Sword comes

After Ruan Xiu ran back to the blacksmith shop, she found that only her father was sitting on the bamboo chair under the eaves, handed over the pot of wine, and then sat on the other chair by herself, "Dad, are you finished talking about things?"

Ruan Qiong opened the jug and didn't need to drink it. Just sniffing it gave him some headaches. It was true that the peach blossom spring roast was not fake, but where does it cost two taels of silver, it was clearly the most expensive one that only required eight coins per pot. Inexpensive spring roast, Ruan Qiong caught a glimpse of his own daughter who was guilty of a thief out of the corner of his eye, twisting the corners of his clothes with both hands, his eyes wandering, and he was clearly afraid of exposing her, Ruan Qiong sighed in his heart, and had to pretend that he didn't find anything, raised his head and poured it. After a sip of wine, I was really depressed and aggrieved, and the man said slowly: "After the talk, it's okay, I'll send someone to the kiln office to find the Dali official named Wu Yuan, and take the new and old situation of the mountains and rivers. Picture, it is estimated that Chen Ping'an will come to me to ask for it after he recovers."

Ruan Xiu was relieved, smiled, and stretched out her legs together, stretched out comfortably, and leaned against the smooth and cool back of the small bamboo chair.

Ruan Qiong thought that he was going to open up the situation here, everything was difficult at the beginning, the omens were good, and the mood was a little better. It was rare to say a good word from Chen Ping'an, "The boy in the mud bottle alley, his temperament is simple, but he is not stupid. ."

Ruan Xiu smiled happily: "Dad, that's called Dazhi Ruoyu, do you know?"

Ruan Qiong smiled and said nothing.

The man is just slandering in his heart, I know the wisdom of a hammer.

Ruan Qiong looked at the distant stream, held the neck of the jug with two fingers, and shook it gently, "It's inconvenient for Dad to tell him some things directly, lest he think too much and become self-defeating, if you see him tomorrow, you say."

Ruan Xiu asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Ruan Qiong was silent for a moment, picked up the flagon and took a sip of strong wine, and then said: "Just tell him, don't expect too much from Longji Mountain, even some people who have no roots in the upper five realms may not dare to open it." This mouth, such a big piece of Dragon Slaying Terrace, took a lot of effort from Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain, and with Dad's current status, he barely managed to eat it. There are still many people secretly jealous, hiding behind the scenes and secretly gnashing their teeth. Of course, you don’t need to explain these devious ways to Chen Pingan, just explain to him straightforwardly, Longji Mountain doesn’t need to think too much. And this time, the Dali court sold the peaks at a low price. After all, there are only more than 60 peaks in total, and Chen Pingan can only After buying five mountains, no matter how many more, it will be difficult for me to protect him and his mountain Zhouquan. Third, Dad has just made up his mind to ask Dali for the three mountains mainly Shenxiu Mountain. You let Chen Pingan When looking at the situation map, pay attention to the big and small hills around Shenxiu Mountain, Diaodeng Mountain and Hengli Peak. Dad is not an unreasonable person, and he will not let him spend all his money to buy nearby. He only needs to take out half of the gold and copper coins That's enough. Having said that, if he is really smart, buying more mountains to surround your father's two mountains and one peak is the right way. In the end, you can also tell him that if you can leave a few copper coins, you will be in the small town If you buy a few shops, it is estimated that there will be a lot of good shops that will change hands in the future, because most of the small town portals with connections outside will probably move out, so the price is definitely not expensive, and it will be a copper coin if you die."

Ruan Xiu asked tentatively: "Father, why don't you buy the New Year's shop? Didn't you put away my two bags of copper coins? Give me one first, just one, how about it? "

Ruan Qiong smirked and said without a smile: "Don't think about the copper coins that Dad has saved here, I advise you to give up quickly. By the way, you can let Chen Ping'an pay for it, now he is the boss of our town. rich man."

Ruan Xiu said without hesitation: "How can he do it? He is so poor that he has to borrow a dozen taels of silver from others."

The corners of Ruan Qiong's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help it. He turned his head and asked, "Oh, Dad's money is not money, it's just him, Chen Ping'an, right?"

Ruan Xiu smiled and said, "I'm not familiar with him."

Ruan Qiong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, is this not familiar?If you're not familiar with it, how can you let your father drink this kind of rotten wine with your conscience, and then fill your own pockets, just to lend money to that bastard?Girl, how familiar do you think it is to be considered familiar?Ruan Qiong took a sip of the soju, and stood up, "Anyway, Dad has already said what you need to say. You can choose some words by yourself and talk to Chen Ping'an tomorrow."

The man strode away, in fact, he knew with his butt, what should be said, what should not be said, the girl will say tomorrow.

The more Ruan Qiong thought about it, the more frustrated he became. The girl couldn't scold him. The bastard who was digging into the corner with a hoe on his back couldn't beat him. The man had to scold his mother in a low voice. The empty wine jug, which had also drank up, rose from the ground, and in a flash, it landed at the door of the shop selling peach blossom spring roast in the town. Of course, the shop was closed at this time. He knocked hard on the door, and soon there was a shop. A woman sleepily got up from the backyard to open the door, swearing, "I'm in a hurry to find death", "Drinking in the middle of the night, why don't you drink urine, and don't spend money", "Dare to knock on the widow's door at night, not afraid of the old lady. Break your three legs", you're welcome.

Ruan Qiong stood at the door with a gloomy face and said nothing.

After seeing Master Ruan from the blacksmith shop, the woman took advantage of the moonlight to glance at the middle-aged man's tense arm, and suddenly changed his face, winked like silk, and pulled the man's arm with great enthusiasm. Hard as iron, the woman who had been in the rain for a long time smiled more and more earnestly. When she was leading the way, a staggered one was about to fall into the arms of the man, but it was a pity that the man who struck iron was puzzled and gently supported her shoulders. He dropped the silver, took two jugs of wine, and strode away.

The woman stood at the door, her face full of sarcasm, and she laughed loudly: "What a strong man, but he looks like a bird with his surname! Master Ruan, oh no, Master Ruan, if you come to my shop to buy wine in the future, you will be charged double the price. Hey! If Master Ruan's waist is hard one day, I might not charge a penny, drink wine for nothing, and sleep for nothing."

Ruan Qiong walked indifferently all the way to the end of the street, his figure flashed, he did not return to the shop in the south of the town, but went to the north, in front of a hill.

It is full of broken porcelain, piled up into mountains.

Ruan Qiong found a place to sit cross-legged at a place thirty paces away from this hill.

A voice sounded not far away, "So coincidentally, you are also there."

Ruan Qiong nodded and threw a pot of wine over.

The old man took the wine, weighed it, and said, "Going to Liu Widow's shop to buy wine now, even a man has to suffer a little."

Of course Ruan Qiong didn't want to talk about this, but asked: "Mr. Yang, the young man next to Wu Yuan, the new inspector, is holy. I can't see the depth, but on the surface, it is no different from ordinary people."

The old man was the old man from the Yang family shop. He took a sip of wine and said, "I don't know my identity, but as the old saying goes, those who come here are not good and those who are not good will not come, right?"

After the old man Yang finished saying this, he looked up with a smile.

On the top of the porcelain mountain, there is a young man in a green shirt, standing with his arms folded, a mole between his eyebrows, and a smile of spring breeze.

The young man pulled out a hand from his sleeve and shook it, "Call someone first when you enter the door, and worship God first when you enter the temple. I know the rules. I met Master Ruan first, and then I came to see Old Man Yang. I couldn't fault the etiquette. "

Old man Yang didn't continue drinking. He found a rope somewhere, hung the jug around his waist, took a puff of cigarettes, and said with a smile, "When you enter the mountains and swamps, the talismans are shocking. I just don't know if you're drawing a ghost talisman or a fairy talisman. what?"

The young man put away his hands, leaned forward slightly, and said with a smile: "No matter how old Yang and Master Ruan misunderstood, in short, when I come to the door this time, I promise that after saying hello to the two of them, there will be no more interaction. Well, if it is true , I'm afraid it's just the establishment of the City God's Pavilion, I'm in charge for the time being, and I will have a little relationship with the two of you, as for the Wenchang Pavilion Wusheng Temple, I can't control it, I just have a City God Pavilion the size of a sesame and mung bean."

According to the sayings of the market, within the boundaries of a county, the magistrate has full jurisdiction over all affairs in the celestial world. As for the aloof clay sculpture City God, he will actually be responsible for keeping an eye on the night and femininity.

Master Ruan frowned. Is it the worship of the Rites of the Dali court?Or a Qi trainer from the Qin Tianjian?

However, no matter whether the root is in the Ministry of Rites, Qin Tianjian, or somewhere in the Dali Palace, since he can stand on the top of the porcelain mountain so boldly, he must be at least a tenth-floor cultivator standing at the highest point of the Middle Five Realm.

So this boy is definitely not a boy.

The handsome monk with a bit of cinnabar between his brows looked at the old man Yang and said, "Old gentleman, I have a word in advance, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years."

Old man Yang took a puff of dry tobacco

, but in the end only exhaled an extremely thin wisp of smoke, and quickly dissipated between heaven and earth without a sound.

The cultivator, who looks like a handsome young man, still has his hands in his sleeves, but the cuffs move slightly, as if he is choking with ten fingers.

Ruan Qiong sighed heavily, "For my sake, the two of you will give up on this, or else the three of us will fight, and will it really be possible to destroy this area for thousands of miles?"

The young man immediately took his hands off his sleeves and raised them high, very suspicious of turning the rudder in the wind, and said with a smile, "I'm fine."

Old man Yang took a breath, and two wisps of blue-purple smoke that were difficult to detect quickly flew into the old man's nose.

The old man sneered: "You know a lot."

The young man stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, "No more, no less, just right. For example, I only know that I should call you Qing... Mr. Da, not Mr. Yang."

The boy deliberately left out a word.

It wasn't a joke or fun, but at the moment when the word was about to blurt out, he really felt the old man's killing intent, he was resolute and decisive, so he chose to take a step back for the time being.

The young man leaned back and said with a smile, "Let's leave it now, I hope there will be no goodbye. Yangguan Road, Single-plank Bridge, or Ghost Gate, each goes its own way, and each shows its supernatural powers."

The youth in the green shirt who fell backwards disappeared.

Ruan Qiong said solemnly: "It may be the upper five realms!"

Old man Yang sneered and said, "What a fuss, you Ruan Qiong are also in the fifth realm. No matter how small Dongbaopingzhou is, it is also one of the nine continents. Not to mention the 12th floor, and the [-]th floor Qi practitioners, it's not like there is no chance to show up." .”

Ruan Qiong was not in a relaxed mood. He shook his head and said, "After all, I'm only on the eleventh floor for the first time, and my realm is not yet stable. Although I come from a military family, I'm still good at attacking and fighting, but..."

The old man shook his head, turned and left, holding a cigarette stick and puffing out the clouds, "You can be content, there are more than ten thousand monks in the world, and there are few monks on the tenth floor, not to mention the upper five realms. In the end, you are actually afraid of that person. , that person is not afraid of you. Porcelain collides with jade, both of you are actually guilty. "

Ruan Qiong thought about it too. It was not the temperament of bullying. He simply stopped caring about the origin of the strange boy.

With a bang, Ruan Qiong rose into the sky, and after reaching the sea of ​​​​clouds, he quickly fell to the river bank.

The old man Yang, who was slowly wandering back to the town, smiled, "Young and energetic."

----

A young man in a green shirt was walking in the alleys of the town and muttered: "The night ban must be there, the watchman must have it, and the square market must have it, all things are left to be done, our county magistrates are busy. ."

The handsome young man with a mole between his eyebrows gently rotated a set of old keys with his fingers, and walked into an alley called Erlang Lane, which is next to Xinghua Lane. No one can tell who it was and what it did. Over time, it has become a folly for the old people to talk about under the old locust tree.

Now that the old locust tree falls, the popularity of the town seems to have dropped a lot at once.The children did not feel deeply, but the young people felt that the vision was widened, and a large open space was created for nothing, which was good, only the nostalgic old man occasionally sighed.Erlang Lane and Xinghua Lane are not home to wealthy and wealthy families, but they are not enough, but more than enough. Mother-in-law Ma and grandson Ma Kuxuan live in Xinghua Lane, and they are considered to have a very good family in the small town.

The teenager stopped at the door of a house. Two brand-new painted door gods were pasted on the door. The young man looked up at one of the door gods in silver armor holding a short halberd. , The young man smiled and said, "Jinyi returned home, but that's it."

The young man opened the door and entered. It was a small but exquisite house with a square patio opening on the top of the head. There was a pool on the ground, which was very well ventilated.The young man was very satisfied, saying that it was not bad, it was a good place for self-cultivation and self-cultivation.

The young man moved a carved wooden chair and sat beside the pool, shaking his sleeves, and a large pile of broken china, as big as a fist and as small as a grain of rice, fell out.In the end, it was full, and it was estimated that it could not fit a single basket, and all of them were suspended above the pool under the patio.

This hand is a veritable sleeve.

The boy looked around, rubbed his eyebrows, and said to himself, "Where do we start?"

"It's up to you." In the end, the most eye-catching piece of jujube-red broken porcelain in his picture, when his mind moved slightly, it flew out of the porcelain pile and stopped quietly in the air a foot away in front of him.

After that, broken porcelain kept flying out of the hill, came to the boy, and was gently placed somewhere by him.

It's like putting together a piece of china.

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The next day, at the blacksmith shop, Ruan Xiu handed Chen Ping'an two maps. One was old, the paper was yellowed, and the mountains on the map were ups and downs, but the names of the hills were A[-], B[-], etc. On the new map of , in addition, there are more names such as Longji Mountain, Zhenzhu Mountain, Shenxiu Mountain, which are not so boring and generic, and finally there is a "Dali Longquan County".

Ruan Xiu pointed to the names of the places and mountains, explained and introduced the past to Chen Ping'an one by one, and finally reminded: "Although the two maps seem to be only a fingernail-sized position shift, when you enter the mountains, you will find that it may be There is a gap of several miles between the mountain roads, because after the Lizhu Cave fell on the ground of Dali, the ground shook a lot, and even some mountain peaks with weak roots collapsed directly at that time, which will also make your way forward. There are many accidents, you have to be careful yourself."

Chen Ping'an carefully put away the two maps, and finally carried a backpack, which was similar to taking Chen to them into the mountain last time, and apologized to Ruan Xiu: "This time, I will try to reach Dandeng Mountain and Henglang Peak on the map. In the area, it is estimated that at least half a month, at most one month later, return here."

Ruan Xiu said softly: "It's been so long, so how can you bring enough food?"

Chen Ping'an held back his smile, "I'm used to living in the mountains. I can eat and find game and wild fruits. I promise I won't starve myself."

Ruan Xiu nodded and smiled: "My father promised to lend you a dozen taels of silver. After you leave the mountain, I will definitely give it to you."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, but still told the truth, "Miss Ruan, don't aggravate yourself, I can think of a way myself, you can't really insist on ten days and a half months without eating snacks from New Year's shops, right? "

Ruan Xiu blushed, wondering how he knew the truth.

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless, smiled and said nothing.I thought it was strange that Master Ruan's stinky temper was willing to lend him money, so it wasn't my eyes that caught fire, but Miss Ruan, your cover-up was really not clever.

Seeing that she was a little lost, Chen Ping'an quickly comforted her: "Miss Ruan, I appreciate the kindness, thank you."

Ruan Xiu pursed her lips and smiled.

She said suddenly, "I'll send you off."

Chen Ping'an had already strode away, turned his head and waved his hand and said, "No, I know the road very well, and I can walk with my eyes closed."

The ponytail girl gave a soft oh, and then waved goodbye to him.

After Chen Pingan walked out of Ruan's shop, he ran upstream along the stream.

Chen Ping'an is not interested in the few hills near the town. Although it is not big and the price is not expensive, he does not want to buy it here. It is too close to the town. A hint of words, in this area including "Dizhen Mountain" and "Yuanmu Peak", the foundation of the mountain was actually good, but it is a pity that it has been hollowed out after so many years, so it is just a few embroidered pillows. Going west, it only got better when we arrived at the Pearl Mountain.

Chen Ping'an walked for a full day and night, during which he only rested for less than two hours, and finally climbed to the top of a small hill, took a deep breath, and the heart and lungs were filled with the fragrance of wild plants and trees.

The straw-shoe boy raised his chest, stomped his feet heavily, and said arrogantly, "This is mine!"