Sword of Coming

Chen Ping'an carried the girl and ran all the way, running faster than before up the mountain, like a flower picker who stole Huanghua's eldest daughter. Ning Yao suffered serious internal injuries and was uncomfortable with the bumps, but she didn't care about her face. If she was punched by the old ape at this time, she and Chen Pingan would really "die for love."

Ning Yao's forehead was covered with sweat and he asked: "How did you survive? No stones were hit? How do you know that the old ape's backhand was aimed at you and not me?"

After asking a series of questions, Ning Yao suddenly woke up, "Don't talk about this for now, while the old ape needs to breathe, he can run as far as he can! I have asked the sword to entangle the old ape as much as possible, but I guess It won’t last long.”

The boy in straw sandals nodded lightly and walked as fast as flying, walking through the alleys like a fish swimming at the bottom of the stream.

After leaving the small street in the west of the town, Chen Ping'an still kept walking and took the time to explain in a low voice: "Earlier on the Mud Bottle Alley, the old ape was tricked by me into taking the roof of a dilapidated house, and then he fell into a pit. I went there, and then I secretly threw a small broken tile on the house next to the cave. Sure enough, the old ape thought that I accidentally leaked the sound of my footsteps, and he suddenly smashed out a tile, which penetrated the wall and the roof next door. I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat."

"I was actually on the roof just now, and didn't dare to show my head. I was afraid that you would be distracted, and I was also thinking about whether I could shoot an arrow for the old ape. Then I saw the stone that the old ape knocked down for you, and a fire. Hanging in the sky like a snake, I guess as long as I raise my head, everyone in our town can see it. How could I dare to take it lightly? At that time, my mind took another turn, thinking that if it were me, I would definitely use you as my For bait, first catch the ones hiding in the dark, and then go back to pick up the ones in the open. It would be great to have two fish on one bait, right? So I took off Liu Xianyang's clothes first and threw them out before I dared to rescue them. you."

Ning Yao's eyes lit up, he was amazed, and then he started to settle accounts inexplicably: "Chen Ping'an, who did you learn these winding intestines from?! They are sanctimonious, but they are definitely not as honest as they appear. Tell me! The time Lu Daoren saved me, in At your ancestral home in Mubo Alley, other than taking off the curtains and hats, did you take the opportunity to take advantage of me?"

Chen Pingan was at a loss for a while, as if he was swung in the face by a cow's tail when he was a child, "What?"

The girl did not continue to call for punishment, but instead laughed to herself.

Chen Ping'an is a money addict, definitely not a pervert.

Ning Yao is convinced of this, just like she has always believed that she will become a great swordsman in the future, not one of the rare ones, but one of only one.

Ning Yao whispered: "Put me down!"

Chen Pingan asked: "Can you walk on your own?"

Ning Yao said helplessly: "You can't leave just yet, but if you keep running like this, you will knock out my heart, liver, spleen and stomach. If I wasn't beaten to death by the old ape with his fist, I would end up hanging on your shoulders like a piece of pork." , the old ape must not be laughed to death by us."

Chen Ping'an slowed down and said with a headache: "What should we do? Find a place nearby to hide? I originally wanted to leave the town. That place is not easy to be found."

Ning Yao suddenly remembered something and asked curiously: "Where is your homemade wood-porcelain armor? Why aren't you wearing it?"

Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and said: "It doesn't make much sense to deal with the old ape, but it will affect my running speed, so I just took it off. It's a shame, otherwise I don't know how to take you away from there, and I can't carry you. I can’t carry it on my back, let alone hug it, it gives me a headache just thinking about it.”

Ning Yao sighed and made up his mind: "Chen Ping'an, let me down first, and then carry me to the place you mentioned."

Of course, Chen Ping'an had no objections and did as he was told without delay. He picked up the girl and continued running, asking: "Miss Ning, where is your sword? Why is it only the scabbard?"

The girl who hugged the boy's neck said angrily: "Buried in the soil."

Chen Ping'an stopped asking any more questions and ran to an inaccessible place outside the town.

In the wilderness, there are tombs that have long been no longer worshiped by descendants. The tombs are overgrown with weeds and are as lush as a vegetable garden. From time to time, several night owls can be heard, one after another, which is really scary. Fortunately, Chen Pingan had an emotion towards this place that his peers had never had before, so he didn't feel any discomfort. After about a moment of burning incense, Chen Pingan carried the girl on his back, passed through numerous fallen statues with broken limbs, and walked around to a huge statue. Behind the statue, the clay statue fell to the ground. For some reason, its head was missing and it was more than two feet long. It can be imagined that this statue once sat completely upright in the ancestral hall and temple, how majestic it was.

Chen Pingan squatted down and tried to put Ning Yao down first. As a result, after waiting for a while, she didn't move. Chen Pingan was frightened to think that Miss Ning had died on the way. Just when Chen Pingan was stunned as if struck by lightning and couldn't say a word, he fell asleep comfortably along the way. The girl from the past finally woke up, subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, and asked in a daze: "Are you here?"

The boy squatting on the ground couldn't even figure it out at this moment, and he almost shed tears anyway.

The young man quickly took a deep breath, calmed down his strange emotions, gently released the girl's leg sockets with his hands, turned around and said with a smile: "This is a temporary cabin I built last autumn. I used to bring Gu Can here to play, and he yelled When I had to work hard, I used a hatchet to cut some branches to build a frame, and then covered it with leaves and grass. It was quite strong, and the two heavy snowfalls last winter did not collapse."

Ning Yao stood up straight and looked back. Feijian did not return in embarrassment. This was a good sign. At least it meant that the old ape had not found the direction of where the two were hiding.

Chen Ping'an asked Ning Yao to wait, then bent down and entered the temporary den made of wood and grass, tidied up briefly, and then opened the door to welcome guests.

Ning Yao sat down in the small nest which was not cramped and felt relieved.

Chen Pingan did not close the rough wood door, but sat at the door with his back to the girl.

Ning Yao asked: "Why don't you close the door?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "If the old ape finds this place, there will be no difference."

Ning Yao, who was sitting cross-legged, nodded and said, "Yes."

After a moment of silence, Ning Yao asked, "Don't you have anything to ask?"

Chen Pingan really asked: "Did the old ape use up three breaths?"

Ning Yao hummed, "But I have some bad news for you. The old ape can break the rules at least one more time. It's probably more than enough to deal with the two of us who are injured."

Chen Pingan asked again: "Miss Ning, how much do you think the price the old ape paid for this?"

The small nest was filled with the fragrance of green grass seeping in from all sides, which was refreshing. Although there was a little moisture on the ground, the girl felt that she could not ask for more.

Ning Yao thought about it carefully, "Old Ape took action three times in total. The first time from your home in Mud Bottle Alley to the far west of the town, Old Ape was more reserved, mainly to test whether you had a backer. After all, he was afraid of someone being there at the time. The behind-the-scenes plan was to fear that someone would target the young master of Zhengyang Mountain who had been escorted here, so his life expectancy was only between three and five years. After that, he confronted me by the stream, about twenty years, and the third time, estimated to be at least fifty. Years, the next fourth time, it will take a hundred years to start."

Chen Ping'an's eyes were shining. He bent down and reached out to pull out a piece of grass. After dusting off the soil, he chewed it in his mouth and said happily: "Even if it lasts for 180 years, I will make a lot of money! Even if we don't consider the person named Cai in Yunxia Mountain." The woman's frame-up, ordinary people only live sixty years, so I will earn two more lifetimes. Besides, the old ape has nearly two hundred years of life in exchange for three lifetimes of my life. I think he will get angry as soon as he thinks of this. So angry."

Ning Yao frowned and said, "Chen Pingan, do you think your life is worthless?"

Chen Ping'an said without hesitation: "Compared with gods and monsters like Lao Yuan who have lived for thousands of years, I, a common man who was born as a kiln worker in a small town, am naturally worthless. It is not shameful to admit such a thing."

Ning Yao was confused by Chen Pingan's fallacy.

Chen Pingan turned around and smiled, "Of course, after thinking about this, I will still feel aggrieved when I accept my fate. Think about it, why is my life inherently worthless just for a short trip in this world?"

Ning Yao was just about to agree, and then show him a few sage maxims that were both heroic and knowledgeable. Unexpectedly, the young man quickly gave the answer himself, and seriously asked himself: "Is it because I didn't do too many good things in my previous life?" What? But I haven’t had time to do anything good in this life, so I’m going to be ruined in the next life, what should I do?”

Ning Yao picked up the empty green scabbard lying across his lap and gently tapped the young man's back with the tip of the scabbard.

The boy in straw sandals suddenly bared his teeth and turned his head with a look that he dared not speak in anger.

Ning Yao glared and said, "This life is not over yet, what do you want about the next life?!"

Chen Pingan quickly stretched out a finger to signal Ning Yao not to raise his voice.

The girl quickly shut up.

Chen Pingan moved his butt outside, trying to stay away from the girl and the scabbard.

Ning Yao hesitated to speak, and finally decided to tell the boy the truth. He said in a hoarse voice: "Chen Ping'an, have you ever thought that although his life span has been shortened by 180 years, this mountain-guarding ape of Zhengyang Mountain could have lived how long?"

The boy who turned his back to the girl and looked at the sky in the distance just shook his head.

How could the young man know such a mysterious and mysterious thing? He probably couldn't guess the answer even if he tried his best.

There are some things, like the bluestone streets of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane. If the boy had not delivered letters, he would have never known that all the roads in the world are not dirt roads.

Ning Yao sighed and said: "The apertures of these ferocious beasts born from the strange phenomena of heaven and earth are far inferior to those of us. Although it is extremely difficult to practice because of this, the advantage is that the flow of energy and spirit is also slower, making it extremely difficult." Longevity, ranging from 500 years to 5,000 years. The mountain-moving ape is naturally active and does not like silence. Without practice, its lifespan will not be too long. Naturally, it will not be as good as the turtles and dragons. However, the mountain-moving ape is still where it used to be. The overlord still has a lifespan of about two thousand years, and this mountain-guarding ape has obviously developed Taoist and magical powers. Once he reaches the fifth level, plus his ninth level physique, his lifespan will be three thousand years, let alone two thousand years. Four thousand years is not impossible."

Ning Yao looked at the thin figure and said, "So don't think that you have lived enough."

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Ning Yao felt a little sad.

They were speechless, and the girl who had revealed the secret gradually felt a little guilty in her heart, so she tried her best to think of something to say, thinking of comforting the guy.

But when Ning Yao's head was spinning with thoughts, he heard a slight snoring from the straw-shoe boy.

Ning Yao was immediately dumbfounded.

There is a large house deep in Xinghua Lane, which is neatly kept from the inside out. Even the road at the entrance of the courtyard is much neater than the entrance to other people's homes.

An old woman with a face that was definitely not associated with a kind face picked a wick to make the lights in the house brighter. Then she looked at her grandson dotingly and began to babble day after day: "Running out in the middle of the night again." What are you doing on the roof? As the old saying goes, you don’t listen to the advice as spring covers you and autumn freezes. It’s the time when your body is growing. If the cold really brings out the root of the disease, how can grandma survive?”

The naive young man grinned.

After sitting down, the old woman sighed and began to recite her own difficult-to-recite sutra, "My dear grandson, you don't know that during the day, the white-eyed wolf smelled something meaty and suddenly carried Big and small packages of gifts came to my door. You were not at home at the time, but you didn't see his face. He was such a filial son and a kind father. It almost moved grandma to tears."

When she said this, the old woman's face was full of sarcasm, and she suddenly spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground. She felt a little regretful, so she quickly crushed it with her toes. The old woman looked up at the indifferent young man, and was furious. I just couldn't bear to fight, so I could only say angrily: "You heartless brat, you don't know how to feel sorry for grandma. Your real name is Ma Xuan, but you have a father and not a mother. If your life is not miserable, grandma will add it to you." It's a bitter word. If you think it's unlucky, you can change it back later. It doesn't matter. You don't have to care about grandma's thoughts. Grandma is an old woman from the countryside, a toad in the field. She is short-sighted and deserves to suffer all her life..."

The old woman began to wipe her tears.

The young man Ma Kuxuan put his hand on the back of the old woman's skinny and dry hand.

The old woman glanced at her grandson. There was finally some emotion in the young man's eyes. She smiled happily and patted the back of Ma Kuxuan's hand, "Grandma, I am an unlucky person. Your grandfather has a conscience but no ability." , Unreliable, my son is still unreliable even though he has ability but no conscience, so I only think about you. If you never make a difference, all the hardships grandma has endured in her life will be in vain. Suffering is nothing, Don't be like grandma. You must make a difference in the future. If you have a big future, whoever bullied you will bully you to death. Don't be a good person. As for the bad person, you can be a bad person occasionally. It's okay. Don't focus on eating enough. Just hold on and hurt people, but be careful of retribution, right? God likes to take naps all year round, but there is always time to open your eyes. If you are caught red-handed, oops..."

The young man has been hearing these sayings about old sesame and rotten millet since he was a child. It is estimated that the calluses on his ears have changed several times, not to mention the calluses on his ears. However, the young man never retracted his hand and allowed his grandma to hold it gently.

The old woman suddenly asked: "Why do you like that little bitch Zhigui?"

The young man smiled and said: "It looks good."

The old woman slapped the back of Ma Kuxuan's hand with a little more force and cursed: "You heartless little rotten maggot! Even grandma won't tell the truth?"

The young man chuckled, "Grandma, don't worry, it's a good thing."

The old woman was doubtful, so she suppressed the question for the time being and changed the subject, "Do you know why your parents don't want you?"

The young man smiled and said, "My family was poor at that time and couldn't afford to support me?"

The old woman suddenly raised her voice and screamed: "Poor? The seven or eight generations of our Ma family are really not poor people. They just pretended to be used to grandsons. In the end, even the uncle didn't know how to be. In fact, the ancestors left behind The next ancestral precept is, no matter how rich you are, you are not allowed to place your house on Fulu Street, nor on Taoye Lane. Your parents who deserve to be struck by lightning, if they were poor, how could they wear gold and silver every day? A delicious meal? Apart from not daring to move to a place where four surnames and ten tribes gather to show off their wealth, have they lost all their good things to enjoy themselves?"

Every time she talks about her son and daughter-in-law, the old woman is really itching with hatred and sneers: "Those ancestral rules are just things that have been buried in the soil and rotted into mud. After so many years, how much are they worth now? Grandson, You will be successful in the future, so don’t take it too seriously. Grandma has lived a long life and has seen many rich and poor people. In the final analysis, only those who have no ability can be honest people!"

Ma Kuxuan smiled brightly. He didn't know whether he thought it made sense or whether he thought it was ridiculous.

This young man has been like this since he was a child. He can suffer any loss and tolerate any bullying. But when he becomes stubborn about some things, even his grandmother can't persuade him or listen.

The old woman thought for a while, got up and ran out to see if the courtyard door was bolted. After returning to the house and sitting down again, she lowered her voice and said, "Grandson, don't look at grandma who has been pretending to be a ghost for so many years. In addition to being a midwife, she just drinks a bowl of talisman water for others. Isn’t it shameless to collect rags from others, but grandma tells you that those old items collected are all treasures of the highest caliber..."

The young man regained his lazy demeanor. It was obvious that Ma Kuxuan was not interested in grandma's big box of rags.

The old woman still recounted all the tricks she had used to deceive her in the early years, feeling very proud of herself.

Ma Kuxuan suddenly asked: "Grandma, did Chen Ping'an's father in Mu Ping Lane die..."

The old woman's face changed drastically, and she quickly reached out to cover her grandson's mouth, and said sternly: "There are some things that you can do, but you can't say!"

The young man nodded with a smile and stopped asking further questions.

After that, the old woman lost interest in showing off her past glory. She became sickly, with a heavy heart, and looked out the window at the night scene from time to time.

Ma Kuxuan asked with a smile: "Grandma, you have been a goddess in our town for so many years. Everyone in the neighborhood of Xinghua Lane says that you can cross the gap between yin and yang and lead the souls of the dead back to the earth... "

The old woman rolled her eyes and said, "Other people believe in these evil spirits, so do you? Grandma is even afraid of thunder. If she really sees a ghost, why should she scare herself to death?"

"Grandma, don't be afraid."

The young man Ma Kuxuan chuckled softly, "Humans and ghosts have different paths, and gods and immortals have different paths. The road reaches the sky, and everyone goes to one side."

At dawn.

Ning Yao slowly opened his eyes in the small nest of vegetation.

There was no trace of the boy.

She stood up quickly, bent down and walked out, tiptoeing, and jumped onto the huge shoulders of the dilapidated statue lying on its side.

In the distance, a young boy in straw sandals was running towards this side. His steps were neither hasty nor slow, and he didn't look like he was being chased. When he saw the dark green girl, he quickly waved her down.

Ning Yao jumped off the shoulders of the Buddha statue and stood in front of the boy.

"The old ape didn't find us."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ping'an faced the headless statue, clasped his hands together, bowed his head, and muttered to himself. Ning Yao vaguely heard the words begging not to blame her. She rolled her eyes but didn't say anything.

After that, Chen Ping'an mysteriously whispered: "I will take you to see the two statues, they are very interesting!"

Ning Yao asked: "It's the gods and bodhisattvas who have appeared and are willing to come out to see you? Doesn't that mean sincerity leads to spiritual success?"

Chen Pingan said angrily: "Miss Ning, what you said..."

Ning Yao raised his eyebrows.

Chen Ping'an continued with lightning speed: "As soon as you hear it, you will know that you have read the book!"

Ning Yao suddenly changed into a different person. He coughed a few times and silently thought about being reserved in his heart.

The boy led the way, and the girl followed silently.

Ning Yao subconsciously stretched out a finger and rubbed his eyebrows.

It's really a life hanging by a thread.

The girl and the gods fought for a long time, took a deep breath, and then weakly said two words, thank you.

In fact, the young man had been watching and listening in all directions, so he naturally heard the girl's sudden words of thanks. Although deep down in his heart, he didn't feel that she needed to thank him. On the contrary, he should thank her.

It's just that Chen Pingan really didn't know how to speak, so he simply ignored it.

Chen Ping'an suddenly stopped, looked to the south in a daze, and said to himself: "What if the old ape has been expelled by Mr. Qi, so he didn't hunt us down?"

The girl was speechless.

Chen Pingan continued to move forward without seeing anything strange.

Ning Yao quickened his pace and walked side by side with him. He couldn't help but ask: "Chen Pingan, are you okay?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's okay. I know some things are just like this. There is no way."

The young man has never read a book, so he doesn’t know the meaning of that sentence. If you put it another way, it is called the time when human power will eventually be exhausted.

Ning Yao suddenly stopped, and when the boy turned around in confusion, she pointed to the red mark between her eyebrows, "I know you are curious, but I don't have the nerve to ask, so I might as well tell you the truth. This is my Ning Yao's The killer weapon, the old ape of Zhengyang Mountain is powerful, right? It makes you and I miserable than a bereaved dog, right? But in the center of my eyebrow, there is the same tenth birthday gift my mother gave me, which is my destiny. , as long as it appears, let alone the old ape is going to die, just..."

At this point, the girl cut off her words and skipped directly, "The reason why I tell you this is to tell you that the world is very big. Don't underestimate yourself, and don't be discouraged. Haven't you already practiced martial arts? ? Why not also practice swordsmanship together!"

Chen Pingan asked: "Can you teach swordsmanship?"

Ning Yao said confidently: "I am very talented. I learned swordplay very early and my level rose very quickly, but I don't know how to teach others swordsmanship at all!"

Chen Pingan scratched his head.

Ning Yao thought for a while and said seriously: "Even if I want to give that flying sword to you, it won't agree, and I don't want to humiliate it like this. In my hometown, it is believed that there are spiritual swords in the world. I am a member of my generation."

Ning Yao finally took off the snow-white scabbard from his waist, "But I can give this scabbard to you!"

Chen Ping'an was confused, "Why?"

Ning Yao patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder hard and said earnestly: "You even have the scabbard, are you still far from being a swordsman?"

Chen Ping'an stupidly took the empty scabbard and said dumbfounded: "What are you talking about?"

Ning Yao strode forward.

At that time, the girl only felt that she had done an extremely cool thing, nothing more.

Chen Pingan carefully carried the scabbard of the sword, wondering where he could find a sword?