Sword of Coming

Although there is no need to go to relatives, but for the New Year, staying on the cold and cheerless Unrestrained Mountain is not an issue at all, so Chen Ping took 2 Little Brat out of the mountain and returned to the bustling town. Lose to any County City in Yellow Court Country, but the iron well without the iron lock, the old street without the Old Locust Tree, and the school without Mr. Qi, no matter how popular it is, and no matter how good the taste is, it is still let Chen Ping felt a little lost.

Approaching the alley, the azure clothed little boy complained: “Lord, if I go to Mud Bottle Alley this time, I will run into a wicked man on the road, the kind that can kill me with a fist. But I really don’t go down to the old house anymore! When the time comes, don’t blame me for not talking about loyalty.”

As a result, I just walked to the alley of Mud Bottle Alley. Chen Ping saw a familiar silhouette, slender and graceful, like a tender wicker in a spring breeze. She was holding a bucket in her hands, which should be the well on the side of Apricot Blossoms Alley. Returning, with a little effort, she simply fell down the bucket, and then the girl bent over there to gasp, the bucket fell heavily, splashing a lot of water, but the girl didn’t care about this flaw at all.

The servant girl of Song Jixin, Zhi Cui, or Wang Zhu.

Just to become someone’s servant girl, is he or the neighbor Song Jixin next door, Chen Ping does not complain about the girl, because the book says, a talented person chooses a patron of integrity.

On the snowy night that day, the girl was dying and fell into the snow. With all her last effort, she stretched out her hand and patted the door lightly.

It is Chen Ping’s own business to save people.Whether others are grateful and seeking to repay the kindness is another matter.

Just reunited again, much faster than expected, Chen Ping was in a mixed mood.

Zhi Cui also saw Chen Ping, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and looked at Chen Ping. Straw shoes or straw sandals, but the hairpin was put on the hairpin, and he seemed to be a little taller. He no longer walked around alone. There are 2 small oil bottles around me.

The girl did not speak.

As soon as Chen Ping was about to say hello, he found that the azure clothed little boy was holding his arm vigorously and stopped letting him go forward. Not only him, but the girl in the pink dress hid behind him, clinging tight to his sleeve, 2 Little Brat’s teeth trembled together, and he dared not breathe.

It’s like a cowardly mortal, who is most afraid of ghosts in his life, and then hell in the day.

azure clothed little boy regrets in his heart, can’t wait to give himself a big mouth, make you crow mouth!

The girl in the pink skirt whispered behind Chen Ping: “Lord, I’m more afraid than death.”

Chen Ping sighed, “Then you go to other parts of the town, such as our shop at Dragon Riding Alley. You can help watch some business, and I will look for you later.”

If the two Little Brat were amnesty, they flew away.

Chen Ping walked to Mud Bottle Alley alone, looking exactly like that many years. The boy helped the girl pick up the bucket and walked into the alley together.

Zhi Cui asked, “Those two guys, are your new bookboy maids?”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “Do you think I am a Lord? They shouted and played.”

Zhi Cui gave a cry.

When passing by the Cao Family ancestral house, the courtyard door was wide open. The old Cao Xi squatted at the door and ate melon seeds, while the younger Cao Jun squatted on the wall, still eating melon seeds.

Obviously, watch the fun together.

Cao Xi laughed and said, “Little great aunt, is this your little lover? I’ll be my love in the morning. Cao Jun and I are very envious of the two big Lords.”

Cao Jun, who likes to squint to see people, still smiles, with a pair of long and short swords hanging around his waist, nodded and said: “Envy, envy.”

Zhi Cui coldly snorted and said: “The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked! No wonder the ancestral house will collapse.”

The Land Sword Immortal of dignified Southern Whirling Continent, the half-owner of a Suppressing Sea Tower, Cao Xi is not annoyed at all, but smiles thicker. “Little great aunt is right, but I don’t know why after so many years, we Old Cao The Burning Incense at home is this lowly one. Why don’t I have one at all? It is reasonable to say that I got rich at Whirling Continent. How come the lintels are glorious and glorious at night? Why did they fall into this field? “

Zhi Cui kept walking, turning his head to look at Cao Xi, smiling innocently, “Heaven’s sins can be forgiven, self-inflicted cannot live, is it possible that someone else has eaten your Burning Incense this lowly one, let’s talk about it. No, the town’s spells are forbidden. If you want to rely on the family’s ancestor’s shade to cultivate a Burning Incense this lowly one, it’s harder than heavenly ascension. Maybe your Cao Family has never had a Burning Incense this lowly one. Right. ?”

Cao Xi laughed heartily, “It makes sense, it makes sense. Little great aunt, go slowly, the alley is dilapidated, and be careful not to get your feet.”

Zhi Cui faces the old bastard egg, the complexion is gloomy.

From beginning to end, Chen Ping said nothing.

Cao Jun smiled and asked, “Old Cao, what’s the matter? On the Whirling Continent side, with your achievements, the number of Burning Incense this lowly one, you can fight on the lintel and plaque, right?”

Cao Xi disapprovingly said: “Black Pearl Paradise is hard to tell Burning Incense this lowly one is the same thing. She didn’t lie, but based on the achievements of Xie Shi and I, there should be one or two left, such as Peach Blossom Alley. The Xie Family relied on a pair of Burning Incense this lowly one to maintain the family style for 2 years, only to barely keep the Burning Incense descendants, otherwise it would have been the same as our broken house, and everyone would die.”

Cao Jun tsk tsk said: “Have you been tossing that girl? Then you are so kind? Are you trying to sleep with her?”

A flaming red fox jumped onto Cao Jun’s head from the roof, playing said with a smile: “Sleep her? How dare Old Cao, that girl is now a focal point of ten thousands, giving Old Cao another realm , He didn’t dare to slap her hands and feet, at most it was a bit of a mouthful, the silver spear wax club head, it didn’t work.”

Cao Xi turned his head and said with a smile: “Go away, a scent of fox, which prevents me from breathing the breath of my hometown.”

The fox standing on top of Cao Jun stretched out a paw, pointed at the sole of his foot, and did not forget to stom the foot vigorously, “Come on, there is ability took out the Life Source sword on the wrist, chop it to me, Cao Xi, don’t you Cut is my grandson. You can just cut to death, if I hide, I will be your granddaughter!”

Cao Jun shook his head and didn’t throw the fox out. Helplessly said, “You two are stunned, can you not bother me? To be fair, Old Cao is just married to the 38th concubine. If you really can’t bear this bad breath, just peel her skin and use it as your new clothes. You don’t do this kind of thing less, more familiar, why you want to take my breath away.”

The flaming red fox sneered said with a smile: “Old bastard like eggs with big buttock and round hips. They haven’t grown a little bit for so many years. It’s disgusting.”

Cao Xi sat on the threshold again, licking sunflower seeds, “1000 gold is hard to buy. I like it. Oh, by the way, Mrs. Sao, please eat sunflower seeds for the New Year.”

Slamming.

The flaming red fox smashed on top of Cao Jun’s head, and then appeared in original size on the roof, but in an instant it exploded again. Repeatedly, from the roof of the old Cao Family house to the next home, it stretched out all the way until it left the Mud Bottle. Alley, the flaming fox didn’t suffer, his eyes were dim, his gnashing teeth sat cross-legged on a raised eaves, and he started Breathing Technique.

Cao Xi has no melon seeds. She clapped her hands and stood up, walked back to the yard, and instructed Cao Jun: “Don’t be frizzy in the near future. The Great Li Dynasty is now a must-see. It’s not as simple as you think.”

Cao Jun lazily said: “I see.”

“‘Got it’?”

Cao Xi bit his words, and finally said with a sneer: “How can you be qualified to say these three words.”

Cao Jun cynically said: “I know.”

Cao Xi strode into the house and said bitterly: “Ninth Realm’s waste!”

Cao Jun expression is at ease.

Chen Ping arrived in front of the courtyard next door, handed the bucket back to the girl, and asked casually, “Song Jixin didn’t come back?”

She answered the question, “Where are the hens and chicks in my cage?”

Chen Ping said blankly: “I don’t know.”

The girl looked at the boy carefully. She suddenly smiled and stopped asking questions, but she stretched out two fingers and gestured, “Now Song Mu is so much taller than you.”

Chen Ping said oh, then turned and walked back to his yard.

Chen Ping just opened the lock and entered the yard. He suddenly saw the inverted “Fu” above the door of his house. He disappeared and was furious. Without a word, he walked directly to the courtyard wall and said, “Zhi Cui, my family blessing where is it?!”

Then he grinned very furiously. It turned out that the word “Fu” was stuck on the door of the next door.

This thief is really bold.

The girl put a bucket on the stove, and Shanshan walked out, with an innocent look: “I don’t know.”

It is exactly the same as the answer given by Chen Ping before.

Chen Ping angrily said: “Give it back to me!”

Zhi Cui opened his eyes, “Then I deliberately left the wooden man in the stove. You have obviously moved, and I didn’t say anything about you.”

Chen Ping suddenly became dumb, and it was indeed a bit wrong.

Zhi Cui suddenly asked: “Qi Jing…Mr. Qi Academy, have you posted Spring Festival couplets?”

Chen Ping was stunned, and nodded said: “Posted, the Spring Festival couplets and the word “Fu” have not been left.”

Chen Ping was unwilling to continue hopelessly muddled with her, and went straight to the house to take out the only remaining blessing character, and put a new blessing on the ladder himself.

The girl stood by the courtyard wall and reminded: “It’s crooked.”

Chen Ping remain unmoved, lightly tamping the red paper and paste with your fingers.

The girl anxiously said: “Really, what do you lie to. You Chen Ping, how can you not tell good from bad, if the Fu character is posted crookedly, it’s ominous.”

Chen Ping walked down the ladder and looked up to make sure it was not crooked.

The girl still chattered: “It’s really crooked. If you don’t believe me, let Cao Xi and the cultivators look at it. You know I didn’t lie to you. You are a naked eye mortal. No matter how good your eyesight is, you are not as good as ours.

Chen Ping walked into the room and slammed the door shut.

After about an incense stick of time, the young man tiptoed open the door, stepped silently over the threshold, stared at the word fortune.

It’s not crooked.

Zhi Cui appear and disappear unpredictably, opening the crack of the door, sticking his head out, and saying with a straight face: “It’s really crooked.”

Chen Ping was a little aggrieved, and took a bench to bask in the sun at the door. After a while, he began to practice drawing.

Zhi Cui stood by the courtyard wall and looked at the teenager who was no longer burning porcelain. After watching for a while, he felt a little bored and went back to his house to sleep.

She lay on the bed, swallowed saliva and said, in the lintel of the Cao Family ancestral house, only one Burning Incense this lowly one was born. It was of very high quality, golden-bright and dazzling, and it was completely golden with only a little flaw. Unfortunately, it was not enough to stuff her teeth.

—-

Chen Ping next door practiced drawing blanks skillfully, calm as water.

While resting, Chen Ping began to plan for his future. Treasure Record Mountain, Rosy Clouds Peak and Immortal Grass Mountain are all located near Ruan Qiong’s mountain, because according to the agreement, they would have been leased to Ruan Qiong for free. To help Ruan Qiong occupy the largest piece of land in the west, Ruan Qiong needs to help Chen Ping take care of the 5 hills, lest Chen Ping has his life and money but never spends money. For this, Chen Ping is grateful to Ruan Qiong .

Pearl Mountain does not talk about it. In such a big place, it is difficult for clever women to cook without rice. Not to mention building a paradise blessed land. If you die, you will build a hut on it. It is estimated that only Chen Ping is willing to spend a gold and copper.

But the operation of Unrestrained Mountain really requires care.

Chen Ping knows how unusual bamboo house is. Unrestrained Mountain also has a mountain god temple to help sit in the Suppressing Mountain water. It is a tangible Feng Shui Treasure Land, and there is also a black snake that aims to walk the river into a dragon, which has the responsibility of looking after the home. Now there are 2 more. Little Brat belongs to the dragon, so he would think about swapping ordinary Snake Gallstone for silver with azure clothed little boy, not to mention turning Unrestrained Mountain into a Treasure Gathering Pot. Anyhow, in the future, there will be some subsidies for the family. hope.

Chen Ping loves money because he knows that making money is not easy since he was a child. It does not mean that Chen Ping will hold his money bag tightly after he has money.

Swords need to be practiced, but it’s useless to worry about how to practice swords.

Of course, Shaking Mountain Fist has to continue to practice hard, after all, it is still early to say 1,000,000 punches.

The matter of painting a symbol is tantamount to another way of Martial Dao cultivation. The former focuses on physical forging, and the latter tends to Qi Palace acupoint’s inner tempering. The two sides are not in conflict, but are mutually reinforcing. Chen Ping is nothing more than going. Part of the time for the staking is allocated to the drawing talisman, but the drawing talisman requires talisman paper. The talisman paper is real money, which makes Chen Ping a little frustrated.

After all, the money is still less.

In addition to these, Chen Ping’s biggest regret at the moment is that he is temporarily unable to control the square-inch object presented by Sword Spirit. Although he can rest assured that most of the family property is placed in the blacksmith’s shop, it is ultimately inconvenient. Cui Dongshan and azure clothed little The boy’s close-by and square-inch objects gave Chen Ping an insight into the precious and usefulness of this kind of baby. No wonder that not everyone has the Divine Immortal on the mountain.

Chen Ping looked to the south, wondering what happened to Master Ruan’s sword.

Ruan Qiong promised Miss Ning to help her create a Divine Weapon.

If one day the casting is successful, she will have a saber to take advantage of her, and he will have a sophora wood sword.

Chen Ping thinks it is good to name them “subdue monster” and “extinguish demons”.

In addition to the sword embryo, although Lord Literary Saint said it was called “Little Necropolis”, Chen Ping felt that it would be more appropriate to change the name to “Junior Day” or “Morning”. After all, it was on the morning of the first day of the first month. It’s the first time to come to this World as a Flying Sword.

When Chen Ping had such a thought in his mind, the sword embryo, which had been silent for a long time, was in the Qi Sea and immediately began to make waves.

Chen Ping in an instant became flushed and began to suffer.

Chen Ping took a deep breath and was too late to get into the house, so he had to use Sword Furnace to set up a stake to deal with the rapid revenge of sword embryo.

Miserable.

—-

The nearest station to the town, Imperial Teacher Cui Chan of the Great Li Dynasty, has been staying here recently, neither publicizing it nor deliberately hiding it.

Today, the Imperial Teacher walked out of the post, not allowing the swordsman Xu Ruo to follow, and traveled alone.

Every time Cui Chan took a step, it was 3 or 4 miles away. Finally, he stood in the middle of a little daoist and stopped an old man in rags.

The barefooted old man, battered and exhausted, looked obsessively at the Great Li Dynasty Imperial Teacher wearing a Confucian shirt. His eyesight was muddy, and he still didn’t wake up. The old man just asked a strange question with his remaining agility, “You Not my grandson, what about my grandson?”

Cui Chan’s eyes are complicated, hesitating to talk.

The old man covered in grass and dirt continued to ask: “Where is my grandson, I don’t want to see you, I want to see my grandson.”

After Cui Chan’s hands were down, his fingers interlaced, shaking slightly.

The unconscious barefoot old man suddenly shouted angrily: “Where is my grandson?! Where did you hide him! Give me back Yang’er!”

Having said that, the old man’s imposing manner suddenly fell to the bottom, muttering: “I want to change my grandson’s name, to a better name…”

Cui Chan expression griefed, and laughed at himself: “It’s like a world away, it’s not like it, it’s clear.”

The dilapidated old man stretched out his hand and pushed Cui Chan’s shoulder away, and walked straight forward, “Get out of the way, don’t delay my search for Yang’er, I’ll find him Mister, and ask him if my new name is good. “

Cui Chan stood there, without stopping.

Cui Chan looked into the distance, and a middle-aged monk with a firm face came slowly.

Ascetic monks measure Heaven and Earth with their feet, they are Buddhist practitioners.