The town seemed to have encountered a rare Tengu eclipse in a century. It suddenly became dark and no one could see.
In addition, a statue of a god outside the town exploded like a firecracker, and the sound became more and more frequent. When the town was silent because of darkness, it seemed particularly harsh. This undoubtedly deepened the worries of ordinary people in the town. The speculations, thinking of the ox-carts and horse-drawn carriages that carried the children of wealthy families, made the people in the streets and alleys panic.
Without exception, within the high gate walls of the four surnames and ten clans, whenever a servant or maid wants to take matters into her own hands and hang up a lantern, she will soon be scolded loudly. Some families with impatient tempers The person in charge even slapped down the lanterns on the spot and trampled them to pieces. With a ferocious expression on his face, he stared at the people in the house who had good intentions as if they were enemies.
Here at the blacksmith shop, Chen Pingan and Ning Yao were sitting at the mouth of the well having lunch. After dark, although Chen Pingan was strange, it didn't stop him from lowering his head to eat. The food in the blacksmith shop was quite good. At every meal, you can get a piece of fatty braised pork as long as your index finger, plus a spoonful of oil and water. It is enough for rice, but there is only one piece of meat. Chen Ping'an can eat about two large bowls of rice, so every time he gets it from the chef. After being given a piece of meat, because of the soup, the first bowl is often full of rice without eating the meat. By the end of the meal, the piece of braised pork will slide from the top of the bowl to the bottom of the bowl, and then rush to fill the second bowl of rice. , and then the piece of meat was neatly removed.
Ning Yao wanted to laugh every time he saw Chen Pingan eating that meal.
Ruan Xiu is not like Ning Yao. The girl in green looks at Chen Pingan, as if there are four big words written in her eyes, "One of the same people."
At this time, Chen Pingan was holding an empty white bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other. He looked around with all his eyes, and could only vaguely see the scene within a distance of two to three feet.
In the past two days, in addition to making cows and horses for Master Ruan's blacksmith shop, Chen Ping'an has to spend three hours practicing walking piles, one during the day, from noon to midnight, and two in the evening, from Hai hour to Ugly time. Later, when Chen Pingan tried to walk on the pile, he tied his fingers with the sword and furnace pile. However, Chen Pingan found that doing so would make his breathing difficult and his steps even more unstable. He gave up decisively. Chen Pingan only took advantage of others during his work breaks. When paying attention, exercising the sword furnace to nourish the body, in fact, for Chen Pingan, it is just a change from the past porcelain drawing to the staking sword furnace in the Shanshan Pu.
When walking from noon to noon, Ning Yao would occasionally follow him at first. After pretending to give instructions a few times, he stopped showing up. Chen Ping'an didn't want to cause rumors. At this hour of the day, the boxing pole would run along the downstream direction of the stream for a mile from the blacksmith shop before starting to practice. Then he would go back and forth, which would cover about ten miles.
For Chen Pingan, this is considered an unshakable new family rule.
Sitting at the mouth of the well, Ning Yao looked at the sky covered with black cloth. Her long and narrow eyebrows, which caused her to lose the impression of "beautiful", frowned slightly.
Chen Pingan asked in a low voice:"Is it related to Mr. Qi?"
Ning Yao did not intend to tell him the truth and only gave a vague answer, "Since Mr. Qi is the owner of this cave, it should have something to do with him."
Chen Pingan asked again: "According to what Song Jixin and Zhigui said before, Mr. Qi originally planned to leave the town with Zhao Yao, a school boy, but why didn't he leave in the end?"
Ning Yao shook his head and smiled: "The mind of a saint is like a dragon vein, which can stretch for thousands of miles. I can't guess it, and I am too lazy to guess it."
After saying this, She threw the bowl and chopsticks into Chen Pingan's hands, got up and went to a thatched house with yellow mud walls that belonged to her alone. Ning Yao himself was also surprised why Master Ruan was so polite to him. Could it be that Master Ruan saw that his identity? The possibility is extremely small. After all, Xuanxuan Mountain is not located in East Aquarius Continent. Moreover, Xuanxuan Mountain has almost no involvement with the outside world. It has a great reputation and has very few guests. Moreover, Xuanxuan Mountain is not sure of its own identity. It's just that Ning Yao has a temperament that will naturally straighten when the boat reaches the bridge, and even if it is not straight, I can cut a straight path with the sword. She generously accepted the advances of Master Ruan, the number one swordsmith in Dongbaopingzhou.
Chen Pingan took the bowls and chopsticks and was about to go to the kitchen when he noticed someone walking by not far away. It was a young man with wide sleeves. He was more of a scholar than the scholar Chen Songfeng. There is an indescribable feeling, a bit like Mr. Qi, and a bit like Mr. Song, the supervisor I met in Mubo Alley.
After the man saw the young man in straw sandals sitting alone at the mouth of the well in a daze, and looking at him, he was slightly surprised, came to the young man's side, and said with a warm smile: "I have something to do with Master Ruan. Do you know where he is?"
This time, Chen Pingan did not deliberately hide it from Cai Jin, Jian Fu Nanhua, but pointed out the direction to the man directly.
Firstly, Miss Ning told herself how powerful Master Ruan was, and secondly, the man in front of her did not give Chen Pingan the feeling of a gloomy city.
Chen Pingan asked politely: "Do you need me to lead the way?"
The young man was not in a hurry. He looked at Chen Pingan and smiled: "No, it's just a matter of a few steps." , No need to worry. Thank you."
Chen Pingan nodded with a smile and walked to the kitchen, while the man walked to a sword-making room in the distance.
After Chen Ping'an returned the bowls and chopsticks, he found that the day laborers' apprentices had gathered in several houses, lit oil lamps, and chatted about why day and night were reversed. Some people said that it was from a certain mountain. The mountain god crossed the boundary, causing the water in the streams and wells to drop, so he angered the river god who was in charge of the stream. A fight between the gods and gods turned into darkness. Some people use the arguments of the older generation to retort, saying that here, the mountains have been sealed off by the court, so where can the mountain god come from? Besides, there is absolutely no river god in such a big stream.
Chen Pingan did not interfere, since he was idle anyway, so he used his extraordinary eyesight to go to the bottom of the last well alone, carrying basket after basket to carry earth out of the well.
Along the wooden ladderAfter climbing out of the well, he happened to see the man returning from the sword-making room. He also spotted the young man's figure. He did not approach or stop, but waved goodbye to Chen Ping'an from afar.
Chen Pingan felt a little emotional. No matter whether this person was good or bad, at least he was different from the outsiders from Zhengyang Mountain, Yunxia Mountain, and Qingfeng City and Old Dragon City.
Chen Pingan was carrying soil back and forth at the wellhead. After the last trip out of the well, he found Ruan Xiu standing near the wellhead with a handkerchief spread out in his hand and piled with small cakes. When Chen Pingan appeared Finally, Ruan Xiu stretched out her palm to him. Chen Ping'an, who was covered in mud and had dirty hands, smiled and shook his head. Then Ruan Xiu sat on the mouth of the well, lowered his head and ate the exquisite pastries from the New Year's shop in Qilong Lane. The girl in green was quickly immersed in it. Among them, the whole person is filled with happiness and joy.
Chen Pingan continued to carry the soil back and forth. After more than ten times, the girl with the ponytail was gone. However, there was a handkerchief and a piece of pastry on the mouth of the well. It was the most famous peach blossom wine rice cake in the New Year shop. , Chen Pingan was stunned, so he had to take off his backpack, put it at his feet, sat on the wellhead near the handkerchief, wiped his hands on his clothes, twisted the pastry with his fingers, and put it in his mouth.
Chen Pingan nodded vigorously, it was indeed delicious.
After all, he ate a full ten cents. When he thought of this, Chen Pingan immediately felt that it tasted better.
For the next few hours, the sky was still dark, and from time to time dull drum sounds could be heard in the sky. Other than that, the town was actually no different. Master Ruan also made an exception and let the blacksmith from his own blacksmith shop make an exception. The short-term workers are given two days' rest, allowing them to go back to their homes instead of waiting for "dawn" to continue working.
Chen Ping'an was also on this list, so he simply returned to the town and went to Liu Xianyang's house. After finding nothing missing, he quickly turned off the lights, locked the door, and ran to his house in Mu Bottle Lane. .
For some reason, Chen Ping'an feels that today's small town is lifeless and lifeless.
Chen Ping'an didn't know it when he ran across the corridor of the covered bridge.
On the water under the bridge, there is a tall woman with swaying clothes floating on the water. Her dress is snow-white, her hair is white, and her exposed hands and feet have skin as beautiful as suet-fat jade.
She was tilting her head, using the stream as a mirror, holding her hair with one hand and combing it with the other. No one could see her face clearly.