Sword of Coming

After Chen Ping returned to the yard, his eyelids were jumping, his left eye was jumping for wealth, and his right eye was jumping for disaster.

So Chen Ping sat on the threshold and began to imagine that he was drawing blanks, with his hands hanging in the air, and soon the straw-shoe youngster entered a state of selflessness.Juvenile diligence is one aspect, and it is also very important to be able to bear the hunger, so Chen Ping has developed the habit of drawing blanks whenever he has a thought.The matter of burning porcelain is the most important of heaven, because before the opening of the kiln, no one knows whether the glaze color and shape of a piece of porcelain are in the end, and can only be resigned.However, before firing the kiln, billet drawing is undoubtedly the most important thing, but Chen Ping is considered by Old Man Yao to be poor in aptitude, and most of them do some physical work of practicing mud. Chen Ping can only observe carefully by himself, and then Practicing mud, drawing the blanks yourself, looking for the feel.

There was the sound of the door pushing open in the yard next door. It turned out that Song Jixin brought servant girl Zhi Cui back from the school. The handsome young man sprinted and easily stepped onto the low wall. After squatting down, he loosened his palms. All were nail-capped stones. , Various colors, such as suet, green bean, white lotus root and so on.This kind of worthless stone, of various sizes, can be seen everywhere in the small town’s beach. Among them, a bright red stone filled with chicken blood is the most pleasing. Mr. Qi of the school carved for disciple Zhao Yao. There was a seal, Song Jixin thought it was quite interesting. He wanted to exchange something with that guy several times, but the other party refused to accept it.

Song Jixin threw a stone, not too hard, on Chen Ping's chest, who was indifferent.

I lost it again, this time I missed the straw-shoe youngster's forehead, Chen Ping remained motionless.

Song Jixin was not surprised at this. The crackle, a handful of 7 stones, all fell out one after another. Although Song Jixin deliberately distracted Chen Ping, he still did not directly smash Chen Ping’s arms and fingers, because Song Jixin feels that this is invincible.

Song Jixin slapped his palm after throwing the stone. Chen Ping exhales one breath saying, shook his wrists, and ignored Song Jixin at all. After thinking about it, he lowered his head and made a knife-like grip with 5 fingers in his left hand.

Leaping Blade is a skill that is not unique among the old potters in the small town, but the Leaping Blade technique used by Old Yao, whoever sees it, will stick out his thumb.

Old Yao received a few disciplines, but he still couldn't make the old man really satisfied. When he arrived at Liu Xianyang, he thought he had found someone who could inherit Legacy.In the past when Liu Xianyang was practicing, Chen Ping would squat and stare as long as he had nothing to do.

Liu Xianyang has the best face, and only knows that Chen Ping is tight-lipped, so he often uses Old Yao’s secret formula to deter the latter. For example, “If you want the knife to go steady, your hands must not be rigid and steady. In the final analysis, It's a stable heart."

But when Chen Ping asked what is heart stability, Liu Xianyang was caught blind.

Song Jixin looked at it for a while and found it boring, so he jumped off the wall and entered the house.

The servant girl Zhi Cui stood by the wall. If she didn't stand on tiptoe, she would just show the upper half of her face. Even so, it was vaguely visible that the girl was a beautiful woman in the making.

She thought for a while and stood on her heels gently, her eyes fell on the poor teenagers all around, and finally found two stones on the ground, one scarlet and clear in color, one snow white and shiny, both of her Young Master talents Throw away what you don't need.

She hesitated for a moment, lowered her voice, and said timidly: "Chen Ping, can you help me pick up those 2 stones? I like it."

Chen Ping slowly lifts the head, his hand movement did not stop, still very steady, his eyes beckoned her to wait for a while.

Zhi Cui smiled sweetly, like the first green shoots on the branches after the spring, extremely beautiful.

It's just that the boy has bowed his head and missed this moving scene.

The corners of her mouth curled up, and a pair of brilliant lights and vibrant colors seemed to have tiny living creatures swimming in it.

When Chen Ping stopped what he was doing and asked which two stones were, servant girl Zhi Cui's eyes returned to normal, as always, soft as spring mud after rain.

Chen Ping picked up the two stones in the direction pointed by her finger and walked to the wall. As soon as she raised her hand, the straw-shoe youngster had already placed the stones on the wall.

She picked up 2 stones and held them tightly in her palms.

If someone deliberately searches for this thing, it is to find a needle in a haystack, which is rare in ten years.

A destined person, even if it is unintentional, is like the tattered goods on the rotten street, at your fingertips, it depends on the mood to accept it.

Chen Ping smiled and asked: "Are you not afraid of Nasal Mucus Insect blocking your door and cursing for a long time?"

She didn't admit that her Young Master stole other people's things, but she didn't seem to be shy to deny the fact, so she smiled and said nothing.

Mud Bottle Alley lives with a mother and child. Two people are invincible. Only Song Jixin can fight them.Among them, the child is particularly stubborn. He hangs two Nasal Mucus Insects all year round. He likes to fish in the stream and pick up stones. The fish he caught are kept in a large water tank, and the stones are piled up next to the water tank. Song Jixin just likes to provoke this little thorn. He takes advantage of a crisis for personal gain every 2 and 2. I can’t see a few stones a day or 3 days, but he can’t stand Song Jixin’s frequent touches. Once he is confirmed by the child Without a baby, it will explode. Like a small wild cat with a middle tail, he can scold for an hour outside the courtyard. His mother never persuaded him. On the contrary, he would stir up trouble and deliberately break Song Jixin. Regarding the former superintendent’s illegal child, Song Jixin gnashed the teeth several times and almost had to go out with a bench. Servant girl Zhi Cui tried to persuade her.

Suddenly, a sharp voice rang, "Song Jixin Song Jixin, come and catch the rape, your servant girl and Chen Ping are eyeing, obviously they are hooking up! You don't care about your housekeeper, maybe she will do it tonight I went over the wall and knocked on Chen Ping's door! Get out, tsk tsk tsk, Chen Ping's hands are touching the little girl's face, don't you see, Chen Ping laughed so disgustingly..."

Song Jixin didn’t show up at all, and shouted directly in the room: “What’s this? I saw Chen Ping pulling and pulling with your mother last night. After I hit him, Chen Ping pulled his paws from your mother’s collar. 'Pull out', this is your mother's fault. Her place is so spectacular and full. Poor Chen Ping is so tired and sweaty..."

Someone in the alley fiercely kicked the gate of Song Jixin courtyard and said angrily: "Song Jixin, come out and go heads-up! You lose, you give me Zhi Cui as a maid, feed me every day, make the bed and wash my feet! I lose! , Just give Chen Ping to your current handyman, how? Just ask if you dare, anyway, who dares to be coward!"

Inside the house, Song Jixin lazily said: "Come and cool down! Your father, I looked through the almanac. It is not suitable to beat my son today, Gu Can, count your good luck!"

The child outside the house slammed the door vigorously, "Zhi Cui, how frustrated you are with such a young master, you still run away with Liu Xianyang, anyway, the stupid big fellow looks at your eyes, it's like eating you ."

The servant girl Zhi Cui turned and walked towards the house.

Inside the house, Song Jixin is carefully wiping an emerald green bottle gourd. It is an old object of unknown age and one of the "family properties" left by the Lord Song. Song Jixin was not caring at first, and then accidentally discovered that every thunderstorm day , The bottle gourd was buzzing, but after Song Jixin took off the lid, no matter how it was shaken or shaken, nothing slipped out. I poured water into it, filled it with sand, and poured out water and sand, not much at all. A lot. Song Jixin is really gone. In addition, once he was upset by being scolded by Gu Can’s spicy mother outside the door, an illegal child with a mother but no father, Song Jixin took a knife at the bottle gourd. Cut, the result made the boy dumbfounded, the blade has been rolled up, the bottle gourd is still intact, leaving no trace.

A letter burned by Song Jixin in the early years wrote: "The gold, silver and copper money that the government office moved to the small courtyard guarantees that your master and servant will have nothing to worry about. In your spare time, you can collect some interesting antiques. Cultivate your temperament. Although the town is small, coarse grains can nourish the stomach, books can nourish the gas, the scenery can nourish the eyes, and loneliness can nourish the heart. From today onwards, do everything by the destiny, Hidden Dragon In Deep Abyss, there will be blessings in the future."

Although Song Jixin resents that man, he is rich and does not spend his time thundering. In a small town with simple folk customs, it is difficult to want to be generous. For so many years, Song Jixin has really fallen in love with the business of collecting tatters. The large vermilion lacquered boxes are all side-doors like the emerald green bottle gourd.It’s just that Song Jixin has an extremely mysterious and abstruse intuition, a big box, myriad, and more than 30 objects. This bottle gourd is the most valuable, and then a rusty Purple Gold bell. When it shook, it clearly saw the hanging hammer. When hitting the inner wall, it should have made a crisp sound, but it was silent, which made Song Jixin both have one's hair stand on end and feel surprised.Finally, there is a simple teapot signed "Mountain Demon". The rest of the objects, Song Jixin likes superficially, can't be called love at first sight.

The child named Gu Can stood outside the door, yelling, full of breath.

Before long, the curse stopped abruptly.

Then Chen Ping saw the guy suddenly push open the door of his courtyard, his face panicked, and after bolting the door, he squatted by the door, constantly winking at himself, asking himself to squat by his side.

Chen Ping went inside without knowing it, but the cat ran up to the child, squatted down and asked softly: "Gu Can, what are you doing? Did you make your mother angry again?"

Child twitched his nose vigorously and lowered his voice: "Chen Ping, I told you, I ran into a weird person just now. The white bowl in his hand can keep pouring water out. Look, it's such a big bowl. I saw him pouring water for an hour! The guy seemed to stop when he passed by our Mud Bottle Alley just now. Didn’t he see me? It’s miserable..."

The child gestured with both hands about the size of the white bowl, then patted his chest, and said with emotion: "Song Jixin is really scared to death."

Chen Ping asked: "You mean the storyteller Mister under the locust tree?"

The child was nodded hard, "No, the old man has few pounds in his hands, and I can't even lift it, but the broken bowl is really cripple, so cripple!"

The child suddenly grabbed Chen Ping's arm and said, "Chen Ping, I really didn't lie to you this time! I can swear that if I lie to you, Song Jixin will not die!"

Chen Ping raised a finger and made a silent gesture.

The child shut up immediately.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, gradually sounding, and gradually falling.

everything has its nemesis.

The child who was originally fearing nothing in Heaven or Earth, sat on the ground, reached out his hand and wiped his face indiscriminately. His face turned pale. It was obvious that this Nasal Mucus Insect named Gu Can was really scared to death.

The child asked abruptly, "Chen Ping, isn't that guy going to my house? What should I do?"

Chen Ping helplessly said: "I will go back to your house if I accompany you?"

The child probably waited for Chen Ping's words, got up suddenly, sat down again, crying and said, "Chen Ping, I can't walk with weak legs."

Chen Ping stood up, bent over to grab the child's back neckline, carried the child in one hand, opened the latch with the other, and walked out of the yard.

The child's home is not far from here, it is only 100 steps away. As expected, Gu Can saw that the old fogey was in his yard, and his mother even gave the old fogey a stool.

At that moment, the child felt that the sky was falling, so he chose to hide behind Chen Ping and let the tall man go on top.

Chen Ping didn't disappoint the child either, and protected him either intentionally or unintentionally.

When Brat Gu Can held Chen Ping's cuffs, he immediately became proud of him for no reason.

The old man didn't care about it, sitting on the bench, thinking for a while, the white bowl in his hand, disappeared out of thin air.

Gu Can immediately weakened his legs, hiding behind Chen Ping, trembling with fear.

The old man glanced at the village woman whose expression was surprisingly calm, then glanced at the straw-shoe youngster who browses tightly knit, and finally said to the child who was shrunken: "Little baby, do you know what is in your water tank? ?"

The child shouted behind Chen Ping: "What else, the fish, shrimps and crabs I touched in the stream, and the loach and rice eel I caught in the fields! If you like it, you can take it away, you are welcome..."

Child's voice is getting lower and lower, obviously lacking confidence.

The woman stroked her temples and hair, looked at Chen Ping, and said softly: "Peace."

Chen Ping understood her meaning, rubbed Gu Can's head, then turned and left.

In the depths of the woman's eyes, she hides a touch of guilt for this straw-shoe youngster.

She abandoned distractions and turned to the old man and asked, "This immortal master from afar, for this opportunity, do you want to buy or grab it?"

The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "Buy? I can't afford it. Rob? I can't take it either."

The woman also shook her head, "It used to be so, but it may not be anymore."

Hearing this, the originally leisurely old man, as if was struck by lightning, suddenly waved his sleeves, his five fingers flicked like flying.

The old man sighed, "why did it come to this!"

The woman's face was cold, and said with a smile: "Immortal Elder thinks how many good people can there be in this town?"

The old man stood up and took a deep look at the ignorant child. It seemed that he had made a big decision. With a flick of his wrist, the white bowl resurfaced.

The old man walked to the half-person-high water tank and quickly scooped a bowl of water in the tank.

Although the woman pretended to be calm, her palms were actually sweaty.

The old man sat back on the stool and waved to Gu Can: "Little baby, come and take a look."

The child looks at the mother, she is nodded, full of encouraging eyes.

After the child approached, the old man blew a breath towards the water in the bowl, ripples.

The old man said with a smile: "Open your mouth."

At the same time, the old man touched it casually, and found a piece of locust tree leaf from the child from nowhere.

Twist the two fingers imaginarily, without real grip.

The child subconsciously uttered.

The old man flicks with the finger, this green locust tree leaf is submerged in the child's mouth.

The child was stunned on the spot, and then found that there was nothing strange in his mouth.

The old man didn't give him a chance to inquire, and pointed to the white bowl on his palm, "Look carefully at what's there."

Gu Can's eyes widened and stared attentively. First, he saw an extremely tiny black spot, then gradually turned into a slightly eye-catching black line, and finally slowly grew, as if it became an earth-yellow Little Mud Fish. In the ripples on the water surface of the white bowl, happily rolling.

The child with a squishy brain flashed out, cry out in surprise: "I remember it! It was me from Chen Ping..."

The woman slapped her son on the face and said angrily: "Shut up!"

The old man was not surprised by this, and said calmly: "My cultivator, to prove longevity, is rebellious. This contention is nothing. Don’t be so nervous, it should be your son’s and can’t escape, it shouldn’t be that boy’s. I can't hold it."

This child named Gu Can weighs less than 40 kg.

But the weight of the "root bone" is incredible.

So when this old man with Magical Powers carried the bowl, he used the ancestral Secret Technique to make an exception and weighed his mogu, naturally, he couldn't move Gu Can.

This is the prerequisite for him to accept disciples.

Otherwise, if a 3-year-old child spends the market with money, isn't it because of courting death?

The old man smiled carefreely, but his eyes were cold, and he slowly said: "Of course, even if it was the boy, what about it? Now that the old man is sitting in person, it is not his."

child keep quiet out of fear, teeth trembling.

The woman was relieved.

The old man put on his kind and kind face again, "Child, this bowl contains the whole river water, and now there is a small dragonfly. From now on, you will be my disciple."

"The old man is a'True Monarch', only half a step away from being the ancestor of'Opening Zong', although it is a lower sect...In short, you will naturally understand the weight of the 4 words True Monarch and Kaizong in the future."

The old man said with a laugh: "It will only be heavier than this bowl of river water."

The child cried suddenly, "That's not right! It's Chen Ping's!"

The woman fly into a rage out of humiliation, raising her arms high, she wants to teach this stupid son with lard.

The old man waved his hand, laughed, and casually said: "It's not all bad to have this heart."

The child lowered his head and wiped away tears and snot with the back of his hand.

The woman quietly looked at the old man.

The old man smiled knowingly, nodded.

People in the same way, everything is silent.

After the child lifts the head, his mother, and the unfathomable mystery halfway master who fell from the sky, smiled faintly.

The child turned his head, Chen Ping did not forget to close the courtyard door when Chen Ping left.

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The small town is like a crop field, catching up with the big year and the harvest season.

However, some people, just a barnyard grass interspersed in the rice, have been seen once, and there is no second eye.

For example, a straw-shoe youngster walking alone in Mud Bottle Alley.