Chapter 7 Bowl of water

There is a well in Xinghua Lane, called the Iron Lock Well. An iron chain as thick as a strong young arm hangs from the well mouth year after year. When did this well have this iron lock, and who owned it? No one knows the truth about this boring and strange thing. Even the oldest old man in the town can't say he is ugly.

It is rumored that there was once a bad guy in the town who tried to test how long the iron chain was. Regardless of the dissuasion of the old people, "whoever pulls the iron chain out of the well mouth will lose one year of his life for every foot he goes out." It was an old rule passed down by word of mouth, but the man didn't take it seriously at all. After pulling hard on a stick of incense, he pulled out a lot of iron chains. There was still no sign of the end. The man was exhausted. , so he let the iron chains that were pulled out of the well mouth wind up next to the well. He said he would come back tomorrow, but he just didn't believe it. After the man returned home, he bled from all his orifices that day and died suddenly on the bed. He died with no eyes closed. No matter how hard his family tried, the body could not close its eyes. Finally, an old man who had lived near the well for generations asked the family to carry him. He led the corpse to the well and "helplessly" watched the old man put the iron chains back into the well. When the entire iron chain submerged straight into the deep water at the mouth of the well, the corpse finally closed its eyes.

The old man and the young man slowly walked towards the iron-locked well. The little guy was a child with two slugs hanging from his nose, but when he told this story, he spoke clearly and orderly, not like a child at all. A little country baby who has only been in school for half a year. At this time, the child is raising his head. His big eyes are like two black grapes. He sniffs slightly, and the two snot snakes retract. The child is looking at the one holding the big white baby in one hand. The storyteller of the bowl said with Nununuuzui: "I've finished talking, it's time for you to show me what's in your bowl, right?"

The old man smiled and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, wait. Sit down at the edge of the well, and I will give you a good look.”

The child reminded him “kindly”: “Don’t go back on your word, otherwise you will die badly, and you will fall headlong as soon as you get to the iron lock well. Go in, I won't fish out the body for you, otherwise there will be a sudden thunder, which will just chop you into a piece of coke. Then I will take a stone and break it bit by bit..."

The old man had a headache listening to the child pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, a long list of vicious and unfavorable words without repetition, and quickly said: "I'll show you, by the way, who did you learn these words from?"

The old man said with emotion: "He is indeed an outstanding person and a beautiful person."

The child suddenly stopped and frowned: "You Isn't it a curse? I know some people like to say good things in reverse, such as Song Jixin!"

The old man quickly denied it, then changed the topic and asked: "Do strange things often happen in this small town? ”

The child nodded.

The old man asked: "Tell me about it."

The child pointed at the old man and said seriously: "For example, you carry a big white bowl and refuse to let anyone put copper coins in it. . Before you finished telling the story, my mother said that your story was not bad, but it was confusing., at first glance, you are used to cheating and deceiving, so you asked me to give you a few pennies. If you don't want it, what is in the bowl? ”

The old man couldn’t laugh or cry.

It turned out that the storyteller who had finished telling the story under the old locust tree asked the child to lead him to Xinghua Lane to see the well. Not happy with it, the old man said that his big white bowl was very special and contained some very rare things. The child was born lively and active, and his parents said that he forgot to grow a butt when he was reincarnated. He liked it since he was very young. He wanders around with Liu Xianyang's gang, but in order to catch an eel or a loach, this little kid can stay in the sun for half an hour without moving, and his patience is amazing

So he is an old man. He said what was in the white bowl, and the child immediately took the bait.

Even though the old man made a weird request at first, saying that he wanted to try lifting him to see how heavy he was, and wanted to know if it was heavy. It weighed forty pounds, and the child nodded in agreement without hesitation. Anyway, no piece of meat would fall off after being lifted a few times.

But something happened that made the child roll his eyes again and again. The old man held the bowl in his left hand. , Mao Zujin used his right hand to lift him five or six times, but failed to lift him once. The child finally glanced sideways at the old man's thin arms and legs, shook his head, thinking that he was also a thin pole, Chen Ping'an, a poor man, was much stronger than this old man. He just thought that he hadn't seen the scene in the white bowl yet, like a child who was born to wake up early, so he refrained from saying anything that would make the old man uncomfortable. You know. , in the Xinghua Lane area of ​​Ni Ping Lane, this child ranks third in terms of quarreling and swearing, especially in yin and yang, and the second is the scholar Song Jixin, and the first is this child's mother.

The old man came to the well, but did not sit on the well.

The old well was made of green bricks.

Invisibly, the old man's breathing became heavy.

The child walked to the well, turned his back to the well mouth, jumped back, and sat on the well mouth with his butt.

This scene made the old man sweat. If he was not careful, the bastard would be there. It fell. Considering the historical origin of this ancient well, it is difficult to collect the body.

The old man slowly took a few steps forward, squinted his eyes, and leaned over to examine the iron lock, one end of which was tied to the well's windlass. Bottom.

“The best Feng Shui resort in the world. "

The old man looked around with mixed feelings and thought to himself: "I don't know who will end up with this important weapon? ”

The old man stretched out his free left hand and stared at the palm of his hand.

The lines on his palm were mottled and complex.

But a new line appeared and was slowly extending. It's like a crack in a piece of porcelain.

Looking at the palm of a god is like looking at mountains and rivers.

But this old man is only looking at himself.

The old man frowned and exclaimed: "In just half a day, the situation was already so bleak, wouldn't it be true for those people? ”

The child has stoodAt the mouth of the well, he put one hand on his hips and pointed at the old man with the other, urging loudly: "Will you show me the white bowl?!"

The old man said helplessly: "Get down quickly, get down quickly, I'm here I’ll show you the big white bowl.”

The child was hesitant and finally jumped down the well.

The old man hesitated for a moment and said with a solemn expression, "Little kid, you and I are destined to show you the mystery of this bowl. It's okay, but after seeing it, you are not allowed to mention it to outsiders. That's you." That mother, you can’t do it either. If you can do it, I will let you see it. If you can’t do it, I will be stabbed in the spine by your little kid without giving you a half-eye.”

The child blinked and said, "Let's get started."

The old man walked forward to the wellhead solemnly. When he lowered his head, he found that the bastard was sitting on the wellhead with his feet spread apart this time. The old man was a little a little nervous. I regret that I provoked this lawless little kid.

The old man put aside his distracting thoughts, faced the mouth of the well, grasped the bottom of the large white bowl with his five fingers, and began to tilt his palm slightly, the amplitude was almost undetectable.

The child felt that he had been waiting for a long time, but he did not see any movement in the white bowl above his head, and the old man always maintained that posture.

Just before the child’s two slugs were about to reach his mouth, his patience ran out.

I saw a stream of water as thin as a finger pouring out from the white bowl and falling silently into the depths of the well.

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If a child shows his teeth, he will be yelled at.

He suddenly closed his mouth, a little surprised. After a while, the child's face changed from shock to confusion. Then, the child became frightened, suddenly came to his senses, jumped down the wellhead, and headed towards his home. Escape.

It turns out that the amount that the old man poured into the well with that white bowl was already more than a large water tank.

But water kept pouring out from the white bowl.

The child felt that he must have seen a ghost during the day.

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Liu Xianyang casually broke off a branch that had just sprouted from the side of the road and began to practice sword practice. His whole body was like a rolling wheel, spinning crazily, and he couldn't stand it at all. I don’t feel bad about the new boots on my feet, but there is a lot of dust on the path.

The tall young man left the town and walked from north to south. He only had to cross the covered bridge built with money from Mr. Song, and then walk three or four miles to the blacksmith run by the Ruan family and his daughter. In fact, Liu Xianyang has always been arrogant, but Master Ruan made the young man admire him with just one sentence, "We are here just to open the furnace and make swords."

Forging swords is good, When Liu Xianyang thought that he would have a real sword in the future, he couldn't help but get excited. He threw the branch and started running and shouting, howling like ghosts and wolves.

Liu Xianyang thought about the few boxing frames that Master Ruan had taught him privately, and began to practice them.

The boy and the covered bridge are getting closer and closer.

On the steps at the north end of the covered bridge, there were four people sitting, plump and beautiful women with graceful postures.In his arms was a boy in a red robe. He raised his chin high, like a general who had just won a great victory. At the other end of the steps, sat next to a tall old man with frost-covered hair. The old man was whispering comfort to an angry man. A beautiful little girl, she is carved from pink and jade, like the most exquisite porcelain doll in the world. Her tender skin is so crystal clear under the sunlight that you can clearly see the veins under her skin.

The two children had just finished their quarrel. The little girl was about to cry, and the little boy was getting more and more proud.

The old man was as tall as a hill. The woman next to him threw an apology The dignified old man turned a blind eye to this.

At the bottom of the steps, there was also a young man named Lu. He was the eldest grandson of the head of the Lu family, named Lu Zhengchun. Perhaps he was born and raised in a small town because of the soil and water that could support a person. Characters, skin and appearance should always be better than other men and women. However, Lu Zhengchun had long been drained by drinking and sex, and he was even more unsightly in the eyes of the four people sitting on the steps. The Lu family owns the largest number of dragon kilns in the town, both in terms of number and scale. It is also the surname with the most children of the family leaving the town and branching out to other places. However, Lu Zhengchun, who used to be very powerful in the town, looked reserved, pale, and tense, as if if he made any mistakes, his home would be confiscated and executed.

The boy said something that the people in the town could not understand, "Mother, this little bug named Liu is really the ancestor..."

When he was about to say his name , the woman immediately covered the child's mouth, "Before going out, how many times has your father told you not to name anyone easily here."

The boy opened the woman's hand, With hot eyes, she asked in a low voice: "Is it true that his family has passed down the treasure armor and sword scriptures from generation to generation?"

The woman fondly touched the youngest son's head and said softly: "Ms. Lu used half of the The genealogy guarantees that the two items are still hidden in the boy's home."

The boy suddenly said coquettishly: "Mother, mother, can we exchange the treasure with Xiaobai's family for the treasure we planned. A is so ugly, mother, if you think about it, if you use that sword scripture, you can fly a sword to take the head in a dream, without anyone noticing, isn't it much more powerful than a turtle shell?"

Before the woman could explain the reason, the girl next door had already said angrily: "You want to get your hands on our long-lost treasure? This time we are here for the right reasons. The property is returned to its original owner, unlike some shameless guys who become robbers, thieves, or even beggars!"

The boy turned around and made a face, then sneered: "Smelly! You said it yourself, girl, it’s the treasure of the mountain. It’s just the seniority of the mountain. Isn’t it amazing?”

The boy’s face suddenly changed to a smile. After standing up from the woman’s arms, he looked down at the child with pity. Girls, it seems like a school teacher is reprimanding a childish child, "The Taoist immortality, acting against nature, just fighting for words. If you don't even understand this principle, how will you inherit the family business in the future, and how will you abide by the ancestral precepts? You Zhengyang Descendants of mountains, sons of all generationsEvery thirty years, Sun must raise Zhengyang Mountain by at least one hundred feet. Damn girl, do you think it was easy from your grandfather to your father? "

The little girl lost some momentum, her expression was sluggish, her head was drooped, and she did not dare to look at the boy.

The burly old man with frost-covered hair said in a deep voice: "Madam, although Children's words are unbridled, but if my young master's heart is stained with dust, you should weigh the consequences yourself.

The woman smiled charmingly, pulled the gloomy-faced son back into her arms, and said, "The children are just quarreling and bickering. Why should Senior Yuan be so involved? Don't ruin the thousand-year history of our family." friendship. "

I never thought that the old man had a strong temper, so he directly said back, "I, Zhengyang Mountain, have been here for 2600 years. I have repaid kindness for kindness, but I have not forgotten it for thousands of years, and I have never paid any grudges overnight. ! ”

The woman smiled and did not argue.

In this trip to the small town, everyone has a heavy responsibility, especially her, who has risked her life and fortune. , her son's future, and her mother's family's heritage, all three are risking their lives.

Although this woman is plainly dressed, she has a graceful demeanor, but the people in the small town have never seen the world and don't know what's going on.

From beginning to end, Lu Zhengchun always had his back to the steps of the covered bridge.

This was the first time he saw these distinguished guests at the Lu family’s mansion. But because he was young and energetic and lacked concentration, he temporarily forgot his grandfather's warning. He couldn't help but steal a glance at the beautiful woman's breasts, and then his grandfather, who was trembling with anger, had someone drag her down and kill her alive with a cane in the courtyard. , it seemed that his mouth was stuffed with cotton during the execution, so Lu Zhengchun, who continued to accompany his grandfather to discuss matters in the lobby, could neither hear his brother's miserable wails nor see the bloody scene. After the discussion was completed, they went out to look for that person. The young man surnamed Liu, Lu Zhengchun, stepped out of the lobby and found that the blood stains in the courtyard had already been cleaned away. The four guests who had come from afar, even the two children who were like golden boys and girls, were no different. As if this was a matter of course.

At that moment, Lu Zhengchun was a little confused.

How could the death of a person be worse than the death of a dog?

Until he walked out of the Lu family's mansion, Lu Zhengchun's mind was still blank.

After that, Lu Zhengchun began to feel fear, and the strangers and nobles asked questions. When he was talking, his voice would tremble, and when he led the way, his steps would be erratic. He knew that he would make people laugh, disappoint his grandfather, and bring shame to the family. But the young man really couldn't control his fear, as if The whole body is filled with coldness from the bones

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My grandfather passed away last year.Guan Guan took their brothers into a secret room and told them the news that the Lu family would soon be working for some noble people. It was a great blessing. They must be careful when doing things. If the job is done, the Lu family would turn the reward into As long as the noble man is willing to nod his head as a stepping stone to cultivate the two brothers, then in the future, a bright road will appear at the feet of the brothers, and they will rise to the top, and finally achieve unimaginable glory and wealth. At that time, he understood why he and his brother needed to learn so many weird dialects from an early age.

Lu Zhengchun looked at Liu Yangxian who was getting closer and closer to the covered bridge. He suddenly began to hate this person extremely. This pauper who had been blocked in the alley by his own people lay lying like a dead dog. On the ground, if some little bastard hadn't gone to the alley and shouted for death, he and a few of his buddies had already agreed, and were about to take off their pants and rain down rain on the head of the ignorant young man on the ground. Until now, Lu Zhengchun still didn't understand why these high-ranking nobles looked at Liu Xianyang with admiration. As for their so-called treasure armor, sword scripture, Zhengyang Mountain, the Avenue of Immortality, and fighting for opportunities and luck, etc., Lu Zhengchun seemed to understand everything, but in fact he couldn't.

But Lu Zhengchun is certain of one thing, that is, he extremely hopes that Liu Xianyang will die here.

As for the real reason, Lu Zhengchun did not dare to admit it, nor did he want to think deeply about it.

Deep in his heart, Lu Zhengchun absolutely did not want Liu Xianyang, who was as humble as a dog, to see himself, the eldest son of the Lu family, who was well-dressed and well-fed, reduced to a bird like Liu Xianyang.

Nothing is more humiliating than this.

The beautiful woman looked at that one and murmured: "Here he comes."

The tall boy punched all the way, and then the punches were so fast and violent that the boy His whole body was staggered by the punches.

In the eyes of experts, the rudimentary boxing intention already reveals a touch of Dacheng style that combines strength and softness.

On the way to martial arts boxing, there is an introductory saying: If you don’t know the true meaning of boxing, you will be a layman for a hundred years. Once you realize the true meaning of boxing, you can fight ghosts and gods for ten years.

The beautiful woman was relieved. As expected, this young man named Liu was the person they were looking for. He was indeed very talented. Even in their fairy mansions, his basic qualifications should not be underestimated.

Of course, in the vast world of beautiful women and burly white-haired old men, it is this kind of people who are the most numerous.

The beautiful woman stood up and told Lu Zhengchun at the bottom of the steps: "Go tell the young man and ask him what he wants before he is willing to take out the two family heirlooms: armor and books."

As soon as Lu Zhengchun turned around, he already bowed his head and replied in a certain dialect that the people in the small town would definitely listen to. "Yes, madam."

The woman was indifferent. He said: "Remember, when you talk to that young man, you must be pleasant and careful."

The boy stretched out his finger, condescendingly, and said sternly: "If you mess up something big, I will skin you and cramp you." , and then refine your soulBecome a wick. Before your light goes out, life will be worse than death every moment! "

Lu Zhengchun was so frightened that he trembled, bent down even more, and said in fear: "A villain will never mess up!"

The little girl finally felt that she had regained some ground, and sneered: "In front of these ordinary people, she is quite majestic. I don't know who was called a bastard by her colleagues on the way here, but also Don't dare to fight back.

The burly old man actually had a very bad impression of the snobbish mother and son from the beginning, so he added, "The lady said something wrong. She clearly didn't dare to fight back." "

The boy in a bright red robe gritted his teeth and stared at the girl with a gloomy expression, but he didn't say anything harsh. In the end, he smiled brightly.

The little girl snorted, ran down the steps, and squatted by the stream. , looking down at the swimming fish in the water.

Occasionally, groups of carp swam past her sight, varying in number, both red and green.

When some elderly people in small towns chatted under the old locust trees, they often said that when they passed the covered bridge during thunderstorms, they had seen a golden carp swimming under the bridge.

Some old people said that the carp with golden scales was no bigger than the length of a hand, and some people said that the strange carp was very big, at least half the length of a human being, and it was almost a sperm. < /p>

There were so many opinions and the old people were arguing that no one of the children who listened to the story wanted to take it seriously.

At this time, the little girl stared at the crystal clear stream. , holding his cheeks with his hands, staring intently.

The white-haired old man squatted beside her and chuckled: "Miss, if the Lu family hadn't lied, this great opportunity would have fallen into someone else's pocket.

The little girl turned her head and grinned: "Grandpa Ape, maybe there are two!" ”

So she showed the funny situation of missing a front tooth.

The little girl quickly realized this and quickly reached out to cover her mouth.

The old man Holding back his smile, he explained: "Those of the Jiaolong family who have not yet crossed the river are most particular about dividing their territory and do not allow similar people to get close to them. So..."

The little girl said oh, turned her head again, held her chin in her hands in a daze, and murmured: "What if. "

The old man, who had always been kind to the little girl, showed the look of a majestic elder for the first time. He stretched out his hand and gently pressed the girl's head, and said in a deep voice: "Miss, remember, this is just in case. 'The two words are indeed the number one mortal enemy of our generation. We must not take any chances! Miss, you are of a golden age..."

The little girl took out a hand, waved it vigorously, and complained charmingly: "I know, I know, Grandpa Ape, my ears are going to be calloused.

The old man said: "Miss, I went to keep an eye on the movement over there. Although the other party is our ZhengyangshantaiThey are allies on the surface, but the character and conduct of that family, well, let’s not mention it, so as not to dirty the young lady’s ears. ”

She just waved her hand to drive them away.

He had no choice but to leave.

This burly old man who looked like a domestic slave walked with his hands down on his knees. At this time, her back was slightly hunched, as if she was carrying a heavy weight.

The girl on the bank suddenly rubbed her eyes vigorously.

She found that the water level in the creek had obviously begun to slow down. It rises slowly and is visible to the naked eye.

If it were outside a small town, such as in Zhengyang Mountain, or anywhere in her hometown, she would not be surprised at all if the entire stream dried up in an instant. .

The little girl asked doubtfully: "Isn't it said that all mystical arts, magical powers and Taoism are naturally banned here? And the more advanced your cultivation is, the more severe the backlash will be? Grandpa Ape said that even if the person in the legend has stayed here for a long time, he is now in the same difficult situation as the Clay Bodhisattva crossing the river. It is difficult to really stop anyone from fighting for it..."

She finally shook her head, too lazy to think about the puzzle anymore.

The little girl turned her head and looked at Grandpa Ape's tall back.

She thought happily, wait until. After the ban was completely lifted, she asked Grandpa Yuan to move the mountain called Piyun Mountain back to her hometown and use it as her small flower garden.

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