This flying sword no longer looks like a vulgar silver ingot. Except for being extremely small, it is no different from a sword. However, it is between illusion and reality, crystal clear and full of fairy spirit.
Under the morning glow, the small and exquisite flying sword shone with layers of halo, making it dazzling.
Chen Ping'an was stunned for a long time, and finally said: "Why, it's New Year, you want to run out and take a breath? Why, you Feijian also pay attention to celebrating the New Year?"
The tip of its sword moved slightly and slowly rotated.
Chen Pingan's heartstrings were tense and he was ready to run away at any time.
After it turned once, the tip of the sword was slightly raised and the hilt dropped, as if it was getting to know this somewhat strange world.
The sound of a child in Tsing Yi getting up and yawning came from inside the house. The flying sword swung past Chen Ping'an's eyebrows. The speed was so fast that its afterimage was still there, dragging out a line as thin as a long rope in the air.
The brilliance was far beyond Chen Pingan's imagination. There was no way to hide. The next moment, Chen Pingan felt a chill in his eyebrows. He stretched out his hand to touch it. Not only did the flying sword not make a hole, there was not even the slightest mark.
It is easy to slip into the body and return to the acupoints.
It's like a land swordsman wielding his sword to clear the way on the battlefield, as if he's entering an uninhabited land.
Chen Pingan planned to go back and ask Miss Ruan whether all flying swords in the world were so mysterious.
Over there at the door, an eager kid in Tsing Yi, holding a large bundle of bamboo tubes that he had prepared in his arms, stepped out of the threshold together with the sleepy girl in pink skirt. He kicked her lightly, and the girl in pink skirt quickly patted her.
These are new clothes that the master bought for her, and then she glared at him, "What are you doing?"
The boy in green clothes stood in the yard and sighed: "Are you stupid? As a fire python, you are innately proficient in fire magic, so you quickly light up the firecrackers?"
The girl in pink skirt blinked her eyes, so it turns out that fire magic can be used in this way?
During this trip, the master always made the fire by himself when cooking rice and soup, even on rainy or snowy nights, so she never thought about this.
Chen Ping'an never mentioned it, she never thought of it. The boy in Tsing Yi probably was too lazy to say it.
With the partnership of two little guys, they lit firecrackers and bid farewell to the old year.
Soon the sound of firecrackers was heard elsewhere in Mud Bottle Alley, echoing from afar.
The kid in green was having fun playing, and the girl in pink skirt waited until the last bamboo knot was burned, then went to the house to get a broom and prepared to sweep the floor. Chen Pingan took the broom with a smile, put it against the wall, and stood the broom upright. It turned out that
According to the custom of Longquan Town, on the first day of the first lunar month, every household stands on its broomstick, indicating that they will not do anything today but rest.
Chen Ping'an stood by the wall, looking at the deserted yard next door, with mixed emotions. He hesitated for a moment, then went to get an extra Spring Festival couplet and two blessing characters from his home and pasted them next door.
The boy in green clothes smiled and asked, "Are you a very close friend of the master?"
Chen Ping'an said softly: "I hope it's not an enemy."
Going back to his yard, Chen Pingan stood in the alley at the door and looked at the two painted door gods on the door, one civil and one military, holding a jade tablet and an iron mace. Chen Pingan thought it was strange. In the past, small towns sold goods at the New Year's Eve.
There are all kinds of paper door gods. In addition to civil and military door gods, there are also many "gods" including the god of wealth and door gods. But this year, all the door gods in the town follow this rule. I heard from the shopkeeper that it is the rule set by the government office, and in the future
The newly built Confucian Temple and Wu Temple in the town, the golden masters enshrined in it are the two people painted on the paper.
Chen Ping'an thought of what Old Man Yang had said, and his feelings became deeper and deeper.
Chen Pingan swept away the gloom in his mind and sat in the yard to bask in the sun without thinking about anything.
The girl in pink skirt continued to sit on the small bench and ate melon seeds. The boy in green clothes clasped his hands behind his back and walked in circles in the yard. He was full of ambitions and shouted that he would practice more diligently this year and must impress the master and silly girl. Then at the end of the year, he
You can walk sideways in the town without fear of any bullshit swordsman in the eighth or ninth level.
At the end of the sentence, the boy in Tsing Yi said with a flattering smile: "Master, as long as you give me a few better snake gallstones, let alone the end of the year, tomorrow I will be able to defeat all the invincible enemies in the town. Then, master, you can take me to the streets."
Go bully men and dominate women, be like the lawless local tyrants and evil gentry, drag them to Mud Bottle Lane whenever you see a pretty girl, hahahahahaha, sir, don’t you feel happy just thinking about it?!"
Chen Pingan grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the girl in pink skirt, nodded and said, "As long as you are happy."
The longing smile of the boy in green suddenly collapsed, and he sat next to Chen Pingan with a long sigh. He and the girl in pink skirt were on the left and right, like two little door gods. But he felt that the first day of the New Year this year did not get off to a good start.
, a little unlucky, so he took out an ordinary snake gallstone, bit it and ate it, so he could only get a good fortune for himself.
At this moment, Chen Ping'an suddenly took out two exquisite small bags from his sleeves, which were among the New Year's goods sold at his Qilong Lane New Year's shop. He handed them to both of them and joked: "Take these, the master gave them to you."
Lucky money."
The boy in green didn't think there would be any surprise, but when he opened it, his eyes couldn't be more round. It turned out to be a snake gallstone of excellent quality, as colorful as the sunset.
The one on the hand of the girl in the pink skirt is also an excellent snake gallstone.
The boy in green saw clearly at that time that apart from the eighty or ninety ordinary stones, after Chen Pingan returned to the ancestral house, there were still eleven priceless snake gallstones left in the package, and he gave them to each of them at once.
Two pills, that means four pills are gone. Now that I took out two more pills, wouldn’t it mean that half of them were gone in a flash?
Chen Ping'an, do you really think you are a gifting boy who has made many good connections?
Although he tightly held the snake gallstone in his hand, the boy in green couldn't help but remind him: "Master, if you give away things like this, you won't be able to save a rich family. What will you do if you get a wife in the future?"
The girl in the pink skirt held the "New Year's money" in both hands, lowered her head and remained silent, with tears falling down her pink and white face.
The kid in green clothes was squirming and couldn't help but ask: "Master, aren't you afraid that if I eat these three snake gallstones, my cultivation will skyrocket, and as a result, master, you will never be able to catch up with me in this life?"
Chen Pingan asked back: "If you had a friend and he lived well, would you be happy?"
The kid in green clothes nodded and said: "Of course I'm happy. The friends and brothers I make in this life are not the kind that I just talk about."
Chen Pingan asked again: "Would you be happy if your friend lived a much better life than you?"
The boy in Tsing Yi hesitated.
Chen Pingan ate melon seeds and said with a smile: "I will be happier."
At this moment, the boy in Tsing Yi felt a little dazed. He suddenly felt that the world he had been involved in for hundreds of years was not the same as Chen Pingan at all. Was his world too deep? Or was Chen Pingan's world too shallow?
After Chen Pingan said it, he didn't think much about it. It was just a casual chat.
On the other hand, the boy in green clothes was always depressed, and the girl in pink skirt also became a little silent after receiving the stone.
Chen Ping'an felt a little regretful. Could it be that he had given the new year's money to the wrong person? Or should he have given it later?
Sad.
Just in this Mud Bottle Lane, Song Ji Xin Zhigui, Gu Can and his mother left, but a new family appeared. Years ago, they took the initiative to take out a copy of the ancestral house deed and ran to give it to Long Quan.
The county government and the government office want to do a careful inspection, because land in the town is very expensive nowadays, and there are countless people from outside who want to squeeze in. Even if they can't buy a house, they are willing to rent a house here, so
The county government office wanted to be cautious and not let cunning people take advantage of the situation.
But soon, Wu Yuan, who was promoted from the first magistrate of Longquan County to the first prefect of Longquan County, committed suicide and went to the county government office to take over the entire matter.
Soon there was a young man named Cao Jun in Mu Ping Alley. His ancestors moved away from here, and now he has returned to his hometown to work hard.
Cao Jun lived in seclusion and almost never showed up. The neighbors were quite curious about this. Because of the establishment of the mountain and the establishment of the mansion, many local people in the small town were involved, and they came from the county government. Regulations were announced one after another by the county government, which really revealed something in the world.
The people of Longquan had no choice but to believe in immortals. At first, they speculated that Cao Jun, who was handsome and different from ordinary people, could be one of the immortals. But looking back, he thought, the immortals living in Mud Bottle Lane were too worthless.
Then today two strangers came to Mud Bottle Alley.
A rich old man with a green silk rope in his hand and a young man with a long sword behind him walked towards the Mud Bottle Alley and walked in from the Gu Can family's house, so they passed by Song Jixin and Chen Ping'an's family.
The courtyard had low walls. The old man glanced at the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt with a playful smile.
The girl in the pink skirt was a little confused and didn't take it seriously. The kid in Tsing Yi seemed careless, but in fact he was praying silently in his heart. He couldn't be some old god or monster, right?
The young swordsman smiled and extended his hand to say hello: "Chen Pingan, we meet again."
Chen Ping'an stood up, opened the courtyard door, and asked with a smile: "Are you coming to our place to pay New Year greetings?"
The young swordsman shook his head and said: "There are some things to deal with, but it's okay to say New Year's greetings by the way."
The old man smiled and said: "I heard that it was you who caused the roof of my ancestral house to be trampled by a mountain ape, and then you helped pay for the repairs?"
The family elder of sword cultivator Cao Jun?
Chen Pingan's heart tightened and he apologized: "Old sir, I'm sorry, this is really my fault."
The old man waved his hand and said, "I know well that it is such a dilapidated house. If it is not repaired, it will definitely collapse on its own. What kind of apology should you make? It should be our Cao family's gratitude to you. That guy Cao Jun wanted to steal your things before.
Right? Don’t worry, I’ll teach him a lesson right away...Haha, I forgot to say, happy new year, happy new year.”
At the end of the speech, the amiable old man actually took the initiative to clasp his fists and cup his hands, shaking them slightly as a New Year greeting.
Chen Pingan quickly returned the gift.
The young swordsman frowned, took a step forward calmly, stood between the old man and Chen Pingan, put his arm around the latter's shoulders, walked towards the courtyard door with a smile, turned to the old man and said: "Mr. Cao, you go back first
Home, I’ll visit you later.”
The old man squinted his eyes and nodded, not caring about this, and slowly left alone. After a few hundred years, he finally returned to his old place.
To be continued...