Sword of Coming

There was no night ban in the town. At night, Chen Ping'an left Mu Ping Alley, took a slight detour, and took his horse to Yang's shop.

After knocking on the door, the door was opened by a young man who was awake and awake. He should be the new disciple of Old Man Yang mentioned in Wei Bo's letter.

Chen Pingan apologized: "Is your master asleep?"

The young man yawned and asked, "What do you think?"

Chen Pingan was speechless.

I was used to the intrigues and quibbles over at Shujian Lake, and for a while I felt a little uncomfortable.

The young man frowned and asked, "Why are you looking for my master? Are you sick?"

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh. He was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I am indeed here to see a doctor."

The young man frowned, a little confused.

Under the moonlight, the young man in sight has slightly sunken cheeks and a haggard appearance. He looks like a short-lived ghost. His accent is that of someone from his hometown, but I have never seen him before.

It's just that my master doesn't like to show up, so he probably won't do this deal that comes to his door tonight. What's more, there was such a big commotion before. Now the reputation and business of Yang's shop are not very good. They have made enemies with a lot of neighbors. Now they like to go to a pharmacy over the Mooncake Alley to get medicine and see a doctor. He and his senior sister every day They were so idle that they were all in a panic. The master was also a weirdo who had a grudge against money. He never cared about the lack of people in Yang's shop. Everyone in his family was murmuring. Last year, they thought about asking him to change the shop. He might as well work at the Kiln Supervision and Construction Department. Now, my uncle has cleared the way, but he is not happy about it. He feels that it is boring to deal with those officials and bow down when meeting people every day.

Since Old Man Yang had no intention of showing up, Chen Pingan thought about coming to the shop next time. Just as he was about to say goodbye and leave, a slim young woman walked out. Her skin was slightly dark and thin, but she should be a beauty. Chen Ping An also knew that this woman was one of Old Man Yang's disciples and the senior sister of the boy in Taoye Lane. She was a kiln worker in Qilong Lane. There were many things to pay attention to when burning the kiln. For example, women were not allowed to get close to the kiln-shaped objects while the kiln was on fire. In Wolong's dragon kiln, Chen Ping'an is not sure how she became a kiln worker back then, but she probably did some dirty and tiring work. After all, the rules of ancestral generations are there, and almost everyone abides by them. Compared with the discipline of monks in the mountains outside, The precepts of the Zushitang seem to be more effective.

The woman's voice was as sharp as a knife grinding stone, extremely hoarse and rough, and she said slowly: "Master said, I can't help. From now on, it's okay to reminisce about the past, but no business can be done."

Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "Tell your master and I will come back to visit you later."

The woman hesitated for a moment and glanced at the long sword behind Chen Pingan, "Is the guest a pure martial artist?"

Chen Pingan asked: "You too?"

The woman remained silent.

Chen Pingan asked: "Where does Zheng Dafeng live now?"

The woman then continued to speak: "He likes to hang out in the county town and doesn't come to the shop often."

Chen Pingan glanced at her and the sleepy Taoye Lane boy, smiled and led the horse away.

The two natives probably still don't know who their master is, how many saints of the three religions this Yang's shop has received, and what it means to recognize the identity of master and disciple with Old Man Yang.

I wonder if someone looked at me this way back then?

When the boy closed the door of the shop, he complained to the senior sister who was standing motionless: "I don't like this sickly guy. He looks at people with such a cold look."

She was too poor, hungry and cold when she was young, and endured too much hard work as a girl. As a result, the woman is now as tall as an ordinary city girl. She is not good at words and does not smile, so she did not speak and just looked at that A distant figure leading a horse and carrying a sword.

She is the young senior sister and has a stable mood, so she was exposed to the power of some masters earlier. In less than three years, she is now a pure martial artist in the fourth realm. However, in order to break through the most difficult bottleneck of the third realm, She would rather die of pain than swallow the ointment in the porcelain bottle, so she got through that pass. The master didn't care at all, he just sat there and puffed away, not even watching indifferently, because The old man didn't look at her at all, just thinking about himself wandering thousands of miles away.

After she struggled to sit up covered in blood, she covered her face with her hands and cried with joy. The old saying does not lie.

The old man glanced sideways at the disciple who had survived the calamity, smoked a cigarette on the steps, and finally said, "Your character and toughness are only half of a certain person's. Is it worth being happy? That person is not much older than you." Years old, I was also an apprentice in the Dragon Kiln back then. I was even worse than you. I was helpless earlier and had to rely on myself for everything. Isn’t it amazing to break through three realms in three years? With this little bit of potential, I still want to grab what’s left in Aquarius Continent. Mountain top realm? But I have a suggestion. Next time he breaks up the martial arts gift again, just hold the bowl, kneel on the ground, and catch what he doesn’t want. Even he can’t compare. , you dare to ask Zheng Dafeng who is Cao Ci? He is young and not thin-skinned, but I have gained a good disciple. Do you want me to go to the grave of your sissy uncle, make a toast and say thank you? "

Master either doesn't speak, but every time he speaks, his words can make people feel heartbroken.

She is like this, and her junior brother Shi Lingshan is not much better. The only difference is that her junior brother dares to complain in private, but she doesn't.

Chen Pingan led the horse to the edge of the town, where the Li Huai family's house was. He stopped for a moment, walked out of the end of the alley, got on his horse, and went to the nearest hill first. He bought it with only one gold and copper coin. On the Zhenzhu Mountain, I drove my horse to the top of the hill and looked at the town. Late at night, the lights were slightly brighter everywhere, such as Fulu Street, Taoye Lane, the county government office, and the Kiln Supervisor Building Office. If you turn your head and look to the northwest, you will see the lights of thousands of houses at Xinjun City, which is located to the north of the mountains, so that the night sky is slightly haloed with yellow light. From this, you can see the excitement there. You must be among them, and the lights must be as bright as day. prosperous scene.

Zhenzhu Mountain is the smallest mountain among the mountains in the west. It can't be smaller. The reason why Chen Ping'an bought it in the first place was very simple. It was cheap. Other than that, he didn't have any complicated thoughts.

At that time, I was still thinking of building a hut in Zhenzhu Mountain. This would make it easier to get to the town, which was only a few steps away. A round trip from Zhenzhu Mountain to Mu Ping Alley, even on foot, doesn't take much effort.

Chen Ping'an sat on the horse, looking back from the outline of the town in the night, and saw a route out of the town and into the mountains. When he was young, he once carried a large basket on his back, went into the mountains to collect herbs, and staggered along. In the hot summer, his shoulders were sore from the rope. At that time, it felt like he was carrying an ancestral house on Mud Bottle Lane. That was the first time in Chen Pingan's life that he wanted to give up. He persuaded himself with a very legitimate reason: You are young and have strong strength. Too young, let’s talk about collecting herbs tomorrow. At worst, we need to get up early tomorrow and go into the mountains in the early morning. Don’t rush on the road under the bright sun anymore. I didn’t see any young and strong men working in the fields along the way...

Chen Pingan breathed out gently, turned the horse's head, and descended from Zhenzhu Mountain.

Now when you enter the mountain, the road is flat and wide, connecting the tops of the mountains. It is no longer as rugged and difficult as it used to be.

The mountains are endless. Even if there is a road, Luolu Mountain is located in the south of the mountains. It still takes a lot of time to walk all the way from Zhenzhu Mountain in the east. In addition, Chen Ping'an walks slowly, as if he wants to see more of the routes. The scenery on every mountain top is often stopped, otherwise it is just walking with the horse, so by the time Chen Ping'an arrived at the Luolu Mountain boundary, it was already a day and two nights later, and this was under the premise that Qu Huang's foot strength was far better than that of ordinary horses.

When Chen Pingan was riding a horse, he would occasionally pinch the horse's belly lightly, and Qu Huang would consciously tighten the horse's hoofs, leaving a series of horse hoof marks on the road, and then Chen Pingan would turn around and look.

Over the years, I have often been like this, looking for boring things to do, which is both fun and leisure in my busy life.

The accountant who was silent most of the time would often do these weird little things in the eyes of Zeng Ye, Ma Duyi and Gu Can.

He would squat on the ground and use stones to draw a chessboard, or he would study the few Go patterns over and over again, or he would play a game of backgammon with himself.

One person and one rider, the mountain gradually goes deeper and deeper.

Wei Bo, who was probably the first to gain insight into Chen Ping'an's whereabouts, never showed up.

You must know that now not only Longquan County, but also the watersheds under the jurisdiction of Longxu River and Tiefu River, as well as the Xiuhua River and the ghost mansion of the wedding lady with a beautiful plaque hanging on it, are all part of the Beiyue territory. Wei Bo sits high on Piyun Mountain , overlooking all living beings, especially those Qi practitioners, as if they were watching fire.

However, Wei Bo didn't show up early, which was unexpected, but it was reasonable.

In the early years, the relationship between the two was not deep. At first, they relied on a Liang to maintain their relationship. Later, they gradually became friends. There was a bit of a "friendship between gentlemen". Wei Bo could take Chen Ping'an around on "hunting tours" based on his personal preferences. "The jurisdiction of Beiyue helped Chen Pingan put an amulet from the Beiyue Mountain Temple on his body. But now that the two are deeply involved and tend to be allies, they have to talk about avoiding suspicion, even if it is superficial. Do it, otherwise the Dali court will probably be unhappy. After all, you, Wei Bo, are the first Five Mountains deity respected by our court. You just teamed up with others to do business, and then hacked the Song family of Dali to death. price? Even if Wei Bo was willing to do this, he did not care about the face of the Song family in Dali, relying on the identity of a Beiyue Zhengshen who had already secured his position, and would be arrogant and domineering, grabbing real benefits for himself and others, and Chen Ping'an would not dare to agree. , a business that makes you rich overnight, a long-lasting friendship, obviously the latter is more stable.

What's more, Wei Bo has always been thoughtful and forward-thinking, and he is trustworthy.

Otherwise, Chen Pingan would not have sent so many letters to Piyun Mountain over the years.

At dawn, we finally arrived at the foot of Luolu Mountain.

An archway has been built at the mountain gate, but no plaque has been hung yet. In fact, it stands to reason that there is a mountain temple on the top of Mount Luolu, and a plaque for the mountain god should be hung. However, the mountain god who was a former kiln superintendent had bad luck. Not only that Chen Ping'an was living under someone else's roof in Luolu Mountain, where his family business was based, but he also had a tense relationship with Wei Bo. In addition, there was an enigmatic martial arts master living there in Zhulou. There was another factor. Black giant pythons often wandered around Luopo Mountain. Back then, Li Xisheng used the small snow cone to write characters on the wall of the bamboo building, which caused the entire Luopo Mountain to fall a few points. The mountain temple was the most affected. The mountain god temple in Luolu Mountain is the least popular among the three mountain temples in Longquan County. This mountain god master who was molded into a golden body after his death can be said to be unpopular in every aspect.

Wei Bo slowly walked down the mountain, followed by Shi Rou far behind.