Fu Nanhua, the young city lord of Old Dragon City, was sitting opposite the boy named Song. He carefully held the small mandrill pot with both hands and was carefully looking at the inscriptions on the bottom, as if he were admiring the beauty of a beautiful lady. Fu Nanhua has been tossing and turning over the graceful body for half an hour, looking at it, caressing it, and exhaling. He can't put it down. There are always some people or things that make people fall in love at first sight and make them happy. For Fu Nanhua, who is discerning, this heart-nourishing pot is just like this. Although there is only a thin line between picking up mistakes and making holes, Fu Nanhua firmly believes that he is the former this time, and the mistakes he made are quite big. The Old Dragon City where he was located was among the best among the many sects in the south of East Aquarius Continent. Therefore, Fu Nanhua was a descendant of the Immortal family who had truly experienced great wealth. This was also the reason why Cai Jinjian showed weakness in everything before.
Song Jixin yawned, huddled in his chair, changed to a more comfortable position, and asked lazily: "Brother Fu, since the authenticity of the things has been confirmed, should we Are you talking about the price?"
Fu Nanhua, who was rarely called a brother, suppressed the slight discomfort in his heart, put down the mandrill pot reluctantly, and said with a smile: "How sincere I am, Brother Song must know. Otherwise, I would never be honest and tell the true value of this pot as soon as we meet, let alone be so dilly-dally, and frankly reveal that I am determined to get this pot, in order to prevent both parties from asking for high prices and sitting back to pay the money, wasting time. , and it also hurts the brotherhood. Brother Song, I, Fu Nanhua, have regarded you as a confidant on the road of spiritual practice in the future. You can do business with confidence now. Whether we can depend on you for good or bad in the future, or even life and death, depends on us today. One step, and the steps are no longer steady."
Song Jixin stretched out a finger, pointed at the sincere-looking young man with a high crown, and said with a smile: "Brother Fu, I am such a person. It's very tacky and smells like copper. Of course, my friends will recognize it. But when we sit down to discuss business, if someone talks to me about brotherhood, I will inevitably ask myself, will such a person be like this in the future? When he needs to talk about brotherhood, he is actually making small plans in his mind to make a deal?"
Fu Nanhua's face turned cold, he leaned back on the chair and tapped lightly with one finger. On the desktop, the movements are gentle and silent.
Song Jixin seemed completely unaware of Fu Nanhua's change of attitude, "I call you Brother Fu and show you this pot. That's my sincerity. Since everyone wants to do it, If you want to make a deal, then just do it quickly. Brother Fu, if you give me the price, I will nod or shake my head. I will give you two chances to bid. After two bids, it will be like leaving this village without this store. Whatever you promise to me Jinshan Yinhai, I'm sorry brother, I won't sell it."
"The jade pendant was my meeting gift, it was called 'Laolong Buyu', it is not a powerful immortal. The magic weapon can only be used to escape the heat, purify the mind and avoid filth, and is especially helpful for meditating and forgetting. If there is a Taoist secret formula as an aid, it can get twice the result with half the effort."
Fu Nanhua smiled sincerely. There was no arrogant look on his face to give alms, and he put aPutting the embroidery bag on the table, he pushed it towards Song Jixin with his palm and said solemnly: "My bag of copper coins is called offering money. It is one of the many incense coins in the world. It is usually enshrined in the Chenghuang Temple or the statue of Wenchang Pavilion. Put it in your mouth, hide it in your stomach, hold it on your palm, it's all possible, and each has its own merits and functions, but these are not the most important. The real key is that these look like gold. Coins are "gold essence" that is far more valuable than gold. The immortal once said that "the water is blue and can be mined, but the gold essence is secret." This means that this bag of gold essence is used as money to buy a pot. , I can’t say it’s more than enough, but it’s a fair price after all. If you add the old dragon pendant, I dare to say that Brother Song, you will definitely make a profit.”
After saying these “heartfelt words”, Fu Nanhua said. Waiting for reply.
Song Jixin was silent for a moment, blinked, and asked: "Is it over?"
Fu Nanhua smiled bitterly: "It's over."
The young man suddenly suddenly He turned his face and slapped the table, "Fu, get out of here! Are you a three-year-old kid who is easy to fool? Before you enter the town, you will have three bags of copper coins. Excluding one bag of money for traveling, every time you get it, A bag of treasures, no matter how big or small, is supposed to be a bag of copper coins, ranging from thirty to twenty coins. But do you have twelve coins in your shriveled money bag? You don't even have this bit of integrity, how dare you take the opportunity from me?"
Fu Nanhua tapped his fingers on the table again and again from slow to fast.
Song Jixin's heart trembled, and he found it difficult to breathe for no apparent reason. His face turned red, and his eyes were bleeding. The young man quickly reached out a hand and pressed on his heart. His heart beat violently like a drum, thump thump thump. , It's almost like breaking the chest.
Fu Nanhua gradually slowed down the tapping speed of his fingers, and the boy's expression improved. Fu Nanhua asked with a smile: "Since we didn't reach an agreement with the first price offer, I will offer another price. Twenty-four A piece of gold essence as an offering, are you going to sell this mandrill pot?"
Sweating profusely, Song Jixin hesitated. Seeing the other party making a move, the young man was about to say something to ease the situation. The young city lord of the old Dragon City who was accustomed to being praised by the stars has once again accelerated his hammering speed, like a sudden summer shower.
Song Jixin pressed his hands on his chest, his handsome face already distorted, with a hint of cruel smile in his ferocious look.
Fu Nanhua almost couldn't help but beat the wolf cub to death, but at the last moment, the great temptation of reaching the sky step by step and realizing immortality still outweighed his personal likes and dislikes. So he stopped his finger movements and let the boy go.
Song Jixin gasped for air, his eyes were hot, and he smiled hoarsely.
Fu Nanhua was puzzled by this. There seemed to be no hatred in the young man's eyes. Fu Nanhua didn't think this was something worthy of horror. On the way to practice, there were all kinds of strange things, and there were many weird people. , just asked in confusion: "What are you laughing at?"
Song Jixin's breathing became more and more steady, he leaned back on the chair, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and opened his eyesShen Yiyi said: "When I think about the near future, I will be able to have the ability like you to kill people with a snap of my fingers, and I feel extremely happy."
Fu Nanhua laughed it off, and he was worthy of being a fellow-minded person who made him sympathize with each other. .
This kind of person is the best to deal with, as long as you are in a better position than him, but it may also be the worst to deal with, once he climbs to the top.
However, the young city lord of Old Dragon City does not think that after successfully intercepting the opportunity here, he will be inferior to a boy who was never taken away from the town before he was nine years old.
Song Jixin glanced at the small pot and half a bag of copper coins on the table. He raised his head and said, "Fu Nanhua, I have two conditions. As long as you agree, I will not only sell you a Take out the mandrill pot and bring out another old object that is not inferior to it." Fu Nanhua suppressed the joy in his heart and said as calmly as possible: "Let's talk about it."
Song Jixin did not go around in circles,
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He kept saying, "First, I want you to give me three bags of gold coins." , not two bags!"
Fu Nanhua said without hesitation: "Okay!"
Song Jixin stared at the other party's eyes.
Fu Nanhua smiled and said: "Believe it or not. At the same time, before I go out today, you must take out that thing worth two bags of gold essence and let me see it in person."
p>Song Jixin also nodded: "Of course!"
Fu Nanhua asked: "Then what is the second condition?"
Song Jixin said slowly : "Kill someone for me."
Fu Nanhua shook his head and said: "Since you even know how many copper coins are in a bag, you should also know that we 'outsiders' are not allowed here. Those who kill people at will will be expelled from the town immediately, and may even have part of their bones cut off. The saint will then use immortal methods to strip away the relevant opportunities. It is too horrible to see, and the family will lose all opportunities here. "
Song Jixin raised the corner of his mouth, "Don't refuse in a hurry, how about you wait and see what happens?"
Fu Nanhua asked with a smile: "I'm curious, who do you want to kill?"
Song Jixin half-truthfully said, "I'm thinking about it too."
Fu Nanhua picked up the small pot again, feeling the delicate texture of the pot body, and said casually Said: "Then I'll wait and see."
Across the table, the young man subconsciously rubbed his neck, his face looking very different.
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Zhigui sent Cai Jinjian to the door of Gu’s courtyard before. At that time, Song Jixin’s maid went shopping by herself. After Cai Jinjian pushed the door open, As if struck by lightning, he stood there and did not dare to move. He looked at the old man sitting on the bench and asked in a trembling voice: "Senior, is he the Master Jiejiang who practiced in Shujian Lake?"
The old man asked : "How do you recognize me?"
Cai Jinjian said respectfully: "Cai Jinjian, a junior from Yunxia Mountain, followed my father to Shujian Lake ten years ago to watch the wonderful scene of the old turtle carrying the stele emerging from the water. I was fortunate to be far away lookThe grace of my predecessors is still fresh in my memory and is unforgettable to this day. "
The old man nodded and said: "I understand. "
Cai Jinjian felt a little heavy, "Zhenjun, this junior wants to..."
The "storyteller" known as "Zhenjiang Zhenjun" glanced at her and said calmly : "For the sake of Ancestor Songxia, I won't care about your uninvited visit, and I won't do it again. When you leave the yard, remember to close the door. "
Cai Jinjian was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Junior, please leave first. "
She really just left like that, and she didn't forget to close the door obediently, gently and without leaking.
In the courtyard, the woman looked towards the courtyard door and asked worriedly : "Chief Immortal, she doesn't seem to be willing to give up. Is there any trouble?
The old man with the title of "True King" sneered: "When you enter a small town, you may get into trouble if you fart with your breath, so why don't you give up on opportunities?" "
The woman was speechless.
The old man smiled, "Let me ask you, Mrs. Gu, if you had a choice, would you be willing to let Gu Can go to Yunxia Mountain to practice? , or follow me to Shujian Lake? ”
“Don’t rush to answer.
The old man waved his hand to tell the woman not to rush to express her position, and said slowly: "Yunxia Mountain is the second-ranked mountain gate of Dongbaopingzhou, but if you think this Yunxia Mountain is not worth mentioning, , which is a big mistake. The Yungen stone produced in Yunxia Mountain is a real treasure of heaven and earth. Not to mention Dongbaopingzhou, there is only one in the whole world. Therefore, Yunxia Mountain has a transcendent status. Everyone I am willing to respect him, especially the sect Taoist Temple of the Danding Sect of Taoism, which has a deep relationship with Yunxia Mountain for thousands of years. As for me, I am just one of the monks in Shujian Lake. I only occupy an island in the middle of the lake, with only a handful of disciples and less than a hundred servants.
The woman, Mrs. Gu, smiled sweetly. She was a mature woman, but her charm was still there. "The difference between me and that Yunxia Mountain woman is the difference between her and you, the immortal. How could I let Gu Can?" Instead of living in the paradise of cave heaven, follow that woman to dig for food in the fields? "
The old man smiled heartily, suddenly remembered something, and said in a deep voice: "How is that young man's life experience? Gu, please elaborate, just in case.
The woman was stunned for a moment, smoothed her hair at the temples, and then said softly: "The poor child's name is Chen Pingan. His parents grew up in the town. His mother and I We have a very good relationship, she looks average, and has a really good temper. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her blushing with anyone. Her manly looks are off the charts, and she’s really not good enough for her. But her porcelain skills are pretty good, if not If you die early, you might survive twenty years and become the kiln head of that big dragon kiln. As for how he died, some say that it was on that rainy night that he was in a hurry for fear that the kiln fire would be interrupted and fell into the stream. Others said that he went to cut firewood and burn charcoal. In order to get a small advantage, he broke into a hill that was banned by the imperial court and killed him. The wild beast carried it into the deep mountains and forests, but no body was found. That man has a dull temper that can't be beaten with a stick, but he is kind to his children. Every time he returns to town, he always brings some small gifts., Xiao Gu, Tang Bodhisattva, Lao Broken Porcelain, generally speaking, that family of three was quite stable before the man died. ”
“After Chen Ping’an’s father died, his mother probably had a heart problem, and her energy quickly became unbearable. Years later, she fell ill and became skinny and skinny, which made us old neighbors panic when we saw her, and we could no longer recognize her as the charming and handsome woman she was back then. At that time, it was Chen Ping'an who took care of her. For such a big child, she had to buy medicine, make medicine, cook rice and stir-fry vegetables. The child was too short at the time and had to step on the bench to cook. In addition, in order to She saved money to buy medicine for her mother. She searched all over the mountains and plains for some easily found medicinal materials. If there were too many, she sold them to pharmacies. ”
“I guess he ate the wrong herbs one time and when he returned to Mud Bottle Alley with his backpack on his back, the child suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and rolling all over the ground. We were so frightened that the whole family of three was just gone. My mother-in-law was still alive at that time, so she said that it would be best if all the family left, so that no one left would have to endure the hardship. They all left, and the whole family could be reunited in the underworld. Later, the child somehow got better on his own and overcame the illness, but the child's mother still couldn't survive that winter. Oh, by the way, Immortal Master, Chen Ping'an's child was born on the fifth day of May. The older generation of neighbors in our alley say that this is the most unlucky day of the year. It is easy to attract dirty things and... It hurts the family,
So after the child’s parents left, there was no copper coin left at home. Even the small items his father gave him almost all went to other places in the town to find those of the same age. People change their food..."
When the woman said this, the old man finally spoke, "The fifth day of May? That's interesting, let me do the math. "
The five-finger kneading technique reveals the universe.
Seeing the woman in a daze, the old man smiled and said, "Just keep talking." ”
The woman said, “Thinking of the friendship between neighbors for so many years
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By the way, those of us living in Although people in Mud Bottle Alley don't dare to take Chen Ping'an to their homes, they can still do small things like helping him from time to time and sending him a few bowls of food. People's hearts are full of flesh. To be honest, if it wasn't the child's birthday, it would be really scary. Otherwise, no one would feel sorry for this sensible child. Of course, there are some unkind people in the neighborhood. Some guys don't like to see good things in others, so they like to deliberately abuse the child, so that he finally had to become a kiln worker's apprentice. You must know that his mother died in person, but She asked the child to promise her that even if he became a beggar in the future, he would never work in the dragon kiln. It is definitely not an ordinary thing for such a filial and obedient child to be allowed to break his oath.
The old man asked: "Do you know the names and birth dates of the boy's parents?" "
The woman only said she knew her name, but no one knew her birth date. The old man said it didn't matter. After a moment, he sneered: "It's a small trick, a trick."! "
The woman was confused.
The old man explained: "The man died unexpectedly, most likely because he accidentally knew the secrets of the town. Unfortunately, our luck is not as good as yours, Zu Yin Even more so than your family. In the end, for the safety of his son, the man secretly broke the natal porcelain vase. In this way, a certain sect outside the town was naturally left empty-handed. This was a huge investment. If a small kiln worker could not afford compensation, he would have to pay for it with his life. If one life was not enough, his wife's life would be added. It is ridiculous to say that the death of the kiln worker was probably too light for some people. In fact, I was too lazy to spend extra energy, so the concealment technique used to conceal the truth was so crudely performed, and it was too careless. "
The woman's face was gloomy.
The old man saw through the woman's thoughts at a glance and asked with a smile: "What, you feel guilty and regret it?" "
The woman smiled miserably, "I do feel guilty. After all, it is the child I watched grow up. I definitely have it, but when it comes to going back on my word, I definitely don't! "
The old man nodded and said: "I see it. "
The woman said to herself: "If it were Chen Ping'an's mother who was in my current position, I believe she would do the same. "
The old man shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily the case. "
The woman shouted for no reason: "She will definitely do it! "
The old man was not angry at her rudeness, but sighed with emotion: "What a pity for the hearts of parents in the world. "
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The straw-shoe boy sat on the threshold, "Miss Ning, can I ask you something? "
The girl in black leaned against the wall, sitting cross-legged, with the narrow green sheath knife placed across her knees, "Of course. But when it comes to confidentiality and privacy, I won't answer. "
Chen Pingan asked: "How long do you usually stay here before leaving?
The girl frowned, "Not necessarily. Some people are lucky and may come and go on the same day. Some people are unlucky and have to stay here for the rest of their lives." If I have to give an inference, it's okay, but it may not be accurate. You have to decide for yourself. For example, our group of eight people, two groups belong to the big money, they are stupid and have a lot of money. They don't look like each other at first glance. You can come and go in a hurry. You should stay in the town for a few days anyway. The young man wearing a high crown and a jade pendant will probably go relatively smoothly. There is a stupid big guy who is focused on dealing with the well. Can you? If he succeeds, it depends on whether God will reward him with this bowl of rice. "
Chen Pingan asked: "Is there anyone else? ”
“Who? "
"She is the tall, young woman. "
"You like her? "
Chen Pingan at the door smiled, not taking it seriously at all.
The girl in black probably felt that she had told a joke that was not funny, and her expression became serious, "I actually I heard you chatting with Daochang Lu. You have a grudge against her, so you want to... take revenge? ”
She sighed, “I would like to advise you, people like you who live on the mountainside,In the eyes of those at the top of the mountain, they are actually no different from those at the foot of the mountain. Not only are their eyes higher than those at the top, but they are indeed qualified to look down on you. After arriving in this 'Land of the End of Dharma', not to mention the woman from Yunxia Mountain, That kid in the red robe, if he punches you on the chest, he can make you vomit a bowl of blood. In turn, you punch him hard. I can't say it tickles him, but at most it makes him feel angry. It's boring and will never hurt your internal organs. As for the reason, it is difficult to explain clearly. The main reason is that I am not good at talking about it. "
Chen Pingan turned his back to the room, looked at the door, and said: "I want to know why she wanted to kill me. It was the first time we met. "
The girl pondered for a long time before she said: "She may not be the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. How should I put it? On the way to practice, she walks through mountains and rivers, some are wide and some are narrow, there are Yangguan Road and single-plank bridge. It is possible to be quick, to accidentally trample an ant to death, to catch a few fish from the river when hungry, to achieve a small degree of success in Taoism, to use it at will, to accidentally kill birds, birds, snakes, and mice. I didn't speak very well. Do you understand what I mean? "
Chen Ping'an snorted and said, "I roughly understand. ”
Then the young man felt a little dull and looked at the door of the courtyard again.
In fact, he didn’t understand at all. He didn’t understand why those people could be so indifferent to other people’s lives.
After a long time, Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "If the girl doesn't dislike it, just live here. Whatever you need, just ask. "
"What about you? "
"I know a person, and I will stay with him in the next two days. You don't have to worry. His name is Liu Xianyang, and he is my... friend. good friend! "
The girl looked at the thin back on the threshold and smiled: "Thank you! "
The young man grinned, scratched his head, and said no polite words. He hesitated for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage, turned around again and said: "Miss Ning, if one day I can't come back, you I gave my bag of gold coins to Liu Xianyang and asked him to take care of the house for me in the future. I don’t have to clean it. I just need to repair it occasionally and add some new tiles to prevent it from leaking. Also, don’t let the walls collapse and the courtyard gates. Don't make it too shabby either. It would be best if you could put up door gods and Spring Festival couplets on New Year’s Eve! If you think it's too much trouble, it's okay not to do it. ”
When the girl saw Chen Ping’an talking about the door god and Spring Festival couplets, the young man’s eyes shone with strange light.
Obviously, this orphan in Mud Bottle Lane is looking forward to celebrating the New Year. I have been thinking about having a door god on my door and the word "spring" on the lintel for many, many years.
I have been thinking about it for as many years as my parents died.
< p>So when the young man, who had no worries and no worries, let out a breath, patted his knees, and stood up slowlyIt was placed in the sheath on the table in the room. The flying sword suddenly screamed
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