao Xi will return to Posu Continent after completing this one-time deal, and shamelessly ask for remuneration from the ancestor of the Yingyin Chen family. No matter how mysterious the identity of Old Man Yang is, no matter how arrogant he is in Dongbaoping Continent in the future, Never mind Cao Xi’s business.

As for the Cao family of the Shangzhu Kingdom who stayed in the Dali Dynasty, whether it will be a blessing or a disaster in the future depends on their own destiny. Cao Xi can at most provide a symbolic favor before leaving. As for whether the Emperor of the Song family of Dali appreciates it or not, it doesn't matter. . Cao Xi has countless descendants, not to mention cultivating Taoism. It has never been for the purpose of having descendants and chickens and dogs ascending to heaven. It is just an extra bonus.

Cao Xi's first question was: "Senior Yang, over the course of thousands of years, in this Lizhu Cave, which has the smallest area among the caves in the world, who is the person who walked out from under your nose?" The highest achievement?”

Old Man Yang asked back: "Who do you think you are?"

Cao Xi raised his wrist, revealing a fair and fat wrist with a green rope tied to it. He laughed and said, "There really is a green onion here."

Old Man Yang said angrily: "If you fart, hurry up."

Cao Xi put down his arm, immediately changed his face, rubbed his hands and said flatteringly: "Senior Yang, I heard that you have great magical powers. Do you know where my mother's soul is? It disappeared between heaven and earth beside the tomb. Or is it reincarnation? Or... you secretly collected it for the old timer? So that you can sell it at a high price?!"

Old Man Yang ignored the hidden murderous intent in the words behind the Land Sword Immortal and said bluntly: "Are you, Cao Xi, willing to bid for it? As long as you can afford the price, it's your father's, let alone your mother's. It's no problem."

Cao Xi laughed loudly, pointed a finger at the old man over there who was puffing away the smoke, and nodded a few times, "Senior Yang is so refreshing, so good! This trip was not in vain! Hehe, I just don't know that old man How much is one life worth?”

Old Man Yang said in a calm tone: "If you want to do business, you are welcome. If you go to the door and meet someone, if you don't want to pay, get out as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Cao Xi narrowed his eyes and started rubbing his thumb and index finger gently. His hands were like this, and the posture looked extremely funny.

The murderous intent is revealed.

Old Man Yang was completely indifferent.

Cao Xi burst into laughter suddenly, "Business can be done. I, Cao Xi, like to do business with people the most in my life. I just hope that the price of the old man will not be too high, then I will not buy it. Who am I, Yang Old-timers may not know that for the sake of spiritual practice, one can sell one’s own sons and grandsons for money. But now that one is rich and developed, one returns to one’s hometown in fine clothes, and misses people when seeing things, so he has a little nostalgia for the past.”

Old Man Yang said slowly: "There is a girl named Li Liu who followed her parents to Juluzhou in the north. The souls of your parents are now in her. If you are willing to trade fairly, I will do business with you. , I promise there will be no mistakes, and I will hand over everything to you when the time comes. Of course, you have to regret it, and you can take it by force. You can turn around and leave now, but you will be responsible for the consequences of whatever happens in the future."

Cao Xi said with a bitter face: "All beards and all tails... Senior Yang, what you said is too unpleasant. Okay, you can make an offer."

Old Man Yang pointed at Cao Xi's wrist with his cigarette rod.

Cao Xi was furious, "What the hell? You want me to give this natal flying sword to that Li Liu?! Old man Yang, are you crazy?"

Old Man Yang glanced sideways and continued: "Keep the flying sword you used before refining this river. You can take it out and give it to Li Liu. Remember to teach her your sword skills as well."

Cao Xi's face was uncertain.

Old Man Yang sneered and said: "Don't feel at a disadvantage. You have never received a good apprentice in your life. I will help you find one for free. Maybe everyone will say this when they mention you Cao Xi in the future. 'Cao Xi is Li Liu's master'."

Cao Xi got a little interested, rubbed his hands and said, "Then my daughter is so powerful?"

Old Man Yang twitched his lips, "You'd better go find him yourself. Then when you hand over the flying sword, I believe you will be willing to do so."

"I've done this business! If you want to bet, bet big. This is in line with my status as Cao Da Sword Immortal!"

Cao Xi slapped his thigh and lowered his voice slightly, "Besides that? Is there any business left between you and me?"

Old Man Yang said indifferently, "Your father's soul."

Cao Xi was stunned, then rolled his eyes and said: "No need to talk, no need to give it to me."

Old Man Yang started to smoke, "Don't pull him down. Then find another one. You go find Zhenwu Mountain Ma Kuxuan and be his protector. In the past twenty years, you don't have to keep an eye on him all the time. You, Cao Xi, just need to join in." Ten years is enough."

Cao Xi smiled and said: "A swordsman who is expected to reach the twelfth realm, be a guardian for a child?! I, Cao Xi, don't care much about face. I am indeed famous for my shamelessness in the Posu Continent. But you still need this little bit of face!”

Old Man Yang said solemnly: "Let Cao Jun surrender to the Great Li army and sharpen the broken heart of the sword on the battlefield. I can have someone secretly protect him for twenty years until the heart of the sword is repaired."

Cao Xi's expression became serious.

Old Man Yang sneered and said: "You are getting an advantage here and still acting like a good boy. Which one is more valuable, your Cao Xi's face or the addition of a Land Sword Immortal in the family?"

Cao Xi had a confused look on his face: "Cao Jun looks like a wolf at first sight. If he becomes a Land Sword Immortal, wouldn't he be rebelling? The Cao family is so awesome. Two swordsmen in one discipline can survive anywhere. I want to be a straight-backed person, oh no, I should be a god, but my ancestor may have to be settled by that kid..."

Old Man Yang didn't answer the question at all and said directly: "After Cao Jun becomes the Land Sword Immortal, he must promise to do something for me. Don't worry, I won't ask him to die. For Cao Jun at that time, I won't It’s too difficult.”

Cao Xi was a little suspicious and asked: "Senior Yang, why don't you go to Cao Jun directly? There shouldn't be any plans during this period, right? We brothers are half fellow countrymen after all. When a fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman, there is no need to say two things. You may burst into tears, but you can’t harm the fellow villagers, right?”

Old Man Yang said bluntly: "Cao Jun is not qualified to negotiate business with me now, but you, Cao Xi, are."

Cao Xi was speechless for a long time.

When he finally left Yang's store, Cao Xi stood on the street, looked back at the drug store, and said to himself: "Isn't that old guy Chen Chun'an also responsible for these things?"

Mud Bottle Alley.

Late at night, a young man in brocade clothes, full of wealth and aura, was sitting in the yard in a daze.

Before the great monk of the Yin Yang Family was beaten to death by his uncle Song Changjing in the capital, he had found him in private and made some shocking remarks.

The old man even confessed his huge conspiracy against the current emperor of Da Li, allowing the emperor to practice cultivation without authorization, violating the rules established by Confucian saints, sneaking into the middle five realms as an emperor, and even reaching the tenth realm with unstoppable momentum. .

The emperor wanted to see the Great Li Dynasty annexing a continent, and the great monks of the Yin and Yang family wanted to turn the Great Li Emperor, Song Jixin’s father, into a marionette, because the Great Li Emperor officially retreated and sprinted for five years. When you reach the threshold of the realm, it is the moment when you completely lose your intelligence and become a puppet.

The arrival of A Liang interrupted Emperor Da Li's Changsheng Bridge. When the Changsheng Bridge broke and shattered, he was very likely to see clues. The various mechanisms and foreshadowings that were originally hidden in the bridge were very likely to have been It was revealed that although Emperor Da Li was in the square outside Baiyu Tower at that time and concealed it very well, the emperor did not expect that he had also tampered with Song Jixin.

But no matter what, A Liang's punch completely disrupted the far-reaching layout of his Yin Yang family that had been carefully planned for decades.

But this is far from over.

At this moment, Song Jixin recalled those words with a heavy heart.

The maid Zhigui came out with her clothes on and asked, "Master, are you worried?"

Song Jixin turned around and smiled: "I just can't sleep."

Zhigui groaned, moved a small bench and sat next to Song Jixin.

Song Jixin suddenly suggested: "The moon is sparse and the scenery is beautiful. How about we just go for a walk?"

Zhigui said lazily, "Okay. Just listen to the young master."

The two, still master and servant, walked together through the streets and alleys of the town. They were at the old school where Mr. Qi taught, and the stone table for playing chess in the backyard. Song Jixin stretched out his hand to wipe the cold tabletop and sat down again and again. In the north, Zhao Yao sat in the south. At that time, he didn't know why he arranged it like this. Now that the truth has come to light, he realized that it was the case. Song Jixin smiled and said, "I don't know how Zhao Yao is doing."

Once here, Zhigui was a little taciturn.

After that, the two continued walking aimlessly and as they pleased.

In the iron lock well, the iron chain has been taken away by a foreign man. This is the opportunity of the fairy family.

The black cat in Xinghua Lane seemed to have left the town with Ma Kuxuan, the dull gourd-like fool.

The covered bridge was demolished and the stone arch bridge was restored to its original appearance. The old sword strips under the bridge disappeared.

I heard that Saint Ruan Qiong was going to establish a sect in a certain mountain soon. It was destined to be a grand event. The Yamen of the Department of Rites of Dali regarded this matter as a top priority in the late spring of this year and planned it carefully.

The New Year's Eve shops and Caotou shops adjacent to Qilong Lane all have the surname Chen. This is a rare thing. Almost all the guys named Chen in this small town are servants and maids of the four surnames and ten tribes.

The two newly built civil and military temples in Shenxian Tomb and Laoci Mountain have been completed, respectively offering sacrifices to the ancestors of the Yuan and Cao families. The old Dali and Zhongxing twins have now returned to their roots.

Each couplet is written by everyone. Even literary celebrities from far away in Nanjian Kingdom sent me handwritten couplets with iron paintings and silver hooks, and they were full of character.

Song Jixin twitched his lips outside the temple where he worshiped the saint, "Ha, you have a strong character."

Finally, the Tianhuang nobleman, who was born in the Song family of Dali, turned his head and looked at the distant mountains to the west, which seemed to be in the direction of Luolu Mountain.

There is a mountain temple over there with very poor incense.

The young man looking at Luolu Mountain in the distance looked sad and a little lost.

Apart from the "big temple" of Beiyue Zhengshen in Piyun Mountain, there are also ordinary mountain temples in the mountains to the west. The most popular one is Fengliang Mountain in the north, because it is close to Longquan County and has the most developed Shinto temples. It is wide and flat, making it easy to enter the mountain. Tea shops and taverns along the road, as well as large and small inns for religious men and women to rest on the way, have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

There is a market at the foot of the mountain, selling all kinds of tea, wine, pasta, flowers, birds, fish and insects, so that many children in this town are very happy when they hear that their parents are going there to burn incense, not much worse than during the Chinese New Year, because There are delicious freshly baked meat pies sold there, and there are also old men making dough. Many children received lucky money during the New Year, so they secretly went together and had a good time there. As a result, when they returned home, most of them were beaten by their parents. Cleaned up severely.

A young man named Dong Shuijing set up a stall there, selling only wontons.

Shrimp, spring bamboo shoots, and dried tofu are all very flavorful. Finally, a handful of chopped green onions are sprinkled on top, and a small dish of chili sauce made by the boy himself is added. The taste is really amazing.

The boy was studying in the new school run by the Chen family in Longweixi, but for some unknown reason, he dropped out of school even though he didn't need to spend money. He sold one of the two old houses in the town and bought a brand new house in the new county town, only a dozen miles away from Fengliang Mountain.

The wonton stall is open from early morning to dusk, and it never runs on time. As long as there are customers, no matter how late it gets, the boy will wait for the customers to finish eating slowly before clearing up the stall and returning with the cart. There is no night ban in the county town now, and there are dusty and lively scenes everywhere. If you are at the mountain temple on the top of Fengliang Mountain, looking at the county town at night, it looks like a big lantern resting on the ground.

As night fell that day, Dong Shuijing, a tall young man, had already started packing up the wonton stall and preparing to go home.

Unexpectedly, a strange man came from afar. He did not carry a sword or carry a sword, but held the sword horizontally behind him. He walked to the stall and asked with a smile: "Shop, do you still sell wontons?"

Dong Shuijing grinned and said: "Sell it! Why not sell it! You just have to boil the water, and the guests will have to wait for a while."

The man smiled and sat at the table, wiping it clean without any greasy stains. There was a homemade bamboo tube on the table, filled with slender green bamboo chopsticks. He turned out to be a handy little shopkeeper.

The man waited for a large bowl of hot wontons. The chopped green onions floating on the red soup looked very tempting. Dong Shuijing asked him if he could eat spicy food. The man said the spicier the better, and the boy handed over a full bowl. After dishing up the chili sauce, the man took out a pair of chopsticks. He lowered his head without haste, closed his eyes and smelled the aroma, and said with his tongue: "This smells right!"

The man asked casually: "Do you know the Mo family?"

Dong Shuijing, who was sitting not far away, nodded and said: "Of course, sir, I have said before that the Mohist school was once one of the four great schools, and the knowledge it admired was great, but it is difficult to know what is easy to do, and it is even harder to do it, which tests the mind of the disciples of the school. It’s just that it’s easier to get into trouble, and my husband said it’s more...cute.”

Having said this, Dong Shuijing scratched his head and smiled innocently, "My husband said that."

The man chewed a wonton, nodded vigorously and said, "That's very well said."

He asked again: "Then have you ever heard of the sword creditor among the Mo family's rangers? Credit for credit, sword for sword."

Dong Shuijing looked confused and shook his head slightly.

Mr. Qi really never said this.

The man put down his chopsticks, patted his belly, exhaled heavily, feeling very comfortable, and then smiled and said: "Then do you want to be a credit card holder?"

Dong Shuijing's eyes narrowed and he soon returned to normal. He smiled and shook his head, "Selling wontons is good. You can make money and it's stable."

At the beginning, he, Li Baoping, Lin Shouyi, Li Huai, and Shi Chunjia, five school disciples, worked together to deceive the coachman who was a dead soldier of Dali, even though it was said that it was Li Baoping and Li Baoping who made the plans and checked for leaks. Lin Shouyi, but in fact, as long as anyone shows the slightest flaw, all previous efforts will be wasted. Therefore, none of the five children who finally officially became Qi Jingchun's direct disciples was an economical lamp.

Just like Dong Shuijing, at such an old age, he knew how to find Miss Ruan Xiu and ask her to help sell the old house in the town for a sky-high price, and then quickly went to the county to buy a big house, not just one, but an entire street. street!

Big money falling from the sky has its own way of spending it. Money can make money.

A small amount of money to support a family should also have its own way of making money. If you don't spend money, you are making money. There is no conflict between the two.

"Don't be in a hurry to answer me."

The man waved his hand and said with a smile: "As for why I chose you, Dong Shuijing, I have been observing you for a long time. You are not the best in every aspect, but there are no problems. This is enough."

Dong Shuijing said helplessly: "Who are you?"

The man didn't hide anything and said straight to the point: "My name is Xu Ruo, a descendant of the Mohist family, from the Middle-earth Divine Continent. Of course I am not a credit person. But I have a very good friend. Before he died, he asked me to promise him to help him choose. A suitable disciple should inherit the mantle. He is the ancestor of the previous generation of credit swordsmen of the Mo family. He is a very powerful guy. He once drank with A Liang many times, and he paid for the drinks. A Liang traveled in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. When I signed a huge debt, he helped pay it off."

"Who is A Liang?"

"The son of your husband's husband's mortal enemy."

"What?!"

Dong Shuijing was confused, what is this?

The man stood up and said, "I'll come back next time and you can think about it carefully."

Dong Shuijing suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

The man smiled and said: "I owe you the money for this bowl of wontons now. Maybe you will agree to be a credit card holder in the future..."

Dong Shuijing insisted: "This is not okay. As long as you are doing business, you must settle the accounts clearly between brothers."

The man nodded and took out a few copper coins, "Haha, it really looks like a knife loaner."

As the sun set, Xu Ruo walked away.

Dong Shuijing sat there, watching the Mohist knight go away, raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The reason why he had the courage to ask for those few copper coins was not because Dong Shuijing was stubborn or some stupid young man who didn't know the heights of the world, but because he was testing people's hearts full of market atmosphere.

Dong Shuijing sat silently at the table, motionless and in a daze. There was no ecstasy about pie-in-the-sky, but rather a bit dazed.

The boy actually didn't like this feeling.

In fact, his ambition is not big. He just thinks that he will make money in the future and have enough food and clothing. In the house where he lives, there is a well that can draw water. There is a willow tree planted next to it. Every spring, it will sprout buds and the wind will blow. When you blow it, the wicker will sway, very... cute.