Handsome old man Jian Xiu re-employment

"Snapped"

Chen Chaosheng raised his hand almost subconsciously.

Shang Fang's sword was blown to the ground by the palm wind, and the marble steps were torn apart.

The blade was embedded in a pit in the ground.

"Worthy of being the master of my father." Zhuan Bajian sighed, "He became so ruthless that he even hit his own sword."

"That's, how nice, I like it so much." The school district room said, "This way nothing will affect the speed of his drawing the sword."

Chen Chaosheng sighed heavily.

He already had some remorse in his heart, but the expression on his face was still faint, and he couldn't show it.

A slap is somewhat too much.

"I'm Chen Chaosheng." Chen Chaosheng pulled off the mask, revealing the lower half of his face.

"Oh...Chen Chao...Chen Chaosheng!" Shang Fangjian skillfully cleaned up the debris on the ground, shaking off the dust, "Could it be in the name of my dead master?"

"Not dead." Chen Chaosheng took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

He was really angry just now.

"You are my master?" It seemed a little dazed.

"Didn't the master pass away early?" Shang Fangjian asked him back, the spikes of the sword were entangled and tied into a small knot.

"When did I die?" Chen Chaosheng asked it.

"I can't remember, I think it happened hundreds of years ago." Shang Fangjian was also stunned, "I went to your funeral, oh, it's not a funeral. Every year on Tomb-sweeping Day, I go to I put a bouquet of white chrysanthemums on your grave, and I didn’t forget to add soil during the winter solstice.”

"Oh? A few days ago, there was a ceremony to commemorate Chen Chaosheng's death." Shang Fangjian said, "You are lying in the coffin yourself, and you are sleeping with your eyes closed without moving your eyelashes without breathing out."

"As expected of a father, he can visit his master's grave when needed." The school district room said, "Come on, I will visit my father's grave after learning."

"I went to the grand ceremony too." Chen Chaosheng frowned.

He was even caught and given oranges at his grand ceremony.

Chen Chaosheng felt a little ridiculous when he thought about it.Where would anyone go to their own funeral?

Shang Fangjian was stunned for a while, then handed the spike of the sword under Chen Chaosheng's nose, seeing that he was really angry: "Why are you breathing again now?"

"My lord." Shang Fangjian cleared his throat.

"I came here today to see you." Chen Chaosheng sighed, "But can I go and see you?"

"Were you able to talk?" he asked.

Chen Chaosheng felt like an extremely irresponsible father.

I don't know the child's birthday, I don't know the child's preferences, and I don't even know whether the child can speak.Chen Chaosheng considered himself a man of few words, so naturally he didn't talk much to his sword, thinking that his sword couldn't talk.

"That's right." Shang Fangjian was silent for a while, and went upstairs with his half body covered in brick dust, "Let's go in and talk."

"What should I call you? Master? Or father?" Shang Fangjian asked.

"Call me Chen Chaosheng." Chen Chaosheng said.

As soon as he laid his sword on the bed, the crumbs on the quilt shook.

Two splatters of crumbs on the white curtain.

"The bed was not made up either. I brought a Boshan stove back for the night a few days ago, and the bed was still covered with crumbs from his body." Shang Fangjian said, "Sit down, it's tiring to stand and talk."

Chen Chaosheng found a slightly cleaner place and sat down.

The bed was really messy, and the crumbs from various cultural relics were mixed together and boiled, and it was estimated that an alloy could be cooked.

"You must not imagine my life today." Shang Fangjian said, "But you are right, I will not follow you."

"I have my own things to do. You won't lose anything without my sword." It said, "I like the current museum very much. There are many interesting objects in it. Unlike the outside, the outside It’s their exhibits like robots.”

"As long as I don't go out, it's as if everyone is still alive. We can even reproduce here." Shang Fangjian said slowly, "Children are a good thing. Once you have children, you will be surrounded by these chattering little creatures." Attracting attention, naturally there is no energy to hurt the spring and autumn."

"Chen Chaosheng is so powerful, he will definitely have children. I think if he is willing to have children, he will definitely be able to have children better than my father." Fang Jian of the school district said in a low voice, "Think about it, people born during the Tang Dynasty when Chen Chao was born, then He will give birth to a few more people, a person from the Song Dynasty today, a person from the Yuan Dynasty tomorrow, a person from the Ming Dynasty the day after tomorrow, and a person from the Qing Dynasty in a few days. Isn't this much better than your father?"

Siri couldn't help laughing: "He won't have children."

"Why?" asked the school district room, "Our cultural heritage should be born more."

"He's not interested," Siri said, "and he's a little afraid of people, so he can't do it when he looks at people."

"Look how cute these children are." Shang Fangjian moved on the bed quite maternally so that his children could lie on them, "After you fell asleep, I stayed underground for a long time .”

"During that time, I thought about a lot of things, and I even thought about why I came to this world." It said, "It's like someone forged me out of a stone without my consent. Lead me to stand under the sun, go through the pain of thousands of tempers, and finally become a sword. These are not what I long for."

"I am a sword, but I don't want to be a sword." Shang Fangjian said, "You all say that I am a very good sword, but no one asks if I would rather be a stone."

"It's my fault." Chen Chaosheng didn't know what to say.

Reincarnation is a technical job.

He himself failed in reincarnation.He should have been reincarnated as a descendant of a fairy, without practicing swords or breathing, preferably in a vegetable state, lying in bed every day.

Chen Chaosheng made an agreement with his senior brother.In the next life, his senior brother will become a Buddha, and whoever is unhappy will be saved, and Chen Chaosheng will be reborn as a dead person.

"It's not your problem. Think about it, if the spoon on the table doesn't want to be a spoon, and the cat doesn't want to be a cat and wants to be a mouse, wouldn't the world be messed up?" Shang Fangjian said, "Zhuan Ba'er, go to father Look under the bed for tea or something."

"That's a problem." Chen Chaosheng said.

There was a small gap in the glass window, through which the wind poured in.

"That's right." Shang Fangjian said, "You are like a father to me. I respect you because you are indeed an extraordinary person. It is a great honor for me to be your sword." .”

"Later I went out from inside, and I met several pieces of Tashan jade, they were guarding there." Shang Fangjian said, "I patted their buttocks, passed through their gaps, came to the world, and turned into A young man."

"However, that was a long time ago. My body was sold as scrap iron, and it was also used as a stick in the vegetable field. Earthworms were fighting at my feet." Said in a low voice, "They thought I was a relatively hard-looking earthworm spirit. There is also an old opera singer who always sings Farewell My Concubine with me."

"My human form has been wandering outside for a long time. I have encountered epidemics and famines, people competed for food, and some people wanted to grab me and eat my flesh, but it was all a long time ago."

"The one who forged the sword forged me into a sword," he said.

"Later, I rebuilt the Huainan Provincial Museum, which is today's No. [-] Museum in Sizhou City, and the second is your mausoleum." Shang Fangjian said, "I came here, and I came here in a small three-wheeler. There are bottles of Nutrition Express and Nongfu Spring all over my body, and Nutrition Express poured me all over my body."

"As soon as I came here, I knew this is the place I should stay." Shang Fangjian continued, "All I see here are things that are about the same age as me, and there are even older ones. Old antiques. Unlike the outside, where there are all new things, we can’t talk to each other.”

"It's okay." Chen Chaosheng said, "It's much better than I thought."

"The quintessence of the country is still there, and I still play it around, and occasionally bring my parents." Chen Chaosheng thought for a while, "It's just a little more abbreviation."

"There are things outside that I have never seen, and I have never heard of them. They are too strange and too modern." The blade of Shang Fangjian rubbed against the hilt, making a piercing laugh, "It's not like in a museum, It's all old stuff."

"It's like a small kingdom. Its people have long since disappeared, and the country is no longer there. Only these literati and bureaucrats are left weeping and chanting two old-fashioned poems in front of these strange...fantasy-like worlds."

"I'm getting old." Chen Chaosheng said, "So you don't want to go outside and have a look?"

"Outside...although there is nothing good. There is nothing to miss in the past."

"Practice the sword, sleep, get up, and practice the sword." Chen Chaosheng summed up his past life in a few words, "At most, go out and have a look, kill a few damn people, and then continue to sleep."

"If your bed and your bedding are different, would you still be able to sleep?" Shang Fangjian asked him.

"He sleeps well, but sometimes at night he drools and grinds his teeth." Siri said, "Chen Chaosheng can fall asleep standing up. He can sleep eight or nine hours a day, really."

"Bai Fushui said that he can sleep without a pig." Siri interjected, "Chen Chaosheng is extremely talented in sleeping. He sleeps like a dead man just like drinking Mongolian sweat medicine."

Chen Chaosheng blacked out the phone in his pocket silently.

"These days, it's just sleeping, going to the streets, and sleeping," he said. "The top priority is sleeping."

"My lord." Shang Fang Jian said, "A person's aging starts from the body, and then he cannot integrate into this world."

"We've been abandoned. And you can go on."

"Father, the coffee has expired." Zhuan Bajian said, "There is no tea either."

"Oh, that doesn't matter, anyway, we are not used to this taste." Shang Fangjian closed the scabbard, "Just find something to drink."

"Then there are only lubricating oil and maintenance agent." Zhuan Bajian said, "...and this, southern black sesame paste and Xiangdanqing..."

"Would you like to choose one of these swords, these are my children. I plan to settle in a corner, but they are still young." Shang Fangjian said.

The author says:

Chen Chaosheng takes the sword in the next chapter.