The office of the county government officials in Baima Town was overcrowded. Three teams of government officials gathered together, and even the registrar and the county magistrate were present. Normally, when running errands, one has to distinguish between superior and inferior, but at this moment, there was not so much emphasis. Everyone was chatting and laughing.
Very lively.
There is a small news today: Su Jing, the county's alternate agent, is resigning.
Many government servants and officials gathered together to see Su Jing off. A young man returned the token, uniform and other items to the official's room, handed over the formalities, and finally turned back and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Su Jing."
Seniors, thank you for taking care of me this year."
He bent down and turned in circles to salute, maybe he used too much force. When he stood up, the boy seemed a little dizzy and looked dazed... In fact, it was the same if he didn't turn in circles. Su Jing had been like this since he was a child: there was always some sleepiness in his eyes,
As a result, his expression always seemed a little confused. However, other people would frown when they were not full of sleep, but Su Jing always curled his lips and smiled faintly, so it was not like he was not full of sleep, but just about to go to bed.
The way of slipping into a sweet dream.
Everyone waved their hands to Su Jing's thanks. Some said that when you get rich in the future, don't forget your old brother; some said that when you travel far away, your mind is not as peaceful as in a small town; some said that when you marry a daughter-in-law in the future, remember to bring her back to you.
Everyone, take a look...the government officials are all rough people and can't say anything polite, but everyone knows in their hearts that Su Jing is telling the truth. This year, it is the young man who is taking care of them.
The big catcher has been on the job for almost thirty years, and there has never been a year like when Su Jing was here when the horizontal sword was polished so sharply, the shackles were maintained so smoothly, the official horses were fed so strong, and the official documents were so well taken care of.
Neat, the squad room, the government room and even the prison cell were kept so clean...
Su Jing is a foreigner. He was embraced by his grandfather when he was still a baby and settled in a small town. Su Jing has a good skill in cooking meat and braised eggs and opened a delicatessen shop. Although his life is not very prosperous, he can support his grandparents and grandchildren.
Both of them were quite calm.
Speaking of which, old man Su is kind-hearted and kind to others, and everything is good, except for one thing: the old man is too concerned about his grandson.
When Su Jing was five years old, he was spotted by the head of the Shenwei Escort Bureau who was passing by. He felt that this boy was a good candidate for martial arts and wanted to take him away and make him a closed disciple. However, Old Man Su disagreed;
Su Jing attended a private school. Master Liu thought he had a talent for reading and wanted to write a letter of recommendation recommending him to study in a large academy in the state capital. As long as he worked hard, it would not be difficult to gain fame in the future. Old man Su disagreed;
The most outrageous thing is that three years ago, the magistrate of this county was promoted and transferred. He had no children, and he liked Su Jing very much. He proposed to adopt him as his adopted son, take him to the new place with him, and train him personally, so that he would always be safe in the future.
This child has a good future, but old man Su still shook his head.
It is human nature for a grandfather to be reluctant to leave his grandson, but like Mr. Su, he repeatedly turns away good opportunities that other children can't even hope for. There is no love for him, and he has clearly harmed his grandson's future.
The grandson is Old Man Su's, and it is useful for others to tell him off. Su Jing himself, on the other hand, was in a daze all day long, and did not feel it was a pity to waste those opportunities. He read, played, helped his grandfather, and sharpened his knife...
No matter day or night, no matter the occasion or place, as long as he has free time, he will take out a short knife from his shoulder bag and sharpen it with stones.
The knife is no more than a foot long and is sharpened on one side. It is an ordinary beef knife commonly used by butchers. The stone is black and has nothing special about it. Su Jing has been sharpening it like this, and he has never tired of it since he was a child.
The neighbor asked him why he kept sharpening his knives and what was the benefit of doing so. Su Jing blinked at him and asked in confusion: "Yes, what is the benefit?"
Fourteen years later, Old Man Su passed away.
The death of the old man is certainly sad, but the folks in the town think that this may not be a good thing for Su Jing. In the future, his future will no longer be interfered by his grandfather and he can make his own decisions.
But no one expected that after Su Jing took care of his grandfather’s funeral, he went to the government office to sign up as a candidate police officer... Unlike the iron arrests of the capital or the large prefecture’s criminal department, the government officials in small places all had county government private agents.
, the salary is pitiful, the work is hard and tiring, and life is in danger if it is not done well. The so-called "car, ship, shop, and office" are the five most inferior businesses in the Middle-earth world, and they should never be
The ideal place for young people. Could it be that this child is too sad and is he really stupid?
However, Su Jing made it clear to the adults before he went on the mission that he could only serve as a detective for one year. After one year, his grandfather's filial piety period expired, and he would travel far away. When asked where he was going and whether he would come back, Su Jing shook his head in confusion.
:Do not know at all.
Anyone who has been with Su Jing for a long time understands that the sleepiness in the young man's eyes and the confusion on his face do not represent his true state. At best, it can only be regarded as... a habitual expression. A really sleepy guy, and
How could he be valued by so many people, including the chief escort, the old master, the former lord, etc., and how could he keep such a big yamen in order.
Time passed by and a year passed. Su Jing, the candidate police officer of Baima Town, resigned from his post. He said goodbye to many colleagues in the yamen. Su Jing left the yamen.
There were faint sounds of gongs, drums, and firecrackers in the distance. It seemed that some family was having a happy event. Su Jing didn't care. He hummed a relaxing tune and walked toward his home. However, after turning a few streets, he met a group of people head-on.
There were more than a dozen local roughnecks, surrounded by a fat young man, playing music and setting off firecrackers all the way from the east to the west.
Su Jing, a fat young man in the middle, knows Luo Yuan, the second son of the Luo family from a scholarly family in the town. This man is very good at studying. He was awarded the title of scholar when he was fifteen. In the past two years, he has been studying hard at home and preparing for the provincial examination. He has always been an honest man.
People, I don’t know why they are so arrogant today.
When Luo Yuan saw Su Jing, he greeted loudly: "Fool Su, do you know that I have joined the Qingmang Mountain Immortal Family, and tonight the master will send the Sword Immortal Elder to lead me to the sect, and I will practice my Qi in the future.
May you live forever!"
Su Jing had books but didn't read, and he didn't learn martial arts, but he became a substitute policeman. What else could he be but a fool?
But in the past, when Luo Yuan saw Su Jing, he would call him "good brother".
Su Jing groaned, and after walking a few steps he came back to his senses, stopped, and nodded to Luo Yuan: "Congratulations then."
After saying that, Su Jing, who was about to leave, suddenly remembered something, stepped to the middle of the road, and blocked Luo Yuan: "It is written in the almanac that today the 'bad guys' are traveling in the west, and avoid gold and fire...those who beat gongs and fire cannons, don't
Facing the west is unlucky for offending that god who specializes in bringing bad people to good things. Would you like to change the direction?"
Luo Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then cursed: "Fart, that's the almanac you dreamed about. How can there be such a god? Get out of here!" In the past, such vulgar words would never be polite.
It flowed out of Luo Yuan's mouth.
Luo Yuan was able to obtain fame at a young age, and his brain was outstanding. After thinking about it for a while, he roughly guessed what Su Jing meant, and asked with a smile: "The children's examination is coming soon, and Wang Pai, who is in the middle of West Street, is hanging on the beam in pain."
Read: The widow of the Song family at the end of West Street has a sick child who cannot bear to be frightened... You don't let us go to West Street to take care of them, right?"
Su Jing sighed: "It's okay if you don't believe in the almanac, but the neighbors will always take care of you."
Fatty Luo let out a shrill laugh: "The king's platoon fails to take the exam every year. He is already in his thirties, yet he has the audacity to take the children's exam. He is also a fool, not a fool. Who can bear that shame?"
?Widow Song’s son is even more of a fool. He was born with cerebral palsy. If you ask me, it would be better to be scared to death. If he dies early and is reincarnated early, he might become a smart man in the next life. If you protect them, aren’t you just a fool protecting a fool? Why, you guys
Are all the fools in the world a family?"
Su Jing was confused and scratched his head: "I remember that you always called Wang Pai brother, and you called the widow of the Song family aunt, and you were very sympathetic to her child..."
Luo Yuancai was too lazy to explain anything. When Su Jing refused to give way, he interrupted with a smile: "If you don't give way, you will be beaten... If you are beaten, you will be taken away by us. First, go to the door of Wang Pai's house to set off cannons, and then go to Widow Song's door."
Bang the gong in front of you. By the way, maybe that brother is not careful and will hurt one of your ankles. Aren't you going to travel far? You must be very majestic as you limped along." A group of idle men all laughed.
In agreement, 'immortal fate' is a big deal for mortals, and those scoundrels are rushing to fawn over them. If they make Luo Yuan happy now, they might get some benefits in the future.
Only then did Su Jing realize that he was powerful. He seemed to be more awake. There was some light in his sleepy eyes. He took out a few pieces of straw paper from his arms and said to Luo Yuan: "I'm going to poop." After that, he walked away.
Run away and get out of the way.
Su Jing rarely shows off his strength, and rarely stops things that cannot be stopped.
A group of idle men laughed loudly, ignoring Su Jing who was running away, and surrounded Luo Yuan, shouting and making an alarming noise as they walked towards West Street.
Luo Yuan had obtained the fate of immortality. When he thought that soon he would be able to fly into the sky and command flying swords to kill people thousands of miles away, he felt extremely happy. In his eyes, the little etiquette in the world was like fine snow thrown into the furnace, and disappeared with a sound.
.
Just as he was extremely happy, Luo Yuan suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Luo Xian's family."
The Luo Xian family was happy, thinking that this man was really sensible, and turned around with a smile. Then he felt the wind blowing in his face, and Su Jing, not far away, threw something towards him with great force.
In his hurry, Luo Yuan only had time to hit one side of his face. What should have hit him in the middle of his face hit his face. There was a 'snap' sound. It didn't hurt, but it felt wet and uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and wiped it, and there was a piece of straw paper...and the straw paper on it.
The sticky stench of horse manure assaulted your nostrils.
Luo Yuan flew into a rage and screamed: "Hit him!" A group of gangsters swarmed after him. Su Jing ran away without hesitation, muttering as he ran: "I couldn't find any dog poop, but luckily there was horse poop."
West Street is quiet, but Su Jing is in trouble.
But Su Jinghui ran away. He fled near the Yamen. Sure enough, after detouring a few streets, just when he was about to be kicked out, a loud shout suddenly came: "Are you going to rebel?"
The big catcher led several police officers out of the street corner and looked at both sides coldly.
The scoundrels did not dare to cause trouble. Luo Yuan ran up panting, pointed at Su Jing and said to the big catcher: "You idiot Su threw horse dung at me, catch him!"
Su Jing also gasped and reasoned: "I don't have a horse, so where does the horse dung come from? Don't talk nonsense."
Luo Yuan said angrily: "What kind of absurdity is this! Who stipulates that only those who have horses can throw horse manure?"
Su Jing blinked and looked even more confused: "Yes, who stipulated it?"
Fatty Luo stamped his feet and gritted his teeth: "You are so messy..."
"Shut up. Either get out, or admit the crime of causing trouble in the street, and go to sleep in jail tonight!" The big catcher said, looking at Luo Yuan: "Let's see if the Qingmangshan Immortal Family who came to pick you up tonight will know how to do it.
If you break the prison, I will still wait for you at the cell door all night!"
Luo Yuan originally had a destiny, so he really didn't take the big catcher seriously anymore, but the big catcher's words were so powerful that Fatty Luo didn't dare to do it again, he laughed twice more, nodded and said:
"Touch Qi, I have succeeded in studying immortality and will come back to see you."
After saying that, he turned around and left, going home to wash his face and take a shower.
The big catcher looked at Su Jing again, and his eyes became gentle. Su Jing shook his head: "I'm fine. I threw it on the straw paper, and my hands were not dirty." After saying that, he stretched out his hand to everyone, very "you guys"
If you don't believe it, come and smell it.
All the police officers stepped away together and laughed, and then another police officer sighed: "I thought Luo Yuan was a good boy, but I didn't expect that he would be destined to be immortal... How could it be like this?"
The big arrester has been punished with palms for half his life. He can see people and things very accurately. He shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with immortality. Luo Yuan's nature is like this. In the past, he was an honest man who did not dare to show off. All his thoughts were spinning in his heart, and anyone could see it.
Can't come out. Now that I have the fate of immortality, I will be unscrupulous and no longer cover up. Ordinary people practice, even if they cannot become immortals and Buddhas, at least they will not become evil demons. But vicious people... It is better not to cultivate immortal fruits, but it will be worse if they succeed.
It’s a scourge.”
Another detective sneered: "With this kind of virtue, even if you enter the Qingmang Immortal Sect, you will be kicked out sooner or later."
The big catcher smiled helplessly: "He can pretend. When you think he enters Qingmang Mountain, will he be the same as he is now? When he didn't have immortality, he didn't fool everyone. People who practice are also human beings, not like that
It's easy to see through other people's true feelings and nature." As he said that, he sighed: "Forget it, don't worry about it, it's useless."
Su Jing was confused. He couldn't understand such a lofty and ethereal thing as the Immortal Family. He scratched the back of his head, hummed a light tune in his mouth again, and strolled home...
After dark, the incense table was placed in front of Luo's house, and the whole family stood in silence, hands down, waiting quietly for the arrival of Yinxian's family. Before midnight, a green light streaked in the night sky, heading straight for Baima Town.
After a short time, the light fell in front of Luo's house, and a yellow-robed Taoist priest asked calmly: "Where is Luo Yuan?"
Luo Yuan, who was dressed in fine clothes, hurriedly agreed, ran forward quickly, knelt down on the ground, respectfully, with a face full of piety: "Disciple Luo Yuan, hello..."
Before he finished speaking, the yellow-robed Taoist suddenly said "Hey", with a happy face, turned around and looked around as if he was looking for something. After a while, he turned around and left, completely ignoring Luo Yuan who was kneeling in front of him.
Clang… Clang… Clang…
There was a soft sound of the knife and stone rubbing against each other, and Su Jing was sitting in his yard sharpening the knife. At this moment, there was no trace of sleepiness in the young man's eyes and face. His eyes were bright, as bright as stars, and as deep as night.
As soon as a figure flashed, the yellow-robed Taoist priest from Qingmang Mountain jumped into the small courtyard. He didn't bother Su Jing to sharpen his knife, and just stood aside and watched. The more he looked at it, the happier he became.
He didn't seem to notice anyone around him, and Su Jing didn't even raise his head. Ever since he was a child, he had been extremely devoted and energetic when sharpening his knife. It wasn't until he felt that the knife was sharpened that he put the knife and the stone back into his bag and stood there.
He stood up and bowed deeply to the yellow-robed Taoist priest: "Junior, I have seen the immortal."
After sharpening the knife, the boy looked like he was about to fall asleep again. He just had to yawn again before he could lie down and crawl into bed.
The yellow-robed Taoist priest didn't care about his expression. His voice was low and straight to the point: "Young man, are you willing to practice?"
"I am willing to practice, but I can't go with you. There is still something important waiting for me to do."
The people in Baima Town only knew that Old Man Su had turned down opportunities one after another for his grandson, but they did not know that in the past ten years, the opportunities that had appeared in front of Su Jing were more than just studying and practicing martial arts!
Three immortals who knew how to use magic and fly with swords came to Su Jing's home. They said that he had innate spiritual energy hidden in him and wanted to take him back to the mountains to teach him the method of cultivation and the art of immortality. Practicing matters depends on fate.
, accepting a disciple is a matter of your own free will, but there is no need to consult the elders. As long as Su Jing is willing, Old Man Su couldn't stop him even if he wanted to! But Su Jing didn't leave, and stayed in Baima Town...
The Taoist priest in yellow robe is the fourth.
Every time the Sword Immortal came, Su Jing was sharpening his sword. However, the first three came uninvited, and it was an accident for both parties; this time, the fourth one was deliberately brought by Su Jing.
Huangpao frowned: "Why are you so ignorant, kid? What else is more important than the fate of immortality... That's all, tell me, what is the important thing you want to do? If you become my disciple, that one
I've done it for you."
Su Jing had heard this statement four times before, so he resorted to a way to get rid of the entanglement for the fourth time. He reached into his arms, held an inconspicuous wooden bell in his palm, and showed it to Huangpao: "Report to the Immortal
Sir, what I have to do is what the owner of this bell told me to do."
The bell seemed to have magical power. When the Taoist priest glanced at it, his face immediately showed shock. His eyes flickered for a moment, and he followed his fellow Taoist and bowed his hands to Su Jing: "I've disturbed my little fellow Taoist, so I'll take my leave."
It's like this every time. But this time Su Jing had something to say, so he spoke in time: "Taoist Master, please stay. The owner of the bell once said...the children of the Luo family have bad conduct and are not suitable for spiritual practice."
The yellow-robed Taoist priest nodded seriously: "Please tell my ancestors, fellow Taoist, that Qingmang Mountain will never accept people with bad conduct. I wish him to discover the fairy fruit and enjoy peace forever. Farewell to the path." Luo Yuaneng was admitted to the Qingmang Mountain.
Mangshan's qualifications were not due to his talent, but to his father's annoying advice, which cost him a lot of money and countless connections to get him the opportunity. Moreover, he was only a registered disciple, and the Taoist priests did not take him seriously at all.
Following the Taoist priest, he lightly stamped his feet and turned into a green brilliance that flew up. A moment later, a loud shout rang out from the air: "Luo Yuan, your immortal fate is broken! Remember this, if you dare to move in your heart again
Whatever evil thoughts you have, I will definitely take your head! Be a good person!"
Luo Yuan was stunned and didn't know what was going on. His fat body shook a few times, fell to the ground with a thud, and began to cry loudly...
Su Jing listened to the crying in the distance, stood quietly for a while, and murmured: "I said it was unlucky to go to the west to play gongs and fire cannons, but you didn't listen." Then he turned back to the house and packed his bags first.
I went to my grandfather's soul again to burn incense, prayed for a while, and finally said softly: "Grandpa, I am going to repay my kindness to the black-robed immortal. I will leave within a few days. Don't worry, I will be fine."
After saying that, Su Jing took the wooden bell in his hand and crushed it hard.
Three days later, with no light from the sky or magic from the gods, an old man in black robe suddenly appeared in the yard of Su Jing's house.
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