Sword of Coming

Footsteps came from the door of Song Jixin’s house. Liu Xianyang just wanted to jump off the wall, but he didn’t see him. Hearing the sound first, someone asked with a warm smile: “Is your brat Fortune Creek Old Man Yao? What's your discipline? Last name Liu?"

It was the kiln superintendent who was wearing a white clothed jade belt around his waist. He strode out of the threshold and looked towards the wall with a smiling face.

Liu Xianyang stiffened, and found that he had no strength to jump off the wall. He had a guilty heart and forced a smile and said: "If you go back to the adults, it’s me. When the adults went to our dragon kiln to open the kiln, Master asked me to demonstrate to them. A few tricks."

The man was nodded, glanced at the tall boy, straight to the point and asked: "Young man, do you want to go outside to see? For example, join the army and fight for battle. I promise you can be a high official if you survive for ten years , When the time comes, I personally will give you a wine celebration in Capital, how about?"

The Song Jixin complexion is gloomy standing behind the man, holding onto the Old Dragon Spreading Rain jade pendant presented by Fu Nanhua.

The seed of reading with the title "illegitimate child" and "wild species" for many years now knows the true identity of the man next to him, so he understands the weight of the man's words even more, "Put the wine in person". It will be the most powerful life-saving charm of the Great Li Dynasty and the longest Azure Cloud Stairs in officialdom.

Liu Xianyang racked his brains to come up with some sour words, and stammered: "Thanks to the great love of the superintendent, I am very frightened...but the little one has already promised to be an apprentice at the Master Ruan Blacksmith's shop. I also hope that the adults don't... the adults don't count..."

What the tall young man wanted to say got stuck in his throat. He couldn't remember life or death, his face flushed with anxiety.

Song Jixin reminded him seemingly empathetic: "It's an adult who doesn't remember this lowly one."

The white-robed man laughed and didn't care. "It's okay, when you have the opportunity to get out of town someday, you can go to the nearest Red Sun Mountain Pass and find a Martial Artist named Liu Linxi, who said that Capital Song Changjing recommends you to join the army. If he doesn’t believe it, you can tell him that the person named Song Changjing said that Liu Linxi still owes him 30000 Great Sui Dynasty side-riding heads."

Liu Xianyang idiotic nodded said: "Okay."

The man smiled and left. Song Jixin wanted to stop when he arrived at the gate of the courtyard. The man seemed to have died of his thoughts, and without turning his head, he said directly: "Let me go to the government office, I will show you someone."

Song Jixin 2 feet rooted in the ground like nails, black face said: "I won't go!"

The place where the threshold is extremely high for 100 surnames in the small town is a dragon's pool and tiger's den for a young man who has grown up a year after listening to the rumors. It is a heart that cannot be passed.

The men who have always acted swift and decisive outside did not have the ignorance of the irritated teenagers and did not stop, but slowed down a lot: "According to the records of the spy eyeliner of the government office, you have seen the surnamed Gao prince of the Sui Dynasty Did you know that Gao Clan of the Sui Dynasty and our Great Li Dynasty Song Clan were enemies of 1000 years who had absolutely irreconcilable vengeance. They were also the prince. He dared to come to this small town in the hinterland of the enemy country Great Li Dynasty , And you Song Jixin, who is also a prince, dare not go to a small official residence on the map of your own home?"

Song Jixin immediately did not chew the deep meaning of this remark, but instantly turned his head and looked at Liu Xianyang, and saw the tall young man sitting on the wall, rubbing his hands and knocking his legs, as if he hadn't heard the man at all.

The Great Li Dynasty white robe Vassal King walking in Mud Bottle Alley raised his mouth, and the man received a little surprise.

It is indeed the kind of our old Song Family.

But when I think that the boy is still the son of that woman, as the powerful Vassal King of the first Martial Dao Grandmaster of the Great Li Dynasty, I also feel a little upset and troublesome.

Song Jixin clenched the teeth and turned back to Zhi Cui, who was standing at the door of the house, and said, "I will go back as soon as I go, and leave me alone for lunch."

Song Jixin just walked out of the hospital, and turned to say with a smile: "Take my pocket of broken silver by the head of my bed and go to the Du's shop to buy the pair of Dragon Phoenix fragrances. Anyway, we don't have to save money anymore."

Zhi Cui nodded, made a careful mute gesture.

Song Jixin smiled happily, and left in a cool manner.

When Song Jixin walked away, Liu Xianyang cautiously sitting on the wall asked: "Zhi Cui, what is the relationship between Song Jixin and the superintendent?"

Zhi Cui looked at the tall boy with pity.

Liu Xianyang couldn't stand her sight the most, "What are you doing, just knowing Lord, an official who is responsible for burning porcelain, what a great deal?"

Zhi Cui pulled the corners of his mouth, each minding their own business went back to the house to fetch food, and began to feed the old hen and the group of fluffy chicken cubs.

Liu Xianyang felt discouraged for no reason, jumped off the wall and shouted inside the house: "Surnamed Chen's, let's go to the blacksmith shop! We are not affected by this pent-up frustration."

The girl turned her back to the yard next door separated by a wall, playing said with a smile: "Buddha struggles for an incense stick of time. People fight for a breath, but unfortunately, there is only a pent-up frustration."

Liu Xianyang's blood surged, and even the roots of his ears were red. He walked to the yellow mud wall and slammed his fist against the wall, "Wang Zhu! Have the ability, you say it again!"

The servant girl threw away all the corn and vegetable leaves, clapped her hands, turned her head and smiled and said, "Who do you think you are, let me just say it?"

Liu Xianyang looked at the young girl who was drawing her body and became more and more bright and charming. Speechless, her heart was empty, like a porcelain bowl in her heart, falling to the ground.

Chen Ping was already standing on the threshold. He walked quickly to the yard after seeing this scene and said softly, "Let's go."

Two teenagers walked side by side in the alley, and the tall teenager suddenly asked: "Chen Ping, am I not very promising?"

Chen Ping thought for a while, and said seriously: "The neighbors in the alley said that my mother is very good, and that my father is a famous bottle gourd, so I think who I like or don’t like, it may have something to do with my success. Not that big."

Liu Xianyang cried and said, "Then I am even more miserable. Even if I can build a dragon kiln by myself or learn Master Ruan's craftsmanship in the future, wouldn't she also dislike me!"

Chen Ping shut his mouth with interest to avoid adding fuel to the fire.

Walking in a familiar alley, Chen Ping suddenly remembered a scene. In his early years, he followed Old Man Yao along the stream into the deep mountains. He saw a little elk drinking by the water. He was not afraid to see him. After it drank the water, Looking down at the stream, he did not leave for a long time.In addition to the reflection of the elk on the surface of the stream, there is also a fish lingering in the water.

Before leaving the ancestral house, Miss Ning suggested that since he had a locust tree leaf, he should leave the town as soon as possible. With the invisible shelter of the ancestral locust tree leaf, there would be no major accidents. It is best not to be in the small town. Staying for too long, because she didn't know whether Liu Xianyang's incident would harm him Chen Ping.

However, Chen Ping insisted on seeing Liu Xianyang being accepted as a discipline by Master Ruan in order to leave with peace of mind.

Because there was no Liu Xianyang back then, he starved to death long ago.

Of course, Chen Ping also hoped that Miss Ning could take care of the injury in his home, but the teenager didn't dare to say it at the time, for fear of being considered frivolous by her.

Chen Ping suddenly asked, "Is the Treasure Armor that your grandfather left to you, will it definitely not be sold to outsiders?"

Liu Xianyang looked righteous and said: "Nonsense, of course I won't sell it if I die!"

He punched the boy next to him on the shoulder, playing said with a smile: "I am not a fan of money like you."

The tall young man hugged the back of his head with his hands, "Some things are temporarily missing and can be earned with money, but if some things are gone, they will really be gone in this life."

Chen Ping said to himself: "Understood."

As he walked to the Mud Bottle Alley lane, Liu Xianyang exploded with a foul language, Chen Ping put away his thoughts and looked up, suddenly feeling a little heavy.

It was Lu Zhengchun, the youngest member of the Lú Family on Good Fortune Street, who was the one who brought a group of gang of scoundrels and blocked Liu Xianyang in this alley, almost beating him to death. If it weren’t for Chen Ping, he would run to shout those voices. Liu Xianyang, who has no elder relatives in his family, may really be thrown into Chaotic Burial Mound.

Song Jixin squatted on the wall to watch the excitement at the time, and continued to add to the flames. Later, he told Chen Ping, who was lingering in his heart, that the behavior of Lu Zhengchun and others was called "being a hero" outside the town.

Lu Zhengchun stopped Liu Xianyang's path and squeezed out a smile and said, "Don't be nervous, I am not here to settle the old accounts with you, but..."

Liu Xianyang interrupted Lú Family Young Master's words, "Come back? A good dog doesn't stand in the way, let me start!"

Lu Zhengchun looked embarrassed and said with a forced smile: "Liu Xianyang, I really have something to discuss with you this time. Last time, you ran away without waiting for us to finish talking. This is not good. You can listen to the terms I gave here, right? I really want to speak of which, we two buddies are also considered out of blows friendship grows, there is no need to be so stiff. Those guests and I are very sincere. !"

Liu Xianyang tilted his head and sarcastically said: "Why, you are still addicted to matchmaking? I'm surprised. You said that you Lu Zhengchun, at any rate, is the grandson of the most generous family in our town, so I like it so much. Be a henchman for outsiders?"

Lu Zhengchun complexion ashen, but still wants to maintain the smile on his face, the whole person looks very funny, almost begging: "Liu Xianyang, as long as you speak, no matter what you want, they will try to satisfy you, such as copper coins? Or else? How about the number? For example... 150 pennies? That is... 2 100 pennies. I can also help you to counter-offer. 2 100 pennies. This will allow you to buy half of a building on Good Fortune Street. The house is gone."

Liu Xianyang stared at the person’s eyes and expressions before him, and said contemptuously: "2 100 pens, do you send a beggar? Are you sincere? Advise you not to be silly with me, I still have to do business. Go away!"

At the corner of Mud Bottle Alley, a little girl doll carved in pink jade is riding on the shoulders of the burly old man, and the boy wearing a big red robe is held by the woman. The expression of the yin bird of inconsistent age, said in the words of his hometown: "Is this Lú Family guy too stupid? What's the use..."

The woman shook her head and softly said with a smile: "To be kind to others, you must know how to fight with others, talk about business, and want to make the most profit. Just like Lu Zhengchun, you should first test the bottom line of the other party's psychological price. "

The child wondered: "Does business with these natives need so much trouble?"

The woman said with a smile: "Human nature is complicated, and the heart is dark. It is not based on the level of the cultivation base. People in small places, even if they are short-sighted, are not all fools. If you think about it, sooner or later you will suffer. of."

The child uttered, "Mother is familiar with people, why not come out to talk directly?"

The woman patiently explained: "Look at our clothes, wherever you go to buy things, as long as you are a slightly savvy seller, you can't help but slaughter customers."

child sighed, "It's just that we are so twitching, it's too uncomfortable."

The woman squatted down, holding the child's cheeks with her hands, looking at the face that resembled his dad, said resolutely: "Remember, cultivate Heart is also one of cultivation. Strength in good times and cultivate Heart in adversity are indispensable. "

The child shook his head and broke away from the woman's hands, said ill-humoredly: "This vague truth is here again, I'm so annoying."

The woman was a little helpless, but she did not continue to teach the truth seriously. She only felt that her child had a good talent, a good root bone, and two family surnames as backers, so the road ahead is still long. Although her temperament is slightly paranoid and gloomy, but It can be simmered slowly, spoil things through excessive enthusiasm is the biggest problem.

Listening to the boring conversation in the alley, the girl was a little sad, "Grandpa White Ape, if that person is unwilling to sell things all the time, what shall we do?"

The old man with his hands on his knees laughed like an ape, "Then let him die. The old slave came here to cope with the worst situation. Otherwise, the money would be a waste of money. There is no sound. But when the time comes, Young Lady’s safety will be a little troublesome, and it may be entrusted to Song Family or Li Family."

Aside from other things, if it is a murder, although the old man will be expelled from Saint, but compared to a silent float, it is considered to be a stone in the water, which is a little splash.

It’s just that the old man will never make such a bad move until it is a last resort. After all, the Sword Scripture is more meaningful, and Righteous Sun Mountain is no longer regarded as a treasure. Compared with the Young Lady’s Longevity Great Dao on his shoulders, it is after all Far inferior, at least for the elderly, think so.

Town 4 has a surname of ten families, headed by Lu Clan.

But if it is placed outside, on the contrary, it is actually the bottom of Lu Clan. It originated from a dynasty governed by Lu Clan and was destroyed by the Great Li Dynasty 2 frontier army. Lu Clan’s position in Eastern Aquarius Continent, It's already at stake.

In the alley, Liu Xianyang listened to Lu Zhengchun talking about high-ranking officials, 10000 waists, and beautiful women like clouds. He was very annoyed at a Song Jixin who had fallen from a bookcase. He stepped forward and pointed at Lu Zhengchun's Nose resolute and decisive said: "That armor is the ancestor of my Liu Family, it has nothing to do with money! Even if you let me move to your house today, from now on you Lu Zhengchun calls me grandfather every day, I don't bother to care about you! The surname is Lu, have you heard clearly?!"

Standing alone on the mouth of Mud Bottle Alley, Lu Zhengchun stared at the guy in front of him. He made it clear that the barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes. Lú Family has all the hearts that hit and die here.

Before, I worked as a lobbyist on the covered bridge and blocked Liu Xianyang’s way to the blacksmith’s shop. As a result, the finished apprenticeship was unfavorable. After returning to the house on Good Fortune Street, grandfather hosted those aloof and remote guests, calmly He yelled to the secret room and didn't say anything cruel or any clan Daye's big words. He just pointed to the corpse under the white cloth, "Zhengchun, grandfather has no other requirements. I just hope you don't let your younger brother die. I hope it's over 7 That day, you had already walked out of the town, just as it was for him to see the scenery outside."

Lu Zhengchun suddenly moistened his eyes, choked and trembled: "Liu Xianyang, I beg you, okay?"

Liu Xianyang was dumbfounded.

The youngster, who is rich in clothes and food, is becoming more fragile and helpless. His lips trembled and he couldn't cry: "Okay? I will kneel for you, and I will admit your mistakes, okay?"

Plop.

Lu Zhengchun knelt firmly on the muddy ground of Mud Bottle Alley and began to kowtow.

The boy has gold under his knees.

The youngster kowtows unambiguously, and peng peng rattles.

At the foot of Mud Bottle Alley's outer wall, the little girl kicked the old man's chest with her feet once and again, thinking about which peaks she had seen during the journey, and thinking about which one to move back home.

The boy was a little taking pleasure in other people's misfortune, and asked casually: "Mother, is this surname Lu out of mind? In the future, are we really going to leave the town with a madman, how embarrassing is that?"

The woman's expression was complicated, she remembered many strange things she had witnessed, she wanted to say something, and finally shook her head and said, "No."

Liu Xianyang was at a loss.

The tall young man broke his head and never thought that Lu Zhengchun would do this. The grandson of the most wealthy gateway in a small town would just kneel at his feet and kowtow?

Liu Xianyang's face was tangled. At this moment, he had been observing Liu Xianyang and Lu Zhengchun's straw-shoe youngster, suddenly pulled his sleeve and shook his head slightly.

Liu Xianyang Yu Xin couldn't bear to say: "This is too shameful..."

Chen Ping's eyes are firm, it goes without saying.

The carefree tall boy has signs of softness.

But the straw-shoe youngster, who is a bad guy in the eyes of the black girl, now looks extremely hard-hearted.

Chen Ping's instinct told him that if Liu Xianyang agrees to the sale before Lu Zhengchun kneels down, he may suffer a bit at most, but his life is safe.But now Liu Xianyang has fallen into the predicament he encountered before. If Mr. Qi hadn't intervened, his destiny would be to kill Fu Nanhua and then be killed, either from Red-Clouds Mountain or Old Dragon City.

What's more deadly is that according to the "rules" that Miss Ning told him, if Lu Zhengchun itself is a small town native, if he or Lú Family wants to kill Liu Xianyang, Mr. Qi is most likely beyond control.

Chen Ping's thoughts changed. While Lu Zhengchun was still kowtow, he lowered his voice and said to Liu Xianyang: "If it doesn't work, pretend to agree to him. Let's meet Master Ruan first, and wait until you are accepted as a discipline."

Liu Xianyang nodded, said to Lu Zhengchun: "Dude, you better get up first, get up and talk! Your motherfucker is so neat, what a thing!"

Lu Zhengchun did not get up, lifts the head, his red and swollen forehead was covered with mud.

Liu Xianyang helplessly said: "But you need to go back first, sum up with them, and negotiate a fair price. Don't fool me anymore. I'm not a fool. What about 2 100 coins, not to mention whether I can Lost to grandma's house, just say that those nobles don't think that the price has been reduced?"

Lu Zhengchun slowly got up and said with a smile: "That's the reason! As long as you are willing to let go, Liu Xianyang, I will be your brother in the future, Lu Zhengchun! It doesn't matter if you recognize me or not, I recognize you anyway!"

Liu Xianyang walked over, hooked up with Lu Zhengchun, and walked to the alley together, comforted: "Old Lu, I will take my brother to enjoy the blessings. When I look back, when the deal is concluded, I should treat you to a drink." Good wine."

Lu Zhengchun wiped his forehead while happily said with a smile: "Drinking is not simple, it's not difficult, and I'm here to ask, how can you cost you money, just say so, otherwise I will be angry with Old Brother ."

Liu Xianyang said with a laugh: "I know that Lao Lu, you are a thick Daoist, and you are right to mix with you in the future!"

Chen Ping followed behind the two, leaning slightly to the side of the alley wall, staring at the movement at the entrance.

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The white robed man took the young Song Jixin and rushed to the back hall of the Supervisory Office in Steward's lead box.

Steward said that the college Li Mister, who had come from afar, waited for a little half an hour, and said that he would leave for the school to visit a Sect elder.

Song Changjing didn't comment on this, but just asked: "The assassin who died in the alley, has it been found that the chess piece of which power is?"

Steward hesitated.

Song Changjing frowns saying ：“en? ”

The elderly man hurriedly bent down and said in panic, "It is the Song Family on Good Fortune Street."

Song Changjing said with a sneer: "I don't know how to surprise this king!"

Old Steward sweats like rain.

Song Jixin remained silent, his eyes hot.

In the school, Qi Jingchun gently put down the book and turned his head to look around. At the door stood a handsome youngster with a high crown and Confucian shirt, smiling without saying a word.

Qi Jingchun has a calm face and is reserved.

In the small town, a bald-headed man in weird clothes, walking barefoot, withered expression, came to the iron well, looked at the deep well, folded his hands together, closed his eyes and whispered: "Buddha views a pot of water, 108,000 insects."

Outside the town, on the top of a mountain, someone stands on the thick branch of a towering old tree, looking out at the outline of the town, with a tiger charm hanging from his waist and a long sword on his back.

Outside Heaven and Earth.

On a long road sloping upwards, like Heavenspan, all around clouds and mist, no scenery can be seen.

Daoist Nun with a young yellow crown, riding on White Deer, slowly ascended.

Next to her, there is another Daoist with a crown-like face, with a light pace, like moving clouds and flowing water. There are two big fish with red and blue beards, all around him.

Ruism, Buddhism and Daoism soldiers, the Three Sects family, are about to gather in the town.

At the blacksmith shop by the stream south of the town, father and daughter strike iron, sparks flying in all directions like a splendid Fire Rain.

The man held the sword embryo and said to the ponytail girl who was wringing the hammer: "Don't go to the town during this time."

The strength of the girl's hands was immediately weakened, and she felt her whole body's strength slip away with the snacks in the town.

Manly said with a smile: "Brilliant!"

The girl turned her grief and anger into strength, and slammed the red sword with a heavy hammer.

Under the shining sparks, the girl descended like a Vulcan.